When the mind's free The body's delicate; the tempest in my mind -Filial ingratitude! Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand, Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, When we our betters see bearing our woes, Thou must be patient; we came crying hither; When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools.. Mine enemy's dog, Tho' he had bit me, should have stood that night Against my fire. Where I could not be honest, I never yet was valiant. There's nought so vile that on the earth doth live, Heaven and yourself Had part in this fair maid; now Heaven hath all; Your part in her you could not keep from death, But Heaven keeps his part in eternal life. 'Tis sweet and commendable duties to your father; To give these mourning du But, you must know, your father lost a father, In filial obligation, for some term To do obsequious sorrow. But to persevere Foul deeds will rise, Tho' all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes. Virtue itself"scapes not calumnious strokes ; Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar ; Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice. Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Neither a borrower, nor a lender be; To thine own self be true; And it must follow, as the night the day, Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. Murder, tho' it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ. Thus conscience does make cowards of us all. ༑ Ο :ispluv expon vd judi The great man down, you mark his fav'rite flies; The poor advanc'd makes friends of and make friends of enemies) 19mi67919 iw mi yt lub ton ob d abcmGive me the maned-won dose to That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of hearts, ;) mgbuj ydt ov19891 10 Strango a'com does T May one be pardon'd and retain the offence? 70W 17od s 199 bus Love doth on fortune tend,asol Toi And who not needs, shall never want a friend And who in want, a hollow friend doth try, Directly seasons him his enemyT yeb odt dyinde wollot taum ti brA Let me be cruel, not unnaturar jonno wo I will speak daggers to her, but use none. avitno luoa ydi Jalan baim ydt tour thisT In the corrupted currents of this World tenisgA Offenced gilded hand may shove by Justice? And oft 'tis seen, the wicked prize sening of Buys out the law. But 'tis not so above: There is no shufflings there the action lies919dT In his true nature and weiourselves compell'd To give in evidence Joga Hiw orgno Try what repentance can. di odobшM What can it not? W ils zu to abiswConfess yourself HeavenЯT Repent what's past avoid what is to come; Use almost can change the stamp of nature. My words fly up, my thoughts remain below, Words without thoughts never to Heaven go•{; ¿' What is a man, If his chief good, and market of his time, time, Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more! That capability and god-like reason Te? * So full of jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt. There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will. That is most certain. How poor are they that have not patience? CU To mourn a mischief that is past and gone Pleasure and action make the hours seem short. Knavery's plain face is never seen 'till used. If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it 3 Dull not device by coldness and delay. |