COMFORT,-continued.
Nor shall not be the last; like silly beggars,
Who, sitting in the stocks, refuge their shame,-
That many have, and others must sit there,
And in this thought they find a kind of ease,
Bearing their own misfortunes on the back
Of such as have before endur'd the like.

R. II. v. 5.

How mightily, sometimes, we make us comforts of our losses.
A. W. iv. 3.

COMMODITY.

Commodity, the bias of the world;

The world, who of itself is poised well,
Made to run even upon even ground;
Till this advantage, this vile drawing bias,
This sway of motion, this commodity,
Makes it take head from all indifferency,
From all direction, purpose, course, intent:
And this same bias, this commodity,
This bawd, this broker, this all-changing word,
Clapp'd on the outward eye of fickle France,
Hath drawn him from his own determin'd aid,
From a resolv'd and honourable war,
To a most base and vile concluded peace.

COMMOTION (See also MOB).

The times are wild; contention, like a horse
Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose,
And bears down all before him.

You have made good work,

K. J. ii. 2.

H. IV. PT. I. i. 1.

You and your apron men; you that stood so much
Upon the voice of occupation, and

The breath of garlic-eaters.

COMPACT.

Well ratified by law and heraldry.

C. iv. 6.

A seal'd compact,

H. i. 1.

COMPANIONS, JUVENILE.

We were as twinn'd lambs that did frisk i' the sun,
And bleat the one at the other: what we chang'd
Was innocence for innocence; we knew not

The doctrine of ill-doing, no, nor dream'd

W.T. i. 2.

That any did.

COMPANY.

It is certain, that either wise bearing, or ignorant carriage is caught as men take diseases, one of another; therefore, let men take heed of their company.

H. IV. PT. II. v. 1. There is a thing, Harry, which thou hast often heard of,

COMPANY,-continued.

and it is known to many in our land by the name of pitch:
this pitch, as ancient writers do report, doth defile; so doth
the company thou keepest.
H. IV. PT. I. ii. 4.

Well, heaven send the prince a better companion.

COMPASSION.

Had he been slaughter-man to all my kin,

H. IV. PT. II. i. 2.

I should not for my life but weep with him,

To see how inly sorrow gripes his soul. H. VI. PT. II. i. 4. COMPENDIUM.

There are some shrewd contents in yon' same paper.

COMPLAINT.

O, that I were

Upon the hill of Basan, to outroar

The horned herd! for I have savage cause;

And to proclaim it civilly, were like

A halter'd neck, which does the hangman thank
For being yare about him.

COMPLIMENT.

'Twas never merry world

Since lowly feigning was call'd compliment.

COMPUNCTION (See also REMORSE).

Art thou afeard

To be the same in thine own act and valour,

M.V. iii. 2.

A. C. iii. 11.

T. N. iii. 1.

As thou art in desire? Would'st thou have that
Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life,
And live a coward in thine own esteem;

Letting I dare not, wait upon I would,

Like the poor cat i' the adage?

M. i. 7.

We will proceed no further in this business:

He hath honour'd me of late, and I have bought

Golden opinions of all sorts of people.

M. i. 7.

But wherefore could I not pronounce, Amen?
I had most need of blessing, and Amen
Stuck in my throat.

M. ii. 2.

COMRADE.

Friend and companion in the front of war.

A.C. v. 1.

CONCEIT.

Seemeth their conference, their conceits have wings
Fleeter than arrows, bullets, wind, thought, swifter things.

L. L. v. 2.

So sensible

CONCEIT,-continued.

Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works.

CONCLUSION.

Indeed, without an oath, I'll make an end on't.

FALSE.

O most lame and impotent conclusion !

But then there is no consonancy in the sequel. CONDESCENSION.

I extend my hand to him thus, quenching smile with an austere regard of controul. CONFERENCE, LEARNED.

I'll talk a word with this same learned Theban.

CONFIDENCE.

As gentle and as jocund as to jest,

Go I to fight: Truth has a quiet breast.

UNWARRANTED.

H. iii. 4.

H. iv. 5.

0. ii. 1.

T. N. ii. 5.

my familiar Ť. N. ii. 5.

K. L. iii. 4.

R. II. i. 3.

Is not this a strange fellow, my lord? that so confidently seems to undertake this business, which he knows is not to be done; damns himself to do, and dares better be damn'd than to do it. A. W. iii. 6.

CONJUROR.

They brought one Punch: a hungry lean-fac'd villain,
A mere anatomy, a mountebank,

A thread-bare juggler, a fortune-teller;

A needy, hollow-ey'd, sharp-looking wretch,
A living dead man: this pernicious slave,
Forsooth, took on him as a conjuror;

And, gazing in mine eyes, feeling my pulse,
And with no face, as 'twere, out-facing me,
Cried out, I was possess'd.

CONNEXIONS.

C. E. v. 1.

Why, this is to have a name in great men's fellowship.

CONQUEROR (See also WAR).

Before him

He carries noise, and behind him he leaves tears.
A conqueror and afear'd to speak!

CONQUEST.

Truly to speak, Sir, and with no addition,
We go to gain a little patch of ground,
That hath in it no profit but the name.

A. C. ii. 7.

C. ii. 1. L. L. v. 2.

H. iv. 4.

CONSCIENCE (See also SUICIDE).

I'll teach you how you shall arraign your conscience,
And try your penitence, if it be sound,

Or hollowly put on.

Go to your bosom ;

Knock there; and ask your heart what it doth know.

Who has a breast so pure,

But some uncleanly apprehensions

Keep leets and law-days, and in sessions sit
With meditations lawful?

M. M. ii. 2.

What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted?
Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just;
And he but naked though locked up in steel,
Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.

I feel within me

A peace above all earthly dignities,
A still and quiet conscience.

O. iii. 3.

H. VI. PT. II. iii. 2.

H. VIII. iii. 2

You shall see, anon; 'tis a knavish piece of work; but what of that? Your majesty, and we that have free souls, it touches us not: Let the gall'd jade wince, our withers are unwrung.

Why, let the stricken deer go weep,

The hart ungalled play;

For some must watch, while some must sleep;

Thus runs the world away.

I'll observe his looks;

I'll tent him to the quick; if he do blench,

I know my course.

H. iii. 2.

H. iii. 2.

H. ii. 2.

I'll not meddle with it, it is a dangerous thing, it makes
a man a coward; a man cannot steal, but it accuseth him;
a man cannot swear, but it checks him; a man cannot lie
with a neighbour's wife, but it detects him: 'Tis a blushing
shame-fac'd spirit, that mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills
one full of obstacles: it made me once restore a purse of
gold, that by chance I found; it beggars any man that
keeps it; it is turned out of all towns and cities for a dan-
gerous thing.
R. III. i. 4.

GUILTY.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
And every tongue brings in a several tale;
And every tale condemns me for a villain.
How is't with me when every noise appals me?

R. III. v. 3.

M. ii. 2.

CONSCIENCE, GUILTY,-continued.
Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind;
The thief doth fear each bush an officer.

How smart

H.VI. PT. III. v. 6.

A lash that speech doth give my conscience!
Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul;
And there I see such black and grained spots
As will not leave their tinct.

Methought the billows spoke and told me of it;
The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder,
That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd
The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass,
Therefore my son i' th' ooze is bedded.

Soft; I did but dream,

O, coward conscience, how dost thou affright me!

H. iii. 1.

H. iii. 4.

T. ii. 2.

R. III. v. 3.

With clog of conscience and sour melancholy. R. II. v. 6.

Not so sick, my lord,

As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies,

That keep her from her rest.

M. v. 3.

Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd;
Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow;
Raze out the written troubles of the brain;
And with some sweet oblivious antidote,
Cleanse the foul bosom of that perilous stuff,
Which weighs upon the heart?

SEARED.

If it were a kybe,

'Twould put me to my slipper; but I feel not
This deity in my bosom: twenty consciences,
That stand 'twixt me and Milan, candied be they,
And melt, ere they molest.

M. v. 3.

T. ii. 1.

Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls;
Conscience is but a word that cowards use,
Devis'd at first, to keep the strong in awe.

R. III. v. 3.

CONSPIRACY.

While you here do snoring lie
Open-ey'd conspiracy

His time doth take:

If of life you keep a care,

Shake off slumber, and beware:

Awake! Awake!

T. ii. 2.