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Enough's as good as a feast.1 Eastward Ho. Act iii. Sc. 2. Fair words never hurt the tongue.?
Act iv. Sc. 1. Let pride go afore, shame will follow after.3
Ibid. I will neither yield to the song of the siren nor the voice of the hyena, the tears of the crocodile nor the howling of the wolf.
Act v. Sc. 1. As night the life-inclining stars best shows, So lives obscure the starriest souls disclose.
Epilogue to Translations. Promise is most given when the least is said.
Museus of Hero and Leander.
WILLIAM WARNER. 1558–1609.
With that she dasht her on the lippes,
Albion's England. Book riii. chap. xli. stanza 53.
To be as be we would,
Book x. chap. lix. stanza 68.
SIR RICHARD HOLLAND.
O Douglas, O Douglas!
The Buke of the Howlat.4 Stanza xxxi. 1 Dives and Pauper (1493). Gascoigne: Memories (1575). FIELDING: Corent Garden Tragedy, act ii. sc. 6. BICKERSTAFF: Love in a Village, act iii. sc. 1.
2 See Heywood, page 12. 3 See Heywood, page 13.
4 The allegorical poem of The Horlat was composed about the middle of the fifteenth century. Of the personal history of the author no kind of information has been discovered. Printed by the Bannatyne Club, 1823.
SIR JOHN HARRINGTON. 1561–1612.
Treason doth never prosper: what's the reason ?
Epigrams. Book iv. Ep. 5.
SAMUEL DANIEL. 1562-1619.
As that the walls worn thin, permit the mind
History of the Civil War. Book iv. Stanza 84. Sacred religion! mother of form and fear.
Musophilus. Stanza 57, And for the few that only lend their ear, That few is all the world.
Stanza 97. This is the thing that I was born to do.
Stanza 100. And who (in time) knows whither we may vent
The treasure of our tongue? To what strange shores This gain of our best glory shall be sent
T'enrich unknowing nations with our stores ?
To the Countess of Cumberland. Stanza 12. Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night, Brother to Death, in silent darkness born.
To Delia. Sonnet 51.
1 Prosperum ac felix scelus
SENECA : Merc. Furens, ii. 250.
Waller : Verses upon his Dirine Poesy. 3 Westward the course of empire takes its way. – BERKELEY : On the Prospect of Planting Arts and Learning in America.
MICHAEL DRAYTON. 1563-1631.
Had in him those brave translunary things
(Said of Marlowe.) To Henry Reynolds, of Poets and Poesy. For that fine madness still he did retain Which rightly should possess a poet's brain.
Ibid. The coast was clear.1
Nymphidia. When faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And innocence is closing up his eyes, Now if thou wouldst, when all have given him over, From death to life thou might'st him yet recover.
Ideas. An Allusion to the Eaglets. lxi.
Comparisons are odious.?
Lust's Dominion. Act ii. Sc. 4. I’m armed with more than complete steel, The justice of my quarrel.:
Ibid. Who ever loved that loved not at first sight ? 4
Ilero and Leander.
The Passionate Shepherd to his Love.
i SOMERVILLE : The Night-Walker. 2 See Fortescue, page 7.
3 Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just,
And he but naked, though locked up in steel,
SHAKESPEARE: Henry VI. act iii. sc. 2. 4 The same in Shakespeare's As You Like It. Compare Chapman, page 35.
By shallow rivers, to whose falls 1
The Passionate Shepherd to his Love.
Ibid. Infinite riches in a little room. The Jew of Malta. Act i. Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.
Ibid. Now will I show myself to have more of the serpent than the dove; 2 that is, more knave than fool. Act i. Love me little, love me long :
Act iv. When all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven. Faustus. Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Iliuin ? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss ! Her lips suck forth my soul : * see, where it flies !
Ibid. Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
Ibid. Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is A pollo's laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Ibid.
1 To shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sings madrigals ;
8c. i. (Sung by Evans). 2 Be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves. — Matthew 2. 16. 3 See Heywood, page 16.
4 Once he drew
TENNYSON : Fatima, stanza 3.
SHAKESPEARE: Antony and Cleopatra, act iv. sc. 13.
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. 1564-1616.
(From the text of Clark and Wrighi.) I would fain die a dry death. The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 1.
Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground.
Ibid. What seest thou else In the dark backward and abysm of time?
Sc. 2. I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated To closeness and the bettering of my mind.
My library Was dukedom large enough.
Ibid, Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me From mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.
Ibid. From the still-vexed Bermoothes.
Ibid. I will be correspondent to command, And do my spiriting gently,
Ibid. Fill all thy bones with aches.
And then take hands :
Of his bones are coral made;
Nothing of him that doth fade