[A]re not moſt of our kings being vvhen they ſing ſmall and fine, after a puling maner, ſaluted Apolloes for their muſicke: […]
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1603, Plutarch, “How a Man may Discerne a Flatterer from a Friend”, in Philemon Holland, transl., The Philosophie, Commonlie Called, The Morals […], London: […] Arnold Hatfield, →OCLC, pages 93–94:
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I marvell'd ſhe ſung ſo ſmall indeed, being no Maid.
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c. 1623–1624 (date written), Tho[mas] Middleton, “Women Beware Women. A Tragedy”, in Two New Playes. […], London: […] Humphrey Moseley, […], published 1657, →OCLC, Act IV, scene ii, page 180:
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The Poet culls that dainty flowers; he saileth on the floods; / Leaps with the fountain's ecstacy,[sic – meaning ecstasy] and dwelleth in the woods; / Launcheth his barque of hopeful song, nor dreads the roaring fall; / Singing with lark and nightingale, though oft he singeth small.
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1870, J. P. Robson, “The Poet’s Photograph”, in Evangeline: Or, The Spirit of Progress; […], Newcastle-upon-Tyne, Northumberland: […] J. M. Carr, […], →OCLC, page 236: