Vicarage, West-Tarring,
Sussex.
Sept. 14th, 1847.
PRELUDE OF MOTTOES.
Well: we go on.
MERIC CASAUBON.
Ventri utinam pax sit, sic variante cibo.
VENANTIUS FORTUNATUS.
I had forgot one half, I do protest,
And now am sent again to speak the rest.
DRYDEN.
Well said, Master Doctor, well said;
By the mass we must have you into the pulpit.
LUSTY JUVENTUS.
Why this is quincy quarie pepper de watchet single go-by, of all that ever I tasted!
ROBERT GREENE.
Alonso. Prythee no more! thou dost talk nothing to me.