Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
Coriolanus | Cor IV.i.20 | Droop not. Adieu. Farewell, my wife, my mother. | Droope not, Adieu: Farewell my Wife, my Mother, |
Cymbeline | Cym V.iii.90 | Who had not now been drooping here if seconds | Who had not now beene drooping heere, if Seconds |
Hamlet | Ham V.i.284.1 | His silence will sit drooping. | His silence will sit drooping. |
Henry IV Part 1 | 1H4 IV.i.28 | Sick now? Droop now? This sickness doth infect | Sicke now? droope now? this sicknes doth infect |
Henry IV Part 2 | 2H4 induction.3 | I, from the orient to the drooping west, | I, from the Orient, to the drooping West |
Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 II.v.12 | That droops his sapless branches to the ground. | That droupes his sappe-lesse Branches to the ground. |
Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 IV.v.5 | Should bring thy father to his drooping chair. | Should bring thy Father to his drooping Chaire. |
Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 V.ii.1 | These news, my lords, may cheer our drooping spirits: | These newes (my Lords) may cheere our drooping spirits: |
Henry VI Part 1 | 1H6 V.iii.29 | Now, France, thy glory droopeth to the dust. | Now France, thy glory droopeth to the dust. |
Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 I.ii.1 | Why droops my lord like overripened corn, | Why droopes my Lord like ouer-ripen'd Corn, |
Henry VI Part 2 | 2H6 II.iii.45 | Thus droops this lofty pine and hangs his sprays; | Thus droupes this loftie Pyne, & hangs his sprayes, |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 I.i.6 | Cheered up the drooping army; and himself, | Chear'd vp the drouping Army, and himselfe. |
Henry VI Part 3 | 3H6 III.iii.21 | Those gracious words revive my drooping thoughts | Those gracious words / Reuiue my drooping thoughts, |
King John | KJ V.i.44 | But wherefore do you droop? Why look you sad? | But wherefore doe you droope? why looke you sad? |
Macbeth | Mac III.ii.52 | Good things of day begin to droop and drowse, | Good things of Day begin to droope, and drowse, |
A Midsummer Night's Dream | MND III.ii.357 | With drooping fog as black as Acheron, | With drooping fogge as blacke as Acheron, |
Richard II | R2 II.i.292 | Imp out our drooping country's broken wing, | Impe out our drooping Countries broken wing, |
The Taming of the Shrew | TS induction.2.26 | O, this is it that makes your servants droop. | Oh this is it that makes your seruants droop. |
The Tempest | Tem I.ii.184 | Will ever after droop. Here cease more questions. | Will euer after droope: Heare cease more questions, |
The Winter's Tale | WT II.iii.14 | He straight declined, drooped, took it deeply, | He straight declin'd, droop'd, tooke it deeply, |