Drink to me only with thine eyes, Soul of the age, The Forest. To Celia. The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage, A little further, to make thee a room.2 Marlowe's mighty line. To the Memory of Shakespeare. Ibid. Small Latin, and less Greek. Ibid. He was not of an age, but for all time. Ibid. Ibid. Ibid. For a good poet's made as well as born. Sweet swan of Avon! - Underneath this sable hearse Epitaph on the Countess of Pembroke. 1 Ἐμοὶ δὲ μόνοις πρύπινε τοῖς ὄμμασιν. . . . Εἰ δὲ βούλει, τοῖς χείλεσι προσφέρουσα, πλήρου φιλημάτων τὸ ἔκπωμα, καὶ οὕτως δίδου (Drink to me with your eyes alone. And if you will, take the cup to your lips and fill it with kisses, and give it so to me). PHILOSTRATUS: Letter xxiv. 2 Renowned Spenser, lie a thought more nigh BASSE: On Shakespeare. This epitaph is generally ascribed to Ben Jonson. It appears in the editions of his Works; but in a manuscript collection of Browne's poems preserved amongst the Lansdowne MS. No. 777, in the British Museum, it is ascribed to Browne, and awarded to him by Sir Egerton Brydges in his edition of Browne's poems. Let those that merely talk and never think, Underwoods. An Epistle, answering to One that asked to Still may syllabes jar with time, Ibid. Fit of Rhyme against Rhyme. In small proportions we just beauties see, Ibid. To the immortal Memory of Sir Lucius Cary What gentle ghost, besprent with April dew, 2 Elegy on the Lady Jane Pawlet. the I know death hath ten thousand several doors For men to take their exit.3 Duchess of Malfi. Act iv. Sc. 2 'Tis just like a summer bird-cage in a garden, birds that are without despair to get in, and the birds that are within despair and are in a consumption for fear they shall never get out.1 The White Devil. Act i. Sc. 2. Condemn you me for that the duke did love me? 1 They never taste who always drink; Act iii. Sc. 2. PRIOR: Upon a passage in the Scaligerana, 2 What beckoning ghost along the moonlight shade POPE: To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady 8 Death hath so many doors to let out life. - BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER : The Customs of the Country, act ii. sc. 2. 4 See Davies, page 176. Glories, like glow-worms, afar off shine bright, Call for the robin-redbreast and the wren, The friendless bodies of unburied men. Act v. Sc. 2. Is not old wine wholesomest, old pippins toothsomest, old wood burns brightest, old linen wash whitest? Old soldiers, sweetheart, are surest, and old lovers are soundest.2 Westward Hoe. Act ii. Sc. 2. Ibid. I saw him now going the way of all flesh. THOMAS DEKKER. A wise man poor Is like a sacred book that's never read, -1641. To himself he lives, and to all else seems dead. age thinks better of a gilded fool Old Fortunatus. And though mine arm should conquer twenty worlds, Ibid. 1 The mountains, too, at a distance appear airy masses and smooth, but when beheld close they are rough. - DIOGENES LAERTIUS: Pyrrho. Love is like a landscape which doth stand ROBERT HEGGE: On Love. YALDEN: Against Enjoyment. We're charm'd with distant views of happiness, As distant prospects please us, but when near GARTH: The Dispensatory, canto iii. line 27. 'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, CAMPBELL: Pleasures of Hope, part i. line 7 See Bacon, page 171. The best of men That e'er wore earth about him was a sufferer; The Honest Whore. Part i. Act i. Sc. 12. I was ne'er so thrummed since I was a gentleman.2 This principle is old, but true as fate, - Act iv. Sc. 2. Sc. 4. Part ii. Act i. Sc. 2. Moderation is the silken string running through the pearl chain of all virtues. Christian Moderation. Introduction. Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave.5 Epistles. Dec. iii. Ep. 2. There is many a rich stone laid up in the bowels of the earth, many a fair pearl laid up in the bosom of the sea, that never was seen, nor never shall be." Contemplations. Book iv. The veil of Moses. 1 Of the offspring of the gentilman Jafeth come Habraham, Moyses, Aron, and the profettys; also the Kyng of the right lyne of Mary, of whom that gentilman Jhesus was borne. -JULIANA BERNERS: Heraldic Blazonry. 2 See Shakespeare, page 78. 3 Cæsar said he loved the treason, but hated the traitor. Life of Romulus. 4 See Middleton, page 174. 5 And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb. - PLUTARCH: YOUNG: Night Thoughts, night v. line 718. 6 Full many a gem of purest ray serene GRAY: Elegy, stanza 14. JOHN FLETCHER. 1576-1625. Man is his own star; and the soul that can Upon an "Honest Man's Fortune.", All things that are Made for our general uses are at war, Ibid. Man is his own star; and that soul that can Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan, Ibid. The Queen of Corinth. Act iii. Sc. 2. O woman, perfect woman! what distraction Was meant to mankind when thou wast made a devil! Let us do or die." Monsieur Thomas. Act iii. Sc. 1. The Island Princess. Act ii. Sc. 4. Love's Cure. Act ii. Sc. 1. Hit the nail on the head. 1 Every man hath a good and a bad angel attending on him in particular BURTON: Anatomy of Melancholy, part i. sect. 2, memb. 1, subsect. 2. Burton also quotes Anthony Rusca in this connection, v. all his life long. xviii. 2 An honest man's the noblest work of God. - POPE: Essay on Man, epistle iv. line 248. BURNS: The Cotter's Saturday Night. 3 Weep no more, Lady! weep no more, Thy sorrow is in vain; For violets plucked, the sweetest showers Will ne'er make grow again. 4 Let us do or die. PERCY: Reliques. The Friar of Orders Gray. BURNS: Bannockburn. CAMPBELL: Gertrude of Wyoming, part iii. stanza 37. Scott says, "This expression is a kind of common property, being the motto, we believe, of a Scottish family."- Review of Gertrude, Scott's Miscellanies, vol. i. p. 153. |