|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|No autumn, nor no age, ever approach|
This heavenly piece, which, Nature having wrought,
She lost her needle.
Massinger and Field.Fatal Dowry, Act II. Scene 2.
|I think Nature hath lost the mould|
Where she her shape did take;
Or else I doubt if Nature could
So fair a creature make.
Anonymous.Gilfillans Specimens of the less known British Poets, Vol. I. Page 132.
|There camps his son: of all his following|
Is none so beauteous: Nature broke the mould
In which she cast him.
Ariosto.The Orlando Furioso, Canto X. Stanza 84. (Roses Translation.)
|Nature, despairing eer to make the like,|
Brake suddenly the mould in which twas fashiond.
Massinger.The Parliament of Love, Act V. Scene last.
|Sighing that Nature formed but one such man,|
And broke the diein moulding Sheridan.
Byron.Monody on the Death of R. B. Sheridan.