The Retort Courteous; the Quip Modest; the Reply Churlish; the Reproof Valiant; the Counter check Quarrelsome; the Lie with Circumstance; the Lie Direct. w. As You Like It. Act V. Sc. 4. Thou! why thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair more, or a hair less, in his beard than thou hast. Thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having no other reason, but because thou hast hazel eyes. x. Romeo and Juliet. Act III. Sc. 1. Nature hath meal and bran, contempt and grace. h. Cymbeline. Act IV. Sc. 2. Those that are good manners at the court are as ridiculous in the country, as the behaviour of the country is most mockable at the court. i. As You Like It. Act III. Sc. 2. The little may contrast with the great, in painting, but cannot be said to be contrary to it. Oppositions of colors contrast; but there are also colors contrary to each other, that is, which produce an ill effect because they shock the eye when brought very near it. j. VOLTAIRE--Essay. Contrast. CONVERSATION. Method is not less requisite in ordinary conversation than in writing, providing a man would talk to make himself understood. k. ADDISON--The Spectator. No. 476. When with greatest art he spoke, 1. BUTLER-Hudibras. Pt. I. Canto I. Line 89. This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, Drenching yon secret Ethiopian dells, On Atlas, fields of moist snow half depend. 0. SHELLEY-Sonnet. To the Nile. In the four quarters of the globe, who reads an American book? or goes to an American play? or looks at an American picture or statue? p. SYDNEY SMITH-Review on Seybert's Annals of the United States. Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the waves; Britons never shall be slaves. THOMPSON-Alfred. Act II. Sc. 5. COUNTRY LIFE. God Almighty first planted a garden. S. COWPER-The Task. Bk. I. Line 181. I hate the countrie's dirt and manners, yet I love the silence; I embrace the wit A courtship, flowing here in full tide. But loathe the expence, the vanity, and pride. No place each way is happy. t. WILLIAM HABINGTON-Tomy Noblest Friend, I. C., Esquire. To one who has been long in city pent, 'Tis very sweet to look into the fair And open face of heaven, -to breathe a |