Pity swells the tide of love.—Young: Night Thoughts, night iii. line 107.

[199:1] But strive still to be a man before your mother.—Cowper: Connoisseur. Motto of No. iii.

[199:2] Quod ali cibus est aliis fuat acre venenum (What is food to one may be fierce poison to others).—Lucretius: iv. 637.


GEORGE WITHER.  1588-1667.

Shall I, wasting in despair,

Die because a woman's fair?

Or make pale my cheeks with care,

'Cause another's rosy are?

Be she fairer than the day,