And no mother, he shouted, can call ME a ‘fortune-hunter’ and a ‘cradle-robber’ and think I'll make good by marrying her daughter!

The same kitchen table where he must have blown out so many cakefuls of birthday candles over the years.

Why wayle we then? why weary we the Gods with playnts, As if ſome euill were to her betight? She raignes a goddeſſe now emong the ſaintes, That whilome was the ſaynt of ſhepheardes light: And is enſtalled nowe in heauens hight.

This included the head-piece and gorgett, the back and breast, with skirts of iron called tasses or tassets covering the thighs, as may be seen in the figures, representing the exercise of the pike, published anno 1622, by the title of the Military Art of Training; the same kind of armour was worn by the harquebusiers.