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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.
Midfummer Night's Dream, A. 1, S. 1.

What peremptory eagle-fighted eye
Dares look upon the heaven of her brow,
That is not blinded by her majefty?

Love's Labour Loft, A. 4, S. 3.

My ashes, as the Phoenix, may bring forth
A bird, that will revenge upon you all,

And, in that hope, I throw mine eyes to heaven,
Scorning whate'er you can afflict me with.

Henry VI. P. 3. A. 1, S. 4.

This town is full of cozenage,

As, nimble jugglers, that deceive the eye,
Dark-working forcerers, that change the mind,
Soul-killing witches, that deform the body;
Difguifed cheaters, prating mountebanks.

Comedy of Errors, A. 1, S. 2.

Their horfemen fit like fixed candlesticks,
With torch-ftaves in their hand; and their poor jades
Lob down their heads, dropping their hides and hips;
The gum down-roping from their pale-dead eyes;
And in their pale dull mouths the gimmal bit
Lies foul with chew'd grafs, ftill and motionless.
Henry V. A. 4, S. 2.

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,
That hath not noble luftre in your eyes,
I see you stand like greyhounds in the flips,
Straining upon the start.

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
Did fcowl on Richard. Richard II. A. 5, S. 2.

You would have thought, the very windows fpake
So many greedy looks of young and old,
Through cafements darted their defiring eyes
Upon his visage.
Richard II. A. 5, S. 2.

O thou dull God, why ly'ft thou with the vile,
In loathfome beds, and leav'ft the kingly couch,
A watch-cafe, or a common larum bell?
Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast
Seal up the fhip-boy's eyes, and rock his brains
In cradle of the rude imperious furge;

And in the vifitation of the winds,

Who take the ruffian billows by the top,

Curling their monftrous heads, and hanging them,
With deaf'ning clamours in the flippery clouds,

That, with the hurly, death itfelf awakes?

Henry IV. P. 2, A. 3, S. 1.

The bird that hath been limed in a bush,
With trembling wings mifdoubteth every bush;
And I, the hapless male to one fweet bird,
Have now the fatal object in my eye,

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,
Having the fearful flying hare in fight,

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With

With fiery eyes, sparkling for very wrath,
And bloody fteel grafp'd in their ireful hands,
Are at our backs. Henry VI. P. 3, A. 2,
S. 5.

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;
Stops on a fudden, looks upon the ground,
Then lays his finger on his temple; straight,
Springs out into faft gait; then, ftops again,
Strikes his breast hard, and anon he casts
His eyes against the moon.

Henry VIII. A. 3, S. 2.
What means that hand upon that breaft of thine?
Why holds thine eye the lamentable rheum,
Like a proud river peering o'er his bounds?

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,
That I have feen inhabit in those cheeks?
So foul a fky clears not without a storm;
Pour down thy weather. King John, A. 4, S. 2.

-By

By this fcimitar,

I would out-ftare the fterneft eyes that look,
Out-brave the heart moft daring on the earth,
Pluck the young fucking cubs from the fhe-bear,
Yea, mock the lion when he roars for
To win thee, lady.

prey

Merchant of Venice, A. 2, S. 1.

That fame eye, whofe bend doth awe the world,
Did lofe his luftre; I did hear him groan;
Ay, and that tongue of his, that bade the Romans
Mark him, and write his speeches in their books,
Alas! it cry'd, give me fome drink, Titinius,
As a fick girl.

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A pretty peat! 'tis best

Put finger in the eye.

Julius Cæfar, A. 1, S. 2.

Taming of the Shrew, A. 1, S. 1.
I wish mine eyes

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:
Nay, follow'd him, till he had melted from

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
Have ́turn'd mine eye, and wept.

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.
Oh, happy fair!

Your eyes are lode-stars, and your tongue's fweet air,
More tuneable than lark to fhepherd's ear,
When wheat is green, when hawthorn buds appear.
-Midfummer Night's Dream, A. 1, S. 1.

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.

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