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⊕    An humerous dayes mirth, Folger Shakespeare Library STC 4987 copy 1
⊕    Bodleian Library MS Don. e. 6
⊕    Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous c. 34
⊕    Bodleian Library MS English miscellaneous d. 28
⊕    Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3
⊕    Bodleian Library MS English poetry e. 14
⊕    Bodleian Library MS English Poetry e. 97
⊕    Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117
⊕    Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 142
⊕    Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 18
⊕    Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29
⊕    Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 53
⊕    Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 97
⊕    British Library Additional MS 10309
⊕    British Library Additional MS 18044
⊕    British Library Additional MS 22608
⊕    British Library Additional MS 41063
⊕    British Library Additional MS 64078
⊕    British Library Lansdowne MS 1185
⊕    British Library Sloane MS 161
⊕    Folger MS V.a.226 vol. 1
⊕    Folger MS V.a.226 vol. 2
⊕    Folger MS V.a.87
⊕    Harvard MS Fr. 487
⊕    Shakespeare Birthplace Trust Record Office ER 82
⊕    University of Chicago MS 824
⊕    William Salt Library MS 308-40

Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117 - Results found: 45

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If I freely may discouer
what please me in my louer
I would have her fayre and wittye
Savoringe more of Courte then Cittie
A little proude, but full of pittye
Light and humerous in her toyinge
oft buildinge hopes and oft destroinge
Nor to easye, nor to hard
All extreames, I would have bard /.
By Crispinus, in Poetaster (2.2.135-144), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 30v
 
She should be allowed her passions
So they wear but vsde as fashions
sometymes froward and then frowninge

Euery fitt wth change still crowninge.
Purelie Iealouse I would have her
Then onlye constant when I craue her
Tis a vertue should not saue her
Thus nor her Delicates should cloye me
Nor her pevishnes annoye me /.
Finis
By Hermogenes, in Poetaster (2.2.150-159), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 30v
 
Ben Johnsons Seianus
yor Idle vertuous definitions
Keep Honour poore, and are as Scornde as vayne.
Those deeds breath Honor, yt doe such in gayne /
By Sejanus, in Sejanus His Fall (1.331-332), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 149v (rev)
 
Goe and speed
Ambition makes more trusty slaves than need /
By Sejanus, in Sejanus His Fall (1.365-366), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 149v (rev)
 
of all wild beasts preserve me from a tyrant And of all tame? tame a flatterer /
By Arruntius, in Sejanus His Fall (1.437-438), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 149v (rev)
 
obloquies
If they despisèd be, they dye supprest
If wth rage ack acknowled, they are confest /
By Cordus, in Sejanus His Fall (3.439-441), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 149v (rev)
 

Things won are done the soules ioy lies in doinge
That she belovde knows nought, yt knows not this
Men prize the thinge ungayned more then it is
that she was nevre yit, that ever knew
Love goe so sweet, as when desire did sue
Therefore this maxime out of love I teach
Atchievment, is command: vngayned beseech
That though my harts contents firm love doth bear
Nothinge from of that shal from my eyes appear /'
By Cressida, in Troilus and Cressida (TLN444-453), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 156v (rev)
 
Tis better to weep for ioy then ioye at weepinge /
By Leonato, in Much Ado About Nothing (TLN30-31), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 156v (rev)
 
Love lookes not wth the eyes but wth the minde
And therefore is winged Cupid paynted blind /
By Helena, in A Midsummer Night's Dream (TLN248-249), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 156v (rev)
 
Tis beautye truly blent whost redd and white
natures owne sweet and cunninge hand layd on:
Ladye, you are the cruellest shee alive
If you will lead these graces to the grave
And leave the world no copye
By Viola, in Twelfth Night (TLN530-535), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 162r (rev)
 
Fare you well at own, my bosome is full of kindness, and I am hit
so neare the manners of my mother, that uppon the least occasion more my eyes will tell tales of me /
By Sebastian, in Twelfth Night (TLN646-648), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 162r (rev)
 
Let there be gall enough in thy inke, though thowthou write w looks like wt or wth in man. _BR
a gese pen no matter /
By Sir Toby Belch, in Twelfth Night (TLN1427-1428), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 162r (rev)
 
yor pardon Sr in this, Ile blush you thanks )
By Perdita, in Winter's Tale (TLN2457-2458), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 162r (rev)
 
A man may fish wth a worme that eat of a kinge, and eat of that
fish that hath fedd of that worme
By Hamlet, in Hamlet (TLN2691-2694), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f.164r (rev)
 
Why may not ymagination trace the dust of Alexander, till he find it stoppinge of a Bung=hole
By Hamlet, in Hamlet (TLN3391-3392), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f.164r (rev)
 
Imperious Casar dead and turnde to claye
Might May stopp a hole to keep the wind awaye
Ô that, that earth wch kept the world in awe
Should patch a wall to expell the waters flawe /
By Hamlet, in Hamlet (TLN3400-3403), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f.164r (rev)
 
Be not secure, none soener are opprest
Then they whome confidence betrays to rest. /
By Sejanus, in Sejanus His Fall (2.2.206-207), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f.164r (rev)
 
Obloquies: If they dispised be, they die supprest
But if wth rage acknowledged they are confest/
By Cordus, in Sejanus His Fall (3.1.439-441), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f.164r (rev)
 
Favors are writt in dust, but stripes wee feele
Depraved nature stamps in Lastinge steele /
By Mendozo, in The Malcontent (2.3.48-49), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f.164r (rev)
 
Soener hard steele will melt wth Southern winds
|A sea mans whistle calme the Ocean
|A towne of on fyer bee extinct wth tears
By Pietro Iacomo, in The Malcontent (4.3.32-34), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f.164r (rev)
 
Shee that through force hir limbes wth lust inroales
Wants Cleopatraes Aspes, and Portiaes Coales/
By Maquerelle, in The Malcontent (5.3.31-32), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f.164r (rev)
 
Hood an Ass wth reverend purple so you can hide his two ambitiouse ears, and he shall pass for a Cathedrall Doctor
By Mosca, in Volpone (1.2.111-113), Ben Jonson
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f.164r (rev)
 
who getts the opinion of a vertuous Name
may sinne at pleasur and near thinke of shame/.
By Mother, in A Mad World, My Masters (1.1.181-182), Thomas Middleton
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 164v (rev)
 
He thats robde is bound for his owne monye;
By Sir Bounteous, in A Mad World, My Masters (2.4.51-52), Thomas Middleton
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 164v (rev)
 
| His breath want’s ayringe,
By Donna Zoya, in The Fawn (2.390), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 164v (rev)
 
his calues are sunke into his toes. /
By Gonzago, in The Fawn (2.543-544), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 164v (rev)
 
| Natures hand shooke when she was makinge, for the redd that should have
| spread hir cheeks, nature lett fall vppon hir nose, the white of hir skinne
| chinne: slipt into hir eyes, and the gray of hir eyes ( lept before his tyme )
| into hir haire, and the yellownes of hir haire fell into hir teeth. /
By Hercules, in The Fawn (3.79-85), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 164v (rev)
 
| Drunkenness is iustice it selfe, for if it take it will restore it agayne
| it makes the kinge and pesant equall, for if they be both druncke
they are both beasts alike
By Hercules, in The Fawn (5.163-168), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 164v (rev)
 
It is as proper for old age to cast beyond themselues in their opinions,
as it is comō for the yonger sort to lacke discretion
By Polonius, in Hamlet (TLN1012-1015), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 164v (rev)
 
And you shall finde ye greatest enimye
That man can find haue is his prosperitye.
By Epistle, in Philotas (Epistle), Samuel Daniel
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 275r (rev)
 
In courte men longest liue, and keep there rankes
By takinge iniuries, and givinge thankes.
By Chalisthenes, in Philotas (1.1.60-61), Samuel Daniel
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 275r (rev)
 
Nowe good my freind conforme you to the rest
Let not yor winges be greater then yor nest. ////
By Chalisthenes, in Philotas (1.1.156-157), Samuel Daniel
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 275r (rev)
 
Alas would you haue me conceale
That wch yor selfe could not but neades reveale.//
By Thais, in Philotas (3.2.967-968), Samuel Daniel
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 275r (rev)
 
For treason taken ere the birth, doeth come
Abortive, and her wombe is made her tombe:/-/:
By Clitus, in Philotas (3.3.1085-1086), Samuel Daniel
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 275r (rev)
 
Such the rewardes of great imployment are
Hate kils in peace, whom fortune spares in warre://-/
By Philotas, in Philotas (3.3.1717-1718), Samuel Daniel
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 275r (rev)
 
But punishment like lighteninge should appeare
To fewe mens hurt, but vnto all mens fear s. /-/
By Chorus, in Philotas (3.3.2121-2122), Samuel Daniel
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 275r (rev)
 
Supple her hart, wth woordes of kind reliefe
Give woordes of oile, unto her woundes of greife: / - /
By Octavius, in Cleopatra (1.2), Samuel Daniel
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 275r (rev)
 
His vagabond desires noe limitt found
For lust is endles, pleasure hath no bound. /-/-/-
By Cleopatra, in Cleopatra (1.1.163), Samuel Daniel
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 275r (rev)
 
In vayne doeth men contend agaynst the starres
For what he seekes to make his wisdome marrs
By Rodon, in Cleopatra (4.1.1045-1046), Samuel Daniel
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 275r (rev)
 

Creditte is alwayse chast, for like a mayde
Once falslye broake, it eur lives decayde. ///
By Lady Castiza, in The Phoenix (8.19-21), Thomas Middleton
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 276r (rev)
 
Allnd those wch gayne all wth this Curse receive it
From fooles they gett it, to ther sonnes they leave it. //
By Quieto, in The Phoenix (15.339-340), Thomas Middleton
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 276r (rev)
 
My fortunes are at yor disposinge sett.
Vncle, and father are in you both mett. /////
By First Gentleman, in The Phoenix (6.103-104), Thomas Middleton
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 276r (rev)
 
They least knowe
That are aboue the tedious steps belowe. ///
By Phoenix, in The Phoenix (4.228-229), Thomas Middleton
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 276r (rev)
 
Be mild still
It is honor to forgive those you could kill: /:/:/:/`
By Phoenix, in The Phoenix (12.199-200), Thomas Middleton
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 276r (rev)
 
Fat paunches make lean wittes, and grosser bitts
Inrich the ribs, but bankrout quite the witts
By Longauill, in Love's Labour's Lost (TLN30-31), William Shakespeare
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 276r (rev)