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Leo. Carst thou so daffe me? thou hast | And melancholy is the nurse of phrensy, kill'd my child:
Therefore they thought it good you hear a If thou kill'st me, boy, thou shalt kill a man. play, Ant. He shall kill two of us, and inen in- | And frame your mind to mirth and merriment, deed :
Which hars a thousand harms and lengthens life. But that's no matter; let him kill one first :
The Uses of Travel and Study. Win me and wear me,-let him answer me: Luc. Tranio,'since for the great desire I had Come, follow me, boy: come, Sir boy, follow To see fair Padua, nursery of arts
I am arriv'd from fruiisul Lombardy, Sir boy, I'll whip you from your foyning fence: The pleasant garden of great Italy ; Nay, as I am a gentleman, I will.
And, by my father's love and leave, am arm'd Leo. Brother
(my niece: With his good will, and thy good company, Ant. Content yourself. God knows, I lov’d My trusty servant, well approv'd in ali: And she is dead; slandered to death by vil. Here let us breathe, and happily institute That dare as well answer a man indeed, [lains; course of learning and ingenious studies. As I dare take a serpent by the tongue: Pisa, renowned for grave citizens, Boys, apes, braggarts, Jacks, milk-sops !- Gave me my being, and my father first,
Leo. Brother Anthony- [them, yea, inerchant of great traslic' ihro' the world,
Ant. Hold you content; what, man! I know Vincentio, come of the Bentivolii. And what they weigh, even to the utmost Vincentio's son, brought up in Florence, scruple:
It shall become, to serve all hopes conceivd, Scambling, out-facing, fashion-mongering boys, To deck his fortune with his virtuous deeds: That lie, and cog, and Aout,deprave,and slander, And therefore, Tranio, for the time I study, Go anticly, and show outward hideousness, Virtue, and that part of philosophy And speak off half a dozen dangerous words, Will I apply, that treats of happiness How they might hurt their enemics, if they By virtue specially to be achiev'd. And this is all.
[durst: Tell me thy mind: for I have Pisa left, No Valor in a lad Cause.
And am to Padua come; as he that leaves In a false quarrel there is no true valor.
A shallow plash, to plunge hin in the deep,
And with satiety seeks 10 quench his thirst. Villain to be noted. Which is the villain let me see his eyes ;
Tra. Mi perdonate, gentle master mine,
I am in all affected as yourself; That when I note another man like him,
Glad that you
thus continue your resolve, I may avoid him.
To suck the sweets of sweet philosophy.
This virtue, and this moral discipline,
Let's be po stoies, nor no stocks, I pray; Death, in guerdon of her wrongs, Or so devote to Aristotle's checks,
Gives her fame which never dies ! As Ovid be an outcast quite abjur'd: So the life that died with shaine
Talk logic with aequaintance that you have, Lives in death with glorious fame! And practise rhetoric in your connon talk : Day-break.
Music and poesy use to quicken you: The wolves have prey'd ; and look the gentle The mathematics, and the metaphysics, [you: day,
Fall to them as you find your stoinach serves Before the wheels of Phæbus round about,
No profit grows where is no pleasure ta’en! Dapples the drowsy east with spots of grey.
In brief, Sir, study what you most affect.
Love at first Sight. Time of Slander a temporary Death. Tra. I She dy'd, my lord, but whiles her slander liv'd. That love should of a sudden take such hold?
pray, Sir, tell me is it possible Luc. 0, Tranio, till I found it to be true,
I never thought it possible or likely;
SHAKSPEARE. I found the effect of love in idleness :
And now in plainness do confess to thee, Thy hounds shall make the welkin answer That art to me as secret and as dear them,
As Anna to the queen of Carthage was And fetch shrill echoes from the hollow earth. Tranio, I burn, I pine, I perish, Tranio,
If I achieve not this young modest girl: Painting Dost thou love pictures ? we will fetch thee Assist me, Tranio, for I know thou wilt.
Counsel me, Tranio, for I know thou canst; Adonis, painted by a running brook; straight
Tra. Master, it is no time to chide you now, And Cytherea all in sedges hid, (breath,
[so, Which seem to move and wanton with her If love have touch'd you, nought remains but
Affection is not rated from the heart: E'en as the waving sedges play with wind.
Redime te captum quam queas minimo. Mirth and Merriment, its Advantage.
Travel. Seeing too much sadness hath congeaľ'd your Such wind as scatters young men throʻ the blood,
To seek their fortunes farther than at hoine, Pet. Why, this was moulded on a porringer. Where small experience grows.
A velvet dish!-fie, fie! 'tis lewd and filthy: Ioman's Tongue.
Why, 'tis a cockle, or a walnut-shell,
a knack, toy, a trick, a baby's cap; Think you a little din can launt my ears?
Away with it: come, let me have a bigger. Have I not in my time heard lions roar?
Cath. I'll have no bigger; this doth fit the Have I not heard ihe sea, puff d up with winds,
time, Rage like an angry boar, chafed with sweat?
And gentlewomen wear such caps as these. Have I not heard yreat ordnance in the field?
Pet. When you are gentle, you shall have And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies?
And not till then.
[one too, Have I not in a pitched battle, heard (clang?
Hor. That will not be in haste.
[speak; Loud 'larunis, neighing steeds, and trumpets' Cath. Why, Sir, I trust, I may have leave to
I And do you tell ine of a woman's tongue,
And speak I will; I am no child, no babe; That gives not half so great a blow to th' ear Your betiers have endur'd me say my mind; As will a chestint in a farmer's fire?
And if you cannot, best you stop your ears. Extremes cure each other.
My tongue will tell the anger of my heart; Where two raging tires meet together, [fury. Or else, my heart, concealing it, will break: They do consume the thing that feeds their And, rather than it shall, I will be free, Though little fire grows great with little wind, Even to the uttermost, as I please, in words. Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all. Pet. Why thou say'st true; it is a paltry cap, Beauty.
A custard coitin, a bauble, a silken pie: Say that she frown; I'll say she looks as clear I love thee well, in that thou lik'st it not.
Cath. Love ine or love me not, I like the cap; As morning rosés newly washi'd with dew.
And it I will have, or I will have none.
Pet. Thy gown? why, ay, come tailor, Preposterous ass ! that never read so far,
let us see 't. To know the cause why music was ordain'd! 0, mercy, God! what masking stuff is here! Was it not, to refresh the mind of man What's inis? a sleeve? 'tis like a demi-canAfter his studies, or his usual pain? Then give me leave to read philosophy, What! up and down, carv'd like an apple-tart? And, while I pause, serve in your harmony. Here 's snip and nip, and cut, and slish, and Wife married to all her Husband's Fortunes. Like to a censer in a barber's shop: [slash, To me she's married, not unto my clothes :
Why, what, o’devil's name, tailor, call'st Could I repair what she will wear in me,
[gown. As I can change these poor accoutrements,
Hor. I see, she's like to have neither cap nor 'Twere well for Kate, and better for myself.
Tail. You bid me make it orderly and well,
According to the fashion and the time.
Pet. Marry, and did; but if you be reinem-
I did not bid you mar it to the time. [ber'dl, Did ask if Catherine should be his wife; (loud, Go hop me over every kennel home, " Ay, by gogs-woons,” quoth he, and swore so for you shall hop without my custom, Sir: Thai, all amaz’d, the priest let fall the book; I'll none of it: hence! make your best of it. And, as he stoopt again to take it up,
Cath. I never saw a better fashioned gown, This mad-brain'd bridegroom took him such More quaint, more pleasing, more commenda cuff
[and priest; able; That down fell priest and book, and book Belike, you mean to make a puppet of me. “ Now take them up,” quoth he, if any list.”
The Mind alone valuable. Tran. What said the wench when he rose up again? [stampt and swore,
Pet. Well, come my Kate; we will unto Grem. Trembled and shook : for why, he your
father's, As if the vicar meant to cozen him.
Even in these honest inean habiliments; But, after many ceremonies done,
Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor; He calls for wine :
[aboard, For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich: "A health," quoth he, as if he had been And as the sun breaks thro' the darkest clouds, Carousing to his mates after a storm :
So honor peereth in the meanest habit. Quaff'd off the muscadel, and threw the sops
What, is the jay more precious than the lark, All in the sexton's face; having no other reason, Because his feathers are more beautiful ? But that his beard grew thin and hungerly,
Or is the adder better than the eel, And seem'd to ask his sops as he was drinking. Because his painted skin contents the eye? This done, he took the bride about the neck, O, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse And kiss'd her lips with such a clamorous For this poor furniture and mean array. smack,
A lovely Woman. That, at the parting, all the church did echo.
Fair, lovely maiden, young and affable,
, Petruchio's Trial of his Wife in the Article of More clear of hue, and far more beautiful Dress.
Than precious sardonyx, or purple rocks Hab. Here is the cap your worship did be. Of amethysts, or glistering hyacinth: speak.
-Sweet Cacherine, this lovely woman
Cath. Fair, lovely lady, bright and crystalline, But now I see our lances are but straws; Beauteous and stately as the eye-train'd bird, Our strength as weak, our weakness past comAs glorious as the morning wash'd with dew,
(are. Within whose eyes she takes her dawning That seeming to be most, which we indeed least beams,
Then veil your stomachs, for it is no boot; And golden summer sleeps upon thy cheeks ; And place your hands beneath your husband's Wrap up thy radiations in some cloud, In token of which duty, if he please, [foot: Lest that thy beauty make this stately town My hand is ready-may it do him ease! Unhabitable as the burning zone, With sweet reflections of thy lovely face. · $11. THE TEMPEST. SHAKSPBARE. Happiness attained.
Miranda and Prospero. Happily I have arrived at last
Mir. 0 I have suffer'd Unto the wished haven of my bliss.
With those that I saw suffer ! A brare vessel, Others mensured by ourselves.
Who had, no doubt, some noble creatures in
Dash'd all to pieces. O the cry did knock [her, He that is giddy thinks the world turns Against my very heart! Poor souls! they peround.
Had I been any god of power, I would [rishd. Greyhound.
Have sunk the sea within the earth, or e'er O Sir, Lucentio slipp'd me for his grey- It should the good ship. so have swallow'd, and hound,
(master. The freighting souls within her. Which runs himself, and catches for his Pros. Wipe thou thine eyes, have comfort;
The direful spectacle of the wreck which touch'd Wife's Sulimission.
The very virtue of compassion in thee, Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet life, I have with such provision in mine art And awful rule, and right supremacy; [happy! So safely order'd, that there is no soulAnd, to be short, what not, that 's sweet and No not so much perdition as an hair, The Wife's Duty to her Husband.
Betid to any creature in the vessel [sink. Fie! fie! unknit that threatning, unkind Which thou heard'st cry, which thou saw'se brow,
Caliban's Curses. And dart not scornful glances from those eyes,
As wicked dew, as e'er my mother brush'd To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor;
With raven's feather from un wholesome fen, It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads ; Drop on you both! a south-west blow on ye, Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake fair And blister you all o'er! And in no sense is meet or amiable. [buds, A woman mov'd is like a fountain troubled, I must eat my dinner. Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty, This island 's mine, by Sycorax my mother, And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty
Which thou tak'st from me. When thou Wilt deign to sip, or touch one drop of it.
[wouldst give me Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thou stroak’dst me, and mad'st much of me: Thý head, thy sovereign; one that cares for Water with berries in 't, and teach me how thee,
To name the bigger light, and how the less, And for thy maintenance commits his body, That burn by day and night: and then I lov'd To painful labor both by sea and land;
thee, To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, And show'd thee all the qualities o* th' isle, While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and And craves no other tribute at thy hands,
fertile; But love, fair looks, and true obedience ;
Curs'd be I, that I did so! all the charms Too little payment for so great a debt.
Of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you! Such duty as the subject owes a prince,
For I am all the subjects that you have, (me Even such, a woman oweth to her husband:
Who first was mine own king: and here you sty And when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, In this hard rock, whiles you do keep from me And not obedient to his honest will
Th' rest of th' island.
This isle with Calibans.
each hour Come, come, you froward and unable worms! One thing or other; when thou didst not, My mind hath been as big as one of yours,
Slike My heart as great; my reason haply more, Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble To bandy word for word, and frown for frown : 1 A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes
With words that made them known: but thy | And ride upon their backs: he trod the water,
[good-nature Whose enmity he Aung aside, and breasted Though thou didst learn, had that in 't which The surge most swoln that met him; his bold Could not abide to be with; therefore wast head Deservedly confin'd into this rock, [thou 'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison. Himself with his good arms in lusty strokes Cal. You taught me language ; and my To th' shore: that o'er his wave-worn basis profit on 't
He came alive to land.
Too severe Reproof animadverted upon.
Would I admit ; no name of magistrate; Ariel's Song
Letters should not be known; riches, poverty, Full fathom five thy father lies;
And use of service, none; contracts, succession, Of his bones are coral made;
Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, olive
Nothing of him that doth fade No occupation : all men idle, all :
And women too, but innocent and pure :
No sovereignty : Sea Nymphs hourly ring his knell.
All things in common nature should produce, Hark now I hear them, ding, dong, bell. Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Amiable Simplicity of Miranda on first View Sword, pike, knife, gọn, or need of any engine,
Would I not have; but nature should bring of Ferdinand.
forth Pros. This gallant, which thou seest, Was in the wreck : and, but he is something of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, stain'd
[mightst call him
To feed my innocent people.
To excel the golden age.
Do not omit the heavy offer of it, I ever saw so noble.
It seldom visits sorrow : when it doth, Fer. Most sure, the goddess
It is a comforter. On whom these airs attend !
A fine Aposiopesis.
They fell together all, as by consent; Mir. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a They dropp'd, as by a thunder-stroke. What If the ill spirit have so fair a house, (temple : might
(more. Good things will strive to dwell with't. Worthy Sebastian ?-O, what might?A Lover's Speech.
And yet, methinks, I see it in thy face, My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. What thou shouldst be: th’occasion speaks My father's loss, the weakness which I feel, thee; and The wreck of all my friends, or this man's My strong imagination sees a crown threats,
Dropping upon thy head. To whom I am subdu'd, are but light to me,
Caliban's Curses. Might I but through my prison once a day All the infections that the sun sucks up Behold this maid: all corners else o' th' earth From bogs, fens, Aats, on Prosper fall, and Let liberty make use of; space enough
make him Have I in such a prison.
By inch-meal a disease ! His spirits hear me, Resignation and Gratitude.
And yet I needs must curse. But they 'll not Beseech you, Sir, be merry; you have cause
pinch, (So have we all) of joy; for our escape Fright me with urchin-shows, pitch me i' th' Is much beyond our loss : our hint of woe Nor lead me, like a fire-brand, in the dark Is common ; every day some sailor's wife, The master of some merchant, and the mer. For every trifle are they set upon me:
Out of my way, unless he bid them ; but
[racle, Sometimes, like apes, that moe and chatter at Have just our theme of woe : but for the mi. And after' bite me;
then like hedge-hogs, (I mean our preservation) few in millions
which Can speak like us: then wisely, good Sir, Lie tumbling in my bare-foot way, and mount Our sorrow with our comfort. [weigh Their pricks at my foot-fall: sometime am I Description of Ferdinand's surimming ashore. All wound with adders, who with cloven I saw him beat the surges under him,
Do hiss me into madness-Lo, now, lo! Incens'd the seas and shores, yea, all the creaHere comes a spirit of his, and to torment me, Against your peace.
[tures For bringing wood in slowly: I'll fall fat:
Guilty Conscience Perchance, he will not mind me.
(), it is monstrous ! monstrous ! [it: Caliban's Promises.
Methought the billows spoke, and told me of I'll show thee the best springs : I 'll pluck The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, thee berries;
That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, proI'll fish for thee, and get thee wood enough.
nounc'd A plague upon the tyrant that I serve !
The name of Prosper. It did bass my trespass. I'll bear hiin no more sticks, bui follow thee,
Gon. All three of them are desperate; iheir Thou wondrous man..
great guilt, 1 pry'thee, let me bring thee where crabs grow; Now gins to bite the spirits.
Like poison given to work a great time after, And I with my long nails will dig thee pig-nuts; Show thee a jay's nest, and instruct thee how
Prospero's Boast of Miranda. To snare the niinble marmozet: I'll bring thee Do not smile at me that I boast her off:
O Ferdinand, To clust'ring filterds, and sometimes I 'll get For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise,' Young sea-mels from the rock. [thee
And make it halt bevind her. True and unliassed Affection. Ferdinand Continence before Marriage. bearing a Log:
Pros. If thou dost break her virgin-knot, There be some sports are painful: but their All sanctimonious ceremonies may
[ness With full and holy rite be minister'd, Delight in them sets off: some kinds of base- No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall Are nobly undergone: and most poor matters To make this contract grow; but barren hate, Point torich ends. This my mean tusk would be Sour-eyed disdain, and discord shall bestrew As heavy to me, as 'tis odious; but [dead, The union of your bed with weeds so loathly, The mistress whom I serve, quickens what 's That you shall hate it both ; therefore, lahe And makes my labors pleasures : (), she is As Hynien's lamps shall light you. (heed, Ten times more genile than her father 's
A Lover's Proieslation. crabbed :
As I hope And he's compos'd of harshness. I must re- For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, Some thousands of these logs, aud pile 'em up, With such love as 'tis now; the murkiest den, Upon a sore injunction. My sweet mistress
The most opportune place, the strong'st stig. Weeps when she sees me work: and says, such
gestion Had ne'er such executor. I forget ; [laseness Our worser genius can, shall never melt But these sweet thoughts do eren refresh my Mine honor into lust: to take away Most busy-less when I do it. [labors, The edge of that day's celebration,
When I shall think, or Phæbus' steeds are Admir'd Miranda !
Or night kept chain'd below. [founder'd, Indeed, the top of adıniration : worth
Passion too strong for lows. What's dearest to the world! full maný a lady Pros. Look thou be true; do not give dalI have eyed with best regard; and many a tine liance
(stras The harmony of their tongues haih into Too much the rein; the strongest oaths are bondage
[tues To the fire i’ the blood : be more abstemious, Brought my too diligent ears ; for several vir. Or else, good-night your vow! Have I lik'd several women: never any
Ferdinand's Answer. With so full soul, but some defect in her
I warrant you, Sir: Did quarrel with the noblest grace she own’d, | The white, cold, virgin-snow upon my heart And put it to the foil : but you, Abates the ardor of my liver. So perfect, and so peerless, are created
Vanity of Human Nature. Of every creature's best.
Pros. Our revels now are ended : these our Miranda's offering to carry the Logs for him actors is peculiarly elegant.
(As I foretold you) were all spirits, and If you 'll sit down,
Are cielted into air, into thin air : I'll bear your logs the while; pray give me
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, I'll carry it to the pile.
The cloud-capt towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea all which it inherit, shall dissolve;
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, To weep at what I'm glad of.
Leave not a rack bebind! We are such stuff I am your wife, if you will marry me: If noi, 1 'll die your maid: to be your fellow
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep. You may deny me: but I 'll be your servant,
Drunkards enchanted by Ariel. Whether you will or no.
Ariel. I told you, Sir, they were red hot Punishment of Crimes delayed, not forgotten.
with drinking; For which foul deed
So full of valor, that ihey smote the air The pow'rs, delaying, not forgetting, have For breathing in their faces : beat the ground