Sir William Rider diing at Leyton, had his funeralle
solemnized in our Church, the hearss being brought from Clothworkers'
Hall." In a note to the above entry a further reference is made to
Lyson's _Environs_, vol. iv. pp. 160, 161. 165.
SONNET.
_Written on the opening of the Session_, 1847.
"For him was lever han at his beddes hed
Twenty bokes clothed in black or red,
Of Aristotle, and his philosophie,
Than robes riche, or fidel, or sautrie."
CHAUCER
"Me, poor man! my library
Was dukedom large enough."--SHAKSPEARE.
Farewell, my trusty leathern-coated friends!
'Tis fitting, for a while, that we should part;
For I, as duty points, must shape my ends,
Obey what reason bids, and not my heart.
What though 'tis mine to listen in that Hall
Where England's peers, "grave, rev'rend, potent," sit,
To hear the classic words of STANLEY fall,
BROUGHAM'S biting sarcasm, LYNDHURST'S polished wit,
The measur'd sentence of THE GREAT CALM DUKE--
It is not mine to commune with the men.
Not so when I unfold some favorite book,
CHAUCER and I grow boon companions then;
And SHAKSPEARE, deigning at my hearth to sit,
Charms me with mingled love, philosophy, and wit.
WILLIAM J. THOMS.
_Pilgrimages of Princes--Bernard Calver--Passage from Hudibras_.--In
reply to Mr. Beauchamp's query, No. 11. p. 173., _The Pilgrimage
of Princes, penned out of Greek and Latine Authors, London_, 1586, 4to.
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