Thomas Dekker Quotes

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, Smiles awake you when you rise. Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry, And I will sing a lullaby: Rock them, rock them, lullaby.
Thomas Dekker (1572?-1632?), British poet. The Pleasant Comedy of Patient Grissell. OBSC. Oxford Book of Sixteenth Century Verse, The. E. K. Chambers, comp. (1932) Oxford University Press.
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Work apace, apace, apace, apace; Honest labour bears a lovely face;
Thomas Dekker (1572?-1632?), British poet. The Pleasant Comedy of Patient Grissell. OBSC. Oxford Book of Sixteenth Century Verse, The. E. K. Chambers, comp. (1932) Oxford University Press.
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Troll the bowl, the jolly nut-brown bowl, And here, kind mate, to thee! Let's sing a dirge for Saint Hugh's soul, And down it merrily.
Thomas Dekker (1572?-1632?), British poet. The Shoemaker's Holiday (l. 9-12). OBSC. Oxford Book of Sixteenth Century Verse, The. E. K. Chambers, comp. (1932) Oxford University Press.
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