The Works of George Peele, Volume 1 (Google eBook)

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W. Pickering, 1829
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Page 19 - My love is fair, my love is gay, As fresh as bin the flowers in May, And of my love my roundelay, My merry, merry, merry roundelay, Concludes with Cupid's curse, They that do change old love for new, Pray gods they change for worse ! Ambo simul.
Page 19 - My love is fair, my love is gay, . As fresh as bin the flowers in May, And of my love my roundelay, My merry merry merry roundelay, . Concludes with Cupid's curse, They that do change old love for new, Pray gods, they change for worse ! AMBO, simul.
Page xxii - Yes, trust them not: for there is an upstart crow beautified with our feathers, that with his tiger's heart, wrapt in a player's hide, supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
Page 212 - Once upon a time, there was a king, or a lord, or a duke, that had a fair daughter, the fairest that ever was; as white as snow and as red as blood : and once upon a time his daughter was stolen away: and he sent all his men to seek out his daughter; and he sent so long, that he sent all his men out of his land.
Page xxviii - I find myself disposed to review the acts and position of the general and State governments, and the spirit of the people, to discover a pretext for conformity.
Page 213 - I quite forgot ! there was a conjurer, and this conjurer could do anything, and he turned himself into a great dragon, and carried the king's daughter away in his mouth to a castle that he made of stone ; and there he kept her I know not how long, till at last all the king's men went out so long that her two brothers went to seek her.
Page xxii - I am now, be both at once of them forsaken? Yes, trust them not; for there is an upstart crow, beautified with our feathers, that, with his Tygers heart wrapt in a Players hide...
Page 213 - ... himself into a great dragon, and carried the king's daughter away in his mouth to a castle that he made of stone ; and there he kept her I know not how long, till at last all the king's men went out so long that her two brothers went to seek her. OI forget ! she (he, I would say,) turned a proper...
Page 237 - Gently dip, but not too deep, For fear thou make the golden beard to weep. Fair maid, white and red, Comb me smooth, and stroke my head, And every hair a sheaf shall be, And every sheaf a golden tree.
Page xxiv - ... is not so short, but it is more shortened by sin. The fire of my light is now at the last...

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