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You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate
As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize,
As the dead carcases of unburied men

That do corrupt my air.

201

What's the matter, you dissentious rogues,
That rubbing the poor itch of your opinion,
Make yourselves scabs?

202

You souls of geese,

28-iii. 3.

28-i. 1.

That bear the shapes of men, how have you run
From slaves that apes would beat?

203

28-i. 4.

You are potently opposed; and with a malice
Of as great size. Ween9 you of better luck,
I mean, in perjured witness, than your Master,*
Whose minister you are, whiles here he lived
Upon this naughty earth?

204

25-v. 1.

It was always yet the trick of our English nation, if they have a good thing, to make it too common.

205

19-i. 2.

The clothier means to dress the commonwealth, and turn it, and set a new nap upon it.

206

The caterpillars of the commonwealth.

207

22-iv. 2.

17-ii. 3.

Being not propp'd by ancestry (whose grace
Chalks successors their way), neither allied
To eminent assistants, but, spider-like,
Out of his self-drawing web, he gives us note,
The force of his own merit makes his way;
A gift that Heaven gives for him.

9 Think.

....

* Christ.

I cannot tell

What Heaven hath given him, let some graver eye Pierce into that; but I can see his pride

Peep through each part of him: Whence has he that, If not from hell?

208

25-i. 1.

We must suggest the people, in what hatred
He still hath held them: that to his power, he would
Have made them mules, silenced their pleaders, and
Dispropertied their freedoms: holding them,
In human action and capacity,

Of no more soul, nor fitness for the world,
Than camels in their war; who have their provand
Only for bearing burdens, and sore blows
For sinking under them.

209

I love the people, But do not like to stage me to their eyes: Though it do well, I do not relish well Their loud applause, and aves vehement: Nor do I think the man of safe discretion, That does affect it.

210

Let not the world see fear, and sad distrust,
Govern the motion of a kingly eye.

211

28-ii. 1.

5-i. 1.

16-v. 1.

Be great in act, as you have been in thought;
Be stirring as the time; be fire with fire;
Threaten the threat'ner, and outface the brow
Of bragging horror, so shall inferior eyes,
That borrow their behaviours from the great,
Grow great by your example, and put on
The dauntless spirit of resolution.

212

16-v. 1.

Shew boldness and aspiring confidence.

16-v. 1.

213

Something, sure, of state,

Hath puddled his clear spirit: and, in such cases,

Men's natures wrangle with inferior things, Though great ones are their object. 'Tis even so; For let our finger ache, and it indues

Our other healthful members ev'n to that sense

Of pain.

37-iii. 4.

214

Who is so gross,

That cannot see this palpable device?

Yet who so bold, but says he sees it not?
Bad is the world; and all will come to nought,
When such bad dealing must be seen in thought.

215

24-iii. 6.

For the mutable, rank-scented many, let them
Regard me as I do not flatter, and

Therein behold themselves: I say again,

In soothing them, we nourish 'gainst our senate
The cockle of rebellion, insolence, sedition,

Which we ourselves have plough'd for, sow'd, and scatter'd,

By mingling them with us, the honour'd number;
Who lack not virtue, no, nor power, but that
Which they have given to beggars.

216

The man was noble,

28-iii. 1.

But with his last attempt he wiped it out;
Destroy'd his country; and his name remains
To the ensuing age, abhorr'd.

217

Behold, destruction, frenzy, and amazement,
Like witless antics, one another meet.

28-v.3.

26-v. 3.

218

Be factious for redress of all these griefs;
And I will set this foot of mine as far,

As who goes farthest.

219

29-i. 3.

Courtiers as free, as debonair, unarm'd,

As bending angels; that's their fame in peace:

But when they would seem soldiers, they have galls, Good arms, strong joints, true swords; and Jove's accord,

Nothing so full of heart.

220

Civil dissension is a viperous worm,

That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth.

221

Cruel are the times, when we are traitors,

26-i. 3.

21-iii. 1.

And do not know ourselves: when we hold rumour From what we fear, yet know not what we fear; But float upon a wild and violent sea,

Each way, and move.

15-iv. 2.

222

Great promotions

Are daily given, to enoble those

That scarce, some two days since, were worth a noble.

223

We hear this fearful tempest sing,

Yet seek no shelter to avoid the storm;
We see the wind sit sore upon our sails,
And yet we strike not, but securely perish.

224

The jury, passing on the prisoner's life,

24-i. 1.

17-ii. 1.

May, in the sworn twelve, have a thief or two

Guiltier than him they try: What's open made to

justice,

That justice seizes. What know the laws,

That thieves do pass on thieves?

225

If little faults, proceeding on distemper,

5-ii. 1.

Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye, When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd, and digested, Appear before us?

226

We must not make a scare-crow of the law,

20-ii. 2.

Setting it up to fear the birds of prey,
And let it keep one shape, till custom make it
Their perch, and not their terror.

227

5-ii. 1.

We see which way the stream of time doth run,
And are enforced from our most quiet sphere
By the rough torrent of occasion.

228

Poise the cause in justice' equal scales,

19-iv. I.

Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause pre

vails.

229

Contention, like a horse,

22-ii. 1.

Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose,

And bears down all before him.

The tag,-whose rage doth rend

230

Like interrupted waters, and o'erbear

What they are used to bear.

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19-i. 1.

28-iii. 1.

Tiger-footed rage, when it shall find

The harm of unscann'd swiftness, will, too late,

Tie leaden pounds to his heels.

28-iii. 1.

232

The present time's so sick,

That present medicine must be minister'd,

Or overthrow incurable ensues.

O conspiracy!

233

16-v. 1.

Sham'st thou to shew thy dangerous brow by night, When evils are most free? O, then, by day,

Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough

To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, con

spiracy;

Hide it in smiles and affability:

For if thou put thy native semblance on,

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