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Страница 93 - O, father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...
Страница 86 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin. More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Страница 93 - Well, well, master Kingston,' quoth he, ' I see the matter against me how it is framed ; but if I had served God as diligently * as 1 have done the king, he would not have given me over in my grey hairs.
Страница 95 - God will pay thee ten fold ; he is my surety — arrest him — for, by my troth, hang mee when I pay thee. The king laught at the jest, and so did the cardinall for a shew, but it grieved him to jest away ten pound so : yet worse tricks then this Will Sommers serued him after, for indeede hee could neuer abide him, and the forfeiture of his head had liked to haue beene payed, had hee not poysoned himselfe.
Страница 2 - The sad discourse of my untimely fall, O tragique Muse, shall pierce thy sullen eares, Melpomene ! though nothing can apall Thy heart, obdurate in contempt of feares ; My, my laments shall make thee write in teares, If, 'mong thy scrolles of antique majestie Thou deigne to place a Prelate's tragedie.
Страница vii - Noble madam, Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues We write in water.
Страница 87 - The pavan, from pavo, a peacock, is a grave and majestic dance. The method of performing it was anciently by gentlemen, dressed with a cap and sword ; by those of the long robe, in their gowns ; by princes, in their mantles ; and by ladies, in gowns with long trains, the mol-on whereof in the dance resembled that of a peacock's tail.
Страница 93 - Father Abbot, I am come hither to leave my bones among you...
Страница 49 - Mortens, there is little to extract. In the second canto he thus facetiously describes the long vacation : " Now at such times as lawyers walke the streets, Without long rowles of papers in their hands ; When friendly neighbour with his neighbour meetes, Without false chalenge to each others lands, The counsellor without his client stands ! When that large capitoll lies voide and waste, Where senators and judges late were plac't.
Страница 13 - His sinews small as threads or slender lines; Lord of the citty, where with solemne rites The old Prince Arthur feasted with his Knights. He saw my gifts were such as might deserve, He knew his life was drawing to an end. He thought no meanes so likely to preserve His fame, with time and envy to contend, As to advance some faithful-serving friend. That, living, might in time to come record Th' immortall praise of his deceased Lord.