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⊕ Anonymous
⊕ Beaumont, Francis
⊕ Cartwright, William
⊕ Chapman, George
⊕ Daborne, Robert
⊕ Daniel, Samuel
⊕ Dekker, Thomas
⊕ Denham, John
⊕ Ford, John
⊕ Gent, J. W.,
⊕ Goffe, Thomas
⊕ Greville, Fulke
⊕ Hausted, Peter
⊕ Heywood, Thomas
⊕ Jonson, Ben
⊕ Lyly, John
⊕ Marston, John
⊕ Massinger, Philip
⊕ Middleton, Thomas
⊕ Milton, John
⊕ Peaps, William
⊕ Quarles, Francis
⊕ Shakespeare, William
⊕ Shirley, Henry
⊕ Shirley, James
⊕ Sidney, Sir Philip
⊕ source, not in
⊕ Suckling, Sir John
⊕ Tomkis, Thomas
⊕ Tourneur, Cyril
⊕ Webster, John
⊕ Wilkins, George

not in source - Results found: 296

--you are cruell If you deny him swearing. & take
from him Three full ꝑts of his language
By Septimus, in not in source (1.1.85-87), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 1
 
I know no Court but Marshall. No oyly language. No dal liance but wth death. No lofty measure but weary, & sad mar ches.
By , in not in source (1.1.61-64), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2
 
Balls of consuming fire yt lickt men up like lightning
have I laught at, & tost ym back again like childrens trifles.
By , in not in source (1.1.65-68), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2
 
upō ye edges of my enemies swords I’ve mcht like whirl= winds, fury at this handwaiting, Death at my right, Fortune
my forlorne hope, wn I have grapled wth destruction, & tug’d
wth pale fac’t ruine, night, & mischiefe frighted to see a
new day breake in blood.
By , in not in source (1.1.68-74), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2
 
– He wants faire language. nay ‘tis certaine
He cannot say, Good morrow.
By , in not in source (1.2.22-23), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2
 
-- Look how he Muses.
By , in not in source (1.2.40), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2
 
Ha’s a
battalia now in’s brains.
By , in not in source (1.2.41), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2
 
– This old dry’d timber chopt
wth thunder.
By , in not in source (1.2.55), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2
 
– this fellow wth all his frights about him
& his furies, his larms, & his lances, Nay case him up in armor
cap-a- pea, yet I durst undtake r.
By , in not in source (1.2.46-51), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2
 
1. –in wt a phrase he speaks! as if his actions could be sett
of in nots. but a noyse. Sure has a drum in’s mouth.
By , in not in source (#1.182-84.), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 3
 
& psently they she must
expect a Herald, & a trumpet to bid her render –
By , in not in source (1.1.99-101), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 3
 
– his vices make the
whole name of soldier suffer.
By , in not in source (1.1.214-15), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 3
 
1.
Ladies lips are like rosebuds, blowne wth mens breath, they
lose both sap, & savor
By , in not in source (1.1.129-30), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 4
 
– his palate’s down –
By , in not in source (2.3.32), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 5
 
Sure she has
transform’d me, I had forgot my tongue cleane. My lips were lockt upō me. I nev before saw a face but I was able boldly to encount it, & speak my mind; This is divine & only servd wth revnce
By , in not in source (2.4.76-80), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 5
 
You keep a prating of y or points of manns, & fill my head
wth lowsy circumstances, bett have ballets in’t. Yr courtly
worship how to put of my hat, you how to turne me, & you
forsooth how to blow my nose discreetly
By , in not in source (1.2.10-14), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 7
 
2.
Difficilia pulcra, yt s my Motto (gentlemen) I’le wine this
diamond frō ye rock, & weare her Or ------
By , in not in source (2.1.45-47), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 11
 
-- Yeeld my sword? yt ’s Hebrew. I’le be cutt it peeces first.
By , in not in source (1.2.29-31), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 11
 
I love you. Not for yor beauty. Tho I confesse it blowes
ye first fire in us. time as he passes by puts out yt sparckle
Not for y or wealth altho ye world kneele to it, Fortune yt
ruines all, makes yt his conquest. Be honest & be vertuous
I'le admire you
By , in not in source (3.2.139-145), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 12
 
corruption ye comon Key of Secrets
By , in not in source (4.1.31-32), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 15
 
1.
gett ye to schoole study. & find ye näll cause why a dog
turns thrice about ere he lies down. there’s learning.
By , in not in source (3.2.121-23), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 18
 
– no tomb shall hold
ye but these 2 arms. no trickmts but my tears Ov thy hearse my
sorrows like sad arms shall hand for ev On ye toughest marble
my eyes shall weep ye out an Epitaph. &cet cetera.
By , in not in source (5.4.293-97), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 19
 
2
I am too tough to melt.
By , in not in source (3.4.210), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 19
 
1
– his head hung wth hailes & frosty isicles.
By , in not in source (4.1.17-18), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 20
 
2.
(whore)
a coon gamester
By , in not in source (1.1.254), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 22
 
all to fitters, & he’s taking
ye height of his fortune wth a sirenge. hee’s chin’d, good man.
By , in not in source (2.3.3-5), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 22
 
2
– a poore thin theef.
By , in not in source (1.2.35), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 23
 
This soule (or rather salt,
to keep this heap of flesh frō being a walking stench) like a
large Inne stands open for ye enttainment of all impious practi ses, but there’s no corn an honest thought can take up, &c.
By , in not in source (5.1.47-52), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 23
 
– sweet as ye spring, & as his blossoms
tender.
By , in not in source (4.1.16), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 24
 
4
– ye gentle vine climbs up ye oke, & clips him, And when ye
stroke comes, yet they fall together.
By , in not in source (5.4.243-4), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 25
 
2.
to gett upō my great horse, & appeare ye signe of such a man
& trott my measures, or fiddle out whole frosty nights under ye
window, while my teeth keep tune, I hold no handsomenesse.
By , in not in source (2.1.22-6), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 25
 
O most faire cov of a hand far fairer
Thou blessed innocence yt guards’t yt whiteness, live next my heart.
By , in not in source (2.4.81-3), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 25
 
3.
– he speakes accordg to the phrase triumphant. –
By , in not in source (2.3.64), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 33
 
— quarrell wth this gentlem
for wearing staell breeches. or this gamest for playing a
1000 to yt owes me noth.ḡ &c
By , in not in source (1.1.86-89), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 37
 
he’s so swift
giving ground, there is noe ovtaking him wth out a hun= ting nag well breath’d too—
By , in not in source (1.2.12-14), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 38
 
Mountebanks if yr knavy be discovd in one place
By , in not in source (2.6.30-40), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 53
 
Confidence, thou paint of women, & ye Statesman’s
wisdom, Valor for cowards, & ye Guiltie ’s Innocence,
Assist me now
By , in not in source (4.1.23-26), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 58
 
I have a suit to you.
By , in not in source (1.1.134-135), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69
 
Women’s choice, like bees, lights oft on flowers, as oft on Weeds
By , in not in source (1.1.199), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69
 
--Force one to marry? Worse yn inclosḡ of com ons.
By , in not in source (1.2.191-192), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69
 
Who fains friendship, deserves to be hang'd, rather, than
he, yt counterfeits Money.
By , in not in source (1.2.238-239), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69
 
Keep yor Hat on ye block; ‘ twill hold fashion ye longer.
By , in not in source (2.1.143-144), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69
 
-- Loves ō M. like a p of Tarriers; would undo him quickly
By , in not in source (2.1.143-144), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69
 
--no more Right, to’t, yn false Execrs have in orphan’s Goods, they cozen them of
By , in not in source (2.3.169-170), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 69
 
One cured of ye Gout; by being rackt in ye Tower.
By , in not in source (3.2.156), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 70
 
Ignoramus shall wear his spatious Inkhorn all a
vacatiŏ, only to c u re tetters: & his penknife to
weed corns fro ye splay toes of ye right worfull
By , in not in source (4.1.33, 51-54), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 70
 
The right Ey is ō liker to the left than he to him —
By , in not in source (TLN1748-1749), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 71
 
By all ye powers yt hear Oaths, & rain Vengeance
upon broken Faith, I promise—
By , in not in source (TLN2508-2510), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 71
 
Far clearer yn ye Innocence of Infants
By , in not in source (1.1.6), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 71
 
The privat’st Thought, yt runs to hide itself in ye m. secret
corn of your Heart, must be of my Acquaintance.
By , in not in source (1.1.124-126), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 71
 
- yt voice rings ye Alarm of my undoing.
By , in not in source (2.1.151), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 72
 
Impudent! For thy sake at this Minute modesty suf
fers all yt 's vertuous, blushes; & Truth like ye sun
vext wth a Mist, looks red wth Anger.
By , in not in source (2.2.143-147), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 72
 
His pen draws blood frō ym. he never writes, but their cause bleeds.
By , in not in source (3.1.1-2), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 72
 
Stones whose Rate Is rich or poor as Fancy values ye
By , in not in source (TLN909-910), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 75
 
N ev leaves
gaping till he hath swallowed Whole parishes;
Church, Steeple, Bells, & All.
By , in not in source (TLN582-583), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 76
 
Not a word more, peace! for wakḡ the children.
By , in not in source (TLN2043), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 77
 
So well exprienc’d in this tottering world.
By Luce, in not in source (TLN1247), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 77
 
Thou Bitchwolfe Son. beefwitted,
By , in not in source (TLN870), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 77
 
thou wear’st thy Wit in thy
Belly, & thy guts in thy Head.
By , in not in source (TLN927-928), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 77
 
(kisses
This is In witness of the pties intchangeably
By , in not in source (TLN1689-1690), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 78
 
-- saies hee’l stand at y Door like a Sheriff’s post, or
be supporter to a Bench, but he’ll speak with you.
By , in not in source (TLN441-442), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 79
 
‘Tis stand water wth him betw. boy, & Man.
By , in not in source (TLN452-453), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 79
 
Excellt fair! If G. did All R.
Tis in grain, Sr, ’Twill
Endure Wind & weather!
Tis Beauty truly blent, who
’s red & white Nre’s own sweet & cunn hand laid on.
By , in not in source (TLN529-531), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 79
 
O she misus’d me past ye endurance of a block;
By , in not in source (TLN642), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 83
 
He stammers & powrs his Words out of his mouth,
as wine comes out of a narrow-mouthd bottle; ei= =ther too much, or none at all.
By , in not in source (TLN1394-1397), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 84
 
As lying a Gossip as ev made her Neighbs believe she
wept for ye death of a 3d Husbd.
By , in not in source (TLN1226-1228), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 85
 
The good N. ye honest N. – O yt I had a title good enough,
to keep his name company.
By , in not in source (TLN1230-1231), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 85
 
My Ring I hold as dear as my finger: ’tis part of it.
By , in not in source (TLN448-449), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 88
 
’Tis a Basilisk to my Ey: kills me to look on’t—
By , in not in source (TLN1279-1280), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
--& all the Fiends of Hell divide themselves between you-
By , in not in source (TLN1303-1304), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
He, thou callst Father, was I know not where, Wn thou
wert stampt, some Coiner wth his Tools made thee
a Counterfeit.
By , in not in source (TLN1343), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
If this be so; Heaven means to strike me Dead
with mortal Joy.
By , in not in source (TLN3520-3521), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 89
 
Thy lustre thickens, when he shines by.
By , in not in source (TLN993-994), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 91
 
--not worth ye Dust, wch ye rude Wind blows in his Face_
By , in not in source (TLN2302-2303), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 95
 
Wn he refus'd ye Rabblement howled & clapt yr chopt
hands, threw up yr sweaty nightcaps, & utterd such a
deal of stinkḡ breath yt Cesar swoon'd
By , in not in source (TLN348-351), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 95
 
The thḡ s yt threatened me, Ne'r lookt but on my back.
wn r ye Face of Cesar, they streight vanished
By , in not in source (TLN997-999), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 96
 
I'll not be thawd wth yt, wch meltetth Fools, sweet
Words, Low curt'sies, & base Spaniel-fawning.
By , in not in source (TLN1248-1250), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 96
 
You tritons of ye Minnows.
By , in not in source (TLN1782), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 97
 
--as easy as to set Dogs on sheep.
By , in not in source (TLN1184-1185), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 97
 
Some News is come, yt turns his Countenance.
By , in not in source (TLN2965-2966), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 99
 
-a Name, Who's Repetition shall be dogd wth Curses.
By , in not in source (TLN3500-3501), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 99
 
(fast running)
He seem'd to devour the Way.
By , in not in source (TLN101), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 100
 
his Disc. of Warr is a Battel rendred in Music:
By , in not in source (TLN84-85), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 101
 
unloses Gordian knots in policy familiar as his Garter.
By , in not in source (TLN87-88), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 101
 
G. & his Angels guard y or sacred Throne.
By , in not in source (TLN153), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 101
 
I’d rather chop this Hand off wth a blow, And wth ye other
fling it at thy face, Than bear so low a sail to strike to ^thee
By , in not in source (TLN2728-2730), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 103
 
(of Warwick’s fall
Thus yields ye Cedar to ye Axes Edge, Who’s Arms gave
shelter to ye princely Eagle, Under Who’s shade the
ramping Lion slept, Who’s top branch overpeerd
Jove’s spreadḡ tree, And kept low shrubs from Winter’s
powerf. wind.
By , in not in source (TLN2812-2816), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 103
 
As he would bite ye World
By , in not in source (TLN3128), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 103
 
(1. ye K.
myself am Naples.
By , in not in source (TLN584), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 104
 
If – by this hand I’ll supplant some of y or Teeth.
By , in not in source (TLN1400), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 104
 
I’ll
turn my Mercy out o’doors, & make a stockfish of thee
By , in not in source (TLN1420), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 104
 
I would beleev’t agst an oracle.
By , in not in source (TLN1663-1664), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 104
 
Spirit, my queint Ariel.
By , in not in source (TLN453-454), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 104
 
Poor banckrupt Heart, not havḡ where wth all to pay
all, yt was due, It broke--
By , in not in source (5(t).2.189-191), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 111
 
They sleep to Night in yr windḡ sheets, I think;
there’s such a genral Quiet.
By , in not in source (5(t).3.1-3), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 111
 
–is all forgott? All schooldaies freindship, childhood innocence
Wee, Hermia, like 2 artificiall Gods, have wth or needles created
both one flower Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion
Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if or hands, or
sides, voices, & minds Had bin incorporate. So we grew together
Like to a double cherry seeming pted, but yet an union in
partition, Two lonely berries moulded on one stemme. So wth
2 seeming bodies but one heart, Two of ye 1st life coats in He
raldry, Due but to one, & crowned with one craft.
By , in not in source (TLN1228-1441), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 97, p. 79
 
Such gallant chiding nev did I heare, So Musicall a discord such sweet thunder.
By Hippolita, in not in source (TLN1636-1639), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 97, p. 79
 
Crookb Nature hath plac’d an envious mountain of my back where sits deformity to mock my body, She dry’d mine arme up like a withered shrimp, & made my legs of an unequall size.
By , in not in source (TLN1679-1683), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 97, p. 81
 
K. H. 6 askt ye Earle of Somset.: wt pretty boy is yt you seeme to be so carefull of.
By , in not in source (TLN2448-2449), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 97, p. 81
 
Come hither pretty lad. If heavenly powers doe aime aright To my divining thoughts, thou pretty boy shall prove this countries blisse. Thy head is made to weare a princely crowne Thy lookes are all replete wth maty. Make much of him my Lds for this is hee, Shall helpe you more, yn you are hurt by me.
By , in not in source (TLN2452-2462), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 97, p. 81
 
The owle shrikt at his birth, an evill signe: The night crow cry’d a boding, lucklesse tune, Dogs howld, & hideous tempests shook downe trees. The raven rookt her on ye chymnies top, & chatte ring pyes in dismall discord sung. His mother felt more yn a mother’s paine, & yet brought forth lesse yn a mothers hope To witt: an undigested lumpe, not like ye fruit of such a goodly tree Teeth had he in his head wn he was borne. To sign. he came to bite ye world.
By , in not in source (TLN3118-3128), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 97, p. 81
 
He came into ye world wth his legs forward ye women weeping, & ye midwifes crying, Oh Jesus blesse us, he is borne wth teeth. And as heaven made his body soe, Hell made his crooked mind to answer it.
By , in not in source (TLN3147-3155), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 97, p. 81
 
By Ben Jonson
Still to be neat, still to be drest,
As you were goeing to a feast;
Still to be pouder'd, still pfum'd
Ladie it is to be presum'd
Though arts hid causes are not found
All is not sweete, all is not sound.
Give me a looke, give me a face
That makes simplicitie a grace:
Roabe loosely hanging, hayre as free.
Such sweet neglect more taketh me.
Then all the spurious feats of art
They please mine eyes, but not my hart.
By , in not in source (1.1.71-82), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 10309, f. 100v
 
Verses before a Masque
Gentlemen y’are welcome, but not from me,
For god’s my judge, doe but let you see
Men; whom of late, from out ye Northerns sands
The sea belcht up, upon our fruitfull lands,
They are all males, put yo u but females to’um
They will not sticke in baudy termes to woo 'um
I brought them hither for to make yo u sport
And when that’s done we’le whip them to ye court.
They’re skill’d in horne-pipes, Jigs, & country-rounds
God save King James, the divell take his hounds.
By not in source, in not in source (unknown), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 10309, f.140v
 
44.
(meaning some alderemen)
an old chaine that drawes ye citty eares
By , in not in source (3.2.368-369), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 69
 
ib:
forehead of steele, and mouth of brass! hath impudence
forge soe grosse a lie, and darst thou vent it.
By , in not in source (5.1.34-35), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 70
 
written just to his meridean, and ye scale of ye grounded judgements here, his play fellowes to wit.
By , in not in source (Induction.1.42-44), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 70v
 
a wise justice of peace meditant.
By , in not in source (Ind. 1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 70v
 
zeale of the land. a ?set name christen-name for a Puritane. and instead of windefred a womans name is win= -- win-the-fight / a blew starchd puritan.
By , in not in source (None), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 70v
 
10.
an old-womans husband is calld her Adam
By , in not in source (*), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 70v
 
38
he? foole? a name for beadle.
By , in not in source (****), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 72r
 
for a serious fellow a gentleman soe chast of her selfe shee need not feare what pany shee comes into
By , in not in source (**), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 72r
 
The cleerenes of soule.
By , in not in source (epistle), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 72v
 
A man yt stands ye rare and justified example of our age
By , in not in source (epistle), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 72v
 
To you, these cold papers addresse themselves, wch if (with truce to your richer contemplations) you vouchsafe to read and smile upon.
By , in not in source (epistle), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 72v
 
Thou aret too much like mee;
By , in not in source (*), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 72v
 
would wee had binne borne in distant climes, and never tooke
cement from our sympathies in nature.
By , in not in source (1.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 72v
 
Theres nothing yt I love but thou lovest it too. I weare not my owne heart about mee, but this exchange; thy eyes let in my objects, thou hearst for mee, talkst, kisst, and enjoyst all my felicities
By , in not in source (1.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 72v
 
I have binne his engine in ye worke:
By , in not in source (1.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 73r
 
What correspondency maintaine you wth this man:
By , in not in source (1.2), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 73r
 
he, let mee bee but onely [your] servant
By , in not in source (*), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 73v
 
most wise, honourable, and incorrupt judges, sleepe not I beseech you.
By , in not in source (3.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 73v
 
here hee stands
whose birth I will not touch, because its altogether unknowne who begot him.
By , in not in source (3.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 73v
 
xx
this ir- religious nay Atheisticall Traitor, did wth his owne hands poison ye Dukes praier-booke.
By , in not in source (3.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 73v
 
and had his highness, as in former times he accustomed but praied once in a month, wch by
special grace hee omitted, how fatall had it beene to Florence.
By , in not in source (3.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 73v
 
This is yt will overthrowe him, hee ↄfesses hee never sought the princes life, ere he sought
his death.
By , in not in source (3.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 73v
 
This
This will stagger our beeleife.
By , in not in source (***), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 73v
 
This cannot adde a scruple to your wealth.
By , in not in source (2.3.91-93), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 75r
 
your cleare testimony is to mee above a theater.
By , in not in source (epistle), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 76r
 
ib:
You imitate the divine nature wch is mercifull above offence
By , in not in source (epistle), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 76r
 
for their prayer: I dare not owne their character of my selfe or play;
By , in not in source (ToTheReader), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 76r
 
ib:
but it is onely to doe ye comoedians justice, among whome some are held comparable
with ye best yt are or have binn, and ye most of them deserving a name.
in ye file of those that are eminent for graceful and unaffected action.
By , in not in source (ToTheReader), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 76r
 
xx
page, is it stilo novo?
By , in not in source (***), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 76v
 
A. I have a letter [sir]: B. lets see [the] ↄplexion of [the] face, has it a handsome title
By , in not in source (***), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 76v
 
[Sir] you will oblige mee by [your] pardon at this time more then by [your] entertainment.
By , in not in source (***), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 77r
 
A. doe you know [the] youth? B. if your ladyship like him I have known this youthhim long
if otherwise I nere saw him in my life.
By , in not in source (***), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 77r
 
Let me breath a heart upon they lip. by this lip I love thee.
By , in not in source (***), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 77r
 
many times ye appearance onely, and likeness of things carries opinion
By , in not in source (***), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f.77v
 
xx you are modest, and soe increase your worth.
By , in not in source (3.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 79r
 
All foreheads are not true glasses of ye minde.
By , in not in source (3.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 79r
 
and titles of ye State
shall woo thy name to put them on, and not bee thine, but thou their ornament.
By , in not in source (3.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 79r
 
Act 1.
What newes abroad?
By , in not in source (1.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 80r
 
Sirra clothes, rat of nilus, golden calfe: I willnot dishonour my selfe to kill thee, halfe
a dozen of kicks will bee as good as an house of correction.
By , in not in source (2.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 80r
 
A covetous man is like a mole affected wth base earth, and there meanes to digge for prardise.
By , in not in source (2.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 80r
 
Hee does appear ( The word document and his typical writing make this seem as though it was supposed to be "/" rather than "(". Is this something we should change, or go with the way it still appears as is? -SH wth all ye charmes of love upon his eye; / and not rough drawn but polishd.
By , in not in source (2.2), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 80r
 
Didst thinke I was a peece of stone sawne oute / by carvers art, soe cold, soe out of soule, / soe
empty of all fire to warme my blood, / Ide lie wth thee, worse then ye frigid zone.
By , in not in source (4.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 80v
 
Act: 1.
Hee has made an obligation to ye devil, if ever hee eate a good meale at his owne charge
his soule is forfeit
By , in not in source (1.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 81r
 
xx
xx thou art so thin thou wast beegot on a spider.
By , in not in source (1.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 81r
 
A fat man is something given to the wast, for he lives wth in no reasonable compasse,
By , in not in source (1.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 81r
 
(speaking of a leane man)
I think ye picture of yr face in a ring, wth a memento mori would bee as sufficient a mortification
as lying wth an anatomy.
By , in not in source (1.3), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 81r
 
Hee has Medusas noble countenance / his haires doe curle like soft and gentle snakes: /
did every puppy smile so? or ye asse better become his eares?
By , in not in source (3.2), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 81r
 
All graces speake in my girle: each syllable doth carry / a volume of thy goodnesse, know my
girle / yt place wherein I locke soe rich a jewell, / I doe pronounce againe shall bee thy
paradice: / thy paradice my Eugenia saving yt / in this man onely finds noe being.
By , in not in source (1.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 82r
 
Admit there bee a lady whome a prince / might court for her affection; of a beauty /
great as her vertue, adde unto them birth / equall to both, and all t3 but in her / not
to be match'd
By , in not in source (1.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 82v
 
xx
men beetwixt, whose soules and mony there is antipathy beeyond yt wch e> wee know.
By , in not in source (1.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 82v
 
C:to knot and gender in. But there where I haue gexrrend vp my heart, to bee discarded thenc,e or keepe it as a cesterne for toades
By , in not in source (TLN2752-2757), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 84r
 
[the] eccho does reword it.
By , in not in source (TLN***), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 85r
 
A. (margin) Does yr pleasure hold to goe. B. if yr fitness speakes, mine is ready.
By , in not in source (TLN***), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 85v
 
Lackey, take care [our] coursers be well rubd and cloath'd they have outstript ye winde in speed.
By , in not in source (1.2.93-94), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 85v
 
yr manners have renderd you loved and remarkable by princes of ye blood.
By , in not in source (1.2.225-), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 85v
 
Full encrease of honour dwell ever wth yr Lordship.
By , in not in source (1.2.258-259), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 85v
 
A.
B.
What is learning Sr.
By , in not in source (2.1.35-47), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 85v
 
soar reasons haue noe weight nor wheele to mooue my minde.
By , in not in source (2.3.30), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 86r
 
Now you talke of immortality how does your wife, Andrew.
By , in not in source (2.3.56-57), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 86r
 
Cooke see all [your] sowces bee sharpe and poinant in [the] pallat, and looke wee haue kickshawes an.
By , in not in source (3.2.10-13), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 86r
 
hee [that] he's [with] one ere hee marries does cuckold himselfe.
By , in not in source (***), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 86r
 
he, don't ptaine to [that] wee speake of
By , in not in source (****), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 86r
 
he, onely good counseloud noe way helping my necessity, nor treading it.
By , in not in source (****), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 86r
 
When [your] cold blood shall stacue [your] wanton thoughts,| and [your] slow pulse beate like [your] bodies knell, |
When time hath snowed vpon [your] haire .|
By , in not in source (5.1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 87r
 
A.
B.
A.
B.
Here comes my comfort-bringer, / my Bellizarius
By , in not in source (1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
A.
B.
A.
Oh take heed my ld / it is noe warring ag: heuenly powers / who can
ↄman their ↄquest when they please / they can forbeare ye gyants yt throw
stones / and smile upon their follies but when [they] frowne / their angers
fall downe perpendicular / and strike their weake opposer into noething
By , in not in source (1), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
Act: 3.
Oh here's a morning like a grey-eyd wench / able to entice a man
to leape out of his bed / if hee love hunting had hee as many cornes
on his toes / as there are cuckolds in ye citty.
By , in not in source (3), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
ye whore is a slave to ye Bawd, ye Bawd to ye Constable, and ye constable
to a bribe.
By , in not in source (3), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
Oh sweet afflicon thou blest booke beeing written / by divine fingers; you chaines
yt bind my body / to free my soule you wheeles yt wind mee up / to an eternity of happinesse, mustre my holy thoughts, and as I / write, organ of heavenly
musicke to mine eares / haven to my shipwracke, balme to my wounds / sunbeames wch e> on mee comfortably shine / when clouds of death are covering mee: so gold as I by thee, by fire is purified; so showres / quicken
ye spring so rough seas / bring mariners home, giving them gaines and ease
By , in not in source (3), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
xx
a nasty prison able to kill mankind even wth ye smell.
By , in not in source (3), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
(one in a dungeon seeing an angel)
O mines eyes / I yt am shut from light
have all ye light / wch e> ye world sees by, here some heavenly / fire
is throwne about ye roome / and burnes so clearely mine eyeballs /
drop out blasted at ye sight.
By , in not in source (3), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
my honourd father, yt greiued daughter thus / thrice every day to heaven
lifts her poore hand / for yr release / and will grow old in vowes unto
those powers / till they fall on mee loaden wth my wishes.
By , in not in source (3), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
ye cause / my father suffers for gives a full glory / to his base fetters of captivity.
By , in not in source (3), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
A:
B.
love dresses here he wanton amorous bowers / sorrow has made
perpetuall winter here / and all my thoughts are icy May want to check this in manuscript; looks like "scy" but unsure -SH past ye reach / of
what loves fires can thaw.
By , in not in source (3), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
xx
study yr tortures / to teare mee peece-meale, yet bee kept alive.
By , in not in source (3), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
I told you of a pallace walld wth gold Short line skipped here: "Hubert: I do remember it." Should we skip? -SH / ye floore of sparkling diamonds and ye
Can we check this label? It's oddly placed -SH roofe studded wth stars shining as bright as fire.
By , in not in source (4), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
xx
I woe thee to love a
thing within thee / more curious then ye frame of all ye world / more lasting
then ye engine ore our heads / whose wheeles haue moved so many 1000 yeares,
it is thy soule.
By , in not in source (4), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
xx
a Here, the word document transcription says "few," but the script says "Iew," and the context of the line makes me thing it says "Jew??" I really want to check up with you on this before I put this in for certain -SH burnes pretty well, but if you marke him hee burnes upwards, ye fire takes him by ye nose first.
By , in not in source (4), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
but yr Puritan will burne blew, blew, Is this supposed to be blue? -SH
like a white-bread sop You may want to check this word too -SH in a aqua vitae.
By , in not in source (4), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
A plumpe greazy puritan fries a fa
got daintily.
By , in not in source (4), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 111v
 
This is to loose ye fellowship / of angels, loose ye harmony of blessings / wch e> crowne Something unintelligible here on the manuscript? -SH
all martyrs wth eternity.
By , in not in source (4), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 113r
 
xx.
hast thou constant stood / in a bad cause? clap a new
armour on / and fight May also be "sight" according to script, you may want to check -SH now in a good
By , in not in source (4), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 113r
 
xx
oh happy daughter, thou in this dost bring
yt requiem to our soules wch e> angels sing
By , in not in source (4), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 113r
 
xx
A:
B.
is there no guard about us yt will
ꝑtect mee from a rape.
By , in not in source (4), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 113r
 
xx
o yt some rocke of ice / might fall on mee and
freeze me into noething.
By , in not in source (5), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 113r
 
xx
thanks divine
powers / yrs bee ye triumph and ye wonder ours
By , in not in source (5), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 113r
 
Lets number out ye houres by blisses / and count ye minutes by
our kisses / let ye heavens new motions feel / and by our embra
ces wheel / and whilst we try ye wa / by wch love doth
convey / soul into soul / and mingling so / makes them such
raptures know / as makes them entrancd lie / in mutual
extasy / let ye harmonius sphears in musicke rowl
By , in not in source (4.5_sigH2), not in source
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 114r
 
Ime out of the roade of rutting for ever
By , in not in source (TLN1786-1787), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 4v
 
I leave him to your gracious acceptance whose
triall shall better publish his commendations.
By , in not in source (TLN1995-1995), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 5v
 
steale our hearts
By , in not in source (TLN1741), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 5v
 
I cannot praise your dresses, kisse your hand usher you to your litter, commend your feete and legs and so search upwards a sweete becomming boldnesse.
By , in not in source (1.3.56-59), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7r
 
I love to heare vice anatomisd and abuse
let blood in the master veine, is any great mans
life characturd in it.
By Gentleman 1, in not in source (Induction), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
Jests of an ell deep and a fathom broad =
By Gentleman 1, in not in source (Induction), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
I have enemies in whose iudgments I and my
labours stand excommunicate:
By , in not in source (Induction), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
Envy never workes but against desert and
merrit =
By Gentleman 1, in not in source (Induction), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
my stomake will toll to supper before
five =
By Gentleman 2, in not in source (Induction), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
The choicest treasure nature endowed
us with is minde =
Up in the veines of my two daughters =
Tis familiar with your knowledge =
By Basilius, in not in source (1.1), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
Hee loves you as captaines and courtiers doe
Old widowes for profit and preferment
By Violetta, in not in source (1.1), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
Ile make you stoope to the lure of obedience
By Basilius, in not in source (1.1), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
I am not secretary to his thoughts.
By Captain 2, in not in source (1.[2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
If inquisitiveness be not bold a guest what
thinke you of &
By Captain 1, in not in source (1.[2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
Your thoughts and mine are twins in that.
By Captain 1, in not in source (1.[2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
Gentleman of the best and last edition:
By Dametas, in not in source (1.[3]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
True borne eagles stoope to base kites.
By Captain 1, in not in source (1.[3]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
My selfe and the best ability of my power lyes
at your service =
By Dametas, in not in source (1.[3]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
If your resolution be so forward ours shall
overtake you · wee feared the preferments
heaped on you had smothered your affections
to us =
By Julio, in not in source (1.[3]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
Let your carriage in this attempt put
on noe shew of violence =
By Manasses, in not in source (1.[3]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
Exept you could beseech with the tounge of an
gels tis to no purpose with him =
By Julio, in not in source (1.[4]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
Tis not his pleasure petitioners should buy
their accesse –
By Lisander, in not in source (1.[4]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
Though I hate nothing more then a man that
takes bribes yet prest by your importunity
lest I might seeme to nice Ile accept it =
By Dametas, in not in source (1.[4]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
 
soe doing you shall performe the office of a dear
bought friend:
By Lisander, in not in source (1.[4]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
A face as beautifull as heauen =
By Dametas, in not in source ([2.1]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
If violettaes presence ha’ not quenched the memo
ry of all things but her selfe I should be more fa
miliar with that face:
By Lisander, in not in source ([2.1]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Demetrius or some illusive tenant in his shape
By Lisander, in not in source ([2.1]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Now what accesse will bring forth I commit to un
born industry:
By Lisander, in not in source ([2.1]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
I have a sute to you in behalfe
of this:
By Lisander, in not in source ([2.1]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
My service attends you:
By Dametas, in not in source ([2.1]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Sweete ladyes to save you the expense of much
breath which must be laide out in the purchase
of the game I have provided you this stand from
whence your eyes may be commanders of the sport
By Dametas, in not in source ([2.2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
we are your loves debtors kind sir=
By Violetta, in not in source ([2.2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Let your returne be speedy
By Violetta, in not in source ([2.2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Make peace with your thoughts till my
returne:
By Dametas, in not in source ([2.2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Had you seene what worth she and she spent
in our defence wonder would bereft you of
all sence:
By Gynetia, in not in source ([2.2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
you overprize us madam: not
our desarts
By Lisander, in not in source ([2.2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Re:
it pleases your modesty to
lessen it:
By Basilius, in not in source ([2.2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
I command your knee to kisse the ground
your lip my hand:
By , in not in source ([2.2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Truce to this aiery warre =
By Basilius, in not in source ([2.2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
If fortune crosse not what our hopes persue
Our feares have met their deaths our loves ther
dues:
By Demetrius, in not in source ([2.2]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
cast your inuentions in a new mold =
By Lisander, in not in source ([2.3]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Her amorus glances are her accusers her very
lookes write sonnets in thy comendations =
By Basilius, in not in source ([2.3]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Interchange discourse and amourous dalliance
By Basilius, in not in source ([2.3]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Ile bestoe all the art I am worth in courting
her:
By Lisander, in not in source ([2.3]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
with this amourous kiss I seale thee mine
By Duchess, in not in source ([2.3]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Your presence is our priveledge =
By Miso, in not in source ([2.4]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
These exterordinary graces must not want ad
miration:
By , in not in source ([2.4]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
speake softly for waking my ladyes
foysting hound:
By Miso, in not in source ([2.4]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
The blacke swan of beauty and madg=howlet
of admiration:
By Demetrius, in not in source ([2.4]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
see as the devell will ha’it she
wakes:
By Mopsa, in not in source ([2.4]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Ile lay with you
By , in not in source ([2.5]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
 
Lovers indentures are never fairly drawne
until the maydenhead be left in pawne:
By , in not in source ([2.5]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
Ime weary of your Jests
By Demetrius, in not in source ([3.1]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
It is great granfather a ratcatcher your gra-
ndsire a hangman, father a promoter, hee an
informer:
By , in not in source ([3.1]), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
I thought you would make but a
foole on mee:
By Mopsa, in not in source (5.1), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
why ist not time that
we were sped: Tis a great charge to keepe a maydenhead:
By , in not in source (5.1), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
a maide at four beene:
By , in not in source (1.2.30), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
You are private with the
Duke You belong to his closestoole:
By , in not in source (1.2.42-43), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
if you can prefer my service to
him I shall rest yours wholly:
By , in not in source (1.2.277-278), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
vice is now termed fashion:
By , in not in source (1.2.183-185), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
untrodden snow is not so spotles:
By , in not in source (4.1.416-417), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
For whose enjoying a very saint would have sued
By , in not in source (4.1.424-425), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
Dare you cope with age and such a beard-
By , in not in source (5.1.396), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
How hard it is for true love to disemble:
I am yours:
By , in not in source (2.2.175), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
as deare as the ayre to mee:
By , in not in source (2.2.181), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
An:
Seeke not greeve that heart yt is thy owne in lov es
Sweete fires: These browes could never yet to
wrinkle learne: Nor anger out of such faire eyes
proceede:
By , in not in source (2.1.24-30), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
What shame ist to be mastred by such beauty
Who but to serve you comes how wants hee duty
Or if it be shame the shame is yours the fault only
in your eyes cause you are lovely therefore did
I love.
O if to love you, anger you so much
You should not have such cheeks nor lips to touch
You should not have your snow nor corell spide
If you but looke on us in vayne you chide.
Wee must not see your face nor here your speak
now whilst you love forbid you love doe teach
By , in not in source (2.1.32-42), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
Looke into my heart there see thy selfe enthroned
By , in not in source (2.1.53-54), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
Thy rusty face lookes like the head of a ro-sted rabbit.
By , in not in source (1.2.76-77), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
The unpranked world weares yet her nightcloaths
By , in not in source (3.1.56-57), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
I have a mighty taske of teares to weepe
By , in not in source (3.2.17), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
such a vertue as the gods might envy
By , in not in source (3.1.99), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12v
 
Sweete receive it and in it my heart, and when
thou readst a moving syllable thinke that my
soule was secretary to it
By , in not in source (1.1.407-409), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
Thou shalt as soone finde truth telling a lye vertue a bawde honesty a courtier as me turnd re
creant to the least designe,
By , in not in source (2.1.87-89), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
Grace mee to weare this favor and in exchange
give me one word of comfort,
By , in not in source (2.1.101-104), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
Our prayers
By , in not in source (2.1.33-35), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 18r
 
Cast a kind eye upon him
By , in not in source (4.1.17-20), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 21v
 
What a frowne he threw at his departure
on you
By , in not in source (1.1.270-271), not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
 
these poets that will (by faults which charity
hath rakt up or common honesty conceald
make themselues a name with the multitude
or (to draw their rude and beastly claps)

with their petulant stiles may they do
it without a rituallrival for me: I rather
chuse to liue grau’d in obscurity then share
with them in so preposterous a fame.

By Epistle, in not in source (Epistle 53-58), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, cols. 699-700
 
>–their miscline Enterludes were no thing
but the garbage of the time is uttered
–with brothelry able to uiolate the eare
of a Pagan, and blasphemy to turne the
bloud of a Christian to water.
By Epistle, in not in source (Epistle 66-70), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28, col. 700
 
hope the best of Lyfe ever ꝑt frō me. If there be ought in brayne hart or hand can make doubtles, I am your servant. your vertue wan mee, fayth my Love’s not Lust good, wrong me not, my next fault is much trust.
By , in not in source (2.1.18-26), not in source
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.96r
 
So like a Courtier Contempt not nor bitterness Were in his pride or sharpness, if they were His Equal had awakd them. and his honour Clock to itself knew the true minute when Exception bid him speak and at this time His tongue obeyed his hand: Who were below him He us’d as Creatures of another place And bowd his eminent top to their low ranks Making them proud of his humility In their poor praise he humbled __
By , in not in source (TLN282-291), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 4v
 
I have other holie reasons such as they are
By , in not in source (TLN361-366), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 4v
 
I shall stay here Till honour be bought up and no sword worn But one to dance with
By , in not in source (TLN630-633), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 4v
 
Usurer over lending to ye men that abasd and ridiculd him
Signior Antonio many a time and oft In ye Ryalto you have rated me About my moneys and my Usances: Still I have I born it with a patient Shrug (For sufferance is ye badge of all our Tribe.) You call’d me misbeliever Cut-throat Dog And spit upon my Jewish Gabberdine, And all for use of that wch is mine own. Well then it now appears you need my Help Go to then; you come to me, and you say Shylock, we would have monies, you say so. You that did void your Rheum upon my Beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger Curr Over your threshold Moneys is your suit What should I say to you? Should I not say Hath a dog money! is it possible A Cur should lend three thousand ducats? or Shall I bend low, and in a bondmans key With bated breath and whisp'ring humbleness Say this: Fair Sr you spit on me on Wednesday last You spurn'd me such a day; another time You call'd me Dog: and for these Curtesies Ile lend you thus much moneys__
By , in not in source (TLN434-454), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 17r
 
Advice of An Old Miser to his daughter against seeing Masks.__
Hear you me Jessica Lock up my doors and when you hear ye Drum And ye vile squealing of ye wryneck'd Fife Clamber not you up to ye Casements then, Nor thrust your head into ye publick street To gaze on Christian Fools with varnish'd faces: But stop my houses ears I mean my casements: Let not ye sound of shallow Foppery enter My sober house. –
By , in not in source (TLN864-872), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 17r
 
A miser rob’d by his Daughter
I never heard a passion so confus’d So strange Outrageous and Variable As ye dog Jew did utter in ye streets My Daughter O My Ducats O my Daughter Fled with a Christian O my Christian Ducats Justice the Law my Ducats and my Daughter A sealed bag, two sealed bags of Ducats Of Double Ducats, stoln from me by a Daughter And Jewels two rich and precious stones Stoln by my Daughter: Justice find ye Girl She hath ye stones upon her and ye Ducats
By , in not in source (TLN1067), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 17r
 
Of the parting of Friends.
And even then his eye being big with Tears Turning his Face he put his hand behind him And with Affection wondrous sensible He wrung Bassanio's hand and so they parted
By , in not in source (TLN1102-1105), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 17r
 
Of Honour & Wit___
O that Estates Degrees and Offices Were not derivd corruptly, and that dear Honour Were purchas’d by ye merit of ye Wearer How many then should cover that stand bare How many be commanded that command
By , in not in source (TLN41-49), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 17r
 
How much low P
How much low Peasantry would then be glean'd From the true seed of Honour! And how much Honour Pick'd from ye Chaffe and Ruin of ye Times To be new- varnish'd.
By , in not in source (TLN1158-1161), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 17r
 
Of an Unrelenting Spirit –
Ile not be made a soft and dulleyed Fool To shake the head relent and sigh &c---
By , in not in source (TLN1700-1701), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 19
 
There is a gentlewoman in this Town her husbands name is Ford
By , in not in source (TLN951-952), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 23
 
Shall I lose my Parson my Priest He gives me the proverbs and ye No Verbs.
By , in not in source (TLN1248-1250), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 23
 
Of Swimming
I saw him beat ye Surges under him And ride upon their backs, he trod ye Water Whose Enmity he flung aside, and brested The Surge most swoln that met him: his bold head 'Bove ye Contentious waves he kept, and oar'd Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke To th’shore, that ore his wav ed -worn basis bowed As stooping to relieve him---
By , in not in source (TLN786-793), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 25v
 
Of Ill timd Reflection
--- The truth you speak doth lack some gentleness And Time to speak it in you rub ye Sore When you should bring ye plaister —
By , in not in source (TLN812-814), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 25v
 
Of Beauty
—full many a Lady I have eyed with best Regard, and many a Time Th’harmony of their Tongues hath into Bondage Brought my too diligent Ear, for several vertues Have I liked several Women; never any With so full soul but some defect in her Did quarrel with ye noblest grace she owed And put it to ye foyle –
By , in not in source (TLN1283-129), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 25v
 
Of Innoncence
Hence, bashful Cunning And prompt me, plain and holy Innocence
By , in not in source (TLN1331-1332), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 25v
 
Flattering Description of one beauty to another
Is she as tall as me --
By , in not in source (TLN1636-1641), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
dull of tongue and dwarfish What majestie is in her gate remember If ere thou lookst on Majestie
By , in not in source (TLN1643-1654), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
Her face?
By , in not in source (TLN1660-1665), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 31
 
Of having escapd ye danger of battle
I am dying Cam’st thou smiling from The Worlds great snare uncaught –
By , in not in source (TLN2668-2669), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 33
 
Now Iras, what thinkst Thou
— Mechanick slaves With greazy Aprons Rules and Hammers shall Uplift us to ye View. In their thick breaths Rank of gross Dyet shall we be enclowded And forc’d to drink their Vapour
By , in not in source (TLN3451-3455), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 34v
 
Conduct for a fortunate man
Be opposite with relations – surly with servants let thy tongue tang arguments of state put thy self in ye trick of singularity—
By , in not in source (TLN1154-1156), not in source
in British Library Lansdowne MS 1185, f. 38
 
Angr
An angry man ys lyke one that is troubled wth ye govt so tender
that he cryes out before hee bee toucht.
By not in source, in not in source (unknown), not in source
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41r
 
will
Take ye ꝑsent tyme by ye toppe
By , in not in source (TLN331-332), not in source
in Shakespeare Birthplace Trust Record Office ER 82, f.1v