Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, I charge thee, fling away ambition: Ibid Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr! Ibid. Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age A royal train, believe me. An old man, broken with the storms of state, He gave his honours to the world again, So may he rest; his faults lie gently on him! Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 1.. Sc. 2. Ibid. Ibid. He was a man Of an unbounded stomach. Ibid. Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues Ibid. 1 For men use, if they have an evil tourne, to write it in marble; and whoso doth us a good tourne we write it in duste.. Richard III. and his miserable End. SIR THOMAS MORE: All your better deeds Shall be in water writ, but this in marble. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER: Philaster, act v. sc. 3. L'injure se grave en métal; et le bienfait s'escrit en l'onde. (An injury graves itself in metal, but a benefit writes itself in water.) JEAN BERTAUT. Circa 1611. He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one; But to those men that sought him sweet as summer. After my death I wish no other herald, To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures. Ibid. Ibid. Act v. Sc. 2. "T is a cruelty To load a falling man. You were ever good at sudden commendations. I come not To hear such flattery now, and in my presence. Those about her From her shall read the perfect ways of honour. A most unspotted lily shall she pass To the ground, and all the world shall mourn her. I have had Sc. 3,1 Ibid.1 Ibid. Ibid.1 Sc. 5.2 Ibid. Ibid. Troilus and Cressida. Act i. Sc. 1. 1 Act v. Sc. 2 in Dyce, Singer, Staunton, and White. Labour for his pains. - EDWARD MOORE: The Boy and his Rainbow. Labour for their pains.- CERVANTES: Don Quixote. The Author's Preface. Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark, what discord follows! each thing meets In mere oppugnancy.1 * Troilus and Cressida. Act i. Sc. 3. The baby figure of the giant mass Of things to come. Modest doubt is call'd The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches To the bottom of the worst. Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 2. The common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance. Sc. 3. All lovers swear more performance than they are able, and yet reserve an ability that they never perform; vowing more than the perfection of ten, and discharging less than the tenth part of one. Act iii. Sc. 2. Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. Sc. 3. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin. Ibid. And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. Ibid. And like a dew-drop from the lion's mane, Ibid. His heart and hand both open and both free; The end crowns all, And that old common arbitrator, Time, Will one day end it. Act iv. Sc. 5. Ibid. Had I a dozen sons, each in my love alike and none less dear than thine and my good Marcius, I had rather eleven die nobly for their country than one voluptuously surfeit out of action. Coriolanus. Act i. Sc. 3. 1 Unless degree is preserved, the first place is safe for no one. — SYRUS: Maxim 1042. - PUBLIUS Nature teaches beasts to know their friends. Coriolanus. Act i. Sc. 1. A cup of hot wine with not a drop of allaying Tiber in 't. Many-headed multitude.2 I thank you for voices: thank you: Your most sweet voices. Hear you your this Triton of the minnows? Mark you His absolute "shall"? Enough, with over-measure. His nature is too noble for the world: Ibid. Sc. 3. Ibid. Act iii. Sc. 1. Ibid. He would not flatter Neptune for his trident, Ibid. That it shall hold companionship in peace Serv. Where dwellest thou? Cor. Under the canopy. That's curdied by the frost from purest snow If you have writ your annals true, 't is there Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge. Sc. 2. Act iv. Sc. 5. Ibid. Act v. Sc. 3. Sc. 6.8 Titus Andronicus. Act i. Sc. 2. 1 When flowing cups pass swiftly round With no allaying Thames. 2 See Sidney, page 34. RICHARD LOVELACE: To Althea from Prison, li Act v. sc. 5 in Singer and Knight. She is a woman, therefore may be woo'd; Of a cut loaf to steal a shive. Titus Andronicus. Act ii. Sc. 1. The eagle suffers little birds to sing. The weakest goes to the wall. Act iv. Sc. 4. Romeo and Juliet. Act i. Sc. 1. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow. Ibid. An hour before the worshipp'd sun Ibid. Ibid. Ibid. He that is strucken blind cannot forget One fire burns out another's burning, One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish.2 O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you In shape no bigger than an agate-stone Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, 1 See Heywood, page 18. Ibid. Sc. 2. Sc. 3. Sc. 4. Ibid. Ibid |