[XXI.] As it fell upon a day In the merry month of May, Which a grove of myrtles made, Trees did grow, and plants did spring; And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity; Fie, fie, fie,' now would she cry; 'Tereu, tereu!' by and by; That to hear her so complain, Scarce I could from tears refrain; Senseless trees they cannot hear thee; All thy friends are lapp'd in lead; Even so, poor bird, like thee, None alive will pity me. Whilst as fickle fortune smiled, Whilst thou hast wherewith to spend; They have him at commandment: THE PHOENIX AND THE TURTLE. LET the bird of loudest lay. To whose sound chaste wings obey. But thou shrieking harbinger, To this troop come thou not near! From this session interdict Let the priest in surplice white, And thou treble-dated crow, With the breath thou givest and takest, 'Mongst our mourners shalt thou go. Here the anthem doth commence : So they loved, as love in twain Had the essence but in one; Two distincts, division none; Number there in love was slain, Hearts remote, yet not asunder; Distance, and no space was seen "Twixt the turtle and his queen: But in them it were a wonder. So between them love did shine, That the turtle saw his right Flaming in the phoenix' sight; Either was the other's mine. Property was thus appalled. Reason, in itself confounded, That it cried, How true a twain Whereupon it made this threne THRENOS. Beauty, truth, and rarity, Grace in all simplicity, Here enclosed in cinders lie. Death is now the phoenix's nest ; Leaving no posterity; Truth may seem, but cannot be; To this urn let those repair Othello, act iii. sc. 3. Alas, poor Yorick! Hamlet, act v. sc. 1. Othello, act v. sc. 2. All that glisters is not gold. Merchant of Venice, act ii. sc. 7. Julius Cæsar, act iii. sc. 2. Merchant of Venice, act i. sc. 3. Angels are bright still, though the brightest A hand Open as day for melting charity. A hideous dream. K. Henry IV., pt. ii. act iv. sc. 4. Are you good men and true? Hamlet, act iii. sc. 1. Julius Cæsar, act ii. sc 1. Macbeth, act iv. sc. 3. Hamlet, act i. sc. 2. As easy as lying. Hamlet, act iii. sc. 2. Hamlet, act iii. sc. 4. At lovers' perjuries, A hit, a very palpable hit. Hamlet, act v. sc. 2. A nipping and an eager air. Hamlet, act i. sc. 4. They say, Jove laughs. Romeo and Juliet, act ii. sc. 2. Measure for Measure, act iii. sc. 1. Othello, act iii, sc. 3. A very ancient and fish-like smell. Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy. Merry Wives, act iii. sc. 5. Much Ado, act i. sc. 1. K. Henry IV., pt. i. act i. sc. 3. * "Totus mundus agit histrionem,' an obser- Between the acting of a dreadful thing Beware Crack of doom. Macbeth, act iv. sc. 1. Julius Cæsar, act ii. sc. 1. Cry Havock! and let slip the dogs of war. Of entrance to a quarrel. Julius Cæsar, act iii. sc. 1. Hamlet, act i. sc. 3. Curses not loud, but deep. Julius Cæsar, act i. sc. 2. Midsummer Night's Dream, act iii. sc. 1. As You Like It, act ii. sc. 7. Brevity is the soul of wit. Hamlet, act ii. sc. 2. Othello, act 1, sc. 1. Dance attendance. Dark as Erebus. Macbeth, act v. sc. 3. The Tempest, act i. sc. 2. Twelfth Night, act. ii. sc. 3. Doubts are traitors. Care's an enemy to life. Measure for Measure, act i. sc. 5. Twelfth Night, act i. sc. 3. Hamlet, act ii. sc. 2. Dress'd in a little brief authority. Henry V., Chorus, act iv. King Lear, act iv. sc. 6. Macbeth, act iv. sc. 1. Familiar in their mouths as household words. K. Henry V., act iv. sc. 3. Time and the hour run through the roughest Fantastic tricks before high heaven. Comparisons are odorous.* Macbeth, act i. sc. 2, Merry Wives, act i. sec. 3. Cowards die many times before their death.t K. Henry VIII., act iii. sc. 2. For there was never yet philosopher For Hamlet, act i. sc. 1. Frailty, thy name is woman. Tempest, act iv. sc. 1. Macbeth, act v. sc. 5. Give the devil his due. K Henry IV., pt. i. act i. sc. 2 A local habitation and a name. Golden opinions. Grim-visaged war. Macbeth, act i. sc. 7. Much Ado, act iii. sc. 3. Her voice was ever soft, Gentle and low,- an excellent thing in woman. Hoist with his own petar. Hamlet, act iii. sc. 4. Hyperion to a satyr! Hamlet, act i. sc. 2. K. Henry V., act iv. sc. 3. I am constant as the northern star. I am nothing, if not critical. I am Sir Oracle, I bear a charmed life. Macbeth, act v. sc. 7. Richard 111., act i. sc. 1. Hamlet, act i. sc. 5, Hair-breadth 'scapes. Hang a calf-skin on those recreant limbs. He dies and makes no sign. K. Henry VI., pt. ii. act iii, sc. 3. Twelfth Night, act ii. sc. 3. He hath eaten me out of house and home. Macbeth, act i. sc. 7. Othello, act i. sc. 3. Julius Cæsar, act iv. sc. 3. I have an exposition of sleep come upon me. I have no other but a woman's reason; I think The Two Gentlemen of Verona, K. Henry IV., pt. ii. act ii. sc. 1. I have thee on the hip. He is well paid that is well satisfied. The Merchant of Venice, act iv. sc. 1. Romeo and Juliet, act ii. sc. 2. He must needs go that the devil drives. He that doth the ravens feed. I'll put a girdle round about the earth In forty minutes.* Midsummer Night's Dream, act ii. sc. 1. Lay not that flattering unction to your soul. I'll tickle your catastrophe. 2 K. Henry IV., act ii. sc. 1. Lay on, Macduff! Hamlet, act iii. sc. 4. Macbeth, act v. sc. 7. The Merchant of Venice, act iv. sc. 1. Lean and slippered pantaloon. I think there be six Richmonds in the field. Macbeth, act v. sc. 3. As You Like It, act ii. sc. 7. Let it serve for table-talk, Hamlet, act i. sc. 4. If it were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere well Macbeth, act i. sc. 7. wrung. Hamlet, act iii. sc. 2. If music be the food of love, play on. In maiden meditation, fancy free. Infirm of purpose. Like a dewdrop on a lion's mane. Troilus and Cressida, act iii, sc. 3. Intolerable, not to be endured. Is she not passing fair? The Two Gentlemen of Verona, It beggar'd all description. Antony and Cleopatra, act ii. sc. 2. The Merchant of Venice, act iv. sc. 1. Making night hideous. It is a wise father that knows his own child. And as great seamen, using all their wealth Hamlet, act i. sc. 4. Hamlet, act i. sc. 2. with the Antipodes, almost put a girdle about the More sinned against than sinning. King Lear, act iii. sc. 2. |