Commentaries on the history, constitution, and chartered franchises of the city of London [ed. by E. Tyrrell].

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H. Butterworth, 1829 - 541 pages
 

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Page 194 - Mile-End in pompous fashion, and there exhort your soldiers to be merry and wise, and to keep their beards from burning, Ralph; and then skirmish, and let your flags fly, and cry,
Page 185 - are commonly of clay, strewed with rushes, under which lies unmolested an ancient collection of beer, grease, fragments, bones, spittle, excrements of dogs and cats, and every thing that is nasty.
Page 195 - It should seem so certairly ; for her breath is yet inflamed. Besides, there is a main fault in the touch-hole, it runs and stinketh : And I tell you moreover, and believe it, ten such touchholes would breed the pox i' th
Page 196 - Gentlemen, countrymen, friends, and my fellowsoldiers, I have brought you this day, from the shops of security and the counters of content, to measure out in these furious fields honour by the ell, and prowess by the pound.
Page 271 - I satisfy you : we that had Our breeding from a trade, cits, as you call us, Though we hate gentlemen ourselves, yet are Ambitious to make all our children gentlemen : In three generations they return again.
Page 270 - I am your prentice) yet (since I may say it without boasting) I am born a gentleman, and by the trade I have learned of my master (which I trust taints not my blood), able, with mine own industry and portion, to maintain your daughter, my hope is, heaven will so bless our humble beginning, that in the end I shall be no disgrace to the grace with which my master has bound me his double prentice.
Page 324 - William the Bishop and Godfrey the portreve, and all the burgesses within London, both French and English.
Page 196 - ... is far more terrible, of which you have a daily experience ; neither let the stink of powder offend you, since a more valiant stink is nightly with you. To a resolved mind his home is everywhere...
Page 194 - George," quoth the pike-men! and withal, here they lay, and there they lay ! And yet for all this I am here, wench .

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