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Revenge: Quotations from Shakespearian Quotations

If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility?revenge; if a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be, by Christian example?-why, revenge.— M. V. iii. 1.

O, I could play the woman with mine eyes, And braggart with my tongue!-But, gentle heaven, Cut short all intermission; front to front, Bring thou this fiend of Scotland, and myself; Within my sword's length set him; if he 'scape, Heaven forgive him too!— M. iv. 3.

To weep, is to make less the depth of grief; Tears, then, for babes; blows, and revenge for me.— H. VI. PT. III. ii. 1.

Haste me to know it; that I, with wings as swift As meditation, or the thoughts of love, May sweep to my revenge.— H. i. 5

Had I thy brethren here, their lives, and thine, Were not revenge sufficient for me; No, if I digg'd up thy forefathers' graves, And hung their rotten coffins up in chains, It could not slake mine ire, nor ease my heart. The sight of any of the house of York Is as a fury to torment my soul; And till I root out their accursed line, And leave not one alive, I live in hell.— H. VI. PT. III. i. 3

Up, sword; and know thou a more horrid bent, When he is drunk, asleep, or in his rage; Or in the incestuous pleasures of his bed; At gaming, swearing; or about some act That has no relish of salvation in't: Then trip him, that his heels may kick at heaven, And that his soul may be as damn'd, and black As hell, whereto it goes.— H. iii, 3.

To hell, allegiance! vows, to the blackest devil! Conscience, and grace, to the profoundest pit! I dare damnation: To this point I stand,- That both the worlds I give to negligence, Let come what comes; only, I'll be reveng'd.— H. ἱv. 5.

I am disgrac'd, impeach'd, and baffled here; Pierc'd to the soul with slander's venom'd spear; The which no balm can cure, but his heart's blood— R. II. i. 1.

Which breath'd this poison. My bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love, 'Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up.— 0. iii. 3.

Cæsar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Até by his side, come hot from hell, Shall, in these confines, with a monarch's voice,— J. C. iii. 1.

Cry Havock! and let slip the dogs of war. To revenge is no valour, but to bear.— T. A. iii. 5.

Had all his hairs been lives, my great revenge Had stomach for them all.— O. v. 2.