IMPUDENCE. What! canst thou say all this, and never blush? IMPUTATION. To vouch this, is no proof; Without more certain and more overt test, Than these thin habits and poor likelihoods Of modern seeming do prefer against him. INCLINATION. To business that we love, we rise betimes, INCONSTANCY. Tit. And. v. 1. O. i. 3. A. C. iv. 4. O heaven! were man T.G. v. 4. But constant, he were perfect; that one error INCONTINENCE. Such an act, That blurs the grace and blush of modesty: O, she is fallen Into a pit of ink? that the wide sea Hath drops too few to wash her clean again; To her foul tainted flesh. Had it pleas'd heaven To try me with affliction; had he rain'd H. iii. 4. M. A. iv. 1. All kinds of sores, and shames, on my bare head; Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes; I should have found in some part of my soul A drop of patience: but (alas!) to make me I should make very forges of my cheeks, 0. iv. 2. Did I but speak thy deeds. 0. iv. 2. Look to her, Moor; have a quick eye to see; O. i. 3. Who art so lovely fair, and smell'st so sweet, That the sense aches at thee,-would, thou hadst ne'er been O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell, To flaming youth let virtue be as wax, And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame, 0. iv. 2. And reason panders will. If I do prove her haggard, H. iii. 4. Though that her jesses were my dear heart strings, To prey at fortune. INCORRIGIBLE. O. iii. 3. Double and treble admonition, and still forfeit in the same kind. This would make mercy swear and play the tyrant. INDEPENDENCE. I cannot tell, what you and other men Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be, as live to be INDIGNATION. M. M. iii. 2. J.C. i. 2. His indignation derives itself out of a very competent injury. T. N iii. 4. INFAMY. Wine lov'd I deeply; dice dearly; and in woman, outparamour'd the Turk. False of heart, light of ear, bloody of hand; hog in sloth, fox in stealth, wolf in greediness, dog in madness, lion in prey. K. L. iii. 4. INFANT RULER. Woe to that land that's govern'd by a child! R. III. ii. 3. INFATUATION. When we in our viciousness grow hard, In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us To our confusion. Thus hath the candle sing'd the moth. It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury. A.C. iii. 11. M.V. ii. 9. INFATUATION,-continued. Eating the air on promise of supply, Proper to madmen, led his powers to death, INFECTION. H. IV. PT. II. i. 3. And one infect another Against the wind a mile, INFIRMITY. Infirmity doth still neglect all office, Whereto our health is bound; we are not ourselves, GREATNEIS NOT EXEMPT FROM. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And, when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake: 'tis true, this god did shake: C. i. 4. K. L. ii. 4. And that same eye, whose bend doth awe the world, INFLEXIBILITY. (See also BOND). You may as well go stand upon the beech, J.C. i. 2. As seek to soften that-(than which what's harder?) Swear his thought over I'll have my bond; I will not hear thee speak: There's no more mercy in him than there is M. V. iv. 1. W.T. i. 2. M.V. iii. 3. milk in a C. v. 4. With one that I have bred? The gods !-It smites me A.C. v. 2. Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen Although thy breath be rude. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh, As benefits forgot; Though thou the waters warp, As friend remember'd not. I hate ingratitude more in a man, Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, I have kept back their foes While they have told their money; and let out Pr'ythee lead me in: There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny; 'tis the king's: my robe, A. Y. ii. 7. T. N. iii. 4. T. A. iii. 5. I dare now call my own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, I serv'd my king, he would not in mine age I had my trial; H. VIII. iii. 2. And, must needs say, a noble one; which makes me Yet thus far we are one in fortunes,-Both Fell by our servants, by those men we lov'd most; INGRATITUDE,-continued. Heaven has an end in all; yet, you that hear me, Where you are liberal of your loves, and counsels, H.VIII. ii. 1. For Brutus, as you know, was Cæsar's angel; For when the noble Cæsar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors' arms, Quite vanquish'd him: then burst his mighty heart; Even at the base of Pompey's statue, Which all the while ran blood, great Cæsar fell. J. C. iii. 2. Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-siz'd monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As done. T. C. iii. 3. Ingratitude is monstrous: and for the multitude to be ingrateful, were to make a monster of the multitude. I am rapt, and cannot cover The monstrous bulk of this ingratitude C. ii. 3. With any size of words. Being fed by us, you us’d us so, T. A. v. 1. As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird, That even our love durst not come near your sight, FILIAL (See also CHILDREN). H. IV. PT. I. v. 1. Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand, For lifting food to't? Ingratitude! thou marble-hearted fiend; More hideous when thou show'st thee in a child, Beloved Regan, Thy sister's naught: O Regan, she hath tied K. L. iii. 4. K. L. i. 4. K. L. ii. 4. |