SURETYSHIP.

Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment? That parchment being scribbled o'er, should undo a man? Some say, the bee stings: but I say, 'tis the bee's wax: for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mine own man since. H. VI. PT. II. iv. 2.

SURFEIT.

A surfeit of the sweetest things,
The deepest loathing to the stomach brings.

M. N. ii. 3.

SURGES.

The murmuring surge,

That on the unnumber'd idle pebbles chafes,
Cannot be heard so high.

K. L. iv. 6.

O. iii. 3.

Indeed! ay, indeed: Discern'st thou aught in that?

Is he not honest?

It is a damned ghost that we have seen;
And my imaginations are as foul
As Vulcan's stithy.

Shall be all stuck full of eyes.

I, perchance, am vicious in my guess,

As, I confess, it is my nature's plague
To spy into abuses; and, oft, my jealousy
Shapes faults that are not.

Foul whisperings are abroad.

SWEARING.

H. iii. 2.

H.IV. PT. I. v. 2.

O. iii. 3.

M. v. 1.

For it comes to pass oft, that a terrible oath, with a swaggering accent sharply twanged off, gives manhood more approbation than ever proof itself would have earned him. T. N. iii. 4.

When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is not for any standers by to curtail his oaths.

Cym. ii. I.

And then a whoreson jackanapes must take me up for swearing; as if I borrowed mine oaths of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure. Cym. ii. 1.

I'll swear upon that bottle to be thy true subject, for the liquor is not earthly.

T. ii. 2.

SWEETNESS.

Your words, they rob the Hybla bees,
And leave them honeyless.

Things sweet to taste, prove in digestion sour.
SWIMMING.

I saw him beat the surges under him,

And ride upon their backs; he trod the water,
Whose enmity he flung aside, and breasted

The surge most swoln that met him; his bold head
'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd
Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke

To the shore, that o'er his wave-worn basis bow'd,
As stooping to relieve him; I not doubt,
He came alive to land.

Upon the word,

Accoutred as I was, I plunged in,

And bade him follow: so, indeed, he did.
The torrent roared; and we did buffet it
With lusty sinews; throwing it aside
And stemming it with hearts of controversy.

SWORD.

A sword employ'd is perilous.

J.C. v. 1.

R. II. i. 3.

T. ii. 1.

J.C. i. 2.

T. C. ii. 2.

I have a sword, and it shall bite upon necessity. M.W.ii. 1. SWORDSMEN.

Bodykins, master Page, though I now be old, and of the peace, if I see a sword out, my finger itches to make one : though we are justices, and doctors, and churchmen, master Page, we have some salt of our youth in us. M. W. ii. 3. SYMPATHY.

You are merry, and so am I; Ha! ha! then there's more sympathy: you love sack, and so do I ;-would you desire better sympathy?

M. W. ii. 1.

Sweets with sweets war not; joy delights in joy.

Poems.

I suffer with him.

Ay, sooth; so humbled,

That he hath left part of his grief with me;

Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine,
Fall fellowly drops.

O. iii. 3.

T. v. 1.

SYMPATHY,-continued.

I have suffer'd

With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel
(Which had, no doubt, some noble creatures in her)
Dash'd all to pieces. O, the cry did knock
Against my very heart! Poor souls! they perish'd.

Was this a face

To be expos'd against the warring winds?
To stand against the deep, dread-bolted thunder?

T. i. 2

K. L. iv. 7.

And wast thou fain, poor father,

To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn,
In short and musty straw? Alack! Alack!
'Tis wonder, that thy life, and wits, at once
Had not concluded all.

All bless'd secrets,

All you unpublish'd virtues of the earth

Spring with my tears! be aidant, and remediate,
In the good man's distress.

K. L. iv. 7.

K. L. iv. 4.

K. L. iii. 6.

The mind much sufferance doth o'er-skip.

When grief hath mates.

That I am wretched,

Makes thee the happier: Heavens, deal so still !
Let the superfluous, and lust-dieted man,
That slaves your ordinance, that will not see

Because he doth not feel, feel your power quickly;
So distribution should undo excess,

And each man have enough.

K. L. iv. 1.

R.III. iv. 4.

If sorrow can admit society
Tell o'er your woes again by viewing mine.
Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides,
Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you
From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en
Too little care of this! Take physic, pomp;
Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel;
That thou may'st shake the superflux to them,
And show the heavens more just.

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K. L. iii. 4.

Pray thee, let it serve for table talk ;
Then, howsoe'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things
I shall digest it.

TAILOR.

M. V. iii. 5.

O, monstrous arrogance! Thou liest, thou thread,
Thou thimble.

Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail,
Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter cricket thou :-
Brav'd in mine own house with a skein of thread!
Away, thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant:
Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard,
As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou liv'st!
I tell thee, I, thou hast marr'd her gown.

T. S. iv. 3.

H. i. 4.

C. i. 1.

O. i. 3.

Tit. And. iii. 2.

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W. T. ii. 1.

M. V. iii. 1.

But it is true, without any slips of prolixity, or crossing the plain highway of talk.

An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told. R. III. iv. 4.
Mark how a plain tale shall put you down.

OF WOE

H. IV. PT. I. ii. 4.

Floods of tears will drown my oratory
And break my very utterance.

Tit. And. v. 3.

In winter's tedious nights sit by the fire
With good old folks; and let them tell thee tales
Of woeful ages, long ago betid;

And, ere thou bid good night, to quit their grief,

TALE OF WOE,-continued.

Tell them the lamentable fall of me,
And send the hearers weeping to their beds.

TALKER (See also BABBLER).

Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool
Art thou, to break into this woman's mood;

R. II. v. 1.

Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own! H.IV. PT. 1. i. 3. If you be not mad, be gone; if you have reason, be brief; 'tis not that time of the moon with me, to make one in so skipping a dialogue.

A knave very voluble.

TAPSTER.

T. N. i. 5.
O. ii. 1.

Five years! by'r lady, a long lease for the clinking of pewter. H. IV. PT. I. ii. 4.

That ever this fellow should have fewer words than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman! His industry is—up stairs, and down stairs; and his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning. H. IV. PT. I. ii. 4.

TAXATION.

We must not rend our subjects from our laws,
And stick them in our will. Sixth part of each?
A trembling contribution! Why, we take,
From every tree, lop, bark, and part o' the timber;
And, though we leave it with a root, thus hack'd,
The air will drink the sap.

Large-handed robbers your grave masters are,
And pill by law.

H.VIII. i. 2.

By heaven, I had rather coin my heart,
And drop my blood by drachmas, than to wring
From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash,
By any indirection.

T. A. iv. 1.

J. C. iv 3.

Come, there is no more tribute to be paid: our kingdom is stronger than it was at that time; and, as I said, there is no more such Cæsars: other of them may have crooked noses; but, to owe such straight arms, none. Cym. iii 1. The commons hath he pill'd with grievous taxes, And lost their hearts.

R. II. ii. 1. If Cæsar can hide the sun from us with a blanket, or put the moon in his pocket, we will pay him tribute for light.

TEARS (See also GRIEF, LAMENTATION, SORROW).

Heaven-moving pearls.

Let me wipe off this honourable dew,
That silverly doth progress on thy cheeks:

Cym. iii. 1.

K. J. ii. 1.