Thou out of Heaven's benediction comest

To the warm sun.

Shakespeare: Lear, act ii. sc. 2.

[17:6] Ther can no great smoke arise, but there must be some fire.—Lyly: Euphues (Arber's reprint), p. 153.

[17:7] One swallowe prouveth not that summer is neare.—Northbrooke: Treatise against Dancing. 1577.

[17:8] See Chaucer, page [2].

[18:1] See Skelton, page [8].

[18:2] I have thee on the hip.—Shakespeare: Merchant of Venice, act iv. sc. 1; Othello, act ii. sc. 7.

[18:3] See Chaucer, page [4].

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