EDWARDS.—STILL.- STERNHOLD. 7 RICHARD EDWARDS. Circa 1523-1566. The fallyng out of faithfull frends, is the renuyng of loue. The Paradise of Dainty Devices.1 BISHOP STILL (JOHN). 1543-1607. I cannot eat but little meat, My stomach is not good; But sure I think that I can drink With him that wears a hood. Gammer Gurton's Needle.2 Act ii. Back and side go bare, go bare, But, belly, God send thee good ale enough, Act ii. THOMAS STERNHOLD. --1549. The Lord descended from above On cherubs and on cherubims Full royally he rode; And on the wings of all the winds Collection of Hymns. 104th Psalm. 1 Amantium iræ amoris integratiost. - Terence, Andria, 555. 2 Stated by Dyce to be from a MS. of older date than Gammer Gurton's Needle. - Skelton, Works, ed. Dyce, vol. i. pp. vii.-x., n. EDWARD DYER. Circa 1540-1607. My mind to me a kingdom is; Such present joys therein I find, That earth affords or grows by kind: MS. Rawl. 85, p. 17. Hannah's Courtly Poets. MATHEW ROYDON. Circa 1586. A sweet attractive kinde of grace, The lineaments of Gospell bookes. Elegie, or a Friend's Passion for his Astrophill.2 1 Mens regnum bona possidet. Seneca, Thyestes, Act ii. Line 380. My mind to me a kingdom is; Such perfect joy therein I find, As far exceeds all earthly bliss, That God and Nature hath assigned. Though much I want that most would have, Yet still my mind forbids to crave. Byrd's Psalmes, Sonnets, &c., 1588. My mind to me an empire is While grace affordeth health. Robert Southwell (1560-1595), Loo Home. 2 This piece (ascribed to Spenser) was printed in The Phonix Nest, 4to, 1593, where it is anonymous. Todd has shown that it was written by Mathew Roydon. ROYDON.—BROOKE.—COKE. 9 Was never eie did see that face, LORD BROOKE. 1554-1628. O wearisome condition of humanity! Mustapha. Act v. Sc. 4. And out of mind as soon as out of sight.1 Sonnet lvi. 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. is perfection of reason.2 The law, which Ibid. For a man's house is his castle, et domus sua cuique tutissimum refugium. Third Institute. Page 162. 1 See Thomas à Kempis, Imitation of Christ, Book i. Ch. 23. Page 5. 2 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. 911. 8 Pandects, Lib. ii. tit. iv. De in Jus vocando. 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. Six hours in sleep, in law's grave study six, Four spend in prayer, the rest on nature fix.1 Translation of lines quoted by Coke. EDMUND SPENSER. 1553-1599. Fierce warres, and faithfull loves shall moralize my Faerie Queene. Introduction. St. 1. song.2 As the great eye of heaven, shyned bright, Book i. Canto iii. St. 4. 1 Seven hours to law, to soothing slumber seven, Ten to the world allot, and all to heaven. - Sir William Jones. 2 Moralized my song. - Pope, Epistle to Arbuthnot. Line 340. 3 This bold bad man. - Shakespeare, Henry VIII., Act ii. Sc. 2; Massinger, A New Way to Pay Oid Debts, Act iv. Sc. 2. 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 Book i. Canto ix. St. 35. No daintie flowre or herbe that growes on grownd, And smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd And is there care in Heaven? And is there love Book ii. Canto viii. St. 1. How oft do they their silver bowers leave Book ii. Canto viii. St. 2. Eftsoones they heard a most melodious sound. Book ii. Canto xii. St. 70. Through thick and thin,1 both over bank and bush, Book iii. Canto i. St. 17. Her berth was of the wombe of morning dew, 1 See Appendix, p. 649. Book iii. Canto vi. St. 3. 2 See Appendix, p. 637. 3 The dew of thy birth is of the womb of the morning. - Common Prayer, Psalm cx. 3. |