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"When thou impressest, what are precepts worth Of stale example? When thou wilt inflame, How coldly these impediments stand forth

Of wealth, of filial fear, law, kindred, fame? Love's arms are peace, 'gainst rule, 'gainst sense, 'gainst shame:

And sweetens, in the suffering pang he bears,
The aloes of all forces, shocks and fears.

"Now all these hearts that do on mine depend, Feeling it break, with bleeding groans they pine, And supplicant their sighs to you extend,

Aud leave the battery that you make 'gainst mine, Lending soft audience to my sweet design, And credent soul to that strong-bonded oath, That shall prefer and undertake my troth."

This said, his watery eyes he did dismount, Whose sighs till then were levelled on my face: Each cheek a river running from a fount

With brinish current downward flow'd apace: O how the channel to the stream gave grace! Who, glaz'd with crystal, gate the flowing roses That flame through water which their hue incloses.

O father, what a hell of witchcraft lies
In the small orb of one particular tear!
But with the inundation of the eyes

What rocky heart to water will not wear?
What breast so cold that is not warmed here ?
O cleft effect! cold modesty, hot wrath,
Both fire from hence and chill extincture hath!

For lo! his passion but an art of craft,

Even there resolv'd my reason into tears;
There my white stole of chastity I daft,

Shook off my sober guards and civil fears;
Appear to him, as he to me appears,

All melting: though our drops this difference bore, His poison'd me, and mine did him restore.

'In him a plenitude of subtle matter,

Applied to cautels, all strange forms receives, Of burning blushes, or of weeping water,

Of swooning paleness; and he takes and leaves, In either's aptness as it best deceives, To blush at speeches rank, to weep at woes, Or to turn white, and swoon at tragic shows :

"That not a heart which in his level came,

Could 'scape the hail of his all-hurting aim, Showing fair nature is both kind and tame; And veil'd in them, would win whom he would maim. Against the thing he sought he would exclaim; When he most burnt in heart-wish'd luxury, He preach'd pure maid, and prais'd cold chastity.

'Thus merely with the garment of a Grace

The naked and concealed fiend he cover'd, That the unexperienc'd gave the tempter place, Which, like a cherubim, above them hover'd. Who, young and simple, would not be so lover'd? Ah me! I fell; and yet do question make What I should do again for such a sake.

O, that infected moisture of his eye,

Ó, that faise fire which in his cheek so glowed, O, that forc'd thunder from his heart did fly, O, that sad breath his spungy lungs bestow'd, O, all that borrow'd motion, seeming ow'd, Would yet again betray the fore-betrayed, And new pervert a reconciled maid!'

. COMMENDATORY VERSES ON SHAKSPEARE.

BY CONTEMPORARY POETS.

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On William Shakspeare, who died in April, 1616.
RENOWNED Spenser, lie a thought more nigh
To learned Chaucer; and rare Beaumont lie,
A little nearer Spenser, to make room

For Shakspeare, in your three-fold, four-fold tomb.
To lodge all four in one bed make a shift
Until doomsday; for hardly will a fift
Betwixt this day and that by fate be slain,
For whom your curtains may be drawn again.
But if precedency in death doth bar

A fourth place in your sacred sepulchre,
Under this carved marble of thine own,
Sleep, rare tragedian, Shakspeare, sleep alone.
Thy unmolested peace, unshared cave,
Possess, as lord, not tenant, of thy grave:
That unto us and others it may be
Honour hereafter to be laid by thee.

WILLIAM BASSE.

To the Memory of my Beloved the Author, Mr. Willium Shakspeare and what he hath left us.

To draw no envy, Shakspeare, on thy name,
Am I thus ample to thy book, and fame;
While I confess thy writings to be such,

As neither man, nor muse, can praise too much;
'Tis true, and all men's suffrage: but these ways
Were not the paths I meant unto thy praise:
For seeliest ignorance on these may light,
Which, when it sounds at best, but echoes right;
Or blind affection, which doth ne'er advance
The truth, but gropes, and urgeth all by chance;
Or crafty malice might pretend this praise,
And think to ruin, where it seem'd to raise :
These are, as some infamous bawd, or whore,
Should praise a matron; what could hurt her more?
But thou art proof against them; and, indeed,
Above the ill fortune of them, or the need:
I, therefore, will begin :-Soul of the age,
The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage,
My Shakspeare, rise! I will not lodge thee by
Chaucer, or Spenser; or bid Beaumont lie
A little further, to make thee a room:
Thou art a monument without a tomb;
And art alive still, while thy book doth live,
And we have wits to read, and praise to give.
That I not mix thee so, my brain excuses;
I mean, with great but disproportion'd muses:
For, if I thought my judgment were of years,
I should commit thee surely with thy peers;
And tell-how far thou didst our Lyly outshine,
Or sporting Kyd, or Marlowe's mighty line.
And though thou hadst small Latin, and less Greek
From thence to honour thee, I would not seek
For names; but call forth thund'ring Eschylus,
Euripides, and Sophocles, to us,
Pacuvius, Accius, him of Cordova dead,
To life again, to hear thy buskin tread

And shake a stage; or, when thy socks were on,
Leave thee alone; for the comparison
Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome
Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.
Triumph, my Britain! thou hast one to show,
To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe.
He was not of an age, but for all time;
And all the muses still were in their prime,
When like Apollo he came forth to warm
Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm.
Nature herself was proud of her designs,
And joy'd to wear the dressing of his lines;
Which were so richly spun, and woven so fit,
As, since, she will vouchsafe no other wit:

The merry Greek, tart Aristophanes,
Neat Terence, witty Plantus, now not please;
Bnt antiquated and deserted lie,

As they were not of Nature's family.
Yet must I not give Nature all; thy art,
My gentle Shakspeare, must enjoy a part.-
For though the poet's matter nature be,
His art doth give the fashion: and that he,
Who casts to write a living line, must sweat,
(Such as thine are) and strike the second heat
Upon the muses' anvil: turn the same,
(And himself with it) that he thinks to frame;
Or, from the laurel, he may gain a scorn,-
For a good poet's made, as well as born:

And such wert thou. Look, how the father's face
Lives in his issue; even so the race

Of Shakspeare's mind, and manners, brightly shines
In his well-torned and true-filed lines;

In each of which he seems to shake a lance,
As brandish'd at the eyes of ignorance.
Sweet swan of Avon, what a sight it were,

To see thee in our waters yet appear;

Aud make those flights upon the banks of Thames,
That so did take Eliza, and our James!

But stay; I see thee in the hemisphere
Advanc'd, and make a constellation there:-
Shine forth, thou star of poets; and with rage,
Or influence, chide, or cheer, the drooping stage;
Which, since thy flight from hence, hath mourn'd
like night,

And despairs day, but for thy volumes light!
BEN JONSON.

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To the Memory of the deceased Author, Master
William Shakspeare.

Shakspeare, at length thy pious fellows give
The world thy works; thy works, by which outlive
Thy tomb, thy name must: when that stone is rent,
And time dissolves thy Stratford monument,
Here we alive shall view thee still; this book,
When brass and marble fade, shall make thee look
Fresh to all ages, when posterity

Shall loath what's new, think all is prodigy
That is not Shakspeare's, every line, each verse,
Here shall revive, redeem thee from thy hearse.
Nor fire, nor canker'd age,-as Naso said
Of his, thy wit-fraught book shall once invade:
Nor shall I e'er believe or think thee dead,
Though miss'd, until our bankrout stage be sped
(Impossible) with some new strain to out-do
Passions of Juliet, and her Romeo;

Or till I hear a scene more nobly take,

Than when thy half-sword parlying Romans spake:
Till these, till any of thy volume's rest,
Shall with more fire, more feeling be express'd,
Be sure, our Shakspeare, thou canst never die,
But, crown'd with laurel, live eternally.

L. DIGGES

Upon the Lines and Life of the famous Scenic Poet, Master William Shakspeare.

THOSE hands which you so clapp'd, go now and wring,

You Britons brave; for done are Shakspeare's days; His days are done that made the dainty plays,

Which made the globe of heaven and earth to

ring:

Dry'd is that vein, dry'd is that Thespian spring, Turn'd all to tears, and Phoebus clouds his rays; That corpse, that coffin, now bestick those bays,

Which crown'd him poet first, then poet's king. If tragedies might any prologue have,

All those he made would scarce make one to this; Where fame, now that he gone is to the grave, (Death's public tiring-house) the Nuntius is For, though his line of life went soon about, The life yet of his lines shall never out.

HUGH HOLLAND.

On the worthy Master Shakspeare, and his Poems.
A mind reflecting ages past, whose clear-
And equal surface can make things appear,
Distant a thousand years, and represent
Them in their lively colours, just extent:
To outrun hasty time, retrieve the fates,

Roll back the heavens, blow ope the iron gates
Of death and Lethe, where confused lie
Great hopes of ruinous mortality:

In that deep, dusky dungeon, to discern
A royal ghost from churls; by art to learn
The physiognomy of shades, and give

Them sudden birth, wondering how oft they live;
What story coldly tells, what poets feign
At second-hand, and picture without brain,
Senseless and soul-less shows: To give a stage,-
Ample, and true with life-voice, action, age,
As Plato's year, and new scene of the world,
Them unto us, or us to them had hurl'd:

To raise our ancient sovereigns from their hearse,
Make kings his subjects; by exchanging verse
Enlive their pale trunks, that the present age
Joys in their joy, and trembles at their rage:
Yet so to temper passion, that our ears
Take pleasure in their pain, and eyes in tears
Both weep and smile; fearful at plots so sad,
Then laughing at our fear: abus'd, and glad
To be abus'd; affected with that truth
Which we perceive is false, pleas'd in that ruth
At which we start, and, by elaborate play,
Tortur'd and tickled; by a crab-like way,
Time past made pastime, and in ugly sort
Disgorging up his ravin for our sport:-
While the plebeian imp, from lofty throne,
Creates and rules a world, and works upon
Mankind by secret engines; now to move
A chilling pity, then a rigorous love;

To strike up and stroke down, both joy and ire;
To steer the affections; and by heavenly fire
Mold us anew, stoln from ourselves:

This-and much more, which cannot be express'd
But by himself, his tongue, and his own breast,-
Was Shakspeare's freehold; which his cunning brain
Improv'd by favour of the nine-fold train ;-
The buskin'd muse, the comic queen, the grand
And louder tone of Clio, nimble hand
And nimble foot of the melodious pair,
The silver-voiced lady, the most fair
Calliope, whose speaking silence daunts,

And she whose praise the heavenly body chants,
These jointly woo'd him, envying one another;-
Obey'd by all as spouse, but lov'd as brother ;-
And wrought a curious robe, of sable grave,
Fresh green, and pleasant yellow, red most brave,
And constant blue, rich purple, guileless white,
And lowly russet, and the scarlet bright:
Branch'd and embroider'd like the painted spring;
Each leaf match'd with a flower, and each string
Of golden wire, each line of silk: there run
Italian works, whose thread the sisters spun;
And there did sing, or seem to sing, the choice
Birds of a foreign note and various voice:
Here hangs a mossy rock; there plays a fair
But chiding fountain, purled; not the air,
Nor clouds, nor thunder, but were living drawn;
Not out of common tiffany or lawn,
But fine materials, which the muses know,
And only know the countries where they grow.

Now, when they could no longer him enjoy,
Immortal garments pent,-death may destroy,
They say, his body ; but his verse shall live,
And more than nature takes, our hands shall give.
In a less volume, but more strongly bound,
Shakspeare shall breathe and speak, with laurel
crown'd,

Which never fades; fed with ambrosian meat,
In a well-lined vesture, rich, and neat;

So with this robe they clothe him, bid him wear it;
For time shall never stain, nor envy tear it.

The friendly Admirer of his Endowments.

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What needs my Shakspeare for his honour'd bones,
The labour of an age in piled atones;
Or that his hallow'd reliques should be hid
Under a star-ypointing pyramid ?
Dear son of memory, great heir of fame,
What needst thou such weak witness of thy name?
Thou, in our wouder and astonishment,
Hast built thyself a live-long monument:
For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art,
Thy easy numbers flow; and that each heart
Hath, from the leaves of thy unvalued book,
Those Delphic lines with deep impression took
Then thou, our fancy of itself bereaving,
Dost make us marble with too much conceiving;
And, so sepulcher'd, in such pomp dost lie,
That kings, for such a tomb, would wish to die.
JOHN MILTON.

GLOSSARY

OF OBSOLETE WORDS, AND OF WORDS VARYING FROM THEIR ORDINARY SIGNIFICATION.

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Acquittance, requital.

Action, direction by mute signs,

Action-taking, litigious.

charge, or accusation.

Actures, actions.

Additions, titles or characters.

Address, to prepare,

to make

ready.

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Addressed, or addrest, ready.

Adversity, contrariety.

Advertisement, admonition.

Advice, consideration, discretion, thought.

Advise, to consider, to recollect.
Advised, cool, cautious.

Aery or Aiery, a hawk's or eagle's

neat.

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Approof, approbation, proof.

Approve, to justify, prove, estab

lish.

Approved, experienced.
Approvers, those who try.

Aqua-vitæ, strong waters, probably usquebaugh.

Arabian bird, the phoenix.

Arch, chief.

Argentine, silver.

Argentine, the goddess Diana.
Argier, Algiers.

Argosies, ships laden with great wealth.

Argument, subject for conversation, evidence, proof.

Arm, to take up in the arms,
Aroint, avaunt, begone.
A-row, successively.

Art, practice as distinguished from theory; also, theory.,

Articulate, to enter into articles.
Artificial, ingenious, artful.
As, as if.

Ascaunt, askew, sideways.
Aspect, countenance.

Aspersion, sprinkling.

As point, completely armed
Assay, test.

Ascapart, a giant.
Assinego, a male ass.

Astringer, a gentleman falconer.
Assurance, conveyance or deed.
Assured, affianced.

Ates, instigate from Até, the god

dess of bloodshed.

Atomies, minute particles visible in
the sun's rays.
Attasked, taken to task.
Attended, waited for.
Attent, attentive.
Atone, to reconcile.
Attest, attestation.
Attorney, deputation.
Attorneyship,

the discretional

agency of another. Attornied, supplied by substitution

of embassies.

Audacious, spirited, animated. Audrey, a corruption of Ethelrea. Augurs, prognosticators. Aukward, adverse.

Aunts, strumpets.

Authentic, learned.

Awful, reverend.

Awless, failing to produce awe.
B.

Ancient, an ensign, or standard- Baccare, stand back, give place.

Amort, dispirited.

An, as if,

**Anchor, a hermit.

bearer.

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Bairn, brushwood.

Baldrick, a belt.

Bale, misery.
Baleful, baneful.

Balked, bathed or piled up.
Ballase, ballast.

Balm, the oil of consecration.
Ban, curse.

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Battle, army.

Bawcock, a jolly fellow.

Bay, the space between the main beams of a house.

Bay-curtal, a bay-docked horse.
Bay-window, a bow-window.

Beadsmen, religious persons, maintained to pray for their benefactor.

Beak, the forecastle.

Bear a brain, to perfectly resemble. Beard, to defy.

Bearing, demeanour.

Bearing-cloth, a mantle used at christenings.

Beat (in falconry), to flutter. Beating, hammering, dwelling

upon

Beaver, helmet in general.

Beck, a salutation" made with the head.

Becomed, becoming.

Beetle, to hang over the base.
Behave, to manage.

Behests, commands.

Beholding, viewing with regard.

Behowl, to howl at.

Being, abode.

Beldame, ancient mother.

Be-lee'd, becalmed.

Belongings, endowments.

Be-mete, be-measure.

Be-moiled, bedraggled, bemired.
Bending, unequal to the weight.
Benefit, beneficiary.
Bent, utmost degree of
Benumbed, inflexible.

Beshrew, may ill befall.

any passion.

Besmirch, to foul or dirty.
Best, bravest.

Bestowed, stowed away, lodged.
Bestraught, distracted.

Beteem, to give, pour out, permit | Braying, harsh, grating.

suffer.

Bewray, betray.

Bezonian, a mean fellow.

Break, to begin.
Break up, to carve.

Break with, to break the matter to

Bias-cheek, swelling out like the Breast, voice.

bias of a bowl.

Bid, to invite.

Bid-the-base, to challenge in a con

test.

Bifold, two-fold.
Biggin, a cap

Bilberry, a whortleberry.

Bilbo, a Spanish blade, made at

Bilboa.

Bilboes, tetters.

Bill, articles of accusation.

Breath, speech, also exercise.
Breathing-courtesy, mere verbal
compliment.

Breeched, foully sheathed, mired.
Breeching, liable to be flogged.
Breathed, inured by constant prac.
tice.

Breathe, to utter.

Breed-bate, an exciter of quarrels.
Bribe-buck, a buck sent as a bribe.
Bridal, the nuptial feast.

Bill, a weapon, formerly carried by Bring, to attend or accompany.

watchmen.

Bin, is.

Bird-bolt, an arrow shot at birds from a cross-bow.

Bisson, blind.

Blank, the white mark of a target. Blank and level, mark and aim, (terms in gunnery.)

Blaze of youth, the spring of early life.

Blear, to deceive.

Blench, to start off, to fly off.
Blent, blended.

Blind-worm, the cæcilia, or slow.

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Brize, the gad, or horse-fly.
Broach, to put on the spit, to
transfix.

Brock, the badger.
Brogues, a kind of shoes.
Broken, communicated.
Broker, a match-maker, a pro-

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Blurt, blurted, an expression of con- Bunting, a bird.

tempt.

Board, to accost.

Bobb, to trick.

Bodged, boggled, clumsy.

Bodkin, a small dagger.

Bolted, sifted.

Bolting-hutch, the receptacle in

which the meal is bolted.

Bombard, or bumbard, a barrel.
Bombast, the stuffing of clothes.
Bona-robas, strumpets.

Bond, bounden duty.

Bony or bonny, handsome.

Book, paper of conditions.

Boot, profit, something over and

above.

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Burgonet, a helmet.
Busky, woody.

Butt-shaft, an arrow to shoot at
shafts with.

Buxom, obedient.
By'rlaken, by our lady.
C.

Caddis, worsted lace,
Cade, a barrel.
Cadent, falling.
Cage, a prison.
Cam-coloured, yellow.
Caitiff, a scoundrel.
Calculate, to foretell.

Caliver, a musket.

Call, to visit.

Callet, a woman, a witch.

Calling, appellation.

Calin, qualm.

Camelot, a place where King Ar

thur is supposed to have kept
his court.

Canary, a dance.

Candle-wasters, those who sit up all

night to drink.

Canker, the dog-rose,
Canstick, candlestick.

Bottled-spider, a large bloated spi- Cantons, cantos.

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Canvas, to sift.

Canvas-climber, a sailor,
Cap, the top, the chief.

Cap, to salute by taking off the

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Chance, fortune.

Chary, cautious.

Chases, a term in tennis.
Chaudron, entrails.

Cheater, for escheatour, an officer
in the Exchequer.

Checks, probably for ethics.
Cheer, countenance.

Cherry-pit, a game with cherry

stones.

Cheveril, soft leather; also, con

science.

Chew, to ruminate, consider.
Chewet, a chattering bird.
Chide, to resound, to echo; also, to
*scold, be clamorous.
Chiding, sound, noisy.
Child, a knight, a hero.
Child, a female infant.
Childing, unseasonably pregnant.
Choppine, a high shoe.

Chough, a bird of the daw species.

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