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Editor-in-Chief BLISS CARMAN

Associate Editors John Vance Cheney Charles G.D. Roberts Charles F. Richardson Francis H. Stoddard

Managing Editor John R. Howard


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Considering the immense volume of poetical writing produced, and lost or accumulated, by all nations through the ages, it is of curious interest that no generally accepted definition of the word "Poetry" has ever been made. Of course, all versifiers aim at "poetry"; yet, what is poetry?

Many definitions have been attempted. Some of these would exclude work by poets whom the world agrees to call great; others would shut out elements that are undeniably poetic; still others, while not excluding, do not positively include much that must be recognized as within the poetical realm. In brief, all are more or less partial.

Perhaps a few examples may make this clearer, and show, too, the difficulty of the problem.

"Poetry," says Shelley, "is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds." But how can this include that genuine poetic genius, Byron, who gloried in being neither good nor happy? Lord Jeffrey, one of the keenest of critics, says that the term may properly be applied to "every metrical composition from which we derive pleasure without any laborious exercise of the understanding." In this category, what becomes of Browning, whom Sharp characterizes "the most profoundly subtle mind that has exercised itself in poetry since Shakespeare"? Wordsworth, who has influenced all the poets since his day, declares poetry to be "the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is the countenance of all science." Matthew Arnold accepts this dictum, and uses it to further his own idea of the great future of poetry as that to which mankind will yet turn, "to interpret life for us, to console us, to sustain us,"—even in place of religion and philosophy. And yet, some of the highest and finest of known poetic flights have been in the expression of religious and philosophical truth; while on the other hand Wordsworth's characterization of poetry turns the cold shoulder to that which is neither knowledge nor science, the all-powerful passion of Love—probably the most universal fount and origin of poetry since the human race began to express its thoughts and feelings at all. Coleridge enlarges Wordsworth's phrase, and makes poetry "the blossom and fragrance of all human knowledge, human thought, human passions, emotions, language." This is fine; yet it is but a figure, denoting the themes and ignoring the form of poetic production.

Quaint old Thomas Fuller gives a pretty simile when he says that "Poetry is music in words, and music is poetry in sound"; and, in so far as melodious form and harmonious thought express and arouse emotion, he gives a hint of the truth.

The German Jean Paul Richter says an admirable thing: "There are so many tender and holy emotions flying about in our inward world, which, like angels, can never assume the body of an outward act; so many rich and lovely flowers spring up, which bear no seed, that it is a happiness poetry was invented, which receives into its limbus all these incorporeal spirits, and the perfume of all these flowers." True: but the tremendous domain of Tragedy—emotion neither holy nor tender—has been most fruitful of poetic power, and that finds here no recognition.

Edmund Burke's rather disparaging remark that poetry is "the art of substituting shadows, and of lending existence to nothing," has yet a vital suggestion, reminding one of Shakespeare's graphic touch in "The Tempest":

"And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothings A local habitation and a name";

and this again recalls in Holy Writ that clarifying description of the imaginative power of "seeing the invisible" which is called "faith," as being "the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen."

These varied sayings concern the elements of poetry, and help to an apprehension of its scope and power; yet they but partially satisfy the desire to know what is meant by that familiar word,—which we constantly use, and use understandingly, while yet the very makers of poetry find difficulty in telling just what is signified by it.

Let us turn to the dictionary, and see how the matter looks to the cold-minded definer. Webster gives Poetry as "the art of apprehending and interpreting ideas by the faculty of the imagination; the art of idealizing in thought and in expression;" and then, specifically, "imaginative language or composition, whether expressed rhythmically or in prose." This seems to come nearer the mark; although, by admitting poetical prose, the popular idea of poetry is expanded to include all writing that is infused with the imaginative quality. Thus is found place for Walt Whitman, who defies all metre, and who yet lays strong hold upon the reader—despite his whimsicalities—by the very multiplicity and suggestiveness of his imaginings among real things.

Perhaps as satisfactory a presentation of the matter as can be found is in a casual phrase of Stedman's in the Introduction to his "American Anthology." This true poet and master-critic, in pursuit of another idea, alludes to poetry as "being a rhythmical expression of emotion and ideality." Here at last we have form, spirit, and theme combined in one terse utterance. In poetry we look for the musical metre, the recurrent refrain of rhythm; while that which inspires it arises from the universal motives which Coleridge names as ministers to Love,—

"All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame."

With this view, then, of the vast range of poetical thinking and feeling—such as most arouse interest in all possible moods of the reader, and recalling the fact that the aim of the poet is to set forth his strains in musical measures that allure the attention and satisfy the sense of perfect expression, it will be of interest to note a few passages concerning this art of all arts from notable thinkers.

In his introduction to Ward's admirable selections from "The English Poets," Matthew Arnold—critic and poet—to whom allusion has already been made, says:

"The future of poetry is immense, because in poetry, where it is worthy of its high destinies, our race, as time goes on, will find an ever surer and surer stay....

"We are here invited to trace the stream of English poetry. But whether we set ourselves, as here, to follow only one of the several streams that make the mighty river of poetry, or whether we seek to know them all, our governing thought should be the same. We should conceive of poetry worthily, and more highly than it has been the custom to conceive of it. We should conceive of it as capable of higher uses, and called to higher destinies, than those which in general men have assigned to it hitherto. More and more mankind will discover that we have to turn to poetry to interpret life for us, to console us, to sustain us....

"But if we conceive thus highly of poetry, we must also set our standard for poetry high, since poetry, to be capable of fulfilling such high destinies, must be poetry of a high order of excellence.

... The best poetry is what we want; the best poetry will be found to have a power of forming, sustaining, and delighting us, as nothing else can. A clearer, deeper sense of the best in poetry, and of the strength and joy to be drawn from it, is the most precious benefit which we can gather from a poetical collection such as the present."

Macaulay in his brilliant essay on Milton, which, published in the Edinburgh Review in 1825, gave him instant recognition as "a new literary power," set up an interesting theory. A few extracts will give it:—

"Milton, it is said, inherited what his predecessors created; he lived in an enlightened age; he received a finished education; and we must therefore, if we would form a just estimate of his powers, make large deductions for these advantages.

"We venture to say, on the contrary, paradoxical as the remark may appear, that no poet has ever had to struggle with more unfavorable circumstances than Milton....

"We think that, as civilization advances, poetry almost necessarily declines. Therefore, though we admire those great works of imagination which have appeared in dark ages, we do not admire them the more because they have appeared in dark ages. On the contrary, we hold that the most wonderful and splendid proof of genius is a great poem produced in a civilized age....

"Of all people, children are the most imaginative. They abandon themselves without reserve to every illusion. Every image which is strongly presented to their mental eye produces on them the effect of reality.... In a rude state of society, men are children with a greater variety of ideas. It is therefore in such a state of society that we may expect to find the poetical temperament in its highest perfection. He who, in an enlightened and literary society, aspires to be a great poet, must first become a little child. He must take to pieces the whole web of his mind. He must unlearn much of that knowledge which has perhaps constituted hitherto his chief title to superiority. His very talents will be a hinderance to him. His difficulties will be proportioned to his proficiency in the pursuits which are fashionable among his contemporaries; and that proficiency will in general be proportioned to the vigor and activity of his mind....

"If these reasonings be just, no poet has ever triumphed over greater difficulties than Milton. He received a learned education. He was a profound and elegant classical scholar; he had studied all the mysteries of Rabbinical literature; he was intimately acquainted with every language of modern Europe from which either pleasure or information was then to be derived. He was perhaps the only great poet of later times who has been distinguished by the excellence of his Latin verse."

And yet Macaulay goes on to say:

"The public has long been agreed as to the merit of the most remarkable passages, the incomparable harmony of the numbers, and the excellence of that style which no rival has been able to equal, and no parodist to degrade, which displays in their highest perfection the idiomatic powers of the English tongue, and to which every ancient and every modern language has contributed something of grace, of energy, or of music."

But how would it have been possible for Milton to have enriched his poetry with all these elements in a primaeval age, when many of them did not exist? Indeed, Milton's own words show how he regarded the task of writing the "Paradise Lost," to which he had consecrated his energies, In a pamphlet issued in 1641 he wrote:

"Neither do I think it shame to covenant with any knowing reader, that for some few years yet I may go on trust with him toward the payment of what I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth or the vapors of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amorist, or the trencher-fury of a riming parasite, nor to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her Siren daughters, but by devout prayer to that eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his Seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases. To this must be added industriously select reading, steady observation, insight into all seemly and generous arts and affairs—till which in some measure be compassed at mine own peril and cost, I refuse not to sustain this expectation from as many as are not loth to hazard so much credulity upon the best pledges that I can give them."

The poem was published in 1667, so that for at least twenty-six years the poet was utilizing all the available resources of civilization and scholarship to make himself "more fit."

But we may cite against Macaulay's theory also a brief passage in the essay on Burns by Thomas Carlyle—surely a prose-poet, if ever there was one. Treating of the achievement of Burns in spite of his crude surroundings, ignorance, and lack of most that distinguishes civilization from that childlike simplicity of primaeval life which Macaulay regards as the more favorable to developing poetical temperament, Carlyle says of the ploughman-poet:

"Let it not be objected that he did little. He did much, if we consider where and how. If the work performed was small, we must remember that he had his very materials to discover; for the metal he worked in lay hid under the desert moor, where no eye but his had guessed its existence; and we may almost say, that with his own hand he had to construct the tools for fashioning it. For he found himself in deepest obscurity, without help, without instructions, without model; or with models only of the meanest sort. An educated man stands, as it were, in the midst of a boundless arsenal and magazine, filled with all the weapons and engines which man's skill has been able to devise from the earliest time; and he works, accordingly, with a strength borrowed from all past ages. How different is his state who stands on the outside of that storehouse, and feels that its gates must be stormed, or remain forever shut against him! His means are the commonest and rudest; the mere work done is no measure of his strength. A dwarf behind his steam-engine may remove mountains; but no dwarf will hew them down with a pickaxe; and he must be a Titan that hurls them abroad with his arms.

"It is in this last shape that Burns presents himself.... Impelled by the expansive movement of his own irrepressible soul, he struggles forward into the general view; and with haughty modesty lays down before us, as the fruit of his labor, a gift, which Time has now pronounced imperishable."

But why should one read poetry, at all, where there is so much good prose to be read? Herbert Spencer in his essay on "Style" gives some reasons for the superiority of poetry to prose. He says:

"Poetry, we shall find, habitually adopts those symbols of thought and those methods of using them which instinct and analysis agree in choosing, as most effective, and becomes poetry by virtue of doing this.

"Thus, poetry, regarded as a vehicle of thought, is especially impressive, partly because it obeys all the laws of effective speech and partly because in so doing it imitates the natural utterances of excitement. While the matter embodied is idealized emotion, the vehicle is the idealized language of emotion. As the musical composer catches the cadences in which our feelings of joy and sympathy, grief and despair, vent themselves, and out of these germs evolves melodies suggesting higher phases of these feelings; so the poet develops from the typical expressions in which men utter passion and sentiments those choice forms of verbal combination in which concentrated passion and sentiment may be fitly presented."

And the language which Spencer regards as the "most effective" is tersely set forth by that poetic and spiritual preacher, Frederick W. Robertson, in his idea of poetry: "The natural language of excited feeling, and a work of imagination wrought into form by art."

Another point in connection with the language of poetry is that, compelled by their limitations of rhythm, rhyme, and the compression of much thought and feeling into brief space, the poets have become the finest artists in the use of words. The examples of word-use in the dictionaries are largely drawn from the poets. Joseph Joubert, the French epigrammatist, says:

"Like the nectar of the bee, which turns to honey the dust of flowers, or like that liquor which converts lead into gold, the poet has a breath that fills out words, gives them light and color. He knows wherein consists their charm, and by what art enchanted structures may be built with them."

Familiarity with poetry thus becomes to the attentive reader an insensible training in language, as well as an elevation of mind and spirit. Superiority of spirit and of form, then, offers good reasons why the intelligent—whether for stimulation, consolation, self-culture, or mere amusement in idle hours—should avail of a due proportion of this finest expression of the sweetest, the highest, and the deepest emotional experiences of life, in the realms of nature, of art, and of humanity itself.

A few words from the gifted William Ellery Channing the elder epitomize some striking thoughts on this subject:

"We believe that poetry, far from injuring society, is one of the great instruments of its refinement and exaltation. It lifts the mind above ordinary life, gives it a respite from depressing cares, and awakens the consciousness of its affinity with what is pure and noble. In its legitimate and highest efforts it has the same tendency and aim with Christianity,—that is, to spiritualize our nature.... The present life, which is the first stage of the immortal mind, abounds in the materials of poetry, and it is the highest office of the bard, to detect this divine element among the grosser pleasures and labors of our earthly being. The present life is not wholly prosaic, precise, tame, and finite. To the gifted eye it abounds in the poetic....

"It is not true that the poet paints a life which does not exist. He only extracts and concentrates, as it were, life's ethereal essence, arrests and condenses its volatile fragrance, brings together its scattered beauties, and prolongs its more refined but evanescent joys: and in this he does well; for it is good to feel that life is not wholly usurped by cares for subsistence and physical gratifications, but admits, in measures which may be indefinitely enlarged, sentiments and delights worthy of a higher being."

In his Introduction to the "Plymouth Collection of Hymns and Tunes"—the pioneer book of all such aids to church congregational singing—Henry Ward Beecher gave a noble view of the power of a hymn arising out of experience:

"No other composition is like an experimental hymn. It is not a mere poetic impulse. It is not a thought, a fancy, a feeling threaded upon words. It is the voice of experience speaking from the soul a few words that condense and often represent a whole life....

"One great hope may come to fruit only at the end of many years, and as the ripening of a hundred experiences. As there be flowers that drink the dews of spring and summer, and feed upon all the rains, and only just before the winter comes burst forth into bloom, so it is with some of the noblest blossoms of the soul. The bolt that prostrated Saul gave him the exceeding brightness of Christ; and so some hymns could never have been written but for a heart-stroke that well-nigh crushed out the life. It is cleft in two by bereavement, and out of the rift comes forth, as by resurrection, the form and voice that shall never die out of the world. Angels sat at the grave's mouth; and so hymns are the angels that rise up out of our griefs and darkness and dismay.

"Thus born, a hymn is one of those silent ministers which God sends to those who are to be heirs of salvation. It enters into the tender imagination of childhood, and casts down upon the chambers of its thought a holy radiance which shall never quite depart. It goes with the Christian, singing to him all the way, as if it were the airy voice of some guardian spirit. When darkness of trouble, settling fast, is shutting out every star, a hymn bursts through and brings light like a torch. It abides by our side in sickness. It goes forth with us in joy to syllable that joy.

"And thus, after a time, we clothe a hymn with the memories and associations of our own life. It is garlanded with flowers which grew in our hearts. Born of the experience of one mind, it becomes the unconscious record of many minds.... Thus sprung from a wondrous life, hymns lead a life yet more wonderful. When they first come to us they are like the single strokes of a bell ringing down to us from above; but, at length, a single hymn becomes a whole chime of bells, mingling and discoursing to us the harmonies of a life's Christian experience."

Passing from this very human and sympathetic view of the profoundest use of poetry, note how the veteran Bryant confirms it. In treating of the beautiful mythologies of Greece and Rome, so much of which entered into the warp and woof of ancient poetry, he grants their poetical quality, but doubts whether, on the whole, the art gained more than it lost by them, because, having a god for every operation of nature, they left nothing in obscurity; everything was accounted for; mystery—a prime element of poetry—existed no longer. Moreover:

"That system gave us the story of a superior and celestial race of beings, to whom human passions were attributed, and who were, like ourselves, susceptible of suffering; but it elevated them so far above the creatures of earth in power, in knowledge, and in security from the calamities of our condition, that they could be the subjects of little sympathy. Therefore it is that the mythological poetry of the ancients is as cold as it is beautiful, as unaffecting as it is faultless....

"The admirers of poetry, then, may give up the ancient mythology without a sigh. Its departure has left us what is better than all it has taken away: it has left us men and women; it has left us the creatures and things of God's universe, to the simple charm of which the cold splendor of that system blinded men's eyes, and to the magnificence of which the rapid progress of science is every day adding new wonders and glories. It has left us, also, a more sublime and affecting religion, whose truths are broader, higher, nobler than any outlook to which its random conjectures ever attained."

Yet, after all, returning from this consideration of poetic themes to the question of the poetic principle itself; we may find a sturdy assertion of it in a few words by Edgar Allan Poe—perhaps the most acute of the many debaters of this apparently simple yet evasive problem. After discussing the elements of poetry in music, painting, and other art, Poe writes:

"I would define, in brief, the Poetry of words as the Rhythmical Creation of Beauty! Its sole arbiter is Taste. With the Intellect, or with the Conscience, it has only collateral relations. Unless incidentally, it has no concern whatever with Duty or with Truth....

"In the contemplation of Beauty we alone find it possible to attain that pleasurable elevation, or excitement of the soul, which we recognize as the Poetic Sentiment, and which is so easily distinguished from Truth, which is the satisfaction of the Reason, or from Passion, which is excitement of the Heart. I make Beauty, therefore—using the word as inclusive of the sublime—I make Beauty the province of the poem....

"It by no means follows, however, that the incitements of Passion, or the precepts of Duty, or even the lessons of Truth, may not be introduced into a poem, and with advantage; for they may subserve incidentally, in various ways, the general purposes of the work:—but the true artist will always contrive to tone them down in proper subjection to that Beauty which is the atmosphere and the real essence of the poem."

Lest one should conclude that this is the verdict of an exclusively artistic spirit, bent upon the development of "art for art's sake" alone, disregardful of the spiritual essence involved, let him read the following passage by Dr. William Hayes Ward, scholar, archaeologist, critic, editor of a great religious journal. Treating of "The Elements of True Poetry," he lays down this:

"What, then, is poetry? It is the verbal expression of thought under the paramount control of the principle of beauty. The thought must be as beautiful as possible; the expression must be as beautiful as possible. Essential beauty and formal beauty must be wedded, and the union is poetry. Other principles than beauty may govern a literary production. The purpose may be, first, absolute clearness. That will not make poetry. It will make good mathematical demonstration; it may make a good news item; but not poetry. The predominant sentiment may be ethical. That may give us a sermon, but it will not give a poem. A poem is first of all beautiful, beautiful in its content of thought, and beautiful in its expression through words....

"The first and chief element in a poem is beauty of thought, and that beauty may relate to any department, material, mental, or spiritual, in which beauty can reside. Such poetry may describe a misty desert, a flowery mead, a feminine form, a ruddy sky, a rhythmic waterfall, a blue-bird's flutterings, receding thunder, a violet's scent, the spicy tang of apples, the thrill of clasped arms and a lover's kiss. Or it may rise higher, and rest in the relations of things, in similes and metaphors; it may infuse longing and love and passion; it may descant fair reason and meditative musing. Or, in highest flight, beauty may range over the summits of lofty purpose, inspiring patriotism, devotion, sacrifice, till it becomes one with the love of man and the love of God, even as the fading outline of a mountain melts into the blue sky which envelops it....

"Dominant over all beauty is moral beauty. All highest flights of poetry must range in the empyrean."

Thus, in poetry, all other graces and powers, be they lower or higher, must come under control of the principle of beauty—the pleasing harmony that brings delight. And the almost "infinite variety" of beautiful modes and styles offered in such a gathering of poems as the present finds argument for its worth in the brief extract with which our melange of opinions may well conclude. It is taken from a series of articles in the New York Independent on "A Theory of Poetry," by the Southern poet, Henry Timrod. Making a protest against the limitation of taste and the poetic vision in certain directions, instead of cultivating a broader range of taste, he says:

"I have known more than one young lover of poetry who read nothing but Browning, and there are hundreds who have drowned all the poets of the past and present in the deep music of Tennyson. But is it not possible, with the whole wealth of literature at our command, to attain views broad enough to enable us to do justice to genius of every class and character? That certainly can be no true poetical creed that leads directly to the neglect of those masterpieces which, though wrought hundreds or thousands of years ago, still preserve the freshness of perennial youth.... The injury [of such neglect] falls only on such as slight them; and the penalty they pay is a contracted and a contracting insight, the shutting on them forever of many glorious vistas of mind, and the loss of thousands of images of grace and grandeur.

"Oh! rest assured that there are no stereotyped forms of poetry. It is a vital power, and may assume any guise and take any shape, at one time towering like an Alp in the darkness and at another sunning itself in the bell of a tulip or the cup of a lily; and until one shall have learned to recognize it in all its various developments he has no right to echo back the benison of Wordsworth:

"'Blessings be on them and eternal praise, The poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight in heavenly lays.'"

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By no means, then, to attempt a new definition where so many more competent have failed, we may nevertheless gather some points of certainty from the opinions cited above.

Poetry concerns itself with the ideal and the emotional, in nature, life, and thought. Its language must be choice, for aptness of expression and for melodious sound. Its form will embody the recurrence of rhythmic measures, which, however elaborated and varied in later times, originated in the dim past, when singing and dancing moved hand in hand for the vivid utterance of feeling—in mirthful joy and in woe, love and hate, worshipful devotion and mortal defiance, the fierceness of battle and the serenity of peace. While through all and over all must breathe the informing spirit of Beauty—whether of the delicate or the sublime, whether of sweetness or of power—harmonizing both the interior essence and its outward expression.

In the ejaculations of delight, fear, or wonder of primitive man at the phenomena of nature—in his imaginative efforts to explain the mystery of power behind light, darkness, the seasons, storm, calm—lie the beginnings of poetry; and religion grows from the same seed—the desire of the finite to lay hold on the Infinite. Every man is a potential poet, just so far as he responds to these yearnings after some expression of the ideal and the ineffable.

Poetry, indeed, finds its inspiration in all things, from the humblest creation to the Creator himself,—nothing too low or too high for its interest. In turn, it has inspired humanity's finest deeds; and so long as humanity's aims and joys and woes persist, will mankind seek uplift and delight in its charm.

[Signature: JR Howard]


The Poets, by the very necessity of their vocation, are the closest students of language in any literature. They are the most exacting in their demands upon the resources of words, and the most careful of discriminations in their use. "Easy writing's curst hard reading," said an English wit; but for the poet there is no such thing as easy writing. He must "wreak thought upon expression." The veteran Bryant wrote:

"Thou who wouldst wear the name Of Poet midst thy brethren of mankind, And clothe in words of flame Thoughts that shall live within the general mind, Deem not the framing of a deathless lay The pastime of a drowsy summer day. But gather all thy powers," etc.

The prose-writer should, and the great one does, carefully weigh, select, and place his words; but the Poet must,—if he is to make any least claim to the title. Therefore poetical quotations are, as a rule, more skillfully apt to the purpose of expressing shades of thought than are the more natural and therefore usually less careful phrases of prose, even when conveying "thoughts that shall live within the general mind."

A gathering of poetical quotations is valuable in two ways. It may afford the most vivid and significant representation of a thought or feeling for some specific occasion, or it will open to the reader an alluring field for wandering at will—or even aimlessly, yet with ever-fresh interest. In case one seeks some particular phrase, some familiar quotation which is vaguely remembered but desired for more accurate use, it may easily be that the phrase sought is not among the assemblage of notable fragments in this volume, but in its own place, embodied in the poem where it had its origin, in some of the other volumes of this work. In this volume, however, will be found some 2,700 memorable passages from poems not included in the others. They are alphabetically arranged under more than 300 appropriate titles, for general topics; and the "Index of Topics" will show cross-references to other and kindred themes, so that if desired a subject may be pursued into thoughts of related interest.

It is hoped that this gathering up of admirable fragments that should not be lost to familiar use, even though their original sources could find no proper place in the plan of the work at large, will prove to be helpfully suggestive, whether to the seeker for specific thoughts and expressions or to the general appreciative reader.






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Fear Courage Cowardice Doubt Fright

Feeling Anger Love Oratory Silence Sympathy

Fidelity Faith Love's Unity Matrimony Resolution Treason

Fish Angling

Flattery Compliment Deceit Hypocrisy Sincerity

Flowers Apple-blossoms Arbutus Aster Bluebell Buttercup Carnation Columbine Cowslip Daffodil Daisy Dandelion Eglantine Foxglove Gillyflower Golden-rod Hawthorn Heliotrope Ivy Jasmine Lily Lily of the Valley Muskrose Nightshade Oxlip Pansy Primrose Rose Rosemary Sweetbriar Sweet-pea Thyme Tuberose Violet Wildrose Woodbine

Fool Flattery Man Vanity Wisdom

Forget Forgive Grief Inconstancy Memory

Forgive Forget Nobility

Fortune Adversity Contentment Fate Future Wealth

Freedom Countries Patriotism Power Tyranny

Friendship Age Constancy Help Hospitality Jealousy Jesus Christ Secret Sympathy Table, The

Fright Fear

Future Eternity Immortality Past, The Present, The Time To-morrow

Gentleman Aristocracy Courtesy Labor Man Manners Nobility Temper.

Ghost Apparition Spirits

Glory Ambition Fame Praise War

God Comfort Faith Nature Prayer Religion

Gods, The

Good Charity Creed Deeds Virtue

Gratitude Help Ingratitude

Grave, The Death Mourning

Greatness Ambition Fame Nobility State-craft

Grief Adversity Death Grave Mourning Resignation

Habit Custom Fault Temptation

Hair Appearance Compliment

Hand Beauty

Happiness Contentment Heaven Home Joy Merriment Pleasure

Hate Anger Jealousy Passion Revenge Suspicion

Heart Contentment Happiness Heaven Home Jesus Christ

Heaven Eternity Immortality Sky Star

Hell Defeat Despair Devil Hate Remorse

Help Charity Friendship Gratitude Ingratitude Sympathy

Heroism Adventure Battle Courage Soldier War

Home Baby Boy Childhood Hospitality Matrimony Mother Reading Wife Youth

Hope Expectation Faith Future Heaven To-morrow

Horsemanship Animals Hunting

Hospitality Friendship Home Table

Humility Contentment Pride

Hunting Animals Horsemanship

Hypocrisy Deceit Falsehood Sincerity

Idleness Labor Rest

Illness Medicine Pain

Imagination Dream Fancy Poet Poetry Visions

Immortality Consolation Eternity Heaven Soul

Inconstancy Constancy Fidelity Promise

Ingratitude Gratitude Help

Inn Ben Jonson

Innocence Virtue Youth

Insects Bee Butterfly Flea Fly Glow-worm Katydid Moth Spider

Instruction Books Mind Rod School

Invention Mind Science

Jealousy Hate Inconstancy Passion Suspicion

Jesus Christ Friendship Humility Virtue

Jewel Adornment Dress

Journalism Criticism Inn Learning Thought

Joy Happiness Home Memory Merriment Pleasure

Kiss Love Romance

Knowledge Learning Science Wisdom

Labor Deeds Farming Rural Life

Law Crime Murder Order Stealing

Learning Instruction Invention Knowledge Science Wisdom

Letters Pen

Life Death Deeds Expectation Hope Regret Success

Loss Adversity Disappointment Memory Opportunity Regret Wealth

Love Admiration Blush Constancy Friendship Inconstancy Kiss Matrimony Moderation Sigh Wife Woman

Man Age Death Gentleman Immortality Life Mind Progress Thought Time Virtue

Manners Aristocracy Gentleman Man Temper

Matrimony Baby Childhood Home Love's Unity Mother Wife Woman

Medicine Illness Pain

Melancholy Discontent Regret Sorrow

Memory Blessing Grief Happiness Joy Mourning Regret Remorse Sorrow


Merriment Care Rural Life

Mind Instruction Knowledge Learning Reading Soul Thought Wisdom

Missions Religion

Moderation Contentment Humility

Moon Autumn Night Star

Morning Day Dew Star Sun

Mother Baby Childhood Home


Mourning Death Grief Immortality Memory Sorrow

Murder Crime Hate Law Passion

Music Memory

Name Aristocracy Fame Greatness Reputation Scandal

Nature Animals Birds City Cloud Evening Fish Flowers Insects Moon Morning Mountains Night Rain Rainbow Rural Life Sea Seasons Sky Star Storm Sun Tree Waters

Night Evening Moon Sky Star

Nobility Greatness Virtue

Opinion Criticism Mind Reasons Thought

Opportunity Chance Defeat Success

Oratory Conversation Reasons Speech

Order Aristocracy God Law

Pain Illness Medicine

Painting Art

Parting Absence Farewell

Passion Anger Hate Jealousy Revenge Suspicion

Past, The Memory Present, The Time

Patience Adversity Grief Mourning Resolution Sorrow

Patriotism Countries Freedom Power Treason Tyranny

Peace Quarrel War

Pen, The Authorship Letters Poet, The

People, The Freedom Man Politics

Perfection Beauty Criticism


Personal Bacon, Lord Burke, E. Carlyle, T. Chatterton, T. Chaucer Cowley, A. Cromwell Emerson Galileo Garrick Hawthorne Hogarth Holmes Johnson King Charles II Luther Marlborough Milton Poe Shakespeare Sheridan Sidney Spenser Thomson Warwick Washington Wellington Whittier Wickliffe

Philosophy Argument Mind Science Thought

Pity Charity Good Mercy Sympathy

Pleasure Joy Pain Merriment Youth

Poet, The Authorship Criticism Books Fancy Imagination Pen Poetry Reading

Poetry See under The Poet

Politics Freedom Man People, The State-craft

Possession Contentment Discontent Expectation Love's Unity

Poverty Adversity Charity Comfort Fortune Good Gratitude Ingratitude Wealth

Power Authority State-craft

Praise Compliment Flattery People, The

Prayer Aspiration God

Preaching Clergy Creed Ecclesiasticism Instruction Oratory Speech Theology

Present, The Eternity Memory Past Time To-morrow

Pride Conceit Fool Vanity

Progress Ambition Man

Promise Fidelity Sincerity

Quarrel Anger Jealousy

Rain Cloud Rainbow Seasons Storm

Rainbow Cloud Rain Sky

Reading Authorship Books Learning Philosophy Poetry

Reasons Argument Oratory Speech

Regret Doubt Melancholy Memory Past, The Remorse

Religion Creed Doubt Faith God Hope Truth Theology

Remorse Conscience Memory Regret Sin Temptation

Reputation Fame Name Praise Scandal

Resignation Adversity Comfort Grief Sorrow

Resolution Adventure Constancy Courage Fidelity Success

Rest Heaven Labor Night Sleep

Retribution Conscience Crime Passion

Revenge Anger Hate Passion

Rod, The Boy School

Romance Imagination Poet, The Poetry Reading

Royalty Authority People, The Power War

Rural Life See under Nature

Sabbath Bell Church Rest


Scandal Fame Name Reputation

School Boy Instruction Rod, The Youth

Science Mind Philosophy Thought

Scold Anger Quarrel Temper

Sculpture Art

Sea Adventure Ship Storm Wind

Seasons Flowers Nature Spring Summer Autumn Winter

Secret Conversation Friendship Silence

Shame Fame Name Reputation Scandal

Ship Sea Storm Wind

Sigh Love's Pains Melancholy Speech

Silence Conversation Evening Night Summer

Sin Conscience Crime Remorse Retribution Temptation

Sincerity Fidelity Innocence Truth

Sky Cloud Day Moon Night Seasons Star Storm

Sleep Death Night Rest

Smile Merriment Sigh

Society Conversation Friendship Home Hospitality Scandal Speech

Soldier Battle Courage Heroism Resolution War

Solitude Night Society

Sorrow Adversity Comfort Consolation Grief Loss Patience

Soul Duty Fault Immortality Life Thought

Speech Argument Conversation Oratory Silence Society

Spirits Apparition Ghosts Vision

Stage, The Oratory Speech

Star Evening Night Sky

State-craft Greatness Power Royalty Tyranny

Stealing Law Sin Temptation

Storm Cloud Rain Ship Wind

Success Deeds Fortune Loss Resolution Wealth

Suicide Adversity Courage Cowardice

Sun Cloud Day Summer Sky

Suspicion Jealousy

Sympathy Friendship Love's Arts Mercy Pity

Table, The Conversation Home Hospitality

Taste Art Criticism Perfection

Tear Grief Pity Sorrow

Temper Anger Quarrel Scold

Temptation Conscience Sin

Theology Church Clergy Ecclesiasticism Preaching Religion

Thought Argument Mind Philosophy Reading Science

Time Death Eternity Fame Life Past, The Present, The

Tobacco Taste

To-morrow Eternity Past, The Present, The Time

Treason Deceit Royalty State-craft

Tree Nature Spring Summer Autumn Winter

Trifle Deeds Habit Life Quarrel

Truth Constancy Faith Fidelity Sincerity

Tyranny Authority Politics Power

Vanity Conceit Dress Flattery Pride

Variety Order Taste

Virtue Constancy Courage Fidelity Good Humility Innocence Nobility Patience Soul Truth

Visions Angel Apparition Ghost Imagination Spirits

War Adventure Battle Courage Heroism Resolution Soldier

Waters Angling Fish Sea Brook Falls Lake River

Wealth Adversity Loss Opportunity Poverty Success

Wife Fidelity Love's Unity Woman

Wind Air Rain Sea Seasons Ship Storm

Wine Adversity Drink Table, The

Wisdom Knowledge Learning Mind Nature Reading Thought

Woman Beauty Blush Constancy Fidelity Inconstancy Love Matrimony Wife

Youth Advice Boy Childhood Hope Pleasure School Success Time

Zeal Action Deeds Resolution



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BONAR, HORATIUS, D.D. Scotland, 1808-1890 BOOTH, BERNARD England, 1681-1733 BOWRING, EDGAR ALFRED England, 1826- BOWRING, SIR JOHN England, 1792-1872 BRADLEY, MARY E America, 1835— BRADSTREET, ANNE England, 1613-1672 BRADY, REV. NICHOLAS Ireland, 1659-1728 BRAINARD, JOHN GARDINER CALKINS America, 1796-1828 BRETON, NICHOLAS England, 1535-1624 BRIDGES, ROBERT SEYMOUR, M.D. England, 1844- BROOKS, HENRY Ireland, 1706-1783 BROOKS, BISHOP PHILLIPS America, 1835-1896 BROWN, REV. JOHN England, 1715-1756 BROWN, TOM England, 1650-1704 BROWNE, SIR THOMAS England, 1605-1682 BROWNE, WILLIAM England, 1590-1645 BROWNING, ELIZABETH BARRETT England, 1805-1861 BROWNING, ROBERT England, 1812-1889 BRYANT, WILLIAM CULLEN America, 1794-1878 BRYDGES, SIR SAMUEL England, 1762-1837 BUCHANAN, ROBERT England, 1841- BULWER-LYTTON, EDWARD, LORD England, 1805-1873 BURNS, ROBERT Scotland,1759-1796 BUNYAN, JOHN England, 1628-1688 BURTON, JOHN England, 1773-1822 BURTON, ROBERT England, 1576-1640 BUTLER, SAMUEL England, 1612-1680 BYROM, JOHN England, 1691-1763 BYRON, GEORGE GORDON, LORD England, 1788-1824

CAMPBELL, THOMAS England, 1777-1844 CANNING, GEORGE England, 1770-1827 CAREW, THOMAS England, 1589-1639 CAREY, HENRY England, 1700-1743 CARLETON, WILL America, 1845- CARNEY, JULIA A America, CARPENTER, JOSEPH E. America, 1813- CASWELL, EDWARD England, 1814- CHANNING, WILLIAM ELLERY America, 1818-1901 CHAPMAN, GEORGE England, 1557-1634 CHAUCER, GEOFFREY England. 1328-1400 CHESTERFIELD, EARL OF England, 1694-1773 CHURCHILL, CHARLES England, 1731-1764 CIBBER, COLLEY England, 1671-1757 CLARE, JOHN England, 1793-1864 COLERIDGE, HARTLEY England, 1796-1849 COLERIDGE, SAMUEL TAYLOR England, 1722-1834 COLES, ABRAHAM, M.D. America, 1813-1881 COLLINS, WILLIAM England, 1720-1756 COOKE, ROSE TERRY America, 1827-1892 CONGREVE, WILLIAM England, 1670-1729 COOK, ELIZA England, 1817-1889 COWLEY, ABRAHAM England, 1618-1667 COWPER, WILLIAM England, 1731-1800 CRABBE, GEORGE England, 1754-1832 CRAIK, DINA M. MULOCK England, 1826-1887 CRANCH, CHRISTOPHER PEARSE America, 1813-1892 CROLY, GEORGE England, 1785-1804 CROSS, MARIAN EVANS LEWES (George Eliot) England, 1819-1880

DABORNE, ROBERT England, 1590-1660 DANIEL, SAMUEL England, 1562-1619 DANTE ALIGHIERI Italy, 1265-1321 DARWIN, ERASMUS England, 1731-1802 DAVENANT, SIR WILLIAM England, 1605-1668 DAVIES, SIR JOHN England, 1570-1626 DEFOE, DANIEL England, 1661-1731 DEKKER, THOMAS England, about 1580-1639 DELAUNE, HENRY England, XVII. Century DENHAM, SIR JOHN England, 1615-1668 DE STAEL, MADAME ANNE L.G. NECKAR, France, 1766-1817 DE VESE, SIR AUBREY Ireland, 1788-1846 DICKINSON, EMILY America, 1830-1886 DICKINSON, JOHN America, 1732-1808 DILLON, WENTWORTH Ireland, 1633-1684 DISRAELI, ISAAC England, 1766-1848 DOANE, BISHOP GEORGE WASHINGTON America, 1794-1851 DOBBIN, REV. ORLANDO THOMAS Ireland, DODDRIDGE, PHILIP, D.D. England, 1702-1751 DONNE, DR. JOHN England, 1573-1631 DORR, JULIA C.R. America, 1825- DOW, LORENZO America, 1777-1834 DOWDNEY, SARAH England, DRAYTON, MICHAEL England, 1563-1631 DRYDEN, JOHN England, 1631-1700 DWIGHT, TIMOTHY America, 1752-1817 DYER, JOHN England, 1700-1758

EASTMAN, ELAINE GOODALE America, 1863- EDWIN, JOHN England, 1749-1794 ELIOT, GEORGE (See CROSS, MARIAN EVANS LEWES) ELIZABETH, QUEEN England, 1533-1603 ELLIOTT, EBENEZER England, 1781-1849 ELLIOTT. JANE England, 1727-1805 EMERSON, RALPH WALDO America, 1803-1882 ENGLISH, THOMAS DUNN America, 1819-1902 EVERETT, DAVID America, 1769-1813

GRIMOALD, NICHOLAS England, d. about 1563 GUINEY, LOUISE IMOGEN America, 1861-

HABINGTON, WILLIAM England, 1605-1645 HAFIZ, MOHAMMED SHEMS-ED-DIN Persia, about 1300-1388 HALLECK, FITZ-GREENE America, 1790-1867 HALPINE, CHARLES GRAHAM (Miles O'Reilly) Ireland, 1829-1869

HARRINGTON, SIR JOHN England, 1561-1612 HARNEY, WILLIAM WALKER America, 1881- HARVEY, GABRIEL England, about 1545-1630 HATHAWAY, BENJAMIN America, XIX. Century HAWKER, REV. ROBERT STEPHEN England, 1753-1827 HAYNE, PAUL HAMILTON America, 1831-1886 HEBER, BISHOP REGINALD England, 1783-1826 HEGGE, ROBERT England, HEINE, HEINRICH Germany, 1800-1856 HEMANS, MRS. FELICIA DOROTHEA England, 1794-1835 HERBERT, REV. GEORGE England, 1593-1632 HERRICK, REV. ROBERT England, 1591-1674 HERVEY, THOMAS KIBBLE England, 1804-1859 HEYWOOD, JOHN England, about 1500-1565 HEYWOOD, THOMAS England, d. 1649 HIGGONS, BEVIL England, 1670-1735 HILL, AARON England, 1685-1750 HOGG, JAMES Scotland, 1772-1835 HOLIDAY, REV. BARTEN England, 1593-1661 HOLMES, OLIVER WENDELL America, 1809-1894 HOME, JOHN England, 1722-1808 HOMER Greece, uncertain, between 1000 and 700 B.C. HOOD, THOMAS England, 1798-1845 HOPKINSON, JOSEPH America, 1770-1842 HORACE (QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS), Italy, 65-8 B.C. HORNE, RICHARD HENRY HENGIST England, 1807-1884 HOUGHTON, LORD. (See MILNES, R.M.) HOVEY, RICHARD America, 1864-1900 HOW, WILLIAM WALSHAM England, 1832- HOWARD, SIR ROBERT England, 1626-1698 HOWIIT, MARY England, 1800-1888 HUDSON, MRS. M. CLEMMER AMES America, 1839-1884 HUGO, VICTOR MARIE France, 1802-1885 HUNT, SIR A. England, HUNT, [JAMES HENRY] LEIGH England, 1784-1859 HURDIS, JAMES England, 1763-1801

INGELOW, JEAN England, 1830-1897

JEFFREYS, CHARLES England, 1807-1865 JEFFREYS, GEORGE England, 1678-1755 JOHNSON, CHARLES England, 1679-1748 JOHNSON, DR. SAMUEL England, 1709-1784 JONES, SIR WILLIAM England, 1746-1794 JONSON, BEN England, 1574-1637 JUVENAL (DECIMUS JUNTOS JUVENALIS) Italy, 40-125

KEATS, JOHN England, 1796-1821 KEBLE, JOHN England, 1789-1866 KELLY, REV. THOMAS Ireland, 1769-1855 KENNY, JAMES Ireland, 1780-1849 KING, WILLIAM England, 1663-1712 KINGSLEY, REV. CHARLES England, 1819-1875 KNOLLES, RICHARD England, about 1545-1610 KOeRNER, KARL THEODOR Germany, 1791-1813 KRUMMACHER, FRIEDRICH ADOLPH Germany, 1767-1845

LAMB, CHARLES England, 1775-1834 LANSDOWNE, LORD (See GRANVILLE, GEORGE) LANDON, LETITIA E. England, 1802-1839 LANIER, SIDNEY America, 1842-1881 LAROOM, LUCY America, 1826-1893 LEE, NATHANIEL England, 1658-1691 LEIGH, HENRY S. England, 1837-1883 LEMON, MARK England, 1809-1870 LILLY, J. (See LYLY, JOHN.) LINLEY, GEORGE England, 1798-1865 LLOYD, ROBERT England, 1733-1764 LOCKER-LAMPSON, FREDERICK England, 1821- LONGFELLOW, HENRY WADSWORTH America, 1807-1882 LONGFELLOW, REV. SAMUEL America, 1819-1892 LOVELACE, COLONEL RICHARD England, 1618-1658 LOVELL, MARIA England, LOWELL, JAMES RUSSELL America, 1819-1891 LYLY, JOHN England, 1553-1606 LYTTELTON, GEORGE, LORD England, 1709-1773 LYTTON, E. ROBERT BULWER, LORD (Owen Meredith) England, 1831-1891 MACKAY, CHARLES Scotland, 1814-1889 MADDEN, REV. SAMUEL Ireland, 1687-1765 MALLET. DAVID England, 1700-1765 MANNERS, LORD JOHN England, 1721-1770 MARLOWE, CHRISTOPHER England, 1564-1593 MARVELL, ANDREW England, 1620-1678 MASSEY, GERALD England, 1828-1894 MASSINGER, PHILIP England, 1584-1640 MATURIN, CHARLES ROBERT Ireland, 1782-1824 MAY, THOMAS England, 1595-1650 MELEAGER, Gadara, Palestine (Greek) I. Century B.C. MEREDITH, LOUISE A England, 1812- MEREDITH, OWEN (See LYTTON, LORD) MERRICK, REV. JAMES England, 1720-1769 MILES, REV. JAMES WARLEY America, 1818-1875 MILLER, CINCINNATUS HEINE (Joaquin Miller) America, 1841- MILMAN, REV. HENRY HART England, 1791-1868 MILNES, RICHARD MONCKTON (LORD HOUGHTON) England. 1809-1885 MILTON, JOHN England. 1608-1674 MONTAGU, LADY MARY WORTLEY England, 1690-1762 MONTGOMERY, JAMES Scotland, 1771-1854 MONTGOMERY, REV. ROBERT England, 1807-1855 MOORE, EDWARD England, 1712-1757 MOORE, THOMAS Ireland, 1779-1852 MORE, HANNAH England, 1745-1833 MORELL, REV. THOMAS England, 1703-1784 MORSE, JAMES HERBERT America, 1841- NABBES, THOMAS England, 1600-1641 NEW ENGLAND PRIMER America. 1691- NEWTON, JOHN England, 1725-1807 NORRIS. JOHN England, 1657-1711 NORTON. CAROLINE E.S. (LADY STIRLING-MAXWELL) England, 1808-1877

OBERHOLTZER, SARAH L. America, O'DONOGHUE, NANNIE L., MRS. POWER, Ireland, began writing 1881 OLD BALLADS Ireland, OLDMIXON, JOHN England, 1673-1742 O'REILLY, JOHN BOYLE Ireland, 1844—America, 1890 ORRERY, ROGER BOYLE, EARL OF Ireland, 1621-1679 OSGOOD, FRANCES SARGENT America, 1811-1850 OTWAY, THOMAS England, 1651-1685 OVERBURY, SIR THOMAS England, 1581-1613 OVID (PUBLIUS OVIDIUS NASO) Italy, 43 B.C.-18 A.D. OWEN, DR. JOHN England, 1616-1683

PARDOE, JULIA England, 1806-1862 PARNELL, THOMAS Ireland, 1679-1717 PEACOCK, THOMAS LOVE England, 1785-1866 PEELE, GEORGE England, about 1558-1598 PERCIVAL, JAMES GATES America, 1795-1856 PERCY, BISHOP THOMAS England, 1729-1811 PETRARCH (FRANCISCO PETRARCA) Italy, 1304-1374 PHILLIPS, CATHARINE England, 1631-1664 PLAYFORD, JOHN England, 1613-1693 POLLOK, ROBERT Scotland, 1798-1827 POMFRET, JOHN England, 1667-1703 POOR ROBIN'S ALMANACK England, 1695 POPE, ALEXANDER England, 1688-1744 PORTEUS, BISHOP BEILBY England, 1731-1808 PRAED, WINTHROP MACKWORTH England, 1802-1839 PRESTON, MARGARET JUNKIN America, 1838-1897 PRIOR, MATTHEW England, 1664-1721 PROCTER, ADELAIDE ANNE England, 1825-1864 PROCTER, BRYAN WALLER (Barry Cornwall) England, 1787-1874

QUARLES, FRANCIS England, 1592-1644

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ALEXANDER POPE Frontispiece After photograph from a portrait.

JOHN GODFREY SAXE After a photograph from life.

JOHN DRYDEN From an engraving after a painting by Hudson, in Trinity College, Cambridge, England.

SAMUEL, BUTLER After an engraving from contemporary portrait.

JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL From an etching after a life-photograph.

VICTOR MARIE HUGO After a life-photograph of Walery, Paris,


"Next to the originator of a good sentence is the first quoter of it.... We are as much informed of a writer's genius by what he selects as by what he originates."—R.W. EMERSON.



'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. Absence Conquers Love. F.W. THOMAS.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder; Isle of Beauty, fare thee well! Isle of Beauty. T.H. BAYLY.

Though absent, present in desires they be; Our souls much further than our eyes can see. Sonnet. M. DRAYTON.

There's not a wind but whispers of thy name. Mirandola. B.W. PROCTER.

Short absence hurt him more, And made his wound far greater than before; Absence not long enough to root out quite All love, increases love at second sight. Henry II. T. MAY.

How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness everywhere. Sonnet XCVII. SHAKESPEARE.

Days of absence, sad and dreary, Clothed in sorrow's dark array,— Days of absence, I am weary; She I love is far away. Days of Absence, J.J. ROUSSEAU.

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; And every little absence is an age. Amphictrion. J. DRYDEN.

What! keep a week away? Seven days and nights? Eightscore eight hours? And lovers' absent hours More tedious than the dial eightscore times? O, weary reckoning! Othello. Act iii. Sc. 4. SHAKESPEARE.

Long did his wife, Suckling her babe, her only one, look out The way he went at parting,—but he came not! Italy. S. ROGERS.

With what a deep devotedness of woe I wept thy absence—o'er and o'er again Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain, And memory, like a drop that, night and day Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away! Lalla Rookh: Veiled Prophet of Khorassan. T. MOORE.

Condemned whole years in absence to deplore, And image charms he must behold no more. Eloise to Abelard. A. POPE.


The flighty purpose never is o'ertook, Unless the deed go with it. Macbeth, Act. iv. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

If our virtues Did not go forth of us, 't were all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touched, But to fine issues; nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence. But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor— Both thanks and use. Measure for Measure, Act i. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

We must not stint Our necessary actions, in the fear To cope malicious censurers. King Henry VIII., Act i. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.

That light we see is burning in my hall. How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world. Merchant of Venice, Act v. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

Our acts our angels are, or good or ill. Our fatal shadows that walk by us still. An Honest Man's Fortune. J. FLETCHER.


She is pretty to walk with, And witty to talk with, And pleasant, too, to think on. Brennoralt, Act ii. SIR J. SUCKLING.

But from the hoop's bewitching round, Her very shoe has power to wound. Fables: The Spider and the Bee. E. MOORE.

That eagle's fate and mine are one. Which, on the shaft that made him die, Espied a feather of his own, Wherewith he wont to soar so high. To a Lady singing a Song of his Composing. E. WALLER.

See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! Romeo and Juliet, Act ii. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.

The light that lies In woman's eyes. The time I've lost in Wooing. T. MOORE.

Is she not more than painting can express, Or youthful poets fancy when they love? The Fair Penitent, Act iii. Sc. 1. N. ROWE.

O, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars. Faustus. C. MARLOWE.

The dimple that thy chin contains has beauty in its round That never has been fathomed yet by myriad thoughts profound. Odes, CXLIII. HAFIZ.

Beauty stands In the admiration only of weak minds Led captive. Cease to admire, and all her plumes Fall flat and shrink into a trivial toy, At every sudden slighting quite abashed. Paradise Regained, Bk. II. MILTON.


The ornament of beauty is suspect, A crow that flies in heaven's sweetest air. Sonnet LXX. SHAKESPEARE.

A native grace Sat fair-proportioned in her polished limbs, Veiled in a simple robe their best attire. Beyond the pomp of dress; for loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, But is, when unadorned, adorned the most. The Seasons: Autumn. J. THOMSON.

She's adorned Amply that in her husband's eye looks lovely,— The truest mirror that an honest wife Can see her beauty in. The Honeymoon, Act iii. Sc. 4. J. TOBIN.

Terrible he rode alone, With his Yemen sword for aid; Ornament it carried none, But the notches on the blade. The Death Feud. An Arab War Song. Anonymous Translation.


Naught venture, naught have. Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry. October's Abstract. T. TUSSER.

We must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures. Julius Caesar, Act iv. Sc. 3. SHAKESPEARE.

Fierce warres, and faithful loves shall moralize my song. Faerie Queene, Bk. I. Proem. E. SPENSER.

Send danger from the east unto the west, So honor cross it from the north to south, And let them grapple: O! the blood more stirs To rouse a lion than to start a hare!

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By Heaven, methinks, it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honor from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honor by the locks. K. Henry IV., Pt. I. Act i. Sc. 3. SHAKESPEARE.

A wild dedication of yourselves To unpathed waters, undreamed shores. Winter's Tale, Act iv. Sc. 3. SHAKESPEARE.


Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head. As You Like It, Act i. Sc. 3. SHAKESPEARE.

Calamity is man's true touchstone. Four Plays in One: The Triumph of Honor, Sc. 1. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER.

More safe I sing with mortal voice, unchanged To hoarse or mute, though fallen on evil days, On evil days though fallen, and evil tongues. Paradise Lost, Bk. VII. MILTON.

Tho' losses and crosses Be lessons right severe, There's wit there, ye'll get there, Ye'll find nae otherwhere. Epistle to Davie. R. BURNS.

By adversity are wrought The greatest work of admiration, And all the fair examples of renown Out of distress and misery are grown. On the Earl of Southampton. S. DANIEL.

Aromatic plants bestow No spicy fragrance while they grow; But crushed or trodden to the ground, Diffuse their balmy sweets around. The Captivity, Act i. O. GOLDSMITH.

The Good are better made by Ill, As odors crushed are sweeter still. Jacqueline. S. ROGERS.

Daughter of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast. Whose iron scourge and torturing hour The bad affright, afflict the best! Hymn to Adversity. T. GRAY.

'T is better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content. Than to be perked up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow. King Henry VIII., Act ii. Sc. 3. SHAKESPEARE.

As if Misfortune made the throne her seat, And none could be unhappy but the great. The Fair Penitent: Prologue. N. ROWE.

None think the great unhappy, but the great. Love of Fame, Satire I. DR. E. YOUNG.

My pride fell with my fortunes. As You Like It, Act i. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.

We have seen better days. Timon of Athens, Act iv. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.

If ever you have looked on better days; If ever been where bells have knolled to church. As You Like It, Act ii. Sc. 7. SHAKESPEARE.

O, who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow, By thinking on fantastic Summer's heat? O, no! the apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the worse. King Richard II., Act i. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.

A poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man. King Lear, Act iii. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.

Eating the bitter bread of banishment. King Richard II., Act iii. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. Merchant of Venice, Act i. Sc. 8. SHAKESPEARE.

Lord of himself,—that heritage of woe! Lara, Canto I. LORD BYRON.

Lord of thy presence, and no land beside. King John, Act i. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

Heaven is not always angry when he strikes, But most chastises those whom most he likes. Verses to his Friend under Affliction. J. POMFRET.

As sunshine, broken in the rill, Though turned astray, is sunshine still. Fire Worshippers. T. MOORE.

On Fortune's cap we are not the very button. Hamlet, Act ii. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.

Cheered up himself with ends of verse, And sayings of philosophers. Hudibras, Pt. I. Canto III. S. BUTLER.

O life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I! Despondency. R. BURNS.

A wretched soul, bruised with adversity. Comedy of Errors, Act ii. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

Affliction's sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss! A Winter Night. R. BURNS.

Henceforth I'll bear Affliction till it do cry out itself, Enough, enough, and die. King Lear, Act iv. Sc. 6. SHAKESPEARE.

On me, on me Time and change can heap no more! The painful past with blighting grief Hath left my heart a withered leaf. Time and change can do no more. Dirge. R.H. HORNE.

I wish thy lot, now bad, still worse, my friend, For when at worst, they say, things always mend. To a Friend in Distress. DR. J. OWEN.

The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of. Macbeth, Act ii. Sc. 8. SHAKESPEARE.

Things at the worst will cease, or else climb upward To what they were before. Macbeth, Act iv. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.

I am not now in fortune's power; He that is down can fall no lower. Hudibras, Pt. I. Canto III. S. BUTLER.

The worst is not So long as we can say, This is the worst. King Lear, Act iv. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.


The worst men often give the best advice. Our deeds are sometimes better than our thoughts, Festus: Sc. A Village Feast. P.J. BAILEY.

I pray thee cease thy counsel. Which falls into mine ears as profitless As water in a sieve. Much Ado About Nothing, Act v. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

O Life! how pleasant in thy morning. Young Fancy's rays the hills adorning! Cold-pausing Caution's lesson scorning, We frisk away, Like schoolboys at th' expected warning, To joy and play. Epistle to James Smith. B. BURNS.

Know when to speake; for many times it brings Danger to give the best advice to kings. Hesperides' Caution in Councell. R. HEBRICK.


I'm growing fonder of my staff; I'm growing dimmer in the eyes; I'm growing fainter in my laugh; I'm growing deeper in my sighs; I'm growing careless of my dress; I'm growing frugal of my gold; I'm growing wise; I'm growing,—yes,— I'm growing old. I'm Growing Old. J.G. SAXE.

And his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. As You Like It, Act ii. Sc. 7. SHAKESPEARE.

Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations. The Golden Legend, IV. H.W. LONGFELLOW.

Years steal Fire from the mind, as vigor from the limb; And life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim. Childe Harold, Canto III. LORD BYRON.

For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees The inaudible and noiseless foot of Time Steals ere we can effect them. All's Well that Ends Well, Act v. Sc. 3. SHAKESPEARE.

Strange! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long. Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Bk. II. DR. I. WATTS.

Thus aged men, full loth and slow, The vanities of life forego, And count their youthful follies o'er, Till Memory lends her light no more. Rokeby, Canto V. SIR W. SCOTT.

Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly. As You Like, It. Act ii. Sc. 3. SHAKESPEARE.

But grant, the virtues of a temp'rate prime Bless with an age exempt from scorn or crime; An age that melts with unperceived decay, And glides in modest innocence away. Vanity of Human Wishes. DR. S. JOHNSON.

Who soweth good seed shall surely reap; The year grows rich as it groweth old, And life's latest sands are its sands of gold! To the "Bouquet Club." J.C.R. DORR.

The spring, like youth, fresh blossoms doth produce, But autumn makes them ripe and fit for use: So Age a mature mellowness doth set On the green promises of youthful heat. Cato Major, Pt. IV. SIR J. DENHAM.

My May of life Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf: And that which should accompany old age, As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud, but deep, mouth-honor, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not. Macbeth, Act v. Sc. 3. SHAKESPEARE.

What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth as I am now. Childe Harold, Canto II. LORD BYRON.

His silver hairs Will purchase us a good opinion, And buy men's voices to commend our deeds; It shall be said—his judgment ruled our hands. Julius Caesar, Act ii. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

As you are old and reverend, you should be wise. King Lear, Act i. Sc. 4. SHAKESPEARE.

So may'st thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop Into thy mother's lap, or be with ease Gathered, not harshly plucked for death mature. Paradise Lost, Bk. XI. MILTON.


DUNCAN. This castle hath a pleasant seat: the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses.

BANQUO.... The heaven's breath Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coigne of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle: Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed, The air is delicate. Macbeth, Act i. Sc. 6. SHAKESPEARE.

Joyous the birds; fresh gales and gentle airs Whispered it to the woods, and from their wings Flung rose, flung odors from the spicy shrub. Paradise Lost, Bk. VIII. MILTON.

HAMLET. The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold.

HORATIO. It is a nipping and an 'eager air. Hamlet, Act i. Sc. 4. SHAKESPEARE.

The parching air Burns frore, and cold performs the effect of fire. Paradise Lost, Bk. II. MILTON.

Drew audience and attention still as night Or summer's noontide air. Paradise Lost, Bk. II. MILTON.

As one who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air. Paradise Lost, Bk. IX, MILTON.

Nor waste their sweetness in the desert air. Gotham, Bk. II. C. CHURCHILL.


Ambition is our idol, on whose wings Great minds are carried only to extreme; To be sublimely great, or to be nothing. The Loyal Brother, Act i. Sc. 1. T. SOUTHERNE.

To reign is worth ambition, though in hell: Better to reign in hell, than serve in heaven. Paradise Lost, Bk. I. MILTON.

Rather than be less Cared not to be at all. Paradise Lost, Bk. II. MILTON.

Lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend. Julius Caesar, Act ii. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent; but only Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself, And falls on the other. Macbeth, Act i. Sc. 7. SHAKESPEARE.

But wild ambition loves to slide, not stand, And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land. Absalom and Achitophel, Pt. I. J. DRYDEN.

Ambition's monstrous stomach does increase By eating, and it fears to starve unless It still may feed, and all it sees devour. Playhouse to Let. SIR W. DAVENANT.

But see how oft ambition's aims are crossed, And chiefs contend 'til all the prize is lost! Rape of the Lock, Canto V. A. POPE.

O, sons of earth! attempt ye still to rise, By mountains piled on mountains to the skies? Heaven still with laughter the vain toil surveys, And buries madmen in the heaps they raise. Essay on Man, Epistle IV. A. POPE.

The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream. Hamlet, Act ii. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.

Why then doth flesh, a bubble-glass of breath, Hunt after honour and advancement vain, And rear a trophy for devouring death? Ruins of Time. E. SPENSER.

Oh, sons of earth! attempt ye still to rise By mountains piled on mountains to the skies? Heaven still with laughter the vain toil surveys, And buries madmen in the heaps they raise. Essay on Man. A. POPE.


In this dim world of clouding cares, We rarely know, till 'wildered eyes See white wings lessening up the skies, The Angels with us unawares. Ballad of Babe Christabel. G. MASSEY.

Around our pillows golden ladders rise, And up and down the skies, With winged sandals shod, The angels come, and go, the Messengers of God! Nor, though they fade from us, do they depart— It is the childly heart: We walk as heretofore, Adown their shining ranks, but see them nevermore. Hymn to the Beautiful. R.H. STODDARD.

For God will deign To visit oft the dwellings of just men Delighted, and with frequent intercourse Thither will send his winged messengers On errands of supernal grace. Paradise Lost, Bk. VII. MILTON.

But sad as angels for the good man's sin, Weep to record, and blush to give it in. The Pleasures of Hope, Pt. II. T. CAMPBELL.

What though my winged hours of bliss have been, Like angel-visits, few and far between. The Pleasures of Hope, Pt. II. T. CAMPBELL.


Anger is like A full-hot horse; who being allowed his way, Self-mettle tires him. King Henry VIII., Act i. Sc 1. SHAKESPEARE.

Being once chased, he cannot Be reined again to temperance; then he speaks What's in his heart. Coriolanus, Act iii. Sc. 3. SHAKESPEARE.

I am very sorry, good Horatio, That to Laertes I forgot myself,

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But, sure, the bravery of his grief did put me Into a towering passion. Hamlet, Act v. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.

Senseless, and deformed, Convulsive Anger storms at large; or, pale And silent, settles into fell revenge. The Seasons: Spring. J. THOMSON.

Be advised; Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot That it do singe yourself: we may outrun. By violent swiftness, that which we run at, And lose by over-running. King Henry VIII., Act i. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

Never anger made good guard for itself. Antony and Cleopatra, Act iv. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.


All's fish they get That cometh to net. Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry. T. TUSSER.

In genial spring, beneath the quivering shade, Where cooling vapors breathe along the mead, The patient fisher takes his silent stand, Intent, his angle trembling in his hand; With looks unmoved, he hopes the scaly breed, And eyes the dancing cork, and bending reed. Windsor Forest. A. POPE.

Now is the time, While yet the dark-brown water aids the guile, To tempt the trout. The well-dissembled fly, The rod fine tapering with elastic spring, Snatched from the hoary steed the floating line, And all thy slender wat'ry stores prepare. The Seasons: Spring. J. THOMSON.

Just in the dubious point, where with the pool Is mixed the trembling stream, or where it boils Around the stone, or from the hollowed bank Reverted plays in undulating flow, There throw, nice judging, the delusive fly; And as you lead it round in artful curve, With eye attentive mark the springing game. Straight as above the surface of the flood They wanton rise, or urged by hunger leap, Then fix, with gentle twitch, the barbed hook: Some lightly tossing to the grassy bank, And to the shelving shore slow-dragging some, With various hand proportioned to their force. The Seasons: Spring. J. THOMSON.

Give me mine angle, we'll to the river; there, My music playing far off, I will betray Tawny-finned fishes; my bended hook shall pierce Their shiny jaws. Antony and Cleopatra, Act ii. Sc. 5. SHAKESPEARE.

His angle-rod made of a sturdy oak; His line a cable which in storms ne'er broke; His hook he baited with a dragon's tail, And sat upon a rock, and bobbed for whale. Upon a Giant's Angling. W. KING.


A harmless necessary cat. Merchant of Venice, Act iv. Sc. 1. SHAKESPEARE.

Confound the cats! All cats—alway— Cats of all colors, black, white, gray; By night a nuisance and by day— Confound the cats! A Dithyramb on Cats. O.T. DOBBIN.

I am his Highness' dog at Kew; Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you? On the Collar of a Dog. A. POPE.

The little dogs and all, Tray, Blanche, and Sweetheart, see, they bark at me. King Lear, Act iii Sc. 6. SHAKESPEARE.

How, in his mid-career, the spaniel struck, Stiff, by the tainted gale, with open nose, Outstretched and finely sensible, draws full, Fearful and cautious, on the latent prey. The Seasons: Autumn. J. THOMSON.

A horse! a horse! My kingdom for a horse! King Richard III., Act v. Sc. 4. SHAKESPEARE.

The courser pawed the ground with restless feet, And snorting foamed, and champed the golden bit. Palamon and Arcite, Pt. III. J. DRYDEN.

Round-hoofed, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide: Look, what a horse should have he did not lack. Save a proud rider on so proud a back. Venus and Adonis. SHAKESPEARE.

Oft in this season too the horse, provoked While his big sinews full of spirits swell, Trembling with vigor, in the heat of blood, Springs the high fence.... his nervous chest, Luxuriant and erect, the seat of strength! The Seasons: Summer. J. THOMSON.

Champing his foam, and bounding o'er the plain, Arch his high neck, and graceful spread his mane. The Courser. SIR R. BLACKMORE.

Is it the wind those branches stirs? No, no! from out the forest prance A trampling troop; I see them come! In one vast squadron they advance! I strove to cry,—my lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride; But where are they the reins to guide! A thousand horse,—and none to ride! With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils, never stretched by pain, Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein, And feet that iron never shod, And flanks unscarred by spur or rod, A thousand horse, the wild, the free, Like waves that follow o'er the sea, Came thickly thundering on. Mazeppa. LORD BYRON.

I holde a mouses herte nat worth a leek. That hath but oon hole for to sterte to. Preamble, Wyves Tale of Bath. CHAUCER.

When now, unsparing as the scourge of war, Blast follow blasts and groves dismantled roar; Around their home the storm-pinched cattle lows, No nourishment in frozen pasture grows. The Farmer's Boy: Winter. R. BLOOMFIELD.

Rural confusion! on the grassy bank Some ruminating lie; while others stand Half in the flood, and, often bending, sip The circling surface. In the middle droops The strong laborious ox, of honest front, Which incomposed he shakes; and from his sides The troublous insects lashes with his tail, Returning still. The Seasons: Summer. J. THOMSON.

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