That we shall fee and know our friends in heaven; If that be true, I fhall fee my boy again. King John, A. 3, Where is your darling Rutland ? S. 4. Look, York; I ftain'd this napkin with the blood Henry VI. P. 3, A. 1, S. 4. My mother bows As if Olympus to a mole-hill should Coriolanus, A. 5, S. 3. Why doft not speak? Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man Than can our reasons. We were, fair queen, Coriolanus, A. 5, S. 3. Two lads, that thought there was no more behind, And to be boy eternal. Winter's Tale, A. 1, S. 2. Twelfth Night, A. 5. S. 1. BREATH. The deep-revolving witty Buckingham No more fhall be the neighbour to my counfels: Hath he fo long held out with me untir'd, And stops he now for breath? Richard III. A. 4, S. 2. Hinge thy knee, And let his very breath, whom thoul't obferve, Timon, A. 4, S. 3. She speaks poniards, and every word ftabs: if her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her, fhe would infect to the North star. Much ado about nothing, A. 2, S. 1. Here are fever'd lips, Parted with fugar breath; fo sweet a bar Should funder fuch fweet friends: here in her hairs Merchant of Venice, A. 3, S. 2. Give him no breath, but now Make boot of his distraction: never anger Made good guard for itself. Antony and Cleopatra, A. 4, S. 1. Still, methinks, There is an air comes from her; what fine chifel Could ever yet cut breath? For I will kifs her. Let no man mock me, O balmy breath, that doft almoft perfuade Othello, A. 5, S. 2. A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable; Beyond all manner of fo much I love you'. Lear, A. 1, S. 1. I Beyond all manner of fo much.] Beyond all affignable quan tity. BUSINESS. But this fwift business I must uneafy make, left too light winning Make the prize light. This is no mortal bufinefs, nor no found That the earth owes. I will feek him, fir, prefently; Tempeft, A. 1, S. 2. Tempeft, A. 1, S. 2. convey the business Lear, A. 1, S. 2. as I fhall find means, and acquaint you withal. My business in this state Made me a looker on here in Vienna, Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble, Till it o'er-run the stew. Measure for Measure, A. 5, S. 1. Our hands are full of business: let's away; Henry IV. P. 1, A. 3, S. 2.. tity. I love you beyond limits, and cannot fay it is fo much, for how much foever I should name, it would be yet more. JOHNSON. The prefent reading is harfh. I would ftrike out the prepofition of, and read and point thus: "A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable i. e. A love which cannot be expressed in words---a love of which you can have no conception. I A. B. Convey the business.] Convey, for introduce. But convey is a fine word, as alluding to the practice of clandeftine conveying goods, fo as not to be found upon the felon. WARBURTON. To convey, is rather to carry through, than to introduce; in this place it is to manage artfully. We fay of a juggler, that he has a clean conveyance. JOHNSON. "Convey the bufinefs" can mean nothing more than make him acquainted with the business, or break the business to him. Edmund, though he really means to manage artfully, would never intimate fo much to his father; but on the contrary, appear open and plain in his dealing. A. B. 1 am I am forry To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on The business present. Henry VIII. A. 1, S. 1. C. CALUM NY. RAISE her but for this her without-door form, PRichen buy faith deferves high speech) and ftraight The fhrug, the hum, or ha; these petty brands, Virtue itself;-these shrugs, these hums, and ha's, Winter's Tale, A. 2, S. 1. Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as fnow, thou fhalt not escape calumny. Hamlet, A. 3, S. 1. My place i' the state, Will fo your accufation over-weigh, That you fhall ftifle in your own report, And fimell of calumny. Meafure for Measure, A. 2, S. 4. I am right glad to catch this good occafion Moft thoroughly to be winnow'd, where my chaff • I am forry To fee you ta'en from liberty, to look on The bufinefs prefent.] I am forry that I am obliged to be prefent, and an eye-witnefs of your lofs of liberty. JOHNSON. Does it not rather mean, I am forry you are deprived of liberty, by which you will fee, or difcover, what bufinefs is now in hand. or going forward? A. B. There's Henry VIII. A. 5, S. 1. There's none ftands under more calumnious tongues, Than I myself. No might nor greatness in mortality Can cenfure 'scape; back-wounding calumny Meafure for Measure, A. 3, S. 2. Depart in peace: King John, A. 1, S. 1. Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France; King John, A. 2, S. 1. CAPACITY. Is of that nature, that to your huge store Wise things seem foolish, and rich things but poor. Love's Labour Loft, A. 5. S. 2, CELERITY. Celerity is never more admir'd, That by the negligent. Antony and Cleopatra, A. 3, S. 7. CEREMONY. And what art thou, thou idol ceremony? Wherein |