REPENTANCE,-continued.

For heaven doth know, so shall the world perceive,
That I have turn'd away my former self;
So will I those that kept me company.

H. IV. PT. 11. v. 5.

Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in some liking; I shall be out of heart shortly, and then I shall have no strength to repent. An I have not forgotten what the inside of a church is, I am a peppercorn, a brewer's horse: the inside of a church! Company, villanous company, hath been the spoil of me.

H. IV. PT. I. iii. 3.

Well, if my wind were but long enough to say would repent.

REPORT.

There's gold for you; sell me your good report.
Bring me no more reports.

my prayers, M. W. iv. 5.

Cym. ii. 3.
M. v. 3.

R. J. ii. 2.

K. L. iv. 4.

T. C. i. 3.

That bloody spoil: Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward;

Thou little valiant, great in villany!

Thou ever strong upon the stronger side!

Thou fortune's champion, that dost never fight

But when her humorous ladyship is by
To teach thee safety! thou art perjur'd too,
And sooth'st up greatness. What a fool art thou,
A ramping fool, to brag, and stamp, and swear,
Upon my party! Thou cold-blooded slave,
Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my side?
Been sworn my soldier, bidding me depend
Upon thy stars, thy fortune, and thy strength?
And dost thou now fall over to my foes?
Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame,
And hang a calf-skin on those recreant limbs!
REPROOF.

Madam, I have a touch of your condition
And cannot bear the accent of reproof.

REPROOF ILL-TIMED.

K. J. iii. 1.

R. III. iv. 4.

REPROOF, ILL-TIMED,-continued.

And time to speak it in: you rub the sore,
When you should bring the plaster.
REPUGNANCE,

No, rather I abjure all roofs, and choose
To wage against the enmity o' the air;
To be a comrade with the wolf and owl,
Necessity's sharp pinch!

I'll never see't; for, I am sure, my nails
Are stronger than mine eyes.

REPULSE.

I have said too much unto a heart of stone,
And laid mine honour too unchary out.

What! Michael Cassio,

That came a wooing with you; and many a time,
When I have spoke of you dispraisingly,

Hath ta'en your part; to have so much to do
To bring him in !

REPUTATION (See also HONOUR).

Good name, in man, and woman, dear

Is the immediate jewel of their souls:

my lord,

Who steals my purse, steals trash; 'tis something, nothing;
'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ;

But he, that filches from me my good name,

Robs me of that which not enriches him,

The bubble reputation.

The gravity and stillness of your youth
The world hath noted, and your name is great
In mouths of wisest censure.

Be not amazed: call all your senses to you:
reputation, or bid farewell to your good life for ever.

I see, my reputation is at stake;

My fame is shrewdly gor'd.

O. iii. 3.

A. Y. ii. 7.

O. ii. 3.

defend your M. W. iii. 3.

T. C. iii. 3.

These wise men that give fools money, get themselves a good report, after fourteen years' purchase.

T. N. iv. 1.

O, I have lost my reputation. I have lost the immortal part, Sir, of myself; and what remains is bestial.

O. ii. 3.

Reputation is an idle and most false imposition; oft got without merit, and lost without deserving.

I have offended reputation;

A most unnoble swerving.

O. ii. 3.

A. C. iii. 9.

I would to God, thou and I knew where a commodity of good names were to be bought.

REQUEST, UNSEASONABLE.

Thou troublest me, I'm not i' the vein.

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

R. III. iv. 2.

RESEMBLANCE.

Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face ;

Frank nature, rather curious than in haste,

Hath well compos'd thee. Thy father's moral parts
May'st thou inherit too!

Then, dreadful trumpet, sound the general doom!
I'll queen it no inch further;

But milk my ewes, and weep.

Cheer your heart:

Be you not troubled with the time, which drives
O'er your content these strong necessities;
But let determin'd things to destiny
Hold unbewail'd their way.

Grieve not that I am fall'n to this for you;
For herein fortune shows herself more kind
Than is her custom: it is still her use,
To let the wretched man outlive his wealth,
And view with hollow eye, and wrinkled brow,
An age of poverty; from the ling'ring penance
Of such a misery doth she cut me off.

God be with you!-I have done.

RESOLVE, MURDEROUS.

Come, come, you spirits

A. W. i. 2.

R. III. iv. 2.

O. ii. 1.

K. L. iv. 6.

A. Y. ii. l.

H. VIII. iv. 2.

R. J. iii. 2.

W. T. iv. 3.

A. C. iii. 6.

M. V. iv. 1.

O. i. 3.

That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here;
And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full
Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood,
Stop up the access and passage to remorse;
That no compunctious visitings of Nature
Shake my full purpose, nor keep peace between

RESOLVE, MURDEROUS,-continued.

The effect, and it! Come to my woman's breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances

You wait on Nature's mischief! Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell!
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes :
Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry hold hold!

RESOLUTION (See also DETERMINATION).

We will not from the helm, to sit and weep;
But keep our course, though the rough wind say, No.

Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed,
For what I will, I will, and there an end.
The harder match'd, the greater victory :
My mind presageth happy gain and conquest.

Strike now, or else the iron cools.

I should be sick,
But that my resolution helps me.

The cause is in my will.

M. i. 5.

H. VI. PT. III. v. 4.

T. G. i. 3.

H. VI. PT. III. v. 1.
H. VI. PT. III. v. 1.

We must have bloody noses, and crack'd crowns,
And pass them current too. Gods me, my horse!

RETIREMENT.

Cym. iii. 6.

J. C. ii. 2.

H. IV. PT. I. ii. 3.

To forswear the full stream of the world, and to live in a nook merely monastic.

A. Y. iii. 2.

A. Y. ii. 1.

Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say,-
This is no flattery; these are counsellors
That feelingly persuade me what I am.

Let me not live,

Thus his good melancholy oft began,
On the catastrophe and heel of pastime,
When it was out,-Let me not live, quoth he,
After my flame lacks oil, to be the snuff

Of younger spirits, whose apprehensive senses
All but new things disdain; whose judgments are
Mere fathers of their garments; whose constancies
Expire before their fashions: This he wish'd:

I, after him, do after him wish too,

Since I nor wax nor honey can bring home,
I quickly were dissolved from my hive,

To give some labourers room.

1

RECREANT SLAVE.

Yet I am thankful: if my heart were great,
'Twould burst at this: Captain, I'll be no more;
But I will eat and drink, and sleep as soft
As captain shall: simply the thing I am

Shall make me live. Who knows himself a braggart,
Let him fear this; for it will come to pass,
That every braggart shall be found an ass :
Rust, sword! cool, blushes! and, Parolles, live!
Safest in shame! being fool'd, by foolery thrive!
There's place, and means, for every man alive.
RECRUIT.

A. W. iv. 3.

In very truth, Sir, I had as lief be hanged, Sir, as go; and yet, for mine own part, Sir, I do not care; but rather, because I am unwilling, and, for mine own part, I have a desire to stay with my friends; else, Sir, I did not care, for mine own part, so much. H. IV. PT. n. iii. 4.

REFINEMENT.

By the lord, Horatio, these three years I have taken notice of it; the age is grown so picked, that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, that he galls his kibe. H. v. 1.

I will be proud, I will read politic authors, I will baffle Sir Toby, I will wash off gross acquaintance, I will be point-device, the very man.

REFORM.

T. N. ii. 5.

God amend us, God amend! we are much out o' the way.

I tell thee, Jack Cade, the clothier, means to dress the commonwealth, and turn it, and set a new nap upon it.

H. VI. PT. II. iv. 2.

I must give over this life, and I will give it over; by the Lord, an I do not, I am a villain. H. IV. PT. I. i. 2.

REGAL CEREMONIES (See also CEREMONY).

This gentle and unforc'd accord of Hamlet
Sits smiling to my heart; in grace whereof,
No jocund health, that Denmark drinks to-day,
But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell;
And the king's rouse the heaven shall bruit again,
Respeaking earthly thunder.

H. i. 2.