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... right , To be your beadsman now that was your knight . From POLYHYMNIA , describing the honour- able triumph at Tylt , before Her Majestie on the 17 of Nov , & c . & c . 1590 . SONG at the Lord Mayor's Table . 1 . The storm is all over ...
... right , To be your beadsman now that was your knight . From POLYHYMNIA , describing the honour- able triumph at Tylt , before Her Majestie on the 17 of Nov , & c . & c . 1590 . SONG at the Lord Mayor's Table . 1 . The storm is all over ...
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... rights of his throne to invade . Then a health , & c . 3 . When steel - daring giants made war with the Gods , Their thunder the slaves did despise ; But when the Celestials had gotten the odds , Their throne they secur'd in the skies ...
... rights of his throne to invade . Then a health , & c . 3 . When steel - daring giants made war with the Gods , Their thunder the slaves did despise ; But when the Celestials had gotten the odds , Their throne they secur'd in the skies ...
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... right amiable ; Your smylyng countenance , so lovely to behold ' ; To us all is moste pleasant and delectable ; Of your commendations who can be wearie ? Hussa , my Mistresse Mary , I pray you be merie . Your lyps are rudde as the reddy ...
... right amiable ; Your smylyng countenance , so lovely to behold ' ; To us all is moste pleasant and delectable ; Of your commendations who can be wearie ? Hussa , my Mistresse Mary , I pray you be merie . Your lyps are rudde as the reddy ...
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... RIGHT HIGH AND HONORABLE SIR WILLIAM PAWLET , Knight , Lord Saint John , Erle of Wilshire , Marques of Winchester , Knight of the honorable Order of the Garter , one of the Queenes Majesties Privie Counsel , and Lorde Highe Treasurer of ...
... RIGHT HIGH AND HONORABLE SIR WILLIAM PAWLET , Knight , Lord Saint John , Erle of Wilshire , Marques of Winchester , Knight of the honorable Order of the Garter , one of the Queenes Majesties Privie Counsel , and Lorde Highe Treasurer of ...
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... Right Ho- norable Sir Peregrin Bartue , Knight , Lord of Willoughby and Earsby , and signed by the Author I. O. The following is a specimen : Lo here the teares and sad complaint for her , Within whose gates all joyes were once ...
... Right Ho- norable Sir Peregrin Bartue , Knight , Lord of Willoughby and Earsby , and signed by the Author I. O. The following is a specimen : Lo here the teares and sad complaint for her , Within whose gates all joyes were once ...
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Page 128 - Quicquid agunt homines, votum, timor, ira, voluptas, Gaudia, discursus, nostri farrago libelli est.
Page 363 - Yok'd with a slow-foot ox on fallow field, Can right areed how handsomely besets Dull spondees with the English dactylets. If Jove speak English in a thundring cloud, " Thwick thwack," and " riff raff," roars he out aloud. Fie on the forged mint that did create New coin of words never articulate.
Page 120 - Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet: Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye?
Page 37 - Then, nymphs, take vantage while ye may; And this is Love, as I hear say. Yet what is Love, good shepherd, show? , A thing that creeps, it cannot go, A prize that passeth to and fro, A thing for one, a thing for moe, And he that proves shall find it so; And shepherd, this is Love, I trow.
Page 79 - ... plains? Ah, sweet Content, where dost thou safely rest ? In heaven, with Angels which the praises sing Of Him that made and rules at his behest The minds and hearts of every living thing ? Ah, sweet Content, where doth thine harbour hold ? Is it in churches with religious men Which please the gods with prayers manifold, And in their studies meditate it then ? Whether thou dost in heaven or earth appear, Be where thou wilt, thou wilt not harbour here.
Page 191 - WEEP not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. Mother's wag, pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy ; When thy father first did see Such a boy by him and me, He was glad, I was woe, Fortune changed made him so, When he left his pretty boy Last his sorrow, first his joy.
Page 318 - Languages. With Arguments of Bookes and Chapters, Annotations and other necessarie Helpes for the better understanding of the Text, and specially for the Discoverie of the Corruptions of divers late Translations, and for cleering the Controversies in Religion of these Daies.
Page 122 - Even on the brink I hear him sing; If so I meditate alone, He will be partner of my moan; If so I mourn, he weeps with me, And where I am there will he be.
Page 121 - I'll make you fast it for your sin, I'll count your power not worth a pin, Alas ! what hereby shall I win, If he gainsay me? What if I beat the wanton boy With many a rod ? He will repay me with annoy, Because a god. Then sit thou...
Page 121 - I'll count your power not worth a pin: Alas, what hereby shall I win, If he gainsay me ? What if I beat the wanton boy With many a rod ? He will repay me with annoy, Because a god. Then sit thou safely on my knee, And let thy bower my bosom be, Lurk in mine eyes, I like of thee; O Cupid, so thou pity me, Spare not, but play thee.