Lift his difcourfe of war, and you fhall hear
A fearful battle rendered you in mufic.
Turn him to any caufe of policy,

The Gordian knot of it he will unloofe
Familiar as his garter.

Hen. V. A&I.

'Tis beauty blent, whofe red and white
Nature's own fweet and cunning hand laid on.
Lady, you are the cruel'ft fhe alive,

If you will lead thefe graces to the grave,
And leave the world no copy.

Twelfth Night, A& I.

Lord H -TFD,

He feems to be of great authority! clofe with him; give him gold; and tho' authority be a stubborn. bear, yet he is oft led by the nose with gold fhew the infide of your purfe to the outside of his hand, and no more ado!

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Winter's Tale, A& IV.

Dfs of GR.

Stand forth, Hermione,

A fhining proof that innocence can bear
Affliction's fhar peft tortures unimpair'd,
And from the trial to the wond'ring fight
Come forth more pure, more amiably bright!
Winters Tale, A& V.
Duke

He fits amongst men like a defcended god;

He hath a kind of honour fets him off,

More than a mortal seeming!

Gymb. A& H.

Col. BRE."

This is fome fellow,

Who having been praised for bluntness, doth affect A faucy roughnefs, and conftrains the garb

Quite from his nature.

Lady FRAN. MRS.

Lear, A& H.

O Hero! what an angel hadft thou been,
If half thy outward graces had been plac'd
About the thoughts and councils of thy heart!
But fare thee well, moft foul! most fair!

Much Ado, A& IV.

Sir F. N

Never did I know

N.

A creature that did bear the shape of man,
So keen and greedy to confound a man !

Hon. Mr. ST.

Merch. of V. A& İ.

PE.

Thy head ftands fo tickle on thy fhoulders, that a

milkmaid, if he be in love would figh it off!

Mea. for Men. Aar.

Lady

Lady D-R-st.

Thou know'ft the mask of night is on my face,
Elfe would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek,
For that which thou haft heard me speak to-night.
Fain would I deny what I have spoke

But farewell compliment!

Rom. and Jul. A& I.

Drawn in the flatt'ring table of her eye!
Hang'd in the frowning wrinkle of her brow!
And quarter'd in her heart! he doth efpie
Himself Love's traitor: this is pity now

That hang'd, and drawn, and quarter'd, there fhould be

In fuch a love, fo vile a lout as he!

Tho' all the world fhould crack their duty to you, Tho' perils in the State

Abound as thick as thought could make 'em, and
Appear in form more horrid,-yet my duty,

As doth a rock against the chiding flood,
Should the approach of this wild river break,
And ftand unfhaken yours!

C

Hen. VIII. A& III.

Mr.

Befhrew my very heart;

I think you happy in this fecond match,
For it excells your firft; or if't did not,
Your first is dead, or 'twere as good he were,
As living hence, and you no ufe of him!

Rom. and Jul. A& III.

Hon. Mr. C-F-x.

If I become not a cart as well as another man, a

plague on my bringing up!

Hen. IV. Part I. A& II.

Lady AR-R.

Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this complexion she muft come at last!

Hamlet, A& V.

Lord HKE.

Did I not fellow?

I have seen the day, with my good biting falcion,
I could have made 'em skip:-I am old now,
And these vile croffes fpoil me:-out of breath !
Fie! oh, quite of breath and spent!

Lear, A&V.

Hon:

Hon. Mrs. E. MYN.

That I did love the Moor to live with him,
My downright violence, and ftorm of fortunes
May trumpet to the world.

I faw Othello's vifage in his mind,

And to his honours, and his valiant parts,

Did I my foul, and fortunes confecrate.

Othello, A& L.

Mrs. BR-DH-D.

I spy entertainment in her; fhe difcourfes,fhe carves,the gives the leer of invitation!

Merry #ion, Aa L

Lord M1].

Get thee glass fer, and like a fcurvy politician, Seem to fee the things thou dost not.

Lear, A&IV.

Mr. AY-ST-R-R.

What fay you to young Master Fenton? he capers, he dances, he writes verfes, he fmells April and May; he will carry it, 'tis in his buttons, he will carry it. Merry Wives Windfor.

Lord O-w.

I am very proud! revengeful! ambitious! with more offences at my beck, than I have thoughts to