thou must needs be taught before thou can do either: much more in matter of life.

‘For thou art born a mere slave, to thy senses and brutish affections;’ destitute without teaching of all true knowledge and sound reason.

XXVIII. ‘My heart smiled within me.’ ‘They will accuse even virtue herself; with heinous and opprobrious words.’

XXIX. As they that long after figs in winter when they cannot be had; so are they that long after children, before they be granted them.

XXX. ‘As often as a father kisseth his child, he should say secretly with himself’ (said Epictetus,) ‘tomorrow perchance shall he die.’ But these words be ominous. No words ominous (said he)