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CARE

A thousand cares his labouring breast revolves,
Inly he groans, while glory and despair
Divide his heart, and raise a doubtful war.

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Pope, from Homer.

From shore to shore why should we run,
When none his tiresome self can shun?
For baneful care will still prevail,
And overtake us under sail:

'T will dodge the great man's train behind,
Outrun the doe, outfly the wind;

If then thy soul rejoice to-day,
Drive far to-morrow's cares away.

Otway, from Horace.

An angry care doth dwell

In his dark breast and all gay forms expel.-Cowley.

That spoils the dance of youthful blood,

Strikes out the dimple from the cheek of mirth,
And every smirking feature from the face;
Branding our laughter with the name of madness.

But can the noble mind for ever brood,
The willing victim of a weary mood,

On heartless cares that squander life away,

And cloud young Genius bright'ning into day?

Blair.

Campbell.

The Being that is in the clouds and air,
That is in the green leaves among the groves,
Maintains a deep and reverential care,

For the unoffending creatures whom he loves.
Wordsworth.

Care, care, the cruel pain

Which children bring upon the parents' soul,
Eats into mine, corrodes and cankers it.

You laugh.-'I do not starve,'-not yet, not yet:
But wait to-morrow! Famine will be here;

In the mean time we've still grim care, (whose tooth
Is like the tiger's-sharp,) lest dreams should fall,
And shadow us with sweet forgetfulness.

Procter.

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CARNAGE. CAUSE.

CARNAGE.

SUCH, a scent I draw

Of carnage, prey innumerable! and taste

The savour of death from all things there that live.

His ample maw, with human carnage filled,
A milky deluge next the giant,swilled.

Nations with nations mixt confus'dly die,
And lost in one promiscuous carnage lie.

Milton.

Pope.

Addison.

CAUSE.

THIS is a cause which our ambition fills;

A cause, in which our strength we should not waste In vain, like giants, who did heave at hills;

'Tis too unwieldy for the force of haste.

Sir W. Davenant.

Justness of cause is nothing,

When things are risen to the point they are: "Tis either not examin'd or believ'd

Among the warlike.

Circumstance must make it probable

Whether the cause's justness may command
Th' attendance of success: for an attempt
That's warranted by justice, cannot want
A prosperous end.

O madness of discourse!

That cause sets up with and against thyself
Bifold authority!

Suckling.

Nabb.

Milton.

There is a chain of causes

Linked to effects,-invincible necessity,

That whate'er is could not but so have been.

Dryden.

Ere to thy cause and thee my heart inclin'd,
Or love to party had seduced my mind. Tickell.

CAUSE. CAUTION. CELERITY.

There was on both sides much to say:
He'd hear the cause another day;-
And so he did-and then a third
He heard it then, he kept his word,
But with rejoinders or replies,

Long bills, and answers stuff'd with lies,
For sixteen years the cause was spun,
And then stood where it first begun.

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Swift.

CAUTION.

You know how fickle common lovers are:
Their oaths and vows are cautiously believed,
For few there are but have been once deceived.

You cautioned me against their charms
But never gave me equal arms;

Your lessons found the weakest part,

Dryden.

Aimed at the head, but reached the heart.-Swift.

How shall our thoughts avoid the various snare?
Or wisdom to our cautioned souls declare

The various shapes thou pleasest to employ,

When bent to hurt, and certain to destroy?-Prior.

Who 'scapes the snare

Once, has a certain caution to beware.

Chapman.

Man's caution often into danger turns,

And his guard, falling, crushes him to death.

CELERITY.

CELERITY is never more admired

Young.

Than by the negligent.

Shakspere.

Thus with imagined wings, our swift scene flies

In motion with no less celerity,

Than that of thought.

M

Shakspere.

162

CENSURE. CEREMONY.

CENSURE.

GIVE every man thine ear, but few thy voice;

Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.

We must not stint

Our necessary actions, in the fear

To cope malicious censurers.

Shakspere.

Shakspere.

Let such teach others, who themselves excel,
And censure freely, who have written well.

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Enough for half the greatest of these days,
To 'scape my censure, not expect my praise. Pope.

But censure's to be understood
The authentic mark of the elect;

The public stamp heaven sets on all that's good and

great.

Swift.

CEREMONY.

CEREMONY was but devised at first

To set a gloss on faint deeds-hollow welcomes,
Recanting goodness, sorry e'er 't is shown;

But where there is true friendship, there needs none.
Shakspere.

And what art thou, thou idol, ceremony?
What kind of god art thou? that sufferest more
Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers.
What are thy rents? What are thy comings in?
O ceremony, show me but thy worth:

What is thy toll, O adoration?

Art thou aught else but place, degree, and form,
Creating awe and fear in other men?

Wherein thou art less happy, being fear'd,

Than they in fearing.

What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet,

But poison'd flattery?

O be sick, great greatness,

And bid thy ceremony give thee cure. Shakspere.

CEREMONY. CERTAINTY.

Disrobe the images,

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If you find them decked with ceremony.-Shakspere.

The sauce to meat is ceremony,
Meeting were bare without it.

Where pomp and ceremonies entered not;

Shakspere.

Where greatness was shut out, and bigness nigh forgot.

Dryden.

Then Ceremony leads her bigots forth,
Prepar'd to fight for shadows of no worth;
While truths, on which eternal things depend,
Find not, or hardly find, a single friend.
As soldiers watch the signal of command,
They learn to bow, to sit, to kneel, to stand;
Happy to fill religion's vacant place

With hollow form, and gesture, and grimace.

Cowper.

It was withal a highly-polished age,
And scrupulous in ceremonious rite;

When stranger stranger met upon the way,
First each to other bowed respectfully,

And large professions made of humble service.

Pollok.

CERTAINTY-UNCERTAINTY.

DOUBTING things go ill, often hurt more
Than to be sure they do; for certainties
Or are past remedies; or timely knowing,
The remedy then born.

However I with thee have fixed my lot,
Certain to undergo like doom of death,
Consort with thee.

Uncertainty!

Fell demon of our fears! the human soul,

Shakspere.

Milton.

That can support despair, supports not thee.-Mallet.

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