Familiar quotations: being an attempt to trace to their source passages and phrases in common use.
Bartlett, John, 1820-1905.

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Page  I FAMILIAR QUOTATIONS: BEING AN ATTEMPT TO TRACE TO THEIR SOURCE PASSAGES AND PHRASES IN COMMON USE. BY JOHN BARTLETT. I have gathered a posie of other men's flowers, and nothing but the thread that binds them is mine own. -MONTAIGNE. FIFTH EDITION. BOSTON: LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY. 1868.

Page  II Entered according to act of Congress, in the year z868, by JOHN BARTLETT, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts. UNIVERSITY PRESS: WELCH, BIGELOW, & CO., CAMBRIDGE.


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Page  V THE fourth edition of "Familiar Quotations" was published in i863. The present edition embodies the results of the later researches of its editors, besides the contributions of various friends, and includes many quotations which have long been waiting a favorable verdict on the all-important question of familiarity. A few changes have been made in the arrangement, and the citations from Shakespeare have been adapted to the principal modern editions. The former edition has been freshly compared with the originals, and such errors removed as the revision has disclosed. The editorial labors have been shared with REZIN A. WIGHT, EsQ., of New York, who has been a generous contributor to the former editions. The editor takes pleasure in acknowledging his renewed obligations to PROF. HENRY W.

Page  VI vi HAYNES, of Burlington; D. WV. WILDER, ESQ., of Leavenworth; JUSTIN WINSOR, ESQ., and JAMES J. STORROW, ESQ., of Boston, and to many other friends. CAMBRIDGE, June, I868.

Page  VII ADVERTISEMENT TO THE FOURTH EDITION. THE favor shown to former editions has en, couraged the compiler of this Collection to go on with the work and make it more worthy. It is not easy to determine in all cases the degree of familiarity that may belong to phrases and sentences which present themselves for admission; for what is familiar to one class of readers may be quite new to another. Many maxims of the most famous writers of our language, and numberless curious and happy turns from orators and poets, have knocked at the door, and it was hard to deny them. But to admit these simply on their own merits, without assurance that the general reader would readily recognize them as old friends, was aside from the purpose of this Collection.

Page  VIII viii Advertisement. Still, it has been thought better to incur the risk of erring on the side of fulness. Owing to the great number of Quotations added in this edition, it has been necessary to make an entire reconstruction of the book. It is hoped the lovers of this agreeable subsidiary literature may find an increased useful ness in the Collection corresponding with its present enlargement. CAMBRIDGE, December, I863. v.''.'... ~,G1,.~~3 ~k -~~~- X (~ ~? Stat'.3:.) t at', \,? ^.-.i. God a



Page  1 FAMILIAR QUOTATIONS. GEOFFREY CHAUCER. I328- 1400. CANTERBURY TALES. Ed. Tyrwhitt. WHANNE that April with his shoures sote The droughte of March hath perced to the rote. Prologte. Line I. And smale foules maken melodie, That slepen alle night with open eye, So priketh hem nature in hir corages; Than longen folk to gon on pilgrimages. Line 9. And of his port as meke as is a mayde. Line 69. He was a veray parfit gentil knight. Line 72. He coude songes make, and wel endite. Line 95. Ful wel she sange the service devine, Entuned in hire nose ful swetely; And Frenche she spake ful fayre and fetisly, After the scole of Stratford atte bowe, For Frenche of Paris was to hire unknowe. Line 122. I A

Page  2 2 Chaucer. [Canterbury Tales continued. A Clerk ther was of Oxenforde also. Prologue. Line 287. For him was lever han at his beddes hed A twenty bokes, clothed in black or red, Of Aristotle, and his philosophie, Than robes riche, or fidel, or sautrie. But all be that he was a philosophre, Yet hadde he but litel gold in cofre. Line 295. And gladly wolde he lerne, and gladly teche. Line 3IO. Nowher so besy a man as he ther n' as, And yet he semed besier than he was. Line 323. His studie was but litel on the Bible. Line 440. For gold in phisike is a cordial; Therefore he loved gold in special. inze 445. Wide was his parish, and houses fer asonder. Line 493. This noble ensample to his shepe he yaf, That first he wrought, and afterwards he taught. Line 498. But Cristes lore, and his apostles twelve, He taught, but first he folwed it himselve. Line 5z9. And yet he had a thomb of gold parde.1 Line 565. 1 In allusion to the proverb, "Every honest miller has a golden thumb."

Page  3 Chaucer. 3 Canterbury Tales'continued.] Who so shall telle a tale after a man, He moste reherse, as neighe as ever he can, Everich word, if it be in his charge, All speke he never so rudely and so large; Or elles he moste tellen his tale untrewe, Or feinen thinges, or finden wordes newe. Prologbe. Line 733. For May wol have no slogardie a-night. The seson priketh every gentil herte, And maketh him out of his slepe to sterte. The Kntglzges Tale. Line I044. Up rose the sonne, and up rose Emelie. Ibid. Line 2275. To maken vertue of necessite. Ibid. Line 3044. And brought of mighty ale a large quart. The Milleres Tale. Line 3497. Yet in our ashen cold is fire yreken. The Reves Prologfue. Line 3880. So was hire joly whistle wel ywette. The Reves Tale. 4153. And for to see, and eek for to be seye.l "The Wif of Bathes Prologue. Line 6134. Loke who that is most vertuous alway, Prive and apert, and most entendeth ay To do the gentil dedes that he can, And take him for the gretest gentilman. The Wzif of Bathes Tale. Line 6695. 1 Spectatum veniunt, veniunt spectentur ut ipsae. Ovid, Art of Love, I. 99.

Page  4 4 Chaucer. [Canterbury Tales continued. That he is gentil that doth gentil dedis. The WIf of Bathes Tale. Line 6752. This flour of wifly patience. The Clerkes Tale. Pars v. Line 8797. Fie on possession, But if a man be vertuous withal. The Frankeleines Prologzue. Line I0998. Mordre wol out, that see we day by day. Tuhe Nonnes Preestes TIde. Line I5058. The firste vertue, sone, if thou wilt lere, Is to restreine, and kepen wel thy tonge. The ianciples T7zle. Line I7281. For of fortunes sharpe adversite, The worst kind of infortune is this, A man that hath been in prosperite, And it remember, whan it passed is. Troilus and Creseide. Book iii. Line I625. One eare it heard, at the other out it went. Ibid. Book iv. Line 435. The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne, Th' assay so hard, so sharpe the. conquering. The Assembly of Foules. Line I. For out of the old fieldes, as men saithe, Cometh al this new come fro yere to yere, And out of old bookes, in good faithe, Cometh al this new science that men lere. Ibid. Line 22.

Page  5 Chaucer. -A Kempnis. 5 Canterbury Tales continued.] Nature, the vicar of the almightie Lord. Ibid. Line 379. Of all the floures in the mede, Than love I most these floures white and rede, Soch that men callen daisies in our toun. The Legend of Good Women. Line 4I. That well by reason men it call may The daisie, or els the eye of the day, The emprise, and floure of floures all. Ibid. Line I84. THOMAS A KEMPIS. I380-1471. Man proposes, but God disposes.l Imitation of Christ. Book i. Ch. i9. And when he is out of sight, quickly also is he out of mind. Ibid. Book i. Ch. 23. Of two evils, the less is always to be chosen. Ibid. Book iii. Ch. I2. 1 This expression is of much greater antiquity; it appears in the Czhronicle of Baltel Abbey, page 27 (Lower's Translation), and in Piers Plozighman's Vision, line 13,994. A man's heart deviseth his way; but the Lord directeth his steps. Proverbs xvi. 9.

Page  6 6 Rabelais. - Tusser. FRANCIS RABELAIS. I495- I553. I am just going to leap into the dark.' /3iolteux's Life. To return to our wethers.2 Book i. C'h. i. note 2. I drink no more than a sponge. Ibid. Ch. 5. Appetite comes with eating, says Angeston. Ibid. By robbing Peter he paid Paul,.... and hoped to catch larks if ever the heavens should fall. Book i. Ch. iI. I'11 go his halves. Book iv. Ch. 23. The Devil was sick, the Devil a monk would be; The Devil was well, the Devil a monk was he. Book iv. Chz. 24. THOMAS TUSSER. I523- 580. FIVE HUNDRED POINTS OF GOOD HUSBANDRY. Time tries the troth in everything. The Author's Epistle. Ch. i. God sendeth and giveth, both mouth and the meat.. Good Husbandry Lessons. The stone that is rolling can gather no moss. Ibid. 1 Je m'en vay chercher un grand peut-estre. 2 Reveznons o nos rmoatons, a proverb taken from the old French farce of Pierre Patel/in (ed. 1762, p. 90).

Page  7 Tusser. 7 Better late than never:' An Habitation Enforced. At Christmas play, and make good cheer, For Christmas comes but once a year. The Farmer's Daily Diet. Except wind stands as never it stood, It is an ill wind turns none to good.' A Description of the Properties of Winds. All's fish they get That cometh to net. Febrtuany's Abstract. Such mistress, such Nan, Such master, such man.2 April's Abstract.'T is merry in hall Where beards wag all.' A ugttst's Abstract. Look ere thou leap, see ere thou go.' Of Wiving and Thriving. Dry sun, dry wind, Safe bind, safe find. Washing. 1 See Proverbs, page 603. 2 On the authority of M. Cimber, of the Bibliotheque Royale, we owe this proverb to Chevalier Bayard, Tel maitre, tel valet. 3 Merry swithe it is in halle, When the beards waveth alle. Adam Davie, I3I2, Life of Aexander.

Page  8 8 Coke. -Cervantes. SIR EDWARD COKE. I549 - 1634. The gladsome light of jurisprudence. First Institute. For a man's house is his castle, et domus sua cuique zutissivzum refugiunm. Third znstiatue. Page I62. The house of every one is to him as his castle and fortress, as well for his defence against injury and violence, as for his repose. Semayne's Case, 5 Rep. 9I. They (corporations) cannot commit treason, nor be outlawed nor excommunicate, for they have no souls. Case of Sttolon's Tospital, Io Rep. 32. MIGUEL DE CERVANTES. 1547 -i6i6. He had a face like a benediction. Don Quixote. Part i. Book ii. Ch. 4. Every one is the son of his own works. Ibid. Book iv. Chz. 20. I would do what I pleased, and doing what I pleased, I should have my will, and having my will, I should be contented; and when one is contented, there is no more to be desired; and when there is no more to be desired, there is an end of it. Ibid. Cz. 23. 1 From the Pandecls, Lib. ii. tit. iv. De in 7us vocando.

Page  9 Cervantes. - Still. 9 Don Quixote continued.] Every one is as God made him, and oftentimes a great deal worse. Part ii. Ch. 4. Now blessings light on him that first invented sleep! it covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak; it is meat for the hungry, drink for the thirsty, heat for the cold, and cold for the hot. Part ii. Ch. 67. Don't put too fine a point to your wit for fear it should get blunted. The Little Gypsy. (La Gitanilla.) My heart is wax to be moulded as she pleases, but enduring as marble to retain.' Zbid. BISHOP STILL (JOHN). I543 - I607. I cannot eat but little meat, My stomach is not good; But sure I think that I can drink With him that wears a hood. Gaminer Gurton's Needle. Act ii.2 Back and side go bare, go bare, Both foot and hand go cold; But, belly, God send thee good ale enough, Whether it be new or old. Zbid. Cf. Byron, p. 484. 2 Stated by Mr. Dyce to be from a MS. in his possession, and of older date than Gammer Gurtoln's Needle. - Skelton, WVorks, ed. Dyce, i. vii. -x., it. IX

Page  10 IO Spenser. EDMUND SPENSER. I533 - I599. FAERIE QUEENE. A gentle knight was pricking on the plaine. Book i. Canto i. St. I. The noblest mind the best contentment has. Book i. Callto i. St. 35. A bold bad man. Book i. C'nato i. St. 37. Her angels face, As the great eye of heaven, shyned bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place. Book i. Canuto iii. St. 4. Ay me, how many perils doe enfold The righteous man, to make him daily fall. Book i. Canuto viii. St. I. Entire affection hateth nicer hands. Book i. Canto viii. St. 40. That darksome cave they enter, where they find That cursed man, low sitting on the ground, Musing full sadly in his sullein mind. Book i. Cn(ato ix. St. 35. No daintie flowre or herbe that growes on grownd, No arborett with painted blossoms drest And smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd To bud out faire, and throwe her sweete smels al arownd. Book ii. Canto vi. St. I2.

Page  11 Spenser. I I Faerie Queene, continued.] And is there care in Heaven? Book ii. Canto viii. St. I. Eftsoones they heard a most melodious sound. Book ii. Canto xii. St. 70. Through thick and thin, both over bank and bush, In hopes her to attain by hook or crook. Book iii. Canto i. St. 7. Her berth was of the wombe of morning dew,1 And her conception of the joyous prime. Book iii. Canto vi. St. 3. Be bolde, Be bolde, and everywhere, Be bold. Book iii. Canto xi. St. 54. Dan Chaucer, well of English undefyled, On Fame's eternall beadroll worthie to be fyled. Book iv. Canto ii. St. 32. Who will not mercie unto others show, How can he mercy ever hope to have? Book vi. Canto i. St. 42. What more felicitie can fall to creature Than to enjoy delight with libertie, And to be lord of all the workes of Nature, To raine in th' aire from earth to highest skie, To feed on flowres and weeds of glorious feature. The Fate of the Butterfly. Line 209. x The dew of thy birth is of the womb of the morning. Psalm cx. 3.

Page  12 12 Spenser. I was promised on a time To have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason. Lines on his provmised Pension.1 For of the soul the body form doth take, For soul is form, and doth the body make. Hymn in Honour of Beauty. Line I32. A sweet attractive kinde of grace, A full assurance given by lookes, Continuall comfort in: a face The lineaments of gospel-books. Elegiac on a Friend's Passion for his AstrophiZl.2 Full little knowest thou that hast not tride, What hell it is in suing long to bide; To loose good dayes that might be better spent, To wast long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with feare and sorrow, To fret thy soule with crosses and with cares; To eate thy heart through comfortlesse dispaires; To fawne, to crowehe, to waite, to ride, to ronne, To spend, to give, to want, to be undonne. Afother ~Hubberd's Tale. Line 895. 1 This tradition is confirmed by an entry in Manningham's nearly contemporaneous Diary, May 4, I602. 2 This piece was printed in The Phzanix Nest, 4to, I593, where it is anonymous. Todd has shown that it was wvritten by Mathew Roydon.

Page  13 Raleizgh. 13 SIR WALTER RALEIGH. I552 -I6 68. If all the world and love.were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee, and be thy love. Thue Nymph's Reply to the Passionate Shepherd. Silence in love bewrays more woe Than words, though ne'er so witty; A beggar that is dumb, you know, May challenge double pity. Passions are likened best to Floods and Streams. Methought I saw the grave where Laura lay. Verses to Edmund Spenser. 0 eloquent, just and mightie Death! whom none could advise, thou hast perswaded; what none hath dared, thou hast done; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised: thou hast drawne together all the farre stretched greatnesse, all the pride, crueltie and ambition of men, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hic jacet! Historie of the World, Book v. Pt. I, ad fin. Fain would I climb but that I fear to fall. Written on a pane oflass, in Queen Elizabeth's presence.1 1 Her reply was, - If thy heart fail thee, why then climb at all.

Page  14 I4 Sidizey. - Brooke. SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. I554-I586. Sweet food of sweetly uttered knowledge. The Defence of Poesy. He cometh unto you with a tale which holdeth children from play, and old men from the chimney-corner. Ibid. I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglass, that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet. Ibid. High erected thoughts seated in the heart of courtesy. Arcadia. Book i. They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts. Ibid. My dear, my better half. Ibid. Book iii. Have I caught my heav'nly jewel.1 Astrophel and Stella. Second Song. LORD BROOKE. 1554-x1628. O wearisome condition of humanity! fustapkha. Act v. Sc. 4. And out of mind as soon as out of sight.2' Soznnet lvi. 1 Quoted by Shakespeare, Mferry Wives of Windsor, Act iii. Sc. 3. 2 Cf. Kempis, Imitation of Christ, Book i. Ch. 23.

Page  15 Marlowe. 15 CHRISTOPHER MARLrOWE. I565 - I593. WORKS (ED. DYCE, I862). Who ever loved that loved not at first sight? Hero and Leander. Come live with me, and be my love, And we will all the pleasures prove That hills and valleys, dales and fields, Woods or steepy mountains, yields. The Passionate Shepherd to his Love. By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. Ibid. And I will make thee beds of roses, And a thousand fragrant posies. Ibid. When all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven. Faustus. Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul: see, where it flies! Zbid. O, thou art fairer than the evening air, Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars. ibid. 1 Quoted by Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act iii. Sc. 5.

Page  16 16 Moarlowe. - Hooker. [Faustus continued. Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo's laurel bough,' That sometime grew within this learned man. Ibid. Infinite riches in a little room. The yew of AMalta. Act i. Excess of wealth is cause of covetousness. Ibid. Act i. NQW will I shew myself to have more of the serpent than the dove; that is, more knave than fool. Abid. Act ii. Love me little, love me long.2 Ibid. Act iv. RICHARD HOOKER. 1553 - I6oo. Of Law there can be no less acknowledged, than that her seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony of the world: all things in heaven and earth do her homage, the very least as feeling her care, and the greatest as not exempted from her power. Ecclesiastical Polity. Book i. That to live by one man's,will became the cause of all men's misery. Ibid. Book i. 0, withered is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen. Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra, Act iv. Sc. 13. 2 See Herrick, p. I59.

Page  17 Shakespeare. 7 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. I564- I6i6. THE TEMPEST. I, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated To closeness, and the bettering of my mind. Act i. Sc. 2. Like one, Who having, unto truth, by telling of it, Made such a sinner of his memory, To credit his own lie. Act i. Sc. 2. My library Was dukedom large enough. Act i. Sc. 2. From the still-vex'd Bermoothes. Act i. Sc. 2. I will be correspondent to command, And do my spriting gently. Act i. Sc. 2. Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Court'sied when you have, and kiss'dThe wild waves whist. Act i. Sc. 2. Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made* Those are pearls that were his eyes-: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Act i. Sc. 2.'spiriting,' Cambridge ed. B

Page  18 i8 Shakespeare. [Tempest continued. The fringed curtains of thine eye advance. Act i Sc. 2. There's nothing ill can dwell in such a temple: If the ill spirit have so fair a house, Good things will strive to dwell with't. Act i. Sc. 2. A very ancient and fish-like smell. Act ii. Sc. 2. Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows. Act ii. Sc. 2. Fer. Here's my hand. Jfir. And mine, with my heart in't. Act iii. Sc. i. He that dies pays all debts. Act iii. Sc. 2. Deeper than e'er plummet sounded. Act iii. Sc. 3. 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, Leave not a rack 1 behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. Act iv. Sc. i. With foreheads villanous low. Act iv. Sc. I. Deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'11 drown my book. Act v. Sc. I. Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie. Act v. Sc. I. 1'wreck,' Dyce.

Page  19 Shakespeare. 19 THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA. Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits. Act i. Sc. I. I have no other but a woman's reason: I think him so, because I think him so. Act i. Sc. 2. O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day! Act i. Sc. 3. And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold. Act ii. Sc. 4. He makes sweet music with th' enamel'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage. Act ii. Sc. 7. That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man, If with his tongue he cannot win a woman. Act iii. Sc. I. Except I be by Sylvia in the night, There is no music in the nightingale. Act iii. Sc. r. A man I am, cross'd with adversity. Act iv. Sc. I. Is she not passing fair? Act iv. Sc. 4.1 How use doth breed a habit in a man! Act v. Sc. 4. 1 Act iv. Sc. 2, Dyce.

Page  20 20 Shakespeare. THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR. I will make a Star-chamber matter of it. Act i. Sc. I. All his successors, gone before him, have done.'t; and all his ancestors, that come after him, may. Act i. Sc. r. It is a familiar beast to man, and signifies love. Act i. Sc. I. Mine host of the Garter. Act i. Sc. I. I had rather than forty shillings I had my book of songs and sonnets here. Act i. Sc. I. If there be no great love in the beginning, yet heaven may decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are married, and have more occasion to know one another: I hope upon familiarity will grow more contempt.. Act i. Sc. 1. Convey, the wise it call. Steal? foh! a fico for the phrase! Act i. Sc. 3. Teister I'11 have in pouch, when thou shalt lack, Base Phrygian Turk! Act i. Sc. 3. The humour of it. Act i. Sc. 3. Here will be an old abusing of.... the king's English. Act i. Sc. 4. We burn daylight. Act ii. Sc. I.

Page  21 Shakespeare. 21 Merry Wives of Windsor continued.] Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy head now. Act ii. Sc. I. Why, then the world's mine oyster, Which I with sword will open. Act ii. Sc. 2. This is the short and the long of it. Act ii. Sc. 2. Unless experience be a jewel. Act ii. Sc. 2. I cannot tell what the dickens his name is. Act iii. Sc. 2. What a taking was he in when your husband asked who was in the basket! Act iii. Sc. 3. O, what a world of vile ill-favour'd faults Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year! Act iii. Sc. 4. I have a kind of alacrity in sinking. Act iii. Sc. 5. As good luck would have it.. Act iii. Sc. 5. The rankest compound of villanous smell that ever offended nostril. Act iii. Sc. 5. A man of my kidney. Act iii. Sc. 5. Think of that, Master Br6ok. Act iii. Sc. 5. In his old lunes again. Act iv. Sc. 2. They say, there'is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death. Act v. Sc. I.

Page  22 22 Shakespeare. MEASURE FOR MEASURE. Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us,'t were all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd, But to fine issues'; nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence, But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor — Both thanks and use. Act i. Sc. I. He was ever precise in promise-keeping. Act i. Sc. 2. I hold you as a thing enskied, and sainted. Act i. Sc. 5.1 Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win, By fearing to attempt. Act i. Sc. 5.1 The jury, passing on the prisoner's life, May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two Guiltier than him they try. Act ii. Sc. I. 1 Act i. Sc. 5, White, Singer, Knight. Act i. Sc. 4, Cambridge, Dyce, Staunton.

Page  23 Shakespeare. 23 Measure for Measure continued.] This will last out a night in Russia, When nights are longest there. Act ii. Sc. I. Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it! Act ii. Sc. 2. 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. Act ii. Sc. 2. Why, all the souls that were were forfeit once; And he that might the vantage best have took Found out the remedy. Act ii. Sc. 2. O! it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant. Act ii. Sc. 2. But man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd, - His glassy essence, - like an.angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high Heaven, As make the angels weep. Act ii. Sc. 2. That in the captain's but a choleric word, Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy. Act ii. Sc. 2. Our compell'd sins Stand more for number than for accompt. Act ii. Sc. 4. The miserable have no other medicine, But only hope. Act iii. Sc. i.

Page  24 24 Shakespeare. [Measure for Measure continued. Servile to all'the skyey influences. Act iii. Sc. I. Palsied eld. Act iii. Sc. i. The sense of death is most in apprehension, And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies. Act iii. Sc. I. Ay, but to die, and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstruction, 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 imprison'd in the viewless winds And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world. Act iii. Sc. I. The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, -is a paradise To what we fear of death. Act iii. Sc. I. Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful. Act iii. Sc. I. Take, 0, 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.' Act iv. Sc. I, 1 This song occurs in Act v. Sc. 2, of Beaumont and

Page  25 Shakespeare. 25 Measure for Measure continued.] Every true man's apparel fits your thief. Act iv. Sc. 2.'Gainst the tooth of time, And razure of oblivion. Act v. Sc. I. My business in this state Made me a looker-on here in Vienna. Act v. Sc. -I. They say, best men are moulded out of faults. Act v. Sc. I. What's mine is yours, and what is yours is mine. Act v. Sc. I. THE COMEDY OF ERRORS. The pleasing punishment that women bear. Act i. Sc. I. A wretched soul, bruised with adversity. Act ii. Sc. I. One Pinch, a hungry lean-fac'd villain, A mere anatomy..Act v. Sc. I. A needy, hollow-ey'd, sharp-looking wretch, A living dead man. Act v. Sc. I. Fletcher's Bloody Brother, with the following additional stanza:Hide, 0, hide those hills of snow, 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. 2

Page  26 26 Shakespeare. MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING. He hath indeed better bettered expectation. Acti. Sc. I. A very valiant trencher-man. Act i. Sc. I. A skirmish of wit between them. Act i. Sc. I. The gentleman is not in your books. Act i. Sc. I. Benedick the married man. Act i. Sc. I. As merry as the day is long. Act ii. Sc. I. Friendship is constant in all other things, Save'in the office and affairs of love: Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues: Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent. Act ii. Sc. I. Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. Act ii. Sc. I. Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever; One foot in sea and one on shore; To one thing constant never. Act ii. Sc. 3. Sits the wind in that corner? Act ii. Sc. 3. Shall quips, and sentences, and these paperbullets 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. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Page  27 Shakespeare. 27 Much Ado about Nothing continued.] Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps. Act iii. Sc. I. Every one can master a grief, but he that has it. Act iii. Sc. 2. Are you good men and true? Act iii. Sc. 3. To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune, but to write and read comes by nature. Act iii. Sc. 3. Is most tolerable, and not to be endured. Act iii. Sc. 3. The fashion wears out more apparel than the man. Act iii. Sc. 3. Comparisons are odorous. Act iii. Sc. 5. A good old man, sir; he will be talking: as they say, when the age is in, the wit is out. Act iii. Sc. 5. 0, what men dare do! what men may do! what men daily do, not knowing what they do! Act iv. Sc. I. I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face; a thousand innocent shames, In angel whiteness, bear away those blushes. Act iv. Sc. I. For it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find

Page  28 28 Shakespeare. [Much Ado about Nothing continued. The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours. Act iv. Sc. I. Th' idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination. Act iv. Sc. I. Into the eye and prospect of his soul. Act iv. Sc. I. Flat burglary as ever was committed. Act iv. Sc. 2. O that he were here to write me down, an ass! Act iv. Sc. 2. A fellow that hath had losses; and one that hath two gowns, and everything handsome about' him. Act iv. Sc. 2. Patch grief with proverbs. Act v. Sc. I.'T is all men's office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of sorrow, But no man's virtue, nor sufficiency, To be so moral when he shall endure The like himself. Act v. Sc. I. For there was never yet philosopher That could endure the toothache patiently. Act v. Sc. I. Some of us will smart for it. Act v. Sc. I. I was not born under a rhyming planet. Act v. Sc. 2. Done to death by slanderous tongues. Act v. Sc. 3.

Page  29 Shakespeare. 29 LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST. Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile. Act i. Sc. I. Small have continual plodders ever won, Save base authority from others' books. These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights Than those that walk, and wot not what they are. Act i. Sc. I. And men sit down to that nourishment which is called supper. Act i. Sc. I. That unlettered, small-knowing soul. Act i. Sc. I. A child of our grandmother Eve, a female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a woman. Acti. Sc. I. The world was very guilty of such a ballad some three ages since; but, I think, now't is not to be found. Act i. Sc. 2. The rational hind Costard. Act i. Sc. 2. Devise, wit! write, pen! for I am for whole volumes in folio. Act i. Sc. 2. A merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. Act ii. Sc. I.

Page  30 30 Shakespeare. [Love's Labour's Lost continued. Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished, So sweet and voluble is his discourse. Act ii. Sc. I. By my penny of observation. Act iii. Sc. I. The boy hath sold him a bargain, a goose, that's flat. Act iii. Sc. I. A very beadle to a humorous sigh. Act iii. Sc. I. This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid; Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, Th' anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Liege of all loiterers and malcontents. Act iii. Sc. I. He hath never-fed of the dainties that are bred in a book. Act iv. Sc. 2. Dictynna, good-man Dull. Act iv. Sc. 2. These are begot in the ventricle of memory, nourish'd in the womb of pia mater, and delivered upon the mellowing of occasion. Act iv. Sc. 2. For where is any author in the world Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye? Learning is but an adjunct to ourself. Act iv. Sc. 3. It adds a precious seeing to the eye. Act iv. Sc. 3.

Page  31 ShakesypeaYe. 3I Love's Labour's Lost continued.] From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;. They are the books, the arts, the Academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world. Act iv. Sc. 3. As sweet, and musical, As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes Heaven drowsy with the harmony. Act iv. Sc. 3. He draweth out the, thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument. Act v. Sc. I. Priscian a little scratch'd;'t will serve. Act v. Sc. I. They have been at a great feast of languages, and stolen the scraps. Act v. Sc. I. In the posteriors of this day, which the rude multitude call the afternoon. Act v. Sc. I. They have measur'd many a mile, To tread a measure with you on this grass. Act v. Sc. 2. A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it. Act v. Sc. 2a When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight. Act v. Sc. 2.

Page  32 32 Shakespeare. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM. But earthlier happy' is the rose distill'd, Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness. Act i. Sc. I. Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, "Behold! " The jaws of darkness do devour it up. Act i. Sc. I. For aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth. Act i. Sc. I. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind. Act i. Sc. I. Masters, spread yourselves. Act i. Sc. 2. This is Ercles' vein. Act i. Sc. 2. I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove: I will roar you, an't were any nightingale. Act i. Sc. 2. A proper man, as one shall see in a summer's day. Act i. Sc. 2. 1'earthlier happy,' White, Cambridge, Dyce.'earthly happier,' Singer, Staunton, Knight.

Page  33 Shakespeare. 33 Midsummer Night's Dream continued.] And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music. Act ii. Sc. I.1 In maiden meditation, fancy-free. Act ii. Sc. I.1 I'11 put a girdle round about the Earth In forty minutes. Act ii. Sc. I., My heart Is true as steel. Act ii. Sc. I.1 I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows. Act ii. Sc. I.1 A lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing. Act iii. Sc. I. Bless thee, Bottom! bless thee! thou art translated. Act iii. Sc. r. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted. Act iii. Sc. 2. Two lovely berries moulded on one stem. Act iii. Sc. 2. I have an exposition of sleep come upon me. Act iv. Sc. I. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet Are of imagination all compact. Act v. Sc. I. Act ii. Sc. i, White, Cambridge, Dyce, Staunton. Act ii. Sc. 2, Singer, Knight. 2* c

Page  34 34 Shakespeare. [Midsummer Night's Dream continued. The lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And, as imagination 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. Act v. Sc. I. That is the true beginning of our end. Act v. Sc. I. The best in this kind are but shadows. Act v. Sc. I. The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. Act v. Sc. I. THE MERCHANT OF VENICE. Now, by two-headed Janus, Nature hath fram'd strange fellows in her time. Act i. Sc. I. Though Nestor swear the jest be laughable. Act i. Sc. I. You have too much respect upon the world: They lose it, that do buy it with much care. Act i. Sc. I. I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one. Act i. Sc. I.

Page  35 Shakespeare. 35 Merchant of Venice continued.]. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster? Acti. Sc. I. There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle, like a standing pond. Act i. Sc. I. I am Sir Oracle, And, when I ope my lips, let no dog bark! Act i. Sc. I. Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you'shall seek all day ere you find them; and when you have them, they are not worth the search. Act i. Sc. I. They are as sick, that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing. Act i. Sc. 2. God made him, and therefore let him pass for a man. Act i. Sc. 2. Ships are but boards, sailors but men; there be land-rats and water-rats, land-thieves and water-thieves. Act i. Sc. 3. I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. Act i. Sc. 3. Even there where merchants most do congregate. Act i. Sc. 3. The Devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. Act i. Se. 3.

Page  36 36 Shakespeare. [Merchant of Venice continued. A goodly apple rotten at the heart. O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath! Act i. Sc. 3. Many a time and oft, In the Rialto, you have rated me. Act i. Sc. 3. For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. Act i. Sc. 3. In a bondman's key, With'bated breath, and whisp'ring humbleness. Act i. Sc. 3. It is a wise father that knows his own child. Act ii. Sc. 2. And the vile squeaking of the wry-neck'd fife. Act ii. Sc. 5. All things that are, Are with more spirit chased than enjoy'd. Act ii. Sc. 6.1 I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Act iii. Sc. I. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil? Act iii. Sc. 2. Thus when I shun Scylla, your father, I fall into Charybdis, your mother.2 Act iii. Sc. 5. 1 Act ii. Sc. 5, Dyce. 2 Incidis in Scyllam cupiens vitare Charybdim. Philippe Gualtier (about the I3th century), Alexandreis, Book v. line 301.

Page  37 Shakespeare. 37 Merchant of Venice continued.] Let it serve for table-talk. Act iii. Sc. 5. What! wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice? Act iv. Sc. I. 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:'T is mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown: His sceptre shows 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 show likest God's, WVhen mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy, And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. Act iv. Sc. I. A Daniel come to judgment! Act iv. Sc. I.'T is not in the bond. Act iv. Sc. I. A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew! Now, infidel, I have thee on the hip. Act iv. Sc. I.

Page  38 38 Shakespea re. [Merchant of Venice continued. I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word. Act iv. Sc. I. 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 live. Act iv. Sc. I. He is well paid that is well satisfied. Act iv. Sc. I. How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Act v. Sc. I. Look, how the floor of Heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in im'mortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it. Act v. Sc. I. I am never merry when I hear sweet music. Act v. Sc. I. 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. Act v. Sc. I. How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world. Act v. Sc. I.

Page  39 Shakespeare. 39 AS YOU LIKE IT. Well said: that was laid on with a trowel. Acti. Sc. 2. My pride fell with my fortunes. Act i. Sc. 2. Cel. Not a word? Ros. Not one to throw at a dog. Act i. Sc. 3. O how full of briars is this working-day world! Act i. Sc. 3. We'11 have a swashing and a martial outside. Act i. Sc. 3. Sweet 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 everything. Act ii. Sc. I. The big round tears Cours'd one another down his innocent nose In piteous chase. Act ii. Sc. I. "Poor deer," quoth he, "thou mak'st a testament As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more To that which had too much." Act ii. Sc. I. Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens. Act ii. Sc. I. And He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be comfort to my age! Act ii. Sc. 3.

Page  40 40 Shakespeare. [As You Like It continued. For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood. Act ii. Sc. 3. Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly. Act ii. Sc. 3. 0 good old man! how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat, but for promotion. Act ii. Sc. 3. And raild on Lady Fortune in good terms, In good set terms. Act ii. Sc. 7. And then he drew a dial from his poke, And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, "It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see," quoth he, "how the world wags." Actrii. Sc. 7. 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. Act ii. Sc. 7. My lungs began to crow like chanticleer. Act ii. Sc. 7. Motley's the only wear. Act ii. Sc. 7. If ladies be but young and fair, They have the gift to know it: and in his brain, Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm'd With observation, the which he vents In mangled forms. Act ii. Sc. 7.

Page  41 Shakespeare. 41 As You Like It continued.] I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please. Act ii. Sc. 7. The why is plain as way to parish church. Act ii. Sc. 7. 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 spectacle 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

Page  42 42 Shakespeare. [As You Like It continued. 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 — everything. Act ii. Sc. 7. Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude. Act ii. Sc. 7. The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive she. Act iii. Sc. 2. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd? Act iii. Sc. 2. O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! and yet again wonderful, and after that out of all whooping. Act iii. Sc. 2. Every one fault seeming monstrous, till his fellow-fault came to match it. Act iii. Sc. 2. Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much.l Act iii. Sc. 2. Truly, I would the gods had made thee poetical. Act iii. Sc. 3. Down on your knees, And thank Heaven, fasting, for a good man's love. Act iii. Sc. 5. It is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and, indeed, the sundry contemplation of my 1 See Proverbs, p. 609.

Page  43 Shakespeare. 43 As You Like It continued.] travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness. Act iv. Sc. I. I had rather have a fool to make me merry, than experience to make me sad. Act iv. Sc. i. Very good orators, when they are out, they will spit. Act iv. Sc. I. Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love. Act iv. Sc. i. Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Act iv. Sc. I. Pacing through the forest, Chewing the food' of sweet and bitter fancy. Act iv. Sc. 3. No sooner met, but they looked; no sooner looked, but they loved; no sooner loved, but they sighed; no sooner sighed, but they asked one another the reason. Act v. Sc. 2. How bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes! Act v. Sc. 2. An ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine own. Act v. Sc. 4. The Retort Courteous...... Lie Circumstantial, and the Lie Direct. Act v. Sc. 4. Your If is the only peacemaker; much virtue in If Act v. Sc. 4. Good.wine needs no bush. Epilogpze. 1'cud,' Dyce, Staunton.

Page  44 44 Shakespeare. THE TAMING OF THE SHREW. As Stephen Sly, and old John Naps of Greece, And Peter Turf, and Henry Pimpernell; And twenty more such names and men as these, Which never were, nor no man ever saw. Induction, Sc. 2. No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en; In brief, sir, study what you most affect. Act i. Sc. I. There's small choice in rotten apples. Act i. Sc. I. Tush! tush! fear boys with bugs. Act i. Sc. 2. And do as adversaries do in law, - Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends. Act i. Sc. 2. And thereby hangs a tale.l Act iv. Sc. I. My cake is dough. Act v. Sc. I. Intolerable, not to be endured. Act v. Sc. 2. A woman mov'd is like a fountain troubled, Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty. Act v. Sc. 2. Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband. Act v. Sc. 2. 1 Othello, Act iii. Sc. I. Merry Wives of Windsor, Act i. Sc. 4. As You Like It, Act ii. Sc. 7.

Page  45 Shakespeare. 45 ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL. It were all one That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it. Act i. Sc. I. The hind that would be mated by the lion Must die for love. Act i. Sc. I. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to Heaven. Act i. Sc. I. He must needs go that the Devil drives. Act i. Sc. 3. My friends were poor but honest. Act i. Sc. 3. Oft expectation fails, and most oft there Where most it promises. Act ii. Sc. i. I will show myself highly fed, and lowly taught. Act ii. Sc. 2. From lowest place when virtuous things proceed, The place is dignified by th' doer's deed. Act ii. Sc. 3. The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together. Act iv. Sc. 3. Whose words all ears took captive. Act v. Sc. 3. Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear. Act v. Sc. 3. The inaudible and noiseless foot of Time. Act v. Sc. 3. All impediments in fancy's course Are motives of more fancy. Act v. Sc. 3.

Page  46 46 Shakespeare. 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. That strain again; it had a dying fall: 0, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. Act i. Sc. I. I am sure care's an enemy to life. Act i. Sc. 3. T is beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on. Act i. Sc. 5. Journeys end in lovers' Ineeting Every wise man's son doth know. Act ii. Sc. 3..He does it with a better grace, but I do it more natural. Act ii. Sc. 3. Sir Ta. Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale? Clo. Yes, by Saint Anne; and ginger shall be hot i' the mouth too. Act ii. Sc. 3. Let still the woman take An elder than herself: so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart, For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and won, Than women's are. Act ii. Sc. 4.

Page  47 Shakespeare. 47 Twelfth Night continued.] And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age. Act ii. Sc. 4. She never told her love; But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Act ii. Sc. 4. I am all the daughters of my father's house, And all the brothers too. Act ii. Sc. 4. An you had any eye: behind you, you might see more detraction at your heels than fortune before you. Actii. Sc. 5. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. Act ii. Sc. 5. 0, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip! Act iii. SC. I. Love sought is good, but given unsought is better. Act iii. Sc. I. Let there be gall enough in thy ink; though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter. Act iii. Sc. 2. Why, this is very Midsummer madness. Act iii. Sc. 4. Still you keep o' the windy side of the law. Act iii. Sc. 4.

Page  48 48 Shakespeare. [Twelfth Night continued. An I thought he had been valiant, and so cunning in fence, I'd have seen him damned ere I'd have challenged him. Act iii. Sc. 4.1 CIo. What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning wild-fowl? MAf. That the soul of our grandam might haply inhabit a bird. Clo. What thinkest thou of his opinion? Mal. I think nobly of the soul, and no way approve his opinion. Act iv. Sc. 2. Thus the whirligig of Time brings in his revenges. Act v. Sc. I. THE WINTER'S TALE. A snapper-up of unconsidered trifles. Act iv. Sc. 2. A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a. Act iv. Sc. 2. Daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath. Act iv. Sc. 3.2 When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' th' sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that. Act iv. Sc. 3.2 1 Sc. 5, Dyce. 2 Sc. 4, Cambridge ed.

Page  49 Shakespeare. 49 KING JOHN. Lord of thy presence, and no land beside. Act i. Sc. I. And if his name be George, I'11 call him Peter; For new-made honour doth forget men's names. Act i. Sc. I. For he is but a bastard to the time, That doth not smack of observation. Act i. Sc. I. Sweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age's tooth. Act i. Sc. I. For courage mounteth with occasion. Act ii. Sc. I. I would that I were low laid in.my grave; I am not worth this coil that's made for me. Act ii. Sc. I. St. George, that swinged the dragon, and e'er since Sits on his horseback at mine hostess' door. Act ii. Sc. I. Talks as familiarly of roaring lions, As maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs! Act ii. Sc. 2.1 Here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne; bid kings come bow to it. Act iii. Sc. i.2 1 Sc. 2, Singer, Staunton, Knight. Sc. I, White, Dyce, Cambridge. 2 Act ii. SC. 2, White. 3

Page  50 50 Shakespeare. [King John continued. Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward; Thou little valiant, great in villany! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side! Thou Fortune's champion, that dost never fight But when her humorous ladyship is by To teach thee safety! Act iii. Sc. I. Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame, And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant limbs. Act iii. Sc. i. Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form. Act iii. Sc. 4. Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man. Act iii. Sc. 4. When Fortune means to men most good, She looks upon them with a threatening eye. Act iii. Sc. 4. And he that stands upon a slippery place Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up. Act iii. Sc. 4. How now, foolish rheum! Act iv. Sc. I. 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

Page  51 Shakespeare. 5 I King John continued.] To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful and ridiculo'us excess. Act iv. Sc. 2. And, oftentimes, excusing of a fault Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse. Act iv. Sc. 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. Act iv. Sc. 2. Another lean, unwash'd artificer. Act iv. Sc. 2. How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds Makes ill deeds done! Act iv. Sc. 2. Mocking the air with colours idly spread. Act v. Sc. I. This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror. Act v. Sc. 7. Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true. Actv. Sc. 7.

Page  52 52 Shakespeare. KING RICHARD II. All places that the eye of heaven visits Are to a wise manll ports and happy havens. Acti. Sc. 3. 0, 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. O, no! the apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse. Act i. Sc. 3. This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise; This fortress, built by Nature for herself, Against infection and the hand of war; This happy breed of men, this little world, 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. Act ii. Sc. I. The ripest fruit first falls. Act ii. Sc. I. Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Page  53 Shakespeare. 53 King Richard II. continued.] Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed king. Act iii. Sc. 2. Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs. Act iii. Sc. 2. And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For heaven's sake, let us sit upon the ground, And tell sad stories of the death of kings. Act iii. Sc. 2. He is come to ope The purple testament of bleeding war. Act iii. Sc. 3. And my large kingdom for a little grave, A little little grave, an obscure grave. Act iii. Sc. 3. Gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain, Christ, Under whose colours he had fought so long. Act iv. Sc. I. A mockery king of snow. Act iv. Sc. I. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious. Act v. Sc. 2.

Page  54 54 Shakespeare. KING HENRY IV., PART I. In those holy fields, Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd, For our advantage, on the bitter cross. Act i. Sc. i. Diana's foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the moon. Act i. Sc. 2. Old father antic the law. Act i. Sc. 2. Thou hast damnable iteration. Act i. Sc. 2. And now am I, if a man should speak truly, little better than one of the wicked. Act i. Sc. 2.'T is my vocation, Hal;'t is no sin for a man to labour in his vocation. Act i. Sc. 2. He will give the Devil his due. Act i. Sc. 2. There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good fellowship in thee. Act i. Sc. 2. If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work. Act i. Sc. 2. Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home; 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, and took't away again. Act i. Sc. 3.

Page  55 Shakespeare. 5 5 King Henry IV., Part I., continued.] And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly, To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse Betwixt the wind and his nobility. Act i. Sc. 3. And telling me, the sovereign'st thing on earth W as parmaceti for an inward bruise; And that it was great pity, so it was, This villanous saltpetre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly; and, but for these vile guns, He would himself have been a soldier. Act i. Sc. 3. The blood more stirs To rouse a lion than to start a hare! Act i. Sc. 3. By Heaven, methinks, it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, W here fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks. Act i. Sc. 3. I know a trick -worth two of that. Act ii. Sc. I. If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, I'11 be hanged. Act ii. Sc. 2. It would be argument for a week, laughter for a month, and a good jest forever. Act ii. Sc. 2. Falstaff sweats to death, And lards the lean earth as he walks along. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Page  56 56 S/hakespeare. [King Henry IV., Part I., continued. Out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety. Act ii. Sc. 3. Brain him with his lady's fan. Act ii. Sc. 3. A Corinthian, a lad of mettle, a good boy. Act ii. Sc. 4. A plague of all cowards, I say. Act ii. Sc. 4. Call you that backing of your friends? A plague upon such backing! Act ii. Sc. 4. I am a Jew else, an Ebrew Jew. Act ii. Sc. 4. Thou knowest my old ward: here I lay, and thus I bore my point. Four rogues in buckram let drive at me. Act ii. Sc. 4. Three misbegotten knaves in Kendal green. Act ii. Sc. 4. Give you a reason on compulsion! If reasons were as plenty as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion. Act ii. Sc. 4. Mark now, how a plain tale shall put you down. Act ii. Sc. 4. I was a coward on instinct. Act ii. Sc. 4; No more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me! Act ii. Sc. 4. A plague of sighing and grief! it blows a man up like a bladder. Act ii. Sc. 4. In King Cambyses' vein. Act ii. Sc. 4. Banish plump Jack, and banish all the world. Act ii. Sc. 4.

Page  57 Shakespeare. 57 King Henry IV., Part I., continued.] 0 monstrous! but one half-pennyworth of bread to this intolerable deal of sack! Act ii. Sc. 4. Diseased nature oftentimes breaks forth In strange eruptions. Act iii. Sc. I. I am not in the roll of common men. Act iii. Sc. I. Glen. I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Hot. Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will they come when you do call for them? Act iii. Sc. I. O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the Devil. Act iii. Sc. I. I had rather be a kitten and cry mew, Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers. Act iii. Sc. i. But, in the way of bargain, mark ye me, I'11 cavil on the ninth part of a hair. Act iii. SC. i. A good mouth-filling oath. Act iii. Sc. I. A fellow of no mark nor likelihood. Act iii. Sc. 2. To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little More than a little is by much too much. Act iii. Sc. 2. An I have not forgotten what the inside of a church is made of, I am a pepper-corn. Act iii. Sc. 3. Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn? Act iii. Sc. 3. 3*

Page  58 58 SShakespeare. [King Henry IV., Part I., continued. Rob me the exchequer. Act iii. Sc. 3. This sickness doth infect The very life-blood of our enterprise. Act iv. Sc. I. That daff'd the world aside, And bid it pass. Act iv. Sc. I. I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship. Act iv. Sc. I. The cankers of a calm world and a long peace. Act iv. SC. 2. A mad fellow met me on the way, and told me I had unloaded all the gibbets, and pressed the dead bodies. No eye hath seen such scarecrows. I'll not march through Coventry with them, that's flat: nay, and the villains march wide betwixt the legs, as if they had gyves on; for, indeed, I had the most of them out of prison. There's but a shirt and a half in all my company; and the half-shirt is two napkins, tacked together and thrown over the shoulders like a herald's coat without sleeves. Act iv. Sc. 2. Food for powder, food for powder; they'll fill a pit as well as better. Act iv. Sc. 2.

Page  59 Shakespeare. 59 King Henry IV., Part I., continued.] I would it were bedtime, Hal, and all well. Act v. Sc. I. 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. What is that word, honour? Air. A trim reckoning. 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'11 none of it: honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism. Act v. Sc. I. Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere. Act v. Sc. 4 I could have better spared a better man. Act v. Sc. 4. The better part of valour is discretion. Act v. Sc. 4. Lord, lord, how this world is given to lying! I 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. Act v. Sc. 4. Purge, and leave sack, and live cleanly. Actv. Sc. 4.

Page  60 60 Shakespeare. KING HENRY IV., PART II. Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him, half his Troy was burn'd. Act i. Sc. I. Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news Hath but a losing office; and his tongue Sounds ever after as a sullen bell, Remember'd knolling a departed friend. Acti. Sc. I. I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men. Act i. Sc. 2. Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time. Act i. Sc. 2. We that are in the vaward of our youth; A4ct i. Sc. 2. For my voice, I have lost it with hollaing and singing of anthems. Act i. Sc. 2. If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. Act i. Sc. 2. I'11 tickle your catastrophe. Act ii. Sc. I. He hath eaten me out of house and home. Act ii. Sc. I.'Thus we play the fools with the time, and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Page  61 Shzakespeare. 6 r King Henry IV., Part II., continued.] He was, indeed, the glass Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves. Act ii. Sc. 3. Sleep! 0 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? Act iii. Sc. I. With all appliances and means to boot. Act iii. Sc. I. Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. Act iii. Sc. I. Death, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all: all shall die. How a good yoke of bullocks at Stamford fair? Act iii. Sc. 2. Accommodated: that is, when a man is, as they say, accommodated; or when a man isbeing - whereby -he may be thought to be accommodated; which is an excellent thing. Act iii. Sc. 2. Let that suffice, most forcible Feeble. Act iii. Sc. 2. We have heard the chimes at midnight. Act iii. Sc. 2. Like a man made after supper of a cheeseparing: when he was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Page  62 62 Shakespeare. [King Henry IV., Part II., continued. He hath a tear for pity, and'a hand Open as day for melting charity. Act iv. Sc. 4. Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought. Act iv. Sc. 4. A joint of mutton, and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook. Act v. Sc. I. A foutra for the world and worldlings base! I speak of Africa and golden joys. Act v. Sc. 3. Under which king, Bezonian? speak, or die. Act v. Sc. 3. KING HENRY V. O for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention t Chorus. Consideration, like an angel, came And whipp'd th' offending Adam out of him. Acti. Sc. I. Turn him to any cause of policy, The Gordian knot of it he will unloose, Familiar as his garter: that, when he speaks, The air, a charter'd libertine, is still. Act i. Sc. I. I dare not fight; but I will.wink, and hold out my iron. Act ii. Sc. I. Base is the slave that pays. Act ii. Sc. I.

Page  63 Shakespeare. 63 King Henry V. continued.] His nose was as sharp as a pen, and'a babbled of green fields. Act ii. Sc. 3. Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting. Act ii. Sc. 4. Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more, Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility; But when the blast of war blows in' our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger: Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood. Act iii. Sc. I. And sheath'd their swords for lack of argument. Act iii. Sc. I. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. Act iii. Sc. i. I thought upon one pair of English legs Did march three Frenchmen. Act iii. Sc. 6. You may as well say, that's a valiant flea that dare eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion. Act iii. Sc. 7.1 The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch. Fire answers fire; and through their paly flames 1 Act iii. Sc. 6, Dyce.

Page  64 64 Shakespeare. [King Henry V. continued. Each battle sees the other's umbered 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. Act iv. Chorus. There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Would men observingly distil it out. Act iv. Sc. I. Every subject's duty is the king's; but every subject's soul is his own. Act iv. Sc. I. That's a perilous shot out of an elder gun. Act iv. Sc. I. Gets him to rest, cramm'd with distressful bread. Act iv. Sc. I. This day is call'd the feast of Crispian: He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tiptoe when this day is named, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. Act iv. Sc. 3. Then shall our names, Familiar in their mouths 1 as household words, — Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter, Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloster, - Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd. Act iv. Sc. 3. 1'in his mouth,' White, Cambridge, Knight.

Page  65 Shakespeare. 65 [King Henry V. continued. In the universal'orld, or in France, or in England. Act iv. Sc. 8. There is occasions and causes why and wherefore in all things. Act v. Sc. I. If he be not fellow with the best king, thou shalt find the best king of good fellows. Act v. Sc. 2. KING HENRY VI., PART I. Hung be the heavens with black. Act i. Sc. I. Between two hawks, which flies the higher pitch, Between two dogs, which hath the deeper mouth, Between two horses, which doth bear him best, Between two girls, which hath the merriest eye, I have, perhaps, some shallow spirit of judgment; But in these nice sharp quillets of the law, Good faith, I am no wiser than a daw. Act ii. Sc. 4. She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd; She is a woman, therefore to be won. Act v. Sc. 3. E

Page  66 66 Shakespeare. KING HENRY VI., PART II. Could I come near your beauty with my nails, I'd set my ten commandments' in your face. Act i. Sc. 3. Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep. Act iii. Sc. I. What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted? Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just; And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.2 Act iii. Sc. 2. He dies, and makes no sign. Act iii. Sc. 3. There shall be, in England, seven half-penny loaves sold for a penny: the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops; and I will make it felony to drink small beer. Act iv. Sc. 2. Is not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man? Act iv. Sc. 2. Sir, he made a chimney in my father's house, and the bricks are alive at this day to testify it. Act iv. Sc. 2. 1 See Proverbs, p. 6Io. 2 I'm armed with more than complete -steel, The justice of my quarrel. Lust's Dominion.

Page  67 Shakespeare. 67 King Henry VI., Part II., continued.] Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar-school: and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast. caused printing to be used; and, contrary to the King, his crown, and dignity, thou hast built a paper-mill. Act iv. Sc. 7. KING HENRY VI., PART III. How sweet a thing it is to wear a crown, Within whose circuit is Elysium, And all that poets feign of bliss and joy. Act i. Sc. 2. And many strokes, though with a little axe, Hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd oak. Act ii. Sc. I. The smallestworm will turn, being trodden on. Act ii. Sc. 2. Things ill got had ever bad success, And happy always was it for that son Whose father, for his hoarding, went to hell? Act ii. Sc. 2. A little fire is quickly trodden out, Which, being suffered, rivers cannot quench. Act iv. Sc. 8. Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind: The thief doth fear each bush an officer. Act v. Sc. 6.

Page  68 68 Shakespeare. KING RICHARD III. Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York, 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 chang'd to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front. Act i. Sc. I. I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them,Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time. Act i. Sc. I. To leave this keen encounter of our wits. Act i. Sc. 2. Was ever woman in this humour woo'd? Was ever woman in this humour won? Acti. Sc. 2. Framed in the prodigality of nature. Act i. Sc. 2.

Page  69 Shakespeare. 69 King Richard III. continued.] And thus I clothe my naked villany With old odd ends, stol'n out of' holy writ, And seem a saint, when most I play the Devil. Act i. Sc. 3. 0, I have pass'd a miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though't were to buy a world of happy days. Act i. Sc. 4. O Lord, methought, what pain it was to drown! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears! What sights of ugly death within mine eyes! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wracks; A thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scattered in the bottom of the sea: Some lay in dead men's skulls; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept, As't were in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems. Act i. Sc. 4. So wise so young, they say, do ne'er live long. Act iii. Sc. I. Off with his head! 2 Act iii. Sc. 4. Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast; Ready with every nod to tumble down. Act iii. Sc. 4. 1 stol'n forth,' White, Knight. 2 Cf. Cibber, p. 248.

Page  70 70 Shakespeare. [King Richard III. continued. Even in the afternoon of her best days. Act iii. Sc. 7. Thou troublest me: I am not in the vein. Act iv. Sc. 2. Their lips were four red roses on a stalk. Act iv. Sc. 3. The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham's bosom. Act iv. Sc. 3. Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale women Rail on the Lord's anointed. Act iv. Sc. 4. Tetchy and wayward. Act iv. Sc. 4. An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told. Act iv. Sc. 4. Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we march'd on without impediment. Act v. Sc. 2. True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings; Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings. Act v. Sc. 2. The king's name is a tower of strength.' Act v. Sc. 3. O, coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! Act v. Sc. 3. My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Act v. Sc. 3. 1 The name of the Lord is a strong tower. Prov. xviii. Io.

Page  71 Skakespeare. 71 King Richard III. continued.] By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers. Act v. Sc. 3. The self-same heaven That frowns on me looks sadly upon him. Act v. Sc. 3. A thing devised by the enemy.' Act v. Sc. 3. A horse! a horse! My kingdom for a horse! Act v. Sc. 4. I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die. I think there be six Richmonds in the field. Act v. Sc. 4. KING HENRY VIII. Order gave each thing view. Act i. Sc. I. This bold bad man.2 Act ii. Sc. 2. Verily I swear,'t is better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glist'ring grief, And wear a golden sorrow. Act ii. Sc. 3. 1 Cf. Cibber, p. 249. 2 Cf. Spenser, Faerie Queente, Book i. Ch. i. St. 37, and Massinger, A New oWay to Pay Old Debts, Act iv. Sc. 2.

Page  72 72 Shakespeare. [King Henry VIII. continued. And then to breakfast, with What appetite you have. Act iii. Sc. 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. Act iii. Sc. 2. Press not a falling man too far. Act iii. SC. 2. 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. Act iii. Sc. 2. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new open'd. 0, 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. Act iii. Sc. 2. And sleep in dull, cold marble. Act iii. Sc. 2. Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour. Act iii. Sc. 2. I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Page  73 Shakespeare. 73 King Henry VIII. continued.] Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee, Corruption wins not more than honesty. 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. Act iii. Sc. 2. 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. Act iii. Sc. 2. An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye; Give him a little earth for charity! Act iv. Sc. 2. He gave his honours to the world again, His blessed part to Heaven, and slept in peace. Act iv. Sc. 2. So may he rest: his faults lie gently on him. Act iv. Sc. 2. He was a man. Of an unbounded stomach. Act iv. Sc. 2. Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues We write in water.' Act iv. Sc. 2. 1 For men use, if they have an evil tourne, to write it in marble: and whoso doth us a good tourne we write it in duste. Sir Thomas More, Richard ZIL. L'injure se grave en metal Et le bienfait s'escrit en l'onde. Jean Bertaut (I570 - I6I ), Carey's French Poets. 4

Page  74 74 Shakespeare. [King Henry VIII. continued. 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. Act iv. Sc. 2. After my death I wish no other herald, No other speaker of my living actions, To keep mine honour from corruption, But such an honest chronicler as Griffith. Act iv. Sc. 2. To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures. Act v. Sc. 2.'T is a cruelty, To load a falling man. Act v. Sc. 2. TROILUS AND CRESSIDA. I have had my labour for my travail. Act i. Sc. I. The baby figure of the giant mass Of things to come. Act i. Sc. 3. Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. Act iii. Sc. 3. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin. Act iii. Sc. 3. And give to dust, that is a little gilt, More laud than gilt o'er-dusted. Act iii. Sc. 3. And, like a dew-drop from the lion's mane, Be shook to air. Act iii. Sc. 3. The end crowns all. Act iv. Sc. 5.

Page  75 Shakespeare. 75 CORIOLANU S. I thank you for your voices, thank you, Your most sweet voices. Act ii. Sc. 3. Hear you this Triton of the minnows? Act iii. Sc. I. His nature is too noble for the world: He would not flatter Neptune for his trident, Or Jove for his power to thunder. Act iii. Sc. I. Serv. Where dwellest thou? Cor. Under the canopy. Act iv. Sc. 5. A name unmusical to the Volscians' ears, And harsh in sound to thine. Act iv.: Sc. 5. Chaste as the icicle, That's curded by the frost from purest snow, And hangs on Dian's temple. Act v. Sc. 3. If you have writ your annals true,'t is there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli: Alone I did it. - Boy!1 Act v. Sc. 6. TITUS ANDRONICUS. Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge. Act i. Sc. 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. What, man i more water glideth by the mill Than wots the miller of; and easy it is Of a cut loaf to steal a shive. Act ii. Sc. i. 1 Act v. Sc. 5, Singer, Knight.

Page  76 76 Shakespeare. ROMEO AND JULIET. The weakest goes to the wall. Act i. Sc. I. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow. Act i. Sc. I. An hour before the worshipp'd sun Peer'd forth the golden window of the east. Act i. Sc. i. As is the bud bit with an envious worm, Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, Or dedicate his beauty to the sun. Act i. Sc. I. Saint-seducing gold. Act i. Sc. I. He that is stricken blind, cannot forget The precious treasure of his eyesight lost. Act i. Sc. I. One fire burns out another's burning, One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish. Act i. Sc. 2. That book in many's eyes doth share the glory, That in gold clasps locks in the golden story. Act i. Sc. 3. For I am proverb'd with a grandsire phrase. Act i. Sc. 4. 0, then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Over men's noses as they lie asleep., Act i. Sc. 4.

Page  77 Shakespeare. 77 Romeo and Juliet continued.] True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot Qf nothing but vain fantasy. Act i. Sc. 4. For you and I are past our dancing days. Act i. Sc. 5. Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear. Act i. Sc. 5. Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Act i. Sc. 5. When King Cophetua lov'd the beggar maid. Act ii. Sc. I. He jests at scars, that never felt a wound. Act ii. Sc. 2.1 See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! Act ii. Sc. 2.1 O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Act ii. Sc. 2.1 What's in a name? that which we call a rose, By any other name would smell as sweet. Act ii. Sc. 2.1 For stony limits cannot hold love out. Act ii. Sc. 2. Alack! there lies more peril in thine eye, Than twenty of their swords. Act ii. Sc. 2.1 1 Act ii. Sc. I, White.

Page  78 78 Shakespeare. [Romeo and Juliet continued. At lovers' perjuries,l They say, Jove laughs. Act ii. Sc. 2.2 Rom. Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear, That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops, - Jul. 0, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. Act ii. Sc. 2.2 The god of my idolatry. Act ii. Sc. 2.2 This bud of love, by Summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Act ii. Sc. 2.2 How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, Like softest music to attending ears! Act ii. Sc. 2.2 Good night, good night: parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow. Act ii. Sc. 2.2 For nought so vile that on the earth doth live, But to the earth some special good doth give; Nor aught so good, but, strain'd from that fair use, Revolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse: Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, And vice sometime's by action dignified. Act ii. Sc. 3. 1 Perjuria ridet amantum Jupiter. Tibullus, Lib. iii. El. 7, Line 17. 2 Act ii. Sc. I, White.

Page  79 Shakespeare. 79 Romeo and Juliet continued.] Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye. Act ii. Sc. 3. Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears. Act ii. Sc. 3. Stabbed with a white wench's black eye. Act ii. Sc. 4. 0 flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified! Act ii. Sc. 4. I am the very pink of courtesy. Act ii. Sc, 4. My man's as true as steel.' Act ii. Sc. 4. Here comes the lady. - O, so light a foot Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint. Act ii. Sc. 6. Rom. Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much. Mier. No,'t is not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door; but't is enough. Act iii. Sc. I. A plague o' both your houses! Act iii. Sc. I. When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun. Act iii. Sc. 2. Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! Act iii. Sc. 2. Was ever book containing such vile matter So fairly bound? 0, that deceit should dwell In such a gorgeous palace! Act iii. Sc. 2. 1'true as steel,' Chaucer, Troilus and Creseide, Book v. Shakespeare, Troilus and Cressida, Act iii. Sc. 2.

Page  80 80 Shakespeare. [Romeo and Juliet continued. They may seize' On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand, And steal immortal blessing from her lips; Who, even in pure and vestal modesty, Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin. Act iii. Sc. 3. Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy. Act iii. Sc. 3. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops. Act iii. Sc. 5. Straining harsh discords, and unpleasing sharps. Act iii. Sc. 5. Villain and he are many miles asunder. Act iii. Sc. 5. Not stepping o'er the bounds of modesty. Act iv. Sc. 2. My bosom's lord sits lightly in his throne. Act v. Sc. I. I do remember an apothecary, And hereabouts he dwells. Act v. Sc. I. Sharp misery had worn him to the bones. Act v. Sc. I. A beggarly account of empty boxes. Act v. Sc. I. Ap. My poverty, but not my will, consents. Rom. I pay thy poverty, and not thy will. Act v. Sc. I. One writ with me in sour misfortune's book! Act v. Sc. 3.

Page  81 Shakespeare. 8 Romeo and Juliet continued.] A feasting presence full of light. Act v. Sc. 3. Beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Act v. Sc. 3. Eyes, look your last: Arms, take your last embrace! Act v. Sc. 3. TIMON OF ATHENS. But flies an eagle flight, bold, and forth on, Leaving no tract behind. Act i. Sc. I. We have seen better days. Act iv. Sc. 2. Are not within the leaf of pity writ. Act iv. Sc. 3. I'11 example you with thievery: The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun: The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves The moon into salt tears: the earth's a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen From general excrement: each thing's a thief. Act iv. Sc. 3. 4* F

Page  82 82 Shakespeare JULIUS CASAR. As proper men as ever trod upon neat's leather. Act i. Sc. I. Beware the Ides of March! Act i. Sc. 2. Well, honour is the subject of my story. I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life; but for my single self I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I myself. Act i. Sc. 2. Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point? - Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow. Act i. Sc. 2. Help me, Cassius, or I sink! Act i. Sc. 2. Ye gods, it doth amaze me, A man of suchla feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world, And bear the palm alone. Act i. Sc. 2. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates; The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Act i. Sc. 2.

Page  83 Shakespeare.. 83 Julius Caesar continued.] Conjure with them, Brulus will start a spirit as soon as C&esar. Now, in the names of all the gods at once, Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed, That he is grown so great? Age, thou art sham'd! Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods. Act i. Sc. 2. Let me have men about me, that are fat; Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights; Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look; He thinks too much: such men are dangerous. Act i. Sc. 2. Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort, As if he mock'd himself, and scorn'd his spirit, That could be mov'd to smile at anything. Act i. Sc. 2. But, for mine own part, it was Greek to me. Act i. Sc. 2. Lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turrs his face; But when he once attains the upmostt round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend. Act ii. Sc. r. Between the acting of a dreadful thing, And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream: The Genius, and the mortal instruments, 1'utmost,' Singer, Knight.

Page  84 84 Shakespeare. [Julius Cesar continued. Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection. Act ii. Sc. I. But, when I tell him, he hates flatterers, He says, he does, being then most flattered. Act ii. Sc. I. You are my true and honourable wife; As dear to me as are the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart. Act ii. Sc. I. Fierce fiery warriors fought upon the clouds, In ranks and squadrons, and right form of war, Which drizzled blood upon the Capitol. Act ii. Sc. 2. When beggars die there are no comets seen; The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes. Act ii. Sc. 2. Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Act ii. Sc. 2. But I am constant as the northern star, Of whose true-fix'd and resting quality, There is no fellow in the firmament. Act iii. Sc. I. The choice and master spirits of this age. Act iii. Sc. I. Though last, not least, in love.1 Act iii. Sc. I. 1 See King Lear, Act ii. Sc. I.

Page  85 Shakespeare. 85 Julius Coasar continued.] 0, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers! Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Act iii. Sc. I. Cry "Havock!" and let slip the dogs of war. Act iii. Sc. I. Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my cause; and be silent that you may hear. Act iii. Sc. 2. Not that I loved Coesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Act iii. Sc. 2. Who is here so base, that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply. Act iii. Sc. 2. Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears: I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them, The good is oft interred with their bones. Act iii. Sc. 2. For Brutus is an honourable man; So are they all, all honourable men. Act iii. Sc. 2. When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff Act iii. Sc. 2. 0 judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason! Act iii. Sc. 2.

Page  86 86 Shakespeare. [Julius Cesar continued. But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world: now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence. Act iii. Sc. 2. If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. Act iii. Sc. 2. See what a rent the envious Casca made. Act iii. Sc. 2. This was the most unkindest cut of all. Act iii. Sc. 2. Great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! Act iii. Sc. 2. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: I am no orator, as Brutus is. I only speak right on. Act iii. Sc. 2. Put a tongue In every wound of Caesar, that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny. Act iii. Sc. 2. When love begins to sicken and decay, It useth an enforced ceremony. There are no tricks in plain and simple faith. Act iv. Sc. 2. You yourself Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm. Act iv. Sc. 3. The foremost man of all this world. Act iv. Sc. 3.

Page  87 Shakespeare. 87 Julius Caesar continued.] I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman. Act iv. Sc. 3. There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats; For I am arm'd so strong in honesty, That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not. Act iv. Sc. 3. When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous, To lock such rascal counters from his friends, Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts, Dash him to pieces.! Act iv. Sc. 3. A friend should bear his friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than.they are. Act iv. Sc. 3. 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. Act iv. Sc. 3. For ever, and for ever, farewell, Cassius. If we do meet again, why, we shall smile; If not, why, then this parting was well made. Aict v. Se. I. The last of all the Romans, fare thee well! Act v. Sc. 3. This was the noblest Roman of them all. Act v. Sc. 5. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, " This was a man!" Act v. Sc. 5.

Page  88 88 Shakespeare. MACBETH. I Witch. When shall we three meet again, In thunder, lightning, or in rain? 2 Witch. When the hurly-burly's done, When the battle's lost and won. Act i. Sc. I. Fair is foul, and foul is fair. Act i. Sc. i. Sleep shall, neither night nor day, Hang upon his penthouse lid. Act i. Sc. 3. What are these, So wither'd, and so wild in their attire; That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth, And yet are on't? Act i. Sc. 3. If you can look into the seeds of time, And say which grain will grow, and which will not. Act i. Sc. 3. Stands not within the prospect of belief. Act i. Sc. 3. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, And these are of them. Act i. Sc. 3. The insane root That takes the reason prisoner. Act i. Sc. 3. And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths; Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence. Act i. Sc. 3.

Page  89 Shakespeare. 89 Macbeth continued.] Two truths are told, As happy prologues to the swelling act Of the imperial theme. Act i. Sc. 3. And make my seated heart knock at my ribs. Act i. Sc. 3. Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings. Act i. Sc. 3. Nothing is But what is not. Act i. Sc. 3. Come what come may, Time and the hour runs through the roughest day. Act i. Sc. 3. Nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it; he died, As one that had been studied in his death, To throw away the dearest thing he owed, As't were a careless trifle. Act i. Sc. 4. There's no art To find the mind's construction in the face. Act i. Sc. 4. Yet do I fear thy nature: It is too full o' the milk of human kindness. Act i. Sc. 5. What thou wouldst highly, That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win. Act i. Sc. 5. That no compunctious visitings Qf nature Shake my fell purpose. Act i. Sc. 5.

Page  90 90 Shakespeare. [Macbeth continued. Your face, my Thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters. Act i. Sc. 5. This castle hath a pleasant seat: the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses. Act i. Sc. 6. The heaven's breath Smells wooingly here. Act i. Sc. 6. Coigne of vantage. Act i. Sc. 6. If it were done, when't is done, then't were 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 here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, - We'd jump the life to come. Act i. Sc. 7. 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. Act i. Sc. 7. Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off; And pity, like a naked new-born babe,

Page  91 Shakespeare. 91 Macbeth continued.] Striding the blast, or Heaven's cherubin, hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air. Act i. Sc. 7. I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent; but only Vaulting ambition, which o'er-leaps itself, And falls on the other. - Act i. Sc. 7. I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people. Act i. Sc. 7. Letting I dare not wait upon I would, Like the poor cat i' the adage. Act i. Sc. 7. I dare do all that may become a man, Who dares do more, is none. Act i. Sc. 7. Nor time, nor place, Did then adhere. Act i. Sc. 7. Afaiccb. If we should fail, YLady.. We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, And we'11 not fail. Act i. Sc. 7. Memory, the warder of the brain. Act i. Sc. 7. There's husbandry in heaven; Their candles are all out. Act ii. Sc. I. Shut up In measureless content. Act ii. Sc. I.

Page  92 92 Shakespeare. [Macbeth continued. Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee: I have thee not, and yet I tee thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling, as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? Act ii. Sc. I. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going. Act ii. Sc. I. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout. Act ii. Sc. I. Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell That summons thee to Heaven or to Hell! Act ii. Sc. I. It was the owl that shrieked, the fatal bellman Which gives the stern'st good night. Act ii. Sc. I.1 The attempt, and not the deed, Confounds us. Act ii. Sc. I.' I had most need of blessing, and "Amen" Stuck in my throat. Act ii. Sc. I.1 1 Act ii. Sc. I, White, Dyce, Staunton. Act ii. Sc. 2, Cambridge, Singer, Knight.

Page  93 S/zakespeare. 93 Macbeth continued.] Methought, I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep," the innocent sleep; Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast. Act ii. Sc. I.1 Infirm of purpose! Act ii. Sc. I. My hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green - one. red. Act ii. Sc. I.1 The labour we delight in physics pain. Act ii. Sc. I.2 Confusion now hath made his master-piece. Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence The life o' the building. Act ii. Sc. I.2 The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of. Act ii. Sc. I.2 A falcon, towering in her pride of place, Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at, and killed. Act ii. Sc. 2.3 1 Act ii. Sc. i, White, Dyce, Staunton. Act ii. Sc. 2, Cambridge, Singer, Knight. 2 Act ii. Sc. I, White, Dyce. Act ii. Sc. 2, Staunton. Act ii. Sc. 3, Cambridge, Singer, Knight. 3 Act ii. Sc. 2, White, Dyce. Act'ii. Sc. 3, Staunton. Act ii. Sc. 4, Cambridge, Singer, Knight.

Page  94 94 Shakespeare. [Macbeth continuedr Upon my head they plac'd a fruitless crown, And put a'barren sceptre in my gripe, Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand, No son of mine succeeding. Act iii. Sc. I. Mur. We are men, my liege. A/ac. Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men. Act iii. Sc. I. Things without all remedy, Should be without regard: what's done is done. Act iii. Sc. 2. We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it. Act iii. SC. 2. Better be with the dead, Whom we to gain our peace have sent to pea'ce, Than on the torture of the mind to lie In restless ecstasy. 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! Act iii. Sc. 2. In them Nature's copy's not eterne, Act iii. Sc. 2. A deed of dreadful note. Act iii. Sc. 2. Now spurs the lated traveller apace, To gain the timely inn. Act iii. Sc. 3. But now, I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confin'd, bound in To saucy doubts and fears. Act iii. Sc. 4.

Page  95 Shakespeare. 95 Macbeth continued.] Now, good digestion wait on appetite, And health on both! Act iii. Sc. 4. Thou canst not say I did it: never shake Thy gory locks at me. Act iii. Sc. 4. 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 murders, on their crowns, And push us from our stools. Act iii. Sc. 4. Thou hast no speculation in those eyes, Which thou dost glare with! Act iii. Sc. 4. What man dare, I dare.: Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear, The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger; Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Shall never tremble. Act iii. Sc. 4. Hence, horrible shadow! Unreal mockery, hence! Act iii. Sc. 4. You have displac'd the mirth, broke the good meeting, WVith most admir'd disorder. Act iii. Sc. 4. Can such things be, And.overcome us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder? Act iii. Sc. 4. Stand not upon the order of your going, But go at once. Act iii. Sc. 4.

Page  96 96 Shakespeare. [Macbeth continued. Double, double toil and trouble. Act iv. Sc. I. Eye of newt, and toe of frog. Act iv. Sc. I. Black spirits and white, Red spirits and gray, Mingle, mingle, mingle, You that mingle may.' Act iv. Sc. I. By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes: Open, locks, whoever knocks. Act iv. Sc. I. How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags? Act iv. Sc. I. A deed without a name. Act iv. Sc. I. I'11 make assurance double sure, And take a bond of Fate. Act iv. Sc. I. Show his eyes, and grieve his heart; Come like shadows, so depart. Act iv. Sc. I. What! will the line stretch out to the crack of doom? Act iv. Sc. I. The weird sisters. Act iv. Sc. i. The flighty purffose never is o'ertook, Unless the deed go with it. Act iv. Sc. t. When our actions do not, Our fears do make us traitors. Act iv. Sc. 2. 1 This song is found entire in "The Witch" by Thomas Middleton, Act v. Sc. 2, ( ItWorks, ed. Dyce,) iii. 328, and is there called A charme Song' about a Vessel.

Page  97 Shakespeare. 97 Macbeth continued.] Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Act iv. Sc. 3. Stands Scotland where it did? Act iv. Sc. 3. Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'er-fraught heart, and bids it break. Act iv. Sc. 3. What, all my pretty chickens, and their dam, At one fell swoop? Act iv. Sc. 3. I cannot but remember such things were, That were most precious to me. Act iv. Sc. 3. O, I could play the woman with mine eyes, And braggart witlh my tongue! Act iv. Sc. 3. Out, damned spot! out, I say! Act v. Sc. I. Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard'? Act v. Sc. I. All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Act v. Sc. I. My way of life 1 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. Act v. Sc. 3. 1 Johnson would read,'May of life.' 5 G

Page  98 98 Shakespeare. [Macbeth continued. Doct. Not so sick, my lord, As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies, That keep her from her rest. Macb. Cure her of that: Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd, 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? Doct. Therein the patient Must minister to himself. _Macb. Throw physic to the dogs; I'll none of it. Act v. Sc. 3. I would applaud thee to the very echo, That should applaud again. Act v. Sc. 3. Hang out our banners on the outward walls; The cry is still, They come. Our castle's strength Will laugh a siege to scorn. Act v. Sc. 5. And my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse, and stir, As life were in't. I have supp'd full with horrors. Act v. Sc. 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!

Page  99 Shakespeare. 99 Macbeth continued.] Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. Act v. Sc. 5. To doubt the equivocation of the fiend, That lies like truth: Fear not, till Birnacm wood Do come to Du;isinane.,4ct v; Sc. 5. Blow, wind! come, wrack! At least we'll die with harness on our back. Actv. Sc. 5. I bear a charmed life. Act v. Sc. 7.1 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. Act v. Sc. 7.1 Live to be the show and gaze o' the time. Act v. Sc. 7.1 Lay on, Macduff; And damn'd be him that first cries, " Hold, enough! " Act v. Sc. 7.1 1 Act v. Sc. 7, White, Singer, Knight. Act v. Sc. 8, Cambridge, Dyce, Staunton.

Page  100 Ioo Shakespeare. HI AMLET. For this relief much thanks. Act i. Sc. I. But in the gross and scope of mine opinion, This bodes some strange eruption to our State. Acti. Sc. I. Does rrot divide the Sunday from the week. Act i. Sc. I. Doth make the night joint-labourer with the day. Act i. Sc. I. In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets. Act i. Sc. I. And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. Act i. Sc. I. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine. Act i. Sc. I. Some say, that ever'gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long: And then, they say, no spirit dare stir' abroad; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, I'can walk,' White, Knight.

Page  101 Shtakespearee. IOI Hamlet continued.] No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time. Act i. Sc. I. The morn,. in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill. Act i. Sc. I. With one auspicious, and one dropping eye, With mirth in funeral, and with dirge in marriage, In equal scale weighing delight and dole. Act i. Sc. 2. The head is not more native to the heart. Act i. Sc. 2. A little more thankin, and less than kind. Act i. Sc. 2. Seezs, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. Act i. Sc. 2. But I have that within, which passeth show; These but the trappings and the suits of woe. Act i. Sc. 2. O, that this too, too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew; Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon'gainst self-slaughter. 0 God! 0 God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to m'e all the uses of this world! Act i. Sc. 2. That it should come to this! Act i. Sc. 2. Hyperion to a satyr: so loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly. Act i. Sc. 2.

Page  102 I02 Shakespeare. [Hamlet continued. Why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on. Act i. Sc. 2. Frailty, thy name is woman! Act i. Sc. 2. A little month. Act i. Sc. 2. Like Niobe, all tears. Act i. Sc. 2. A beast, that wants discourse of reason. Act i. Sc. z. My father's brother, but no more like my father, Than I to Hercules. Act i. Sc. 2. It is not, nor it cannot come to, good. Act i. Sc. 2. Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral bak'd meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. Acti. Sc. 2. In my mind's eye, Horatio. Act i. Sc. 2. He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again. Act i. Sc. 2. Season your admiration for a while. Acti. Sc. 2. In the dead vast and middle of the night. Act i. Sc. 2. Armed at all points. Act i. Sc. 2. A countenance more In sorrow than in anger. Act i. Sc. 2.

Page  103 Shakespeare. I03 Hamlet continued.] While one with moderate haste might tell a hundred. Act i. Sc. 2. It was, as I have seen it in his life, A sable silvered. Act i. Sc. 2. Give it an understanding, but no tongue. Act i. Sc. 2. Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelmn them, to men's eyes. Act i. Sc. 2. The chariest maid is prodigal enough, If she unmask her beauty to the moon. Acti. Sc. 3. The, canker galls the infants of the spring, Too oft before their buttons be disclosed; And in the morn and liquid dew of youth Contagious blastments are most imminent. Act i. Sc. 3. Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Show me the steep and thorny way to Heaven, Whilst, like a puff'd and reckless libertine, Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads, And recks not his own rede. Act i. Sc. 3. Give thy thoughts no tongue. Act i. Sc. 3. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar: The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried. Grapple them to thy soul with hoops' of steel. Acti. Sc. 3. 1' hooks,' Singer.

Page  104 Io4 Shakespeare. [Hamlet continued. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel; but, being in, Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy: For the apparel oft proclaims the man. Act i. Sc. 3. Neither a borrower nor a lender be, For loan oft loses both itself and friend; And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all, - to thine own self be true; And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man. Act i. Sc. 3. Springes to catch woodcocks. Act i. Sc. 3. Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence. Act i. Sc. 3. 1am. The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold. Hor. It is a nipping and an eager air. Act i. Sc. 4. But to my mind, -though I am native here, And to the manner born, — it is a custom More honour'd in the breach, than the observance. Act i. Sc. 4. Angels and ministers of grace, defend us! Acti. Sc. 4.

Page  105 Shzakespeare. I05 Hamlet continued.] Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee. Act i. Sc. 4. Let me not burst in ignorance; but tell, Why thy canoniz'd bones hearsed in death, Have burst their cerements? why the sepulchre, Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd, Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws, To cast thee up again? What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again, in complete steel Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous; and we fools of nature, So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls? Act i. Sc. 4. I do not set my life at a pin's fee. Act i. Sc. 4. My fate cries out, And makes each petty artery in this body As hardy as the Nemean lion's nerve. Act i. Sc. 4. Unhand me, gentlemen, By Heaven, I'11 make a ghost of him that lets me. Act i. Sc. 4. Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. Act i. Sc. 4. 5*

Page  106 Io6 Shakespeare. [Hamlet continued I am thy father's spirit: Doom'd for a certain term to walk the night, And for the day confin'd to fast in fires,' Till the foul crimes, done in my days of nature, Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, 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, Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine: But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood. List, list, O list! Act i. Sc. 5. And duller should'st thou be than the fat weed That rots itself2 in ease on Lethe wharf. Act i. Sc. 5. O my prophetic soul! Mine uncle! Act i. Sc. 5. 0 Hamlet, what a falling-off was there! Act i. Sc. 5. But soft! methinks I scent the morning air: Brief let me be. Sleeping within mine orchard, My custom always in the afternoon. Act i. Sc. 5. 1'to lasting fires,' Singer. 2'roots itself,' White, Dyce, Cambridge.

Page  107 Shtakespeare. I o7 Hamlet continued.] Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, Unhousel'd, disappointed, unanel'd; No reckoning made, but sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head. Act i. Sc. 5. Leave her to Heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her..... The glow-worm shows the matin to be near, And'gins to pale his uneffectual fire. Act i. Sc. 5. While memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'11 wipe away all trivial fond records. Act i. Sc. 5. Within the book and volume of my brain. Act i. Sc. 5. My tables, my tables, - meet it is, I set it down, That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain; At least, I am sure it may be so in Denmark. Act i. Sc. 5. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave To tell us this. Act i. Sc. 5. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your' philosophy. Act i. Sc. 5. 1 our,' White, Dyce, Knight.

Page  108 I:08 Shakespeare. [Hamlet continued. Rest, rest, perturbed spirit! Act i. Sc. 5. The time is out of joint; 0 cursed spite! That ever I was born to set it right. Act i. Sc. 5. The flash and outbreak of a fiery mind; A savageness in unreclaimed blood. Act ii. Sc. I. This. is the very ecstasy of love. Act ii. Sc. i. Brevity is the soul of wit. Act ii. Sc. 2. More matter, with less art. ~ Act ii. Sc. 2. That he is mad,'t is true:'t is true't is pity, And pity't is't is true. Act ii. Sc. 2. Find out the cause of this effect; Or rather say, the cause of this defect, For this effect defective comes by cause. Act ii. Sc. 2. Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love. Act ii. Sc. 2. Still harping on my daughter. Act ii. Sc. 2. Pol. What do you read, my lord? Hram. Words, words, words. Act ii. Sc. 2. They have a plentiful lack of wit. Act ii. Sc. 2. Though this be madness, yet there's method in't. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Page  109 Shakespeare. I09 Hamlet continued.] On Fortune's cap we are not the very button. Act ii. Sc. 2. There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. Act ii. Sc. 2. Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks. Act ii. Sc. 2. This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me, than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form and moving, how express and admirable! in action, how like an angel! in apprehension, how like a god! Act ii. Sc. 2. Man delights not me; no, nor woman neither. Act ii. Sc. 2. I know a hawk from a hand-saw. Act ii. Sc. 2. Come, give us a taste of your quality. Act ii. Sc. 2. The play, I remember, pleased not the million;'t was caviare to the general. Act ii. Sc. 2. They are the abstracts and brief chronicles of the time. Act ii. Sc. 2. Use every man after his desert, and who should'scape whipping? Act ii. Sc. 2.

Page  110 I I Shakespeare. [Hamlet continued. What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her? Act ii. Sc. 2. For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.1 Act ii. Sc. 2. The Devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape. Act ii. Sc. 2. The play's the thing Wherein I'11 catch the conscience of the King. Act ii. Sc. 2. With devotion's visage, And pious action, we do sugar o'er The Devil himself. Act iii. Sc. I. To be, or not to be; that is the question:Whether't is nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune; Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And byopposing end them? To die: to sleep, - No more: and, by a sleep, to say we end The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, --'t is 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: 1 Cf. Chaucer, The Nonnes Preestes Tale, Line I5058.

Page  111 Shakespeare. I I I Hamlet continued.] 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 office, 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 undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, - puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus 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 regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action. Act iii. Sc. I. Nymph, in thy orisons Be all my sins remember'd. Act iii. Sc. I. Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind. Act iii. Sc. I. Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny. Act iii. Sc. I. 1'Who would these fardels,' White, Knight.

Page  112 I 12 Shakespeare. [Hamlet continued. 0, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, scholar's, soldier's eye, tongue, sword. Act iii. Sc. I. The glass of fashion, and the mould of form, The observed of all observers! Act iii. Sc. I. Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh. Act iii. Sc. I. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus; but use all gently. Act iii. Sc. 2. Tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings. Act iii. Sc. 2. It out-herods Herod. Act iii. Sc. 2. Suit the action to the word, the word to the action, with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature. Act iii. Sc. 2. To hold, as't were, the mirror up to nature. Act iii. Sc. 2. Though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve. Act iii. Sc. 2. Not to speak it profanely. Act iii. Sc. 2. I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably. Act iii. Sc. 2. 0, reform it altogether. Act iii. Sc. 2. Horatio, thou are e'en as just a man As e'er my conversation coped withal. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Page  113 Shzakespeare. I 3 Hamlet continued.] No; let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp; And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee, Where thrift may follow fawning. Act iii. Sc. 2. A man, that Fortune's buffets and rewards' Hast ta'en with equal thanks. Actiii. SC. 2. They are not a pipe for Fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, aye, in my heart of heart, As I do thee. Something too much of this. Act iii. Sc. 2. And my imaginations are as foul As Vulcan's stithy. Act iii. Sc. 2. Here's metal more attractive. Act iii. Sc. 2. Nay, then let the Devil wear black, for I'11 have a suit of sables. Act iii. Sc. 2. F6r, 0, for, 0, the hobby-horse is forgot.1 Act iii. Sc. 2. This is miching mallecho; it means mischief. Act iii. Sc. 2. Ifam. Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring? Oph.'T is brief, my lord. Ham. As woman's love. Act iii. Sc. 2. The lady doth protests too much, methinks. Act iii. Sc. 2. Let the galled jade wince, our withers are unwrung. Act iii. Sc. 2. 1 See Love's Labour's Lost, Act iii. Sc. I. 2'protests too much,' White, Knight. H

Page  114 11 I4 Shakes;peare. [Hamlet continued. Why, let the strucken deer go weep, The hart ungalled play; For some must watch, while some must sleep; Thus runs the world away. Act iii. Sc. 2.'T is as easy as lying. Act iii. Sc. 2: It will discourse most eloquent music. Act iii. Sc. 2. Pluck out the heart of my mystery. Act iii. Sc. 2. Ham. Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel? 1 Pol. By the mass, and't is like a camel, indeed. Ham. Methinks it is like a weasel. Pol. It is back'd like a weasel. Ham. Or, like a whale? Pol. Very like a whale. Act iii. Sc. 2. They fool me to the top of my bent. Act iii. SC. 2.'T is now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and Hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Act iii. Sc. 2. I will speak daggers to her, but use none. Act iii. Sc. 2. 0, my offence is rank, it smells to' heaven; It hath the primal eldest curse upon't, A brother's murder. Act iii. Sc. 3. 1'in shape like a camel'; so the folios.

Page  115 Shakespeare. I 15 Hamlet continued.] Help, angels! make assay: Bow, stubborn knees; and, heart, with strings of steel, Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe. Act iii. Sc. 3. About same act, That has no relish of salvation in't. Act iii. Sc. 3. Dead, for a ducat, dead. Act iii. Sc. 4. And let me wring your heart: for so I shall, If it be made of penetrable stuff. Act iii. Sc. 4. False as dicers' oaths. Act iii. Sc. 4. Look here, upon this picture, and on this; The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See, what a grace was seated on this brow: Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man. Act iii. Sc. 4. At your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble. Act iii. Sc. 4. O shame! where is thy blush? Act iii. Sc. 4. A cutpurse of the empire and the rule, That from a shelf the precious diadem stole, And put it in his pocket! Act iii. Sc. 4.

Page  116 I 16 Shakespeare. [Hamlet continued. A king of shreds and patches. Act iii. Sc. 4. This is the very coinage of your brain. Act iii. Sc. 4. Bring me to the test, And I the mattes will re-word, which madness Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, Lay not that flattering unction to your soul. Act iii. Sc. 4. Assume a virtue, if you have it not. Act iii. Sc. 4. I must be cruel, only to be kind: Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind. Act iii. Sc. 4. For't is the sport to have the engineer Hoist with his own petar. Act iii. Sc. 4. Diseases, desperate grown, By desperate appliance are relieved, Or not at all. Act iv. Sc. 3. A man may fish with the worm that bath eat of a king; and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. Act iv. Sc. 3. Sure, He that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and godlike reason, To fust in us unus'd. Act iv. Sc. 4. Greatly to find quarrel in a straw, When honour's at the stake. Act iv. Sc. 4.

Page  117 Shakespeare. I 17 Hamlet continued.] So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt. Act iv. Sc. 5. We know what. we are, but know not what we may be. Act iv. Sc. 5. When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions. Act iv. Sc. 5. There's such divinity doth hedge a king, That treason can but peep to what it would. Act iv. Sc. 5. There's rosemary, that's for remembrance;.... and there is pansies, that's for thoughts. Act iv. Sc. 5. A very riband in the cap of youth. Act iv. Sc. 7. One woe doth tread upon another's heel So fast they follow. Act iv. Sc. 7. Cudgel thy brains no more about it. Act v. Sc. I. Has this fellow no feeling of his business? Act v. Sc. I. The hand of little employment hath the daintier sense. Act v. Sc. I. One, that was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's dead. Act v. Sc. I. How absolute the knave is! we must speak by the card, or equivocation will undo us. Act v. Sc. I.

Page  118 I I 8 Shakespeare. [Hamlet continued. The age is grown so picked, that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, he galls his kibe. Act v. Sc. i. Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. Act v. Sc. I. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Act V. Sc. I. Now get you to my lady's chamber and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come. Act v. Sc. I. To what base uses we may return, Horatio! Why may not imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander, till he find it stopping a bunghole? Act v. Sc. I. Imperial Caesar, dead, and turn'd to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away. Act v. Sc. I. Lay her i' the earth; And from her fair and unpolluted flesh, May violets spring.' Act v. Sc. I. Sweets to the sweet: farewell. Act v. Sc. I. 1 Cf. Tennyson, In Memoriamn, xviii.

Page  119 Shakespeare. I 19 Hamlet continued.] I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet maid. And not t' have strewed thy grave. Act v. Sc. I. For though I am not splenetive and rash, Yet have I in me something dangerous. Act v. Sc. I. Nay, and thou'lt mouth, I'11 rant as well as thou. Act v. Sc. I. Let Hercules himself do what he may, The cat will mew, and dog will have his day. Act v. Sc. I. There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will. Act v. Sc. 2. Into a towering passion. Act v. Sc. 2. The phrase would be more german to the matter, if we could carry a cannon by our sides. Act v. Sc. 2. There is a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. Act v. Sc. 2. I have shot mine arrow o'er the house, And hurt my brother. Act v. Sc. 2. A hit, a very palpable hit. Act v. Sc. 2. Report me and my cause aright. Act v. Sc. 2. This fell sergeant, death, Is strict in his arrest. Act v. Sc. 2.

Page  120 120 Shakespeare. KING LEAR. How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is To have a thankless child! Act i. Sc. 4. Striving to better, oft we mar what's well. Act i. Sc. 4. Down, thou climbing sorrow! Thy element's below. Act ii. Sc. 4. O, let not women's weapons, water-drops, Stain my man's cheeks. Act ii. Sc. 4. Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow! - Act iii. Sc. 2. I tax not you, you elements, with unkindness. Act iii. Sc. 2. A poor, infirm, weak, and despis'd old man. Act iii. Sc. 2. Tremble, thou wretch, That hast within thee undivulged crimes, Unwhipp'd of justice. Act iii. Sc. 2. I am a man More sinn'd against than sinning. Act iii. Sc. 2. 0, that way madness lies; let me shun that. Act iii. Sc. 4. 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? Act iii. Sc. 4.

Page  121 Shakespeare. 12I King Lear continued.] Take physic, pomp; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel. Act iii. Sc. 4. Out-paramoured the Turk. Act iii. Sc. 4.'T is a naughty night to swim in. Act iii. Sc. 4. The green mantle of the standing pool. Act iii. Sc. 4. But mice, and rats, and such small deer, Have been Tom's food for seven long year. Act iii. Sc. 4. The prince of darkness is a gentleman. Act iii. Sc. 4. I'11 talk a word with this same learned Theban. Act iii. Sc. 4. Fie, foh, and fum, I smell the blood of a British man. Act iii. Sc. 4. The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanch, and Sweet-heart, see, they bark at me. Act iii. Sc. 6. Mastiff, greyhound, mongrel, grim, Hound, or. spaniel, brach, or lym; Or bobtail tike, or trundle-tail. Act iii. Sc. 6. Patience and sorrow strove, Who should express her goodliest. Act iv. Sc. 3. 6

Page  122 122 Shakespeare. [King Lear continued. Half-way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks he seems no bigger than his head. The fishermen that walk upon the beach Appear like mice. Act iv. Sc. 6. Ay, every inch a king. Act iv. Sc. 6. Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination. Act iv. Sc. 6. Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear; Robes and furr'd gowns hide all. Act iv. Sc. 6. Mine enemy's dog, Though he had bit me, should have stood that night Against my fire. Act iv. Sc. 7. The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices Make instruments to plague us.' Act v. Sc. 3. Her voice was ever soft, Gentle, and low, -an excellent thing in woman. Act v. Sc. 3. Vex not his ghost: 0, let him pass: he hates him, That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer. Act v. Sc. 3. 1'scourge us,' Singer.

Page  123 Shakespeare. 123 OTHELLO. That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows. Act i. Sc. I. The bookish theoric. Act i. Sc. I. Whip me such honest knaves. Act i. SC. I. But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at. Act i. Sc. I. The wealthy curled darlings of our nation. Act i.. Sc. 2. Most potent, grave, and reverend seigniors, My very noble and approv'd good masters, That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, It is most true; true, I have married her: The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace; For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith, Till now some nine moons wasted, they have us'd Their dearest action in the tented field; And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle; And, therefore, little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience, I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver Of my whole course of love. Act i. Sc. 3.

Page  124 124 Shakespeare. [Othello continued. Her father lov'd me; oft invited me; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes, That I have pass'd. I ran it through, even from my boyish days, To the very moment that he bade me tell it:. Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field; Of hair-breadth'scapes i' the imminent deadly breach; Of being taken by the insolent foe, And sold to slavery; of my redemption thence, And portance in my travel's history: Wherein of antres vast, and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, - such was the process. Act i. Sc. 3. The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders. This to hear,1 Would Desdemona seriously incline. Acti. Sc. 3. And often did beguile her of her tears, When I did speak of some distressful stroke That my youth suffer'd: My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore, - in faith,'t was strange,'t was passing strange;'T was pitiful,'t was wondrous pitiful: 1'these things to hear,' Singer, Knight.

Page  125 S/zakespeare. 125 Othello continued.] She wish'd she had not heard it; yet she wish'd That Heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me; And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake; She loved me for the dangers I had passed, And I loved her that she did pity them. This only is the witchcraft I have used. Acti. Sc. 3. I do perceive here a divided duty. Act i. Sc. 3. The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief. Act i. Sc.' 3. The tyrant custom, most grave senators, Hath made the flinty and steel couch of war My thrice-driven bed of down. Act i. Sc. 3. I saw Othello's visage in his mind. Act i. Sc. 3. Put money in thy purse. Act i. Sc. 3. The food that to him now is as luscious as locusts, shall be to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. Act i. Sc. 3. Framed to make women false. Act i. Sc. 3. One that excels the quirks of blazoning pens. Act ii. Sc. I. For I am nothing, if not critical. Act ii. Sc. I.

Page  126 I26 Shakespeare. [Othello continued. I am not merry; but I do beguile The thing I am, by seeming otherwise. Act ii. Sc. I. She was a wight, - if ever such wight were, Des. To do what? fasco. To suckle fools, and chronicle small beer. Des. 0, most lame and impotent conclusion! Act ii. Sc. s. Egregiously an ass. Act ii. Sc. I. Potations pottle deep. Act ii. Sc. 3. King Stephen was a worthy peer, His breeches cost him but a crown; He held them sixpence all too dear, With that he called the tailor, lown.l Act ii. Sc. 3. Silence that dreadful bell! it frights the isle From her propriety. Act ii. Sc. 3. Your name is great In mouths of wisest censure. Act ii. Sc. 3. Cassio, I love thee; But nevermore be officer of mine. Act ii. Sc. 3. fago. What, are you hurt, lieutenant? Cas. Ay, past all surgery. Act ii. Sc. 3. Reputation, reputation, reputation! 0, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part, sir, of myself, and what remains is bestial. Act ii. Sc. 3. 1 Though these lines are from an old ballad given in Percy's Reliques they are much altered by Shakespeare, and it is his version we sing in the nursery.

Page  127 Shazkespeare. 127 Othello continued.] O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil! Act ii. Sc. 3. O that men should put an enemy in their mouths, to steal away their brains! Act ii. Sc. 3. Cas. Every inordinate cup is unbless'd, and the ingredient is a devil. fago. Come, come; good wine is a good familiar creature, if it be well used. Act ii. Sc. 3. Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul, But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.1 Act iii. Sc. 3. Speak to me as to thy thinkings, As thou dost ruminate; and give thy worst of thoughts The worst of words. Act iii. Sc. 3. Good name, in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls. Who steals my purse, steals trash;'t is 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. Act iii. Sc. 3. For he being dead, with him is beauty slain, And, beauty dead, black chaos comes again. Venus and Adonis.

Page  128 128 Shakespeare. [Othello continued. 0, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which-doth mock The meat it feeds on. Act iii. Sc. 3. But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er, Who dotes, yet doubts; suspects, yet strongly' loves! Act iii. Sc. 3. Poor and content is rich, and rich enough. Act iii. Sc. 3. To be once in doubt, Is once to be resolved. Act iii. Sc. 3. If I do prove her haggard, Though'that her j esses were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off, and let her down. the wind, To prey at fortune. Act iii. Sc. 3. I am declined Into the vale of years. Act iii. Sc. 3. That we can call these delicate creatures ours, And not their appetites! Act iii. Sc. 3. Trifles, light as air, Are to the jealous confirmations strong As proofs of holy writ. Act iii. Sc. 3. Not poppy, nor mandragora, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep Which thou ow'dst yesterday. Act iii. Sc. 3.'fondly,' White, Knight.'soundly,' Staunton.

Page  129 Shakespeare. I29 Othello continued.] He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stolen, Let him not know't, and he's not robb'd at all. Act iii. Sc. 3. 0, 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, th' 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! Act iii. Sc. 3. Be sure of it: give me the ocular proof. Act iii. Sc. 3. No hinge, nor loop, To hang a doubt on. Act iii. Sc. 3. On horror's head horrors accumulate. Act iii. Sc. 3. But this denoted a foregone conclusion. Act iii. Sc. 3. Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For't is of aspics' tongues! Act iii. Sc. 3. They laugh that win. Act iv. Sc.. But yet the pity of it, Iago! O, Iago, the pity of it, Iago! Act iv. Sc. I. 6* I

Page  130 I30 S/hakespeare. [Othello continued. Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips. Act iv. Sc. 2. But, alas! to make me A fixed figure, for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger 1 at. Act iv. Sc. 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. Act iv. Sc. 2.'T is neither here nor there. Act iv. Sc. 3. He hath a daily beauty in his life. Act v. Sc. I. This is the night That either makes me, or fordoes me quite. Act v. Sc. r. Put out the light, and then - put out the light. Act v. Sc. 2. One entire and perfect chrysolite. Act v. Sc. 2. 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: 1'slow and moving finger,' Knight, Staunton.

Page  131 Shakespeare. 13 Othello continued.] Of one not easily jealous, but, being wrought, Perplex'd in the extreme; of one, whose hand, Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away, Richer than all his tribe; of one, whose subdu'd eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their med'cinable gum. Act v. Sc. 2. ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA. There's beggary in the love that can be reckon'd. Act i. Sc. I. My salad days, When I was green in judgment. Act i. Sc. 5. For her own person, It beggared all description. Act ii. Sc. 2. Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. Act ii. Sc. 2. Come, thou monarch of the vine, Plumpy Bacchus, with pink eyne. Act ii. Sc. 7. Who does i' the wars more than his captain can, Becomes his captain's captain; and ambition, The soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss, Than gain which darkens him. Act iii. Sc. I. He wears the rose Of youth upon him. Act iii. Sc. II.

Page  132 132 Shakespeare. [Antony and Cleopatra continued. This morning, like the spirit of a youth That means to be of note, begins betimes. Act iv. Sc. 4. Sometime, we see a cloud that's dragonish, A vapour, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendant rock. Act iv. Sc. 12. That which is now a horse, even with a thought, The rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct. Act iv. Sc. 12. Let's do it after the high Roman fashion. Act iv. Sc. 13. Mechanic slaves With greasy aprons, rules, and hammers. Act v. Sc. 2. CYMBELINE. Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,And Phcebus'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. Act ii. Sc. 3. 1 None but the lark so shrill and clear! Now at Heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. John Lylye, Alexander and Carmpasje, Act v. Sc. I

Page  133 Shakespeare. 133 Cymbeline continued.] Some griefs are med'cinable. Act iii. Sc. 3. Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk. Act iii. Sc. 3. No,'t is slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile. Act iii. Sc. 4. Weariness Can snore upon the flint, when resty sloth, Finds the down pillow hard. Act iii. Sc. 6. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Act iv. Sc. 2. PERICLES. 3 Fish. Master, I marvel how the fishes live in the sea. I Fish. Why, as men do a-land: the great ones eat up the little ones. Act ii. Sc. I.

Page  134 I 34 Shakespeare. POEMS. Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear. Venus and Adonis. Line I45. For greatest scandal waits on greatest state. Lucrece. Line Ioo6. Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together. The Passionate Pilgrim, viii. Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? Ibid. xiv. As it fell upon a day In the merry month of May.' Ibid. xv. She in thee Calls back the lovely April of her prime. Sonnet iii. And stretched metre of an antique song. Sonnet xvii. But thy eternal summer shall not fade. Sonnet xviii. The painful warrior, famoused for fight, After a thousand victories once foil'd, Is from the books of honour razed quite, And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd. Sonnet xxv. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past. Sonnet xxx. 1 See Barnfield, p. 143.

Page  135 SAakespeare. 1I 35 Like stones of worth, they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet. Sonnet lii. And art made tongue-tied by authority. Sonnet lxvi. And simple truth miscall'd simplicity, And captive good attending captain ill. Ibid. The ornament of beauty is suspect, A crow that flies in heaven's sweetest air. Sonnet lxx. Do not drop in for an after-loss. Ah, do not, when my heart hath scap'd this sorrow, Come in the rearward of a conquered woe; Give not a windy night a rainy morrow, To linger out a purpos'd overthrow. Sonnet xc. When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim, Hath put'a spirit of youth in everything. Sonnet xcviii. And beauty, making beautiful old rhyme. Sonnet cvi. My nature is subdu'd To what it works in, like the dyer's hand. Sonnet cxi. Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments: love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds. Sonnet cxvi. That full star that ushers in the even. Sonnet cxxxii. O father, what a hell of witchcraft lies In the small orb of one particular tear! A Lover's Complaint, St. xlii.

Page  136 1 36 Bacon. FRANCIS BACON. I56I- I626. WORKS (ED. SPEDDING AND ELLIS). Come home to men's business and bosoms. Dedication to'the Essays. Ed. I625. No pleasure is comparable to the standing upon the vantage-ground of truth. Essay i. Of'Truth. A little philosophy inclineth a man's mind to atheism, but depth in philosophy bringeth men's minds about to religion. Essay xvi. Atheism. He that hath wife and children hath given hostages to fortune; for they are impediments to great enterprises, either of virtue or mischief. Essay viii. Of Marriage and Sinzgle Life. Princes are like to heavenly bodies, which cause good or evil times, and which have much veneration, but no rest.' Essayxix. Em2zire. Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested. Essay 1. Of Studies. Reading maketh a full man, conference a ready man, and writing an exact man. zIid. 1 Cf. Shelley, Hellas.

Page  137 Bacon. I37 Histories make men wise; poets, witty; the mathematics, subtile; natural philosophy, deep; moral, grave; logic and rhetoric, able to contend. Ibid. I hold every man a debtor to his profession; from the which as men of course do seek to receive countenance and profit, so ought they of duty to endeavour themselves by way of amends to be a help and ornament thereunto. Maximzs of the Law. Preface. Knowledge is power. -VNamn el ipsa scienlia poteslas est.l Meditationes Sacroe. De Haresibus. When you wander, as you often delight to do, you wander indeed, and give never such satisfaction as the curious time requires. This is not caused by any natural defect, but first for want of election, when you, having a large and fruitful mind, should not so much labour what to speak, as to find what to leave uinspoken. Rich soils are often to be weeded. Letter of Expostulation to Coke. My Lord St. Albans said that nature did never put her precious jewels into a garret four stories high, and therefore that exceeding tall men had ever very empty heads.2 Apothegm, No 17. 1 A wise man is strong; yea, a man of knowledge increaseth strength. - Prov. xxiv. 5. 2 Cf. Fuller, p. 2IO.

Page  138 I138 Bacon. " Antiquitas soeculi juventus mundi." These times are the ancient times, when the world is ancient, and not those which we account ancient oradine retrogrado, by a computation backward from ourselves.' Advancement of Learning. ~ Book i. (1605.) It [Poesy] was ever thought to have some participation of divineness, because it doth raise and erect the mind, by submitting the shews of things to the desires of the mind. Ibid. Book ii. 1 As in the little, so in the great world, reason will tell you that old age or antiquity is to be accounted by the farther distance from the beginning and the nearer approach to the end. The times wherein we now live being in propriety of speech the most ancient since the world's creation. - George Hakewill, Aln Apolog,ie or Declaration of the Pozwer and Providence of God in the Government of the World. London, I627. For as old age is that period of life most remote from infancy, who does not see that old age in this universal man ought not to be sought in the times nearest his birth, but in those most remote from it? - Pascal, Preface to the Treatise on IVacuum. We are Ancients of the earth, And in the morning of the times. Tennyson, The Day Dream. (L'Envoi.) It is worthy of remark that a thought which is often quoted from Francis Bacon occurs in [Giordano] Bruno's Cena di Cenere, published in I584; I mean the notion that the later times are more aged than the earlier. - Whewell, Philos. of the Inductive Sciences, Vol. ii. p. I98, London, I847.

Page  139 Allison. 139 Bacon continued.] The sun, which passeth through pollutions and itself remains as pure as before.l Ibid. Book ii. For my name and memory, I leave it to men's charitable speeches, to foreign nations, and to the next ages. From his Will. RICHARD ALLISON. There is a garden in her face, Where roses and white lilies grow; A heavenly paradise is that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do grow: There cherries grow that none may buy Till cherry ripe themselves do cry. From An Howres Recreation in Musike, I6o6. Those cherries fairly do enclose Of orient pearl a double row, Which, when her lovely laughter shows, They look like rosebuds fill'd with snow. Ibid. 1 The sun, though it passes through dirty places, yet remains as pure as before. - Adv. of Learning, ed. Dewey. Spiritalis enim virtus sacramenti ita est ut lux: etsi per immundos transeat, non inquinatur. - St. Augustine, Works, Vol. 3, I:n 7ohannis Evang., Cap. I. Tr. v. ~ 15. The sun reflecting upon the mud of strands and shores is unpolluted in his beam. - Taylor, Holy Living, C/h. i. Sect. 3. Truth is as impossible to be soiled by any outward touch as the sunbeam. - Milton, The Doctrine and Discipline of Divorce.

Page  140 140 Peele. - Heywood. GEORGE PEELE. i552-I598. His golden locks time hath to silver turned; O time too swift! O swiftness never ceasing! His youth'gainst time and age hath ever spurned, But spurn'd in vaine; youth waneth by encreasing. Sonnet adfin. Polyhymnia. His helmet now shall make a hive for bees, And lovers' songs be turn'd to holy psalms; A man at arms must now serve on his knees, And feed on prayers, which are old age's alms. ibid. My merry, merry, merry roundelay Concludes with Cupid's curse: They that do change old love for new, Pray gods, they change for worse! Cupid's Curse, From the Arraignment of Paris. JOHN HEYWOOD. - I565The loss of wealth is loss of dirt, As sages in all times assert; The happy man's without a shirt. Be Merry Friends. Let the world slide, let the world go: A fig for care, and a fig for woe! If I can't pay, why I can owe, And death makes equal the high and low. Ibid.

Page  141 Wotton. 14I SIR HENRY WOTTON. 1568 - I639. How happy is he born or taught, That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill! The Character of a Happy Life. And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend. ibid. Lord of himself, though not of lands; And having nothing, yet hath all. Ibid. You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You corwmon people of the skies; What are you when the moon 1 shall rise? To his MAistress, the Queen of Bohemia. I am but a gatherer and disposer of other men's stuff. Preface to the Elements of Architecture. Hanging was the worst use man could be put to. The Disparity between Buckingham and Essex. An ambassador is an honest man sent to lie abroad for the commonwealth.2 1 " sun " in Reliquice Wottoniance, Eds. I65I, I672, I685. 2 In a letter to Velserus, 1612, Wotton says, "This merry definition of an Ambassador I had chanced to set down at my friend's Mr. Christopher Fleckamore, in his Album."

Page  142 I42 Harr-ington. - Daniel. - Drayton. [Wotton continued. The itch of disputing will prove the scab of churches.' A Panegyric to King Charles. SIR JOHN HARRINGTON. I56I - I612. Treason doth never prosper, what's the reason? WVhy if it prosper, none dare call it treason.2 Epigrams. Book iv. Ep. 5. SAMUEL DANIEL. I562 - I6I9. Unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man! To the Countess of Cumberland. Stanza 12. MICHAEL DRAYTON. 1563 - I63I. For that fine madness still he did retain, Which rightly should possess a poet's brain. (Of Marlowe.) To Henry Reynolds, of Poets and Poesy. 1 In his will, he directed the stone over his grave to be thus inscribed: — Hic,jacet hujus sententiae primus author: DISPUTANDI PRURITUS ECCLESIARUM SCABIES. Nomen alias quaere. Walton's Lzfe of Wotton. 2 Prosperum ac felix scelus Virtus vocatur. Seneca, Here. Furens, 2, 250.

Page  143 Barnfield. - Donne. I43 RICHARD BARNFIELD. (Born circa 1570.) As it fell upon a day In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made. Ad4dress to the Nzghtingale.l DR. JOHN DONNE. I573-1631. He was the Word, that spake it; He took the bread and brake it; And what that Word did make it, I do believe and take it. Divinze Poems. Onl the Sacrament. We understood Her by her sight; her pure and eloquent blood Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought, That one might almost say her body thought. Fuizeral Elegies. On the Death of Mistress Drury. She and comparisons are odious.2 Elegy 8. The Comparison. 1 This song, often attributed to Shakespeare, is now confidently assigned to Barnfield; it is found in his collection of Poems in Divers Hismours, published in 1598. 2 Cf. Burton, Anatomy of Melancholy, Pt. iii. Sc. 3. MIem. I. Subs. 2. Herbert, yacula Prudentum.

Page  144 I44 yonson. BEN JONSON. 1574- I637. Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'11 not look for wine.' The Forest. To Celia. Still to be neat, still to be drest As you were going to a feast.2 The Silent Woman. Act i. Sc. I. Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace. Robes loosely flowing, hair as free; Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all th' adulteries of art; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart. Ibid. In small proportion we just beauties see, And in short measures life may perfect be. Good Life, Lontg LoZe. Underneath this stone doth lie As much beauty as could die; Which in life did harbour give To more virtue than doth live. Epitaph on Elizabeth. 1'E/kol Ne dovotls rp0Trrtve 7TOS o'.a tT.. v..L...E E' /3OVXEt, rTOLi XElXEo- rrpoo-flpovoa, 7rX7pov tXr?7Latrov To EKirMo/a, KaL OV'rcov 18ov. Philostratus, Letter xxiv. 2 A true translation from Bonnefonius.

Page  145 Tourneur. I45 Jonson continued.] Underneath this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother. 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.1 Soul of the age! The applause! delight! the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room.2 To the Memory of Shakespeare. Small Latin, and less Greek. Ibid. He was not of an age, but for all time. Ibid. Sweet swan of Avon! Ibid. Get money; still get money, boy; No matter by what means.3 Every MAan in his Humour. Act ii. Sc. 3. CYRIL TOURNEUR. A drunkard clasp his teeth, and not undo'em, To suffer wet damnation to run through'em. The Revenger's Tragedy. Act iii. Sc. I. 1 In a manuscript collection of Browne's poems preserved amongst the Lansdowne MSS., in the British Museum, this epitaph is ascribed to Browne (I590-I645). 2 Cf. Basse, p. 211I. 3 Cf. Pope, Horace, Book i. Ep. I, Line I03. 7 J

Page  146 146 Hall. - Massiniger. - Overbury. BISHOP HALL. 1574- I656. Moderation is the silken string running through the pearl chain of all virtues. Christian Moderation. Introduc. Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave.l Epistles. Dec. iii. Ep. 2. PHILIP MASSINGER. 1584- 640. Some undone widow sits upon mine arm, And takes away the use of it; and my sword, Glued to my scabbard with wronged orphans' tears, Will not be drawn. A Newz Way to pay Old Debts. Act v. Sc. I. This many-headed monster.2 The Roman Actor. Act iii. Sc. 2. Grim death.8 Ibid. Ac iv. Sc. 2. SIR THOMAS OVERBURY. 158I - I6I3. In part to blame is she, Which hath without consent bin only tride: He comes to neere that comes to be denide.4 A W4ife. St. 36. 1 Cf. Young, Nghit Thoughts, N. 5, Lize 7I9. 2 Cf. Pope, Satires, Book ii. Ep. I, Line 304. 3 Cf. Milton, Par. Lost, Book ii. Line 804. 4 Cf. Montague, p. 303.

Page  147 Fletcher. 147 JOHN FLETCHER. I576- 625. Man is his own star, and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man Commands all light, all influence, all fate. Nothing to him falls early, or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still. Upon anl " aonest Aian's Fortune." All things that are Made for our general uses are at war, - Even we among ourselves. Ibid. Man is his own star, and that soul that can Be honest is the only perfect man. ibid. And he that will to bed go sober, Falls with the leaf still in October.' Rollo, Duke of Normandy. Act ii. Sc. 2. Three merry boys, and three merry boys, And three merry boys are we, As ever did sing in a hempen string Under the gallows-tree. Ibid. Act. iii. Sc. 2. 1 The following well-known catch, or glee, is formed on this song:He who goes to bed, and goes to bed sober, Falls as the leaves do, and dies in October; But he who goes to bed, and goes to bed mellow, Lives as he. ought to do, and dies an honest fellow.

Page  148 I48 Beaumzont. [Fletcher continued. Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly! There's naught in this life sweet, If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy; 0 sweetest Melancholy! The Nice Valour. Act iii. Sc. 3. Fountain heads and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves! Ibid. Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan, Sorrow calls no time that's gone: Violets plucked, the sweetest rain Makes not fresh nor grow again.l TSe Queen of Corinith. Act iii. Sc. 2. FRANCIS BEAUMONT. I586 - i6i6. What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtile flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life. Letter to Bezn Yonson. 1 Weep no more, lady, weep no more, Thy sorrow is in vain; For violets plucked the sweetest showers Will ne'er make grow again. Percy's Reliques, The Friar of Orders Gray.

Page  149 Beaumont and Fletcher. I49 BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER. A soul as white as heaven. The Maid's Tragedy. Act iv. Sc. I. There is a method in man's wickedness, It grows up by degrees.' A King and no King. Act v. Sc. 4. Calamity is man's true touchstone.2 Four Plays in One. The Trizinzph of Honour. Sc. I. The fit's upon me now! Come quickly, gentle lady: The fit's upon me now! Wit without Money. Act v. Sc. 5. Of all the paths lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest.3 The Knight of Malta. Act i. Sc. I. What's one man's poison, signor, Is another's meat or drink. Love's Cure. Act iii. Sc. 2. Nothing can cover his high fame, but Heaven; No pyramids set off his memories, But the eternal substance of his greatness; To which I leave him. The False One. Act ii. Sc. I.' Nemo repente venit turpissimus. -Juvenal, ii. 83. 2 Ignis aurum probat, miseria fortes viros. - Seneca, De Prov. v. 9. 3 Cf. Southerne, p. 238.

Page  150 I50 Tarlton. - Carew. [Beaumont and Fletcher continued. Primrose, first-born child of Ver, Merry spring-time's harbinger. The Two Noble Kinsmen. Act I. SC. I. O great corrector of enormous times, Shaker of o'er-rank states, thou grand decider Of dusty and old titles, that healest with blood The earth when it is sick, and curest the world O' the plurisy of people. Ibid. Atct v. Sc. I. RICHARD TARLTON. - 1588. The King of France, with forty thousand men,'Went up a hill, and so came down agen. From the Poiges Corantoe, I642. THOMAS CAREW. I589- 639. He that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires.; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. Disdain Returned. Then fly betimes, for only they Conquer Love, that run away. Conquest by FlighJt.

Page  151 Wither. - Hobbes. 15I GEORGE WITHER. 1588 - i667. Shall I, wasting in despair, Die because a woman's fair? Or make pale my cheeks with care,'Cause another's rosy are? Be she fairer than the day, Or the flow'ry meads in May, If she be not so to me, What care I how fair she be? Th e Shzepherd's Resolution. Jack shall pipe, and Gill shall dance. Poem on Christmas. Hang sorrow! care will kill a cat, And therefore let's be merry. Ibid. Though I am young, I scorn to flit On the wings of borrowed wit. Th7e Sheipherd's. Hunting. And I oft have heard defended Little said is soonest mended.. bid. THOMAS HOBBES. I588- I679. For words are wise men's counters, they do but reckon by them; but they are the money of fools. The Leviathan. Part i. Ch. 4. And the life of man solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short. Ibid. Chz. 3.

Page  152 152 Selden. JOHN SELDEN. I584-I654. Equity is a roguish thing: for.law we have a measure, know what to trust to; equity is according to the conscience of him that is Chancellor, and as that is larger or narrower, so is equity.'T is all one as if they should make the standard for the measure we call a foot a Chancellor's foot; what an uncertain measure would this be? One Chancellor has a long foot, another a short foot, a third an indifferent foot.'T is the same in the Chancellor's conscience. Table Talk. Equity. Old friends are best. King James used to call for his old shoes; they were easiest for his feet. Friends. Commonly we say a judgment falls upon a man for something in him we cannot abide..7udgments. No man is the wiser for his learning. wit and wisdom are born with a man. Learning. Take a straw and throw it up into the air, you may see by that which way the wind is. Libels. Thou little thinkest what a little foolery governs the world.l Pojpe. Syllables govern the world. Power. 1 Behold, my son, with how little wisdom the world is governed. Oxenstiern (I583 - I654).

Page  153 Valton. 15 3 IZAAK WALTON. I593- I683. THE COMPLETE ANGLER. Of which, if thou be a severe, sour-complexioned man, then I here disallow thee to be a competent judge. The Author's Preface. I am, Sir, a Brother of the Angle. Part i. Ch. i. Angling is somewhat like Poetry, men are to be born so. Part i. Ch. I. Old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good. Part i. Ch. 4. We may say of angling as Dr. Boteler1 said of strawberries: "Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did": and so, if I might be judge, God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling. Part i. Ch. 5. Thus use your frog: put your hook, I mean the arming wire, through his mouth, and out at his gills, and then with a fine needle and silk sew the upper part of his leg with only one stitch to the arming wire of your hook, or tie the frog's leg above the upper joint to the armed wire; and in so doing use him as though you loved him. Part i. Chi. 8. 1 William Butler, styled by Dr. Fuller in his Worthies (Suffolk) the "' dEsculapius of the Age." 7*

Page  154 J 54 Quarles. Complete Angler continued.] This dish of meat is too good for any but anglers, or very honest men. Part i. Ch. 8. All that are lovers of virtue,.... be quiet, and go a-Angling. Part i. Ch. 2I. FRANCIS QUARLES. I592 - I644. Sweet Phosphor, bring the day Whose conquering ray May chase these fogs; Sweet Phosphor, bring the day! Sweet Phosphor, bring the day; Light will repay The wrongs of night; Sweet Phosphor, bring the day! Emblems, Book i. 14. Be wisely worldly, be not worldly wise. Ibid. Book ii. 2. This house is to be let for life or years; Her rent is sorrow, and her income tears; Cupid't has long stood void; her bills make known, She must be dearly let, or let alone. Ibid. Book ii. Io, Ep. Io. The slender debt to nature's quickly paid, Discharged, perchance, with greater ease than made. Ibid. Book ii. I3. The next way home's the farthest way about. Ibid. Book iv. 2. Epig. 2.

Page  155 Herbert. 155 GEORGE HERBERT. I593 - i632. Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky. Virtue. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie. Ibid. Only a'sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives. Ibid. Like summer friends, Flies of estate and sunnenshine. The Answer. A servant with this clause Makes drudgery divine; Who sweeps a room as for thy laws Makes that and the action fine. The Elixir. A verse may find him who a sermon flies, And turn delight into a sacrifice. The Church Porch. Dare to be true, nothing can need a lie; A fault which needs it most grows two thereby.' Ibid. The worst speak something good; if all want sense, God takes a text, and preacheth Pa-ti-ence. Ibid. Bibles laid open, millions of surprises. Sin. 1 Cf. Watts, p. 254.

Page  156 I56 Parker. [Herbert continued. Man is one world, and hath Another to attend him. Man. If goodness lead him not, yet weariness May toss him to my breast. The Pulley. Wouldst thou both eat thy cake and have it? Th e Size. Do well and right, and let the world sink.l Country Parson. Ch. 29. His bark is worse than his bite. After death the doctor. Hell is full of good meanings and wishes. No sooner is a temple built to God, but the devil builds a chapel hard by. Comparisons are odious. God's mill grinds slow but sure. It is a poor sport that is not worth the candle. To a close-shorn sheep, God gives wind by measure. Help thyself, and God will help thee. 7acula Prudenztzn. MARTYN PARKER. Ye gentlemen of England That live at home at ease, Ah! little do you think upon The dangers of the seas. 1 Ruat ccelum,. fiat voluntas tua. -Sir T. Browne, Relig. Med. P. 2, Sec. xi.

Page  157 Suckling. 157 SIR JOHN SUCKLING. I609- I641. Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light; But 0, she dances such a way! No sun upon an Easter-day Is half so fine a sight. Ballad zupon a Wedding. Her.lips were red, and one was thin, Compared with that was next her chin; Some bee had stung it newly. Ibid. Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale? Song.'T is expectation makes a blessing dear; Heaven were not heaven, if we knew what it were. Against Fruition. She is pretty to walk with, And witty to talk with, And pleasant, too, to think on. Brennoralt. Act ii. Her face is like the milky way i' the sky, A meeting of gentle lights without a name. Ibid. Act iii. The prince of darkness is a gentleman.1 The Goblins. 1 Shakespeare, King Leaur, Act iii. Sc. 4.

Page  158 158 Herrick. ROBERT HERRICK. I59 - 674. Some asked me where the Rubies grew, And nothing I did say; But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia. The Rock of Rubies, and the Quarrie of Pearls. Some asked how Pearls did grow, and where? Then spoke I to my Girl, To part her lips, and showed them there The quarelets of Pearl. Ibid. Her pretty feet, like snails, did creep A little out, and then,l As if they played at bo-peep, Did soon draw in again. On Her Feet. Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying, And this same flower, that smiles to-day, To-morrow will be dying.2 To the Virgins to make much of Time. Her eyes the glow-worm lend thee, The shooting-stars attend thee; And the elves also, Whose little eyes glow Like the sparks of fire, befriend thee. Vigkht Piece to yulia. 1 Cf. Suckling, p. I57. 2 Let us crown ourselves with rose-buds, before they be withered. - Wisdom of Solomon, ii. 8.

Page  159 Herrick. 159 Cherry ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, Full and fair ones, - come and buy; If so be you ask me where They do grow, I answer, there, Where my Julia's lips do smile, There's the land, or cherry-isle. Cherry Rile. Fall on me like a silent dew, Or like those maiden showers, Which, by the peep of day, do strew A baptism o'er the flowers. To Mlusic, to becalm his Fever. Fair daffadills, we weep to see You haste away so soon: As yet the early rising sun Has not attained his noon. To Daffadills. A sweet disorder in the dress Kindles in clothes a wantonness. Deliglht in Disorder. A winning wave, deserving note, In the tempestuous petticoat, - A careless shoe-string, in whose tie I see a wild civility, Do more bewitch me, than when art Is too precise in every part. Ibid. Thus woe succeeds a woe, as wave a wave. Sorrows Succeed. You say to me-wards your affection's strong; Pray love me little, so you love me long.' Love me little, love me long. 1 Love me little, love me long. -Marlowe, The yew of Malta, Act iv. Sc. 5.

Page  160 i 60 Shirley. - Kepler. [Herrick continued. Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt; Nothing's so hard but search will find it out.l Seek and Find. JAMES SHIRLEY. I596- 666. The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour.against fate; Death lays his icy hands on kings. Contention of Ajax and Ulysses. Sc. iii. Only the actions of the just2 Smell sweet and blossom in the dust.3 Ibid. Death calls ye to the crowd of common men. The Last Conqueror. Stanza I. JOHN KEPLER. 157I- I630. It may well wait a century for a reader, as God has waited six thousand years for an observer. From Brewster's A7irtlyrs of Science, p. I97. 1 Nil tam difficile est quin quoerendo investigari possit. - Terence, Heauton Timorumenos, iv., 2, 8. 2 The sweet remembrance of the just Shall flourish when he sleeps in dust. Psalm xci. 4. Common Prayer. 3'their dust.' Works, ed. Dyce, Vol. vi.

Page  161 Lovelace.6 I RICHARD LOVELACE. i618 - I658. Oh! could you view the melody Of every grace, And music of her face,1 You'd drop a tear; Seeing more harmony In her bright eye, Than now you hear. Orpheus to Beasts. I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more. To Lucasta, on going to the Wars. When flowing cups pass swiftly round With no allaying Thames.2 To Althea from Prison. ii. Fishes, that tipple in the deep, Know no such liberty. Ibid. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love, And in my soul am free, Angels alone that soar above Enjoy such liberty. Ibid. iv. 1 There is music in the beauty, and the silent note which Cupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instrument. - Sir Thomas Browne, Relig. Med. Part 2. Cf. Byron, Bride of Abydos, Canto i. St. 6. 2 A cup of hot wine with not a drop of allaying Tyber in't. - Shakespeare,. Corioanus, Act ii. Sc. I. K

Page  162 1 62 Webster. JOHN WEBSTER. -- i638.'T is just like a summer bird-cage in a garden; the birds that are without despair to get in, and the birds that are within despair and are in a consumption, for fear they shall never get out.' The White Devil. Act i. Sc. 2. Call for the robin-redbreast and the wren, Since o'er shady groves they hover, And with leaves and flowers do cover The friendless bodies of unburied men. Ibid. Act i. Sc. 2. Glories, like glow-worms, afar off shine bright, But look'd to near have neither heat nor light. Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 4. I Le mariage est comme une forteresse assiegee; ceux qui sont dehors veulent y entrer, et ceux qui sont dedans veulent en sortir. - Un proverbe Arabe. Quitard, Eludes sur les Proverbes Franfais. p. I02. It happens as with cages: the birds without despair to get in, and those within despair of getting out. - Montaigne, Essays, Ch. v. Vol. iii. Wedlock, indeed, hath oft compared been To public feasts, where meet a public rout, Where they that are without would fain go in, And they that are within would fain go out. Sir John -Davis, Contention betwixt a kiSfe, a Widow, and a Maid. (From Davison's Poetical Rhapsody, Lond. I826.) Is not marriage an open question, when it is alleged,'from the beginning of the world, that such as are in the institution wish to get out, and such as are out wish to get in? - Emerson, Representative Men: Moontazgne.

Page  163 Crashiaw. I63 RICHARD CRASHAW. Circa i6i6 - I650. The conscious water saw its God and blushed.' Translation of Ejpigram on 7ohn ii. Whoe'er she be, That no't impossible she, That shall command my heart and me. Wishes to his Suzjposed Mistress. Where'er she lie, Locked up from mortal eye, In shady leaves of destiny. Ibid. Days that need borrow No part of their good morrow, From a fore-spent night of sorrow. laid. Life that dares send A challenge to his end, And when it comes, say, Welcome, friend! Ibid. Sydneian showers Of sweet discourse, whose powers Can crown old Winter's head with flowers. Ibid. A happy soul, that all the way To heaven hath a summer's day. In Praise of Lessius's Rule of Health. The modest front of this small floor, Believe me, reader, can say more Than many a braver marble can, - "Here lies a truly honest man!" Epitaph upon Mr. Ashton. Nympha pudica Deum vidit, et erubuit. Epiff. Sacra. Aquac in vinum versce, p. 299.

Page  164 I64 Heywood. - Denham. THOMAS HEYWOOD. - I649. The world's a theatre, the earth a stage Which God and nature do with actors fill. Apology for Actors. 1612. Seven cities warr'd for Homer being dead; Who living had no roofe to shrowd his head.' The Hierarchie of the blessed Angells. Lond. I635,P. 207. SIR JOHN DENHAM. I6I5 - i668. Though with those streams he no resemblance hold, Whose foam is amber and their gravel gold; His genuine and less guilty wealth t' explore, Search out his bottom, but survey his shore. Coaper's Hill, Line I65. 0, 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 o'erflowing full. Line I89. Actions of the last age are like almanacs of the last year. The Sophzy. A Tragedy. But whither am I strayed? I need not raise Trophies to thee from other men's dispraise; Nor is thy fame on lesser ruins built; 1 Seven wealthy towns contend for Homer dead, Through which the living HIomer begged his bread. Thomas Seward, Epigrarz.

Page  165 Denlham. - Dekker. i65 Denham continued.] Nor needs thy juster title the foul guilt Of Eastern kings, who, to secure their reign, Must have their brothers, sons, and kindred slain.' On Mr. yohn Fletcher's Works. THOMAS DEKKER. --- I641. And though mine arm should conquer twenty worlds, There's a lean fellow beats all conquerors. Old Fortunatus. The best of men That e'er wore earth about him was a sufferer; A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit. The first true gentleman that ever breathed.2 The Honest Whore. Part i. Act i. Sc. I2. We are ne'er like angels till our passion dies. Zbid. Part ii. Act i. Sc. 2. To add to golden numbers, golden numbers. Patient Grissell. Act i. Sc. I. Honest labour bears a lovely face. Ibid. 1 Poets are sultans, if they had their will; For every author would his brother kill. Orrery, "in one of his Prologues," says Johnson. Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear like the Turk, no brother near the throne. Pope, Prologue to the Satires, Line 197. 2 Of the offspring of the gentilman Jafeth, come Habraham, Moyses, Aron, and the profettys; and also the Kyng of the right lyne of Mary, of whom that gentilman Jhesus was borne. - Juliana Berners, Heraldic Blazonry.

Page  166 i66 Cowley. ABRAHAM COWLEY. I6i8 - I667. What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own? The Motto. His time is for ever, everywhere his place. Friendship in Absence. We spent them not in toys, in lusts, or wine; But search of deep philosophy, Wit, eloquence, and poetry; Arts which I loved, for they, my friend, were thine. On the Death of Mr. WIilziam Harvey. Hisfailh, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I'm sure, was in the right.' On the Death of Crashaw. We grieved, we sighed, we wept.: we never blushed before. Discourse concerninz the Government of Oliver Cromwell. The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again; The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair. From Anacreon. Drinhkinz. Why Should every creature drink but I? Why, man of morals, tell me why? Ibid. 1 Cf. Pope, Essay on Man, Ep. iii. Line 306.

Page  167 Davenant. I67 Cowley continued.] Th' adorning thee with so much art. Is but a barb'rous skill;'T is like the poisoning of a dart, Too apt before to kill. The Waiting Maid. Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal now does always last.l Davideis. Vol. i. Book x. The monster London. Let but thy wicked men from out thee go, And all the fools that crowd thee so, Even thou, who dost thy millions boast, A village less than Islington wilt grow, A solitude almost. Of Solitude. God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.2 The Garden. Essay v. Hence ye profane, I hate ye all, Both the great vulgar and the small. Horace. Book iii. Ode I. SIR WILLIAM DAVENANT. I605-I668. Th' assembled souls of all that men held wise. Gondibert. Book ii. Canto v. St. 37. 1 One of our poets (which is it?) speaks of an everlasting now. - Southey, The Doctor, p. 63. 2 Cf. Cowper, p. 360.

Page  168 168 Waller. EDMUND WALLER. I605 - i687. The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed,l Lets in new light thro' chinks that time has made. Stronger by weakness, wiser men become, As they draw near to their eternal home. Verses upon his Divine Poesy. Under the tropic is our language spoke, And part of Flanders hath received our yoke. Upon thze Death of the Lord Protector. A narrow compass! and yet.there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair: Give me but what this riband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round. On a Girdle. How small a part of time they share That are so wondrous sweet and fair! Go, lovely rose. That eagle's fate and mine are one, Which, on the shaft that made him die, Espied a feather of his own, Wherewith he wont to soar so high.2 To a Lady singing a Song of his Comyposing. The yielding marble of her snowy breast. On a Lady passinzg throzugh a Crowd of People. 1 Drawing near her death, she sent most pious thoughts as harbingers to heaven; and her soul saw a glimpse of happiness through the chinks of her sickness-broken body. - Fuller, The Holy and the Profane State, Book i. Ch. ii. 2 Cf. Byron, p. 467.

Page  169 Marquis of Monrose. 169 Waller continued.] Illustrious acts high raptures do infuse, And every conqueror creates a muse. Panegyric on Cromwell. For all we know Of what the blessed do above Is, that they sing and that they love. While I listen to thy voice. Poets lose half the praise they should have got, Could it be known what they discreetly blot. Upon Roscommon's Trans. of Horace, De Arte Poetica. Could we forbear dispute, and practise love, We should agree as angels do above. Divine Love. Canto iii. MARQUIS OF MONTROSE. I6I2- I650. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, That dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all. My Dear and only Love.1 I'11 make thee glorious by my pen, And famous by my sword. Ibid. 1 From Napier's Aleie. of AlMotrose, Vol. i. App. xxxiv. That puts it not unto the touch, To win or lose it all. From Napier's Ariontrose and the Covenanters, Vol. ii. p. 566. 8

Page  170 I 70 Milton. JOHN MILTON. I608-I674. PARADISE LOST. Of Man's first disobedience and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world and all our woe. Book i. Line I. Or if Sion hill Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook, that flowed Fast by the oracle of God. Book i. Line Io. Things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme. Book i. Line I6. 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. Line 22. As far as Angel's ken. Book i. Line 59. Yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible. Book i. Line 62. Where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes, That comes to all. Book i. Line 65. What though the field be lost? All is not lost; th' unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield. Book i. Line I05.

Page  171 Milton. 17I Paradise Lost continued.] To be weak is miserable, Doing or suffering. Book i. Line 157. And out of good still to find means of evil. Book i. Line I65. Farewell happy fields, Where joy for ever dwells: hail, horrors; hail. Book i. Line 249. A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven. Book i. Line 253. Here we may reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in hell: Better to reign in hell, than serve in heaven. Book i. Line 26i Heard so oft In worst extremes, and on the perilous edge Of battle. Book i. Line 275. His spear, to equal which the tallest pine, Hewn on Norwegian hills, to be the mast Of some great ammiral, were but a wand, He walk'd with to support uneasy steps Over the burning marle. Book i. Line 292. Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa, where th' Etrurian shades High over-arch'd imbower. Book i. Line 302. Awake, arise, or be for ever fallen! Book i. Line 330.

Page  172 I72 Milton. [Paradise Lost continued. Spirits when they please Can either sex assume, or both. Book i. Line 423. Execute their airy purposes. Book i. Line 430. When night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine. Book i. Line 500. Th' imperial ensign, which, full high advanc'd, Shone like a meteor, streaming to the wind. Book i. Line 536. Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds: At which the universal host up sent A shout that tore hell's concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night. Book i. Line 540. In perfect phalanx, to the Dorian mood Of flutes and soft recorders. Book i. Line 550. His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appear'd Less than archangel ruined, and th' excess Of glory obscured. Book i. Line 59I. In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs. Book i. Line 597. Thrice he assayed, and thrice in spite of scorn Tears, such as angels weep, burst forth. Book i. Line 6I9.

Page  173 Milton. 173 Paradise Lost continued.] Who overcomes By force, hath overcome but half his foe. Book i. Line 648. Mammon, the least erected spirit that fell From heaven; for ev'n in heaven his looks and thoughts Were always downward bent, admiring more The riches of heaven's pavement, trodden gold, Than aught divine or holy else enjoy'd In vision beatific. Book i. Line 679. Let none admire That riches grow in hell: that soil may best Deserve the precious bane. Book i. Line 69o. Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose, like an exhalation. Book i. Line 7Io. From morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith like a falling star. Book i. Line 742. Faery elves, Whose midnight revels, by a forest-side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress. Book i. Line 78I. High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand

Page  174 174 Milton. [Paradise Lost continued. Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat, by merit rais'd To that bad eminence. Book ii. Line I. Surer to prosper than prosperity Could have assured us. Book ii. Line 39. The strongest and the fiercest spirit That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair. Book ii. Line 44. Rather than be less, Cared not to be at all. Book ii. Line 47. My sentence is for open war. Book ii. Line 5I. That in our proper motion we ascend Up to our native seat: descent and fall To us is adverse. Book ii. Line 75. When the scourge Inexorable, and the torturing hour Call us to penance. Book ii. Line go. Which, if not victory, is yet revenge. Book ii. Line Io5. But all was false and hollow; though his tongue Dropped manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash Maturest counsels. Book ii. Line II2. Th' ethereal mould Incapable of stain would soon expel Her mischief, and purge off the baser fire, Victorious. Thus repuls'd, our final hope Is flat despair. Book ii. Line 139.

Page  175 Milton. 175 Paradise Lost continued.]For who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallowed up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night? Book ii. Line I46. His red right hand.' Book ii. Line I75. Unrespited, unpitied, unreprieved. Book ii. Line I85. The never-ending flight Of future days. Book ii. Line 22I. Our torments also may in length of time Become our elements. Book ii. Line 274. With grave Aspect be rose, and in his rising seemed A pillar of state; deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat, and public care; And princely counsel in his face yet shone, Majestic though in ruin. Sage he stood,. With Atlantean shoulders, fit to bear The weight of mightiest monarchies; his look Drew audience and attention still as night Or summer's noontide air. Book ii. Line 300. The palpable obscure. Book ii. Line 406. Long is the way And hard, that out of hell leads up to light. Book ii. Line 432. 1 Rubente dextera. - Horace, Od. i. ii. 2.

Page  176 I76 Milton. [Paradise Lost continued. Their rising all at once was as the sound Of thunder heard remote. Book ii. Line 476. The lowering element Scowls o'er the darken'd landscape. Book ii. Line 490. Oh, shame to men! devil with devil damn'd Firm concord holds, men only disagree Of creatures rational. Book ii. Line 496. In discourse more sweet, For eloquence the soul, song charms the sense, Others apart sat on a hill retired, In thoughts more elevate, and reason'd high Of providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate, Fixed fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute; And found no end, in wand'ring mazes lost. Book ii. Line 555. Vain wisdom all, and false philosophy. Book ii. Line 565. Arm the obdured breast With stubborn patience as with triple steel. Book ii. Line 568. A gulf profound as that Serbonian bog, Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old, Where armies whole have sunk: the parching air Burns frore, and cold performs th' effect of fire. Thither by harpy-footed Furies hal'd At certain revolutions all the damn'd Are brought; and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce,

Page  177 Milton. I77 Paradise Lost continued.] From beds of raging fire to starve in ice Their soft ethereal warmth, and there to pine Immovable, infix'd, and frozen round, Periods of time; thence hurried back to fire. Book ii. Line 592. O'er many a firozen, many a fiery Alp, Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death. Book ii. Line 620. Gorgons, and Hydras, and Chimoeras dire. Book ii. Line 628. The other shape - If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either - black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart. Book ii. Line 665. Whence and what art thou, execrable shape'? Book ii. Line 68i. Back to thy punishment, False fugitive, and to thy speed add wings. Book ii. Line 699. So spake the grisly terror. Book ii. Line 704. Incens'd with indignation Satan stood Unterrified, and like a comet burn'd, That fires the length of Ophiucus huge In th' arctic sky, and from his horrid hair Shakes pestilence and war. Book ii. Line 707. 8 * L

Page  178 178 Milton. [Paradise Lost continued. Their -fatal hands No second stroke intend. Book ii. Line 712. Hell Grew darker at their frown. Book ii. Line 7I9. I fled, and cried out DEATH! Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded DEATH. Book ii. Line 787. Before mine eyes in opposition sits Grim Death, my son and foe. Book ii. Line 803. Death Grinned horrible a ghastly smile, to hear His famine should be filled. Book ii. Line 845. On a sudden open fly With impetuous recoil and jarring sound Th' infernal doors, and on their hinges grate Harsh thunder. Book ii. Line 879. 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. Book ii. Lzie 894. Into this wild abyss, The womb of Nature and perhaps her grave. Book ii. Line 9Io.

Page  179 Milton. 179 Paradise Lost continued.] O'er bog or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare, With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way, And swims, or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies. Book ii. Line 948. With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout, Confusion worse confounded. Book ii. Lize 995. So he with difficulty and labour hard. Mov'd on, with difficulty and labour he. Book ii. Linze Io2I. And fast by, hanging in a golden chain This pendent world, in bigness as a star Of smallest magnitude close by the moon. Book ii. Line Io5I. Hail, holy light! offspring of heaven first-born. Book iii. Line I. The rising world of waters dark and deep. Book iii. Line i i. Thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers. Book iii. Line 37. Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flock, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair

Page  180 I80 Milton. [Paradise Lost continued. Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works to me expung'd and ras'd, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. Book iii. Line 48. Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall. Book iii. Line 99. Dark with excessive bright. Book iii. Line 380. Eremites and friars, White, black, and gray, with all their trumpery. Book iii. Line 474. Since called The Paradise of Fools, to few unknown. Book iii. Line 495. And oft, though wisdom wake, suspicion sleeps At wisdom's gate, and to simplicity Resigns her charge, while goodness thinks no ill Where no ill seems. Book iii. Line 686. The hell within him. Book iv. Line 20. Now conscience wakes despair That slumber'd, wakes the bitter memory Of what he was, what is, and what must be. Book iv. Line 23. At whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads. Book iv. Line 34. A grateful mind By owing owes not, but still pays, at once Indebted and discharg'd. Book iv. Line 55.

Page  181 Milton. I 8 Paradise Lost continued.] Which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell', And) in the lowest deep, a lower deep, Still threat'ning to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven. Book iv. Line 73. Such joy ambition finds. Book iv. Line 92. So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse: all good to me is lost. Evil, be thou my good. Book iv. Line Io8. That practis'd falsehood under saintly shew, Deep malice to conceal couch'd with revenge. Book iv. Line 122. Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Arabie the blest. Book iv. Line 162. And on the Tree of Life The middle tree and highest there that grew, Sat like a cormorant. Book iv. Line I94. A heaven on earth. Book iv. Line 208. Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose.,Book iv. Line 256. For contemplation he and valour form'd, For softness she and sweet attractive grace; He for God only, she for God in him. His fair large front and eye sublime declar'd Absolute rule; and hyacinthine locks Round from his parted forelock manly hung Clust'ring, but not beneath his shoulders broad. Book iv. Line 297.

Page  182 I82 Milton. [Paradise Lost continued. Implied Subjection, but requir'd with gentle sway, And by her yielded, by him best receiv'd, Yielded with coy submission, modest pride, And sweet, reluctant, amorous delay. Book iv. Line 307. Adam the goodliest man of men since born His sons, the fairest of her daughters Eve. Book iv. Line 323. And with necessity, The tyrant's plea, excus'd his devilish deeds. Book iv. Lize 393. As Jupiter On Juno smiles, when he impregns the clouds That shed May flowers. Book iv. Line 499. Imparadis'd in one another's arms. Book iv. Line 505. Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompany'd; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung; Silence was pleas'd: now glow'd the firmament With living sapphires; Hesperus, that led The starry host, rode brightest, till the moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen unveil'd her peerless light, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw. Book iv. Lne 598.

Page  183 Milton. I83 Paradise Lost continued.] The timely dew of sleep. Book iv. Line 6I4. With thee conversing I forget all time; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glist'ring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train: But neither breath of morn when she ascends With charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower, Glist'ring with dew, nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild, nor silent night With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glitt'ring starlight, without thee is sweet. Book iv. Line 639. Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. Book iv. Line 677. Eas'd the putting off These troublesome disguises which we wear. Book iv. Line 739. Hail wedded love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring. Book iv. Line 750. Squat like a toad, close at the ear of Eve. Book iv. Line 800.

Page  184 I84 Milton. [Paradise Lost continued. Him thus intent Ithuriel with his spear Touch'd lightly; for no falsehood can endure Touch of celestial temper. Book iv. Line 8Io. Not to know me argues yourselves unknown, The lowest of your throng. Book iv. Line 830. Abash'd the devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is, and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely. Book iv. Line 846. All hell broke loose. Book iv. Line 918. Like Teneriff or Atlas unremov'd. Book iv. Line 987. The starry cope Of.heaven. Book iv. Line 992. Fled Murmuring, and with him fled the shades of night. Book iv. Line I014. Now morn, her rosy steps in th' eastern clime Advancing, sow'd the earth with orient pearl, When Adam wak'd, so custom'd, for his sleep Was aery-light, from pure digestion bred. Book v. Linze 3. Hung over her enamour'd, and beheld Beauty, which, whether waking or asleep, Shot forth peculiar graces. Bookv. Line 13. My latest found, Heaven's last best gift,'my ever new delight. Book v. Line i8.

Page  185 M/ilton. i85 Paradise Lost continued.] Good, the more Communicated, more abundant grows. Book v. Line 7I. These are thy glorious works, Parent of good! Book v. Linge I53. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn. Book v. Line I66. A wilderness of sweets. Book v. ZLine 294. Another morn Risen on mid-noon. Book v. Line 3IO. So saying, with despatchful looks in haste She turns, on hospitable thoughts intent. Book v. inge 33 I. Nor jealousy Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell. Book v. Linle 449. The bright consummate flower. Book v. Lize 48I. Thrones, dominations, princedomns, virtues, powers. Book v. Line 6oi. They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet Quaff immortality and joy. Book v. Lize 637. Satan; so call him now, his former name Is heard no more in heaven. Book v. Line 658. Midnight brought on the dusky hour Friendliest to sleep and silence. Book v.: Linhe 667.

Page  186 I86 MiltonZ. [Paradise Lost continued. Innumerable as the stars of night, Or stars of morning, dew-drops, which the sun Impearls on every leaf and every flower. Book v. Line 745. So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found Among the faithless, faithful only he. Book v. Line 896. Morn, Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy hand Unbarr'd the gates of light. Book vi. Line 2. Servant of God, well done. Book vi. Line 29. Arms on armour clashing bray'd Horrible discord, and the madding wheels Of brazen chariots rag'd; dire was the noise Of conflict. Book vi. zine 209. Far off his coming shone. Book vi. Line 768. More safe I sing with mortal voice, unchang'd To hoarse or mute, though fall'n on evil days, On evil days though fall'n, and evil tongues. Book vii. Line 24. Still govern thou my song, Urania, and fit audience find, though few. Book vii. Lize 30. Heaven open'd wide Her ever-during gates, harmonious sound On golden hinges moving. Book vii. Line 205.

Page  187 Miltown. I87 Paradise Lost continued.] Hither, as to their fountain, other stars Repairing, in their golden urns draw light. Book vii. Line 364. Now half appear'd The tawny lion, pawing to get free His hinder parts. Book vii. Lz'ze 463. Indued With sanctity of reason. Book vii. Line 507. The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear. Book viii. Line I. And grace that won who saw to wish her stay. Book viii. Line 43. And, touch'd by her fair tendance, gladlier grew. Book viii. Line 47. W~ith centric and eccentric scribbled o'er, Cycle and epicycle, orb in orb. Book viii. Line 83. To know That which before us lies in daily life, Is the prime wisdom. Book viii. Line I92. Liquid lapse of murmuring streams. Book viii. Line 263. And feel that I am happier than I know. Book viii. Line 282. Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love. Book viii. Line 488.

Page  188 188 Milton. [Paradise Lost continued. Her virtue and the conscience of her worth, That would be wooed, and not unsought be won. Book viii. Line 502. She what was honour knew, And with obsequious majesty approv'd My pleaded reason. To the nuptial bower I led her, blushing like the morn: all heaven, And happy constellations on that hour Shed their selectest influence; the earth Gave sign of gratulation, and each hill; Joyous the birds; fresh gales and gentle airs Whisper'd it to the woods, and from their-wings Flung rose, flung odours from the spicy shrub. Book viii. Lize 508. So well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best. Book viii. Line 548. Accuse not Nature, she hath done her part; Do thou but thine. Book viii. Line 56i. Those graceful acts, Those thousand decencies, that daily flow From all her words and actions. Book viii. Linze 600. To whom the angel with a smile that glow'd Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue. Book viii. Linle 6i8. My unpremeditated verse. Book ix. Line 23. Pleas'd me, long choosing and beginning late.. Book ix. Lince 26.

Page  189 .Jli[iton. 1I89 Paradise Lost continued.] Unless an age too late, or cold Climate, or years, damp my intended wing. Book ix. Line 44. Revenge, at first though sweet, Bitter ere long back on itself recoils. Book ix. Line I7I. The work under our labour grows, Luxurious by restraint. Book ix. Line 208. Smiles from reason flow, To brute deny'd, and are of love the food. Book ix.'Line 239. For solitude sometimes is best society, And short retirement urges sweet return. Book ix. Line 249. At shut of evening flowers. Book ix. Line 278. As one who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air. Book ix. Line 445. So glozed the tempter. Book ix. Lile 549. Hope elevates, and joy Brightens his crest. Book ix. Line 633. Left that command Sole -daughter of his voice.' Book ix. Line 652. Earth felt the wound; and -Nature from her seat, Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe, That all was lost. Book ix. Line 782. 1 Cf. Wordsworth, Ode to Duty, p. 4I9.

Page  190 Igo Milton. [Paradise Lost continued. In her face excuse Came prologue, and apology too prompt. Book ix. Line 853. A pillar'd shade High overarch'd, and echoing walks between. Book ix. Line IIo6. Yet I shall temper so Justice with mercy, as may illustrate most Them fully satisfy'd, and thee appease. Book x. Lize 77. So scented the grim Feature, and upturn'd His nostril wide into the murky air, Sagacious of his quarry from so far. Book x. Line 279. How gladly would I meet Mortality my sentence, and be earth Insensible! how glad would lay me down As in my mother's lap! Book x. Line 775. Must I thus leave thee, Paradise? thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades? Book xi. Line 269. Then purged with euphrasy and rue The visual nerve, for he had much to see. Book xi. Line 414. Moping melancholy, And moon-struck madness. Book xi. Line 485. And over them triumphant Death his dart Shook, but delay'd to strike, though oft invok'd. Book xi. Line 49I.

Page  191 Hzz0on. I9I Paradise Lost continued.] So mayst thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop Into thy mother's lap. Book xi. Line 535. Nor love thy life, nor hate; but what thou liv'st Live well; how long or short permit to heaven.' Book xi. Line 553. A bevy of fair women. Book xi. Line 582. Some natural tears they dropp'd, but wip'd them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. They, hand in hand, with wand'ring steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way. Book xii. Line 645. PARADISE REGAINED. Beauty stands In the admiration only of weak minds Led captive. Book ii. Line 220. Rocks whereon greatest men have oftest wreck'd. Book ii. Line 228. Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise. Book iii. Line 56. Elephants endors'd with towers. Book iii. Line 329. 1 Summum nec metuas diem, nec optes. - Martial, lib. x. 47; 14.

Page  192 I92.Miiton. [Paradise Regained continued. Syene, and where the shadow both way falls, Meroe, Nilotic isle. Book iv. Line 70. Dusk faces with white silken turbans wreath'd. Book iv. Line 76. The childhood shows the man As morning shows the day.' Book iv. Line 220. Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts And eloquence. Book iv. Line 240. The olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long. Book iv. ZLine 244. Thence to the famous orators repair, Those ancient, whose resistless eloquence Wielded at will that fierce democratie, Shook the arsenal, and fulmin'd over Greece, To Macedon, and Artaxerxes' throne. Book iv. Linze 267. Socrates.. Whom well inspir'd the oracle pronounc'd Wisest of men. Book iv. Line 274. Deep vers'd in books, and shallow in himself. Book iv. Line 327. As children gath'ring pebbles on the shore. Book iv. Line 330. Till morning fair Came forth with pilgrim steps in amice gray. Book iv. Line 426. 1 Cf. Wordsworth, p. 40I. 2 Cf. Newton, p. 237.

Page  193 SAMSON AGONISTES. 0 dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon! Line 80. The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave. Line 86. Ran on embattled armies clad in iron. Line I29. Just are the ways of God, And justifiable to men; Unless there be who think not God at all. Line 293. What boots it at one gate to make defence, And at another to let in the foe? Line 560. But who is this? what thing of sea or land? Female of sex it seems, That so bedeck'd, ornate, and gay, Comes this way sailing Like a stately ship Of Tarsus, bound for th' isles Of Javan or Gadire, With all her bravery on, and tackle trim, Sails fill'd, and streamers waving, Courted by all the winds that hold them play, An amber scent of odorous perfume Her harbinger. Line 710. 9 RM

Page  194 194 11Miton. [Samson Agonistes continued. He's gone, and who knows how he may report Thy words by adding fuel to the flame? Line I350. For evil news rides post, while good news baits. Line I538. And as an evening dragon came, Assailant on the perched roosts And nests in order rang'd Of tame villatic fowl. Line I692. Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast, no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise or blame, nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble. Line 1721. COMUS. Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot, Which men call Earth. Line 5. That golden key That opes the palace of eternity. Line I3. The nodding horror of whose shady brows. Line 38. The star that bids the shepherd fold. Line 93. Midnight shout and revelry, Tipsy dance and jollity. Line 103.

Page  195 ~Milto~n. I95 Comus continued.] Ere the blabbing eastern scout, The nice morn, on the Indian steep From her cabin'd loop-hole peep. Linze I38. When the gray-hooded Even, Like a sad votarist in palmer's weed, Rose from the hindmost wheels of Phcebus' wain. Linle i88. A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses. Line 205. O welcome pure-ey'd Faith, white-handed Hope, Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings! Line 213. Was I deceivecd, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night? Line 221. Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment? Line 244. How sweetly did they float upon the wings Of silence, through the empty-vaulted night, At every fall smoothing the raven down Of darkness till it smiled. Linze 249. Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul And lap it in Elysium. Line 256.

Page  196 I96 Hilton. [Comus continued. Such sober certainty of waking bliss. Line 263. I took it for a faery vision Of some gay creatures of the element, That in the colours of the rainbow live And play i' th' plighted clouds. Line 298. It were a journey like the path to heaven, To help you find them. Line 303. With thy long-levell'd rule of streaming light. Line 340. Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. Line 373. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit in the centre and enjoy bright day; But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts Benighted walks under the midday sun. Line 38r. The unsunn'd heaps Of miser's treasure. Line 398.'T is chastity, my Brother, chastity: She that has that is clad in complete steel..Line 420. Some say no evil thing that walks by night In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin, or swart faery of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity. Line 432.

Page  197 Milton. I97 Comus continued.] So dear to heaven is saintly chastity, That, when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lacky her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt. Line 453. How charming is divine philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose; But musical as is Apollo's lute,l And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns. Line 476. Fill'd the air with barbarous dissonance. Line 550. I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death. Line 560. If this fail, The pillar'd firmament is rottenness, And earth's base built on stubble. Line 597. The leaf was darkish, and had prickles on it, But in another country, as he said, Bore a bright golden flower, but not in this soil: Unknown, and like esteem'd, and the dull swain Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon. Line 63 I. Enter'd the very lime-twigs of his spells, And yet came off. Line 646. 1 As sweet and musical As bright Apollo's lute. Love's Labour's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 3.

Page  198 I98: Miilton. [Comus continued. And live like Nature's bastards, not her sons. Line 727. It is for homely features to keep home, They had their name thence. Line 748. What need a vermeil-tinctur'd lip for that, Love-darting eyes, or tresses like the morn? Line 752. Swinish gluttony Ne'er looks to heaven amidst his gorgeous feast, But with besotted base ingratitude Crams, and blasphemes his feeder. ~ine 777. Enjoy your dear wit, and gay rhetoric, That hath so well been taught her dazzling fence. Line 790. His rod revers'd, And backward mutters of dissevering power. Line 8I6. Sabrina fair, Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair. Line 859. But now my task is smoothly done, I can fly, or I can run. Line 1012. Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her. tine 1022.

Page  199 Milton. I99 LYCIDAS. I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forc'd fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Line 3. He knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. Line Io. Without the meed of some melodious tear. Line I4. Under the opening eyelids of the morn. Line 26. The gadding vine. Line 40. And strictly meditate the thankless Muse. Line 66. To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neera's hair. Line 68. Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise' (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights; and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the'blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. Line 70. 1 Erant quibus appetentior famae videretur, quando etiam sapientibus cupido gloriae novissima exuitur.Tacitus, Histor. iv. 6.

Page  200 200 Miilton. [Lycidas continued. Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil. Line 78. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse and rigg'd with curses dark. Line Ioo. The pilot of the Galilean lake. Line Io9. Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freak'd with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attir'd wood-bine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears. Line I39. 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. Line I68. To-morrow to fresh woods and pastures new. Line I93. ARCADES. Under the shady roof Of branching elm star-proof. Line 88.

Page  201 Milton. 201 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. Line 25. Sport, that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go, On the light-fantastic toe. Line 31. And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Line 67. Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide; Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some beauty lies, The cynosure of neighboring eyes. Line 75. Herbs, and other country messes, Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses. Line 85. To many a youth, and many a maid, Dancing in the chequer'd shade. Line 95. Then to the spicy nut-brown ale. Line Ioo. Tower'd cities please us then, And the busy hum of men. Line II7. 9*

Page  202 202 Milton. [L' Allegro continued. Ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize. Line 121. Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream. Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild. Line 129. 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. Line 135. Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony. Line I43. IL PENSEROSO. The gay motes that people the sunbeams. Line 8. And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes. Line 39. And join with thee calm Peace and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet. Line 45. And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure. Line 49.

Page  203 Milton. 203 I Penseroso continued.] Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy! Line 6i. To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Lize 67. Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom. Linze 79. Save the cricket on the hearth. Line 82. Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy In sceptred pall come sweeping by, Presenting Thebes, or Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine. Linze 97. Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek. Line Io05. Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold. Line Io9. Where more is meant than meets the ear. Line I20. Ending on the rustling leaves, With minute drops from off the eaves. Line I29. And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. Lizne 159. Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain. Line I73.

Page  204 204 Milton. Nor war or battle's sound Was heard the world around. Hlymn on Christ's Nativity. Line 53. Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold. Line 135. Swinges the scaly horror of his folded tail. Line 172. The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs thro' the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell Inspires the pale-ey'd priest from the prophetic cell. Line I 73. From haunted spring, and dale Edg'd with poplar pale, The parting genius is with sighing sent. Line I84. Peor and Bailim Forsake their temples dim. Linze I97. Under a star-y-pointing pyramid. Dear son of memory, great heir of fame. Epitaph on Shakespeare. Line 4. And so sepulchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings for such a tomb would wish to die. Line I5.

Page  205 Miltant. 205 SONNETS. Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day. To the Nightingale. As ever in my great task-master's eye. On his being arrived to the Age of Twenty- Three. The great Emathian conqueror bid spare The house of Pindarus, when temple and tower Went to the ground. W/hen the Assault was intenasd to the City. That old man eloquent. To the Lady Margcaret Ley. That would have made Quintilian stare and gasp. On the Detraction which followed upon my Writing Certain Treatises. License they mean when they cry liberty. On the Same. Peace hath her victories No less renown'd than war. To the Lord General Cromwell. Thousands at His bidding speed, And post o'er land and ocean without rest; They also serve who only stand and wait. On his Blindness. In mirth, that after no repenting draws. To Cyriac Skinner. For other things mild Heav'n a time ordains. And disapproves that care, though wise in show, That with superfluous burden loads the day, And, when God sends a cheerful hour, refrains. Ibid.

Page  206 206 Milton. [Sonnets continued. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope; but still bear up and steer Right onward. To the Same. Of which all Europe rings from side to side. Ibid. But 0, as to embrace me she inclin'd, I wak'd, she fled, and day brought back my night. On his Deceased Wife. Have hung My dank and dropping weeds To the stern god of sea. Translation of Horace. Book i. Ode 5. Truth is as impossible to be soiled by any outward touch as the sunbeam. 7The Doctrine and Discipline of Divorce. A poet soaring in the high reason of his fancies, with his garland and singing robes about him. The Reason of Church Government. Book ii. By labour and intent study (which I take to be my portion in this life), joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after times, as they should not willingly let it die. Ibid. Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still air of delightful studies. Ibid.

Page  207 Mi/itonz. 207 He who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things ought himself to be a true poem. Apology for Smectymnzztus. Litigious terms, fat contentions, and flowing fees. Tractate of Education. I shall detain you no longer in the demonstration of what we should not do, but strait conduct ye to a hillside, where I will point ye out the right path of a virtuous and noble education; laborious indeed at the first ascent, but else so smooth, so green, so full of goodly prospect, and melodious sounds on every side, that the harp of Orpheus was not more charming. Ibide. In those vernal seasons of the year, when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against Nature not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth. Ibid. Enflamed with the study of learning and the admiration of virtue; stirred up with high hopes of living to be brave men and worthy patriots, dear to God, and famous to all ages. azid. As good almost kill a man as kill a good book; who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image; but he who destroys a good book kills reason itself. Areopagitica.

Page  208 208 Miritton. A good book is the precious life-blood of a master-spirit embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life. A4reogpagitica. I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and seeks her adversary. Ibid. Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks; methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam. Ibid. Who ever knew truth put to the worse, in a free and open encounter? Ibid. By this time, like one who had set out on his way by night, and travelled through a region of smooth and idle dreams, our history now arrives on the confines, where daylight and truth meet us with a clear dawn, representing to our view, though at far distance, true colours and shapes. History of EngZland. Book i. adfin. Men of most renowned virtue have sometimes by transgressing most truly kept the law.'etrarchordon. For such kind of borrowing as this, if it be not bettered by the borrower, among good authors is accounted Plagiare. Iconoclastes, xxiv. adfin.

Page  209 Fuller. 209 THOMAS FULLER. I6o8 - I66i. THE HOLY AND THE PROFANE STATE. Ed. Nichols, I84I. Drawing near her death, she sent most pious thoughts as harbingers to heaven; and her soul saw a glimpse of happiness through the chinks of her sickness-broken body.l The Life of Monica. But our captain counts the image of God, nevertheless his image, cut in ebony as if done in ivory. The Good Sea-Captain. The lion is not so fierce as painted.2 Of Expecting Preferment. Their heads sometimes so little, that there is no roonl for wit; sometimes so long, that there is no wit for so much room. Of NVatural Fools. The Pyramids themselves, doting with age, have forgotten the names of their founders. Of Tombs. Learning hath gained most by those books by which the printers have lost. Of Books. They that marry ancient people, merely in expectation to bury them, hang themselves, in hope that one will come and cut the halter. Of Marriage. 1 Cf. Waller, p. 167. 2 The lion is not so fierce as they paint him. - Herbert, j7acnla Prudentum. N

Page  210 210 Rochefoucauld. [Fuller continued. To smell to a turf of fresh earth is wholesome for the body; no less are thoughts of mqrtality cordial to the soul. The Court Lady. Often the cockloft is empty, in those whom Nature hath built many stories high.l Andronicus. Ad.fin. I. FRANCIS DUC DE ROCHEFOUCAULD. 1613- i68o. Philosophy triumphs easily over past, and over future evils, but present evils triumph over philosophy.2 Maxim 23. Hypocrisy is a sort of homage that vice pays to virtue. Maxim 227. In the adversity of our best friends we often find something which does not displease us.3 Maxima 245. 1 My Lord St. Albans said that wise nature did never put her precious jewels into a garret four stories high, and therefore that exceeding tall men had ever very empty heads. - Bacon, Apothegm, No 17. 2 This same philosophy is a good horse in the stable, but an arrant jade on a journey. - Goldsmith, The Goodnatured Alzn, Act i. 3 I am convinced that we have a degree of delight and that no small one in the real misfortunes and pains of others. -Burke, The Sublime and Beauntifiu. Pt. I, Sec. 14, 15.

Page  211 Basse. Vaughan. 2 II WILLIAM BASSE. I613 - 1648. Renowned Spenser, lie a thought more nigh To learned Chaucer, and rare Beaumont lie A little nearer Spenser, to make room For Shakespeare in your threefold, fourfold tomb.1 On Shakespeare. HENRY VAUGHAN. I62I- I695. I see them walking in an air of glory Whose light doth trample on my days; My days which are at best but dull and hoary, Mere glimmering and decays. They are all gone. Dear beauteous death, the jewel of the just. Ibid. And yet, as angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul when man doth sleep, So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted themes, And into glory peep. Ibid. I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room. Jonson, To the Memory of Shakespeare.

Page  212 212 Butler. SAMUEI, BUTLER. I6oo - i68o. H U DIBRAS. And pulpit, drum ecclesiastick, Was beat with fist instead of a stick. Part i. Canto i. Line II. We grant, altho' he had much wit, He was very shy of using it. Part i. Canto i. Line 45. Beside,'t is known he could speak Greek As naturally as pigs squeak; That Latin was no more difficile Than to a blackbird't is to whistle. Part i. Canto i. Lirne 5 I. He could distinguish, and divide A hair,'twixt south and south-west side. Part i. Canto i. Line 67. For rhetoric, he could not ope His mouth, but out there flew a trope. Part i. Canto i. Line 8i. For all a rhetorician's rules Teach nothing but to name his tools. Part i. Canto i. Line 89. For he, by geometric scale, Could take the size of pots of ale. Part i. Canto i. Lize I 21. And wisely tell what hour.o' th' day The clock does strike, by Algebra. Part i. Canto i. Line I25.

Page  213 Butler. 213 Hudibras continued.] Whatever sceptic could inquire for, For every why he had a wherefore. Part i. Canto i. Line 131 Where entity and quiddity, The ghosts of defunct bodies fly. Part i. Canto i. Line I45. He knew what's what, and that's as high' As metaphysic wit can fly. Part i. Canto i. Line I49. Such as take lodgings in.a head That's to be let unfurnished.2 Part i. Canto i. Line I6I.'T was Presbyterian true blue. Part i. Canto i. Line x9I. And prove their doctrine orthodox, By apostolic blows and knocks. Part i. Canto i. Line I99. Compound for sins they are inclined to, By damning those they have no mind to. Part i. Canto i. Line 21I5. The trenchant blade, Toledo trusty, For want of fighting was grown rusty, And ate into itself for lack Of somebody to hew and hack. Part i. Canto i. Line 359. 1 He said he knew what was what. - Skelton, Why come ye not to Courte? Line I Io6. 2 Often the cockloft is empty in those whom Nature hath built many stories high. - Fuller, Holy and Profane State. Andronicus, Ad. fin. I.

Page  214 2I4 Butler. [Hudibras continued. For rhyme the rudder is of verses, With which, like ships, they steer their courses. Part i. Canto i. Line 463. And force them, though it were in spite Of Nature, and their stars, to write. Part i. Canto i. Lize 647. Quoth Hudibras, " I smell a rat; Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate." Part i. Canto i. Line 82I. Or shear swine, all cry and no wool.2 Part i. Canto i. Line 852. With many a stiff thwack, many a bang, Hard crab-tree and old iron rang. Part i. Canto ii. Line 83 I. Ay me! what perils do environ The man that meddles with cold iron.3 Part i. Canzto iii. Line I. Nor do I know what is become Of him, more than the Pope of Rome. Part i. Cazto iii. Line 263. He had got a hurt O' th' inside of a deadlier sort. Part i. Canto iii. Line 309. 1 See Proverbs, p. 6Io. 2 And so his Highness schal have thereof, but as had the man that scheryd his Hogge, moche Crye and no WWId. - Fortescue (I395 - I485), Treatise on Absolute and Limited Monarchy, Ch. x. 3 Ay me, how many perils do enfold The righteous man, to make him daily fall. Spenser, Faerie Queene, Book i. Canzto 8. St. I.

Page  215 Butler. 215 Hudibras continued.] For those that run away, and fly, Take place at least o' th' enemy.' Part i. Canto iii. Line 609. I am not now in fortune's power: He that is down can fall no lower.2 Part i. Canto iii. Lize 877. Cheer'd up himself with ends of verse, And sayings of philosophers. Part i. Canto iii. Line Io Ir. If he that in the field is slain Be in the bed of honour lain, He that is beaten may be said To lie in honour's truckle-bed. Part i. Canto iii. Line 1047. When pious frauds and holy shifts Are dispensations and gifts. Part i. Canto iii. Lize I 45. Friend Ralph, thou hast Outrun the constable at last. Part i. Canto iii. Line I367. Some force whole regions, in despite O' geography, to change their site; Make former times shake hands with latter, And that which was before, come after; But those that write in rhyme still make The one verse for the other's sake; For one for sense, and one for rhyme, I think's sufficient at one time. Part ii. Canto i. Line 23. 1 See page 586. 2 Cf. Bunyan, p. 231.

Page  216 216 Butler. [Hudibras continued. Some have been beaten till they know What wood a cudgel's of by th' blow; Some kick'd until they can feel whether A shoe be Spanish or neat's leather. Part ii. Canto i. Line 22 I. Quoth she, I've heard old cunning stagers Say, fools for arguments use wagers. Part ii. Canto i. Line 297. For what is worth in anything, But so much money as't will bring? Part ii. Canto i. Line 465. Love is a boy by poets styl'd; Then spare the rod and spoil the child.l Part ii. Canto i. Line 843. The sun had long since in the lap Of Thetis taken out his nap, And, like a lobster boiled, the morn From black to red began to turn. Part ii. Canto ii. Line 29. Have always been at daggers-drawing, And one another clapper-clawing. Part ii. Canto ii. Line 79. For truth is precious and divine, Too rich a pearl for carnal swine. Part ii. Canto ii. Line 257. He that imposes an oath makes it, Not he that for convenience takes it: 1 He that spareth his rod hateth his son. - Proverbs, ch. xiii. 24.

Page  217 Butler. 217 Hudibras continued.] Then how can any man be said To break an oath he never made? Part ii. Canto ii. Line 377. As the ancients Say wisely, Have a care o' th' main chance,1 And look before you ere you leap;1 For as you sow, y' are like to reap.2 Part ii. Canto ii. Line 50I. Doubtless the pleasure is as great Of being cheated, as to cheat. Part ii. Canto iii. Line I. He made an instrument to know If the moon shine at full or no. Part ii. Canto iii. Line 26I. Each window like a pill'ry appears, With heads thrust thro' nailed by the ears. Part ii. Canto iii. Line 39r. To swallow gudgeons ere they're catched, And count their chickens ere they're hatched. Part ii. Canto iii. Line 923. There's but the twinkling of a star Between a man of peace and war. Part ii. Canto iii. Line 957. As quick as lightning in the breech, Just in the place where honour's lodged, 1 See Proverbs, p. 607. 2 Whatsoever a man soweth that shall he also reap. - Galatians, ch. vi. 7. Cf. Tusser, ante, p. 7. I0

Page  218 218 Butler. [Hudibras continued. As wise philosophers have judged; Because a kick in that place more Hurts honour, than deep wounds before. Part iiH. Canto iii. Line Io67. As men of inward light are wont To turn their optics in upon't. Part iii. Canto i. Line 48I. Still amorous, and fond, and billing, Like Philip and Mary on a shilling. Part iii. Canto i. Lize 687. What makes all doctrines plain and clear? About two hundred pounds a year. And that which was proved true before, Prove false again? Two hundred more. Part iii. Canto i. Line I277.'Cause grace and virtue are within Prohibited degrees of kin; And therefore no true saint allows They should be suffer'd to espouse. Part iii. Canto i. Line I293. Nick Machiavel had ne'er a trick, Though he gave his name to our old Nick. Part iii. Canto i. Line I313. With crosses, relics, crucifixes, Beads, pictures, rosaries, and pixes; The tools of working out Salvation By mere mechanic operation. Part iii. Canto i. Line I495. True as the dial to the sun, Although it be not shin'd upon. Part iii. Canto ii. Line I75.

Page  219 Marvell. 219 Hudibras continued.] For those that fly may fight again, Which he can never do that's slain.l Part iii. Canto iii. Line 243. He that complies against his will Is of his own opinion still. Part iii. Canto iii. Line 547. With books and money plac'd for show, Like nest-eggs to make clients lay, And for his false opinion pay. Part iii. Canto iii. Line 624. ANDREW MARVELL. 1620- 678. And all the way, to guide their chime, With falling oars they kept the time. Bermudas. In busy companies of men. The Garden. (Translated.) Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. Ibid. The world in all doth but two nations bear, The good, the bad, and these mixed everywhere. The Loyal Scot. The inglorious arts of peace. Upon Cromwell's return from Ireland. He nothing common did, or mean, Upon that memorable scene. Ibid. So much one man can do, That does both act and know. Ibid. 1 See page 586.

Page  220 220 Dryden. JOHN DRYDEN. I63I- I70I. ALEXANDER'S FEAST. None but the brave deserves the fair. Line I5. With ravish'd ears The monarch hears, Assumes the god, Affects to nod, And seems to shake the spheres. Linze 37. Bacchus, ever fair and young. Linze 54. Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Line 58. 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. Line 66. 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; On the bare earth expos'd he lies, With not a friend to close his eyes. zine 77. For pity melts the mind to love. Line 96. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble;

Page  221 Diyden. 221 Alexander's Feast continued.] Honour, but an empty bubble; Never ending, still beginning, Fighting still, and still destroying. If all the world be worth the winning, Think, O think it worth enjoying: Lovely Thais sits beside thee, Take the good the gods provide thee. Line 97. Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again. Line I20. And, like another Helen, fir'd another Troy. Line 154. Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire. Zizne I6o. He rais'd a mortal to the skies, She drew an angel down. Line I69. ABSALOM AND ACHITOPHEL. Whate'er he did was done with so much ease, In him alone't was natural to please. Part i. Line 27. A fiery soul, which, working out its way, Fretted the pygmy-body to decay, And o'er-inform'd the tenement of clay.' Part i. Line I56. Great wits are sure to madness near allied, And thin partitions do their bounds divide.' Part i. Line I63. 1 He was one of a lean body and visage, as if his eager soul, biting for anger at the clog of his body, desired to fret a passage through it. - Fuller, Holy and Profane State. Life of Duke d'Alva. 2 Cf. Pope, Essay on Alan, Ep. i, Line 226.

Page  222 222 Drycden. [Absalom and Achitophel continued. And all to leave what with his toil he won, To that unfeather'd two-legg'd thing, a son. Part i. Line I69. Resolv'd to ruin or to rule the state. Part i. Line I74. And heaven had wanted one immortal song. But wild ambition loves to slide, not stand, And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land.' Part i. Line I97. The people's prayer, the glad diviner's theme, The young men's vision, and the old men's dream!2 Part i. Line 238. Behold him setting in his western skies, The shadows lengthening as the vapours rise.3 Part i. Line 268. Than a successive title, long and dark, Drawn from the mouldy rolls of Noah's ark. Part i. Line 30I. Not only hating David, but the king. Part i. Line 512. Who think too little, and who talk too much. Part i. Line 534. I Greatnesse on goodnesse loves to slide, not stand, And leaves, for Fortune's ice, Vertue's ferme land. From Knolles's Histoiy (under a portrait of Mustapha I.). 2 Your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions. -J oel ii. 28. 3 Cf. Young, NV,-ht Thoughts, v. 66I.

Page  223 Dryden. 223 Absalom and Achitophel continued.] 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.l Part i. Line 545. So over-violent, or over-civil, That every man with him was God or Devil. Part i. Line 557. His tribe were God Almighty's gentlemen. Part i. Line 645. Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence. Part i. Line 868. Beware the fury of a patient man.2 Part i. Line Ioo5. Made still a blundering kind of melody; Spurr'd boldly on, and dash'd through thick and thin, Through sense and nonsense, never out nor in. Part ii. Line 4I3. For every inch that is not fool is rogue. Part ii. Line 463. 1 Grammaticus, rhetor, geometres, pictor, aliptes, Augur, schcenobates, medicus, magus, omnia novit. Juvenal, Sat. iii. Line 76. 2 Furor fit lasa saepius patientia. - Publius Syrus.

Page  224 224 Daryden. CYMON AND IPHIGENIA. He trudged along, unknowing what he sought, And whistled as he went, for want of thought. Line 84. The fool of nature stood with stupid eyes, And gaping mouth, that testified surprise. Line 107. She hugged the offender, and forgave the offence. Sex to the last.' Line 367. And raw in fields the rude militia swarms; Mouths without hands maintained at vast expense, In peace a charge, in war a weak defence; Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand. Line 400. Of seeming arms to make a short essay, Then hasten to be drunk, the business of the.day. Line 407. Better to hunt in fields for health unbought, Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught. The wise for cure on exercise depend; God never made his work for man to mend. Elistle xiii. Lize 92. And threatening France, plac'd like a painted Jove, Kept idle thunder in his lifted hand. Annus Airabilis. Stanzza 39. 1 Cf. Pope, Eloisa to Abelard, Line I92.

Page  225 gDryden. 225 Men met each other with erected look, The steps were higher that they took, Friends to congratulate their friends made haste; And long-inveterate foes saluted as they pass'd. Thirenodia Augustalis. Line I24. For truth has such a face and such a mien, As to be lov'd needs only to be seen.l The Hind and lsntzer. Line 33. And kind as kings upon their coronation day. Ibid. Line 27I. But Shadwell never deviates into sense. Mac Flecknhoe. Line 20. And torture one poor word ten thousand ways. Ibid. Line 208. Fool, not to know that love endures no tie, And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.2 Palanmon and Arcite. Book ii. Line 758. For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss. The Cock and Fox. Line 452. And that one hunting, which the Devil design'd For one fair female, lost him half the kind. Theordore and Honoria. Three Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn; 1 Cf. Pope, Essay on Man, Ep. ii. Line 217. 2 Perjuria ridet amantum Jupiter. Tibullus, Lib. iii. EL. 7, Line I7. This proverb Dryden repeats in Amphitryon, Act i. Sc. 2. ~IO* 0

Page  226 226 Drydean. The first in loftiness of thought surpass'd, The next in majesty, in both the last. The force of Nature could no further go; To make a third, she join'd the former two.' Under Mr. A/ilton's Picture. A very merry, dancing, drinking, Laughing, quaffing, and unthinking time. The Secular Masque. Line 40. Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace. Epistle to Congreve. Line I9. Be kind to my remains; and O defend, Against your judgment, your departed friend! Ibid. Line 72. Happy who in his verse can gently steer, From grave to light; from pleasant to severe.2 The Art of Poetry. Canto i. Line 75. Since heaven's eternal year is thine. Elegy on Mrs. Killegrew. Line i5. Her wit was more than man, her innocence a child.3 Ibid. Line 70. Above any Greek or Roman name.4 Upon the Death of Lord Hastings. Line 76. He was exhal'd; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew?. On the Death of a very Young Gentleman. 1 Graecia Meonidam, jactet sibi Roma Maronem, Anglia Miltonum jactat utrique parem. Selvaggi, Ad 7oannem Miltonum. 2 Cf. Pope, Essay on Man, Ep. iv. Line 379. 3- Cf. Pope, Epitaph on Gay. 4 Cf. Pope, Satires and Epistles, Book ii. Ep. I, Line 26. 5 Cf. Young, Night Thaoughts, v. Line 600.

Page  227 Dryden. 227 From harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began From harmony to harmony Through all the compass of the notes it ran, The diapason closing full in Man. A Songfor St. Cecilia's Day. Line I. Happy the man, and happy he alone, He who can call to-day his own: He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow, do thy worst, for I have liv'd to-day. Imitation of Horace. Book i. Ode 29. Line 65. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour. Ibid. Line 7I. I can enjoy her while she's kind; But when she dances in the wind, And shakes the wings, and will not stay, I puff the prostitute away. Ibid. Line 8I. And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm. Ibid. Line 87. Arms and the man I sing, who, forced by fate And haughty Juno's unrelenting hate. Virgil. Aneid, I. Ill habits gather by unseen degrees, As brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas. Ovid. MIetamorpzhoses. Book xv. Line I55. She knows her man, and when you rant and swear, Can draw you to her with a single hair.' Persius. Satire v. Line 246. 1 Cf. Pope, The Rape of the Lock, Canto ii. Line 27.

Page  228 228 Dryden. Look round the habitable world, how few Know their own good, or, knowing it, pursue! 7zuvenal. Satire x. Thespis, the first professor of our art, At country wakes sung ballads from a cart. Prologue to Lee's Soplhonisba. Errors like straws upon the surface flow; He who would search for pearls must dive below. Allfor Love. Prologue. Men are but children of a larger growth. Ibid. Act iv. Sc. i. Your ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me. The Maiden Queen. Act i. Sc. 2. But Shakespeare's magic could not copied be; Within that circle none durst walk but he. The Tempest. Prologuze. I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran. The Conquest of Granada. Part i. Act i. Sc. i. Forgiveness to the injured does belong; But they ne'er pardon who have done the wrong.' Ibid. Part ii. Act i. Sc. 2. What precious drops are those, Which silently each other's track pursue, Bright as young diamonds in their infant dew? Ibid. Part ii. Act iii. Sc. I. 1 Quos laeserunt et oderunt.- Seneca, De Ira, Lib. ii. cap. xxxiii. Proprium humani ingenii est odisse quem lkeseris. - Tacitus, Agricola, 42, 4. The offender never pardons. - Herbert, z7acula Prudentum.

Page  229 Dryden. 229 When I consider life,'t is all a cheat. Yetj fooled with hope, men favour the deceit; Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay: To-morrow's falser than the former day-; Lies worse; and while it' says, " We shall be blest With some new joys," cuts off what we possest. Strange cozenage! none would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And from the dregs of life think to receive What the first sprightly running could not give. Aureng-zebe. Act iv. Sc. I. All delays are dangerous in war.1 Tyrannic Love. Act i. Sc. I. Pains of love be sweeter far Than all other pleasures are. Ibid. Act iv. Sc. I. His hair just grizzled As in a green old age. Edi.pus. Act iii. Sc. I. Of no distemper, of no blast he died, But fell like autumn fruit that mellowed long; Even wondered at, because he dropt no sooner. Fate seemed to wind him up for fourscore years; Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more: Till, like a clock worn out with eating time, The wheels of weary life at last stood still. Ibid. Act iv. Sc. I. 1 Delays have dangerous ends. -Shakespeare, King Henry VI. Part i. Act iii. Sc. 2.

Page  230 230 Harvey. [Dryden continued. She, though in full-blown flower of glorious beauty, Grows cold, even in the summer of her age. (Edi5Zus. Act iv. Sc. I. There is a pleasure sure In being mad which none but madmen know.' The Spanish Friar. Act ii. Sc. I. This is the porcelain clay of humankind.2 Don Sebastian. Act i. Sc. I. I have a soul that, like an ample shield,Can take in all, and verge enough for more.' Ibid. Act i. Sc. I. A knock-down argumentf: t'is but a word and a blow. Amphitryon. Act i. Sc. I. The true Amphitryon. lba'd. Act iv. Sc. r. The spectacles of books. Essay on Dramatic Poetry. STEPHEN HARVEY. And there's a lust in man no charm can tame Of loudly publishing our neighbour's shame; On eagles' wings immortal scandals fly, While virtuous actions are but born and die. 7uvenal. Satire ix.4 Cf. Cowper, p. 36I. 2 Cf. Byron, Don 7euan, Canto iv. St. i I. 3 Cf. Gray, p. 33I. 4 From Anderson's British Poets, Vol. xii. p. 697.

Page  231 Bunyan. - Baxter. 231 JOHN BUNYAN. I628- I688. And so I penned It down, until at last it came to be, For length and breadth, the bigness which you see. Apology for His Book. Some said, "John, print it," others said, "Not so," Some said, "It might do good," others said, " No." Ibid. The name of the slough was Despond. Pilgrim.'s Progress. Part i. It beareth the name of Vanity Fair, because the town where't is kept is lighter than vanity. Ibid. Part I. Some things are of that nature as to make One's fancy chuckle, while his heart doth ache. The Author's Way of sending forth his Second Part of the Pilgrsim. He that is down needs fear no fall.l Ibid. Part ii. RICHARD BAXTER. I6I5- I691. I preached as never sure to preach again, And as a dying man to dying men. Love breathing Thanks and Praise. 1 He that is down can fall no lower. - Butler, H1-udibras, Part i. Canto iii. Line 877.

Page  232 232 L'Estrange. - Tillotson. EARL OF ROSCOMMON. I633- I684. Remember Milo's end, Wedged in that timber which he strove to rend. Essay on Translated Verse. Line 87. Choose an author as you choose a friend. Ibid. Line 96. Immodest words admit of no defence, For want of decency is want of sense. Ibid. Line II3. The multitude is always in the wrong. Ibid. Line I84. My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me at my end. Translation of Dies Irae. ROGER L'ESTRANGE. I66- I740. Though this may be play to you,'T is death to us. Fables from Several Authors. Fable 398. JOHN TILLOTSON. I630- I694. If God were not a necessary Being of himself, he might almost seem to be made for the use and benefit of men.' Sermon 93, 1712. 1 Si Dieu n'existait pas, il faudroit l'inventer. - Voltaire, A l'Auteur da livre des trois imposteurs, Epit. cxi.

Page  233 Henry. - Powell. - Rumbold. 233 MATTHEW HENRY. i662 - 1714. To their own second and sober thoughts.l Exposition, yob vi. 29. (London, I7IO.) SIR JOHN POWELL. - 713-. Let us consider the reason of the case. For nothing is law that is not reason.2 Coggs vs.-Bernard, 2 Ld. Raym. 9I I. RICHARD RUMBOLD. i- 685. I never could believe that Providence had sent a few men into the world, ready booted and spurred to ride, and millions ready saddled and bridled to be ridden. When on the Scaffold (1685). Macaulay, Hist. of England. I consider biennial elections as a security that the sober, second thought of the people shall be law. - Fisher Ames, Speedh on Biennial Elections, I788. 2 Reason is the life of the law; nay, the common law itself is nothing else but reason.... The law, which is perfection of reason. - Coke, Znslitute, Book i. Fol. 976.

Page  234 234 Rochester. - Sedley. EARL OF ROCHESTER. I647 - I68o. Angels listen when she speaks: She's my delight, all mankind's wonder; But my jealous heart would break, Should we live one day asunder. Song. Here lies our sovereign lord the king, Whose word no man relies on; He never says a foolish thing, Nor ever does a wise one. Written on the Bedch/amber Door of Charles II. And ever since the conquest have been fools. Artemisia in the Town to Chloe in the Counti;y. For pointed satire I would Buckhurst choose, The best good man with the worst-natured muse. An Allusion lo Satire x. Horace. Book i. A merry monarch, scandalous and poor. On the King. SIR CHARLES SEDLEY. I639- 70I. When change itself can give nd more,'T is easy to be true. Reasons for Constancy.

Page  235 Sheffeld. - Aldrich. 235 SHEFFIELD, DUKE OF BUCKINGHAMSHIRE. I649- I720. Of all those arts in which the wise excel, Nature's chief masterpiece is writing well. Essay on Poetry. There's no such thing in nature, and you'11 draw A faultless monster which the world ne'er saw. Ibid. Read Homer.once, and you can read no more, For all books else appear so mean, so poor; Verse will seem prose; but still persist to read, And Homer will be all the books you need. Ibid. HENRY ALDRICH. I647- I7I0. If on my theme I rightly think, There are five reasons why men drink: Good wine, a friend, because I'm dry, Or least I should be by and by, Or any other reason why.' Biog. Britannica. Vol. i. 2p. I3I. 1 These lines are a translation of a Latin epigram (erroneously ascribed to Aldrich in the Biog. Brit.) which Menage and De la Monnoye attribute to Pere Sirmond. Si bene commemini, causae sunt quinque bibendi; Hospitis adventus; praesens sitis atque futura; Et vini bonitas, et quaelibet altera causa. AMenagiana, Vol. i. P. 172.

Page  236 236 Otway. - Fletcher of Saltoaun. THOMAS OTWAY. I651-1 685. O 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. Venice Preserved. Act i. Sc. i. Dear as the vital warmth that feeds my life; Dear as these eyes, that weep in fondness o'er thee.' Ibid. Act v. Sc. I. W',hat mighty ills have not been done by woman? Who was't betray'd the Capitol? A woman! Who lost Mark Antony the world? A woman! Who was the cause of a long ten years' war, And laid at last old Troy in ashes? Woman! Destructive, damnable, deceitful woman! The Orphan. Act iii. Sc. I. ANDREW FLETCHER OF SALTOUN. I653-17I6. I knew a very wise man that believed that, if a man were permitted to make all the ballads, he need not care who should make the laws of a nation. Letter to the Marquis of Montrose, the Earl of Rothes, etc. 1 Cf. Gray, The Bard, Part i. St. 3.

Page  237 Newton.- Lee. 237 ISAAC NEWTON. 642 - I727. I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble, or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.' Brewster's AMemoirs of NVewton. Vol. ii. Ch. 27. NATHANIEL LEE. I655 - I692. Then he will talk - good gods! how he will talk! 2 Alexander the Great. Act i. Sc. 3. When Greeks joined Greeks, then was the tug of war. Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 2.'T is beauty calls, and glory shows the way.3 Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 2. Man, false man, smiling, destructive man. Theodosius. Act iii. Sc. 2. Cf. Milton, Paradise Reg., Book iv. Linzes 327 - 330. 2 It would talk, Lord! how it talked! Beaumont and Fletcher, The Scornful Lady, Act v. Sc. I. 3' leads the way,' in the stage editions, which contain various interpolations, among them "See the conquering hero comes, Sound the trumpet, beat the drums."

Page  238 238 Norris. - Pope. - Southerne. JOHN NORRIS. I657-17I]I. How fading are the joys we dote upon! Like apparitions seen and gone; But those which soonest take their flight Are the most exquisite and strong; Like angels' visits, short and bright,' Mortality's too weak to bear them long. The Parting. DR. WALTER POPE. I630- 1714. May I govern my passion with absolute sway, And grow wiser and better as my strength wears away. The Old Man's Wish. THOMAS SOUTHERNE. I66o- I746. Pity's akin to love.2 Oroonoka. Act ii. Sc. I. 1 Cf. Campbell, p. 440. 2 Vio. I pity you. Oli. That's a degree to Love. Shakespeare, Tzwelfth Niht, Act iii. Sc. I. Of all the paths that lead to woman's love Pity's the straightest. Beaumont and Fletcher, Knzight of Malta, Acti. Sc. I.

Page  239 aDennis. - Pomfret. 239 JOHN DENNIS. i657- I734. A man who could make so vile a pun would not scruple to pick a pocket.l They will not let my play run; and yet they steal my thunder.2 JOHN POMFRET. I667- I703. We bear it calmly, though a ponderous woe, And still adore the hand that gives the blow.3 Verses to his Friend under Affliction. Heaven is not always angry when lhe strikes, But most chastises those whom most he likes. Ibid. 1 This on the authority of The Gentleman's Aliagazine, Vol. li. p. 324. 2 Our author, for the advantage of this play [Appius and Virginia], had invented a new species of thunder, which was approved of by the actors, and is the very sort that at present is used in the theatre. The tragedy, however, was coldly received notwithstanding such assistance, and was acted but a short time. Some nights after, Mr. Dennis being in the pit, at the representation of Macbeth, heard his own thunder made use of; upon which he rose in a violent passion, and exclaimed, with an oath, that it was his thunder. " See," said he, " how the rascals use me! They will not let my play run; and yet they steal my thunder." - Biog. Britannica, Vol. v.p. 103. 8 Bless the hand that gave the blow. Dryden, The Spanish Friar, Act ii. Sc. I.

Page  240 240 Defoe. - Bentley. - Brown. DANIEL DEFOE. 1663- 1731. Wherever God erects a house of prayer, The Devil always builds a chapel there; And't will be found, upon examination, The latter has the largest congregation. The True-Bornz Engliszhman. Part i. Line I. Great families of yesterday we show, And lords, whose parents were the Lord knows who. Ibid. Lin. ult. RICHARD BENTLEY. i662 - I742. It is a maxim with me that no man was ever written out of reputation but by himself. Monk's Life of Bentley. p. 90. TOM BROWN. 663- I704. I do not love thee, Doctor Fell, The reason why I cannot tell; But this alone I know full well, I do not love thee, Doctor Fell.2 1 See Proverbs, p. 612. 2 A slightly different version is found in Brown's Works collected and published after his death. Non amo te, Sabidi, nec possum dicere quare; Hoc tantum possum dicere, non arno te. Martial, Ep. I. xxxiii. Je ne vous aime pas, Hylas; Je n'en saurois dire la cause, Je sais seulement un chose; C'est que je ne vous aime pas. Bussy, Comte de Rabutin, Epistle 33, Book i.

Page  241 Prior. 24I MATTHEW PRIOR. I664- I72T. Be to her virtues very kind; Be to her faults a little blind. An English Padlock. Abra was ready ere I call'd her name; And, though I call'd another, Abra came. Solomon on the Vanity of the World. Book ii. Line 364. For hope is but the dream of those that wake.' Ibid. Book iii. Line Io2. Who breathes, must suffer, and who thinks, must mourn; And he alone is bless'd who ne'er was born. Ibid. Book iii. ZLiue 240. Now fitted the halter, now travers'd the cart, And often took leave; but was loth to depart. The Thief and the Cordelier. Till their own dreams at length deceive'em, And, oft repeating, they believe'em. Alma. Canto iii. Line I3. And thought the nation ne'er would thrive Till all the whores were burnt alive. PauZlo PuTrganti. 1 This thought is ascribed to Aristotle by Diogenes Laertius, Lib. v. ~ I8.'Epbor107ElSr TE oTv EXI7rIS;'Eypr1yoporoV, el7EEV, EVV3rVLov. Menage, in his Observations upon Laerti/us, says that Stobaeus (Serm. cix.) ascribes it to Pindar, whilst /Alian (Var. Hist. xiii. 29) refers it to Plato: "EXeyev 6 IIXarowv, rS EX,7rl[as Eypwyoporcov advOpc7rtv ovetpovS etyvat. II P

Page  242 242 Prior. Nobles and heralds, by your leave, Here lies what once was Matthew Prior; The son of Adam and of Eve: Can Bourbon or Nassau claim higher?' Elitagph on Himsedf' Odds life! must one swear to the truth of a song? A Better Answer. That, if weak women went astray, Their stars were more in fault than they. Hans Carvel. The end must justify the means. Ibid. That air and harmony of shape express, Fine by degrees, and beautifully less.2 Henry and Emma. Our hopes, like tow'ring falcons, aim At objects in an airy height; The little pleasure of the game Is from afar to view the flight.3 To the Hon. Charles Montagze. 1 The following epitaph was written long before the time of Prior: - Johnnie Carnegie lais heer. Descendit of Adam and Eve, Gif ony con gang hieher, Ise willing give him leve. 2 Cf. Pope,, Moral Essays, Epistle ii. Line 43. 3 But all the pleasure of the game Is afar off to view the flight. Variations in a copy printed I692.

Page  243 Carey. 243. Prior continued.] From ignorance our comfort flows. The only wretched are the wise.1 Ibid. They never taste who always drink; They always talk who never think. UPzon a Passage in the Scaligerana. HENRY CAREY. I663 -I743. God save our gracious king, Long live our noble king, God save the king. God save the A]Kin. Aldeborontiphoscophornio! Where left you Chrononhotonthologos? Chzronon. Act i. Sc. I. His cogitative faculties immers'd In cogibundity of cogitation. Ibid. Act i. Sc. r. Let the singing singers With vocal voices, most vociferous, In sweet vociferation, out-vociferize Ev'n sound itself. Ibid. Act i. Sc. I. To thee, and gentle Rigdom Funnidos, Our gratulations flow in streams unbounded. Ibid. Act i. Sc. 3. Go call a coach, and let a coach be called, And let the man who calleth be the caller; And in his calling let him nothing call, But Coach! Coach! Coach! O for a coach, ye gods! Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 4. Cf. Gray, Eton College, p. 329.

Page  244 244 Garth. [Carey continued. Genteel in personage, Conduct, and equipage; Noble by heritage, Generous and free. The Contrivances. Act.i. Sc. 2. What a monstrous tail our cat has got! The Dragon of WTantley. Act ii. Sc. I. Of all the girls that are so smart, There's none like pretty Sally.1 Sally in our Alley. Of all the days that's in the week I dearly love but one day, And that's the day that comes betwixt A Saturday and Monday. Ibid. SAMUEL GARTH. I670-17I9. To die is landing on some silent shore, Where billows never break, nor tempests roar; Ere well we feel the friendly stroke,'t is o'er. The Dispensary.2 Canto iii. Line 225. 1 Of all the girls that e'er was seen, There's none so fine as Nelly. Swift, Ballad on Miss NVelly Bennet. 2 Thou hast no faults, or I no faults can spy, Thou art all beauty, or all blindness I. Christopher Codrington, On Garth's Dispensary.

Page  245 Swift. 245 JONATHAN SWIFT. I667- I745. I've often wished that I had clear, For life, six hundred pounds a year, A handsome house to lodge a friend, A river at my garden's end. Imitation of Horace. Book ii. Sat. 6. So geographers, in Afric maps,l With savage pictures fill their gaps, And o'er unhabitable downs Place elephants for want of towns. Poetry, a Rhapsody. Where Young must torture his invention To flatter knaves, or lose his pension. Ibid. Hobbes clearly proves, that every creature Lives in a state of war by nature. Ibid. So, naturalists observe, a flea Has smaller fleas that on him prey; And these have smaller still to bite'em; And so proceed ad infinitum. Ibid. Libertas et natale solum; Fine words! I wonder where you stole'em. Verses occasioned by Whitshed's MIrotto on his Coach. 1 As geographers crowd into the edges of their maps parts of the world which they do not know about, adding notes in the margin to the effect that beyond this lies nothing but sandy deserts full of wild beasts and unapproachable bogs. - Plutarch, Theseus.

Page  246 246 Swift. A college joke to cure the dumps. Cassimus and Peter.'T is an old maxim in the schools, That flattery's the food of fools; Yet now and then your men of wit Will condescend to take a bit. Cadenus and Vanessa. The two noblest things, which are sweetness and light. Battle of thk Books. And he gave it for his opinion, that whoever could make two ears of corn, or two blades of grass, to grow upon a spot of ground where only one grew before, would deserve better of mankind, and do more essential service to his country, than the whole race of politicians put together. Gullzver's Travels. Part ii. Ch. vi. Voyage to Brobdingnag. He had been eight years upon a project for extracting sunbeams out of cucumbers, which were to be put in phials hermetically sealed, and let out to warm the air in raw inclement summers. Ibid. Part iii. Ch. v. Voyage to Laputa. Seamen have a custom, when they meet a whale, to fling him out an empty tub by way of amusement, to divert him from laying violent hands upon the ship.' Tale of a Tub, Preface. 1 In Sebastian Munster's Cosmography, there is a cut of a ship, to which a whale was coming too close for her safety, and of the sailors throwing a tub to the whale evidently to play with. This practice is also mentioned in an old prose translation of the Sip of Fools. - Sir James Mackintosh, Appendix to the Life of Sir Thomas More.

Page  247 Le Sage. 247 Swift continued.] Bread is the staff of life. 7ale of a Tub. The reason why so few marriages are happy is because young ladies spend their time in making nets, not in making cages. Thoug hts oen Variouzs Subjects. Censure is the tax a man pays to the public for being eminent. Zbid. A nice man is a man of nasty ideas. Ibid. Not die here in a rage like a poisoned rat in a hole. Letter to Bolingbroke, 2i1Aarch 2I, I729. I shall be like that tree, I shall die at the top. Scott's Life of Swift.' ALAIN RENE LE SAGE. 1668- 747. I wish you all sorts of prosperity with a little more taste. Gil Blas. Book vii. Ch. 4. 1 When the poem of "Cadenus and Vanessa," was the general topic of conversation some one said, " Surely that Vanessa must be an extraordinary woman, that could inspire the Dean to write so finely upon her." Mrs. Johnson smiled and answered, that "she thought that point not quite so clear, for it was well known the Dean could write finely upon a broomstick." - Johnson's L6fe of Swift.

Page  248 248 Cibber. COLLEY CIBBER. I67I- I757. So mourned the dame of Ephesus her love; And thus the soldier, armed with resolution, Told his soft tale, and was a thriving wooer. Ric/zhard IZI. Altered. Act ii. Sc. I. Now by St. Paul the work goes bravely on. Act iii. Sc. I. The aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome Outlives in fame the pious fool that raised it. Act iii. Sc. I. I've lately had two spiders Crawling upon my startled hopes. Now tho' thy friendly hand has brushed'em from mne, Yet still they crawl offensive to my eyes; I would have some kind friend to tread upon'em. Act iv. Sc. 3. Off with his head! so much for Buckingham! Act iv. Sc. 3. And the ripe harvest of the new-mown hay Gives it a sweet and wholesome odour. Act v. Sc. 3. With clink of hammers' closing rivets up. Act v. Sc. 3. 1 With busy hammers. - Shakespeare, Henry V., Act iv. Chorus.

Page  249 Centlivre. - Steele. 249 Cibber continued.] Perish that thought! No, never be it said That Fate itself could awe the soul of Richard. Hence, babbling dreams; you threaten here in vain; Conscience, avaunt, Richard's himself again! Hark! the shrill trumpet sounds, to horse, away, My soul's in arms, and eager for the fray. Act v. Sc. 3. A weak invention of the enemy.l Act v. Sc. 3. SUSANNAH CENTLIVRE. I667-1723. The real Simon Pure. A Bold Stroke for a Wife. Act v. Sc. I. SIR RICHARD STEELE. I67I- 1729. (Lady Elizabeth Hastings.) Though her mien carries much more invitation than command, to behold her is an immediate check to loose behavior; to love her was a liberal education.2 The Tatler. No. 49. 1 A thing devised by the enemy. - Shakespeare, Richard I., Act v. Sc. 3. 2 Leigh Hunt incorrectly ascribes this expression to Congreve. II *

Page  250 250 Addison. JOSEPH ADDISON. 1672 - T7I9. CAT O. The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers, And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, the important day, big with the fate Of Cato, and of Rome. Act i. Sc. I. Thy steady temper, Portius, Can look on guilt, rebellion, fraud, and Caesar, In the calm lights of mild philosophy. Act i. Sc. I.'T is not in mortals to command success, But we'11 do more, Sempronius; we'11 deserve it. Act i. Sc. 2. Blesses his stars and thinks it luxury. Act i. Sc. 4.'T is pride, rank pride, and haughtiness of soul; I think the Romans call it stoicism. Acti. Sc. 4. Were you with these, my prince, you'd soon forget The pale, unripened beauties of the north. Acti. Sc. 4. Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense. The virtuous Marcia towers above her sex. Act i. Sc. 4. My voice is still for war. Gods! can a Roman senate long debate Which of the two to choose, slavery or death? Act ii. Sc. I.

Page  251 Addison. 251 Cato continued.] A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty Is worth a whole eternity in bondage. Act ii. Sc. I. The woman that deliberates is lost. Act iv. Sc. I. When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station. Act iv. Sc. 4. It must be so - Plato, thou reasonest well i - Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into naught? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction?'T is the divinity that stirs within us;'T is heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man. Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought! Act v. Sc. I. I'm weary of conjectures, - this must end'em. Thus am I doubly armed: my death and life, lMy 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 amidst the war of elements, The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds. Act v. Sc. I.

Page  252 252 A ddison. [Cato continued. From hence, let fierce contending nations know What dire effects from civil discord flow. Act v. Sc. 4. Unbounded courage and compassion joined, Tempering each other in the victor's mind, Alternately proclaim him good and great, And make the hero and the man complete. The Campaign. Line 219. And, pleased the Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.' Ibid. Line 29I. And those that paint them truest praise them most.2 Ibid. Line ult. For wheresoe'er I turn my ravished eyes, Gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise, Poetic fields encompass me around. And still I seem to tread on classic ground.3 A Lelterfrom Italy. The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. Ode. Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, 1 This line is frequently ascribed to Pope, as it is found in the Dunciad, Book iii. Line 26I. 2 Cf. Pope, Eloisa to Abelard, Lin. ult. 3 Malone states that this was the first time the phrase " classic ground," since so common, was ever used.

Page  253 WaIpole. - Philips. 253 Addison continued.] And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. Ibid. For ever singing, as they shine, The hand that made us is divine. Ibid. SIR ROBERT WALPOLE. I674- I746. Flowery oratory he despised. He ascribed to the interested views of themselves or their relatives the declarations of pretended patriots, of whom he said, All those men have their price.1 From Coxe's Memoirs of Walpole. Vol. iv. p. 369. Anything but history, for history must be false. Walpoliana. NVo. I4I. The gratitude of place-expectants is a lively sense of future favours.2 AMBROSE PHILIPS. I671 - I749. Studious of ease and fond of humble things. From Holland to a Friend in England. 1 The political axiom, All mnen have their price, is commonly ascribed to Walpole.,2 Hazlitt, in his Wit and Humour, says, " This is Walpole's phrase."

Page  254 254 Watts. ISAAC WATTS. i674- 1748. DIVINE SONGS. Whene'er I take my walks abroad, How many poor I see! What shall I render to my God For all his gifts to me? Song iv. A flower, when offered in the bud, Is no vain sacrifice. Song xii. And he that does one fault at first, And lies to hide it, makes it two.' Song xv. Let dogs delight to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight, For't is their nature too. Song xvi. Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes. Ibid. How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day, From every opening flower! Song xx. For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do. Ibid. Dare to be true, nothing can need a lie; A fault which needs it most grows two thereby. Herbert, The Chzurch Porch.

Page  255 Watts. 255 To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, three in ofie; Be honour, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven. Glory to the Fanther and the Son. Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber! Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. A Cradle Hymn.'T is the voice of the sluggard; I heard him complain, "You have waked me too soon, I must slumber again." The Sluggard. Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound. A Funeral Thought. Strange! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long. Hymns and Spiritzal Songs. Book ii. Hymn I9. Were I so tall to reach the pole, Or grasp the ocean with my span, I must be measur'd by my soul: The mind's the standard of the man.' Hora Lyricea. Book ii. False Greatness. 1 I do not distinguish by the eye, but by the mind, which is the proper judge of the man. - Seneca, On a Happy LZfe, Ch. i. (L'Estrange's Abstract.)

Page  256 256 Congreve. WILLIAM CONGREVE. I670- I729. Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast, To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. The MouorninzS Bride. Act i. Sc. I. By magic numbers and persuasive sound. Ibid. Act i. Sc. I. Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned. ibid. Act iii. Sc. 8. For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, And though a late, a sure reward succeeds. Ibid. Act v. Sc. I2. If there's delight in love,'t is when I see That heart which others bleed for bleed for me. The WVay of thze World. Act iii. Sc. I2. Ferdinand Mendez Pinto was but a type of thee, thou liar of the first magnitude. Love for Love. Act ii. Sc. 5. Hannibal was a very pretty fellow in those days. The Old Bachelor. Act ii. Sc. 2. Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure; Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.l Ibid. Act v. Sc. I. Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, To-morrow's sun to thee may never rise.2 Letter to Cobhamn. 1 Cf. Shakespeare, Taming of the Shrew, Act ii. Sc. 2; Quarles, Enchiridion, Canto 4, xl. 2 Cf. Young, Night Th/oughts, i. Linze-. Oj

Page  257 Rowe. - Philips. - Berkeley. 257 NICHOLAS ROWE. I673-1I718. As if Misfortune made the throne her seat, And none could be unhappy but the great.l The Fair Penitent. Prologue. Is she not more than painting can express, Or youthful poets fancy when they love? Ibid. Act iii. Sc. I. Is this that haughty gallant, gay Lothario? Ibid. Act v. Sc. I. JOHN PHILIPS. 1676- 1708. My galligaskins, that have long withstood The winter's fury, and encroaching frosts, By time subdued, (what will not time subdue!) A horrid chasm disclosed. The Splendid Shilliin. Line I2I. BISHOP BERKELEY. I684- 1753. Westward the course of empire takes its way; The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day; Time's noblest offspring is the last. On the Prospect of Planting Arts and Learning in Almerica. 1 Cf. Young, The Love of Fame, Satire i. Line 238. 2 Westward the star of empire takes its way. Epigraph to Bancroft's History of the United States. Q

Page  258 258 Bolingbroke. - Farquzvar. HENRY ST. JOHN,. VISCOUNT BOLINGBROKE. i678-I75I. I have read somewhere or other, in Dionysius of Halicarnassus, I think, that History is Philosophy teaching by examples.l On the Study and Use of History. Letter 2. GEORGE FARQUHAR. I678-1707. Cos. Pray now, what may be that same bed of honour? Kite. Oh! a mighty large bed! bigger by half than the great bed at Ware: ten thousand people may lie in it together, and never feel one another. The Recruiting Officer. Act i. Sc. I. I believe they talked of me, for they laughed consumedly. The Beaux' Stratagem. Act iii. Sc. I.'T was for the good of my country that I should be abroad.2 Ibid. Act iii. Sc. 2. Necessity, the mother of invention. The TwinZ Rivals. Act i. 1 Dionysius of Halicarnassus, Ars Rhet. xi. 2 (P. 398, R.), says: - latLFla apa Ecrl-Tv I grevE$St r6)v Iov y' roTro Kal 0ovKv18&77 eIOLKe XEyELYv, 7rTpl 0-TroplaE Xeycov. Ort Kal lirTopla qLXoooqla eVrlv EK 7rapaSELyUdraTov, quoting Thucydides, I. 22. 2 Cf. Barrington, p. 39I.

Page  259 Parnell. - Brereton. 259 THOMAS PARNELL. I679- I177. Still an angel appear to each lover beside, But still be a woman to you. When thy beauty alpears. Remote from man, with God he passed the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise. The Hermzit. Line 5. We call it' only pretty Fanny's way. Az Elegy to an Old Beauty,. Let those love now who never lov'd before, Let those who always loved now love the more. Translation of the Pervigilium Veneris.1 JANE BRERETON. i685- 1740. The picture, placed the busts between, Adds. to the thought much strength; Wisdom and Wit are little seen, But Folly's at full length. On Beau Nash's Picture at fial length, between the Busts of Sir Isaac Newton and Mr. Pope.2 1 Written in the time of Julius Caesar, and by some ascribed to Catullus:Cras amet qui numquam amavit; Quique amavit, cras amet. 2 From Dyce's Specimens of British Poetesses. This epigram is generally ascribed to Chesterfield; see Campbell's Specimens, Note, p. 52 I.

Page  260 260 Hill. - Tuke. AARON HILL. I685- I750. First, then, 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 won't, since safe and sound your trust is, Fear is affront, and jealousy injustice.l Epilqogue to Zara. Tender-handed stroke a nettle, And it stings you for your pains; Grasp it like a man of mettle, And it soft as silk remains. Verses written on a Window in Scotland.'T is the same with common natures: Use'em kindly, they rebel; But be rough as nutmeg-graters, And the rogues obey you well. Ibid. SIR SAMUEL TUKE. - I673. He is a fool who thinks by force or skill To turn the current of a woman's will. Adventures of Five Hours. Act v. Sc. 3. 1 The following lines are copied from the pillar erected on the mount in the Dane John Field, Canterbury:Examiner, AMay 31, 1829. Where is the man who has the power and skill To stem the torrent of a wQoman's will? For if she will, she will, you may depend on't; And if she won't, she won't; so there's an end on't.

Page  261 Yolurzgf. 26 I EDWARD YOUNG. I684- I765. NIGHT THOUGHTS. Tired Nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep! Aight i. Line I. Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne, In rayless majesty, now stretches forth Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world. Nzght i. Zine I8. Creation sleeps!'T is as the gen'ral pulse Of life stood still, and nature made a pause; An awful pause! prophetic of her end. Night i. Line 23. The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. Night i. Line 55. Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour. Nzght i. Line 67. To waft a feather or to drown a fly. Nzoht i. Line 154. Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew thrice: and thrice my peace was slain; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn. lhght i. Line 2I2. Be wise to-day;'t is madness to defer.' Nisht i. Line 390. t Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, To-morrow's sun to thee may never rise. Congreve, Letter to Cobhanm.

Page  262 262 Young. [Night Thoughts continued. Procrastination is the thief of time. NSgzt i. Line 393. At thirty, man suspects himself a fool; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan. Nzg/2t i. Line 417. All men think all men mortal but themselves. Nig/zt i. Linze 424. He mourns the dead who lives as they desire. ANigzht ii. Line 24. And what its worth, ask death-beds; they can tell. Nzghl ii. Line 5. Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed: Who does the best his circumstance allows, Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more. Night ii. Line 90. "I've lost a day "-the prince who nobly cried, Had been an emperor without his crown. Nz'iht ii. Line 99. Ah! how unjust to nature, and himself, Is thoughtless, thankless, inconsistent man. 7ighht ii. Line I I2. The spirit walks of every day deceased. Niht ii. Line I8o. Time flies, death urges, knells call, heaven invites, Hell threatens. N.igAt ii. Line 292.'T is greatly wise to talk with our past hours, And ask them what report they bore to heaven. Niight ii. Line 376.

Page  263 Young. 263 Night Thoughts continued.] Thoughts shut up want air, And spoil, like bales unopen'd to the sun. Nlight ii. Line 466. How blessings brighten as they take their flight! Night ii. Line 602. The chamber where the good man meets his fate Is. privileged beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven. Night ii. Line 633. A death-bed's a detector of the heart. Jight ii. Line 64r. Woes cluster; rare are solitary woes; They love a train, they tread each other's heel.' ~iigVht iii. Line 63.. Beautiful as sweet! And young as beautiful! and soft as young! And gay as soft! and innocent as gay! Night iii. Line 8I. Lovely in death the beauteous ruin lay; And if in death still lovely, lovelier there; Far lovelier! pity swells the tide of love. NI-ght iii. Line 104. Heaven's Sovereign saves all beings but himself That hideous sight, a naked human heart. Nizgght iii. Line 226. 1 One woe doth tread upon another's heel, - So fast they follow. Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act iv. Sc. 7. Thus woe succeeds a woe, as wave a wave. Herrick, Hesperides, Sorrows Succeed.

Page  264 2-64 Young. [Night Thoughts continued. The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave, The deep damp vault, the darkness, and the worm. Nighvzt iv. Line io. Man makes a death which nature never made. gNihzt iv. Line I5. Wishing, of all employments, is the worst. Night iv. Line 71. Man wants but little, nor that little long.l Nlighst iv. Line I I8. A God all mercy is a God unjust. Night iv. Line 233.'T is impious in a good man to be sad. NztVht iv. Line 676. A Christian is the highest style of man.2 Night iv. Line 788. Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die. Nzigzt iv. Line 843. By night an atheist half believes a God. Night v. Line 177. Early, bright, transient, chaste, as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhal'd, and went to heaven.3 NZght v. Line 600. 1 Cf. Goldsmith, p. 348. 2 A Christian is God Almighty's gentleman. Hare, Guesses at Truth. His tribe were God Almighty's gentlemen. Dryden, Absalom and Achitophel, Pt. i. L. 645. 3 He was exhal'd; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew. Dryden, On the Death of a very Young Gentleman.

Page  265 Young. 265 Night Thoughts continued.] We see time's furrows on another's brow, And death intrench'd, preparing his assault; How few themselves in that just mirror see! Night v. Line 627. Like our shadows, Our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.' iNzzht v. Line 661. While man is growing, life is in decrease; And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb. Our birth is nothing but our death begun.2 Nighzt v. Line 717. That life is long which answers life's great end. Nzight v. Line 773. The man of wisdom is the man of years. Night v. Line 775. Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow. 5igfht v. Lize o I I. Pygmies are pygmies still, though perched on Alps; And pyramids are pyramids in vales. Each man makes his own stature, builds himself: Virtue alone outbuilds the Pyramids; Her monuments shall last when Egypt's fall. NzSight vi. Line 309. And all may do what has by man been done. NiAht vi. LiZe 606. 1 Behold him setting in his western skies, The shadows lengthening as the vapours rise. Dryden, Absalom and Achitoophel, Line 268. 2 Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave. - Bishop Hall, Epistles, Dec. iii. Epist. ii. 12

Page  266 266 Younzg. [Night Thoughts continued. The man that blushes is not quite a brute. Night vii. Line 496. Prayer ardent opens heaven. Night viii. Line 72I. A man of pleasure is a man of pains. Night viii. Line 793. To frown at pleasure, and to smile in pain. Nigght viii. Line I045. Final Ruin fiercely drives Her ploughshare o'er creation.' NilzZt ix. Line I67.'T is elder Scripture, writ by God's own hand: Scripture authentic! uncorrupt by man. Night ix. Line 644. An undevout astronomer is mad. ANihit ix. Line 77 I. The course of nature is the art of God.2 Aikht ix. Line 1267. LOVE OF FAME. The love of praise, howe'er concealed by art, Reigns more or less, and glows in ev'ry heart. Satire i. Line 5I. Some, for renown, on scraps of learning dote, And think they grow immortal as they quote. Satire i. Line 89. 1 Cf. Burns, p. 386. 2 In brief, all things are artificial; for Nature is the art of God. - Sir Thomas Browne, Relig. Med., Pt. i. Sect. xvi.

Page  267 Young. 267 Love of Fame continued.] None think the great unhappy, but the great.' Satire i. Line 238. Where nature's end of language is declined, And men talk only to conceal the mind.2 Satire ii. Line 207. Be wise with speed; A fool at forty is a fool indeed. Satire ii. Line 282. Think naught a trifle, though it small appear; Small sands the mountain, moments make the year, And trifles life. Satire vi. Line 208. 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. Satire vii. Line 55. How commentators each dark passage shun, And hold their farthing candle to the sun.3 Satire vii. Line 97. 1 As if Misfortune made the throne her seat, And none could be unhappy but the great. Rowe, - The Fair Penitent, Prologzte. 2 The germ of this thought is found in Jeremy Taylor: Lloyd, South, Butler, Young, and Goldsmith have repeated it after him; see p. 594. 3 But to enlarge or illustrate this power and effects of love is to set a candle in the sun. - Burton, Alnatomy of Meianclholy, Pt. iii. Sect. 2. Meem. I. Subs. 2. I forbear to light a candle to the sun. - Selden, Preface to Ma/re Clauszm, ed. I635. To match the candle with the sun. - Surrey, A Praise of fHis Love.

Page  268 268 Booth. [Young continued. Their feet through faithless leather met the dirt, And oftener changed their principles than shirt. Epistle to Mr. Pope. Line 277. Accept a miracle, instead of wit, - See two dull lines with Stanhope's pencil writ. Lines Written with the Diamond Pencil of Lord Chesterfield.1 Time elaborately thrown away. The Last Day. Book i. There buds the promise of celestial worth. Ibid. Book iii. In records that defy the tooth of time. The Statesman's Creed. Great let me call him, for he conquered me. The Revenge. Act i. Sc. I. The blood will follow where the knife is driven, The flesh will quiver where the pincers tear. Ibid. Act v. Sc. I. Souls made of fire, and children of the sun, With whom revenge is virtue. Ibid. Act v. Sc. 2. BARTON BOOTH. i68i1-733. True as the needle to the pole, Or as the dial to the sun.2 Song. 1 From Mitford's Life of Yozung. See also Spence's Anecdotes, p. 378. 2 True as the dial to the sun, Although it be not shin'd upon. Butler, Hudibras, Pt. iii. C. 2, L. I75.

Page  269 Pope. 269 ALEXANDER POPE. i688- I744. 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. Epistle i. Line I. Together let us beat this ample field, Try what the open, what the covert yield. Epistle i. Line 9. Eye Nature's 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.l Epistle i. Line I3. Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate. Epistle i. Line 77. Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood. Epistle i. Line 83. Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurled, Aud now a bubble burst, and now a world. Epistle i. Line 87. 1 And justify the ways of God to men. Milton, Paradise Lost, Book. i. Line 26.

Page  270 270 Pope. [Essay on Man continued. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest. The soul, uneasy, and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come. Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind. Epistle i. Line 95. Far as the solar walk or milky way. Epistle i. Line 102. But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company. Epistle i. Line I I I. In pride, in reasoning pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the blessed abodes, Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Epistle i. Line I23. Die of a rose in aromatic pain. Epistle i. Line 200. The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.' Epistle i. Line 217. 1 Much like a subtle spider which doth sit, In middle of her web, which spreadeth wide; If aught do touch the. utmost thread of it, She feels it instantly on every side. Sir John Davies (i570- I626), The Immnortality of the Soul. Our souls sit close and silently within, And their own web from their own entrails spin; And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such, That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch. Dryden, Mariage a la Maode, Act ii. Sc. I.

Page  271 Pope. 271 Essay on Man continued.] What thin partitions sense from thought divide.' Epistle i. Line 226. All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul. Epistle i. Line 267. Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees. Epistle i. Line 272. As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph. thiat adores and burns: To Him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all! Epistle i. Line 277. All nature is but art, unknown to thee.; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good; And spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.2 Epistle i. Linze 289. 1 Great wits are sure to madness near allied, And thin partitions do their bounds divide. Dryden, Ante, p. 221. "Nullum magnum ingenium sine mixtura dementia fuit." Seneca, De Tracnqztillitate Animi, xvii. Io, quotes this from Aristotle, who gives as one of his Problemata (xxx. I), AtL r; 1Tve 0O' t 7rEptTrrol yEy7OvatWLV vpev 7) Kara +LoXoaoolav' 7rOXLTLKs)v ri 7rosTrL'v 7 TEXvaCL (avov7at /IEXaayXoMXKo ovTES. 2 Whatever is, is in its causes just. Dryden, CEdiZpzms, Act iii. Sc. I.

Page  272 272 Pope. [Essay on Man continued. Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man.' Epistle ii. Line I. Chaos of thought and passion, all confus'd; Still by himself abused or disabused; Created half to rise, and half to fall; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd; The glory, jest, and riddle of the world!2 Epistle ii. Line 13. Fix'd like a plant on his peculiar spot, To draw nutrition, propagate, and rot. Epistle ii. Line 63. On life's vast ocean diversely we sail, Reason the card, but passion is the gale. E2pistle ii. Line 107. And hence one master-passion in the breast, Like Aaron's serpent, swallows up the rest. Epistle ii. Lize 3 I. The young disease, that must subdue at length, Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength. Epistle ii. Line I35. 1 La vraye science et le vray etude de l'homme c'est l'homme. - Charron, De la Sagesse, Lib. i. Chz. i. 2 Quelle chimere est-ce donc que l'homme! quelle nouveaute, quel chaos, quel sujet de contradiction! Juge de toutes choses, imbecile ver. de terre, depositaire du vrai, amas d'incertitude, gloire et rebut de l'univers. - Pascal, Systimes des Philosophes, xxv.

Page  273 Pope. 273 Essay on Man continued.] Vice is a monster of so frightful mien,l As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace. Epistle ii. Line 217. Virtuous and vicious every man must be, Few in th' extreme, but all in the degree. Epistle ii. Line 23I. Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law, Pleas'd with a rattle, tickled with a straw: Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite; Scarfs, garters, gold, amuse his riper stage, And beads and prayer-books are the toys of age, Pleas'd with this bauble still, as that before, Till tir'd he sleeps, and life's poor play is o'er. Epistle ii. Line 275. Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale. Epistle iii. Line I77. Th' enormous faith of many made for one. Ejistle iii. Line 242. 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.2 Epistle iii. Line 303. 1 For truth has such a face and such a mien, As to be lov'd needs only to be seen. Dryden, The Hind and Panther, Line 33. 2 His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I'm sure, was in the right. Cowley, On the Death of Crashzaw. 12* R

Page  274 274 Pope. [Essay on Man continued. In Faith and Hope the world will disagree, But all mankind's concern is charity. Epistle iii. Line 307. O happiness! our being's end and aim! Good, pleasure, ease, content! whate'er thy name: That something' still which prompts th' eternal sigh, For which we bear to live, or.dare to die. Epist fIv. Line I. Order is Heaven's first law. Epistle iv. Line 49. Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words - health, peace, and competence. Epistle iv. Line 79. The soul's calm sunshine and the heartfelt joy. Epistle iv. Line I68. Honour and shame from no condition rise; Act well your part, there all the honour lies. Epistle iv. Line I93. Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow; The rest is all but leather or prunello. Epistle iv. Line 203. What can ennoble sots, or slaves, or cowards? Alas! not all the blood of all the Howards. Epistle iv. Line 215. A wit's a feather, and a chief a rod; An honest man's the noblest work of God.l Epistle iv. Line 247. Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart: One self-approving hour whole years outweighs 1 Man is his own star, and that soul that can Be honest is the only perfect man. Fletcher, Upon an Honest Man's Fo;rtune.

Page  275 Pope. 275 Essay on Man continued.] Of stupid starers and of loud huzzas: And more true joy Marcellus exiled feels Than Casar with a senate at his heels. Epistle iv. Line 254. 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!2 Epistle iv. Line 281. Know then this truth (enough for man to know), "Virtue alone is happiness below." Epistle iv. Line 309. Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, But looks through nature up to nature's God.3 Epistle iv. Line 33 I. Form'd by thy converse, happily to steer From grave to gay, from lively to severe.4 Epistle iv. Line 379. 1 Charm'd with the foolish whistling of a name. Cowley, Trans. Georgics, Book ii. Line 458. 2 May see thee now, though late, redeem thy name, And glorify what else is damn'd to fame. Savage, Character of Foster. 3 You will find that it is the modest, not the presumptuous inquirer, who makes a real and safe progress in the discovery df divine'truths. One follows nature and nature's God - that is, he follows God in his works and in his word. -.Bolingbroke, A Letter to AMr. Pope. 4 Happy who in his verse can gently steer, From grave to light: from pleasant to severe. Dryden, The Art of Poetry, C. i. Line 75. Heureux qui, dans ses vers, sait d'une voix legere Passer du grave au doux, du plaisant au severe. Boileau, L'Art Poetique, Chant Ier.

Page  276 276 Pope. [Essay on Man -continued. Say, shall my little bark attendant sail, Pursue the triumph, and partake the gale? Epistle iv. Line 385. Thou wert my guide, philosopher, and friend. Epistle iv. Line 390. That virtue only makes our bliss below, And all our knowledge is, ourselves to know. Epistle iv. Line 397. MORAL ESSAYS. To observations which ourselves we make, We grow more partial for the observer's sake. Epistle i. Line I I. Like following life through creatures you dissect, You lose it in the moment you detect. Epistle i. Line 29. Half our knowledge we must snatch, not take. Epistle i. Line 40.'T is from high life high characters are drawn; A saint in crape is twice a saint in lawn. ERpistle i. Line I35.'T is education forms the common minid: Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined. Epistle i. Line I49. Manners with fortunes, humourS turn with climes, Tenets with books, and principles with times.' Epistle i. Line 172. 1 Tempora mutantur nos et mutamur in illis. Borbonius.

Page  277 Pope. 277 Moral Essays continued.]' Odious,! in woollen!'t would a saint provoke, Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke. Epistle i. Line 246. And you, brave Cobham! to the latest breath Shall feel your ruling passion strong in death. Epistle i. Line 262. Whether the charmer sinner it, or saint it, If folly grow romantic, I must paint it. Epistle ii. Line 15. Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute. Epistle ii. Line I9. Fine by defect, and delicately weak.l Epistle ii. Line 43. With too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought. Epistle ii. Line 97. To heirs unknown descends th' unguarded store, Or wanders, heaven-directed, to the poor. Epistle ii. Line I49. Virtue she finds too painful an endeavour, Content to dwell in decencies forever. Epistle ii. Line I63. Men, some to business, some to pleasure take; But every woman is at heart a rake. Epistle ii. Line 215. Fine by degrees, and beautifully less. Prior, Henry and Emma.

Page  278 278 Pope. [Moral Essays continued. See how the world its veterans rewards! A youth of frolics, an old age of cards. Epistle ii. Line 243. Oh! bless'd with temper whose unclouded ray Can make to-morrow cheerful as to-day. Epistle ii. Line 257. She who ne'er answers till a husband cools, Or, if she rules him, never shows she rules. Epistle ii. Line 26I. And mistress of herself, though china fall. Epistle ii. Line 268. Woman's at best a contradiction still. Epistle ii. Line 270. Who shall decide, when doctors disagree, And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me? Epistle iii. Line I. Blest paper-credit.! last and best supply! That lends corruption lighter wings to fly. Epistle iii. Line 39. But thousands die without or this or that, Die, and endow a college or a cat. Epistle iii. Line 95. The ruling passion, be it what it will, The ruling passion conquers reason still. Epistle iii. Line I53. Extremes in nature equal good produce; Extremes in man concur to general use.: Epistle iii. Line I6i.

Page  279 Pope. 279 Moral Essays continued.] Rise, honest muse! and sing The Man of Ross. Epistle iii. Line 250. Ye little stars! hide your diminish'd rays.l Epistle iii. Line 282. Who builds a church to God, and not to fame, Will never mark the marble with his name. Epistle iii. Linie 285. Where London's column, pointing at the skies, Like a tall bully, lifts the head and lies. Epistle iii. Line 339. Good sense, which only is the gift of Heaven, And though no science, fairly worth the seven. Epistle iv. Line 43. To rest, the cushion and soft dean invite, Who never mentions hell to ears polite.2 Epistle iv. Line I49. Statesman, yet friend to truth! of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear; Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend. Epistle v. Line 67. 1 At whose sight all the stars Hide their diminished heads. Milton, Par. Lost, Book iv. Line 34. 2 In the reign of Charles II. a certain worthy divine at Whitehall thus addressed himself to the auditory at the conclusion of his sermon:-" In short, if you don't live up to the precepts of the Gospel, but abandon yourselves to your irregular appetites, you must expect to receive your reward in a certain place which't is not good manners to mention here." - Tom Brown, Laconics.

Page  280 280 Pope. AN ESSAY ON CRITICISM.'T is with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.' Part i. Line 9. One science only will one genius fit; So vast is art, so narrow human wit. Part i. Line 60. From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art. Part i. Line I54. Pride, the never-failing vice of fools. Part ii. Line 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.2 Part ii. Line 5. Hills peep o'er hills, and Alps on Alps arise! Part ii. Line 32. 1 But as when an authentic watch is shown, Each man winds up and rectifies his own, So in our very judgments, &c. Suckling, Elpilzoge to Aglaura. 2 A little philosophy inclineth man's mind to atheism, but depth in philosophy bringeth men's minds about to religion.- Bacon, Essacys, Of Atheismz. A little skill ini antiquity inclines a man to Popery; but depth in that study brings him about again to our religion. -Fuller, Holy State, The True Church Antiiquay.

Page  281 Pope. 281 Essay on Criticism continued.] Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be.' Part ii. Line 53. True wit is nature to advantage dress'd, What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd. Part ii. Line 97. Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found. Part ii. Line og9. Such labour'd nothings, in so strange a style, Amaze th' unlearn'd, and make the learned smile. Part ii. Line 126. In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold, Alike fantastic if too new or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside. Part ii. Line I33. Some to church repair, Not for the doctrine, but the music there. Part ii. Line I42. These equal syllables alone require, Though oft the ear the open vowels tire, While expletives their feeble aid do join, And ten low words oft creep in one dull line. Part ii. Line I44. 1 High characters," cries one, and he would see Things that ne'er were, nor are, nor e'er will be. Suckling, Epilogue to The Goblin. There's no such thing in nature, and you'11 draw A faultless monster, which the world ne'er saw. Sheffield, Essay on Poetry.

Page  282 282 Pope. [Essay on Criticism continued. A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.' Part ii. Line 158. True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.'T is not enough no harshness gives offence; The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main. Part ii. Line i62. For fools admire, but men of sense approve. Part ii. Liyze I91. But let a lord once own the happy lines, How the wit brightens! how the style refines! Part ii. Line 220. Envy will merit as its shade pursue, But, like a shadow, proves the substance true. Part ii. Line 266. 1 Solvuntur, tardosque trahit sinus ultimus orbes. Virgil, Georgics, Lib. iii. 424.

Page  283 Pope. 283 Essay on Criticism continued;] To err is human, to forgive divine. Part ii. Linze 325. All seems infected that th' infected spy, As all looks yellow to the jaundic'd eye. Part ii. Line 358. And make each day a critic on the last. Part iii. Line 12. Men must be taught as if you taught them not, And things unknown propos'd as things forgot. Part iii. Line 15. The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head. Part iii. zilie 53. Most authors steal their works, or buy; Garth did not write his own Dispensary. Part iii. Lize 59. For fools rush in where angels fear to tread.' Part iii. Line 66. Led by the light of the Maeonian star. Part iii. Line 89. Content if hence th' unlearn'd their wants may view, The learn'd reflect on what before they knew.2. Part iii. Line I8o. 1 That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch. Shakespeare, Richard III., Act i. Sc. 3. 2 " Indocti discant et ament meminisse periti." This Latin hexameter, which is commonly ascribed to Horace, appeared for the first time as an epigraph to President Henault's Abrcto Chzronzoloique, and in the preface to the third edition of this work, Henault acknowledges that he had given it as a translation of this couplet.

Page  284 284 Pope. THE RAPE OF THE LOCK. What dire offence from amorous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things. Canto i. Line I. And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. Canto i. Line I34. On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore, Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore. Canto ii. Line 7. If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'11 forget them all. Canto ii. Line I7. Fair tresses man's imperial race insnare, And beauty draws us with a single hair.1 Canto ii. Line 27. Here thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take-and sometimes tea. Canto iii. Line 7. At every word a reputation dies. Canto iii. Line I6. The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, And wretches hang, that jurymen may dine. Canto iii. Line 2I. Coffee, which makes the politician wise, And see through all things with his half-shut eyes. Canto iii. Line II7. 1 She knows her man, and, when you rant and swear, Can draw you to her with a single hair. Dryden, Persiuzs, Satire i.

Page  285 Pope. 285 Rape of the Lock continued.] The meeting points the sacred hair dissever From the fair head, for ever, and for ever! Canto iii. Line I53. Sir Plume, of amber snuff-box justly vain, And the nice conduct of a clouded cane. Canto iv. Lize 123. Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul. Canto v. Line 34. EPISTLE TO DR. ARBUTHNOT. PROLOGUE TO THE SATIRES. Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. Line I. Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. Line 5. E'en Sunday shines no sabbath day to me. Line I2. Is there a parson much bemnus'd in beer, A maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, A clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who pens a stanza when he should engross? Linze 15. Friend to my life, which did not you prolong, The world had Wanted many an idle song. Linze 27.

Page  286 286 Pope. [Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot continued. Oblig'd by hunger and request of friends. Line 44. Fir'd that the house rejects him, "'Sdeath! I'11 print it, And shame the fools." Line 6i. No creature smarts so little as a fool. Lize 84. Destroy his fib, or sophistry - in vain! The creature's at his dirty work again. Line 9I. As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. Line I27. Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there. Linte I69. Means not, but blunders round about a meaning; And he whose fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not poetry, but prose run mad. Line i86. Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne. Line I97. Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike. Line 20I.

Page  287 Pope. 287 Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot continued.] By flatterers besieg'd, And so obliging that he ne'er oblig'd; Iike Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause. Line 207. Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? Line 213. Curst be the verse, how well soe'er it flow, That tends to make one worthy man my foe. Line 283. Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel? Line 307. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Line 315. Wit that can creep, and pride that licks the dust. zine 333. That not in fancy's maze he wander'd long, But stoop'd to truth, and moraliz'd his song. Line 340. Me, let the tender office long engage To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death; Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky. Line 408.

Page  288 288 Pope. SATIRES, EPISTLES, AND ODES OF HORACE. Lord Fanny spins a thousand such a day. Satire i. Book ii. Line 6. Satire's my weapon, but I'm too discreet To run amuck, and tilt at all I meet. Satire i. Book ii. Lize 69. But touch me, and no minister so sore; Whoe'er offends, at some unlucky time Slides into verse, and hitches in a rhyme; Sacred to ridicule his whole life long, And the sad burden of somne merry song. Satire i. Book ii. Line 76. There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl, The feast of reason and the flow of soul. Satire i. Book ii. Line I27. For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best, Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.' Satire ii. Book ii. Line I59. Give me again my hollow tree, A crust of bread, and liberty. Satire vi. Book ii. Line 220. Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame. Epilogzue to the Satires. Dialogze i. Line I36. To Berkeley every virtue under heaven. Epilogzue to the Satires. Dialogue ii. Line 76. When the brisk minor pants for twenty-one. Epistle i. Book i. Lize 38. 1 Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest. The Odyssey, Book xv. Line 84.

Page  289 Pope. 289 Epistles of Horace continued.] Get place and wealth; if possible, with grace; If not, by any means get wealth and place.' Epistle i. Book i. Line I03. Above all Greek, above all Roman fame.2 Epistle i. Book ii. Line 26. The mob of gentlemen who wrote with ease. Epistle i. Book ii. Line Io8. One simile that solitary shines In the dry desert of a thousand lines. Epistle i. Book ii. Line I I I. Who says in verse what others say in prose. Epistle i. Book ii. Line 202. Waller was smooth; but Dryden taught to join The varying verse, the full resounding line, The long majestic march, and energy divine. Epistle i. Book ii. Line 267. The last and greatest art, the art to blot. Epistle i. Book ii. Line 28I. Who pants for glory, finds but short repose; A breath revives him, or a breath o'erthrows. Epistle i. Book ii. Line 300. The many-headed monster of the pit.3 Epistle i. Book ii. Line 305. Get money; still get money, boy; No matter by what means. Jonson, Every Alan in his Humour, Act ii. Sc. 3. 2 Above any Greek or Roman name. Dryden, Upon the Death of Lord Hastings. 3 This many-headed monster. - Massinger, The Roman Actor, Actiii. Sc. 2. Scott, Lady of tke Lake, Canto v. St. 30. Many-headed multitude. -Sidney, Arcadia, Book ii. Shakespeare, Coriolanus, Act ii. Sc. 3. 13 s

Page  290 290 Pope. [Epistles of Horace continued. "Praise undeserved is scandal in disguise."' Epistle i. Book ii. Line 4I3. Years following years steal something every day; At last they steal us from ourselves away. Epistle ii. Book ii. Line 72. The vulgar boil, the learned roast an egg. Epistle ii. Book ii. Line 85. Words that wise Bacon or brave Raleigh spoke. Epistle ii. Book ii. Line I68. Vain was the chief's, the sage's pride! They had no poet, and they died. Ode 9. Book iv. Nature and Nature's laws lay hid in night: God said, " Let Newton be! " and all was light. Epitaph intended for Sir Isaac Newton. Ye Gods! annihilate but space and time, And make two lovers happy. Martinus Scriblerus on the A4 rt of Sinking in Poetry. Ch. I I. 1 This line is from a poem entitled To the Celebrated Beauties of the British Coourt. Bell's Fugitive Poetry, Vol. iii. p. Ii8. The following epigram is from The Grove. London, I72I. When one good line did much my wonder raise, In Br-st's works, I stood resolved to praise; And had, but that the modest author cries "Praise undeserved is scandal in disguise." On a Certain Lize of iMr. Br-, Author of a Copy of Verses called the British Beauties.

Page  291 Pope. 29I THE DUNCIAD. O thou! whatever title please thine ear, Dean, Drapier, Bickerstaff, or Gulliver! VWhether thou choose Cervantes' serious air, Or laugh and shake in Rabelais' easy-chair. Book i. Line 21. Poetic Justice, with her lifted scale, Where, in nice balance, truth with gold she weighs, And solid pudding against empty praise. Book i. Line 52. Now night descending, the proud scene was o'er, But lived in Settle's numbers one day more. Book i. Line 89. While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves to give their readers sleep. Book i. Line 93. Next o'er his books his eyes began to roll, In pleasing memory of all he stole. Book i. Line 127. How index-learning turns no student pale, Yet holds the eel of science by the tail. Book i. Line 279. And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke. Book ii. Line 34. Till Peter's keys some christen'd Jove adorn, And Pan to Moses lends his pagan horn. Book iii. Line Io9. All crowd, who foremost shall be damn'd to fame. Book iii. Line I58.

Page  292 292 Pope. [The Dunciad continued. Silence, ye wolves! while Ralph to Cynthia howls, And makes night hideous;'-answer him, ye owls. Book iii. Line I65. A wit with dunces, and a dunce with wits.2 Book iv. Line go. The right divine of kings to govern wrong. Book iv. Line r88. Stuff the head With all such reading as was never read: For thee explain a thing till all men doubt it, And write about it, goddess, and about it. Book iv. Line 249. Led by my hand, he saunter'd Europe round, And gather'd every vice on Christian ground. Book iv. Line 3 11. Judicious drank, and greatly daring din'd. Book iv. Line 3 8. Stretch'd on the rack of a too easy chair, And heard thy everlasting yawn confess The pains and penalties of idleness. Book iv. Line 342. E'en Palinurus nodded at the helm. Book iv. Line 614. Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. Nor public flame, nor private dares to shine; 1 Making night hideous. Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act i. Sc. 4. 2 See Cowper, p. 367.

Page  293 Pope. 293 The Dunciad continued.] Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine! Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos, is restor'd; Light dies before thy uncreating word: Thy hand, great Anarch! lets the curtain fall; And universal darkness buries all. Book iv. Line 649. ELOISA TO ABELARD. Heaven first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid. Line 51. Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole. Linle 57. Curse on all laws but those which love has made. Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Line 74. And love th' offender, yet detest th' offence.l Lize I92. How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Line 207. One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight; Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight.2 Line 273. 1 She hugged the offender and forgave the offence. Dryden, Cymon and Iphigenia, Line I07. 2 Priests, tapers, temples, swam before my sight. Edmund Smith, Phadra and Hapolytls.

Page  294 294 Pope. [Eloisa to Abelard continued. See my lips tremble and my eyeballs roll; Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul. Line 323. He best can paint them who shall feel them most. Line ult. Not chaos-like together crush'd and bruis'd, But, as the world, harmoniously confus'd, Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree. Wtindsor Forest. Line 13. A mighty hunter, and his prey was man. Ibid. Line 62. From old Belerium to the northern main. Ibid. Line 316. Nor Fame I slight, nor for her favours call; She comes unlook'd for, if she comes at all. The Temple of Fame. Line 5I3. Unblemish'd let me live, or die unknown; O grant an honest fame, or grant me none! Ibid. Lin. ult. I am his Highness's dog at Kew; Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you? On the Collar of a Dog. There, take, (says Justice,) take ye each a shell; We thrive at Westminster on fools like you;'T was a fat oyster - live in peace -- adieu.l Verbatim from Boileau. 1 "Tenez voila," dit-elle, " a chacun une ecaille, Des sottises d'autrui nous vivons au Palais; Messieurs, l'hultre etoit bonne. Adieu. Vivez en paix." Epitre, ii. (a A/. L'Abb des Roches..)

Page  295 Pope. 295 Father of all! in every age, In every clime ador'd, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord. The Universal Prayer. Stanza I. And binding nature fast in fate, Left free the human will. Stanza 3. And deal damnation round the land. Stanza 7. Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.' Stanza Io. Vital spark of heavenly flame! Quit, 0 quit this mortal frame! The Dying' Christian to his Soul. Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister Spirit, come away! Ibid. Tell me, my soul, can this be death? Ibid. Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! 0 grave! where is thy victory? O death! where is thy sting? Ibid. Thus let me live, unseen, unknown, Thus unlamented let me die; Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie. Ode on Solitude. x Cf. Spenser, The Fzaerie Queene, Book iv. C. i. St. 42.

Page  296 296 Pope. What beckoning ghost along the moonlight shade Invites my steps and points to yonder glade?' To the Memory of an Uzfortunate Lady. Line I. By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd, By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd, By strangers honour'd, and by strangers mourn'd. Ibid. Line 5I. And bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances, and the public show. Ibid. Line 57. How lov'd, how honour'd&once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot; A heap of dust alone remains of thee;'T is all thou art, and all the proud shall be! Ibid. Line 7r. Such were the notes thy once lov'd poet sung, Till death untimely stopp'd his tuneful tongue. Epist. to Robert, Earl of Oxford. Who ne'er knew joy but friendship might divide, Or gave his father grief but when he died. Epitaph on the Hon. S. Harcourt. The saint sustain'd it, but the woman died. Epitaph on Mrs. Corbet. Of manners gentle, of affections mild; In wit a man, simplicity a child.2 EpitaSph on Gay. 1 What gentle ghost, besprent with April dew, Hails me so solemnly to yonder yew? Ben Jonson, Elegy on the Lady 7ane Pazolet. 2 Her wit was more than man, her innocence a child. Dryden, Elegy on Mrs. JAillegrew.

Page  297 Pope. 297 A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, And greatly falling with a falling state. While Cato gives his little senate laws, What bosom beats not in his country's cause? Prologue to Mr. Addison's Cato. The mouse that always trusts to one poor hole Can never be a mouse of any soul.' The Wife of Bath. Her Prologue. Line 298. Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies, And Venus sets ere Mercury can rise. Ibid. Line 369. You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come; Knock as you please, there's nobody at home.2 Epgram. Party is the madness of many for the gain of a few.3 Thoughts on Various Subjects. I never knew any man in my life who could not bear another's misfortunes perfectly like a Christian. Ibid. 1 I hold a mouse's hert not worth a leek, That hath but oon hole to sterte to. Chaucer, The Prologute of The Wyfe of Bathe, V. 572. 2 Cf. Cowper, p. 367. 3 From Roscoe's edition of Pope, Vol. v. p. 376; originally printed in Motte's JMiscellanies, I727. In the edition of I736, Pope says, " I must own that the prose part (The Thoughts on Various Subjects), at the end of the second volume, was wholly mine. January, I734." 13

Page  298 298 Pope. ILIAD. Achilles' wrath, to Greece the direful spring Of woes unnumber'd, heavenly goddess, sing! Book i. Line I. The distant Trojans never injured me. Book i. Linge 200. Shakes his ambrosial curls, and gives the nod; The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god. Book i. Line 684. She moves a goddess, and she looks a queen. Book iii. Line 208. Not two strong men the enormous weight could raise; Such men as live in these degenerate days. Book v. Line 37I. Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground: Another race the following spring supplies; They fall successive, and successive rise. Book vi. Line I8I. Who dares think one thing, and another tell, My heart detests him as the gates of hell. Book ix. Lize 412. A generous friendship no cold medium knows, Burns with one love, with one resentment glows. Book ix. Line 725.

Page  299 Pope. 299 ODYSSEY. Few sons attain the praise Of their great sires, and most their sires disgrace. Book ii. Line 315. Far from gay cities and the ways of men. Book xiv. Line 4Io. Who love too much, hate in the like extreme. Book xv. Line 79. True friendship's laws are by this rule exprest, Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.' Book xv. Line 83. Whatever day Makes man a slave takes half his worth away. Book xvii. Line 392. Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow For others' good, and melt at others' woe. Book xviii. Line 279. This is the Jew That Shakespeare drew.2 1 Cf. Satire ii. Book ii. Line I6o, p. 288. 2 On the I4th of February, I 74I, Macklin established his fame as an actor, in the character of Shylock, in the " Merchant of Venice.".... Macklin's performance of this character so forcibly struck a gentleman in the pit, that he, as it were involuntarily, exclaimed, "This is the Jew That Shakespeare drew." It has been said that this gentleman was Mr Pope, and that he meant his panegyric on Macklin as a satire against Lord Lansdowne. - Biog. Dram. Vol. i. Pt. ii. p. 469.

Page  300 300 Tickeli. - Sewell. THOMAS TICKELL. I686 - I740. Just men, by whom impartial laws were given; And saints who taught, and led the way to Heaven. On the Death of Mr. Addison. Line 4I. Nor e'er was to the bowers of bliss convey'd A fairer spirit, or more welcome shade. Ibid. Line 45. There taught us how to live; and (oh! too high The price for knowledge) taught us how to die.' Ibid. Line 8I. The sweetest garland to the sweetest maid. To a Lady; with a Present of Flowers. I hear a voice you cannot hear, Which says I must not stay, I see a hand you cannot see, Which beckons me away. Colin and Lzucy. DR. GEORGE SEWELL. -- I726. When all the blandishments of life are gone, The coward sneaks to death, the brave live on. The Suicide. 1 Cf. Porteus, Death, Line 3I8. I have taught you, my dear flock, for above thirty years how to live; and I will show you in a very short time how to die. - Sandys, Anglorzum Speculznz, p. 903.

Page  301 Gay. 301JOHN GAY. i688 - I732.'T was when the sea was roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring, All on a rock reclin'd. The Wzhat D'ye cai't. Act ii. Sc. 8. So comes a reckoning when the banquet's o'er, The dreadful reckoning, and men smile no more. Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 9.'T is woman that seduces all mankind; By her we first were taught the wheedling arts. The Beggar's Opera. Act i. Sc. I. Over the hills and far away.l ibid. Act i. Sc. I. If the heart of a man is depress'd with cares, The mist is dispell'd when a woman appears. Ibid. Act ii. Sc. I. The fly that sips treacle is lost in the sweets. Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 2. Brother, brother, we are both in the wrong. Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 2. How happy could I be with either, Were t' other dear charmer away. Ibid. Art ii. Sc. 2. 1 And't is o'er the hills and far away. yockey's Lamentation. From Wit's Mirth, Voz. iv.

Page  302 302 Gay. The charge is prepar'd, the lawyers are met, The judges all rang'd; a terrible show! Ibid. Act iii. Sc. 2. All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd. Sweet William's Farewell lo Black-eyed Susan. Adieu, she cried, and wav'd her lily hand. Ibid. FABLES.'Long experience made him sage. The Shepherd and the Philosopher. Whence is thy learning? Hath thy toil O'er books consum'd the midnight oil?' Ibid. When yet was ever found a mother Who'd give her booby for another? The Mother, the Nurse, and the Fairy. Is there no hope? the sick man said; The silent doctor shook his head. The Sick Man and the A ngel. While there is life there's hope, he cried.2 Ibid. Those who in quarrels interpose Must often wipe a bloody nose. The Mfastlfs. 1'midnight oil,' a common phrase, used by Quarles, Shenstone, Cowper, Lloyd, and others. 2'EXAri8e. ev C'o ~otv, aVEX7rLTTrot 8e Oav'dvres. Theocritus, Id. iv. Line 42. /Egroto, dum anima est, spes est. Cicero, Epist. ad Att. ix. Io.

Page  303 Lady Montag'ue. 303 Gay continued.] And when a lady's in the case, You know all other things give place. The Hare and many Friends. Life is a jest, and all things show it; I thought so once, but now I know it. My own Epitaph. LADY MARY WORTLEY MONTAGUE. 69o - 1762. Let this great maxim be my virtue's guide, In part she is to blame that has been tried: He comes too near that comes to be denied. The Lady's Resolve.1 And we meet, with champagne and a chicken, at last.2 The Lover. Be plain in dress, and sober in your diet; In short, my deary! kiss me, and be quiet. A Summary of Lord Lyttleton's Advice. Satire should, like a polish'd razor keen, Wound with a touch that's scarcely felt or seen. To the Imitator of the First Satire of Horace. Book ii. 1 A fugitive piece, written on a window by Lady Montague, after her marriage (I7I3). The last lines were taken from Overbury: - In part to blame is she Which hath without consent bin only tride: Ile comes to neere that comes to be denide. The W/ife, St. 36. 2 What say you to such a supper with such a woman? Byron, Note to Letter on Bowles.

Page  304 304 Macklin. - Green. - Theobald. KANE O'HARA. - 782. Pray, goody, please to moderate the rancour of your tongue; Why flash those sparks of fury from your eyes? Remember, when the judgment's weak, the prejudice is strong. fMidas. Act i. Sc. 4. CHARLES MACKLIN. I69o- I797. The law is a sort of hocus-pocus science, that smiles in yer face while it picks yer pocket; and the glorious uncertainty of it is of mair use to the professors than the justice of it. Love a' la Mode. Act ii. Sc. I. MATTHEW GREEN. I696- I737. Fling but a stone, the giant dies. The Spleen. Line 93. LOUIS THEOBALD. 1691 - 744. None but himself can be his parallel.' The Double Falsehood. 1 Quaeris Alcidae parem? Nemo est nisi ipse. Seneca, Hercules Fi-ens, Act i. Sc. I. And but herself admits no parallel. Massinger, Deuke of Milan, Act iv. Sc. 3.

Page  305 Byromn. 30.5 JOHN BYROM. I69I-I763. God bless the King, I mean the faith's defender; God bless -no harm in blessing -the pretender; But who pretender is, or who is king,God bless us all, - that's quite another thing. To an Officer of the Army, extempore. Take time enough: all other graces Will soon fill up their proper places.l Advice to Preach Slow. Some say, compar'd to Bononcini, That Mynheer Handel's but a ninny; Others aver that he to Handel Is scarcely fit to hold a candle. Strange all this difference should be'Twixt Tweedledum and Tweedledee. On the Feuds between Handel and Bononcinzi.2 As clear as a whistle. Etpistle to Lloyd. Bone and Skin, two millers thin; Would starve us all, or near it; But be it known to Skin and Bone That Flesh and Blood can't bear it. Epigram on Two Aonoopolists. 1 Learn to read slow: all other graces'Will follow in their proper places. Walker, Art of Reading. 2 " Nourse asked me if I had seen the verses upon Handel and Bononcini, not knowing that they were mine." Byrom's Remains (Chetham Soc.), Vol. i. p. I73. The last two lines have been attributed to Swift and Pope. See Scott's edition of Swift, and Dyce's edition of Pope. T

Page  306 306 Chesterfield. - Madlett. EARL OF CHESTERFIELD. I694- I773. Sacrifice to the Graces. Letter. Alarch 9, 1748. Manners must adorn knowledge, and smooth its way through the world. Like a great rough diamond, it may do very well in a closet by way of curiosity, and also for its intrinsic value. Letter. 7.dy I, 1748. Style is the dress of thoughts. Letter. Nov. 24, 1749. I assisted at the birth of that most significant word "flirtation," which dropped from the most beautiful mouth in the world. The World. No. Ior. Unlike my subject now shall be my song, It shall be witty, and it sha'n't be long. Impromptu Lines. The dews of the evening most carefully shun, - Those tears of the sky for the loss of the sun. Advice to a Lady in Autumn. DAVID MALLETT. I700-1765. While tumbling down the turbid stream, Lord love us, how we apples swim! Tyburn.

Page  307 Blair. - Savage. 307 ROBERT BLAIR. 699- I747. The Grave, dread thing! Men shiver when thou'rt nam'd: Nature, appall'd, Shakes off her wonted firmness. The Grave. Line 9. The school-boy, with his satchel in his hand, Whistling aloud to bear his courage up.l Ibid. Line 58. Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul! Sweet'ner of life! and solder of society! Ibid. Lzine 88. Of joys departed, Not to return, how painful the remembrance! -Ibid. Line Io9. The good he scorn'd Stalk'd off reluctant, like an ill-us'd ghost, Not to return; or, if it did, in visits Like those of angels, short and far between.2 Ibid. Part ii. Line 586. RICHARD SAVAGE. i698- I743. He lives to build, not boast, a generous race; No tenth transmitter of a foolish face.. The Bastard. Line 7. Whistling to keep myself from being afraid. Dryden, Amphzitryon, Act iii. Sc. I. 2 Cf. Campbell, p. 440.

Page  308 308 Thomson. JAMES THOMSON. I700 - I748. Come, gentle Spring! ethereal Mildness! come. The Seasons. Spring. Line I. Base envy withers at another's joy, And hates that excellence it cannot reach. Line 283. But who can paint Like Nature? Can imagination boast, Amid its gay creation, hues like hers? Line 465. Amid the roses fierce Repentance rears Her snaky crest. Line 996. Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot. Line II49. An elegant sufficiency, content, Retirement, rural quiet, friendship, books, Ease and alternate labour, useful life, Progressive virtue, and approving Heaven! Line II58. The meek-ey'd Morn appears, mother of dews. Summzer. Line 47. Falsely luxurious, will not man awake? Line 67. But yonder comes the powerful King of Day Rejoicing in the east. Line 8I. Ships, dim-discover'd, dropping from the clouds. Line 946.

Page  309 Thomson. 309 And Mecca saddens at the long delay. Summer. Line 979. Sigh'd and look'd unutterable things. Line II88. A lucky chance, that oft decides the fate Of mighty monarchs. Line 1285. So stands the statue that enchants the world, So bending tries to veil the matchless boast, The mingled beauties of exulting Greece. Line I346. Who stemm'd the torrent of a downward age. Line 1516. Autumn nodding o'er the yellow plain. Autumn. Line 2. Loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, But is, when unadorn'd, adorn'd the most.l Line 204. He saw her charming, but he saw not half The charms her downcast modesty conceal'd. Line 229. For still the world prevail'd, and its dread laugh, Which scarce the firm philosopher can scorn. Line 233. See, Winter comes, to rule the varied year. Winter. Line I. Cruel as death, and hungry as the grave. Line 393. 1 In naked beauty, more adorn'd, More lovely, than Pandora. Milton, Par. Lost, Book iv. Line 713.

Page  310 3Io Thomson. There studious let me sit, And hold high converse with the mighty dead. Winter. Line 43. The kiss, snatch'd hasty from the sidelong maid. Line 625. These as they change, Almighty Father! these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Hymn. Line I. Shade, unperceiv'd, so softening into shade. Line 25. From seeming evil still educing good. Line I I4. Come then, expressive silence, muse his praise. Line I8. A pleasing land of drowsyhed it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky: There eke the soft delights, that witchingly Instil a wanton sweetness through the breast, And the calm pleasures, always hover'd nigh; But whate'er smack'd of noyance, or'unrest, Was far, far off expell'd from this delicious nest. The Castle of Indolence. Canto i. Stanza 6. O fair undress, best dress! it checks no vein, But every flowing limb in pleasure drowns, And heightens ease with grace. Canto i. Stanza 26. Plac'd far amid the melancholy main. Canto i. Stanza 30. Scoundrel maxim. Canto i. Stanza 50.

Page  311 Thomson. 3 II A bard here dwelt, more fat than bard beseems. The Castle of Indolence. Canto i. Stanza 68. A little round, fat, oily man of God. Canto i. Stanza 69. I care not, Fortune, what you me deny: You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve: Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave: Of fancy, reason, virtue, naught can me bereave. Canto ii. Stanza 3. For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to love; And, when we meet a mutual heart, Come in between and bid us part? Song; For ever, Fortune. Whoe'er amidst the sons Of reason, valour, liberty, and virtue, Displays distinguish'd merit, is a noble Of Nature's own creating. Coriolanus. Act. iii. Sc. 3. O Sophonisba! Sophonisba, 0!' Soph/zonisba. Act. iii. Sc. 2. x The line was altered, after the second edition, to "O Sophonisba! I am wholly thine."

Page  312 312 Dyer. - Wesley. - Dods ey. [Thomson continued. When Britain first, at Heaven's command Arose from out the azure main, This was the charter of her land, And guardian angels sung the strain: Rule Britannia! Britannia rules the waves! Britons never shall be slaves. Afred. Act ii. Sc. 5. JOHN DYER. I700-I758. Ever charming, ever new, WVhen will the landscape. tire the view? Gronwgar Hill. Line 5. JOHN WESLEY. I703 - I 79I. That execrable sum of all villanies commonly called A Slave Trade. 7ournal. Feb. I2, I792. Certainly this is a duty, not a sin. "Cleanliness is indeed next to godliness." Sermon xcii. On Dress. ROBERT DODSLEY. I703-1764. One kind kiss before we part, Drop a tear, and bid adieu; Though we sever, my fond heart Till we meet shall pant for you. The Parting Kiss.

Page  313 Bramston. - Howard. 313 JAMES BRAMSTON. - I744. But Titus said, with his uncommon sense, When the Exclusion Bill was in suspense: "I hear a lion in the lobby roar; Say, Mr. Speaker, shall we shut the door And keep him there, or shall we let him in To try if we can turn him out again? "1 Art of Politics. So Britain's monarch once uncover'd sat, While Bradshaw bullied in a broad-brimm'd hat. Man of Taste. DR. SAMUEL HOWARD. - 1782. Gentle shepherd, tell me where? Song. 1 " I hope," said Col. Titus, " we shall not be wise as the frogs to whom Jupiter gave a stork for their king. To trust expedients with such a king on the throne would be just as wise as if there were a lion in the lobby, and we should vote to let him in and chain him, instead of fastening the door to keep him out." - On the Exclusion Bill. yan"uary 7, I68I. Bom. So have I heard on Afric's burning shore A hungry lion give a grievous roar; The grievous roar echoed along the shore. Artax. So have I heard on Afric's burning shore Another lion give a grievous roar, And the first lion thought the last a bore. T. B. Rhodes, Bormbastes Furioso. I4

Page  314 314 Fielding. HENRY FIELDING. 1707- I754. All nature wears one universal grin. Tom Thuzzmb the Great. Act i. Sc. 1. Petition me no petitions, sir, to-day; Let other hours be set apart for business. To-day it is our pleasure to be drunk; And this our queen shall be as drunk as we. Act i. Sc. 2. When I'm not thank'd at all, I'm thank'd enough. I've done my duty, and I've done no more. Act i. Sc. 3. Thy modesty's a candle to thy merit. Act i. Sc. 3. To sun myself in Huncamunca's eyes. Act i. Sc: 3. Lo, when two dogs are fighting in the streets, With a third dog one of the two dogs meets, With angry teeth he bites him to the bone, And this dog smarts for what that dog has done.' Act i. Sc. 6. 1 Thus when a barber and a collier fight, The barber beats the luckless collier - white; The dusty collier heaves his ponderous sack, And, big with vengeance, beats the barber- black. In comes the brick-dust man, with grime o'erspread, And beats the collier and the barber - red; Black, red, and white, in various clouds are tost, And in the dust they raise the combatants are lost. Christ. Smart, From The Trip to Cambridge. Campbell's Specimens, Vol. vi. p. I85.

Page  315 Doddridge. - Cotton. 315 Fielding continued.] Oh! the roast beef of Old England, And oh! the old English roast beef. The Roast Beef of Old England. PHILIP DODDRIDGE. 1702 - I75I. Live while you live, the epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day; Live while you live, the sacred preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies. Lord, in my views let both united be; I live in pleasure when I live to thee. Epizgram on his Family Arms.1 NATHANIEL COTTON. I707 - I788. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam: The world has nothing to bestow; From our own selves our joys must flow, And'that dear hut, -our home. The Fireside. St. 3. Thus hand in hand through life we'11 go; Its checker'd paths of joy and woe With cautious steps we'll tread. Ibid. St. 13. 1 Dum vivimus vivamus. From Ortin's Lzfe of Doddridge.

Page  316 316 Franklin. BENJAMIN FRANKLIN. I706- I790. God helps them that help themselves.l Poor Richard. Dost thou love life, then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of. Ibid. Plough deep while sluggards sleep. Ibid. Never leave that till to-morrow which you can do to-day. Ibid. Three removes are as bad as a fire. Ibid. Vessels large may venture more, But little boats should keep near shore. zbid. He has paid dear, very dear, for his whistle. The Whistle. (Nov. I719.) There never was a good war or a bad peace.2 Letter to Quincy, Sept. II, I773. Here Skugg Lies snug, As a bug In a rug. From a Letter to Miss Georgiana Shirley. 1 Help thyself, and God will help thee. Herbert, yacula Prudentuzm. 2 It hath been said that an unjust peace is to be preferred before a just war. - S. Butler, Speeches in the Rump Parliament. Butler's Remains.

Page  317 Yohnson. 317 SAMUEL JOHNSON. I709 - I784. Let observation with extensive view Survey mankind from China to Peru.l Vanity of Human Wishes. Line I. There mark what ills the scholar's life assail, — Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail. Line I59. He left the name at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale. Line 221. Hides from himself his state, and shuns to know That life protracted is protracted woe. Line 257. An age that melts in unperceiv'd decay, And glides in modest innocence away. Line 293. Superfluous lags the veteran on the stage. Line 308. Fears of the brave, and follies of the wise! From Marlborough's eyes the streams of dotage flow, And Swift expires, a driveller and a show. Line 3i6. Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate? Line 345. For patience, sovereign o'er transmuted ill. Line 362. 1 All human race, from China to Peru, Pleasure, howe'er disguis'd by art, pursue. Rev. T. Warton, The Universal Love of Pleasure. 17z 8- (79o

Page  318 318'okhZson. Of all the griefs that harass the distrest, Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest. London. Line I66. This mournful truth is everywhere confess'd, Slow rises worth by poverty depress'd. Line 176. Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds and then imagin'd new. Prologue on the 0_pening of Drury Lane T/eatre. And panting Time toil'd after him in vain. Ibid. For we that live to please must please to live. Ibid. 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! Urinter. An Ode. Officious, innocent, sincere; Of every friendless name the friend. Verses on Robert Levet. Stanza.2. In misery's darkest cavern known, His useful care was ever nigh' Where hopeless anguish pour'd his groan, And lonely want retired to die. Stanza 5. Var. His ready help was always nigh.

Page  319 Yohnson. 319 Then with no throbs of fiery pain,' No cold gradations of decay, Death broke at once the vital chain, And freed his soul the nearest way. Verses on Robert Levet. Stanza 9. Philips, whose touch harmonious could remove The pangs of guilty power and hapless love; Rest here, distrest by poverty no more, Here find that calm thou gav'st so oft before; Sleep, undisturb'd, within this peaceful shrine, Till angels wake thee with a note like thine! Epitaph on Claudiuzs Philips, the /Musician. A Poet, Naturalist, and Historian, Who left scarcely any style of writing untouched, And touched nothing that he did not adorn.2 E2pitaph an Goldsmith. How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure! Still to ourselves in every place consign'd, Our own felicity we make or find. With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy. Lines added to Goldsmith's Traveller. Trade's proud empire hastes to swift decay. Line added to Goldsmith's Deserted Village. 1 Var. Then with no fiery throbbing pain. 2 Nullum quod tetigit non ornavit. He adorns whatever he attempts. Fenelon, Eulogy on Cicero. He adorned whatever subject he either spoke or wrote upon by the most splendid eloquence. - Chesterfield's Characters: Bolingbroke.

Page  320 320 yohinson. From thee, great God, we spring, to thee we tend, Path, motive, guide, original, and end. The Rambler. No. 7. Ye who listen with credulity to the whispers of fancy, and pursue with eagerness the phantoms of hope; who expect that age will perform the promises of youth, and that the deficiencies of the present day will be supplied by the morrow; attend to the history of Rasselas, Prince of Abyssinia. Rasselas. Chap. i. I am not so lost in lexicography as to forget that words are the dauZghzters of earth/, and that tIzings are Ite sons of heaven.1 From The Preface to his Dictionary. Words are men's daughters, but God's sons are things.2 From Dr. Madden's " Boulter's Monument." Supposed to have been inserted by Dr. 7ohnson, I745. Whoever wishes to attain an English style, familiar but not coarse, and elegant but not ostentatious, must give his days and nights to the volumes of Addison. Lzfe of Addison. To be of no church is dangerous. Religion, 1 The italics and the word "forget " would seem to imply that the saying was not his own. Sir William Jones gives a similar saying in India: " Words are the daughters of earth and deeds are the sons of heaven." 2 Words are women, deeds are men. - Ilerbert, lcu&za Prudentuzn. Sir Thomas Bodley, Letter to his Librarian, I604.

Page  321 /ohknson. 321I of which the rewards are distant, and which is animated only by Faith and Hope, will glide by degrees out of the mind, unless it be invigorated and reimpressed by external ordinances, by stated calls to worship, and the salutary influence of example. Life of Milton. The trappings of a monarchy would set up an ordinary commonwealth. Ibid. His death eclipsed the gayety of nations, and impoverished the public stock of harmless pleasure. Life of Edmund Smith (alluding to the death of Garrick). That man is little to be envied whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow warmer among the ruins of Iona. 7ourney to the Western Islands: Inch Kenneth. If he does really think that there is no distinction between virtue and vice, why, Sir, when he leaves our houses let us count our spoons. Boswell's zLfe of 7ohnson. An. I763. Knowledge is of two kinds. We know a subject ourselves, or we know where we can find information upon it. Ibid. An. 1775. There is nothing which has yet been contrived by man, by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern or inn. Ibid. An. I776. Claret is the liquor for boys; port for men; but he who aspires to be a hero must drink brandy. Ibid. An. I779. 14* U

Page  322 322 Pitt. [Johnson continued. Who drives fat oxen should himself be fat.' Boswell's Life of 7ohnson. An. I784. If the man who turnips cries Cry not when his father dies,'T is a proof that he had rather Have a turnip than his father. o7hnsoniana. Piozzi, 30. A good hater. yohnsoniana. Piozzi 39. Books that you may carry to the fire, and hold readily in your hand, are the most useful after all. Ibid. Hawkins, I97. WILLIAM PITT, EARL OF CHATHAM. I708- I778. The atrocious crime of being a young man. Speech, M 7farch 6, I74I. Confidence is a plant of slow growth in an aged bosom. Speech, 7annuary I4, I766. A long train of these practices has at length unwillingly convinced me that there is something behind the Throne greater than the King himself.2 Speech, March 2, I770. (Chatham Corresipondence.) 1 Parody on "Who rules o'er freemen should himself be free." - From Brooke's Gustavus Vasa, First edition. 2 Quoted by Lord Mahon, "greater than the Throne itself." -History of England, Volt v. p. 258.

Page  323 Pitt. 323 Where law ends, tyranny begins. Speech, alz. 9, I770. Case of Wilkes. If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country, I never would lay down my arms, never -never never. Speech, Nov. I8, I777. Necessity is the argument of tyrants,' it is the creed of slaves. Speech on, the India Bill. Nov. 1783. The poorest man may in his cottage bid defiance to all the force of the crown. It may be frail; its roof may-shake; the wind may blow through it; the storms may enter, the rain may enter,- but the King of England cannot enter! all his forces dare not cross the threshold of the ruined tenement.2 Speech on the Excise Bill. Indemnity for the past and security for the future.3 The Church of England hath a Popish liturgy, a Calvinistic creed, and an Arminian clergy. Ascribed to Pitt. 1 Necessity, the tyrant's plea. Milton, Par. Lost, Book iv. Line 393. 2 From Brougham's Statesmen of George IE. First Series, p. 4I. 3 Mr. Pitt's phrase. - De Quincey, Theol. Essays, Vol. ii.p. I70. See also Russell's Memoir of Fox, Vol. iii. p. 345. Letter to the Hon. 7: Maitland.

Page  324 324 Lyttelton. LORD LYTTELTON. 1709- I773. For his chaste Muse employed her heaven-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. Women, like princes, find few real friends. Advice to a Lady. What is your sex's earliest, latest care, Your heart's supreme ambition? To be fair. Ibid. The lover in the husband may be lost. Ibid. How much the wife is dearer than the bride. An Irregular Ode. None without hope e'er loved the brightest fair, But love can hope where reason would despair. Epigram. Where none admire,'t is useless to excel; Where none are beaux,'t is vain to be a belle. Soliloquy on a Beauty in the Country. Alas! by some degree of woe We every bliss must gain; The heart can ne'er a transport know That never feels a pain. Song.

Page  325 Moore. - Dyer. 325 EDWARD MOORE. 1712 - 757. Can't I another's face commend, And to her virtues be a friend, But instantly your forehead lowers, As if her merit lessened yours? Fable ix. The Farmer, the Spaniel, and the Cat. The maid who modestly conceals Her beauties, while she hides, reveals; Give but a glimpse, and fancy draws Whate'er the Grecian Venus was. Fable x. The Spider and the Bee. But from the hoop's bewitching round, Her very shoe has power to wound. Iid. Time still, as he flies, adds increase to her truth, And gives to her mind what he steals from her youth. The Happy Marriage.'T is now the summer of your youth: time has not cropt the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has washed them. The Gamester. Act iii. Sc. 4. DYER. And he that will this health deny, Down among the dead men let him lie. Published in the early part of the reign of George A.

Page  326 326 Sterne. LAURENCE STERNE. 17I3- I768. Go, poor devil, get thee gone; why should I hurt thee? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me. Tristram Shandy. Vol. ii. Ch. xii. "Our armies swore terribly in Flanders," cried my uncle Toby, "but nothing to this." fIbid. Vol. iii. C/h. xi. The accusing spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in; and the recording angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever.l Ibid. Vol. vi. Ch. viii. "They order," said I, " this matter better in France." Sentimental Yourlney. Page I. I pity the man who can travel from Dan to Beersheba, and cry,'T is all barren. Ibid. In the Street. Calais. God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.2 Ibid. Maria. " Disguise thyself as- thou wilt, still, Slavery," said I, "still thou art a bitter draught." Ibizd. The Passport. Tze Hotel at Paris.' Cf. Campbell, Pleasures of Hope, ii. Line 357. 2 Dieu mesure le froid a la brebis tondue. - Henri Estienne, Prvmices, etc., p. 47. (1594.) To a close-shorn sheep God gives wind by measure. - Herbert, Jacula Prudentum.

Page  327 Shenstone. 327 WILLIAM SHENSTONE. I7I4- I763. Whoe'er has travell'd 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.l Written on a Window of an Inn. So sweetly she bade me adieu, I thought that she bade me return. A Pastoral. Part i. I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed. ibid. Part ii. Hope. For seldom shall she hear a tale So sad, so tender, and so true. yemnzy Dawson. Her cap, far whiter than the driven snow, Emblems right meet of decency does yield. The Schzoolmistress. St. 5. Pun-provoking thyme. Ibid. St. I. A little bench of heedless bishops here, And there a chancellor in embryo. Ibid. St. 28. 1 There is nothing which has yet been contrived by man by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern or inn. - Johnson, Boswell's Lzfe, I766. Archbishop Leighton often said, that if he were to choose a place to die in, it should be an inn. - Works, Vol. i. p. 76.

Page  328 328 Gray. THOMAS GRAY. I7I6-1771. Ye distant spires, ye antique towers. On a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza I. Ah, happy hills! ah, pleasing shade! Ah, fields belov'd in vain! Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow. Stanza 2. They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy. Stanza 4. Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed, Less pleasing when possest; The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast. Stanza 5. Alas! regardless of their doom, The little victims play; No sense they have of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day. Ah, tell them they are men! Stanza 6. And moody madness laughing wild, Amid severest woe. Stanza 8. To each his sufferings; all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan, - The tender for another's pain, The unfeeling for his own.

Page  329 Gray. 329 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,'T is folly to be wise.' Stanza IO. Daughter of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright, afflict the best! Hymn to Adversity. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take. The Progress of Poesy. I. i. Line 3. Glance their many-twinkling feet. I. 3. Line ii. O'er her warm cheek, and rising bosom, move The bloom of young Desire and purple light of Love. I. 3. zize I6. Her track, where'er thergoddess roves, Glory pursue, and gen'rous shame, The unconquerable mind, and freedom's holy flame. II. 2. Line Io. Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears. III. I. Line 12. 1 From ignorance our comfort flows. The only wretched are the wise. Prior, To the Hon. Charles M/ontague. He that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow. — Ecclesiastes i. I8.

Page  330 330 Gray. He pass'd the flaming bounds of place and time: The living throne, the sapphire blaze, Where angels tremble while they gaze, He saw; but, blasted with excess of light, Closed his eyes in endless night. The Progress of Poesy. III. 2. Line 4. Bright-eyed Fancy, hovering o'er, Scatters from her pictured urn Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.l III. 3. Line 2. Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate, Beneath the Good how far, - but far above the Great. III. 3. Line I6. Ruin seize thee, ruthless King! Confusion on thy banners wait! Though fann'd by Conquest's crimson wing, They mock the air with idle state. The Bard. I. I. Line I. Loose his beard and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air.2 I. 2. Line 5. To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft Llewellyn's lay. I. 2. Line I4. 1 Words that weep and tears that speak. Cowley, The Prophet. 2 An harmless flaming meteor shone for hair, And fell adown his shoulders with loose care. Cowley, Davidceis, Book ii. Line I02. The imperial ensign, which, full high advanced, Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind. Milton, Paradise Lost, Book i. Line 536.

Page  331 Gray. 331 Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes; Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.' The Bard. I. 3. Line I2. Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. Give ample room, and verge enough,2 The characters of hell to trace. II. I. Linze I. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his ev'ning prey. II. 2. Line 9. Ye towers of Julius, London's lasting shame, With many a foul and midnight murder fed. II. 2. Line ii. Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul! III. I. Line ii. And truth severe, by fairy fiction drest. III.. Line 3. As dear to me as are the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart. Shakespeare, 7ulius Ccesar, Act ii. Sc. I. Dear as the vital warmth that feeds my life; Dear as these eyes, that weep in fondness o'er thee. Otway, Venice Preserved, Act v. Sc. I. 2 Like an ample shield, Can take in all, and verge enough for more. Dryden, Don Sebastian, Act i. Sc. I.

Page  332 332 Gray. Comus, and his midnight crew. Ode for Music. Line 2. While bright-eyed Science watches round. Line i i The still small voice of gratitude. Line 64. Iron sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darken'd air. The Fatal Sisters. Line 3. The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea.l The ploughman homeward plods his wearyway, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Elegy in a Country Czhurchyard. Stanza I. Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. Stanza 4. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn. Stanza 5. Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. Stanza 8. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Stanza 9. Where, through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Stazlza IO.' The first edition reads, - " The lowing herds wind slowly o'er the lea."

Page  333 Gray. 333 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? Elegy in a Counhty Churchyaird. Stanza I 1. Hands that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre. Stanza 12. But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll; Chill penury repress'd their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul. Stanza 13. Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full m'any a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air.2 Stanza I4. 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. Stanza 15. 1 Rich with the spoils of nature. - Sir Thomas Browne, Relig. Med., Part i. Sect. xiii. 2 Nor waste their sweetness in the desert air. Churchill, Gotham, Book ii. Line 20. And waste their music on the savage race. Young, Love of Fame, Sat. v. Line 228.

Page  334 334 Gray. To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes. Elegy in a Country CnhurchyarId. Stanza I6. Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind. Stanzza I7. Along the cool sequester'd vale of life, They kept the noiseless tenor of their way. Stanza 19. Implores the passing tribute of a sigh. Stanza 20. And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. Stanza 2I. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind? Stanzza 22. E'en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires.l Stanza 23. Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. Stanza 25. One morn I miss'd him on the'custom'd hill. Stanza 28. 1 Yet in our ashen cold is fire yreken. Chaucer, The Reves Prologue, Line 28.

Page  335 Gray. 335 Here rests his head upon the lap of earth, A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. The EJita/h. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to misery (all he had) a tear, He gain'd from heaven ('t was all he wish'd) a friend. Ibid. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God. Ibid. And weep the more, because I weep in vain. Sonnet. On the Death of AMr. West. The hues of bliss more brightly glow, Chastis'd by sabler tints of woe. Ode on the Pleasure arisingfronz Vicissitude. Line 45. The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise. Line 53. And hie him home, at evening's close, To sweet repast and calm repose. Line 87. From toil he wins his spirits light, From busy day the peaceful night; Rich, from the very want of wealth, In heaven's best treasures, peace and health. Line 93.

Page  336 336 Hurd. [Gray continued. When love could teach a monarch to be wise, And Gospel-light first dawn'd from Bullen's eyes.' Rich windows that exclude the light, And passages that lead to nothing. A Long Story. Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune; He had not the method of making a fortune. On his own Character. A favorite has no friend.2 On the Death of a Favorite Cat. Now as the Paradisaical pleasures of the Mahometans consist in playing upon the flute and lying with Houris, be mine to read eternal new romances of Marivaux and Crebillon. To MAr. West. Letter iv. 3d Series. RICHARD HURD. I720- I 88. In this awfully stupendous manner, at which Reason stands aghast, and Faith herself is half confounded, was the grace of God to man at length manifested. Sermons. Vol. ii. p. 287. 1 This was intended to be introduced in the poem on the "Alliance of Education and Government." -Mason, Vol. iii.P.. I I4. 2 One of Aristotle's sayings was X qJIXoL, ov3Els IlXos, according to Casaubon's reading of Diog. Laertius, Lib. v. ~ 2I, Cui sunt amici, non est amicus.

Page  337 Brown. - Akenside. 337 JOHN BROWN. I715-I766. Now let us thank the Eternal Power: convinc'd That Heaven but tries our virtue by affliction, - That oft the cloud which wraps the present hour Serves but to brighten all our future days. Barbarossa. Act v. Sc. 3. And coxcombs vanquish Berkeley by a grin. An Essay oz Satire, occasionzed by te Death of Mr. Pope.1 MARK AKENSIDE. I72I- 1770. Such and so various are the tastes of men. Plefsures of the Imagifnation. Book iii. Line 567. Than Timoleon's arms require, And Tully's curule chair, and Milton's golden lyre. Ode. On a Sermon against Glory. St. ii. The man forget not, though in rags he lies, And know the mortal through a crown's disguise. Epistle to Curio. Seeks painted trifles and fantastic toys, And eagerly pursues imaginary joys. The Virtuoso. St. x. 1 Anderson's British Poets, x. 879. See note in Contemzporary Review, Sept. I867, p. 4. I5 V

Page  338 338 Townley. - Garrick. JAMES TOWNLEY. 1715-1778. Kitty. Shikspur? Shikspur? Vho wrote it? No, I never read Shikspur..Lady Bab. Then you have an immense pleasure to come. d,-h Life below Stairs. Act ii. Sc. I. From humble Port to imperial Tokay. Ibid. DAVID GARRICK. I7I6-I779. Corrupted freemen are the worst of slaves. Prologuie to The Gamesters. Their cause I plead, -plead it in heart anrid mind; A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.' Prologzte on Quitting' the Stage in I776. Let others hail the rising sun: I bow to that whose course is run.2 On the Death of Mr. Pelham. This scholar, rake, Christian, dupe, gamester, and poet. YuAiter and Mercury. 1 I would help others, out of a fellow-feeling. - Burton, Anatomy of Melancholy; Democritus to the Reader. Non ignara mali, miseris succurrere disco. Virgil, YEneid, Lib. i. 630. 2 Pompey.... bade Sylla recollect that more worshipped the rising than the setting sun. - Clough, Dryden's Plutarch, iv. 66. L/fe of Pomi5ey.

Page  339 Collins. 339 WILLIAM COLLINS. I720- I756. How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their. country's wishes bless'd! Ode iv I746. By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there. Zbid. When Music, heavenly maid, was young, While yet in early Greece she sung. The Passions. Line I. Filled with fury, rapt, inspir'd. Ibid. Line Io.'T was sad by fits, by starts't was wild. Ibid. Line 28. In notes by distance made more sweet. Ibid. Line 60. In hollow murmurs died away. Ibid. Line 68. O Music! sphere-descended maid, Friend of pleasure,'wisdom's aid! Ibid. Line 95. Well may your hearts believe the truths I tell;'T is virtue makes the bliss, where'er we dwell. Eclogue I. Line 5.

Page  340 340 Foote. - Merrick. - Snollett. [Collins continued. Too nicely Jonson knew the critic's part; Nature in him was almost lost in Art. To Sir Thomas Hanmer on his Edition of Shakespeare. In yonder grave a Druid lies. Ode on the Death of Thomson. SAMUEL FOOTE. 1720- I777. He made him a hut, wherein he did put The carcass of Robinson Crusoe. O poor Robinson Crusoe! The Mayor of Garratt. Act i. Sc. I. JAMES MERRICK. I720- I769. Not what we wish, but what we want. Hymn. TOBIAS SMOLLETT. I721 - 177I. Thy spirit, Independence, let me share; Lord of the lion heart, and eagle eye, Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare, Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky. Ode to Independence. Facts are stubborn things.1 Translation of Gil Blas. Book x. Ch. I. 1 Facts are stubborn things. - Elliot, Essay on Field Hnzsbandry, p. 35. (I747.)

Page  341 Home. - Gifford. Murphy. 34I JOHN HOME. 1724-I808. In the first days Of my distracting grief, I found myself As women wish to be who love their lords. Douglas. Act i. Sc. I. My name is Norval; on the Grampian hills My father feeds his. flocks; a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home. Ibid. Act ii. Sc. I. Like Douglas conquer, or like Douglas die. bid. Act v. Sc. I. RICHARD GIFFORD. 1725 - I807. Verse sweetens toil, however rude the sound; All at her work the village maiden sings, Nor, while she turns the giddy wheel around, Revolves the sad vicissitudes of things. Contenplation. ARTHUR MURPHY. 1727-Ti805. Thus far we run before the wind. The Apprentice. Act v. Sc. I. Above the vulgar flight of common souls. Zenobia. Act v.

Page  342 342 Goldsmith. OLIVER GOLDSMITH. 1728- I774. Remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow. The Traveller. Line i. Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Line 7. And learn the luxury of doing good.' Line 22. Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view. Line 26. These little things are great to little man. Line 42. Creation's heir, the world, the world is mine! Line 50. Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam, His first, best country ever is at home. Line 73. Man seems the only growth that dwindles here. Line I26. By sports like these are all their cares beguil'd; The sports of children satisfy the child. Lin/e 153. But winter lingering chills the lap of May. Line 172. 1 For all their luxury was doing good. Garth, Claremont, Line 148. He tried the luxury of doing good. Crabbe, Tales of the Hall, Book iii.

Page  343 Goldsmith/. 343 So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more. The Traveller. Line 2 7. Alike all ages: dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze; And the gay grandsire, skill'd in gestic lore, Has frisk'd beneath the burden of threescore. Line 251. Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies. Methinks her patient sons before me stand Where the broad ocean leans against the land. Line 282. Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of humankind pass by.' Line 327. The land of scholars, and the nurse of arms. Line 356. For just experience tells, in every soil, That those that think must govern those that toil. Line 372. Laws grind the poor, and rich men rule the law. Line 386. Forc'd from their homes, a melancholy train. Line 409. Vain, very vain, my weary search to find That bliss which only centres in the mind. Line 423. 1 Lord of humankind. - Dryden, The Spanish Friar. Act ii. Sc. I.

Page  344 344 Goldsmith. Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain. The Deserted Village. Line I. The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made. Line I3. The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love. Line 29. Ill 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. Line 5I. His best companions, innocence and health And his best riches, ignorance of wealth. Line 6i. How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease! Line 99. While resignation gently slopes away, - And, all his prospects brightening to the last, His heaven commences ere the world be past. Line IIo. 1 C'est un verre qui luit, Qu'un souffle peut detruire, et qu'un souffle a produit. -De Caux (comparing the world to his hour-glass). Who pants for glory, finds but short repose; A breath revives him, or a breath o'erthrows. Pope, Sat. and Ep. of Horace, Book ii. Ep. i. Line 299.

Page  345 Goldsmith. 345 The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind. The Deserted Village. Line 12I. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year. Line I4I. Wept o'er his wounds, or, tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch and show'd how fields were won. Line 157. Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Line I6r. And e'en his failings lean'd to virtue's side. Line I64. And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledg'd offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reprov'd each dull delay, Allur'd to brighter worlds, and led the way. Line I67. Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray. Line 179. And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile. Line I84. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head. Line I89. 15 *

Page  346 346 Goldsmith. Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd, with counterfeited glee, At all his jokes, for many a joke had he; Full well the busy whisper, circling round, Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd: Yet was he kind, or, if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault. The Deserted Village. Line I99. In arguing, too, the parson own'd his skill, For e'en though vanquish'd, he could argue still; While words of learned length and thund'ring sound Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around; And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew. Line 2I I. The whitewash'd wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnish'd clock that click'd behind the door, The chest contriv'd a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day. Line 227. To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art. Line 253. And e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy, The heart, distrusting, asks if this be joy. Line 263. Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn. Line 329.

Page  347 Goldsmith. 347 In all the silent manliness of grief. The Deserted Village. Line 384. O Luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree. Line 385. Thou source of all my bliss, and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so. Line 4I3. Who mix'd reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth. Retaliation. Line 24. Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind: Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat, To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote. Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining: Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit. Line 3 I. His conduct still right, with. his argument wrong. Line 46. A flattering painter, who made it his care To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are. Line 63. An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man. Line 94.

Page  348 348 Goldsmith. As a wit, if not first, in the very first line. Retaiation. Zine 96. On the stage he was natural, simple, affecting;'T was only that when he was off he was acting. Line IoI. He cast off his friends, as a huntsman his pack, For he knew, when he pleased, he could whistle thern back. Line I07. Who pepper'd the highest, was surest to please. Line I 12. When they talk'd of their Raphaels, Correggios, and stuff, He shifted his' trumpet, and only took snuff. Line I45. Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them. The Hermit. Stanza 6. Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.' Ibid. Stanza 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. Stanza i9. The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too. Ibid. Stanza zult. 1 Cf. Young, Night Thoughts, iv. Line II8.

Page  349 Goldsmith. 349 The naked. every day he clad When he put on his clothes. Elegy on the Death of a MLHad Dog. And in that town a dog was'found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree. Ibid. The dog, to gain his private ends, Went mad, and bit the man. Ibid. The man recover'd of the bite, The dog it was that died. fbid. 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? On Woman (Vicar of Wliakefeld, Ch. xxiv.). 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. abid. The wretch condemn'd with life to part, Still, still on hope relies; And every pang that rends the heart Bids expectation rise. Th e Cayptivity. Act ii. Orig. MIAS. Hope, like the gleaming taper's light, Adorns and cheers the way; And still, as darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray. ibid.

Page  350 350 Mason. [Goldsmith continued. Measures, not men, have always been my mark.' The Good-JNatured Man. Act ii. The very pink of perfection. She stoops to conquer. Act i. Sc. I. A concatenation accordingly. Ibid. Act i. Sc. 2. Ask me no questions, and I'11 tell you no fibs. Ibid. Act iii. The king himself has follow'd her When she has walk'd before. Elegy on Mrs. 3Mary Blaize.2 Such dainties to them, their health it might hurt; It's like sending them ruffles, when wanting a shirt.3 The Haunch of Venison. WILLIAM MASON. I725 -I797. The fattest hog in Epicurus' sty. Heroic Epistle. 1 Of this stamp is the cant of Not men, but measures. - Burke, Thoughts on the Cause of the Present Discontents. 2 Written in imitation of Chanson suzr le fameux La Palisse, which is attributed to Bernard de la Monnoye. "On dit que dans ses amours I1 fut caress6 des belles, Qui le suivirent toujours, Tant qu'il marcha devant elles." 3 To treat a poor wretch with a bottle of Burgundy and fill his snuff-box, is like giving a pair of laced ruffles to a man that has never a shirt on his back. - Tom Brown, Laconics.

Page  351 Burke. 35 1 EDMUND BURKE. I729- I797. The writers against religion, whilst they oppose every system, are wisely careful never to set up any of their own. Preface to A Vindication of Natural Sociezy.1 Vol. i. ys. 7. " War," says Machiavel, "ought to be the only study of a prince"; and, by a prince, he means every sort of state, however constituted. "He ought," says this great political Doctor, " to consider peace only as a breathing-time, which gives him leisure to contrive, and furnishes ability to execute, military plans." A meditation on the conduct of political societies made old Hobbes imagine that war was the state of nature. A Vindication of Natzral Society. Vol. i.p. 15. There is, however, a limit at which forbearance ceases to be a virtue. Observations on a Late Publication on the Present Statfe of the Nation. Vol. i.p. 273. Illustrious predecessor. Thoughts on the Cause of the Present Discontents. Vol. i. p. 456. When bad men combine, the good must associate; else they will fall, one by one, an unpitied sacrifice, in a contemptible struggle. Ibid. Vol. i. p. 526. 1 Boston Ed. I865 - I867.

Page  352 352 Burke. A people who are still, as it were, but in the gristle, and not yet hardened into the bone of manhood. Speech on Conciliation with America. Vo. ii. p. I I7. A wise and salutary neglect. Ibid. My vigour relents,- I pardon something to the spirit of liberty. Ibid. Vol. ii. p. i8. All government, indeed every human benefit and enjoyment, every virtue and every prudent act, is founded on compromise and barter. Ibid. Vol. ii. p. I69. The worthy gentleman who has been snatched from us at the moment of the election, and in the middle of the contest, whilst his desires were as warm, and his hopes as eager as ours, has feelingly told us what shadows we are, and what shadows we pursue. Speech at Bristol on Declinhzingthe Poll.1 Vol. ii. p. 429. They made and recorded a sort of institute and digest of anarchy, called the Rights of Man. On the Army Estimates. Vol. iii. p. 22I. You had that action and counteraction, which, in the natural and in the political world, from the 1 At the conclusion of one of Mr. Burke's eloquent harangues, Mr. Cruger, finding nothing to add, or perhaps, as he thought, to add with effect, exclaimed earnestly in the language of the counting-house, "I say ditto to Mr. Burke, I say ditto to Mr. Burke." - Prior's L/fe of Burke, p. 152.

Page  353 Burke. 353 reciprocal struggle of discordant powers draws out the harmony of the universe.l Reflections ozn the Revolution in France. Vol. iii. p. 277. 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. I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in, - glittering like the morning-star, full of life, and splendour, and joy..... Little did I dream that I should have lived to see such disasters fallen upon her in a nation of gallant men, in a nation of men of honour and of cavaliers. I 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. That of sophisters, economists, and calculators has succeeded. Ibid. Vol. iii. p. 33I. The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enterprise, is gone. Ibid. That chastity of honour which felt a stain like a wound. Ibid. Vol: iii. p. 332. 1 Mr. Breen, in his Modern English Literature, says: "This remarkable thought, Alison, the historian, has turned to good account; it occurs so often in his disquisitions, that he seems to have made it the staple of all wisdom and the basis of every truth." w

Page  354 354 Burke. Vice itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness. Reflections on the Revoltdion in France.'Vol. iii. p. 332. Kings will be tyrants from policy, when subjects are rebels from principle. Ibid. Vol. iii. p. 334. Learning will be cast into the mire and trodden down under the hoofs of a swinish multitude.l ibid. Vol. iii. p 335. Because half a dozen grasshoppers under a fern make the field ring with their importunate chink, whilst thousands of great cattle, reposed beneath the shadow of the British oak, chew the cud and are silent, pray do not imagine that those who make the noise are the only inhabitants of the field,- that, of course, they are many in number,- or that, after all, they are other than the little, shrivelled, meagre, hopping, though loud and troublesome insects of the hour. Ibid. Vol. iii. p. 344. He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves, and sharpens our skill. Our antagonist is our helper. bid. V. iii. p. 453. The cold neutrality of an impartial judge. Preface to Brissot's Address. Vol. v. p. 67. 1 This expression was tortured to mean that he actually thought the people no better than swine, and the phrase, the swinish muzltitzude, was bruited about in every form of speech and writing, in order to excite popular indignation.

Page  355 Burke. 35 5 And having looked to government for bread, on the very first scarcity they will turn and bite the hand that fed them.l Thoughts and Details on Scarcity. Vol. v. p. I56. All those instances to be found in history, whether real or fabulous, of a doubtful public spirit, at which morality is perplexed, reason is staggered, and from which affrighted Nature recoils, are their chosen and almost sole examples for the instruction of their youth. Letter i. On lhe Regicide of Peace. Vol. v. p. 3 I I. Early and provident fear is the mother of safety. Speech on the Petition of the Unitarians. Vol. vii. p. 50. I would rather sleep in the southern corner of a little country churchyard, than in the tomb of the Capulets.2 Letter to Matthew Smith. Prior's Life, p. 33. It has all the contortions of the sibyl, without the inspiration.3 Prior's Lifz of Burke. 1 We set ourselves to bite the hand that feeds us.Thoughts on the Cause of the Present Discontents. Vol. i. p. 439. 2 Family vault of "all the Capulets." - Reflections on the Revolution in France. Vol. iii. p. 349. 3 When Croft's Life of Dr. Youngf was spoken of as a good imitation of Dr. Johnson's style, " No, no," said he, " it is not a good imitation of Johnson; it has all his pomp, without his force; it has all the nodosities of the oak, without its strength; it has all the contortions of the sibyl, without the inspiration." - Prior's Life of Burke, p. 468.

Page  356 356 Blackstone. - Porteus. SIR WILLIAM BLACKSTONE. I723 —I780. The royal navy of England hath ever been its greatest defence and ornament; it is its ancient and natural strength, - the floating bulwark of our island. Commentaries.. Vol. i. Book i. Chz. xiii. ~ 418. Time whereof the memory of man runneth not to the contrary. Ibid. Book i. Ch. xviii. ~ 472. BEILBY PORTEUS. I73I- 8o8. In sober state, Through the sequester'd vale of rural life, The venerable patriarch guileless held The tenor of his way.l Deathl. Line Io8. One murder made a villain, Millions a hero. Princes were privileged To kill, and numbers sanctified the crime.2 Ibid. Line 154. War its thousands slays, Peace its ten thousands. Ibid. Line I78. Teach him how to live, And oh! still harder lesson, how to die.3 Ibid. Line 316. 1 Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way. Gray, Elegy, Stanza I9. 2 Cf. Young, p. 267. 3 There taught us how to live; and (oh! too high The price for knowledge) taught us how to die. Tickell, On the Death of Addison.

Page  357 Churchill. - Bickerstaff 357 CHARLES CHURCHILL. T73 - I764. He mouths a sentence, as curs mouth a bone. The Rosciad. Line 322. But, spite of all the criticising elves, Those who would-make us feel-must feel themselves.l Ibid. Line 86I. With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought. Epistle to William Hogarth. Be England what she will, With all her faults she is my country still. The Farewell. Apt alliteration's artful aid. Propahecy of Famine. Men the most infamous are fond of fame, And those who fear not guilt yet start at shame. The Author. ISAAC BICKERSTAFF. Circa 1735 - 1787. Hope! thou nurse of young desire. Love in a Village. Act i. Sc. I. There was a jolly miller once, Lived on the river Dee; He work'd and sung from morn till night: No lark more blithe than he. Ibid. Act i. Sc. 2. 1 Si vis me flere, dolendum est Primum ipsi tibi. - Horace, Ars Poetica, Io02.

Page  358 358 Gibbon. [Bickerstaff continued. And this the burthen of his song For ever used to be: I care for nobody, no, not I, If no one cares for me.' Ibid. Act i. Sc. 2. Young fellows will be young fellows. Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 2. Ay, do despise me. I'm the prouder for it; I like to be despised. The H5ypocrite. Act v. Sc. I. EDWARD GIBBON. 1737 - 1794. History, which is, indeed, little more than the register of the crimes, follies, and misfortunes of mankind.2 Decinze and Fall of the Roman Empire. Ch. iii. A heart to resolve, a head to contrive, and a hand to execute. Ibid. Ch. xlviii.' If naebody care for me, I'11 care for naebody. Burns, Ihhae a.Wfe o' my Ain. 2 L'histoire n'est que le tableau des crimes et des malheurs. - Voltaire, L'Ingenui, Ch. x. 3 Heart to conceive, the understanding to direct, or the hand to execute. - Junius, Letter xxxvii., Feb. 14, 1770.

Page  359 Beattie. 359 JAMES BEATTIE. 1735- I803. Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar? The Minstrel. Book i. St. I. Old age comes on apace to ravage all the clime. Ibid. Book i. St. 25. Mine be the breezy hill that skirts the down; Where a green grassy turf is all I crave, With here and there a violet bestrewn, Fast by a brook or fountain's murmuring wave; And many an evening sun shine sweetly on my grave! Ibid. Book ii. St. I7. At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still, And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove, When naught but the torrent is heard on the hill, And naught but the nightingale's song in the grove. The Hermit. He thought as a sage, though he felt as a man. Ibid. But when shall spring visit the mouldering urn? 0, when shall it dawn on the night of the grave? Ibid. By the glare of false science betray'd, That leads to bewilder, and dazzles to blind. Ibid. And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb. Ibid. How hard their lot who neither won nor lost. Epigram. The Bucks had dined.

Page  360 360 Cowper. WILLIAM COWPER. I73I - I800. United yet divided, twain at once. So sit two kings of Brentford on one throne.l The Task. Book i. The Sofa. Line 77. Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds, Exhilarate the spirit, and restore The tone of languid Nature. Ibid. Line I8I. The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change, And pleased with novelty, might be indulged. Ibid. Line 506. God made the country, and man made the town.2 Ibid. Line 749. O for a lodge in some vast wilderness,3 Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more. Book ii. The Timnepiece. Line I. 1 Two Kings of Brentford, from Buckingham's play of The Rehearsal. 2 God the first garden made, and' the first city Cain. Cowley,'The Garden. Essay v. God Almighty first planted a garden. - Bacon, Essays. Of Gardens. Divina natura dedit agros, ars humana aedificavit urbes. Varro, Res Rom. 3, I. 3 Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of wayfaring men. - Jeremiah ix. 2.

Page  361 Cowper. 36I Mountains interpos'd Make enemies of nations who had else, Like kindred drops, been mingled into one. The Task. Book ii. The Timepiece. Line I7. I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd. Ibid. Line 29. Slaves cannof breathe in England; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free; They touch our country and their shackles fall.' Ibid. Line 40. England, with all thy faults I love thee still, My country! 2 Ibid. Line 206. Presume to lay their hand upon the ark Of her magnificent and awful cause. Ibid. Line 23I. Praise enough To fill the ambition of a private man, That Chatham's language was his mother-tongue. Ibid. Line 235. There is a pleasure in poetic pains Which only poets know.3 Ibid. Line 285. 1 Servi peregrini, ut primum Gallize fines penetraverint eodem momento liberi sunt. - Bodinus, Liber i. c. 5. 2 Be England what she will, With all her faults she is my country still. Churchill, The Farewell. 3 There is a pleasure sure In being mad which none but madmen know. Dryden, Spanish Friar. Act ii. Sc. I. i6

Page  362 362 Cowper. Transforms old print To zigzag manuscript, and cheats the eyes Of gallery critics by a thousand arts. The Task. Book ii. The Timepiece. Line 364. Reading what they never wrote, Just fifteen minutes, huddle up their work, And with a well-bred whisper close the scene. Ibid. Line 4I I. Whoe'er was edified, themselves were not. Ibid. Line 444. Variety's the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavour. Ibid. Line 606. She that asks Her dear five hundred friends. Ibid. Line 642. Domestic Happiness, thou only bliss Of Paradise that has surviv'd the fall! Book iii. The Garden. Line 4I. Great contest follows, and much learned dust. Ibid. Line i6i. From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up. Ibid. Line I88. How various his employments, whom the world Calls idle; and who justly in return Esteems that busy world an idler too! Ibid. Line 352. Who loves a garden, loves a greenhouse too. Line 566.

Page  363 Cowper. 363 I burn to set the imprison'd wranglers free, And give them voice and utterance once again. Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, 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 Task. Book iv. Winter Evening. Line 34. Which not even critics criticise. Ibid. Line 5 I. And Katerfelto, with his hair on end At his own wonders, wondering for his bread.'T is pleasant, through the loop-holes of retreat, To peep at such a world, - to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd. Ibid. Line 86. While fancy, like the finger of a clock, Runs the great circuit, and is still at home. Ibid. Line ii8. O Winter, ruler of the inverted year. Ibid. Line I20. With spots quadrangular of diamond form, Ensanguined hearts, clubs typical of strife, And spades, the emblem of untimely graves. Ibid. Line 2I 7. 1 [Tar-water] is of a nature so mild and benign and proportioned to the human constitution, as to warm without heating, to cheer but not inebriate. - Bishop Berkeley, Siris, par. 217.

Page  364 364 Cowper. Gloriously drunk, obiey the important call. The Task. Book iv. Winter Evening. Line 5IO. Sidney, warbler of poetic prose. Ibid. Line 516. The Frenchman's darling.' Ibid. Line 765. But war's a game which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at. Book v. Winter Morning Wzalk. Line I87. The beggarly last doit. Ibid. Line 3I6. As dreadful as the Mahichean god, Adored through fear, strong only to destroy. Ibid. Line 444. He is the freeman whom the truth makes free. Ibid. Line 733. With filial confidence inspired, Can lift to Heaven an unpresumptuous eye, And smiling say, " My Father made them all!" Ibid. Line 745. There is in souls a sympathy with sounds; And as the mind is pitch'd, the ear is pleased With melting airs, or martial, brisk, or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies. How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet! Book vi. i4inter Walk at Voon. Line I. 1 It was Cowper who gave this now common name to the Mignonette.

Page  365 Cowper. 365 The Task continued.] Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And Learning wiser grow without his books. Book vi. W/inter Walk at Noon. Line 85. Knowledge is proud that he has learn'd so much; Wisdom is humble that he knows no more. Books are not seldom talismans and spells. Ibid. Line 96. Some to the fascination of a name Surrender judgment hoodwink'd. Ibid. Line Ioo. 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. Ibid. Line 560. An honest man, close-button'd to the chin, Broadcloth without, and a warm heart within. Epistle to 7osepkh Hill. Shine by the side of every path we tread With such a lustre, he that runs may read.l Tirocinium. Line 79. Absence of occupation is not rest, A mind quite vacant is a mind distress'd. Retirement. Line 623. 3 Cf. Habakkuk ii. 2.

Page  366 366 Cowper. An idler is a watch that wants both hands; As useless if it goes as if it stands. Retire ment. Line 68I. Built God a church, and laughed his word to scorn. Ibid. Line 688. I praise the Frenchman, his remark was shrewd, How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude! But grant me still a friend in my retreat, Whom I may whisper, solitude is sweet. Ibid. Line 739. Is base in kind, and born to be a slave. Table Talk. Line 28. No. Freedom has a thousand charms to show, That slaves, howe'er contented, never know. Ibid. Line 260. Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true, A truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew. Tr'uth. Line 327. How much a dunce that has been sent to roam, Excels a dunce that has been kept at home. The Progress of Error. Line 4I5. A kick that scarce would move a horse May kill a sound divine. The Yearly Distress. O that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. On the Receipt of my rNot/zer's Picture. The son of parents passed into the skies. Ibid. There goes the parson, oh! illustrious spark! And there, scarce less illustrious, goes the clerk. On observing some N255mes of Little Note.

Page  367 Cowper. 367 A fool must now and then be right by chance. Conversation. Line 96. A moral, sensible, and well-bred man Will not affront me, and no other can. Ibid. Line 193. I cannot talk with civet in the room, A fine puss-gentleman that's all perfume. Ibid. Line 283. The solemn fop; significant and budge; A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge.l Ibid. Line 299. His wit invites you by his looks to come, But, when you knock, it never is at home.2 Ibid. Line 303. 1 If he be not fellow with the best king, thou shalt find the best king of good fellows. - Shakespeare, Aing Heniy V Act v. Sc. 2. This man (Chesterfield) I thought had been a lord among wits, but I, find he is only a wit among lords. - Boswell's _7ohnson, Vol. ii. p. I3. Anl. I754. A wit with dunces, and a dunce with wits. - Pope, DLunciad, Book iv. Line 92. Although too much of a soldier among sovereigns, no one could claim with better right to be a sovereign among soldiers. - Walter Scott, Life of Napoleonz. He (Steele) was a rake among scholars, and a scholar among rakes. - Macaulay, Review of Aikin's Life of Addison. Temple was a man of the world amongst men of letters, a man of letters amongst men of the world.- Macaulay, Life and Writing s of Sir William Temple. 2 You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come; Knock as you please, there's nobody at home. Pope, Epignram.

Page  368 368 Cowper. Our wasted oil unprofitably burns, Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.l Conversationa. Line 357. That, though on pleasure she was bent, She had a frugal mind. History of 7ohn Gilpin. A hat not much the worse for wear. ibid. Now let us sing, Long live the king, And Gilpin long live he; And when he next doth ride abroad, May I be there to see! Ibid. Toll for the brave! The brave that are no more! All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore! On the Loss of thi Royal George. 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. What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. Walking with God. 1 Love in your hearts as idly burns As fire in antique Roman urns. Butler, HTdibras, Part ii. Canto i. 309. The story of the lamp which was supposed to have burned above 1,550 years in the sepulchre of Tullia, the daughter of Cicero, is told by Pancirollus and others.

Page  369 Cowper. 369 And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. Exhortation to Prayer. God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm. Light Shining out of Darkness. Behind a frowning providence He hides a shining face. Ibid. I am monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute. lVers poses sosed to be written by Alexander Selkirk. O Solitude! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Ibid. But the sound of the church-going bell Those valleys and rocks' never heard, Ne'er sigh'd at the sound of a knell, Or smiled when a sabbath appeared. Ibid. How fleet is a glance of the mind! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. Ibid. The path of sorrow, and that path alone, Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown. To an Afflicted Protestant Lady.'T is Providence alone secures In every change both mine and yours. A Fable. (Moral.) 16* x

Page  370 370 Cowper. The man that hails you Tom or Jack, And proves, by thumping on your back,' His sense of your great merit,2 Is such a friend, that one had need Be very much his friend indeed To pardon, or to bear it. On Friendshiz. Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day, Live till to-morrow, will have passed away. The Needless Alarm. (Moral.) He sees that this great roundabout, The world, with all its motley rout, Church, army, physic, law, Its customs and its businesses, Is no concern at all of his, And says - what says he? - Caw. The ackdazw. For't is a truth well known to most, That whatsoever thing is lost, We seek it, ere it come to light, In every cranny but the right. The Retired Cat. But strive still to be a man before your mother.3 Motto of No. iii. Connoisseur. 1 And friend received with thumps upon the back. Young, Universal Passion. 2 Var. "How he esteems your merit." 3 Thou wilt scarce be a man before thy mother. Beaumont and Fletcher, Love's Cure, Act ii. Sc. 2.

Page  371 Darwin. - Thurlow. 37I ERASMUS DARWIN. 173I- I802. Soon shall thy arm, unconquered steam! afar Drag the slow barge, or drive the rapid car; Or on wide waving wings expanded bear The flying-chariot through the field of air. The Botanic Garden. Part i. Ch. I. Line 289. No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears, No gem, that twinkling hangs from Beauty's ears, Not the bright stars, which Night's blue arch adorn, Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn, Shine with such lustre as the tear that flows Down Virtue's manly cheek for others' woes. Ibid. Part ii. The Loves of the Plants. Canto iii. Line 459. LORD THURLOW. I732 - i8o6. The accident of an accident. Speech in Reply to the Duke of Grafion. Butler's Reminiscences, I. I42. When I forget my sovereign, may my God forget me.l 27 Parl. Hist. 680; Ann. Reg. I789. 1 Whereupon Wilkes, seated upon the foot of the throne, and who had known him long and well, is reported to have said, somewhat coarsely but not unhappily it must be allowed, "Forget you! He'11 see you d-d first."Brougham, Statesmen of the Time of Geo./ I.L Thurlow.

Page  372 372 Greville. - Miickle. - Moss. MRS. GREVILLE.1 I7 —- I7 — Nor peace nor ease the heart can know, Which, like the needle true, Turns at the touch of joy or woe, But, turning, trembles too. A Prayer for Indj'e'rence. W. J. MICKLE. I734- I788. For there's nae luck about the house, There's nae luck at a'; There's little pleasure in the house When our gudeman's awa'. The Mariner's Wife. His very foot has music in't As he comes up the stairs. Ibid. THOMAS MOSS. Circa I740 -1808. Pity the sorrows of a poor old man, Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door, Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span; Oh! give relief, and Heaven will bless your store. The Beggar. A pampered menial drove me from the door. Ibid. 1 The pretty Fanny Macartney. 7aZlole's Memozirs.

Page  373 Langhorne. - Wo/cot. 373 JOHN LANGHORNE. 1735 - I779. Cold on Canadian hills or Minden's plain, Perhaps that parent mourned her soldier slain; Bent o'er her babe, her eye dissolved in dew; The big drops, mingling with the milk he drew, Gave the sad presage of his future years, The child of misery, baptized in tears.l The Country 7ustice. Part i. JOHN WOLCOT. I738 - I8I9. What rage for fame attends both great and small! Better be d-d than mentioned not at all. To the Royal Academicians. Care to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt, And every grin, so merry, draws one out. Expostulatory Odes. Odre xv. A fellow in a market town, Most musical, cried razors up and down. Farewell Odes. Ode iii. 1 This allusion to the dead soldier and his widow, on the field of battle, was made the subject of a print by Bunbury, under which were engraved the pathetic lines of Langhorne. Sir Walter Scott has mentioned, that the only time he saw Burns, this picture was in the room. Burns shed tears over it; and Scott, then a lad of fifteen, was the only person present who could tell him where the lines were to be found. - Chambers's Cyc. of Literature, Vol. ii.p. Io.

Page  374 374 Dickinson. - Adams. GEORGE WASHINGTON. I732 - I799. To be prepared for war is one of the most effectual means of preserving peace.l Speech to both Houses of Congress, 7anuary 8, 1790. JOHN DICKINSON. 1732 - I808. Then join in hand, brave Americans all; By uniting we stand, by dividing we fall. The Liberty Song. (1768.) JOHN ADAMS. 1735 - I826. The second day of July, 1776, will be the most memorable epocha in the history of America. I am apt to believe that it will be celebrated by succeeding generations as the great anniversary Festival. It ought to be commemorated, as the day of deliverance, by solemn acts of devotion to God Almighty. It ought to be solemnized with pomp and parade, with shows, games, sports, guns, bells, bonfires, and illuminations, from one end of this continent to the other, from this time forward for evermore. Letter to Mrs. Adams, Yuly 3, I776. 1 Qui desiderat pacem praeparet bellum. Vegetius, Rei AliZ. 3. Prolog.

Page  375 Henry. - Paine. 375 PATRICK HENRY. 1736- 1799. Caesar had his Brutus - Charles the First, his Cromwell - and George the Third (" Treason!" cried the speaker) -may profit by their example. If this be treason, make the most of it. Speech, 1765. Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but, as for me, give me liberty, or give me death! Speech, March, I775. THOMAS PAINE. I737 - I809. And the final event to himself (Mr. Burke) has been that, as he rose like a rocket, he fell like the stick. Letter to the Addressers. These are the times that try men's souls. The American Crisis. No. I. The sublime and the ridiculous are often so nearly related, that it is difficult to class them separately. One step above the sublime makes the ridiculous, and one step above the ridiculous makes the sublime again.1 Age of Reason. Part ii. adfin. (note.) 1 Probably the original of Napoleon's celebrated mot, "Du sublime au ridicule il n'y a qu'un pas."

Page  376 376 yefferson. THOMAS JEFFERSON. I743- I826. The God who gave us life gave us liberty at the same time. Summary View of tze Rig/hts of British America. When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth the separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation. A Declaration by the Representaltives of the United States of America. We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with inalienable rights: that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Ibid. We mutually pledge to each other our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honour. Ibid. Error of opinion may be tolerated where reason is left free to combat it. Inanzzrai Address. Equal and exact justice to all men, of whatever state or persuasion, religious or political; peace, commerce, and honest friendship, with all

Page  377 Stowell. 377 Jefferson continued.] nations, - entangling alliances with none; the support of the State governments in all their rights, as the most competent administrations for our domestic concerns, and the surest bulwarks against anti-republican tendencies; the preservation of the General Government in its whole constitutional vigour, as the sheet anchor of our peace at home and safety abroad;.... freedom of religion; freedom of the press; freedom of person under the protection of habeas corpus; and trial by juries impartially selected, - these principles form the bright constellation which has gone before us, and guided our steps through an age of revolution and reformation. Ibid. If a due participation of office is a matter of right, how are vacancies to be obtained? Those by death are few: by resignation none.l Letter to a Committee of th/e M]erchants of New Haven, I80i. LORD STOWELL. I'745- I836. A dinner lubricates business. Boswell's yohnson, viii. 67,?n. The elegant simplicity of the three per cents. Campbell's Czhancellors, Vol. x. Ch. 2I2. 1 Usually quoted, " Few die, and none resign."

Page  378 378 Quincy. - Barbauld. JOSIAH QUINCY (JUNIOR). I744- I775. Blandishments will not fascinate us, nor will threats of a "halter" intimidate. For, under God, we are determined that, wheresoever, whensoever, or howsoever, we shall be called to make our exit, we will die freemen. Observations on the Boston Port Bill, 1774. MRS. B3ARBAULD. I743- i825. Man is the nobler growth our realms supply, And souls are ripened in our northern sky. The Invitation. This dead of midnight is the noon of thought, And Wisdom mounts her zenith with the stars.' A Summer's Evening Meditation. Life! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather;'T is hard to part when friends are dear; Perhaps't will cost a sigh, a tear; Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not "Good night," but in some brighter clime Bid me "Good morning." Lzfe. 1 Often ascribed to Young.

Page  379 Th/rale. - Dibdin. - Mbore. 379 MRS. THRALE. 1740- I822. The tree of deepest root is found Least willing still to quit the ground;'T was therefore said, by ancient sages, That love of life increased with years So much, that in our latter stages, When pains grow sharp, and sickness rages, The greatest love of life appears. Th,'ree Warnings. CHARLES DIBDIN. I745 - I814. There's a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft, To keep watch for the life of poor Jack. Poor 7ack. Did you ever hear of Captain Wattle? He was all for love and a little for the bottle. Captain Waittle and HMiss Roe. HANNAH MORE. I745 - 1833. To those who know thee not, no words can paint! And those who know thee know all words are faint! Sensibility. In men this blunder still you find, All think their little set mankind. Florio. Part i. Small habits well pursued betimes May reach the dignity of crimes. ibid.

Page  380 380 yones. - Logan. SIR WILLIAM JONES. I746- 1794. Go boldly forth, my simple lay, Whose accents flow with artless ease, Like orient pearls at random strung. A Persian Song of Haniz. On parent knees, a naked new-born child Weeping thou sat'st while all around thee smiled; So live, that, sinking in thy last long sleep, Calm thou mayst smile, while all around thee weep. From the Persian. What constitutes a state? Men who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain. And sovereign law, that state's collected will, O'er thrones and globes elate, Sits empress, crowning good, repressing ill. Ode inz Initation of Alteus. Seven hours to law, to soothing slumber seven, Ten to the world allot, and all to heaven.' JOHN LOGAN. 1748- 788. Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year. To the Cuckoo. 1 Six hours in sleep, in law's grave study six, Four spend in prayer, the rest on nature fix. Translationz of lines zquoted by Sir Edward Coke.

Page  381 Morris. - Trumbull. 381 CHARLES MORRIS. 1739 - i832. Solid men of Boston, make no long orations; Solid men of Boston, banish strong potations.' Billy Pitt and the Farnmer. Oh give me the sweet shady side of Pall Mall. Town and Country. JOHN TRUMBULL. 1750- I83I. But optics sharp it needs, I ween, To see what is not to be seen. McFingfal. Canto i. Line 67. But as some muskets so contrive it, As oft to miss the mark they drive at, And though well aimed at duck or plover, Bear wide, and kick their owners over. Canto i. Line 93. As though there were a tie, And obligation to posterity. We get them, bear them, breed and nurse. What has posterity done for us, That we, lest they their rights should lose, Should trust our necks to gripe of noose. Canto ii. Line 12I. No man e'er felt the halter draw, With good opinion of the law. Canto iii. Line 489. 1 From Debrett's Asylum for Fugitive Pieces, VoL ii. p. 250.

Page  382 382 Sheridan. RICHARD BRINSLEY SHERIDAN. I75I -I8i6. A progeny of learning. The Rivals. Act i. Sc. 2. You are not like Cerberus, three gentlemen at once, are you? Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 2. The quarrel is a very pretty quarrel as it stands; we should only spoil it by trying to explain it. Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 3. As headstrong as an allegory on the banks of the Nile. Ibid. Act v. Sc. 3. My valour is certainly going! it is sneaking off! I feel it oozing out, as it were, at the palm of my hands. Ibid. Act v. Sc. 3. I own the soft impeachment. ibid. Act v. Sc. 3. Steal! to be sure they may, and, egad, serve your best thoughts as gypsies do stolen children, - disfigure them to make'em pass for their own.' The Critic. Act i. Sc. I. No scandal about Queen Elizabeth, I hope. Iid. Act ii. Sc. I. 1 Still pilfers wretched plans, and makes them worse; Like gypsies; lest the stolen brat be known, Defacing first, then claiming for his own. Churchill, The Apology, Line 233.

Page  383 Sheridan. 383 Where they do agree on the stage, their unanimity is wonderful. The Critic. Act ii. Sc. 2. An oyster may be crossed in love. Ibid. Act iii. You shall see a beautiful quarto page, where a neat rivulet of text shall meander through a meadow of margin. School for Scandal. Act i. Sc. I. I leave my character behind me. Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 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'11 warrant she'11 prove an excuse for the glass. Ibid. Act iii. Sc. 3. An unforgiving eye, and a damned disinheriting countenance. Ibid. Act iv. Sc. I. I ne'er could any lustre see In eyes that would not look on me; I ne'er saw nectar on a lip But where my own did hope to sip. The Duenna. Act i. Sc. 2. Had I a heart for falsehood framed, I ne'er could injure you. Ibid. Act i. Sc. 5. Conscience has no more to do with gallantry than it has with politics. Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 4.

Page  384 384 Crabbe. [Sheridan continued. The Right Honorable gentleman is indebted to his memory for his jests and to his imagination for his facts.l Speech in Reply to Mr. Dundas. (Sheridaniana.) You write with ease to show your breeding, But easy writing's curst hard reading. Clio's Protest. Moore's Life of Sheridan. Vol. i. p. I55. GEORGE CRABBE. 1754 - I832. 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.2 The Parish Register. Pt. i. Introduc. Her air, her manners, all who saw admired; Courteous though coy, and gentle though retired; The joy of youth and health her eyes display'd, And ease of heart her every look convey'd. Ibid. Pt. ii. 0Marriages. In this fool's paradise he drank delight. The Borouzgh. Letter xii. Players. Books cannot always please, however good; Minds are not ever craving for their food. Ibidt. Letter xxiv. Schools. In idle wishes fools supinely stay; Be there a will, and wisdom finds a way. The Birth of Flattery. 1 On peut dire que son esprit brille aux dbpens de sa memoire. - Le Sage, Gil Blas, Livre iii. Ch. xi. 2 Cf. Young, Ante, p. 267. 3 Cf. Milton, Paradise Lost, Book iii. Line 496.

Page  385 Burns. 385 ROBERT BURNS. 1759 - 1796. Where sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. Tam O'Shanter. Ah gentle dames! it gars me greet, To think how monie counsels sweet, How monie lengthened sage advices, The husband frae the wife despises. Ibid. His ancient, trusty, drouthy crony; Tam lo'ed him like a vera brither They had been fou for weeks thegither. Ibid. The landlady and Tam grew gracious Wi favours secret, sweet, and precious. zbid. The landlord's laugh was ready chorus. Ibid. Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, O'er a' the ills o' life victorious. Ibid. But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or, like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white, then melts for ever. Ibid. That hour, o' night's black arch the keystane. Ibid. Inspiring, bold John Barleycorn, What dangers thou canst make us scorn! Ibid. 17 y

Page  386 386 Burns. As Tammie gloured, amazed and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious. Tamz O'Shanter. Affliction's sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss! A Winter's NzgVht. Then gently scan your brother man, Still gentler, sister woman; Though they may gang a kennin' wrang, To step aside is human. Address to the Unco Guid. What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted. Ibid. If there's a hole in a' your coats, I rede ye tent it; A chiel's amang. ye takin' notes, And, faith, he'll prent it. On Captain Grose's Peregrinations throuzgh Scotland. O wad some power the giftie gie us, To see oursels as others see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us, And foolish notion. To a Louse. The best laid schemes o' mice and men Gang aft a-gley; And leave us naught but grief and pain For promised joy. To a Mouse. Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives elate Full on thy bloom.1 To a Mountain Daisy. 1 Final Ruin fiercely drives Her ploughshare o'er creation. Young, lNight Thoughts, ix. Line I67.

Page  387 Burns. 387 Perhaps it may turn out a sang, Perhaps turn out a sermon. Epistle to a Young Friend. I waive the quantum o' the sin, The hazard of concealing; But, och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling! ]bid. The fear o' hell's a hangman's whip To haud the wretch in order; But where ye feel your honour grip, Let that aye be your border. Ibid. An Atheist's laugh's a poor exchange For Deity offended! Ibid. And may you better reck the rede,l Than ever did th' adviser! Ibid. In durance vile here must I wake and weep, And all my frowzy couch in sorrow steep.2 Epistle from Esop5us to Maria. His locked, lettered, braw brass collar Shewed him the gentleman and scholar. The Tzwa Dogs. 1 And recks not his own rede. Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act i. Sc. 3. 2 Durance vile.- W. Kenrick (I766), Falstaff's Wedding, Act i. Sc. 2. It will not be amiss to take a view of the effects of this royal servitude and vile durance, which was so deplored in the reign of the last monarch. - Burke, Thoughts on the Present Discontents.

Page  388 388 Burns. O Life! how pleasant in thy morning, Young Fancy's rays the hills adorning! Cold-pausing Caution's lesson scorning, We frisk away, Like school-boys at th' expected warning, To joy and play. Epistle to 7ames Smith. O life! thou art a galling load, Alonrig a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I! Despondency. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min'? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' lang syne? AuldLangSyne. Misled by fancy's meteor-ray, By passion driven; But yet the light that led astray Was light from heaven. The Vision. And, like a passing thought, she fled In light away. Ibid. Now's the day, and now's the hour, See the front o' battle lour. Bannockburn. Liberty's in every blow! Let us do or die.l Ibid. Man's inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn. Man was made to mourn. 1 See Proverbs, p. 607.

Page  389 Burns. 389 Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes, 0; Her'prentice han' she tried on man, And then she made the lasses, 0!1 Green grow the Rashes. Some wee short hour ayont the twal. Death and Dr. Hornbook. The rank is but the guinea's stamp, The man's the gowd for a' that.2 Is there for Honest Poverty. A prince can make a belted knight,3 A marquis, duke, and a' that; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith, he maunna fa' that. Ibid. But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love for ever. Song. Ae Fond Kiss. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met or never parted, WVe had ne'er been broken-hearted! Ibid. 1 Man was made when Nature was But an apprentice, but woman when she Was a skilful mistress of her art. Cupid's Whirligig. I607. 2 I weigh the man, not his title;'t is not the king's stamp can make the metal better. - Wycherley, The Plaindealer, Act i. Sc. I. 3 Of the king's creation you may be; but he who makes a Count ne'er made a man. — Southerne, Sir Anthony Love, Act ii. Sc. I.

Page  390 390 Bturns. To see her is to love her, And love but her for ever. Bonny Lesley. 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 played in tune. Song. A Red, Red Rose. It's guid to be merry and wise, It's guid to be honest and true, It's guid to support Caledonia's cause, And bide by the buff and the blue. Here's a health to them that's awa.'T is sweeter for thee despairing, Than aught in the world beside, -Jessy! 7essy. Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new. The Cotter's Sacturday Night. Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale. Ibid. He wales a portion with judicious care; And " Let us worship God! " he says, with solemn air. Ibid. From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs, That makes herloved at home, revered abroad: Princes and lords are but the breath of kings, " An honest man's the noblest work of God." Ibid.

Page  391 Kem ble. - Barrington. - Pitt. 39 L J. P. KEMBLE. i757 - I823. I give thee all - I can no more, Tho' poor the offering be; My heart and lute are all the store That I can bring to thee. Lodoiska. Act iii. Sc. I. Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But - why did you kick me down stairs? The Panel. Act i. Sc. I. GEORGE BARRINGTON. I755 - True patriots all; for be it understood We left our country for our country's good.2 Prologue written for the Opening of the Play-house at New South Wales, 7an. i6, i796. Barrington's " New South Wales," p. I52. WILLIAM PITT. 1759 - I8o6. Prostrate the beauteous ruin lies; and all That shared its shelter, perish in its fall. From The Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin. No. xxxvi. 1 Altered from Bickerstaff's'Tis Well it's no Worse. The lines are also-found in Debrett's AsylumforFugitive Pieces, Vol. i.. p. 15. 2.'T was for the good of my country that I should be abroad. - Farquhar, The Beaux' Stratagem, Act iii. Sc. 2.

Page  392 392 Com a n. - Hu dis. GEORGE COLMAN, THE YOUNGER. I762- I836. On their own merits modest men are dumb. Epilogue to the Heir at Law. And what's impossible can't be, And never, never comes to pass. The Maid of the Moor. Three stories high, long, dull, and old, As great lords' stories often are. Ibid. Like two single gentlemen, rolled into one. Lodgings for Single Gentlemen. But when ill indeed, E'en dismissing the doctor don't always succeed. Ibid. When taken To be well shaken. The Newcastle Apothecary. Thank you, good sir, I owe you one. The Poor Gentleman. Act i. Sc. 2. O Miss Bailey, Unfortunate Miss Bailey! Love laughs at Zocksmiths. Act ii. Song. JAMES HURDIS. 1763-I80oI. Rise with the lark, and with the lark to bed. The Village Curate.

Page  393 Pinckney. - Lee. - Everett. 393 CHARLES COTESWORTH PINCKNEY. I746- I825. Millions for defence, but not one cent for tribute. When Ambassador to the French Republic, I796. HENRY LEE. 1756- I8I6. To the memory of the Man, first in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his countrymen. Eulogy on Washington. Delivered by Gen. Lee, Dec. 26, 1799.1 Memoirs of Lee. DAVID EVERETT. 1769- I813. You'd scarce expect one of my age To speak in public on the stage; And if I chance to fall below Demosthenes or Cicero, Don't view me with a critic's eye, But pass my imperfections by. Large streams from little fountains flow, Tall oaks from little acorns grow. Lines written for a School Declamation. 1 To the memory of the Man, first in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his fellow-citizens. - From the Resolutions presented to the House of Representatives, on the Death of General Washington, December, I799. Marshall's Life of Washington. 17 *

Page  394 394 Barere. - Fouche: - Morton. MADAME ROLAND. 1754- I793. O liberty! liberty! how many crimes are committed in thy name! (I793.) BERTRAND BARERE. 1755- I84I. The tree of liberty only grows when watered by the blood of tyrants.' Speech in the Convention2 Nationale. 1792. -------- JOSEPH FOUCHE. 1763- I820. It is more than a crime, it is a political fault; 2 words which I record because they have been repeated and attributed to others. Memoirs of Fouche' THOMAS MORTON. I764- I838. What will Mrs. Grundy say? Speed the Plouzgh. Act i. Sc. I. Push on -keep moving. A Cure for the Heartache. Act ii. Sc. I. Approbation from Sir Hubert Stanley is praise indeed. ibid. Act v. Sc. 2. 1 L'arbre de la liberte ne croft qu'arrose par le sang des tyrans. 2 Commonly quoted, "It is worse than a crime, it is a blunder," and attributed to Talleyrand.

Page  395 Ferriar. - Mackintosh. 395 JOHN FERRIAR. I764-I815. Illustrations of Sterne. The princeps copy, clad in blue and gold. Bibliomania. Line 6. Now cheaply bought - for thrice their weight in gold. Ibid. Lize 65. Torn from their destined page (unworthy meed Of knightly counsel, and heroic deed). Ibid. Line 121. How pure the joy, when first my hands unfold The small, rare volume, black with tarnish'd gold! Ibid. Line 137. SIR JAMES MACKINTOSH. 1765 - i832. Diffused knowledge immortalizes itself. Vindicia Gallic,. The commons, faithful to their system, remained in a wise and masterly inactivity. Ibid. Disciplined inaction. Causes of the Revolution of i688, ch. vii. The frivolous work of polished idleness. Dissertation on Ethical Philosophy. Remarks an Thomas Brown.

Page  396 396 Hall. - Kotzebue. - Brydges. ROBERT HALL. I764- 831. His imperial fancy has laid all nature under tribute, and has collected riches from every scene of the creation and every walk of art. (Of Burke.) Apologyfor the Freedom of the Press. He might be a very clever man by nature, for aught I know, but he laid so many books upon his head that his brains could not move. (Of Kippis.) From Gregoly's Life of Hall. Call things by their right names..... Glass of brandy and water! That is the current, but not the appropriate name; ask for a glass of liquid fire and distilled damnation. Ibitd. KOTZEBUE. I76I - I8I9. There is another and a better world. The Stranger. Act i. Sc. I. Trans. by A. Schink, London. 1799. SIR SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES. I762- i837. The glory dies not, and the grief is past. Sonnet on the Death of Sir Walter Scott.

Page  397 Adams. - 5ackson. - Quincy. 397 JOHN QUINCY ADAMS. I767- 848. This hand, to tyrants ever sworn the foe, For freedom only deals the deadly blow; Then sheathes in calm repose the vengeful blade, For gentle peace in freedom's hallowed shade.' Written in an Album, 1842. ANDREW JACKSON. I767 -I845. Our Federal Union: It must be preserved. Toastgiven on the 7ft~erson Birthday Celebration in I830. Benton's Thirty Years' View. i. I48. JOSIAH QUINCY. I772- i864. If this bill (for the admission of Orleans territory as a State) passes, it is my deliberate opinion that it is virtually a dissolution of the Union; that it will free the States from their moral obligation, and, as it will be the right of all, so it will be the duty of some, definitely to prepare for a separation, amicably if they can, violently if they must.2 Abridged Cong. Debates, 7an. I4, i8Ii. VoZ. iv. p. 327. 1 Manus haec inimica tyrannis Ense petit placidam sub libertate quietem. Agernon Sidney. 2 The gentleman (Mr. Quincy) cannot have forgotten his own sentiment, uttered even on the floor of this House, "Peaceably if we can, forcibly if we must." — Henry Clay, Speech, 7an. 8, I8I3.

Page  398 398 Canning. GEORGE CANNING. I770-I827. Story! God bless you! I have none to tell, sir. The Friend of Humanity and the Knife- Grinder. I give thee sixpence! I will see thee d-d first. Ibid. So down thy hill, romantic Ashbourn, glides The Derby dilly, carrying Three INSIDES. The Loves of the Triangles. Line I78. A sudden thought strikes me, -ilet us swear an eternal friendship. Ibid. The Rovers. Act i. Sc. I. And finds, with keen, discriminating sight, Black's not so black;- nor white so very white. NVezw Morality, xxxvi. Give me the avow'd, the 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 / Ibid. I called the New World into existence to redress the balance of the old. The King's Message. (Dec. I2, I826.) No, here's to the pilot that weathered the storm. The Pilot that weathered the Storm.

Page  399 Rogers. 399 SAMUEL ROGERS. 1763 - I855. A guardian angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing. Hulman Life. Firesidehappiness, to hours of ease Blest with that charm, the certainty to please. Ibid. The soul of music slumbers in the shell, Till waked and kindled by the master's spell; And feeling hearts; touch them but rightly, pour A thousand melodies unheard before! Ibid. Then, never less alone than when alone.1 Ibid. Those that he loved so long and sees no more, Loved and still loves,- not dead, but gone before, 2 He gathers round him. Ibid. Mine be a cot beside the hill; A beehive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall, shall linger near. A Wish. 1 Numquam se minus otiosum esse, quam quum otiosus, nec minus solumn, quamn quum solus esset. - Cicero, De Officiis, Lib. iii. cap. I. 2 In a collection of Epitaphs published by Lackington & Co. (Vol. ii. p. 143), an epitaph is given " On Mary Angell at Stepney, who died I693," in which this line appears, " Not lost, but gone before." - Notes and Queries, 3d Ser. x. p. 404.

Page  400 400 Tobin. [Rogers continued. That very law which moulds a tear And bids it trickle from its source, That law preserves the earth a sphere And guides the planets in their course. To a Tear. She was good as she was fair. None- none on earth above her! As pure in thought as angels are, To know her was to love her.'l acqueline. St. I. The good are better made by ill, As odours crushed are sweeter still.2 Ibid. St. 3. JOHN TOBIN. I770-I804. The man that lays his hand upon a wbman, Save in the way of kindness, is a wretch, Whom't were gross flattery to name a coward. The Honeymoon. Act ii. Sc. I. She's adorned Amply that in her husband's eye looks lovely, - The truest mirror that an honest wife Can see her beauty in. Ibid. Act iii. Sc. 4. 1 To see her is to love her, And love but her for ever. Burns, Bonny Lesley. I will, if you please, take you to the house, and introduce you to its worthy master, whom to know is to love. - Sir Humphrey Davy, Salimonia, Eighth Day. None knew thee but to love thee. - Halleck, On the Death of Drake. 2 Virtue is like precious odours, most fragrant when they are incensed or crushed.- Bacon, Of Adversity.

Page  401 Wordsworth. 401 WILLIAM WORDSWORTH.' I770- I850. And homeless near a thousand homes I stood, And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food. Guilt and Sorrow. Stanza 4I. Action is transitory - a step, a blow, The motion of a muscle - this way or that. The Borderers. Act iii. The Child is father of the Man.2 My Heart Leaps Ujp. She gave me eyes, she gave me ears; And humble cares, and delicate fears, A heart, the fountain of sweet tears; And love, and thought, and joy. The Sparrow's Nest. The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door. Lucy Gray. Stanza 2. A simple Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? We are Seven. Drink, pretty creature, drink! The Pet Lamb. 1 Coleridge said to Wordsworth, "Since Milton I know of no poet with so manyfelicities and unforgetable lines and stanzas as you." - Wordsworth's Memoirs, ii. 74. 2 The childhood shows the man As morning shows the day. Milton, Par. Regained, Book iv. L. 220.

Page  402 402 Wordsworth. Until a man might travel twelve stout miles, Or reap an acre of his neighbour's corn. The Brothers. Sweet childish days, that were as long As twenty days are now. To a Butterfly. A noticeable Man with large gray eyes. Stanzas written in Thomson. She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. She dwelt among the untrodden ways. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. Ibid. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and oh! The difference to me! Ibid. A Briton, even in love, should be A subject, not a slave! Ere with cold beads of midnight dew. True beauty dwells in deep retreats, Whose veil is unremoved Till heart with heart in concord beats, And the lover is beloved. To Minds that have nothing to confer Find little to perceive. Yes! thou artfair.

Page  403 Wordsworth. 403 That kill the bloom before its time; And blanch, without the owner's crime, The most resplendent hair. Lament of Mary Queen of Scots. The bane of all that dread the Devil. The Idiot Boy. Something between a hindrance and a help. Michael. Lady of the Mere, Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance. A Narrow Girdle of Rough Stones. But He is risen, a later star of dawn. A Morning Exercise. Bright gem instinct with music, vocal spark. Ibid. And he is oft the wisest man, Who is not wise at all. The Oak and the Broom. We meet thee, like a pleasant thought, When such are wanted. To the Daisy. The poet's darling. Ibid. Thou unassuming Commonplace Of Nature. To the same Flower. Oft on the dappled turf at ease I sit, and play with similes, Loose types of things through all degrees. Ibid.

Page  404 404 Wordsworth. Often nave I sighed to measure By myself a lonely pleasure, Sighed to think I read a book, Only read, perhaps, by me. To the Sinall Celandine. O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird, Or but a wandering voice? To the Cuckoo. One of those heavenly days that cannot die. Nutting,. She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight. She was a phantom of delihzt. But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn. Ibid. A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles. Zbid. The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; A perfect Woman, nobly, planned, To warn, to comfort, and command. Ibid. The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face. Three years she gorew. That inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude. I wandered lonely.

Page  405 Wordsworth. 405 The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising; There are forty feeding like one! Written in Mlarch. A Youth to whom was given So much of earth, so much of heaven. Rut/. As high as we have mounted in delight In our dejection do we sink as low. Resolution and Independence. Stanza 4. But how can he expect that others should Build for him, sow for him, and at his call Love him, who for himself will take no heed at all? Ibid. Stanza 6. I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of him who walked in glory and in joy, Following his plough, along the mountain-side: By our own spirits we are deified: We poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness. Ibid. Stanza 8. Choice word and measured phrase above the reach Of ordinary men. Ibid. Stanza 14. And mighty Poets in their misery dead. Ibid. Stanza I7. "A jolly place," said he, " in times of old! But something ails it now: the spot is cursed." Hart-Leap Well. Part ii.

Page  406 406 Wordsworth. Hunt half a day for a forgotten dream. Hart-Leap Well. Part ii. Never to blend our pleasure, or our pride, With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels. Ibid. Sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt alone the heart. Tintern Abbey. That best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered acts Of kindness and of love. lbid. That blessed mood, In which the burden of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened. Ibid. The fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart. Ibid. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm By thoughts supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. Bid. But hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity. ibid.

Page  407 Wordsworth. 407 A sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused, Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, And the round ocean, and the living air, And the blue sky, and-in the mind of man: A. motion and a spirit, that impels All thinking things, all objects of all thought, -And rolls through all things. Ibid. Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her. Ibid. Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life. Ibid. Like - but oh! how different! Yes, it was the AMountain Echo. Type of the wise who soar, but never roam; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home! To a Skylark. The Gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul. Laodamia. Mightier far Than strength of nerve or sinew, or the sway Of magic potent over sun and star, Is love, though oft to agony distrest, And though his favorite seat be feeble woman's breast. Ibid. He spake of love, such love as Spirits feel In worlds whose course is equable and pure;

Page  408 408 Wordsworth. No fears to beat away,- no strife to heal, The past unsighed for, and the future sure. Laodamnia. Of all that is most beauteous imaged there In happier beauty; more pellucid streams, In ampler.ether, a diviner air, And fields invested with purpureal gleams. Ibid. Yet tears to human suffering are due; And mortal hopes defeated and o'erthrown Are mourned by man, and not by man alone. Ibid. But Shapes that come not at an earthly call Will not depart when mortal voices bid. Dion. Shalt show us how divine a thing A Woman may be made. To a Young Lady. But an old age serene and bright, And lovely as a Lapland night, Shall lead thee to thy grave. Ibid. Alas! how little can a moment show Of an eye where feeling plays In ten thousand dewy rays; A face o'er which a thousand shadows go. The Triad. The bosom-weight, your stubborn gift, That no philosophy can lift. Presentiment. Stern Winter loves a dirge-like sound. On the Power of Sound, xii.

Page  409 Wordsworth. 409 There's something in a flying horse, There's something in a huge balloon. Peter Bell. Prologue. St. I. The common growth of Mother Earth Suffices me, - her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. Ibid. St. 27. Full twenty times was Peter feared, For once that Peter was respected. Part i. St. 3. A primrose by a river's brim A yellow primrose was to him, And it was nothing more. Part i. St. I2. The soft blue sky did never melt Into his heart; he never felt The witchery of the soft blue sky! Part i. St. 15. As if the man had fixed his face, In many a solitary place, Against the wind and open sky! Part i. St. 26.1 The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration. Miscellaneous Sonnets. Part i. xxx. 1 The original edition (London, 8vo, I819) had the following as the fourth stanza from the end of Part I., which was omitted in all subsequent editions:Is it a party in a parlour? Crammed just as they on earth were crammed, - Some sipping punch, some sipping tea, But as you by their faces see, All silent and all damned. IS8

Page  410 41O Wordsworth. The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers. Miscellaneous Sonnets. Part i. xxxiii. Great God! I d rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea, Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn. Ibid. To the solid ground Of nature trusts the Mind that builds for aye. Ibid. Part i. xxxiv.'T is hers to pluck the amaranthine flower Of Faith, and round the Sufferer's temples bind Wreaths that endure affliction's heaviest shower, And do not shrink from sorrow's keenest wind. Ibid. Part i. xxxv. Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will; -Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still! Ibid. Part ii. xxxvi. And, when a damp Fell round the path of Milton, in his hand The Thing became a trumpet; whence he blew Soul-animating strains, - alas! too few. Ibid. Part ii. i. Soft is the music that would charm for ever; The flower of sweetest smell is shy and lowly. Ibid. Part ii. ix.

Page  411 Wordsworth. 411 Sweet Mercy! to the gates of'Heaven This Minstrel lead, his sins forgiven; The rueful conflict, the heart riven With vain endeavour, And memory of Earth's bitter leaven, Effaced for ever. Thoughts suggestefd on the Banks of Nith. The best of what we do and are, Just God, forgive. Ibid. The foaming flood seems motionless as ice; Frozen by distance. Address to Kilczhurn Castle. May no rude hand deface it, And its forlorn hicjacet! Ellen Irwin. Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again. The Solitary Reaper. The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more. Ibid. Because the good old rule Sufficeth them, the simple plan, That they should take who have the power, And they should keep who can. Rob Roy's Grave. The Eagle, he was lord above, And Rob was lord below. Ibid.

Page  412 4:12 Wordsworth. A brotherhood of venerable Trees. Sonnet. Composed at - Castle. Let beeves and home-bred kine partake The sweets of Burn-mill meadow; The swan on still St. Mary's Lake Float double, swan and shadow! Yarrow Unvisited. O for a single hour of that Dundee Who on that day the word of onset gave! Sonnet. In the Pass of Killicranky. A remnant of uneasy light. The Matron of 7edborougoh. But thou, that didst appear so fair To fond imagination, Dost rival in the light of day Her delicate creation. Yarrow Visited. Men are we, and must grieve when even the Shade Of that which once was great is passed away. On the Extinction of the Venetian Reypublic. Thou hast left behind Powers that will work for thee; air, earth, and skies; There's not a breathing of the common wind That will forget thee; thou hast great allies; Thy friends are exultations, agonies, And love, and man's unconquerable mind. To Toussaint L'OOuverture.

Page  413 Wordsworth. 413 Two voices are there; one is of the sea, One of the mountains; each a mighty Voice. Thought of a Briton on the Subjugation of Switzerland. Plain living and high thinking are no more. The homely beauty of the good old cause Is gone; our peace, our fearful innocence, And pure religion breathing household laws. Written in London, September, I802. Thy soul was like a Star, and dwelt apart. London, I802. So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness. Ibid. We must be free or die, who speak the tongue That Shakespeare spake; the faith and morals hold Which Milton held. Poems dedicated to National Independence. Part. i. Sonnet xvi. Every gift of noble origin Is breathed upon by Hope's perpetual breath. Ibid. Sonnet xx. A few strong instincts, and a few plain rules. Ibid. Part ii. Sonnet xii. Turning, for them who pass, the common dust Of servile opportunity to gold. Desultory Stanzas. That God's most dreaded instrument, In working out a pure intent,

Page  414 414 T7Wordsworth. Is man - arrayed for mutual slaughter; Yea, Carnage is his daughter.' Ode, 1815. The sightless Milton, with his hair Around his placid temples curled; And Shakespeare at his side, -a freight, If clay could think and mind were weight, For him who bore the world! The Italian Itinerant. Meek Nature's evening comment on the shows That for oblivion take their daily birth From all the fuming vanities of Earth. Sky-Prospect, front the Plain of France. The monumental pomp of age Was with this goodly Personage; A stature undepressed in size, Unbent, which rather seemed to rise, In open victory o'er the weight Of seventy years, to loftier height. The White Doe of Ryistone. Canto iii. Babylon, Learned and wise, hath perished utterly, Nor leaves her Speech one word to aid the sigh That would lament her. Eccies. Sonnets. Part i. xxv. Missions and Travels. Altered in later editions by omitting the last two lines, the others reading But Man is thy most awful instrument, In working out a pure intent.

Page  415 Wordsworth. 415'As thou these ashes, little Brook! wilt bear Into the Avon, Avon to the tide Of Severn, Severn to the narrow seas, Into main ocean they, this deed accursed An emblem yields to friends and enemies, How the bold Teacher's doctrine, sanctified By truth, shall spread, throughout the world dispersed." 1 Eccles. Sonnets. Part ii. xvii. To Wicklze. 1 In obedience to the order of the Council of Constance, (1415,) the remains of Wickliffe were exhumed and burnt to ashes, and these cast into the Swift, a neighbouring brook running hard by, and " thus this brook hath conveyed his ashes into Avon; Avon into Severn, Severn into the narrow seas, they into the main ocean. And thus the ashes of Wickliffe are the emblem of his doctrine, which now is dispersed all the world over." - Fuller, Czhurch History, Sec. ii. B. 4. Par. 53. Fox says: "What Heraclitus would not. laugh, or what Democritus would not weep?.... For though they digged up his body, burnt his bones, and drowned his ashes, yet the word of God and truth of his doctrine, with the fruit and success thereof, they could not burn." Book of Martyrs. Vol. i. p. 606, ed. I64I. "Some prophet of that day said,'The Avon to the Severn runs, The Severn to the sea; And Wickliffe's dust shall spread abroad, Wide as the waters be.'" From Address before the " Sons of New z Halmshire," by Daniel Webster, I849. These lines are similarly quoted by the Rev. John Cumming in the Voices of the Dead.

Page  416 416 Wordsworth. The feather, whence the pen Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men, Dropped from an Angel's wing.l Ibid. Part iii. v. Walton's Book of Lives. Meek Walton's heavenly memory. ibid. But who would force the Soul, tilts with a straw Against a Champion cased in adamant. Ibid. Part iii. vii. Persecution of the Scottish Covenanters. Where music dwells Lingering, and wandering on as loth to die Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof That they were born for immortality. Ibid. Part iii. xliii. Inside of King's Chapel, Ciambridge. Myriads of daisies. have shone forth in flower Near the lark's nest, and in their natural hour Have passed away; less happy than the one That, by the unwilling ploughshare, died to prove The tender charm of poetry and love. Poems composed in Summer of 1833. xxxvii. Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness. Expostulation and Re5ply. 1 The pen wherewith thou dost so heavenly sing Made of a quill from an Angel's wing. Henry Constable, Sonnet. Whose noble praise Deserves a quill pluckt from an angel's wing. Dorothy Berry, Sonnet.

Page  417 Wordsworth. 41 7 Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books, Or surely you'll grow double: Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks; Why all this toil and trouble? The Tables Turned. Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your Teacher. Ibid. One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can. Ibid. In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. Lines written in Early Spring. And't is my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. Ibid. O Reader! had you in your mind Such stores as silent thought can bring, O gentle Reader! you would find A tale in everything. Simon Lee. I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning; Alas! the gratitude of men Hath oftener left me mourning. Ibid. One that would peep and botanize Upon his mother's grave. A Poet's EpRitaph. St. 5. I8* AA

Page  418 ,418 Wordsworth. He murmurs near the running brooks A music sweeter than their own. A Poet's EjLitaih. St. Io. And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love. Ibid. St. I. The harvest of a quiet eye, That broods and sleeps on his own heart. Ibid. St. I3. My eyes are dim with childish tears, My heart is idly stirred, For the same sound is in my ears Which in those days I heard. The Fountain. A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free. Ibid. And often, glad no more, We wear a face of joy, because We have been glad of yore. Ibid. Maidens withering on the stalk. Personal Talk. St. I. Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good; Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow. The gentle Lady married to the Moor, And heavenly Una with her milk-white Lamb. Ibid. St. 3.

Page  419 -Wordsworthz. 419 Blessings be with them, and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares, The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays! Personal Talk. St. 4. Stern Daughter of the Voice of God! Ode to Duty. A light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove. Ibid. Give unto me, made lowly wise, The spirit of self-sacrifice; The confidence of reason give; And in the light of truth thy Bondman let me live. Zbid. Who, doomed to go in company with Pain, And Fear, and Bloodshed, miserable train! Turns his necessity to glorious gain. Character of the Happy Warrior. Controls them and subdues, transmutes, bereaves Of their bad influence, and their good receives. Ibid. But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for humankind, Is happy as a Lover. Ibid. Whom neither shape of anger can dismay, Nor thought of tender happiness betray. Ibid.

Page  420 420 Wordsworth. Sad fancies do we then affect, In luxury of disrespect To our own prodigal excess Of too familiar happiness. Ode to Lycoris. Or, shipwrecked, kindles on the coast False fires, that others may be lost. To the Lady Fleming. Small service is true service while it lasts: Of humblest Friends, bright Creature! scorn not one: The Daisy, by the shadow that it casts, Protects the lingering dew-drop from the Sun. To a Child. Written in her Album. Men who can hear the Decalogue, and feel No self-reproach. The Old Cumberland Beggar. As in the eye of Nature he has lived, So in the eye of Nature let him die! Ibid. To be a Prodigal's Favourite, - then, worse truth, A Miser's Pensioner, - behold our lot! The Small Celandine. The light that never was on sea or land, The consecration, and the Poet's dream. Suggested by a Picture of Peele Castle in a Storm. St. 4. A Power is passing from the earth. Lines on the Expected Dissolution of Mr. Fox. But hushed be every thought that springs From out the bitterness of things. Addressed to Sir G. I. B.

Page  421 Wordsworth. 42I Since every mortal power of Coleridge Was frozen at its marvellous source; The rapt one, of the god-like forehead, The heaven-eyed creature sleeps in earth: And Lamb, the frolic and the gentle, Has vanished from his lonely hearth. Extempore EffLsion upon the Death of yames Hogg. How fast has brother followed brother, From sunshine to the sunless land! Ibid. But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth. Ode. Intimations of Immortality. St. 2. Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting: The soul that rises with us, our life's Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar: Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter darkness, But trailing clouds of glory, do we come From God, who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy. At length the Man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day. Ibid. St. 5. The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction. Ibid. St. 9. Those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things,

Page  422 422 Wordsworth. Failings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised. Ode. Intimations of immortality.. St. 9. Truths that wake, To perish never. Ibid. Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither. lbid. In years that bring the philosophic mind. Ibid. St. io. The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality. To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears. Ibid. St. II. The vision and the faculty divine; Yet wanting the accomplishment of verse. The Excursion. Book i. The imperfect offices of prayer and praise. Ibid. That mighty orb of song, The divine Milton. Ibid. The good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket. Ibid.

Page  423 WordswortA. 423 This dull product of a scoffer's pen. The Excursion. Book ii. With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars. Ibid. Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop Then when we soar. Ibid. Book iii. Wrongs unredressed, or insults unavenged. Ibid. Monastic brotherhood, upon rock Aerial. Ibid. The intellectual power, through words and things, Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way!1 Ibid. Society became my glittering bride, And airy hopes my children. Ibid. There is a luxury in self-dispraise; And inward self-disparagement affords To meditative spleen a grateful feast. Ibid. Book iv. Pan himself, The simple shepherd's awe-inspiring god! Ibid. I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul 1 Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on, Through words and things, a dim and perilous way. The Borderers, Act iv. Sc. 2.

Page  424 424 Wordsworth. Listened intensely; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea. The Excursion. Book vi. One in whom persuasion and belief Had ripened into faith, and faith become A passionate intuition. Ibid. Spires whose "silent finger points to heaven." Ibid. Book vi. Ah! what a warning for a thoughtless man, Could field or grove, could any spot of earth, Show to his eye an image of the pangs Which it hath witnessed; render back an echo Of the sad steps by which it hath been trod! Ibid. Book vi. And, when the stream Which overflowed the soul was passed away, A consciousness remained that it had left, Deposited upon the silent shore Of memory, images and precious thoughts That shall not die, and cannot be destroyed. Ibid. Book vii. Wisdom married to immortal verse.2 Ibid. 1 An instinctive taste teaches men to build their churches in flat countries with spire-steeples, which, as they cannot be referred to any other object, point as with silent finger to the sky and stars. - Coleridge, The Friend, No. I4. 2 Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse. Milton, L'Allegro.

Page  425 Wordsworth. 425 A Man he seems of cheerful yesterdays And confident to-morrows. The Excursion. Book vii. The primal duties shine aloft, like stars; The charities that soothe, and heal, and bless, Are scattered at the feet of Man, like flowers. Ibid. Book ix. By happy chance we saw A twofold image; on a grassy bank A snow-white ram, and in the crystal flood Another and the same!1 Ibid. Another morn Risen on mid-noon.2 The Prelude. Book vi. Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive, But to be young was very Heaven! Ibid. Book xi. The budding rose above the rose full blown. ibid. And thou art long, and lank, and brown, As is the ribbed sea sand. And listens like a three years' child. Lines added to the Ancient Mariner.3 1 Mounts from her funeral pyre on wings of flame. And soars and shines another and the same. Darwin, The Botanic Garden. An equivalent of the Latin phrase "alter et idem," Joseph Hall's Mundus alter et idem, published circa I6oo. 2 Verbatim from Paradise Lost, Book v. Line 3I0. 3 Wordsworth, in his notes to We are Seven, claims to have written these lines in the Ancient Mariner.

Page  426 426 Southey. ROBERT SOUTHEY. 1774- 1843. How beautiful is night! A dewy freshness fills the silent air; No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven: In full-orbed glory, yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark-blue depths. Beneath her steady ray The desert-circle spreads, Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky. How beautiful is night! Thalaba. They sin who tell us Love can die: With Life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. The Curse of Kehama. Canto x. St. Io. Love is indestructible: Its holy flame for ever burneth; From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth; It soweth here with toil and care, But the harvest-time of Love is there. Ibid. Oh! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight? Ibid. Canto x. St. I I.

Page  427 Southey. 427 Thou hast been called, 0 sleep! the friend of woe; But't is the happy that have called thee so. Ibid. Canto xv. St. I I. Blue, darkly, deeply, beautifully blue.l.4Zadoc in Wales. v. And last of all an Admiral came, A terrible man with a terrible name, - A name which you all know by sight very well; But which no one can speak, and no one can spell. The Mfarch to Moscow. St. 8. He passed a cottage with a double coach-house, A cottage of gentility; And he owned with a grin, That his favourite sin Is pride that apes humility.2 The Devil's Walk. The Satanic school. From the Origfinal Preface to the Vision of _udfgment. "But what good came of it at last?" Quoth little Peterkin. "Why that I cannot tell," said he; "But't was a famous victory." The Battle of Blenheim. Where Washington hath left His awful memory A light for after times! Ode written during the War with A merica, i814. 1 Quoted by Byron, p. 489. 2 Cf. Coleridge, The Devil's ThOughts.

Page  428 428 Hopkinson. - Pitt. [Southey continued. My days among the Dead are passed; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old; My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day. Occasional Pieces. xviii. The march of intellect.' Colloquies on the Progress and Prospects of Society. Vol. ii. p. 360. JOSEPH HOPKINSON. I770- 842. Hail, Columbia! happy land.! Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band! Who fought and died in freedom's cause. Hail Columbia. WILLIAM PITT. i- -840. A strong nor'-wester's blowing, Bill; Hark! don't ye hear it roar now! Lord help'em, how I pities them Unhappy folks on shore now! The Sailor's Consolation. 1 The march of the human mind is slow. - Burke, Speech on Conciliation with America.

Page  429 Lamb. - Dibdin. 429 CHARLES LAMB. 1775- I834. Gone before To that unknown and silent shore. Hester. St. 7. I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in myjoyful school-days, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. Old Familiar Faces. And half had stagger'd that stout Stagirite, Written at Cambridge. W.ho first invented work and bound the free And holiday-rejoicing spirit down To that dry drudgery at the desk's dead wood? Sabbathless Satan! Work. A clear fire, a clean hearth, and the rigour of the game. Mrs. Battle's Opinions on Whist. Books which are no books. Detached Thoughts on Books. THOMAS DIBDIN. I77I-I84I. 0, it's a snug little island! A right little, tight little island! The Snug Little Island.

Page  430 430 Coleridge.: SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE. 17.72- I834. We were the first that ever burst Into that silent sea. The Ancient Mariner. Part ii. As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. Ibid. Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drink. Ibid. Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide, wide sea. Ibid. Part iv. A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware. Ibid. O sleep! it is a gentle thing, Beloved from pole to pole. Ibid. Part v. A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune. Ibid. Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread. Ibid. Part vi.

Page  431 Coleridge. 43' So lonely't was, that God himself Scarce seemed there to be. Th7e Ancient Mariner. Part vii. He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. Ibid. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things, both great and small. Ibid. A sadder and a wiser man, He rose the morrow morn. Ibid. And the Spring comes slowly up this way. Christabel. Part i. A lady so richly clad as sheBeautiful exceedingly. Ibid. Carved with figures strange and sweet, Ali made out of the carver's brain. Ibid. Her gentle limbs did she undress, And lay down in her loveliness. Ibid. A sight to dream of, not to tell! Ibid. That saints will aid if men will call: For the blue sky bends over all! Conclusion to Part i. Each matin bell, the Baron saith, Knells us back to a world of death. Ibid. Part ii. Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny, and youth is vain;

Page  432 432 Coleridge. And to be wroth with one we love, Doth work like madness in the brain. Christabel. Part ii. They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliff which had been rent asunder.; A dreary sea now flows between. Ibid. Perhaps't is pretty to force together Thoughts so all unlike each other; To mutter and mock a broken charm, To dally with wrong that does no harm. Conclusion to Part ii. Yes, while I stood and gazed, my temples bare, And shot my being through earth, sea, and air, Possessing all things with intensest love, 0 Liberty-! my spirit felt thee there. France. An Ode. v. Forth from his dark and lonely hiding-place, (Portentous sight!) the owlet Atheism, Sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon, Drops his blue-fringed lids, and holds them close, And, hooting at the glorious Sun in Heaven, Cries out, "Where is it?" Tears in Solitude. And the Devil did' grin, for his darling sin Is pride that apes humility.' The Devil's Thoughts. All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, 1 His favorite sin Is pride that apes humility. Southey, The Devil's Walk.

Page  433 Coleridge. 4 33 All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Love. Strongly it bears us along in swelling and limitless billows. Nothing before and nothing behind but the sky and the ocean. The Homeric Hexameter. Translatedfrom Schiller. In the hexameter rises the fountain's silvery column; In the pentameter aye falling in melody back. The Ovidian Elegiac Metre. Blest hour! it was a luxury - to be! Reflections on having left a Place of Retirement. Hast thou a charm to stay the morning star In his steep course? Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni. Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines. Ibid. Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! [bid. Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost. Ibid. Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God. Ibid. A mother is a mother still, The holiest thing alive. The Three Graves. Never, believe me, Appear the Immortals, Never alone. The Visit of the Gods.1 1 Imitated from Schiller. 19 BB

Page  434 434 Coleridge. The Knight's bones are dust, And his good sword rust; His soul is with the saints, I trust. The KniZht's Tomb. To know, to esteem, to love, - and then to part, Makes up life's tale to many a feeling heart! On Taking leave of, I8I7. In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. KzbZa Kzhan. A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Zbid. For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise. Ibid. Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade, Death came with friendly care; The opening bud to Heaven conveyed, And bade it blossom there. Epditaph on an znfant. The grand old ballad of Sir Patrick Spence. Dejection. St. I. Joy is the sweet voice, Joy the luminous cloud. We in ourselves rejoice!

Page  435 Coleridge. 435 And thence flows all that charms or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All colours a suffusion from that light. Dejection. St. 5. Greatness and goodness are not means, but ends! Hath he not always treasures, always friends, The good great man? three treasures,- love, and light, And calm thoughts, regular as infants' breath; And three firm friends, more sure than day and. night, - Himself, his Maker, and the angel Death. Reproof: Joy rises in me, like a summer's morn. A C/hristmnas Carol. viii. I counted two-and-seventy stenches, All well defined, and several stinks. Cologne. The river Rhine, it is well known, Doth wash your city of Cologne; But tell me, nymphs! what power divine Shall henceforth wash the river Rhine? Ibid. Flowers are lovely; Love is flower-like; Friendship is a sheltering tree; O the Joys, that came down shower-like, Of Friendship, Love, and Liberty, Ere I was old! Youth and Age.

Page  436 436 Coleridge. The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason. Wallenstein. Part i. Act ii. Sc. 4. Clothing the palpable and familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn. The Death of Wallensteimn. Act i. Sc. I. Often do the spirits Of great events stride on before the events, And in to-day already walks to-morrow. Ibid. Act. v. Sc. I. I have heard of reasons manifold Why Love must needs be blind, But this the best of all I hold, His eyes are in his mind. To a Lady, offended by a Sportive Observation. What outward form and feature are He guesseth but in part; But what within is good and fair He seeth with the heart. Ibid. My eyes make pictures, when they are shut. A Day-Dream. Be that blind bard, who on the Chian strand, By those deep sounds possessed with inward light,

Page  437 Montgomery. 437 Coleridge continued.] Beheld the Iliad and the Odyssey, Rise to the swelling of the voiceful sea. Fancy in Nubibus. Our myriad-minded Shakespeare. Biog. Lit. Ch. xv. A dwarf sees farther than the giant when he has the giant's shoulder to mount on.. The Friend. Sec. i. Essay 8. JAMES MONTGOMERY. I 77I- 854. When the good man yields his breath (For the good man never dies).2 The Wanderer of Switzerland. Part v. Friend after friend departs, - Who hath not lost a friend? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end. Friends. Once, in the flight of ages past, There lived a man. The Common Lot.'T is not the whole of life to live: Nor all of death to die. The Issues of Life and Death. 1 A dwarf on a giant's shoulders sees further of the two. - Herbert, _acula Prudentum. Grant them but dwarfs, yet stand they on giants' shoulders, and may see the further. - Fuller, The Holy State, Ceh vi. 8. 2 0uoKEwV J keye oY rov CYao1T$. - Callim, Ep. x.

Page  438 438 Montgomery. - Spencer. [Montgomery continued. If God hath made this world so fair, Where sin and death abound, How beautiful beyond compare Will paradise be found! The Earth fidll of God's Goodness. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him. I roam; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. At Home in Heaven. Gashed with honourable scars, Low in Glory's lap they lie; Though they fell, they fell like stars, Streaming splendour through the sky. The Battle of Alexandria. Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Uttered or unexpressed, The motion of a hidden fire That trembles in the breast. Original Hymns. What is Prayer? WILLIAM ROBERT SPENCER. I770- I834. Too late I stayed, - forgive the crime, Unheeded flew the hours; How noiseless falls the foot of time,? That only treads on flowers. Lines to Lady A. Hamilton. 1 Noiseless foot of time. - Shakespeare, All's Well that Ends Well, Act v. Sc. 3.

Page  439 Camnpbell. 439 THOMAS CAMPBELL. 1777- I844.'T is distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue. Pleasures of Hope. Part i. Line 7. But hope, the charmer, lingered still behind. Line 40. O Heaven! he cried, my bleeding country save. Line 359. Hope, for a season, bade the world farewell, And Freedom shriek'd - as Kosciusko fell! Line 38I. On Prague's proud arch the fires of ruin glow, His blood-dyed waters murmuring far below. Line 385. And rival all but Shakespeare's name below. Line 472, Who hath not owned, with rapture-smitten frame, The power of grace, the magic of a name? Part ii. Line 5. Without the smile from partial beauty won, O what were man? - a world without a sun. Line 2I. The world was sad, - the garden was a wild; And Mah, the hermit, sighed-till Woman smil'd. Line 37. While Memory watches o'er the sad review Of joys that faded like the morning dew. Line 45.

Page  440 440 Campbell. There shall be love, when genial morn appears, Like pensive Beauty smiling in her tears. Pleasures of Hope. Part ii. Line 95. And Muse on Nature with a poet's eye. Line 98. That gems the starry girdle of the year. Line I94. Melt, and dispel, ye spectre-doubts, that roll Cimmerian darkness o'er the parting soul! Line 263. O Star-eyed Science! hast thou wandered there, To waft us home the message of despair? Line 325. But, sad as angels for the good man's sin, Weep to record, and blush to give it in.' Line 357. Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind, But leave - oh! leave the light of Hope behind! What though my winged hours of bliss have been, Like angel-visits, few and far between.2 Line 375. The hunter and the deer a shade.' O'Conner's Child. St. 5. Another's sword has laid him low, Another's and another's; And every hand that dealt the blow, Ah me! it was a brother's! Ibid. St. Io. 1 Cf. Sterne, p. 326. 2 Cf. Norris, p. 238, and Blair, p. 307. a Verbatim from Freneau's Indian Burying-Ground.

Page  441 Campbell. 441 IT is the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before.' Lochiel's Warning. With his back to the field, and his feet to the foe. Ibid. Ye mariners of England! That guard our native seas: Whose flag has braved a thousand years, The battle and the breeze! Ye Mariners of England. III. Britannia needs no bulwarks, No towers along the steep; Her march is o'er the mountain-waves, Her home is on the deep. IV. The meteor flag of England Shall yet terrific burn; Till danger's troubled night depart, And the star of peace return. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave! lohzenlinden. There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin; The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill! 1 Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present. - Shelley, A Defence of Poetry. I9 *

Page  442 442 Campbell. For his country he sighed, when at twilight repairing, To wander alone by the wind-beaten hill. The Exile of Erin. To bear is to conquer our fate. On visiting a Scene in Argyleshire. The sentinel stars set their watch in the sky.l The Soldier's Dream. In life's morning march, when my bosom was young. Ibid. But sorrow returned with the dawning of morn, And the voice in my dreaming ear melted away. Ibid. There was silence deep as death; And the boldest held his breath, For a time. Battle of the Baltic. Triumphal arch, that fill'st the sky, When storms prepare to part; I ask not proud Philosophy To teach me what thou art. To the Rainbow. A stoic of the woods, - a man without a tear. Gertrude. Part. i. St. 23. O Love! in such a wilderness as this. Ibid. Part iii. St. I. The torrent's smoothness, ere it dash below! Ibid. Part iii. St. 5. 1 The starres, bright centinels of the skies. Habington, Castara, Dialogue between Nigoht andArahil.

Page  443 Sewall. - Paine. - Emmet. 443 Campbell continued.] Drink ye to her that each loves best, And if you nurse a flame That's told but to her mutual breast, We will not ask her name. Drink ye to her. To live in hearts we leave behind, Is not to die. Hallowed Ground. JONATHAN M. SEWTALL. I748- I8o8. No pent-up Utica contracts your powers, But the whole boundless continent is yours. Epilogue to Cato.1 ROBERT TREAT PAINE. 1772 - i8. And ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves, While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves. Adams and Liberty. ROBERT EMMET. 1780- I803. Let there be no inscription upon my tomb; let no man write my epitaph: no man can write my epitaph. Speech on his Trial and Conviction for High Treason, September, I803. Written for the Bow Street Theatre, Portsmouth, N. H.

Page  444 444 Scott. WALTER SCOTT. 1771- I832. Such is the custom of Branksome-Hall. The Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto i. St. vii. If thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moonlight. Canto ii. St. I. O fading honours of the dead! O high ambition, lowly laid! Canto ii. St. Io. I was not always a man of woe. Canto ii. St. I2. I cannot tell how the truth may be; I say the tale as't was said to me. Canto ii. St. 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. St. r. Her blue eyes sought the west afar, For lovers love the western star. Canto iii. St. 24. Along thy wild and willowed shore. Canto iv. St. I. Ne'er Was flattery lost on Poet's ear: A simple race! they waste their toil For the vain tribute of a smile. Canto iv. St. 35.

Page  445 Scott. 445 Call it not vain;- they do not err Who say, that, when the Poet dies, Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates his obsequies. The Lay of the Last MIinstrel. Canto v. St. I. 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 v. St. 13. 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 burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned - From wandering on a foreign strand? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no Minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles, power, and pelf, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim; Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down

Page  446 446 Scott. To the vile dust, from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonour'd, and unsung. T/he Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto vi. St. I. 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. Canto vi. St. 2. Profaned the God-given strength, and marred the lofty line. AMarmion. Introduc. to Canto I. Just at the age'twixt boy and youth, When thought is speech, and speech is truth. Introduc. to Canto ii. When, musing on companions gone, We doubly feel ourselves alone. Ibid.'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 betrayed for gold, That loved, or was avenged, like me. Canto ii. St. 27. In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying. Canto iii. St. Io. Where's the coward that would not dare To fight for such a land? Canto iv. St. 30. Lightly from fair to fair he flew, And loved to plead, lament, and sue;

Page  447 Scott. 447 Suit lightly won, and short-lived pain, For monarchs seldom sigh in vain..Marmion. Canto v. St. 9. With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye. Canto v. St. 12. But woe awaits a country when She sees the tears of bearded men. Canto v. St. i6. And dar'st thou then To beard the lion in his den, The Douglas in his hall? Canto vi. St. I4. O, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive! Canto vi. St. 17. O woman! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou! Canto vi. St. 30. "Charge, Chester, charge! on, Stanley, on!" Were the last words of Marmion. Canto vi. St. 32. O for a blast of that dread horn 1 On Fontarabian echoes borne. Canto vi. St. 33. To all, to each, a fair good-night, And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light! Ibid. L'E2nvoy. To the Reader. 0 O for the voice of that wild horn. - Rob Roy, Ch. 2.

Page  448 448 Scott. In listening mood, she seemed to stand, The guardian Naiad of the strand. The Lady of the Lake. Canto i. St. I7. And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace A Nymph, a Naiad, or a Grace, Of finer form, or lovelier face. Canto i. St. I8. A foot more light, a step more true, Ne'er from the heath-flower dashed the dew. Ibid. On his bold visage middle age Had slightly pressed its signet sage, Yet had not quenched the open truth And fiery vehemence of youth: Forward and frolic glee was there, The will to do, the soul to dare. Canto i. St. 2I. Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. Canto i. St. 31. Hail to the Chief who in triumph advances! Canto ii. St. 19. Some feelings are to mortals given, With less of earth in them than heaven. Canto ii. St. 22. Time rolls his ceaseless course. Canto iii. St. I. 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. St. I6.

Page  449 Scott. 449 The rose is fairest when't is budding new, And hope is brightest when it dawns from fears. The rose is sweetest washed with morning dew, And love is loveliest when embalmed in tears. The Lady of the Lake. Canto iv. St. I. Art thou a friend to Roderick? Canto iv. St. 30. Come one, come all! this rock shall fly From its firm base as soon as I. Canto v. St. Io. And the stern joy which warriors feel In foemen worthy of their steel. bid. Who o'er the herd would wish to reign, Fantastic, fickle, fierce, and vain!Vain as the leaf upon the stream, And fickle as a changeful dream; Fantastic as a woman's mood, And fierce as Frenzy's fevered blood. Thou many-headed monster thing, 0, who would wish to be thy king! Canto v. St. 30. Where, where was Roderick then? One blast upon his bugle horn Were worth a thousand men. Canto vi. St. i8. Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended; Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded. Pibroch of Donald Dhu. cc

Page  450 450 Scott. In man's most dark extremity Oft succour dawns from Heaven. The Lord of the Isles. Canto i. St. 20. Spangling the wave with lights as vain As pleasures in the vale of pain, That dazzle as they fade. Canto i. St. 23. 0, 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! Canto v. St. I8. Where lives the man that has not tried How mirth can into folly glide, And folly into sin! The Bridal of Trierimain. Canto i. St. 2I. When Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her fathers' God before her moved, An awful guide in smoke and flame. I vanzoe. Ch. xl. Sea of upturned faces. Rob Roy. Ch. xx. There's a gude time coming. Ibid. Ch. xxxii. My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor. Ibid. Ch. xxxiv. Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife! To all the sensual world proclaim, One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name. Old Mortality. Ch/ xxxiv. P. 45I.

Page  451 Woodwortih. 45 I Scott continued./ Within that awful volume lies The mystery of mysteries! The Monastery. Ch/. xii. And better had they ne'er been born, Who read to doubt, or read to scorn. ibid. Widowed wife and wedded maid. The Betrothed. C/. xv. But with the morning cool reflection came.' zi-izhland Widow. Introduction. What can they see in the longest kingly line in Europe, save that it runs back to a successful soldier? 2 Woodstock. Vol. ii. Ch. xxxvii. SAMUEL WOODWORTH. I785- I842. The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, which hung in the well. The Bucket. 1 At length the morn, and cold indifference, came. Rowe, The Fair Penitent, Act i. Sc. I. 2 Un soldat tel que moi peut justement pretendre A gouverner l'6tat, quafid il l'a su defendre. Le premier qui fut roi, fut un soldat heureux: Qui sert bien son pays, n'a pas besoin d'aieux. Voltaire, Aferope, Act i. Sc. 3.

Page  452 452 Moore. THOMAS MOORE. 1779- I852. This narrow isthmus'twixt two boundless seas, The past, the future, two eternities! Lalla Rookh. The Veiled Prophet of Khzorassan. There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream. Ibid. Like the stained web that whitens in the sun, Grow pure by being purely shone upon. ibid. One morn a Peri at the gate Of Eden stood disconsolate. Paradise and the Peri. But the trail of the serpent is over them all. Ibid. O, ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower, But't was 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- Worshizpers. Beholding heaven, and feeling hell. Ibid. As sunshine, broken in the rill, Though turned astray, is sunshine still. Ibid. Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter. Ibid.

Page  453 Moore. 453 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. The Light of the Harem. And, oh! if there be an Elysium on earth, It is this, it is this. Ibid. Love on through all ills, and love on till they die. Ibid. How shall we rank thee upon glory's page? Thou more than soldier and just less than sage. Poems relating to America. To Thomas Hume. Go where glory waits thee; But, while fame elates thee, Oh! still remember me. Irish Melodies. Go where glory waits. The harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls, As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise, Now feel that pulse no more. The Harp that once.

Page  454 454 Moore. [Irish Melodies continued. Fly not yet,'t is just the, hour When pleasure, like the midnight flower That scorns the eye of vulgar light, Begins to bloom for sons of night, And maids who love the moon. Fly notyet. Oh stay - Oh stay! - Joy so seldom weaves a chain Like this to-night, that, oh!'t is pain To break its links so soon. Ibid. And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns. 0 think not mzy spirits. Rich and rare were the gems she wore, And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore. Rich and rare. There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet. The Meeting of the Waters. Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree? Come send round the wine. The moon looks On many brooks, "The brook can see no moon but this.". While gazing on the moon's light. 1 This image was suggested by the following thought, which occurs somewhere in Sir William Jones's Works: "The moon looks upon many night-flowers, the nightflower sees but one moon."

Page  455 Moore. 45 5 Irish Melodies continued.] No, the heart that has truly lov'd never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close! As the sunflower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turn'd when he rose. Believe me, tf all those enzdearing. And when once, the young heart of a maiden is stolen, The maiden herself will steal after it soon. Ill Omens. But there's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream. Love's Youngz Dreazm. To live with them is far less sweet Than to remember thee!1 I saw thyform.'T is the last rose of summer, Left blooming alone. Last Rose of Summer. When true hearts lie wither'd And fond ones are flown, Oh! who would inhabit This bleak world alone? Ibid. You may break, you may shatter the vase, if you will, But the scent of the roses will hang round it still. Farezwell! Buat wheneveryou welcome the hour. Thus, when the lamp that lighted The traveller at first goes out, 1 In imitation of Shenstone's inscription, "..Heu! quanto minus est cum reliquis versari quam tui meminisse."

Page  456 456 Moore. [Irish Melodies continued. He feels awhile benighted, And looks around in fear and doubt. But soon, the prospect clearing, By cloudless starlight on he treads, And thinks no lamp so cheering. As that light which Heaven sheds. I'd mourn the hopes. No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us. Come o'er the sea. The light that lies In woman's eyes. The time I've lost. My only books Were woman's looks, And folly's all they've taught me. Ibid. I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart, I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art. Come, rest in this bosom. Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious, and free, First flower of the earth, and first gem of the sea. Remember thee. All that's bright must fade, The brightest still the fleetest; All that's sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest! National Airs. All that's bright mustfade. Those evening bells! those evening bells! How many a tale their music tells!

Page  457 Moore. 457 National Airs continued.] Of youth, and home, and that sweet time When last I heard their soothing chime. Those Evening Bells. Oft, in the'stilly night Ere Slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken! Oft in the stilly nzight. I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed! Ibid. As half in shade and half in sun This world along its path advances, May that side the sun's upon Be all that e'er shall meet thy glances! Peace be around thee. If I speak to thee in Friendship's name, Thou think'st I speak too coldly; If I mention Love's devoted flame, Thou say'st I speak too boldly. How shall I woo?

Page  458 458 Moore. National Airs continued.] To sigh, yet feel no pain, To. weep, yet scarce know why; To sport an hour with Beauty's chain, Then throw it idly by. TSe Blue Stocking. This world is all a fleeting show, For man's illusion given; The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, - There's nothing true but Heaven! Sacred Songs. The world is allf afeeting show. Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea Jehovah has triumph'd - his people are free. Ibid. Sound the louzd timbrel. Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. Dbid. Come, ye Disconsolate. I knew, by the smoke that so gracefully curled Above the green elms, that a cottage was near, And I said, "If there's peace to be found in the world, A heart that was-humble might hope for it here." Poems relating to America. Ballad Stanzas. To Greece we give our shining blades. Evenings it Greece. Ay, down to the dust with them, slaves as they are! From this hour let the blood in their dastardly veins,

Page  459 Cunningham. 459 Moore continued.] That shrunk at the first touch of Liberty's war, Be wasted for tyrants, or stagnate.in chains. On the Entry of the Auzstrians into laplles, I82I. A Persian's Heaven is eas'ly made,'T is but black eyes and lemonade. Intercepted Letters. Letter vi. Who ran Through each mode of the lyre, and was master of all. On the Death of Sheridan. Whose wit, in the combat, as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade. Ibid. Weep on; and, as thy sorrows flow, I'11 taste the luxury of woe. Anacreontic. The minds of some of our statesmen, like the pupil of the human eye, contract themselves the more, the stronger light there is shed upon them. Preface to Corruption and Intolerance. ALLAN CUNNINGHAM. 1785 - I842. A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast. A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea. While the hollow oak our palace is, Our heritage the sea. Itid.

Page  460 460 Heber. REGINALD HEBER. I783 -I826. Failed the bright promise of your early day! Palestine. No hammers fell, no ponderous axes rung; 1 Like some tall palm the mystic fabric sprung. Majestic silence! Ibid. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid. Epiphazy. By cool Siloam's shady rill How sweet the lily grows. First Sunday after Ej5ipha;ny. No. ii. When spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil. Seventh Sunday after Trinity. Death rides on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flower. At a Funeral Thou art gone to the grave! but we will not deplore thee, Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb. Ibid. No. ii. 1 Altered in later editions to No workman steel, no ponderous axes rung, Like some tall palm the noiseless fabric sprung. Silently as a dream the fabric rose, No sound of hammer or of saw was there. Cowper, The Task, Book v. The 4inter Morning 14Walk.

Page  461 Story. - Decatur. 46 I Heber continued.] Thus heavenly hope is all serene, But earthly hope, how bright soe'er, Still fluctuates o'er this changing scene, As false and fleeting as't is fair. On Heavenly Hope and Earthly Hope. From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand. AMissionary Hymn. Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile. Ibid. I see them on their winding way, Above their ranks the moonbeams play. Lines zwritten to a March. JOSEPH STORY. I779-1845. Here shall the Press the People's right maintain, Unawed by influence and unbribed by gain; Here patriot Truth her glorious precepts draw, Pledged to Religion, Liberty, and Law. Motto of the Salem Register. LJfe of Story, Vol. i. p. I27. STEPHEN DECATUR. 1779- I820. Our country! In her intercourse with foreign nations, may she always be in the right; but our country, right or wrong. Taoastgiven at Noifolk. April, I8I6.

Page  462 462 Webster. DANIEL WEBSTER. 1782-1852. Sink or swim, live or die, survive or perish, I give my hand and my heart to this vote.l Eulogy on Adams and?eferson, Augo. 2, 1826. Independence now and Independence forever.2 Ibid. When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood. Second Speech on Fool's Resolution. Liberty and Union, now and forever, one and inseparable. bid. We wish that this column, rising towards heaven among the pointed spires of so many 1 Mr. Adams, describing a conversation with Jonathan Sewall, in I774 says, " I answered, that the die was now cast; I had passed the Rubicon. Swim or sink, live or die, survive or perish with my country, was my unalterable determination." - Adams's TVorks, Vol. iv. Live or die, sink or swim. - Peele, Edward A. 2 Mr. Webster says of Mr. Adams, " On the day of his death, hearing the noise of bells and cannon, he asked the occasion. On being reminded that it was'Independent Day,' he replied,' Irdependence forever."' - Webster's Works, Vol i.p. I50.

Page  463 Webster. 463 temples dedicated to God, may contribute also to produce, in all minds, a pious feeling of dependence and gratitude. We wish, finally, that the last object to the sight of him who leaves his native shore, and the first to gladden his who revisits it, may be something which shall remind him of the liberty and the glory of his country. Let it rise! let it rise, till it meet the sun in his coming; let the earliest light of the morning gild it, and the parting day linger and play on its summit. Address on Laying the Corner-Stone of the Bzunker Hill Monuzment, I825. He smote the rock of the national resources, and abundant streams of revenue gushed forth. He touched the dead corpse of Public Credit, and it sprung upon its feet.' Speechz on Hamilton, March Io, I83I. On this question of principle, while actual suffering was yet afar off, they (the Colonies) raised their flag against a power, to which, for purposes of foreign conquest and subjugation, Rome, in the height of her glory, is not to be compared, -a power which has dotted over the surface of the whole globe with her possessions and military posts, whose morning-drum beat, 1 He it was that first gave to the law the air of a science. He found it a skeleton, and clothed it with life, colour, and complexion; he embraced the cold statue, and by his touch it grew into youth, health, and beauty. -Barry Yelverton (Lord Avonmore) on Blackstone.

Page  464 464 Webster. following the sun, and keeping company with the hours, circles the earth with one continuous and unbroken strain of the martial airs of England.1 Speech, M iay 7, I834. Sea of upturned faces.2 Speech, September 30, I842. I was born an American; I live an American; I shall die an American. Speech of r lly I7, I85o. 1 Why should the brave Spanish soldier brag the sun never sets in the Spanish dominions, but ever shineth on one part or other we have conquered for our king?Capt. John Smith, Advertisenzents for the Unexperienced,'c., Coll. MAass. Hist. Soc., 3d Ser.. Vol. iii. p. 49. I am called The richest monarch in the Christian world; The sun in my dominions never sets. Ich heisse Der reichste Mann in der getauften Welt; Die Sonne geht in meinem Staat nicht unter. Schiller, Don Karlos, Act i. Sc. 6. The stake I play for is immense, - I will continue in my own dynasty the family system of the Bourbons, and unite Spain forever to the destinies of France. Remember that the sun never sets on the immense empire of Charles V. (Napoleon, February, 1807). - Walter Scott, Life of Napoleon. 2 This phrase, commonly supposed to have originated with Mr. Webster, occurs in Rob Roy, Vol. i. Ch. 20.

Page  465 Miner. - Irving. - Napier. 465 CHARLES MINER. 1780- i865. When I see a merchant over-polite to his customers, begging them to taste a little brandy and throwing half his goods on the counter, thinks I, that man has an axe to grind. Who'll turn Grindstones.1 WASHINGTON IRVING. I783- i859. Free-livers on a small scale, who are prodigal within the compass of a guinea. The Stout Gentleman. The Almighty Dollar, that great object of universal devotion throughout our land, seems to have no genuine devotees in these peculiar villages. The Creole Village. SIR W. F. P. NAPIER. I785-I860. Napoleon's troops fought in bright fields, where every helmet caught some beams of glory, but the British soldier conquered under the cool shade of aristocracy; no honours awaited his daring, no despatch gave his name to the applauses of his countrymen; his life of danger and hardship was uncheered by hope, his death unnoticed. Peninsular War. Vol. ii. Book xi. Ch. 3. I8Io. 1 From Essays from the Desk of Poor Robert the Scribe, Doylestown, Pa., I8I5. It first appeared in the Wilkesbarre Gleaner.8 I8 I. 20 DD

Page  466 466 Byron. LORD BYRON. 1788- I824. Farewell! if ever fondest prayer For other's weal avail'd on high, Mine will not all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky. Farewell! if ever. I only know we loved in vainI only feel - Farewell! — Farewell! Ibid. When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years. When we two parted. Fools are my theme, let satire be my song. English Bards and Scotch Reviewers. Line 6.'T is pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print; A book's a book, although there's nothing in't. Line 5I. With just enough of learning to misquote. Line 66. As soon Seek roses in December, - ice in June; Hope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff, Believe a woman, or an epitaph, Or any other thing that's false, before You trust in critics. Line 75.

Page  467 -Byron. 467 Perverts the Prophets and purloins the Psalms. English Bards and Scotch Reviewers. Line 326. O Amos Cottle! Phcebus! what a name! Line 399. So the struck eagle, stretched upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, Viewed his own feather on the fatal dart, And winged the shaft that quivered in his heart.' Line 826. 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. Line 839. Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, oh, give me back my heart! Maid of Athens. Had sighed to many though he loved but one. Chzilde Harold's Pilgrimaage. Canto i. St. 5. If ancient tales say true, nor wrong these holy men. Canto i. St. 7. 1 That eagle's fate and mine are one, Which on the shaft that made him die. Espied a feather of his own, Wherewith he wont to soar so high. Waller, To a Lady singing a Song of his Cozmposing. 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. T. Moore, Corrtpion.

Page  468 468 Byron. Maidens, like moths, are ever caught by glare, And Mammon wins his way where Seraphs might despair. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto i. St. 9. Might shake the saintship of an anchorite. Canto i. St. II. Adieu, adieu! my native shore Fades o'er the waters blue. Canto i. St. 13. My native land - good night! Canto i. St. I3. 0 Christ! it is a goodly sight to see What Heaven hath done for this delicious land. Canto i. St. 15. In hope to merit Heaven by making earth a Hell. Canto i. St. 20. By Heaven! it is a splendid sight to see For one who hath no friend, no brother there. Canto i. St. 40. Still from the fount of Joy's delicious springs Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom flings.l Canto i. St. 82. War, war is still the cry, -"war even to the knife!' 2 Canto i. St. 86. 1 Medio de fonte leporum Surgit amari. aliquid quod in ipsis floribus angat. Lucretius. iv. 1. I I33. 2 "\ War even to the knife," was the reply of Palafox, the governor of Saragoza, when summoned to surrender by the French, who besieged that city in I8o8.

Page  469 Byron. 469 Gone, glimmering through the dream of things that were. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto ii. St. 2. A school-boy's tale, the wonder of an hour! Canto ii. St. 2. Dim with the mist of years, gray flits the shade of power. Canto ii. St. 2. The dome of Thought, the palace of the Soul.' Canto ii. St. 6. Ah! happy years! once more who would not be a boy? Canto ii. St. 23. None are so desolate but something dear, Dearer than self, possesses or possess'd. Canto ii. St. 24. 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. Canto ii. St. 26. Cooped in their winged sea-girt citadel. Canto ii. St. 28. Fair Greece! sad relic of departed worth! Immortal, though no more; though fallen, great! Canto ii. St. 73. Hereditary bondsmen! know ye not, Who would be free, themselves must strike the blow? Canto ii. St. 76. x And keeps that palace of the soul. - Waller, Of Tea.

Page  470 470 Byron. A thousand years scarce serve to form a state; An hour may lay it in the dust. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto ii. St. 84. Land of lost gods and godlike men. Canto ii. St. 85. Where'er we tread,'t is haunted, holy ground. Canto ii. St. 88. Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray Marathon. Canto ii. St. 88. Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart. Canto iii. St. I. Once more upon the waters! yet once more! And the waves bound beneath me as a steed That knows his rider. Welcome to the roar! Canto iii. St. 2. 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. Canto iii. St. 2. Years steal Fire from the mind as vigour from the limb; And life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim. Canto iii. St. 8. There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's Capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when

Page  471 Byron. 471 Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage-bell. Chzilde Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iii. St. 2 I. On with the dance! let joy be unconfined. Canto iii. St. 22. And there was mounting in hot haste. Canto iii. St. 25. Or whispering, with white lips —"The foe! They come! They come!" Canto iii. St. 25. Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave. Canto iii. St. 27. Battle's magnificently-stern array. Cantoiii. St. 28. And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on. Canto iii. St. 32. But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell. Canto iii. St. 42. He who surpasses or subdues mankind, Must look down on the hate of those below. Canto iii. St. 45. All tenantless, save to the crannying wind. Canto iii. St. 47. The castled crag of Drachenfels Frowvns o'er the wide and winding Rhine. Canto iii. St. 55. He had kept The whiteness of his soul, and thus men o'er him wept. Canto iii. St. 57.

Page  472 472 Byron. But there are wanderers o'er Eternity Whose bark drives on and on, and anchor'd ne'er shall be. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iii. St. 70. By the blue rushing of the arrowy Rhone. Canto iii. St. 7I. To me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture. Canto iii. St. 72. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction. Canto iii. St. 85. On the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar. Canto iii. St. 86. All is concentred in a life intense, Where not a beam, nor air, nor leaf is lost, But hath a part of being. Canto iii. St. 89. In solitude, where we are least alone. Canto iii. St. go. The sky is changed! and such a change! O night, And storm, and darkness! ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder. Canto iii. St. 92. Sapping a solemn creed with solemn sneer. Canto iii. St. I07.

Page  473 Byron. 473 I have not loved the world, nor the world me. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iii. St. II3. I stood Among them, but not of them. Canto iii. St. II3. I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand. Canto iv. St. I. Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles. Canto iv. St. I. Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound. Canto iv. St. 23. The cold - the changed - perchance the dead anew, The mourn'd, the loved, the lost -too many - yet how few! Canto iv. St. 24. Parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till-'t is gone - and all is gray. Canto iv. St. 29. The Ariosto of the North. Canto iv. St. 40. Italia! Oh Italia! thou who hast The fatal gift of beauty.1 Canto iv. St. 42. 1 A translation of the famous sonnet of Filicaja: — Italia, ItalZa, o tu cuifeo la sorte s

Page  474 474 Byron. Fills The air around with beauty. Czilde Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iv. St. 49. Let these describe the undescribable. Canto iv. St. 53. The starry Galileo with his woes. Canto iv. St. 54. The poetry of speech. Canto iv. St. 58. The hell of waters! where they howl and hiss. Canto iv. St. 69. The Niobe of nations! there she stands. Canto iv. St. 79. Yet, Freedom! yet thy banner, torn, b/ut flying, Streams like the thunder-storm against the wind. Canto iv. St. 98. Heaven gives its favourites - early death.' Canto iv. St. I02. Man! Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear. Canto iv. St. Io9. Egeria! sweet creation of some heart Which found no mortal resting-place so fair As thine ideal breast. Canto iv. St. II5. The nympholepsy of some fond despair. Canto iv. St. II5. Thou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth. Canto iv. St. I I5. 1 Cf. Don _Stan, Canto iv. St. I2.

Page  475 Byron. 475 Alas! our young affections run to waste, Or water but the desert. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iv. St. 120. I see before me the Gladiator lie. Canto iv. St. I40. There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother, —he, their sire, Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday. Canto iv. St. I41. "While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand; When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; And when Rome falls,- the World.".' Canto iv. St. I45. Scion of chiefs and monarchs, where art thou? Fond hope of many nations, art thou dead? Could not the grave forget thee, and lay low Some less majestic, less beloved head? Canto iv. St. I68. Oh! that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair Spirit for-my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And, hating no one, love but only her! Canto iv. St. I77. 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. Canto iv. St. 178. i Literally, the exclamation of the pilgrims in the eighth century, as recorded by the Venerable Bede. Cf. Gibbon, Decline and Fall, Ch. 71.

Page  476 476 Byron. Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean - roll i! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin- his control Stops with the shore. Childe Harold's Pilgrimage. Canto iv. St. I79. He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. Canto iv. St. I79. Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow —1 Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now. Canto iv. St. 182. Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests. Canto iv. St. i83. 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 wanton'd with thy breakers, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.2 Canto iv. St. I84. And what is writ, is writ, Would it were worthier! Canto iv. St. i85. Farewell! a word that must be, and hath beenA sound which makes us linger; - yet - farewell. Canto iv. St. I86. 1 And thou vast ocean, on whose awful face Time's iron feet can print no ruin-trace. Robert Montgomery, The Omnipresence of the Deity. 2 See Pollok, p. 501.

Page  477 Byron. 47.7 Hands promiscuously applied, Round the slight waist, or down the glowing side. Thze Waltz. 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. The Giaour. Line 68. Such is the aspect of this shore;'T is Greece, but living Greece no more! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting thete. Line go. Shrine of the mighty! can it be That this is all remains of thee? Line io6. For freedom's battle, once begun, Bequeath'd by bleeding sire to son, Though baffled oft, is ever won. Line 123. And lovelier things have mercy shown To every failing but their own; And every woe a tear can claim, Except an erring sister's shame. Line.418. The keenest pangs the wretched find Are rapture to the dreary void, The leafless desert of the mind, The waste of feelings unemploy'd. Line 957.

Page  478 478 Byron. Better to sink beneath the shock Than moulder piecemeal on the rock! The Giaour. Line 969. The cold in clime are cold in blood, Their love can scarce deserve the name. Line Io99. I die- but first I have possess'd, And come what may, I have been blest. Line III4. She was a form of life and light, That, seen, became a part of sight; And rose, where'er I turned mine eye, The Morning-star of Memory! Yes, Love indeed is light from heaven; A spark of that immortal fire With Angels shared, by Alla given, To lift from earth our low desire. Line II27. Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime; Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime?1 The Bride of Abydos. Canto i. St. I. Know'st thou the land where the lemon-trees bloom, Where the gold orange glows in the deep thicket's gloom, Where a wind ever soft from the blue heaven blows, And the groves are of laurel, and myrtle, and rose? Goethe, Wilhelm Meister.

Page  479 Byron. 479 Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, And all, save the spirit of man, is divine? The Bride of Abydos. Canto i. St. I. Who hath not proved how feebly words essay To fix one spark of Beauty's heavenly ray? Who doth not feel, until his failing sight Faints into dimness with its own delight, His changing cheek, his sinking heart confess The might - the majesty of Loveliness? Canto i. St. 6. The light of love, the purity of grace; The mind, the music breathing from her face,l The heart whose softness harmonized the whole, And oh! that eye was in itself a Soul. Canto i. St. 6. The blind old man of Scio's rocky isle. Canto ii. St. 2. Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life! The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray! Cajnto ii. St. 20. He makes a solitude, and calls it- peace.2 Canto ii. St. 20. Hark! to the hurried question of Despair: "Where is my child?" - an Echo answers - "VWhere? " 3 1 Cf. Lovelace p. I6i, and Browne's Religio Medici. Part ii. Sec. 9. 2 Solitudinem faciunt, - pacem appellant. Tacitus, Agricola, Cap. 30. 3 I came to the place of my birth, and cried, "The friends of my Youth, where are they?" And an Echo answered, " Where are they? " - From An Arabic MIS.

Page  480 480 Byron. O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home. The Corsair. Canto i. St. I. She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife. Canto i. St. 3. The power of Thought, - the magic of the Mind. Canto i. St. 8. The many still must labour for the one!. Canto i. St. 8. There was a laughing Devil in his sneer. Canto i. St. 9. Hope withering fled, and Mercy sighed Farewell! Canto i. St. 9. Farewell! For in that word, — that fatal word,- howe'er We promise - hope - believe, - there breathes despair. Canto i. St. I 5. No words suffice the secret soul to show, For truth denies all eloquence to woe. Canto iii. St. 22. He left a Corsair's name to other times, Linked with one virtue and a thousand crimes.1 Canto iii. St. 24. 1 Hannibal, as he had mighty virtues, so had he many vices; unam virtutemz mtie vitia comitantur: as Machiavel said of Cosmo de Medici, he had two distinct persons in him. - Burton, Anat. of AVel. Democritus to the Reader.

Page  481 Byron. 481 Lord of himself, — that heritage of woe! Lara. Canto i. St. 2. She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which Heaven to gaudy day denies. Hebrew M4~elodies. She walks in beauty. The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold. Ibid. The Destruction of Sennacherib. It is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard; It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whisper'd word. Parisina. St. I. Fare thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thzee e'elel. Fare thee Zwell. Born in the garret, in the kitchen bred. A Sketch. In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, And a bird in the solitude singing, Which speaks to my spirit of thee. Stanzas to Augtsta. When all of Genius which can perish dies. JMonody on the Death of Sheridan. Line 22. 21 EE

Page  482 482 Byron. Folly loves the martyrdom of Fame. Monody on the Death of Sheridan. Line 68. Who track the steps of Glory to the grave. Line 74. Sighing that Nature formed but one such man, And broke the die -in moulding Sheridan.l Line II7. Oh, God! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood. Prisoner of Chillon, viii. And both were young, and one was beautiful. The Dream. St. 2. And to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him. St. 2. She was his life, The ocean to the river of his thoughts,2 Which terminated all. St. 2. A change came o'er the spirit of my dream. St. 3. 1 Natura il fece, e poi ruppe la stampa. Ariosto, Orlando Fuzrioso, Canto x. St. 80. The idea that Nature lost thle perfect moultd has been a favorite one with all song writers and poets, and is found in the literature of all European nations. -Book of English Songs, p. 28. 2 She floats upon the river of his thoughts. Longfellow, The S2panish Student. Act ii. Sc. 3. Si che chiaro Per essa scenda della mente il fiume. Dante, Pzurg. Canto 13. 89.

Page  483 Byron. 483 And they were canopied by the blue sky, So cloudless, clear, and purely beautiful, That God alone was to be seen in Heaven. The Dream. St. 4. There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away. Stanzas for Music. There's not ajoy. I had a dream which was not all a dream. Darkness. My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea. To T7homnas Moore. Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate; And, whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Ibid. Were't the last drop in the well, As I gasp'd upon the brink, Ere my fainting spirit fell,'T is to thee that I would drink. Ibid. So we'11 go no more a roving So late into the night. So we' go. Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains; They crown'd him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow. Manfred. Act i. Sc. I.

Page  484 484 Byron. The heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old!The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns. Manfred. Act. iii. Sc. 4. For most men (till by losing rendered sager) Will back their own opinions by a wager. Beppo. St. 27. Soprano, basso, even the contra-alto Wished him five fathom under the Rialto. St. 32. His heart was one of those which most enamour us, Wax to receive, and marble to retain.' St. 34. Besides, they always smell of bread and butter. St. 39. That soft bastard Latin Which melts like kisses from a female mouth. St. 44. Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes, Soft as her clime, and sunny as her skies. st. 45. Oh0, Mirth and Innocence! Oh, Milk and Water! Ye happy mixtures of more happy days! St. 80. And if we do but watch the hour, There never yet was human power 1 For her heart is wax to be moulded as she pleases, but enduring as marble to retain whatever impression she shall make upon it. - Cervantes, La Gitanilla.

Page  485 Byron. 485 Which could evade, if unforgiven, The patient search and vigil long Of him who treasures up a wrong. Mazeppa. x. They never fail who die In a great cause. Marino Faliero. Act ii. Sc. 2. Whose game was empires, and whose stakes were thrones, Whose table earth -whose dice were human bones. The Age of Bronze. St. 3. I loved my country, and I hated him. The Vision of 7udgment. lxxxiii. Sublime tobacco! which from east to west Cheers the tar's labour or the Turkman's rest. The Island. Canto ii. St. i9. Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe, When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe; Like other charmdrs, 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. St. I9. My days are in the yellow leaf The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone! On my Thirty-sixth Year. In virtues nothing earthly could surpass her, Save thine "incomparable oil," Macassar! Don 7uan. Canto i. St. I7.

Page  486 486 Byron. But — oh! ye lords of ladies intellectual I Inform us truly have they not hen-pecked you all? Don 7ztan. Canto i. St. 22. The languages, especially the dead, The sciences, and most of all the abstruse, The arts,,at least all such as could be said To be the most remote from common use. Canto i. St. 40. Her stature tall - I hate a dumpy woman. Canto i. St. 6I. Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded That all the Apostles would have done as they did. Canto i. St. 83. And whispering "I will ne'er consent," - consented. Canto i. St. 117.'T is sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark Bay deep-mouthed welcome as we draw near home;'T is sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come. Canto i. St. I23. Sweet is revenge - especially to women. Caznto i. St. I24. And truant husband should return, and say, "My dear, I was the first who came away." Canto i. St. I41. Man's love is of man's life a thing apart,'T is woman's whole existence. Canto i. St. I94.

Page  487 Byron. 487 In my hot youth, - when George the Third was King. Don?yuan. Canto i. St. 212. So for a good old-gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avarice. Canto i. St. 2i6. What is the end of Fame?'t is but to fill A certain portion of uncertain paper. Canto i. St. 2 8. At leaving even the most unpleasant people And places, one keeps looking at the steeple. Canto ii. St. I4. There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms As rum and true religion. Cantofii. St. 34. *A solitary shriek, the bubbling cry Of some strong swimmer in his agony. Canto ii. St. 53. All who joy would win Must share it, -Happiness was born a twin. Canto ii. St. 172. A.long, long kiss, a kiss of youth and love. Canto ii. St. i68. Alas! the love of women! it is known To be a lovely and a fearful thing. Canto ii. St. 199. In her first passion, woman loves her lover: In all the others, all she loves is love.l Canto iii. St. 3. 1 Dans les premieres passions les femmes aiment l'amant, et dans ]es autres elles aiment l'amour. —La Rochefoucauld, Maxim 497.

Page  488 488 Byron. He was the mildest manner'd man That ever scuttled ship or cut a throat. Don yuan. Canto iii. St. 41. The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung. Canto iii. St. 86. I. Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. Canto iii. St. 86. I. The mountains look on Marathon And Marathon looks on the sea; And musing there an hour alone, I dreamed that Greece might still be free. Canto iii. St. 86. 3. You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one? You have the letters Cadmus gaveThink ye he meant them for a slave? Canto iii. St. 86. Io. Place me on Sunium's marbled steep, Where nothing, save the waves and I, May hear our mutual murmurs sweep; There, swan-like, let me sing and die. Canto iii. St. 86. i6. But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling, like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think. Canto iii. St. 88.

Page  489 Byron. 489 And if I laugh at any mortal thing,'T is that I may not weep. Don 7an-. Canto iv. St. 4. The precious porcelain of human clay.' Canto iv. St. I. "Whom the gods love die young," was said of yore.2 Canto iv. St. I2. These two hated with a hate Found only on the stage. Canto iv. St. 93. "Arcades ambo," id esi - blackguards both. Canto iv. St. 93. Oh! "darkly, deeply, beautifully blue,"' As some one somewhere sings about the sky. Canto iv. St. IIo. I've stood upon Achilles' tomb, And heard Troy doubted: time will doubt of Rome. Canto iv. St. IoI. That all-softening, overpowering knell, The tocsin of the soul - the dinner bell. Canto v. St. 49. 1 Cf. Dryden, Don Sebastian, Act i. Sc. I. 2 Quem Di diligunt Adolescens moritur. - Plautus, Bacch., Act iv. Sc. 6. *Ov o O0eo' /&Xoco-tv a7roOv'rKel -vos. Menander, qpud Stob. Fior. cxx. 8. ~3 Quoted from Southey, "Though in blue ocean seen Blue, darkly, deeply, beautifully blue." ZWadoc in Wales, v. 2i-X4

Page  490 490 Byron. The women pardoned all except her face. Don yuan. Canto v. St. I3. Heroic, stoic Cato, the sententious, Who lent his lady to his friend Hortensius. Canto vi. St. 7. A "strange coincidence," to use a phrase By which such things are settled now-a-days. Canto vi. St. 78. The drying up a single tear has more Of honest fame, than shedding seas of gore. Canto viii. St. 3. Thrice happy he whose name has been well spelt In the despatch: I knew a man whose loss Was printed Grove, although his name was Grose. Canto viii. St. i8. And wrinkles, the d -d democrats, won't flatter. Caznt x. St. 24. Oh for aforty parson power. Canto x. St. 34. When Bishop Berkeley said "there was no matter," And proved it -'t was no matter what he said. Canto xi. St. I. And, after all, what is a lie?'T is but The truth in masquerade. Canto xi. St. 37.'T is strange the mind, that very fiery particle, Should let itself be snuff'd out by an article. Canto xi. St. 59. Of all tales't is the saddest - and more sad, Because it makes us smile. Canto xiii. St. 9.

Page  491 Key. 49I Byron continued.] Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry away. Don _7uan. Canto xiii. St. I 1. Society is now one polished horde, Formed of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored. Canto xiii. St. 95.'T is strange -but true; for truth is always strange; Stranger than fiction. Canto xiv. St. IoI. The Devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice, An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice. Canto xv. St. 13. I awoke one morning and found myself famous. WMenmoranda from his Life, by JMoore; ch. xiv. The best of Prophets of the future is the Past. Letter, 7anuary 28, I821. F. S. KEY. I779-I843. Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation! Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto, " In God is our trust"; And the star-spangled banner, O long lay it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! The Star-spangled Banner.

Page  492 492 Hunt. - Pierpont. - Marcy. LEIGH HUNT. I784- I859. ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace. Abou Ben Adh/erm. And lo! BEN ADHEM'S name led all the rest. Ibid. O for a seat in some poetic nook, Just hid with trees and sparkling with a brook. Politics and Poetics. With spots of sunny openings, and with nooks To lie and read in, sloping into brooks. The Story of Rimrini. JOHN PIERPONT. I785 - i866. A weapon that comes down as still As snow-flakes fall upon the sod; But executes a freeman's will, As lightning does the will of God; And from its force, nor doors nor locks Can shield you; —'t is the ballot-box. A Wordfrom a Petitioner. WILLIAM L. MARCY. 1786 - I857. They see nothing wrong in the rule that to the victors belong the spoils of the enemy. Speech in the United States Senate, 7anuary, I832.

Page  493 Shze/iey. 493 PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY. I792- I822. How wonderful is Death! Death and his brother Sleep. Queen MAab. i. Power, like a desolating pestilence, Pollutes whate'er it touches; and obedience, Bane of all genius, virtue, freedom, truth, Makes slaves of men, and of the human frame A mechanized automaton. Ibid. iii. Heaven's ebon vault, Studded with stars unutterably bright, Thro' which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world. Ibid. iv. Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone. The Revolt of Islam. Dedication. St. vi. With hue like that when some great painter dips His pencil in the gloom of earthquake and eclipse. Ibid. Canto v. St. xxiii. Kings are like stars — they rise and set - they have The worship of the world, but no repose.l Hellas. 1 Princes are like to heavenly bodies, which cause good or evil times, and which have much veneration, but no rest. -Bacon, Essay xx. Empire.

Page  494 494 Shelley. All love is sweet, Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever. They who inspire it most are fortunate, As I am now; but those who feel it most Are happier still.' Prometheus Unbound. Act ii. Sc. 5. Those who inflict must suffer, for they see The work of their own hearts, and that must be Our chastisement or recompense. _7zuian and HMaddalo. Most wretched men Are cradled into poetry by wrong; They learn in suffering what they teach in song. Ibid. I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear. Stanzas, written in Dejection, near Naples. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon. The Cloud. iv. A pard-like spirit, beautiful and swift. Adonais xxxii. Life, like'a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of eternity. Ibid. lii. 1 The pleasure of love is in loving. We are happier in the passion we feel than in that we excite. - Rochefoucauld, Maxim 78.

Page  495 Barrett. - Steers. 495 Shelley continued.] Music, when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Poems written in I82 I. To The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow! Poems written in I82I. To EATON STANNARD BARRETT. 1785 - I820. Not she with trait'rous kiss her Saviour stung, Not she denied him with unholy tongue; She, while apostles shrank, could danger brave, Last at his cross, and earliest at his grave. Woman. Part i. Ed. 1822.1 MISS FANNY STEERS. The last link is broken That bound me to thee, And the words thou hast spoken Have rendered me free. Song. Not she with trait'rous kiss her Master stung, Not she denied him with unfaithful tongue; She, when apostles fled, could danger brave, Last at his cross, and earliest at his grave. From the original edition of I8io.

Page  496 496 Drake. - Hemans. JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE. 1795 - I820. When Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure, celestial white, With streakings of the morning light. Flag of the free heart's hope and home! By angel hands to valour given; Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. Forever float that standard sheet! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, WVith Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us? The American Flag. FELICIA HEMANS. I794- 835. Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the North-wind's breath, And stars to set;- but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death! The Hour of Death. Alas! for love, if thou art all, And naught beyond, O Earth! The Graves of a Household.

Page  497 Wrother. 497 Hemans continued.] The breaking waves dash'd high On a stern and rock-bound coast; And the woods, against a stormy sky, Their giant branches toss'd. The Landing of lie Pil6rimn Fathers in New Enzgand. Ay, call it holy ground, The soil where first they trod, They have left unstain'd what there they found, Freedom to worship God. Ibid. The boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Casabianca. MISS WROTHER. Hope tells a flattering tale,' Delusive, vain, and hollow, Ah let not Hope prevail, Lest disappointment follow. From The Universal Son6ster. Vol. ii. p. 86. 1 Hope told a flattering tale, That Joy would soon return; Ah, naught my sighs avail, For love is doomed to mourn. Anon. Vol. i. f. 320.2 2 Air by Giovanni Paisiello (I741 - i8i6). FF

Page  498 498 Keats. JOHN KEATS. I796- 182I. A thing of beauty is a'joy forever; Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness. Endymion. Line I. Philosophy will clip an angel's wings. Lamia. Part ii. Music's golden tongue Flatter'd to tears this aged man and poor. The Eve of St. Agnes. St. 3. As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again. Ibid. St. 27. And lucent sirups, tinct with cinnamon. Ibid. St. 30. That large utterance of the early gods! Hyperion. Book i. Those green-robed senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream, and so dream all night without a stir. Ibid. Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time. Ode on a Grecian Urn. Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone. Ibid.

Page  499 iWolfe. - Mlihnan. 499 Keats continued.] Beauty is truth, truth beauty, - that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. Ode on a Grecian Urn. Hear ye not the hum Of mighty workings? Addressed to Haydon. Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific- and all his men Look'd -at each other with a wild surmise Silent, upon a peak in Darien. On first looking into ChaTpman's Homer. The poetry of earth is never dead. On the Grasshopper and Cricket. CHARLES WOLFE. I79I - I823. Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried. The Burial of Sir 7ohn Moore. But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Ibid. We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory! Ibid. HENRY HART MILMAN. And the cold marble leapt to life a god. The Belvidere Apollo. Too fair to worship, too divine to love. Ibid.

Page  500 500 Milnes. - Payne. - U/zand. RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES. But on and up, where Nature's heart Beats strong amid the hills. Tragedy of the Lac de Gaube. St. 2. Great thoughts, great feelings came to them, Like instincts, unawares. The MAen of Old. A man's best things are nearest him, Lie close about his feet. Ibid. The beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. I wandered by the Brookside. J. HOWARD PAYNE. I792 - I852. Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble there's no place like home.' Home, Sweet Home.2 JOHN LOUIS UHLAND. 1787 - I862. Take, O boatman, thrice thy fee; Take, - I give it willingly; For, invisible to thee, Spirits twain have cross'd with me. The Passage. 1 " Home is home though it be never so homely " is a proverb, and is found in the collections of the seventeenth century. 2 From The Opera of Clari —the Maid of Milan.

Page  501 Talfourd. - Pollok. 50I THOMAS NOON TALFOURD. I795-I854. So his life has flowed From its mysterious urn a sacred stream, In whose calm depth the beautiful and pure Alone are mirror'd; which, though shapes of ill May hover round its surface, glides in light, And takes no shadow from them. Ion. Act i. Sc. I.'T is a little thing To give a cup of water; yet its draught Of cool refreshment, drain'd by fever'd lips, May give a shock of pleasure to the frame More exquisite than when Nectarean juice Renews the life of joy in happiest hours. Act i. Sc. 2. ROBERT POLLOK. I799- I827. He laid his hand upon "the Ocean's mane" And played familiar with his hoary locks.' The Course of Time. Book iv. Line 389. He was a man Who stole the livery of the court of Heaven To serve the.Devil in. Book viii. Line'66. With one hand he put A penny in the urn of poverty, And with the other took a shilling out. Book viii. Line 632. 1 Cf. Byron, Childe Harold, Canto iv. St. 184.

Page  502 502 Bayly. THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY. 1797-I839. I'd be a Butterfly; living a rover, Dying when fair things are fading away. -I'd be a Butterfly. Oh! no! we never mention her, Her name is never heard; My lips are now forbid to speak That once familiar word. Oh! no! we never mention her. We met -'t was in a crowd. We met. Why don't the men propose, mamma, Why don't the men propose? Why don't the men propose? She wore a wreath of roses, The night that first we met. She wore a wreath. Tell me the tales that to me were so dear, Long, long ago, long, long ago. Long, long ago. The rose that all are praising Is not the rose for me. The rose that all are praising. O pilot!'t is a fearful night, There's danger on the deep. The Pilot. Absence makes the heart grow fonder; Isle of Beauty, fare thee well! Isle of Beauty. Gayly the Troubadour Touched his guitar. Welcome me home.

Page  503 Kebie. ~Proct. 5Q3 JOHN KEBLE. 6 Why should we- faint and fear to live alone, Since all alone, so Heavenf has willed, wedie, Nor' even the tenderest heart, and-next our own, Knows half the reasons why we smile and sigh.' The'e Cristian Year. Twenty-fourth Sunday after Trinity.'T is sweet, as year by year we loseFriends out of sight, -in faith-to museHow grows in Paradise our storefurial',of the Dead. Abide with me from morn-till:eve, ~For, without Thee I cannot live~ Abide: with me when night-is fnigh, For without Thee I'dare not die.- Evening.,.4.BRYA9N W. "PROCTER. The sea! the sea;! the open sea! The blue, the fresh, the'ever free-! The; Sea. I'm on the sea! I-'m on the sea!: I am where I would ever be, With -the blue above and the blue below, And silence wheresoe'er I go,. Ibid. I never was: on the dull, tame shore, But I loved the great sea more and more. Ibid.

Page  504 504 Brougham. - Barry. LORD BROUGHAM. Let the soldier be abroad if he will, he can do nothing in this age. There is another personage, a personage less imposing in the eyes of some, perhaps insignificant. The schoolmaster is abroad, and I'trust to him, armed with his primer, against the soldier in full military array. Speech, 7anluary 29, 1828. In my mind, he was guilty of no error, he was chargeable with no exaggeration, he was betrayed by his fancy into no metaphor, who once said, that all we see about us, Kings, Lords, and Commons, the whole machinery of the state, all the apparatus of the system, and its varied workings, end in simply bringing twelve good men into a box. Present State of the Law, Feb. 7, I828. Pursuit of knowledge under difficulties.' MICHAEL J. BARRY. But whether on the scaffold high Or in the battle's van, The fittest place where man can die Is where he dies for man! From The Dublin Nation, Sept. 28, I844. Vol. ii. p. 809. 1 The title given by Lord Brougham to a book published in 1830, under the superintendence of the Society for the Diffusion of Useful Knowledge.

Page  505 Lytton. - Motherwell. 505 EDWARD BULWER LYTTON. Beneath the rule of men entirely great The pen is mightier than the sword. Richeieuz. Act ii. Sc. 2. Take away the sword; States can be saved without it; bring the pen! Ibid. In the lexicon of youth, which fate reserves For a bright manhood, there is no such word As-fail. Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 2. Alone! - that worn-out word, So idly spoken, and so coldly heard; Yet all that poets sing, and grief hath known, Of hopes laid waste, knells in that word — ALONE! The New Timon. Part ii. 7. WILLIAM MOTHERWELL. 1797 - I835. I've wandered east, I've wandered west, Through many a weary way; But never, never can forget The love of life's young day. yeannie Morison. And we, with Nature's heart in tune, Concerted harmonies. Ibid. 22

Page  506 506 Hood. THOMAS HOOD. I798- I845. We watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. Thze Dea/th-Bed. Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied; We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. Ibid. One more Unfortunate Weary of breath, Rashly importunate, Gone to her death. The Bridge of Sighs. Take her up tenderly Lift her with care; Fashioned so slenderly, You ng, and so fair! Ibid. Alas for the rarity Of Christian charity Under the sun! Ibid. Even God's providence Seeming estranged. Ibid. Boughs are daily rifled By the gusty.thieves, And the book of Nature Getteth short of leaves. The Seasons.

Page  507 Hood. 507 When he is forsaken, Withered and shaken, What can an old man do but die? Ballad. It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives.l Son6 of the Shirt. My tears must stop, for every drop, Hinders needle and thread. Ibid. But evil is wrought by want of thought As well as want of heart. The Lady's Dream. And there is even a happiness That makes the heart afraid. Ode to Mezancholy. There's not a string attuned to mirth, But has its chord in Melancholy. Ibid. I remember, I remember The fir-trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky; It was a childish ignorance, But now't is little joy To know I'11 further off from heaven Than when I was a boy. I remember, I remember. Seemed washing his hands with invisible soap In imperceptible water. Miss KiTmansegg. 1 It's no fish ye're buying, it's men's lives. - Scott, The Antiquary, Ch. xi.

Page  508 508 Choate. [Hood continued. Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold. Miss NKillimansegg. Her Moral. Spurned by the young, but hugged by the old To the very verge of the churchyard mould. Ibid. How widely its agencies varyTo save- to ruin - to curse - to bless As even its minted coins express, Now stamped with the image of Good Queen Bess, And now of a Bloody Mary. Ibid. Oh! would I were dead now, Or up in my bed now, To cover my head now And have a good cry! A Table of Errata. RUFUS CHOATE. I799- I859. There was a State without King or nobles; there was a church without a Bishop; there was a people governed by grave magistrates which it had selected, and equal laws which it had framed. Speech before the New England Society, New York, December 22, I843. We join ourselves to no party that does not carry the flag and keep step to the music of the Union. Letter to the Whig Convention. Its constitution the glittering and sounding generalities of natural right which make up the Declaration of Independence. Letter to the Maine Whigf Committee.

Page  509 Hervey. - Praed. 509 THOMAS K. HERVEY. 1799- I859. The tomb of him who would have made The world too glad and free. The Devil's Progress. He stood beside a cottage lone, And listened to a lute, One summer's eve, when the breeze was gone, And the nightingale was mute. Ibid. A love that took an early root, And had an early doom. Ibid. Like ships, that sailed for sunny isles, But never came to shore! Ibid. A Hebrew knelt in the dying light, His eye was dim and.cold, The hairs on his brow were silver-white, And his blood was thin and old. Ibid. W. M. PRAED. I802- I839. Twelve years ago I was a boy, A happy boy, at Drury's. School and School-fellows. Some lie beneath the churchyard stone, And some before the speaker. Ibid. I remember, I remember How my childhood fleeted by, - The mirth of its December, And the warmth of its July. I remember, I remember.

Page  510 510 HMacaulay. THOMAS B. MACAULAY. I800 - I859. She (the Roman Catholic Church) 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.1 Review of Ranke's History of the Popes. 1 The same image was employed by Macaulay in I824, in the concluding paragraph of a review of Mitford's Greece, and he repeated it in his review of Mill's Essay on Government, in I829. Who knows but that hereafter some traveller like myself will sit down upon the banks of the Seine, the Thames, or the Zuyder Zee, where now, in the tumult of enjoyment, the heart and the eyes are too slow to take in the multitude of sensatidns? Who knows but he will sit down solitary amid silent ruins, and weep a people inurned and their greatness changed into an empty name? - Volney's Ruains, Ch. 2. At last some curious traveller from Lima will visit England, and give a description of the ruins of St. Paul's, like the editions of Baalbec and Palmyra.Horace Walpole, Letter to Alason, Nov. 24, I774. Where now is Britain? Even as the savage sits upon the stone That marks where stood her capitols, and hears The bittern booming in the weeds, he shrinks From the dismaying solitude. Henry Kirke White, Time. In the firm expectation, that when London shall be an habitation of bitterns, when St. Paul and Westminster Abbey shall stand, shapeless and nameless ruins in the

Page  511 Ingram. 51 I Macaulay continued.] The Puritans hated bearbaiting, not because it gave pain to the bear, but because it gave pleasure to the spectators.l History of England. Vol. i. Ch. 2. To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late, And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his gods? Lays of Ancient Rome. Zforatius, xxvii. How well Horatius kept the bridge In the brave days of old. Ibid. lxx. JOHN K. INGRAM. Who fears to speak of Ninety-eight? Who blushes at the name? When cowards mock the patriot's fate, Who hangs his head for shame? From The Dublin J Action, April I, I843. Vol. i. p. 339. midst of an unpeopled marsh; when the piers of Waterloo Bridge shall become the nuclei of islets of reeds and osiers, and cast the jagged shadows of their broken arches on the solitary stream, some Transatlantic commentator will be weighing in the scales of some new and now unimagined system of criticism the respective merits of the Bells and the Fudges, and their historians. - Shelley, Dedication to Peter Bell. 1 Even bearbaiting was esteemed heathenish and unchristian; the sport of it, not the inhumanity, gave offence. — Hume, History of England, Vol. i. Ch. 62.

Page  512 5I2 Morris. - A drich. GEORGE P. MORRIS. 1802 - I864. Woodman, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me, And I'11 protect it now. Woodman, spare that Tree. A song for our banner? The watchword recall Which gave the Republic her station: ".Jnited we stand- divided we fall!" It made and preserves us a, nation! The union of lakes- the union of lands - The union of States none can sever The union of hearts- the union of hands - And the Flag of our Union forever! The Flag of our Union. Near the lake where drooped the willow, Long time ago-! N ear the Lake. JAMES ALDRICH. I8Io- I856. Her suffering ended with the day, Yet lived she at its close, And breathed the long, long night away, In statue-like repose. A Death-Bed. But when the sun, in all his state, Illumed the eastern skies, She passed through Glory's morning gate, And walked in Paradise. Ibid.

Page  513 Bryant. 513 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT. To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language. Tizanatopsis. Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings. Ibid. Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste, Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. Ibid. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom. Ibid. So live that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan which moves To that mysterious realm where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one that wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. Ibid. The stormy March has come at last, With wind and clouds and changing skies; I hear the rushing of the blast That through the snowy valley flies. March. 22* GG

Page  514 51 I4 Bryant. But'neath yon crimson tree, Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame, Nor mark, within its roseate canopy, Her blush of maiden shame. Autumn Woods. The groves were God's first temples. Forest Hymn. The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sear. The Death of the Flowers. And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more. Ibid. Loveliest of lovely things are they, On earth that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyond the sculptured flower. A Scene on the Banks of the Hudson. Truth crushed to earth shall rise again: The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes with pain, And dies among his worshippers. The Battle-field.

Page  515 Taylor. - Seward. 515 HENRY TAYLOR. The world knows nothing of its greatest men. Philip Van Artevelde. Part i. Act i. Sc. 5. He that lacks time to mourn, lacks time to mend. Eternity mourns that.'T is an ill cure For life's worst ills, to have no time to feel them. Where sorrow's held intrusive and turned out, There wisdom will not enter, nor true power, Nor aught that dignifies humanity. Ibid. We figure to ourselves The thing we like, and then we build it up As chance will have it, on the rock or sand: For thought is tired of wandering o'er the world, And homebound Fancy runs her bark ashore. Ibid. Such souls, Whose sudden visitations daze the world, Vanish like lightning, but they leave behind A voice that in the distance far away Wakens the slumbering ages. Act i. Sc. 7. WILLIAM H. SEWARD. There is a higher law than the Constitution. Speech, March I i, I850. It is an irrepressible conflict between opposing and enduring forces. Speech, Oct. 25, I858.

Page  516 5 i6 Bailey, - Child. PHILIP JAMES BAILEY. We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; 1 In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best. Festus. Life's but a means unto an end, that end, Beginning, mean, and end to all things - God. Ibid. Poets are all who love, who feel great truths, And tell them: and the truth of truths is love. Ibid. LYDIA MARIA CHILD. England may as well dam up the waters of the Nile with bulrushes as to fetter the step of Freedom, more proud and firm, in this youthful land, than where she treads the -sequestered glens of Scotland, or couches herself among the magnificent mountains of Switzerland. Su5pposititious Speech of 7ames Otis. From The Rebels, Ch. iv. 1 A life spent worthily should be measured by a nobler line, -by deeds, not years. -Sheridan, Pizarro, Act iv. Sc. I.

Page  517 Tennyson. 5I7 ALFRED TENNYSON. Broad based upon her people's will, And compassed by the inviolate sea. To the Queen. For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid. Recollections of the Arabian Nights. Across the walnuts and the wine. The Millzer's Daughter. O Love, O fire! once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul through My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew. Fatima. St. 3. I built iny soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell. The Palace of Art. From yon blue heaven above us bent, The grand old gardener and his wife Smile at the claims of long descent. Lady Clara Vere de Vere. Howe'er it be, it seems to me,'T is only noble to be good.l Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood. Bid. 1 Nobilitas sola est atque unica virtus. Juvenal, Sat. viii. Line 20. To be noble, we'11 be good. Winefreda.

Page  518 518 Tenizyson. You must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear; To-morrow'11 be the happiest time of all the glad New Year; Of all the glad New Year, mother, the maddest, merriest day; For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the May. The May Queen. I am a part of all that I have met.l Ulysses. In the spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove; In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts. of love. Locksley Hall. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight. Ibid. He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse. Ibid. Like a dog, he hunts in dreams. Ibid. With a little hoard of maxims preaching down a, daughter's heart. Ibid. I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me. Byron, Childe Harold, Canto iii. St. 72.

Page  519 Tennyson. 519 This is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things.l Locksley Hall. But the jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honour feels. Ibid. Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new. Ibid. Yet I doubt not through the ages one increasing purpose runs, And the thoughts of men are widened with the process of the suns. Ibid. I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.. 6 Ibid. I the heir of all the ages, in the foremnost files of time. Ibid. Let the great world spin forever down the ringing grooves of change. Ibid. 1 Nessum maggior dolore Che ricordarsi del tempo felice Nella miseria. Dante, Inferno, Book v. St. I2I. For of fortunes sharpe adversite, The worst kind of infortune is this, A man that has been in prosperite, And it remember, whan it passed is.,Chaucer, Troilus and Creseide, Book iii. Line I625. In omni adversitate fortunoe, infelicissimum genus est infortunii fuisse felicem. Boethius, De Consol. Phil., Lib. ii.

Page  520 520 Tennyson. Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay. Zocksley Hall. But O! for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Break, break, break. But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me. Ibid. We are ancients of the earth, And in the morning of the times. The Day-Dream. L'Envoi. With prudes for proctors, dowagers for deans, And sweet girl-graduates in their golden hair. The Princess. Prologue. A rosebud set with little wilful thorns, And sweet as English air could make her, she. Ibid. Jewels five-words long, That on the stretched forefinger of all time Sparkle forever. The Princess. Canto ii. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer echoes, dying, dying, dying. Ibid. Canto iii. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying. Ibid. Canto iii.

Page  521 Tennyson. 521 Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking, of the days that are no more. The Princess. Canto iv. Unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square. Ibid. Canto iv. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life! the days that are no more. Ibid.. Canto iv. Sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is' sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying through the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees. Ibid. Canto vii. Happy he With such a mother! faith in womankind Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high Comes easy to him, and though he trip and fall, He shall not blind his soul with clay. Ibid. Canto vii. Never morning wore To evening, but some heart'did break. In Memoriam. vi.

Page  522 522 Tennyson. And topples round the dreary west.A looming bastion fringed with fire. In Memoriam. xv. And from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land.' Ibid. xviii. I do but sing because I must, And pipe but as the linnets sing. Ibid. xxi. The shadow cloak'd from head to foot, Who keeps the keys of all the creeds. Ibid. xxiii. And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech. Ibid. xxiii.'T is better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all. Ibid. xxvii. Her eyes are homes of silent prayer. Ibid. xxxii. Whose faith has centre everywhere, Nor cares to fix itself to form. Ibid. xxxiii. Short swallow-flights of song, that dip Their wings.... and skim away. Ibid. xlvii. Hold thou the good: define it well: For fear divine Philosophy Should push beyond her mark, and be Procuress to the Lords of Hell. Ibid. lii. 1 Cf. Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act v. Sc. I.

Page  523 Tennyson. 5 23 O yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill. In Memoriam. liii. But what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry. Ibid. liii. So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life. Ibid. liv. The great world's altar-stairs, That slope through darkness up to God. ibid. liv. Who battled for the true, the just. Ibid. Iv. And grasps the skirts of happy chance, And breasts the blows of circumstance. Ibid. lxiii. And lives to clutch the golden keys, To mould a mighty state's decrees, And shape the whisper of the throne. Ibid. lxiii. So many worlds, so much to do, So little done, such things to be. Ibid. lxxii. Thy leaf has perished in the green. Ibid. lxxiv. There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds. Ibid. xcv.

Page  524 524 Kemble. [Tennyson continued. Ring out wild bells to the wild sky. In Memoriam. cv. Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes, But ring the fuller minstrel in. Ibid. Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The eager heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be. Ibid. And thus he bore without abuse The grand old name of gentleman, Defamed by every charlatan, And soil'd with all ignoble use. Ibid. cx. One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves. Ibid. Conclusion. FRANCES ANNE KEMBLE. A sacred burden is this life ye bear, Look on it, lift it, bear it solemnly, Stand up and walk beneath it steadfastly. Fail not for sorrow, falter not for sin, But onward, upward, till the goal ye win. Lines addressed to the Young Gentlemen leaving the Lenox Academy, Mass.

Page  525 Whzitier. - Poe. - Layard. 525 JOHN G. WHITTIER. The hope of all who suffer, The dread of all who wrong. The Mantle of St. 7yohn De Matha. Making their lives a prayer. On receiving a Basket of Sea Mosses. For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: "It might have been!" Maud Muller. EDGAR A. POE. i81-I849. Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door, - Perched, and sat, and nothing more. The Raven. Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door! Quoth the Raven: "Nevermore." Ibid. A. H. LAYARD. I have always believed that success would be the inevitable result if the two services, the army and the navy, had fair play, and if we sent the right man to fill the right place. Speech, yanuary 15, I855. Hansard, Parl. Debates, Third Series, Vo01 138, p. 2077.

Page  526 526 Spraguie. - Greene. - Cranch. CHARLES SPRAGUE. Lo, where the stage, the poor, degraded stage, Holds its warped mirror to a gaping age. Curiosity. Through life's dark road his sordid way he wends, An incarnation of fat dividends. ibid. Behold! in Liberty's unclouded blaze We lift our heads, a race of other days. Centennial Ode. St. 22. Yes, social friend, I love thee well, In learned doctors' spite; Thy clouds all other clouds dispel, And lap me in delight. 7o' my Cia r. ALBERT G. GREENE. I802- I867. Old Grimes is dead,- that good old man,We ne'er shall see him more: He used to wear a long black coat, All buttoned down before. Old Grimes. CHRISTOPHER P. CRANCH. Thought is deeper than all speech; Feeling deeper than all thought; Souls to souls can never teach What unto themselves was taught. Stanzas.

Page  527 Emerson. 527 RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Not from a vain or shallow thought His awful Jove young Phidias brought. The Problem. Out from the heart of Nature rolled The burdens of the Bible old. Ibid. The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the aisles of Christian Rome, Wrought in a sad sincerity; Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew;The conscious stone to beauty grew. Ibid. Earth proudly wears the Parthenon As the best gem upon her zone. Ibid. Good-bye, proud world! I'm going home: Thou art not my friend, and I'm not thine. Good-Bye. What are they all in their high conceit, When man in the bush with God may meet? Ibid. If eyes were made for seeing, Then Beauty is its own excuse for being. The Rhzodora. The silent organ loudest chants The master's requiem. ZDirge. Here once the embattled farmers stood, And fired the shot heard round the world. Hymn, sung at the Completion of the Concord Monument.

Page  528 528 Halleck. FITZ-GREENE HALLECK. Strike - for your altars and your fires; Strike - for the green graves of your sires; God, and your native land! Marco Bozzaris. Come to the bridal chamber, Death! Come to the mother's, when she feels, For the first time, her first-born's breath; Come when the blessed seals That close the pestilence are broke, And crowded cities wail its stroke; Come in consumption's ghastly form, The earthquake shock, the ocean storm; Come when the heart beats high and warm, With banquet song, and dance, and wine; And thou art terrible, - the tear, The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier, And all we know, or dream, or fear Of agony are thine. Ibid. But to the hero, when his sword Has won the battle for the free, Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word; And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be. Ibid. One of the few, the immortal names, That were not born to die. Ibid. Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days;

Page  529 Smith. 529 Halleck continued.] None knew thee but to love thee,' Nor named thee but to praise. On the Death of yoseph Rodman Drake. Such graves as his are pilgrim-shrines, Shrines to no code or creed confined, The Delphian vales, the Palestines, The Meccas of the mind. Burns. They love their land, because it is their own, And scorn to give aught other reason why; Would shake hands with a king upon his throne, And think it kindness to his majesty. Connecticut. ALEXANDER SMITH. I830 - I867. Like a pale martyr in his shirt of fire. A Lzfe Drama. Sc. ii. In winter when the dismal rain Came down in slanting lines, And Wind, that grand old harper, smote His thunder-harp of pines. Ibid. A poem round and perfect as a star. Ibid. 1 Cf. Rogers, 7acqueline. 23 HH

Page  530 530 Loazgfellow. HENRY W. LONGFELLOW. Look, then, into thine heart, and write! Voices of the Night. Prelude. Tell me not, in mournful numbers, "Life is but an empty dream! " For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. A Psalm of Life. Art is long, and Time is fleeting,l And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. Ibid. Trust no future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Ibid. Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time. Ibid. Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor, and to wait. Ibid. There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. The Reaper and the Flowers. 1 Ars longa, vita brevis. - Hippocrates, Aphorism i.

Page  531 Longfedlow. 5 3 I The star of the unconquered will. The Light of Stars. 0, fear not in a world like this, And thou shalt know erelong, Know how sublime a thing it is To suffer and be strong. Ibid. Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine. Flowers. The hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain. Midnight Mass. No tears Dim the sweet look that Nature wears. Sunrise on the Hills. No one is so accursed by fate, No one so utterly desolate, But some heart, though unknown, Responds unto his own. Endymion. For Time will teach thee soon the truth, There are no birds in last year's nest! It is not always Mafy. This is the place. Stand still, my steed, Let me review the scene, And summon from the shadowy Past The forms that once have been. A Gleam of Sunshine.

Page  532 532 Longfellow. Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood anid childhood fleet! Maidenhood. 0 thou child of many prayers! Life hath quicksands, -life hath snares! Ibid. The day is dbne, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. The Day is Done. A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Ibid. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, And as silently steal away. Ibid. This is the forest primeval. Evangeline. Part I. When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music. ibid. Part i, i. Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels. Ibid. Part I, iii. Into a world unknown, - the corner-stone of a nation! 1 The Courtship of Miles Standish. 1 Plymouth Rock.

Page  533 Longfellow. 533 O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, and yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried! The Goblet of Life. Sail on, 0 Ship of State! Sail on, 0 UNION, Strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate! The Building of the Ship. Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee, Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, Our faith triumphant o'er our fears, Are all with thee, - are all with thee! Ibid. There is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there! There is no firqside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair. Resignation. The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead. Ibid. There is no Death! What seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the 4ife elysian, Whose portal we call Death. Ibid. In the elder days of Art, Builders wrought with greatest care

Page  534 534 Longfellow. Each minute and unseen part; For the gods see everywhere. The Builders. Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. The Golden Legend. The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark. The Fire of Drift-wood. Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours Weeping upon his bed has sate, He knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers. Fromn Goethe's W4il/2helm Meister. Motto, Hyperion. Book i. Something the heart must have to cherish, Must love, and joy, and sorrow learn; Something with passion clasp,or perish, And in itself to ashes burn. Motto, Hyperion. Book ii. Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small; 1 Though with patience He stands waiting, with exactness grinds He all. Retribution. Fromwthe Sinngedichte of Friedrich von Logza. I'0,E OEOV 1/Xot adXsoL7 rob Xevrrorv Xevpov. - Oracgla Sibyllina, Lib. viii. L. I4.

Page  535 Holmes. 535 OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES. The freeman casting with unpurchased hand The vote that shakes the turrets of the land. Poetry, a Metrical Essay. Ay, tear her tattered ensign down! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky. Ibid. Nail to the mast her holy flag, Set every threadbare sail, And give her to the God of storms, The lightning and the gale. Bid. When the last reader reads no more. The Last Reader. The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom; And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb. The Last Leafn I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here; But the old three-cornered hat, And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer! Ibid.

Page  536 536 Holmes. Thou say'st an undisputed thing In such a solemn way. To an Insect. Thine eye was on the censer, And not the hand that bore it. Lines by a Clerk. Where go the poet's lines? Answer, ye evening tapers! Ye auburn locks, ye golden curls, Speak from your folded papers! The Poet's Lot. Their discords sting through Burns and Moore, Like hedgehogs dressed in lace. The Music- Grinders. You think they are crusaders, sent From some infernal clime, To pluck the eyes of Sentiment, And dock the tail of Rhyme, To crack the voice of Melody, And break the legs of Time. Ibid. And, since, I never dare to write As funny as I can. The Heigrht of the Ridiculous. Yes, child of suffering, thou mayst well be sure, He who ordained the Sabbath loves the poor! Urania. And, when you stick on conversation's burrs, Don't strew your pathway with those dreadful urs. Ibid.

Page  537 Adams. - Cook. 537 Holmes continued.] You hear that boy laughing?- you think he's all fun; But the angels laugh, too, at the good he has done; The children laugh loud as they troop to his call, And the poor man that knows him laughs loudest of all! The Boys. Boston State-House is the hub of the Solar System. You could n't pry that out of a Boston man if you had the tire of all creation straightened out for a crowbar. The Autocrat of the Breakfast- Table, p. I43. -------- SARAH FLOWER ADAMS. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! ELIZA COOK. I love it - I love it, and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old arm-chair! The Old Arm-Chair. 23 *

Page  538 538 Dickens. CHARLES DICKENS. In a Pickwickian sense. Pickwick. Ch. I. Oh, a dainty plant is the Ivy green, That creepeth o'er ruins old! Of right choice food are his meals, I ween, In his cell so lone and cold. Creeping where no life is seen, A rare old plant is the Ivy green. Ibid. Ch. vi. He's tough, ma'am, tough is J. B. Tough and de-vilish sly. Dombey and Son. Ch. vii. When found, make a note of. Ibid. Ch. xv. The bearings of this observation lays in the application on it. Iid. Ch. xxiii. A demd, damp; moist, unpleasant body! Nicholas Nickleby. Ch. xxxiv. My Life is one demd horrid grind. Ibid. Ch. lxiv. Barkis is willin'. David Copperfield. Ch. v. Whatever was required to be done, the Circumlocution Office was beforehand with all the public departments in the art of perceiving HOW NOT TO DO IT. Little Dorrit. Ch. x. In came Mrs. Fezziwig, one vast substantial smile. Christmas Carol. Stave two.

Page  539 Lowell. 539 JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL.'T is heaven alone that is given away,'T is only God may be had for the asking. The Vision of Sir Launfal. And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays. Ibid. This child is not mine as the first was, I cannot sing it to rest, I cannot lift it up fatherly And bless it upon my breast; Yet it lies in my little one's cradle, And sits in my little one's chair, And the light of the heaven she's gone to Transfigures its golden hair. The Chanzgeling. To win the secret of a weed's plain heart. Sonnet xxv. Earth's noblest thing, a woman perfected. Iren?. Truth for ever on the scaffold, Wrong for ever on the throne. The Present Crisis. Before man made us citizens, great Nature made us men. The Capture.

Page  540 OLD TESTAMENT. IT is not good that the man should be alone. Genesis ii. I8. In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread..... For dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return. Gen. iii. I9. The mother of all living. Gen. iii. 20. Am I my brother's keeper? Gen. iv. 9. My punishment is greater than I can bear. Gen. iv. 13. There were giants in the earth in those days. Gen. vi. 4. But the dove found no rest for the sole of her foot. Gern. viii. 9. Whoso sheddeth man's blood, by man shall his blood be shed. Gen. ix. 6. In a good old age. Gen. xv. 15. His hand will be against every man, and every man's hand against him. Gen. xvi. I2. Bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave. Gen. xlii. 38. 23*

Page  541 Old Testament. 54I Unstable as water, thou shalt not excel. Genesis xlix. 4. I have been a stranger in a strange land. Exodus ii. 22. Unto a land flowing with milk and honey. Ex. iii. 8. 7er. xxxii. 22. Darkness which may be felt. Ex. x. 21. The Lord went before them by day in a pillar of a cloud, to lead them the way; and by night in a pillar of fire. Ex. xiii. 21. Man doth not live by bread only. Deuteronomy viii. 3. The wife of thy bosom. Deut. xiii. 6. Eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot. Deut. xix. 21. The secret things belong unto the Lord our God. Deut. xxix. 29. He kept him as the apple of his eye. Deut. xxxii. Io. As thy days, so shall thy strength be. Deut. xxxiii. 25. I am going the way of all the earth. 7oshua xxiii. 14. I arose a mother in Israel. yudges v. 7. She brought forth butter in a lordly dish. yudges v. 25.

Page  542 542 Old Testament. The Philistines be upon thee, Samson. 7udges xvi. 9. For whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God. Ruth i. I6. Quit yourselves like men. I Samuel iv. 2. Is Saul also among the prophets? I Sam. x. II. A man after his own heart. I Sam. xiii. I4. Tell it not in Gath; publish it not in the streets of Askelon. 2 Sam. i. 20. Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their death they were not divided. 2 Sam. i. 23. How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle! 2 Sam. i. 25. Very pleasant hast thou been unto me: thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women. 2 Sam. i. 26. Tarry at Jericho until your beards be grown. 2 Sam. x. 5. And Nathan said to David, Thou art the man. 2 Sam. xii. 7. And are as water spilt on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again. 2 Sam. xiv. 14. A proverb and a by-word among all people. I Kings ix. 7.

Page  543 Old Testament. 543 How long halt ye between two opinions? I Kings xviii. 21. Behold, there ariseth a little cloud out of the sea, like a man's hand. KI ings xviii. 44. A still, small voice. I Kings xix. 12. Let nothim that girdeth on his harness boast himself as he that putteth it off. I Kings xx. II. There is death in the pot. 2 Kings iv. 40. Is thy servant a dog, that he should do this great thing? 2 Kings viii. 13. And the driving is like the driving of Jehu, the son of Nimshi: for he driveth furiously. 2 Kings ix. 20. One that feared God and eschewed evil..7oh i. I. And Satan came also. 2ob i. 6. Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.. yob i. 21. Skin for skin, yea, all that a man hath will he give for his life. 7yo ii. 4. There the wicked cease from troubling, and there the weary be at rest. Yob iii. I7. In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men. yob iv. I3; xxxiii. I5.

Page  544 544 Old Testament. Yet man is born unto trouble, as the sparks fly upward. 57ob v. 7. He taketh the wise in their own craftiness..'ob v. 13. Thou shalt come to thy grave in a full age, like as a shock of corn cometh in in his season. rob v. 26. How forcible are right words! yob vi. 25. My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle. 7ob vii. 6. He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.l 7ob vii. io. Cf. xvi. 22. I would not live alway. 7ob vii. I6. Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death. 7ob x. 2I. Ye are the people, and wisdom shall die with you. 7ob xii. 2. Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble. 7ob xiv. I. Miserable comforters are ye all. 7ob xvi. 2. The King of terrors. yob xviii. 14. 1 For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more. -Psalm ciii. I6. Usually quoted, "The place that has known him shall know him no more."

Page  545 Old Testament. 545 I am escaped with the skin of my teeth. 7ob xix. 20. Seeing the root of the matter is found in me. 7ob xix. 28. The price of wisdom is above rubies. yob xxviii. I8. When the ear heard me, then it blessed me; and when the eye saw me, it gave witness ta me. yob xxix. I I. I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy. yob xxix. I3. I was eyes to the blind, and feet was I to the lame. gob xxix. I5. The house appointed for all living. 7ob xxx. 23. Oh.... that mine adversary had written a book! 7ob xxxi. 25. He multiplieth words without knowledge. yob xxxv. I6. Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge? 7ob xxxviii. 2. When the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy. 7ob xxxviii. 7. Hitherto shalt thou come, but no further; and here shall thy proud waves be stayed..7ob xxxviii. I I. Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades, or loose the bands of Orion? yob xxxviii. 31. I

Page  546 546 Old Testament. He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar oft;f, the thunder of the captains and the shouting.; yob xxxix. 25. Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? 7ob xli. I. His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone. 7ob xli. 24. He maketh the deep to boil like a pot. 7ob xli. 3I: I have heard of thee by the hearing of the ear: but now mine eye seeth thee. yob xlii. 5. His leaf also shall not wither. Psaln i. 3. Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings. Ps. Viii. 2. Thou hast made him a little lower than the angels. Ps. viii. 5. The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. Ps. xiv. I; liii. I. He that sweareth to his own hurt, and changeth not. Ps. xv. 4. The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places. Ps. xvi. 6. Keep me as the apple. of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings. Ps. xvii. 8. The sorrows of death compassed me. Ps. xviii. 4.

Page  547 Old Testament. 547 Yea, he did fly upon the wings of the wind. Psalm xviii. Io. The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth his handywork. Ps. xix. I. Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge. Ps. xix. 2. I may tell all my bones. Ps. xxii. I7. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. Ps. xxiii. 2. Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Ps. xxiii. 4. From the strife of tongues. Ps. xxxi. 20. He fashioneth their hearts alike. Ps. xxxiii. I5. I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread. Ps. xxxvii. 25. Spreading himself like a green bay-tree. Ps. xxxvii. 35. Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright. Ps. xxxvii. 37. While I was musing the fire burned. Ps. xxxix. 3. Lord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am. Ps. xxxix. 4.

Page  548 548 Old Testament. Verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Psalm xxxix. 5. He heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them. Ps. xxxix. 6. Blessed is he that considereth the poor. Ps. xli. I. As the hart panteth after the water brooks. Ps. xlii. I. Deep calleth unto deep. Ps. xlii. 7. My tongue is the pen of a ready writer. Ps. xlv. I. Beautiful for situation, the joy of the whole earth, is Mount Zion,.... the city of the great King. Ps. xlviii. 2. Man being in honour abideth not; he is like the beasts that perish. Ps. xlix. 12, 20. The cattle upon a thousand hills. Ps. 1. Io. Oh that I had wings like a dove! Ps. Iv. 6. We took sweet counsel together. Ps. lv. I4. The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was in his heart. Ps. lv. 21. They are like the deaf adder that stoppeth her ear; which will not hearken to the voice of charmers, charming never so wisely. Ps. lviii. 4, 5. Vain is the help of man. Ps. xP. II; cviii. I2.

Page  549 Old Testament. 549 He shall come down like rain upon the mown grass. Psalm lxxii. 6. His enemies shall lick the dust. _s. ixxii. 9. As a dream when one awaketh. ps. lxxiii. 20. For promotion cometh neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the south. Ps. lxxv. 6. He putteth down one and setteth up another. Ps. lxxv. 7. They go from strength to strength. Ps. lxxxiv. 7. For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I had rather be a door-keeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness. Ps. lxxxiv. Io. Mercy and truth are met together: righteousness and peace have kissed each other. Ps. xxxv. Io0. For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past. Ps. xc. 4. We spend our years as a tale that is told. Ps. xc. 9. The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away. Ps. xc. Io.

Page  550 550 Old Testament. So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom. Psalm xc. 12. Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday. Ps. xci. 6. As for man his days are as grass; as a flower of the field so he flourisheth. Ps. ciii. 15. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more. Ps. ciii. i6. Wine that maketh glad the heart of man. Ps. civ. I5. Man goeth forth unto his work and to his labour until the evening. Ps. civ. 23. They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters. Ps. cvii. 23. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end. Ps. cvii. 27. I said in my haste, All men are liars. Ps. cxvi. II. Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints. Ps. cxvi. I 5. The stone which the builders refused is become the head stone of the corner. Ps. cxviii. 22. A lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path. Ps. cxix. Io5.

Page  551 Old Testament. 5 5 The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. Psalm cxxi. 6. Peace be within thy walls and prosperity within thy palaces. Ps. cxxii. 7. He giveth his beloved sleep. ps. cxxvii. 2. Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them. Ps. cxxvii. 5. Thy children like olive-plants round about thy table. Ps. cxxviii. 3. I will not give sleep to mine eyes, or slumber to mine eyelids. Ps. cxxxii. 4; Prov. vi. 4. Behold how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity. Ps. cxxxiii. I. We hanged our harps upon the willows. Ps. cxxxvii. 2. If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. Ps. cxxxvii. 5. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea. Ps. cxxxix. 9. For I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Ps. cxxxix. 14. Put not your trust in princes. Ps. cxlvi. 3. Wisdom crieth without; she uttereth her voice in the street. Proverbs. i. 20.

Page  552 5 52 Old Testament. Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace. Proverbs iii. 17. Wisdom is the principal thing; therefore get wisdom; and with all thy getting get understanding. Prov. iv. 7. The path of the just is as the shining light, that shineth more and more unto the perfect day. Proy. iv. i8. Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise. Prov. vi. 6. Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep. Prov. vi. Io; xxiv. 33. So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man. Prov. vi. iI. As an ox goeth to the slaughter. Prov. vii. 22. 7er. xi. I9. Wisdom is better than rubies. Prov. viii. I I. Stolen waters are sweet, and bread eaten in secret is pleasant. Prov. ix. 17. He knoweth not that the dead are there; and that her guests are in the depths of hell. Prov. ix. I8. A wise son maketh a glad father. Prov. x. I. The memory of the just is blessed. P'rov. x. 7.

Page  553 Old Testament. 553 In the multitude of counsellors there is safety. Proverbs xi. I4; xxiv. 6. He that is surety for a stranger shall smart for it. Prov. xi. 15. A righteous man regardeth the life of his beast; but the tender mercies of the wicked are cruel. Prov. xii. Io. Hope deferred maketh the heart sick. Prov. xiii. I2. The way of transgressors is hard. Prov. xiii. 15. He that spareth his rod hateth his son. Prov. xiii. 24. Fools make a mock at sin. Prov. xiv. 9. The heart knoweth his own bitterness; and a stranger doth not intermeddle with his joy. Prov. xiv. Io. The prudent man looketh well to his going. Prov. xiv. I5. Righteousness exalteth a nation. Prov. xiv. 34. A soft answer turneth away wrath. Prov. xv. I. A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance. Pray. xv. I3. Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and hatred therewith. Prov. xv. I 7. 24

Page  554 554 Old Teytalnent. A word spoken in due season, how good is it I! Proverbs xv. 23. A man's heart deviseth his way; but the Lord directeth his steps. Prov. xvi. 9. Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall. Prov. xvi. I8. The hoary head is a crown of glory. Prov. xvi. 31. A gift is as a precious stone in the eyes of him that hath it. Prov xvii. 8. He that repeateth a matter separateth very friends. Prov. xvii. 9. He that hath knowledge spareth his words. Prov. xvii. 27. Even a fool, when he holdeth his peace, is counted wise. Prov. xvii. 28. A wounded spirit who can bear? Prov. xviii. 14. A man that hath friends must show himself friendly; and there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother. Prov. xviii. 24. He that hath pity upon the poor lendeth unto the Lord. Prov. xix. 17. Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging. _Prov. xx. I. Every fool will be meddling. Prov. xx. 3.

Page  555 Old Testament. 555 The hearing ear and the seeing eye. Proverbs xx. 12. It is better to dwell in a corner of the housetop, than with a brawling woman in a wide house. Prov. xxi. 9. A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches. Prov. xxii. I. Train up a child in the way he should go; and when he is old, he will not depart from it. Prov. xxii. 6. The borrower is servant to the lender. Prov. xxii. 7. Remove not the ancient landmark. Prov. xxii. 28; xxiii. 1o. Seest thou a man diligent in his business? he shall stand before kings; he shall not stand before mean men. Prov. xxii. 29. For riches certainly make themselves wings. Prov. xxiii. 5. As he thinketh in his heart, so is he. Prov. xxiii. 7. Drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags. Pray. xxiii. 21. Look not thou upon the wine, when it is red; when it giveth his colour in the cup;.... at the last it biteth like a serpent and stingeth like an adder. Prov. xxiii. 31, 32.

Page  556 556 Old. Testament. If thou faint in the day of adversity, thy strength is small. Proverbs xxiv. Io. A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver. Prov. xxv. I I. For thou shalt heap coals of fire upon his head. Prao. xxv. 22. As cold waters to a thirsty soul, so is good news from a far country. Proa. xxv. 25. Answer a fool according to his folly. Prov. xxvi. 5. Seest thou a man wise in his own conceit? there is more hope of a fool than of him. Prov. xxvi. 12. There is a lion in the way; a lion is in the streets. Prov. xxvi. I3. Wiser in his own conceit than seven men that can render a reason. Prov. xxvi. i6. Whoso diggeth a pit shall fall therein. Prov. xxvi. 27. Boast not thyself of to-morrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth. Prov. xxvii. I. Open rebuke is better than secret love. Prov. xxvii. 5. Faithful are the wounds of a friend. Prov. xxvii. 6.

Page  557 Old Testament. 557 A continual dropping in a very rainy day and a contentious woman are alike. Proverbs xxvii. 15. Iron sharpeneth iron, so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend. Prov. xxvii. I7. Though thou shouldest bray a fool in a mortar among wheat, with a pestle, yet will not his foolishness depart from him. Prov. xxvii. 22. The wicked flee when no man pursueth: but the righteous are bold as a lion. Proy. xxviii. I. He that maketh haste to be rich shall not be innocent. Prov. xxviii. 20. Remove far from me vanity and lies; give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with food convenient for me. Proy. xxx. 8. The horse-leech hath two daughters, crying, Give, give. Prov. xxx. I5. Her children arise up and call her blessed. Pro7 Xxxxi. 28. Vanity of vanities,.... all is vanity. Ecclesiastes i. 2; xii. 8. One generation passeth away and another generation cometh. Eccles. i. 4. The eye is not satisfied with seeing. Eccles. i. 8. There is no new thing under the sun. Eccles. i. 9.

Page  558 5 5 8 Old Testament. All is vanity and vexation of spirit. Ecclesiastes i. 14. He that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow. Eccles. i. I8. One event happeneth to them all. Eccles. ii. 14. To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. EccIes. iii. I. A threefold cord is not quickly broken. Eccles. iv. 12. God is in heaven, and thou upon earth; therefore let thy words be few. Ecces. v. 2. Better is it that thou shouldest not vow, than that thou shouldest vow and not pay. Eccles. v. 5. The sleep of a labouring man is sweet. Eccles. v. I2. A good name is better than precious ointment. Eccles. vii. I. It is better to go to the house of mourning than to go to the house of feasting. Eccles. vii. 2. As the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of a fool. EccZes. vii. 6. In the day of prosperity be joyful, but in the day of adversity consider. Eccles. vii. 14. Be not righteous overmuch. Eccles. vii. I6.

Page  559 Old Testament. 559 God hath made man upright; but they have sought out many inventions. Ecclesiastes vii. 29. There is no discharge in that war. Eccles. viii. 8. To eat and to drink and to be merry. Eccles. viii. I5. Luke xii. I9. For a living dog is better than a dead lion. Eccles. ix. 4. Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave. Eccles. ix. Io. The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong. But time and chance happeneth to them all. Eccles. ix. ii. Dead flies cause the ointment of the apothecary to send forth a stinking savour. Eccles. x. I. For a bird of the air shall carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter. Eccles. x. 20. Cast thy bread upon the waters, for thou shalt find it after many days. Eccles. xi. I. In the place where the tree falleth, there it shall be. Eccles. xi. 3. He that observeth the wind shall not sow; and he that regardeth the clouds shall not reap. Eccles. xi. 4.

Page  560 560 Old Testament. In the morning sow thy seed, and in the evening withhold not thine hand. Ecclesiastes xi. 6. Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun. Eccles. xi. 7. Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth. Eccles. xi. 9. Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth. Eccles. xii. I. And the grinders cease because they are few, and those that look out of the windows be darkened. Eccles. xii. 3. And the grasshopper shall be a burden, and desire shall fail; because man goeth to his long home, and the mourners go about the streets. EccZes. xii. 5. Or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern. Eccles. xii. 6. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was; and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it. Eccles. xii. 7. The words of the wise are as goads, and as nails fastened by the masters of assemblies. Eccles. xii. I I. Of making many books there is no end; and o much study is a weariness of the flesh. Eccles. xii. 12.

Page  561 Old Testament. 561 Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God and keep his commandments; for this is the whole duty of man. Ecclesiastes xii. I3. For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. The Song of Solomon ii. II, I2. The little foxes, that spoil the vines. The Song of Solomon ii. 15. Terrible as an army with banners. The Song of Solomon vi. 4, Io. Like the best wine,.... that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak. The Song of Solomon vii. 9. Love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave. The Song of Solomon viii. 6. Many waters cannot quench love. The Song of Solomon viii. 7. The ox knoweth his owner, and the ass his master's crib. Isaiah i. 3. The whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint. Is. i. 5. They shall beat their swords into ploughshares, and their spears into pruning-hooks; nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more. Is. ii. 4. Mic. iv. 3. 24* JJ

Page  562 562 Old Testament. In that day a man shall cast his idols.... to the moles and to the bats. Isaitah ii. 20. Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils..s..ii. 22. Grind the faces of the poor. Is. iii. 15. In that day seven women shall take hold of one man. Is. iv. I. Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil! Is. v. 20. I am a man of unclean lips. Is. vi. 5. Wizards that peep and that mutter. rs. viii. I9. To the law and to the testimony. Is. viii. 20. The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid. Is. xi. 6. Hell from beneath is moved for thee to meet thee at thy coming. Is. xiv. 9. How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! Is: xiv. 12. Babylon is fallen, is fallen. Is. xxi. 9. Let us eat and drink; for to-morrow we shall die. rs. xxii. I3. Fasten him as a nail in a sure place. Is. xxii. 23.

Page  563 Old Testament. 563 Whose merchants are princes. Isaiah xxiii. 8. A feast of fat things. Is. xxv. 6. For precept must be upon precept, precept upon precept; line upon line, line upon line; here a little, and there a little. Is. xxviii. Io. We have made a covenant with death, and with hell are we at agreement. rs. xxviii. 15. The desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose. Is. xxxv. I. Thou trustest in the staff of this broken reed. Is. xxxvi. 6. Set thine house in order. Is. xxxviii. I. All flesh is grass. is. xl. 6. Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as the small dust of the balance. Is. xl. 15. A bruised reed shall he not break, and the smoking flax shall he not quench. Is. xlii. 3. There is no peace,.saith the Lord, unto the wicked. Is. xlviii. 22. He is brought as a lamb to the slaughter. Is. liii. 7. Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts. Is. lv. 7.

Page  564 564 Old Testament. A little one shall become a thousand, and a small one a strong nation. Isaiah Ix. 22. To give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness. Is. lxi. 3. I have trodden the wine-press alone. Is. lxiii. 3. We all do fade as a leaf. Is. lxiv. 6. Peace, peace; when there is no peace. yeremialh vi. 14; viii. II. Amend your ways and your doings. 7er. vii. 3; xxvi. I3. Is there no balm in Gilead? is there no physician there? 7er. viii. 22. Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodgingplace of wayfaring men! yer. ix. 2. Can the Ethiopian change his skin, or the leopard his spots? 7er. xiii. 23. As if a wheel had been in the midst of a wheel. Ezekiel x. Io. The fathers have eaten sour grapes, and the children's teeth are set on edge. Ez. xviii. 2. 7er. xxxi. 29. Thou art weighed in the balances, and art found wanting. Daniel v. 27.

Page  565 Old Testament. 565 The thing is true, according to the law of the Medes and Persians, which altereth not. Daniel vi. I2. For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind. ZIosea viii. 7. I have multiplied visions, and used similitudes. Has. xii. Io. Your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions. yoel ii. 28. Multitudes, multitudes in the valley of decision. 7oel iii. I4. But they shall sit every man under his vine and under his fig-tree. Micah iv. 4. Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it. Habakkuk ii. 2. I was wounded in the house of my friends. Zechariah xiii. 6. But unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings. Malachi iv. 2. Miss not the discourse of the elders. Ecclesiasticus viii. 9. He that toucheth pitch shall be defiled therewith. Eccius. xiii. I. He will laugh thee to scorn. Eccius. xiii. 7. Whose talk is of bullocks. Ecclus. xxxviii. 25.

Page  566 566 New Testament. Old Testament continued.] These were honourable men in their generations. Ecclesiasticus xliv. 7. Great is truth, and mighty above all things. Esdras iv. 51. Let us crown ourselves with rosebuds, before they be withered. Wisdom of Solomon ii. 8. And Nicanor lay dead in his harness. i Msaccabees xv. 28. NEW TESTAMENT. Rachel weeping for her children, and would not be comforted, because they are not. Matthew ii. I8. 7er. xxxi. 15. Man shall not live by bread alone. Matt. iv. 4. Deut. viii. 3. Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted? Mfatt. v. 13. Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid. Matt. v. I4. But when thou doest alms, let not thy left hand know what thy right hand doeth. Matt. vi. 3. Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. Matt. vi. 2I. Ye cannot serve God and Mammon. Matt. vi. 24.

Page  567 New Testament. 567 Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin. Matthew vi. 28. Take therefore no thought for the morrow; for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. Matt. vi. 34. Neither cast ye your pearls before swine. Matt. vii. 6. Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you. Matt. vii. 7. The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head. Matt. viii. 20. The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few. Matt. ix. 37. Be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves. Matt. x. i6. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Matt. x. 30. But Wisdom is justified of her children. Matt. xi. I9. Luke vii. 35. The tree is known by his fruit. Matt. xii. 33. Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh. Matt. xii. 34. Pearl of great price. Matt. xiii. 46.

Page  568 568 New Testament. A prophet is not without honour, save in his own country and in his own house.. Matthew xiii. 57. Be of good cheer: it is I; be not afraid. Matt. xiv. 27. And if the blind lead the blind, both shall fall into the ditch. Matt. xv. 14. Yet the dogs eat of the crumbs which fall from their masters' table. Matt. xv. 27. Get thee behind me, Satan. Matt. xvi. 23. For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? Matt. xvi. 26. It is good for us to be here. Matt. xvii. 4. What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder. Matt. xix. 6. -It is easier for a camel -to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God. Malt. xix. 24. Which have borne the burden and heat of the day. Matt. xx. xx. I2. Is it not lawful for me to do what I will with mine own' Matt. xx. 15. For many are called, but few are chosen. Matt. xxii. I4.

Page  569 New Testament. 569 Render therefore unto Caesar the things which are Caesar's, and unto God the things that are God's. Matthew XXii. 2 I. Woe unto you,.... for ye pay tithe of mint and anise and cummin. Matt. xxiii. 23. Ye blind guides, which strain at a gnat and swallow a camel. Matt. xxiii. 24. For ye are like unto whited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within full of dead men's bones. Matt xxiii. 27. As a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings. _Malt. xxiii. 37. For wheresoever the carcase is, there will the eagles be gathered together. Matt. xxiv. 28. Unto every one that hath shall be given, and he shall have abundance: but from him that hath not shall be taken away even that which he hath. Matt. xxv. 29. Watch and pray, that ye enter not into temptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak. -Matt. xxvi. 41. The sabbath was made for man, and not man for the sabbath. Mark ii. 27. If a house be divided against itself, that house cannot stand. Ark iii. 25.

Page  570 570 lNew Testamnezt. He that hath ears to hear, let him hear. Mark iv. 9. My name is Legion. Mark v. 9. Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched. Mark ix. 44. Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. Luke ii. 14. And now also the axe is laid unto the root of the trees. Luke iii. 9. Physician, heal thyself. Luke iv. 23. The labourer is worthy of his hire. Lake x. 7. I DTi. v. i8. Go, and do thou likewise. Luke x. 37. But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her. Lake x. 42. He that is not with me is against me. Luke xi. 23. And I will say to my soul, Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for many years; take thine ease, eat, drink, and be merry. Luke xii. I9. Let your loins be girded about, and your lights burning. Luke xii. 35. For the children of this world are in their generation wiser than the children of light. Luke xvi. 8.

Page  571 New Testament. 5 7 It were better for him that a mill-stone were hanged about his neck, and he cast into the sea. Luke xvii. 2. Remember Lot's wife. Luke xvii. -32. Out of thine own mouth will I judge thee. Luke xix. 22. For if they do these things in a green tree, what shall be done in the dry? Luke xxiii. 3I. Can there any good thing come out of Nazareth? 7yon i. 46. The wind bloweth where it listeth. )7ohn iii. 8. He was a burning and a shining light. yohn v. 35. Gather up the fragments that remain, that nothing be lost. 7yon vi. I2. Judge not according to the appearance. 7ohn vii. 24. The Truth shall make you free. _7ohn viii. 32. For the poor always ye have with you. y7ohz xii. 8. Walk while ye have the light, lest darkness come upon you. 7ohn xii. 35. Let not your heart be troubled. 7yon xiv. I.

Page  572 572 New Testament. In my Father's house are many mansions. yohn xiv. 2. Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. 7ohn xv. I3. It is hard for thee to kick against the pricks. Acts ix. 5. Lewd fellows of the baser sort. Acts xvii. 5. The law is open. Acts xix. 38. It is more blessed to give than to receive. Acts xx. 35. Speak forth the words of truth and soberness. Acts xxvi. 25. For there is no respect of persons with God. Romans ii. I I. As some affirm that we say, Let us do evil that good may come. Rom. iii. 8. Fear of God before their eyes. Rom. iii. IS. Who against hope believed in hope. PoRom. iv. I8. For the wages of sin is death. Rom. vi. 23. And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God. Roa. viii. 28. A zeal of God, but not according to knowledge. Rom. x. 2. Be not wise in your own conceits. Rom. xii. I6.

Page  573 3New Testament. 573 Therefore if thine enemy hunger, feed him; if he thirst, give him drink: for in so doing thou shalt heap coals of fire on his head. Romans xii. 20. Be not overcome of evil, but overcome evil with good. Rom. xii. 2I. The powers that be are ordained of God. Ram. xiii. I. Render therefore to all their dues. Raom. xiii. 7. Owe no man anything, but to love one another. Roam. xiii. 8. Love is the fulfilling of the law. Rom. xiii. Io. Let every man be fully persuaded in his own mind. Rom. xiv. 5. I have planted, Apollos watered; but God gave the increase. I Corinthians iii. 6. Every man's work shall be made manifest. I Coar. iii. I3. Not to'think of men above that which is written.' I Car. iv. 6. Absent in body, but present in spirit. I Cor. v. 3. Know ye not that a little leaven leaveneth the whole lump? I Cor. v. 6. 1 Usually quoted, "to be wise above that which is written."

Page  574 5 74 New Testament. For the fashion of this world passeth away. I Corinthzins vii. 31. I am made all things to all men. I Cor. ix. 22. Wherefore let him that thinketh he stanideth take heed lest he fall. I Car. x. I2. As sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. I Cor. xiii. I. When I was a child, I spake as a child. I Cor. xiii. I. For now we see through a glass, darkly. I Cor. xiii. 12. Let all things be done decently and in order. I Cor. xiv. 40. Be not deceived: evil communications corrupt good manners.l I Cor. xv. 33. The first man is of the earth, earthy. I Cor. xv. 47. In the twinkling of an eye. I Cor. xv. 52. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? I Cor. xv. 55. Not of the letter, but of the spirit; for the letter killeth, but the spirit giveth life. 2 Cor. iii. 6. cPOElpOVctlv'0ii XPrnO' 60L5XtaL KaKal. - Menander. Diibner's edition of his Fragments, appended to Aristophanes in Didot's Bibliotheca Grceca, p. I02, 1. IoI.

Page  575 gNew Testament. 575 We walk by faith, not by sight. 2 Corinthians v. 7. Behold, now is the accepted time. 2 Cor. vi. 2. By evil report and good report. 2 Cor. vi. 8. The right hands of fellowship. Galatians ii. 9. For every man shall bear his own burden. Gal. vi. 5. Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. Gal. vi. 7. Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your wrath. Epjzesians iv. 26. For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain. PhilipSians i. 21. Whose God is their belly, and whose glory is in their shame. Phiil. iii. I9. Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things. Phil. iv. 8. Touch not; taste not; handle not. Colassi(ns ii. 21. Let your speech be always with grace, seasoned with salt. Col. iv. 6. Remembering without ceasing your work of faith and labour of love. I Thessalonians i. 3.

Page  576 576 New Testament. Study to be quiet. I Thzessalonians iv. I I. Prove all things; hold fast that which is good. i Thess. v. 21. The law is good, if a man use it lawfully. I Timo/zy i. 8. Not greedy of filthy lucre. I Timr. iii. 3. Busy-bodies, speaking things which they ought not. I Tim. v. 13. Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's sake. I Tim. v. 23. For the love of money is the root of all evil. I Tim. vi. Io. Fight the good fight. I Tim. vi. 12. Rich in good works. I Timr. vi. i8. Science falsely so called. I Tint. vi. 20. I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith. 2 Timn. iv. 7. Unto the pure all things are pure. Ti'tus i. 15. Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. Hebrews xi. I. Of whom the world was not worthy. Hebrews xi. 38. A cloud of witnesses. Heb. xii. I.

Page  577 New Testament. 577 For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth. Heb. xii. 6. The spirits of just men made perfect. Heb. xii. 23. Be not forgetful to entertain strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares. Heb. xiii. 2. Blessed is the man that endureth temptation; for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life. rames i. 12. Behold, how great a matter a little fire kindleth! _'ames iii. 5. The tongue can no man tame; it is an unruly evil.l games iii. 8. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you. y7ames iv. 7. Hope to the end. I Peter i. 13. Fear God. Honour the king. I Peter ii. I7. Ornament of a meek and quiet spirit. I Peter iii. 4. Giving honour unto the wife as unto the weaker vessel. I Peter iii. 7. Be ye all of one mind. I Peter iii. 8. Charity shall cover the multitude of sins. I Peter iv. 8. 1 Usually quoted, " The tongue is an unruly member." 25 KK

Page  578 578 Book of Common Prayelr [New Testament continued. Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary, the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour. I Peter v. 8. The dog is turned to his own vomit again. 2 Peter ii. 22. Bowels of compassion. I yohn iii. I7. There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear. I yohn iv. I8. Be thou faithful unto death. Revelation ii. Io. He shall rule them with a rod of iron. Rev. ii. 27. I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the first and the last. Rev. xxii. 13. BOOK OF COMMON PRAYER. We have left undone those things which we ought to have done; and we have done those things which we ought not to have done. Morning Prayer. The noble army of martyrs. IBid. ~ Afflicted, or distressed, in mind, body, or estate. Prayerfor all Conditions of Men. Have mercy upon us miserable sinners. The Litany.

Page  579 Book of Common Prayer. 579 From envy, hatred, and malice, and all uncharitableness. The Litany. The world, the flesh, and the devil. Ibid. The kindly fruits of the earth. Ibid. Read, mark, learn, and inwardly digest. Collectfor the Second Sunday in Advent. Renounce the devil and all his works. Baptism of Infants. The pomps and vanity of this wicked world. Catechism. To keep my hands from picking and stealing. Ibid. To do my duty in that state of life unto which it shall please God to call me. Ibid. An outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual grace. Ibid. Let him now speak, or else hereafter for ever hold his peace. Solemnization of Matrimony. To have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part. Ibid. To love, cherish, and to obey. Bid. With this ring I thee wed, with my body I thee worship, and with all my worldly goods I thee endow. Ibid.

Page  580 580 Tate and Brady. [Book of Common Prayer continued. In the midst of life we are in death.l The Burial Service. Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection. Ibid. But it was even thou, my companion, my guide, and mine own familiar friend. The r. Ps. Iv. 14. The iron entered into his soul. Ps. cv. I8. TATE AND BRADY. And though he promise to his loss, He makes his promise good. Ps. xv. 5. The sweet remembrance of the just Shall flourish when he sleeps in dust. Ps. xci. 4. 1 This is derived from a Latin antiphon, said to have been composed by Notker, a monk of St. Gall, in 9II, while watching some workmen building a bridge at Martinsbriicke, in peril of their lives. It forms the groundwork of Luther's antiphon De Morte.

Page  581 APPENDIX. A Cadmean victory. Greek Proverb. 2v/L.tLOy0ovrcov UE rT vavtaXLh, KatEtlE1 rt VlK7 T70otL gO KaLEvcTL Eyevero. Herod. i. I66. A Cadmean victory was one in which the victors suffered as much as their enemies. The haf is more than the zwhole. NMLMoe OU t L~avLu 00 rX TEOV "lILCoV 7ravroS. Hesiod, Works and Days, v. 40. To leave no stone unturned. IIaivra KLVwaaL 7rerpov. - Euripides, Zeraclid. 1002. This may be traced to a response of the Delphic Oracle, given to Polycrates, as the best means of finding a treasure buried by Xerxes' general, Mardonius, on the field of Plataea. The Oracle replied, Ildvra XlOov KlVEL, Turn every stone. Corp. Paremiogr. Grec. i. i. I46. zhe blood of the Martyrs is the seed of the Church. Plures efficimur, quoties metimur a vobis; semen est sanguis Christianorum. Tertullian, Apologet., c. 50.

Page  582 582 Alppendix. Man is a two-legged animal without feathers. Plato having defined man to be a two-legged animal without feathers, he (Diogenes) plucked a cock, and, bringing him into the school, said "Here is Plato's man." From which there was added to the definition, "with broad, flat nails." Diogenes Laertius, Lib. vi. c. ii. Vit. Diog. Ch. vi. ~ 40. I believe it, because it is impossible. Credo, quia impossibile. This is a misquotation of Tertullian, whose words are, Certum est, quia impossibile est. De Carne Christi, c. 5. Every man is the architect of his own fortune. Sed res docuit id verum esse quod in carminibus Appius ait, " Fabrum esse sure quemque fortune." Pseudo-Sallzest. Epist. de Rep. Ordiz. ii. I. Caesar's ze,'e should be above suspicion. Caesar was asked why he had divorced his wife. "Because," said he, " I would have the chastity of my wife clear even of suspicion." Plutarch, Life of Cesar. Ch. Io. Strike, but hear. Eurybiades lifting up his staff as if he was going to strike, Themistocles said " Strike if you will, but hear." Plutarch, L~fe of Themistocles.

Page  583 Appendix. 583 Where the shoe iinches. In the Life of,Emilius Paulus, Plutarch relates the story of a Roman being divorced from his wife. "This person being highly blamed by his friends, who demanded, — was she not chaste? was she not fair? - holding out his shoe asked them whether it was not new, and well made. Yet, added he, none of you can tell where it pinches me." To smell of the lamp. Plutarch, Life of Demosthenes. Ch. 8. Appealfrom Philijp drzunk to PhiZip sober. Inserit se tantis viris mulier alienigeni sanguinis: quoe a Philippo rege temulento immerenter damnata, Provocarem ad Philippum, inquit, sed sobrium. Val. Maximus. Lib. vi. cap. 2. To call a spade a spade. Plutarch, Reg. et Imp. Apoiph. Philip. xv. Ta &OKa rvKa, 6v cO-Ka'v 8N OKaz'0v'VOpJowa.VAristophanes, -as quoted in Lucian, Quoit. Hist. sit conscrib. 41. Begging the question. This is.a common logical fallacy, fetit/io princiziiz; and the first explanation of the phrase is to be found in Aristotle's Topica, viii. I3, where the five.ways of begging the question are set forth. The earliest English work in which the expression is found is " The A rte of Logike pjlainlie set forth in our English Tongue, &-'c. I 584."

Page  584 584 Appendix. The sinews of war. AEschines (Adv. Ctesifih. ch. 53) ascribes to Demosthenes the expression V7rorertral Ta -Veipa rcv rrpayaTdrcov, "the sinews of affairs are cut." Diogenes Laertius, in his Life of Bion (lib. iv. c. 7, ~ 3), represents that philosopher as saying rov 7rXoIroV ELvaL verpa 7rpayparcov, "that riches were Ithe sinews of business," or, as the phrase may mean, " of the state." Referring, perhaps, to this maxim of Bion, Plutarch says in his Life of Cleomenes (c. 27), "He who first called money the sinews of the state seems to have said this with sp'ecial reference to war." Accordingly, we find money called expressly Tra Evpa Tro) 7roXwtov, "the sinews of war," in Libanius, Orat. xlvi. (vol. ii. p. 477, ed. Reiske), and by the Scholiast on Pindar, Olymp. i. 4 (comp. Photius, Lex. s. v. MeyavopoV 7,rXoVrov). So Cicero Philipp. v. 2, "nervos belli, infinitam pecuniam." Adding insult to injury. A fly bit the bare pate of a bald man; who, endeavouring to crush it, gave himself a heavy blow. Then said the fly, jeeringly: " You wanted to revenge the sting of a tiny insect with death; what will you do to yourself, who have added insult to injury? " Quid facies tibi, Injuriae qui addideris contumeliam? Phaedrus, The Bald Man and the Fly. Book v. Fable 3. When at Rome, do as the Romans do. St. Augustine was in the habit of dining upon Saturday as upon Sunday; but, being puzzled with

Page  585 Appendix. 585 the different practices then prevailing (for they had begun to fast at Rome on Saturday), consulted St. Ambrose on the subject. Now at Milan they did not fast on Saturday, and the answer of the Milan saint was this: — "When I am here, I do not fast on Saturday; when at Rome, I do fast on Saturday." "Quando hic sum, non jejuno Sabbato: quando Romxe sum, jejuno Sabbato." St. Augustine, Epistle xxxvi. to Casulanus. When they are at Rome, they do there as they see done. Burton, Anatomny of Melancholy, Part iii. Sec. 4, Mem. 2, Subs. I. I see the right, and I approve it too, Condemn the wrong, and yet the wrong pursue. Video meliora proboque; Deteriora sequor. Ovid, Metamorphosis, Book vii. Line 29. Translated by Tate and Stonestreet, ed. Garth. The Art preservative of all arts. From the inscription upon the faqade of the house at Harlem, formerly occupied by Laurent Koster or Coster, who is charged, among others, with the invention of printing. Mention is first made of this inscription about I628. MEMORL2E SACRUM TYPOGRAPHIA ARS ARTIUM OMNIUM CONSERVATRIX. HIC PRIMUM INVENTA CIRCA ANNUM MCCCCXL. 25 *

Page  586 586 AAppendix. That same man, that runnith awaie, Maie again fight an other daie. Erasmus, Apothegmns, Trans. by Udall, I542. For those that fly may fight again, Which he can never do that's slain. Butler, HIdibras. Part iii. Canto 3. 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. Ray's History of the Rebellion, A. 48. Bristol, I752. 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. The Art of Poetry on a New Plan. Edited by Oliver Goldsmith (?) Vol iip. I47. London, I76I. Sed omissis quidem divinis exhortationibus illum magis Grmcum versiculum secularis sententiae sibi adhibent. Qui fugiebat, rzursus jrceliabitzr: ut et rursus forsitan fugiat. Tertullian, De Fuga in Persecutionze, c. 10. The corresponding Greek,'Avz)p O /Evrywv KaL 7ra)XLv /IaXt r eraL, is ascribed to Menander in Diibner's edition of his Fragments (appended to Aristoplhanes in Didot's Bibliotheca Grceca), p. 9I. Qui fuit, peut revenir aussi; Qui meurt, il n'en est pas ainsi. Scarron (I6Io- I660). Souvent celuy qui demeure Est cause de son meschef; Celuy qui fuit de bonne heure Peut combattre derechef. From the Satyre 1Menippee, 1594.

Page  587 Appendix. 587 Junius, Aprilis, Septemq; Nouemq; tricenos, Vnum plus reliqui, Februs tenet octo vicenos, At si bissextus fuerit superadditur vnus. Harrison's Description of Britcaine, prefixed to Holinshed's Chronicles, I577. Thirty dayes hath Nouember, Aprill, June, and September, February hath xxviii alone, And all the rest have xxxi. Grafton's Chronicles of England, I590o. Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November, February eight-and-twenty all alone, And all the rest have thirty-one; Unless that leap year doth combine, And give to February twenty-nine. The Return from Parnassus. London, I606. Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November, All the rest have thirty-one Excepting February alone: Which hath but twenty-eight, in fine, Till leap year gives it twenty-nine. Common in the New England States. Fourth, eleventh, ninth, and sixth, Thirty days to each affix; Every other thirty-one Except the second month alone. Common in Chester County, Pa. among the Friends. It is unseasonable and unwholesome in all months that have not an R in their name to eat an oyster. Butler, Dyet's Dry Dinner. 1599.

Page  588 588 Appendix. Old wood to burn / Old wine to drink/ Old I,, friends to trust Old authors to read!.;$< A Alonso of Aragon was wont to say, in commenVa~X ~ 1~ i ou dation of age, that age appeared to be best in these four tilings. (~E~ ~,~~..~:,~. Melchior, Floresta Esaiihola de Apotheginas o senten-,,~ F~NL~~it cias, &~c., ii. I. 20. Bacon, Apothegmns, 97. Is not old wine wholesomest, old pippins toothV 1s ~A W somest, old wood burns brightest, old linen wash "a. %~~ whitest? Old soldiers, sweetheart, are surest, and old lovers are soundest. John Webster, Westward Ho. Act ii. Sc. 2. What find you better or more honourable than age? Take the preheminence of it in everything: in an old friend, in old wine, in an old pedigree. Shakerly Marmion, The Antiquary. Act ii. Sc. I. I love everything that's old. Old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine. Goldsmith, She Stoops to Conquer. Act i. Sc. I. Nose, nose, nose, nose, And who gave thee that jolly red nose? Sinament and Ginger, Nutmegs and Cloves, And that gave me my jolly red nose.1 Ravenscroft's, Deuteromela, Sonfg No. 7. I609. Begone, dull Care, I prithee begone from me; Begone, dull Care, thou and I shall never agree. Playford's Musical Companion. I687. 1 Cf. Beaumont and Fletcher, The Knigzt of the Burning Pestle, Act i. Sc. 3.

Page  589 Appendix. 589 Fiat Justitia ruat Celum. This phrase, used by Lord Mansfield in the case of King vs. Wilkes, Burrow's Reports, vol. iv., 2562 (A. D.) I770, is found in Ward's Simple Cobbler of Aggawam in America. (First printed in I645.) God always favours the heaviest battalions. Deos fortioribus adesse. Tacitus, Hist. Book iv. xvii. Dieu est d'ordinaire pour les gros escadrons contre les petits. Bussy Rabutin, Lettres, iv. 9I. Oct. i8, I677. Le nombre des sages sera toujours petit. 11 est vrai qu'il est augmente; mais ce n'est rien en comparaison des sots, et par malheur on dit que Dieu est toujours pour les gros bataillons. Voltaire to M. Le Riche, February 6, I770. When Adam dolve, and Eve span, Who was then the gentleman? Lines used by John Ball, to encourage the Rebels in Wat Tyler's Rebellion. Hume's History of England. Vol. i. Ch. I7, Note 8. Now bething the, gentilman, How Adamtn dalf and Eve span. From a MS. of the I5th Century in the British Museum. Songs and Carols. The same proverb existed in German. Agricola (Prov. No. 264). So Adam reutte, und Eva span; Wer was da. ein eddelman.

Page  590 590 Appendix. Die in the last ditch. To William of Orange may be ascribed this saying.. When Buckingham urged the inevitable destruction which hung over the United Provinces, and asked him whether he did not see that the Commonwealth was ruined, "There is one certain means," replied the prince, "by which I can-be sure never to see my country's ruin, - I will die in the last ditch." Hume, History of England. i672. A Rowland for an Oliver. These were two of the most famous in the list of Charlemagne's twelve peers; and their exploits are rendered so ridiculously and equally extravagant by the old romancers, that from thence arose that saying, amongst our plain and sensible ancestors, of giving one a "Rowland for his Oliver," to signify the matchihg one incredible lie with another. Thomas Warburton. All is lost save honour. It was from the imperial camp near Pavia, that Francis the First, before leaving for Pizzighettone, wrote to his mother the memorable letter which, thanks to tradition, has become altered to the form of this sublime laconism: " Madame, tout est perdu fors l'honneur." The true expression is, " Madame, pour vous faire savoir comme se porte le reste de mon infortune, de toutes choses ne m'est demeure que l'honneur et la vie qui est sauve." Martin, Histoire de France. Tont. viii.

Page  591 Appendix. 591 Hobson's choice. Tobias Hobson was the first man in England that let out hackney horses. When a man came for a horse, he was led into the stable, where there was a great choice, but he obliged him to take the horse which stood next to the stable door; so that every customer was alike well served according to his chance, from whence it became a proverb, when what ought to be your election was forced upon you, to say " Hobson's choice." Spectator. No. 509. Put your trust in God, my boys, and keep your powder dry. Colonel Blacker, Oliver's Advice. I 834. There is a well-authenticated anecdote of Cromwell. On a certain occasion, when his troops were about crossing a river to attack the enemy, he concluded an address, couched in the usual fanatic terms in use among them, with these words: "Put your trust in God; but mind to keep your powder dry." Hayes's Ballads of Ireland. Vol. i. p. I9I. Am I not a man and a brother? From a medallion by Wedgewood (I768), representing a negro in chains, with one knee on the ground, and both hands lifted up to heaven. This was adopted as a characteristic seal by the Antislavery Society of London.

Page  592 592 Appen dix. For angling-rod, he took a sturdy oak; For line a cable, that in storm ne'er broke; His hook was baited with a dragon's tail, And then on rock he stood to bob for whale. From The Mock Romnznce, a rhapsody attached to The Loves of Hero and Leander, published in London in the years I653 and I677. Chambers's Book of Days. Vol. i.p. I73In Chalmers's British Poets the following is ascribed to William King (i 663 - 1712). His angle-rod made of a sturdy oak; His line a cable which in storms ne'er broke; His hook he baited with a dragon's tail, And sat upon a rock, and bobbed for whale. Ulon a Giant's Angling. As good as a prlay. An exclamation of Charles II. when in Parliament attending the' discussion of Lord Ross's Divorce Bill. The king remained in the House of Peers while his speech was taken into consideration, — a common practice with him; for the debates amused his sated mind, and were sometimes, he used to say, as good as a comedy. Macaulay, Review of the Life and Writings of Sir William Temple. When in doubt, win the trick. Hoyle, Twenty-four Rulesfor Learners. Rule I2.

Page  593 Appendix. 593 Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God. From an inscription on the cannon near which the ashes of President John Bradshaw were lodged, on the top of a high hill near Martha Bay in Jamaica. Stiles's History of the Three /7udges of King Charles /. This supposititious epitaph was found among' the papers of Mr. Jefferson, and in his handwriting. It was supposed to be one of Dr. Franklin's spiritstirring inspirations. Randall's Life of 7efferson. Vol. iii. p. 585. Vation of shopkeepers. From an oration purporting to have been delivered by Samuel Adams at the State House in Philadelphia, August I, I776. Philadelh/zia, printed, London, reprintedfor E. rohnson, 7o. 4 LLudgate Hill. MDCCLXXVI.1 To found a great empire for the sole purpose of raising up a people of customers may at first sight appear a project fit only for a nation of shopkeepers. Adam Smith, Wealth of Nations. Vol. ii. Book iv. Ch. vii. Part 3. I775. And what is true of a shopkeeper is true of a shopkeeping nation. Tucker, Dealn of Gloucester. Tract. 1766. 1 Nd such American edition has ever been seen, but at least four copies are known of the London issue. A German translation of this oration was printed in 1778, perhaps at Berne; the place of publication is not given. - Wells's Life of Adams. LL

Page  594 594 Appendix. Speech was given to man to conceal his thoughzts. Ils n'employent les paroles que pour deguiser leurs pensees. Voltaire, Dialogue xiv. Le Chapon et la. Poularde. When Harel wished to put a joke or witticism into circulation, he was in the habit of connecting it with some celebrated name, on the chance of reclaiming it if it took. Thus he assigned to Talleyrand in the NVain yaune the phrase, "Speech was given to man to disguise his thoughts." Fournier, L'Esprit dans Z'Histoire. Where Nature's end of language is declined, And men talk only to conceal the mind. Young, Love of Fame. Satire ii. Line 207. The germ of this saying is to be found in Jeremy Taylor; South, Butler, Young, Lloyd, and Goldsmith have repeated it after him. Beginnig, of lfze end. Mr. Fournier asserts, on the written authority of Talleyrand's brother, that the only breviary used by the ex-bishop was L'Ihnprovisatezur Franfais, a compilation of anecdotes and bon-mots, in twenty-one duodecimo volumes. Whenever a good thing was wandering about in search of a parent, he adopted it; amongst others, "C'est le commencement de la fin.'? To shew our simple skill, That is the true beginning of our end. Shakespeare, MIidsumnmer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. I.

Page  595 Appendix. 595 Defend me from myyfriends. The French Ana assign to Marechal Villars taking leave of Louis XIV. this aphorism, "Defend me from my friends; I can defend myself from my enemies." But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save, save, oh save me from the candid friend! Canning, The New Morality. Orthodoxy is my doxy, Heterodoxy is another man's doxy. "I have heard frequent use," said the late Lord Sandwich, in a debate on the Test Laws, "of the words'orthodoxy' and'heterodoxy'; but I confess myself at a loss to know precisely what they mean." "Orthodoxy, my Lord," said Bishop Warburton, in a whisper, - " orthodoxy is my doxy, - heterodoxy is another man's doxy." Priestley's Menmoirs. Vol. i. p. 372. No one is a hero to his valet. This phrase is commonly attributed to Madame de Sevigne, but, on the authority of Madame Aisse, belongs to Madame Cornuel. Lettres, edit. 7. Ravenal. I853. Few men are admired by their servants. Montaigne, Essais. Book iii. Ch. iI. When Hermodotus in his poems described Antigonus as the son of Helios (the sun), " My valetde-chambre," said he, "is not aware of this." Plutarch, De Iside et Osiride. Ch. xxiv.

Page  596 596 Appendix. Greatest happiness of the greatest number. Priestley was the first (unless it was Beccaria)1 who taught my lips to pronounce this sacred truth, - that the greatest happiness of the greatest number is the foundation of morals and legislation. Bentham's Works. Vol. x. p. I42. Ridicule the test of truth.2 How comes it to pass, then, that we appear such cowards in reasoning, and are so afraid to stand the test of ridicule? Shaftesbury, Czaracteristicks. A Letter concerning Enthusiasm. Sec. 2. Truth,'t is supposed, may bear all lights; and one of those principal lights or natural mediums by which things are to be viewed, in order to a thorough recognition, is ridicule itself. Ibid. Essay on the Freedom of Wit and Humour. Sec. I.'T was the saying of an ancient sage,3 that humour was the only test of gravity; and. gravity, of humour. For a subject which would not bear raillery was suspicious; and a jest which would not bear a serious examination was certainly false wit. Ibid. Sec. v. 1 The expression is used by Beccaria in the introduction to his Essay on Crimes and Punishments. 2 We have, oftener than once, endeavoured to attach some meaning to that aphorism, vulgarly imputed to Shaftesbury, which, however, we can find nowhere in his works, that ridicule is the test of truth. - Carlyle, gMiscellanies. Voltaire. 3 Gorgias Leontinus, apud Arist. Rhetor, lib. 3, cap. IS.

Page  597 App endix. 597 Even such is Time, that takes on trust Our youth, our joyes, our all we have, And pays us but with age and dust; Who in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust. Verses written by Sir Walter Ralezgh the night before his death. According to Oldys, they were found in his Bible. Go, Soul, the body's guest, Upon a thankless arrant; Fear not to touch the best, The truth shall be thy warrant; Go, since I needs must die, And give the world the lie. The Lie. This poem is traced in manuscript to the year 1593. It first appeared in print in Davison's Poetical Rhaisody, second edition, I6o8. It has been assigned to various authors, but on Raleigh's side there is good evidence, besides the internal testimony,'which appears to us irresistible. Two answers to it, written in Raleigh's lifetime, ascribe it to him; and two manuscript copies of the period of Elizabeth bear the title of "Sir Walter Rawleigh his Lie." Chambers's Cyclopedia. Vol. i. p. I20. Carpet knights. As much valour is to be found in feasting as in fighting; and some of our city captains and carpet knights will make this good, and prove it. Burton, Anatomy of Melancholy. Pt. i. Sec. 2, iMea. 2, Subs. 2.

Page  598 598 Appendix. From Percy's Religues. My mind to me a kingdom is;' Such perfect joy therein I find, As far exceeds all earthly bliss, That God and Nature hath assigned. Though much I want that most would have, Yet still my mind forbids to crave. My mind to me a kinZdom is. From Byrd's Psalmes, Sonnets, &dc., I588. He that had neyther been kithe nor kin Might have seen a full fayre sight. Guy of Gisborne. Late, late yestreen I saw the new moone, Wi' the auld moon in hir arme. Sir Patrick Speens.2 Weep no more, lady, weep no more, Thy sorrow is in vain; For violets plucked the sweetest showers.Will ne'er make grow again. The Friar of Orders Gray. Every white will have its black, And every sweet its sour. Sir Carline. 1 Mens regnum bona possidet. Seneca, Thyestes, Arct ii. Line 380. My mind to me an empire is While grace affordeth health. Robert Southwell ( I560- I 595). Look Home. 2 I saw the new moon, late yestreen, Wi' the auld moon in her arm. From The Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border.

Page  599 Appendix. 599 Percy's Reliques continued.] We'11 shine in more substantial honours, And to be noble we'11 be good. Win'freda (I726). And when with envy Time, transported, Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'11 in your girls again be courted, And I'11 go wooing in my boys. Ibid. He that wold not when he might, He shall not when he wolda.l The Baftled KFight. The Guard dies, but never surrenders. This phrase, attributed to Cambronne, who was made prisoner at Waterloo, was vehemently denied by him. It was invented by Rougemont, a prolific author of mots, two days after the battle, in the Indedfiendant. Fournier, L'Esprit dans l'Histoire. I do not give you to posterity as a pattern to imitate, but an example to deter. Junius, Letter xii. To the Duke of Grafton. The heart to conceive, the understanding to direct, or the hand to execute.2 Letter xxxvii. City Address anid the King,'s Answer. Private credit is wealth, public honour is security; the feather that adorns the royal bird supports its flight; strip him of his plumage, and you fix himr to the earth. Letter xlii. Affair of the Falkland Islands. 1 He that will not when he may, When he will, he shall have nay. Burton, Anat. of Mel. p. iii. Sec. 2. Mern. 5, Subs. 5. 2 Cf. Gibbon, p. 358.

Page  600 6oo Appendix. From the New England Primer. In Adam's fall, We sinned all. My Book and Heart Must never part. Young Obadias, David, Josias, - All were pious. Peter deny'd His Lord, and cry'd. Young Timothy Learnt sin to fly. Xerxes did die, And so must I. Zaccheus he Did climb the tree Our Lord to see. Our days begin with trouble here, Our life is but a span, And cruel death is always near, So frail a thing is man. Now I lay me down to take my sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. His wife, with nine small children and one at the breast, following him to the stake. Martyrdom of Mr. 7oh/n Rogers. Burnt at SmitlhfielZ, Feb. I4, I554.

Page  601 Appendix. 6oi The wisdom of many and the wit of one. A definition of a proverb which Lord John Russell gave one morning at breakfast, at Mardock's, — "One man's wit, and all men's wisdom." Memoirs of Mazckintosh. Vol. ii. p. 473. Count that day lost whose low descending sun Views from thy hand no worthy action done. Staniford's Art of Reading. Third Edition, J. 27. Boston, I803. In the Preface to Mr. Nichol's work on Autograpfhs, among other albums noticed by him as being in the British Museum is that of David Krieg with Jacob Bobart's autograph, and the following verses.' " Virtus sua gloria." Think that day lost whose [low] descending sun Viewes from thy hand no noble action done. Bobart died about 1726. He was a son of the celebrated botanist of that name. Order reigns in Warsaw. General Sebastian announced the fall of Warsaw in the Chamber of Deputies, Sept. i6, I834: Des lettres que je recois de Pologne m'annoncent que la tranquillite regne'a Varsovie. Dumas, WMemoires, 2nd Series. Vol. iv. Ch. 3. A foreign nation is a contemporaneous posterity. Byron's European fame is the best earnest of his immortality, for a foreign nation is a kind of contemporaneous posterity. Stanley, or The Recollections of a Makn of the World. Vol. ii. p. 89. 1 Notes and Queries, Ist Series, Vol. vii. p. I59. 26

Page  602 602 App endir. Young men think old men fools, and old men knozew young men to be so. Quoted by Camden as a saying of one Dr. Metcalf. It is now in many people's mouths, and likely to pass into a proverb. Ray's Proverbs, }. I45, ed. Boh/n. PROVERBIAL EXPRESSIONS, FROM ENGLISH WRITERS, WHICH ARE OF COMMON ORIGIN. All that glisters is not gold. Shakespeare, Merchant of Venice, Act ii. Sc. 7. All is not gold that glisteneth. Middleton, A Fair Quarrel, Act v. Sc. I. All thing, which that shineth as the gold Ne is no gold, as I have herd it told. Chaucer, The Chanornes Yemannes Tale, Line 243. All is not golde that outward shewith bright. Lydgate, On the Mutability of Human Affairs. Gold all is not that doth golden seem. Spenser, Faerie Queene, Book ii. Canto: 8, St. 14. All is not gold that glisters. Herbert, Yacula Prudentuzm. All, as they say, that glitters is not gold. Dryden, Hiznd and Panther. Another, yet the same. Pope, Dunciad, Book iii. Tickell, From a L~ziiy in England. Johnson, Life of DIyyden. Darwin,

Page  603 Alppendix. 603 Botanic Garden, Pt. i. Canto 4, 1. 380. Wordsworth, The Excursion, Book ix. Scott, The Abbot, Ch. I. Aliusque et idem. Horace, Carm. Sec. 1. Io. At sixes and sevens. Middleton, The Widow. Act i. Sc. 2. Better late than never. Tusser, Five ]Hundred Points of Good Huzsbandry. Bunyan, Pilgrim's Progress, Pt. I. Murphy, The Schoolfor Guardians, Act I. By hook or crook. Spenser, Faerie Queene, Book iii. Canto I, St. 17. Beaumont and Fletcher, Women Pleased, Act i. Sc. 3. Castles in the air. Stirling, Sonnets, S. 6. Burton, Anatonzy of A'leancholy, The Author's Abstract. Sidney, Defence of Poesy. Sir Thomas Browne, Letter to a Friend. Giles Fletcher, Christ's History, Pt. ii. Swift, Duke Grafton's Answzer. Broome, Poverty and Poetry. Fielding, Epistle to Walpole. Cibber, Non 7uror, Act ii. Churchill, Epistle to Lloyd. Shenstone, On Taste, Pt. ii. Lloyd, Epistle to Colmean. Compare great things with small. Virgil, Georgics, Book iv.. 1 76. Milton, Par. Lost. Book ii.. 921. Cowley; The Motto. Dryden, Ovid's Met., Book i. 1. 727. Tickell, Poem on Hzunting; Pope, Windsor Forest. Comparisons are odious. Burton, Anatf. of Mel., Pt. iii. Sec. 3, Mere. I. Subs. 2. Heywood, A Woman killed with Kindness, Act i. Sc. I. Donne, El. 8. Herbert, 7acula Prudentu m.

Page  604 604 Appendix. Comparisons are odorous. Shakespeare, Much Ado about Nothing, Act iii. Sc. 5. Comparisons are offensive. Don Quixote, Pt. ii. Ch. I. Dark as pitch. Ray's Proverbs. Bunyan, Pilgrim's Progress, Pt. I. Deeds, not words. Beaumont and Fletcher,. The Lover's Progress, Act iii. Sc. Io. Butler, Hudibras, Pt. i. C. I, 7. 867. Devil take the hindmost. Beaumont and Fletcher, Bonduca, Act iv. Sc. 3. Butler, zHudibras, Pt. i. Canto 2, 1. 633. Prior, Ode on taking Nemur. Pope, Dunciad, Book ii. 1. 60. Burns, To a Haggis. Diamonds cut diamonds. Ford, The Lover's Melancholy, Act. i. Sc. I. Discretion the best part of valour. Beaumont and Fletcher, A King, and no King, Act iv. Sc. 3. The better part of valour is discretion. Shakespeare, Henry IV., Pt. i. Act v. Sc. 4. Churchill, The Ghost, Book i. 1. 232. Eat thy cake and have it too. Herbert, The Size. Bickerstaff, Thomas and Sally. Enough is good as a feast. Ray's Proverbs. Bickerstaff, Love in a Village, Act iii. Sc. I. Every tub must stand upon its own bottom. Ray's Proverbs. Bunyan, Pilg6rim's Progress. Macklin, The Man of the World, Act i. Sc. 2.

Page  605 Appendix. 605 Every why hath a wherefore. Shakespeare, Comedy of Errors, Act ii. Sc. 2. Butler, Hudibras, Pt. i. Canto I, 1. I32. Facts are stubborn things. Smollett, Trans. Gil Blas, Book x. Ch. I. Elliot, Essay on Field lusbandry, p. 35, n. (I747). Faint heart ne'er won fair lady. Britain's Ida, Canto v. St. I. King, Orpheius and Eurydice. Burns, To Dr. Blacklock. Colman, Love Laughs at Locksmiths, Act i. Fast and loose. Shakespeare, Love's Labour's Lost, Act i. Sc. I. Give an inch he'11 take an ell. John Webster, Sir Thomas Wyatt. Hobbes, Liberty and Necessity, No. iii. Give ruffles to a man who wants a shirt. Sorbiere (I6io- I670), from The French Arnas. Tom Brown, Laconics. Goldsmith, The Haunch of Venison. God sends meat, and the Devil sends cooks. Ray's Proverbs. Garrick, Espigram on Goldsmith's Retaliation. Golden mean. Horace, Book 2, Ode x. 5. Mly mind to me a Kingdom is. Massinger, The Great Dguk? of Florence, Act i. Sc. I. Pope, Moral Essays, Epistle iii. 1. 246. Great wits will jump. Sterne, Tristram. Shandy. Byrom, The Ninimers. Good wits will jump. Cougham, Camden Soc. Pub. p. 20. Duke of Buckingham, The Chances, Act v. Sc. I.

Page  606 606 Appendix. Gray mare will prove the better horse. The Marriage of True Wit and Science. -Butler, Hgtdibras, Pt. ii. Canto 2, 1. 698. Fielding, The Grub Street Opera, Act ii. Sc. 4. Prior, Epilogzue to Lucius. [Mr. Macaulay thinks that this jroverbl originated in the preference generally given to the gray mares of Flanders over the finest coach-horses of England.- History of Eng'land, Vol. i. Ca. 3.] Hail, fellow, well met. Tom Brown, Amusement, viii. Swift, My Lady's Lamentation. He knew what's what. Skelton, Why come ye not to Courte? 1. IIo6. Butler, fzudibras, Pt. i. Canto I, 1. I49. He must go that the Devil drives. Peele, Edward. Shakespeare, All's Well that Ends Well, Act i. Sc. 3. He must have a long spoon, that must eat with the Devil. Chaucer, The Squiere's Tale, Pt. ii. /. 256. Marlowe, The 7ewz of Malta, Act iii. Sc. 5. Shakespeare, Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act. iv. Sc. 3. Apius and Virginrizt. Honesty is the best policy.:Don Quixote, Pt. ii. C1z. 33. Byrom, The Nimnmers. Ill wind turns none to good. Tusser, Moral Refections on the Wind. Ill blows the wind that profits nobody. Shakespeare, Henmy VI., Pt. iii. Act ii. Sc. 5. Not the ill wind which blows no man good. Shakespeare, Henry IV., Pt. ii. Act v. Sc. 3. In spite of my [thy] teeth. Middleton, A Trick to catch the Old One, Act i.

Page  607 Appendix. 607 Sc. 2. Southerne, Sir Anthony Love, Act iii. Sc. I. Fielding, Eurydice Hissed. Garrick, The Country Girl, Act iv. Sc. 3. It was no chylden's game. Pilkington, Tournament of Tottenham, I63I. Let the world slide. Shakespeare, The Tazizng of the Shrew, Induc. I. John Heywood, Be merry, Friends. Let us do or die. Beaumont and Fletcher, The Island Princess, Act ii. Sc. 4. Burns, Bannockburn. Campbell, Gertrude. [Scott says "this expression is a kind of common property, being the motto, we believe, of a Scottish family."- Review of Gertrude, Scott's Misc. Vol. i. p. 153.] Look a gift horse in the mouth. Rabelais, Book i. Ch. xi. Butler, fzudibras, Pt. i. CWanto I, 1. 490. Also quoted by St. Jerome. Look ere thou leap, see ere thou go. Tusser, Five zHundred Points of Good Husbandry, Ch. 57. Look before you ere you leap. Butler, Hudtibras, Pt. ii. Canto 2, l. 502. Love me little, love me long. Marlowe, yew of Mlalta, Act iv. Herrick. Lucid interval. Bacon, Henzry Vi.T Fuller, A Pisgah Sight of Palestine, Book iv. Ch. 2. South, Sermvon, Vol. viii.p. 403. Dryden, MacFlecknoe. Johnson, Life of Lyttelton. Burke, On the Frenclh Revolution. Nisi suadeat intervallis. Bracton, fol. I243, andfol. 420, b. Register Original, 267 a, I270.

Page  608 6o8 Appendix. Main chance. Shakespeare, Henry VI., Pt. ii. Act i. Sc. I. Butler, Hudibras, Pt. ii. Canto 2. Dryden, Persius, Sat. vi. Midnight oil. Gay, Shepherd and Philosopher. Shenstone, Elegy xi. Cowper, Retirement. Lloyd, On Rhyme. Moon is made of green cheese. Yack yugler,p. 46. Rabelais, Book i. Ch. xi. Butler, Hlrudibras, Pt. ii. Canto 3, 1. 263. Mother-wit. Spenser, Faerie Queene, Book iv. Canto x. St. 2I. Marlowe, Prol. Tamberlaine the Great, Pt. i. Shakespeare, Taming of the Shrew, Act ii. Sc. I. More the merrier. Title of a Book ofE.pigrams, I6o8. Beaumont and Fletcher, The Scornfid Lady, Act i. Sc. I. The Sea Voyage, Act i. Sc. 2. Neither fish nor flesh, nor good red herring. Sir H. Sheers, Satyr on the Sea Officers. Tom Brown,; Eneus Sylvius's Letter. Dryden, Epilogue to the Duke of Guise. Nine days' wonder. Beaumont and Fletcher,'The Noble Gentleman, Act iii. Sc. 4. Quarles, Emblems, Book i. viii. No better than you should be. Beaumont and Fletcher, The Coxcomb, Act iv. Sc. 3. Fielding, The Temiple Beau, Sc. 3. No love lost between us. Goldsmith, She Stoops to Conquer, Act iv. Garrick, Correspondence, 1759. Fielding, The Grub Street Opera, Act i. Sc. iv.

Page  609 Appendix. 609 Of two evils the less is always to be chosen. Thomas a Kempis, Imitation of. Christ, Book ii. Ch. 12. Hooker's Polity, Book v. Ch. lxxxi. Of two evils I have chose the least. Prior, Imitation of Horace. E duobus malis minimum eligendum. Erasmus, Adages. Cicero, De Officiis. Of harmes two the lesse is for to cheese. Chaucer, Troilus and Creseide, Book ii. 7. 470. Paradise of fools. Fools' paradise. Shakespeare, Romeo and Yuliet, Act ii. Sc. 4. Milton, Par. Lost, Book iii. /. 496. Pope, Dunciad, Book iii. Fielding, The AModern Husband, Act i. Sc. 9. Crabbe, The Borough, Letter xii. Quevedo, Visions, iv. L'Estrange's Trans. Murphy, All in the Wrotng, Act i. Picked up his crumbs. Murphy, The Upholsterer, Act i. Plain as a pike-staff. Terence in English, I64I. Duke of Buckingham, Speech in the House of Lords, I675. Smollett, Trans. Gil Blas, Book xii. Chz. 8. Rhyme nor reason. Pierre Patelin, quoted by Tyndale (I530). Spenser, On his Promised Pension. Peele, Edward I. Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act iii. Sc. 2. Merry Wives of Windsor, Act V. SC. 5. Comedy of Errors, Act ii. Sc. 2. [Sir Thomas More -advised an author who had sent him his manuscript to read, "to put it in rhyme." Which being done, Sir Thomas said, "Yea, marry, now it is somewhat, for now it is rhyme; before it was neither rhyme nor reason."] 26* MM

Page  610 61o Appendzx. Remedy worse than the disease. Bacon, Of Seditions and Troubles. Beaumont and Fletcher, Love's Cure, Act iii. Sc. 2. Suckling's Letters, A Dissuasion from Love. Dryden's j71venal, Sat. xvi. 1. 32. Smell a rat. Ben Jonson, Tale of a Tub, Act iv. Sc. 3. Butler, Hudibras, Pt. i. Canto I, 1. 28I. Farquhar, Love and a Bottle. Spare the rod, and spoil the child. Ray's Proverbs. Butler, Hudibras, Pt. ii. Canto I,. 844. Speech is silver, silence is gold. A German Proverb. Speech is like cloth of Arras, opened and put abroad, whereby the imagery doth appear in figure; whereas in thoughts they lie but as in packs. Plutarch, Life of Themistocles. From Bacon's Essays, On Friendship. Spick and span new. Ford, The Lover's Melancholy, Act i. Sc. I. Farquhar, Preface to his Works. Set my ten commandments in your face. Shakespeare, Henry VI., Pt. ii. Act i. Sc. 3. Selimus, Emperor of the Turks, I594. Westward Hoe, I607. Erasmus, Apophthegmns. Strike while the iron is hot. John Webster, Westward Hoe, Act ii. Sc. i. Farquhar, The Beaux' Stratagem, Act iv. Sc. I. Tell truth, and shame the devil. Shakespeare, Henry IV., Pt. i. Act iii. Sc. i. Swift, Mary the Cookmaid's Letter.

Page  611 Apppendix. 6 I The lion is not so fierce as they paint him. Herbert, 7acula Prudentum. Fuller, On Expecting Preferment. Though I say it that should not say it. Beaumont and Fletcher, Wit at Several Weapons, Act ii. Sc. 2. Fielding, The Miser, Act iii. Sc. 2. Cibber, The Rival Fools, Act ii. 7ize Fall of British Tyranny, Act iv. Sc. 2. Through thick and thin. Spenser, Faerie Queene, Book iii. Canto I, St. 17. Middleton, The Roaring Girl, Act iv. Sc. 2. Kemp, Nine Days' Wonder. Butler, RLudibras, Pt. i. Canto ii. i. 369. Dryden, Absalom and Achitophel, Pt. ii. I. 4I4. Pope, Dunciad, Book ii. Cowper, yohn Gilpin. To make a virtue of necessity. Rabelais, Book i. Ch. xi. Chaucer, Knight's Tale, 1. 3044. Shakespeare, Tieo Gentlemen of Verona, Act'iv. Sc. 2. Dryden, Palamon and Arcite. [In the additions of Hadrianus Junius to the Adages of Erasmus, he remarks (under the head of Necessitatem edere), that a very familiar proverb was current among his countrymen, viz. Necessitatem in virtutem commiutare.] To see and to be seen. Chaucer, The Prologe of the Wyfe of Bathe, 1. 552. Ben Jonson, Epitlhalamion, St. 3, 1. 4. Dryden, Ovid's Art of Love, Book i. 1. Io9. Goldsmith, Citizen of the World, Letter 7'. Turn over a new leaf. Middleton, Anythinzgfor a Quiet Life, Act iii. Sc. 3. Two of a trade seldom agree. Ray's Proverbs. Gay, The Old Hen and the Cock. Murphy, The Apprentice, Act iii.

Page  612 612 Appendix. Two strings to his bow. Hooker's Polity, Book v. Ch. lxxx. Butler, Hudfibras, Pt. iii. Canto I, 1. I. Churchill, The Ghost, Book iv. Fielding, Love in Several A/Masques, Sc. xiii. Virtue is her own reward. Dryden, Tyrannic Love, Art iii. Sc. I. Virtue is its own reward. Prior, Imr. of Horace, Book iii. Ode 2. Gray, Epistle to Methuen. Home, Douglas, Act iii. Sc. I. Virtue is to herself the best reward. Henry More, Cupid's Conflict. Ipsa quidem Virtus sibimet pulcherrima merces. Silius Italicus, Punica, Lib. xiii. 1. 663. Wherever God erects a house of prayer, The devil always builds a chapel there. De Foe, The True-Born Engzlishman, Pt. i. Z. I. God never had a church but there, men say, The devil a chapel hath raised by some wyles. I doubted of this saw, till on a day I westward spied great Edinburgh's Saint Gyles. Drummond, Posthuzmous Poems. No sooner is a temple built to God, but the Devil builds a chapel hard by. George Herbert, 7acula Prudentunm. Where God hath a temple, the Devil will have a chapel. Burton, Anatomy of Afelancholy, Pt. iii. Sc. iv. M. I, Subs. I. Wrong sow by the ear. Ben Jonson, Every Alan in his Humour, Act ii. Sc. I. Butler, zHudibras, Pt. ii. Canto 3, /. 580. Colman, Heir-at-Law, Act i. Sc. I.

Page  613 Appendix. 61 3 Word and a blow. Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act iii. Sc. r. Dryden, Amnphitryon, Act i. Sc. I. Bunyan, Pilgrim's Progress, Pt. i. Parish me no parishes. Peele, The Old Wive's Tale. Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle. Shakespeare, Richard I., Act ii. Sc. 3. Thank me no thanks, nor proud me no prouds. Shakespeare, Romeo and _uliet, Act iii. Sc. 5. Vow me no vows. Beaumont and Fletcher, Wit without Money, Act iv. Sc. 4. Plot me no plots. Beaumont and Fletcher, The KEnight of the Burning Pestle, Act ii. Sc. 5. 0 me no O's. Ben Jonson, The Case is Altered, Act v. Sc. I. Cause me no causes. Massinger, A new Way to pay Old Debts, Act i. Sc. 3. Virgin me no virgins. Ibid. Act iii. Sc. 2. End me no ends. Ibid. Act v. Sc. I. Front me no fronts. Ford, The Lady's Trial, Act ii. Sc. I. Midas me no Midas. Dryden, The Wild Gallant, Act ii. Sc. I. Madam me no Madam. Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 2. Petition me no petitions. Fielding, Tom Thumb, Act i. Sc. 2. Map me no maps. Fielding, Rape upon Rape, Act i. Sc. 5.

Page  614 614 Appendix. But me no buts. Fielding, Rape upon Rape, Act ii. Sc. 2. Aaron Hill, Snake in the Grass, Sc. I. Play me no plays. Foote, 7h3e Knght, Adct ii. Clerk me no clerks. Scott, Ivanhoe, Ch. 20. Diamond me no diamonds! prize me no prizes. Tennyson, Idyls of the King, Elaine.

Page  615 INDEX. AARON'S serpent, 272. Aching void, 368. Abashed the devil stood, I84. Acorns, oaks from little, 393. Abdiel, the seraph, I86. Acquaintance, auld, 388. Abide with me, 503. upon better, 20. Abodes, blessed, 270. Acre of his neighbor's corn, 402. Abou Ben Adhem, 492. Acres, over whose, walked, 54. Abound, sin and death, 438. Act and know, does both, 219. Above all Greek, 289. to the swelling, 89. all Roman fame, 289. well your part, 274. any Greek, 226. Acting of a dreadful thing, 83. that which is written, 573. when off the stage, 348. the reach, 405. Action and counteraction, 352. the smoke and stir, 194. faithful in, 279. the vulgar flight, 341. how like an angel in, io9. Abra was ready, 24I. in the tented field, I23. Abraham's bosom, 70. is transitory, 401. Abridgment of all that is pleasant lose the name of, i II. in man, 347. makes fine the, I55. Abroad, schoolmaster is, 504. 110no noble, done, 6oi. Absence makes the heart grow of the tiger, 63. fonder, 502. pious, I Io. Absent from him I roam, 438. suit the, to the word, II2. in body, 573. vice dignified by, 78. Absolute rule, i8I. Actions, of my living, 74. sway, 238. of the just, I6o. the knave is, II7. of the last age, I64. Abstracts and brief chlronicles, 109. virtuous, 230. Abundance of the heart, 567. Actor, condemn not the, 23. Abuse, stumbling on, 78. well graced, 53. Abusing the king's English, 20 Actors, these our, I8. Abyss, into this wild, I78. Acts being seven ages, 41. Abyssinian maid, 434. illustrious, 169. Academe, grove of, I92. little nameless, 406. Academes that nourish all the nobly does well, 262. world, 3T. our angels are, I47. Accept a miracle, 268. the best who thinks most, 5i6. Accepted time, 575. those graceful, i88. Accident of an accident, 37I. unremembered, 406. Accidents by flood and field, 124. Ada! sole daughter, 470. Accommodated, excellent to be, 61. Adage, cat i' the, 9I. Accomplishment of verse, 422. Adam dolve and Eve span, 589. According to the appearance, 571. the goodliest lman, I82. to knowledge, 572. the offending, 62. Account, beggarly, 80o. Adamant, cased in, 416. sent to my, 107. Adam's fall we sinned all, 6oo. Accoutred as I was, 82. Add to golden numbers, I65. Accuse not nature, i88. to these retired leisure, 202. Achilles' tomb, 489. wings to thy speed, 177. wrath, 298. Adder,stingeth like an, 555.

Page  616 616 Index. Adding fuel to the flame, I94. After-loss, drop in for an, 135. insult to injury, 584. Afternoon, custom in the, Io6. Addison, days and nights to, 320. multitude call the, 31. Adds a precious seeing, 30. of her best days, 70. Adieu my native shore, 468. After times, written to, 206. so sweetly she bade me, 327. Afterwards he taught, 2. Adjunct, learning is but an, 30. Against me, not iith me, is, 570. Adore the hand that gives the Agate-stone, no bigger than an, 76. blow, 239. Age, ache, penury, 24. Admiration of virtue, 207. actions of the last, I64. of weak minds, 19I. beautiful is their old, 4i8. season your, 102. be comfort to my, 39. Admire, where none, 324. cannot wither her, I3I. Admired, all who saw, 384. cradle of reposing, 287. disorder, 95. dallies like the old, 47. Admit impediments, 135. expect one of my, 393. Admitted to that equal sky, 270. for talking, 344. Adored through fear, 364. grow dim with, 251. Adores and burns, 271. he was not of an, 145. Adorn a tale, 3I7. in a good old, 540. nothing he did nlot, 3I9. in a green old, 229. the cottage-might, 346. in every, in every clime, 295. Adorned amply in her husband's is as a lusty winter, 40. eye, 400. is grown so picked, I I8. whatever he spoke upon, 319. is in, the wit is out, 27. Adorning with so much art, 167. master spirits of this, 84. Adorns and cheers the way, 349. of cards, 278. Adulteries of art, 144. of chivalry is gone, 353. Advantage, were nrailed for our, 54. of ease, 344. Adversary had written a book, 545. of gold, 204. the devil, 578. of sophisters, 353. Adversity, bruised with, 25. pomp of, 4I4. crossed with, 19- pyramids doting with, 209. day of, 556, 558. serene and bright, 408. fortune's sharpe, 4. shakes Athena's tower, 470. of our friends, 210.. smack of, 60. sweet are the uses of, 39. soul of the, 145. Adversity's sweet milk, 8o. summer of her, 230. Afeard, soldier and, 97. that melts in unperceived deAffairs of men, tide in the, 87. cay, 317Affect, study what you most, 44. that which should accompany Affection hateth nicer hands, Io. old, 97. Affections mild, 296. thou art shamed, 83. run to waste, 475. to come my own, i66. Affects to nod, 220. too late, or cold, I89. Affirm that we say, 572. torient of a downward, 309. Affliction' tries our virtue, 337. toys of, 273. Affliction's heaviest shower, 410.'twixt boy and youth, 446. sons, 386. without a name, 450. Affrighted nature, 355. Aged bosom, plant of slow growth Affront me, well-bred man will in an, 322. not, 367. Ages, his acts being seven, 41. Afraid, be not, it is I, 568. alike all, 343. Afric maps, 245. famous to all, 207. Africa and golden joys, 62. heir of all the, 519. Afric's burning shore, 313. once in the flight of, 437. sunny fountains, 46I. the slumbering, 515, After death the doctor, I56. three poets in three, 225. life's fitful fever, 94. through the, 519. the high Roman fashion, I32. to the next, I39.

Page  617 Index. 6I7 Ages, unborn, 331. Ale, size of pots of, 212. Age's tooth, 49. Alexandrine, needless, 282. Agony, all we know of, are thine, Algebra, tell what hour by, 212. 528. Alike all ages, 343. distrest, 407. fantastic, 28i. swimmer in his, 487. All above is grace, 226. Agree as angels do, i69. around thee smiled, 380. on the stage, 383. below is strength, 226. Agreement with hell, 563. chance direction, 271. Aid of ornament, 309. cry, andno wool, 214. Aimed at duck or plover, 381. discord, harmony, 27I. Air a chartered libertine, 62. Europe rings, 206. and harmony express, 242. flesh is grass, 563. around with beauty, 474. in all, take him for, I02. be shook to, 74. in the Downs, 302. bird of the, 559. is lost save honour, 590. bites shrewdly, 104. is not gold that glitters, 602. burns frore, I76. is not lost, I70. couriers of the, 91. men are created equal, 376. diviner, 408. men are liars, 550. do not saw the, 112. men have their price, 253. fairer than the evening, 15. men's wisdom, 6oi. fills the silent, 426. my pretty chickens, 97. heaven's sweetest, I35. my sins remembered, III. hurtles in the darkened, 332. of death to die, 437. into the murky, I90. of one mind, 577. is full of farewells, 533. on a rock reclined, 301. love free as, 293. on earth and all in heaven, 255. melted into thin, I8. other things give place, 303. mocking the, 5I. passions, all delights, 432. nipping, 104. places shall be hell,'5. of delightful studies, 206. silent, and all damned, 409. of glory, 211. sorts of prosperity, 247. recommends itself, 90. that a man hath, 543. scent the morning, io6. that men held wise, i67. summer's noontide, 175. the way to heaven, 163. sweetness on the desert, 333. things are pure, 576. to rain in the, II. things that are, 147. to the troubled, 330. things to all men, 574. trifles light as, 128. things work together, 572. with idle state, 330. thoughts, all passions, 432. Airs from heaven, I05. thy ends, thy country's, 73. Airy hopes my children, 423. was light, 290. nothing, a local habitation, 34. was lost, i89. purposes, I72. we know or dream, 528. tongues, that syllable, 195. Allegory, headstrong as an, 382. Aisle and fretted vault, 332. Alliances, entangling, 377. long-drawn, 332. Allies, thou hast great, 412. Aisles of Christian Rome, 527. Alliteration's artful aid, 357. Ajax strives, 282. Allured to brighter worlds, 345. Akin to love, 238. Almanacs of the last year, I64. to pain, 532. Almighty dollar, 465. Alabaster, grandsire cut in, 35. Almighty's-orders to perform, 252. Alacrity in sinking, 2I. Alms, old age's, 140. Alarums, stern, 68. when thou doest, 566. Aldeborontiphoscophlornio, 243. Aloft, cherub that sits up, 379. Alderman's forefinger, 76. Alone, all, all alone, 430. Ale, God send thee, 9. I did it, 75. mighty, 3. least in solitude, 472. nut-brown, 201. man should not be, 540.

Page  618 6i8 Index. Alone, never less, 399. Anarchy, digest of, 352. on a wide wide sea, 430. eternal, I78. that worn-out word, 505. Anatomy, a mere, 25. with his glory, 499. Ancestors of nature, 178. with noble thoughts, 14. that come after him, 20. Alp, many a fiery, 277. Anchorite, saintship of an, 468. Alph the sacred river, 434. Anchors, great, 69. Alpha and Omega, 578. Ancient and fish-like smell, i8. Alps on Alps arise, 280. grudge I bear him, 35. perched on, 265. landmark, 555. Alraschid, Haroun, 5I7. tales say true, 467. Altars, strike for your, 528. Ancients of the earth, 520. Altar-stairs, world's, 523. Angel, consideration like an, 62. Alteration finds, I35. dropped from the clouds, 58. Alway, I would not live, 544. ended, I87. Am I not a man and brother? 591. guardian, presiding, 399. Amaranthine flower, 410. hovering, 195. Amaryllis in the shade, I99. how like an, 109. Amazed the rustics gazed, 346. ministering, 447. Amazing brightness, 236. motion like an, 38. Ambassador is an honest man recording, 326. sent to lie abroad, I41. she drew down an, 221. Amber mellow rich, 485. whiteness, 27. snuff-box, 285. with a smile, i88. straws in, 286. Angelical, fiend, 79. whose foam is, 164. Angels, agree as, I69. Amber-dropping hair, 198. and ministers of grace, Io4. Ambition finds such joy, 18i. are bright still, 97. fling away, 72. are painted fair, 236. heart's supreme, 324. could no more, 262. loves to slide, 222. enjoy such liberty, i6i. low, 269. fear to tread, 283. lowly laid, 444. fell by that sin, 72. made of sterner stuff, 85. holy, guard thy bed, 255. of a private man, 36I. in brighter dreams, 211. the soldier's virtue, 131. laugh too, 537. to reign is worth, I7I. listen when she speaks, 234. vaulting, 9I. lower than the, 546. Ambition's ladder, 83. make the, weep, 23. Ambrosial curls, 298. men would be, 270. Amen stuck in my throat, 92. ne'er like, till our passion dies, Amend your ways, 564. I65. American,'die an, 464. our acts are, 147. if I were an, 323. plead like, trumpet-tongued, Amicably if they can, 397. 90go. Amice gray, I92. sad as, 440. Amid severest woe, 328. sung the strain. 3i2. the melancholy main, 310. still an, appear, 259. Ammiral, mast of some great, I71. tears such as, weep, 172. Among the untrodden ways, 402. thousand liveried, 197. thel, not of them, 473. tremble, 330. Amorous causes, springs from, 284. unawares, 577. delay, 182. wake thee, 319. descant sung, I82. would be gods, 270. fond and billing, 218. Angel's face shyned bright, Io. Amphitryon, true, 230. Angel-visits, like, 238, 307, 440. Ample room and verge, 33I. Anger, more in sorrow than, 102. Ampler ether, 408. of his lip, 47. Amuck, to run, 288. shape of, can dismay, 4I9. Anarch, great, 293. Angle, brother of the, I53.

Page  619 Index. 6rg Anglers or very honest men, x54. Apparel, every true man's, 25. Angling an innocent recreation, fashion wears out, 27. 153. oft proclaims the man, 104. somewhat like poetry, I53. Apparitions, blushing, 27. Angling-rod lie took for, 592. seen and gone, 238. Angry, be ye, and sin not, 575. Appear the immortals, 433. heaven is not always, 239. Appearance, judge not by, 57I. Anguish, lessened by another's, Appetite, breakfast with, 72. 76. cloy the hungry edge of, 52. hopeless, 3I8. comes with eating, 6. tell your, 458. digestion wait on, 95. wring the brow, 447. grown by what it fed on, 102. Animated bust, 333. may sicken and so die, 46. Anise and cummin, 569. Applaud thee to the very echo, 98. Anna, here thou great, 284. Apple of his eye, 541, 546 Annals of the poor, 332. rotten at the heart, 36. writ your, 75. Apples, choice in rotten, 44. Annihilate space and time, 290. of gold, 556. Annihilating all that's made, 219. swim, how we, 306. Anointed, rail on the Lord's, 70. Appliance, desperate, II6. sovereign of sighs, 30. Appliances and means, 6r. Another and a better world, 396. Application, bearings of this oband the same, 425, 603. servation lays in the, 538. man's doxy, 595. Apply our hearts unto wisdom, morn risen on mid-noon, 425. 550o. Another's sword laid him low, 440. Apprehension, death most in, 24. woe, feel, 295. how like a god, I09. Answer a fool according to his of the good, 52. folly, 556. Approach of even or morn, 179. echoes, answer, 520. Approbation from Sir Hubert, 394. him ye owls, 292. Approved good masters, 123. soft, turneth away wrath, 553. Approving Heaven, 308. ye evening tapers, 536. April dhy, uncertain glory of, i9. Answers till a husband cools, 278. June and November, 587. Antagonist is our helper, 354. of her prime, I34. Anthem, pealing, 332. proud-pied, 135. Anthems, singing of, 60. when men woo, 43. Anthropophagi, 124. with his shoures, I. Antic, old father, 54. Aprons, with greasy, I32. Antidote, bane and, 25I. Apt alliteration, 357. sweet oblivious, 98. and gracious words, 30. Antique towers, 328. Arabia breathes from yonder box, world, service of the 40. 284. Antiquity, little skill in, 280. Arabie the blest, i8i. Antres vast and deserts idle, 124. Arabs, fold their tents like, 532. Anything but history, 253. Araby's daughter, 452. owe no man, 573. Arbitress, moon sits, 173. what is worth in, 2i6. Arborett with painted blossoms, Ape, like an angry, 23. 1o. Apes humility, 432. Arcades ambo, 489. Apollo from his shrine, 204. Arch, triumphal, 442. Apollo's laurel bough, i6. Archangel ruined, 172. lute, musical as, 31. Archer, insatiate, 261. Apollos watered, 573. little meant, 450. Apostles fled, she when, 495. Architect of his own fortunes, 582. shrank, 495. Arctic sky, Ophiucus in the, I77. twelve he taught, 2. Are you good men, 27. Apostolic blows and knocks, 2I3. Argue not against heaven, 206. Apothecary, I do remember an, though vanquished, 346. 80. Argues yourselves unknown, i84.

Page  620 620 Index. Arguing, owned his skill in, 346. i Art is too precise, 159. Argument for a week, 55. made tongue-tied, I35. for lack of, 63. may err, 225. height of this great, I70. nature is but, 271. knock-down, 230. nature lost in, 340. staple of his, 31. of God, 266. Arguments use wagers, for, 216. preservative of all arts, 585. Ariosto of the North, 473. reach of, 280. Aristocracy, shade of, 465. so vast is, 280. Aristotle and his philosophie, 2. to blot, 289. Ark, hand upon the, 36i. with curious, 357. rolls of Noah's, 222. with so much, 67. Arm-chair, old, 537. Artaxerxes' throne, 192. Arm the obdured breast, I76. Artery, each petty, Io5. Armed at all points, I02. Article, snuffed out by an, 490. doubly, 25I. Artificer, unwashed, 51. so strong in honesty, 87. Artless jealousy, 117. with his primer, 504. Arts in which the wise excel, 235. with resolution, 248. mother of, 192. Armies, embattled, clad in iron, of peace, inglorious, 219. 193. which I loved, i66. swore terribly, 326. with lenient, 287. whole have sunk, I76. As good as a play, 592. Arminian clergy, 323. he thinketh in his heart, 555. Armour against fate, i6o. it fell upon a day, 134, 143. is his honest thought, I4I. Ashbourn, down thy hill, 398. Armourers, accomplishing the Ashen cold is fire yreken, 3. knights, 64. Ashes, beauty for, 564. Arms against a sea of troubles, IIo. from his, violet he made, 522. and the man I sing, 227. of his fathers, 5 I. imparadised in another's, i82. of Wickliffe, 4I5. lord of folded, 30; to ashes, 580. man at, I40. Troy laid in, 236. my soul's in, 249. wonted fires live in our, 334nurse of, 343. Ask and it shall be given, 567. on armour clashing, i86. death-beds, 262. our bruised, 68. me no questions, 350. seeming, 224. not proud philosophy, 442. take your last embrace, 8i. the brave soldier, 454. Army, hum of either, 63. Askelon, in the streets of, 542. of martyrs, 578. Asking eye, 287. with banners, 56I. Asks if this be joy, 346. Aromatic pain, 270. Asleep the houses seem, 4I0. Arrayed for mutual slaughter, 4I4. Aspect grave, I75. Arrest, strict in his, i19. sweet of princes, 72. Arrow for the heart, 49I. Aspen, light quivering, 447. over the house, i19. Aspics' tongues, 129. Arrows, Cupid kills with, 27. Ass, egregiously an, I26. of light, swift-winged, 369. knoweth his master's crib, 56I. Arrowy Rhone, 472. to write me down an, 28. Arsenal, shook the, I92. Assailant on the perched roosts, Art, adorning with so much, i67. I94. adulteries of, I44. Assassination trammel up, 9o. a galling load, 388. Assay, make, II5. all the gloss of, 346. so hard, 4. elder days of, 533. Assayed, thrice he, I72. every walk of, 396. Assembled souls, I67. her guilt to cover, 349. Assemblies, masters of, 560. is long and time is fleeting, Assent with civil leer, 286. 530. Assert eternal Providence, I70.

Page  621 eIndex. 621 Assume a pleasing shape,. I to. Avarice, good old-gentlemanly a virtue, s i6. ~ vice, 487. Assumes the god, 220. Avon, sweet swan of, I45. Assurance double sure, 96. to the Severn runls, 415. given by lookes, I2. Awake arise or be forever fallen, of a man, II5. I7I. Assyrian came down, 48I. my St. John, 269. Astray, light that led, 388. Awakes from the tomb, 359. Astronomer, undevout, 266. Awe-inspiring God, 423. Asunder, let not man put, 568. Awe of such a thing as I, 82. Atheism, philosophy inclineth to, the soul'of Richard, 249. I36. Awful guide in smoke, 450. the owlet, 432. volume, within that, 451. Atheist half believes by night, Axe is laid unto the root, 570. 264. many strokes with little, 67. Afheist's laugh, 387. to grind, 465. Athena's tower, 470. Ayont the twal, 389. Athens the eye of Greece, 192. Azure brow, wrinkle on thine, 476. Athwart the noon, 432. main, from out the, 312. Atlantean shoulders, I75. realm, 33I. Atomies, team of little, 76. robe of night, 496. Atoms or systems, 269. Atrocious crime of being a young Babbled of green fields, 63. man, 322. Babe, bent o'er her, 373. Attain an English style, 320. she lost in infancy, 426. Attempt, and not the deed, 92. Babel, stir of the great, 363. by fearing to, 22. Babes and sucklings, 546. the end, i6o. Baby figure, 174. Attendance, to dance, 74. Babylon is fallen, 562. Attention still as night, 175. learned and wise, 414. Attentive to his own applause, 287. Bacchus ever fail, 220. Attic bird trills, I92. with pink eyne, 13I. Atticus were he, 287. Bachelor, I would die a, 26. Attire, wild in their, 88. Back and side go bare, 9. Attractive kinde of grace, 12. harness on our, 99. metal more, 113. on itself recoils, i89. Attribute to awe and majesty, 37. resounded death, I78. Auburn, loveliest village, 344. thumps upon the, 370. Audience, drew, I75. to the field, 44I. fit, though few, i86. to thy punishment, I77. Aught divine or holy, 173. Backing of your friends, 56. in malice, 130. plague upon such, 56. that ever I could read, 32. Backward mutters, I98. Auld acquaintance, 388. Bacon shined, 275. moon in her arms, 598. Bad affright, 329. nature swears, 389. begins, I 6. Aurora shows her bright'ning face, eminence, 174. 3II. Bade me adieu, 327. Author, choose an, as you choose the world farewell, 439. a friend, 232. Badge, nobility's true, 75. for where is any, teaches such of all our tribe, 36. beauty, 30. Baffled oft is ever won, 477. Authority, a little brief, 23. Bailey, unfortunate Miss, 392. from others' books, 29. Baited with a dragon's tail, 592. tongue-tied by, 135. Balance, dust of the, 563. Authors, most, steal their works, of the old world, 398. 283. Balances, weighed in the, 564. Automaton, mechanized, 493. Baldric of the skies, 496. Autumn, nodding o'er the plain, Bales unopened to the sun, 263. 309. Ballad of Sir Patrick Spence, 434.

Page  622 622 Indeex. Ballad to his mistress, 41. Bastard Latin, 484. world was guilty of a, 29. to the time, 49. Ballad-mongers, same inetre, 57. Bastards, nature's, 198. Ballads from a cart, 228. Bastion fringed with fire, 522. of a nation, 236. Bate a jot, 206. to make all the, 236. Bated breath, 36. Balloon, something in a huge, 4o9. Bathe in fiery flood, 24. Ballot-box, 492 Bats and to the moles, 562. Balm from an anointed King, 53. Battalions, heaviest, 589. in Gilead, 564. sorrows come in, 117. of hurt minds, 93. Battle and the breeze, 441. Bands of Orion, 545. division of a, I23. Bane and antidote, 25X. feats of broil and, I23. of all genius, 493. for the free, 528. of all that dread the Devil, 403. freedom's, once begun, 477. precious, I73. front of, lour, 388. Bang, many a, 214. how are the mighty fallen in, Banish plump Jack, 56. 542. strong potations, 381. in the lost, 446. Bank and bush, o'er, iI. in the midst of the, 542. and shoal of time, go. not to the strong, 559. I know a, 33. perilous edge of, I7I. moonlight sleeps upon this, 38.'s lost and won, 88. of violets, 46. smellest afar off, 543. Banner in the sky, 535. Battled for the true, 523. star-spangled, 49I. Battlements bore stars, 423. Banners, army with, 56I. Battles fought o'er again, 220. hang out our, 98. sieges, fortunes, 124. Banquet-hall deserted, 457. Battle's magnificently stern array, Banquet song and dance, 528. 471. Banquet's o'er, when the, 301. Bauble, pleased with this, 273. Baptism o'er the flowers, 159. Bay deep-mouthed welcome, 486. Baptized in tears, 373. the moon, 87. Bar my constant feet, 31. Be-all and the end-all, go. Barbarians all at play, 475. Be blind to her faults, 24I. Barbaric pearl and gold, 174. bold everywhere, Ii. Barbarous dissonance, I97. England what she will, 357. Barber and a collier fight, 314. just and fear not, 73. Bard here dwelt, 311. not afraid, it is I, 568. Bare, back and side go, 9. not deceived, 574. Bargain, hath sold him a, 30. not overcome of evil, 573. in the way of a, 57. not the first to try the new, Barge, drag the slow, 37I. 281. Bark and bite, 254. not worldly-wise, 154. attendant sail, 276. of good cheer, 568. drives on and on, 472. or not to be, IIo. is on the sea, 483. plain in dress, 303. is worse than his bite, I56. quiet and go angling, 154. perfidious, 200. she fairer than the day, I5s. watch dog's honest, 486. sober be vigilant, 578. Barkis is willin', 538. that blind bard, 436. Barleycorn, John, 385. there a will, 384. Barren sceptre, 94. thou a spirit of health, Ios. Base envy withers, 308. thou familiar not vulgar, 103. from its firm, 449. thy intents wicked, I05. in kind, 366. to her virtues very kind, 241. is the slave that pays, 62. wise to-day, 26i. uses we may return, ii8. wise with speed, 267. who is here so, 85. wisely worldly, I54. Baseless fabric of this vision, i8. ye all of ope mind, 577.

Page  623 Index. 623 Be ye angry and sin not, 575. Beautiful for situation, 547. Beach, there came to the, 44I. is night, 426. Beadle to a humorous sigh, 30. one was, 482. Beadroll, Fame's eternall, 1i. thought, 474. Beads and prayer-books, 273. tyrant, 79. pictures, rosaries, 218. young as, 263. Beak from out my heart, 525. Beautifully blue, 489. Beam, full midday, 208. less, 242. Beams, candle throws his, 38. Beauty and her Chivalry, 470. orient, 183. as could die, I44. tricks his, 200. a thing of, 498. Bear a charmed life, 99. calls and glory shows, 237. another's misfortunes, 297. dedicate his to the sun, 76. is to conquer, 442- draws us with a single hair, it calmly, 239. 284. like the Turk, 286. dwells in deep retreats, 402. pain to the, 5Ii. fatal gift of, 473. rugged Russian, 95. fills the air around with, 474. the palm alone, 82. for ashes, 564. those ills we have, III. grows familiar, 250: to live, 274. hangs upon the cheek of up and steer right onward, 206. night, 77. Bear-baiting, heathenish, 5II. if she unmask her, 103. Beard and hoary hair, 330. immortal, 359. of formal cut, 4I. in a brow of Egypt, 34. the lion in his den, 447. in his life, I30. Bearded like the pard, 41. in naked, 309. men, tears of, 447. is its own eifCuse, 527. Beards be grown, 542. is truth, 499. wag all, 7 5 lines whlere, lingers, 477. Bearings of this observation, 538: making beautiful, I35. Bears and lions growl, 254. music in the, I6I. his blushing honours, 72. of a thousand stars, i5. Beast, familiar, to man, 20. of the good old cause, 413. righteous man regardeth, 553. ornament of, I35. that wants discourse of rea- she walks in, 48I. son, i02. smile from partial, 439. Beasts, brutish, 85. smiling in her tears, 440. that perish, 548. stands in the admiration, 19r. Beat this ample field, 269. such as a woman's eye, 30. with fist, 2I2. thou art all, 244. your pate, 297. truly blent, 46. Beaten, he that is, 215. waking or asleep, I84. some have been, 2I6. with my nails, 66. Beatific vision, 173. Beauty's chain, 458. Beating of my own heart, 500. ensign, 8i. Beatings of my heart, 406. heavenly ray, 479. Beaumont lie a little further, I45. Beaux, where none are, 324. Beauteous eye of heaven, 5I. Became him like the leaving it, imaged there, 408. nothing, 89. ruin lies, 39I. Beckoning ghost, 296. Beauties of exulting Greece, 309. shadows, I95. of the night, I41. Beckons me away, 300. of the north, 250. Bed at Ware, 258. you meaner, 14I. by night, 346. Beautiful and pure, 50I. go sober to, 147. and to be wooed, 65. of death, smooth the, 287. as sweet, 263. of down, I25. beyond compare, 438. of honour, 2I5, 258. exceedingly, 431. up in my, 508.

Page  624 624 Index. Bed, with the'lark to, 392. Belle,'t is vain to be a, 324. Beddes hed, at his, 2. Bellman, fatal, 92. Bedecked ornate and gay, I93. Bells jangled out of tune, 112. Bedfellows, strange, I8. ring out wild, 524. Beds of raging fire, I77. those evening, 456. of roses, make thee, 5S. those village, 364. Bedtime, would it were, 59. Belly, God send thee good ale, 9. Bee had stung it newly, 157. whose God is their, 575. the little busy, 254. with good capon lin'd, 41. where sucks the, i8. Belongings, thy, 22. Beehive's hum, 399. Beloved face on earth, 482. Beer, bemus'd in, 285. from pole to pole, 430. chronicle small,'26. Bemus'd in beer, 285. felony to drink, 66. Ben Adhem's name led, 492. Bees, hive for, I40. Bench of heedless bishops, 327. innumerable, 521. Bend a knotted oak, 256. Beetle, that we tread upon, 24. Bendemeer's stream, 459. three-man, 60. Bends the gallant mast, 459. Before and after, II6. Beneath the-hurchyard stone, 509. that which was, 215. the good how far, 330. Beggar, dumb, may challenge the milk-white thorn, 390. double pity, I3. the rule of men, 505. maid, loved the, 77. Benedick the married man, 26. that I am, Io9. Benediction, perpetual, 421. Beggared all description, I3I. Benighted, feels awhile, 456. Beggarly account, 80. walks, i96. last doit, 364. Bent him o'er the dead, 477. Beggars die, when, 84. o'er her babe, 373. Beggary in love, 131. top of my, 14. Begging the question, 583. Bequeathed by bleeding sire, 477. Begin in gladness, 405. Bereaves of their bad influence, Beginning and the end, 578. 4I9. late, i88. Berkeley, coxcombs vanquish, 337. mean and end, 5I6. every virtue under heaven to, of our end, 34. 288. of the end, 594. said there was no matter, 490. Begone dull care, 588. Bermnoothes, still-vex'd, 17. Begot of nothing, 77. Berries harsh and crude, i99. Beguile her of her tears, 124. two lovely, 33. the thing I am, I26. Berth was of the wombe of mornBehind, worse remains, ii6. ing dew, I. Behold how good it is, 55I. Beside a human door, 40I. how great a matter, 577. the springs of Dove, 402. now is the accepted time, 572. the still waters, 547. our home, 480. Besier seemed than he was, 2. the child, 273. Besotted base ingratitude, I98. the upright, 547. Besprent with April dew, 296. Beholding heaven, 452. Best administered is best, 273. Being, God a necessary, 232. are but shadows, 34. Being's end and aim, 274. can paint them, 294. Belated peasant, 173. companions, 344. Belerium, old, 294. days, 70. Belgium's capital, 470. good man, 234. Belial, sons of, 172. laid schemes, 386. Belief, prospect of, 88.' men moulded out of faults, 25. Bell, as a sullen, 60. of prophets, 491. church-going, 369. of what we do, 411. each matin, 43I. portion of a good man's life, silence that dreadful, I26. 406. strikes one, 26i. riches, 344.

Page  625 Index. 625 Best state, man at his, 548. Bird of dawning, Ioo. who does the, 262. of the air, 559. Bestial, what remains is, 126. shall I call thee, 404. Bestride the narrow world, 82. that shunn'st the noise of Beteem the winds of heaven, IoI. folly, 203. Betray, nature never did, 407. Birds, charm of earliest, I83. Betrayed for gold, 446. in last year's nest, 531. Better be d-d, 373. joyous the, i88. be with the dead, 94. melodious sing madrigals, I5. bettered expectation, 26. of the air, 567. days, have seen, 8s. Birnam Wood, 99. fifty years of Europe, 520. Birth, death borders upon our, 146. for worse, 579. dew of thy, i. grace, does it with a, 46. is but a sleep, 421. had they ne'er been born, 45I. nothing but our death, 265. horse, gray mare the, 606 revolts from true, 78. is a dinner of herbs, 553. Biscuit, remainder, 40. late than never, 7, 603. Bishop, church without a, 508. part of valour, 59. Bishops, heedless, 327. reck the rede, 387. Bit me, though he had, I22. spared a better man, 59. Bite, recovered of the, 349. than his dog, 5I8. the hand that fed them, 355. than one of the wicked, 54. worse than his bark,. I56. than secret love, 553. Bites him to the bone, 314. than you should be, 604. Biteth like a serpent, 552. thou shouldest not vow, 558. Bitter as coloquintida, I25. to be lowly born, 71. change, I76. to have loved and lost, 522. erelong, I89. to hunt in fields, 224. is a scornful jest, 318. to reign in hell, i71. memory, i8o. to sink beneath the shock, 478. o'er the flowers, 468. Better-half, 14. Bittern booming, 510. Bettering of my mind, I7. Bitterness, his own, 553. Between two dogs, two hawks, 65. of things, 420. two opinions, 543. Blabbing eastern scout, I95. Betwixt a smile and tear, 474. Black and midnight hags, 96. Damiata, and Mount Casius, despair, 493. I76. eyes and lemonade, 4.59. wind and nobility, 55. hung be the heavens with, 65. Bevy of fair woinen, 19i. is not so black, 398. Beware of desperate steps, 370. it stood as night, I77. of entrance to a quarrel, 104. spirits and white, 96. the Ides of March, 82. to red began to turn, 216. Bezonian, under.which king, 62. white will have its, 598. Bible, but litel on the, 2. with tarnished gold, 395. Bibles laid open, I55. Blackberries, plenty as, 56. Bid me discourse, I34. Blackbird to whistle, 212. Bids expectation rise, 349. Blackguards both, 489. Bienfait s'escrit en l'onde, 73. Bladder, blows up a man like a, Big with the fate of Rome, 250. 56. with vengeance, 314. Blade, heart-stain on its, 459. Bigger, in shape no, 76. trenchant, 213. Bigness which you see, 23I. vengeful, 397. Billows never break, 244. Blades, shining, 458. swelling and limitless, 433. two, of grass to grow, 246. trusted to thy, 476. Blame, she is to, that has been Bind him to his native mountains, tried, 303. 343. Blameless vestal's lot, 293. Binding nature fast in fate, 295. Blandishments of life, 300. Bird in the solitude, 481. will not fascinate us, 378. 27 NN

Page  626 626 Index. Blank misgivings, 422. Bliss, bowers of, 300. universal, i8o. centres in the mind, 343. Blasphemes his feeder, I98. how exquisite the, 386. Blasphemy in the soldier, 23. hues of, 335. Blast, lie died of no, 229. ignorance is, 329. of that dread horn, 447. momentary, 328. of war, 63. of paradise, 362. striding the, 9I. of solitude, 404. Blasted with excess of light, 330. source of all my, 347. Blastments, contagious, I03. virtue makes the, 276, 339. Blasts from hell, o05. waking, I96. Blaze of noon, I93. was it in that dawn to be Blazon, eternal, io6. alive, 425. Blazoning pens, 125. winged hours of, 440. Bleak world alone, 455. Blithe, no lark more, 357. Bleed, hearts for which others, 256. Blockhead, the bookful, 283. Bleeding country save, 439. Blood and state, I6o. piece of earth, 85. cold in, cold in clime, 478. sire to son, 477. drizzled upon the Capitol, 84. Blend our pleasure, 406. dyed waters, 439. Bless, none whom we can,, 469. felt in the, 406. thee Bottom, 33. flesh and, can't bear it, 305. the turf that wraps their clay, freeze thy young, i06. 339. hand raised to shed his,'269. Blessed do above, 169. hey-day in the, II5. it is twice, 37. in their dastardly veins, 458. mood, 406. more stirs, 55. more, to give, 572. of a British man, I21. who ne'er was born, 24I. of all the Howards, 274. with temper, 278. of the Martyrs, 58i. with the soft phrase of peace, of tyrants, 394. 123. rebellious liquors in my, 40. Blessedness, single, 32. spoke in her cheeks, I43. Blesses his stars, 250. stirs to rouse a lion, 55. Blesseth him that gives, 37. summon up the, 63. Blessing dear, expectation makes, unreclaimed, io8. I57. was thin and old, 509. most need of, 92. weltering in his, 220. steal immortal, 80. whoso sheddeth, 540. Blessings be with them and eter- will follow where the knife is nal praise, 4I9. drivels, 268. brighten as they take their Bloods, breed of noble, 83. flight, 263. Bloody instructions, 90. on him that invented sleep, 9. Bloom, kill the, before its time, wait on virtuous deeds, 256. 403. Blest, always to be, 270. of young desire, 329. I have been, 478. Blossom as the rose, 563. paper-credit, 278. in the dust, i6o. with some new joys, 229. in the trees, 271. Blind bard on the Chian strand, Blossomed the lovely stars, 532. 436. Blossoms of my sin, 107. be to her faults, 24I. Blot, art to, 289. dazzles to, 359. discreetly, i69. eyes to the, 545. one line could wish to, 324. guides, 569. Blow and a word, 230. he that is stricken, 76. bugle blow, 520. his soul with clay, 52I. hand that dealt the, 440. lead the blind, 568. liberty in every, 388. old man of Scio's rocky isle, signal, 265. 479. swashing, 76.

Page  627 Index. 627 Blow, that gives the, 239. Bokes clothed in black, 2. thou winter wind, 42. Bold bad man, Io, 71. wind! come wrack, 99. peasantry, 344. word and a, 613. Boldest held his breath, 442. Blown with restless violence, 24. Bond of fate, 96. Blows, apostolic, 2I3.'t is not in the, 37. of circumstance, 523. Bondage, eternity in, 25I. Blue above and the blue below, Bondman let me live, 419. 503. that would be a, 85. and gold, 395. Bondman's key, 36. beautifully, 489. Bondsmen, hereditary, 469. darkly deeply, 427. Bone and skin two millers, 305. meagre hag, i96. bites him to the, 3I4. sky bends over all, 431. of manhood, 352. the fresh the ever free, 503. Bones are coral, 17. Blunder, free us frae monie a, 386. cover to our, 53. in men this, 379. full of dead men's, 569. worse than a crime, 394. good oft interred with their, 85. Blundering kind of melody, 223. tell all my, 547. Blunders round about a meaning, to lay his weary. 73. 286. worn.him to the, 80. Blush of maiden shame, SI4. Bononcini, compared to, 305. shame where is thy, 115. Booby, who'd give her, 302. to find it fame, 288. Book, adversary had written a, to give it in, 440. 545. Blushes at the name, 5II. and heart must never part, bear away, 27. 600. man that, 266. and volume of my brain, 1o7. Blushing honours, 72. dainties bred in a, 30. like the morn, i88. face is as a, go. Boast not thyself, 556. I'11 drown my, I8. of heraldry, 332. in gold clasps, 76. Boards, ships are but, 35. is a book though nothing Boat is on the shore, 483. in't, 466. Boatman, take thrice thy fee, 500o. kill a good, 207. Boats, little, keep near shore, 3i6. of fate, 269. Bobbed for whale, 592. of knowledge, I79. Bobtail tike, I2I. of nature short of leaves, 506. Bodes some strange eruption, too. of songs and sonnets, 20. Bodies, bore dead, 55. only read by me, 404. forth, 34. so fairly bound, 79. friendless, i62. the precious life-blood, 208. ghosts of defunct, 213. Bookful blockhead, 283. of unburied men, i62. Bookish theoric, I23. pressed the dead, 58. Books are a world, 4I8. princes like to heavenly, i36. authority from others', 29. Boding tremblers, 346. cannot always please, 384. Bodkin, bare, III. deep vers'd in, 192. Body, absent in, 573. in the running brooks, 39. clog of his, 221. making of many, 560. demd moist, 538. not in your, 26. form doth take, I2. of honour razed, I34. nature is, 27I. out of old, 4. or estate, 578. quit your, 417. sickness-broken, 209. some to be tasted, I36. thought, almost say her, 143. spectacles of, 230. to that pleasant country's, 53. talismans and spells, 365. with my, I thee worship, 579. tenets with, 276. Bog or steep, 179. that nourish all the world, 3I. Boil like a pot, 546. the printers lost by, 209.

Page  628 628 In[dex. Books to hold in the hand, 322. Boundless his wealth, 445. upon his head, 396. Bounds of modesty, 80. were woman's looks, 456. of place and time, 330. which are no books, 429. vulgar, 280. wiser grow without, 365. Bounties of an hour, 261. Booted and spurred, 233. Bounty, large was his, 335. Boots it at one gate, 193. Bourbon or, Nassau, 242. Bo-peep, played.at, 158. Bourn, no traveller returns, III. Bore a bright golden flower, 197. Bout, winding, 202. without abuse, 524. Bow, stubborn knees, I15. Bores and bored, 49I. two strings to his, 6i1. Born an American, 464. Bowels of compassion, 578. better ne'er been, 451. of the harmless earth, 55better to be lowly, 71. of the land, 70. for the universe, 347. Bower, nuptial, i88. happy is he, I4I. of roses, 452. in the garret, 481. Bowers of bliss, 300. of woman, 544. Bowl be broken, 560. to be a slave, 366. mingles with my friendly, 288. to blush unseen, 333. Box,. twelve good men into a, 504. to set it right, io8. Boxes, beggarly account of, 80. to the manner, 104. Boy, love is a, 216. under a rhyming planet, 28. playing on the seashore, 237. who ne'er was, 241. stood on the burning deck, Borne down by the flying, 446.. 497. like thy bubbles, 476. who would not be a, 469. the burden of the day, 568. you hear laughing, 537. Borrowed wit, 15s. Boyish days, I24. Borrower, bettered by the, 206. Boys, three merry, 147. is servant, 555. wooing in my, 599. nor a lender be, 104. Brach or lyme, I21. Borrowing dulls the edge, 104. Bradshaw bullied, 313. such kind of, 208. Braggart with my tongue, 97. Bosom, cleanse the stuffed, 98. Braids of lilies, I98. confidence in an aged, 322. Brain, coinage of your, ii6. of God, I6. heat-oppressed, 92. of his Father, 335. him with a fan, 56. of the ocean, 68. madness in the, 432. thorns that in her, 107. memory warder of the, 91. was young, 442. of an idle, 77. Bosomed high in tufted trees, 20or. paper bullets of the, 26. Bosoms, come home to men's, I36. poet's, 142. Bosom's lord sits lightly, 80. too finely wrought, 357. Bosom-weight, 408. vex the, 384. Boston, solid men of, 381. volume of my, I07. State-House, 534. written troubles of the, 98. Botanize upon his mother's grave, Brains could not move, 396. 4I7. cudgel thy, I I7. Both in the wrong, 30I. steal away their, 127. were young, 482. were out, 95. Bottle, little for the, 379. Branch, cut is the, I6. Bottom, dive into the, 55. Branch-charmed, 498. of the sea, 69. Brandy for heroes, 321. thou art translated, 33. Branksome hall, custom of, 444. Bough, Apollo's laurel, I6. Brass, evil manners live in, 73. Boughs are daily rifled, 506. sounding, 574. Bound in shallows, 87. Brave days of old, 5II. in those icy chains, 25. deserve the fair, 220. into saucy doubts, 94. fears of the, 3I7. Boundless contiguity of shade, 360. home of the, 49I.

Page  629 Index. 629 Brave, how sleep the, 339. Breathing of the common wind, on, ye, 441. 412. that are no more, 368. we watched her, 506. toll for the, 368. Breathless with adoration, 409. Brawling woman, 555. Bred in a book, 30. Bray a fool in a mortar, 557. Breech, where honour's lodged, Breach, imminent deadly, 124. 2I7. more honoured in the, 104. Breeches, are so queer, 535once more untothe, 63. cost but a crown, 126. Bread and butter, smell of, 484. Breed, how use doth, 19. begged his, 164. of noble bloods, 83. crust of, 288. Breeding, to show your, 384. distressful, 64. Breeds by a composture, 81. eaten in secret, 552. Breeze, every passing, 460. half-pennyworth of, 57. refreshes in the, 271. he took and brake it, I43. Brentford, two kings of, 360. in sorrow ate, 534. Brethren in unity, 551. is the staff of life, 247. Brevity is the soul of wit, io8. man shall not live by, 566. Briars, working-day full of, 39. upon the waters, 559. Bribe, too poor for a, 336. Break it to our hope, 99. Brick-dust man, 3I4. of day; 24. Bricks are alive this day, 66. Breakfast on a lion's lip, 63. Bridal chamber, come to the, 528. with what appetite, 72. of the earth, I55. Breaking waves, 497. Bride, glittering, 423. Breast, arm the obdured, 176. Bridegroom, fresh as a, 54. eternal in the human, 270. Bridge of sighs, 473. master-passion in the, 272. Brief as the lightning, 32. on her white, 284. as woman's love, II3. snowy, i68. authority, 23. soothe the savage, 256. let me be, Io6. sunshine of the, 328. Bright, angels are still, 97. tamer of the human, 329. as young diamonds, 228. thine ideal, 474. consummate flower, I85. toss him to my, I56. j excessive, I8o. where learning lies, 297. honour, pluck, 55. within his own clear, I96. must fade, 456. Breastplate, what stronger, 66. particular star, 45. Breath, bated, 36. promise of early day, 460. boldest held his, 442. waters meet, 454. call the fleeting, 333. Brighten, blessings, 263can make them, 344. Brightens, how the wit, 282. good man yields his, 437. Brightest and best of the sons of heaven's, 90. the morning, 460. hope's perpetual, 413. still the fleetest, 456. is in his nostrils, 562. Bright-eyed Fancy, 330. lightly draws its, 401. Science, 332. of kings, 390. Brightness, her original, 172. of morn, I83. Brilliant Frenchman, 366. o'erthrows, 289. Bring me to the test, ii6. revives him, 289. sad thoughts, 4I7. suck my last, 294. the day, 154. summer's ripening, 78. the pen, 505~ weary of, 506. the philosophic mind, 422. Breathe, thoughts that, 330. the rathe primrose, 200. Breathed the long long night, 5I2. your wounded hearts, 458. Breathes from yonder box, 284. Bringer of unwelcome news, 60. must suffer, who, 241. Brings me to an end, 251. there the man, 445. Britain first at Heaven's comBreathing household laws, 413. mand, 312.

Page  630 630 Index. Britain's monarch uncovered sat, Bubbling cryof some strong swim3I 3. mer, 487. Britannia needs no bulwarks, 441. groan, 476. rules the waves, 312. venom flings, 468. Brither, like a vera, 388. Bucket, as a drop of a, 563. Briton even in love, 402. iron-bound, 451. Britons never shall be slaves, 312. moss-covered, 451. Broad based upon her people's the old oaken, 451. will, 5I7. Buckets into empty wells, 362. Broadcloth without, 365. Buckingham, so much for, 248. Broke the die, Nature, 482. Buckram, rogues in, 56. the good meeting, 95. Bud, bit with an envious worm, Broken-hearted, ne'er been, 389. 76. Brokenly live on, 47I. like a worm in the, 47. Broil and battle, 123. of love, 78. Broods and sleeps, 418. offered in the, 254. Brook and river meet, 532. to heaven conveyed, 434. can see no moon, 454. Budding rose above the rose, 425. noise like of a hidden, 430. rose is fairest when't is, 449. sparkling with a, 492. Buds the promise, 268. Brooks, books in the running, 39. Buff and the blue, 390. in Vallombrosa, I71. Buffets and rewards, I 3. make rivers, 227. Bug in a rug, 3i6. near the running, 4i8. Bugle horn, blast upon his, 449. Broomstick, write finely on a, 247. Build for him, others should, 405. Brother, closer than a, 555. not boast, he lives to, 307. followed brother, 421. the lofty rhyme, i99. man and a, 59I. Builded better than he knew, 527. near the throne, 286. Building, life of the, 93. of the Angle, 153. Built a lordly pleasure-house, 517. Brotherhood, monastic, 423. a paper-mill, 67. of venerable trees, 412. God a church, 366. Brothers in distress, 386. in the eclipse, 200. Brother's keeper, 540. on stubble, I97. Brow, anguish wrings the, 447. Bullied in a broad-brimmed hat, furrows on another's, 265. 313. grace was seated on this, II5. Bullocks at Stamford Fair, 6i. of Egypt, 34. talk is of, 562. Brows bound with victorious Bully, like a tall, 279. wreaths, 68. Bulrushes, dam the Nile with, 5x6. gathering her, 385. Bulwark, floating, 356. whose shady, 194. Bulwarks, Britannia needsno, 441. Bruise, parmaceti for, 55. Bunghole, stopping a, II8. Bruised reed, 563. Burden and heat of the day, 568. with adversity, 25. loads the day, 205. Brushing with hasty steps, 334. man bear his own, 575. Brute deny'd, I89. of some merry song, 288 not quite a, 266. of the mystery, 406. Brutish, life of nman, 15I. of three-score, 343. Brutus grows so covetous, 87. the grasshopper a, 557. is an honourable man, 85. Burdens of the Bible, old, 527. will start a spirit, 83. Burglary, flat, 28. Bubble burst, 269. Burn daylight, 20. empty, honour but an, 221. to the socket, 422. on the fountain, 448. words that, 336. reputation, 41. Burned, half his Troy, 60. Bubbles, borne like thy, 476. is Apollo's laurel bough, z6. the earth hath, 88. Burning and a shining light, 57I. Bubbling and loud-hissing urn, deck, boy stood on the, 497. 363. marle, I71.

Page  631 Index. 63 I Burning, one fire burns out anoth- Calainity is man's true toucher's, 76. stone, I49. Burnished dove, 518. of so long life, IIo. Burns with one love, 298. Caledonia stern and wild, 446. Burrs, conversation's, 536. Calf's-skin on recreant limbs, 50. Burst in ignorance, I05. Call evil good, 562. Burthen of his song, 358. for the robin-redbreast, i62. Bush, good wine needs no, 43. it holy ground, 497. man in the, 527. it not vain, 445. the thief doth fear each, 67. me early mother dear, 5I8. Business, diligent il, 555. to-day his own, 227. dinner lubricates, 377. us to penance, 174. feeling of his, II7. you that backing? 56. home to men's, 136. Called, many are, 568. hours set apart for, 3I4. the tailor lown, i26. in great waters, 550. Caller, him who calleth be the, 243. men some to, 277. Calling shapes, 195. of the day, 224. Calls back the lovely April, I34. prayer all his, 259. Calm, here find that, 319. Busy bee, 254. lights of philosophy, 250. hammers closing rivets, 64. repose, 335. hum of men, 201. so deep, 4IO. Busy-bodies, 576. thou mayst smile, 380. But me no buts, 614. thoughts, 435. on and up, 500. Calumny, shall not escape, III. what am I? 523. Calvinistic creed, 323. Butchered their sire, 475. Cambuscan bold, story of, 203. Butchers, gentle with these, 85. Cambyses' vein, 56. Butter in a lordly dish, 541. Came prologue, excuse, I90. smoother than, 548. to the beach, 44I. Butterfly, I'd be a, 502. Camel, like a, II4. upon a wheel, 287. shape of a, I 4. Button on Fortune's cap, Io9. swallow a, 569. Buttoneddown before, 526. through the eye of a needle, Buttons be disclosed, 103. 569. Buy it, they lose it that do, 34. Camilla scours the plain, 282. By strangers mourned, 296. Can any mortal mixture? 195. that sin fell the angels, 72. imagination boast, 308. By-word, proverb and a, 542. it be that this is all, 477. such thi!gs be, 95. Cabined, cribbed, 94. this b.eath, 295. loop-hole, I95. Candid fend, 398. Cadmean victory, 58I. whhie we can, be, 269. Cadmus letters gave, 488. Candied tongue, II3. Caesar dead and turned to clay, Candle, hold a, 305. II8. match with the, 267. had his Brutus, 375. not worth the, 156. hath wept, 85. qut out brief, 98. in every wound of, 86. throws his beams, 38. not that I loved less, 85. to the sun, 267. with a senate at his heels, 275. to thy merit, 3I4. word of, 86. Candles are all out, 91. Caesar's, things which are, 569. night's, are burnt out, 8o. wife above suspicion, 582. Cane, clouded, 285. Cage, iron bars a, I6I. Canker and the grief are mine, 485. Cages, it happens as with, I62. galls the infants, 103. Cain the first city made, I67. Cankers of a calm world, 58. Cake, eat fhy, and have it, I56. Cannon by our sides, 119. is dough, 44. Cannon's mouth, in the, 41. Cakes and ale, 46. Cannot come to good, I02.

Page  632 632 Index. Cannot tell how the truth may be, Carved not a line, 499444. with figures strange, 43I. Canon'gainst self-slaughter, Iox. Carver's brain, 43I. Canonized bones, o05. Casca, the envious, 86. Canopied by the blue sky, 483. Case, lady is in the, 303. Canopy, most excellent, I09. reason of the, 233. under the, 75. Cassius, help me,.82. Cap of youth, II7. lean and hungry, 83. whiter than the driven snow, Cast bread upon the waters, 559. 327. of thought, iii. Capability and godlike reason, II6. off his friends, 348. Capitol, betrayed the, 236. set my life upon a, 7i. drizzled blood upon the, 84. Casting a dim religious light, 203. Captain, a cholericword, in the, 23. with unpurchased hand, 535. Christ, 53. Castle, a man's house is his, 8. ill, attending, I35. hath a pleasant seat, go. jewels in the carcanet, I35. Castled crag of Drachenfels, 47I. Captive, all ears took, 45. Rhine, 53I. good, attending, I35. Castles in the air, 603. Capulets, tomb of the, 355. in the clouds, 310. Carcanet, jewels in the, 135. Casuists doubt, 278. Carcase is, eagles will gather, 569. Cat, care will kill a, I5I. of Robinson Crusoe, 340. endow a college or a, 278. Card, reason the, 272. i' the adage, 9I. speak by the, II7. monstrous tail our, has, 244. Cards, old age of, 278. will mew, 1i9. Care adds a nail, 373. Catalogue, go for men in the, 94. beyond to-day, 328. Cataracts, silent, 433. fig for, i40. Catastrophe, I'11 tickle your, 60. for nobody, 358. Catch larks, 6. his useful, was ever nigh, 3I8. my flying soul, 294. in heaven, is there, II. the driving gale, 273. is an enemy to life, 46. the manners, 269. keeps his watch, 79. tlhe transient hour, 318. life of, 494. Caters for the sparrow, 39. o' the main chance, 2I7. Cathay, cycle of, 520. ravelled sleave of, 93. Cato, big with the fate of, 250. that buy it with much, 34 give his little senate laws, 287, will kill a cat, i5I. 297. wrinkled, 201. the sententious, 490. Cared not to be at all, 174. Cattle are grazing, 405. Career of his humour, 26. upon a thousand hills, 548. Careless childhood, 328. Caucasus, frosty, 52. of the single life, 523. Caught by glare, 468. shoe-string, 159. my heavenly jewel, I4. their merits, 345. Cause, grace my, 123. Cares beguiled by sports, 342. hear me for my, 85. dividing, 399. magnificent and awful, 36I. eating, 202. me no causes, 6I3. fret thy soul with, 12. of a long ten years' war, 236. heart of a man is depressed of all men's misery, i6. with, 30I. of mankind, 454. nobler loves and, 419. of policy, 62. that infest the day, 532. of this defect, Io8. Caress, wooing the, 485. report me and my, Ii9. Carnage is his daughter, 4I4. Causes and occasions, 65. Carnegie, John, lais heer, 242. Caution, could pausing, 388. Carpet knights, 597. Caution's lesson scorning, 388. Carrying three insides, 398. Cave, the darksome, 1o. Cart, ballads from a, 228. vacant interlunar, 193.

Page  633 Index. 633 Cavern, misery's darkest, 318. Change can give no more, 234. Caverns, measureless, 434. fear of, perplexes monarchs, Caviare to the general, IO9. 172. Cavil on the ninth part of a hair, 57. of many-coloured life, 318. Caw, says he, 370. old love for new, I40. Cease every joy, 440. ringing grooves of, 519. ye from man, 562. such a, 472. Ceases to be a virtue, 351. Changed, mind not to be, 171. Ceasing of exquisite music, 532. Changeful dream, 449. Celebrated, Saviour's birth is, Ioo. Chanticleer, crow like, 40. Celestial rosy red, i88. Chaos and eldest night, 172, I78. Cell, prophetic, 204. is come again, 127. Cement of the soul, 307. is restored, 293. Censer, eye was on the, 536. of thought, 272. Censure is the tax, 247. Chaos-like, 294. mouths of wisest, I26. Chapel, devil builds a, 156, 240. take each man's, 104. Character I leave behind me, 383. Cent for tribute, 393. Characters from high life, 276. Centre, faith has, everywhere,522. of hell to trace, 33I. Centres in the mind, 343. Charge, Chester, charge, 447. Centric and eccentric, i87. is prepared, 302. Century, well wait a, I6o. Chariest maid is prodigal enough, Cerberus, like, three gentlemen at 103. once, 382. Chariots, brazen, i86. Cerements, burst their, 105. Charitable intents, Io5. Ceremony enforced, 86. Charities that soothe, 425. to great 6nes, 23. Charity, a little earth for, 73. Certainty, sober, 196. all mankind's concern is, 274. to please, 399. covers multitudes of sins, 577. Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry melting, 62. away, 491. Charm of earliest birds, I83. Cervantes' serious air, 291. of poetry and love, 416. Chaff, two bushels of, 35. one native, 346. Chain, electric, 473. power to, ioI. in a golden, 179. remoter, 406. Chains, bound in those icy, 26. that lulls to sleep, 348. magic, i96. to stay the morning star, 433. untwisting all the, 202. Charmed life, I bear a, 99. Chair, little one's, 539. Charmer, hope the, 439. one vacant, 533. sinner it, 277. rack of a too easy, 292.'t other dear, 301. Chalice, our poisoned, go. Charmers, like other, 485. Chamber where the good man voice of, 548. meets his fate, 263. Charming, he saw her, 0o9. Champagne and a chicken, 303. is divine philosophy, t97. Champion cased in adamant, 416. never so wisely, 548. Champions fierce strive, I78. Charms, music hath, 256. Chance, all, direction, 271. or ear or sight, 435. lucky, decides the fate of mon- strike the sight, 285. archs, 309. where are the, 369. main, 2I7. Charter large as the wind, 41. right by, 367. Chartered libertine, 62. skirts of happy, 523. Charybdis your mother, 36. time and, 556. Chase, in piteous, 39. to fall below Demosthenes, Chased with more spirit, 36. 393- Chasms and watery depths, 436. Chancellor in embryo, 327. Chaste as ice, IrI. Chancellor's foot, I52. as morning dew, 264. Chances, most disastrous, 124. as the icicle, 75. Change came o'er my dream, 482. muse, 324. 27 *

Page  634 634 Index. Chasteneth whom he loveth, 577. Child, like a tired, 494. Chastises whom most he likes, 239. of many prayers, 532. Chastity my brother, i96. of misery, 373. of honour, 353. of our grandmother Eve, 29. saintly, I97. of suffering, 536. Chatham's language, 36i. spake as a, 574. Chatterton, the marvellous boy, spoil the, 2i6. 405. thankless, 120. Cheap defence of nations, 353. train up a, 555. Cheat,'t is all a, 229. wise father that knows his Cheated, pleasure of being, 2I7. own, 36. Check to loose behaviour, 249. Childhood, careless, 328. Checkered paths of joy, 315. days of, 429. Cheek, feed on her damask, 47. fleeted by, 509. he that loves a rosy, I5o. shows the man, 192. of night, 77. Childhood's hour, 452. o'er her warm, 329. Childish ignorance, 507. tears down Pluto's, 203. treble, 41. that I might touch, 77. Childishness, second, 42. the roses from your, 325. Children, airy hopes my, 423. upon her hand, 77. call her blessed, 557. Cheeks, blood spoke in her, I43. gathering pebbles, I92. crack your, 120. like olive-plants, 55I. stain my man's, 120. of a larger growth, 228. Cheer, be of good, 568. of an idle brain, 77. cups that, 363. of light, 570. make good, 7. of the sun, 268. Cheerful countenance, 553. of this world, 570. dawn, 404. Rachel weeping for, 566. godliness, 4I3. sports of, 342. ways of men, I79. tale which holdeth, 14. yesterdays, 425. through the mirthful maze, Cheese, moon made of green, 608. 343. Cheese-paring, manll made of, 6i. Chill penury, 333. Cherish and to obey, 579. Chills the lap of Mav, 342. hearts must have to, 534. Chime, to guide thetr, 219. those hearts that hate, 73. Clhimaeras dire, 177. Cherry, like to a double, 33. Chimes at midnight, 6i. ripe ripe do cry, 139, I59. Chimney in my father's house, 66. Cherub, sweet little, 379. Chimney-corner, old men from Cherubins, young-eyed, 38. the, 14. Chest of drawers, by day, 346. Chimney-sweepers come to dust, Chewing the food of fancy, 43. 133. Chian strand, 436. Chin, compared with that was Chickens, all my pretty, 97. next her, I57. hen gathereth her, 569. China fall, 278. count your, ere they're to Peru, 317. hatched, 2I7. Chink of her sickness-broken Chief a rod, 274. body, 209. vain was the, 290. Chinks that time has made, i68. Chiel's amang ye takin' notes, 386. Chivalry, age of, 353. Child, a curious, 423. beauty and her, 470. a naked new-born, 380. Choice and master spirits, 84. a simple, 40I. in rotten apples, 44. a three years', 425. of loss, 131. grief fills the room of my ab- word and measured phrase, sent, 50. 405. In simplicity, 296. Choicely good, 153. is father of the man, 40I. Choose a firm cloud, 277. is not mine, 539. an author, 232.

Page  635 Index. 635 Choose not alone to marry, 368. City, populous, pent, 189. thine own time, 378. set on an hill, 566. where to, I9i. Civet in the room, 367. Choosing and beginning late, 188. ounce of, 122. Chord in melancholy, 507. Civil discord, 252. in unison, 364. Civility, wild, 159. Chords, smote on all the, 518. Clad in blue and gold, 395. Chorus, ready, 385. in comlplete steel, 196. Chosen, few are, 568. Claims of long descent, 5I7. that good part, 570. Clamours, Jove's dread, 129. Christ, to live is, 575. Clapper-clawing, 2i6. unto his captain, 53. Claret is the liquor for boys, 321. Christian faithful man, 69. Clasps, book in gold, 76. God Almighty's gentleman, Classic ground, 252. 264. Clay, blind his soul with, 521. is the highest style of man, could think, 4I4. 264. of humankind, 230. Christians burned each other, 486. porcelain of human, 489. Christmas comes once a year, 7. tenement of, 221. Chronicle small beer, I26. turned to, XI8. Chronicler, such an honest, 74. wraps their, 339. Chronicles, abstracts and brief, Cleanliness next to godliness, 3I2. I09. Cleanse the stuffed bosom, 98. Chrononhotonthologos, 243. Clear as a whistle, 305. Chrysolite, perfect, 130. deep yet, 164. Chuckle, one's fancy, 231. in his great office, go. Church, army physic, 370. your looks, 4I7. built God a, 366. Clerk foredoomed, 285. forgotten the inside of a, 57. me no clerks, 614. of England, 323. ther was of Oxenforde, 2. seed of the, 58I. Clever man by nature, 396. some repair to, 281. Clicked behind the door, 346. to be of no, 320. Clients, nest-eggs to make, 219. who builds to God a, 279. Cliff rent asunder, 432. without a bishop, 50o8. some tall, 345. Church-door, wide as a, 79. Climb, fain would I, 13. Churches, scab of the, I42. hard it is to, 359. Church-going bell, 369. why then, at all, 13. Churchyard, mouldy, 508. Climber upward, 83. stone, beneath the, 509. Climbing sorrow, 120. Churchyards yawn, 14. Clime adored, 295. Chylden's game, 607. cold in, 478. Chymist fiddler, 223. done in their, 478. Cigar, give me a, 485. ravage all the, 359. Cimmerian darkness, 440. some brighter, 378. Cinnamon, tinct with, 498. Climes, cloudless, 481. Circle, within that magic, 228. Clink of hammers, 248. Circles the earth, 464. Clip an angel's wing, 498. Circuit is Elysium, 67. Cloak, martial, 499. Circumstance allows, 262. Cloaked from head to foot, 522. blows of, 523. Clock, finger of a, 363. of glorious war, 129. Shrewsbury, 59. Citadel, sea-girt, 469. varnished, 346. tower'd, 132. worn out, 229. Cities, far from gay, 299. Clod, kneaded, 24. seven mighty, strove, 164. Clog of his body, 221. seven, warr'd for Homer, I64. Cloistered virtue, 208. Citizens, fat and greasy, 39. Close against the sky, 507. man made us, 539. of the day, 359. City of Cologne, 435. the shutter fast, 363.

Page  636 636 Index. Closeness all dedicated, 17. Cold marble leapt, 499. Clothe a man in rags, 555. neutrality, 354. my naked villany, 69. on Canadian hills, 373. Clothed in black or red, 2. performs the effect of fire, Clothes, tattered, 122. I76. wantonness in, 159. the changed, 473. when he put on his, 349. waters to a thirsty soul, 556. Clothing the palpable, 436. Coldly furnish forth, 102. Cloud-capped towers, i8. heard, 505. Cloud, choose a firm, 277. sweet, 477. like a summer, 95. Cold-pausing caution, 388. of witnesses, 576. Coleridge, mortal powers of, 421r. out of the sea, 540. Coliseum, while stands the, 475. pillar of a, 541. Collar, braw brass, 387. sable, 195. College-joke, 246. that's dragonish, 132. Collied night, 32. which wraps the present hour, Collier and a barber fight, 3I4. 337. Cologne, wash your city of, 435. with silver lining, 195. Coloquintida, bitter as, I25. Clouds, castles in the, 310. Colossus, like a, 82. fought upon the, 84. Colours a suffusion, 435. he that regardeth the, 559. idly spread, 50. hooded like friars, 531. of the rainbow, 196. impregns the, 782. Columbia happy land, 428. looks in the, 83. Combat deepens, 44I. of glory, 421. wit in the, 459. plighted, i96. Combination and a form, I15. robe of, 483. Combine, bad men, 35I. sees God in, 270. Come and trip it, 201. sit in the, 60. as the waves come, 449. that gather round, 422. as the winds come, 449. that lowered upon our house, forth into the light, 417. 68. gentle spring, 308. thy, dispel all other, 526. home to men's bosoms, I36. Clouted shoon, I97. in between and bid us part, Cloy the edge of appetite, 52. 3 I. Clubs, typical of strife, 363. in1 the rearward of a woe, I35. Clutch the golden keys, 523. like shadows, 96. Coach, go call a, 243. live with me, I5. Coals of fire on his head, 556, 573. one come all, 449. Coat buttoned down before, 526. perfect days, 539. Coats, hole in a' your, 386. rest in this bosom, 456. Cockloft is empty, 210. send round the wine, 454. Code, shines to no, 528. to the bridal chamber, 527. Coffee, which makes the politician to this, has it, Ioi. wise, 284. unto these yellow sands, 17. Cofre, litle gold in, 2. what come may, 89. Cogibundity of cogitation, 243. when you call them, 57. Cogitative faculties, 243. Comes a reckoning, 301. Cohorts were gleaming, 48i. the blind fury, i99. Coigne of vantage, go. the brick-dust man, 314. Coil, not worth this, 49. this way sailing, I93. shuffle off this mortal, IIo. to be denied, 303. Coinage of your brain, II6. unlooked for, 294. Coincidence,strange, 490. Cometh al this new come, 4. Cold ear of death, 333. al this new science, 4. for the hot, 9. Comets, no, seen, 84. in blood, 478. Comfort and command, 404. in clime, 478. flows from ignorance, 243. indifference came, 457. in a face, I2.

Page  637 Index. 637 Comfort to my age, 39. Conceits, wise in your own, 572. Comforted, would not be, 566. Concentred ini a life intense, 472. Comforters, miserable, 544. Conception of the joyous prime, Coming events, 44I. 472. eye will mark our, 486. Concerted harmonies, 505. Command success, 250. Conclusion, a foregone, 129. Commandments, set my ten, 66. impotent, 126. Commands all light, I47. of the whole matter, 56.. Comment on the shows, 414. Concord, heart in, 402. Commentators each dark passage holds, firm, I76. shun, 267. of sweet sounds, 38. plain, 384. Condemn the fault, 23. Common as light is love, 494. the wrong, 585. growth of mother earth, 409. Condemned alike to groan, 328. he nothing, did, 219. with life to part, 349. men, roll of, i6o. Condescend to-take a bit, 246. people of the skies, 141. Condition, wearisome, I4. souls, flight of, 34I. Conduct and equipage, 244. sun, air, 335. of a clouded. cane, 285. use, remote from, 486. still right, 347. walk, privileged beyond the Confer, nothing to, 402. 263. Conference a ready man, 136. Commonplace of nature, 403. Confidence of reason, 419. Communion holds, 5I3. plant of slow growth, 322. sweet, quaff, 185. Confident to-morrows, 425. Compact, imagination all, 33. Confine, Ilies to his, Ioo. Companies of men, 219. Confines of daylight, 208. Companion, even thou my, 580. Confirm the tidings, 253. Companions, best, 344. Confirmations strong, I28. I have had, 429. Conflict, dire was the, I86. musing on11, 446. irrepressible, 5I5. thou'dst unfold, I30. rueful, 4II. Company, faithful dog shall bear Confusion his masterpiece, 93. him, 270 on thy banners, 330. shirt and a half in, 58. worse confounded, 179. with pain, 4I9. Congenial to my heart, 346. Compare, beautiful beyond, 438. Congregate, merchants, 55. great with small, 603. Congregation of vapours, 9og. Comparisons are odious, I43, Conjectures, I am weary of, 251. are odorous, 27, 604. Conjure with them, 83. Compass, narrow, i68. Conquer Love, they, that run, I50. of a guinea, 465. our fate, 442. Cormpassed by inviolate sea, 5I7. twenty worlds, I65. Compassion, bowels of, 578. we must when our cause it is Compelled sins, 23. just, 49I. Competence, peace and, 274. Conqueror creates a muse, I69. Complete steel, I96. proud foot of a, 5I. Complies against his will, 2I9. Conquerors, a lean fellow beatsall, Composture of excrement, 8S. i65. Compound for sins, 213. Conquest, ever since the, 234. of villanous smell, 2I. Conquest's crimson wing, 330. Compulsion, a reason on, 56. Conscience avaunt, 249. Compunctious visitings, 89. catch the, IIo. Compute, what's done we may, coward, 70. 386. does make cowards, iiI. Comus and his midnight crew, hath a thousand tongues, 70. 332. is corrupted, 66. Concatenation accordingly, 351. of the worth, i88. Concealment like a worm, 47. wake despair, i8o. Conceit, wise in his owln, 556. with gallantry, 383.

Page  638 638 In dex. Conscious water, 163. Corages, nature in hir, r. Consecration and Poet's dream, Coral, his bones are, I7. 420. Cord be loosed, 560. Consequence, deepest, 88. threefold, 558. trammel up the, 90. Cordial, gold in phisike is a, 2. Consent, will ne'er, 486. to the soul, 210. Consider the lilies, 567. Core, heart's, II3. Consideration like an angel, 62. Corinthian lad of mettle, 56. Considereth the poor, 548. Corioli, Volscians in, 75. Constable, outrun the, 215. Cormorant, like a, i8i. Constancy lives in realms above, Corn, reap an acre of, 402. 43I. two ears of, 246. Constant as the northern star, 84. unbending, 282. service of the antique world, Corne, cometh al this new, 4. 40. Corner of the house-top, 555. Constellations, happy, i88. sits the wind in that, 26. Construction, mind's, 89. Corners of the world, 51. Consumedly, laughs, 258. Corner-stone of a nation, 532. Consummation devoutly to be Coronets, kind hearts are more wished, IIo. than, 5I7. Consumption's ghastly form, 527. Corporal sufferance, 24. Contagion to this world, II4. Corporations no souls, 8. Contagious blastments, 103. Corpse of public credit, 463. Contemplation, formed for, i8s. Corrector of enormous times, I50. of my travels, 42. Correggios and stuff, 348. Contemporaneous posterity, 6oi. Correspondent to command, I7. Contempt upon familiarity, 20. Corrupt good manners, 574. Content and poor, I28. the youth, 67. farewell, I29. Corrupted freemen, 338. humble livers in, 7I. Corruption, honour from, 74. if hence the unlearned, 283. lighter wings, 278. measureless, 91. wins not more, 73. to dwell in decencies, 277. Corsair's name, he left a, 480. Contented, when one is, 8. Corse, unhandsome, 55. Contentions, fat, 207. Cortez, like stout, 499. Contentious woman, 557. Cost a sigh, 378. Contentment of the noblest mind, Costard, rational hind, 29. Io. Costly thy habit, I04. Contests from trivial things, 284. Cot beside the hill, 399. Contiguity of shade, 360. Cottage of gentility, 427. Continual dropping, 557. poorest man in his, 323. plodders, 29. the soul's dark, i68. Contortions of the sibyl, 355. with a double coach-house, Contradiction, woman's a, 278. 427. Contrived a double debt, 346. Couch, drapery of his, 513. Controls them and subdues, 419. grassy, I82. Conversation coped withal, I12. in sorrow steep, 387. Conversation's burrs, 536. of war, I25. Converse, formed by thy, 275. Couched with revenge, I8r. with the mighty dead, 310 Could ever hear by tale, 32. Conversing, I forget all time, 183. I flow like thee, i64. Convey, the wise call it, 20. not the grave forget thee, 475. Conveyed, bud to heaven, 434. play the woman, 97. the dismal tidings, 346. we forbear dispute, r69. Convolutions of a shell, 423. Counsel darkeneth, 545. Cool reflection came, 45I. in his face, 175. sequestered vale, 334. sometimes, take, 284. shade of aristocracy, 465. together, 548. Cope of heaven, 184. Counsellors, multitude of, 553. Coped withal, 11 2. Counsels, maturest, I74.

Page  639 Index. 639 Counsels sweet, 385. Coward sneaks to death, 300. Count our spoons, 321. that would not dare, 446. that day lost, 6o3. thou slave, 5o. their chickens, 217. Cowards, conscience makes, iiI. time by heart-throbs, 5x6. die many times, 84. Countenance, disinheriting, 383. plague of all, 56. more in sorrow, i02., Cowslips wan, 200. of his friend, man sharpeneth Cowslip's bell I lie, i8. the, 557. Coxcombs vanquish Berkeley, 337. of truth, 206. Coy and hard to please, 447. Counterfeit a gloom, 203. courteous though, 384. presentment, II5. submission, I82. Counterfeited glee, 346. Cozenage, strange, 229. Counters, such rascal, 87. Crabbed age and youth, 134. wise men's, I5I. and harsh, i97. Countless thousands mourn, 388. Crab-tree and old iron rang, 2I4. Country bleeding, 439. Crack of doom, 96. God made the, 360. the voice of melody, 536. good of my, 258. your cheeks, I20. he sighed for his, 442. Cradle, little one's, 539. his first best, 342. of reposing age, 287. in another, 197. standing in the, I46. left, for country's good, 39I. Cradled into poetry, 494. loved my, 485. Cradles rock us, 265. Fright or wrong, 46I. Craft so long to lerne, 4. undiscovered, i1I. Craftiness, wise in their own, 544. Country's cause, 297. Crams and blasphemes, I98. wishes blessed, 339. Cranny, every, but the right, 370. Courage and compassion, 252. Crannying wind, 47I. mounteth with occasion, 49. Crape, saint in, 276. never to submit, 170. Cras amet, 259. screw your, 91. Cream and mantle like a standCouriers of the air, 9I. ing pond, 35. Course, I have finished my, 576. Create a soul, 197. of empire, 257. Created equal, all men, 376. of human events, 376. half to rise, 272. of justice, 37. Creation, false, 92. of one revolving moon, 223. of some heart, 474. of true love, 32. ploughshare, o'er, 266. Courses, steer their, 2I4. sleeps, 261. Courted in your girls again, 599. tire of all, 537. by all the winds, I93. Creation's dawn beheld, 476. Courteous, the retort, 443. heir, 342. though coy, 384. Creator drew his spirit, 226. Courtesy, heart of, I4. remember thy, 557. pink of, 79. Creature drink but 1, i66. Courtier, heel of the, I I8. drink pretty, 40Io. Courtier's, seholar's eye, 112. every, shall be purified, 15. Courtsied when you have, I7. good familiar, 127. Courts, day in thy, 549. is at his dirty work, 286. Covenant with death, 563. smart so little as a fool, 286. Coventry, march through, 58. Creatures, delicate, I28. Cover my head now, 508. millions of spiritual, i83. Covered with two narrow words, not too bright for daily food, Hic jacet, I3. 404. Covert yield, try what the, 269. of the elements, 196. Covetousness, cause of, i6. you dissect, 276. Coward conscience, 70. Crebillon, romances of, 336. flattery to name a, 400. Credit his own lie, I7. instinct, 56. Creditor, glory of a, 22.

Page  640 640 Index. Credulity, ye who listen with, 320. Crown, fruitless, upon my head, 94. Creed of slaves, 323. head that wears a, 6i. outworn, 410. of glory, a hoary head is a, 554. sapping a solemn, 472. of life, receive the, 577. Creeds agree, 354. of sorrow is rememberinghaphalf the, 523. pier things, 5I9. keys of all the, 522. old winter's head, I63. Creep in one dull line, 28i. ourselves with rosebuds, 566. into his study, 28. sweet to wear a, 67. wit that can, 287. Crowning good, 380. Creepeth o'er ruins old, 538.. Crown's disguise, 337. Creeping like snail, 4I. Crow-toe, tufted, 200. where no life is seen, 538. Crude surfeit reigns, 197. Creeps in this petty pace, 98. Cruel as death, 309. Crested fortune, 371. as the grave, 56i. Cribbed confined, 94. death is always near, 6o0. Cricket on the hearth, 203. only to be kind, i16. Cried razors up and down, 373. Cruelty to load a falling man, 74. Crime, maddens to, 478. Crumbs, dogs eat of the, 568. numbers sanctified the, 356. picked up his, 609. of being a young man, 322. Crusaders, think they are, 536. worse than a, 394. Crush of worlds, 251. Crimes committed in thy name, Crust of bread and liberty, 288. 394. Crutch, shouldered his, 348. dignity of, 379. Cry and no wool, 214. register of, 358. bubbling, 487. undivulged, I20. have a good, 508. Crimson in thy lips, 8i. Havock, 85. Crispian, feast of, 64. is still, They come, 98. name of, 64. no language but a, 523. Cristes lore and his apostles, 2. not when his father dies, 322. Critic, each day a, 283. Crying, Give give, 557. Critical, nothing if not, I25. Cuckoo buds, 3I. Criticising elves, 357. Cucumbers, sunbeams out of, 246. Critics, before you trust in, 466. Cud of bitter fancy, 43. criticise, 363. Cudgel, know by the blow, 216. Critic's eye, 393. thy brains no more, 117. Cromwell damned to fame, 275. Cummin and anise, 569. guiltless of his country's blood, Cunning, right hand folrget, 55I. 333. in fence, 48. Crony, drouthy, 385. Cup, inordinate, I27. Crook the pregnant hinges, 113. kiss but in the, 144. Crops the flowery food, 269. life's enchanted, 470. Cross, last at his, 495. of hot wine, i6i. on the bitter, 54. of water, little thing to give a, sparkling, she wore, 284. 5os. Crossed in love, 383. Cupid is painted blind, 32. with adversity, I9. kills with arrows, 27. Crosses, fret thy soul with, I2. Cupid's curse, I40. relics, crucifixes, 218. Cups, in their flowing, 64. Crotchets in thy head, 21. pass swiftly round, 16i. Crow like chanticleer, 40. that cheer, 363. that flies, 135. Cur of low degree, 349. Crowd, midst the, the hum, 469. Curded by the frost, 75. not on my soul, 33I. Cure for life's worst ills, 5r5. of common men, 60o. on exercise depend, 224. we met -'t was in a, 502. the dumps, 246. Crowded hour of glorious life, 450. Curfew time, I96. Crown, better than his, 37. tolls the knell, 332. emperor without his, 262. Curious child, 423.

Page  641 Index. 641 Curled darlings, 123. Dale, hawthorne in the, 201. Curls, ambrosial, 298. Dales and fields, I5. Current of a woman's will, 260. Dallies with the innocence of love, of domestic joy, 319. 47. of the soul, 333. Dalliance, primrose path of, 103. Curs mouth a bone, 359. Daily with wrong, 432. Curse on all laws, 293. Dam the waters of the Nile, 5i6. primal eldest, II4. Dame of Ephesus, 248. Curses dark, rigged with, 200. sulky, sullen, 385. not loud but deep, 97. Dames, gentle, it gars me greet, Curst be the verse, 287. 385. by heaven's decree, 347. of ancient days, 343. hard reading, 384. Damiata and Mount Casius, 176. spot is, 405. Damn with faint praise, 286. Curtain, Priam's, 60. Damnable iteration, 54. Curtains, fringed, of thine eye, i8. woman, 236. let fall the, 363. Damnation, distilled, 396. Curule chair, 337. of his taking off, go. Cushion and soft dean, 279. round the land, 295. Custom always in the afternoon, wet, 145. io6. Damned be him who first cries, honoured in the breach, I04. Hold, 99. of Branksome Hall, 444. better be, 373. stale her infinite variety, I31. see him, ere I would, 48. tyrant, 125. to fame, 275, 291. Custom'd hill, missed him on the, Damp my intended wing, i89. 334. Damsel lay deploring, 30I. Customs and its businesses, 370. with a dulcimer, 434. Cut him in little stars, 79. Dan Chaucer, Ir. is the branch, i6. Dan Cupid giant-dwarf, 30. most unkindest, 86. Dan to Beersheba, 326. Cutpurse of the empire, II5. Dance and jollity, I94. Cycle and epicycle, 187. attendance, 74. of Cathay, 520. on with the, 47I. Cynosure of neighbouring eyes, when you do, 48. 201. Dances in the wind, 227. Cynthia of this minute, 277. midnight, 296. Cypress and myrtle, land of the, such a way, 157. 478. Dancing days, past our, 77. Cytherea's breath, 48. drinking time, 226. in the chequer'd shade, 201. Dacian mother, 475. Danger on the deep, 502. Daffed the world, 58. out of this nettle, 56. Daffodils before the swallow, 48. Dangerous, delays are, 229. fair, we weep to see, 159. to be of no church, 320. Dagger I see before me, 92. Dangers, loved me for the, I25. of the mind, 92. make us scorn, 385. smiles at the drawn, 251. of the seas,' I56. Daggers, speak, 14. Danger's troubled night, 441. Daggers-drawing, 216. Daniel come to judgment, 37. Daily beauty in his life, 130. Dank and dropping weeds, 206. Daintie flowre or herbe, io. Dappled turf, 403. Daintier sense, 117. Dare do all becomes a man, 91. Dainties bred in a book, 30. not die, 503. Daisie the eye of the day, 5. stir abroad, Ioo. Daisies, myriads of, 4I6. the elements to strife, 480. pied, 31, 201. to be true, I55. that men callen, 5. what man, I dare, 95. Daisy by the shadow, 420. what men, do, 27. Dale, haunts in, 436. Dares think one thing, 298. 00

Page  642 642 Index. Darien, silent upon a peak in, 499. Day, critic on the last, 283. Daring dined, 292. dearly love but one, 244. Daring in full dress, 485. deceased, 262. Dark amid the blaze of noon, I93. dog will have his, 19. and doubtful from the, 384. ended with the, 5I2. and lonely hiding-place, 432. ere the first, of death, 477. as Erebus, 38. eye of, 205. as pitch, 604. great important, 250. blue sea, 480. hand open as, 62. ever-during, I79. harmless, entertains the, 14I. eye in woman, 472. he that outlives this, 64. illumine what in me is, I70. I've lost a, 262. leap into the, 6. in June, what so rare as a, 539. sun to me is, 193. in thy courts, 549. with excessive bright, i8i. is done, and the darkness falls, Darkeneth counsel by words, 545. 532. Darkly, deeply beautifully, 489. joint labourer with the, Ioo. Darkness and the worm, 264. light of common, 421. buries all, 293. may bring forth, 556. Cimmerian, 440. merry as the, 26. dawn on our, 460. merry heart goes all the, 48. instruments of, 88. morning shows the, 192. jaws of, 32. night follows the, 192. land of, 54I. not to me returns, I79. not in utter, 544. now's the, 388. prince of, 121, 157. of adversity, 558. raven down of, 195. of nothingness, 477. up to God, 523. of prosperity, 558. visible, 70. of woe, 426. which may be felt, 541. parting, linger and play, 463. Darling sin, 432. peep of, I59. Darlings, wealthy curled, 123. posteriors of this, 31. Dart, death his, i90. so calm, so cool, I55. like the poisoning of a, i67. stands tiptoe, 80. shook a dreadful, 177. suffering ended with the, 5I2. time shall throw a, 145. sufficient unto the, 567. Dashed the dew, 448. that comes betwixt a Saturday Daughter, harping on my, io8. and Monday, 244. of his voice, i89. that is dead, 520. of my house, 470. the great the important, 250. of the voice of God, 419. through the roughest, 89. old man's, I23. unto day uttereth speech, 547. Daughters ofmy father'shouse, 47. Daylight and truth, 208. David, hating, 222. we burn, 20. Daw, wiser than a, 65. Day-star, so sinks the, 200. Dawn, belong not to the, I85. Days, afternoon of her best, 70. cheerful, 404. among the dead, 428. exhalations of the, 436. and nights to Addison, 320. is overcast, 250. are as grass, 550. later star of, 403. are dwindled, 372. on our darkness, 460. are in the yellow leaf, 485. Dawning, bird of, Io. are swifter than a shuttle, 544. of morn, 442. begin with-trouble, 6oo00. Daws to peck at, 123. boyish, 124. Day, as it fell upon a, 134, 143. degenerate, 298. brought back my night, 20o6. fallen on evil, i86. burden and heat of the, 568. flight of future, 175. business of the, 224. live laborious, 199. close of the, 359. measure of my, 547. count that, lost, 6o0. melancholy, are come, 514.

Page  643 Index. 643 Days of childhood, 429. Death, back resounded, I78. o' lang syne, 388. be thou faithful unto, 578. of my distracting grief, 34I. borders upon our birth, 146. of nature, io6. by slanderous tongues, 28. of our years are threescore calls ye, i6o. years and ten, 549. came with friendly care, 434. one of those heavenly, 404. can this be, 295. past our dancing, 77. certain to all, 6i. perfect, if ever come, 539. cold ear of, 333. race of other, 526. cometh soon or late, 511. salad, 3rI. covenant with, 563. sweet childish, 402. coward sneaks to, 300. that are no more, 52r. cruel as, 309. that need borrow, I63. dear beauteous, 211. to lose good, I2. dread of something after, IIi. with God tie passed the, 259. ere thou hast slain, T45. world of happy, 69. fell sergeant, 119. Day's march nearer home, 438. first day of, 477. Daze the world, 5I5. grim, 146. Dazzle as they fade, 450. grinned horrible, 178. Dazzles to blind, 359. hearsed in, 105. Dazzling fence of rhetoric, 198. herald after my, 74. Dead, bent him o'er the, 477. in the midst of life we are in, better be with the, 94. 580. day that is, 520. in the pot, 543. days among the, 428. into the world, I70. fading honours of the, 444. intrenched, 265. flies a stinking savour, 559. just and mightie, I1. for a ducat, 115. kisses after, 521. he mourns the, 262. lays his icy hands, i6o. in his harness, 566. love strong as, 56I. men's bones, 569. lovely in, 263. men's skulls, 69. loves a shining mark, 265. not, but gone before, 399. makes equal, 140. of midnight, 378. most in apprehension, 24. of the night, 102. not divided in, 542. past bury its dead, 530. nothing but birth, 265. sheeted, did squeak, Ioo. nothing our own but, 53. would 1 were, 508. of each day's life, 93. Deadly fair, so coldly sweet, 477. rides in every breeze, 460. Deaf adder, 548 ruling passion strong in, 277. Deal damnation round, 295. shades of, 177. Dear as remembered kisses, 521. shadow of, 544. as the light that visits, 33I. shook his dart, 190. as the ruddy drops, 331. sights of ugly, 69. as the vital warmnth, 236, 33I. slavery or, 250. as these eyes that weep, 236. sleep of, what dreams may beauteous death, 21I. come in that, IIo. charmer away, 301. so noble, I94. five hundred friends, 362. soul under the ribs of, I97. for his whistle, 316. studied in his, 89. hut our home, 315. there is no, 533. son of memory, 204. thou hast all seasons, 496. Dearer than his horse, 518. to us, play to you, 232. than self, 469. untimely stopp'd, 296. Dearest thing he owed, 89. urges knells call, 262. Dearly let or let alone, 154. us do part, 579. Death, all of, to die, 437. valiant taste but once of, 84. and his brother Sleep, 493. wages of sin is, 572. and life, 251. way to dusty, 98.

Page  644 644 Index. Death,whatshoulditknowof? 40I. Deep, danger on the, 502. what we fear ot;.24. embosomed in the, 343. where is thy sting? 295, 574. for his hearers, 347. which nature never made, 264.' home is on the, 44I. whose portal we call, 533. in the lowest, i8I. wonderful is, 493. malice to conceal, i8i. Death-bed is a detector, 263. on his front engraven, I75. Death-beds, ask, 262. sleep falleth on men, 543. Death's pale flag, 8i. spirits from the vasty, 57. Debt, a double, to pay, 346. tipple in the, i6I. to nature, 154. versed in books, I92. Debtor to his profession, 137. yet clear, I64. Debts, he that dies pays all, i8. Deeper than all speech, 526. Decalogue, men who can hear than plummet, I8. the, 420. Deep-mouthed welcome, 486. Decay, gradations of, 3I9. Deer a shade, 440. muddy vesture of, 38. let the strucken, II4. unperceiv'd, 3I7. mice and such small, 12I. Decays and glimmerings, 211. Defamed by every charlatan, 524. Decay's effacing fingers, 477. Defect, cause of this, o08. Deceit in gorgeous palace, 79. fine by, 277. Deceitful shine, 458. Defective comes by cause, Io8. woman, 236. Defence, admit of no, 232. Deceivers, men were, ever, 26. against injury, 8. December, roses in, 466. millions for, 393. when men wed, 43. Defend me from my friends, 595. Decencies, content to dwell in, your departed friend, 226. 277- Defer, madness to, 261. that daily flow, i88. till to-morrow, 256. Decency, right meet of, 327. Defiance in their eye, 343. Decent limbs composed, 296. Deficiencies of the present day, Decently and in order, 574. 320. Decide, who shall, 278. Deformed unfinished, 68. Decider of dusty titles, I50. Degenerate days, 298. Decision, valley of, 565. Degree, all in the, 273. Declined into the vale of years, curs of low, 349. 128. of woe, bliss must gain by, 324. Dedes, gentil, 3. Degrees, fine'by, 242. Dedicate his beauty, 76. grows up by, I49. Dedicated to closeness, I7. ill habits gather by, 227. Deed, attempt and not the, 92. of kin, 2I8. dignified by the doer, 45. scorning the base, 83. go with it, unless the, 96. Deified by our own spirits, 405. of dreadful note, 94. Deity offended, 387. so shines a good, 38. Dejection do we sink as low, 405. without a narne, 96. Delay, amorous, 182. Deeds are men, 156, 320. each dull, 345. are the sons of heaven, 320. law's, I I i. blessings wait on virtuous, 256. Delays are dangerous, 229. devilish, excused, 182. have dangerous ends, 229. foul, will rise, 103. Deliberates, woman that, 251. live in, 5P6. Deliberation sat, I75. means to do ill, x5. Delicate creatures, call these, ours, not words, 604. 128. Deep and gloomy wood, 406. Delicious land, done for this, 468. as a well, 79. Delight and dole, Ioo. as first love, 52I. by heavenly rays, 4I9. bottom of the, 55. enjoy with liberty, ii. calleth unto deep, 548. ever new, I84. damnationof his taking off, go. in love, 256.

Page  645 Index. 645 Delight in misfortunes of others, Desire, this fond, 251. 2Io. who lives as they, 262. into a sacrifice, I55. Desires of the mind, I38. lap me in, 526. Desk's dead wood, 429. mounted in, 405. Desolate, no one so utterly, 53I. over-payment of, 426. none are so, 469. paint the meadows with, 31. Despair, black, 493. phantom of, 404. depth of some divine, 521. she's my, 234. fiercer by, 174. to pass away the time, 68. flat, or final hope is, I74. Delightful task, 308. hurried question of, 479. Delights, all you vain, 148. infinite, and wrath, 18i. that witchingly instil, 3Io. message of, 440. to scorn, I99. nympholepsy of some fond, Delphian vales, the, 529. 474. Delphos, steep of, 204. of getting out, i62. Demd damp moist body, 538. that slumbered, I8o. horrid grind, 538. wasting in, I51. Demi-paradise, 52. Despairing, sweeter for thee, 390. Democratie, fierce, 192. Despatch, well spelt in the, 490. Democrats, d-d, 490. Despatchful looks, I85. Democritus would not weep, 415. Desperate steps, 370. Demosthenes, fall below, 393. Despised, I like to be, 358. Den, beard the lion in his, 311. Despond, slough of, 231. Denied, who comes to be, 146. Despondency and madness, 405. Denizen, world's tired, 469. Destined page, torn from their, Denmark, may be so in, I0o7. 395. rotten in, io5. Destiny, leaves of, 163. Deny, heart would fain, 97. Destroy his fib, 286. Depart, loth to, 241. Destroyed by thought, 357. Deplore thee, we will not, 460. Destruction, pride goeth before, Depressed with care, 30I. 554. Depth and not the tumult, 407. that wasteth at noonday, 550. in philosophy, 136. Destructive woman, 236. in whose calm, 50I. Desultory man, 236. Depths and shoals of honour, 72. Detector of the heart, 263. Derby dilly, 398. Detest the offence, 293. Descant amorous, 182. Detraction at your heels, 47. Descends the unguarded store, will not suffer it, 59. 276. Device nor work, 559. Descent and fall, adverse, I74. Devil a monk was he, 6. claims of long, 517. as a roaring lion, 578. Describe the undescribable, 474. builds a chapel, 156, 240, 6o8. Description, beggared all, I3I. can cite Scripture, 35. Desdemona would seriously in- did grin, 432. cline, 124. eat with the, 606. Desert blossom as the rose, 563. give the, his due, 54. fountain in the, 48i. go, poor, 326. my dwelling-place, 475. hath power to assume, I Io. of a thousand lines, 289. how the, they got there, 286. of the Imind, 477. hunting for one fair female, use every man after his, iO9. 225. wildernesses, 195. I play the, 69. Deserted at his utmost need, 220. in all his quiver, 491. Deserts, his, are small, i69. laughing, in his sneer, 480. idle and antres vast, I24. let us call thee, 127. Deserve the precious bane, I73. must go that the, drives, 45, Desire, bloom of young, 329. 606. kindle soft, 221. of all that dread the, 403. of the moth for the star, 495. resist the, 577.

Page  646 646 Index. Devil sends cooks, 605. Die in yon rich sky, 520. take the hindmost, 604. is gain, 575. tell truth and shame the, 57. is landing on some silent to serve the, 50I. shore, 244. wears black, 113. let us do or, 388, 603. with devil damned, 176. nature broke the, 482. Devise wit I write pen, 29. not born to, 528. Devotion, ignorance mother of, not willingly let it, 206. 228. of a rose, 270. to something afar, 495. taught us how to, 300. Devotion's visage, IIo. who tell us Love can, 426. Devour, seeking whom he may, with harness on, 99. 575. without or this or that, 276. Devoutly to be wished, I o. young, whom the gods love, Dew, chaste as morning, 264. 489. glistening with, 183. Died in freedom's cause, 428. like a silent, 159. Dies and makes no sign, 66. of sleep, 183. like the dolphin, 473. of thy birth, II. Diet, sober in your, 303. of youth, IO3. Difference to -me, 402. on his thin robe, 44I. Different, like - but oh! how, 407. on the mountain, 448. Difficulties, knowledge under, 504. resolve itself into a, IOt. Difficulty and labour, 179. upon a thought falling, 488. Diffused knowledge, 395. walks o'er the, ioI. Digest, inwardly, 579. wombe of morning, I 1. of anarchy, 352. young diamonds in infant, 228. Digestion bred, 284. Dew-drop from the lion's mane, wait on appetite, 95. 74. Diggeth a pit, ikhoso, 556. Dews, brushing away the, 334. Dignified by the doer's deed, 45. mother of, 308. Dignifies humanity, 515. of the evening, 306. Dignity, in every gesture, i87. Diadem of snow, 483. of crimes, 379. precious, I I5 Diligent in his business, 555. Dial from his poke, 40. Dim and perilous way, 423. to the sun, 218, 268. eclipse, 172. Diamond, great rough, 306. religious light, 203. "ne no diamonds, 614. the sweet look, 53I. Diamonds, bright as young, 228. with childish tears, 418. cut diamonds, 604. with the mist of vears, 469. Dian's temple, 75. Diminished heads, hide their, i8o. Diana's foresters, 54. Dimmed and gone, 457. Diapason closing full in Man, 227. Dine, that jurymen may, 284. Dice were human bones, 485. Dining, thought of, 347. Dicers' oaths, II5. Dinner lubricates business, 377. Dickens, what the, 2i. of herbs, better is a, 553. Dictynna good-man Dull, 30. Dire was the noise of conflict, I86. Die a bachelor, 26. Directs the storm, 252. an American, 464. Direful spring of war, 298. and endow a college, 278. Dirge in marriage, IoI. and go we know not where, 24. Dirt, loss of, 140. at the top like that tree, 247. Disappointed unanel'd, Io7. because a womnan's fair, I57. Disastrous chances, 124. before I wake, 600. twilight, 172. dare to, or bear to live, 274. Discharge in that war, 559. hazard of the, 71. Disciplined in action, 395. here in a rage, 247. Discontent, nights in pensive, i2. in a great cause, 485. winter of our, 68. in an inn, 327. Discord, horrible, I86. in the last ditch, 590. Discords, harsh, 8o.

Page  647 Index. 647 Discords sting through Burns and Ditch, die in the last, 590. Moore, 536. Ditto to Mr. Burke, 352. Discourse, bid me, 134. Divide, distinguish and, 2I2. more sweet, 176. Divided duty, 125. most eloquent music, II4. Dividends, incarnation of fat, 526. of rea'son, 102. Dividing we fall, 374. of theelders, 565. Divine, all save the spirit of man such large, ii6. is, 479. voluble in, 30. enchanting ravishment, I95. Discreetest best, i88. human face, 179. Discreetly blot, 169. in hookas, 485. Discretion better part of valour, 59. makes drudgery, 155. Disease, young, 272. philosophy, 522. Diseased nature, 57. to love, 499. Diseases desperate grown, II6. woman may be made, 408. Disguise, scandal in, 290. Divineness, participation of, 138. Disguises which we wear, i83. Diviner air, 408. Dish, butter in a lordly, 541. Divinity doth hedge a king, II7. Dishonourable graves, 82. in odd numbers, 21. Disinheriting countenance, 383. that shapes our ends, 119. Dislimn the rack, 132. that stirs within us, 251. Dismal treatise rouse, 98 Division of a battle, i23. tidings, convey'd the, 346. Do good by stealth, 288. Dismissing the doctor, 392. well and right, I56. Disobedience manifest, 170. what I pleased, 8. Disorder, most admired, 95. what I will with mine own, in the dress, I59. 568. Dispensations and gifts, 215. Dock the tail of Rhyme, 536. Displaced the mirth, 95. Doctor, after death the, I56. Disposer of other men's stuff, I41. dismissing the, 392. Disposition, shake our, IO5. Fell, I do not love thee, 240. Dispraise or blame, 194. shook his head, 302. other men's, i64. Doctors disagree,who shall decide Dispraised, to be, no small praise, when, 278. 19I. Doctrine from women's eyes, 31. Dispraises, comfortlesse, 12. not for the, some to church reDispute, could we forbear, 169. pair, 281. Disputing, itch of, I42. orthodox, prove their, 213. Disrespect, luxury of, 420. sanctified by truth, 4I5. Dissect, creatures you, 276. Doctrines clear, what makes, 2I8. Dissemble your love, 391. Does well acts nobly, 262. Dissension between hearts, 453. Doff it for shame, 50. Dissevering power, 198. Dog and bay the moon, 87. Dissonance, barbarous, 197. bark when I ope my lips, 35. Distance lends enchantment, 439. hunts in dreams like a, 518. made more sweet, 339. is thy servant a, 543. Distant spires, 328. is turned to his vomit, 578. Trojans, 298. it was that died, 349. Distemper, of no, 229. living, better than a dead lion, Distilled damnation, 396. 559. Distinction between virtue and mine enemy's, II112. vice, 321. shall bear him company, 270. Distinguish and divide, 212. smarts for what that dog has Distraction, waft me from, 472. done, 314. Distressed, griefs that harass the, somethingbetterthan his, 5S. 3I8. to gain his private ends, 349. in mind body or estate, 578. whose, are you, 294. Distressful bread, 64. will have his day, 119. stroke, I24. word to throw at a, 39. Distrest by poverty, 319. Dogs bark at me, 68.

Page  648 648 Index. Dogs, between two, 65. Douglas conquer, 34I. delight to bark and bite, 254. in his hall, 447. eat of the crumbs, 568. Dove, burnished, 518. fighting in the streets, 68. found no rest, 540. little, and all, 121. gently as any sucking, 32. of war, let slip the, 85. more of tlhe serpent than, i6. throw physic to the, 98. springs of, 402. Doing or suffering, I7I. wings like a, 548. Doit, beggarly last, 364. Dove-cote, eagle in a, 75. Dole, delight and, ioI. Doves, harmless as, 567. Doleful sound, 255. moan of, 521. Dolphin, dies like the, 473. Dowagers for deans, 520. Dome, him of the western, 223. Down among the dead men, 325. of many-coloured glass, 494. bed of, I25. of thought, 469. he that is, 215, 231. Domestic happiness, 362. I grant you I was, 59. joy, smooth current of, 3I9. on your knees, 42. Dominations princedoms, 185. thou climbing sorrow, 120. Dominions, the sun never sets in to a sunless sea, 434. my, 464. to the dust with them, 458. Done quickly, it were, go. Downcast modesty, 309. todeathbyslanderoustongues, Downs, all in the, 302. 28. unhabitable, 245. we may compute what's, 386. Doxy, another man's, 595. what's, is done, 94. Drachenfels, crag of, 471. with so much care, 22I. Drag the slow barge, 371. Doom, the crack of, 96. Dragon, evening, 194. had an early, 509. St. George that swinged the, regardless of their, 328. 49. Doomed for a certain term, io6. Drags at each remove, 342. to go ill company, 419. its slow length, 282. Door, at mine hostess', 49. Drained by fevered lips, 50I. clicked behind the, 346. Drama, shall close the, 257. shall we shut the, 3I3. Drank delight, 384. shut shut the, 285. judicious, 292. sweetest thing beside a hu- Drapery of his couch, 513. mall, 40I. Draught, nauseous, 224. Doorkeeper, rather be a, 549. Draughts, shallow, 280. Doors, infernal, I78. Draw men as they ought to be, 347. Dorian mood of flutes, I72. Drawers, chest of, 346. Dost thou love life? 3I6. Draws us with a single hair, 227, Dotage, streams of, 317. 284. Dotes yet doubts, I28. Dread and fear of kings, 37. Doting with age, pyramids, 209. of all who wrong, 525. Double debt to pay, 346. of something after death, I I I. double toil and trouble, 96. the Devil, 403. Doubling his pleasures, 399. whence this secret, 251. Doubly dying, 445. Dreadful reckoning, 301. feel ourselves alone, 446. urs, 536. Doubt I love, but never, oS8. Dream, a phantasma or a hideous, never stand to, 60o. 83. once in, to be, io8. all night without a stir, 498. that the sun doth move, i68. consecration and the Poet's, the equivocation, 99. 420. thou the stars are fire, io8. dreams, old men shall, 565. to hang a, 129. forgotten, 406. truth to be a liar, so8. life is but all empty, 530. Doubts are traitors, 22. love's young, 455. saucy, 94. of peace, 492. Dough, my cake is, 44. of things that were, 469.

Page  649 lIndex. 649 Dream old men's, 222. Dropped manna, 174. sight to, 43I. Drops from off the eaves, 203. silently as a, 460. his blue-fringed lids, 432. spirit of my, 482. like kindred, 361. when one awaketh, 549. precious, 228. which was not all a dream, 483. ruddy, 84. Dreaming ear, 442. Dropt from the zenith, 173. Dreams at length deceive, 241. Droughte of March, I. babbling, 249. Drown a fly, 261. books are each a world of, 418. pain it was to, 69. full of fearful, 69. Drowned honour, pluck up, 55. hunts in, 518. Drowsiness shall clothe a man in in brighter, 211. rags, 555. pleasant, lies down to, 5I3. Drowsy syrups of the world, 128. pleasing, and slumbers light, Drowsyhed, land of, 310. 447. Drudgery at the desk, 429. smooth and idle, 208. makes, divine, 155. such stuff as, are made of, i8. Druid lies in yonder grave, 340. that wave, 310. Drum ecclesiastick, 212. true I talk of, 77. spirit-stirring, 129. Dreamt of in your philosophy, 107. was heard, not a, 499. Dreary intercourse ofdaily life, 407. Drum-beat, morning, 463. sea now flows between, 432. Drums, beat the, 237. Dregs of life, 229. Drunk, gloriously, 364. Dress, be plain il, 303. hasten to be, 224. disorder in the, 159. pleasure to be, 314. of thoughts, 306. Drunkard clasp his teeth, I45. Drest, still to be, I44. Drunken man, stagger like a, 550. Drink and to be merry, 559. Drury's, happy boy at, 509. deep or taste not, 280. Dry as summer dust, 422. every creature, but I, I66. as the remainder biscuit, 40. for the thirsty, 9. sun dry wind, 7. gapes for, again, 166. tree, done in the, 571. no longer water, 576. Drying up a single tear, 490. no more than a sponge, 6. Ducat, dead for a, 115. pretty creature, 401. Due season, word in, 554. they never taste who always, Dues, render to all their, 573. 243. Dukedom, my library was, I7. to me only, 144. Dulcimer, damsel with a, 434. to the lass, 383. Dull cold marble, 72. why men, 235. good-man, 30. with him that wears a hood, 9. tame shore, 503. ye to her, 443. Duller than the fat weed on Lethe Drinking largely sobers us, 280. wharf, io6. Drinks and gapes, t66. Dulness, gentle, loves a joke, 291. Drip of the suspended oar, 472. Dum vivimus vivamus, 3I5. Driveller and a show, 3I7. Dumb, beggar that is, 13. Drives fat oxen, 322. forgetfulness, 334. Driving of Jehu, 543. modest men are, 392. Drooped the willow, 5t2. oracles are, 304. Drop a tear and bid adieu, 3I2. Dumps, cure the, 246. in for an after-loss, I35. Dumpy woman, I hate a, 486. in the well, 483. Duncan, hear it not, 92. into thy mother's lap, i9I. is in his grave, 94. of a bucket, 563. Dunce sent to roam, 366. of allaying Tyber, 161. with wits, 292, 367. Dropping buckets into wells, 362. Dundee, single hour of that, 412. continual, 557. Dunsinane, come to, 99. Dropped from an angel's wing, Dupe gamester and poet, 338. 416. Durance vile, 387. 28

Page  650 650 Index. Dusk faces, I92. Ear heard me, 545. Dusky race, rear my, 5I9. hearing of the, 546. Dust, blossom in the, i6o. I was all, I97. down to the, with them, 458. jewel in an Ethiop's, 77. dry as summer, 422. more is meant than meets the enemies shall lick the, 549. 203. heap of, alone remains of of a drowsy man, 50. thee, 296. of Death, 333. lay it in the, 470. of Eve, I83. learned, 362. of him that hears it, 31. of the balance, 563. the night's dull, 64. pride that licks the, 287. word of promise to our, 99. provoke the silent, 333. wrong sow by the, 6io. return to the earth, 560. Eare it heard, one, 4. sleeps in, I60, 580. Earliest at his grave, 495. that is a little gilt, 74. light of the morning, 463. the knight's bones are, 434. Early and provident fear, 355. thou art and unto dust shalt bright transient chaste, 264. thou return, 540. death, heaven gives its favourto dust, 580. it's, 474. vile, whence he sprung, 446..gods, utterance of the, 498. Duste, write it in, 73. Ear-piercing fife, 129. Duties, men who know their, 380. Ears, aged, play truant, 30. primal, shine aloft, 425. attending, 78. Duty, a divided, 125. he that hath, to hear, 570. in that state of life, 579. in mine ancient, 79. I've done my, 314. lend me your, 85. of man, whole, 56i. nailed by the, 217. service sweat for, 40. noise of water in mine, 69. subject's, is the king's, 64. of corn, 246. such as the subject owes, 44. of flesh and blood, io6. Dwarf on a giant's shoulders, 437. of the groundling, I x12. Dwell in decencies forever, 277. polite, 279. Dwelling-place, desert my, 475. ravished, 220. Dwelt all that's good, i68. same sound is in my, 418. Dwindled to the shortest span, she gave me, 40I. 372. took captive, 45. Dyer's hand, like the, I35. Earth a hell, 468. Dying eyes were closed, 296. a stage, I64. eyes, unto, 52I. ancients of the, 138, 520. man to dying men, 23I. any spot of, 424. to-morrow will be, 158. bears a plant, 443. when she slept, 506. best of men that e'er wore, i65. Each in his narrow cell, 332. bleeding piece of, 85. Eager flight, an, 8i. bowels of the harmless, 55. for the fray, 249. bridal of the, I55. heart the kindlier hand, 524. felt the wound, i89. Eagle he was lord, 411. first flower of the, 456. in a dove-cote, 75. forgot and heaven around us, like a young, 467. 456. mewing her mighty youth, fragrant the fertile, 183. 208. giants in the, 540. so the struck, 467. girdle round about the, 33. Eagle's fate and mine are one, i67. give him a little, 73. Eagles be gathered together, 569. glory passed from the, 42I. dare not perch, 283. growth of mother, 409. Ear, applying to his, 423. has no sorrow, 458. enchant thine, I34. hath bubbles, 88. give every man thine, Io4. heaven on, i8i.

Page  651 Index. 65 I Earth, heaven tries the, 539. Eased the putting off, I83. inhabitants of the, 88. Easiest, move, who have learned insensible, sgo. to dance, 282. is a thief, 8i. East, golden window of the, 76. kindly fruits of the, 579. gorgeous, with richest hand, lap of, 335. I73. lards the lean, 55. Easter-day, sun upon an, 157. lay her in the, ii8. Easy as lying, 114. less of, 448. to be true, 234. lift our low desire from, 478. writing curst hard reading, made so various, 360. 384. man masters the, 476. Eat and drink, let us, 562. model of the barren, 53. drink and be merry, 570. naught beyond, 0, 496. I cannot, but little meat, 9. nought so vile that on tlse, 78. thy cake and have it, i56. of majesty, 52. with the devil, 606. of the, earthy, 574. Eaten me out of house and home, on the bare, 220. 6o. o'erwhelm thee, 103. sour grapes, 564. passing from the, 420. Eating, appetite comes with, 6. peace good will on, 570. Eating-time, worn out with, 229. pleasant country's, 53. Eaves, from off the, 203. poetry of, is never dead, 499. Ebony, image of God in, 209. proudly wears the Parthenon, Ebrew Jew, 56. 527. Eccentric and centric, 187. salt of the, 566. Echo answers Where, 479. so much of, 405. applaud thee to the very, 98. soaks up the raiii, 66. of the sad steps, 424. sovereign'st thing on, 55. to the sense, 282. sure and firm-set, 92. Echoes dying dying, 520. to earth, 577. roll from soul to soul, 520. truth crushed to, 514. Echoing walks, i90. turf of fresh, 2Io. Eclipse, built in the, 200. vanities of, 414. diln, I72. walk the, I83. Eclipsed the gayety ofnations, 32I. way of all the, 541. Ecstasy of love, I08. which men call, 194. to lie in restless, 94. with her thousand voices, 433. waked to, the living lyre, 333. with orient pearl, i84. Eden, this other, 52. Earth's base built on stubble, I97. through, took their solitary bitter leaven, 411. way, 191. noblest thing, 539. Edge is sharper than the sword, Earthlier happy, 32. I33. Earthly god-fathers, 29. of appetite, 52. happier, 32. of battle, 171. hope and heavenly hope, 46I. of husbandry, dulls the, Io4. power show likest God's, 37. Edged with poplar pale, 204. Earthquake and eclipse, 493. Edified, whoe'er was, 362. Ease, age of, 344. Education forms the common and alternate labour, 308. mind, 276. for aye to dwell, 517. to love her was a liberal, 249. gentlemen who wrote with, virtuous and noble, 207. 289. Educing good, from seeming evil, in nline inn, 57. 310. in writing, 282. Edward, sons of, 70. of heart, 384. Eel of science, 291. studious of, 253. Effect, cause of this, io8. with grace, 310. Eftsoones they heard, II. write with, to show your breed- Egeria! sweet creature, 474. ing, 384. Egg, learned roast an, 290.

Page  652 652 Index. Egregiously an ass, I26. Empty boxes, beggarly account of, Egypt, brow of, 34. 80. Egypt's dark sea, 458. cock-loft is, 2Io. Eld, palsied, 24. praise, pudding against, 291. Elder days of Art, 534. Empty-vaulted night, I95. let the woman take an, 46. Enamell'd eyes, 200. Elders, discourse of the, 565. Enamour'd, hung over her, I84. Electric chain, 473. Enchant thine ear, 134. Elegant but not ostentatious, 320. Enchantment, distance lends, 439. simplicity, 377. Enchants the world, 309. sufficiency, 308. Encompass the tomb, 460. Element, creatures of the, 196. Encounter, free and open, 208. lowering, scowls, 176. of our wits, 68. one law one, 524. End, attempt the, i6o. Elements, become our, I75. beginning of our, 34. dare the, to strife, 480. beginning of the, 594. I tax not you, 120. crowns all, 74. so mixed in him, 87. hope to the, 577. war of, 25I. in wand'ring mazes, 176. Elephants endorsed with towers, of fame, 487. 19I. me no ends, 613. for want of towers, 245. means unto an, 5I6. Elm, star-proof, 200. must justify the means, 242. Elms, immemorial, 52I. original and, 320. Eloquence, heavenly, 223. served no private, 279. resistless, 192. to know mine, 547. the soul, I76. End-all, might be the, go. to woe, 480. Endeavour, too painful an, 277. Eloquent, old man, 205. Ending, never, still beginning, 22I. Elves, criticising, 357. Endless night, 330. whose little eyes, I58. Endow a college or a cat, 278. Elysium, lap it in, I95. Ends, neglecting worldly, I7. on earth, 453. of verse, 215. whose circuit is, 67. old odd, 69. Emathian conqueror, 205. thou aimest at, 73. Embalmed in tears, 449. Endurance foresight, 404. Embattled farmers stood, 527. Endure, human hearts, 3I9. Embers, glowing, 203. we first, then pity, 273. Emblem of untimely graves, 363. Endured, not to be, 27, 44. Emblems of deeds, 478. Enemies, naked to mine, 73. right meet of decency, 327. of nations, 361. Embosomed in the deep, 343. shall lick the dust, 549. Embrace me she inclined, 206. Enemy in their mouths, 127. Embryo, chancellor in, 327. invention of the, 249. Emelie, up rose, 3. thing devised by the, 71. Eminence, that bad, I74. Enemy's dog, 122. Eminent, tax for being, 247. Energy divine, 289. Emits a brighter ray, 349. Engineer hoist with his own petar, Emperor without his crown, 262. 116. Empire, course of, 257. England, mariners of, 44i. cutpurse of the, 115. martial airs of, 464. rod of, 333. never shall lie at the proud star of, 257. foot of a conqueror, 5I. trade's proud, 319. roast beef of old, 315. Empires, whose game was, 485. slaves cannot breathe in, 36r. Employment, hand of little, 117. this realm, this, 52. wishing the worst, 264. true to itself, 51. Employments, how various his, with all her faults, 357, 361. 362. English, abusing the king's, 20. Emprise and floure, 5. air, sweet as, 520.

Page  653 Index. 653 English dead, close the wall up Errors, female, 284. with, 63. like straws, 228. legs, one pair of, 63. Eruption, bodes some strange, Ioo. undefyled, well of, si. Eruptions strange in nature, 57. Enjoy vour dear wit, I98. Escape calumny, shall not, iiI. Enough is as good as a feast, 604. Eschewed evil, 543. verge, for more, 230. Estate, fallen from his high, 220. Ensample, this noble, 2. flies of, I55. Ensanguined hearts, 363. Esteem, to love, to, 434. Ensign beauty, 8i. Eternal anarchy, 178. imperial, I72, 330. blazon must not be, io6. tattered, 535. friendship, 398. Enskied and sainted, 22. frost, that skirt the, 433. Entangling alliances, 377. hope springs, 270..".Enterprise, life-blood'of our, 58. now does always',- 1'i67. Enterprises, impediments togreat, smiles his emptin~t betray, 136. 287. of great pith, sII. summer gilds them yet, 488. Entertained angels, 577. summer shall not fade, I34. Entertains the harmless day, I4I. sunshine settles, 345. Enthroned in the hearts, 37. Eternities, two, 452. Entire affection' hateth, Io. Eternity in bondage, 251. Entity and quiddity, 2I3. intimates to man, 251. Entrance to a quarrel, 104. mourns that, 5I5. Entrances and exits, 4I. opes the palace of, 194. Entuned in hire nose, I. thou pleasing dreadful, 25I. Envious tongues, 73. wander through, 175. Envy hatred and malice, 579. wanderers o'er, 472. of less happier lands, 52. white radiance of, 494. will merit, 282. Ether, ampler, 408. withers at another's joy, 308. Ethereal mildness, 308. Ephesian dome, 248. Ethiopian change his skin, 564. Ephesus, damne of, 248. Etrurian shades, I71. Epicurus' sty, 350. Euphrasy and rue, I90. Epitaph, no man write my, 443. Europe rings, 206. Epitaphs, let's talk of, 53. Eve, ear of, I83. Epitome, all mankind's, 223. fairest of her daughters, i82. Epocha in the history of America, firom noon to dewy, I73. 374. grandmother, 29. Equable and pure, 407. Even, gray-hooded, i95. Equal, all men created, 376. such is Time, 597. and exact justice, 376. ushers in the, I35. to all things, 347. Even-handed justice, go. Equity is a roguish thing, 152. Evening bells, 456. Equivocation of the fiend, 99. comment, meek Nature's, 414. will undo us, 117. dews of the, shun, 306. Ercles' vein, 32. now came still, I82. Ere I was old, 435. shades prevail, 252. Erebus, dark as, 38 welcome peacefill, 363. Erect, above himself he can, I42. Evening's close, hie him home at, Eremites and friars, 80o. 335. Erin, exile of, 44I. Event, far-off divine, 524. Err, they do not, 445. one, happeneth tothem all, 558. to, is human, 83. Events, coming, 441. Erring sister's shame, 477. spirits of great, 436. spirit hies, Ioo. Ever charming ever new, 312. Error, he was guilty of no, 504. thus from childhood's hour, of opinion, 376. 452. wounded, writhes with pain, Ever-during dark, I79. 514. gates, open'd wide her, i86.

Page  654 654 Index. Everich word, 3. Excused his devilish deeds, I82. Everlasting flint, 79. Execrable shape, I79. now, i67. Execute their airy purposes, 172. yawn confess, 292. Executes a freeman's will, 492. Every clime adored, 295. Exempt from public haunt, 39. fool will be mieddling, 554. Exercise, for cure depend on, 224. inch a king, 122. Exhalation, like an, I73. man's work, 573. like a bright, 72. one as God made him, 9. Exhalations of the dawn, 436. one that hath, 569. Exhaled and went to heaven, 264.' why hath a wherefore, 605. he was, 226. Everything by starts, 223. Exhausted worlds, 3i8. handsome, 28. Exile of Erin, 441. time tries the troth in, 6. Existence, secured in her, 251. Everywhere confessed, 318. Exit, called to make our, 378. his place, i66. Exits and their entrances, 41. Evidence of things not seen, 576. Expatiate free o'er all this, 269. Evil, be not overcome of, 573. Expatiates in a life to come, 270. be thou my good, i8i. Expectation, better bettered, 26. communications, 574. fails, oft, 45. days, though fallen on, i86. makes a blessing dear, I57. do, that good may come, 572. Experience be a jewel, 2I. feared God and eschewed, 543. made him sage, 502. good and good evil, 562. old, do attain, 203. goodness in things, 64. tells in every soil, 343. is wrought by want of thought, to make me sad, 43. 307. Expletives their feeble aid, 281. means of, 171. Explain a thing till all men doubt, news ride post, I94. 292. obscures the show of, 36. the asking eye, 287. out of good, 177. Explore the thought, 287. partial, universal good, 27I. Expose thyself to feel, 121. report and good report, 575. Exposition of sleep, 33. root of all, 576. Express, painting can, 257. still educing good from, 3o0. Expressed in fancy, Io04. sufficient unto the day is the, Expressive silence, 310. 567. Extend a mother's breath, 287. that men do lives after them, Extenuate, nothing, 130. 85. External ordinances, 321. vice lost half its, 353. Extravagant and erring spirit, Ioo. Evils, less of two, 5, 609. Extreme, few in the, 273. present, triumph over philoso- perplex'd in the, I3I. phy, 210. Extremes by change more fierce, Example, influence of, 326. I76. teaching by, 258. heard so oft in worst, 171. you with thievery, 8i. in man, 278. Exceeding wise fair-spoken, 74. in nature, 278. Excel,'t is useless to, 324. Extremity, most dark, 450. unstable thou shalt not, 541. Exultations agonies, 412. Excellence it cannot reach, 308.. Eye and prospect of his soul, 28. Excellent thing in woman, 122. apple of his, 541, 54.6. to have a giant's strength, 23. behind you, 47. Excess of glory obscured, I72. curtains of thine, i8. of light, blasted'with, 330. defiance in their, 343. wasteful and ridiculous, 51. dissolved in dew,.373. Exchequer of the poor, 52. explain the asking, 287. rob me the, 58. fades in his, 250. Excrement, general, 8i. fire in each, 285. Excuse, fault worse by the, 51. for eye, 541. for the glass, 383. great task-master's, 205.

Page  655 Index. 655 Eye, harvest of a quiet, 418. Eyes, not a friend to close his, 220. heaven in her, i87. of sentiment, 536. in a fine frenzy rolling, 34. poorly satisfy our, 14I. in my mind's, I02. rain influence, 202. inward, of solitude, 404. reflecting gems, 69. jaundiced, 283. severe and beard of formal lack-lustre, 40. cut, 4I. like Mars, II5. she gave me, 401r. looks with a threatening, 50. show his, and grieve his heart, nature's walks, 269. 96.. negotiate for itself, 26. sought the west afar, 444. not satisfied with seeing, 557. soul sitting in thine, 202. of a needle, 568. speculation in those, 95. of day, 5, 205. the break of day, 24. of Greece, I92. the glow-worm lend thee, 158. of heaven, beauteous, Io, 51. to the blind, 542. of nature, 420. unto dying, 52I. of newt and toe of frog, 96. were made for seeing, 526. of vulgar light, 454. which spake, 47. one dropping, ioi. with his half-shut, 283. peril in thine, 77. Eyesight, treasure of his, 76. precious seeing to the, 30. Eyne, with pink, 131. pupil of the, 459. Saw me it gave witness, 542. Fabric, baseless, of this vision, i8. sublime declar'd, i8i. huge, rose like an exhalation, tear in her, 447. 173. to watch, 456. Face, continuall comfort in a, I2. twinkling of an, 574. divine, human, I79. unborrowed from the, 406. familiar with her, 273. unforgiving, 383. garden in her, I39. was dim and cold, 509. give me a, 144. was in itself a soul, 479. hides a shining, 369. was on the censer, 536. in her, excuse, 90o. where feeling plays, 408. in his morning, 346. which hath the merriest, 65. is as a book, 9o. white wench's black, 79. labour bears a lovely, I65. will marck our coming, 486. like the milky way, I57. Eyeballs roll, 294. look on her, 284. Eyebrow, to his mistress', 41. man had fixed his, 4o9. Eyelids of the morn, I99. mind's construction in the, 89. weigh down my, 6I. music breathing from her, 479. Eyes are dim, 4I8. music of her, i6i. are homes of silent prayer, 522. of heaven so fine, 79. are in his mind, 436. of joy we wear, 418. dear as these, 236. one beloved, 482. death within mine, 69. pardoned all except her, 490. drink to me only with thine, shining morning, 4I. 144. some awful moment, 4I9. dying, were clos'd, 296. sweat of thy, 540. happiness through another ten commandments in your, man's 43. 66, 6io. hath not a Jew, 36. that launched a thousand history in a nation's, 334. ships, I5. lids of Juno's, 48. that makes simplicity a grace, light in wonman's, 456. I44. like stars, io6. transmitter of a foolish, 307. look your last, 8i. truth has such a, 225. love looks not with, 32. umlbered, 64. make pictures, 436. visit her, too roughly, Ioi. man with large gray, 402. Faces, dusk, with turbans, 192.

Page  656 656 Index. Faces of the poor, 562. Faith in womankind, 521. old familiar, 429. is half confounded, 336. sea of upturned, 464. is the substance of things Facing fearful odds, 5I. hoped for, 576. Facts are stubborn things, 340, modes of, 273. 605. of many made for one, 273. imagination for his, 384. of reason, 436. Faculties, hath borne his, 90. plain and simple, 86. infinite in, o09. pure-eyed, I95. Faculty divine, 422. ripened into, 424. Fade, all that's bright must, 456. we walk by, not by sight, 575. as a leaf, 564. work of, 575. Faded like the morning dew, 439. Faith's defender, 305. Fades o'er the waters blue, 468. Faithful among the faithless, i86. Fading honours of the dead, 444. dog shall bear him company, Faery elves, I73. 270. of the mine, i96. in action, 279. Fail, if we should, 9i. unto death, be thou, 578. never, who die in a great Falcon towering in her pride, 93. cause, 485. Falcons, hopes like towering, 242. no such word as, 505. Fall, it had a dying, 46. not for sorrow, 524. needs fear no, 231. we will not, 91. of a sparrow, 119. Failed the bright promise, 460. successive, 298. Failing, every, but their own, 477. though free to, I8o. Failings leaned to virtue's side, what a, was there, 86. 345. Fallen, be for ever, x7I. Fails, oft expectation, 45. from his high estate, 220. Fain would I climb, 13. into the sear the yellow leaf, Faint and fear to live alone, 503. 97. heart ne'er won, 605. Lucifer, how art thou, 562. Fair as a star, 402. on evil days, i86. gift for my, 327, Falling in melody back, 433. good-night, 447. with a falling state, 297. humanities, 436. Falling-off was there, io6. is foul, 88. Fallings from us vanishings, 422. is she not passing, i9. Falls as the leaves do, 147. laughs the morn, 331. like Lucifer, 72. none but the brave deserve False and fleeting as't is fair, 46r. the, 220. and hollow, all was, 174. Science frowned not, 335. as dicers' oaths, II5. spoken and persuading, 74. fires, kindles, 420. to fair he flew, 446. fugitive, I77. undress best dress, 310. philosophy, 176. women and brave men, 470. science betray'd, 359. Faire, to bud out, Io. would'st not play, 89. Fairer spirit conveyed, 30o. Falsehood, a goodly outside, 36. than the evening air, I5. can endure, I84. Fairest of her daughters Eve, 182. heart for, framed, 383. Fairies' midwife, 76. under saintly shew, i8i. Fairy fiction drest, 33I. Falstaff sweats to death, 55. hands their knell is rung, 339. Falter not for sin, 524. takes nor witch, ioI. Fame, blush to find it, 288. Faith and hope, 274. cover his high, 149. and morals which Milton held, damned to, 275, 291. 413. elates thee, 453. has centre everywhere, 522. fool to, 286. I have kept the, 576. great heir of, 204. in honest doubt, 523. hard to climb the steep of, 359. in some nice tenets, i66. honest, grant me, 294.

Page  657 Index. 65 7 Fame is no plant, 200. Far as the solar walk, 270. is the spur, i99. from gay cities, 299. martyrdom of, 482. less sweet to live with them, on lesser ruins, 164. 455. outlives in, 248. off his coming shone, i86. rage for, 373. Fardels bear, who would, III. unknown, 335. Fare thee well I and if for ever, 48I. what is the end of, 487. Farewell a long farewell, 72. Fame's eternal bead-roll, ii. a word that must be, 476. proud temple, 359. content, 129. Familiar as his garter, 62. for ever and for ever, 87. be thou, 103. goes out sighing, 74. beast to man, 20. happy fields, 171. beauty grows, 250. hope, fear, remorse, 181. but not coarse, 320. I only feel, 466. faces, old, 429. that fatal word, 480. friend, mine own, 580. the neighing steed, 129. illn his mouth, 64. the plumed troop, 129. in their mouths, 64. the tranquil mind, i29. with her face, 273. to thee Araby's daughter, 452. with his hoary locks, 50I. Farewells to the dying, 533. Familiarity, upon, will grow more Far-off divine event, 524. contempt, 20. Farre stretched greatness, I3. Families of yesterday, 240. Fashion, glass of, II2. Famine should be filled, I78. high Roman, 132. Famous by my sword, I69. of these times, 40. found myself, 49I. of this world, 574. to all ages, 207. wears out more apparel, 27. victory, 427. Fashion's brightest arts, 346. Fan me while I sleep, 36I.'Fashioned so slenderly, 5o6. with his lady's, 56. Fashioneth their hearts alike, 547. Fancies, men's more giddy, 46. Fast and loose, 605. thick-coming, 98. by a brook, 359. Fancy, bright-eyed, 330. by the oracle of God, I70. chuckle, 231. by their native shore, 368. fed, hope is theirs by, 328. in fires, confined to, io6. free, 33- ~ spare, 202. his imperial, 396. Fasten him as a nail, 562. home-bound, 5I5. Fasting for a good man's love, 42. like the finger of a clock, 363. Fat contentions, 207. most excellent, ii8. dividends, incarnation of, 526. motives of more, 45. men about me that are, 83. not expressed in, Io04. more, than bard beseems, 31I1. reason virtue, 3II. oily man of God, 311. sweet and bitter, 43. oxen, who drives, 322. whispers of, 320. things, feast of, 563. Fancy's course, impediments in, weed on Lethe wharf, io6. 45. Fatal and perfidious bark, 200. meteor ray, 388. bell-man, 92. rays the hills adorning, 388. gift of beauty, 473. Fanny's, pretty, way, 259. Fate and wish agree, 446. Fantasies, thousand, 195. armour against, i6o. Fantastic as a woman's mood, 449. bond of, 96. summer's heat, 52. book-of, 269. toe, light, 20I. cries out, i05. toys, painted trifles and, 337. fixed, freewill, I76. Fantasy, vain, 77. forced by, 227. Fantasy's hot fire, 445. he either fears his, i69. Far above the great, 330. itself could awe, 249. as angel's ken, 170. man.meets his, 263. 28* PP

Page  658 658 Index. Fate of Rome, big with the, 250. Fear o' Hell's a hangmatn's whip, of mighty monarchs, 309. 387. seemed to wind him up, 229. thy nature, 89. stamp of, 298. to live alone, 503. storms of, 297. Fearful summons, Ioo. take a bond of, 96. Fearfully and wonderfully made, to conquer our, 442. 551. torrent of his, 317. Fears and saucy doubts, 94. Fates, masters of their, 82. do make us traitors, 96. Father and my Friend, 232. his fate too much, i69. antic the law, 54. of the brave, 317. feeds his flocks, 34I. our hopes belied our, 506. hoarding went to hell, 67. present, 89. no more like my, 102. to beat away, 408. of all in every age, 295. Feast, enough is good as a, 604. of the man, 40I. going to a, I44. to that thought, 62. gorgeous, i98. wise, that knows his own imagination of a, 52. child, 36. of Crispian, 64. Fatherly, lift it up, 539. of fat things, 563. Fathom five, 17. of languages, 31. line could never touch, 55. of nectar'd sweets, 197. Fattest hog in Epicurus' sty, 350. of reason, 288. Fault, condemn the, 23. Feasting, house of, 558. excusing of a, 51. presence full of light, 8I. grows two thereby, I55. Feather, a wit's a, chief a rod, 274. he that does one, 254. is wafted downwards, 532. hide the, 295. of his own, espied, i68. just hint a, 286. that adorns the royal bird, seeming monstrous, 42. 599. stars more in, 242. waft a, or to drown a fly, 261. Faultless monster, 235. whence the pen, 416. piece to see; 28i. Feats of broil and battle, 123. Faults, best men moulded out of, Feature, cheated of, 68. 25. so scented the grim, i90. blind to her, 241. Features, homely, I98. lie gently on him, 73. Fed of the dainties, 30. thou hast no, 244. show myself highly, 45. to scan, 345. Fee the doctor, 224. vile ill-favour'd, 21. Feeble, forcible, 6i. with all her, 357. woman's breast, 407. with all thy, 36i. Feed fat the ancient grudge, 35. Favour, to this, she must come, his sacred flame, 433. I 8. on hope, I2. Favourite has no friend, 336. on prayers, 140. to be a prodigal's, 420. Feeder, blasphemes his, I98. Favourites early death, heaven Feel and to possess, 469. gives its, 474. another's woe, 295. Favours, hangs on prince's, 72. by a kick, 2I6. secret sweet and precious, like one who treads alone, 385. 457. Fawne and crouch, 12. that I am happier, i87. Fawning, thrift may follow, II3. to hear to see to, 469. Fayre and fetishlv, I. your honour grip, 387. Fear and Bloodshed, 419. Feeling deeper than all thought, early and provident, 355. 526. God! honour the King, 577. hearts touch them but rightly, is affront and jealousy injus- 399. tice, 260. of his business, 117. of God before their eyes, 572. of sadness, 532.

Page  659 Izdex. 659 Feelings, great, came to them, 500. Few plain rules, 413. to mortal given, 448. strong instincts, 4I3. unemployed, 477. Fiat justitia ruat ccelum, 589. Feels at each thread, 270. Fib, destroy his, 286. meanest thing that, 406. Fibs, tell you no, 350. the noblest acts the best, 516. Fickle as a dream, 449. Fees, flowing, 207. fierce and vain, 449. Feet, bar my constant, 311. Fico for the phrase, 20. beneath her petticoat, I57. Fiction, fairy, drest, 33I. close about his, 500. truth stranger than, 491. like snails did creep, I58. Fie foh and fum, 121. many-twinkling, 329. on possession, 4. nailed on the bitter cross, 54. Field, ample, 269. standing with reluctant, 532. and flood, I24. through faithless leather, 268. back to the, 441. to the foe, 44I. be lost, what though the, I70. to the lame, 545. flower of the, 550. Feinen things, 3. in the tented, I23. Felicitie, what more, I I. lilies of the, 567. Felicity, our own we make, 319. six Richmonds in the, 71. Fell, Doctor, I do not love thee, 240. squadron in the, I23. like autumn fruit, 229. Fields and dales, I5. like stars, 438. babbled of green, 63. purpose, 89. beloved in vain, 328. Fellow, dies an honest, 147. better to hunt in, 224. in a market-town, 373. farewell happy, 171. in the firmament, 84. out of old, 4. mad, met me, 58. raw in, 224. many a good tall, 55. showed how, were won, 345. no feeling of his business, I17. Fiend angelical, 79. of infinite jest, I 18. equivocation of the, 99. of no mark, 57. frightful, 430. that hath had losses, 28. Fiends juggling, 99. that hath two gowns, 28. Fierce as ten furies, 177. there's a lean, 165. democratie, 192. want of it the, 274. repentance, 308. with the best king, 367. Fiercer by despair, 174Fellow-fault to match it, 42. Fiery soul working its way, 221. Fellow-feeling, 338. floods, to bathe in, 24. Fellows of the baser sort, 572. Pegasus, 58. young, will be young, 358. Fife, ear-piercing, I29. Fellowship, right hands of, 575. wry-necked, 36. Felony to drink small beer, 66. Fig for care and a fig for woe, 140. Felt along the heart, 406. Fight again, those thatflymay, 219. in the blood, 406. another daie, 586. the halter draw, 38I. famoused for, I34. Female errors fall, 284. for such a land, 446. for one fair, 225. I dare not, 62. of sex it seems, 193. the good fight, 576. Fence, cunning in, 48. Fighting, for want of, 213. dazzling, i98. Fights and runs away, 586. Fens bogs dens, 77. by my side, soldier who, 454. Ferdinand Mentez Pinto, 256. Fig-tree, under his, 568. Fever; after life's fitful, 94. Figure for the time of scorn, 130. of the world, 406. the thing we like, we, 515. Fevered blood, 449. Filches from me my good name, Few and far between, 440. I27. are chosen, 568. Files, foremost, of time, 519. die and none resign, 377. Filip me with a three-man beetle, in the extreme, 273. 60.

Page  660 66o Index. Fill the fife, 450. First to fade away, 452. Filled with fury, 339. true gentleman, i65. sails and streamers waving, who came away, 486. I93. Fir-trees dark and. high, 507. Fills the air around with beauty, Fish all that cometh to net, 7. 474. nor flesh, 608. Filthy lucre, 576. ye're buying, 507. Final goal of ill, 523. Fishes gnawed upon, 69. Finds the down pillow hard, I33. live in the sea, I33. Fine by defect, 277. that tipple, s6I. by degrees, 242. Fishified, how art thou, 79. frenzy rolling, 34. Fish-like smell, i8. puss-gentleman, 367. Fist instead of a stick, 2I2. words! wonder where you Fit audience though few, 186. stole'em, 245. Fit's upon me now, I49. Finer form or lovelier face, 448. Fits't was sad by, 339. Finger of a clock, 363. Fittest place where man can die, slow and moving, I30. 504. unmoving, I30. Five fathom under the Rialto, 484. Fingers rude, 199. hundred friends, 362. Fibished my course, 576. reasons why men drink, 235. Fire answers fire, 63. words long, 520. beds of raging, 177. Fix itself to form, 522. burned, while I was musing Fixed fate free-will, 176. the, 547- figure, I30. coals of, 556, 573. like a plant, 272. from the mind, 470. Flag, death's pale,'8I. in antique Roman urns, 368. has braved a thousand years, in each eye, 285. 44I. little, kindleth, 577. of our union, 512. little, quickly trodden out, 67. of the free heart's, 496. muse of, 62. Flame, adding fuel to the, I94. one, burns out another's, 76. nurse a, 443purge off the baser, 174. that lit the battle's wreck, 497. shirt of, 529. Flames, paly, 63. souls made of, 268. Flanders, our armies swore terristood against my, 122. bly in, 326. three removes bad as a, 316. received our yoke, i68. uneffectual, Io7. Flash and outbreak, io8. who can hold a, 52. those sparks, 304. yreken in our ashen cold, 3. Flashes, of merriment, ii8. Fired the Ephesian dome, 248. Flat burglary, 28. that the houserejects him, 286, despair, 174. Fires, confin'd to fast in, io6. sea sunk, I96. kindle false, 420. that's, 30, 58. live their wonted,.334. Flattered, being then most, 84. of ruin glow, 439. to tears, 498. Fireside happiness, 399. Flatterers besieged, 287. Firm concord holds, I76. he hates, 84. Firmament, no fellow in the, 84. Flattering painter, 347. now glowed the, 182. tale, 497. o'erhanging, Io9. Flattery's the food of fools, 246. pillared, 197. lost on poet's ear, 444. showeth his handywork, 547. to name a coward, 4o0. Firm-set earth, 92. Flea has smaller fleas, 245. First by whom the new are tried, that's a valiant, 53. 28i. Fled murmuring, 184. flower of the earth, 456. Fleeting and false, 46I. gem of the sea, 456. good, 342. in war first in peace, 393. show, the world is all a, 458.

Page  661 Index. 66I Flesh and blood can't bear it, 305. Flowre, no daintie, Io. and the devil, 579. Floweret of the vale, 335. how art thou fishified, 79. Flowers and fruits of love, 485. is grass, 563. appear on the earth, 561. is heir to, 11o. are lovely, 435. is weak, 569. awake to the, 454. nor herring, 608. baptism o'er the, 159. too solid, IOI. bitter o'er the, 468. unpolluted, ii8. chaliced, 132. weariness of the, 560. have their time to wither, 496. will quiver, 268. of all hue, i8i. Flies an eagle flight, 81. purple with vernal, 200. of estate, I55. shut of evening, 189. with swallows' wings, 70. Spring unlocks the, 460. Flight of ages, 437. that skirt the eternal frost, 433. of common souls, 341. to feed on, 11. of future days, I75. Flowery meads in May, 157. soonest take their, 238. Flowing cups, freshly rememFlighty purpose, 96. bered in their, 64. Fling away ambition, 72. fees and fat contentions, 207. but a stone, 304. limb in pleasure drowns, 310. Flint, everlasting, 79. Flown with insolence, 172. snore upon the, I33. Flows all that charms, 435. Flinty and steel couch, I25. in fit words, 223. Flirtation, significant word, 306. Flung rose flung odours, i88. Float double swan and shadow, Flutes and soft recorders, 172. 412. Fluttered your Volscians, 75. upon the wings of night, 195. Fly betimes, 150. Floating bulwark, 356. for those that, 219, 586. Flock, however watched, 533. not yet0454. Flocks, father feeds his, 34I. that sips treacle, 30I. Flood and field, 124. to drown a, 261. leap into this angry, 82. Flying-chariot, 37I. seems motionless, 4II. Foam is amber, I64. taken at the, 87. on the river, 448. Floods, bathe in fiery, 24. Foe, ever sworn the, 397. Floor nicely sanded, 346. feet to the, 441. of heaven, 38. insolent, 124. Flour of wifly patience, 4. let in the, 193. Floure of foures, 5. manly, 398. Floures in the mede, 5. overcome but half his, 173. white and red, 5. they come they come, 471. Flourish in immortal youth, 251. to Love, unrelenting, 311. Flow like thee, i64. Foeman worthy of their steel, 449. of soul, 288. Foes, long inveterate, 225. Flower born to blush unseen, 333. thrice he routed all his, 220. bright consummate, i85. Fog or fire by lake or fen, 196. bright golden, 197. Fold, wolf on the, 481. every, enjoys the air, 4I7. Folding of the hands, 552. every leaf and every, I86. Folio, volumes in, 29. man a, he dies, 318. Folk to gon on pilgrimages, i. meanest, that blows, 422. Folks, unhappy, on shore, 428. of glorious beauty, 230. Follies of the wise, 317. of sweetest smell, 4Io. Follow as the night the day, 104. of the field, 550. so fast they, I 7. offered in the bud, 254. Following Ihis plough, 405. prove a beauteous, 78. Folly as it flies, 269. safety, 56. grow romantic, 277. sculptured, 514. into sin, 450. that smiles to-day, 158. is all they've taught me, 456.

Page  662 662 Index. Folly's at full length, 259. Fools, never-failing vice of, 280. loves the martyrdom, 482. of nature, 05. mirth glide into, 450. paradise of, i80, 384, 609. shunn'st the noise of, 203. rush in where angels fear, 283. to be wise, 529. shame the, 286. wherein you spend your, 148. suckle, I26. woman stoops to, 349. supinely stay, 384. Fond hope of many nations, 475. that crowd thee so, i67. imaginations, 412. the way to dusty death, 98. memory brings, 457. they are, who roam, 3I5. of humble things, 253. thus we play the, 60. to rule alone, 286. who came to scoff, 345. Fondest hopes decay, 452. young men think old men, 602. Fondness, weep in, 236. Foot and hand go cold, 9. Fontarabian echoes borne, 447. chancellor's, 152. Food, are of love the, i89. for foot hand for hand, 54I. convenient for me, 557. has music in't, 372. crops the flowery, 269. is on my native heath, 450. for powder, 58. more light, 448. human nature's daily, 404. of time, 45, 438. minds not craving for, 384. so light a, 79. of better fancy, 43. Footprints on. the sands, 530. of fools, flattery's the, 246. Footsteps in the sea, 369. of love, 46. For of all sad words, 525. of sweetly uttered knowledge, Forbearance ceases to be a virtue, 14. 351. pined and wanted, 401. Force of Nature could no fuirther Fool at forty, 267. go, 226. at thirty, 262. of the crown, 323. counted wise, 55 who overcomes by, 173. every inch that is not, 223. Forced from their homes, 343. hath said in his heart, 546. Forcible are right words, 544. in a mortar, 557. Feeble, 6i. laughter of a, 558. Forcibly if we must, 397. me to the top of my bent, II4. Fordoes or makes me quite, I30. more hope of a, 556. Forefathers of the hamlet, 332. more knave than, i6. Forefinger of all time, 520. now and then be right, 367. of an alderman, 76. of nature stood, 224. Foregone conclusion, 129. outlives in fame the pious, 248. Forehead, godlike, 421. resolved to live, I48. of the moving sky, 200. smarts so little as a, 286. Foreheads, villanous, I8. to fame, 286. Foreknowledge absolute, I76. to make me merry, 43. Forelock, from his parted, i8i. who thinks by force or skill, Foremost files of time, 519. 260. man of all this world, 86. will be meddling, 554. Forespent night of sorrow, i63. with judges, 367. Forest by slow stream, 436. Fooled with hope, 229. pacing through the, 43. Foolery governs the world, I52. primeval, 532. Fools admire, 282. Forests are rended, 449. are my theme, 466. Forest-side or fountain, I73. ever since the conquest, 234. Forever float that standard sheet, food of, 246. 496. for arguments use wagers, 2i6. fortune wilt thou prove, 31I. for forms of government con- known to be, i66. test, 273., singing, 253. make a mock at sin, 553. still forever, 481. men may live, 264. Forfeit once, all the souls that money of, I5I. were, 23.

Page  663 Index. 663 Forget all time, with thee con- Foster-child of silence, 498. versing, 183. Fou for weeks thegither, 385. my sovereign, 371. Fought a good fight, 576. never never can, 505. all his battles o'er again, 220. the human race, 475. Foul deeds will rise, 103. thee 0 Jerusalem, 551. is fair, 88. Forgetful to entertain strangers, Foules maken melodie, i. 577. Found myself famous, 49I. Forgetfulness, dumb, 334. only on the stage, 489. not in entire, 42I. out a gift for my fair, 327. steep my senses in, 6i. Found'st me poor, 347. Forget-me-nots of the angels, 532. Fount of joy's delicious springs, Forgive, divine to, 283. 468. the crime, 438. Fountain, broken at the, 56o. Forgiveness to the injured, 228. heads and pathless groves, Forgot for which he toil'd, 134. 148. Forgotten dream, 406. hither is to their, 187. the inside of a church, 57. is springing, 48I. Forked radish, 6I. of sweet tears, 40I. Forlorn hic jacet, 41I. troubled, 44. Formal cut, beard of, 41. Fountain's murmuring wave, 359. Form and feature, outward, 436. silvery column, 433. mould of, 112. Four rogues in buckram, 56. of life and light, 478. Fourteen hundred years ago, 54. Formed by thy converse, 275. Foutra for the world, 62. Forms of ancient poets, 436. Fowl, tame villatic, I94. of government, 273. Foxes have holes, 567. of things unknown, 34. that spoil the vines, 561. that once have been, 531. Fragments, gather up the, 571. unseen, their dirge is sung, 339. of a once glorious union, 462. Forsake me, do not, 232. Fragrance aftershowers, 183. Forsaken, when le is, 507. Fragrant the fertile earth, 183. Forsworn, sweetly were, 24. Frail a thing is man, 60o. Fortress built by nature, 52. Frailties from their dread abode, Fortune, for ever, wilt thou prove, 335 311. Frailty thy name is woman, 102. hostages to, 136. Frame, stirs this mortal, 432. I care not, 3I1. this goodly, o09. leads on to, 87. Framed to make women false, 125. means most.good, 50. France, threatening, 224. prey at, 128. Frauds and holy shifts, 215. railed on Lady, 40. Free as nature, 228. slings and arrows of outra- land of the, 49I. geous, IIo. livers on a small scale, 465. with threatening eye, 50. nature's grace, 3II. Fortune's buffets, 113. or die, 413. cap, I09. to fall, i8o. champion, 50. who would be, muststrike, 469. finger, 13. will, fixed fate, I76. ice prefers, 222. Freed his soul, 3I9. power, not now in, 215. Freedom from her mountain sharpe adversitie, 4. height, 496. Fortunes, battles sieges, I24. has a thousand charms, 366. manners with, 276. in my love, i6i. pride fell with. my, 39. of person freedom of religion, Forward and frolic glee, 448. freedom of the press, 377. Forty feeding like one, 405. only deals the deadly blow, fool at, 267. 397. parson power, 490. shrieked as Kosciusko fell, pounds a year, 345. 439.

Page  664 664 Index. Freedom to worship God, 497. Friends, enter on my list of, 365. Freedom's banner, 496. house of my, 565. battle once begun, 477. never-failing, 428. cause, 428. old, are best, 152. hallowed shade, 397. out of sight, we lose, 503. holy flame, 329. request of, 286. soil beneath our feet, 496. Romans countrymen, 85. Freeman's will, 492. three firm, 435. Freemen, corrupted, 338. to congratulate their, 225. we will die, 378. troops of, 97. who rules o'er, 322. Friendship but a name, 348. Freeze thy young blood, so6. cement of the soul, 307. Frenche she spake ful fayre, I. constant save in love, 26. of Paris, I. generous, no cold medium Frenchmen, three, 63. knows, 298. Frenzy rolling, 34. is a sheltering tree, 435. Frenzy's fevered blood, 449. might divide, 296. Fresh as a bridegroom, 54. swear an etern'al, 398. gales and gentle airs, 188. with all nations, 376. woods and pastures, 200. Friendship's laws, 299. Freshly ran he on, 229. name, speak to thee in, 457. Fret thy soul, I2. Frightful fiend, 430. Fretful stir unprofitable, 406. Frights the isle, I26. Fretted the pygmy body, 22I. Fringed curtains of thine eye, i8. vault, 332. with fire, 522. with golden fire, o09. Frog, thus use your, 153. Friars and eremites, i8o. toe of, 96. Friend after friend departs, 437. Frolics, youth of, 278. as you choose a, 232. From Thee Great God, 320. departed, 226. Front, fair large, I8I. favourite has no, 336. me no fronts, 613. house to lodge a, 245. of battle lour, 388. in my retreat, 366. of Jove, II5. is such a, 370. of my offending, I23. knolling a departed, 60. Fronts bore stars, 423. mine own familiar, 580. Frore burns the air, 176. of every friendless name, 318. Frost a killing frost, 72. of my better days, 528. curded by the, 75. of pleasure wisdom'said. 339 skirt the eternal, 433. of woe, 427. Frosts, encroaching, 257. philosopher and, 276. Frosty but kindly, 40. sticketh closer than a, 554. Caucasus, 52. thou art not my, 527. Frown at pleasure, 266. to close his eyes, 220. Frowning Providence, 369. to my life, 285. Froze the genial current, 333. to Roderick, 449. Frozen by distance, 411. to truth, 279. Frugal mind, 368. who hath not lost a, 437. swain, 341. who lost no, 279. Fruit, like Autumn, 229. wounds of a, 556. like ripe, thou drop, i9I. Friendless name, 318. of-that forbidden tree, I70. Friendliest to sleep, 185. that mellowed lotng, 229. Friendly, show himself, 554. the ripest, first falls, 52. Friend's infirmities, 87. tree known by his, 567. Friends, adversity of our, 210. Fruitless crown, 94. are exultations, 412. Fruit-tree tops, 78. backing of your, 56. Fruits of love are gone, 485. cast off his, 348. Fuel to the flame, I94. dear five hundred, 362. Fugitive and cloistered virtue, 208. defend me from my, 595. Ful wel she sange, I.

Page  665 Index. 665 Full age, to thy grave in a, 544. Gang aft a-gley, 386. fathom five, 17. a kennin' wrang, 386. many a flower, 333. Gaping age, 526. many a gem, 333. Garden loves a greenhouse too, of goodly prospect, 207. 362. of sound and fury, 99. in her face, I39. of strange oaths, 41. the first, I67. of sweet days, I55. was a wild, 439. of wise saws, 4I. Gardens trim, 202. on thy bloom, 386. Garish sun, worship to the, 79. twenty times was Peter feared, Garland and singing robes, 206. 409. of the war, i6. well the busy whisper, 346. to the sweetest maid, 300. well they laugh'd, 346. Garlands dead, 457. without o'erflowing, I64. Garment of praise, 564. Fulmin'd over Greece, 192. Garments, his vacant, 50. Fuming vanities of earth, 414. Garret, born in the, 481. Fun grew fast and furious, 386. nature never put her jewels think he's all, 537. into a, I37. Funeral bak'd meats, 102. Gars auld claes, 390. marches to the grave, 530. me greet, 385. mirth in, ioi. Garter, familiar as his, 62. note, not a drum was heard, mine host of the, 20. not a, 499. Garters gold amuse, 273. Funny as I can, 536. Garth did not write his own DisFuries, harpy-footed, 176. pensary, 283. Furnace, sighing like, 41. Gashed with honourable scars, 438. Further off from heaven, 507. Gate of Eden, 452. Fury, filled with, 339., what boots it at one, I93. from your eyes, 304. Gates ever'-during, i86. like a woman scorned, 256. of light unbarred, i86. of a patient man, 223. of mercy shut, 334. with the abhorred shears, i99. Gath, tell it not in, 542. Fust in us unused, II6. Gather to the eyes, 521. Fustian's so sublimely bad, 286. up the fragments, 57I. Future favours, sense of, 253. ye rosebuds, I58. prophets of the, 491. Gathered every vice, 292. Gatherer and disposer, I41. Gadding vine, i99. Gathering her brows, 385. Gain or lose it all, i69. Gaudy, rich not, I04. the timely inn, 94. Gave his body to that pleasant the whole world, 568. country's-earth, 53. to die is, 575. his father grief, 296. Gale, catch the driving, 273. sign of gratulation, i88. note that swells the, 335. the word of onset, 4I2. partake the, 276. us nobler loves, 4I9. passion is the, 272. Gay and ornate, I93. Gales and gentle airs, i88, from grave to, 275. that from ye blow, 328. gilded scenes, 252. Galilean lake, 200. grandsire, 343. Galileo with his woes, 474. hope is theirs, 328. Gall enough in thy ink, 47. innocent as, 263. Gallant gay Lothario, 257. Lothario, 257Gallantry with politics, 383. Gayety of nations, 321. Gallery critics, 362. Gayly the Troubadour, 502. Galligaskins long withstood, 257. Gaze and show, 99. Galls his kibe, ii8. Gazed, still they, 346. Game, pleasure of the, 242. Gazelle, nursed a dear, 452. rigour of the, 429. Gem of purest ray serene, 333. was empires,- 485. of the sea, 456.

Page  666 66-6 Index. Gems, eyes reflecting, 69. Giant, dwarf on the shoulders of rich and rare were the, 454. a, 437the starry girdle, 440. mass, baby figure of the, 74. Generalities, glittering, 508. Giant's strength excellent, 23. Generation passeth away, 557. Giants in the earth, 540. Generations, honourable men in Gibber, squeak and, ioo. their, 566. Gibbets keep in awe, 267. Generous and free, 244. unloaded all the, 58. friendship, 298. Gibes, where be your, I 8. Genial current of the soul, 333. Giddy and unfirm, 46. morn appears, 440. Gift for my fair, 327. Genius, bane of all, 493. horse in the mouth, 607. parting, is with sighing sent, last best, I84. 204. of beauty, 473. which can perish, 48i. of fortune, 27. Genteel in personage, 244. of heaven, 279. Gentil dedes, 3. of noble origin, 413. that doth gentil dedes, 4. which God has given, 445. Gentilman, the gretest, 3. Giftie gie us, 386. Gentle airs, i88. Gifts and dispensations, 2I5. and low her voice, I22. Gild refined gold, 50. dulness ever loves a joke, 291. the vernal morn, 371. his life was, 87. Gilead, balm in, 564. lights without a name, 157. Gill shall dance, I5I. limbs did she undress, 431. Gilpin long live he, 368. shepherd tell me where, 313. Gilt, dust that is a little, 74. though retired, 384. o'erdt'sted, 74. yet not dull, 164. Ginger hot in the mouth, 46. Gentleman and scholar, 387. Girdle round about the earth, 33. first true, 165. Girl graduates, 520. grand old name of, 524. Girls, again be courted in your, prince of darkness is a, 12x. 599. who was then the, 589. between two, 65. Gentlemen, God Almighty's, 223, that ake so smart, 244. 264. Girt with golden wings, 195. of the shade, 54. Give a cup of water, 5ot. two single, in one, 392. an inch he'11 take an ell, 605. who wrote with ease, 289. every man thine ear, Io4. Gently not smiting it, 534. his little senate laws, 287. scan your brother man, 386. him a little earth, 73. Geographers in Afric maps, 245. it an understanding, Io3. George, if his name be, 49. me a cigar, 485. the Third was king, 487. me a look, I44. German to the matter, 119. me again my hollow tree, 288. Gestic lore, 343. me but what this riband Get money boy, 145. bound, i68. place and wealth, 289. me liberty or death, 375. thee behind me, 568. me neither poverty nor riches, understanding, 552. 557Getting and spending, 410. me ocular proof, 129. Ghost beckoning, 296. more blessed to, 572. like an ill-used, 307. sorrow words, 97. of him, I'11 make a, Io5. thee all - I can no more, 391. stubborn unlaid, i96. thee sixpence, 398. there needs no, Io7. their readers sleep, 291. vex not his, 122. Given, to him that hath shall be, Ghosts of defunct bodies, 213. 569. Giant dies, as when a, 24. unsought is better, 47. dies, fling but a stone the, Givers prove unkind, III. 304. Gives the nod, 298.

Page  667 Index. 667 Giveth his beloved sleep, 551. Glory, full meridian of my, 72. Giving a gentle kiss, 19. full-orbed, 426. Glad diviner's theme, 222. go where, waits thee, 453. father, wise son maketh, 552. hoary head is a crown of, 554. me with its soft black eye, 452. is in their shame, 575. the heart of man, 550. jest and riddle, 272. waters, o'er the, 480o. of a creditor, 22. would lay me down, I90. of an April day, I9. Gladiator lie, 475. passed from the earth, 421. Gladlier grew, I87. paths of, lead but to the grave, Gladly wolde he lerne and gladly 332. teche, 2. peep into, 2 II. would I meet, I90. pursue and generous shame, Gladness, begin in, 405. 329. Gladsome light of, 8. rush to, or the grave, 44I. Glance from heaven to earth, 34. set the stars of, 496. of the mind, 369. share the, 76. Glare, caught by, 468. shows the way, 237. of false science, 359. to God in the highest, 570. Glass darkly, through a, 574. track the steps of, 482. excuse for the, 383. trailing clouds of, 421. of fashion, II2. trod the ways of, 72. of liquid fire, 396. visions of, 33I. wherein the noble youth, 6i. walked in, 405. Glasses itself in tempests, 476. who pants for, 289. Gleaming taper's light, 349. Glory's lap they lie, 438. Glides the smooth current, 319. morning gate, 512. Glimmer on my mind, 440. page, rank thee upon, 453. Glimmering square, casement thrill is o'er, 453. grows a, 52I. Glove, 0 that I were a, 77. tapers to the sun, 384. Glows in every heart, 266. through the dream of things in the stars, 271. that were, 469. Glow-worm lend thee, I58. Glimmerings and decays, 21I. shows the matin, 107. Glimpse divine, 293. Glow-worms, glories like, I62. of happiness, 209. Glozed the tempter, I89. Glimpses of the moon, I05. Gluttony ne'er looks to heaven, Glistering grief, 71. i98. with dew, 183. Gnat, strain at a, 569. Glisters, all that, is not gold, 602. Go, and do thou likewise, 570. Glittering generalities, 508. at once, 95. like the morning star, 353. boldly forth my simple lay, Globe, all that tread the, 513. 380. distracted, I07. call a coach, 243. itself shall diss'olve, i8. down to the sea in ships, 550. Gloom, counterfeit a, 203. his halves, 6. of earthquake, 493. no more a roving, 483. Glories like glow-worms, i62. poor devil get thee gone, 326. of our blood, I6o. Soul the body's guest, 597. Glorious and free, 456. that the devil drives, 606. by my pen, 169. to the ant thou sluggard, 552. in a pipe, 485. we know not where, 24. Tam was, 385. where glory waits thee, 453. uncertainty, 304. Goal, final, of ill, 523. Gloriously drunk, 364. Goblin damned, 105. Glory, air of, 2II. God a necessary Being, 232. alone with his, 499. all mercy is a God unjust, 264. and vain pomp, 72. Almighty first planted a gardies not, 396. den, 360. excess of, obscured, I72. Almighty's gentlemen, 223.

Page  668 668 Index. God alone was to be seen, 483. Gods provide thee, 221. an attribute to, 37. voice of all the, 31. and Mammon, 566. Goes to bed sober, I47. bless the King, 305. Going, order of your, 95. bless no harm in blessing, 305. Gold, age of, 204. could have made a better all that glisters is not, 602. berry, I53. apples of, 556. disposes, man proposes, 5. bright and yellow, 508. had I but served my, 73. but little in cofre, 2. hath made this world, 438. clasps, 76. helps them that help them- gild refined, 50. selves, 316. he loved, in special, 2. himself scarce seemed there to in phisike is a cordial, 2. be, 431. saint-seducing, 76. just are the ways of, I93. servile opportunity to, 413. made him, he is as, 9. thumb of, 2. made him, let him pass, 35. wedges of, 69. made the country, 360. weight in, 395. moves in a mysterious way, Golden bowl be broken, 560. 369. exhalations, 436. my Father and my Friend, keys, clutch the, 523. 232. lads and girls, 133. of my idolatry, 78. mean, 605. of storms, 535. numbers, i65. or devil, 223. opinions, 9I. oracle of, 170. prime of Alraschid, 5I7. save the king, 243. sorrow, 7I. send thee good- ale, 9. story, locks in the, 76. sendeth and giveth, 6. thumb of miller, 2. sends meat, 605. urns draw light, 187. sun-flower turns on her, 455. window of the east, 76. takes a text, I55. Gone, and forever, 448. the Father God the Son, 255. before, not dead, but, 399. the first garden made, i67. before, not lost but, 399. the noblest work of, 274. to the grave, 460. God's mills grind slow, 156, 534. Good, all things work together for, most dreadful instrument, 413. 572. providenceseemingestranged, and ill together, 45. 506. apprehension of the, 52. power, show likest, 37. are better made by ill, 400. sons are things, 320. as a feast, 604. Goddess, like a thrifty, 22. as a play, 592. moves a, 298. as she was fair, 400. night sable, 26I. beneath the, 330. write about it, 292. by stealth, 288. Godfathers of heaven's lights, 29. cannot come to, 102. God-given strength, 446.. deed in a naughty world, 38. God-like forehead, 42I. die first, 422. reason, ii6. evil be thou my, i8i. Godliness, cheerful, 4I3. evil call, 562. cleanliness next to, 312. familiar creature, 127. Gods and god-like men, 470. fellows, king of, 65. approve the depth, 407. fellowship in thee, 54. are just, 122. for us to be here, 568. had made thee poetical, 42. great man, 435. how he will talk, 237. hater, 322. it doth amaze me, 82. hold fast that which is, 576. kings it makes, 70. hold thou the, 522. love, whom the, 489. in everything, 39. names of all the, 83. luck would have it, 21.

Page  669 Index. 669 Good, luxury of doing, 342. Gorgeous palaces, I8. man never dies, 437. Gorgons and Hydras, 177. man yields his breath, 437. Gory locks, never shake thy, 95. man's sin, 440. Gospel-books, lineaments of, I2. men and true, 27. Gospel-light first dawned, 336. men must associate, 351. Govern my passion, 238. name in man, I27. those that toil, 343. name is better, 558. Government, forms of, 273. name to be chosen, 555. founded on compromise, 352. news baits, I94. Gown, plucked his, 345. night till it be morrow, 78. Gowns, fellow with two, 28. noble to be, 517. furr'd, 122. nor aught so, 78. Grace affordeth health, 598. of my country, 258, 391.~ all above is, 226. old age, 540. and virtue, 2I8. old cause, 413. attractive kinde of, 12. old-gentlemanly vice, 487. beyond the reach of art, 280. old rule, 411. does it with a better, 46. opinion of the law, 381. ease with, 3Io. or evil times, I36. free nature's, 3II. parent of, i85. half so good a, 23. part, hath chosen that, 570. love of, i i6. pleasure ease, 274. me no grace, 6I3. Queen Bess, 508. melody of every, I6r. report and evil report, 575. ministers of, 104. sense the gift of Heaven, 279. my cause, 123. set terms, 40. of a day, 520. some fleeting, 342. of finer form, 448. some special, 78. power of, 439. sword rust, 434. purity of, 479. that men do is oft interred seated on thisbrow, II5. with their bones, 85. simplicity a, I44. the gods provide thee, 221. sweet attractive, I8I. the more communicated, I85. that won, I87. thing out of Nazareth, 57I. unbought, 353. things will strive, i8. was in all her steps, 187. time coming, 450. Graceless zealots fight, 273. to me is lost, 181. Graces all other, 305. war or bad peace, 316. peculiar, I84. we oft might win, 22. sacrifice to the, 306. will be the final goal of ill, Gracious is the time, ioI. 523. Tam grew, 385. will toward men, 570. Gradations of decay, 3I9. wine needs no bush, 43. Grain, say which, will grow, 88. wits will jump, 605. Grammar-school, erecting a, 67. works, rich in, 576. Grand old ballad, 434. Good-bye proud world, 527. old gardener, 517. Goodliest, express hei, 121. old name of gentleman, 524. man of men, 182. Grandam, soul of our, 48. Goodly outside, 36. Grandmother Eve, 29. sight to see, 468. Grandsire, cut in alabaster, 35. Good-man Dull, 30. phrase, 76. Goodness, how awful is, I84. skilled in gestic lore, 343. in things evil, 64. Grant an honest fame, 294. lead him inot, I56. Grapple them to thy soul, 103. never fearful, 24. Grasp the ocean, 255. thinks no ill, I8o. Grasps the skirts of chance, 523. Goods, much, laid up, 570. Grass, all flesh is, 563. Goose-pen, write with a, 47. days are as, 550o. Gordian knot unloose, 62. two blades of, 246.

Page  670 670 Index. Grasshopper shall be a burden, Great let me call him, 268. 560. lords' stories, 392. Grasshoppers under a fern, 354. none unhappy but the, 257, Grateful evening mild, 183. 267. mind' by owing, i8o. of old, 484. Gratiano, I hold the world, 34. ones eatup the little ones, 133. speaks an infinite deal, 35. some are born, 47. Gratitude of men, 417. though fallen, 469. of place-expectants, 253. thoughts great feelings, 500. still small voice of, 332. vulgar, i67. Gratulation, sign of, i88. wits allied to madness, 221. Gratulations flow, 243. wits will jump, 605. Grave, a little little, 53. Greater love hath no man, 572. an obscure, 53. than I can bear, 540. botanize upon his mother's, Greatest happiness of the greatest 417. number, 596. come from the, 107. love of life, 379. cradle stands in the, 146. men, world knows nothing of cruel as the, 56i. its; 515. dread thing, 307. Greatness and goodness, 435. Druid lies in yonder, 340. farewell to all my, 72. Duncan is in his, 94. highest point of all my, 72. earliest at his, 495. some achieve, 47. forget thee, 475. substance of his, 149. glory lead but to the, 332. Greatnesse on goodnesse, 222. gone to the, 460. Grecian chisel trace, 448. hungry as the, 309. Greece, and fulmin'd over, I92. in a full age, 544. beauties of exulting, 309. low laid in my, 49. but living Greece, 477. mattock and the, 264. eye of, 192. night of the, 359. isles of, 488. rush to glory or the, 441. John Naps of, 44. she is in her, 402. we give our shining blades, steps of glory to the, 482. 458. strewed thy, II9. Greedy of filthy lucre, 576. to gav, 275. Greek, above-all, 289. to light, 226, 275. could speak, 212. where is thy victory, 295, 574. or Roman name, 226. where Laura lay, 3. small Latin and less, I45. wisdom in the, 559. to mne, itwas, 83. with sorrow to the, 540. Greeks joined Greeks, 237. without a, 416. Green and yellow melancholy, 47. Graves are pilgrim shrines, 529. bay-tree, 547. dishonourable, 82. be the turf, 528. let's talk of, 53. grassy turf, 359. of your sires, 528. in judgment, 13I. stood tenantless, io. in youth, 298. Gray hairs with sorrow, 540. leaf has perished in the, 523. Marathon, 470. old age, 229. mare the better horse, 6o6. one red, 93. Gray-hooded even, I95. pastures, lie down in, 547. Greasy citizens, 39. thought in a green shade, 219. Great Caesar fell, 86. tree, things in a, 57I. cause, die in a, 485. Greenhouse, loves a, 362. contest follows, 362. Greenland's icy mountains, 461. far above the, 330. Green-robed senators, 498. glorious and free, 456. Greetings where no kindness is, grown so, 83. 407. in villany, 50. Gregory remember thy swashing is truth and mighty, 566. blow, 76.

Page  671 Index. 671 Grew together like to a double Grow double, surely you'11, 417. cherry, 33. wiser and better, 238. Greyhound mongrel grim, 12I. Grown by what it fed on, 102. Greyhounds in the slips, 63. Grows with his growth, 272. Grief, days of my distracting, 341. Growth, man is the nobler, 378. every one can master a, 27. man the only, 342. fills the room up, 50. of mother earth, 409. gave his father, 296. Grudge, feed fat the ancient, 35. in a glist'ring, 7I. Grundy, what will Mrs., say, 394. is past, 396. Guard dies and never surrenders, manliness of, 347. 599. of a wound, 59. our native seas, 441. patch, with proverbs, 28. thy bed, holy angels, 255. plague of sighing and, 56. Guardian angel o'er his life presmiling at, 47. siding, 399. that does not speak, 97. angels sung, 312. treads upon the heel of pleas- Gude time coming, 450. ure, 256. Gudeman's awa', 372. Griefs, some, are med'cinable, I33. Gudgeons, swallow, 2I7. that harass, 318. Guesseth but in part, 436. Grieve his heart, 96. Guest, speed the going, 288. Grieved, we sighed we, I66. speed the parting, 299. Grieving over the unreturning the body's, 597. brave, 47I. Guests are in the depths of hell, Griffith, honest chronicler as, 74. 552. Grim death, I46, 178. Guid to be honest and true, 390. Feature, scented the, i90. to be merry and wise, 390. repose, 33I. Guide philosopher andfriend,276. Grimes, old, is dead, 526. providence their, 191. Grim-visaged war, 68. Guides, blind, 569. Grin, one universal, 314. the planets in theircourse, 400. so merry, 373. Guilt's in that heart, 456. to sit and, 535. of Eastern kings, i65. Grind, axe to, 465. rebellion fraud, 250. slowly, mills of God, 534. sofull ofartlessjealousyis, I I 7. the faces of the poor, 562. to cover, 349. Grinders cease, 560. who fear not, 357. Gripe, barren sceptre in my, 94. Guilty of no error, 504. of noose, 38I. of such a ballad, 29. Gristle, people in the, 352. thing, started like a, Ion. Groan, anguish poured his, 3I8. thing surprised, 422. bubbling, 476. Guinea, compass of a, 465. the knell the pall, 528. jingling of the, 5I9. Groans of the dying, 446. Guinea's stamp, 389. thy old, ring yet, 79. Gulf profound, I76. Groined the aisles, 527. Gum, med'cinable, 131. Grooves of change, 519. Gun, out of an elder, 64. Grose, his name was, 490. Guns, these. vile, 55. Gross and scope, ioo. Gypsies stealing children, 382. Ground, haunted holy, 470. let us sit upon the, 53. Habit, costly thy, I04. of nature, 4Io. use doth breed a, i9. on classic, 252. Habitation, local, 34. purple all the, 200. Habits, small, well pursued, 379. slave to till my, 36i. Hadweneverlovedsaekindly,389. water spilt on the, 542. Haggard, do prove her, 128. Groundlings, ears of the, II2. Hags, black and nlidnight, 96. Grove of Acadelne, I92. Hail Columbia, 428. Groves, God's first temples, 514. fellow, well met, 606. Grow dim with age, 251. holy light, I79.

Page  672 672 Index. Hail horrors hail,- 71. Hand open as day, 62. the rising sun, 338. put in every honest, I30. to the chief, 448. red right, 175. wedded love, 183. sweet and cunning, 46. Hails you Tom or Jack, 370. sweeten this little, 97. Hair, amber-dropping, 198. that dealt the blow, 440. beauty draws us with a single, that fed them, 355. 284- that made us is divine, 253. distinguish and divide, 212. that rounded Peter's dome, just grizzled, 229. 527. most resplendent, 403. time has laid his, 534. my fell of, 98. to execute and head to conninth part of a, 57. trive, 358. sacred, dissever, 285. unlineal, 94. shakes pestilence, I77. unpurchased, 535. to stand on end, Io6. upon a woman, 400. Hair-breadth'scapes, 124. upon the ark, 36I. Hairs of your head are all num- upon the Ocean's mane, 50I. bered, 567. waved her lily, 302. Hal, no more of that, 56. with my heart in't, i8. Half broken-hearted, 466. you cannot see, 300. hidden from the eye, 402. Handel's but a ninny, 305. his Troy was burned, 60. Handle not taste not, 575. in shade and half in sun, 457. toward my hand, 92. is more than the whole, 58i. Hands, by foreign, 296. our knowledge we must fatal, 178. snatch, 276. folding of the, 552. the creeds, 523. from picking and stealing, 579. Half-pennyworth of bread, 57. hateth nicer, Io. Half-shirt is two napkins, 58. knell is rung by fairy, 339. Half-shut eyes, 284. promiscuously applied, 477. Hall, merry in, 7. shake, with a king, 529. Hallowed is the time, IoI. then take, 17. Halt ye between two opinions, wings or feet, I79. 543. Hand-saw, hawk froln a, Io9. Halter draw, felt the, 38i. Handsome, everything, about now fitted the, 241. him, 28. Halves, go his, 6. in three hundred pounds, 21. Hamlet is still, at the close of the Hang a calf's-skin, 50. day when the, 359. a doubt on, I29. rude forefathers of the, 332. out our banners, 98. Hammer, smith stand with his, 51. sorrow, 151. Hammers closing rivets, 64, 248. the pensive head, 200. fell, no, 460. upon his'pent-house, 88. Hampden, some village, 333. Hanging in a golden chain, 179. Hand, adore.the, 239. the worst use man could be against every man, 540. put to, I41. cheek upon her, 77. Hangman's whip, 387. cloud like a man's, 543. Hangs on Dian's temple, 75. findeth to do do it, 559. on princes' favours, 72. for hand foot for foot, 541. Hannibal a pretty fellow, 256. handle toward my, 92. Hapless love, 3I9. hold a fire in his, 52. Happier in the passion we feel, in hand, 191, 3I5. 494. in his lifted, 224. than I know, 187. in thy right, 73. Happiness, domestic, 362. led by my, 292. glimpse of, 209. let not thy left, 566. of the greatest number, 596. licks the, 269. our being's end, 274. of little employment, II7 produced by a good inn, 321.

Page  673 Index. 673 Happiness that makes the heart Harry the King, 64. afraid, 507. with his beaver on, 58. through another's eyes, 43. Harsh and crabbed, 197. too familiar, 420. Hart panteth after the water too swiftly flies, 329. brooks, 548. virtue alone. is, 275. ungalled play, I 4, was born a twin, 487. Harvest of a quiet eye, 418. we prize, if solid, 315. of the new-mown hay, 248. Happy boy at Drury's, 509. truly is plenteous, 567. could I be with either, 301. Harvest-time of love, 426. he with such a mother, 521. Has been and may be, 411. hills pleasing shades, 328. Hast any philosophy in thee, 42. if I could say how much, 26. thou a charm, 433. is he born and taught, 14I. Haste, married in, 256. is the man, 551. mounting in hot, 47I. mixtures of more happy days, now to my setting, 72. 484. thee, nymph, 20I. soul that all the way, I63. to be rich, 557the man, 227. with moderate, 103. walks and shades, i90. Hasten to be drunk, 224. who in his verse, 226. Hastening ills, 344. Harass the distrest, 3i8. Hat not the worse for wear, 368. Harbinger, spring-time's, I5o. three-cornered, 535Harbingers to heaven, i68, 209. Hate, immortal, 170. Hard crab-tree, 2I4. in like extreme, 299. it is to climb, 359. of those below, 47I. to part, 378. unrelenting, 227. Hare, to start a, 55. Hated, as to be, 273. Hark from the tombs, 255. with a hate, 489. hark! the lark, 132. Hater, a good, 322. they whisper, 295. Hath he not always treasures, 435. Harm, win us to our, 88. Hating David, 222. Harmless as doves, 567. no one, loved but her, 475. Harmonies, concerted, 505. Hatred, love turned to, 256. Harmonious numbers, I79. Haud the wretch in order, 387. Harmoniously confus'd, 294. Haughtiness of soul, 250. Harmony, heaven drowsy with, 3I. Haughty spirit before a fall, 554. heavenly, 227. Haunt, exempt from public, 39. in her bright eve, I6i. Haunted holy ground, 470. in immortal souls, 38. me like a passion, 406. not understood, 271. Haunts in dale, 436. of shape, 242. Have and to hold, 579. of the universe, 353. been blest, 478. of the world, 16. Havens, ports and happy, 52. soul of, 202. Havock, cry, 85. to harmony, 227. Hawk from a hand-saw, Io9. Harness, dead in his, 566. Hawks, between two, 65. girdeth on his, 543. Hawthorn bush with seats, 344. on our back, 99. under the, 201. Haroun Alraschid, 5I7. Hay, harvest of the new-mown, Harp of a thousand strings, 255. 248. of life, 518. Hazard of concealing, 387. of Orpheus, 207. of the die, 71. open palm upon his, 534. He best can paint them, 294. through Tara's halls, 453. comes too near, 146, 303. Harper, but as a, 534. cometh unto you, 14. Harping on my daughter, io8. coude songes make, I. Harps upon the willows, 55I. for God only, I8I. Harpy-footed Furies, I76. must needs go, 45. Harrow up thy soul, io6. saw her charming, 309. 29 QQ

Page  674 674 Index. He that is down, 215, 231. Heart, beatings of my, 406. that is robbed, 129. can know, ease the, 372. Head and front of, 123. comes not to the, 274. crotchets in thy, 21. detector of the; 263. fantastically carved, 6i.. detests him, 298. hairs of your, numbered, 567. did break, some, 52I. hands wings, 179. distrusting asks, 346. hang the pensive, 200. doth ache, 231. hoary, crown of glory, 554. ease of, herlookconveyed, 384. imperfections on my, 707; fail thee, if thy, 13. is not more native, ior. faint, ne'er won fair lady, 605. is sick and theheart faint, 561. faint, whole, 56i. lodgings in a, 2I3. felt along the, 406. off with his, 69, 248. for every fate, 483. one small, 346. for falsehood framed, 383. plays round the, 274. gently upon my, 534. precious jewel in his, 39. give lesson to the liead, 365. repairs his drooping, 200. give me back my, 467. some less majestic, 475. glows in every, 266. that wears a crown, 6i. grieve his, 96. to be let unfuirnished, 2I3. grow fonder, 502. to contrive, 358. has learned to glow, 299. to shrowd his, I64. hath'scaped this sorrow, I35. uneasy lies the, 6i. if guilt's in that, 456. Heads do grow beneath their in concord beats, 402. shoulders, I24. in her husband's, 46. hide their diminished, 80o. in thy hand, 18. houseless, 120. is firm as a stone, 546. sometimes so little, 209. is wax to be moulded, 9. tall men had empty, I37. knock at my ribs, 89. touch heaven, I24. knoweth his own bitterness, Head-stone of the corner, 550. 553. Headstrong as an allegory, 382. lord of the lion, 340o. Healing in his wings, 565. many a feeling, 434. Health and competence, 274. merry, goes all the day, 48. spirit of, Io5. more native to the, IoI. unbought, 224. moved more than with a trumHeap of dust, 296. pet,.4. Heapeth up riches, 548. music in my, 477. Heaps of pearl, 69. must have to cherish, 534. unsunned, I96. naked human, 263. Hear by tale or history, 32. never melt into his, 409.. me for my cause, 85. new-opened, 72. to see to feel, 469. of a maiden is stolen, 455. Heard it said full oft, 134. of courtesy, 14. melodies are sweet, 498. of heart, in my, 113. the world around, 204. of my mystery, YI4. Hearing ear the seeing eye, 555. of nature rolled, 527. of the ear, 546. on her lips, 484. Hearings, younger, 30. over-fraught, 97. Hearse, sable, 145. rends thy constant, 348. Heart a transport know, 324. responds unto his own, 531. abundance of the, 567. rise in the, 521. afraid, that makes the, 507. riven with vain endeavour, after his own, 542. 417. and lute, 391. rotten at the, 36. arrow for the, 491. seeth with the, 436. as he thinketh in his, 555. set my poor, free, 25. be troubled, let not your, 57I. sick, maketh the, 553. beating of my, 5oo. sleeps on his own, 4I 8.

Page  675 Index. 675 Heart that has truly loved, 455. Heaven, all that we believe of, 236. that's broken, 450. and happy constellations, i88. that is soonest awake, 454. around us, 456. that visit my sad,'84. beauteous eye of, 5x. that was humble, 458. before high, 23. to conceive, 358. better to serve in, 171. to eate thy, 12. cannot heal, 458. to heart and mind to mind, care in, is there, ii. 445. commences, 344. to resolve, 358. cope of, 184. true as steel, 33. dear to, I97. untainted, 66. dothwith us as we with torches untravell'd, 342. do, 22. upon my. sleeve, 123. drowsy with harmony, 31. war was in his, 548. eye of, visits, 52. was one of those which most face of, so fine, 79. enamour us, 484. fell from, 173. weed's plais, 539. fingers point to, 424. Heart, weighs upon the, 98. first taught letters, 293. which others bleed for, 256. first-born, offspring of, I79. will break, 471. floor'of, 38. within him burned, 445. from all creatures hides, 269. would fain deny, 97. from, it came, 426. wring your, I15.' further off from, 507. Heart's core, 113. gentle rain from, 37. supreme ambition, 324. gives its favourites, 474. Heart-ache, end the, IIo. God alone to be seen in, 483. Hearth, cricket on the, 203. great eye of, Io. Hearts beat high and warm, 528. had made her such a man, I25. bring your wounded, 458. has no rage, 256. cherish those, that hate thee, has willed, 503. 73. hath a summer's day, I63. dry as summer's dust, 422. he cried, 439. fashioneth their, 547. he gained from, 335. feeling, 399. heads touch, I24. in love use their own tongues, heard no more in, 185. 26. hell I suffer, seems a, I8x. lie withered, 455. her starry train, 183. of his countrymen, 393. his blessed part to, 73. of kings, enthroned in the, how long or short permit to, 37. I9I. our hopes with thee, 533. husbandry in, 91. steal awav your, 86. in her eye, I87. that once beat high, 453. in hope to merit, 468.. that the world had tried, 453. invites hell threatens, 262. though stout and brave, 530. is love, 444to live in, we leave behind, is not always angry, 239. 443. itself that points out, 251. unto wisdom, 55o. kindred points of, 407. well may your, believe, 339. leave her to, 107. Heart-stain, carried a, 459. lies about us, 421. Heart-strings, my dear, I28. light from, 478. Heart-throbs, count time by, 5i6. like the path to, 196. Heat for the'cold, 9. more things in, Io7. of the day, 568. nothing true but, 458. Heat-oppressed brain, 92. of hell, 171. Heath-flower, from the, dashed of invention, 62. the dew, 448. on earth, i8I. Heaven a time ordains, 205. opened wide, i86. airs from, Io5. points out an hereafter, 251I

Page  676 676 Index. Heaven, prayer ardent opens, 266. Height oftlisgreat argument, I70. remedies we ascribe to, 45. ill an airy, 242. report they bore to, 262. Heightens ease with grace, 3Io. serene of, 426. Heir of all the ages, 5I9. smells to, 114. of fame, 204. so much of, 405. Heirs of truth, 4I9. soul white as, I49.. Helen, like another, 221. stole the livery of, 50I. Helen's beauty in a brow of the self-same, that frowns, 71.. Egypt, 34. thorny way to, Io03. Helicon's. harmonious springs, to be young was very, 425. 329. to gaudy day denies, 481. Hell a fury like a woman scorned, tries our virtue by affliction, 256. 337. all places shall be, I5. tries the earth, 539. better to reign in, I7I. upon the past has power, 227. blasts from, Io5. verge of, 263. breathes contagion, II4. was all tranquillity, 453. broke loose, i84. were not heaven, 157. feeling, beholding heaven, will bless your store, 372. 452. winds of, visit her face, ioI. for hoarding went to, 67. would stoop to her, I98. from beneath is moved, 562. yon blue, 517. full of good meanings, 156. Heaven's best treasures, 335. grew darker, 178. breath smells wooingly, go. I suffer seems a heaven, i8I. cherubin hors'd, 9I. injured lover's, I85. ebon vault, 493. it is in suing long to bide, I2. eternal year is thine, 226. malking earth a, 468. gate, the lark at, 132. of heaven, 171. last best gift, 184. of waters, 474. lights, godfathers of, 29. of witchcraft, 135. pavement, riches of, 173. riches that grow in, I73Sovereign saves, 263. terrible as, 177. sweetest fair, 135. threatens, 262. wide pathless way, 203. to ears polite, 279. Heaven-born band, 428. to quick bosoms, 47I1 Heaven-directed to the poor, 277. trembled at the hideous name, Heaven-eyed creature, 42I. 178. Heaven-kissing hill, II5. way out of, 175. Heavenly blessings without num- which way I fly is, i8i. ber, 255. within him, i8o. days that cannot die, 404. Hell's concave, tore, I72. eloquence and fit words, 223. Helm, nodded at the, 292. hope is all serene, 46I. pleasure at the, 33I. maid, Music, was young, 339. Helmet now shall make, 140. Heavens blaze forth the death of Help and hindrance, 403. princes, 84. his ready, was ever nigh, 318. declare the glory, 547. me Cassius, 82. hung be the, with black, 65. of man, vain is the, 548. Heaven-taught lyre, 324. thyself and God will help Heaviest battalions, 589. thee, I56. Hebrew knelt in the dying light, Helper, our antagonist is our, 354. 509. Hen gathereth her chickens, 569. Hecuba to him, IIo. Hence all vou vain delights, 148. Hedgehogs dressed in lace, 536. babbling dreams, 249. Heed lest he fall, 574. horrible shadow, 95. Heel of the courtier, 118. ye profane, I67. Heels, detraction at your, 47. Hen-pecked you all, 486. of pleasure, treads upon the, Heraclitus would not laugh, 415. 256. Herald Mercury, II5.

Page  677 IIndex. 677 Herald of joy, perfectest, 26. High over-arch'd imbower, I71. no other, after my death, 74. thinking, plain living, 413. Herald's coat without sleeves, 58. High-born Hoel's harp, 330. Heraldry, boast of, 332. Higher law, 5I5. Herbs and country messes, 201. Highest, pepper'd the, 348. Hercules do what he may, I19. Highly fed, 45. than I to, I02. what thou wouldst, 89. Here alittle and there a little, 563. Highness's dog at Kew, 294. I and sorrows sit, 49. Hill apart, sat on a, 176. in the body pent, 438. cot beside the, 399.'s to the maiden, 383.'custom'd, 334. lies a truly honest man, i63. heaven-kissing, II5. lies our sovereign, 234. so down thy, 398. nor there, 130. that skirts the down, 359. rests his-head, 335. went up a, and so came down shall thy proud waves be agen, I50. stayed, 545. wind-beaten, 442. Skugg lies snug, 316. yon high eastern, IoI. Hereditary bondsmen, 469. Hills and valleys dales and fields, Heritage of woe, 48i. I5. the sea, 459. of snow, hide those, 25. Hermit, Man the, sighed, 439. over the, and far away, 30I. to dwell a weeping, 339. peep o'er hills, 280. Hermitage, take that for an, i6i. strong amid the, 500. Hero and the man complete, 252. Hillside, conduct ye to a, 207. conquering, comes, 237. Him of the western dome, 223. must drink brandy, 321. that hath not, 569. perish or sparrow fall, 269. Himself his Maker and the angel to his valet, 595. Death, 435. Herod, out-herods, 112. Hind mfated by the lion, 45. Heroic deed, knightly counsel and, Hinders needle and thread, 507. 395. Hindrance and a help, 493. stoic Cato, 490. Hinge nor loop, 129. Herte, priketh every gentil, 3. Hinges, golden, moving, i86. Hesitate dislike, 286. grate harsh thunder, 178. Hesperus that led, i82. of the knee, II3. Hey-day in the blood, II5. Hint a fault, 286. Hic jacet two narrow words, I3. to speak, it was my, 124. its forlorn, 4II. upon this, I spake, 125. Hidden soul of harmony, 202. Hip, I have thee on the, 37. Hide her shame, 349. Hire, labourer worthy of his, 570. the fault I see, 295. His time is forever, i66. their diminish'd heads, 80o. Histories make men wise, 137. those hills of snow, 25. History, anything but, 253. your diminish'd rays, 279. ever hear.by tale or, 32. Hides a dark soul, i96. is philosophy teaching by exa shining face, 369. amples, 258. from himself his state, 3x7. in a nation's eyes, 334. Hierophants, poets are the, 44I. must be false, 253. Hies to his confine, Ioo. portance in my travel's, 124. High ambition lowly laid, 444. register of crimes, 358. and low, death makes equal strange eventful, 42. the, I40. Hit, palpable, xI9. and palmy state, Ioo. Hitches in a rhyme, 288. characters are drawn from Hitherto shalt thou come, 545. high life, 276. Hive for bees, 140. erected thoughts, 14. Hoard of maxims preaching, 5I8. instincts, 422. Hoarding, went to hell, 67. mountains are a feeling, 472. Hoarse rough verse, 282. on a throne of royal state, I73. Hoary head is a crown, 554.

Page  678 678 Index. Hobbes clearly proves, 245. Homes, forced from their, 343. Hobby-horse is forgot, II3. near a thousand, 40o. Hobson's choice, 59I. of silent prayer, 522. Hocus-pocus science, 304. Honest and true, 390. Hoel's harp,. 330. labour bears, I65. Hog in Epicurus' sty, 350. manll's aboon his might, 389. Hoist with his own petar, ii6. man's the noblest work, 274. Hold a candle, 305. tale speeds best, 70. enough, 99. Honesty, armed so strong in, 87. fast that which is good, 5'76. is the best policy, 6o6.' high converse, 310. manhood nor good fellowship, his peace, hereafter, 579. 54. makes nice of no vile, 50. Honey-dew, hath fed on, 434. the mirror up to nature, 112. Honied showers, 200. thou the good, 522. Honour and shame,'274. Hole, Caesar might stop a, II8. bed of, 215, 258. in a' your coats, 386. books of, I34. poisoned rat in a, 247. but an empty bubble, 221. Holes where eyes did once in- chastity of, 353. habit, 69. clear in, 279. Holiday-rejoicing spirit, 429. depths and shoals of, 72. Holidays, if all the year were, 54. from corruption, 74. Holiest thing alive, 433. grip, feel your, 387. Holily, that wouldst thou, 89. hurt that, feels, 519. Hollaing and singing, 60. is a mere scutcheon, 59. Hollow and false, I74.'s at the stake, ii6. blasts of wind, 30o.'s lodged, place where, 2I7. murmurs died away, 339. is the subject, 82. oak our palace is, 459. jealous in, 41. Holy angels guard thy bed, 255. love obedience, 97. ground, call it, 497. loved I not, more, i6i. haunted ground, 470. more hurts, 218. text around she strews, 334. new-made; 49. time is quiet as a Nun, 409. no skill in surgery, 59. writ, proofs of, i28. our sacred, 376. writ, stol'n out of, 69. pluck up drowned, 55. Homage, all things do her, i6. post of, 251. vice pays to virtue, 210. pricks me on, 59. Home, best country ever is at, 342. prophet not without, 568. dear hut our, 315. set to a leg, 59. draw near their eternal, i68. she what was, knew, x88. homely features to keep, i98. the King, fear God, 577. is home, 500. there all the, lies, 274. is on the deep, 441. to pluck bright, 55. man goeth to his long, 560. what is that word, 59. next way, 154. Honour's truckle-bed, 215. no place like, 500. Honourable men, these were, 566. of the brave, 491. Honoured in the breach, 104. out of house and, 60. Honours, to the world his, 73. sweet home, 500. his blushing, 72. to men's business and bosoms, Hood, him that wears a, 9. I36. Hooded clouds like friars, 53T. Home-bound fancy, 5I5. Hoofs of a swinish multitude, 354. Home-keeping youth, 19. Hook or crook, i i, 603. Homeless near a thousand homes, Hookas, divine in, 485. 40I. Hooks of steel, 103. Homer all the books you need, 235. Hooting at the glorious sun, 432. living begged his bread, i64. Hope against hope, 572. seven cities warr'd for, I64. break it to our, 99. Homer's rule the best, 288. deferred, 553.

Page  679 Index. 679 Hope, earthly, 46i. Horror of his folded tail, 204. elevates, i89. Horrors accumulate on horror's faith and, 274. head, I29. farewell fear, s8s. supped full witlh, 98. filnal, is flat despair, 174. Horse, dearerthan his, SI8. fooled with, 229. gray mare the better, 606. for a season bade farewell, my kingdom for a, 71. 439; scarce would move a, 366. frustrate of his, 207. sometlsing ill a flying, 409. heavenly, is all serene, 46i. which is now a, 132. is brightest, 449. Horseback, sits on his, 49. is but the dream, 24I. Horse-leech hath two daughters, is there no, 302. 557. light of, 440. Horsemanship, witch the world like the gleaming taper, 349. with noble, 58. never comes, I70. Horses, between two, 65. never to, again, 72. Hose a world too wide, 41. no other medicinebutonly, 23. Hospitable thoughts intent, i85. none without, 324. Host of the Garter, 20. nurse of young desire, 357. that led the starry, 182. of all who suffer, 525. universal, up sent a shout, 172. of many nations, 475. Hostages to fortune, I36. phantoms of, 320. Hot and rebellious liquors, 40. springs eternal, 270. cold, moist, I78. still relies on, 349. haste, mounting in, 47I. tender leaves of, 72. Hound or spaniel, 121. the charmer, 439. Hour before the worshipped sun, this pleasing, 25I. 76. to feed on, 12. bounties of an, 261. to inerit heaven, 468. by Shrewsbury clock, 59. to the end, 577. catch the transient, 3I8. to write well, 207. friendliest to sleep, i85. told a flattering tale, 497. I have had my, 227. true, is swift, 70. inevitable, 332. while there's life there's, 302. lives its little, 5I4. white-handed, 195. may lay it in trhe dust, 470. withering fled, 480. now's the, 388. Hope's perpetual breath, 4I3. O for a single, 412. Hopeless anguish, 3I8. of glorious life, 450. fancy feigned, 52I. of virtuous liberty, 251. Hopes belied our fears, 506. self-approving, 274. crawling upon my startled, some wee short, 389. 248. time and the, 89. laid waste, 505. to hour we ripe and ripe, 40. like tow'ring falcons, 242. torturing, call us to penance, my fondest, decay, 452. I74. of future years, 533. upon the stage, 99. stirred up with high, 207. watch the, 484. Horatio thou art e'en as just a when lovers' vows, 481. man, 112. with beauty's chain, 458. Horatius kept the bridge, 51. wonder of an, 469. Horn, blast of that dread, 447- wraps the present, 337. his wreathed, 410. Houri's, lying with, 336. lends his pagan, 29I. Hour's talk withal, 29. voice of that wild, 447. Hours be set apart for business, Horrible discord, i86. 314. imaginings, 89. circling, waked by the, i86. Horror, inward, 251. I once enjoyed, 368. nodding, of whose shady of bliss, winged, 440. brows, 194. of ease, woman in our, 447.

Page  680 68o Index. Hours unheeded flew, 438. Hum of mighty workings, 499. wise to talk with our past, 262. Human creatures' lives, 507. House and home, out of, 6o. events, course of, 376. arrow o'er the, 119. face divine, I79. be divided against itself, 569. nature's daily food, 404. daughters ofmyfather's, 47. race, forget the, 475. for all living, 545. soul take wing, 482. his castle, 8. spark is left, 293. ill spirit so fair a, i8. to err is, 283. little pleasure in the, 372. to step aside is, 386. lowered upon our, 68. Humanities of old religion, 436. mansions in my Father's, 572. Humanity, imitated, 112. moat defensive to a, 52. music of, 406. nae luck about the, 372. suffering sad, 533of mourning, 558. wearisome condition of, I4. of my friends, 565. with all its fears, 533. of Pindarus, 205. Humankind, clay of, 230. of prayer, 240, 6I2. lords of, 343. prop of my, 38. Humble cares and delicate fears, set thine, in order, 563. 40I1. to be let for life, I54. grave adorned, 296. to lodge a friend, 245; heart that was, 458. Household words, 64. livers in content, 71. Houseless heads, 120. Port to imperial Tokay, 338. Houses fer asonder, 2. tranquil spirit, I65. plague o' both your, 79. Humbleness, whispering, 36. seem asleep, 410. Humility and modest stillness, thick alid sewers annoy, i89. 63. Housewife that's thrifty, 383. pride that apes, 427, 432. How are the mighty fallen, 542. Humour, career of his, 26. art thou fallen, 562. of it, 20. blest is he, 344. woman in this, won, 68. divine a thing, 408. Humourous sadness, 43. few themselves in that just Humours turn with climes, 276. mirror see, 265. Huncamunca's eyes, 3I4. he will talk, 237. Hundred, might tell a, 103. I pities them, 428. Hung be the heavens, 65. it talked, 237. over her enaniour'd, I84. light a cause, 453. Hunger, obliged by, 286. loved how honoured, 296. Hungry as the grave, 309. not to do it, 538. lean-faced, 25. small a part of time, i68. lion give a grievous roar, 313. small of all that human hearts Hunt for a forgotten dream, 406. endure, 3I9. Hunter and the deer a shade, 440o. the devil they got there, 286. mighty, and his prey was nan, the style refines, 282. 294. Howards, blood of all the, 274. Hunting the Devil designed, 225. Howl and hiss, 474. Hunts in dreams, 5i8. Howls along the sky, 340. Huntsman his pack, 348. Hub of the solar system, 537. Hurly-burly's done, 88. Hue, love's proper, i88. Hurrying through the lawn, 521. of resolution, I I I. Hurt cannot be much, 79. unto the rainbow, 50. of the inside, 214. Hues of bliss, 335. that honour feels, 5I9. Hugged by the old, 508. to his own, 546. the offender, 224. Hurtles in the darkened air, 332. Hum, hideous, 204. Husband cools, 278. of either army sounds, 63. lover in the, 324. of human cities, 472. truant, should return, 486. of men, 201. woman oweth to her, 44.

Page  681 Index. 68 i Husband's eye, looks lovely in Ill, better made by, 400. her, 400. blows the wind, 606. Husbandry, edge of, I04. deeds done, 51. in heaven, 91. fares the land, 344. Hush my dear lie still, 255. final goal of, 523. Hushed be every thought, 420. habits gather, 227. in grim repose, 331. nothing, can dwell, I8. Hut, he made him a, 340. sovereign o'er transmuted, our home, 315. 317. Hyacinthine locks, 181. where no ill seems, i8o. Hyperion to a satyr, ioi wind turns none to good, 6o6. Hyperion's curls, 215. Ill-favored thing, 43. Hypocrisy sort of homage, 2IO. Ills, bear those, we have, III. Hyrcan tiger, 95. of life victorious, 385. the scholar's life assail, 3I7. I can fly or I can run, i98. to come, 328. love it I love it, 537. to hastening, a prey, 344. Ice, be thou chaste as, III. what mighty, 236. in June, 466. Illumed the eastern skies, 512. motionless as, 4II. Illumine, what in me is dark, 170. starve in, I77. Ill-used ghost, 307. thick-ribbed, 24. Illusion, for man's, given, 458. to smooth the, 50. Illustrious acts, 169. Icicle, chaste as the, 75. predecessor, 351. Icy hands of death, i6o. spark, 366. Idea of her life, 28. Image of God in ebony, 209. teach the young, 308. of Good Queen Bess, 508. Ideas, man of nasty, 247. twofold, we saw a, 425. Ides of March, 82. Imagesand precious thoughts, 424. Idiot, tale told by an, 99. Imaginary joys, 337. Idle as a painted ship, 430. Imagination all compact, 33. hands to do, 254. bodies forth, 34. wind, pass by me as the, 87. can, boast, 308. wishes, in, 384. fair to fond, 4r2. world calls, 362. for his facts, -384. Idleness, penalties of, 292. of a feast, 52. polished, 395. study of, 28. Idler, busy world an, 362. sweeten my, I22. is a watch, 366. trace the noble dust, II8. Idly spoken, that worn-out word, Imaginations are as foul, 113. so, 505. Imagined new, 318. Idolatry, god of my, 78. Imaginings, horrible, 89. If all the world and love, 13. Imitated humanity, 112. any speak, 85. Immemorial elms, 521. forever still forever, 481. Immense pleasure to come, 338. is the only peacemaker, 43. Imminent deadly breach, i24. it were done, go. Immodest words, 232. much virtue in, 43. Immoral thought, not one, 324. thy heart fail thee, 13. Immortal as they quote, 266. Ignorance, burst in, so5. fire,. spark of that, 478. is bliss, 329. hate and study of revenge, is the mother of your devo- 170. tion, 228. names, one of the few, 528. of wealth, 344.. part, have lost the, 126. our comfort flows from, 243. scandals fly, 230. sedate in, 317. sea, sight of that, 422. Ignorant of what he's most as- song, wanted one, 222. sured, 23. though no more, 469. Ignorantly read, 283. verse, 202, 424. Ilium, topless towers of, I5. with a kiss, I 5. 29 *

Page  682 682 Index. Immortality, born for, 416. Independence forever, 462. longing after, 251. spirit, 340. quaff, and joy, I85. Index-learning, 291. Immortals never appear alone,433 India's coral strand, 461. Immovable infix'd, 177. Indian, like the base, I3I. Imparadised in one another's lo! the poor, 270. arns, 182. steep, on the, 195. Impartial laws were given, 300. Indignation, incensed with, I77. Impeachment, own the soft, 382. Indocti discant et amentj 283. Impearls on every leaf, 186. Indus to the pole, 293. Impediment, without, 70. Inebriate, cheer but not, 363. Impediments, admit, I35. Inestimable stones, 69. in'fancy's course, 45. Inevitable hour, await the, 332. to great enterprises, 136. Infamous are fond of fame, 357. Imperceptible water, 507. Infancy, heaven lies about us in Imperfect offices of prayer, 422. our, 421. Imperfections on my head, I07. Infant crying for the light, 523. Imperial Caesar dead, 118. crying in the night, 523. ensign, full high advanced, mewling and puking, 4I. 172. Infants, canker galls the, Io3. fancy, 396. Infected, all seems, 283. theme, swelling act of the, 89. Infection and the hand of war, 52. Tokay, hunible Port to, 338. Infidel, I have thee, 37. Impious in a good man, 264. Infidels adore, 284. men bear sway, 251. Infinite in faculties, io9. Implied subjection, 182. riches in a little room, i6. Important day, the great the, 250. wrath and despair, i8i. Importune, too proud to, 336. Infirm of purpose, 93. Impossible, because it is, 582. Infirmities, bear his friend's, 87. she, that not, 163. Infirmity of noble mind, i99. what's, can't be, 392. Infix'd and frozen round, I77. Impotent conclusion, 126. Inflict, those who, 494. Impoverishedthepublicstock, 32I. Influence, selectest, I88. Impregns the clouds, 182. unawed by, 461. Imprison'd in the viewless winds, Influences, skyey, 24. 24. Information, know where we can wranglers, set free the, 363. find, 321. Improve each moment, 318. Infortune, worst kind of, 4. each shining hour, 254. Inglorious arts of peace, 2I9. Impulse from a vernal wood, 417. Milton, 333. Inaction, disciplined, 395. Ingratitude, base, 198. Inactivity, masterly, 395. unkind as man's, 42. Inanimate, if aught, e'er grieves, Ingredient is a devil, 127. 471. Ingredients of our poison'd chalInaudible.foot of time, 45. ice, 90. Incapable of stain, 174. Inhabit this bleak world, 455. Incarnadine, seas, 93. Inhabitants, look not like, 88. Incarnation of fat dividends, 526. Inherit, all which it, I8. Incense-breathing morn, 332. Inhumanity to man, 388. Incensed with indignation, 177. Injured, forgiveness to the, 228. Inch, every, a king, 122. lover's hell, 185. he'll take an ell, 605. Injury, insult'to, 584. that is not fool, 223. Ink, gall enough in thy, 47. Incidis in Scyllam, 36. small drop of, 488. Incline, Desdemona seriously, I24. Inn, gain the timely, 94. Income tears, her, 154. happiness produced by a Incomparable oil Macassar, 485. good, 321. Increase of appetite, 102. takemine ease in mine, 57. Increaseth knowledge, 558. warmest welcome at an, 327. Indemnity for the past, 323. Innocence and health, 344.

Page  683 Index. 683 Innocence and mirth, 484. Invisible soap, 507. fearful, 413. spirit of wine, 127. her, a child, 226. to thee, 500. of love, dallies with the, 47. Invoked, though oft, 90o. Innocent as gay, 263. Inward and spiritual grace, 579. sleep, 93. self-disparagement, 423. Innumerable as the stars, i86. Inwardly digest, 579. bees, murmuring of, 52I. Iona, ruins of, 321. Inordinate cup is unbless'd, 127. Iris, livelier, 5i8. Insane root, 88. Iron bars a cage, i6I. Insatiate archer, 261. did on the anvil cool, 5x. Inscription upon my tomb, 443. entered into his soul, 580. Insects of the hour, 354. hold out my, 62. Inseparable, one and, 462. is hot, strike while the, 6mo. Inside, hurt of the, 214. meddles with cold, 2I4. of a church, 57. scourge, 329. Insides, carrying three, 398. sharpeneth iron, 557. Insolence, flown with, I72. sleet of arrowy shower, 332. of office, I I I. tears down Pluto's cheek, 203. Insolent foe, taken by the, I24. tongue of midnight, 34. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn, with a rod of, 578. 385. Iron-bound bucket, 451. Instant, rose both at an, 59. Irrepressible conflict, 5I5. Instil a wanton sweetness, 310. Island, tight little,'429. Instinct, coward on, 56. Isle, frights the, 126. with music, 403. of Beauty fare thee well, 502. Instincts, few strong, 413. this sceptred, 52. unawares, 500 Isles of Greece, 488. Instructions, bloody, go. sailed for sunny, 509. Instruments, mortal, 83. Israel, mother in, 54I. of darkness, 88. of the Lord, 450. to plague us, I22. Issues good or bad, 419. to scourge us, 122. It is this, it is this, 453. Insubstantial pageant, i8. might have been, 525. Insult to injury, 584. must be so, 251. Insults unavenged, 423. were all one, 45. Insurrection, nature of an, 84. Itch of disputing, I42. Intellect,'march of, 425. Itching palm, 86. Intellectual, ladies, 486. Iteratioin, damnable, 54. power, 423. Ithuriel with his spear, I84. Intelligible forms, 436. Ivy green, 538. Intent, sides of my, 9I. working out a pure, 413. Jack, banish plump, 56. Intents wicked or charitable, Io5. shall pipe, I5I. Intercourse of daily life, 407. life of poor, 379. speed the soft, 293... Jade, let the galled, wince, Ix3. Interfused, more deeply, 407. Jail, patron and the, 3I7. Intimates eternity to man, 25I. Janus, two-headed, 34. Intolerable deal of sack, 57. Javan or Gadire, I93. not to be endured,- 44. Jaws of darkness, 32. Intuition, passionate, 424..ponderous and mnarble, Io5. Inurn'd, quietly, Io5. Jealous in honour, 41. Invention, heaven of, 62. not easily, 131. necessity the mother of, 258. Jealousy, beware of, I28. of the enemy, 249. full of artless, 117. torture his, 245. injustice, 260. Inventions, sought out many, 559. is cruel as the grave, 56r. Inventor, plague the, go. the injur'd lover's hell, I85. Inverted year, ruler of the, 363. Jehu, like the driving of, 543. Inviolate sea, 517. Jericho, tarry at, 542.

Page  684 684 Index. Jerusalem, if I forget thee, 55'. Joy brightens his crest, i89. Jessamine, pale, 200. current of domestic, 319. Jesses were my dear heart-strings, eternal, 236. I28. forever dwells, 17I. Jest and riddle of the world, 272. heartfelt, 274. and youthful jollity, 20I. how pure the, 395. be laughable, 34. is the sweet voice, 434. bitter is a scornful, 318. of the whole earth, 548. fellow of infinite, II8. of youth, 384. good, forever, 55. rises in me, 435. life is a, 303. shouted for, 545. whole wit in a, 148. smiles of, 458. Jest's prosperity lies in the ear, 31. snatch a fearful, 328. Jests, indebted to his memory for so seldom weaves a chain, 454. his, 384. the luminous cloud, 434. Jew, else an Ebrew, 56. the oil of, for mourning, 564. hath not a, eyes, 36. the perfectest herald of, 26. I thank thee, 38. the world can give, 483. that Shakespeare drew, 299. thing of beauty is a, 498. Jewel, experience be a, 2I. turns at the touch of, 372. in an Ethiop's ear, 77. wear a face of, 418. in his head, 39. which warriors feel, 449. my heavenly, 14. who ne'er knew, 296. of the just, 2II. would win, 487. of their souls, I27. Joy's delicious springs, 468. rich in having such a, i9. Joyful school-days, 429. Jewels five-words long, 520. Joyous prime, i i. in the carcanet, 135. the birds, I88. into a garret, I37. Joys, Africa and golden, 62. unvalued, 69. departed, 307. Jews might kiss, 284. faded like the morning dew, Jingling of the guinea, 5I9. 439. Jocund day stands tiptoe, 80. from our own selves must John print it, some said, 23I. flow, 3I5. Joint labourer with the day, Ioo. imaginlary, 337time is out of, io8. that came down shower-like, Joke, Dulness ever loves a, 291. 435. many a, had he, 346. we dote upon, 238. to cure the dumps, 246. Judge, amongst fools a, 367. Jolly miller, there was a, 357. not according to appearance, place in times of old, 405. 57I. whistle, 3. Judge's robe, 23. Jonson's learned sock, 202. Judges-all ranged, 302. Jot of heart or hope, 206. fool with, 367. Journeymen, Nature's, II2. hungry, 284. Journeys end in lovers' meeting, Judgment, a Daniel come to, 37. 46. falls upon a man, I52. Jove for his power to thunder, 75. fled to brutish beasts, 85. laughs at lovers' perjuries, 78, green.in, 131. 225. hoodwink'd, surrender, 365. like a painted, 224. is weak the prejudice is some christen'd, 291. strong, 304. the front of, II5. reserve thy, 104. young Phidias brought, 527. shallow spirit of, 65. Jove's dread clamours, I29 Judgments as our watches, 280. Joy ambition finds, such, I8I. Judicious drank, 292. and bliss that poets feign, 67. grieve, make the, II2. and sorrow learn, 534. Juggling fiends, 99. asks if this be, 346. Julia, lips of, I58. be unconfined, 471. Julius, ere the mightiest, fell, Ioo.

Page  685 Index. 685 Jump the life to come, go., Kicked until they can feel, 2i6. June, leafy month of, 43o. Kickshaws, little tiny, 62. seek ice in, 466. Kid, lie down with the, 562. what so rare as a day in, 539. Kidney, man of my, 21. Juno's eyes, lids of, 48. Kill a sound divine, 366. unrelenting hate, 227. the bloom, 403. Jupiter on Juno smiles, 182. Kin, little more than, IoI. Jurisprudence, light of, 8. prohibited degrees of, 218. Jury, passing on the prisoner's whole world, 74. life, 22. Kind as kings, 224. Jurymen may dine, 284. cruel only to be, 116. Just, actions of the, i6o. deeds with coldness, 417. and mightie death, 13. enjoy her while she's, 227. are the ways of God, I93. hearts are more than coroas the twig is bent, 276. nets, 5I7. God forgive, 4 1. less than, IoI. jewel of the, 21 I. to her virtues, 241. less than sage, 453. to my remains, 226. memory of tfe, 552. wondrous, 338. men made perfect, 577. Kindle soft desire, 221. path of the, 552. Kindled by the master's spell, 399. remembrance of the, 580. Kindles false fires, 420. Justice be thy plea, 37. in clothes, I59. course of, 37. Kindlier hand, 524. even-lianded, 90. Kindly fruits of the earth, 579. in fair round belly, 41. Kindness, greetings where no, is, mercy seasons, 37. 407. of my quarrel, 66. milk of human, 89. poetic, 291. save in the way of, 400. to all men, 376. Kindred points of heaven, 407. unwhipped of, I20. King, an anointed, 53. with mercy, 90o. Cambyses' vein, 56. Justifiable to men, 193. conscience of the, IIo. Justified of her children, 567. contrary to the, 67. justify the ways of God, 170. Cophetua loved, 77. doth hedge a, 117. Katerfelto with hair on end, 363. every inch a, 122. Keep o' the windy side, 47. God save the, 243. should, who can, 41I. here lies our sovereign lord step to the music of the Union, the, 234. 508. himself has followed her, 350. the word of promise, 99. mockery, of snow, 53. your powder dry, 59I. of day, powerful, 308. Keeper, am I my brother's, 540. of England cannot enter, 323. Kendal green, knaves in, 56. of France with forty thousand Kepen wel thy tongue, 4. men, I50o. Kept the faith, 576. of good fellows, 65, 367. Key that opes the palace of eter- of shreds and patches, I16. nity, 194. of terrors, 544. Keys, clutch the golden, 523. state without a, 508. of all the creeds, 522. Stephen was a worthy peer, Keystane o' night's black arch, I26. 385. under which, 62. Kibe, galls his, 11 8. King's creation, 389. Kick against the pricks, 572. crown, nor the, 23. in that place, 2T8. English, abusing the, 20. me down stairs, 391. every subject's duty is the, that scarce would move a 64. horse, 366. name is a tower of strength, their owners over, 381. 70o.

Page  686 686 Index. Kingdom for a horse, 71. Kniglfy counsel, 395. for a little grave, 53. Knights, accomplishing the, 64. like to a little, 84. Knights' bones are dust, 434. my mind to me a, is, 598. Knock and it shall be opened, 567. Kingly line in Europe, 45I. as you please, 297, 367. Kings are like stars, 493. the breast, nothing to, 194. come bow to it, 49. when you please, 367. it makes gods, 70. Knock-down argument, 230. may be blest, 385. Knocker, tie up the, 285. right divine of, 292. Knolling a departed friend, 6o. royal throne of, 52. Knotted and combined locks, io6. stories of the death of, 53. Know a subject ourselves, 321. upon their coronation, 225. all words are faint, 379. will be tyrants from policy,354. her was to love her, 400. Kiss but in the cup, 144. him no more, 544. immortal with a, 15. how frail I am, 547. long long, 487. mine end, 547. me and be quiet, 363. not I ask not, 456. of youth and love, 487. not what's resisted, 386. one kind, 312. or dream or fear, 528.. snatched hasty, 3I0. that I love thee, 456. to every sedge, i9. thee not, 379. traitorous, 495. their own good, 228. with one long, 517. then thyself, 272. Kisses bring again, 24. to, to esteem, 434. from a female mouth, 484. we loved in vain, 466. remembered, 521. what we are, I17. tears and smiles, 404. where'er I go, 421. thinking their own, sin, 80. where we can find informaKitchen bred, 48I. tion, 321. Kith nor kin, 598. ye the land, 478. Kitten, I had rather be a, 57. Knowledge, book of, 179. Knave, how absolute the, is, 117. diffused, 395. more, than fool, i6. he that hath, 554. Knaves in Kendal green, 56. he that increaseth, 558. such honest, 123. is of two kinds, 32I. to flatter, 245. is ourselves to know, 276. untaught, 55. is power, 137. Kneaded clod, 24. man of, 137. Knee, pregnant hinges ofthe, 113. manners adorn, 306. Knees, bow stubborn, I 5. not according to, 572. down on your, 42. sheweth, 547. saint upon his, 369. sweetly uttered, 14. Knell is rung, by fairy hands, 339. under difficulties, 504. of parting day, 332. we must snatch, 276. overpowering, 489. words without, 545. sound of a, 369. Known, to be forever, i66. that summons thee, 92. too late, 77. the shroud, 264. Knows and knows no more, 366. Knells call heaven invites, 262. Kosciusko fell, 439. us back, each matin bell, 43I. Kubla Khan, 434. Knew by the smoke, 458. himself to sing, i99. Labour and difficulty, 179. thee but to love, 529. and intent study, 206. what's what, 213. and to wait, 530. Knife is driven, 268. bears a lovely face, i65. war even to the, 468. ease and alternate, 308. Knight, can make a belted, 389. for my travail, 74. parfit gentil, I. in his vocation, 54. pricking on the plain, Io. many still must, 480.

Page  687 Index. 687 Labour of love, 575. Land of brown heath, 446. we delight in, 93. of darkness, 544. what to speak, 137. of drowsyhed, 310. work under our, I89. of lost gods, 470. youth of, 344. of scholars, 343. Labour's bath, sore, 93. of the free, 49I. Labour'd nothings, 281. of the mountain, 446. Labourer is worthy of his hire, 570. they love their, 528. Labourers are few, 567. this delightful, 183. Labouring man, sleep of a, 558. turrets of the, 533. Lace, hedgehogs dressed in, 536. where sorrow is unknown, Lack of argument, 63. 369. of wit, plentiful, o08. where the cypress and myrtle, Lack'd and lost, 27. 478. Lack-lustre eye, 40. Landing on some silent shore, 244. Lad of mettle, a good boy, 56. Landlady and Tam, 385. Ladder, young amnbition's, 83. Landlord's laugh, 385. Ladies, a lion among, 33. Landmark, ancient, 555. be but young, 40. Land-rats and water-rats, 35. intellectual, 486. Lands, less happier, 52. making cages, 247. though not of, I41. whose bright eyes, 202. Landscape, darkened, I76. Lady doth protest, I13. tire the view, 312. is in the case, 303. Language, nature's end of, 267. married to the Moor, 418. 0 that those lips had, 366. of the Mere, 403. quaint and olden, 53I. protests too much, II3. under the tropic is our, I68. so richly clad, 43I. Languages, especially the dead, who lent his, 490. 486. Ladyship, humorous, 50. feast of, 31. Lady-smocks all silver white, 31. Lank and brown, 425. Lags the veteran, superfluous, 317 Lap it in Elysium, x95. Laid on with a trowel, 39. me in delight, 514. Lake or moorish fen, i96. me in soft Lydian airs, 202. where drooped thewillow, 5I2. my mother's, I90. Lamb, dwell with the, 562. of earth, 335. one dead, is there, 533. of May, 342. skin of an innocent, 66. of Thetis, 216. the frolic and the gentle, 42I. Lapland night, lovely as a, 408.'to the slaughter, 563. Lards the lean earth, 55. Una with her milk-white, 4i8. Large streams from little fountains wind to the shorn, 326. flow, 393. Lameandimpotentconclusion, 126. was his bounty, 335. feet was I to the, 545. Lark at heaven's gate sings, I32. Lamely and unfashionable, 68. none but the, 132. Lamp, smell of the, 583. rise with the, 392. so cheering, 456. Lash the rascals naked, I30. that lighted the traveller, 455. Last at his cross, 495. unto my feet, 550. brightening to the, 344. Lamps in sepulchral urns, 368. link is broken, 495. shone o'er fair women, 470. love thyself, 73. Land, bowels of the, 70. not least in love, 84. done for this delicious, 468. of all the Romans, 87. fight for such a, 446. reader reads no more, 535. flowing with milk, 541. rose of summer, 455. ill fares the, 344. scene of all, 42. leans against the, 343. still loveliest, 473. madden round the, 285. syllable of recorded time, 98. my own my native, 445. to lay the old aside, 281. of bondage, 450. wordsof Marmion, 447.

Page  688 688 Irzdex. Late, better, than never, 7. Law; we have a measure for, I52. known too, 77. what plea so tainted in, 36. into the night, 483. which moulds a tear, 400. Lated traveller, 94. windy side of the, 47. Later star of dawn, 403. Law's grave study, 380. Latin, small, and less Greek, 145. delay, III. soft bastard, 484. Lawful for me to do what I will was no more difficile, 212. with mine own, 568. Laud than gilt, 74. Lawn, saint in, 276. Laugh a siege to scorn, 98. Laws, curse on all, 293. at any mortal thing, 489. grind the poor, 343. make the unskilful, I12. of a nation, 236. that I may not weep, 489. of nature and of nature's God, that spoke the vacant mind, 376. 345. of servitude, 228. that win, they, 129. or kings can cause, 319. thee to scorn, 565. Lawyers are met, 302. was ready chorus, 385. Lay, go forth my simple, 380. where we must, 269. her in the earth, i18. who but must, 287. his weary bones, 73.. world's dread, 309. on Macduff, 99. Laughed consumedly, 258. the old aside, 281. full well they, 346. Le premier qui fut roi, 451. his word to scorn, 366. Lea, slowly o'er the, 332. Laughing devil in his sneer, 480. Leads tobewilder, 359. quaffing, 226. Leaf, all do fade as a, 564. soil, paint the, 460. also shall not wither, 546. you hear that boy, 537. days are in the yellow, 485. Laughs at lovers' perjury, 225. falls with the, I47. fair, the morn, 33I. not a, is lost, 472. Laughter for a month, 55. of pity writ, 8I. holding both his sides, 201. perished in the,. 523. of a fool, 558. sear and yellow, 97. Laura, grave where, lay, 13. turn over a new, 6Ii. Lavinia, she is, 75. upon the stream, 449. Law and to the testimony, 562. was darkish, 197. ends where tyranny begins, Leafy month of June, 430. 323. Lean and hungry look, 83. fulfilling of the, 573. and slipper'd Pantaloon, 41. good opinion of the, 38i. body and visage, 221. higher than the Constitution, fellow beats all conquerors, 515. i65 is a sort of hocus-pocus sci- Leaned to virtue's side, 345. ence, 304. Leap into this angry flood, 82. is good, 576. it were an easy, 55. is open, 572. look before vou, 7, 217, 607. is perfection of reason, 233. ILeaps the live thunder, 472. life of the, 233. Leapt to life a god, 499. murder by the, 267. Learn of the little nautilus, 273. of the Medes and Persians, to labour and to wait, 530. 565. to read slow, 305. old father antic the, 54. Learned and fair, 145. order is heaven's first, 274. and wise, 414. quillets of the, 65. Chaucer, 211. rich men rule the, 343. doctor's spite, 526. seat of, is the bosom of God, length, words of, 346. 16. lumber, 283. seven hours to, 380. reflect on what before they sovereign, sits empress, 380. knew, 283. truly kept the, 208. roast an egg, 290.

Page  689 [ndex. 689 Learned smile, 28i. Less pleasing when possest, 328. Learning hath gained most by rather than be, I74. books, 209. than archangel, 172. is an adjunct to ourself, 30. than kind, IoI. little, dangerous, 280. Let, dearly, or let alone, I54. love he bore to, 346. dogs delight, 254. progeny of, 382. fall the curtains, 363. scraps of, 266. him now speak, 579. study of, 207. in the foe, I93. whence is thy, 302. Newton be, 290. wiser for his, 152. not the heavens hear, 70. Least of two evils, 609. others hail the rising sun, Leather, faithless, 268. 338. or prunello, 274. the toast pass, 383. trod upon neat's, 82. these describe, 474. Leave all meaner things, 269. those love now, 259. her to heaven, 107.'s be merry, I5I. no stone unturned, 58I. us do evil. 572. not a rack behind, i8. us do or die, 388, 607. often took, 24I. us eat and drink, 562. thee native soil, i90.'s talk of graves, 53. Leaven, little, leaveneth, 573. us worship God, 390. Leaves, do cover with, i62. Lethe wharf, io6. ending on the rustling, 203. Letter, not the, but the spirit, 574. have their time to fall, 496. killeth, 574. of destiny, i63. Letters Cadmus gave, 488. of hope, 72. Heaven first taught, 293. of memory, 534. Letting I dare not, 91. on trees, like, 298. Level, so sways she, 46. shatter your, i99. Lever han at his beddes hed, 2. spread his sweet, 76. Leviathan, draw out, 546. thick as autumnal, 171. Lewd fellows, 572. words are like, 28i. Lexicography, lost in, 320. Leaving no tract behind, 8i. Lexicon of youth, 505. Led by my hand, 292. Liar, doubt truth to be a, ioS. the way to heaven, 300. of the first magnitude, 256. Leer, assent with civil, 286. Liberal education, to love her Lees, the mere, 93. was a, 249. Left blooming alone, 455. Libertas et natale solum, 245. undone those things, 578. Libertie, delight with, ii. Leg, can honour set a, 59. Libertine, reckless, I03 Legion, my name is, 570. the air a chartered, 62. Legs of Time, 536. Liberty and union, 462. under his huge,.82. crust of bread and, 288. Leisure, repent at, 256. gave us, at the same time, 376. retired, 202. hour of virtuous, 251. Lemonade, black eyes and, 459. how many crimes, 394. Lend, lend your wings, 295. I must have withal, 41. Lender nor borrower be, 104. is in every blow, 388. servant to the, 555. or death, give me, 375. Lendeth unto the Lord, 554. spirit of, 352. Lengthening chain, 342. tree of, 394. Leopard change his spots, 564. when they cry, 205. lie down with the kid, 562. Liberty's unclouded blaze, 526. Lerne, gladly wolde he, 2. war, first touch of, 459. Less, beautifully, 242. Library was dukedom, I7. beloved head, 475. License they mean, 205. happier lands, 52. Lick absurd pomp, II3. of earth, 448. the dust, 549. of two evils, 5, 609. Licks the dust, 287. RR

Page  690 690 Index. Licks the hand just raised, 269. Life like a dome, 494. Lids of Juno's eyes, 48. like following, 276. Lie at the proud foot, 51. loathed worldly, 24. bid Beaumont, a little further, love of, 379. ~I45. many-colour'd, 318. circumstantial, 43. May of, 97. close about his feet, 500. nor love thy, i91. direct, 43. nothing in his, 89. down in green pastures, 547. of care, 494. in cold obstruction, 24. of his dull, 148. nothing can need a, 155. of man brutish and short, I5I. oft in ourselves do, 45 of mortal breath, 533. still and slumber, 255. of poor Jack, 379. to credit his own, I7. of the building, 93. what is a, after all, 490. of the law, 233. Lief not be as live to be, 82. protracted, 3I7. Liege of all loiterers, 30. rounded with a sleep, I8. we are men my, 94. set upon a cast, 71. Lies in daily life before us, I87. slits the thin-spun, 199. like truth, 99. so dear or peace so sweet, 375. to hide it, 254. spent worthily, 5I6. Life a galling load, 388. staff of, 247. at a pin's fee, Io5. story of my, I24. before us, lies in daily, 187. sunset of, 441. best portion of a good man's, sweat under a weary, I II. 406. tedious as a twice-told tale, 50. beyond life, 208. that dares send, i63. blandishments of, 300. that, is long, 265. calamity of so long, IIo. the idea of her, 28. care's an enemy to, 46. tree of, i8I. charmed, I bear, 99. variety's the spice of, 362. crowded hour of glorious, 450. victorious? o'er all the ills o', crown of. 577. 385. daily beauty in his, 130. voyage of their, 87. death in the midst of, 580. walk of virtuous, 263. dost thou love, 316. was gentle, 87. dregs of, 229. was in the right, i66. half so sweet in, 455. wave of, 506. harp of, love took up the, 518. way of, 97. has passed roughly, 366. we've been long together, 378. hath quicksands, 532. v eb of our, 45. hath snares, 532. wheels of weary, 229. his, has flowed, 50o. while there's, there's hope, his, I'm sure was right, I66. 302. how pleasant in thy morning, who gave us, 376. 388. whole of, to live, 437. in every limb, 401. wine of, 93. in short measures, I44. ye bear a sacred burden, 524. intercourse of daily, 407. Life's common way, 4I3. is a jest, 303. dark road, 526. is a short summer, 318. dull round, 327. is all a cheat, 229. enchanted cup, 470. is but a means, 5I6. fitful fever, 94. is but a span, 6oo. great end, 265. is but a walking shadow, 99. morning watch, 442 is but an empty dream, 530. poor play is o'er, 273. is in decrease, 265. tale, makes up, 434. is in the right, 273. vast ocean, 272. is one demd horrid grind, 538. worst ills, 5I5. is thorny, 43I. young day, 505.

Page  691 Irndex. 69I Life-blood of our enterprise, 58. Light within his own breast, 196. Lift from earth, 478. Lightly draws its breath, 401. her with care, 506. from fair to fair, 446. it bear it solemnly, 524. Lightning and the gale, 535. it up fatherly, 539. does the will of God, 492. Lifts its awful form, 345. in the collied night, 32. Light a cause, 453. or in rain, 88. a foot, 79. quick as, 217. all was, 290. Lights are fled, 457. and sweetness, 246. as vain, 450. as air, 128. let your, be burning, 570. burning and a shining, 571. heaven's, 29. children of, 570. of mild philosophy, 250. dear as the, 33I. that mislead the morn, 24. dim religious, 203. without a name, I57. ere it come to, 370. Like angels' visits, 238, 440. excess of, 330. but oh how different, 407. fantastic toe, 201. following life, 276. feared the, I57. little mice, I57. for after times, 427. not look upon his, I02. form of life and, 478. orient pearls, 380. from heaven, 388, 478. seasoned timber, I55. gates of, i86. some tall palm, 460. grave to, 226, 275. the best wine, 561. is sweet, truly the, 56o. the dyer's hand, I35. leads up to, I75. the old age, 47. long-levell'd rule of stream- to a double cherry, 33. ing, I96. Likelihood, fellow of no, 57. men of inward, 2I8. Likewise, go and do thou, 570. of a dark eye, 472. Lilies, braids of, i98. of Hope, 440. of the field, consider the, 567. of jurisprudence, 8. Lily, to paint the, 50. of light beguile, 29. Limb, life in every, 40I. of love, 479. Limbs, her gentle, 43I. of other days, 457. on those recreant, 50. of setting suns, 407. whose trembling, 372. of the Maeonian star, 283. Lime-twigs of his spells, I97. of the morning gild it, 463. Limit of becoming mirth, 29. of the world, 566. Limits of a vulgar fate, 330. of things, into the, 417. Line, creep in one dull, 28i. of truth, 419. full resounding, 289. peerless, unveil'd her, i82. he could wish to blot, 324. presence full of, 8i. in the very first, 348. put out the, 130. stretch out, 96. quivering aspen, 447. too labours, 282. radiant, by her own, 196. upon line, 563. remnant of uneasy, 412. we carved not a, 499. seeking light, 29. Linealnents of gospel-books,!2. swift-winged arrows of, 369. Linen you're wearing out, 507. that led astray, 388. Lines fallen unto me in pleasant that lies in woman's eyes, 456. places, 546. that never was on sea, 420. own the happy, 282. that visits these sad eyes, 331. where beauty lingers, 477. through chinks, i68. Lingering dew-drop, 420. to counterfeit a gloom, 203. Link, last, is broken, 495. to guide, 419. Linked sweetness, 202. unto my path, 550. with one virtue, 480. walk while ye have the, 57I. Linnets, pipe but as the, 522. which~ Heaven sheds, 456. Lion among ladies, 33. windows that exclude the, 336. beard the, in his den, 447.

Page  692 692 Index. Lion, better than a dead, 559. Little fire kindleth, 577. breakfast on the lip of a, 63. for the bottle, 379. give a grievous roar, 313. foxes that spoil the vines, 56i. heart and eagle eye, 340. hands were never made, 254. in the lobby roar, 313. here a, and there a little, 563. in the way, 556. learning dangerous, 280. is in the streets, 556. leaven leaveneth, 573. mated by the hind, 45. lower than the angels, 546. not so fierce as painted, 209, man wants but, 264, 348. 61E. month, 102. pawing to get free, 187. more than a little, 57. to rouse a, 55. more than kin, ioi. Lion's hide, thou wear a, 50. one become a thousand, 564. mane, dew-drop from a, 74. one's chair, 539. Lip, anger of- his, 47. one's cradle, 539. coral, admires, 150. round fat oily man, 311. nectar on a, 383. said is soonest mended, i5i. of a lion, 63. senate laws, 297. vermeil-tinctured, i98. thing to give a cup of water, Lips are now forbid to speak, 502. 50I. chalice to our own, go. to perceive, 402. crimson in thy, 8i. Live alway, I would not, 544. had language,.366. an American, 464. heart on her, 484. bear to, 274. in poverty to the very, 130. by bread alone, 566. of Julia, 158. by one man's will, i6. of those that are asle'ep, 56i. cleanly, leave sack and, 59. smile on her, 447. in deeds not years, 5i6. soul through my, 5I7. in hearts, 443. steeped to the, in misery, 533. in peace adieu, 294. suck forth my soul, I5. in pleasure, 315. that are for others, 521. is Christ, 575. that he has prest, 535. laborious days, 199. that were forsworn, 24. not in myself, 5i8. to part her, I58. one day asunder, 234. tremble, see my, 294. or die, sink or swim, 462. truth from his, 345. past years again, 229. were four red roses, 70. so may'st thou, 191. were red, 157. taught. us how to, 300. when I ope my, 35. teach him how to, 356. whispering with white, 47I. thus let me, 295. Liquid dew of youth, I03. till to-morrow, 370. fire, glass of, 396. to please, please to live, 318. lapse of murmuring streams, unblemished let me, 294. I87. unseen unknown,'295. notes that close the eye of day, well, what thou liv'st, 191. 205. while you live, 315. Liquor for boys, 321. with thee and be thy love, I3. Liquors, hot and rebellious, 40. with them less sweet, 455. Lisp'd in numbers, 286. Lived in Settle's numbers, 29x. Listen with credulity, 320. on the river Dee, 357. Listened to a lute, 509. she at its close, 5X2. Listening mood, 448. Livelier iris, 518. Listens like a three years' child, Lively sense of future favors, 253. 425. to severe, 275. Litel gold in cofre, 2. Livers in content, 71. Litigious terms, 207. Livery of heaven, 50I. Little boats should keep near sober, i82. shore, 316. Lives a prayer, making their, 525. dogs and all, 121. along the line, 270.

Page  693 Index. 693 Lives as he ought to do, 147, Long choosing, i88. in a state of war, 245. descent, claims of, 5I7. like a drunken sailor, 69. dull and old, 392. more faith, 523. experience, 302. most, who thinks most, 516. has it waved on high, 535. of great men, 530. in populous city, 189. pleasant in their, 542. is the way and hard, 175. Liveth not in fierce desire, 445. live the king, 368. Living a rover, 502. long ago, 502. dead man, 25. majestic march, 289. dog better than dead lion, 559. may it wave, 491. lyre, 333. time ago, 512. throne, 330. Long-drawn aisle, 332. Llewellyn's lay, 330. Longest kingly line, 451. Lo the poor Indian, 270. Longing after immortality, 251. Load a falling man, 74. and yet afraid to die, 533. galling, 388. lingering look, 334. of sorrow, 28. more wavering, 46. Loaf, of a cut, 75. Long-levelled rule, I96. Loan oft loses. itself, 104. Look a gift horse in the mouth, Loathed worldly life, 24. 607. Loaves, hlalf-penny, 66. before you ere you leap, 2I7. Lobby, hear a lion in the, 313. drew audience, 175. Lobster boiled, 2i6. ere thou leap, 7, 607. Local habitation, 34. give me a, 144. Lock such rascal counters, 87. how the floor of heaven, 38. Locked up from mortal eye, I63. into the seeds of time, 88. up in steel, 66. lean and hungry, 83. Locks, his golden, 140. men met with erected, 225. hyacinthine, i8i. not thou upon the wine, 555. in the golden story, 76. on her face, 284. invincible, 208. on it lift it, 524. knotted, and combined, I06. round the habitable world, never shake thy gory, 95. 228. open, whoever knocks, 96. that Nature wears, 53I. pluck up by the, 55. upon his like again, 102. Locusts, luscious as, I25. upon this picture, TI5. Lodge a friend, 245. Looked, no sooner, but loved, 43. in some vast wilderness, 360. unutterable things, 309. thee by Chaucer, 145. Looker-on here in Vienna, 25. Lodgest, where thou, I will, 542. Looking at the steeple, 487. Lodging-place of wayfaring men, before and after, i 6. 564. ill prevail, I57. Lodgings in a head, 213. Looks a Queen, 298. Loftiness of thought, 226. commercing, 202. Lofty and soul, 74. despatchful, I85. Logic and rhetoric make men able in the clouds, 83. to contend, 137. puts on his pretty, 50. Loins be girded about, 570. sadly upon him, 71. Loiterers and malcontents, 30. the cottage might adorn, 346. Loke who that is most virtuous, 3. through nature, 275. London an habitation of bitterns, with despatchful, I85. 5Io. Looming bastion, 522. monster, I67. Loop nor hinge, 129. London's column, 279. Looped and windowed raggedlasting shame, 331. ness, 120. Lonely want retired to die, 318. Loop-holes of retreat, 363. Lonesome road, 430. Loose his beard, 330. Long after it was heard, 4I I. the bands of Orion, 545. as twenty days, 402. type of things, 403.

Page  694 694 Index. Lord among wits, 367. Love, are of, the food, I89. ~ Fanny spins a thousand such, beggary in, 131. 288. begins to sicken and decay, gave and the Lord hath taken 86. away, 543. Briton even in, 402. help'em, 428. bud of, 78. knows who, 240. but her for ever, 389, 390. loveth he chasteneth, 577. but one day, 244. my bosom's, 80. can- hope, 324. name of the, 70. cherish and to obey, 579. of all things, 272. common as light, 494. of folded arms, 30. could teach a monarch, 336. of himself, 141, 48I. course of true, 32. of the lion heart, 340. crossed in, 383. of the works of nature, ii. deep as first, 521. of thy presence, 49. delight in, 256. once own the happy lines, 282. ecstasy of, Io8. Lordly dish, butter in a, 541. endures no tie, 225. pleasure-house, 5I7. everlasting, and eternal joy, Lord's anointed, rail on the, 70. 236. anointed temple, 93. familiar beast to man, and sigLords of hell, 522. nifies, 20. of humankind, 343. fasting for a good man's, 42. women who love their, 341. free as air, 293. Lords' stories, great, 392. freedom in my, i6i. Lore, skilled in gestic, 343. hail wedded, 183. Lose his own soul, 568. harvest-time of, 426. it that do buy it, 34. he bore to learning, 346. Losing rendered sager, 484. he spake of, 407. Loss, choice of, s3I. her, see her is to, 390. of dirt, I40. him at his call, 405. of the sun, 306. if thou art all, 496. of wealth, 140. in such a wilderness, 442. promise to his, 580. in the beginning, 20. Losses, fellow that hath had, 28. indeed is light, 478. Lost, all is, save honour, 590. innocentce of, 47. him half the kind, 225. is a boy by poets styl'd, 2X6. I've, a day, 262. is doomed to mourn, 497. in lexicography, 320. is flower-like, 435. in the sweets, 30I. is heaven, 444. not, but gone before, 399. is indestructible, 426. praising what is, 45. is loveliest, 449. the immortal part, 126. is not love, 135. what though tlie field be, 170. is strong as death, 561. Lot, how hard their, 359. is sweet,given or returned, Loth to depart, 241. 494. Lothario, gay, 257. is the fulfilling'of the law, 573. Loud, curses not, 97. labour of, 575. huzzas, 275. last not least in, 84. laugh, 345. light of, 479. storms annoy, 3I9. live with me and be my, i5. Louder but as empty quite, 273. looks not with the eyes, 32. Love, a bright, particular star, 45. lost between us, 608. all for, 379. many waters cannot quench, all hearts in, 26. 56i. and be thy, I3. me little love me long, i6, 159, and dignity, in every gesture, 607. 187. ministers of, 433. and light, 435. music be the food of, 46. and that they sing, i69. must needs be blind, 436.

Page  695 Index. 695 Love, never told her, 47. Loved me for the dangers, 125. no fear in, 578. my country and I hated him, not man the less, 475. 485. now who never loved, 259. needs only to be seen, 225. of life increased with years, no sooner, but sighed, 43. 379. none without hope e'er, 324. of life's young day, 505. not, the world, 473. of money, root of all evil, 576. not wisely but too well, 130. of Nature holds communion, Rome more, 85. 513. sae blindly, 389. of praise, 266. sae kindly, 389. of the turtle, 478. the.great sea, 503. of women, 487, 542. the lost too many, 473. office and affairs of, 26. who never, before, 259. on till they die, 453. Love-darting eyes, I98. on through all ills, 453. Lovelier face, 448. one another, 573. things have mercy, 477. pains of, 229. Loveliest, last still, 473. pangs of despised, iii. of lovely things, 514. perfect, casteth out fear, 578. Loveliness, lay down in her, 431. pity's akin to, 238. majesty of, 479. pleasure of, 494. needs not ornament, 309. prove variable, 78. Lovely and a fearful thing, 487. purple light of, 329. as a Lapland night, 408. rules the court, 444. in.death, 263. seals of, 24. in her husband's eye, 400. seem worthy of your, 4I8. in your strength, 472. seldom haunts, 297. Thais sits beside thee, 221. sidelong looks of, 344. things, loveliest of, 5I4. soft eyes looked, 47I. Lover all as frantic, 34. sought is good, 47. and the poet, 33. spring of, I9, 430. banished, 293. stony limits cannot hold, 77. familiar to the, 250. such, as spirits feel, 407. happy as a, 419. that took an early root, 509. in the husband, 324. the more, 259. sighing like furnace, 41. the offender, 293. to listening maid, 514. they conquer, that run away, woman loves her, 487. 150. Lovers love the western star, 444. thyself last, 73. make two, happy, 290. tide of, 263. of virtue, 154. to. hatred turned, 256. Lovers' meeting,.end in, 46. to me was wonderful, 542. perjuries, 78. too divine to, 499. perjury, 225. took up the harp of life, 5I8. tongues by night, 78. tunes the shepherd's reed, vows seemn sweet, 481. 444. Loves on to the close, 455. unrelenting foe to, 311. Loving to my mother, ioi. whole course of, 123. Low degree, curs of, 349. Love's devoted flame, 457. in Glory's lap, 438. proper hue, i88. laid in my grave, 49. young dream, 455. Lower, can fall no, 2I5. Loved and lost, 522. Lowering element, 176. and still loves, 399. Lowest deep a lower, I8r. at first sight, 15. of your throng, i84. at home, 390. Lowing herd, 332. but one, 467. Lowliness is young ambition's Cesar less, 85. ladder, 83. I not honour more, i6i. Lowly born, better to be, 71. in vain, 466. taught and highly fed, 45.

Page  696 696 index. Lucent sirups, 498. Maeonian star, 283. Lucid interval, 607. Magic number, 256. Lucifer, falls like, 72. could not copied be, 228. * son of the morning, 562. of a name, 439. Luck about the house, 372. of the mind, 480. would have it, 2I. potent over sun, 407. Lucky chance, 309. Magnificent and awful cause, 361. Lulls to sleep, 348. Magnificently-stern array, 471. Lumber, learned, 283. Magnitude, liar of the first, 256. Lunatic lover and poet, 33. Mahometans, pleasures ofthe,336. Lunes, in his old, 21. Maid dancing in the chequer'd Lungs began to crow, 40. shade, 201. Lurks in every flower, 460. garland to the sweetest, 300. Luscious as locusts, 125. none to praise, 402. Lust in man, 230. of Athens ere we part, 467. of gold, 524. some captive, 293. Lustre, ne'er could any, see, 383. sphere-descended, 339. shine with such, 37I. the chariest, 103. Lute, listened to a, 509. who modestly conceals, 325. Luve's like a red red rose, 390. Maiden meditation, 33.'s like the melodie, 390. of bashful fifteen, 383. Luxurious by restraint, I89. presence, scanter of your, 104. Luxury curst by Heaven, 347. shame, blush of, 5I4. in self-dispraise, 423. showers, like those, 159. of disrespect, 420. true betrayed, 446. of doing good, 342. with white fire laden, 494. of woe, 459. young heart of a, 455. thinks it, 250. Maidens like moths, 468. to be, 433. withering on the stalk, 4I8. Lydian airs, 202. Maids of thirteen, 49. measures, 220. who love the moon, 454. Lyfe so short, 4. Main chance, 217, 608. Lying easy as, 14. Majestic head, less, 475. with Houris, 336. silence, 460. world given to, 59. though in ruin, I75. Lyre,-mood of the, 459. world, start of the, 82. Majesty, clouded, i82. Macassar, incomparable oil, 485. next in, 226. Mad,'t is true he's, io8. of loveliness, 479. pleasure in being, 230. rayless, 261. Madden round the land, 285. Make a note of, 538. to crime, 478. a Star-chamber matter, 20. Maddest merriest day, 518. languor smile, 287. Made glorious summer, 68. no long orations, 381. lowly wise, 419. the angels weep, 23. manifest, 573. the worse. appear, 174. out of the carver's brain, 431. two lovers happy, 290. Madness and despondency, 405. Makes drudgery divine, I55. for that fine, 142. man a slave, 299. in the brain, 432. night hideous, 292. laughing wild, 328. one wondrous kind, 338. lies that way, I20. slaves of men, 493. method in, i08. up life's tale, 434. midsummer, 47. Making beautiful old rhyme, I35. moon-struck, i90. earth a hell, 468. near allied, 22I. night hideous, 105. of many, 297. the green one red, 93. to defer, 26i. Malice, domestic, 94. would gambol from, ii6. set down aught ill, 130. Madrigals, birds sing, I5. to conceal, I8I.

Page  697 Index. 697 Mammon, cannot serve God and, Man, false, smiling, 237. 566. false to any, I04. least erected spirit, I73. familiar beast to, 20. wils his way, 468. foremost, of all this world, 86. Man, a debtor to his profession, forget not, 337. I37. free as nature first made, 228. a flower he dies, 318. fury of a patient, 223. a living dead, 25. goeth forth unto his work, 550. a merrier, 29. goeth to his long home, 560. a proper, as one shall see, 32. good great, 435. a slave, whatever day makes, good, never dies, 437. 299. good old, 27, 40. a two-legged animal, 582. goodliest of men, 182. after his desert, Io9. had fixed his face, 409. after his own heart, 542. hanging the worst use of, 141. all that a, hath, 543. happy, is without a shirt, I40. and a brother, 59I. happy the, 227. apparel oft proclaims the, 104. he felt as a, 359. architect of his own fortune, her wit was more than, 226. 582. highest style of, 264arrayed for mutual slaughter, honest and perfect, 147. 4I4. honest, the noblest work, 274as good kill a, as a book, 207. how poor a thing is, I42. as just a, 112. I love not, the less, 475. assurance of a, I 15. impious in a good, 264. at arms, I40.in ignorance sedate, 317. at his best state, 548. in the bush, 527. at thirty, 262. in the right place, 525. be vertuous withal, 4. in wit a, 296. bear his own burden, 575. inconsistent, 262. before your mother, 370. is accommodated, 6I. being in honour, 548. is born unto trouble, 544. best good, 234. is his own star, I47. better spared a better, 59. is one world, i56. blind old, of Scio, 479. is the gowd for a' that, 389bold bad, Io, 7I. is the nobler growth, 378. born of woman, 544. is thy most awful instgrument, breathes there the, 445. 4I4. breed a habit in a, 19. is true as steel, 79. broken with the storms, 73. is vile only, 461. child is father of the, 40I. judgment falls upon a, 152. childhood shows the, I92. lay down his life, 572. Christian faithful, 69. let him pass for a, 35. conference maketh a ready, life of, solitary, I5I. 136. like to a little kingdom, 84. crime of being a young, 322. load a falling, 74. crossed with adversity, i9. low sitting on the ground, Io. delig hts not me, o09. lust in, no charm can tame, despised old, I20. 230. do all that may become a, made her such a, 125. 91. made the town, 360. do but die, 507. made thee to temper, 236. do what has been done by, made upright, 559. 265. made us citizens, 539. doth not live by bread only, makes a death, 264. 54I. makes his own stature, 265. drest in a little brief author- mark the perfect, 547. ity, 23. marks the earth, 476. dull ear of a drowsy, 50. may fish with the worm, xi6. extremes in, 278. meets his fate, 263. 30

Page  698 698 Index. Man, mildest manner'd, 488. Man, she knows her, 227, 284. mind the standard of the, 255. should be alone, 540. misery acquaints a, I8. smiling destructive, 237. more sinned against, 120. so besy as he, 2. my foe, one worthy, 287. so faint so spiritless, 60. never is but always to be so much one, can do, 219. blest, 270. so various, 223. no such, be trusted, 38. sour-complexioned, 153no wiser for his learning, I52. soweth that he reaps, 575not made for the Sabbath, 569. speak truly, 54. not passion's slave, I 13. stagger like a drunken. 550. of a cheese-paring, 6i. struggling in the storms of of cheerful yesterdays, 425. fate, 297. of knowledge, 137. study of mankind is, 272. of letters, 367. take him for all in all, I02. of mettle, 260. teach you more of, 417. of morals, i66. thankless inconsistent, 262. of my kidney, 2I. that blushes, 266. of nasty ideas, 247. that hails you Tom, 370. of peace and war, 217. that hangs On princes'favours, of pleasure, a man of pains, 266. 72. of Ross, 279. that hath a tongue, i9. of such feeble temper, 82. that hath been in prosperiof the world, 367. tie, 4. of unbounded stomach, 73. that hath friends, 554. of unclean lips, 562. that hath no music, 38. of wisdom is the man of years, that lays his hand, 400. 265. that may become a, 91. of woe, not always a, 444. that meddles with cold iron, oft the wisest, 403. 214. old, eloquent, 205. the hermit sighed, 439. only growth that dwindles, this is the state of, 72. 342. this was a, 87. o'er all this scene of, 269. thou art the, 542. perils doe enfold the right- thou pendulum, 474. eous, 1o. thoughtless, 262, 424. pity the sorrows of a poor old, time whereof the memory of, 372. 356. plays many parts, 4I. to all the country dear, 345. pleasant in, 347. to dying men, 231.'prentice ban' she tried on,389. to mend God's work, 224. press not a falling, 72. too fond to rule, 286. prey was, 294. under his fig-tree, 565. profited, for what is a, 568. virtuous and vicious, every, proper, as one shall see, 32. 273. proposes God disposes, 5. wants but little, 264, 348. reading maketh a full, 136. weigh the, not his title, 389. recovered of the bite, 349. well-bred, 367. remote from, 259 well-favoured, 27. round fat oily, 311. what a piece of work is, og9. ruins of the noblest, 85. what has been done by, 265. sadder and a wiser, 431. where lie dies for, 504. save the spirit of, 479. where lives the, that has not scan your brother, 386. tried, 450. scattered at the feet of, 425- who calleth, let the, 243. see me more, no, 72. who made a pun, 239. seven women hold of one, 562. who turnips cries, 322. shall cast his idols, 562. whole duty of, 56i. shall not live by bread alone, whose blood is warm within, 566. 35.

Page  699 Index. 699 Man, wise, is strong, 137. Many must labour for the one, 480. wished heaven had made her waters cannotquenchlove, 56r. such a, 125. yet how few, 473. with him was God or Devil, Many