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FRANCIS QUARLES.

1592-1644.

Be wisely worldly, be not worldly wise.-Emblems, Book II, 2.

This house is to be let for life or years;

Her rent is sorrow, and here income tears;

Cupid, 't has long stood void; her bills make known,

She must be clearly let, or let alone.—Emblems, Book II, 10.

The slender debt to nature 's quickly paid,

Discharged, perchance, with greater ease than made.

-Emblems, Book 11.

GEORGE HERBERT.

1593-1632.

Only a sweet and virtuous soul,

Like seasoned timber, never gives.-Virtue.

A verse may find him who a sermon flies,

And turn delight into a sacrifice.-The Church Porch.

Dare to be true, nothing can need a lie;

A fault which needs it most, grows two thereby.-The Church Porch.

Sundays observe: think when the bells do chime

"T is angel's music.-The Church Porch.

The worst speak something good; if all want sense,

God takes a text, and preacheth Pa-ti-ence.-The Church Porch.

Wouldst thou both eat thy cake and have it?-The Size.

Do well and right, and let the world sink.-Country Parson, Ch. 29. Help thyself, and God will help thee.-Jacula Prudentum.

SIR JOHN SUCKLING.

1609-1641.

"T is expectation makes a blessing dear;

Heaven were not Heaven, if we knew what it were.

Her face is like the milky way i' the sky,

-Against Fruition.

A meeting of gentle lights without a name.-Brennoralt, Act. III.

The prince of darkness is a gentleman.-The Gobblins.

-See Shakespeare,-King Lear.

ROBERT HERRICK.

1591-1674.

Some asked me where the rubies grew,

And nothing I did say;

But with my finger pointed to

The lips of Julia.

-The Rock of Rubies, and Quarrie of Pearls.

Some asked how pearls did grow, and where?

Then I spoke to my Girl,

To part her lips, and showed them there
The Quarelets of Pearl.-Same.

Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee,

The shooting-stars attend thee;

And the elves also,

Whose little eyes glow

Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee.

-Night Piece to Julia.

You say to me-wards your affection 's strong;
Pray love me little, so you love me long.

-Love me Little, Love me Long.

Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt;

Nothing's so hard but search will find it out.-Seek and Find.

JAMES SHIRLEY.
1596-1666.

There is no armour against fate;

Death lays his icy hand on kings.-Ajax and Ulysses.

Only the actions of the just,

Smell sweet and blossom in the dust.-Ajax and Ulysses.

The sweet remembrance of the just

Shall flourish when he sleeps in dust.-Psalm CXII, 6

JOHN KEPLER.
1571-1630.

It may well wait a century for a reader, as God has waited six thousand years for an observer.-Brewsters Martyrs of Science.

RICHARD LOVELACE.

1618-1658.

I could not love thee, dear, so much,

Loved I not honor more.-To Lucasta, on going to the wars.

Stone walls do not a prison make,
Nor iron bars a cage;
Minds innocent and quiet take

That for an heritage;

If I have freedom in my love,

And in my soul am free,

Angels alone that soar above

Enjoy such liberty.—To Althea, from prison.

JOHN WEBSTER.
-1638.

"T is just like a summer birdcage in a garden; the birds that are without despair to get in, and the birds that are within despair and are in a consumption, for fear they shall never get out.-The White Devil.

Glories, like glow-worms, afar off shine bright,

But look'd to near have neither heat nor light.-The White Devil.

RICHARD CRASHAW.

1616-1650.

The conscious water saw its God and blushed.—Epigram on John II. Whoe'er she be,

That not impossible she,

That shall command my heart and me.

-Wishes To His Supposed Mistress.

A happy soul that all the way

To heaven hath a summer's day.

-In Praise of Lessius's Rules of Health.

The modest front of this small floor,

Believe me, reader, can say more

Than many a braver marble can,

"Here lies a truly honest man!-Epitaph on Mr. Ashton.

THOMAS HEYWOOD.
--1649.

The world's a theater, the earth a stage

Which God and nature do with actors fill.-Apology for Actors.

Her that ruled the rost in the kitchen.-History of Women.

Seven cities warr'd for Homer being dead;

Who living had no roofe to shrowd his head.-Hierarchie of Angells.
Seven wealthy towns contend for Homer dead,
Through which the living Homer begged his bread.

-Ascribed to Thomas Seward.

SCIENTIFIC SPECIALS.

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