Chapter KING LOG to KNOW of Index by Grocott's Quotations - Alpha

KING LOG to KNOW

KING LOG.—Loud thunder to it’s bottom shook the log,
And the hoarse nation croak’d, God save King Log!

Ogilby’s Æsop’s Fables. Pope.—The Dunciad, Book I. Line 327.

KINGS OF BRENTFORD.—So sit two kings of Brentford on one throne;
And so two citizens who take the air,
Close pack’d and smiling in a chaise and one.

Cowper.—The Sofa, Book I. Line 78.

KINGDOM.—For, as yourselves, your empires fall,
And every kingdom hath a grave.

Habington.—Nox nocti indicat scientiam.

KINGDOMS.—Kingdoms and nations at his call appear,
For ev’n the Lord of Hosts commands in person there.

Yalden.—The Curse of Babylon, Stanza 1.

KISS.—My lady came in like a nolle prosequi, and stopt the proceedings.

Congreve.—The Way of the World, Act II. Scene 8.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.

Shakespeare.—Sonnet XVIII.

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.

Shakespeare.—Cymbeline, Act I. Scene 4. (Imogen to Pisanio)

While now her bending neck she plies
Backward to meet the burning kiss,
Then with an easy cruelty denies,
Yet wishes you would snatch, not ask the bliss.

Francis’ Horace, Ode XII. Line 25.

Once more for Pity; that I may keep the
Flavour upon my lips till we meet again.

Dryden.—Don Sebastian, Act III. Scene 2.

KITTEN.—I’m glad of ’t, with all my heart:
I had rather be a kitten and cry mew,
Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers;
I had rather hear a brazen candlestick turn’d,
Or a dry wheel grate on the axle- tree;
And that would set my teeth nothing on edge,
Nothing so much as mincing poetry;
`Tis like the forc’d gait of a shuffling nag.

Shakespeare.—King Henry IV. Part I. Act III. Scene 1. (Hotspur to Glendower.)

KNAVE.—Knavery’s plain face is never seen till used.

Shakespeare.—Othello, Act II. Scene 1. (Iago after Roderigo leaves him.)

KNAVE.—1. There’s ne’er a villain, dwelling in all Denmark, But he’s an arrant knave. 2. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave, To tell us that.

Shakespeare.—Hamlet, Act I. Scene 5. (Hamlet and Horatio.)