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.

194

The body of your discourse is sometimes guardedt with fragments, and the guards are but slightly basted on neither : ere you flout old ends any farther, examine your conscience. I

6-i. 1. 195

I know them, yea,
And what they weigh even to the utmost scruple :
Scambling, out-facing, fashion-mong'ring boys,
That lie, and cog, and flout, deprave and slander,
Go anticly, and show outward hideousness,
And speak off half a dozen dangerous words,
How they might hurt their enemies, if they durst,
And this is all.

6—0. 1.

196

He is every man in no man: if a throstle sing, he falls straight a capering: he will fence with his own shadow.

9-i. 2.

197 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.

198 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 ;s as a puny tilter, that spurs his horse but on

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one side, breaks his staff like a noble goose : but all's brave, that youth mounts, and folly guides.

10_iii. 4.

199 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 hiin ever after.

11-iii. 6.

200 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-y. 1.

201 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.

202
O dear discretion, how his words are suited !
The fool hath planted in his memory
An army of good words : and I do know
A many fools, that stand in better place,
Garnish'd like him, that for a tricksy word
Defy the matter.

9-iii. 5.

203 How tartly that gentleman looks ! I never can see him, but I am heart-burned an hour after. 6-ii. 1.

204 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.

11-ii. 4.

205 He has been yonder i' the sun, practising behaviour to his own shadow, this half hour.

206
I know him a notorious liar,
Think him a great way fool, solely a coward ;
Yet these fix'd evils sit so fit in him,
That they take place when virtue's steely bones
Look bleak in the cold wind.

11-i. 1.

207 Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit; By and by it will strike.

1-i. 1. 208

You are made Rather to wonder at the things you hear, Than to work any.

31-y. 3.

209 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.

210 A very little thief of occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience.

28-ii. 1.

211 Who is his companion now ? He hath every month a new sworn brother.

6_i. 1.

212 This is the flower that smiles on every one, To show his teeth as white as whale's bone.*

8-v. 2.

213 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 baseșt horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.

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.

214 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.

215 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.

216 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.

217 Hadst thou Narcissus in thy face, to me Thou would'st appear most ugly.

218 Thou picture of what thou seemest, and idol of idiotworshippers.

26-v. 1.

219 He hath a person, and a smooth dispose, To be suspected; framed to make women false.

37-i. 3. 220

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; He gives the bastinado with his tongue; Our ears are cudgell’d.

16_ii. 2.

221 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.

222 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. 223 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.

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224 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,

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