TIME TRIES OFFENDERS.

Well, Time is the old justice that examines all such offenders, and let Time try.

TIMIDITY.

A. Y. iv. 1.

O, I could divide myself and go to buffets, for moving such a dish of skimm'd milk with so honourable an action! H. IV. PT. 1. ii. 3.

Such a commodity of warm slaves, as had as lief hear the
H. IV. PT. 1. iv. 2.

devil as a drum.

TIMON'S GRAVE.

Timon hath made his everlasting mansion
Upon the beached verge of the salt flood;
Which, once a day with his embossed froth,
The turbulent surge shall cover; thither come,
And let my grave-stone be your oracle.

TITLES (See also HONOUR).

That 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.

Here's a silly stately style indeed!
The Turk, that two-and-fifty kingdoms hath,
Writes not such a tedious style as this:-
Him, that thou magnifiest with all those titles,
Stinking, and fly-blown, lies here at our feet.

TONGUE.

T. A. v. 3.

A. W. ii. 3.

H. VI. PT. I. iv. 7.

Many a man's tongue shakes out his master's undoing.

A. W. ii. 4.

C. E. iii. 2.

Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator.
My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will.

These fellows of infinite tongue, that can

C. E. iv. 2.

rhyme them

selves into ladies' favours,-they do always reason themselves out again.

TOOL (See also PIPING).

It is a creature that I teach to fight,
To wind, to stop, to run directly on;

His corporal motion govern'd by my spirit.

And, in some taste, is Lepidus but so;

He must be taught, and train'd, and bid go forth;
A barren-spirited fellow; one that feeds

On objects, arts, and imitations;

H.V. v. 2,

TOOL,-continued.

Which, out of use, and stal'd by other men,
Begin his fashion: Do not talk of him,
But as a property.

This is a slight unmeritable man,
Meet to be sent on errands.

Octavius, I have seen more days than you;
And though we lay these honours on this man,
To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads,
He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold;
To groan and sweat under the business,
Either led or driven, as we point the way;
And having brought our treasure where we will,
Then take we down his load, and turn him off,
Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears,
And graze in commons.

For all the rest,

They'll take suggestion, as a cat laps milk;
They'll tell the clock to any business that
We say befits the hour.

TOUCH.

J.C. iv. 1.

J.C. iv. 1.

J.C. iv. 1.

T. ii. 1.

I will touch thee but with reverent hands. H. VI. PT. I. v. 3

TOWERS.

Air-braving towers.

TRADES.

H. VI. PT. I. iv. 2

There's boundless theft in limited professions. T. A. iv. 3. TRAGEDIAN.

For I must talk of murders, rapes, and massacres,

Complots of mischief, treason; villanies

Acts of black night, abominable deeds,

Ruthful to hear, yet piteously perform'd.

Tit. And. v. 1.

Begin, murderer ;-leave thy damnable faces, and begin.

What scene of death hath Roscius now to act?

TRAITOR

A kissing traitor.

H. iii. 2.

H. VI. PT. III. v. 6.

L. L. v. 2.

To say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his master;
And cried-all hail! when as he meant-all harm.

I protest,

H. VI. PT. III. v. 7.

Maugre thy strength, youth, place, and eminence,
Despite thy victor sword, and fire-new fortune,

TRAITOR,-continued.
Thy valour, and thy heart,-thou art a traitor:
False to thy gods, thy brother, and thy father;
Conspirant 'gainst this high illustrious prince;
And from the extremest upward of thy head,
To the descent and dust beneath thy feet,
A most toad-spotted traitor.

Some of you, with Pilate, wash your hands,
Showing an outward pity; yet you Pilates
Have here deliver'd me to my sour cross,
And water cannot wash away your sin.
O, passing traitor, perjur'd, and unjust.
A giant traitor.

Thus do all traitors:
If their purgation did consist in words,
They are as innocent as grace itself.

K. L. v. 3.

R. II. iv. 1.

H.VI, PT. III. v. 1.
H. VIII. i. 2.

Though those that are betray'd

Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor
Stands in worse case of woe.

A. Y. i. 3.

Cym. iii. 4.

But cruel are the times, when we are traitors,
And do not know ourselves; when we hold rumour
From what we fear, yet know not what we fear;
But float upon a wild and violent sea,

Each way.

M. iv. 2.

Oh, let me live,

And all the secrets of our camp I'll show.

A. W. iv. 1.

TRANSLATING.

He hath studied her well, and translated her well; out of honesty into English.

TRAP.

Now is the woodcock near the gin.

TRAVELLING (See also HOME-Breeding).

All places that the eye of heaven visits,
Are to the wise man ports and happy havens.
Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits
Wer't not affection chains thy tender days
To the sweet glances of thy honour'd love,
I rather would entreat thy company,
To see the wonders of the world abroad,
Than, living dully sluggardis'd at home,
Wear out thy youth with shapeless idleness.

M. W. i. 3.

T. N. ii. 5.

R. II. i. 3.

T. G. i. 1.

than expe

I had rather have a fool to make me merry, rience to make me sad; and to travel for it too. A.Y. iv. 1.

TRAVELLING,-continued.

A traveller! By my faith you have great reason to be sad: I fear, you have sold your own lands, to see other men's; then, to have seen much, and to have nothing, is to have rich eyes and poor hands.

Thou didst make tolerable vent of thy travel.

Travellers ne'er did lie,

Though fools at home condemn them.

A. Y. iv. 1.

A. W. ii. 3.

T. iii. 3.

Farewell, monsieur traveller; Look, you lisp, and wear strange suits; disable all the benefits of your own country; be out of love with your nativity, and almost chide God for making you that countenance you are; or I will scarce think you have swam in a gondola.

A. Y. iv. 1.
They have all new legs, and lame ones; one would take it,
That never saw them pace before, the spavin,
A spring-halt reign'd among them.

As far as I see, all the good our English
Have got by the late voyage, is but merely

H. VIII. i. 3.

A fit or two o' the face; but they are shrewd ones;
For when they hold them, you would swear directly
Their very noses had been counsellors

To Pepin, or Clotharius, they keep state so.
He did request me to importune you,
To let him spend his time no more at home,
Which would be great impeachment to his age,
In having known no travel in his youth.

H. VIII. i. 3.

T.G. i. 3.

Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I; when I was at home, I was in a better place; but travellers must be

As a wood-cock to my own springe, Osrick,

I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.

TREASON.

Suspicion shall be all stuck full of eyes:
For treason is but trusted like the fox;

Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd, and lock'd up,
Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.
Look how we can, or sad, or merrily,
Interpretation will misquote our looks;

H. v. 2.

TREASON,-continued.

And we shall feed like oxen at a stall,
The better cherish'd still the nearer death.

Some treason, masters; yet stand close. TREPIDATION.

H. IV. PT. I. v. 2.
M. A. iii. 3.

She does so blush, and fetches her wind so short, as if she was frayed with a sprite: I'll fetch her. It is the prettiest villain-She fetches her breath as short as a new ta'en sparrow.

TRIALS.

Withhold thine indignation, mighty heaven, And tempt us not to bear above our power! TRIAL-FIRE.

With trial-fire touch me his finger-end;

If he be chaste, the flame will back descend,
And turn him to no pain; but if he start,
It is the flesh of a corrupted heart.

TRICKS.

T.C. iii. 2.

K. J. v. 6.

M.W. v. 5.

My master hath been an honourable gentleman, tricks he hath had in him, as gentlemen have.

A. W. v. 3. Well; if I be served such another trick, I'll have my brains ta'en out, and buttered, and give them to a dog for a new year's gift.

Triumphs for nothing, and lamenting toys,

Is jollity for apes, and grief for boys.

M. W. iii. 5.

The matter?

Cym. iv. 2.

Pr'ythee, have done;

And do not play in wench-like words with that
Which is so serious.

Cym. iv. 2.

Immoment toys, things of such dignity

TRINKETS.

As we greet modern friends withal.

TROUBLES.

A.C. v. 2.

O, how full of briers is this working-day world! A. F. i. 3.

As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods;

They kill us for their sport.

Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy;

This wide and universal theatre

Presents more woeful pageants than the scene
Wherein we play.

K. L. iv. 1.

A. Y. ii. 7.