Bid ye so far forget yourselves? I gave ye
Power as he was a counsellor to try him,
Not as a groom: There's some of ye, I see,
More out of malice than integrity,
Would try him to the utmost, had ye mean;
Which ye shall never have, while I live.

CHANCELLOR.

Thus far, My most dread sovereign, may it like your grace To let my tongue excuse all. What was purpos'd

Concerning his imprisonment, was rather

(If there be faith in men,) meant for his trial, And fair purgation to the world, than malice; I am sure, in me.

K. HEN. Well, well, my lords, respect him;
Take him, and use him well, he's worthy of it.
I will say thus much for him, If a prince
May be beholden to a subject, I

Am, for his love and service, so to him.
Make me no more ado, but all embrace him;
Be friends, for shame, my lords.-My lord of
Canterbury,

I have a suit which you must not deny me;
That is, a fair young maid that yet wants bap-
tism :

You must be godfather, and answer for her. CRANMER. The greatest monarch now alive may glory

In such an honour; How may I deserve it,
That am a poor and humble subject to you?

K. HENRY VIII., A. 5, s. 2.

A HAPPY CONSCIENCE THE
BRIGHTEST OF SUNS.

K. RICHARD. Who saw the sun to-day?

RATCLIFF.

Not I, my lord.

K. RICH. Then he disdains to shine; for,

by the book,

He should have brav'd the east an hour ago:
A black day will it be to somebody.—

Ratcliff-
RAT. My lord?

K. RICH. The sun will not be seen to-day; The sky doth frown and lour upon our army. I would, these dewy tears were from the ground. Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me, More than to Richmond? for the self-same

heaven,

That frowns on me,

looks sadly upon him.

K. RICHARD III., A. 5, s. 3.

A MAN REAPS WHAT HE SOWS.

PAROLLES. Good monsieur Lavatch, give my lord Lafeu this letter: I have ere now, sir, been better known to you, when I have held familiarity with fresher clothes; but I am now, sir, muddied in fortune's moat, and smell somewhat strong of her strong displeasure.

CLOWN. Truly, fortune's displeasure is but sluttish, if it smell so strong as thou speakest of: I will henceforth eat no fish of fortune's buttering.

PAR. My lord, I am a man whom fortune hath most cruelly scratched.

LAFEU. And what would you have me to do? 'tis too late to pare her nails now. Wherein have you played the knave with fortune, that she should scratch you, who of herself is a good lady, and would not have knaves thrive long

under her. There's a quart d'ecu for you: Let

the justices make you

for other business.

and fortune friends; I am

ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL, A. 5, s. 2.

A MIND DISTURBED IS A MIND

DISEASED.

TRIFLES, light as air, Are, to the jealous, confirmations strong As proofs of holy writ. This may do something. The Moor already changes with my poison:Dangerous conceits are, in their natures, poisons, Which, at the first, are scarce found to distaste; But, with a little act upon the blood,

Burn like the mines of sulphur.-I did say so:Look, where he comes! Not poppy, nor mandragora,

Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world,

Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep
Which thou ow'dst yesterday.

OTHELLO, A. 3, s. 3.

A NEW WAY TO PAY OLD DEBTS.

BASSANIO. 'Tis not unknown to you, Antonio, How much I have disabled mine estate, By something showing a more swelling port Than my faint means would grant continuance: Nor do I now make moan to be abridg'd From such a noble rate; but my chief care Is, to come fairly off from the great debts, Wherein my time, something too prodigal, Hath left me gaged: To you, Antonio, I owe the most, in money, and in love;

And from your love I have a warranty
To unburthen all my plots, and purposes,
How to get clear of all the debts I owe.

ANTONIO. I pray you, good Bassanio, let me know it;

And, if it stand, as you yourself still do,
Within the eye of honour, be assur'd,
My purse, my person, my extremest means,
Lie all unlock'd to your occasions.

BASS. In my school-days, when I had lost one shaft,

I shot his fellow of the self-same flight

The self-same way, with more advised watch,
To find the other forth; and by advent'ring
both,

I oft found both: I urge this childhood proof,
Because what follows is pure innocence.
I owe you much; and, like a wilful youth,
That which I owe is lost: but if you please
To shoot another arrow that self

way

Which you did shoot the first, I do not doubt,
As I will watch the aim, or to find both,

Or bring your latter hazard back again,
And thankfully rest debtor for the first.

ANT. You know me well; and herein spend but time,

To wind about my love with circumstance;
And, out of doubt, you do me now more wrong,
In making question of my uttermost,
Than if you had made waste of all I have:
Then do but say to me what I should do,
That in your knowledge may by me be done,
And I am prest unto it: therefore, speak.
BASS. În Belmont is a lady richly left,
And she is fair, and, fairer than that word,
Of wond'rous virtues; sometimes from her eyes

I did receive fair speechless messages:
Her name is Portia; nothing undervalued
To Cato's daughter, Brutus' Portia.

Nor is the wide world ignorant of her worth;
For the four winds blow in from every coast
Renowned suitors: and her sunny locks
Hang on her temples like a golden fleece;
Which makes her seat of Belmont, Colchos'
strand,

And many Jasons come in quest of her.
O my Antonio, had I but the means
To hold a rival place with one of them,
I have a mind presages me such thrift,
That I should questionless be fortunate.

ANT. Thou know'st, that all my fortunes are

at sea;

Nor have I money, nor commodity

To raise a present sum: therefore go forth,
Try what my credit can in Venice do;
That shall be rack'd, even to the uttermost,
To furnish thee to Belmont, to fair Portia.
Go, presently inquire, and so will I,
Where money is; and I no question make,
To have it of my trust, or for my
sake.

MERCHANT OF VENICE, A. 1, s. 1.

A NOBLE NATURE AT WAR WITH ARTIFICE.

TIMON. Uncover, dogs, and lap.

[The dishes uncovered, are full of warm water. Some speak. What does his lordship mean? Some other. I know not.

TIM. May you a better feast never behold,