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Bob. By St George, I was the first man that entered the breach, and had I not effected it with resolution, I had been slain, if I had had a million of lives -observe me judicially, sweet sir : they had planted me three demi-culverins just in the mouth of the breach ; now, sir, as we were to give on, their master-gunner (a man of no mean skill and mark, you must think), confronts me with his linstock, ready to give fire; I, spying his intendment, discharged my petronel in his bosom, and with these single arms, my poor rapier, ran violently upon the Moors that guarded the ordinance and put 'em pell-mell to the sword.
SCENE FROM THE ALCHEMIST
FACE, the house-keeper, in order to conceal what had been going on in his Master LOVEWIT's house, during his absence, tries to persuade him that it was shut up on account of being visited by an apparition.
Face. Good sir, come from the door.
what means the fellow !
none else but thee in the house. Face. Yes, sir, my fellow,
the cat that kept the buttery, had it on her
the house up for a month-
t' have burnt rose-vinegar, treacle tar,
have known it ;
Love. Breathe less and farther off! why this is stranger:
the neighbours tell me all here that the doors
have still been openFace. How, sir ! Love. Gallants, they tell me, men and women,
and of all sorts, tag-rag, been seen to flock hereFace. They did pass through the doors then, or walls, I assure their eye-sights and their spec
tacles ; for here, sir, are the keys, and here have been, in this my pocket now above twenty days : and for before, I kept the fort alone there.
SCENE FROM THE GUARDIAN
DURAZZO reproved by CAMILLO for indulging the extrava
gance of his nephew and ward.
Dur. Tell me of his expenses ! which of you
stands bound for a gazet ? he spends his own; and you impertinent fools or knaves, (make choice of either title, which your signiorships please)
to meddle in't. Cam. .
Your age gives privilege to this harsh language. Dur.
My age! do not use that word again ; if you do, I shall grow young and swinge you soundly. I would have you know though I write fifty odd, I do not carry an almanack in my bones to predeclare what weather we shall have; nor do I kneel in adoration of the spring and fall
before my doctor. Cam.
This is from the purpose
when I have done, nor run away so nimbly
We are glad you bear your years so well. Dur.
My years ! no more of years ; if you do, at your peril Cam. .
We desire not to prove your valour, Dur.
'Tis your safest course Cam. . But, as friends to your fame and reputation,
come to instruct you, your too much indulgence
but a bad report among wise men in Naples. Dur.. Wise men !—in your opinion; but to me
that understand myself and them, they are
but quoits and nine-pins : suffer him to converse with none but clowns and coblers.
The Painter! He! a mere dauber; A vile drudge the Farmer : their business is to labour, ours to laugh, to jeer, to quibble, .faith sirs! and to drink, aye, and to drink lustily. Is not this rare? 'Tis life, my life at least: the first of pleasures were to be rich myself; but next to this I hold it best to be a Parasite, and feed upon the rich. Now mark me right ! you know my humour, not one spark of pride, such and the same for ever to my friends : if cudgell'd, molten iron to the hammer is not so malleable; but if I cudgel, bold as the thunder : is one to be blinded ? I am the lightning's flash: to be puff'd up?
I am the wind to blow him to the bursting:
THE RIGHT USE OF RICHES
TEAK is the vanity, that boasts of riches,
for they are fleeting things; were they not such, could they be yours to all succeeding time, 'twere wise to let none share in the possession : but if whate'er you have is held of fortune, and not of right inherent, why, my father, why with such niggard jealousy engross what the next hour may ravish from your grasp, and cast into some worthless favourite's lap? Snatch then the swift occasion while 'tis yours ; put this unstable boon to nobler uses; foster the wants of men, impart your wealth and purchase friends ; 'twill be more lasting treasure, and, when misfortune comes, your best resource.
of all your mother's sons have Nature's charter
but, if you live and breathe the common air
to seek the sovereign good; nor is there one who yet hath struck upon it: Virtue some, and prudence some contend for, whilst the knot grows harder by their struggle to untie it. I, a mere clown, in turning up the soil have dug the secret forth:-All-gracious Jove ! tis Peace, most lovely and of all beloved ; peace is the bounteous goddess, who bestows weddings and holidays and joyous feasts, relations, friends, wealth, plenty, social comforts and pleasures, which alone make life a blessing.
RETORT FROM A MAN OF LOW BIRTH TO AN OLD 19
WOMAN PRATING ABOUT HER ANCESTRY
OOD gossip, if you love me, prate no more ;
Away to those, who have more need of them!