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111. L'astrologia e vera ma l'astrologica non si truva. (Astrology is true, but the astrologer is not to be found.)

O learned indeed were that astronomer
That knew the stars as I his characters.
He'll lay the future open. (Cymb. iii. 2.)

112. Hercules' pillars non ultra.

The sciences seem to have their Hercules' pillars, which bound the desires and hopes of mankind. (Gt. Instauration, Pref.)

Mur. Most royal sir, Fleance is 'scaped.

Macb. Then comes my fit again, I had else been perfect. Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,

As broad and general as is the casing air


But now, I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confined, bound in,

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Ham. A goodly one; in which there are many confines, wards, and dungeons, Denmark being one of the worst. . . . To me it is a prison.

Ros. Why, then your ambition makes it one: 'tis too narrow for your mind.

Ham. O God! I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.

Guild. Which dreams, indeed, are ambition. (Ham. ii. 2.)

113. He had rather have his will than his wish. Whoever hath his wish, thou hast thy will. (Sonnet cxxxv.) Bidst thou me rage? Why, now thou hast thy wish, Wouldst have me weep? Why, now thou hast thy will.

(3 Hen. VI. i. 4.)

The maid that stood in the way

to my


Shall show me the way to my will. (Hen. V. v. 2.)

114. Well to forget.

I will forget that Julia is alive,

Remembering that my love to her is dead. (Tw. G. Ver. ii. v.)

There forget all former griefs. Cancel all grudge.

I would forget her, but a fever she

(Tw. G. Ver. v. 4.)

Brings in my blood, and will remembered be. (L. L. L. iv. 3.)

Unless you teach me to forget, you must not learn me to remember. (As You Like It, i. 2.)

(See No. 1241.)

115. Make much of yourself.

Make much of me. (Ant. Cl. iv. 2.)

The bird we have made so much of. (Cymb. iv. 2.)

King. More of this measure, be not nice.

Bos. We can afford no more at such a price.

King. Prize you yourselves? What buys your company?
Bos. Your absence only.


That can never be.

Bos. Then can we not be bought.

(L. L. L. v. 2; and Ham. i. 3, 106–120.)

I know my price. (Oth. i. 1.)

116. Wishing you all, &c., and myself occasion to do you service.

And so I wish your lordship all happiness, and to myself means and occasion to be added to my faithful desire to do you service. (Let. to Burghley, 1592.)

(Tw. N. Kins. ii. 5; 25, 30, 34.)

I love thee

By love's own sweet constraint, and will ever

Do thee all rights of service. (All's W. iv. 1.)

Percy. My gracious lord, I tender you my service,

Which elder days shall ripen and confirm

To more approved service.

Boling. Thank you, gentle Percy, and be sure

I count myself in nothing else so happy

As in a soul remembering my good friends. (R. II. ii. 3.)

So far be mine, my most redoubted lord,

As my true service shall deserve your love. (Rich. II. iii. 3.)

117. I shall be glad to understand your news, but none rather than some overture wherein I may do you service.

And even so I wish your lordship all happiness, and to myself means and occasion to be added to my faithful desire to do you service. (Let. to Lord Treasurer Burghley, 1590.)

What would my lord but that he may not have
Wherein Olivia may seem serviceable? (Tw. N. v. 1.)
How fare you?

Ever at the best, hearing well of your lordship.

(Tim. Ath. iii. 6.)

118. Ceremonies and green rushes are for strangers.

Where's the cook? Is supper ready, the house trimmed, rushes strewed? . . . . Every officer with his wedding garment on ? &c. (Tam. Sh. iv. 1.)

Use a more spacious ceremony to the noble lords. . . . For they do wear themselves in the cap of the time, &c. (All's Well, i. 1.)

From home the sauce to meat is ceremony. (Macb. iii. 4.)

The appurtenance of welcome is fashion and ceremony.
(Ham. ii. 2. See also H. V. iv. 1, 255, 275.)

Enter two Grooms, strewing rushes.

First G. More rushes, more rushes.

Sec. G. The trumpets have sounded twice.

First G. "Twill be two o'clock ere they come from the coronation. (2 Hen. IV. v. 5.)

Gaoler. Look tenderly to the two prisoners; I can tell you they are princes.

Daugh. These strewings are for their chamber.

(Tw. Noble Kin. ii. 1.)

119. How do you? They have a better question in Cheapside-What lack you?

How do you? (Tw. Noble Kin. ii. 2.)

Still and anon cheered up the heavy time,

Saying, 'What lack you?' and 'Where lies your grief?'

(John iv. 1.)

120. Poore and trew; not poore, therefore not trew.

Clo. I am a poor fellow.

Countess. Well, sir.

Clo. No, madam, 'tis not so well that I am poor, though many

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Fear not my truth; the moral of my wit

Is plain and true; there's all the reach of it. (Tr. Cr. iv. 4.)

121. Tuque invidiosa vetustas.-Ovid. Met. 15, 234. (And thou envious (odious) old age.)

Sycorax, who with age and envy was grown into a hoop.

The oppression of aged tyranny. (Lear, i. 2.)

Age, I do abhor thee.

(Temp. i. 2.)

You can no more separate age and covetousness. (2 Hen. IV. i. 2.)

Crabbed age and youth cannot live together.

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Quoted in Apophthegms as being used in a pun by Sir Nicholas Bacon to Queen Elizabeth: Licentia sumus omnes deteriores ' (We are all the worse for licences.)

Too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty:

As surfeit is the father of much fast,
So every scope by the immoderate use
Turns to restraint. Our natures do pursue,

Like rats that ravin down their proper bane,

A thirsty evil; and when we drink we die. (M. M. i. 2.)

123. Qui dat nivem sicut lanam.-Ps. cxlvii. 16. (Who giveth snow like wool.)

His shroud as the mountain snow. (Ham. iv. 5, song.)

When snow the pasture sheets. (Ant. Cl. i. 4.)

124. Lilia agri non laborant neque nent.-Matt. vi. 28. (The lilies of the field toil not, neither spin.)

Like the lily that was once the mistress of the field, I hang my head and perish. (H. VIII. iii.)

125. Mors omnia solvit. (Death dissolves all things.) Let me be boiled to death with melancholy. (Tw. N. ii. 5.) Let me not live, quoth he. I after him wish too

I quickly were dissolved from my hive. (All's Well, i. 3.)
Alas! Dissolve my life! (Tw. Noble Kins. iii. 2.)

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127. Like a countryman curseth the almanac. What says the almanack to that? (2 H. IV. ii. 4.)

Greater tempests than almanacks can report. (Ant. Cl. i. 2.) (Mid. N. D. iii. 1; Com. Er. i. 2.)

128. Ecce duo gladii hic.-Luke xxii. 38. (Behold here are two swords.)

129. A majore ad minorem.-Heb. viii. 11. (From the greatest even to the least.)

She as far surpasseth Sycorax

As great'st does least. (Temp. iii. 2.)

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