He was ever precise in promise-keeping. Measure for Measure. Act i. Sc. 2. Who may, in the ambush of my name, strike home. Sc. 3.1 I hold you as a thing ensky'd and sainted. Sc. 4.1 A man whose blood Is very snow-broth; one who never feels The wanton stings and motions of the sense. Ibid. He arrests him on it; And follows close the rigour of the statute, To make him an example. Ibid. Our doubts are traitors, Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 1. Ibid. And make us lose the good we oft might win The jury, passing on the prisoner's life, May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall. Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it? No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; 1 Act i. Sc. 5, in White, Singer, and Knight. 2 Compare Portia's words in Merchant of Venice, act iv. sc. 1. Ibid Sc. 2. Ibid Ibid T 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 Ibid. That in the captain's but a choleric word Ibid. Our compell'd sins Stand more for number than for accompt. The miserable have no other medicine, Sc. 4. And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, 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; 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 Ibid. The weariest and most loathed worldly life 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 Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful. Ibid. Ibia. There, at the moated grange, resides this dejected Mariana.2 Ibid. O, what may man within him hide, Take, O, take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; But my kisses bring again, bring again; Sc. 2. Lights that do mislead the morn: 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 Act v. Sc. 1. 1 See Spenser, page 29. 2 "Mariana in the moated grange,”. -the motto used by Tennyson for the poem "Mariana." 3 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 They say, best men are moulded out of faults; The pleasing punishment that women bear. A wretched soul, bruised with adversity. Every why hath a wherefore.1 Ibid Act i. Sc. 1. Act ü. 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, Let's go hand in hand, not one before another. He hath indeed better bettered expectation. Act iii. Sc. 1. Act v. Sc. 1. Ibid. Ibid. Much Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1. A very valiant trencher-man. Ibid. He wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat. 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. He is of a very melancholy disposition. Ibid. 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 ü. 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; 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, Sc. 3. Men were deceivers ever,- Sits the wind in that corner? 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. Sc. 2. Every one can master a grief but he that has it. Ibid. Are you good men and true? Sc. 3. To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature. Ibid. Ibid. The most senseless and fit man. 1 From the crown of his head to the sole of the foot. - PLINY: Natural History, book vii. chap. xvii. BEAUMont and FletchER: The Honest Man's Fortune, act ii. sc. 2. MIDDLETON: A Mad World, etc. |