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NOW STIR, &c. Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And wbile the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome cheerful evening in.
CowPER, The 'Task, Winter Evening.
NOW STRIKE. Now strike your sails, ye jolly mariners, For we be come unto a quiet road, Where we must land some of our passengers, And light this weary vessel of her load.
SPENSER, Fairy Queen, book 1, canto 12.
SAUNDERS' Chaucer, vol. 1, p. 32.
WHITE, Ode to a Primrose.
NURSING. Gath'ring her brows like gath'ring storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.
BURNS, 'Tam O'Shanter.
O CALEDONIA. O Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood, Land of my sires ! what mortal hand, Can e'er untie the filial band, That knits me to thy rugged strand ! Still, as I view each well-known scene, Think what is now, and what hath been, Seems as, to me, of all bereft, Sole friends thy woods and streams were left ; And thus I love them better still, Even in extremity of ill.
Scott, Last Minstrel, canto 6, st. 2.
O HAMLET, &c. 0, Hamlet, what a falling-off was there !
SHAKSPERE, Hamlet act 1, sc. 5.
O! MANY A SHAFT, &c. O! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant ! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken !
SCOTT, Lord of the Isles, cante 5, st. 18.
O MOST LAME, &c. O most lame and impotent conclusion !
SHAKSPERE, Othello, act 2, sc. 1.
O, MY OFFENCE, &c.
Ibid, Hamlet, act 3, sc. 3.
O MY PROPHETIC SOUL ! O my prophetic soul! mine uncle !
Ibid, Hamlet, act 1, sc. 5.
OH THAT I HAD WINGS, &c. Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.
Psalm 55, v. 6. I would I could become your buzzing bee, and so enter into your cave, penetrating the ivy, and the fern, with which you are covered in.
BANKS' Theocritus, p. 18, Idyll 3.
0, THAT I WERE A GLOVE, O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek !
SHAKSPERE, Romeo and Juliet, act 2, sc. 2.
O THAT MEN, &c. O that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away
their brains !
O, WHAT A FALL, &c. 0, what a fall was there, my countrymen !
Ibid, Julius Cæsar, act 3, sc. 2.
O WHAT A NOBLE HEART. O what a noble heart was here undone.
Byron, English Bards.
O, WHAT A NOBLE MIND. 0, what a noble rind is here o'erthrown !
*, Hamlet, act 3, sc. 1.
O, WHAT A TANGLED WEB. 0, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive.
SCOTT, Marmion, canto 6, st. 17.
SHAKSPERE, Pericles, act 1, sc. 2.
Edip.— I will not indeed pledge you, like a wicked man, by an oath.
The.—You would gain nothing farther at least than by my word.
BUCKLEY'S Sophocles, Edipus Colo. p. 77
OCEAN. The always-wind-obeying deep.
SHAKSPERE, Comedy of Errors, act 1, sc. l.
SHAKSPERE, Othello, act 3, sc. 3.
O'ER THE ILLS OF LIFE.
Kings may be blessed, but Tam was glorious,
BURNS. Tam O'Shanter.
OF MOVING ACCIDENTS. Of moving accidents by flood and field.
SHAKSPERE, Othello, act 1, sc. 3.
OF TWO EVILS CHOOSE. Hoping, for my excuse, 'twill be confest, That of two evils I have chose the least.
PRIOR. To Mr. Harley.