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• Where'er she lie, Locked up from mortal eye, In shady leaves of destiny.
  -- Richard Crashaw (c. 1616-1650) -- Wishes to his Supposed Mistre...
• Life that dares send A challenge to his end, And when it comes, say, Welcome, friend!
  -- 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...
• Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she, That shall command my heart and me.
  -- Richard Crashaw (c. 1616-1650) -- Wishes to his Supposed Mistre...
• Good Night, Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
  -- Romeo and Juliet, Shakespeare. Act II, Scene II, lines 220-221 From The Conduct of Life , by Ralph Waldo Emerso...
• Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• Who never ate his bread in sorrow, Who never spent the darksome hours Weeping, and watching for the morrow,-- He knows ye not, ye gloomy Powers.
  -- Goethe (1749-1832) -- Wilhelm Meister, Book ii, Chap. xiii...
• The conscious water saw its God and blushed. -- Richard Crashaw (c. 1616-1650) -- Epigram
• 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...