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Who stuck and spangled you with flatteries,
Washes it off, and sprinkles in your faces
Your reeking villany. Live loath'd, and long ;
Moft smiling, smooth, detefted parasites ;
Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek bears,
You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time-fies,
Cap-and-knee slaves, vapors, and minute-jacks ;
Of man and beast the infinite malady
Crust you quite o'er !

Shakespear's Timon.

O! your parasite
Is a most precious thing, drop'd from above ;
Not bred 'mongst clods and clod-polls here on earth.
I muse, the mystery was not made a science,
It is so lib'rally profest ! almost
All the wise world is little else in nature,
But parasites, or sub-parafites. And, yet,
I mean not those that have your bare town-art,
To know who's fit to feed them; have no house,
No family, no care,

and therefore mould
Tales for mens ears, to bait that sense ; or get
Kitchen-invention, and some ftale receipts
To please the belly, and the groin ; nor those
With their court dog-tricks, that can fawn and Aeer,
Make their revenue out of legs and faces;
Eccho my lord, and lick away a moth:
But your fine elegant rascal, that can rise,
And stoop, almoit together; like an arrow
Shoot through the air as nimbly as a star :
Turn short, as doth a swallow ; and be here,
And there; and here, and yonder, all at once ;
Present to any humour, all occasion ;
And change a vizor, swifter than a thought !
This is the creature had the art born with him ;
Toils

not to learn it, but doth practice it Out of most excellent nature : and such sparks Are the true parasites, others but their zanies.

Johnson's Volpone.

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'Tis true, that fway'd by strong necessity,
I am enforc'd to eat my careful bread,
With too much obsequy; 'tis true, beside,
That I am fain to spin myown poor raiment,
Out of my mere observance, b’ing not born
To a free fortune : but that I have done
Base offices, in rending friends afunder ;
Dividing families; betraying councils ;
Whispring false lies, or mining men with praise ;
Train'd their credulities with perjuries ;
Corrupted chastity ; or am in love
With mine own tender ease, but would not rather
Prove the most rugged and laborious course,
That might redeem my present estimation ;
Let me here perish, in all hope of goodness.

Johnson's Volpone,
A taffell that hangs at my purse strings; he dogs
Me, and I give him scraps, and pay for his
Ordinary, feed him ; he liquors himself
In the juice of iny bounty ; and when he
Hath fuck'd up strength of spirit, he squeaseth
It in my own face : when I have refind
And sharpned his wits with good food, he cuts
My fingers, and breaks jefts upon me ;
I bear them, and beat him.

Marston's What you will. P A R: DO N. Twice faying pardon, doth not pardon twain; But makes one pardon strong. The word is short, but not lo short as sweet ; No word like pardon, for kings mouths so meet.

Shakespear's K. Richard II, The higher those great powers have rais'd you, Press that which lies below, with gentler weight : To pardon miseries is fortune's height.

Goffe's Couragious Turk. When I call to mem'ry our long friendship, Methinks it cannot be too great a wrong,

That

That then I should not pardon. Why should man,
For a poor hafty syllable or two,
And vented only in forgetful fury,
Chain all the hopes and riches of his soul,
To the revenge of that, die loft for ever?
For he that makes his last peace with his maker
In anger ; anger is his peace eternally:
He must expect the same return again,
Whose venture is deceitful.

Middleton and Rowley's Fair Quarrel. But by his heralds first he pardons sent,

So Tamberlaine sent his white flag before.
Henry by lenitives, not corr'fivès meant

Those ulcerated members to restore.
No soldier but a herald ; nor a blow;
But strange, a pardon overthrew the foe.
The best of trophies ; chiefly when the war

Is between king and subject : those are best
Complexion'd conquests, which least fanguine are ;

And those most modest, which do blush the lealt. Camillus, once was by Rome's senate thought

Worthy to triumph, tho' he had not fought.
And greatest trophy too: they laid their hearts

Ac Henry's feet to be triumphed o'er,
And yielded their minds captive; which imparts
The bravest glory to the conqueror,

Aleyn's Henry VII. When Kent was in com mmotion, I know,

Corr'lives did cure the ulcers of the state ; But should you use that course of physick now,

You might the patients more exasperate ? So the same simples, as th' experienc'd find, Gather'd at sev'ral times, do purge or bind, If to be great, not good were your intent;

I have chalk'd out your way: 'twere a false aim, If by the ruins of the flain you meant, To raise the pile and structure of your fame :

They

They which survive will the best trophies be,
And living statues of this victory.

Aleyn's Henry VII.
If Rome could pardon sins, as Romans hold ;
And if such pardons might be bought with gold ;
An eafy judgment might determine which
To chuse ; to be religious, or else rich :
Nay, Rome does pardon ; pardons may be sold :
We'll search no scriptures; but the mines for gold.

Quarles Have you no words but what are only good, Because their ill is quickly understood ? Dispose of Claudio's life ! Whilft cruel you Seem dead, by being deaf to all that sue: Till by long cuftom of forgiving none, You're so averse to all forgiveness grown, That in your own behalf you shall deny To hear of absolution, when you die.

Sir W. Davenant's Law against Lovers.

P A R E N I S.
Unreasonable creatures feed their

young ;
And tho' man's face be fearful to their eyes,
Yet, in protection of their tender ones,
Who hath not seen them, even with those wings,
Which sometimes they have us'd with fearful flight,
Make war with him that climb'd unto their nest,
Off'ring their own lives in their young's defence ?

Shakespear's Third Part of King Henry VI.

Parents are o'erseen, When with too strict a rein, they do hold in Their child's affections ; and controul that love, Which the high pow'rs divine instruct them with: When, in their shallow judgments, they may know, Affection crossd, brings misery and woe.

Robert Taylour's Hog hath lost his Pearl. Fathers that deny their daughters lawful Pleasures, when ripe for them ; in some kind, edge

Their appetites, to taste of the fruit that
Is forbidden.

Beaumont and Fletcher's Elder Brother.
Oh, the blindness of a cov'tous wretched
Father, that is led only by the ears,
And in love with sounds ! Nature had done well
To have thrust him into the world without
An eye, that like a mole is so affeEted
To base earth ; and there means to dig for paradise.
Fathers their children, and themselves abule ;
That wealth, a husband, for their daughters chuse.

Shirley's School of Compliments. Honour thy parents to prolong thine end; With them, though for a truth, do not contend : Though all should truth defend, do thou lose rather The truth a while, than lose their loves for ever : Whoever makes his father's heart to bleed ; Shall have a child that will revenge the deed.

Randolph. PA RT I N G. And by the way, she fundry purpose found

Of this or that, the time for to delay ; And of the perils whereto he was bound,

The fear whereof seem'd much her to affray :

But allshe did, was but to wear out day. Full oftentimes she leave of him did take;

And eft again deviz'd somewhat to say, Which she forgot ; whereby excuse to make : So loth she was his company for to forsake.

Spenser's Fairy Queen. Parting is such sweet forrow, That I shall say good night, till it be morrow.

Skakespear's Romeo and Juliet. I would have thee gone, And yet no further than a wanton's bird, That lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor pris'ner in his twisted gyves ; And with a silk-thread plucks it back again,

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