MELANCHOLY (See also DESPONDENCY, MADNESS). T.S. IND. 2. Thick-ey'd musing, and curs'd melancholy. H.IV. PT. I. ii. 3. Besieged with sable-coloured melancholy. The sad companion, dull-ey'd melancholy. L. L. i. 1 P. P. i. 2. A. W. v. 3. M. N. i. 1. Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon. I have of late (but wherefore I know not) lost all my Melancholy as a lover's lute. H. IV. PT. I. i. 2. Boy, what sign is it, when a man of great spirit grows melancholy? L. L. i. 2. We have been up and down to seek for thee; for we are high proof melancholy, and would fain have it beaten away: Wilt thou use thy wit? M. A. v. 1. I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation; nor the musician's, which is fantastical; nor the courtier's, which is proud; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious; nor the lawyer's, which is politic; nor the lady's, which is nice; nor the lover's, which is all these; but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects: and, indeed, the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me, is a most humorous sadness." A. Y. iv. 1. Why, he will look upon his boot, and sing; mend the ruff, and sing; ask questions, and sing; pick his teeth, and sing: I knew a man that had this trick of melancholy, sold a goodly manor for a song. A. W. iii. 2. Would the fountain of your mind were clear again, that I might water an ass at it. There's something in his soul, O'er which his melancholy sits on brood; And, I do doubt, the hatch, and the disclose, Will be some danger. O, melancholy! Who ever yet could sound thy bottom? find T.C. iii. 3. H. iü. 1. MELANCHOLY,-continued. Cym. iv. 2. The ooze, to show what coast thy sluggish crare This is a gift that I have, simple, simple; a foolish extravagant spirit, full of forms, figures, shapes, objects, ideas, apprehensions, motions, revolutions: these are begot in the ventricle of memory, nourished in the womb of pia mater, and delivered upon the mellowing of occasion. MEN, DESTROYER OF. Cannibally given. MERCENARY. L. L. iv. 2. C. iv. 5. Sir, for a quart d'écu he will sell the fee-simple of his salvation, the inheritance of it; and cut the entail from all remainders. O, dishonest wretch! A. W. iv. 3. Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice! M. M. iii. 1. M. M. iii. 1. O fie, fie, fie! Thy sin's not accidental, but a trade. MERCHANTMEN. Your mind is tossing on the ocean; There, where your argosies with portly sail, That curt'sy to them, do them reverence, Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods? M. W. ii. 2. M.V. i. 1 Tit. And. i. 2. MERCY,-continued. And earthly pow'r doth then show likest God's, Alas! alas! Why, all the souls that are, were forfeit once; I am an humble suitor to your virtues; And none but tyrants use it cruelly. If little faults, proceeding on distemper, M. V. iv. 1. M. M. ii. 2. T. A. iii. 5. Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye, Press not a falling man too far; 'tis virtue: His faults lie open to the laws; let them, Not you, correct him. Well, believe this; No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, Lawful mercy is Nothing akin to foul redemption. - Though justice be thy plea, consider this : H.V. ii. 2. H.VIII. iii. 2. And that same prayer doth teach us all to render M. M. ii. 2. M. M. ii. 4. M.V. iv. 1. Mercy is not itself that oft looks so; M. M. ii. 1. You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy; H.V. ii. 2. MERIT. There is more owing her than is paid; and more shall You see, my good wenches, how men of merit are sought after. MERIT,-continued. Thou art so far before, That swiftest wing of recompense is slow DEPENDENT. Better it is to die, better to starve, Than crave the hire which first we do deserve. MERRY WIVES. Wives may be merry, and yet honest too. MESSENGER (See also NEws). M. i. 4. C. ii. 3. M. W. iv. 2. H. IV. PT. II. i. 1. The first bringer of unwelcome news Here is a dear and true industrious friend, A. C. ii. 5. Betwixt that Holmedon, and this seat of ours; I have not seen So likely an ambassador of love; See what a ready tongue suspicion hath ! M.V. ii. 9. K. J. i. 1. That which he fear'd is chanc'd. Yet speak, Morton, And I will take it as a sweet disgrace; And make thee rich for doing me much wrong. H. ÏV. PT. II. i. 1. How doth my son, and brother? MESSENGER,-continued. So dull, so dead in look, so woc-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him, half his Troy was burn'd; H. IV. PT. II. i. 1. Yea, this man's brow, like to a title leaf, Say, Morton, didst thou come from Shrewsbury? Pr'ythee, say on; H. IV. PT. II. i. 1. The setting of thine eye, and cheek, proclaim If thou speak'st false, Upon the next tree shalt thou hang alive, Till famine cling thee; if thy speech be sooth, I care not if thou dost for me as much. T. ii. 1. M. v. 5 MIGHTY DEAD (See also LIFE, DEATH, MAN, FALLEN GREATNESS). Here none but soldiers, and Rome's servitors, Repose in fame. ANTONY. Tit. And. i. 2. His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm A. C. v. 2. |