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Man is the shuttle, to whose winding quest
And passage through these looms
God order'd motion, but ordain'd no rest.

Henry Vaughan : Man.
Man is of soul and body, formed for deeds
Of high resolve; on fancy's boldest wing
To soar unwearied, fearlessly to turn
The keenest pangs to peacefulness, and taste
The joys which mingled sense and spirit yield;
Or he is formed for abjectness and woe,
To grovel on the dunghill of his fears,
To shrink at every sound, to quench the flame
Of natural love in sensualism, to know
That hour as blest when on his worthless days
The frozen hand of death shall set its seal,
Yet fear the cure, though hating the disease.
The one is man that shell hereafter be,
The other, man as vice has made him now.

Shelley: Queen Mab. Pl. iv. Beyond the poet's sweet dream lives The eternal epic of the man.

Whittier: The Grave by The Lake. St. 34. Strong to the end, a man of men, from out the strife he

passed; The grandest hour of all his life was that of earth the

last. 3076

Whittier : John Quincy Adams. Let each man think himself an act of God, His mind a thought, his life a breath of God. 3077

Bailey: Festus. Proem. Line 162.

It matters not what men assume to be; Or good, or bad, they are but what they are. 3078

Bailey: Festus. Sc. Wood and Water. What is man? A foolish baby; Vainly strives, and fights, and frets : Demanding all, deserving nothing, One small grave is all he gets. 3079

Carlyle : Cui Bono. Man, as says each bearded sage, Is but a piece of clay, Whose mystic moisture lost by age, To dust it falls away.

3080 Thomas Chatterton : The Revenge. Act i. Sc. 6. Born to be plough'd with years, and sown with cares, And reap'd by Death, lord of the human soil. 3081

Byron : Heaven and Earth. Act i. Sc. 3.



Men are the sport of circumstances, when The circumstances seem the sport of men. 3082

Byron : Don Juan. Canto v. St. 17 Man's a phenomenon, one knows not what, And wonderful beyond all wondrous measure; 'Tis pity tho', in this sublime world, that Pleasure's a sin, and sometimes sin's a pleasure. 3083

Byron : Don Juan. Canto i. St. 133 Man's a strange animal, and makes strange use Of his own nature and the various arts, And likes particularly to produce Some new experiment to show his parts. 3084

Byron : Don Juan. Canto i. St. 128

Virgins are soft as the roses they twine, And all, save the spirit of man, is divine. 3085

Byron : Bride of Ab. Canto i. St. 1. Admire, exult - despise, – laugh, weep, — for here There is such matter for all feeling :- man! Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear. 3086

Byron : Ch. Harold. Canto iv. St. 109. Once in the flight of ages past, There liv'd a man:- and who was he? Mortal! howe'er thy lot be cast, That man resembled thee. 3087

James Montgomery: Common Lot.


Fit for the mountains and the barb'rous caves,
Where manners ne'er were preach'd.

Shaks.: Tw. Night. Act iv. Sc. 1
Defect of manners, want of government,
Pride, haughtiness, opinion, and disdain;
The least of which, haunting a nobleman,
Loseth men's hearts, and leaves behind a stain
Upon the beauty of all parts besides;
Beguiling them of commendation.

Shaks. : 1 Henry IV. Act iii. Sc. 1 Eye nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies, And catch the manners, living as they rise; Laugh where we must, be candid where we can; But vindicate the ways of God to man. 3090

Pope : Essay on Man. Epis. i. Line 13 Manners with fortunes, humors turn with climes, Tenets with books, and principles with times. 8091

Pope : Moral Essays. Epis. i. Line 172


March! - A cloudy stream is flowing,
And a hard steel blast is blowing;
Bitterer now than I remember
Ever to have felt or seen,
In the depths of drear December,
When the white doth hide the green:
Not a trembling weed up-peereth
From its dark home underground;
Violet now nor primrose heareth
In her sleep a single sound;
All in wintry torpor bound!
Not a sparrow on the spray!
Not a lark to greet the day!

Barry Cornwall: March, April, May.
The stormy March is come at last,
With wind, and clouds, and changing skies;
I hear the rushing of the blast,
That through the snowy vaileys flies.

William Cullen Bryant : March. Still the north wind breathes His frost, and still the sky sheds snow and sleet. 3094 William Cullen Bryant: Twenty-seventh of March.

Ah, March! we know thou art Kind-hearted, spite of ugly looks and threats, And, out of sight, art nursing April's violets! 3095

Helen Hunt: March. MARRIAGE, MATRIMONY — see Courtship, Father, Happi

ness, Husband, Love, Mother, Widows.
Give me, next good, an understanding wife,
By nature wise, not learned by much art;
Some knowledge on her part, will, all her life,
More scope of conversation impart;
Besides her inborn virtue fortify;
They are most firmly good, that best know why.

Sir Thomas Overbury: A Wife.
No sweet aspersion shall the heavens let fall
To make this contract grow; but barren hate,
Sour-ey'd disdain, and discord, shall bestrew
The union of your bed with weeds so loathly,
That you shall hate it both: therefore, take heed.

Shaks. : Tempest. Act iv. Sc. l. Look down, you gods, And on this couple drop a blessed crown. 3098

Shaks. : Tempest. Act v. Sc. 1. In love, the heavens themselves do guide the state; Money buys land, and wives are sold by fate. 3099

Shaks. : Mer. W. of W. Act v. Sc. &

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Let still the woman take
An elder than herself; so wears she to him,
So sways she level in her husband's heart.
For, boy, however we do praise ourselves,
Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm,
More longing, wavering, sooner lost and won,
Than women's are.

Shaks.: Tw. Night. Act ii. Sc. $
The ancient saying is no heresy; -
Hanging and wiving goes by destiny.

Shakš.: Mer. of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 9. A light wife doth make a heavy husband. 3102

Shaks.: Mer. of Venice Act v. Sc. 1. A young man married is a man that's marred 3103

Shaks.: All's Well. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Honest company, I thank you all,
That have beheld me give away myself
To this most patient, sweet, and virtuous wife.

Shaks.: Tam. of the S. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
Thy head, thy sovereign: one that cares for thee,
And for thy maintenance : commits his body
To painful labor, both by sea and land;
To watch the night in storms, the day in cold,
While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe,
And craves no other tribute at thy hands,
But love, fair looks, and true obedience;
Too little payment for so great a debt.

Shaks.: Tam. of the S. Act v. Sc. 2. Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband; And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she, but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? 3106

Shaks. : Tam. of the S. Act v. Sc. 2. I am asham'd, that women are so simple To offer war, where they should kneel for peace: Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey. 3107

Shaks. : Tam. of the S. Act v. Sc. 2.

Reason, my son
Should choose himself a wife: but as good reason,
The father (all whose joy is nothing else
But fair Posterity) should hold some counsel
Un such a business.

Shaks. : Wint. Tale. Act iv. Sc. &

Should all despair,
That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind
Wouid hang themselves.

Shaks.: Wint. Tale. Act i. Sc. 2
He is the half-part of a blessed man
Left to be finished by such a she;
And she a fair divided excellence,
Whose fulness of perfection lies in him.
0, two such silver currents, when they join,
Do glorify the banks that bound them in!

Shaks.: King John. Act ii. Sc. 2. Hasty marriage seldom proveth well. 3111

Shaks. : 3 Henry VI. Act iv. Sc. 1. What is wedlock forced, but a hell, An age of discord and continual strife? Whereas the contrary bringeth forth bliss, And is a pattern of celestial peace. 3112

Shaks. : 1 Henry VI. Act v. Sc. 5. Marriage is a matter of more worth Than to be dealt in by attorneyship. 3113

Shaks.: 1 Henry VI. Act v. Sc. E. The instances, that second marriage move, Are base respects of thrift, but none of love. 3114

Shaks. : Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2. Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors, My very noble and approv'd good masters, That I have ta’en away this old man's daughter, It is most true; true, I have married her; The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. 3115

Shaks.: Othello. Act i. Sc. 3: Oh, the music and beauty of life lose their worth, When one heart only joys in their smile; But the union of hearts gives that pleasure its birth, Which beams on the darkest and coldest of earth Like the sun on his own chosen isle; It gives to the fireside of winter the light, The glow and the glitter of spring O sweet are the hours, when two fond hearts unite, As softly they glide, in their innocent flight Away on a motionless wing. 3116

Bohn: M& The joys of marriage are the heaven on earth, Life's paradise, great princess, the soul's quiet, Sinews of concord, earthly immortality, Eternity of pleasures. 3117

Ford : Broken Heart. Act ii. Sc. 2

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