• The swans on the collar (1/2)

    From Arthur Neuendorffer@21:1/5 to All on Sat Oct 30 07:13:33 2021
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    Mary [SIDNEY] Herbert --- Newly drawn?
    http://tinyurl.com/zf6kjzl
    .
    The swans on the collar look suspiciously prominent. ------------------------------------------------------
    . . The *Swan of Mantua* : *VIRGIL*
    .
    *VIRGIL*'s tomb, once treated like a shrine, has disappeared.
    .
    . . . *VIRGIL*'s epitaph was supposedly:
    .
    . Mantua me genuit, Calabri rapuere, tenet nunc Parthenope.
    Mantua GAVE me BIRTH, the Calabrians took me, now Naples holds me; -------------------------------------------------------------------
    . IVDICIO [P]YLIVM, GENIO [S]OCRATEM, ARTE [M]ARONEM,
    . . . TERRA TEGIT, POPVLVS MAERET, OLYMPVS HABET.
    .
    ("In judgement a *Nestor*, in wit a *Socrates*, in art a *VIRGIL*
    the earth buries him, the people mourn him, Olympus possesses him") ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dave Roper: "{SO TEST} Him, *I UOW* He Is Edward [DE] [UERE]" .....................................................................
    . . . . . . . . . . . . . . <= 34 =>

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    . S T A . Y . P. A S .. [S] .E N GE. RWHYGO E . . . S T T H O U . B {Y) SOFAST. R
    . E A D . I . F. T . (H)[O] .V C AN. STWHOM . [E] [N] V I O U S] .D {E) ATHHAT. H
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    . G E T . O. .S. E R.... V. .E H IS. WITT .......................................................
    [DE] [UERE] 34
    {SO TEST} . 34
    {I UOW} . . 34
    <HEWS> . . -34 : https://tinyurl.com/5ryf94sf
    (KEY). . . -34
    ........................................................... ............................ "[ENVIOUS SLIV/ER] broke" ------------------------------------------------------------ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Lodge

    <<THOMAS LODGE (1558 - Sept. 1625) was an English dramatist.
    He was born at West HAM, the second son of Sir Thomas Lodge,
    who was Lord Mayor of the City of London in 1562-1563.

    . Young Thomas served as *PAGE* to the Stanleys, Earls
    of Derby, until approximately 1571, when he enrolled in
    the Merchant-Taylors' School. From there he went on to
    Trinity College, Oxford, where he took his degree in 1577.>> ---------------------------------------------------------
    david kathman wrote:

    <<In 1596, *THOMAS LODGE* in his *WITS MISERy* mentioned
    . the "ghost which cried so MISERably at the Theatre,
    . . *like an OISTER-WIFE*, 'HAMlet, REVEnge'.">> ........................................................
    Was *THOMAS LODGE* the *PAGE* that served W.S.'s WIT? ........................................................
    Job 31:32 The *STRANGER* did no{T LODGE} in the street:
    . but I opened my doores to the trauailer --------------------------------------------------------- https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baron_Strange#1628_creation

    <<In 1594 William Stanley, 6th Earl of Derby (1561-1642),
    following the death of his brother the 5th Earl of Derby,
    . incorrectly assumed the title Baron *STRANGE*.>> ----------------------------------------------- http://www.bartleby.com/331/186.html
    .
    . Rosalynde (1590) by *THOMAS LODGE*
    _Phoebe's Sonnet, a Reply to Montanus' Passion_

    . When Love was first begot,
    . And by the *moVER's WILL*
    . Did fall to human lot
    . His solace to fulfil,
    . Devoid of all deceit,
    . A chaste and holy fire
    . Did quick[E]n man's conce[I]t,
    . And women's [B]reast inspi[R]e.
    . The gods th[A]t saw the goo[D]
    . That mortal{S} did approve,
    .{W}ith kind and holy mood
    . Began to talk of Love.
    ...................................
    . . . . . . . .<= 11 =>
    .
    . D i d q u i c k [E] n m
    . a n's c o n c e [I] t,A
    . n d w o m e n's [B] r e
    . a s t i n s p i [R] e.T
    . h e g o d s t h [A] t s
    . a w t h e g o o [D] T h
    . a t m o r t a l {S} d i
    . d a p p r o v e,{W} i t
    . h k i n d a n d (H) o l
    . y m o o d
    .
    [{W.S.} DARBIE] -11 : Prob. in song ~ 1 in 3,650,000 .......................................................
    . But during this accord,
    . A wonder *STRANGE* to hear,
    . Whilst Love in deed and word
    . Most faithful did appear,
    . False-semblance came in place,
    . By Jealousy attended,
    . And with a double face
    . Both love and fancy blended;
    . Which made the gods forsake,
    . And men from fancy fly,
    . And maidens scorn a make,
    . Forsooth, and so *WILL I*.
    ..................................................
    . Epilogue _ROSALYNDE OR, EUPHUES' GOLDEN LEGACY_
    .
    . If you grace me with that favor, you encourage
    . . me to be more forward; and as soon as I have
    . overlooked my labors, expect the Sailor's Calendar.
    .
    . *T. LODGE. FINIS*
    ---------------------------------------------------
    . Henry IV, Part 1 (Quarto 1, 1598) Act I, scene iii
    .
    EARL OF WORCESTER: Peace coosen, say no more.
    . And now *I WILL UNCLASPE a SECRET BOOKE* ,
    . And to your quicke conceiuing discontents
    . Ile read[E] you matter deepe and daun[G]erous,
    . As full of perill an[D] aduenterous spirit,
    . As to [O]rewalke a Current roring [L]owd,
    . On the vnstedfast foo[T]ing of a *SPEARE*. ....................................................
    . . . . . . . . . . . . . <= 22 =>
    .
    . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .*I. W .I. L L
    . *U N C L. A S P E a S E C R E T B O O {K} E* A n
    . .d t o y. o u r q u i c k e c o n c e {I} u. i n
    . .g d i s. c o n t e n t s I l e r e a {D}[E] y o
    . .u m a t. t e r d e e p e a n d d a u .n [G] e r
    . .o u s,A. s f u l l o f p e r i l l a .n [D] a d
    . .u e n t. e r o u s s p i r i t,A s t .o [O] r e
    . .w a l k. e a C u r r e n t r o r i n .g [L] o w
    . .d,O n t. h e v n s t e d f a s t f o .o [T] i n
    . .g o f a *S P E A R E*.
    .
    [T.LODGE] -22 (one of 6 *SPEARE*s) (only *SECRET BOOKE*)
    {KID} . . .22
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    Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. by Washington Irving. http://www.bartleby.com/109/6.html

    . . . THE MUTABILITY OF LITERATURE.
    . . .A COLLOQUY IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY.

    I had taken down a little thick quarto, curiously bound in
    parchment, with brass *CLASPS*, and seated myself at the table
    in a venerable elbow-chair. Instead of reading, howEVER, I was
    beguiled by the solemn monastic air and lifeless quiet of the
    place, into a train of musing. As I looked around upon the old
    volumes in their mouldering covers, thus ranged on the shelves
    and apparently nEVER disturbed in their repose, I could not but
    consider the library a kind of literary catacomb, where authors,
    like mummies, are piously entombed and left to blacken and
    moulder in dusty oblivion.

    While I sat half-murmuring, half-meditating, these unprofitable
    speculations with my head resting on my hand, I was thrumming
    with the other hand upon the quarto, until I accidentally
    loosened the *CLASPS*; when, to my utter astonishment, the
    little book gave two or three yawns, like one awaking from
    a *DEEP* sleep, then a husky hem, and at length began to talk. .....................................................................
    “Ah,” said the little quarto, with a heavy sigh, “I see how it is;
    these modern scribblers have superseded all the good old authors.
    I suppose nothing is read now-a-days but Sir Philip [SIDNEY]’s
    Arcadia, Sackville’s stately plays, and Mirror for Magistrates,
    or the fine-spun euphuisms of the ‘unparalleled John Lyly.”’

    “There you are again mistaken,” said I; “the writers whom you
    suppose in vogue, because they happened to be so when you were last
    in circulation, have long since had their day. Sir Philip [SIDNEY]’s
    Arcadia, the immortality of which was so fondly predicted by
    his admirers, and which, in truth, is full of noble thoughts,
    delicate images, and graceful turns of language, is now
    scarcel[Y E]ver me[N]tione[D]. Sackv[I]lle ha[S] strutted
    into obscurity; and even Lyly, though his writings were
    once the delight of a court, and apparently perpetuated
    by a proverb, is now scarcely known even by name.
    ......................
    . . . <= 6 =>
    .
    . . s c. a. r c e
    . . l [Y E] v e r
    . . m e [N] t i o
    . . n e [D] S a c
    . . k v [I] l l e
    . . h a [S] s t r
    . . u t .t. e d

    [SIDNE/Y] -6
    ............................................................
    "My very good sir," said the little quarto, yawning most drearily
    in my face, "excuse my interrupting you, but I perceive you are
    rather given to prose. I would ask the fate of an author who
    was making some noise just as I left the world. His reputation,
    however, was considered quite temporary. The learned shook their
    heads at him, for he was a poor, half-educated varlet, that knew
    little of Latin, and nothing of Greek, and had been obliged to
    run the country for deer-stealing. I think his name was
    Shakespeare. I presume he soon sunk into oblivion."

    "On the contrary," said I, "it is owing to that *VERy man* that
    the literature of his period has experienced a duration beyond the
    ordinary term of English literature. There rise authors now and
    then who seem proof against the mutability of language because
    they have rooted themselves in the unchanging principles of
    human nature. They are like gigantic trees that we sometimes
    see on the banks of a stream, which by their vast and *DEEP* roots,
    penetrating through the mere surface and laying hold on the VERy
    foundations of the earth, preserve the soil around them from
    being swept away by the EVER-flowing current, and hold up many
    a neighboring plant, and perhaps WORTHless WEED, to perpetuity.
    Such is the case with Shakespeare, whom we behold defying the
    encroachments of time, retaining in modern use the language and
    literature of his day, and giving duration to many an indifferent
    author, merely from having flourished in his vicinity. But even
    he, I grieve to say, is gradually assuming the tint of age,
    and his whole form is overrun by a profusion of commentators,
    who, like clambering vines and creepers, almost
    *bury the NOBLE plant* that upholds them." .........................................................
    {W}hat (D)reary waste{S} (o)f m(E)taphysics! H[E|r)e a(N)d there o(N)ly
    . [D|o) we behold th(E) he[A|v)en-illumine(D) ba[R|d}s, e{L}evated like
    . [B|e}ac{O}ns on their w[I|d}ely-separated h[E]ights, to transmit
    .
    {t}he <P>ure light of poet<I>cal intelligenc<E> from age to age."

    I was just about to launch *FORTH* into eulogiums upon the poets
    of the day, when the sudden opening of the door caused me to
    turn my head. It was the VERgEr, who came to inform me that
    it was time to close the library. I sought to have a parting
    word with the quarto, but the worthy little tome was silent;
    the *CLASPS* were closed: and it looked perfectly
    unconscious of all that had passed. .........................................................
    . . . . . . <= 15 =>
    .
    . {W. H} a. t. (D) r e a r y w a .s. t e
    . {S}(o) f. m. (E) t a p h y s i .c. s!H
    . [E](r) e. a. (N) d t h e r e o (N) l y
    . [D](o) w. e . b. e h o l d t h (E) h e
    . [A](v) e. n- .i. l l u m i n e (D) b a
    . [R]{d} s, e. {L} e v a t e d l .i. k e
    . [B]{e} a. c. {O} n s o n t h e .i. r w
    . [I]{d} e. l . y- s e p a r a t .e. d h
    . [E]{i} g. h . t. s,t o t r a n .s. m i
    . .t {t} h. e. <P> u r e l i g h .t. o f
    . (P. O. E. T) <I> c a l i n t e .l. l i
    . .g (E) n. c. <E> f r o m a g e .t. o a
    . .g .e.
    .
    [{W.S.} E.DARBIE] 15
    {dedit} 15 : He gave (Latin)
    (voro) -15 : I devour/read eagerly (Latin)
    (NED) -15,15 : Prob. both in array ~ 1 in 150
    .
    Prob. of [{W.S.} E.DARBIE] in last 2 sentences ~ 1 in 57,000,000. -----------------------------------------------------------------
    [MERES]: [YOU SERVE] second-person singular present
    . . . . . . active indicative of mereō:

    . . I earn, deserve, merit, obtain
    . . I serve, I render service to
    (with ablative of the person or thing interested) --------------------------------------------------
    . Excerpt from Palladis Tamia (1598)
    . listing 12 of Shakespeare's plays .............................................
    . (https://tinyurl.com/ay8u4388)
    .............................................
    . . As Plautus and Seneca are accounted
    . the best for Comedy and Tragedy among
    . the Latines:so Shakespeare among (ye) Eng-
    . lish is the most excellent in both kinds for
    . the stage;for Comedy,witnes his G(è)tlem(è)
    . of Verona,his Errors,his Loue labors lost,his
    . Loue labours wonne,his Midsummers Night
    . Dreame,(&) his Merchant of Venice;for Tra-
    . gedy,his Richard the 2,Richard the 3,Hen-
    . ry the 4,King Iohn,Titus Andronicus and
    . his Romeo and Iuliet.
    ................................................
    . . As Plautus and Seneca are accounted
    . the best [F]or Comedy and Tragedy among
    . the Latines:so Shakespeare a[M]ong (the) Eng-
    . lish is the most excellent in both kinds for
    . th[E] stage;for Comedy,witnes his G(en)tlem(en)
    . of Verona,his Erro[R]s,his Loue labors lost,his
    . Loue labours wonne,his Mi{D}summ[E]rs Night
    . Dreame,(and) his Merchant of Venice;for Tra-
    . g{E}dy,hi[S] Richard the 2,Richard the 3,Hen-
    . ry the 4,King Iohn,Titus A{N}dronicus and
    . his Romeo and Iuliet. ...........................................................
    . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . <= 48 =>
    .
    . AsPlautusandSenecaareaccountedth .e. b .est [F] orComedyan
    . dTragedyamongtheLatinessoShakesp .e. a .rea [M] ongtheEngl
    . ishisthemostexcellentinbothkinds .f {O} rth [E] stageForCo
    . medywitneshisGentlemenofVeronahi .s {E} rro [R] shisLoueLa
    . borsLosthisLoueLaboursWonnehisMi {D} s .umm [E] rsNightDre
    . ameandhisMerchantofVeniceForTrag {E} d .yhi [S] Richardthe
    . RichardtheHenrytheKingIohnTitusA {N} d .ron .i. cusandhisR
    . omeoandIuliet
    .
    [F.MERES] 48 : Prob. in paragraph ~ 1 in 1,675 ..........................................................
    . Greek Πᾰλλᾰ́δος (Pallados,"of Pallas," a name of Athena),
    . and ταμεία (tameia,"treasury").There is also probably
    . a pun on Tamia,a Latin name for the River Thames. -----------------------------------------------------------
    . .[F. MERES]'s Palladis Tamia; Wits Treasury,
    . Being the Second Part of Wits Commonwealth (1598)
    .
    . . . the best for Comedy amongst vs bee,

    . . Edward Earle of Oxforde,

    . . Doctor Gager of Oxforde,
    . . Maister Rowley once a rare Scholler of learned *PEMBROOKE Hall*,
    . . Maister Edwardes one of her Maiesties Chappell,
    . . eloquent and wittie Iohn Lilly,
    . .*LODGE*,
    . . Gascoyne,
    . . Greene,
    . . Shakespeare,
    . . Thomas Nash,
    . . Thomas Heywood,
    . . Anthony Mundye OUR BEST PLOTTER,
    . . Chapman,
    . . Porter,
    . .*WILSON*,
    . .*HATHWAY*, and Henry Chettle. --------------------------------------------------------------
    January 17, 1579 marriage entry in the Stratford Church Register:
    .
    . . "William *WILLSONNE* and
    . . . . Anne *HATHAWAY* of Shotterye."

    <<January 17 St. Anthony's Day: <<On this day in the
    age of Queen Elizabeth, a sick pig would be led to
    the dung-heap and was not allowed to be slaughtered.>> ----------------------------------------------------------
    . In his 1964 Frontline essay, William Murphy
    . mentions *THOMAS LODGE* once and only once: ......................................................
    . . Thirty-Six Plays in Search of an Author
    . by William M. Murphy, Union College Symposium 1964 .............................................................
    There are those, like {DELIA} Bacon, who are afflicted with
    what has been called the "Corporation Syndrome," holding
    that such distinguished literature must be the work of a
    commi[T]tee. Its members wou[L]d include, in additi[O]n
    to BACON and Oxfor[D], Robert {GREENE}, Geor[G]e PEELE,
    Samuel DANI[E]L, [THOMAS NASHE], THOMAS LODGE],
    Michael Drayton, and THOMAS DEKKER. ..........................................................
    . . . . <= 17 =>
    .
    . .m u (S) t. b .e. t h e w o. r k o f a c
    . .o m {M} i [T] t. e e.I t s. m e m b e r
    . .s w {O} u [L] d. i n c l u. d e,i n a d
    . .d i {T} i [O] n. t o B a c. o n a n d O
    . .x f. o .r [D] R. o b e r t {G R E E N E}
    . .G e. o .r [G] e. P e e l e, S a m u e l
    . .D a. n .i [E] l,[T H O M A. S N a s h e],
    . [T H .O .M. A .S. L O D G E] M i c h a e
    . .l D .r .a. y. t. o n,a n d. T H O M A S
    . .D E .K .K .E. R.
    .
    [T.LODGE] 17 : Prob. stuck on *THOMAS LODGE* ~ 1 in 100,000
    {TOM}. . -17
    ------------------------------------------------------------
    . Ben Jonson (1623) _To the Memory of Shakespeare_ .............................................
    . These are, as some infamous Baud, or Whore,
    .{SH|O]uld praise a Matron. What could hurt her more?
    .{B}ut thou a[R]t proofe against them, and indeed
    .{A}bove th' ill fortune [O]f them, or the need.
    .{I}, therefore will begin. Soule of the A[G]e !
    .{T}he applause ! *DELIGHT* ! the wonder of our Stage !
    . My Shak[E]speare, rise; I will n{OT LODGE} thee by
    . Chaucer, or Spenser, o[R] bid Beaumont lye
    . A little further, to make thee a roo[M]e : ............................................
    . . . . . . . . . . <= 45 =>

    .{S H|O] uldpraiseaMatron {W} hatcou ldhurthermoreButtho
    . u a[R] tproofeagainstth {E} mandin deedAbovethillfortu
    . n e[O] fthemortheneedIt {H} erefor ewillbeginSouleofth
    . e{A|G] eTheapplausedeli. g. htthew onderofourStageMySh
    . a{k|E] speareriseIwilln {O. TLODGE}theebyChaucerorSpen
    . s{e|R] orbidBeaumontlye. A. little furthertomaketheear
    . o o[M] e
    .
    Prob. of *ROGERM* ~ 1 in 400
    Prob. of *O(ROGER)M* ~ 1 in 10,500 .......................................................
    . My Shakespeare, rise; I will no{T LODGE} thee by
    . Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lye
    . A little further, to make thee a roome :
    . Thou art a Moniment, without a TOMBe, .............................................
    . Shine *FORTH*, thou Starr{E O}f Poets, and wi[T]h rage,
    . Or inf[L]uence, chide, [O]r cheere the [D]rooping Sta[G]e;
    . Which, sinc[E] thy flight fro' hence, hath mourn'd like night,
    . And despaires day, but for thy Volumes light. .............................................
    . . . . . . . <= 11 =>
    .
    . S h i n e *F O R T H* t
    . h o u S t. a r r{E O} f
    . P o e t s, a n d w i [T]
    . h r a g e. O r i n f [L]
    . u e n c e, c h i d e,[O]
    . r c h e e. r e t h e [D]
    . r o o p i. n g S t a [G]
    . e;W h i c. h,s i n c [E]
    . t h y f l. i g h t
    .
    [T LODGE] 11 : Prob. at end of poem ~ 1 in 18,000 ..................................................
    (Shortest positive ELS [T LODGE] skip in KJV = 25) ------------------------------------------------------
    Source: http://tinyurl.com/lju45g7 https://archive.org/stream/poeticalworksofw00bass#page/114/mode/2up
    .
    . . . ELEGY ON SHAKESPEARE,
    . From Lansdowne MS.(777) TEMP. James I. ......................................................
    . On Mr. Wm. Shakespeare
    . HE DYED IN APRILL 1616
    .
    . Renowned Spencer lye a thought more nye
    . To learned Chaucer, and rare Beaumond lye
    . A little neerer Spenser, to make roome
    . For *SHAK{E}SPEARE* in your threefold, fowerfol{D} Tombe.
    .(To LODGE) all fowre in one bed m{A}ke a shift
    . Untill Doomesdaye, for ha{R}dly will a sift
    . Betwixt ys day and yt {B}y *FATE* be slayne,
    . For whom your Curta{I}nes may be drawn againe.
    . If yoUr prec{E}dency in death doth barre
    . A *FOURTH* place in your sacred sepulcher,
    . Under this carved marble of thine owne,
    . Sleepe, rare Tragœdian, Shakespeare, sleep alone;
    . Thy unmolested peace unshared Cave,
    . Possesse as Lord, not Tenant, of thy Grave,
    . That unto us & others it may be
    . Honor hereafter to be layde by thee.

    - Wm. Basse
    .....................................
    . . . . . <= 30 =>
    .
    . For. *SHAK {E} SPEAR E* inyour. threefoldf
    . owe . rfol {D} TOMBE (T oLODGE) allfowrein
    . one . bedm {A} keash .i ftUnti. llDoomesda
    . yef . orha {R} dlywi .l lasift. Betwixtysd
    . aya . ndyt {B} yFATE .b eslayn. eForwhomyo
    . urC . urta {I} nesma .y bedraw. nagaineIfy
    . oUr . prec {E} dency .i ndeath. dothbarreA
    . FOU . RTHp .l. acEin .y oursac. redsepulch
    .
    {E.DARBIE} 30 : Prob. ~ 1 in 10,300 .......................................................... http://quod.lib.umich.edu/e/eebo/A12017.0001.001?view=toc

    <<The most lamentable Romaine tragedie of Titus Andronicus
    As it was plaide by the right honourable the {E}arle of {DARBIE},
    *Earl of PEMBROOKE* , and Earl of Sussex their seruants.

    London: Printed by Iohn Danter, and are to be sold by
    Edward White & Thomas Millington, at the little North
    doore of Paules at the signe of the Gunne, 1594.>> .....................................................
    (Shortest positive ELS {DARBIE} skip in KJV = 33) ------------------------------------------------------ http://pages.uoregon.edu/rbear/muses.html

    . THE TEARES OF THE MUSES (1591) BY ED. Sp.
    . (dedicated to *[ALICE S]PENCER*, Countess of Derby) .......................................................
    All places th{EY} with follie have possest,
    And with vaine toyes the vulgar[E] entertaine;
    But me have banished, with all the rest
    That whi[L]ome wont to wait upon my traine,
    Fine Counterfesaunce and u[N]hurtfull Sport,
    *DELIGHT* and Laughter deckt in seemly sort.

    [A]ll these, and all that els the comick stage
    With seasoned wi[T] and goodly pleasance graced,
    By which mans life in his like[S]t image
    Was limned *FORTH*, are wholly now defaced;
    And those s[W]eete wits which wont the like to frame
    Are now despizd, and made a laughing game.

    And he, the man whom Nature selfe had made
    To mock her selfe, and *TRUTH* to imitate,
    With kindly counter under *MIMICK SHADE* ,
    Our p{LE(a)SANT WILLY}, ah! *IS DEAD* of late:
    With whom all joy and jolly meriment
    Is also deaded, and in dolour drent. ...................................................
    . p{LE(a)SANT WILLY}
    . {WILL STANLEY}
    .......................................................
    . . . . . . <= 49 =>
    .
    . Allplacesth {EY} withfolliehavepossestAndwithvainetoy
    . esthevulgar [E] entertaineButmehavebanishedwithallthe
    . restThatwhi [L] omewonttowaituponmytraineFineCounterf
    . esaunceandu [N] hurtfullSport*DELIGHT*andLaughterdeckti
    . nseemlysort [A] lltheseandallthatelsthecomickstageWit
    . hseasonedwi [T] andgoodlypleasancegracedBywhichmansli
    . feinhislike [S] timageWaslimnedFORTHarewhollynowdefac
    . edAndthoses [W] eetewitswhichwonttheliketoframeArenow
    . despizdandm .a. dealaughinggame
    .
    [W.STANLE/Y}] -49 :
    Prob. near to {Our p-LE(a)SANT WILLY} ~ 1 in 32,000 ...................................................
    In stead thereof scoffing Scurrilitie,
    And scornfull Follie with Contempt is crept,
    Rolling in rymes of shameles ribaudrie
    Without regard, or due decorum kept;
    Each idle wit at will presumes to make,
    And doth the learneds taske upon him take.

    But that same gentle spirit, from whose pen
    Large streames of honnie and sweete nectar flowe,
    Scorning the boldnes of such base-borne men,
    Which dare their follies *FORTH* so rashlie throwe,
    Doth rather choose to sit in idle cell,
    Than so himselfe to mockerie to sell. --------------------------------------------------- http://www.bartleby.com/331/186.html
    .
    . Rosalynde (1590) by *THOMAS LODGE*
    _Phoebe's Sonnet, a Reply to Montanus' Passion_

    . When Love was first begot,
    . And by the *moVER's WILL*
    . Did fall to human lot
    . His solace to fulfil,
    . Devoid of all deceit,
    . A chaste and holy fire
    . Did quick[E]n man's conce[I]t,
    . And women's [B]reast inspi[R]e.
    . The gods th[A]t saw the goo[D]
    . That mortal{S} did approve,
    .{W}ith kind and holy mood
    . Began to talk of Love.
    ...................................
    . . . . . . . .<= 11 =>
    .
    . D i d q u i c k [E] n m
    . a n's c o n c e [I] t,A
    . n d w o m e n's [B] r e
    . a s t i n s p i [R] e.T
    . h e g o d s t h [A] t s
    . a w t h e g o o [D] T h
    . a t m o r t a l {S} d i
    . d a p p r o v e,{W} i t
    . h k i n d a n d (H) o l
    . y m o o d
    .
    [{W.S.} DARBIE] -11 : Prob. in song ~ 1 in 3,650,000 .......................................................
    . But during this accord,
    . A wonder *STRANGE* to hear,
    . Whilst Love in deed and word
    . Most faithful did appear,
    . False-semblance came in place,
    . By Jealousy attended,
    . And with a double face
    . Both love and fancy blended;
    . Which made the gods forsake,
    . And men from fancy fly,
    . And maidens scorn a make,
    . Forsooth, and so *WILL I*.
    ..................................................
    . Epilogue _ROSALYNDE OR, EUPHUES' GOLDEN LEGACY_
    .
    If you grace me with that favor, you encourage
    me to be more forward; and as soon as I have
    overlooked my labors, expect the Sailor's Calendar.
    .
    . *T. LODGE. FINIS*
    -----------------------------------------------------------
    . . . CYNTHIA'S REVELS: ACT I SCENE I. -- Ben Jonson
    .
    CUPID: So Hercules might challenge priority of us both, because
    . he can throw [T]he bar farther, or [L]ift more join'd st[O]ols at
    . the arm's en[D], than we. If this mi[G]ht carry it, then w[E], who
    . have made the whole body of divinity tremble at the twang of our bow,
    . and enforc'd Saturnius himself to lay by his curled front, thunder,
    . and three-fork'd fires, and put on a masking suit, too light
    . for a reveller of eighteen to be seen in -- ....................................................
    . . . . . . . . . . <= 15 =>
    .
    . h e c a n t h r o w [T] h e b a
    . r f a r t h e r,o r [L] i f t m
    . o r e j o i n'd s t [O] o l s a
    . t t h e a r m's e n [D],t h a n
    . w e.I f t h i s m i [G] h t c a
    . r r y i t,t h e n w [E],

    [T.LODGE] 15
    ---------------------------------------------------
    . Henry IV, Part 1 (Quarto 1, 1598) Act I, scene iii
    .
    EARL OF WORCESTER: Peace coosen, say no more.
    . And now *I WILL UNCLASPE a SECRET BOOKE* ,
    . And to your quicke conceiuing discontents
    . Ile read[E] you matter deepe and daun[G]erous,
    . As full of perill an[D] aduenterous spirit,
    . As to [O]rewalke a Current roring [L]owd,
    . On the vnstedfast foo[T]ing of a *SPEARE*. ....................................................
    . . . . . . . . . . . . . <= 22 =>
    .
    . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .*I. W .I. L L
    . *U N C L. A S P E a S E C R E T B O O {K} E* A n
    . .d t o y. o u r q u i c k e c o n c e {I} u. i n
    . .g d i s. c o n t e n t s I l e r e a {D}[E] y o
    . .u m a t. t e r d e e p e a n d d a u .n [G] e r
    . .o u s,A. s f u l l o f p e r i l l a .n [D] a d
    . .u e n t. e r o u s s p i r i t,A s t .o [O] r e
    . .w a l k. e a C u r r e n t r o r i n .g [L] o w
    . .d,O n t. h e v n s t e d f a s t f o .o [T] i n
    . .g o f a *S P E A R E*.
    .
    [T.LODGE] -22 (one of 6 *SPEARE*s) (only *SECRET BOOKE*)
    {KID} . . .22
    ----------------------------------------------------------
    Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent. by Washington Irving. http://www.bartleby.com/109/6.html

    . . . THE MUTABILITY OF LITERATURE.
    . . .A COLLOQUY IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY.

    I had taken down a little thick quarto, curiously bound in
    parchment, with brass *CLASPS*, and seated myself at the table
    in a venerable elbow-chair. Instead of reading, howEVER, I was
    beguiled by the solemn monastic air and lifeless quiet of the
    place, into a train of musing. As I looked around upon the old
    volumes in their mouldering covers, thus ranged on the shelves
    and apparently nEVER disturbed in their repose, I could not but
    consider the library a kind of literary catacomb, where authors,
    like mummies, are piously entombed and left to blacken and
    moulder in dusty oblivion.

    While I sat half-murmuring, half-meditating, these unprofitable
    speculations with my head resting on my hand, I was thrumming
    with the other hand upon the quarto, until I accidentally
    loosened the *CLASPS*; when, to my utter astonishment, the
    little book gave two or three yawns, like one awaking from
    a *DEEP* sleep, then a husky hem, and at length began to talk. .....................................................................
    “Ah,” said the little quarto, with a heavy sigh, “I see how it is;
    these modern scribblers have superseded all the good old authors.
    I suppose nothing is read now-a-days but Sir Philip [SIDNEY]’s
    Arcadia, Sackville’s stately plays, and Mirror for Magistrates,
    or the fine-spun euphuisms of the ‘unparalleled John Lyly.”’

    “There you are again mistaken,” said I; “the writers whom you
    suppose in vogue, because they happened to be so when you were last
    in circulation, have long since had their day. Sir Philip [SIDNEY]’s
    Arcadia, the immortality of which was so fondly predicted by
    his admirers, and which, in truth, is full of noble thoughts,
    delicate images, and graceful turns of language, is now
    scarcel[Y E]ver me[N]tione[D]. Sackv[I]lle ha[S] strutted
    into obscurity; and even Lyly, though his writings were
    once the *DELIGHT* of a court, and apparently perpetuated
    by a proverb, is now scarcely known even by name.
    ......................
    . . . <= 6 =>
    .
    . . s c. a. r c e
    . . l [Y E] v e r
    . . m e [N] t i o
    . . n e [D] S a c
    . . k v [I] l l e
    . . h a [S] s t r
    . . u t .t. e d

    [SIDNE/Y] -6
    ............................................................
    "My very good sir," said the little quarto, yawning most drearily
    in my face, "excuse my interrupting you, but I perceive you are
    rather given to prose. I would ask the fate of an author who
    was making some noise just as I left the world. His reputation,
    however, was considered quite temporary. The learned shook their
    heads at him, for he was a poor, half-educated varlet, that knew
    little of Latin, and nothing of Greek, and had been obliged to
    run the country for deer-stealing. I think his name was
    Shakespeare. I presume he soon sunk into oblivion."

    "On the contrary," said I, "it is owing to that *VERy man* that
    the literature of his period has experienced a duration beyond the
    ordinary term of English literature. There rise authors now and
    then who seem proof against the mutability of language because
    they have rooted themselves in the unchanging principles of
    human nature. They are like gigantic trees that we sometimes
    see on the banks of a stream, which by their vast and *DEEP* roots,
    penetrating through the mere surface and laying hold on the VERy
    foundations of the earth, preserve the soil around them from
    being swept away by the EVER-flowing current, and hold up many
    a neighboring plant, and perhaps WORTHless WEED, to perpetuity.
    Such is the case with Shakespeare, whom we behold defying the
    encroachments of time, retaining in modern use the language and
    literature of his day, and giving duration to many an indifferent
    author, merely from having flourished in his vicinity. But even
    he, I grieve to say, is gradually assuming the tint of age,
    and his whole form is overrun by a profusion of commentators,
    who, like clambering vines and creepers, almost
    *bury the NOBLE plant* that upholds them." .........................................................
    {W}hat (D)reary waste{S} (o)f m(E)taphysics! H[E|r)e a(N)d there o(N)ly
    . [D|o) we behold th(E) he[A|v)en-illumine(D) ba[R|d}s, e{L}evated like
    . [B|e}ac{O}ns on their w[I|d}ely-separated h[E]ights, to transmit
    .
    {t}he <P>ure light of poet<I>cal intelligenc<E> from age to age."

    I was just about to launch *FORTH* into eulogiums upon the poets
    of the day, when the sudden opening of the door caused me to
    turn my head. It was the VERgEr, who came to inform me that
    it was time to close the library. I sought to have a parting
    word with the quarto, but the worthy little tome was silent;
    the *CLASPS* were closed: and it looked perfectly
    unconscious of all that had passed. .........................................................
    . . . . . . <= 15 =>
    .
    . {W. H} a. t. (D) r e a r y w a .s. t e
    . {S}(o) f. m. (E) t a p h y s i .c. s!H
    . [E](r) e. a. (N) d t h e r e o (N) l y
    . [D](o) w. e . b. e h o l d t h (E) h e
    . [A](v) e. n- .i. l l u m i n e (D) b a
    . [R]{d} s, e. {L} e v a t e d l .i. k e
    . [B]{e} a. c. {O} n s o n t h e .i. r w
    . [I]{d} e. l . y- s e p a r a t .e. d h
    . [E]{i} g. h . t. s,t o t r a n .s. m i
    . .t {t} h. e. <P> u r e l i g h .t. o f
    . (P. O. E. T) <I> c a l i n t e .l. l i
    . .g (E) n. c. <E> f r o m a g e .t. o a
    . .g .e.
    .
    [{W.S.} E.DARBIE] 15
    {dedit} 15 : He gave (Latin)
    (voro) -15 : I devour/read eagerly (Latin)

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