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And though authority be a stubborn bear, yet

he is oft led by the nose with gold.

A Winter's Tale. Act IV. Sec. 3.
There is no fettering of authority.
p.
All's Well that Ends Well. Act II.

Sc. 4.
Those he commands, move only in command,
Nothing in love: now does he feel the title
Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe
Upon a dwarfish thief.
9.

Macbeth. Act V. Sc. 2. Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a bes

gar. And the creature run from the cur: There, There, thou might'st behold the great image

of authority; A dog's obey'd in office.

kiny Lear. Act IV. Sc. 6. Thus can the demi-god, Authority Make us pay down for our offense by weight.

Measure for Measure. Act I. Sc. 3. Keep cool and you command everybody.

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Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gute sings.

And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs

(n chalic'd flowers that lies ; And winking Mary-buds begin

To ope their golden eyes ;
With every thing that pretty bin :
My lady sweet, arise ;

Arise, arise. g. Cymbeline. Act II. Sc. 3. Song. The wolves have prey'd : and look, the gentle

day, Before the wheels of Phæbus, round about, Dapples the drowsy east with spots of gray. h. Much Ado About Nothing Act V.

So. 3.

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At last, the golden orientall gate
Of greatest heaven gan to open fayre,
And Phæbus, fresh as brydegroome to his

mate,
Came dauncing forth, shaking his crawie

hyre; And huri'i his glistering beams through

gloomy ayre. i. SPENSER-- Færie Queene. Ch. V. St. 2.

AVARICE.
So for a good old gentlemanly vice,
I think I must take up with avarice.

Byron - Don Juan. Canto I. St. 216. Hoards after hoards his rising raptures fill ; Yet still he sighs, for hoards are wanting

still.

GOLDSMITH-The Traveller.
The unsunn'd heaps
Of miser's treasures.

MILTON--Comus. Line 398.
He sat among his bags, and, with a look
Which hell might be ashamed of, drove the

poor Away unalmsed; and midst abundance

diedSorest of evils |--died of utter want. POLLOK - Course of Time. Bk. III.

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Anrora doth with gold adorn The ever beauteous eyelids of the morn. j. ROGER WALCOTT- A Brief Account

of the Agency of the Hon.

John Winthrop.

AVARICE.

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Be niggards of advice on no pretense;
For the worst avarice is that of sense.

POPE- Essay on Criticism. Line 578. 'Tis strange the miser should his cares em

ploy To gain those riches he can ne'er enjoy; Is it less strange the prodigal should waste His wealth to purchase what he ne'er can

taste? b. POPE- Moral Essays. Ep. IV.

Line 1. Decrepit miser; base, ignoble wretch; I am descended of a gentler blood. c. Henry VI. Pt. I. Act V. Sc. 4.

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In my most ill-compos'd affection, such
A stanchless avarice, that, were I king,
I should cut off the nobles for their lands.

d. Macbeth. Act IV. Sc. 3. There is thy gold ; worse poison to men's

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

This avarice Strikes deeper, grows with more pernicious

root.

Macbeth. Act IV. Sc. 3. Poverty is in want of much, but avarice of everything. g.

PUBLIUS SYRUS.

B.

BALLADS. Thespis, the first professor of our art, At country wakes sung ballads from a cart.

h. DRYDEN-Prologue to Lee's Sophonisba. 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. in ANDREW FLETCHER— Letter tothe Marquis

of Montrose, the Earl of Rothes. I have a passion for ballads. They are the gypsy-children of song, born under green hedgerows, in the leafy lanes and by-paths of literature,—in the genial Summer-time. 3. LONGFELLOW-Hyperion. Bk.II. Ch. II. I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew! Than one of these same meter ballad-mongers. k.

Henry IV. Pt. I. Act III. Sc. 1. I love a ballad but even too well; if it be doleful matter, merrily set down, or a very pleasant thing indeed, and sung lamentably. 1.

Winter's Tale. Act IV. Sc. 3.

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?
p. BYRON- The Bride of Abydos. Canto I.

St. 6. We do love beauty at first sight; and we do cease to love it, if it is not accompanied by amiable qualities.

9. LYDIA MARIA CHILD— Beauty. A delusion, a mockery, and a snare. LORD DENMAN-O'Connell. The Queen.

Clark and Finnelly.
old as I am, for ladies' love unfit,
The power of beauty I remember yet,
Which once inflam'd my soul, and still

inspires my wit.
DRYDEN --- Cymon and Iphigenia.

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There's nothing that allays an angry mind
So 8oon as a sweet beauty.
BEAUMONT and FLETCHER— The Elder

Brother. Act. III. Sc. 5.

'Tis impious pleasure to delight in harm, And beauty should be kind as well as charm. Geo. GRANVILLE (Lord Lansdowne)--

To Myra. Line 21. Beauty was lent to nature as the type Of heaven's unspeakable and holy joy, Where all perfection makes the sum of bliss. S. J. HALE- Beauty. In Dict. of Poetical

Quotations. Cheeks like the mountain-pink that grows Among white-headed majesties.

JEAN INGELOW— Reflections. PL. IL

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The beauty that addresses itself to the eyes is only the spell of the moment; the eye of the body is not always that of the soul. 0. GEORGES SAND-Handsome Laurence.

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What as Beauty here is won We shall as Truth in some hereafter know.

P. SCHILLER-- The Artists. St. 5.

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A thing of beauty is a joy for ever;
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet

breathing

KEATS--Endymion. Bk. I. Line 1. Beauty is truth, truth beauty.

b. KEATS --Que on a Grecian Urn. 'Tis beauty calls, and glory shows the way. NATHANIEL LEE- Alexander the Great.

Act IV. Sc. 2. Beautiful in form and feature,

Lovely as the day,
Can there be so fair a creature

Formed of common clay?
d. LONGFELLOW- Masque of Pandora.

The Workshop of llephaestus.

Chorus of the Graces. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax,

Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. LONGFELLOW The Wreck of the

llesperus. St. 2. Beauty like wit, to judge should be shown; Both most are valued where they best are

known. f. LYTTLETON --Soliloquy of a Beauty.

Line 11. 0, thou art fairer than the evening air, Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars. g. MARLOWE-Faustus.

Beauty stands
In the admiration only of weak minds
Led captive; cease to admire, and all her

plumes Fall flat, and shrink into a trivial toy, At every sudden slighting quite abash'd. h. MILTON- Paradise Regained. Bk. II.

Line 220. Beauty, which, neither waking or asleep, Shot forth peculiar graces. i. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. V.

Line 14, Not more the rose, the queen of flowers, Outblushes all the bloom of bowers, Than she unrivall'd grace discloses The sweetest rose, where all are roses. j. MOORE - Odes of Anacreon.

Ode LXVI. To weave a garland for the rose, And think thus crown'd 'twould lovelier be, Were far less vain than to suppose That silks and gems add grace to thee. k. MOORE - Songs from the Greek

Anthology. To Weave a Garland. "Tis not a lip, or eye, we beauty call, But the joint force and full result of all, I. POPE- Essay. On Criticism. Pt. II.

Line 45. For when with beauty we can virtue join, We paint the semblance of a point divine.

PRIOR- To the Countess of Oxford.

Beauty comes, we scarce know how, as an emanation from sources deeper than itself. 9. SHAIRP-- Studies in Poetry and Philo.

sophy. Moral Motive Power. Beauty doth varnish age. Love's Labour's Lost. Act IV. Sc. 3.

Beauty is a witch,
Against whose charms faith melteth into

blood.
Much Ado About Nothing. Act II.

Sc. 1. Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye, Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's

tongues. t. Love's Labour's Lost. Act II. Sc. 1. Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good; A shining gloss that vadeth suddenly; A flower that dies when first it'gins to bud; A brittle glass that's broken presently;

A doubtful good, a gloss, a glass, a

flower,
Lost, vaded, broken, dead within an

hour.
And as goods lost are seld or never found,
As vaded gloss no rubbing will refresh,
As flowers dend lie wither'd on the ground,
As broken glass no cement can redress,

So beauty blemish'd once's forever lost, In spite of physic, painting, pain, and cost.

The Passionate Pilgrim. St. 13. Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. As You Like It. Act I. Sc. 3.

Beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.

Romeo and Juliet, Act V. Sc. 3. For her own person, It beggar'd all description. Antony and Cleopatra. Act II. Sc. 2.

Her benuty makes This vault a feasting presence full of light.

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I'll not shed her blood;
Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow,
And smooth as monumental alabaster,

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Of Nature's gifts thou may'st with lilies boast, And with the half-blown rose.

King John. Act III. Sc. 1. 0, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night, As a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear: Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!

b. Romeo and Juliet. Act I, Sc. 5. Say that she frown; I'll say she looks as clear As morning roses newly wash'd with dew.

Taming of the Shrew. Act II. Sc. 1. See where she comes, apparell'd like the

Spring. d. Pericles. Act. I. Sc. 1. There's nothing ill can dwellin such a temple: If the ill spirit lave so fair a house, Good things will strive to dwell with't.

Tempest. Act I. Sc. 2. 'Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white, Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on. f. Tucelfth Night. Act 1. Sc. 5.

I pray thee, O God, that I may be beautiful within. g.

SOCRATES. Her face so faire, as flesh it seemed not, But hevenly pourtraict of bright angels hew, Cleare as the skye withouten blame or blot, Through goodly mixture of complexion's dew. h. SPENSER--Faerie Queene. Canto III.

St. 22. Her face is like the milky way i' the sky, A meeting of gentle lights without a name. Sir John SUCKLING - Brennoralt.

Act III. She stood a sight to make an old man young. ). TENNYSON— The Gardener's Daughter.

Loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, But is, when unadoru'd, adorn'd the most. k. THOMSON- The Seasons. Autumn.

Line 204. Thoughtless of beauty, she was beauty's self. 1 THOMSON--The Seasons. Autumn.

Line 209. Beauty with a bloodless conquest, finds A welcome sov'reignty in rudest minds. WALLER--Upon His Majesty's

Repairing of St. Paul's. And beauty born of murmuring sound. WORDSWORTH -- Three Years she Grew

in Sun and Shouer. What's female beauty but an air divine Through which the mind's all-gentle graces

shine.
YOUNG-Satire VI. Line 151.

BEGGARS. Beggars should (must) be no choosers. BEAUMONT and FLETCHER-Scornful

Lady. Act V. Sc. 3. A beggar that is dumb, you know, May challenge double pity. t. Sir WALTER RALEIGH— The Silent

Lover. Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks.

Hamlet. Act II. Sc. I see, Sir, you are liberal in offers : You taught me first to beg; and now, me

thinks, You teach me how a beggar should be an

swer'd.

Merchant of Venice. Act IV. Sc. 1. Speak with me, pity me, open the door, A beggar begs that never begg'd before.

Richard II. Act V. Sc. 3. The old adage must be verified, That beggars mounted, run their horse to

death.

Henry VI. Pt. III. Act I. Sc. 4. Well, whiles I am a beggar, I will rail, And say,--there is no sin but to be rich; And being rich, my virtue then shall be, To say,--there is no vice but beggary.

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BELIEF. They that deny a God destroy man's nobility, for certainly man is of kin to the beasts by his body; and if he be not of kin to God by his spirit, he is a base and ignoble creature.

Bacon- Essays. Of Atheism.

O how far removed, Predestination! is thy foot from such As see not the First Cause entire: and ye, O mortal men! be wary how ye judge: For we, who see the Maker, know not yet The number of the chosen; and esteem Such scantiness of knowledge our delight: For all our good is, in that primal good, Concentrate; and God's will and ours are

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BED. In bed we laugh, in bed we cry, And born in bed, in bed we die; The near approach a bed may show Of human bliss to human woe. p. Isaac DE BENSERADE-- Translated by

Dr. Johnson.

DANTE- Vision of Paradise.

Canto XX. Line 122. You can and you can't, You will and you won't; You'll be damn'd if you do, You'll be damn'd if you don't. bl. LORENZO Dow -- Chain (Definition of

Calvinism).

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O thou, whose days are yet all spring,

Faith, blightel once is past retrieving; Experience is a dumb, dead thing;

The victory's in believing. d. LOWELL- 6-70

A man may be a heretic in the truth ; and if he believe things only because his pastor says so, or the assembly so determines, without knowing other reason, though his belief be true, yet the very truth he holds becomes his heresy.

NIILTON--Areopagitica. Shall I ask the brave soldier, who fights by

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In the cause of mankind, if our creeds

agree? f. MOORE-- Come Send Round the Wine.

For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight, 3.

His can't be wrong whose life is in the right. g. POPE - Essay on Man. Ep. III.

Line 305.

How sweet the tuneful bells' responsive peal! g. BOWLES— Fourteen Sonneis. Ostend.

On Hearing the Bells at Sea.
But just as he began to tell,
The auld kirk-hammer strak the bell,
Some wee short hour agont the twal,

Which raised us baith.
BURNS-Death and Dr. Hornbook.

St. 31.
That all-softening, overpowering knell,
The tocsin of the Soul-the dinner bell.

BYRON – Don Juan Canto V. St. 49. How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet. t. COWPER- The Task. Winter Walk at

Noon. Line 1. The church-going bell.

CowPER – Alexander Selkirk.
Wanwordy, crazy, dinsome thing,
As e'er was framed to jow or ring!
What gard them sic in steeple hing,

They ken themsel;
But weel wot I, they couldna bring

Waur sounds frae hell.

FERGUSSON-- To the Ton-Kirk Bell.
I call the Living-I mourn the Dead-
I break the Lightning.

Inscribed on the Great Bell of the

Minster of Schaffhausen - also on that of the Church of Art, near

Lucerne. The cheerful Sabbath bells, where ever

heard, Strike pleasant on the sense, most like the

voice Of one, who from the far-off bills proclaims Tidings of good to Zion.

LAMB--The Sabbath Bells. Line 1..

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If I am right thy grace impart,

Still in the right to stay;
If I am wrong, 0 teach my heart

To find that better way!

h. POPE- Universal Prayer. Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, But looks through nature up to nature's God.

i. POPE-- Essay on Man. Line 330. And when religious sects ran mad,

He held, in spite of all his learning,
That if a man's beliet is bad,

It will not be improved by burning.
J. PRAED-Poems of Life and Manners.

Pt. II. The Vicar. St. 9. "Orthodoxy, my Lord,” said Bishop Warburton, in a whisper, --"orthodoxy is my doxy, - heterodoxy is another man's doxy."

k. JOSEPH PRIESTLY-Nemoirs.

No one is so much alone in the universe as a denier of God. With an orphaned beart, which has lost the greatest of fathers, he stands mourning by the immeasurable corpse of nature, no longer moved or sustained by the Spirit of the universe, but growing in its grave; and he mourns, until he himself crumbles away from the dead body. 1. RICHTER— Flower, Fruit, and Thorn

Pieces. First Flower Piece.

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He heard the convent bell,
Suddenly in the silence ringing
For the service of roonday.
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LONGFELLOW-Christus. The Golden

Legend. Pt. II.

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