Othello-Continued.

Act v. Sc. 2.

I have done the state some service, and they know it.

Act v. Sc. 2.

Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate,

Nor set down aught in malice.

Then must you speak

Of one that loved not wisely, but too well.

Of one, whose hand,

Like the base Júdean, threw a pearl away,
Richer than all his tribe.

The painful warrior, famoused for fight,
After a thousand victories once foiled,
Is from the books of honor razed quite,
And all the rest forgot for which he toiled.

lxvi.

And simple truth miscalled simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill.

THOMAS TUSSER.

1523-1580.

Moral Reflections on the Wind. Except wind stands as never it stood, It is an ill wind turns none to good.

Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry.

CHAPTER Xii.

At Christmas play, and make good cheer,
For Christmas comes but once a year.

CHAPTER XXxviii.

Such mistress, such Nan,
Such master, such man.

CHAPTER xlvi.

'Tis merry in hall,

When beards wag all.*

CHAPTER lvii.

Look ere thou leap, see ere thou go.

* Merry swithe it is in halle,
When the beards waveth alle.

Life of Alexander. Adam Davie? 1312.

Mustapha. Act v. Sc. 4.

O wearisome condition of humanity!

Sonnet lvi.

And out of minde as soon as out of sight.

CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE.

1565-1593.

Hero and Leander.

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

The Passionate Shepherd to his Love.
Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That valleys, groves, and hills, and fields,
Woods, or steepy mountains, yield.

SIR WALTER RALEIGH.

1552-1618.

The Nymph's Reply to the Passionate Shepherd.
If all the world and love were young,
And truth in every shepherd's tongue,
These pretty pleasures might me move
To live with thee, and be thy love.

The Silent Lover.

Silence in love bewrays more love
Than words, though ne'er so witty;
A beggar that is dumb, you know,
May challenge double pity.

JOSHUA SYLVESTER.

1563-1618.

The Soul's Errand.*

Go, Soul, the body's guest,
Upon a thankless errand!

Fear not to touch the best:

The truth shall be thy warrant,

Go, since I needs must die,

And give the world the lie.

RICHARD BARNFIELD.

Address to the Nightingale.†

As it fell upon a day,

In the merry month of May,

Sitting in a pleasant shade

Which a grove of myrtles made.

* Sylvester is now generally regarded as the author of "The Soul's Errand," long attributed to Raleigh.

This song, often attributed to Shakespeare, is now confidently assigned to Barnfield, and it is found in his collection of Poems, published between 1594 and 1598.

EDMUND SPENSER.

1553-1597.

FAERIE QUEENE.

Book i. Canto i. St. 35.

The noblest mind the best contentment has.

Book i. Canto iii. St. 4.

Her angels face,

As the great eye of heaven, shyned bright,
And made a sunshine in the shady place.

Book i. Canto viii. St. 40.

Entire affection hateth nicer hands.

Book i. Canto ix. St. 35.

That darkesome cave they enter, where they find
That cursed man, low sitting on the ground,
Musing full sadly in his sullein mind.

Book ii. Canto vi. St. 12.

No daintie flowre or herbe that growes on grownd
No arborett with painted blossoms drest

And smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd
To bud out faire, and throwe her sweete smels al arownd

Book iv. Canto ii. St. 32.

Dan Chaucer, well of English undefyled.