The Staple of News, 第 28-29 卷

H. Holt, 1905 - 276 頁


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第 165 頁 - Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest; I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before.
第 172 頁 - In all probability those common juggling words of hocus pocus are nothing else but a corruption of hoc est corpus, by way of ridiculous imitation of the priests of the Church of Rome in their trick of Transubstantiation.
第 275 頁 - III. The Life of St. Cecilia, from MS. Ashmole 43 and MS. Cotton Tiberius E. VII, with Introduction, Variants, and Glossary- BERTHA ELLEN LOVEWELL, Ph.D.
第 128 頁 - So have I seen, when Caesar would appear, And on the stage at half-sword parley were, Brutus and Cassius, oh how the audience Were ravished! with what wonder they went thence. When some new day they would not brook a line Of tedious, though well laboured, Catiline; Sejanus too was irksome, they prized more Honest lago or the jealous Moor.
第 146 頁 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
第 171 頁 - These acts continued in force till lately, to the terror of all ancient females in the kingdom: and many poor wretches were sacrificed thereby to the prejudice of their neighbours, and their own illusions; not a few having, by some means or other, confessed the fact at the gallows.
第 211 頁 - The marshalling of coat-armour, which was formerly the pride and study of all the best families in the kingdom, is now greatly disregarded; and has fallen into the hands of certain officers and attendants upon this court, called heralds...
第 170 頁 - He the half of life abuses, That sits watering with the Muses. Those dull girls no good can mean us ; Wine it is the milk of Venus,* And the poet's horse accounted : Ply it, and you all are mounted. 'Tis the true Phoebian liquor, Cheers the brains, makes wit the quicker.
第 128 頁 - As when hee said in the person of Caesar, one speaking to him ; Caesar thou dost me wrong. Hee replyed : Caesar did never wrong, but with just cause and such like: which were ridiculous.
第 172 頁 - I will speak of one man more excelling in that craft than others, that went about in King James his time, and long since, who called himself the Kings Majesties most excellent Hocus Pocus, and so was he called, because that at the playing of every trick, he used to say 'Hocus pocus, tontus, talontus, vade celeriter jubeo,' a dark composure of words, to blinde the eyes of the beholders.