Hast any philosophy in thee shepherd? .• • • • . . . He that wants money, means and content, is without three good friends; that the property of rain is to wet and fire to burn; that good pasture makes fat sheep, and a great cause of the night is lack of the sun; that he that hath learned no wit by nature nor art may complain of good breeding or comes of a very dull kindred.

Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar? And the creature run from the cur. There thou mightst behold the great image of authority-a dog's obeyed in office.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

we are the lords of all eternity

Yea from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records.

Conscience doth make cowards of us all.

O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.