Back to thy punishment,

False fugitive, and to thy speed add wings.

John Milton (1608-1674): Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 699.

Be wise with speed;

A fool at forty is a fool indeed.

Edward Young (1684-1765): Love of Fame. Satire ii. Line 282.

For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best,

Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Satires, Epistles, and Odes of Horace. Satire ii. Book ii. Line 159.

True friendship's laws are by this rule exprest,—

Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Odyssey of Homer. Book xv. Line 83.

Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul,

And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Eloisa to Abelard. Line 57.

Thousands at his bidding speed,

And post o'er land and ocean without rest;

They also serve who only stand and wait.

John Milton (1608-1674): On his Blindness.

Full little knowest thou that hast not tride,

What hell it is in suing long to bide:

To loose good dayes, that might be better spent;

To wast long nights in pensive discontent;

To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow;

To feed on hope, to pine with feare and sorrow.

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To fret thy soule with crosses and with cares;

To eate thy heart through comfortlesse dispaires;

To fawne, to crowche, to waite, to ride, to ronne,

To spend, to give, to want, to be undonne.

Unhappie wight, borne to desastrous end,

That doth his life in so long tendance spend!

Edmund Spenser (1553-1599): Mother Hubberds Tale. Line 895.