|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|Samuel Daniel. (1562?1619)|
| As that the walls worn thin, permit the mind|
To look out thorough, and his frailty find. 1
| History of the Civil War. Book iv. Stanza 84.|
| Sacred religion! mother of form and fear.|
| Musophilus. Stanza 57.|
| And for the few that only lend their ear,|
That few is all the world.
| Musophilus. Stanza 97.|
| This is the thing that I was born to do.|
| Musophilus. Stanza 100.|
| And who (in time) knows whither we may vent|
The treasure of our tongue? To what strange shores
This gain of our best glory shall be sent
T enrich unknowing nations with our stores?
What worlds in the yet unformed Occident
May come refind with th accents that are ours? 2
| Musophilus. Stanza 163.|
| Unless above himself he can|
Erect himself, how poor a thing is man!
| To the Countess of Cumberland. Stanza 12.|
| Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night,|
Brother to Death, in silent darkness born.
| To Delia. Sonnet 51.|
The souls dark cottage, batterd and decayd,
Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made.
Edmund Waller: Verses upon his Divine Poesy. [back]
Westward the course of empire takes its way.Bishop Berkeley: On the Prospect of Planting Arts and Learning in America. [back]