|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|John Dryden. (16311700) (continued)|
| And torture one poor word ten thousand ways.|
| Britannia Rediviva. Line 208.|
| Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.|
| Epistle to Congreve. Line 19.|
| Be kind to my remains; and oh defend,|
Against your judgment, your departed friend!
| Epistle to Congreve. Line 72.|
| Better to hunt in fields for health unbought|
Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught.
The wise for cure on exercise depend;
God never made his work for man to mend.
| Epistle to John Dryden of Chesterton. Line 92.|
| Wit will shine|
Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
| To the Memory of Mr. Oldham. Line 15.|
| So softly death succeeded life in her,|
She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.
| Eleonora, Line 315.|
| Since heavens eternal year is thine.|
| Elegy on Mrs. Killegrew. Line 15.|
| O gracious God! how far have we|
Profand thy heavenly gift of poesy!
| Elegy on Mrs. Killegrew. Line 56.|
| Her wit was more than man, her innocence a child. 1|
| Elegy on Mrs. Killegrew. Line 70.|
| He was exhald; his great Creator drew|
His spirit, as the sun the morning dew. 2
| On the Death of a very young Gentleman.|
| Three poets, in three distant ages born,|
Greece, Italy, and England did adorn.
The first in loftiness of thought surpassd;
The next, in majesty; in both the last.
Of manners gentle, of affections mild,
In wit a man, simplicity a child.
Alexander Pope: Epitaph on Gay. [back]
Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew,
She sparkld, was exhald, and went to heaven.
Edward Young: Night Thoughts, night v. line 600. [back]