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There taught us how to live; and (oh! too
high The prices for knowledge) taught us how to
die. d. TICKELL-On the Death of Addison.
Death is the crown of life; Were death denyed, poor man would live in
vain: Were death denyed, to live would not be life: Were death denyed, ev'n fools would wish to
die. 1. Young-Night Thoughts. Night III.
Line 523. Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow. Young - Night Thoughts. Night V.
was slain !
Line 212. Man makes a death which nature never made. Young-- Night Thoughts. Night IV.
Line 15. Men drop so fast, 'ere life's mid-stage we tread, Few know so many friends alive, as dead.
p. Young -- Home of Fame. Line 97. The chamber where the good man meets his
fate, Is privileged beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven. 9. Young--Night Thoughts. Night II.
Line 633. The knell, the shroud, the mattock and the
grave, The deep damp vault, the darkness and the
For I know that Death is a guest divine,
last. g. WILLIAM WINTER— Orgia. The Song
of a Ruined Man.
He lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. h. WOLFE-— Monody on the Death of Sir
If I had thought thou couldst have died,
I might not weep for thee; But I forgot, when by thy side,
That thou couldst mortal be; It never through my mind had pass’d,
That time would e'er be o'er-When I on thee should look my last,
And thou shouldst smile no more. i. WOLFE- The Death of Mary.
BYRON--Giaour. Line 100.
Line 1. Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay; Princes and Lords may flourish, or may
fadeA breath can make them, as a breath has
madeBut a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroy'd can never be supplied.
GOLDSMITH – Deserted Village. Line 51. History fades into fable; fact becomes clouded with oubt and controversy; the inscription moulders from the tablet: the statue falls from the pedestal. Columns, arches, pyramids, what are they but heaps of sand; and their epitaphs, but characters written in the dust? IRVING- The Sketch Book. Westminster
Her first deceased; she for a little tried To live without him, liked it not, and died. j. WOTTON-On the Death of Sir Albert
A death-bed's a detector of heart. k. YOUNG-Night Thoughts. Night II.
There seems to be a constant decay of all our ideas; even of those which are struck deepest, and in minds the most retentive, so that if they be not sometimes renewed by rcpeated exercises of the senses, or reflection on those kinds of objects which at first occasioned them, the print wears out, and at last there remains notoing to be seen. LOCKE- Human Understanding.
B. II. Cli. I. Lips must fade and roses wither.
b. LOWELL-- The Token.
MOORE- National Airs.
In the sweetest bud The eating canker dwells. d. Two Gentlemen of Verona. Act I.
Sc. 1. The ripest fruit first falls, and so doth he; His time is spent.
Richard II. Act II. Sc. 1.
Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love,
Sc. 1. It is in vain to find fault with those arts of deceiving wherein men find pleasure to be deceived. g. LOCKE- Human Understanding.
Bk. III. Ch. I. All is not golde that outward shewith bright. LYDGATE- - On the Mutibility of Human
Affairs. All is not gold that glisteneth. MIDDLETON--A Fair Quarrel. Act V.
Sc. 1. Where more is meant than meets the ear.
t. MILTON-11 Penseroso. Line 120.
Worshippers Line 1018. Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu d I
said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead.
POPE- Prologue to the Satires. Line 1. O, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive.
SCOTT - Marmion. Canto VI, St. 17.
Line 821. I think not I am what I appear. h. BYRON - The Bride of Abydos.
Canto I. St. 12.
CHAUCER – Canterbury Tales.
Tale. Line 409.
Stamps God's own name upon a lie just made, To turn a penny in the way of trade.
j COWPER— Table Talk. Line 421. All is they say that glitters is not gold. k. DBYDEN --Hind and Panther.
All is confounded, all! Reproach and everlasting shame Sits mocking in our plumes.
y. Henry V. Act IV. Sc. 5. All that glisters is not gold.
Merchant of Venice. Act II. Sc. 7.
Goorge's Eylogs, Epitaphs, &c., 1563.
Merchant of Venice. Act I. Sc. 3. A quicksand of deceit.
bb. Henry VI. Pt. III. Act V. Sc. 4. Beguiles him, as the mournful crocodile With sorrow snares relenting passengers; Or as the snake, roll'd in a flowering bank, With shining checker'd slough, doth sting a
child, That, for the beauty, thinks it excellent.
Henry VI. Pt. II. Act III. Sc. 2.
Of all the evil spirits abroad at this hour in the world, insincerity is the most dangerous. I. Froude-Short Studies on Great
Subjects. Elucation. Nor all that glisters gold.
GRAY- Ona Favourite Cat. St. 7.
And for tricks that are vain,
And he that does one fault at first, And lies to hide it makes it two.
0. WATTS— Song XV.
Here we wander in illusions; Some blessed power deliver us from hence:
Comedy of Errors. Act IV. Sc. 3. His promises were, as he then was, mighty; But his performance, as he is now, nothing.
b. Henry VIII. Act IV. Sc. 2.
Led so grossly by this meddling priest, Dreading the curse that money may buy out. King John.
Act III. Sc. i. Make the Moor thank me, love me, and re
ward me, For making him egregiously an ass.
d. Othello. Act II. Sc. 1.
DECISION. Decide not rashly. The decision made Can never be recalled. The gods implore not, Plead not, solicit not; they only offer Choice and occasion, which onco being passed Return no more, Dost thou accept the gift? p. LONGFELLOW, Musque of Pandora. Toroor of Prometheus on Mount
There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good fellowship in thee.
g. Henry IV. Pt. II. Act I. Sc. 2. The world is still deceiv'd with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?
h. Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 2.
Who doth right deeds Is twice born, and who doeth ill deeds vile. t. EDWIN ARNOLD- Light of Asia.
Bk. VI. Line 78.
They fool me to the top of my bent. I will
come by and by. i. Hamiet. Act III. Sc. 2.
Deeds, not words.
Progress. Act III. Sc. 1. Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.
GEORGE ELIOT- Adam Bede. Ch. XIX.
Thus much of this, will make Black, white; foul, fair; wrong, right; Base, noble; old, young; coward, valiant. Ha, you gods! why this ?
I. Timon of Athens. Act IV. Sc. 3.
Why, I can smile, and murther whiles I
smile; And cry, content to that which grieves my
heart; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
k. Henry VI. Pt. III. Act III. Sc. 2. With one auspicious, and one dropping eye; With mirth in funeral, and with dirge in
marriage, In equal scale weighing delight and dole.
1. Hamlet. Act I. Sc. 2.
Things of to-day? Deeds which are harvest for Eternity!
EBENEZER ELLIOTT-Hymn. Line 22. We are our own fates. Our own deeds Are our doomsmen. Man's life was inade Not for men's creeds, But men's actions. OWEN MEREDITH-Lucile. Pt. II.
Canto V. St. 8.
I on the other side Us'd no nmbition to commend my deeds, The deeds themselves, though mute, spoke
loud the doer. y. MULTON-Samson Agonistes. Line 246.
You do the deeds, And your ungodly deeds find me the words. Multon's Trans. of Sophocles. Electra.
Line 624. The deed I intend is great, But what, as yet, I know not. SANDY's Trans. of Ovid's
From lowest place when virtuous things pro
ceed, The place is dignified by the doer's deed: Where great additions swell, and virtue
none, It is a dropsied honour; good alone Is good without a name. b. All's Well That Ends Well. Act II.
Sc. 3. Go in, and cheer the town; we'll forth, and
fight; Do deeds worth praise, and tell you them at
Troilus and Cressida. Act V. Sc. 3.
Their tables were stor'd full, to glad the
sight, And not so much to feed on, as delight; All poverty was scorn'd, and pride so great, The name of help grew odious to repeat.
Pericles. Act I. Sc. 4. A voice of greeting from the wind was sent; The mists enfolded me with soft white
arms; The birds did sing to lap me in content,
The rivers wove their charms,And every little daisy in the grass Did look up in my face, and smile to see me
STODDARD— Hymn to the Beautiful.
DESIRE. “Man wants but little here below
Nor wants that little long,". 'Tis not with me exactly so;
But 'tis so in the song.
Would muster many a score;
I still should long for more.
Man. Every wish Is like a prayer--with God. 9. E. B. BROWNING-Aurora Leigh.
Bk. II. The impatient Wish, that never feels repose, Desire, that with perpetual current flows; The fluctuating pangs, of Hope and Fear, Joy distant still, and Sorrow ever near. r. FALCONER- The Shipwreck. Canto I.
Line 493. Oh! could I throw aside these earthly bands That tie me down where wretched mortals
sighTo join blest spirits in celestial lands! PETRARCH— To Laura in Death.
DELIGHT. I am convinced that we have a degree of delight, and that no small one, in the real misfortunes and pains of others. i. BURKE-- The Sublime and Beautiful.
Pt. I. Sec. 14. In this fool's paradise he drank delight. j. CRABBE- The Borough Payers.
Letter XII. These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die; like fire and pow
der, Which, as they kiss, consume.
k. Romeo and Juliet. Act II. Sc. 6. Why, all delights are vain; and that most
vain, Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit
pain. I. Love's Labour's Lost. Act I. So. 1.
Man delights not me, neither, though, by your smiling, you seem
Lacking my love, I go from place to place, Like a young fawn that late hath lost the
hind, And seek each where where last I saw her
face, Whose image yet I carry fresh in mind.
to say so.
Hamlet. Act II. Sc. 2.
Save me from folly, vanity and vice,
What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on
the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's
page, And be alone on earth, as I am now. h. BYRON - Childe Harold. Canto II.
St. 98. No soul is desolate as long as there is a human being for whom it can feel trust and reverence.
i. GEORGE ELIOT- Romola. Ch. XLIV.
A happier lot were mine, If I must lose thee, to go down to earth, For I shall have no hope when thou art
gone, Nothing but sorrow. Father have I none, And no dear mother. o. Bryant's Homer's Iliad. Bk. VI.
Line 530. Hark! to the hurried question of Despair: Where is my child?”.
'-an echo answers
Canto II. St. 27. No longer I follow a sound,
No longer a dream I pursue; O happiness not to be found,
Unattainable treasure, Adieu!
9. COWPER --Song on Peace. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
1. DANTE - lleil. Canto III. Line 9.
To tell men that they cannot help them. selves is to fling them into recklessness and despair. FROUDE-Short Studies on Great
Subjects. Calvinism. There's no dew left on the daisies and clorer. There's no rain left in heaven. 1. JEAN INGELOW--Song of Seven. Sever
Times On. Abashed the Devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is, and saw Virtue in her own shape how lovely; saw And pined his loss. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. I.
Farewell happy fields, Where joy forever dwells: Hail horrors! hail. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. IV.
Line 249. How gladly would I meet Mortality my sentence, and be earth Insensible! how glad would lay me down As in my mother's lap! MILTON - Paradise Lost. Bk. X.
Line 775. In the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. IV.
No one is so accursed by fate,
But some heart, though unknown,
k. Antony and Cleopatra. Act V. Sc. 2.
There is no creature loves me;
I. Richard III. Act V. Sc. 3.