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Cares.

Gi'e me a canny hour at e'en,
My arms about my dearie, oh!
An' warly cares, an' warly men,
May a' gae tapsalteerie, oh!

BURNS, Green Grow the Rashes, st 3

And the night shall be filled with music,
And the cares that infest the day
Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,
And as silently steal away.

LONGFELLOW,

His cares are now all ended.

The Day Is Done, st. 11

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry IV, Part II, v, 2

Case. A rotten case abides no handling.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry IV, Part II, iv, 1

Cash. Some for the glories of this world; and some
Sigh for the Prophet's paradise to come;

Ah, take the cash, and let the credit go,
Nor heed the rumble of a distant drum!

OMAR KHAYYÁM, Rubáiyát (trans. Fitzgerald), st. 13

Cast. Slave! I have set my life upon a cast,
And I will stand the hazard of the die.

SHAKESPEARE, King Richard III, v, 4

Castle. A man's house is his castle.1

SIR EDWARD COKE, Third Institute

Cat.- Should ever anything be missed-milk, coals, umbrellas, brandy

The cat's pitched into with a boot or anything that's
handy.
C. S. CALVERLEY, Sad Memories, st. 5

What female heart can gold despise?

What cat's averse to fish?

THOMAS GRAY, On a Favourite Cat, st. 4

Now puss, while folks are in their beds, treads leads,
And sleepers, waking, grumble "Drat that cat!"
Who in the gutter caterwauls, squalls, mauls
Some feline foe, and screams in shrill ill will.

HOOD, A Nocturnal Sketch, lines 22-25

The poorest man may in his cottage bid defiance to all the force of the crown. It may be frail; its roof may shake; the wind may blow through it; the storms may enter; the rain may enter, but the King of England cannot enter! All his forces dare not cross the threshold of the ruined tenement.

WILLIAM PITT, EARL OF CHATHAM, Speech Against the Excise on Cider

What d'ye think of that, my cat?
What d'ye think of that, my dog?

HOOD, The Bachelor's Dream

Let Hercules himself do what he may,
The cat will mew and dog will have his day.

SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet, v, I

As vigilant as a cat to steal cream.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry IV, Part I, iv, 2

Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would,”

Like the poor cat i' the adage.

SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth, i, 7

Ibid., iv, I

Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed.

A harmless necessary cat.

SHAKESPEARE, Merchant of Venice, iv, I

What though care killed a cat, thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill care.

SHAKESPEARE, Much Ado about Nothing, v, 1

Catastrophe. I'll tickle your catastrophe.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry IV, Part II, ii, 1

Catechism.- Love! Honour! And Obey! Overhaul your catechism till you find that passage, and when found turn the leaf down. DICKENS, Dombey and Son, iv

Cathay.— Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay. TENNYSON, Locksley Hall, line 184

Cats. When cats run home and light is come.

Cauldron.- Round about the cauldron go.

TENNYSON, The Owl, st. 1

SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth, i, I

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry V, iv, 1

Cause. His cause being just and his quarrel honourable.

Caviare. The play, I remember, pleased not the million; 'twas caviare to the general.

SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet, ii, 2

Cavil. I'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry IV, Part I, iii, I

Cecilia. At last divine Cecilia came,

Inventress of the vocal frame.

DRYDEN, Alexander's Feast, lines 161, 162

Celerity. Celerity is never more admired

Than by the negligent.

SHAKESPEARE, Antony and Cleopatra, iii, 7

Censure. Careless of censure, nor too fond of fame;
Still pleased to praise, yet not afraid to blame,
Averse alike to flatter, or offend;

Not free from faults, nor yet too vain to mend.

POPE, Essay on Criticism, lines 741-744

Censure is the tax a man pays to the public for being eminent. SWIFT, Thoughts on Various Subjects

Chair. To see the vacant chair, and think,

"How good! how kind! and he is gone!"

TENNYSON, In Memoriam, xx, st. 5

Chaise. A chaise breaks down, but doesn't wear out.1

Champagne.

HOLMES, The Deacon's Masterpiece, st. 3

Quick

As is the wit it gives, the gay champagne.

THOMSON, The Seasons, Autumn, lines 705, 706

Champion. His square-turned joints and strength of limb

Showed him no carpet knight so trim,

But in close fight a champion grim;
In camps a leader sage.

Chance.

SCOTT, Marmion, i, 5

Have a care o' th' main chance.

BUTLER, Hudibras, II, ii, line 502

Chance is like an amberill,- it don't take twice to lose it.
LOWELL, Biglow Papers, II, i, st. 1

Change. The time is ripe, and rotten-ripe, for change;

Then let it come.

LOWELL, A Glance Behind the Curtain, lines 230, 231

When

Change is the watchword of Progression.
We tire of well-worn ways, we seek for new.
This restless craving in the souls of men
Spurs them to climb, and seek the mountain view.
ELLA WHEELER WILCOX, The Year Outgrows
the Spring, st. 5

Chaos. A shout that tore Hell's concave, and beyond
Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night.2

MILTON, Paradise Lost, I, lines 542, 543

Have you heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay
That was built in such a logical way
It ran a hundred years to a day?

HOLMES, The Deacon's Masterpiece, st. I
MILTON, Paradise Lost, III, line 18
POPE, The Dunciad, I, line 12

2I sung of Chaos and eternal Night. Daughter of Chaos and eternal Night.

Charge. With dying hand, above his head,
He shook the fragment of his blade

And shouted

Victory!

Charge, Chester, charge! On, Stanley, on!"

Were the last words of Marmion.-SCOTT, Marmion, vi, 32

Charmer. How happy could I be with either,

Were t' other dear charmer away!

JOHN GAY, The Beggar's Opera, ii, 2 [10]

Charms. Believe me, if all those endearing young charms,
Which I gaze on so fondly to-day,

Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms,
Like fairy-gifts fading away.-T. MOORE, Believe Me, st. 1
Honoured well are charms to sell

If priests the selling do.-N. P.WILLIS, Unseen Spirits, st. 3

Charter.

A glorious charter, deny it who can,
Is breathed in the words "I'm an Englishman!"
ELIZA COOK, The Englishman, st. 4

Chaste. As chaste as unsunned snow.

SHAKESPEARE, Cymbeline, ii, 5

Chastity. So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity,
That, when a soul is found sincerely so,
A thousand liveried angels lackey her,
Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt.

MILTON, Comus, lines 453-456

Chat. This bald unjointed chat.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry IV, Part I, i, 3

We sit to chat as well as eat.

SHAKESPEARE, Taming of the Shrew, v, 2.

Chaucer. Dan Chaucer, well of English undefyled,
On Fame's eternall beadroll worthie to be fyled.
SPENSER, Faerie Queene, IV, ii, st. 32

Cheap. As cheap as stinking mackerel.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry IV, Part I, ii, 4

Cheat. Doubtless the pleasure is as great
Of being cheated as to cheat.

BUTLER, Hudibras, II, iii, lines 1, 2

Cheek. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
Oh, that I were a glove upon that hand,

That I might touch that cheek!

SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet, ii, 2

Cheer. Cheer, boys! cheer! no more of idle sorrow,
Courage, true hearts, shall bear us on our way!
Hope points before, and shows the bright to-morrow,
Let us forget the darkness of to-day!

Cheer, boys! cheer! for England, mother England!
Cheer, boys! cheer! the willing strong right hand,
Cheer, boys! cheer! there's work for honest labour-
Cheer, boys! cheer! — in the new and happy land.
CHARLES MACKAY, Cheer, Boys! Cheer!

You shall have better cheer
Ere you depart; and thanks to stay and eat it.

SHAKESPEARE, Cymbeline, iii, 6

Cheerful. A man he seems of cheerful yesterdays
And confident to-morrows.

WORDSWORTH, The Excursion: VII, The Church-
yard Among the Mountains, lines 562-563

Cheese. With the exception of the heel of a Dutch cheese which is not adapted to the wants of a young family there is really not a scrap of anything in the larder.

DICKENS, David Copperfield, I, xi

I dare not fight; but I will wink and hold out mine iron: it is a simple one; but . . . it will toast cheese. SHAKESPEARE, King Henry V, ii, 1

Cherish. Something the heart must have to cherish,
Must love and joy and sorrow learn,
Something with passion clasp, or perish,
And in itself to ashes burn.

LONGFELLOW, Forsaken, st. I

Love thyself last; cherish those hearts that hate thee.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry VIII, iii, 2

Cherries. No man can gather cherries in Kent at the season of Christmas!

LONGFELLOW, Courtship of Miles Standish, ix, line 48 Cherub. There's a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft, To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.

black.

Ĉ. DIBDIN, Poor Jack, st. 2

Chess-board.- We called the chess-board white,- we call it ROBERT BROWNING, Bishop Blougram's Apology, line 214

Chickens. To swallow gudgeons ere th're catched,

And count their chickens ere th're hatched.1

BUTLER, Hudibras, II, iii, lines 923, 924

1 This moral, I think, may be safely attached.

"Reckon not on your chickens before they are hatched."

J. TAYLOR, The Milkmaid

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