Then shall Love keep the ashes and torn parts,
Of both our broken hearts;
Shalt out of both one new one make;
From hers th' allay, from mine the metal take.--COWLEY


The poetical propagation of light:


The prince's favour is diffused o'er all,
From which all fortunes names, and natures fall:
Then from those wombs of stars, the Bride's bright eyes,
At every glance a constellation flies,
And sows the court with stars, and doth prevent
In light and power, the all-ey'd firmament:
First her eye kindles other ladies' eyes,
Then from their beams their jewels' lustres rise;
And from their jewels torches do take fire,
And all is warmth, and light, and good desire.--DONNE.


They were in very little care to clothe their notions with elegance
of dress, and therefore miss the notice and the praise which are
often gained by those who think less, but are more diligent to adorn
their thoughts.

That a mistress beloved is fairer in idea than in reality is by
Cowley thus expressed: