Tho' 't come too fhort, the actor May plead pardon. Lady M Ant. and Cleop.. NTD. I found you as a morfel cold upon dead Cæfar's trencher; nay, you were a fragment of Eveius Pompey's; befides, what hotter hours, unregistered in vulgar fame, have you luxurioufly pick'd out. Mr. DNN G Ant. and Cleop. Happy are they who have been my friends, and woe unto my Lord Chief Juice! Lord CH Hen. IV. Part II CLLR. -I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys, that swim on bladders, Thefe many fummers in a fea of glory, But far beyond my depth. Hen. VIII. Lady GF--- N. Quiet confummation have. And renowned be your grave. Cymb. Mr. WM W- EAD. I am about it; but indeed my invention comes from from my pate, as birdlime does from trees, it plucks out brains and all; but my mufe labours, and thus fhe is delivered. Othello. Lady DH I-GH. Cha. Well, if you were but an inch of fortune better than I, where would you chuse it? Iza. Not in my husband's nofe! Lord D-D-Y. Ant, and Cleo. Let me be no affiftant for the State, but keep a farm, and carters. Ham. Hon. Mifs M- N. Women will love her, that she is a woman, Winter's Tale, A& V. Scene II. Sir ŠAMN GID- --No We were Christians enough before; e'en as mahy as could well live one by another. This making of Chriftians will raife the price of hogs; if we all grow to be pork-eaters, we shall not fhortly have a rasher on the coals for money. Merch of Venice. Countefs She paragons description, and wild fame : Does bear all excellency. Othello, A& II. Col. H-TH-M. -Why, this is he, That kifs'd away his hand in courtesy; This is the ape of form, Monfieur the Nice. Love's Lab. Loft, A& V. Sce, 2. I fee no more in you, than in the ordinary Of Nature's fale-work! As You Like It, A& III. Sce. 2. Sir Jos A REYDS. Had he himself eternity, and could put breath in his work, he would beguile Nature of her cuftom, fo perfectly he is her ape. Lady BAR Winter's Tale, A& V. RE. "Tis that miracle, and queen of gems, That nature pranks her in, attracts my soul ! Twelfth Night, A& II. Lady Lord Newн New honours come upon him, Like our ftrange garments, cleave not to their mould, But with the aid of ufe. Dfs of C Macbeth, A& I. ---MB------ d. And didst thou not defire me to be no more familiar with common people, faying, that ere long they should call me Grace? And didft thou not kifs me? Deny it if they can'ft: I put thee now to thy book-eath! Hen. IV. Part II. Lord C-ċ N. Youth, thou bear'ft thy father's face; Frank nature, rather curious than in hafte, Hath well compos'd thee. Thy father's moral parts May't thou inherit too! All's Well, A& I. Lady ANN CL. A Lady of many accounted beautiful; but tho I could not with fach eftimable wonder believe that, yet thus far I will boldly publish here;-fhe bore a mind, that envy could not but call fair! Lady M. Lw-R, and What! have I escaped love-letters in the holidaytime of my beauty, and am I now a subject for but, let me fee-(reads). them Merry Wives of Windfor. Lady E-SK-E. Why, this is the very fame, the very words, the very hand; what doth he think of us? Lord WINCH-EA. Ibid. Whether it like me or no, I am a Gourtier ! Seeft thou not the air of court in these enfoldings? hath not my gait in it the measure of court ?- -Reflect I not on thy baseness court contempt? I am a Courtier cap-a-pie! Winter's Tale, A& IV. Sir J. WAL-CE. That face of his I do remember well; That very envy, and the tongue of loss, Twelfth Night. D-At-t |