I think you happy in this fecond match,
For it excells your firft; or if't did not,
Your first is dead, or 'twere as good he were,
As living hence, and you no ufe of him!

Rom. and Jul. A& III.

Hon. Mr. Charly ex.

If I become not a cart as well as another man, a

Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her let her paint an inch thick, to this complexion fhe

muft come at last !

Hamlet, A& V.

Lord Haw KE.

A

Did I not, fellow?

I have feen the day, with my good biting falcion, I could have made 'em fkip:-I am old now, And these vile croffes spoil me :-out of breath! Fie oh, quite out of breath and spent!

Lear, A& V.

Hon.

thoust

Hon. Mrs. E. M

N.

That I did love the Moor to live with him,

My downright violence, and ftorm of fortunes
May trumpet to the world.

I faw Othello's vifage in his mind,

And to his honours, and his valiant parts,

Did I my foul, and fortunes confecrate.

Othello, A& F

Mrs. BR- -DHD.

Ifpy entertainment in her; fhe difcourfes,-fhe carves, fhe gives the leer of invitation !

Merry Wives, A&t I.

Lord M- -----H.

Get thee glass eyes, and like a fcurvy politician,
Seem to fee the things thou doft not.

What fay you to young Master Fenton ? he capers, he dances, he writes verjes, he fmells April and May; he will carry it, 'tis in his buttons, he will carry it. Merry Wives Windfor

I am very proud! revengeful! ambitious; with more offences at may beck, than I have thoughts to

put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in.-- What fhould fuch a fellow as I do crawling between earth and heav'n ?

Lord C- FD.

Hamlet, A&III.

He afes his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that, he fhoots his wit.

As you Like It, A& V.

Lord T. -L.

Oh, the curfe of marriage!

That we can call thofe delicate creatures ours,
And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad
And live upon the vapours of a dungeon,
'Than keep a corner in the thing I love,

For other's ufe!

Othello, A& III.

Sir JOHN E. B

G.

Plate fins with gold,

And the fharp lance of juftice hurtlefs breaks.
Through tattered cloaths fmall vices do appear,
Robes, and furr'd gowns hide all !!

Lear, A&t IV.

Young ravens must have food..

Merry Wives, A& I

Lady

Lady J-Y.

This argues fruitfulness, and liberal heart:
Ilot, hot and moift--this hand of yours requires
A fequefter from liberty; fafting, and pray'r
Much caftigation, exercife devout;

For here's a young, and fweating devil here,
That commonly rebels!
Othello, AR III.

Hang him, poor cuckoldy knave, I know him not: yet I wrong him to call him poor; they fay the jealous wittolly kna ve hath maffes of money, for the which his wife feems to be well favour'd.

Merry Wives, A&I

Lord Gears & ermaine

Thus confcience doth make cowards of us all!

Hamlet, A&III.

Sir ROB, CY-N.

Methinks I have no more wit than a Chriftian, or an ordinary man has: but I am a great eater of beef,, and I believe that does harm to my wit.

Twelfth Night, A& L.

Maids are May when they are maids; but the fky changes when they are wives.-I. will be more

C 3

jealous

jealous of thee than a Barbary cock over his hen; more clamorous than a Parrot against rain: more new fangled than an ape; more giddy in my defires than a monkey; I will weep for nothing like Diana in the fountain, and I will do that when you are difpofed to be merry.

As you like it, A& IV*

G. SYN, Efq.

But hear theee, Gratioano,

Thou art rude, and bold of speech,

Parts that become thee happily enough,

And in fuch eyes as ours appear no fault ;

But where thou art not known. why there they

Can my

fides hold, to think that man who knows

What woman is, yea, what fhe cannot chufe to be,

Will his free hour languish out,

For affured bondage ?