Quote #31

Whenas in silks my Julia goes, Then, then (methinks) how sweetly flows That liquefaction of her clothes. Next, when I cast mine eyes and see That brave vibration each way free; Oh how that glittering taketh me!

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  1. So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade, All love, all liking, all delight Lies drowned with us in endless night.
  2. Sweet, be not proud of those two eyes Which starlike sparkle in their skies; Nor be you proud that you can see All hearts your captives, yo…
  3. 'Tis sin, Nay, profanation to keep in.
  4. Get up, sweet Slug-a-bed, and see The dew bespangling herb and tree.
  5. But ne'er the rose without the thorn.
  6. Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt; Nothing's so hard but search will find it out.
  7. Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
  8. Made us nobly wild, not mad.

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