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All the charms— T. i. 2

Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you. The common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in great revenue! heaven bless thee from a tutor, and discipline come not near thee! Let thy blood be thy direction till thy death! then if she, that lays thee out, says, thou art a fair corse, I'll be sworn, and sworn upon't, she— T. C. ii. 3.

never shrouded any but lazars. Amen. You nimble lightnings, dart your blinding flames Into her scornful eyes! Infect her beauty, You fen-suck'd fogs, drawn by the powerful sun, To fall and blast her pride!— K. L. ii. 4

Feed not thy sovereign's foe, my gentle earth, Nor, with thy sweets, comfort his ravenous sense: But let thy spiders, that suck up thy venom, And heavy gaited toads, lie in their way; Doing annoyance to the treacherous feet, Which with usurping steps do trample thee. Yield stinging nettles to mine enemies; And when they from thy bosom pluck a flower, Guard it I pray thee, with a lurking adder.— R. II. iii. 2

As wicked dew, as e'er my mother brush'd, With raven's feather, from unwholesome fen, Drop on you both: a south-west blow on ye,— T. i. 2

And blister you all o'er. Richard yet lives, hell's black intelligencer; Only reserv'd their factor to buy souls, And send them thither: But at hand, at han 1, Ensues his piteous and unpitied end; Earth gapes, hell burns, fiends roar, saints pray, To have him suddenly convey'd from hence; Cancel his bond of life, dear God, I pray, That I may live to say-The dog is dead!— R. III. iv. 4.

The plague of Greece upon thee, thou mongrel beef-witted lord!— T. C. ii. 1.

Hear, Nature, hear; dear goddess, hear! * * * Suspend thy purpose, if Thou didst intend to make this creature fruitful! * * * If she must teem, Create her child of spleen; that it may live And be a thwart disnatur'd torment to her! Let it stamp wrinkles on her brow of youth! With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks; Turn all her mother's pains and benefits To laughter and contempt; that she may feel How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is To have a thankless child!— K. L. i. 4.

The worm of conscience still be-gnaw thy soul! Thy friends suspect for traitors whilst thou liv'st, And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends! No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine, Unless it be while some tormenting dream Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils!— R. III. i. 3

You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse: the red plague rid you For learning me your language.— T. i. 2.

Now the red pestilence strike all trades in Rome, And occupations perish!— C. iv. 1.

All the stor'd vengeance of heaven fall On her ingrateful top! Strike her young bones, You taking airs with lameness!— K. L. ii. 4.

If heaven have any grievous plague in store, Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee, O, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe, And then hurl down their indignation On thee, the troubler of the poor world's peace. R. iii.— R. iii. 3.

Now, all the plagues that in the pendulous air Hang fated o'er men's faults, light on thy daughters.— K. L. iii. 4

A plague upon your epileptic visage.— K. L. ii. 2

Let this pernicious hour Stand age accursed in the calendar!— M. iv. 1

All the infections that the sun sucks up, From bogs, fens, flats, on Prosper fall, and make him By inch-meal a disease!— T. ii. 2.

If ever he have child, abortive be it, Prodigious, and untimely brought to light. Whose ugly and unnatural aspéct May fright the hopeful mother at the view;— R. III. i. 2.

And that be heir to his unhappiness. Dower'd with our curse, and stranger'd with an oath. K. L. i. 1. Why, thou damnable box of envy, thou, what meanest thou, to curse thus.— T.C. v. 1.