WOMAN,-continued. Ah! poor our sex! this fault in us I find, That we can call these delicate creatures ours, GENERAL INVECTIVE AGAINST. Is there no way for men to be, but women A pudency so rosy, the sweet view on't T. C. v. 2. 0. iii. 3. Might well have warm'd old Saturn; that I thought her Could I find out The woman's part in me! For there's no motion It is the woman's part: Be it lying, note it, The woman's; flattering, hers; deceiving, hers; All faults that may be nam'd, nay, that hell knows, They are not constant, but are changing still Not half so old as that. I'll write against them, WONDER. Masters, I am to discourse wonders. They spake not a word; But, like dumb statues, or breathless stones, Cym. ii. 5. M. N. iv. 2. Star'd on each other, and look'd deadly pale. R. III. iii. 7. Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder? You make me strange, WONDER,-continued. When now I think you can behold such sights, M. iii. 4. For my part, I am so attir'd in wonder, I know not what to say. M. A. iv. 1. Why, 'tis the rarest argument of wonder, that hath shot out in our latter times. One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens. These are not natural events; they strengthen, Bring in the admiration; that we with thee WOOING, WEDDING, AND REPENTING. A. W. ii. 1. O. ii. 1. T. v. 1. A. W. ii. 1. Wooing, wedding, and repenting, are as a Scotch jig, a measure, and a cinque pace: the first suit is hot and hasty, like a Scotch jig, and full as fantastical; the wedding, mannerly modest, as a measure full of state and ancientry; and then comes repentance, and, with his bad legs, falls into the cinque-pace faster and faster, till he sink into his grave. WORDS (See also VERBOSITY). M. A. ii. 1. A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and quickly shot off. And tire the hearer with a book of words. Good words are better than bad strokes. T.G. ii. 4. M. A. i. 1. J.C. v. 1. You have an exchequer of words, and, I think, no other treasure to give your followers; for it appears by their bare liveries, that they live by your bare words. T. G. ii. 4. Words are very rascals since bonds disgraced them. T. N. iii. 1. T. N. iii. 1. Words are grown so false, I am loath to prove reason with them. His plausive words He scatter'd not in ears, but grafted them To grow there, and to bear. A. W. i. 2. I will maintain the word with my sword, to be a soldierlike word, and a word of exceeding good command. H. IV. PT. 11. iii. 2. WORDS, continued. O, they have lived long in the alms-basket of words. Let not his smoothing words Bewitch your hearts; be wise, and circumspect. AND BLOWS. Brutus.-Sir, I hope, My words disbench'd you not. Coriolanus.-No, Sir; yet oft, L. L. v. 1. H.VI. PT. II. i. 1. When blows have made me stay, I fled from words. C. ii. 2. WORDS, MERETRICIOUS ABUSE OF. They that dally nicely with words, may quickly make them wanton. T. Ñ. iii. 1. WORLD. All the world's a stage, And all the men and women, merely players: Aud then, the whining school-boy, with his satchel, Ev'n in the cannon's mouth: And then, the justice; With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, And so he plays his part: The sixth age shifts Is second childishness, and mere oblivion; A. Y. ii. 7. Under the canopy. C. iv. 5. WORLD,-continued. The varying shore o' the world. This wide and universal theatre Presents more woful pageants, than the scene A. C. iv. 13. A. Y. ii. 7. O, world, thy slippery turns! Friends now fast sworn, On a dissention of a doit, break out To bitterest enmity: So, fellest foes, Whose passions and whose plots have broke their sleep, Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends, C. iv. 4. A bad world, I say! I would, I were a weaver; I could sing all manner of songs. How you speak! Did you but know the city's usuries, H. IV. PT. I. ii. 4. And felt them knowingly: the art o' the court, Is certain falling; or so slippery, that The fear's as bad as falling: the toil of the war, A pain that only seems to seek out danger I' the name of fame, and honour, which dies i' the search; As record of fair act; nay, many times, Doth ill deserve by doing well; what's worse, Must court'sey at the censure:-O, boys, this story, The world may read in me. Cym. iii. 3. A man may see how this world goes, with no eyes. Look with thine ears: See how yon' justice rails upon yon' simple thief. Hark, in thine ear: Change places; and, handydandy, which is the justice, which is the thief? K. L. iv. 6. It is a reeling world, indeed, my lord. I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano, R. III. iii. 2. M. V. i. 1. Fie, fie, fie! Pah, pah! Give me an ounce of civet, O ruin'd piece of nature! This great world there's money K. L. iv. 6. K. L. iv. 6. WORLD,-continued. Come, let's away to prison: Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too,- As if we were God's spies: And we'll wear out, Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years I am in this earthly world; where, to do harm, You have too much respect upon the world: Noble madam, Men's evil manners live in brass: their virtues The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones. WORMS. K. L. v. 3. R. III. iii. 1. M. iv. 2. M. V. i. 1. K. J. iv. 3. H. VIII. iv. 2. J.C. iii. 2. Your worm is your only emperor for diet: we fat all creatures else to fat us; and we fat ourselves for maggots: your fat king, and your lean beggar, is but variable service; two dishes, but to one table; that's the end. H. iv. 3. A man may fish with a worm that eat of a king; and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. WORST. O gods! who is't can say, I'm at the worst The worst is not, So long as we can say,-This is the worst. H. iv. 3. K. L. iv. 1. K. L. iv. 1 |