He did keep
  The deck, with glove, or hat, or handkerchief,
  Still waving as the fits and stirs of his mind
  Could best express how slow his soul sailed on.—­
  How swift his ship.
Cymbeline, Act i.  Sc. 4.  SHAKESPEARE.

But in vain she did conjure him,
To depart her presence so,
Having a thousand tongues t’allure him
And but one to bid him go. 
When lips invite,
And eyes delight,
And cheeks as fresh as rose in June
Persuade delay,
What boots to say
Forego me now, come to me soon?
Dulcina.  SIR W. RALEIGH.

Good night, good night:  parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Romeo and Juliet, Act ii.  Sc. 2.  SHAKESPEARE.

JULIET.—­O, think’st thou we shall ever meet again? 
ROMEO.—­I doubt it not; and all these woes shall serve
For sweet discourses in our time to come.
Romeo and Juliet, Act iii.  Sc. 5.  SHAKESPEARE.

                      In the hope to meet
  Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
Underwoods..  B. JONSON.

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted,
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss: 
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this!
When we two parted.  LORD BYRON.

    BRUTUS.—­Whether we shall meet again I know not. 
  Therefore our everlasting farewell take;
  For ever, and for ever, farewell.  Cassius! 
  If we do meet again, why, we shall smile;
  If not, why, then this parting was well made. 
    CASSIUS.—­For ever, and for ever, farewell, Brutus!
Julius Caesar, Act v.  Sc. 1.  SHAKESPEARE.

PASSION.

                      Take heed lest passion sway
  Thy judgment to do aught, which else free will
  Would not admit.
Paradise Lost, Bk.  VIII.  MILTON.

In men, we various ruling passions find;
In women two almost divide the kind;
Those only fixed, they first or last obey,
The love of pleasure, and the love of sway.
Moral Essays, Epistle II.  A. POPE.

  Passions are likened best to floods and streams,
  The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb.
The Silent Lover.  SIR W. RALEIGH.

  A little fire is quickly trodden out;
  Which, being suffered, rivers cannot quench.
Henry VI., Pt.  III.  Act iv.  Sc. 8 SHAKESPEARE.

  The ruling passion, be it what it will,
  The ruling passion conquers reason still.

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  Hear then the truth:  ’Tis Heav’n each passion sends,
  And different men directs to different ends. 
  Extremes in nature equal good produce;
  Extremes in man concur to general use.
Moral Essays, Epistle III.  A. POPE.