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OF WHOM, &c. Of whom it may be justly said, He's a gold pencil tipp'd with lead.

Swift. A Lady's Ivory Table Book.

age came creeping, in the peaceful gown,
And civil functions weigh'd the soldier down,

ROWE’s Lucan, book 1, line 245.
Still seem'd he to possess and fill his place,
But stood the shadow of what once he was.

Ibid, line 266.
An old man is twice a child.

SHAKSPERE, Hamlet, act 2, sc. 2.
Old age, a second child, by nature curs’d
With more and greater evils than the first,
Weak, sickly, full of pains ; in ev'ry breath
Railing at life, and yet afraid of death.

CHURCHILL, Gotham, book 1. Age, too, shines out, and, garrulous, recounts the the feats of youth.

THOMSON, Autumn, line 1229.

Old John of Gaunt, time-honour'd Lancaster.

SHAKSPERE, King Richard 2nd, act 1, scene 1.

On adament our wrongs we all engrave,
But write our benefits upon the wave.

KING, Art of Love, p. 7.

Milton, L'Allegro, line 35.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

SHAKSPERE, Troilus and Cressida, act 3, scene 3.

One woe doth tread upon another's heel,
So fast they follow.

Ibid, Hamlet, act 4, scene 7.
One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,

succeed as his inheritor.
SHAKSPERE, Pericles, act 1, sc. 4.
When one is past, another care we have,
Thus woe succeeds a woe; as wave a wave.

HERRICK's Hesp. Aphorisms, No. 287.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions !

SHAKSPERE, Hamlet, act 4, sc. 5.


I am Sir Oracle, And when I ope my lips let no dog bark !

Ibid, Merchant of Venice, act 1, scene 1.

ORDER. The heavens themselves, the planets and this centre, Observe degree, priority, and place, Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, Office, and custom, in all line of order.

Ibid, Troilus and Cressida, act 1, scene 3.

Take but degree away, untune that string,
And, hark, what discord follows !

Order is heaven's first law; and this confest,
Some are, and must be, greater then the rest,
More rich, more wise; but who infers from hence
That such are happier, shocks all common sense.

POPE, on Man, Epi. 4, s. 1.


Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win, By fearing to attempt.

SHAKSPERE, Measure for Measure, act 1, scene 4.

OUR REVELS. Our revels now are ended.

Ibid, The Tempest, act 4, scene 1.

OSSA UPON PELION. Thrice did they essay to pile Ossa upon Pelion, and to roll woody Olympus upon Ossa : thrice the Sire, with his thunder, overthrew the piled-up mountains.

DAVIDSON's Virgil, by Buckley, p. 41, Georgics, bk. 1.

SHAKSPERE, Othello, act 3, scene 3.

OUT OF THE, &c. Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh.

ST. MATTHEW, c. 12, v. 34.

For of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaketh.

ST. LUKE, c. 6, v. 45.
As the disposition of a man's mind is, so

the man : such as the man is, such will be his discourse : his actions will correspond with his discourse, and his life with his actions.

YONGE's Cicero, Tusculan Disp. book 5, div. 16.

OUT-RUN THE CONSTABLE. Quoth Hudibras, friend Ralph, thou hast, Out-run the Constable at last.

BUTLER’s Hudibras, p. 1, canto 3, line 1367.

OYSTER AND SHELL.. The eating of the oyster, and giving a shell to each of the Clowns who found it, is usually laid at the door of the Attorney. SOMERVILLE lays it at the door of the Parson, (Fable 8). Both are wrong, for the clowns agreed to leave their dispute to the first person they met, and he became the judge between them.

POPE says,-Dame justice weighing long the doubte ful right, takes, opens, swallows it, before their sight.

See his Miscellanies-Verbatim from Boileau.
And DRYDEN- A judge erected from a country clown.

Cymon and Iphigenia.
We strive as did the houndès for the bone :
They fought all day, and yet their part was none ::
There came a kite, while that they were so wroth,
And bare


the bone betwixt them both. SAUNDERS' Chaucer, vol. 1, p. 21.


PALMAM QUI MERUIT FERAT. The palnı belongs to him who deserves it.

The motto on the Funeral Car of Lord Nelson, the hero

of the Nile and of Trafalgar,


The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon;
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side ;
His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again towards childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound,

SHAKSPERE, As you like it, act 2, sc. 7.


The Parthian presuming on his flight and arrows shot backward.

Davidson's Virgil, by Buckley. Georgics, book 3, p. 69. Like the Parthian, I shall flying fight.

SHAKSPERE, Cymbeline, act 1, sc. 7. How quick they wheeld, and flying, behind them shot, Sharp sleet of arrowy shower,

Milton, Paradise Regained, bk. 3, line 323.

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