'Tis a hard bondage, to become the wife
Of a detesting lord.

I do think, it is their husbands' faults,

A. W. iii. 5.

If wives do fall; Say, that they slack their duties
And pour our treasures into foreign laps;

Or else break out in peevish jealousies,

Throwing restraint upon us; or, say, they strike us,
Or scant our former having in despight:

Why, we have galls; and, though we have some grace,
Yet have we some revenge. Let husbands know,
Their wives have sense like them: they see, and smell,
And have their palates both for sweet and sour,
As husbands have. What is it that they do,
When they change us for others? Is it sport?
I think it is: And doth affection breed it?
I think it doth; Is't frailty, that thus errs?
It is so too: And have not we affections?
Desires for sport? and frailty, as men have?
Then, let them use us well; else, let them know,
The ills we do, their ills instruct us to.

WILFULNESS.

O, Sir, to wilful men,

The injuries that they themselves procure
Must be their schoolmasters.

WILL.

For death remember'd, should be like a mirror,
Who tell us, life's but breath; to trust it, error.
I'll make my will then; and, as sick men do,
Who know the world, see heaven, but feeling woe,
Gripe not at earthly joys, as erst they did.
Thou mak'st a testament

O. iv. 3.

K. L. ii. 4.

P. P. i. 1.

As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more
To that which had too much.

A. Y. ii. 1.

Fetch the will hither, and we shall determine
How to cut off some charge in legacies.

J. C. iv. 1.

Ay, who doubts that? a will! a wicked will;
A woman's will; a canker'd grandam's will.

K. J. ii. 1.

My will? Od's heartlings, that's a pretty jest, indeed! I ne'er made my will yet, I thank heaven; I am not such a sickly creature, I give heaven praise.

WIND.

M. W. iii. 4.

Ill blows the wind that profits nobody. H. VI. PT. III. ii. 5.

WINE (See also DRUNKARD).

Drunk! and speak parrot? and squabble? and swagger? and speak fustian with one's own shadow? O, thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee-devil! O. ii. 3.

Come, come; good wine is a good familiar creature, if it be well used; exclaim no more against it.

WINNING.

Winning would put any man into courage. WINTER.

When icicles hang by the wall,

And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail;
When blood is nipt, and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whit! to-who! a merry note,
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

When all aloud the wind doth blow,
And coughing drowns the parson's saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marian's nose looks red and raw;
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl,
Then nightly, &c.

O. ii. 3.

Cym. ii. 3.

L. L. v. 2.

A. Y. i. 2.

P. P. ii. 4.

A. C. iv. 13.

M. A. iii. 5.

He uses his folly like a stalking horse, and under the presentation of that, he shoots his wit.

A. Y. v. 4.

Odd quirks and remnants of wit.

M. A. ii. 3.

Since the little wit that fools have, was silenced, the little foolery that wise men have, makes a great show. A.Y. i. 2. But a merrier man,

Within the limit of becoming mirth,
I never spent an hour's talk withal:
His eye begets occasion for his wit;

WIT,-continued.

For every object that the one doth catch,
The other turns to a mirth-moving jest;
Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor)
Delivers in such apt and gracious words,
That aged ears play truant at his tales,
And younger hearings are quite ravished,
So sweet and voluble is his discourse.

A fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy.
Muster your wits: stand on your defence;
Or hide your heads like cowards, and fly hence.

L. L. ii. 1.

H. v. 1.

L. L. v. 2.

Those wits that think they have thee, do very oft prove fools; and I, that am sure I lack thee, may pass for a wise man for what says Quinapalus? Better a witty fool, than a foolish wit. T. N. i. 5.

I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men. H.IV. PT. II. i. 2.

It is no matter, if I do halt; I have the wars for my colour, and my pension shall seem the more reasonable: A good wit will make use of any thing; I will turn diseases to commodity. H. IV. PT. II. i. 2.

By my troth, we that have good wits, have much to answer for; we shall be flouting; we cannot hold.

Sir, your wit ambles well; it goes easily.

Dart thy skill at me;

Bruise me with scorn, confound me with a flout;

A. Y. v. 1.

M. A. v. 1.

Thrust thy sharp wit quite through my ignorance;

Cut me to pieces with thy keen conceit.

L. L. v. 2.

You should then have accosted her; and with some excellent jest, fire-new from the mint, you should have banged the youth into dumbness.

Have you not set mine honour at the stake,
And baited it with all the unmuzzled thoughts
That tyrannous heart can think?

Lo, lo, lo, lo, what modicums of wit he utters!
O, she would laugh me

Out of myself, press me to death with wit.
He wants wit that wants resolved will.

T. N. iii. 2.

T. N. iii. 1.

T. C. ii. 1.

M. A. iii. 1.

T. G. ii. 6.

M. A. ii. 3.

He doth, indeed, show some sparks that are like wit.

WIT,-continued.

Good wits will be jangling; but, gentles, agree. L. L. ii. 1.

None are so surely caught when they are catch'd,
As wit turn'd fool: folly, in wisdom hatch'd,
Hath wisdom's warrant, and the help of school;
And wit's own grace to grace a learned fool.
Folly in fools bears not so strong a note,
As foolery in the wise when wit doth dote;
Since all the power thereof it doth apply,
To prove, by wit, worth in simplicity.

Are these the breed of wits so wondered at?

L. L. v. 2.

L. L. v. 2.

L. L. v. 2.

Thou hast pared thy wit o' both sides, and left nothing in the middle.

His wit is as thick as Tewkesbury mustard.

K. L. 1. 4.

H. IV. PT. II. ii. 4.

Hector shall have a great catch, if he knock out either of your brains; 'a were as good crack a fusty nut with no kernel.

Are his wits safe? is he not light of brain?

T.C. ii. 1.

0. iv. 1.

See now, how wit may be made a Jack-a-lent, when 'tis upon ill employment.

Well, better wits have worn plain statute caps.

M.W. v. 5.

L. L. v. 2.

When a man's verses cannot be understood, nor a man's good wit seconded by the forward child, understanding, it strikes a man more dead than a great reckoning in a little A.Y. iii. 3.

room.

God help me! how long have you profess'd apprehension?
M. A. iii. 4.

He'll but break a comparison or two on me; which, per-
adventure, not marked, or not laughed at, strikes him into
melancholy; and then there's a partridge's wing saved, for
the fool will eat no supper that night.
M. A. ii. 1.

AN UNCONSCIOUS.

Nay, I shall ne'er be 'ware of mine own wit, till I break my shins against it. A. Y. ii. 4.

WIT, REFLECTIONS ON THE SCUll of a.

Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table in a roar? Not one now to mock your own grinning? quite

WIT, REFLECTIONS ON THE SCULL OF A,-continued.

chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell
her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must
come; make her laugh at that.
H. v. 1.

WOMEN'S.

Make the doors upon a woman's wit, and it will out at the casement; shut that, and 'twill out at the key-hole: stop that, 'twill fly with the smoke out at the chimney.

Upon her wit doth earthly honour wait,
And virtue stoops and trembles at her frown.

WITLING.

A. Y. iv. 1.

Tit. And. ii. 1.

This fellow pecks up wit, as pigeons, pease;
And utters it again when God doth please:
He is wit's pedlar; and retails his wares
At wakes, and wassails, meetings, markets, fairs;
And we that sell by the gross, the Lord doth know,
Have not the grace to grace it with such show.
WITCHES.

What are these,

So wither'd, and so wild in their attire,

That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth,
And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught

L. L. v. 2.

That man may question? You seem to understand me,
By each at once her choppy finger laying

Upon her skinny lips :-You should be women,
And yet your beards forbid me to interpret
That you are so.

I conjure you, by that which you profess,
(Howe'er you come to know it,) answer me :
Though you untie the winds, and let them fight
Against the churches; though the yesty waves
Confound and swallow navigation up;

M. i. 3.

Though bladed corn be lodg'd, and trees blown down;

Though castles topple on their warder's heads;

Though palaces, and pyramids, do slope

Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure

Of nature's germins tumble altogether,

Ev'n till destruction sicken,-answer me

To what I ask.

WITHDRAWING.

So to your pleasures;

am for other than for dancing measures.

M. iv. 1.

A.Y. v. 4.