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Page 324 - Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still, Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill, While the jolly hours lead on propitious May. Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day, First heard before the shallow cuckoo's bill, Portend success in love. O, if Jove's will Have linked that amorous power to thy soft lay, Now timely sing, ere the rude bird of hate Foretell my hopeless doom, in some grove nigh; As thou from year to year hast sung too late For my relief, yet hadst no reason why.
Page 261 - I can at any time shew seven hundred in number, which is within a small matter all that were ever printed. Many of these I have several times over, and intend, as I sell, to purchase more ; all, or any of which, I shall be ready either to sell or lend to you upon reasonable considerations.
Page 118 - Pray stay, be not so heady, at my entreaty. JUST. My wife entreats you, and I entreat you, to have mercy on yourselves, though you have none over the women.
Page 125 - Three merry men, and three merry men, And three merry men be we; I in the wood, and thou on the ground, And Jack sleeps in the tree.
Page 165 - By thy pretty lac'd cravat, By the ribands round thy bum, Which is brac'd much like a drum, By thy dangling pantaloons, And thy ruffling port cannons,* By thy friezeld perriwigge, Which does make thee look so bigg, By thy sword of silver guilt, And the riband at thy hilt ; Apeare, apear.
Page 3 - NOT out of envy, for there's no effect Where there's no cause; nor out of imitation, For we have evermore been imitated; Nor out of our contention to do better Than that which is...
Page 221 - ... would imagine, but observing all that stirs on either hand of him without moving his short neck ; hardly ever turning back ; of a light-brown complexion ; teeth not yet failing him...
Page 54 - A log of wood is brought into the midst of the room: this is Dun (the cart-horse), and a cry is raised that he is stuck in the mire. Two of the company advance, either with or without ropes, to draw him out. After repeated attempts, they find themselves unable to do it, and call for more assistance. The game continues till all the company take part in it, when Dun is extricated of course ; and the merriment arises from the awkward and affected efforts of the rustics to lift the log, and from sundry...
Page 259 - A CURE FOR A CUCKOLD A PLEASANT COMEDY, As it hath been several times Acted with great Applause Written by JOHN WEBSTER and WILLIAM ROWLEY. Placere Cupio. London, Printed by Tho. Johnson, and are to be sold by Francis Kirkman, at his Shop at the Sign of John Fletcher Head over against the Angel-Inne on the Back-side of St. Clements, without Temple-Bar, 1661.