Footnotes

[32:1]

Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,

And Phœbus 'gins arise.

Shakespeare: Cymbeline, act ii. sc. 3.

[32:2]

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.

[32:7]

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.