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A poor unmanly melancholy, sprung
27-iv. 3. 410
The world's large tôngue
412 0, sir, we quarrel in print, by the book ; as you have books for good manners: I will name you the degrees. The first, the Retort courteous ; the second, the Quip modest ; the third, the Reply churlish ; the fourth, the Reproof valiant ; the fifth, the Countercheck quarrelsome ; the sixth, the Lie with circumstance; the seventh, the Lie direct. All these you may avoid, but the lie direct ; and you may avoid that too, with an If. I knew when seven justices could not take up a quarrel ; but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an If, as If you said so, then I said so ; and they shook hands, and swore brothers. Your If is the only peace-naker; much virtue in If. 10-V. 4.
413 O knowledge ill-inhabited! worse than Jove in a thatched house.
414 This is a slight unmeritable man, Meet to be sent on errands.
And though we lay these honours on this man,
415 A very superficial, ignorant, unweighing fellow.
5-iii. 2. 416 He ambled
417 I leave my duty a little unthought of, and speak out of my injury.
418 He hath bought a pair of cast lips of Diana : a nun of winter's sisterhood kisses not more religiously; the very ice of chastity is in them. 10-iii. 4.
419 My friends—they praise me, and make an ass of me; now, my foes tell me plainly I am
an ass: SO
that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself; and by my friends I am abused : so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why, then the worse for my friends, and the better for
4-v. 1. 420
Hence shall we see, If power change purpose, what our seemers be.
421 Why art thou old, and want'st experience ? Or wherefore dost abuse it, if thou hast it?
422 I am a feather for each wind that blows. 13–ii. 3.
Thou should'st not have been old, before thou had'st been wise.
, whiles I am a beggar I will rail,
say, there is no sin, but to be rich; And being rich, my virtue then shall be, To say,--there is no vice, but beggary. 16-ii. 2.
425 Since I am crept in favour with myself, I will maintain it with some little cost.
24–i. 2. 426
These old fellows
27-ii. 2. 427
Your speech is passion, But, pray you, stir no embers up.
428 Anger's my meat; I sup upon myself, And so shall starve with feeding.
429 'Tis the infirmity of his age: yet he hath ever but slenderly known himself..
The best and soundest of his time hath been but rash; then must we look to receive from his age, not alone the imperfections of long-engrafted condition, but, therewithal, the unruly waywardness, that infirrn and choleric years bring with them. 344i. 1.
430 His discontents are unremovably Coupled to nature.
431 I see no more in you, than in the ordinary Of nature's sale-work.
10-iii. 5. 432
A man, whose blood Is very snow-broth; one who never feels The wanton stings and motions of the sense. 5-i. 5.
433 How green are you, and fresh in this old world!
434 Things small as nothing, for request's sake only, He makes important: Possess'd he is with greatness; And speaks not to himself, but with a pride That quarrels at self-breath ; imagined worth Holds in his blood such swoln and hot discourse, That, 'twixt his mental and his active parts, He in commotion rages, And batters down himself: What should I say ? He is so plaguy proud, that the death tokens of it Cry-No recovery.
436 Alas, he is shot through the ear with a love-song; the very pin of his heart cleft with the blind bow-boy's butt-shaft. *
437 There should be small love 'mongst these sweet
knaves, And all this court'sy! The strain of man's bred out Into baboon and monkey.t
438 You smell this business with a sense as cold As is a dead man's nose.
13_ii. 1. 439
He would make his will Lord of his reason.
440 Your wisdom is consumed in confidence. 29—ii. 2.
441 What would you have me? go to the wars, would you? where a man may serve seven years for the loss of a leg, and have not money enough in the end to buy him a wooden one.
442 They should be good men; their affairss asę righteous: But all hoods make not monks.
† Man is degenerated; his strain or lineage is worn down to a monkey. | Professions.
$ As, i. e, are.