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false supposition. to celebrate mistres holiday in Idlenesse. f Love. What thing is love (for wel I wot) love is a thing
it is a pricke, it is a sting
loves dwelling is in ladys eies: * from whence do glance loves piercing darts that mak such holes into o' harts
and al the world herin accord
Kis a litle and use not.
Q. why kissings good. R. to stirre zour bloud to make zou wel dispos'd to play. ab aquilone omne malum. wold have moued teares in wreath [wrath?] herselfe. wrinckled sorrow sate in furrowes of a faire face. famous for his il fortune. zou that think ther is no heaven but on earth. zou that sucke poison insteed of honney. he excedeth fiends in crueltie and fortune in unconstancie. , set up Cynthea by day and Citherea by mig". H sche strakid his head and mist his hornes. . . [t who bluntly bespake her : A grew this sueet rose in [on] this soure stalkenn,
Curtis"At Venus entreate for Cupid her some "" ARRowes these arrowes by Vlcan are cunningly done * "the first is love the second shafteis hate but this is hope from whence suéet comfort springs " ' ' ' " " " this jelousie in bassest minds doth duell "his mettall Vlcan's Cyclops fetcht from Hel a smaking kis that wakt me w the dine [dini knew good and eschew it praise chastnesse and follow lustful love like the old [one or two words illegible here] 2.1% o al quicklie com home by weeping crosse." highest imperial orbe and throne of the thunder Et non morieris inultus. schelter and shade. holdeth them faster than Vlcan's fine wires kept Mars. a song to be sung for a wager a dish of damsons new gathered off the trees. . . . " Melampus when wil love be voide of feares when jelousie hath mather eies nor eires or Melampus tel me when is love best fed * * * * * * when it hath sucke the sueet y' ease hath bred o Licoris as sueet to him as licorice. Cor sapit' et [some words illegible here] a hot liver must be in a lover. To commend anay thing is the Italian way of crauing. my hart is like a point of geometrie
indiuisible, and wher it goes it goes al. in Hard hart that did thy reed (poore shephard) brake thy reed y' was the trumpet of thy wit .**)2
Zet thought unworthie sound thy phenix's praise and with this slender pipe her glorie raise "a
262 THE HUNTING OF CUPID.
Cupid enraged to see a thousand boyes
“Merrie conceited Iests of George Peele, Gentleman, sometimes a Student in Oxford. Wherein is shewed the course of his
life, how he liued: a man very well knowne in the Citie of London,
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