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The law hath not been dead, though it hath slept.

Measure for Measure. Act ii. Sc. 2.

O, it is excellent

To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous

To use it like a giant.

Ibid.

But man, proud man,

Drest in a little brief authority,

Most ignorant of what he 's most assured,

His glassy essence, like an angry ape,

Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven
As make the angels weep.

Ibid.

That in the captain 's but a choleric word.
Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.

Ibid.

Our compell'd sins.

Stand more for number than for accompt.

The miserable have no other medicine,

Sc. 4.

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And the poor beetle, that we tread upon,
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great
As when a giant dies.

Ibid.

The cunning livery of hell.

Ibid.

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;

To lie in cold obstruction and to rot;
This sensible warm motion to become

A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit

To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside

In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice;

To be imprison'd in the viewless winds,

And blown with restless violence round about
The pendent world.

lbid.

The weariest and most loathed worldly life
That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment
Can lay on nature, is a paradise

To what we fear of death. Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1. The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.1

Ibid.

Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.

Ibia.

There, at the moated grange, resides this dejected Mariana.2

Ibid.

O, what may man within him hide,
Though angel on the outward side!

Sc. 2.

Take, O, take those lips away,

That so sweetly were forsworn;
And those eyes, the break of day,

Lights that do mislead the morn:

But my kisses bring again, bring again;

Seals of love, but sealed in vain, sealed in vain.3

Act iv. Sc. 1.

Every true man's apparel fits your thief.

Sc. 2.

We would, and we would not.

Sc. 4.

A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time.
And razure of oblivion.

Act v. Sc. 1.

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the poem

8 This song occurs in Act v. Sc. 2 of Beaumont and Fletcher's Bloody

Brother, with the following additional stanza:

Hide, O, hide those hills of snow,

Which thy frozen bosom bears,
On whose tops the pinks that grow

Are of those that April wears!

But first set my poor heart free,
Bound in those icy chains by thee.

They say, best men are moulded out of faults,
And, for the most, become much more the better
For being a little bad.
Measure for Measure. Act v. Sc. 1.
What's mine is yours, and what is yours is mine.

The pleasing punishment that women bear.
The Comedy of Errors.

A wretched soul, bruised with adversity.

Every why hath a wherefore.1

Ibid.

Act i. Sc. 1.

Act i. Sc. 1.

Sc. 2.

Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.

One Pinch, a hungry lean-faced villain,

A mere anatomy.

A needy, hollow-eyed, sharp-looking wretch,
A living-dead man.

Let's go hand in hand, not one before another.

He hath indeed better bettered expectation.

A

Act iii. Sc. 1.

Act v. Sc. 1.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1.

very valiant trencher-man.

He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat.

Ibid.

Ibid.

What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?

Ibid.

There's a skirmish of wit between them.

Ibid.

The gentleman is not in your books.

Ibid.

Shall I never see a bachelor of threescore again?

Ibid.

Benedick the married man.

Ibid.

Ibid.

He is of a very melancholy disposition.

He that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no beard is less than a man.

As merry as the day is long.

Act i. Sc. 1.

Ibid.

I have a good eye, uncle; I can see a church by daylight.

Ibid.

1 For every why he had a wherefore. - BUTLER: Hudibras, part i

canto i. line 132.

Speak low if you speak love.

Much Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1.

Friendship is constant in all other things.

Save in the office and affairs of love:

Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues;
Let every eye negotiate for itself

And trust no agent.

Ibid.

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much.

Ibid.

Lie ten nights awake, carving the fashion of a new He was wont to speak plain and to the pur

doublet.

pose.

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,

Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.

Sits the wind in that corner?

Sc. 3.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man from the career of his humour? No, the world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.

Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.

Ibid.

Act iii. Sc. 1.

From the crown of his head to the sole of his foot,1 he is all mirth.

Every one can master a grief but he that has it.

Are you good men and true?

Sc. 2.

Ibid.

Sc. 3.

To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature.

The most senseless and fit man.

1 From the crown of his head to the sole of the foot.

Ibid.

Ibid.

PLINY: Natu

ral History, book vii. chap. xvii. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER: The Honest Man's Fortune, act ii. sc. 2. MIDDLETON: A Mad World, etc.

You shall comprehend all vagrom men.

Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 3

2 Watch. How if a' will not stand?

Dogb. Why, then, take no note of him, but let him go; and presently call the rest of the watch together, and thank God you are rid of a knave.

Is most tolerable, and not to be endured.

Ibid.

Ibid.

If they make you not then the better answer, you may say they are not the men you took them for.

Ibid.

The most peaceable way for you if you do take a thief, is to let him show himself what he is and steal out of your company.

I know that Deformed.

The fashion wears out more apparel than the man.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Ibid.

I thank God I am as honest as any man living that is an old man and no honester than I.

Comparisons are odorous.

Ibid.

Sc. 5.

If I were as tedious as a king, I could find it in my heart to bestow it all of your worship.

Ibid.

A good old man, sir; he will be talking: as they say, When the age is in the wit is out.

Ibid.

O, what men dare do! what men may do! what men daily do, not knowing what they do!

Act iv. Sc. 1.

O, what authority and show of truth

Can cunning sin cover itself withal!

Ibid.

I never tempted her with word too large,
But, as a brother to his sister, show'd
Bashful sincerity and comely love.

Ibid.

I have mark'd

A thousand blushing apparitions

To start into her face, a thousand innocent shames
In angel whiteness beat away those blushes.

Ibid.

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