ERROR,-continued.

But we worldly men

Have miserable, mad, mistaking eyes.

Tit. And. v. 2.

O, what men dare do! what men may do! what men daily do!

not knowing what they do!

When from things true, the heart and eyes have err'd,

To a false plague they often are transferr'd.

In your affairs, my lord,

If ever I were wilful-negligent,

It was my folly; if industriously

I play'd the fool, it was my negligence,
Not weighing well the end; if ever fearful
To do a thing, where I the issue doubted,
Whereof the execution did cry out
Against the non-performance, 'twas a fear
Which oft affects the wisest: these, my lord,
Are such allow'd infirmities, that honesty
Is never free of.

POPULAR.

M. A. iv. 1.

Poems.

W. T. i. 2.

'Tis the time's plague, when madmen lead the blind. K. L. iv. 1. ESCAPE.

You may thank the unquiet time for your quiet o'er-posting that action. H. IV. PT. II. i. 2.

I have been in such a pickle since I saw you last, that, I fear me, will never out of my bones: I shall not fear fly-blowing.

ESPOUSALS (See also WIFE).

Let still the woman take

An elder than herself; so wears she to him,
So sways she level in her husband's heart.
For, boy, however we do praise ourselves,
Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm,
More longing, wavering, sooner lost and won,
Than womens' are.

Then let thy love be younger than thyself,
Or thy affection cannot hold the bent:
For women are as roses, whose fair flower,
Being once display'd, doth fall that very hour.
EVASION.

T. v. 1.

T. N. ii. 4.

T. N. ii. 4.

What trick, what device, what starting hole, canst thou now find out, to hide thee from this open and apparent shame.

For, well you know, we of th' offending side
Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement :

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

And stop all sight-holes; every loop, from whence
The eye of reason may pry in upon us.

WORN-OUT.

H. IV. PT. I. iv. 1.

I ne'er had worse luck in my life, in my,-O Lord, Sir: I see, things may serve long, but not serve ever.

A. W. ii. 2.

EVENING.

Light thickens; and the crow

Makes wing to the rooky wood.

M. iii. 2.

The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day:
Now spurs the lated traveller apace,

To gain the timely inn.

Good things of day begin to droop and drowze.
EVIL.

There is some soul of goodness in things evil
Would men observingly distil it out:
For our bad neighbour makes us early stirrers,
Which is both healthful, and good husbandry;
Besides, they are our outward consciences,
And preachers to us all; admonishing,
That we should dress us fairly for our end.
Thus may we gather honey from the weed,
And make a moral of the devil himself.
EXALTATION.

Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top;
Safe out of fortune's shot and sits aloft,
Secure of thunder's crack, or lightning's flash;
Advanc'd above pale Envy's threat'ning reach.
EXAMINATION.

Peace; sit you down,

And let me wring your heart; for so I shall,
If it be made of penetrable stuff;
If damned custom have not braz'd it so,
That it be proof and bulwark against sense.

You go not, till I set you up a glass,
Where you may see the inmost part of

EXAMPLE.

Thieves for their robbery have authority

When judges steal themselves.

M. iii. 3.

M. iii. 2.

H. V. iv. 1.

Tit. And. ii. 1.

H. iii. 4.

you.

H. iii. 4.

M. M. ii. 2.

More authority, dear boy, name more; and, sweet my child, let them be even of good repute and carriage.

EXASPERATION.

Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourg'd with rods,
Nettled, and stung with pismires, when I hear
Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.

EXCELLENCE.

To inlay heaven with stars.

L. L. i. 1.

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

They are worthy

Cym. v. 5.

EXCESS.

As surfeit is the father of much fast,
So every scope by the immoderate use
Turns to restraint: our natures do pursue
(Like rats, that ravin down their proper bane)
A thirsty evil; and when we drink, we die.
Allow not nature more than nature needs.
EXCITEMENT.

And thereof came it that the man was mad.
EXCUSES SOMETIMES IMPROPER.

When workmen strive to do better than well,
They do confound their skill in covetousness:
And, oftentimes, excusing of a fault,
Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse;
As patches set upon a little breach,
Discredit more in hiding of the fault,
Than did the fault before it was so patch'd.
EXPECTATION.

Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
Where most it promises; and oft it hits,
Where hope is coldest, and despair most sits.
For now sits Expectation in the air.

So tedious is this day,
As is the night before some festival
To an impatient child, that hath new robes,
And may not wear them.

Now expectation, tickling skittish spirits,
On one and other side, Trojan and Greek,
Sets all on hazard.

The town is empty; on the brow o' the sea
Stand ranks of people, and they cry,—a sail.
For every minute is expectancy

Of more arrivance.

It is a high-wrought flood;

I cannot, 'twixt the heaven and the main,

M. M. i. 3.

K. L. ii. 4.

C. E. v. 1.

K. J. iv. 2.

A.W. ii. 1.

H. V. ii. chorus.

R. J. iii. 2.

T. C. Prologue.

O. ii. 1.

O. ii. 1.

Descry a sail.

O. ii. 1.

Even till we make the main, and the aërial blue
An indistinct regard.

O. ii. 1.

EXPEDIENCY.

Construe the times to their necessities.

H. IV. PT. II. iv. 1.

EXPERIENCE.

Experience is by industry achiev'd,

And perfected by the swift course of time.
Experience, O, thou disprov'st report!

EXPIRING.

Vex not his ghost; O let him pass, he hates him,
That would upon the rack of this tough world
Stretch him out longer.

T. G. i.3. Cym. v.2.

K. L. v. 3.

EXPLANATION.

To my unfolding lend a gracious ear;
And let me find a charter in your voice,
To assist my simpleness.

EXPLOSION.

It shall go hard,

But I will delve one yard below their mines,
And blow them to the moon.

EXPOSURE.

Come, come;

Lend me a light. Know we this face, or no? EXPRESSION, LASCIVIOUS.

Fie, fie upon her!

There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip;

Nay, her foot speaks; her wanton spirits look out,
At every joint and motion of her body.

O, these encounterers, so glib of tongue,
That give a coasting welcome ere it comes,
And wide unclasp the tables of their thoughts
To every ticklish reader! set them down
For sluttish spoils of opportunity,

And daughters of the game.

EXPULSION.

0. i. 3.

H. iii. 4.

O. v. 1.

T. C. iv. 5.

I cannot tell, good Sir, for which of his virtues it was, but he was certainly whipped out of the court.

EXTACY.

O Helicanus, strike me, honor'd Sir;
Give me a gash, put me to present pain;
Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me,
O'erbear the shores of my mortality,
And drown me with their sweetness.
EXTENUATION.

I would, I could

Quit all offences with as clear excuse,
As well as, I am doubtless, I can purge
Myself of many I am charg'd withal:
Yet such extenuation let me beg,

As, in reproof of many tales devis'd,

Which oft the ear of greatness needs must hear,—
By smiling pick-thanks and base newsmongers,
I may, for some things true, wherein my youth
Hath faulty wander'd and irregular,
Find pardon on my true submission.

EXTERIOR, PLAUSIBLE.

There is a fair behaviour in thee, captain;
And though that nature, with a beauteous wall,
Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee

I will believe, thou hast a mind that suits
With this thy fair and outward character.

F

W. T. iv. 2.

P. P. v. 1.

H. IV. PT. I. iii. 2.

T. N. i. 2.

EYE.

Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze.

The eye sees not itself,

But by reflection, by some other things.

R. J. iii. 1.

J. C. i. 2.

Let every eye negociate for itself, and trust no agent. M. A. ii. 1.
An eye like Mars, to threaten and command.

What an eye she hath! methinks it sounds a parley of provoca

tion.

For his ordinary, pays his heart,

For what his eyes eat only.

From women's eyes this doctrine I derive :
They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;
They are the books, the arts, the academes,
That show, contain, and nourish all the world;
Else, none at all in aught proves excellent.

Thou tell'st me there is murder in mine eye :
'Tis pretty, sure, and very probable,

That eyes,- —that are the frail'st and softest things,
Who shut their coward gates on atomies,-

Should be call'd tyrants, butchers, murderers!

Now I do frown on thee with all my heart;

And, if mine eyes can wound, now let them kill thee;
Now counterfeit to swoon; why now fall down;
Or, if thou can'st not, O, for shame, for shame,

Lie not, to say mine eyes are murderers.

Now show the wound mine eyes have made in thee :
Scratch thee but with a pin, and there remains
Some scar of it; lean but upon a rush,

The cicatrice and capable impressure

Thy palm some moment keeps: but now mine eyes,
Which I have darted at thee, hurt thee not;
Nor, I am sure, there is no force in eyes,
That can do hurt.

She speaks, yet she says nothing ;-what of that?
Her eye discourses, I will answer it.

I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks :
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
I perceive, these lords,

At this encounter, do so much admire,
That they devour their reason; and scarce think
Their eyes do offices of truth, their words
Are natural breath.

The beauty that is borne here in the face
The bearer knows not, but commends itself
To others' eyes: nor doth the eye itself

H. iii. 4.

0. ii. 3.

A. C. ii. 2.

L. L. iv. 3.

A. Y. iii. 5.

R.J. ii. 2.

T. v. 1.