قراءة كتاب Merrie England In The Olden Time, Vol. 2
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the appellation of "Majesty" The following
anecdote comprehends both titles. "As Queen Elizabeth passed
the streets in state, one in the crowde cried first, 'God
blesse your Royall Majestie!' and then, 'God blesse your
Noble Grace!' 'Why, how now,' sayes the Queene, 'am I tenne
groates worse than I was e'en now?'" The value of the old
"Ryal," or "Royall," was 10s., that of the "Noble" 6s. Sd.
The Emperor Charles the Fifth was the first crowned head
that assumed the title of "Majesty."
My Lord Keeper stared, as the wine-cup she kiss'd,
At his sovereign lady's superlative twist,
And thought, thinking truly his larder would squeak,
He'd much rather keep her a day than a week.
"What call you this dainty, my very good lord?"—
"The Loin,"—bowing low till his nose touch'd the
board—
"And—breath of our nostrils, and light of our eyes! *
Saving your presence., the ox was a prize."
who should paint the royal portrait to place her "in a
garden with a full light upon her, and the painter to put
any shadow in her face at his peril!" Oliver Cromwell's
injunctions to Sir Peter Lely were somewhat different. The
knight was desired to transfer to his canvass all the
blotches and carbuncles that blossomed in the Protector's
rocky physiognomy. Sir Joshua Reynolds, ( ———— with
fingers so lissom, Girls start from his canvass, and ask us
to kiss 'em!) having taken the liberty of mitigating the
utter stupidity of one of his "Pot-boilers," i. e. stupid
faces, and receiving from the sitter's family the reverse of
approbation, exclaimed, "I have thrown a glimpse of meaning
into this fool's phiz, and now none of his friends know
him!" At another time, having painted too true a likeness,
it was threatened to be thrown upon his hands, when a polite
note from the artist, stating that, with the additional
appendage of a tail, it would do admirably for a monkey, for
which he had a commission, and requesting to know if the
portrait was to be sent home or not, produced the desired
effect. The picture was paid for, and put into the fire!
"Unsheath me, mine host, thy Toledo so bright.
Delicious Sir Loin! I do dub thee a knight.
Be thine at our banquets of honour the post;
While the Queen rules the realm, let Sir Loin rule the
roast!
And'tis, my Lord Keeper, our royal belief,
The Spaniard had beat, had it not been for beef!
Let him come if he dare! he shall sink! he shall quake!
With a duck-ing, Sir Francis shall give him a Drake.
Thus, Don Whiskerandos, I throw thee my glove!
And now, merry minstrel, strike up 'highly Love,'
Come, pursey Sir Nicholas, caper thy best—
Dick Tarlton shall finish our sports with a jest."
The virginals sounded, Sir Nicholas puff'd,
And led forth her Highness, high-heel'd and be-ruff'd—
Automaton dancers to musical chimes!
O the days of Queen Bess, they were merry old times!
"And now, leaving Nestor Nightingale to propitiate