Methought I saw the grave where Laura lay.1 Verses to Edmund Spenser. Cowards [may] fear to die; but courage stout, On the snuff of a candle the night before he died. -- Raleigh's Even such is time, that takes in trust And pays us but with age and dust; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust! Written the night before his death. - Found in his What care I how chaste she be? Fain would I climb, yet fear I to fall.3 Ibid. [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 xxiii. Methought I saw the footsteps of a throne. - WORDSWORTH: Sonnet. 2 If she be not so to me, What care I how fair she be? GEORGE WITHER: The Shepherd's Resolution. "Her Majesty, 8 Written in a glass window obvious to the Queen's eye. either espying or being shown it, did under-write, If thy heart fails thee, climb not at all.'"- FULLER: 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! Whereon thy innocent feet doe ever tread! St. 9. St.35. St. 37 Her angels face, As the great eye of heaven, shyned bright, Ay me, how many perils doe enfold As when in Cymbrian plaine Canto viii. St. 1. An heard of bulles, whom kindly rage doth sting, Entire affection hateth nicer hands. St. 11. St. 40. 1 And moralized his song.-POPE: Epistle to Arbuthnot. Line 340. 2 This bold bad man. - - SHAKESPEARE: Henry VIII. act ii. sc. 2. MASSINGER: A New Way to Pay Old Debts, act iv. sc. 2. 8 Ay me! what perils do environ The man that meddles with cold iron! BUTLER: Hudibras, part i. canto iii. line 1. 4 "Milky Mothers," - POPE: The Dunciad, book ii. line 247. SCOTT · The Monastery, chap. xxviii. That darksome cave they enter, where they find Faerie Queene. Canto ix. St. 35 No daintie flowre or herbe that growes on grownd, And smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd To bud out faire, and throwe her sweete smels al arownd. Book ii. Canto vi. St. 12. And is there care in Heaven? And is there love Canto viii. St. 1. How oft do they their silver bowers leave Canto xii. Through thick and thin, both over bank and bush,1 St. 2. St. 70. Book iii. Canto i. St. 17. Her berth was of the wombe of morning dew,3 Canto vi. St. 3. Roses red and violets blew, And all the sweetest flowres that in the forrest grew. Be bolde, Be bolde, and everywhere, Be bold.* St. 6. Canto xi. St. 54. Dan Chaucer, well of English undefyled, Book iv. Canto i. St. 32. 1 Through thick and thin. — DRAYTON: Nymphidia. MIDDLETON: The Roaring Girl, act iv. sc. 2. KEMP: Nine Days' Wonder. BUTLER: Hudibras, part i. canto ii. line 370. DRYDEN: Absalom and Achitophel, part ii. line 414. POPE: Dunciad, book ii. CowPER: John Gilpin. 2 See Skelton, page 8. 3 The dew of thy birth is of the womb of the morning.-Psalm cx. 3, Book of Common Prayer. 4 De l'audace, encore de l'audace, et toujours de l'audace (Boldness, again boldness, and ever boldness). - DANTON: Speech in the Legislative Assembly, 1792. For all that Nature by her mother-wit1 Could frame in earth. Faerie Queene. Book iv. Canto x. St. 21. Who will not mercie unto others show, St. 42. Book vi. Canto iii. St. 1 For we by conquest, of our soveraine might, Book vii. Canto vi. St. 33. For of the soule the bodie forme doth take; An Hymne in Honour of Beautie. Line 132. 3 For all that faire is, is by nature good; To kerke the narre from God more farre,* And he that strives to touche a starre Oft stombles at a strawe. Line 139. The Shepheardes Calender. July. Line 97. Full little knowest thou that hast not tride, To loose good dayes, that might be better spent ; 1 Mother wit. - MARLOWE: Prologue to Tamberlaine the Great, part 1. MIDDLETON: Your Five Gallants, act i. sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE: Taming of the Shrew, act ii. sc. 1. 2 Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy. — Matthew v. 7. * The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good.-- SHAKE SPEARE: Measure for Measure, act iii. sc. 1. 4 See Heywood, page 12. To fret thy soule with crosses and with cares; Mother Hubberds Tale. Line 895 What more felicitie can fall to creature Than to enjoy delight with libertie, And to be lord of all the workes of Nature, To raine in th' aire from earth to highest skie, Muiopotmos: or, The Fate of the Butterflie. Line 209. I hate the day, because it lendeth light Tell her the joyous Time will not be staid, Daphnaida, v. 407. I was promised on a time Amoretti, lxx. Lines on his Promised Pension,4 1 Eat not thy heart; which forbids to afflict our souls, and waste them with vexatious cares. - PLUTARCH: Of the Training of Children. But suffered idleness To eat his heart away. BRYANT: Homer's Iliad, book i. line 319. 2 Take Time by the forelock.-THALES (of Miletus). 636-546 B. c. 8 Rhyme nor reason. - Pierre Patelin, quoted by Tyndale in 1530. Farce du Vendeur des Lieures, sixteenth century. PEELE: Edward 1. SHAKESPEARE: As You Like It, act iii. sc. 2; Merry Wives of Windsor, act v. sc. 5; Comedy of Errors, act ii. sc. 2. Sir Thomas More advised an author, who had sent him his manuscript to read, "to put it in rhyme." Which being done, Sir Thomas said, "Yea, marry, now it is somewhat, for now it is rhyme; before it was neither rhyme nor reason." 4 FULLER: Worthies of England, vol. ii. p. 379. |