Candlewaster

If such a one will smile and stroke his beard, / And, sorrow wag, cry 'hem!' when he should groan, / Patch grief with proverbs, make misfortune drunk / With candle-wasters—bring him yet to me, / And I of him will gather patience.

Heart, was there ever so prosperous an invention thus unluckily perverted and spoiled by a whoreson book-worm, a candle-waster?