is a pipe

RUMOR by surmises, jealousies, conjec

tures,

And of so easy and so plain a stop

That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,
The still-discordant wav'ring multitude,
Can play upon it.

King Henry IV. Part II, Induction.

艹艹

OUR slippery peoplver link'd to the de

server

Till his deserts are past.

FA

Antony and Cleopatra. Act I, Sc. 2.

AITH, there have been many great men that have flatter'd the people, who ne'er loved them; and there be many that they have loved, they know not wherefore; so that, if they love they know not why, they hate upon no better a ground.

Coriolanus, Act II, Sc. 2.

E stuck not to call us the many-headed
multitude

НЕ
HE not us

Discordant

Slippery

Ignor

ant

Light-
Witted

; not that our heads

Rankscented

are some brown, some black, some auburn,
some bald, but that our wits are so diversely
colour'd; and truly I think if all our wits were
to issue out of one skull they would fly east,
west, north, south, and their consent of one
direct way should be at once to all the points
o' the compass.
Coriolanus. Act II, Sc. 3.

OR the mutable, rank-scented many, let

F them

Regard me as I do not flatter, and

Therein behold themselves.

Coriolanus. Act III, Sc. 1.

Merit Unrecognized

BIRTH AND DISTINCTION

THAT estates, degrees and offices
Were not deriv'd corruptly, and that
clear honour

Were purchas'd by the merit of the wearer!
How many then should cover that stand bare!
How many be commanded that command!
How much low peasantry would then be
glean'd

From the true seed of honour! and how much

honour

Pick'd from the chaff and ruin of the times,
To be new-varnish'd!

The Merchant of Venice. Act II, Sc. 9.

EV

VERY subject's duty is the King's; but
every subject's soul is his own.

THAT

Henry V. Act IV, Sc. 1.

HAT'S a perilous shot out of an eldergun, that a poor and a private displeasure can do against a monarch! You may as well go about to turn the sun to ice with fanning in his face with a peacock's feather.

King Henry V. Act IV, Sc. 1.

N two men ride a horse, one must ride

A behind.

Much Ado About Nothing. Act III, Sc. 5.

SOME

OME are born great, some achieve
ness, and some have

upon them.

great

greatness thrust

Twelfth Night. Act II, Sc. 5.

Independ

ence

Subjection

Leader

ship

Chance and Merit

Win

nowing

Deeds versus

Inheritance

Birth Not Supreme

ISTINCTION, with a broad and power

Deful fan,

Puffing at all, winnows the light away;
And what hath mass, or matter, by itself
Lies, rich in virtue, and unmingled.

Troilus and Cressida. Act I, Sc. 3.

HAT is honour's scorn,

Which challenges itself as honour's
born,

And is not like the sire. Honours thrive,
When rather from our acts we them 'derive
Than our foregoers. The mere word's a slave
Debauch'd on every tomb, on every grave
A lying trophy, and as oft is dumb

Where dust and damn'd oblivion is the tomb
Of honour'd bones indeed.

All's Well That Ends Well. Act II, Sc. 3.

IS seen

Ttion strives with nature, and
Adoption

choice breeds

A native slip to us from foreign seeds.

All's Well That Ends Well. Act I, Sc. 3.

TRANGE is it, that our bloods,

STBA colour, weight and heat, pour'd all

together,

Would quite confound distinction, yet stand

off

In differences so mighty.

All's Well That Ends Well Act II, Sc. 3.

A

RE we not brothers?

So man and man should be; But clay and clay differs in dignity, Whose dust is both alike.

T

HOUGH mean and mighty, rotting Together, have one dust, yet reverence, That angel of the world, doth make distinction Of place 'tween high and low.

Cymbeline. Act IV, Sc. 2.

Blood
Varies

The

Democ

racy of Death

Rever

ence