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THOMAS HEYWOOD. 1500-1565.

Babe Doble raitor.

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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;
Which when the hawk espies, leaves her first game,

And boldly ventures on the king of birds.
Long tugged they in the air, till at the length
The falcon (better breathed) seized on the eagle,
And struck it dead. The barons praised the bird,
And for her courage she was peerless held.
The Emperor, after some deliberate thoughts,
Made her no less: he caused a crown of gold
To be new framed, and fitted to her head,
In honour of her courage; then the bird,
With great applause, was to the market-place
In triumph borne; where, when her utmost worth
Had been proclaimed, the common executioner
First by the King's command took off her crown,
And after with a sword struck off her head,
As one no better than a noble traitor
Unto 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.

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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,
And our master's mate he is not to seek;
And here is a boatswain will do his good will,
And here is a ship, boy, we never had leak.

Lustily, lustily, &c.

THE MARINER'S GLEE.

If fortune then fail not, and our next voyage prove,
We will return merrily, and make good cheer,
And hold altogether as friends linked in love,
The cans shall be filled with wine, ale, and beer,
Lustily, lustily, &c.

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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!

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