Let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Merchant of Venice, Act I., Sc. I.
For Andrew, if he were opened, and you find so much blood in his liver as will clog the foot of a flea, I’ll eat the rest of the anatomy. Twelfth Night, Act III., Sc. II.
I’ll empty all these veins, And shed my dear blood drop by drop. Henry IV., Act I., Sc. III.
I’ll have more lives Than drops of blood were in my father’s veins. Henry VI—3d, Act I., Sc. I.
Let me have A dram of poison; such soon-speeding gear As will disperse itself through all the veins. Romeo and Juliet, Act V., Sc. I.
I freely told you, all the wealth I had Ran in my veins Merchant of Venice, Act III., Sc. II.
The blood and courage that renowned them, Runs in your veins. Henry V., Act I., Sc. II.
——through all thy veins shall run A cold and drowsy humour, which shall seize Each vital spirit; for no pulse shall keep His natural progress but surcease to beat. Romeo and Juliet, Act IV., Sc. I.
There is * * * * * Scarce blood enough in all their sickly veins. Henry V., Act IV., Sc. II.
My blood speaks to you in my veins. Merchant of Venice, Act III., Sc. II.