| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Abraham Cowley. (16181667) (continued) |
| | | 2868 | A mighty pain to love it is, And t is a pain that pain to miss; But of all pains, the greatest pain It is to love, but love in vain. |
| From Anacreon, vii. Gold. |
| 2869 | Hope, of all ills that men endure, The only cheap and universal cure. |
| The Mistress. For Hope. |
| 2870 | Th adorning thee with so much art Is but a barbrous skill; T is like the poisning of a dart, Too apt before to kill. |
| The Waiting Maid. |
| 2871 | Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal now does always last. 1 |
| Davideis. Book i. Line 25. |
| 2872 | When Israel was from bondage led, Led by the Almightys hand From out of foreign land, The great sea beheld and fled. |
| Davideis. Book i. Line 41. |
| 2873 | An harmless flaming meteor shone for hair, And fell adown his shoulders with loose care. 2 |
| Davideis. Book ii. Line 95. |
| 2874 | | The monster London laugh at me. |
| Of Solitude, xi. |
| 2875 | Let but thy wicked men from out thee go, And all the fools that crowd thee so, Even thou, who dost thy millions boast, A village less than Islington wilt grow, A solitude almost. |
| Of Solitude, vii. |
| 2876 | The fairest garden in her looks, And in her mind the wisest books. |
| The Garden, i. |
| 2877 | | God the first garden made, and the first city Cain. 3 |
| The Garden, ii. |
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