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thoughts; wherein I confess me much guilty, to deny so fair and excellent ladies any thing. But let your fair eyes, and gentle wishes, go with me to my trial: wherein if I be foiled, there is but one shamed that was never gracious; if killed, but one dead that is willing to be so: I shall do my friends no wrong, for I have none to lament me; the world no injury, for in it I have nothing; only in the world I fill up a place, which may be better supplied when I have made it empty.
We still have slept together,
Rose at an instant, learn'd, play'd, eat together;
Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.
ROSALIND PROposing to WEAR MEN'S CLOTHES.
Because that I am more than common tall,
A boar-spear in my hand; and (in my heart.
SOLITUDE PREFERRED TO A COURT LIFE, AND THE ADVANTAGES OF ADVERSITY.
Now, my co-mates, and brothers in exile,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
REFLECTIONS ON THE WOUNDED STAG.
Duke S. Come, shall we go and kill us venison? And yet it irks me, the poor dappled fools,Being native burghers of this desert city,— Should, in their own confines, with forked heads*, Have their round haunches gor❜d.
1 Lord. Indeed, my lord,
The melancholy Jaques grieves at that;
Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out
But what said Jaques? Did he not moralize this spectacle?
1 Lord. O, yes, into a thousand similes. First, for his weeping in the needless stream; Poor deer, quoth he, thou mak'st a testament As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more To that which had too much: Then, being alone, Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends; 'Tis right, quoth he; thus misery doth part The flux of company: Anon, a careless herd, Full of the pasture, jumps along by him, And never stays to greet him; Ay, quoth Jaques, Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens; 'Tis just the fashion: Wherefore do you look Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there?
GRATITUDE IN AN OLD SERVANT.
But do not so: I have five hundred crowns, The thrifty hire I sav'd under your father, Which I did store, to be my foster nurse, When service should in my old limbs lie lame, And unregarded age in corners thrown;
Take that: and He that doth the ravens feed,
Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood;
DESCRIPTION OF A LOVER.
O, thou didst then ne'er love so heartily:
Or if thou hast not sat as I do now,
Or if thou hast not broke from company,
DESCRIPTION OF A FOOL, AND HIS MORALIZING ON
Good-morrow, fool, quoth I: No, Sir, quoth he,
And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye,
Thus may we see, quoth he, how the world wags: 'Tis but an hour ago, since it was nine;
And after an hour more, 'twill be eleven:
The motley fool thus moral on the time,
Duke S. What fool is this?
Jaq. O worthy fool!-One that hath been a courtier
And says, if ladies be but young, and fair,
After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm'd
In mangled forms.
A FOOL'S LIBERTY OF SPEECH.
I must have liberty
Withal, as large a charter as the wind,
To blow on whom I please; for so fools have:
APOLOGY FOR SATIRE.
Why, who cries out on pride,
* The fool was anciently dressed in a party-coloured coat.