Power exercised with violence has seldom been of long duration, but temper and mod. eration generally produce permanence in all things. i. SENECA. The most imperious masters over their own servants are at the same time the most abject slaves to the servants of other masters. J. SENECA. Bleed, bleed, poor country! ke. díacbeth, Act IV. Sc. 3. The old human fiends, With one foot in the grave, with dim eyes, strange To tears save drops of dotage, with long white And scanty hairs, and shaking hands, and heads As palsied as their hearts are hard, they council, Cabal, and put men's lives out, as if life Were no more than the feelings long extin guish'd In their accursed bosoms. a. BYRON—The Two Foscari. Act II. Sc. 1. Think'st thon there is no tyranny but that Of blood and chains? The despotism of viceThe weakness and the wickedness of luxuryThe negligence-the apathy--the evils Of sensual sloth-produce ten thousand tyrants, Whose delegated cruelty surpasses The worst acts of one energetic master, However harsh and hard in his own bearing. b. BYRON-Sardanapalus. Act I. Sc. 2. Tyranny is far the worst of treasons. Dost thou deem Nono rebels except subjects? The prince who Neglects or violates his trust is more A brigand than the robber-chief. c. BYRON—The Trco Foscari. Act II. Sc. 1. What Are a few drops of human blood?_'tis false, The blood of tyrants is not human; they Like to incarnate Molochs, feed on ours, Until 'tis time to give them to the tombs Which they have made so populous.-Oh world! Oh men! what are ye, and our best designs, That we must work by crime to punish crime? d. BYRON— Marino Faliero. Act IV. For what is he they follow? truly gentlemen, lish'd; One that made means to come by what he hath, And slaughter'd those that were the means to help him; A base foul stone, made precious by the foil Of England's chair, where he is falsely set; One that hath ever been God's enemy. I. Richard III. Act V. Sc. 3. O mighty father of the gods! when once dire lust, dyed with raging poison, has fired their minds, vouchsafe to punish cruel tyrants in no other way than this, that they see virtue and pine away at having forsaken her. h. PERSIUS. Sith 'twas my fault to give the people scope, 'Twould be my tyranny to strike and gall them For what I bid them do. s. Measure for Measure. Act IV. Sc. 1. UNBELIEF. Two souls with but a single thought, Two hearts that beat as one. Man's Unhappiness, as I construe, comes 1. MARIA LOVELL— Translation of of his Greatness; it is because there is an Ingomar the Barbarian." Act II. Infinite in him, which with all his cunning, he cannot quite bury under the Finite. Then none was for a party; e. CARLYLE-Sartor Resartus. Bk. II. Then all were for the state; Ch. IX. Then the great man helped the poor, And the poor man loved the great: The fearful unbelief is unbelief in yourself. Then lands were fairly portioned; f. CARLYLE-Sartor Resartus. Bk. II. Then spoils were fairly sold: Ch. VII. The Romans were like brothers In the brave days of old. There is no strength in unbelief. Even 0. MACAULAY— Lays of Ancient Rome. the unbelief of what is false is no source of Horatius. St. 32. might. It is the truth shining from behind that gives the strength to disbelieve, The union of lakes-the union of lands9. GEORGE MacDONALD- The Marquis of The union of States none can sever- And the flag of our Union for ever! GEORGE P. MORRIS--The Flag of our h. MILTON— Comus. Line 519. Union. Better had they ne'er been born, So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, Who read to doubt, or read to scorn. But yet a union in partition; i. Scott— The Monastery. Ch. XII. Two lovely berries moulded on one stem: So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart; More strange than true. I never may be Two of the first, like coats in heraldry, lieve Due but to one, and crowned with one crest. These antique fables, nor these fairy toys. Q. Midsummer Night's Dream. Act III. ). Midsummer Night's Dream. Act v. Sc. 2. UNKINDNESS, As "unkindness has no remedy at law,” By uniting we stand, by dividing we fall. let its avoidance be with you a point of k. John DICKINSON — The Liberty Song. honor. 1. Hosea BALLOU— MSS. Sermons. Our two lives grew like two buds that kiss Unkind language is sure to produce the At lightest thrill from the bee's swinging | fruits of unkindness,--that is, suffering in chime, the bosom of others. Because the one so near the other is. s. BENTHAM. 1. GEORGE ELIOT-- Brother and Sister. Pt. I. St. 1. Hard Unkindness' alter'd eye, That mocks the tear it forced to flow. Our Union is river, lake, ocean, and sky: t. Gray--Eton College. St. 8. Man breaks not the medal, when God cuts : Unkindness may do much; the die! Though darkened with sulphur, though And his unknindness may defeat my life, cloven with steel, But never taint my love. The blue arch will brighten, the waters will u. Othello. Act IV. Sc. 2. In nature there's no blemish but the mind; m. HOLMES—Brother Jonathan's Lament None can be call'd deform'd, but the unkind. for Sister Caroline, 1 v. Twelfth Night. Act III. Sc. 4 VALENTINE'S DAY. | Apollo has peeped through the shutter, And awaken'd the witty and fair; On paper curiously shaped The boarding-school belle's in a flutter, Scribblers to-day of every sort, The twopenny post's in despair; In verses Valentines y'clep'd, The breath of the morning is flinging To Venus chime their annual court. A magic on blossom and spray, I too will swell the motley throng, And cockneys and sparrows are singing And greet the all auspicious day, In chorus on Valentine's day. Whose privilege permits my song, h. PRÆD—14th of February. My love thus secret to convey. c. HENRY C. Bohn- MS.; Dictionary of Saint Valentine is past; Begin these wood-birds but to couple now? Sc. 1. Oft have I heard both youths and virgins To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day say, Birds choose their mates, and couple to this All in the morning betime, day; And I a maid at your window, But by t eir flight I never can devine To be your Valentine. When I shall couple with my valentine. j. Hamlet. Act IV. Sc. 5. d. HERRICK – Amatory Odes. 188. The fourteenth of February is a day sacred to St. Valentine! It was a very odd notion, No popular respect will I omit alluded to by Shakespeare, that on this day To do the honour on this happy day, birds begin to couple; hence, perhaps, arose When every loyal lover tasks his wit the custom of sending on this day letters His simple truth in studious rhymes to pay, containing professions of love and affection. And to his mistress dear his hopes convey. k. Noah WEBSTER. Rather than know it I would still outrun All calendars with Love's, whose date alway Now all Nature seem'd in love Thy bright eyes govern better than the sun, | And birds had drawn their Valentines. For with thy favour was my life begun: l. WOLTON. And still I reckon on from smiles to smiles, VALOR. And not by Summers, for I thrive on none But those thy cheerful countenance compiles. Deep vengeance is the daughter of deep Oh! if it be to choose and call thee mine silence. Love, thou art every day my Valentine! m. ALFIERI. e. Hoop-Sonnet. For the 14th of February. 1 Ofriends, be men, and let your hearts be strong, And let no warrior in the heat of fight Oh! cruel heart! ere these posthumous Do what may bring him shame in other's papers Have met thine eyes, I shall be out of eyes; For more of those who shrink from shame breath; are safe Those cruel eyes, like two funereal tapers, Than fall in battle, while with those who flee Have only lighted me the way to death. Perchance thou wilt extinguish them in Is neither glory nor reprieve from death. n. BRYANT's Homer's Iliad. Bk. V. vapours, Line 607. When I ain gone, and green grass covereth Thy lover, lost; but it will be in vain There is always safety in valor. It will not bring the vital spark again. 0. EMERSON— The “ Times." f. HOOD- A Valentine. Valor consists in the power of self-recovery. p. EMERSON- Essays. Circles. Hail to thy returning festival, old Bishop Valentine! Great is thy name in the rubric. In vain doth valour bleed, Like unto thee, assuredly, there is no other | While Avarice and Rapine share the land. mitred father in the calendar. 9. MULTON-Sonnet. To the Loril J. LAMB. General Fairfar. Countless the various species of mankind, Countless the shades which sep'rate mind from mind; No general object of desire is known, Each has his will, and each pursues his own. n. GIFFORD-- Perseus. Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, Covering the earth with odours, fruits, and flocks, Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable, But all to please and sate the curious taste ? 0. MILTON--Comus. Line 710. He's truly valiant, that can wisely suffer his wrongs His outsides; wear them like his raiment, carelessly: And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart, To bring it into danger. a. Timon of Athens. Act III. Sc. 5. Methought, he bore him in the thickest troop As doth a lion in a herd of neat: Or as a bear, encompass'd round with dogs; Who, having pinch'd a few, and made them cry, The rest stand all aloof, and bark at him. b. Henry VI. Pt. III. Act II. Sc. 1. Muster your wits: stand in your defence; Or hide ycur heads like cowards, and fly hence. C. Love's Labour's Lost. Act V. Sc. 2. What's bravewhat's noble, Let's do it after the bigh Roman fashion, And make death proud to take us. d. Antony and Cleopatra. Act IV. Sc. 13. When valour preys on reason, It eats the sword it fights with. e Antony and Cleopatra. Act III. Sc. 2. VANITY. Vanity is as ill at ease under indifference as tenderness is under the love which it cannot return. f. GEORGE ELIOT-Daniel Deronda. Bk. I. Ch. XI. Those who live on vanity must not unreasonably expect to die of mortification. 9. Mrs. ELLIS- Pictures of Private Life. Second Series. The Pains of Pleasing. Ch. III. What is your sex's earliest, latest care, Your heart's supreme ambition? To be fair. h. LORD LYTTLETON- Advice to a Lady. Not a vanity is given in vain. i. POPE- Essay on Man. Ep. II. Line 290. Light vanity, insatiate cormorant, Consuming means, soon preys upon itself. j. Richard II. Act II. Sc. 1. Where doth the world thrust forth a vanity That is not quickly buzz'd into his ears? le. Richard II. Act II. Sc. 1. The groves of Eden, vanish'd now so long, Live in description, and look green in song: These, were my breast inspir'd with equal flame, Like them in beauty, should be like in fame. Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain, Here earth and water seem to strive agaid; 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. p. PopE-- Windsor Forest. Line 13. VARIETY. Line 606. flow; In books and love, the mind one end pur sues, And only change the expiring flame renews. m. Gay--Epistles. VICE. Cure. Act III. Sc. 1. Vice itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness. u. BURKE- Reflections on the Revolution in France. To sanction Vice, and hunt Decorum down. u. BYRON- English Bards. Line 615. Lash the vice and follies of the age. Self conquest is the greatest of victories. a. SUSANNAH CENTLIVRE-- Prologue to the p. PLATO. Vaid Bewitched. We conquer'd France, but felt our Captive's Ne'er blush'd unless in spreading vice's charms; snares, Her Arts victorious triumph'd o'er our Arms. She blunder'd on some virtue unawares. q. POPE--Second Book of Horace. Ep. I. b. CHURCHILL-- The Rosciad. Line 137.1 Line 263. Vice stings us, even in our pleasures, but Hail to the Chief who in triumph advances. virtue consoles us, even in our pains. 7. SCOTT- Lady of the Lake. Canto II. C. C. C. COLTON--Lacon. St. 19. The heart resolves this matter in a trice, With dying hand, above his head, "Men only feel the Smart, but not the Vice." | He shook the fragment of his blade, d. POPE-Second Book of Horace. Ep. II. And shouted “Victory! Line 216. Charge, Chester, charge ! on, Stanley, on!" Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, Were the last words of Marmion. As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; 8. SCOTT--Marmion. Canto VI. St. 32. Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace. A victory is twice itself when the achiever e. POPE- Essay on Man, Ep. II. brings home full numbers. Line 217. t Much Ado About Nothing. Act I. Sc. 1. We do not despise all those who have Vices, I came, saw, and overcame. but we despise all those who have not a u. Henry IV. Pt. II. Act IV. Sc. 3. single Virtue. ROCHEFOUCAULD. Thus far our fortune keeps an upward course, Why is there no man who confesses his And we are grac'd with wreaths of victory. Vices? It is because he has not yet laid v. Henry VI. Pt. III. Act V. Sc. 3. them aside. It is a waking man only who can tell his dreams. To whom God will, there be the victory. g. SENECA. w. Henry V1. Pt. III. Act II. Sc. 5. 0, dishonest wretch! Wilt thon be made a man out of my vice? With the losers let it sympathize; h. Measure for Measure. Act III. Sc. 1. | For nothing can seem foul to those that win. a. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act V. Sc. 1, There is no vice so simple, but assumes Some mark of virtue on his outward parts. “But what good came of it at last ?" i. Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 2. Quoth little Peterkin. Vice repeated is like the wand'ring wind, “Why, that I cannot tell,” said he; Blows dust in others' eyes, to spread itself. “But 'twas a famous victory." J. Pericles. Act I. Sc. 1. y. SOUTHEY-- Battle of Blenheim. j. fix, VICTORY. VILLAINY. | Calm, thinking villains, whom no faith could k. BYRON-Childe Harold. Canto III. 1 Of crooked counsels, and dark politics. St. 45. 2. POPE-- Temple of Fame. Line 410. And though mine arms should conquer twenty worlds, And thus I clothe my naked villainy There's a lean fellow beats all conquerors. With odd old ends, stol'n forth of holy writ Thos. DEKKER-- Old Fortunatus. And seem a saint when most I play the devil Then all shall be set right, and the man aa. Richard III. Act I. Sc. 3. shall have his mare again. O villainy!-How? Let the door be lock'd; m. DRYDEN - Love Triumphant. Act III. Treachery! seek it out. Sc. 2. bb. Hamlet. Act V. Peace with her victories No less renown'd than War. The learned pate N. MILTON-Sonnet. To the Lord General | Ducks to the golden fool: All is oblique; Cromwell. There's nothing level in our cursed natures, But direct villainy. cc. Timon of Athens. Act IV. Sc. 3. By force, hath overcome but half his foe. 0. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. I. Villain and he be many miles away. Line 648. | dd. Romeo and Juliet. Act III. Sc. 5. |