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Page viii
Yet was he to sight a stoute and lustie freake , * And as he bosted he borne was
in the peak . " Coridon by name his neighbours did him call , Himselfe counted
the stoutest of them all . This Coridon sware and saide to Cornix sure That he no
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Yet was he to sight a stoute and lustie freake , * And as he bosted he borne was
in the peak . " Coridon by name his neighbours did him call , Himselfe counted
the stoutest of them all . This Coridon sware and saide to Cornix sure That he no
...
Page 19
Fyrst hadde shepeherdes sure tydynge by message , That God was made man ,
to bye humayne lynage ; And herdes instructe by voyce angelycall , Sawe God
incarnate and borne fyrste of all . And this was pleasour of Goddes majeste , That
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Fyrst hadde shepeherdes sure tydynge by message , That God was made man ,
to bye humayne lynage ; And herdes instructe by voyce angelycall , Sawe God
incarnate and borne fyrste of all . And this was pleasour of Goddes majeste , That
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Page 44
Although that I be a gentelman borne , And come by my auncetours of a good
blood , Yet am I lyke to weare a cote torne , And hither and thither go carye wood
! But rather then I this lyfe wyll abyde , To - morowe mornynge I do intende Home
to ...
Although that I be a gentelman borne , And come by my auncetours of a good
blood , Yet am I lyke to weare a cote torne , And hither and thither go carye wood
! But rather then I this lyfe wyll abyde , To - morowe mornynge I do intende Home
to ...
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agayne Amyntas aske began better brought called cause comfort Coridon CORNIX court courtiers cyte daughter daye death desire doore doth Earl father Faustus feare finde fortune give gone grounde hande harde hath heare himselfe honour hope husband kinde king knowe labour Lady leave live London looke Lord lyfe lyke maner married Mary matter maye meane minde mynde nature never night nought payne person playne pleased pleasure poore pray present reason rest Rich shalt shee shewed sight Sometime sonne speake tell thee therfore theyr thing thinke Thomas thou thou art thou hast thought thynge told tooke trouble tyme unto Warwick whan wife wolde woman worlde wyfe wyll wyse yerth