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For he being dead, with him is beauty slain; And beauty dead, black chaos comes again. 575

Shaks.: Venus and Adonis. Line 1019

Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires,
And unawares Morality expires,

Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine;
Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine!
Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos, is restored;
Light dies before thy uncreating word:

Thy hand, great Anarch, lets the curtain fall;
And universal darkness buries all.

576

Pope: Dunciad. Bk. iv. Line 649

CHARACTER -see Fickleness, Detraction, Reputation.
There is a kind of character in thy life,

That to the observer doth thy history

Fully unfold.

577

Shaks.: M. for M. Act i. Sc. 1

He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one;
Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading:
Lofty, and sour, to them that loved him not;
But to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.
578
Shaks.: Henry VIII. Act iv. Sc. 2
His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles;
His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate;
His tears, pure messengers sent from his heart;
His heart as far from fraud as heaven from earth.
579
Gnats are unnoted wheresoe'er they fly,
But eagles gazed upon with every eye.

Shaks.: Two Gent. of V. Act ii. Sc. 7.

Shaks.: R. of Lucrece. Line 1014.

Dryden: All for Love. Prologue

580
Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow;
He who would search for pearls must dive below.
581
Form'd by thy converse happily to steer
From grave to gay, from lively to severe;
Correct with spirit, eloquent with ease,
Intent to reason, or polite to please.

582

Pope: Essay on Man. Epis. iv. Line 379

Of manners gentle, of affections mild!
In wit a man, simplicity a child.

583

Pope: On Gay. Line 1. Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? 584 Pope: Epis. to Arbuthnot. Line 213. Rare compound of oddity, frolic, and fun! Who relished a joke and rejoic'd in a pun.

585

Goldsmith: Retaliation. Postscript. Line 3

Describe him who can,

An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man. 586

Goldsmith: Retaliation. Line 93

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Learn to dissemble wrongs, to smile at injuries,
And suffer crimes thou want'st the power to punish;
Be easy, affable, familiar, friendly:

Search, and know all mankind's mysterious ways.

But trust the secret of thy soul to none.

588

Rowe: Ulysses. Act i. Sc. A Palace

As in a building

Stone rests on stone, and wanting the foundation
All would be wanting, so in human life
Each action rests on the foregoing event,
That made it possible, but is forgotten
And buried in the earth.

589

Longfellow: Michael Angelo. Pt. v

Her glossy hair was clustered o'er a brow
Bright with intelligence, and fair and smooth;
Her eyebrows' shape was like the aërial bow;
Her cheek all purple with the beam of youth.
590

Byron: Don Juan. Canto i. St. 61
A truer, nobler, trustier heart,
More loving, or more loyal, never beat
Within a human breast.

591

Byron: Two Foscari. Act ii. Sc. 1

With more capacity for love, than earth
Bestows on most of mortal mould and birth,
His early dreams of good out-stripp'd the truth,
And troubled manhood follow'd baffled youth.
592

Byron: Lara. Canto i. St. 18

To those who know thee not, no words can paint!
And those who know thee, know all words are faint!
593
Hannah More: Sensibility

Worth, courage, honor, these indeed
Your sustenance and birthright are.

594

E. C. Stedman: Beyond the Portals. Pt. 10

In all thy humors, whether grave or mellow,
Thou'rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow,
Hast so much wit and mirth, and spleen about thee,
There is no living with thee, nor without thee.

595

Addison's Trans. of Martial. xii. 47

The hand that rounded Peter's dome,
And groined the aisles of Christian Rome,
Wrought in a sad sincerity;

Himself from God he could not free;
He builded better than he knew;
The conscious stone to beauty grew.
596

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Emerson: The Problem. Line 19

Love, hope, fear, faith, - these make humanity;
These are its sign, and note, and character.

597

Robert Browning: Paracelsus. Sc. 3. Strong souls

Live like fire-hearted suns, to spend their strength
In furthest striving action.

George Eliot: Spanish Gypsy. Bk. iv

598
Full souls are double mirrors, making still
An endless vista of fair things before
Repeating things behind.

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George Eliot: A Minor Prophet.

see Beggars, Benevolence.

For his bounty,

There was no winter in't; an autumn 'twas,

That grew the more by reaping.

600

Shaks.: Ant. and Cleo. Act v. Sc. 2.

He hath a tear for pity, and a hand
Open as day, for melting charity;

Yet, notwithstanding, being incens'd, he's flint;
As humorous as winter, and as sudden

As flaws congealed in the spring of day.
601

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

Shaks.: Timon of A. Act i. Sc. 1.

"Tis not enough to help the feeble up,
But to support him after.
602

Charity itself fulfils the law,
And who can sever love from charity?
603

Shaks.: Love's L. Lost. Act iv. Sc. 3. They serve God well Who serve his creatures.

604

Alas for the rarity

Of Christian charity
Under the sun!

605

Mrs. Norton: Lady of La Garaye.

Hood: Bridge of Sighs

Your bounty is beyond my speaking;

But though my mouth be dumb, my heart shal. thank you.
606
Rowe: Jane Shore. Act ii. Sc. 1

in faith and hope the world will disagree,
But all mankind's concern is charity:
All must be false that thwart this one great end;
And all of God, that bless mankind, or mend.
607

Pope: Essay on Man. Epis. iii. Line 307

Let humble Allen, with an awkward shame,
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
608
There are, while human miseries abound,

Pope: Epil. to Satires. Dialogue i. Line 135.

A thousand ways to waste superfluous wealth,
Without one fool or flatterer at your board,
Without one hour of sickness or disgust.

609

Armstrong: Art of Preserving Health. Line 176

True charity, a plant divinely nurs'd,

Fed by the love from which it rose at first,

Thrives against hope, and, in the rudest scene,
Storms but enliven its unfading green;
Exuberant is the shadow it supplies,

Its fruit on earth, its growth above the skies.
610

Cowper: Charity. Line 573

The drying up a single tear has more
Of honest fame, than shedding seas of gore.

611

CHASTITY see Purity.

Byron: Don Juan. Canto viii. St. 3.

Chaste as the icicle

That's curded by the frost from purest snow,

And hangs on Dian's temple.

612

CHATHAM.

Shaks.: Coriolanus. Act v. Sc. 3

His speech, his form, his action, full of grace,
And all his country beaming in his face,

He stood, as some inimitable hand

Would strive to make a Paul or Tully stand. 613

CHATTERTON.

Cowper: Table Talk. Line 347.

I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy,
The sleepless soul that perish'd in his pride.
Of him who walk'd in glory and in joy,
Following his plough along the mountain side.

614

CHEATING.

Wordsworth: Res. and Indep. St. 7

Doubtless the pleasure is as great,

of being cheated as to cheat.

615

Butler: Hudibras. Pt. ii. Canto iii. Line 1

CHEERFULNESS.

Let me play the fool;

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come;
And let my liver rather heat with wine,
Than my heart cool with mortifying groans.
Why should a man whose blood is warm within,
Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?

Sleep when he wakes? and creep into the jaundice
By being peevish?

616

Shaks.: M. of Venice. Act i. Sc 1

A merry heart goes all the day,
Your sad tires in a mile-a.

617

Shaks.: Wint. Tale. Act iv. Sc. 2 It is good

To lengthen to the last a sunny mood.

618 James Russell Lowell: Legend of Brittany. Pt. i. St. 35. What then remains, but well our power to use, And keep good-humor still, whate'er we lose? And trust me, dear, good-humor can prevail,

When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail.

619

CHIDING.

Pope: R. of the Lock. Canto v. Line 29

If she do frown 'tis not in hate of you,
But rather to beget more love in you;
If she do chide 'tis not to have you gone.
620

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

Those that do teach young babes,
Do it with gentle means, and easy tasks;
He might have chid me so; for, in good faith,
I am a child to chiding.

621

Shaks.: Othello. Act iv. Sc. 2.

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

Chide him for faults, and do it reverently,
When you perceive his biood inclined to mirth.

622

CHILD-CHILDHOOD-CHILDREN.

The royal tree hath left us royal fruit,

Which, mellow'd by the stealing hours of time,
Will well become the seat of majesty,

And make, no doubt, us happy by his reign.

623

Shaks.: Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 7.

Shaks.: Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2

O wonderful son, that can so astonish a mother!

624

Thou art my flesh, my blood, my daughter;
Or, rather, a disease that's in my flesh,
Which I must needs call mine; thou art a boil.

625

Shaks.: King Lear. Act ii. Sc. 4

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