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And fearless, for their country's peace,
“How were I cleared of grief march hourly
Had I the power to unbelieve belief." Through all the doors of death, and know
Ibid. p. 219. the darkest." Ibid. Loyal Subject, p. 319.
“ DOUBT Comes in far easier than it can get out.” " What danger
Ibid. Where honour is, though seated in a billow, Rising as high as heaven, would not these
“ True spirits, soldiers,
That whilst the wars were, served like walls Like to so many sea-gods, charge up to it.” and ribs
To girdle in the kingdom."
BEAUMONT and FLETCHER. Captain, “ The same men through all the straits of virtue."-Ibid. p. 392.
" I'd have him buried “ To talk of things we know not, and to
Cross legg'd, like one of the Templars, know
And on his breast a buckler with a pike in't, Nothing but things not worth the talking of.”
and at his feet Sir R. Fane, Jun. Home Table Book, A musquet, with this word upon a label, vol. 2, p. 810.
Which from the cock's mouth thus should
be delivered, “ Time takes no measure in eternity."
“I have discharged the duty of a soldier.'” Sir Rob. HOWARD. Ibid. p. 811.
39. We have in many of these dramatists
“I know that glory what is truly said of Fletcher in the Pro- Is like Alcides' shirt, if it stay on us logue to the Chances,
Till pride hath mixt it with our blood ; nor _“ Sweet expressions, quick conceit, Familiar language, fashioned to the weight Part with’t at pleasure: when we would Of such as speak it."
It brings along with it both flesh and sinews, “Put on
And leaves us living monsters." The surest armour anvil'd in the shop
Ibid. Prophetess, p. 166. Of passive fortitude." BEAUMONT and FLETCHER. Lover's
“ WHERE benefits Progress, p. 421.
Are ill-conferred, as on unworthy men
That turn them to bad uses, the bestower “ A man from whose example For wanting judgement how and on whom As from a compass, we may steer our for- to place them, tunes,
Is partly guilty." Our actions, and our age; and safe arrive at
Ibid. Queen of Corinth, p. 192. A memory that shall become our ashes." Ibid. The Pilgrim, p. 445.
Humility. " For he that holds no faith, shall find no “The fullest and best ears of corn hang trust;
lowest towards the ground." — Bp. Re But sowing wrong, is sure to reap the same." NOLDS, vol. 5, p. 47.
DANIEL, vol. 1, p. 77.
“ Smiles that give but shadows, Have skipt thy flame, at seventy thou canst And wrinkle not the face."
catch, Beaumont and FLETCHER. Love's And make him, to the scorn of his hoarse Pilgrimage, p. 55.
Abuse young lays of love."—Ibid. p. 96. “Nor do I think you wretched or disgraced
“ A MONASTERY, After this suffering,—but rather know You are the charge and business of those
A most strict house ; a house where none Powers,
may whisper, Who, like best tutors, do inflict hard tasks
Where no more light is known but what Upon great natures, and of noblest hopes ;
may make ye Read trivial lessons, and half lines to slugs. Believe there is a day: where no hope
dwells, They that live long and never feel mischance,
Nor comfort, but in tears." Spend more than half their age in igno
Ibid. Thierry and Theodoret, p. 124. rance."-Ibid. p. 88.
It could as soon be buried to the world “The world's a labyrinth, where unguided As it should die to me.”—Ibid. p. 138.
Walk up and down to find their weariness; "And can it be that this most perfect creaNo sooner have we measured with much toil
ture, One crooked path with hope to gain our This image of his maker, well-squared man, freedom,
Should leave the handfast? that he had of But it betrays us to a new affliction."
grace?"—Ibid. Woman Hater, p. 239. Ibid. Night Walker, p. 154.
“ He that intends well, yet deprives himself “ The monuments of virtue and desert Of means to put his good thoughts into deed, Appear more goodly when the gloss of art Deceives his purpose of the due reward Is eaten off by time."
That goodness merits."
“ Dost know what 'tis to die?
-Thou dost not, That know not what nor why, yet do effect And therefore not what 'tis to live ; to die Rare issues by their operance."
Is to begin to live. It is to end BEAUMONT and FLETCHER. Two Noble
An old, stale, weary work, and to commence Kinsmen, p. 22.
A newer and a better. "Tis to leave “ Had mine ear
Deceitful knaves for the society
Of gods and goodness." Stolen some new air, or at adventure, humm'd on
Ibid. Triumph of Honour, p. 491. From musical coinage, why it was a note
Flatterers. Whereon her spirits would sojourn,-rather dwell on :
« THESE very slaves shall when these great
beasts die And sing it in her slumbers.”
Ibid. p. 24.
Publish their bowels to the vulgar eye."
Ibid. Triumph of Love, p. 518. “ The polled bachelor
Ti.e. the hold. On the technical sense of Whose freaks of youth, like wanton boys “handfast,” and “handfastning.” See Todd's through bonfires,
Johnson, in v.
J. W. W.
“Call up thy goodness, Strength, wisdom, beauty, grandeur, riches, Thy mind and man within thee.
Crown thy mind There is but One immutable, whose will With that's above the world's wealth, joy. Stands unreversed and unperverted, still ful suffering.
Above man's thought, yet softening toward
Most stedfast when the most inclined to us.
Truth never stoops, and Wisdom cannot “Let your reprehension Run in an easy current, not o'er high, These, if we mark or not, their task fulfil Carried with rashness or devouring choler : And go right on.”—Ibid. But rather use the soft persuading way, Whose powers will work more gently, and “SCATTERING distrustful thoughts 'midst compose
cautious words, The imperfect thoughts you labour to re- And numbering worse men's sins to hide claim,
their own."-Ibid. p. 41.
Ben Jonson. Every Man in his “EXTORTED truth has dropt from impious
tongues."-Ibid. p. 54.
“But men of your condition feed on sloth, “ THE wicked have looked farther than the
“CLEAVE to this promise with all thy inIbid. p. 61.
Firmly enclose it in thy remembrance fast, “My brain methinks is like an hour-glass, Fold it in thy faith with full hope, day and Wherein my imaginations run like sands hour, Filling up time; but these are turn'd and And thy salvation it will be at the last.” turn'd,
BALE. God's Promises. Old Plays, So that I know not what to stay upon,
vol. 1, p. 13. And less to put in act."-Ibid. p. 75.
“RUTHFUL remembrance is yet raw in Critics.
mind." “DURUM nimis, altera, quicquid
Ferrer and Porrex. Ibid. p. 128.
COMMITTING new crimes in the hope of
“E per meno temer, più reo si rende."
Maggi, vol. 1, p. 9.
“PERCHE il rimorso duole, e no'l peccato Impious Feast. Rob. LANDOR, p. 37. Smorza quel duolo, e sanità non cura ;
Contro alla punta onde verria sanato, " OURSELVES change most ; yea, all things Col callo del costume il senso indura." change below,
Ibid. vol. 2, p. 9.
6 You equal gods Whose justice not a world of wolf-turned Shall make me to accuse, howe'er provoked."
Ibid. p. 72.
“But such is the perverseness of our nature,
“ NESSUNO è reo, That if we once but fancy levity,
Se basta a'falli sui How antic and ridiculous soe'er
Per difesa portar l'esempio altrui." It suit with us, yet will our muffled thought
METASTASIO, vol. I, p. 17. Choose rather not to see it, than avoid it:
« ORDINA in guisa license,
Gli umani eventi il Ciel, che tutti a tutti That lust, that pleasure, that security,
Siam necessarj; e il più felice spesso
Ibid. p. 181. Adriano.
“Men speak ill of thee : so they be ill men,
“ Poco è funesta If they spake worse, 'twere better; for of L'altrui fortuna, such
Quando non resta To be dispraised, is the most perfect praise.
Ragione alcuna What can his censure hurt me, whom the
Nè di pentirsi, nè d'arrosser." world
Ibid. p. 195. Hath censured vile before me !" Ibid. p. 281. LEPIDUS.
« Arts, Arrantius ? “YEARS are beneath the spheres ; and time None but the plain and passive fortitude, makes weak
To suffer and be silent; never stretch Things under heaven, not powers which These arms against the torrent; live at
Ibid. p. 375.
With my own thoughts, and innocence about “ The rest of greatness princes may com
Not tempting the wolves' jaws: these are my And therefore may neglect; only a long, arts."—Ben Jonson. Sejanus, p. 104.
" What a wild muster's here of attributes | Handsome and neat; but then as they grew T'express a worm,-a snake.”—Ibid. p. 115.
out Said of the serpent which came out of his At the elbows again, or had a stain or spot, statue,—but applicable to adulatory epithets They have sunk most wretchedly." of dignity. “ It is a note
“ I WONDER gentlemen Of upstart greatness, to observe and watch And men of means will not maintain themFor these poor trifles, which the noble mind
[highest : Neglects and scorns.
Fresher in wit, I mean in clothes, to the - Aye, and they think themselves For he that's out of clothes is out of fashion, Deeply dishonoured where they are omitted, And out of fashion is out of countenance, (As if they were necessities that helped And out of countenance is out of wit." To the perfection of their dignities)
Ben Jonson. Staple of News, And hate the men that but refrain them."
vol. 5, pp. 177-8.
A rich piece of French eloquence. The
night after the battle of Toulouse.—“ Le The elements of active delicacy,
silence, muet de sa nature, n'y parlait pas, Those all-eye-pleasing harmonies of sight
mais il poussait des gemissemens confus qui Which do enchant men's fancies, and stir up perçaient l'âme." — Precis Historique de la The life blood of dull earth."
Battaile, part 3, p. 156.
“ Good Master Picklock, with your worm“ Aye! well done!
ing brain Promises are no fetters: with that tongue
And wriggling engine-head of maintenance,
Which I shall see you hole with very shortly. Thy promise past, unpromise it again. Wherefore has man a tongue of power to
A fine round head, when those two lugs
To trundle through a pillory.". speak,
Ben Jonson. Staple of News, Butto speak still to his own private purpose ? Beasts utter but one sound; but men have
vol. 5, p. 298. change
[them, Of speech, and reason, even by nature given And guilty race of men, that dare to stand
“ A poor affrighted Now to say one thing, and another now,
No breath of truth, but conscious to themAs best may serve their profitable ends." CHAPMAN. All Fools.
selves Old Play, vol. 4. p. 129.
Of their no-wit or honesty, ran routed
At every panic terror themselves bred, “ BELIEVE it, sir, Where else as confident as sounding brass, That clothes do much upon the wit, as Their tinkling captain, Cymbal, and the rest weather
Dare put on any visor to deride Does on the brain : and thence, sir, comes The wretched, or with buffoon license, jest your proverb,
[perience At whatsoe'er is serious, if not sacred." The tailor makes the man. I speak by ex
307. Of my own customers. I have had gallants Both court and country, would have fool'd
The Hours, you up
That open-banded sit upon the clouds, In a new suit, with the best wits in being, And press the liberality of Heaven, And kept their speed as long as their clothes Down to the laps of thankful men." lasted
Ibid. New Inn, p. 347.