Boy. Speak between the change of man and boy With a reed voice 'T is but a peevish boy; yet he talks well; But what care I for words? When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho But such a day to-morrow as to-day, And to be boy eternal There's never none of these demure boys come to any proof. We took him setting of boys' copies At thy birth, dear boy, Nature and Fortune joined to make thee great I will converse with iron-witted fools And unrespective boys. I have ventured, Like little wantou boys that swim on bladders Mer. of Venice, iii. 4. V. 1. As You Like It, iii. 2. Tam. of the Shrew, i. 2. 1 Henry IV. v. 4. 2 Henry IV. iv. 3. 2 Henry VI. iv. 2. King John, iii. 1. Richard III. ii. 4. iv. 2. Henry VIII. iii. 2. ii. 2. As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods, They kill us for their sport Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st In these two princely boys! Desperate of shame and state, In private brabble did we apprehend him. BRABBLER. We hold our time too precious to be spent With such a brabbler He will spend his mouth, and promise, like Brabbler the hound iv. 15. V. 2. Cymbeline, iv. 2. iv. 2. Titus Andron. ii. 1. Twelfth Night, v. 1. King John, v. 2. Troi, and Cress. v. 1. BRACELETS. With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds, conceits, Knacks, trifles Mid. N. Dream, i. 1. With amber bracelets, beads, and all this knavery BRAG. What simple thief brags of his own attaint? As under privilege of age to brag What I have done being young Cæsar's thrasonical brag of 'I came, saw, and overcame' Tam. of the Shrew, iv. 3. As You Like It, v. 2. For his love dares yet do more Than you have heard him brag to you he will Twelfth Night, iii. 4. Pardon me this brag; His insolence draws folly from my lips Agree these deeds with that proud brag of thine? The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of BRAGGARDISM. - What braggardism is this?. Rating myself at nothing, you shall see How much I was a braggart Troi. and Cress. iv. 5. Two Gen. of Verona, ii. 4. O, I could play the woman with mine eyes, And braggart with my tongue! You stubborn ancient knave, you reverend braggart, We'll teach you. BRAGGING. — Thou coward, art thou bragging to the stars? She first loved the Moor, but for bragging and telling her fantastical lies. Meas. for Meas. iv. 3. Shall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of the brain awe a man?. Love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain iv. 3. iv. 3. V. 2. The brain may devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps o'er a cold decree Mer. of Venice, i. 2. BRAIN.- Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies Till his brains turn o' the toe like a parish-top That's as much to say as I wear not motley in my brain An ordinary fool that has no more brain than a stone As if thy eldest son should be a fool; whose skull Jove cram with brains! Winter's Tale, ii. 3. Is quite beyond my arm, out of the blank And level of my brain, plot-proof His pure brain, Which some suppose the soul's frail dwelling-house The brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent any thing My brain more busy than the labouring spider, Weaves tedious snares . iii. 3. iv. 4. King John, v. 7. Richard II. v. 5. 1 Henry IV. ii. 3. 2 Henry IV. i. 2. i. 2. Henry VIII. iii. 2. 1 Henry VI. i. 4. 2 Henry VI. iii. 1. Thou hast no more brain than I have in mine elbows; an assinego may tutor thee . Is there no way to cure this? No new device to beat this from his brains?. iii. 2. i.. 3. ii. I. ii. . iii. 3. V. I. V. I. But yet a brain that leads my use of anger To better vantage Coriolanus, ii. 1. iii. 2. Romeo and Juliet, i. 4. ii. 3. Macbeth, i. 3. i. 7. i. 7. A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain This is the very coinage of your brain: This bodiless creation ecstasy Is very cunning in Ere I could make a prologue to my brains, They had begun the play I'll look no more; Lest my brain turn, and the deficient sight Topple down headlong i. 5. iv. 6. ii. 3. ii. 3. iii. 3. Ant. and Cleo. ii. 7. O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! A woman that Bears all down with her brain ii. 1. iii. 4. V. 3. Hamlet, i. 4. i. 5. ii. 2. ii. 2. - BRAIN. Not Hercules Could have knocked out his brains, for he had none 'T was but a bolt of nothing, shot at nothing, Which the brain makes of fumes 'T is still a dream, or else such stuff as madmen Tongue and brain not. Purse and brain both empty; the brain the heavier for being too light BRAINISH. In this brainish apprehension, kills The unseen good old man BRAIN-PAN. -But for a sallet, my brain-pan had been cleft with a brown bill BRAIN-SICK. What madness rules in brain-sick men ! Her brain-sick raptures Cannot distaste the goodness of a quarrel Cymbeline, iv. 2. iv. 2. V. 4. V. 4. Hamlet, iv. 1. 2 Henry VI. iv. 10. 1 Henry VI. iv. 1. Troi. and Cress. ii. 2. BRAINSICKLY.— - You do unbend your noble strength, to think So brainsickly of things Macbeth, ii. 2. BRAKE. Some run from brakes of ice, and answer none 'T is but the fate of place, and the rough brake that virtue must go through BRAMBLES. Hangs odes upon hawthorns and elegies on brambles. BRAN.- You shall fast a week with bran and water Nature hath meal and bran, contempt and grace. BRANCH. A branch and parcel of mine oath, A charitable duty of BRANCHES. - The Sisters Three and such branches of learning Meas. for Meas. ii. 1. Mid. N. Dream, iii. 1. 3 Henry VI. iii. 1. Com. of Errors, v. 1. Some of those seven are dried by nature's course, Some of those branches by the Destinies cut i. 2. iii. 4 1 Henry VI. ii. 5. Richard III. ii. 2. Henry VIII. iv. 2. My legs like loaden branches bow to the earth, Willing to leave their burthen Hamlet, v. I. Cymbeline, v. 5. Winter's Tale, ii. 1. King Lear, v. 3. BRAND. The shrug, the hum or ha, these petty brands That calumny doth use . 2 Henry IV. i. 2. 1 Henry VI. i. 1. BRASS. - With characters of brass, A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time Meas. for Meas. v. 1. Pewter and brass and all things that belong To house or housekeeping As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable. BRAVELY. - For to serve bravely is to come halting off, you know Love's L. Lost, v. 2. Tam. of the Shrew, iv. 3. How bravely thou becom'st thy bed, fresh lily, And whiter than the sheets ! The natural bravery of your isle, which stands As Neptune's park. BRAWL. - Thou say'st his sports were hindered by thy brawls. Whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood 2 Henry IV. ii. 4. Cymbeline, ii. 2. .As You Like It, ii. 7. Tam. of the Shrew, iv. 3. Hamlet, v. 2. Othello, i. I. Cymbeline, iii. 1. All's Well, ii. 1. Ant. and Cleo. v. 2. Com. of Errors, v. 1. Mid. N. Dream, ii. 1. As You Like It, ii. 1. BRAWL. He is a devil in private brawl: souls and bodies hath he divorced three Twelfth Night, iii. 4. I can discover all The unlucky manage of this fatal brawl Hamlet, i. 1. I had rather hear a brazen canstick turned, Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree 1 Henry IV. iii. 1. Patches set upon a little breach Discredit more in hiding of the fault A breach that craves a quick expedient stop! It should be put To no apparent likelihood of breach His gashed stabs looked like a breach in nature For ruin's wasteful entrance It is a custom More honoured in the breach than the observance O you kind gods, Cure this great breach in his abused nature! Of hair-breadth scapes i' the imminent deadly breach There's fall'n between him and my lord An unkind breach Stick to your journal course: the breach of custom Is breach of all Com. of Errors, iv. 1. King John, iv. 2. Henry V. iii. 1. 2 Henry VI. iii. 1. Richard III. ii. 2. Macbeth, ii. 3. Hamlet, i. 4. King Lear, iv. 7. Othello, i. 3. iv. 1. Cymbeline, iv. 2. BREAD.-I love not the humour of bread and cheese, and there's the humour of it Merry Wives, ii. 1. A crew of patches, rude mechanicals, That work for bread His kissing is as full of sanctity as the touch of holy bread Sighed my breath in foreign clouds, Eating the bitter bread of banishment I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends One half-pennyworth of bread to this intolerable deal of sack! I speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge He took my father grossly, full of bread; With all his crimes broad blown BREADTH. I profess requital to a hair's breadth . Henry V. iv. 1. Coriolanus, i. 1. Hamlet, iii. 3. King Lear, v. 3. Merry Wives, iv. 2. All's Well, iii. 2. King John, iv. 2. Ant. and Cleo. ii. 7. Two Gen. of Verona, ii. 4. If there be breadth enough in the world, I will hold a long distance I would not break with her for more money than I'll speak of I shall break that merry sconce of yours That stands on tricks A man may break a word with you, sir, and words are but wind He'll but break a comparison or two on me If he break the peace, he ought to enter into a quarrel with fear and trembling Here will I rest me till the break of day An it shall please you to break up this, it shall seem to signify I shall ne'er be ware of mine own wit till I break my shins against it And if you break the ice and do this feat No bargains break that are not this day made. Is not that the morning which breaks yonder?. O break, my heart! poor bankrupt, break at once! I love and honour him, But must not break my back to heal his finger Here lies the east: doth not the day break here? What beast was 't, then, That made you break this enterprise to me? Merry Wives, iii. 2. Meas. for Meas. iv. 1. iv. I. Com. of Errors, i. 2. iii. 1. Much Ado, ii. 1. ii. 3. Mid. N. Dream, iii. 2. Mer. of Venice, ii. 4. iii. 2. As You Like It, ii. 4. Tam. of the Shrew, i. 2. King John, iii. 1. Henry V. iv. 1. Romeo and Juliet, iii. 2. Timon of Athens, ii. 1. Julius Cæsar, ii. 1. I'll be no breaker of the law: But we shall meet, and break our minds at large Go, make ready breakfast; love thy husband, look to thy servants. That's a valiant flea that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion . 1 Henry IV. i. 2. 1 Henry VI. i. 3. Tempest, v. 1. Two Gen, of Verona, iii. 1. You had rather be at a breakfast of enemies than a dinner of friends If my breast had not been made of faith and my heart of steel . With bloody blameful blade He bravely broached his boiling bloody breast. 1 Henry IV. iii. 3. . Henry V. ii. 1. iii. 7. Henry VIII. iii. 2. Timon of Athens, i. 2. Ant. and Cleo. ii. 2. .. Pericles, iv. 6. Com. of Errors, iii. 1. Love's L. Lost, v. 2. 2 Henry IV. iv. 1. Ant. and Cleo, v. 1. As You Like It, iv, 1. King John, ii, 1. Tempest, iii. 3. Com. of Errors, iii. 2. Mid. N. Dream, ii, 2. That close aspect of his Does show the mood of a much troubled breast. I have a thousand spirits in one breast, To answer twenty thousand such as you V. I. King John, ii. 1. iv. 2. Richard II. i. 1. i. 2. i. 3. iv. 1. Romeo and Juliet, i. 1. His heart 's his mouth: What his breast forges, that his tongue must vent. Who has a breast so pure, But some uncleanly apprehensions Keep leets BREAST PLATE. — What stronger breast plate than a heart untainted! Shall we thus permit A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall On him? Fie, now you run this humour out of breath i. 3. Macbeth, i. 5. iv. 3. Othello, iii. 3. V. 2. 2 Henry VI. iii. 2. Tempest, v. 1. Meas. for Meas. iii. 1. V. I. Com. of Errors, iii. 2. If her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her The endeavour of this present breath may buy That honour If over-boldly we have borne ourselves In the converse of breath Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath That the rude sea grew civil I am out of breath in this fond chase! The more my prayer, the lesser is my grace. Most dear actors, eat no onions nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath Here are severed lips, Parted with sugar breath |