The sun had long since in the lap Of Thetis taken out his nap, And, like a lobster boil'd, the morn From black to red began to turn.
Samuel Butler (1612 - 1680)
Source: Hudibras. Part ii. Canto ii. Line 29.
Contributed by: Zaady
For those that fly may fight again, Which he can never do that 's slain.
Source: Hudibras. Part iii. Canto iii. Line 243.
For those that run away and fly, Take place at least o' the enemy.
Source: Hudibras. Part i. Canto iii. Line 609.
Through perils both of wind and limb, Through thick and thin she follow'd him.
Source: Hudibras. Part ii.
And wisely tell what hour o' the day The clock does strike, by algebra.
Source: Hudibras. Part i. Canto i. Line 125.
But still his tongue ran on, the less Of weight it bore, with greater ease.
Source: Hudibras. Part iii. Canto ii. Line 443.
With many a stiff thwack, many a bang, Hard crab-tree and old iron rang.
Source: Hudibras. Part i. Canto ii. Line 831.
True as the dial to the sun, Although it be not shin'd upon.
Source: Hudibras. Part iii. Canto ii. Line 175.
The trenchant blade, Toledo trusty, For want of fighting was grown rusty, And ate into itself, for lack Of somebody to hew and hack.
Source: Hudibras. Part i. Canto i. Line 359.
For truth is precious and divine, - Too rich a pearl for carnal swine.
Source: Hudibras. Part ii. Canto ii. Line 257.
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