She sets a springe to snare them all;
All 's one to her--above her fan
She 'd make sweet eyes at Caliban.
407
T.B. ALDRICH: _Coquette._


=Corruption.=

Corruption is a tree, whose branches are
Of an unmeasurable length: they spread
Ev'rywhere; and the dew that drops from thence
Hath infected some chairs and stools of authority.
408
BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER: _Hon. Man's For.,_ Act iii., Sc. 3

At length corruption, like a general flood,
(So long by watchful ministers withstood,)
Shall deluge all; and avarice creeping on,
Spread like a low-born mist, and blot the sun.
409
POPE: _Moral Essays,_ Epis. iii., Line 135.


=Counsel.=

Bosom up my counsel,
You'll find it wholesome.
410
SHAKS.: _Henry VIII.,_ Act i., Sc. 1.