FIT FOR A THIEF,-continued. it be too big for your thief, your thief thinks it little enough: FLATTERY (See also ADULATION, PARASITES). To counsel deaf, but not to flattery! The learned pate Ducks to the golden fool: All is oblique; Why this Is the world's soul; and just of the same piece Every one that flatters thee, M. M. iv. 2. T. A. i. 2. T. A. iv. 3. T. A. iii. 2. Poems. Is no friend in misery. He does me double wrong, That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue. O villains, vipers, damn'd without redemption! R. II. iii. 2. R. II. iii. 2. Ah! when the means are gone that buy this praise, He that loves to be flatter'd is worthy the flatterer. Why, what a candy deal of courtesy T. A. i. 1. H. IV. PT. 1. i. 3. But when I tell him, he hates flatterers, Why these looks of care? Thy flatterers yet wear silk, drink wine, lie soft; J.C. ii. 1. P. P. i. 2. R. III. i. 3. T. A. iv. 3. FLATTERY,-continued. I must prevent thee, Cimber. That will be thaw'd from the true quality, With that which melteth fools; I mean, sweet words, Lay not that flattering unction to your soul. Nay, do not think I flatter: For what advancement may I hope from thee, H. iii. 4. To feed and clothe thee? Why should the poor be flatter'd? pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee 'Tis holy sport to be a little vain When the sweet breath of flattery conquers strife. Sweet poison for the age's tooth. They clap the lubber Ajax on the shoulder; FOLLOWERS. I follow him to serve my turn upon him: FOOL. Why, thou silly gentleman! H. iii. 2. C. E. iii. 2. K. J. i. 1. T. C. iii..3. O. i. 1. O. i. 3. Let the doors be shut upon him; that he may play the fool nowhere but in his own house. H. iii. 1. Fools on both sides! T.C. i. 1. Alas, poor fool! how have they baffled thee! T. N. v. 1. I dare not call them fools; but this I think, L. L. v. 2. This fellow's wise enough to play the fool; He must observe their mood on whom he jests, And, like the haggard, check at every feather FOOL,-continued. As full of labour as a wise man's art: But wise men, folly-fallen, quite taint their wit. T. N. iii 1. A motley fool;-a miserable world! As I do live by food, I met a fool; Who laid him down, and bask'd him in the sun, And rail'd on lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms, and yet a motley fool. I am sprighted with a fool. FOOLERY. A. Y. ii. 7. Cym. ii. 3. Foolery, Sir, does walk about the orb, like the sun; it shines every where. Observe him for the love of mockery. What folly I commit, I dedicate to you. FOOLING. FOP. I do not like this fooling. They fool me to the top of my bent. T. N. iii. 1. T. N. ii. 5. T. C. iii. 2. T.C. v. 2. H. iii. 2. Beshrew me, the knight's in admirable fooling. T. N. ii. 3. The soul of this man is in his clothes. - FOREIGN. Whose manners still our tardy apish nation, FORBEARANCE (See STRENGTH). FOREBODING. Some unborn sorrow, ripe in fortune's womb, Yet, again, methinks, Is coming toward me. A heavy summons lies like lead upon me. I have an ill-divining soul: Methinks I see thee now thou art below, As one dead in the bottom of a tomb: A. W. ii. 5. R. II. ii. 1. R. II. ii. 2. M. ii. 1. Either my eye-sight fails, or thou look'st pale. R. J. iii. 5. The skies look grimly, And threaten present blusters. In my conscience, For my mind misgives, Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars, W. T. iii. 3. FOREBODING,-continued. With this night's revels; and expire the term In what particular thought to work, I know not; Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; R. J. i. 4. H. i. 1. M. iii. 2. I will drain him dry as hay; Sleep shall, neither night nor day, Hang upon his pent-house lid; He shall live a man forbid. M. i. 3. Ere the bat hath flown His cloister'd flight; ere, to black Hecate's summons, The shard-borne beetle, with his drowsy hums, Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done M. iii. 2. In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, Not a frown further. Kneel not to me; The power that I have on you, is to spare you; And deal with others better. Then I'll look up; My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer C. v. 3. T. v. 1. Cym. v. 5. Can serve my turn? Forgive me my foul murder!— FORGIVENESS,-continued. Of those effects for which I did the murder,- And deeper than oblivion do we bury FORLORN. H. iii. 3. A. W. v. 3. Even as men wrecked upon a sand, that look to be washed off the next tide. FORTITUDE. Nay, good my fellows, do not please sharp fate In the reproof of chance H.V. iv. 1. A. C. iv. 12. Lies the true proof of men: The sea being smooth, Upon her patient breast, making their way With those of nobler bulk! But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage The strong-ribb'd bark through liquid mountains cut, Like Perseus' horse: Where's then the saucy boat, Doth valour's show, and valour's worth, divide In storms of fortune: for, in her ray and brightness, Than by the tiger; but when the splitting wind Makes flexible the knees of knotted oaks, And flies fled under shade,-why, then, the thing of courage, As rous'd with rage, with rage doth sympathize, And, with an accent tun'd in self-same key, Returns to chiding fortune. Mine honour keeps the weather of my fate. FORTUNE. T.C. i. 3. T.C. v. 3. I have upon a high and pleasant hill, |