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Sir John Davies

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    Sir John Davies

    Dancing is a frenzyand a rage.

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    Sir John Davies

    Deeds are males, words females are.

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    For what made that in glory shine so long But poets' Pens, pluckt from Archangels' wings?

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    Hence it is that old men do plant young trees, the fruit whereof another age shall take.

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    If aught can teach us aught, Affliction's looks, Making us pry into ourselves so, near, Teach us to know ourselves, beyond all books, Or all the learned schools that ever were.

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    I know myself a Man-- Which is a proud and yet a wretched thing.

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    I know my soul hath power to know all things, Yet is she blind and ignorant in all: I know I'm one of Nature's little kings, Yet to the least and vilest things am thrall.

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    Much like a subtle spider which doth sit In middle of her web, which spreadeth wide; If aught do touch the utmost thread of it, She feels it instantly on every side.

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    These wickets of the soul are plac'd so high, Because all sounds do highly move aloft; And that they may not pierce too violently, They are delay'd with turns and twinings oft. For should the voice directly strike the brain, It would astonish and confuse it much; Therefore these plaits and folds the sound restrain. That it the organ may more gently touch.

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    This is the slowest, yet the daintiest sense; For ev'n the ears of such as have no skill, Perceive a discord, and conceive offence; And knowing not what's good, yet find the ill.

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    We may conceive an hope that the next generation will in tongue and heart and every way else become English; so as there will be no difference or distinction but the Irish sea betwixt us.

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    What more than madness reigns, when one short sitting many hundreds drains.

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    Wit,--the pupil of the soul's clear eye.