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Some place the bliss in action, some in ease, Those call it pleasure, and contentment these. 29

Pope : Essay on Man. Epis. iv. Line 21 Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.

30 Fletcher : On an Honest Man's Fortune. Line 35. Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in their dust.

31 James Shirley: Death's Final Conquest. Sc. iii ACTIVITY - see Decision, Despatch, Energy, Promptitude

If it were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere well
It were done quickly.

Shaks.: Macbeth. Act i. Sc. 7.
Wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss,
But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.

Shaks. : 3 Henry VI. Act v. Sc. 4. Take the instant way; ... For emulation hath a thousand sons, That one by one pursue. If you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide, they all rush by, And leave you hindmost. 34

Shaks.: Troil. and Cress. Act iii. Sc. 3 Celerity is never more admired Than by the negligent.

Shaks. : Ant. and Cleo. Act iii. Sc. 7 ACTORS — see Stage.

A strutting player, — whose conceit Lies in his hamstring, and doth think it rich To hear the wooden dialogue and sound 'Twixt his stretched footing and the scaffoldage. 36

Shaks. : Troil. and Cress. Act i. Sc. 3 What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her? What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech; Make mad the guilty, and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze, indeed, The very faculties of eyes and ears.

Shaks. : Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2. Will you see the players well bestowed? ... They are the abstracts and brief chronicles of the time. 38

Shaks. : Hamlet. Act ii. Sc. 2 The strolling tribe; a despicable race. 39

Churchill : Apology Line 206.



To wake the soul by tender strokes of art,
To raise the genius and to mend the heart,
To make mankind in conscious virtue bold,
Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold;
For this the tragic muse first trod the stage,
Commanding tears to stream through every age.

Pope : Prol. to Addison's Cato.
All things are ready, if our minds be so.

Shaks. : Henry V. Act iv. Sc. 3 ADIEU -- see Farewell, Parting.

If we do meet again, why, we shall smile;
If not, why then this parting was well made.

Shaks.: Jul. Caesar. Act v. Sc. 1.
Adieu, adieu! ¡ny native shore
Fades o'er the waters blue;
The night-winds sigh, the breakers roar,
And shrieks the wild sea-mew.
Yon sun that sets upon the sea
We follow in his flight;
Farewell awhile to him and thee,
My native land — good night.

Byron: Ch. Harold. Canto . St. 13 ADMONITION — see Advice.

Sum up at night what thou hast done by day;
And in the morning what thou hast to do.
Dress and undress thy soul. Watch the decay
And growth of it. If with thy watch, that too
Be down, then wind both up. Since we shall be
Most surely judged, make thy accounts agree.

Herbert : Temple. Church Porch. St. 76.

Be wise with speed; A fool at forty is a fool indeed. 45

Young : Love of Fame. Satire ii. Line 282 ADVERSITY - see Affliction.

Such a house broke!
So noble a master fallen! all gone! and not
One friend, to take his fortune by the arm,
And go along with him.

Shaks. : Timon of A. Act iv. Sc. 2
This is in thee a nature but infected;
A poor, unmanly melancholy, sprung
From change of fortune.

Shaks.. Timon of A. Act iv. Sc. 3 The great man down, you mark his favorite flies, The poor advanced makes friends of enemies. 48

Shaks. : Hamlet. Actii. Sc. 2 ADVERSITY.



Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;
And this our life, exempt from public haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything.

Shaks.: As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. i
Where you are liberal of your loves and counsels,
Be sure you be not loose; for those you make friends,
And give your hearts to, when they once perceive
The least rub in your fortunes, fall away
Like water from ye, never found again
But where they mean to sink ye.

Shaks.: Henry VIII. Act ii. Sc.l. Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness! This is the state of man; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope -- to-morrow blossoms, Apd bears his blushing honors thick upon him; The third day comes a frost, a killing frost; And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, -- nips his root, And then he falls as I do.

Shaks.: Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2. I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more. 52

Shaks.: Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2. I am not now in fortune's power: He that is down, can fall no lower.

Butler : Hudibras. Part I. Canto iii. Line 877. I have not quailed to danger's brow When high and happy --- need I now? 54

Byron : Giaour. Line 1035. Of all the horrid, hideous notes of woe, Sadder than owl-songs or the midnight blast, Is that portentous phrase, “I told you so," Utter'd by friends, those prophets of the past, Who, 'stead of saying what you now should do, Own they foresaw that you would fall at iast, And solace your slight lapse 'gainst “bonos mores,With a long memorandum of old stories. 55

Byron : Don Juan. Canto xiv. St. 50. The good are better made by ill, As odors crush'd are better still. 56

Rogers : Jacqueline. St. 3.




And fellow-countrymen have stood aloof -
In aught that tries the heart, how few withstand the proof!!

Byron : Ch. Harold. Canto ii. 3+. 66.
Love thyself last; cherish those hearts that hate thee;
Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
To silence envious tongues.

Shaks.: Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel : But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade. 59

Shaks.: Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 3. I shall the effect of this good lesson keep As watchman to my heart.

Shaks. : Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 3 Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. 61

Shaks. : Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 3.

Love all, trust a few,
Do wrong to none : be able for thine enemy
Rather in power than use; and keep thy friend
Under thy own life's key : be check'd for silence,
But never tax'd for speech,

Shaks.: All's Well. Act i. Sc. 1
A wretched soul, bruis’d with adversity,
We bid be quiet, when we hear it cry;
But were we burthen'd with like weight of pain,
As much, or more, we should ourselves complain.

Shaks. : Com. of Errors. Act ii. Sc. 1

I pray thee, cease thy counsel
Which falls into mine ears as profitless
As water in a sieve.

Shaks. : Much Ado. Act v. Sc. 1.
Know when to speak -- for many times it brings
Danger, to give the best advice to kings.

Herrick : Aph. Caution in Councii. The worst men often give the best advice.

Bailey : Festus. Sc. A Village Feast,




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Maids, in modesty, say “No” to that
Which they would have the profferer construe, " Ay.
Fie, fie; how wayward is this foolish love,
That like a testy babe will scratch the nurse.
And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod!

Shaks.: Two Gent. of V. Act i. Sc. 2
There affectation, with a sickly mien,
Shows in her cheek the roses of eighteen;
Practis'd to lisp, and hang the head aside;
Faints into airs, and languishes with pride;
On the rich quilt sinks with becoming woe,
Wrapt in a gown, for sickness, and for show.

Pope : R. of the Lock. Canto iv. Line 31 In man or woman, but far most in man, And most of all in man that ministers And serves the altar, in my soul I loathe All affectation; 'tis my perfect scorn; Object of my implacable disgust. 69

Cowper: Task. Bk. ii. Line 415. AFFECTION - see Friendship, Love.

Why, she would hang on him,
As if increase of appetite had grown
By what it fed on.

Shaks. : Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 2.
Affection is a coal that must be cool'd,
Else, suffer'd, it will set the heart on fire.

Shaks. : Venus and A. Line 387. Excellent wretch! perdition catch my soul But I do love thee! and when I love thee not Chaos is come again. 72

Shaks. : Othello. Act iii. Sc. 3 Some feelings are to mortals given, With less of earth in them than heaven; And if there be a human tear From passion's dross refined and clear, A tear so limpid and so meek, It would not stain an angel's cheek, 'Tis that which pious fathers shed Upon a duteous daughter's head.

Scott: Lady of the Lake. Canto ii. St. 22. Years have not seen – time shall not see The hour that tears my soul from thee. 74

Byron: Bride of Ab. Canto i. St. 11 AFFLICTION — see Adversity. Let the galled jade wince, our withers are unwrung. 75

Shaks. : Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.



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