| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Richard Crashaw. (1612?1649) (continued) |
| | | 2854 | Sydneian showers Of sweet discourse, whose powers Can crown old Winters head with flowers. |
| Wishes to his Supposed Mistress. |
| 2855 | A happy soul, that all the way To heaven hath a summers day. |
| In Praise of Lessiuss Rule of Health. |
| 2856 | The modest front of this small floor, Believe me, reader, can say more Than many a braver marble can, Here lies a truly honest man! |
| Epitaph upon Mr. Ashton. |
| | | Richard Lovelace. (16181657?) |
| | | 2857 | Oh, could you view the melody Of every grace And music of her face, 1 You d drop a tear; Seeing more harmony In her bright eye Than now you hear. |
| Orpheus to Beasts. |
| 2858 | I could not love thee, dear, so much, Lovd I not honour more. |
| To Lucasta, on going to the Wars. |
| 2859 | When flowing cups pass swiftly round With no allaying Thames. 2 |
| To Althea from Prison, ii. |
| 2860 | Fishes that tipple in the deep, Know no such liberty. |
| To Althea from Prison, ii. |
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