Pray so; and, for the ordering your affairs,

To sing them too: When you do dance, I wish you
A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do

Nothing but that; move still, still so, and own
No other function: Each your doing,

So singular in each particular,

Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.

TRUE LOVE.

He says, he loves my daughter;

I think so too; for never gaz'd the moon
Upon the water, as he'll stand, and read,
As 'twere, my daughter's eyes: and, to be plain,
I think, there is not half a kiss to choose,
Who loves another best.

PRESENTS LIGHTLY REGARDED BY REAL LOVERS.

Pol.

How now, fair shepherd?

Your heart is full of something, that does take
Your mind from feasting. Sooth, when I was young,
And handed love, as you do, I was wont

To load my she with knacks: I would have ransack'd
The pedlar's silken treasury, and have pour'd it
To her acceptance; you have let him go,
And nothing marted with him; if your lass
Interpretation should abuse; and call this
Your lack of love, or bounty: you were straited f
For a reply, at least, if you make a care

Of happy holding her.

Flo.
Old sir, I know,
She prizes not such trifles as these are:

The gifts she looks from me, are pack'd and lock'd
Up in my heart; which I have given already,
But not deliver'd.-O, hear me breathe my life
Before this ancient sir, who, it should scem,
Hath sometime lov'd: I take thy hand, this hand,
As soft as dove's down, and as white as it;

*Bought, trafficked.

+ Put to difficulties.

Or Ethiopian's tooth, or the fam'd snow,

'That's bolted* by the northern blasts twice o'er.

A FATHER THE BEST GUEST AT HIS SON'S NUPTIALS.

Pol.

Methinks, a father

Is, at the nuptial of his son, a guest

That best becomes the table. Pray you, once more: Is not your father grown incapable

Of reasonable affairs? Is he not stupid

With age, and altering rheums? Can he speak? hear? Know man from man? dispute his own estate †? Lies he not bed-rid? and again does nothing,

But what he did being childish?

Flo.
No, good sir;
He has his health, and ampler strength, indeed,
Than most have at his age.

Pol.

By my white beard, You offer him, if this be so, a wrong

Something unfilial: Reason, my son,

Should choose himself a wife; but as good reason,
The father (all whose joy is nothing else

But fair posterity), should hold some counsel
In such a business.

RURAL SIMPLICITY.

I was not much afeard: for once or twice,
I was about to speak; and tell him plainly,
The self-same sun, that shines upon his court,
Hides not his visage from our cottage, but
Looks on alike.

LOVE CEMENTED BY PROSPERITY, BUT LESSENED BY ADVERSITY.

Prosperity's the very bond of love;

Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together Affliction alters.

*The sieve nsed to separate flour from bran is called a bolting-cloth. Talk over his affairs.

ACT V.

WONDER, PROCEEDING FROM SUDDEN JOY.

THERE was a speech in their dumbness, language in their very gesture; they looked, as they had heard of a world ransomed, or one destroyed: A notable passion of wonder appeared in them: but the wisest beholder, that knew no more but seeing, could not say, if the importance* were joy or sorrow: but in the extremity of the one, it must needs be.

A STATUE.

What was he that did make it?-See, my lord, Would you not deem it breath'd? and that those veins Did verily bear blood?

Pol.

Masterly done: The very life seems warm upon her lip.

Leon. The fixure of her eye has motion in't† As we are mock'd with art.

Still, methinks,

There is an air comes from her: What fine chizzel Could ever yet cut breath? Let no man mock me, For I will kiss her.

A WIDOW COMPARED TO A TURTLE.

I, an old turtle,

Will wing me to some wither'd bough; and there My mate, that's never to be found again,

Lament till I am lost.

*The thing imported.

ti. e. Though her eye be fixed, it seems to have motion in it.

+ As if.

THE

Beauties of Shakspeare.

PART THE SECOND.

HISTORICAL PLAYS,

Chronologically Arranged.

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