O negligence, fit for a fool to fall by!-WOL. III., 2. O, how wretched is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours!-WOL. III., 2. P Press not a falling man too far; 'tis virtue: his faults lie open to the laws; let them, not you, correct him.-CHAM. III., 2. S So may he rest; his faults lie gently on him.— KATH. IV., 2. T To climb steep hills, requires slow pace at first.— NOR. I., 1. The fire, that mounts the liquor till it run o'er, in seeming to augment it, wastes it.-NOR. I., 1. Things done well, and with a care, exempt themselves from fear; things done without example, in their issue are to be fear'd.-K. HEN. I., 2. 'Tis better to be lowly born, and range with humble livers in content, than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, and wear a golden sorrow.-ANNE, II., 3. Thus hulling in the wild sea of my conscience, I did steer towards this remedy.-K. HEN. II., 4. There's nothing I have done yet, o' my conscience, deserves a corner.-Q. KATH. III., 1. ', Truth loves open dealing.-Q. KATH. III., 1. The hearts of princes kiss obedience, so much they love it; but, to stubborn spirits, they swell, and grow as terrible as storms.-WOL. III., 1. There be more wasps that buz about his nose, will make this sting the sooner.-SUF. III., 2. This candle burns not clear; 'tis I must snuff it; then, out it goes.-WOL. III., 2. Though perils did abound, as thick as thought could. make them, and appear in forms more horrid; yet my duty, as doth a rock against a chiding flood, should the approach of this wild river break, and stand unshaken yours.-WOL. III. 2. There was the weight that pull'd me down.-WOL. III., 2. That comfort comes too late; 'tis like a pardon after execution that gentle physic, given in time, had cur'd me.-KATH. IV., 2. : These should be hours for necessities, not for delights. -GAR. V., 1. The tidings that I bring will make my boldness manners.-LADY, V., 1. Those that tame wild horses, pace them not in their hands to make them gentle; but stop their mouths with stubborn bits, and spur them, till they obey the manage.-GAR. V., 2. 'Tis a cruelty, to load a falling man.-CROM. V., 2. W We may outrun, by violent swiftness, that which we run at, and lose by over-running.-NOR. I., 1. We must not stint our necessary actions, in the fear to cope malicious censurers.-WOL. I., 2. When did he regard the stamp of nobleness in any person, out of himself?—SUF. III., 2. Words are no deeds.-K. HEN. III., 2. Words cannot carry authority so weighty.-WoL. III., 2. While it is hot, I'll put it to the issue.-LADY, V., 1. We all are men, in our own natures frail.-CHAM. V., 2. Y Your colt's tooth is not cast yet.-CHAM. I., 3. Your words, domestics to you, serve your will, as't please yourself pronounce their office.-Q. KATH. II., 4. You wrong your virtues with these weak women's fears. A noble spirit, as yours was put into you, ever casts such doubts, as false coin, from it.-CAM. III., 1. You take a precipice for no leap of danger, and woo your own destruction.-K. HEN. V., 1. Your painted gloss discovers, to men that understand you, words and weakness.-Gar. V., 2. You play the spaniel, and think with wagging of your tongue to win me.-K. HEN. V., 2. THE END. G. BUTLER, PRINTER AND BOOKBINDER, RYDE. |