In fasting, prayer, faith, hope, and alms' deedes stoare.
If anie faulte, she loved me too much.
Ah, pardon that, for ther are too fewe such!
Then, reader, if thou not hard-hearted bee,
Praise God for hir, but sighe and praie for mee.
Here by hir dead, I dead desire to lie,
Till, rais'd to life, wee meet no more to die.
1618."
Rubi.
"A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!" Richard III., Act V. Sc. 4.—In the edition of the Walewein published by Professor Jonckbloet, Leyden, 1846, is found, vol. ii. p. 178., a remarkable parallel passage to the world-famed line of Shakspeare, the verses 16007-8 of the Lancelot, a romance of the Middle Ages: