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• Adieu, she cried, and waved her lily hand.
  -- John Gay (1688-1732) -- Sweet William's Farewell to Black-eyed Susa...
• La cafe doit etre fort comme le mort, noir comme le Maure, et doux comme l'amour.
  [Coffee should be strong as death, black as the Moor, and sweet as love.]...
• Sweets to the sweet: farewell! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act v, Sc. 1
• T was when the sea was roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring, All on a rock reclin'd.
  -- John Gay (1688-1732) -- The What d' ye call it, Act ii, Sc. 8...
• So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse
  all good to me is lost. Evil, be thou my good....
• Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), King John -- Act i, Sc.
  1...
• Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long
  And so make life, death, and that vast forever One grand sweet song....
• O, now, for ever Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content!
  Farewell the plumed troop and the big wars That make ambition virtue!...
• Where yet was ever found a mother Who 'd give her booby for another?
  -- John Gay (1688-1732) -- Fables, Part i, The Mother, the Nurse, and the Fairy...