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I did receive fair speechless messages :
MERCHANT OF VENICE, A. 1, s. 1.
A NOBLE NATURE AT WAR WITH
ARTIFICE. Timon. Uncover, dogs, and lap. [The dishes uncovered, are full of warm water. Some speak. What does his lordship mean? Some other. I know not. Tim. May you a better feast never behold,
You knot of mouth-friends! smoke, and luke
[Throwing water in their faces.
thou: [Throws the dishes at them, and drives them out. Stay, I will lend thee money, borrow none.What, all in motion ? Henceforth be no feast, Whereat a villain's not a welcome guest. Burn, house; sink, Athens ! henceforth hated be Of Timon, man, and all humanity.
TIMON OF ATHENS, A. 3, s. 6.
A NOBLE NATURE GONE ASTRAY.
It grieves many: The gentleman is learned, and a most rare speaker, To nature none more bound ; his training such, That he may furnish and instruct great teachers, And never seek for aid out of himself. Yet see When these so noble benefits shall prove Not well dispos’d, the mind growing once corrupt, They turn to vicious forms, ten times more ugly
Than ever they were fair. This man so complete,
K. HENRY VIII., A. 1, s. 2.
A TRUCE IN THE HEROIC AGE. WORTHY of arms! as welcome as to one That would be rid of such an enemy; But that's no welcome : Understand more clear What's past, and what's to come, is strew'd with
husks And formless ruin of oblivion; But in this extant moment, faith and troth, Strain'd purely from all hollow bias-drawing, Bids thee, with most divine integrity, From heart of very heart, great Hector, welcome.
TROILUS AND CRESSIDA, . 4, s. 5.
A TRUE FRIEND REBUKES WHERE
sullen, I'd be good to thee.
No, I'll nothing: for If I should be brib’d too, there would be none
left To rail upon thee; and then thou would’st sin
the faster. Thou giv’st so long, Timon, I fear me, thou
Wilt give away thyself in paper shortly:
So; Thou’lt not hear me now,—thou shalt not then,
I'll lock Thy heaven from thee. O, that men's ears
should be To counsel deaf, but not to flattery!
TIMON OF ATHENS, A. 1, s. 2.
A VIRTUOUS WIFE AND SISTER'S
OMENS MAY NOT BE DISREGARDED. ANDROMACHE. When was my lord so much
ungently tempered, To stop his ears against admonishment? Unarm, unarm, and do not fight to-day. HECTOR. You train me to offend you; get
you in : By all the everlasting gods, I'll go. AND. My dreams will, sure, prove ominous
to the day. HECT. No more, I say. .
Enter CASSANDRA. Cas. Where is my brother Hector ? · AND. Here, sister; arm’d, and bloody in
intent. Consort with me in loud and dear petition. Pursue we him on knees; for I have dream'd
Of bloody turbulence, and this whole night
sweet brother. HECT. Begone, I say: the gods have heard
me swear. Cas. The gods are deaf to hot and peevish
vows: They are polluted offerings, more abhorr'd Than spotted livers in the sacrifice.
AND. ()! be persuaded : Do not count it holy
Hold you still, I say. Mine honour keeps the weather of my fate: Life every man holds dear; but the dear man Holds honour far more precious dear than life.
TROILUS AND CRESSIDA, A. 5, s. 2.
ADMIRATION. SWEET mistress, (what your name is else I know
not, Nor by what wonder you do hit on mine,) Less, in your knowledge, and your grace, you
show not, Than our earth's wonder; more than earth divine.