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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Thomas Dekker. (1570–1632) (continued)
 
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    The best of men
That e’er wore earth about him was a sufferer;
A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit,
The first true gentleman that ever breathed. 1
          The Honest Whore. Part i. Act i. Sc. 12.
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    I was ne’er so thrummed since I was a gentleman. 2
          The Honest Whore. Part i. Act iv. Sc. 2.
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    This principle is old, but true as fate,—
Kings may love treason, but the traitor hate. 3
          The Honest Whore. Part i. Act iv. Sc. 4.
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    We are ne’er like angels till our passion dies.
          The Honest Whore. Part ii. Act i. Sc. 2.
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    Turn over a new leaf. 4
          The Honest Whore. Part ii. Act ii. Sc. 1.
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    To add to golden numbers golden numbers.
          Patient Grissell. Act i. Sc. 1.
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    Honest labour bears a lovely face.
          Patient Grissell. Act i. Sc. 1.
 
Joseph Hall. (1574–1656)
 
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    Moderation is the silken string running through the pearl chain of all virtues.
          Christian Moderation. Introduction.
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    Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave. 5
          Epistles. Dec. iii. Ep. 2.
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    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. 6
          Contemplations. Book iv. The veil of Moses.
 
Note 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. [back]
Note 2.
See Shakespeare, King John, Quotation 10. [back]
Note 3.
Cæsar said he loved the treason, but hated the traitor.—Plutarch: Life of Romulus. [back]
Note 4.
See Middleton, Quotation 25. [back]
Note 5.
And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb.
Our birth is nothing but our death begun.
Edward Young: Night Thoughts, night v. line 718. [back]
Note 6.
Full many a gem of purest ray serene
The dark, unfathomed caves of ocean bear.
Thomas Gray: Elegy, stanza 14. [back]