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Page iv - SOCIETY desire it to be understood that they are not answerable for any opinions or observations that may appear in the Society's publications; the Editors of the several Works being alone responsible for the same.
Page 92 - ... but it could not be broken by them. At the length one of them plucked out one of the...
Page 55 - Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, Smiles awake you when you rise; Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry, And I will sing a lullaby, Rock them, rock them, lullaby. Care is heavy, therefore sleep you, You are care, and care must keep you; Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry, And I will sing a lullaby, Rock them, rock them, lullaby.
Page xvi - of all the blooms Yet budding green, these youths I crave ; O, let them not have timeless tombs, For nature longer limits gave!" In saying so, the pearled tears Fell trickling from her princely eyes, Whereat his gentle queen he cheers, And says, " Stand up, sweet lady, rise! The lives of them I freely give, No means this kindness shall debar, Thou hast thy boon, and they may live To serve me in my Boulogne war.
Page 75 - Honour and youth attend to do their duty To thee, their only sovereign beauty. Beauty, arise, whilst we, thy servants, sing lo to Hymen, wedlock's jocund king. lo to Hymen, lo, lo, sing, Of wedlock, love, and youth, is Hymen king. Beauty, arise, thy glorious lights display, Whilst we sing lo, glad to see this day. lo, lo, to Hymen, lo, lo, sing, Of wedlock, love, and youth, is Hymen king. G From FORD and DEKKER'S The Sun's Darling, 1656.
Page lxvi - They much commend his elocution, but more the excellency of his pen ; for he was a scholar, and a person of a quick. dispatch (faculties that yet run in the blood) ; and they say of him, ' That his secretaries did little for him, by...
Page xvi - From Paul's I went, to Eton sent, To learn straightways the Latin phrase, Where fifty-three stripes given to me At once I had. " For fault but small, or none at all, It came to pass thus beat I was; See Udal,* see the mercy of thee To me poor lad.
Page ix - As it hath beene sundrie times lately plaid by the right honorable the Earle of Nottingham (Lord high Admirall) his servants. LONDON. Imprinted for HENRY ROCKET, and are to be solde at the long Shop under S. Mildreds Church in the Poultry. 1603.