:50:05
No.
Yes.
:50:10
No, I say.
I say, yea.
:50:13
No, no, they would not.
Yes, yes, they have.
:50:16
They durst not do't.
:50:17
Winter's not gone yet
till the wild geese
fly that way.
:50:23
O, how this
mother swells up
toward my heart!
:50:30
Hysterica passio,
:50:34
down,
:50:36
thou climbing sorrow,
:50:39
thy element's below.
:50:45
Where is this daughter?
With the earl, sir. Within.
:50:48
Follow me not. Stay here.
:51:05
How chance the King
comes with so small
a number?
:51:09
An thou hadst been
set i' th' stocks
for that question,
:51:11
thou hadst
well deserved it.
:51:14
We'll set thee
to school to an ant,
:51:16
to teach thee
there's no labouring
i' th' winter.
:51:19
All that follow their nose
:51:22
are led by their eyes
but blind men;
:51:25
and there's not one nose
among twenty but can
smell him that's stinking.
:51:32
Let go thy hold
when a great wheel
runs down the hill,
:51:35
lest it break thy neck
with following;
:51:38
but the great one
that goes upward,
:51:40
let him draw thee after.
:51:42
When a wise man
gives thee better counsel,
give me mine again.
:51:46
I would have none
but knaves follow it,
since a fool gives it.
:51:50
That, sir,
:51:51
# Which serves and seeks for gain #
:51:55
# And follows but for form #
:51:59
# Will pack when it begins to rain #