66 AUDIT. AUSTERITY. AUDIT. He took my father grossly, full of bread, With all his crimes broad blown, and flush as May; And how his audit stands, who knows save heaven? I can make my audit up, that all From me do back receive the flour of all, And leave me but the bran. Shakspere. Shakspere. Yet went she not, as not with such discourse Of what was high; such pleasure she reserved Milton. AUSTERITY. AH! Luciana, did he tempt thee so? Shakspere. Shakspere. What was that snaky-headed Gorgon shield Wherewith she freezed her foes to congealed stone And noble grace, that dashed brute violence Milton. The austere and ponderous juices they sublime, Let not austerity breed servile fear; No wanton word offend her virgin ear.-Roscommon. AUTHORS. How many great ones may remember'd be, No gentle wits, through pride or covetise, Thou art my father, thou my author, thou I'll never Shakspere. Be such a gosling to obey instinct, but stand Let authors write for glory or reward, Shakspere. Truth is well paid, when she is sung and heard. Since some have writ and shewn no wit at all? Pope. None but an author knows an author's cares, Or fancy's fondness for the child she bears. Some write a narrative of wars and feats, * As they had known him from his mother's womb. Cowper. So vain some authors are to boast Each other but a knight o' the post, That vouch away all right they have to their own ears. Look through the world-in every other trade An author! 't is a venerable name! How few deserve it, and what numbers claim! Young. This globe pourtrayed the race of learned men, Then writ and blot, as would your wrath engage. [store? Thomson. One hates an author that's all author, fellows So very anxious, clever, fine, and jealous, Of coxcombry's worst coxcombs, e'en the pink These unquenched snuffings of the midnight taper. Byron. AUTHORITY. AUTHORITY bears off a credent bulk, That no particular scandal once can touch, Shakspere. Authority, though it err like others, Man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd, My soul aches Shakspere. To know, when two authorities are up, May enter 'twixt the gap of both, and take The one by the other. Shakspere. Thieves for their robbery have authority, When judges steal themselves. Shakspere. Dost thou expect the authority of their voices, A man in authority is but as A candle in the wind, sooner wasted Ben Jonson. Beaumont and Fletcher. Deaf to complaints, they wait upon the ill, Authority intoxicates, And makes mere sots of magistrates; Dryden. By this the fool commands the wise, And cowards make the brave submit. Butler. Authority is a disease and cure, Which men can neither want nor well endure. Butler. Not from grey hairs authority doth flow, * * * * * Authority kept up, old age secures, "Thus far and no farther," when addressed Denham. That never ought to be, the lot of man. Cowper. AUTUMN. THEN came the Autumne, all in yellow clad, Had by the belly oft him pinched sore; To reape the ripened fruit the which the earth had yold. Spenser. Not spring or summer's beauty hath such grace Mark how the summer kindly takes her leave, Donne, |