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Part ii

. Sect. xii._

Times before you, when even living men were antiquities,--when the living might exceed the dead, and to depart this world could not be properly said to go unto the greater number.[219-1]

_Dedication to Urn-Burial._

I look upon you as gem of the old rock.[219-2]

_Dedication to Urn-Burial._

Man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes and pompous in the grave.

_Dedication to Urn-Burial. Chap. v._

Quietly rested under the drums and tramplings of three conquests.

_Dedication to Urn-Burial. Chap. v._

Herostratus lives that burnt the temple of Diana; he is almost lost that built it.[219-3]

_Dedication to Urn-Burial. Chap. v._

What song the Sirens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women.

_Dedication to Urn-Burial. Chap. v._

When we desire to confine our words, we commonly say they are spoken under the rose.

_Vulgar Errors._

FOOTNOTES:

[217-3] Rich with the spoils of time.--GRAY: _Elegy, stanza 13._

[218-1] The course of Nature is the art of God.--YOUNG: _Night Thoughts, night ix. line 1267._

[218-2] See Massinger, page 194.

[218-3] The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.

MILTON: _Paradise Lost,