Though lust do masque in ne'er so strange disguise she's oft found witty, but is never wise.
Though lust do masque in ne'er so strange disguise she's oft found witty, but is never wise.
For thee against myself I'll vow debate,
For I must ne'er love him whom thou dost hate.
Such night in England ne'er had been, nor ne'er again shall be.
And ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves, while the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.
A little too wise, they say, do ne'er live long.
Ah ne'er so dire a Thirst of Glory boast,
Nor in the Critick let the Man be lost!
Faith, there have been many great men that have
flatter'd the people, who ne'er loved them; and there be many
that they have loved, they know not wherefore; so that, if they
love they know not why, they hate upon no better a ground.
We are ne'er like angels till our passion dies.
Romances I ne'er read like those I have seen.
Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be.
I ne'er made my will yet, I thank heaven; I am not
such a sickly creature, I give heaven praise.
He ne'er is crowned with immortality Who fears to follow where airy voices lead.
There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.
Like to the Pontic Sea,
Whose icy current and compulsive course
Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on
To the Propontic and the Hellespont,
Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace,
Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love,
Till that a capable and wide revenge
Swallow them up.
Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb
Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts:
If I could write the beauty of your eyes,
And in fresh numbers number all your graces,
The age to come would say, "This poet lies,
Such heavenly touches ne'er touched earthly faces.
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