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Back and side go bare, go bare,
Both foot and hand go cold;
Gammer Gurton's Needle, Act č.
THOMAS STERNHOLD. Circa 1549.
The Lord descended from above
And bow'd the heavens high;
The darkness of the sky.
Full royally he rode;
A Metrical Version of Psalm cio.
MATHEW ROYDON. Circa 1586.
A sweet attractive kinde of
An Elegie; or Friend's Passion for his Astrophill.1
Was never eare did heare that tong,
But eies and eares and ev'ry thought
1 This piece (ascribed to Spenser) was printed in The Phænir' Nest, 4to, 1593, where it is anonymous. Todd has shown that it was written by Mathew Roydon.
SIR EDWARD COKE. 1549–1634.
The gladsome light of jurisprudence.
First Institute. Reason is the life of the law; nay, the common law itself is nothing else but reason. The law, which is perfection of reason.
Ibid. For a man's house is his castle, et domus sua cuique tutissimum refugium.*
Third Institute. Page 162. The house of every one is to him as his castle and fortress, as well for his defence against injury and violence as for his repose.
Semayne's Case, 5 Rep. 91. They corporations) cannot commit treason, nor be outlawed nor excommunicate, for they have no souls.
Case of Sutton's Hospital, 10 Rep. 32. Magna Charta is such a fellow that he will have no sovereign.
Debate in the Commons, May 17, 1628.
Translation of lines quoted by Coke.
His golden locks time hath to silver turned;
O time too swift! O swiftness never ceasing ! His youth 'gainst time and age hath ever spurned, But spurned in vain; youth waneth by encreasing.
1 Let us consider the reason of the case. For nothing is law that is not reason. Sir John Powell: Coggs vs. Bernard, 2 Ld. Raym. Rep. p. 911. Pandects, lib. ii. tit. iv. De in Jus vocando.
Seven hours to law, to soothing slumber seven ;
Sir WILLIAM JONES.
His helmet now shall make a hive for bees,
And lovers' songs be turned to holy psalms;
Sonnet. Polyhymnia. My merry, merry, merry roundelay
Concludes with Cupid's curse:
SIR WALTER RALEIGH. 1552–1618.
If all the world and love were young,
The Nymph's Reply to the Passionate Shepherd. Fain would I, but I dare not; I dare, and yet I may not ; I may, although I care not, for pleasure when I play not.
Fain Would I. Passions are likened best to floods and streams : The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb.
The Silent Lorer.
Than words, though ne'er so witty :
Upon a thankless arrant:
Go, since I needs must die,
1 Altissima quæque flumina minimo sono labi (The deepest rivers flow with the least sound). – Q. CURTius, vii. 4. 13.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep. SHAKESPEARE : 2 Henry VI. act iii. sc. i.
Methought I saw the grave where Laura lay.
Verses to Edmund Spenser. Cowards (may] fear to die; but courage stout, Rather than live in snuff, will be put out.
On the snufj of a candle the night before he died. - Raleigh's
Remains, p. 258, ed. 1661.
Written the night before his death. — Found in his
Bible in the Gute-house at Westminster.
Ibid. Fain would I climb, yet fear I to fall.3 [History] hath triumphed over time, which besides it nothing but eternity hath triumphed over.
Historie of the World. Preface. O eloquent, just, and mightie Death! whom none could advise, thou hast perswaded; what none hath dared, thou hast done; and whom all the world hath flattered,
1 Methought I saw my late espoused saint. — Milton: Sonnet xxij. Methought I saw the footsteps of a throne. – WORDSWORTH: Sonnet.
2 If she be not so to me,
GEORGE WITHER : The Shepherd's Resolution. 8 Written in a glass window obvious to the Queen's eye. “ Her Majesty, either espying or being shown it, did under-write, 'If thy heart fails thee, climb not at all.'" – l'ULLER: Worthies of England, vol. i. p. 419.
thou only hast cast out of the world and despised. Thou hast drawne together all the farre stretched greatnesse, all the pride, crueltie, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hic jacet !
Book v. Part 1.
EDMUND SPENSER. 1553-1599.
Fierce warres and faithful loves shall moralize my
Faerie Queene. Introduction. St. 1. A gentle knight was pricking on the plaine.
Book i. Canto i. St. 1, O happy earth, Whereon thy innocent feet doe ever tread! The noblest mind the best contentment has.
St. 35. A bold bad man.?
St. 37. Her angels face, As the great eye of heaven, shyned bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place. Canto iii. St. 4. Ay me, how many perils doe enfold The righteous man, to make him daily fall : 8
Canto viii. St. 1. As when in Cymbrian plaine An heard of bulles, whom kindly rage doth sting, Doe for the milky mothers want complaine, And fill the fieldes with troublous bellowing. St. 11. Entire affection hateth nicer hands.
1 And moralized his song. - POPE : Epistle to Arbuthnot. Line 340.
? This bold bad man. - SHAKESPEARE: Henry VIIl. act ii. sc. 2. MASSINGER : A New Way to Pay Old Debts, act iv. sc. 2.
8 Ay me! what perils do environ
BUTLER: Hudibras, part i. canto iii. line 1. 4. "Milky Mothers, - Pope: The Dunciad, book i. line 247. Scott : The Monustery, chap. xxvij.