IV.  JULIA, ELECTRA, DIANEME

    Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
      Old Time is still a-flying: 
    And this same flower that smiles to-day
      To-morrow will be dying.

    The glorious Lamp of Heaven, the Sun,
      The higher he’s a-getting,
    The sooner will his race be run,
      And nearer he’s to setting.

    That age is best which is the first,
      When youth and blood are warmer;
    But being spent, the worse, and worst
      Times still succeed the former.

    Then be not coy, but use your time;
      And while ye may, go marry: 
    For having lost but once your prime,
      You may for ever tarry.

    Anthea—­

    Now is the time when all the lights wax dim,
    And thou, Anthea, must withdraw from him
    Who was thy servant.  Dearest, bury me
    Under the holy-oak or gospel tree;... 
    Or, for mine honour, lay me in that tomb
    In which thy sacred relics shall have room: 
    For my embalming, sweetest, there will be
    No spices wanting when I’m laid by thee.

    —­Herrick (Hesperides).

V. NICK BOTTOM 43

    Bot.  A calendar, a calendar! look in the almanac; find out
    moonshine, find out moonshine.

    —­A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act III., Sc. i.

VI.  SLEEPING BEAUTY

VII. & VIII.  LEMUEL GULLIVER

I must freely confess that since my last return some corruptions of my Yahoo nature have revived in me, by conversing with a few of your species, and particularly those of my own family, by an unavoidable necessity; else I should never have attempted so absurd a project as that of reforming the Yahoo race in this kingdom:  but I have done with all such visionary schemes for ever.—­Gulliver’s Letter to his Cousin.

The first money I laid out was to buy two young stone horses, which I kept in a good stable, and next to them the groom is my greatest favourite; for I feel my spirits revived by the smell he contracts in the stable.

    —­Swift (A Voyage to the Houyhnhnms, Ch. xi.).

IX. & X. MISTRUST, OBSTINATE, LIAR, ETC.

    And as he read he wept and trembled; and not being able longer to
    contain, he brake out with a lamentable cry, saying, “What shall I
    do?"...

    The neighbours also came out to see him run; and as he ran, some
    mocked, others threatened, and some cried after him to return.

Atheist—­

    Now, after awhile, they perceived afar off, one coming softly and
    alone, all along the highway, to meet them.

    —­Bunyan (The Pilgrim’s Progress).