BREATH.-Made a groan of her last breath, and now she sings in heaven
I saw her coral lips to move, And with her breath she did perfume the air

A contagious breath. — Very sweet and contagious, i' faith

What fine chisel Could ever yet cut breath?

This same that deafs our ears With this abundance of superfluous breath
Melted by the windy breath Of soft petitions, pity and remorse.

For thy word Is but the vain breath of a common man.

The latest breath that gave the sound of words Was deep-sworn faith

Holding the eternal spirit, against her will, In the vile prison of afflicted breath
Entertain an hour, One minute, nay, one quiet breath of rest

King John, ii. 1.

ii. 1. iii. 1.

I.

iii. 4.

The breath of heaven has blown his spirit out, And strewed repentant ashes on his head
That sweet breath Which was embounded in this beauteous clay

iii. 4.

iv. 1.

iv. 3.

It was my breath that blew this tempest up Upon your stubborn usage

Your breath first kindled the dead coal of wars

And on our actions set the name of right With holy breath

Which in our country's cradle Draws the sweet infant breath of gentle sleep

V. I.

V. 2.

V. 2.

Richard II. i. 3.

i. 3.

i. 3.

i. 3.

i. 3.

ii. 1.

ii. 1.

111. I.

111. 2.

iii. 2.

iii. 2.

iv. 1.

Not sick, although I have to do with death, But lusty, young, and cheerly drawing breath
Which robs my tongue from breathing native breath

Such is the breath of kings

But dead, thy kingdom cannot buy my breath,

Vex not yourself, nor strive not with your breath; For all in vain comes counsel

"T is breath thou lack'st, and that breath wilt thou lose.

And sighed my English breath in foreign clouds, Eating the bitter bread of banishment

Breath of worldly men cannot depose The deputy elected by the Lord

Where fearing dying pays death servile breath.

Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be feared and kill with looks

With mine own breath release all duty's rites

Would the quarrel lay upon our heads, And that no man might draw short breath to-day 1 Hen. IV. v. 2.

I grant you I was down and out of breath; and so was he

He sure means brevity in breath, short-winded

A night is but small breath and little pause To answer matters of this consequence
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height
O hard condition, Twin-born with greatness, subject to the breath Of every fool
Vexation almost stops my breath, That sundered friends greet in the hour of death 1 Henry VI. iv. 3.
Canst thou quake, and change thy colour, Murder thy breath in the middle of a word? Richard III. iii. 5.
Give me some breath, some little pause, my lord, Before I positively speak.
His curses and his blessings Touch me alike, they're breath I not believe in
But for your health and your digestion sake, An after-dinner's breath
She fetches her breath as short as a new-ta'en sparrow.

An operation more divine Than breath or pen can give expressure to .
Since she could speak, She hath not given so many good words breath
Strangles our dear vows Even in the birth of our own labouring breath

Gives he not till judgement guide his bounty, Nor dignifies an impure thought with breath
They say poor suitors have strong breaths

All this uttered With gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bowed
Unless the breath of heart-sick groans, Mist-like, infold me from the search of eyes
Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty
And, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss!
My short date of breath Is not so long as is a tedious tale.
Threw up their sweaty night caps and uttered such a deal of stinking breath

I love the maid I married; never man Sighed truer breath
This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower Romeo and Juliet, ii. 2.
Then sweeten with thy breath This neighbour air

iv. 5.

ii. 6.

iii. 1.

iii. 3.

V. 3. V. 3.

v. 3.

Julius Cæsar, i. 2.

Words to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives .

BREATH.- Were it all yours to give it in a breath, How quickly were it gone! Timon of Athens, ii. 2. When the means are gone that buy this praise, The breath is gone whereof this praise is made ii. 2. And what seemed corporal melted As breath into the wind Macbeth, i. 3.

Almost dead for breath, had scarcely more Than would make up his message

The heaven's breath Smells wooingly here.

i. 5. i. 6.

ii. 1.

Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath To time and mortal custom

iv. 1.

If words be made of breath, And breath of life, I have no life to breathe
Why do we wrap the gentleman in our more rawer breath?

Words of so sweet breath composed As made the things more rich.
Give it breath with your mouth, and it will discourse most eloquent music

Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye

Curses not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny

V. 3.

Hamlet, i. 2.

iii. 1.

iii. 2.

ill. 4.

V. 2.

The king shall drink to Hamlet's better breath; And in the cup an union shall he throw
He's fat, and scant of breath

And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story
A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable

Then 't is like the breath of an unfeed lawyer; you gave me nothing for 't
If that her breath will mist or stain the stone, Why, then she lives
They met so near with their lips that their breaths embraced together.

Othello, ii. 1.

iii. 3.

V. 2.

Ant. and Cleo. iii. 10.

iv. 1.

Thou 'rt full of love and honesty, And weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath.
Ah, balmy breath, that dost almost persuade Justice to break her sword.
Our fortune on the sea is out of breath, And sinks most lamentably
Give him no breath, but now Make boot of his distraction

In their thick breaths, Rank of gross diet, shall we be enclouded

V. 2.

Cymbeline, iii. 4.

iv. 2.

V. 4.

Whose breath rides on the posting winds and doth belie All corners of the world
The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweetened not thy breath
He came in thunder: his celestial breath Was sulphurous to smell
Death remembered should be like a mirror, Who tells us life 's but breath, to trust it error Pericles, i. 1.
And left me breath Nothing to think on but ensuing death

BREATHE. I have seen a medicine That's able to breathe life into a stone.

I think thou wast created for men to breathe themselves upon thee

For they breathe truth that breathe their words in pain

If I dare eat, or drink, or breathe, or live, I dare meet Surrey in a wilderness
And breathe short-winded accents of new broils To be commenced

No man so potent breathes upon the ground But I will beard him

ii. I. All's Well, ii. 1. ii. 3. Richard II. ii. 1. iv. 1.

1 Henry IV. i. 1. iv. 1.

Here could I breathe my soul into the air, As mild and gentle as the cradle-babe 2 Henry VI. iii. 2. As runners with a race, I lay me down a little while to breathe

His better doth not breathe upon the earth.

He's truly valiant that can wisely suffer The worst that man can breathe
But breathe his faults so quaintly That they may seem the taints of liberty

I have no life to breathe What thou hast said to me.

Thy tongue some say of breeding breathes

I have not breathed almost since I did see it

A man so breathed, that certain he would fight; yea, From morn till night
Beat not the bones of the buried: when he breathed, he was a man
Three times they breathed and three times did they drink.

The plainest harmless creature That breathed upon this earth a Christian
Breathed such life with kisses in my lips That I revived
Breathed, as it were, To an untirable and continuate goodness

This day I breathed first: time is come round, And where I did begin, there shall I end Julius Cæsar, v. 3. BREATHER. -No particular scandal once can touch But it confounds the breather Meas. for Meas. iv. 4. I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I know most faults As You Like It, iii. 2. She shows a body rather than a life, A statue than a breather BREATHING. You shake the head at so long a breathing

No sighs but of my breathing; no tears but of my shedding

. Ant. and Cleo. iii. 3.

Much Ado, ii. 1.

Mer. of Venice, iii. 1.

It must appear in other ways than words, Therefore I scant this breathing courtesy.

V. I.

BREATHING. A nursery to our gentry, who are sick For breathing and exploit
Breathing to his breathless excellence The incense of a vow.
To prove it on thee to the extremest point Of mortal breathing.
Sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up
The sun begins to set; How ugly night comes breathing at his heels
Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds, The better to beguile
'Tis the breathing time of day with me

I am sorry to give breathing to my purpose.

Like the tyrannous breathing of the north, Shakes all our buds from growing.

'T is her breathing that Perfumes the chamber thus .

BRED. He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book

Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head?

Happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn
Being ever from their cradles bred together.

Yet am I inland bred, and know some nurture.

A gentleman well bred and of good name

I have bred her at my dearest cost In qualities of the best. One bred of alms and fostered with cold dishes, With scraps. BREECHES. - An old jerkin, a pair of old breeches thrice turned I must pocket up these wrongs, Because

2 Henry IV. i. 1. Timon of Athens, i. 1. Cymbeline, ii. 3.

Tam. of the Shrew, iii. 2.

Your breeches best may carry them. King John, iii. 1.

Though in this place most master wear no breeches.
Tall stockings, Short blistered breeches, and those types of travel
King Stephen was a worthy peer, His breeches cost him but a crown.
Breeching. — I am no breeching scholar in the schools
Breed. How use doth breed a habit in a man!

She speaks, and 't is Such sense, that my sense breeds with it
Are these the breed of wits so wondered at?

When did friendship take A breed for barren metal of his friend?
Let her never nurse her child herself, for she will breed it like a fool

.

2 Henry VI. i. 3. Henry VIII. i. 3. Othello, ii. 3.

Tam. of the Shrew, iii. 1.
Two Gen. of Verona, v. 4.
Meas. for Meas. ii. 2.

. Love's L. Lost, v. 2.
Mer. of Venice, 3.
As You Like It, iv. 1.
Winter's Tale, i. 2.
King John, iii. 4.

I am questioned by my fears, of what may chance Or breed upon our absence.
O, what better matter breeds for you Than I have named !
This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea Richard II. ii. 1.
Feared by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home ii. 1.
Watching breeds leanness, leanness is all gaunt

And breeds no bate with telling of discreet stories

It was in a place where I could not breed no contention with him
The earth's a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen

Age, thou art shamed! Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods.

It is impossible that ever Rome Should breed thy fellow

Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed, The air is delicate
By his own interdiction stands accursed, And does blaspheme his breed
Unnatural deeds Do breed unnatural troubles

.

If the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god kissing carrion
Nay, good my lord, this courtesy is not of the right breed.

Had he a hand to write this? a heart and brain to breed it in?

I would breed from hence occasions, and I shall, That I may speak O noble strain! O worthiness of nature! breed of greatness! BREED-BATE. -I warrant you, no tell-tale nor no breed-bate Breeder. Time is the nurse and breeder of all good

See where comes the breeder of my sorrow!

ii. 1.

2 Henry IV. ii. 4. Henry V. v. 1. Timon of Athens, iv. 3. Julius Cæsar, i. 2.

V. 3.

Macbeth, i. 6.

iv. 3.

V. I.

Hamlet, ii. 2. iii. 2.

King Lear, i. 2. i. 3. Cymbeline, iv. 2. Merry Wives, i. 4.

Two Gen. of Verona, iii. 1. 3 Henry VI. iii. 3. Hamlet, iii. 1.

Get thee to a nunnery: why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners?. Breeding. May complain of good breeding, or comes of a very dull kindred As You Like It, iii. 2.

I shall now put you to the height of your breeding

The young gentleman gives him out to be of good capacity and breeding

So leaves me to consider what is breeding That changeth thus his manners.
She is as forward of her breeding as She is i' the rear our birth.
The affection of nobleness which nature shows above her breeding.

All's Well, ii. 2. Twelfth Night, iii. 4. Winter's Tale, i. 2.

iv. 4.

V. 2.

BREEDING. It shall serve among wits of no higher breeding than thine
Let us swear That you are worth your breeding

Did these bones cost no more the breeding, but to play at loggats with 'em?
Thy tongue some say of breeding breathes

Such accommodation and besort As levels with her breeding.
'Tis my breeding That gives me this bold show of courtesy

Much is breeding, Which, like the courser's hair, hath yet but life. BREVITY. - I will imitate the honourable Romans in brevity

He sure means brevity in breath, short-winded

Brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes BREWERS. - When brewers mar their malt with water

BREWING. Another storm brewing; I hear it sing i' the wind

There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest, For I did dream of money-bags

BRIAREUS. He is a gouty Briareus, many hands and no use

BRIBES - Shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes?

BRICK. He hath a garden circummured with bricks

And the bricks are alive at this day to testify it

BRICKLAYER. - He was an honest man, and a good bricklayer
Ignorant of his birth and parentage, Became a bricklayer.
BRIDE. If I must die, I will encounter darkness as a bride

The devil tempts thee here In likeness of a new untrimmed bride
BRIDE-BED. I thought thy bride-bed to have decked, sweet maid
BRIDEGROOM. Neat, and trimly dressed, Fresh as a bridegroom
I will die bravely, like a bridegroom. What! I will be jovial
Bridge. What need the bridge much broader than the flood?
To ride on a bay trotting-horse over four-inched bridges

BRIDLE. He is the bridle of your will. There's none but asses will be bridled so Com. of Errors, ii. 1.

This is it that makes me bridle passion And bear with mildness BRIEF. But man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority

I have possessed him my most stay Can be but brief

Short as any dream; Brief as the lightning in the collied night.
Tedious and brief! That is, hot ice and wondrous strange snow
Some ten words long, Which is as brief as I have known a play
How brief the life of man Runs his erring pilgrimage!.

In brief, sir, study what you most affect

'T is strange, 't is very strange, that is the brief and the tedious of it Whose ceremony Shall seem expedient on the now-born brief

She told me, In a sweet verbal brief

Very brief, and to exceeding good sense-less

The hand of time Shall draw this brief into as huge a volume

3 Henry VI. iv. 4. Meas. for Meas. ii. 2. iv. I.

Mid. N. Dream, i. 1.

V. L.

V. I..

As You Like It, iii. 2. Tam. of the Shrew, i. 1. All's Well, ii. 3.

I must be brief, lest resolution drop Out at mine eyes in tender womanish tears
Bear this sealed brief With winged haste

Are you so brief? — O, sir, it is better to be brief than tedious

We must be brief when traitors brave the field

Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player.

But soft! methinks I scent the morning air: Brief let me be
They are the abstract and brief chronicles of the time
'T is brief, my lord. As woman's love.

ii. 3.

V. 3.

Twelfth Night, iii. 4. King John, ii. 1. iv. 1.

.1 Henry IV. iv. 4. Richard III. i. 4.

iv. 3. Macbeth, v. 5. Hamlet, i. 5.

ii. 2.

iii. 2.

BRIEFNESS.-I hope the briefness of your answer made The speediness of your return Cymbeline, ii. 4.
BRIER.-Most lily-white of hue, Of colour like the red rose on triumphant brier Mid. N. Dream, iii. 1.
Briers and thorns at their apparel snatch; Some sleeves, some hats
Bedabbled with the dew and torn with briers, I can no further crawl

iii. 2. iii. 2.

As

O, how full of briers is this working-day world! They are but burrs, cousin. As You Like It, i. 3.
When briers shall have leaves as well as thorns, And be as sweet as sharp.
BRIGHT.-Thou wilt show more bright and seem more virtuous When she is gone
'T were all one That I should love a bright particular star And think to wed it
I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more

All's Well, i. 1.

Henry VIII. iii. 2.

All's Well, iv. 4.

You Like It, i. 3.

BRIGHT.-Sleek o'er your rugged looks; Be bright and jovial among your guests to-night Macbeth, iii. 2. Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell

BRIGHTEST. -Thus sometimes hath the brightest day a cloud.

BRIM.

Make the coming hour o'erflow with joy, And pleasure drown the brim

He will fill thy wishes to the brim With principalities

iv. 3.

. 2 Henry VI. ii. 4.
All's Well, ii. 4.

Ant, and Cleo. iii. 13.
Twelfth Night, iii. 2.
Macbeth, iv. 1.

Ant. and Cleo. ii. 5. Titus Andron. iii. 1.

BRINE. - Get from her tears. 'T is the best brine a maiden can season her praise in All's Well, i. 1.
Thou shalt be whipped with wire, and stewed in brine.
BRINE-PIT. — And made a brine-pit with our bitter tears.
BRING a corollary, Rather than want a spirit

.

Bring us where we may rest ourselves and feed

Bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word .

BRINGER. The first bringer of unwelcome news Hath but a losing office

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Tempest, iv. 1. As You Like It, i. 4. Hamlet, iii. 4.

2 Henry IV. i. 1. Mid. N. Dream, v. I. Meas. for Meas. iii. 2. Tam. of the Shrew, i. 1. Twelfth Night, ii. 4. 1 Henry IV. i. 3. Romeo and Juliet, i. 5. Twelfth Night, i. 5. Cymbeline, iii. 1.

If it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy
BRINGINGS-FORTH. - Let him be but testimonied in his own bringings-forth.
BRINGING UP. — Liberal To mine own children in good bringing up
BRISK. - Recollected terms Of these most brisk and giddy-paced times
He made me mad To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet
Cheerly, boys; be brisk awhile, and the longer liver take all .
BRISTLE. I will not open my lips so wide as a bristle may enter
BRITAIN is A world by itself; and we will nothing pay For wearing our own noses
Hath Britain all the sun that shines? Day, night, Are they not but in Britain?
I' the world's volume Our Britain seems as of it, but not in 't

In a great pool a swan's nest: prithee, think There's livers out of Britain BRITISH. Fie, foh, and fum, I smell the blood of a British man.

BRITON. So merry and so gamesome: he is called The Briton reveller
BROAD. The flowery way that leads to the broad gate and the great fire
It is as broad as it hath breadth it is just so high as it is.
BROILING.
BROILS. That will physic the great Myrmidon Who broils in loud applause
These domestic and particular broils Are not the question here.
BROKER. That sly devil, That broker, that still breaks the pate of faith.
They say, 'A crafty knave does need no broker'.

You shall give me leave To play the broker in mine own behalf.
Do not believe his vows; for they are brokers

BROOCH. I know him well; He is the brooch indeed And gem of all the nation
BROOD. Such things become the hatch and brood of time.
Doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.

There's something in his soul, O'er which his melancholy sits on brood
BROOK. Think of that, hissing hot, -

Unfrequented woods, I better brook than flourishing peopled towns
Many can brook the weather that love not the wind

In dale, forest, or mead, By paved fountain or by rushy brook

Empties itself, as doth an inland brook, Into the main of waters

iii. 4. iii. 4.

iii. 4.

King Lear, iii. 4. Cymbeline, i. 6. All's Well, iv. 5. Ant. and Cleo. ii. 7. Henry VIII. iv. 1. Troi. and Cress. i. 3.

King Lear, v. I. King John, ii. 1. 2 Henry VI. i. 2. 3 Henry VI. iv. 1. Hamlet, i. 3. iv. 7.

2 Henry IV. iii. 1. 3 Henry VI. ii. 2. Hamlet, iii. 1. Merry Wives, iii. 5. Two Gen. of Verona, v. 4.

Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones
Under an oak whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along

I can no longer brook thy vanities.

I better brook the loss of brittle life Than those proud titles

This weighty business will not brook delay

Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep

Be not too rough in terms; For he is fierce and cannot brook hard language
You are the fount that makes small brooks to flow

In that you brook it ill, it makes him worse

Will the cold brook, Candied with ice, caudle thy morning taste?

There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream Hamlet, iv. 7. Brooked. The nature of our quarrel yet never brooked parle

Tam. of the Shrew, i. 1.