Act I, Scene 143

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• Shakespeare. Lo! as a careful housewife runs to catch 1990
  One of her feather'd creatures broke away,
  Sets down her babe and makes an swift dispatch
  In pursuit of the thing she would have stay,
  Whilst her neglected child holds her in chase,
  Cries to catch her whose busy care is bent 1995
  To follow that which flies before her face,
  Not prizing her poor infant's discontent;
  So runn'st thou after that which flies from thee,
  Whilst I thy babe chase thee afar behind;
  But if thou catch thy hope, turn back to me, 2000
  And play the mother's part, kiss me, be kind:
  So will I pray that thou mayst have thy 'Will,'
  If thou turn back, and my loud crying still.