PERFECTION, FEMALE,-continued.

Never lack'd gold, and yet went never gay;
Fled from her wish, and yet said, Now I may;
She that, being anger'd, her revenge being nigh,
Bade her wrong stay, and her displeasure fly:

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She that could think, and ne'er disclose her mind,
See suitors following, and not look behind.

PERIL.

Now happy he, whose cloak and cincture can
Hold out this tempest.

O. ii. 1.

K. J. iv. 3.

For mine own part, I have not a case of lives: the humour of it is too hot, that is the very plain-song of it.

PERJURY.

Thus pour the stars down plagues for perjury!

PERPLEXITY.

H. V. iii. 2.

L. L. v. 2.

Sure, one of you does not serve heaven well; that you are so

Perseverance, dear my lord,

Keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang
Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail

In monumental mockery.

Do not, for one repulse, forego the purpose
That you resolv'd to effect.

PERSPECTIVE.

These things seem small, and undistinguishable,
Like far-off mountains turned into clouds.

PERTINACITY,

Nay, I will; that's flat:

He said, he would not ransom Mortimer;
Forbade my tongue to speak of Mortimer;
But I will find him when he lies asleep,
And in his ear I'll holla,-Mortimer!

Let them pull all about mine ears; present me
Death on the wheel, or at wild horses' heels;
Or pale ten hills on the Tarpeian rock,

That the precipitation might down stretch
Below the beain of sight,—yet will I still
Be thus to them.

M. W. iv. 5.

M. A. iv. 1.

Cym. iii, 2.

T. C. iii. 3.

T. iii. 3.

M. N. iv. 1.

H. IV. FT. I. i. 3.

C. iii. 2.

PEACE,-continued.

Thy threatening colours now wind up,
And tame the savage spirit of wild war;
That, like a lion foster'd up at hand,
It may lie gently at the foot of peace,
And be no further harmful than in show.
PEDANT.

Like a pedant, that keeps a school i' the church.

PEDANTRY.

Idle words, servants to shallow fools,

Unprofitable sounds, weak arbitrators!

Busy yourselves in skull-contending schools;
Debate, where leisure serves, with dull debators.

PEDLAR.

K. J. v. 2

T. N. iii. 2.

Poems.

He hath ribands of all the colours i' the rainbow; points, more than all the lawyers in Bohemia can learnedly handle, though they come to him by the gross; inkles, caddisses, cambrics, lawns: why, he sings them over, as they were gods or goddesses; you would think, a smock were a she-angel; he so chaunts to the sleeve hand, and the work about the square on't. PENITENCE.

By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd.

The breath of heaven hath blown his spirit out,
And strew'd repentant ashes on his head.

PEOPLE.

The people are the city.

PERCEPTION, HUMAN.

What! are men mad? Hath nature given them eyes
To see this vaulted arch, and the rich crop

Of sea and land, which can distinguish 'twixt
The fiery orbs above, and the twinn'd stones
Upon the unnumber'd beach; and can we not
Partition make, with spectacles so precious,
'Twixt fair and foul?

PERDITION.

W. T. iv. 3.

I'll be damned for ne'er a king's son in Christendom.

O thou sun,

T. G. v. 4.

K. J. iv. 1.

C. iii. 1.

Cym. i. 7.

H.IV. PT. I. i. 2.

Burn the great sphere thou mov'st in! darkling stand
The varying shore o' the world!

PERFECTION.

More than report can promise, fancy blazon,
Is true perfection.

Is this your perfectness?-begone, you rogue.

FEMALE.

She that was ever fair, and never proud;
Had tongue at will, and yet was never loud;

A. C. iv. 13.

Poems.

L. L. v. 2.

PASSIONS, GUILTY.
Poor chastity is rifled of
And lust, the thief, far p
PASTIME.

This will be pastime pas
If it be husbanded with

Say, what abridgment h
What mask? what mus
The lazy time, if not w
Courtship, pleas

As bombast, and as lin PATCHING.

Any thing that's me gresses, is but patche patched with virtue. PATIENCE.

He, that would hav

PERTINACITY,-continued.

You'll ask me, why I rather choose to have
A weight of carrion flesh, than to receive
Three thousand ducats: I'll not answer that :
But say, it is my humour ;-Is it answer'd?
Speak of Mortimer!

Zounds, I will speak of him : and let my soul
Want mercy, if I do not join with him:
Yea, on his part, I'll empty all these veins,
And shed my dear blood, drop by drop, i' the dust,
But I will lift the down-trod Mortimer
As high i' the air as this unthankful king,
As this ingrate and canker'd Bolingbroke.
Pent to linger

But with a grain a day, I would not buy
Their mercy at the price of one fair word;
Nor check my courage for what they can give,
To hav't with saying,-Good morrow.

H. IV.

M. V. iv. 1.

PT. I. i. 3.

C. iii. 3.

H. IV. PT. 1. i. 3.

C. iii. 3.

PHANTASY.

C. iii. 1.

It nothing steads us

To chide him from our eaves.

A. W. iii. 7.

brain :

H. iii. 4.

R. J. iii. 3.

This is the very coinage of your
This bodiless creation ecstacy
Is very cunning in.

PHILOSOPHY. PHILOSOPhers.
Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy.

Brave conquerors,-for so you are,
That war against your own affections,
And the huge army of the world's desires.
Of your philosophy you make no use,
If you give place to accidental evils.

Blest are those,

Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled,
That they are not a pipe for Fortune's finger,
To sound what stop she please.

L. L. i. 1.

J. C. iv. 3.

H. iii. 2.

We make trifles of terrors; ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear. A. W. ii. 3.

We have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar things, supernatural and causeless. A. W. ii. 3.

PHRASES.

Good phrases are surely, and ever were, very commendable.
H. IV. PT. II. iii. 4.

The tevil and his tam ! what phrase is this?

PHYSIC.

Throw physic to the dogs, I'll none of it.

STATE.

If thou could'st, doctor, cast

The water of my land, find her disease,
And purge it to a sound and pristine health,

I would applaud thee to the very echo,

That should applaud again.-Pull't off, I say.-
What rhubarb, senna, or what purgative drug,
Would scour these English hence.

PHYSICIAN.

M. W. i. l.

M. v. 3.

M. v. 3.

Whose skill was almost as great as his honesty; had it stretched so far, 'twould have made Nature immortal, and Death should have played for lack of work.

A. W. i. 1.

PHYSIOGNOMY.

There's no art,

To find the mind's construction in the face:

He was a gentleman on whom I built

An absolute trust.

PICTURE.

M. i. 4.

Come, draw this curtain, and let's see your picture. T. C. iii. 2.

But we will draw the curtain, and show you the picture.

T. N. i. 5.