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Arms and the man I sing, who, forced by fate
And haughty Juno's unrelenting hate.

Virgil, Eneid. Line 1.

Ill habits gather by unseen degrees,

As brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

Ovid, Metamorphoses. Book xv. Line 155.

She knows her man, and when you rant and swear
Can draw you to her with a single hair.1

Persius. Satire v. Line 246.

Look round the habitable world, how few
Know their own good, or, knowing it, pursue!

Juvenal. Satire x.

Our souls sit close and silently within,
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such,
That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.2

Mariage à la Mode. Act ii. Sc. 1.

Thespis, the first professor of our art,
At country wakes sung ballads from a cart.

Prologue to Lee's Sophonisha.

Errors like straws upon the surface flow;
He who would search for pearls must dive below.

All for Love. Prologue.

Men are but children of a larger growth. Act iv. Sc. 1.
Your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me.3

The Maiden Queen. Act i. Sc. 2.

1 And from that luckless hour, my tyrant fair Has led and turned me by a single hair.

Bland's Anthology, p. 20, ed. 1813.

And beauty draws us with a single hair.

Pope, The Rape of the Lock, Canto ii. Line 27.

Those curious locks so aptly twined,
Whose every hair a soul doth bind.

Carew, Think not 'cause men flattering say.

2 Compare Sir John Davies. Page 145.

3 You have been often told and have heard that ignorance is the mother of devotion. — Jeremy Taylor, Letter to a Person newly

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But Shakespeare's magic could not copied be;
Within that circle none durst walk but he.

The Tempest. Prologue.

I am as free as nature first made man,
Ere the base laws of servitude began,
When wild in woods the noble savage ran.

The Conquest of Granada. Part i. Act i. Sc. 1.

Forgiveness to the injured does belong;

But they ne'er pardon who have done the wrong.1

Part ii. Act i. Sc. 2.

What precious drops are those,

Which silently each other's track pursue,

Bright as young diamonds in their infant dew?

Part ii. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Fame then was cheap, and the first comer sped
And they have kept it since, by being dead.

Epilogue.

When I consider life, 't is all a cheat.
Yet, fooled with hope, men favour the deceit;
Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay :
To-morrow's falser than the former day,
Lies worse, and, while it says we shall be blest
With some new joys, cuts off what we possest.
Strange cozenage! none would live past years again,
Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain ; 2
And from the dregs of life think to receive

What the first sprightly running could not give.

Aurengzebe. Act iv. Sc. 1.

converted. 1657. This is said to have been the utterance of Dr. Cole, at a convocation of Westminster.

1 Quos læserunt et oderunt.-Seneca, De Ira, Lib. ii. c. 33. Proprium humani ingenii est odisse quem læseris. — Tacitus, Agricola, 42. 4.

The offender never pardons. - Herbert, Jacula Prudentum.
Chi fa ingiuria non perdona mai. — Italian Proverb.

2 There are not eight finer lines in Lucretius. - Macaulay, Hist. of England, Ch. xviii.

All delays are dangerous in war.

Tyrannic Love. Act 1. Sc. 1.

Pains of love be sweeter far

Than all other pleasures are.

Act iv. Sc. 1.

Whatever is, is in its causes just.1 Edipus. Act iii. Sc. 1. His hair just grizzled,

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Of no distemper, of no blast he died,

But fell like autumn fruit that mellowed long;
Even wondered at, because he dropped no sooner.
Fate seemed to wind him up for fourscore years;
Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more:

Till, like a clock worn out with eating time,

Ibid.

The wheels of weary life at last stood still. Act iv. Sc. 1. She, though in full-blown flower of glorious beauty, Grows cold, even in the summer of her age.

Ibid.

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1 Whatever is, is right. -Pope, Essay on Man, Ep. i. Line 289. 2 There is a pleasure in poetic pains

Which only poets know. -Cowper, The Timepiece, Line 285. 3 Lords of humankind. - Goldsmith, The Traveller, Line 327. 4 Adore the hand that gives the blow.

Pomfret, Verses to his Friend.

5 Among mortals second thoughts are the wisest.

Euripides, Hippolytus, 438.

6 As certain as a gun. - Butler, Hudibras, Part i. Canto iii. The

first edition of Butler reads, 'sure as a gun.'

Nor can his blessed soul look down from heaven,
Or break the eternal sabbath of his rest.

The Spanish Friar. Act v. Sc. 2.

This is the porcelain clay of humankind.1

Don Sebastian. Act i. Sc. 1.

I have a soul that, like an ample shield,
Can take in all, and verge enough for more.2

Ibid.

A knock-down argument: 't is but a word and a blow. Amphitryon. Act i. Sc. 1.

Whistling to keep myself from being afraid.

The true Amphitryon.*

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Act iii. Sc. 1.

Act iv. Sc. 1.

The spectacles of books.

Essay on Dramatic Poetry.

EARL OF ROSCOMMON. 1633-1684.

Remember Milo's end,

Wedged in that timber which he strove to rend.

Essay on Translated Verse.

And choose an author as you choose a friend.
Immodest words admit of no defence,
For want of decency is want of sense.
The multitude is always in the wrong.

Line 87.

Line 96.

Line 113.

Line 184.

My God, my Father, and my Friend,
Do not forsake me at my end.

1 The precious porcelain of human clay.

Translation of Dies Ira.

Byron, Don Juan, Canto iv. St. 11.
Gray, The Burd, ii. 1.

2 Give ample room and verge enough.
3 Whistling aloud to bear his courage up.

4 Le véritable Amphitryon
Est l'Amphitryon où l'on dîne.

Blair, The Grave, Line 58.

Molière, Amphitryon, Acte iii. Sc. 5.

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MARVELL.-TILLOTSON.

ANDREW MARVELL. 1620-1678.

Orange bright,

Like golden lamps in a green night.

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

In busy companies of men.

Annihilating all that's made

Bermudas.

Ibid.

The Garden. (Translated.)

To a green thought in a green shade.

The world in all doth but two nations bear,
The good, the bad, and these mixed everywhere.

Ibid.

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To make a bank was a great plot of state;

Invent a shovel, and be a magistrate.

The Character of Holland.

JOHN TILLOTSON. 1630-1694.

If God were not a necessary Being of himself, he might almost seem to be made for the use and benefit of men.1

Sermon 93. 1712.

1 Si Dieu n'existait pas, il faudroit l'inventer.-Voltaire (16941778), À l'Auteur du Livre des trois Imposteurs, Epit. cxi.

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