"--and in the midst of the service again, were it possible. For
nothing is painfuller than to have the pail shaken off the head when
it is brim-full of the waters of life, and we are walking staidly
under it."
SIR THOMAS.
"Had the learned Doctor preached again in the evening, pursuing the
thread of his discourse, he might, peradventure, have made up the
deficiencies I find in him."
WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.
"He had not that opportunity."
SIR THOMAS.
"The more's the pity."
WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.
"The evening admonition, delivered by him unto the household--"
SIR THOMAS.
"What! and did he indeed shew wind enough for that? Prithee out
with it, if thou didst put it into thy tablets."
WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.
"Alack, sir! there were so many Latin words, I fear me I should be
at fault in such attempt."
SIR THOMAS.
"Fear not; we can help thee out between us, were there a dozen or a
score."
WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.
"Bating those latinities, I do verily think I could tie up again
most of the points in his doublet."
SIR THOMAS.
"At him then! What was his bearing?"
WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.
"In dividing his matter, he spooned out and apportioned the commons
in his discourse, as best suited the quality, capacity, and
constitution of his hearers.
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