And all his ease was in his Wife to see The cheater found the evil of the cheat; The Husband grieved-nor was the Wife at rest; TALE XIII. JESSE AND COLIN. Then she plots, then she ruminates, then she devises, and what they think in their hearts they may effect, they will break their hearts but they will effect. Merry Wives of Windsor, Act II. Scene 2. She hath spoken that she should not, I am sure of that; Macbeth, Act V. Scene 1. Our house is hell, and thou a merry devil. Merchant of Venice, Act II. Scene 3. And yet, for aught I see, they are as sick that surfeit of too much, as they that starve with nothing; it is no mean happiness, therefore, to be seated in the mean. Merchant of Venice, Act I. Scene 2. TALE XIII. JESSE AND COLIN. A VICAR died and left his Daughter poor- "I know his love, his temper I can trust; ̧ "A worthy lady, who it seems has known "A world of griefs and troubles of her own: “I was an infant, when she came, a guest "Beneath my Father's humble roof to rest; "Her kindred all unfeeling, vast her woes, "Such her complaint, and there she found repose; "Enrich'd by fortune, now she nobly lives, "And nobly, from the blest abundance, gives; "The grief, the want of human life, she knows, "And comfort there and here relief bestows; "But are they not dependants?—Foolish pride! "Am I not honour'd by such friend and guide? "Have I a home," (here Jesse dropp'd a tear), "Or friend beside?"-A faithful friend was near. Now Colin came, at length resolved to lay His heart before her and to urge her stay; True, his own plough the gentle Colin drove, An humble farmer with aspiring love; Who, urged by passion, never dared till now, Thus urged by fears, his trembling hopes avow: Her father's glebe he managed; every year The grateful Vicar held the Youth more dear; He saw indeed the prize in Colin's view, And wish'd his Jesse with a man so true; |