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| Pansies | Yet marked O where the bolt of Cupid fell. It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness. |
| Paradoxes | You undergo too strict a paradox, Striving to make an ugly deed look fair. |
| Paradoxes | These are old fond paradoxes to make fools laugh i' th' alehouse. |
| Parting | If we do meet again, we'll smile indeed, If not, 'tis true this parting was well made. |
| Parting | They say be parted well and paid his score, And so, God be with him. |
| Parting | Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow. |
| Partridges | Who finds the partridge in the puttock's nest But may imagine how the bird was dead, Although the kite soar with unbloodied beak? |
| Passion | Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee. |
| Passion | What to ourselves in passion we propose, The passion ending, doth the purpose lose. |
| Passion | O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth! Then with passion would I shake the world, And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice, Which scorns a modern invocation. |
| Passion | Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip? Some bloody passion shakes your very frame. These are portents, but yet I hope, I hope, They do not point on me. |
| Passion | Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus, but use all gently. For in the very torrent, tempest, and as I may say, whirlwind of passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness. |
| Patriotism | Hear me profess sincerely, had I a dozen sons, each in my love alike, and none less dear than thine and my good Marcius, I had rather have eleven die nobly for their country than one voluptuously surfeit out of action. |
| Patriotism | I do love My country's good with a respect more tender, More holy and profound, then mine own life, My dear wife's estimate, her womb increase, And treasure of my loins. |
| Patriotism | Patriotism is your conviction that this country is superior to all others because you were born in it. |
| Peace | A peace is of the nature of a conquest, for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser. |
| Peacocks | Fly pride, says the peacock, mistress, that you know. |
| Peacocks | Why, 'a stalks up and down like a peacock--a stride and a stand, ruminates like an hostess that hath no arithmetic but her brain to set down her reckoning, bites his lip with a politic regard, as who should say, 'There were wit in this head an 'twould out', and so there is, but it lies as coldly in him as fire in a flint, which will not show without knocking. |
| Peacocks | Let frantic Talbot triumph for a while And like a peacock sweep along his tail, We'll pull his plumes and take away his train, If Dauphin and the rest will be but ruled. |
| Pen | Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter. |
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