Extended or contracted all proportions, To a most hideous object. All's well that ends well, A. 5, S. 3. I could well Beteem them' from the tempeft of mine eyes. What peremptory eagle-fighted eye Love's Labour Loft, A. 4, S. 3. My ashes, as the Phoenix, may bring forth And, in that hope, I throw mine eyes to heaven, Henry VI. P. 3. A. 1, S. 4. This town is full of cozenage, As, nimble jugglers, that deceive the eye, Comedy of Errors, A. 1, S. 2. Their horfemen fit like fixed candlesticks, Beteem them.] Give them, beftow upon them. The word is used by Spenfer. JOHNSON. I rather think, that to beteem in this place fignifies, as in the northern counties, to pour out-from tommer, Danish. STEEVENS. To" beteem,"is to bring forth, to grow. We fhould read, "Yet could I well "Beteem them from the tempeft of mine eyes." i. e. yet could I with my tears caufe them to grow or flourish. A. B. There 1 There is none of you fo mean and base, Henry V. A. 3, S. 1. Farewell, my lord; fecurely I efpy Virtue with valour couched in thine eye. Richard II. A. 1, S. 3 As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next: Even fo, or with much more contempt, men's eyes You would have thought, the very windows fpake O thou dull God, why ly'ft thou with the vile, And in the vifitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monftrous heads, and hanging them, That, with the hurly, death itfelf awakes? Henry IV. P. 2, A. 3, S. 1. The bird that hath been limed in a bush, Where my poor young was lim'd, was caught, and kill'à. Henry VI. P. 3, A. 5, S. 6. Edward and Richard, like a brace of greyhounds, 6 With With fiery eyes, sparkling for very wrath, I think him better than I fay, And yet, would herein others' eyes were worse : Far from her neft the lapwing cries away; My heart prays for him, though my tongue do curfe. Comedy of Errors, A. 4, S. 2.. Alack! there lies more peril in thine eye, Than twenty of their fwords. Romeo and Juliet, A. 2, S. 2. Some ftrange commotion : Is in his brain he bites his lip and starts; Henry VIII. A. 3, S. 2. King John, A. 3, S. 1. Command these fretting waters from your eyes With a light heart. Meafure for Measure, A. 4, S. 3. Let me not hold my tongue; let me not, Hubert! Or, Hubert, if you will, cut out my tongue, So I may keep mine eyes; O, fpare mine eyes; Though to no use, but still to look on you! K. John, A. 4, S. 1. A fearful eye thou haft; where is that blood, -By By this fcimitar, I would out-ftare the fterneft eyes that look, prey Merchant of Venice, A. 2, S. 1. That fame eye, whofe bend doth awe the world, 2 A pretty peat! 'tis best Put finger in the eye. Julius Cæfar, A. 1, S. 2. Taming of the Shrew, A. 1, S. 1. Would with themselves fhut up my thoughts. Tempeft, A. 2, S. 1. Never gaz'd the moon Upon the water, as he'll ftand and read, As 'twere my daughter's eyes. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, Winter's Tale, A. 4, S. 3o Tempest, A. 1, S. 2. And fay what thou feeft yond'. I would have broke mine eye-ftrings, crack'd them, but To look upon him, till the diminution Of space had pointed him fharp as my needle: 2 Pretty peat!] Peat, or pet, is a word of endearment, from petit, little, as if it meant pretty little thing. JOHNSON. "Pretty peat," is pretty lamb. A pet lamb is a lamb brought up in the houfe. A. B. The The fmallness of a gnat to air; and then Mine eyes Cymbeline, A. 1, S. 47 Were not in fault, for fhe was beautiful; Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart, That thought her like her feeming; it had been vicious, To have mistrusted her. Cymbeline, A. 5. S. 5. Like a cloistress, she will veiled walk, And water once a day her chamber round With eye-offending brine. O, when my eyes did fee Olivia first, Twelfth Night, A. 1, S. 1. Twelfth Night, A. 1, S. 1, Methought, fhe purg'd the air of peftilence. Methinks, I feel this youth's perfections, With an invifible and fubtle ftealth, To creep in at my eyes. Twelfth Night, A. 1, S. 5. Your eyes are lode-stars, and your tongue's fweet air, Alas! how is't with you? That you do bend your eye on vacancy, And with the incorporal air do hold difcourfe? Hamlet, A. 3, S. 4. Come, fir page, Look on me, with your welkin eye"; fweet villain! Winter's Tale, A. 1, S. 2. Why Welkin eye.] Blue eye; an eye of the fame colour With the welkin, or sky. JOHNSON. "A wel |