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And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm. Imitation of Horace. Book i. Ode 29. Line 87.

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

Virgil. Æneid, 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.

Thespis, the first professor of our art,

At country wakes sung ballads from a cart.

Prologue to Lee's Sophonisba.

Errors like straws upon the surface flow;

He who would search for pearls must dive below. All for Love. Prologue.

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.

Men are but children of a larger growth.

All for Love. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Your ignorance is the mother of your devotion The Maiden Queen. Act i. Sc. 2.

to me.1

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.2

Ibid. 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?

Ibid. Part ii. Act. iii. Sc. 1.

1 You have been often told and have heard that ignorance is the mother of devotion. — Jeremy Taylor, Letter to a Person newly converted. 1657. This is said to have been the utterance of Dr. Cole, at a convocation of Westminster.

2 Quos læserunt et oderunt. - Seneca, De Ira, Lib. ii. cap. xxxiii.

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.

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,

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Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain ;1 And from the dregs of life think to receive What the first sprightly running could not give. Aureng-zebe. Act iv. Sc. I.

All delays are dangerous in war.

Tyrannic Love. Act i. Sc. 1.

Pains of love be sweeter far

Than all other pleasures are.

As in a green

Ibid. Activ. Sc. 1.

His hair just grizzled

old age. Edipus. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Of no distemper, of no blast he died,
But fell like autumn fruit that mellowed long;
Even wondered at, because he dropt 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,
The wheels of weary life at last stood still.
Ibid. Act iv. Sc. I.

1 There are not eight finer lines in Lucretius. caulay, Hist. of England, ch. xviii.

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She, though in full-blown flower of glorious beauty, Grows cold, even in the summer of her age. Edipus. Activ. Sc. 1.

There is a pleasure sure

In being mad which none but madmen know.1 The Spanish Friar. Act ii. Sc. 1.

This is the porcelain clay of humankind.2

Don Sebastian. Acti. Sc. I.

I have a soul that, like an ample shield,
Can take in all, and verge enough for more.3
Ibid. Acti. Sc. I.

A knock-down argument: 'tis but a word and Amphitryon. Act i. Sc. 1.

a blow.

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1 There is a pleasure in poetic pains Which only poets know.

Cowper, The Timepiece, Line 285.

2 The precious porcelain of human clay.

Byron, Don Juan, Canto iv. St. 11.

3 Give ample room and verge enough.

Gray, The Bard, ii. 1.

4 Whistling aloud to bear his courage up.

Blair, The Grave, Line 88.

5 Le véritable Amphitryon

Est l'Amphitryon où l'on dîne.

Molière, Amphitryon, Acte iii. Sc. 5.

JOHN BUNYAN. 1628-1688.

And so I penned

It down, until at last it came to be,

For length and breadth, the bigness which you Apology for His Book.

see.

Some said, "John, print it," others said, "Not so," Some said, "It might do good," others said, "No."

The name of the slough was Despond.

Ibid.

Pilgrim's Progress. Parti. It beareth the name of Vanity Fair, because the town where 't is kept is lighter than vanity.

Ibid. Part 1.

Some things are of that nature as to make
One's fancy chuckle, while his heart doth ache.
The Author's Way of sending forth his Second Part of
the Pilgrim.

He that is down needs fear no fall.1

Ibid. Part ii.

RICHARD BAXTER. 1615 – 1691.

I preached as never sure to preach again,
And as a dying man to dying men.

Love breathing Thanks and Praise.

1 Compare Butler, Hudibras, Part i. Canto iii. Line

877.

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