act ii. sc. 2.

[189-3] Seven wealthy towns contend for Homer dead, Through which the living Homer begged his bread.

ANONYMOUS.

Great Homer's birthplace seven rival cities claim, Too mighty such monopoly of Fame.

THOMAS SEWARD: _On Shakespeare's Monument at Stratford-upon-Avon._

Seven cities warred for Homer being dead; Who living had no roofe to shrowd his head.

THOMAS HEYWOOD: _Hierarchie of the Blessed Angells._

[189-4] A blade of grass is always a blade of grass, whether in one country or another.--JOHNSON: _Piazzi, 52._

[190-1] Set a beggar on horseback, and he 'll outride the Devil.--BOHN: _Foreign Proverbs_ (_German_).

[190-2] See Wotton, page 174.

[190-3] There is many a slip 'twixt the cup and the lip.--HAZLITT: _English Proverbs._

Though men determine, the gods doo dispose; and oft times many things fall out betweene the cup and the lip.--GREENE: _Perimedes the Blacksmith_ (1588).

[191-1] See Heywood, page 11.

[191-2] See Heywood, page 20.

[191-3] Those curious locks so aptly twin'd, Whose every hair a soul doth bind.

CAREW: _Think not 'cause men flattering say._

One hair of a woman can draw more than a hundred pair of oxen.--HOWELL: _Letters, book ii. iv._ (1621).

She knows her man, and when you rant and swear, Can draw you to her with a single hair.

DRYDEN: _Persius, satire v. line 246._

Beauty draws us with a single hair.--POPE: _The Rape of the Lock,