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TEARS,-continued.

Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
For villany is not without such rheum;
And he, long traded in it, makes it seem
Like rivers of remorse and innocency.

K. J. iv.3.
OPTICAL ILLUSIONS OF.
Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows,
Which show like grief itself, but are not so:
For sorrow's eye, glazed with blinding tears,
Divides one thing entire to many objects;
Like pérspectives, which, rightly gaz'd upon,
Show nothing but confusion; ey'd awry,
Distinguish form : 80 your sweet majesty,
Looking awry upon your lord's departure,
Finds shapes of grief, more than himself, to wail ;
Which, look'd on as it is, is nought but shadows
Of what is not.

R. II. ii, 2.
Alas, poor man! grief hath so wrought on him,
He takes false shadows for true substances. Tit. And. ij. 2.

AND Signs.
The tide! Why, man, if the river were dry, I am able
to fill it with my tears; if the wind were down, I could
drive the boat with my sighs.

T.G. ii. 3. TEDIOUSNESS.

This will last out a night in Russia,
When nights are longest there: I'll take my leave,
And leave you to the hearing of the cause ;
Hoping you'll find good cause to whip them all. M. M. ii. 1.
Neighbours, you are tedious.

M. A. ii. 5. But, truly, for mine own part, if I were as tedious as a king, I could find in my heart to bestow it all of your worship.

M. A. ii. 5. TEMPERANCE.

Ask God for temperance, that's the appliance only
Which your disease requires.

H. VIII. i. 1. TEMPERS.

Now, by two-headed Janus,
Nature hath form’d strange fellows in her time:
Some that will evermore peep through their eyes,
And laugh, like parrots, at a bagpiper;
And other of such vinegar aspect,
That they'll not show their teeth in way of smile,
Though Nostor swear the jest be laughable. M.7. i.

TEMPEST.

Methinks, the wind hath spoke aloud at land:
A fuller blast ne'er shook our battlements :
If it hath ruffian'd so upon the sea,
What ribs of oak, when mountains melt on them,
Can hold the mortise ?

0. ii. 1
The night has been unruly; where we lay,
Our chimneys were blown down : and, as they say,
Lamentings heard i' th' air :-some say the earth
Was feverous, and did shake.

M. ii. 3.
The wrathful skies
Gallow the very wanderers of the dark,
And make them keep their caves: since I was man,
Such sheets of fire, such bursts of horrid thunder,
Such groans of roaring wind and rain, I never
Remember to have heard.

K. L. iii. 2.
Flam'd amazement.

T. i. 2.
For do but stand upon the foaming shore,
The chiding billows seem to pelt the clouds ;
The wind-shak'd surge, with high, and monstrous main,
Seems to cast water on the burning bear,
And quench the guards of the ever-fixed pole :
I never did like molestation view,
On the enchafed flood.

0. ii. 1.
The fire, and cracks
Of sulphurous roaring, the most mighty Neptune
Seem'd to besiege, and make his bold waves tremble,
Yea, his dread trident shake.

T. i. 2.
Are not you mov'd, when all the sway of earth
Shakes, like a thing unfirm ? O Cicero!
I have seen tempests, when the scolding winds
Have riv'd the knotty oaks; and I have seen
Th' ambitious ocean swell, and rage, and foam,
To be exalted with the threatening clouds;
But never till to night, never till now,
Did I go through a tempest dropping fire.
Either there is a civil strife in heaven ;
Or else the world, too saucy with the gods,
Incenses them to send destruction,

J.C. i. 3. I have seen two such sights, by sea, and by land ;-but I am not to say, it is a sea, for it is now the sky; betwixt the firmament and it, you cannot thrust a bodkin's point.

W. T. iii. 3.
Let the great gods
That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads,
Find out their enemies now. Tremble, thou wretch,

TEMPEST,-continued.

That hast within thee undivulged crimes,
Unwhipp'd of justice: Hide thee, thou bloody hand
That perjur'd, and thou simular man of virtue,
That art incestuous : Caitiff, to pieces shake,
That under covert and convenient seeming
Hast practis'd on man's life! Close pent-up guilts,
Rive your concealing continents, and cry
These dreadful summoners grace. I am a man,
More sinn'd against than sinning.

K. L. ii. 2. TEMPTATION.

There lurks a still and dumb-discoursive devil,
That tempts most cunningly.

T.C. iv. 4.
'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus,
Another thing to fall.

M. M. ii. 1.
Most dangerous
Is that temptation, that doth goad us on
To sin in loving virtue.

M, M. ii. 2.
Let but your honour know,
(Whom I believe to be most straight in virtue)
That, in the workings of your own affections,
Had time coher'd with place, or place with wishing,
Or that the resolute acting of your blood
Could have attain'd th' effect of your own purpose,
Whether you had not sometime in your life
Err'd in this point, which now you censure him,
And pull’d the law upon you.

M. M. ii. 1.
I am that way going to temptation,
Where prayers cross.

M. M. ii. 2.
Sometimes we are devils to ourselves,
When we will tempt the frailty of our powers,

Presuming on their changeful potency. T.C. iv. 4. TERROR.

Alas! how is't with you ?
That you do bend your eye on vacancy,
And with the incorporal air do hold discourse ?
Forth at your eyes your spirits wildly peep,
And, as the sleeping soldiers in the alarm,
Your bedded hair, like life in excrements,
Starts up, and stands on end.

H. üi, 4.
Thrice he walk'd
By their oppress'd and fear suprised eyes,
Within his truncheon's length; whilst they, distill'd
Almost to jelly with the act of fear,
Stand dumb, and speak not to him.

8. i. 2. TERROR,—continued.

Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves
Sball never tremble.

M. iii. 3. THANKS.

When a man thanks me heartily, methinks, I have given him a penny, and he renders me the beggarly thanks.

A. Y. ii. 5.
Often good turns
Are shufiled off with such uncurrent pay:
But, were my worth, as is my conscience, firm,
You should find better dealing.

T. N. iii.3.
Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor ;
Which, till my infant fortune come to years,
Stands for my bounty.

R. II. ii. 2. THEME.

would be argument for a week, laughter for a month, and a good jest for ever.

H. IV. PT. 1. ii. 2. THIEF, THIEVERY.

He will steal, Sir, an egg out of a cloister. A.W. iv. 3.
What simple thief brags of his own attaint? C. E. iii. 2.
A plague upon't, when thieves cannot be true to one another!

H. IV. PT. I. ii. 2.
Yet thanks I must you con,
That you are thieves profest ; that you work not
In holier shapes : for there is boundless theft
In limited professions.

T. A. iv. 3.
Rascal thieves,
Here's gold: Go, sack the subtle blood of the grape,
Till the high fever seeth your blood to froth,
And so 'scape hanging: trust not the physician;
His antidotes are poison, and he slays
More than you rob: take wealth and lives together;
Do villany, do, since you profess to do't,
Like workmen. I'll example you with thievery:
The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction
Robs the vast sea; the moon's an arrant thief,
And her pale fire she snatches from the sun:
The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves
The moon into salt tears: the earth's a thief,
That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen
From general excrement: each thing's a thief,
The law's your curb and whip, in their rough power
Have uncheck'd theft. Love not yourselves; away;
Rob one another. There's more gold : Cut throats;
All that you meet are thieves : To Athens, go,

THIEF,-continued.

Break shops ; nothing can you steal,
But thieves do lose it.

T. A. iv. 3.
Master, be one of them;
It is an honourable kind of thievery.

T.G. iv. 1. THORNY POINT.

0, that way madness lies ; let me shun that;
No more of that.

K. L, üi. 4.
THOUGHT.
In the quick forge and working house of thought.

H.V. v. chorus.
Jumping o'er times;
Turning the accomplishment of many years
Into an hour-glass.

H.V. i. chorus
Sky-aspiring and ambitious thoughts.

R. II. i. 3.
A generation of still-breeding thoughts,
And these same thoughts people this little world ;
In humours, like the people of this world,
For no thought is contented.

R. II. v.5. THOUGHTFULNESS.

Why, he stalks up and down like a peacock, a stride and a stand; ruminates, like an hostess that hath no arithmetic but her brain to set down her reckoning; bites his lip with a politic regard, as who should say,—there were wit in his head, an 'twould out; and so there is; but it lies as coldly in him as fire in a flint, which will not show without knocking.

T.C. ii. 3.
My lord, we have
Stood here observing him; some strange commotion
Is in his brain; he bites his lip, and starts ;
Stops on a sudden, looks upon the ground,
Then lays his finger on his temple ; straight,
Springs out into fast gait, then, stops again,
Strikes his breast hard ; and anon, he casts
His eye against the moon; in most strange postures
We have seen him set himself.

HVIII. iii. 2
There is a mutiny in his mind.

H.VIII. üi. 2 THREAT.

Unmanner'd dog! stand thou when I command:
Advance thy halberd higher than my breast,
Or, by St. Paul, I'll strike thee to my foot,
And spurn upon thee, beggar, for thy boldness. R. III. i. 2.

Priest, beware your beard ;
I mean to tug it, and to cuff you soundly:

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