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IRRITABILITY (See also QUARREL).

Come, come, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood as any in
Italy.

Being incens'd, he's flint;

As humorous as winter, and as sudden
As flaws congealed in the spring of day.
His temper therefore must be well observ'd:
Chide him for faults, and do it reverently,
When you perceive his blood inclin❜d to mirth;'
But, being moody, give him line and scope,
Till that his passions, like a whale on ground,

R. J. iii. 1.

Confound themselves with working. H. IV. PT. II. iv. 4. A very little thief of occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience.

JUDGES, DILATORY.

C. ii. 1.

You dismiss the controversy bleeding, the more entangled by your hearing.

JUDGMENT, JUSTICE.

C. ii. 1.

I stand for judgment: answer; shall I have it? M.V. iv. 1.
Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all. H. VI.
A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel!
To offend and judge, are distinct offices,
And of opposed natures.

PT. II. iii. 3.

M.V. iv. 1.

M.V. ii. 9.

O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts,

And men have lost their reason.

J.C. iii. 2.

The urging of that word judgment hath bred a kind of remorse in me.

R. III. i. 4.

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You justicers, that these poor nether crimes
So speedily can venge!

K. L. iv. 2.

O, I were damn'd beyond all depth in hell,
But that I did proceed upon just grounds

To this extremity.

All friends shall taste

0. v. 2.

The wages of their virtue, and all foes

The cup of their deservings.

K. L. v. 3.

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices

Make instruments to scourge us.

K. L. v. 3.

JUDGMENT, JUSTICE,-continued.

Thyself shalt see the act:
For, as thou urgest justice, be assur'd,
Thou shalt have justice, more than thou desir'st.

And where the offence is, let the great axe fall.

M.V. iv. 1.

H. iv. 5.

Robes and furr'd gowns hide all. Plate sin with gold,
And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks:
Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it. K. L. iv. 6.

In the corrupted currents of this world,
Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice;
And oft 'tis seen, the wicked prize itself
Buys out the law: But 'tis not so above:
There is no shuffling, there the action lies
In his true nature; and we ourselves compell'd,
Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults,
To give in evidence.

I do believe,

Induc'd by potent circumstances, that

You are mine enemy; and make my challenge,
You shall not be my judge.

H. iii. 3.

H. VIII. ii. 4.

If I shall be condemn'd

Upon surmises; all proofs sleeping else,
But what your jealousies await; I tell you,
'Tis rigour, and not law.

Impartial are our eyes, and ears:
Were he my brother, nay, my kingdom's heir,
Now by my sceptre's awe I make a vow,
Such neighbour nearness to our sacred blood
Should nothing privilege him, nor partialize

The unstooping firmness of my upright soul.
He shall have merely justice, and his bond.
JUSTICE OF PEACE.

W.T. iii. 2.

R. II. i. 1.

M. V. iv. 1.

He's a justice of peace in his county, simple though I
M. W. i. 1.

stand here.

K.

KENT.

Kent, in the commentaries Cæsar writ,
Is term'd the civil'st place of all this isle:
Sweet in the country, because full of riches;
The people liberal, valiant, active, wealthy.

H.VI. PT. II. iv. 7.

KILLING.

To kill, I grant, is sin's extremest gust;
But, in defence, by mercy, it is just.

KINDNESS.

When your head did but ache,
I knit my handkerchief about your brows,
(The best I had, a princess wrought it me,)
And I did never ask it you again:

T. A. iii. 5.

And with my hand at midnight held your head;

And, like the watchful minutes to the hour,

Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time;

Saying, What lack you ?—and,-Where lies your grief?

K. J. iv. 1.

A. Y. ii. 7.

What would you have? your gentleness shall force,
More than your force move us to gentleness.
Blunt not his love;

Nor lose the good advantage of his grace,
By seeming cold, or careless of his will,
For he is gracious if he be observ'd.

You may ride us,

H. IV. PT. II. iv. 1.

With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere
With spur we heat an acre.

W.T. i. 2.

KINGS (See also AUTHORITY, CROWN, FALLEN GREatness).
He may not, as unvalu'd persons do,

Carve for himself; for on his choice depends
The safety and the health of the whole state;
And therefore must his choice be circumscrib'd
Unto the voice and yielding of that body,
Whereof he is the head.

O hard condition, twin-born with greatness,

Subject to the breath of every fool,

Whose sense no more can feel but his own wringing!

What infinite heart's ease must kings neglect,

That private men enjoy!

And what have kings, that privates have not too,

Save ceremony, save general ceremony?

And what art thou, thou idol ceremony?

What kind of god art, thou, that suffer'st more
Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers?

What are thy rents? what are thy comings in?
O, ceremony, show me but thy worth

What, is thy soul of adoration?

Art thou aught else but place, degree, and form,
Creating awe and fear in other men?

Wherein thou art less happy, being fear'd,
Than they in fearing

H. i. 3.

KINGS,-continued.

What drink'st thou oft instead of homage sweet,
But poison'd flattery? O, be sick, great greatness,
And bid thy ceremony give thee cure!

Think'st thou, the fiery fever will go out
With titles blown from adulation?

Will it give place to flexure and low bending?

Canst thou, when thou command'st the beggar's knee,
Command the health of it? No, thou proud dream;
That play'st so subtly with a king's repose;
I am a king, that find thee; and I know,
'Tis not the balm, the sceptre, and the ball,
The sword, the mace, and crown imperial,
The inter-tissued robe of gold and pearl,
The farced title running 'fore the king,
The throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp,
That beats upon the high shore of this world:
No, not all these, thrice gorgeous ceremony,
Not all these, laid in bed majestical,

Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave;
Who, with a body fill'd, and vacant mind,
Gets him to rest, cramm'd with distressful bread;
Never sees horrid night, the child of hell;
But like a lackey, from the rise to set,
Sweats in the eye of Phoebus, and all night
Sleeps in Elysium; next day, after dawn,
Doth rise, and help Hyperion to his horse;
And follows so the ever-running year

With profitable labour, to his grave:
And, but for ceremony, such a wretch,

Winding up his days with toil, and nights with sleep,
Had the fore-hand and vantage of a king.

Draw not thy sword to guard iniquity,

For it was lent thee all that brood to kill.

Ay, every inch a king.

H.V. iv. 1.

Poems.

K. L. iv. 6.

Kings are earth's gods: in vice their law's their will;
And if Jove stray, who dares say, Jove doth ill? P. P. i. 1.

Princes are

A model which heaven makes like to itself:

As jewels lose their glory, if neglected,
So princes their renown if not respected.

Ha, majesty! how high thy glory towers,
When the rich blood of kings is set on fire!

O, now doth death line his dead chaps with steel;
The swords of soldiers are his teeth, his fangs;
And now he feasts, mouthing the flesh of men,
In undetermin'd differences of kings.

P. P. ii. 2.

K. J. ii. 2.

KINGS,-continued.

D but think,

How sweet a thing it is to wear a crown;
Within whose circuit is Elysium,
And all that poets feign of bliss and joy!

H.VI. PT. III. i. 2.

O majesty!

When thou dost pinch thy bearer, thou dost sit
Like a rich armour worn in heat of day,
That scalds with safety.

H. IV. PT. II. iv. 4.

Yet looks he like a king; behold, his eye,
As bright as is the eagle's, lightens forth
Controlling majesty: Alack, alack, for woe,
That any harm should stain so fair a show.
Not all the water in the rough, rude sea
Can wash the balm from an anointed king!
Is not the king's name forty thousand names?
There's such.divinity doth hedge a king,
That treason can but peep to what it would,
Acts little of his will.

How long a time lies in one little word,
Four lagging winters, and four wanton springs,
End in a word; such is the breath of kings.

High heaven forbid,

R. II. iii. 3.

R. II. iii. 2. R. II. iii. 2.

H. iv. 5.

R. II. i. 3.

That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid.

P. P. i. 2.

When we are wrong'd, and would unfold our griefs,
We are denied access unto his person,

Even by those men that most have done us wrong.
H. IV. PT. II. iv. 1.

The king is a good king; but it must be as it may; he passes some humours and careers.

He is a happy king, since from his subjects

H. V. ii. 1.

He gains the name of good, by his government. P. P. ii. 1.

The hearts of princes kiss obedience,

So much they love it; but, to stubborn spirits,
They swell, and grow as terrible as storms.

Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade
To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep
Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy,

To kings that fear their subjects' treachery?
O, yes, it doth; a thousand fold it doth.

H. VIII. iii. 1.

And, to conclude,-The shepherd's homely curds,
His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle,

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