The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

For I fear I have nothing original in me—
Excepting Original Sin.
‘To a Young Lady, Who Asked Me to Write Something Original for Her Album’ (1843)
Now Barabbas was a publisher.
Attributed
3.20 Thomas Campion 1567-1620
My sweetest Lesbia let us live and love,
And though the sager sort our deeds reprove,
Let us not weigh them: Heav’n’s great lamps do dive
Into their west, and straight again revive,
But soon as once set is our little light,
Then must we sleep one ever-during night.
‘A Book of Airs’ (1601) no. 1; translation of Catullus ‘Carmina’ no. 5.
When to her lute Corinna sings,
Her voice revives the leaden strings,
And both in highest notes appear,
As any challenged echo clear.
But when she doth of mourning speak,
Ev’n with her sighs the strings do break.
‘A Book of Airs’ (1601) no. 6
Follow your Saint, follow with accents sweet;
Haste you, sad notes, fall at her flying feet.
‘A Book of Airs’ (1601) no. 10
Good thoughts his only friends,
His wealth a well-spent age,
The earth his sober inn
And quiet pilgrimage.
‘A Book of Airs’ (1601) no. 18
There is a garden in her face,
Where roses and white lilies grow;
A heav’nly paradise is that place,
Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow.
There cherries grow, which none may buy
Till ‘Cherry ripe’ themselves do cry.
‘The Fourth Book of Airs’ (1617) no. 7.
Those cherries fairly do enclose
Of orient pearl a double row;
Which when her lovely laughter shows,
They look like rosebuds filled with snow.