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And thus he bore without abuse
THE GRAND OLD NAME of gentleman.

Tennyson : In Memoriam. Pt. 110. St. 6


What would you have? our gentleness shall force
More than your force move us to gentleness.

Shaks.: As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7


Geographers, in Afric maps,
With savage pictures fill their gaps,
And o’er unhabitable downs
Place elephants for want of towns.

Swift: On Poetry. A Rhapsody. Line 177,

PHOSTS see Spirits.

Avaunt! and quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee!
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;
Thou hast no speculation in those eyes,
Which thou dost glare with !

Shaks.: Macbeth. Act iii. Sc. 4.
Thou canst not say, I did it: never shake
Thy gory locks at me.

Shaks. : Macbeth. Act iii. Sc. 4.

What man dare, I dare :
Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,
The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger,
Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves
Shall never tremble.

Shaks.: Macbeth. Act iii. Sc.
Angels and ministers of grace defend us!
Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn’d,
Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell,
Be thy intents wicked or charitable,
Thou comest in such a questionable shape
That I will speak to thee.

Shaks. : Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 4. He shudder'd, as no doubt the bravest cowers When he can't tell what 'tis that doth appal. How odd a single hobgoblin's nonentity Should cause more fear than a whole host's identity. 1912

Byron : Don Juan. Canto xvi. St. 120.

Spirits when they please Can either sex assume, or both; so soft And upcompounded is their essence pure. 1913

Milton: Par. Lost. Bk. i. Line 423

Some have mistaken blocks and posts,
For spectres, apparitions, ghosts,
With saucer-eyes and horns; and some
Have heard the devil beat a drum.

Butler: Hudibras. Pt. ii. Canto i. Line 129

Many ghosts, and forms of fright,
Have started from their graves to-night;
They have driven sleep from mine eyes away.

1915 Longfellow : Christus. Golden Legend. Pt. iv.

Wear this for me, one out of suits with fortune,
That could give more, but that her hand lacks means.

Shaks.: As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.
She prizes not such trifles as these are:
The gifts she looks from me, are pack'd and lock'd
Up in my heart; which I have given already,
But not deliver'd.

Shaks.: Wint. Tale. Act iv. Sc. 3. Win her with gifts, if she respect not words: Dumb jewels often, in their silent kind, More than quick words, do move a woman's mind. 1918

Shaks.: Two Gent. of V. Act iii. Sc. 1.

To the noble mind, Rich gifts wax poor, when givers prove unkind. 1919

Shaks.: Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 1

He ne'er consider'd it as loth,
To look a gift horse in the mouth,
And very wisely would lay forth
No more upon it than 'twas worth.

Butler: Hudibras. Pt. i. Canto i. Line 489,
Saints themselves will sometimes be,
Of gifts that cost them nothing, free.

Butler : Hudibras. Pt. i. Canto i. Line 495. A man may be a legal donor Of anything whereof he's owner. 1922

Butler : Hudibras. Pt. ii. Canto i. Line 679 This, and in this, .Lodg'd where I know 'twill ever live, For never could myself or mine Fall into kinder hands than thine. 1923

Bohn: Ms.

soul I give,





Gipsies, who every ill can cure,
Except the ill of being poor,
Who charms 'gainst love and agues sell,
Who can in hen-roost set a spell,
Prepar'd by arts, to them best known
To catch all feet except their own,
Who, as to fortune, can unlock it,
As easily as pick a pocket.

Churchill : Ghost. Bk i. Line 123 GIRDLE.

A narrow compass! and yet there
Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair!
Give me but what this ribbon bound,
Take all the rest the sun goes round.

Waller : On a Girdle. GLOOM.

Where glowing embers through the room
Teach light to counterfeit a gloom.

Milton : Il Penseroso. Line 79. GLORY — see Fame.

When the moon shone we did not see the candle,
So doth the greater glory dim the less.

Shaks.: Mer. of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1.
Glory is like a circle in the water,
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself,
Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.

Shaks.: 1 Henry VI. Act i. Sc. 2 Glories, like glow-worms, afar off shine bright, But look'd at near, have neither heat nor light. 1929

Webster: Duchess of Malfi. Act iv. Sc. 2 Th' extremes of glory and of shame, Like east and west, become the same. No Indian Prince has to his palace More followers than a thief to the gallows. 1930

Butler: Hudibras. Pt. ii. Canto i. Line 271 Great conquerors greater glory gain By foes in triumph led, than slain; The laurels that adorn their brows, Åre pulled from living, not dead, boughs. 1931

Butler : Hudibras. Pt. i. Canto ii. Line 1065 Who pants for glory finds but short repose, A breath revives him, or a breath o’erthrows. 1932

Pope: Satire v. Line 300. In moderation placing all my glory, While Tories call me Whig, and Whigs a Tory. 1933

Pope : Satire i. Line 67

Of some for glory such the boundless rage, That they're the blackest scandal of their age. 1934

Young : Love of Fame. Satire iv. Line 65. To giory some advance a lying claim, Thieves of renown, and pilferers of fame; Their rront supplies what their ambition lacks : They know a thousand lords, behind their backs. 1935

Young : Love of Fame. Satire iii. Line 87 The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour : The paths of glory lead but to the grave. 1936

Gray: Elegy. St. Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife! To all the sensual world proclaim, One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name. 1937

Scott: Old Mortality. Ch. xxxiv. Our glories float between the earth and heaven Like clouds which seem pavilions of the sun, And are the playthings of the casual wind. 1938

Bulwer-Lytton : Richelieu. Act v. Sc. 3. GLOW-WORM see Morning.

The glow-worm shows the matin to be near,
And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire.

Shaks. : Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 5.
Among the crooked lanes, on every hedge,
The glow-worm lights his gem; and through the dark,
A moving radiance twinkles.

Thomson : Seasons. Summer. Line 1684. GLUTTONY - - see Dinner, Greediness. He's a very valiant trencher-man. 1941

Shaks. : Much Ado. Act i. Sc. 1. Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits Make rich the ribs, but bankerout the wits. 1942

Shaks.: Love's L. Lost. Act i. Sc. 1. Some men are born to feast, and not to fight; Whose sluggish minds, c'en in fair honor's field, Still on their dinner turnLct such pot-boiling varlets stay at home, And wield a flesh-hook rather than a sword. 1943

Joanna Baillie : Basil. Act i. Sc. l. Their various cares in one great point combine, The business of their lives — that is, to dine. 1944

Young : Love of Fame. Satire iii. Line 75. 208


Swinish gluttony
Ne'er looks to Heav'n amidst his gorgeous feast,
But with besotted, base ingratitude
Crams, and blasphemes his Feeder.

Milton: Comus. Line 770

GOD — see Deity, Providence.

He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow. 1946

Shaks.: As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 3. 'Tis heaven alone that is given away, 'Tis only God may be had for the asking.

1947 James Russell Lowell : The Vision of Sir Launfal. God, who oft descends to visit men Unseen, and through their habitations walks To mark their doings. 1948

Milton: Par. Lost. Bk. xii. Line 48. God never made his work for man to mend. 1949

Dryden : Epis. to John Dryden. Line 95 All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul. 1950

Pope : Essay on Man. Epis. i. Line 267. Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurled, And now a bubble burst, and now a world. 1951

Pope : Essay on Man. Epis. i. Line 87 Thou art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee: Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine. 1952

Moore : Thou Art, O God God, from a beautiful necessity, is Love. 1953

Tupper: Proverbial Phil. Of Immortality


Immortal gods! I crave no pelf;
I pray for no man, but myself.
Grant I may never prove so fond
To trust man on his oath or hond;
Or a harlot, for her weeping;
Dr a dog, that seems a-sleeping;
Or a keeper with my freedom;
Or my friends, if I should need 'em.

Shaks. : Timon of A. Act i. Sc.

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