CLOUD-CAPP'D [16].

The cloud-capp'd towers,

COCK [812].

Prospero. Tempest, Act iv. Sc. 1.

The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn,

Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat

Awake the god of day;

And damn'd be him that first cries 'Hold,

....

There is a river in Macedon; and there is

also moreover a river at Monmouth:

Fluellen. Henry V., Act iv. Sc. 7.

D

COMPARISONS [124].

Comparisons are odorous :

Dogberry. Much Ado about Nothing, Act iii. Sc. 5.

COMPANION (sea-side) [165].

And, in the spiced Indian air, by night,

Full often hath she gossip'd by my side,

And sat with me on Neptune's yellow sands,

Titania. Midsummer Night's Dream, Act ii. Sc. I.

COMPANIONS [163].

in the wood, where often you and I

Upon faint primrose-beds were wont to lie,
Emptying our bosoms of their counsel sweet,

Hermia. Midsummer Night's Dream, Act i. Sc. I.

COMPANIONS [165].

Met we on hill, in dale, forest or mead,

By paved fountain or by rushy brook,

Or in the beached margent of the sea,

Titania. Midsummer Night's Dream, Act ii. Sc. I.

COMPANIONSHIP (girlish) [171].

Is all the counsel that we two have shared,

The sisters' vows, the hours that we have spent,
When we have chid the hasty-footed time

For parting us,-O! is it all forgot?

All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence?
We, Hermia, like two artificial gods,

Have with our needles created both one flower,
Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion,
Both warbling of one song, both in one key,
As if our hands, our sides, voices and minds,
Had been incorporate. So we grew together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition;

Two lovely berries moulded on one stem;
So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart;

Two of the first, like coats in heraldry,

Due but to one and crowned with one crest.

Helena. Midsummer Night's Dream, Act iii. Sc. 2.

COMRADESHIP (military) [660].

By all the battles wherein we have fought,
By the blood we have shed together,

Marcius. Coriolanus, Act i. Sc. 6.

Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works:

CONCEIT [832].

CONCEIT [560].

....

a marvellous proper man.
I'll be at charges for a looking-glass,

Gloucester. Richard III., Act i. Sc. 2.

CONCLUSION (lame) [887].

O most lame and impotent conclusion !

Desdemona. Othello, Act ii. Sc. I.

CONCLUSION (foregone) [896].

But this denoted a foregone conclusion :

CONFESSION [722].

Othello. Othello, Act iii. Sc. 3.

Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift.

Friar Laurence. Romeo and Juliet, Act ii. Sc. 3.

CONQUEROR [766].

he doth bestride the narrow world

Like a Colossus,

Cassius. Julius Cæsar, Act i. Sc. 2.

CONSCIENCE [826].

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;

Hamlet. Hamlet, Act iii. Sc. I.

CONSCIENCE [590].

Conscience is but a word that cowards use,

King Richard. Richard III., Act v. Sc. 3.

CONSTANCY [637].

As true as steel, as plantage to the moon,

As sun to day, as turtle to her mate,

As iron to adamant, as earth to the centre,

Troilus. Troilus and Cressida, Act iii. Sc. 2.

CONSTANCY [642].

...

Time, force, and death,

Do to this body what extremes you can ;

But the strong base and building of my love
Is as the very centre of the earth,

Drawing all things to it.

CONSTANCY [40].

....

Cressida. Troilus and Cressida, Act iv. Sc. 2.

O heaven! were man

But constant, he were perfect.

Proteus. Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act v. Sc. 4.

CONSUMMATION [826].

'tis a consummation

Devoutly to be wish'd.

Hamlet. Hamlet, Act iii. Sc. I.

CONTEMPT [868].

You are not worth the dust which the rude wind

Blows in your face.

CONTEMPT [610].

Albany. King Lear, Act iv. Sc. 2.

How much, methinks, I could despise this man,
But that I am bound in charity against it!

Wolsey. Henry VIII., Act iii. Sc. 2.

CONTEMPTS (foolish) [913].

What our contempt doth often hurl from us,
We wish it ours again;

CONTENT [822].

Antony. Antony and Cleopatra, Act i. Sc. 2.

Happy, in that we are not over-happy; On
fortune's cap we are not the very button.

CONTENT [894].

Guildenstern. Hamlet, Act ii. Sc. 2.

Poor and content is rich and rich enough,

Iago. Othello, Act iii. Sc. 3.

CONTENT [536].

Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely!
Gives not the hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade
To shepherds looking on their silly sheep,
Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy
To kings that fear their subjects' treachery?
O, yes, it doth; a thousand-fold it doth.
And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds,
His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle,
His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade,
All which secure and sweetly he enjoys,

Is far beyond a prince's delicates,
His viands sparkling in a golden cup,
His body couched in a curious bed,

When care, mistrust, and treason waits on him.
King Henry. 3rd Henry VI., Act ii. Sc. 5.

The times are wild; contention, like a horse
Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose
And bears down all before him.

Northumberland. 2nd Henry IV., Act i. Sc. 1.