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Angels and ministers of grace defend us!
_Maid of Honour_, V., 1, 133:
And I to make all know I am not shallow, Will have my points of cochineal and yellow.
_Twelfth Night_, II., 5, 169:
Remember who commended thy yellow stockings.
_Virgin Martyr_, I., 1, 177:
All kind of tortures; part of which they sufferd With Roman constancy.
_Julius Csar_, II., 1, 226:
Let not our looks put on our purposes, But bear it as our Roman actors do, With untired spirits and formal constancy.
(_Cf._ _Duke of Milan_, V., 1, 128.)
_Parliament of Love_, II., 2, 37:
Yet since thou art So spaniel-like affected.
_Midsummer-Nights Dream_, II., 1, 205:
Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike me.
_Two Gentlemen of Verona_, IV., 2, 14:
Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love, The more it grows and fawneth on her still.
_Emperor of the East_, IV., 5, 105:
Methinks I find Paulinus on her lips.
_Oth.e.l.lo_, III., 3, 341:
I found not Ca.s.sios kisses on her lips.
_Emperor of the East_, V., 2, 103:
Can I call back yesterday, with all their aids That bow unto my sceptre? or restore My mind to that tranquillity and peace It then enjoyed?
_Oth.e.l.lo_, III., 3, 330:
Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou owedst yesterday.
_Oth.e.l.lo_, III., 3, 347:
O, now for ever Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content!
_Virgin Martyr_, I., 1, 342:
An humble modesty, that would not match A molehill with Olympus.
_Great Duke of Florence_, IV., 2, 305:
As the lowly shrub is to the lofty cedar, Or a molehill to Olympus, if compard, I am to you, Sir.
_Roman Actor_, III., 1, 3:
If you but compare What I have suffered with your injuries (Though great ones, I confess), they will appear Like molehills to Olympus.
(_Cf._ also _Duke of Milan_, I., 3, 193.)(539)
_Coriola.n.u.s_, V., 3, 29:
My mother bows; As if Olympus to a molehill should In supplication nod.
_Duke of Milan_, III., 1, 204:
Thou didst not borrow of Vice her indirect, Crooked, and abject means.
_2 Henry IV_, IV., 5, 184:
G.o.d knows, my son, By what by-paths and indirect crookd ways I met this crown.(540)
_Great Duke of Florence_, II., 2, 12:
Yes, and drink more in two hours Than the Dutchman or the Dane in four and twenty.
_Hamlet_, I., 4, 18:
This heavy-headed revel east and west Makes us traduced and taxd of other nations.
They clepe us drunkards, and with swinish phrase Soil our addition.
(_Cf._ also _Oth.e.l.lo_, II., 3, 78-87.)
_Parliament of Love_, IV., 5, 137:
Now, as a schoolboy, Does kiss the rod that gave him chastis.e.m.e.nt.
_Richard II_, V., 1, 31:
And wilt thou, pupil-like, Take thy correction mildly, kiss the rod?
_Two Gentlemen of Verona_, I., 2, 58:
That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse, And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod.