_Don Quixote_. _Translated by Jarvis_.
Part i. Book iv. Ch. 20.
Every one is the son of his own works.
Part i. Book iv. Ch. 23.
I would do what I pleased, and doing what I pleased, I should have my
will, and having my will, I should be contented; and when one is
contented, there is no more to be desired; and when there is no more to
be desired, there is an end of it.
Part ii. Book i. Ch. 4.
Every one is as God made him, and often-times a great deal worse.
Part ii. Book iv. Oh. 16.
Blessings on him who invented sleep, the mantle that covers all human
thoughts.
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SIR PHILIP SIDNEY.
1554-1586.
_The Defense of Poesy_.
He cometh unto you with a tale which holdeth children from play, and old
men from the chimney-corner.
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I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglass, that I found not my
heart moved more than with a trumpet.
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_Arcadia_. Book i.
There is no man suddenly either excellently good, or extremely evil.
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They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts.
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THOMAS HOBBES.
1588-1679.
_The Leviathan_.
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