THOMAS HEYWOOD. 1500-1565. Babe Doble raitor. A PERSIAN history I read of late, how the great Sophy once Flying a noble falcon at the herne, In comes by chance an eagle sousing by; And boldly ventures on the king of birds. 1576. abe ariner's Song. USTILY, lustily, lustily let us sail forth, The wind trim doth serve us, it blows from the north. All things we have ready, and nothing we want To furnish our ship that rideth hereby ; Victuals and weapons they be nothing scant; Like worthy mariners ourselves we will try. Lustily, lustily, &c. Her flags be new trimmed, set flaunting aloft, Our ship for swift swimming, oh! she doth excel; We fear no enemies, we have 'scaped them oft; Of all ships that swimmeth she beareth the bell. Lustily, lustily, &c. And here is a master excelleth in skill, Lustily, lustily, &c. THE MARINER'S GLEE. If fortune then fail not, and our next voyage prove, BEN JONSON. 1574-1637. Hymn to Cynthia. UEEN and huntress, chaste and fair! Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep. Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess, excellently bright! Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close; Bless us then with wishèd sight, Goddess, excellently bright! Lay thy bow of pearl apart, And thy crystal shining quiver, Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe,-how short soever; Thou, that mak'st a day of night, Goddess, excellently bright! |