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With dark forgetting of my care's returns ;
O MAGIC sleep! O comfortable bird,
That broodest o'er the troubled sea of the mind
KEATS. Endymion, Book I.
THERE in close covert by some brook
Pass by his troubled senses; sing his pain:
BEAU MONT and FLETCHER. Valentinian.
When to the session of sweet silent thought
It was about the middle age of night
BUTLER. Repartee between Cat and Puss.
THE fashion wears out more apparel than the man.
Faust. WHY, assure you, Signior, rich apparel has strange virtues; it makes him that hath it without means esteemed for an excellent wit, he that enjoys it with means, puts the world in remembrance of his means; it helps the deformities of nature,* and gives lustre to her beauties; makes continual holiday where it shines; sets the wits of ladies at work, that otherwise would be idle; furnisheth your two shilling ordinary; takes possession of your stage at your new play; and enricheth your oars, as scorning to go with your skull.
Macr. Pray you, sir, add this; it gives respect to your fools, makes many thieves, as many strumpets, and no fewer bankrupts. BEN JONSON. Every Man Out of His Humour, Act II.
BE a man ne'er so vile
In wit, in judgment, manners or what else;
He shall not only pass, but pass regarded.
Ibid, Act III.
A GOOD wife is none of our dainty dames, who love to appear in a variety of suits every day new; as if a good gown, like a stratagem in war, were to be used but once.
WHO would not rather get him gone
Or steer his passage through those seas,
Than see one nation go to school,
And learn of another, like a fool ?
To study all its tricks and fashions
The greatest part of the ladies lose themselves very advantageously under their dress.
And dare to wear no mode or dress,
To put on gloves and stockings, caught;
As if it wore their liveries;
Make ready, and dress th' imagination
Sometimes wear hats like pyramids,
That most people in France
Join the manners and air of a Maître de Danse,
Much addicted to flirting and dressing in red.
To see how art and nature strive,
And that they're very men, not things
Were much th' ingeniouser fellows.
BUTLER. On our Ridiculous Imitation of the French.
THE person whose clothes are extremely fine, I am too apt to consider as not being possessed of any superiority of fortune, but resembling those Indians, who are found to wear all the gold they have in the world in a bob at the nose.
IN France the staple of new modes,
Where garbs and miens are current goods,
With methods of address and treat:
Prescribes new garnitures and fashions,
No out-of-fashion wine or meat;
And the most modish from the old perfumes.
BUTLER. Ode-Memory of Duval.
WHILE her sad eyes the troubled breast disclose;
CRABBE. The Village, Book I.
* Further, as man is known by feeding
Are still distinguished as they eat.
And raw in manners, raw in meat;
Is that which bears the praise of nations,
For niceness comes from th' inner side,
(As an ox is drest before his hide.)
HOOD. A Receipt for Civilisation.
TASTE IN DRESS.
PERSONS are oftentimes misled in their choice of dress, by attending to the beauty of colours, rather than selecting such colours as may increase their own beauty.
To return the love of our friends is the charity of publicans, and founded on the bond of utility, but to be well affected towards our enemies is one of the sublimest virtues of the Christian religion and an imitation of the Divinity. But this Charity has several degrees, the first whereof is our forgiving our enemies upon repentance. And there is some resemblance of this charity found among the more generous wild beasts; for 'tis said that the lion will not exercise cruelty upon the creatures that submit and fall before him. The second degree is forgiveness of enemies though they remain stubborn without reconciliation or atonement. The third degree is that which not only pardons and excuses, but even confers benefits and good offices upon enemies. But these degrees either have or may have somewhat of ostentation,* at least somewhat of greatness of mind, and not proceed entirely from pure charity. For possibly when any one feels virtue flow out of him he may be lifted up with it, and be more delighted with the fruit of his own virtue than the good and happiness of his neighbour. But if a man when he finds any misfortune befall his enemy from another quarter be grieved and troubled at it from the bottom of his heart; without secretly rejoicing, as if he thought that his day of retribution and revenge were come, this is the virtue whose opposite Job detests. "If I have rejoiced at the ruin of him that hated me, and triumphed that misfortune has found him out," and this is the exaltation and top perfection of charity.
* There is often more pride than goodness in our sorrow for the misfortunes of our enemies; it is to make them feel that we are superior to them that we give them marks of our compassion.
The dews came down unseen at evening tide
POLLOK. Course of Time, Book III.