This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1864 Excerpt: ...smiling, as some fly had tickled slumber, Not as death's dart, being laugh'd at: his right cheek Reposing on a cushion. Uui. Where? Arv. 0' the floor; His arms thus leagu'd: I thought he slept, and put My clouted brogues from off my feet, whose rudeness Answer'd my steps too loud. Gui." Why, he but sleeps: If he be gone, he '11 make his grave a bed; With female fairies will his tomb be haunted, And worms will not come to thee. Arv. With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I '11 sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath: the ruddock0 would, With charitable bill, --0 bill, sore-shaming Those rich-left heirs that let their fathers lie Without a monument --bring thee all this; Yea, and furr'd moss besides, when flowers are none, To winter-ground4 thy corse. Gui. Pr'ythee, have done; () First folio, Highest. (t) Old text, J. Sluggish crare--The old copies have care, a manifest error for erare, a small vessel ol burthen, sometimes spelt crayer, crag, and crea. Stork, --That is, rigid, stiff. - The ruddock--The red-breast. To winter-ground thy corse. Mr. Collier's nnnotator would read, "To winterguard," &c., but to winter-ground appears to have been a technical term for protecting a plant from tic frost, by laying straw or dung over it. And do not play in wench-like words with that Which is so serious. Let us bury him, And not protract with admiration what Is now due debt.--To the grave Arv. Say, where shall's lay him? Gui. By good Euriphile, our mother. Aev.' Be't so: And let us, Polydore, though now our voices Have got the mannish crack, sing h...