Whip me such honest knaves.

Shakespeare.—Othello, Act I. Scene 1. (Iago to Roderigo.)

Thy beard and head are of a diff’rent dye;
Short of one foot, distorted in an eye:
With all those tokens of a knave complete,
Should’st thou be honest, thou’rt a dev’lish cheat.

Martial.—Epig. LIV. Line 12.

KNEE.—Crook the pregnant hinges of the knee,
Where thrift may follow fawning.

Shakespeare.—Hamlet, Act III. Scene 2. (Hamlet to Horatio.)

KNEW.—He knew, by the streamers that shot so bright,
That spirits were riding the northern light.

Scott.—Last Minstrel, Canto II. Stanza 8.

KNOW.—Know’st thou the land where bloom the orange bow’rs?

Where, through dark foliage, gleam the citron’s dyes?

Mrs. Hemans.—The Last Constantine, Stanza 59.

Know’st thou the land where bloom the citron bowers,
Where the gold-orange lights the dusky grove?

Mrs. Hemans.—Mignon’s Song, Page 547.

Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle
Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime;
Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle,
Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime?

Byron.—Bride of Abydos, Canto I. Verse 1.

Know then thyself, presume not God to scan,
The proper study of mankind is man.

Pope.—Essay on Man, Epi. II.

Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we may be.

Shakespeare.—Hamlet, Act IV. Scene 5. (Ophelia to the King.)


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