377 You are so fretful, you cannot live long. 18-jii. 3.

378 Thou art the Mars of malcontents.

3-i. 3.

379 He capers, he dances, he has eyes of youth, he writes verses, he speaks holiday,* he smells April and May.

3iii. 2. 380

What shalt thou expect,
To be depender on a thing that leans ?1
Who cannot be new built; nor has no friends,
So much as but to prop him?

31-i. 6.

381 Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, hath yet some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time; and I most humbly beseech your lordship, to have a reverend care of your health.

19-i. 2.

382 One that lies three-thirds, and uses a known truth to pass a thousand nothings with, should be once heard, and thrice beaten.

11-ii. 4.

383 No marvel, though you bite so sharp at reasons, You are so empty of them.

26-ii. 2.

384 A knave; a rascal, an eater of broken meats; a base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundredpound, filthy, worsted-stocking knave; a lily-liver'd, action-taking knave; a glass-gazing, superserviceable, finical rogue; one-trunk-inheriting slave. 34-ii. 2.

385 I am an ass indeed; you may prove it by my long

I have served him from the hour of my na

tivity to this instant, and have nothing at his hands for my service but blows: When ĭ am cold, he heats me with beating : when I am warm, he cools me with beating. I am waked with it, when I sleep; raised with it, when I sit; driven out of doors with it, when I go from home; welcomed home with it, when I return: nay, I bear it on my shoulders, as a beggar wont her brat ; and, I think, when he hath lamed me, I shall beg with it from door to door. 14-iv. 4.

386 Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance.

13–iv. 3.

387 I was born about three of the clock in the afternoon, with a white head, and something a round belly. For my voice, I have lost it with hollaing, and singing of anthems. To approve my youth farther, I will not : the truth is, I am only old in judgment and understanding: and he, that will caper with me for a thousand marks, let him lend me the money, and have at him.

19-i. 2.

388 I am a courtier. See'st thou not the air of the court, in these enfoldings ? hath not my gait in it, the measure of the court ? receives not thy nose court-odour from me ? reflect I not on thy baseness, court-contempt ?

13-iv. 3.

389 Thou rag of honour !

24-i. 3.

390
I would have had you put your power well on,
Before had worn it out.
You might have been enough the man you are,
With striving less to be so : Lesser had been
The thwartings of your dispositions, if
You had not show'd them how you were disposed,
Ere they lack'd power to cross you.

28-iii. 2.

391 I will be proud. I will read politic authors. I will

you

wash off gross acquaintance. I will be point-device, the very man.

4-ii. 5.

392 Methinks, sometimes I have no more wit than an ordinary man has : but I am a great eater of beef, and, I believe, that does harm to my wit. 4-i. 3.

393 Let the doors be shut upon him; that he may play the fool nowhere but in 's own house. 36-iii. 1.

394 How like a fawning publican he looks ! 9-i. 3.

395 Very vilely in the morning, when he is sober; and most vilely in the afternoon, when he is drunk: when he is best, he is little better than a man; and when he is worst, he is little better than a beast. 9-i. 2.

a

396 His heart's meteors tilting in his face.

14-iv. 2.

397 This is some fellow, Who, having been praised for bluntness, doth affect A saucy roughness; and constrains the garb, Quite from his nature :* He cannot flatter, he !An honest mind and plain,—he must speak truth : An they will take it, so; if not he's plain. These kind of knaves I know, which in this plainness Harbour more craft, and more corrupter ends, Than twenty sillyt ducking observants, That stretch their duties nicely.

34-ii. 2. 398

What's his fault? The flat transgression of a school-boy ; who, being overjoyed with finding a bird's nest, shows it his companion and he steals it.

6-i. 1.

* Forces his outside or his appearance to something totally differ. ent from his natural disposition.

† Simple or rustic.

399 Tell me, for which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?

For them all together; which maintained so politic a state of evil, that they will not admit any good part to intermingle with them.

6-V. 2.

400 And I, forsooth, in love! I, that have been love's

whip;
A
very

beadle to a humorous sigh;
A critic; nay, a night-watch constable;
A domineering pedant o'er the boy,
Than whom no mortal so magnificent !
This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy ;
This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid;
Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arīns,
The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans,
Liege of all loiterers and malcontents,
Sole imperator and great general
Of trotting paritors,* O my little heart !
And I to be a corporal of his field,
And wear his colours like a tumbler's hoop!
What? I! I love! I sue! I seek a wife!
A woman, that is like a German clock,
Still a repairing; ever out of frame;
And never going aright, being a watch,
But being watch'd that it may still go right?

*

*

*

*

And I to sigh for her! to watch for her!
To pray for her! Go to; it is a plague,
That Cupid will impose for my neglect
Of his almighty dreadful little might. 8-iii. 1.

401 Thou gav'st thine ears, like tapsters, that bid welcome To knaves, and all approachers.

27-iv. 3. 402

Being once chafed, he cannot Be rein'd again to temperance.

28-iii. 3.

* The officers of the spiritual courts who serve citations.

403 Having his ear full of his airy fame, Grows dainty of his worth.

26-i. 3.

404 A knave very voluble; no farther conscionable, than in putting on the mere form of civil and humane seeming, for the better compassing of his salt and most hidden loose affection. A slippery and subtle knave; a finder-out of occasions; that has an eye can stamp and counterfeit advantages, though true advantage never present itself.

37-ii, 1.

405
What a blunt fellow is this grown to be !
He was quick mettle when he went to school.
So is he now, in execution
Of any bold or noble enterprise,
However he puts on this tardy form.
This rudeness is a sauce to his good wit,
Which gives men stomach to digest his words
With better appetite.

29_i. 2.

406 That ever this fellow should have fewer words than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman !-His industry is—up stairs, and down stairs; his eloquence, the parcel of a reckoning,

18-ii. 4. 407 A hungry lean-faced villain, A mere anatomy, a mountebank, A thread-bare juggler, and a fortune-teller; A needy, hollow-eyed, sharp-looking wretch, A living dead man.

14-v. 1.

408 A man, that from very nothing, and beyond the imagination of his neighbours, is grown into an unspeakable estate.