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• Life that dares send A challenge to his end, And when it comes, say, Welcome, friend!
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• Days that need borrow No part of their good morrow From a fore-spent night of sorrow.
  -- Richard Crashaw (c. 1616-1650) -- Wishes to his Supposed Mistre...
• Sydneian showers Of sweet discourse, whose powers Can crown old Winter's head with flowers.
  -- Richard Crashaw (c. 1616-1650) -- Wishes to his Supposed Mistre...
• Cap'n, she's only a 2400, she canna take 1650 cps! ...Scotty
• Cupid and my Campaspe play'd At cards for kisses: Cupid paid.
  He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrow...
• She poured sugar in the gastank of my heart!
• The modest front of this small floor, Believe me, reader, can say more Than many a braver marble can,-- "Here lies a truly honest man!
  -- Richard Crashaw (c. 1616-1650) -- Epitaph upon Mr. Ashto...
• A happy soul, that all the way To heaven hath a summer's day.
  -- Richard Crashaw (c. 1616-1650) -- In Praise of Lessius's Rule of Health...