SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. 1554-1586.

Sweet food of sweetly uttered knowledge. The Defence of Poesy.

He cometh unto you with a tale which holdeth children from play, and old men from the chimney-corner.

Ibid.

I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglass, that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet.

Ibid.

High erected thoughts seated in the heart of courtesy.

Arcadia. Book i.

They are never alone that are accompanied

with noble thoughts.

My dear, my better half.

Ibid.

Ibid. Book iii.

Have I caught my heav'nly jewel.'

Astrophel and Stella. Second Song.

LORD BROOKE.

1554-1628.

O wearisome condition of humanity!

Mustapha. Act v. Sc. 4.

And out of mind as soon as out of sight.2

Sonnet lvi.

1 Quoted by Shakespeare, Merry Wives of Windsor Act iii. Sc. 3.

2 Cf. Kempis, Imitation of Christ, Book i. Ch. 23.

CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE. 1565-1593.

WORKS (ED. DYCE, 1862).

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?1
Hero and Leander.

Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dales and fields,
Woods or steepy mountains, yields.

The Passionate Shepherd to his Love.

By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

Ibid.

And I will make thee beds of roses,

And a thousand fragrant posies.

Ibid.

When all the world dissolves,

And every creature shall be purified,

All places shall be hell that are not heaven.

Faustus.

Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships,

And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?

Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.

Her lips suck forth my soul: see, where it flies!

Ibid.

O, thou art fairer than the evening air,
Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.

Ibid.

1 Quoted by Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act iii. Sc. 5.

[Faustus continued.

Cut is the branch that might have grown full

straight,

And burned is Apollo's laurel bough,1

That sometime grew within this learnèd man.

Infinite riches in a little room.

Ibid.

The Jew of Malta. Acti.

Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness.

Ibid. Acti.

Now will I shew myself to have more of the serpent than the dove; that is, more knave than fool.

Love me little, love me long.2

Ibid. Act ii.

RICHARD HOOKER.

Ibid. Act iv.

1553-1600.

Of Law there can be no less acknowledged, than that her seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony of the world: all things in heaven and earth do her homage, the very least as feeling her care, and the greatest as not exempted from her power. Ecclesiastical Polity. Book i.

That to live by one man's will became the cause of all men's misery.

1 O, withered is the garland of the war,

The soldier's pole is fallen.

Ibid. Book i.

Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra, Activ. Sc. 13.

2 See Herrick, p. 159.

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. 1564-1616.

THE TEMPEST.

I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated To closeness, and the bettering of my mind.

Act i. Sc. 2.

Like one,

Who having, unto truth, by telling of it,

Made such a sinner of his memory,

Come unto these yellow sands,

And then take hands:

Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd

The wild waves whist.

Full fathom five thy father lies;

Act i. Sc. 2.

Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,

But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.

1'spiriting,' Cambridge ed.

Act i. Sc. 2.

B

[Tempest continued.

The fringed curtains of thine eye advance.

Acti Sc. 2.

There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple :
If the ill spirit have so fair a house,
Good things will strive to dwell with 't.

Mir. And mine, with my heart in 't.

As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.

Act iv. Sc. I.