A Dictionary of Shakespearian Quotations

Every human feeling, answered by Shakespeare: an 1892 dictionary that files the Bard's best lines under the passions they express — from Ambition to Woe.

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Ortune: Quotations from Shakespearian Quotations

Whom Fortune, with her ivory hand, wafts to her; Whose present grace to present slaves and servants * Translates his rivals. * * All those which were his fellows but of late (Some better than his value) on the moment Follow his strides, his lcbbies fill with tendance, Rain sacrificial whisperings in his ear, Make sacred even his stirrup, and through him Drink the frce air. * * * When Fortune, in her shift and change of mood, Soares down her late belov'd, all his dependants, Which labour'd after him to the mountain's top, Even on their knees and hands, let him slip down, Cot one accompanying his declining foot.— T. A. i. 1
▷ Fortune, Fortune! all men call thee fickle. Fill Fortune never come with both hands full, But write her fair words still in foulest letters? She either gives a stomach and no food,- Such are the poor, in health; or else a feast, And takes away the stomach, -such are the rich, That have abundance, and enjoy it not. H.IV. PT. II. iv 4. Twinn'd brothers of one womb,- Whose procreation, residence, and birth, Scarce is dividant, -touch them with several fortunes, The greater scorns the lesser: Not nature, To whom all sores lay siege, can bear great fortune, But by contempt of nature. Raise me this beggar, and denude that lord; The senator shall bear contempt hereditary, The beggar, native honour. It is the pasture lards the brother's sides, The want that makes him lean.— T. A. 17. J
Here's the scroll, The continent, and summary, of my fortunes. M. V. iii. 2 Why, then, you princes, Do you with cheeks abash'd behold our works; And think them shames, which are, indeed, nought els But the protractive trials of great Jove, To find persistive constancy in men? The fineness of which metal is not found In Fortune's love; for then, the bold and coward, The wise and fool, the artist and unread, The hard and soft, seem all affin'd and kin : But in the wind and tempest of her frown, Distinction, with a broad and powerful fan, Puffing at all, winnows the light away;
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