John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Henry Vaughan. (1622–1695) (continued) |
| My days, which are at best but dull and hoary, Mere glimmering and decays. |
| They are all gone. |
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| Dear, beauteous death, the jewel of the just! Shining nowhere but in the dark; What mysteries do lie beyond thy dust, Could man outlook that mark! |
| They are all gone. |
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| And yet, as angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul when man doth sleep, So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted themes, And into glory peep. |
| They are all gone. |
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| Then bless thy secret growth, nor catch At noise, but thrive unseen and dumb; Keep clean, be as fruit, earn life, and watch Till the white-wing’d reapers come! |
| The Seed growing secretly. |
| Algernon Sidney. (1622–1683) |
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| Manus haec inimica tyrannis Ense petit placidam sub libertate quietem. 1 |
| From the Life and Memoirs of Algernon Sidney. |
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| Liars ought to have good memories. 2 |
| Discourses on Government. Chap. ii. Sect. xv. |
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| Men lived like fishes; the great ones devoured the small. 3 |
| Discourses on Government. Chap. ii. Sect. xviii. |
| Note 1. His father writes to him, Aug. 30, 1660: “It is said that the University of Copenhagen brought their album unto you, desiring you to write something; and that you did scribere in albo these words.” It is said that the first line is to be found in a patent granted in 1616 by Camden (Clarencieux).—Notes and Queries, March 10, 1866. [back] |
| Note 2. He who has not a good memory should never take upon him the trade of lying.—Montaigne: Book i. chap. ix. Of Liars. [back] |
| Note 3. See Shakespeare, Pericles, Quotation 2. [back] |