2H6 IV.i.1 | [Lieutenant to all] The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day / Is crept into the bosom of the sea |
AW V.iii.58 | [King to Bertram, of love that comes too late] Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried [or: sense 2] |
R3 I.ii.155 | [Richard to Anne, of his eyes] which never shed remorseful tear |