Night's black Mantle covers all alike. - Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,

Thy Will for Deed I do accept.

As leopard feels at home with leopard.

Apoplexic, and Lethargie, As forlorn hope, assault the enemy.

Squinting upon the lustre Of the rich Rings which on his fingers glistre; And, snuffing with a wrythed nose the Amber, The Musk and Civet that perfum'd the chamber.

God quickened in the Sea and in the Rivers, So many fishes of so many features, That in the waters we may see all Creatures; Even all that on the earth is to be found, As if the world were in deep waters drowned.