26 CHILDREN.CLERGY.-CONFIDENCE. If that be true, I shall see my boy again; O Lord, my boy, my Arthur, my fair son ; CLERGY. Love and meekness, Lord, But you misuse the reverence of your place; Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, CONFIDENCE. Set on your foot; And, with a heart new fir'd, I follow you, I took him for the plainest, harmless't creature, CONSCIENCE. Conscience is but a word that cowards use, What stronger breast-plate than a heart untainted? Thrice is he arm'd, that hath his quarrel just; And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted. Their great guilt, Like poison given to work a great time after, Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; Thus conscience does make cowards of us all ;: Is sickly'd o'er with, the pale cast of thought; I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our place, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstacy. O! I have pass'd a miserable night, 28 CONSCIENCE. CONSIDERATION. I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days; So full of dismal terror was the time. O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper. O, Brackenbury, I have done these things,- Leave her to heaven, The colour of the king doth come and go O, Hamlet, speak no more : Give me another horse,---bind up my wounds,- CONSIDERATION. Consideration like an angel came, And whipp'd the offending Adam out of him; Leaving his body as a paradise, To envelop and contain celestial spirits. CONSPIRACY. O conspiracy! Sham'st thou to show thy dangerous brow by night, When evils are most free? O, then, by day, Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough,. To mask thy monstrous visage? Seek none, conspi For if thou path, thy native semblance on, Between the acting of a dreadful thing, CONTEMPT. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, Thinking his prattle to be tedious: Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Hold, Clifford; do not honor him so much, CONTENT. I swear, 'tis better to be lowly born, Poor, and content, is rich and rich enough; Best state, contentless, My crown is in my heart, not on my head; Not deck'd with diamonds, and Indian stones, Nor to be seen: my crown is called content; A crown it is, that seldom kings enjoy. Most miserable He that commends me to mine own content, CORPULENCE. Would he were fatter:-But I fear him not: Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid Let me have men about me that are fat; |