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Late, late, so late! but we can enter still.
Too late, too late! ye cannot enter now.
TENNYSON - Idyls of the king,

Guinevere. Line 169.

The fear that kills; And hope that is unwilling to be fed. WORDSWORIH--Resolution and

Independence. When pain can't bless, heaven quits us in

YOUNG--Night thoughts. Night IX.

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I would, that I were low laid in my grave;
I am not worth this coil that's made for me.
King John, Act II. Sc. 1.

Let me have
A dram of poison; such soon-speeding gear,
As will disperse itself through all the veins,
That the life-weary taker may fall dead;
And that the trunk may be discharg'd of

breath As violently, as hasty powder fir'd Doth hurry from the fatal cannon's womb.

k. Romeo and Juliet, Act V. Sc. 1.


No living man can send me to the shades Before my time; no man of woman born, Coward or brave, can shun his destiny.

BRYANT's Horner's Iliad. Bk. VI.

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Art and power will go on as they have done, --will make day out of night, time out of space, and space out of time. b. EMERSON – Society and Solitude.

Work and Days. Take life too seriously, and what is it worth? If the morning wake us to no new joys, if the evening bring us not the hope of new pleasures, is it worth while to dress and undress? Does the sun shine on me to-day that I may reflect on yesterday? That I may endeavour to foresee and to control what can neither be foreseen nor controlled-the destiny of to-morrow? C. GOETHE-Egmont. (Leices' Life of

Goethe.) That each thing, both in small and in great, fulfilleth the task which destiny hath set down. d.

Man proposes, but God disposes.
Thomas A. KEMPIS -- Imitation of

Christ. Bk. I. Ch. XIX.
What a glorious thing human life is,
and how glorious man's destiny.
L. LONGFELLOW-Hyperion. Bk. XI.

Ch. VI. The future works out great men’s destinies; The present is enough for common souls, Who, never looking forward, are indeed Mere clay wherein the footprints of their age Are petrified forever.

g. LOWELL-- Act for Truth. We are but as the instrument of Heaven. Our work is not design, but destiny. h. OWEN MEREDITH-- Clytemnestra.

Pt. XIX.

The irrevocable Hand That opes the year's fair gate, doth ope and

shut The portals of our earthly destinies; We walk through blinfold, and the noiseless

doors Close after us, forever.

i. D. M. MULOCK--April.

A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king; and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. j. Hamlet. Act IV. Sc. 3.

For it is a knell That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.

k. Macbeth. Act II. Sc. 1. Here burns my candle out, ay, here it dies, Which, whiles it lasted, gave king Henry

light. 1. Henry VI. Pt. II. Act II. So.

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Into the wild abyss, the wary Fiend Stood on the brink of hell, and look'd awhile, Pond'ring his voyage. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. II.

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Satan exalted sat, by merit raised
To that bad eminence.
b. MILTON— Paradise Lost. Bk. II.

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Satan; so call him now, his former name
Is heard no more in heaven.
MILTON--Paradise Lost. Bk. V.

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Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it. LONGFELLOW– Hyperion. Bk. III.

Ch. VII. Stars of morning, dew-drops, which the sun Impearls on every leaf and every flower. P. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. V.

Line 746. The dew-drops in the breeze of morn, Trembling and sparkling on the thorn, Falls to the ground, escapes the eye, Yet mounts on sunbeams to the sky. 9. MONTGOMERY-A Recollection of

Mary F. I must go seek some dew-drops here, And hang a pearl in evory cowslip's ear. Midsummer Night's Dream. Act II.

So. 1. And every dew-drop paints a bow. TENNYSON

In Memoriam. Pt. CXXI.

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The Devil was sick, the Devil a monk would

be; The Devil was well, the Devil a monk was he. d. RABELAIS— Works. Bk, IV. Ch. XXIV. Let me say amen betimes, lest the devil cross my prayers.

Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 1.



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The dignity of truth is lost With much protesting.

t. BEN JONSON-- Catiline. Act III. Sc. 2, Virtue, I grant you, is an empty boast; But shall the Dignity of Vice be lost? POPE- Epilogue to Satires. Dialogue I.

Line 113. Clay and clay differs in dignity, Whose dust is both alike.

Cymbeline. Act IV. So. 2.

Let none presume. To wear an undeserved dignity.

Merchant of Venice. Act II. Sc. 9.

The prince of darkness is a gentleman. ኢ h. King Lear. Act III. Sc. 4.

What, man! defy the devil: consider, he's an enemy to mankind.

i. Twelfth Night. Act III. Sc. 4.

DEW-DROP. The dewdrop slips into the shining sea! j. EDWIN ARNOLD— Light of Asia.

Bk. VIII. Last Line. Dewdrops, Nature's tears which she Sheds in her own breast for the fair which

die. The sun insists on gladness; but at night When he is gone, poor Nature loves to weep. k. BAILEY-Festus. Sc. Water and Wood.


The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men,

Gang aft a-gley,
And leave us nought but grief and pain,

For promised joy.

BURNS--To a Mouse, St. 7.
From reveries so airy, from the toil
Of dropping buckets into empty wells,
And growing old in drawing nothing up!
COWPER-- The Task. Bk. III.

Line 188. He pass'd the flaming bounds of space and

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.

GRAY— The Progress of Poesy. III. 2.
Howe'er we trust to mortal things,
Each hath its pair of folded wings;
Though long their terrors rest unspread,
Their fatal plumes are never shed;
At last, at last, they stretch in flight,
And blot the day and blast the night!
HOLMES ---Songs of Many Seasons.

After the Fire.

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No great thought, no great object, satisfies the mind at first view--hor at the last. i. ABEL STEVENS-- Madame de Staël.


Oh! ever thus, from childhood's hour,

I've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower,

But 'twas the first to fade away.
I never nursed a dear gazelle,

To glad me with its soft black eye,
But when it came to know me well,
And love me, it was sure to die,
MOORE--Lalla Rookh. The Fire

Worshippers. Line 278. A friend should bear his friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.

b. Julius Cæsar. Act IV. Sc. 3.


We love in others what we lack ourselves, and would be everything but what we are.

). STODDARD--- Arcadian Idyl. Line 30. Poor in abundance, famish'd at a feast. k. Young--Night Thoughts. Night VII.

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But earthly happier is the rose distillid, Than that, which, with'ring on the virgin

thorn, Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness. d. Midsummer Night's Dream. Act I.

Sc. 1. 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 waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with feare and sor

DISCRETION. Discretion, the best part of valour. 1. BEAUMONT and FLETCHER-A King

and no King. Act IV. Sc. 3. A sound discretion is not so much indi. cated by never making a mistake, as by never repeating it. BOVEE--Summaries of Thought.

Discretion. Covering discretion with a coat of folly.

Henry V. Act II. Sc. 4. For 'tis not good that children should know any wickedness: old folks, you know, have discretion, as they say, and know the world. Merry Wives of Windsor. Act II.

Sc, 2. I bave seen the day of wrong through the little hole of discretion. p.

Love's Labour's Lost. Act V. Sc. 2. Let's teach ourselves that honourable stop, Not to out-sport discretion.

9. Othello. Act II. Sc. 3.

Let your own discretion be your tutor: suit the action to the word, the word to the action.

Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 2. The better part of valor is discretion; in the which better part I have saved my life.

Henry IV. Pt. I. Act V. Sc. 4.

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Fret not, my friend, and peevish say,

Your loss is worse than common,
For “gold makes wings, and flies away,"
And time will wait for no man.
f. ERSKINE-- To one who was Grieving

for the Loss of his Watch. 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. 9. MOORE-- The Blue Stocking.

O how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes'

favors! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire

to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and tears than wars or woman

have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.

h. Henry VIII. Act III. Sc. 2.


DISEASE. That dire disease, whose ruthless power Withers the beauty's transient flower. t. GOLDSMITH - Double Transformation.

Line 75. Just disease to luxury succeeds, And ev'ry death its own avenger breeds. POPE- Essay on Man. Ep. III.

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I'll forbear; And am fallen out with my more lieаdio:

To take the indispos'd and sickly fit
For the sound man.

King Lear. Act II. Sc. 4.
O, he's a limb, that has but a disease;
Mortal, to cut it off; to cnre it easy.

Coriolanus. Act III. Sc. 1.





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Therefore, the moon, the governess of foods,
Pale in her anger, washes all the air,
That rheumatic diseases do abound.
Midsummer Night's Dream. Act II.

Sc, 2. This apoplexy is, as I take it, a kind of lethargy, an't please your lordship; a kind of sleeping in the blood, a'whoreson tingling. b. Henry IV. Pt. II. Act I, Sc. 2.

This sickness doth infect The very life-blood of our enterprise.

Henry IP. Pt. I. Act IŴ. Sc. 1. So when a raging fever burns, We shift from side to side by turns, And ’tis a poor relief we gain To change the place, but keep the pain. d. WATTS-Hymns and Spiritual Songs.

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Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell,
Civil dissension is a viperous worm,
That gnaws the bowels of the common.

Henry VI.

Pt. I. Act. III. Sc. 1.
If they perceive dissension in our looks,
And that within ourselves we disagree,
How will their grudging stomac:s be pro-

voked To wilful disobedience and rebel?

Henry VI. Pt. I. Act. IV. Sc. 1. Now join your hands, and with your hands

your hearts, That no dissension hinder government. Henry VI. Pt. III. Act IV. Sc. 6.

DISTRUST. Self-distrust is the cause of most of our failures. In the assurance of strength there is strength, and they are the weakest, lowever strong, who have no faith in themselves or their powers. p. BOVEE--Summaries of Thought.

Self-Reliance. What loneliness is more lonely tan distrust? 9 GEORGE ELIOT- Middlemarch. Bk. V.

Ch. XLIV. A certain amount of distrust wholesome, but not so much of others as of ourselves; neither vanity nor conceit can exist in the Sune atmosphere with it.

Three things a wise man will not trust,
The wind, the sunshine of an April day,
And woman's plighted faith.
SOUTHEY - Madoc in Azthan.

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DISGRACE. The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enterprise, is gone. BURKE- Reflection on the Revolution

in France. Come, Death, and snatch me from disgrace. f. BULWER-LYTTON -- Richelieu. Act IV.

Sc. 1. And wilt thou still be hammering treachery, To tumble down thy husband and thyself, From top of honour to disgrace's feet? 9. Henry VI. Pt. II. Act I. Sc. 2.


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DISSENSION. Doubt and Discord step 'twixt thine and

thee. h. BYRON— The Prophecy of Dante.

Canto II. Line 140. In every age and clime we see, Two of a trade can ne'er agree. i. GAY-- Fable. Rat Catcher and Cats.

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An old affront will stir the heart
Through years of rankling pain.
JEAN INGELOW-- Pcems. Strife and

Peace. .

Bitter waxed the fray; Brother with brother spake no word

When they met in the way. k. JEAN INGELOW--Poems. Strife and

Peace. Alas! how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love! Hearts that the world in vair had tried, And sorrow but moro closely tied; That stood the storm when waves were

rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off. MOORE -- Lalla Rookh. The Light of

the Harem.

For his religion, it was fit
To match his learning and his wit;

'Twas Presbyterian true blue;
For he was of that stubborn crew
Of errant saints, whom all men grant
To be the true Church Militant;
Such as do build their faith upon
The boly text of pike and gun;

Decide all controversies by

Infallible artillery; And prove their doctrine orthodox, By apostolic blows and knocks. t. BUTLER--Hudibras. Pt. I. Canto I.

Line 189. "Get Money, Money still! And then let virtue follow, if she will." This, this the saving doctrine, preach'd to

all, From low St. James' up to high St. Paul. POPE--First Book of Horace. Ep. I.

Line 79. Live to explain thy doctrine by thy life. PRIOR- To Dr. Sherlock.

On his Practical Discourse Concerning



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