| (1) | K. Richard. | Not all the water in the rough rude sea
Can wash the Balm from an anointed king. |
| Richard II, act iii, sc. 2 (54). |
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| (2) | K. Richard. | With mine own tears I wash away my Balm. |
| Ibid., act iv, sc. 1 (207). |
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| (3) | K. Henry. | 'Tis not the Balm, the sceptre, and the ball. |
| Henry V, act iv, sc. 1 (277). |
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| (4) | K. Henry. | Thy place is fill'd, thy sceptre wrung from thee,
Thy Balm wash'd off, wherewith thou wast anointed. |
| 3rd Henry VI, act iii, sc. 1 (16). |
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| (5) | K. Henry. | My pity hath been Balm to heal their wounds. |
| Ibid., act iv, sc. 8 (41). |
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| (6) | Lady Anne. | I pour the helpless Balm of my poor eyes. |
| Richard III, act i, sc. 2 (13). |
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| (7) | Troilus. | But, saying thus, instead of oil and Balm,
Thou lay'st in every gash that love hath given me
The knife that made it. |
| Troilus and Cressida, act i, sc. 1 (61). |
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| (8) | 1st Senator. | We sent to thee, to give thy rages Balm. |
| Timon of Athens, act v, sc. 4 (16). |
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| (9) | France. | Balm of your age,
Most best, most dearest. |
| King Lear, act i, sc. 1 (218). |
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| (10) | K. Henry. | Let all the tears that should bedew my hearse
Be drops of Balm to sanctify thy head. |
| 2nd Henry IV, act iv, sc. 5 (114). |
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| (11) | Mowbray. | I am disgraced, impeach'd, and baffled here:
Pierced to the soul with slander's venom'd spear;
The which no Balm can cure, but his heart-blood
Which breathed this poison. |
| Richard II, act i, sc. 1 (170). |
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| (12) | Dromio of Syracuse. | Our fraughtage, Sir,
I have conveyed aboard, and I have bought
The oil, the Balsamum, and aqua vitæ. |
| Comedy of Errors, act iv, sc. 1 (187). |
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| (13) | Alcibiades. | Is this the Balsam that the usuring Senate
Pours into captains' wounds? |
| Timon of Athens, act iii, sc. 5 (110). |
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| (14) | Macbeth. | Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care,
The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath,
Balm of hurt minds, great Nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life's feast. |
| Macbeth, act ii, sc. 2 (37). |
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| (15) | Quickly. | The several chairs of order look you scour
With juice of Balm and every precious flower. |
| Merry Wives, act v, sc. 5 (65). |
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| (16) | Cleopatra. | As sweet as Balm, as soft as air, as gentle. |
| Antony and Cleopatra, act v, sc. 2 (314). |
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| (17) | | And trembling in her passion, calls it Balm,
Earth's sovereign salve to do a goddess good. |
| Venus and Adonis (27). |
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| (18) | | And drop sweet Balm in Priam's painted wound. |
| Lucrece (1466). |
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| (19) | | With the drops of this most balmy time
My love looks fresh. |
| Sonnet cvii. |
