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That can therein tax any private party?
says, his bravery* is not on my cost, (Thinking that I mean him), but therein suits His folly to the mettle of my speech? There then; How, what then? Let me see wherein My tongue hath wrong'd him: if it do him right, Then he hath wrong'd himself: if he be free, Why then, my taxing like a wild goose flies, Unclaim'd of any man.
A TENDER PETITION.
But whate'er you are, That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time; If ever you have looked on better days, If ever been where bells have knollid to church; If ever sat at any good man's feast; If ever from your eyelids wip'd a tear, And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be.
THE SEVEN AGES.
All the world's a stage,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
As man's ingratitude;
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh, ho! sing, heigh, ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh, ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly,
Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
As benefits forgot:
As friend remember'd * not,
ACT III. A SHEPHERD'S PHILOSOPHY. 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 or art, may complain of good breeding, or comes of very
CHARACTER OF AN HONEST AND SIMPLE SHEPHERD.
Sir, I am a true labourer; I earn that I eat, get that I wear; owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness; glad of other men's good, content with my harm: and the greatest of my pride is, to see my ewes graze,
DESCRIPTION OF A LOVER. A lean cheek; which you have not: a blue eye,
and sunken; which you have not: an unquestionable spirit* ; which you have not: a beard neglected; which
you have not:—but I pardon you for that; for, simply, your havingt in beard is a younger brother's revenue: Then your hose should be ungartered, your bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and every thing about you demonstrating a careless desolation. But you are no such man: you are rather point-device in your accoutrements; as loving yourself, than seeming the lover of
REAL PASSION DISSEMBLED.
Think not I love him, though I ask for him; "Tis but a peevish boy:--yet he talks well;-But what care I for words? yet words do well, When he that speaks them pleases those that hear. It is a pretty youth:--not very pretty :- [him: But, sure, he's proud; and yet his pride becomes He'll make a proper man: The best thing in him Is his complexion; and faster than his tongue Did make offence, his eye did heal it up. He is not tall; yet for his years he's tall; His leg is but so, so; and yet ’tis well: There was a pretty redness in his lip; A little riper and more lusty red
[ence Than that mix'd in his cheek; 'twas just the differBetwixt the constant red, and mingled damask. There be some women, Silvius, had they mark'd In parcels as I did, would have gone near [him To fall in love with him: but, for my part, I love him not, nor hate him not; and yet
+ Estate. S Silly.
I have more cause to hate him than to love him:
THE VARIETIES OF MELANCHOLY.
I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation; nor the musician's, which is fantastical; nor the courtier's, which is proud; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious; nor the lawyer's,which is politic; nor the lady's, which is nice*; nor the lover's, which is all these.
MARRIAGE ALTERS THE TEMPER OF BOTH SEXES.
Say a day, without the ever: No, no, Orlando, men are April when they woo, December when they wed: maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives. I will be more jealous of thee than a Barbary cock-pigeon over his hen; more clamorous than a parrot against rain; more new-fangled than an ape; more giddy in my desires than a monkey; I will weep for nothing, like Diana in the fountain, and I will do that when you are disposed to be merry; I will laugh like a hyen, and that when thou art inclined to sleep.
CUPID'S PARENTAGE. No, that same wicked bastard of Venus, that was begot of thoughtt, conceived of spleen, and * Trifling.