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Would lose their names, and so would Justice too.
Then every thing includes itself in power ;
Power into will, will into appetite ;
And appetite (an universal wolf,
So doubly seconded with will and power)
Must make perforce an universal prey,
And last, eat up itself.

Conduet in War superior to Aetion.

The ftill and mental parts,
That do contrive how many hands shall strike,
When fitness call them on, and know by measure
Of their observant toil the enemies weight;
Why, this hath not a finger's dignity;
They call this bed-work mapp'ry, closet war:
So that the ram that batters down the wall,
For the great swing and rudeness of his poize,
They place before his hand that made the engine ;
Or those, that with the fineness of their souls
By reafon guide his execution.

Scene VI. Respect.
I ak, that I might waken reverence,
And bid the cheek be ready with a blush
Modeft as morning, when she coldly eyes
The youthful Phæbus.

ACT IL. SCENE III.

DOUBT
The wound of peace is furety,
Surety secure; but modeft doubt is call'd

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mentator is to do justice to his author, it seems to me, highly imroper to stuff one's observations with the gall of privace animo

The beacon of the wife; the tent that searches
To th' bottom of the worst.

SCÈNE IV. Pleafure and Revenge.

Pleasure and revenge
Have ears more deaf than adders, to the voice
Of any true decision.

ACT III. SCENE III.

An expecting Lover.
No, Pandarus : I stalk about her door
Like a strange foul upon the Stygian banks
Staying for waftage. O, be thou my Charon,
And give me swift transportance to those fields,
Where I may wallow in the lilly beds
Propos'd for the deserver! O, gentle Pandarus,
From Cupid's shoulders pluck his painted wings,
And fly with me to Creffid:
I'm giddy; expectation whirls me round.
Th' imaginary relish is fo fweet,
That it inchants my fenfe : what will it be,
When that the watry palate taftes indeed,
Love's thrice reputed nectar? Death, I fear me;
Swooning destruction, or some joy too fine,
Too subtle-potent, and too sharp in sweetnefs,
For the capacity of my rude powers ;
I fear it much, and I do fear besides,
That I shall lofe diftintion in my joys;
As doth a battle, when they charge on heaps
The flying enemy.
My heart beats thicker than a fev'rous pulse ;
And all my powers do their bestowing lose,
Like vassalage at unawares encountring
The eye of majesty.

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Scene V. Constancy in Love protested.
Troilus. True swains in love shall in the world to

come
Approve their truths by Troilus : when their rhimes,
Full of protest, of oath, and big compare,
Want fimilies : truth, tired with iteration,
As true as steel, (4) as plantage to the moon,
As fun to day, as turtle to her mate,
Ås iron to adamant, as earth to th'center :
Yet after all comparisons of truth,
fAs truths authentick author to be cited,)
As true as Troilus, shall crown up the verse,
And sanctify the numbers.

Cref. Prophet may you be!
If I be false, or swerve a hair from truth,
When time is old and hath forgot itself,
When water drops have worn the stones of Troy,
And blind oblivian swallow'd cities

up,
And mighty ftates characterles are grated
To dufty nothing; yet let memory,
From false to false, among false maids in love,
Upbraid my falfhood! when they've said, as falfe
As air, as water, as wind, as sandy earth;
As fox to lamb, as wolf to heifer's calf;
Pard to the hind, or step-dame to her fon;
Yeamlet them say, to stick the heart of falfhood,
As falfe as Crellid.

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Scene VII, Pride cures Pride.

Pride hath no other glass
To shew itself, but pride: for supple knees
Feed arrogance; and are the proud man's fees.

Greatness, contemptible when it declines.
'Tis certain; greatness,' once fall'n out with fortune,
Must fall out with men too : what the declined is,
He fhall as soon read in the eyes of others,
As feel in his own fall: for men, like butterflies,
Shew not their mealy wings but to the summer;
And not a man, for being simply man,
Hath honour, but is honour'd by those honours
That are without him : as place, riches, favour,
Prizes of accident as oft as merit ;
Which, when they fall, (as being slipp'ry standers)
The love that lean'd on them, as slipp’ry too,
(5) Do one pluck down another, and together
Die in'the fall;

Hongur continu'd Aits necessary to preferve its 'Luftre.

Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion. (A great-siz'd monster of ingratitudes) Those scraps are good deeds past, which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done: perseverance keeps honour bright: To have done, is to hang quite out'of fashion, Like rusty mail in monumental mockery. Eor honour travels in a fraight fo narrow,

Where

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(5) Do] This is commonly read dotb; but fo, is not English. Which, in the 3d line preceding, is the nominative case, and plural: the rest should all be read as in a parenthesis. I find, the Oxford editor is the only one that reads it properly.

Where one but goes abreast; keep then the path ;
For emulation hath a thousand sons,
That one by one pursue; if you give way,
Or turn afide from the direct forth-right,
Like to an entred tide, they all rush by,
And leave you hindermoft; and there you lie,
Like to a gallant horse fall’n in first rank,
For pavement to the abject rear, o'er-run
And trampled on : then what they do in present,
'Tho' less than yours in paft, muft o'er-top yours.
For time is like a fashionable hoft,
"That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand ;
But with his arms out-stretch'd, as he would Ay,
Grasps in the comer ; welcome ever smiles,
And farewel goes out sighing. O let not virtue feek
Remuneration for the thing it was;
For beauty, wit, high birth, defert in service
Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all
To envious and caluminating time. :
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin
That all, with one consent praise new-born gawds,
'Tho they are made and moulded of things past,
And give to dult, that is a little gilt,
More land 'than they will give to gold o'er dufted :
The present eye praises the present object.
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SCENE VIII. Love fhook off by a Soldier.

Sweet, rouse yourself; and the weak wanton Cupid
Shall from your neck unloose his am'rous fold;
And, like a dew.drop from the lion's mane,
Beshook to air.

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