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This was originally created as part of the [[Practical Paleography]] Series, sponsored by [[Early Modern Manuscripts Online (EMMO)|EMMO]].<br>
 
This was originally created as part of the [[Practical Paleography]] Series, sponsored by [[Early Modern Manuscripts Online (EMMO)|EMMO]].<br>
 
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'''Vpon the comett.'''
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'''Vpon the comett.'''<br>
'''5.''' A Starre of late was seene in Virgoe's trayne
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'''5.''' A Starre of late was seene in Virgoe's trayne<br>
w''hi''ch seem'd from North to South to post amayne:
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w''hi''ch seem'd from North to South to post amayne:<br>
If England be the North, and South be Spayne
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If England be the North, and South be Spayne<br>
Then Charles sitt fast and looke vnto thy waine.
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Then Charles sitt fast and looke vnto thy waine.<br>
'''A Melancholy meditation.'''
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'''A Melancholy meditation.'''<br>
'''6''' Welcome folded armes, and fixed eyes,
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'''6''' Welcome folded armes, and fixed eyes,<br>
A sigh that peircing mortifies,
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A sigh that peircing mortifies,<br>
A looke that's fastned on the grownd,
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A looke that's fastned on the grownd,<br>
A toung chaind up without a sound,
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A toung chaind up without a sound,<br>
Fountaines heads, and pathlesse groues
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Fountaines heads, and pathlesse groues<br>
Places w''hi''ch pale passion loues,
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Places w''hi''ch pale passion loues,<br>
Moone-light: walkes, when all the fowles,
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Moone-light: walkes, when all the fowles,<br>
Are warmly hous'd, saue bats and Owles,
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Are warmly hous'd, saue bats and Owles,<br>
A midnight bell, a parting groane
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A midnight bell, a parting groane<br>
These are the sounds wee feede vpon,
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These are the sounds wee feede vpon,<br>
Then stretch the bones into a gloomy ally,
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Then stretch the bones into a gloomy ally,<br>
There's nothing daynty sweete but maelnacholly.
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There's nothing daynty sweete but maelnacholly.<br>
'''Shakespeare on the King.'''
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'''Shakespeare on the King.'''<br>
'''7.''' Crownes, haue theyr compasse, length of dayes theyr date
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'''7.''' Crownes, haue theyr compasse, length of dayes theyr date<br>
Triumphs theyr tombe, felicity her fate,
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Triumphs theyr tombe, felicity her fate,<br>
Of naught but earth, can earth make us p''ar''taker
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Of naught but earth, can earth make us p''ar''taker<br>
But knowledge makes a king most like his maker.  
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But knowledge makes a king most like his maker. <br>
Vpon an occasion of seeing a fly in a Spiders web one
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Vpon an occasion of seeing a fly in a Spiders web one<br>
wrote these verses, his Mrs beeing by.
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wrote these verses, his Mrs beeing by.<br>
8. Sees't thou (my dearest Caelia) how that fly
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8. Sees't thou (my dearest Caelia) how that fly<br>
Sueing for mercy in the web doth lye,
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Sueing for mercy in the web doth lye,<br>
Then thus resolue, thus with your selfe consider
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Then thus resolue, thus with your selfe consider<br>
I am that fetter'd fly, you are the spider,
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I am that fetter'd fly, you are the spider,<br>
Your loue's the web, in w''hi''ch  <s>fast</s> since fast you haue me
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Your loue's the web, in w''hi''ch  <s>fast</s> since fast you haue me<br>
O let it be your glory not to kill, but saue me.
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O let it be your glory not to kill, but saue me.<br>

Revision as of 08:50, 28 August 2015

Below is a semi-diplomatic transcription of an extract from The Commonplace book of Matthew Day ca.1650, V.a.160 pages 2, 3, 4 and 5
This was originally created as part of the Practical Paleography Series, sponsored by EMMO.

Vpon the comett.
5. A Starre of late was seene in Virgoe's trayne
which seem'd from North to South to post amayne:
If England be the North, and South be Spayne
Then Charles sitt fast and looke vnto thy waine.
A Melancholy meditation.
6 Welcome folded armes, and fixed eyes,
A sigh that peircing mortifies,
A looke that's fastned on the grownd,
A toung chaind up without a sound,
Fountaines heads, and pathlesse groues
Places which pale passion loues,
Moone-light: walkes, when all the fowles,
Are warmly hous'd, saue bats and Owles,
A midnight bell, a parting groane
These are the sounds wee feede vpon,
Then stretch the bones into a gloomy ally,
There's nothing daynty sweete but maelnacholly.
Shakespeare on the King.
7. Crownes, haue theyr compasse, length of dayes theyr date
Triumphs theyr tombe, felicity her fate,
Of naught but earth, can earth make us partaker
But knowledge makes a king most like his maker.
Vpon an occasion of seeing a fly in a Spiders web one
wrote these verses, his Mrs beeing by.
8. Sees't thou (my dearest Caelia) how that fly
Sueing for mercy in the web doth lye,
Then thus resolue, thus with your selfe consider
I am that fetter'd fly, you are the spider,
Your loue's the web, in which fast since fast you haue me
O let it be your glory not to kill, but saue me.