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SIR THOMAS.
"And what didst thou, Joseph Carnaby?"
JOSEPH CARNABY.
"Finding him neither slack nor shy, I readily tarried. We knelt
down opposite each other, and said our prayers; and he told me he
was now comfortable. 'The evil one,' said he, 'hath enough to mind
yonder: he shall not hurt us.'
"Never was a sweeter night, had there been but some mild ale under
it, which any one would have sworn it was made for. The milky way
looked like a long drift of hail-stones on a sunny ridge."
SIR THOMAS.
"Hast thou done describing?"
JOSEPH CARNABY.
"Yea, an please your worship."
SIR THOMAS.
"God's blessing be upon thee, honest Carnaby! I feared a moon-fall.
In our days nobody can think about a plum-pudding but the moon comes
down upon it. I warrant ye this lad here hath as many moons in his
poems as the Saracens had in their banners."
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.
"I have not hatched mine yet, sir. Whenever I do I trust it will be
worth taking to market."
JOSEPH CARNABY.
"I said all I know of the stars; but Master Euseby can run over half
a score and upward, here and there. 'Am I right, or wrong?' cried
he, spreading on the back of my hand all his fingers, stiff as
antlers and cold as icicles.
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