| WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (1564–1616) and | | MICHAEL DRAYTON (1563–1631). | For I trust, if an enemy's fleet came yonder round by the hill, And the rushing battle-bolt sang from the three-decker out of the foam, That the smooth-faced snub-nosed rogue would leap from his counter and till, And strike, if he could, were it but with his cheating yard-wand, home. | Tennyson. |
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