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Take the good the gods provide thee.
Sighed and looked, and sighed again.
And, like another Helen, fired another Troy.
Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.
He raised a mortal to the skies,
She drew an angel down.
CYMON AND IPHIGENIA.
He trudged along, unknowing what he sought,
She hugged the offender, and forgave the offence, Sex to the last.
ABSALOM AND ACHITOPHEL.
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Whate'er he did, was done with so much ease,
Absolom and Achitophel -- Continued
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A fiery soul, which, working out its way,
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Great wits are sure to madness near allied,
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And all to leave what with his toil he won,
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Resolved to ruin or to rule the state.
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The people's prayer
the glad diviner's theme,
The young men's vision, and the old men's dream.*
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Than a successive title, long and dark,
Drawn from the mouldy rolls of Noah's ark.
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Not only hating David, but the king.
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Who think too little, and who talk too much.
*Your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions.-Joel iii. 28.
Absalom and Achitophel - Continued.
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A man so various, that he seemed to be
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So over violent, or over civil,
That every man with him was God or devil.
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His tribe were God Almighty's gentlemen.
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Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense
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Beware the fury of a patient man.
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And dashed through thick and thin.*
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For every inch, that is not fool, is rogue.
*Through thick and thin, both over banck and bush,
In hopes her to attaine by hooke or crooke.
Fairie Queene. Book 3. c. i. st. 17.
All for Love. Prologue.
Errors like straws upon the surface flow;
He who would search for pearls must dive below.
Act iv. Sc. i.
Men are but children of a larger growth.
The Tempest. Prologue.
But Shakspeare's magic could not copied be;
Conquest of Grenada. Part i. Sc. 1.
I am as free as nature first made man,
Act ii. Sc. 1.
There is a pleasure
In being mad which none but madmen know.
Don Sebastian. Act i. Sc. 1.
This is the porcelain clay of human kind.
Translation of Juvenal's 10th Satire.
Look round the habitable world, how few
Hudibras - Continued.
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Or shear swine, all cry and no wool.
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And bid the devil take the hin'most,
Which at this race is like to win most.
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With many a stiff thwack, many a bang,
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Ay me! what perils do environ
The man that meddles with cold iron.
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Nor do I know what is become
Of him, more than the Pope of Rome.
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H' had got a hurt
O' th' inside of a deadlier sort.
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I am not now in fortune's power;
He that is down can fall no lower.*
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Outrun the Constable at last.
*He that is down need fear no fall.