DEVOTION,-continued.

Yours in the ranks of death.

A true devoted pilgrim is not weary
To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps.

Vouchsafe to show the sunshine of your face,
That we,
like savages, may worship it.
From the four corners of the earth they come,
To kiss this shrine, this mortal breathing saint.
PIOUS.

With modest paces

Came to the altar, where she kneel'd, and saint-like
Cast her fair eyes to heaven, and pray'd devoutly.

DEW.

And that same dew which sometime on the buds
Was wont to swell, like round and orient pearls,
Stood now within the pretty flow'ret's eyes,
Like tears that did their own disgrace bewail.
I must go seek some dew-drops here,
And hang a pearl on every cowslip's ear.

As fresh as morning dew distill'd on flowers.
DIFFIDENCE.

A tardiness in nature,

Which often leaves the history unspoke,
That it intends to do.

DIGNITY.

K. L. iv. 2.

T. G. ii. 7.

L. L. v. 2.

M. V. ii. 7.

H. VIII. iv. 1.

M. N. iv. 1.

M. N. ii. 1.

Tit. And. ii. 4.

K. L. i. 1.

Master Robert Shallow, choose what office thou wilt in the land, 'tis thine.-Pistol, I will double charge thee with dignities. H. IV. PT. II. v. 3.

Nothing but death,

Shall e'er divorce my dignities.

DIGRESSION.

H. VIII. iii. 1.

Shifted out of thy tale, into telling me of the fashion.

DILIGENCE.

He'll watch the horologe a double set.

DINNER.

He had not din'd :

The veins unfill'd, the blood is cold, and then
We pout upon the morning, are unapt

To give or to forgive; but when we have stuff'd
These pipes and these conveyances of our blood
With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls

Than in our priest-like fasts; therefore I'll watch him
Till he be dieted to my request,

And then I'll set upon him.

DIRGE.

I cannot sing: I'll weep, and word it with thee;

M. A. iii. 3.

O. ii. 3.

C. v. 1.

DIRGE,-continued.

For notes of sorrow, out of tune, are worse
Than priests and fanes that lie.

DISASTERS.

Checks and disasters
Grow in the veins of actions highest rear'd;
As knots, by the conflux of meeting sap,
Infect the sound pine, and divert his grain
Tortive and errant from his course and growth.
Why then, you princes,

Do you with cheeks abash'd behold our works;

And think them shames, which are, indeed, nought else,
But the protractive trials of great Jove.

DISCLOSURE.

You shall see, anon; 'tis a knavish piece of work. DISCONTENT.

What's more miserable than discontent?

Happiness courts thee in her best array;
But like a misbehav'd and sullen wench,
Thou pout'st upon thy fortune and thy love:
Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable.
With what a majesty he bears himself;
How insolent of late he is become,
How proud, peremptory, and unlike himself!

POPULAR.

And the pretence for this

Сут. iv.2.

T. C. i.3.

T. C. i. 3.

H. iii. 2.

H. VI. PT. 11. iii. l.

R. J. iii. 3.

H. VI. PT. 11. iii. l.

Is nam'd, your wars in France: this makes bold mouths;
Tongues spit their duties out, and cold hearts freeze
Allegiance in them; their curses now,

Live where their prayers did; and it's come to pass,
That tractable obedience is a slave

To each incensed will.

DISCRETION.

H. VIII. i. 2.

For 'tis not good that children should know any wickedness: old folks, you know, have discretion, as they say, and know the world.

DISGUISE.

Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness,
Wherein the pregnant enemy does much.
DISINTERESTEDNESS.

O, good old man, how well in thee appears
The constant service of the antique world,
When service sweat for duty, not for meed!
Thou art not for the fashion of these times,
Where none will sweat but for promotion;
And having that, do choke their service up,
Even with the having.

M. W. ii. 2.

T. N. ii. 2.

A. Y. ii. 3.

H

DISLIKE.

Alas, I had rather be set quick i' the earth,
And bowl'd to death with turnips.

DISMAY (See also FEAR, TERROR).

Thou tremblest, and the whiteness in thy cheek
Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand.
Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless,
So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone,
Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night,

And would have told him half his Troy was burn'd.
But Priam found the fire, ere he his tongue.

His death (whose spirit lent a fire

M. W. iii. 4.

H. IV. PT. II. i. 1.

Even to the dullest peasant in his camp,)
Being bruited once, took fire and heat away
From the best temper'd courage in his troops;
For from his metal was his party steel'd;
Which once in him abated, all the rest
Turn'd on themselves, like dull and heavy lead.
And as the thing that's heavy in itself,
Upon enforcement, flies with greater speed;
So did our men, heavy in Hotspur's loss,
Lend to this weight such lightness with their fear,
That arrows fled not swifter toward their aim,
Than did our soldiers, aiming at their safety,
Fly from the field.

DISMISSAL.

But never more be officer of mine.

H. IV. PT. II. i. 1.

Cassio, I love thee;

O. ii. 3.

But they did no more adhere and keep place together, than the hundredth psalm to the tune of Green Sleeves.

M. W. ii. 1.

For night owls shriek, where mounting larks should sing.

DISPERSION.

Our army is dispers'd already;

Like youthful steers unyok'd, they take their courses
East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke up,
Each hurries towards his home and sporting place.

DISPLEASURE, RASH.

Our rash faults

Make trivial price of serious things we have,
Not knowing them until we know their grave.
Oft our displeasures, to ourselves unjust,

R. II. iii. 3.

H. IV. PT. II. iv. 2.

DISPLEASURE, RASH, continued.
Destroy our friends, and after, weep their dust:
Our own love waking cries to see what's done,
While shameful hate sleeps out the afternoon.
DISPROPORTION.

O, the more angel she,

And you the blacker devil.

DISQUIET.

Look where he comes! Not poppy, nor mandragora,

Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world,

Shall ever med'cine thee to that sweet sleep

Which thou ow'dst yesterday.

Indeed, indeed, Sirs, but this troubles me.

A. W. v. 3.

0. v. 2.

O. iii. 3.

H. i. 2.

DISSIMULATION (See HYPOCRISY, QUOTING SCRIPTURE).

We are oft to blame in this ;

'Tis too much prov'd,—that with devotion's visage,

And pious action, we do sugar o'er

The devil himself.

Divinity of hell!

When devils will their blackest sins put on,
They do suggest at first with heavenly shows.

If I do not put on a sober habit,

Talk with respect, and swear but now and then,
Wear prayer-books in my pocket, look demurely;
Nay more, while grace is saying, hood mine eyes
Thus with hat, and sigh, and say, amen;
Use all the observance of civility,

Like one well studied in a sad ostent
To please his grandam, never trust me more.

Why, I can smile, and murder while I smile;
And cry content to that which grieves my heart;
And wet my cheeks with artificial tears,
And frame my face to all occasions.

Though I do hate him as I do hell pains,
Yet, for necessity of present life,

H. iii. 1.

0. ii. 3.

M. V. ii. 2.

H. VI. PT. I. iii. 2.

I must show out a flag and sign of love,
Which is indeed but sign.

Where we are

There's daggers in men's smiles; the near in blood,

O. i. l.

DISSIMULATION,-continued.

To beguile the time,

Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,

Your hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under it.

Away, and mock the time with fairest show,

False face must hide what the false heart doth know.

Hide not thy poison with such sugar'd words. H. VI.
And with a countenance as clear

As friendship wears at feasts.

You vow, and swear, and super-praise my parts,
When I am sure you hate me in your hearts.
As I, perchance, hereafter shall think meet
To put an antic disposition on.

DISTINCTION.

M. i. 5.

M. i. 7.

A. C. i. 3.

PT. 11. iiì. 2.

W. T. i. 2.

M. N. iii. 2.

H. i. 5.

Art thou officer,

H. V. iv. 1.

Or art thou base, common, and popular?

UNBECOMING.

It lies as sightly on the back of him, As great Alcides' shoes upon an ass. DISTRACTION.

Contending with the fretful elements;

Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea,
Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main,

K. J. ii. 1.

That things might change or cease: tears his white hair;
Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage,

Catch in their fury and make nothing of:
Strives in his little world of man to outscorn
The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain.
DISTRESS.

The thorny point

Of bare distress hath ta'en from me the show
Of smooth civility.

DISTURBERS.

Who rather had,

Though they themselves did suffer by't, behold
Dissentious numbers pestering streets, than see
Our tradesmen singing in their shops, and going
About their functions freely.

DISUNION.

When that the general is not like the hive,
To whom the foragers shall all repair,

What honey is expected?

How, in one house,

Should many people, under two commands,
Hold amity? 'Tis hard, almost impossible.

K. L. iii. 1.

A. Y. ii. 7.

C. v. 6.

T. C. i. 3.

K. L. ii. 4.