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DETRACTION.

Happy are they that hear their detractions, and can put them to mending.

Much ado about nothing, A. 2, S. 3.

DEV 1 L.

Divinity of hell!

When devils will their blackest fins put on,
They do fuggeft at firft with heavenly fhews,

As I do now.
Whatsoever cunning fiend it was,

Othello, A. 2, S. 3.

That wrought upon thee fo prepofterously,
He hath got the voice in hell for excellence :
And other devils, that fuggeft by treasons,
Do botch and bungle up damnation

With patches, colours, and with forms being fetch'd
From gliftering femblances of piety.

Henry V. A. 2, S. 2.

I prefs me none but good houfholders, yeomen's fons; inquire me out contracted bachelors, fuch as had been ask'd twice on the bans: fuch a commodity of warm flaves, as had as lief hear the devil as a drum; fuch as fear the report of a caliver, worse than a struck fowl, or a hurt wild-duck.

Henry IV. P. 1, A. 4, S. 2,
Something may be done, that we will not:
And fometimes we are devils to ourselves,
When we will tempt the frailty of our powers,
Prefuming on their changeful potency.

Troilus and Creffida, A. 4, S. 4.
Worthy duke,

You bid me feek redemption of the devil :

Hear me yourself. Measure for Measure, A. 5, S. 1.

Let the devil

Be fometimes honour'd for his burning throne.

Measure for Measure, A. 5, S. 1.

I. The

The devil can cite fcripture for his purpose.

Merchant of Venice, A. 1, S. 3.

Come, fwear it, damn thyfelf;

Left, being like one of heaven, the devils themselves Should fear to feize thee: therefore be double damn'd, Swear-thou art honeft.

Othello, A. 4, S. 2.

Whip me, ye devils,

From the poffeffion of this heavenly fight!
Blow me about in winds! roaft me in fulphur!
Wash me in fteep-down gulfs of liquid fire!—
O Desdemona! Defdemona! dead?

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Let me wipe off this honourable dew,
That filverly doth progrefs on thy cheeks:
This shower, blown up by tempeft of the foul,
Startles mine eyes, and makes me more amaz'd
Than had I feen the vaulty top of heaven
Figur'd quite o'er with burning meteors.

King John, A. 5, S. 2.

As wicked dew, as e'er my mother brush'd
With raven's feather from unwholesome fen,
Drop on you both!

Tempest, A. 1, S. 2.

O, that this too too folid flesh would melt,
Thaw, and refolve itself into a dew!

Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd

His canon 'gainst felf-flaughter! Hamlet, A. 1, S. 2.
My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind,
So flew'd, fo fanded, and their heads are hung
With ears that fweep away the morning dew;
Crook-knee'd, and dew-lap'd, like Theffalian bulls :
Slow in purfuit, but match'd in mouth like bells,
Each under each.

Midsummer Night's Dream, A. 4, S. I.

DIS

DISCOURSE.

These high wild hills, and rough uneven ways,
Draw out our miles, and make them wearifome:
And yet your fair discourse hath been as fugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.

What fhould we speak of,

Richard II. A. 2, S. 3.

When we are as old as you? When we shall hear
The rain and wind beat dark December, how,
In this our pinching cave, fhall we difcourfe
The freezing hours away? Cymbeline, A. 3, S. 3.
These things to hear,
Would Desdemona feriously incline :

But ftill the house affairs would draw her thence;
Which ever as she could with hafte dispatch,
She'd come again, and with a greedy ear
Devour up my discourse.

Othello, A. 1, S. 3.

Of government the properties to unfold,

Would seem in me to affect speech and discourse.

Meafure for Measure, A. 1, S. 1.

DISCRETION.

Good Michael, look you to the guard to-night:

Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop,

Not to out-fport difcretion.

Othello, A. 2, S. 3.

DISE A SE.

We are all difeas'd;

And, with our furfeiting, and wanton hours,
Have brought ourselves into a burning fever,
And we muft bleed for it: of which disease
Our late king, Richard, being infected, dy'd.

Henry IV. P. 2, A. 4,. S. 1.

I can get no remedy against this confumption of the purfe; borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the disease is incurable. Henry IV. P. 2, A.1, S. 2.

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Before the curing of a strong disease,
Even in the inftant of repair and health,
The fit is ftrongeft; evils, that take leave,
On their departure most of all shew evil.

King John, A. 3, S. 4.

He will hang upon him like a disease: he is fooner caught than the peftilence, and the taker runs prefently mad. Much ado about nothing, A. 1, S. 1.

DISTRESS.

The thorny point

Of bare diftrefs hath ta'en from me the fhew

Of fmooth civility.

As you like it, A. 2, S. 7.

DIVIN E.

It is a good divine that follows his own inftruc

tions.

Merchant of Venice, A. 1, S. 2.

DOV

E.

The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind
Makes speed to catch the tyger.

Midfummer Night's Dream, A. 2, S. 2.

DRE A M.

My fpirits, as in a dream, are all bound up.

As dreams are made on,
Is rounded with a fleep.

Tempeft, A. 1, S. 2.

We are fuch stuff and our little life

Tempest, A. 4, S. 1.

Dreams are toys:

Yet, for this once, yea, fuperftitiously,

I will be fquar'd by this.

Winter's Tale, A. 3, S. 3.

I have heard, (but not believ'd) the fpirits of the dead
May walk again; if fuch things be, thy mother
Appear'd to me last night; for ne'er was dream
So like a waking.
Winter's Tale, A. 3, S. 3.

Poor

Poor wretches, that depend

On greatness' favour, dream as I have done;
Wake, and find nothing. But, alas, I fwerve:
Many dream not to find, neither deserve,

And yet are steep'd in favours. Cymbeline, A. 5, S. 4.
To die; -to fleep ;-
To fleep! perchance, to dream;-Ay, there's the

rub;

For in that fleep of death what dreams may come, When we have fhuffled off this mortal coil', Muft give us paufe: there's the respect,

That makes calamity of fo long life.

Hamlet, A. 3, S. 1.

I dreamt, my lady came and found me dead; (Strange dream! that gives a dead man leave to think) And breath'd fuch life with kiffes in my lips,

That I reviv'd, and was an emperor.

Romeo and Juliet, A. 5, S. 1.

If I may truft the flattering truth of fleep, My dreams prefage fome joyful news at hand: My bofom's lord fits lightly on his throne; And, all this day, an unaccustom'd fpirit

Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts. Romeo and Juliet, A. 5, S. 1.

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"When we have fhuffled off this mortal coil," i. e. When we have shaken off the fhackles which at present bind, or hold us. Coil is used in allufion to the coiling or ftrengthening of a rope by winding it in the form of a ring, whence coil is fetter. A. B. If I may truft the flattering truth of fleep.] The fenfe is, if I may only truft the honefty of fleep, which I know, however, not to be so nice as not often to practise flattery. JOHNSON.

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The oldeft copy reads, "the flattering eye of fleep." Whether this reading ought to fuperfede the more modern one, I fhall not pretend to determine; it appears to me, however, the most eafily intelligible of the two. STEEVENS.

The fenfe, I think, is," If I may give any credit to the vi"fions of the night, which have been flattering to me, fome joy"ful news is at hand."

A. B.

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