1014954And buckle in, a waste most fathomles,

1015955With spanes and inches so dyminutue:

1016956As feares and reasons: Fie for Godly shame?

1017957Hele. No maruell though you bite so sharpe of reasons,

1018958You are so empty of them should not our father;

1019959Beare the great sway of his affaires with reason,

1020960Because your speech hath none that tell him so?

1021961Troy. You are for dreames and slumbers brother Priest,

1022962You furre your gloues with reason, here are your reasons

1023963You know an enemy intends you harme:

1024964You know a sword imployde is perilous

1025965And reason flies the obiect of all harme.

1026966Who maruells then when Helenus beholds,

1027967A Gretian and his sword, if he do set

1028968The very wings of reason to his heeles,

1030969And flie like chidden Mercury from Ioue

1029970Or like a starre disorbd? nay if we talke of reason,

1031971Sets shut our gates and sleepe: man-hood and honour,

1032972Should haue hare hearts, would they but fat their thoughts

1033973With this cram'd reason, reason and respect,

1034974Make lyuers pale, and lustihood deiect.

1035975Hect. Brother, shee is not worth, what shee doth cost the

1036976keeping.

1037977Troy. Whats aught but as tis valued.

1038978Hect. But valew dwells not in perticuler will,

1039979It holds his estimate and dignity,

1040980As well wherein tis precious of it selfe

1041981As in the prizer, tis madde Idolatry

1042982To make the seruice greater then the God,

1043983And the will dotes that is attributiue;

1044984To what infectiously it selfe affects,

1045985Without some image of th'affected merit,

1046986Troy. I take to day a wife, and my election:

1047987Is led on in the conduct of my will,

1048988My will enkindled by mine eyes and eares,

1049989Two traded pilots twixt the dangerous shore,

1050990Of will and Iudgement: how may I auoyde?

1051991(Although my will distast what it elected)

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