And as pale sickness does invade, Your frailer part, the breaches made, In that fair lodging still more clear, Make the bright guest, your soul, appear.

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Others may use the ocean as their road; Only the English make it their abode.

Others may use the ocean as their road; Only the English make it their abode.

The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er; So calm are we when passions...

The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er; So calm are we when passions...

The lark that shuns on lofty boughs to build, Her humble nest, lies silent in...

The lark that shuns on lofty boughs to build, Her humble nest, lies silent in...

Vexed sailors cursed the rain, for which poor shepherds prayed in vain.

Vexed sailors cursed the rain, for which poor shepherds prayed in vain.

Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view, That stand upon the threshold of...

Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view, That stand upon the threshold of...

Give us enough but with a sparing hand.

Give us enough but with a sparing hand.

Stronger by weakness, wiser men become.

Stronger by weakness, wiser men become.

Tea does our fancy aid, Repress those vapours which the head invade, And keeps that...

Tea does our fancy aid, Repress those vapours which the head invade, And keeps that...

Poets lose half the praise they should have got, Could it be known what they...

Poets lose half the praise they should have got, Could it be known what they...

Illustrious acts high raptures do infuse, And every conqueror creates a muse.

Illustrious acts high raptures do infuse, And every conqueror creates a muse.

Poets lose half the praise they should have got, Could it be known what they...

Poets lose half the praise they should have got, Could it be known what they...

So must the writer, whose productions should Take with the vulgar, be of vulgar mould.

So must the writer, whose productions should Take with the vulgar, be of vulgar mould.

Go, lovely rose! Tell her that wastes her time and me That now she knows,...

Go, lovely rose! Tell her that wastes her time and me That now she knows,...

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

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

Could we forbear dispute, and practise love, We should agree as angels do above.

Could we forbear dispute, and practise love, We should agree as angels do above.

To love is to believe, to hope, to know; Tis an essay, a taste of...

To love is to believe, to hope, to know; Tis an essay, a taste of...

A narrow compass! and yet there Dwelt all that 's good, and all that 's...

A narrow compass! and yet there Dwelt all that 's good, and all that 's...

Circle are praised, not that abound, In largeness, but the exactly round.

Circle are praised, not that abound, In largeness, but the exactly round.

All human things Of dearest value hang on slender strings.

All human things Of dearest value hang on slender strings.

Poets that lasting marble seek Must come in Latin or in Greek.

Poets that lasting marble seek Must come in Latin or in Greek.