DREAMS,-continued.
And thus hath so bestirr'd thee in thy sleep,
That beads of sweat have stood upon thy brow,
Like bubbles on a late disturbed stream:
And in thy face strange motions have appear'd,
Such as we see when men restrain their breath
On some great sudden haste.

H. IV. PT. I. ii. 3.

There is some ill a-brewing toward my rest,
For I did dream of money bags to-night.
Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls.
There are a kind of men so loose of soul,
That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs.

DRESS (See also ADVICE TO A YOUNG MAN).

M. V. ii. 5. R. III. v. 3.

O. iii. 3.

T. S. iv. 3.

For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich;
And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds,
So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
What, is the jay more precious than the lark,
Because his feathers are more beautiful?
Or is the adder better than the eel,
Because his painted skin contents the eye?
And now, my honey love,

We will return unto thy father's house;
And revel it as bravely as the best;

T. S. iv. 3.

With silken coats, and caps, and golden rings,
With ruffs, and cuffs, and farthingales, and things:
With scarfs, and fans, and double change of bravery,
And amber bracelets, beads, and all this knavery.
The tailor stays thy leisure,

T. S. iv. 3

To deck thy body with his rustling treasure.
My dukedom to a beggarly denier,
I do mistake my person all this while:
Upon my life, she finds, although I cannot,
Myself to be a marvellous proper man.
I'll be at charges for a looking-glass;
And entertain a score or two of tailors,
To study fashions to adorn my body.
Since I am crept in favour with myself,
I will maintain it with some little cost.
The gown? why, ay ;-Come, tailor, let us see't.
O mercy, God! what masking stuff is here?
What's this? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-cannon:
What! up and down, carv'd like an apple-tart?
Here's snip, and nip, and cut, and slish, and slash,
Like to a censer in a barber's shop:-
Why, what, o' devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this?

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R. III. i. 2.

T. S. iv. 3.

DRESS,-continued.

Cloten.-Thou villain base,

Know'st thou not me by my cloaths?
Guiderius.-No, nor thy tailor, rascal,

Who is thy grandfather: he made those cloaths,
Which, as it seems, make thee.

Cym. iv. 2.

I will never trust a man again for keeping his sword clean; nor believe he can have every thing in him for keeping his apparel neatly.

DROWNING.

Lord! methought what pain it was to drown!
What dreadful noise of water in my ears!
What sights of ugly death within mine eyes!
Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks;
A thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon.

Often did I strive

To yield the ghost; but still the envious flood
Kept in my soul, and would not let it forth
To seek the empty, vast, and wand'ring air:
But smother'd it within my panting bulk,
Which almost burst to belch it in the sea.

A. W. iv. 3.

R. III. i. 4.

R. III. i. 4.

A pox of drowning thyself! it is clean out of the way.

DRUMS.

Strike up the drums: and let the tongue of war
Plead for our interest.

Do but stir

An echo with the clamour of thy drum,
And even at hand a drum is ready brac'd,
That shall reverberate all as loud as thine;
Sound but another, and another shall,
As loud as thine, rattle the welkin's ear,
And mock the deep mouth'd thunder.

He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty

O. i. 3.

K. J. v. 2.

K. J. v. 2.

orator.
A. W. v. 3.

I'll no more drumming; a plague of all drums.

DRUNKARD (See WINE).

A howling monster: a drunken monster.

A. W.iv. 3.

T. iii. 2.

O that men should put an enemy into their mouths, to steal away their brains!-that we should, with joy, revel, pleasure, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts!

0. in 3.

DRUNKARD,-continued.

O monstrous beast!-how like a swine he lies!

T. S. IND. 1.

When he is best, he is little worse than a man; and when he is worst, he is little better than a beast.

M.W. i. 2.

Every inordinate cup is unblessed, and the ingredient is a devil.

O. ii. 3.

Like a drowned man, a fool, and a madman; one draught above heat makes him a fool; the second mads him; and a third drowns him.

You see this fellow that is gone before ;

He is a soldier fit to stand by Cæsar

And give direction: and do but see his vice;
"Tis to his virtue a just equinox,

The one as long as th' other.

T. N. i. 4.

O. ii. 3.

I will ask him for my place again; he shall tell me, I am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra, such an answer would stop them all. To be now a sensible man, by and by a fool, and presently a beast.

One drunkard loves another of the name.

He'll be as full of quarrel and offence

O. ii. 3. L. L. iv. 3.

O. ii. 3.

As my young mistress' dog.

I will, like a true drunkard, utter all to thee.

And now, in madness,

M. A. iii. 3.

Being full of supper, and distempering draughts,

Upon malicious bravery dost thou come,

To start my quiet.

They were red hot with drinking;

So full of valour that they smote the air

For breathing in their faces; beat the ground
For kissing of their feet.

O. i. 1.

T. iv. 1.

Do not think, gentlemen, I am drunk ;-this is my antient;-this is my right hand, and this my left hand :---I am not drunk:-I can stand well enough; and speak well enough: Why, very well then; you must not think then that I am drunk. O. ii. 3.

PIOUS.

I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick; if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the fear of God, and not with drunken knaves. M. W. i. 1.

DUELLIST.

Room for the incensed worthies.

L. L. v. 2.

DUELLIST,-continued.

Thou art one of those fellows, that, when he enters the
confines of a tavern, claps me his sword upon the table,
and says, God send me no need of thee! and, by the ope-
ration of the second cup, draws it on the drawer, when,
indeed, there is no need."
R. J. iii. 1.

If wrongs be evils, and enforce us kill,
What folly 'tis to hazard life for ill.

T. A. iii. 5.

Your words have took such pains, as if they labour'd
To bring manslaughter into form, set quarrelling
Upon the head of valour; which, indeed,

Is valour misbegot, and came into the world
When sects and factions were but newly born. T. A. iii. 5.
He is a devil in a private brawl: souls and bodies hath
he divorced three; and his incensement at this moment is
so implacable, that satisfaction can be none but by pangs
of death and sepulchre; hob, nob, is his word; give't, or
take't.
T. N. iii. 4.

DUEL PREVENTED.

Boys of art, I have deceived you both; I have directed you to wrong places: your hearts are mighty, and your skins are whole, and let burnt sack be the issue.

DULNESS.

M. W. iii. 1.

Cudgel your brains no more about it; for your will never mend his pace with beating.

DUNS.

They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot

dull ass

H. v. 1.

Do what they would; are sorry-you are honourable,→
But yet they could have wish'd-they knew not-but
Something hath been amiss-a noble nature

May catch a wrench-would all were well-'tis pity—
And so, intending other serious matters,

After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,

With certain half caps, and cold moving nods,
They froze me into silence.

T. A. ii. 2.

DUPE.

Whose nature is so far from doing harms,

That he suspects none; on whose foolish honesty
My practices ride easy.

107

K. L. i. 2.

My desire,

More sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth. T. N. iii. 3.

EARTHQUAKES.

Diseased nature oftentimes breaks forth

In strange eruptions: and the teeming earth

Is with a kind of cholic pinch'd and vex'd

By the imprisoning of unruly wind

Within her womb; which, for enlargement striving,
Shakes the old beldame earth, and topples down
Steeples and moss-grown towers.

ECHO.

H. IV. PT. I. iii. 1.

Let us sit,

And, whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds,
Replying shrilly to the well-tun'd horns,

As if a double hunt were heard at once.

Tit. And. ii. 3.

My hounds shall make the welkin answer them,

And fetch shrill echoes from the hollow earth. T. S. IND. 2.

There's not one wise man among twenty that will praise

himself.

ELEPHANT.

The Elephant hath joints, but none for legs are legs for necessity, not for flexure.

ELEVATION OF SOUL.

I have

Immortal longings in me.

ELOQUENCE.

Some there are

M. A. v. 4.

courtesy: his T.C. ii. 3.

Who on the tip of their persuasive tongue
Carry all arguments and questions deep;
And replication prompt, and reason strong,
To make the weeper smile, the laugher weep.
They have the dialect and different skill,
Catching all passions in their craft of will.

A. C. v. 2.