_Hamlet_, I., 4, 39: Angels and ministers of grace defend us! _Maid of Honour_, V., 1, 133: And I to make all know I am not shallow, Will have my points of cochineal and yellow. _Twelfth Night_, II., 5, 169: Remember who commended thy yellow stockings. _Virgin Martyr_, I., 1, 177: All kind of tortures; part of which they suffer’d With Roman constancy. _Julius Cæsar_, II., 1, 226: Let not our looks put on our purposes, But bear it as our Roman actors do, With untired spirits and formal constancy. (_Cf._ _Duke of Milan_, V., 1, 128.) _Parliament of Love_, II., 2, 37: Yet since thou art So spaniel-like affected. _Midsummer-Night’s Dream_, II., 1, 205: Use me but as your spaniel, spurn me, strike me. _Two Gentlemen of Verona_, IV., 2, 14: Yet, spaniel-like, the more she spurns my love, The more it grows and fawneth on her still. _Emperor of the East_, IV., 5, 105: Methinks I find Paulinus on her lips. _Othello_, III., 3, 341: I found not Cassio’s kisses on her lips. _Emperor of the East_, V., 2, 103: Can I call back yesterday, with all their aids That bow unto my sceptre? or restore My mind to that tranquillity and peace It then enjoyed? _Othello_, III., 3, 330: Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou owedst yesterday. _Othello_, III., 3, 347: O, now for ever Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! _Virgin Martyr_, I., 1, 342: An humble modesty, that would not match A molehill with Olympus. _Great Duke of Florence_, IV., 2, 305: As the lowly shrub is to the lofty cedar, Or a molehill to Olympus, if compar’d, I am to you, Sir. _Roman Actor_, III., 1, 3: If you but compare What I have suffered with your injuries (Though great ones, I confess), they will appear Like molehills to Olympus. (_Cf._ also _Duke of Milan_, I., 3, 193.)(539) _Coriolanus_, V., 3, 29: My mother bows; As if Olympus to a molehill should In supplication nod. _Duke of Milan_, III., 1, 204: Thou didst not borrow of Vice her indirect, Crooked, and abject means. _2 Henry IV_, IV., 5, 184: God knows, my son, By what by-paths and indirect crook’d ways I met this crown.(540) _Great Duke of Florence_, II., 2, 12: Yes, and drink more in two hours Than the Dutchman or the Dane in four and twenty. _Hamlet_, I., 4, 18: This heavy-headed revel east and west Makes us traduced and tax’d of other nations. They clepe us drunkards, and with swinish phrase Soil our addition. (_Cf._ also _Othello_, II., 3, 78-87.) _Parliament of Love_, IV., 5, 137: