John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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Sir John Denham. (1615–1669) (continued) |
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Actions of the last age are like almanacs of the last year. |
The Sophy. A Tragedy. |
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But whither am I strayed? I need not raise Trophies to thee from other men’s dispraise; Nor is thy fame on lesser ruins built; Nor needs thy juster title the foul guilt Of Eastern kings, who, to secure their reign, Must have their brothers, sons, and kindred slain. 1 |
On Mr. John Fletcher’s Works. |
Richard Crashaw. (1612?–1649) |
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The conscious water saw its God and blushed. 2 |
Epigram. |
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Whoe’er she be, That not impossible she, That shall command my heart and me. |
Wishes to his Supposed Mistress. |
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Where’er she lie, Locked up from mortal eye, In shady leaves of destiny. |
Wishes to his Supposed Mistress. |
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Days that need borrow No part of their good morrow From a fore-spent night of sorrow. |
Wishes to his Supposed Mistress. |
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Life that dares send A challenge to his end, And when it comes, say, Welcome, friend! |
Wishes to his Supposed Mistress. |
Note 1. Poets are sultans, if they had their will; For every author would his brother kill. Orrery: Prologues (according to Johnson). Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne. Alexander Pope: Prologue to the Satires, line 197. [back] |
Note 2. Nympha pudica Deum vidit, et erubuit (The modest Nymph saw the god, and blushed).—Epigrammationa Sacra. Aquæ in vinum versæ, p. 299. [back] |