The Colloquies of Edward Osborne, Citizen and Clothworker of LondonManning, Anne
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The Colloquies of Edward Osborne, Citizen and Clothworker of London
Manning, Anne
Biographical fiction; London (England) -- History -- 16th century -- Fiction; Osborne, Edward, 1530?-1591 -- Fiction
I affected a quieter Companion in the Attick; and one not without his
Teaching, for he was letterish after his Fashion, and had been in
_Paul's_ School. And, among his much used Books, there was _Lilly's_
Grammar, and even _Prudentius_ and _Lactantius_; and another, in his
Eyes worth all the Rest, calling it "real Literature," and the others
"mere Blotterature," a Joke of old Dean _Colet's_. This precious Volume
looked to me mighty dull, being full of algebraic Signs; but he earned
many a Headache over it, and gave me a Headache too, sometimes, in
trying to help him.
Pleasant Hours those were! in that quiet Attick, with the _Thames_
trembling in silver Light far below, while the Watermen clave it with
their Oars to the mellow Song of "Heave ho, rumbelow!" and "Row the
Boat, _Norman_!" The Blackbird sang as cheerily as if he were in the
green Woods of _Kent_; and ever and anon the pretty Laugh of Mistress
_Anne_ would be heard from the Green Lattice, or she would peep in and
say, "Have a Cake, _Edward_?" "Have a Cherry?" and leave her little Gift
and run away.
CHAPTER IV
_Noteworthy Deed of a Boy taught of a Woman_
I am now coming, _Hew_, to what hindered me of seeing the Shew in
_Clerkenwell_ on St. _Bartholomew's_ Day. Man proposes, but GOD
disposes: all Things are overruled for Good to them that love him—I'm
sure I found it so in this Case.
The Weather was now excessive hot: _Miles_ and I used to take Boat
whenever we had a spare Evening, and practice Swimming off _Battersea_.
Also, we sometimes bathed in _Perilous Pond_, wherein many 'Prentices
are yearly drowned; hard by the Well of Dame _Annis_ the Clear.
As for _Tomkins_, his whole Soul was in the making of the queerest Watch
that ever was seen; howbeit, clumsy as it was, he at last made it go;
though it never could keep up with St. _Magnus_' Clock.
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