Anecdotes of Literature and Scarce Books, Volume 2F. C. & J. Rivington, 1807 - Bibliography |
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... Come from the Indies hether ; It passed sea and land , Ere it came to my hand , And scaped the wind and weather . This makes me sing , & c . TOBACCO TOBACCO is a Critticke , That still old paper turneth 10 OLD SONGS .
... Come from the Indies hether ; It passed sea and land , Ere it came to my hand , And scaped the wind and weather . This makes me sing , & c . TOBACCO TOBACCO is a Critticke , That still old paper turneth 10 OLD SONGS .
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... land doth monarchize , Vertue is exiled from every cittie ; Vertue is a foole , Vice onely wise ; O pittie , pittie , Vertue weeping dies . Vice laughs to see her faint , àlacke the time , This sinckes , with painted wings the other ...
... land doth monarchize , Vertue is exiled from every cittie ; Vertue is a foole , Vice onely wise ; O pittie , pittie , Vertue weeping dies . Vice laughs to see her faint , àlacke the time , This sinckes , with painted wings the other ...
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... land ; At natures giftes that are so rare , All men amazed do stand . But to the cleerer judgment , those Are but a womans necke and nose . For foure lines in passion I can dye , As is the lovers guise , And dabble too in poetry ...
... land ; At natures giftes that are so rare , All men amazed do stand . But to the cleerer judgment , those Are but a womans necke and nose . For foure lines in passion I can dye , As is the lovers guise , And dabble too in poetry ...
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... land , Is the obiect of the peoples best esteeme : So whilst the glorious Day star shines more bright , Cleare Hesperus obscur'd doth giue no light . Sweet - seated Sals - bury Wilshyres ornament , Neighb'red with plaines , graced with ...
... land , Is the obiect of the peoples best esteeme : So whilst the glorious Day star shines more bright , Cleare Hesperus obscur'd doth giue no light . Sweet - seated Sals - bury Wilshyres ornament , Neighb'red with plaines , graced with ...
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... Land and Sea , Sir John Norris and Sir Francis Drake , Knightes . Your vertues famed by your fortunes , and fortunes renowned by your vertues ( thryce ho- norable Generalles ) together with the admi- ration the worlde hath worthily ...
... Land and Sea , Sir John Norris and Sir Francis Drake , Knightes . Your vertues famed by your fortunes , and fortunes renowned by your vertues ( thryce ho- norable Generalles ) together with the admi- ration the worlde hath worthily ...
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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.