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Sometimes her head on one side, some another
sanctity, she did approach
thought This was so, and no slumber. Dreams are toys. Yet for this once, yea, superstitiously, I will be squar'd by this.
THE INFANT EXPOSED.
Poor wretch, That, for thy mother's fault, art thus exposid To loss, and what may follow !--Weep I cannot, But my heart bleeds: and most accurs'd am I, To be by oath enjoin'd to this.-Farewell! The day frowns more and more; thou art like .
have A lullaby too rough.
A CLOWN'S DESCRIPTION OF A WRECK. I would, you did but see how it chafes, how it ra. ges, how it takes up the shore! but that's not to the point: 0, the most pitious cry of the poor souls! sometimes to see 'em, and not to see 'em: now the ship boring the moon with her main-mast; and anon swallowed
with yest and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a hogshead. And then for the land service, To see how the bear tore out his shoulder-bone; how he cried to me for help, and said his name was An
tigonus, a nobleman;-But to make an end of the ship:-to see how the sea flap-dragoned* it:- but first, how the poor souls roared, and the sea mocked them; and how the poor gentleman roared, and the bear mocked him, both roaring louder than the sea, or weather.
A GARLAND FOR OLD MEN.
NATURE AND ART.
Wherefore, gentle maiden,
Forf I have heard it said,
Say, there be;
A GARLAND FOR MIDDLE-AGED MEX.
* Swallowed + Likeness and smell. Because that.
The dibble* in earth to set one slip of them;
A GARLAND FOR YOUNG MEN.
Cam. I should leave grazing, were 1 of your flock, And only live by gazing. Per.
Out, alas! You'd be so lean, that blasts of January Would blow you through and through.-Now my
fairest friend, I would, I had some flowers o' the spring, that might Become your time of day; and yours, and yours; That wear upon your virgin branches yet Your maidenheads growing:-O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis'st wagon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phæbus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips, and The crown-imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one! O, these I lack, To make you garlands of; and, my sweet friend To strew him o'er and o'er.
A LOVER'S COMMENDATION, What you do, Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet, I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms;
* A tool to set plants. + Pluto.
Pray so; and, for the ordering your affairs,
He says, he loves my daughter:
fol. How now, fair shepherd? Your heart is full of something, that does take Your mind from feasting. Sooth, when I was young, And handed love, as you do, I was wont To load my she with knacks: I would have ransack'd The pedler's silken treasury, and have pour'd it To her acceptance; you have let him go, And nothing marted* with him; if your lass Interpretation should abuse; and call this Your lack of love, or bounty: you were straitedt For a reply, at least if you make a care Of happy holding her. Flo.
Old sir, I know She prizes not such trifles as these are:
The gifts, she looks from me, are pack'd and lock'd Up in my heart; which I have given already, But not deliver'd.-0, hear me breath my life Before this ancient sir, who, it should seem, Hath sometime lov'd: I take thy hand; this hand, As soft as dove's down, and as white as it; Or Ethiopian's tooth, or the fann'd snow, That's boltedt by the northern blasts twice o'er. * Bought, trafficked. † Put to difficulties.
The sieve used to separate flour from bran is called a bolting-cloth.
A FATHER THE BEST GUEST AT HIS SON'S NUPTIALS.
Pol. Methinks, a father
No, good sir:
By my white beard,
RURAL SIMPLICITY. I was not much afeard. for once, or twice, I was about to speak; and tell him plainly, The self-same sun, that shines upon his court, Hides not his visage from our cottage, but Looks on alike. LOVE CEMENTED BY PROSPERITY, BUT LOOSENED BY
Prosperity's the very bond of love; Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together Affliction alters.
ACT V. WONDER, PROCEEDING FROM SUDDEN JOY. There was speech in their dumbness, language in their very gesture; they looked, as they had heard of a world ransoméd, or one destroyed: A notable passion of wonder appeared in them; but the wisest
* Talk over his affairs.