With spirits of balm and fragrant syrups mixed. Not that Nepenthes,34 which the wife of Thone In Egypt gave to Jove-born Helena, Is of such power to stir up joy as this, To life so friendly, or so cool to thirst. Why should you be so cruel to yourself, But you invert the covenants of her trust, And harshly deal, like an ill borrower, With that which you received on other terms, By which all mortal frailty must subsist, That have been tired all day without repast, And timely rest have wanted; but, fair virgin, LADY. 'T will not, false traitor! 'T will not restore the truth and honesty That thou hast banished from thy tongue with lies. Was this the cottage, and the safe abode, Thou told'st me of? What grim aspécts are these, And wouldst thou seek again to trap me here To a well-governed and wise appetite. COMUS. Oh, foolishness of men! that lend their ears To those budge doctors of the Stoic fur, And set to work millions of spinning worms, That in their green shops weave the smooth-haired silk Be vacant of her plenty, in her own loins She hutched the all-worshipped ore, and precious gems, To store her children with: if all the world Should in a pet of temperance feed on pulse, Drink the clear stream, and nothing wear but frieze, The All-giver would be unthanked, would be unpraised, Not half his riches known, and yet despised; And we should serve him as a grudging master, As a penurious niggard of his wealth, And live like Nature's bastards, not her sons, Who would be quite surcharged with her own weight, And strangled with her waste fertility; The earth cumbered, and the winged air darked with plumes,3 The herds would over-multitude their lords, The sea o'erfraught would swell, and the unsought diamond Would so emblaze the forehead of the deep, And so bestud with stars, that they below Beauty is Nature's coin, must not be hoarded, Unsavoury in the enjoyment of itself; If you let slip time, like a neglected rose It withers on the stalk with languished head.36 They had their name thence; coarse complexions, Think what, and be advised: you are but young yet. LADY. I had not thought to have unlocked my lips In this unhallowed air, but that this juggler 38 Would think to charm my judgment, as mine eyes, |