| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Thomas Parnell. (16791718) (continued) |
| | | 3291 | Let those love now who never loved before; Let those who always loved, now love the more. |
| Translation of the Pervigilium Veneris. 1 |
| | | Barton Booth. (16811733) |
| | | 3292 | True as the needle to the pole, Or as the dial to the sun. 2 |
| Song. |
| | | Edward Young. (16831765) |
| | | 3293 | | Tired natures sweet restorer, balmy sleep! |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 1. |
| 3294 | Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre oer a slumbering world. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 18. |
| 3295 | Creation sleeps! T is as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause, An awful pause! prophetic of her end. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 23. |
| 3296 | The bell strikes one. We take no note of time But from its loss. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 55. |
| 3297 | | Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 67. |
| 3298 | | To waft a feather or to drown a fly. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 154. |
| 3299 | Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn. |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 212. |
| 3300 | | Be wise to-day; t is madness to defer. 3 |
| Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 390. |
| | Note 1. Written in the time of Julius Cæsar, and by some ascribed to Catullus:
Cras amet qui numquam amavit; Quique amavit, cras amet (Let him love to-morrow who never loved before; and he as well who has loved, let him love to-morrow). [back] | Note 2. See Butler, Quotation 66. [back] | Note 3. See Congreve, Quotation 10. [back] |
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