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To fignify, thou cam'ft to bite the world:
And, if the rest be true which I have heard,
Thou cam'ft into the world with thy legs forward.
Henry VI. Part III. A. 5. Sc. 7.

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There is a willow grows aflant a brook,

That shews his hoar leaves in the glaffy.stream:
There with fantastic garlands did the come,
Of crow-flowers, nettles, daifies, and long purples,
(That liberal fhepherds give a groffer name;
But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them ;)
There on the pendant boughs, her coronet weeds
Clamb'ring to hang, an envious fliver broke;
When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook? her cloaths fpread wide,
And mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up;
Which time the chaunted fnatches of old tunes,
As one incapable of her own diftrefs;
Or like a creature native, and indued

Unto that element: but long it could not be,
'Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,
Pull'd the poor wretch from her melodious lay
To muddy death.

Hamlet, A. 4. Sc. 10.

OPINION.

-There is nothing, either good or bad,

But thinking makes it fo.

ORATION.

Ibid. A. 2. Sc. 6.

Lords, Knights, and Gentlemen, what I should say,
My tears gain-fay; for every word I speak,
Ye fee, I drink the water of my eye:

Therefore no more but this: Henry, your Sov'reign,

Is pris'ner to the foe, his ftate ufurp'd,

His realm a flaughter-houfe, his fubjects flain,
His ftatutes cancell'd, and his treasure spent ;
And yonder is the wolf that makes this spoil.
You fight in juftice; then, in God's name, Lords,
Be valiant, and give fignal to the battle.

King Henry VI. Part III. A. 5. Sc. 6.
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I fhall lack voice; the deeds of Coriolanus
Should not be utter'd feebly. It is held,
That valour is the chiefest virtue, and
Moft dignifies the haver; if it be,

The man, I fpeak of, cannot in the world
Be fingly counter-pois'd. At fixteen years,
When Tarquin made a head for Rome, he fought
Beyond the mark of others: our then dictator,
Whom with all praife I point at, faw him fight,,
When with his Amazonian chin he drove
The briftled lips before him: he beftrid
An o'erpreft Roman, and i'th' conful's view
Slew three oppofers: Tarquin's felf he met,
And ftruck him on his knee. In that day's feats,
When he might act the woman in the scene,
He prov'd th' beft man i' th' field, and for his meed
Was brow-bound with the oak. His pupil age
Man-enter'd thus, he waxed like a fea;
And, in the brunt of feventeen battles fince,
He lurcht all fwords o'th' garland. For this laft,.
Before and in Corioli, let me fay,

I cannot speak him home; he ftopt the flyers,
And by his rare example made the coward
Turn terror into fport. As waves before
A veffel under fail, so men obey'd,

And fell below his ftern. His fword, death's ftamp,
Where it did mark, it took from face to foot.
He was a thing of blood, whofe every motion
Was tim'd with dying cries. Alone he enter'd
The mortal gate o'th' city, which he painted.
With fhunless deftiny; aidlefs came off,
And with a fudden re-enforcement ftruck.
Corioli, like a planet. Nor all's this;
For by and by the din of war 'gan pierce
His ready fenfe, when ftraight his doubled fpirit
Requicken'd what in flesh was fatigate,
And to the battle came he; where he did
Run reeking o'er the lives of men, as if
"Twere a perpetual spoil; and 'till we call'd.
Both field and city ours, he never stood

To eafe his breaft with panting.

Coriolanus, A. 2. Sc. 6..

PAIN -.

PAINTING.

The painting is almoft the natural man;

For fince difhonour trafficks with man's nature,
He is but outfide; pencil'd figures are

Ev'n fuch as they give out.

Timon of Athens, A, 1. Sc. 2.

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'Tis not the land I care for, wert thou hence;
A wilderness is populous enough,

So Suffolk had thy heav'nly company:
For where thou art, there is the world itfelf,
With ev'ry fev'ral pleasure in the world;
And where thou art not, defolation.

I can no more-- -Live thou to joy thy life;
Myself no joy in aught but that thou liv'ft.

King Henry VI. Part II. A. 3. Sc. 8.
-Tend me to-night:

May be, it is the period of your duty;
Haply you fhall not fee me more; or if,

A mangled fhadow. It may chance, to-morrow
You'll ferve another master.

I look on you,

As one that takes his leave. Mine honeft friends,

I turn you not away; but, like a master
Married to your good fervice, stay till death:
Tend me to-night two hours, I ask no more,
And the Gods Thield you for't!

Antony and Cleopatra, A. 4. Sc. 2.

I did not take my leave of him, but had

Moft pretty things to fay: ere I could tell him
How I would think on him, at certain hours,

Such thoughts, and fuch; or, I could make him fwear,
The he's of Italy fhould not betray

Mine interest, and his honour; or have charg'd him, At the fixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight, T'encounter me with orifons; for then

I am in heaven for him; or ere I could

Give him that parting kifs, which I had fet
Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father;
And, like the tyrannous breathing of the North,
Shakes all our buds from growing.

Cymbeline, A. 1. Sc. 5.

PHI

PHILOSOPHY.

I'll give thee armour to bear off that word,
Adverfity's fweet milk, Philofophy,

To comfort thee, though thou art banish'd.

Romeo and Juliet, A. 3. Sc. 5.

P I T Y.

For love of all the Gods,

Let's leave the hermit's Pity with our mothers;
And when we have our armour buckled on,

The venom'd vengeance ride upon our fwords!

Troilus and Creffida, A. 5. Sc. 6.

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I pr'ythee now, my fon,

Ibid. A. 3. Sc. 4.

FAVOUR.

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Go to them, with this bonnet in thy hand,
And thus far having ftretch'd it, here be with them,
Thy knee buffing the ftones; for in fuch business
Action is eloquence, and the eyes of th' ignorant
More learned than the ears; waving thy head,
Which often, thus, correcting thy ftout heart,
Now humble as the ripest mulberry,

That will not hold the handling; or fay to them,
Thou art their foldier, and being bred in broils,
Haft not the foft way, which thou doft confefs
Were fit for thee to use, as they to claim,
In afking their good loves; but thou wilt frame
Thyfelf, forfooth, hereafter theirs fo far,

As thou haft power and perfon. Coriolanus, A.3. Sc. 5.

PRAYER.

O thou! whofe captain I account myself,

Look on my forces with a gracious eye;
Put in their hands thy bruifing irons of wrath,
That they may crush down with a heavy fall
Th' ufurping helmets of our adverfaries!
Make us thy minifters of chastisement,
That we may praise thee in thy victory.

Το

To thee I do commend my watchful soul,'
Ere I let fall the windows of mine eyes;
Sleeping and waking, oh, defend me ftill!

The God of foldiers,

King Richard III. A. 5. Sc. 3.

With the confent of fupreme Jove, inform

Thy thoughts with noblenefs, that thou may'ft prove
To fhame invulnerable, and stick i' th' wars

Like a great fea-mark, ftanding every flaw,
And faving those that

PRE

Let me fpeak, Sir;

eye thee!

Coriolanus, A. 5. Sc. 3.

DICTION.

For Heaven now bids me : and the words I utter
Let none think flattery, for they'll find 'em truth.
This Royal Infant, heav'n ftill move about her!
Though in her cradle, yet now promises

Upon this land a thousand thousand bleffings,
Which time shall bring to ripenefs. She fhall be
(But few or none living can behold that goodness)
A pattern to all princes living with her,
And all that fhall fucceed. Sheba was never
More covetous of wifdom and fair virtue,

Than this bleft foul fhould be. All princely graces,
That mould up fuch a mighty piece as this,
With all the virtues that attend the good,

Shall ftill be doubled on her. Truth shall nurse her;
Holy and heav'nly thoughts ftill counsel her:

She fhall be lov'd and fear'd. Her own fhall bless her; Her foes fhake, like a field of beaten corn,

And hang their heads with forrow. Good grows with

her.

In her days, ev'ry man fhall eat in fafety,

Under his own vine, what he plants; and fing
The merry fongs of peace to all his neighbours.
God fhall be truly known; and thofe about her
From her fhall read the perfect ways of honour,
And claim by thofe their greatnefs, not by blood.
Nor fhall this peace fleep with her; but as, when
The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix,
Her afhes new-create another heir,
As great in admiration as herself;

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