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Ah, Humphrey, can I bear this shameful yoke
Henry VI. P. 2, A. 2, S. 46
Take physic, pomp: Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel; That thou may'st shake the superflux to them, And shew the heavens more juft. Lear, A. 3, S. 4.
Why should the poor be flatter'd ? No, let the candy'd tongue lick absurd pomp; And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee, Where thrift may follow fawning.
Hamlet, A. 3, S. 2.
PRA I SE. Thou shalt find she will out-ftrip all praise, And make it halt behind her. Tempeft, A. 4, S. 1. He gave you all the duties of a man ; Trimm'd up your praises with a princely tongue ; Spoke your deservings like a chronicle ; Making you ever better than his praise, By still dispraising praise, valu'd with you.
Henry IV. P. 1, A. 5, S. 2. Ah! when the means are gone, that buy this praise, The breath is gone whereof this prais: is made: Feaft-won, fast-loft :: one cloud of winter showers, These flies are couch'd.
Timon of Athens, A. 2, S. 2.
Feast-won, fast-Inft.] I do not understand this. I think we should read,
" Fast won, fast loft." i. è. Your friends are such as may be easily acquired, and who are easily loft.
A giving hand, though foul, hall have fair praise,
Love's Labour Loft, A. 4, S. F.
As you like it, A. 2, S. 3. Methinks she is too low for a high praise, too brown for a fair praise, and too little for a great praise.
Much ado about nothing, A. I, S. 1. How
many things by season season'd are To their right praise, and true perfection?
Merchant of Venice, A. 5, S. 1.
Merchant of Venice, A. 3, S. 2.
PRAY E R S.
I'll bribe you with true prayers, That shall be up at heaven, and enter there, Ere the fun rife.
Measure for Measure, A. 2, S. .
He cannot thrive,
All's well that ends well, A. 3, S. 4
Then I precepts gave her, That she should lock herself from his resort, Admit no messengers.. Hamlet, A. 2, S. 2.
E SE N C E.
King John, A. 2, S. 1.
P - RE Y.
1 And then I precepts gave her.] Thus the folio. The two elder quartos tead, prescripts.
STEEVENS. “ Prescripts” is right-signifying inhibition, restraint. That it is the true reading the context will fully shew. Polonius says, that he had already observed to his daughter,
“ Lord Hamlet is a prince: out of thy sphere
c. This must not be!" Now this we may consider as a precept, or hint, to Ophelia how the should behave. He then goes on,
66 And then I prescripts (or orders) gave her,
A. B. , 2 It ill be seems this presence, to cry aim
To these ill-tuned repetitions.] Dr. Warburton has well observed on one of the former plays, that to cry aim is to encourage. I once thought that it was borrowed from archery; and that aim! having been the word of command, as we now fay present! to cry aim had been to incite notice, or raise attention. But I rather think that the old word of applause was j'aime, I love it, and that to applaud was to cry j'aime, which the English, not easily pronouncing jc, funk into aime or aim. JOHNSON.
I think it highly probable that we should read, io e. cry again! aien is again.--See Chaucer and other old wri. ters. Cry aim may, indeed, in other places, have the sense which Dr, Warburton has given to it.
And so he walks, insulting o'er his prey;
Henry VI. P. 3, A. 1, S. 3.
Ravens, crows, and kites,
Julius Cæsar, A. 5, S. I,
Infants prattle of thy pride,
Henry VI. P. 1, A. 3, S. I
Who cries out on pride,
As you like it, A. 2, S. 7.
Much ado about nothing, A. 3, S. 1.
Come all to ruin ; let
He that's proud, eats up himself;
Own chronicle; and whate'er praises itself
Troilus and Cressida, A. 2, S. 3.
Pride hath no other glass
Troilus and Cressida, A. 3, S. 3.
Henry VIII. A. 3, S. 1.
Merchant of Venice, A. 2, S. 7.
Now he was
Tempeft, A. 1, S. 2.
The shepherd's homely curds,
Henry VI, P. 3, A. 2, S. 5.