BOLD. The trust I have is in mine innocence, And therefore am I bold and resolute 2 Henry VI. iv. 4.

O, 't is a parlous boy; Bold, quick, ingenious, forward, capable.

Eyes, that so long hath slept upon This bold bad man.

I think we are too bold upon your rest

That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold

I'll make so bold to call, For 't is my limited service

A bold one, that dare look on that Which might appal the devil
Making so bold, My fears forgetting manners.

BOLDENED. Art thou thus boldened, man, by thy distress?

BOLDLY.

Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully

BOLDNESS. In the boldness of my cunning, I will lay myself in hazard
Why appear you with this ridiculous boldness?

Richard III. iii. 1.

Henry VIII. ii. 2.

Julius Cæsar, ii. 1.
Macbeth, ii. 2.

ii. 3.

iii. 4.

Hamlet, v. 2.

As You Like It, ii. 7.

Julius Cæsar, ii. 1. Meas. for Meas. iv. 2. Twelfth Night, iii 4.

Howe'er the business goes, you have made fault I' the boldness of your speech Winter's Tale, iii. 2.

Show boldness and aspiring confidence

You call honourable boldness impudent sauciness

The tidings that I bring Will make my boldness manners

Boldness comes to me now, and brings me heart

Boldness be my friend! Arm me, audacity, from head to foot!

BOLSTER. Damn them then, If ever mortal eyes do see them bolster!

BOLT. I'll make a shaft or a bolt on 't: 'slid, 't is but venturing

King John, v. I. .2 Henry IV, ii. 1.

Henry VIII. v. 1.
Troi. and Cress. iii. 2.

Cymbeline, i. 6.
Othello, iii. 3.

Merry Wives, iii. 4.

Yet marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower Mid. N. Dream, ii. 1. With massy staples And corresponsive and fulfilling bolts.

'T was but a bolt of nothing, shot at nothing, Which the brain makes of fumes BOMBARD.

Looks like a foul bombard that would shed his liquor BOMBAST. As bombast and as lining to the time

Here comes bare-bone. How now, my sweet creature of bombast!
With a bombast circumstance Horribly stuffed with epithets of war
BOND. His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles, His love sincere
You make my bonds still greater

I would I had your bond, for I perceive A weak bond holds you
Three thousand ducats; I think I may take his bond

Go with me to a notary, seal me there Your single bond

I'll seal to such a bond, And say there is much kindness in the Jew

I do expect return Of thrice three times the value of this bond

Troi, and Cress. Prol.

Cymbeline, iv. 2. Tempest, ii. 2. Love's L. Lost, v. 2. 1 Henry IV. ii. 4. Othello, i. 1. Two Gen. of Verona, îì. 7. Meas. for Meas. v. 1. Mid. N. Dream, iii. 2. Mer. of Venice, i. 3.

Meet me forthwith at the notary's; Give him direction for this merry bond
Let him look to his bond: he was wont to call me usurer.

I crave the law, The penalty and forfeit of

my bond.

Is it so nominated in the bond? It is not so expressed: but what of that?

I cannot find it; 't is not in the bond

i. 3.

i. 3

i. 3.

i. 3.

iii. 1.

iv. 1.

iv. 1.

iv. 1.

iv. 1.

iv. 1.

iv. 1.

Twelfth Night, iii. 1.
Winter's Tale, iv. 4.

This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood; The words expressly are 'a pound of flesh

Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh

Words are very rascals since bonds disgraced them
Besides you know Prosperity 's the very bond of love

Bound in with shame, With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds
With a bond of air, strong as the axle-tree On which heaven rides
The bonds of heaven are slipped, dissolved, and loosed.

I am thus encountered With clamorous demands of date-broke bonds.
Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale.
I'll make assurance double sure, And take a bond of fate
If you will take this audit, take this life. And cancel these bonds
BONDAGE. With a heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom
'Tis a hard bondage to become the wife Of a detesting lord
It will also be the bondage of certain ribbons and gloves.
Never did captive with a freer heart Cast off his chains of bondage.
Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud

Doting on his own obsequious bondage, Wears out his time

BONDMAN.

Bend low and in a bondman's key, With bated breath.

So every bondman in his own hand bears The power to cancel his captivity.
Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak.
BOND-LAVE.- Thy state of law is bond-slave to the law

BONE - I'll rack thee with old cramps, Fill all thy bones with aches
Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made
My bones bear witness, That since have felt the vigour of his rage
Hang her an epitaph upon her tomb, And sing it to her bones
Smiles on every one, To show his teeth as white as whale's bone

Mer. of Venice, i. 3. Julius Cæsar, i. 3. iii. 2.

Richard II. ii. 1. Tempest, i. 2. i. 2. Com. of Errors, iv. 4. Much Ado, v. 1. Love's L. Lost, v. 2.

Mer. of Venice, i. 2.

I have a reasonable good ear in music. Let's have the tongs and the bones Mid. N. Dream, iv. 1.
I had rather be married to a death's-head with a bone in his mouth
When virtue's steely bones Look bleak i' the cold wind
Heaven take my soul, and England keep my bones!

The barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones

All's Well, i. 1. King John, iv. 3. Richard II. iii. 2.

An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye Hen. VIII. iv. 2. A goodly medicine for my aching bones! O world! world! world!

Hence, rotten thing! or I shall shake thy bones Out of thy garments.

Is this the poultice for my aching bones?

Troi, and Cress. v. 10.

Coriolanus, iii. 1.

Romeo and Juliet, ii. 5.

V. I.

Meagre were his looks, Sharp misery had worn him to the bones
The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones Julius Cæsar, iii. 2.

Let the earth hide thee! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold
I'll fight till from my bones my flesh be hacked. Give me my armour

But tell Why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death, Have burst their cerements

BONFIRE. -Thou art a perpetual triumph, an everlasting bonfire-light!
King, bells, aloud; burn, bonfires, clear and bright

Some of all professions that go the primrose way to the everlasting bonfire
BONNET - Off goes his bonnet to an oyster-wench.

.

Macbeth, iii. 4.

V. 3.

Hamlet, i. 4.

1 Henry IV. iii. 3.

2 Henry VI. v. 1.
Macbeth, ii. 3.
Richard II. i. 4.
Tempest, v. 1.

Merry Wives, i. 1.

i. 1.

iii. 1.

iv. 1.

BOOK.- Deeper than did ever plummet sound I'll drown my book
On a love-book pray for my success?-Upon some book I love I'll pray for thee Two Gen. of Ver. i. 1.
I had rather than forty shillings I had my Book of Songs and Sonnets here
You have not the Book of Riddles about you, have you?
Keep a gamester from the dice, and a good student from his book.
My husband says my son profits nothing in the world at his book
The gentleman is not in your books. No; an he were, I would burn my study
Thou wilt be like a lover presently, And tire the hearer with a book of words.
Which with experimental seal doth warrant The tenour of my book
As painfully to pore upon a book To seek the light of truth

.

Much Ado, i. 1.

i. 1.

iv. 1.

Love's L. Lost, i. 1.

Small have continual plodders ever won Save base authority from others' books.
He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book

The ground, the books, the academes From whence doth spring the true Promethean fire
We have made a vow to study, lords, And in that vow we have forsworn our books.
The books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world
Where I o'erlook Love's stories written in love's richest book.
We turned o'er many books together: he is furnished with my opinion
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones.
These trees shall be my books, And in their barks my thoughts I'll character
We quarrel in print, by the book; as you have books for good manners.
My books and instruments shall be my company On them to look.
Keep house and ply his book, welcome his friends, Visit his countrymen
Well read in poetry And other books, good ones, I warrant ye.
Speaks three or four languages word for word without book
I have unclasped To thee the book even of my secret soul
Let me be unrolled and my name put in the book of virtue!
There thy princely son, Can in this book of beauty read 'I love'
Bell, book, and candle shall not drive me back

Twelfth Night, i. 3. i. 4. Winter's Tale, iv. 3. King John, ii. 1. iii. 3.

Book. If ever I were traitor, My name be blotted from the book of life.
Marked with a blot, damned in the book of heaven

I'll read enough, When I do see the very book indeed Where all my sins are writ
I put thee now to thy book-oath: deny it, if thou canst

.2 Henry IV, ¡¡. 1.

O God! that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolution of the times!
Would shut the book, and sit him down and die

Turning your books to graves, your ink to blood, Your pens to lances

111. 1. iii. I.

iv. I.

iv. 2.

Henry VI. ii. 4.

ii. 4

Who hath not heard it spoken How deep you were within the books of God?
Unless my study and my books be false, The argument you held was wrong
I'll note you in my book of memory, To scourge you for this apprehension.
Blotting your names from books of memory, Razing the characters of your renown 2 Henry VI. i. 1.
For sins Such as by God's book are adjudged to death.
Here's a villain! Has a book in his pocket with red letters in 't
Our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally
What, at your book so hard?.

ii. 3.

iv. 2.

iv. 7.

3 Henry VI. v. 6. Richard III. iii.5. Troi. and Cress. ii. 1.

Made him my book, wherein my soul recorded The history of all her secret thoughts
Thy horse will sooner con an oration than thou learn a prayer without book
O, like a book of sport thou 'It read me o'er

I have been The book of his good acts, whence men have read His fame
Perhaps you have learned it without book

iv. 5.

Coriolanus, v. 2.

Romeo and Juliet, i. 2.

This precious book of love, this unbound lover, To beautify him, only lacks a cover
That book in many's eyes doth share the glory, That in gold clasps locks in the golden story.

Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from their books

A rogue, a villain, that fights by the book of arithmetic!

Was ever book containing such vile matter So fairly bound?.

O, give me thy hand. One writ with me in sour misfortune's book!
When comes your book forth? - Upon the heels of my presentment.
That bade the Komans Mark him and write his speeches in their books
Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters.
I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past
Thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain.
In nature's infinite book of secrecy A little I can read

A book! O rare one! Be not as is our fangled world.

Julius Cæsar, i. 2.
Macbeth, i. 5.
Hamlet, i. 5.
i. 5.

Ant. and Cleo. i. 2.
Cymbeline, v. 4.
Pericles, i. 1.
i. 1.

Her face the book of praises, where is read Nothing but curious pleasures
Who has a book of all that monarchs do, He's more secure to keep it shut than shown
BOOKED. Let it be booked with the rest of this day's deeds

BOOK FUL.
BOOKISH.
BOON. A smaller boon than this I cannot beg.

A whole bookful of these quondam carpet-mongers
Though I am not bookish, yet I can read.

2 Henry IV. iv. 3. Much Ado, v. 2. Winter's Tale, iii. 3.

Two Gen. of Verona, v. 4.
Othello, iii. 3.

This is not a boon; 'T is as I should entreat you wear your gloves
BOOT. You are over boots in love, And yet you never swum the Hellespont
They would melt me out of my fat drop by drop, and liquor fishermen's boots
Could I with boot change for an idle plume, Which the air beats for vain
A pair of boots that have been candle-cases

There lies your way; You may be jogging whiles your boots are green
It boots thee not to be compassionate

Home without boots, and in foul weather too! How 'scapes he agues?.
Wears his boots very smooth, like unto the sign of the leg

With all appliances and means to boot

Two Gen. of Ver. i. 1.

Merry Wives, iv. 5. Meas. for Meas. ii. 4. Tam. of the Shrew, iii. 2.

Like soldiers, armed in their stings. Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds
It boots not to resist both wind and tide.

I'll give you boot, I'll give you three for one.

For the whole space that 's in the tyrant's grasp, And the rich East to boot
The bounty and the benison of heaven To boot, and boot!

With boot, and such addition as your honours Have more than merited

Give him no breath, but now Make boot of his distraction.

BOOT-HOSE.-A linen stock on one leg and a kersey boot-hose on the other Tam. of the Shrew, iii. 2.

BOOTLESS. — And spend his prodigal wits in bootless rhymes
And bootless make the breathless housewife churn
But bootless is your sight: he will not speak To any
BOOTY. So triumph thieves upon their conquered booty
BORE. - Thou knowest my old ward; here I lay, and thus I bore my point
Whereon you stood, confined Into an auger's bore

.

Love's L. Lost, v. 2. Mid. N. Dream, ii. 1. Pericles, v. 1.

Yet are they much too light for the bore of the matter
Love's counselor should fill the bores of hearing, To the smothering of the sense
BORN. Yet I live like a poor gentleman born

Being, as thou sayest thou art, born under Saturn

3 Henry VI. i. 4.

1 Henry IV. ii. 4. Coriolanus, iv. 6.

Hamlet, iv. 6. Cymbeline, iii. 2. Merry Wives, i. 1. Much Ado, i. 3.

I was born to speak all mirth and no matter

Out of question, you were born in a merry hour

There was a star danced, and under that was I born

I was not born under a rhyming planet, nor I cannot woo in festival terms.
For every man with his affects is born, Not by might mastered.

You were born to do me shame.

Love's L. Lost, i. 1.

We cannot cross the cause why we were born; Therefore of all hands must we be forsworn
Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born?

What stuff 't is made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn.

For I am he am born to tame you, Kate.

You were born under a charitable star. - Under Mars, I

I was well born, Nothing acquainted with these businesses

I can tell thee where that saying was born.

Mid. N. Dream, ii. 2. Mer. of Venice, i. 1. Tam. of the Shrew, ii. 1. All's Well, i. 1. iii. 7.

Twelfth Night, i. 5.

ii. 5.

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em
They that went on crutches ere he was born desire yet their life to see him a man Winter's Tale, i. 1.
Temptations have since then been born to 's

See you these clothes? say you see them not, and think me still no gentleman born.
A widow, husband'ess, subject to fears, A woman, naturally born to fears

There was not such a gracious creature born

We were not born to sue, but to command

Since thou, created to be awed by man, Wast born to bear

I say the earth did shake when I was born.

I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot

I was born about three of the clock in the afternoon, with a white head

I take my leave of thee, fair son, Born to eclipse thy life this afternoon

I think this word 'sallet' was born to do me good

More than I seem, and less than I was born to

I'll plague ye for that word. - Ay, thou wast born to be a plague to men
Shall rue the hour that ever thou wast born

iii. 4. Richard II. i. 1. v. 5.

1 Henry IV. iii. 1.

V. 3.

2 Henry IV. i. 2. 1 Henry VI. iv. 5. 2 Henry VI. iv. 10.

3 Henry VI. iii. 1.

Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou wast born To signify thou camest to bite the world.
And the women cried, 'O, Jesus bless us, he is born with teeth!'.
'T is better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content
Help, help! my lady's dead! O, well-a-day, that ever I was born!
We are born to do benefits

I was born free as Cæsar; so were you: We both have fed as well
Laugh to scorn The power of man, for none of woman born Shall harm Macbeth
Fear not, Macbeth: no man that 's born of woman Shall e'er have power upon thee
What's he That was not born of woman? Such a one Am I to fear, or none.
Swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn, Brandished by man that 's of a woman born
I bear a charmed life, which must not yield To one of woman born
Though I am native here And to the manner born

.

The time is out of joint: O cursed spite, That ever I was born to set it right!.

BORN. Better thou Hadst not been born than not to have pleased me better
When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools.
Thou hadst been better have been born a dog Than answer my waked wrath
Who's born that day When I forget to send to Antony, Shall die a beggar
Every time Serves for the matter that is then born in 't

Let it die as it was born, and, I pray you, be better acquainted

Not born where 't grows, But worn a bait for ladies.

You, born in these latter times, When wit 's more ripe.

BORNE. He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age

Still have I borne it with a patient shrug

I have borne, and borne, and borne, and have been fubbed off, and fubbed off

I have too long borne Your blunt upbraidings and your bitter scoffs

These miseries are more than may be borne

.

Cymbeline, i. 4. iii. 4

Pericles, i. Gower. Much Ado, i. 1. Mer. of Venice, i. 3.

2 Henry IV. ii. 1. Richard III. i. 3. Titus Andron. iii. 1. Macbeth, i. 7iii. 6. iii. 6.

This Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office
Only, I say, Things have been strangely borne

So that, I say, He has borne all things well
That it were better my mother had not borne me.
He hath borne me on his back a thousand times

BORROW. Beg thou, or borrow, to make up the sum, And live

Borrows his wit from your ladyship's looks, and spends what he borrows Two
Borrows money in God's name, the which he hath used so long and never paid
Although I neither lend nor borrow By taking nor by giving of excess
Methought you said you neither lend nor borrow Upon advantage.
Of your royal presence I'll adventure The borrow of a week

So shall inferior eyes, That borrow their behaviours from the great

I dare swear you borrow not that face Of seeming sorrow. BORROWED. Pluck the borrowed veil of modesty.

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Hamlet, iii. 1.

V. I.

Com. of Errors, i. 1. Gen, of Verona, ii. 4. Much Ado, v. 1. Mer. of Venice, i. 3. i. 3. Winter's Tale, i. z. King John, v. 1.

2 Henry IV. v. 2. Merry Wives, iii. 2.

He borrowed a box of the ear of the Englishman, and swore he would pay him Mer. of Venice, i. 2.

I would have him help to waste His borrowed purse
Youth is bought more oft than begged or borrowed
Seems he a dove? his feathers are but borrowed
Why do you dress me In borrowed robes?

As if I borrowed mine oaths of him and might not spend them at my pleasure.
BORROWER. I must become a borrower of the night For a dark hour or twain
The answer is as ready as a borrower's cap, I am the king's poor cousin, sir'
Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend.
BORROWING.Shut his bosom Against our borrowing prayers

ii. 5.

Twelfth Night, iii. 4.

Borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the disease is incurable.
Loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry
BOSOM. - I feel not This deity in my bosom

2 Henry VI. iii. x.

Macbeth, i. 3Cymbeline, ii. 1. Macbeth, iii. 1.

2 Henry IV. ii. 2. Hamlet, i. 3. All's Well, iii. 1.

2 Henry IV. i. 2.

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Hamlet, i. 3. Tempest, ii. 1.

My bosom, as a bed, Shall lodge thee till thy wound be thoroughly healed Two Gen. of Verona, i. 2. Shall be delivered Even in the milk-white bosom of thy love

iii. I.

Meas. for Meas. ii. 2.

Go to your bosom; Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know
Your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it, To lock it in the wards of covert bosom. V. I.
In her bosom I'll unclasp my heart And take her hearing prisoner
This man hath bewitched the bosom of my child.

Much Ado, i. 1.

Mid. N. Dream, i. 1.

Upon faint primrose-beds were wont to lie, Emptying our bosoms of their counsel sweet
One turf shall serve as pillow for us both; One heart, one bed, two bosoms, and one troth
Two bosoms interchained with an oath; So then two bosoms and a single troth
Nature shows art, That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart
From brassy bosoms and rough hearts of flint.

Would in so just a business shut his bosom Against our borrowing prayers
Fare ye well at once: my bosom is full of kindness

A cypress, not a bosom, Hideth my heart

I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth, And that no woman has
That is entertainment My bosom likes not, nor my brows.

Thy voluntary oath Lives in this bosom, dearly cherished

Mer. of Venice, iv. 1.

All's Well, iii. . Twelfth Night, ii. 1.

iii. s. iii. I.

Winter's Tale, i. 2.
King John, iii. 3.