Thomas Middleton. —— -1626

As the case stands.[172:1]

The Old Law. Act ii. Sc. 1.

On his last legs.

The Old Law. Act v. Sc. 1.

Hold their noses to the grindstone.[172:2]

Blurt, Master-Constable. Act iii. Sc. 3.

I smell a rat.[172:3]

Blurt, Master-Constable. Act iii. Sc. 3.

A little too wise, they say, do ne'er live long.[172:4]

The Phœnix. Act i. Sc. 1.

The better day, the better deed.[172:5]

The Phœnix. Act iii. Sc. 1.

The worst comes to the worst.[172:6]

The Phœnix. Act iii. Sc. 1.

'T is slight, not strength, that gives the greatest lift.[172:7]

Michaelmas Term. Act iv. Sc. 1.

From thousands of our undone widows

One may derive some wit.[172:8]

A Trick to catch the Old One. Act i. Sc. 2.

Ground not upon dreams; you know they are ever contrary.[172:9]

The Family of Love. Act iv. Sc. 3.

Spick and span new.[172:10]

The Family of Love. Act iv. Sc. 3.

A flat case as plain as a pack-staff.[172:11]

The Family of Love. Act v. Sc. 3.

Have you summoned your wits from wool-gathering?

The Family of Love. Act v. Sc. 3.

As true as I live.

The Family of Love. Act v. Sc. 3.

From the crown of our head to the sole of our foot.[173:1]

A Mad World, my Masters. Act i. Sc. 3.

That disease

Of which all old men sicken,—avarice.[173:2]

The Roaring Girl. Act i. Sc. 1.

Beat all your feathers as flat down as pancakes.

The Roaring Girl. Act i. Sc. 1.

There is no hate lost between us.[173:3]

The Witch. Act iv. Sc. 3.

Let the air strike our tune,

Whilst we show reverence to yond peeping moon.[173:4]

The Witch. Act v. Sc. 2.

Black spirits and white, red spirits and gray,

Mingle, mingle, mingle, you that mingle may.[173:5]

The Witch. Act v. Sc. 2.

All is not gold that glisteneth.[173:6]

A Fair Quarrel. Act v. Sc. 1.

As old Chaucer was wont to say, that broad famous English poet.

More Dissemblers besides Women. Act i. Sc. 4.

'T is a stinger.[173:7]

More Dissemblers besides Women. Act iii. Sc. 2.

The world 's a stage on which all parts are played.[173:8]

A Game at Chess. Act v. Sc. 1.

Turn over a new leaf.[174:1]

Anything for a Quiet Life. Act iii. Sc. 3.

My nearest

And dearest enemy.[174:2]

Anything for a Quiet Life. Act v. Sc. 1.

This was a good week's labour.

Anything for a Quiet Life. Act v. Sc. 3.

How many honest words have suffered corruption since Chaucer's days!

No Wit, no Help, like a Woman's. Act ii. Sc. 1.

By many a happy accident.[174:3]

No Wit, no Help, like a Woman's. Act ii. Sc. 2.