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. INHUMANITY. I am sorry for thee; thou art come to answer O, be thou damn'd, inexorable dog! And for thy life let justice be accurs'd. Thou almost mak'st me waver in my faith That souls of animals infuse themselves Into the trunks of men. INJURED MAN. INN. M.V. iv. 1. M. V. iv. 1. He hath wronged me; indeed, he hath;-at a word, he hath;-believe me;-Robert Shallow, esquire, saith he is wrong'd. M. W. i. 1. I leave my duty a little unthought of, and speak out of my injury. T. N. v. 1. What, will you make a younker of me? shall I not take mine ease in mine inn, but I shall have my pocket picked. H. IV. PT. I. iii. 3. INNOCENCE. The trust I have is in mine innocence. H. IV. PT. II. iv. 4. Pure innocence hath never practis'd how To cloak offences. I humbly thank your highness: And am right glad to catch this good occasion Most thoroughly to be winnow'd, where my chaff There's none stands under more calumnious tongues We do not know How he may soften at the sight o' the child; Persuades, when speaking fails. Did I not tell you she was innocent? A thousand blushing apparitions start Poems. Poems. H.VIII. v. 1. W.T. ii. 2. M. A. v. 4. M. A. iv. 1. INNOCENCE,-continued. If powers divine Behold our human actions, (as they do) I doubt not then, but innocence shall make W.T. iii. 2. A. C. ii. 5. ITSELF, NOT EXEMPT FROM MISFORTUNE. INNOVATION. Thus we debase The nature of our seats, and make the rabble Call our cares, fears; which will in time break ope INSANITY. We are not ourselves, when nature, being oppress'd, INSECURITY. C. iii. 1. K. L. ii. 4 We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it; She'll close, and be herself; whilst our poor malice M. iii. 2. I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confin'd, bound in M. iii. 4. INSINUATION. Thou cried'st, Indeed? And didst contract and purse thy brow together, INSOLENCE. Ill deeds are doubled with an evil word. INSTRUMENT (See also PIPING, TOOL). May do a noble deed! INTEGRITY. Delay'd, O. iii. 3. C. E. iii. 2. A. C. v. 2. But nothing alter'd: What I was, I am. W.T. iv. 3. M. M. i. 1. INTEMPERANCE. Boundless intemperance In nature is a tyranny; it hath been The untimely emptying of the happy throne, INTENTIONS, Good, Defeated. We are not the first, Who, with best meaning, have incurr'd the worst INTENTS AND ACTS. His act did not o'ertake his bad intent; And must be buried but as an intent, M. iv. 3. K. L. v. 3. That perish'd by the way: thoughts are no subjects; M. M. v. 1. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: The genius, and the mortal instruments, INTERRUPTION, VIOLENT. And, like the tyrannous breathing of the north, INTRUDER. J.C. ii. 1. Cym. i. 4. What! dares the slave R. J. i. 5. Come hither, cover'd with an antic face, INVASION. There comes a power Into this scatter'd kingdom; who already, Shall we, upon the footing of our land, INVITATION. K.L. iii. 1. K. J. v. 1. If your love do not persuade you to come, let not my letter. M. V. iii. 2. INVOCATION. JOY. My father's wit, and my mother's tongue, assist me! LOYAL. God, and his angels, guard your sacred throne, POET'S. O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend SOLDIER'S. L. L. i. 2. H.V. i. 2. H.V. i. chorus. St. George, that swing'd the dragon, and e'er since, K. J. ii. 1. Take my cap, Jupiter, and I thank thee:-Hoo! Marcius is coming home! Why, hark you; The trumpets, sackbuts, psalteries, and fifes, Tabors, and cymbals, and the shouting Romans, C. ii. 1. Make the sun dance. But that I see thee here, C. v. 4 Thou noble thing! more dances my rapt heart C. iv. 5. There appears much joy in him; even so much that joy could not show itself modest enough, without a badge of bitterness. *** A kind overflow of kindness: There are no faces truer than those that are so washed. How much better is it to weep at joy, than to joy at weeping! IRRESOLUTION (See also HESITATION). Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win, By fearing to attempt. That we would do, M. A. i. 1. M. M. i. 5. We should do when we would; for this would changes, As there are tongues, are hands, are accidents; IRREVERENCE. H. iv. 7. Quaff'd off the muscadel, and threw the sops all in the sexton's face. T. S. iii. 2. |