Part 35 (2/2)

And put in every honest hand a whip, To lash the rascal naked through the world.

Act iv. Sc. 3.

'Tis neither here nor there.

Act v. Sc. 1.

He hath a daily beauty in his life.

Act v. Sc. 2.

I have done the state some service, and they know it.

Act v. Sc. 2.

Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice.

Then must you speak.

Of one that loved not wisely, but too well.

Of one, whose hand, Like the base Judean, threw a pearl away, Richer than all his tribe.

Albeit unused to the melting mood.

THOMAS TUSSER.

1523-1580.

_Moral Reflections on the Wind_.

Except wind stands as never it stood, It is an ill wind turns none to good.

FULKE GREVILLE, LORD BROOKE.

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