JOHN NORRIS.

1657-1711.

_The Parting_.

How fading are the joys we dote upon!

Like apparitions seen and gone; But those which soonest take their flight Are the most exquisite and strong; Like angel's visits, short and bright, Mortality's too weak to bear them long.

NATHANIEL LEE.

1655-1692.

_Alexander the Great_.

Act i. Sc. 3.

Then he will talk--ye G.o.ds, how he will talk!

Act iv. Sc. 2.

When Greeks joined Greeks, then was the tug of war.

TOM BROWN.

--1704.

_Dialogues of the Dead_.

I do not love thee, Doctor Fell, The reason why I cannot tell; But this alone I know full well, I do not love thee, Doctor Fell.[7]

[Note 7: "Non amo te, Sabidi, nee possum dicere quare; Hoc tautum possum dicere, non amo te."

_Martial_, Ep. I. x.x.xiii.]

THOMAS SOUTHERN.

1659-1746.

_Oroonoka_.

Act ii. Sc. 1.

Pity's akin to love.

DANIEL DEFOE.

1661-1731.

_The True-Born Englishman_.

Part i. Line 1

Wherever G.o.d erects a house of prayer, The Devil always builds a chapel there; And 'twill be found upon examination, The latter has the largest congregation.

LOUIS THEOBALD.

1688-1744.

_The Double Falsehood_.

None but himself can be his parallel.

MATTHEW PRIOR.

1664-1721.