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Honours, their dangers.
Too much honour: 0, 'tis a burden, 'tis a burden, Too heavy for a man that hopes for heaven.
Worldly opinion of things.
What things there are, Most abject in regard, and dear in use! What things again most dear in the esteem, And poor in worth!
26-iii. 3. 441
The world is grown so bad, That wrens may prey where eagles dare not perch.
Your affections are
Self-praise. We wound our modesty, and make foul the clearness of our deservings, when of ourselves we publish them.
The cruelty of oppression.
'Tis a cruelty, To load a falling man.
25_V.2. 445 Famine contrasted with plenty.
Famine, Ere clean it o’erthrow nature, makes it valiant. Plenty, and peace, breeds cowards; hardness ever Of hardiness is mother.
A father Is, at the nuptial of his son, a guest That best becomes the table.
Love betrays it self like murder. A murd’rous guilt shews not itself more soon, Than love that would seem hid: love's night is noon.
4-iii. 2. " It shall ever be as when an hungry man dreameth, and behold he eateth, but he awaketh, and his soul is empty.".--Isa, xxix. 8.
Female profligacy. Proper deformity seems not in the fiend So horrid, as in woman.
Violent love boundless. This is the monstruosity in love,—that the will is infinite, and the execution confined; that the desire is boundless, and the act a slave to limit. 26—üi. 2.
450 Dependance on the great fruitless.
Poor wretches, that depend
Punishment due to the guilty only.
The power of guilt.
Great guilt, Like poison given to work a great time after, Now 'gins to bite the spirits."
1-iii. 3. 453
I never gave him cause.
37-iii. 4. 454
Debatement. A night is but small breath, and little pause, To answer matters of deep consequence. 20%ii. 4.
1 Gen. xlii. 21, 22.
455 To my sick soul, as sin's true nature is, Each toy” seems prologue to some great amiss: So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt. 36_iv. 4. 456
The right exercise of power.
Face, index of the mind.
There's no art, To find the mind's construction in the face.
15-i. 4. 458
27-iii. 2. 459
Love is not love, When it is mingled with respects," that stand Aloof from the entire point.°
14-v. 1. *461
Gratitude Through flinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth, And answer, thanks.
11-iv. 4. 462
Imbecility: Old fools are babes again; and must be used With checks, as flatteries,—when they are seen abused.
34-i. 3. 463
No value in a name alone. What's in a name ? that, which we call a rose, By any other name would smell as sweet. 35-ii.2..
ni. e. With cautious and prudential considerations. o“Who seeks for aught in love but love alone ?"
Right qualifications of man. Is not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, .manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like, the spice and salt that season a man?
Friends, in what sense valuable. What need we have any friends, if we should never have need of them ? they were the most needless creatures living, should we ne'er have use for them : and would most resemble sweet instruments hung up in cases, that keep their sounds to themselves.
27-i. 2. 466
An ill word often dangerous.
One doth not know, How much an ill word may empoison liking.
29_iii. 1. 468
Mirth not suitable to sorrow.
Want of principle.
30-iii. l. 471
The effect of over-indulgence. What doth cherish weeds, but gentle air ? And what makes robbers bold, but too much lenity?
P The unexpected discovery.
9 As to a jack, or mill.
Silence most expressive of happiness. Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. 6-ii. l. 473
Daringness 0, what men dare do! what men may do! what men daily do! not knowing what they do!
6-. iv. I. 471
Suspension of life.
Practice and Theory. The art and practic part of life Must be the mistress to the theoric." 20ị. 1.
Contentiousness. Some kind of men put quarrels purposely on others, to taste their valour.
4-iii. 4. 477
Friendship’s full of dregs: Methinks, false hearts should never have sound legs, Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on court’sies.
27-i. 2. 478
Avarice Grows with more pernicious root Than summer-seeding lust."
15-iv. 3. 480
Faithless friendship. Who should be trusted now, when one's right hand Is perjured to the bosom?
2-v. 4. 481
* Than summer-sinning lust.