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What perils past, what crosses to ensue,-
Decaying love, its effects.
When love begins to sicken and decay,
It useth an enforced ceremony.
There are no tricks in plain and simple faith:
O, world, thy slippery turns! Friends now fast sworn,
On a dissension of a doit, break out
Whose passions, and whose plots, have broke their sleep
To take the one the other, by some chance,
Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends, And interjoin their issues.
405 Sorrow, heaviest when unaided by the tongue.
The heart hath treble wrong,
When it is barr'd the aidance of the tongue.
An oven that is stopped, or river staid,
Burneth more hotly, swelleth with more rage:
So of concealed sorrow may be said.
You were used
The effects of trials.
To say, extremity was the trier of spirits;
A noble cunning.
Women are frail;
Ay, as the glasses where they view themselves;
For we are soft as our complexions are,
And credulous to false prints.
The untainted virtue of your years
Hath not yet dived into the world's deceit :
No more can you distinguish of a man,
Than of his outward show; which, God he knows,
To be entangled with those mouth-made vows,
It oft falls out,
To have what we'd have, we speak not what we mean.
You take my house, when you do take the prop
Danger of precipitancy.
Earthlier happy is the rose distill'd,
*Dan. iii. 22.
Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn,
Let still the woman take
Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand,
If I am traduced by tongues, which neither know
The chronicles of my doing-let me say,
'Tis but the fate of place, and the rough brake* That virtue must go through.
417 Benefit of communication with friends.
You do, surely, but bar the door upon your own liberty, if you deny your griefs to your friend.
Human nature alike in all.
Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? if you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? 9-iii. 1.
Good may be extracted from evil,
There is some soul of goodness in things evil,
*Thicket of thorns,
We may gather honey from the weed,
Should dying men flatter with those that live?
To fly the boar before the boar pursues,
And make pursuit, where he did mean no chase.
Honour not exempt from detraction.
Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning!-Who hath it? He that died o'Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it.
Bad is the trade must play the fool to sorrow,
Ingratitude! thou marble-hearted fiend,
More hideous, when thou show'st thee in a child,
Desirableness of meekness.
Who should study to prefer a peace,
If holy churchmen take delight in broils? 21—iii. 1.
Thy Glass will show thee how thy beauties wear,
*The sea-monster, is the hippopotamus, the hieroglyphical symbol of impiety and ingratitude. Sandys, in his Travels, says, "that he killeth his sire, and ravisheth his own dam."
The vacant Leaves thy mind's imprint will bear,
Look, what thy memory cannot contain,
Commit to these waste Blanks, and thou shalt find
Shall profit thee, and much enrich thy book.
Greatness most exposed to scandal.
The mightier man, the mightier is the thing
The crow may bathe his coal-black wings in mire,
Poor grooms are sightless night, kings glorious day.
Let me be ignorant, and in nothing good,
Kings are no less unhappy, their issue not being gracious, than they are in losing them, when they have approved their virtues.
When shall be think to find a stranger just,
Matt. vii. 1-5.