What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Other editions - View all
An't beauty better Bishop Bishop of Ely Boccacio breath brest Carneade Church copy dayes delight desire discouery discourse doth eares edition England English Epigrams Exon eyes faire faisons le seruice fame farre feare George Steevens glory Gossan grace hart hast hath haue heart heaven honour hope John John Palsgrave Judge Jefferies King Knight Latin learned London Lord loue Monsieur nous faisons muse musicke noble Paulus Jovius Peter Short pipe pleasure poem pounds praise printed Quire rare rarity reader Richard Brathwait Right Honourable ROYBON sayd Sermon shee shepheard shew sighs sight sing singular SONG soule sound specimen sunne sweet thee thereof Thetis thine thing Thomas thou thought tion tract translated true unto verses vertue vnto volume voyage vpon Walter Hammond wheel wherein whilst words worthy
Page 94 - your rose-buds whilst you may, For time is still a flying, And that same flower which grows to-day, To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he is getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer is to setting.
Page 186 - Most barren with best using, Why so? More we enjoy it, more it dies, If not enjoyd, it sighing cries Hey ho! Love is a torment of the minde, A tempest everlasting, And Jove hath made it of a kinde Not well, nor full, nor fasting, Why so? More we enjoy it, more it dies, If not
Page 434 - PAPPE WITH AN HATCHET, alias a Figge for my Godsonne, or Cracke me this Nut, or a Countrie Cuffe, that is, a sound Boxe of the Eare for the Idiot MARTIN to hold his Peace, seeing the Patch will take no Warning. Written by one that dares call a Dog
Page 253 - Yet what is love, I pray thee shoe, A thing that creeps, it cannot goe, A prize that passeth to and fro, A thing for one, a thing for two, And he that proves must finde it so, And this is love (sweet friend) I troe.
Page 252 - Now what is love, I praie thee tell ? It is that fountaine and that well, Where pleasure and repentance dwell; It is perhaps that sauncing bell, That tols all in to heaven or hell, And this is love
Page 17 - That to man in life is lent, And some others doe contend, Quiet none, like to a friend. Others hold there is no wealth Compared to a perfect health. Some man's mind in quiet stands> When he is lord of many lands. But
Page 233 - A WORLD OF WONDERS, or an Introduction to a Treatise touching the Conformitie of ancient and moderne Wonders, or a Preparative Treatise to the Apologie for Herodotus; the Argument whereof is taken from the Apologie for Herodotus, written in Latino by
Page 161 - Shakespeare, when I saw thine issue, I swore Apollo got them, and none other, Their rosie-tainted features clothed in tissue, Some heaven-born goddesse said to be their mother. Rose cheeckt Adonis with his amber tresses,
Page 305 - much, I was constrained to coast the same towardes the south, not seeing any shore west from me, neither was there any yse towards the north, but a great sea, free, large, very salt, and blue, and of an