DEFIANCE,--continued.

By that fair sun which shows me where thou stand'st,
I heard thee say, and vauntingly thou spak'st it,
That thou wert cause of noble Glo'ster's death.
If thou deny'st it, twenty times thou liest;
And I will turn thy falsehood to thy heart,
Where it was forged, with my rapier's point.
Shall I be flouted thus with dunghill grooms!
Scorn, and defiance; slight regard, contempt,
And any thing that may not misbecome
The mighty sender, doth he prize you at.

Though I am not splenetive and rash,
Yet have I in me something dangerous,
Which let thy wisdom fear.

I had rather chop this hand off at a blow,
And with the other fling it at thy face,
Than bear so low a sail to strike to thee.

R. II. iv. 1. H. VI. PT. 1. i. 3,

H. V. ii. 4.

H. v. 1.

H. VI. PT. III. v. 1.

I will fight with him upon this theme,

Until my eye-lids will no longer wag.
Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death,
Vagabond exile, flaying; pent to linger
But with a grain a day, I would not buy
Their mercy at the price of one fair word.

You fools! I and my fellows

Are ministers of fate; the elements

Of whom your swords are temper'd, may as well

Wound the loud winds, or with bemock'd-at stabs

Kill the still-closing waters, as diminish

One dowle that's in my plume.

Thou injurious tribune!

Within thine eyes sat twenty thousand deaths,
In thy hands clutch'd as many millions, in
Thy lying tongue both numbers, I would say,
Thou liest, unto thee, with voice as free
As I do pray the gods.

Let them come;
They come like sacrifices in their trim,
And to the fire-ey'd maid of smoky war,
All hot and bleeding will we offer them;
The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit
Up to the ears in blood.

I do defy him, and I spit at him;
Call him a slanderous coward, and a villain.

H. v. 1.

C. iii. 3.

T. iii. 3.

C. iii. 3.

H. IV. PT. 1. iv. l.

R. II. i. 1.

Gentle heaven,

Cut off all intermission; front to front,
Bring thou this fiend of Scotland, and myself;
Within my sword's length set him; if he 'scape,
Heaven forgive him too!

M. iv. 3.

DEFIANCE, continued.

Let him do his spite:

My services, which I have done the signiory,
Shall out-tongue his complaints.

DEFORMITY.

Why, love forswore me in my mother's womb :
And, for I should not deal in her soft laws,
She did corrupt frail nature with a bribe

To shrink mine arm up like a wither'd shrub ;
To make an envious mountain on my back,
Where sits deformity to mock my body;
To shape my legs of an unequal size;
To disproportion me in every part;
Like to a chaos, or an unlick'd bear-whelp,
That carries no impression like the dam.
And am I then a man to be belov'd?

O, monstrous fault to harbour such a thought!

O. i. 2.

H. VI. PT. II. iii. 2.

But I,-that am not shap'd for sportive tricks,
Nor made to court an amorous looking glass;
I that am rudely stampt, and want love's majesty,
To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time
Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionable,
That dogs bark at me as I halt by them :-
Why I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to spy my shadow in the sun,
And descant on mine own deformity.

But, O, how vile an idol proves this god!
Thou hast, Sebastian, done good feature shame.
In nature there's no blemish but the mind;
None can be call'd deform'd but the unkind:
Virtue is beauty; but the beauteous evil
Are empty trunks, o'er-flourish'd by the devil.
DEGENERACY.

But, woe the while! our fathers' minds are dead,
And we are govern'd by our mothers' spirits;
Our yoke and sufferance show us womanish.

R. III. i. 1.

T. N. iii. 4.

J. C. i. 3.

O, that a mighty man of such descent,
Of such possessions, and so high esteem,
Should be infused with so foul a spirit!

T. S. IND. 2.

H. i. 5.

What a falling off was there!

But now 'tis odds beyond arithmetic;

And manhood is call'd foolery, when it stands
Against a falling fabric.

C. iii. 1.

DEGENERACY,-continued.

For in the fatness of these pursy times,
Virtue itself of vice must pardon beg.

H. iii. 4.

'Twas never merry world, since, of two usuries, the merriest was
put down, and the worser allowed, by order of law, a furred gown
to keep him warm; and furred with fox and lambskins too, to
signify that craft, being richer than innocency, stands for the
facing.
M. M. iii. 2.

Shall it, for shame, be spoken in these days,
Or fill up chronicles in time to come,
That men of your nobility and power,
Did 'gage them both in an unjust behalf,—
As both of you, God pardon it! have done?
The world is grown so bad,

H. IV. PT. I. i. 3.

That wrens may prey where eagles dare not perch;
Since every Jack became a gentleman,

There's many a gentle person made a Jack.

DEGRADATION.

Now I must

To the young man send humble treaties, dodge
And palter in the shifts of lowness.

DEGREES.

So man and man should be;

R. III. i. 3.

A. C. iii. 9,

We waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day.
Come, I have learn'd that fearful commenting
Is leaden servitor to dull delay;

Delay leads impotent and snail-pac'd beggary.

T. C. iii. 3.

R. J. i. 4.

R. III. iv. 3.

Let's be revenged on him: let's appoint him a meeting; give him a show of comfort in his suit; and lead him on with a finebaited delay.

O, my good lord, that comfort comes too late ;
'Tis like a pardon after execution;

That gentle physic, given in time, had cur'd me ;
But now I'm past all comfort here, but prayers.

DELICACY OF IDLENESS.

M. W. ii. 1.

H. VIII. iv. 2.

The hand of little employment hath the daintier sense.
DELIGHTS.

All delights are vain; but that most vain,
Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain.

H. v. 1.

L. L. i. 1.

72

DELIGHTS,-continued.

These violent delights have violent ends,

And in their triumph die; like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume; the sweetest honey
Is loathsome in its own deliciousness,
And in the taste confounds the appetite:
Therefore, love moderately; long love doth so;
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
DELIRIUM OF THE DYING.

O vanity of sickness! fierce extremes,
In their continuance will not feel themselves.
Death, having prey'd upon the outward parts,
Leaves them insensible; and his siege is now
Against the mind, the which he pricks and wounds
With many legions of strange fantasies;

R. J. ii. 6.

Which, in their throng and press to that last hold,
Confound themselves. 'Tis strange that death should sing.

I am the cygnet to this pale-fac'd swan,

Who chaunts a doleful hymn to his own death;
And, from the organ-pipe of frailty, sings
His soul and body to their lasting rest.

DELUSION (See also ILLUSION).

'Twas but a bolt of nothing, shot at nothing,
Which the brain makes of fumes: our very eyes
Are sometimes like our judgments, blind.

Oftentimes, to win us to our harm,

The instruments of darkness tell us truths;
Win us with honest trifles, to betray us

In deepest consequence.

And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd,
That palter with us in a double sense;

K. J. v. 7.

Cym. iv. 2.

M. i. 3.

That keep the word of promise to our ear,

And break it to our hope.

of it leaves him, he must run mad.

M. v. 7.

Why, thou hast put him in such a dream, that, when the image

Thus may poor fools believe false teachers.

T. N. ii. 5.

Cym. iii. 4.

DENIAL OF JUSTICE (See also JUDGMENT, JUSTICE).

And is this all?

Then, oh, you blessed ministers above,

Keep me in patience; and, with ripen'd time,
Unfold the evil which is here wrapp'd up

In countenance!

DEPRAVITY, YOUTHFUL.

You're a fair viol, and your sense the strings;

Who, finger'd to make man his lawful music,

M. M. v. 1.

Would draw heaven down, and all the gods to hearken;
But, being play'd upon before your time,
Hell only danceth at so harsh a chime.

DEPRIVATION OF THINGS DISCLOSES THEIR VALUE.
What our contempts do often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again.

DEPUTY.

P. P. i. 1.

A. C. i. 2.

A substitute shines brightly as a king,
Until a king be by; and then his state

Empties itself, as doth an inland brook
Into the main of waters.

M. V. v. 1.

In our remove, be thou at full ourself;
Mortality and mercy in Vienna

Live in thy tongue and heart.

M. M. i. 1.

DERANGEMENT, MENTAL (See also DESPONDENCY, MADNESS).

A sight most pitiful in the meanest wretch;

Past speaking of in a king.

DESCRIPTION.

K. L. iv. 6.

I have cried her almost to the number of her hairs; I have drawn her picture with my voice.

O, he hath drawn my picture in his letter!

DESDEMONA.

A maid

That paragons description, and wild fame;

One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens,
And in the essential vesture of creation,

Does bear all excellency.

Tempests themselves, high seas, and howling winds,

P. P. iv. 3.

L. L. v. 2.

0. ii, 1.

Use every man according to his desert, and who shall escape whipping? use them after your own honour and dignity: the less they deserve, the more merit is in your bounty.

O, your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it,
To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,

When it deserves, with characters of brass,

E

H. ii. 2.