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Ay me, how many perils doe enfold

The righteous man, to make him daily fall.

Faerie Queene. Book i. Canto viii. St. 1.

Entire affection hateth nicer hands.

Book i. Canto viii. St. 40.

That darksome cave they enter, where they find
That cursed man, low sitting on the ground,
Musing full sadly in his sullen mind.

Book l. Canto ix. St. 35.

No daintie flowre or herbs that growes on grownd,
No arhorett with painted blossoms drest
And smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd
To hud 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
In heavenly spirits to these Creatures haee?

Book u. Canto viii. St. 1.

How oft do they their silver Bowers leave
To come to sueeour us that sueeour want!

Book ii. Canto viii. St. 2.

Eftsoones they heard a most melodious sound.

Book ii. Canto xii. St. 70.

Through thick and thin,1 hoth over bank and hush,
In hope her to attain by hook or crook."

Book iii. Canto i. St. 17.

Her berth was of the womhe of morning dew,'
And her conception of the joyous Prime.

Book iii. Canto vi. St. 3.

1 See Appendix, p. 649. * See Appendix, p. 637.

8 The dew of thy birth is of the womb of the morning. — Common Prayer, Psalm ex. 3.

Roses red and violets blew, And all the sweetest flowres that in the forrest grew.

Faerie Queene. Book iii. Canto vi. St. 6

Be bolder, Be bolder, and every where. Be bold.

Book iii. Canto xi. St. 54

Dan Chaucer, well of English undefiled,

On Fame's eternall headroll worthie to be fyled.

Book iv. Canto ii. St. 32.

Ill can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.

Book v. Canto ii. St. 43.

Who will not mereie unto others show,
How can he mercy ever hope to have?

Book vi. Canto i. St. 42.

What more felieitie can fall to creature

Than to enjoy delight with lihertie,

And to be lord of all the workes of Nature,

To raine in th' aire from earth to highest skie,

To feed on fiowres and weeds of glorious feature.

Muiopotmos: or The Fate of the Butterflie. Line 209.

I was promised on a time
To have reason for my rhyme;
From that time unto this season,
I received nor rhyme nor reason.

Lines on his Promised Pension.*

For of the soule the hodie forme doth take;
For soule is forme, and doth the hodie make.

An Hymne in Honour of Beautie. Line 132.

For all that faire is, is by nature good;

That is a signe to know the gentle hlood. Line 139.

1 Fuller, Worthies of England.

Full little knowest thou that hast not tride,
What hell it is in suing long to bide :
To loose good dayes, that might be better spent;
To wast long nights in pensive discontent ;
To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow;
To feed on hope, to pine with feare and sorrow.

To fret thy soule with crosses and with cares ;
To eate thy heart through eomfortlesse dispaires;
To fawne, to erowehe, to waite, to ride, to ronne,
To spend, to give, to want, to be undonne.
Unhappie wight, borne to disastrous end,
That doth his life in so long tendanee spend!

Mother Huhherdi Tale. Line 805.

SIR WALTER RALEIGH. 1552-1618.

If all the world and love were young,
And truth in every shepherd's tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move
To live with thee, and be thy love.

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 1.

Passions are likened best to floods and streams:
The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumh.1

The Silent Lover.

1 Altissima quscque flumina miuimo sono lahi.

Quintus Curtius, vii. 4.13.

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R ALElGH. — CHAPMAN. 15

If she seem not chaste to me,

What care I how chaste she be ? Poem.

Fain would I climb, yet fear I to fall.1

[History] hath triumphed over time, which besides
it nothing but eternity hath triumphed over.

HUtorie 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, thou only hast east out of the world and
despised: thou hast drawne together all the farre
stretehed greatuesse, all the pride, erueitie and amhi-
tion of man, and covered it all over with these two
narrow words, Hie jaeet! Book v. Pt. 1, ad fin.

GEORGE CHAPMAN. 1557-1634.

None ever loved but at first sight they loved.2

Blind Beggar of Alexandria, ad fin.

Young men think old men are fools;
But old men know young men are fools.2

Al FooUt. (1605.)

1 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.' " — Fuller, Worthies of England.

2 Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Marlowe, Hero and Leander.
* Qnoted by Camden as a saying of one Dr. Metealf. It is now
in many people's mouths, and likely to pass into a proverb. — Ray's
Prorerht, p. 145, ed. Bonn.

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