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Lord Littelton's Advice. He was a wight of high renowne, And thosne but of a low degree: Itt's pride that putts the countrye downe, Man, take thine old cloake about thee. S.— filed under Apparel
And when with envy Time transported Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'll in your girls again be courted, And I'll go wooing in my boys.— filed under Childhood
Late, late yestreen I saw the new moone, Wi' the auld moon in hir arme.— filed under Monuments
We'll shine in more substantial honours, And to be noble we'll be good.— filed under Oaths
King Stephen was a worthy peere, His breeches cost him but a crowne; He held them sixpence all too deere, Therefore he call'd the taylor lowne.— filed under Occupations-Tailoring
Shall I bid her goe? what and if I doe? Shall I bid her goe and spare not? Oh no, no, no, I dare not.— filed under Parting
He that had neither beene kithe nor kin, Might have seene a full fayre sight.— filed under Silence
Place Book. Everye white will have its blacke, And everye sweet its soure.— filed under Comparisons
He that wold not when he might, He shall not when he wold-a.— filed under Boiste
Death comes to all. His cold and sapless hand Waves o'er the world, and beckons us away. Who shall resist the summons? THOMAS LOVE PEACOCk-Tite. O lady, he is dead and gone! Lady, he's dead and gone! And at his head a green grass turfe, And at his heels a stone.— filed under Death
We'll shine in more substantial honours, And to be noble, we'll be good.— filed under Honor
trans. "What is thy name, faire maid?" quoth he. "Penelophon, O King," quoth she.— filed under Name
He that would not when he might, He shall not when he wolda.— filed under Xvii
Weep no more, lady, weep no more, Thy sorrowe is in vaine, For violets pluckt, the sweetest showers Will ne'er make grow againe.— filed under Passion
Balow, my babe, lye still and sleipe, It grieves me sair to see thee weipe.— filed under Sleep