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espy Virtue with valour couched in thine eye.
59 While others fish with craft for great opinion, I with great truth catch mere simplicity;" Whilst some with cunning gild their copper crowns, With truth and plainness I do wear mi bare Fear not my truth; the moral of my wit Is-plain, and true,—there's all the reach of it.
60 An honest man he is, and hates the slime That sticks on filthy deeds.
61 I am not of that feather, to shake off My friend when he must need me."
62 ! As my
hand has open'd bounty to you, My heart dropp'd love, my power rain'd honour.
25-iii. 2. 63
What I did, I did in honour, Led by the impartial conduct of my soul; And never shall you see, that I will beg A ragged and forestall’d remission." 19-v. 2.
64 What thou would'st highly, That would'st thou holily.
65 I have ever loved the life removed ;* And held in idle price to haunt assemblies, Where youth, and cost, and witless bravery, keeps.
While others, by their art, gain high estimation, I, by honesty, ob. tain a plain simple approbation.
"Cannot but want my assistance. * If he will grant me pardon unasked, so---if not, I will not con descend to solicit it. * Retired,
» Showy dress resides.
What a beggar his heart is,
67 Though from an humble stock, undoubtedly Was fashion'd to much honour. From his cradle, He was a scholar, and a ripe, and good one; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading: Lofty, and sour, to them that loved him not; But to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.
25-iv. 2. 68
That art most rich, being poor; Most choice, forsaken; and most loved, despised !
70 I was created with a stubborn outside, with an aspect of iron,
that, when I come to woo ladies, I fright them. But, in faith, the elder I wax, the better I shall appear: my comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face: thou hast me, if thou hast me, at the worst; and thou shalt wear me, if thou wear me, better and better; and therefore tell me, will you have me?
20--V.2. 71 His summer leaves all faded, By envy's hand.
72 I have seen the day of wrong through the little hole of discretion.
The thorny point
75 Thy promises are like Adonis' gardens, That one day bloom'd, and fruitful were the next.
21-i. 6. 76
If I lose mine honour, I lose myself.
77 'Tis not my profit that does lead mine honour; Mine honour, it.
78 'Tis he, I ken the manner of his gait; He rises on the toe: that spirit of his In aspiration lifts him from the earth, 26-iv. 5.
I know not,
* Wasted, exhausted. • What justness, beauty, and dignity, in a base comparison! It is recorded of the expeller of the Tarquins, that he presented em. blematically, at Delphos, a solid rod of gold enclosed in a rough wood staff,
81 A man by his own alms empoison'd, And with his charity slain.
82 He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.
His large fortune, Upon his good and gracious nature hanging, Subdues and properties to his love and tendance All sorts of hearts.
He's honourable, And, doubling that, most holy.
85 Let me embrace thee, good old chronicle, Thou hast so long walk'd hand in hand with time.
87 I earn that I eat, get that I wear; owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness; glad of other men's good, content with my harm.
89 Thou art a fellow of a good respect; Thy life hath had some smatch of honour in it.
90 Your very goodness and your company, O’erpays all I can do.
31-ii. 4. 91
I was amazed
93 Mine honour is my life; both grow
one; Take honour from me, and my life is done.
94 We shall be winnow'd with so rough a wind, That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff, And good from bad find no partition. 19-iv. 1.
For life, I prize it, As I weigh grief, which I would spare: for honour, 'Tis a derivative from me to mine, And only that I stand for.
b Stunned, confounded. “The glory of a man, is from the honour of his father.”... Ecclus. iii. 11.