Nor good, nor bad, nor fools, nor wise;
They would not learn, nor could advise:
Without love, hatred, joy,
or fear,
They led—a kind of—as it were:
Nor wish’d, nor car’d, nor laugh’d, nor cried:
And so they liv’d, and
so they died.
Prior.—Epitaph on Jack and Joan, last lines.
I have liv’d long enough: my way of life
Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf:
And that which should accompany
old age,
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends,
I must not look to have; but, in their stead,
Curses
not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath,
Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Shakespeare.—Macbeth, Act V. Scene 3. (To Seyton on his loss of honour.)
LOAF.—And easy it is
Of a cut loaf to steal a shive, we know.
Shakespeare.—Titus Andronicus, Act II. Scene 1. (Demetrius to Aaron.)
LOAVES.—There shall be, in England, seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny; the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops; and I will make it felony to drink small beer.
Shakespeare.—King Henry VI. Part II. Act IV. Scene 2. (Cade to Dick.)
LOGIC.—He was in logic a great critic,
Profoundly skill’d in analytic:
He could distinguish, and divide
A
hair ’twixt south and south-west side;
On either which he would dispute,
Confute, change hands, and still
confute.
Butler.—Hudibras, Part I. Canto I. Line 65.