Sc. vi.
They flatter'd me like a dog; and told me, 1 had white
hairs in my beard, ere the black ones were there. To
say 'ay' and f no* to every thing I said ! 'Ay, and 'no*
too was no good divinity. When the rain came to wet
me once, and the wind to make me chatter ; when the
thunder would not peace at my bidding; there I found
'em 5 there I smelt 'em out. Go to, they are not men
of their words : they told me I was everything, 't is a
lie, 1 am not ague-proof. 35
RICHARD II Act. II. Sc. II.
Comfort ? s in heaven ; and we are on the earth
Where nothing lives but crosses, care, and grief. 36
Act. v. Sc. vi.
I 'll make a voyage to the Holy Land,
To wash this blood off from my guilty hand. 37
RICHARD III. Act. III. Sc. IV.
O momentary grace of mortal men,
Which we more hunt for than the grace of God !
Who builds kis hopes in air of your fair looks,
Lives like a drunken sailor en a mast,
Ready, with every nod, to tumble down
Into the fatal bowels of the deep. 38
