Chapter 5

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.

=Eloquence.=

His tongue Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash Maturest counsels. 610 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 113.

=Emerson.=

There comes Emerson first, whose rich words, every one, Are like gold nails in temples to hang trophies on. 611 JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL: _A Fable for Critics._

=Eminence.=

He who ascends to mountain tops shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapp'd in clouds and snow; He who surpasses or subdues mankind, Must look down on the hate of those below. 612 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iii., St. 45.

=Empire.=

Hands that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre. 613 GRAY: _Elegy,_ St. 12.

=End.=

Life's but a means unto an end; that end Beginning, mean, and end to all things,--God. 614 BAILEY: _Festus,_ Sc. _A Country Town._

=Endurance.=

'Tis not now who's stout and bold? But who bears hunger best, and cold? And he's approv'd the most deserving, Who longest can hold out at starving. 615 BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. iii., Canto iii., Line 353.

=England.=

O England!--model to thy inward greatness, Like little body with a mighty heart,-- What mightst thou do, that honor would thee do, Were all thy children kind and natural! 616 SHAKS.: _Henry V.,_ Act i., _Chorus._

=Enmity.=

'Tis death to me to be at enmity; I hate it, and desire all good men's love. 617 SHAKS.: _Richard III.,_ Act ii., Sc. 1.

=Ensign.=

Ay, tear her tattered ensign down! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky. 618 OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES: _Old Ironside._

=Enthusiasm.=

Rash enthusiasm, in good society Were nothing but a moral inebriety. 619 BYRON: _Don Juan,_ Canto xiii., Line 35.

=Envy.=

Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise, For envy is a kind of praise. 620 GAY: _Fables,_ Pt. i., Fable 44.

Envy will merit, as its shade, pursue; But, like a shadow, proves the substance true. 621 POPE: _E. on Criticism,_ Pt. ii., Line 266.

Base envy withers at another's joy, And hates that excellence it cannot reach. 622 THOMSON: _Seasons, Spring,_ Line 284.

=Epitaphs.=

Nobles and heralds, by your leave, Here lies what once was Matthew Prior, The son of Adam and of Eve: Can Bourbon or Nassau claim higher? 623 PRIOR: _Ep. Extempore._

Here rests his head, upon the lap of earth, A youth to fortune and to fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own. 624 GRAY: _Elegy, Epitaph._

=Equality.=

The trickling rain doth fall Upon us one and all; The south wind kisses The saucy milkmaid's cheek, The nun's demure and meek, Nor any misses. 625 E.C. STEDMAN: _A Madrigal,_ St. 3.

=Error.=

Shall Error in the round of time Still father Truth? 626 TENNYSON: _Love and Duty._

But Error, wounded, writhes with pain, And dies among his worshippers. 627 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _The Battle-Field._

=Eternity.=

Beyond is all abyss, Eternity, whose end no eye can reach. 628 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. xii., Line 555.

Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought! 629 ADDISON: _Cato,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

=Europe.=

Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay. 630 TENNYSON: _Locksley Hall,_ Line 184.

=Eve.=

Adam the goodliest man of men since born His sons, the fairest of her daughters, Eve. 631 MILTON: _Par. Lost.,_ Bk. iv., Line 323.

=Evening.=

The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. 632 LONGFELLOW: _The Day is Done._

The sun is set; the swallows are asleep; The bats are flitting fast in the gray air; The slow soft toads out of damp corners creep; And evening's breath, wandering here and there Over the quivering surface of the stream, Wakes not one ripple from its silent dream. 633 SHELLEY: _Evening._

=Evil.=

Farewell hope! and with hope, farewell fear! Farewell remorse! all good to me is lost. Evil, be thou my good; by thee at least Divided empire with heaven's king I hold. 634 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. iv., Line 108.

Evil springs up, and flowers, and bears no seed, And feeds the green earth with its swift decay, Leaving it richer for the growth of truth. 635 JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL: _Prometheus._

=Example.=

The evil that men do lives after them, The good is oft interred with their bones. 636 SHAKS.: _Jul. Cæsar,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

By his life alone, Gracious and sweet, the better way was shown. 637 WHITTIER: _The Pennsylvania Pilgrim._

=Excess.=

To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of Heaven to garnish, Is wasteful and ridiculous excess. 638 SHAKS.: _King John,_ Act iv., Sc. 2.

=Exile.=

Beheld the duteous son, the sire decayed, The modest matron, and the blushing maid, Forc'd from their homes, a melancholy train, To traverse climes beyond the Western main. 639 GOLDSMITH: _Traveller,_ Line 407.

=Expectation.=

'Tis expectation makes a blessing dear; Heaven were not heaven if we knew what it were. 640 SUCKLING: _Against Fruition._

=Experience.=

Experience is by industry achieved, And perfected by the swift course of time. 641 SHAKS.: _Two Gent, of V.,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

His head was silver'd o'er with age, And long experience made him sage. 642 GAY, _Fables,_ Pt. i., _The Shepherd and the Philosopher._

=Extremes.=

Extremes in nature equal good produce, Extremes in man concur to general use. 643 POPE: _Moral Essays,_ Epis. iii., Line 161.

=Eyes.=

Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. 644 SHAKS.: _Rom. and Jul.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

True eyes Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise The sweet soul shining thro' them. 645 OWEN MEREDITH: _Lucile,_ Pt. ii., Canto ii., St. 3.

There are eyes half defiant, Half meek and compliant; Black eyes, with a wondrous, witching charm To bring us good or to work us harm, 646 PHOEBE CARY: _Doves' Eyes._

Soul-deep eyes of darkest night. 647 JOAQUIN MILLER: _Californian,_ Pt. iv.

Her eyes are homes of silent prayer. 648 TENNYSON: _In Memoriam,_ Pt. xxxii., St. 1.

The bright black eye, the melting blue,-- I cannot choose between the two. 649 OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES: _The Dilemma._

These poor eyes, you called, I ween, "Sweetest eyes were ever seen." 650 MRS. BROWNING: _Catarina to Camoens._

Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell. 651 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iii., St. 21.

==F.==

=Fabric.=

Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose, like an exhalation. 652 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. i., Line 710.

=Face.=

Your face, my Thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters. 653 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act i., Sc. 5.

The light upon her face Shines from the windows of another world. Saints only have such faces. 654 LONGFELLOW: _Michael Angelo,_ Pt. ii., 6.

Can't I another's face commend, And to her virtues be a friend, But instantly your forehead lowers, As if _her_ merit lessen'd _yours_? 655 MOORE: _The Farmer, the Spaniel, and the Cat,_ Fable ix.

Behind a frowning providence He hides a shining face. 656 COWPER: _Light Shining out of Darkness._

=Fair.=

Fair is foul, and foul is fair. 657 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

Exceeding fair she was not; and yet fair In that she never studied to be fairer Than Nature made her; beauty cost her nothing, Her virtues were so rare. 658 GEORGE CHAPMAN: _All Fools,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

=Fairies.=

This is the fairy land; O spite of spites, We talk with goblins, owls, and elvish sprites. 659 SHAKS.: _Com. of Errors,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

=Faith.=

If faith produce no works, I see That faith is not a living tree. 660 HANNAH MORE: _Dan and Jane._

Whose faith, has centre everywhere, Nor cares to fix itself to form. 661 TENNYSON: _In Memoriam,_ Pt. xxxiii., St. 1.

'Tis hers to pluck the amaranthine flower Of faith, and round the sufferer's temples bind Wreaths that endure affliction's heaviest shower, And do not shrink from sorrow's keenest wind. 662 WORDSWORTH: _Weak is the Will of Man._

For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight; His can't be wrong whose life is in the right. 663 POPE: _Essay on Man,_ Epis. iii., Line 303.

=Fall.=

He that is down, needs fear no fall. 664 BUNYAN: _The Author's Way of Sending forth his Second Part of the Pilgrim,_ Pt. ii.

=Falsity.=

As false As air, as water, as wind, as sandy earth; As fox to lamb; as wolf to heifer's calf; Pard to the hind, or stepdame to her son. 665 SHAKS.: _Troil. and Cress.,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

=Fame.=

Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives, Live register'd upon our brazen tombs. 666 SHAKS.: _Love's L. Lost,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

Fame, if not double-faced, is double-mouthed, And with contrary blast proclaims most deeds: On both his wings, one black, the other white, Bears greatest names in his wild aery flight. 667 MILTON: _Samson Agonistes,_ Line 971.

What's fame? a fancied life in others' breath, A thing beyond us, even before our death. 668 POPE: _Essay on Man,_ Epis. iv., Line 237.

There was a morning when I longed for fame, There was a noontide when I passed it by. There is an evening when I think not shame Its substance and its being to deny. 669 JEAN INGELOW: _The Star's Monument,_ St. 81.

Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar? 670 BEATTIE: _Minstrel,_ Bk. i., St. 1.

Or ravish'd with the whistling of a name, See Cromwell, damn'd to everlasting fame! 671 POPE: _Essay on Man,_ Epis. iv., Line 281.

=Family.=

Birds in their little nest agree; And 'tis a shameful sight When children of one family Fall out, and chide, and fight. 672 WATTS: _Divine Songs,_ Song xvii.

=Famine.=

Famine is in thy cheeks. 673 SHAKS.: _Rom. and Jul.,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

=Fancy.=

Tell me, where is fancy bred; Or in the heart, or in the head? How begot, how nourishéd? Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes, With gazing fed: and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. 674 SHAKS.: _M. of Venice,_ Act iii., Sc. 2. _Song._

She's all my fancy painted her; She's lovely, she's divine. 675 WILLIAM MEE: _Alice Gray._

=Farewell.=

Farewell! Farewell! Through keen delights It strikes two hearts, this word of woe. Through every joy of life it smites,-- Why, sometime they will know. 676 MARY CLEMMER: _Farewell._

Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been: A sound which makes us linger;--yet--farewell! 677 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iv., St. 186.

=Fashion.=

The fashion wears out more apparel than the man. 678 SHAKS.: _Much Ado,_ Act iii., Sc. 3.

=Fate.=

What fates impose, that men must needs abide; It boots not to resist both wind and tide. 679 SHAKS.: _3 Henry VI.,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

All human things are subject to decay, And when fate summons, monarchs must obey. 680 DRYDEN: _MacFlecknoe,_ Line 1.

Things are where things are, and, as fate has willed, So shall they be fulfilled. 681 ROBERT BROWNING: _Agamemnon._

And binding Nature fast in fate, Left free the human will. 682 POPE: _The Universal Prayer,_ St. 3.

For fate has wove the thread of life with pain, And twins ev'n from the birth are misery and man! 688 POPE: _Odyssey,_ Bk. vii., Line 263.

=Father.=

It is a wise father that knows his own child. 684 SHAKS.: _M. of Venice,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

Father of all! in every age, In every clime adored, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord. 685 POPE: _The Universal Prayer,_ St. 1.

=Fault--Faults.=

Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it? 686 SHAKS.: _M. for M.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

Dare to be true: nothing can need a lie; A fault which needs it most, grows two thereby. 687 HERBERT: _The Church Porch._

In vain my faults ye quote; I write as others wrote On Sunium's hight. 688 WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR: _The Last Fruit of an Old Tree,_ Epigram cvi.

=Favor.=

Poor wretches, that depend On greatness' favor, dream as I have done; Wake, and find nothing. But, alas, I swerve. Many dream not to find, neither deserve, And yet are steep'd in favors. 689 SHAKS.: _Cymbeline,_ Act v., Sc. 4.

=Fawning.=

And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee, Where thrift may follow fawning. 690 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

=Fear.=

Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee; And, for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself? 691 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 4.

Of all base passions fear is most accurs'd. 692 SHAKS.: _1 Henry VI.,_ Act v., Sc. 2.

Desponding fear, of feeble fancies full, Weak and unmanly, loosens ev'ry power. 693 THOMSON: _Seasons, Spring,_ Line 286.

The fear o' hell's a hangman's whip To hand the wretch in order; But where ye feel your honor grip, Let that aye be your border. 694 BURNS: _Ep. to a Young Friend._

=Feasting.=

Blest be those feasts with simple plenty crown'd, Where all the ruddy family around Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail, Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale. 695 GOLDSMITH: _Traveller,_ Line 17.

Swinish gluttony Ne'er looks to heav'n amidst his gorgeous feast, But with besotted base ingratitude Crams, and blasphemes his feeder. 696 MILTON: _Comus,_ Line 776.

=February.=

Come when the rains Have glazed the snow and clothed the trees with ice, While the slant sun of February pours Into the bowers a flood of light. 697 WILLIAM COLLEN BRYANT: _A Winter Piece._

=Feeling.=

But spite of all the criticising elves, Those who would make us feel, must feel themselves. 698 CHURCHILL: _Rosciad,_ Line 961.

=Feet.=

Like snails did creep her pretty feet A little out, and then, As if they played at bo-peep, Did soon draw in again. 699 HERRICK: _Aph. Upon Her Feet._

=Fellow.=

In all thy humors, whether grave or mellow, Thou 'rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow, Hast so much wit and mirth and spleen about thee, There is no living with thee, nor without thee. 700 ADDISON: _Spectator._ No. 68.

=Female.=

But who is this, what thing of sea or land,-- Female of sex it seems. 701 MILTON: _Samson Agonistes,_ Line 710.

=Fickleness.=

Who o'er the herd would wish to reign, Fantastic, fickle, fierce, and vain! Vain as the leaf upon the stream, And fickle as a changeful dream. 702 SCOTT: _Lady of the Lake,_ Canto v., St. 10.

=Fiction.=

When fiction rises pleasing to the eye, Men will believe, because they love the lie; But truth herself, if clouded with a frown, Must have some solemn proof to pass her down. 703 CHURCHILL: _Epis. to Hogarth,_ Line 291.

And truth severe, by fairy fiction drest. 704 GRAY: _The Bard,_ Pt. iii., St. 3.

=Fidelity.=

Master, go on, and I will follow thee To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty. 705 SHAKS.: _As You Like It,_ Act ii., Sc. 3.

To God, thy country, and thy friend be true. 706 HENRY VAUGHAN: _Rules and Lessons,_ St. 8.

=Fields.=

Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won. 707 GOLDSMITH: _Des. Village._

=Fiend.=

Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread. 708 COLERIDGE: _The Ancient Mariner,_ Pt. v.

=Fighting.=

I'll fight, till from my bones my flesh be hack'd. 709 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act v., Sc. 3.

He who fights and runs away, May live to fight another day; But he who is in battle slain Can never rise and fight again. 710 GOLDSMITH: _Art of Poetry._

=Fire.=

From beds of raging fire to starve in ice Their soft ethereal warmth, and there to pine, Immovable, infix'd, and frozen round, Periods of time; thence hurried back to fire. 711 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 592.

=Firmament.=

Now glow'd the firmament With living sapphires. 712 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. iv., Line 598.

The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 713 ADDISON: _Ode._

=Flag.=

Flag of the free heart's hope and home! By angel hands to valor given; Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. 714 JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE: _The American Flag._

The meteor flag of England Shall yet terrific burn, Till danger's troubled night depart, And the star of peace return. 715 CAMPBELL: _Mariners of England._

=Flame.=

Glory pursue, and gen'rous shame, Th' unconquerable mind, and freedom's holy flame. 716 GRAY: _Prog, of Poesy,_ Pt. ii., St. 2, Line 10.

The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. 717 HEMANS: _Casablanca._

=Flattery.=

By heav'n I cannot flatter: I do defy The tongues of soothers; but a braver place In my heart's love, hath no man than yourself; Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord. 718 SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

'Tis an old maxim in the schools, That flattery 's the food of fools; Yet, now and then, your men of wit Will condescend to take a bit. 719 SWIFT: _Cadenus and Vanessa,_ Line 755.

Can honor's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flatt'ry soothe the dull cold ear of death? 720 GRAY: _Elegy,_ St. 11.

=Flea.=

So, naturalists observe, a flea Has smaller fleas that on him prey; And these have smaller still to bite 'em; And so proceed _ad infinitum._ 721 SWIFT: _Poetry, A Rhapsody._

=Flesh.=

Oh, that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw and resolve itself into a dew! 722 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

=Flirtation.=

Never wedding, ever wooing, Still a love-lorn heart pursuing, Read you not the wrong you're doing, In my cheek's pale hue? All my life with sorrow strewing, Wed, or cease to woo. 723 CAMPBELL: _Maid's Remonstrance._

=Flood.=

Darest thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point? 724 SHAKS.: _Jul. Cæsar,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

=Flowers.=

The gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds. 725 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _Death of the Flowers._

Flowers preach to us if we will hear. 726 CHRIS. G. ROSSETTI: _Consider the Lilies of the Field._

In Eastern lands they talk in flowers, And they tell in a garland their loves and cares; Each blossom that blooms in their garden bowers On its leaves a mystic language bears. 727 J.G. PERCIVAL: _Language of the Flowers._

Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost. 728 COLERIDGE: _Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni._

=Foe.=

Give me the avowed, the erect, the manly foe, Bold I can meet,--perhaps may turn his blow! But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save, save, oh save me from the _candid friend_! 729 GEORGE CANNING: _New Morality._

=Folly.=

Fools, to talking ever prone, Are sure to make their follies known. 730 GAY: _Fables,_ Pt. i., Fable 44.

Whether the charmer sinner it, or saint it, If folly grow romantic, I must paint it. 731 POPE: _Moral Essays,_ Epis. ii., Line 15.

Where lives the man that has not tried How mirth can into folly glide, And folly into sin! 732 SCOTT: _Bridal of Triermain,_ Canto i., St. 21.

When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy? What art can wash her guilt away? 733 GOLDSMITH: _The Hermit,_ Ch. xxiv.

=Fools.=

Fools are my theme, let satire be my song. 734 BYRON: _English Bards and Scotch Reviewers,_ Line 6.

Since call'd The Paradise of Fools, to few unknown. 735 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. iii., Line 495.

And ever since the Conquest have been fools. 736 EARL OF ROCHESTER: _Artemisia in the Town to Chloe in the Country._

For fools rush in where angels fear to tread. 737 POPE: _E. on Criticism,_ Pt. iii., Line 66.

=Footprints.=

Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time. 738 LONGFELLOW: _A Psalm of Life._

=Forbearance.=

The kindest and the happiest pair Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive. 739 COWPER: _Mutual Forbearance._

=Force.=

Who overcomes By force, hath overcome but half his foe. 740 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. i., Line 648.

=Forest.=

Summer or winter, day or night, The woods are an ever-new delight; They give us peace, and they make us strong, Such wonderful balms to them belong: So, living or dying, I'll take mine ease Under the trees, under the trees. 741 R.H. STODDARD: _Under the Trees._

This is the forest primeval. 742 LONGFELLOW: _Evangeline,_ Introduction.

=Forgetfulness.=

Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory, do we come From God, who is our home. 743 WORDSWORTH: _Intimations of Immortality._