LABOUR in vain. Numbering sands and drinking oceans dry. R. II. ii. 2.
You may as well go about to turn the sun to ice, by fanning in his face with a peacock's feather. H. V. iv. 1.
I have seen a swan With bootless labour swim against the tide, And spend her strength with over-matching waves. H. VI. pt. III. i. 4.
LABYRINTH. Here's a maze trod, indeed, Through forth-rights, and meanders ! T. iii. 3.
LAMENTATIONS (See also Sorrow, Tears). Why should calamity be full of words ? R. III. iv. 4.
Windy attorneys to their client woes, Airy succeeders to intestate joys, Poor breathing orators of miseries ! Let them have scope :
though what they do impart, Help nothing else, yet do they ease the heart. R.III. iv. 4.
Alas, poor Yorick ! H. v. 1.
Wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss, But cheerly seek how to redress their harms. H. VI. pt. III. v. 4.
Cry, Trojans, cry ! lend me ten thousand eyes, And I will fill them with prophetic tears. Virgins and boys, mid-age and wrinkled elders,
Soft infancy, that nothing canst but cry, Add to my clamours ! let us pay betimes A moiety of that mass of moan to come. T. C. ii. 2.
LAND Owner. He hath much land, and fertile: — 'Tis a chough; but, as I say, spacious in the possession of dirt. H. v. 2.
LANGUAGE, Engaging. He speaks holiday. M. W. iii. 2.
LARK. The lark, whose notes do beat The vaulty heaven so high above our heads. R. J. iii. 5.
LATE Hours. Have you no wit, manners, nor honesty, but to gabble like tinkers at this time of night ? T. N. ii. 3.
What doth gravity out of his bed at midnight ! H. IV. pt. I. ii. 4.
LATIN. Away with him, away with him ! He speaks Latin. H. VI. pt. II. iv. 2.
0, good, my lord, no Latin ; I am not such a truant since my coming, As not to know the language I have liv'd in. H. VIII. iii. 1.
You do ill to teach the child such words : he teaches him to hick, and to hack, which they'll do fast enough of themselves ; and to call
horum ; — fye upon you ! M. W. iv. 1.
0, I smell false Latin. L. L. v. 1.
LAUGHTER. With his eyes in flood with laughter. Cym. i. 7.
0, you shall see him laugh, till his face be like a wet cloak, ill laid up. H. IV. pt. II. v. 1.
With such a zealous laughter, so profound. L. L. v. 2.
Stopping the career of laughter with a sigh. W.T. i. 2.
Making that idiot, laughter, keep men's eyes, And strain their cheeks to idle merriment, A passion hateful to my purposes. K. J. iii. 3.
0, I am stabb'd with laughter. L. L. v . 2.
More merry tears The passion of loud laughter never shed. M. N. v. 1.
LAW (See also Litigation). We have strict statutes and most biting laws. M. M. i. 4.
When law can do no right, Let it be lawful, that law bar no wrong. K. J. iii. 1.
In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil ? M. V. iii. 2.
Help, master, help ; here's a fish hangs in the net, like a poor man's right in the law ; 'twill hardly come out. P. P. ii. 1.
The brain may devise laws for the blood ; but a hot temper leaps over a cold decree : such a hare is madness the youth, to skip o'er the meshes of good counsel the cripple. M. V. i. 2.
We must not make a scarecrow of the law, Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape till custom make it Their
perch, and not their terror. M. M. ii. 1.
There is no power in Venice Can alter a decree established : 'Twill be recorded for a precedent ; And many an error, by the same example, Will rush into the state : it cannot be. M. V. iv. 1.
We are for law, he dies. T. A. iii. 5.
It pleases time and fortune to lie heavy Upon a friend of mine, who, in hot blood, Hath stepp'd into the law, which is past depth To those that, without heed, plunge into it. T. A. iii. 5.
Now, as fond fathers, Having bound up the threatening twigs of birch, Only to stick it in their children's sight, For terror, not to use ; in time the rod Becomes more mock'd than fear'd : so our decrees, Dead to infliction, to themselves are dead ; And liberty plucks justice by the nose. M. M. i. 4.
What's open made to justice, That justice seizes. What know the laws, That thieves do pass on thieves ? 'Tis very pregnant, The jewel
that we find we stoop and take it, Because we see it ; but what we do not see, We tread upon, and never think of it. M. M. ii. 1.
The bloody book of law You shall yourself read in the bitter letter, After your own sense. O. i. 3.
If by this crime he owes the law his life, Why, let the war receiv't in valiant gore ; For law is strict, and war is nothing more.
T. A. iii. 5.
Faith, I have been a truant in the law ; And never yet could frame my will to it ; And, therefore, frame the law unto my will.
H. VI. pt. I. ii. 4.
But, I pr'ythee, sweet wag, shall there be gallows stand- ing in England when thou art king ? — and resolution thus fobb'd as it is, with the rusty curb of old father antic, the law ? H. IV. pt. I. i. 2.
Abuse of. The usurer hangs the cozener. K. L. iv. 6.
LAWYERS. The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers. H. VI. pt. II. iv. 2.
Do as adversaries in law, strive mightily, But eat and drink as friends. T. S. i. 2.
LEADER. Another of his fashion they have not ; To lead their business. 0. i. 1.
LEAN Visage. Would he were fatter: — But I fear him not: — Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men ; he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony ; he hears no music : Seldom he smiles ; and smiles in such a sort, As if he mock'd himself, and scorn'd his spirit That could be mov'd to smile at any thing. Such men as he be never at heart's ease, Whiles they behold a greater than themselves ; And therefore are they very dangerous. J.C. i. 2.
LEARNING (See also Light, King Henry V., Study). O this learning ! what a thing it is ! T. S. i. 2.
Learning is but an adjunct to ourself. L. L. iv. 3.
A mere hoard of gold, kept by a devil; till sack commences it, and sets it in use. H. IV. pt. II. iv. 3.
LEEK, The. Will you mock at an antient tradition, begun upon an honourable respect, and worn as a memorable trophy of predeceased valour, — and dare not avouch in your deeds any of your words ? H. V. v. 1.
LEERING. I spy entertainment in her ; she discourses, she carves, she gives the leer of invitation. M. W. i. 3.
LEGITIMACY. Sirrah, your brother is legitimate : Your father's wife did after wedlock bear him : And if she did play false, the fault was her's ; Which fault lies on the hazards of all husbands That marry wives. K. J. i. 1.
LENITY. For what doth cherish weeds but gentle air ? And what makes robbers bold, but too much lenity ? H. VI. pt. III. ii. 6.
My gracious liege, this too much lenity And harmful pity, must be laid aside. H.VI. pt. III. ii. 2.
LETTER. An' it shall please you to break up this, it shall seem to signify. M.V.ii.4.
Why, what read you there, That hath so cowarded and chas'd your blood, Out of appearance ? H. V. ii. 2.
Let us see : — Leave, gentle wax ; and manners, blame us not. K.L. iv. 6.
Read o'er this ; And after, this ; and then to breakfast, with What appetite you have. H. VIII. iii. 2.
Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words That ever blotted paper. M. V. iii. 2.
Why, thou picture of what thou seemest, and idol of idiot-worshippers, here's a letter for thee. T. C. v. 1.
LIAR. Lies. Lying. One that lies three-thirds, and uses a known truth to pass a thousand nothings with, should be once heard, and thrice beaten. A.W. ii. 5.
You told a lie ; an odious, damned lie ; Upon my soul, a lie ; a wicked lie. 0. v. 2.
He will lie, Sir, with such volubility, that you would think truth were a fool. A. W. iv. 3.
Two beggars told me, I could not miss my way : Will poor folks lie, That have afflictions on them ; knowing 'tis A punishment, or trial ?
Yes ; no wonder, When rich ones scarce tell true : To lapse in fulness Is sorer than to lie for need ; and falsehood Is worse in kings than beggars. Cym. iii. 6.
Let me have no lying ; it becomes none but tradesmen. W. T. iv. 3.
Detested kite ! thou liest. K. L. i. 4.
These lies are like the father that begets them ; gross as a mountain, open, palpable. H. IV. pt. I. ii. 4.
This same starved justice hath done nothing but prate to me of the wildness of his youth, and the feats he hath done about
Turnbull-street ; and every third word a lie, duer paid to the hearer than the Turk's tribute. H.IV. pt. II. iii. 2.
Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou. T. iii. 2.
Whose tongue soe'er speaks false, Not truly speaks ; who speaks not truly, lies. K. J. iv. 3.
A very honest woman, but something given to lie; as a woman should not do, but in the way of honesty. A.C.v.2.
Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying ! H. IV. pt. II. iii. 4.
HIS OWN DUPE. Like one, Who having, unto truth, by telling of it, Made such a sinner of his memory, To credit his own lie. T. i. 2.
LIBERTY. Blessed be those, How mean soe'er, that have their honest wills, Which seasons comfort. Cym. i. 7.
LICENTIOUSNESS. As surfeit is the father of much fast, So every scope, by the immoderate use, Turns to restraint. M. M. i. 3.
LIFE (See also Illusion, Man, Death). Thy life's a miracle. K. L. iv. 6.
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more ; it is a tale Told by
an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. M. v. 5.
O gentlemen, the time of life is short ; To spend that shortness basely, were too long, If life did ride upon a dial's point, Still ending at th' arrival of an hour. H. IV. pt. I. v. 2.
I see, a man's life is a tedious one. Cym. iii. 6.
Like madness is the glory of this life. T. A. i. 2.
Reason thus with life : — If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing, That none but fools would keep. M. M. iii. 1.
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipp'd them not ; and our crimes would despair, if they were not cherished by our virtues. A. W. iv. 3.
The sands are number'd that make up my life. H.VI. pt. III. i. 4.
Life is a shuttle. M. W. v. 1.
Thus play I, in one person, many people, And none contented. R. II. v. 5.
O excellent ! I love long life better than figs ! A. C. i. 2.
Think, ye see The very persons of our noble story, As they were living ; think, you see them great, And follow'd with the general throng,
and sweat, Of thousand friends , then, in a moment, see How soon this mightiness meets misery ! H. VIII. prologue.
It is silliness to live, when to live is a torment : and then we have a prescription to die, when death is our physician. 0. 1. 3.
That life is better life, past fearing death, Than that which lives to fear. M. M. v. 1.
Thus, sometimes, hath the brightest day a cloud ; And, after summer, evermore succeeds Barren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold :
So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet. H. VI. pt. II. ii. 4.
Epitomized (See World).
Desire of. Camillo. — I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: it is a gallant child; one that, indeed, physics the subject, makes old hearts fresh: they, that went on crutches ere he was born, desire yet their life, to see him a man.
Archidamus. — Would they else be content to die ?
Camillo. — Yes ; if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live.
Archidamus. — If the king had no son, they would desire to live on crutches till he had one. W. T. i. 1.
LIGHT (See also Study). Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile : So, ere you find where light in darkness lies, Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes. L. L. i. 1.
LIGHT Infantry. And this same half-fac'd fellow, Shadow, — give me this man ; he presents no mark to the enemy ; the foeman may
with as great aim level at the edge of a pen-knife : And, for a retreat, — how swiftly will this Feeble, the woman's tailor, run off !
0, give me the spare men, and spare me the great ones. H. IV. pt. II. iii. 2.
LIGHTNING (See also Quickness). Like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say, — It lightens ! R. J. ii. 2.
Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth ;. And ere a man can say, — Behold !
The jaws of darkness do devour it up. M. N. i. 1.
To stand against the deep dread-bolted thunder, In the most terrible and nimble stroke Of quick, cross lightning. K. L. iv. 7.
LINEAGE (See also Ancestry). A plague of both your houses ! R. J. iii. 1.
There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good fellowship in thee, nor thou earnest not of the blood-royal, if thou dar'st not stand for ten shillings. H. IV. pt. I. i. 2.
LION. 'Tis The royal disposition of that beast, To prey on nothing that doth seem as dead. A. Y. iv. 3.
So looks the pent-up lion o'er the wretch, That trembles under his devouring paws : And so he walks, insulting o'er his prey ; And so he comes to rend his limbs asunder. H. VI. pt. III. i. 3.
LITIGATION (See also Law). I'll have an action of battery against him, if there be any law in Illyria. T. N. iv. 1.
Persuade me not, I will make a star chamber matter of it. M. W. i. 1.
I'll answer him by law: I'll not budge an inch. T. S. Ind. 1.
LIVELIHOOD. You take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live. M. V. iv. 1.
LONELINESS. Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds Do sorely ruffle ; for many miles about There's scarce a bush.
K. L. ii. 4.
Insupportable. But whate'er I am, Nor I, nor any man, that but man is, With nothing shall be pleas'd, till he be eas'd With being nothing.
R. II. v. 5.
LONGEVITY. A light heart lives long. L.L. v. 2.
LONG (Stories). Men, pleas'd themselves, think others will delight In such like circumstance, with such like sport. Their copious stories, oftentimes begun, End without audience, and are never done. Poems.
LORD. Thou art a lord, and nothing but a lord. T. S. Ind. 2.
Upon my life I am a lord, indeed ; And not a tinker, nor Christophero Sly. T. S. Ind. 2.
LORD'S Anointed. A flourish, trumpets !— strike alarum, drums ! Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale women Rail on the Lord's anointed. R. III. iv. 4.
LOVE (See also Courtship, Fidelity). Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love, Which alters
when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no, it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never
shaken; It is the star to every wand'ring bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy
lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to
the edge of doom. Poems.
To be wise, and love, exceeds man's might. T. C. iii. 2.
Good shepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to love. It is to be all made of sighs and tears, It is to be all made of faith and service, It is to be all made of fantasy, All made of passion, and all made of wishes ; All adoration, duty, and observance, All humbleness, all patience, and impatience, All purity, all trial, all observance. A. Y. v. 2.
As love is fall of unbefitting strains ; All wanton as a child, skipping, and vain ; Form'd by the eye, and, therefore, like the eye, Full of strange shapes, of habits, and of forms, Varying in subjects as the eye doth roll To every varied object in his glance. L.L.v.2.
But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain : But with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power ; And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices. It adds a precious seeing
to the eye ; A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind ; A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound, When the suspicious head of theft is
stopp'd ; Love's feeling is more soft, and sensible, Than are the tender horns of cockled snails ; Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste : For valour, is not love a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides ? Subtle as Sphynx, as sweet and musical As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods .Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd witn love's sighs ; O then his lines would ravish savage ears, And
plant in tyrants mild humility. L. L. iv. 3.
Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs ; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in a lover's eyes ; .Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears : What is it else ? a madness most discreet, A choking gall, and a preserving sweet. R. J. i. 1.
Love like a shadow flies, when substance love pursues ; Pursuing that that flies, and flying what, pursues. M. W. ii. 2.
Didst thou but know the inly touch of love, Thou would'st as soon go kindle fire with snow, As seek to quench the fire of love with words. T.G. ii. 7.
Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind ; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind ; Nor hath love's mind of any judgment taste ; Wings, and no eyes, figure unheedy haste ; And therefore is love said to be a child, Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd. M. N. i. 1.
Love is a familiar : love is a devil : there is no evil angel but love. Yet Sampson was so tempted ; and he had an excellent strength: yet
was Solomon so seduced; and he had a very good wit. L. L. i. 2.
Adieu, valour ! rust, rapier ! be still, drum.! for your manager is in love ; yea, he loveth. L. L. i. 2.
O king, believe not this hard-hearted man ; Love, loving not itself, none other can. R. II. v. 3.
O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou ! T. N. i. 1.
Come hither, boy : If ever thou shalt love, In the sweet pangs of it, remember me ; For, such as I am, all true lovers are ; Unstaid and
skittish in all motions else, Save in the constant image of the creature That is belov'd. T. N. ii. 4.
It is as easy to count atomies, as to resolve the propositions of a lover. A. Y. iii. 2.
The strongest, love will instantly make weak : Strike the wise dumb ; and teach the fool to speak. Poems.
Excellent wretch ! Perdition catch my soul, But I do love thee ! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again. 0. iii. 3.
I know I love in vain, strive against hope ; Yet in this captious and intenible sieve, I still pour in the waters of my love, And lack not to lose still : thus, Indian-like, Religious in mine error, I adore The sun, that looks upon his worshipper, But knows of him no more.
A. W. i.3.
We, that are true lovers, run into strange capers ; but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mortal in folly. A.Y.ii.4.
Love is merely a madness ; and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip, as madmen do : and the reason why they are not so punished and cured, is, that the lunacy is so ordinary, that the whippers are in love too. A.Y.iii. 2.
O coz, coz, coz, my pretty little coz, that thou didst know how many fathom deep I am in love ! But it cannot be sounded ; my affection hath an unknown bottom, like the bay of Portugal A. Y. iv. 1.
Break an hour's promise in love ! A. Y. iv. 1.
By heaven, I do love ; and it hath taught me to rhyme, and to be melancholy. L. L. iv. 3.
If he be not in love with some woman, there is no believing old signs : he brushes his hat o' mornings ; — what should that bode ?
M. A. iii. 3.
The greatest note of it is his melancholy. M. A. iii. 2.
I found him under a tree, like a dropped acorn. A.Y.iii.2.
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit ; For, if they could, Cupid himself would blush.
M. V. ii. 6.
This is the very ecstacy of love : _ Whose violent property foredoes itself, And leads the will to desperate undertakings, As oft as any passion under heaven, That does afflict our natures. H. ii. 1.
Cressid, I love thee in so strain'd a purity, That the bless'd gods — as angry with my fancy, More bright in zeal than the devotion which Cold lips blow to their deities. T. C. iv. 4.
I do much wonder that one man, seeing how much another man is a fool when he dedicates his behaviour to love, will, after he hath
laughed at such shallow follies in others, become the argument of his own scorn, by falling in love. M. A. ii. 3.
The more thou damm'st it up, the more it burns ; The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently
doth rage But when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with th' enamel' d stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage ; And so, by many winding nooks, he strays, With willing sport, to the wild ocean.
T. G. ii. 7.
0, pardon me, my lord ; it oft falls out, To have what we'd have, we speak not what we mean : I something do excuse the thing I hate, For his advantage that I dearly love. M. M. ii. 4.
If I do not take pity of her, I'm a villain ; if I do not love her, I am a Jew: I will go get her picture. M. A. ii. 3.
Not only, Mistress Ford, in the simple office of love, but in all accoutrement, complement, and ceremony of it. M. W. iv. 2.
Tell her, my love, more noble than the world, Prizes not quantity of dirty lands ; The parts that fortune hath bestow'd upon her, Tell her,
I hold as giddily as fortune ; But 'tis that miracle, and queen of gems, That nature pranks her in, attracts my soul. T. N. ii. 4.
As the most forward bud Is eaten by the canker ere it blow, Ev'n so by love the young and tender wit Is turn'd to folly ; blasting in the bud, Losing his verdure even in the prime, And all the fair effects of future hopes. T.G. i. 1.
0, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by-and-by a cloud takes all away. T.G. i.3.
As in the sweetest bud The eating canker dwells, so eating love Inhabits in the finest wits of all. T.G. i. 1.
Your brother and my sister no sooner met, but they looked ; no sooner looked, but they loved ; no sooner loved, but they sighed ; no
sooner sighed, but they asked one another the reason ; no sooner knew the reason, but they sought the remedy : and in these degrees
they have made a pair of stairs to marriage. A. Y. v. 2.
Indeed, he was mad for her, and talk'd of Satan, and of limbo, and of furies. A.W. v. 3.
But if thy love were ever like to mine, How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy ! A. Y. ii. 4.
He was wont to speak plain, and to the purpose, like an honest man, and a soldier ; and now he has turn'd orthographer ; his words are a very fantastical banquet, just so many strange dishes. M. A. ii. 3.
If thou remember'st not the slightest folly That ever love did make thee run into, Thou hast not lov'd. A.Y. ii. 4.
O ! — And I, forsooth, in love ! I, that have been love's whip ; A very beadle to a humorous sigh ; A critic ; nay, a night-watch constable ;
A domineering pedant o'er the boy, Than whom no mortal so magnificent ! This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy ; This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid ; Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Liege of all loiterers and malcontents : * * * * What ? I ! I love ! I sue ! I seek a wife ! A woman, that is like a German clock, Still a repairing ; ever out
of frame ; And never going aright, being a watch, But being watch'd that it may still go right !
L. L. iii. 1.
For aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth ; But, either it was
different in blood ; O cross ! too high to be enthrall'd to low ! Or else misgraffed, in respect of years ; O spite ! too old to be engag'd to
young ! Or else it stood upon the choice of friends : O hell ! to choose love by another's eye ! Or, if there Were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it ; Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightningin the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfold both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion. M. N. i. 1.
For know, Iago, But that I love the gentle Desdemona, I would not my unhoused free condition Put into circumspection and confine, For the sea's worth. O. i. 2.
Love's reason's without reason. Cym. iv. 2.
The gods themselves, Humbling their deities to love, have taken The shapes of beasts upon them : Jupiter Became a bull and bellow'd ; the green Neptune A ram, and bleated ; and the fire-rob'd god, Golden Apollo, a poor humble swain, As I seem now : Their transformations Were never for a piece of beauty, rarer ; Nor in a way so chaste : since my desires Run not before mine honour.
W. T. iv. 3.
He says, he loves my daughter; I think so too ; for never gaz'd the moon Upon the water, as he'll stand and read, As 'twere, my daughter's eyes : and, to be plain, I think, there is not half a kiss to choose, Who loves another best. W. T. iv. 3.
Still harping on my daughter : — yet he knew me not at first ; he said, I was a fishmonger : He is far gone, far gone. H. ii. 2.
Ever till now, When men were fond, I smil'd, and wonder'd how. M. M. ii. 2.
All fancy-sick she is, and pale of cheer, With sighs of love. M. N. iii. 2.
They are but beggars that can count their worth ; But my true love is grown to such excess, I cannot sum up half my sum of wealth.
R. J. ii. 6.
Mine eyes Were not in fault, for she was beautiful ; Mine ears, that heard her flattery ; nor mine heart, That thought her like her seeming ; it had been vicious To have mistrusted her. Cym. v. 5.
Soft, let us see ; — Write, " Lord have mercy upon us" on these three ; They are infected, in the heart it lies ; They have the plague, and caught it of your eyes. L. L. v. 2.
A lean cheek, — a blue eye, and sunken, — an unquestionable spirit, — a beard neglected: — Then your hose should be ungartered, your bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and every thing about you demonstrating a careless desolation.
A.Y. iii. 2.
If he love her not, And be not from his reason fall'n thereon, Let me be no assistant for a state, But keep a farm and carters.
H. ii. 2.
O then, give pity To her, whose state is such, that cannot choose But lend and give, where she is sure to lose ; That seeks not to find what her search implies, But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dies. A. W. i. 3.
He is far gone, far gone: and truly in my youth I suffered much extremity for love ; very near this. H. ii. 2.
Here comes the lady. — 0, so light a foot Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint. A lover may bestride the gossamers That idle in the wanton summer air, And yet not fall. R. J. ii. 6.
She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. T. N. ii. 4.
However we do praise ourselves. Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. T. N. ii. 4.
We men may say more, swear more : but indeed, Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love.
T. N. ii. 4.
0, she that hath a heart of that fine frame, To pay this debt of love but to a brother, How will she love, when the rich golden shaft Hath kill'd the flock of all affections else That live in her ! when liver, brain, and heart, These sovereign thrones, are all supplied and fill'd (Her sweet perfections,) with one self king ! — Away before me to sweet beds of flowers ; Love-thoughts lie rich, when canopied with bowers.
T. N. i.1.
In love, the heavens themselves do guide the state, Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate. M. W. v. 5.
I have done penance for contemning love ; Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd me With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs ; For in revenge of my contempt of love, Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled eyes, And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow. T.G. ii. 4.
I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say, I love you ; then, if you urge me further than to say, Do you in faith ? I wear out my suit. Give me your answer ; i' faith do, and so clap hands, and a bargain. H. V. v. 2.
She, sweet lady, dotes, Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry, Upon this spotted and inconstant man. M. N. i. 1.
So loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven, Visit her face too roughly. H. i. 2.
Hang him, truant ; there's no true drop of blood in him, to be truly touch'd with love: if he be sad, he wants money. M. A. iii. 2.
Sweet love, I see, changing his property, Turas to the sourest and most deadly hate. R. II. iii. 2 .
It is the show and seal of nature's truth, Where love's strong passion is impress'd in youth. A. W. i. 3.
To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit. Poems.
I lov'd Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. H. v. 1.
My love till death, my humble thanks, my prayers ; That love, which virtue begs, and virtue grants. H. VI. pt. III . iii. 2.
Why, man, she is mine own ; And I as rich in having such a jewel, As twenty seas, if all their sands were pearl, The water, nectar, and the rocks pure gold. T. G. ii. 4.
What dangerous action, stood it next to death, Would I not undergo for one calm look ? 0, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd, When women cannot love where they're beloved. T. G. v. 4.
Go to ; it is a plague That Cupid will impose for my neglect Of his almighty dreadful little might. Well ; I will love, write, sigh, pray, sue, and groan ; Some men must love my lady, and some Joan. L. L. iii. 1.
Good Mistress Page, for that I love your daughter In such a righteous fashion as I do, Perforce, against all checks, rebukes, and manners, I must advance the colours of my love, And not retire. M. W. iii. 4.
With adorations, and with fertile tears, With groans that thunder love, with sighs of fire. T. N. i. 5.
How now ? Even so quickly may one catch the plague ? Methinks, I feel this youth's perfections, With an invisible and subtle stealth, To creep in at mine eyes. T. N. i. 5.
A murd'rous guilt shows not itself more soon Than love that would seem hid ; love's night is soon. T. N. iii. 1.
Fie, Fie ! how wayward is this foolish love, That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse, And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod !
T. G. i. 2.
What ? do I love her, That I desire to hear her speak again, And feast upon her eyes ? M.M. ii. 2.
There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd. A. C. i. 1.
Drawn in the flattering table of her eye ! Hang'd in the frowning wrinkle of her brow ! And quarter'd in her heart ! K. J. ii. 2.
They are in the very wrath of love, and they will together ; clubs cannot part them. A. Y. v. 2.
Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof ! R. J. i. 1.
Love will suspect where is no cause of fear ; And there not fear where it should most distrust. Poems.
Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should, without eyes, see path-ways to his will ! R. J. i. 1.
Were I crown'd the most imperial monarch, Thereof most worthy ; were I the fairest youth That ever made eye swerve ; had force and knowledge, More than was ever man's, — I would not prize them, Without her love : for her, employ them all ; Commend them, and condemn them, to her service, Or to their own perdition. W. T. iv. 3.
If thou be'st valiant, as (they say) base men, being in love, have then a nobility in their natures, more than is native to them, — listen to me. 0. ii. 1.
I saw Othello's visage in his mind ; And to his honours and his valiant parts, Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate. 0. i. 3.
Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins. M. V. iii. 2.
Thou art most rich, being poor ; Most choice, forsaken ; and most lov'd, despis'd. Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon. K. L. i. 1.
In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond ; And therefore thou may'st think of my 'haviour light : But trust me, gentlemen, I'll prove more true
Than those that have more cunning to be strange. R. J. ii. 2.
Ah me ! how sweet is love itself possess'd, When but love's shadows are so rich in joy ! R. J. v. 1.
Love's invisible soul. T. C. iii. 1.
Her virtues, graced with external gifts, Do breed love's settled passions in my heart. H. VI. pt. I. v. 5.
His love was an eternal plant ; Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground, The leaves and fruit maintain'd with beauty's sun.
H. VI. pt. III. iii. 3.
First you have learn'd like Sir Proteus, to wreath your arms, like a malecontent ; to relish a love-song, like a robin-red-breast ; to walk
alone, like one that had the pestilence ; to sigh, like a school-boy that had lost his A B C ; to weep, like a young wench that had buried her grandam ; to fast, like one that takes diet ; to watch, like one that fears robbing ; to speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas.
T.G.ii.1.
Holy St. Francis, what a change is here ! Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear, So soon forsaken ? Young men's love then lies Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. Jesu Maria ! what a deal of brine Hath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline ! How much salt water thrown away in waste, To season love, that of it doth not taste ! The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven clears, Thy old groans ring yet in my antient ears ; Lo, here upon thy cheek the stain doth sit Of an old tear that is not wash'd off yet : If e'er thou wast thyself, and these woes thine, Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline ; — And art thou chang'd ? R. J. ii. 3.
There lives within the very flame of love A kind of wick, or snuff, that will abate it : And nothing is at a like goodness still ; For goodness, growing to a pleurisy, Dies in its own too-much. H. iv. 7.
0, gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown, and be perverse, and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo : but, else, not for the world. R. J. ii. 2.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! 0, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! R. J. ii. 2.
She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd ; And I lov'd her that she did pity them. 0. i. 3.
Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love. A. Y. iv. 1.
Ay, but hearken, Sir ; though the cameleon love can feed on the air, I am one that am nourished by my victuals, and would fain have meat. T. G. ii. 1.
Love is your master, for he masters you : And he that is so yoked by a fool Should not, methinks, be chronicled for wise. T. G i. 1.
If it prove so, then loving goes by haps ; Some Cupids kill with arrows, some with traps. M. A. iii. 1.
For now my love is thaw'd ; Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire, Bears no impression of the thing it was. T. G. ii. 4.
With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls ; For stony limits cannot hold love out. R. J. ii. 2.
Tut, man ! one fire burns out another's burning, One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish ; Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning ; One desperate grief cures with another's languish : Take thou some new infection to thy eye, And the rank poison of the old will die.
R J. i. 2.
How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, Like softest music to attending ears ! R.J. ii. 2.
0, ten times faster Venus' pigeons fly To seal love's bonds new made, than they are wont To keep obliged faith unforfeited.
M. V. ii. 6.
Time goes on crutches till love have all his rites. M. A. ii. 1.
The wound's invisible That love's keen arrows make. A.Y. iii. 5.
Love is not love when it is mingled with regards that stand aloof from the entire point. K. L. i. 1.
Dove-drawn Venus. T. iv. 1.
One woman is fair ; yet I am well : another is wise ; yet I am well : another is virtuous ; yet I am well : but till all graces be in one woman,
one woman shall not come into my grace. Rich she shall be, that's certain ; wise, or I'll none; virtuous, or I'll never cheapen her; fair, or I'll never look on her ; mild, or come not near me ; noble, or not I for an angel ; of good discourse, an excellent musician, and her hair shall
be of what colour it please God. M. A. ii. 3.
Eternity of. So that eternal love in love's fresh case, Weighs not the dust and injuries of age, Nor gives to necessary wrinkles place, But makes antiquities for aye his page : Finding the first conceit of love there bred, Where time and outward forms would show it dead. Poems.
— Letter. As much love in rhyme, As would he cramm'd up in a sheet of paper, Writ on both sides the leaf, margent and all ; That he was fain to seal in Cupid's name. L. L. v. 2.
She makes it strange ; but she would be best pleas'd To be so anger'd with another letter. T. G. i. 2.
's Messengers. Love's heralds should be thoughts, Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams, Driving back shadows over
low'ring hills. R. J. ii. 5.
LOVERS' Poetry. Speak but one rhyme and I am satisfied ; Cry but, — Ah me ! couple but — love and dove. R. J. ii. 1.
Woo in rhyme, like a blind harper's song. L. L. v. 2
But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak ? A.Y. iii. 2.
Tokens. Wear this from me ; one out of suits with fortune, That could give more, but that her hand lacks means. A.Y. i. 2.
But she so loves the token, (For he conjur'd her she would ever keep it,) That she reserves it evermore about her, To kiss and talk to.
0. iii. 3.
Sooth, when I was young, And handed love, as you do, I was wont To load my she with knacks ; I would have ransack'd The pedlar's
silken treasury, and have pour'd it To her acceptance. W.T. iv. 3.
Take these again ; for, to the noble mind, Rich gifts wax poor, when givers prove unkind. H. iii. 1. .
Vows (See also Oaths). Ay, springes to catch wood-cocks. I do know, When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul Lends the tongue
vows : these blazes, daughter, Giving more light than heat, — extinct in both, Even in their promise, as it is a making, — You must not
take for fire. H. i. 3.
I swear to thee by Cupid's strongest bow ; By his best arrow with the golden head ; By the simplicity of Venus' doves ; By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves ; And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage queen, When the false Trojan under sail was seen ;
By all the vows that ever men have broke, In number more than ever woman spoke ; — In that same place thou hast appointed me,
To-morrow truly will I meet with thee. M. N. i. 1.
Yet, if thou swear'st, Thou may'st prove false ; at lovers' vows, They say, Jove laughs. R. J. ii. 2.
Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear, That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops. R. J. ii. 2.
Swearing, till my very roof was dry With oaths of love. M. V. iii. 2.
Doubt thou the stars are fire ; Doubt that the sun doth move : Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt I love. H. ii. 2.
Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee. R. J. ii. 2.
Was is not is; besides, the oath of a lover is no stronger than the word of a tapster ; they are both the confirmers of false reckonings.
A.Y.iii.4.
Stealing her soul with many vows of faith, And ne'er a true one. M.V.v.1.
That suck'd the honey of his music vows. H.iii.1.
0, men's vows are women's traitors. Cym.iii.4.
LOVELINESS. She is full of most blessed conditions. O.ii.1.
Diana's lip Is not more smooth and rubious. T.N.i.4.
Of Nature's gifts thou may'st with lilies boast, And with the half-blown rose. K.J.iii.1.
LOVE-Wound. Shot, by heaven ! Proceed, sweet Cupid ; thou hast thump'd him with thy bird-bolt under the left pap. L.L.iv.3.
Alas, poor Romeo, he is already dead ; stabbed with a white wench's black eye ; shot through the ear with a love-song ; the very pin of his heart cleft with the blind bow-boy's butt-shaft. R. J. ii. 4.
LUCK. You're a made old man ; if the sins of your youth are forgiven you, you're well to live. Gold ! all gold ! W.T. iii. 3.
You may as well go about to turn the sun to ice, by fanning in his face with a peacock's feather. H. V. iv. 1.
I have seen a swan With bootless labour swim against the tide, And spend her strength with over-matching waves. H. VI. pt. III. i. 4.
LABYRINTH. Here's a maze trod, indeed, Through forth-rights, and meanders ! T. iii. 3.
LAMENTATIONS (See also Sorrow, Tears). Why should calamity be full of words ? R. III. iv. 4.
Windy attorneys to their client woes, Airy succeeders to intestate joys, Poor breathing orators of miseries ! Let them have scope :
though what they do impart, Help nothing else, yet do they ease the heart. R.III. iv. 4.
Alas, poor Yorick ! H. v. 1.
Wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss, But cheerly seek how to redress their harms. H. VI. pt. III. v. 4.
Cry, Trojans, cry ! lend me ten thousand eyes, And I will fill them with prophetic tears. Virgins and boys, mid-age and wrinkled elders,
Soft infancy, that nothing canst but cry, Add to my clamours ! let us pay betimes A moiety of that mass of moan to come. T. C. ii. 2.
LAND Owner. He hath much land, and fertile: — 'Tis a chough; but, as I say, spacious in the possession of dirt. H. v. 2.
LANGUAGE, Engaging. He speaks holiday. M. W. iii. 2.
LARK. The lark, whose notes do beat The vaulty heaven so high above our heads. R. J. iii. 5.
LATE Hours. Have you no wit, manners, nor honesty, but to gabble like tinkers at this time of night ? T. N. ii. 3.
What doth gravity out of his bed at midnight ! H. IV. pt. I. ii. 4.
LATIN. Away with him, away with him ! He speaks Latin. H. VI. pt. II. iv. 2.
0, good, my lord, no Latin ; I am not such a truant since my coming, As not to know the language I have liv'd in. H. VIII. iii. 1.
You do ill to teach the child such words : he teaches him to hick, and to hack, which they'll do fast enough of themselves ; and to call
horum ; — fye upon you ! M. W. iv. 1.
0, I smell false Latin. L. L. v. 1.
LAUGHTER. With his eyes in flood with laughter. Cym. i. 7.
0, you shall see him laugh, till his face be like a wet cloak, ill laid up. H. IV. pt. II. v. 1.
With such a zealous laughter, so profound. L. L. v. 2.
Stopping the career of laughter with a sigh. W.T. i. 2.
Making that idiot, laughter, keep men's eyes, And strain their cheeks to idle merriment, A passion hateful to my purposes. K. J. iii. 3.
0, I am stabb'd with laughter. L. L. v . 2.
More merry tears The passion of loud laughter never shed. M. N. v. 1.
LAW (See also Litigation). We have strict statutes and most biting laws. M. M. i. 4.
When law can do no right, Let it be lawful, that law bar no wrong. K. J. iii. 1.
In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil ? M. V. iii. 2.
Help, master, help ; here's a fish hangs in the net, like a poor man's right in the law ; 'twill hardly come out. P. P. ii. 1.
The brain may devise laws for the blood ; but a hot temper leaps over a cold decree : such a hare is madness the youth, to skip o'er the meshes of good counsel the cripple. M. V. i. 2.
We must not make a scarecrow of the law, Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape till custom make it Their
perch, and not their terror. M. M. ii. 1.
There is no power in Venice Can alter a decree established : 'Twill be recorded for a precedent ; And many an error, by the same example, Will rush into the state : it cannot be. M. V. iv. 1.
We are for law, he dies. T. A. iii. 5.
It pleases time and fortune to lie heavy Upon a friend of mine, who, in hot blood, Hath stepp'd into the law, which is past depth To those that, without heed, plunge into it. T. A. iii. 5.
Now, as fond fathers, Having bound up the threatening twigs of birch, Only to stick it in their children's sight, For terror, not to use ; in time the rod Becomes more mock'd than fear'd : so our decrees, Dead to infliction, to themselves are dead ; And liberty plucks justice by the nose. M. M. i. 4.
What's open made to justice, That justice seizes. What know the laws, That thieves do pass on thieves ? 'Tis very pregnant, The jewel
that we find we stoop and take it, Because we see it ; but what we do not see, We tread upon, and never think of it. M. M. ii. 1.
The bloody book of law You shall yourself read in the bitter letter, After your own sense. O. i. 3.
If by this crime he owes the law his life, Why, let the war receiv't in valiant gore ; For law is strict, and war is nothing more.
T. A. iii. 5.
Faith, I have been a truant in the law ; And never yet could frame my will to it ; And, therefore, frame the law unto my will.
H. VI. pt. I. ii. 4.
But, I pr'ythee, sweet wag, shall there be gallows stand- ing in England when thou art king ? — and resolution thus fobb'd as it is, with the rusty curb of old father antic, the law ? H. IV. pt. I. i. 2.
Abuse of. The usurer hangs the cozener. K. L. iv. 6.
LAWYERS. The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers. H. VI. pt. II. iv. 2.
Do as adversaries in law, strive mightily, But eat and drink as friends. T. S. i. 2.
LEADER. Another of his fashion they have not ; To lead their business. 0. i. 1.
LEAN Visage. Would he were fatter: — But I fear him not: — Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men ; he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony ; he hears no music : Seldom he smiles ; and smiles in such a sort, As if he mock'd himself, and scorn'd his spirit That could be mov'd to smile at any thing. Such men as he be never at heart's ease, Whiles they behold a greater than themselves ; And therefore are they very dangerous. J.C. i. 2.
LEARNING (See also Light, King Henry V., Study). O this learning ! what a thing it is ! T. S. i. 2.
Learning is but an adjunct to ourself. L. L. iv. 3.
A mere hoard of gold, kept by a devil; till sack commences it, and sets it in use. H. IV. pt. II. iv. 3.
LEEK, The. Will you mock at an antient tradition, begun upon an honourable respect, and worn as a memorable trophy of predeceased valour, — and dare not avouch in your deeds any of your words ? H. V. v. 1.
LEERING. I spy entertainment in her ; she discourses, she carves, she gives the leer of invitation. M. W. i. 3.
LEGITIMACY. Sirrah, your brother is legitimate : Your father's wife did after wedlock bear him : And if she did play false, the fault was her's ; Which fault lies on the hazards of all husbands That marry wives. K. J. i. 1.
LENITY. For what doth cherish weeds but gentle air ? And what makes robbers bold, but too much lenity ? H. VI. pt. III. ii. 6.
My gracious liege, this too much lenity And harmful pity, must be laid aside. H.VI. pt. III. ii. 2.
LETTER. An' it shall please you to break up this, it shall seem to signify. M.V.ii.4.
Why, what read you there, That hath so cowarded and chas'd your blood, Out of appearance ? H. V. ii. 2.
Let us see : — Leave, gentle wax ; and manners, blame us not. K.L. iv. 6.
Read o'er this ; And after, this ; and then to breakfast, with What appetite you have. H. VIII. iii. 2.
Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words That ever blotted paper. M. V. iii. 2.
Why, thou picture of what thou seemest, and idol of idiot-worshippers, here's a letter for thee. T. C. v. 1.
LIAR. Lies. Lying. One that lies three-thirds, and uses a known truth to pass a thousand nothings with, should be once heard, and thrice beaten. A.W. ii. 5.
You told a lie ; an odious, damned lie ; Upon my soul, a lie ; a wicked lie. 0. v. 2.
He will lie, Sir, with such volubility, that you would think truth were a fool. A. W. iv. 3.
Two beggars told me, I could not miss my way : Will poor folks lie, That have afflictions on them ; knowing 'tis A punishment, or trial ?
Yes ; no wonder, When rich ones scarce tell true : To lapse in fulness Is sorer than to lie for need ; and falsehood Is worse in kings than beggars. Cym. iii. 6.
Let me have no lying ; it becomes none but tradesmen. W. T. iv. 3.
Detested kite ! thou liest. K. L. i. 4.
These lies are like the father that begets them ; gross as a mountain, open, palpable. H. IV. pt. I. ii. 4.
This same starved justice hath done nothing but prate to me of the wildness of his youth, and the feats he hath done about
Turnbull-street ; and every third word a lie, duer paid to the hearer than the Turk's tribute. H.IV. pt. II. iii. 2.
Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou. T. iii. 2.
Whose tongue soe'er speaks false, Not truly speaks ; who speaks not truly, lies. K. J. iv. 3.
A very honest woman, but something given to lie; as a woman should not do, but in the way of honesty. A.C.v.2.
Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying ! H. IV. pt. II. iii. 4.
HIS OWN DUPE. Like one, Who having, unto truth, by telling of it, Made such a sinner of his memory, To credit his own lie. T. i. 2.
LIBERTY. Blessed be those, How mean soe'er, that have their honest wills, Which seasons comfort. Cym. i. 7.
LICENTIOUSNESS. As surfeit is the father of much fast, So every scope, by the immoderate use, Turns to restraint. M. M. i. 3.
LIFE (See also Illusion, Man, Death). Thy life's a miracle. K. L. iv. 6.
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more ; it is a tale Told by
an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. M. v. 5.
O gentlemen, the time of life is short ; To spend that shortness basely, were too long, If life did ride upon a dial's point, Still ending at th' arrival of an hour. H. IV. pt. I. v. 2.
I see, a man's life is a tedious one. Cym. iii. 6.
Like madness is the glory of this life. T. A. i. 2.
Reason thus with life : — If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing, That none but fools would keep. M. M. iii. 1.
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipp'd them not ; and our crimes would despair, if they were not cherished by our virtues. A. W. iv. 3.
The sands are number'd that make up my life. H.VI. pt. III. i. 4.
Life is a shuttle. M. W. v. 1.
Thus play I, in one person, many people, And none contented. R. II. v. 5.
O excellent ! I love long life better than figs ! A. C. i. 2.
Think, ye see The very persons of our noble story, As they were living ; think, you see them great, And follow'd with the general throng,
and sweat, Of thousand friends , then, in a moment, see How soon this mightiness meets misery ! H. VIII. prologue.
It is silliness to live, when to live is a torment : and then we have a prescription to die, when death is our physician. 0. 1. 3.
That life is better life, past fearing death, Than that which lives to fear. M. M. v. 1.
Thus, sometimes, hath the brightest day a cloud ; And, after summer, evermore succeeds Barren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold :
So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet. H. VI. pt. II. ii. 4.
Epitomized (See World).
Desire of. Camillo. — I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: it is a gallant child; one that, indeed, physics the subject, makes old hearts fresh: they, that went on crutches ere he was born, desire yet their life, to see him a man.
Archidamus. — Would they else be content to die ?
Camillo. — Yes ; if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live.
Archidamus. — If the king had no son, they would desire to live on crutches till he had one. W. T. i. 1.
LIGHT (See also Study). Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile : So, ere you find where light in darkness lies, Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes. L. L. i. 1.
LIGHT Infantry. And this same half-fac'd fellow, Shadow, — give me this man ; he presents no mark to the enemy ; the foeman may
with as great aim level at the edge of a pen-knife : And, for a retreat, — how swiftly will this Feeble, the woman's tailor, run off !
0, give me the spare men, and spare me the great ones. H. IV. pt. II. iii. 2.
LIGHTNING (See also Quickness). Like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say, — It lightens ! R. J. ii. 2.
Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth ;. And ere a man can say, — Behold !
The jaws of darkness do devour it up. M. N. i. 1.
To stand against the deep dread-bolted thunder, In the most terrible and nimble stroke Of quick, cross lightning. K. L. iv. 7.
LINEAGE (See also Ancestry). A plague of both your houses ! R. J. iii. 1.
There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good fellowship in thee, nor thou earnest not of the blood-royal, if thou dar'st not stand for ten shillings. H. IV. pt. I. i. 2.
LION. 'Tis The royal disposition of that beast, To prey on nothing that doth seem as dead. A. Y. iv. 3.
So looks the pent-up lion o'er the wretch, That trembles under his devouring paws : And so he walks, insulting o'er his prey ; And so he comes to rend his limbs asunder. H. VI. pt. III. i. 3.
LITIGATION (See also Law). I'll have an action of battery against him, if there be any law in Illyria. T. N. iv. 1.
Persuade me not, I will make a star chamber matter of it. M. W. i. 1.
I'll answer him by law: I'll not budge an inch. T. S. Ind. 1.
LIVELIHOOD. You take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live. M. V. iv. 1.
LONELINESS. Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds Do sorely ruffle ; for many miles about There's scarce a bush.
K. L. ii. 4.
Insupportable. But whate'er I am, Nor I, nor any man, that but man is, With nothing shall be pleas'd, till he be eas'd With being nothing.
R. II. v. 5.
LONGEVITY. A light heart lives long. L.L. v. 2.
LONG (Stories). Men, pleas'd themselves, think others will delight In such like circumstance, with such like sport. Their copious stories, oftentimes begun, End without audience, and are never done. Poems.
LORD. Thou art a lord, and nothing but a lord. T. S. Ind. 2.
Upon my life I am a lord, indeed ; And not a tinker, nor Christophero Sly. T. S. Ind. 2.
LORD'S Anointed. A flourish, trumpets !— strike alarum, drums ! Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale women Rail on the Lord's anointed. R. III. iv. 4.
LOVE (See also Courtship, Fidelity). Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love, Which alters
when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no, it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never
shaken; It is the star to every wand'ring bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy
lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to
the edge of doom. Poems.
To be wise, and love, exceeds man's might. T. C. iii. 2.
Good shepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to love. It is to be all made of sighs and tears, It is to be all made of faith and service, It is to be all made of fantasy, All made of passion, and all made of wishes ; All adoration, duty, and observance, All humbleness, all patience, and impatience, All purity, all trial, all observance. A. Y. v. 2.
As love is fall of unbefitting strains ; All wanton as a child, skipping, and vain ; Form'd by the eye, and, therefore, like the eye, Full of strange shapes, of habits, and of forms, Varying in subjects as the eye doth roll To every varied object in his glance. L.L.v.2.
But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain : But with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power ; And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices. It adds a precious seeing
to the eye ; A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind ; A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound, When the suspicious head of theft is
stopp'd ; Love's feeling is more soft, and sensible, Than are the tender horns of cockled snails ; Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste : For valour, is not love a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides ? Subtle as Sphynx, as sweet and musical As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods .Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd witn love's sighs ; O then his lines would ravish savage ears, And
plant in tyrants mild humility. L. L. iv. 3.
Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs ; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in a lover's eyes ; .Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears : What is it else ? a madness most discreet, A choking gall, and a preserving sweet. R. J. i. 1.
Love like a shadow flies, when substance love pursues ; Pursuing that that flies, and flying what, pursues. M. W. ii. 2.
Didst thou but know the inly touch of love, Thou would'st as soon go kindle fire with snow, As seek to quench the fire of love with words. T.G. ii. 7.
Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind ; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind ; Nor hath love's mind of any judgment taste ; Wings, and no eyes, figure unheedy haste ; And therefore is love said to be a child, Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd. M. N. i. 1.
Love is a familiar : love is a devil : there is no evil angel but love. Yet Sampson was so tempted ; and he had an excellent strength: yet
was Solomon so seduced; and he had a very good wit. L. L. i. 2.
Adieu, valour ! rust, rapier ! be still, drum.! for your manager is in love ; yea, he loveth. L. L. i. 2.
O king, believe not this hard-hearted man ; Love, loving not itself, none other can. R. II. v. 3.
O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou ! T. N. i. 1.
Come hither, boy : If ever thou shalt love, In the sweet pangs of it, remember me ; For, such as I am, all true lovers are ; Unstaid and
skittish in all motions else, Save in the constant image of the creature That is belov'd. T. N. ii. 4.
It is as easy to count atomies, as to resolve the propositions of a lover. A. Y. iii. 2.
The strongest, love will instantly make weak : Strike the wise dumb ; and teach the fool to speak. Poems.
Excellent wretch ! Perdition catch my soul, But I do love thee ! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again. 0. iii. 3.
I know I love in vain, strive against hope ; Yet in this captious and intenible sieve, I still pour in the waters of my love, And lack not to lose still : thus, Indian-like, Religious in mine error, I adore The sun, that looks upon his worshipper, But knows of him no more.
A. W. i.3.
We, that are true lovers, run into strange capers ; but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mortal in folly. A.Y.ii.4.
Love is merely a madness ; and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip, as madmen do : and the reason why they are not so punished and cured, is, that the lunacy is so ordinary, that the whippers are in love too. A.Y.iii. 2.
O coz, coz, coz, my pretty little coz, that thou didst know how many fathom deep I am in love ! But it cannot be sounded ; my affection hath an unknown bottom, like the bay of Portugal A. Y. iv. 1.
Break an hour's promise in love ! A. Y. iv. 1.
By heaven, I do love ; and it hath taught me to rhyme, and to be melancholy. L. L. iv. 3.
If he be not in love with some woman, there is no believing old signs : he brushes his hat o' mornings ; — what should that bode ?
M. A. iii. 3.
The greatest note of it is his melancholy. M. A. iii. 2.
I found him under a tree, like a dropped acorn. A.Y.iii.2.
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit ; For, if they could, Cupid himself would blush.
M. V. ii. 6.
This is the very ecstacy of love : _ Whose violent property foredoes itself, And leads the will to desperate undertakings, As oft as any passion under heaven, That does afflict our natures. H. ii. 1.
Cressid, I love thee in so strain'd a purity, That the bless'd gods — as angry with my fancy, More bright in zeal than the devotion which Cold lips blow to their deities. T. C. iv. 4.
I do much wonder that one man, seeing how much another man is a fool when he dedicates his behaviour to love, will, after he hath
laughed at such shallow follies in others, become the argument of his own scorn, by falling in love. M. A. ii. 3.
The more thou damm'st it up, the more it burns ; The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently
doth rage But when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with th' enamel' d stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage ; And so, by many winding nooks, he strays, With willing sport, to the wild ocean.
T. G. ii. 7.
0, pardon me, my lord ; it oft falls out, To have what we'd have, we speak not what we mean : I something do excuse the thing I hate, For his advantage that I dearly love. M. M. ii. 4.
If I do not take pity of her, I'm a villain ; if I do not love her, I am a Jew: I will go get her picture. M. A. ii. 3.
Not only, Mistress Ford, in the simple office of love, but in all accoutrement, complement, and ceremony of it. M. W. iv. 2.
Tell her, my love, more noble than the world, Prizes not quantity of dirty lands ; The parts that fortune hath bestow'd upon her, Tell her,
I hold as giddily as fortune ; But 'tis that miracle, and queen of gems, That nature pranks her in, attracts my soul. T. N. ii. 4.
As the most forward bud Is eaten by the canker ere it blow, Ev'n so by love the young and tender wit Is turn'd to folly ; blasting in the bud, Losing his verdure even in the prime, And all the fair effects of future hopes. T.G. i. 1.
0, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by-and-by a cloud takes all away. T.G. i.3.
As in the sweetest bud The eating canker dwells, so eating love Inhabits in the finest wits of all. T.G. i. 1.
Your brother and my sister no sooner met, but they looked ; no sooner looked, but they loved ; no sooner loved, but they sighed ; no
sooner sighed, but they asked one another the reason ; no sooner knew the reason, but they sought the remedy : and in these degrees
they have made a pair of stairs to marriage. A. Y. v. 2.
Indeed, he was mad for her, and talk'd of Satan, and of limbo, and of furies. A.W. v. 3.
But if thy love were ever like to mine, How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy ! A. Y. ii. 4.
He was wont to speak plain, and to the purpose, like an honest man, and a soldier ; and now he has turn'd orthographer ; his words are a very fantastical banquet, just so many strange dishes. M. A. ii. 3.
If thou remember'st not the slightest folly That ever love did make thee run into, Thou hast not lov'd. A.Y. ii. 4.
O ! — And I, forsooth, in love ! I, that have been love's whip ; A very beadle to a humorous sigh ; A critic ; nay, a night-watch constable ;
A domineering pedant o'er the boy, Than whom no mortal so magnificent ! This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy ; This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid ; Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Liege of all loiterers and malcontents : * * * * What ? I ! I love ! I sue ! I seek a wife ! A woman, that is like a German clock, Still a repairing ; ever out
of frame ; And never going aright, being a watch, But being watch'd that it may still go right !
L. L. iii. 1.
For aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth ; But, either it was
different in blood ; O cross ! too high to be enthrall'd to low ! Or else misgraffed, in respect of years ; O spite ! too old to be engag'd to
young ! Or else it stood upon the choice of friends : O hell ! to choose love by another's eye ! Or, if there Were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it ; Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightningin the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfold both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion. M. N. i. 1.
For know, Iago, But that I love the gentle Desdemona, I would not my unhoused free condition Put into circumspection and confine, For the sea's worth. O. i. 2.
Love's reason's without reason. Cym. iv. 2.
The gods themselves, Humbling their deities to love, have taken The shapes of beasts upon them : Jupiter Became a bull and bellow'd ; the green Neptune A ram, and bleated ; and the fire-rob'd god, Golden Apollo, a poor humble swain, As I seem now : Their transformations Were never for a piece of beauty, rarer ; Nor in a way so chaste : since my desires Run not before mine honour.
W. T. iv. 3.
He says, he loves my daughter; I think so too ; for never gaz'd the moon Upon the water, as he'll stand and read, As 'twere, my daughter's eyes : and, to be plain, I think, there is not half a kiss to choose, Who loves another best. W. T. iv. 3.
Still harping on my daughter : — yet he knew me not at first ; he said, I was a fishmonger : He is far gone, far gone. H. ii. 2.
Ever till now, When men were fond, I smil'd, and wonder'd how. M. M. ii. 2.
All fancy-sick she is, and pale of cheer, With sighs of love. M. N. iii. 2.
They are but beggars that can count their worth ; But my true love is grown to such excess, I cannot sum up half my sum of wealth.
R. J. ii. 6.
Mine eyes Were not in fault, for she was beautiful ; Mine ears, that heard her flattery ; nor mine heart, That thought her like her seeming ; it had been vicious To have mistrusted her. Cym. v. 5.
Soft, let us see ; — Write, " Lord have mercy upon us" on these three ; They are infected, in the heart it lies ; They have the plague, and caught it of your eyes. L. L. v. 2.
A lean cheek, — a blue eye, and sunken, — an unquestionable spirit, — a beard neglected: — Then your hose should be ungartered, your bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and every thing about you demonstrating a careless desolation.
A.Y. iii. 2.
If he love her not, And be not from his reason fall'n thereon, Let me be no assistant for a state, But keep a farm and carters.
H. ii. 2.
O then, give pity To her, whose state is such, that cannot choose But lend and give, where she is sure to lose ; That seeks not to find what her search implies, But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dies. A. W. i. 3.
He is far gone, far gone: and truly in my youth I suffered much extremity for love ; very near this. H. ii. 2.
Here comes the lady. — 0, so light a foot Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint. A lover may bestride the gossamers That idle in the wanton summer air, And yet not fall. R. J. ii. 6.
She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. T. N. ii. 4.
However we do praise ourselves. Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. T. N. ii. 4.
We men may say more, swear more : but indeed, Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love.
T. N. ii. 4.
0, she that hath a heart of that fine frame, To pay this debt of love but to a brother, How will she love, when the rich golden shaft Hath kill'd the flock of all affections else That live in her ! when liver, brain, and heart, These sovereign thrones, are all supplied and fill'd (Her sweet perfections,) with one self king ! — Away before me to sweet beds of flowers ; Love-thoughts lie rich, when canopied with bowers.
T. N. i.1.
In love, the heavens themselves do guide the state, Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate. M. W. v. 5.
I have done penance for contemning love ; Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd me With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs ; For in revenge of my contempt of love, Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled eyes, And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow. T.G. ii. 4.
I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say, I love you ; then, if you urge me further than to say, Do you in faith ? I wear out my suit. Give me your answer ; i' faith do, and so clap hands, and a bargain. H. V. v. 2.
She, sweet lady, dotes, Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry, Upon this spotted and inconstant man. M. N. i. 1.
So loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven, Visit her face too roughly. H. i. 2.
Hang him, truant ; there's no true drop of blood in him, to be truly touch'd with love: if he be sad, he wants money. M. A. iii. 2.
Sweet love, I see, changing his property, Turas to the sourest and most deadly hate. R. II. iii. 2 .
It is the show and seal of nature's truth, Where love's strong passion is impress'd in youth. A. W. i. 3.
To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit. Poems.
I lov'd Ophelia ; forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum. H. v. 1.
My love till death, my humble thanks, my prayers ; That love, which virtue begs, and virtue grants. H. VI. pt. III . iii. 2.
Why, man, she is mine own ; And I as rich in having such a jewel, As twenty seas, if all their sands were pearl, The water, nectar, and the rocks pure gold. T. G. ii. 4.
What dangerous action, stood it next to death, Would I not undergo for one calm look ? 0, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd, When women cannot love where they're beloved. T. G. v. 4.
Go to ; it is a plague That Cupid will impose for my neglect Of his almighty dreadful little might. Well ; I will love, write, sigh, pray, sue, and groan ; Some men must love my lady, and some Joan. L. L. iii. 1.
Good Mistress Page, for that I love your daughter In such a righteous fashion as I do, Perforce, against all checks, rebukes, and manners, I must advance the colours of my love, And not retire. M. W. iii. 4.
With adorations, and with fertile tears, With groans that thunder love, with sighs of fire. T. N. i. 5.
How now ? Even so quickly may one catch the plague ? Methinks, I feel this youth's perfections, With an invisible and subtle stealth, To creep in at mine eyes. T. N. i. 5.
A murd'rous guilt shows not itself more soon Than love that would seem hid ; love's night is soon. T. N. iii. 1.
Fie, Fie ! how wayward is this foolish love, That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse, And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod !
T. G. i. 2.
What ? do I love her, That I desire to hear her speak again, And feast upon her eyes ? M.M. ii. 2.
There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd. A. C. i. 1.
Drawn in the flattering table of her eye ! Hang'd in the frowning wrinkle of her brow ! And quarter'd in her heart ! K. J. ii. 2.
They are in the very wrath of love, and they will together ; clubs cannot part them. A. Y. v. 2.
Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof ! R. J. i. 1.
Love will suspect where is no cause of fear ; And there not fear where it should most distrust. Poems.
Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should, without eyes, see path-ways to his will ! R. J. i. 1.
Were I crown'd the most imperial monarch, Thereof most worthy ; were I the fairest youth That ever made eye swerve ; had force and knowledge, More than was ever man's, — I would not prize them, Without her love : for her, employ them all ; Commend them, and condemn them, to her service, Or to their own perdition. W. T. iv. 3.
If thou be'st valiant, as (they say) base men, being in love, have then a nobility in their natures, more than is native to them, — listen to me. 0. ii. 1.
I saw Othello's visage in his mind ; And to his honours and his valiant parts, Did I my soul and fortunes consecrate. 0. i. 3.
Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins. M. V. iii. 2.
Thou art most rich, being poor ; Most choice, forsaken ; and most lov'd, despis'd. Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon. K. L. i. 1.
In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond ; And therefore thou may'st think of my 'haviour light : But trust me, gentlemen, I'll prove more true
Than those that have more cunning to be strange. R. J. ii. 2.
Ah me ! how sweet is love itself possess'd, When but love's shadows are so rich in joy ! R. J. v. 1.
Love's invisible soul. T. C. iii. 1.
Her virtues, graced with external gifts, Do breed love's settled passions in my heart. H. VI. pt. I. v. 5.
His love was an eternal plant ; Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground, The leaves and fruit maintain'd with beauty's sun.
H. VI. pt. III. iii. 3.
First you have learn'd like Sir Proteus, to wreath your arms, like a malecontent ; to relish a love-song, like a robin-red-breast ; to walk
alone, like one that had the pestilence ; to sigh, like a school-boy that had lost his A B C ; to weep, like a young wench that had buried her grandam ; to fast, like one that takes diet ; to watch, like one that fears robbing ; to speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas.
T.G.ii.1.
Holy St. Francis, what a change is here ! Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear, So soon forsaken ? Young men's love then lies Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. Jesu Maria ! what a deal of brine Hath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline ! How much salt water thrown away in waste, To season love, that of it doth not taste ! The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven clears, Thy old groans ring yet in my antient ears ; Lo, here upon thy cheek the stain doth sit Of an old tear that is not wash'd off yet : If e'er thou wast thyself, and these woes thine, Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline ; — And art thou chang'd ? R. J. ii. 3.
There lives within the very flame of love A kind of wick, or snuff, that will abate it : And nothing is at a like goodness still ; For goodness, growing to a pleurisy, Dies in its own too-much. H. iv. 7.
0, gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown, and be perverse, and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo : but, else, not for the world. R. J. ii. 2.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! 0, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! R. J. ii. 2.
She lov'd me for the dangers I had pass'd ; And I lov'd her that she did pity them. 0. i. 3.
Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love. A. Y. iv. 1.
Ay, but hearken, Sir ; though the cameleon love can feed on the air, I am one that am nourished by my victuals, and would fain have meat. T. G. ii. 1.
Love is your master, for he masters you : And he that is so yoked by a fool Should not, methinks, be chronicled for wise. T. G i. 1.
If it prove so, then loving goes by haps ; Some Cupids kill with arrows, some with traps. M. A. iii. 1.
For now my love is thaw'd ; Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire, Bears no impression of the thing it was. T. G. ii. 4.
With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls ; For stony limits cannot hold love out. R. J. ii. 2.
Tut, man ! one fire burns out another's burning, One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish ; Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning ; One desperate grief cures with another's languish : Take thou some new infection to thy eye, And the rank poison of the old will die.
R J. i. 2.
How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, Like softest music to attending ears ! R.J. ii. 2.
0, ten times faster Venus' pigeons fly To seal love's bonds new made, than they are wont To keep obliged faith unforfeited.
M. V. ii. 6.
Time goes on crutches till love have all his rites. M. A. ii. 1.
The wound's invisible That love's keen arrows make. A.Y. iii. 5.
Love is not love when it is mingled with regards that stand aloof from the entire point. K. L. i. 1.
Dove-drawn Venus. T. iv. 1.
One woman is fair ; yet I am well : another is wise ; yet I am well : another is virtuous ; yet I am well : but till all graces be in one woman,
one woman shall not come into my grace. Rich she shall be, that's certain ; wise, or I'll none; virtuous, or I'll never cheapen her; fair, or I'll never look on her ; mild, or come not near me ; noble, or not I for an angel ; of good discourse, an excellent musician, and her hair shall
be of what colour it please God. M. A. ii. 3.
Eternity of. So that eternal love in love's fresh case, Weighs not the dust and injuries of age, Nor gives to necessary wrinkles place, But makes antiquities for aye his page : Finding the first conceit of love there bred, Where time and outward forms would show it dead. Poems.
— Letter. As much love in rhyme, As would he cramm'd up in a sheet of paper, Writ on both sides the leaf, margent and all ; That he was fain to seal in Cupid's name. L. L. v. 2.
She makes it strange ; but she would be best pleas'd To be so anger'd with another letter. T. G. i. 2.
's Messengers. Love's heralds should be thoughts, Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams, Driving back shadows over
low'ring hills. R. J. ii. 5.
LOVERS' Poetry. Speak but one rhyme and I am satisfied ; Cry but, — Ah me ! couple but — love and dove. R. J. ii. 1.
Woo in rhyme, like a blind harper's song. L. L. v. 2
But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak ? A.Y. iii. 2.
Tokens. Wear this from me ; one out of suits with fortune, That could give more, but that her hand lacks means. A.Y. i. 2.
But she so loves the token, (For he conjur'd her she would ever keep it,) That she reserves it evermore about her, To kiss and talk to.
0. iii. 3.
Sooth, when I was young, And handed love, as you do, I was wont To load my she with knacks ; I would have ransack'd The pedlar's
silken treasury, and have pour'd it To her acceptance. W.T. iv. 3.
Take these again ; for, to the noble mind, Rich gifts wax poor, when givers prove unkind. H. iii. 1. .
Vows (See also Oaths). Ay, springes to catch wood-cocks. I do know, When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul Lends the tongue
vows : these blazes, daughter, Giving more light than heat, — extinct in both, Even in their promise, as it is a making, — You must not
take for fire. H. i. 3.
I swear to thee by Cupid's strongest bow ; By his best arrow with the golden head ; By the simplicity of Venus' doves ; By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves ; And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage queen, When the false Trojan under sail was seen ;
By all the vows that ever men have broke, In number more than ever woman spoke ; — In that same place thou hast appointed me,
To-morrow truly will I meet with thee. M. N. i. 1.
Yet, if thou swear'st, Thou may'st prove false ; at lovers' vows, They say, Jove laughs. R. J. ii. 2.
Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear, That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops. R. J. ii. 2.
Swearing, till my very roof was dry With oaths of love. M. V. iii. 2.
Doubt thou the stars are fire ; Doubt that the sun doth move : Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt I love. H. ii. 2.
Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee. R. J. ii. 2.
Was is not is; besides, the oath of a lover is no stronger than the word of a tapster ; they are both the confirmers of false reckonings.
A.Y.iii.4.
Stealing her soul with many vows of faith, And ne'er a true one. M.V.v.1.
That suck'd the honey of his music vows. H.iii.1.
0, men's vows are women's traitors. Cym.iii.4.
LOVELINESS. She is full of most blessed conditions. O.ii.1.
Diana's lip Is not more smooth and rubious. T.N.i.4.
Of Nature's gifts thou may'st with lilies boast, And with the half-blown rose. K.J.iii.1.
LOVE-Wound. Shot, by heaven ! Proceed, sweet Cupid ; thou hast thump'd him with thy bird-bolt under the left pap. L.L.iv.3.
Alas, poor Romeo, he is already dead ; stabbed with a white wench's black eye ; shot through the ear with a love-song ; the very pin of his heart cleft with the blind bow-boy's butt-shaft. R. J. ii. 4.
LUCK. You're a made old man ; if the sins of your youth are forgiven you, you're well to live. Gold ! all gold ! W.T. iii. 3.