Stuffing the ears of men with false reports. I speak of peace, while covert Enmity, That the blunt monster with uncounted heads, North. See what a ready tongue suspicion hath! North. The first bringer of unwelcome news Remember'd knolling a departing friend.—Act 1, Sc. I. Fal. I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.-Act 1, Sc. 2. Fal. Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, has yet some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time.-Act 1, Sc. 3. Bar. When we mean to build, We first survey the plot, then draw the model; And when we see the figure of the house, Then must we rate the cost of the erection; Which if we find outweighs ability, What do we then but draw anew the model In fewer offices, or at last desist To build at all? Much more, in this great work, The plot of situation and the model, Question surveyors, know our own estate, Like one that draws the model of a house Beyond his power to build it; who, half through, A naked subject to the weeping clouds, And waste for churlish winter's tyranny.-Act 1, Sc. 3. Lost. He hath eaten me out of house and home. Act 2, Sc. I. King. How many thousand of my poorest subjects Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber, Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sound of sweetest melody? O thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile A watch-case or a common 'larum bell? Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains And in the visitations of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Act 3, Sc. I. War. There is a history in all men's lives, Shal. And is old Double dead?-Act 3, Sc. 2. Fal. A good sherris-sack hath a two-fold operation in it. It ascends me into the brain; dries me there all the foolish, and dull and crudy vapours which environ it; makes it apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery and delectable shapes; which, delivered o'er to the voice, (the tongue,) which is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The second property of your excellent sherris is, the warming of the blood; which, before cold and settled, left the liver white and pale, which is the badge of pusillanimity and cowardice; but the sherris warms it and makes it course from the inwards to the parts extreme: it illumineth the face, which as a beacon gives warning to all the rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm; and then the vital commoners and inland petty spirits muster me all to their captain, the heart, who, great and puffed up with this retinue, doth any deed of courage; and this valour comes of sherris. -Act 4, Sc. 3. King. How quickly nature falls into revolt, When gold becomes her object!—Act 4, Sc. 4. King. 'Tis seldom when the bee doth leave her comb in the dead carrion.-Act 4, Sc. 4. Prince. I never thought to hear you speak again. Act 4, Sc. 4. Fal. It is certain that either wise bearing, or ignorant carriage, is caught as men take diseases, one of another; therefore let men take heed of their company.—Act 5, Sc. I. Fat. What wind blew you hither, Pistol? Pistol. Not the ill-wind which blows none to good. Act 5, Sc. 3. Pistol. Under which king, Bezonian? speak or die, Act 5, Sc. 3. King. I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers; Act 5, Sc. 5. Can. KING HENRY THE FIFTH. When he speaks, The air, a charter'd libertine, is still. —Act 1, Sc. I. Ely. The strawberry grows underneath the nettle ; Act 1, Sc. I. West. Playing the mouse, in absence of the cat. Cant. So work the honey-bees; Act 1, Sc. 2. Creatures that, by a rule in nature, teach K. Hen. 'Tis ever common, That men are merriest when they are from home. Act 1, Sc. 2. Pist. Base is the slave that pays.-Act 2, Sc. I. K. Hen. Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Let it pry through the portage of the head, O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, |