These sovereign thrones, are all supplied, and fill'd, (Her sweet perfections) with one self king! ESCAPE FROM DANGER. I saw your brother, Most provident in peril, bind himself (Courage and hope both teaching him the practice) A BEAUTIFUL BOY. Dear lad, believe it; For they shall yet belie thy happy years Is not more smooth, and rubious; thy small pipe DETERMINED LOVE. Oli. Why, what would you? Vio. Make me a willow cabin at your gate, ACT II. DISGUISE. Disguise, I see, thou art a wickedness, Wherein the pregnant enemy does much. How easy is it, for the proper-false§ In women's waxen hearts to set their forms! Cantos, verses. † Echoing. § Fair deceiver. Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we; TRUE LOVE. Come hither, boy; If ever thou shalt love, THE WOMAN SHOULD BE YOUNGEST IN LOVE. Too old, by heaven; Let still the woman take CHARACTER OF AN OLD SONG. Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, Are the free maids, that weave their thread with bones,* Do use to chaunt it; it is silly sooth,† Like the old age.‡ SONG. Come away, come away, death, I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, My part of death no one so true Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; *Lace-makers. + Times of simplicity. + Simple truth. Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. Sad true lover ne'er find my grave, CONCEALED LOVE. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. ACT III. JESTER. This fellow's wise enough to play the fool; And like the haggard,* check at every feather As full of labour as a wise man's art: For folly, that he wisely shows, is fit; But wise men, folly fallen, quite taint their wit. UNSOUGHT LOVE. Cesario, by the roses of the spring, By maidhood, honour, truth, and every thing, *A hawk not well trained. + In spite of. LOVE COMMENDED AND censured. YET writers say, As in the sweetest bud, And writers say, As the most forward bud LOVE FROWARD AND DISSEMBLING. Maids, in modesty, say No, to that Which they would have the profferer construe, Aye. That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse, ADVANTAGE OF TRAVELLING. He cannot be a perfect man, Not being try'd and tutor'd in the world: LOVE COMPARED TO AN APRIL DAY. 0, how this spring of love resembleth ACT II. HUMOROUS DESCRIPTION OF A MAN IN LOVE. Marry, by these special marks: First, you have learned, like Sir Proteus, to wreathe your arms like a malecontent; to relish a love-song, like a robin redbreast; to walk alone, like one that had the pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy, that had lost his A, B, C; to weep, like a young wench that had buried her grandam; to fast, like one that takes diet;* to watch, like one that fears robbing; to speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmas.† You were wont, when you laughed, to crow like a cock; when you walked, to walk like one of the lions; when you fasted, it was presently after dinner; when you looked sadly, it was for the want of money; and now you are metamorphosed with a mistress, that, when I look on you, can hardly think you my master. AN ACCOMPLISHED YOUNG GENTLEMAN. His CONTEMPT OF LOVE PUNISHED. I have done penance for contemning love; Whose high imperious thoughts have punished me With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs; For, in revenge of my contempt of love, Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled eyes, And made them watchers of mine own heart's sor row. O, gentle Proteus, love's a mighty lord; There is no wo to his correction, Nor, to his service, no such joy on earth! Now, no discourse, except it be of love; Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep, Upon the very naked name of love. LOVE COMPARED TO A WAXEN IMAGE. For now my love is thaw'd; Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire, * Under a regimen. † Allhallowmas. |