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I count myself in nothing else so happy,
Richard-II. A. 2, S. 3.
Henry IV. P. 2, A. 4, S. 4.
Julius Cæfar, A. 3,
Julius Cæsar, A. 4, S. 3 If Hercules, and Lichas, play at dice . .... Which is the better man, the greater throw . .. May turn by fortune from the weaker hand.
Merchant of Venice, A. 2, S. s. So may I, blind fortune leading me." Miss that which one unworthier may attain, And die with grieving. Merchant of Venice, A. 2, S.r.
Herein fortune shows herself more kind. .
"Fortune is painted plind, with a muffler before her eyes, to signify to you that Fortune is plind.
: Henry V. A. 3, S. 6. With a great heart heave away this storm : Commend these waters to those balmy eyes, That never saw the giant world enrag'd; Nor met with fortune other than at feasts, Full warm of blood, of mirth, of gossiping.
King John, A. 5, S. 2. - All the unsettled humours of the land, Rajh, inconsiderate, fiery voluntaries, · With ladies' faces, and fierce dragons' spleens, Have fold their fortunes at their native homes, To make a hazard of new fortunes here.
King John, A. 2, S. 1. You have, by fortune, and his highness' favours, Gone flightly o’er low steps; and now are mounted,
Wherein have you play'd the knave with Fortune, that she should scratch you, who of herself is a good lady, and would not have knaves thrive long under her? . mpt. Alls well that ends well, A. 5, S. 2.
I have, ere now, sir, been better known to you, when I have held familiarity with fresher clothes, but I am now, fir, muddy'd in Fortune's moat, and smell somewhat strong of her strong displeasure.
1. All's well that ends well, A. 5, S. 20 . - One out of suits with fortune; That could give more, but that her hand lacks
means.. : As you like it, A. 1, S. 2. It pleases time, and fortune, to lie heavy Upon a friend of mine; who, in hot blood, Hath stept into the law, which is past depth To those that, without hèed, do plunge into it.
........ Timon of Athens, A. 3, S. 5. As we do turn our backs From our companion, thrown into his grave; So his familiars from his buried fortunes Slink all away; leave their false vows with him, Like empty purses pick'd : and his poor felf, A dedicated beggar to the air, With his disease of all-shunn'd poverty, Walks, like contempt, alone..
.. . Timon of Athens, A. 4, S. 2.
- Twinn'd brothers of one womb, Whose procreation, residence, and birth,
One out of suits with fortune.] This seems an allua fion to cards, where he that has no more cards to play of any particular fort is out of fuit.
JOHNSON. Out of suit with fortune, I believe, means, turned out of her service, and stripped of her livery.
STEEVENS. We should read, " out of fortune's suit," Suite, Fr. train, Ore not in fortune's train, That would give more, &c.
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Scarce Scarce is dividunt,--touch them with several fortunes; The greater scorns the lesser.
Timon of Athens, A. 4, S. 3. When Fortune, in her shift and change of mood, Spurns down her late belov'd, all his dependants, Which labour'd after him to the mountain's top, Even on their knees and hands, let him sip down Not one accompanying his declining foot.
Timon of Athens, A. I, S. 1.
- - Every grize of fortune Is smooth'd by that below : the learned pate Ducks to the golden fool : all is oblique; There's nothing level in our cursed natures, But direct villainy. Timon of Athens, A. 4, S. 3: Poor painted queen, vain flourish of my fortune! Fool, fool! thou where'ít a knife to kill thyself. The day will come, that thou shalt wish for me To help thee curse this pois'nous bunch-back'd toad.
Richard III. A. I, S. 3. Why, what a candy'd deal of courtesy This fawning greyhound then did proffer me! Look --when his infant fortune came to age, And,-gentle Harry Percy,-and, kind cousin, O, the devil take such cozeners !
Henry IV. P. 1, A. I, S. 3. To be, or not to be, that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind, to suffer The sings and arrows of outrageous fortune; Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And, by opposing, end them ? Hamlet, A. 3, S. 1.
- Bleft are those, Whose blood and judgment are so well co-mingled, That they are not a pipe for Fortune's finger To found what stop the please. Hamlet, A. 3, S. 2.
- This accident and flood of fortune So far exceed all instance, all discourse,