All that is virtuous, save what thou dislikest,
A poor physician's daughter, thou dislikest
Of virtue for the name. (4. W. ii. 3, 120-151.)

Are we not brothers? So man and man should be;
But clay and chaff differs in dignity,

Whose dust is both alike. (Cymb. iv. 2.)

Why should I love this gentleman? 'tis odds
He never will affect me: I am base,

My father the mean keeper of this prison,
And he a prince. (Tw. N. Kins. ii. 4.)

388. Proud when I may doe man good.
I count myself in nothing else so happy
As in a soul remembering my good friends. (R. II. ii. 3.)
Commend me to their loves; and I am proud, say,
That my occasions have found time to use them
Toward a supply of money. (Tim. Ath. ii. 2.)
Proud of employment, willingly I go. (L. L. L. ii. 1.)

I am proud to please you. (Tw. N. Kins. ii. 5.)

Our virtues would be proud if our vices whipped them not.

(Al's W. iv. 3.)

389. I contemn few men, but most things.

So like a courtier, contempt nor bitterness
Were in his pride. (As Y. L. i. 3.)

He will require them,

As if he did contemn what he requested

Should be in them to give. (Cor. ii. 2.)

390. A un matto uno e mezzo. (To a fool one and a half.)

391. Tantæne animis celestibus iræ.-Virg. Æn. i. 15. (Is there such wrath in heavenly minds?)

392. Tela honoris tenerior. (The stuff of which honour is made is rather tender.)

Gonsalo was wont to say, 'Telam honoris crassiorem.'

(Ess. Anger.)

The tender honour of a maid. (All's Well, iii. v.)

393. Alter rixatur de lana sæpe caprina. Horace, Ep. i. 18, 15. (The other often wrangles about goat's wool.)

We sit too long on trifles. (Per. ii. 3.)

Himself upbraids us on every trifle. (Lear, i. 2.)

394. Propugnat nugis armatus scilicet ut non sit mihi prima fides. (He fights with armour on for trifles, forsooth, that I should not have the first claim to be believed.)

Gre. I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as they list.

Sam. Nay, an' they dare. I will bite my thumb at them, which is a disgrace to them if they bear it.

Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? . . .

Gre. Do you quarrel, sir? .

Sam. Draw, if you be men. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow. (They fight.)

Prince. Throw your mistempered weapons to the ground. . . Three civil wars bred of an airy word. . . .

Have thrice disturbed the streets. (Rom. Jul. i. 1.)

(See Rom. Jul. iii. 1, 1-90; Tw. N. ii. 4; 142-252.)

295. Nam cur ego amicum offendo in nugis.-Horace, Ep. i. 18. (Why offend my friend in mere trifles?)

Good Lord! what madness rules in brain-sick men,
When, for so slight and frivolous a cause
Such factious emulations rise. (1 Hen. VI. iv. 3.)
Himself upbraids us on every trifle. (Lear, i. 2.)

Do you find some occasion to anger Cassio, either by speaking too loud, or tainting his discipline: or from what other course you

He is rash and very sudden in choler. (Oth. ii. 3.)

(See ante, 392.)

396. A skulker.

Is whispering nothing? . . . . Skulking in corners?

(W. T. i. 2.)

397. We have not drunke all of one water.

I am for all waters. (Tw. Night, iv. 2.)

I think you all have drunk of Circe's cup. (Com. Er. v. 1.)

398. Ilicet obruimur numero.-Virg. Æn. ii. 424. (Forthwith we are overwhelmed by numbers.)

And like her most whose merit most shall be,

Which on more view of many (mine being one),

May stand in number, though in reckoning none. (R. J. i. 2.)

You weigh me not? Oh then, you care not for me.

A recompense more frightful

(L. L. L. v. 2.)

Than their offence can weigh down by the dram;
Ay, even such heaps and sums of love and wealth
As shall to them blot out what wrongs were theirs,

And write in thee the figures of their love. (Tim. Ath. v. 2.)

400. Let them have long mornyngs that have not good afternoons.

Bar. You rogue, I have been drinking all night: I am not fitted for't.

Clo. O, the better, sir; for he that drinks all night, and is hanged betimes in the morning, may sleep the sounder all the next day. (M. M. iv. 3.)

401. Court houres.

(See No. 1222.)

402. Constancy to remain in the same state.

Kind is my love to-day, to-morrow kind :
Still constant in a wondrous excellence,
Therefore my verse, to constancy confined,
One thing expressing leaves out difference.

Nor, Princes, is it matter how to us

(Sonnet cv.)

That we come short of our suppose so far

That after seven years' siege Troy's walls yet stand.

Why then do you . . . call them shames,
Which are not else but the protractive trials
Of the constant service of the antique world?

Great Jove!

(As Y. Like, ii. 3.)

To find persistive constancy in men. (Tr. Cr. i. 3.)

(See Jul. Cæs. ii. 4, 7; M. M. iv. 3, 155.)

403. The art of forgetting.

Ben. Be ruled by me, forget to think of her.

Rom. O teach me how I should forget to think. .

Fare

well, thou canst not teach me to forget. (Rom. Jul. i. 1.) (See Nos. 114, 1168, 1241.)

404. Rather men than maskers.

With two striplings-lads . . . with faces fit for masks made good the passage. (Cymb. iv. 3.)

Bru. O, if thou wert the noblest of thy strain, Young man, thou could'st not die more honourable.

Cas. O peevish schoolboy, worthless of such honour, Joined to a masker and a reveller. (Jul. Cæs. v. 1.)

405. Variam dant otia mentem. (Leisure gives change of thoughts.)

Fruits of my leisure. (Let. to the King, 1609.)

Works of my recreation. (Let. to Sir Tobie Matthew.)

The unyoked partner of your idleness. (1 H. IV. i. 2.)

O, then we bring forth weeds, when our quick minds lie still.

(Ant. Cl. i. 2.)

Ten thousand harms, more than the ills I know,
My idleness doth hatch. (Ib.)

O, absence, what a torment would'st thou prove

Were it not thy sour leisure gave sweet leave

To entertain the time with thoughts of love. (Son. xxxiv.)

(See Essay Of Studies.)

406. Spire lynes.

Hence the fiction that all celestial bodies move circles, thus rejecting spiral and serpentine lines.

(Nov. Org. i. 45.)

Mercury lose all the serpentine craft of thy caduceus.

(Tr. Cr. ii. 3.)

Folio 91.

407. Veruntamen vane conturbatur omnis homo.Ps. xxxix. 6. (Surely every man walketh in a vain shadow: surely they are disquieted in vain.)

King. O Ratcliff, I have dreamed a fearful dream.
Rat. Nay, good my lord, be not afraid of shadows.

Life's but a walking shadow. (Macb. v. 5.)

Show his eyes and grieve his heart,
Come like shadows, so depart. (Ib. iv. 2.)

(Rich. III. v. 3.)

I am but shadow of myself [rep.]. (1 Hen. VI. ii. 3.) Guild. The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.

Ham. A dream itself is but a shadow

Ros. . . . . But a shadow's shadow. (Ham. ii. 2.)

I am sufficient to tell the world, 'tis but a gaudy shadow that old Time, as he passes by, takes with him. (Tw. N. Kins. ii. 2.)

408. Be the day never so long, at last it ringeth to evensong.

We see yonder the beginning of the day, but I think we shall never see the end of it. (Hen. V. iv. 7.)

it comes.

Yet this my comfort: when your words are done

My woes end likewise, with the evening sun.

(Com. Er. i. 1.)

The long day's task is done and we must sleep.

(Ant. Cl. iv. 12.)

Oh, that a man might know the end of this day's business ere But it sufficeth that the day will end, and then the end be known. (Jul. Cæs. v. 1.)

The night is long that never finds the day. (Macb. iv. 3.)

Finish, good lady, the bright day is done,

And we are in the dark. (Ant. Cl. v. 2.)

So out went the candle and we were left darkling.

(Lear, i. 4.)

409. Vita salillum. (Life is a little salt cellar.from Eras. Adag. p. 1046, where, quoting Plautus,