O now for euer / Farewell the tranquile mind, farewell content: / Farewell the plumed troope, and the big warres: / That makes ambition vertue: …

Where Moore's and Finzi's datings differ substantially, both are given, separated by an oblique dash, with Moore's first.

I take shame to myself…for having been more taken by the salti mortali* of a waiter who summed up my account at a Paduan restaurant, than by all the strategies with which the city has been many times captured and recaptured. Salti mortali are those prodigious efforts of mental arithmetic by which Italian waiters, in verbally presenting your account, arrive at six as the product of two and two.

This is a rich handsome dish, and an elegant variety of mock-turtle.