Footnotes
Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phœbus 'gins arise.
Shakespeare: Cymbeline, act ii. sc. 3.
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy.
Shakespeare: Hamlet, act i. sc. 3.
[32:3] The camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster it grows.—Shakespeare: 1 Henry IV. act ii. sc. 4.
[32:4] See Heywood, page [11].
[32:5] A brown study.—Swift: Polite Conversation.
[32:6] Water continually dropping will wear hard rocks hollow.—Plutarch: Of the Training of Children.
Stillicidi casus lapidem cavat (Continual dropping wears away a stone). Lucretius: i. 314.
Many strokes, though with a little axe,
Hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd oak.
Shakespeare: 3 Henry VI. act ii. sc. 1.
[32:8] See Heywood, page [12].
[32:9] Jupiter himself was turned into a satyr, a shepherd, a bull, a swan, a golden shower, and what not for love.—Burton: Anatomy of Melancholy, part iii. sec. ii. mem. i. subs. 1.
[33:1] The main chance.—Shakespeare: 1 Henry VI. act i. sc. 1. Butler: Hudibras, part ii. canto ii. Dryden: Persius, satire vi.
[33:2] See Heywood, page [12].
[33:3] 'T is a world to see.—Shakespeare: Taming of the Shrew, act ii. sc. 1.
[33:4] See Heywood, page [17].
[33:5] This is a sure card.—Thersytes, circa 1550.
[33:6] To rise with the lark and go to bed with the lamb.—Breton: Court and Country, 1618 (reprint, page 182).
Rise with the lark, and with the lark to bed.—Hurdis: The Village Curate.
[33:7] See Raleigh, page [25].
[33:8] The rose is fairest when 't is budding new.—Scott: Lady of the Lake, canto iii. st. 1.
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SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. 1554-1586.
Sweet food of sweetly uttered knowledge.
Defence of Poesy.
He cometh unto you with a tale which holdeth children from play, and old men from the chimney-corner.
Defence of Poesy.
I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet.
Defence of Poesy.
High-erected thoughts seated in the heart of courtesy.[34:1]
Arcadia. Book i.
They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts.[34:2]
Arcadia. Book i.
Many-headed multitude.[34:3]
Arcadia. Book ii.
My dear, my better half.
Arcadia. Book iii.
Fool! said my muse to me, look in thy heart, and write.[34:4]
Astrophel and Stella, i.
Have I caught my heav'nly jewel.[34:5]
Astrophel and Stella, i. Second Song.