The come HOULD all despair That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind Would hang themselves. Physic for't there It is a bawdy planet, that will strike A Winter's Tale. Act I, Sc. 2. Preaching and Practice GOOD COUNSEL F to do were as easy as to know that were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions; I can easier teach twenty that were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching. The brain may devise laws for the blood, but a hot temper leaps o'er a cold decree; such a hare is madness the youth, to skip o'er the meshes of good counsel the cripple. The Merchant of Venice. Act I, Sc. 2. BETT I ETTER a little chiding, than a great deal Merry Wives of Windsor, Act V, Sc. 3. WILL chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I know most faults. As You Like It. Act III, Sc. 2. A FRIEND should bear his friend's in Ds Julius Cæsar. Act IV, Sc. 3. O not, as some ungracious pastors do, Whilst, like a puff'd and reckless libertine, SH Hamlet. Act I, Sc. 3. HAME to him whose cruel striking Chiding Charity Patience The Way rose Path The Нуроcrite The Free Man Reason How many likeness made in crimes, BLE Whose blood and judgement are so well commingled, That they are not a pipe for Fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart. W HAT is a man, If his chief good and market of his Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more. course, Looking before and after, gave us not To fust in us unus'd. Hamlet. Act IV, Sc. 4. THE still and mental parts many hands That do contrive shall strike When fitness calls them on, and knows by measure Of their observant toil the enemies' weight- Or those that with the fineness of their souls Troilus and Cressida. Act I, Sc. 3. O be love The wise mand's Wight; that dwells with gods above. Troilus and Cressida. Act III, Sc. 2. Yet Despised Wise Single Blessedness Reason Impulse FOR 'OR aye to be in shady cloister mew'd, To live a barren sister all your life, Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon. Thrice-blessed they that master so their blood, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness. HE will of man THE is by his reason A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act II, SOME Sc. 2. OME men there are love not a gaping pig; Some, that are mad if they behold a cat; And others, when the bagpipe sings i' the nose, Cannot contain their urine: for affection, Merchant of Venice. Act IV, Sc. 1. |