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Page 190 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Page lii - More have I not to say (my Lords) but like as the blessed Apostle St Paul, as we read in the Acts of the Apostles, was present, and consented to the death of St Stephen, and kept their clothes that stoned him to death, and yet be they now both twain holy saints in heaven, and shall continue there friends...
Page 162 - I can perceive nothing but a certain conspiracy of rich men procuring their own commodities under the name and title of the commonwealth. They invent and devise all means and crafts, first how to keep safely without fear of losing that they have unjustly gathered together, and next how to hire and abuse the work and labour of the poor for as little money as may be.
Page 34 - ... they sell them agayne excedynge deare. And therefore (as I suppose) the whole incommoditie hereof is not yet felte. For yet they make dearth onely in those places where they sell. But when they shall fetche them...
Page xlv - I should much joy either of my gay house or of anything belonging thereunto; when if I should but seven years lie buried under the ground, and then arise and come thither again, I should not fail to find some therein, that would bid me get me out of doors; and tell me it were none of mine. What cause have I then to like such an house, as would so soon forget his master?
Page 178 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was...