Thursday, May 14, 2009

Familiar Quotations - Part 13

Prelude to Part First._

And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune,
And over it softly her warm ear lays.

_The Vision of Sir Launfal. Prelude to Part First._

Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it;
We are happy now because God wills it.

_The Vision of Sir Launfal. Prelude to Part First._

Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how.

_The Vision of Sir Launfal. Prelude to Part First._

Who gives himself with his alms feeds three,--
Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.

_The Vision of Sir Launfal. Part Second. viii._

There comes Emerson first, whose rich words, every one,
Are like gold nails in temples to hang trophies on.

_A Fable for Critics._

Nature fits all her children with something to do.

_A Fable for Critics._

Ez fer war, I call it murder,--
There you hev it plain an' flat;
I don't want to go no furder
Than my Testyment fer that.
. . . . .
An' you 've gut to git up airly
Ef you want to take in God.

_The Biglow Papers. First Series. No. i._

Laborin' man an' laborin' woman
Hev one glory an' one shame;
Ev'y thin' thet 's done inhuman
Injers all on 'em the same.

_The Biglow Papers. First Series. No. i._

This goin' ware glory waits ye haint one agreeable feetur.[659-1]

_The Biglow Papers. First Series. No. ii._

Gineral C. is a dreffle smart man;
He 's ben on all sides thet give places or pelf;
But consistency still wuz a part of his plan,--
He 's ben true to _one_ party, an' thet is himself.

_The Biglow Papers. First Series. No. ii._

We kind o' thought Christ went agin war an' pillage.

_The Biglow Papers. First Series. No. iii._

But John P.
Robinson, he
Sez they did n't know everythin' down in Judee.

_The Biglow Papers. First Series. No. iii._

I _don't_ believe in princerple,
But oh I _du_ in interest.

_The Biglow Papers. First Series. No. vi._

Of my merit
On thet pint you yourself may jedge;
All is, I never drink no sperit,
Nor I haint never signed no pledge.

_The Biglow Papers. First Series. No. vii._

Ez to my princerples, I glory
In hevin' nothin' o' the sort.

_The Biglow Papers. First Series. No. vii._

Zekle crep' up quite unbeknown
An' peeked in thru' the winder,
An' there sot Huldy all alone,
'Ith no one nigh to hender.

_The Biglow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin'._

The very room, coz she was in,
Seemed warm from floor to ceilin'.

_The Biglow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin'._

'T was kin' o' kingdom-come to look
On sech a blessed cretur.

_The Biglow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin'._

His heart kep' goin' pity-pat,
But hern went pity-Zekle.

_The Biglow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin'._

All kin' o' smily round the lips,
An' teary round the lashes.

_The Biglow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin'._

Like streams that keep a summer mind
Snow-hid in Jenooary.

_The Biglow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin'._

Our Pilgrim stock wuz pithed with hardihood.

_The Biglow Papers. Second Series. No. vi._

Soft-heartedness, in times like these,
Shows sof'ness in the upper story.

_The Biglow Papers. Second Series. No. vii._

Earth's biggest country 's gut her soul,
An' risen up earth's greatest nation.

_The Biglow Papers. Second Series. No. vii._

Under the yaller pines I house,
When sunshine makes 'em all sweet-scented,
An' hear among their furry boughs
The baskin' west-wind purr contented.

_The Biglow Papers. Second Series. No. x._

Wut 's words to them whose faith an' truth
On war's red techstone rang true metal;
Who ventered life an' love an' youth
For the gret prize o' death in battle?

_The Biglow Papers. Second Series. No. x._

From lower to the higher next,
Not to the top, is Nature's text;
And embryo Good, to reach full stature,
Absorbs the Evil in its nature.

_Festina Lente. Moral._

Though old the thought and oft exprest,
'T is his at last who says it best.[660-1]

_For an Autograph._

Nature, they say, doth dote,
And cannot make a man
Save on some worn-out plan,
Repeating us by rote.

_Ode at the Harvard Commemoration, July 21, 1865._

Here was a type of the true elder race,
And one of Plutarch's men talked with us face to face.

_Ode at the Harvard Commemoration, July 21, 1865._

Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past.

_The Cathedral._

The one thing finished in this hasty world.

_The Cathedral._

These pearls of thought in Persian gulfs were bred,
Each softly lucent as a rounded moon;
The diver Omar plucked them from their bed,
Fitzgerald strung them on an English thread.

_In a copy of Omar Khayyám._

The clear, sweet singer with the crown of snow
Not whiter than the thoughts that housed below.

_To George William Curtis._

But life is sweet, though all that makes it sweet
Lessen like sound of friends' departing feet;
And Death is beautiful as feet of friend
Coming with welcome at our journey's end.
For me Fate gave, whate'er she else denied,
A nature sloping to the southern side;
I thank her for it, though when clouds arise
Such natures double-darken gloomy skies.

_To George William Curtis._

In life's small things be resolute and great
To keep thy muscle trained: know'st thou when Fate
Thy measure takes, or when she 'll say to thee,
"I find thee worthy; do this deed for me"?


In vain we call old notions fudge,
And bend our conscience to our dealing;
The Ten Commandments will not budge,
And stealing will continue stealing.

_Motto of the American Copyright League_ (written Nov. 20, 1885).

Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome
for the character.

_Among my Books. First Series. Dryden._

A wise scepticism is the first attribute of a good critic.

_Among my Books. First Series. Shakespeare Once More._

One thorn of experience is worth a whole wilderness of warning.

_Among my Books. First Series. Shakespeare Once More._

Aspiration sees only one side of every question; possession many.

_Among my Books. First Series. New England Two Centuries ago._

Truly there is a tide in the affairs of men; but there is no
gulf-stream setting forever in one direction.

_Among my Books. First Series. New England Two Centuries ago._

There is no better ballast for keeping the mind steady on its
keel, and saving it from all risk of crankiness, than business.

_Among my Books. First Series. New England Two Centuries ago._

Puritanism, believing itself quick with the seed of religious
liberty, laid, without knowing it, the egg of democracy.

_Among my Books. First Series. New England Two Centuries ago._

It was in making education not only common to all, but in some
sense compulsory on all, that the destiny of the free republics
of America was practically settled.

_Among my Books. First Series. New England Two Centuries ago._

Talent is that which is in a man's power; genius is that in whose
power a man is.

_Among my Books. First Series. Rousseau and the Sentimentalists._

There is no work of genius which has not been the delight of
mankind, no word of genius to which the human heart and soul have
not sooner or later responded.

_Among my Books. First Series. Rousseau and the Sentimentalists._

Every man feels instinctively that all the beautiful sentiments
in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.

_Among my Books. First Series. Rousseau and the Sentimentalists._

Sentiment is intellectualized emotion,--emotion precipitated, as
it were, in pretty crystals by the fancy.

_Among my Books. First Series. Rousseau and the Sentimentalists._

No man can produce great things who is not thoroughly sincere in
dealing with himself.

_Among my Books. First Series. Rousseau and the Sentimentalists._

In all literary history there is no such figure as Dante, no such
homogeneousness of life and works, such loyalty to ideas, such
sublime irrecognition of the unessential.

_Among my Books. Second Series. Dante._

Whoever can endure unmixed delight, whoever can tolerate music
and painting and poetry all in one, whoever wishes to be rid of
thought and to let the busy anvils of the brain be silent for a
time, let him read in the "Faery Queen."

_Among my Books. Second Series. Spenser._

The only faith that wears well and holds its color in all
weathers, is that which is woven of conviction and set with the
sharp mordant of experience.

_My Study Windows. Abraham Lincoln, 1864._

It is by presence of mind in untried emergencies that the native
metal of a man is tested.

_My Study Windows. Abraham Lincoln, 1864._

What a sense of security in an old book which Time has criticised
for us!

_Library of Old Authors._

There is no good in arguing with the inevitable. The only
argument available with an east wind is to put on your overcoat.

_Democracy and Addresses._

Let us be of good cheer, however, remembering that the
misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never come.

_Democracy and Addresses._

The soil out of which such men as he are made is good to be born
on, good to live on, good to die for and to be buried in.


A great man is made up of qualities that meet or make great


It ["The Ancient Mariner"] is marvellous in its mastery over that
delightfully fortuitous inconsequence that is the adamantine
logic of dreamland.


He gives us the very quintessence of perception,--the clearly
crystalized precipitation of all that is most precious in the
ferment of impression after the impertinent and obtrusive
particulars have evaporated from the memory.


If I were asked what book is better than a cheap book, I should
answer that there is one book better than a cheap book,--and that
is a book honestly come by.

_Before the U. S. Senate Committee on Patents, Jan. 29, 1886._


[659-1] See Moore, page 519.

[660-1] See Emerson, page 604.


O Mary, go and call the cattle home,
And call the cattle home,
And call the cattle home,
Across the sands o' Dee!

_The Sands of Dee._

Men must work, and women must weep.

_The Three Fishers._

Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever;
Do noble things, not dream them, all day long:
And so make life, death, and that vast forever
One grand sweet song.

_A Farewell._

The world goes up and the world goes down,
And the sunshine follows the rain;
And yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frown
Can never come over again.

_Dolcino to Margaret._

ULYSSES S. GRANT. 1822-1885.

No other terms than unconditional and immediate surrender. I
propose to move immediately upon your works.

_To Gen. S. B. Buckner, Fort Donelson, Feb. 16, 1862._

I propose to fight it out on this line, if it takes all summer.

_Despatch to Washington. Before Spottsylvania Court House, May 11, 1864._

Let us have peace.

_Accepting a Nomination for the Presidency, May 29, 1868._

I know no method to secure the repeal of bad or obnoxious laws so
effectual as their strict construction.

_From the Inaugural Address, March 4, 1869._

Let no guilty man escape, if it can be avoided. No personal
considerations should stand in the way of performing a duty.

_Indorsement of a Letter relating to the Whiskey Ring, July 29, 1875._

MATTHEW ARNOLD. 1822-1888.

Others abide our question. Thou art free.
We ask and ask. Thou smilest and art still,
Out-topping knowledge.


Strew on her roses, roses,
And never a spray of yew!
In quiet she reposes;
Ah, would that I did too!


To hear the world applaud the hollow ghost
Which blamed the living man.

_Growing Old._

Time may restore us in his course
Goethe's sage mind and Byron's force;
But where will Europe's latter hour
Again find Wordsworth's healing power?

_Memorial Verses._

Wandering between two worlds,--one dead,
The other powerless to be born.

_Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse._

The kings of modern thought are dumb.

_Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse._

_Philistine_ must have originally meant, in the mind of those who
invented the nickname, a strong, dogged, unenlightened opponent
of the children of the light.

_Essays in Criticism. Heinrich Heine._

There is no better motto which it [culture] can have than these
words of Bishop Wilson, "To make reason and the will of God

_Culture and Anarchy. P. 8._

RUTHERFORD B. HAYES. 1822- ----.

He serves his party best who serves the country best.[665-1]

_Inaugural Address, March 5, 1877._


[665-1] See Pope, page 339.


On a lone barren isle, where the wild roaring billows
Assail the stern rock, and the loud tempests rave,
The hero lies still, while the dew-drooping willows,
Like fond weeping mourners, lean over his grave.
The lightnings may flash and the loud thunders rattle;
He heeds not, he hears not, he 's free from all pain;
He sleeps his last sleep, he has fought his last battle;
No sound can awake him to glory again![666-1]

_The Grave of Bonaparte._

Yet spirit immortal, the tomb cannot bind thee,
But like thine own eagle that soars to the sun
Thou springest from bondage and leavest behind thee
A name which before thee no mortal hath won.
Tho' nations may combat, and war's thunders rattle,
No more on thy steed wilt thou sweep o'er the plain:
Thou sleep'st thy last sleep, thou hast fought thy last battle,
No sound can awake thee to glory again.

_The Grave of Bonaparte._


[666-1] This song was composed and set to music, about 1842, by
Leonard Heath, of Nashua, who died a few years ago.--BELA CHAPIN:
_The Poets of New Hampshire, 1883, p. 760._

BAYARD TAYLOR. 1825-1878.

Till the sun grows cold,
And the stars are old,
And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold.

_Bedouin Song._

They sang of love, and not of fame;
Forgot was Britain's glory;
Each heart recall'd a different name,
But all sang Annie Lawrie.

_The Song of the Camp._

The bravest are the tenderest,--
The loving are the daring.

_The Song of the Camp._

DINAH M. MULOCK. 1826- ----.

Two hands upon the breast,
And labour 's done;[667-1]
Two pale feet crossed in rest,
The race is won.

_Now and Afterwards._


[667-1] Two hands upon the breast, and labour is past.--_Russian


Like a pale martyr in his shirt of fire.

_A Life Drama. Sc. ii._

In winter, when the dismal rain
Comes down in slanting lines,
And Wind, that grand old harper, smote
His thunder-harp of pines.

_A Life Drama. Sc. ii._

A poem round and perfect as a star.

_A Life Drama. Sc. ii._

H. F. CHORLEY. 1831-1872.

A song to the oak, the brave old oak,
Who hath ruled in the greenwood long!

_The Brave Old Oak._

Then here 's to the oak, the brave old oak,
Who stands in his pride alone!
And still flourish he a hale green tree
When a hundred years are gone!

_The Brave Old Oak._


Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight!
Make me a child again, just for to-night!

_Rock me to sleep._

Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!
I am so weary of toil and of tears,--
Toil without recompense, tears all in vain!
Take them, and give me my childhood again!

_Rock me to sleep._


We have exchanged the Washingtonian dignity for the Jeffersonian
simplicity, which was in truth only another name for the
Jacksonian vulgarity.

_Address at the Washington Centennial Service in St. Paul's Chapel, New
York, April 30, 1889._

If there be no nobility of descent, all the more indispensable is
it that there should be nobility of ascent,--a character in them
that bear rule so fine and high and pure that as men come within
the circle of its influence they involuntarily pay homage to that
which is the one pre-eminent distinction, the royalty of virtue.

_Address at the Washington Centennial Service in St. Paul's Chapel, New
York, April 30, 1889._


Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day;
Love and tears for the Blue,
Tears and love for the Gray.[668-1]

_The Blue and the Gray._


[668-1] This poem first appeared in the "Atlantic Monthly."


After an existence of nearly twenty years of almost innocuous
desuetude these laws are brought forth.

_Message, March 1, 1886._

It is a condition which confronts us--not a theory.[669-1]

_Annual Message, 1887._

I have considered the pension list of the republic a roll of

_Veto of Dependent Pension Bill, July 5, 1888._

Party honesty is party expediency.

_Interview in New York Commercial Advertiser, Sept. 19, 1889._


[669-1] See Disraeli, page 607.


Which I wish to remark,--
And my language is plain,--
That for ways that are dark
And for tricks that are vain,
The heathen Chinee is peculiar.

_Plain Language from Truthful James._

Ah Sin was his name.

_Plain Language from Truthful James._

With the smile that was childlike and bland.

_Plain Language from Truthful James._


The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.



It may well wait a century for a reader, as God has waited six
thousand years for an observer.

JOHN KEPLER (1571-1630). _Martyrs of Science_ (_Brewster_). _P. 197._

Needle in a bottle of hay.

FIELD (---- -1641): _A Woman's a Weathercock._ (_Reprint, 1612, p. 20._)

He is a fool who thinks by force or skill
To turn the current of a woman's will.

SAMUEL TUKE (---- -1673): _Adventures of Five Hours. Act v. Sc. 3._

Laugh and be fat.

JOHN TAYLOR (1580?-1684). Title of a Tract, 1615.

Diamond cut diamond.

JOHN FORD (1586-1639): _The Lover's Melancholy. Act i. Sc. 1._

A liberty to that only which is good, just, and honest.

JOHN WINTHROP (1588-1649): _Life and Letters. Vol. ii. p. 341._

I preached as never sure to preach again,
And as a dying man to dying men.

RICHARD BAXTER (1615-1691): _Love breathing Thanks and Praise._

Though this may be play to you,
'T is death to us.

ROGER L' ESTRANGE (1616-1704): _Fables from Several Authors. Fable 398._

And there 's a lust in man no charm can tame
Of loudly publishing our neighbour's shame;
On eagles' wings immortal scandals fly,
While virtuous actions are but born and die.

STEPHEN HARVEY (_circa_ 1627): _Juvenal, Satire ix._

May I govern my passion with absolute sway,
And grow wiser and better as my strength wears away.

WALTER POPE (1630-1714): _The Old Man's Wish._

When change itself can give no more,
'T is easy to be true.

CHARLES SEDLEY (1639-1701): _Reasons for Constancy._

The real Simon Pure.

SUSANNAH CENTLIVRE (1667-1723): _A bold Stroke for a Wife._

When all the blandishments of life are gone,
The coward sneaks to death, the brave live on.

GEORGE SEWELL (---- -1726): _The Suicide._

Studious of ease, and fond of humble things.

AMBROSE PHILLIPS (1671-1749): _From Holland to a Friend in England._

My galligaskins, that have long withstood
The winter's fury, and encroaching frosts,
By time subdued (what will not time subdue!),
A horrid chasm disclosed.

JOHN PHILIPS (1676-1708): _The Splendid Shilling. Line 121._

For twelve honest men have decided the cause,
Who are judges alike of the facts and the laws.

WILLIAM PULTENEY (1682-1764): _The Honest Jury._

Farewell to Lochaber, farewell to my Jean,
Where heartsome wi' thee I hae mony days been;
For Lochaber no more, Lochaber no more,
We 'll maybe return to Lochaber no more.

ALLAN RAMSAY (1686-1758): _Lochaber no More._

Busy, curious, thirsty fly,
Drink with me, and drink as I.

WILLIAM OLDYS (1696-1761): _On a Fly drinking out of a Cup of Ale._

Thus Raleigh, thus immortal Sidney shone
(Illustrious names!) in great Eliza's days.

THOMAS EDWARDS (1699-1757): _Canons of Criticism._

One kind kiss before we part,
Drop a tear and bid adieu;
Though we sever, my fond heart
Till we meet shall pant for you.

ROBERT DODSLEY (1703-1764): _The Parting Kiss._

A charge to keep I have,
A God to glorify;
A never dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky.

CHARLES WESLEY: _Christian Fidelity._

Love divine, all love excelling,
Joy of heaven to earth come down.

_Divine Love._

Of right and wrong he taught
Truths as refined as ever Athens heard;
And (strange to tell!) he practised what he preached.

JOHN ARMSTRONG (1709-1779): _The Art of Preserving Health. Book iv. Line

Gentle shepherd, tell me where.

SAMUEL HOWARD (1710-1782).

Pray, Goody, please to moderate the rancour of your tongue!
Why flash those sparks of fury from your eyes?
Remember, when the judgment 's weak the prejudice is strong.

KANE O'HARA (---- -1782): _Midas. Act i. Sc. 4._

Where passion leads or prudence points the way.

ROBERT LOWTH (1710-1787): _Choice of Hercules, i._

And he that will this health deny,
Down among the dead men let him lie.

---- DYER (published in the early part of the reign of George I.).

Each cursed his fate that thus their project crossed;
How hard their lot who neither won nor lost!

RICHARD GRAVES (1715-1804): _The Festoon_ (1767).

Cease, rude Boreas, blustering railer!
List, ye landsmen all, to me;
Messmates, hear a brother sailor
Sing the dangers of the sea.

GEORGE A. STEVENS (1720-1784): _The Storm._

That man may last, but never lives,
Who much receives, but nothing gives;
Whom none can love, whom none can thank,--
Creation's blot, creation's blank.

THOMAS GIBBONS (1720-1785): _When Jesus dwelt._

In this awfully stupendous manner, at which Reason stands aghast,
and Faith herself is half confounded, was the grace of God to man
at length manifested.

RICHARD HURD (1720-1808): _Sermons. Vol. ii. p. 287._

There is such a choice of difficulties that I am myself at a loss
how to determine.

JAMES WOLFE (1726-1759): _Despatch to Pitt, Sept. 2, 1759._

Kathleen mavourneen! the grey dawn is breaking,
The horn of the hunter is heard on the hill.

ANNE CRAWFORD (1734-1801): _Kathleen Mavourneen._

Who can refute a sneer?

WILLIAM PALEY (1743-1805): _Moral Philosophy. Vol. ii. Book v. Chap. 9._

Why should the Devil have all the good tunes?

ROWLAND HILL (1744-1833).

Ho! why dost thou shiver and shake, Gaffer Grey?
And why does thy nose look so blue?

THOMAS HOLCROFT (1745-1809): _Gaffer Grey._

Millions for defence, but not one cent for tribute.

CHARLES COTESWORTH PINCKNEY (1746-1825),--when Ambassador to the French
Republic, 1796.

And ye sall walk in silk attire,
And siller hae to spare,
Gin ye 'll consent to be his bride,
Nor think o' Donald mair.

SUSANNA BLAMIRE (1747-1794): _The Siller Croun._

A glass is good, and a lass is good,
And a pipe to smoke in cold weather;
The world is good, and the people are good,
And we 're all good fellows together.

JOHN O'KEEFE (1747-1833): _Sprigs of Laurel. Act ii. Sc. 1._

The moon had climb'd the highest hill
Which rises o'er the source of Dee,
And from the eastern summit shed
Her silver light on tower and tree.

JOHN LOWE (1750- ----): _Mary's Dream._

Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise,
The queen of the world and child of the skies!
Thy genius commands thee; with rapture behold,
While ages on ages thy splendors unfold.

TIMOTHY DWIGHT (1752-1817): _Columbia._

Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing,
Hope, and comfort from above;
Let us each, thy peace possessing,
Triumph in redeeming love.

ROBERT HAWKER (1753-1827): _Benediction._

Roy's wife of Aldivalloch,
Wat ye how she cheated me,
As I came o'er the braes of Balloch?

ANNE GRANT (1755-1838): _Roy's Wife._

Bounding billows, cease your motion,
Bear me not so swiftly o'er.

MARY ROBINSON (1758-1799): _Bounding Billows._

While Thee I seek, protecting Power,
Be my vain wishes stilled;
And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be filled.

HELEN MARIA WILLIAMS (1762-1827): _Trust in Providence._

The glory dies not, and the grief is past.

SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES (1762-1837): _Sonnet on the Death of Sir Walter

Oh swiftly glides the bonnie boat,
Just parted from the shore,
And to the fisher's chorus-note
Soft moves the dipping oar.

JOANNA BAILLIE (1762-1857): _Oh swiftly glides the Bonnie Boat._

'T was whisper'd in heaven, 't was mutter'd in hell,
And echo caught faintly the sound as it fell;
On the confines of earth 't was permitted to rest,
And the depths of the ocean its presence confess'd.

CATHERINE M. FANSHAWE (1764-1834): _Enigma. The letter H._

Oh, it 's a snug little island!
A right little, tight little island.

THOMAS DIBDIN (1771-1841): _The snug little Island._

And ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves,
While the earth bears a plant or the sea rolls its waves.

ROBERT TREAT PAINE (1772-1811): _Adams and Liberty._

They [the blacks] had no rights which the white man was bound to

ROGER B. TANEY (1777-1864): _The Dred Scott Case_ (Howard, Rep. 19, p.

To make a mountain of a mole-hill.

HENRY ELLIS (1777-1869): _Original Letters. Second Series, p. 312._

March to the battle-field,
The foe is now before us;
Each heart is Freedom's shield,
And heaven is shining o'er us.

B. E. O'MEARA (1778-1836): _March to the Battle-Field._

Our country! In her intercourse with foreign nations may she
always be in the right; but our country, right or wrong.

STEPHEN DECATUR (1779-1820): _Toast given at Norfolk, April, 1816._

Here shall the Press the People's right maintain,
Unaw'd by influence and unbrib'd by gain;
Here patriot Truth her glorious precepts draw,
Pledg'd to Religion, Liberty, and Law.

JOSEPH STORY (1779-1845): _Motto of the "Salem Register."_ (Life of
Story, Vol. i. p. 127.)

Let there be no inscription upon my tomb; let no man write my
epitaph: no man can write my epitaph.

ROBERT EMMET (1780-1803): _Speech on his Trial and Conviction for High
Treason, September, 1803._

Imitation is the sincerest flattery.

C. C. COLTON (1780-1832): _The Lacon._

Behold how brightly breaks the morning!
Though bleak our lot, our hearts are warm.

JAMES KENNEY (1780-1849): _Behold how brightly breaks._

Unthinking, idle, wild, and young,
I laugh'd and danc'd and talk'd and sung.

PRINCESS AMELIA (1783-1810).

A sound so fine, there 's nothing lives
'Twixt it and silence.

JAMES SHERIDAN KNOWLES (1784-1862): _Virginius, Act v. Sc. 2._

We have met the enemy, and they are ours.

OLIVER H. PERRY (1785-1820): _Letter to General Harrison_ (dated "United
States Brig Niagara. Off the Western Sisters. Sept. 10, 1813, 4 P. M.").

Not she with trait'rous kiss her Saviour stung,
Not she denied him with unholy tongue;
She, while apostles shrank, could danger brave,
Last at his cross and earliest at his grave.

EATON S. BARRETT (1785-1820): _Woman, Part i._ (ed. 1822).

They see nothing wrong in the rule that to the victors belong the
spoils of the enemy.

WILLIAM L. MARCY (1786-1857): _Speech in the United States Senate,
January, 1832._

Say to the seceded States, "Wayward sisters, depart in peace."

WINFIELD SCOTT (1786-1861): _Letter to W. H. Seward, March 3, 1861._

Rock'd in the cradle of the deep,
I lay me down in peace to sleep.

EMMA WILLARD (1787-1870): _The Cradle of the Deep._

Right as a trivet.

R. H. BARHAM (1788-1845): _The Ingoldsby Legends. Auto-da-fe._

My life is like the summer rose
That opens to the morning sky,
But ere the shades of evening close
Is scattered on the ground--to die.

RICHARD HENRY WILDE (1789-1847): _My Life is like the Summer Rose._

Grand, gloomy, and peculiar, he sat upon the throne a sceptred
hermit, wrapped in the solitude of his own originality.

CHARLES PHILLIPS (1789-1859): _The Character of Napoleon._

Rise up, rise up, Xarifa! lay your golden cushion down;
Rise up! come to the window, and gaze with all the town.

JOHN G. LOCKHART (1794-1854): _The Bridal of Andalla._

By the margin of fair Zurich's waters
Dwelt a youth, whose fond heart, night and day,
For the fairest of fair Zurich's daughters
In a dream of love melted away.

CHARLES DANCE (1794-1863): _Fair Zurich's Waters._

I saw two clouds at morning
Tinged by the rising sun,
And in the dawn they floated on
And mingled into one.

JOHN G. C. BRAINARD (1795-1828): _I saw Two Clouds at Morning._

On thy fair bosom, silver lake,
The wild swan spreads his snowy sail,
And round his breast the ripples break
As down he bears before the gale.

JAMES G. PERCIVAL (1795-1856): _To Seneca Lake._

What fairy-like music steals over the sea,
Entrancing our senses with charmed melody?

MRS. C. B. WILSON (---- -1846): _What Fairy-like Music._

Her very frowns are fairer far
Than smiles of other maidens are.

HARTLEY COLERIDGE (1796-1849): _She is not Fair._

I would not live alway: I ask not to stay
Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way.

WILLIAM A. MUHLENBERG (1796-1877): _I would not live alway._

Oh, leave the gay and festive scenes,
The halls of dazzling light.

H. S. VANDYK (1798-1828): _The Light Guitar._

If any one attempts to haul down the American flag, shoot him on
the spot.

JOHN A. DIX (1798-1879): _An Official Despatch, Jan. 29, 1861._

I envy them, those monks of old;
Their books they read, and their beads they told.

G. P. R. JAMES (1801-1860): _The Monks of Old._

A place in thy memory, dearest,
Is all that I claim;
To pause and look back when thou hearest
The sound of my name.

GERALD GRIFFIN (1803-1840): _A Place in thy Memory._

Sparkling and bright in liquid light
Does the wine our goblets gleam in;
With hue as red as the rosy bed
Which a bee would choose to dream in.

CHARLES FENNO HOFFMAN (1806-1884): _Sparkling and Bright._

The very mudsills of society. . . . We call them slaves. . . .
But I will not characterize that class at the North with that
term; but you have it. It is there, it is everywhere; it is

JAMES H. HAMMOND (1807-1864): _Speech in the U. S. Senate, March, 1858._

It would be superfluous in me to point out to your Lordship that
this is war.

CHARLES FRANCIS ADAMS (1807-1886): _Despatch to Earl Russell, Sept. 5,

We are swinging round the circle.

ANDREW JOHNSON (1808-1875): _On the Presidential Reconstruction Tour,
August, 1866._

We have been friends together
In sunshine and in shade.

CAROLINE E. S. NORTON (1808-1877): _We have been Friends._

All we ask is to be let alone.

JEFFERSON DAVIS (1808-1889): _First Message to the Confederate Congress,
March, 1861._

'T is said that absence conquers love;
But oh believe it not!
I 've tried, alas! its power to prove,
But thou art not forgot.

FREDERICK W. THOMAS (1808- ----): _Absence conquers Love._

Oh would I were a boy again,
When life seemed formed of sunny years,
And all the heart then knew of pain
Was wept away in transient tears!

MARK LEMON (1809-1870): _Oh would I were a Boy again._

Wee Willie Winkie rins through the toun,
Upstairs and dounstairs, in his nicht-goun,
Tirlin' at the window, cryin' at the lock,
"Are the weans in their bed? for it 's nou ten o'clock."

WILLIAM MILLER (1810-1872): _Willie Winkie._

We are Republicans, and don't propose to leave our party and
identify ourselves with the party whose antecedents have been
Rum, Romanism, and Rebellion.

SAMUEL D. BURCHARD (1812- ----),--one of the deputation visiting Mr.
Blaine, Oct. 29, 1884.

A life on the ocean wave!
A home on the rolling deep,
Where the scattered waters rave,
And the winds their revels keep!

EPES SARGENT (1813-1881): _Life on the Ocean Wave._

What are the wild waves saying,
Sister, the whole day long,
That ever amid our playing
I hear but their low, lone song?

JOSEPH E. CARPENTER (1813- ----): _What are the wild Waves saying?_

Well, General, we have not had many dead cavalrymen lying about

JOSEPH HOOKER (1813-1879): _A remark to General Averill, November, 1862._

Come in the evening, or come in the morning;
Come when you 're looked for, or come without warning.

THOMAS O. DAVIS (1814-1845): _The Welcome._

But whether on the scaffold high
Or in the battle's van,
The fittest place where man can die
Is where he dies for man!

MICHAEL J. BARRY (_Circa_ 1815): _The Dublin Nation, Sept. 28, 1844, Vol.
ii. p. 809._

Oh the heart is a free and a fetterless thing,--
A wave of the ocean, a bird on the wing!

JULIA PARDOE (1816-1862): _The Captive Greek Girl._

Let wealth and commerce, laws and learning die,
But leave us still our old nobility.

LORD JOHN MANNERS (1818- ----): _England's Trust. Part iii. Line 227._

Why thus longing, thus forever sighing
For the far-off, unattain'd, and dim,
While the beautiful all round thee lying
Offers up its low, perpetual hymn?

HARRIET W. SEWALL (1819-1889): _Why thus longing?_

Don't you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt?
Sweet Alice, whose hair was so brown;
Who wept with delight when you gave her a smile,
And trembl'd with fear at your frown!

THOMAS DUNN ENGLISH (1819- ----): _Ben Bolt._

The Survival of the Fittest.

HERBERT SPENCER (1820- ----): _Principles of Biology, Vol. i. Chap. xii._
(American edition, 1867.)

Who fears to speak of Ninety-eight?
Who blushes at the name?
When cowards mock the patriot's fate,
Who hangs his head for shame?

JOHN K. INGRAM (1820- ----): _The Dublin Nation, April 1, 1843, Vol. ii.
p. 339._

On Fame's eternal camping-ground
Their silent tents are spread,
And Glory guards with solemn round
The bivouac of the dead.

THEODORE O'HARA (1820-1867): _The Bivouac of the Dead._ (August, 1847.)

Hold the fort! I am coming!

WILLIAM T. SHERMAN (1820-1891),--signalled to General Corse in Allatoona
from the top of Kenesaw, Oct. 5, 1864.

For every wave with dimpled face
That leap'd upon the air,
Had caught a star in its embrace
And held it trembling there.

AMELIA B. WELBY (1821-1852): _Musings. Stanza 4._

To look up and not down,
To look forward and not back,
To look out and not in, and
To lend a hand.

EDWARD EVERETT HALE (1822- ----): _Rule of the "Harry Wadsworth Club"_
(from "Ten Times One is Ten," 1870).

Listen! John A. Logan is the Head Centre, the Hub, the King Pin,
the Main Spring, Mogul, and Mugwump of the final plot by which
partisanship was installed in the Commission.

ISAAC H. BROMLEY (1833- ----): _Editorial in the "New York Tribune," Feb.
16, 1877._

A mugwump is a person educated beyond his intellect.

HORACE PORTER (1837- ----), --a _bon-mot_ in the Cleveland-Blaine
campaign of 1884.

I never could believe that Providence had sent a few men into the
world, ready booted and spurred to ride, and millions ready
saddled and bridled to be ridden.

RICHARD RUMBOLD, _on the scaffold, 1685. History of England (Macaulay),
Chap. v._

The last link is broken
That bound me to thee,
And the words thou hast spoken
Have render'd me free.


Old Simon the cellarer keeps a rare store
Of Malmsey and Malvoisie.

G. W. BELLAMY: _Simon the Cellarer._

Babylon in all its desolation is a sight not so awful as that of
the human mind in ruins.[682-1]

SCROPE DAVIES: _Letter to Thomas Raikes, May 25, 1835._

She 's all my fancy painted her;
She 's lovely, she 's divine.

WILLIAM MEE: _Alice Gray._

Stately and tall he moves in the hall,
The chief of a thousand for grace.

KATE FRANKLIN: _Life at Olympus, Lady's Book, Vol. xxiii. p. 33._

When the sun's last rays are fading
Into twilight soft and dim.

THEODORE L. BARKER: _Thou wilt think of me again._

Thou hast wounded the spirit that loved thee
And cherish'd thine image for years;
Thou hast taught me at last to forget thee,
In secret, in silence, and tears.

MRS. (DAVID) PORTER: _Thou hast wounded the Spirit._

Rattle his bones over the stones!
He 's only a pauper, whom nobody owns!

THOMAS NOEL: _The Pauper's Ride._

In the days when we went gypsying
A long time ago;
The lads and lassies in their best
Were dress'd from top to toe.

EDWIN RANSFORD: _In the Days when we went Gypsying._

Speak gently! 't is a little thing
Dropp'd in the heart's deep well;
The good, the joy, that it may bring
Eternity shall tell.

G. W. LANGFORD: _Speak gently._

Hope tells a flattering tale,[683-1]
Delusive, vain, and hollow.
Ah! let not hope prevail,
Lest disappointment follow.

MISS ---- WROTHER: _The Universal Songster. Vol. ii. p. 86._

Nose, nose, nose, nose!
And who gave thee that jolly red nose?
Sinament and Ginger, Nutmegs and Cloves,
And that gave me my jolly red nose.

RAVENSCROFT: _Deuteromela, Song No. 7._[683-2] (1609.)

The mother said to her daughter, "Daughter, bid thy daughter tell
her daughter that her daughter's daughter hath a daughter."

GEORGE HAKEWILL: _Apologie. Book iii. Chap. v. Sect. 9._[683-3]

Betwixt the stirrup and the ground,
Mercy I ask'd; mercy I found.[684-1]


Begone, dull Care! I prithee begone from me!
Begone, dull Care! thou and I shall never agree.

PLAYFORD: _Musical Companion._ (1687.)

Much of a muchness.

VANBRUGH: _The Provoked Husband, Act i. Sc. 1._

Mathew, Mark, Luke, and John,
The bed be blest that I lye on.

THOMAS ADY: _A Candle in the Dark, p. 58._ (London, 1656.)

Junius, Aprilis, Septémq; Nouemq; tricenos,
Vnum plus reliqui, Februs tenet octo vicenos,
At si bissextus fuerit superadditur vnus.

WILLIAM HARRISON: _Description of Britain_ (prefixed to Holinshed's
"Chronicle," 1577).

Thirty dayes hath Nouember,
Aprill, June, and September,
February hath xxviii alone,
And all the rest have xxxi.

RICHARD GRAFTON: _Chronicles of England._ (1590.)

Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November,
February has twenty-eight alone,
All the rest have thirty-one;
Excepting leap year,--that 's the time
When February's days are twenty-nine.

_The Return from Parnassus._ (London, 1606.)

Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November;
All the rest have thirty-one,
Excepting February alone,
Which hath but twenty-eight, in fine,
Till leap year gives it twenty-nine.

Common in the New England States.

Fourth, eleventh, ninth, and sixth,
Thirty days to each affix;
Every other thirty-one
Except the second month alone.

Common in Chester County, Penn., among the Friends.

"Be of good comfort, Master Ridley," Latimer cried at the
crackling of the flames. "Play the man! We shall this day light
such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never
be put out."[685-1]

There is a garden in her face,
Where roses and white lilies show;
A heavenly paradise is that place,
Wherein all pleasant fruits do grow.
There cherries hang that none may buy,
Till cherry ripe themselves do cry.

_An Howres Recreation in Musike._ (1606. Set to music by Richard Alison.
Oliphant's "La Messa Madrigalesca," p. 229.)

Those cherries fairly do enclose
Of orient pearl a double row;
Which when her lovely laughter shows,
They look like rosebuds filled with snow.

_An Howres Recreation in Musike._ (1606. Set to music by Richard Alison.
Oliphant's "La Messa Madrigalesca," p. 229.)

A vest as admired Voltiger had on,
Which from this Island's foes his grandsire won,
Whose artful colour pass'd the Tyrian dye,
Obliged to triumph in this legacy.[685-2]

_The British Princes, p. 96._ (1669.)

When Adam dolve, and Eve span,
Who was then the gentleman?

_Lines used by John Ball in Wat Tyler's Rebellion._[685-3]

Now bething the, gentilman,
How Adam dalf, and Eve span.[686-1]

_MS. of the Fifteenth Century_ (British Museum).

Use three Physicians,--
Still-first Dr. Quiet;
Next Dr. Mery-man,
And Dr. Dyet.[686-2]

_Regimen Sanitatis Salernitanum_ (edition of 1607).

The King of France went up the hill
With twenty thousand men;
The King of France came down the hill,
And ne'er went up again.

_Pigges Corantoe, or Newes from the North._[686-3]

* * * * *

_From The New England Primer._[686-4]

In Adam's fall
We sinned all.

My Book and Heart
Must never part.

Young Obadias,
David, Josias,--
All were pious.

Peter denyed
His Lord, and cryed.

Young Timothy
Learnt sin to fly.

Xerxes did die,
And so must I.

Zaccheus he
Did climb the tree
Our Lord to see.

Our days begin with trouble here,
Our life is but a span,
And cruel death is always near,
So frail a thing is man.

Now I lay me down to take my sleep,[687-1]
I pray the Lord my soul to keep;
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.

His wife, with nine small children and one at the breast,
following him to the stake.

_Martyrdom of John Rogers. Burned at Smithfield, Feb. 14, 1554._[687-2]

* * * * *

And shall Trelawny die?
Here 's twenty thousand Cornish men
Will know the reason why.[687-3]

Mater ait natæ, dic natæ, natam
Ut moneat natæ, plangere filiolam.

The mother to her daughter spake:
"Daughter," said she, "arise!
Thy daughter to her daughter take,
Whose daughter's daughter cries."

_A Distich, according to Zwingler, on a Lady of the Dalburg Family who
saw her descendants to the sixth generation._

A woman's work, grave sirs, is never done.

_Poem spoken by Mr. Eusden at a Cambridge Commencement._[688-1]

Count that day lost whose low descending sun
Views from thy hand no worthy action done.[688-2]

_Author unknown._[688-3]

The gloomy companions of a disturbed imagination, the melancholy
madness of poetry without the inspiration.[688-4]

_Letters of Junius. Letter vii. To Sir W. Draper._

I do not give you to posterity as a pattern to imitate, but as an
example to deter.

_Letters of Junius. Letter xii. To the Duke of Grafton._

The Americans equally detest the pageantry of a king and the
supercilious hypocrisy of a bishop.[688-5]

_Letters of Junius. Letter xxxv._

The heart to conceive, the understanding to direct, or the hand
to execute.[688-6]

_Letters of Junius. Letter xxxvii. City Address, and the King's Answer._

Private credit is wealth; public honour is security. The feather
that adorns the royal bird supports its flight; strip him of his
plumage, and you fix him to the earth.

_Letters of Junius. Letter xlii. Affair of the Falkland Islands._

'T is well to be merry and wise,
'T is well to be honest and true;
'T is well to be off with the old love
Before you are on with the new.

_Lines used by Maturin as the motto to "Bertram," produced at Drury Lane,

Still so gently o'er me stealing,
Mem'ry will bring back the feeling,
Spite of all my grief revealing,
That I love thee,--that I dearly love thee still.

_Opera of La Sonnambula._

Happy am I; from care I 'm free!
Why ar' n't they all contented like me?

_Opera of La Bayadère._

It is so soon that I am done for,
I wonder what I was begun for.

_Epitaph on a child who died at the age of three weeks_ (_Cheltenham

An Austrian army, awfully array'd,
Boldly by battery besiege Belgrade;
Cossack commanders cannonading come,
Deal devastation's dire destructive doom;
Ev'ry endeavour engineers essay,
For fame, for freedom, fight, fierce furious fray.
Gen'rals 'gainst gen'rals grapple,--gracious God!
How honors Heav'n heroic hardihood!
Infuriate, indiscriminate in ill,
Just Jesus, instant innocence instill!
Kinsmen kill kinsmen, kindred kindred kill.
Labour low levels longest, loftiest lines;
Men march 'midst mounds, motes, mountains, murd'rous mines.
Now noisy, noxious numbers notice nought,
Of outward obstacles o'ercoming ought;
Poor patriots perish, persecution's pest!
Quite quiet Quakers "Quarter, quarter" quest;
Reason returns, religion, right, redounds,
Suwarrow stop such sanguinary sounds!
Truce to thee, Turkey, terror to thy train!
Unwise, unjust, unmerciful Ukraine!
Vanish vile vengeance, vanish victory vain!
Why wish we warfare? wherefore welcome won
Xerxes, Xantippus, Xavier, Xenophon?
Yield, ye young Yaghier yeomen, yield your yell!
Zimmerman's, Zoroaster's, Zeno's zeal
Again attract; arts against arms appeal.
All, all ambitious aims, avaunt, away!
Et cætera, et cætera, et cætera.

_Alliteration, or the Siege of Belgrade: a Rondeau._[690-1]

But were it to my fancy given
To rate her charms, I 'd call them heaven;
For though a mortal made of clay,
Angels must love Ann Hathaway;
She hath a way so to control,
To rapture the imprisoned soul,
And sweetest heaven on earth display,
That to be heaven Ann hath a way;
She hath a way,
Ann Hathaway,--
To be heaven's self Ann hath a way.

_Attributed to Shakespeare._[690-2]


[682-1] Babylon in ruins is not so melancholy a spectacle (as a
distracted person). ADDISON: _Spectator, No. 421._

Hope told a flattering tale,
That Joy would soon return;
Ah! naught my sighs avail,
For Love is doomed to mourn.

ANONYMOUS (air by Giovanni Paisiello, 1741-1816): _Universal
Songster, vol. i. p. 320._

[683-2] BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER: _The Knight of the Burning Pestle,
act i. sc. 3._

[683-3] Hakewill translated this from the "Theatrum Vitæ Humanæ,"
vol. iii.

[684-1] Altered by Johnson (1783),--

Between the stirrup and the ground,
I mercy ask'd; I mercy found.

[685-1] I shall light a candle of understanding in thine heart,
which shall not be put out.--_2 Esdras xiv. 25._

[685-2] The oft-quoted lines,--

A painted vest Prince Voltiger had on,
Which from a naked Pict his grandsire won,

have been ascribed to Blackmore, but suppressed in the later
editions of his poems.

[685-3] HUME: _History of England, vol. i. chap. xvii. note 8._

[686-1] The same proverb existed in German:--

So Adam reutte, und Eva span,
Wer war da ein eddelman?

AGRICOLA: _Proverbs. No. 254._

[686-2] See Swift, page 293.

[686-3] A quarto tract printed in London in 1642, p. 3. This is
called "Old Tarlton's Song."

[686-4] As early as 1691, Benjamin Harris, of Boston, advertised
as in press the second impression of the New England Primer. The
oldest copy known to be extant is 1737.

[687-1] It is said that in the earliest edition of the New England
Primer this prayer is given as above, which is copied from the
reprint of 1777. In the edition of 1784 it is altered to "Now I
lay me down to sleep." In the edition of 1814 the second line of
the prayer reads, "I pray thee, Lord, my soul to keep."

[687-2] The true date of his death is Feb. 4, 1555.

[687-3] Robert Stephen Hawker incorporated these lines into "The
Song of the Western Men," written by him in 1825. It was praised
by Sir Walter Scott and Macaulay under the impression that it was
the ancient song. It has been a popular proverb throughout
Cornwall ever since the imprisonment by James II. of the seven
bishops,--one of them Sir Jonathan Trelawny.

[688-1] It was printed for the second time, in London, 1714.

[688-2] In the Preface to Mr. Nichols's work on Autographs, among
other albums noticed by him as being in the British Museum is that
of David Krieg, with James Bobart's autograph (Dec. 8, 1697) and
the verses,--

_Virtus sui gloria._
"Think that day lost whose descending sun
Views from thy hand no noble action done."

Bobart died about 1726. He was a son of the celebrated botanist of
that name. The verses are given as an early instance of their use.

[688-3] This is found in Staniford's "Art of Reading," third
edition, p. 27 (Boston, 1803).

[688-4] See Burke, page 412.

[688-5] See Choate, page 588.

[688-6] See Clarendon, page 255.

[690-1] These lines having been incorrectly printed in a London
publication, we have been favoured by the author with an authentic
copy of them.--_Wheeler's Magazine, vol. i. p. 244._ (Winchester,
England, 1828.)

[690-2] This poem entire may be found in Rossiter Johnson's
"Famous Single and Fugitive Poems."



We ought to do our neighbour all the good we can. If you do good,
good will be done to you; but if you do evil, the same will be
measured back to you again.[691-2]

_Dabschelim and Pilpay. Chap. i._

It has been the providence of Nature to give this creature [the
cat] nine lives instead of one.[691-3]

_The Greedy and Ambitious Cat. Fable iii._

There is no gathering the rose without being pricked by the

_The Two Travellers. Chap. ii. Fable vi._

Wise men say that there are three sorts of persons who are wholly
deprived of judgment,--they who are ambitious of preferments in
the courts of princes; they who make use of poison to show their
skill in curing it; and they who intrust women with their

_The Two Travellers. Chap. ii. Fable vi._

Men are used as they use others.

_The King who became Just. Fable ix._

What is bred in the bone will never come out of the flesh.[691-5]

_The Two Fishermen. Fable xiv._

Guilty consciences always make people cowards.[691-6]

_The Prince and his Minister. Chap. iii. Fable iii._

Whoever . . . prefers the service of princes before his duty to
his Creator, will be sure, early or late, to repent in vain.

_The Prince and his Minister. Chap. iii. Fable iii._

There are some who bear a grudge even to those that do them good.

_A Religious Doctor. Fable vi._

There was once, in a remote part of the East, a man who was
altogether void of knowledge and experience, yet presumed to call
himself a physician.

_The Ignorant Physician. Fable viii._

He that plants thorns must never expect to gather roses.[692-1]

_The Ignorant Physician. Fable viii._

Honest men esteem and value nothing so much in this world as a
real friend. Such a one is as it were another self, to whom we
impart our most secret thoughts, who partakes of our joy, and
comforts us in our affliction; add to this, that his company is
an everlasting pleasure to us.

_Choice of Friends. Chap. iv._

That possession was the strongest tenure of the law.[692-2]

_The Cat and the two Birds. Chap. v. Fable iv._


[691-1] Pilpay is supposed to have been a Brahmin gymnosophist,
and to have lived several centuries before Christ. The earliest
form in which his Fables appear is in the Pancha-tantra and
Hitopadesa of the Sanskrit. The first translation was into the
Pehlvi language, and thence into the Arabic, about the seventh
century. The first English translation appeared in 1570.

[691-2] And with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you
again.--_Matthew vii. 2._

[691-3] See Heywood, page 16.

[691-4] See Herrick, page 203.

[691-5] See Heywood, page 19.

[691-6] See Shakespeare, page 136.

[692-1] See Butler, page 214.

[692-2] See Cibber, page 296.

HESIOD. _Circa_ 720 (?) B. C.

(_Translation by J. Banks, M. A., with a few alterations._[692-3])

We know to tell many fictions like to truths, and we know, when
we will, to speak what is true.

_The Theogony. Line 27._

On the tongue of such an one they shed a honeyed dew,[692-4] and
from his lips drop gentle words.

_The Theogony. Line 82._

Night, having Sleep, the brother of Death.[692-5]

_The Theogony. Line 754._

From whose eyelids also as they gazed dropped love.[693-1]

_The Theogony. Line 910._

Both potter is jealous of potter and craftsman of craftsman; and
poor man has a grudge against poor man, and poet against

_Works and Days. Line 25._

Fools! they know not how much half exceeds the whole.[693-3]

_Works and Days. Line 40._

For full indeed is earth of woes, and full the sea; and in the
day as well as night diseases unbidden haunt mankind, silently
bearing ills to men, for all-wise Zeus hath taken from them their
voice. So utterly impossible is it to escape the will of Zeus.

_Works and Days. Line 101._

They died, as if o'ercome by sleep.

_Works and Days. Line 116._

Oft hath even a whole city reaped the evil fruit of a bad

_Works and Days. Line 240._

For himself doth a man work evil in working evils for another.

_Works and Days. Line 265._

Badness, look you, you may choose easily in a heap: level is the
path, and right near it dwells. But before Virtue the immortal
gods have put the sweat of man's brow; and long and steep is the
way to it, and rugged at the first.

_Works and Days. Line 287._

This man, I say, is most perfect who shall have understood
everything for himself, after having devised what may be best
afterward and unto the end.

_Works and Days. Line 293._

Let it please thee to keep in order a moderate-sized farm, that
so thy garners may be full of fruits in their season.

_Works and Days. Line 304._

Invite the man that loves thee to a feast, but let alone thine

_Work and Days. Line 342._

A bad neighbour is as great a misfortune as a good one is a great

_Works and Days. Line 346._

Gain not base gains; base gains are the same as losses.

_Works and Days. Line 353._

If thou shouldst lay up even a little upon a little, and shouldst
do this often, soon would even this become great.

_Works and Days. Line 360._

At the beginning of the cask and at the end take thy fill, but be
saving in the middle; for at the bottom saving comes too late.
Let the price fixed with a friend be sufficient, and even dealing
with a brother call in witnesses, but laughingly.

_Works and Days. Line 366._

Diligence increaseth the fruit of toil. A dilatory man wrestles
with losses.

_Works and Days. Line 412._

The morn, look you, furthers a man on his road, and furthers him
too in his work.

_Works and Days. Line 579._

Observe moderation. In all, the fitting season is best.

_Works and Days. Line 694._

Neither make thy friend equal to a brother; but if thou shalt
have made him so, be not the first to do him wrong.

_Works and Days. Line 707._


[692-3] Bohn's Classical Library.

[692-4] See Coleridge, page 500.

[692-5] See Shelley, page 567.

[693-1] See Milton, page 246.

[693-2] See Gay, page 349.

[693-3] Pittacus said that half was more than the whole.--DIOGENES
LAERTIUS: _Pittacus, ii._

[693-4] One man's wickedness may easily become all men's
curse.--PUBLIUS SYRUS: _Maxim 463._

THEOGNIS. 570(?)-490(?) B. C.

Wine is wont to show the mind of man.

_Maxims. Line 500._

No one goes to Hades with all his immense wealth.[694-1]

_Maxims. Line 725._


[694-1] For when he dieth he shall carry nothing away, his glory
shall not descend after him.--_Psalm xlix. 17._

[These selections from the most famous gnomic sayings of the great tragic
writers of Greece--Æschylus, Sophocles, and Euripides--are chiefly from
the fragments and not from their complete plays. The numbers of the
fragments refer to the edition of Nauck. They are selected and translated
by M. H. Morgan, Ph. D., of Harvard University.]

ÆSCHYLUS. 525-456 B. C.

I would far rather be ignorant than wise in the foreboding of

_Suppliants, 453._

"Honour thy father and thy mother" stands written among the three
laws of most revered righteousness.[695-2]

_Suppliants, 707._

Words are the physicians of a mind diseased.[695-3]

_Prometheus, 378._

Time as he grows old teaches many lessons.

_Prometheus, 981._

God's mouth knows not to utter falsehood, but he will perform
each word.[695-4]

_Prometheus, 1032._

Learning is ever in the freshness of its youth, even for the

_Agamemnon, 584._

Few men have the natural strength to honour a friend's success
without envy. . . . I well know that mirror of friendship, shadow
of a shade.

_Agamemnon, 832._

Exiles feed on hope.

_Agamemnon, 1668._

Success is man's god.

_Choephoræ, 59._

So in the Libyan fable it is told
That once an eagle, stricken with a dart,
Said, when he saw the fashion of the shaft,
"With our own feathers, not by others' hands,
Are we now smitten."[696-1]

_Frag. 135_ (trans. by Plumptre).

Of all the gods, Death only craves not gifts:
Nor sacrifice, nor yet drink-offering poured
Avails; no altars hath he, nor is soothed
By hymns of praise. From him alone of all
The powers of heaven Persuasion holds aloof.

_Frag. 146_ (trans. by Plumptre).

O Death the Healer, scorn thou not, I pray,
To come to me: of cureless ills thou art
The one physician. Pain lays not its touch
Upon a corpse.

_Frag. 250_ (trans. by Plumptre).

A prosperous fool is a grievous burden.

_Frag. 383._

Bronze is the mirror of the form; wine, of the heart.

_Frag. 384._

It is not the oath that makes us believe the man, but the man the

_Frag. 385._


[695-1] See Gray, page 382.

[695-2] The three great laws ascribed to Triptolemus are referred
to,--namely, to honour parents; to worship the gods with the
fruits of the earth; to hurt no living creature. The first two
laws are also ascribed to the centaur Cheiron.

Apt words have power to suage
The tumours of a troubl'd mind.

MILTON: _Samson Agonistes._

[695-4] God is not a man that he should lie; . . . hath he said,
and shall he not do it?--_Numbers xxiii. 19._

[695-5] See Shakespeare, page 64.

[696-1] See Waller, page 219.

SOPHOCLES. 496-406 B. C.

Think not that thy word and thine alone must be right.

_Antigone, 706._

Death is not the worst evil, but rather when we wish to die and

_Electra, 1007._

There is an ancient saying, famous among men, that thou shouldst
not judge fully of a man's life before he dieth, whether it
should be called blest or wretched.[696-2]

_Trachiniæ, 1._

In a just cause the weak o'ercome the strong.[696-3]

_OEdipus Coloneus, 880._

A lie never lives to be old.

_Acrisius. Frag. 59._

Nobody loves life like an old man.

_Acrisius. Frag. 63._

A short saying oft contains much wisdom.[697-1]

_Aletes. Frag. 99._

Do nothing secretly; for Time sees and hears all things, and
discloses all.

_Hipponous. Frag. 280._

It is better not to live at all than to live disgraced.

_Peleus. Frag. 445._

War loves to seek its victims in the young.

_Scyrii. Frag. 507._

If it were possible to heal sorrow by weeping and to raise the
dead with tears, gold were less prized than grief.

_Scyrii. Frag. 510._

Children are the anchors that hold a mother to life.

_Phædra. Frag. 619._

The truth is always the strongest argument.

_Phædra. Frag. 737._

The dice of Zeus fall ever luckily.

_Phædra. Frag. 809._

Fortune is not on the side of the faint-hearted.

_Phædra. Frag. 842._

No oath too binding for a lover.

_Phædra. Frag. 848._

Thoughts are mightier than strength of hand.

_Phædra. Frag. 854._

A wise player ought to accept his throws and score them, not
bewail his luck.

_Phædra. Frag. 862._

If I am Sophocles, I am not mad; and if I am mad, I am not

_Vit. Anon. p. 64_ (Plumptre's Trans.).


[696-2] The saying "Call no man happy before he dies" was ascribed
to Solon. Herodotus, i. 32.

[696-3] See Marlowe, page 40.

[697-1] See Shakespeare, page 133.

EURIPIDES. 484-406 B. C.

Old men's prayers for death are lying prayers, in which they
abuse old age and long extent of life. But when death draws near,
not one is willing to die, and age no longer is a burden to them.

_Alcestis. 669._

The gifts of a bad man bring no good with them.

_Medea. 618._

Moderation, the noblest gift of Heaven.

_Medea. 636._

I know, indeed, the evil of that I purpose; but my inclination
gets the better of my judgment.[698-1]

_Medea. 1078._

There is in the worst of fortune the best of chances for a happy

_Iphigenia in Tauris. 721._

Slowly but surely withal moveth the might of the gods.[698-3]

_Bacchæ. 882._

Thou didst bring me forth for all the Greeks in common, not for
thyself alone.

_Iphigenia in Aulis. 1386._

Slight not what 's near through aiming at what 's far.[698-4]

_Rhesus. 482._

The company of just and righteous men is better than wealth and a
rich estate.

_Ægeus. Frag. 7._

A bad beginning makes a bad ending.

_Æolus. Frag. 32._

Time will explain it all. He is a talker, and needs no
questioning before he speaks.

_Æolus. Frag. 38._

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.

_Alexander. Frag. 44._

The nobly born must nobly meet his fate.[698-5]

_Alcmene. Frag. 100._

Woman is woman's natural ally.

_Alope. Frag. 109._

Man's best possession is a sympathetic wife.

_Antigone. Frag. 164._

Ignorance of one's misfortunes is clear gain.[698-6]

_Antiope. Frag. 204._

Try first thyself, and after call in God;
For to the worker God himself lends aid.[699-1]

_Hippolytus. Frag. 435._

Second thoughts are ever wiser.[699-2]

_Hippolytus. Frag. 436._

Toil, says the proverb, is the sire of fame.

_Licymnius. Frag. 477._

Cowards do not count in battle; they are there, but not in it.

_Meleager. Frag. 523._

A woman should be good for everything at home, but abroad good
for nothing.

_Meleager. Frag. 525._

Silver and gold are not the only coin; virtue too passes current
all over the world.

_OEdipus. Frag. 546._

When good men die their goodness does not perish,
But lives though they are gone. As for the bad,
All that was theirs dies and is buried with them.

_Temenidæ. Frag. 734._

Every man is like the company he is wont to keep.

_Phoenix. Frag. 809._

Who knows but life be that which men call death,[699-3] And death
what men call life?

_Phrixus. Frag. 830._

Whoso neglects learning in his youth, loses the past and is dead
for the future.

_Phrixus. Frag. 927._

The gods visit the sins of the fathers upon the children.

_Phrixus. Frag. 970._


[698-1] See Shakespeare, page 60. Also Garth, page 295.

[698-2] The darkest hour is that before the dawn.--HAZLITT:
_English Proverbs._

[698-3] See Herbert, page 206.

[698-4] See Heywood, page 15.

[698-5] Noblesse oblige.--BOHN: _Foreign Proverbs._

[698-6] See Davenant, page 217.

[699-1] See Herbert, page 206.

[699-2] See Henry, page 283.

[699-3] See Diogenes Laertius, page 766.


We are all clever enough at envying a famous man while he is yet
alive, and at praising him when he is dead.

_Frag. 1._

HIPPOCRATES. 460-359 B. C.

Life is short and the art long.[700-1]

_Aphorism i._

Extreme remedies are very appropriate for extreme

_Aphorism i._


[700-1] See Chaucer, page 6.

[700-2] See Shakespeare, page 141.

For a desperate disease a desperate cure.--MONTAIGNE: _Chap. iii.
The Custom of the Isle of Cea._


Let thy speech be better than silence, or be silent.

_Frag. 6._

PLAUTUS. 254(?)-184 B. C.

(_Translated by Henry Thomas Riley, B. A., with a few variations. The
references are to the text of Ritschl's second edition._[700-3])

What is yours is mine, and all mine is yours.[700-4]

_Trinummus. Act ii. Sc. 2, 48._ (_329._)

Not by years but by disposition is wisdom acquired.

_Trinummus. Act ii. Sc. 2, 88._ (_367._)

These things are not for the best, nor as I think they ought to
be; but still they are better than that which is downright bad.

_Trinummus. Act ii. Sc. 2, 111._ (_392._)

He whom the gods favour dies in youth.[700-5]

_Bacchides. Act iv. Sc. 7, 18._ (_816._)

You are seeking a knot in a bulrush.[701-1]

_Menæchmi. Act ii. Sc. 1, 22._ (_247._)

In the one hand he is carrying a stone, while he shows the bread
in the other.[701-2]

_Aulularia. Act ii. Sc. 2, 18._ (_195._)

I had a regular battle with the dunghill-cock.

_Aulularia. Act iii. Sc. 4, 13._ (_472._)

It was not for nothing that the raven was just now croaking on my
left hand.[701-3]

_Aulularia. Act iv. Sc. 3, 1._ (_624._)

There are occasions when it is undoubtedly better to incur loss
than to make gain.

_Captivi. Act ii. Sc. 2, 77._ (_327._)

Patience is the best remedy for every trouble.[701-4]

_Rudens. Act ii. Sc. 5, 71._

If you are wise, be wise; keep what goods the gods provide you.

_Rudens. Act iv. Sc. 7, 3._ (_1229._)

Consider the little mouse, how sagacious an animal it is which
never entrusts its life to one hole only.[701-5]

_Truculentus. Act iv. Sc. 4, 15._ (_868._)

Nothing is there more friendly to a man than a friend in

_Epidicus. Act iii. Sc. 3, 44._ (_425._)

Things which you do not hope happen more frequently than things
which you do hope.[701-7]

_Mostellaria. Act i. Sc. 3, 40._ (_197._)

To blow and swallow at the same moment is not easy.

_Mostellaria. Act iii. Sc. 2, 104._ (_791._)

Each man reaps on his own farm.

_Mostellaria. Act iii. Sc. 2, 112._ (_799._)


[700-3] Bohn's Classical Library.

[700-4] See Shakespeare, page 50.

[700-5] See Wordsworth, page 479.

[701-1] A proverbial expression implying a desire to create doubts
and difficulties where there really were none. It occurs in
Terence, the "Andria," act v. sc. 4, 38; also in Ennius, "Saturæ,"

[701-2] What man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will
he give him a stone?--_Matthew vii. 9._

[701-3] See Gay, page 349.

[701-4] Patience is a remedy for every sorrow.--PUBLIUS SYRUS:
_Maxim 170._

[701-5] See Chaucer, page 4.

[701-6] A friend in need is a friend indeed.--HAZLITT: _English

[701-7] The unexpected always happens.--_A common proverb._

TERENCE. 185-159 B. C.

(_From the translation of Henry Thomas Riley, B. A., with occasional
corrections. The references are to the text of Umpfenbach._[702-1])

Do not they bring it to pass by knowing that they know nothing at

_Andria. The Prologue. 17._

Of surpassing beauty and in the bloom of youth.

_Andria. Act i. Sc. 1, 45._ (_72._)

Hence these tears.

_Andria. Act i. Sc. 1, 99._ (_126._)

That is a true proverb which is wont to be commonly quoted, that
"all had rather it were well for themselves than for another."

_Andria. Act ii. Sc. 5, 15._ (_426._)

The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.[702-2]

_Andria. Act iii. Sc. 3, 23._ (_555._)

Look you, I am the most concerned in my own interests.[702-3]

_Andria. Act iv. Sc. 1, 12._ (_636._)

In fine, nothing is said now that has not been said before.

_Eunuchus. The Prologue. 41._

It is up with you; all is over; you are ruined.

_Eunuchus. Act i. Sc. 1, 9._ (_54._)

If I could believe that this was said sincerely, I could put up
with anything.

_Eunuchus. Act i. Sc. 2, 96._ (_176._)

Immortal gods! how much does one man excel another! What a
difference there is between a wise person and a fool!

_Eunuchus. Act ii. Sc. 2, 1._ (_232._)

I have everything, yet have nothing; and although I possess
nothing, still of nothing am I in want.[702-4]

_Eunuchus. Act ii. Sc. 2, 12._ (_243._)

There are vicissitudes in all things.

_Eunuchus. Act ii. Sc. 2, 45._ (_276._)

The very flower of youth.

_Eunuchus. Act ii. Sc. 3, 28._ (_319._)

I did not care one straw.

_Eunuchus. Act iii. Sc. 1, 21._ (_411._)

Jupiter, now assuredly is the time when I could readily consent
to be slain,[703-1] lest life should sully this ecstasy with some

_Eunuchus. Act iii. Sc. 5, 2._ (_550._)

This and a great deal more like it I have had to put up with.

_Eunuchus. Act iv. Sc. 6, 8._ (_746._)

Take care and say this with presence of mind.[703-2]

_Eunuchus. Act iv. Sc. 6, 31._ (_769._)

It behooves a prudent person to make trial of everything before

_Eunuchus. Act iv. Sc. 7, 19._ (_789._)

I know the disposition of women: when you will, they won't; when
you won't, they set their hearts upon you of their own

_Eunuchus. Act iv. Sc. 7, 42._ (_812._)

I took to my heels as fast as I could.

_Eunuchus. Act v. Sc. 2, 5._ (_844._)

Many a time, . . . from a bad beginning great friendships have
sprung up.

_Eunuchus. Act v. Sc. 2, 34._ (_873._)

I only wish I may see your head stroked down with a

_Eunuchus. Act v. Sc. 7, 4._ (_1028._)

I am a man, and nothing that concerns a man do I deem a matter of
indifference to me.[703-4]

_Heautontimoroumenos. Act i. Sc. 1, 25._ (_77._)

This is a wise maxim, "to take warning from others of what may be
to your own advantage."

_Heautontimoroumenos. Act i. Sc. 2, 36._ (_210._)

That saying which I hear commonly repeated,--that time assuages

_Heautontimoroumenos. Act iii. Sc. 1, 12._ (_421._)

Really, you have seen the old age of an eagle,[704-1] as the
saying is.

_Heautontimoroumenos. Act iii. Sc. 2, 9._ (_520._)

Many a time a man cannot be such as he would be, if circumstances
do not admit of it.

_Heautontimoroumenos. Act iv. Sc. 1, 53._ (_666._)

Nothing is so difficult but that it may be found out by seeking.

_Heautontimoroumenos. Act iv. Sc. 2, 8._ (_675._)

What now if the sky were to fall?[704-2]

_Heautontimoroumenos. Act iv. Sc. 3, 41._ (_719._)

Rigorous law is often rigorous injustice.[704-3]

_Heautontimoroumenos. Act iv. Sc. 5, 48._ (_796._)

There is nothing so easy but that it becomes difficult when you
do it with reluctance.

_Heautontimoroumenos. Act iv. Sc. 6, 1._ (_805._)

How many things, both just and unjust, are sanctioned by custom!

_Heautontimoroumenos. Act iv. Sc. 7, 11._ (_839._)

Fortune helps the brave.[704-4]

_Phormio. Act i. Sc. 4, 25._ (_203._)

It is the duty of all persons, when affairs are the most
prosperous,[704-5] then in especial to reflect within themselves
in what way they are to endure adversity.

_Phormio. Act ii. Sc. 1, 11._ (_241._)

As many men, so many minds; every one his own way.

_Phormio. Act ii. Sc. 4, 14._ (_454._)

As the saying is, I have got a wolf by the ears.[705-1]

_Phormio. Act iii. Sc. 2, 21._ (_506._)

I bid him look into the lives of men as though into a mirror, and
from others to take an example for himself.

_Adelphoe. Act iii. Sc. 3, 61._ (_415._)

According as the man is, so must you humour him.

_Adelphoe. Act iii. Sc. 3, 77._ (_431._)

It is a maxim of old that among themselves all things are common
to friends.[705-2]

_Adelphoe. Act v. Sc. 3, 18._ (_803._)

What comes from this quarter, set it down as so much gain.

_Adelphoe. Act v. Sc. 3, 30._ (_816._)

It is the common vice of all, in old age, to be too intent upon
our interests.[705-3]

_Adelphoe. Act v. Sc. 8, 30._ (_953._)


[702-1] Bonn's Classical Library.

[702-2] See Edwards, page 21.

[702-3] Equivalent to our sayings, "Charity begins at home;" "Take
care of Number One."

[702-4] See Wotton, page 174.

If it were now to die,
'T were now to be most happy.

SHAKESPEARE: _Othello, act ii. sc. 1._

[703-2] Literally, "with a present mind,"--equivalent to Cæsar's
_præsentia animi_ (De Bello Gallico, v. 43, 4).

[703-3] According to Lucian, there was a story that Omphale used
to beat Hercules with her slipper or sandal.

[703-4] Cicero quotes this passage in De Officiis, i. 30.

[704-1] This was a proverbial expression, signifying a hale and
vigorous old age.

[704-2] See Heywood, page 11.

Some ambassadors from the Celtæ, being asked by Alexander what in
the world they dreaded most, answered, that they feared lest the
sky should fall upon them.--ARRIANUS: _lib. i. 4._

[704-3] Extreme law, extreme injustice, is now become a stale
proverb in discourse.--CICERO: _De Officiis, i. 33._

Une extrême justice est souvent une injure (Extreme justice is
often injustice).--RACINE: _Frères Ennemies, act iv. sc. 3._

Mais l'extrême justice est une extrême injure.--VOLTAIRE:
_OEdipus, act iii. sc. 3._

[704-4] Pliny the Younger says (book vi. letter xvi.) that Pliny
the Elder said this during the eruption of Vesuvius: "Fortune
favours the brave."

[704-5] CICERO: _Tusculan Questions, book iii. 30._

[705-1] A proverbial expression, which, according to Suetonius,
was frequently in the mouth of Tiberius Cæsar.

[705-2] All things are in common among friends.--DIOGENES
LAERTIUS: _Diogenes, vi._

[705-3] Cicero quotes this passage (Tusculan Questions, book
iii.), and the maxim was a favourite one with the Stoic

CICERO. 106-43 B. C.

For as lack of adornment is said to become some women, so this
subtle oration, though without embellishment, gives

_De Oratore. 78._

Thus in the beginning the world was so made that certain signs
come before certain events.[705-5]

_De Divinatione. i. 118._

He is never less at leisure than when at leisure.[705-6]

_De Officiis. iii. 1._

While the sick man has life there is hope.[705-7]

_Epistolarum ad Atticum. ix. 10, 4._


[705-4] See Thomson, page 356.

[705-5] See Coleridge, page 504.

[705-6] See Rogers, page 455.

[705-7] See Gay, page 349.

LUCRETIUS. 95-55 B. C.

Continual dropping wears away a stone.[706-1]

_De Rerum Natura. i. 313._

What is food to one man may be fierce poison to others.[706-2]

_De Rerum Natura. iv. 637._

In the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something
bitter, which stings in the very flowers.[706-3]

_De Rerum Natura. iv. 1133._


[706-1] See Lyly, page 32.

[706-2] See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 199.

[706-3] See Byron, page 540.

HORACE. 65-8 B. C.

Brave men were living before Agamemnon.[706-4]

_Odes. iv. 9, 25._

In peace, as a wise man, he should make suitable preparation for

_Satires, ii. 2._ (_111._)

You may see me, fat and shining, with well-cared-for hide, . . .
a hog from Epicurus's herd.[706-6]

_Satires, ii. 4, 15._

What the discordant harmony of circumstances would and could

_Epistles, i. 12, 19._

If you wish me to weep, you yourself must feel grief.[706-8]

_Ars Poetica. 102._

The mountains will be in labour; an absurd mouse will be

_Ars Poetica. 139._

Even the worthy Homer sometimes nods.[706-10]

_Ars Poetica. 359._


[706-4] See Byron, page 555.

[706-5] See Washington, page 425.

[706-6] See Mason, page 393.

[706-7] See Burke, page 409.

[706-8] See Churchill, page 412.

[706-9] A mountain was in labour, sending forth dreadful groans,
and there was in the region the highest expectation. After all, it
brought forth a mouse.--PHÆDRUS: _Fables, iv. 22, 1._

The old proverb was now made good: "The mountain had brought forth
a mouse."--PLUTARCH: _Life of Agesilaus II._

[706-10] See Pope, page 323.

OVID. 43 B. C.-18 A. D.

They come to see; they come that they themselves may be

_The Art of Love. i. 99._

Nothing is stronger than custom.

_The Art of Love. ii. 345._

Then the omnipotent Father with his thunder made Olympus tremble,
and from Ossa hurled Pelion.[707-2]

_Metamorphoses. i._

It is the mind that makes the man, and our vigour is in our
immortal soul.[707-3]

_Metamorphoses. xiii._

The mind, conscious of rectitude, laughed to scorn the falsehood
of report.[707-4]

_Fasti. iv. 311._


[707-1] See Chaucer, page 3.

[707-2] See Pope, page 344.

I would have you call to mind the strength of the ancient giants,
that undertook to lay the high mountain Pelion on the top of Ossa,
and set among those the shady Olympus.--RABELAIS: _Works, book iv.
chap. xxxviii._

[707-3] See Watts, page 303.

[707-4] And the mind conscious of virtue may bring to thee
suitable rewards.--VIRGIL: _Æneid, i. 604._


Love thyself, and many will hate thee.

_Frag. 146._

Practice in time becomes second nature.[707-5]

_Frag. 227._

When God is planning ruin for a man, He first deprives him of his

_Frag. 379._

When I am dead let fire destroy the world;
It matters not to me, for I am safe.

_Frag. 430._

Toil does not come to help the idle.

_Frag. 440._


[707-5] Custom is almost a second nature.--PLUTARCH: _Rules for
the Preservation of Health, 18._

[707-6] See Dryden, page 269.

This may have been the original of the well known (but probably
post-classical) line, "Quem Jupiter vult perdere, dementat prius."
Publius Syrus has, "Stultum facit fortuna quem vult perdere."

PUBLIUS SYRUS.[708-1] 42 B. C.

(_Translation by Darius Lyman. The numbers are those of the translator._)

As men, we are all equal in the presence of death.

_Maxim 1._

To do two things at once is to do neither.

_Maxim 7._

We are interested in others when they are interested in

_Maxim 16._

Every one excels in something in which another fails.

_Maxim 17._

The anger of lovers renews the strength of love.[708-3]

_Maxim 24._

A god could hardly love and be wise.[708-4]

_Maxim 25._

The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.[708-5]

_Maxim 38._

He sleeps well who knows not that he sleeps ill.

_Maxim 77._

A good reputation is more valuable than money.[708-6]

_Maxim 108._

It is well to moor your bark with two anchors.

_Maxim 119._

Learn to see in another's calamity the ills which you should

_Maxim 120._

An agreeable companion on a journey is as good as a carriage.

_Maxim 143._

Society in shipwreck is a comfort to all.[708-8]

_Maxim 144._

Many receive advice, few profit by it.

_Maxim 149._

Patience is a remedy for every sorrow.[709-1]

_Maxim 170._

While we stop to think, we often miss our opportunity.

_Maxim 185._

Whatever you can lose, you should reckon of no account.

_Maxim 191._

Even a single hair casts its shadow.

_Maxim 228._

It is sometimes expedient to forget who we are.

_Maxim 233._

We may with advantage at times forget what we know.

_Maxim 234._

You should hammer your iron when it is glowing hot.[709-2]

_Maxim 262._

What is left when honour is lost?

_Maxim 265._

A fair exterior is a silent recommendation.

_Maxim 267._

Fortune is not satisfied with inflicting one calamity.

_Maxim 274._

When Fortune is on our side, popular favour bears her company.

_Maxim 275._

When Fortune flatters, she does it to betray.

_Maxim 277._

Fortune is like glass,--the brighter the glitter, the more easily

_Maxim 280._

It is more easy to get a favour from fortune than to keep it.

_Maxim 282._

His own character is the arbiter of every one's fortune.[709-3]

_Maxim 283._

There are some remedies worse than the disease.[709-4]

_Maxim 301._

Powerful indeed is the empire of habit.[709-5]

_Maxim 305._

Amid a multitude of projects, no plan is devised.[709-6]

_Maxim 319._

It is easy for men to talk one thing and think another.

_Maxim 322._

When two do the same thing, it is not the same thing after all.

_Maxim 338._

A cock has great influence on his own dunghill.[710-1]

_Maxim 357._

Any one can hold the helm when the sea is calm.[710-2]

_Maxim 358._

No tears are shed when an enemy dies.

_Maxim 376._

The bow too tensely strung is easily broken.

_Maxim 388._

Treat your friend as if he might become an enemy.

_Maxim 401._

No pleasure endures unseasoned by variety.[710-3]

_Maxim 406._

The judge is condemned when the criminal is acquitted.[710-4]

_Maxim 407._

Practice is the best of all instructors.[710-5]

_Maxim 439._

He who is bent on doing evil can never want occasion.

_Maxim 459._

One man's wickedness may easily become all men's curse.

_Maxim 463._

Never find your delight in another's misfortune.

_Maxim 467._

It is a bad plan that admits of no modification.

_Maxim 469._

It is better to have a little than nothing.

_Maxim 484._

It is an unhappy lot which finds no enemies.

_Maxim 499._

The fear of death is more to be dreaded than death itself.[711-1]

_Maxim 511._

A rolling stone gathers no moss.[711-2]

_Maxim 524._

Never promise more than you can perform.

_Maxim 528._

A wise man never refuses anything to necessity.[711-3]

_Maxim 540._

No one should be judge in his own cause.[711-4]

_Maxim 545._

Necessity knows no law except to conquer.[711-5]

_Maxim 553._

Nothing can be done at once hastily and prudently.[711-6]

_Maxim 557._

We desire nothing so much as what we ought not to have.

_Maxim 559._

It is only the ignorant who despise education.

_Maxim 571._

Do not turn back when you are just at the goal.[711-7]

_Maxim 580._

It is not every question that deserves an answer.

_Maxim 581._

No man is happy who does not think himself so.[711-8]

_Maxim 584._

Never thrust your own sickle into another's corn.[711-9]

_Maxim 593._

You cannot put the same shoe on every foot.

_Maxim 596._

He bids fair to grow wise who has discovered that he is not so.

_Maxim 598._

A guilty conscience never feels secure.[712-1]

_Maxim 617._

Every day should be passed as if it were to be our last.[712-2]

_Maxim 633._

Familiarity breeds contempt.[712-3]

_Maxim 640._

Money alone sets all the world in motion.

_Maxim 656._

He who has plenty of pepper will pepper his cabbage.

_Maxim 673._

You should go to a pear-tree for pears, not to an elm.[712-4]

_Maxim 674._

It is a very hard undertaking to seek to please everybody.

_Maxim 675._

We should provide in peace what we need in war.[712-5]

_Maxim 709._

Look for a tough wedge for a tough log.

_Maxim 723._

How happy the life unembarrassed by the cares of business!

_Maxim 725._

They who plough the sea do not carry the winds in their

_Maxim 759._

He gets through too late who goes too fast.

_Maxim 767._

In every enterprise consider where you would come out.[712-7]

_Maxim 777._

It takes a long time to bring excellence to maturity.

_Maxim 780._

The highest condition takes rise in the lowest.

_Maxim 781._

It matters not what you are thought to be, but what you are.

_Maxim 785._

No one knows what he can do till he tries.

_Maxim 786._

The next day is never so good as the day before.

_Maxim 815._

He is truly wise who gains wisdom from another's mishap.

_Maxim 825._

Good health and good sense are two of life's greatest blessings.

_Maxim 827._

It matters not how long you live, but how well.

_Maxim 829._

It is vain to look for a defence against lightning.[713-1]

_Maxim 835._

No good man ever grew rich all at once.[713-2]

_Maxim 837._

Everything is worth what its purchaser will pay for it.[713-3]

_Maxim 847._

It is better to learn late than never.[713-4]

_Maxim 864._

Better be ignorant of a matter than half know it.[713-5]

_Maxim 865._

Better use medicines at the outset than at the last moment.

_Maxim 866._

Prosperity makes friends, adversity tries them.

_Maxim 872._

Whom Fortune wishes to destroy she first makes mad.[713-6]

_Maxim 911._

Let a fool hold his tongue and he will pass for a sage.

_Maxim 914._

He knows not when to be silent who knows not when to speak.

_Maxim 930._

You need not hang up the ivy-branch over the wine that will

_Maxim 968._

It is a consolation to the wretched to have companions in

_Maxim 995._

Unless degree is preserved, the first place is safe for no

_Maxim 1042._

Confession of our faults is the next thing to innocency.

_Maxim 1060._

I have often regretted my speech, never my silence.[714-4]

_Maxim 1070._

Keep the golden mean[714-5] between saying too much and too

_Maxim 1072._

Speech is a mirror of the soul: as a man speaks, so is he.

_Maxim 1073._


[708-1] Commonly called Publius, but spelled Publilius by Pliny
(Natural History, 35, sect. 199).

[708-2] We always like those who admire us.--ROCHEFOUCAULD: _Maxim

[708-3] See Edwards, page 21.

[708-4] It is impossible to love and be wise.--BACON: _Of Love_

[708-5] See Shakespeare, page 154.

[708-6] A good name is better than riches.--CERVANTES: _Don
Quixote, part ii. book ii. chap. xxxiii._

[708-7] The best plan is, as the common proverb has it, to profit
by the folly of others.--PLINY: _Natural History, book xviii.
sect. 31._

[708-8] See Maxim 995.

[709-1] See Plautus, page 701.

[709-2] See Heywood, page 10.

[709-3] See Bacon, page 167.

[709-4] See Bacon, page 165.

Marius said, "I see the cure is not worth the pain."--PLUTARCH:
_Life of Caius Marius._

[709-5] Habit is second nature.--MONTAIGNE: _Essays, book iii.
chap. x._

[709-6] He that hath many irons in the fire, some of them will
cool.--HAZLITT: _English Proverbs._

[710-1] See Heywood, page 14.

The sea being smooth,
How many shallow bauble boats dare sail
Upon her patient breast.

SHAKESPEARE: _Troilus and Cressida, act i. sc. 3._

[710-3] See Cowper, page 419.

[710-4] Judex damnatur cum nocens absolvitur,--the motto adopted
for the "Edinburgh Review."

[710-5] Practice makes perfect.--_Proverb._

[711-1] See Shakespeare, page 48.

[711-2] See Heywood, page 14.

[711-3] Yet do I hold that mortal foolish who strives against the
stress of necessity.--EURIPIDES: _Hercules Furens, line 281._

[711-4] It is not permitted to the most equitable of men to be a
judge in his own cause.--PASCAL: _Thoughts, chap. iv. 1._

[711-5] See Milton, page 232.

[711-6] See Chaucer, page 3.

[711-7] When men are arrived at the goal, they should not turn
back.--PLUTARCH: _Of the Training of Children._

[711-8] No man can enjoy happiness without thinking that he enjoys
it.--JOHNSON: _The Rambler, p. 150._

[711-9] Did thrust as now in others' corn his sickle.--DU BARTAS:
_Divine Weekes and Workes, part ii. Second Weeke._

Not presuming to put my sickle in another man's corn.--NICHOLAS
YONGE: _Musica Transalpini. Epistle Dedicatory. 1588._

[712-1] See Shakespeare, page 136.

[712-2] Thou wilt find rest from vain fancies if thou doest every
act in life as though it were thy last.--MARCUS AURELIUS:
_Meditations, ii. 5._

[712-3] See Shakespeare, page 45.

[712-4] You may as well expect pears from an elm.--CERVANTES: _Don
Quixote, part ii. book ii. chap. xl._

[712-5] See Washington, page 425.

[712-6] The pilot cannot mitigate the billows or calm the
winds.--PLUTARCH: _Of the Tranquillity of the Mind._

[712-7] In every affair consider what precedes and what follows,
and then undertake it.--EPICTETUS: _That everything is to be
undertaken with circumspection, chap. xv._

[713-1] Syrus was not a contemporary of Franklin.

[713-2] No just man ever became rich all at once.--MENANDER:

[713-3] See Butler, page 213.

[713-4] See Shakespeare, page 64.

[713-5] See Bacon, page 166.

[713-6] See Dryden, page 269.

[714-1] See Shakespeare, page 72.

[714-2] See Maxim 144.

[714-3] See Shakespeare, page 102.

[714-4] Simonides said "that he never repented that he held his
tongue, but often that he had spoken."--PLUTARCH: _Rules for the
Preservation of Health._

SENECA. 8 B. C.-65 A. D.

Not lost, but gone before.[714-6]

_Epistolæ. 63, 16._

Whom they have injured they also hate.[714-7]

_De Ira. ii. 33._

Fire is the test of gold; adversity, of strong men.[714-8]

_De Providentia. 5, 9._

There is no great genius without a tincture of madness.[714-9]

_De Tranquillitate Animi. 17._

Do you seek Alcides' equal? None is, except himself.[714-10]

_Hercules Furens. i. 1, 84._

Successful and fortunate crime is called virtue.[715-1]

_Hercules Furens. 255._

A good man possesses a kingdom.[715-2]

_Thyestes. 380._

I do not distinguish by the eye, but by the mind, which is the
proper judge of the man.[715-3]

_On a Happy Life. 2._ (_L' Estrange's Abstract, Chap. i._)


[714-5] See Cowper, page 424.

[714-6] See Rogers, page 455.

[714-7] See Dryden, page 275.

[714-8] See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 197.

[714-9] See Dryden, page 267.

[714-10] See Theobald, page 352.

[715-1] See Harrington, page 39.

[715-2] See Dyer, page 22.

[715-3] See Watts, page 303.


(_Translation by H. T. Riley, B. A._[715-4])

Submit to the present evil, lest a greater one befall you.

_Book i. Fable 2, 31._

He who covets what belongs to another deservedly loses his own.

_Book i. Fable 4, 1._

That it is unwise to be heedless ourselves while we are giving
advice to others, I will show in a few lines.

_Book i. Fable 9, 1._

Whoever has even once become notorious by base fraud, even if he
speaks the truth, gains no belief.

_Book i. Fable 10, 1._

By this story [The Fox and the Raven] it is shown how much
ingenuity avails, and how wisdom is always an overmatch for

_Book i. Fable 13, 13._

No one returns with good-will to the place which has done him a

_Book i. Fable 18, 1._

It has been related that dogs drink at the river Nile running
along, that they may not be seized by the crocodiles.[715-5]

_Book i. Fable 25, 3._

Every one is bound to bear patiently the results of his own

_Book i. Fable 26, 12._

Come of it what may, as Sinon said.

_Book iii. The Prologue, 27._

Things are not always what they seem.[716-1]

_Book iv. Fable 2, 5._

Jupiter has loaded us with a couple of wallets: the one, filled
with our own vices, he has placed at our backs; the other, heavy
with those of others, he has hung before.[716-2]

_Book iv. Fable 10, 1._

A mountain was in labour, sending forth dreadful groans, and
there was in the region the highest expectation. After all, it
brought forth a mouse.[716-3]

_Book iv. Fable 23, 1._

A fly bit the bare pate of a bald man, who in endeavouring to
crush it gave himself a hard slap. Then said the fly jeeringly,
"You wanted to revenge the sting of a tiny insect with death;
what will you do to yourself, who have added insult to injury?"

_Book v. Fable 3, 1._

"I knew that before you were born." Let him who would instruct a
wiser man consider this as said to himself.

_Book v. Fable 9, 4._


[715-4] Bohn's Classical Library.

[715-5] Pliny in his "Natural History," book viii. sect. 148, and
Ælian in his "Various Histories" relate the same fact as to the
dogs drinking from the Nile. "To treat a thing as the dogs do the
Nile" was a common proverb with the ancients, signifying to do it

[716-1] See Longfellow, page 612.

[716-2] Also alluded to by Horace, Satires, ii. 3, 299; Catullus,
22, 21; and Persius, 4, 24.

[716-3] See Horace, page 706.


(_Translation by J. Bostock, M. D., and H. T. Riley, B. A., with slight

In comparing various authors with one another, I have discovered
that some of the gravest and latest writers have transcribed,
word for word, from former works, without making acknowledgment.

_Natural History. Book i. Dedication, Sect. 22._

The world, and whatever that be which we call the heavens, by the
vault of which all things are enclosed, we must conceive to be a
deity, to be eternal, without bounds, neither created nor subject
at any time to destruction. To inquire what is beyond it is no
concern of man; nor can the human mind form any conjecture
concerning it.

_Natural History. Book ii. Sect. 1._

It is ridiculous to suppose that the great head of things,
whatever it be, pays any regard to human affairs.

_Natural History. Book ii. Sect. 20._

Everything is soothed by oil, and this is the reason why divers
send out small quantities of it from their mouths, because it
smooths every part which is rough.[717-1]

_Natural History. Book ii. Sect. 234._

It is far from easy to determine whether she [Nature] has proved
to him a kind parent or a merciless stepmother.[717-2]

_Natural History. Book vii. Sect. 1._

Man alone at the very moment of his birth, cast naked upon the
naked earth, does she abandon to cries and lamentations.[717-3]

_Natural History. Book vii. Sect. 2._

To laugh, if but for an instant only, has never been granted to
man before the fortieth day from his birth, and then it is looked
upon as a miracle of precocity.[718-1]

_Natural History, Book vii. Sect. 2._

Man is the only one that knows nothing, that can learn nothing
without being taught. He can neither speak nor walk nor eat, and
in short he can do nothing at the prompting of nature only, but

_Natural History, Book vii. Sect. 4._

With man, most of his misfortunes are occasioned by man.[718-3]

_Natural History, Book vii. Sect. 5._

Indeed, what is there that does not appear marvellous when it
comes to our knowledge for the first time?[718-4] How many
things, too, are looked upon as quite impossible until they have
been actually effected?

_Natural History, Book vii. Sect. 6._

The human features and countenance, although composed of but some
ten parts or little more, are so fashioned that among so many
thousands of men there are no two in existence who cannot be
distinguished from one another.[718-5]

_Natural History, Book vii.

No comments:

Post a Comment