Romeo and Juliet continued.] Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say it lightens. Act ii. Sc. 2.1 This bud of love, by Summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Ibid.1 How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, Like softest music to attending ears! Ibid. Good night, good night: parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow. Ibid. O, mickle is the powerful grace, that lies Act ii. Sc. 3. Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye. Ibid. Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears. Ibid. Stabbed with a white wench's black eye. Act ii. Sc. 4. One, two, and the third in your bosom. O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified! I am the very pink of courtesy. 1 Act ii. Sc. 1, White. Ibid. Ibid. Ibid. [Romeo and Juliet continued. A gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear himself talk; and will speak more in a minute, than he will stand to in a month. Act ii. Se. 4. My man's as true as steel.' Ibid. These violent delights have violent ends. Here comes the lady. — O, so light a foot A plague o' both your houses! Act iii. Sc. I. When he shall die, Ibid. Take him and cut him out in little stars, Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! Act iii. Sc. 2. Ibid. Was ever book containing such vile matter They may seize Ibid. On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand 1 'true as steel,' Chaucer, Troilus and Creseide, Bookv. Shakespeare, Troilus and Cressida, Act iii. Sc. 2. Romeo and Juliet continued.] Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy. Act iii. Sc. 3. Taking the measure of an unmade grave. Ibid. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops. Act iii. Sc. 5. Straining harsh discords, and unpleasing sharps. Ibid. Villain and he are many miles asunder. Ibid. Not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty. Act iv. Sc. 2. My bosom's lord sits lightly in his throne. I do remember an apothecary,- Act v. Sc. I. Ibid. Sharp misery had worn him to the bones. A beggarly account of empty boxes. Ibid. Ibid. The world is not thy friend, nor the world's law. Ibid. Ap. My poverty, but not my will, consents. Rom. I pay thy poverty, and not thy will. Ibid. One writ with me in sour misfortune's book! A feasting presence full of light. Act v. Sc. 3. Beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, Ibid. And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Eyes, look your last : Arms, take your last embrace! Ibid. Ibid. TIMON OF ATHENS. But flies an eagle flight, bold, and forth on, Activ. Sc. 2. We have seen better days. Are not within the leaf of pity writ. Act iv. Sc. 3. I'll example you with thievery : The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun : The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves The moon into salt tears: the earth's a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen From general excrement: each thing's a thief. JULIUS CÆSAR. Ibid. As proper men as ever trod upon neat's leather. The live-long day. Acti. Sc. 1. Ibid. Beware the Ides of March! Acti. Sc. 2. Well, honour is the subject of my story. I cannot tell what you and other men Ibid. Julius Cæsar continued.] Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?- Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow. Help me, Cassius, or I sink! Act i. Sc. 2. Ibid. Ye gods, it doth amaze me, A man of such a feeble temper should Ibid. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Conjure with them, Ibid. Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Cæsar. Now, in the names of all the gods at once, Upon what meat doth this our Cæsar feed, That he is grown so great? Age, thou art sham'd! Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods. Ibid. There was a Brutus once,that would have brook'd The eternal devil to keep his state in Rome, As easily as a king. Ibid. Let me have men about me, that are fat; |