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.

456

The right exercise of power.

36-iv. 4.

Hast thou command? by Him that gave it thee,
From a pure heart command thy rebel will:
Draw not thy sword to guard iniquity,

For it was lent thee all that brood to kill.

Men must learn now with pity to dispense;
For policy sits above conscience.

459

27-iii. 2.

Love.

Love is not love,

When it is mingled with respects,† that stand
Aloof from the entire point.‡

The venom clamours of a jealous woman
Poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.

34-i. 1.

14-v. 1.

Through flinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth,
And answer, thanks.

Old fools are babes again; and must be used

11-iv. 4.

With checks, as flatteries,-when they are seen abused.

463

No value in a name alone.

34-i. 3.

464

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?

26-i. 2. 465 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.

6-iii. 1. 467

Sympathy.
Passion, I see, is catching; for mine eyes,

I
Seeing those beads of sorrow stand in thine,
Began to water.

29-iii. 1. 468

Mirth not suitable to sorrow.
Sad souls are slain in merry company;
Grief best is pleased with grief's society.
True sorrow then is feelingly surprised,
When with like semblance it is sympathised.

Poems. 469

Want of principle.
As the unthought-on accident* is guilty
To what we wildly do: so we profess
Ourselves to be the slaves of chance, and fliest
Of every wind that blows.

13-iv. 3. 470

Fame, where dangerous.
Better leave undone, than by our deed acquire
Too high a fame, when him we serve's away.

30-iii. 1. 471

The effect of over-indulgence. What doth cherish weeds, but gentle air? And what makes robbers bold, but too much lenity ?

472 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. 1.

O, what men dare do! what men may do! what men daily do! not knowing what they do!

Death may usurp on nature many hours,
And yet the fire of life kindle again

The overpressed spirits.

The art and practic part of life

Must be the mistress to the theoric.*

6-iv. 1.

33-iii. 2.

20-i. 1.

Some kind of men put quarrels purposely on others, to taste their valour.

Friendship's full of dregs:

4-iii. 4.

Methinks, false hearts should never have sound legs, Thus honest fools lay out their wealth on court'sies.

27-i. 2.

Who is so full of grace, that it flows over

On all that need?

30-v. 2.

Who should be trusted now, when one's right hand Is perjured to the bosom ?

2-v. 4.

Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extrerne gusts will blow out fire and all.

12-ii. 1. 482

Suspicion. Who finds the heifer dead, and bleeding fresh, And sees fast by a butcher with an axe, But will suspect, 'twas he that made the slaughter? Who finds the partridge in the puttock's nest, But may imagine how the bird was dead, Although the kite soar with unbloodied beak ?

22- iii. 2. 483

Selfishness. We cannot all be masters, nor all masters Cannot be truly follow'd. You shall mark Many a duteous and knee-crooking knave, That, doting on his own obsequious bondage, Wears out his time, much like his master's ass, For nought but provender; and, when he's old, cashier'd.

Others there are, Who, trimm'd in forms and visages of duty, Keep yet their hearts attending on themselves; And, throwing but shows of service on their lords, Do well thrive by them, and, when they have lined

their coats, Do themselves homage.

37-i. 1. 484

Violent desires. The expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action; and till action, lust Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame, Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust; Enjoy'd no sooner, but despised straight; Past reason hunted; and, no sooner had, Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait, On purpose laid to make the taker mad: Mad in pursuit, and in possession so ; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof,—and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream: All this the world well knows; yet none knows well To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.

Poems.

485 Man changed by outward circumstances.

At all times alike Men are not still the same; 'Twas time and griefs, That framed him thus; time, with his fairer hand Offering the fortunes of his former days, The former man may make him.

27-v. 2. 486

The effects of fear and sloth.

Ebbing men, Most often do so near the bottom run, By their own fear, or sloth.

1-i. 1. 487

Resignation.

The time will bring on summer, When briars shall have leaves as well as thorns, And be as sweet, as sharp.*

11-iv. 4. 488

Ingratitude.
Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkindt

As man's ingratitude:
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,

Although thy breath be rude.
Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
That dost not bite so nigh

As benefits forgot :
Though thou the waters warp,
Thy sting is not so sharp

As friend remember'df not. 10—ii. 7. 489

Carefulness.
For my means, l'll husband them so well,
They shall go far with little.

36-iv. 5. 490 Man to be studied before trusted. 'Tis not a year or two shows us a man: They are all but stomachs, and we all but food; They eat us hungrily, and when they are full, They belch us.