Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas Quotes

Not unlike the bear which bringeth forth
In the end of thirty dayes a shapeless birth;
But after licking, it in shape she drawes,
And by degrees she fashions out the pawes,
The head, and neck, and finally doth bring
To a perfect beast that first deformed thing.

And swans seem whiter if swart crowes be by.

With tooth and nail.

Not that the earth doth yield
In hill or dale, in forest or in field,
A rarer plant.

Night's black mantle covers all alike.

Much like the French (or like ourselves, their apes),
Who with strange habit do disguise their shapes;
Who loving novels, full of affectation,
Receive the manners of each other nation.

My lovely living boy,
My hope, my hap, my love, my life, my joy.

Yielding more wholesome food than all the messes
That now taste-curious wanton plenty dresses.

Out of the book of Natur's learned brest.

And reads, though running, all these needful motions.

Bright-flaming, heat-full fire,
The source of motion.

Weakened and wasted to skin and bone.

Living from hand to mouth.

From north to south, from east to west.

Two souls in one, two hearts into one heart.