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My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd*, so sanded; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lap'd like Thessalian bulls, Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tuneable Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn.
THE POWER OF IMAGINATION.
THE lunatic, the lover, and the poet,
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold;
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to hea-
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
SIMPLICITY AND DUTY.
For never any thing can be amiss, When simpleness and duty tender it.
Hip. I love not to see wretchedness o'ercharg'd, And duty in his service perishing.
MODEST DUTY ALWAYS ACCEPTABLE.
Where I have come, great clerks have purposed To greet me with premeditated welcomes; Where I have seen them shiver and look pale,
* The flews are the large chaps of a hound.
+ Are made of mere imagination.
Make periods in the midst of sentences,
I read as much as from the rattling tongue
The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve.
Now the hungry lion roars,
And the wolf behowls the moon;
Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud,
Puts the wretch, that lies in woe,
That the graves, all gaping wide,
Much Ado About Nothing.
PEACE INSPIRES LOVE.
The fairest grant is the necessity:
Look, what will serve, is fit: 'tis once, thou lov'st; And I will fit thee with the remedy.
* Once for all.
I know, we shall have revelling to-night;
FRIENDSHIP IN LOVE.
FRIENDSHIP is constant in all other things,
Save in the office and affairs of love:
Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues;
And trust no agent: for beauty is a witch,
MERIT ALWAYS MODEST.
It is the witness still of excellency,
BENEDICT THE BACHELOR'S RECANTATION.
This can be no trick: The conference was sadly borne +-They have the truth of this from Hero. They seem to pity the lady; it seems, her affections have their full bent. Love me! why it must be requited. I hear how I am censured: they say, I will bear myself proudly, if I perceive the love come from her; they say too, that she will rather die than give any sign of affection.-I did never think to marry:-I must not seem proud:-Happy are they that hear their detractions, and can put them to mending. They say, the lady is fair; 'tis a truth, I can bear them witness: and virtuous;-'tis so, I cannot reprove it; and wise, but for loving me:-By my troth, it is no addition to her wit; nor no great argument of her folly, for I will be horribly in love with her. I may chance have some odd quirks and remnants of wit broken on me, because I have railed so long against marriage :-But doth not the appe* Passion. † Seriously carried on.
tite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth, that he cannot endure in his age: Shall quips, and sentences, and these paper bullets of the brain, awe a man from the career of his humour? No: The world must be peopled. When I said, I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married. Here comes Beatrice: By this day, she's a fair lady: I do spy some marks of love in her.
FAVOURITES COMPARED TO HONEYSUCKLES.
BID her steal into the pleached bower,
A SCORNFUL AND SATYRICAL BEAUTY.
Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes,
All matter else seems weak: she cannot love,
I never yet saw man,
How wise, how noble, young, how rarely featur'd
If speaking, why, a vane blown with all wind: