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Page 1 - Books that you may carry to the fire, and hold readily in your hand, are the most useful after all.
Page 248 - It may please your grace to understand that witches and sorcerers within these few last years are marvellously increased within your grace's realm. Your grace's subjects pine away, even unto the death ; their colour fadeth, their flesh rotteth, their speech is benumbed, their senses are bereft. I pray God they never practise further than upon the subject.
Page 162 - His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Page 245 - Saw. I am dried up With cursing and with madness ; and have yet No blood to moisten these sweet lips of thine. Stand on thy hind-legs up. Kiss me, my Tommy ; And rub away some wrinkles on my brow. By making my old ribs to shrug for joy Of thy fine tricks.
Page 197 - Cause I am poor, deform'd, and ignorant, And like a bow buckled and bent together By some more strong in mischiefs than myself; Must I for that be made a common sink For all the filth and rubbish of men's tongues To fall and run into ? Some call me Witch, And being ignorant, of myself, they go About to teach me how to be one : urging That my bad tongue (by their bad usage made so) Forespeaks their cattle, doth bewitch their corn, Themselves, their servants, and their babes at nurse : This they enforce...
Page 241 - ... snuffling nose is a sign a man is a whoremaster. Just. Come, come; firing her thatch? ridiculous! Take heed, sirs, what you do ; unless your proofs Come better arm'd, instead of turning her Into a witch, you'll prove yourselves stark fools. All.
Page 244 - Flanders mares and coaches ; and huge trains Of servitors, to a French butterfly. Have you not city-witches, who can turn Their husbands...
Page 11 - This is a most delightful book on the most delightful of all studies. We are acquainted with no previous work which bears any resemblance to this, except ' White's History of Selborne,' the most fascinating piece of rural writing and sound English philosophy that ever issued from the press.
Page 220 - Oh, says he, I have not seen my love these seven years:" there's a long cut ! When he comes to her again and embraces her, " Oh, says he, now methinks I am in Heaven;" and that's a pretty step! he that can get up to Heaven in ten days, need not repent his journey ; you may ride a hundred days in a caroch, and be farther off than when you set forth.