1 3. ELOQUENCE,-continued. That in the general bosom they do reign Of young When rank Thersites opes his mastiff jaws ELVES (See also FARIES, SPIRITS). Set roaring Poems. T.C. i. 8. Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves; I'll drown EMBLEM (See ROSES of YORK and LANCASTER). EMOTION (See also PASSIONS). ALTERNATING. I have felt so many quirks of joy, and grief, CONFLICTING. You have seen Those happy smiles Sunshine and rain at once. That play'd What on her ripe lip, seem'd not to know T. v. 1, A. W. iii. 2. guests were in her eyes; which parted thence As pearls from diamonds dropp'd. K. L. iv. 3. But, 0, the noble combat, that, twixt joy and sorrow EMOTIONS, CONFLICTING,-continued. was fought in Paulina! She had one eye declined for the loss of her husband; another elevated that the oracle was fulfilled; she lifted the princes from the earth; and so locks her in embracing, as if she would pin her to her heart. W.T. v. 2. SILENT. He has strangled His language in his tears. H.VIII. v. 1. Silence is the perfectest herald of joy. I were but little happy if I could say how much. EMULATION. For honour travels in a strait so narrow, M. A. ii. 1. Where one but goes abreast; keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons, That one by one pursue: If you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an entered tide, they all rush by, Or, like a gallant horse fallen in first rank, Lies there for pavement to the abject rear, END. O'er-run and trampled on: Then what they do in present, Though less than yours in past, must o'er-top yours. T. C. iii. 3. What will the line stretch out to the crack of doom? ENEMIES. You have many enemies, that know not Why they are so; but, like to village curs, M. iv. 1. H. VIII. ii. 4. If the enemy is an ass, and a fool, and a prating coxcomb, is it meet, think you, that we should also, look you, be an ass, and a fool, and a prating coxcomb? H. V. iv. 1. т.б ENGLAND (See also BRITAIN). This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This fortress built by nature for herself, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, Our sea-wall'd garden, the whole land, I will no more return, R. II. ii. 1. R. II. iii. 4. Till Angiers, and the right thou hast in France, This England never did, (nor never shall) 111 K. J. ii. 1. *Nought shall make us rue If England to herself do rest but true. O England, model to thy inward greatness, K. J. v. 7. What might'st thou do, that honour would thee do, H.V. ii. chorus. O nation, that thou could'st remove! -'s DEFENCE. Let us be back'd with God, and with the seas, ENGLISH, THE. K. J. v. 2. H. VI. PT. III. iv. 1. Would I had never trod this English earth, H. VIII. iii. 1. The men do sympathize with the mastiffs, in robustious and rough coming on, leaving their wits with their wives; and then give them great meals of beef, and iron, and steel, they will eat like wolves, and fight like devils. WRANGLERS. H. V. iii. 7. Be friends, you English fools, be friends; we have French quarrels enough, if you could tell how to reckon. H. V. iv. 1. ENJOYMENT, FREQUENCY OF, DIMINISHES PLEASURE. The nightingale in summer's front doth sing, Then when his mournful hymns did hush the night, And sweets grown common lose their dear delight. ENLARGEMENT. Ay, marry, now my soul hath elbow room. ENMITY. Poems. K. J. v. 7. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can tell who should down. 4. Y. i. 2. ENTERPRISE. Impossible be strange attempts, to those Of all exploits since first I follow'd arms, More venturous or desperate than this. ENVY. A. W. i. 1. H.VI. PT. 1. ii. 1. Know you not, master, to some kind of men Lean-fac'd Envy in her loathsome cave. Now I feel A. Y. ii. 3. H.VI. PT. II. iii. 2. Of what coarse metal ye are moulded,―envy. How eagerly yẹ follow my disgraces, As if it fed ye! and how sleek and wanton You have Christian warrant for them, and, no doubt, My heart laments, that virtue cannot live Out of the teeth of emulation. H.VIII. iii. 2. J.C. ii. 3. Men, that make H.VIII. v. 2. Envy, and crooked malice, nourishment, Dare bite the best. EPITHETS. Truly, master Holofernes, the epithets are sweetly varied, like a scholar at the least. Nobly he yokes L. L. iv. 2. A world A. W. i. I. A smiling with a sigh: as if the sigh Was that it was, for not being such a smile; The smile, mocking the sigh, that it would fly With winds, that sailors rail at. Thus ready for the way of life or death, 1 Cym. iv. 2. P. P. i. 1. |