WOUND.—Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike,
Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike.
Pope.—Epi. to Arbuthnot.
The private wound is deepest.
Shakespeare.—Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act V. Scene 4. (Valentine to Proteus.)
WOUNDS.—When wounds are mortal they admit no cure.
Pomfret.—The Fortunate Complaint. ’Tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door; but ’tis enough, ’twill serve.
Shakespeare.—Romeo and Juliet, Act III. Scene 1. (Mercutio after being wounded by Tybalt.)
WREATH.—I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
As giving it a hope that there
Ben Jonson.—A Song. “Drink to me only,” &c.
WRECK.—The stars shall fade away, the sun himself
Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years;
But
thou shalt flourish in immortal youth,
Unhurt amidst the war of elements,
The wreck of matter, and the
crush of worlds.
Addison.—Cato, Act V. Scene 1.
WRETCHED.—The wretched have no friends.
Dryden.—All for Love, Act III. Scene 1.
WRITE.—To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to read and write comes by nature.
Shakespeare.—Much Ado About Nothing, Act III. Scene 3. (Dogberry to second Watchman.)
Well, for your favour, sir, why, give God thanks, and make no boast of it; and, for your writing and reading, let that appear when there is no need of such vanity.
Shakespeare.—Much Ado About Nothing, Act III. Scene 3. (Dogberry to Neighbour Seacoal.) 1. He can write and read, and cast accompt. 2. O monstrous! 1. We took him setting boys’ copies. 2. Here’s a villain.
Shakespeare.—King Henry VI. Part II. Act IV. Scene 2. (Smith and Cade.)
WRITE.—Matter grows under our hands—
Let no man say, “Come—I’ll write a duodecimo.”
Sterne.—Tristram Shandy, Vol. V. Chap. XVI.
I lived to write, and wrote to live.
Rogers’s Italy.—A Character, Line 16.
And shame to write what all men blush to read.
Cotton.—To E. W., Line 10.
WRITING.— … The world agrees
That he writes well who writes with ease.