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Æmilia Andrew Antiquary Artemia Aurelio Barnet beggars better Bravo bring comes Covet Credulous Dotterel Duke elſe Enter Eugeny Euphues Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear firſt follow fortune Fruitful gentleman give hand hath hear Hearſay Hearty Hilliard himſelf hold hope houſe I'll keep Lady Lady Whimſey laſt leave Leonardo Lionel live look Lorenzo Lucretia madam marry maſter means Meanwell Meriel merry Mocinigo moſt muſt myſelf ne'er never Oldrents Oliver Orfabrin Peridor Petro Petrucio play pleaſe poor pray Prince Rachel Randal Samorat ſay ſee ſhall Shape ſhe ſhould Sir Argent Slicer ſome ſon ſpeak Springlove ſtill ſuch ſure tell thee Theodore there's theſe thing Thomas thoſe thou thought true twas unto uſe Vincent What's wife young
Сторінка 26 - See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.
Сторінка 313 - Put out with zeal, th' other with ignorance, And yet they think they're eagles. Whatsoever were the faults of the Pilgrim Fathers (and they were many), silliness was certainly not among them. But such was the Court fashion. Any insult, however shallow, ribald, and doggrel, (and all these terms are just of the mock-Puritan ballad which...
Сторінка 220 - ... celebrated Thomas Coryate, who is supposed to have travelled more miles on foot than any person of that age, or in any period since. He was undoubtedly not in his perfect senses ; but was a man of considerable learning, and appears to have related faithfully what he saw ; for he became ridiculous chiefly by dwelling with too much attention on the trifling accidents which happened to him during his journey. In the year 1608, he set out from England, and went on foot as far as Venice, and back...
Сторінка 250 - RIP VAN WINKLE. A POSTHUMOUS WRITING OF DIEDRICH KNICKERBOCKER. By Woden, God of Saxons, From whence comes Wensday, that is Wodensday, Truth is a thing that ever I will keep Unto thylke day in which I creep into My sepulchre CARTWRIOHT.
Сторінка 78 - Grey amber is the amber our author here speaks of, and melts like butter. It was formerly a main ingredient in every concert for a banquet ; viz. to fume the meat with, and that whether boil'd, roasted, or baked ; laid often on the top of a baked pudding ; which last I have eat of at an old courtier's table.
Сторінка 118 - Antiquity, etc., of Purveyance to the King, 1663 : — " Boots are not so frequently worn as they were in the latter end of King James's reign, when the Spanish ambassador, the Conde of Gondomar, could pleasantly relate, when he went home into Spain, that all the citizens of London were booted, and ready, as he thought, to go out of town...
Сторінка 9 - ... out your haunts, and walk there two or three hours together, to get but a sight of you. Pet. Oh infinite ! I am transported with the thought on't ! It draws near noon, and I appointed certain gallants to meet me at the five-crown ordinary: after, we are to wait upon the like beauties you talk'd of, to the public theatre. I feel of late a strong and witty genius growing upon me, and I begin, I know not how, to be in love with this foolish sin of poetry.
Сторінка 45 - Well, go thy ways, old Nick Machiavel, there will never be the peer of thee for wholesome policy and good counsel. Thou took'st pains to chalk men out the dark paths and hidden plots of murther and deceit, and no man has the grace to follow thee ; the age is unthankful, thy principles are quite forsaken and worn out of memory.