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The Sad Shepherd, Or a Tale of Robin Hood: A Fragment (Classic Reprint)
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AEglamour Alken alſo Amie becauſe beſt caſt charaćter Clarion Criſpine death deſcription doth Douce Earine Engliſh expreſſion feaſt firſt folio Friar Tuck gueſts haſte hath heaven himſelf houſe Ibid inſert inſtead Jonſon juſt Karol kiſs laſt edit leaſt Lorel loſs loſt maid maiſter Marian Maud Maudlin Mellifleur moſt muſt º º obſerved paſſage paſſion paſt Paſtoral perſon play pleaſe Poems praiſe preſent publiſhed Puck reaſon reſt reſtore riſe Robin Hood S C E N E ſad Sad Shepherd ſaid ſame ſays Scathlock ſcene ſecond ſee ſeems ſeen ſenſe ſet Shakſpeare Shakſpeare's ſhall ſhape ſhe ſhepherd ſhew ſhort ſhould Shylock ſing ſome ſon ſoon ſoul ſound ſpeak ſpeech Spenſer ſpirit ſport ſpring ſtage ſtand ſtill ſtream ſtrike ſtrong ſuch ſuppoſe ſure ſwain ſweet thee Theocritus theſe thoſe thou unto uſed verſes Whalley's whoſe wiſe wiſh word
Page 157 - And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
Page 17 - Though I am young, and cannot tell Either what death or love is well, Yet I have heard they both bear darts, And both do aim at human hearts ; And then again I have been told Love wounds with heat, as death with cold ; So that I fear they do but bring Extremes to touch and mean one thing.
Page 159 - Yet is he nought but parting of the breath; Ne ought to see, but like a shade to weene, Unbodied, unsoul'd, unheard, unseene...
Page 149 - Even all the nation of unfortunate And fatall birds about them flocked were, Such as by nature men abhorre and hate...
Page 230 - The rites begin with spilling some of the caudle on the ground, by way of libation: on that every one takes a cake of oatmeal, upon which are raised nine square knobs, each dedicated to some particular being, the supposed preserver of their flocks...
Page 236 - ... That lies too high for base contempt, Too low for envy's shot. My wishes are but few, All easy to fulfil, I make the limits of my power The bounds unto my will. I have no hopes but one, Which is of heavenly reign ; Effects attained, or not desired, All lower hopes refrain.
Page 237 - I wrestle not with rage, While fury's flame doth burn ; It is in vain to stop the stream Until the tide doth turn. But when the flame is out, And ebbing wrath doth end, I turn a late enraged foe Into a quiet friend.
Page 139 - Yet shewing, by their heapes, how great they were. But in their place doth now a third appeare, Fayre Venice, flower of the last worlds delight; And next to them in beauty draweth neare, But farre exceedes in policie of right.
Page 239 - May never was the month of love For May is full of flowers, But rather April, wet by kind, For love is full of showers.
Page 165 - Tis in your Hearts alone their Fame can live. Still as the Scenes of Life will shift away, The strong Impressions of their Art decay. Your Children cannot feel what you have known; They'll boast of Quins and Gibbers of their own: The greatest Glory of our happy few, Is to be felt, and be approv'd by you.