THOMAS CAREW.

1589-1639.

_Disdain Returned_.

He that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away.

_Conquest by Flight_.

Then fly betimes, for only they Conquer love, that run away.

EDMUND WALLER.

1605-1687.

_Verses upon his Divine Poesy_.

The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through c.h.i.n.ks that time has made.

Stronger by weakness, wiser men become, As they draw near to their eternal home.

_On a Girdle_.

A narrow compa.s.s! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribbon bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.

_Go, Lovely Rose_.

How small a part of time they share That are so wondrous sweet and fair!

_To a Lady, Singing a Song of his Composing_.

The eagle's fate and mine are one, Which, on the shaft that made him die, Espied a feather of his own, Wherewith he wont to soar so high.

MILTON.

1608-1674.

PARADISE LOST.

Book i. Line 10.

Or if Sion hill Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook, that flowed Fast by the oracle of G.o.d.

Book i. Line 22.

What in me is dark, Illumine; what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may a.s.sert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of G.o.d to men.

Book i. Line 62.

Yet from those flames No light; but only darkness visible.

Book i. Line 65.

Where peace And rest can never dwell: hope never comes, That comes to all.

Book i. Line 105.

What though the field be lost?

All is not lost.

Book i. Line 254.

The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a heaven of h.e.l.l, a h.e.l.l of heaven.

Book i. Line 261.

Here we may reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in h.e.l.l: Better to reign in h.e.l.l than serve in heaven.

Book i. Line 275.