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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Ben Jonson. (1572–1637) (continued)
    Have paid scot and lot there any time this eighteen years.
          Every Man in his Humour. Act iii. Sc. 3.
    It must be done like lightning.
          Every Man in his Humour. Act iv. Sc. v.
    There shall be no love lost. 1
          Every Man out of his Humour. Act ii. Sc. 1.
    Still to be neat, still to be drest,
As you were going to a feast. 2
          Epicæne; Or, the Silent Woman. Act i. Sc. 1.
    Give me a look, give me a face,
That makes simplicity a grace;
Robes loosely flowing, hair as free,—
Such sweet neglect more taketh me
Than all the adulteries of art:
They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
          Epicæne; Or, the Silent Woman. Act i. Sc. 1.
    That old bald cheater, Time.
          The Poetaster. Act i. Sc. 1.
    The world knows only two,—that ’s Rome and I.
          Sejanus. Act v. Sc. 1.
    Preserving the sweetness of proportion and expressing itself beyond expression.
          The Masque of Hymen.
    Courses even with the sun
Doth her mighty brother run.
          The Gipsies Metamorphosed.
    Underneath this stone doth lie
As much beauty as could die;
Which in life did harbour give
To more virtue than doth live.
          Epitaph on Elizabeth, L. H.
    Whilst that for which all virtue now is sold,
And almost every vice,—almighty gold. 3
          Epistle to Elizabeth, Countess of Rutland.
Note 1.
There is no love lost between us.—Cervantes: Don Quixote, part ii. chap. xxxiii. [back]
Note 2.
A translation from Bonnefonius. [back]
Note 3.
The flattering, mighty, nay, almighty gold.—John Wolcot: To Kien Long, Ode iv.

Almighty dollar.—Washington Irving: The Creole Village. [back]