fore never flout at me for what I have said against it; for man is a giddy thing, and this is my conclusion.

ADAGES AND APOTHEGMS.

A victory is twice itself, when the achiever brings home full numbers.

We are all mortal.

The fashion of the world is to avoid cost.

In time the savage bull doth bear the yoke.
There is measure in everything.

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy.

Time goes on crutches, till love have all his rites.

Is it not strange, that sheep's guts should hale souls out of men's bodies?

Happy are they that hear their detractions, and can put them to mending.

One doth not know how much an ill word may empoison liking.

Loving goes by haps: some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.

Every one can master a grief, but he that has it.

To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature. When rich villains have need of poor ones,

poor ones may make what price they will. Comparisons are odorous.

When the age is in, the wit is out.

An' two men ride of a horse, one must ride behind.

O, what authority and show of truth can cunning sin cover itself withal!

There was never yet philosopher that could endure the toothache patiently.

In a false quarrel there is no true valour.

MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR.

RULES FOR DRINKING.

I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick: if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the fear of God, and not with drunken knaves.

A GOOD SERVANT.

An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever servant shall come in house withal; and, I warrant you, no tell-tale, nor no breed-bate: his worst fault is, that he is given to prayer; he is something peevish that way: but nobody but has his fault ;-but let that pass.

LOVE, MERCENARY.

In love, the heavens themselves do guide the state: Money buys lands, and wiyes are sold by fate.

FALSTAFF'S LOVE-LETTER.

What have I 'scaped love-letters in the holiday time of my beauty, and am I now a subject for them? Let me see :- [Reads. 'Ask me no reason why I love you; for though love use reason for his precisian, he admits him not for his counsellor. You are not young, no more am I; go to then, there's sympathy: you are merry, so am I; ha! ha! then there's more sympathy: you love sack, and so do I; would you desire better sympathy? Let it suffice thee, mistress Page (at the least, if the love of a soldier can suffice), that I love thee. I will not say, pity me, 'tis not a soldier-like phrase; but I say, love me. By me,

'Thine own true knight,

By day or night,

Or any kind of light,

With all his might,

For thee to fight,

'JOHN FALSTAFF.'

What a Herod of Jewry is this?—O wicked, wicked world!-one that is well-nigh worn to pieces with age, to show himself a young

gallant! What an unweighed behaviour hath this Flemish drunkard picked (with the devil's name) out of my conversation, that he dares in this manner assay me? Why, he hath not been thrice in my company!-What should I say to him?—I was then frugal of my mirth: -Heaven forgive me!— Why, I'll exhibit a bill in the parliament for the putting down of men. How shall I be revenged on him? for revenged I will be, as sure as his guts are made of puddings.

TRAINING.

'Tis not good that children should know any wickedness; old folks, you know, have discretion, as they say, and know the world.

Love.

Love like a shadow flies, when substance love pursues;

Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pur

sues.

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