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And make the babbling gossip of the air
should pity me.
Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness,
Come hither, boy: If ever thou shalt love,
THE WOMAN SHOULD BE YOUNGEST IN LOVE.
Too old, by heaven; Let still the woman take An elder than herself; so wears she to him, So sways
she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, T'han women's are.
CHARACTER OF AN OLD SONG.
* Dextrous, ready fiend. + Fair deceiver.
The spinsters and the knitters in the sun,
O, prepare it;
Did share it.
black coffin let there be strown;
Lay me, O, where
She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. "Lace-makers. + Simple truth. #Times of simplicity.
This fellow's wise enough to play the fool; And, to do that well, craves a kind of wit: He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time; And, like the haggard*, check at every feather That comes before his eye. This is a practice, As full of labour as a wise man's art: For folly, that he wisely shows, is fit; But wise men, folly-fallen, quite taint their wit.
Cesario, by the roses of the spring, By maidhood, honour, truth, and every thing, I love thee so, that, maugret all thy pride, Nor wit, nor reason, can my passion hide. Do not extort thy reasons from this clause, For, that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause: But, rather, reason thus with reason fetter: Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.
TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA.
LOVE COMMENDED AND CENSURED.
As the most forward bud Is eaten by the canker ere it blow,
* A hawk not well trained. + In spite of.
Even so by love the young and tender wit
LOVE FROWARD AND DISSEMBLING.
Maids, in modesty, say, No, to that Which they would have the proferer construe, Ay. Fie, fie, how wayward is this foolish love, That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse, And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod!
ADVANTAGE OF TRAVELLING.
He cannot be a perfect man,
LOVE COMPARED TO AN APRIL DAY.
0, how this spring of love resembleth
The uncertain glory of an April day; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun,
And by and by a cloud takes all away!
ACT II. HUMOROUS DESCRIPTION OF A MAN IN LOVE. Marry, by these special marks: First, you have learned, like sir Proteus, to wreath your arms like a male-content; to relish a love-song, like a robinredbreast; to walk alone, like one that had the
pestilence; to sigh, like a school-boy that had lost his A, B, C; to weep, like a young wench that had buried her grandam; to fast, like one that takes
diet*; to watch, like one that fears robbing; to speak puling, like a beggar at Hallowmast. You were wont, when you laughed, to crow like a cock; when you
walked, to walk like one of the lions; when you fasted, it was presently after dinner; when you
looked sadly, it was for want of money: and now you are metamorphosed with a mistress, that, when I look on you, I can hardly think you
AN ACCOMPLISHED YOUNG GENTLEMAN.
His years but young, but his experience old; His head unmellow'd, but his judgment ripe; And, in a word (for far behind his worth Come all the praises that I now bestow), He is complete in feature, and in mind, With all good grace to grace a gentleman.
CONTEMPT OF LOVE PUNISHED.
I have done penance for contemning love; Whose high imperious thoughts have punish'd me With bitter fasts, with penitential groans, With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs; For, in revenge of my contempt of love, Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled
eyes, And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow, O, gentle Proteus, love's a mighty lord; And hath so humbled me, as, I confess, There is no woe to his correction, Nor, to his service, no such joy on earth! Now, no discourse, except it be of love; Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep,
naked name of love.
* Under a regimen.