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NATURE,-continued.

Nature, what things there are,
Most abject in regard, and dear in use!
What things again most dear in the esteem,
And poor in worth!

Labouring art can never ransom Nature
From her inaidable estate.

NATURAL PRODUCTIONS.

Many for many virtues excellent,

None but for some, and yet all different.
O, mickle is the powerful grace, that lies

T.C. iii. 3.

A. W. ii. 1.

In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities:
For nought so vile that on the earth doth live,
But to the earth some special good doth give;
Nor aught so good, but, strain'd from that fair use,
Revolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse:
Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied:
And vice sometime's by action dignified.
Within the infant rind of this small flower
Poison hath residence, and med'cine power:

For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part;
Being tasted, stays all senses with the heart.
Two such opposed foes encamp them still

In man as well as herbs, grace, and rude will;
And, where the worser is predominant,

Full soon the canker death eats up that plant.

R. J. ii. 3.

NECESSITY. NEED.

Necessity's sharp pinch.

K. L. ii. 4.

Teach thy necessity to reason thus ;
There is no virtue like necessity.

R. II. i. 3.

Where is this straw, my fellow?

The art of our necessities is strange,
That can make vile things precious.
Necessity will make us all forsworn.

O, reason not the need: our basest beggars
Are in the poorest thing superfluous;
Allow not nature more than nature needs,
Man's life is cheap as beast's.

But, for true need,

K. L. iii. 2.

L. L. i. 1.

K. L. ii. 4.

You heavens, give me that patience: patience I need.

I am sworn brother, sweet,

K. L. ii. 4.

To grim Necessity; and he and I

Will keep a league till death.

R. II. v. 1.

NEGLECT (See also DELAY, OPPORTUNITY).

O, then, beware;

Those wounds heal ill that men do give themselves:
Omission to do what is necessary

Seals a commission to a blank of danger;

And danger, like an ague, subtly taints
Even then when we sit idly in the sun.

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T.C. iii. 3.

H. VIII. iii. 2.

And you are now sailed into the north of my lady's opinion, where you will hang like an icicle in a Dutchman's beard, unless you do redeem it by some laudable attempt, either of valour, or policy.

They pass'd by me
As misers do by beggars.
Omittance is no quittance.

NEWS (See also MESSENGER).

hear

T. N. iii. 2.

T.C. iii. 3.

A. Y. iii. 5.

Let me speak, to the yet unknowing world,
How these things came about; so shall you
Of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts;
Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters;
Of deaths put on by cunning, and forc'd cause;
And, in this upshot, purposes mistook
Fall'n on the inventor's heads; all this can I
Truly deliver.

H. v. 2.

But I have words,

That should be howl'd out in the desert air
Where hearing should not latch them.

M. iv. 3.

And there are twenty weak and wearied posts,
Come from the north; and, as I came along,
I met, and overtook, a dozen captains,
Bareheaded, sweating, knocking at the taverns.

H. IV. PT. II. ii. 4.

Is thy news good, or bad? answer to that:
Say either, and I'll stay the circumstance;
Let me be satisfied,-Is't good or bad?
Old men, and beldams, in the streets
Do prophesy upon it dangerously;

R. J. ii. 5.

Young Arthur's death is common in their mouths:
And when they talk of him, they shake their heads,
And whisper one another in the ear:

And he that speaks, doth gripe the hearer's wrist;
Whilst he that hears, makes fearful action,
With wrinkled brows, with nods, with rolling eyes.
I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus,

NEWS,-continued.

The whilst the iron did on the anvil cool,
With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news;
Who, with his shears and measure in his hand,
Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste
Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet,)
Told of a many thousand warlike French,
That were embattalled and rank'd in Kent;
Another lean unwash'd artificer

Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death.

K. J. iv. 2.

Tell him, there's a post come from my master, with his

horn full of news.

M. V. v. 1.

Ere I was risen from the place that show'd

My duty kneeling, came there a reeking post,

Stew'd in his haste, half breathless, panting forth
From Goneril, his mistress, salutations;

Deliver❜d letters, spite of intermission,

Which presently they read.

After him, came spurring hard,

A gentleman almost forspent with speed;

That stopp'd by me to breathe his bloodied horse;
He ask'd the way to Chester, and of him

I did demand what news from Shrewsbury.
He told me, that rebellion had bad luck,
And that young Harry Percy's spur was cold;
With that, he gave his able horse the head,
And, bending forward, struck his armed heels
Against the panting sides of his poor jade,
Up to the rowel head; and, starting so,
He seem'd in running to devour the way,
Staying no further question.

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,

J.C. v. 3.

T. S. iii. 2.

So much of bad already hath possess'd them. T. G. iii. 1.

I drown'd these news in tears.

H. VI. PT. III. ii. 1.

K. J. v. 6.

News, fitted to the night:

Black, fearful, comfortless, and horrible.

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,
Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound,
That ever yet they heard.

M. iv. 3.

K. J. v. 7.

H. IV.

PT. I. ii. 4.

My heart hath one poor string to stay it by,
Which holds but till thy news be uttered.
There's villainous news abroad.

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.

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Pr'ythee, friend,

Pour out the pack of matter to mine ear,
The good and bad together.
Where have you lurk'd, that you make doubt of it?
What news, Lord Bardolph? every minute now
Should be the father of some stratagem;
The times are wild.

A. C. ii. 5.
C. v. 4.

H

H. IV. PT. II. i. 1.

W. T. v. 2.

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 suspicion.

called true,

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in strong W. T. v. 2.

A. C. i. 2.

4. C. iii. 7.

The nature of bad news infects the teller.
With news the time's with labour; and throes forth
Each minute, some.

Thy letters have transported me beyond

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NEWS, STALE.

There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave,
To tell us this.

NEW GOVERNOR.

Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newness;
Or whether that the body public be

A horse whereon the governor doth ride,
Who, newly in the seat, that it may know
He can command, let's it straight feel the spur:
Whether the tyranny be in his place,

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
Freshly on me.

NICETY.

Here's goodly gear!

NIGHT.

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
Who, with their drowsy, slow, and flagging wings
Clip dead men's graves, and from their misty jaws
Breathe foul contagious darkness in the air.

H. VI. PT. II. iv. 1.

Now o'er the one half world
Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
The curtain'd sleep; now witchcraft celebrates
Pale Hecate's offerings: and wither'd murder,
Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf,

Whose howl's his watch, thus, with his stealthy pace,
With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design
Moves like a ghost.

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,
But in his motion like an angel sings,

Still quiring to the young ey'd cherubim.

M. ii. 1.

K. J. v. 5.

M. V. v. 1.

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