Hast thou climbed up to the full age of thy few days? Look backwards, and thou shalt see the frailty of thy youth, the folly of thy childhood, and the waste of thy infancy look forwards, thou shalt see the cares of the world, the troubles of thy mind, the diseases of thy body. EPIG. 12. To the middle-aged. Thou that art prancing on the lusty noon JOHN T JOHN iii. 30. He must increase, but I must decrease. IME voids the table, dinner's done: To th' borders of the western road; Her seir-grown twig: a breath ev'n shakes To draw her wanton colours in, Damask'd the downy cheek, and told *Voids; i. e. clears off. A harm A harmless guilt, unask'd, is now And wound your names; the pop`lar ear Seest |