SYMPATHY,-continued. OI have suffer'd With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel Was this a face To be expos'd against the warring winds? T. i. 2 K. L. iv. 7. And wast thou fain, poor father, To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn, All All bless'd secrets, you unpublish'd virtues of the earth Spring with my tears! be aidant, and remediate, K. L. iv. 7. K. L. iv. 4. K. L. iii. 6. The mind much sufferance doth o'er-skip, When grief hath mates. That I am wretched, Makes thee the happier: Heavens, deal so still! Let the superfluous, and lust-dieted man, That slaves your ordinance, that will not see Because he doth not feel, feel your power quickly; So distribution should undo excess, And each man have enough. If sorrow can admit society K. L. iv. 1. R.III. iv. 4. Tell o'er your woes again by viewing mine. 364 K. L. iii. 4. TABLE TALK. T. Pray thee, let it serve for table talk; TAILOR. M. V. iii. 5. O, monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou thread, Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail, T. S. iv. 3. H. i. 4. C. i. 1. O. i. 3. Tit. And. iii. 2. W. T. ii. 1. M. V. iii. 1. But it is true, without any slips of prolixity, or crossing the plain highway of talk. An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told. R. III. iv. 4. Mark how a plain tale shall put you down. OF WOE II. IV. PT. I. ii. 1. Floods of tears will drown my oratory And break my very utterance. Tit. And. v. 3. In winter's tedious nights sit by the fire Aud, ere thou bid good night, to quit their grief, TALE OF WOE,-continued. Tell them the lamentable fall of me, TALKER (See also BABBLER). Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool R. II. v. 1. Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own! H.IV. PT. 1. i. 3. If you be not mad, be gone; if you have reason, be brief; 'tis not that time of the moon with me, to make one in so skipping a dialogue. A knave very voluble. TAPSTER. T. N. i. 5. Five years! by'r lady, a long lease for the clinking of pewter. H. IV. PT. 1. ii. 4. That ever this fellow should have fewer words than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman! His industry is-up stairs, and down stairs; and his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. H. IV. PT. 1. ii. 4. TAXATION. We must not rend our subjects from our laws, Large-handed robbers your grave masters are, H. VIII. i. 2. By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, T. A. iv. 1. J. C. iv 3. Come, there is no more tribute to be paid: our kingdom is stronger than it was at that time; and, as I said, there is no more such Cæsars: other of them may have crooked noses; but, to owe such straight arms, none. The commons hath he pill'd with grievous taxes, And lost their hearts. Cym. iii 1. R. II. ii. 1. If Cæsar can hide the sun from us with a blanket, or put the moon in his pocket, we will pay him tribute for light. TEARS (See also GRIEF, LAMENTATION, SORROW). Let me wipe off this honourable dew, Cym. iii. 1. K. J. ii. 1. TEARS,-continued. My heart hath melted at a lady's tears, But this effusion of such manly drops, This shower, blown up by tempest of the soul, Silver-shedding tears. K. J. v. 2. T. G. iii. 1. Those eyes of thine, from mine have drawn salt tears, R. III. i. 2. My manly eyes did scorn an humble tear; Sad unhelpful tears. R. III. i. 2. H.VI. PT. II. iii. 1. I did not think to shed a tear And wet his grave with my repentant tears. See, see, what showers arise, H.VIII. iii. 2. R. III. i. 2. J.C. iii. 1. H.VI. PT. III. ii. 5. The pretty and sweet manner of it forc'd But all my mother came into mine eyes, Raining the tears of lamentation. Friends, I owe more tears, To this dead man, than you shall see me pay. When I did name her brothers, then fresh tears H.V. iv. 6. L. L. v. 2. J.C. v. 3. A. W. i. 1. Tit. And. iii. 1. And he, a marble to her tears, is washed by them, and relents not. M. M. iii. 1. TEARS,-continued. Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes, OPTICAL ILLUSIONS OF. Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows, K. J. iv. 3. R. II. ii. 2. Alas, poor man! grief hath so wrought on him, AND SIGHS. The tide! Why, man, if the river were dry, I am able to fill it with my tears; if the wind were down, I could drive the boat with my sighs. TEDIOUSNESS. This will last out a night in Russia, When nights are longest there: I'll take my leave, But, truly, for mine own part, if I were as T. G. ii. 3. M. M. ii. 1. M. A. iii. 5. tedious as a all of your M. A. iii. 5. Ask God for temperance, that's the appliance only TEMPERS. Now, by two-headed Janus, H. VIII. i. 1. Nature hath form'd strange fellows in her time: And other of such vinegar aspect, That they'll not show their teeth in way of smile. M.F. i. 1. |