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Lines on his promised Pension.
Hymn in Honor of Beauty. Line 132.
Elegiac on a Friend's Passion for his Astrophell. The lineaments of gospel-books.
Mother. Hubberd's Tale.
Full little knowest thou that hast not tride,
To fret thy soule with crosses and with cares;
SIR HENRY WOTTON.
The Character of a Happy Life.
Lord of himself, though not of lands;
To his Mistress, the Queen of Bohemia. You meaner beauties of the night,
That poorly satisfy our eyes
More by your number than your light!
DR. JOHN DONNE.
FUNERAL ELEGIES ON THE PROGRESS OF THE SOUL
The Second Anniversary. Line 245.
She and comparisons
Elegy 8. The Comparison.
[From “ The Forest.”]
And I will pledge with mine;
And I'll not look for wine.*
The Sweet Neglect.
you were going to a feast.
Give me a look, give me a face,
Good Life, Long Life.
* Έμοι δε μόνοις πρόπινε τοις όμμασιν. .... Ει δε βούλει, τοις χείλεσι προσφέρουσα, πλήρου φιλημάτων το έκπωμα, και ούτως δίδου.
Philostratus, Letter xxiv.
Epitaph on Elizabeth.
Epitaph on the Countess of Pembroke.
To the Memory of Shakespeare.
Soul of the age! The applause ! delight! the wonder of our stage ! My Shakespeare rise.
Small Latin, and less Greek.
He was not of an age, but for all time.
Every Man in his Humor. Act ü. Sc. 3. money; still get money, boy ; No matter by what means.
1585-1616. Letter to Ben Jonson.
What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid ! heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtile flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
The Shepherd's Resolution.
Die because a woman 's fair?
'Cause another's rosy are?
If she be not so to me,
Shall I like a hermit dwell
If she undervalue me
Attributed to Sir Walter Raleigh.