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Happy in this, she is not yet so old,
But she may learn; and happier than this,
She is not bred so dull but she can learn ;
Happiest of all, is, that her gentle spirit
Commits itself to yours, to be directed.


She did make defect, perfection, And, breathless, power breathe forth.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale

Her infinite variety.


9-iii. 2.

30-ii. 2.

Whom every thing becomes, to chide, to laugh,
To weep; whose every passion fully strives
To make itself, in thee, fair and admired.


30-i. 1.

I have those hopes of her good, that her education promises her dispositions she inherits, which make fair gifts fairer; for where an unclean mind carries virtuous qualities, there commendations go with pity, they are virtues and traitors too; in her, they are the better for their simplenessa; she derives her honesty, and achieves her goodness.


Alack, what heinous sin is it in me,

To be ashamed to be my father's child!
But though I am a daughter to his blood,
I am not to his manners.


My shame will hang upon my richest robes,
And shew itself, attire me how I can.


O constancy, be strong upon my side!

11—i. 1.

9-ii. 3.

22-ii. 4.

Set a huge mountain 'tween my heart and tongue!


Qualities of good breeding and condition.

d Her excellences are the better because they are artless.

I have a man's mind, but a woman's might.
How hard it is for women to keep counsel! 29-ii. 4.


For she is wise, if I can judge of her;
And fair she is, if that mine eyes be true;
And true she is, as she hath proved herself;
And therefore, like herself, wise, fair, and true,
Shall she be placed in my constant soul.


She will outstrip all praise,

9-ii. 6.

And make it halt behind her.


1-iv. 1.

All, that life can rate

Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate;
Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all
That happiness and pride can happy call.


11-ii. 1.

She is of so free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition, that she holds it a vice in her goodness, not

to do more than she is requested


any honest suit; she 's framed as fruitful As the free elements.

37-ii. 3.


Each your doing,

So singular in each particular,

Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds,

That all your acts are queen's.


13-iv. 3.

She hath all courtly parts more exquisite,
Than lady, ladies, womanf; from every one
The best she hath, and she, of all compounded,
Outsells them all.

31-iii. 5

i. e. May be counted among the gifts enjoyed by thee. f Than any lady, than all ladies, than all womankind.


She's a lady

So tender of rebukes that words are strokes,
And strokes death to her.


31-iii. 5.

For I am sick, and capables of fears;

Oppress'd with wrongs, and therefore full of fears; A widow, husbandless, subject to fears;

A woman, naturally born to fears.


16-iii. 1.

Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love: we cannot call her winds and waters, sighs and tears; they are greater storms and tempests than almanacks can report: this cannot be cunning in her; if it be, she makes a shower of rain as well as Jove.


All of her, that is out of door most rich,
If she be furnish'd with a mind so rare,
She is alone the Arabian birdh.

30-i. 2.

31-i. 7.


Thou look'st

Modest as justice, and thou seem'st a palace
For the crown'd truth to dwell in.

33-v. 1.

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Her smoothness,

Her very silence, and her patience,
Speak to the people, and they pity her.


A maiden hath no tongue but thought.

10-i. 3.

• Susceptible.

9-iii. 2.

The Phoenix.


She dwells so securely on the excellency of her honour, that the folly of any soul dares not present itself; she is too bright to be looked against. 3—ii. 2.


She bore a mind that envy could not but call fair. 4-ii. 1.


Thy tender-hefted naturei shall not give

Thee o'er to harshness; her eyes are fierce, but thine Do comfort, and not burn.

34-ii. 4.


Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave

My heart into my mouth.

34-i. 1.


Her voice was ever soft,

Gentle and low; an excellent thing in woman.


34-v. 3.

There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple:

If the ill spirit have so fair a house,

Good things will strive to dwell with it.


1-i. 2.

0, she that hath a heart of that fine frame, То pay this debt of love but to a brother, How will she love when the rich golden shaft Hath kill'd the flock of all affections else That live in her! when liver, brain, and heartk, These sovereign thrones, are all supplied and fill'd (Her sweet perfections) with one self king! 4—i. 1.


She'll not be hit

With Cupid's arrow, she hath Dian's wit;

i A bosom agitated by tender passions.

k Liver, brain, and heart, are admitted in poetry as the residence of passions, judgment and sentiment; these are what Shakspeare calls her sweet perfections.

And, in strong proof of chastity well-arm'd,
From love's weak childish bow she lives unharm❜d.
She will not stay the siege of loving terms,
Nor bide th' encounter of assailing eyes,
Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold.

35-i. 1.




Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes,
Misprising what they look on; and her wit
Values itself so highly, that to her

All matter else seems weak.


6-iii. 1.

Make the doors m upon a woman's wit, and it will out at the casement; shut that, and 't will out at the key-hole; stop that, 't will fly with the smoke out at the chimney. 10-iv. 1.


You have a nimble wit; I think it was made of Atalanta's heels. 10-iii. 2.


O, she will sing the savageness out of a bear! Of so high and plenteous wit and invention! 37—iv. 1.


Mistress, know yourself; down on your knees,
And thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love:
For I must tell you friendly in your ear,

Sell when you can; you are not for all markets.

10-iii. 5.



m Bar the doors.

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