Rough deeds of rage, and stern impatience; SERVANT. O my dear lord! lo, where your son is borne! TAL. Thou antick death, which laugh'st us here to scorn, Anon, from thy insulting tyranny, Coupled in bonds of perpetuity, Two Talbots, winged through the lither sky, O thou whose wounds become hard-favoured death, Speak to thy father, ere thou yield thy breath : Brave death by speaking, whether he will, or no; Imagine him a Frenchman, and thy foe. Poor boy! he smiles, methinks; as who should say Had death been French, then death had died today. Come, come, and lay him in his father's arms; K. HENRY VI., PART I., A. 4, 8, 7. THIS WAS A MAN. THIS was the noblest Roman of them all: Did that they did in envy of great Cæsar; JULIUS CESAR, A. 5, s. 5. THOSE WE LOVE WE HOPE TO SIR, fare you well! Hereafter, in a better world than this, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you. THOSE WHO AS YOU LIKE IT, A. 1, s. 2. CANNOT LEARN EITHER THROUGH THE MEDIUM TOUCHSTONE. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd ? CORIN. No more, but that I know, the more one sickens, the worse at ease he is; and that he that wants money, means, and content, is without three good friends:-That the property of rain is to wet, and fire to burn: That good pasture makes fat sheep; and that a great cause of the night, is lack of the sun: That he, that hath learned no wit by nature nor art, may complain of good breeding, or comes of a very dull kindred. AS YOU LIKE IT, A. 3, s. 2. THE KING'S REFLECTION ON MISFORTUNE. I HAVE been studying how I may compare As thus,-Come, little ones; and then again, To thread the postern of a needle's eye. That they are not the first of fortune's slaves, Then treason makes me wish myself a beggar, With nothing shall be pleas'd till he be eas'd [Musick. To check time broke in a disorder'd string; Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch, Whereto my finger, like a dial's point, Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears. Now, sir, the sound, that tells what hour it is, Are clamorous groans, that strike upon my heart, Which is the bell: So sighs, and tears, and groans, time Show minutes, times, and hours;--but my For 'tis a sign of love; and love to Richard K. RICHARD II., A. 5, s. 5. TIME A HAPPY OR MISERABLE COMPANION, ACCORDING AS WE WEAR IT. ROSALIND. Time travels in divers paces with divers persons: I'll tell you who time ambles withal, who time trots withal, who time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal. ORLANDO. I pr'ythee, who doth he trot withal? Ros. Marry, he trots hard with a young maid, between the contract of her marriage, and the day it is solemnized; if the interim be but a se'nnight, time's pace is so hard that it seems the length of seven years. ORL. Who ambles time withal? Ros. With a priest that lacks Latin, and a rich man that hath not the gout: for the one sleeps easily, because he cannot study; and the other lives merrily, because he feels no pain: the one lacking the burden of lean and wasteful learning; the other knowing no burden of heavy tedious penury: These time ambles withal. ORL. Who doth he gallop withal? Ros. With a thief to the gallows: for though he go as softly as foot can fall, he thinks himself too soon there. ORL. Who stays it still withal ? Ros. With lawyers in the vacation: for they sleep between term and term, and then they perceive not how times moves. AS YOU LIKE IT, A. 3, s. 2. |