REGICIDE,-continued.

Could trammel up the consequence, and catch,
With his surcease, success; that but this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all; here,
But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,—
We'd jump the life to come.-But in these cases,
We still have judgment here; that we but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
To plague th' inventor: This even handed justice
Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice
To our own lips. He's here in double trust;
First, as I am his kinsman and his subject,
Strong both against the deed; then, as his host,
Who should against his murderer shut the door,
Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan
Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been
So clear in his great office, that his virtues
Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against
The deep damnation of his taking off:
And pity, like a naked new-born babe,
Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, hors'd
Upon the sightless couriers of the air,
Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,

That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur
To prick the sides of my intent, but only
Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself,
And falls on t'other side.

REGRET.

I had rather

Have skipp'd from sixteen years of age to sixty,
To have turn'd my leaping time into a crutch,
Than have seen this.

RELATION.

A little more than kin, and less than kind.

M. i. 7.

Cym. iv. 2.

H. i. 2.

RELIGION (See also DISSIMULATION, HYPOCRISY, QUOTING SCRIP

TURE).

It is religion that doth make vows kept.

I see you have some religion in you, that

REMEDIES.

Things without remedy

Should be without regard.

Well of that remedy can no man speak,

That heals the loss, and cures not the disgrace.

M. iii. 2.

Poems.

REMEDIES MUST BE SUITED TO THE CASE.

Sir, these cold ways,

That seem like prudent helps, are very poisonous
Where the disease is violent.

REMEMBRANCE (See also MEMORY).

Remember thee?

Yea, from the table of my memory
I'll wipe away all trivial fond records,

All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past,
That youth and observation copied there ;
And thy commandment all alone shall live
Within the book and volume of my brain,
Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven.
By our remembrances of days foregone.
I cannot but remember such things were
That were most precious to me.

Screw'd to my memory.

Rivetted,

Beshrew your heart,

Fair daughter! you do draw my spirits from me,

C. iii. 1.

H. i. 5.

A. W. i. 3.

M. iv. 3.

Cym. ii. 2.

With new lamenting antient oversights. H. IV. PT. 11. ii. 3.

His good remembrance, Sir,

Lies richer in your thoughts, than on his tomb;

So in approof lives not his epitaph,

As in your royal speech.

So came I a widow;

And never shall have length of life enough,
To rain upon remembrance with mine eyes,
That it may grow and sprout as high as heaven,
For recordation to my noble husband.

A. W. i. 2.

H. IV. PT. II. ii. 3.

Whose remembrance yet

Lives in men's eyes: and will, to ears and tongues,
Be theme and hearing ever.

Awake remembrance of these valiant dead,
And with your puissant arm renew their feats.

Briefly thyself remember.

REMONSTRANCE.

He must be told on't, and he shall: the office
Becomes a woman best; I'll tak't upon me:

If I prove honey-mouth'd, let my tongue blister;
And never to my red-look'd anger be

The trumpet any more.

Cym. iii. 1.

H.V. i. 2.

K. L. iv. 6.

W.T. ii. 2.

REMORSE (See also COMPUNCTION.)

When he shall hear she died upon his words,
The idea of her life shall sweetly creep
Into his study of imagination;

And every lovely organ of her life

Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit,
More moving delicate, and full of life,
Into the eye and prospect of his soul,
Than when she liv'd indeed.

I'll go no more:
I am afraid to think what I have done;
Look on't again I dare not.

Nothing in his life
Became him, like the leaving it; he died
As one that had been studied in his death,
To throw away the dearest thing he ow'd,
As 'twere a careless trifle.

How sharp the point of this remembrance is!
O, would the deed were good!

For now the devil, that told me—I did well,
Says, that this deed is chronicled in hell.

Once a day I'll visit

The chapel where they lie; and tears shed there

Shall be my recreation.

M. A. iv. 1.

M. ii. 2.

M. i. 4.

T. ii. 1.

R. II. v. 6.

W.T. iii. 2.

RENUMERATION.

Renumeration! O, that's the Latin word for three farthings.

RENOVATION.

And newly move

With casted slough and fresh legerity.

RENOUNCEMENT.

Thy truth then be thy dower:
For, by the sacred radiance of the sun;
The mysteries of Hecate, and the night;
By all the operations of the orbs,

L. L. iii. 1.

H.V. iv. 1.

From whom we do exist, and cease to be:
Here I disclaim all my paternal care,

Propinquity, and property of blood.

And as a stranger to my heart and me
Hold thee, from this, for ever.

RENOWN.

In truth, there's wondrous things spoke of him.
The man is noble; and his fame folds in

This orb o' the earth.

K. L. i. 1.

C. ii. 1.

C. v. 5.

RENUNCIATION.

Legitimation, name, and all is gone.

REPAYMENT.

K. J. i. 1.

O, I do not like that paying back, 'tis a double labour.

REPENTANCE.

Who by repentance is not satisfied

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

Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd;
By penitence th' Eternal's wrath's appeas'd.

Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon,

When men revolted shall upon record

Bear hateful memory, poor Enobarbus did
Before thy face repent.

And begin to patch up thine old body for heaven.

Like bright metal on a sullen ground,

T. G. v. 4.

A. C. iv. 9.

H. IV. PT. II. ii. 4.

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

My reformation, glittering o'er my fault,
Shall show more goodly, and attract more eyes,
Than that which hath no foil to set it off.
Never came reformation in a flood,
With such a heavy current, scow'ring faults:
Nor ever hydra-headed wilfulness

So soon did lose his seat, and fall at once,
As in this king.

What is done, cannot be now amended:
Men shall deal unadvisedly sometimes,
Which after hours give leisure to repent.
Sadly I survive

To mock the expectation of the world;
To frustrate prophecies; and to raze out
Rotten opinion, which hath writ me down
After my seeming. The tide of blood in me
Hath proudly flow'd in vanity till now;
Now doth it turn, and ebb back to the sea;
Where it shall mingle with the state of floods,

H. V. i. 1.

R. III. iv. 4.

And flow henceforth in formal majesty. H. IV. PT. II. v. 2.
Hold up your hands; say nothing, I'll speak all.
They say, best men are moulded out of faults,
And, for the most, became much more the better
For being a little bad; so may my husband.
The prince will, in the perfectness of time,
Cast off his followers; and their memory
Shall as a pattern or a measure live,

M. M. v. 1.

By which his grace must mete the lives of others:
Turning past evils to advantages.

H. IV. PT. II. iv. 4.

REPENTANCE,-continued.

I do not shame

To tell you what I was, since my conversion
So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am.
Forgive me, Valentine; if hearty sorrow
Be a sufficient ransom for offence,

I tender it here: I do as truly suffer,

As e'er I did commit.

4. Y. iv. 3.

T. G. v. 4.

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. ii. 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, villainous company, has been the spoil of me. H. IV. PT. 1. iii. 3.

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

REPORT.

M. W. iv. 5.

There's gold for you; sell me your good report. Cym. ii. 3.
Bring me no more reports.

REPLY.

Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?

It is suppos'd,

He, that meets Hector, issues from our choice:
And choice, being mutual act of all our souls,
Makes merit her election; and doth boil,
As 'twere from forth us all, a man distill'd
Out of our virtues.

REPROACH.

O, Lymoges! O, Austria! thou dost shame

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 valliant, great in villainy!

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,