SACK. A good sherris-sack has a two-fold operation in it. It ascends me into the brain: dries me there all the foolish, and dull, and
crudy vapours which environ it: makes it apprehensive, quick, and forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and delectable shapes ; which delivered o'er to the voice, (the tongue) which is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The second property of your excellent sherris is, — the warming
of the blood ; which, before cold, and settled, left the liver white and pale, which is the badge of pusillanimity and cowardice ; but the
sherris warms it, and makes it course from the inwards to the parts extreme. It illuminateth the face ; which, as a beacon, gives warning to all the rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm : and then the vital commoners, and inland petty spirits muster me all to their captain, the
heart ; who, great, and puffed up with this retinue, doth any deed of courage ; and this valour comes of
sherris : So that skill in the weapon is nothing, without sack ; for that sets it a-work : and learning, a mere hoard of gold, kept by a devil ; till sack commences it, and sets it in act and use. Hereof comes it, that prince Harry is valiant : for the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, steril, and bare land, manured, husbanded, and tilled, with excellent endeavour of drinking good, and good store of fertile sherris ; that he is become very hot, and valiant. If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle I would teach them, should be,
— to forswear thin potations, and addict themselves to sack. H. IV. pt. II. iv. 3.
SADNESS. In sooth, I know not why I am so sad ; It wearies me ; you say, it wearies you : But how I caught it, found it, or came by't, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn. M. V. i. 1.
Howe'er it be, I cannot but be sad ; so heavy sad, As, though in thinking, on no thought I think, — Makes me with heavy nothing faint and shrink. R.II. ii.2.
Such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself. M. V. i. 1.
I do note, That grief and patience, rooted in him both, Mingle their spurs together. Cym. iv. 2.
There is no measure in the occasion that breeds it, therefore the sadness is without limit. M. A. i. 3.
SAGACITY. This learned constable is too cunning to be understood. M. A. v. 1.
SALUTATION (See also Benediction). Rest you fair, good Signior. M. V. i. 3.
The heavens rain odours on you. T. N. iii. 1.
Hail to thee, lady ! and the grace of heaven, Before, behind thee, and on every hand, Enwheel thee round. 0. ii. 1.
Clerical. Jove bless thee, master parson. T.N. iv. 2.
Military. Most military Sir, salutation. L. L. v. 1.
SARCASMS. She speaks poignards, and every word stabs ; if her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her, she would infect the north star. M.A. ii. 1.
SATIETY. They surfeited with honey, and began To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof little More than a little is by much too much. H. IV. pt. I. iii. 2.
Who rises from a feast With that keen appetite that he sits down ? Where is the horse that doth untread again His tedious measures with th' unabated fire That he did pace them first ? All things that are, Are with more spirit chased than enjoyed. M. V. ii. 6.
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.
The food that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. 0. i. 3.
SATIRE. Satire, keen and critical. M. N. v. 1.
Wit larded with malice. T. C. v. 1.
I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please ; for so fools have ; And they that are most galled with my folly, They most must laugh : And why, sir, must they so ? The why is plain as way to parish church ; He, that a fool doth very wisely hit, Doth very foolishly, although he smart, Not to seem senseless of the bob ; if not, The wise man's folly is anatomis'd Ev'n by the squand'ring glances of the fool A. Y. ii. 7.
SATIRIST. The world's large tongue, Proclaims you for a man replete with mocks; Full of comparison and wounding flouts ; Which you
on all estates will execute, That lie within the mercy of your wit. L. L. v. 2.
A very dull fool ; his only gift is in devising impossible slanders ; none but libertines delight in him ; and the commendation is not in his wit, but in his villainy ; for he both pleases men, and angers them, and then they laugh at him, and beat him. M. A. ii. 1.
SAVAGE. Fit for the mountains, and the barbarous caves, Where manners ne'er were preached. T. N. iv. 1.
SCHEMER. What impossible matter will he make easy next ? T. ii. 1.
I am not so nice To change true rules for odd inveutions. T. S. iii. 1.
SCHOLAR. Thou art a scholar, speak to it, Horatio. H. i. 1.
SCHOOLBOY Simplicity The flat transgression of a school-boy ; who, being overjoyed with finding a bird's nest, shows it to his companion, and he steals it. M. A. ii. 1.
SCHOOLMASTER. Sir, I praise the Lord for you ; and so may my parishioners; for their sons are well tutored by you, and their
daughters profit very greatly under you ; you are a good member of the commonwealth. L. L. iv. 2.
SCOLD. Think you, a little din can daunt mine ears ? Have I not in my time heard lions roar ? Have I not heard the sea, puff'd up with winds, Rage like an hungry boar, chafed with sweat ? Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, And Heaven's artillery thunder in the skies ? Have I not in pitched battles heard Loud ; larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' clang ? And do you tell me of a woman's tongue, That gives not half so great a blow to the ear As will a chesnut in a farmer's fire ? T. S. i. 2.
SCORN. You speak of the people, as if you were a god, To punish ; not a man of their infirmity. C. iii. 1.
You are not worth another word, else I'd call you knave. A. W. ii. 3.
O that I were a god, to shoot forth thunder Upon these paltry, servile, abject drudges ! H. Vl. pt. II. iv. 1.
Scorn at first, makes after love the more. T. G. iii. 1.
I will not do't : Lest I surcease to honour mine own truth, And, by my body's action, teach my mind A most inherent baseness.
C. iii. 2.
SCULPTURE. He so near to Hermione hath done Hermione, that, they say, one would speak to her and stand in hope of answer.
W. T. v. 2.
Still, methinks. There is an air, comes from her : what fine chizzel Could ever yet cut breath. W. T. v. 3.
SEA. The watery kingdom, whose ambitious head Spits in the face of heaven. M. V. ii. 6.
Bed of the. Methought, I saw a thousand fearful wrecks ; A thousand men, that fishes gnaw'd upon ; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scatter'd on the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's sculls ; and, in
those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead-bones that lay scatter'd by. R. III. i. 4.
Perils of the (See also Shipwreck). Our hint of woe Is common : every day, some sailor's wife, The masters of some merchant, and the merchant, Have just our theme of woe. T. ii. 1.
SEASON. Every time Serves for the matter that is then born in it. A. C. ii. 2.
SEASONABLE. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren. How many things by season season'd are,
To their right praise, and true perfection. M. V. v. 1.
SEASONS. The seasons alter ; hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose ; And on old Hyems' chin, and icy crown,
An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set : The spring, the summer, The childing autumn, angry winter, change
Their wonted liveries ; and the mazed world, By their increase, now knows not which is which. M. N. ii. 2.
SECLUSION. If Caesar hide himself, shall they not whisper, Lo, Caesar is afraid ? J. C. ii. 2.
SECRECY. Stall this in your bosom. A. W.i. 3.
Masking the business from the common eye. M. iii. 1.
When you have spoken it, 'tis dead, and I am the grave of it. A. W. iv. 3.
Give it an understanding, but no tongue. H. i. 2.
Tis in my memory lock'd, And you yourself shall keep the key of it. H. i. 3.
Thou wilt not trust the air with secrets. Tit. And. iv. 2.
Be thou assur'd, if words be made of breath, And breath of life, I have no life to breathe What thou hast said to me. H. iii. 4.
I know you wise ; but yet no further wise, Than Harry Percy's wife ; constant you are ; But yet a -woman : and for secrecy, No lady
closer ; for I well believe, Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know ; And so far will I trust thee, gentle Kate. H. IV. pt. I..ii. 3.
But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul.
H. i. 5.
This secret is so weighty, 'twill require A strong faith to conceal it. H. VIII. ii. 1.
Two may keep counsel, putting one away. R. J. ii. 4.
A juggling trick to be secretly open. T.C. v. 2.
SECURITY. Whole as the marble, founded as the rock ; As broad and general as the casing air. M. iii. 4.
Shut doors after you : Fast bind, fast find ; A proverb never stale in thrifty mind. M. V. ii. 5.
But yet I'll make assurance doubly sure, And take a bond of fate. M. iv. 1.
I look'd he should have sent me two-and-twenty yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and he sends me,—security. H. IV. pt. II. i. 2.
A rascally, yea-forsooth knave ! to bear a gentleman in hand, and then stand upon security ! H. IV. pt. II. i. 2.
SEDITION. Here do we make his friends Blush, that the world goes well; who rather had Though they themselves did suffer by't,
behold Dissentious numbers pestering streets, than see Our tradesmen singing in their shops, and going About their functions friendly.
C. iv. 6.
These things, indeed, you have articulated, Proclaim'd at market crosses, read in churches ; To face the garment of rebellion With some fine colour, that may please the eye Of fickle changelings, and poor discontents, Which gape, and rub the elbow, at the news Of
hurly-burly innovation : And never yet did insurrection want Such water-colours to impaint his cause ; Nor moody beggars, starving for a time, Of pell-mell havoc and confusion. H. IV. pt. I. v. 1.
The spinsters, carders, fullers, weavers, who, Unfit for other life, compell'd by hunger And lack of other means, in desperate manner Daring the event to th' teeth, are all in .uproar, And danger serves among them. H. VIII. i. 2.
SEDUCTION. Then if he says he loves you ; It fits your wisdom so far to believe it, As he, in his particular act and place, May give his saying deed ; which is no further, Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain, If with too credent ear you list his songs ; Or lose your heart ; or your chaste treasure open To his unmaster'd importunity. H. i. 3.
Ay, so you serve us, Till we serve you : but when you have our roses, You barely leave our thorns to prick ourselves, And mock us with our bareness . A. W. iv. 2.
This man hath witch'd the bosom of my child : Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes, And interchang'd love tokens with my child : Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung, With feigning voice, verses of feigning love ; And stol'n th' impression of her phantasy With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds, conceits, Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats ; messengers Of strong prevailment in unharden'd
youth : With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughter's heart, Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me, To stubborn harshness.
M. N. i. 1.
O cunning enemy, that to catch a saint, With saints dost bait thy hook ! M. M. ii. 2.
Many a maid hath been seduced by them ; and the misery is, example, that so terribly shows in the wreck of maidenhood, cannot for all
that dissuade succession, but that they are lim'd with the twigs that threaten them. A. W. iii. 5.
Devils soonest tempt, resembling spirits of light. L. L. iv. 3.
Beguiles him, as the mournful crocodile With sorrow snares relenting passengers ; Or as the snake, roll'd in a flowering bank, With
shining checker'd slough, doth sting a child, That, for the beauty, thinks it excellent. H. VI. pt. II. iii. 1.
SEEING. I have a good eye, uncle : I can see a church by day-light. M. A. ii. 1.
SEEMING. Out on thy seeming ! I will write against it : You seem to me as Dian in her orb ; As chaste as is the bud ere it be blown ;
But you are more intemperate in your blood Than Venus; or those pamper'd animals That rage in savage sensuality.
M. A. iv. 1.
SELF- Conceited. The best persuaded of himself, so crammed, as he thinks, with excellencies, that it is his ground of faith, that all, that look on him, love him. T. N. ii. 3.
Look, how imagination blows him. T. N. ii. 5.
SELF- Denial. The greatest virtue of which wise men boast, Is to abstain from ill, when pleasing most. Poems.
SELF-GOVERNMENT. Virtue? a fig ! 'Tis in ourselves that we are thus, or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners: so that if we will plant nettles, or sow lettuce ; set hyssop, and weed up thyme ; supply it with one gender of herbs, or distract it with many ; either to have it steril with idleness, or manured with industry ; why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our own wills. 0. i. 3.
SELFISHNESS. Torches are made to burn ; jewels to wear ; Things growing to themselves are growth's abuse. Poems.
SELF-Love. Self-love is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting. H. V. ii. 4.
O villanous ! I have lived upon the world four times seven years ; and since I could distinguish between a benefit and an injury, I never found a man that knew not how to love himself. 0. i. 3.
SENATORS. These old fellows Have their ingratitude in them hereditary : Their blood is cak'd, tis cold, it seldom flows ; 'Tis lack of
kindly warmth, they are not kind; And nature, as it grows again towards earth, Is fashioned for the journey, dull, and heavy.
T. A. ii. 2.
SENTENTIOUS. By my faith, lie is very swift and sententious. A. Y. v. 4.
SEPULCHRE. The sacred storehouse of his predecessors, And guardian of their bones. M. ii. 4.
SERVANT, Unprofitable. The patch is kind enough, but a huge feeder, Snail-slow in profit. M. V. ii. 5.
SET Phrases. O ! never will I trust to speeches penn'd, Nor to the motion of a school-boy's tongue ; Nor never come in visor to my friend ; Nor woo in rhyme, like a blind harper's song ; Taffata phrases, silken terms precise, Three-pil'd hyperboles, spruce, affectation, Figures pedantical ; these summer- flies Have blown me full of maggot ostentation :I do forswear them. L. L. v. 2.
SEVERITY. Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye. R. III. iv. 2.
SHAME. Heaven stops the nose at it, and the moon winks : The bawdy wind, that kisses all it meets, Is hush'd within the hollow mine of earth, And will not hear it. O. iv. 2.
Shame enough to shame thee, wert thou not shameless. H. VI. pt. III. i. 4.
A sovereign shame so elbows him. K. L. iv. 3.
O shame ! where is thy blush ? H. iii. 4.
The shame itself doth speak for instant remedy. K. L. i. 4.
He is unqualitied with very shame. A. C. iii. 9.
Heaven's face doth glow; Yea, this solidity and compound mass, With tristful visage, as against the doom, Is thought-sick at the act.
H. iii. 4.
He was not born to shame ; Upon his brow shame is asham'd to sit ; For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'd Sole monarch of the universal earth. R.J. iii. 2.
Fie, fie, they are Not to be nam'd, my lord, not to be spoke of; There is not chastity enough in language, Without offence to utter them.
M. A. iv. 1.
SHEPHERD'S Philosophy. I know, the more one sickens, the worse at ease he is ; and that he that wants money, means, and content,
is without three good friends: — That the property of rain is to wet, and fire to burn : That good pasture makes fat sheep ; and that a great cause of the night, is lack of the sun : That he, that hath learned no wit by nature, nor art, may complain of good breeding, or comes of a
very dull kindred. A. Y. iii. 2.
SHERIFF'S Officer. One, whose hard heart is button'd up with steel ; A fiend, a fairy, pitiless and rough ; A wolf, nay worse, a fellow all
in buff; A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that countermands The passages of alleys, creeks, and narrow lands ; A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry-foot well ; One that, before judgment, carries poor souls to hell. C. E. iv. 2.
SHIPWRECKS (See also Sea). The king's son, Ferdinand, With hair up-staring, (then like reeds, not hair,) Was the first man that
leap'd ; cried, Hell is empty, And all the devils are here. T. i. 2.
Not a soul But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd Some tricks of desperation. T. i. 2.
In few, they hurried us aboard the bark ; Bore us some leagues to sea ; where they prepar'd A rotten carcase of a boat, not rigg'd, Nor tackle, sail, nor mast ; the very rats Instinctively had quit it : there they hoist us, To cry to the sea that roar'd to us ; to sigh To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again, Did us but loving wrong. T. i. 2.
To comfort you with chance, Assure yourself, after our ship did split, When you, and that poor number sav'd with you, Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother, Most provident in peril, bind himself (Courage and hope both teaching him the practice) To a strong mast, that
liv'd upon the sea, Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back, I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves, So long as I could see.
T. N. i. 2.
And not one vessel 'scape the dreadful touch Of merchant-marring rocks. M. V. iii. 2.
Yet the incessant weepings of my wife, Weeping before for what she knew must come, - And piteous plaining of the pretty babes, That mourn'd for fashion, ignorant what to fear, Forc'd me to seek delays for them and me. C. E .i. 1.
Described by a Clown. I would, you did but see how it chafes, how it rages, how it takes up the shore ! but that's not to the point: 0, the most piteous cry of the poor souls ! sometimes to see 'em and not to see 'em : now the ship boring the moon with her main-mast; and
anon swallowed with yeast and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a hogshead. And then for the land service, — To see how the bear tore
out his shoulder-bone; how he cried to me for help, and said his name was Antigonus, a nobleman : — But to make an end o' the ship :
to see how the sea flap-dragon'd it: — but, first, how the poor souls roar'd, and the sea mock'd them ; — and how the poor gentleman roar'd, and the bear mock'd him, both roaring louder than the sea, or weather. W. T. iii. 3.
SICK. Zounds ! how has he the leisure to be sick In such a justling time ? H. IV. pt. I. iv.1.
SIEGE (See also Cannonade). Tell us, shall your city call us lord, In that behalf which we have challeng'd it, Or shall we give the signal to our rage, And stalk in blood to our possession ? K. J. ii. 1.
Girdled with a waist of iron, And hemm'd about with grim destruction. H. VI. pt. I. iv. 3.
These flags of France, that are advanced here, Before the eye and prospect of your town, Have hither march'd to your endamagement : The cannons have their bowels full of wrath ; And ready mounted are they to spit forth Their iron indignation 'gainst your walls.
K.J. ii. 1.
SIFTING. See you now : Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth ; And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, With windlaces, and
with assays of bias, By indirections find directions out. H. ii. 1.
SIGHS. He rais'd a sigh, so piteous and profound, As it did seem to shatter all his hulk, And end his being. H. ii: 1.
Blood-drinking sighs. H. VI. pt. II. iii. 2.
Blood-sucking sighs. H. VI. pt. III. iv. 4.
Her sighs will make a battery in his breast; Her tears will pierce into a marble heart ; The tiger will be mild while she doth mourn ; And Nero will be tainted with remorse, To hear, and see, her plaints. H.VI. pt. III. iii. 1.
For heaven shall hear our prayers ; Or with our sighs we'll breathe the welkin dim, And stain the sun with fog, as sometimes clouds, When they do hug him in their melting bosoms. Tit. And. iii. 1.
Blood-consuming sighs. H. VI. pt. II. iii. 2.
I could drive the boat with my sighs. T. G. ii. 3.
Heart-sore sighs. T. G. ii. 4.
Cooling the air with sighs. T. i. 2.
SIGNS of the Times. And in such indexes, although small pricks To their subsequent volumes, there is seen The baby figure of the
giant mass Of things to come at large. T. C. i. 3.
SILENCE. Hear his speech, but say thou nought. M. iv. 1.
With silence, nephew, be thou politic. H. VI. pt. I. ii. 5.
Silence only is commendable In a neat's tongue dried, and a maid not vendible. M.V. i. 1.
I like your silence, it the more shows off Your wonder. W. T. v. 3
Persuasive. The silence, often, of pure innocence, Persuades, when speaking fails. W. T. ii. 2.
See, see, your silence, Cunning in dumbness, from my weakness draws My very soul of counsel. T. C. iii. 2.
There was speech in their dumbness. W. T. v. 2.
SIMILIES. A good swift similie, but something currish. T. S. v. 2.
Thou hast the most unsavoury similies. H. IV. pt. I. i. 2.
SIMPLICITY. It is silly sooth. W. T. iv. 3.
By the pattern of mine own thougths, I cut out The purity of his. W. T. iv. 3.
How green are you, and fresh in this old world ! K. J. iii. 4.
SIN. Few love to hear the sins they love to act. P. P. i. 1.
0, 'tis the cunning livery of hell, The damned'st body to invest and cover In princely guards. M. M. iii. 1.
SINCERITY. Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utterance. W. T. i. 1.
SINFUL. Smacking of every sin that has a name. M. iv. 3.
SINGING. She will sing the savageness out of a hear. 0. iv. 1.
Bad. An he had been a dog that should have howled thus, they would have hanged him ; and I pray God his bad voice bode no mischief. M. A. ii. 3.
Tax not so bad a voice To slander music any more than once. M. A. ii. 3.
SINGULARITY. Methinks you prescribe to yourself very preposterously. M.W.ii.2.
SINNERS, Refined. Some of all professions, that go the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire. M. ii. 3.
SLANDER (See also Calumny). No might nor greatness in mortality Can censure 'scape ; back-wounding calumny The whitest virtue strikes. M. M. iii. 2.
For haply, slander, Whose whisper o'er the earth's diameter, As level as the cannon to his blank, Transports his poison'd shot, may miss our name, And hit the woundless air. H. iv. 1.
One doth not know, How much an ill word may empoison liking. M.A. iii. 1
I see, the jewel, best enamelled, Will lose his beauty : and though gold 'bides still, That others touch, yet often touching will Wear gold :
and no man, that hath a name, But falsehood and corruption doth it shame. C. E. ii. 1.
'Tis slander ; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Out-venoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the
posting wind, and doth belie All corners of the world ; kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters. Cym. iii. 4.
Many worthy and chaste dames even thus (all guiltless) meet reproach. 0. iv. 1.
Calumny will sear virtue itself. W.T. ii. 1.
I will be hang'd, if some eternal villain, Some busy and insinuating rogue, Some cogging cozening slave, to get some office, Have not devis'd this slander. 0. iv. 2.
For he The sacred honour of himself, his queen's, His hopeful son's, his babe's, betrays to slander, Whose sting is sharper than the sword's. W.T. ii. 3.
Abus'd by some most villanous knave ! Some base notorious knave, some scurvy fellow : 0, heaven, that such companions thoud'st
unfold ; And put in every honest hand a whip To lash the rascal naked through the world ! 0. iv. 2.
So thou be good, slander doth but approve . Poems.
If thou dost slander her, and torture me, Never pray more : abandon all remorse ; On horror's head horrors accumulate : Do deeds to
make heaven weep, all earth amaz'd, For nothing canst thou to damnation add, Greater than that. 0. iii. 3.
A slave, whose gall coins slanders like a mint. T.C. i. 3.
SLANDERERS. That dare as well answer a man, indeed, As I dare take a serpent by the tongue : Boys, apes, braggarts, jacks, milksops ? M.A. v. 1.
Smiling pickthanks and base newsmongers. H. IV. pt. I. iii. 2.
SLAVE at Large. I am trusted with a muzzle, and enfranchised with a clog. M. A. i. 3.
SLAVISHNESS. Milk-liver'd man ! That bear'st a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs, Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning
Thine honour from thy suffering ; that not know'st Fools do those villains pity, who are punish'd Ere they have done their mischief.
K. L. iv. 2.
How this lord's follow'd ! T.A. i. 1.
With plumed helm thy slayer begins threats ; Whilst thou, a moral fool, sit'st still, and cry'st, Alack ! Why does he so ? K. L. iv. 2.
0, behold, How pomp is follow'd ! A. C. v. 2.
Seeking sweet savours for this hateful fool. M. N. iv. 1.
To flatter Caesar, would you mingle eyes With one that ties his points ? A. C. iii. 2.
To say ay, and no, to every thing I said ! Ay and no too, was no good divinity. K. L. iv. 6.
SLEEP. The innocent sleep : Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of
hurt minds, great Nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast. M. ii. 2.
Please you, Sir, Do not omit the heavy offer of it : It seldom visits sorrow ; when it doth, It is a comforter. T. ii. 1.
Weariness Can snore upon the flint, when restive sloth Finds the down pillow hard. Cym. iii. 6.
How many thousands of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! O sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh mine eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies, to thy slumber ; Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great,
Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sounds of sweetest melody ? O thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile, In loathsome beds ; and leav'st the kingly couch, A watch-case, or a common 'larum bell ? Wilt thou, upon the high and giddy mast, Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains, In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf 'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death
itself awakes ? Canst thou, partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy, in an hour so rude : And, in the calmest, and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
H. IV. pt. II. iii. 1.
The deep of night is crept upon our talk, And Nature must obey necessity. J. C. iv. 3.
Till o'er their brows death-counterfeiting sleep With leaden legs and batty wings doth creep. M.N. iii. 2.
Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye, And where care lodges, sleep will never lie. R. J. ii. 3.
To bed, to bed : Sleep kill those pretty eyes, And give as soft attachment to thy senses, As infants empty of all thought. T. C. iv. 2. Fast asleep ? It is no matter ; Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber ; Thou hast no figures, nor no fantasies, Which busy care draws in the brains of men ; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound. J. C. ii. 1.
Sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye, Steal me awhile from mine own company. M. N. iii. 2.
So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow, For debt that bankrupt sleep doth sorrow owe. M. N. iii. 2.
O sleep, thou ape of death, lie dull upon her. Cym. ii. 2.
SLOTH. What pleasure, Sir, find we in life, to lock it from action and adventure ? Cym. iv. 4.
Sleeping neglection doth betray to loss. H. VI. pt. I. iv. 3.
SMELL. What have we here ? a man or a fish ? Dead or alive ? A fish : he smells like a fish ; a very antient and fish-like smell.
T. ii. 2.
Master Brook, there was the rankest compound of villanous smells, that ever offended nostril. M. W. iii. 5.
SMILES. When time shall serve, there shall be smiles. H. V. ii. 1.
Some, that smile, have in their hearts, I fear, Millions of mischief. J. C. iv. 1.
And Tears. Patience and sorrow strove Who should express her goodliest. You have seen Sunshine and rain at once : her smiles and tears Were, like a better day : Those happy smiles, That play'd on her ripe lip, seem'd not to know What guests were in her eyes ; which parted thence, As pearls from diamonds dropp'd. In brief, sorrow Would be a rarity most belov'd, if all Could so become it.
K. L. iv. 3.
SMITTEN. I am pepper'd, I warrant, for this world. R.J. iii. 1.
SMOOTHNESS. Smooth as monumental alabaster. 0. v. 2.
SNAIL. Though he comes slowly, he carries his house on his head, and brings his destiny with him, his horns ; he comes armed in his fortune, and prevents the slander of his wife. A.Y. iv.1.
SNORING. Thou dost snore distinctly ; There's meaning in thy snores. T. ii. 1.
SOCIETY. Society is no comfort To one not sociable. Cym. iv. 2.
SOLDIER. A try'd and valiant soldier. J.C. iv. 1.
Soldiers should brook as little wrongs, as gods. T. A. iii. 5.
Consider this : He hath been bred i' the wars Since he could draw a sword, and is ill-school'd In boulted language ; meal and bran together He throws without distinction. C. iii. 3.
He that is truly dedicate to war, hath no self-love. H. VI. pt. II. v. 2.
Consider further, That when he speaks not like a citizen, You find him like a soldier : Do not take His rougher accents for malicious sounds, But, as I say, such as become a soldier. C. iii. 3.
The armipotent soldier. A. W. iv. 3
'Tis the soldiers' life To have their balmy slumbers wak'd with strife. 0. ii. 3
'Tis much he dares ; And, to the dauntless temper of his mind, He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour To act in safety.
M. iii. 1.
A braver soldier never couched lance, A gentler heart did never sway in court. H. VI. pt. I. iii. 2.
I am a soldier ; and unapt to weep, Or to exclaim on fortune's fickleness. H. VI. pt. I. v. 3.
Fye, my lord, fye ! a soldier and afraid ? M. v. 1.
Trailest thou the puissant pike ? H. V. iv. 1.
Go to the wars, would you ? where a man may serve seven years for the loss of a leg, and have not money enough at the end to buy him a wooden one ? P. P. iv. 6.
Faith, Sir, he has led the drum before the English tragedians, — to belie him I will not, — and more of his soldiership I know not ; except, in that country, he had the honour to be the officer at a place there called Mile End, to instruct for the doubling of files : I would do the man
what honour I can, but of this I am not certain. A. W. iv. 3.
All furnish'd, all in arms, All plum'd like estridges that wing the wind ; Bated like eagles having lately bath'd ; Glittering in golden coats, like images ; As full of spirit as the month of May, And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer ; Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls.
H. IV. pt. I. iv. 1.
Tut, tut ; good enough to toss ; food for powder, food for powder ; they'll find a pit as well as better. H. IV. pt. I. iv. 2.
In Love. I look'd upon her with a soldier's eye, That lik'd, but had a rougher task in hand Than to drive liking to the name of love :
But now I am return'd, and that war-thoughts Have left their places vacant, in their rooms Come thronging soft and delicate desires.
M. A. i. 1.
May that soldier a mere recreant prove, That means not, hath not, or is not in love. T. C. i. 3.
Death. Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's debt : He only liv'd but till he was a man ; The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd, In the unshrinking station where he fought, But like a man he died. M. v. 7.
They say he parted well, and paid his score ; So God be with him. M. v. 7
I pray you, bear me hence From forth the noise and rumour of the field ; Where I may think the remnant of my thoughts In peace, and part this body and my soul With contemplation and devout desires. K. J. v. 5.
So underneath the belly of their steeds, That stain'd their fetlocks in his smoking blood, The noble gentleman gave up the ghost.
H. VI. pt. III. ii. 3.
Why then, God's soldier be he ! Had I as many sons as I have hairs, I would not wish them to a fairer death : And so his knell is knoll'd.
M. v. 7.
A passive Instrument. To be tender-minded Does not become a sword : — Thy great employment Will not bear question.
K. L. v. 3.
It fits thee not to ask the reason why, Because we bid it. P. P. i. 1.
Unpractised. That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster. 0. i. 1
Mere prattle without pactice, Is all his soldiership. 0. i. 1.
SOLICITATION. Frame yourself To orderly solicits ; and be friended With aptness of the season. Cym. ii. 3.
SOLITUDE. How use doth breed a habit in a man ! This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, I better brook than flourishing peopled towns : Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, And, to the nightingale's complaining notes, Tune my distresses, and record my
woes. T. G. v. 4.
SOMNAMBULISM. A great perturbation in nature, to receive at once the benefit of sleep, and to do the effects of watching.
M. v. 1.
SONG. I can suck melancholy out of a song, as a weasel sucks eggs : More, I pr'ythee, more. A. Y. ii. 5.
My mother had a maid call'd Barbara ; She was in love ; and he she lov'd prov'd mad, And did forsake her : she had a song of Willow,
An old thing 'twas, but it express'd her fortune, And she died singing it. 0. iv. 3.
She bids you Upon the wanton rushes lay you down, And rest your gentle head upon her lap, And she will sing the song that pleaseth you, And on your eye-lids crown the god of sleep, Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness, Making such difference 'twixt wake and
sleep, As is the difference betwixt day and night, The hour before the heavenly-harnessed team Begins his golden progress in the east. H. IV. pt. I. iii. 1.
'Fore heaven, an excellent song. 0. ii. 3.
Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other. 0. ii. 3.
Now, good Cesario, but that piece of song, That old and antique song we heard last night ; Methought it did relieve my passion much ; More than light airs and recollected terms, Of these most brisk and giddy-paced times. T. N. ii. 4.
It hath been sung at festivals, On ember eves and holy ales ; And lords and ladies of their lives Have read it for restoratives.
P. P. i. chorus.
Mark it, Cesario ; it is old, and plain ; The spinsters, and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones,
Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age. T. N. ii. 4.
SONG, Popular. No hearing, no feeling, but my Sir's song ; and admiring the nothing of it. W. T. iv. 3.
There's scarce a maid westward but she sings it : 'tis in request, I can tell you. W. T. iv. 3.
SONG-Book. I had rather than forty shillings, I had my book of songs and sonnets here. M. W. i. 1.
SONGSTERS, Nocturnal. Shall we rouse the night owl in a catch ? T. N. ii. 3.
SORROW (See Grief, Lamentation, Tears). Sorrow breaks seasons, and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noon-tide night. R. III. i. 4.
Go, count thy way with sighs ; — I mine with groans. R. II. v. 1.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions. H. iv. 5 .
One sorrow never comes, but brings an heir, That may succeed as his inheritor. P. P. i. 4.
'Tis one of those odd tricks which sorrow shoots Out of the mind. A. C. iv. 2.
A cypress, not a bosom, Hides my poor heart. T. N. iii. 1.
0, if you teach me to believe this sorrow, Teach thou this sorrow how to make me die. And let belief and life encounter so, As doth the fury of two desperate men, Which, in their very meeting, fall, and die. K. J. iii. 1.
How ill all's here about my heart ! H. v. 2.
I will instruct my sorrows to be proud ; For grief is proud, and makes his owner stout. To me, and to the state of my great grief, Let kings assemble ; for my grief's so great, That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up ; here I and sorrow sit ; Here is my throne,
bid kings come bow to it. K. J. iii. 1.
Cure her of that : Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of
the brain ; And with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the foul bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ?
M. v. 3.
Impatience waiteth on true sorrow. H. VI. pt. III. iii. 3.
For gnarled sorrow hath less power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light. R. II. i. 3.
Sorrow ends not when it seemeth done. R. II. i. 2
All strange and terrible events are welcome, But comforts we despise ; our size of sorrrow, Proportion'd to our cause must be as great, As that which makes it. A. C. iv. 13. .
Weep I cannot, But my heart bleeds. W. T. iii. 3.
This she delivered in the most bitter touch of sorrow, that e'er I heard virgin exclaim in. A. W. i. 3.
Down, thou climbing sorrow, thy element's below. K. L. ii. 4.
But sorrow, that is couch'd in seeming gladness, Is like that mirth fate turns to sudden sadness. T.C. i. 1.
This sorrow's heavenly, It strikes where it doth love. 0. v. 2.
And now and then an ample tear trill'd down Her delicate cheek ; it seem'd, she was a queen Over her passion ; who, most rebel-like, Sought to be king o'er her. K. L. iv. 3.
Her nature became as a prey to her grief; in fine, made a groan of her last breath, and now she sings in heaven. A.W. iv. 3. Parental.
My grief Stretches itself beyond the hour of death; The blood weeps from my heart, when I do shape, In forms imaginary, the unguided days, And rotten times that you shall look upon When I am sleeping with my ancestors. H. IV. pt. II. iv. 5.
Manly. One, whose subdu'd eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees, Their medicinal gum.
0. v. 2.
Mocked. These miseries are more than may be borne ! To weep with them that weep doth ease some deal, But sorrow flouted at his double death. Tit. And. iii. 1.
Uncalled for. The tears live in an onion that should water this sorrow. A. C. i. 2.
SOUL. Though that be sick it dies not. H. IV. pt. II. ii. 2.
Every subject's duty is the king's, but every subject's soul is his own. H. V. iv. 1.
Mount, mount, my soul, thy seat is up on high. R. II. v. 5.
Were souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in hand, And with our sprightly sport, make the ghosts gaze. A.C. iv. 12.
Since thou hast far to go, bear not along The clogging burden of a guilty soul. R. II. i. 3.
Swift-wing'd souls. R. III. ii. 3.
SOUR Looks. How tartly that gentleman looks ! I never can see him but I am heart-burned an hour after. M. A. ii. 1.
SPARE Figure. He was the very genius of famine. H. IV. pt. II. iii. 4.
You might have truss'd him, and all his apparel, into an eel-skin ; the case of a treble hautboy was a mansion for him, a court ; and now
has he land and beeves. H. IV. pt. II. iii. 2.
SPEECH (See also Recitation). Before we proceed any further, hear me speak. C. i. 1.
His speech sticks in my heart. A. C. i. 5.
I would be loath to cast away my speech ; .for, besides that it is excellently well penn'd, I have taken great pains to con it. T. N. i. 5.
'Tis well said again ; And 'tis a kind of good deed, to say well ; And yet words are no deeds. H. VIII. iii. 2.
Spoke like a spriteful noble gentleman. K. J. iv. 2.
Disordered. And when he speaks "Tis like a chime a mending ; with terms unsquar'd, Which, from the tongue of roaring Typhon dropt, Would seem hyperboles. T. C. i. 3.
SPEED. 0, I am scalded with my violent motion And spleen of speed to see your majesty. K. J. v. 7.
Bloody with spurring ; fiery red with haste. R. II. ii. 3.
SPIRITS (See also Apparitions, Ghosts, Elves, Fairies). . Why, now I see there's mettle in thee ; and even, from this instant, do build on thee a better opinion than ever before. 0. iv. 2.
Forth at your eyes, your spirits wildly peep. H. iii. 4.
That gallant spirit hath aspir'd the clouds. R. J. iii. 1.
The spirit of the time shall teach me speed. K. J. iii. 4.
Infernal. Black spirits and white, Red spirits and grey ; Mingle, mingle, mingle, You that mingle may. M. iv. 1.
Now, ye familiar spirits, that are cull'd Out of the powerful regions under earth, Help me this once. H. VI. pt. I. v. 3.
Glendower. — I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Hotspur. — Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come when you do call
for them ? H. IV. pt. I. iii. 1.
Show his eyes, and grieve his heart ; Come like shadows, so depart. M. iv. 1.
Infected be the air whereon they ride ; And damn'd all those that trust them. M. iv. 1.
SPIRITING. Pardon, master : I will be correspondent to command, And do my spiriting gently. T. i. 2.
SPITE. 'Sfoot, I'll learn to conjure and raise devils, but I'll see some issue of my spiteful execrations. T.C. ii. 3.
SPLEEN. Out, you mad-headed ape ! A weasel hath not such a deal of spleen As you are toss'd with. H. IV. pt. I. ii. 3.
With the spleen of all the under fiends. C. iv. 1.
SPLENDOR. As gorgeous as the sun at midsummer. H. IV. pt. I. iv. 1.
It stuck upon him, as the sun In the grey vault of heaven. H. IV. pt. II. ii. 3.
SPORT. Sport royal, I warrant you. T. N. ii. 3.
Nay, I'll come ; if I lose a scruple of this sport, let me be boiled to death with melancholy. T.N. ii. 5.
Very reverend sport, truly ; and done in the testimony of a good conscience. L. L. iv. 2.
That sport best pleases, that doth least know how : Where zeal strives to content, and the contents Die in the zeal of them which it
presents, Their form confounded makes most form in mirth ; When great things labouring perish in their birth. L.L. v. 2.
It is admirable pleasures and fery honest knaveries. M. W. iv. 4.
There's no such sport, as sport by sport o'erthrown ; To make theirs ours, and ours none but our own : So shall we stay, mocking
intended game, And they, well mock'd, depart away with shame. L.L .v. 2.
I'll make one in a dance, or so ; or I will play on the tabor to the worthies, and let them dance the hay. L. L. v. 1.
Ladies. Thus men may grow wiser every day ! it is the first time that ever I heard, breaking of ribs was sport for ladies. A. Y .i. 2.
SPOT (See also Blot, Stain). With a spot I damn him. J C. iv. 1.
SPRING. When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo. word of fear, Unpleasing
to a married ear ! When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks. The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; ...
L. L. v. 2.
When well-apparell'd April on the heel Of limping winter treads. R. J. i. 2.
SPRING Flowers. Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath ;
pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips, and The crown imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one. W. T. iv. 3.
STAIN (See also Blot, Spot). Out, damned spot: out, I say. M. v. 1.
All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweaten this little hand. M. v. 1.
It doth confirm Another stain, as big as hell can hold. Cym. ii. 4.
The more fair and crystal is the sky, The uglier seem the clouds that in it fly. R. II. i. 1.
STALKING. I shall stalk about her door, Like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks, Staying for waftage. T. C. iii. 2.
STARE. Now he'll outstare the lightning. A. C. iii. 11.
STARS (See also Planetary Influence). The stars above us govern our condition. K. L. iv. 3.
Diana's waiting women. T. C. v. 2.
STEALING. Convey, the wise it call : Steal ! foh ; a fico for the phrase. M. W. i. 3.
Away. Therefore, to horse ; And let us not be dainty of leave-taking, But shift away : There's warrant in that theft, Which steals itself,
when there's no mercy left. M. ii. 3.
STRANGE Occurrence. If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction. T. N. iii. 4.
STRATAGEM. Saint Dennis bless this happv stratagem. H. VI. pt. I. iii. 2.
STRENGTH. 0, it is excellent To have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant. M. M. ii. 2.
STRIPLINGS, Military. Worthy fellows ; and like to prove most sinewy swordsmen. A. W. ii. 1.
STRIKING. This cuff was but to knock at your ear, and beseech listening. T. S. iv. 1.
STUDY (See also Light). Study is like the heaven's glorious sun, That will not be deep search'd with saucy looks ; Small have continual plodders ever won, Save base authority, from others' books. L. L. i. 1.
Why, universal plodding prisons up The nimble spirits in the arteries ; As motion, and long-during action, tires The sinewy vigour of the traveller. L. L. iv. 3.
So study evermore is overshot ; While it doth study to have what it would, It doth forget to do the thing it should : And when it hath the
thing it hunteth most, 'Tis won, as towns with fire ; so won, so lost. L. L. i. 1.
Biron. — What is the end of study ?
King. — Why, that to know, which else we should not know.
Biron. — Things hid and barr'd, you mean, from common sense ?
King. — Ay, that is study's god-like recompense. L.L. i. 1.
STUPEFACTION. I have drugg'd their possets That death and nature do contend about them Whether they live or die. M. ii. 2.
How runs the stream ? Or I am mad, or else this is a dream. T. N. iv. 1.
STYLE. Why, 'tis a boisterous and cruel style, A style for challengers. A. Y. iv. 3.
SUBJECTION. Condition ! What good condition can a treaty find I' the part that is at mercy ? C. i. 10.
Why this it is, when men are rul'd by women. R. III. i. 1.
SUBMISSION. You shall be as a father to my youth ; My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear ; And I will stoop and humble my intents To your well-practis'd, wise directions. H. IV. pt. II. v. 2.
My other self, my counsel's consistory, My oracle, my prophet ! — My dear cousin, I, as a child, will go by thy directions.
R. III. ii. 2.
To the Laws. If the deed were ill, Be you contented, wearing now the garland, To have a son set your decrees at nought ; To pluck down justice from your awful bench ; To trip the course of law, and blunt the sword That guards the peace and safety of your person : Nay,
more ; to spurn at your most royal image, And mock your workings in a second body. Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours ; Be now the father, and propose a son : Hear your own dignity so much profan'd ; See your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted,
Behold yourself so by a son disdain'd ; And then imagine me taking your part, And, in your power, soft silencing your son.
H. IV. pt. II. v. 2.
SUFFERANCE. Of sufferance comes ease. H. IV. pt. II. v. 4.
SUFFERING, Unjust. Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia, The gods themselves throw incense. K. L. v. 3.
Why should hard-favour'd grief be lodg'd in thee, When triumph is become an ale-house guest ? R. II. v. 1.
SUICIDE (See also Conscience). Against self-slaughter There is a prohibition so divine, That cravens my weak hand. Cym. iii. 4.
To be, or not to be, that is the question :— Whether 'tis nobler in the mind, to suffer The stings and arrows of outrageous fortune ; Or, to take arms against a sea of troubles, And, by opposing, end them ? To die, — to sleep, — No more ; — and, by sleep, to say we end
The heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die ;— to sleep ;
— To sleep ! perchance to dream ; ay, there's the rub : For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off
this mortal coil, Must give us pause : there's the respect, That makes calamity of so long life : For who would bear the whips and scorns
of time, The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin ? Who would fardels bear,
To groan and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — That undiscover'd country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others, that we know not of ? Thus
conscience does make cowards of us all ; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought ; And enterprises of great pith and moment, With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action. H. iii. 1.
Even by the rule of that philosophy, By which I did blame Cato for the death Which he did give himself: — I know not how, But I do find it cowardly and vile, For fear of what might fall, so to prevent The time of life : — arming myself with patience, To stay the providence of some high powers, That govern us below. J.C. v. 1.
He is dead : Not by a public minister of justice, Nor by a hired knife ; but that self hand Which writ his honour in the acts it did, Hath, with
the courage which the heart did lend it, Splitted the heart. A. C. v. 1.
All's but naught ; Patience is sottish ; and impatience does Become a dog that's mad : Then is it sin, To rush into the secret house of death, Ere death dare come to us ? A. C. iv. 13.
The more pity, that great folk should have countenance in this world to drown or hang themselves, more than their even Christian.
H. v. 1.
My desolation does begin to make A better life : 'Tis paltry to be Caesar ; Not being Fortune, he's but Fortune's knave, A minister of her will: And it is great To do that thing which ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change. A.C. v. 2.
Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, Can be retentive to the strength of spirit ;
But life, being weary of these worldly bars, Never lacks power to dismiss itself. J.C. i. 3.
Every bondman in his own hand bears The power to cancel his captivity. J.C. i. 3.
SUN Setting. The weary sun hath made a golden set, And, by the bright track of his fiery car Gives token of a goodly day to-morrow.
R. III. v. 3.
But even this night, — whose black contagious breath Already smokes about the burning crest Of the old, feeble, and day-wearied sun, — Even this night your breathing shall expire. K. J. v. 4.
SUPERFLUITY. To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful and ridiculous excess. K. J. iv. 2.
SUPERSCRIPTION. To the snow-white hand of the most beautiful Lady Rosaline. L. L. iv. 2.
SUPERSTITION. Look how the world's poor people are amaz'd At apparitions, signs, and prodigies ! Poems.
The superstitious idle-headed eld Receiv'd, and did deliver to our age, This tale of Heme the hunter for a truth. M. W. iv. 4.
SUPPLICATION. A sea of melting pearl, which some call tears : Those at her father's churlish feet she tender'd ; With them, upon her knees, her humble self, Wringing her hands, whose whiteness so became them, As if but now they waxed pale for woe.
T.G. iii. 1.
SURETYSHIP. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment ? That parchment being scribbled o'er, should undo a man ? Some say, the bee stings : but I say, ; tis the bee's wax : for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mine own man since. H. VI. pt. II. iv. 2.
SURFEIT. A surfeit of the sweetest things, The deepest loathing to the stomach brings. M. N. ii. 3.
SURGES. The murmuring surge, That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high. K. L. iv. 6.
SURLY Countenance. The image of a wicked heinous fault Lives in his eye. K. J. iv. 2.
SUSPICION. Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind. H. VI. pt. II. v. 6.
Indeed ! ay, indeed : Discern'st thou aught in that ? Is he not honest ? 0. iii. 3.
It is a damned ghost that we have seen ; And my imaginations are as foul As Vulcan's stithy. H. iii. 2.
Shall be all stuck full of eyes. H. IV. pt. I. v. 2.
I, perchance, am vicious in my guess, As, I confess, it is my nature's plague To spy into abuses ; and, oft, my jealousy Shapes faults that are not. 0. iii. 3.
Foul whisperings are abroad. M. v. 1.
SWEARING. For it comes to pass oft, that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him. T. N. iii. 4.
When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is not for any standers by to curtail his oaths. Cym. ii. 1.
And then a whoreson jackanapes must take me up for swearing ; as if I borrowed mine oaths of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure. Cym. ii. 1.
I'll swear upon that bottle to be thy true subject, for the liquor is not earthly. T. ii. 2.
SWEETNESS. Your words, they rob the Hybla bees, And leave them honeyless. J. C. v. 1.
Things sweet to taste, prove in digestion sour. R. II. i. 3.
SWIMMING. I saw him beat the surges under him, And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water, Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted The surge most swoln that met him ; his bold head 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Himself with his good
arms in lusty stroke To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd, As stooping to relieve him ; I not doubt, He came alive to land.
T. ii. 1.
Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did. The torrent roared ; and we did buffet it With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy. J. C. i. 2.
SWORD. A sword employ'd is perilous. T. C. ii. 2.
I have a sword, and it shall bite upon necessity. M. W. ii. 1.
SWORDSMEN. Bodykins, master Page, though I now be old, and of the peace, if I see a sword out, my finger itches to make one :
though we are justices, and doctors, and churchmen, master Page, we have some salt of our youth in us. M. W. ii. 3.
SYMPATHY. You are merry, and so am I ; Ha ! ha ! then there's more sympathy : you love sack, and so do I ; — would you desire
better sympathy ? M. W. ii. 1.
Grief best is pleas'd with grief's society. True sorrow then is feelingly surpris'd When with like feeling it is sympathis'd. Poems. Companionship in woe, doth woe assuage. Poems.
Sweets with sweets war not ; joy delights in joy. Poems.
Ay, sooth ; so humbled, That he hath left part of his grief with me ; I suffer with him. 0. iii. 3.
Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, Fall fellowly drops. T. v. 1.
O I have suffer' d With those that I saw suffer ! a brave vessel (Which had, no doubt, some noble creatures in her) Dash'd all to pieces. 0, the cry did knock Against my very heart ! Poor souls ! they perish'd. T. i. 2.
Was this a face To be expos'd against the warring winds ? To stand against the deep, dread-bolted thunder ? K. L. iv. 7.
And wast thou fain, poor father, To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn, In short and musty straw ? Alack ! Alack ! 'Tis wonder,
that thy life, and wits, at once Had not concluded all. K. L. iv. 7.
All bless'd secrets, All you unpublish'd virtues of the earth Spring with my tears ! be aidant, and remediate, In the good man's distress.
K. L. iv. 4.
The mind much sufferance doth o'er-skip, When grief hath mates. K. L. iii. 6.
That I am wretcned, Makes thee the happier : Heavens, deal so still ! Let the superfluous, and lust-dieted man, That slaves your ordinance, that will not see Because he doth not feel, feel your power quickly ; So distribution should undo excess, And each man have enough.
K. L. iv. 1.
If sorrow can admit society Tell o'er your woes again by viewing mine. R. III. iv. 4.
Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? 0, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic,
pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel ; That thou may'st shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
K. L. iii . 4.
crudy vapours which environ it: makes it apprehensive, quick, and forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and delectable shapes ; which delivered o'er to the voice, (the tongue) which is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The second property of your excellent sherris is, — the warming
of the blood ; which, before cold, and settled, left the liver white and pale, which is the badge of pusillanimity and cowardice ; but the
sherris warms it, and makes it course from the inwards to the parts extreme. It illuminateth the face ; which, as a beacon, gives warning to all the rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm : and then the vital commoners, and inland petty spirits muster me all to their captain, the
heart ; who, great, and puffed up with this retinue, doth any deed of courage ; and this valour comes of
sherris : So that skill in the weapon is nothing, without sack ; for that sets it a-work : and learning, a mere hoard of gold, kept by a devil ; till sack commences it, and sets it in act and use. Hereof comes it, that prince Harry is valiant : for the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, steril, and bare land, manured, husbanded, and tilled, with excellent endeavour of drinking good, and good store of fertile sherris ; that he is become very hot, and valiant. If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle I would teach them, should be,
— to forswear thin potations, and addict themselves to sack. H. IV. pt. II. iv. 3.
SADNESS. In sooth, I know not why I am so sad ; It wearies me ; you say, it wearies you : But how I caught it, found it, or came by't, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn. M. V. i. 1.
Howe'er it be, I cannot but be sad ; so heavy sad, As, though in thinking, on no thought I think, — Makes me with heavy nothing faint and shrink. R.II. ii.2.
Such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself. M. V. i. 1.
I do note, That grief and patience, rooted in him both, Mingle their spurs together. Cym. iv. 2.
There is no measure in the occasion that breeds it, therefore the sadness is without limit. M. A. i. 3.
SAGACITY. This learned constable is too cunning to be understood. M. A. v. 1.
SALUTATION (See also Benediction). Rest you fair, good Signior. M. V. i. 3.
The heavens rain odours on you. T. N. iii. 1.
Hail to thee, lady ! and the grace of heaven, Before, behind thee, and on every hand, Enwheel thee round. 0. ii. 1.
Clerical. Jove bless thee, master parson. T.N. iv. 2.
Military. Most military Sir, salutation. L. L. v. 1.
SARCASMS. She speaks poignards, and every word stabs ; if her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her, she would infect the north star. M.A. ii. 1.
SATIETY. They surfeited with honey, and began To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof little More than a little is by much too much. H. IV. pt. I. iii. 2.
Who rises from a feast With that keen appetite that he sits down ? Where is the horse that doth untread again His tedious measures with th' unabated fire That he did pace them first ? All things that are, Are with more spirit chased than enjoyed. M. V. ii. 6.
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.
The food that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. 0. i. 3.
SATIRE. Satire, keen and critical. M. N. v. 1.
Wit larded with malice. T. C. v. 1.
I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please ; for so fools have ; And they that are most galled with my folly, They most must laugh : And why, sir, must they so ? The why is plain as way to parish church ; He, that a fool doth very wisely hit, Doth very foolishly, although he smart, Not to seem senseless of the bob ; if not, The wise man's folly is anatomis'd Ev'n by the squand'ring glances of the fool A. Y. ii. 7.
SATIRIST. The world's large tongue, Proclaims you for a man replete with mocks; Full of comparison and wounding flouts ; Which you
on all estates will execute, That lie within the mercy of your wit. L. L. v. 2.
A very dull fool ; his only gift is in devising impossible slanders ; none but libertines delight in him ; and the commendation is not in his wit, but in his villainy ; for he both pleases men, and angers them, and then they laugh at him, and beat him. M. A. ii. 1.
SAVAGE. Fit for the mountains, and the barbarous caves, Where manners ne'er were preached. T. N. iv. 1.
SCHEMER. What impossible matter will he make easy next ? T. ii. 1.
I am not so nice To change true rules for odd inveutions. T. S. iii. 1.
SCHOLAR. Thou art a scholar, speak to it, Horatio. H. i. 1.
SCHOOLBOY Simplicity The flat transgression of a school-boy ; who, being overjoyed with finding a bird's nest, shows it to his companion, and he steals it. M. A. ii. 1.
SCHOOLMASTER. Sir, I praise the Lord for you ; and so may my parishioners; for their sons are well tutored by you, and their
daughters profit very greatly under you ; you are a good member of the commonwealth. L. L. iv. 2.
SCOLD. Think you, a little din can daunt mine ears ? Have I not in my time heard lions roar ? Have I not heard the sea, puff'd up with winds, Rage like an hungry boar, chafed with sweat ? Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, And Heaven's artillery thunder in the skies ? Have I not in pitched battles heard Loud ; larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' clang ? And do you tell me of a woman's tongue, That gives not half so great a blow to the ear As will a chesnut in a farmer's fire ? T. S. i. 2.
SCORN. You speak of the people, as if you were a god, To punish ; not a man of their infirmity. C. iii. 1.
You are not worth another word, else I'd call you knave. A. W. ii. 3.
O that I were a god, to shoot forth thunder Upon these paltry, servile, abject drudges ! H. Vl. pt. II. iv. 1.
Scorn at first, makes after love the more. T. G. iii. 1.
I will not do't : Lest I surcease to honour mine own truth, And, by my body's action, teach my mind A most inherent baseness.
C. iii. 2.
SCULPTURE. He so near to Hermione hath done Hermione, that, they say, one would speak to her and stand in hope of answer.
W. T. v. 2.
Still, methinks. There is an air, comes from her : what fine chizzel Could ever yet cut breath. W. T. v. 3.
SEA. The watery kingdom, whose ambitious head Spits in the face of heaven. M. V. ii. 6.
Bed of the. Methought, I saw a thousand fearful wrecks ; A thousand men, that fishes gnaw'd upon ; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scatter'd on the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's sculls ; and, in
those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead-bones that lay scatter'd by. R. III. i. 4.
Perils of the (See also Shipwreck). Our hint of woe Is common : every day, some sailor's wife, The masters of some merchant, and the merchant, Have just our theme of woe. T. ii. 1.
SEASON. Every time Serves for the matter that is then born in it. A. C. ii. 2.
SEASONABLE. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren. How many things by season season'd are,
To their right praise, and true perfection. M. V. v. 1.
SEASONS. The seasons alter ; hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose ; And on old Hyems' chin, and icy crown,
An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set : The spring, the summer, The childing autumn, angry winter, change
Their wonted liveries ; and the mazed world, By their increase, now knows not which is which. M. N. ii. 2.
SECLUSION. If Caesar hide himself, shall they not whisper, Lo, Caesar is afraid ? J. C. ii. 2.
SECRECY. Stall this in your bosom. A. W.i. 3.
Masking the business from the common eye. M. iii. 1.
When you have spoken it, 'tis dead, and I am the grave of it. A. W. iv. 3.
Give it an understanding, but no tongue. H. i. 2.
Tis in my memory lock'd, And you yourself shall keep the key of it. H. i. 3.
Thou wilt not trust the air with secrets. Tit. And. iv. 2.
Be thou assur'd, if words be made of breath, And breath of life, I have no life to breathe What thou hast said to me. H. iii. 4.
I know you wise ; but yet no further wise, Than Harry Percy's wife ; constant you are ; But yet a -woman : and for secrecy, No lady
closer ; for I well believe, Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know ; And so far will I trust thee, gentle Kate. H. IV. pt. I..ii. 3.
But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul.
H. i. 5.
This secret is so weighty, 'twill require A strong faith to conceal it. H. VIII. ii. 1.
Two may keep counsel, putting one away. R. J. ii. 4.
A juggling trick to be secretly open. T.C. v. 2.
SECURITY. Whole as the marble, founded as the rock ; As broad and general as the casing air. M. iii. 4.
Shut doors after you : Fast bind, fast find ; A proverb never stale in thrifty mind. M. V. ii. 5.
But yet I'll make assurance doubly sure, And take a bond of fate. M. iv. 1.
I look'd he should have sent me two-and-twenty yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and he sends me,—security. H. IV. pt. II. i. 2.
A rascally, yea-forsooth knave ! to bear a gentleman in hand, and then stand upon security ! H. IV. pt. II. i. 2.
SEDITION. Here do we make his friends Blush, that the world goes well; who rather had Though they themselves did suffer by't,
behold Dissentious numbers pestering streets, than see Our tradesmen singing in their shops, and going About their functions friendly.
C. iv. 6.
These things, indeed, you have articulated, Proclaim'd at market crosses, read in churches ; To face the garment of rebellion With some fine colour, that may please the eye Of fickle changelings, and poor discontents, Which gape, and rub the elbow, at the news Of
hurly-burly innovation : And never yet did insurrection want Such water-colours to impaint his cause ; Nor moody beggars, starving for a time, Of pell-mell havoc and confusion. H. IV. pt. I. v. 1.
The spinsters, carders, fullers, weavers, who, Unfit for other life, compell'd by hunger And lack of other means, in desperate manner Daring the event to th' teeth, are all in .uproar, And danger serves among them. H. VIII. i. 2.
SEDUCTION. Then if he says he loves you ; It fits your wisdom so far to believe it, As he, in his particular act and place, May give his saying deed ; which is no further, Than the main voice of Denmark goes withal. Then weigh what loss your honour may sustain, If with too credent ear you list his songs ; Or lose your heart ; or your chaste treasure open To his unmaster'd importunity. H. i. 3.
Ay, so you serve us, Till we serve you : but when you have our roses, You barely leave our thorns to prick ourselves, And mock us with our bareness . A. W. iv. 2.
This man hath witch'd the bosom of my child : Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes, And interchang'd love tokens with my child : Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung, With feigning voice, verses of feigning love ; And stol'n th' impression of her phantasy With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds, conceits, Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats ; messengers Of strong prevailment in unharden'd
youth : With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughter's heart, Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me, To stubborn harshness.
M. N. i. 1.
O cunning enemy, that to catch a saint, With saints dost bait thy hook ! M. M. ii. 2.
Many a maid hath been seduced by them ; and the misery is, example, that so terribly shows in the wreck of maidenhood, cannot for all
that dissuade succession, but that they are lim'd with the twigs that threaten them. A. W. iii. 5.
Devils soonest tempt, resembling spirits of light. L. L. iv. 3.
Beguiles him, as the mournful crocodile With sorrow snares relenting passengers ; Or as the snake, roll'd in a flowering bank, With
shining checker'd slough, doth sting a child, That, for the beauty, thinks it excellent. H. VI. pt. II. iii. 1.
SEEING. I have a good eye, uncle : I can see a church by day-light. M. A. ii. 1.
SEEMING. Out on thy seeming ! I will write against it : You seem to me as Dian in her orb ; As chaste as is the bud ere it be blown ;
But you are more intemperate in your blood Than Venus; or those pamper'd animals That rage in savage sensuality.
M. A. iv. 1.
SELF- Conceited. The best persuaded of himself, so crammed, as he thinks, with excellencies, that it is his ground of faith, that all, that look on him, love him. T. N. ii. 3.
Look, how imagination blows him. T. N. ii. 5.
SELF- Denial. The greatest virtue of which wise men boast, Is to abstain from ill, when pleasing most. Poems.
SELF-GOVERNMENT. Virtue? a fig ! 'Tis in ourselves that we are thus, or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners: so that if we will plant nettles, or sow lettuce ; set hyssop, and weed up thyme ; supply it with one gender of herbs, or distract it with many ; either to have it steril with idleness, or manured with industry ; why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our own wills. 0. i. 3.
SELFISHNESS. Torches are made to burn ; jewels to wear ; Things growing to themselves are growth's abuse. Poems.
SELF-Love. Self-love is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting. H. V. ii. 4.
O villanous ! I have lived upon the world four times seven years ; and since I could distinguish between a benefit and an injury, I never found a man that knew not how to love himself. 0. i. 3.
SENATORS. These old fellows Have their ingratitude in them hereditary : Their blood is cak'd, tis cold, it seldom flows ; 'Tis lack of
kindly warmth, they are not kind; And nature, as it grows again towards earth, Is fashioned for the journey, dull, and heavy.
T. A. ii. 2.
SENTENTIOUS. By my faith, lie is very swift and sententious. A. Y. v. 4.
SEPULCHRE. The sacred storehouse of his predecessors, And guardian of their bones. M. ii. 4.
SERVANT, Unprofitable. The patch is kind enough, but a huge feeder, Snail-slow in profit. M. V. ii. 5.
SET Phrases. O ! never will I trust to speeches penn'd, Nor to the motion of a school-boy's tongue ; Nor never come in visor to my friend ; Nor woo in rhyme, like a blind harper's song ; Taffata phrases, silken terms precise, Three-pil'd hyperboles, spruce, affectation, Figures pedantical ; these summer- flies Have blown me full of maggot ostentation :I do forswear them. L. L. v. 2.
SEVERITY. Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye. R. III. iv. 2.
SHAME. Heaven stops the nose at it, and the moon winks : The bawdy wind, that kisses all it meets, Is hush'd within the hollow mine of earth, And will not hear it. O. iv. 2.
Shame enough to shame thee, wert thou not shameless. H. VI. pt. III. i. 4.
A sovereign shame so elbows him. K. L. iv. 3.
O shame ! where is thy blush ? H. iii. 4.
The shame itself doth speak for instant remedy. K. L. i. 4.
He is unqualitied with very shame. A. C. iii. 9.
Heaven's face doth glow; Yea, this solidity and compound mass, With tristful visage, as against the doom, Is thought-sick at the act.
H. iii. 4.
He was not born to shame ; Upon his brow shame is asham'd to sit ; For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'd Sole monarch of the universal earth. R.J. iii. 2.
Fie, fie, they are Not to be nam'd, my lord, not to be spoke of; There is not chastity enough in language, Without offence to utter them.
M. A. iv. 1.
SHEPHERD'S Philosophy. I know, the more one sickens, the worse at ease he is ; and that he that wants money, means, and content,
is without three good friends: — That the property of rain is to wet, and fire to burn : That good pasture makes fat sheep ; and that a great cause of the night, is lack of the sun : That he, that hath learned no wit by nature, nor art, may complain of good breeding, or comes of a
very dull kindred. A. Y. iii. 2.
SHERIFF'S Officer. One, whose hard heart is button'd up with steel ; A fiend, a fairy, pitiless and rough ; A wolf, nay worse, a fellow all
in buff; A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that countermands The passages of alleys, creeks, and narrow lands ; A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry-foot well ; One that, before judgment, carries poor souls to hell. C. E. iv. 2.
SHIPWRECKS (See also Sea). The king's son, Ferdinand, With hair up-staring, (then like reeds, not hair,) Was the first man that
leap'd ; cried, Hell is empty, And all the devils are here. T. i. 2.
Not a soul But felt a fever of the mad, and play'd Some tricks of desperation. T. i. 2.
In few, they hurried us aboard the bark ; Bore us some leagues to sea ; where they prepar'd A rotten carcase of a boat, not rigg'd, Nor tackle, sail, nor mast ; the very rats Instinctively had quit it : there they hoist us, To cry to the sea that roar'd to us ; to sigh To the winds, whose pity, sighing back again, Did us but loving wrong. T. i. 2.
To comfort you with chance, Assure yourself, after our ship did split, When you, and that poor number sav'd with you, Hung on our driving boat, I saw your brother, Most provident in peril, bind himself (Courage and hope both teaching him the practice) To a strong mast, that
liv'd upon the sea, Where, like Arion on the dolphin's back, I saw him hold acquaintance with the waves, So long as I could see.
T. N. i. 2.
And not one vessel 'scape the dreadful touch Of merchant-marring rocks. M. V. iii. 2.
Yet the incessant weepings of my wife, Weeping before for what she knew must come, - And piteous plaining of the pretty babes, That mourn'd for fashion, ignorant what to fear, Forc'd me to seek delays for them and me. C. E .i. 1.
Described by a Clown. I would, you did but see how it chafes, how it rages, how it takes up the shore ! but that's not to the point: 0, the most piteous cry of the poor souls ! sometimes to see 'em and not to see 'em : now the ship boring the moon with her main-mast; and
anon swallowed with yeast and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a hogshead. And then for the land service, — To see how the bear tore
out his shoulder-bone; how he cried to me for help, and said his name was Antigonus, a nobleman : — But to make an end o' the ship :
to see how the sea flap-dragon'd it: — but, first, how the poor souls roar'd, and the sea mock'd them ; — and how the poor gentleman roar'd, and the bear mock'd him, both roaring louder than the sea, or weather. W. T. iii. 3.
SICK. Zounds ! how has he the leisure to be sick In such a justling time ? H. IV. pt. I. iv.1.
SIEGE (See also Cannonade). Tell us, shall your city call us lord, In that behalf which we have challeng'd it, Or shall we give the signal to our rage, And stalk in blood to our possession ? K. J. ii. 1.
Girdled with a waist of iron, And hemm'd about with grim destruction. H. VI. pt. I. iv. 3.
These flags of France, that are advanced here, Before the eye and prospect of your town, Have hither march'd to your endamagement : The cannons have their bowels full of wrath ; And ready mounted are they to spit forth Their iron indignation 'gainst your walls.
K.J. ii. 1.
SIFTING. See you now : Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth ; And thus do we of wisdom and of reach, With windlaces, and
with assays of bias, By indirections find directions out. H. ii. 1.
SIGHS. He rais'd a sigh, so piteous and profound, As it did seem to shatter all his hulk, And end his being. H. ii: 1.
Blood-drinking sighs. H. VI. pt. II. iii. 2.
Blood-sucking sighs. H. VI. pt. III. iv. 4.
Her sighs will make a battery in his breast; Her tears will pierce into a marble heart ; The tiger will be mild while she doth mourn ; And Nero will be tainted with remorse, To hear, and see, her plaints. H.VI. pt. III. iii. 1.
For heaven shall hear our prayers ; Or with our sighs we'll breathe the welkin dim, And stain the sun with fog, as sometimes clouds, When they do hug him in their melting bosoms. Tit. And. iii. 1.
Blood-consuming sighs. H. VI. pt. II. iii. 2.
I could drive the boat with my sighs. T. G. ii. 3.
Heart-sore sighs. T. G. ii. 4.
Cooling the air with sighs. T. i. 2.
SIGNS of the Times. And in such indexes, although small pricks To their subsequent volumes, there is seen The baby figure of the
giant mass Of things to come at large. T. C. i. 3.
SILENCE. Hear his speech, but say thou nought. M. iv. 1.
With silence, nephew, be thou politic. H. VI. pt. I. ii. 5.
Silence only is commendable In a neat's tongue dried, and a maid not vendible. M.V. i. 1.
I like your silence, it the more shows off Your wonder. W. T. v. 3
Persuasive. The silence, often, of pure innocence, Persuades, when speaking fails. W. T. ii. 2.
See, see, your silence, Cunning in dumbness, from my weakness draws My very soul of counsel. T. C. iii. 2.
There was speech in their dumbness. W. T. v. 2.
SIMILIES. A good swift similie, but something currish. T. S. v. 2.
Thou hast the most unsavoury similies. H. IV. pt. I. i. 2.
SIMPLICITY. It is silly sooth. W. T. iv. 3.
By the pattern of mine own thougths, I cut out The purity of his. W. T. iv. 3.
How green are you, and fresh in this old world ! K. J. iii. 4.
SIN. Few love to hear the sins they love to act. P. P. i. 1.
0, 'tis the cunning livery of hell, The damned'st body to invest and cover In princely guards. M. M. iii. 1.
SINCERITY. Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utterance. W. T. i. 1.
SINFUL. Smacking of every sin that has a name. M. iv. 3.
SINGING. She will sing the savageness out of a hear. 0. iv. 1.
Bad. An he had been a dog that should have howled thus, they would have hanged him ; and I pray God his bad voice bode no mischief. M. A. ii. 3.
Tax not so bad a voice To slander music any more than once. M. A. ii. 3.
SINGULARITY. Methinks you prescribe to yourself very preposterously. M.W.ii.2.
SINNERS, Refined. Some of all professions, that go the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire. M. ii. 3.
SLANDER (See also Calumny). No might nor greatness in mortality Can censure 'scape ; back-wounding calumny The whitest virtue strikes. M. M. iii. 2.
For haply, slander, Whose whisper o'er the earth's diameter, As level as the cannon to his blank, Transports his poison'd shot, may miss our name, And hit the woundless air. H. iv. 1.
One doth not know, How much an ill word may empoison liking. M.A. iii. 1
I see, the jewel, best enamelled, Will lose his beauty : and though gold 'bides still, That others touch, yet often touching will Wear gold :
and no man, that hath a name, But falsehood and corruption doth it shame. C. E. ii. 1.
'Tis slander ; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Out-venoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the
posting wind, and doth belie All corners of the world ; kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters. Cym. iii. 4.
Many worthy and chaste dames even thus (all guiltless) meet reproach. 0. iv. 1.
Calumny will sear virtue itself. W.T. ii. 1.
I will be hang'd, if some eternal villain, Some busy and insinuating rogue, Some cogging cozening slave, to get some office, Have not devis'd this slander. 0. iv. 2.
For he The sacred honour of himself, his queen's, His hopeful son's, his babe's, betrays to slander, Whose sting is sharper than the sword's. W.T. ii. 3.
Abus'd by some most villanous knave ! Some base notorious knave, some scurvy fellow : 0, heaven, that such companions thoud'st
unfold ; And put in every honest hand a whip To lash the rascal naked through the world ! 0. iv. 2.
So thou be good, slander doth but approve . Poems.
If thou dost slander her, and torture me, Never pray more : abandon all remorse ; On horror's head horrors accumulate : Do deeds to
make heaven weep, all earth amaz'd, For nothing canst thou to damnation add, Greater than that. 0. iii. 3.
A slave, whose gall coins slanders like a mint. T.C. i. 3.
SLANDERERS. That dare as well answer a man, indeed, As I dare take a serpent by the tongue : Boys, apes, braggarts, jacks, milksops ? M.A. v. 1.
Smiling pickthanks and base newsmongers. H. IV. pt. I. iii. 2.
SLAVE at Large. I am trusted with a muzzle, and enfranchised with a clog. M. A. i. 3.
SLAVISHNESS. Milk-liver'd man ! That bear'st a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs, Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning
Thine honour from thy suffering ; that not know'st Fools do those villains pity, who are punish'd Ere they have done their mischief.
K. L. iv. 2.
How this lord's follow'd ! T.A. i. 1.
With plumed helm thy slayer begins threats ; Whilst thou, a moral fool, sit'st still, and cry'st, Alack ! Why does he so ? K. L. iv. 2.
0, behold, How pomp is follow'd ! A. C. v. 2.
Seeking sweet savours for this hateful fool. M. N. iv. 1.
To flatter Caesar, would you mingle eyes With one that ties his points ? A. C. iii. 2.
To say ay, and no, to every thing I said ! Ay and no too, was no good divinity. K. L. iv. 6.
SLEEP. The innocent sleep : Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of
hurt minds, great Nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast. M. ii. 2.
Please you, Sir, Do not omit the heavy offer of it : It seldom visits sorrow ; when it doth, It is a comforter. T. ii. 1.
Weariness Can snore upon the flint, when restive sloth Finds the down pillow hard. Cym. iii. 6.
How many thousands of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! O sleep, gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh mine eye-lids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd with buzzing night-flies, to thy slumber ; Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great,
Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sounds of sweetest melody ? O thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile, In loathsome beds ; and leav'st the kingly couch, A watch-case, or a common 'larum bell ? Wilt thou, upon the high and giddy mast, Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains, In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf 'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death
itself awakes ? Canst thou, partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy, in an hour so rude : And, in the calmest, and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
H. IV. pt. II. iii. 1.
The deep of night is crept upon our talk, And Nature must obey necessity. J. C. iv. 3.
Till o'er their brows death-counterfeiting sleep With leaden legs and batty wings doth creep. M.N. iii. 2.
Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye, And where care lodges, sleep will never lie. R. J. ii. 3.
To bed, to bed : Sleep kill those pretty eyes, And give as soft attachment to thy senses, As infants empty of all thought. T. C. iv. 2. Fast asleep ? It is no matter ; Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber ; Thou hast no figures, nor no fantasies, Which busy care draws in the brains of men ; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound. J. C. ii. 1.
Sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye, Steal me awhile from mine own company. M. N. iii. 2.
So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow, For debt that bankrupt sleep doth sorrow owe. M. N. iii. 2.
O sleep, thou ape of death, lie dull upon her. Cym. ii. 2.
SLOTH. What pleasure, Sir, find we in life, to lock it from action and adventure ? Cym. iv. 4.
Sleeping neglection doth betray to loss. H. VI. pt. I. iv. 3.
SMELL. What have we here ? a man or a fish ? Dead or alive ? A fish : he smells like a fish ; a very antient and fish-like smell.
T. ii. 2.
Master Brook, there was the rankest compound of villanous smells, that ever offended nostril. M. W. iii. 5.
SMILES. When time shall serve, there shall be smiles. H. V. ii. 1.
Some, that smile, have in their hearts, I fear, Millions of mischief. J. C. iv. 1.
And Tears. Patience and sorrow strove Who should express her goodliest. You have seen Sunshine and rain at once : her smiles and tears Were, like a better day : Those happy smiles, That play'd on her ripe lip, seem'd not to know What guests were in her eyes ; which parted thence, As pearls from diamonds dropp'd. In brief, sorrow Would be a rarity most belov'd, if all Could so become it.
K. L. iv. 3.
SMITTEN. I am pepper'd, I warrant, for this world. R.J. iii. 1.
SMOOTHNESS. Smooth as monumental alabaster. 0. v. 2.
SNAIL. Though he comes slowly, he carries his house on his head, and brings his destiny with him, his horns ; he comes armed in his fortune, and prevents the slander of his wife. A.Y. iv.1.
SNORING. Thou dost snore distinctly ; There's meaning in thy snores. T. ii. 1.
SOCIETY. Society is no comfort To one not sociable. Cym. iv. 2.
SOLDIER. A try'd and valiant soldier. J.C. iv. 1.
Soldiers should brook as little wrongs, as gods. T. A. iii. 5.
Consider this : He hath been bred i' the wars Since he could draw a sword, and is ill-school'd In boulted language ; meal and bran together He throws without distinction. C. iii. 3.
He that is truly dedicate to war, hath no self-love. H. VI. pt. II. v. 2.
Consider further, That when he speaks not like a citizen, You find him like a soldier : Do not take His rougher accents for malicious sounds, But, as I say, such as become a soldier. C. iii. 3.
The armipotent soldier. A. W. iv. 3
'Tis the soldiers' life To have their balmy slumbers wak'd with strife. 0. ii. 3
'Tis much he dares ; And, to the dauntless temper of his mind, He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour To act in safety.
M. iii. 1.
A braver soldier never couched lance, A gentler heart did never sway in court. H. VI. pt. I. iii. 2.
I am a soldier ; and unapt to weep, Or to exclaim on fortune's fickleness. H. VI. pt. I. v. 3.
Fye, my lord, fye ! a soldier and afraid ? M. v. 1.
Trailest thou the puissant pike ? H. V. iv. 1.
Go to the wars, would you ? where a man may serve seven years for the loss of a leg, and have not money enough at the end to buy him a wooden one ? P. P. iv. 6.
Faith, Sir, he has led the drum before the English tragedians, — to belie him I will not, — and more of his soldiership I know not ; except, in that country, he had the honour to be the officer at a place there called Mile End, to instruct for the doubling of files : I would do the man
what honour I can, but of this I am not certain. A. W. iv. 3.
All furnish'd, all in arms, All plum'd like estridges that wing the wind ; Bated like eagles having lately bath'd ; Glittering in golden coats, like images ; As full of spirit as the month of May, And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer ; Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls.
H. IV. pt. I. iv. 1.
Tut, tut ; good enough to toss ; food for powder, food for powder ; they'll find a pit as well as better. H. IV. pt. I. iv. 2.
In Love. I look'd upon her with a soldier's eye, That lik'd, but had a rougher task in hand Than to drive liking to the name of love :
But now I am return'd, and that war-thoughts Have left their places vacant, in their rooms Come thronging soft and delicate desires.
M. A. i. 1.
May that soldier a mere recreant prove, That means not, hath not, or is not in love. T. C. i. 3.
Death. Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's debt : He only liv'd but till he was a man ; The which no sooner had his prowess confirm'd, In the unshrinking station where he fought, But like a man he died. M. v. 7.
They say he parted well, and paid his score ; So God be with him. M. v. 7
I pray you, bear me hence From forth the noise and rumour of the field ; Where I may think the remnant of my thoughts In peace, and part this body and my soul With contemplation and devout desires. K. J. v. 5.
So underneath the belly of their steeds, That stain'd their fetlocks in his smoking blood, The noble gentleman gave up the ghost.
H. VI. pt. III. ii. 3.
Why then, God's soldier be he ! Had I as many sons as I have hairs, I would not wish them to a fairer death : And so his knell is knoll'd.
M. v. 7.
A passive Instrument. To be tender-minded Does not become a sword : — Thy great employment Will not bear question.
K. L. v. 3.
It fits thee not to ask the reason why, Because we bid it. P. P. i. 1.
Unpractised. That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster. 0. i. 1
Mere prattle without pactice, Is all his soldiership. 0. i. 1.
SOLICITATION. Frame yourself To orderly solicits ; and be friended With aptness of the season. Cym. ii. 3.
SOLITUDE. How use doth breed a habit in a man ! This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, I better brook than flourishing peopled towns : Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, And, to the nightingale's complaining notes, Tune my distresses, and record my
woes. T. G. v. 4.
SOMNAMBULISM. A great perturbation in nature, to receive at once the benefit of sleep, and to do the effects of watching.
M. v. 1.
SONG. I can suck melancholy out of a song, as a weasel sucks eggs : More, I pr'ythee, more. A. Y. ii. 5.
My mother had a maid call'd Barbara ; She was in love ; and he she lov'd prov'd mad, And did forsake her : she had a song of Willow,
An old thing 'twas, but it express'd her fortune, And she died singing it. 0. iv. 3.
She bids you Upon the wanton rushes lay you down, And rest your gentle head upon her lap, And she will sing the song that pleaseth you, And on your eye-lids crown the god of sleep, Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness, Making such difference 'twixt wake and
sleep, As is the difference betwixt day and night, The hour before the heavenly-harnessed team Begins his golden progress in the east. H. IV. pt. I. iii. 1.
'Fore heaven, an excellent song. 0. ii. 3.
Why, this is a more exquisite song than the other. 0. ii. 3.
Now, good Cesario, but that piece of song, That old and antique song we heard last night ; Methought it did relieve my passion much ; More than light airs and recollected terms, Of these most brisk and giddy-paced times. T. N. ii. 4.
It hath been sung at festivals, On ember eves and holy ales ; And lords and ladies of their lives Have read it for restoratives.
P. P. i. chorus.
Mark it, Cesario ; it is old, and plain ; The spinsters, and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones,
Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age. T. N. ii. 4.
SONG, Popular. No hearing, no feeling, but my Sir's song ; and admiring the nothing of it. W. T. iv. 3.
There's scarce a maid westward but she sings it : 'tis in request, I can tell you. W. T. iv. 3.
SONG-Book. I had rather than forty shillings, I had my book of songs and sonnets here. M. W. i. 1.
SONGSTERS, Nocturnal. Shall we rouse the night owl in a catch ? T. N. ii. 3.
SORROW (See Grief, Lamentation, Tears). Sorrow breaks seasons, and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noon-tide night. R. III. i. 4.
Go, count thy way with sighs ; — I mine with groans. R. II. v. 1.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions. H. iv. 5 .
One sorrow never comes, but brings an heir, That may succeed as his inheritor. P. P. i. 4.
'Tis one of those odd tricks which sorrow shoots Out of the mind. A. C. iv. 2.
A cypress, not a bosom, Hides my poor heart. T. N. iii. 1.
0, if you teach me to believe this sorrow, Teach thou this sorrow how to make me die. And let belief and life encounter so, As doth the fury of two desperate men, Which, in their very meeting, fall, and die. K. J. iii. 1.
How ill all's here about my heart ! H. v. 2.
I will instruct my sorrows to be proud ; For grief is proud, and makes his owner stout. To me, and to the state of my great grief, Let kings assemble ; for my grief's so great, That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up ; here I and sorrow sit ; Here is my throne,
bid kings come bow to it. K. J. iii. 1.
Cure her of that : Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of
the brain ; And with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the foul bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ?
M. v. 3.
Impatience waiteth on true sorrow. H. VI. pt. III. iii. 3.
For gnarled sorrow hath less power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light. R. II. i. 3.
Sorrow ends not when it seemeth done. R. II. i. 2
All strange and terrible events are welcome, But comforts we despise ; our size of sorrrow, Proportion'd to our cause must be as great, As that which makes it. A. C. iv. 13. .
Weep I cannot, But my heart bleeds. W. T. iii. 3.
This she delivered in the most bitter touch of sorrow, that e'er I heard virgin exclaim in. A. W. i. 3.
Down, thou climbing sorrow, thy element's below. K. L. ii. 4.
But sorrow, that is couch'd in seeming gladness, Is like that mirth fate turns to sudden sadness. T.C. i. 1.
This sorrow's heavenly, It strikes where it doth love. 0. v. 2.
And now and then an ample tear trill'd down Her delicate cheek ; it seem'd, she was a queen Over her passion ; who, most rebel-like, Sought to be king o'er her. K. L. iv. 3.
Her nature became as a prey to her grief; in fine, made a groan of her last breath, and now she sings in heaven. A.W. iv. 3. Parental.
My grief Stretches itself beyond the hour of death; The blood weeps from my heart, when I do shape, In forms imaginary, the unguided days, And rotten times that you shall look upon When I am sleeping with my ancestors. H. IV. pt. II. iv. 5.
Manly. One, whose subdu'd eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees, Their medicinal gum.
0. v. 2.
Mocked. These miseries are more than may be borne ! To weep with them that weep doth ease some deal, But sorrow flouted at his double death. Tit. And. iii. 1.
Uncalled for. The tears live in an onion that should water this sorrow. A. C. i. 2.
SOUL. Though that be sick it dies not. H. IV. pt. II. ii. 2.
Every subject's duty is the king's, but every subject's soul is his own. H. V. iv. 1.
Mount, mount, my soul, thy seat is up on high. R. II. v. 5.
Were souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in hand, And with our sprightly sport, make the ghosts gaze. A.C. iv. 12.
Since thou hast far to go, bear not along The clogging burden of a guilty soul. R. II. i. 3.
Swift-wing'd souls. R. III. ii. 3.
SOUR Looks. How tartly that gentleman looks ! I never can see him but I am heart-burned an hour after. M. A. ii. 1.
SPARE Figure. He was the very genius of famine. H. IV. pt. II. iii. 4.
You might have truss'd him, and all his apparel, into an eel-skin ; the case of a treble hautboy was a mansion for him, a court ; and now
has he land and beeves. H. IV. pt. II. iii. 2.
SPEECH (See also Recitation). Before we proceed any further, hear me speak. C. i. 1.
His speech sticks in my heart. A. C. i. 5.
I would be loath to cast away my speech ; .for, besides that it is excellently well penn'd, I have taken great pains to con it. T. N. i. 5.
'Tis well said again ; And 'tis a kind of good deed, to say well ; And yet words are no deeds. H. VIII. iii. 2.
Spoke like a spriteful noble gentleman. K. J. iv. 2.
Disordered. And when he speaks "Tis like a chime a mending ; with terms unsquar'd, Which, from the tongue of roaring Typhon dropt, Would seem hyperboles. T. C. i. 3.
SPEED. 0, I am scalded with my violent motion And spleen of speed to see your majesty. K. J. v. 7.
Bloody with spurring ; fiery red with haste. R. II. ii. 3.
SPIRITS (See also Apparitions, Ghosts, Elves, Fairies). . Why, now I see there's mettle in thee ; and even, from this instant, do build on thee a better opinion than ever before. 0. iv. 2.
Forth at your eyes, your spirits wildly peep. H. iii. 4.
That gallant spirit hath aspir'd the clouds. R. J. iii. 1.
The spirit of the time shall teach me speed. K. J. iii. 4.
Infernal. Black spirits and white, Red spirits and grey ; Mingle, mingle, mingle, You that mingle may. M. iv. 1.
Now, ye familiar spirits, that are cull'd Out of the powerful regions under earth, Help me this once. H. VI. pt. I. v. 3.
Glendower. — I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Hotspur. — Why, so can I ; or so can any man : But will they come when you do call
for them ? H. IV. pt. I. iii. 1.
Show his eyes, and grieve his heart ; Come like shadows, so depart. M. iv. 1.
Infected be the air whereon they ride ; And damn'd all those that trust them. M. iv. 1.
SPIRITING. Pardon, master : I will be correspondent to command, And do my spiriting gently. T. i. 2.
SPITE. 'Sfoot, I'll learn to conjure and raise devils, but I'll see some issue of my spiteful execrations. T.C. ii. 3.
SPLEEN. Out, you mad-headed ape ! A weasel hath not such a deal of spleen As you are toss'd with. H. IV. pt. I. ii. 3.
With the spleen of all the under fiends. C. iv. 1.
SPLENDOR. As gorgeous as the sun at midsummer. H. IV. pt. I. iv. 1.
It stuck upon him, as the sun In the grey vault of heaven. H. IV. pt. II. ii. 3.
SPORT. Sport royal, I warrant you. T. N. ii. 3.
Nay, I'll come ; if I lose a scruple of this sport, let me be boiled to death with melancholy. T.N. ii. 5.
Very reverend sport, truly ; and done in the testimony of a good conscience. L. L. iv. 2.
That sport best pleases, that doth least know how : Where zeal strives to content, and the contents Die in the zeal of them which it
presents, Their form confounded makes most form in mirth ; When great things labouring perish in their birth. L.L. v. 2.
It is admirable pleasures and fery honest knaveries. M. W. iv. 4.
There's no such sport, as sport by sport o'erthrown ; To make theirs ours, and ours none but our own : So shall we stay, mocking
intended game, And they, well mock'd, depart away with shame. L.L .v. 2.
I'll make one in a dance, or so ; or I will play on the tabor to the worthies, and let them dance the hay. L. L. v. 1.
Ladies. Thus men may grow wiser every day ! it is the first time that ever I heard, breaking of ribs was sport for ladies. A. Y .i. 2.
SPOT (See also Blot, Stain). With a spot I damn him. J C. iv. 1.
SPRING. When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo. word of fear, Unpleasing
to a married ear ! When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks. The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; ...
L. L. v. 2.
When well-apparell'd April on the heel Of limping winter treads. R. J. i. 2.
SPRING Flowers. Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath ;
pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips, and The crown imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one. W. T. iv. 3.
STAIN (See also Blot, Spot). Out, damned spot: out, I say. M. v. 1.
All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweaten this little hand. M. v. 1.
It doth confirm Another stain, as big as hell can hold. Cym. ii. 4.
The more fair and crystal is the sky, The uglier seem the clouds that in it fly. R. II. i. 1.
STALKING. I shall stalk about her door, Like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks, Staying for waftage. T. C. iii. 2.
STARE. Now he'll outstare the lightning. A. C. iii. 11.
STARS (See also Planetary Influence). The stars above us govern our condition. K. L. iv. 3.
Diana's waiting women. T. C. v. 2.
STEALING. Convey, the wise it call : Steal ! foh ; a fico for the phrase. M. W. i. 3.
Away. Therefore, to horse ; And let us not be dainty of leave-taking, But shift away : There's warrant in that theft, Which steals itself,
when there's no mercy left. M. ii. 3.
STRANGE Occurrence. If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction. T. N. iii. 4.
STRATAGEM. Saint Dennis bless this happv stratagem. H. VI. pt. I. iii. 2.
STRENGTH. 0, it is excellent To have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant. M. M. ii. 2.
STRIPLINGS, Military. Worthy fellows ; and like to prove most sinewy swordsmen. A. W. ii. 1.
STRIKING. This cuff was but to knock at your ear, and beseech listening. T. S. iv. 1.
STUDY (See also Light). Study is like the heaven's glorious sun, That will not be deep search'd with saucy looks ; Small have continual plodders ever won, Save base authority, from others' books. L. L. i. 1.
Why, universal plodding prisons up The nimble spirits in the arteries ; As motion, and long-during action, tires The sinewy vigour of the traveller. L. L. iv. 3.
So study evermore is overshot ; While it doth study to have what it would, It doth forget to do the thing it should : And when it hath the
thing it hunteth most, 'Tis won, as towns with fire ; so won, so lost. L. L. i. 1.
Biron. — What is the end of study ?
King. — Why, that to know, which else we should not know.
Biron. — Things hid and barr'd, you mean, from common sense ?
King. — Ay, that is study's god-like recompense. L.L. i. 1.
STUPEFACTION. I have drugg'd their possets That death and nature do contend about them Whether they live or die. M. ii. 2.
How runs the stream ? Or I am mad, or else this is a dream. T. N. iv. 1.
STYLE. Why, 'tis a boisterous and cruel style, A style for challengers. A. Y. iv. 3.
SUBJECTION. Condition ! What good condition can a treaty find I' the part that is at mercy ? C. i. 10.
Why this it is, when men are rul'd by women. R. III. i. 1.
SUBMISSION. You shall be as a father to my youth ; My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear ; And I will stoop and humble my intents To your well-practis'd, wise directions. H. IV. pt. II. v. 2.
My other self, my counsel's consistory, My oracle, my prophet ! — My dear cousin, I, as a child, will go by thy directions.
R. III. ii. 2.
To the Laws. If the deed were ill, Be you contented, wearing now the garland, To have a son set your decrees at nought ; To pluck down justice from your awful bench ; To trip the course of law, and blunt the sword That guards the peace and safety of your person : Nay,
more ; to spurn at your most royal image, And mock your workings in a second body. Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours ; Be now the father, and propose a son : Hear your own dignity so much profan'd ; See your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted,
Behold yourself so by a son disdain'd ; And then imagine me taking your part, And, in your power, soft silencing your son.
H. IV. pt. II. v. 2.
SUFFERANCE. Of sufferance comes ease. H. IV. pt. II. v. 4.
SUFFERING, Unjust. Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia, The gods themselves throw incense. K. L. v. 3.
Why should hard-favour'd grief be lodg'd in thee, When triumph is become an ale-house guest ? R. II. v. 1.
SUICIDE (See also Conscience). Against self-slaughter There is a prohibition so divine, That cravens my weak hand. Cym. iii. 4.
To be, or not to be, that is the question :— Whether 'tis nobler in the mind, to suffer The stings and arrows of outrageous fortune ; Or, to take arms against a sea of troubles, And, by opposing, end them ? To die, — to sleep, — No more ; — and, by sleep, to say we end
The heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die ;— to sleep ;
— To sleep ! perchance to dream ; ay, there's the rub : For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off
this mortal coil, Must give us pause : there's the respect, That makes calamity of so long life : For who would bear the whips and scorns
of time, The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin ? Who would fardels bear,
To groan and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — That undiscover'd country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others, that we know not of ? Thus
conscience does make cowards of us all ; And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought ; And enterprises of great pith and moment, With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action. H. iii. 1.
Even by the rule of that philosophy, By which I did blame Cato for the death Which he did give himself: — I know not how, But I do find it cowardly and vile, For fear of what might fall, so to prevent The time of life : — arming myself with patience, To stay the providence of some high powers, That govern us below. J.C. v. 1.
He is dead : Not by a public minister of justice, Nor by a hired knife ; but that self hand Which writ his honour in the acts it did, Hath, with
the courage which the heart did lend it, Splitted the heart. A. C. v. 1.
All's but naught ; Patience is sottish ; and impatience does Become a dog that's mad : Then is it sin, To rush into the secret house of death, Ere death dare come to us ? A. C. iv. 13.
The more pity, that great folk should have countenance in this world to drown or hang themselves, more than their even Christian.
H. v. 1.
My desolation does begin to make A better life : 'Tis paltry to be Caesar ; Not being Fortune, he's but Fortune's knave, A minister of her will: And it is great To do that thing which ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change. A.C. v. 2.
Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, Can be retentive to the strength of spirit ;
But life, being weary of these worldly bars, Never lacks power to dismiss itself. J.C. i. 3.
Every bondman in his own hand bears The power to cancel his captivity. J.C. i. 3.
SUN Setting. The weary sun hath made a golden set, And, by the bright track of his fiery car Gives token of a goodly day to-morrow.
R. III. v. 3.
But even this night, — whose black contagious breath Already smokes about the burning crest Of the old, feeble, and day-wearied sun, — Even this night your breathing shall expire. K. J. v. 4.
SUPERFLUITY. To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful and ridiculous excess. K. J. iv. 2.
SUPERSCRIPTION. To the snow-white hand of the most beautiful Lady Rosaline. L. L. iv. 2.
SUPERSTITION. Look how the world's poor people are amaz'd At apparitions, signs, and prodigies ! Poems.
The superstitious idle-headed eld Receiv'd, and did deliver to our age, This tale of Heme the hunter for a truth. M. W. iv. 4.
SUPPLICATION. A sea of melting pearl, which some call tears : Those at her father's churlish feet she tender'd ; With them, upon her knees, her humble self, Wringing her hands, whose whiteness so became them, As if but now they waxed pale for woe.
T.G. iii. 1.
SURETYSHIP. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment ? That parchment being scribbled o'er, should undo a man ? Some say, the bee stings : but I say, ; tis the bee's wax : for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mine own man since. H. VI. pt. II. iv. 2.
SURFEIT. A surfeit of the sweetest things, The deepest loathing to the stomach brings. M. N. ii. 3.
SURGES. The murmuring surge, That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes, Cannot be heard so high. K. L. iv. 6.
SURLY Countenance. The image of a wicked heinous fault Lives in his eye. K. J. iv. 2.
SUSPICION. Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind. H. VI. pt. II. v. 6.
Indeed ! ay, indeed : Discern'st thou aught in that ? Is he not honest ? 0. iii. 3.
It is a damned ghost that we have seen ; And my imaginations are as foul As Vulcan's stithy. H. iii. 2.
Shall be all stuck full of eyes. H. IV. pt. I. v. 2.
I, perchance, am vicious in my guess, As, I confess, it is my nature's plague To spy into abuses ; and, oft, my jealousy Shapes faults that are not. 0. iii. 3.
Foul whisperings are abroad. M. v. 1.
SWEARING. For it comes to pass oft, that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him. T. N. iii. 4.
When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is not for any standers by to curtail his oaths. Cym. ii. 1.
And then a whoreson jackanapes must take me up for swearing ; as if I borrowed mine oaths of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure. Cym. ii. 1.
I'll swear upon that bottle to be thy true subject, for the liquor is not earthly. T. ii. 2.
SWEETNESS. Your words, they rob the Hybla bees, And leave them honeyless. J. C. v. 1.
Things sweet to taste, prove in digestion sour. R. II. i. 3.
SWIMMING. I saw him beat the surges under him, And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water, Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted The surge most swoln that met him ; his bold head 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Himself with his good
arms in lusty stroke To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd, As stooping to relieve him ; I not doubt, He came alive to land.
T. ii. 1.
Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did. The torrent roared ; and we did buffet it With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside And stemming it with hearts of controversy. J. C. i. 2.
SWORD. A sword employ'd is perilous. T. C. ii. 2.
I have a sword, and it shall bite upon necessity. M. W. ii. 1.
SWORDSMEN. Bodykins, master Page, though I now be old, and of the peace, if I see a sword out, my finger itches to make one :
though we are justices, and doctors, and churchmen, master Page, we have some salt of our youth in us. M. W. ii. 3.
SYMPATHY. You are merry, and so am I ; Ha ! ha ! then there's more sympathy : you love sack, and so do I ; — would you desire
better sympathy ? M. W. ii. 1.
Grief best is pleas'd with grief's society. True sorrow then is feelingly surpris'd When with like feeling it is sympathis'd. Poems. Companionship in woe, doth woe assuage. Poems.
Sweets with sweets war not ; joy delights in joy. Poems.
Ay, sooth ; so humbled, That he hath left part of his grief with me ; I suffer with him. 0. iii. 3.
Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, Fall fellowly drops. T. v. 1.
O I have suffer' d With those that I saw suffer ! a brave vessel (Which had, no doubt, some noble creatures in her) Dash'd all to pieces. 0, the cry did knock Against my very heart ! Poor souls ! they perish'd. T. i. 2.
Was this a face To be expos'd against the warring winds ? To stand against the deep, dread-bolted thunder ? K. L. iv. 7.
And wast thou fain, poor father, To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn, In short and musty straw ? Alack ! Alack ! 'Tis wonder,
that thy life, and wits, at once Had not concluded all. K. L. iv. 7.
All bless'd secrets, All you unpublish'd virtues of the earth Spring with my tears ! be aidant, and remediate, In the good man's distress.
K. L. iv. 4.
The mind much sufferance doth o'er-skip, When grief hath mates. K. L. iii. 6.
That I am wretcned, Makes thee the happier : Heavens, deal so still ! Let the superfluous, and lust-dieted man, That slaves your ordinance, that will not see Because he doth not feel, feel your power quickly ; So distribution should undo excess, And each man have enough.
K. L. iv. 1.
If sorrow can admit society Tell o'er your woes again by viewing mine. R. III. iv. 4.
Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? 0, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic,
pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel ; That thou may'st shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
K. L. iii . 4.