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_Sonnet on his Blindness_.

They also serve who only stand and wait.

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_Second Sonnet to Cyriac Skinner_.

Yet I argue not
Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot
Of heart or hope; but still bear up and steer
Right onward.

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_Sonnet on his Deceased Wife_.

But oh! as to embrace me she inclined,
I waked; she fled; and day brought back my night.

SAMUEL BUTLER.
1612-1680.

_Hudibras_.

Part i. Canto i. Line 51

Besides, 'tis known he could speak Greek
As naturally as pigs squeak.

Part i. Canto i. Line 67

He could distinguish, and divide
A hair, 'twixt south and southwest side.

Part i. Canto i. Line 81

For rhetoric, he could not ope
His mouth, but out there flew a trope.

Part i. Canto i. Line 131.

Whatever sceptic could inquire for,
For every why he had a wherefore.

Part i. Canto i. Line 149

He knew whit's what, and that's as high
As metaphysic wit can fly.

Part i. Canto i. Line 199

And prove their doctrine orthodox
By Apostolic blows and knocks.

Part i. Canto i. Line 215

Compound for sins they are inclined to,
By damning those they have no mind to.

Part i. Canto i. Line 463

For rhyme the rudder is of verses,
With which, like ships, they steer their
courses.

Part i. Canto i. Line 489

He ne'er considered it, as loth
To look a gift-horse in the mouth.

Part i. Canto i. Line 821

Quoth Hudibras, "I smell a rat;
Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate."

Part i. Canto i. Line 852

Or shear swine, all cry and no wool.

Part i. Canto ii. Line 633

And bid the devil take the hin'most,
Which at this race is like to win most.

Part i. Canto ii. Line 831

With many a stiff thwack, many a bang,
Hard crab-tree and old iron rang.

Part i. Canto iii. Line 1

Ay me! what perils do environ
The man that meddles with cold iron.

Part i. Canto iii. Line 263

Nor do I know what is become
Of him, more than the Pope of Rome.

Part i. Canto iii. Line 309

H' had got a hurt
O' th' inside of a deadlier sort.

Part i. Canto iii. Line 877

I am not now in fortune's power;
He that is down can fall no lower.

Part i. Canto iii. Line 1367

Thou hast
Outrun the Constable at last.

Part ii. Canto i. Line 29

For one for sense, and one for rhyme,
I think's sufficient at one time.

Part ii. Canto i. Line 465

For what