Who would, unblamed, ftrike,
Must what he seems to do, not feem to like.
Orgula, or the Fatal Error.
QUACK.
ITY his ignorance!
They are the only knowing men of Europe; Great gen'ral scholars, excellent phyficians, Most admir'd statesmen, profest favourites, And cabinet counfellors to the greatest princes! The only languag'd men of all the world!
2. And, I have heard, they are most lewd impoftors; Made all of terms and fhreds; no lefs belyers Of great mens favours, than their own vile med'cines; Which they will utter upon monftrous oaths: Selling that drug for two-pence ere they part, Which they have valu'd at twelve crowns before.
Johnson's Volpone. 1. Good doctor Alcon, I am come to crave Your counsel to advife me for my health; For I fuppofe, in troth, I am not well; Methinks I fhould be fick, yet cannot tell: Something there is amifs that troubles me, For which I would take phyfick willingly.
2. Welcome, fair nymph; còme, let me try your pulfe. I cannot blame you, t' hold yourself not well. Something amifs, quoth you; here's all amifs! The whole fabrick of yourfelf diftemp'red is; The fiflole and diafole of your pulse Do fhew your paffions moft byfterical: It seems you have not careful been T'observe the prophylactick regimen Of your own body; fo that we muft now Defcend unto the therapheutical; That fo we may prevent the fyndrome Of fymptoms, and may afterwards apply
Some analeptical alexipharmacum,
be proper for your malady :
It feems, fair nymph, you dream much in the night. 1. Doctor, I do indeed.
2. I know you do ;
You're troubled much with thought.
1. I am indeed.
2. I know you are;
great heaviness about 1. Now truly fo I have. 2. I know you have; You wake oft in the night. 1. In troth I do.
2. All this I know
And this unless by phyfick you prevent, Think whereto it may bring you in the end; And therefore you must first evacuate All thofe colaxical hot humours which Disturb your heart, and then refrigerate Your blood by fome menalchian cordials,
Which you must take, and you shall straight find ease,
And in the morning I will visit you.
Out you impoftors,
Quackfalving-cheating mountebanks,
Is to make found men fick, and fick men kill!
Maffinger and Dekker's Virgin Martyr. QUALIFICATIONS.
parts in youth and manhood are the fame ; They're the fame picture in a smaller frame.
How gen'rally this gentleman doth take: For my part, as I fee not any thing In him that I much miflike, fo truly Naught that I admire :- he has some graceful And becoming parts and qualities; a Handsome way in talk; yet when I mark it
Serioufly, methinks it is as curious
Pictures, which although they make a pleafing Shew, yet, for the most part are drawn on coarse And ordinary matter. I needs must say, He has this happiness, that if he excel In aught, it is in things of that familiar Nature, that each place and company He comes in, afford him opportunity To fhew it and this certainly is the Only thing that makes him make a greater
Blaze than fome of far more worth; whofe eminence Lying in that which is more choice, cannot So frequently difcover itself; nor Is their value prostituted unto
Every eye; but they, as great bells, who Are not eafily, nor on all flight occafions, Raifed, yet being up, will far out-found Any of these tinckling ting-tang blades.
For as when fome common metals will ferve For good substantial use, yet if you ftrive To force them to more curious fhapes, they only Such rude draughts will take, as will render them More deformed: fo this gentleman, had
His coarfer foul but had the luck to have Acted in fome downright way, to have manag'd Some plodding trade, he might by long experience. Have understood himself within his sphere; Nay, have had wit enough to have got a Good eftate, and through the repute of that, Have been look'd upon by the world as wife: But this by his father's induftry being Left to his hand; the common courfe of the World, unhappily doth fling him upon. Things fit only for more refined minds ; Which although he cannot mafter, yet some Odd grudges and imperfect stamps have
Of entrance to a quarrel: But being in, Bear it, that the oppofed may beware of thee.
Shakespear's Hamlet. But yefterday, thou waft the common fecond Of all that only know thee; thou hadft bills Set up on ev'ry poft, to give thee notice
Where any diff'rence was, and who were parties ; And as to fave the charges of the law
Poor men feek arbitrators, thou wert chofen By fuch as knew thee not, to compound quarrels : But thou wert fo delighted with the fport,
That if there were no juft caufe, thou wouldst make one, Or be engag'd thyfelf: This goodly calling
Thou haft follow'd five and twenty years, and ftudy'd The criticisms of contentions, and art thou
In fo few hours transform'd?
Beaumont and Fletcher's Little French Lawyer. There's a mischief greater than all these ; A bafe and fordid provocation,
Us'd among gentlemen they cannot quarrel About a glafs of wine, but out flies ftraight Son of a whore: dead mothers must be torn Out of their graves, or living, have their names Poifon'd by a prodigious breath: It were
A brave and noble law to make this tongue Be cut for't; it would fave much blood i'th'year, That might be spent more honourably.
See the fate of traytors!
How wonderfully heav'n does bring about Their punishment, that like to canibals, The one doth eat the other!
Tatham's Diftrated State,
Of the winds got him; his cradle was a drum, And he was nurs'd upon a belfry.
He hath more rage and noise than a winter-storm : Only his virtue is, he will not out-laft it.
Sir W. Davenant's News from Plymouth.
QUEEN.
A dow'r, my lords! difgrace not fo your king, That he fhould be fo abject, bafe and poor, To chufe for wealth, and not for perfect love. Henry is able to inrich his queen;
And not to feek a queen, to make him rich: So worthless peasants bargain for their wives, As market-men for oxen, fheep or horfe : But marriage is a matter of more worth, Than to be dealt in by attorneyfhip:
Not whom we will, but whom his grace affects, Must be companion of his nuptial-bed. And therefore, lords, fince he affects her moft, It most of all these reasons bindeth us, In our opinions fhe fhould be preferr❜d: For what is wedlock forced, but a hell, An age of difcord, and continual ftrife? Whereas the contrary bringeth forth blifs, And is a pattern of celeftial peace. Whom should we match with Henry, b'ing a king, But Margret, that is daughter to a king? Her peerless feature, joined with her birth, Approves her fit for none, but for a king. Her valiant courage, and undaunted fpirit, More than in woman commonly is feen, Anfwer our hope in iffue of a king: For, Henry, fon unto a conqueror, Is likely to beget more conquerors, If with a lady of fo high refolve, As is fair Margret, he be link'd in love.
Shakespear's First Part of King Henry VI.
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