"Beseech you, be merry: we have cause Of joy: for our escape Is much beyond our loss: our hint of woe Is common: every day, some sailor's wife, The masters of some merchant, and the merchant Have just our theme of woe: but for the miracle, I mean our preservation, few in millions Can speak like us: then wisely, good sir, weigh Our sorrow with our comfort."—Tempest.
LONDON:
SIMPKIN, MARSHALL, AND CO., STATIONERS' HALL COURT; GEORGE ROUTLEDGE AND CO., FARRINGDON STREET.
NEWCASTLE-UPON-TYNE: F. AND W. DODSWORTH.
1852.
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