a To their benumbed* wills, resist the same; 26-ii. 2. 396 Gold all things obey. 'Tis gold, Which buys admittance; oft it doth ; yea, and makes Diana's rangers, false themselves, yield up Their deer to the stand of the stealer; and 'tis gold Which makes the true man kill'd, and saves the thief; Nay, sometimes hangs both thief and true man: What Can it not do, and undo? 31-ii. 3. 397 The mind contaminated by gold. This yellow slave 27-iv. 3. 398 The venom of Slander. Slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world; kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave, This viperous slander enters. 31-iii. 4. 399 Destiny. All unavoided || is the doom of destiny, When avoided grace makes destiny. 24-iv. 4. 400 Honour. The due of honour in no point omit. IT 31-iii. 5. * Inflexible. † Sorrowful. fi. e. Gold restores her to all the sweetness and freshness of youth. § Persons of highest rank. | Unavoidable. I Heb. ii. 3. Rom. xiii. 7. 401 The world deluded by appearances. 9-iii. 2. 402 Futurity wisely concealed. O heaven! that one might read the book of fate; And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level, and the continent (Weary of solid firmness) melt itself Înto the sea ! and, other times, to see The beachy girdle of the ocean Too wide for Neptune's hips; how chances mock, And changes fill the cup of alteration With divers liquors! O, if this were seen, The happiest youth,-viewing his progress through, *Winning favour, pleasing, Curled. Treacherous. What perils past, what crosses to ensue, 19—ii. 1. 403 Decaying love, its effects. 29-iv. 2. 404 Friendship, its caprices. O, world, thy slippery turns! Friends now fast sworn, Whose double bosoms seem to wear one heart, Whose hours, whose bed, whose meal and exercise, Are still together, who twin, as 'twere in love Unseparable, shall within this hour, On a dissension of a doit, break out To bitterest enmity: So, fellest foes, Whose passions, and whose plots, have broke their sleep To take the one the other, by some chance, Some trick not worth an egg, shall grow dear friends, And interjoin their issues. 28-iv. 4. 405 Sorrow, heaviest when unaided by the tongue. The heart hath treble wrong, Poems. 406 The effects of trials. You were used To say, extremity was the trier of spirits ; That common chances common men could bear; That, when the sea was calm, all boats alike Show'd mastership in floating : fortune's blows, When most struck home, being gentle wounded, crave A noble cunning 28-iv. 1. 407 Female frailty. Women are frail; Ay, as the glasses where they view themselves; Which are as easy broke as they make forms. Nay, call us ten times frail ; For we are soft as our complexions are, And credulous to false prints. 5-ii. 4. 408 Inexperience. 24-iii. 1. 409 Violent commotion. Riotous madness, To be entangled with those mouth-made vows, Which break themselves in swearing ! 30-i. 3. 410 Hypocrisy. It oft falls out, To have what we'd have, we speak not what we mean. 5-ii. 4. 411 Oppression. 9-iv. 1. 412 Danger of precipitancy. Marriage. * Dan. iii, 22. Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn, 7-i. 1. 414 The same. Let still the woman take However we do praise ourselves, 4-ü. 4. 415 Filial ingratitude. Filial ingratitude! Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand, For lifting food to't ? 34-iii. 4. 416 Calumny. 25-i. 2. 417 Benefit of communication with friends. You do, surely, but bar the door upon your own liberty, if you deny your griefs to your friend. 36-iii. 2. 418 Human nature alike in all. Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? if you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? 9-iii. 1. 419 Good may be extracted from evil. There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Would men observingly distil it out; * Thicket of thorns. |