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litic; nor the lady's, which is nice ;* nor the lover's, which is all these: but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects; and, indeed, the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me, is a most humorous sadness. 10-iv. 1.
The body of your discourse is sometimes guarded† with fragments, and the guards are but slightly basted on neither ere you flout old ends any farther, examine your conscience.‡ 6-i. 1.
I know them, yea,
And what they weigh even to the utmost scruple :
He is every man in no man: if a throstle sing, he falls straight a capering: he will fence with his own shadow.
He'll but break a comparison or two on me; which, peradventure, not marked, or not laughed at, strikes him into melancholy. 6-ii, 1.
O, that's a brave man! he writes brave verses, speaks brave words, swears brave oaths, and breaks them bravely, quite traverse, athwart the heart of his lover; as a puny tilter, that spurs his horse but on
*Trifling. "Flout," &c. Before you endeavour to distinguish yourself any more by antiquated allusions, examine whether you can fairly claim for your own or, Examine, if your sarcasms touch yourself. § Mistress.
one side, breaks his staff like a noble goose: but all's brave, that youth mounts, and folly guides.
He will steal himself into a man's favour, and, for a week, escape a great deal of discoveries; but when you find him out, you have him ever after.
He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument. I abhor such fanatical fantasms, such insociable and point-device* companions, such rackers of orthography. 8-v. 1.
I saw him put down the other day with an ordinary fool, that has no more brain than a stone. Unless you laugh and minister occasion to him, he is gagged. 4-i. 5.
O dear discretion, how his words are suited!
An army of good words: and I do know
How tartly that gentleman looks! I never can see him, but I am heart-burned an hour after. 6-ii. 1.
To say nothing, to do nothing, to know nothing, and to have nothing, is to be a great part of your title; which is within a very little of nothing.
He has been yonder i' the sun, practising behaviour
to his own shadow, this half hour.
I know him a notorious liar,
Think him a great way fool, solely a coward;
That they take place when virtue's steely bones
Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit;
He excels his brother for a coward, yet his brother is reputed one of the best that is: in a retreat, he outruns any lackey; marry, in coming on he has the cramp. 11-iv. 3.
A very little thief of occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience. 28-ii. 1.
Who is his companion now? He hath every month
a new sworn brother.
This is the flower that smiles on every one,
To show his teeth as white as whale's bone.*
I will not change my horse with any that treads but on four pasterns. Ca, ha! He bounds from the earth, as if his entrails were hairs: le cheval volant, the Pegasus, qui a les narines de feu! When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk; he trots the air; the earth sings, when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.
The tooth of the horse-whale.
He's of the colour of the nutmeg.
And of the heat of the ginger. It is a beast for Perseus he is pure air and fire; and the dull elements of earth and water never appear in him, but only in patient stillness, while his rider mounts him; he is, indeed, a horse: and all other jades you may call-beasts. It is the prince of palfreys; his neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage. Nay, the man hath no wit, that cannot, from the rising of the lark, to the lodging of the lamb, vary deserved praise on my palfrey: it is a theme as fluent as the sea; turn the sands into eloquent tongues, and my horse is argument for them all: 'tis a subject for a sovereign to reason on, and for a sovereign's sovereign to ride on; and for the world (familiar to us, and unknown,) to lay apart their particular functions, and wonder at him. I once writ a sonnet in his praise, and began thus: Wonder of nature! 20-iii. 7.
They begin to smoke me; and disgraces have of late knocked too often at my door. I find, my tongue is too fool-hardy; but my heart hath the fear of Mars before it, and of his creatures, not daring the reports of my tongue. 11-iv. 1.
I have trod a measure ;* I have flattered a lady; I have been politic with my friend, smooth with mine enemy; I have undone three tailors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one. 10-v. 4.
This same starved justice hath done nothing but prate to me of the wildness of his youth, and the feats he hath done; and every third word a lie, duer paid to the hearer than the Turk's triibute. 19-iii. 2.
Hadst thou Narcissus in thy face, to me
A stately solemn dance.
Thou picture of what thou seemest, and idol of idiotworshippers.
He hath a person, and a smooth dispose,
To be suspected; framed to make women false.
Here's a stay,
That shakes the rotten carcase of old death
Out of his rags! Here's a large mouth, indeed,
That spits forth death, and mountains, rocks, and seas; Talks as familiarly of roaring lions,
As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs!
What cannoneer begot this lusty blood?
He speaks plain cannon, fire, and smoke, and bounce;
If he were opened, and you find so much blood in his liver as will clog the foot of a flea, I'll eat the rest of the anatomy. 4-iii. 2.
They have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps. They have lived long in the almsbasket of words! 8-v. 1.
You might have truss'd him, and all his apparel, into an eel-skin; the case of a treble hautboy was a mansion for him; a court; and now has he land and beeves. 19-iii. 2.
Why, 'tis a gull, a fool, a rogue; that now and then goes to the wars, to grace himself, at his return into London, under the form of a soldier. And such fellows are perfect in great commander's names; and they will learn you by rote, where services were done; at such and such a sconce,* at such a breach,
*An intrenchment hastily thrown up.