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128 He's opposite to humanity. He outgoes The very

heart of kindness.

27-i. 1.

129 No villanous bounty yet hath pass'd my heart; Unwisely, not ignobly, have I given. 27-ü. 2.

130
He sits 'mongst men, like a descended god:
He hath a kind of honour sets him off,
More than a mortal seeming.

31-1.7.

131 Let them accuse me by invention, I Will answer in mine honour.

28-iii. 2.

132 He is the card or calendar of gentry, for you

shall find in him the continent of what part a gentleman would see.

36-V.2. 133

And, but he's something stain'd With grief, that's beauty's canker, thou might'st call

him A goodly person.

1-i. 2.

134 He is as full of valour, as of kindness; Princely in both.

20-iv. 3. 135

Dear lad, believe it;
For they shall yet belie thy happy years,
That say, thou art a man: Diana's lip
Is not more smooth and rubious; thy small pipe
Is as the maiden's organ, shrill, and sound,
And all is semblative a woman's part.

4-i. 4.

136 He hath a heart as sound as a bell, and his tongue s the clapper; for what his heart thinks, his tongue speaks.

" Compass or chart.

* The country and pattern for imitation.

6iii. 2. 137

I cannot flatter; I defy The tongues of soothers.

18-ji. 4.

138 He hath a stern look, but a gentle heart. 16-iv. l.

139
And here have I the daintiness of ear,
To check time broke in a disorder'd string;
But, for the concord of my state and time,
Had not an ear to hear my true time broke.
I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.

17V.5.

140
That churchman bears a bounteous mind indeed,
A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us;
His dey fall every where.

25-i. 3.

141 I'll wrestle with you in my strength of love.

30—iii. 2.

142 One, that, above all other strifes, contended especially to know himself. Rather rejoicing to see another merry, than merry at any thing which professed to make him rejoice.

5-ii. 2.

143
After
your

death you were better have a bad epitaph, than ill report while you live. 36-ü. 2.

144 You know the very road into his kindness, And cannot lose your way.

28-v.l. 145

Modest wisdom plucks me, From over-credulous haste.t

15-iv. 3.

Over-hasty credulity.

146

May he live Longer than I have time to tell his years. Ever beloved, and loving, may his rule be! And, when old time shall lead him to his end, Goodness and he fill up one monument! 25-ii. 1.

147 On whose bright crest Fame with her loudest O yes Cries, This is he.

26_iv. 5.

148

I throw mine eyes to Heaven, Scorning whate'er you can afflict me with.

23-i. 4. 149

A merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal: His eye begets occasion for his wit; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished; So sweet and voluble is his discourse. 8-ii. l.

150 There appears much joy in him; even so much, that joy could not shew itself modest enough without a badge of bitterness. A kind overflow of kindness: There are no faces truer than those that are so washed.

6<i. 1.

151 Not sleeping, to engross his idle body, But praying, to enrich his watchful soul. 24–iii. 7.

152 He is of a noble strain, of approved valour, and confirmed honesty.

6_i. 1.

153

He did look far Into the service of the time, and was Discipled of the bravest.

11-i. 2.

154 Thou

map of honour, thou most beauteous inn, Why should hard-favour'd grief be lodged in thee?

17-v.1.

155
Dexterity so obeying appetite,
That what he will, he does; and does so much,
That proof is call'd impossibility.

26-v. 5.

156 He hath a daily beauty in his life.

37-v. 1.

157

Do not tempt my misery, Lest that it make me so unsound a man, As to upbraid you with those kindnesses That I have done for you.

4-iii. 4.

158
No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours,
Or gild again the noble troops, that waited
Upon my smiles.

25-iii. 2.

159 When I know that boasting is an honour, I shall promulgate.

37-i.2. 160

Faster than his tongue Did make offence, his eye did heal it up. 10_iii. 5.

161

My mother, Who has a charter to extol her blood, When she does praise me, grieves me. 28-i. 9.

162 In the managing of quarrels, you may see he is wise; for either he avoids them with great discretion, or undertakes them with the most Christian-like fear.

6-ii. 3.

163
O good old man; how well in thee appears
The constant service of the antique world,
When service sweat for duty, not for meed!
Thou art not for the fashion of these times,
Where none will sweat, but for promotion;
And having that, do choke their service up
Even with the having :t it is not so with thee.

10-ii, 3,

164 I cannot cog, and say, thou art this and that, like a many of these lisping hawthorn buds, that come like women in men's apparel, and smell like Buckler's-bury" in simple-time.

3iii. 3.

165 Look how we can, or sad, or merrily, Interpretation will misquote our looks.

18—V. 2.

166
My blood begins my safer guides to rule;
And passion, having my best judgment collied,
Assays to lead the way.

37–ii. 3.

167 If his own life answer the straitness of his proceeding, it shall become him well; wherein, if he chance to fail, he hath sentenced himself.

5-iii. 2. 168

Thus stands my state,
Like to a ship, that, having 'scaped a tempest,
Is straightway calm’d, and boarded with a pirate.

22-iv. 9.

Even with the promotion gained by service, is service extin guished.

" Formerly chiefly inhabited by druggists.

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