In all these losses yet of this we glory, That 'tis thy happinesse that makes us sorry.

Ascanio, time hath bene, I must confesse, When in thy presence was my happinesse, But now the manner of my miserie Hath chaung'd that course that so it cannot be. Asca.

That I may see a way to happinesse.

Thou art the comfort of my Treasure, Girle: Wee'le live together, if it please the King, And tell sad Stories of thy wretched Mother; Give equall sighes to one anothers griefe, And by discourse of happinesse to come Trample upon our present miseries.

To be her Martyr is a happinesse, The sainted souls would change their merit for it.

No, no; the envious Gods Maligne our happinesse.

Envy, ye monarchs, with your proad excesse, At our low sayle, and our high happinesse.

But what can long abide above this ground In state of blis, or stedfast happinesse?

O soveraigne Lord, O soveraigne happinesse, 515 To see thee, and thy mercie measurelesse!

Live thou for ever in all happinesse!

Till then, wishing your Ladiship all increase of honour and happinesse, I humblie take leave.

Hart need not wish none other happinesse, But here on earth to have such hevens blisse.

150 That fillest England with thy triumphs fame, Ioy have thou of thy noble victorie, And endlesse happinesse of thine owne name, That promiseth the same;

And even so I pray for your happinesse.

To the Stationer. Tell the sad World that now the lab'ring Presse Has brought forth safe a Child of happinesse, The Frontis-piece will satisfie the wise

They hold, there shalbe a resurrection, and all shall come to iudgement, but the account shalbe most streight, insomuch that but one of 10000 shalbe receiued to fauor, and those shall liue againe in this world in great happinesse: the rest shalbe tormented.

Angell guide your loving soules Unto a place of endlesse happinesse.

And heavie burthen, that the boy should live And thrust me from this height of happinesse, That I will not indure so heavie waight, But shake it off, and live at libertie, Free from the yoake of such subjection.

What, wilt thou barre thy selfe of happinesse? Stop the large streame of pleasures which would flowe, And still attend on thee like Servingmen?

There is a little boy, an urchin lad, That stands betweene me and the glorious rayes, Of my soule-wishing sunne of happinesse.

Come hether then, my joy, my chiefest hopes, My second selfe, my earthly happinesse, Lend me thy little prety cherry lip, To kisse me, cozen; lay thy little hand Upon my cheeke, and hug me tenderly.

Oh, God, forgive me all my wickednesse And take me to eternall happinesse! Duke.

Ile none of that; I do not like the last; I love thee dearer then I doe my life, And all I did, was to advance thy state To sunne-bright beames of shining happinesse. Allen.

O happinesse, tis hee.

Dread soveraigne, heaven witnesse with me With what bended spirit I have attainde This height of happinesse; and how unwillingly, Till heavens decree, Terentias love, and your Faire consents did meet in one to make Me Lord thereof: nor shall it add one scruple Of high thought to my lowly minde.