46 ANTICIPATION. ANTIPATHY. ANTIQUARY. ANTICIPATION. TIME thou anticipat'st my dread exploits! Why should we Anticipate our sorrows? 'tis like those Who die for fear of death. Shakspere. Denham. Her fancy follow'd him through foaming waves Delusive most where warmest wishes are, Would oft anticipate his glad return, And dream of transports she was not to know.-Cowper. ANTIPATHY. SOME men there are love not a gaping pig; Ask you what provocation I have had? ANTIQUARY-ANTIQUITY. INSTRUCTED by the antiquary, time, Shakspere. Pope. He must, he is, he cannot but be wise.-Shakspere. They are the Registers the chronicles of the age They were made in, and speak the truth of history, Better than a hundred of your printed Communications. They say he sits All day in contemplation of a statue S. Marmyon. decays, S. Marmyon. With greater love than the self-loved Narcissus A copper-plate, with almanacks What toil did honest Curio take, Butler. 'Tis bought, locked up, and lies forgot!-Prior. For being true antique I bought; Because they 're old, because they 're new.—Prior. With sharpened sight pale antiquaries pore; He shows on holidays a sacred pin, Pope. That touched the ruff, that touched Queen Bess's chin. Young. Rare are the buttons of a Roman's breeches, I knew Anselmo. He was shrewd and prudent, That first was sung to please King Pepin's cradle. Name not those living death's-heads unto me, Scott. 48 APPAREL. APATHY. And sooner shall a galling weather spy, By drawing forth heaven's scheme, tell certainly And parritch-pats, and auld saut-backets, Burns. COSTLY thy habit as thy purse can buy, Why what, a'devil's name, tailor, call'st thou this? APATHY. Or good and evil much they argued then, Shakspere. Milton. In lazy apathy let stoics boast Their virtue fixed; 't is fixed as in frost, But strength of mind is exercise, not rest. Pope. APPEARANCES. HEROIC virtue did his actions guide, And he the substance, not the appearance chose. Or grant her passion be sincere, Dryden. The world must think him in the wrong. Swift. Appearances to save, his only care; So things seem right no matter what they are. READ over this, and after this-and then To breakfast with what appetite you have.-Shakspere. Why should she hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on. Each tree Shakspere. Loaden with fairest fruit, that hung to the eye How few, alas! in nature's wide domains Alas! our carnal appetites are still Unchecked, unbridled unto them we give Milton. -Darwin. The reins, and do like brutes that perish live, E Egone. 50 APPLAUSE. ARBITRARY. APPLAUSE. I WOULD applaud thee to the very echo, Shakspere. He said, and as the sound of waters deep Sylla wept, Milton. And chid her barking waves into attention; He spoke and bowed, with muttering jaws, For popular applause; the noisy praise Dryden. Gay. Dryden. Oh, popular applause! what heart of man Applause Waits on success; the fickle multitude, Like the light straw that floats along the stream, Franklin. ARBITRARY. IN vain the Tyrian queen resigns her life The regal tyrants shall with blushes hide Walsh. Prior. |