SHIPWRECK,―continued. Yet the incessant weepings of my wife, DESCRIBED BY A CLOWN. C. E. i. 1. I would, you did but see how it chafes, how it rages, how it takes up the shore! but that's not to the point: O, the most piteous cry of the poor souls! sometimes to see 'em and not to see 'em: now the ship boring the moon with her main-mast; and anon swallowed with yeast and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a hogshead. And then for the land service,-To see how the bear tore out his shoulderbone; how he cried to me for help, and said his name was Antigonus, a nobleman:-But to make an end o' the ship: to see how the sea flap-dragon'd it:-but, first, how the poor souls roar'd, and the sea mock'd them ;-and how the poor gentleman roar'd, and the bear mock'd him, both roaring louder than the sea, or weather. W. T. iii. 3. SICK. Zounds! how has he the leisure to be sick SIEGE (See also CANNONADE). H. IV. PT. I. iv. 1. Tell us, shall your city call us lord, Girdled with a waist of iron, K. J. ii. 1. And hemm'd about with grim destruction. H. VI. PT. I. iv. 3. SIFTING. See you now: Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth; SIGHS. He rais'd a sigh, so piteous and profound, K. J. ii. 1. H.ü. 1. Her sighs will make a battery in his breast; H.VI. PT. II. iii. 1. For heaven shall hear our prayers; Blood-consuming sighs. I could drive the boat with my sighs. Cooling the air with sighs. SIGNS OF THE TIMES. Tit. And. iii. 1. H.VI. PT. II. iii. 2. And in such indexes, although small pricks Of things to come at large. SILENCE. Hear his speech, but say thou nought. With silence, nephew, be thou politic. Silence only is commendable T.G. ii. 3. T. G. ii. 4. T.C. i. 3. M. iv. 1. H. VI. PT. I. ii. 5. In a neat's tongue dried, and a maid not vendible. A good swift similie, but something currish. Thou hast the most unsavoury similies. M.V. i. 1. W. T. v. 3 W. T. ii. 2. T.C. iii. 2. W. T. v. 2. T. S. v. 2. H. IV. PT. 1. i. 2. SIMPLICITY. SIN. It is silly sooth. By the pattern of mine own thougths, I cut out How green are you, and fresh in this old world! Few love to hear the sins they love to act. SINCERITY. Believe me, I speak as my understanding and as mine honesty puts it to utterance. SINFUL. Smacking of every sin that has a name. SINGING. She will sing the savageness out of a bear. BAD. W. T. iv. 3. W. T. iv. 3. P. P. i. 1. M. M. iii. 1. instructs me, W. T. i. 1. M. iv. 3. O. iv. 1. An he had been a dog that should have howled thus, they would have hanged him; and I pray God his bad voice bode no mischief. M. A. ii. 3. Tax not so bad a voice To slander music any more than once. M. A. ii. 3. SINGULARITY. Methinks you prescribe to yourself very preposterously. SINNERS, Refined. M. W. ii. 2. Some of all professions, that go the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire. SLANDER (See also CALUMNY). No might nor greatness in mortality Can censure 'scape; back-wounding calumny M. ii. 3. The whitest virtue strikes. For haply, slander, M. M. iii. 2. H. iv. 1. M.A. iii. 1 Whose whisper o'er the earth's diameter, As level as the cannon to his blank, Transports his poison'd shot, may miss our name, And hit the woundless air, One doth not know, How much an ill word may empoison liking. I see, the jewel, best enamelled, Will lose his beauty: and though gold 'bides still, SLANDER,-continued. C. E. ii. 1. Whose edge is sharper than the sword; whose tongue All corners of the world; kings, queens, and states, Many worthy and chaste dames even thus (all guiltless) meet reproach. Calumny will sear virtue itself. I will be hang'd, if some eternal villain, Some busy and insinuating rogue, Some cogging cozening slave, to get some office, For he Cym. iii. 4. O. iv. 1. W.T. ii. 1. The sacred honour of himself, his queen's, To lash the rascal naked through the world! So thou be good, slander doth but approve. 0. iv. 2. W.T. ii. 3. 0. iv. 2. Poems. If thou dost slander her, and torture me, Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amaz'd, A slave, whose gall coins slanders like a mint. That dare as well answer a man, indeed, SLAVE AT LARGE. O. iii. 3. T.C. i. 3. M.A. v. 1. H. IV. PT. I. iii. 2. I am trusted with a muzzle, and enfranchised with a clog. SLAVISHNESS. Milk-liver'd man! That bear'st a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs, How this lord's follow'd! With plumed helm thy slayer begins threats; K. L. iv. 2. T.A. i. l. O, behold, How pomp is follow'd. Seeking sweet savours for this hateful fool. To flatter Cæsar, would you mingle eyes With one that ties his points? K. L. iv. 2. A. C. v. 2. M. N. iv. 1. A. C. iii. 2. To say ay, and no, to every thing I said! Ay and no too, was no good divinity. SLEEP. K. L. iv. 6. The innocent sleep: Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, Balm of hurt minds, great Nature's second course, Weariness Can snore upon the flint, when restive sloth M. ii. 2. T. ii. 1. Cym. iii. 6. How many thousands of my poorest subjects Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies, to thy slumber; And lull'd with sounds of sweetest melody? O thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile, In loathsome beds; and leav'st the kingly couch, |