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• Sydneian showers Of sweet discourse, whose powers Can crown old Winter's head with flowers.
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• Days that need borrow No part of their good morrow From a fore-spent night of sorrow.
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• Life that dares send A challenge to his end, And when it comes, say, Welcome, friend!
  -- Richard Crashaw (c. 1616-1650) -- Wishes to his Supposed Mistre...
• Where'er she lie, Locked up from mortal eye, In shady leaves of destiny.
  -- Richard Crashaw (c. 1616-1650) -- Wishes to his Supposed Mistre...
• Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she, That shall command my heart and me.
  -- Richard Crashaw (c. 1616-1650) -- Wishes to his Supposed Mistre...
• The modest front of this small floor, Believe me, reader, can say more Than many a braver marble can,-- "Here lies a truly honest man!
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• No epigram contains the whole truth. -- C. W. Thompso
• All the beauty of the world, 't is but skin deep. -- Ralph Venning (c.
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