Bucolic scene, Stratford
QUALITY. The rich stream of lords and ladies. H. VIII. iv. 1.
She sweeps it through the court with troops of ladies. H. VI. pt. II. i. 3.
What a sweep of vanity comes this way ! T.A. i. 2.
QUARREL. Good lord ! what madness rules in brain-sick men ; When, for so slight and frivolous a cause, Such factious emulations
shall arise ! H. VI. pt. I. iv. 1.
I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. 0. ii. 3.
I heard the clink and fall of swords And Cassio high in oath. O. ii. 3.
Thou ! why thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair .more, or a hair less, in his beard than thou hast. Thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having no other reason, but because thou hast hazel eyes. R. J. iii. 1.
He'll be as full of quarrel and offence As my young mistress' dog. 0. ii.3.
Incipient. There is division, Although as yet the face of it be cover'd With mutual cunning. K. L. iii. 1 .
I dare say This quarrel will drink blood another day. H. VI. pt. I. ii. 4.
QUEEN. She had all the royal makings of a queen ; As holy oil, Edward Confessor's crown, The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems, Laid nobly on her. H. VIII. iv. 1.
A queen in jest, only to fill the scene. R. III. iv. 4.
Mab. 0, then, I see, queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an
agate-stone, On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams : Her whip, of crickets' bone ; the lash, of film: Her waggoner, a small gray-coated gnat, Not
half so big as a round little worm Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid: . Her chariot is an empty hazle-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel,
or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coachmakers. . And in this state she gallops, night by night, Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love : On courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight : O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees : O'er
ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream ; Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues, Because their breaths with sweetmeats
tainted are. Sometimes she gallops o'er a courtier's nose, And then dreams he of smelling out a suit : And sometimes comes she with
a tithe-pig's tail, Tickling a parson's nose as he lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice : Sometimes she driveth o'er a
soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom
deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear ; at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again. R. J. i. 4.
QUIBBLING. 0, dear discretion, how his words are suited ! The fool hath planted in his memory An army of good words : and I do know A many fools, that stand in better place, Garnish'd like him, that for a tricksy word Defy the matter. M.V. iii. 5.
To see this age ! A sentence is but a cheverill glove to a good wit ; how quickly the wrong side may be turn'd outward ! T. N. iii. 1.
This is a riddling merchant for the nonce. H. IV. pt. I. ii. 3.
How every fool can play upon the word ! I think, the best grace of wit will shortly turn into silence; and discourse grow commendable in
none only but parrots. M. V. iii. 5.
QUICKNESS. Jove's lightnings, the precursors 0' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary And sight-out-running were not.
T. i. 2.
QUIPS. How now, how now, mad wag ? What, in thy quips, and thy quiddities ? H. IV. pt. I. i. 2.
QUOTING Scripture (See also Dissimulation, Hypocrisy). But then I sigh, and, with a piece of scripture, Tell them, — that God. bids us
do good for evil. And thus I clothe my naked villany With old odd ends, stol'n forth of holy writ ; And seem a saint when most I play the devil. R. III. i. 3.
In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament ? M. V. iii. 2.
The devil can cite scripture for his purpose. An evil soul, producing holy witness, Is like a villain with a smiling cheek ; A goodly apple rotten at the heart : 0, what a goodly outside falsehood hath ! M. V. i. 3.
O thou hast damnable iteration ; and art, indeed, able to corrupt a saint. H. IV. pt. I. i. 2.
She sweeps it through the court with troops of ladies. H. VI. pt. II. i. 3.
What a sweep of vanity comes this way ! T.A. i. 2.
QUARREL. Good lord ! what madness rules in brain-sick men ; When, for so slight and frivolous a cause, Such factious emulations
shall arise ! H. VI. pt. I. iv. 1.
I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly; a quarrel, but nothing wherefore. 0. ii. 3.
I heard the clink and fall of swords And Cassio high in oath. O. ii. 3.
Thou ! why thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair .more, or a hair less, in his beard than thou hast. Thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having no other reason, but because thou hast hazel eyes. R. J. iii. 1.
He'll be as full of quarrel and offence As my young mistress' dog. 0. ii.3.
Incipient. There is division, Although as yet the face of it be cover'd With mutual cunning. K. L. iii. 1 .
I dare say This quarrel will drink blood another day. H. VI. pt. I. ii. 4.
QUEEN. She had all the royal makings of a queen ; As holy oil, Edward Confessor's crown, The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems, Laid nobly on her. H. VIII. iv. 1.
A queen in jest, only to fill the scene. R. III. iv. 4.
Mab. 0, then, I see, queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an
agate-stone, On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams : Her whip, of crickets' bone ; the lash, of film: Her waggoner, a small gray-coated gnat, Not
half so big as a round little worm Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid: . Her chariot is an empty hazle-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel,
or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coachmakers. . And in this state she gallops, night by night, Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love : On courtiers' knees, that dream on court'sies straight : O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees : O'er
ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream ; Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues, Because their breaths with sweetmeats
tainted are. Sometimes she gallops o'er a courtier's nose, And then dreams he of smelling out a suit : And sometimes comes she with
a tithe-pig's tail, Tickling a parson's nose as he lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice : Sometimes she driveth o'er a
soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom
deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear ; at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again. R. J. i. 4.
QUIBBLING. 0, dear discretion, how his words are suited ! The fool hath planted in his memory An army of good words : and I do know A many fools, that stand in better place, Garnish'd like him, that for a tricksy word Defy the matter. M.V. iii. 5.
To see this age ! A sentence is but a cheverill glove to a good wit ; how quickly the wrong side may be turn'd outward ! T. N. iii. 1.
This is a riddling merchant for the nonce. H. IV. pt. I. ii. 3.
How every fool can play upon the word ! I think, the best grace of wit will shortly turn into silence; and discourse grow commendable in
none only but parrots. M. V. iii. 5.
QUICKNESS. Jove's lightnings, the precursors 0' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary And sight-out-running were not.
T. i. 2.
QUIPS. How now, how now, mad wag ? What, in thy quips, and thy quiddities ? H. IV. pt. I. i. 2.
QUOTING Scripture (See also Dissimulation, Hypocrisy). But then I sigh, and, with a piece of scripture, Tell them, — that God. bids us
do good for evil. And thus I clothe my naked villany With old odd ends, stol'n forth of holy writ ; And seem a saint when most I play the devil. R. III. i. 3.
In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament ? M. V. iii. 2.
The devil can cite scripture for his purpose. An evil soul, producing holy witness, Is like a villain with a smiling cheek ; A goodly apple rotten at the heart : 0, what a goodly outside falsehood hath ! M. V. i. 3.
O thou hast damnable iteration ; and art, indeed, able to corrupt a saint. H. IV. pt. I. i. 2.