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=Curiosity.=

I loathe that low vice, curiosity.
451
BYRON: _Don Juan,_ Canto i., St. 23.

=Curls.=

Shakes his ambrosial curls, and gives the nod,--
The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.
452
POPE: _Iliad,_ Bk. i., Line 684.

=Current.=

We must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.
453
SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

=Curses.=

Let this pernicious hour
Stand aye accursed in the calendar.
454
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

But in their stead
Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honor, breath,
Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
455
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act v., Sc. 3.

It was that fatal and perfidious bark,
Built in th' eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark.
456
MILTON: _Lycidas,_ Line 100.

=Custom.=

How use doth breed a habit in a man!
457
SHAKS.: _Two Gent. of V.,_ Act v., Sc. 4.

Custom calls me to 't;--
What custom wills, in all things should we do 't?
458
SHAKS.: _Coriolanus,_ Act ii., Sc. 3.

Assume a virtue, if you have it not.
That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,
Of habits devil, is angel yet in this.
459
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iii., Sc. 4

=Cypress.=

Dark tree! still sad when others' grief is fled,
The only constant mourner o'er the dead.
460
BYRON: _Giaour,_ Line 286.

==D.==

=Daffadills.=

Fair daffadills, we weep to see
You haste away so soon:
As yet the early rising sun
Has not attained his noon.
461
HERRICK: _To Daffadills._

=Dagger.=

Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand?...
or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
462
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act ii., Sc. 1

=Daisy.=

The daisy's cheek is tipp'd with a blush,
She is of such low degree.
463
HOOD: _Flowers._

=Damnation.=

And deal damnation round the land.
464
POPE: _The Universal Prayer,_ St. 7.

=Damsel.=

A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw.
465
COLERIDGE: _Kubla Khan._

=Dancing.=

Alike all ages: dames of ancient days
Have led their children through the mirthful maze:
And the gay grandsire, skill'd in gestic lore,
Has frisk'd beneath the burden of threescore.
466
GOLDSMITH: _Traveller,_ Line 251.

Her feet beneath her petticoat,
Like little mice, stole in and out,
As if they feared the light;
But, oh! she dances such a way!
No sun upon an Easter-day
Is half so fine a sight.
467
SUCKLING: _On a Wedding._

Come and trip it as you go
On the light fantastic toe.
468
MILTON: _L'Allegro,_ Line 33.

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.
469
BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iii., St. 22.

You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet,
Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?
470
BYRON: _Don Juan,_ Canto iii., St. 86. 10.

=Danger.=

He that stands upon a slippery place,
Makes nice of no vile hold to stay him up.
471
SHAKS.: _King John,_ Act iii., Sc. 4.

Out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety.
472
SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act ii., Sc. 3.

Whom neither shape of danger can dismay,
Nor thought of tender happiness betray.
473
WORDSWORTH: _Character of the Happy Warrior._

=Dante.=

Oh their Dante of the dread Inferno,
Wrote one song--and in my brain I sing it.
474
ROBERT BROWNING: _One Word More,_ xvii.

=Daring.=

I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more is none.
475
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act i., Sc. 7

The bravest are the tenderest,--
The loving are the daring.
476
BAYARD TAYLOR: _The Song of the Camp._

=Darkness.=

Lo! darkness bends down like a mother of grief
On the limitless plain, and the fall of her hair
It has mantled a world.
477
JOAQUIN MILLER: _From Sea to Sea,_ St. 4.

Thy hand, great Anarch, lets the curtain fall,
And universal darkness buries all.
478
POPE: _Dunciad,_ Bk. iv., Line 649.

=Dart.=

Th' adorning thee with so much art
Is but a barb'rous skill;
'Tis like the pois'ning of a dart,
Too apt before to kill.
479
ABRAHAM COWLEY: _The Waiting Maid._

=Daughter.=

Still harping on my daughter.
480
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter!
Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.
481
MOORE: _Lalla Rookh, The Fire-Worshippers._

=Dawn.=

The morning steals upon the night,
Melting the darkness.
482
SHAKS.: _Tempest,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

The day begins to break, and night is fled,
Whose pitchy mantle over-veil'd the earth.
483
SHAKS.: _1 Henry VI.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

Clothing the palpable and familiar
With golden exhalations of the dawn.
484
COLERIDGE: _Death of Wallenstein,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

=Day, Days.=

At the close of the day when the hamlet is still,
And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,
When naught but the torrent is heard on the hill,
And naught but the nightingale's song in the grove.
485
BEATTIE: _The Hermit._

My days are in the yellow leaf;
The flowers and fruits of love are gone;
The worm, the canker, and the grief
Are mine alone!
486
BYRON: _On my Thirty-sixth Year._

One of those heavenly days that cannot die.
487
WORDSWORTH: _Nutting._

=Death.=

Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear;
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come, when it will come.
488
SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

Kings and mightiest potentates must die,
For that's the end of human misery.
489
SHAKS.: _1 Henry VI.,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

Death lies on her, like an untimely frost
Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
490
SHAKS.: _Rom. and Jul.,_ Act iv., Sc. 5.

Though death be poor, it ends a mortal woe.
491
SHAKS.: _Richard II.,_ Act ii., Sc. 1.

Behind her death,
Close following pace for pace, not mounted yet
On his pale horse.
492
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. x., Line 588.

Come to the bridal chamber, Death!
Come to the mother's, when she feels,
For the first time, her first-born's breath;
Come when the blessed seals
That close the pestilence are broke,
And crowded cities wail its stroke;
Come in consumption's ghastly form,
The earthquake shock, the ocean storm;
Come when the heart beats high and warm,
With banquet song, and dance, and wine;
And thou art terrible,--the tear,
The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier,
And all we know, or dream, or fear
Of agony are thine.
493
FITZ-GREENE HALLECK: _Marco Bozzaris._

Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow.
494
YOUNG: _Night Thoughts,_ Night v., Line 1011.

To every man upon this earth
Death cometh soon or late.
495
MACAULAY: _Lays Anc. Rome, Horatius,_ xxvii.

Leaves have their times to fall,
And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath,
And stars to set--but all,
Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death.
496
MRS. HEMANS: _Hour of Death._

Death is only kind to mortals.
497
SCHILLER: _Complaint of Ceres,_ St. 4.

What a strange, delicious amazement is Death,
To be without body and breathe without breath.
498
EDWIN ARNOLD: _She and He._

There is no Death! What seems so is transition;
This life of mortal breath
Is but a suburb of the life elysian,
Whose portal we call death.
499
LONGFELLOW: _Resignation,_ St. 5.

Our days begin with trouble here,
Our life is but a span,
And cruel death is always near,
So frail a thing is man.
500
_From the New England Primer._

Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower.
501
HEBER: _At a Funeral,_ No. i.

How wonderful is Death!
Death and his brother Sleep.
502
SHELLEY: _Queen Mab,_ St. i.

And Death is beautiful as feet of friend
Coming with welcome at our journey's end.
503
JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL: _To George William Curtis._

Death in itself is nothing; but we fear
To be we know not what, we know not where.
504
DRYDEN: _Aurengzebe,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

=Debt.=

You say, you nothing owe; and so I say:
He only owes, who something hath to pay.
505
MARTIAL: (_Hay_), ii., 3.

=Decay.=

Before decay's effacing fingers
Have swept the lines where beauty lingers.
506
BYRON: _Giaour,_ Line 68.

The ruins of himself! now worn away
With age, yet still majestic in decay.
507
POPE: _Odyssey,_ Bk. xxiv., Line 271.

=Deceit.=

Ah, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes,
And with a virtuous visor hide deep vice.
508
SHAKS.: _Richard III.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

O, what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practise to deceive.
509
SCOTT: _Marmion,_ Canto vi., St. 17

=December.=

And after him came next the chill December:
Yet he, through merry feasting which he made
And great bonfires, did not the cold remember;
His Saviour's birth his mind so much did glad.
510
SPENSER: _Faerie Queene,_ Bk. vii., Canto vii., St. 41.

As soon
Seek roses in December, ice in June.
511
BYRON: _English Bards and Scotch Reviewers,_ Line 75.

=Decency.=

Immodest words admit of no defence,
For want of decency is want of sense.
512
EARL OF ROSCOMMON: _Essay on Translated Verse_; Line 113.

=Decision.=

If it were done, when 't is done, then 't were well
It were done quickly.
513
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act i., Sc. 7.

Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide,
In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side;
Some great cause, God's new Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight,
Parts the goats upon the left hand, and the sheep upon the right;
And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
514
JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL: _Present Crisis._

=Deeds.=

And with necessity,
The tyrant's plea, excus'd his devilish deeds.
515
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. iv., Line 393.

Oh! 't is easy
To beget great deeds; but in the rearing of them--
The threading in cold blood each mean detail,
And furze brake of half-pertinent circumstance--
There lies the self-denial.
516
CHARLES KINGSLEY: _Saint's Tragedy,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

=Deep.=

Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies,
Methinks her patient sons before me stand,
Where the broad ocean leans against the land.
517
GOLDSMITH: _Traveller,_ Line 282.

=Defeat.=

Such a numerous host
Fled not in silence through the frighted deep,
With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout,
Confusion worse confounded.
518
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 993.

=Defect.=

So may a glory from defect arise.
519
ROBERT BROWNING: _Deaf and Dumb._

=Defence.=

What boots it at one gate to make defence,
And at another to let in the foe?
520
MILTON: _Samson Agonistes,_ Line 560.

=Defiance.=

I do defy him, and I spit at him;
Call him a slanderous coward, and a villain:
Which to maintain, I would allow him odds;
And meet him, were I tied to run a-foot,
Even to the frozen ridges of the Alps.
521
SHAKS.: _Richard II.,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

=Deity.=

Hail, source of being! universal soul
Of heaven and earth! essential presence, hail!
To Thee I bend the knee; to Thee my thoughts
Continual, climb; who, with a master hand,
Hast the great whole into perfection touch'd.
522
THOMSON: _Seasons, Spring,_ Line 556.

=Dejection.=

As high as we have mounted in delight,
In our dejection do we sink as low.
523
WORDSWORTH: _Resolution and Independence,_ St. 4.

=Delay.=

Delay leads impotent and snail-paced beggary.
524
SHAKS.: _Richard III.,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

Be wise to-day; 't is madness to defer;
Next day the fatal precedent will plead;
Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life.
525
YOUNG: _Night Thoughts,_ Night i., Line 390.

=Deliberation.=

Deep on his front engraven,
Deliberation sat, and public care.
526
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 300.

=Delight.=

She was a phantom of delight
When first she gleamed upon my sight,
A lovely apparition, sent
To be a moment's ornament.
527
WORDSWORTH: _She was a Phantom of Delight._

=Delusion.=

For love of grace,
Lay not that flattering unction to your soul
That not your trespass but my madness speaks:
It will but skin and film the ulcerous place.
Whiles rank corruption, mining all within,
Infects unseen.
528
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iii., Sc. 4.

=Denmark.=

Something is rotten in the State of Denmark.
529
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 4.

=Deportment.=

What's a fine person, or a beauteous face,
Unless deportment gives them decent grace?
Blest with all other requisites to please,
Some want the striking elegance of ease;
The curious eye their awkward movement tires;
They seem like puppets led about by wires.
530
CHURCHILL: _Rosciad,_ Line 741.

=Depravity.=

God's love seemed lost upon him.
531
BAILEY: _Festus,_ Sc. _Heaven._

=Depression.=

All day the darkness and the cold
Upon my heart have lain,
Like shadows on the winter sky,
Like frost upon the pane.
532
WHITTIER: _On Receiving an Eagle's Quill._

=Desert.=

In the cold grave, under the deep, deep sea,
Or in the wide desert where no life is found.
533
HOOD. _Sonnet, Silence._

The keenest pangs the wretched find
Are rapture to the dreary void,
The leafless desert of the mind,
The waste of feelings unemployed.
534
BYRON: _Giaour,_ Line 957.

=Desire (Love).=

It liveth not in fierce desire,
With dead desire it doth not die.
535
SCOTT: _Lay of the Last Minstrel,_ Canto v., St. 13.

=Desolation.=

Desolate! Life is so dreary and desolate.
Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle,
Yet with itself every soul standeth single,
Deep out of sympathy moaning its moan;
Holding and having its brief exultation;
Making its lonesome and low lamentation;
Fighting its terrible conflicts alone.
536
ALICE CARY: _Life._

=Despair.=

Despair defies even despotism; there is
That in my heart would make its way thro' hosts
With levell'd spears.
537
BYRON: _Two Foscari,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

Then black despair,
The shadow of a starless night, was thrown
Over the world in which I moved alone.
538
SHELLEY: _Revolt of Islam, Dedication,_ St. 6

The strongest and the fiercest spirit
That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair.
539
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 44.

=Destiny.=

That old miracle--Love-at-first-sight--
Needs no explanations. The heart reads aright
Its destiny sometimes.
540
OWEN MEREDITH: _Lucile,_ Pt. ii., Canto vi., St. 16.

Where'er she lie,
Locked up from mortal eye,
In shady leaves of destiny.
541
RICHARD CRASHAW: _Wishes to his Supposed Mistress._

=Determination.=

I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape,
And bid me hold my peace.
542
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

=Detraction.=

Happy are they that hear their detractions,
And can put them to mending.
543
SHAKS.: _Much Ado,_ Act ii., Sc. 3.

A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes;
At every word a reputation dies.
544
POPE: _R. of the Lock,_ Canto iii., Line 15.

=Devil.=

'T is the eye of childhood
That fears a painted devil.
545
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

The devil was sick, the devil a saint would be;
The devil was well, the devil a saint was he.
546
RABELAIS: _Works,_ Bk. iv., Ch. xxiv.

=Devotion.=

As down in the sunless retreats of the ocean
Sweet flowers are springing no mortal can see,
So deep in my soul the still prayer of devotion
Unheard by the world, rises silent to Thee.
517
MOORE: _As Down in the Sunless Retreats._

=Dew.=

What gentle ghost, besprent with April dew,
Hails me so solemnly to yonder yew?
548
BEN JONSON: _Elegy on the Lady Jane Pawlet._

=Dial.=

True as the dial to the sun,
Although it be not shin'd upon.
549
BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. iii., Canto ii., Line 175.

=Difficulty.=

It is as hard to come, as for a camel
To thread the postern of a needle's eye.
550
SHAKS: _Richard II.,_ Act v., Sc. 5.

=Dignity.=

Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye,
In every gesture dignity and love.
551
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. viii., Line 488.

=Digression.=

And there began a lang digression
About the lords o' the creation.
552
BURNS: _The Twa Dogs._

=Dinner.=

Since Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner.
553
BYRON: _Don Juan,_ Canto xiii., St. 99.

=Disappointment.=

Oh! that a dream so sweet, so long enjoy'd,
Should be so sadly, cruelly destroy'd!
554
MOORE: _Lalla Rookh, Veiled Prophet of Khorassan._

=Discord.=

Discord oft in music makes the sweeter lay.
555
SPENSER: _Faerie Queene,_ Bk. iii., Canto ii., St. 15.

From hence, let fierce contending nations know
What dire effects from civil discord flow.
556
ADDISON: _Cato,_ Act ii., Sc. 4.

=Discourse.=

Sure, he that made us with such large discourse,
Looking before and after, gave us not
That capability and godlike reason
To fust in us unused.
557
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iv., Sc. 4.

=Discretion.=

Let's teach ourselves that honorable stop,
Not to outsport discretion.
558
SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act ii., Sc. 3.

It shewed discretion, the best part of valor.
559
BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER: _King and No King,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

=Diseases.=

Diseases, desperate grown,
By desperate appliance are reliev'd,
Or not at all.
560
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

=Disguise.=

'T is great, 't is manly, to disdain disguise;
It shows our spirit, or it proves our strength.
561
YOUNG: _Night Thoughts,_ Night viii., Line 372.

=Dislike.=

I do not love thee, Doctor Fell,
The reason why I cannot tell;
But this alone I know full well,
I do not love thee, Doctor Fell.
562
TOM BROWN: _Trans. of Martial's Ep. I.,_ 33.

=Disobedience.=

Of man's first disobedience, and the fruit
Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste
Brought death into the world, and all our woe.
563
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. i., Line 1.

=Disorder.=

You have displac'd the mirth, broke the good meeting,
With most admir'd disorder.
564
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act iii., Sc. 4.

=Disposition.=

He is of a very melancholy disposition.
565
SHAKS.: _Much Ado,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

=Dispute.=

'T is strange how some men's tempers suit,
Like bawd and brandy, with dispute,
That for their own opinions stand fast,
Only to have them claw'd and canvass'd.
566
BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. ii., Canto ii., Line 1.

=Dissension.=

Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts,
That no dissension hinder government.
567
SHAKS.: _3 Henry VI.,_ Act iv., Sc. 6.

=Dissimulation.=

Away and mock the time with fairest show;
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
568
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act i., Sc. 7.

=Dissolution.=

Like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve;
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind.
569
SHAKS.: _Tempest,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

=Distance.=

'T is distance lends enchantment to the view,
And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
570
CAMPBELL: _Pl. of Hope,_ Pt. i., Line 7.

Sweetest melodies
Are those that are by distance made more sweet.
571
WORDSWORTH: _Personal Talk,_ St. 2.

=Distrust.=

The saddest thing that can befall a soul
Is when it loses faith in God and woman.
572
ALEXANDER SMITH: _A Life Drama,_ Sc. 12.

=Divinity.=

There's a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will.
573
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act v., Sc. 2.

=Doctrine.=

And prove their doctrine orthodox,
By apostolic blows and knocks.
574
BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. i., Canto i., Line 205.

=Dogs.=

Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men;
As hounds, and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs,
Shoughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves, are 'clept
All by the name of dogs.
575
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

=Dominion.=

Here we may reign secure, and in my choice
To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell:
Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven.
576
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. i., Line 261.

=Doom.=

What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?
577
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

=Doubt.=

Modest doubt is call'd
The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches
To the bottom of the worst.
578
SHAKS.: _Troil. and Cress.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

Our doubts are traitors,
And make us lose the good we oft might win,
By fearing to attempt.
579
SHAKS.: _M. for M.,_ Act i., Sc. 5.

=Drama.=

The drama's laws the drama's patrons give,
For we that live to please, must please to live.
580
DR. JOHNSON: _Pro. On Opening Drury Lane Theatre._

=Dreams.=

I talk of dreams
Which are the children of an idle brain,
Begot of nothing but vain fantasy;
Which is as thin of substance as the air;
And more inconstant than the wind.
581
SHAKS.: _Rom. and Jul.,_ Act i., Sc. 4.

Dreams in their development have breath,
And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy.
582
BYRON: _Dream,_ St. 1.

Some dreams we have are nothing else but dreams,
Unnatural and full of contradictions;
Yet others of our most romantic schemes
Are something more than fictions.
583
HOOD: _The Haunted House._

Like glimpses of forgotten dreams.
584
TENNYSON: _The Two Voices,_ St. cxxvii.

=Dress.=

Be plain in dress, and sober in your diet;
In short, my deary, kiss me, and be quiet.
585
LADY M.W. MONTAGU: _A Summary of Lord Lyttelton's Advice._

We sacrifice to dress, till household joys
And comforts cease. Dress drains our cellar dry,
And keeps our larder lean; puts out our fires,
And introduces hunger, frost, and woe,
Where peace and hospitality might reign.
586
COWPER: _Task,_ Bk. ii., Line 614.

=Drink--Drinking--Drunkenness.=

Oh, that men should put an enemy in
Their mouths, to steal away their brains! that we
Should, with joy, pleasance, revel and applause,
Transform ourselves into beasts!
587
SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act ii., Sc. 3,

Give him strong drink until he wink,
That's sinking in despair;
An' liquor guid to fire his bluid,
That's prest wi' grief an' care,
There let him house and deep carouse,
Wi' bumpers flowing o'er,
Till he forgets his loves or debts,
An' minds his griefs no more.
588
BURNS: _Scotch Drink._

=Dryden.=

Waller was smooth; but Dryden taught to join
The varying verse, the full resounding line,
The long majestic march, and energy divine.
589
POPE: Satire v., Line 267.

=Duelling.=

Some fiery fop, with new commission vain,
Who sleeps on brambles till he kills his man;
Some frolic drunkard, reeling from a feast,
Provokes a broil, and stabs you for a jest.
590
DR. JOHNSON: _London._

=Dunce.=

How much a dunce, that has been sent to roam,
Excels a dunce, that has been kept at home.
591
COWPER: _Prog. of Error,_ Line 415.

=Dungeon.=

Dweller in yon dungeon dark,
Hangman of creation, mark!
592
BURNS: _Ode on Mrs. Oswald._

=Duty.=

Stern Daughter of the Voice of God!
O Duty! if that name thou love
Who art a light to guide, a rod
To check the erring, and reprove;
Thou, who art victory and law
When empty terrors overawe;
From vain temptations dost set free;
And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity!
593
WORDSWORTH: _Ode to Duty._

==E.==

=Eagle.=

So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain,
No more through rolling clouds to soar again,
View'd his own feather on the fatal dart,
And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.
594
BYRON: _English Bards and Scotch Reviewers,_ Line 826.

=Ear.=

Where more is meant than meets the ear.
595
MILTON: _Il Penseroso,_ Line 120.

=Earth.=

The earth doth like a snake renew
Her winter weeds outworn.
596
SHELLEY: _Hellas,_ Line 1060.

Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat,
Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe
That all was lost.
597
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ix., Line 782.

Upon my burned body lie lightly, gentle earth.
598
BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER: _Maid's Tragedy,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

Earth with her thousand voices praises God.
599
COLERIDGE: _Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni._

=Ease.=

Ease would recant
Vows made in pain, as violent and void.
600
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. iv., Line 96.

=East.=

An hour before the worshipp'd sun
Peered forth the golden window of the east.
601
SHAKS.: _Rom. and Jul.,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

=Easter.=

Rise, heart; thy Lord is risen. Sing His praise
Without delays,
Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise
With Him mayst rise:
That, as His death calcined thee to dust,
His life may make thee gold, and, much more, just.
602
HERBERT: _The Church._ _Easter._

=Eating.=

Unquiet meals make ill digestions.
603
SHAKS.: _Com. of Errors,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

Some hae meat and canna eat,
And some would eat that want it;
But we hae meat, and we can eat,
Sae let the Lord be thankit.
604
BURNS: _Grace before Meat._

=Echo.=

Echo waits with art and care
And will the faults of song repair.
605
EMERSON: _May-Day,_ Line 439.

O love, they die, in yon rich sky,
They faint on hill or field or river:
Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
606
TENNYSON: _The Princess,_ Pt. iii., _Song._

=Eclipse.=

The sun, ...
In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds
On half the nations, and with fear of change
Perplexes monarchs.
607
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. i., Line 597.

=Eden.=

They hand in hand, with wand'ring steps and slow,
Through Eden took their solitary way.
608
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. xii., Line 645.

=Education.=

'Tis education forms the common mind;
Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclin'd.
609
POPE: _Moral Essays,_ Epis. i., Line 149.

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