AFFECTED SPEAKERS. These new tuners of accents. Affliction is enamour'd of thy parts, AGE. The silver livery of advised age. R. J. ii. 4. R. J. iii. 3 H. VI. PT. II. v. 2. Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth, that Youth no less becomes Though now this grained face of mine be hid H. iv. 7. C. E. v. 1. I would there were no age between ten and three-and- His silver hairs. And buy men's voices to commend our deeds: As you are old and reverend you should be wise. When age is in the wit is out. Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant age, Į. Ċ. ii. 1. K. L. i. 4. M. A. iii. 5. H. VI. PT. 1. iii. 2. AGE AND FRAILTY. The blood of youth burns not with such excess L. L. v. 2. Thou should'st not have been old before thou had'st been wise. K. L. i. 5. AND GRIEF. I am old now, K. L. v. 3. And these same crosses spoil me. ! grief hath chang'd me since you saw me last; And careful hours, with Time's deformed hand, Ire written strange defeatures in my face. C. E. v. 1. What sti is this? what tumult's in the heavens? ས་ What's the business, H. VI. PT. I. i. 4 That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley Silence that dreadful bell, it frights the isle ALLEGIANCE. Your highness' part Is to receive our duties: and our duties M. ii. 3. O. ii. 3. Are to your drone and state, children and servants; AMAZEMENT. M. i. 4. But the changes I perceived in the king and Camillo, were very notes of admiration: they seemed almost; with staring on one another, to tear the cases of their eyes; there was speech in their dumbness, language in their very gesture; they looked, as they had heard of a world ransomed, or one destroyed. A notable passion of wonder appeared in them but the wisest beholder, that knew no more but seeing, could not say if the importance were joy or sorrow: but in the extreity of one it must be. W. T. v. 2, AMBITION. The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream. H. ii. 2. I hold ambition of so airy and light a quality, that it is but a shadow's shadow. "Tis a common proof That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees Ye gods, it doth amaze me, A man of such a feeble temper should What see'st thou there? King Henry's diadem, As to vouchsafe one glance unto the ground, That is a step, H. ii. 2. J. C. ii. 4. J. C. i. 2. H. VI. PT. II. i. 2. On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only The devil speed him! no man's pie is freed Follow I must, I cannot go before, M. i. 4. M. i. 7. H. VIII. i. 1. While Glo'ster bears this base and humble mind. I would remove these tedious stumbling blocks, H. VI. PT. II. i. 2. Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere; H. IV. PT. II v. 4. AMBITION,-continued. The noble Brutus DEFEATED. People, and senators! be not affrighted; J. C. iii. 2. Fly not; stand still:-ambition's debt is paid. J. C. iii. 1. ALLOY, UNIVERSAL, IN THIS PROBATIONARY LIFE. Unruly blasts wait on the tender spring, Unwholesome weeds take root with precious flowers; AMEN Poems. Let me say, Amen, betimes, lest the devil cross my prayer. AMENDMENT (See also REFORM). God mend all. ANCESTRY (See also LINEAGE). M. V. iii. 1. H. VIII. i. 3. Look in the chronicles, we came in with Richard con queror. ANGER (See also FURY-RAGE). To be in anger is impiety, But who is man that is not angry. Never anger made good guard for itself. The harm of unscann'd swiftness, will, too late, Stay, my lord! And let your reason with your choler question It were for me T. S..IND. 1 T. A. iii. 5. A. C. iv. 1. C. iii. 1. H. VIII. i. 1. To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods ; Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool A. C. iv. 13. Art thou, to break into this woman's mood. H. IV. PT. 1. i. 3. Now, by the ground that I am banish'd from, ANGER,-continued. Though standing naked on a mountain top, H. VI. PT. II. iii. 2. R. J. iii. 1. Away to heaven, respective lenity, H. IV. PT. I. i. 3. A plague upon them! wherefore should I curse them? Be advis'd; H. VI. PT. II. iii. 2. Heat not a furnace for your foes so hot, H. VIII. i. 1. O, that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth! I am about to weep; but, thinking that We are a queen, (or long have dream'd so) certain, O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb H. VIII. ii. 4. J. C. iv. 3 |