Act. IV. Sc. II.
Who would not wish to be. from wealth exempt,
Since riches point to misery and contempt ? (2) 53
III
All is oblique ;
There f s nothing level in. our cursed natures, . .
But direct villainy. Therefore, be abhorred
All feasts, societies, and throngs of men ! 54
Your greatest want is, you want much of meat.
Why should you want ? Behold,, the earth hath roots;
Within this' mile break forth a' hundred springs ; . '
The oaks bear mast, the briers scarlet hips ;
The bounteous housewife. Nature, on each bush
Lays her full mess before you. Want ! why want ? 55
TWELFTH NIGHT, Act. I. Sc. V.
Fate, show thy force : ourselves we do not owe ;
What is decreed must be, 56
THE WINTER'S TALE. Act. IV. Sc. III.
We profess
Ourselves to be the slaves of -chance, and flies
Of every wind that blows. 57
