- Every white will have its blacke,
And every sweet its soure.
- Reliques of Ancient Poetry. Sir Cauline.
- Late, late yestreen I saw the new moone,
Wi’ the auld moon in hir arme.
- Sir Patrick Spens. Compare: "I saw the new moon late yestreen, Wi’ the auld moon in her arm", from Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border (author unknown).
- He that had neyther been kith nor kin
Might have seen a full fayre sight.
- Have you not heard these many years ago
Jeptha was judge of Israel?
He had one only daughter and no mo,
The which he loved passing well;
And as by lott,
It so came to pass,
As God’s will was.
- Jepthah, Judge of Israel. Compare: "'As by lot, God wot;' and then you know, 'It came to pass, as most like it was.'", William Shakespeare, Hamlet, act ii, scene 2.
- A Robyn,
Tell me how thy leman does.
- A Robyn, Jolly Robyn. Compare: "Hey, Robin, jolly Robin,
Tell me how thy lady does", William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night, act iv, scene 2.
- Where gripinge grefes the hart wounde,
And dolefulle dumps the mynde oppresse,
There music with her silver sound
With spede is wont to send redresse.
- A Song to the Lute in Musicke. Compare: "When griping grief the heart doth wound, And doleful dumps the mind oppress, Then music with her silver sound", William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, act iv, scene 5.
- The blinded boy that shootes so trim,
From heaven downe did hie.
- King Cophetua and the Beggar-maid. Compare: "Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim, When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!", William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, act ii, scene 1.
- “What is thy name, faire maid?” quoth he.
"Penelophon, O King!" quoth she.
- We ’ll shine in more substantial honours,
And to be noble we ’ll be good.
- Winifreda. Compare "Min be the travaille, and thin be the glorie", Geoffrey Chaucer, Canterbury Tales, "The Knightes Tale", line 2408; "Nobilitas sola est atque unica virtus" (translated: "Nobility is the one only virtue"), Juvenal, Satire viii, line 20.
- And when with envy Time, transported,
Shall think to rob us of our joys,
You ’ll in your girls again be courted,
And I ’ll go wooing in my boys.
- King Stephen was a worthy peere,
His breeches cost him but a croune;
e held them sixpence all too deere,
Therefore he call’d the taylor loune.
He was a wight of high renowne,
And those but of a low degree;
Itt ’s pride that putts the countrye doune,
Then take thine old cloake about thee.
- Take thy old Cloak about Thee. The first stanza is quoted in full, and the last line of the second, by William Shakespeare in Othello, act ii, scene 3.
- A poore soule sat sighing under a sycamore tree;
Oh willow, willow, willow!
With his hand on his bosom, his head on his knee,
Oh willow, willow, willow!
- Willow, willow, willow. Compare: "The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree, Sing all a green willow; Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee, Sing willow, willow, willow", William Shakespeare in Othello, act iv, scene 3.
- When Arthur first in court began,
And was approved king.
- Shall I bid her goe? What if I doe?
Shall I bid her goe and spare not?
Oh no, no, no! I dare not.
- But in vayne shee did conjure him
To depart her presence soe;
Having a thousand tongues to allure him,
And but one to bid him goe.
The Friar of Orders Gray (1765)Edit
- And how should I know your true love
From many another one?
Oh, by his cockle hat and staff,
And by his sandal shoone.
- O Lady, he is dead and gone!
Lady, he's dead and gone!
And at his head a green grass turfe,
And at his heels a stone.
- Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more!
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.
- Weep no more, lady, weep no more,
Thy sorrowe is in vaine;
For violets pluckt, the sweetest showers
Will ne’er make grow againe.
- Compare: "Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan, Sorrow calls no time that's gone; Violets plucked, the sweetest rain Makes not fresh nor grow again", John Fletcher, The Queen of Corinth, Act iii, scene 2.
- He that would not when he might,
He shall not when he wolda.
- Compare: "He that will not when he may, When he would he shall have nay", John Heywood, Proverbes, Part i, Chapter iii.