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Page 35 - DRINK to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee As giving it a hope, that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon didst only breathe, And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee.
Page 37 - Brother, 1640 (acted 1616?). rjRINK to-day, and drown all sorrow; You shall perhaps not do it to-morrow : Best, while you have it, use your breath; There is no drinking after death.
Page 71 - Whittington, which was pretty to see ; and how that idle thing do work upon people that see it, and even myself too ! And thence to Jacob Hall's dancing on the ropes, where I saw such action as I never saw before, and mightily worth seeing ; and here took acquaintance with a fellow that carried...
Page 66 - And he that will this health deny, Down among the dead men let him die. May love and wine their rites maintain, And their united pleasures reign, While Bacchus...
Page 40 - And here, kind mate, to thee! Let's sing a dirge for Saint Hugh's soul, And down it merrily!
Page 69 - Eich, the proprietor of the playhouse, very prudently considered, that it would be impossible for the cat to kill them all...
Page 56 - AD 1198, being the 9. yeare of the reigne of King Richard the first, commonly called Richard Cuer de Lyon. Carefully collected out of the truest Writers of our English Chronicles. And published for the satisfaction of those who desire to see Truth purged from falsehood.
Page xlvi - On your right wrist — Sub. Open a vein with a pin. And let it suck but once a week; till then, You must not look on't. Dol. No: and kinsman, Bear yourself worthy of the blood you come on. Sub. Her grace would have you eat no more Woolsack pies, Nor Dagger frumety.