KEEP to KING

KEEP.—Who cannot keep his wealth must keep his house.

Shakespeare.—Timon of Athens, Act III. Scene 3. (Timon’s Servant.)

KEPT.—All these things have I kept from my youth up.

St. Matthew, Chap. XIX. Verse 20; St. Luke, Chap. XVIII. Verse 21.

From my earliest youth, even up to this present age, I have always, further, paid all submission to the injunctions you have given.

Riley’s Plautus.—Trinummus, Act II. Scene 2. Page 17.

KICK.—When late I attempted your pity to move,
Why seem’d you so deaf to my prayers?
Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love,
But—why did you kick me down stairs?

Anonymous.—From a Comedy in Three Acts called “The Panel,” Scene 4; Notes and Queries, 391.

KILL—Princes were privileg’d
To kill, and numbers sanctified the crime.

Dr. Porteus.—Poem on Death.

For heaven’s sake, when you kill him, hurt him not.

Heywood.—The Golden Age, a Play.

KILLING.—Did I not make it appear by my former arguments—or was I only amusing myself, and killing time in what I then said?

Yonge’s Cicero.—Tusculan Disp. Book V. Div. 16. Page 448.

KIN.—A little more than kin, and less than kind.

Shakespeare.—Hamlet, Act I. Scene 2. (Hamlet, on the king having addressed him as “my Son.”)

KINDNESS.—Have I not seen
In thy swoln eye the tear of sympathy,
The milk of human kindness?

Dr. Roberts.—To a Young Gentleman leaving Eton.

KING.—A king is more powerful when he is enraged with an inferior man.

Buckley’s Homer.—The Iliad, Vol. I. Page 4; The wrath of a king is as messengers of death, Proverbs, Chap. XVI. Verse 14; and as the roaring of a lion. Proverbs, Chap. XIX. Verse 12.

The king’s name is a tower of strength.

Shakespeare.—King Richard III. Act V. Scene 3.

The sum of all
Is, that the king hath won.

Shakespeare.—King Henry IV. Part II. Act I. Scene 1.

Obey him gladly; and let him too know,
You were not made for him, but he for you.

Cowley.—The Davideis, Book IV. Line 674; Dryden.—Absalom and Achitophel, Part I. Line 409.

If I could find example
Of thousands that had struck anointed kings
And flourish’d after, I’d not do’t: but since
Nor brass, nor stone, nor parchment, bears not one,
Let villany itself forswear’t.


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