1 At this time I will tell no tales.
2 Tis time I should inform thee farther.
3 After a little time I'll beat him too.
4 But one fiend at a time, I'll fight their legions o'er.
5 The time 'twixt six and now Must by us both be spent most preciously.'
6 On the sixth hour, at which time, my lord, You said our work should cease.
7 My charms crack not, my spirits obey, and time Goes upright with his carriage.
8 My lord Sebastian, The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness And time to speak it in.
9 O, she is Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed, And he's composed of harshness.
10 We shall lose our time And all be turned to barnacles or to apes With foreheads villainous low.
11 Their great guilt, Like poison given to work a great time after, Now 'gins to bite the spirits.'
12 Here in this island we arrived, and here Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit Than other princes can, that have more time For vainer hours and tutors not so careful.