The prefence of a king engenders love
Amongst his fubjects, and his loyal friends.

Henry VI. P. 1, A. 3, S. 1.
The ceafe of majesty

Dies not alone; but, like a gulf, doth draw
What's near it, with it: it is a maffy wheel,
Fix'd on the fummit of the highest mount,
To whofe huge spokes ten thousand leffer things
Are mortis'd and adjoin'd, which, when it falls,
Each small annexment, petty confequence, i
Attends the boisterous ruin.

Hamlet, A. 3, S. 3. To beg

Enfranchisement immediate on his knees:
Which on the royal party granted once,
His glittering arms he will commend to ruft,
His barbed feeds to ftables, and his heart
To faithful fervice of your majefty.

Richard II. A. 3, S. 3,

O majesty!

When thou doft pinch thy bearer, thou dost sit

Like a rich armour worn in heat of day,

That fcalds with fafety.

Henry IV. P. 2, A. 4, S. 4.

With many holiday and lady terms

He queftion'd me; among the reft, demanded

My prifoners, in your majefty's behalf.

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

MAL I C E.

Kneel not to me:

The power that I have on you, is to spare you:
The malice towards you, to forgive you; live,
And deal with others better. Cymbeline, A. 5, S. 5.

Fie, uncle Beaufort! I have heard you preach,
That malice was a great and grievous fin:

And

And will not you maintain the thing you teach,
But prove a chief offender in the fame?

:

Efpous'd to death, with blood he feal'd

A teftament of noble-ending love.

The pretty and fweet manner of it forc'd

Thofe waters from me, which I would have ftopp'd; But I had not fo much of man in me,

But all my mother came into mine eyes,

And gave me up to tears.

Henry V. A. 4, S. 6.

In fuch cases,

Men's natures wrangle with inferior things,

Though great ones are their object. 'Tis ev'n fo.
For let our finger ach, and it endues

Our other healthful members, ev'n to a fenfe

Of pain'.

Othello, A. 3, S. 4.

Yet fhe muft die, elfe fhe'll betray more men.
Put out the light, and then-Put out the light!
If I quench thee, thou flaming minister,

I can again thy former light reftore

Should I repent me:-but once put out thy light,
Thou cunning'ft pattern of excelling nature,

I know not where is that Promethean heat,
That can thy light relumine.

Othello, A. 5, S. 2.

Bring me unto my trial when you will.

Dy'd he not in his bed? where should he die?

1 For let our finger ach, and it endues

Our other healthful members, with a sense

Of pain.] I believe it fhould be rather fubdues our other

healthful members to a sense of pain."

JOHNSON. Endues," I believe, fhould be induces; i. e. brings on, fuperinduces. The paffage fhould be printed thus:

"For let our finger ach, and it induces

"A fenfe of pain e'en to our healthful members."

A. B.

Can

Can I make men live, whe'r they will or no?-
Oh! torture me no more, I will confefs.

Henry VI. P. 2, A. 3, S. 3,

Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice: his reafons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bufhels of chaff; you shall seek all day ere you find them; and, when you have them, they are not worth the search.

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

If to do, were as eafy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages, prince's palaces.

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

The painting is almost the natural man ;

For fince difhonour trafficks with man's nature,
He is but outfide: thefe pencil'd figures are

Even fuch as they give out.

Timon of Athens, A. 1, S. 1.

A barren-fpirited fellow, one that feeds

On objects, arts, and imitations;

Which, out of use, and stal'd by other men,
Begin his fashion: do not talk of him,

But as a property.

I.

Julius Cæfar, A. 4, S. T.

Oh, what may man within him hide,
Though angel on the outward fide!

Measure for Measure, A. 3, S. 2.

Dishonest wretch !

Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice?

Measure for Measure, A. 3, S. 1.

Men give like gods.

When maidens fue,

Meafure for Measure, A. 1, S. 5.

Could great men thunder

As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet,

For

For every pelting', petty officer,
Would use his heaven for thunder.

Meafure for Measure, A. 2, S. 2. - Man! proud man,

(Dreft in a little brief authority;

Moft ignorant of what he's most affur'd,
His glaffy effence) like an angry ape,

Plays fuch fantastic tricks before high heaven,
As make the angels weep.

Measure for Measure, A. 2, S. 2.

Great men may jeft with faints: 'tis wit in them;

But, in the lefs, foul profanation.

Measure for Measure, A. 2, S. 2.

Men fo noble,

However faulty, yet fhould find respect

For what they have been: 'tis a cruelty,

To load a falling man.

Henry VIII. A. 5, S. 2. Men, that make

nourishment,

Envy, and crooked malice,

Dare bite the best.

Henry VIII. A. 5, S. 2.

This imperious man will work us all

From princes into pages; all men's honours
Lie like one lump before him, to be fashion'd
Into what pitch he please. Henry VIII. A. 2, S. 2.
He was a man

Of an unbounded ftomach, ever ranking
Himself with princes; one, that by fuggeftion
Ty'd all the kingdom: fimony was fair play;
His own opinion was his law: I' the prefence
He would fay untruths; and be ever double,
Both in his words and meaning: he was never,
But where he meant to ruin, pitiful :

1- pelting.] i, e. Paltry.

STEEVENS.

Pelting" is noify, turbulent. See note on King Lear, page 45.

A. B.

His promifes were, as he then was, mighty;
But his performance, as he is now, nothing.

Henry VIII. A. 4, S. 2.

* I fee, that men make hopes in fuch affairs,
That we'll forfake ourselves. Give me that ring.
All's well that ends well, A. 4, S. 2.
The jewel, beft enamelled,

Will lofe his beauty; and the gold 'bides ftill,
That others touch; yet often touching will
Wear gold and fo no man; that hath a name,
But falfehood and corruption doth it shame.

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

Wife men ne'er fit and wail their lofs,
But cheerly feek how to redress their harms.
What though the maft be now blown over-board,
The cable broke, our holding anchor loft,

And half our failors fwallow'd in the flood?
Yet lives our pilot ftill. Henry VI. P. 3, A. 5, S. 4.

A lionefs, with udders all drawn dry,

Lay couching, head on ground, with cat-like watch, When that the fleeping man should ftir; for 'tis

1 I see that men make hopes in fuch affairs.] The folio editions read:

make ropes in fuch a fcarre."

The emendation was introduced by Mr. Rowe. Ray fays, that fcarre is a cliff of a rock, or a naked rock on dry land, from the Saxon carre, cautes.

STEEVENS.

"Make ropes in fuch a fcarre." The paffage is undoubtedly corrupt; but the reading propofed by Mr. Rowe is poor and bald indeed! If for "ropes" we read japes, and for "fcarre" feathe, both which words were eafily mistaken in tranfcribing, we fhall, I believe, discover the meaning of the speech. Jape is jeft, and feathe is injury. I read,

i. l.

"I fee that men make japes of such a scathe:

"That we'll forfake ourselves."

"I know that men are apt to make a jest of such injuries, and to think that they may rely on our weakness for fuccefs." This is the language which a woman of virtue may well be fuppofed to hold to the man who is endeavouring to feduce her.

A. B.

The