FALLEN GREATNESS,-continued. Not you, correct him. My heart weeps to see him H. VIII. iii. 2. I must now forsake ye; the last hour Farewell: And when you would say something that is sad, Pry'thee go hence, Or I shall show the cinders of my spirit Through the ashes of my chance. Now boast thee, death! in thy possession lies Of eyes again so royal! FALSE CHARACTERS. H. VIII. ii. 4. A. C. v. 2. A. C. v. 2. I am damned in hell, for swearing to gentlemen, my friends, you were good soldiers, and tall fellows: and when Mistress Bridget lost the handle of her fan, I took't upon mine honour, thou hadst it not. HAIR. M. W. ii. 2. So are those crisped snaky golden locks, To be the dowry of a second head, The scull that Lred them in the sepulchre. FALSEHOOD. Falser than vows made in wine. As false as dicers' oaths. O what a goodly outside falsehood hath. M. V. iii. 2. A.Y. iii. 5. H. iii. 4. M.V. i. 3. That same Diomed is a false-hearted rogue, a most unjust knave; I will no more trust him when he leers, than I will a serpent when he hisses; he will spend his mouth, and promise, like Brabler the hound; but when he performs, astronomers fortel it; it is prodigious; there will come some change; the sun borrows of the moon, when Diomed keeps his word. T.C. v. 1. FALLSTAFF. I have much to say on behalf of that Fallstaff. FAME (See also CELEBRITY). Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives, H. IV. PT. I. ii. 4. 11* FAME,-continued. And then grace us in the disgrace of death; It deserves with characters of brass, The evil that men do lives after them; Death makes no conquest of this conqueror; He lives in fame, that died in virtue's cause. After my death, I wish no other herald, edge, L.L. i. 1. L. L. ii. 1. M. M. v. 1. J. C. iii. 2. H.VIII. iv.2. R. III. iii. 1. Tit. And. i. 2. H.VIII. iv. 2. Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to heaven! Fame, at the which he aims, H. IV. PT. I. v. 4. In whom already he is well grac'd,-cannot O, Harry, thou hast robb'd me of my youth, Than those proud titles thou hast won of me; C. i. 1. They wound my thoughts, worse than thy sword my flesh: But thought's the slave of life, and life, time's fool; And time, that takes survey of all the world, Must have a stop. Having his ear full of his airy fame, Grows dainty of his worth, and in his tent H. IV. PT. I. v. 4. T. C. i. 3. FAME,-continued. If a man do not erect, in this age, his own tomb ere he dies, he shall live no longer in monument, than the bell rings, and the widow weeps. * * * An hour in clamour, and a quarter in rheum. M. A. v. 2. I would give all my fame for a pot of ale, and safety. FANCY. So full of shapes is fancy, That it alone is high-fantastical. H.V. iii. 2. T. N. i. 1. An old hat, and the humour of forty fancies stuck in it She knew her distance, and did angle for me, Madding my eagerness with her restraint, As all impediments in fancy's course Are motives of more fancy. A. W. v. 3. We must every one be a man of his own fancy. A. W. iv. 1. In maiden meditation, fancy-free. M. N. ii. 2. FASHION. See'st thou not, I say, what a deformed thief this fashion is? how giddily he turns about all the hot bloods between fourteen and five-and-thirty? M. A. iii. 3. Eat, speak, and move, under the influence of the most received star; and though the devil lead the measure, such are to be followed. A. W. ii. 1. I see that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man. New customs, Though they be never so ridiculous, These remnants Of fool and feather, that they got in France, M. A. iii. 3. H.VIII. i. 3. H.VIII. i. 3. FASHION,-continued. Their clothes are after such a pagan cut too. Still, wars and letchery; nothing else holds burning devil take them! FATE. H. VIII. i. 3. O heavens! that one might read the book of fate; Make mountains level, and the continent (Weary of solid firmness) melt itself Into the sea! and, other times, to see The beachy girdle of the ocean Too wide for Neptune's hips: how chances mock, With divers liquors ! fashion: a T. C. v. 2. H. IV. PT. II. iii. 1. What fates impose, that men must needs abide, H. IV. PT. III. iv. 3. We defy augury; there is a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all. Who can controul his fate? H. v. 2. But, O vain boast! 0. v. 2. Well, heaven forgive him, and forgive us all! M. M. ii. 1. If thou read this, O Cæsar, thou may'st live; J.C. ii. 3. J.C. i. 2. But, orderly to end where I begun, Our wills and fates do so contrary run, Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own. FAVOUR. For taking one's part that's out of favour: Nay, an thou canst not smile as the wind sits, thoul't catch cold shortly. O, who shall believe, But you misuse the reverence of your place; Sickness is catching: O, were favour so! FAVOURITES, PRESUMPTION OF. Where honeysuckles, ripen'd by the sun, K. L. i. 4. H. IV. PT. II. iv. 2. Made proud by princes, that advance their pride FAULT. M. N. i. 1. A. C. ii. 5. M. A. iii. 1. I need not be barren of accusations; he hath faults, with surplus, to tire in repetition. Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides; You shall find there A man, who is the abstract of all faults Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it! To find the faults whose fine stands in record, There's something in me that reproves my fault; C. i. 1. K. L. i. 1. A. C. i. 4. M. M. ii. 2. T. N. iii. 4. There were none principal; they were all like one another, as halfpence are; every one fault seeming monstrous, till his fellow fault came to match it. A. Y. iii. 2. His worst fault is, he's given to prayer; he is something peevish that way; but nobody but has his fault:-but let that pass. M. W. i. 4. I will not open my mouth so wide as a bristle may enter, in way of thy excuse. T. N. i. 5. FAWNING. Tut, Tut! Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle ; |