TRAITOR, TREASON. He, that temper'd thee, bade thee ftand up, Our doubts are traitors, Henry V. A. 2, S. 2. And make us lofe the good we oft might win By fearing to attempt. Measure for Meafure, A. 1, S. 5. If fhe be a traitor, Why fo am I; we ftill have flept together, Thus do all traitors; As you like it, A. 1, S. 3. If their purgation did confift in words, As you like it, A. 1, S. 3. Her fair fister, Poffefs'd with fuch a gentle fovereign grace, I'll ftop mine ears against the mermaid's fong. Comedy of Errors, A. 3, S. 2. Treason is not inherited, my lord; Or, if we did derive it from our friends, What's that to me? Mistake me not fo much, To think my poverty is treacherous. As you like it, A. 1, S. 3. TRAVEL, TRAVELLER. A traveller! By my faith, you have great reafon to be fad I fear, you have fold your own lands, to fee other men's; then, to have seen much, and to have nothing, is to have rich eyes and poor hands. like it, A. 4, S. 1. As you You were beaten in Italy for picking a kernel out of a pomegranate; you are a vagabond, and no true traveller. All's well that ends well, A. 2, S. 3. Our court you know is haunted With a refined traveller of Spain; A man in all the world's new fashion planted, Love's Labour Loft, A. 1, S. 1. Thou didst make tolerable vent of thy travel; it might pafs yet the scarfs, and the bannerets, about thee, did manifoldly diffuade me from believing thee a veffel of too great a burden. All's well that ends well, A. 2, Valentine, adieu ! S. 3. Think on thy Protheus, when thou, haply, seest Two Gentlemen of Verona, A. 1, S. 1. Farewell, monfieur traveller: look, you lifp, and wear ftrange fuits; difable all the benefits of your own country; be out of love with your nativity, and almost chide God for making you that countenance you are. As you like it, A. 4, S. 1. To let him fpend his time no more at home, Two Gentlemen of Verona, A. 1, S. 3. TRUTH. great impeachment to his age.] Impeachment is hindrance— I So in Henry V. 66 but : T R U TH. I see a strange confeffion in thine eye : Thou fhak'ft thý head; and hold'st it fear, or fin, To speak a truth. Henry IV. P. 2, A. 1, S. 1. Ornament is but the guiled fhore To a moft dangerous fea; the beauteous fcarf The feeming truth which cunning times put on In this, the antique and well-noted face S. 4. King John, A. 4, S. 2. Whom I moft hated living, thou haft made me, With thy religious truth, and modesty, Now in his athes honour: peace be with him! Henry VIII. A. 4, S. 2. but could be glad "Without impeachment to march on to Calais." STEEVENS. I do not fee how "impeachment" can, in this place, have the fenfe of hindrance, In the quotation from Henry V. it cer tainly has that meaning, but here, I think, it fignifies difcredit, dishonour. A. B. the guiled fhore.] i. e. The treacherous fhore. I fhould not have thought that the word wanted explanation, but that fome of the editors have rejected it, and read gilded. STEEVENS. "Guiled fhore" is deceived fhore. We must read guiling bore, i. e. deceitful. Ee 3 A. B. Noble Noble prince, As there comes light from heaven, and words from breath, As there is fenfe in truth, and truth in virtue, As words could make up vows. Measure for Measure, A. 5, S. 1. --This is all as true as it is ftrange: Nay, it is ten times true, for truth is truth To the end of reckoning. Measure for Measure, A. 5, S. 1. Mine honour for his truth: who being fo heighten'd, Coriolanus, A. 5, S. 5. While others fish with craft for great opinion, Whilft fome with cunning gild their copper crowns, Troilus and Creffida, A. 4, S. 4. Alas, I am as true as truth's fimplicity, And fimpler than the infancy of truth. Troilus and Creffida, A. 3, S. 2. As true as fteel, as plantage to the moon, Troilus and Creffida, A. 3, S. 2. He's He's quoted for a moft perfidious flave, With all the spots o' the world tax'd and debofh'd, Whose nature fickens but to speak a truth. All's well that ends well, A. 5, S. 3. If fpeaking truth, In this fine age, were not thought flattery, If circumstances lead me, I will find Where truth is hid, though it were hid indeed I. Within the centre. Hamlet, A. 2, S. 2. Hugh Capet alfo, To fine his title with fome fhew of truth. Henry V. A. 1, S. 2. TUTO R. What, I fay, Tempest, A. 1, S. 2. 1 To fine his title, &c.] This is the reading of the quarto 1608, that of the folio is, to find his title. I believe that find is right. The jury finds for the plaintiff, or finds for the defendant: to find his title is, to determine in favour of his title with fome fhew of truth. Dr. Warburton says, that fine bis title is, to refine or improve it. JOHNSON. Both the quartos read, to fine his title, i, e. to make it fhewy or fpecious, by fome appearance of justice. STEEVENS. "To fine his title" fhould perhaps be-to fix his title, i. e. to fettle his title; fo that it fhould not any longer be difputed. 2 A. B. My foot my tutor?] This expreffion I do not understand. It fhould certainly be," My foot my tutor?" Soot, in old language, is fweet; and may here be ufed as a word of en dearment. "What! my fweeting become my tutor?" He shortly after calls her darling. A. B. |