COPYRIGHT, 1908, BY THOMAS Y. CROWELL & CO.

PUBLISHED SEPTEMBER, 1908

HARVARD
UNIVERSITY
LIBRARY

COMPOSITION AND ELECTROTYPE PLATES BY

D. B. UPDIKE, THE MERRYMOUNT PRESS, BOSTON

There is a history in all men's lives
Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd:
The which observed, a man may prophesy,
With a near aim, of the main chance of things
As yet not come to life, which in their seeds
And weak beginnings lie intreasured.

JANUARY THIRD

Second Part King Henry IV, III. i.

All with one consent praise new-born gauds, Though they are made and moulded of things past; And give to dust that is a little gilt

More laud than gilt o'er-dusted.

The present eye praises the present object.

Troilus and Cressida, III. iii.

Let's take the instant by the forward top;
For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees
The inaudible and noiseless foot of Time
Steals ere we can effect them.

All's Well That Ends Well, v. iii.

JANUARY FIFTH

Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
Thou dost not bite so nigh
As benefits forgot;

Though thou the waters warp,

Thy sting is not so sharp

As friend remember'd not.

As You Like It, II. vii.

JANUARY SIXTH

Nature hath fram'd strange fellows in her time:
Some that will evermore peep through their eyes
And laugh like parrots at a bag-piper,
And other of such vinegar aspect

That they'll not show their teeth in way of smile,
Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable.

JANUARY SEVENTH

Merchant of Venice, 1. i.

Melancholy is the nurse of frenzy:

Therefore they thought it good you hear a play

And frame your mind to mirth and merriment, Which bars a thousand harms, and lengthens life. Taming of the Shrew, IND. ii.

JANUARY EIGHTH

Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it doth singe yourself; we may outrun
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running. Know you not
The fire that mounts the liquor till 't run o'er,
In seeming to augment it wastes it?

King Henry VIII, 1. i.

JANUARY NINTH

He that stands upon a slippery place Makes nice of no vile hold to stay

him

up.

King John, III. iv.

The fool slides o'er the ice that

you Troilus and Cressida, 1. iii.

should break.

JANUARY TENTH

Things won are done; joy's soul lies in the doing. That she beloved knows nought that knows not this:

Men prize the thing ungain'd more than it is.

Troilus and Cressida, 1. ii.