A01981:382
The saints sacrifice
The saints sacrifice: or, a commentary on the CXVI. Psalm Which is, a gratulatory psalm, for deliverance from deadly distress. By William Gouge, D.D.The saints sacrifice: or, a commentarie on the CXVI. Psalme Which is, a gratulatory psalme, for deliverance from deadly distresse. By William Gouge, D.D.
London: printed by George Miller for Edward Brewster, 1632
Title page typeset from the transcription.
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
Calas. My dearest friend and brother, welcome to me, Why do you look with such a sullen cheer? Methinks you're very sad and melancholy.
Calas. My dearest friend and brother, welcome to me, Why doe you looke with such a sullen cheere? Methinks you're very sad and melancholy.
Caricles. I am indeed, and I have reason for it. I come to crave your counsel what to do, But first depart and leave us Nebulo.
Caricles. I am indeed, and I have reason for it. I come to crave your counsell what to doe, But first depart and leave us Nebulo.
Neb. Wherefore I pray? well, there will be a sweet counsel now I am excluded, I should be loth to change heads with either of them for all my horns.— Exit Nebulo.
Neb. Wherefore I pray? well, there will be a sweet counsell now I am excluded, I should be loth to change heads with either of them for all my hornes.— Exit Nebulo.
Caricles. My daughter, Sir, since yesterday, the race Was run in armour tweene Theagenes And stout Ormenes, hath been wondrous sick, And the last night did never sleep one wink.