ANTHEA—
Now is the time when all the lights wax dim,
And thou, Anthea, must withdraw from him
Who was thy servant. Dearest, bury me
Under the holy-oak or gospel tree;...
Or, for mine honour, lay me in that tomb
In which thy sacred relics shall have room:
For my embalming, sweetest, there will be
No spices wanting when I'm laid by thee.
—HERRICK (Hesperides).
BOT. A calendar, a calendar! look in the almanac; find out moonshine, find out moonshine.
—A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act III., Sc. i.
VII. & VIII. [LEMUEL GULLIVER]
I must freely confess that since my last return some corruptions of my Yahoo nature have revived in me, by conversing with a few of your species, and particularly those of my own family, by an unavoidable necessity; else I should never have attempted so absurd a project as that of reforming the Yahoo race in this kingdom: but I have done with all such visionary schemes for ever.—Gulliver's Letter to his Cousin.
The first money I laid out was to buy two young stone horses, which I kept in a good stable, and next to them the groom is my greatest favourite; for I feel my spirits revived by the smell he contracts in the stable.
—SWIFT (A Voyage to the Houyhnhnms, Ch. xi.).
IX. & X. [MISTRUST, OBSTINATE, LIAR, ETC.]
And as he read he wept and trembled; and not being able longer to contain, he brake out with a lamentable cry, saying, "What shall I do?"...
The neighbours also came out to see him run; and as he ran, some mocked, others threatened, and some cried after him to return.