Is to make midnight mushrooms; that rejoice

To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be) I have bedimm'd

The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds,

And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder

Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak

With his own bolt: the strong-bas'd promontory

Have I made shake, and by the spurs pluck'd up

The pine and cedar: graves, at my com

mand,

Have wak'd their sleepers,-op'd, and let them forth

By my so potent art. But this rough magic I here abjure: and, when I have requir'd Some heavenly music, (which even now

I do)

To work mine end upon their senses that
This airy charm is for, I 'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fadoms in the earth,
And, deeper than did ever plummet sound,
I'll drown my book.

T., V: 1. 30.

ALACRITY.-A Bridegroom's.
Dei. Let us make ready straight.
Ene. Yea, with a bridegroom's fresh
alacrity.

T. C., IV : 4. 1131. ALARM.-Created by Sinister Hints.

Nym. I cannot tell; things must be as they may men may sleep, and they may have their throats about them at that time; and, some say, knives have edges. It must be as it may; though patience be a tired mare, yet she will plod. There must be conclusions. Well, I cannot tell.

Did I forget, that by the house of York
My father came untimely to his death?
Did I let pass the abuse done to my niece?
Did I impale him with the regal crown?
Did I put Henry from his native right;
And am I guerdon'd at the last with shame?
Shame on himself! for my desert is honour.
And, to repair my honour lost for him,
I here renounce him, and return to Henry.
H. VI., 3 pt., III: 3. 977

ALLIANCES.-Motives in.

ALTERNATIVES.-Desperate.

Jul. O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris,

From off the battlements of yonder tower; Or walk in thievish ways; or bid me lurk Where serpents are; chain me with roaring bears;

Or shut me nightly in a charnel-house, O'er-cover'd quite with dead men's rattling bones,

With reeky shanks, and yellow chapless sculls;

Or bid me go into a new-made grave,
And hide me with a dead man in his shroud;
Things that, to hear them told, have made

me tremble;

And I will do it without fear or doubt,
To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love.
R. J., IV: 1. 1269.

AMAZEMENT.-Depicted.

1 Gent. * * But the changes I perceived in the king and Camillo were very notes of admiration: they seemed almost, with staring on one another, to tear the cases of their eyes; there was speech in their dumbness, language in their very gesture; they looked as they had heard of a world ransomed, or one destroyed.

Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell,

Thou fall'st a blessed martyr. Serve the king,

And,- Pr'ythee, lead me in:

There take an inventory of all I have,
To the last penny; 't is the king's: my robe,
And my integrity to heaven, is all

I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell,
Cromwell,

Had I but serv'd my God with half the zeal I serv'd my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.

H. VIII., HI: 2. 1082.