Proceedings of the Suffolk Institute of Archaeology, Volumen3

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Página 104 - Then rose he up, and put off his clothes unto his shirt, and gave them away. Which done, he said with a loud voice: Good people, I have taught you nothing but God's holy word, and those lessons that I have taken out of God's blessed book, the holy Bible; and I am come hither this day to seal it with my blood.
Página 129 - When thou with rebukes dost chasten man for sin, thou makest his beauty to consume away, like as it were a moth fretting a garment: every man therefore is but vanity.
Página 64 - My sledge and hammer lie reclin'd, My bellows too have lost their wind, My fire's extinct, my forge decay'd, My vice is in the dust all laid. My coal is spent, my iron gone, My nails are drove, my work is done.
Página 146 - Dread, do not thy selfe that wrong, To let thy fame lie so in hidden shade : But call it forth, O call him forth to thee...
Página 106 - Pastor dragg'da Victim by ; Still scattering gifts and blessings as he past "To the blind pair" his farewell alms were cast ; His clinging flock e'en here around him pray'd "As thou hast aided us, be God thine aid...
Página 11 - Happy the yeoman's house into which one of these Dutchmen did enter, "bringing industry and wealth along with them. Such who came in strangers " within doors, soon after went out bridegrooms, and returned sons-in-law, having " married the daughters of their landlords who first entertained them : yea, those "yeomen in whose houses they harboured soon proceeded gentlemen, gaining them " estates to themselves, arms and worship to their estates.
Página 131 - I stuff my skin so full within Of jolly good ale and old. Back and side go bare, go bare ; Both foot and hand go cold ; But, belly, God send thee good ale enough, Whether it be new or old.
Página 178 - With lowliness majestic from her seat, And grace that won who saw to wish her stay, Rose, and went forth among her fruits and flowers, To visit how they prospered, bud and bloom, Her nursery; they at her coming sprung, And touched by her fair tendance, gladlier grew.
Página 10 - ... their beds should be good and their bedfellows better, seeing the richest yeomen in England would not disdain to marry their daughters unto them ; and such the English beauties, that the most envious foreigners could not but commend them.
Página 106 - Nor taunts, nor bribe of mitred rank, nor stake Nor blows, nor flames his heart of firmness shake. Serene, his folded hands, his upward eyes, Like holy Stephen's, seek the opening skies. There fixed in rapture, his prophetic sight Views Truth dawn clear on England's bigot night.

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