THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR.
I will make a Star-chamber matter of it.

Act i. Sc. 1. All his successors, gone before him, have done 't; and all his ancestors, that come after him, may.

Ibid. It is a familiar beast to man, and signifies love.

Ibid. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is good gifts.

Ibid. Mine host of the Garter.

Ibid. I had rather than forty shillings I had my book of songs and sonnets here. Ibid.

If there be no great love in the beginning, yet · heaven may decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are married, and have more occasion to know one another : I hope upon familiarity will grow more contempt. Ibid.

Convey, the wise it call. Steal? foh! a fico for the phrase !

Aot i. Sc. 3. Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores.

Ibid. Tester I 'll have in pouch, when thou shalt lack, Base Phrygian Turk!

Ibid. The humour of it.

Ibid. Here will be an old abusing of . . . . the king's English.

Act i. Sc. 4. We buin daylight.

Act ii. Sc. 1. Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy head now. ground.

[The Merry Wives of Windsor continued. Why, then the world 's mine oyster, Which I with sword will open. Act ii. Sc. 2. The short and the long of it.

Ibid. Unless experience be a jewel.

Ibid. Like a fair house, built upon another man's

Ibid. I cannot tell what the dickens his name is.

Act fii. Sc. 2. What a taking was he in when your husband asked who was in the basket! Act iii. Sc. 3. O, what a world of vile ill-favour'd faults Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year!

Act iii. Sc. 4. Happy man be his dole!

Ibid. I have a kind of alacrity in sinking.

Act iii. Sc. 5. As good luck would have it.

Ibid. The rankest compound of villanous smell that ever offended nostril.

Ibid.
A man of my kidney.
Think of that, Master Brook.
In his old lunes again. Act iv. Sc. 2.

There is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death. Act v. Sc. I.

Ibid.

Ibid.

MEASURE FOR MEASURE.

Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do,

Measure for Measure continued.]
Not light them for themselves; for if our virtues
Did not go forth of us, 't were all alike
As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely

touch'd,
But to fine issues; nor Nature never lends
The smallest scruple of her excellence,
But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines
Herself the glory of a creditor -
Both thanks and use.

Act i. Sc. I. He was ever precise in promise-keeping.

Act i. Sc. 2. I hold you as a thing enskied, and sainted.

Act i. Sc. 5.1 Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win, By fearing to attempt.

Ibid.1 The jury, passing on the prisoner's life, May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two Guiltier than him they try. Act ii. Sc. I. This will last out a night in Russia, When nights are longest there.

Ibid. Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it!

Act ii. Sc. 2. No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace As mercy does.

Ibid. 1 Act i. Sc. 5, White, Singer, Knight. Act i. Sc. 4, Cambridge, Dyce, Staunton.

[Measure for Measure continued. Why, all the souls that were were forfeit once; . And He that might the vantage best have took Found out the remedy.

Act ii. Sc. 2.

O! it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.

Ibid. But man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he 's most assur'd, His glassy essence, — like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high Heaven, As make the angels weep.

Ibid. That in the captain 's but a choleric word, Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy. Ibid.

Our compellid sins
Stand more for number than for accompt.

Act ii. Sc. 4.
The miserable have no other medicine,
But only hope.

Act iii. Sc. I.
Servile to all the skyey influences. Ibid.
Palsied eld.

Ibid.
The sense of death is most in apprehension,
And the poor beetle, that we tread upon,
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great
As when a giant dies.

Ibid.
Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;
To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot;
This sensible warm motion to become
A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit
To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside

Ibid.

Measure for Measure continued.]
In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ;
To be imprison'd in the viewless winds
And blown with restless violence round about
The pendent world.

Act iii. Sc. I.
The weariest and most loathed worldly life,
That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment
Can lay on nature, is a paradise
To what we fear of death.
Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.

Ibid.
Take, O, take those lips away,

That so sweetly were forsworn;
And those eyes, the break of day,

Lights that do mislead the morn;
But my kisses bring again, bring again,
Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, seal'd in vain.'

Act iv. Sc. 1. Every true man's apparel fits your thicf.

Act iv. Sr. 2. 'Gainst the tooth of time, And razure of oblivion.

Act v. Sc. I. My business in this state Made me a looker-on here in Vienna. Ibid.

1 This song occurs in Act v. Sc. 2, of Beaumont and Fletcher's Bloody Brother, with the following additional stanza:

Hide, O, hide those hills of snow,

Which thy frozen bosom bears,
On whose tops the pinks that grow

Are of those that April wears !
But first set my poor heart free,
Bound in those icy chains by thee..