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

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Abraham Cowley. (1618–1667) (continued)
    A mighty pain to love it is,
And ’t is a pain that pain to miss;
But of all pains, the greatest pain
It is to love, but love in vain.
          From Anacreon, vii. Gold.
    Hope, of all ills that men endure,
The only cheap and universal cure.
          The Mistress. For Hope.
    Th’ adorning thee with so much art
  Is but a barb’rous skill;
’T is like the pois’ning of a dart,
  Too apt before to kill.
          The Waiting Maid.
    Nothing is there to come, and nothing past,
But an eternal now does always last. 1
          Davideis. Book i. Line 25.
    When Israel was from bondage led,
  Led by the Almighty’s hand
  From out of foreign land,
The great sea beheld and fled.
          Davideis. Book i. Line 41.
    An harmless flaming meteor shone for hair,
And fell adown his shoulders with loose care. 2
          Davideis. Book ii. Line 95.
    The monster London laugh at me.
          Of Solitude, xi.
    Let but thy wicked men from out thee go,
And all the fools that crowd thee so,
Even thou, who dost thy millions boast,
A village less than Islington wilt grow,
A solitude almost.
          Of Solitude, vii.
    The fairest garden in her looks,
And in her mind the wisest books.
          The Garden, i.
    God the first garden made, and the first city Cain. 3
          The Garden, ii.
Note 1.
One of our poets (which is it?) speaks of an everlasting now.—Robert Southey: The Doctor, chap. xxv. p. 1. [back]
Note 2.
Loose his beard and hoary hair
Stream’d like a meteor to the troubled air.
Thomas Gray: The Bard, i. 2. [back]
Note 3.
See Bacon, Quotation 32. [back]