SENTENTIOUS.

By my faith he is very swift and sententious.
SEPULCHRE.

The sacred storehouse of his predecessors,
And guardian of their bones.

SERVANT, UNPROFITABLE.

The patch is kind enough, but a huge feeder,
Snail-slow in profit.

SET PHRASES.

O! never will I trust to speeches penn'd,
Nor to the motion of a school-boy's tongue;
Nor never come in visor to my friend;

Nor woo in rhyme, like a blind harper's song;
Taffata phrases, silken terms precise,

Three-pil'd hyperboles, spruce affectation,
Figures pedantical; these summer flies

Have blown me full of maggot ostentation:
I do forswear them.

SEVERITY.

Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye.

SHAME.

A.Y. v. 4.

M. ii. 4.

M.V. ii. 5.

L. L. v. 2.

R. III. iv. 2.

Heaven stops the nose at it, and the moon winks:
The bawdy wind, that kisses all it meets,

Is hush'd within the hollow mine of earth,
And will not hear it.

Shame enough to shame thee, wert thou not shameless.

A sovereign shame so elbows him.

O shame! where is thy blush?

0. iv. 2.

H. VI. PT. II. i. 4.

K. L. iv. 3.

H. iii. 4.

The shame itself doth speak for instant remedy. K. L. i. 4.

He is unqualitied with very shame.

Heaven's face doth glow;

Yea, this solidity and compound mass,

With tristful visage, as against the doom,

Is thought-sick at the act.

He was not born to shame;

Upon his brow shame is asham'd to sit;

For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'd
Sole monarch of the universal earth.

Fie, fie, they are

Not to be nam'd, my lord, not to be spoke of;
There is not chastity enough in language,

Without offence to utter them.

A. C. iii. 9.

H. iii. 4.

R. J. iii. 2.

M. A. iv. 1.

SHEPHERD'S PHILOSOPHY.

I know, the more one sickens, the worse at ease he is; and that he that wants money, means, and content, is without three good friends:-That the property of rain is to wet, and fire to burn: That good pasture makes fat sheep; and that a great cause of the night, is lack of the sun: That he, that hath learned no wit by nature, nor art, may complain of good breeding, or comes of a very dull kind

red.

SHERIFF'S OFFICER.

One, whose hard heart is button'd up with steel;
A fiend, a fairy, pitiless and rough;

A wolf, nay worse, a fellow all in buff;

A. Y. iii. 2.

A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that countermands
The passages of alleys, creeks, and narrow lands;

A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry-foot well;
One that, before judgment, carries poor souls to hell.

SHIPWRECKS (See also SEA).

The king's son, Ferdinand,

C. E. iv. 2.

With hair up-staring, (then like reeds, not hair,)
Was the first man that leap'd; cried, Hell is empty,
And all the devils are here.

Not a soul

But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd

Some tricks of desperation.

In few, they hurried us aboard the bark;

Bore us some leagues to sea; where they prepar'd

T. i. 2.

T. i. 2

A rotten carcase of a boat, not rigg'd,

Nor tackle, sail, nor mast; the very rats

Instinctively had quit it: there they hoist us,
To cry to the sea that roar'd to us; to sigh
To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again,
Did us but loving wrong.

T. i. 2.

To comfort you with chance,

Assure yourself, after our ship did split,

When you, and that poor number sav'd with you,
Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother,

Most provident in peril, bind himself

(Courage and hope both teaching him the practice)
To a strong mast, that liv'd upon the sea,
Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back,

I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves,
So long as I could see.

And not one vessel 'scape the dreadful touch
Of merchant-marring rocks.

T. N. i. 2.

M. V. iii. 2.

SHIPWRECK,—continued.

Yet the incessant weepings of my wife,
Weeping before for what she knew must come,
And piteous plaining of the pretty babes,
That mourn'd for fashion, ignorant what to fear,
Forc'd me to seek delays for them and me.

· DESCRIBED BY A CLOWN.

C. E. i. 1.

I would, you did but see how it chafes, how it rages, how it takes up the shore! but that's not to the point: O, the most piteous cry of the poor souls! sometimes to see 'em and not to see 'em: now the ship boring the moon with her main-mast; and anon swallowed with yeast and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a hogshead. And then for the land service,-To see how the bear tore out his shoulderbone; how he cried to me for help, and said his name was Antigonus, a nobleman :—But to make an end o' the ship: to see how the sea flap-dragon'd it:-but, first, how the poor souls roar'd, and the sea mock'd them ;-and how the poor gentleman roar'd, and the bear mock'd him, both roaring louder than the sea, or weather. W. T. iii. 3.

SICK.

Zounds! how has he the leisure to be sick
In such a justling time ?

SIEGE (See also CANNONADE).

H. IV. PT. I. iv. 1

Tell us, shall your city call us lord,
In that behalf which we have challeng'd it,
Or shall we give the signal to our rage,
And stalk in blood to our possession?

Girdled with a waist of iron,

K. J. ii. 1.

And hemm'd about with grim destruction. H. VI. PT. 1. iv. 3.
These flags of France, that are advanced here,
Before the eye and prospect of your town,
Have hither march'd to your endamagement:
The cannons have their bowels full of wrath;
And ready mounted are they to spit forth
Their iron indignation 'gainst your walls.

SIFTING.

See you now:

Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth;
And thus do we of wisdom and of reach,
With windlaces, and with assays of bias,
By indirections find directions out.

SIGHS.

He rais'd a sigh, so piteous and profound,

K. J. ii. 1.

H. ii. 1

Her sighs will make a battery in his breast;
Her tears will pierce into a marble heart;
The tiger will be mild while she doth mourn;
And Nero will be tainted with remorse,
To hear, and see, her plaints.

H.VI. PT. III. iii. 1.

For heaven shall hear our prayers;
Or with our sighs we'll breathe the welkin dim,
And stain the sun with fog, as sometimes clouds,
When they do hug him in their melting bosoms.

Blood-consuming sighs.

I could drive the boat with my sighs.

Heart-sore sighs.

Cooling the air with sighs.

SIGNS OF THE TIMES.

Tit. And. iii. 1.

H.VI. PT. II. iii. 2.

T.G. ii. 3.

T. G. ii. 4.
T. i. 2.

And in such indexes, although small pricks
To their subséquent volumes, there is seen
The baby figure of the giant mass
Of things to come at large.

SILENCE.

Hear his speech, but say thou nought.
With silence, nephew, be thou politic.

Silence only is commendable

T.C. i. 3.

M. iv. 1.

H. VI. PT. I. ii. 5.

In a neat's tongue dried, and a maid not vendible.

A good swift similie, but something currish.
Thou hast the most unsavoury similies.

W. T. ii. 2.

T. C. iii. 2.

W. T. v. 2

T. S. v. 2.

H. IV. PT. I. i. 2.

SIMPLICITY.

SIN.

It is silly sooth.

By the pattern of mine own thougths, I cut out
The purity of his.

How green are you, and fresh in this old world!

Few love to hear the sins they love to act.
O, 'tis the cunning livery of hell,
The damned'st body to invest and cover
In princely guards.

SINCERITY.

W. T. iv. 3.

W. T. iv. 3.
K. J. iii. 4.

P. P. i. 1.

M. M. iii. 1.

Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utterance.

SINFUL.

Smacking of every sin that has a name.

W. T. i. 1.

M. iv. 3.

She will sing the savageness out of a bear.

0. iv. 1.

BAD.

SINGING.

An he had been a dog that should have howled thus, they would have hanged him; and I pray God his bad voice bode no mischief.

Some of all professions, that go the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire.

SLANDER (See also CALUMNY).

No might nor greatness in mortality

Can censure 'scape; back-wounding calumny

M. ii. 3.

The whitest virtue strikes.

For haply, slander,

M. M. iii. 2.

Whose whisper o'er the earth's diameter,

As level as the cannon to his blank,

Transports his poison'd shot, may miss our name,

And hit the woundless air,

One doth not know,

How much an ill word may empoison liking.

I see, the jewel, best enamelled,

Will lose his beauty: and though gold 'bides still,

H. iv. 1.

M.A. iii. 1