They be the suns from which we borrow light.
And they as Kings, should still in justice strive
With Gods, from whom their beings they derive.

DRAYTON.

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COMPANY.


Remain upright yet some will quarrel pike,
And common bruit will deem them all alike.
For look, how your companions you elect
For good or ill, so shall you be suspect.

T. HUDSON.

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POESIE.


All art is learned by art, this art alone
It is a heavenly gift, no flesh nor bone
Can praise the honey we from _Pind_ distil,
Except with holy fire his breast we fill.
From that spring flows, that men of special chose