Have you a precedent for this Commiffion? I be lieve not any. The fubject's grief comes through commiffions, Which compel from each, part of his substance, And the pretence for this is nam'd the wars with France. Hen. VIII. A& I. The CONG-SS, -Why tribute? Why fhould we pay tribute If Cæfar can hide the Sun from us with a blanket, or put the moon in his pocket, we'll pay him tribute for light; elfe, Sir, no more tribute. Earl T- -P. Cymb, A& III. Is your blood So madly hot that no difcourfe of reason, Can qualify the fame? Lord F Troilus and Creffida, A&t IÏ. -TH. Patroclus will give me any thing for the intelli gence of a whore ; -the parrot will not do more for an almond, than he for a commodious drab ; Letchery, Letchery, letchery ftill wars, nothing else holds fashion. Troilus and Creffida, A&t V. Mr. HANS S. You are most bound to the King Who lets go by no ventages, that may Prefer you; frame yourself. To orderly follicits, that you in all obey; Save when command to your difmiffion tends, Cymb. A&t II. The new Coм-SS -R and his S. RY. Nay, 'tis most certain the stalled rhymers Ballad us out of tune; Anthony Will be brought perfum'd forth, and I fhall fee Some fqueaking mimic boy attend his greatness, Anthony and Cleopatra, Act V, Rude am I in my fpeech, And litfle blefs'd with the soft phrase of peace ; Othello, A&I. Sir Sir C-BY, -My better parts Are all thrown down, and that which thould. Stand up Is but a quintaine, a mere lifeless block. As you Like it, A& I. Duke of A I cannot tell R. What Heaven has given him; let fome graver eye Peep through each part of him; whence has he that? Lady BRIDGET T Hen. VIII A& I. HE Lo, in these windows that let forth thy life, King Richard III. A&I. Mr. V-N-Re Why then taxation, like a wild goofe, flies an That furly fpirit, Melancholy, has bak'd thy blood, and made it heavy-thick. King John, A& III. CHR D'E-N. Question, my Lord, no farther of the cafe, Hen. VI. A& II, FIN I S. |