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Lives of the English Poets : Waller, Milton, Cowley by Samuel Johnson
page 175 of 225 (77%)
An Europe, Afric, and an Asia,
And quickly make that which was nothing, all.
So doth each tear,
Which thee doth wear,
A globe, yea world, by that impression grow,
Till thy tears mixed with mine do overflow
This world, by waters sent from thee my heaven dissolved so.


On reading the following lines, the reader may perhaps cry out
"Confusion worse confounded."


Hers lies a she sun, and a he moon here,
She gives the best light to his sphere,
Or each is both, and all, and so,
They unto one another nothing owe.--DONNE.


Who but Donne would have thought that a good man is a telescope?


Though God be our true glass through which we see
All, since the being of all things is He,
Yet are the trunks, which do to us derive
Things in proportion fit, by perspective
Deeds of good men; for by their living here,
Virtues, indeed remote, seem to be near.


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