Complete Works, Volume 7G. Routledge, 1886 |
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Page 287 - Wait till you come to Forty Year. Forty times over let Michaelmas pass, Grizzling hair the brain doth clear — Then you know a boy is an ass, Then you know the worth of a lass, Once you have come to Forty Year. Pledge me round, I bid ye declare, All good fellows whose beards are gray, Did not the fairest of the fair Common grow and wearisome ere Ever a month was pass'd away?
Page 278 - Thrice his grace had yawned at table, when his favourite gleemen sung, Once the queen would have consoled him, but he bade her hold her tongue. " Something ails my gracious master," cried the keeper of the seal.