DELICACY OF Idleness. The hand of little employment hath the daintier sense. DELIGHTS. All delights are vain; but that most vain, H. v. 1. Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain. L. L. 1. 1. And in their triumph die; like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume; the sweetest honey And in the taste confounds the appetite: Therefore, love moderately; long love doth so ; DELIRIUM OF THE DYING. O vanity of sickness! fierce extremes, R. J. ii. 6. In their continuance will not feel themselves." Which, in their throng and press to that last hold, I am the cygnet to this pale-fac'd swan, Who chaunts a doleful hymn to his own death; And, from the organ-pipe of frailty, sings Ilis soul and body to their lasting rest. DELUSION (See also ILLUSION). 'Twas but a bolt of nothing, shot at nothing, The instruments of darkness tell us truths; K. J. v. 7. Cym. iv. 2. Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence. M. i. 3. And be these juggling fiends no more believ❜d, That palter with us in a double sense; That keep the word of promise to our ear, And break it to our hope. M. v. 7. Why, thou hast put him in such a dream, that, when the image of it leaves him, he must run mad. Thus may poor fools believe false teachers. This is the very coinage of your brain; Is very cunning in. T. N. ii. 5. Cym. iii. 4. H. iii. 4. DELUSION,-continued. Alas, how is't with you ? That you do bend your eyes on vacancy, Indeed, it is a strange disposed time: DENIAL OF JUSTICE (See also JUDGMENT, JUSTICE). Then, oh, you blessed ministers above, Keep me in patience; and, with ripen'd time, DEPRAVITY, YOUTHFUL. You're a fair viol, and your sense the strings; H. ii. 4. H. iii. 4 J.C. i. 3. M. M. v. 1. Would draw heaven down, and all the gods to hearken; Hell only danceth at so harsh a chime. P.P. i. 1. DEPRIVATION OF THINGS DISCLOSES THEIR VALUE. A.C. i. 2. DERANGEMENT, MENTAL (See also DESPONDENCY, MADNESS). A sight most pitiful in the meanest wretch; Past speaking of in a king. DESCRIPTION. K. L. iv. 6. I have cried her almost to the number of her hairs; I have drawn her picture with my voice. O, he hath drawn my picture in his letter! DESDEMONA. A maid That paragons description, and wild fame; P. P. iv. 3. L. L. v. 2. DESDEMONA,-continued. One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens, Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds, The gutter'd rocks, and congregated sands,- Their mortal natures, letting go safely by DESERT. O. ii. 1. O. ii. 1. Use every man according to his desert, and who shall escape whipping? use them after your own honour and dignity the less they deserve, the more merit is in your bounty. : O, your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it, But let desert in pure election shine. DESERTION. H. ii. 2. M. M. v. 1. Tit. And. i. 1. (That satiate yet unsatisfied desire, That tub both fill'd and running) ravening first Cym. i. 7. Happy! but most miserable Is the desire that's glorious. Blessed be those, Which seasons comfort. Cym. 1.7. DESOLATION. I, an old turtle, Will wing me to some wither'd bough; and there Lament till I am lost. Then was I as a tree W.T. v. 3. Whose boughs did bend with fruit; but in one night, DESOLATION,-continued. Shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves, Cym. iii. 3. Shipwreck'd upon a kingdom, where no pity, H. VIII. iii. 1. Alack, and what shall good old York there see, And what cheer there for welcome but my groans? DESPAIR. There's nothing in this world can make me joy; R. II. i. 2. Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man. I will despair, and be at enmity With cozening hope; he is a flatterer, A parasite, a keeper back of death, K. J. iii. 4. Who gently would dissolve the bands of life, Now let not Nature's hand Keep the wild flood confin'd! Let order die ! To feed contention in a lingering act; But let one spirit of the first-born Cain Reign in all bosoms, that, each heart being set On bloody courses, the rude scene may end, R. II. ii. 2. And darkness be the burier of the dead. H. IV. PT. II. i. 1. O sovereign mistress of true melancholy, The poisonous damp of night disponge upon me; That life, a very rebel to my will, May hang no longer on me; throw my heart Against the flint and hardness of my fault; Which, being dried with grief, will break to powder, I pull in resolution; and begin To doubt the equivocation of the fiend, O, I am fortune's fool! A. C. iv. 9. M. V. 5. R. J. iii. 1. DESPAIR,-continued. I shall despair.-There is no creature loves me; Nay, wherefore should they? since that I myself For now I stand as one upon a rock, They have tied me to the stake, I cannot fly, Take the hint Which my despair proclaims; let that be left I 'gin to be a-weary of the sun, R. III. v. 3. Tit. And. iii. 1. M. v. 7. A.C. iii. 9. And wish the estate of the world were now undone. M. v. 5. Your enemies, with nodding of their plumes, Fan you into despair. My very hairs do mutiny; for the white C. iii. 3. Reprove the brown for rashness; and they them A. C. iii. 9. DESPATCH. If it were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere well M. i. 7. Come, to the forge with it then; shape it; I would not have things cool. It makes us, or it mars us; think on that, Briefness, and fortune, work. We must do something, and i' the heat. DESPERATION. Some say he's mad; others, that lesser hate him, He cannot buckle his distemper'd cause Within the belt of rule. Fortune knows, M. W. iv. 2. 0. v. 1. K. L. ii. 1. K. L. i. 1. M. v. 2. We scorn her most when most she offers blows. A. C. iii. 9. Whip me, ye devils, From the possession of this heavenly sight! 0. v. 2 |