Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages, Volume 9Johnson Reprint Corporation, 1965 - English literature |
From inside the book
Results 1-3 of 7
Page 63
... ll reason in the coole of blood : We have been friends ; God knowes how long ; I can put up a greater wrong Then this comes to . Faith , so can I , The other swagg'rer did reply : Thinke but on Peter Lambert's swing , And killing men's ...
... ll reason in the coole of blood : We have been friends ; God knowes how long ; I can put up a greater wrong Then this comes to . Faith , so can I , The other swagg'rer did reply : Thinke but on Peter Lambert's swing , And killing men's ...
Page 12
... I'LL tell ye a tale ( though before ' twas in print ) , If you make nothing on't , then the devil is in't ; ' Tis no tale of a tub , nor the plotting of treason , But of very strange things have been done this cold season . You know ...
... I'LL tell ye a tale ( though before ' twas in print ) , If you make nothing on't , then the devil is in't ; ' Tis no tale of a tub , nor the plotting of treason , But of very strange things have been done this cold season . You know ...
Page 31
... ll no longer stand With a tapster's hand , With a spigot in hand for an oar , Crying out , our trade is cold , Here's four gallons in hold , I have drawn out but half my store . Prithee lads , stand to't , And help pump it out , That ...
... ll no longer stand With a tapster's hand , With a spigot in hand for an oar , Crying out , our trade is cold , Here's four gallons in hold , I have drawn out but half my store . Prithee lads , stand to't , And help pump it out , That ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
ALEXANDER DYCE Bankes BAY HORSE booth bull-baiting coaches Congreve cunning devill divell dost doth downe drinke Duchess of Marlborough F.S.A. THOMAS fashion feare fellow foole Frost Fair frozen gentleman George Berkeley grace gull haberdasher hand Harts hast hath heare heart heere hell honest horse husband I'le Iohn kind landlord live London London Bridge Lord Maister Hob Mandilions Marocco merry mony ne're neighbours never Percy Society PETER CUNNINGHAM poem poet poore pray printed purse Queene quoth Maister Hobson River Thames roasted Rowlands sayd sayes scurvy servant shew shillings shore sweare taverne tearme thaw thee theeves there's thing thinke Thomson tobacco tract trade tricks twas unto villaine ware weare wench whome whore wife WILLIAM WILLIAM CHAPPELL William Congreve WILLIAM SANDYS wine withall wonder