A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times
More rich; that to ftand high in your account,
I might in virtues, beauties, livings, friends,
Exceed account. Merchant of Venice, A. 3, S. 2.
Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful...

Measure for Measure, A. 3, S, 1.
If I am

Traduc'd by ignorant tongues,-which neither know
My faculties, nor perfon, yet will be
The chronicles of my doing, let me say,

'Tis but the fate of place, and the rough brake
That virtue muft go through.

Henry VIII. A. 1, S. 2.

If our virtues

Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike

As if we had them not.

Meafure for Meafure, A. 1, S.I.
Most dangerous

Is that temptation, that doth goad us on

To fin in loving virtue.

Meafure for Measure, A. 2, S. 2.

Virtue he had, deferving to command:

His brandish'd fword did blind men with his beams;
His arms fpread wider than a dragon's wings;
His fparkling eyes, replete with wrathful fire,
More dazzled and drove back his enemies,
Than mid-day fun, fierce bent against their faces.
Henry VI. P. 1, A. 1, S. 1.
My love till death, my humble thanks, my prayers;
That love, which virtue begs, and virtue grants.
Henry VI. P. 3, A. 3,
Myfelf have often heard him fay, and fwear,-
That this his love was an eternal plant; :
Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground,
The leaves and fruit maintain'd with beauty's fun,.
Henry VI. P. 3, A. 3, S. 3.

I

S. 2.

Your

Your virtues, gentle mafter,

Áre fanctified and holy traitors to you.

As you like it, A. 2, S. 3.

Of late this duke

Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece;
Grounded upon no other argument,

But that the people praise her for her virtues.

As you like it, A. 1, S. 2,

The only foil of his fair virtue's glofs,
(If virtue's glofs will ftain with any foil)
Is a fharp wit, match'd with too blunt a will.

Love's Labour Loft, A. 2, S. i,

All his virtues,

Not virtuously on his own part beheld,-
Do, in our eyes, begin to lose their glofs;
Yea, like fair fruit in an unwholesome dish,
Are like to rot untasted.

Troilus and Creffida, A. 2, S. 3.
For the time I study,

Virtue, and that part of philofophy
Will I apply, that treats of happiness
By virtue 'fpecially to be atchiev'd.

Taming of the Shrew, A. 1, S. 1.

From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,
The place is dignify'd by the doer's deed:
Where great additions fwell, and virtue none,
It is a dropfied honour.

All's well that ends well, A. 2, S. 3.

You are more faucy with lords, and honourable perfonages, than the heraldry of your birth and virtue gives you commiffion.

All's well that ends well, A. 2, S. 3.

Any thing, that's mended, is but patch'd: virtue, that tranfgreffes, is but patch'd with fin; and fin, that amends, is but patch'd with virtue.

Twelfth Night, A. 1, S. 5. Ff 2

The

The charieft maid is prodigal enough,
If the unmask her beauty to the moon:
Virtue itself 'fcapes not calumnious strokes :
The canker galls the infants of the spring,
Too oft before their buttons be disclos'd,
And in the morn and liquid dew of youth
Contagious blastments are most imminent.

Hamlet, A. 1, S. 3.

Forgive me this my

For, in the fatnefs of these purfy times,

Virtue itself of vice muft pardon beg;

virtue :

Yea, curb, and woo, for leave to do him good.

Hamlet, A. 3, S. 4.

O, throw away the worfer part of it,

And live the purer with the other half.
Good night but go not to mine uncle's bed;
Affume a virtue, if you have it not.

Hamlet, A. 3, S. 4.

But virtue, as it never will be mov'd,

Though lewdness court it in a fhape of heaven;
So luft, though to a radiant angel link'd,

Will fate itself in a celeftial bed,

And prey on garbage.

Hamlet, A. 1, S. 5.

Virtue is of fo little regard in thefe cofter-monger times, that true valour is turn'd bearherd: pregnancy is made a tapfter, and hath his quick wit wafted in giving reckonings.

Henry IV. P. 2, A. 1, S. 2.

STEEVENS.

Pregnancy" is fomething more than readiness. It means

I

Pregnancy.] Pregnancy is readiness.

liveliness, great abilities.

A. B.

VOWS.

It is the purpose that makes ftrong the vow; But vows to every purpose must not hold.

Troilus and Creffida, A. 5, S. 3. 'Tis not the many oaths, that make the truth';' But the plain fingle vow, that is vow'd true. What is not holy, that we fwear not by But take the higheft to witness.

All's well that ends well, A. 4, S. 2. Your vows, to her and me, put in two scales, Will even weigh; and both as light as tales.

Midsummer Night's Dream, A. 3, S, 2.

Is all the counsel that we two have shar'd,
The fifter's vows, the hours that we have spent,
When we have chid the hafty-footed time
For parting us,-O, and is all forgot?"

Midfummer Night's Dream, A. 3, S. 2. Why should you think that I fhould woo in fcorn? Scorn and derifion never come in tears:

Look, when I vow, I weep; and vows so born,
In their nativity all truth appears.

Midsummer Night's Dream, A. 3,

S. 2.

Unheedful vows may heedfully be broken;
And he wants wit, that wants refolved will
To learn his wit to exchange the bad for better.
Two Gentlemen of Verona, A. 2, S. 6.

It is the purpofe.] The mad prophetefs fpeaks here with all the coolness and judgment of a skilful cafuift.

JOHNSON. Dr. Johnfon is right. But was he to be told that reason is frequently found in madness? He might, indeed, have learnt it from our author:

"O matter and impertinency mixt!
"Reafon in madness!"

See King Lear.

Ff3

A. B.

Let

Let there be no honour,

Where there is beauty; truth, where femblance;

love,

Where there's another man; the vows of women Of no more bondage be, to where they are made, Than they are to their virtues.

Cymbeline, A. 2, S. 4.

Men's vows are women's traitors! All good feeming,
By the revolt, O husband, fhall be thought
Put on for villainy; not born, where't grows;
But worn, a bait for ladies. Cymbeline, A. 3, S. 4.

VOYAGE.

As far as I fee, all the good our English
Have got by the late voyage, is but merely

A fit or two o' the face. Henry VIII. A, 1, S. 3.

A fit or two o the face.] A fit of the face feems to be what we now term a grimace, an artificial cast of the countenance. JOHNSON.

"A fit o' the face" feems rather to be a resemblance. He means that they had caught the manners of the French. It appears to be of the fame import as trick o' the face, which we now use, and which means nothing more than a likeness.

A. B.

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