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Let me speak, to the yet unknowing world, How these things came about; so shall you hear Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts; Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters; Of deaths put on by cunning, and forc'd cause: And, in this upshot, purposes mistook Fall'n on the inventor's heads; all this can I Truly deliver.— H. v. 2.
That should be howl'd out in the desert air Where hearing should not latch them.— M. iv. 3.
And there are twenty weak and wearied posts, Come from the north; and, as I came along, I met, and overtook, a dozen captains, Bareheaded, sweating, knocking at the taverns.— H. IV. PT. II. ii. 4
Is thy news good, or bad? answer to that: Say either, and I'll stay the circumstance; Let me be satisfied, -Is't good or bad?— R. J. ii. 5
Old men, and beldams, in the streets Do prophesy upon it dangerously; Young Arthur's death is common in their mouths: And when they talk of him, they shake their heads, And whisper one another in the ear: And he that speaks, doth gripe the hearer's wrist; Whilst he that hears, makes fearful action, With wrinkled brows, with nods, with rolling eyes. I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, Shakespeacian Dictionary. NEWS, continued, The whilst the iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news; Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet,) Told of a many thousand warlike French, That were embattalled and rank'd in Kent; Another lean unwash'd artificer Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death.— K. J. iv 2
Tell him, there's a post come from my master, with his horn full of news.— M. V. v. 1
Ere I was risen from the place that show'd My duty kneeling, came there a reeking post, Stew'd in his haste, half breathless, panting forth From Goneril, his mistress, salutations; Deliver'd letters, spite of intermission, Which presently they read.— K. L. ii. 4
After him, came spurring hard, A gentleman almost forspent with speed; That stopp'd by me to breathe his bloodied horse; He ask'd the way to Chester, and of him I did demand what news from Shrewsbury. He told me, that rebellion had bad luck, And that young Harry Percy's spur was cold; With that, he gave his able horse the head, And, bending forward, struck his armed heels Against the panting sides of his poor jade, Up to the rowel head; and, starting so, He seem'd in running to devour the way, Staying no further question.— H. 1V. PT. II. i. 1.
Seek him, Titinius; whilst I go to meet The noble Brutus, thrusting this report Into his ears: I may say, thrusting it; For piercing steel, and darts envenomed, Shall be as welcome to the ears of Brutus, As tidings of this sight.— J.C. v. 3.
Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear. My ears are stopp'd, and cannot hear good news, So much of bad already hath possess'd them.— T. G. iii. 1.
I drown'd these news in tears.— VI. PT. III. ii. 1.
News, fitted to the night: Black, fearful, comfortless, and horrible.— K. J. v. 6
Master, master! news, old news, and such news as you news as you never heard of.— T. S. iii. 2.
Ram thou thy fruitful tidings in mine ears,— A. C. ii. 5
That long time have been barren. Such a deal of wonder is broken out within this hour, that the ballad-makers cannot be able to express it.— W.T. v. 2.
Let not your ears despise my tongue for ever, Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound,— M. iv. 3.
That ever yet they heard. My heart hath one poor string to stay it by, Which holds but till thy news be uttered.— K. J. v. 7.
There's villainous news abroad. o, slaves, I can tell you news; news, you rascals. C. iv.— C. iv. 5.
There might you have beheld one joy crown another; so, and in such manner, that, it seemed, sorrow wept to take leave of them; for their joy waded in tears. There was casting up of eyes, holding up of hands; with countenance of such distraction, that they were to be known by— W.T. v. 2.
garment, not by favour. Thy father's beard is turned white with the news; you may buy land now as cheap as stinking mackarel.— H. IV. PT. I. ii. 4
Pr'ythee, friend, Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear,— A. C. ii. 5.
The good and bad together. Where have you lurk'd, that you make doubt of it? C. v. 4. What news, Lord Bardolph ? every minute now Should be the father of some stratagem;— H. IV. PT. II. i. 1.
The times are wild. Like an old tale still; which will have matter to rehearse,— W. T. v. 2.
though credit be asleep, and not an ear open. How goes it now, Sir; this news, which is called true, called true, is so like an old tale, that the verity of it is in strong is in strong— W. T. v. 2.
The nature of bad news infects the teller. With news the time's with labour; and throes forth— A. C. iii. 7
Each minute, some. Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present, and I feel now The future in the instant.— M. i. 5.
What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look,— M. i. 2
That seems to speak things strange.
News, Stale
There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave, To teil us this.— H. i. 5.
New Governor
Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newness; Or whether that the body public be A horse whereon the governor doth ride, Who, newly in the seat, that it may know He can command, let's it straight feel the spur: Whether the tyranny be in his place, Or in his eminence that fills it up, I stagger in:-But this new governer Awakes me all the enrolled penalties, Which have, like unscour'd armour, hung by the wall So long, that nineteen zodiacs have gone round, And none of them been worn; and, for a name, Now puts the drowsy and neglected act Freshly on me.— M. M. i. 3.