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Abdera afflicted ancient Rome Apuleius Avicenna beauty bitter body bosom brain breast cause character charms choly Cicero conceived Crato cure dancing dangerous daughter death deity dejected delight desire despair destroy discontent disease disposition divine dress drink effect endure Erasistratus exclaimed eyes fair fancy favour fear feelings Felix Plater female fire fond fortune four humours frequently Galen grace grief happiness heart heaven heroic love heroic passion Hippocrates holy honour human humour husband idle Jupiter kind king live lonius lover marriage melan melancholy mind mirth mischief misery mistress nature never noble observes Ovid pains Paracelsus patient person perturbations philosopher physician Plato pleasure Plutarch poet poison'd possess produce reason rendered rich says Seleucus Seneca shewing sighs sing smiles Socrates sorrow soul species spirits Stratonice sufferer sweet symptoms tears temper thou tion tongue violent virtue virtuous wife wise young youth
Page 241 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume...
Page 217 - So hand in hand they pass'd, the loveliest pair, That ever since in love's embraces met; Adam the goodliest man of men since born His sons, the fairest of her daughters Eve.
Page 212 - Yet empty of all good wherein consists Woman's domestic honour and chief praise ; Bred only and completed to the taste Of lustful appetence, to sing, to dance, To dress, and troll the tongue, and roll the eye.
Page 11 - O mine hard fate 1 now repent, but 'tis too late. No torment is so bad as love, So bitter to my soul can prove. All my griefs to this are jolly, Naught so harsh as melancholy.
Page 124 - A blow with a word strikes deeper than a blow with a sword...
Page 222 - And Miriam the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand ; and all the women went out after her, with timbrels, and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the LORD, for he hath triumphed gloriously : the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.
Page 9 - When I go musing all alone Thinking of divers things fore-known. When I build castles in the air, Void of sorrow and void of fear, Pleasing myself with phantasms sweet, Methinks the time runs very fleet. All my joys to this are folly, Naught so sweet as melancholy.
Page 228 - So cheer'd he his fair spouse, and she was cheer'd ; But silently a gentle tear let fall From either eye, and wip'd them with her hair; Two other precious drops that ready stood, Each in their crystal sluice, he ere they fell Kiss'd, as the gracious signs of sweet remorse And pious awe, that fear'd to have offended.