NEWS,-continued. The whilst the iron did on the anvil cool, Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death. Tell him, there's a post come from my master, with his horn full of news. Ere I was risen from the place that show'd Stew'd in his haste, half breathless, panting forth After him, came spurring hard, A gentleman almost forspent with speed; I did demand what news from Shrewsbury. He told me, that rebellion had bad luck, K. J. iv. 2. M. V. v. 1. K. L. ii. 4.. H. IV. PT. II. i. 1. Seek him, Titinius; whilst I go to meet The noble Brutus, thrusting this report Into his ears: I may say, thrusting it; For piercing steel, and darts envenomed, Shall be as welcome to the ears of Brutus, As tidings of this sight. Tedious it were to tell, and harsh to hear. My ears are stopp'd, and cannot hear good news, I drown'd these news in tears. J. C. v. 3. T. S. iii. 2. T. G. iii. 1. H.VI. PT. III. ii. 1. News, fitted to the night: K. J. v. 6 Master, master! news, old news, and such news as you never heard of. T. S. iii. 2. NEWS,-continued. Ram thou thy fruitful tidings in mine ears, That long time have been barren. A. C. ii. 5 Such a deal of wonder is broken out within this hour, that the ballad-makers cannot be able to express it. W.T. v. 2. Let not your ears despise my tongue for ever, M. iv. 3. K. J. v.7. H. IV. PT. 1. ii. 4. My heart hath one poor string to stay it by, O, slaves, I can tell you news; news, you rascals. C. iv. 5. There might you have beheld one joy crown another; so, and in such manner, that, it seemed, sorrow wept to take leave of them; for their joy waded in tears. There was casting up of eyes, holding up of hands; with countenance of such distraction, that they were to be known by garment, not by favour. W.T. v. 2. Thy father's beard is turned white with the news; you may buy land now as cheap as stinking mackarel. H. IV. PT. I. ii. 4. Pr'ythee, friend, Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear, Where have you lurk'd, that you make doubt of it? A. C. ii. 5. H. IV. PT. II. i. 1. Like an old tale still; which will have matter to rehearse, though credit be asleep, and not an ear open. How goes it now, Sir; this news, which is is so like an old tale, that the verity of it is suspicion. The nature of bad news infects the teller. W. T. v. 2. called true, in strong W. T. v. 2. A. C. i. 2 With news the time's with labour; and throes forth NEWS, STALE. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave, NEW GOVERNOR. Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newness; A horse whereon the governor doth ride, Who, newly in the seat, that it may know Ile can command, let's it straight feel the spur: Or in his eminence that fills it up, I stagger in:-But this new governor Awakes me all the enrolled penalties, H. i. 5. Which have, like unscour'd armour, hung by the wall So long, that nineteen zodiacs have gone round, And none of them been worn; and, for a name, Now puts the drowsy and neglected act When creeping murmur, and the poring dark, Fill the wide vessel of the universe. M. M. i. 3. R. J. ii. 4. H. V. iv. chorus. The dragon wing of night o'er-spreads the earth. T. C. v. 9. The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day Is crept into the bosom of the sea; And now loud howling wolves arouse the jades H. VI. PT. II. iv. 1. Now o'er the one half world Whose howl's his watch, thus, with his stealthy pace, Stumbling night. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold: There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st, M. ii. 1. K. J. v. 5. M.V. v. 1. NIGHT,-continued. Vaporous night approaches. Now the hungry lion roars, And the wolf behowls the moon; Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves all gaping wide, By the triple Hecate's team, To sweep the dust behind the door. Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-brow'd M. M. iv. 1. M. N. v. 2. night, R. J. iii. 2. The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve:— M. N. v. 1. To bed, to bed: Sleep kill those pretty eyes, T. C. iv. 2 Beshrew the witch: with venomous wights she stays, As tediously as hell; but flies the grasps of love, With wings more momentary-swift than thought. T.C.iv.2 Pitchy night. 'Tis now the very witching time of night, A. W. iv. 4 When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out H. iii. 1. H. VI. PT. 11. i. 4. The time when screech-owls cry, and ban-dogs howl. Hark! peace! It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bell-man, M. ii. 2. Thou sober-suited matron, all in black. And to the nightingale's complaining notes, NOBILITY. R.J.. T.G. v. 4. He seems to be the more noble in being fantastical: great man, I'll warrant. O, that your young nobility could judge, W.T. iv. 3. They that stand high, have many blasts to shake them; NOSE. R. III. i. 3. A good nose is requisite, to smell out work for the other senses. W. T. iv. 3. All that follow their noses are led by their eyes, but blind men; and there's not a nose among twenty but can smell him that's stinking. K. L. ii. 4. Fool.-Can'st tell, why one's nose stands i' the middle of his face? Lear.-No. Fool.-Why, to keep his eyes on either side his nose; that what a man cannot smell out, he may spy into. K. L. i. 5. There is a fellow somewhat near the door, he should be a brazier by his face, for o' my conscience, twenty of the dog-days now reign in's nose; all that stand about him are under the line, they need no other penance. NOTES. I will make a prief of it in my note book. NOVELTIES. H.VIII. v. 3. M. W. i. 1 That all, with one consent, praise new born gawds, More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. The present eye praises the present object. New customs, Though they be never so ridiculous, T.C. iii. 3. Nay, let them be unmanly, yet are follow'd. H. VIII. i. 3 NUN. Question your desires; Know of your youth, examine well your blood, a |