COMPANY,-continued. and it is known to many in our land by the name of pitch: Well, heaven send the prince a better companion. COMPASSION. Had he been slaughter-man to all my kin, H. IV. PT. II. i. 2. I should not for my life but weep with him, To see how inly sorrow gripes his soul. H. VI. PT. III. i. 4. COMPENDIUM. There are some shrewd contents in yon' same paper. COMPLAINT. O, that I were Upon the hill of Basan, to outroar The horned herd! for I have savage cause; And to proclaim it civilly, were like A halter'd neck, which does the hangman thank COMPLIMENT. 'Twas never merry world Since lowly feigning was call'd compliment. COMPUNCTION (See also REMORSE). Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour, M.V. iii. 2. A. C. iii. 11. As thou art in desire? Would'st thou have that T. N. iii. 1. Letting I dare not, wait upon I would, Like the poor cat i' the adage? M. i. 7. We will proceed no further in this business: He hath honour'd me of late, and I have bought Seemeth their conference, their conceits have wings L. L. v. 2. So sensible CONCEIT,-continued. Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works. CONCLUSION. Indeed, without an oath, I'll make an end on't. FALSE. O most lame and impotent conclusion ! I extend my hand to him thus, quenching CONFERENCE, LEARNED. I'll talk a word with this same learned Theban. CONFIDENCE. As gentle and as jocund as to jest, Go I to fight: Truth has a quiet breast. UNWARRANTED. H. iii. 4. H. iv. 5. 0. ii. 1. T. Nii. 5. my familiar T. N. ii. 5. K. L. iii 4. R. II. i. 3. Is not this a strange fellow, my lord? that so confidently seems to undertake this business, which he knows is not to be done; damns himself to do, and dares better be damn'd than to do it. A. W. iii. 6. CONJUROR. They brought one Punch: a hungry lean-fac'd villain, A thread-bare juggler, a fortune-teller; A needy, hollow-ey'd, sharp-looking wretch, CONNEXIONS. C. E. v. 1. Why, this is to have a name in great men's fellowship. CONQUEROR (See also WAR). Before him A. C. ii. 7. He carries noise, and behind him he leaves tears. C. ii. 1. CONQUEST. Truly to speak, Sir, and with no addition, L. L. v. 2. H. iv. 4. CONSCIENCE (See also SUICIDE). I'll teach you how you shall arraign your conscience, Or hollowly put on. Go to your bosom ; M. M. ii. 3. Knock there; and ask your heart what it doth know. Who has a breast so pure, M. M. ii. 2. But some uncleanly apprehensions Keep leets and law-days, and in sessions sit O. iii. 3. What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted? I feel within me H. VI. PT. II. iii. 2. H. VIII. iii. 2 You shall see, anon; 'tis a knavish piece of work; but what of that? Your majesty, and we that have free souls, it touches us not: Let the gall'd jade wince, our withers are unwrung. Why, let the stricken deer go weep, The hart ungalled play; For some must watch, while some must sleep; Thus runs the world away. I'll observe his looks; I'll tent him to the quick; if he do blench, I know my course. H. iii. 2. H. iii. 2. H. ii. 2. I'll not meddle with it, it is a dangerous thing, it makes a man a coward; a man cannot steal, but it accuseth him; a man cannot swear, but it checks him; a man cannot lie with a neighbour's wife, but it detects him: 'Tis a blushing shame-fac'd spirit, that mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of obstacles: it made me once restore a purse of gold, that by chance I found; it beggars any man that keeps it; it is turned out of all towns and cities for a dangerous thing. R. III. i. 4. GUILTY. My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tale condemns me for a villain. How is't with me when every noise appals me? R. III. v. 3. M. ii. 2. CONSCIENCE, GUILTY,—continued. How smart H.VI. PT. III. v. 6. A lash that speech doth give my conscience! Methought the billows spoke and told me of it; Soft; I did but dream, O, coward conscience, how dost thou affright me! H. iii. 1. H. iii. 4. T. ii. 2. R. III. v. 3. With clog of conscience and sour melancholy. R. II. v. 6. Not so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies, That keep her from her rest. M. v. 3. Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd; SEARED. If it were a kybe, 'Twould put me to my slipper; but I feel not Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls; Devis'd at first, to keep the strong in awe. CONSPIRACY. While you here do snoring lie His time doth take: If of life you keep a care, Shake off slumber, and beware: Awake! Awake! M. v. 3. T. ii. 1. R. III. v. 3. T. ii. 2. CONSPIRACY,-continued. O conspiracy! Sham'st thou to show thy dangerous brow by night, To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspiracy, For if thou path thy native semblance on, POPULAR. It is a purpos'd thing, and grows by plot, : Suffer it, and live with such as cannot rule CONSTANCY (See also FIDELITY). The fineness of which metal is not found In fortune's love; for then, the bold and coward, Do to this body what extremes you can; J. C. ii. 1. C. iii. 1. T.C. i. 3. 4. Y. ii. 3. T.C. iv. 2. Now from head to foot, I am marble constant; now the fleeting moon A. C. v. 2. But I am constant as the northern star, CONJUGAL. Here I kneel. If e'er my wish did trespass 'gainst his love, J.C. iii. 1. |