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There are a kind of men so loose of soul,
Think you, a little din can daunt mine ears?
Loud 'larums, neighing steeds, and trumpets' clang?
That gives not half so great a blow to the ear,
I know not why I am so sad;
It wearies me; you say, it wearies you;
And such a want-wit sadness makes of me,
DEPRAVED AND HYPOCRITICAL
In the catalogue ye go for men ; As hounds, and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs, Shoughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves, are cleped All by the name of dogs: the valued file
i Fright boys with bug-bears. Wolf-dogs. 1 Called.
Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,
That writes them all alike: and so of men.
Why, I can smile, and murder while I smile;
Most mischievous foul sin, in chiding sin:
Swear his thought over
Thou almost mak'st me waver in my faith
Govern'd a wolf, who, hang'd for human slaughter,
Are wolfish, bloody, starved, and ravenous.
Together working with thy jealousies,—
I am well acquainted with your manner of wrenching the true cause the false way. It is not a confident brow, nor the throng of words, that come with such more than impudent sauciness from you, can thrust me from a level consideration. 19-ii. 1.
Can you not see? or will you not observe
How proud, peremptory, and unlike himself?
But meet him now, and, be it in the morn,
O, thou dissembling cub! what wilt thou be,
And under-honest; in self-assumption greater,
O foolish youth!
Thou seek'st the greatness that will overwhelm
Pride went before, ambition follows him.
As dissolute, as desperate: yet through both
I see some sparkles of a better hope,
Which elder days may happily bring forth. 17-v. 3.
The hope and expectation of thy time
He cannot temperately transport his honours
Beware of yonder dog;
Look, when he fawns, he bites; and, when he bites, His venom tooth will rankle to the death:
Have not to do with him, beware of him,
Sin, death, and hell, have set their marks on him;
A man that apprehends death no more dreadfully, but as a drunken sleep; careless, reckless, and fearless of what's past, present, or to come; insensible of mortality, and desperately mortal¶. 5-iv. 2.
Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
What! can so young a thorn begin to prick?
a Desperately wicked.
You may as well go stand upon the beach,
As seek to soften that (than which what's harder?)
My brain, more busy than the labouring spider,
Thy face is, visor-like, unchanging, Made impudent with use of evil deeds.
A fellow by the hand of nature mark'd,
True honest men being heard, like false Æneas,
Were, in his time, thought false: and Sinon's weep
Did scandal many a holy tear; took pity
From most true wretchedness: So, thou,
Goodly, and gallant, shall be false, and perjured,
Wilt lay the leaven on all proper men;
From thy great fail.
I know a discontented gentleman,
Whose humble means match not his haughty mind;
Gold were as good as twenty orators,
And will, no doubt, tempt him to any thing.
Thou art said to have a stubborn soul,
That apprehends no farther than this world,