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Abraham Cowley. (1618–1667) (continued)

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Hence, ye profane! I hate ye all,
Both the great vulgar and the small.

Horace. Book iii. Ode 1.

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Charm’d with the foolish whistling of a name 1

Virgil, Georgics. Book ii. Line 72.

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Words that weep and tears that speak. 2

The Prophet.

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We griev’d, we sigh’d, we wept; we never blush’d before.

Discourse concerning the Government of Oliver Cromwell.

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Thus would I double my life’s fading space;
For he that runs it well, runs twice his race. 3

Discourse xi. Of Myself. St. xi.

Ralph Venning. (1620(?)–1673)

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All the beauty of the world, ’t is but skin deep. 4

Orthodoxe Paradoxes. (Third edition, 1650.) The Triumph of Assurance, p. 41.

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They spare the rod, and spoyle the child. 5

Mysteries and Revelations, p. 5. (1649.)

Andrew Marvell. (1621–1678)

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Orange bright,
Like golden lamps in a green night.

Bermudas.

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And all the way, to guide their chime,
With falling oars they kept the time.

Bermudas.

Note 1.
Ravish’d with the whistling of a name.—Alexander Pope: Essay on Man, epistle iv. line 281. [back]

Note 2.
Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.—Thomas Gray: Progress of Poesy, iii. 3, 4. [back]

Note 3.
For he lives twice who can at once employ
The present well, and ev’n the past enjoy.
Alexander Pope: Imitation of Martial. [back]

Note 4.
Many a dangerous temptation comes to us in fine gay colours that are but skin-deep.—Mathew Henry: Commentaries. Genesis iii. [back]

Note 5.
See Skelton, Quotation 1. [back]