Lives of the English Poets : Waller, Milton, Cowley by Samuel Johnson
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Hers buds an L, and there a B,
Here sprouts a V, and there a T, And all the flourishing letters stand in rows.--COWLEY. As they sought only for novelty, they did not much inquire whether their allusions were to things high or low, elegant or gross; whether they compared the little to the great, or the great to the little. Physic and chirurgery for a lover: Gently, ah gently, madam, touch The wound, which you yourself have made; That pain must needs be very much Which makes me of your hand afraid. Cordials of pity give me now, For I too weak of purgings grow.--COWLEY. The world and a clock Mahol th' inferior world's fantastic face Through all the turns of matter's maze did trace; Great Nature's well-set clock in pieces took; On all the springs and smallest wheels did look Of life and motion, and with equal art Made up the whole again of every part.--COWLEY. |
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