-^^^± L C THE BOOK amtUar ^iW0tatt0ns BEING A COLLECTION OF POPULAR EXTRACTS AND APHORISMS FROM THE WORKS OF THE BEST AUTHORS LONDON (;Er)R(;K routledcik and sons BROADWAY, LUDGATE HILL 1866 ? %tsi] Printed by R. Clark, Edmhirgh. To Dr. T. HERBERT BARKER, OF BEDFORD, THIS VOL U MB IS DEDICA TED BY HIS SINCERE FRIEND^ THE COMPILER. cSCi?!! Digitized by the Internet Arcinive in 2007 witin funding from IVIicrosoft Corporation littp://www.arcliive.org/details/bookoffamiliarquOOgentricli PREFACE HE First Edition of the «« Book of Fa- miliar Quotations" was published in 1852, and was out of print in the space of a few months. The second edition was also rapidly exhausted. It is now reprinted in a more extended form, and it is hoped that its utility is increased in pro- portion to its enlargement. A comprehensive Index is appended, so that full facility for reference is afforded. The exact place in each author from whose works the extracts are made, is indicated (except where the work itself is so brief as to render this needless), so that the reader will be able, without loss of time, to make reference to the context, and thus the faithfulness of the Compiler can be easily tested. That a book of this sort was needed, is evinced by the numerous errors in quoting constantly made by orators on the platform and in the pulpit, as well as by persons in ordinary conversation, and by the press writers of the day. viii Preface. Some of the Extracts which follow, scarcely come under the denomination of " Familiar Quotations," strictly speaking; as illustrating this may be named some of the passages from Byron and Scott, " Rule Britannia" from Thomson, and lines from « A Love Song in the Modern Taste," by Swift. These selected pieces, however, are, it is believed, all of a salient character, and are frequently alluded to in the course of polite conversation and literary discussion. In the Quotations from Shakspere, the aim has been to give merely the familiar passage, but in some instances, as, for example, the advice of Polonius to his son, in « Hamlet," Portia's celebrated speech on mercy in the " Merchant of Venice," and some others, so many phrases in every- day use occur that it has been deemed advisable to give the extract at length. It has been objected, indeed, that the Quotations from Shakspere have not been given more lengthily, but as this volume does not profess to be a collection of the beauties of the authors whose works are quoted, but merely embraces those portions in daily use, it has not been thought necessary to give lengthy passages, except in the occasional cases mentioned. In a companion volume to this,* the Compiler has en- deavoured to meet the objection alluded to. * " Choice Thoughts from Shakspere." London, Whit- taker and Co. Preface. ix In preparing this volume for the press, a great deal of research has of necessity been incurred, and for the facilities afforded him for reference by several gentle- men to whom he has applied, the Compiler desires to tender his sincere acknowledgments. He especially desires to record the attention he has received from Mr. Smiles, the obliging librarian of the Manchester Free Library, and from Mr. Perris of the Lyceum Library, Liverpool. He also has to recognize the courtesy of Mr. Murray in placing some Copyright portions of Lord Byron's works at his disposal. Mr. Grocott, of Liverpool, too, himself the author of a useful volume of Quotations, is thanked for some information which he has very kindly and very promptly furnished. CONTENTS. Qtiotations from Page Quotations frotn Page Addison . 92 Denham 252 A-Kempis (Thomas) . 256 DiBDIN 250 Armstrong 214 f Dryden 109 Beattie 247' Dyer . 252 BiCKERSTAFF 242 Franklin , 257 Blair . 201 Garrick . 249 BURKE 254 Gay . 119 Burns 143 - Goldsmith 127 Butler Gray . 152 Byron, Lord 167 Hammond ". 257 Campbell . 158 Herrick . 260 Canning . 245 Hill, Aaron 247 Carey, Henry . 244 Home 244 Churchill 123 Johnson . 115 Coleridge . 242 JoNsoN, Ben 141 Collins 156/ / Keats 248 Colman 261/ King . 253 CONGREVE . 243 KOTZEBUE . 245 Cowper 134 Lee . 243 Defoe 251 Longfellow 259 Xll Contents, Quotations from Page Quotations from Pagh Lovelace . 240 Rogers 261 Lyttleton, Lord 253 Roscommon, Earl of 24S Lytton, Sir E. B. . 255 Scott. 192 Macaulay, Lord 258 Scriptural Quotations 217 Manners, Lord John 255 . Y Shakspere I Marlowe . . \. 240 ^Shelley . 252 Mennis, Sir John . 262 Shenstone 85 Mickle 256 Sheridan . 203 Milton 76 Southern . 242 Moore 162 Southey . 241 Morton 241 Spenser 259 Otway 250 Sterne 251 O'Hara, Kane '. 250 Swift 189. Parnell . 260 /Tennyson . 256. Pindar 249 Thomson . 147 Pope .... 96 'JDOBIN 240 PoRTEUS, Bishop 215 Tuke .... 246 Prior .... 205 Wolfe 242 Rabelais . 253 /Wordsworth . 125 Rochester, Earl of 261 Young 208 Quotations from Shakspere. i HAMLET. For this relief much thanks. Act i. Scene i . A little more than kin and less than kind. Act 7. Scene 2. I have that within which passeth show ; These, but the trappings and the suits of woe. Ibid. Hyperion to a satyr. Ibid. ^x Frailty thy name is woman ! A little month ; or ere those shoes were old, With which she followed my poor father's body Like Niobe, all tears. Ibid. V 2 Quotations from Shakspere, Hamlet. Methlnks, I see my father. Horatio. Where, my lord ? . Hami.et, . In. my mind's eye, Horatio. *^ . /HoRAf lb. '.I 'saw- Kim once, he was a goodly king. . -^ HtAMLET.; :H«? v'as a man, take him for all in all, ' •'•' ' 'I" shall not look upon his like again. jdct /. Scene 2. A countenance more In sorrow than in anger. Ibid. The chariest maid is prodigal enough. If she unmask her beauty to the moon. ^ct I. Scene 3. The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail. And you are staid for : There, — my blessing with you , And these few precepts in thy memory Look thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, v' Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new hatch' d, unfledged comrade. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel : but, being in. Bear it that the opposer may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice 5 Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment Quotations from Shakspere, 3 V Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,V But not express'd In fancy ; rich not gaudy : For the apparel oft proclaims the man : And they in France, of the best rank and station, Are most select and generous, chief in that. Neither a borrower, nor a lender be ; I For loan oft loses both itself and friend ; . And borrowing dulls the edge of liusbandry. — -y This above all, — To thine own-self be true ; \ And it must follow, as the night the day, ^hou can'st not then be false to any man. \ ^ct I. Scene 3. A It is a custom More honoured in the breach, than the observance) y^ct I. Scene 4. Angels and ministers of grace defend us !«-— **''^. IbU. ^ Thou com'st in such a questionable shape. That I will speak to thee. Ibid, Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.-*^^ \ Ibid. I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ; V 4 Quotations from Shakspere, Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine. j^ct /. Scene 5* O, my prophetic soul ! my uncle ! Ibid, V What a falling off was there ! Ibid, My custom always in the afternoon.* Ibid» -A Sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head. Ibid, The glow-worm shows the matin to be near, And 'gins to pale his unefFectual fire. Ibid. I There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, ^ Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. Ibid. Brevity is the soul of wit. ^ct lu Scene 2. That he is mad, 'tis true : 'tis true, 'tis pity ; And pity 'tis, 'tis tme. Ibid. I Still harping on my daughter. Ibid, * In some copies o/ihe afternoon. Quotations from Shakspere. U Though this be madness, yet there is method in it. jict II. Scene 2. What a piece of work is a man ! how noble in rea- son ! how infinite in faculty ! — in form, and moving, how express and admirable ! in action, how like an angel ! in apprehension, how like a god ! the beauty of the world ! the paragon of animals I And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust ? man delights not me, no, nor woman neither ; though, by your smiling, you seem - to say so."^ Ibid» Give us a taste of your quality. Ibid, They are the abstract, and brief chronicles of the time. Use every man after his desert, and Who shall 'scape whipping I Ibid, What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba ? Ibid. Murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ. Ibid. I The devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape. * This well-known quotation in some copies differs slightly from the above. 6 Quotations from Shakspere, The play's the thing, Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King. j^ct II, Scene 2. If To be, or not to be, that is the question : — Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune ; Or to take arms against a sea of troubles. And, by opposing, end them ? — To die, — to sleep, — No more ; — and, by a sleep, to say we end The heart-ach and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die ; — to sleep ; — To sleep ! perchance to dream ; — ay, there 's the rub : For in that sleep of death what dreams may come. When we have shuffled off this mortal coil. Must give us pause : There 's the respect. That makes calamity of so long life : For who would bear the whips and scorns of time. The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay. The insolence of offlce, and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes. When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscover'd country,' from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; Quotations from Shakspere. And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? VThus conscience does make cowards of us all ; ^ And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought ; And enterprises of great pith and moment, With this regardj their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action. jict in. Scene i. Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalf not escape calumny. Ibid, The glass of fashion, and the mould of form, The observ'd of all observers. Ibid, Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go: Ibid Hamlet. Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pro- nounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue ; but if you mouth it, as many of your players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus ; but use all gently ; for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness. O, it offends me to the soul, to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings ; who, for the most part, are capable of 8 Quotations from Shakspere. nothing but inexplicable dumb shows and noise : I would liave such a fellow whipped for o'er-doing Termagant ; it out-herods Herod : Pray you avoid it. Player. I warrant your honour. Hamlet. Be not too tame neither, but let youi own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special obser- vance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature : for any thing so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first, and now, was, and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form and pressure. Now this, overdone, or come tardy off, though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve ; the censure of which one, must, in your allowance, o'ei- weigh a whole theatre of others. O, there be players, that I have seen play, — and heard others praise, and that highly, — not to speak it profanely, that, neither having the accent of Chiistians, nor the gait of Christian, Pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably. j4ct in. Scene 2. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee. Hid Quotations from Shakspere, 9 Here's metal more attractive, jict iii. Scene 2. Ophelia. 'Tis brief, my lord, Hamlet. As woman's love. JbU, Let the galled jade wince, our withers are unwrung, IbU. O, wonderful son, that can so astonish a mother ! Ibid. y We know what we are, but know not what we may be» jict IF, Scene 5. /When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions.* Ibid. There's such divinity doth hedge a king, That treason can but peep to what it would. Acts little of his will. Ibid, We must speak by the card, Or equivocation will undo us. Act r. Scene i . Alas ! poor Yorick ! — I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar ? Not one now, to mock your own grinning ? quite chap-fallen ? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come ; make her laugh at that. Ibid. Let Hercules himself do what he may, vy The cat will mew, and dog will have his day. Ibid, * See also Quotations from Pericles, Prince of Tyre. 12 Quotations from Shakspere, X There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will. jict V. Scene 2. There is a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. Ihid. I have shot mine arrow o'er the house, And hurt my brother. Ibid. A hit, a very palpable hit. Ihid, OTHELLO. We cannot all be masters, Nor all masters cannot be truly followed. Act u Scene I. The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Act /. Scene 3. I will a round unvamish'd tale deliver. Ihid, Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances ; Of moving accidents, by flood and field. Ihid, Quotations from Shakspere, 13 V Put money in thy purse. j^ct /. Scene 3. "^1 am nothing if not critical. j4ct 11. Scene i. She was a wight, — if ever such wight were, — To suckle fools and chronicle small beer. O, most lame and impotent conclusion. Il?icl, Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop, Not to outsport discretion. ^ct 11. Scene 3. I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking : I could well wish courtesy would invent some other custom of entertainment. JbU, Potations pottle deep. 3ic/, J He is a soldier, fit to stand by Csesar, And give direction. 3id. The gravity and stillness of your youth, The world hath noted, and your name is great In mouths of wisest censure. Ibid O thou invisible spirit of wine ! if thou hast no name to be known by let us call thee devil ! Ibid. A 14 Quotations from Shahpere, O, that men should put an enemy in their mouths, to steal away their brains. Jlct ii. Scene 3. Eveiy inordinate cup is unblessed, and the ingre- dient is a devil. Ibid. What wound did ever heal, but by degrees ? Ibid. I Men should be what they seem ; Or, those that be not, would they might seem none ! ^ct III. Scene 3. r/Good name, in man, and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : / Who steals my purse, steals trash : 'tis something, nothing ; 'T was mine, 't is his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name, Robs me of that, which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed. Ibid. O, beware, my lord, of jealousy ; It is the green ey'd monster, which doth mock * The meat it feeds on : That cuckold lives in biiss. * Some commentators read, " make The meat it feeds on." Quotations from Shakspere. ic Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger ; But O, what damned minutes tells he o'er. Who dotes, yet doubts ; suspects, yet strongly loves ! ylct III. Scene 3. For I am declin'd Into the vale of years. Ibid^ Trifles, light as air. Are, to the jealous, confirmations strong As proofs of holy writ. Ibid, He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stolen. Let him not know't, and he's not robb'd at all Ibid. O now, for ever. Farewell the tranquil mind ! farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars. That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump. The Spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife. The royal banner, and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit. Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! Ibid. 1 6 Quotations from Shakspere, 'Tis the strumpet's plague To beguile many, and be beguiled by one. j4ct IF, Scene I. They laugh that win. Ibid, She might lie by an emperor's side, and command'^ him tasks. Ibid, Alas ! to make me A fixed figure, for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at. ^ct IV, Scene 2. O, heaven, that such companions thou 'dst unfold ; And put in every honest hand a whip. To lash the rascals naked through the world ! Ibid, I have done the state some service, and they know it, No more of that ; I pray you, in your letters. When you shall these unlucky deeds relate. Speak of me as I am, nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice. Then must you speak Of one, that lov'd not wisely, but too well ; Of one, not easily jealous, but, being wrought. Perplexed in the extreme ; of one, whose hand. Like the base Judean, threw a pearl away Richer than all his tribe ; of one, whose subdu'd eyes, Quotations from Shakspere^ 17 Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears, as fast as the Arabian trees, Their medicinal gum. ^ct r. Scene 2. THE TEMPEST. This swift business I must uneasy make, lest too light winning Make the prize light. ^ct i. Scene 2. J A very ancient and fish-like smei ^ct II. Scene 2. Misery acquaints a man with strange bed-fellows. Ibid. ^ He that dies, pays all debts. ^ci m. Scene 2. Our revels now are ended : These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air : And, like the baseless fabric of this vision. The cloud- capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces. The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve ; ' And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, c 1 8 Quotations from Shakspere. Leave not a rack behind.* We are such stuff As dreams are made on,-]- and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. j^ct if. Scene i . \|' Where the bee sucks, there suck I ;t In a cowslip's bell I lie ; There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : * Few extracts from Shakspere are more frequently quoted than these lines, addressed by Prospero to Fer- dinand at the end of the Masque in the fourth Act, and it is very unusual to find the quotation correctly given. Almost invariably, when using it, the speaker or writer says — And like the baseless fabric of a vision. Leave not a wreck behind — thus confounding the first part of the speech with the conclusion. Some commentators have adopted the word njurecky but rack is now almost universally acknowledged as the true text. The word is intended to convey the idea of a small fleeting cloud. Curiously enough, on Shak- spere's monument in Westminster Abbey, the quotation is given incorrectly, as above quoted ; and in the well- known schoolbook, Enfield's Speaker, the same blunder is made. f As dreams are made of, is the reading adopted in many editions ; it is thus given in Chalmers* 8 vol. edition. Collier and Knight, however, and nearly all recent autho- rities, use the word on. J Often incorrectly quoted, *' There lurk I." Quotations from Shakspere. 19 Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. jlct r. Scene I. THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR. Why, then, the world's mine oyster, Which I with sword will open. ^ct II. Scene 2. Love like a shadow flies, when substance love pursues ; Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues. Ibid. The rankest compound of villanous smell, that Ever offended nostril. ^ct III. Scene 5. Think of that Master Brook. Ibid, We'll leave a proof, by that which we will do, Wives may be merry, and yet honest too. Act IF. Scene 2 . They say, there is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death. jict r. Scene i. 20 Quotations from Shakspere, TWELFTH NIGHT. ^ If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it ; that, surfeiting. The appetite may sicken, and so die.- A That strain again — it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,* That breathes upon a bank of violets. Stealing, and giving odour. jict i. Scene i. Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale ? ^a 11. Scene 3. Let still the woman take An elder than herself ; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heait. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves. Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm. More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are. ^ct 11. Scene 4. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, * Mr. Knight's reading, is the " sweet sound,'''' which was the term used in the early editions. The general reading, however, is that above given. Quotations from Shahpere. 2 1 Feed on her damask cheek ; she pin'd in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief: was not this love, indeed? We men may say more, swear more ; but, indeed. Our shows are more than will ; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. jlct II. Scene 4. / Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and.^.^^^^ \^ some have greatness thrust upon them. ^ct II. Scene 5. / The whirligig of time brings in his revenges. j^ct r. Scene i. MEASURE FOR MEASURE. No ceremony that to great ones ^longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe. Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does. j^ct 11, Scene 2. Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once, And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy. /3/V. 22 Quotations from Shakspere, O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant. jict il Scene 2 But man, proud man ! Drest in a little brief authority ; Most ignorant of what he's most assured, His glassy essence, — like an angry ape, — Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven, As make the angels weep. Ibid. That in the captain's but a choleric word, Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy. Ibid* The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle, that we tread upon. In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great A s when a giant dies. j4ct in. Scene \ . Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstraction, and to rot : This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprisoned in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Quotations from Shahpere, 23 Imagine howling ! — 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ach, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. jict iii. Scene I. Take, oh ! take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn ; And those eyes the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn ; But my kisses bring again, bring again. Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, seal'd in vain 1 * j^ct IF. Scene I. MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING. He Is a very valiant trencher-man. jict I. Scene I . Friendship is constant in all other things, Save in the office and affairs of love. j4ct II. Scene F. * This song, slightly varied, with a concluding stanza, is given in Beaumont and Fletcher's play, " The Bloody Brother."'' Act'v.y Scene 2. The authorship of the song is doubtful } in all likelihood it was composed by some \ 7^ 24 Quotations from Shakspere, Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never. J^ct II. Scene 3. Sits the wind in that corner ? Ibid, Doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth, that he cannot endure in his age : Shall quips, and sentences, and these paper bullets of the brain, awe a man from the career of his humour ? No : the world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married. Ibid. re you good men and true ? Act in. Scene 3. They that touch pitch will be defiled.* Ibid. anonymous writer, and merely introduced into both plays. The concluding stanza In Beaumont and Fletcher's play, is thus : — « " Hide, oh hide those hills of snow, I Which thy frozen bosom bears, On whose tops the pinks that grow. Are of those that April wears ; But first set my poor heart free, Bound in those icy chains by thee " * This expression occurs in the Apocrypha, Book of Ecclesiasticus, chap. xlli. verse i : — " He that toucheth pitch shall be defiled therewith.'' /^ Quotations from Shakspere. 25 Comparisons are odorous.* jict iir. Scene 5. When the age is in, the wit is out. Il?U, O, that he were here to write me down — an ass. j^ct ir. Scene 2. For there was never yet philosopher, That could endure the toothach patiently. jict F, Scene I. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM. Earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn. Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness. ^ct I. Scene 1. * In a recent number of the Athen^um a corres- pondent says — " I have more than once noticed the phrase, * comparisons are odorous ' assigned to Mrs. Malaprop, and in order to prevent the recurrence of such an error, arising no doubt from the habit of taking authorities on trust, I beg the Athen^um to state that the author of the phrase is one Dogberry, and that the phrase occurs in the 5th scene of the 3d Act of * Much Ado about Nothing.' At the same time, I may append Mrs. Malaprop's words on the same subject — *No caparisons, if you please. Miss. Caparisons don't become a young woman.' " 26 Quotations from Shakspere. For aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear, by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth. jict I. Scene I. Bottom. Let me play the lion too : I will roar, that I will do any man's heart good to hear me ; I will roar, that I will make the duke say. Let him* roar agatn^ Let him roar again. Quince. An you should do it too terribly, you would fright the duchess and the ladies, that they would shriek ; and that were enough to hang us all. ^ \ All. That would hang us every mother's son. Bottom. I grant you, friends, if that you should fright the ladies out of their wits, they would have no more discretion but to hang us ; but I will aggravate my voice so, that I will roar you as gently as any suck- ing dove : I will roar you an 'twere any nightingale. Act I. Scene 2. A proper man, as one shall see in a summer's day Ibid. That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west ; * * A graceful compliment to Queen Elizabeth is in- tended in these beautiful lines. I Quotations from Shahpere. 27 And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon ; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy free. Yet marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower — Before, milk-white ; now, purple with love's wound- And maidens call it Love-in-idleness. jict II. Scene 2. I '11 put a girdle round about the earth. In forty minutes. Ibid. I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,* Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine. Ibid. A lion among ladies, is a most dreadful thing. j^ct III, Scene I. The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling. Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven ; * " Whereon the wild thyme blows," is the reading in some editions. The line is often incorrectly quoted thus, " Whereon the wild thyme gro^-ws.^"" ^ 28 Quotations from Shakspere. And, as imagmation bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation, and a name. jict y. Scene i. The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. Ibid. TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA. r have no other but a woman's reason ; I think him so, because I think him so. j^ct I. Scene 2. ^ Fire, that is closest kept, burns most of all. Ibid. « Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow, As seek to quench the fire of love with words. jict II, Scene 7. Flatter, and praise, commend, extol their graces ; Though ne'er so black, say, they have angels' faces That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man. If with his tongue he cannot win a woman. Act III. Scene i . Quotations from Shakspere, 29 Are you content to be our general ? To make a virtue of necessity,* And live, as we do, in this wilderness ? Act ir. Scene i. How use doth breed a habit in a man ! j^ct r. Scene i. LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST A merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. Act If. Scene i. They have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps. Act f. Scene 1. A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it; never in the tongue Of him that makes it. Act v. Scene 2. When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue. Do paint the meadows with delight. Ibid, * " Than I made vertue of necessltee." Chaucer'' 5 Squier^s Tak, Part 2. ^ 30 Quotations from Shakspere, THE MERCHANT OF VENICE. I am Sir Oracle, And, when I ope my lips, let no dog bark. J^ct /. Scene I. Ships are but boards, sailors but men ; there be land- rats, and water-rats, water-thieves and land-thieves; I mean pirates ; and then there is the perils of waters, winds, and rocks. Act i. Scene 3. He rails, Even there where merchants most do congregate. On me, my bargains, and my well-won thrift. Which he calls interest. Ibid. The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. . An evil soul, producing holy witness. Is like a villain with a smiling cheek; A goodly apple rotten at the heart; O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath ! Ibid, Sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. Ibid Shall I bend low, and in a bondman's key, Quotations from Shahspere. 31 With 'bated breath, and whispering humbleness, Say this ? jict I. Seine 3. / It is a wise father that knows his own child. j4ct II, Scene 2. Fast bind, fast find; A proverb never stale in thrifty mind. jict II. Scene 5. W Love is blind, and lovers cannot see The pretty follies that themselves commit. j^ct II. Scene 6. -f^^ All that glisters is not gold,* Often have you heard that told : Many a man his life hath sold But my outside to behold : Gilded tombs do worms infold. j4ct II. Scene 7. N Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed" with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and * " Yet gold all is not that doth golden seeme." Spenser'' s Fairie S^ueen, IL 'viii. 14. 32 Quotations from Shakspere, cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is ? If you prick us, do we not Weed ? If you tickle us, do we not laugh ? If you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that, jict in. Scene l. \J Tell me, where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head ? How begot, how nourished ? jict in. Scene 2. \ The quality of mercy is not strain'd ; It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath : it is twice bless'd ; It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes ; 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown : His sceptre shews the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway. It is enthroned in the hearts of kings. It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then shew likest God's, When mercy seasons justice. Act iv. Scene i y A Daniel come to judgment ! yea, a Daniel ! Ibid, I Quotations from Shakspere, 33 Now, infidel, T have thee on the hip, ^ct IF. Scene 1. / I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word. Ibid. You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house; you take my life. When you do take the means whereby I Hve. Ibid. He is well paid that is well satisfied. Ibid, ' The man that hath no music in himself. Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds. Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night. And his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted. j^ct r. Scene I. How far that little candle throws his beams I So shines a good deed in a naughty world Ibid, AS YOU LIKE IT. O, how full of briars is this working-day world ! Act I. Scene 3. D 34 Quotations from Shakspere. VSweet are the uses of adversity ; ^ Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head : And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing. j^ct n. Scene I. He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be comfort to my age. j^ct ii. Scene 2. For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood. Master, go on, and I will follow thee. To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty. ^ct II. Scene 2. And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, / And then from hour to hour we rot and rot, ^ And thereby hangs a tale.* V ^ct ii. Scene 7. Motley's the only wear. Ibid. * Thereby hangs a tale. This expression occurs else- where in Shakspere's Plays. — See "Taming of the Shrew," Act iv., Scene i. Quotations from Shakspere, 35 1/ All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant. Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms ; Then the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school : And then, the lover ; Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow : Then, a soldier ; Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard. Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel. Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth : And then, the justice ; In fair round belly, with good capon lin'd, With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut. Full of wise saws and modern instances, And so he plays his part : The sixth age shifts. Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon ; With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice. Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound : Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history. Is second childishness, and mere oblivion : Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing. jict II, Scene 7. Quotations from Shahspere. Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude. j^ct ii. Scene 7. Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy. u4ct ir. Scene 3. If it be true, that good wine needs no lush^ ' tis true that a good play needs no epilogue. Epilogue — spoken by Rosalind. ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL. It were all one, That I should love a bright particular star. And think to wed it. ^ct i. Scene I. He must needs go, that the devil drives. ^ct I. Scene 3. The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together. j^ct if. Scene 3. * Good ijuine needs no bush. This is an old proverb, derived from the custom once in use amongst wine-sellers of hanging a bush of ivy at their doors. Quotations from Shakspere. 37 >| Praising what is lost, Makes the remembrance dear. jict r. Scene 3. COMEDY OF ERRORS. Men, more divine, the masters of all these, Lords of the wide world, and wild wat'ry seas. Indued with intellectual sense and souls. Of more pre-eminence than fish and fowls. Are masters to their females and their lords. ylct II, Scene I. He must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil. ^ct ir. Scene 3. MACBETH. / When shall we three meet again ? In thunder, lightning, or in rain ? j^ct /. Scene I. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, And these are of them. u^ct /. Scene 3 What, can the devil speak true ? /^/^. 38 Quotations from Shakspere. Nothing In his life Became him like the leaving it. Jet i. Scene 4, V; >< V Yet do I fear thy nature : It is too full o' the milk of human kindness. Jcl I, Scene 5. If it were done, wheji.*tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly^ If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch. With his surcease, success : — that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all herejV' But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come. But, in these cases, We still have judgment here ; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor. This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. He 's here in double trust : First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host. Who should against his murderer shut the door. Not bear the knife myself. Besides, this Duncan, Hath borne his faculties so meek — hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trampet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off ; And pity, like a naked new-born babe. Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubim, hors'd Quotations from Shakspere, 39 Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself, And falls on the other.* jict i. Scene 7. I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss. Not cast aside so soon. Ibid. I dare do all that may become a man : Who dares do more is none. Ibid. v/ Screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'll not fail. Ibid, V The labour we delight in, physics pain. Act II. Scene 3. We have scotched the snake, not kill'd it ; She'll close, and be herself; whilst our poor malice Remains in danger of her former tooth. * This celebrated soliloquy of Macbeth is given in its entirety, as it contains many quotations in frequent use. Macbeth is interrupted in it by the entrance of Lady Macbeth, and stops abruptly, as in the text above, to in- quire, " How now^, what news ? " i 40 Quotations from Shakspere, But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer. Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep In the affliction of these terrible dreams, That shake us nightly : Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstacy. Duncan is in his grave ; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well ; Treason has done his worst : nor steel, nor poison. Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further. jict in. Scene 2. But now, I'm cabin'd, cribb'd, confin'd, bound in To saucy doubts and fears. ^ct ///. Scene 4. Now good digestion wait on appetite. And health on both 1 Hid. The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die. And there an end ; but now they rise again. With twenty mortal murthers on their crowns. And push us from our stools. Hid, Lady Macbeth. You have displac'd the mirth, broke the good meeting. With most admir'd disorder. Macbeth. Can such things be. Quotations from Shakspere. 41 And overcome us like a summer's cloud Without our special wonder ? jict w. Scene 4. ^/Otand not upon the order of your going, /^ But go at once. Jbid. But yet 1 '11 make assurance double sure, And take a bond of fate. ^ct iv. Scene i. Stands Scotland where it did ? jict ir. Scene 3 . My way of life * Is fall'n into the sear — the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age. As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead. Curses, not loud, but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not. jict r. Scene 3. Macbeth. Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet oblivious antidote. Cleanse the stufF'd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart ? * May ot life has been suggested as a better reading by some critics. >/ NT' 42 Quotations from Shahpere. Doctor. Therein the patient Must minister to himself. Macbeth. Throw physic to the dogs — I'll none of it. Come, put mine armour on ; give me my staff. Seyton, send out. Doctor, the thanes fly from me. Come, sir, despatch. If thou could' st, doctor, cast The water of my land, find her disease. And purge it to a sound and pristine health, I would applaud thee to the very echo. That should applaud again, ^ct V. Scene 3. Hang out our banners on the outward walls ;* The cry is still, " They come." Act F, Scene 5. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle ! Life's but a walking shadow — a poor player. That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, * Much controversy has occurred as to the correct punctuation of this passage, some critics contending that it should be thus — " Hang out our banners ; on the outward walls The cry is still, * They come.' " Quotations from Shahspere, 43 And then is heard no more ; it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. j4ct v. Scene 5. At least we'll die with harness on our back. Ibid. Of all men else, I have avoided thee. ^ct V, Scene 7 And be these juggling fiends no more believ'd, That palter with us in a double sense ; That keep the word of promise to our ear. And break it to our hope. Ihid, KING JOHN. Lord of thy presence, and no land beside. Act I, Scene i. Here I and sorrow sit : Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it, Act HI. Scene I. Thou ever strong upon the strongest side ! Ihld. 44 Quotations from Shakspere. Thou wear a lion's hide ! dofF it for shame, And hang a calf 's-skin on those recreant limbs. jict III. Scene I. No Italian priest, Shall tithe or toll in our dominions. Ibid. Within this wall of flesh There is a soul counts thee her creditor. j4ct III. Scene 3. Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man. Act III. Scene 4^ To gild refined gold, to paint the lily. To throw a perfume on the violet. To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or, with taper light. To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful and ridiculous excess. jict ir. Scene 2. I saw a smith stand with his hammer thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool. With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news. Ibid, It is the curse of kings to be attended By slaves that take their humours for a warrant. To break within the bloody house of life. Ibid. Quotations from Shahspere, 4j This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them. Naught shall make us rue. If England to itself do rest but true. Jet F, Scene 7. KING RICHARD II. O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus ? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite^ By bare imagination of a feast ? Or wallow naked in December snow. By thinking on fantastic summer's heat ? Jet I. Scene 3. This precious stone set in the silver sea. Which serves it in the office of a wall. Or as a moat defensive to a house. Against the envy of less happier lands ; This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England. j^ct II, Scene i. 46 Quotations from Shakspere. Here come the lords of Ross and Willoughby, >J Bloody with spurring, fiery-red with haste. jict ji. Scene 3. Within the hollow crown, That rounds the mortal temples of a king, Keeps Death his court. j^a m. Scene 2. As in a theatre, the eyes of men. After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next. Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him : No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home. u^ci F. Scene 2. TAMING OF THE SHREW. Have I not in my time heard lions roar ? Have I not heard the sea, puffed up with winds Rage like an angry boar, chafed with sweat ? Have I not heard great ordnance in the field, And heaven's artillery thunder in the skies ? Have I not in a pitched battle heard Loud clarions, neighing steeds, and trumpet's clang ? And do you tell me of a woman's tongue ? jict J. Scene 2. I Quotations from Shakspere. 47 Where two raging fires meet together, They do consume the thing that feeds their fury. jict II. Scene 1. 'Tis the mind that makes the body rich ; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. j^ct ir. Scene 3. Such duty as the subject owes the prince. Even such, a woman oweth to her husband. j^ct, r. Scene 2. A WINTER'S TALE. N^ A snapper-up of unconsidered trifles. j^ct ir. Scene 2. Prosperity's the very bond of love. jict ir. Scene 3. To have an open ear, a quick eye, and a nimble hand, is necessaiy for a cut-purse. Ibid, What fine chisel Could ever yet cut breath ! j^ct f. Scene 3. 48 Quotations from Shakspere. TROILUS AND CRESSIDA. Honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast. uict in. Scene 3. Time is like a fashionable host, That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand ; And with his arms outstretch' d, as he would fly, Grasps~in the comer : Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. Ib'td, \l One touch of nature makes the whole world kin. Ibid. The end crowns all ; And that old common arbitrator, time. Will one day end it. jict ir. Scene 5. KING HENRY IV.— Part I. Diana's foresters, gentlemen of the shade, Minions of the moon. j^ct i. Scene 2. J:^. Wisdom cries out in the streets, and no man regards it.* Ibid. * " Wisdom crieth without ; she uttereth her voice in the streets." — Book of Pro'verbs, chap. i. verse 20. Quotations from Shakspere, \ 'T Is no sin for a man to labour in his vocation. jict u Scene 2. x^He will give the devil his due. -Tsr He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose. jAct /. Scene 3. He called them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility. Ibid. By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon, Ibid, ^ know a trick worth two of that/ ^ct II. Scene 1 Out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety. j^ct II. Scene 3. \ I could brain him with his lady's fan. „^^_Ibid. Call you that backing of your friends ? A plague upon such backing ! ^a II, Scene 4. 50 Quotations from Shahspere. If reasons were as plenty as blackberries, I would gi^e no man a reason upon compulsion. ^ct II. Scene 4, ^Mark now, how plain a tale shall put you down. Ibid, Ah ! no more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me. Ibid. Banish plump Jack, and banish all the world. Ibid, But one half-penny worth of bread to this intoler- able deal of sack. Ibid. \ Diseased nature oftentimes breaks forth In strange eruptions. jdct in. Scene i. Glendower. I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Hotspur. Why, so can I, or so can any man ; But will they come when you do call for them ? Glendower. Why, I can teach you, cousin, to command the devil. Hotspur. And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil ; By telling truth : tell truth, and shame the devil. If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither. And I '11 be sworn I have power to shame him hence. O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil. Ibid. Quotations from Shakspere. 5 1 I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew, Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers : I had rather hear a brazen canstick turned, Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree ; And that would set my teeth nothing on edge. Nothing so much as mincing poetry ; 'T is like the forc'd gait of a shuffling nag. j4ct in. Scene I. Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn ? jict III. Scene 3. ■^ This sickness doth infect The very life-blood of our enterprise. jict IF. Scene i. I '11 not march through Coventry with them, that 's flat. jdct IF. Scene 2. Food for powder, food for powder ; they '11 fill a pit, as well as better. Ibid. To the latter end of a fray, and the beginning of a feast. Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest. Ibid. Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then ? No What is honour ? A word. 52 Quotations from Shakspere, What is that word, honour ? Air. A trim reckon- ing! Who hath it? He that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it ? No. Is it insensible, then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detraction will not suffer it : — therefore I 'II none of it ; honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.* Act r. Scene i. Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere. Act F, Scene 4. I could have better spar'd a better man. Ibid, he better part of valour is discretion. Ibid. Lord, lord, how this world is given to lying ! 1 grant you I was down, and out of breath, and so was he ; but we rose both at an instant, and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock. Ibid. KING HENRY IV.— Part II. The first bringer of unwelcome news Hath but a losing office ; and his tongue * The reading of FalstafF's catechism here used is from the text of Mr. Knight. Some editions have it in a trifling degree different from the text here quoted. 1 Quotations from Shakspere, 53 Sounds ever after as a sullen bell, Remember'd knolling a departing friend.* ^ct I. Scene I. I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men. jict i. Scene 2. / He hath eaten me out of house and homt*. " j^ci II, Scene I. How many thousand of ray poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep. O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee. That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down. And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs. Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee. And hush'd with buzzing night-ilies to thy slumber, Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great. Under the canopies of costly state. And lulPd with sounds of sweetest melody? O ! thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile, • In loathsome beds ; and leav'st the kingly couch, A watch-case, or a common 'larum-bell ? Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains * Not " departed friend," as erroneously printed in some copies. 54 Quotations from Shakspere, In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafening clamours in the slippery clouds. That, with the hurly,"^ death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And, in the calmest and most stillest night. With all appliances and means to boot. Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! -j- Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. u4ct III, Scene I. ^ He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity. Act if. Scene 4. >/ Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought. Ibid. Then get thee gone ; and dig my grave thyself ; And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear, That thou art crowned, not that I am dead. Ibid. * Hurly, noise, tumult, confusion. f In some copies printed " happy loiv-lie-doivn.'''' Much discussion has occurred on the passage. Warburton and others read it, " Then happy lowly clown l" Quotations from Shakspere, 55 Falstaff. What wind blew you hither, Pistol ? ^ Pistol. Not the ill wind which blows none to good. ^ct r. Scene 3. Under which king, Bezonian ?* speak, or die. Ibid. KING HENRY V. Consideration like an angel came. And whipp'd the ofFending Adam out of him. j4ct I, Scene I When he speaks, The air, a chartered libertine, is stil ^Base is the slave that pays. For after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way ; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and a' babbled of green fields.f jict 11. Scene 3. * Bezonian / a term of reproach from the Italian bisogno. f Babbled of green fields. Though this is the generally recognised text, it is by no means a settled point as to the 56 Quotations from Shahspere, Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more. jict III, Scene I. From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night. The hum of either army stilly sounds. That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch : Fire answers fire : and through their paly flames Each battle sees the other's umber'd face : Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night's dull ear ; and from the tents, The armourers accomplishing the knights. With busy hammers closing rivets up, Give dreadful note of preparation.* j4ct IF, — Chorus* That's a perilous shot out of an elder gun, that a poor and private displeasure can do against a monarch ! You may as well go about to turn the sun to ice, with fanning in his face with a peacock's feather. j4ct ir. Scene i. exact words used by Shakspere. In an early edition of the poet's works, the passage is thus, *' His nose was as sharpe as a pen, and a table of green fields;" and in another copy, also an early one, it is written, '* His nose was as sharp as a pen on a table of green frieze." * This speech, with some variations, is incorporated with the stage version of Richard the Third {Act v.. Scene 5), and is part of the soliloquy uttered by the king from his tent prior to the battle of Bosworth field. Quotations from Shakspere. 57 O, hard condition 1 twin-born with greatness, Subject to the breath of every fool, Whose sense no mope can feel but his own wringing ! What infinite heart's ease must king's neglect, That private men enjoy ? jict if. Scene i . V Familiar in their mouths as household words. jict IK Scene 3. If he be not fellow with the best king, thou shalt'-'''''"'''>i find the best king of good fellows. j^ct V, Scene 2, KING HENRY VI.— Part I. Unbidden guests Are often welcomest when they are gone. j^ct II* Scene 2 / She's beautifiil ; and therefore to be woo'd : She is a woman ; therefore to be won.* j^ct r. Scene 3. * See also quotations from Titus Andronicus. i 58 Quotations from Shakspere, KING HENRY VI.— Part II. Brave peers of England, pillars of the state, To you Duke Humphrey must unload his grief ; Your grief, the common grief of all the land. Act I. Scene i. Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep. Act in. Scene i. What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted ! Thrice is he arm'd, that hath his quarrel just ; And he but naked, though locked up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted. Act in. Scene 2. He dies and makes no sign ! Act iil Scene 3 . Warwick is hoarse with calling thee to arms.* Act r. Scene 2. * The play of Richard the Third, as presented on the stage, contains many extracts from Shakspere's Henry the Sixth. In the stage play, Richmond says {Act v.. Scene 1), " Thrice is he arm'd that has his quarrel just." And in Act v.. Scene 8, Richard exclaims, " Richard is hoarse with daring thee to arms.** Many other passages too will be found quoted from one or other of the parts of Henry the Sixth. The well-known Quotations from Shakspere. 59 KING HENRY VI.— Part III. The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on, jict II, Scene 2. ^^Things ill got had ever bad success. Jbid. V 111 blows the wind that profits nobody, j^ct lu Scene 5 A little fire is quickly trodden out ; which, being-.- \ suffer' d, rivers cannot quench. ^ct if. Scene 8. King Henry. What scene of death hath Roscius now to act ? Gloster. Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind ; The thief doth fear each bush an officer. jict r. Scene 6. KING RICHARD III. Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; exclamation in the acting play of Richard the Third {Act iv., Scene 4) — " Oflf with his head I so much for Buckingham, is not to be found in Shakspere ; it is an interpolated line by Colley Gibber ; as also the oft quoted expression, "Richard's himself again." 6o Quotations from Shakspere, And all the clouds that lower'd upon our house, In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths Our bruised arms hung up for monuments ; Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front. And now — instead of mounting barbed steeds. To fright the souls of fearful adversaries — He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber. To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. jici I. Scene I. sJf — I run before my horse to market. Ibid, f \ To leave this keen encounter of our wits. ^ct I, Scene 2. Was ever woman in this humour woo'd ? Was ever woman in this humour won ? Ibid. And thus I clothe my naked villany With old odd ends, stoPn forth of holy writ , And seem a saint, when most I play the devil. u^ct /. Scene 3. ^ *^ So wise, so young, they say, do ne'er live long. ^ct III. Scene I. Quotations from Shakspere, 6 1 We must be brief, when traitors brave the field. j4ct ir. Scene 3 ^ An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told:' ^ct IF. Scene 4. Thus far Into the bowels of the land Have we march'd on without impediment. j4ct r. Scene 2. True hope is swift, and flies with swallows' wings ; Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings. The king's name is a tower of strength, Which they upon the adverse faction want. j^ct F. Scew ■\. The early village cock Hath twice done salutation to the morn. ^ A thing devised by the enemy.* Ibid, ^ A horse ! a horse 1 my kingdom for a horse j4ct F. Scene 4. * Often quoted thus^ " A weak invention of the enemy," which is the expression used in the acting play. Act «ir. Scene 7. 62 Quotations from Shahspere» I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die. jici V. Scene 4. KING HENRY VIII. New customs, Though they be never so ridiculous, Nay, let them be unmanly, yet are follow'd. ^ct I. Scene 3. Heaven is above all yet ; there sits a judge That no king can corrupt. jlct iii. Scene i . And then to breakfast with What appetite you have. ylct in. Scene 2. I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness ; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more. Ibid. Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope — to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him ; The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; Quotations from Shakspere, 63 And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders. This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me. Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to. That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin. More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again. jdct iii. Scene 2. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace. To silence envious tongues. Be just and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's. Thy God's, and truth's. Ibid. Fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels. Ibid. Had I but serv'd my God with half the zeal I serv'd my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies. Ibid, 64 Quotations from Shakspere. An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye. A:t ir. Scene 2, So may he rest, his faults lie gently on him ! Ibid. Men's evil manners live in brass ; their virtues We write in water. Ibid. He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty, and sour, to them that lov'd him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer. Ibid. CORIOLANUS. This Triton of the minnows. Act iii. Scene r . A name unmusical to the Volscians' ears. And harsh in sound to thine. Act iv. Scene 5. If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volsces in Corioli ; Alone I did it. Act v. Scene 5. / Quotations from Shahspere. 65 JULIUS CiESAR. \ He doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus. j4ct i. Scene 2. ,^ Let me have men about me that are fat ; Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights. Ibid. Lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber upward turns his face ; ^^^CAI>if O^^jJ.*^ But when he once attains the utmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend. ^ct 11, Scene i Between the acting of a dreadRil thing, And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream. Ibid. When beggars die, there are no comets seen ; The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes. ^ct //. Scene 2. Cowards die many times before their deaths. The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, F 66 Quotations from Shahspere, It seems to me most strange that men should fear, Seeing that death, a necessary end. Will come, when it will come. j^ct //. Scene 2. The choice and master spirits of this age. ^ct in. Scene I. Though last, not least in love. Ihld. Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate by his side, come hot from hell. Shall in these confines, with a monarch's voice. Cry Havocki and let slip the dogs of war. Ibid. 'he evil that men do lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones. ^ct III, Scene 2» V Bmtus is an honourable man ; So are they all : all honourable men. Ibid, 'his was the most unklndest cut of all. Ibid. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen ! I am no orator, as Brutus is ; \j But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man. That love my friend. Hid, Ibid Quotations from Shakspere. 67 Thou hast described A hot friend cooling : Ever note, Lucilius, When love begins to sicken and decay, It useth an enforced ceremony. j4ct IF, Scene 2, I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, _ Than such a Roman. ^ct if. Scene 3. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats ; For I am armM so strong in honesty. That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not Ih'td. There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows, and in miseries. Ibid. The last of all the Romans, fare thee well f j4ct V, Scene 3 \| This was the noblest Roman of them all, W'""^^ ***** His life was gentle ; and the elements So mixed in him, that Nature might stand up. And say to all the world. This was a man / j4ct V, Scene 5. / x/ 68 Quotations from Shakspere, CYMBELINE. Hark ! hark ! the lark at heaven's gate sings * And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chalic'd flowers that lies ; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes ; With every thing that pretty bin : My lady sweet, arise ; Arise, arise. Song. Act ii. Scene 3. Slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile. Act in. Scene 4. Weariness Can snore upon the flint, when restive sloth Finds the down pillow hard. Act III. Scene 6. * None but the lark so shril and clear ! How at Heaven's gates she claps her wings. The morn not waking till she sings. Alexander and Campaspe, Iry John Lyly, Act v. Scene I Quotations from Shakspere. 69 KING LEAR. How sharper than a serpent's tooth it Is, To have a thankless child. ^ct /. Scene 4. You are old ; Nature in you stands on the very verge Of her confine. j4ct 11. Scene 4. y I am a man, \\ More sinn'd against than sinning. u^ct iii. Scene 2. Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm. How shall your houseless heads, and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? u^ct iih Scene 4. I'll talk a word with this same learned Theban. Ibid. \ Aye, every inch a king. j^ct ir. Scene 6. Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination. Ibid. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools. Ibid, yo Quotations from Shakspere. The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices, Make instruments to scourge us. j^ct F, Scene 3. Her voice was ever soft, Gentle, and low : an excellent thing in woman. Ibid. ROMEO AND JULIET. ^ The weakest goes to the wall. j^ct i. Scene i. / One fire burns out another's burning : One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish. j^ci /. Scene 2. ^ O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. ^ct I, Scene 4. O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright ; Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear. ^ct I. Scene 5. ,/ My only love sprung from my only hate ! Too early seen unknown, and known too late ! Ibid. Qttotat'ioJis from Shahpere. ' He jests at scars that never felt a wound. ^ct II. Scene 2, /O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Ibid. / What's in a name? That which we call a rose, ' By any other name would smell as sweet. Ibid. Stony limits cannot hold love out ; And what love can do, that dares love attempt. Ibid. I At lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs. Ibid. O, for a falconer's voice. To lure this tassel-gentle back again ! Ibid, j Good night ! good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow. That I shall say good night till it be morrow. Ibid. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast ! Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest. Ibid Thy head is as full of quarrels, as an egg is full of meat. uict in. Scene i. 72 Quotations from Shahpere, A plague o' both your houses ! j^ct ///. Seme i . My bosom's lord sits lightly in his throne. j4ct F. Scene J. A beggarly account of empty boxes. Ibid. / My poverty, but not my will consents. Ibid. One writ with me in sour misfortune's book. j4ct V. Scene 3. ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA. The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burnt on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfum'd that The winds were love-sick with them ; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster. As amorous of their strokes. For her own person. It beggar'd all description.'* Act u. Scene 2. * Dryden, in " All for Love," Act 3, has a plagiaristic imitation of these exquisite lines. v^: Quotations from Shahspere. 73 ge cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety ; other women Cloy th* appetites they feed ; but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. jict 11. Scene 2 . TIMON OF ATHENS. / V O, that men's ears should be To counsel deaf, but not to flattery ! Act I. Scene 2. Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt, Since riches point to misery and contempt ? j4ct IV. Scene 2. TITUS ANDRONICUS. Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge. j4ct I. Scene 2. She is a woman, therefore may be woo'd ;* She is a woman, therefore may be won ; She is Lavinia, therefore must be lov'd. * See quotations from King Henry the Sixth, Part I. 74 Quotations from Shahpere, What, man ! more water glideth by the mill Than wots the miller of; and easy it is Of a cut loaf to steal a shive. j^ct 11, Scene i. PERICLES, PRINCE OF TYRE. One sorrow never comes, but brings an heir,* That may succeed as his inheritor. j^ct I. Scene 4. Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan, The outward habit by the inward man. ylct II. Scene 2. SHAKSPERE'S POEMS. Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear. Or, like a fairy, trip upon the green. , Venus and Adonis^ Stanza 2 5 * W hen sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions. See quotations from Hamlet, Act iv.. Scene 5 Quotations from Shahspere, ye Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high. Venus and Adonis^ Stan%a 143. My nature is subdued to what it works in. Sonnet in. i Ci'abbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care ; Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave ; Age like winter bare. TLe Passionate Pilgrim, Stanza I o. 1 Milton. PARADISE LOST. What in me Is dark, Illumine ; what is low, raise and support ; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men. Book I. Lines 22-26. A dungeon horrible on all sides round As one great furnace flamed ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible. Liines 61-63. To reign is worth ambition, though in hell ; Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven. Lines 262-263. On the beach Of that inflamed sea he stood, and call'd » Quotations from Milton, 77 His legions, angel forms, who lay entranced Thick as autumnal leaves that strew the brooks In Vallombrosa. Booh i. Lines 299-303. Awake, arise, or be for ever falPn. Line 330. Tears such as angels weep. Line 620. From morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve. Lines 741, 742. Satan exalted sat, by merit raised To that bad eminence. Book 11. Lines 5, 6. But all was false and hollow, though his tongue Dropt manna ; and could make the worse appear The better reason. Lines 1 12-1 14. Deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat, and public care ; And princely counsel in his face yet shone. Majestic though in ruin. Lines 302-305. Black it stood as night. Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart. Lines 670-672. Death Grinn'd horrible a ghastly smile, to hear His famine should be filPd. Lines 845-847. 78 Quotations from Milton, Where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of nature, hold Eternal anarchy, amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand. For Hot, Cold, Moist, and Dry, four champions fierce, Strive here for mastery, and to battle bring Their embiyon atoms. Booh 11. Lines 894-900. For such a numerous host Fled not in silence through the frighted deep, With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout. Confusion worse confounded. Lines 993-996. O thou that with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads ! Book if. Lines ^2-^^, So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse ; all good to me is lost ; Evil, be thou my good. Lines 108-1 10. For contemplation he, and valor formed, For softness she, and sweet attractive grace. Lines 297, 298. Adam the goodliest man of men since born His sons, the fairest of her daughters Eve. Lines 323, 324. Quotations from Milton, 79 So spake the fiend, and with necessity, The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deeds. Booh IF, Lines 393, 394. Now came still evening on, and twilight grey Had in her sober livery all things clad. Lines 598, 599. Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. Lines 677, 678. Not to know me argues yourself unknown. The lowest of your throng. Lines 830, 831. My latest found, Heaven's last best gift ; my ever new delight. Book V, Lines 18, 19. With dispatchful looks, in haste She turns, on hospitable thoughts intent. Lines 331, 332. So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithfiil found Among the faithless, faithful only he. Lines 896, 897. Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye. In every gesture dignity and love. Booh viiu Lines 488, 489. 8o Quotations from Milton. O fairest of creation, last and best Of all God's works. Book ix. Lines 896, 897. Yet I shall temper so Justice with mercy.* Booh x. Lines 77, 78. The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. Booh xiu Lines 646, 647. H: (C L'ALLEGRO. Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity. Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek. And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled care derides. And Laughter holding both his sides, Come, and trip it, as you go. On the light fantastic toe. And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice.'** See quotations from Shakspere. Merchant of Venice. Act. iv. Scene i. Quotations from Milton . And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew. Where, perhaps, some beauty lies. The cynosure of neighbouring eyes. Corydon and Thyrsis met. Are at their savoury dinner set. Of herbs, and other country messes, Which the neat-handed PhilHs dresses^ Towered cities please us then. And the busy hum of men. Then to the well-trod stage anon. If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakspere, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild And ever, against eating cares. Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse ; Such as the meeting soul may pierce. In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out. These delights if thou canst give, Mirth, with thee I mean to live. 82 Quotations from Milton. IL PENSEROSO. Sweet bird, that shun'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy. And if aught else great bards beside In sage and solemn tunes have sung, Of turneys and of trophies hung. Of forests, and enchantments drear. Where more is meant than meets the ear. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloisters pale. And love the high-embowed roof. With antique pillars massy proof. And storied windows lichly dight. Casting a dim religious light. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head. And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky. Lycidas, Lines 168-171, To-morrow to fresh woods and pastures new. Ibid, Line 193. Quotations from Milton, 83 For evil news rides post, while good news bates. Samson Agoniites, Line 153B. That dishonest victory At Cheronasa, fatal to liberty, Killed with report that old man eloquent.* Sonnet 10. In vain doth valour bleed, While avarice and rapine share the land. Sonnet I 5. Peace hath her victories No less renowned than war. Sonnet 1 6. A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory. Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable men's names.f Comus, Lines 204-207. * Isocrates, the celebrated orator of Greece, is here alluded to. His patriotic feelings received so severe a shock on hearing the result of the battle of Cheronaea, that he died broken-hearted, or, as some authors say, of self-starvation. f A glossy bower 1 Of coolest foliage musical with birds, Whose songs should syllable thy name. Sir E. Buliver Lytton's Lady of Lyons ^ Act ii. Scene i . 84 Quotations from Milton, Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver Hning on the night ? Comus, Ziines 22 1, 2 2 2. Avenge, O Lord ! thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones Forget not. Sonnet 18.* Rivers, arise ! whether thou be the son Of utmost Tweed, or Ouse, or gulfy Dun. Poems on several occasions. Poem 2. What needs my Shakspere for his honoured bones .'' The labour of an age in piled stones ? •3f :5f -Jf -Sf- -Jf -Jf- Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument. Ibid. On Shakspere, * These noble lines, from the sonnet entitled ** On the late Massacre in Piedmont," which was written in 1655, have obtained great and deserved celebrity. It is satis- factory to know, that the poet did not write in vain in thus calling attention to the sufferings of the persecuted Protes- tants of the Piedmontese mountains and valleys. Shenstone. My banks they are furnish'd with bees, Whose murmur invites one to sleep ; My grottoes are shaded with trees, And my hills are white over with sheep. A Pastoral Part 2. I have found out a gift for my fair : I have found where the wood-pigeons breed ; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed ; For he ne'er could be true, she averr'd, Who could rob a poor bird of its young ; And 1 loved her the more when I heard Such tenderness fall from her tongue. Ih\d. Ye shepherds ! give ear to my lay. And take no more heed of my sheep ; They have nothing to do but to stray, I have nothing to do but to weep. 86 Quotations from Shenstone. Yet do not my folly reprove ; She was fair — and my passion begun ; She smiled — and I could not but love : She is faithless — and I am undone. Pastoral. Part 4- Let the gull'd fool the toils of war pursue, Where bleed the many to enrich the few. The Judgment of Hercules, Lines 158, 159. Life has its bliss for these, when past its bloom, As withered roses yield a late perfume. Serene, and safe from passion's stormy rage. How calm they glide into the port of age ! Ibid. Lines 430-433. Whoe'er has travelled life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found. The warmest welcome at an inn. Lines ivritten on the windoiv of an inn at Henley. Here, in cool grot and mossy cell. We rural fays and fairies dwell ; Though rarely seen by mortal eye, When the pale moon, ascending high. Darts through yon limes her quivering beams. We frisk it near these crystal streams. Lines inscribed on a Tablet in the Gardens at the Poeis residence^ ^^The Leasoiues.'* Burns. TAM O' SHANTER. Our hame Where sits our sulky sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. Auld Ayr, wham ne'er a town surpasses, For honest men and bonnie lasses. Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious. O'er a' the ills o' life victorious. But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white — then melt for ever. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious. 88 Quotations from Burns, THE COTTER'S SATURDAY NIGHT. If heaven a draught of heav'nly pleasure spare, One cordial in this melancholy vale, 'Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair, In other's arms breathe out the tender tale, Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the ev'ning gale ! From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs. That makes her lov'd at home, rever'd abroad : Princes and lords are but the breath of kings : " An honest man's the noblest work of God."* * # * * O Scotia ! my dear, my native soil ! For whom my warmest wish to heaven is sent ! Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content ! The auld kirk-hammer strak the bell. Some wee short hour ayont the twal. Death and Dr. Hornbook. Then gently scan your brother man. Still gentler sister woman ; Tho' they may gang a kennin' wrang. To step aside is human. Address to the Unco Guld. * Pope's Essay on Man. See Quotations from Pope. Quotations from Burns* 89 Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what 's resisted. Address to the Unco Gutd. Affliction's sons are brothers in distress ; A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss ! A Winter hight. My curse upon thy venom'd stang, That shoots my tortur'd gums alang ; And thro' my lugs gies mony a twang Wi' gnawing vengeance. Address to the Toothache, O wad some power the giftie gie us, To see oursels as others see us ! It wad frae mony a blunder free us And foolish notion. Lines to a Louse. Hear, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots, Frae Maidenkirk to Johnny Groats ; If there 's a hole in a' your coats, I rede you tent it : A chiel's amang you takin' notes, And, faith, he '11 prent it. Lines on Captain Grose^s Peregrinations through Scotland, 90 Qtiotations from Burns* Gather gear by ev'ry wile That 's justify'd by honour ; Not for to hide it in a hedge, Nor for a train attendant ; But for the glorious privilege Of being independent. Epistle to a Toung Friend. O, my luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June, O, my luve's like the melodie, That's sweetly play'd in tune. Song. A Red Red Rose. Man, whose heaven-erected face The smiles of love adorn, Man's inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn. Man was made to Mourn, A Dirge. In durance vile here must I wake and weep, And all my frowzy couch in sorrow steep. Epistle from Esopus to Maria. Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes, O ; Her 'prentice han' she tried on man. An' then she made the lasses, O. Song, Green Groiv the Rashes. Qiiotattons from Burns. 91 For a' that, and a' that, Our toils obscure, and a' that; The rank is but the guinea-stamp. The man's the gowd for a' that. Song* Is there for Honest Poverty."^ * There are many expressions in Burns* songs, " Auld Lang Syne,'* " Scots wha hae," etc., which have become almost '' household words,'* but they scarcely come under the denomination of Familiar Quotations, as the phrase is usually understood. Addison. CATO.* The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers, And heavily in clouds brings on the day. The great, th' important day, big with the fate Of Cato and of Rome. Act I, Scene I . Conspiracies no sooner should be formed Than executed. Act /. Scene 2. * The extracts from Cato are taken from Addison's works, in six volumes, edited by Dr. Hurd, and not from the acting copy of the play; the reader is requested to notice this, as the arrangement of the acts and scenes differs materially in the play, as represented on the stage, from the works of Addison, as edited by Hurd. The celebrated soliloquy is given here at length, as so many portions of it are constantly quoted. Qiiotations from Addison. o^ 'Tis not in mortals to command success, But we'll do more, Sempronius ; we'll deserve It. Act u Scene 2. Better to die ten thousand thousand deaths, Than wound my honour. Act i. Scene 4. Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and pales upon the sense. Ibid. A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty. Is worth a whole eternity in bondage. Act II. Scene I, When love once pleads admission to our hearts, (In spite of all the virtue we can boast), The woman that deliberates is lost. Act IF. Scene i. Falsehood and fraud shoot up in every soil. The product of all climes. Act ir. Scene 4. Thanks to the gods ! my boy has done his duty. Ibid What pity is it That we can die but once to serve our country 1 Ibid. 94 Quotations from Addison* When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway. The post of honour is a private station.''^ Act IV. Scene 4, It must be so — Plato, thou reason'st well — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire. This longing after Immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? *Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man : Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass I The wide, th' unbounded prospect lies before me. But" shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there ^s a power above. And that there is all nature cries aloud Through all her works, he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in must be happy ! But when ? or where ? this world was made for Csesar ; I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them. * Give me, kind heaven, a private station, A mind serene for contemplation : Title and profit I resign ; The post of honour shall be mine. Gay^s Fables, Part ii., Fable 2. Quotations from j^ddison, 95 Thus am I doubly armed : — my death and life, My bane and antidote, are both before me ; This in a moment brings me to an end ; But this informs me I shall never die. The soul, secured in her existence, smiles At the drawn dagger, and defies its point. The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and nature sink in years ; But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth. Unhurt amid the war of elements. The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds. j4ct K Scene i. From hence, let fierce contending nations know. What dire effects from civil discord flow. j4ct r. Scene 4. So when an angel by Divine command With rising tempests shakes a guilty land. Such as of late o'er pale Britannia past. Calm and serene he drives the furious blast ; And, pleas'd th' Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.* The Campaign, Lines 287-292. * Pope has this line in the Dunclad, Book iii., line 264. See Quotations from Pope. Addison here refers to the great Duke of Marlborough, to whom the Poem of " the Campaign " was addressed. P ope. ESSAY ON CRITICISM. Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools. Part II, Lines i -4. A little learning is a dangerous thing ; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring ; There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again. Lines 15-18. A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along Lines 155-156. Ah ! ne 'er so dire a thirst of glory boast, Nor in the critic let the man be lost. Quotations J-rom Pope, yy Good-nature and good sense must ever join ; To err is human, to forgive, divine. Part II. Lines 321-324 No place so sacred from such fops is barr'd, Nor is Paul's church more safe than Paul's church-yard : Nay, fly to altars ; there they '11 talk you dead ; For fools rush in where angels fear to tread. Part III, Lines 63-66. ESSAY ON MAN. Awake, my St. John ! * leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous* shoot. Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit. Together let us beat this ample field. Try what the open, what the covert yield ; The latent tracts, the giddy heights, explore * Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke, to whom the Essay on Man was addressed. H 98 Quotations from Pope. Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar ; Eye nature^ walks, shoot folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise ; Laugh where we must, be candid where we can ; But vindicate the ways of God to man.* Epistle /. Lines 1-16. The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day. Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood. Lines 81-84. Hope humbly then ; with trembling pinions soar ; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know. But gives that hope to be thy blessing now, Hope springs eternal in the human breast : Man never is, but always to be blest. Lines 91-96. Lo the poor Indian ! whose untutored mind, Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind. Lines 99, 100. ^ I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to man. Milton'' s Paradise Lost. Book i. Lines 25, 26 i Quotations from Pope. \ 99 And spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right."^ Epistle /. Lines 293, 294. Know then thyself, presume not God to scan, The proper study of mankind is Man. Epistle II, Lines i, 2. As man, perhaps, the moment of his breath, Receives the lurking principle of death ; The young disease, that must subdue at length, Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength. Lines 133-136. Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen. Lines 217, 218. For forms of government let fools contest ; Whate'er is best administer'd is best : For modes of faith, let graceless zealots fight ; His can't be wrong whose life is in the right ; In faith and hope, the world will disagree. But all mankind's concern is charity ; All must be false, that thwarts this one great end ; And all of God, that bless mankind, or mend. Epistle III. Lines 303-31O. * See also Epistle iv. Line 394. 100 Quotations from Pope, Order is heaven's first law ; and this confest, . Some are, and must be, greater than the rest. Epistle IV. Lines 49, 50. Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words, health, peace, and competence. But health consists with temperance alone ; And peace, O Virtue ! peace is all thy own. Lines 79-82. Honour and shame from no condition rise ; Act well your part — there all the honour lies. Lines 193, 194. Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow ; The rest is all but leather or prunella. Lines 203, 204. What can ennoble sots, or slaves, or cowards ? Alas ! not all the blood of all the Howards. Lines 215, 216. A wit's a feather, and a chief a rod ; An honest man's the noblest work of God. Lines 247, 248. And more true joy Marcellus exil'd feels. Than Caesar with a senate at his heels. Lines 257, 258. Qtioiations from Pope, loi If parts allure thee, think how Bacon shin'd, The wisest, brightest, meanest of mankind ! Or ravish'd with the whistling of a name. See Cromwell damn'd to everlasting fame. Epistle w, , Lines 281-284. "••,15 , «, 1 Know then this truth (enough for, man to kndwj, "Virtue alone is happiness below.?, o ;V' .' ; ;> o* \ yX Lines 309, 310/ Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, But looks through nature up to nature's God. Lines 331, 332. Teach me, like thee, in various nature wise. To fall with dignity, with temper rise ; Form'd by the converse, happily to steer From grave to gay, from lively to severe. Lines 377-380. Thou wert my guide, philosopher, and friend. Line 389. That virtue only makes our bliss below ; And all our knowledge is ourselves to know. Lines 397, 398, T02 Quotations from Pope. MORAL ESSAYS. 'Tis education forms the common mind ; Just as the twig Is bent, the tree's Inclin'd. Epistle I. Lines 149, 150. ' ' ' ..-., % .^11 ill o ' ''And ybu/trave Cobbam I to the latest breath, w \ ij^ jSliali ^ee? you^ riilii>g passion strong In death. Lines 262, 263. Men, some to business, some to pleasure take ; But every woman Is at heart a rake. Men, some to quiet, some to public strife ; But every lady would be queen for life. Epistle //. Lines 215-218. Who shall decide, when doctors disagree. And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me ? Epistle III. Lines 1,2. The ruling passion, be It what It will. The ruling passion conquers reason still. Lines 153, 154. In the worst Inn's worst room, with mat half-hung,* * Villlers, Duke of Buckingham, the gay, witty, and unprincipled minister of Charles the Second, to whom Pope here refers, did not die as thus represented, but at a farm house at Kirby Moorside. Cliefden was one of the I Quotations from Pope, 103 The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung ; On once a flock-bed, but repaired with straw, With tape-tied curtains, never meant to draw. The George and Garter dangling from that bed, Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red ; Great Villiers lies — Alas ! how chang'd from him. That hfe of pleasure and that soul of whim. Gallant and gay, in Cliefden's proud alcove. The bower of wanton Shrewsbury, and love ; Or just as gay at council, in a ring Of mimic statesmen, and their merry king. No wit to flatter left, of all his store, No fool to laugh at, which he valued more. There victor of his health, of fortune, friends. And fame ; this lord of useless thousands ends. Epistle III. Lines 298-313. Where London's column, pointing at the skies Like a tall bully, lifts the head and lies.* Lines 339, 340. palaces of the Duke, and a favourite place of residence with him and the Countess of Shrewsbury, who is alluded to in these lines — correctly, if we have writ our annals true — as the " wanton Shrewsbury." Dryden lampoons the Duke under the name of Zimri, in his " Absalom and Achitophel." See Quotations from Dryden. * The monument in London is alluded to. It was built to commemorate the great fire of London, and had an inscription placed on it importing that the Roman Catholics had set fire to the city. I04 Quotations from Pope, But Satan now is wiser than of yore, And tempts by making rich, not making poor. Epistle III. Lines 351, 352. To rest, the cushion and soft dean invite, Who never mentions hell to ears polite. Epistle IV, Lines 149, 150. PROLOGUE TO THE SATIRES. Who shames a scribbler ? Break one cobweb through, He spins the slight, self-pleasing thread anew : Destroy his fib, or sophistry, in vain. The creature's at his dirty work again. Lines 89-92. As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. Lines 127, 128. The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare. But wonder how the devil they got there. Lines 171, 172. And he, whose fustian's so sublimely bad. It is not poetry, but prose run mad. Lines 187, 188. Quotations from Pope. 105 Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes. And hate for arts that caused himself to rise ; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, ~ . And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer. Lines 197-202. Who but must laugh, if such a man there be ? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he ? Lines 213, 214. Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? Lines 307, 308. THE DUNCIAD. Prudence, whose glass presents the approaching jail ; Poetic Justice, with her lifted scale, Where, in nice balance, truth with gold she weighs, And solid pudding against empty praise. Booh /. Lines 51-54 Next, o'er his books his eyes began to roll, In pleasing memory of all he stole. How here he sipp'd, how there he plundered snug. And suck'd all o'er, like an industrious bug. Lines 127-130. io6 Quotations from Pope. Immortal Rich ! how calm he sits at ease* 'Mid snows of paper, and fierce hail of peas And, proud his mistress' orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm. Booh III, Lines 261-264. The right divine of kings to govern wrong. Book ir. Line 188. To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius and to mend the heart. To make mankind in conscious virtue bold. Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold ; For this the tragic muse first trod the stage. Prologue to jdddison^s Tragedy of Cato, A brave man struggling in the storms of fate. And greatly falling with a falling state. Ihid, Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet To run a muck and tilt at all I meet. Imitations of Horace* Satire i. Lines 69, 70. * Rich, the manager of Covent Garden Theatre, is here alluded to. The last line of this extract is used by Addison, in his poem^ ' * The Campaign." See quotations from Addison. Quotations from Pope. 107 There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl The feast of reason and the flow of soul. Imitations of Horace, Satire I. Lines T27, 128. For I who hold sage Homer's rule the best, Welcome the coming, speed the going guest."^ Ibid. Satire II. Lines 159, 160. Let humble Allen, with an awkward shame. Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame. Epilogue to the Satires. Dialogue I. Lines 135, 136. May I lie cold before that dreadful day, Press'd with a load of monumental clay ! JUad, Book Fi, Parting of Hector and Andromache. Of manners gentle, of affections mild ; In wit, a man : simplicity, a child. Epitaph on Gay, Nature, and Nature's laws lay hid in night: God said, Let Newton be! and all was light. Epitaph intended for Sir Isaac Newton^ in Westminster Abbey, * See also Pope's Homer's Odyssey, Book xv.. Lines 83,84:— " True friendship's laws are by this rule express'd, Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest." io8 Quotations from Pope, Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole. Eloisa to Ahelard, Lines 57, 58. How happy is the blameless vestal's lot, The world forgetting, by the world forgot ? Ihid, Lines 207, 208. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide ; If to her share some female errors fall. Look on her face, and you'll forget them all. The Rape of the Loch Canto 11. Lines 15-18. Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare. And beauty draws us with a single hair. Ibid, Lines 27, 28. The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, And wretches hang that jurymen may dine. Ibid, Canto iiu Lines 21, 22. Dryden. None but the brave deserves the fair. ***** Sooth'd with the sound the king grew vain, Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes ; and thrice he slew the slain, •jf -Jf -jf -^ * He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate. Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And weltering in his blood ; Deserted, at his utmost need. By those his former bounty fed. •jf. -jf- -jf -jf * Pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures. Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour, but an empty bubble. no Quotations from Dryden. Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee. ***** He raised a mortal to the skies, She drew an angel down. Alexander s Feast, Old as I am, for ladies' love unfit, The power of beauty I remember yet. Cymon and Iphigenia. Lines I, 2. He trudged along, unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought. Ihid, Lines 84, 85. The fool of nature stood with stupid eyes. And gaping mouth that testified surprise. Ihid, Lines 1 07, 1 08. Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow ; He who would search for pearls must dive below. Prologue to All for Love, Men are but children of a larger growth.* All for Love. Act if. Scene i . * " The child is father of the man." — See Quotations from Wordsworth. ''The childhood shows the man, as morning shows the day.'* Milton's Paradise Regained, Book iv. Line 2 Quotations from Dry den, ill There is a pleasure sure In being mad, which none but madmen know. Spanish Friar, Act u. Scene I. Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran. Conquest of Grenada, Act i. Scene I* Great wits are sure to madness near allied, And thin partitions do their bounds divide.* Absalom and AchitopheL Parti. Lines i6^, i6^. A man so various that he seem'd to be, Not one, but all mankind's epitome ; Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong ; Was everything by starts, and nothing long ; But, in the course of one revolving moon. Was chymist, fiddler, statesman and buffoon. "f Idid. Lines 545-5 5 O. * " What thin partitions sense from thought divide." Pope''s Essay on Man, Epistle i. Line 226. f In these celebrated lines, George Villiers, Duke of Buckingham, the profligate companion of Charles the Second, is referred to. Dryden satirizes him in the poem under the name of Zimri. The Duke was not devoid of talent : in " The Rehearsal," an entertainment written by him, he introduces the poet under the name of Bayes, and 112 Quotations from Dry den. PALAMON AND ARCITE. Love endures no tie, And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury. Book II. Lines 148, 149. The love of liberty with life is given, And life itself th' inferior gift of heaven. Lines 291, 292. Since every man, who lives, is born to die, And none can boast sincere felicity. With equal mind, what happens, let us bear, Nor joy, nor grieve too much for things beyond our care ; Like pilgrims to th' appointed place we tend ; The world's an inn, and death the journey's end. Book III. Lines 883-888. Then t' is our best, since thus ordained to die. To make a virtue of necessity ;* handles him severely. Pope's lines (see Quotations from Pope) describing the death-bed of " this lord of useless thousands," though by no means correctly narrating the event, have obtained great popularity. * To make a virtue of necessity. This is a line fre- quently used by the old authors. — See Quotations from Shakspere's Two Gentlemen of Verona. Chaucer also uses it in The Squier's Tale, Part ii. line 244. ^al Quotations from Dry den. 113 ake what He gives, since to rebel is vain, The bad grows better, which we well sustain ; And could we choose the time, and choose aright, 'Tis best to die, our honour at the height. Book III. Lines 1 08 4- 1089. Three poets in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England, did adorn ; The first in loftiness of thought surpassed ; The next in majesty ; in both the last. The force of nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.* Lines written under a Portrait of Milton. Ill news is wing'd with fate, and flies apace. "j* Threnodia August alts. Line 49. For friendship, of itself an holy tie. Is made more sacred by adversity. The Hind and the Panther. Part iiu Lines ^ J, ^S, Murder may pass unpunished for a time. But tardy justice will o'ertake the crime. The Cock and the Fox, Lines 285, 286. * The two other poets here referred to are Homer and Virgil. •j* " For evil news rides post, while good news bates. See Quotations from Milton. 114 Quotations from Dry den. Virtue In distress, and vice in triumph, Make atheists of mankind. Cleomenes. Act r. Scene 2. ' Kings, who are fathers, live but in their people. Don Sebastian, Act i. Scene I. This is the porcelain clay of human kind, Ihid, y hns on. When Learning's triumph o'er her barb'rous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakspere rose ; Each change of many -coloured life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagin'd new ; Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting time toil'd after him in vain. His powerful strokes presiding truth impress'd. And unresisted passion stormed the breast.* {Prologue spoken by Garrick) at the opening of Drury Lane Theatre, "^l^l- Ah ! let not censure term our fate our choice, The stage but echoes back the public voice ; * Boswell, speaking of this Prologue, says, " for just and manly dramatic criticism on the whole range of the English stage, as well as for poetical excellence, it is un- rivalled J it was, during the season, often called for by the audience.*' ii6 Quotations from Johnson. The Drama's laws the Drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live. Prologue {^Spoken by Gar rick). THE VANITY OF HUMAN WISHES. Let observation, with extensive view, Survey mankind, from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil, each eager strife, And watch the busy scenes of crowded life. Ziines 1-4. There mark what ills the scholar's life assail. Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail ; * See nations slowly wise, and meanly just, To buried merit raise the tardy bust. Lines 159-162. * This line was originally written — " Toil, envy, want, the garret, and the jail ;" but when Johnson was disappointed of the patronage of Lord Chesterfield, the word patron was used ; he never forgot the neglect with which he had been treated ; his memorable criticism on Lord Chesterfield's Letters to his Son will not soon pass into oblivion. " They teach the morals of a prostitute, and the manners of a dancing master." His lordship, in his Letters, speaks of the cha- racter of a " respectable Hottentot," which term has been supposed to have referred to Johnson. Quotations from Johnson. 117 le left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.* Lines 221, 222. New forms arise, and different views engage. Superfluous lags the veteran on the stage, Till pitying nature signs the last release, And bids afflicted worth retire to peace. Lines 307-3 10. Catch then, O catch, the transient hour ; Improve each moment as it flies ; Life's a short summer — man a flower — He dies — alas ! how soon he dies. Winter. An Ode. Hell is paved with good intentions. j" BosweWs Life, Age 66. Period, April 14, 1775. Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd. Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest. Fate never wounds more deep the generous heart, Than when a blockhead's insult points the dart. London. Lines 165-168. * Charles XII., the celebrated king of Sweden, is here alluded to. f " Hell is full of good meanings and wishings." — Herbert's Jacula Prudentum. il8 Quotations from Johnson. This mournful truth is everywhere confess'd, Slow rises worth by poverty depressed. London, Lines 175, 176. Studious to please, yet not asham'd to fail. Prologue to the Tragedy of Irene, He touch'd nothing which he did not adorn. * Epitaph on Goldsmith, Who drives fat oxen should himself be faff * " Nullum quod tetigit non ornavit." f A good deal of controversy has occurred on this line, the history of which is thus recorded in Boswell's Life of Johnson (-^tat. 75, period 1784) : — " Johnson was present when a tragedy was read, in which occurred this line — * Who rules o'er freemen should himself be free.' The company having admired it much, * I cannot agree with you,' said Johnson ; * it might as well be said — * Who drives fat oxen should himself be fat.'" The tragedy alluded to was Henry Brooke's '* Gustavus Vasa," the first edition of which contained the line — " Who rules o'er freemen should himself be free." The Rev. Charles KIngsley, in the preface to his recently revised edition of Brooke's " Fool of Quality," says, " His {i.e, Johnson's) silly parody on a fine line in Gustavus — * Who rules o'er freemen should himself be free,* is well enough known ; ' Who drives fat oxen should himself be fat,* answered Johnson, laughing, he only knew why, at the sentiment." G ay. THE FABLES. Part I. In summer's heat, and winter's cold, He fed his flock, and penn'd the fold. Introduction. My tongue within my lips I rein, For who talks much must talk in vain. Ibid, Whence is thy learning I hath thy toil O'er books consum'd the midnight oil ? Ibid. Cowards are cruel, but the brave Love mercy, and delight to save. Fable i. Where yet was ever found a mother, Who'd give her booby for another. Fable 3. No author ever spared a brother ; Wits are gamecocks to one another. Fable 10. I20 Quotations from Gay. In every age and clime we see, Two of a trade can ne'er agree. Fable 2 1 . Who friendship with a knave hath made, Is judg'd a partner in the trade. Fable 2 3, 'Tis thus that on the choice of friends, Our good or evil name depends. Ibid, Is there no hope ? the sick man said ; The silent doctor shook his head : And took his leave with signs of sorrow, Despairing of his fee to-morrow. Fable 2 7. "While there is life, there's hope," he cried, " Then why such haste ?" so groaned and died. Ibid. A lost good name is ne'er retriev'd. Fable 29. Those who in quarrels interpose, Must often wipe a bloody nose. Fable 34. How many saucy airs we meet, From Temple Bar to Aldgate Street ! Fable 35. In other men we faults can spy, And blame the mote that dims their eye ; Each little speck and blemish find ; To our own stronger errors blind. Fable 38. I Quotations from Gay, 121 Friendship like love is but a name, Unless to one you stint the flame. The child, whom many fathers share, Hath seldom known a father's care. 'Tis thus in friendships ; who depend On many, rarely find a friend. Fable 50. When a lady's in the case, You know all other things give place. 3id. THE FABLES. Part II. I know you lawyers can, with ease. Twist words and meanings as you please. Fable J . From wine what sudden friendship springs | Fable 6. From kings to cobblers 't is the same ; Bad servants wound their masters' fame. Ibid. In every rank, or great or small, 'Tis industry supports us all. Fable 8. By outward show let's not be cheated ; An ass should like an ass be treated. Fable 1 1 . 122 Quotations from Gay, THE BEGGAR'S OPERA. If the heart of a man Is depress' d with cares, The mist is dispell'd when a woman appears. Act II. Scene I. Brother, brother, we are both in the wrong. Act II. Scene 2. How happy could I be with either. Were t'other dear charmer away. Hid, So comes a reckoning when the banquet's o'er. The dreadful reckoning ; and men smile no more. ne What B' Ye Call it,'' Act II. Scene 9. Life's a jest, and all things show it ; I thought so once, and now I know it. Epitaph on himself, * This was a sort of mock tragedy, called in the dramatic phraseology of the day in which it was written, *' A Tragi-comi-Pastoral ,• " it obtained considerable cele- brity on its representation, though totally unfit for the stage In our day. Gay's most successful effort as a dra- matist was the Beggar's Opera, which was accepted and produced by Rich, then manager of Covent Garden Theatre j the great " run" It had caused a wit of the day to remark, that it made Gay rich and Rich gay. Churchill. THE ROSCIAD. He mouths a sentence as curs mouth a bone.* Line 322. To copy beauties forfeits all pretence To fame ; — to copy faults is want of sense. Lines 457, 458. If manly sense ; if nature link'd with art ; If thorough knowledge of the human heart ; If powers of acting vast and unconfin'd ; If fewest faults with greatest beauties join'd ; If strong expression, and strange powers which lie Within the magic circle of the eye ; If feelings which few hearts, like his, can know, * This line, which we sometimes hear quoted as illus- trating a peculiar style of oratory, refers to Davies, an actor of some note, contemporary with Churchill. 124 Quotations from Churchill. And which no face so well as his can show, Deserve the preference ; Garrick ! take the chair, Nor quit it till thou place an equal there.* Lines 1081-1090. Men the most infamous are fond of fame ; And those who fear not guilt, yet start at shame. The Author. Lines 233, 234, Authors alone, with more than savage rage. Unnatural war with brother authors wage. The Apology, Lines 27, 28. * These, the concluding lines of the Rosciad, are the well-known encomium on David Garrick. Wordsworth. She was a phantom of delight When first she gleamM upon my sight ; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament Poems of the Imagination, I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy, The sleepless Soul that perish'd in his pride. Of him who walk'd in glory and in joy Following his plough along the mountain side. Poems of the Imagination, Resolution and Independence. A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer's joy I And Scotland has a thief as good. An outlaw of as daring mood ; She has her brave Rob Roy. Rob Roy^s Grave. 126 Quotations from Wordsworth. The good old rule Sufficeth them, the simple plan, That they should take who have the power. And they should keep who can. Roh Roy's Grave, We must be free or die, who speak the tongue That Shakspere spake ; the faith and morals hold Which Milton held. • "'• Sonnets to Liberty. Period 1802. Oh ! for a single hour of that Dundee, Who on that day the word of onset gave. Sonnets to Liberty. Period 1803. O, sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket. The Excursion, Booh 1. Lines 524-526. A primrose by a river's brim, A yellow primrose was to him — And it was nothing more. Peter Bell, Part i. The child is father of the man.* Poems referring to Childhood. Poem i. * " Men are but children of a larger growth." See Quotations from Dryden. Goldsmith. THE TRAVELLER. Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow. Line i. Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see. My heart, untravelPd, fondly turns to thee ; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Lines 7-10. Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam. His first, best country, ever is at home. Lines 73, 74. Dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze ; And the gay grandsire, skill' d in gestic lore. Has frisked beneath the burthen of three score. Lines 251-254. 128 Quotations from Goldsmith, Pride In their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of human kind pass by, Intent on high designs, — a thoughtful band. By forms unfavshion'd, fresh from Nature's hand. Lines 327-330- With secret course, which no loud storms annoy. Glides the smooth current of domestic joy ; The lifted axe, the agonizing wheel, Zeck's iron crown and Damiens' bed of steel ;* To men remote from power but rarely known — Leave reason, faith, and conscience all our own. Lines 433-438. THE DESERTED VILLAGE. How often have I paused on every charm, — The shelter'd cot, the cultivated farm. The never failing brook, the busy mill. The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill. The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade. For talking age and whispering lovers made. Lines 9-14. * George Zecky for heading a revolt of Hungarians in 15 14, was punished by having a red hot crown placed on his head. Damiens attempted to assassinate Louis XV. of France, for which crime he was put to the torture. Quotations from Goldsmith, 129 111 fares the land, to hastening Ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay ; Princes and Lords may flourish, or may fade — A breath can make them, as a breath has made"^ — But a bold peasantry, their country's pride. When once destroy'd can never be supplied. Lines 51-56. How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, — And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly. Lines 99-102. The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind, — These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made. Lines 121-124. There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose. The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear ; And passing rich with forty pounds a year. Lines 1 39-1 42. * " Who pants for glory finds but short repose, A breath revives him, or a breath overthrows." Fope, Imitations of Horace, Book ii. Epistle i. Lines 300, 301 K 130 Quotations from Goldsmith. The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay, Sat by his fire, and talk'd the night away, — Wept o'er his wounds, or, tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his cmtch, and show'd how fields were won. Lines 155-158. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings lean'd to virtue's side. Lines 163, 164. Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray. Lines 179, 180. In arguing, too, the parson own'd his skill. For e'en though vanquish'd, he could argue still. Lines 211, 212. The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day. Lines 229, 230. THE VICAR OF WAKEFIELD. Handsome is that handsome does. Chapter I. Quotations from Goldsmith. 131 Man wants but little here below. Nor wants that little long.* Chapter 8. And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep — A shade that follows wealth or fame, And leaves the wretch to weep \ Ibid. When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy. What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover. And wring his bosom — is to die ! Chapter 24. RETALIATION. Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such. We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much ; Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind. And to party gave up what was meant for mankind. Lines on Edmund Burke. * The same idea, conveyed in nearly the same words, will be found in Young's Night Thoughts. — Night IV. See Quotations from Young. 132 Quotations from Goldsmith, Here lies David Garrick — describe me who can, An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man. As an actor, confess'd without rival to shine ; As a wit, if not first, in the very first line ; Yet, with talents like these, and an excellent heart, The man had his failings — a dupe to his art. Like an ill -judging beauty, his colours he spread. And beplaster'd with rouge his own natural red. On the stage he was natural, simple, affecting; 'Twas only that when he was off, he was acting. Lines on Garrick, Here Reynolds is laid, and, to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind : His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand ; His manners were gentle, complying, and bland. Lines on Sir Joshua Reynolds* A nightcap deck'd his brows instead of bay, A cap by night — a stocking all the day. Description of an Author's Bed-chamber, This day beyond its term my fate extends. For life is ended when our honour ends. A Prologue spoken hy the Poet Laherius. Translated by Goldsmith from the Latin of Macrohius, Quotations from Goldsmith, 133 The wretch, condemn'd with life to part, Still, still on hope relies ; And every pang that rends the heart, Bids expectation rise. The Captivity^ an Oratorio, Act lu There's no love lost between us. She Stoops to Conquer, Act if. Measures, not men, have always been my mark. The Good Natured Man. Act 11. Cowper. Glory built On selfish principles, is shame and guilt. Table Talk, Lines 1,2. The Frenchman, easy, debonair, and brisk. Give him his lass, his fiddle, and his frisk. Is always happy, reign whoever may, And laughs the sense of mis'ry far away. Ibid, Lines 233-236 Ages elapsed ere Homer^s lamp appeared. And ages ere the Mantuan swan was heard; To carry Nature lengths unknown before. To give a Milton birth, ask'd ages more.* Ibid, Lines 556-559. * Adapted from Dryden. See Quotations from Dryden. Lines under a Portrait of Milton. Quotations from Coivper, 135 God made the country, and man made the town. The Task. The Sofa. Line 749. Oh, for a lodge in some vast wilderness,"^ Some boundless contiguity of shade. Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war. Might never reach me more ! The Time- Piece, Lines 1-5. England, with all thy faults, I love thee still, f My country ! and, while yet a nook is left Where English minds and manners may be found. Shall be constrained to love thee. Ibid, Lines 206-209. There is a pleasure in poetic pains. Which only poets know. Ibid. Lines 285, 286. Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round. * A similar aspiration will be found in Lord Byron*s ** Childe Harold," canto 4, stanza 177 — " Oh 1 that the desert were my dwelling place 1* f " Be England what she will, With all her faults she is my country still." Churchill, The Fare'well, Lines 27, 28. 136 Quotations from Convper. And, while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups. That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in. The Winter Evening. Lines 36-41. War's a game, which, were their subjects wise. Kings should not play at. The Winter Morning Walk, Lines 188, 189. I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polish'd manners and fine sense. Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm. The Winter Walk at Noon. Lines 559-562. How much a dunce that has been sent to roam, Excels a dunce that has been kept at home. The Progress of Error, Lines 415, 416. None but an author knows an author's cares. Or Fancy's fondness for the child she bears. Ibid. Lines 516, 517. The Cross, There, and there only (though the Deist rave, I Quotations from Cowper* 137 And Atheist, if earth bear so base a slave), There, and there only, is the power to save. The Progress of Error. Lines 613-616. But truths, on which depends our main concern. That 'tis our shame and misery not to learn, Shine by the side of every path we tread With such a lustre, he that runs may read.* ■^ ^ Tirocinium, Lines 77-80. RNow let us sing, Long live the King, ^ And Gilpin long live he ; And when he next doth ride abroad, May 1 be there to see. History of John Gilpin. Pernicious weed ! whose scent the fair annoys, Unfriendly to society's chief joys. Thy worst effect is banishing for hours The sex whose presence civilizes ours ; Thou art indeed the drug a gardener wants, To poison vermin that infest his plants. -[- Conversation. Lines 251-256. * See also the Book of Habakkuk, chapter ii. verse 2 : " And the Lord answered me, and said, Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it." And Young's Night Thoughts— Night IX. line 1660 — » " Who runs may read, who reads can understand." W f This extract forms a portion of a passage, too long to quote in its entirety, attacking tobacco and the habit 138 Quotations from Cowper. I am monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute, From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute. * * * * Religion ! what treasure untold, Resides in that heavenly word ! More precious than silver and gold, Or all that this earth can afford. * * "jf- * There is mercy in every place. And mercy, encouraging thought! Gives even affliction a grace. And reconciles man to his lot. Verses supposed to have been written by Alexander Selkirk. They whom truth and wisdom lead. Can gather honey from a weed. The Pine Jlpple and the Bee. The kindest and the happiest pair. Will find occasion to forbear. of smoking. The mind of the reader will doubtless at once be directed to Lord Byron's lines of an antagonistic tendency, in the second canto of "The Island." — See Quotations from Byron. i Quotations from Coivper 139 And something every day they live To pity, and perhaps forgive. Mutual Forbearance necessary to the Happiness of the Married State. While you my friend, whatever wind should blow, Might traverse England safely to and fro. An honest man, close button'd to the chin, Broadcloth without, and a warm heart within. An Epistle to Joseph Hill, Esq, Toll for the brave ! The brave that are no more ! All sunk beneath the wave. Fast by their native shore ! * On the Loss of the Royal George* Read, ye that run, the awful truth. With which I charge my page ! A worm is in the bud of youth, And at the root of age. Stanzas subjoined to the Yearly Bill of Mortality of the Parish of All Saints^ Northampton^ A.D, 1787. Then raising her voice to a strain The sweetest that ear ever heard, * Campbell is often quoted as the author of this poem. 140 Quoranons from Cowper. »She sung of the slave's broken chain, Wherever her glory appeared. The Morning Dream. Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day, Live till to-morrow, will have passed away. The Needless Alarm. Misses ! the tale that I relate, This lesson seems to carry — Choose not alone a proper mate, But proper time to marry. Pairing Time Anticipated, Ben yonson. Soul of the age ! The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage ! My Shakspere rise ! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room ; Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still, while thy book doth live. And we have wits to read and praise to give. * * * * He was not of an age, but for all time. And all the Muses still were in their prime, When, like Apollo, he came forth to warm Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm ! * * * * Sweet Swan of Avon ! what a sight it were To see thee in our water yet appear. And make those slights upon the banks of Thames, That so did take Eliza and our Jame^. Lines to the Memory of Shakspere. 1 42 Quotations from Ben Jon son. Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine ; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine.* Song, To Celia* Underneath this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mothef ; Death ! ere thou hast slain another, Learn'd and fair, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee. Epitaph on the Countess of Pembroke. * This song is frequently attributed to Tom Moore. Butler. HUDIBRAS. When gospel-trumpeter, surrounded With long-ear'd rout, to battle sounded. And pulpit, drum ecclesiastic. Was beat with fist instead of a stick. Part I. Canto u Lines 9-12. And prove their doctrine orthodox, By apostolic blows and knocks. Lines 199, 200. Compound for sins they are inclined to, By damning those they have no mind to. Lines 215, 2 1 6. He ne'er considered it as loth To look a gift-horse in the mouth ; 144 Quotations from Butler. And very wisely would lay forth No more upon it than 'twas worth. Lines 489-492* And bid the devil take the hindmost, Which at this race is like to win most. Part L Canto 11. Lines 633, 634. Ay me ! what perils do environ The man that meddles with cold iron ! What plaguy mischiefs and mishaps Do dog him still with after-claps ! Part I, Canto in. Lines 1-4. Quoth Hudibras, friend Ralph, thou hast Outrun the constable at last. Lines 1367, 1368. I've heard old cunning stagers Say, fools for arguments use wagers.* Part II. Canto /. Lines 297, 298. 'Tis virtue, wit, and worth, and all That men divine and sacred call : * " For most men (till by losing rendered sager) Will back their own opinions with a wager." Lord Byron's Beppo, Stanza 27, Quotations from Butler, 145 For what is worth in anything, But so much money as 'twill bring \ Part II. Canto i. Lines 463-466. Love is a boy by poets styPd, Then spare the rod and spoil the child.* Lines 843, 844. Why should not conscience have vacation, As well as other courts o' th* nation ? Fart II. Canto 11. Lines 317, 318. Y' had best, quoth Ralpho, as the ancients Say wisely, — Have a care o' th' main chance, And look before you ere you leap ; For as you sow, y'are like to reap.-J- Lines 501-504. Doubtless the pleasure is as great. Of being cheated as to cheat. Part II, Canto iih Lines I, 2. Quoth Sidrophel, If you suppose. Sir Knight, that I am one of those, I might suspect, and take th' alarm, * " He that spareth his rod, hateth his son." — Pro- verbs, chap. xiii. verse 24. f *' Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap." — Galatians, chap. vi. verse 7. L 146 Quotations from Butler. Your business is but to inform ; But if it be, 'tis ne'er the near. You have a wrong sow by the ear.* Part II. Canto in. Lines 575-580. Make fools believe in their foreseeing Of things before they are in being ; To swallow gudgeons ere they're catch'd. And count their chickens ere they're hatch'd. Lines 92 1-924. For those that fly may fight again. Which he can never do that's slain. f Part III. Canto in. Lines 243, 244. He that complies against his will, Is of his own opinion still. J Lines 547, 548. * This is a proverb of considerable antiquity j it occurs frequently in the old dramas. Ben Jonson quotes it in his comedy of *' Every Man in his Humour," act ii. scene i j and Colman, in the " Heir-at-Law," act i. scene i. f It is a general opinion that the very familiar lines — " For he that fights and runs away, May live to fight another day," are in Hudibras ; this is a popular error. The quotation here given, which conveys a similar idea, has probably given rise to the erroneous impression which prevails as to the authorship of the lines ; some remarks on the subject will be found in a subsequent part of this work. J Often incorrectly given thus — " A man convinced against his will." Thomson. THE SEASONS. But happy they ! the happiest of their kind ! Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. Spring. Lines I113-I115. Then infant reason grows apace, and calls For the kind hand of an assiduous care. Delightful task ! to rear the tender thought. To teach the young idea how to shoot. Lines 1 1 50- 1 153. Nor undelightful is the ceaseless hum, To him who muses through the woods at noon. Summer. Lines 282, 283. Loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament. But is, when unadorned, adorn'd the most. Autumn, Lines 204-206. 148 Quotations from Thomson, Ah, little think the gay licentious proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround ; They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel, riot waste ; Ah ! little think they, while they dance along. How many feel, this very moment, death. And all the sad variety of pain. Winter* Lines 322-328. Behold, fond man ! See here thy pictured life ; pass some few years. Thy flowering Spring, thy Summer's ardent strength. Thy sober Autumn fading Into age. And pale concluding Winter comes at last. And shuts the scene. Lines 1 02 8- 1 03 3. Yes, we must follow soon, will glad obey ; When a few suns have roU'd their cares away, Tired with vain life, will close the willing eye : 'Tis the great birthright of mankind to die. Epitaph on Miss Stanley. To put the power Of sovereign rule into the good man's hand. Is giving peace and happiness to millions. Sophontsba. Act r. Scene 2, Quotations from T*homson. 149 Tears oft look graceful on the manly cheek : The cruel cannot weep. Sophonlsba, Act v. Scene 2. Rash fruitless war, from wanton glory waged, Is only splendid murder. Edward and Eleonora, Act /. Scene I . The heart of woman tastes no truer joy, Is never flattered with such dear enchantment — 'Tis more than selfish vanity — as when She hears the praises of the man she loves. Tancred and S'tgismunda, Act i. Scene 1. Keep virtue's simple path before your eyes, Nor think from evil good can ever rise. ^Ibid. Act r. Scene 8. When Britain first, at Heaven's command. Arose from out the azure main, This was the charter of the land, And guaidian angels sung this strain : " Rule Britannia I mle the waves ; Britons never will be slaves." The nations not so bless'd as thee, Must in their turns to tyrants fall ; While thou shalt flourish great and free. The dread and envy of them all. " Rule Britannia !" etc. 150 Quotations from Thomson, Still more majestic shalt thou rise. More dreadful from each foreign stroke ; As the loud blast that tears the skies, Serves but to root thy native oak. "Rule Britannia !" etc. Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame, All their attempts to bend thee down Will but arouse thy generous flame, But work their woe, and thy renown. « Rule Britannia ! " etc. To thee belongs thy rural reign ; Thy cities shall with commerce shine ; All thine shall be the subject main. And every shore it circles thine. " Rule Britannia 1 " etc. The Muses, still with freedom found. Shall to thy happy coast repair. Bless'd isle ! with matchless beauty crown'd. And manly hearts to guard the fair.* " Rule Britannia ! " etc. Ode in the Masque of Alfred. * The insertion of " Rule Britannia," in its complete form, may perhaps be deemed scarcely in consonance with the object of this Work — nor is it so, strictly speaking ; but as so much misapprehension exists in the public mind Quotations from Thomson. 151 as to the authorship of the ode, it is hoped that its intro- duction may not be unacceptable. The " Masque of Alfred *' was written by Thomson and Mallet. The ode, however, seems by general consent to be admitted to be Thomson's, and is here copied from his works. The music was composed by Dr. Arne. From "Rule Britannia'' the mind naturally reverts to the National Anthem ; and it perhaps may not be irrele- vant to state that " God Save the King" was written by Dr. John Bull, who was chamber musician to James the First. Rosse in his " Index of Dates," says, " it was com- posed for a dinner given to James I., and his son, at Merchant Tailors' Hall, 1606." By some writers, the authorship is awarded to Henry Carey, who wrote the once popular ballad of " Sally in our Alley," but Dr. Bull is generally admitted to have been the author. Gray. ELEGY IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade, Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. Let not ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile. The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power. And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave. Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Can storied urn, or animated bust. Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death. Quotations from Gray, 153 Full many a gem of purest ray serene, The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ; Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden, that, with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest. Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife. Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray : Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way. For who, to dumb forgetful ness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day. Nor cast one longing, lingering look behind ? Even in our ashes live their wonted fires. Yet, ah ! why should they know their fate, Since sorrow never comes too late. And happiness too swiftly flies ? Thought would destroy their paradise. No more ; — where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise. Ode on a distant Prospect of Eton College. 154 Quotations from Gray, Hark, his hands the lyre explore ! Bright-eyed Fancy hovering o'er, Scatters from her pictured urn Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.* The Progress of Possy^ Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, f The Bard, Weave the warp, and weave the woof. The winding-sheet of Edward's race ; Give ample room, and verge enough. The characters of hell to trace. Ibid, Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows. While proudly rising o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes. Youth on the prow, and pleasure at the helm. Ibid, Ye towers of Julius, London's lasting shame, j: * These lines refer to Dryden, forming a portion of a somewhat lengthened panegyric. f " As dear to me as are the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart." Shakspere, Julius Casar, Act il. Scene i. J The Tower of London, in which Henry Sixth and the two young princes are believed to have been privately murdered. Quotations from Gray, 155 With many a foul and midnight murder fed, Revere his consort's faith, his father's fame, And spare the meek usurper's holy head. The Bard. Be thine despair, and scepter'd care ; To triumph", and to die, are mine. Ihid. Nor In these consecrated bowers Let painted Flattery hide her serpent train in flowers. Ode for Music. A favourite has no friend. On the Death of a Favourite Cat, Collins. Well may your hearts believe the truths I tell ; 'Tis virtue makes the bliss, where'er we dwell. Oriental Eclogues, Eclogue I . When Music, heavenly maid, was young. While yet in early Greece she sung. Ode, The Passions. With woful measures wan Despair, Low, sullen sounds his grief beguil'd ; A solemn, strange, and mingled air ; 'Twas sad by fits, by starts was wild. Ibid. Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole. Or o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay, Round an holy calm diffusing. Love of peace, and lonely musing. In hollow murmurs died away. Ihid. Quotations from Collins. 157 Love fram'd with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound ; And he, amidst his frolic play. As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings. Ode, The Passions, How sleep the brave, who sink to rest. By all their country's wishes blest ! ***** By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung. Lines written in the year i 7 46. Too nicely Jonson knew the critic's part ; Nature in him was almost lost in art. Epistle to Sir Thomas Hanmer on his Edition of Shakspere. 4-' Campbell PLEASURES OF HOPE. Why do those clifFs of shadowy tint appear j More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ? 'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, J And robes the mountain in its azure hue. Part /. Lines 5-8, When Peace and Mercy, banlsh'd from the plain. Sprung on the viewless winds to heav'n again ; All, all forsook the friendless guilty mind, But Hope, the charmer, linger'd still behind. Lines 37-40. Thus, while Elijah's burning wheels prepare, From Carmel's height, to sweep the fields of air. The prophet's mantle, ere his flight began, Dropp'd on the world — a sacred gift to man.* Lines 41-44. * In speaking of some eminent person deceased, we Quotations from Campbell, 1 59 Hope, for a season, bade the world farewell, ^ And Freedom shrieked — as Kosciusco fell. Part /. Lines 381, 382. Oh ! once again to freedom's cause return The patriot Tell — the Bruce of Bannockburn. Lines 409, 410. And say, without our hopes, without our fears, Without the home that plighted love endears. Without the smile from partial beauty won, j O ! what were man ? a world without a sun ! Part II. Lines 21-24. The world was sad, — the garden was a wild ; 1 And Man, the hermit, sigh'd — till Woman smiPd. Lines 37, 38. Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind. But leave — oh ! leave the light of Hope behind I frequently hear it said that "his mantle has fallen" on his successor : the origin of this will be found, as alluded to by Campbell, in the second Book of Kings, chap. ii. verses it, 12, 13 : — " And Elijah went up by a whirlwind into heaven. And Elisha saw it, and he cried. My father, my father I the chariot of Israel, and the horsemen thereof. And he saw him no more : and he took hold of his own clothes, and rent them in two pieces." " He took up also the mantle of Elijah that fell from him,^'' i6o ' Quotations from Campbell. What though my winged hours of bliss have been, Like angel-visits, few and far between ;* Her musing mood shall every pang appease, And charm — when pleasures lose the power to please. Part 11. Lines 375-380. Dark and despairing, my sight I may seal. But man cannot cover what God would reveal : 'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore. And coming events cast their shadows before. LochieVs Warning. Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains. While the kindling of life in his bosom remains. Shall victor exult, or in death be laid low. With his back to the field, and his feet to the foe ! Ibid. Ye mariners of England 1 That guard our native seas : Whose flag has brav'd a thousand years The battle and the breeze ! f Ode. Te Mariners of England. * " Visits Like those of angels, short and far between.'' Blair^s Gra^ve. See Quotations from Blair. f The Idea of this celebrated naval ode was taken from the old ballad " You Gentlemen of England," which com- mences thus — ** You gentlemen of England ThAt live at home at ease. Quotations from Campbell, l6l Britannia needs no bulwarks, No towers along the steep ; Her march is o'er the mountain-waves, Her home is on the deep. Ode, Te Mariners of England. Through the perils of chance, and the scowl of disdain. May thy front be unaltered, thy courage elate ! Yea 1 ev'n the name I have worshipp'd in vain Shall awake not the sigh of remembrance again ; To bear is to conquer our fate. Lines written on Visiting a Scene in Argyleshire, Thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered. The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. The Soldier's Dream. There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin ; The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill ; For his country he sigh'd, when at twilight repairing, To wander alone by the wind-beaten hill. The Exile of Erin.* How little do you think upon The dangers of the seas. Give ear unto the mariners. And they will plainly show All the cares and the fears When the stormy winds do blow." The ballad Is an adaptation from one by Martin Parker. * Tom Moore is by many persons supposed to have been the author of this. M t Mo ore. IRISH MELODIES. Oh ! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid. I Breathe not his Name. Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious, and free, First flower of the earth, and first gem of the sea. Remember Thee. Shall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree I Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried. If he kneel not before the same altar with me ? Come Send Round the Wine. The heart that has truly loved never forgets. But as tmly loves on to the close, Quotations from Moore, 163 As the sunflower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turn'd when he rose. Believe me if all those Endearing Toung Charms. There's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream. Love's Toung Dream, O the shamrock, the green, immortal shamrock ! Chosen leaf Of bard and chief. Old Erin's native shamrock. the Shamrock ! Long, long be my heart with such memories filPd ! Like the vase, in which roses have once been distill'd : You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will, But the scent of the roses will hang round it still. Farewell I hut Whenever you Welcome the Hour LALLA ROOKH. And music, too, dear music ! that can touch Beyond all else the soul that loves it much, Now heard far off, so far as but to seem Like the faint, exquisite music of a dream. The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan^ Lines 941-944. 164 Quotations from Moore, The trail of the serpent is over them all. Paradise and the Pert, Line 206. Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I Ve seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower. But ^twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle. To glad me with its soft black eye. But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die. The Fire Worshippers, Lines 278-285. Alas ! how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love ! Hearts that the world in vain had tried. And sorrow but more closely tied ; That stood the storm, when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships, that have gone down at sea. When heaven was all tranquillity. Light of the Haram, Lines 183-190. There 's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told. When two, that are link'd in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing, and brow never cold. Love on through all ills, and love on till they die ! One hour of a passion so sacred is worth Whole ages of heartless and wandering bliss ; Qtiotations from Moore, 165 And oh ! if there be an elysium on earth, It is this, it is this. ***** Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are rude for thee ; But, oh ! the choice what heart can doubt, Of tents with love, or thrones without ? Concluding portion of Light of the Haram, But bees, on flowers alighting, cease their hum. So, settling upon places, Whigs grow dumb. Corruption, jin Epistle. Lines 1 6 1, 162. Yes, rather plunge me back in pagan night, And take my chance with Socrates for bliss, Than be the Christian of a faith like this. Which builds on heavenly cant its earthly sway, And in a convert mourns to lose a prey. Intolerance, ji Satire. Lines 68-^2. Friend of my soul ! this goblet sip, 'Twill chase that pensive tear ; '1 is not so sweet as woman's lip. But, oh ! 'tis more sincere. Like her delusive beam, 'T will steal away thy mind : But, like Affection's dream, It leaves no sting behind. Juvenile Poems. Anacreontique, 1 66 Quotations from Moore. Weep on ; and as thy sorrows flow, I '11 taste the luxury of woe. Juvenile Poems, jinacreonttque. Then fill the bowl — away with gloom \ Our joys shall always last ; For hope shall brighten days to come, And memory gild the past. Ibid. Song. Byron. CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE. I awoke one morning and found myself famous. Introduction to First and Second Cantos. Maidens, like moths, are ever caught by glare, And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair. Canto I, Stanza 9. His house, his home, his heritage, his lands, The laughing dames in whom he did delight, Whose large blue eyes, fair locks, and snowy hands. Might shake the saintship of an anchorite, And long had fed his youthful appetite ; His goblets brimm'd with every costly wine, And all that mote to luxury invite, Without a sigh he left, to cross the brine, And traverse Paynim shores, and pass earth's central line. Stanza 1 1. 1 68 Quotations from Byron. Adieu, adieu ! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue ; The night winds sigh, the breakers roar, And shrieks the wild seamew. Yon sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight ! Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native land — good night ! Canto u Stan%a 13. On, on the vessel flies, the land is gone, And winds are rude in Biscay's sleepless bay. Stanza 14, Not here War's clarion, but Love's rebeck sounds ; Here Folly still his votaries enthralls ; And young-eyed Lewdness walks her midnight rounds ; Girt with the silent crimes of capitals. Still to the last kind Vice clings to the tott'ring walls. Sianza 46. No more beneath soft Eve's consenting star Fandango twirls his jocund castanet ; Ah ! monarchs, could ye taste the mirth ye mar, Not in the toils of Glory would ye fret ; The hoarse dull drum would sleep, and man be happy yet ! Sianza 47. Quotations from Byron. 169 Is It for this the Spanish maid, aroused, //l/'-^' ^ Hangs on the willow her unstrung guitar, And, all unsex'd, the anlace hath espoused. Sung the loud song, and dared the deed of war ? And she, whom once the semblance of a scar AppalPd, an owlet's 'larum chill'd with dread. Now views the column-scattering bay'net jar. The falchion flash, and o'er the yet warm dead. Stalks with Minerva's step where Mars might quake to tread."* Canto /. Stanza 54. From morn till night, from night till startled morn,j' Peeps blushing on the revels laughing crew. The song is heard, the rosy garland worn. Stanza 67. Fond of a land which gave them nought but life, Pride points the path that leads to liberty ; Back to the struggle baffled in the strife. War, war is still the cry, war even to the knife ! J Stanza 86. * This and the two following stanzas in the poem are the well-known lines recounting the heroic achievements of the Maid of Saragoza, at the siege of that city, j* " From morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve." Milton'* s Paradise Lost. Book i. Lines 741, 742. J « War even to the knife " was the reply of Palafox, the governor of Saragoza, on being summoned to sur- render by the French when they besieged that city in 1808. 1 70 Quotations from Byron, Alas ! when mingling souls forget to blend, Death hath but little left him to destroy 1 Ah ! happy years ! once more who would not be a boy ? Canto II. Stanza 23. But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen. With none who bless us, none whom we can bless. Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred consciousness endued. If we were not, would seem to smile the less. Of all that flattered, follow'd, sought, and sued ; This is to be alone ; this, this is solitude ! Stanza 26. Pass we the joys and sorrows sailors find, Coop'd in their winged sea-girt citadel. The foul, the fair, the contrary, the kind. As breezes rise and fall, and billows swell. Till on some jocund morn — lo, land ! and all is well. Stanza 28. Brisk confidence still best with woman copes ; Pique her and soothe in turn, soon passion crowns thy hopes. Stanza 34. Fair Greece ! sad relic of departed worth ! Immortal, though no more ; though fallen, great ! Stanza 73. Quotations from Byron, 171 Hereditary bondsmen ! know ye not Who would be free themselves must strike the blow ? * Canto lu Stanza 76. Oh Love ! young Love ! bound in thy rosy band, Let sage or cynic prattle as he will, These hours, and only these, redeem lifers years of ill ! Stan%a 81. Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child ! Ada ! sole daughter of my house and heart ? When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smiled, And then we parted ; — not as now we part. But with a hope. Canto III, Stanza i. I am as a weed. Flung from the rock, on ocean's foam to sail. Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail. Stanza 2. Years steal Fire from the mind as vigour from the limb ; And life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim. Stanza 8. * These lines will be remembered by many readers as having been frequently used in the oratorical displays of the late Mr. Daniel O'Connell. 172 Quotations from Byron. But who can view the ripen 'd rose, nor seek To wear it ? Who can curiously behold The smoothness and the sheen of beauty's cheek. Nor feel the heart can never all grow old ? Canto HI. Stanza 1 1 . There was a sound of revelry by right,* And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and blight The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell. Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell ; But hush 1 hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell ! Stanza 2 I. I have not loved the world, nor the world me ; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee. Nor coinM my cheek to smiles, nor cried aloud In worship of an echo ; in the crowd They could not deem me one of such ; I stood Among them, but not of them. Stanza 113. * The ball given at Brussels on the evening preceding the conflict was attended by a number of the officers In the Duke of Wellington's army ; it has been said, that so hasty was the summons from Brussels, that some of them appeared on the field of Waterloo in their ball dresses. Quotations from Byron, 173 The child of love, though born in bitterness, And nurtured in convulsion ; of thy sire, These were the elements, and thine no less. As yet such are around thee, but thy fire Shall be more temper'd, and thy hope far higher. Sweet be thy cradled slumbers ! o'er the sea And from the mountains where I now respire, Fain would I waft such blessing upon thee, As, with a sigh, I deem thou might'st have been to me ! * Canto III. Stanza 118. And be the Spartan's epitaph on me — *' Sparta hath many a worthier son than he." t Canto ir. Stanza 10. Perchance she died in youth ; it may be, bow'd With woes far heavier than the ponderous tomb That weigh'd upon her gentle dust, a cloud Might gather o'er her beauty, and a gloom In her dark eye, prophetic of the doom Heaven gives its favourites — early death. J Stanza 102. * These, the concluding lines of the third canto, are addressed by the noble poet to his daughter, whom he apostrophizes at the commencement of the canto, — "Ada 1 sole daughter of my house and heart," as previously quoted. f The reply of the Spartan mother to those who spoke in eulogy of her dead son. J This is a reference to Cecilia Metella, " the wealthi- est Roman's wife," whose tomb Lord Byron has been describing. 174 Quotations from Byron, Then turn we to her latest tribune's name, From her ten thousand tyrants turn to thee, Redeemer of dark centuries of shame — The friend of Petrarch — hope of Italy — Rienzi ! last of Romans ! while the tree Of freedom's wither' d trunk puts forth a leaf. Even for thy tomb a garland let it be — The forum's champion, and the people's chief — Her new-born Numa thou — with reign, alas 1 too brief.* Canto IF. Stanza 114. I see before me the Gladiator lie ; He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony. And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one. Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. Stanza 140. Hark 1 forth from the abyss a voice proceeds, A long low distant murmur of dread sound, Such as arises when a nation bleeds * The reader is referred to the pages of Gibbon for a narrative of the chequered career of Rienzi, the great Roman tribune. Quotations from Byron, 175 With some deep and immedicable wound ; Through storm and darkness yawns the rending ground, The gulf is thick with phantoms, but the chief Seems royal still, though with her head discrown'd. And pale, but lovely, with maternal grief She clasps a babe, to whom her breast yields no relief.* Canto ir. Stanza 167. There is a pleasure in the pathless woods. There is a rapture on the lonely shore. There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar : I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before. To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal. Stan%a 178. And I have loved thee. Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles onward : — from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, * These touching lines refer to the death of the Prin- cess Charlotte, who expired in 1817, to the heartfelt grief of the nation. 176 Qjiotations from Byron. For I was as It were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. Canto IV. Stan%a 184. DON JUAN. *Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark Bay deep-mouth'd welcome as we draw near home ; 'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come ; 'Tis sweet to be awaken'd by the lark, Or lulPd by falling waters ; sweet the hum Of bees, the voice of girls, the song of birds, The lisp ot children, and their earliest words. Sweet is the vintage, when the showering grapes In Bacchanal profusion reel to earth, Purple and gushing : sweet are our escapes From civic revelry to rural mirth ; Sweet to the miser are his glittering heaps ; Sweet to the father is his first-born's birth ; Sweet is revenge — especially to women, Pillage to soldiers, prize-money to seamen. Canto I. Stanzas 123, 124. Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence ; man may range Quotations from Byron^ 177 The court, camp, church, the vessel, and the mart, Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart, And few there are whom these cannot estrange ; Men have all these resources, we but one, To love again, and be again undone. Canto I, Stanza 194. I was most ready to return a blow. And would not brook at all this sort of thing. In my hot youth, when George the Third was king. Stanza 212. So for a good old-gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avarice. Stanza 216. Oh ye ! who teach the ingenuous youth of nations — Holland, France, England, Germany, or Spain — I pray ye flog them upon all occasions. It mends their morals — never mind the pain. Canto II, Stanza I. Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell — Then shriek'd the timid, and stood still the brave, — Then some leap'd overboard with dreadful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave ; And the sea yawn'd around her like a hell, And down she suck'd with her the whirling wave, N 1 7^ ^ Quotations from Byron, Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die. Canto II, Stan%a 52. And thus like to an angel o'er the dying Who die in righteousness, she lean'd. Stanza 144. Ceres presents a plate of vermicelli, — For love must be sustained like flesh and blood — ■ While Bacchus pours out wine, or hands a jelly : Eggs, oysters, too, are amatory food. Stanza 170. Man, being reasonable, must get drunk ; The best of life is but intoxication : Glory, the grape, love, gold, in these are sunk The hopes of all men, and of every nation : Without their sap, how branchless were the trunk Of life's strange tree, so fruitful on occasion : But to return, — -Get very drunk ; and when You wake with headach, you shall see what then. Stanza 179. An infant, when it gazes on a light, A child, the moment when it drains the breast, A devotee when soars the host in sight. An Arab with a stranger for a guest, A sailor when the prize has struck in fight, A miser filling his most hoarded chest. Quotations from Byron, 179 Feel rapture, but not such true joy are reaping As they who watch o'er what they love while sleeping. Canto lu Stanza 196. Alas I the love of women ! it is known To be a lovely and a fearful thing ; For all of theirs upon that die is thrown, And if 'tis lost, life hath no more to bring To them but mockeries of the past alone, And their revenge is as the tiger's spring, Deadly, and quick, and crushing ; yet, as real Torture is theirs — what they inflict they feel ! Stanza 199. O love ! what is it in" this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved ? Ah! why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh ! As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers. And place them on their breast — but place to die — Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within our bosoms but to perish. Canto III. Stanza 2. And as the spot where they appear he nears, Surprised at these unwonted signs of idling, He hears, alas I no music of the spheres. But an unhallow'd, earthly sound of fiddling. Stanza 28. i8o Quotations from Byron, The cubless tigress in her jungle raging Is dreadful to the shepherd and the flock ; The ocean, when its yeasty war is waging, Is awful to the vessel near the rock ; But violent things will sooner bear assuaging, Their fury being spent by its own shock, Than the stern, single, deep, and wordless ire Of a strong human heart, and in a sire. Canto III, Stanza 58. A lady with her daughters or her nieces Shine like a guinea and seven-shilling pieces. Stanza 60. The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, — Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung 1 Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. Stanza 86. Some kinder casuists are pleased to say, In nameless print, that I have no devotion ; But set those persons down with me to pray. And you shall see who has the properest notion Of getting into heaven the shortest way ; My altars are the mountains and the ocean, Earth, air, stars, — all that springs from the great Whole, Who hath produced and will receive the soul. Stanza 1 04. Quotations from Byron, i8i Oh, Hesperus ! thou bringest all good things — Home to the weary, to the hungry cheer. To the young bird the parents' brooding wings, The welcome stall to the o'erlabour'd steer ; Whatever of peace about our hearthstone clings, Whate'er our household gods protect of dear. Are gathered round us by thy look of rest ; Thou bring' st the child, too, to the mother's breast. Canto III. Stanza 107. These two hated with a hate Found only on the stage, and each more pained With this his tuneful neighbour than his fate ; Sad strife arose, for they were so cross-grain' d. Instead of bearing up without debate. That each puU'd different ways with many an oath, " Arcades ambo," id est — blackguards both. Canto IF, Stanza 93. I've stood upon Achilles' tomb. And heard Troy doubted : time will doubt of Rome. Stanza loi. Of all appeals — although I grant the power of pathos, and of gold. Of beauty, flattery, threats, a shilling, — no Method's more sure at moments to take hold Of the best feelings of mankind, which grow More tender as we every day behold, 1 82 Quotations from Byron, Than that all-softening, overpowering knell, The tocsin of the soul — the dinner bell. Canto V, Stanza 49. Heroic, stoic Cato, the sententious, Who lent his lady to his friend HortensIuvS. Canto ru Stanza 7. I love the sex, and sometimes would reverse The tyrant's wish, " that mankind only had One neck, which he with one fell stroke might pierce;" My wish is quite as wide, but not so "bad. And much more tender on the whole than fierce ; It being (not now, but only while a lad) . That womankind had but one rosy mouth. To kiss them all at once, from north to south. Stanza 27. Newton (that proverb of the mind), alas ! Declared with all his grand discoveries recent, That he himself felt only " like a youth Picking up shells by the great ocean, Truth/' Canto ni. Stanza 5. As fall the dews on quenchless sands. Blood only serves to wash Ambition's hands. Canto IX, Stanza 59. Kill a man's family, and he may brook It, Quotations from Byron. 183 But keep your hands out of his breeches' pocket. Canto X Stanza 79. Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is pass'd in sleep. Canto xiF, Stanza 3. Alas ! worlds fall — and woman, since she fell'd The world (as since that, history, less polite Than true, hath been a creed so strictly held), Has not yet given up the practice quite. Poor thing of usages ! coerced — compelled, Victim when wrong, and martyr oft when right, Condemned to child-bed, as men for their sins Have shaving, too, entailed upon their chins, — A daily plague, which, in the aggregate. May average on the whole with parturition. Stanzas 23, 24. 'Tis strange, but true ; for truth is always strange ; Stranger than fiction. Stanza lOi. THE ISLAND. Sublime tobacco ! which from east to west, Cheers the tar's labour or the Turkman's rest ; Which on the Moslem's ottoman divides 184 Quotations from Byron, His hours, and rivals opium and his brides ; Magnificent in Stamboul, but less grand, Though not less loved, in Wapping or the Strand : Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe, When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe ; Like other charmers, wooing the caress More dazzlingly when daring in full dress ; Yet thy true lovers more admire by far Thy naked beauties — give me a cigar ! Canto II. Stanza 19. THE GIAOUR. He who hath bent him o'er the dead. Ere the first day of death is fled. The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air. The rapture of repose that's there. Lines 68-75. Shrine of the mighty ! can it be. That this is all remains of thee ? Lines 106, 107. Quotations from Byron, 1 85 Gayer insects fluttering by- Ne'er droop the wing o'er those that die, And loveHer things have mercy shown To every failing but their own, And every woe a tear can claim. Except an erring sister's shame. Lines 416-421. THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS. Ah ! were I sever'd from thy side, Where were thy friend, and who my guide ? Years have not seen — time shall not see The hour that tears my soul from thee. Canto u Stanza 1 1 THE CORSAIR. She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife. Canto L Stanza 3. Such hath it been — shall be — ^beneath the sun The many still must labour for the one.* Stanza 8. * " Well, let the world change on, — still must endure While earth is earth, one changeless race, the poor ! " SirE, Bulwer Lytton, The New Timon. Pa?'i i. Stanza i. i86 Quotations from Byron, There was a laughing devil in his sneer, That raised emotions both of rage and fear ; And where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope withering fled, and mercy sighed farewell. Canto I, Stanza 9. ENGLISH BARDS AND SCOTCH REVIEWERS. *Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print ; A book's a book, although there's nothing in't. Lines 51, 52, Unhappy White ! while life was in its spring. And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, The spoiler swept that soaring lyre away. Which else had sounded an immortal lay. O ! what a noble heart was here undone. When Science' self destroyed her favourite son ! Yes, she too much indulged thy fond pursuit. She sow'd the seeds, but death has reap'd the fruit. 'T was thine own genius gave the final blow. And help'd to plant the wound that laid thee low : So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain. No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart. And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart ; Quotations from Byron, 187 Keen were his pangs, but keener far to feel He nursed the pinion which impelPd the steel ; While the same plumage that had warm'd his nest Drank the last life-drop of his bleeding breast.* Lines 815-832. Yet truth will sometimes lend her noblest fires. And decorate the verse herself inspires ; This fact, in Virtue's name, let Crabbe attest ; Though Nature's sternest painter, yet the best. Lines 839-842. There's not a joy the world can give Like that it takes away. Stanzas for Music, * These lines, not excelled in imagery by anything in the works of the noble poet, refer to Henry KIrke White, whose death was accelerated by too close an application to study. On account of the fame acquired by this portion of the poem, the extract containing the allusion to Kirke White is given in its entirety. The idea here conveyed is imitated by Moore in his " Corruption — an Epistle," lines 95.98— " Like a young eagle, who has lent his plume To fledge the shaft by which he meets his doom ; See their own feathers pluck'd, to wing the dart Which rank corruption destines for their heart." 1 88 Quotations from Byron. She was his life, The ocean to the river of his thoughts. The Dream. Stanza 2. A change came o'er The spirit of my dream. The Dream. The commencing line of Stanzas 3/08. Yes ! where is he, the champion and the child * Of all that's great or little, wise or wild ? Whose game was empires, and whose stakes were thrones, Whose table earth — whose dice were human bones ? The Age of Bronze. Stanza 3. * Napoleon Buonaparte. S w i/t. I've often wish'd that I had cleai, For life, six hundred pounds a year, A handsome house to lodge a friend, A river at my garden's end, A terrace walk, and half a rood Of land, set out to plant a wood. Imitation of Part of the Sixth Satire of the Second Book of Horace, Lines i -6. This was a visionary scheme. He wak'd, and found it but a dream ; A project far above his skill ; For nature must be nature still. Cadenus and Vanessa, Lines 584-587. 'Tis an old maxim in the schools. That flattery is the food of fools ; Yet now and then your men of wit. Will condescend to take a bit. Ibid, Lines 7 58-76 1. 1 9 o Quotations from Swift, Then, rising with Aurora's light, The Muse invok'd, sit down to write ; Blot out, correct, insert, refine, Enlarge, diminish, interline ; Be mindful, when invention fails. To scratch your head, and bite your nails. On Poetry. Lines 85-90. He has more goodness in his little finger than you have in your whole body. Mary the Cookmatd's Letter to Dr. Shertdan. I love to tell truth and shame the devil.* Ibid. In all distresses of our friends. We first consult our private ends ; While Nature, kindly bent to ease us, Points out some circumstance to please us.t On the Death of Dr. Swift. Lines 7-1 0. * See also Quotations from Shakspere, Henry IV., Part I. This and the quotation immediately preceding it from Mary's Letter, are proverbial expressions, probably in use long prior to the days of either Swift or Shakspere. The Dean's writings abound with old proverbs : most of those in familiar use in his day will be found in his "Polite Conversation." f An adaptation of the well-known maxim of Roche- toucault, "Dans Tadversite de nos meilleurs amis, nous Quotations from Swift. 19 1 Fluttering spread thy purple pinions, Gentle Cupid o'er my heart ; I, a slave in thy dominions ; Nature must give way to art.* ji Love Song in the Modern Taste* trouvons toujours quelque chose, qui ne nous deplait pas." Of all the poems of the Dean, these on his own death appear, according to Mr. Nichols, who revised an edition of Swift's works in nineteen volumes, to have suffered the greatest mutilations. The copy, however, from which the extract here given is made, is, Mr. Nichols says, ** agreeable to Mr. Faulkner's copy, which was printed by Faulkner with the Dean's express permission.'' * Written as a burlesque on the mawkish amatory poems so rife at the period. It has sometimes been attri- buted to Pope, and appears in some editions of his works as ** A Song by a Person of Quality." The reader will find this ** Love Song " in Pickering's Edition of Swift's Poetical Works, 3 vols, ixmo, 1833. Scott. MARMION. *T Is an old tale, and often told ; But did my fate and wish agree, Ne'er had been read, in story old, Of maiden true betray'd for gold, That loved, or was avenged, like me. Canto II. Stanza 27. Where shall the lover rest, Whom the fates sever. From his true maiden's breast. Parted for ever ? Where, through groves deep and high, Sounds the far billow. Where early violets die Under the willow. Canto in. Stanza 10. Quotations from Scott. 193 Thus oft it haps, that when within. They shrink at sense of secret sin, A feather daunts the brave ; A fool's wild speech confounds the wise, And proudest princes veil their eyes, Before their meanest slave. Canio III, Stanza 14. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, Where the huge castle holds its state, And all the steep slope down, Whose ridgy back heaves to the sky, Piled deep and massy, close and high. Mine own romantic town ! Canto ir. Stanza 3 c. Where's the cowar^ that would not dare To light for such a land ! IMd. Lightly from fair to fair he flew. And loved to plead, lament, and sue ; — Suit lightly won, and short-lived pain. For monarchs seldom sigh in vain. Canto r. Stanza 9. For monarchs ill can rivals brook, Even in a word, or smile, or look. Stanza 13. o 194 Quotations from Scott, Still linger, in our northern clime, Some remnants of the good old time. Introduction to Canto Fi, And darest thou then To beard the lion in his den, The Douglas in his hall ? Canto FI, Stan%a 14. O, what a tangled web we weave When first we practise to deceive ! Stanza ij. Another sight had seen that mom, From Fate's dark book a leaf been torn, And Flodden had been Bannockbum ! Stanza 20. At times one warning trumpet blown, At times a stifled hum. Told England, from his mountain throne, King James did Vushing come. Stanza 25. O, woman 1 In our hours of ease. Uncertain, coy, and hard to please. And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made : Quotations from Scott. 195 When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou ! Canto Fh Sianza 30. With dying hand, above his head. He shook the fragment of his blade, And shouted " Victory ! — Charge, Chester, charge ! on, Stanley, on ! " Were the last words of Marmion. Stanza 32. Still from the sire the son shall hear Of the stern strife, and carnage drear, Of Flodden's fatal field, Where shiver'd was fair Scotland's spear. And broken was her shield ! Stanza 34. To all, to each, a fair good night. And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light. Concluding Lines. LAY OF THE LAST MINSTREL. The last of all the Bards was he Who sung of Border chivalry. Introduction. Lines 7, i 196 Quotations from Scott, If thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moonlight. Canto II. Stanza i. O fading honours of the dead ! high ambition, lowly laid ! Stanza i o. 1 cannot tell how the truth may be ; 1 say the tale as 't was said to me. Stanza 22. In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed ; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed ; In halls, in gay attire is seen ; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove. And men below, and saints above; For love is heaven, and heaven is love. Canto III. Stanza 2 Her blue eyes sought the west afar, For lovers love the western star. Stanza 24. Sweet Teviot ! on thy silver tide, The glaring bale-fires blaze no more : No longer steel-clad warriors ride Along thy wild and willow'd shore. Canto /r. Stanza i. Quotations from Scott. 197 NeVr Was flattery lost on Poet's ear : A simple race ! they waste their toil For the vain tribute of a smile. Conclusion of Canto if. True love's the gift which God has given To man alone beneath the heaven . It is not fantasy's hot fire. Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly : It liveth not in fierce desire, With dead desire it doth not die ; It is the secret sympathy, The silver link, the silken tie, Which heart to heart, and mind to mind. In body and in soul can bind. Canto F, Stanza I 3 . His Bilboa blade, by marchmen felt. Hung in a broad and studded belt ; Hence, in rude phrase, the Borderers still Caird noble Howard, Belted Will. Stanza 16. Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said. This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd. As home his footsteps he hath turn'd. From wandering on a foreign strand ! Canto Fi. Stanza I. 198 Quotations from Scott. Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung. Canto ri. Stanza 1. O Caledonia ! stern and wild. Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood. Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand ! Stanza 2. THE LADY OF THE LAKE. In listening mood she seemed to stand. The guardian Naiad of the strand. Canto /. Stanza 1 7. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o*er, Dream of fighting fields no more : Quotations from Scott. 199 Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. Canto /. Stanza 31, Some feelings are to mortals given, With less of earth in them than heaven ; And if there be a human tear From passion's dross refined and clear, A tear so limpid and so meek. It would not stain an angel's cheek, 'Tis that which pious fathers shed Upon a duteous daughter's head ! Canto II. Stanza 22. Like the dew on the mountain, Like the foam on the river. Like the bubble on the fountain. Thou art gone and for ever ! Canto III. Stanza 16. Love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears. Canto IF, Stanza I, These are Clan-Alpine's warriors true. And, Saxon, I am Roderick Dhu 1 Canto y. Stanza 9. Who o'er the herd would wish to reign. Fantastic, fickle, fierce, and vain ! 200 Qtiotations from Scott. Vain as the leaf upon the stream, And fickle as a changeful dream ; Fantastic as a woman's mood, And fierce as Frenzy's fever'd blood. Thou many-headed monster-thing, O who would wish to be thy king ! Canto r. Stanza 30« O ! many a shaft, at random sent. Finds mark the archer little meant ; And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken ! Tlje Lord of the Isles. Cantor. Stanza iS. Where lives the man that has not tried, How mirth can into folly glide, And folly into sin ! The Bridal of Trlermain. Canto /. Stanza 2 i B la ir. THE GRAVE. The Grave, dread thing ! Men shiver when thou'rt named ; Nature, appallM, Shakes off her wonted firmness. Lines 9-11. Oft in the lone church-yard at night I Ve seen. By glimpse of moonshine, chequ'ring through the trees, The school-boy, with his satchel in his hand. Whistling aloud to bear his courage up. Lines 56-59. Friendship ! mysterious cement of the soul ! Sweet' ner of life I and solder of society ! Lines 88, 89. Of joys departed. Not to return, how painful the remembrance ! Lines 109, 1 10. 202 Quotations from Blair. If death were nothing, and nought after death ; If when men died, at once they ceas'd to be, Returning to the barren womb of nothing, Whence first they sprung, then might the debauchee, UntrembHng, mouth the heavens ; then might the drunkard Reel over his full bowl, and when 'tis drained, Fill up another to the brim, and laugh At the poor bugbear Death. Lhes 38 2-3 89. Self-murder ! name it not ; our island's shame ; That makes her the reproach of neighb'ring states. Lines 403, 404. The good he scorn'd. Stalk' d off reluctant, like an ill-used ghost Not to return ; or, if it did, its visits Like those of angels, short and far between.* Lines 586-589. * " Like angel-visits, few and far between." See Quotations from Campbell. Sheridan. No scandal about Queen Elizabeth 1 hope. The Critic, Act //. Scene i. Where they do agree on the stage, Their unanimity is wonderful. Ihid, Act 11. Scene 2. You are not like Cerberus, three gentlemen at once, are you ? The Rivals. Act ir. Scene 2. The quarrel is a very pretty quarrel as it stands. 3id, Act /r. Scene 3. My valour is certainly going ! it is sneaking ofF! I feel it oozing out, as it were, at the palms of my hands. Jhid, Act r. Scene 3. I own the soft impeachment. IliJ. 204 Quotations from Sheridan. When you shall see them on a beautiful quarto page, where a neat rivulet of text shall meander through a meadow of margin. School for Scandal. Act i. Scene i. I'm called away by particular business, but I leave my character behind me. Jl^id. Act //. Scene 2. Here 's to the maiden of bashful fifteen ; Here 's to the widow of fifty ; Here's to the flaunting extravagant quean; And here's to the housewife that's thrifty. Let the toast pass ; Drink to the lass ; I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass. Ibid. Act III, Scene 3. p nor. No longer shall the boddlce aptly laced, From thy full bosom to thy slender waist. That air and harmony of shape express, Fine by degrees and beautifully less."^ Henry and Emma, X/Wx 427-430. Variety alone gives joy. The sweetest meats the soonest cloy. The Turtle and Sparronv. Lines 232, 233. Be to her virtues very kind, Be to her faults a little blind. An English Padlock, Concluding Lines, * This line is, in most cases where it is used, given wrongly thus — " Small hy degrees and beautifully less." Pope has a somewhat similar line in Moral Essays, Epistle ii., line 43 — ** Fine by defect, and delicately weak." 2o6 Quotations from Prior, The man who by his labour gets His bread, in independent state, Who never begs, and seldom eats, Himself can fix, or change his fate. The Old Gentry. Smile on the work, be to her merits kind, And to her faults, whateVr they are, be blind. Prologue to the Royal Mischief.^ Now fitted the halter, now travers'd the cart, And often took leave, but was loth to depart."}" The Thief and the Cordelier, A Ballad. Who breathes must suffer; and who thinks, must mourn ; And he alone is bless'd, who ne'er was born. Solomon on the Vanity of the World. Book III. Lines 240, 241. Nobles and heralds by your leave. Here lies what once was Matthew Prior; * " The Royal Mischief," a Tragedy, was written by Mrs. Manley, authoress of " The Lost Lover," and other plays, all unknown on the modern stage. f This ballad does not appear in all editions of Prior's works. It is quoted here from a lamo edition, entitled, ** Poems on several occasions by the late Matthew PriorJ Esq., London. Printed for J. and R. Tonson and S^ Draper and H. Lintot, 1754." ^ Quotations from Prior* 207 The son of Adam and of Eve, Can Bourbon or Nassau claim higher ? Epitaph on Himself, To John I owed great obligation ; But John unhappily thought fit To publish it to all the nation ; Sure John and 1 are more than quit. An Epigram* Young. NIGHT THOUGHTS. Tired Nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep 1 He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes. Night /. Lines 1-3. Night, sable goddess ! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumb'ring world. Lines 18-20. The bell strikes one. We take no note of time But from its loss : to give it then a tongue Is wise in man. Lines SS'Sl' And can eternity belong to me, Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour. Lines 66, 67. Quotations from Young, 209 Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thv shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain ! * Night /. Lines 212, 213. Be wise to-day ; ^tis madness to defer ; Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time — Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene. Lines 390-396. At thirty, man suspects himself a fool, Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; At fifty, chides his infamous delay. Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve. In all the magnanimity of thought ; Resolves, and re-resolves, then dies the same. And why ? because he thinks himself immortal. All men think all men mortal but themselves. Lines 417-424. Who does the best his circumstance allows, Does well, acts nobly ; angels could no more. Night //. Lines 90, 91. * Alluding to three deaths in his own family, which had occurred within a short time of each other. P 210 Quotations from Young. The man who consecrates his hours By vig'rous effort and an honest aim, At once he draws the sting of hfe and death ; He walks with Nature, and her paths are peace. Night 11. Lines 185-188. Time flies, death urges, knells call, Hell threatens. Heaven invites. Lines 291, 292. Lovely in death the beauteous ruin lay ; And if in death still lovely, lovelier there. Far lovelier ! Pity swells the tide of love. Night III. Lines 1 04- 106. Man wants but lltde, nor that little long :* How soon must he resign his very dust, Which frugal nature lent him for an hour ! Night I y. Lines I lS-120. A God all mercy is a God unjust. Line 234. 'Tis impious in a good man to be sad. Line 676. * " Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long." See Quotations from Goldsmith. Quotations from Toung, 2 1 1 Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die. Night IF, Line 843. By night an atheist half believes a God Night r. Line 177. Less base the fear of death than fear of life ; O, Britain ! infamous for suicide ! An island, in thy manners, far disjoin'd From the whole world of rationals beside ! Lines 441-444. Talents angel-bright, If wanting worth, are shining instruments In false ambition's hand, to finish faults Illustrious, and give infamy renown. Night VI, Lines 273-276. Virtue alone outbuilds the Pyramids ; Her monuments shall last, when Egypt's fall. Lines 314, 315. If a man loses all when life is lost, He lives a coward, or a fool expires. A daring infidel (and such there are. From pride, example, lucre, rage, revenge, Or pure heroical defect of thought), Of all earth's madmen, most deserves a chain. Night VII, Lines 1 99-204. 212 Quotations from Toung. An undevout astronomer is mad. Night IX. Line 772. Retire ; the world shut out ; thy thoughts cali home ; Imagination's airy wing repress. Lines 144O, 1441. The love of praise, howe'er conceal'd by art, Reigns more or less, and glows in ev'ry heart. The Love of Fame. Satire J. Lines 51, 52. The man who builds, and wants wherewith to pay, Provides a home from which to run away. Ibid. Lines 171, 172. Be wise with speed; A fool at forty is a fool indeed. Ibid. Satire 11, Lines 282, 283. One to destroy, is murder by the law ; And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe ; To murder thousands, takes a specious name, War*s glorious art, and gives immortal fame.* Ibid, Satire rir. Lines 55-58. * " One murder made a villain, Millions a hero." See Quotations from Bishop Porteus. Quotations from Toung, 213 How commentators each dark passage shun, And hold their farthing candle to the sun.* The Love of Fame, Satire ni. Lines 97, 98. Though man sits still and takes his ease ; God is at work on man ; No means, no moment unemploy'd, To bless him, if he can. Resignation, Part i. Stanza 119. Their feet, through faithless leather, meet the dirt. And oftener chang'd their principles than shirt. Epistle /. to Pope. Lines 277, 278. Souls made of fire, and children of the sun. With whom revenge is virtue. Tragedy of the Revenge. Act v. Scene 2. A lion preys not upon carcasses. Ihid, * Oh rather give me commentators plain, Who, with no deep researches vex the brain ; Who, from the dark and doubtful love to run. And hold their glimmering tapers to the sun. Crahbe. Introduction to the Parish Register. Lines 89-92. Armstrong. > •»♦• < This restless world Is full of chances, which by habit's power To learn to bear is easier than to shun. Act of Preserving Health, Book 2. Lines 474-476. *Tis not for mortals always to be blest. Ibid, Book 4. Line 2 60. Thus, in his graver vein, the friendly sage, Sometimes declaimed. Of right and wrong he taught Truths as refin'd as ever Athens heard ; And, strange to tell, he practis'd what he preached. Ibid. Book 4. Lines 302-305. Pleasure unmix'd and without thorn the rose. Economy of Love, Line 303. Bishop Porteus. DEATH, A Poem. In sober state, Through the sequester'd vale of rural life, The venerable patriarch guileless held The tenor of his way.* Lines 108-1 1 1. One murder made a villain, Millions a hero.t Princes were privileged To kill, and numbers sanctified the crime. Ah ! why will kings forget that they are men, And men that they are brethren ? Lines 154-158. * " Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way." Grays Elegy, See Quotations from Gray. f A similar idea is conveyed in Young, " The Love of Fame," satire vii. lines 55-58.— See Quotations from Young. 2i6 Quotations from Porteus* War its thousands slays, Peace its ten thousands. Line ijS. Thou, Whom soft-eyed Pity once led down from Heaven To bleed for Man, to teach him how to live. And oh ! still harder lesson, how to die ! * Lines 3 1 6-3 1 9. * " There taught us how to live, and (oh I too high The price for knowledge) taught us how to die.' TickeWs Lines on the Death of Addison, Scriptural Quotations^ GENESIS. In the sweat of thy face \ shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground ; for out of it wast thou taken ; for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return. J Chap. in. Verse 19. Am I my brother's keeper ? Chap. IV. Verse 9. * The facility afforded for references to the Holy Scriptures through the various Concordances, renders it unnecessary to insert here more than a few of the most salient passages. Did not these facilities exist, a volume such as this might easily be compiled consisting solely of quotations constantly in use, from the Old and New Testaments. f Not in the sweat of thy broiVy as it Is ofttimes quoted. J Man shall turn again into dust. Job chap, xxxiv. Ferse 15. 2i8 Quotations from Scripture. Whoso sheddeth man's blood, by man shall his blood be shed. Chap, ix. Verse 6. His hand will be against every man, and every man's hand against him. Chap, xvi. Verse 12. Then shall ye bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave. Chap, xlii. Verse 38. Unstable as water, thou shah not excel. Chap, XLix. Verse 4. EXODUS. A land flowing, with milk and honey.* Chap. III. Verse 8. DEUTERONOMY. Life shall go for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot. Chap, XIX. Verse 21. * See also Exodus iii. 17; xiii. 5; xxxiii. 3. Jeremiah xi. 5 ; xxxii. 22. Ezekiel xx. 6, 15. Quotations from Scripture, 219 He kept him as the apple of his eye. Chap. XXXII. Verse 10. I. SAMUEL. Quit yourselves like men.* Chap. IV. Verse 9. The Lord hath sought him a man after his own heart. Chap, xiii. Verse 14. II. SAMUEL. Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Askelon. Chap. i. Verse 20. Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their death they were not divided. Chap I. Verse 23. How are the mighty fallen ! Chap, I. Verses 2 5 and 2 7. * " Quit you like men, be strong.'* — i Corinthians xvi. 13. 220 Quotations from Scripture. Thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women. Chap. i. Verse 26. I. KINGS. Israel shall be a proverb and a by- word among all people. Chap. ix. Verse 7. My father hath chastised you with whips, but I will chastise you with scorpions.* Chap, XII. Verses 1 1 and 1 4. How long halt ye between two opinions ? Chap, XYiu, Verse 21. And after the fire a still small voice. Chap, XIX. Verse 12. II. KINGS. Now, behold, thou trustest upon the staff of this bruised reed. Chap, xviii. Verse 21. * See also 2 Chronicles x. 11-14. Quotations from Scripture. 221 ESTHER. Let it be written among the laws of the Persians and the Medes that it be not altered. Chap. I. Ferse 19. JOB. The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away ; blessed be the name of the Lord. Chap. I. Ferse 21. There the wicked cease from troubling, and there the weary be at rest Chap, in. Ferse 17. Man is born unto trouble, as the sparks fly upward. Chap. V. Ferse 7. Miserable comforters are ye all. Chap. XVI. Ferse 2. His confidence shall be rooted out of his tabernacle ; and it shall bring him to the king of terrors. Chap. xvm. Ferse 14. Oh that one would hear me ! behold my desire is, 222 Quotations from Scripture, that the Almighty would answer me, and that mine adversary had written a book.* Chap, XXXI. Verse 35. PSALMS. The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places. Psalm XVI. Verse 6. The earth is the Lord's, and the fulness thereof.-}- Psalm XXIV. Verse I. I have been young, and now am old : yet, have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread. Psalm xxxvii. Verse 25. So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom. Psalm xc. Verse 12. . Wine that maketh glad the heart of man. Psalm CIV. Verse 1 5. * " Oh that my words were now written ! oh that they were printed in a book !" — ^JoB xix. 23. •\ See also Psalm 1. 12 ; Ixxxix. ii j and i Corinthians X. 26, 28. Quotations from Scripture. 223 They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters; these see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep. Psalm cvii. Verse 23. They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. Psalm cxxvi. Verse 5. As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man, so are children of the youth. Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them ; they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate. Psalm cxxvii. Verses 4 and 5. Thy wife shall be as a fraitful vine by the sides of thine house ; thy children like olive plants round about thy table. Psalm cxxviii. Verse 3. Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity ! Psalm cxxxiii. Verse i. If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning 1 Psalm cxxxvii. Verse 5. I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Psalm cxxxix. Verse 14. 224 Quotations from Scripture, Put not your trust in princes. * Psalm cxLvi. Verse 3. PROVERBS. The fear of the Lord is the beginning of know- ledge, but fools despise wisdom and instruction. Chap. I. Verse 7. Wisdom crieth without ; she uttereth her voice in the streets. Chap, i. Verse 20. Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace. Chap, iii. Verse 17. Can a man take fire in his bosom, and his clothes not be burned? Chap. vi. Verse 27. Stolen waters are sweet, and bread eaten in secret is pleasant. Chap. ix. Verse 17. In the multitude of counsellors there is safety, f Chap. XI. Verse 14. * " It is better to trust in the Lord than to put confi- dence in princes." — Psalm cxviii. 9. f See also chap. xxiv. 6. Quotations from Scripture. 225 A righteous man regardeth the life of his beast. Chap, XII. Verse 10. Hope deferred maketh the heart sick. Chap, XIII. Verse 12, A soft answer turneth away wrath. Chap. XV. Verse I. Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and hatred therewith. Chap, xv. Verse 17. Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall. Chap, xvi. Verse 1 8. He that hath pity upon the poor, lendeth unto the Lord : and that which he hath given will he pay him again. Chap, xix. Verse 17. Train up a child in the way he should go ; and when he is old he will not depart from it. Chap, XXII. Verse 6. A whip for the horse, a bridle for the ass, and a rod for the fool's back. Chap, xxvi. Verse 3. Boast not thyself of to-morrow ; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth. Chap. XXVII. Verse I. 2 26 Quotations from Scripture. Give me neither poverty nor riches ; feed me with food convenient for me. Chap. XXX. Verse 8. ECCLESIASTES. Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities ; all is vanity.* Chap. I. Verse 2. There is no new thing under the sun. Chap, I. Verse 9. All is vanity and vexation of spirit. Chap, I. Verse 14. For in much wisdom is much grief; and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow. Chap. I. Verse 18. A living dog is better than a dead lion. Chap, IX. Verse 4. The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong. Chap. ix. Verse it. * See also chapter xii. verse 8. Quotations from Scripture. 227 Woe to thee, O land, when thy king is a child, and thy princes eat in the morning ! Chap, X. Verse 16. Cast thy bread upon the waters ; for thou shalt find it after many days. Chap. XI. Verse I. Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth. Chap. xii. Verse I. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was ; and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it. Chap. XII. Verse 7. Of making many books there is no end ; and much study is a weariness of the flesh. Chap, XII. Verse 12. THE SONG OF SOLOMON. For love is strong as death : jealousy is cruel as the grave. Chap, viii. Verse 6. Many waters cannot quench love. Chap, VIII. Verse 7. 228 Quotations from Scripture. ISAIAH. Watchman, what of the night ? Chap. XXI. Verse 1 1 . Precept upon precept ; line upon line. Chap. XXVIII. Ferse lO. Set thine house in order. Chap. XXXVIII. Ferse I. A bruised reed shall he not break, and the smokin| flax shall he not quench. Chap. XLii. Ferse 3. JEREMIAH. Peace, peace, when there is no peace. Chap. VIII. Ferse 1 1. Is there no balm in Gilead ? is there no physiciai there? Chap. viii. Ferse 22. Can the Ethiojuan change his skin, or the leopan his spots? Chap. xiii. Ferse 23. Quotations from Scripture, 229 E Z E K I E L. And their appearance and their work was as it were a wheel in the middle of a wheel. Chap, I. Verse 16.* DANIEL. Thou art weighed in the balances, and art found wanting. Chap, v. Verse 27. The thing is true, according to the law of the Medes and Persians, which altereth not Chap. VI. Verse 12. ROSEA. For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind. Chap. viii. Verse 7. AMOS. I have made the stink of your camps to come up unto your nostrils. Chap. iv. Verse 10. * See also Ezekiei x. 10. 230 Quotations from Scripture. And ye were as a firebrand plucked out of the burning.* Chap. iv. Verse 1 1 . M I C A H. They shall beat their swords into ploughshares, and their spears into pruning hooks ; nation shall not lift up a sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more. Chap iv. Verse 3. But they shall sit every man under his vine and under his fig-tree. Chap. iv. Verse 4. HABAKKUK. Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it. Chap, 11. Verse 2. MALACHL But unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings. Chap. IV. Verse 2. * Is not this a brand plucked out of the fire ? Zechariah-, chap. in. 'verse 2. Quotations from Scripture. 231 ECCLESIASTICUS (Apocrypha). He that toucheth pitch shall be defiled therewith. Chap. XIII. Verse 1. ST. MATTHEW. Ye cannot serve God and mammon. Chap, VI. Verse 24. Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow ; they toil not, neither do they spin ; and yet I say unto you, that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.* Chap. vi. Verses 28, 29. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. Chap. VI. Verse 34. Judge not, that ye be not judged. Chap, VII. Verse I. Neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you. Chap, vii. Verse 6. * See also St. Luke xii. 27. 232 Quotations from Scripture, For the workman Is worthy of his meat. Chap. X. Verse 10. Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh.* Chap. xii. Verse 34. What therefore God hath joined together let not man put asunder. Chap, xix. Verse 6. Thou hast made them equal unto us, which have borne the burden and heat of the day. Chap, XX. Verse 12. Is it not lawful for me to do what 1 will with mine own ? Chap. xx. Verse 1 5. So the last shall be first, and the first last, for many be called, but few chosen. f Chap. XX. Verse 16. Render therefore unto Caesar the things which are Cassar's and unto God the things that are God's. \ Chap, XXII, Verse 2 I . Ye blind guides ! which strain at a gnat, and swallow a camel. Chap, xxiii. Verse 24. * See also St. Luke vi. 45 . f See St. Mark Ix. 35. J St. Mark xii. 17 j St. Luke xx. 25. Quotations from Scripture, 233 For wheresoever the carcase is, there will the eagles be gathered together. Chap, XXIV. Verse 28. ST. MARK. The sabbath was made for man, and not man for the sabbath. Chap, 11. Verse 27. If a house be divided against itself, that house cannot stand.* Chap. III. Verse 25. And whosoever shall not receive you, nor hear you, when ye depart thence, shake off the dust under your feet for a testimony against them, t Chap, VI. Verse 1 1. ST. LUKE. Physician, heal thyself. Chap, IV. Verse 23. * See St. Matthew xii. 25 ; St. Luke xi. 17. t See St. Matthew x. 14 j St. Luke ix. 5 j Actsxiii. 51. ^2 34 Quotations from Scripture, For the labourer is worthy of his hire.* Chap, X. Verse 7. Go and do thou likewise. Chap. X. Verse 37. Take thine ease, eat, drink, and be merry. Chap, XII. Verse 19. For unto whomsoever much is given, of him shall be much required. Chap, XII. Verse 48. ST. JOHN. Can there any good thing come out of Nazareth ? Chap. I. Verse 46. A prophet hath no honour in his own country, f Chap. IV. Verse 44. * "The labourer is worthy of his reward." — i Timo- thy V. 18. f See also St. Matthew xiii. 57; St. Mark vi. 4j St. Luke iv. 24. 1 Quotations from Scripture, 235 He was a burning and a shining light.* Chap, V. Verse 35. Search the scriptures ; for in them ye think ye have eternal life ; and they are they which testify of me. Chap, V. Verse 39. Judge not according to the appearance. Chap, VII. Verse 24. The night cometh when no man can work. Chap, IX. Verse 4. ACTS. ,^^ OP ,^ For in Him we live, and move, and have our being. Chap. xvii. Verse 28. It is more blessed to give than to receive. Chap, XX. Verse 35. When I have a convenient season, I will call for thee. Chap, xxiv. Verse 25. * That I am here afore thy sight, For gifts and grace ; A burning and a shining light To a' this place. Burns. — Holy Willie* s Prayer 236 Quotations from Scripture. I. CORINTHIANS. I am made all things to all men. Chap, IX. Verse 22. Wherefore let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall. Chap. x. Verse 12. Evil communications corrupt good manners.* Chap. XV. Verse 33. EPHESIANS. Let not the sun go down upon your wrath. Chap, IV. Verse 26. I. THESSALONIANS. But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope. Chap. IV. Verse 13. * From the Greek of Menander. Quotations from Scripture, 237 I. TIMOTHY. Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's sake. Chap, v. Verse 23. For the love of money is the root of all evil. Chap. VI. Verse 10. TITUS. Unto the pure all things are pure. * Chap, I. Verse 15. HEBREWS. For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth.t Chap. xii. Verse 6. Be not forgetful to entertain strangers ; for thereby some have entertained angels unawares. Chap. XIII. Verse 2. * "With the pure thou wilt show thyself pure.*'-— 2 Samuel xxii. 27 ; and Psalms xviii. 26. f See Proverbs iii. 11, 12. 238 Quotations from Scripture. JAMES. Every good gift, and every perfect gift is from above, and Cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning. Chap, 1. Verse 17. Behold, how great a matter a little fire kindleth ! Chap. III. Verse 5. He which converteth the sinner from the error of his way, shall save a soul from death, and shall hide a multitude of sins. Chap, V. Verse 2 0. I. PETER. For charity shall cover the multitude of sins. Chap. IV. Verse 8. II. PETER. For we have not followed cunningly devised fables. Chap. I, Verse 16. Quotations from Scripture, 239 The dog is turned to his own vomit again ; and the sow that was washed, to her wallowing in tlie mire.* Chap. II. Verse 22. REVELATION. He shall rule them with a rod of iron. Chap^ II. Verse 27. The iron entered into his soul. The Booh of Common Prayer. Psalm cv. Verse 18. * "As a dog returneth to his vomit, so a fool re- turneth to his folly. — Proverbs xxvi. 11. Miscellaneous Quotations. RICHARD LOVELACE. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage. To Altheafrom Prison, CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE. Come live with me and be my love. The Passionate Shepherd to his Love, TO BIN. The man that lays his hand upon a woman, Save in the way of kindness, is a wretch Whom 'twere gross flattery to name a coward. The Honey Moon, Act n. Scene i . Miscellaneous Quotations, 241 A woman's honour is her safest guard. The Honey Moon. Act 11. Scene 1, MORTON. What will Mrs. Grundy say ?* Speed the Plough. Act r. Scene I. Approbation from Sir Hubert Stanley is praise indeed. Cure for the Heartache, Act v. Scene 2. SOUTHEY. He pass'd a cottage with a double coach house, A cottage of gentility ; And he own'd with a grin, That his favourite sin, Is pride that apes humility. The Devil's Walk'C * The expression, slightly varied, occurs repeatedly throughout the comedy. f The authorship of this poem was for some time dis- puted. It was at first attributed to Porson ; Coleridge, too, had the questionable honour of its paternity conferred on him ; Southey, however, wrote it, though it seems to be admitted that Coleridge added several stanzas. 242 Miscellaneous Quotations. WOLFE. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him : But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. The Burial of Sir John Moore, COLERIDGE. He went like one that hath been stunned. And is of sense forlorn : A sadder and a wiser man >/ He rose the morrow morn. The Ancient Mariner, Concluding Lines. SOUTHERN. Pity's akin to love. Oroonoko, Act //. Scene I. BICKERSTAFF. [ care for nobody, no, not I, V If no one cares for me. Love in a Village, Act i. Scene 3, Miscellaneous Quotations, 243 LEE. When Greeks joln'd Greeks, then was the tug of war.* Alexander the Great, Act iv. Scene i. CONGREVE. Ferdinand Mendez Pinto was but a type of thee, thou har of the first magnitude ! f LiOije for JLcve, Act 11. Scene I. Music has charms to sooth a savage breast. To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak ; I Ve read that things inanimate have moved, And, as with living souls, have been inform'd. By magic numbers and persuasive sound. The Mourning Bride, Act /. Scene I. * It is very unusual to hear this line correctly used. " When Greek meets Greek, then comes the tug of war," is the way we hear it generally given. j" Ferdinand Mendez Pinto was a celebrated Portu- guese navigator. He published an account of his travels, which contained so much of the marvellous that his name became a by-word for extravagant fiction. 244 Miscellaneous Quotations. Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorn'd. The Mourning Bride, Act in. Scene l. HENRY CAREY* Go, call a coach, and let a coach be called ; And let the man that calls it be the caller ; And in his calling, let him nothing call, But coach, coach, coach ! Oh for a coach, ye gods I Chrononhotonthologosy a Mock Heroic Play. Scene 5. HOME. I found myself As women wish to be who love their lords. Douglas. Act I. Scene I. * The authorship of " God save the King" has been attributed to Carey, but it is now generally admitted that Dr. Bull wrote it. See Quotations from Thomson, foot ' note. Miscellaneous Quotations. 245 KOTZEBUE. There is another and a better world. The Stranger, Act i. Scene I .* CANNING. Story ! God bless you ! I have none to tell, sir.f The Friend of Humanity and the Knife Grinder, from the Poetry of the jintijacobin. * " The Stranger," a play still popular on the stage, is a translation from the German of Kotzebue, by Benja- min Thompson. f Southey's little poem " The Widow," is burlesqued in " The Friend of Humanity and the Knife Grinder." Canning is generally recognised as the author of it, as well as of *' New Morality," from which the two next quota- tions are taken j some portions however of both contribu- tions were, it would seem, written by his editorial coadju- tors in the " Antijacobin." The reader desirous of further information is referred to the reprint of the " Antijaco- bin," a i2mo volume, ably edited by Mr. Charles Edmonds. " The Rovers," in Mr. Edmonds' amusing reprint, is recorded as a joint production of Canning and his literary helpmates, Frere, Gifford, and Ellis 5 it is a burlesque on the German dramatic school. 246 Miscellaneous Quotations, GivQ me th* avow'd, th* erect, the manly foe, Bold I can meet — perhaps may turn his blow ; But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send. Save, save, oh, save me from the candid friend ! New Morality, From the Poetry of the jintijacobin, A steady patriot of the world alone, The friend of every country but his own. Ihid, A sudden thought strikes me, Let us swear an eternal friendship. The Rovers, in the Poetry of the jintijacohin. Act I, Scene I. So down thy hill, romantic Ashbourn, glides The Derby Dilly, carrying three Insides. The Loves of the Triangles, Lines 178, 179. T U K E. He is a fool, who thinks by force or skill, To turn the current of a woman's will. The Adventures of Five Hours* Act v, * This and the following extract are evidently the origin of the well-known and constantly repeated lines, the Miscellaneous Quotations, 247 AARON HILL. A woman will, or won't, depend on't ; If she will do't, she will, and there's an end on't ; But, if she wont^ — since safe and sound your trust is, Fear is affront, and jealousy injustice. Epilogue to his play of Zara. BEATTIE. At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still. And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove, authorship of which has occasioned so much discussion. The lines, as generally quoted, are thus — ** That man's a fool who tries by force or skill To stem the current of a woman's will ; For if she will, she will, you may depend on 't, And if she wont, she wont, and there 's an end on't." Sir Samuel Tuke's play has long sunk into oblivion j it is an adaptation from the Spanish of Calderon. Tuke died in 1673. The Epilogue to Zara was spoken by Mrs. Clive. Hill wrote several other plays, but they have ceased to occupy a position on the stage. Shakspere (Two Gentlemen of Verona, act i. scene 3) has a line very simi- lar to one of HilPs — Antonio, addressing Proteus, says — " My will is something sorted with his wish ; Muse not that I thus suddenly proceed ; For what I will, I will, and there an end." 248 Miscellaneous Quotations, When nought but the torrent is heard on the hill, And nought but the nightingale's song in the grove. ; The Hermit, KEATS. A thing of beauty is a joy for ever ; Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness. Endymion, Lines 1-3. EARL OF ROSCOMMON. Immodest words admit of no defence, For want of decency is want of sense.* Essay on Translated Verse, * Frequently attributed to Pope. A curious illus- tration of this error occurred on the occasion of Ebenezer Elliott, the corn-law rhymer, lecturing some years ago in Manchester on Pope's works. In the course of his lecture Elliott pointedly criticised these lines as being Pope's. Dr. Franklin, too, in his Autobiography, quotes them very emphatically as Pope's, and suggests as a new reading " Immodest words admit hit this defence. The want of decency is want of sense." Miscellaneous Quotations, 249 GARRICK. A fellow feeling makes one wondrous kind. Occasional Prologue, ivritten and spoken ly him on Leaving the Stage^ June 10, 1776. , Are these the choice dishes the Doctor has sent us I Is this the great poet whose works so content us ? This Goldsmith's fine feast, who has written fine books \ Heaven sends us good meat, but the devil sends cooks. Epigram on Goldsmith' s Poem Retaliation, PETER PINDAR. Care to our coffin adds a nail no doubt ; And every grin, so merry, draws one out. Expostulatory Odes. Ode I 5. A fellow in a market town, Most musical, cried razors up and down.* Fareivell Odes. Ode 3. * The story of the country bumpkin who purchased razors " twelve for eighteen pence " of the peripatetic razor-seller, which were made to sell — not to shave, is familiar enough to render a more lengthy extract needless. It is scarcely necessary to say that it was Dr. Wolcot who wrote under the name of Peter Pindar. 250 Miscellaneous Quotations, CHARLES DIBDIN. There's a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft, To keep watch for the life of poor Jack. Song, Poor Jack. OTWAY. Justice is lame, as well as blind, amongst us. Venice Preser'ved. Act i. Scene I. Oh woman ! lovely woman ! nature made thee To temper man ; we had been brutes without you ; Angels are painted fair to look like you ; There's in you all that we believe of heaven, Amazing brightness, purity, and truth. Eternal joy, and everlasting love. Ibid, KANE O'HARA. When the judgment's weak, The prejudice is strong. Midas. A Burletta. Act i. Scene 3. Miscellaneous Quotations. 251 STERNE. " They order," said I, " this matter better in France." Sentimental Journey. Line I . I pity the man who can travel from Dan to Beer- sheba, and cry, "'Tis all barren." Sentimental Journey. In the Street. Calais. God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.* Maria. DEFOE. Wherever God erects a house of prayer, The devil always builds a chapel there. -f The Trueborn Englishman. Lines 1,2. * *' To a close shorne sheepe, God gives wind by measure." Herbert's J acuta Prudentum. f " No sooner is a temple built to God, but the devil builds a chapel hard by." — Herbert's Jacula Prudentum. " For where God hath a temple the devil will have a chapel." — Burton's Anatomy of MelancholVy part iii. section iv, memb. i , subsec. i . 252 Miscellaneous Quotations, DENHAM. O, could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme ! Though deep, yet clear ; though gentle, yet not dull ; Strong without rage, without overflowing full."^ Cooper's Hill. Lines 1 8 8 - 1 9 1 . SHELLEY. How wonderful is death ! ' Death and his brother sleep ! Queen Mab, Lines 1,2. DYER. A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave. Grongar Hill. * An invocation to the river Thames. Miscellaneous Quotations* 255 LORD LYTTLETON. For his chaste muse employed her heav'n-taught lyre, None but the noblest passions to inspire ; Not one immoral, one corrupted thought ; One line, which, dying, he could wish to blot.* Prologue to Thomson! s Coriolanus, KING. Faint heart ne'er won fair lady. Orpheus and Eurydice, Line 134. A pin a day will fetch a groat a year. Art of Cookery. Line 4O4. RABELAIS. He would beat the bushes without catching the birds ; thought the moon was made of green cheese, and * These lines refer to Thomson, who, in addition to " The Seasons," wrote several plays, which, however, are seldom or never acted on the modern stage. The pro- logue, from which the above extract is made, was spoken by Quin the actor. 2 54 Miscellaneous Quotations, that everything was gold that glitters. He wouL sooner go to the mill than to the mass ; took a bit in tb morning to be better than nothing all day ; would eal his cake and have his cake, and was better fed than taught. He always looked a given horse in the mouth ; would tell a tale of a tub ; throw the helm after the hatchet ; when the steed was stolen would shut the stable door, and bring his hogs to a fair market ; by robbing Peter he paid Paul ; he kept the moon from wolves, and was ready to catch larks if ever the heavens should fall. He did make of necessity virtue.''^ Book /. Chap. 2. The devil was sick, the devil a monk would be. The devil was well, the devil a monk was he. Book /r. Chap. 24. i I BURKE. It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the Queen of France, then the Dauphiness, at Versailles ; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision. * These extracts are for the most part proverbial ex- pressions anterior to the period of Rabelais. They are to be found in a translation of Rabelais' works published in 4 vols. i2mo, by *'T. Evans, in the Strand, 1784." Miscellaneous Quotations, 255 * * * * 1 thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone. On the Revolution in France^ SIR EDWARD BULWER LYTTON. One after one, the lords of time advance, Here Stanley meets, — how Stanley scorns the glance 1 The brilliant chief, irregularly great, Frank, haughty, rash, — the Rupert of debate. The New Timon, Part i. Stanza 6. LORD JOHN MANNERS. Let wealth and commerce, laws and learning, die, But leave us still our old nobility. England* s Trust, Part 111. Lines 22^, 22S, * See vol. V. page 149, of Burke's works, the 8vo edition, published in i8z6. 256 Miscellaneous Quotations, TENNYSON. 'Tis better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all. In Memoriam, Stanza 27. MICKLE. Sae true his heart, sae smooth his speech, His breath like caller air ; His very foot has music in't. As he comes up the stair. The Sailor* s Wife, THOMAS A-KEMPIS. Man proposes, but God disposes.* Imitation of Christ, Book i. Chap. 19. Of two evils, the less is always to be chosen. Ibid. Book ui. Chap, 12. * "Man proposeth, God disposeth." — Herbert's Jacuta Prudentum, Miscellaneous Qiiotations. 257 HAMMOND. No stealth of time has thinned my flowing hair. Elegy IF. Verse 5. :sriVERsi FRANKLIN. ^^ -^ ^^^^ '^ Y'ou give too much for your whistle. The Whistle, A True Story. A. penny saved is two pence clear ; A pin a day's a groat a year.* Hints to those that would he rich. God helps them that help themselves. Preliminary Address to " Poor Richard^s Almanac^^ Early to bed, and early to rise, Makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise. Ibid. Continual dropping wears away stones. Thid, * " A pin a day will fetch a groat a year." — Sec Quotations from King. s 258 Miscellaneous Quotations, Three removes are as bad as a fire. Preliminary Address to " Poor Richard'' s Almanac^ for 1758. Many a little makes a meikle. Ihid, Fools make feasts and wise men eat them. Ihid. He that goes a borrowing goes a sorrowing. Ihid, It is hard for an empty bag to stand upright.* Ibid. LORD MACAULAY. She may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's, t Essay on Rankers History of the Popes, published in Edinburgh Review, Oct, I 8 40. * Most of these extracts from Franklin are proverbial expressions long prior to his time, and, as he himself says, they are for the most part " gleanings that I had made of the sense of all ages and nations." \ The noble essayist alludes in this passage to the Roman Catholic Church. Miscellaneous Quotations. 259 LONGFELLOW. There Is no flock however watched and tended. But one dead lamb is there ; There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair. Resignation, Lives of great men all remind us, We can make our lives sublime. And, departing, leave behind us. Footprints on the sands of time. * * * * Let us then be up and doing. With a heart for any fate ; Still achieving, still pursuing. Learn to labour and to wait. ^ Psalm of Life, SPENSER. A gende knight was pricking on the plaine. Fairie Queen. Book i. Canto i. Line I Yet gold all is not that doth golden seeme. Ibid. Book ij. Canto nil. Stanza 1 4. 26o Miscellaneous Quotations. I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhime ; From that time unto this season I received nor rhime nor reason.* Lines on the pension ivhich had been promised to him. H E R R I C K. Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying ; And this same flower that smiles to-day, To-morrow will be dying. To the Virgins to make much of time. PARNELL. Let those love now who never loved before ; Let those who always loved now love the more.t The Vigil of Venus. Lines i, 2. * The authenticity of these lines is doubted, though they are generally attributed to Spenser. f From the Per^vigilium Veneris^ written in the time of Julius Caesar, and by some ascribed to Catullus. Miscellaneous Quotations. 261 Remote from man — with God he passed the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise. The Hermit, Lines 5, 6. ROGERS. A guardian angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing. Human Life. Lines 352, 353. Never less alone than when alone.* Ibid. Line 759. GEORGE COLMAN the Younger. On their own merits modest men are dumb. Epilogue to '^The Heir-at-Law.^* THE EARL OF ROCHESTER. Here lies our sovereign lord the King, Whose word no man relies on ; * Adopted from a passage in Cicero, De Officiis. 262 Miscellaneous Quotations. Who never said a foolish thing, And never did a wise one.* Moch Epitaph on King Charles IL SIR JOHN MENNIS. They are neither fish, flesh, nor good red herring. f Musarum Delicti, Dr, Smithes Ballet. He that fights and runs away, May live to fight another day. J * There are several other versions of this mock epitaph, differing slightly from the above. One of them gives the first line — " Here lies our mutton eating king." It is difficult at this period to say which is the correct version. Sir Walter Scott, in his " Tales of a Grand- father" (Scotland), chap. 49, speaking of the lines, says, " The satirical epitaph written upon him (the king) at his own request, by his witty favourite, the Earl of Rochester, is not more severe than just." •|* This line occurs also in Dryden's Duke of Guise, and in the works of other old authors. It is doubtless a proverbial expression used long prior to the time when Mennis and Dryden lived. J The authorship of these repeatedly quoted lines has been involved in a good deal of uncertainty. The popular voice assigns them to Butler's Hudibras, but they are not to be found in any extant edition of that work. They Miscellaneous Quotations, 263 have latterly been attributed to Sir John Mennis, who, in conjunction with Dr. James Smith, published a small volume, now very scarce, called " Musarum Deliciae," and in this work Mr. Cunningham, in the first edition of his *' Handbook of London," says that they are to be found ; but in a subsequent edition of the " Hand Book" he speaks more doubtfully, and says that Mennis *' is said to have written them." In Lowndes' Bibliographer's Manual (the recent edition edited by Mr. H. G. Bohn), under the head- ing of " Mennis," it is observed, speaking of the Musarum Delicice^ " In some copies a cancelled leaf (reprinted in the new edition) is found, in which are the lines — * But he that fights and runs away, May Hve to fight another day ; ' which have been often quoted as occurring in Hudlbras." Butler, however, has in more than one instance embodied the idea conveyed in the celebrated lines under consideration. In Hudibras, Part i.. Canto 3, Lines 609-10, he says — *' For those that run away and fly, Take place at least o' th' enemy." Mr. Bohn, in, his edition of Hudibras, in a note on this passage, says, " These two lines were not in the first editions, 1663, but added in 1674. This same notion is repeated in Part iii., Canto 3, Lines 241-44 ; but the celebrated lines of similar import, commonly supposed to be in Hudi- bras — r * For he that fights and runs away. May live to fight another day,* are found in the Musarum Delicics by Sir John Mennis and James Smith, lamo, London, 1656, and the type of them occurs in a much earlier collection, viz., * The Apoph- thegmes of Erasmus,* by N. Udall, i2mo, London, 1542, where they are thus given — * That same man that renneth awaie May again fight an other dale.' " 264 Miscellaneous Quotations. In a yet more exhaustive note to the lines in Hudibras, Part iii.. Canto 3, Lines 243-44 — " For those that fly may fight again, Which he can never do that's slain," Mr. Bohn says, " The parallel to these lines is contained in the famous couplet— • * He that fights and runs away, May Uve to fight another day,' which is so commonly but falsely attributed to Butler, that many bets have been lost upon it. The sentiment appears to be as old as Demosthenes, who, being reproached for running away from Philip of Macedon at the battle of Chaeronea, replied — ' Avrjp 6 (pevywv koI ttoKiv fiaxvcrerat. ' This saying of Demosthenes is mentioned by Jeremy Taylor, who says, ' In other cases it is true that Demos- thenes said, in apology for his own escaping from a lost field, * A man that runs away may fight again." (Great Examples, 1649). " The same idea is found in Scarron, who died in 1660 : * Qui fiiit, pent revenir aussi ; Qui meurt, il n'en est pas ainsi.* " It is also found in the Satyr e Menippee, published in 1594— * Souvent celuy qui demeure ^ Est cause d^son mischef; Celuy qui fuit de bonne heure Pent combattre derechef.* Thus rendered in an English version, published in 1595 — * Oft he that doth abide Is cause of his own pain ; But he that flieth in good tide Perhaps may fight again.' " In the Latin Apothegms, compiled by Erasmus, and translated into English by Nicholas Udall in 1542, occur Miscellaneous Quotations, 265 the following lines, which are obviously a metrical version of the saying of Demosthenes — * That same man that renneth awaie, Male again fight an other daie.' "The Italians are supposed to have borrowed their proverb from the same source — * E meglio che si did qui fuggi che qui mori.' ' Better it be said, here he ran away, than here he died I ' " But our familiar couplet was no doubt derived from the following lines, which were written by Sir John Mennis, in conjunction with James Smith, in the Musarum Delicice, a collection of miscellaneous poems published in 1656, and reprinted in Wit's Recreations, 2 vols. i2mo, London, 181 7 — * He that is in battle slain. Can never rise to fight again ; But he that fights and runs away. May live to fight another day.' " Erudite and exhaustive as Mr. Bohn's notes are, they still leave the matter in a state of incertitude. The edition of Musarum Delicia alluded to as being published in 2 vols. i2mo, 1817, and which it is presumed is referred to in Lowndes as the " new edition" containing the " cancelled leaf reprinted," does not contain these much discussed lines. All the editions of the Musarum are scarce. The 18 17 edition contains, in addition to the Musarum Delicicey Wit Restored^ and Wifs Recreations, but in neither of these works are the lines to be found. There are several editions of the Musarum in the library of the British Museum 5 but a reliable authority says that none of them contain the couplet ; whilst, on the other hand, a contributor to " Notes and Queries," says, " there was a copy of this work in Sion College Library, and I found the lines in it." A second inspection of the book, how- ever, showed that this statement was an error. It has 266 Miscellaneous Quotations, been conjectured that some edition of the Musarum did contain the lines, but that its extreme rarity renders it next to an impossibility to find a copy. But recent researches tend to throw more light on the subject. Mr. Yeowell, an assiduous litterateur (to whom the compiler of this volume is much indebted for informa- tion on the point in discussion), in a contribution to " Notes and Queries/' in the number of that entertaining publica- tion for July 25, 1863, suggests, with much show of reason, that Goldsmith was the author of the lines. In a scarce book, published by Newbery in 2 vols. i2mo, 1762, entitled " The Art of Poetry on a New Plan," at page 147, vol. ii., occurs the following passage — " For he who fights and runs away May live to fight another day : But he who is in battle slain Can never rise and fight again !" And this is given as a quotation from Butler's Hudibras. "The Art of Poetry on a New Plan" was a compilation by Newbery the publisher, " revised, altered, and enlarged by the critical and poetical taste of Goldsmith, as he acknow- ledged to Dr. Percy " (see Prior's " Life of Goldsmith," 2 vols. 8vo, 1837, page 389, vol. I.); and Mr. Forster, in his "Life of Goldsmith" (edition 1848, page 241, period 1762) corroborates Prior in his statement. The conclusion drawn by Mr. Yeowell is, that it is to the critical taste of Goldsmith that we are indebted for the alterations in the selections given in "The Art of Poetry," which in the first instance were probably made by New- bery himself. It is thus inferred that Goldsmith, in a lengthy quotation from Hudibras, given in " The Art of Poetry," quotes Butler incorrectly. In Hudibras, Part iii.. Canto 3, lines 241-246, we have as follows — Miscellaneous Quotations. 267 ** To make an honourable retreat, And wave a total sure defeat ; For those that fly mayflght again^ Which he can never do that 's slain. Hence timely running's no mean part Of conduct in the martial art." In the illustrative quotation from Butler in " The Art of Poetry," the couplet here marked in italics is omitted alto- gether^ and in its place are substituted the four lines already- mentioned. Further investigation, however, shows that, with a slight variation, they were in print some years prior to the publication of " The Art of Poetry." In Ray's " History of the Rebellion," a i2mo volume printed in London by Robert Brown, near Christ's Hospital, 1758, at page 40 we have — " He that fights and runs away, May turn and fight another day ; But he that is in battle slain, Will never rise to fight again." and in another edition of Ray's book, published in Man- chester without date, but evidently an earlier publication than the London copy, at page 61 the same lines are found. The passage is not given by Ray as a quotation, but in all likelihood it was so, he quoting it from memory, having doubtless met with it in the course of his reading. Thus the original authorship remains as great a mystery as ever. The date of the first edition of " The Art of Poetry," as has been stated, is 1762, whilst the first edition of Ray's " Rebellion" was published In York in 1749. Mr. A. B. MIddleton of Salisbury (to whom the merit of discovering the lines in Ray is due), in an interest- ing article in " Notes and Queries" (Number for June 3, 1865), quotes them from an edition of Ray printed at Bristol, 1752, exactly as they are here printed from 268 Miscellaneous Quotations. the Manchester and London publications. Thus It ap- pears that the earliest record at present known of these famed lines being in print is In Ray's ** History of the Rebellion," and the authorship cannot be further traced. The following Is the title, somewhat condensed, of Ray's book, as recorded In the Manchester copy, and the title of the London Impression is nearly the same : " A Compleat History of the Rebellion, from its first rise In 1745 ^^ '^^^ ^<^^^^ suppression at the glorious Battle of CuUoden in April 1746. By Mr. James Ray of White- haven, Volunteer under his Royal Highness the Duke of Cumberland." Collet, In his '* Relics of Literature," tells the follow- ing anecdote : — " These lines," he says, " are almost universally supposed to form a part of Hudlbras 5 and so confident have even scholars been on the subject, that in 1784 a wager was made at Bootless of twenty to one, that they were to be found In that Inimitable poem. Dodsley was referred to as the arbiter, when he ridiculed the idea of consulting him on the subject, saying, * Every fool knows they are in Hudlbras.' George Selwyn, who was present, said to Dodsley, ' Pray, sir, will you be good enough, then, to inform an old fool, who is at the same time yourwise worship's very humble servant, m what Canto they are to be found ?' Dodsley took down the volume, but he could not find the passage; the next day came with no better success, and the sage bibliopole was obliged to confess that a man might be Ignorant of the author of this well-known couplet without being absolutely a fool.'' INDEX Achilles' tomb, I've stood on, i8i. Acting of a dreadful thing, 65. . \LCtion, suit the word to, 8. ^ctor, a well-grac'd, 46. i-ct well your part, 100. ^dam, the offending, 55. ^da, sole daughter, 171. idieu my native shore, 168. ^.dmir'd disorder, 40. adversity, uses of, 34. \.dvice, a father's, to his son, 2. affairs of men, a tide in, 67. affection's dream, like, 165. ^fter life's fitful fever, 40. \.ge of chivalry is gone, 255. ige, talking, 128. 'k.ge, when it's in, 25. Ik.iry nothing, 28. SAry tongues that syllable, 83. Uas ! poor Yorrick, 1 1. Ubeit unused to melting mood, 17. L little more than kin, i. All is vanity, 226. All the world's a stage, 35. All things to all men, 236. All went merry, 1 72. Alone, never less than when alone, 261. Ambition, fling away, 63. Ambition, lowly laid, 196. Ambition, vaulting, 39. Am I my brother's keeper, 217. Among the faithless, faithful, 79. Among them, but not of them, 172. Ample room and verge enough, 154. Ancient and fish -like smell, 17. Angel, like, o'er the dying, 178. Angels and ministers of grace, 3. Angels could no more, 209. Angels entertain'd unawares, 237. Angels fear to tread, 97. Angels painted fair like woman, 250. Angels' visits, 202. Index, Angels' weep, 22. Angel-visits, few, 160. Annals of the poor, 152. An old man broken, 64. Answer, a soft, 225. Apostolic blows and knocks, 143. Apparel proclaims the man, 3. Appearance, judge not by, 235. Appetite, good digestion wait on, 40. Appetite, to breakfast with, 62. Apple of his eye, 219. Approbation from Sir Hubert Stanley, 241. Arcades ambo, 181. Art, tender strokes of, 106. Arrow, I've shot o'er the house, 12. Ashes, even in our, 153. As in a theatre the eyes of men, 46. Ass should like ass be treated, 121. Ass, that he would write me down, 25. Assurance double sure, 41. Astronomer, an undevout, 212. Atheist by night believes, 211. Atheist, if so base a slave, 137. Atheists, made, by virtue in dis- tress, 114. At lovers' perjuries Jove laughs, 71. Author never spared another, 119. Author's cares, none know, 136. Authors wage unnatural war, 124. Avenge, O Lord, thy saints, 84. Avarice, good old gentlemanl vice, 177. Avon, sweet swan of, 141. Awake, arise, or be for ev( fall'n, 77. Ayr, ne'er town surpasses, 87. Babbled of green fields, 55. Bachelor, when I said I woul be, 24. Backing your friends, 49. Bacon, wisest of mankind, 100. Bad eminence, 77. Bag, empty, hard to stand, 25* Balances, thou art weighed ii 229. Banish plump Jack, 50- Bank, I know a, 27. Banners, hang out our, 42. Banquet, when its o'er, 122. Bards, last of all was he, 195. Base is the slave that pays, 55. Baseless fabric of vision, 17. Bated breath, with, 31. Beast, righteous regardeth, 225 Beauties, to copy, 123. Beauty, a thing of, 248. Beauty draws us with a hair, lol Beauty, grows familiar, 93. Beauty, if she unmask, 2. Beauty, power of, no. Bedfellows, strange, 17. Beetle that we tread on, 22. Bee, where it sucks, 18. Beggarly account of empty boxe 72. Behold, fond man, 148. Index. ui Be just and fear not, 62,. Bell, a sullen sounds, 53. Bell strikes one, 208. Belted Will, 197. Bent, fool me to top of, 9. Be thine despair, 155. Be to her virtues kind, 205. Be true to thyself, 3. Better a dinner of herbs, 225. Better die ten thousand deaths, 93. Better to have lov'd and lost, 256. Betwixt wind and his nobility, 49. Beware of desperate steps, 140. Beware of entrance to a quarrel, 2. Be wise to-day, 209. Bezonian, under which king, 55. Bid me discourse, 74. Bilboa blade, 197. Birthright of mankind to die, 148. Biscay's sleepless bay, 168. Blackberries, reasons as plenty, 50- Blasphemy, flat in soldier, 22. Bless'd he who ne'er was born, 206. Blessedness, single, 25. Blood, freeze thy young, 3. Blood, licks the hand rais'd to shed, 98. Blood serves to wash ambition's hands, 182. Blood, who sheddeth, 218. Bloody with spurring, 46. Blow thou winter wind, 36. Blushing honours thick upon him, 62. Boast not thyself, 225. Bodkin, with a bare, 6. Bonaparte, allusion to, i88. Bondman's key with bated breath. Bondsmen, hereditary, 171. Booby, who'd give her, 119. Books, of making many, 227. Books in running brooks, 34. Book, that mine adversary had written, 222. Bom to blush unseen, 153. Borrower nor lender be, 3. Borrowing, he that goes, 258. Bourn, no traveller returns from, 6. Boxes, beggarly account of, 72. Boy, who would not be once more, 170. Brains, to steal away, 14, Brains when out, man would die, 40. Brain, written troubles of, 41. Brand pluck'd out of fire, 230. Brave deserves the fair, 109. Brave, how sleep the, 157. Brave man struggling, 106. Brave peers of England, 58. Breach, once more unto, 56. Breastplate, what stronger, 58. Breathes there the man, 197. Breeches' pocket, keep your hands out, 183. Brevity the soul of wit, 4. Briars, how full of, the world, 33. Bright-eyed fancy, 154. Bright honour from moon, 49. IV Index, Bright particular star, 36. Britannia needs no bulwarks, 161. Britannia, rule, 149. Broadcloth without, 139. Brother, a, to relieve, 89. Brother, we are both in wrong, 122. Brother's keeper, am I, 217. Bruce of Bannockbum, 159. Brussels, ball at, 172. Brutus is honourable man, 66. Bubble reputation, 35. Bubbles, the earth hath, 37. Buckingham, Duke, death of, 102. Buckingham, Duke, description of. III. Bug, like an industrious, 105. Burke, hues on, by Goldsmith, 131. Burning, firebrand pluck'd out of, 230. Butterfly, who breaks on wheel, 105. Cabin' D, cribb'd, confin'd, 40. Caesar, render unto, 232. Caesar with senate at his heels, 100. Cake, eat, and have it, 254. Cakes and ale, because thou art virtuous, 20. Caledonia, stern and wild, 198. Calf-skin, hang on those limbs, 44. Call you that backing your friends, 49. Calm, a holy, diffusing, 156. Calumny, thou shalt not escape, 7. Camel, a, ye swallow, 232, Can such things be, 40. Candle, a farthing, hold to sun. 213. Candle, how far throws its beams. Carcase, wherever it is, 233. Card, we must speak by, 1 1. Care to our coffin adds a nail, 249 Cap by night, stocking all th( day, 132. (^ast thy bread on waters, 227. Casuists, learned, say, 180. Catch the transient hour, 117. Cato, day big vdth fate of, 93. Cato, heroic stoic, 182. Cato's soliloquy, 94. Caucasus, the frosty, 45. Cerberus, you are not like, 203. Chain, a lengthening, 127. Chair, a vacant, 259. Character, I leave behind mCj 204. Charge, Chester, charge, 195. Charity, a hand for, 54. Charity, all mankind's concern, 99. Charles XII. of Sweden, lines on, 117. Charlotte, Princess, lines on, 174. Charmer, dear, were other away, 122. Chatterton, the marvellous boy, 125. Cheated, pleasure of being, 145. Index. Cherub, a sweet little, 250. Chest, contrived double debt to pay, 130. Chewing the food, 36. Chickens count ere hatch'd, 146. Chiel's amang you, 89. Child, a thankless, 69. Child is father of the man, 126. Childhood's hour, from, 165. Children, happy the man that has, 223. Children, like olive-plants, 223. Children of the sun, 213. Chma to Peru, survey mankind, 116. Chisel, what fine, 47. Chivalry, age of, is gone, 255. Chivalry, last of bards who sang, 195. Choleric word in captain, 22. Chronicle small beer, 13. Chronicles, brief, of time, 5. Churchyards, when, yawn, 9. Citadel, winged sea-girt, 170. Divet, an ounce of, 69. Clay, monumental, press'd with, 107. Cleopatra, description of, 72. Cloud, turn silver lining, 84. Coach, go call a, 244. Cock, the early village, 61. Coffin, care adds a nail to, 249. Cold iron, who meddles with, 144. Colossus, like a, 65. Come live with me, 240. Coming events, 160. Commentators each dark passage shun, 213. Comparisons odorous, 25. Complies, he that, 146 Compound for sins, 143 Conclusion, lame and impotent, 13. Confusion worse confounded, 78. Conscience have vacation, 145. Conscience makes cowards of us, 7. Consideration like an angel, 55. Conspiracies should be executed, 92. Constable, outrun, 144. Consummation to be wished, 6. Counsel, men's ear deaf to, 73. Counsellors, in multitude of, 224. Countenance more in sorrow, 2. Country, best, is at home, 127. Country, can die but once to save, 93. Country, the undiscover'd, 6. Courage, screw, to sticking place, 39. Course of true love, 26. Coventry, I '11 not march through, 51. Cowards are cruel, 119. Cowards die many times, 65. Coward, where, that would not fight, 193. Crabbe, nature's sternest pamter, 187. Crabbed age and youth, 1$. Cradle, between it and grave, 252. n Index. Creature at his dirty work, 104. Creeds, shall I ask the soldier, 162. Critical, I'm nothing if not, 13. Cromwell damn'd to fame, loi. Cromwell, some guiltless, 153. Cross, power of to save, 136. Crown, that rounds the temples, 46. Crutch, shoulder'd his, 130. Cry havock, 66. Cunning, let my hand forget, 223. Cunningly devised fables, 238. Cupid, all arm'd, 26. Cup, inordinate, unblessed, 14. Cup, life's enchanted, 171. Cups that cheer, 136. Curses not loud but deep, 41. Custom in afternoon, 4. Custom more honour'din breach, 3. Cutpurse, qualifications of, 47. Cynosure of neighbouring eyes, 81. Daggers, I will speak, 9. Daisies, pied, 29. Dames of ancient days, 127. Damien's bed of steel, 128. Damn with faint praise, 105. Daniel come to judgment, 32. Dan to Beersheba, 251. Darkness visible, 77. Daughter, still harping on, 4. Day, burden and heat of, 232. Day, darkest will pass away, 140. Day, whatit may bring forth, 225, Days, teach us to number, 222, Death a necessary end, 66. Death, cold dull ear of, 152. Death, dread of, 22. Death, dusty, the way to, 42. Death grinn'd horrible, 77. Death, heaven gives its favourites early, 173. Death, how many feel, 148. Death, how wonderful, 252. Death keeps his court, 46. Death of princes, 65. Death, ruling passion strong in, 102. Death, sense of, in apprehension, 22. Death, the poor bugbear, 202. Decay's effacing fingers, 184. Deed, a good, shines, 33. Degrees, fine by, 205. Denizen, the world's tired, 170. Denmark, something rotten in, 3. Derby Dilly, 246. Description, her person beggar' d, 72. Desert, use every man according to, 5. Deserted at his utmost need, 109. Despair, be thine, 155. Despair, wan, 156. Devil, a laughing, 186. Devil can cite scripture, 30. Devil, can he speak true, 37. Devil drives, he must go that, 36. Devil, give his due, 49. Index. vu Devil, he must have long spoon that eats with, 37. Devil, power to assume, 5. Devil take hindmost, 144. Devil, tell truth and shame, 19 Devil was sick, 254. Diana's foresters, 48. Dice were human bones, 188. Die, and go we know not where, 22. Die, ourhonourat the height, 113. Dies, he that, pays all debts, 17. Dim religious light, 82. Dinner-bell, tocsin of soul, 182. Discord, civil, dire effects of, 95. Discretion, better part of valour. Discretion, not outsport, 13. Diseased nature breaks forth, 50. Diseases, desperate grown, 10. Dissension between hearts, 164. Distance lends enchantment, 158, Divinity hedges a king, 11. Divinity in odd numbers, 19. Divinity that shapes our ends, 12. Doctors, who shall deceive, 102. Doctrine, prove orthodox, 143. Do good by stealth, 107. Dog, a living, 226. Dog turned again to vomit, 239. Dog will have his day, 11. Douglas in his hall, 194. Drama's laws, drama's patrons, 116. Dreadful note of preparation, 56. Dream, a change came o'er, 188. Dream, exquisite music of, 163. Dreams, pleasing, and slumbers light, 195. Dreams, such stuff as made on, 18. Drinking, unhappy brains for, 13. Drink to me only, 142. Drum ecclesiastic, 143. Drum, the hoarse dull, 168. Duncan, after life's fitful fever, 40. Dunce that's been sent to roam, 136. Dundee, for an hour of, 126. Dust return to earth, 227. Dust, shake off, 233. Dust thou art, 217. Eagle, like, in dovecote, 64. Eagles be gathered together, 233. Ear, give every man, 2. Early to bed, early to rise, 257. Earth hath bubbles, "^"j. Earth, I'll put girdle round, 27. Earth is the Lord's, 222. Eat, drink, and be meny, 234. Echo, I'd applaud thee to, 42. Education forms the mind, 102. Eggs, amatory food, 178. Elder gun, perilous shot from, 56. Elijah's mantle, 158. Elizabeth, Queen, fair vestal, 26. Elizabeth, Queen, no scandal about, 203. Elysium, if on earth, 165. Eminence, to that bad, 77. Enchantment, distance lends, 158. End, the, crowns all, 48. Index. Enemy, that men should put in their mouths, 14. Enemy, thing devised by, 61. Engineer hoist with own petar, 10. England, if rest but true, 45. England, never lie at foot of con- queror, 45. England, this precious stone, 45. England, with all thy faults, 135. Enterprise, life-blood of, 51. Epitome, all mankind's, ill. Equivocation will undo us, 1 1. Erebus, dark as, 33. Erin, exile of, 161. Err, to, is human, 97. Erring sister's shame, 185. Errors like straws, no. Ethiopian change his skin, 228. Ethiop's ear, jewel in, 70. Eve, fairest of daughters, 78. Even, in our ashes live, 153. Evening, in sober livery, 79. Events, coming, cast shadows, 160. Ever thus from childhood's hours, 164. Every inch a king, 69. Everything by starts, in. Eve's consenting star, 168. Evil, be thou my good, 78. Evil communications, 236. Evil, lives after men, 66. Evils, of two, least to be chosen, 256. Excellent to have giant's strength, 22. Excess, wasteful and ridiculous, 44, Eye for an eye, 218. Eye to mark our coming, 176. Eyes start from their spheres, 3. Eyes, whose subdued, 16. Fables, cunningly devised, 238. Face, sweat of, 217. Faint heart ne'er won fair lady, 253. Fair Greece, though fallen, 170. Faith, for modes of, 99. Faithful among faithless, 79. Fallen from high estate, 109. Falsehood, a goodly outside, 30. Falsehood and fraud shoot, 93. Falstaff's Catechism, 51. Falstaff's death, 55. Fame, blush to find it, 107. Familiar, but not vulgar, 2. Familiar in their mouths, 57. Fan, I could brain him with, 49. Fancies, men's unfirm, 20. Fancy, bright eyed, 154. Fancy, sweet and bitter, 36. Fantastic tricks, man plays, 22. Farewell speech, Othello's, 15. Farewell to all my greatness, 62. Fashion, glass of, 7. Fast bind, fast find, 31. Fate, to bear, is to conquer, 161. Father, wise, that knows his child, 31. Faults, be blind to, 205, 206. Faults, inothermen, can spy, 120. Faults, lie gently on him, 64. Index, IX Favourite, has no friends, 155. Fear of the Lord, 224. Feast, beginning of, 51. Feast of reason, 107. Feather daunts the brave, 193. Feather, his own, on fatal dart, 186. Fee, despairing of, 120. FeeUng, a fellow, 249. Feehngs to mortals given, 199. Feet through faithless leather, 213. Fever, after life's fitful, 40. Few and far between, 100. Fickleness of the mob, 200. Fiction, truth stranger than, 183. Fiddling, unhallowed sound of, 179. Field, with his back to, 160. Fiery-red, with haste, 46. Fight again, those that fly, 146. Fights, he that, and runs away, 262. Fine by degrees, 205. Fine frenzy, poet's eye, rolling in, 27. Finger, little, more goodness in, 190. Finger, slow unmoving, 16. Fire, a little, is trodden out, 59. Fire, a little, kindleth, 238. Fire, can a man take, 224. Fire closest kept, 28. Fire, one, burns out another, 70. Fire, uneffectual, 4. Fire, who can hold, in his hand, 45. Fires, two raging, meeting, 47. First flower of the earth, 162. Fish, flesh, nor good red-herring, 262. Flag, whose, has braved, 160. Flattering unction, 10. Flattery, food of fools, 189. Flattery, painted, 155. Flesh, within this wall of, 44. Flock, he fed his, 119. Flock, none, but one dead lamb is there, 259. Flodden had been Bannockburn, 194. Flodden's fatal field, 195. Flower, bom to blush unseen, 153. Fluttering spread thy purple, 191. Fly to the desert, 165. Folly to be wise, 153. Folly, shoot, as it flies, 98. Food for powder, 51. Fool, a, man suspects himself, 209. Fool at forty, 212. Fool, he who thinks by force, 246. Fool of nature, no. Fools make feasts, 258. Fools rush in, 97. Foot has music in't, 256. Footprints on sands of time, 259. For a' that, 91. Forbear, find occasion to, 13 8. Forefathers, rude, 152. Forgetfulness, to, a prey, 153, For modes of faith, 99. For this reUef, 146. Index, For those fly, 146. Fortune, outrageous, 6. Forum's champion, 174. Fought his battles o'er again, 109. Frailty, thy name is woman, i. France, they order this better in, 251. Fray, latter end of, 51. Freedom shrieked, 159. Frenchman, easy, debonair, 134. Friend, a hot, cooling, 6"]. Friend, candid, save me from, 246. Friend of every country, 246. Friend of my soul, 165. Friends, call you that backing, 49. Friends, grapple them, 2. Friends, in all distresses of, 190. Friends, on choice of, 120. Friends, troops of, 41. Friendship but a name, 121, 131. Friendship, constant, save in love, 23. Friendship, eternal, let us swear, 246. Friendship more sacred by adver- sity, 113. Friendship springs from wine, 121. Friendship, sweet'ner oflife, 201. Friendship, who with knave has made, 120. From grave to gay, 10 1. From hour to hour we ripe, 34. From mom till night, 169. Full many a gem, 153. Full of milk of human kindness, 38. Full of wise saws, 35. Fun grew fast and furious, 87. Galled jade wince, 9. Garrick, encomium on, 123. Garrick, Goldsmith's lines on, 118. Gath, tell it not in, 219. Gather ye rosebuds, 260. Gay, epitaph on himself, 122. Gay, Pope's epitaph on, 107. Gem, first of sea, 162. Gem of purest ray, 153. Gently scan your brother man, 88. George the Third, when, was king, 177. Giant's strength, 22. Gift, every good, 238. Gift-horse, look, in mouth, 143. Gift, I have found out, 85 . Gilead, is no balm in, 228. Gilpin, long live he, 137. Give a taste of your quality, 5. Gladiator, dying, 174. Glass of fashion, 7. Globe, the great, dissolves, 17. Glory built on selfish principles, 134- Glory, paths of, lead to grave, 152. Glove, that I were, 71. Glow-worm shows the matin, 4. Gnat, ye strain at, 232. Index, XI Go and do likewise, 234. Go call a coach, 244. God all mercy, a God unjust, 210. God and mammon, ye cannot serve, 231. God at work on man, 213. God, had I served, 63. God helps them that help them- selves, 257. God made the country, 135. God, noblest work of, 100. God save the king, 151, 244. God tempers the wind, 251. God, ways of, to man, 98. God, what he hath joined, 232. Gold, all is not, that glisters, 31, 255, 259. Gold, refined, to gild, 44. Golden opinions, I've bought, 39. Goldsmith, epitaph on, 118. Good digestion wait on appetite, 40. Good fellows, best king of, 57. Good in everything, 34, Good man, a, impious to be sad, 210. Good name in man, 14. Good wine needs no bush, 36. Grace, attractive, formed for, 78. Grace in her steps, 79. Grandsire skilled in gestic lore, 127. G^rave, dig it thyself, 54. Grave, dread thing, 201. Grave to gay, loi. Gray hairs with sorrow to grave. 218. Greatness, farewell to, 62. Greatness, hard condition of, 57. Greatness, some are born to, 21. Greatness, thou touched the point of, 62. Great wits to madness allied, 1 1 1 . Greece, relic of departed worth, 170. Greece, the isles of, 180. Greeks, when Greeks join'd, 243- Green-ey'd monster, the, 14. Grief, smiling at, 21. Grinn'd horrible, 77. Grows with his growth, 99. Grundy, Mrs., what will she say, 241. Guardian angel o'er his life, 261. Guests, unbidden, 57. Guest, welcome the coming, 107. Guide, philosopher, and friend, lOI. Guide, who were my, 185. Guinea, shine like a, 180. Habit, costly, 3. Habitation, a local, 28. Hair, my flowing, time has thin- ned, 257. Hal, no more of that, 50. Halter, now fitted, 206. Hamlet and the players, 7. Hamlet's soliloquy, 6. Hamlet's soliloquy on Yorick. II. xn Index. Hampden, some village, 153. Hang out our banners, 42. Hand will be against every man, 218. Handsome is that handsome does, 130. Happiness so swiftly flies, 153. Hark ! the lark, 68. Harness on our back, 43. Havock, and let the dogs of war, 66. Head and front of my offending, 12. Heads, hide their diminished, 78. Heart, a warm, within, 139. Heart, out of abundance of, 232. Heart, ruddy drops that warm, 154- Heart that has truly loved, 162. Heart, untravell'd, 127. Heaven and earth, more things in, 4. Heaven gives its favourites early death, 173. Heaven sends meat, 249. Heaven's last best gift, 79. Hecuba, what's she to him, 5. He dies and makes no sign, 58. He hath eaten me out of house, 53. He is well paid, 33. He jests at scars, 71. He left name at which the world grew pale, 117. He may run that readeth, 230. He must go that devil drives, 36. He that complies against his will, 146. He that feeds the ravens, 34, He that fights and runs away, 262. He that is robbed, 15. He that runs may read, 137. He was perfum'd like a milliner, 49- He who hath bent him o'er the dead, 184. Hell, better to reign in, 76. Hell, not mention, to ears polite, 104. Hell paved with good intentions, 117. Hell, terrible as, 77. Herbs, better is a dinner of, 225. Hereditary bondsmen, 171. Here I and sorrow sit, 43. Here in cool grot, 86. Here lies our sovereign lord the king, 261. Here 's to the maiden, 204. Hesperus bringest all good things, 181. Hip, I have thee on, 33. His house, his home, 167. History, this strange eventful, 35. Hit, a palpable, 12. Homer's lamp, 134. Honest man, close buttoned, 139. Honest man's the noblest work, 100. Honesty, I am arai'd in, 67. Honey, gather, from weed, 138. Index. xm honours blushing thick upon him, 62. honour but a bubble, 109. honour, Falstaff's catechism on, 51. :ionour, post of, a private station, 94. ilope bade the world farewell, 159. jlope brighten days to come, 166. lope deferred, 225. rlope, leave light of, behind, 159. 5ope, sorrow not as others who have none, 236. lope springs in human breast, 98. lope, the charmer, 158. iope, the wretch relies on, 133. lope, true, is swift, 61. iope withering fled, 186. iorse, a given, look in mouth, 254. ; Iorse, my kingdom for, 61. lospitable thoughts, intent on, 79. :Iot, cold, moist, and dry, 78. ilouse, bloody, of life, 44. tlouse, if divided, 233. lIousc, set it in order, 228. Elouse, you take my, 33. tlousehold words, familiar as, 57. towards, all the blood of, 100. iow are the mighty fallen, 219. low calm they glide into the port, 86. How happy could I be, 122. How long halt ye, 220. How many saucy airs we meet, 120. How to live, taught us, 216. Humbleness, whispering, 31. Hum, busy, of men, 81. Hum, the ceaseless, 147. Humility, the pride that apes, 241. Hyperion's curls, 9. Hyperion to a satyr, i. I AM fearfully made, 223. I am Sir Oracle, 30. I awoke and found myself famous, 167. I can call spirits, 50. I care for nobody, 242. I could a tale unfold, 3. I could have better spar'd a better man, 52. I dare do all that becomes a man, 39. Ice, turn sun to, 56. Idea how to shoot, 147. Idiot, tale told by, 43. I'd rather be a dog, 67. I'd rather be a kitten, 51. If Atticus were he, 105. If it were done, 38. If reasons were plenty as black- berries, 50. If the heart of a man is depressed, 122. Ignorance, where 'tis bliss, 153, I have that within, I. XIV Index, I have thee on the hip, 33. I know a bank, 27. I know a trick, 49. I Hsped in numbers, 104. Ill blows the wind, 59. I'll make assurance double sure, 41. Imagination's airy wing, 212. I 'm cabin'd, cribb'd, confin'd, 40. Immodest words admit, 248. ImmortaHty, longing after, 94. Impeachment, I own the soft, 203. Imperfections on my head, 4. Imperial vot'ress, an, 27. Indian, lo the poor, 98. In durance vile, 90. Industry supports us all, 121. I never loved a tree or flower, 164. Infant, when it gazes on a light, 178. Infidel, a daring, 211. Ingratitude, man's, 36. In Him we live and move, 235. In hollow murmurs, 156. In maiden meditation, 27. In multitude of counsellors, 224. In my hot youth, 177. In my mind's eye, 2. Inn, the world's an, 112. Inn, shall I not take my ease in, 51. Inn, warmest welcome in, %6. Insatiate archer, 209. In summer's heat and winter's cold, 119. In the sweat of thy face, 217. In the worst inn's worst roon 102. Invention, when it fails, 190. Iron enter' d into his soul, 239. Iron, shall rule with a rod of, 23c Iron tongue of midnight, 28. I run before my horse, 60. I say the tale as 'twas said to mt 196. I shall not look on his like, 2. Is it not lawful for me, 232. Isocrates, old man, eloquent, 83 Israel be a proverb, 220. Is thy face like thy mother's, 171 Italian priest, none shall tithe 44. I thank thee, Jew, 33. It is more blessed to give, 235. I've often wish'd that I had cleai Jealousy, beware of, 14. Jest, a scornful, 117. Jest's prosperity, 29. Jew, hath he not eyes, 31. Jew, I thank thee, 33. Jewel in Ethiop's ear, 70. Jove, front of, 9. Jove laughs atlover's perjury, 112, Joy, domestic, glides, current oi, 128. Joy, there's not, the world can give, 187. Joys, departed, 201. Judge, a, that no king can cor. rupt, 62. Jndex. XV judge not, 231. Judgment, reserve thy, 2. Judgment, when it's weak, 250. Jurymen, that they may dine, 108. Tustice is lame, 250. 1 ustice, temper, with mercy, 80. Justice, when mercy seasons it, 32. King, a goodly, 2. King, catch conscience of, 6. King, every inch, 69. King of shreds, 10. King of terrors, 221. King, who is a child, 227. Kings, it is the curse of, 44. King's name, a tower of strength, 61. Kings, right divine of, 106. Kings who are fathers, 1 14. Kitten, I'd rather be, 51. Knight, a gentle, pricking, 259. ICnowledge, he that increaseth, 226. Knowledge is ourselves to know, lOI. Know then thyself, 99. Kosciusko, 159. Labour, a youth of, 129. Labour, many, for the one, 185. Labour physics pain, 39. Labourer worthy of his hire, 234. Lady, when in the case, 121. Lady with daughters or nieces, 180. Land flowing with milk, 218. Land, ill fares the, 129. Land, my native, 197. Land rats and water rats, there be, 30. Languages, a feast of, 29. Lark at heaven's gate, 68. Last and best of God's works, 80. Last of all the Romans, 67. Last scene of all, 35. Last shall be first, 232. Laughter holding both his sides, 80. Laugh, the loud, 129. Lawyers can with ease, 121. Leaf, the sear, 41. Lean and slipper'd pantaloon, 35. Learn to labour and to wait, 259. Learning, little, a dangerous thing, 96. Leather or prunella, 100. Lesson, harder, how to die, 216. Let him that thinkethhestandeth, 236. Let not the sun go down, 236. Let those love now, 260. Let wealth and commerce die, Liar of first magnitude, 243. Libertine, a charter'd, 55. Liberty, a day of virtuous, 93. Liberty, love of, 112. Licks the hand just raised, 98. Like angel-visits, 160. Like a wounded snake, 96. Like dew on the mountain, 199. Like Niobe, all tears, I. Life, I've set, on a cast, 62, XVI Index. Life, my way of, 41. Life, nothing became him Hke leaving it, 38. Life, pictured, of man, 148. Life, sequester'd vale of, 153. Life tedious as twice told tale, 44. Life, third of, pass'd in sleep, 183. Life to come, we'd jump, 38. Life, you take my, 33. Life's a jest, 122. Life's a short summer, 117. Life's a walking shadow, 42. Life's enchanted cup, 171. Life's ended when honour ends, 132. Light, burning and shining, 235. Light, dim religious, 82. Lilies, consider them, 231. Lily, to paint, 44. Line, none he would blot, 253. Line upon line, 228. Lines fallen in pleasant places, 222. Linked sweetness, 81. Lion among ladies, 27. Lion, dar'st thou beard, 194. Lion, let me play the, 26. Lion preys not on carcases, 213. Lion's hide, thou wear, 44. Lion's roar, have I not heard, 46. Liquors, rebellious, 34. Little more than kin, i. Little rule, a little sway, 252. living dog, is better than, 226. Loaf, a cut, to steal a shive from, 74. Loan loses itself and friend, 3. Local habitation, a, 28. Lo ! here the gentle lark, 75. London's column, 103. Look, a longing, lingering, 153. Look before you leap, 145. Look on her face, 108. Lord chasteneth whom he loveth . 237. Lord of thy presence, and noc land beside, 43. Lord of useless thousands, 103. Lord, the, gave, 221. Lords of human kind, 128. Lo, the poor Indian, 98. Love, brief as woman's, 9. Love endures no tie, 112. Love, fire of, to quench, 28. Love framed with mirth, 157. Love in idleness, 27. Love is a boy, 145. Love is blind, 31. Love is heaven, 196. Love is strong as death, 227. Love like a shadow flies, 19. Love, loveliest when in tears, 194. Love, none lost between us, 13"^. Love passing that of women, 220. Love rules the court, 196. Love, seals of, 23. Love, she never told her, 20. Love springs from only hate, 70. Love, stony Hmits can 't hold out, 71. Love, tents with, or thrones without, 165. L. Index, xvu Love, true, course of, 26. 'Love, true gift which God has given, 197. Love, waters cannot quench, 227. ^ -ove, when it sickens, 67. Love, young love, 171. Love's young dream, 163. Loveliness needs not ornament, 147. I^ovely in death, 210. .over, sighing like furnace, 35. ivovers, follies of, 31. .overs love the western star, 196. [.overs' perjuries, Jove laughs at, 71. [.overs, whispering, 128. [.owliness, young ambition's ladder, 65. Lucifer, he falls like, 63. ^>ying, how this world is given to, 52. ilAB, Queen, 70. klacbetVs soliloquy before Dun- can's murder, 38. ladness, Hamlet's supposed, lo. riadness in great ones, 7. ladness, method in, 5. lad, pleasure in being, in. [aiden of bashful fifteen, 204. [aiden meditation, in, 27. laidens like moths, 107. laid, the chariest, 2. lajestic though in ruin, 77. Ian, a better, could have spared, 52. Ian a flower, 117. Man, a meirier, 29. Man, a proper, 26. Man, a sadder and wiser, 242. Man after his own heart, 219. Man always to be blest, 98. Man, being reasonable, 178. Man convinced against his will, 146. Man drest in brief authority, 22. Man, give world assurance of, 10. Man, Hamlet's description of, 5. Man, I dare do all that becomes, 39. Man is bom to trouble, 221. Man, more sinned against, 69. Man, proper study of mankind, 99. Man proposes, God disposes, 256. Man, take him for all in all, 2. Man, taste of, alters by age, 24. Man that hath tongue can win woman, 28. Man that is not passion's slave, 8. Man, the hermit, 159. Man to all his country dear, 129. Man wants but little, 131, 210. Man, what a piece of work is, 5. Man who by his labour gets, 206. Man who builds, 212. Man's inhumanity to man, 90. Man's love, a thing apart, 176. Man's pre-eminence, 37. Mankind, gave to party what was meant for, 131. Mankind, survey, from China, 116. Mankind's birthright to die, 14& XVIU Index, Mantle, Elijah's, 158. Mantle has fallen, 159. Mantuan swan, 134. Many a little makes a meikle, 258. Many-coloured life, change of, Marcellus exil'd feels, 100. Margin, a meadow of, 204. Mark how plain a tale, 50. Marmion, last words of, 195. Married to immortal verse, 81. Marry, choose proper time to, 140. Mars, an eye like, 10. Master, go on, 34. Master spirits of this age, 66. Masters, we can't all be, 12. Mate, choose a proper, 140. May I be there to see, 137. Measures, not men, 133. Meats, the sweetest, cloy, 205. Medes and Persians, laws of, 221, 229. Melrose, if thou wouldst view, 169. Memory gild the past, 166. Mendez Pinto but type of thee, 243. Men, are you good and true, 24. Men, children of larger growth, no. Men deceivers ever, 24. Men, infamous, fond of fame, 124. Men, lords of the world, 37. •Men may live fools, 211. Men should be what they seem, 14. Men that are fat, 65. Men think all men mortal, 209. Men's evil manners live in brass, , 64. Merchants, where they congre- gate, 30. Mercury, a station like, 10. Mercy becomes great ones, 21. Mercy in every place, 138. Mercy, nobility's badge, 73. Mercy, the quality of, 32. Merits, be kind to, 206. Merits, on their own, 261. Merrily shall I live now, 19. Merry as marriage bell, 172. Metal more attractive, 9. Methinks I see my father, 2. Midnight, iron tongue of, 28. Milk of human kindness, 38. Milliner, he was perfumed like, 49. Millions of spiritual creatures, 79, Milton, Cowper's lines on, 134. Milton, faith that he held, 126. Milton, lines under portrait of, 113. Milton, mute, inglorious, 153. Milton, to give a, birth, 134. Mind diseas'd, canst minister to, 41. Mind makes the body rich, 47. Mine own romantic town, 193. Minerva's step, stalks with, 169. Minions of the moon, 48. Minist'ring angel, thou, 195. Mirror, hold, to nature, 8. Mirth, admit me of thy crew, 81. Index, XIX Vlirth can into folly glide, 200. Vlirth, with thee I mean to live, 81. Miserable comforters, 221. Misery acquaints man with strange bed-fellows, 17. Misfortune's book, one written in, 72. Modesty of nature, o'erstep not, 8. Vionarchs ill can rivals brook, 1 93. Monarch of all I survey, 138. Monarchs, could ye taste the mirth, 168. Monarchs seldom sigh in vain, 193. vioney, put in purse, 13. vioney, so much, as 'twill bring, 145. vioney, the love of, 237. vioon, if she unmask her beauty to, 2. *Ioon made of gi-een cheese, 253 . vIoon, to pluck honour from, 49. vioral, to paint a, 117. 4;ore honoured in breach, 3 . viore in sorrow than anger, 2. vlore is meant than meets the ear, 82. vlore sinn'd against than sinning, 69. Mortal coil, shuffled off, 6. »Iortal, he raised, to skies, 1 10. viost admired disorder, 40. vlost musical, 82. vIost unkindest cut of all, 66. viotley's the only wear, 34. Moving accidents, 12. Much, to whom it is given, 234. Multitude of sins, 238. Murder, justice overtakes, 113. Murder, one made a villain, 215. Murder, rash war is, 149. Murder will speak, 5. Murmurs, hollow, 156. Music, dear music, 163. Music, food of love, 20. Music hath charms, 243. Music, heavenly maid, 156. Music, man that hath none, 33. Mutual forbearance, 138. My bane and antidote, 95. My banks they are furnished, ^5. My bosom's lord, 72. My custom in afternoon, 4. My curse upon thy venom'd stang, 89. My love is like the red rose, 90. My native land, good night, 168. My nature is subdued, 75. My way of life, 41. Naiad, the guardian, 198. Name, a lost good, 120. Name at which world grew pale, 117. Name, good, he that robs me of, 14. Name, oh breathe not, 162. Name, unmusical, of Volscians, 64. Name, what is in a, 71. Nature almost lost in art, 157. Nature diseased, 50. XX Index, Nature, lier paths are peace, 210. Nature, her 'prentice han', 90. Nature, modesty of, o'erstep not, 8. Nature must be nature still, 189. Nature, one touch of, 48. Nature, on verge of her confine, 69. Nature, subdued to what it works in, 75. Nature up to nature's God, loi. Nature's hand, fresh from, 128. Nature's journeymen made men, 8. Nature's laws hid in night, 107. Nazareth, can any good thing, 234. Neat-handed Phillis, 81. Necessity, make virtue of, 29, 112. Necessity, the tyrant's plea, 79. Neither rich nor rare, 104. Nettle, out of this, 49. Never less alone than when alone, 261. New customs, 62. News, a tailor's, 44. News, bringer of unwelcome, 52. News, evil, rides post, 83. News, ill, wing'd with fate, 113. Newton felt only like a youth, 182. Newton, epitaph intended for, 107. New Zealand, some traveller from, 258. Night-cap deck'd his brows, 132. Night, sable goddess, 208. Night, the, cometh, 235. Night, witching time of, 9. Niobe, all tears, i . Nobility, betwixt the wind and his, 49. Nobility, leave us our old, 255. Nods and becks and wreathec smiles, 80. Noiseless tenor of their way,, 153- No Italian priest shall tithe, 44. No more of that, Hal, 50. None but brave deserves the fair, 109. No new thing under sun, 226. Noon to dewy eve, *j*j. No scandal about Queen Eliza- beth, 203. Nostrils, stink come up to, 229. Nothing extenuate, 16. Nothing in his lif 5 Became him, 38. Not of an age, but for all time, 141. Not to know argues yourself un- known, 79. Now fitted the halter," 206. Now is winter of our discontent, 59. Nursing her wrath, Z^j. O Caledonia, stem and wild, 198. O could I flow like thee, 252. O for a falconer's voice, 71. O lame and impotent conclusion, 13- Index. XX] O love, what is it in this world, 179. O many a shaft at random sent, 200. O my prophetic soul, 4. O shame, where is thy blush, 10. O that I were a glove, 71. O that men should put an enemy, 14. O wad some power, 89. O, what a fall was there, 66. O, who can hold a fire in his hand, 45- O, wonderful son, 9. Obligation, I owed great, 207. Observed of all observers, 7. Ocean, I have loved thee, 175. Ocean to river of his thoughts, 188. Odours, as those who dote on, 179. Odours, shook thousand, 157. O'er a' the ills of life, 2>y, Of all men else, I have avoided thee, 43. ^ Offence, my, is rank, 9. Of manners gentle, 107. Of right and wrong he taught, 214. Oh, breathe not his name, 162. Oh love, young love, 171. Oil, midnight, consumed, 119. Old age, what should accompany it, 41. Old as I am, for love unfit, no. Old man, broken vidth storms of state, 64. Old man eloquent, 83. Olive plants, children like, 223. Once more unto the breach, 56. One line, which, dying, 253. One longing ling' ring look, 153. One murder made a villain, 215. One, to destroy, is murder, 212. One touch of nature, 48. On their own merits, 261. Opinion's but a fool, 74. Orator, I am no, 66. Order, Heaven's first law, 100. Othello's farewell speech, 15. Othello's occupation's gone, 15. Out, brief candle, 42. Out of this nettle, danger, 49. Outrun the constable, 144. Oxen, who drives fat, 118. Oyster, the world's mine, 19. Pageant, insubstantial, 17. Paid, he is, that is satisfied, 33. Pain, sad variety of, 148. Pair, the kindest, 138. Pantaloon, lean and slipper' d, 35. Panting time toil'd after him, 115. Parting is such sweet sorrow, 71. Passing rich with forty pounds a- year, 129. Passion, tear, to tatters, 7. Passion, the ruling, 102. Paths of glory lead to grave, 152. Patience on a monument, 21. Patriot of the world alone, 246. Peace hath her victories, 83. Peace, her paths are, 224. Peace slays its ten thousands, 216. U XXII Index. Peace, when there is no peace, 228. Pearls, cast not, before swine, 231. Pearls, he who would search for, no. Peasantry, their country's pride, 129. Pembroke, Countess, epitaph on, 142. Penny saved is two pence clear, 257- Pensioner on bounties of an hour, ^ 208. Perils, what, environ, 144. Persians and Medes, laws of, 221, 229. Petar, engineer hoist with, 10. Peter, by robbing, paid Paul, 254. Phantom of delight, 125. Phillis, the neat handed, 81. Philosophy, more things than are dreamt of in your, 4. Physician, heal thyself, 233. Physic, throw, to dogs, 42. Picture, look on this, 9. Piedmont massacre, lines on, 84. Pierian spring, drink deep, 96. Pillars of the state, 58. Pin a day, a groat a year, 253, 257. Pinion, nursed, which impell'd the steel, 187. Pitch, they that touch, 24, 231. Pitiless pelting of storm, 69. Pity, he that hath, upon the poor, 225. Pity, like new-born babe, 38. Pity melts mind to love, 109. Pity, soft eyed, 216. Pity swells tide of love, 21a Pity 'tis, 'tis true, 4. Pity's akin to love, 242. Plague o' both your houses, 72. Player that frets and fumes, 42. Play's the thing, 6. Pleasantness, her ways are, 224. Pleasure at the helm, 154. Pleasure in being mad, in. Pleasure in pathless woods, 175. Pleasure of being cheated, 145. Pleasure, unmixed, 214. Plough, following along moun- tain's side, 125. Ploughshares, beat swords into, 230. Poetic pains, pleasure in, 135. Poetry, mincing, 51. Poet's ear, flattery not lost on, 197. Poet's eye in fine frenzy, 27. Poor, one changeless race, 185. Porcelain clay of human kind, 114. Porcupine, fretful, 4. Potations pottle deep, 13. Poverty, give me neither, 226. Poverty, not my will consents. 72. Power of beauty, I remember, no. Power, they should take who have, 126. Practised what he preached, 213. Praise, faint, damn with, 105. Indexm xxui Praise from Sir Hubert Stanley, 241. Praise, lovtf of, 212. Praising what is lost, 37. Prayer all his business, 261. Prayer, house, wherever, 251. Preacher's modest mansion, 129. Precepts in thy memory, charac- ter, 2. Pre-eminence of man, 37. Preparation, dreadful note of, 56, Pride and pomp of glorious war, 15. Pride goeth before destruction, 225. Pride in their port, 128. Pride that apes humility, 241. Pride, vice of fools, 96. Primrose by river's brim, 126. Princes and lords but breath of kings, 88. Princes and lords may flourish, 129. Prince's favours, how wretched he that hangs on, 63. Princes, put not trust in, 224. Print, in nameless, 180. Print, pleasant to see one's name in, 186. Prior, epitaph on himself, 206. Privilege of being independent, 90. Prize, too light, winning of, 17. Procrastination, thief of time, 209. Prophet hath no honour, 234. Prose run mad, 104. Prosperity, a jest's, 29. Prosperity, the bond of love, 47. Providence in fall of sparrow, 12. Pudding, solid, 105. Pulpit, drum ecclesiastic, 143. Pulse keeps time, 10. Pure, all things are pure to, 237. Purse, he who steals, 14. Pyramids, virtue outbuilds, 211. Quality, give us a taste of, 5. Quarrel, beware of entrance to, 2. Quarrel, is a very pretty one, 203. Quarrels, head full of, 71. Quarrels, those who interpose in, 120. Queen Mab, 70. Questionable shape, thou com'st in, 3- Quickly, 'twere well 'twere done, 38. Quietus, himself might make, 6. Quills upon fretful porcupine, 4. Quit yourselves like men, 219. Quiver, his, full of them, 223. Race not to swift, 226. Rack, leave not, behind, 18. Rake, every woman is, 102. Ravens, he that feeds, 34. Razors, a fellow in a market town, 249. Read, he that runs may, 137, 230. Reap, as you sow, 145. Reason, a woman's, 28. Reason, feast of, 107. IndeK. Reason's whole pleasure, loo. Rebellious liquors, 34. Reckoning, the, comes, 122. Reed, a bruised, 228. Relief, for this, i. Religion ! what pleasure untold, 138. Remember thy Creator, 227. Remembrance dear, of what's lost, 37. Remnants of good old time, 194. Remote, unfriended, 127. Render unto Caesar, 232. Repose, the rapture of, 184. Reputation, the bubble, 35. Revelry, there was sound of, 172. Revenge, shall not a Jew, 32. Revenge, sweet is, 176. Revenge, with whom, is virtue, 213. Revenges, time brings in, 21. Reynolds, Goldsmith's lines on, 132. Rhime nor reason, 260. Richard III., acting edition of, 58. Riches point to misery, 73. Rich, not gaudy habit, 3. Rides in the whirlwind, 95, 106. Rienzi, last of Romans, 174. Right, divine, of kings, 106. Righteous not forsaken, 222. Rivers arise, 84. Roar as gently as a dove, 26. Robb'd, he that is, 15. Robin Hood, a famous man, 125. Roderick Dhu, I am, 199. Rod, spare the, 145. Roman, noblest of them all, 67. Romans, last of all the, 67. Room, ample and verge enough, 154. Roscius, what scene of death to act, 59. Rose by any other name, 71. Rose, who can view the ripen' d, 172. Roses, the scent of, 163. Rosebuds, gather ye, 260. Rub, there's the, 6. Rude forefathers of hamlet, 152. Ruin, the beauteous, lay, 210. Rule Britannia, 149. Rule, sovereign, in a good man's hand, 148. Rule, the good old, 126. Ruling passion, be it what it will, 102. Ruling passion strong in death, 102. Run a muck at all I meet, 106. Rupert of debate, 255. Sabbath made for man, 233. Sack, this intolerable deal of, 50. Sadder and wiser man, 242. Saint, I seem, when most I play the devil, 60. Sally in our alley, authorship of, Saragoza, maid of, 169. Satan tempts by making rich, 104. Index. XXV atire's my weapon, io6. Satyr, Hyperion to, I. Saul and Jonathan were lovely, 219. Savage, virhen wild in woods, 1 1 1. Scars, he jests at, 71. Scholar, a ripe and good one, 64. Scholar's life, what ills assail, 116. School-boy, the whining, 35. School -boy, whistling to keep his courage up, 201. Scorn, to point finger at, 16. Scorpions, I will chastise with, 220. Scotland, stands it where it did, 41. Screw your courage to sticking place, ^9. Scribbler, who shames, 104. Scripture, devil can cite, 30. Search the Scriptures, 235. Season, when a convenient, 235. Sea, they that go down to, 223. Seeking the bubble reputation, 35. Self-murder, our island's shame, 202. Sentence, he mouths, as curs, 123. Sermons in stones, 34. Serpent, the trail of, 164. Serpent's tooth, how sharper than, 69. Serpent train, hide in flowers, 155. Servants, bad, wound their mas- ter's fame, 121. Seven ages, Shakspere's, 35. Shadow, love flies like, 19. Shaft at random sent, 200. Shaft flew thrice, 209. Shakspere, fancy's child, 81. Shakspere's monument, errone- ous inscription on, 18. Shakspere, what needs my, 84. Shakspere, Jonson's lines on, 141. Shakspere not of an age, 141. Shall I not take mine ease, 51. Shame, an erring sister's, 185. Shame, where 's thy blush, 10. Shamrock, the green immortal, 163. Shaving, a daily plague, 183. She walks the waters like g thing of life, 185. Ships are but boards, 30. Ships that have gone down at sea, 164. Shoot folly as it flies, 98. Shore, thy wild and willow'd, 196. Short and simple annals of the poor, 152. Shoulder'd his crutch, 130. Shreds and patches, a king of, 10. Shrewsbury clock, fought an hour by, 52. Shrine of the mighty, 184. Sigh no more ladies, 24. Sigh, waft from Indus, 108. Single blessedness, 25. Sins they are inclined to, 143. Sire, the stem ire of, 180. •M rmw \ xmiv^ERsr.' . ) XXVI Index. Slander, sharper than sword, 68. Slave's broken chain, 140. Sleep dwell on thine eyes, 71. Sleep, Henry IV. on, 53. Sleep, nature's restorer, 208. Sleep, nature's soft nurse, 53. Sleep of death, in that, 6. Sleep that knows not breaking, 199. Sleep, the weary to, 161. Sleep, third of life passed in, 183. Sleeping, those who watch o'er what they Tove, 179. Slow rises worth, 118. Smell, ancient and fish-like, 1 7. Smell, villanous, 19. Smooth runs the water, 58. Snake, like a wounded, 96. Snake, we have scotch' d, 39. Snapper up of trifles, 47. Socrates, take my chance of bliss with, 165. Soldier, bearded like the pard, 35- Soldier fit to stand by Caesar, 13. Soldier rest, 198. Solid pudding, 105. Solitude, this is, 170. Solomon in all his glory, 231. Something is rotten in the state, 3- Some village Hampden, 153. Sorrow, more in, than anger, 2. Sorrow never comes but brings an heir, 74. Sorrow not as others who have no hope, 236. Sorrows come in battalions, 11. So shines a good deed, 33. Soul, harrow up, 3. Souls, all were forfeit once, 21, Souls made of fire, 213. Sounds, sweet, concord of, 33. So wise, so young, ne'er live long 60. Sow, wrong, by the ear, 146. Spare the rod, 145. Sparrow, providence in fall of, 12. Sparta hath many a worthier son, 173. Spirits from vasty deep, 50. Spirits melted into air, 17. Spoon, he must have a long one, 37. Stable door, shut, when steed stolen, 254. Stand not on order of going, 41. Stands Scotland where it did, 41. Star, bright, particular, 36. Stars, gentler, whom they unite, 147. Stars hide their diminished heads, 78. Stars, two, keep not their motion, 52. State, I have done some service, 16. Still harping on my daughter, 4. Still linger in our northern climcj 194. Still small voice, 220. Stolen waters sweet, 224. Stone, this precious England, 45. Index, xxvu Stone walls do not a prison make, 240. Stones, continual dropping wears away, 257. Storm, pitiless pelting of, 69. Story 1 God bless you, 245. Strange eventful history, 35. Strangers, forget not to entertain, 237. Strong on strongest side, 43. Strong without rage, 252. Strumpet's plague to beguile, 16. Studious to please, 118. Study, a weariness of flesh, 227. Sublime tobacco, 183. Success, 'tis not in mortals to command, 93. Such dusky grandeur clothed the height, 193. Sufferance is the badge, 30. Sufficient unto the day, 231. Suicide, Britain infamous for, 211. Suit lightly won, 193. Sun, a world without, 159. Sun, nothing new under, 226. Superfluous lags the veteran, 117. Suspicion haunts the guilty mind, 59. Sweet are uses of adversity, 34. Sweet be thy cradled slumbers, Sweet is revenge, 176. Sweet Swan of Avon, 141. Sweet to know there is an eye, 176. Sweets of forgetfulness, 247. Sweetness, linked, 81. Sweetness, waste, on desert air, 153. Swift, the race is not to, 226. Swine, cast not pearls before, 231. Take the goods the gods pro- vide, no. Take those lips away, 23. Tale, an honest, speeds best, 61. Tale, a twice-told, 44. Tale, an old and often told, 192. Tale, an unvamish'd, 12. Tale, how plain a, 50. Tale, I could unfold, 3. Tale, I say't as 'twas said to me, 196. Tale, thereby hangs a, 34. Tale, to adorn a, 117. Tale told by an idiot, 43. Talents angel-bright, 211. Teach the young idea, 147. Tear, a pious father's, 199. Tears become the manly cheek, 149. Tears, like Niobe, I, Tears such as angels weep, 77. Tears, they that sow in, 223. Tedious as twice-told tale, 44. Tell it not in Gath, 219. Tell me where is fancy bred, 32. Tell, the patriot, 159. Tell truth and shame the devil, 50, 190. Tenor of his way, 215. Tenor of their way, 153. XXVlll Index, Terrors, the king of, 221. Teviot, sweet, 196. Thais, the lovely, 1 10. Thanks to the gods, 93. Thanks, for this relief, i. Theban, this learned, 69. The end crowns all, 48. The good die first, 126. The Lord gave, 221. Then rose from sea to sky, 177. Thereby hangs a tale, 34. There is another and better world, 245. There is a rapture on the lonely shore, 175. There is a tide, 67. There's a sweet little cherub, 250. There's nothing half so sweet in hfe, 163. There the wicked cease from troubling, 221. There was a sound of revelry, 172. These but the trappings, i. They have sown the wind, 229. They laugh that win, 16. Thief fears each bush, 59. Things ill got have bad success, 59. Think of that. Master Brook, 19. This is solitude, 170. This precious stone, 45. This was a man, 6*j, Though last, not least in love, 66. Those that fly may fight again, 146. Thou com'st in questionable shape, 3. Thought, a sudden, strikes me, 246. Thoughts that breathe, 154. Thousands, to murder, 212. Thou strong on strongest side, 43. Thou wert my guide, 10 1. Three poets in three distant ages, 113- Three removes bad as a fire, 258. Thrice he routed all his foes, 109. Thrice is he arm'd, 58. Through nature up to nature's God, loi. Throw physic to dogs, 42. Thus far into bowels of land, 61. Thy wish was father to thought, 54. Tide in affairs of men, 6'j. Time, brief chronicles of, 5. Time flies, death urges, 210. Time has thinn'd my flowing hair, 257. Time, like fashionable host, 48. Time throw a dart, 142. Time, we take no note of, 208. Tired nature's sweet restorer, 208. 'Tis an old tale and often told, 192. 'Tis distance lends, 158. 'Tis not in mortals always to be blest, 214. 'Tis pleasant to see one's name in print, 186. Index. XXIX 'Tis strange but true, 183. 'Tis sweet to hear the watch- dog's bark, 1 76. 'Tis true, 'tis pity, 4. Toad, jewel in his head, 34. To all a fair good night, 195. Tobacco, pernicious weed, 137. Tobacco, sublime, 183. To bear is to conquer our fate, 161. To be or not to be, 6. Tocsin of the soul, 182. Toe, light fantastic, 80. To err is human, 97. To gild refined gold, 44. Toll for the brave, 139. Tombs, gilded, worms unfold, 31. To-morrow to fresh woods, 82. Tongue, dropp'd manna, 77. Tongue that Shakspere spake, 126. Tooth-ach, philosophers can't endure, 25. To point a moral, 117. Torches to bum bright, 70. To wake the soul by strokes of art, 106. Towers, the cloud capp'd, 17. Trail of the serpent, 164. Train up a child, 225. Traitors, when they brave the field, 61. Trencherman, a valiant, 23. Trick worth two of that, 49. Tricks, fantastic, before high heaven, 22. Trifles light as air, 15. Trip on light fantastic toe, 80. Triton of the minnows, 64. Trouble, man born to, 221. Troubles, a sea of, 6. True hope is swift, 61. True to thine own self, be, 3. Trumpet, one warning, blown, 194. Trumpet-tongued, his virtues will plead, 38. Truth and loyalty, still follow with, 34. Truth, know then this, loi. Truth, pickingup shells by ocean, 182. Truth prevailed with double sway, 130. Truth stranger than fiction, 183. 'Twas sad by fits, 156. Twig, as it is bent, 102. Two of a trade ne'er agree, 120. Unadorn'd, adom'd the most, 147. Unanimity, their, where they agree, 203. Unbidden guests, 57. Unction, flattering, 10. Under the blossom that hangs on the bough, 19. Under which king, Bezonian, 55. Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown, 54. Uneffectual fire, 4. Unity, how good for brethren to dwell in, 223. Unkindest cut of all, 66. XXX Index, Unstable as water, 218. Unused to melting mood, 17. Unwept, unlionour'd, and un- sung, 198. Use breeds habit, 29. Use every man after his desert, 5. Usurper, the meek, 155. Vallombrosa, thick as leaves in, n- Valour, better part of, 52. Valour in vain doth bleed, 83. Valour, my, is oozing out, 203. Vanity, all is, 226. Vanquished, he could argue still, ISO- Vase in which roses, 163. Vaulting ambition, 39. Very like a whale, 9. Vestal, a fair, 26. Vestal's blameless lot, 108. Veteran, lags, superfluous, 117. Vice clings to the tott'ring walls, 168. Vice is a monster, 99. Vices made instruments to scourge us, 70. Village preacher's modest man- sion, 129. Vindicate the ways of God, 98. Vine and fig-tree, every man sit under, 230. Violet, to throw perfume on, 44. Violets, a bank of, 20. Virtue alone is happiness, 10 1. Virtue, assume a, 10. Virtue in distress, 114. Virtue, make a necessity of, 29, 112, 254. Virtue makes our bliss below, lOi. Virtue makes the bliss, 156. Virtue outbuilds the pyramids, 211. Virtue, peace is all thy own, 100. Virtue's path, keep, before you, 149. Virtues plead like angels, 38. Virtue's side, his failings leaned to, 130. Vision, baseless fabric of, 17. Vocation, man to labour in, 49. Voice, I will aggravate it so, 26. Voice, soft and gentle, 70. Volscian's ears, unmusical to, 64. Votaress, the imperial, 27. Waft a sigh from Indus, 108. Wagers used by fools for argu- ment, 144. Wall, the weakest goes to, 70. Warble his native wood-notcq wild, 81. War is a game, 136. War its thousands slays, 216. War, rash, fruitless, 149. War to the knife, 169. Warrior, like a, taking his rest, 242. Watch dog's bark, 't is sweet to hear, 176. Watch dog's voice that bayed the vnnd, 129. Watchman, what of the night, 228. Ways of God to men, ju^^tify, 7^- Index, XXXI Weariness can snore on flint, 68. Weary and old with service, 63. Web, the, of our life, 36. Web, what a tangled, we weave, 194. Weed, gather honey from, 138. Weed, I am as a, 1 7 1. Wee short hour ayont the twal, 88. We have scotched the snake, 39. We know what we are, ii. Welcome ever smiles, 48. Welcome home, none gave him, 46. Welcome the coming guest, 107. We '11 die with harness on, 43. We that live to please, 116. Whale, very like, 9. What a falling off, 4. What chisel can cut breath, 47. What perils environ, 144. What's in a name, 71. What will Mrs. Grundy say, 241. Whatever is, is right, 99. Wheel in middle of wheel, 229. When a lady's in the case, 121. When daisies pied, 29. When Greeks join'd Greeks, 243. When learning's triumph o'er her foes, 115. When shall we three meet again, 37. When unadorned, 147. When vice prevails, 94. When we are bom we cry, 69. Where bleed the many, 86. Where ignorance is bliss, 153. Where shall the lover rest, 192. Where the bee sucks, 18. Where's the coward that would not dare, 193. Wherever is a house of prayer, 251 . Whigs, settling on places, 165. While there is life there 's hope, 120. Whining school -boy, the, 35. Whip for the horse, 225. Whip in every honest hand, 16. Whips and scorns of time, 6. Whirligig of time, 21. Whirlwind, rides in, 95, 106. Whistled as he went, no. Whistle, you give too much for, 257. White, Kirke, lines on, 186. Who breaks a butterfly on a wheel, 105. Who drives fat oxen, 118. Who shall decide when doctors disagree, 102. Who talks much must talk in vain, 119. Who would be free, 171. Who would not weep, 105. Whose flag has braved, 160. Why not conscience have vaca- tion, 145. Wicked cease from troubling, 221. Wilderness, oh for a lodge in, 135. Will, he that complies against, 146. Wind, ill, that profits no one, 59- XXXll Index. Wind sits in your sail, 2. Wind, sits it in that quarter, 24. Wind, the cold, 67. Wind, they have sown, 229. Wind, thou winter, 36. Wind, what blew you hither, 55. Wine, good, needs no bush, 36. Wine, invisible spirit of, 13. Wine maketh glad, 222. Wine, use a little, 237. Wings, shook odours from, 157. Wings, with healing in, 230. Winning, too light, 17. Winter of our discontent, 59. Wisdom, apply our hearts to, 222. Wisdom cries in streets, 48. Wisdom crieth without, 224. Wise father that knows his child, 31. Wise saws, full of, 35. Wish, father to thought, 54. Wit, brevity is soul of, 4. Wit, cause of, in others, 53. Wits, great, allied to madness, III. Wit is out when age is in, 25. Wits, this encounter of, 60. Witching time of night, 9. Withers, ours are unwrung, 9. Without thorn, the rose, 214. Wives may be merry and yet honest, 19. Woe, luxury of, 166. Woe, suits of, I. Woe to thee, O land, 227. Woman, a ministering angel, 195. Woman at heart a rake, 102. Woman, ever, in this humour wooed, 60. Woman, frailty thy name is, I . Woman, he that lays hand on, 240. Woman, hell has no fury hke one scorned, 244. Woman, lovely woman, 250. Woman, pique her and soothe, 170. Woman, soft voice in, 70. Woman, take an elder than her- self, 20. Woman tastes no truer joy, 149. Woman that deliberates is lost, 93. Woman, therefore maybe woo'd, 73. Woman, therefore may be won, 57. Woman, till she smiled, 159. Woman, when she stoops to folly, 131. Woman will, or won't, 247. Woman, won with the tongue, 28. Woman's duty to her husband, 47. Woman's honour her safest guard, 241. Woman's lip, 'tis not so sweet as, 165. ^ Woman's love, 176. Woman's love, brief as, 9. Woman's mood, fantastic as, 200. Woman's tongue, do you tell me of, 46. Index, XXXlll Woman's will, current of, 246. Women, alas ! the love of, 179. Women as they wish to be, 244. Women-kind, one rosy mouth, 182. Word of promise to the ear, 43. Words that bum, 154. Workman worthy of his meat, 232. World forgetting, by the world forgot, 108. World, how full of briars, 33. World, I have not loved, 172. World, there is another and bet- ter, 245. World, the wide, men, lords of, 37. World, this restless, 214. World was all before them, 80. World, where strong temptations try, 129. World without a sun, man were, 159. World's an inn, 112. Worlds, exhausted, 115. World's mine oyster, 19. Worm in bud of youth, 139. Worm will turn when trod on, 59. Worm, who sets foot on, 136. Worth in anything, 145. Worth makes the man, 100. Worth rises slow, 118. Wound heal but by degrees, 14. Wrath, let not sun go down on, 236. Wreck of matter, 95. Wrong sow by the ear, 146. Yarn, life, a mingled, 36. Years, declined into, 15. Ye mariners of England, 160. Ye shepherds give ear to my lay, 85. Yorick, alas poor, 11. You gentlemen of England, 160. You take my house, 33. Youth, gravity of, 13. Youth on the prow, 154. Youth, ye who teach the ingenu- ous, 177. Zealand, New, some travellei from, shall sketch ruins of St. Pauls, 258. 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