GOLD

Longfellow: The Builders.

see Apparel, Avarice, Money, Riches

All that glisters is not gold,

Often have you heard that told;
Many a man his life hath sold;

But my outside to behold.

1956

Shaks.: Mer. of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 7.

How quickly nature falls into revolt,

When gold becomes her object!

For this the foolish over-careful fathers

Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains with care.
Their bones with industry.

For this they have engrossed and pil'd up

The canker'd heaps of strange-achievéd gold;
For this they have been thoughtful to invest
Their sons with arts and martial exercises:
When, like the bee, culling from every flower
The virtuous sweets;

Our thighs pack'd with wax, our mouths with honey,
We bring it to the hive; and, like the bees,
Are murther'd for our pains.

1957

Shaks.: 2 Henry IV. Act iv. Sc. 4.

O thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce

'Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright defiler
Of Hymen's purest bed! thou valiant Mars!

Thou ever young, fresh, loved, and delicate wooer,
Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow

That lies on Dian's lap! thou visible god,

That sold'rest close impossibilities,

And mak'st them kiss! that speak'st with every tongue

To every purpose! O thou touch of hearts!

Think, thy slave man rebels; and, by thy virtue,
Set them into confounding odds, that beasts

May have the world in empire!

1958

Shaks.: Timon of A. Act iv. Sc. 3
'Tis gold

Which buys admittance; oft it doth; yea, and makes
Diana's rangers false themselves, yield up
Their deer to the stand o' the stealer; and 'tis gold
Which makes the true man kill'd, and saves the thief;
Nay, sometime hangs both thief and true man: What
Can it not do, and undo?

1959

Shaks.: Cymbeline. Act ii. Sc. 3

Gold; worse poison to men's souls,

Doing more murther in this loathsome world,

Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell.
1960
Shaks.: Rom. and Jul. Act v. Sc. 1
Judges and senates have been bought for gold;
Esteem and love were never to be sold.

1961

Pope Essay on Man. Epis. iv. Line 187

O cursed lust of gold! when for thy sake

The fool throws up his interest in both worlds;

First starved in this, then damn'd in that to come! 1962

Blair: Grave. Line 347

Because my blessings are abus'd,
Must I be censur'd, curs'd, accus'd?
Even virtue's self by knaves is made
A cloak to carry on the trade.
1963
Gay: Fables. Pt. i. Fable 6.
Can gold calm passion, or make reason shine?
Can we dig peace, or wisdom, from the mine?
Wisdom to gold prefer; for 'tis much less
To make our fortune, than our happiness.

1964

Young: Love of Fame. Satire vi. Line 279.

Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold !

Bright and yellow, hard and cold,

Molten, graven, hammer'd, and roll'd;

Heavy to get, and light to hold;

Hoarded, barter'd, bought, and sold,

Stolen, borrow'd, squander'd, doled:

Spurn'd by the young, but hugg'd by the old
To the very verge of the churchyard mould;
Price of many a crime untold,

Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold !

Good or bad a thousand-fold!

How widely its agencies vary

To save to ruin to curse- to bless

As even its minted coins express,

Now stamp'd with the image of Good Queen Bess,
And now of a bloody Mary.

GOODNESS

see Benevolence, Bounty.
May he live

Longer than I have time to tell his years!
Ever belov'd, and loving, may his rule be!
And, when old Time shall lead him to his end,
Goodness and he fill up one monument!

1967

Shaks.: Henry VIII. Act ii. Sc. 1

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And grant the bad what happiness they would;
One they must want, which is, - to pass for good.
1970
Pope: Essay on Man. Epis. iv. Line 91.
Who does the best his circumstance allows,
Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more.

1971

Young: Night Thoughts. Night ii. Line 91.

The good are better made by ill,
As odors crush'd are sweeter still.

1972

Rogers: Jacqueline. St. 3.

Hard was their lodging, homely was their food,
For all their luxury was doing good.

1973

Garth: Claremont. Line 148.

Oh, sir! the good die first,

And they whose hearts are dry as summer's dust,
Burn to the socket.

1974

Wordsworth: The Excursion. Bk. i. Line 504.

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.

1975

Charles Kingsley: A Farewell.

Evil and good are God's right hand and left.

1976

GOOD NIGHT.

Bailey: Festus. Proem. Line 271.

Good night! good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,

That I shall say good night, till it be morrow.

1978

Shaks.: Rom. and Jul. Act ii. Sc. 2

Look, the world's comforter, with weary gait,
His day's hot task hath ended in the west:
The owl, night's herald, shrieks, 'tis very late;
The sheep are gone to fold, birds to their nest;
And coal-black clouds, that shadow heaven's light,
Do summon us to part, and bid good night.
1979

Shaks.: Venus and A. Line 529

To all, to each, a fair good night,
And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.
1980

Scott: Marmion. Canto vi. L'Envoy

GOVERNMENT. -see Kings.

Each petty hand

Can steer a ship becalm'd; but he that will
Govern and carry her to her ends, must know
His tides, his currents, how to shift his sails;
What she will bear in foul, what in fair weathers;

Where her springs are, her leaks, and how to stop 'em;
What strands, what shelves, what rocks do threaten her.
1981
Ben Jonson: Catiline. Act iii. Sc. 1

All countries are a wise man's home,
And so are governments to some,
Who change them for the same intrigues
That statesmen use in breaking leagues;
While others in old faiths and troths,
Look odd, as out-of-fashion'd clothes.

1982

Butler: Hudibras. Pt. iii. Canto il. Line 1293

For forms of government let fools contest,
Whate'er is best administer'd is best.

1983 Pope: Essay on Man. Epis. iii. Line 303 May you, may Cam and Isis, preach it long! The right divine of kings to govern wrong. 1984.

Pope: Dunciad. Bk. iv. Line 187

Shaks.: 3 Henry VI. Act i. Sc. 4.

'Tis government that makes them seem divine.
1985

For just experience tells, in every soil,
That those who think must govern those who toil.

1986

GRACE-see Beauty.

Goldsmith: Traveller. Line 371.

To some kind of men

Their graces serve them but as enemies.

O what a world is this, when what is comely
Envenoms him that bears it.

1987

Shaks.: As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 3

When once our grace we have forgot,

Nothing goes right.

1988

Shaks.: M. for M. Act iv. Sc. 4.

There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip,

Nay, her foot speaks.

1989

Shaks.: Troil. and Cress. Act iv. Sc. 5

See where she comes, apparell'd like the Spring;

Graces her subjects.

1990

Shaks.: Pericles. Act i. Sc 1

Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye,
In every gesture dignity and love.

1991

Milton: Par. Lost. Bk. viii. Line 488

'Cause grace, and virtue are within
Prohibited degrees of kin;

And therefore no true saint allows
They should be suffer'd to espouse.

1992

Butler: Hudibras. Pt. iii. Canto i. Line 1293

A foot more light, a step more true,
Ne'er from the heath-flower dash'd the dew.
1993

Scott: Lady of the Lake. Canto i. St. 18

That caressing and exquisite grace-never bold,
Ever present - which just a few women possess.
Owen Meredith: Lucile. Pt. i. Canto iii. St. 9.

1994

An inborn grace that nothing lacked

Of culture or appliance,

The warmth of genial courtesy,

The calm of self-reliance.

1995

BRASSHOPPER.

Whittier: Among the Hills. St. 23

O thou that swing'st upon the waving ear
Of some well-filled oaten beard,

Drunk every night with a delicious tear

Dropp'd thee from heaven, where thou wast rear'd!

The joys of earth and air are thine entire,

That with thy feet and wings dost hop and fly;
And when thy poppy works, thou dost retire

To thy carved acorn-bed to lie.

1996

Richard Lovelace: The Grasshopper

GRATITUDE.

Ah! vainest of all things Is the gratitude of kings! 1997

Longfellow: Belisarius