Part iii

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But Shadwell never deviates into sense.

_Mac Flecknoe. Line 20._

Our vows are heard betimes! and Heaven takes care To grant, before we can conclude the prayer: Preventing angels met it half the way, And sent us back to praise, who came to pray.[269-5]

_Britannia Rediviva. Line 1._

And torture one poor word ten thousand ways.

_Britannia Rediviva. Line 208._

Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.

_Epistle to Congreve. Line 19._

Be kind to my remains; and oh defend, Against your judgment, your departed friend!

_Epistle to Congreve. Line 72._

Better to hunt in fields for health unbought Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught. The wise for cure on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend.

_Epistle to John Dryden of Chesterton. Line 92._

Wit will shine Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.

_To the Memory of Mr. Oldham. Line 15._

So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.

_Eleonora. Line 315._

Since heaven's eternal year is thine.

_Elegy on Mrs. Killegrew. Line 15._

O gracious God! how far have we Profan'd thy heavenly gift of poesy!

_Elegy on Mrs. Killegrew. Line 56._

Her wit was more than man, her innocence a child.[270-1]

_Elegy on Mrs. Killegrew. Line 70._

He was exhal'd; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.[270-2]

_On the Death of a very young Gentleman._

Three poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpass'd; The next, in majesty; in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go; To make a third, she join'd the former two.[271-1]

_Under Mr. Milton's Picture._

From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began: From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man.

_A Song for St. Cecilia's Day. Line 11._

None but the brave deserves the fair.

_Alexander's Feast. Line 15._

With ravish'd ears The monarch hears; Assumes the god, Affects to nod, And seems to shake the spheres.

_Alexander's Feast. Line 37._

Bacchus, ever fair and ever young.

_Alexander's Feast. Line 54._

Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure,-- Sweet is pleasure after pain.

_Alexander's Feast. Line 58._

Sooth'd with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.

_Alexander's Feast. Line 66._

Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And welt'ring in his blood; Deserted, at his utmost need, By those his former bounty fed, On the bare earth expos'd he lies, With not a friend to close his eyes.

_Alexander's Feast. Line 77._

For pity melts the mind to love.[272-1]

_Alexander's Feast. Line 96._

Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying. If all the world be worth the winning, Think, oh think it worth enjoying: Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee.

_Alexander's Feast. Line 97._

Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again.

_Alexander's Feast. Line 120._

And, like another Helen, fir'd another Troy.

_Alexander's Feast. Line 154._

Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.

_Alexander's Feast. Line 160._

He rais'd a mortal to the skies, She drew an angel down.

_Alexander's Feast. Line 169._

A very merry, dancing, drinking, Laughing, quaffing, and unthinking time.

_The Secular Masque. Line 40._

Fool, not to know that love endures no tie, And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.[272-2]

_Palamon and Arcite.