If it were done, when 't is done, then 't were well Besides, this Duncan Macbeth, Act i. Sc. 7. SHAKESPEARE. I have almost forgot the taste of fear. Put out the light, and then put out the light. To hear a night-shriek; and my fell of hair Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, I cannot give it vital growth again, Would at a dismal treatise rouse, and stir, rors: I have supped full with hor Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Macbeth, Act v. Sc. 4. All mankind SUICIDE. Is one of these two cowards; SHAKESPEARE. Our enemies have beat us to the hip: Julius Cæsar, Act v. Sc. 5. SHAKESPEARE. He That kills himself t' avoid misery, fears it, ироп Here rests his Head Juir Science fromn Large n'd not And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. Heav'h did Яве Пе to Misry all, he had, gave, to Mis a gain" d from leavin Itwas all he wish'd) a Friend No farther seek his Meries to disclose Or draw his Frailties from their dread Mode. Thave they alike in trembling Ho The Bosom of his Father, & his God. se Fyray. Harks ! To the belling bells While on the breeze our bannur floats wae. THE COMPLEYNTE OF CHAUCER TO To you, my purse, and to noon other wight I am so sorry now that ye been lyght, For certes, but-yf ye make me hevy chere, Me were as leaf be layde upon my bere, For whiche unto your mercy thus I crye, Beeth hevy ageyne, or ellès mote I dye! Now voucheth sauf this day, or it be nyghte, That of yelownesse haddè never pere. Now, purse, that ben to me my lyves lyght And saveour, as doun in this worlde here, Oute of this toune helpe me thurgh your myght, * "From this unique petition," says Mr. Gilman in his "Riverside" Chaucer, “there seems to have resulted an additional pension of forty marks a year, on the strength of which Chaucer took a lease. of a house in the garden of St. Mary's Chapel, Westminster, for fifty-three years, at an annual rent of two pounds thirteen shillings and fourpence, the lease to be void on the poet's death." So that the practical results of this poetical plaint show that Chaucer well described one of his own characteristics in his description of the MARCHANT, among his Canterbury Pilgrims, — "This worthy man ful wel his wit bisette [used].' + guide. Syn that ye wole not ben my tresorere; For I am shave as nye as is a frere. But I praye unto your curtesye Beth hevy ageyn, or ellès moote I dye ! . L'ENVOYE DE CHAUCER. O conquerour of Brutes Albyoun,* Been verray Kynge,+ this song to you I sende, And ye that mowen ‡ alle myn harme amende, Have mynde upon my supplicacioun ! GEOFFREY CHAUCER. SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. FROM "AN ELEGY ON A FRIEND'S PASSION FOR HIS ASTROPHILL." WITHIN these woods of Arcadie He chiefe delight and pleasure tooke, And on the mountaine Parthenie, Upon the chrystall liquid brooke, The Muses met him ev'ry day, That taught him sing, to write, and say. When he descended downe to the mount, To heare him speake and sweetly smile, |