Straight mine eye hath caught new 35 messes] Sylv. Du Bartas, p. 171. und rebecks sound and old come forth to play -long daylight fail; spicy nut-brown ale, told of many a feat, Tab the junkets eat; ch'd, and pull'd, she said, Friars' lanthorn led, e drudging Goblin sweat, cream-bowl duly set, e night, ere glimpse of morn, y flail hath thresh'd the corn, y-lab'rers could not end; m down the lubber fiend, 'd out all the chimney's length, 95 100 105 110 There is a pretty tale of a witch that had the Dout her, God bless us, that had a gyaunt to her called Lob-lye-by-the-fire.' Knight of the B. sc. 1. Warton. L With store of ladies, whose bright e And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, 120 weeds] Troilus and Cressida, act iii. sc. • Great Hector in his weeds of pea 122 Rain] From the Messaggiero of Tas quaggiu della lor virtu.' Black's Life of Tas eus'self may heave his head en slumber on a bed Elysian flowers, and hear ns as would have won the ear to have quite set free gain'd Eurydice. elights if thou canst give, h thee I mean to live. ysian flowers] See Par. Lost, iii. ver. 359. 145 150 the seat of state, with this song. SONG I. Look, Nymphs and Shepherds, look, What sudden blaze of majesty Is that which we from hence descry, Too divine to be mistook; This, this is she To whom our vows and wishes bend; Here our solemn search hath end. Fame, that her high worth to raise, 5 This] Jonson's Ent. at Altrope, 1603. 'This is shee, This is shee, In whose world of grace,' &c. |