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TRAITOR, TREASON.

He, that temper'd thee, bade thee ftand up,
Gave thee no inftance why thou shouldst do treason,
Unlefs to dub thee with the name of traitor.
If that fame dæmon, that hath gull'd thee thus,
Should with his lion gait walk the whole world,
He might return to vafty Tartar back,
And tell the legions-I can never win
A foul fo eafy as that Englishman's.

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,
Rofe at an inftant, learn'd, play'd, eat together;
And wherefoe'er we went, like Juno's fwans,
Still we went coupled, and infeparable.

Thus do all traitors;

As you like it, A. 1, S. 3.

If their purgation did confift in words,
They are as innocent as grace itself.

As you like it, A. 1, S. 3.

Her fair fister,

Poffefs'd with fuch a gentle fovereign grace,
Of fuch enchanting prefence and discourse,
Hath almoft made me traitor to myself:
But left myself be guilty of felf-wrong,

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.

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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,
That hath a mint of phrases in his brain :—
A man of complements.

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
Some rare note-worthy object in thy travel.

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 importune you,

To let him fpend his time no more at home,
Which would be great impeachment to his age",
In having known no travel in his youth.

Two Gentlemen of Verona, A. 1, S. 3.

TRUTH.

great impeachment to his age.] Impeachment is hindrance—

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So in Henry V.

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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
Veiling an Indian beauty; in a word,

The feeming truth which cunning times put on
To entrap the wifeft. Merchant of Venice, A. 3, S. 2.
What in the world fhould make me now deceive,
Since I muft lofe the use of all deceit?
Why should I then be falfe; fince it is true
That I muft die here, and live hence by truth?
King John, A. 5, S,

In this, the antique and well-noted face
Of plain old form is much disfigured:
Makes found opinion fick, and-truth fufpected,
For putting on fo new a fashion'd robe.

S. 4.

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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!

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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.

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STEEVENS.

"Guiled fhore" is deceived fhore. We must read guiling bore,

i. e. deceitful.

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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,
I am affianc'd this man's wife as strongly

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.
I rais'd him, and I pawn'd

Mine honour for his truth: who being fo heighten'd,
He water'd his new plants with dews of flattery,
Seducing fo my friends: and, to this end,
He bow'd his nature, never known before
But to be rough, unswayable, and free.

Coriolanus, A. 5, S. 5.

While others fish with craft for great opinion,
I with great truth catch mere fimplicity;

Whilft fome with cunning gild their copper crowns,
With truth and plainnefs I do wear mine bare.

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,
As fun to day, as turtle to her mate,
As iron to adamant, as earth to the centre,-
Yet, after all comparisons of truth,
As truth's authentic author to be cited,
As true as Troilus fhall crown up the verse,
And fanctify the numbers.

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,
Such attribution fhould the Douglas have,
As not a foldier of this season's stamp
Should go fo general current through the world.
Henry IV. P. 1, A. 4, S. 1.

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,
My foot my tutor2?

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.

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