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An ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine own.
As You Like It. Act v. Sc. 4. Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house; as your pearl in your foul oyster.
Ibid. The Retort Courteous; .. the Quip Modest; . . the Reply Churlish; ... the Reproof Valiant; ... the Countercheck Quarrelsome;. the Lie with Circumstance; ... the Lie Direct.
Ibid. Your If is the only peacemaker; much virtue in If. Ibid. Good wine needs no bush.
Epilogue. What a case am I in.
Ibid. Look in the chronicles; we came in with Richard Conqueror.
The T'aming of the Shrew. Induc. Sc. 1. Let the world slide.2
Ibid. I'll not budge an inch.
Ibid. As Stephen Sly and old John Naps of Greece, And Peter Turph and Henry Pimpernell, And twenty more such names and men as these Which never were, nor no man ever saw.
Sc. 2. No profit grows where is no pleasure ta’en ; In brief, sir, study what you most affect. Act i. Sc. 1. There's small choice in rotten apples.
Ibid. Nothing comes amiss; so money comes withal. Sc. 2. Tush! tush! fear boys with bugs.
Ibid. And do as adversaries do in law, Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.
Ibid. Who wooed in haste, and means to wed at leisure.3
Act iii. Sc. 2. 1 You need not hang up the ivy branch over the wine that will sell. – PUBLIUS SYRUS: Maxim 968.
2 See Heywood, page 9. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER : Wit without Money.
3 Married in haste, we may repent at leisure. – CONGREVE : The Old Bachelor, act v. sc. 1.
And thereby hangs a tale.
The Taming of the Shrew. Act iv. Sc. 1. My cake is dough.
Act v. Sc. 1. A woman moved is like a fountain troubled, Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty.
Sc. 2. Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband.
Ibid. 'T were all one That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it. All's Well that Ends Well. Act i. Sc. 1. The hind that would be mated by the lion Must die for love.
Ibid. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven.
Ibid. Service is no heritage.
Sc. 3. He must needs go that the devil drives.”
Ibid. My friends were poor but honest.
Ibid. Oft expectation fails, and most oft there Where most it promises.
Act ii. Sc. 1. I will show myself highly fed and lowly taught. Sc. 2. From lowest place when virtuous things proceed, The place is dignified by the doer's deed.
Sc. 3. They say miracles are past.
Ibid. All the learned and authentic fellows.
A young man married is a man that's marrd.
Act iii. Sc. 6.
1 See Heywood, page 18.
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.
All's Well that Ends Well. rict ir. Sc. 3. Whose words all ears took captive.
Act v. Sc. 3. Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
Ibid. The inaudible and noiseless foot of Time.
Ibid. All impediments in fancy's course Are motives of more fancy.
Ibid. The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.
Ibid. If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again! it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound 2 That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour !
Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 1. I am sure care 's an enemy to life.
Sc. 3. At my fingers' ends.8
Ibid. Wherefore are these things hid ?
Ibid. Is it a world to hide virtues in ?
Ibid. One draught above heat makes him a fool; the second mads him; and a third drowns him.
Sc. 5. We will draw the curtain and show you the picture.
Ibid 'Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on: Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive If you
will lead these graces to the grave And leave the world no copy.
1 How noiseless falls the foot of time !- W. R. SPENCER : Lines to Lady A. Hamilton.
2 “Like the sweet south” in Dyce and Singer. This change was made at the suggestion of Pope.
3 See Heywood, page 12.
Halloo your name to the reverberate hills,
Twelfth Night Act i. Sc. 5.
Act ü. Sc. 3. Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty.
Ibid. He does it with a better grace, but I do it more natural.
Ibid. Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you?
Ibid. Sir To. Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale ?
Clo. Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i? the mouth too.
Ibid. My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour.
Ibid. These most brisk and giddy-paced times.
Sc. 4. Let still the woman take An elder than herself: so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart: For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are.
Ibid. Then let thy love be younger than thyself, Or thy affection cannot hold the bent.
Ibid. The spinsters and the knitters in the sun And the free maids that weave their thread with bones Do use to chant it: it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
And what's her history ?
Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought,
Twelfth Night. Act ü. Sc. 4.
Ibid. An you had any eye behind you, you might see more detraction at your heels than fortunes before you. Sc. 5.
Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em.
Ibid, Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere.
Act iii. Sc. 1. Oh, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip!
Ibid. Love sought is good, but given unsought is better. Ibid.
Let there be gall enough in thy ink; though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter.
Sc. 2. I think we do know the sweet Roman hand.
Sc. 4. Put thyself into the trick of singularity.
Ibid 'T is not for gravity to play at cherry-pit with Satan.
Ibid. This is very midsummer madness.
Ibid. What, man! defy the Devil: consider, he is an enemy to mankind.
Ibid. If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction.
Ibid. More matter for a May morning.
Ibid. Still you keep o' the windy side of the law.
Ibid. An I thought he had been valiant and so cunning in fence, I ’ld have seen him damned ere l’ld have challenged him.
Ibid.' 1 Act iji. Sc. 5 in Dyce.