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Nor did his fault'ring hands e'en then forget
May's Edward III.
Shakespear's Coriolanus. How easy is a noble fp'rit difcern'd From harsh and fulph'rous matter, that flies In contumelies, makes a noise, and stinks! May we find good and great men, that know how To stoop to wants, and mere necessities, And will not torn from any equal suits : Such men, they do not fuccour more the cause They undertake with favour and success; Than by it their own judgments they do raise, In turning just mens needs into their praise.
Johnson's Catiline. Whose breast, too narrow for her heart, was itill Her reason's throne, and prison to her will.
Sir William Davenant. Thou can'ít not reach the light that I Mall find ; A gen'rous foul is fun-fhine to the mind.
Sir Robert Howard's V. ftal Virgin. They that do An act that does deserve requital ; Pay first themselves the stock of such content :
Nature has giv'n to ev'ry worthy mind,
Sir Robert Howard's Blind Lady.
G E N T L E M A N.
shall find in him the continent Of what part a gentleman would see.
Shakespear's Hamlet. Nor stand so much on your gentility, Which is an airy, and mere borrow'd thing, From dead mens duft and bones : And none of your's, Except you make, or hold it.
Johnson's Every Man in his Humour.
, shall be quickly thrust into the kennel :
Chapman's May-Day. Gentry and baseness in all ages jarr, And poverty and wealth are still at war.
Heywood and Rowley's Fortune by Land and Sca. I am a gentleman ; and by my birth Companion with a king : a king's no more.
lam poffefsd of many fair revenues,
Heywood's Woman kill'd with Kindness
John Ford's Lady's Trial.
A gentleman free-born ; I never wore
John Ford's Lady's Triah.
G I F T S.
Shakespear's True Gentlemen of Verona.
Selves prais'd : But reserve ftill to give, left your
Johnson's Underwoods. They are the nobleft benefits, and fink Deepest in man ; of which when he doth think, The memory delights him more, from whom, Than what he hath receiv'd. Gifts stink from fome, They are so long a coming, and so hard ; Where deed is forc'd, the grace is marr’d. Can I owe thanks for courtefies receiv'd Against his will that does them: That hath weav'd Excuses or delays ? Or done them scant,
That they have more oppress'd me than my want ? Or if he did it not to succour me, But by mere chance ? For int'reft? Or to free Himself of farther trouble, or the weight Of preffure ; like one taken in a straight? All this corrupts the thanks ; less hath he won, That puts it in his debt-book ere't be done ; Or that doth sound a trumpet, and doth call His grooms to witness ; or else lets it fall In that proud manner, as a good fo gainod, Must make me sad, for what I have obtain'd. No, gifts and thanks should have one chearful face ; So each that's done, and ta'en, becomes a brace : He neither gives, or does, that doth delay A benefit : Or that doth throw't away, No more than he doth thank, that will receive Nought but in corners ; and is loath to leave,
Leaft air, or print, but fies it : Such men would
Beaumont and Fletcher's Queen of Corinth. In alms regard thy means, and others merit ;
Think heav'n a better bargain, than to give
Join hands with God to make a man to live :
Cartwright, A princely gift : But, fir, it comes too late : Like sun beams on the blasted blossoms, do Your favours fall.
Suckling's Brennoral.)" Gripe, to me all, when he is dead, will give ; Will part with nothing while he is alive : What thanks is that to gape for dead mens shoes ? To give them only when you cannot chuse? Give now ; 'tis left then 'gainst your will I know : It is twice giv'n, what living we beftow. He leaves a good name, who gives while he lives, And only carries with him what he gives.
Heath's Clarastellas - Free circumstance Does oft the value of mean things advance : Who thus repeats what he bequeath'd before, Proclaims his bounty richer than his store.
Bishop King, There the gift is free, When 'tis beftow'd on deepest misery.
Jones's Adrafia: BS
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