Phineas Fletcher quotes:
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The dying swan, when years her temples pierce, In music-strains breathes out her life and verse, And, chanting her own dirge, tides on her wat'ry hearse.
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Drop, drop, slow tears, and bathe those beauteous feet Which brought from heaven the news and prince of peace. Cease not, wet eyes, his mercies to entreat; To cry for vengeance sin doth never cease; In your deep floods drown all my faults and fears, Nor let his eye see sin but through my tears.
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Beauty when most unclothed is clothed best.
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Love's tongue is in the eyes....
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Love is like linen, often changed, the sweeter.
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Long open panegyric drags at best, And praise is only praise when well address'd.
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Who bathes in worldly joys, swims in a world of fears.
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