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,