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A foolish thing was but a toy,

For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came to man's estate

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For tlie rain it raineth every day.

But when I came, alas! to wive,

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came unto my beds,

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,

With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain it raineth every day.

A great while ago the world begun,

With hey, ho, the wind and the rain >—

But that's all one, our play is done,

And we '11 strive to please you every day.



By Bahnaby Eich.

During the tyme that the famous Citie of Constantinople remained in the handes of the Christians, emongst many other noble menne, that kepte their abidyng in that florishing Citie, there was one whose name was Apolonius, a worthie Duke, who beyng but a verie yong man, and euen then newe come to his possessions whiche were verie greate, leuied a mightie bande of menne, at his owne proper charges, with whom he serued against the Turke, duryng the space of one whole yere, in whiche tyme although it were very shorte, this yong Duke Bo behaued hym selfe, as well by prowesse and valiaunce shewed with his owne handes, as otherwise, by his wisedome and liberalitie, vsed towardes his Souldiors, that all the worlde was filled with the fame of this noble Duke. When he had thus spent one yeares seruice, he caused his Trompet to sounde a retraite, and gatheiyng his companie together, and imbarkyng theim selues he sette saile, holdyng his course towardes Constantinople: but beeyng vppon the Sea, by the extremitie of a tempest whiche sodainly fell, his fleete was deseuered some one way, and some an other, but he hym selfe recouered the He of Cypres, where he was worthily receiued by Pontus Duke and governour of the same He, with whom he lodged, while his shippes were newe repairyng.

This Pontus that was Lorde and gouernour of this famous He, was an auncient Duke, and had twoo children, a soonne and a daughter, his sonne was named Siluio, of whom hereafter we shall haue further occasion to speake, but at this instant he was in the partes of Africa, seruyng in the warres.

The daughter her name was Silla, whose beautie was so perelesse, that she had the soueraintie emongest all other Dames, aswell for her beautie as for the noblenesse of her birthe. This Silla hauing heard of the worthinesse of Apolonius, this yong Duke, who besides his beautie and good graces, had a certaine naturall allurement, that beeyng now in his companie in her fathers courte, she was so strangely attached with the loue of Apolonius, that there was nothyng might content her but his presence and sweete sight, and although she sawe no maner of hope, to attaine to that she

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