200 You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate That do corrupt my air. 201 What's the matter, you dissentious rogues, 202 You souls of geese, 28-iii. 3. 28-i. 1. That bear the shapes of men, how have you run 203 28-i. 4. You are potently opposed; and with a malice 204 25-v. 1. It was always yet the trick of our English nation, if they have a good thing, to make it too common. 205 19-i. 2. The clothier means to dress the commonwealth, and turn it, and set a new nap upon it. 206 The caterpillars of the commonwealth. 207 22-iv. 2. 17-ii. 3. Being not propp'd by ancestry (whose grace 9 Think. .... * Christ. I cannot tell What Heaven hath given him, let some graver eye Pierce into that; but I can see his pride Peep through each part of him: Whence has he that, If not from hell? 208 25-i. 1. We must suggest the people, in what hatred Of no more soul, nor fitness for the world, 209 I love the people, But do not like to stage me to their eyes: Though it do well, I do not relish well Their loud applause, and aves vehement: Nor do I think the man of safe discretion, That does affect it. 210 Let not the world see fear, and sad distrust, 211 28-ii. 1. 5-i. 1. 16-v. 1. Be great in act, as you have been in thought; 212 16-v. 1. Shew boldness and aspiring confidence. 16-v. 1. 213 Something, sure, of state, Hath puddled his clear spirit: and, in such cases, Men's natures wrangle with inferior things, Though great ones are their object. 'Tis even so; For let our finger ache, and it indues Our other healthful members ev'n to that sense Of pain. 37-iii. 4. 214 Who is so gross, That cannot see this palpable device? Yet who so bold, but says he sees it not? 215 24-iii. 6. For the mutable, rank-scented many, let them Therein behold themselves: I say again, In soothing them, we nourish 'gainst our senate Which we ourselves have plough'd for, sow'd, and scatter'd, By mingling them with us, the honour'd number; 216 The man was noble, 28-iii. 1. But with his last attempt he wiped it out; 217 Behold, destruction, frenzy, and amazement, 28-v.3. 26-v. 3. 218 Be factious for redress of all these griefs; As who goes farthest. 219 29-i. 3. Courtiers as free, as debonair, unarm'd, As bending angels; that's their fame in peace: But when they would seem soldiers, they have galls, Good arms, strong joints, true swords; and Jove's accord, Nothing so full of heart. 220 Civil dissension is a viperous worm, That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth. 221 Cruel are the times, when we are traitors, 26-i. 3. 21-iii. 1. And do not know ourselves: when we hold rumour From what we fear, yet know not what we fear; But float upon a wild and violent sea, Each way, and move. 15-iv. 2. 222 Great promotions Are daily given, to enoble those That scarce, some two days since, were worth a noble. 223 We hear this fearful tempest sing, Yet seek no shelter to avoid the storm; 224 The jury, passing on the prisoner's life, 24-i. 1. 17-ii. 1. May, in the sworn twelve, have a thief or two Guiltier than him they try: What's open made to justice, That justice seizes. What know the laws, That thieves do pass on thieves? 225 If little faults, proceeding on distemper, 5-ii. 1. Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye, When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd, and digested, Appear before us? 226 We must not make a scare-crow of the law, 20-ii. 2. Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, 227 5-ii. 1. We see which way the stream of time doth run, 228 Poise the cause in justice' equal scales, 19-iv. I. Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause pre vails. 229 Contention, like a horse, 22-ii. 1. Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose, And bears down all before him. The tag,-whose rage doth rend 230 Like interrupted waters, and o'erbear What they are used to bear. 231 19-i. 1. 28-iii. 1. Tiger-footed rage, when it shall find The harm of unscann'd swiftness, will, too late, Tie leaden pounds to his heels. 28-iii. 1. 232 The present time's so sick, That present medicine must be minister'd, Or overthrow incurable ensues. O conspiracy! 233 16-v. 1. Sham'st thou to shew thy dangerous brow by night, When evils are most free? O, then, by day, Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, con spiracy; Hide it in smiles and affability: For if thou put thy native semblance on, |