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Which laboured after him to the mountain's top, Even on their knees and hands, let him slip down, Not one accompanying his declining foot.

TIMON OF ATHENS. Act I, Scene 1,

A poor sequester'd stag, That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt, Did come to languish; and indeed, my lord, The wretched animal heaved forth such groans, That their discharge did stretch his leathern coat Almost to bursting; and the big round tears Coursed one another down his innocent nose In piteous chase.

But what said Jaques ! Did he not moralize this spectacle ! 0, yes, into a thousand similes. First, for his weeping in the needless stream; “Poor deer," quoth he, “ thou mak’st a testament As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more To that which had too much.” Then, being alone, Left and abandoned of his velvet friends; “ 'Tis right,” quoth he; “ thus misery doth part The flux of company.” Anon, a careless herd, Full of the pasture, jumps along by him, And never stays to greet him: “Ay," quoth Jaques, “ Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens; 'T is just the fashion: Wherefore do you look Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there ?"


Act II, Scene 1.

Men shut their doors against a setting sun.


Act 1. Scene 2.

The swallow follows not summer more willinglynor more willingly leaves winter: such summer birds are men.


Words are easy, like the wind;
Faithful friends are hard to find;
Every man will be thy friend,
Whilst thou hast wherewith to spend;
But if store of crowns be scant,
No man will supply thy want.
If that one be prodigal,
Bountiful they will him call;
And with such like flattering,
“ Pity but he were a king.”
But if fortune once do frown,
Then farewell his great renown;
They that fawn'd on him before,
Use his company no more.—POEMS.

Ah! when the means are gone that buy this praise,
The breath is gone whereof this praise is made:
Feast-won, fast-lost; one cloud of winter showers,
These flies are couch'd.

Timon OF ATHENS. Act 11. Scene 2.

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Faithful are the wounds of a friend ;1 but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.—Prov. xxvii. 6.

Rebuke a wise man, and he will love thee.

Prov. ix. 8.

Let the righteous smite me, it shall be a kindness; and let them reprove me, it shall be an excellent oil, which shall not break my head.”—Ps. cxli. 5.

He tells me, that if, peradventure,
He speak against me on the adverse side,
I should not think it strange; for 't is a physic
That 's bitter to sweet end.


(There is) no railing in a known, discreet man, though he do nothing but reprove.

TWELFTH Night. Act 1. Scene 5. Happy are they that hear their detractions, and can put them to mending.

1 Matt. xviii. 15.

2 Prov. xxv. 12; Gal. vi. 1.

Much ADO ABOUT NOTHING. Act 11. Scene 3.

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When thou gatherest the grapes of thy vineyard, thou shalt not glean it afterward; it shall be for the stranger, for the fatherless, and for the widow."

DEUT. xxiv. 21.

Shake the superflux to them, *
And show the heavens more just.

KING LEAR. Act 111. Scene 4.



A man's heart deviseth his way; but the Lord directeth his steps. —Prov. xvi. 9.

O Lord, I know that the way of man is not in himself: it is not in man that walketh to direct his steps.?

JER. X. 23.

1 Lev. xix. 10; Ps. xli. 1. 3 Ps. xvii. 4, 5.

? Ps. xxxvii. 23. * To the poor.

There are many devices in a man's heart;l nevertheless the counsel of the Lord, that shall stand.”

Prov. xix. 21.

The lot is cast into the lap; but the whole disposing thereof is of the Lord.—Prov. xvi. 33.

We are in God's hand.


Act III. Scene 6.

There 's a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will.

HAMLET. Act v. Scene 2.

Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own.

HAMLET, Act III. Scene 2.

Heaven has an end in all.



GOD'S GUIDANCE. Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.:—Ps. cxix. 105.

God shall be my hope,
My stay, my guide, and lantern to my feet.

King HENRY VI. (2d part). Act 11. Scene 3.

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