The cup of water in His name.

LONGFELLOW, Inscription on the Shanklin Fountain

Fill the cup and fill the can,

Have a rouse before the morn;

Every moment dies a man,

Every moment one is born.

TENNYSON, The Vision of Sin, lines 95-98

Cupid. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Curfew.

SHAKESPEARE, Midsummer-Night's Dream, i, 1

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day; The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea; The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me GRAY, Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard, st. ï We must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.—SHAKESPEARE, Julius Cæsar, iv, 3 Curs. You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcasses of unburied men

Current.

That do corrupt my air, I banish you!

SHAKESPEARE, Coriolanus, iii, 3

Curse. Why, be this juice the growth of God, who dare
Blaspheme the twisted tendril as a snare?

A blessing, we should use it, should we not?
And if a curse - why, then, who set it there?

OMAR KHAYYÁM, Rubáiyát (trans. Fitzgerald), st. 61
Thou shalt seek Death to release thee in vain;
Thou shalt live in thy pain, while Kehama shall reign,
With a fire in thy heart, and a fire in thy brain;
And Sleep shall obey me, and visit thee never,
And the curse shall be on thee for ever and ever.

SOUTHEY, Curse of Kehama, II

Cursed. "A jolly place," said he, "in times of old!
But something ails it now: the spot is cursed."1

WORDSWORTH, Hart-Leap Well, ii, st. 7

Curtain. Draw this curtain, and let's see your picture.? SHAKESPEARE, Troilus and Cressida, iii, 2

1O'er all there hung a shadow and a fear;

A sense of mystery the spirit daunted,
And said, as plain as whisper in the ear,
The place is haunted.

Hoop, The Haunted House, i, st. 8

2 We will draw the curtain and show you the picture.

SHAKESPEARE, Twelfth Night, i, 5

And to the manner born, it is a custom

More honoured in the breach than in the observance.

A thing of custom.1

SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet, i, 4

SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth, iii,

New customs,

Customs.

Though they be never so ridiculous,
Nay, let 'em be unmanly, yet are followed.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry VIII, i, 3

Cut. This was the most unkindest cut of all.

SHAKESPEARE, Julius Cæsar, iii, 2

Cynic. The cynic is one who never sees a good quality in a man, and never fails to see a bad one. He is the human owl, vigilant in darkness and blind to light, mousing for vermin, and never seeing noble game. H. W. BEECHER, Lectures to Young Men, The Portrait Gallery, The Cynic

Cynosure. The cynosure of neighbouring eyes.

MILTON, L'Allegro, line 80

Dagger. Is this a dagger which I see before me,

The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.

Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth, ii, 1
Ibid., iii, 4

This is the air-drawn dagger.

Daggers.

Give me the daggers.

Infirm of purpose!

SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth, ii, 2

Dalliance. Look thou be true: do not give dalliance
Too much the rein; the strongest oaths are straw
To the fire i' the blood: be more abstemious,
Or else, good-night your vow!

1 Hamlet.

Has this fellow no feeling of his business, that he sings at grave-making?

Horatio. Custom hath made it in him a property of easiness.
Hamlet. 'Tis e'en so the hand of little employment hath the dain-
tier sense.
SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet, v, I

Dame.

When my old wife lived, upon

This day she was both pantler, butler, cook,
Both dame and servant; welcomed all, served all;
Would sing her song and dance her turn; now here,
At upper end o' the table, now i' the middle;
On his shoulder, and his; her face o' fire

With labour and the thing she took to quench it,
She would to each one sip.

SHAKESPEARE, Winter's Tale, iv, 4 [3]

Damn. Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer,
And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer;
Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike,
Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike.

POPE, Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot, lines 201-204

Damnation. Let not this weak, unknowing hand
Presume thy bolts to throw,

And deal damnation round the land,

On each I judge thy_foe.

POPE, The Universal Prayer, st. 7

The deep damnation of his taking-off.

SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth, i, 7

Damnations. There's a great text in Galatians,

Once you trip on it, entails
Twenty-nine distinct damnations,
One sure, if another fails.

Dance.

R. BROWNING, Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister, st. 7

On with the dance! let joy be unconfined;
No sleep till morn when youth and pleasure meet,
To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.

BYRON, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii, st. 22
To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasure.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry VIII, v, 2

Dancing. A very merry, dancing, drinking,
Laughing, quaffing, and unthinking time.

DRYDEN, The Secular Masque, lines 44, 45

Many a youth, and many a maid,

Dancing in the chequered shade;

And young and old come forth to play

On a sunshine holy-day.-MILTON, L'Allegro, lines 95-98

You and I are past our dancing days.

Dangerous.

SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet, i, 5

Though I am not splenitive and rash,
Yet have I something in me [in me something] dangerous,
Which let thy wiseness [wisdom] fear.

SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet, v, I

Daniel. Shylock. A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel! O wise young judge, how I do honour thee!

Gratiano. A second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew!
Now, infidel, I have you on the hip.

A Daniel, still say I, a second Daniel!

I thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word.

Danube.

SHAKESPEARE, Merchant of Venice, iv, 1
Never

Can I forget that night in June,

Adown the Danube river.

H. AÏDÉ, The Danube River, st. 1

Dare. I dare do all that may become a man;1

Who dares do more is none.-SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth, i, 7

Daring.

The fierce native daring which instils
The stirring memory of a thousand years.

BYRON, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii, st. 26

Dark. It was so dark, Hal, that thou could'st not see thy
hand.
SHAKESPEARE, King Henry IV, Part I, ii, 4

Darkness. Strange, is it not? that of the myriads who
Before us passed the door of Darkness through,
Not one returns to tell us of the Road,
Which to discover we must travel too.

OMAR KHAYYÁM, Rubáiyát (trans. Fitzgerald), st. 64
Yet from those flames

No light, but rather darkness visible.

MILTON, Paradise Lost, I, lines 62, 63

Ring out the darkness of the land.

TENNYSON, In Memoriam, cvi, st. 8

Darling.-'T is no spell of enchantment, no magical art, But the way he says "Darling" that goes to my heart! PHOEBE CARY, The Old Man's Darling, st. 2

Darlings. The wealthy curled darlings of our nation.

SHAKESPEARE, Othello, i, 2

Dash. Six precious souls, and all agog
To dash through thick and thin.

COWPER, John Gilpin, st. 10

1 What man dare, I dare: Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear, The armed rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger; Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Shall never tremble.

SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth, iii, 4

Dashest.

And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his gods, where haply lies

His petty hope in some near port or bay,

And dashest him again to earth: - there let him lay.
BYRON, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iv, st. 180

Daughter. There came to port last Sunday night
The queerest little craft,

Day.

Without an inch of rigging on;
I looked and looked

and laughed!

It seemed so curious that she

Should cross the Unknown water,

And moor herself within my room

My daughter! O, my daughter!1

GEORGE W. CABLE, The New Arrival, st. 1

With a little hoard of maxims preaching down a daugh

ter's heart.

TENNYSON, Locksley Hall, line 94

Stern Daughter of the Voice of God.

WORDSWORTH, Ode to Duty, st. 1

Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
The bridal of the earth and sky.

The gilded car of day.

GEORGE HERBERT, Virtue, st. 1
MILTON, Comus, line 95

Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven

Or ever I had seen that day!—Shakespeare, Hamlet, i, 2

The livelong day.

SHAKESPEARE, Julius Cæsar, i, I

"I've lost a day!"?. the prince who nobly cried,

Had been an emperor without his crown.

YOUNG, Night Thoughts, II, lines 99, 100

Daylight. Noiselessly as the daylight
Comes when the night is done,

And the crimson streak on ocean's cheek
Grows into the great sun.

C. F. ALEXANDER, Burial of Moses, st. 2

My daughter! O, my daughter!

CAMPBELL, Lord Ullin's Daughter, st. 13; SHAKESPEARE, Othello, i, 3

2 Lost! lost! lost!

A gem of countless price,

Cut from the living rock,

And graved in Paradise;

Set round with three times eight
Large diamonds, clear and bright,
And each with sixty smaller ones,
All changeful as the light.

L. H. SIGOURNEY, Advertisement

of a Lost Day, st. 1