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FORECAST AND WATCHFULNESS.

The veins unfill'd our blood is cold, and then
We pout upon the morning, are unapt
To give or to forgive; but when we have stuff'd
These pipes and these conveyances of our blood
With wine and feeding, we have suppler souls
Than in our priest-like fasts: therefore I'll watch him
Till he be dieted to my request,

And then I'll set upon him.

81

Coriolanus, Act v. Sc. I, 1. 47.

Before the times of change, still is it so:
By a divine instinct men's minds mistrust
Ensuing dangers; as, by proof, we see
The waters swell before a boisterous storm.
But leave it all to God.

King Richard III., Act ii. Sc. 3, 1. 41.

There is a history in all men's lives,
Figuring the nature of the times deceased;
The which observed, a man may prophesy,
With a near aim, of the main chance of things
As yet not come to life, which in their seeds
And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
Such things become the hatch and brood of time.

Second Part of King Henry IV., Act iii. Sc. I, 1. 80.

The providence that 's in a watchful state Knows almost every grain of Plutus' gold, Finds bottom in the uncomprehensive deeps,

Keeps place with thought and almost, like the gods,
Does thoughts unveil in their dumb cradles.

Troilus and Cressida, Act iii. Sc. 3, l. 196.

We see which way the stream of time doth run
And are enforced from our most quiet sphere
By the rough torrent of occasion.

Second Part of King Henry IV., Act iv. Sc. 1, 1. 70.

We'll set thee to school to an ant, to teach thee there's no labouring i' the winter.1

King Lear, Act ii. Sc. 4, 1. 68.

1 The ants are a people not strong, yet they prepare their meat in the sum

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The Beneficent Use of Talents and

Wealth.

Of great riches there is no real use, except it be in the distribution; the rest is but conceit. . . . A great state left to an heir, is as a lure to all the birds of prey to seize on him. . . . Therefore defer not charities till death; for, certainly, if a man weigh it rightly, he that doth so is rather liberal of another man's than of his own.

SIR FRANCIS BACON, Essay on Riches.

A pig may poke his nose into the trough and think o' nothing outside it; but if you've got a man's heart and soul in you, you can't be easy amaking your own bed an' leaving the rest to lie on the stones.

GEORGE ELIOT, Adam Bede.

THYSELF and thy belongings

Are not thy own so proper as to waste

Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee.1
Heaven doth with us as we with torches do,

Not light them for themselves; for if our virtues

Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike

As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd
But to fine issues, nor nature never lends

The smallest scruple of her excellence

1 And ye are not your own; for ye are bought with a price.

-1 Cor. vi. 19.

But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines

Herself the glory of a creditor,

Both thanks and use.

Measure for Measure, Act i. Sc. I, 1. 30.

That man, how dearly ever parted,

How much in having, or without or in,

Cannot make boast to have that which he hath,

Nor feels not what he owes [owns], but by reflection;

As when his virtues shining upon others

Heat them and they retort that heat again
To the first giver.

No man is the lord of any thing,

Though in and of him there be much consisting,
Till he communicate his parts to others;

Nor doth he of himself know them for aught
Till he behold them form'd in the applause

Where they 're extended; who, like an arch, reverberates
The voice again, or, like a gate of steel

Fronting the sun, receives and renders back

His figure and his heat.

Troilus and Cressida, Act iii. Sc. 3, 1. 96.

Fair sir, I pity her

And wish, for her sake more than for mine own,

My fortunes were more able to relieve her;

But I am shepherd to another man

And do not shear the fleeces that I graze :

My master is of churlish disposition

THE BENEFICENT USE OF TALENTS AND WEALTH.

And little recks to find the way to heaven

By doing deeds of hospitality :

Besides, his cote, his flocks and bounds of feed
Are now on sale, and at our sheepcote now,
By reason of his absence, there is nothing
That you will feed on; but what is, come see,
And in my voice most welcome shall you be.

85

As You Like It, Act ii. Sc. 4, l. 75.

King Lear. Prithee, go in thyself; seek thine own ease : This tempest will not give me leave to ponder

On things would hurt me more.

...

I'll pray, and then I'll sleep.

Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you
From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en
Too little care of this!1 Take physic, pomp ;
Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,
That thou mayst shake the superflux to them,
And show the heavens more just.

King Lear, Act iii. Sc. 4, l. 23.

For his bounty,

There was no winter in 't; an autumn 'twas

That grew the more by reaping.2

Antony and Cleopatra, Act v. Sc. 2, 1. 86.

'Therefore all things whatsoever ye would that men should do to you, do

ye even so to them. - Matt. vii. 12.

2 There is that scattereth, and yet increaseth. - Prov. xi. 24.

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