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Parting: Quotations from Shakespearian Quotations

Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say-good night, till it be morrow. R. J. ii. 2. For so long As he could make me with this eye or ear Distinguish him from others, he did keep The deck, with glove, or hat, or handkerchief, Still waving, as the fits or stirs of his mind Could best express how slow his soul sail'd on, How swift his ship.— Cym. i

Farewell! the leisure and the fearful time Cuts off the ceremonious vows of love, And ample interchange of sweet discourse, Which so long sunder'd friends should dwell upon;

And scants us with a single famish'd kiss, Distasted with the salt of broken tears.— T. C. iv. 4.

Portia, adieu! I have too griev'd a heart— M. V. ii. 7

To take a tedious leave. At once, good night:- Stand not upon the order of your going,— M. iii. 4

But go at once. Come; Our separation so abides, and flies, That thou, residing here, go'st yet with me,— A. C. i. 3.

And I, hence fleeting, here remain with thee. And so, without more circumstance at all, I hold it fit, that we shake hands and part; You, as your business, and desire, shall point you :- For every man hath business, and desire, Such as it is, and for mine own poor part,— H. i. 5.

Look you, I will go pray. 'Tis almost morning, I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving jealous of his liberty.— R. J. ii. 2.

Here is my hand for my true constancy; And when that hour o'er-slips me in the day, Wherein I sigh not, Julia, for thy sake, The next ensuing hour some foul mischance— T. G. ii. 2.

Torment me for my love's forgetfulness. Wilt thou begone? it is not yet near day: It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree; Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.— R. J. iii. 5

I did not take my leave of him, but had Most pretty things to say: ere I could tell him, How I would think on him, at certain hours, * * * Such thoughts, and such; * * * or have charg'd him, At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight, T' encounter me with orisons; for then, I am in heaven for him; or ere I could Give him that parting kiss, which I had set Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father, And, like the tyrannous breathing of the north, Shakes all our buds from growing.— Cym. i. 4.

Tend me to-night; May be, it is the period of your duty; Haply, you shall not see me more; or if, A mangled shadow: perchance, to-morrow, You'll serve another master I look on you, As one that takes his leave. Mine honest friends; I turn you not away; but, like a master,— A. C. iv 2

Married to your good service, stay till death.