John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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Izaak Walton. (1593–1683) (continued) |
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Oh, the gallant fisher’s life! It is the best of any; ’T is full of pleasure, void of strife, And ’t is beloved by many. |
The Angler. (John Chalkhill.) 1 |
James Shirley. (1596–1666) |
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The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hands on kings. |
Contention of Ajax and Ulysses. Sc. 3. |
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Only the actions of the just 2 Smell sweet and blossom in the dust. 3 |
Contention of Ajax and Ulysses. Sc. 3. |
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Death calls ye to the crowd of common men. |
Cupid and Death. |
Samuel Butler. (1612–1680) |
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And pulpit, drum ecclesiastick, Was beat with fist instead of a stick. |
Hudibras. Part i. Canto i. Line 11. |
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We grant, although he had much wit, He was very shy of using it. |
Hudibras. Part i. Canto i. Line 45. |
Note 1. In 1683, the year in which he died, Walton prefixed a preface to a work edited by him: “Thealma and Clearchus, a Pastoral History, in smooth and easy verse; written long since by John Chalkhill Esq., an acquaintant and friend of Edmund Spenser.” Chalkhill,—a name unappropriated, a verbal phantom, a shadow of a shade. Chalkhill is no other than our old piscatory friend incognito.—Zouch: Life of Walton. [back] |
Note 2. The sweet remembrance of the just Shall flourish when he sleeps in dust. Tate and Brady: Psalm cxxii. 6. [back] |
Note 3. ”Their dust” in Works edited by Dyce. [back] |