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JEALOUSY,-continued.

The abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make known
How he hath drunk, he cracks his gorge, his sides,

With violent hefts :-I have drunk, and seen the spider.

Of one, that lov'd not wisely, but too well;
Of one, not easily jealous, but being wrought,
Perplex'd in the extreme.

W. T. ii. 1.

0. v. 2.

That same knave, Ford, her husband, hath the finest mad devil of jealousy in him, master Brook, that ever govern'd frenzy.

Poor, and content, is rich, and rich enough;
But riches, fineless, is as poor as winter,

To him that ever fears he shall be poor.

O beware, my lord, of jealousy;

M.W. v. 1.

It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock
The meat it feeds on: That cuckold lives in bliss,
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er,

O. iii. 3.

Who dotes, yet doubts; suspects, yet strongly loves!

These are the forgeries of jealousy:

And never, since the middle summer's spring,
Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead,
By paved fountain, or by rushy brook,

Or on the beached margent of the sea,

To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind,

But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport.

Self-harming jealousy.

The venom clamours of a jealous woman
Poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.

O. iii. 3.

M. N. ii. 2.

C. E. ii. 1.

C. E. v. 1.

The shrug, the hum, or ha; these pretty brands,
That calumny doth use:-0, I am out,
That mercy does; for calumny will seer

Virtue itself;-these shrugs, these hums, and has,
When you have said, she's goodly, come between,
Ere you can say she's honest.

The forgeries of jealousy.

How novelty may move, and parts with person,
Alas, a kind of godly jealousy

(Which, I beseech you, call a virtuous sin)
Makes me afeard.

I will possess him with yellowness.

W. T. ii. 1.

M. N. ii. 2.

T.C. iv. 4.

M.W. i. 3.

JEALOUSY,-continued.

Think'st thou I'd make a life of jealousy,
To follow still the changes of the moon

With fresh suspicions? No: to be once in doubt,
Is-once to be resolved.

Is whispering nothing?

O. iii. 3.

Is leaning cheek to cheek? is meeting noses?
Kissing with inside lip? stopping the career
Of laughter with a sigh? (a note infallible
Of breaking honesty :) horsing foot on foot?
Skulking in corners? wishing clocks more swift?
Hours, minutes? noon, midnight? and all eyes blind
With the pin and web, but theirs, theirs only,
That would unseen be wicked ?—is this nothing
Why, then, the world, and all that's in't, is nothing;
The covering sky is nothing; Bohemia nothing;
My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings,
If this be nothing.

W.T. i. 2.

But to be paddling palms, and pinching fingers,
As now they are; and making practis'd smiles,
As in a looking-glass;-and then to sigh, as 'twere
The mort o' the deer; O, that is entertainment
My bosom likes not, nor my brows.

W.T. i. 2.

What sense had I of her stolen hours of lust?
I saw it not, thought it not, it harm'd not me;
I slept the next night well, was free and merry;
I found not Cassio's kisses on her lips:
He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stol'n,
Let him not know it, and he's not robb'd at all.
Avaunt! begone! thou hast set me on the rack:-
I swear 'tis better to be much abus'd,
Than but to know't a little.

O. iii. 3

O. iii. 3.

I'll see, before I doubt; when I doubt, prove;
And, on the proof, there is no more but this,-
Away at once with love and jealousy.

O. iii. 3.

All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven:
Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell!
Yield up, O love, thy crown, and hearted throne,
To tyrannous hate! swell, bosom, with thy fraught,
For 'tis of aspicks' tongues.

O. iii. 3.

Make me to see it; or (at the least) so prove it,
That the probation bear no hinge, nor loop,
To hang a doubt on; or, woe upon thy life.
If thou dost slander her and torture me,
Never pray more; abandon all remorse:
On horror's head, horrors accumulate:

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O. iii. 3.

JEALOUSY,-continued.

Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amaz'd,
For nothing canst thou to damnation add,
Greater than that.

Villain, be sure thou prove my wife a whore;
Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof;
Or, by the worth of mine eternal soul,

O. iii. 3.

Thou hadst been better have been born a dog,
Than answer my wak'd wrath.

Have you not seen, Camillo,

O. iii. 3.

(But that's past doubt: you have; or your eye-glass
Is thicker than a cuckold's horn); or heard,

(For, to a vision so apparent, rumour

Cannot be mute); or thought, (for cogitation
Resides not in that man, that does not think it)
My wife is slippery? If thou wilt confess,
(Or else be impudently negative,

To have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought), then say,
My wife's a hobby-horse; deserves a name
As rank as any flax-wench, that puts to
Before her troth-plight: say it, and justify it.

W.T. i. 2.

My wife hath sent to him, the hour is fixed, the match is made. Would any man have thought this?—See the hell of having a false woman! M. W. ii. 2.

Page is an ass, a secure ass: he will trust his wife. He
will not be jealous; I will rather trust a Fleming with my
butter, parson Hugh the Welshman with my cheese, an
Irishman with my aqua-vitæ bottle, or a thief to walk my
ambling gelding, than my wife with herself.-Heaven be
praised for my jealousy!
M. W. ii. 2.

By gar, 'tis no de fashion of France; it is not jealous in
France.
M. W. iii. 3.

JEST.

O, it is much, that a lie, with a slight oath, and a jest, with a sad brow, will do with a fellow that never had the ache in his shoulders. H. IV. PT. II. v. 1.

A jest's prosperity lies in the ear

Of him that hears it, never in the tongue
Of him that makes it.

I will bite thee by the ear for that jest.

L. L. v. 2.

R. J. ii. 4.

That very oft,

C. E. i. 2.

H. IV.

PT. II. v. 5.

R. J. i. 3.

When I am dull with care and melancholy,
Lightens my humour with his merry jests.
Reply not to me with a fool-born jest.
To see now, how a jest shall come about!

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JEST,-continued.

Jesters do oft prove prophets.

Jest a twelvemonth in an hospital.

-MISAPPLIED.

His jest will savour but of shallow wit,

K. L. v. 3.

L. L. v. 2.

When thousands weep more than did laugh at it. H. V. i. 2.
He jests at scars that never had a wound.

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R. J. ii. 2.

M. A. i. 1.

R. III. iii. 4.

All these you may avoid but the lie direct; and you may avoid that too, with an if. I knew when seven justices could not make up a quarrel; but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an if; as, if you said so, then I said so; and they shook hands, and swore brothers. Your if is the only peace-maker much virtue in if. A. Y. v. 4.

IGNORANCE.

O thou monster, ignorance, how deform'd dost thou look

Ignorance is the curse of God.

Dull, unfeeling, barren ignorance.
Short-arm'd ignorance.

ILL-FAVOURED.

L. L. iv. 2.

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

R. II. i. 3.

T. C. ii. 3.

He is deformed, crooked, old, and sere,
Ill-faced, worse-bodied, shapeless every where;
Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind,
Stigmatical in making, worse in mind.
ILLITERATE.

Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that
book; he hath not eat paper, as it were;
drunk ink his intellect is not replenished;
animal; only sensible in the duller parts.

ILLUSION (See DELUSION).

Our revels now are ended: these our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:

And like the baseless fabric of their vision,

C. E. iv. 2.

are bred in a he hath not he is only an L. L. iv. 2.

The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve;

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ILLUSION,-continued.

And like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made of, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.

IMAGINATION.

Such tricks hath strong imagination;
That if it would but apprehend some joy,
It comprehends some bringer of that joy;
Or, in the night imagining some fear,
How easy is a bush suppos'd a bear!
Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,
Brags of his substance, not of ornament:
They are but beggars that can count their worth.

T. iv. 1.

M. N. v. 1.

R. J. ii. 6.

Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,
Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend

More than cool reason ever comprehends.
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet,
Are of imagination all compact:

One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ;

That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic,

Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt:

The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,

Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;

And, as imagination bodies forth

The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen

Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing

A local habitation and a name.

O, who can hold a fire in his hand,
By thinking on the frosty Caucasus?
Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite,
By bare imagination of a feast?

Or wallow naked in December's snow,
By thinking on fantastic summer's heat
O, no! the apprehension of the good,
Gives but the greater feeling to the worse:
Fell sorrow's tooth doth never rankle more,
Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore.

Dangerous conceits, are, in their natures, poisons,
Which, at the first, are scarce found to distaste;
But, with a little act upon the blood,
Burn like the mines of sulphur.

He waxes desperate with imagination.

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M. N. v. 1.

R. II. i. 3.

O. iii. 3.

H. i. 4.

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