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Page 101 - His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Page 199 - He was a very fine gentleman, active, and full of courage, and most accomplished in those qualities of horsemanship, dancing, and fencing, which accompany a good breeding; in which his delight was. Besides that he was amorous in poetry and music, to which he indulged the greatest part of his time ; and nothing could...
Page 222 - He must be more than subject who can utter The language of a king, and such is thine. Take this for answer: be whate'er thou art, Thou never shalt repent that thou hast put Thy cause and person into my protection.
Page 274 - When she was brought to the King, it was commonly said, that the King received her not only with compassion, but with affection; pity giving more impression...
Page 84 - Dress up with musk-rose her eglantine bowers, Daffodils strew the green; Sing, dance, and play, 'Tis holiday; The sun does bravely shine On our ears of corn. Rich as a pearl Comes every girl: This is mine! this is mine! this is mine! Let us die, ere away they be borne. Bow to the sun, to our queen, and that fair one Come to behold our sports ; Each bonny lass here is counted a rare one, As those in princes
Page 125 - Apartment. Enter ITHOCLES. Ith. Ambition ! 'tis of vipers' breed : it gnaws A passage through the womb that gave it motion. Ambition, like a seeled ' dove, mounts upward, Higher and higher still, to perch on clouds, But tumbles headlong down with heavier ruin. So squibs and crackers fly into the air, Then, only breaking with a noise, they vanish In stench and smoke.
Page 272 - KATHERINE and JANE in riding-suits, with one Servant. Kath. It is decreed ; and we must yield to fate, Whose angry justice, though it threaten ruin, Contempt, and poverty, is all but trial Of a weak woman's constancy in suffering. Here, in a stranger's and an enemy's land, Forsaken and unfurnish'd of all hopes But such as wait on misery, I range, To meet affliction wheresoe'er I tread.
Page xxxiii - Whom art had never taught clefs, moods, or notes, Should vie with him for mastery, whose study Had busied many hours to perfect practice : To end the controversy, in a rapture Upon his instrument he plays so swiftly, So many voluntaries, and so quick, That there was curiosity and cunning...
Page 100 - I but deceived your eyes with antic gesture, When one news straight came huddling on another Of death ! and death ! and death ! still I danced forward ; But it struck home, and here, and in an instant. Be such mere women, who with shrieks and outcries Can vow a present end to all their sorrows, Yet live to court new pleasures, and outlive them : -They are the silent griefs which cut the heart-strings; Let me die smiling.