DRESS,-continued.

Cloten.-Thou villain base,

Know'st thou not me by my cloaths?

Guiderius.-No, nor thy tailor, rascal,

Who is thy grandfather: he made those cloaths,
Which, as it seems, make thee.

Cym. iv. 2.

I will never trust a man again for keeping his sword clean; nor believe he can have every thing in him for keeping his apparel neatly.

DROWNING.

Lord! methought what pain it was to drown!
What dreadful noise of water in my ears!
What sights of ugly death within mine eyes!
Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks;
A thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon.

Often did I strive

To yield the ghost; but still the envious flood
Kept in my soul, and would not let it forth
To seek the empty, vast, and wand'ring air:
But smother'd it within my panting bulk,
Which almost burst to belch it in the sea.

A pox of drowning thyself! it is clean out

DRUMS.

Strike up the drums: and let the tongue of war
Plead for our interest.

Do but stir

An echo with the clamour of thy drum,
And even at hand a drum is ready brac'd,
That shall reverberate all as loud as thine;
Sound but another, and another shall,
As loud as thine, rattle the welkin's ear,
And mock the deep mouth'd thunder.

He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty

A. W. iv. 3.

R. III. i. 4.

R. III. i. 4.

of the way. 0. i. 3.

K. J. v. 2.

K. J. v. 2.

orator.
A. W. v. 3.

I'll no more drumming; a plague of all drums.

DRUNKARD (See WINE).

A howling monster: a drunken monster.

A. W. iv. 3.

T. iii. 2.

O that men should put an enemy into their mouths, to steal away their brains!-that we should, with joy, revel, pleasure, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts !

O. ii. 3.

DRUNKARD,-continued.

O monstrous beast!-how like a swine he lies !

T. S. IND. 1.

When he is best, he is little worse than a man; and when he is worst, he is little better than a beast.

M. W. i. 2.

Every inordinate cup is unblessed, and the ingredient is a devil.

O. ii. 3.

Like a drowned man, a fool, and a madman; one draught above heat makes him a fool; the second mads him; and a third drowns him.

You see this fellow that is gone before ;—

He is a soldier fit to stand by Cæsar

And give direction: and do but see his vice;
'Tis to his virtue a just equinox,

The one as long as th' other.

T. N. i. 4.

O. ii. 3.

I will ask him for my place again; he shall tell me, I
am a drunkard! Had I as many mouths as Hydra, such
an answer would stop them all. To be now a sensible
man, by and by a fool, and presently a beast.
One drunkard loves another of the name.

He'll be as full of quarrel and offence
As my young mistress' dog.

I will, like a true drunkard, utter all to thee.

And now, in madness,

O. ii. 3. L. L. iv. 3.

O. ii. 3.

M. A. iii. 3.

Being full of supper, and distempering draughts,

Upon malicious bravery dost thou come,

To start my quiet.

They were red hot with drinking;

So full of valour that they smote the air

For breathing in their faces; beat the ground
For kissing of their feet.

0. i. 1.

T. iv. 1.

Do not think, gentlemen, I am drunk ;--this is my antient; this is my right hand, and this my left hand :---I am not drunk:-I can stand well enough; and speak well enough: Why, very well then; you must not think then that I am drunk.

PIOUS.

O. ii. 3.

I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick; if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the fear of God, and not with drunken knaves. M. W. i. 1.

DUELLIST.

Room for the incensed worthies.

L. L. v. 2.

PUELLIST,-continued.

Thou art one of those fellows, that, when he enters the confines of a tavern, claps me his sword upon the table, and says, God send me no need of thee! and, by the operation of the second cup, draws it on the drawer, when, indeed, there is no need." R. J. iii. 1.

If wrongs be evils, and enforce us kill,

What folly 'tis to hazard life for ill.

T. A. iii. 5.

Your words have took such pains, as if they labour'd
To bring manslaughter into form, set quarrelling
Upon the head of valour; which, indeed,

Is valour misbegot, and came into the world

When sects and factions were but newly born. T. A. iii. 5.
He is a devil in a private brawl: souls and bodies hath
he divorced three; and his incensement at this moment is
so implacable, that satisfaction can be none but by pangs
of death and sepulchre; hob, nob, is his word; give't, or
take't.
T. N. iii. 4.

DUEL PREVENTED.

Boys of art, I have deceived you both; I have directed you to wrong places: your hearts are mighty, and your skins are whole, and let burnt sack be the issue.

DULNESS.

Cudgel your brains no more about it; for will never mend his pace with beating.

DUNS.

M. W. iii. 1.

They answer, in a joint and corporate voice,
That now they are at fall, want treasure, cannot
Do what they would; are sorry-you are honourable,—
But yet they could have wish'd-they knew not-but
Something hath been amiss-a noble nature

May catch a wrench-would all were well-'tis pity-
And so, intending other serious matters,

After distasteful looks, and these hard fractions,

With certain half caps, and cold moving nods,
They froze me into silence.

T. A. ii. 2.

DUPE.

Whose nature is so far from doing harms,

That he suspects none; on whose foolish honesty
My practices ride easy.

107

K. L. i. 2.

E.

EAGERNESS.

My desire,

More sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth. T. N. iii. 3.

EARTHQUAKES.

Diseased nature oftentimes breaks forth

In strange eruptions: and the teeming earth

Is with a kind of cholic pinch'd and vex'd

By the imprisoning of unruly wind

Within her womb; which, for enlargement striving,
Shakes the old beldame earth, and topples down
Steeples and moss-grown towers.

ECHO.

H. IV. PT. I. iii. 1.

Let us sit,

And, whilst the babbling echo mocks the hounds,
Replying shrilly to the well-tun'd horns,

As if a double hunt were heard at once.

Tit. And. ii. 3.

My hounds shall make the welkin answer them,

And fetch shrill echoes from the hollow earth. T. S. IND. 2.

There's not one wise man among twenty that will praise

himself.

ELEPHANT.

The Elephant hath joints, but none for legs are legs for necessity, not for flexure.

ELEVATION OF SOUL.

I have

Immortal longings in me.

ELOQUENCE.

Some there are

M. A. v. 4.

Who on the tip of their persuasive tongue
Carry all arguments and questions deep;
And replication prompt, and reason strong,
To make the weeper smile, the laugher weep.
They have the dialect and different skill,
Catching all passions in their craft of will.

A. C. v. 2.

ELOQUENCE,-continued.

That in the general bosom they do reign
Of young and old, and either sex enchain.
When rank Thersites opes his mastiff jaws
We shall hear music, wit and oracle.

ELVES (See also FARIES, SPIRITS).

Poems.

T.C. i. 3.

Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves;
And ye, that on the sands with printless foot
Do chace the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him,
When he comes back; you demi-puppets, that
By moonshine do the green-sour ringlets make,
Whereof the ewe not bites; and you, whose pastime
Is to make midnight mushrooms; that rejoice
To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid
(Weak masters though you be) I have be-dimm'd
The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds,
And twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault
Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder
Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak
With his own bolt: the strong bas'd promontory
Have I made shake; and by the spurs pluck'd up
The pine and cedar: graves at my command,
Have wak'd their sleepers; ope'd and let them forth
By my so potent art: but this rough magic
I here abjure: and, when I have requir'd
Some heav'nly music (which even now I do)
To work mine end upon their senses, that
This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,
And deeper than did ever plummet sound,
I'll drown my book.

EMBLEM (See ROSES of YORK and LANCASTER).

EMOTION (See also PASSIONS).

ALTERNATING.

I have felt so many quirks of joy, and grief,
That the first face of neither, on the start,
Can woman me unto't.

T. v. 1,

A. W. iii. 2.

CONFLICTING.

You have seen

Sunshine and rain at once. Those happy smiles
That play'd on her ripe lip, seem'd not to know
What guests were in her eyes; which parted thence
As pearls from diamonds dropp'd.

K. L. iv. 3.

But, O, the noble combat, that, 'twixt joy and sorrow,