COURTSHIP,-continued. If she deny to wed, I'll crave the day When I shall ask the banns, and when be married. I'll make my heaven in a lady's lap, And witch sweet ladies with my words and looks. T. S. ii. 1. H.VI. PT. III. iii. 2. My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore,-In faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; "Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful: She wish'd she had not heard it; yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me; I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake : O. i. 3. King Edward.-What love, think'st thou, I sue so much Make me a willow cabin at your gate, Take no repulse, whatever she doth say; Flatter and praise, commend, extol their graces; T. N. i. 5. Though ne'er so black, say they have angels' faces. Say, that upon the altar of her beauty You sacrifice your tears, your sighs, your heart: I tell you, father, T. G. iii. 1. T. G. iii. 2. COURTSHIP,-continued. They do consume the thing that feeds their fury: For I am rough, and woo not like a babe. Go then, my mother, to your daughter go; What! I that kill'd her husband, and his father, The bleeding witness of my hatred by; T. S. ii. 1. R. III. iv. 4. With God, her conscience, and these bars against me, But the plain devil and dissembling looks, And yet to win her,—all the world to nothing! R. III. i. 2. After your dire lamenting elegies, Visit by night your lady's chamber window, With some sweet concert; to their instruments Tune a deploring dump: the night's dead silence Will well become such sweet complaining grievance. Frame yourself To orderly solicits; and be friended Never give her o'er; For scorn at first, makes after-love the more. The count he wooes your daughter, She is a woman, therefore may be woo'd; T. G. iii. 2. Cym. ii. 3. T. G. iii. 1. A. W. iii. 7. Tit. And. ii. 1. COURTSHIP,-continued. Men are April when they woo, December when they wed: maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives. Was ever woman in this humour woo'd? Was ever woman in this humour won? A. Y. iv. 1. R. III. i. 2. Henceforth my wooing mind shall be express'd L. L. v. 2. COWARDS. His mind is not heroic, and there's the humour of it. M. W. i. 3. T. N. iii. 4 A coward, a most devout coward; religious in it. I know him a notorious liar; Think him a great way fool, solely a coward: You souls of geese, That bear the shapes of men, how have you run A. W. i. 1. Pluto and hell! All hurt behind; backs red, and faces pale With flight and agued fear! Mend, and charge home, So bees with smoke, and doves with noisome stench, C. i. 4. H.VI. PT. 1. 1. 5. The enemy full-hearted, Lolling the tongue with slaughtering, having work To fear the foe, since fear oppresseth strength, Сут. т. 3. R. II. iii. 2. COWARD,-continued. A coward is worse than a cup of sack with lime in it. Slander'd to death by villains; That dare as well answer a man, indeed, M. A. v. 1. Well, for two of them, I know them to be as true bred cowards as ever turned back; and for the third, if he fight longer than he sees reason, I'll forswear arms. H. IV. PT. I. i. 2. How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false M. V. iii. 2. A plague of all cowards, I say, and a vengeance too! The mouse ne'er shunn'd the cat, as they did budge Reproach and everlasting shame Did I but suspect a fearful man, C. i. 6. H.V. iv. 5. H.VI. PT. III. v. 4. To say the truth, this fact was infamous, H. VI. PT. 1. iv. 1. We took him for a coward, but he's the very devil incardinate. T. N. v. 1. Cowards father cowards, and base things sire base : All the contagion of the south light on you! Cym. iv. 2. You shames of Rome! You herd of,-Boils and plagues C. 1. 4. COWARD,-continued. He which hath no stomach to this fight, H.V. iv. 3. H.V. iv. 3. He's a great quarreller; and, but that he hath the gift of a coward, to allay the gust he hath in quarrelling, 'tis thought among the prudent, he would quickly have the gift of a grave. T. N. i. 3. In a retreat he outruns any lacquey; marry, in coming You are the hare of whom the proverb goes, I have fled myself; and have instructed cowards K. J. ii. 1. Cym. iii. 6. A. C. iii. 9. · Foul-spoken coward! that thunderest with thy tongue, Turn head and stop pursuit; for coward dogs So cowards fight when they can fly no further: H.V. ii. 4 H.VI. PT. III. i. 4 Cowards die many times before their deaths: The valiant never taste of death but once. COXCOMB (See also FRIBBLE). J.C. ii. 2. Believe me, an absolute gentleman, full of most excel- A man in all the world's new fashion planted, One, whom the music of his own vain tongue A man of compliments, whom right and wrong L. L. i. 1. |