JEALOUSY. Ay, ay, Antipholus, look strange, and frown; The time was once, when thou unurg'd would'st VOW. That never words were music to thine ear, SLANDER. For slander lives upon succession; For ever hous'd, where it once gets possession. ACT V. A WOMAN'S JEALOUSY MORE DEADLY THAN POISON. The venom clamours of a jealous woman Poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth. It seems his sleeps were hinder'd by thy railing: And thereof comes it that his head is light. Thou say'st, his meat was sauc'd with thy upbraidings; Unquiet meals make ill digestions, Thereof the raging fire of fever bred; And what's a fever but a fit of madness ? Thou say'st, his sports were hinder'd by thy brawls (Kinsman to grm and comfortless despair;) DESCRIPTION OF A BEGGARLY FORTUNE-TELLER, A hungry lean-fac'd villain, A mere anatomy, a mountebank, A thread-bare juggler, and a fortune-teller; And with no face, as 'twere outfacing me, OLD AGE. Though now this grained* face of mine be hid LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST. ACT I. SELF-DENIAL. BRAVE conquerors!-for so you are, That war against your own affections, And the huge army of the world's desires. VANITY OF PLEASURE. Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain, Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain. ON STUDY. looks Study is like the heaven's glorious sun, *Furrowed, lined. FROST. An envious sneaping* frost, That bites the first born infants of the spring. A CONCEITED COURTIER. A man in all the world's new fashion planted, ACT II. BEAUTY. My beauty, though but mean, Needs not the painted flourish of your praise; A merrier man, A MERRY MAN. Within the limit of becoming mirth, A ACT II. HUMOUROUS DESCRIPTION OF LOVE. ()!—And I, forsooth, in love! I, that have been love's whip; very beadle to a humourous sigh: A critic; nay, a night-watch constable; Than whom no mortal so magnificent! * This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy; Of trotting paritors‡-0 my little heart!- And wear his colours like a tumbler's hoop! ACT IV. SONNET. Did not the heavenly rhetoric of thine eye Vows, for thee broke, deserve not punishment. Thou being a goddess, I forswore not thee: Thy grace being gain'd, cures all disgrace in me. If broken then, it is no fault of mine; If by me broke, what fool is not so wise, To lose an oath to win a paradise? SONG. On a day, (alack the day!) Through the velvet leaves the wind, Wish'd himself the heaven's breath. That I am forsworn for thee: Thou for whom even Jove would swear, And deny himself for Jove, Turning mortal for thy love. THE POWER OF LOVE. But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power; And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices. It adds a precious seeing to the eye; A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind; A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound, When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd; Love's feeling is more soft, and sensible, Than are the tender horns of cockled snails; Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste: For valour, is not love a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides? |