That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch: Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs, Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents, The armourers, accomplishing the knights, The country cocks do crow, the clocks do toll, The morning's danger; and their gesture sad, So many horrid ghosts. O, now, who will behold The royal captain of this ruined band, Walking from watch to watch, from tent to tent, Let him cry-Praise and glory on his head! men. Upon his royal face there is no note, How dread an army hath surrounded him; Unto the weary and all-watched night: His liberal eye doth give to every one, K. HENRY V., A. 4, Chorus. THE NIGHTINGALE LAMENTING THE LOSS OF ITS MATE. WHAT was he like? I have forgot him: my imagination To see him every hour; to sit and draw ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL, A. 1, s. 1. THE NOBLE MIND DEFILED BY CONTACT WITH ITS INFERIOR. WELL, Brutus, thou art noble; yet, I see, Thy honourable metal may be wrought From that it is dispos'd: Therefore 'tis meet That noble minds keep ever with their likes: For who so firm, that cannot be seduc'd? Cæsar doth bear me hard: But he loves Brutus : If I were Brutus now, and he were Cassius, He should not humour me. I will this night, In several hands, in at his windows throw, As if they came from several citizens, Writings, all tending to the great opinion That Rome holds of his name; wherein obscurely Caesar's ambition shall be glanced at: And, after this, let Cæsar seat him sure; For we will shake him, or worse days endure. JULIUS CESAR, a. 1, s. 2. THE OATH-BREAKER AND BETRAYER'S PUNISHMENT. Do through the clouds behold this present hour, This is the day, which, in king Edward's time, False to his children, or his wife's allies: Thus Margaret's curse falls heavy on my neck,- sorrow, Remember Margaret was a prophetess. Come, sirs, convey me to the block of shame; Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame. K. RICHARD III., A. 5, s. 1. THE DIFFICULTIES OF HUNGER. THEY are dissolved: Hang 'em! They said, they were an-hungry; sigh'd forth proverbs; That, hunger broke stone walls; that, dogs must eat; That, meat was made for mouths; that, the gods sent not Corn for the rich men only :-With these shreds They vented their complainings; which being answer'd, And a petition granted them, they threw their caps As they would hang them on the horns o'the moon, Shouting their emulation. CORIOLANUS, A. 1, s. 1. THE OLD SINNER'S APOLOGY. BUT to say, I know more harm in him than in myself, were to say more than I know. That he is old, (the more the pity,) his white hairs do witness it: but that he is (saving your reverence,) a whoremaster, that I utterly deny. If sack and sugar be a fault, God help the wicked! If to be old and merry be a sin, then many an old host that I know, is damned: if to be fat to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord; banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins: but for sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff, valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant, being as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's company; banish plump Jack, and banish all the world. K. HENRY IV., PART I., A. 2, s. 4. THE MISFORTUNE OF OVER TIMON. Come, sermon me no further: No villainous bounty yet hath pass'd my heart; Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given. Why dost thou weep? Canst thou the conscience lack, To think I shall lack friends? Secure thy heart; If I would broach the vessels of my love, |