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OF SAVAGE BEASTS AND VERMIN 169   CHAPTER XVI. OF OUR ENGLISH DOGS AND THEIR QUALITIES 179   CHAPTER XVII. OF FISH USUALLY TAKEN UPON OUR COASTS 186   CHAPTER XVIII. OF QUARRIES OF STONE FOR BUILDING 191   CHAPTER XIX. OF WOODS AND MARSHES 196   CHAPTER XX. OF PARKS AND WARRENS 206   CHAPTER XXI. OF PALACES BELONGING TO THE PRINCE 215   CHAPTER XXII. OF ARMOUR AND MUNITION 223   CHAPTER XXIII. OF THE NAVY OF ENGLAND 229   CHAPTER XXIV. OF SUNDRY KINDS OF PUNISHMENT APPOINTED FOR OFFENDERS 237   CHAPTER XXV. OF UNIVERSITIES 248   APPENDIX— A.—HOLINSHED’S DEDICATION 263 B.—AN ELIZABETHAN SURVEY OF ENGLAND 265 C.—SOMEBODY’S QUARREL WITH HARRISON 266 D.—HARRISON’S CHRONOLOGY 266

 

 

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“FOREWORDS.”[1]

I am unwilling to send out this Harrison, the friend of some twenty years’ standing, without a few words of introduction to those readers who don’t know it. The book is full of interest, not only to every Shakspere student, but to every reader of English history, every man who has the least care for his forefathers’ lives. Though it does contain sheets of padding now and then, yet the writer’s racy phrases are continually turning up, and giving flavour to his descriptions, while he sets before us the very England of Shakspere’s day. From its Parliament and Universities, to its beggars and its rogues; from its castles to its huts, its horses to its hens; from how the state was managd, to how Mrs. Wm. Harrison (and no doubt Mrs. William Shakspere) brewd her beer; all is there. The book is a deliberately drawn picture of Elizabethan England; and nothing could have kept it from