{"1": {"fulltext": "raSsSa Bra\\nH\\nIttmi BBBHa\\nB\u00c2\u00a3\\n2fi\\n9JBS\\niTtM\\niificw\\nB\\nBfi\\nHRHfij\\nHR\\nBS\\nEBB BE1\\nBHHB\\n83 Bra BS\\nSi SI\\nbBKSH KB)\\n\u00c2\u00a3881\\nH 9", "height": "4783", "width": "3006", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "Book_J3JL2\\nGojpyiight^ lg i? I\\nCGFOMGHT DEPGSifc", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "Familiar Quotations\\nA COLLECTION OF\\nPASSAGES, PHRASES, AXD PROVERBS\\nTRACED TO THEIR SOURCES IX\\nANCIENT AXD MODERN LITERATURE.\\nBy JOHN BARTLETT.\\ni; I have gathered a posie of oiiiti mcn o flowexs, and nothing but the\\nthread that binds them is mine own.\\nNINTH EDITION.\\nBOSTON:\\nLITTLE, BROWN, AXD COMPANY.\\n1891.", "height": "4494", "width": "2908", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "A\\nCopyright, 1875, 1882, 1891,\\nBy John Bartlett.\\nUniversity Press:\\nJohs Wilson axd Son, Cambridge, U.S.A.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "THIS EDITION\\nIS AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED TO\\nTHE MEMORY OF THE LATE ASSISTANT EDITOR,\\nEEZIX A. WIGHT.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "PREFACE.\\nOut of the old fieldes cometh al this new corne fro yere to yere,\\nAnd out of the fresh woodes cometh al these new flowres here.\\nThe small thin volume, the first to bear the title of\\nthis collection, after passing through eight editions,\\neach enlarged, now culminates in its ninth, and with\\nit, closes its tentative life.\\nThis extract from the Preface of the fourth edition\\nis applicable to the present one\\nIt is not easy to determine in all cases the degree\\nof familiarity that may belong to phrases and sentences\\nwhich present themselves for admission; for what is\\nfamiliar to one class of readers maybe quite new to\\nanother. Many maxims of the most famous writers of\\nour language, and numberless curious and happy turns\\nfrom orators and poets, have knocked at the door, and\\nit was hard to deny them. But to admit these simply\\non their own merits, without assurance that the general\\nreader would readily recognize them as old friends, was\\naside from the purpose of this collection. Still, it has\\nbeen thought better to incur the risk of erring on the\\nside of fulness.\\nWith the many additions to the English writers, the\\npresent edition contains selections from the French, and\\nfrom the wit and wisdom of the ancients. A few pas-\\nsages have been admitted without a claim to familiarity,\\nbut solely on the ground of coincidence of thought.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "VI PREFACE.\\nI am under great obligations to M. H. Morgan,\\nPh.D., of Harvard University, for the translation of\\nMarcus Aurelius, and for the translation and selections\\nfrom the Greek tragic writers. I am indebted to the\\nkindness of Mr. Daniel W. Wilder, of Kansas, for the\\nquotations from Pilpay, with contributions from Dio-\\ngenes Laertius, Montaigne, Burton, and Pope s Homer\\nto Dr. William J. Eolfe for quotations from Eobert\\nBrowning to Mr. James W. McIntyre for quotations\\nfrom Coleridge, Shelley, Keats, Mrs. Browning, Bobert\\nBrowning, and Tennyson. And I have incurred other\\nobligations to friends for here a little and there a little.\\nIt gives me pleasure to acknowledge the great as-\\nsistance I have received from Mr. A. W. Stevens, the\\naccomplished reader of the University Press, as this\\nwork was passing through the press.\\nIn withdrawing from this very agreeable pursuit, I\\nbeg to offer my sincere thanks to all who have assisted\\nme either in the way of suggestions or by contributions\\nand especially to those lovers of this subsidiary litera-\\nture for their kind appreciation of former editions.\\nAccepted by scholars as an authoritative book of\\nreference, it has grown with its growth in public esti-\\nmation with each reissue. Of the last two editions\\nforty thousand copies were printed, apart from the\\nEnglish reprints. The present enlargement of text\\nequals three hundred and fifty pages of the previous\\nedition, and the index is increased with upwards of\\nten thousand lines.\\nCambridge, March, 1891.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF AUTHORS.\\nPage\\nAdams, Charles F 678\\nAdams, John 429\\nJohn, note 530, 529\\nAdams, John Quinct 458\\nAdams, Sarah Flower 606\\nAddison, Joseph 297\\nAdy, Thomas 684\\n2eschines 810\\niEsCHYLUS 695\\nAgricola, note 686\\nAkenside, Mark 391\\nAlanus de Jnsulis, note 5\\nAldrich, James 639\\nAli Ben Taleb 767\\nAllen, Elizabeth A 668\\nAlphonso the Wise 768\\nAmelia, Princess 676\\nAmes, Fisher, note 283\\nArchilochus, note 216\\nAriosto, note 552\\nAristides, note 438\\nAristophanes 624\\nAristotle, note 267, 853\\nArmstrong, John 672\\nArnold, Matthew 665\\nArnold, Samuel J., note 388\\nArrianus, note 704\\nAthen.eus 766\\nAvonmore, Lord, note 531\\nBacon, Francis 164\\nBacon, Lady Anne, note 7\\nBailey, Philip James 654\\nBaillie, Joanna 674\\nBancroft, George, note 312, 531\\nBarbauld, Mrs 433\\nBarere, Bertrand 804\\nBarham, R. H 676\\nBarker, Theodore L. 682\\nBarnfield, Richard 175\\nBarrett, Eaton S 676\\nBarrington, George 445\\nPage\\nBarrow, Isaac, note 299\\nBarry, Michael J 680\\nBasse, William, note 179\\nBaxter, Richard 670\\nBayard, Chevalier, note 21\\nBayle, Peter, note 604\\nBayly, T. Haynes 581\\nBeattie, James 428\\nBeaumont and Fletcher 197\\nBeaumont, Francis 196\\nBeaumont, John, note 478\\nBee, Bernard E. 860\\nBell, Robert, note 330\\nBellamy, G. W 682\\nBellinghausen, Von Munch 806\\nBentham, Jeremy 856\\nBentley, Richard 284\\nBenton, Thomas H 858\\nBerkeley, Bishop 312\\nBerners, Juliana, note 182\\nBerry, Dorothy, note 484\\nBertaut, Jean, note 100\\nBertin, Mademoiselle, note 811\\nBettelheim, A. S., note 170\\nBlCKERSTAFF, ISAAC 427\\nBlacker, Colonel 588\\nBlackmore, Richard, note 685\\nBlackstone, Sir William 392\\nBlair, Robert 354\\nBlamire, Susanna 673\\nBland, Robert, note 192\\nBobart, Jacob, note 688\\nBodinus, note 418\\nBodley, Sir Thomas 368\\nBoethius, note 618\\nBoileau 799\\nBolingbroke 304\\nBooth, Barton 306\\nBorbonius, note 321\\nBcurdillon, Francis W 669\\nBracton 857\\nBrain ard, John G. C 677", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "Vlll\\nINDEX OF AUTHORS.\\nPage\\nBramston, James 352\\nBreen, H. H., note 409\\nBrereton, Jane 312\\nBreton, Nicholas, note 33\\nBromley, Isaac H 681\\nBrooke, Lord 35\\nBrougham, Lord 527\\nLord, note 426\\nBrown, John 380\\nBrown, Tom 286\\nBrowne, Sir Thomas 217\\nBrowne, William 201\\nBrowning, Elizabeth B 620\\nBrowning, Robert 643\\nBryant, William Cullen 572\\nBrydges, Snt S. Egerton 674\\nBuffon, note 186\\nBulpinch, Samuel G., note 488\\nBunn, Alfred 561\\nBunsen, Carl Josias, note 770\\nBunyan, John 265\\nBurchard, Samuel D 679\\nBurke, Edmund 407\\nBurnet, Gdlbert, note 610\\nBurns, Robert 446\\nBurton, Robert 185\\nBussy de Rabutin, note 286\\nButler, Samuel 209\\nSamuel, note 361\\nByrd, Wdlliam, note 22\\nByrom, John 351\\nByron, Lord 539\\nCalhoun, John C 529\\nCallimachus 496\\nCampbell, Lord, note 418, 528\\nCampbell, Thomas 512\\nCamden, William 684\\nCambronne 810\\nCanning, George 464\\nCarew, Thomas 200\\nCarey, Henry 285\\nCarlyle, Thomas 577\\nCarpenter, Joseph E 680\\nCarruthers, Robert, note 528\\nCatinat, Marshal, note 740\\nCatullus, note 306\\nCentlivre, Susannah 671\\nCervantes 784\\nChanning, William E 655\\nChapman, George 35\\nCharles L, note 398\\nCharron, note 317\\nChase, Salmon P 619\\nChaucer, Geoffrey 1\\nCherry, Andrew 453\\nPage\\nchesterfd3ld, earl of t 352\\nChild, Lydia Maria 596\\nChoate, Rufus 588\\nChorley, Henry F 667\\nChristy, David 854\\nChurch, Benjamin, note 513\\nChurchill, Charles 412\\nClBBER, COLLEY 295\\nColley, note 294\\nCicero 705\\nClarendon, Edward Hyde 255\\nClarke, John, note 5G8\\nClarke, Macdonald 582\\nClay, Henry, note 505\\nCleveland, Grover 669\\nCodrington, Christopher, note 295\\nCoke, Sir Edward 24\\nColeridge, Hartley 677\\nColeridge, S. Taylor 498\\nS. Taylor, note 481\\nCollins, William 389\\nColman, George 454\\nColton, C. C 675\\nCongreve, William 294\\nConstable, Henry, note 484\\nConstant, Henry B 806\\nCook, Eliza 654\\nCooper, J. Fenimore, note 580\\nCornuel, Madame, note 740\\nCotton, Nathaniel 362\\nCowley, Abraham 260\\nCowper, William 413\\nCrabbe, George 443\\nCranch, Christopher P 653\\nCranfdzld, note 210\\nCrashaw, Richard 258\\nCrawford, Anne 673\\nCristyne, note 12\\nCrockett, David 852\\nCroker, John W., note 284\\nCunningham, Allan 537\\nCurran, John P 855\\nCurtius, Quintus, note 25\\nD Abrantes, Due 806\\nD Abrantes, Madame, note 718\\nDalrymple, Sir John, note 550\\nDance, Charles 677\\nDaniel, Samuel 39\\nDante 769\\nDanton, note 28\\nDarwin, Charles 622\\nDarwin, Erasmus 424\\nErasmus, note 426\\nDavenant, Sir William 217\\nDavie, Adam, note 21", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF AUTHORS.\\nIX\\nPage\\nDayies, Scbope 682\\nDa vies, Sir John 175\\nDavis, Jefferson 679\\nDavis, Thomas 680\\nDe Benserade, Isaac 794\\nDebrett, John, note 432\\nDecatur, Stephen 675\\nDe Caux, note 396\\nDeffand, Madame du 801\\nDefoe, Daniel 286\\nDeeper, Thomas 181\\nDe la Ferte, note 430\\nDe Ligne 803\\nDe L Isle, Joseph EL 804\\nDemodocus, note 400\\nDe Morgan, note 290\\nDemosthenes 855\\nDenham, Sir John 257\\nDenman, Lord 527\\nDennis, John 282\\nDe Qutncey, note 365\\nDibdin, Charles 436\\nDibdin, Thomas 675\\nDickens, Charles 652\\nDickinson, John 426\\nDickman, Franklin J., note 589\\nDidacus Stella, note 185\\nDiogenes Laerttus 757\\nDionysius of Halicarnassus, note 304\\nDioxYsrus the Elder 700\\nDisraeli. Benjamin 607\\nDix, John A 67S\\nDoddridge*, Philip 359\\nDodsley, Robert 671\\nDomett, Alfred 642\\nDonne, John 177\\nDowling, Bartholomew Gil\\nDrake, Joseph Rodman 573\\nDrayton, Michael 40\\nDrennan, William 855\\nDrummond, Thomas 582\\nDrummond. William 196\\nWilliam, note 170\\nDryden, John 267\\nDu Bartas 780\\nDufferin. Lady 611\\nDumas, Alexandre 809\\nDuncombe, Lewis, note 459\\nDTrfey, note 348\\nDwight, Timothy 674\\nDyer, Edward 22\\nDyer, John 358\\nDyer 672\\nEastwick, note 437\\nEdgeworth, Maria, note 233\\nPage\\nEdwards, Richard 21\\nEdwards, Thomas 671\\nEdwin, John 439\\nElliot, Jared 392\\nElliott, Jane 393\\nEllis. George, note 175\\nEllis, Henry 675\\nEmerson, Ralph Waldo 598\\nRalph Waldo, note 511\\nEmmet, Robert 676\\nEnglish. Thomas Dunn 680\\nEpictetus 742\\nErasmus, note 3, 5, 216, 720\\nEsteenne, Henri, note 379\\nEuripides 697\\nEuripides, note 277\\nEverett, David 459\\nEverett, Edward 571\\nFabeb, Frederick W 653\\nFanshawe, Catherine M. 674\\nFarquhar, George 305\\nFenelon, note 353\\nFerriar, John 456\\nField, Nathaniel 670\\nFielding, Henry 362\\nFitch, Francis M 668\\nFitz-Geffrey, Charles, note 305\\nFletcher, Andrew 231\\nFletcher, John 183\\nFletcher. Phineas, note 327\\nFoote, Samuel 391\\nFord. John 670\\nFordyce. James 391\\nFortescue, John 7\\nFouche, Joseph 805\\nFourniee, note 310\\nFox. Charles J., note 364\\nFox, John, note 484\\nFrancis the First 807\\nFrance. Richard, note 305\\nFranklin. Benjamin 359\\nFranklin. Kate 682\\nFreneau, Philip 443\\nFrere, J. Hookham 462\\nFrothtngham. Richard, note 360\\nFuller, Thomas 221\\nThomas, note 484\\nGage, Thomas, note 495\\nGarrick, David 387\\nGarrison, Willllm L 605\\nGarth, Samuel 295\\nSamuel, note 181\\nGascoigne, George, note 10\\nGay, John 347", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF AUTHORS\\nPage\\nGetty, Rev. Dr., note 631\\nGibbon, Edward 430\\nGibbons, Thomas 672\\nGifford, Richard 393\\nGoethe, Wolfgang yon 803\\nGoldsmith, Oliver 394\\nOliver, note 310, 592\\nGooge, Barnaby 5, 7\\nGorgias, note 578\\nGosson, Stephen, note 731\\nGower, John, note 13\\nGrafton, Richard 684\\nGranger, James, note 395\\nGrant, Anne 674\\nGrant, Ulysses S 664\\nGraves, Richard 672\\nRlCHARD,?i0fe 295\\nGray, Thomas 381\\nGreen, Matthew 354\\nGreene, Albert G 596\\nGreene, Robert, note 190\\nGreswell, note 332\\nGreville, Mrs 389\\nGriffin, Gerald 678\\nGualtier, Philippe, note 64\\nGuarini, note 495\\nHabington, William 515\\nHake will, George 683\\nGeorge, note 169\\nHale, Edward E 681\\nHaliburton, Thomas C 580\\nHall, Bishop 182\\nHall, Robert 457\\nHalleck, Fitz-Greene 561\\nHalliwell, James 853\\nJ. iss O., note 596\\nHamilton, Alexander, note 532\\nHannah, J., note 22\\nHare, Julius, note 268\\nHarrington, Sir John 39\\nHarrison, William 684\\nHarte, Francis Bret 669\\nHarvey, Stephen 670\\nHawker, Robert 674\\nHawker, Robert S., note 687\\nHayes, Edward, note 588\\nHayes, Rutherford B 665\\nHeath, Leonard 666\\nHeber, Reginald, 535\\nHegge, Robert, note 181\\nHemans, Felicia D 569\\nHenault, note 325\\nHendyng, note 7\\nHenry, Mathew 282\\nHenry, Patrick 429\\nPage\\nHenshaw, Josei 263\\nHerbert, Geor( 204\\nHerodotus, note 696, 807\\nHERRICK, ROBER r 201\\nHervey, Thomas 589\\nHesiod .692\\nHeywood, John 8\\nHeywood, Thomas 194\\nHill, Aaron 313\\nHippocrates 700\\nHobbes, Thomas 200\\nHoffman, Charles F 678\\nHolcroft, Thomas 673\\nHolland, Sir Richard 38\\nHolmes, Oliver Wendell 635\\nHome, John 392\\nHood, Thomas 583\\nHooker, Joseph 680\\nHooker, Richard 31\\nHooper, Ellen Sturgis 654\\nHopkins, Charles, note 581\\nHopkinson, Joseph 465\\nHorace 706\\nHorne, Bishop 853\\nHorne, Richard H 604\\nHoward, Samuel 672\\nHowell, James, note 191, 208, 581\\nHowitt, Mary 605\\nHoyle, Edmund 861\\nHume, David 854\\nDavid, note 593, 685\\nHunt, Leigh 536\\nHurd, Richard 673\\nHurdis, James 454\\nHutcheson, Francis 856\\nIngram, John K 681\\nIrving, Washington 536\\nJackson, Andrew 458\\nJames, G. P. R 678\\nJames, Paul M 528\\nJefferson, Thomas 434\\nJefferys, Charles 611\\nJerrold, Douglas 597\\nJohnson, Andrew 678\\nJohnson, Samuel 365\\nSamuel, note 185, 294, 711\\nJones, Sir Wllliam 437\\nJonson, Ben 177\\nJuvenal 721\\nKeats, John 574\\nKeble, John 569\\nKemble, Frances Anne 641", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF AUTHORS.\\nXI\\nPage\\nKemble, J. P 445\\nKempis, Thomas a 7\\nKen, Thomas 278\\nKenney, James 676\\nKenrick, William, note 450\\nKepler, John 670\\nKey, Francis S 517\\nKey, T. H., note 560\\nKing, William, note 217\\nKinglake, John A 860\\nKingsley, Charles 664\\nKnight, Charles, note 616\\nKnolles, Richard, note 267\\nKnowles, James S 676\\nKnox, William 561\\nKotzebue, Von 805\\nLa Fontaine 797\\nLamb, Charles 508\\nCharles, note 274\\nLandor, Walter S. 511\\nLangford, G. W. 683\\nLanghorne, John 427\\nLa Rochefoucauld 794\\nLayard, Austen H 6 42\\nLee, Henry 445\\nLee, Nathaniel 281\\nLeighton, Archbishop, note 379\\nLemon, Mark 679\\nLe Sage 800\\nL Estrange, Roger 670\\nLeutsch and Schneidewin, note 793\\nLigne, Prince de 803\\nLincoln, Abraham 622\\nLinley, George 586\\nLinschoten, Hugh van 861\\nLivy, note 13\\nLloyd, David, note 310\\nLockhart, John G 677\\nJohn G., note 427, 490\\nLogan, John 438\\nLogau, Friedrich von 793\\nLongfellow, Henry W 612\\nLovelace, Richard 259\\nLover, Samuel 582\\nLowe, John 673\\nLowell, James Russell 656\\nLowth, Robert 672\\nLucretdjs 706\\nLudgate, John, note 5\\nLuther, Martin 770\\nLyly, John 31\\nLyttelton, Lord 377\\nLytton, Sir E. Bulwer 606\\nMacaulay, Thomas B 589\\nThomas B., note, 332, 610, 855\\nPage\\nMackay, Charles 653\\nMackintosh, James 457\\nJames, note 291\\nMacklin, Charles 350\\nMadden, Samuel 314\\nMahon, Lord 860\\nLord, note 364, 474\\nManners, Lord John 680\\nMarcus Aurelius 749\\nMarcy, William L 676\\nISEarkham, Gervase, note 187\\nMarlowe, Christopher 40\\nMarmion, Shakerly, note 171\\nMartial 722\\nMartin, Henri 807\\nMarvell, Andrew 262\\nMason, William 393\\nMasslnger, Philip 194\\nMcMaster, John B., note 435\\nMaule 857\\nMee, William 682\\nMelchior, note 171\\nMenander, note 390\\nMerrick, James 390\\nMeurier, Gabriel, note 80\\nMichelangelo 769\\nMickle, William J 426\\nMiddleton, Thomas 172\\nMiller, William 679\\nMllman, Henry Hart 564\\nMilnes, Richard M 634\\nMilton, John 223\\nMimnermus 699\\nMiner, Charles 528\\nMollere 797\\nMonnoye, Bernard de note 400\\nMontagu, Mary Wortle^ 1 350\\nMary Wortley, note 461\\nMontaigne 774\\nMontgomery, James 496\\nMontgomery, Robert 610\\nMontrose, Marquis of 257\\nMoore, Clement C 527\\nMoore, Edward 377\\nMoore, Thomas 518\\nMore, Hannah 437\\nMore, Sir Thomas, note 30, 100\\nMorell, Thomas, note 281\\nMorgan, M. H 860\\nMorris, Charles 432\\nMorris, George P 595\\nMorton, Thomas 457\\nMoss, Thomas 433\\nMotherwell, William 580\\nMuhlenberg, William A. 678\\nMulock, Dinah M 667", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "Xll\\nINDEX OF AUTHORS.\\nPage\\nM unster, Ernst F 807\\nMurphy, Arthur 393\\nNairne, Lady 458\\nNapier, Sir W. F. P 537\\nNapoleon Bonaparte 811\\nNapoleon, Louis 810\\nNash, Thomas 861\\nNelson, Horatio 446\\nNewton, Isaac 278\\nNoel, Thomas 683\\nNorris, John 281\\nNorthbrooke, note 17\\nNorton, Caroline E. S 679\\nO Hara, Kane 672\\nO Hara, Theodore 681\\nO Keefe, John 673\\nO Kelley, Captain 855\\nOldham, John 366\\nOldys, William 671\\nOld?hant, Thomas, note 685\\nOmar Khayyam 768\\nO Meara, Barry E. _ 675\\nOrrery, Roger B., note 258\\nOrtin, Job, note 359\\nOsgood, Frances S 642\\nOtway, Thomas 280\\nOverbury, Sir Thomas 193\\nOvid 707\\nOxenstiern, note 195\\nPaine, Robert Treat\\nPaine, Thomas\\nThomas, note\\nPaley, William\\nPanat, Chevalhsr de\\nPardoe, Julia 680,\\nParker, Martyn\\nParker, Theodore\\nParnell, Thomas\\nPascal\\nPascal, note\\nPayne, J. Howard\\nPeele, George, note 24, 184,\\nPercival, James G-\\nPercy, Thomas\\nPerry, Oliver H\\nPersius, note 1S8,\\nPetrarch, note\\nPh^edrus\\nPhilips, Ambrose\\nPhilips, John\\nPhillips, Charles\\nPhillips, Wendell\\n675\\n431\\n605\\n673\\n811\\n860\\n176\\n639\\n305\\n798\\n169\\n568\\n530\\n677\\n404\\n676\\n305\\n295\\n715\\n671\\n671\\n677\\n641\\nPage\\nPhilostratus, note 179\\nPierpont, John 538\\nPilpay 691\\nPinckney, Charles C 673\\nPiozzi, Madame, note 560, 806\\nPitt, Earl op Chatham 364\\nPitt, William 453\\nPitt, William (the younger) 510\\nPlato, note 317\\nPlautus 700\\nPlayford, John 684\\nPliny the Elder 716\\nPliny the Younger 748\\nPlutarch 722\\nPoe, Edgar A 640\\nPollok, Robert 588\\nPomfret, John 289\\nPompadour, Madame de, vote 205\\nPope, Alexander 314\\nPope, Walter 670\\nPorter, Horace 682\\nPorter, Mrs. David 682\\nPorteus, Bedlby 425\\nPotter, Henry C 668\\nPowell, Shi John 278\\nPraed, Winthrop M 595\\nPriestley, Joseph 858\\nPrior, James, note 412\\nPrior, Matthew 287\\nProclus, note 740, 811\\nProcter, Bryan W 538\\nPublius Syrus 708\\nPulteney, William 671\\nQuarles, Francis 203\\nQuincy, Josiah, Sr 436\\nQuincy, Josiah 505\\nQuintdlian 721\\nQuitard, note 176\\nRabelais 770\\nRacine, note 391, 704\\nRadcliffe, Ann 456\\nRaleigh, Sir Walter 25\\nRamsay, Allan 671\\nRandall, H. S 859\\nRanke, Leopold, note 770\\nRansford, Edwin 683\\nRaspe, note 739\\nRavenscroft, Thomas G83\\nRay, William, note 216\\nRhodes, William B 388\\nRichards, Amelia B., note 533\\nRobinson, Mary G74\\nRochester, Earl of 279\\nRogers, Samuel 455", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF AUTHORS.\\nxm\\nTage\\nRoland. Madame 904\\nnuoH, Earl of _T^\\nBoossbah B\\nBows, Nicholas\\nRl-YDON. MaTKEW 23\\nRumbold. Richard 68\\nRussell. W. S\\nSaint Augustine 7! 7\\nSaute Simon, note Ii9\\nSala. Geoege A., note 9\\nSales. Saint Eeancis de. z;:f 372\\nSalis. Von MB\\nSallust, note 167\\nSalyandy. Co lite de 811\\nSahdYs, Sib Edwht, note 314\\nSargent. Ezz-\\nBayagk, Richard 354\\nScap.bon. note 216\\nB helling 8 W\\nB :zzzz;am\\nB ::zzee BM\\nSc :zz. Sie Waltz?. 1ST\\nSlb Walter, note 82\\nScott, Wnmaji\\nSears. Edmund H\\nSbBASTEAH] xKKKRAl\\nSrdaihk, Mkhxl J\\nSedley. Charles en\\nSelden. Jobs 191\\nSklyaggl 271\\nSeneca 714\\nSeyigne. Madame de. 740,801\\nSew all. Haeelet W\\nSew all. Jonathan M\\nSewaed, Thc 1 59\\nBbwasd, William E\\n5z~ ZZZ. GrBOBfiB 671\\nShaftesbuet. Eael or. 75\\nShakespeare. William 42\\nSbabmah, Julian, note 12\\nSKEETrELD\\nShelley. Peecy B SSI\\nPeecy E.. note 592\\nShenstone. William\\nSheers, See Henry. noU. 13\\nSherman, William T 681\\nSHERIDAN. R. Bzlnsley 440\\n5z::.zzz. Jambs\\nSidney. Algernon 264\\nSnxHBY, Si?. Phllip 34\\nSlltus Italicus. note 207 j\\nSermond. John 793\\nSismondi 907\\nSkelton. John S\\nSmart. Christopher 363\\nSmlth. Adam\\nSmith. Al e xander\\nSmith. Captain Johbf,\\nS:::zh. Edmund, note\\nSmith. Horace\\nSmith. James\\nSmith, Samuel F.\\nSmith. Seba\\nSmith. Sydney\\nSmollett. Toeias\\nSmyth. Wtt.lt am.\\n:zates. noU\\nSomebttlle. Wtt.lt m.\\nsophocles\\nSophocles, note\\nS JBBLENNE. ZCT f\\n5:vz-:. B :zzzz. vote\\nB zzzzzrne. Thomas\\nSOUTHKY. BOtBHBS\\ni DTHWBX ROEEZZ\\nSparks. JaEZI. lOtl\\nSpencee. Herbert\\nSpencee. William R.\\nSpenseb. Edmund\\nSpeague. Ch.aet.es\\nStall. MaLa:le z.\\nSzzzzz. So Richard\\n^zzzz~. Eanny\\nSterne. Laueence\\nStkrnhot.t Ih::a?\\nStevens. George A.\\nStilks, Ezza\\nStill. Bishop\\n5i lz leg. Christian, not\\nStory, Joseph\\n5z:v.-:-:z n. Wllliam\\nStowell. LO P.d\\nSuckling. Sie John\\nSuetonius, note\\nSumner. Charles\\nSwift. Jonathan\\n506,\\n858\\n495\\n333\\n517\\n510\\n619\\n459\\n391\\n63\\n314\\n591\\n310\\n252\\n853\\n717\\n681\\nm\\n_:\\n504\\n901\\nm\\nm\\n23\\nm\\n_.\\n675\\n_\\n437\\nTacitus\\nTalfoued. To\\nTaney. Roger B.\\nTate and Beady\\nTaylob. Bayard\\n_\\\\-_vz z. henry\\nTayl b. Jane\\nTaylob. Jeremy, note\\nTayloe. John\\nJoen. note\\nTzllelz. See Wlluam\\nTennyson. Alfred\\nTebence\\nTertullian\\n169,\\n747\\n777\\n575\\n951\\n594\\n534\\n192\\n37C\\n20\\n_\\n702\\n756", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "XIV\\nINDEX OF AUTHORS.\\nPage\\nTheobald, .Louis 352\\nTheocritus, note 349\\nTheognis 694\\nThomas, Frederick W G79\\nThomson, James 355\\nThrale, Mrs 432\\nThucydides, note 726\\nThurlow, Lord 426\\nTibullus, note 106\\nTickell, Thomas 313\\nTillotson, John 266\\nTitus, Colonel, note 352\\nTobin, John 463\\nTolowlez, note 767\\nToplady, Augustus M., note 432\\nTourneur, Cyrdl 34\\nTownley, James 380\\nTrumbull, John 439\\nTucker, Dean 858\\nTuke, Samuel 670\\nTupper, Martin F 640\\nTusser, Thomas 20\\nUhland, Johann L 806\\nUnknown Authors 707\\nUsteri, J. M 805\\nValerius Maximus 622\\nVanbrugh, Sir John 684\\nVan Buren, Martin, note 364\\nVandyk, H. S 678\\nVarro, note 167\\nVaughan, Henry 263\\nVauvenargues 803\\nVegetius, note 425\\nVenning, Ralph 262\\nVillon 769\\nVirgil, note 185, 720, 810\\nVolney, note 592\\nVoltaire 800\\nVoss, J. H., note 811\\nWade, J. A 594\\nWalker, William 265\\nWallace, Horace B., note 361\\nWaller, Edmund 219\\nWalpole, Horace 389\\nHorace, note 592\\nWalpole, Sir Robert 304\\nSir Robert, note 592\\nPage\\nWalton, Izaak 206\\nWarburton, Thomas 859\\nWarner, William 38\\nWard, Thomas 857\\nWarton, Thomas 403\\nWashington, G-eorge 425\\nY/atson, William 855\\nWatts, Isaac 301\\nWebster, Daniel 529\\nWebster, John 180\\nWelby, Amelia B 681\\nWellington, Duke of 463\\nWells, William V 858\\nWesley, Charles 672\\nWesley, John 359\\nWhetstone, George, note 14\\nWhewell, William 169\\nWhite, Henry Kirke, note 592\\nWhittier, John G 618\\nWight, Rezin A 854\\nWilde, Richard H 677\\nWdllard, Emma 676\\nWilliams, Helen M 674\\nWilliams, Roger 208\\nWillis, Nathaniel P 655\\nNathanlel P., note 580\\nWilson, Alexander 860\\nWilson, John, note 558\\nWilson, Mrs. C. B 677\\nWinslow, Edward, note 283\\nWinthrop, John 670\\nWixthrop, Robert C 638\\nWither, George 199\\nWolcot, John 431\\nWolfe, Charles 563\\nWolfe, James 673\\nWoodworth, Samuel 537\\nw^ordsworth, wllliam 465\\nWotton, Sir Henry 174\\nWrother, Miss 683\\nWycherley, Wllliam, note 452\\nYalden, Thomas, note 181\\nYonge, Nicholas, note 711\\nYoung, Edward 306\\nYoung, Sir John, note 177\\nZamoyski, Jan 810\\nZouch, Thomas, note 209", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "INDEX OF AUTHORS. xv\\nANONYMOUS BOOKS CITED.\\nPage\\nAnnals op Sporting 855\\nBiographia Britannica, note 282\\nBiographia Dramatica, note 347\\nBook op Common Prayer 850\\nBritish Princes G85\\nCupid s Whirligig, note 446\\nDeutsche Rechts Alterthumer 858\\nDrunken Barnaby s Four Journeys 856\\nEncyclopaedia Britannica, note 784\\nGesta Romanorum 802\\nHealth to the Gentle Profession op Serving-men, note 360\\nHistory of the Family of Courtenay, note 802\\nLetters of Junius 688\\nMarriage of Wit and Wisdom 859\\nMenagiana, note 793\\nNew England Primer 687\\nPderre Patelin, note 771\\nRegimen Sanitatis Salernitanum, note 293\\nReturn from Parnassus 684\\nSpectator 857\\nThe Bible 812\\nThe Examines, May 31, 1829, note 313\\nThe Mock Romance, note 217\\nThe Nation, note 532\\nThe Skylark 854\\nWheeler s Magazine, note 690", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "FAMILIAR QUOTATIONS.\\nGEOFFREY CHAUCER. 1328-1400.\\n(From the text of Tyrwhitt.)\\nWhaxxe that April with his shoures sote\\nThe clroughte of March hath percecl to the rote.\\nCanterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 1.\\nAnd smale fonles makeri melodie,\\nThat slepen alle night with open eye,\\nSo priketh hem nature in hir corages\\nThan longen folk to gon on pilgrimages. Line 9.\\nAnd of his port as meke as is a mayde. Line 69.\\nHe was a veray parfit gentil knight.\\nHe eoucle songes make, and wel endite.\\nEul wel she sange the service devine,\\nEntuned in hire nose ful swetely\\nAnd Erenche she spake ful fayre and fetisly,\\nAfter the scole of Stratford atte bowe,\\nEor Erenche of Paris was to hire unknowe. Line 122.\\nA Clerk ther was of Oxenforcle also. Line 287.\\nEor him was lever han at his beddes hed\\nA twenty bokes, clothed in black or red,\\nOf Aristotle, and his philosophic,\\nThan robes riche, or fidel, or sautrie.\\nBut all be that he was a philosophre,\\nYet haclde he but litel gold in cofre, Line 295.\\n1", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "2 CHAUCER.\\nAnd gladly wolde lie lerne, and gladly teche.\\nCanterbury Tales. Prologue, Line 310.\\nJSTowher so besy a man as lie ther n as,\\nAnd yet he semed besier than he was. Line 323.\\nHis studie was but litel on the Bible. Line 440.\\nFor gold in phisike is a cordial\\nTherefore he loved gold in special. Line 445.\\nWide was his parish, and houses f er asonder. Line 493.\\nThis noble ensample to his shepe he yaf,\\nThat first he wrought, and afterwards he taught.\\nLine 498.\\nBut Cristes lore, and his apostles twelve,\\nHe taught but first he folwed it himselve. Line 529.\\nAnd yet he had a thonib of gold parde. 1 Line 565.\\nWho so shall telle a tale after a man,\\nHe moste reherse, as neighe as ever he can,\\nEverich word, if it be in his charge,\\nAll speke he never so rudely and so large\\nOr elles he moste tellen his tale untrewe,\\nOr feinen thinges, or finden wordes newe. Line 733.\\nFor May wol have no slogardie a-night.\\nThe seson priketh every gentil herte,\\nAnd maketh him out of his slepe to sterte.\\nThe Knightes Tale. Line 1044.\\nThat field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears. 2 Line 1524.\\nUp rose the sonne, and up rose Emelie. Line 2275.\\n1 In allusion to the proverb, Every honest miller has a golden thumb.\\n2 Fieldes have eies and woodes have eares. Heywood: Proverbes,\\npart ii. chap. v.\\nWode has erys, felde has sigt. King Edward and the Shepherd^ MS.\\nCirca 1300.\\nWalls have ears. Hazlitt: English Proverbs, etc. (ed. 1869) p. 446.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "CHAUCER. 3\\nMan be the travaille, and thin be the glorie.\\n:erbury Tales. The Knightes Tale, Line 2408.\\nT; mafcen vertue :z necessite. 1 Line 3044.\\nAnd brought mighty ale a large quart.\\nThe 21 Tilt. Line 3497.\\nTher n* is no werkman whatever he e\\nThat may both werken wel and hastily\\nThis wol be done leisure parfh\\nThe Marchantes Tale. Line 585.\\nYet in our ashen cold is fire yTeken. 4\\nThe Reves Prologue. Line 3880.\\nThe gretest ilerkes ten not the wisest nen.\\nT .i 7 L. ~;r:\\nS was hire _ whistle wel ywette. Line *m\\nIn his owen grese I made him frie. 5 Line 6069.\\nAnd foi see, and eek Cot tc be s-ie. 6\\nTkt Wif of Bathes Prologue, Line 6134.\\nAlso in Troilus and Cresseide, line 1587.\\n1 make a virtue of necessity. Shakespeake Two Giitlemen of\\nMai thew Hznp.y Comm. on Ps. xxxrii. Detde\\nPalamon and A\\nIn the additions of Hadrianus Julius to the Adages of Erasmus, he re-\\nmarks, under the head of Xecessitatem edere, that a very familiar proverb\\nirrent among his countrymen. Ne tessitatem in virtutem comma-\\ntare (To make ne oessity a virtue).\\nLaudein virtu tis neeessitati dam us (We give to necessity the praise of\\nvirtue). QonrnuAJi Inst Orat. i. i 14\\nBa waste. Betwood: Pros* part 1. chap. ii.\\nXothing can be done at once hastily and prudently. Pubuu; Sxkus\\nMaxim 357.\\n3 Ease and speed in doing a thing do not give the work lasting solidity or\\nexactness of beauty. Plltaech Life of Pe\\n4 E*en in our as t5 t their wonted zrr5. :r:.-T El- 03\\n7: irth in her own grease. Heywood: Proverbs, part i. chap. xi.\\n6 To see and to be seen. Bev Jghsox: Epithalamion si. Hi. I: i\\niOLDSMETB W rid, letter fl\\nSpectatum veniunt. veniunt spectentur ut ipsa (They come to see\\nthev come that they themselves may be seen). Ovtd T r-.e A 7", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "4 CHAUCER.\\nI hold a mouses wit not worth a leke,\\nThat hath but on hole for to sterten to. 1\\nCanterbury Tales. The Wif of Bathes Prologue. Line 6154.\\nLoke who that is most vertuous alway,\\nPrive and apert, and most entendeth ay\\nTo do the gentil dedes that he can,\\nAnd take him for the gretest gentilman.\\nThe Wif of Bathes Tale. Line 6695.\\nThat he is gentil that doth gentil dedis. 2 Line 6752.\\nThis flour of wifly patience.\\nThe Clerhes Tale. Part v. Line 8797.\\nThey demen gladly to the badder end.\\nThe Squieres Tale. Line 10538.\\nTherefore behoveth him a ful long spone,\\nThat shall eat with a fend. 3 Line 10916.\\nFie on possession,\\nBut if a man be vertuous withal.\\nThe Frankeleines Prologue. Line 10998.\\nTruth is the highest thing that man may keep.\\nThe Frankeleines Tale. Line 11789.\\nFull wise is he that can himselven knowe. 4\\nThe Monies Tale. Line 1449.\\n1 Consider the little mouse, how sagacious an animal it is which never\\nentrusts his life to one hole only. Plautus Truculentus, act iv. sc. 4.\\nThe mouse that always trusts to one poor hole\\nCan never be a mouse of any soul.\\nPope Paraphrase of the Prologue, line 298.\\n2 Handsome is that handsome does. Goldsmith: Vicar of Wakefield,\\nchap. i.\\n3 Hee must have a long spoon, shall eat with the devill. Heywood\\nProverbes, part ii. chap. v.\\nHe must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil. Shake-\\nspeare Comedy of Errors, act iv. sc. 3.\\n4 Thales was asked what was very difficult he said, To know one s\\nself. Diogenes Laertius Thales, ix.\\nKnow then thyself, presume not God to scan\\nThe proper study of mankind is man.\\nPope Epistle ii. line 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "CHAUCER. 5\\nMordre wol out, that see we day by day. 1\\nCanterbury Tales. The Nonnes Preestes Tale. Line 15058,\\nBut all thing which that shineth as the gold\\nXe is no gold, as I have herd it told. 2\\nThe Chanones Yemannes Tale. Line 16430.\\nThe firste vertue, sone, if thou wilt lere,\\nIs to restreine and kepen wel thy tonge.\\nThe Manciples Tale. Line 17281.\\nThe proverbe saith that many a sniale maketh a grate. 3\\nPersojies Tale.\\nOf harmes two the lesse is for to cheese. 4\\nTroilus and Creseide. Book ii. Line 470.\\nEight as an aspen lefe she gan to quake. Line 1201.\\nFor of fortunes sharpe adversite,\\nThe worst kind of infortune is this,\\nA man that hath been in prosperite,\\nAnd it remember whan it passed is. Book Hi. Line 1625,\\n1 Murder, though it have no tongue, will speak\\nWith most miraculous organ.\\nShakespeare Hamlet, act ii. sc. 2.\\n2 Tyrwhitt says this is taken from the Parabolae of Alanus de Insults,\\nwho died in 1294, Non teneas aurum totum quod splendet at aurum (Do\\nnot hold everything as gold which shines like gold).\\nAll is not golde that outward shewith bright. Ltdgate On the\\nMutability of Human Affairs.\\nGold all is not that doth golden seem. Spenser: Faerie Queene,\\nbook ii. canto viii. st. 14.\\nAll that glisters is not gold. Shakespeare: Merchant of Venice,\\nact ii. sc. 7. Googe: Fglogs, etc., 1563. Herbert: Jacula Prudentum.\\nAll is not gold that glisteneth. Middleton: A Fair Quarrel, verse 1.\\nAll, as they say, that glitters is not gold. Dryden: The Hind and\\nthe Panther.\\nQue tout n est pas or c on voit luire (Everything is not gold that one\\nsees shining), Li Diz defreire Denise Cordelier, circa 1300.\\n3 Many small make a great. Hetwood: Proverbes, part i. chap. xi.\\n4 Of two evils the less is always to be chosen. Thomas a Kempis:\\nImitation of Christ, book ii. chap. xii. Hooker Polity, book v. chap. Ixxxi.\\nOf two evils I have chose the least. Prior Imitation of Horace.\\nE duobus malis minimum eligendum (Of two evils, the least should be\\nchosen). Erasmus: Adages. Cicero: De Officiis, Hi. 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "6 CHAUCER.\\nHe helde about him alway, out of drede,\\nA world of folke.\\nCanterbury Tales. Troilus and Creseide. Booh Hi. Line 1721.\\nOne eare it heard, at the other out it went. 1\\nBooh iv. Line 435.\\nEke wonder last but nine deies never in toun. 2 Line 525.\\nI am right sorry for your heavinesse. Booh v. Line 146.\\nGo, little booke go, my little tragedie Line 1798.\\nYour duty is, as ferre as I can gesse.\\nThe Court of Love. Line 178.\\nThe lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne, 3\\nTh assay so hard, so sharpe the conquering.\\nThe Assembly of Fowles. Line 1.\\nFor out of the old fieldes, as men saithe,\\nCometh al this new corne fro yere to yere\\nAnd out of old bookes, in good faithe,\\nCometh al this new science that men lere. Line 22.\\nNature, the vicar of the Almightie Lord. Line 379.\\nO little booke, thou art so unconning,\\nHow darst thou put thy-self in prees for drede\\nThe Flower and the Leaf. Line 59.\\nOf all the floures in the mede,\\nThan love I most these floures white and rede,\\nSoch that men calien daisies in our toun.\\nPrologue of the Legend of Good Women. Line 41.\\nThat well by reason men it call may\\nThe daisie, or els the eye of the day,\\nThe emprise, and floure of floures all. Line 183.\\nFor iii may keep a counsel if twain be away. 4\\nThe Ten Commandments of Love.\\n1 Went in at the tone eare and out at the tother. Heywood Proverbes,\\npart ii. chap. ix.\\n2 This wonder lasted nine daies. Heywood Proverbes, part ii.\\nchap. i.\\n3 Ars longa, vita brevis (Art is long life is brief). Hippocrates\\nAphomsm i.\\n4 Three may keepe counsayle, if two be away. Heywood Proverbes,\\npart ii. chap. v.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "A KEMPIS. FORTESCUE.\\nTHOMAS A KEMPIS. 1380-1471.\\nMan proposes, but God disposes. 1\\nImitation of Christ. Book i. Chap. 19.\\nAnd when he is out of sight, quickly also is he out of\\nmind. 2 Chap. 23.\\nOf two evils, the less is always to be chosen. 3\\nBooh Hi. Chap. 12,\\nJOHX EOETESCUE. Circa 1395-1485.\\nMoche Crye and no Wull. 4 DeLaudibus Ley. Anylice. Chap. x.\\nComparisons are odious. 5 Chap. xix.\\ni This expression is of much greater antiquity. It appears in the\\nChronicle of Battel Abbey, p. 27 (Lower s translation), and in The\\nVision of Piers Ploughman, line 13994. 1550.\\nA man s heart deviseth his way; but the Lord directeth his\\nsteps. Proverbs xvi. 9.\\n2 Out of syght, out of mynd. Googe Eglogs. 1563.\\nAnd out of mind as soon as out of sight.\\nLord Brooke Sonnet hi.\\nFer from eze, fer from herte,\\nQuoth Hendyng.\\nHekdyng Proverbs, MSS. Circa 1320.\\nI do perceive that the old pro verbis be not alwaies trew. for I do finde\\nthat the absence of my Nath. doth breede in me the more coutinuall\\nremembrance of him. Anne Lady Bacon to Jane Lady Cornwallis, 1613.\\nOn page 19 of The Private Correspondence of I^ady Cornwallis, Sir\\nNathaniel Bacon speaks of the owlde proverbe, lt Out of sighte, out of\\nmynde.\\n3 See Chaucer, page 5.\\n4 All cry and no wool. Butler Hudibras, part i. canto i. line 852.\\n5 Cervantes Don Quixote (Lockhart s ed.), part ii. chap. i. Lyly\\nEuphues, 1580. Marlowe Lust s Dominion, act in. sc. 4. Burton\\nAnatomy of Melancholy, part Hi. sec. 3. Thomas Heyw t ood A Woman\\nhilled with Kindness (first ed. in 1607), act i. sc. 1. Donne Elegy, viii.\\nHerbert Jacula Prudentum. Grange Golden Aphrodite.\\nComparisons are odorous. Shakespeare Much Ado about Nothing,\\nact Hi. sc. 5.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "8 SKELTON. HEYWOOD.\\nJOHN SKELTON. Circa 1460-1529.\\nThere is nothynge that more dyspleaseth God,\\nThan from theyr children to spare the rod. 1\\nMagnyfycence. Line 1954.\\nHe ruleth all the rOSte. 2 Why Come ye not to Courte. Line 198.\\nIn the Spight of his teeth. 3 Qolyn Chute. Line 939.\\nHe knew what is what. 4 Line hog.\\nBy hoke ne by croke. 5 Line 1240.\\nThe wolfe from the dore. Line 1531.\\nOld proverbe says,\\nThat byrd ys not honest\\nThat fyleth hys OWne nest. 6 Poems against Garnesche.\\nJOHN HEYWOOD. 7 Circa 1565.\\nThe loss of wealth is loss of dirt,\\nAs sages in all times assert\\nThe happy mail s without a shirt. Be Merry Friends.\\n1 He that spareth the rod hateth his son. Proverbs xiii. 24.\\nThey spare the rod and spoyl the child. Ralph Yenning: Mysteries\\nand Revelations (second ed.), p. 5. 1649.\\nSpare the rod and spoil the child. Butler: Hudibras, pt. ii. c. i. I. 843.\\n2 Rule the rost. Hey wood: Proverbes, part i. chap. v.\\nHer that ruled the rost. Thomas Heywood History of Women.\\nRules the roast. Jonson, Chapman, Marston Eastward Ho, act\\nii. sc. 1. Shakespeare: 2 Henry VI. act i. sc. 1.\\n3 In spite of my teeth. Mtddleton: A Trick to catch the Old One,\\nact i. sc. 2. Fielding Eurydice Hissed.\\n4 He knew what s what. Butler: Hudibras, part i. canto i. line 149.\\n5 In hope her to attain by hook or crook. Spenser Faerie Queene.\\nbook Hi. canto i. st. 17.\\n6 It is a foule byrd that fyleth his owne nest. Heywood Proverbes,\\npart ii. chap. v.\\n7 The Proverbes of John Heywood is the earliest collection of English\\ncolloquial sayings. It was first printed in 1546. The title of the edition of\\n1562 is, John Heywoodes Woorkes. A Dialogue conteyning the number of\\nthe effectuall proverbes in the English tounge, compact in a matter concern-\\nynge two maner of Maryages, etc. The selection here given is from the\\nedition of 1874 (a reprint of 1598), edited by Julian Sharman.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "HEYWOGD. 9\\nLet the world slide, 1 let the world go\\nA rig for care, and a rig for woe\\nIf I can t pay. why I can owe.\\nAnd death makes equal the high and low.\\nBe Merry Friends.\\nAll a green willow, willow,\\nAll a green willow is my garland. The Green Willow.\\nHaste maketh waste. Proverbes. Part i. Chap. ii.\\nBeware of, Had I wist. 2 ibid.\\ni Good to he merie and wise. 3 ibid.\\nBeaten with his owne rod. 4 ibid.\\ni Look ere ye leape. 5 jud.\\nHe that will not when he may,\\nWhen he would he shall have nay. 6 chap. Hi.\\nThe fat is in the fire. 7 ibid.\\n1 Let the world slide. Towneley Mysteries. p. 101 (1420). Shakespeare\\nTaming of the Shrew, indue. 1. Beaumont and Fletcher Wit without\\nMoney, act v. sc. 2.\\n2 A common exclamation of regret occurring in Spenser. Harrington,\\nand the older writers. An earlier instance of the phrase occurs in the\\nTowneley Mysteries.\\n3 Tis good to be merry and wise. Joxson, Chapmax. Maeston:\\nEastward Eo 1 act i. sc. 1. Burns: Here 9 s a health to them that s awa\\\\\\n4 don fust\\nCon kint souvent est-on batu.\\n(By his own stick the prudent one is often beaten.)\\nRoman du Renart. circa 1300.\\n5 Look ere thou leap. In Tottel s Miscellany. 1557 and in Tusser s Five\\nHundred Points of Good Husbandry. Of Wiving and Thriving. 1573.\\nThou shouldst have looked before thou hadst leapt. Jonsox. Chap-\\nman. Marston: Eastward Ho. act v. sc. 1.\\nLook before you ere you leap. Butler Hudibras, pt. ii. c. ii. I. 502.\\n6 He that will not when he may,\\nWhen he will he shall have nay.\\nBurton: Anatomy of Melancholy.pt. Hi.\\nsec. 2. mem. 5, subs. 5.\\nHe that wold not when he might,\\nHe shall not when he wolda.\\nThe Baffled Knight. Percy: Relioues.\\nAll the fatt s in the fire. Marston What You Will. 1607.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "10 HEYWOOD,\\nWhen the sunne shineth, make hay.\\nProverbes. Part i. Chap. iii.\\nWhen the iron is hot, strike. 1 j^ t\\nThe tide tarrieth no man. 2 j id.\\nThan catch and hold while I may, fast bincle, fast finde. 3\\nIbid.\\nAnd while I at length debate and beate the bush,\\nThere shall steppe in other men and catch the burcles. 4\\nIbid.\\nWhile betweene two stooles my taile goe to the ground. 5\\nIbid.\\nSo many heads so many wits. 6 iud.\\nWedding is destiny,\\nAnd hanging likewise. 7 jud.\\n1 You should hammer your iron when it is glowing hot. Publius\\nSyrus Maxim 262.\\nStrike whilst the iron is hot. Rabelais booh ii. chap. xxxi. Web-\\nster: Westward Hoe. Tom A Lincolne. Farquhar The Beaux Strat-\\nagem, iv. 1.\\n2 Hoist up saile while gale cloth last,\\nTide and wind stay no man s pleasure.\\nRobert Soutpiwell St. Peter s Complaint. 1595.\\nNae man can tether time or tide. Burns Tarn O Shanter.\\n3 Fast bind, fast find\\nA proverb never stale in thrifty mind.\\nShakespeare Merchant of Venice, act ii. sc. 5.\\nAlso in Jests of Scogin. 1565.\\n4 It is this proverb which Henry V. is reported to have uttered at the\\nsiege of Orleans. Shall I beat the bush and another take the bird?\\nsaid King Henry.\\n5 Entre deux arcouns chet cul a terre (Between two stools one sits on the\\nground). Les Proverbes del Vilain, MS, Bodleian. Circa 1303.\\nS asseoir entre deux selles le cul a terre (One falls to the ground in\\ntrying to sit on two stools). Rabeeais booh i. chap. ii.\\n6 As many men, so many minds. Terence Phormio, ii. 3.\\nAs the saying is, So many heades, so many wittes. Queen Eliza-\\nbeth Godly Meditacyon of the Christian Sowle. 1548.\\nSo many men so many mindes. Gascotgne: Glass of Government.\\n7 Hanging and wiving go by destiny. The Schole-hous for Women.\\n1541. Shakespeare Merchant of Venice, act 2. sc. 9.\\nMarriage and hanging go by destiny matches are not made in heaven.\\nBurton Anatomy of Melancholy, part iii. sec. 2, mem. 5, subs. 5.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "HEY WOOD. 11\\nHappy man, happy dole. 1 Proverbes. Part i. Chap. Hi.\\nGod never sends th mouth but he sendeth meat. chap. iv.\\nLike will to like. ibid.\\nA hard beginning maketh a good ending. iua.\\nWhen the skie faith we shall have Larkes. 2 ibid.\\nMore frayd then hurt. md.\\nEeare may force a man to cast beyond the moone. 3 md,\\nNothing is impossible to a willing hart. ibid.\\nThe wise man sayth, store is no sore. chap. v.\\nLet the world wagge, 4 and take mine ease in myne Inne. 5\\nibid.\\ni Kule the rost. 6 md.\\n4 Hold their noses to grinstone. 7 ibid.\\nBetter to give then to take. 8 md.\\nWhen all candles bee out, all cats be gray. md.\\nI No man ought to looke a given horse in the mouth. 9 md.\\n1 Happ}^ man be his dole. Shakespeare Merry Wives, act Hi. sc. 4;\\nWinter s Tale, act i. sc. 2. Butler Hudibras, part i. canto Hi. line 168.\\n2 Si les nues tomboyent esperoyt prendre les alouettes (If the skies fall,\\none may hope to catch larks). Rabelais booh i. chap. xi.\\n3 To cast beyond the moon, is a phrase in frequent use by the old writers.\\nLyly Euphues, p. 78. Thomas Heywood A Woman Killed with\\nKindness.\\n4 Let the world slide. Shakespeare Taming of the Shrew, ind. 1\\nand, Let the world slip, ind. 2.\\n5 Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn Shakespeare: 1 Henry\\nIV. act Hi. sc. 2.\\n6 See Skelton, page 8. Shakespeare: 2 Henry VI. act i. sc. 1.\\nThomas Heywood: History of Women.\\n7 Hold their noses to the grindstone. Middleton Blurt, Master-\\nConstable, act Hi. sc. 3.\\n8 It is more blessed to give than to receive. John xx. 35.\\n9 This proverb occurs in Rabelais, book i. chap. xi. in Vulgaria Stam-\\nbrigi, circa 1510 in Butler, part i. canto i. line 490. Archbishop Trench says\\nthis proverb is certainly as old as Jerome of the fourth century, who, when\\nsome found fault with certain writings of his, replied that they were free-will\\nofferings, and that it did not behove to look a gift horse in the mouth.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "12 HEYWOOD.\\nI perfectly feele even at rny fingers end. 1\\nProverbes. Part i. Chap. vi.\\nA sleveless errand. 2 Chap, vii.\\nWe both be at our wittes end. 3 Chap. xlii.\\nEeckeners without their host must recken twice. ibid.\\nA day after the faire. 4 ibid.\\nCut rny cote after my cloth. 5 ibid.\\nThe neer to the church, the further from God. 6 chap. ix.\\nNow for good lucke, cast an old shooe after me. ibid.\\nBetter is to bow then breake. 7 ibid.\\nIt hurteth not the toung to give faire words. 8 ibid.\\nTwo heads are better then one. md.\\nA short horse is soone currid. 9 Chap. x.\\nTo tell tales out of schoole. ibid.\\nTo hold with the hare and run with the hound. 10 ibid.\\n1 Rabelais: booh iv. chop. liv. At my fingers ends. Shakespeare\\nTwelfth Night, act i. sc. 3.\\n2 The origin of the word sleveless, in the sense of unprofitable, has\\ndefied the most careful research. It is frequently found allied to other\\nsubstantives. Bishop Hall speaks of the sleveless tale of transubstanti-\\nation, and Milton writes of a sleveless reason. Chaucer uses it in the\\nTestament of Love. Sharman.\\n3 At their wit s end. Psalm evil. 27.\\n4 Thomas Heywood If you know not me, etc., 1605. Taelton\\nJests, 1611.\\n5 A relic of the Sumptuary Laws. One of the earliest instances occurs,\\n1530, in the interlude of Godly Queene Hester.\\n6 Qui est pres de l eglise est souvent loin de Dieu (He who is near the\\nChurch is often far from God). Les Proverbes Communs. Circa 1500.\\n7 Rather to bowe than breke is profitable\\nHumylite is a thing commendable.\\nThe Morale Proverbs of Cristyne; translated from\\nthe French (1390) by Earl Rivers, and printed\\nby Caxton in 1478.\\n8 Fair words never hurt the tongue. Jonson, Chapman, Marston\\nEastward Ho, act iv. sc 1.\\n9 Fletcher Valentinian, act ii. sc. 1.\\n10 Humphrey Robert: Complaint for Reformation, 1572. Lyly\\nEuphues, 1579 (Arber s reprint), p. 107.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "HEYWOOD. 13\\nShe is nether fish nor flesh, nor good red herring. 1\\nProverbes. Part i. Chap. x.\\nAll is well that endes well. 2 iud.\\nOf a good beginning conieth a good end. 3 md.\\nShee had seene far in a milstone. 4 ibid.\\nBetter late than never. 5 md.\\nWhen the steede is stolne, shut the stable durre. 6 ibid.\\nPryde will have a fall\\nFor pry de goeth before and shame commeth after. 7 ibid.\\nShe looketh as butter would not melt in her mouth. 8\\nIbid.\\nThe still sowe eats up all the draffe. 9 md.\\nIll weede growth fast. 10 ibid.\\n1 Neither fish nor flesh, nor good red herring. Sir H. Sheres Satyr\\non the Sea Officers. Tom Brown: jEneus Sylvius s Letter. Dryden:\\nEpilogue to the Duke of Guise.\\n2 Si finis bonus est, totum bonum erit (If the end be well, all will be well).\\nGestce Romanorum. Tale Ixvii.\\n3 Who that well his warke beginneth,\\nThe rather a good ende he winneth.\\nGower Confessio Amantis.\\n4 Lyly Euphues (Arber s reprint), p. 288.\\n5 Tusser: Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry, An Habitation\\nEnforced. Bunyan Pilgrim s Progress. Mathew Henry: Commenta-\\nries, Matthew xxi. Murphy The School for Guardians.\\nPotius sero quam nunquam (Rather late than never). Livy: iv. ii. 11.\\n6 Quant le cheval est emble dounke ferme fols Testable (When the horse\\nhas been stolen, the fool shuts the stable). Les Proverbes del Vilain.\\n7 Pride goeth before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall.\\nProverbs xvi. 18.\\nPryde goeth before, and shame cometh behynde. Treatise of a Gallant.\\nCirca 1510.\\n8 She looks as if butter would not melt in her mouth. Swift Polite\\nConversation.\\n9 Tis old, but true, still swine eat all the draff. Shakespeare Merry\\nWives of Windsor, act iv. sc. 2.\\n10 Ewyl weed ys sone y-growe. MS. Harleian, circa 1490.\\nAn ill weed grows apace. Chapman An Humorous Day s Mirth.\\nGreat weeds do grow apace. Shakespeare Richard III. act ii. sc. 4.\\nBeaumont and Fletcher The Coxcomb, act iv. sc. 4.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "14 HEYWOOD.\\nIt is a deere collop\\nThat is cut out of th owne flesh. 1\\nProverbes. Part i. Chap. x.\\nBeggars should be no choosers. 2 j^.\\nEvery cocke is proud on his owne dunghill. 3 chap, xi.\\nThe rolling stone never gathereth mosse. 4 ibid.\\nTo robbe Peter and pay Poule. 5 ibid.\\nA man may well bring a horse to the water.\\nBut he cannot make him drinke without he will. ibid.\\nMen say, kinde will creepe where it may not goe. 6 ibid.\\nThe cat would eate fish, and would not wet her feete. 7\\nibid.\\nWhile the grasse groweth the horse starveth. 8 ibid.\\n1 God knows thou art a collop of my flesh. Shakespeare 1 Henry\\nVI. act v. sc. 4.\\n2 Beggars must be no choosers. Beaumont and Fletcher: The\\nScornful Lady, act v. sc. 3.\\n3 J?et coc is kene on his owne mixenne. \\\\e Ancren Risole. Circa 1250.\\n4 The storie that is rolling can gather no moss. Tusser Five Hundred\\nPoints of Good Husbandry.\\nA rolling stone gathers no moss. Publius Syrus Maxim 524.\\nGosson Ephemerides of Phialo. Marston The Fawn.\\nPierre volage ne queult mousse (A rolling stone gathers no moss).\\nDe Vhermite qui se desespera pour le larron que ala enparadis avant que lui,\\n13th century.\\n5 To rob Peter and pay Paul is said to have derived its origin when, in\\nthe reign of Edward VI., the lands of St. Peter at Westminster were appro-\\npriated to raise money for the repair of St. Paul s in London.\\n6 You know that love\\nWill creep in service when it cannot go.\\nShakespeare Two Gentlemen of Verona, act\\niv. sc. 2.\\n7 Shakespeare alludes to this proverb in Macbeth\\nLetting I dare not wait upon I would,\\nLike the poor cat V the adage.\\nCat lufat visch, ac he nele his feth wete. MS. Trinity College, Cam-\\nbridge, circa 1250.\\n8 Whylst grass doth grow, oft sterves the seely steede. Whetstone\\nPromos and Cassandra. 1578.\\nWhile the grass grows\\nThe proverb is something musty.\\nShakespeare Hamlet, act Hi. sc. 4.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "HEY WOOD. 15\\nBetter one byrde in hand than ten in the wood. 1\\nProverbes. Part i. Chap. xi.\\nRome was not built in one day. ibid.\\nYee have many strings to your bowe. 2 jbid.\\nMany small make a great. 3 ibid.\\nChildren learne to creepe ere they can learne to goe.\\nibid.\\nBetter is halfe a lofe than no bread. ibid.\\nXought venter nought have. 4 ibid.\\nChildren and f ooles cannot lye. 5 ibid.\\nSet all at sixe and seven. 6 ibid.\\nAll is fish that comth to net. 7 ibid.\\nWho is worse shod than the shoemaker s wife 8 iud.\\nOne good turne asketh another. ibid.\\nBy hooke or crooke. 9 ibid.\\n1 An earlier instance occurs in Hey wood, in his Dialogue on \\\\Yit and\\nFolly, circa 1530.\\n2 Two strings to his bow. Hooker Polity, booh v. chap. Ixxx. Chap-\\nman D Ambois, act ii. sc. 3. Butler: Hudibras, part Hi. canto i. line 1.\\nChurchill The Ghost, booh iv. Fielding: Love in Several Masques, sc. 13.\\n3 See Chaucer, page 5.\\n4 Naught venture naught have. Tusser: Five Hundred Points of Good\\nHusbandry. October Abstract.\\n5 Tis an old saw, Children and fooles speake true. Lyly Endymion.\\n6 Set all on sex and seven. Chaucer: Troilus and Cresseide, booh iv.\\nline 623; also Towneley Mysteries.\\nAt six and seven. Shakespeare Richard II. act ii. sc. 2.\\n7 All s fish they get that cometh to net. Tusser: Five Hundred Points\\nof Good Husbandry. February Abstract.\\nWhere all is fish that cometh to net. Gascoigne: Steele Glas. 1575.\\n8 Him that makes shoes go barefoot himself. Burton: Anatomy of\\nMelancholy. Democritus to the Reader.\\n9 This phrase derives its origin from the custom of certain manors where\\ntenants are authorized to take fire-bote by hooh or by crook that is, so much\\nof the underwood as may be cut with a crook, and so much of the loose tim-\\nber as may be collected from the boughs by means of a hook. One of the\\nearliest citations of this proverb occurs in John Wycliffe s Controversial\\nTracts, circa 1370. See Skelton, page 8. Rabelais booh v. chap. xiii.\\nDu Bartas: The Map of Man. Spenser Faerie Queene, booh Hi. canto\\ni. st. 17. Beaumont and Fletcher: Women Pleased, act i. sc. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "16 HEY WOOD.\\nShe frieth in her owne grease. 1 Proverbes. Part i. Chap. xi.\\nWho waite for dead men shall goe long barefoote. md.\\nI pray thee let me and my fellow have\\nA haire of the dog that bit us last night. 2 j t\\nBut in deede,\\nA friend is never knowne till a man have neede. ibid.\\nThis wonder (as wonders last) lasted nine daies. 3\\nPart ii. Chap. i.\\nNew brome swepth cleene. 4 Joi\\nAll thing is the woorse for the wearing.\\nBurnt child fire dredth. 5 chap. a.\\nAll is not Gospell that thou doest speake. 6 jud.\\nLove me litle, love me long. 7 jud.\\nA fooles bolt is soone shot. 8 chap, m,\\nA woman hath nine lives like a cat. 9 chap. \\\\v.\\nA peny for your thought. 10 ibid.\\n1 See Chaucer, page 3.\\n2 In old receipt books we find it invariably advised that an inebriate\\nshould drink sparingly in the morning some of the same liquor which he had\\ndrunk to excess over-night.\\n3 See Chaucer, page 6.\\n4 Ah, well I wot that anew broome sweepeth cleane Lyly Euphues\\n(Arber s reprint),/?. 89.\\n5 Brend child fur dredth,\\nQuoth Hendyng.\\nProverbs of Hendyng. MSS.\\nA burnt child dreadeth the fire. Lyly: Euphues (Arber s reprint),\\np. 319.\\n6 You do not speak gospel. Rabelais booh i. chap. xiii.\\n7 Marlowe Jew of Malta, act iv. sc. 6. Bacon Formularies.\\n8 Sottes bolt is sone shote. Proverbs of Hendyng. MSS.\\n9 It has been the Providence of Nature to give this creature nine lives\\ninstead of one. Pilpay The Greedy and Ambitious Cat, fable Hi. b. c.\\n10 Lyly: Euphues (Arber s reprint), p. 80.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "HEYWOOD. 17\\nYou Stand in your OWne light. Proverbes. Part ii. Chap. iv.\\nThough chaunge be no robbry. ibid.\\nMight have gone further and have fared worse. ibid.\\nThe grey mare is the better horse. 1 ibid.\\nThree may keepe counsayle, if two be away. 2 chap. v.\\nSmall pitchers have wyde eares. 3 ibid.\\nMany hands make light warke. Ibid.\\nThe greatest Clerkes be not the wisest men. 4 ibid.\\nOut of Gods blessing into the warme Sunne. 5 ibid.\\nThere is no fire without some smoke. 6 ibid.\\nOne swallow maketh not summer. 7 ibid.\\nFieldes have eies and woods have eares. 8 ibid.\\nA cat may looke on a King. ibid.\\n1 Pryde and Abuse of Women, 1550. The Marriage of True Wit and\\nScience. Butler Hudibras, part ii. canto i. line 698. Fielding The\\nGrub Street Opera, act ii. sc. 4. Prior Epilogue to Lucius.\\nLord Macaulay {History of England, vol. i. chap. Hi.) thinks that this\\nproverb originated in the preference generally given to the gray mares of\\nFlanders over the finest coach-horses of England. Macaulay, however, is\\nwriting of the latter half of the seventeenth century, while the proverb was\\nused a century earlier.\\n2 See Chaucer, page 6.\\nTwo may keep counsel when the third s away. Shakespeare\\nTitus Andronicus, act iv. sc. 2.\\n3 Pitchers have ears. Shakespeare Richard III. act ii. sc. 4.\\n4 See Chaucer, page 3.\\n5 Thou shalt come out of a warme sunne into Gods blessing. Lyly:\\nEuphues.\\nThou out of Heaven s benediction comest\\nTo the warm sun.\\nShakespeare Lear, act ii. sc. 2.\\n6 Ther can no great smoke arise, but there must be some fire. Lyly\\nEuphues (Arber s reprint), p. 153.\\n7 One swallowe prouveth not that summer is neare. Northbrooke\\nTreatise against Dancing. 1577.\\n8 See Chaucer, page 2.\\n2", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "18 HEY WOOD.\\nIt is a fpule byrd that fyleth his owne nest. 1\\nProverbes. Part ii. Chap. v.\\nHave yee him on the hip. 2 IbkL\\nHee must have a long spoone, shall eat with the devill. 3\\nIbid.\\nIt had need to bee\\nA wylie mouse that should breed in the cats eare. 4 md.\\nLeape out of the frying pan into the fyre. 5 jud.\\nTime trieth troth in every doubt. 6 j^\\nMad as a march hare. 7 7^\\nMuch water goeth by the mill\\nThat the miller knoweth not of. 8\\nHe must needes goe whom the devill doth drive. 9\\nChap. vii.\\nSet the cart before the horse. 10 j^ m\\n1 See Skelton, page 8.\\n2 I have thee on the hip. Shakespeare Merchant of Venice, act iv.\\nsc. 1 Othello, act ii. sc. 7.\\n3 See Chaucer, page 4.\\n4 A hardy mouse that is bold to breed e\\nIn cattis eeris.\\nOrder of Foles. MS. circa 1450.\\n5 The same in Don Quixote (Lockhart s ed.), part i. book ill. chap. Ic.\\nBunyan Pilgrim s Progress. Fletcher The Wi Id-Goose Chase,\\nact iv. sc. 3.\\n6 Time trieth truth. TotteVs Miscellany, reprint 1867, p. 221.\\nTime tries the troth in everything. Tusser Five Hundred Points\\nof Good Husbandry. Author s Epistle, chap. i.\\n7 I save, thou madde March hare. Skelton Replycation against cer-\\ntayne yong scolers.\\n8 More water glideth by the mill\\nThan wots the miller of.\\nShakespeare Titus Andronicus, act ii. sc. 7.\\n9 An earlier instance of this proverb occurs in Hey wood s Johan the\\nHusbande. 1533.\\nHe must needs go whom the devil drives. Shakespeare All s Well\\nthat Ends Well, act i. sc. 3. Cervantes Bon Quixote, part i. book iv.\\nchap. iv. Gosson Ephemerides of Phialo. Peele Edward I.\\n10 Others set carts before the horses. Rabelais book v. chap. xxii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "HEY WOOD. 19\\nThe moe the merrier. 1 Proverbes. Part ii. Chap, vii.\\nTo th end of a shot and beginning of a fray. 2 ibid.\\nIt is better to be\\nAn old man s derling than a yong man s werling. ibid.\\nBe the day never so long,\\nEvermore at last they ring to evensong. 3 ibid.\\n4 The moone is made of a greene cheese. 4 ibid,\\nI know on which side my bread is buttred. ibid.\\n5 It will not out of the flesh that is bred in the bone. 5\\nChap. viii.\\nWho is so deafe or so blinde as is hee\\nThat wilfully will neither heare nor see 6 chap. ix.\\nThe wrong sow by th eare. 7 md.\\nWent in at the tone eare and out at the tother. 8 ibid.\\nLove me, love my dog. 9 ibid.\\n1 Gascoigne: Roses, 1575. Title of a Boole of Epigrams, 1608, Beau-\\nmont and Fletcher The Scornful Lady, act i. sc. 1 The Sea Voyage,\\nact i. sc. 2.\\n2 To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a feast. Shakespeare\\n2 Henry IV. act iv. sc. 2.\\n3 Be the day short or never so long,\\nAt length it ringeth to even song.\\nQuoted at the Stake by George Tankerfield (1555).\\nFox Book of Martyrs, chap. vii. p. 346.\\n4 Jack Jugler, p. 46. Rabelais book i. chap. xi. Blackloch\\nHatchet of Heresies, 1565. Butler Hudibras, part ii. canto Hi. line 263.\\n5 What is bred in the bone will never come out of the flesh. Pilpay\\nThe Two Fishermen, fable xiv.\\nIt will never out of the flesh that s bred in the bone. Jonson Every\\nMan in his Humour, act i. sc. 1.\\n6 None so deaf as those that will not hear. MathewTIenry Com-\\nmentaries. Psalm Iviii.\\n7 He has the wrong sow by the ear. Jonson Every Man in his\\nHumour, act ii. sc. 1.\\n8 See Chaucer, page 6.\\n9 Chapman Widow s Tears, 1612.\\nA proverb in the time of Saint Bernard was, Qui me amat, amet et\\ncanem meum (Who loves me will love my dog also). Sermo Primus.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "20 HEYWOOD. TUSSER.\\nAn ill winde that bloweth no man to good. 1\\nProverbes. Part i. Chap. ix.\\nFor when I gave you an inch, you tooke an ell. 2\\nWould yee both eat your cake and have your cake 3\\nibid.\\nEvery man for himself e and God for us all. 4 ibid.\\nThough he love not to buy the pig in the poke. 5 ibid.\\nThis hitteth the naile on the hed. 6 chap. xi.\\nEnough is as good as a feast. 7 ibid.\\nTHOMAS TUSSEE. Circa 1515-1580.\\nGod sendeth and giveth both mouth and the meat. 8\\nFive Hundred Points of Good Husbandry.\\nExcept wind stands as never it stood,\\nIt is an ill wind turns none to good.\\nA Description of the Properties of Wind.\\nAt Christmas play and make good cheer,\\nFor Christmas comes but once a year.\\nThe Farmer s Daily Diet.\\n1 Falstaff. What wind blew you hither. Pistol\\nPistol Xot the ill wind which blows no man to good.\\nShakespeare 2 Henry IV. act v. sc. 3.\\n2 Give an inch, he 11 take an ell. Webster: Sir Thomas Wyatt.\\n3 Wouldst thou both eat thy cake and have it? Herbert The Size.\\n4 Every man for himself, his own ends, the devil for all. Burton\\nAnatomy of Melancholy, part Hi. sec. i. mem. Hi.\\n5 For buying or selling of pig in a poke. Tusser Five Hundred\\nPoints of Good Husbandry. September Abstract.\\n6 You have there hit the nail on the head. Rabelais: bh. Hi. ch. xxxi.\\n7 Dives and Pauper, 1493. Gascoigne Poesies, 1575. Pope: Horace,\\nbooh i. Fp. mi. line 24. Fielding Covent Garden Tragedy, act v. sc. 1.\\nBickerstaff Love in a Village, act Hi. sc. 1.\\n8 God sends meat, and the Devil sends cooks. John Taylor Works,\\nvol. ii. p. 85 (1630), Ray: Proverbs. Garrick: Epigram on Goldsmith s\\nRetaliation.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "TUSSER. EDWARDS. 21\\nSuch, mistress, such. Xan,\\nSuch master, such, man. 1\\nFive Hundred Points of Good Husbandry.\\nApril s Abstract.\\nWho goeth a borrowing\\nGoeth a Sorrowing. June s Abstract.\\nT is merry in hall\\nWhere beards wag all. 2 August s Abstract.\\nNaught Venture naught have. 3 October s Abstract,\\nDry sun, dry wind\\nSafe bind, safe find. 4 Washing.\\nEICHAED EDWAEDS. Circa 1523-1566.\\nThe fallyng out of faithfull f rends is the renuvng of loue. 5\\nThe Paradise of Dainty Devices.\\n1 On the authority of M. Cimber, of the Bibliotheque Royale, we owe\\nthis proverb to Chevalier Bayard Tel maitre, tel valet.\\n2 Merry swithe it is in halle,\\nWhen the beards waveth alle.\\nLife of Alexander, 1312.\\nThis has been wrongly attributed to Adam Davie. There the line runs,\\nSwithe mury hit is in halle,\\nWhen burdes waiven alle.\\n3 See Heywood, page 15.\\n4 See Heywood, page 10. Shakespeare Merchant of Venice, act\\nii. sc. 5.\\n5 The anger of lovers renews the strength of love. Publius Syrus\\nMaxim 24.\\nLet the falling out of friends be a renewing of affection. Lyly\\nEuphues.\\nThe falling out of lovers is the renewiug of love. Burton Anatomy\\nof Melancholy, part Hi. sec. 2.\\nAmantium iras amoris integratiost (The quarrels of lovers are the renewal\\nof love). Terence Andria, act Hi. sc. 5.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "22 DYER. STILL.\\nEDWAED DYEK. Circa 1540-1607.\\nMy mind to me a kingdom is\\nSuch present joys therein I find,\\nThat it excels all other bliss\\nThat earth affords or grows by kind\\nThough much I want which most would have,\\nYet still my mind forbids to crave.\\nMS. Bawl. 85 p. 17A\\nSome have too much, yet still do crave\\nI little have, and seek no more\\nThey are but poor, though much they have,\\nAnd I am rich with little store\\nThey poor, I rich they beg, I give\\nT^ey lack, I have they pine, I live. ibid.\\nBISHOP STILL (JOHN). 1543-1607.\\nI cannot eat but little meat,\\nMy stomach is not good\\nBut sure I think that I can drink\\nWith him that wears a hood.\\nGammer Gurton s Needle, 2 Act ii.\\n1 There is a very similar but anonymous copy in the British Museum.\\nAdditional MS. 15225, p. 85. And there is an imitation in J. Sylvester s\\nWorks, p. 651. Hannah Courtly Poets.\\nMy mind to me a kingdom is\\nSuch perfect joy therein I find,\\nAs far exceeds all earthly bliss\\nThat God and Nature hath assigned.\\nThough much I want that most would have,\\nYet still my mind forbids to crave.\\nBykd Psalmes, Sonnets, etc. 1588.\\nMy mind to me an empire is,\\nWhile grace affordeth health.\\nRobert Southwell (1560-1595) Loo Home.\\nMens regnum bona possidet (A good mind possesses a kingdom).\\nSeneca Thyestes, ii. 380.\\n2 Stated by Dyce to be from a MS. of older date than Gammer Gurton s\\nNeedle. See Skelton s Works (Dyce s ed.), vol. i. pp. vii-x, note.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0048.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "STILL. STERNHOLD. ROYPOX. 23\\nBack and side go bare, go bare,\\nBoth foot and hand go cold\\nBut, belly, God send thee good ale enough,\\nWhether it be new or old.\\nGammer Gurton s Needle. Act ii.\\nTHOMAS STEKXHOLD. Circa 1549.\\nThe Lord descended from above\\nAnd bow d the heavens high\\nAnd underneath his feet he cast\\nThe darkness of the sky.\\nOn cherubs and on cherubims\\nFull royally he rode\\nAnd on the wings of all the winds\\nCame flying all abroad.\\nA Metrical Version of Psalm civ.\\nMATHEW ROYDON. Circa 1586.\\nA sweet attractive kinde of grace,\\nA full assurance given by lookes,\\nContinuall comfort in a face\\nThe lineaments of Gospell bookes.\\nAn Elegie or Friend s Passion for his Astrophill. 1\\nWas never eie did see that face.\\nWas never eare did heare that tong.\\nWas never minde did minde his grace.\\nThat ever thought the travell long\\nBut eies and eares and ev ry thought\\nWere with his sweete perfections caught. ibid.\\n1 This piece (ascribed to Spenser) was printed in The Phamix* Nest, 4to,\\n1593, where it is anonymous. Todd has shown that it was written by\\nMathew Roy don.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0049.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "24 COKE. PEELE.\\nSIR EDWARD COKE. 1549-1634.\\nThe gladsome light of jurisprudence. First Institute\\nReason is the life of the law nay, the common law\\nitself is nothing else but reason. The law, which is\\nperfection of reason. 1 Ibidt\\nEor a man s house is his castle, et domus sua cuique\\ntutissimum refugium. 2 Third Institute. Page 162.\\nThe house of every one is to him as his castle and\\nfortress, as well for his defence against injury and vio-\\nlence as for his repose. Semayne s Case, 5 Rep. 91.\\nThey (corporations) cannot commit treason, nor be\\noutlawed nor excommunicate, for they have no souls.\\nCase of Sutton s Hospital, 10 Rep. 32.\\nMagna Charta is such a fellow that he will have no\\nSovereign. Debate in the Commons, May 17, 1628.\\nSix hours in sleep, in law s grave study six,\\nFour spend in prayer, the rest on Nature fix. 3\\nTranslation of lines quoted by Coke.\\nGEORGE PEELE. 1552-1598.\\nHis golden locks time hath to silver turned\\ntime too swift swiftness never ceasing\\nHis youth gainst time and age hath ever spurned,\\nBut spurned in vain youth waneth by encreasing.\\nSonnet. Polyhymnia,\\n1 Let us consider the reason of the case. For nothing is law that is not\\nreason. Sir John Powell: Coggs vs. Bernard, 2 Ld. Raym. Rep. p. 911.\\n2 Pandects, lib. ii. tit. iv. Be in Jus vocando.\\n3 Seven hours to law, to soothing slumber seven\\nTen to the world allot, and all to heaven.\\nSir William Jones.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0050.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "PEELE. RALEIGH. 25\\nHis helmet now shall make a hive for bees,\\nAnd lovers songs be turned to holy psalms\\nA man-at-arms must now serve on his knees,\\nAnd feed on prayers, which are old age s alms.\\nSonnet. Polyhymnia,\\nMy merry, merry, merry roundelay\\nConcludes with Cupid s curse\\nThey that do change old love for new,\\nPray gods, they Ghange for worse Cupid s Curse.\\nSIB WALTEE KALEIGH. 1552-1618.\\nIf all the world and love were young,\\nAnd truth in every shepherd s tongue,\\nThese pretty pleasures might me move\\nTo live with thee, and be thy love.\\nThe Nymph 1 s Reply to the Passionate Shepherd.\\nFain would I, but I dare not I dare, and yet I may not\\nI may, although I care not, for pleasure when I play not.\\nFain Would I.\\nPassions are likened best to floods and streams\\nThe shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb. 1\\nThe Silent Lover.\\nSilence in love bewrays more woe\\nThan words, though ne er so witty\\nA beggar that is dumb, you know,\\nMay challenge double pity. ibid.\\nGo, Soul, the body s guest,\\nUpon a thankless arrant\\nFear not to touch the best,\\nThe truth shall be thy warrant\\nGo, since I needs must die,\\nAnd give the world the lie. The Lie.\\n1 Altissima quseque flumina minimo sono labi (The deepest rivers flow\\nwith the least sound). Q. Cuetius, vii. 4. 13.\\nSmooth runs the water where the brook is deep. Shakespeare 2\\nHenry VI. act Hi. sc. i.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0051.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "26 RALEIGH.\\nMethought I saw the grave where Laura lay. 1\\nVerses to Edmund Spenser.\\nCowards [may] fear to die but courage stout,\\nRather than live in snuff, will be put out.\\nOn the snuff of a candle the night before he died. Raleigh s\\nRemains, p. 258, ed. 1661.\\nEven such is time, that takes in trust\\nOur youth, our joys, our all we have,\\nAnd pays us but with age and dust\\nWho in the dark and silent grave,\\nWhen we have wandered all our ways,\\nShuts up the story of our days.\\nBut from this earth, this grave, this dust,\\nMy God shall raise me up, I trust\\nWritten the night before his death. Found in his\\nBible in the Gate-house at Westminster.\\nShall I, like an hermit, dwell\\nOn a rock or in a cell Poem.\\nIf she undervalue me,\\nWhat care I how fair she be 2 ibid.\\nIf she seem not chaste to me,\\nWhat care I how chaste she be ibid.\\nFain would I climb, yet fear I to fall. 3\\n[History] hath triumphed over time, which besides it\\nnothing but eternity hath triumphed over.\\nEistorie of the World. Preface.\\neloquent, just, and mightie Death whom none could\\nadvise, thou hast perswaded what none hath dared,\\nthou hast done and whom all the world hath nattered,\\n1 Methought I saw my late espoused saint. Milton: Sonnet xxiii.\\nMethought I saw the footsteps of a throne. Wordsworth Sonnet.\\n2 If she be not so to me,\\nWhat care I how fair she be\\nGeorge Wither The Shepherd s Resolution.\\n3 Written in a glass window obvious to the Queen s eye. Her Majesty,\\neither espying or being shown it, did under-write, 4 If thy heart fails thee,\\nclimb not at all. Fuller: Worthies of England, vol. i. p. 419.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0052.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "RALEIGH. SPENSEE. 27\\nthou only hast cast out of the world and despised. Thou\\nhast drawne together all the farre stretched greatnesse,\\nall the pride, crueltie, and ambition of man, and covered\\nit all over with these two narrow words, Hie jacet\\nBooh v. Part 1,\\nEDMUND SPENSEE. 1553-1599.\\nFierce warres and faithful loves shall moralize my\\nSOng. Faerie Queene. Introduction. St. 1.\\nA gentle knight was pricking on the plaine.\\nBooh i. Canto i. St. 1.\\nhappy earth,\\nWhereon thy innocent feet doe ever tread st. 9.\\nThe noblest mind the best contentment has. st. 35.\\nA bold bad man. 2 st. 37.\\nHer angels face,\\nAs the great eye of heaven, shyned bright,\\nAnd made a sunshine in the shady place. Canto Hi. St. 4.\\nAy me, how many perils doe enfold\\nThe righteous man, to make him daily fall 3\\nCanto mil. St. 1.\\nAs when in Cymbrian plaine\\nAn heard of bulles, whom kindly rage doth sting,\\nDoe for the milky mothers want complaine, 4\\nAnd fill the fieldes with troublous bellowing. st 11.\\nEntire affection hateth nicer hands. st. 40.\\n1 And moralized his song. Pope Epistle to Arbuthnot. Line 340.\\n2 This bold bad man. Shakespeare: Henry VIII. act ii. sc. 2.\\nMas singer A New Way to Pay Old Debts, act iv. sc. 2.\\n3 Ay me what perils do environ\\nThe man that meddles with cold iron\\nButler ffudibras, part i. canto Hi. line 1.\\n4 Milky Mothers, Pope The Dunciad, booh ii. line 247. Scott\\nThe Monastery, chap, xxviii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0053.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "28 SPENSER.\\nThat darksome cave they enter, where they find\\nThat cursed man, low sitting on the ground,\\nMusing full sadly in his sullein mind.\\nFaerie Queene. Canto ix. St. 35.\\nNo daintie flowre or herbe that growes on grownd,\\nNo arborett with painted blossoms drest\\nAnd smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd\\nTo bud out f aire, and throwe her sweete smels al arownd.\\nBook ii. Canto vi. St. 12.\\nAnd is there care in Heaven And is there love\\nIn heavenly spirits to these Creatures bace\\nCanto viii. St. 1.\\nHow oft do they their silver bowers leave\\nTo come to succour us that succour want St. 2.\\nEftsoones they heard a most melodious sound.\\nCanto xii. St. 70,\\nThrough thick and thin, both over bank and bush, 1\\nIn hope her to attain by hook or crook. 2\\nBook Hi. Canto i. St. 17.\\nHer berth was of the wombe of morning dew, 3\\nAnd her conception of the joyous Prime. Canto vi. St. 3.\\nEoses red and violets blew,\\nAnd all the sweetest flowres that in the forrest grew.\\nSt. 6.\\nBe bolde, Be bolde, and everywhere, Be bold. 4\\nCanto xi. St. 54.\\nDan Chaucer, well of English undefyled,\\nOn Fame s eternall beadroll worthie to be fyled.\\nBook iv. Canto ii. St. 32.\\n1 Through thick and thin. Drayton: Nymphidiw. Middleton: The\\nRoaring Girl, act iv. sc. 2. Kemp: Nine Bays Wonder. Butler: Hu-\\ndibras, part i. canto ii. line 370. Dryden Absalom and Achitophel, part\\nii. line 414. Pope Bunciad, book ii. Cowper John Gilpin.\\n2 See Skelton, page 8.\\n3 The dew of thy birth is of the womb of the morning. Psalm ex. 3,\\nBook of Common Prayer.\\n4 De l audace, encore de l audace, et toujours de Paudace (Boldness,\\nagain boldness, and ever boldness). Danton Speech in the Legislative\\nAssembly, 1792.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0054.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "SPENSER. 29\\nFor all that Mature by her mother-wit 1\\nCould frame in earth. Faerie Queene. Book iv. Canto x. St. 21.\\nIll can he rule the great that cannot reach the small.\\nBook v. Canto ii, St. 43.\\nWho will not mercie unto others show.\\nHow can he mercy ever hope to have 2 st. 42,\\nThe gentle minde by gentle deeds is knowne\\nFor a man by nothing is so well bewrayed\\nAs by his manners. Book vi. Canto Hi. St. l.\\nFor we by conquest, of our soveraine might,\\nAnd by eternall doome of Fate s decree,\\nHave wonne the Empire of the Heavens bright.\\nBook vii. Canto vi. St. 33.\\nFor of the soule the bodie forme doth take\\nFor soule is forme, and doth the bodie make.\\nAn Hymne in Honour of Beautie. Line 132.\\nFor all that faire is, is by nature good 3\\nThat is a signe to know the gentle blood. Line 139.\\nTo kerke the narre from God more farre, 4\\nHas bene an old-say d sawe\\nAnd he that strives to touche a starre\\nOft stombles at a strawe.\\nThe Shepheardes Calender. July. Line 97.\\nFull little knowest thou that hast not tride,\\nWhat hell it is in suing long to bide\\nTo loose good dayes, that might be better spent\\nTo wast long nights in pensive discontent\\nTo speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow\\nTo feed on hope, to pine with feare and sorrow.\\n1 Mother wit. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Marlowe Prologue to Tamberlaine the Great, part i.\\nMiddleton Tour Five Gallants, act i. sc. 1. Shakespeare Taming\\nof the Shrew, act ii. sc. 1.\\n2 Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy. Matthew v. 7.\\n3 The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good. Shake-\\nspeare: Measure for Measure, act Hi. sc. 1.\\n4 See Heywood, page 12.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0055.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "30 SPENSEK.\\nTo fret thy soule with crosses and with cares\\nTo eate thy heart through comfortlesse dispaires\\nTo fawne, to crowche, to waite, to ride, to ronne,\\nTo spend, to give, to want, to be undonne.\\nUnhappie wight, borne to desastrous end,\\nThat doth his life in so long tendance spend\\nMother Hubberds Tale, Line 895.\\nWhat more felicitie can fall to creature\\nThan to enjoy delight with libertie,\\nAnd to be lord of all the workes of Nature,\\nTo raine in th aire from earth to highest skie,\\nTo feed on flowres and weeds of glorious feature.\\nMuiopotmos or, The Fate of the Butterjlie. Line 209,\\nI hate the day, because it lendeth light\\nTo see all things, but not my love to see.\\nDaphnaida, v. 407.\\nTell her the joyous Time will not be staid,\\nUnlesse she doe him by the forelock take. 2\\nAmoretti, Ixx.\\nI was promised on a time\\nTo have reason for my rhyme\\nFrom that time unto this season,\\nI received nor rhyme nor reason. 3\\nLines on his Promised Pension.*\\n1 Eat not thy heart which forbids to afflict our souls, and waste them\\nwith vexatious cares. Plutarch Of the Training of Children.\\nBut suffered idleness\\nTo eat his heart away.\\nBryant Homer s Iliad, book i. line 319.\\n2 Take Time by the forelock. Thales (of Miletus). 636-546 b. c.\\n3 Rhyme nor reason. Pierre Patelin, quoted by Tyndale in 1530. Farce\\ndu Vendeur des Lieures, sixteenth century. Peele Edward I. Shake-\\nspeare As You Like It, act Hi. sc. 2; Merry Wives of Windsor, act v.\\nsc. 5; Comedy of Errors, act ii. sc. 2.\\nSir Thomas More advised an author, who had sent him his manuscript\\nto read, u to put it in rhyme. Which beingytffc, Sir Thomas said, Yea,\\nmarry, now it is somewhat, for now it is rhym^before it was neither rhyme\\nnor reason.\\n4 Fuller Worthies of England, vol. ii.p. 379.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0056.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "SPENSEE. HOOKER. LYLY. 31\\nBehold, whiles she before the altar stands.\\nHearing the holy priest that to her speak-s.\\nAnd blesseth her with his two happy hands\\nEpi:~ Lim 223.\\nEICHAED HOOKEB. 155.3-1600.\\nOf Law there can be no less acknowledged than that\\nher seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony\\nof the world. All things in heaven and earth ;lo her\\nhomage. the very least as feeling her care, and the\\ngreatest as not exempted from her power.\\nP .:y* Booki.\\nThat to live by one man s will became the cause ill\\nmen s miserv. b.\\nJOKS LYLY. Circa 1553-1601.\\nCupid and my Campaspe play d\\nAt cards for kisses Cupid paid.\\nHe stakes his quiver, bow. and arrows.\\nHis mother s doves, and team of sparrows\\nLoses them too. Then down he throws\\nThe coral of his lip. the rose\\nGrowing on s cheek (but none knows how\\nWith these, the crystal of his brow.\\nAnd then the dimple on his chin\\nAll these did my Campaspe win.\\nAt last he set her both his eyes\\nShe won. and Cupid blind did rise.\\nLove I has she done this to thee\\nWhat shall, alas become of me\\nCupid Act Hi. Sc. 5.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0057.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "32 LYLY.\\nHow at heaven s gates she claps her wings,,\\nThe morne not waking til she sings. 1\\nCupid and Campaspe. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nBe valyaunt, but not too venturous. Let thy attyre\\nbee comely, but not costly. 2\\nEuphues, 1579 (Arber s reprint), page 39.\\nThough the Camomill, the more it is trodden and\\npressed downe the more it spreadeth. 3 Page 46.\\nThe finest edge is made with the blunt whetstone.\\nPage 47.\\nI cast before the Moone. 4 p ag e 78,\\nIt seems to me (said she) that you are in some brown\\nStudy. 5 Page 80.\\nThe soft droppes of rain perce the hard marble 6 many\\nstrokes overthrow the tallest oaks. 7 Page 81.\\nHe reckoneth without his Hostesse. 8 Love knoweth\\nno lawes. Page 84.\\nDid not Jupiter transforme himselfe into the shape of\\nAmphitrio to embrace Alcmaena into the form of a swan\\nto enjoy Leda; into a Bull to beguile Io; into a showre\\nof gold to win Danae 9 Page 93.\\n1 Hark, hark the lark at heaven s gate sings,\\nAnd Phoebus gins arise.\\nShakespeare Cymbeline, act ii. sc. 3.\\n2 Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,\\nBut not express d in fancy rich, not gaudy.\\nShakespeare Hamlet, act i. sc. 3.\\n3 The camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster it grows. Shake-\\nspeare 1 Henry IV. act ii. sc. 4.\\n4 See Heywood, page 11.\\n6 A brown study. Swift Polite Conversation.\\n6 Water continually dropping will wear hard rocks hollow. Plutarch\\nOf the Training of Children.\\nStillicidi casus lapidem cavat (Continual dropping wears away a stone).\\nLucretius i. 314.\\n7 Many strokes, though with a little axe,\\nHew down and fell the hardest-timber d oak.\\nShakespeare 3 Henry VI. act ii. sc. 1.\\n8 See Heywood. page 12.\\n9 Jupiter himself was turned into a satyr, a shepherd, a bull, a swan, a\\ngolden shower, and what not for love. Burton Anatomy of Melancholy,\\npari Hi. sec. ii. mem. i. subs. 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0058.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "LYLY. 33\\nLette ine stande to the maine chance. 1\\nEuphues, 1579 (Arber s reprint;, p a gt 104.\\nI mean not to inn with the Hare and holde with the\\nHonnde. 2 Pag\u00e2\u0082\u00ac 107m\\nIt is a world to see. 3 p aa\u00e2\u0082\u00ac U6m\\nThere can no great smoke arise, hut there must be\\nSome tire. Enphues and s Evphcebus. page 153,\\nA clere conscience is a sure carde. 5 Euphues.page 207.\\nAs lyke as one pease is to another. p ag t\\nGoe to bed with the Laro.be. and rise with the Larke. 6\\nEupkues and hU England, page 229.\\nA comely olde man as busie as a bee. p a gt\\nAlaydens. be they never so foolyshe. yet beeing fayre\\nthey are commonly fortunate. Pagt 279.\\nWhere the streame runneth smoothest, the water is\\ndeepest. 7 Page 287.\\nYour eyes are so sharpe that you cannot onely looke\\nthrough a Milstone. but cleane through the minde.\\nPagt 289,\\nI am glad that my Adonis hath a sweete tooth in his\\nhead. Pagt 30s.\\nA Eose is sweeter in the budcle than full blown-.\\nPact 314.\\n1 The main chance. Shakespeare 1 Henry VI. act i. sc. 1. Butler\\nEudibras. pari i: Dstdkh Persius. satire vi.\\nSee Hey wood, page 12.\\n3 T is a world to see. Shakespeare Taming of the Shrew ad ii. sc. 1.\\n4 See Heywood. page 17.\\n5 This is a sore card. TkersgU 1550.\\n6 To rise with the lark and go to bed with the lamb. Breton Court\\nand Country, 1618 (reprint, page 182).\\nRise with the lark, and with the lark to bed. Hurdis The YiV.age\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2te.\\nSee Raleigh, page 25.\\n5 The rose is fairest when tis budding new. Scott: Lady of the Lc :e.\\ncanto Hi. st. 1.\\n3", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0059.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "34 SIDNEY. TOURNEUR.\\nSIB PHILIP SIDNEY. 1554-1586.\\nSweet food of sweetly uttered knowledge.\\nDefence of Poesy.\\nHe cometh. unto you with a tale which holdeth chil-\\ndren from play, and old men from the chimney-corner.\\nIbid.\\nI never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that\\nI found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet.\\nIbid.\\nHigh-erected thoughts seated in the heart of courtesy. 1\\nArcadia. Book i.\\nThey are never alone that are accompanied with noble\\nthoughts. 2 jbid.\\nMany-headed multitude. 3 Booh ii.\\nMy dear, my better half. Booh Hi.\\nPool said my muse to me, look in thy heart, and\\nWrite. 4 Astrophel and Stella, i.\\nHave I caught my heav nly jewel. 5 ibid. Second Song.\\nCYRIL TOURNEUR. Circa 1600.\\nA drunkard clasp his teeth and not undo em,\\nTo suffer wet damnation to run through em. 6\\nThe Revenger s Tragedy. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\n1 Great thoughts come from the heart. Vauvenargues Maxim cxxvii.\\n2 He never is alone that is accompanied with noble thoughts. Fletcher:\\nLove s Cure, act Hi. sc. 3.\\n3 Many-headed multitude. Shakespeare Coriolanus, act ii. sc. 3.\\nThis many-headed monster, Multitude. Daniel History of the Civil\\nWar, booh ii. st. 13.\\n4 Look, then, into thine heart and write. Longfellow: Voices of\\nthe Night. Prelude.\\n5 Quoted by Shakespeare in Merry Wives of Windsor.\\n6 Distilled damnation. Robert Hall (in Gregory s Life of Hall", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0062.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "BROOKE. CHAPMAN. 35\\nLOED BEOOKE. 1554-1628.\\nwearisome condition of humanity\\nMustapha. Act v. Sc. 4.\\nAnd out of mind as soon as out of sight. 1 Sonnet lei.\\nGEOEGE CHAP3IAX. 1557-1631.\\n2S one ever loved but at first sight they loved. 2\\nThe Blind Beggar of Alexandria.\\nAn ill weed grows apace. 3 A* Humorous Day s Mirth.\\nBlack is a pearl in a woman s eye. 4 ibid.\\nExceeding fair she was not and yet fair\\nIn that she never studied to be fairer\\nThan Xature made her beauty cost her nothing.\\nHer virtues were so rare. au Fools. Act I Sc. l.\\nI tell thee Eove is ^Nature s second sun,\\nCausing a spring of virtues where he shines. ibid.\\nCornelia. What flowers are these\\nGazetta. The pansy this.\\nCor. Oh. that *s for lovers thoughts. 5 Act U. Sc. l.\\nEortune. the great commandress of the world,\\nHath divers ways to advance her followers\\nTo some she gives honour without deserving.\\nTo other some, deserving without honour. 6 Ad v. 8c. l.\\n1 See Thomas a Kempis, page 7.\\nWho ever loved that loved not at nrst sight Marlowe Hero and\\nLeander.\\nI saw and loved. Gibbon Memoirs, vol. i. p. 106.\\ns See Heywood. page 13.\\n4 Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies eyes. Shakespeare Two\\nGentlemen of Ye /\u00e2\u0080\u00a2one. act v. sc. 2.\\n5 There is pansies, that s for thoughts. Shakespeare Hamlet, act\\nIP. sc. 5.\\n6 Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness\\nthrust upon em. Shakespeare Twelfth Xlght. act ii. sc. 5.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0063.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "36 CHAPMAN.\\nYoung men think old men are fools but old men\\nknow young men are fools. 1 All Fools. Act v. Sc. i.\\nVirtue is not malicious wrong done her\\nIs righted even when men grant they err.\\nMonsieur D Olive. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nFor one heat, all know, doth drive out another,\\nOne passion doth expel another still. 2 Act v. Sc. 1.\\nLet no man value at a little price\\nA virtuous woman s counsel her wing d spirit\\nIs feather d oftentimes with heavenly words.\\nThe Gentleman Usher. Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nTo put a girdle round about the world. 3\\nBussy D Ambois. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nHis deeds inimitable, like the sea\\nThat shuts still as it opes, and leaves no tracts\\nNor prints of precedent for poor men s facts. iud.\\nSo our lives\\nIn acts exemplary, not only win\\nOurselves good names, but doth to others give\\nMatter for virtuous deeds, by which we live. 4 ibid.\\nWho to himself is law no law doth need,\\nOffends no law, and is a king indeed. Act U. Sc. i.\\nEach natural agent works but to this end,\\nTo render that it works on like itself. Act Hi. Sc. i.\\n1 Quoted by Camden as a saving of one Dr. Metcalf. It is now in many\\npeoples mouths, and likely to pass into a proverb. Ray Proverbs (Bohn\\ned p. 145.\\n2 One fire burns out another s burning,\\nOne pain is lessened by another s anguish.\\nShakespeare Romeo and Juliet, act i. sc. 2.\\n3 I ll put a girdle round about the earth. Shakespeare: Midsummer\\nNightfs Dream, act ii. sc. 1.\\n4 Lives of great men all remind us\\nWe can make our lives sublime.\\nLongfellow A Psalm of Life.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0064.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "CHAPMAN. 37\\nT is immortality to die aspiring,\\nAs if a man were taken quick to heaven.\\nConspiracy of Charles, Duke of Byron. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nGive me a spirit that on this life s rough sea\\nLoves V have his sails filPd with a lusty wind,\\nEven till his sail-yards tremble, his masts crack,\\nAnd his rapt ship run on her side so low\\nThat she drinks water, and her keel plows air.\\nTragedy of Charles, Duke of Byron. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nHe isat no end of his actions blest\\nWhose ends will make him greatest, and not best.\\nAct v. Sc. 1.\\nWords writ in waters. 1 Revenge for Honour. Act v. Sc. 2.\\nThey re only truly great who are truly good. 2 ibid.\\nKeep thy shop, and thy shop will keep thee. 3 Light\\ngains make heavy purses. T is good to be merry and\\nwise. 4 Eastward Ho* Act i. Sc. 1.\\n]\\\\Iake ducks and drakes with shillings. ibid.\\nOnly a few industrious Scots perhaps, who indeed are\\ndispersed over the face of the whole earth. But as for\\nthem, there are no greater friends to Englishmen and\\nEngland, when they are out on t, in the world, than they\\nare. And for my own part, I would a hundred thousand\\nof them were there [Virginia] for we are all one coun-\\ntrymen now, ye know, and we should find ten times more\\ncomfort of them there than we do here. 6 Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\n1 Here lies one whose name was writ in water. Keats s own Epitaph.\\n2 To be noble we 11 be good. Winifreda (Percy s Reliques).\\nTis only noble to be good. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Tennyson: Lady Clara Vere de Vere,\\nstanza 7.\\n3 The same in Franklin s Poor Richard.\\n4 See Hey wood, page 9.\\n5 By Chapman, Jonson, and Marston.\\n6 This is the famous passage that gave offence to James I., and caused the\\nimprisonment of the authors. The leaves containing it were cancelled and\\nreprinted, and it only occurs in a few of the original copies. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Richard\\nHerne Shepherd.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0065.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "38 CHAPMAN. WARNER. HOLLAND.\\nEnough S as good as a feast. 1 Eastward Ho. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nFair words never hurt the tongue. 2 Act iv. Sc 1.\\nLet pride go afore, shame will follow after. 3 ibid.\\nI will neither yield to the song of the siren nor the\\nvoice of the hyena, the tears of the crocodile nor the\\nhowling of the wolf. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nAs night the life-inclining stars best shows,\\nSo lives obscure the starriest souls disclose.\\nEpilogue to Translations.\\nPromise is most given when the least is said.\\nMusaius of Hero and Leander.\\nWILLIAM WABKEK. 1558-1609.\\nWith that she dasht her on the lippes,\\nSo dyed double red\\nHard was the heart that gave the blow,\\nSoft were those lips that bled.\\nAlbion s England. Boole viii. chap. xli. stanza 53.\\nWe thinke no greater blisse then such\\nTo be as be we would,\\nWhen blessed none but such as be\\nThe same as be they should.\\nBooh x. chap. lix. stanza 68.\\nSIR RICHARD HOLLAND.\\nDouglas, Douglas\\nTendir and trewe.\\nThe BuJce of the Howlat.* Stanza xxxi.\\n1 Dives and Pauper (1493). Gascoigne: Memories (1575). Fielding:\\nCovent Garden Tragedy, act ii. sc. 6. Bickerstaff Love in a Village,\\nact Hi. sc. 1.\\n2 See Heywood, page 12.\\n3 See Heywood, page 13.\\n4 The allegorical poem of The Howlat was composed about the middle of\\nthe fifteenth century. Of the personal history of the author no kind of in-\\nformation has been discovered. Printed by the Bannatjuie Club, 1823.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0066.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "HARRINGTON. DANIEL. 39\\nSIR JOHN HARRINGTON. 1561-1612.\\nTreason doth never prosper what s the reason\\nWhy, if it prosper, none dare call it treason. 1\\nEpigrams. Booh iv. Fp. 5,\\nSAMUEL DAXIEL. 1562-1619.\\nAs that the walls worn thin, permit the mind\\nTo look out thorough, and his frailty find. 2\\nHistory of the Civil War. Booh iv. Stanza 84.\\nSacred religion mother of form and fear.\\nMusoplulus. Stanza 57.\\nAnd for the few that only lend their ear,\\nThat few is all the world. stanza 97.\\nThis is the thing that I was born to do. stanza 100.\\nAnd who (in time) knows whither we may vent\\nThe treasure of our tongue To what strange shores\\nThis gain of our best glory shall be sent\\nT enrich unknowing nations with our stores\\nWhat worlds in the yet unformed Occident\\nMay come refin cl with th accents that are ours 3\\nStanza 163.\\nUnless above himself he can\\nErect himself, how poor a thing is man\\nTo the Countess of Cumberland. Stanza 12.\\nCare-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Xight,\\nBrother to Death, in silent darkness born.\\nTo Delia. Sonnet 51.\\n1 Prosperum ac felix scelus\\nVirtus vocatur\\n(Successful and fortunate crime is called virtue).\\nSeneca Here. Furens, ii. 250.\\n2 The soul s dark cottage, batter d and decay d,\\nLets in new light through chinks that Time has made.\\nWaller Verses upon his Divine Poesy.\\n3 Westward the course of empire takes its way. Berkeley On the\\nProspect of Planting Arts and Learning in America.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0067.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "40 DRAYTON. MARLOWE.\\nMICHAEL DKAYTOK 1563-1631.\\nHad in him those brave translunary things\\nThat the first poets had.\\n(Said of Marlowe.) To Henry Reynolds, of Poets and Poesy.\\nFor that fine madness still he did retain\\nWhich rightly should possess a poet s brain. ibid.\\nThe coast was clear. 1 Nymphidia.\\nWhen faith is kneeling by his bed of death,\\nAnd innocence is closing up his eyes,\\nNow if thou wouldst, when all have given him over,\\nFrom death to life thou might st him yet recover.\\nIdeas. An Allusion to the Eaglets. Ixi.\\nCHRISTOPHER MAELOWE. 1565-1593.\\nComparisons are odious. 2 Lust s Dominion. Act in. Sc. 4.\\nI m armed with more than complete steel,\\nThe justice of my quarrel. 3 ibid.\\nWho ever loved that loved not at first sight 4\\nHero and Leander.\\nCome live with me, and be my love\\nAnd we will all the pleasures prove\\nThat hills and valleys, dales and fields,\\nWoods or steepy mountain yields.\\nThe Passionate Shepherd to his Love.\\n1 Somerville The Night- Walker.\\n2 See Fortescue, page 7.\\n3 Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just,\\nAnd he but naked, though locked up in steel,\\nWhose conscience with injustice is corrupted.\\nShakespeare: Henry VI. act Hi. sc. 2.\\n4 The same in Shakespeare s As You Like It. Compare Chapman,\\npage 35.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0068.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "MARLOWE. 41\\nBy shallow rivers, to whose falls 1\\nMelodious birds sing madrigals.\\nThe Passionate Shepherd to his Love.\\nAnd I will make thee beds of roses\\nAnd a thousand fragrant posies. iud.\\nInfinite riches in a little room. The Jew of Malta. Act i.\\nExcess of wealth is cause of covetousness. md.\\nNow will I show myself to have more of the serpent\\nthan the dove 2 that is, more knave than fool. Act a.\\nLove me little, love me long. 3 Act %v.\\nWhen all the world dissolves,\\nAnd every creature shall be purified,\\nAll places shall be hell that are not heaven. Faustus.\\nWas this the face that launched a thousand ships,\\nAnd burnt the topless towers of Ilium\\nSweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss\\nHer lips suck forth my soul 4 see, where it flies\\nibid.\\nOh, thou art fairer than the evening air\\nClad in the beauty of a thousand stars. ibid.\\nCut is the branch that might have grown full straight,\\nAnd burned is Apollo s laurel bough, 5\\nThat sometime grew within this learned man. ibid.\\n1 To shallow rivers, to whose falls\\nMelodious birds sings madrigals\\nThere will we make our peds of roses,\\nAnd a thousand fragrant posies.\\nShakespeare Merry Wives of Windsor, act Hi.\\nsc. i. (Sung by Evans).\\n2 Be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves. Matthew\\nx. 16.\\n3 See Hey wood, page 16.\\n4 Once he drew\\nWith one long kiss my whole soul through\\nMy lips.\\nTexnysox Fatima, stanza 3.\\n6 Oh, withered is the garland of the war\\nThe soldier s pole is fallen.\\nShakespeare Antony and Cleopatra, act iv. sc. 13.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0069.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "42 SHAKESPEARE.\\nWILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. 1564-1616.\\n(From the text of Clark and Wright.)\\nI would fain die a dry death. The Tempest. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nNow would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an\\nacre of barren ground. ibid.\\nWhat seest thou else\\nIn the dark backward and abysm of time sc. 2,\\nI, thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated\\nTo closeness and the bettering of my mind. md.\\nLike one\\nWho having into truth, by telling of it,\\nMade such a sinner of his memory,\\nTo credit his own lie. ibid.\\nMy library\\nWas dukedom large enough. ibid.\\nKnowing I lov d my books, he furnish d me\\nFrom mine own library with volumes that\\nI prize above my dukedom. ibid.\\nFrom the still-vexed Bermoothes. ibid.\\nI will be correspondent to command,\\nAnd do my spiriting gently. ibid.\\nFill all thy bones with aches. ibid.\\nCome unto these yellow sands,\\nAnd then take hands\\nCourtsied when you have, and kiss d\\nThe wild waves whist. ibid.\\nFull fathom five thy father lies\\nOf his bones are coral made\\nThose are pearls that were his eyes\\nNothing of him that doth fade\\nBut doth suffer a sea-change\\nInto something rich and strange. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0070.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 43\\nThe fringed curtains of thine eye advance.\\nThe Tempest. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nThere s nothing ill can dwell in such a temple\\nIf the ill spirit have so fair a house,\\nGood things will strive to dwell with t. ibid.\\nGon. Here is everything advantageous to life.\\nAnt. True save means to live. Act U. Sc. 1.\\nA very ancient and fish-like smell. g Ct 2\\nMisery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.\\nIbid.\\nFer. Here s my hand.\\nMir. And mine, with my heart in t. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nHe that dies pays all debts. Sc. 2.\\nA kind\\nOf excellent dumb discourse. Sc. 3.\\nDeeper than e er plummet sounded. ibid.\\nOur revels noAV are ended. These our actors,\\nAs I foretold you, were all spirits, and\\nAre melted into air, into thin air\\nAnd, like the baseless fabric of this vision,\\nThe cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,\\nThe solemn temples, the great globe itself,\\nYea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,\\nAnd, like this insubstantial pageant faded,\\nLeave not a rack behind. We are such stuff\\nAs dreams are made on and our little life\\nIs rounded with a sleep. Act iv SCt It\\nWith foreheads villanous low, ibid.\\nDeeper than ever did plummet sound,\\nI 11 drown my book. Act 9m SCt L\\nWhere the bee sucks, there suck I\\nIn a cowslip s bell I lie, j^d.\\nMerrily, merrily shall I live now,\\nUnder the blossom that hangs on the bough. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0071.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "44 SHAKESPEARE.\\nHome-keeping youth have ever homely wits.\\nThe Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act i. Sc. 1.\\nI have no other but a woman s reason\\nI think him so, because I think him so. sc. 2.\\nOh, how this spring of love resembleth\\nThe uncertain glory of an April day Sc. 3.\\nAnd if it please you, so if not, why, so. Act U. Sc. 1.\\nOh jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible,\\nAs a nose on a man s face, 1 or a weathercock on a steeple.\\nIbid.\\nShe is mine own,\\nAnd I as rich in having such a jewel\\nAs twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl,\\nThe water nectar, and the rocks pure gold. Sc. 4.\\nHe makes sweet music with th enamell d stones,\\nGiving a gentle kiss to every sedge\\nHe overtaketh in his pilgrimage. Sc. 7.\\nThat man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man,\\nIf with his tongue he cannot win a woman. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nExcept I be by Sylvia in the night,\\nThere is no music in the nightingale. ibid.\\nA man I am, cross d with adversity. Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nIs she not passing fair Sc. 4.\\nHow use doth breed a habit in a man 2 Act v. Sc. 4.\\nheaven were man\\nBut constant, he were perfect. ibid.\\nCome not within the measure of my wrath. ibid.\\nI will make a Star-chamber matter of it.\\nThe Merry Wives of Windsor. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nAll his successors gone before him have done t and\\nall his ancestors that come after him may. ibid.\\n1 As clear and as manifest as the nose in a man s face. Burton: Anat-\\nomy of Melancholy, part Hi. sect. 3, memb. 4, subsect. 1.\\n2 Custom is almost second nature. Plutarch: Preservation of Health.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0072.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 45\\nIt is a familiar beast to man, and signifies love.\\nThe Merry Wives of Windsor, Act i. Sc. 1\\nSeven hundred pounds and possibilities is good gifts.\\nIbid.\\nMine host of the Garter. jbid.\\nI had rather than forty shillings I had my Book of\\nSongs and Sonnets here. jud.\\nIf there be no great love in the beginning, yet heaven\\nmay decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are\\nmarried and have more occasion to know one another\\nI hope, upon familiarity will grow more contempt. 1\\nIbid.\\nbase Hungarian wight wilt thou the spigot wield\\nSc. 3.\\nConvey/ the wise it call. Steal foh a fico for\\nthe phrase ibid.\\nSail like my pinnace to these golden shores. ibid.\\nTester I 11 have in pouch, when thou shalt lack,\\nBase Phrygian Turk jud.\\nThou art the Mars of malcontents. ibid.\\nHere will be an old abusing of God s patience and the\\nking s English. sc. 4.\\nWe burn daylight. Act ii. Sc. i.\\nThere s the humour of it. ibid.\\nFaith, thou hast some crotchets in thy head now. ibid.\\nWhy, then the world s mine oyster,\\nWhich I with sword will open. Sc. 2.\\nThis is the short and the long of it. ibid.\\nUnless experience be a jewel. ibid.\\nLike a fair house, built on another man s ground. ibid.\\nWe have some salt of our youth in us. Sc. 3.\\n1 Familiarity breeds contempt. Publius Syeus Maxim 640.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0073.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "46 SHAKESPEARE.\\nI cannot tell what the dickens his name is. 1\\nThe Merry Wives of Windsor. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nWhat a taking was he in when your husband asked\\nwho was in the basket sc. 3.\\nOh, what a world of vile ill-favour d faults\\nLooks handsome in three hundred pounds a year Sc. 4.\\nHappy man be his dole jj^ u\\nI have a kind of alacrity in sinking. c 5m\\nAs good luck would have it. 2 jud.\\nThe rankest compound of villanous smell that ever\\noffended nostril. jud.\\nA man of my kidney.\\nThink of that, Master Brook. ibid.\\nYour hearts are mighty, your skins are whole.\\nAct iv. Sc. 1.\\nIn his old lunes again. Sc. 2.\\nSo curses all Eve s daughters, of what complexion soever.\\nIbid.\\nThis is the third time I hope good luck lies in odd\\nnumbers. There is divinity in odd numbers, either\\nin nativity, chance, or death. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nThyself and thy belongings\\nAre not thine own so proper as to waste\\nThyself upon thy virtues, they on thee.\\nHeaven doth with us as we with torches do,\\nNot light them for themselves for if our virtues\\nDid not go forth of us, t were all alike\\nAs if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch d\\nBut to fine issues, nor Nature never lends\\nThe smallest scruple of her excellence\\nBut, like a thrifty goddess, she determines\\nHerself the glory of a creditor,\\nBoth thanks and use. Measure for Measure. Act i. Sc. 1.\\n1 What the dickens Thomas Heywood Edward IV. act Hi. sc. 1.\\n2 As ill luck would have it. Cervantes: Don Quixote, pt. i. bk. i. ch. ii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0074.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 47\\n4\\nHe was ever precise in promise-keeping.\\nMeasure for Measure. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nWho may, in the ambush of my name, strike home.\\n8c s.i\\nI hold yon as a thing ensky d and sainted. Sc. 4.^\\nA man whose blood\\nIs very snow-broth one who never feels\\nThe wanton stings and motions of the sense. ibid.i\\nHe arrests him on it\\nAnd follows close the rigour of the statute,\\nTo make him an example. ibid.i\\nOur doubts are traitors,\\nAnd make us lose the good we oft might win\\nBy fearing to attempt. Ihid x\\nThe jury, passing on the prisoner s life,\\nMay in the sworn twelve have a thief or two\\nGuiltier than him they try. Act U. Sc. l.\\nSome rise by sin, and some by virtue fall. ibid.\\nThis will last out a night in Eussia,\\nWhen nights are longest there. ibid.\\nCondemn the fault, and not the actor of it Sc. 2.\\nNo ceremony that to great ones longs,\\nNot the king s crown, nor the deputed sword,\\nThe marshal s truncheon, nor the judge s robe,\\nBecome them with one half so good a grace\\nAs mercy does. 2 ibid.\\nWhy, all the souls that were, were forfeit once\\nAnd He that might the vantage best have took\\nFound out the remedy. How would you be,\\nIf He, which is the top of judgment, should\\nBut judge you as you are ibid.\\n1 Act i. Sc. 5, in White, Singer, and Knight.\\n2 Compare Portia s words in Merchant of Venice, act iv. sc. 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0075.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "48 SHAKESPEARE.\\nThe law hath not been dead, though it hath slept.\\nMeasure for Measure. Act Be. 2.\\nOh, it is excellent\\nTo have a giant s strength but it is tyrannous\\nTo use it like a giant. ibid.\\nBut man, proud man,\\nDrest in a little brief authority,\\nMost ignorant of what he s most assured,\\nHis glassy essence, like an angry ape,\\nPlays such fantastic tricks before high heaven\\nAs make the angels weep. jud.\\nThat in the captain s but a choleric word\\nWhich in the soldier is flat blasphemy. ibid.\\nOur compell d sins\\nStand more for number than for accompt. sc. 4.\\nThe miserable have no other medicine,\\nBut only hope. Act Hi. Sc. l.\\nA breath thou art,\\nServile to all the skyey influences. ibid.\\nPalsied eld. ibid.\\nThe sense of death is most in apprehension\\nAnd the poor beetle, that we tread upon,\\nIn corporal sufferance finds a pang as great\\nAs when a giant dies. ibid.\\nThe cunning livery of hell. ibid.\\nAy, but to die, and go we know not where\\nTo lie in cold obstruction and to rot\\nThis sensible warm motion to become\\nA kneaded clod and the delighted spirit\\nTo bathe in fiery floods, or to reside\\nIn thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice\\nTo be imprison d in the viewless winds,\\nAnd blown with restless violence round about\\nThe pendent world. iud.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0076.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 49\\nThe weariest and most loathed worldly life\\nThat age, ache, penury, and imprisonment\\nCan lay on nature, is a paradise\\nTo what We fear of death. Measure for Measure. Act Hi. Se. 1.\\nThe hand that hath made you fair hath made you good. 1\\nibid.\\nVirtue is bold, and goodness never fearful. ibid.\\nThere, at the moated grange, resides this dejected\\nMariana. 2 ibid.\\nOh, what may man within him hide,\\nThough angel on the outward side Sc. 2.\\nTake, oh, take those lips away,\\nThat so sweetly were forsworn\\nAnd those eyes, the break of day,\\nLights that do mislead the morn\\nBut my kisses bring again, bring again\\nSeals of love, but sealed in vain, sealed in vain. 3\\nAct w. Sc. I.\\nEvery true man s apparel fits your thief. Sc. 2.\\nWe would, and we would not. Sc. 4,\\nA forted residence gainst the tooth of time\\nAnd razure of oblivion. ct Vt g Ct 2.\\nTruth is truth\\nTo the end of reckoning. 1^\\nMy business in this state\\nMade me a looker on here in Vienna. ibid.\\n1 See Spenser, page 29.\\n2 Mariana in the moated grange, \u00e2\u0080\u0094the motto used by Tennvson for\\nthe poem u Mariana.\\n3 This song occurs in Act v. Sc. 2 of Beaumont and Fletcher s Bloody\\nBrother, with the following additional stanza:\\nHide, oh, hide those hills of snow,\\nWhich thy frozen bosom bears,\\nOn whose tops the pinks that grow\\nAre of those that April wears\\nBut first set my poor heart free,\\nBound in those icy chains by thee.\\n4", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0077.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "50 SHAKESPEARE.\\nThey say, best men are moulded out of faults\\nAnd, for the most, become much more the better\\nFor being a little bad. Measure for Measure. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nWhat s mine is yours, and what is yours is mine. jud.\\nThe pleasing punishment that women bear.\\nThe Comedy of Errors. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nA wretched soul, bruised with adversity. Act 11. Sc. i.\\nEvery why hath a wherefore. 1 Sc. a\\nSmall cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.\\nAct iii c Sc, 1.\\nOne Pinch, a hungry lean-faced villain,\\nA mere anatomy. Act v. Sc. l.\\nA needy, hollow-eyed, sharp-looking wretch,\\nA living-dead man. Ibid.\\nLet s go hand in hand, not one before another. H id.\\nHe hath indeed better bettered expectation.\\nMuch Ado about Nothing. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nA very valiant trencher-man. ibid.\\nHe wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat. ibid.\\nWhat, my dear Lady Disdain are you yet living ibid.\\nThere s a skirmish of wit between them. ibid.\\nThe gentleman is not in your books. ibid.\\nShall I never see a bachelor of threescore again ibid.\\nBenedick the married man. ibid.\\nHe is of a very melancholy disposition. ibid.\\nHe that hath a beard is more than a youth, and he that\\nhath no beard is less than a man. Act a. Sc. i.\\nAs merry as the day is long. ibid.\\nI have a good eye, uncle I can see a church by day-\\nlight, ibid.\\n1 For every why he had a wherefore. Butler: Hudibras, part i.\\ncanto i. line 132.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0078.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 51\\nSpeak low if you speak love,\\nMuch Ado about Nothing. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nFriendship is constant in all other things\\nSave in the office and affairs of love\\nTherefore all hearts in love use their own tongues\\nLet every eye negotiate for itself\\nAnd trust no agent. jud.\\nSilence is the perfectest herald of joy I were but\\nlittle happy, if I could say how much. md.\\nLie ten nights awake, carving the fashion of a new\\ndoublet. He was wont to speak plain and to the pur-\\npose. Sc. 3.\\nSigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,\\nMen were deceivers ever,\\nOne foot in sea and one on shore,\\nTo one thing constant never. iud.\\nSits the wind in that corner ibid.\\nShall quips and sentences and these paper bullets of\\nthe brain awe a man from the career of his humour\\nNo, the world must be peopled. When I said I would\\ndie a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were\\nmarried. md.\\nSome Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.\\nAct Hi. Sc. 1.\\nFrom the crown of his head to the sole of his foot, 1 he\\nis all mirth. Sc. 2.\\nEvery one can master a grief but he that has it. md.\\nAre you good men and true Sc. 3.\\nTo be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune but\\nto write and read comes by nature. ibid.\\nThe most senseless and fit man. ibid.\\n1 From the crown of his head to the sole of the foot. Pliny Natu-\\nral History, book vii. chap. xvii. Beaumont and Fletcher The Honest\\nMan s Fortune, act ii. sc. 2. Middleton A Mad World, etc.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0079.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "52 SHAKESPEARE.\\nYou shall comprehend all vagrom men.\\nMuch Ado about Nothing. Act Hi, Sc. 3.\\n2 Watch. How if a will not stand\\nDor/b. Why, then, take no note of him, but let him\\ngo and presently call the rest of the watch together,\\nand thank God you are rid of a knave. ibid.\\nIs most tolerable, and not to be endured. ibid.\\nIf they make you not then the better answer, you may\\nsay they are not the men you took them for. ibid.\\nThe most peaceable way for you if you do take a\\nthief, is to let him show himself what he is and steal out\\nof your company. ibid.\\nI know that Deformed. ibid.\\nThe fashion wears out more apparel than the man. ibid.\\nI thank God I am as honest as any man living that\\nis an old man and no honester than I. ibid.\\nComparisons are odorous. Sc. 5.\\nIf I were as tedious as a king, I could find it in my\\nheart to bestow it all of your worship. ibid.\\nA good old man, sir he will be talking as they say,\\nWhen the age is in the wit is out. ibid.\\nOh, what men dare do what men may do what men\\ndaily do, not knowing what they do Act iv. Sc. l.\\nOh, what authority and show of truth\\nCan cunning sin cover itself withal ibid.\\nI never tempted her with word too large,\\nBut, as a brother to his sister, show d\\nBashful sincerity and comely love. ibid.\\nI have mark d\\nA thousand blushing apparitions\\nTo start into her face, a thousand innocent shames\\nIn angel whiteness beat away those blushes. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0080.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. .;3\\nFoi it sc rails out\\nThat what we have we prize not to the worth.\\nWhiles we enjoy it, bnt being laek d and losr.\\nWhy. then we rack the value then we find\\nThe virtue that possession would not show us\\nTVhiles it was Om Muck Ado about Wotkmg- Actw.Scl.\\nThe idea of her life shall sweetly creep\\nInto his study of imagination,\\nAnd every lovely organ of her life,\\nShall come apparel! d in more precious hat::.\\nIMore moving-delicate and full of life\\nInto the eye and prospect of his souL\\nblasters, it is proved already that you are little bettei\\nthan false knaves and it will go near to be thought so\\nshortly.\\nThe eftest way.\\nFlat burglary as evea ;ommitted.\\nCondemned into everlasting redemption.\\nOh, that he were here to write me down an ass r\\nA fellow that hath had losses, and one that hath tw\\ngowns and every thing handsome about him. iud.\\nh grief with proverbs.\\nAlen\\nCan counsel and speak comfort to that grief\\nWhich they themselves not feeL\\nCharm ache with air. and agony with wai 1\\nI is all men s office to speak patience\\nT those that wring under the load of sorrow.\\nBut no man s virtue nor sufficiency\\nTo be so moral when he shall endure\\nThe like himself\\nFor there was never yet philosopher\\nThat could endure the toothache patiently-", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0081.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "54 SHAKESPEARE.\\nSome of us will smart for it.\\nMuch Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nI was not born under a rhyming planet. sc. 2.\\nDone to death, by slanderous tongues. sc. 3.\\nOr, having sworn too hard a keeping oath,\\nStudy to break it and not break my troth.\\nLove s Labour s Lost. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nLight seeking light doth light of light beguile. ibid.\\nSmall have continual plodders ever won\\nSave base authority from others books.\\nThese earthly godfathers of heaven s lights\\nThat give a name to every fixed star\\nHave no more profit of their shining nights\\nThan those that walk and wot not what they are.\\nJ bid.\\nAt Christmas I no more desire a rose\\nThan wish a snow in May s new-fangled mirth\\nBut like of each thing that in season grows. ibid.\\nA man in all the world s new fashion planted,\\nThat hath a mint of phrases in his brain. ibid.\\nA high hope for a low heaven. iud.\\nAnd men sit down to that nourishment which is called\\nsupper. ibid.\\nThat unlettered small-knowing soul. ibid.\\nA child of our grandmother Eve, a female or, for thy\\nmore sweet understanding, a woman. ibid.\\nAffliction may one day smile again and till then^-sit\\nthee down, sorrow ibid.\\nThe world was very guilty of such a ballad some three\\nages since but I think now t is not to be found. Sc. 2.\\nThe rational hind Costard. ibid.\\n1 For mirth, White reads shews Singer, shows.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0082.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 55\\nDevise, wit write, pen for I am for whole volumes\\nill folio. Love s Labour s Lost, Act i. Sc. 2.\\nA man of sovereign parts he is esteem d\\nWell fitted in arts, glorious in arms\\nNothing becomes him ill that he would well. Act a. Sc. i.\\nA merrier man,\\nWithin the limit of becoming mirth,\\nI never spent an hour s talk withal. ibid.\\nDelivers in such apt and gracious words\\nThat aged ears play truant at his tales,\\nAnd younger hearings are quite ravished\\nSo sweet and voluble is his discourse. ibid.\\nBy my penny of observation. Act Hi. Sc. i.\\nThe boy hath sold him a bargain, a goose, that s flat.\\nIbid.\\nTo sell a bargain well is as cunning as fast and loose.\\nIbid.\\nA very beadle to a humorous sigh. iud.\\nThis senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid\\nEegent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms,\\nThe anointed sovereign of sighs and groans,\\nLiege of all loiterers and malcontents. ibid.\\nHe hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a\\nbook he hath not eat paper, as it were he hath not\\ndrunk ink. Act iv. Sc. 2.\\nMany can brook the weather that love not the wind.\\nIbid.\\nYou two are book-men. ibid.\\nDictynna, goodman Dull. ibid.\\nThese are begot in the ventricle of memory, nourished\\nin the womb of pia mater, and delivered upon the mel-\\nlowing of occasion. ibid.\\nFor where is any author in the world\\nTeaches such beauty as a woman s eye\\nLearning is but an adjunct to ourself, sc. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0083.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "56 SHAKESPEAKE.\\nIt adds a precious seeing to the eye.\\nLove s Labour s Lost. Act iv. Sc. 3.\\nAs sweet and musical\\nAs bright Apollo s lute, strung with his hair\\nAnd when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods\\nMakes heaven drowsy with the harmony. jud.\\nFrom women s eyes this doctrine I derive\\nThey sparkle still the right Promethean fire\\nThey are the books, the arts, the academes,\\nThat show, contain, and nourish all the world. iud.\\nHe draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than\\nthe staple of his argument. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nPriscian a little scratched, t will serve.\\nThey have been at a great feast of languages, and\\nstolen the scraps. jud.\\nIn the posteriors of this day, which the rude multitude\\ncall the afternoon. jud.\\nThey have measured many a mile\\nTo tread a measure with you on this grass. Sc. 2.\\nLet me take you a button-hole lower. ibid.\\nI have seen the day of wrong through the little hole\\nof discretion. ibid.\\nA jest s prosperity lies in the ear\\nOf him that hears it, never in the tongue\\nOf him that makes it. ibid.\\nWhen daisies pied and violets blue,\\nAnd lady-smocks all silver-white,\\nAnd cuckoo-buds of yellow hue\\nDo paint the meadows with delight,\\nThe cuckoo then, on every tree,\\nMocks married men. md.\\nf\\n1 Musical as is Apollo s lute. Milton: Comus, line 78.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0084.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 57\\nThe words of Mercury are harsh after the songs of\\nApollo. Love s Labour s Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.\\nBut earthlier happy is the rose distill d\\nThan that which withering on the virgin thorn 1\\nGrows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.\\nA Midsummer Night s Dream. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nFor aught that I could ever read, 2\\nCould ever hear by tale or history,\\nThe course of true love never did run smooth. ibid.\\nOh, hell to choose love by another s eyes. ibid.\\nSwift as a shadow, short as any dream\\nBrief as the lightning in the collie d night,\\nThat in a spleen unfolds both heaven and earth,\\nAnd ere a man hath power to say, ik Behold\\nThe jaws of darkness do devour it up\\nSo quick bright things come to confusion. ibid.\\nLove looks not with the eyes, but with the mind\\nAnd therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. ibid.\\nMasters, spread yourselves. Sc. 2.\\nThis is Ercles vein. iud.\\nI 11 speak in a monstrous little voice. ibid.\\nI am slow of study. ibid.\\nThat would hang us, every mother s son. ibid.\\nI will roar you as gently as any sucking dove I will\\nroar you, an *t were any nightingale. ibid.\\nA proper man, as one shall see in a summer s day. ibid.\\nThe human mortals. Act a. Sc. i.\u00c2\u00ab\\nThe rude sea grew civil at her song,\\nAnd certain stars shot madly from their spheres\\nTo hear the sea-maid s music. ibid.\\n1 Maidens withering on the stalk. Wordsworth Personal Tall:,\\nstanza 1. H\\n2 Ever I could read, Dyce. Knight, Singer, and White.\\n3 Act ii. sc. 2 in Singer and Knight.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0085.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "I-\\n58 SHAKESPEARE.\\nAnd the imperial votaress passed on,\\nIn maiden meditation, fancy-free.\\nYet marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell\\nIt fell upon a little western flower,\\nBefore milk-white, now purple with love s wound,\\nAnd maidens call it love-in-idleness.\\nA Midsummer Night s Dream. Act ii. Sc.%}\\nI 11 put a girdle round about the earth\\nIn forty minutes. 2 ibid.\\nMy heart\\nIs true as steel. 3 ibidA\\nI know a bank where the wild thyme blows,\\nWhere oxlips and the nodding violet grows,\\nQuite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,\\nWith sweet musk-roses and with eglantine. ibid.\\nA lion among ladies is a most dreadful thing.\\nAct Hi. Sc. 1.\\nBless thee, Bottom bless thee thou art translated.\\nIbid.\\nLord, what fools these mortals be Sc. 2.\\nSo we grew together,\\nLike to a double cherry, seeming parted,\\nBut yet an union in partition. ibid.\\nTwo lovely berries moulded on one stem. ibid.\\nI have an exposition of sleep come upon me. Act iv. Sc. l.\\nI have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what\\ndream it was. ibid.\\nThe eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath\\nnot seen, 5 man s hand is not able to taste, his tongue to\\nconceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.\\nIbid.\\n1 Act ii. sc. 2 in Singer and Knight.\\n2 See Chapman, page 36.\\n3 Trew as Steele. Chaucek Troilus and Cresseide book v. line 831.\\n4 Act ii. sc. 2 in Singer and Knight.\\n5 Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard. 1 Corinthians, ii. 9.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0086.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 59\\nA buck of the first head.\\nA Midsummer Nightfs Dream. Act iv. Sc. 2.\\nThe lunatic, the lover, and the poet\\nAre of imagination all compact. Act v. Sc. i.\\nThe lover, all as frantic,\\nSees Helen s beauty in a brow of Egypt\\nThe poet s eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,\\nDoth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven\\nAnd as imagination bodies forth\\nThe forms of things unknown, the poet s pen\\nTurns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing\\nA local habitation and a name.\\nSuch tricks hath strong imagination,\\nThat if it would but apprehend some joy,\\nIt comprehends some bringer of that joy;\\nOr in the night, imagining some fear,\\nHow easy is a bush supposed a bear ibid.\\nFor never anything can be amiss,\\nWhen simpleness and duty tender it. ibid.\\nThe true beginning of our end. 1 ibid.\\nThe best in this kind are but shadows. ibid.\\nA very gentle beast, and of a good conscience. ibid.\\nThis passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go\\nnear to make a man look sad. ibid.\\nThe iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. ibid.\\nMy ventures are not in one bottom trusted,\\nNor to One place. The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nNow, by two-headed Janus,\\nNature hath framed strange fellows in her time. ibid.\\nThough Nestor swear the jest be laughable. ibid.\\nYou have too much respect upon the world\\nThey lose it that do buy it with much care. ibid.\\n1 I see the beginning of my end. Massinger The Virgin Martyr,\\nact Hi. sc. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0087.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "60 SHAKESPEARE.\\nI hold the world but as the world, Gratiano,\\nA stage, where every man must play a part\\nAnd mine a sad One. The Merchant of Venice. Act L Sc. 1.\\nWhy should a man, whose blood is warm within,\\nSit like his grandsire cut in alabaster ibid.\\nThere are a sort of men whose visages\\nDo cream and mantle like a standing pond. ibid.\\nI am Sir Oracle,\\nAnd when I ope my lips, let no dog bark ibid.\\nI do know of these\\nThat therefore only are reputed wise\\n-Tor saying nothing. ibid.\\nPish not, with this melancholy bait,\\nFor this fool gudgeon, this opinion. ibid.\\nGratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than\\nany man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of\\nwheat hid in two bushels of chaff you shall seek all\\nday ere you find them, and when you have them, they\\nare not worth the search. ibid.\\nIn my school-days, when I had lost one shaft,\\nI shot his fellow of the selfsame flight\\nThe selfsame way, with more advised watch,\\nTo find the other forth and by adventuring both,\\nI oft found both. ibid.\\nThey are as sick that surfeit with too much, as they\\nthat starve with nothing. sc. 2.\\nSuperfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but compe-\\ntency lives longer. ibid.\\nIf to do were as easy as to know what were good to do,\\nchapels had been churches, and poor men s cottages\\nprinces palaces. 1 ibid.\\n1 For the good that I would I do not but the evil which I would not, that\\nI do. Romans viii. 19.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0088.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 61\\nThe brain may devise laws for the blood, but a hot\\ntemper leaps o er a cold decree.\\nThe Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nHe doth nothing but talk of his horse. ibid.\\nGod made him, and therefore let him pass for a man.\\nibid.\\nWhen he is best, he is a little worse than a man\\nand when he is worst, he is little better than a beast.\\nIbid.\\nI dote on his very absence. ibid.\\nMy meaning in saying he is a good man, is to have you\\nunderstand me that he is sufficient. Sc. 3.\\nShips are but boards, sailors but men there be land-\\nrats and water-rats, water-thieves and land-thieves.\\nibid.\\nI will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk\\nwith you, and so following but I will not eat with you,\\ndrink with you, nor pray with you. What news on the\\nBialto ibid.\\nI will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.\\nHe hates our sacred nation, and he rails,\\nEven there where merchants most do congregate. iud.\\nThe devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. ibid.\\nA goodly apple rotten at the heart\\nOh, what a goodly outside falsehood hath iud.\\nMany a time and oft\\nIn the Eialto you have rated me. iud.\\nFor sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. ibid.\\nYou call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog,\\nAnd spit upon my Jewish gaberdine. ibid.\\nShall I bend low, and in a bondman s key,\\nWith bated breath and whispering humbleness. ibid.\\nFor when did friendship take\\nA breed for barren metal of his friend ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0089.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "62 SHAKESPEARE.\\nfather Abram what these Christians are,\\nWhose own hard dealings teaches them suspect\\nThe thoughts of Others The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nMislike me not for my complexion,\\nThe shadowed livery of the burnished sun. Act U. Sc. l.\\nThe young gentleman, according to Fates and Desti-\\nnies and such odd sayings, the Sisters Three and such\\nbranches of learning, is indeed deceased; or, as you\\nwould say in plain terms, gone to heaven. Sc. 2.\\nThe very staff of my age, my very prop. ibid.\\nIt is a wise father that knows his own child. ibid.\\nAn honest exceeding poor man. ibid.\\nTruth will come to sight murder cannot be hid long.\\nIbid.\\nIn the twinkling of an eye. ibid.\\nAnd the vile squeaking of the wry-necked fife. Sc. 5.\\nAll things that are,\\nAre with more spirit chased than enjoy d.\\nHow like a younker or a prodigal\\nThe scarfed bark puts from her native bay,\\nHugged and embraced by the strumpet wind\\nHow like the prodigal doth she return,\\nWith over-weather d ribs and ragged sails,\\nLean, rent, and beggar d by the strumpet wind sc. 6.\\nMust I hold a candle to my shames ibid.\\nBut love is blind, and lovers cannot see\\nThe pretty follies that themselves commit. ibid.\\nAll that glisters is not gold. 1 sc. 7.\\nYoung in limbs, in judgment old. ibid.\\nEven in the force and road of casualty. Sc. 9.\\n1 See Chaucer, page 5.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0090.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 63\\nHanging and wiving goes by destiny. 1\\nThe Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 9.\\nIf my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word.\\nAct Hi. Sc. 1.\\nIf it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge.\\nI am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes Hath not a Jew\\nhands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions\\nibid.\\nThe villany yon teach me I will execute, and it shall\\ngo hard, but I will better the instruction. md.\\nMakes a swan-like end.\\nFading in music. 2 2.\\nTell me where is fancy bred.\\nOr in the heart or in the head\\nHow begot, how nourished\\nReply, reply.\\nIn law. what plea so tainted and corrupt\\nBut being seas :_ 1 with a gracious voice\\nObscures the show of evil? /^i.\\nThere is no vice so simple but assumes\\nSome mark of virtue in his outward parts. ibid.\\nThus ornament is but the gulled shore\\nmost dangerous sea. ibid.\\nThe seeming truth which cunning times put on\\nTo entrap the wisest. ibid.\\n1 See Hevwood. page 10.\\nI will play the swan and die in music. Oih.ello, act v. sc. 2.\\nI am the cygnet to this pale faint swan.\\nWb ;ful hymn to his own death.\\nKino J hn. act v. sc. 7.\\nThere, swan-like, le: n;e sing and die. Bykoh Don Juan, can::- Hi.\\nst. 86.\\nY ii think that upon the score of fore-knowledge and divining I am\\ninfinitely inferior to the swans. When they perceive approaching death\\nthey sing more merrily than before, because of the joy they have in going\\nto the God they serve. Socrates In Phaedo. 77.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0091.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "64 SHAKESPEARE.\\nAn unlesson d girl, unschooPd, unpractised\\nHappy in this, she is not yet so old\\nBut she may learn. 1 The Merchant of Venice. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nHere are a few of the unpleasant st words\\nThat ever blotted paper\\nThe kindest man,\\nThe best-condition d and unwearied spirit\\nIn doing courtesies. iud.\\nThus when I shun Scylla, your father, I fall into\\nCharybdis, your mother. 2 sc.5.\\nLet it serve for table-talk. iud.\\nA harmless necessary cat. Act iv. Sc. i.\\nWhat wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice\\nibid.\\nI am a tainted wether of the flock,\\nMeetest for death the weakest kind of fruit\\nDrops earliest to the ground. ibid.\\nI never knew so young a body with so old a head. ibid.\\nThe qualit}* of mercy is not strain 7 d,\\nIt droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven\\nUpon the place beneath. It is twice blest\\nIt blesseth him that gives and him that takes.\\nT is mightiest in the mightiest it becomes\\nThe throned monarch better than his crown\\nHis sceptre shows the force of temporal power,\\nThe attribute to awe and majesty,\\nWherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings\\nBut mercy is above this sceptred sway,\\nIt is enthroned in the hearts of kings,\\nIt is an attribute to God himself\\nAnd earthly power doth then show likest God s,\\n1 It is better to learn late than never. Publius Syrus Maxim 864.\\n2 Incidis in Scyllam cupiens vitare Charybdim (One falls into Scylla in\\nseeking to avoid Charybdis). Phillippe Gualtier Alexandreis, booh v.\\nline 301. Circa 1300.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0092.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 65\\nWhen mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew,\\nThough justice be thy plea, consider this,\\nThat in the course of justice none of us\\nShould see salvation we do pray for mercy\\nAnd that same prayer doth teach us all to render\\nThe deeds of mercy. The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nA Daniel come to judgment yea, a Daniel iud.\\nIs it so nominated in the bond 1 jbid.\\nT is not in the bond. ibid.\\nSpeak me fair in death. ibid.\\nAn upright judge, a learned judge ibid.\\nA second Daniel, a Daniel, Jew\\nNow, infidel, I have you on the hip. ibid.\\nI thank thee, Jew, for teaching me that word. ibid.\\nYou take my house when you do take the prop\\nThat doth sustain my house you take my life\\nWhen you do take the means whereby I live. md.\\nHe is well paid that is well satisfied. ibid.\\nHow sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank\\nHere we will sit and let the sounds of music\\nCreep in our ears soft stillness and the night\\nBecome the touches of sweet harmony.\\nSit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven\\nIs thick inlaid with patines of bright gold\\nThere s not the smallest orb which thou behold st\\nBut in his motion like an angel sings,\\nStill quiring to the young-eyed cherubims.\\nSuch harmony is in immortal souls\\nBut whilst this muddy vesture of decay\\nDoth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it. Act v. Sc 1.\\nI am never merry when I hear sweet music. ibid.\\n1 It is not nominated in the bond, White.\\n5", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0093.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "66 SHAKESPEARE.\\nThe man that hath no music in himself,\\nNor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,\\nIs fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils\\nThe motions of his spirit are dull as night,\\nAnd his affections dark as Erebus.\\nLet no such man be trusted.\\nThe Merchant of Venice. Act v. Sc. 1\\nHow far that little candle throws his beams\\nSo shines a good deed in a naughty world. j^d.\\nHow many things by season seasoned are\\nTo their right praise and true perfection iud.\\nThis night methinks is but the daylight sick. ibid.\\nThese blessed candles of the night. ibid.\\nFair ladies, you drop manna in the way\\nOf starved people. ibid.\\nWe will answer all things faithfully. iud.\\nFortune reigns in gifts of the world.\\nAs You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nThe little foolery that wise men have makes a great\\nshow. Ibidt\\nWell said that was laid on with a trowel. jud.\\nYour heart s desires be with you ibid.\\nOne out of suits with fortune. ibid.\\nHereafter, in a better world than this,\\nI shall desire more love and knowledge of you. md.\\nMy pride fell with my fortunes. ibid.\\nCel Not a word\\nMos. Not one to throw at a dog. sc. 3.\\nOh, how full of briers is this working-day world ibid.\\nBeauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. ibid.\\nWe 11 have a swashing and a martial outside,\\nAs many other mannish cowards have. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0094.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 67\\nSweet are the use- adversity,\\nWhich like the toad, ugly and venomous.\\nWears ye: a reeious wv~el in his head\\nAnd this our life, exempt from public haunt.\\nIs tongues in trees, books in the rnnning brooks,\\nSermons in stones, and good in every thing.\\nAi Y. A It. Ac: 5c. 1.\\nThe big round tears\\nCoursed one another lown his innocent nose\\nIn piteous chase.\\nPoor dear, quoth he, thou makest a testament\\nAs worldlings do, giving thy sum of more\\nTo that which had :oo much. n\\nSweep on. you fat and greasy htizens. ;eaa\\nAnd He that doth the ravens feed\\nI^a. providently caters for the span:\\nBe comfort to my r e Sc. 3.\\nFor in my youth I nevei did apply\\nHot and rebelli oos liquors in my blc\\nTherefore my age is as a lusty winter.\\nFrostv. but kindly.\\nOh. good did man. h well in thee appe\\nThe constant service the antique world,\\nWhen service sweat duty, not for me\\nThan art no: lor the fashion :hese times.\\nWhere nine will sweat it foi nam wain.\\nAy. now am I in Arden the more fool I. When I w-;\\nat hi n_e I vws in a oetter place aat travellers must be\\nntent. so, 4,\\nI shall ne er be ware of mine own wit till I break mv\\nshins against it. a; i\\nUnder the greenwood tree\\nWho loves to lie with me. 5:, 5.\\nI met a fool i the forest.\\nA motlev fool Sc7.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0095.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "68 SHAKESPEARE.\\nAnd rail d on Lady Fortune in good terms,\\nIn good set terms. As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.\\nAnd then lie drew a dial from his poke,\\nAnd looking on it with lack-lustre eye,\\nSays very wisely, It is ten o clock\\nThus we may see, quoth he, how the world wags.\\nIbid.\\nAnd so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe,\\nAnd then from hour to hour we rot and rot\\nAnd thereby hangs a tale. 1 jud.\\nMy lungs began to crow like chanticleer,\\nThat fools should be so deep-contemplative\\nAnd I did laugh sans intermission\\nAn hour by his dial. ibid.\\nMotley s the only wear. ibid.\\nIf ladies be but young and fair,\\nThey have the gift to know it and in his brain,\\nWhich is as dry as the remainder biscuit\\nAfter a voyage, he hath strange places cramm d\\nWith observation, the which he vents\\nIn mangled forms. ibid.\\nI must have liberty\\nWithal, as large a charter as the wind,\\nTo blow on whom I please. ibid.\\nThe why is plain as way to parish church. ibid.\\nUnder the shade of melancholy boughs,\\nLose and neglect the creeping hours of time\\nIf ever you have look d on better days,\\nIf ever been where bells have knolPd to church,\\nIf ever sat at any good man s feast. ibid.\\nTrue is it that we have seen better days. ibid.\\nl The same in The Taming of the Shrew, act iv. sc. 1 in Othello, act\\nHi. sc. 1; in The Merry Wives of Windsor, act i. sc. 4 and in As You Like\\nIt, act ii. sc. 7. Rabelais book v. chap. iv.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0096.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 69\\nAnd wiped our eyes\\nOf drops that sacred pity hath engendered.\\nAs Ton Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.\\nOppressed with two weak evils, age and hunger. ibid.\\nAll the world s a stage,\\nLnd all the men and women merely players. 1\\nThey have their exits and their entrances\\nAnd one man in his time plays many parts,\\nHis acts being seven ages. At first the infant,\\n^Mewling and puking in the nurse s arms.\\nAnd then the whining school-boy, with his satchel\\nAnd shining morning face, creeping like snail\\nUnwillingly to school. And then the lover,\\nSighing like furnace, with a woful ballad\\nMade to his mistress eyebrow. Then a soldier,\\nFull of strange oaths and bearded like the pard\\nJealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,\\nSeeking the bubble reputation\\nEven in the cannon s mouth. And then the justice,\\nIn fair round belly with good capon lined,\\nWith eyes severe and beard of formal cut,\\nPull of wise saws and modern instances\\nAnd so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts\\nInto the lean and slipper d pantaloon,\\nWith spectacles on nose and pouch on side\\nHis youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide\\nFor his shrunk shank and his big manly voice,\\nTurning again toward childish treble, pipes\\nAnd whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,\\nThat ends this strange eventful history,\\nIs second childishness and mere oblivion,\\nSans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything. ibid.\\n1 The world *s a theatre, the earth a stage,\\nWhich God and Nature do with actors fill.\\nThomas Hetwood Apology for Actors. 1612.\\nA noble farce, wherein kings, republics, and emperors have for so many\\nages played their parts, and to which the whole vast universe serves for a\\ntheatre. Montaigne Of the most Excellent Men.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0097.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "70 SHAKESPEARE.\\nBlow, blow, thou winter wind\\nThou art not so unkind\\nAs man s ingratitude.\\nAs You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.\\nThe fair, the chaste, and unexpressive she. Act in. Sc. 2.\\nIt goes much against my stomach. Hast any philoso-\\nphy in thee, shepherd jud.\\nHe that wants money, means, and content is without\\nthree good friends. ibid.\\nThis is the very false gallop of verses. md.\\nLet. us make an honourable retreat. ibid.\\nWith bag and baggage. ibid.\\nOh, wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonder-\\nful and yet again wonderful, and after that out of all\\nhooping. ibid.\\nAnswer me in one word. ibid.\\nI do desire we may be better strangers. ibid.\\nTime travels in divers paces with divers persons. I 11\\ntell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal,\\nwho Time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.\\nIbid.\\nEvery one fault seeming monstrous till his fellow-\\nfault came to match it. ibid.\\nNeither rhyme nor reason. 1 ibid.\\nI would the gods had made thee poetical. ibid.\\nDown on your knees,\\nAnd thank Heaven, fasting, for a good maivs love. 8c. 5.\\nIt is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many\\nsimples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sun-\\ndry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumi-\\nnation wraps me in a most humorous sadness.\\nAct iv. Sc. 1.\\nI have gained my experience. ibid.\\n1 See Spenser, page 30.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0098.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 71\\nI had rather have a fool to make me merry than\\nexperience to make me sad. As You Like it. Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nI will scarce think yon have swam in a gondola. ibid.\\nI 11 warrant him heart-whole. ibid.\\n^,-ood orators, when they are out, they will spit. ibid.\\nMen have died from time to time, and worms have\\neaten them, but not for love. jud.\\nCan one desire too much of a good thing l jud.\\nFor ever and a day. iud.\\nMen are April when they woo, December when they\\nwed maids are May when they are maids, but the sky\\nchanges when they are wives. iud.\\nThe horn, the horn, the lusty horn\\nIs not a thing to laugh to scorn. sc. 2.\\nChewing the food 2 of sweet and bitter fancy. sc. 3.\\nIt is meat and drink to me. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nSo so is good, very good, very excellent good and\\nyet it is not it is but so so. ibid.\\nThe fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man\\nknows himself to be a fool. ibid.\\nI will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways. ibid.\\nNo sooner met but they looked no sooner looked but\\nthey loved no sooner loved but they sighed no sooner\\nsighed but they asked one another the reason no sooner\\nknew the reason but they sought the remedy. Sc. 2.\\nHow bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through\\nanother man s eyes ibid.\\nHere comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all\\ntongues are called fools. g c 4.\\n1 Too much of a good thing. Cervantes: Don Quixote, parti, booh\\ni. chap. v\\n2 Cud in Dvce and Staunton.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0099.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "72 SHAKESPEARE.\\nAn ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine own.\\nAs You Like It. Act v. Sc. 4.\\nEich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house\\nas your pearl in your foul oyster. j^ t\\nThe Eetort Courteous; the Quip Modest;\\nthe Reply Churlish the Eeproof Valiant the\\nCountercheck Quarrelsome the Lie with Circum-\\nstance; the Lie Direct. ^id.\\nYour If is the only peacemaker much virtue in If. ibid.\\nGood wine needs no bush. 1 Epilogue.\\nWhat a case am I in. ibid.\\nLook in the chronicles we came in with Eichard\\nConqueror. The Taming of the Shrew. Indue. Sc. 1.\\nLet the world slide. 2 jud.\\nI 11 not budge an inch. ibid.\\nAs Stephen Sly and old John Naps of Greece,\\nAnd Peter Turph and Henry Pimpernell,\\nAnd twenty more such names and men as these\\nWhich never were, nor no man ever saw. Sc. 2.\\nNo profit grows where is no pleasure ta en\\nIn brief, sir, study what you most affect. Act i. Sc. l.\\nThere s small choice in rotten apples. ibid.\\nNothing comes amiss so money comes withal. Sc. 2.\\nTush tush fear boys with bugs. ibid.\\nAnd do as adversaries do in law,\\nStrive mightily, but eat and drink as friends. ibid.\\nWho wooed in haste, and means to wed at leisure. 3\\nAct in. Sc. 2.\\n1 You need not hang up the ivy branch over the wine that will sell.\\nPublius Syrus Maxim 968.\\n2 See Hey wood, page 9. Beaumont and Fletcher Wit without\\nMoney.\\n3 Married in haste, we may repent at leisure. Congreve The Old\\nBachelor, act v. sc. 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0100.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 73\\nAnd thereby hangs a tale.\\nThe Taming of the Shrew. Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nMy cake is dough. Act v. Sc. i.\\nA woman moved is like a fountain troubled,\\nMuddy, ill-seeming, thick, bereft of beauty. Sc. 2.\\nSuch duty as the subject owes the prince,\\nEven such a woman oweth to her husband. ibid.\\nT were all one\\nThat I should love a bright particular star,\\nAnd think to wed it. All s Well that Ends Well. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nThe hind that would be mated by the lion\\nMust die for love. ibid.\\nOur remedies oft in ourselves do lie,\\nWhich we ascribe to Heaven. ibid.\\nService is no heritage. Sc 3.\\nHe must needs go that the devil drives. 1 ibid.\\nMy friends were poor but honest. ibid.\\nOft expectation fails, and most oft there\\nWhere most it promises. Act U. Sc. 1.\\nI will show myself highly fed and lowly taught. Sc. 2.\\nFrom lowest place when virtuous things proceed,\\nThe place is dignified by the doer s deed. sc.\\nThey say miracles are past. ibid.\\nAll the learned and authentic fellows. ibid.\\nA young man married is a man that s rnarr d. jMd.\\nMake the coming hour overflow with joy,\\nAnd pleasure drown the brim. sc. 4.\\nNo legacy is so rich as honesty. Act Hi. Sc. 5.\\n1 See Heywood, page 18.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0101.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "74 SHAKESPEARE.\\nThe web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill\\ntogether. All s Well that Ends Well. Act iv. Sc. 3.\\nWhose words all ears took captive. Act v. Sc. 3.\\nPraising what is lost\\nMakes the remembrance dear. j^ m\\nThe inaudible and noiseless foot of Time. 1 ibid.\\nAll impediments in fancy s course\\nAre motives of more fancy. ibid.\\nThe bitter past, more welcome is the sweet. ibid.\\nIf music be the food of love, play on\\nGive me excess of it, that, surfeiting,\\nThe appetite may sicken, and so die.\\nThat strain again it had a dying fall\\nOh, it came o er my ear like the sweet sound 2\\nThat breathes upon a bank of violets,\\nStealing and giving odour Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. l.\\nI am sure care s an enemy to life. Sc. 3.\\nAt my fingers ends. 3 ibid.\\nWherefore are these things hid ibid.\\nIs it a world to hide virtues in ibid.\\nOne draught above heat makes him a fool the second\\nmads him and a third drowns him. Sc. 5.\\nWe will draw the curtain and show you the picture.\\nIbid.\\nT is beauty truly blent, whose red and white\\nNature s own sweet and cunning hand laid on\\nLady, you are the cruell st she alive\\nIf you will lead these graces to the grave\\nAnd leave the world no copy. ibid.\\n1 How noiseless falls the foot of time W. R. Spencer Lines to Lady\\nA. Hamilton.\\n2 Like the sweet south M in Dyce and Singer. This change was made\\nat the suggestion of Pope.\\n3 See He} r wood, page 12.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0102.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 75\\nHalloo your name to the reverberate hills,\\nAnd make the babbling gossip of the air\\nCry OUt. Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 5.\\nJourneys end in lovers meeting,\\nEvery wise man s son doth know. j ct a, Sc. 3.\\nThen come kiss me, sweet and twenty. jud.\\nHe does it with a better grace, but I do it more\\nnatural. ma.\\nIs there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you\\nibid.\\nSir To. Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous,\\nthere shall be no more cakes and ale\\nClo. Yes, by Saint Anne, and ginger shall be hot i\\nthe mouth too. iud.\\nMy purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour. ibid.\\nThese most brisk and giddy-paced times. Sc. 4.\\nLet still the woman take\\nAn elder than herself so wears she to him,\\nSo sways she level in her husband s heart\\nFor, boy, however we do praise ourselves,\\nOur fancies are more giddy and unarm,\\nMore longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn,\\nThan women s are. ibid.\\nThen let thy love be younger than thyself,\\nOr thy affection cannot hold the bent. ibid.\\nThe spinsters and the knitters in the sun\\nAnd the free maids that weave their thread with bones\\nDo use to chant it it is silly sooth,\\nAnd dallies with the innocence of love,\\nLike the old age. ibid.\\nDuke. And what s her history\\nVio. A blank, my lord. She never told her love,\\nBut let concealment, like a worm i the bud,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0103.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "76 SHAKESPEARE.\\nFeed on her damask cheek she pined in thought,\\nAnd with a green and yellow melancholy\\nShe sat like patience on a monument,\\nSmiling at grief. Twelfth Night. Act ii. Sc. 4.\\nI am all the daughters of my father s house,\\nAnd all the brothers too. iua.\\nAn you had any eye behind you, you might see more\\ndetraction at your heels than fortunes before you. Sc. 5.\\nSome are born great, some achieve greatness, and some\\nhave greatness thrust upon em. ibid.\\nFoolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun it\\nshines everywhere. Act Hi. Sc. l.\\nOh, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful\\nIn the contempt and anger of his lip ibid.\\nLove sought is good, but given unsought is better. ibid.\\nLet there be gall enough in thy ink though thou write\\nwith a goose-pen, no matter. Sc. 2.\\nI think we do know the sweet Eoman hand. sc. 4.\\nPut thyself into the trick of singularity. ibid.\\nT is not for gravity to play at cherry-pit with Satan.\\nIbid.\\nThis is very midsummer madness. ibid.\\nWhat, man defy the Devil consider, he is an enemy\\nto mankind. ibid.\\nIf this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn\\nit as an improbable fiction. ibid.\\nMore matter for a May morning. ibid.\\nStill you keep o the windy side of the law. ibid.\\nAn I thought he had been valiant and so cunning in\\nfence, I Id have seen him damned ere I Id have chal-\\nlenged him. ibid i\\n1 Act iii. Sc. 5 in Dyce.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0104.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 77\\nOut of my lean and low ability\\nI 11 lend you something. Twelfth Night. Act Hi. Sc. 4.1\\nOut of the jaws of death. 2 ibid A\\nAs the old hermit of Prague, that never saw pen and\\nink, very wittily said to a niece of King Gorboduc, That\\nthat is, is. Act iv. Sc. 2.\\nClo. What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning\\nwild fowl\\nMai. That the soul of our grandam might haply in-\\nhabit a bird.- ibid.\\nThus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.\\nAct v. Sc. 1.\\nFor the rain it raineth every day. ibid.\\nThey say we are\\nAlmost as like as eggs. The Winter s Tale. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nWhat s gone and what s past help\\nShould be past grief. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nA snapper-up of unconsidered trifles. Act iv. Sc. 3$\\nA merry heart goes all the day,\\nYour sad tires in a mile-a. ibid.\\nProserpina,\\nFor the flowers now, that frighted thou let st fall\\nProm Dis s waggon daffodils,\\nThat come before the swallow dares, and take\\nThe winds of March with beauty violets dim,\\nBut sweeter than the lids of Juno s eyes\\nOr Cytherea s breath pale primroses,\\nThat die unmarried, ere they can behold\\nBright Phoebus in his strength, a malady\\n1 Act iii. sc. 5 in Dyce.\\n2 Into the jaws of death. Tennyson: The Charge of the Light Brigade,\\nstanza 3.\\nIn the jaws of death. Du Bartas Divine Weekes and WorJces, sec-\\nond iveeJc, first day, part iv.\\n3 Act iv. sc. 2 in Dyce, Knight, Singer, Staunton, and White.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0105.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "78 SHAKESPEARE.\\nMost incident to maids bold oxlips and\\nThe crown imperial lilies of all kinds,\\nThe flower-de-luce being One. The Winter s Tale. Act iv. Sc. 41\\nWhen you do dance, I wish you\\nA wave o the sea/ 2 that you might ever do\\nNothing but that. ibid.\\nI love a ballad in print o life, for then we are sure\\nthey are true. ibid.\\nTo unpathed waters, undreamed shores. ibid.\\nLord of thy presence and no land beside.\\nKing John. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nAnd if his name be George, I 11 call him Peter\\nFor new-made honour doth forget men s names. ibid.\\nFor he is but a bastard to the time\\nThat doth not smack of observation. ibid.\\nSweet, sweet, sweet poison for the age s tooth. ibid.\\nFor courage mounteth with occasion. Act U. Sc. i.\\nI would that I were low laid in my grave\\nI am not worth this coil that s made for me. ibid.\\nSaint George, that swinged the dragon, and e er since\\nSits on his horse back at mine hostess door. ibid.\\nHe is the half part of a blessed man,\\nLeft to be finished by such as she\\nAnd she a fair divided excellence,\\nWhose fulness of perfection lies in him. ibid.\\nTalks as familiarly of roaring lions\\nAs maids of thirteen do of puppy-dogs ind.s\\nZounds I was never so bethump d with words\\nSince I first call d my brother s father dad. Sc. 2%\\n1 Act iv. Sc. 3 in Dyce, Knight, Singer, Staunton, and White.\\n2 Like a wave of the sea. James i. 6.\\n3 Act ii. Sc. 2 in Singer, Staunton, and Knight.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0106.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 79\\nI will instruct my sorrows to be proud\\nFor grief is proud, and makes his owner stoop.\\nKing John. Act Hi. Sc. I. 1\\nHere I and sorrows sit\\nHere is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. jbidi\\nThou slave, thou wretch, thou coward\\nThou little valiant, great in villany\\nThou ever strong upon the stronger side\\nThou Fortune s champion that dost never fight\\nBut when her humorous ladyship is by\\nTo teach thee safety. ibid.\\nThou wear a lion s hide doff it for shame,\\nAnd hang a calf s-skin on those recreant limbs. ibid.\\nThat no Italian priest\\nShall tithe or toll in our dominions. ibid.\\nGrief fills the room up of my absent child.\\nLies in his bed. walks up and down with me,\\nPuts on his pretty looks, repeats his words.\\nKemembers me of all his gracious parts.\\nStuffs out his vacant garments with his form. Sc. 4.\\nLife is as tedious as a twice-told tale\\nVexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.\\nTThen Fortune means to men most good,\\nShe looks upon them with a threatening eye. 2 md.\\nAnd he that stands upon a slippery place\\nMakes nice of no vile hold to stay him up. ibid.\\nHow now. foolish rheum Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nTo gild refined gold, to paint the lily,\\nTo throw a perfume on the violet.\\nTo smooth the ice, or add another hue\\nUnto the rainbow, or with taper-light\\nTo seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish,\\nIs wasteful and ridiculous excess. 8c. 2.\\n1 Act ii. Sc. 2 in White.\\n2 When fortune flatters, she does it to betray. Publius Syrus:\\nMaxim 278.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0107.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "80 SHAKESPEARE.\\nAnd oftentimes excusing of a fault\\nDoth, make the fault the worse by the excuse. 1\\nKing John. Act iv. Sc. 2.\\nWe cannot hold mortality s strong hand. Md.\\nMake haste the better foot before. ibid.\\nI saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus,\\nThe whilst his iron did on the anvil cool,\\nWith open mouth swallowing a tailor s news. ibid.\\nAnother lean unwashed artificer. jud.\\nHow oft the sight of means to do ill deeds\\nMake deeds ill done ibid.\\nMocking the air with colours idly spread. Act v. Sc. i.\\nT is strange that death should sing.\\nI am the cygnet to this pale faint swan,\\nWho chants a doleful hymn to his own death, 2\\nAnd from the organ-pipe of frailty sings\\nHis soul and body to their lasting rest. Sc. 7.\\nNow my soul hath elbow-room. ibid.\\nThis England never did, nor never shall,\\nLie at the proud foot of a conqueror. ibid.\\nCome the three corners of the world in arms,\\nAnd we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue,\\nIf England to itself do rest but true. ibid.\\nOld John of Gaunt, time-honoured Lancaster.\\nKing Richard II. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nIn rage deaf as the sea, hasty as fire. ibid.\\nThe daintiest last, to make the end most sweet. Sc. 3.\\nTruth hath a quiet breast. ibid.\\nAll places that the eye of heaven visits\\nAre to a wise man ports and happy havens. ibid.\\n1 Qui s excuse, s accuse (He who excuses himself accuses himself).\\nGabriel Meurier Tresor des Sentences. 1530-1601.\\n3 See page 63, note 2.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0108.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 81\\nOh, who can hold a fire in his hand\\nBy thinking on the frosty Caucasus\\nOr cloy the hungry edge of appetite\\nBy bare imagination of a feast\\nOr wallow naked in December snow\\nBy thinking on fantastic summer s heat\\nOh, no the apprehension of the good\\nGives but the greater feeling to the worse.\\nKing Richard II. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nThe tongues of dying men\\nEnforce attention like deep harmony. Act a. Sc. i.\\nThe setting sun, and music at the close,\\nAs the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last,\\nWrit in remembrance more than things long past. md.\\nThis royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle,\\nThis earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,\\nThis other Eden, demi-paradise,\\nThis fortress built by Zs ature for herself\\nAgainst infection and the hand of war,\\nThis happy breed of men, this little world,\\nThis precious stone set in the silver sea,\\nWhich serves it in the office of a Avail\\nOr as a moat defensive to a house,\\nAgainst the envy of less happier lands,\\nThis blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.\\nibid.\\nThe ripest fruit first falls. md.\\nEvermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor. sc. 3.\\nEating the bitter bread of banishment. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nFires the proud tops of the eastern pines. Sc. 2.\\nNot all the water in the rough rude sea\\nCan wash the balm off from an anointed king. jud.\\nOh, call back yesterday, bid time return md.\\nLet s talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs. ibid.\\n6", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0109.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "82 SHAKESPEARE.\\nAnd nothing can we call our own but death\\nAnd that small model of the barren earth\\nWhich serves as paste and cover to our bones.\\nFor God s sake, let us sit upon the ground\\nAnd tell sad stories of the death of kings.\\nKing Richard II. Act iii. Sc. 2.\\nComes at the last, and with a little pin\\nBores through his castle wall and farewell king\\nIbid.\\nHe is come to open\\nThe purple testament of bleeding war. sc. 3.\\nAnd my large kingdom for a little grave,\\nA little little grave, an obscure grave. ibid.\\nGave\\nHis body to that pleasant country s earth,\\nAnd his pure soul unto his captain Christ,\\nUnder whose colours he had fought so long. Act iv. Sc. i.\\nA mockery king of snow. ibid.\\nAs in a theatre, the eyes of men,\\nAfter a well-graced actor leaves the stage,\\nAre idly bent on him that enters next,\\nThinking his prattle to be tedious. Act v. Sc. 2.\\nAs for a camel\\nTo thread the postern of a small needle s eye. 1 ibid.\\nSo shaken as we are, so wan with care.\\nKing Henry I V. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nIn those holy fields\\nOver whose acres walked those blessed feet\\nWhich fourteen hundred years ago were nail d\\nFor our advantage on the bitter cross. ibid.\\nDiana s foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of\\nthe moon. s c 2.\\nOld father antic the law. ibid.\\n1 It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich\\nman to enter into the kingdom of God. Matt. xix. 24.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0110.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 83\\nI would to God thou aud I knew where a commodity\\nof good names were to be bought.\\nKing Htnry IV. Part I. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nThou hast damnable iteration, and art indeed able to\\ncorrupt a saint. ibid.\\nAnd now am I, if a man should speak truly, little\\nbetter than one of the wicked. md.\\nT is my vocation, Hal t is no sin for a man to labour\\nin his vocation. ibid.\\nHe will give the devil his due. 1 ibid.\\nThere s neither honesty, manhood, nor good fellowship\\nin thee. bid.\\nIf all the year were playing holidays,\\nTo sport would be as tedious as to work. ibid.\\nFresh as a bridegroom and his chin new reap d\\nShowed like a stubble-land at harvest-home\\nHe was perfumed like a milliner,\\nAnd twixt his finger and his thumb he held\\nA pouncet-box, which ever and anon\\nHe gave his nose and took t away again. Sc. 3.\\nAnd as the soldiers bore dead bodies by,\\nHe called them untaught knaves, unmannerly,\\nTo bring a slovenly unhandsome corse\\nBetwixt the wind and his nobility. ibid.\\nGod save the mark. ibid.\\nAnd telling me, the sovereign st thing on earth\\nWas parmaceti for an inward bruise\\nAnd that it was great pity, so it was,\\nThis villanous saltpetre should be digg d\\nOut of the bowels of the harmless earth,\\nWhich many a good tall fellow had destroyed\\nSo cowardly and but for these vile guns,\\nHe would himself have been a soldier. ibid.\\n1 Thomas Nash Have with you to Saffron Walden. Drtden Epi-\\nlogue to the Duke of Guise,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0111.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "84 SHAKESPEARE.\\nThe blood more stirs\\nTo rouse a lion than to start a hare\\nKing Henry I V. Part Act i. Sc. 3.\\nBy heaven, niethinks it were an easy leap\\nTo pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon,\\nOr dive into the bottom of the deep,\\nWhere fathom-line could never touch the ground,\\nAnd pluck up drowned honour by the locks. ibid.\\nI know a trick worth two of that. Act U. Sc. l.\\nIf the rascal have not given me medicines to make me\\nlove him, I 11 be hanged. sc. 2.\\nIt would be argument for a week, laughter for a\\nmonth, and a good jest for ever. jud.\\nFalstaff sweats to death,\\nAnd lards the lean earth as he walks along. ibid.\\nOut of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety.\\nSc. 3.\\nBrain him with his lady s fan. ibid.\\nA Corinthian, a lad of mettle, a good boy. Sc. 4.\\nA plague of all cowards, I say. ibid.\\nThere live not three good men unhanged in England\\nand one of them is fat and grows old. ibid.\\nCall you that backing of your friends A plague\\nupon such backing Md.\\nI am a Jew else, an Ebrew Jew. ibid.\\nI have peppered two of them two I am sure I have\\npaid, two rogues in buckram suits. I tell thee what,\\nHal, if I tell thee a lie, spit in my face call me horse.\\nThou knowest my old ward here I lay, and thus I bore\\nmy point. Four rogues in buckram let drive at me\\nIbid.\\nThree misbegotten knaves in Kendal green. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0112.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 85\\nGive you a reason on compulsion If reasons were as\\nplentiful as blackberries, I would give no man a reason\\nupon compulsion, I. King Henry IV. Part L Act ii. Be. 4.\\nMark now, how a plain tale shall put you down. jbid.\\nI was now a coward on instinct. ibid.\\nXo more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me ibid.\\nWhat doth gravity out of his bed at midnight ma.\\nA plague of sighing and grief It blows a man up like\\na bladder. ibid.\\nIn King Cambyses vein. ibid.\\nThat reverend vice, that grey iniquity, that father\\nruffian, that vanity in years. ibid.\\nBanish plump Jack, and banish all the world. ibid.\\nPlay out the play. md.\\nOh, monstrous but one half-pennyworth of bread to\\nthis intolerable deal of sack md.\\nDiseased Nature oftentimes breaks forth\\nIn strange eruptions. Act Hi. Sc. l.\\nI am not in the roll of common men. ibid.\\nGlen. I can call spirits from the vasty deep.\\nHot. Why, so can I, or so can any man\\nBut will they come when you do call for them ibid.\\nWhile you live, tell truth and shame the devil 1 ibid.\\nI had rather be a kitten and cry mew\\nThan one of these same metre ballad-mongers. ibid.\\nBut in the way of bargain, mark ye me,\\nI 11 cavil on the ninth part of a hair. ibid.\\nA deal of skimble-skamble stuff. Ibid.\\n1 Beaumont and Fletcher: Wit without Money, activ. sc. 1. Swift:\\nMary the Cookmaid s Letter.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0113.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "86 SHAKESPEARE.\\nExceedingly well read. King Henry IV. Part I. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nA good mouth-filling oath. ibid.\\nA fellow of no mark nor likelihood. sc. 2.\\nTo loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little\\nMore than a little is by much too much. ibid.\\nAn I have not forgotten what the inside of a church\\nis made of, I am a pepper-corn. Sc. 3.\\nCompany, villanous company, hath been the spoil\\nof me. ibid.\\nShall I not take mine ease in mine inn ibid.\\nRob me the exchequer. ibid.\\nThis sickness doth infect\\nThe very life-blood of our enterprise. Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nThat daffed the world aside,\\nAnd bid it pass. ibid.\\nAll plumed like estridges that with the wind\\nBaited like eagles having lately bathed\\nGlittering in golden coats, like images\\nAs full of spirit as the month of May,\\nAnd gorgeous as the sun at midsummer. iud.\\nI saw young Harry, with his beaver on,\\nHis cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm d,\\nRise from the ground like feather d Mercury,\\nAnd vaulted with such ease into his seat\\nAs if an angel dropped down from the clouds,\\nTo turn and wind a fiery Pegasus\\nAnd witch the world with noble horsemanship. ibid.\\nThe cankers of a calm world and a long peace. Sc. 2.\\nA mad fellow met me on the way and told me I had\\nunloaded all the gibbets and pressed the dead bodies.\\nNo eye hath seen such scarecrows. I 11 not march\\nthrough Coventry with them, that s flat nay, and the", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0114.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 87\\nvillains march wide betwixt the legs, as if they had\\ngyves on for indeed I had the most of them out of\\nprison. There s but a shirt and a half in all my com-\\npany and the half -shirt is two napkins tacked to-\\ngether and thrown over the shoulders like an herald s\\nCOat without Sleeves. King Henry IV. Parti. Act iv. Be. 2.\\nFood for powder, food for powder they 11 fill a pit\\nas well as better.\\nTo the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a feast 1\\nFits a dull fighter and a keen guest. ibid.\\nI would t were bedtime, Hal, and all well. Act v. Sc. i.\\nHonour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick\\nme off when I come on, how then Can honour set to\\na leg no or an arm no or take away the grief of a\\nwound no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then no.\\nWhat is honour a word. What is in that word honour\\nwhat is that honour air. A trim reckoning Who\\nhath it he that died o Wednesday. Doth he feel it\\nno. Doth he hear it no. T is insensible, then yea,\\nto the dead. But will it not live with the living no.\\nWhy detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I 11 none\\nof it. Honour is a mere scutcheon. And so ends my\\ncatechism. ibid.\\nTwo stars keep not their motion in one sphere. Sc. 4.\\nThis earth that bears thee dead\\nBears not alive so stout a gentleman. iud.\\nThy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave,\\nBut not remember d in thy epitaph iud.\\nI could have better spared a better man. ibid.\\nThe better part of valour is discretion. 2 ibid.\\nFull bravely hast thou fleshed\\nThy maiden sword. md.\\n1 See Hey wood, page 19.\\n2 It show d discretion the best part of valour. Beaumont and\\nFletcher A King and no King t act ii. sc. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0115.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "88 SHAKESPEARE.\\nLord, Lord, how this world is given to lying I grant\\nyou I was down and out of breath and so was he. But\\nwe rose both at an instant, and fought a long hour by\\nShrewsbury clock. King Henry IV. Part Act v. 8c. 4.\\nI 11 purge, and leave sack, and live cleanly. ibid.\\nEven such a man, so faint, so spiritless,\\nSo dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone,\\nDrew Priam s curtain in the dead of night,\\nAnd would have told him half his Troy was burnt.\\nPart II. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nYet the first bringer of unwelcome news\\nHath but a losing office, and his tongue\\nSounds ever after as a sullen bell,\\nKemember d tolling a departing friend. ibid.\\nI am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit\\nis in other men. sc. 2.\\nA rascally yea-forsooth knave. ibid.\\nSome smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness\\nof time. ibid.\\nWe that are in the vaward of our youth. ibid.\\nFor my voice, I have lost it with halloing and singing\\nof anthems. ibid.\\nIt was alway yet the trick of our English nation, if\\nthey have a good thing to make it too common. ibid.\\nI were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to\\nbe scoured to nothing with perpetual motion. ibid.\\nIf I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. ibid.\\nWho lined himself with hope,\\nEating the air on promise of supply. ibid.\\nWhen we mean to build,\\nWe first survey the plot, then draw the model\\nAnd when we see the figure of the house,\\nThen must we rate the cost of the erection. 1 Sc. 3.\\n1 Which of you, intending to build a tower, sitteth not down first and\\ncounteth the cost, whether he have sufficient to furnish it Luke xiv. 28.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0116.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 89\\nAn habitation giddy and unsure\\nHath, he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.\\nKing Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nPast and to come seems best things present worst.\\nIbid.\\nA poor lone woman. Act U. Sc. i.\\nI 11 tickle your catastrophe. iud.\\nHe hath eaten me out of house and home. iud.\\nThou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sit-\\nting in my Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a\\nsea-coal fire, upon Wednesday in Wheeson week. iud.\\nI do now remember the poor creature, small beer. sc. 2.\\nLet the end try the man. iud.\\nThus we play the fools with the time, and the spirits\\nof the wise sit in the clouds and mock us. iud.\\nHe was indeed the glass\\nWherein the noble youth did dress themselves. Sc. 3.\\nAggravate your choler. Sc. 4.\\nsleep, gentle sleep,\\nNature s soft nurse how have I frighted thee.\\nThat thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down\\nAnd steep my senses in forgetfulness Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nWith all appliances and means to boot. ibid.\\nUneasy lies the head that wears a crown. ibid.\\nDeath, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all all\\nshall die. How a good yoke of bullocks at Stamford\\nfair Sc. 2.\\nAccommodated that is, when a man is, as they say,\\naccommodated or when a man is, being, whereby a\\nmay be thought to be accommodated, which is an ex-\\ncellent thing. ibid.\\nMost forcible Feeble. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0117.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "90 SHAKESPEARE.\\nWe have heard the chimes at midnight.\\nKing Henry IV. Part II. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nA man can die but once. j^z.\\nLike a man made after supper of a cheese-paring\\nwhen a was naked, he was, for all the world, like a\\nforked radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it\\nwith a knife. 7^\\nWe are ready to try our fortunes\\nTo the last man. ^ct iv. Sc 2.\\nI may justly say, with the hook-nosed fellow of Eome,\\nI came, saw, and overcame. g Ct 3\\nHe hath a tear for pity, and a hand\\nOpen as day for melting charity. sc. 4.\\nThy wish was father, Harry, to that thought. Sc. 5A\\nCommit\\nThe oldest sins the newest kind of ways. iud.^\\nA joint of mutton, and any pretty little tiny kick-\\nshaws, tell William cook. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nHis cares are now all ended. sc. 2.\\nFalstaff. What wind blew you hither, Pistol\\nPistol. Not the ill wind which blows no man to good. 2\\nSc. 3.\\nA f outre for the world and worldlings base\\nI speak of Africa and golden joys. md.\\nUnder which king, Bezonian speak, or die ibid.\\nOh for a Muse of fire, that would ascend\\nThe brightest heaven of invention\\nKing Henry V. Prologue.\\nConsideration, like an angel, came\\nAnd whipped the offending Adam out of him. Act i Sc. 1.\\n1 Act iv. Sc. 4 in Dyce, Singer, Staunton, and White.\\n2 See Heywood, page 20-\\n111 blows the wind that profits nobody. Henry VI. part Hi. act ii.\\nsc. 5.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0118.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 91\\nTurn him to any cause of policy,\\nThe Gordian knot of it he will unloose,\\nFamiliar as his garter that when he speaks,\\nThe air, a chartered libertine, is still.\\nKing Henry V. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nBase is the slave that pays. Act a. Sc. i.\\nEven at the turning o the tide. Sc. 3.\\nHis nose was as sharp as a pen, and a babbled of\\ngreen fields. ibid.\\nAs cold as any stone. md.\\nSelf-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin\\nAs self -neglecting. Sc. 4.\\nOnce more unto the breach, dear friends, once more,\\nOr close the wall up with our English dead\\nIn peace there s nothing so becomes a man\\nAs modest stillness and humility\\nBut when the blast of war blows in our ears,\\nThen imitate the action of the tiger\\nStiffen the sinews, summon up the blood. Act Hi. Sc. i.\\nAnd sheathed their swords for lack of argument. ibid.\\nI see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,\\nStraining upon the start. ibid.\\nI would give all my fame for a pot of ale and safety.\\nSc. 2.\\nMen of few words are the best men. ibid.\\nI thought upon one pair of English legs\\nDid march three Frenchmen. Sc. 6.\\nYou may as well say, that s a valiant flea that dare\\neat his breakfast on the lip of a lion. Sc. 7. 1\\nThe hum of either army stilly sounds,\\nThat the fixed sentinels almost receive\\nThe secret whispers of each other s watch\\n1 Act iii. Sc. 6 in Dvce.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0119.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "92 SHAKESPEARE.\\nFire answers fire, and through their paly flames\\nEach battle sees the other s umbered face\\nSteed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs\\nPiercing the night s dull ear, and from the tents\\nThe armourers, accomplishing the knights,\\nWith busy hammers closing rivets up, 1\\nGive dreadful note of preparation.\\nKing Henry V. Act iv. Prologue.\\nThere is some soul of goodness in things evil,\\nWould men observingly distil it out. sc. i\\nEvery subject s duty is the king s but every subject s\\nsoul is his own. jud.\\nThat s a perilous shot out of an elder-gun. ibid.\\nWho with a body filled and vacant mind\\nG-ets him to rest, crammed with distressful bread. ibid.\\nWinding up days with toil and nights with sleep. ibid.\\nBut if it be a sin to covet honour,\\nI am the most offending soul alive. Sc. 3.\\nThis day is called the feast of Crispian\\nHe that outlives this day and comes safe home,\\nWill stand a tip-toe when this day is named,\\nAnd rouse him at the name of Crispian. ibid.\\nThen shall our names,\\nFamiliar in his mouth 2 as household words,\\nHarry the King, Bedford and Exeter,\\nWarwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,\\nBe in their flowing cups freshly remembered. ibid.\\nWe few, we happy few, we band of brothers. ibid.\\nThere is a river in Macedon and there is also more-\\nover a river at Monmouth and there is salmons\\nin both. Sc. 7.\\n1 With clink of hammers closing rivets up. Cibbeii Richard III.\\nAltered, act v. sc. 3.\\n2 In their mouths in Dvce, Singer, Staunton, and White.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0120.jp2"}, "117": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 93\\nAn arrant traitor as any is in the universal world, or\\nin France, or in England King Henry v. Act fo. Sc. 8.\\nThere is occasions and causes why and wherefore in\\nall things. Act t SCm 2\\nBy this leek, I will most horribly revenge I eat and\\neat, I swear. j^u\\nAll hell shall stir for this. j^ j t\\nIf he be not fellow with the best king, thou shalt find\\nthe best king of good fellows. $c. 2.\\nHung be the heavens with black, yield day to night\\nKing Henry VI. Part I. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nHalcyon days. Sc. 2.\\nBetween two hawks, which flies the higher pitch\\nBetween two dogs, which hath the deeper mouth\\nBetween two blades, which bears the better temper\\nBetween two horses, which doth bear him best\\nBetween two girls, which hath the merriest eye.\\nI have perhaps some shallow spirit of judgment\\nBut in these nice sharp quillets of the law,\\nGood faith, I am no wiser than a daw. Act Sc, 4.\\nDelays have dangerous ends. 1 Act m. Sc. 2,\\nShe s beautiful, and therefore to be wooed\\nShe is a woman, therefore to be won. Act v. Sc. 3.\\nItfain chance. 2 p a n II. Act I Sc 1.\\nCould I come near your beauty with my nails,\\nI *d set my ten commandments in your face. Sc. 3.\\nSmooth runs the water where the brook is deep. 3\\nAct Hi. Sc. 1.\\n1 All delays are dangerous in war. Dkydket: Tyrannic Love, act i. sc. 1.\\n2 Have a care 0 th main chance. Butler Hudibras. part ii. canto ii.\\nBe careful still of the main chance. Dbydsn: Persius, satire vi.\\nSee Lyly. page 33.\\n3 See Raleigh, page 25.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0121.jp2"}, "118": {"fulltext": "94 SHAKESPEARE.\\nWhat stronger breastplate than a heart untainted\\nThrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just,\\nAnd he but naked, though locked up in steel,\\nWhose conscience with injustice is corrupted. 1\\nKing Henry VI. Part II. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nHe dies, and makes no sign. Sc. 3.\\nClose up his eyes and draw the curtain close\\nAnd let us all to meditation. md.\\nThe gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day\\nIs crept into the bosom of the sea. Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nThere shall be in England seven halfpenny loaves\\nsold for a penny; the three-hooped pot shall have ten\\nhoops and I will make it feloi^ to drink small beer.\\nSc. 2.\\nIs not this a lamentable thing, that of the skin of an\\ninnocent lamb should be made parchment that parch-\\nment, being scribbled o er, should undo a man ibid.\\nSir, he made a chimney in my father s house, and the\\nbricks are alive at this day to testify it. ibid.\\nThou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of\\nthe realm in erecting a grammar-school and whereas,\\nbefore, our forefathers had no other books but the score\\nand the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used, and,\\ncontrary to the king, his crown and dignity, thou hast\\nbuilt a paper-mill. Sc.7.\\nHow sweet a thing it is to wear a crown,\\nWithin whose circuit is Elysium\\nAnd all that poets feign of bliss and joy\\nPart III. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nAnd many strokes, though with a little axe,\\nHew down and fell the hardest-timbered oak.\\nAct ii. Sc. 1.\\n1 See Marlowe, page 40.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0122.jp2"}, "119": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 95\\nThe smallest worm will turn, being trodden on.\\nKing Henry VI. Part III. Act ii. Sc. 2.\\nDidst thou never hear\\nThat things ill got had ever bad success\\nAnd happy always was it for that son\\nWhose father for his hoarding went to hell ibid.\\nWarwick, peace,\\nProud setter up and puller down of kings Act Hi Sc. 3.\\nA little fire is quickly trodden out;\\nWhich, being suffered, rivers cannot quench. Act iv. Sc. 8.\\nSuspicion always haunts the guilty mind\\nThe thief doth fear each bush an officer. Act v. Sc. 6.\\nNow is the winter of our discontent\\nMade glorious summer by this sun of York,\\nAnd all the clouds that loured upon our house\\nIn the deep bosom of the ocean buried.\\nNow are our brows bound with victorious wreaths,\\nOur bruised arms hung up for monuments,\\nOur stern alarums changed to merry meetings,\\nOur dreadful marches to delightful measures.\\nGrim-visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front\\nAnd now, instead of mounting barbed steeds\\nTo fright the souls of fearful adversaries,\\nHe capers nimbly in a lady s chamber\\nTo the lascivious pleasing of a lute.\\nBut I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,\\nNor made to court an amorous looking-glass\\nI, that am rudely stamped, and want love s majesty\\nTo strut before a wanton ambling nymph\\nI, that am curtailed of this fair proportion,\\nCheated of feature by dissembling nature,\\nDeformed, unfinished, sent before my time\\nInto this breathing world, scarce half made up,\\nAnd that so lamely and unfashionable\\nThat dogs bark at me as I halt by them,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0123.jp2"}, "120": {"fulltext": "96 SHAKESPEARE,\\nWhy, I, in this weak piping time of peace,\\nHave no delight to pass away the time,\\nUnless to spy my shadow in the sun.\\nKing Richard II L Act i. Sc. I\\nTo leave this keen encounter of our wits* #c. 2.\\nWas ever woman in this humour wooed\\nWas ever woman in this humour won jud.\\nFramed in the prodigality of nature. Sc. 2.\\nThe world is grown so bad,\\nThat wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch. 1\\nSc. 3.\\nAnd thus I clothe my naked villany\\nWith old odd ends stolen out of 2 holy writ,\\nAnd seem a saint when most I play the devil. ibid.\\nOh, I have passed a miserable night,\\nSo full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams,\\nThat, as I am a Christian faithful man,\\nI would not spend another such a night,\\nThough t were to buy a world of happy days. Sc. 4.\\nLord, Lord methought, what pain it was to drown\\nWhat dreadful noise of waters in mine ears\\nWhat ugly sights of death within mine eyes\\nMethought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks,\\nTen thousand men that fishes gnawed upon,\\nWedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl,\\nInestimable stones, unvalued jewels,\\nAll scattered in the bottom of the sea\\nSome lay in dead men s skulls and in those holes\\nWhere eyes did once inhabit, there were crept,\\nAs t were in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems. ibid.\\nA parlous boy. Act a. Sc. 4.\\n1 For fools rush in where angels fear to tread. Pope Essay on Criti-\\ncism, part Hi. line 66.\\n2 Stolen forth in White and Knight.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0124.jp2"}, "121": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 97\\nSo wise so youngs they say, do never live long. 1\\nKing Richard III. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nOff with his head 2 g Ct 4.\\nLives like a drunken sailor on a mast,\\nEeady with every nod to tumble down. jj^d.\\nEven in the afternoon of her best days. sc. 7.\\nThou troublest me I am not in the vein. Act iv. Sc. 2.\\nTheir lips were four red roses on a stalk. c s.\\nThe sons of Edward sleep in Abraham s bosom. ibid.\\nLet not the heavens hear these tell-tale women\\nKail on the Lord s anointed. Sc, 4.\\nTetchy and wayward. ibid.\\nAn honest tale speeds best, being plainly told. ibid.\\nThus far into the bowels of the land\\nHave we marched on without impediment. Act v. Sc. 2.\\nTrue hope is swift, and flies with swallow s wings\\nKings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings. iud.\\nThe king s name is a tower of strength. g c 3.\\nGive me another horse bind up my wounds. iud.\\ncoward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ibid.\\nMy conscience hath a thousand several tongues,\\nAnd every tongue brings in a several tale,\\nAnd every tale condemns me for a villain. iud.\\nThe early village cock\\nHath twice done salutation to the morn. ibid.\\nBy the apostle Paul, shadows to-night\\nHave struck more terror to the soul of Richard\\nThan can the substance of ten thousand soldiers. ibid.\\n1 A little too wise, they say, do ne er live long. Middleton The\\nPhmnix, act i. sc. 1.\\n2 Off with his head so much for Buckingham Gibber: Richard III.\\n{altered), act iv. sc. 3.\\n7", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0125.jp2"}, "122": {"fulltext": "98 SHAKESPEARE.\\nThe selfsame heaven\\nThat frowns on me looks sadly upon him.\\nKing Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3.\\nA thing devised by the enemy. 1 j^ m\\nI have set my life upon a cast,\\nAnd I will stand the hazard of the die\\nI think there be six Eichmonds in the field. sc 4.\\nA horse a horse my kingdom for a horse ibid.\\nOrder gave each thing view. King Henry VIII. Act i. Sc. l.\\nNo man s pie is freed\\nFrom his ambitious finger. iud.\\nAnger is like\\nA full-hot horse, who being allowed his way,\\nSelf-mettle tires him. iud.\\nHeat not a furnace for your foe so hot\\nThat it do singe yourself. iud.\\nT is but the fate of place, and the rough brake\\nThat virtue must go through. Sc. 2.\\nThe mirror of all courtesy. Act U. Sc. i.\\nThis bold bad man. 2 sc. 2.\\nT is better to be lowly born,\\nAnd range with humble livers in content,\\nThan to be perked up in a glistering grief,\\nAnd wear a golden sorrow. sc. 3.\\nOrpheus with his lute made trees,\\nAnd the mountain-tops that freeze,\\nBow themselves when he did sing. Act Hi. Sc. l.\\nT is well said again,\\nAnd t is a kind of good deed to say well\\nAnd yet words are no deeds. sc. 2.\\n1 A weak invention of the enemy. Cibber Richard III. {altered),\\nact v. sc. 3.\\n2 See Spenser, page 27.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0126.jp2"}, "123": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 99\\nAnd then to breakfast with\\nWhat appetite yon have. King Henry VIIL Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nI have tonched the highest point of all my greatness\\nAnd from that full meridian of my glory\\nI haste now to my setting I shall fall\\nLike a bright exhalation in the evening,\\nAnd no man see me more. jud.\\nPress not a falling man too far ibid.\\nFarewell a long farewell, to all my greatness\\nThis is the state of man to-day he puts forth\\nThe tender leaves of hopes to-morrow blossoms,\\nAnd bears his blushing honours thick upon him\\nThe third day comes a frost, a killing frost,\\nAnd when he thinks, good easy man, full surely\\nHis greatness is a-ripening, nips his root,\\nAnd then he falls, as I do. I have ventured,\\nLike little wanton boys that swim on bladders,\\nThis many summers in a sea of glory,\\nBut far beyond my depth my high-blown pride\\nAt length broke under me and now has left me,\\nWeary and old with service, to the mercy\\nOf a rude stream, that must forever hide me.\\nVain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye\\nI feel my heart new opened. Oh how wretched\\nIs that poor man that hangs on princes favours\\nThere is betwixt that smile we would aspire to,\\nThat sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,\\nMore pangs and fears than wars or women have\\nAnd when he falls, he falls like Lucifer,\\n^N ever to hope again. ibid.\\nA peace above all earthly dignities,\\nA still and quiet conscience. ibid.\\nA load would sink a navy. ibid.\\nAnd sleep in dnll cold marble. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0127.jp2"}, "124": {"fulltext": "100 SHAKESPEARE.\\nSay, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory,\\nAnd sounded all the depths and shoals of honour,\\nFound thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in 5\\nA sure and safe one, though thy master missed it.\\nKing Henry VIII. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nI charge thee, fling away ambition\\nBy that sin fell the angels. md.\\nLove thyself last cherish those hearts that hate thee\\nCorruption wins not more than honesty.\\nStill in thy right hand carry gentle peace,\\nTo silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not\\nLet all the ends thou aim st at be thy country s,\\nThy God s, and truth s then if thou falPst, Cromwell,\\nThou fall st a blessed martyr jud.\\nHad I but served my God with half the zeal\\nI served my king, he would not in mine age\\nHave left me naked to mine enemies. ibid.\\nA royal train, believe me. Act iv. Sc. i.\\nAn old man, broken with the storms of state,\\nIs come to lay his weary bones among ye\\nGive him a little earth for charity Sc. 2.\\nHe gave his honours to the world again,\\nHis blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace. ibid.\\nSo may he rest his faults lie gently on him ibid.\\nHe was a man\\nOf an unbounded stomach. ibid.\\nMen s evil manners live in brass their virtues\\nWe write in water. 1 ibid.\\n1 For men use, if they have an evil tourne, to write it in marble and\\nwhoso doth us a good tourne we write it in duste. Sir Thomas More:\\nRichard III. and his miserable End.\\nAll your better deeds\\nShall be in water writ, but this in marble.\\nBeaumont and Fletcher: Philaster, act v. sc. 3.\\nL injure se grave en m^tal et le bienfait s escrit en l onde.\\n(An injury graves itself in metal, but a benefit writes itself in water.)\\nJean Bertaut. Circa 1611.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0128.jp2"}, "125": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 101\\nHe was a scholar, and a ripe and good one\\nExceeding wise, fair-spoken, and persuading\\nLofty and sour to thern that loved him not,\\nBut to those men that sought him sweet as summer.\\nKing Henry VIII. Act in. Sc. 2.\\nYet in bestowing, madam,\\nHe was most princely. im.\\nAfter my death I wish no other herald,\\nNo other speaker of my living actions,\\nTo keep mine honour from corruption,\\nBut such an honest chronicler as Griffith. ibid.\\nTo dance attendance on their lordships pleasures.\\nAct v. Sc. 2.\\nr T is a cruelty\\nTo load a falling man. Sc. s.i\\nYou were ever good at sudden commendations. ibid.i\\nI come not\\nTo hear such flattery now, and in my presence. ibid*\\nThey are too thin and bare to hide offences. md*\\nThose about her\\nFrom her shall read the perfect ways of honour. Sc. 5. 2\\nWherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine,\\nHis honour and the greatness of his name\\nShall be, and make new nations. ibid.\\nA most unspotted lily shall she pass\\nTo the ground, and all the world shall mourn her. ibid.\\nI have had my labour for my travail. 3\\nTroilus and Cressida. Act i. Sc. 1.\\n1 Act v. Sc. 2 in Dyce, Singer, Staunton, and White.\\n2 Act v. Sc. 4 in Dyce, Singer, Staunton, and White.\\n3 Labour for his pains. Edward Moore The Boy and his Rainbow.\\nLabour for their pains. Cervantes: Don Quixote. The Author s\\nPreface.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0129.jp2"}, "126": {"fulltext": "102 SHAKESPEARE.\\nTake but degree away, untune that string,\\nAnd, hark, what discord follows each thing meets\\nIn mere Oppugnancy. 1 Trqilus and Cressida. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nThe baby figure of the giant mass\\nOf things to come. md.\\nModest doubt is call d\\nThe beacon of the wise, the tent that searches\\nTo the bottom of the worst. Act U. Sc. 2.\\nThe common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance.\\nSc. 3.\\nAll lovers swear more performance than they are able,\\nand yet reserve an ability that they never perform vow-\\ning more than the perfection of ten, and discharging less\\nthan the tenth part of one. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nWelcome ever smiles,\\nAnd farewell goes out sighing. Sc. 3.\\nOne touch of nature makes the whole world kin. md.\\nAnd give to dust that is a little gilt\\nMore laud than gilt o er-dusted. md.\\nAnd like a dew-drop from the lion s mane,\\nBe shook to air. md.\\nHis heart and hand both open and both free\\nFor what he has he gives, what thinks he shows\\nYet gives he not till judgment guide his bounty.\\nAct iv. Sc. 5.\\nThe end crowns all,\\nAnd that old common arbitrator, Time,\\nWill one day end it. ibid.\\nHad I a dozen sons, each in my love alike and none\\nless dear than thine and my good Marcius, I had rather\\neleven die nobly for their country than one voluptuously\\nSurfeit Out of action. Coriolanus. Act i. Sc. 3.\\n1 Unless degree is preserved, the first place is safe for no one. Publius\\nSyrus Maxim 1042.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0130.jp2"}, "127": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 103\\nNature teaches beasts to know their friends.\\nCoriolanus. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nA cup of hot wine with not a drop of allaying Tiber\\nin t. 1 ibid.\\nMany-headed multitude. 2 sc. 3.\\nI thank you for your voices thank you\\nYour most sweet voices. ibid.\\nHear you this Triton of the minnows Mark you\\nHis absolute shall Act Hi. Sc. l.\\nEnough, with over-measure. md.\\nHis nature is too noble for the world\\nHe would not flatter Neptune for his trident,\\nOr Jove for s power to thunder. ibid.\\nThat it shall hold companionship in peace\\nWith honour, as in war. sc. 2.\\nSew. Where dwellest thou\\nCor. Under the canopy. Act w. Sc 5.\\nA name unmusical to the Volscians 7 ears,\\nAnd harsh in sound to thine. ibid,\\nChaste as the icicle\\nThat s curclied by the frost from purest snow\\nAnd hangs on Dian s temple. Act v. Sc. 3.\\nIf you have writ your annals true, t is there\\nThat, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I\\nFluttered your Volscians in Corioli\\nAlone I did it. Boy sc. 6.%\\nSweet mercy is nobility s true badge.\\nTitus Andronicus. Act i. Sc. 2.\\n1 When flowing cups pass swiftly round\\nWith no allaying Thames.\\nRichard Lovelace To Altheafrom Prison, ii.\\n2 See Sidney, page 34.\\n8 Act v. sc. 5 in Singer and Knight.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0131.jp2"}, "128": {"fulltext": "104 SHAKESPEARE.\\nShe is a woman, therefore may be woo d\\nShe is a woman, therefore may be won\\nShe is Lavinia, therefore must be loved.\\nWhat, man more water glideth by the mill\\nThan wots the miller of and easy it is\\nOf a CUt loaf to Steal a Shive. Titus Andronicus. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nThe eagle suffers little birds to sing. Act iv. Sc. 4.\\nThe weakest goes to the wall. Romeo and Juliet. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nGregory, remember thy swashing blow. ibid.\\nAn hour before the worshipped sun\\nPeered forth the golden window of the east. ibid.\\nAs is the bud bit with an envious worm\\nEre he can spread his sweet leaves to the air,\\nOr dedicate his beauty to the sun. ibid.\\nSaint-seducing gold. ibid.\\nHe that is strucken blind cannot forget\\nThe precious treasure of his eyesight lost. ibid.\\nOne fire burns out another s burning,\\nOne pain is lessened by another s anguish. 2 Sc. 2.\\nThat book in many s eyes doth share the glory\\nThat in gold clasps locks in the golden story. Sc. 3.\\nFor I am proverb d with a grandsire phrase. Sc. 4.\\nOh, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you\\nShe is the fairies midwife, and she comes\\nIn shape no bigger than an agate-stone\\nOn the fore-finger of an alderman,\\nDrawn with a team of little atomies\\nAthwart men s noses as they lie asleep. ibid.\\nMade by the joiner squirrel or old grub,\\nTime out o mind the fairies coachmakers. ibid.\\n1 See Heywood, page 18.\\n2 See Chapman, page 36.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0132.jp2"}, "129": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 105\\nSometime she driveth o er a soldier s neck,\\nAnd then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,\\nOf breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,\\nOf healths five-fathom deep and then anon\\nDrums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,\\nAnd being thus frighted swears a prayer or two\\nAnd sleeps again. Romeo and Juliet. Act i Sc. 4.\\nTrue, I talk of dreams,\\nWhich are the children of an idle brain,\\nBegot of nothing but vain fantasy. ma.\\nFor you and I are past our dancing days. 1 Sc. 5.\\nIt seems she hangs 2 upon the cheek of night\\nLike a rich jewel in an Ethiope s ear. iud.\\nShall have the chinks. iud.\\nToo early seen unknown, and known too late iud.\\nYoung Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim,\\nWhen King Cophetua loved the beggar maid Act a. Sc. i.\\nHe jests at scars that never felt a wound.\\nBut, soft what light through yonder window breaks\\nIt is the east, and Juliet is the sun. sc. 2$\\nSee, how she leans her cheek upon her hand\\nOh that I were a glove upon that hand,\\nThat I might touch that cheek judA\\nBorneo, Borneo wherefore art thou Borneo ibidA\\nWhat s in a name That which we call a rose\\nBy any other name would smell as sweet. IbidA\\nFor stony limits cannot hold love out. IbidA\\nAlack, there lies more peril in thine eye\\nThan twenty of their swords. ibid A\\n1 My dancing days are done. Beaumont and Fletcher The Scorn-\\nful Lady, act v. sc. 3.\\n2 Dvce, Knight, and White read, Her beauty hangs.\\n3 Act ii. sc. 1 in White.\\n4 Act ii. sc. 1 in White.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0133.jp2"}, "130": {"fulltext": "106 SHAKESPEARE.\\nAt lovers perjuries,\\nThey Say, Jove laughs. 1 Romeo and Juliet. Act iu Sc. 2?\\nHorn. Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear,\\nThat tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops\\nJul. Oh, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,\\nThat monthly changes in her circled orb,\\nLest that thy love prove likewise variable. IUA?\\nThe god of -my idolatry. Ibid?\\nToo like the lightning, which doth cease to be\\nEre one can say, It lightens/ ibid?\\nThis bud of love, by summer s ripening breath,\\nMay prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.\\nIbidA\\nHow silver-sweet sound lovers tongues by night,\\nLike softest music to attending ears ibid?\\nGood night, good night parting is such sweet sorrow,\\nThat I shall say good night till it be morrow. ibid?\\nOh, mickle is the powerful grace that lies\\nIn herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities\\nFor nought so vile that on the earth doth live\\nBut to the earth some special good doth give,\\nNor aught so good but strain d from that fair use\\nRevolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse\\nVirtue itself turns vice, being misapplied\\nAnd vice sometimes by action dignified. Sc. 3.\\nCare keeps his watch in every old man s eye,\\nAnd where care lodges, sleep will never lie. ibid.\\nThy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears. md.\\nStabbed with a white wench s black eye. Sc. 4.\\nThe courageous captain of complements. ibid.\\n1 Perjuria ridet amantum Jupiter (Jupiter laughs at the perjuries of\\nlovers). Tibullus, iii. 6,49.\\n2 Act ii. sc. 1 in White.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0134.jp2"}, "131": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 107\\nOne, two, and the third in your bosom.\\nRomeo and Juliet. Act ii. Sc. 4.\\nflesh, flesh, how art thou fishified jbid.\\n1 am the very pink of courtesy. ibid.\\nA gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear himself talk,\\nand will speak more in a minute than he will stand to in\\na month. md.\\nMy man s as true as steel. 1 ibid.\\nThese violent delights have violent ends. sc, 6.\\nToo swift arrives as tardy as too slow. ibid.\\nHere comes the lady Oh, so light a foot\\nWill ne er wear out the everlasting flint. ibid.\\nThy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of\\nmeat. Act in. Sc. 1.\\nA word and a blow. 2 ibid.\\nA plague o both your houses ibid.\\nRom. Courage, man the hurt cannot be much.\\nMer. No, t is not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a\\nchurch-door but t is enough, t will serve. ibid.\\nWhen he shall die,\\nTake him and cut him out in little stars,\\nAnd he will make the face of heaven so fine\\nThat all the world will be in love with night,\\nAnd pay no worship to the garish sun. sc. 2.\\nBeautiful tyrant fiend angelical jud.\\nWas ever book containing such vile matter\\nSo fairly bound Oh, that deceit should dwell\\nIn such a gorgeous palace ibid.\\n1 True as steel. Chaucer Troilus and Creseide, booh v. Compare\\nTroilus and Cressida, act Hi. sc. 2.\\n2 Word and a blow. Dryden Amphitryon, act i. sc. 1. Bunyan\\nPilgrim s Progress, part i.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0135.jp2"}, "132": {"fulltext": "108 SHAKESPEARE.\\nThou cutt st my head off with a golden axe.\\nRomeo and Juliet. Act Hi. Sc. 3.\\nThey may seize\\nOn the white wonder of dear Juliet s hand\\nAnd steal immortal blessing from her lips,\\nWho, even in pure and vestal modesty,\\nStill blush, as thinking their own kisses sin. jud.\\nThe damned use that word in hell. iud.\\nAdversity s sweet milk, philosophy. ibid.\\nTaking the measure of an unmade grave. iKd.\\nNight s candles are burnt out, and jocund day\\nStands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops. Sc. 5.\\nStraining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps. ibid.\\nAll these woes shall serve\\nFor sweet discourses in our time to come. ibid.\\nVillain and he be many miles asunder. ibid.\\nThank me no thanks, nor proud me no prouds. iud.\\nNot stepping o er the bounds of modesty. Act iv. Sc. 2.\\nMy bosom s lord sits lightly in his throne. Act v. Sc. l.\\nI do remember an apothecary,\\nAnd hereabouts he dwells. ibid.\\nMeagre were his looks,\\nSharp misery had worn him to the bones. ibid.\\nA beggarly account of empty boxes. ibid.\\nFamine is in thy cheeks. Ihid\\nThe world is not thy friend nor the world s law. ibid.\\nAp. My poverty, but not my will,/ consents.\\nBom. I pay thy poverty, and not thy will. ibid.\\nThe strength\\nOf twenty men. ibid.\\nOne writ with me in sour misfortune s book. Sc. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0136.jp2"}, "133": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 1C9\\nHer beauty makes\\nThis vault a feasting presence full of light.\\nRomeo and Juliet Act v. Sc. 3.\\nBeauty s ensign yet\\nIs crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks,\\nAnd death s pale flag is not advanced there, ibid.\\nEyes, look your last\\nAmis, take your last embrace ibid.\\nBut flies an eagle flight, bold and forth on,\\nLeaving no tract behind. Timon of Athens. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nHere s that which is too weak to be a sinner, honest\\nwater, vrhich ne er left man i the mire. Sc. 2.\\nImmortal gods, I crave no pelf\\nI pray for no man but myself\\nGrant I may never prove so fond,\\nTo trust man on his oath or bond. ibid.\\n]\\\\Ien shut their doors against a setting sun. ibid.\\nEvery room\\nHath blazed with lights and bray d with minstrelsy.\\nAct a. Sc. 2.\\nT is lack of kindly warmth. ibid.\\nEvery man has his fault, and honesty is his. Act Hi. Sc. 1,\\nXothing emboldens sin so much as mercy. Sc. 5.\\nTVe have seen better days. _v Act u. Sc. 2.\\nAre not within the leaf of pity writ. Sc. 3.\\nI 11 example you with thievery\\nThe sun *s a thief, and with his great attraction\\nBobs the vast sea the moon s an arrant thief.\\nAnd her pale fire she snatches from the sun\\nThe sea s a thief, whose liquid surge resolves\\nThe moon into salt tears the earth s a thief,\\nThat feeds and breeds by a composture stolen\\nErom general excrement each thing s a thief. ibid.\\nLife s uncertain voyage. Act v. Sc. 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0137.jp2"}, "134": {"fulltext": "110 SHAKESPEAEE.\\nAs proper men as ever trod upon neat s leather.\\nJulius Ccesar. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nThe live-long day. ibid.\\nBeware the ides of March. sc. 2.\\nWell, honour is the subject of my story.\\nI cannot tell what you and other men\\nThink of this life but, for my single self,\\nI had as lief not be as live to be\\nIn awe of such a thing as I myself. ibid.\\nDarest thou, Cassius, now\\nLeap in with me into this angry flood,\\nAnd swim to yonder point Upon the word,\\nAccoutred as I was, I plunged in\\nAnd bade him follow. ibid.\\nHelp me, Cassius, or I sink ibid.\\nYe gods, it doth amaze me\\nA man of such a feeble temper should\\nSo get the start of the majestic world\\nAnd bear the palm alone. Ibid.\\nWhy, man, he doth bestride the narrow world\\nLike a Colossus, and we petty men\\nWalk under his huge legs and peep about\\nTo find ourselves dishonourable graves.\\nMen at some time are masters of their fates\\nThe fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,\\nBut in ourselves, that we are underlings. ibid.\\nConjure with em,\\nBrutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.\\nNow, in the names of all the gods at once,\\nUpon what meat doth this our Caesar feed,\\nThat he is grown so great Age, thou art shamed\\nBorne, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ibid.\\nThere was a Brutus once that would have brook d\\nThe eternal devil to keep his state in Borne\\nAs easily as a king. md.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0138.jp2"}, "135": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. Ill\\nLet me have men about me that are fat,\\nSleek-headed men, and snch as sleep o nights\\nYond Cassius has a lean and hungry look\\nHe thinks too much such men are dangerous.\\nJulius CoBsar. Act i. Be. 2.\\nHe reads much\\nHe is a great observer, and he looks\\nQuite through the deeds of men.\\nSeldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort\\nAs if he mocked himself, and scorn d his spirit\\nThat could be moved to smile at anything. iud.\\nBut, for my own part, it was Greek to me. ibid.\\nT is a common proof,\\nThat lowliness is young ambition s ladder,\\nWhereto the climber-upward turns his face\\nBut when he once attains the upmost 1 round,\\nHe then unto the ladder turns his back,\\nLooks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees\\nBy which he did ascend. Act ii. Sc. i.\\nBetween the acting of a dreadful thing\\nAnd the first motion, all the interim is\\nLike a phantasma, or a hideous dream\\nThe Genius and the mortal instruments\\nAre then in council and the state of man,\\nLike to a little kingdom, suffers then\\nThe nature of an insurrection. iud.\\nA dish fit for the gods. ibid.\\nBut when I tell him he hates flatterers,\\nHe says he does, being then most flattered. ibid.\\nBoy Lucius Fast asleep It is no matter\\nEnjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber\\nThou hast no figures nor no fantasies,\\nWhich busy care draws in the brains of men\\nTherefore thou sleep st so sound. ibid.\\nl Utmost in Singer.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0139.jp2"}, "136": {"fulltext": "112 SHAKESPEAKE.\\nWith an angry wafture of your hand,\\nGave sign for rne to leave you. Julius Omar. Act U. Sc. i.\\nYou are my true and honourable wife,\\nAs dear to me as are the ruddy drops\\nThat visit my sad heart. ibid.\\nThink }^ou I am no stronger than my sex,\\nBeing so fathered and so husbanded iud.\\nFierce fiery warriors fought upon the clouds,\\nIn ranks and squadrons and right form of war,\\nWhich drizzled blood upon the Capitol. Sc. 2.\\nThese things are beyond all use,\\nAnd I do fear them. ibid.\\nWhen beggars die, there are no comets seen\\nThe heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.\\nibid.\\nCowards die many times before their deaths\\nThe valiant never taste of death but once.\\nOf all the wonders that I yet have heard,\\nIt seems to me most strange that men should fear\\nSeeing that death, a necessary end,\\nWill come when it will come. ibid.\\nCces. The ides of March are come.\\nSooth. Ay, Caesar but not gone. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nBut I am constant as the northern star,\\nOf whose true-fix d and resting quality\\nThere is no fellow in the firmament. ibid.\\nEt tu, Brute ibid.\\nHow many ages hence\\nShall this our lofty scene be acted over\\nIn states unborn and accents yet unknown jud.\\nThe choice and master spirits of this age. md.\\n1 Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart. Gray: The Bard, i.\\n3, line 12.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0140.jp2"}, "137": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 143\\nOne woe doth tread upon another s heel^\\nSo fast they follow. 1 w000l Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 7.\\nNature her custom holds,\\nLet shame say what it will. jud.\\n1 Clo. Argal, he that is not guilty of his own death\\nshortens not his own life.\\n2 Clo. But is this law\\n1 Clo.. Ay, marry, is t cr owner s quest law.\\nAct v. Sc. 1.\\nThere is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners. ibid.\\nCudgel thy brains no more about it. ibid.\\nHas this fellow no feeling of his business ibid.\\nCustom hath made it in him a property of easiness.\\nIbid.\\nThe hand of little employment hath the daintier sense.\\nibid.\\nA politician, one that would circumvent God.\\nibid.\\nWhy may not that be the skull of a lawyer Where\\nbe his quiddities now, his quillets, his cases, his tenures,\\nand his tricks ibid.\\nOne that was a woman, sir but, rest her soul, she s\\ndead. ibid.\\nHow absolute the knave is we must speak by the\\ncard, or equivocation will undo us. ibid.\\nThe age is grown so picked that the toe of the peasant\\ncomes so near the heel of the courtier, he galls his kibe.\\nibid.\\n1 Thus woe succeeds a woe, as wave a ware. Herrick Sorrows\\nSucceed.\\nWoes cluster; rare are solitary woes;\\nThey love a train, they tread each other s heel.\\nYoung Night Thoughts, night Hi. line 63.\\nAnd woe succeeds to woe. Pope The Iliad, booh xvi. line 139.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0141.jp2"}, "138": {"fulltext": "144 SHAKESPEARE.\\nAlas, poor Yorick I knew him, Horatio a fellow of\\ninfinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me\\non his back a thousand times and now, how abhorred\\nin my imagination it is my gorge rises at it. Here\\nhung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.\\nWhere be your gibes now your gambols, your songs\\nyour flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table\\non a roar 1ST ot one now, to mock your own grinning\\nQuite chap-fallen Now get you to my lady s chamber,\\nand tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour\\nShe must Come. Hamlet. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nTo what base uses we may return, Horatio Why\\nmay not imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander,\\ntill we find it stopping a bung-hole ibid.\\nr T were to consider too curiously, to consider so. ibid.\\nImperious Csesar, dead and turn d to clay,\\nMight stop a hole to keep the wind away. ibid.\\nLay her i the earth\\nAnd from her fair and unpolluted flesh\\nMay violets spring 1 ibid.\\nA ministering angel shall my sister be. 2 ibid.\\nSweets to the sweet farewell ibid.\\nI thought thy bride-bed to have deck d, sweet maid,\\nAnd not have strew d thy grave. ibid.\\nThough I am not splenitive and rash,\\nYet have I something in me dangerous. ibid.\\nForty thousand brothers\\nCould not, with all their quantity of love,\\nMake up my sum. ibid.\\n1 And from his ashes may be made\\nThe violet of his native land.\\nTennyson In Memoriam, xviii.\\n2 A ministering angel thou. Scott Marmion, canto vi. st. 30.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0142.jp2"}, "139": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 115\\nAll his faults observed,\\nSet in a note-book, learn d, and conn d by rote.\\nJulius Ccssar. Act iv. Sc. 3.\\nThere is a tide in the affairs of men\\nWhich taken at the flood, leads on to fortune\\nOmitted, all the voyage of their life\\nIs bound in shallows and in miseries. ibid.\\nWe must take the current when it serves,\\nOr lose our ventures. ibid.\\nThe deep of night is crept upon our talk,\\nAnd nature must obey necessity. iud.\\nBrutus. Then I shall see thee again\\nGhost. Ay, at Philippi.\\nBrutus. Why, I will see thee at Philippi, then. ibid.\\nBut for your words, they rob the Hybla bees,\\nAnd leave them honeyless. Act v. Sc. i.\\nForever, and forever, farewell. Cassius\\nIf we do meet again, why, we shall smile\\nIf not, why then this parting was well made. ibid.\\nOh, that a man might know\\nThe end of this day s business ere it come ibid.\\nThe last of all the Komans, fare thee well Sc. 3.\\nThis was the noblest Eoman of them all. Sc. 5.\\nHis life was gentle, and the elements\\nSo niix d in him, that Xature might stand up\\nAnd say to all the world, This was a man w ibid.\\n1 W. When shall we three meet again\\nIn thunder, lightning, or in rain\\n2 W. When the hurlyburly s done,\\nWhen the battle J s lost and won.\\nMacbeth. Act i. Sc. 1\\nFair is foul, and foul is fair. ibid.\\nBanners flout the sky. Sc. 2.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0143.jp2"}, "140": {"fulltext": "116 SHAKESPEARE.\\nSleep shall neither night nor day\\nHang upon his pent-house lid. Macbeth. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nDwindle, peak, and pine. jud.\\nWhat are these\\nSo wither d and so wild in their attire,\\nThat look not like the inhabitants o the earth,\\nAnd yet are on t ibid.\\nIf you can look into the seeds of time,\\nAnd say which grain will grow and w^hich will not.\\nIbid.\\nStands not within the prospect of belief. ibid.\\nThe earth hath bubbles as the water has,\\nAnd these are of them. md.\\nThe insane root\\nThat takes the reason prisoner. ibid.\\nAnd oftentimes, to win us to our harm,\\nThe instruments of darkness tell us truths,\\nWin us with honest trifles, to betray s\\nIn deepest consequence. ibid.\\nTwo truths are told,\\nAs happy prologues to the swelling act\\nOf the imperial theme. ibid.\\nAnd make my seated heart knock at my ribs,\\nAgainst the use of nature. Present fears\\nAre less than horrible imaginings. ibid.\\nNothing is\\nBut what is not. H M\\nIf chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me.\\nIbid.\\nCome what come may,\\nTime and the hour runs through the roughest day.\\nibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0144.jp2"}, "141": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 117\\nNothing in his life\\nBecame him like the leaving it he died\\nAs one that had been studied in his death\\nTo throw away the dearest thing he owed,\\nAs t were a careless trifle. Macbeth. Act l 8c. 4\\nThere s no art\\nTo find the mind s construction in the face.\\nJlore is thy due than more than all can pay. md.\\nYet do I fear thy nature\\nIt is too full o the milk of human kindness. Sc. 5.\\nWhat thou wonldst highly,\\nThat wouldst thou holily wouldst not play false,\\nAnd yet wouldst wrongly win.\\nThat no compunctious visitings of nature\\nShake my fell purpose. lhid%\\nYour face, my thane, is as a book where men\\nMay read strange matters. To beguile the time,\\nLook like the time bear welcome in your eye,\\nYour hand, your tongue look like the innocent flower,\\nBut be the serpent under t.\\nWhich shall to all our nights and days to come\\nGive solely sovereign sway and masterdom. z^id.\\nThis castle hath a pleasant seat the air\\nNimbly and sweetly recommends itself\\nUnto our gentle senses. Sc. 6.\\nThe heaven s breath\\nSmells wooingly here no jutty. frieze.\\nButtress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird\\nHath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle\\nWhere they most breed and haunt. I have observed,\\nThe air is delicate. ibid.\\nIf it were done when t is done, then 9 t were well\\nIt were done quickly if the assassination\\nCould trammel up the consequence, and catch", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0145.jp2"}, "142": {"fulltext": "118 SHAKESPEARE.\\nWith, his surcease success that but this blow\\nMight be the be-all and the end-all here,\\nBut here, upon this bank and shoal of time,\\nWe ld jump the life to come. But in these cases\\nWe still have judgment here that we but teach\\nBloody instructions, which being taught, return\\nTo plague the inventor this even-handed justice\\nCommends the ingredients of our poisoned chalice\\nTo Our own lips. Macbeth. Act i. Sc. 7.\\nBesides, this Duncan\\nHath borne his faculties so meek, hath been\\nSo clear in his great office, that his virtues\\nWill plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against\\nThe deep damnation of his taking-off\\nAnd pity, like a naked new-born babe,\\nStriding the blast, or heaven s cherubim, horsed\\nUpon the sightless couriers of the air,\\nShall blow the horrid deed in every eye,\\nThat tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur\\nTo prick the sides of my intent, but only\\nVaulting ambition, which overleaps itself,\\nAnd falls on the other. j^d.\\nI have bought\\nGolden opinions from ail sorts of people. ibid.\\nLetting I dare not wait upon I would,\\nLike the poor cat i the adage. 1 md.\\nI dare do all that may become a man\\nWho dares do more is none. jud.\\nXor time nor place\\nDid then adhere. jud.\\nMacb. If we should fail\\nLady M. We fail\\nBut screw your courage to the sticking-place,\\nAnd we 11 not fail. jbid.\\n1 See He} wood, page 14.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0146.jp2"}, "143": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 119\\nMemory, the warder of the brain. Macbeth. Act i. Sc. 7.\\nThere s husbandry in heaven;\\nTheir candles are all out. Act U. Sc. i.\\nShut up\\nIn measureless content. ibid.\\nIs this a dagger which I see before me,\\nThe handle toward my hand Come, let me clutch\\nthee.\\nI have thee not, and yet I see thee still.\\nArt thou not, fatal vision, sensible\\nTo feeling as to sight or art thou but\\nA dagger of the mind, a false creation,\\nProceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ibid.\\nThou mar shall st me the way that I was going. ibid.\\nNow o er the one half -world\\nNature seems dead. ju\\nThou sure and firm-set earth,\\nHear not my steps, which way they walk, for fear\\nThy very stones prate of my whereabout. ibid.\\nThe bell invites me.\\nHear it not, Duncan for it is a knell\\nThat summons thee to heaven or to hell. ibid.\\nIt was the owl that shriek d, the fatal bellman,\\nWhich gives the stern st good-night. Sc. 2 .1\\nThe attempt and not the deed\\nConfounds us. ibid A\\nI had most need of blessing, and Amen\\nStuck in my throat. ibid. 1\\nMethonght I heard a voice cry, Sleep no more\\nMacbeth does murder sleep the innocent sleep,\\nSleep that knits up the ravelPd sleave of care,\\n1 Act ii. sc. 1 in Dyce, Staunton, and White.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0147.jp2"}, "144": {"fulltext": "120 SHAKESPEARE.\\nThe death of each day s life, sore labour s bath,\\nBalm of hurt minds, great nature s second course,\\nChief nourisher in life s feast. Macbeth. Act ii. Sc. 2.1\\nInfirm of purpose 7^.1\\nT is the eye of childhood\\nThat fears a painted devil. 77^.1\\nWill all great Neptune s ocean wash this blood\\nClean from my hand No, this my hand will rather\\nThe multitudinous seas incarnadine,\\nMaking the green one red. judl\\nThe labour we delight in physics pain. Sc. 3.2\\nDire combustion and confused events\\nNew hatch d to the woful time. 7^.2\\nTongue nor heart\\nCannot conceive nor name thee 7^.2\\nConfusion now hath made his masterpiece\\nMost sacrilegious murder hath broke ope\\nThe Lord s anointed temple, and stole thence\\nThe life 0 the building 7^.2\\nThe wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees\\nIs left this vault to brag of. ibid?\\nWho can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious,\\nLoyal and neutral, in a moment 7^.2\\nThere s daggers in men s smiles. ibid?\\nA falcon, towering in her pride of place,\\nWas by a mousing owl hawk d at and kill d. Sc. 4J\\nThriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up\\nThine own life s means ibid.\\nI must become a borrower of the night\\nFor a dark hour or twain. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\n1 Act ii. sc. 1 in Dyce, Staunton, and White.\\n2 Act ii. sc. 1 in Dj T ce and White Act ii. sc. 2 in Staunton.\\n3 Act ii. sc. 2 in Dyce and White Act ii. sc. 3 in Staunton.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0148.jp2"}, "145": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 121\\nLet every man be master of his time\\nTill Seven at night. Macbeth. Act Hi. Sc. i.\\nUpon my head they placed a fruitless crown,\\nAnd put a barren sceptre in my gripe,\\nThence to be wrench d with an unlineal hand,\\nNo son of mine succeeding. ibid.\\nMur. We are men, my liege.\\nMac. Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men. ibid.\\nI am one, my liege,\\nWhom the vile blows and buffets of the world\\nHave so incensed that I am reckless what\\nI do to spite the world. Ibid.\\nSo weary with disasters, tugg d with fortune,\\nThat I would set my life on any chance,\\nTo mend it, or be rid on t. Ibid.\\nThings without all remedy\\nShould be without regard what s done is done. Sc. 2.\\nWe have scotched the snake, not kilPd it. ibid.\\nBetter be with the dead,\\nWhom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace,\\nThan on the torture of the mind to lie\\nIn restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave\\nAfter life s fitful fever he sleeps well\\nTreason has done his worst nor steel, nor poison,\\nMalice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,\\nCan touch him further. ibid.\\nIn them Nature s copy s not eterne. ibid.\\nA deed of dreadful note. ibid.\\nBe innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck,\\nTill thou applaud the deed. ibid.\\nThings bad begun make strong themselves by ill. ibid.\\nXow spurs the lated traveller apace\\nTo gain the timely inn. Sc. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0149.jp2"}, "146": {"fulltext": "122 SHAKESPEARE.\\nBut now I am cabin d, cribb d, confined, bound in\\nTo Saucy doubts and fears. Macbeth. Act Hi. Sc. 4.\\nNow, good digestion wait on appetite,\\nAnd health on both ibid.\\nThou canst not say I did it never shake\\nThy gory locks at me. ibid.\\nThe air-drawn dagger. ibid.\\nThe time has been,\\nThat when the brains were out the man would die,\\nAnd there an end but now they rise again,\\nWith twenty mortal murders on their crowns,\\nAnd push us from our stools. ibid.\\nI drink to the general joy o the whole table. ibid.\\nThou hast no speculation in those eyes\\nWhich thou dost glare with ibid.\\nA thing of custom, t is no other\\nOnly it spoils the pleasure of the time. ibid.\\nWhat man dare, I dare\\nApproach thou like the rugged Eussian bear,\\nThe arm d rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger,\\nTake any shape but that, and my firm nerves\\nShall never tremble. md.\\nHence, horrible shadow\\nUnreal mockery, hence ibid.\\nYou have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting,\\nWith most admir d disorder. ibid.\\nCan such things be,\\nAnd overcome us like a summer s cloud,\\nWithout our special wonder ibid.\\nStand not upon the order of your going,\\nBut go at once. md.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0150.jp2"}, "147": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 123\\nMacb. What is the night\\nL. Macb. Almost at odds with morning, which is which.\\nMacbeth. Act Hi. Sc. 4.\\nI am in blood\\nStepped in so far that, should I wade no more,\\nEeturning were as tedious as go o er. jm.\\nMy little spirit, see,\\nSits in a foggy cloud, and stays for me. sc. 5.\\nDouble, double toil and trouble\\nFire burn, and cauldron bubble. Act w. Sc. i.\\nEye of newt and toe of frog,\\nWool of bat and tongue of dog. ibid.\\nBy the pricking of my thumbs,\\nSomething wicked this way comes.\\nOpen, locks,\\nWhoever knocks ibid.\\nHow now, you secret, black, and midnight hags ibid.\\nA deed without a name. ibid.\\nI 11 make assurance double sure,\\nAnd take a bond of fate. ibid.\\nShow his eyes, and grieve his heart\\nCome like shadows, so depart ibid.\\nWhat, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom\\nIbid.\\n1 11 charm the air to give a sound,\\nWhile you perform your antic round. 1 ibid.\\nThe weird sisters. ibid.\\nThe nighty purpose never is overtook,\\nUnless the deed go with it. ibid.\\nWhen our actions do not,\\nOur fears do make us traitors. Sc. 2.\\n1 Let the air strike our tune,\\nWhilst we show reverence to yond peeping moon.\\nMiddleton The Witch, act v. sc. 2-.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0151.jp2"}, "148": {"fulltext": "124 SHAKESPEARE.\\nAngels are bright still, though the brightest fell.\\nMacbeth, Act iv. Sc. 3.\\nPour the sweet milk of concord into hell,\\nUproar the universal peace, confound\\nAll unity on earth. ibid.\\nStands Scotland where it did ibid.\\nGive sorrow words the grief that does not speak\\nWhispers the o er-fraught heart and bids it break, ibid.\\nWhat, all my pretty chickens and their dam\\nAt one fell swoop ibid.\\nI cannot but remember such things were,\\nThat were most precious to me. ibid.\\nOh, I could play the woman with mine eyes\\nAnd braggart with my tongue. ibid.\\nThe night is long that never finds the day. ibid.\\nOut, damned spot out, I say Act v. Sc. 1.\\nFie, my lord, fie t a soldier, and af eard ibid.\\nYet who would have thought the old man to have had\\nso much blood in him ibid.\\nAll the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little\\nhand. ibid.\\nTill Birnam wood remove to Dunsinane,\\nI cannot taint with fear. Sc. 3.\\nMy way of life\\nIs f alFn into the sere, the yellow leaf\\nAnd that which should accompany old age,\\nAs honour, love, obedience, troops of friends,\\nI must not look to have but in their stead\\nCurses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath,\\nWhich the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.\\nIbid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0152.jp2"}, "149": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 125\\nDoct. Not so sick, my lord,\\nAs she is troubled with thick-coming fancies,\\nThat keep her from her rest.\\nMacb. Cure her of that.\\nCanst thou not minister to a mind diseased,\\nPluck from the memory a rooted sorrow.\\nEaze out the written troubles of the brain,\\nAnd with some sweet oblivious antidote\\nCleanse the stuff d bosom of that perilous stuff\\nWhich weighs upon the heart\\nDoct. Therein the patient\\nMust minister to himself.\\nMacb. Throw physic to the dogs I 11 none of it.\\nMacbeth. Act v. Sc.\\nI would applaud thee to the very echo,\\nThat should applaud again. ibid.\\nHang out our banners on the outward walls\\nThe cry is still, They come n our castle s strength\\nWill laugh a siege to scorn. sc. s.\\nMy fell of hair\\nWould at a dismal treatise rouse and stir\\nAs life were in t I have supp d full with horrors. ibid.\\nTo-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,\\nCreeps in this petty pace from day to day\\nTo the last syllable of recorded time,\\nAnd all our yesterdays have lighted fools\\nThe way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle\\nLife s but a walking shadow, a poor player\\nThat struts and frets his hour upon the stage\\nAnd then is heard no more it is a tale\\nTold by an idiot, full of sound and fury,\\nSignifying nothing. md.\\nI pull in resolution, and begin\\nTo doubt the equivocation of the fiend\\nThat lies like truth Fear not, till Birnam wood\\nDo come to Dunsinane. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0153.jp2"}, "150": {"fulltext": "126 SHAKESPEARE.\\nI gin to be aweary of the sun. Macbeth. Act v. Sc. 5.\\nBlow, wind come, wrack\\nAt least we 11 die with harness on our back. jud.\\nThose clamorous harbingers of blood and death. Sc. 6.\\nI bear a charmed life. sc. s.i\\nAnd be these juggling fiends no more believ d,\\nThat palter with us in a double sense\\nThat keep the word of promise to our ear\\nAnd break it to our hope. ibid.i\\nLive to be the show and gaze o the time. ibid*\\nLay on, Macduff,\\nAnd damn d be him that first cries, Hold, enough\\nIbid.i\\nFor this relief much thanks t is bitter cold,\\nAnd I am sick at heart. Hamlet Act l Sc. i.\\nBut in the gross and scope of my opinion,\\nThis bodes some strange eruption to our state. ibid.\\nWhose sore task\\nDoes not divide the Sunday from the week. ibid.\\nThis sweaty haste\\nDoth make the night joint-labourer with the day. ibid.\\nIn the most high and palmy state of Borne,\\nA little ere the mightiest Julius fell,\\nThe graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead\\nDid squeak and gibber in the Boman streets. ibid.\\nAnd then it started like a guilty thing\\nUpon a fearful summons. ibid.\\nWhether in sea or fire, in earth or air,\\nThe extravagant and erring spirit hies\\nTo his confine. Ibid.\\n1 Act v. Sc. 7 in Singer and White.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0154.jp2"}, "151": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 127\\nIt faded on the crowing of the cock.\\nSome say that ever gainst that season comes\\nWherein oar Saviour s birth is celebrated,\\nThe bird of dawning singeth all night long\\nAnd then, they say, no spirit dares stir 1 abroad\\nThe nights are wholesome then no planets strike,\\n\u00c2\u00b1\\\\o fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,\\nSo hallow d and so gracious is the time.\\nHamlet. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nSo have I heard, and do in part believe it.\\nBut, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,\\nWalks o er the dew of yon high eastward hill. 2 ibid.\\nThe memory be green. Sc. 2.\\nWith an auspicious and a dropping eye, 3\\nWith mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage,\\nIn equal scale weighing delight and dole. ibid.\\nThe head is not more native to the heart. ibid.\\nA little more than kin, and less than kind. iud.\\nAll that lives must die,\\nPassing through nature to eternity. ibid.\\nSeems, madam nay, it is I know not seems.\\nJ T is not alone my inky cloak, good mother,\\nNor customary suits of solemn black. ibid.\\nBut I have that within which passeth show\\nThese but the trappings and the suits of woe. ibid.\\nT is a fault to Heaven,\\nA fault against the dead, a fault to nature,\\nTo reason most absurd. ibid.\\nOh, that this too too solid flesh would melt,\\nThaw and resolve itself into a dew\\nOr that the Everlasting had not fix d\\n1 Can walk in- White.\\n2 Eastern hill in Dyce, Singer, Staunton, and White.\\n3 One auspicious and one dropping eye in Dyce, Singer, and Staunton.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0155.jp2"}, "152": {"fulltext": "128 SHAKESPEARE.\\nHis canon gainst self -slaughter God God\\nHow weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable\\nSeem to me all the uses of this world\\nHamlet. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nThat it should come to this ibid.\\nHyperion to a satyr so loving to my mother,\\nThat he might not beteem the winds of heaven\\nVisit her face too roughly. ibid.\\nWhy, she would hang on him,\\nAs if increase of appetite had grown\\nBy what it fed on. ibid.\\nFrailty, thy name is woman ibid.\\nA little month. ibid.\\nLike Niobe, all tears. ibid.\\nA beast, that wants discourse of reason. ibid.\\nMy father s brother, but no more like my father\\nThan I to Hercules. ibid.\\nIt is not nor it cannot come to good. ibid.\\nThrift, thrift, Horatio the funeral baked meats\\nDid Coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.\\nWould I had met my dearest foe in heaven\\nOr ever I had seen that day. ibid.\\nIn my mind s eye, Horatio. ibid.\\nHe was a man, take him for all in all,\\nI shall not look upon his like again. jbid.\\nSeason your admiration for a while. ibid.\\nIn the dead vast and middle of the night. ibid.\\nArm d at point exactly, cap-a-pe. 1 ibid.\\nA countenance more in sorrow than in anger. ibid.\\n1 Armed at all points in Singer and White.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0156.jp2"}, "153": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 129\\nWhile one with moderate haste might tell a hundred.\\nHamlet. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nHam. His beard was grizzled, no\\nHot. It was, as I have seen it in his life,\\nA sable silver d.\\nLet it be tenable in your silence still. ibid.\\nGive it an understanding, but no tongue. ibid.\\nUpon the platform, twixt eleven and twelve. ibid.\\nFoul deeds will rise,\\nThough all the earth overwhelm them, to men s eyes.\\nIbid.\\nA violet in the youth of primy nature,\\nForward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting,\\nThe perfume and suppliance of a minute. sc. 3.\\nThe chariest maid is prodigal enough,\\nIf she unmask her beauty to the moon\\nVirtue itself scapes not calumnious strokes\\nThe canker galls the infants of the spring\\nToo oft before their buttons be disclosed,\\nAnd in the morn and liquid dew of youth\\nContagious blastments are most imminent. iud.\\nDo not, as some ungracious pastors do,\\nShow me the steep and thorny way to heaven\\nWhiles, like a pufFd and reckless libertine,\\nHimself the primrose path of dalliance treads,\\nAnd recks not his own rede. 1 iua.\\nGive thy thoughts no tongue. ibid.\\nBe thou familiar, but by no means vulgar.\\nThose friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,\\nGrapple them to thy soul with hoops 2 of steel. ibid.\\n1 And may you better reck the rede,\\nThan ever did the adviser.\\nBurns Epistle to a Young Friend.\\n2 Hooks in Singer.\\n9", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0157.jp2"}, "154": {"fulltext": "130 SHAKESPEARE.\\nBeware\\nOf entrance to a quarrel but being in,\\nBear t that the opposed may beware of thee.\\nGive every man thy ear, but few thy voice\\nTake each man s censure, but reserve thy judgment.\\nCostly thy habit as thy purse can buy,\\nBut not expressed in fancy rich, not gaudy\\nFor the apparel oft proclaims the man.\\nHamlet. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nNeither a borrower nor a lender be\\nFor loan oft loses both itself and friend,\\nAnd borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.\\nThis above all Ito thine own self be true,\\nAnd it must follow, as the night the day,\\nThou canst not then be false to any man. ibid.\\nSpringes to catch woodcocks. ibid.\\nWhen the blood burns, how prodigal the soul\\nLends the tongue vows. ibid.\\nBe somewhat scanter of your maiden presence. ibid.\\nHam. The air bites shrewdly it is very cold.\\nHot. It is a nipping and an eager air. Sc. 4.\\nBut to my mind, though I am native here\\nAnd to the manner born, it is a custom\\nMore honoured in the breach than the observance. ibid.\\nAngels and ministers of grace, defend us\\nBe thou a spirit of health or goblin damn d,\\nBring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell,\\nBe thy intents wicked or charitable,\\nThou comest in such a questionable shape\\nThat I will speak to thee I 11 call thee Hamlet,\\nKing, father, royal Dane Oh, answer me\\nLet me not burst in ignorance, but tell\\nWhy thy canonized bones, hearsed in death,\\nHave burst their cerements why the sepulchre,\\nWherein we saw thee quietly inurn d,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0158.jp2"}, "155": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 131\\nHath, oped his ponderous and marble jaws\\nTo cast thee up again. What may this mean,\\nThat thou, dead corse, again in complete steel\\nRevisit st thus the glimpses of the moon,\\nMaking night hideous, 1 and we fools of nature\\nSo horridly to shake our disposition\\nWith thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls\\nHamlet. Act i. Sc. 4.\\nI do not set my life at a pin s fee. ibid.\\nMy fate cries out,\\nAnd makes each petty artery in this body\\nAs hardy as the Xemean lion s nerve. md.\\nUnhand me, gentlemen.\\nBy heaven, I 11 make a ghost of him that lets me md.\\nSomething is rotten in the state of Denmark. ibid.\\nI am thy father s spirit,\\nDoom d for a certain term to walk the night,\\nAnd for the day confin d to fast in fires, 2\\nTill the foul crimes done in my days of nature\\nAre burnt and purg d away. But that I am forbid\\nTo tell the secrets of my prison-house,\\nI could a tale unfold, whose lightest word\\nWould harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood,\\nMake thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres,\\nThy knotted and combined locks to part\\nAnd each, particular hair to stand an end,\\nLike quills upon the fretful porpentine 3\\nBut this eternal blazon must not be\\nTo ears of flesh and blood. List, list, Oh, list Sc. 5.\\nAnd duller shouldst thou be than the fat weed\\nThat roots itself 4 in ease on Lethe wharf. ibid.\\n1 And makes night hideous. Pope The Dunciad, book Hi. line 166.\\n2 To lasting fires in Singer.\\n3 Porcupine in Singer and Staunton.\\n4 Rots itself in Staunton.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0159.jp2"}, "156": {"fulltext": "132 SHAKESPEAEE.\\nmy prophetic soul\\nMy uncle Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 5.\\nHamlet, what a f alling-off was there iud.\\nBut, soft methinks I scent the morning air\\nBrief let me be. Sleeping within my orchard,\\nMy custom always of the afternoon. ibid.\\nCut off even in the blossoms of my sin,\\nUnhousell d, disappointed, unaneled,\\nNo reckoning made, but sent to my account\\nWith all my imperfections on my head. iud.\\nLeave her to heaven\\nAnd to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,\\nTo prick and sting her. ibid.\\nThe glow-worm shows the matin to be near,\\nAnd gins to pale his uneffectual fire. ibid.\\nWhile memory holds a seat\\nIn this distracted globe. Bemember thee\\nYea, from the table of my memory\\n1 11 wipe away all trivial fond records. ibid.\\nWithin the book and volume of my brain. ibid.\\nvillain, villain, smiling, damned villain\\nMy tables, meet it is I set it down,\\nThat one may smile, and smile, and be a villain\\nAt least I m sure it may be so in Denmark. ibid.\\nHam. There s ne er a villain dwelling in all Denmark\\nBut he s an arrant knave.\\nHot. There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the\\ngrave\\nTo tell us this. Ibid.\\nEvery man has business and desire,\\nSuch as it is. ibid.\\nArt thou there, truepenny\\nCome on you hear this fellow in the cellarage. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0160.jp2"}, "157": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 133\\nclay and night, but this is wondrous strange\\nHamlet. Act i. 5.\\nThere are more things in heaven and earth. Horatio.\\nThan are dreamt of in your philosophy. ibid\\nBest, rest, perturbed spirit! ibid.\\nThe time is out of joint cursed spite,\\nThat ever I was born to set it right mi.\\nThe hash and outbreak of a fiery mind.\\nA savageness in unreclaimed blood. Act U. 8c. l.\\nThis is the very ecstasy of love.\\nBrevity is the soul of vrit. 1\\nAlore matter, with less art.\\nThat he is mad. t is true *t is true t is pity\\nAnd pity t is t is true.\\nFind out the cause of this effect.\\nOr rather say. the cause of this defect.\\nthis effect defective comes by cause. ibid.\\nDoubt thou the stars are fire\\nDoubt that the sun doth move\\nDoubt truth to be a liar\\nBut never doubt I love.\\nTo be honest as this world goes, is to be a man picked\\nout of ten thousand.\\nStill harping on my daughter. ibid.\\nPol. What do you read, my lord\\nHam. Words, words, words. ibid.\\nThey have a plentiful lack of wit. ibid.\\nThough this be madness, yet there is method in *t. ibid.\\nOn fortune s cap we are not the very button. ibid.\\n1 A short savin g oft contains much wisdom. Sophocles Metes, frag. 99.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0161.jp2"}, "158": {"fulltext": "134 SHAKESPEARE.\\nThere is nothing either good or bad, but thinking\\nmakes it SO. Hamlet. Actii.Sc.2.\\nA dream itself is but a shadow. md.\\nBeggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks. md.\\nThis goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile\\npromontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look\\nyou, this brave overhanging firmament, this majestical\\nroof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other\\nthing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of\\nvapours. What a piece of work is a man how noble in\\nreason how infinite in faculty in form and moving\\nhow express and admirable in action how like an angel\\nin apprehension how like a god 4 md.\\nMan delights not me no, nor woman neither. ibid.\\nThere is something in this more than natural, if phi-\\nlosophy could find it out. md.\\nI know a hawk from a handsaw. iud.\\nJephthah, judge of Israel, what a treasure hadst\\nthou jud.\\nOne fair daughter and no more,\\nThe which he loved passing well. md.\\nCome, give us a taste of your quality. ibid.\\nThe play, I remember, pleased not the million t was\\ncaviare to the general. ibid.\\nThey are the abstract and brief chronicles of the time\\nafter your death you were better have a bad epitaph than\\ntheir ill report while you live. ibid.\\nUse every man after his desert, and who should scape\\nwhipping ibid.\\nWhat s Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba,\\nThat he should weep for her ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0162.jp2"}, "159": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 135\\nUnpack my heart with words.\\nAnd fall a-cursing, like a very drab. Hamht. Act ii. 8c 2.\\nFor murder, though it have no tongue, will speak\\nWith most miraculous organ. 1 iud.\\nThe devil hath power\\nTo assume a pleasing shape. jud.\\nAbuses me to damn me. jMd.\\nThe play s the thing\\nWherein 1 11 catch the conscience of the king. ibid.\\nWith devotion s visage\\nAnd pious action we do sugar o er\\nThe devil himself. Act Hi Sc. 1.\\nTo be, or not to be that is the question\\nWhether t is nobler in the mind to suffer\\nThe slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,\\nOr to take arms against a sea of troubles,\\nAnd by opposing end them To die to sleep\\nXo more and by a sleep to say we end\\nThe heartache and the thousand natural shocks\\nThat flesh is heir to, t is a consummation\\nDevoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep\\nTo sleep perchance to dream ay, there s the rub\\nFor in that sleep of death what dreams may come,\\nWhen we have shuffled off this mortal coil,\\nMust give us pause there s the respect\\nThat makes calamity of so long life\\nFor who would bear the whips and scorns of time,\\nThe oppressor s wrong, the proud man s contumely,\\nThe pangs of despised love, the law s delay,\\nThe insolence of office and the spurns\\nThat patient onerit of the unworthy takes,\\nWhen he himself might his quietus make\\n1 See Chaucer, page 5.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0163.jp2"}, "160": {"fulltext": "136 SHAKESPEAKE.\\nWith a bare bodkin who would fardels bear,\\nTo grunt and sweat under a weary life,\\nBut that the dread of something after death,\\nThe undiscovered country from whose bourn\\nNo traveller returns, puzzles the will\\nAnd makes us rather bear those ills we have\\nThan fly to others that we know not of\\nThus conscience does make cowards of us all\\nAnd thus the native hue of resolution\\nIs sicklied o er with the pale cast of thought,\\nAnd enterprises of great pith and moment\\nWith this regard their currents turn awry,\\nAnd lose the name of action. Hamlet. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nNymph, in thy orisons\\nBe all my sins remember d. ibid.\\nEich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind. ibid.\\nI am myself indifferent honest. ibid.\\nBe thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt\\nnot escape calumny. Get thee to a nunnery, go. ibid.\\nI have heard of your paintings too, well enough God\\nhas given you one face, and you make yourselves another.\\nibid.\\nOh, what a noble mind is here o erthrown\\nThe courtier s, soldier s, scholar s eye, tongue, sword.\\nIbid.\\nThe expectancy and rose of the fair state,\\nThe glass of fashion and the mould of form,\\nThe observed of all observers ibid.\\nNow see that noble and most sovereign reason,\\nLike sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh. ibid.\\nOh, woe is me,\\nTo have seen what I have seen, see what I see ibid.\\n1 Who would these fardels in White.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0164.jp2"}, "161": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 137\\nZSTor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus,\\nbut use all gently for in the very torrent, tempest, and,\\nas I may say, the whirlwind of passion, you must acquire\\nand beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.\\nOh, it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-\\npated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to\\nsplit the ears of the groundlings, who for the most part\\nare capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb-shows and\\nnoise. I would have such a fellow whipped for o erdoing\\nTermagant it out-herods Herod. Hamlet. Act ill. Sc. 2.\\nSuit the action to the word, the word to the action\\nwith this special observance, that you o erstep not the\\nmodesty of nature. ibid.\\nTo hold, as t were, the mirror up to nature. ibid.\\nThe very age and body of the time his form and\\npressure. ibid.\\nThough it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make\\nthe judicious grieve. ibid.\\nNot to speak it profanely. ibid.\\nI have thought some of Nature s journeymen had made\\nmen and not made them well, they imitated humanity so\\nabominably. ibid.\\nFirst Play. We have reformed that indifferently with\\nus, sir.\\nHam. Oh, reform it altogether. ibid.\\nHoratio, thou art e en as just a man\\nAs e er my conversation coped withal. ibid.\\nSo. let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp,\\nAnd crook the pregnant hinges of the knee\\nWhere thrift may follow fawning. ibid.\\nA man that fortune s buffets and rewards\\nHast ta en with equal thanks. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0165.jp2"}, "162": {"fulltext": "138 SHAKESPEARE.\\nThey are not a pipe for fortune s finger\\nTo sound what stop she please. Give me that man\\nThat is not passion s slave, and I will wear him\\nIn my heart s core, ay, in my heart of heart,\\nAs I do thee. Something too much of this.\\nHamlet. Act ill. Sc. 2.\\nAnd my imaginations are as foul\\nAs Vulcan s stithy. ibid.\\nHere s metal more attractive. ibid.\\nNay, then, let the devil wear black, for I 11 have a suit\\nof sables. 2Md.\\nThere s hope a great man s memory may outlive his\\nlife half a year. ibid.\\nFor, Oh, for, Oh, the hobby-horse is forgot. ibid.\\nThis is miching mallecho it means mischief. ibid.\\nHam. Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring\\nOph. T is brief, my lord.\\nHam. As woman s love. ibid.\\nOur wills and fates do so contrary run\\nThat our devices still are overthrown. ibid.\\nThe lady doth protest too much, methinks. ibid.\\nLet the galled jade wince, our withers are unwrung.\\nIbid.\\nThe story is extant, and writ in choice Italian. ibid.\\nWhy, let the stricken deer go weep,\\nThe hart ungalled play\\nFor some must watch, while some must sleep\\nSo runs the world away. ibid.\\nT is as easy as lying. ibid.\\nIt will discourse most eloquent music. Ibid.\\n1 Protests in Dyce, Singer, and Staunton.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0166.jp2"}, "163": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 139\\nPluck out the heart of my mystery. Hamlet. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nDo you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe\\nibid.\\nHam. Do you see yonder cloud that J s almost in shape\\nof a camel\\nPol. By the mass, and t is like a camel, indeed.\\nHam. Methinks it is like a weasel.\\nPol. It is backed like a weasel.\\nHam. Or like a whale\\nPol. Very like a whale. ibid.\\nThey fool me to the top of my bent. ibid.\\nBy and by is easily said. ibid.\\nT is now the very witching time of night,\\nWhen churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out\\nContagion to this world. ibid.\\nI will speak daggers to her, but use none. ibid.\\nOh, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven\\nIt hath the primal eldest curse upon t,\\nA brother s murder. Sc. 3.\\nLike a man to double business bound,\\nI stand in pause where I shall first begin,\\nAnd both neglect. ibid.\\nT is not so above\\nThere is no shuffling, there the action lies\\nIn his true nature. ibid.\\nlimed soul, that, struggling to be free,\\nArt more engaged Help, angels Make assay\\nBow, stubborn knees and, heart with strings of steel,\\nBe soft as sinews of the new-born babe ibid.\\nT^nfia^n his cr i nies broad blown, as flush as May. ibid.\\nAbout some act\\nThat has no relish of salvation in t. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0167.jp2"}, "164": {"fulltext": "140 SHAKESPEARE.\\nMy words fly up, my thoughts remain below\\nWords without thoughts never to heaven go.\\nHamlet. Act Hi. Sc. 3.\\nDead, for a ducat, dead sc. 4.\\nAnd let me wring your heart for so I shall,\\nIf it be made of penetrable stuff. iud.\\nSuch an act\\nThat blurs the grace and blush of modesty. ibid.\\nFalse as dicers oaths. ibid.\\nA rhapsody of words. ibid.\\nWhat act\\nThat roars so loud, and thunders in the index ibid.\\nLook here, upon this picture, and on this,\\nThe counterfeit presentment of two brothers.\\nSee, what a grace was seated on this brow\\nHyperion s curls the front of Jove himself\\nAn eye like Mars, to threaten and command\\nA station like the herald Mercury\\nNew-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill,\\nA combination and a form indeed,\\nWhere every god did seem to set his seal,\\nTo give the world assurance of a man. ibid.\\nAt your age\\nThe hey-day in the blood is tame, it s humble. ibid.\\nshame where is thy blush Eebellious hell,\\nIf thou canst mutine in a matron s bones,\\nTo flaming youth let virtue be as wax,\\nAnd melt in her own fire proclaim no shame\\nWhen the compulsive ardour gives the charge,\\nSince frost itself as actively doth burn,\\nAnd reason panders will. ibid.\\nA cutpurse of the empire and the rule,\\nThat from a shelf the precious diadem sto^e,\\nAnd put it in his pocket ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0168.jp2"}, "165": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 141\\nA king of shreds and patches. Hamlet. Act Hi. Sc. 4.\\nConceit in weakest bodies strongest works. j id.\\nHow is t with you,\\nThat you do bend your eye on vacancy j^d.\\nThis is the very coinage of your brain\\nThis bodiless creation ecstasy\\nIs very cunning in. Ihid\\nBring me to the test,\\nAnd I the matter will re-word which madness\\nWould gambol from. Mother, for love of grace,\\nLay not that flattering unction to your soul. ibid.\\nConfess yourself to heaven\\nEepent what s past avoid what is to come. ibid.\\nAssume a virtue, if you have it not.\\nThat monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,\\nOf habits devil, is angel yet in this. ibid.\\nRefrain to-night,\\nAnd that shall lend a kind of easiness\\nTo the next abstinence the next more easy\\nFor use almost can change the stamp of nature. iud.\\nI must be cruel, only to be kind\\nThus bad begins, and worse remains behind. ibid.\\nFor t is the sport to have the enginer\\nHoist with his own petar. jud.\\nDiseases desperate grown\\nBy desperate appliance are relieved,\\nOr not at all. 1 Act iv. 8c. 3.\\nA man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king,\\nand eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. ibid.\\n1 Extreme remedies are very appropriate for extreme diseases. Hippo-\\ncrates Aphorism L", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0169.jp2"}, "166": {"fulltext": "142 SHAKESPEARE.\\nSure, he that made us with such large discourse,\\nLooking before and after, gave us not\\nThat capability and godlike reason\\nTo fust in US Unused. EamleL Act t\u00c2\u00bb. Sc. 4.\\nSightly to be great\\nIs not to stir without great argument,\\nBut greatly to find quarrel in a straw\\nWhen honour s at the stake. ibid.\\nSo full of artless jealousy is guilt,\\nIt spills itself in fearing to be spilt. Sc. 5.\\nWe know what we are, but know not what we may be.\\nIbid.\\nTo-morrow is Saint Valentine s day,\\nAll in the morning betime. ibid.\\nThen up he rose, and donn d his clothes. ibid.\\nCome, my coach Good night, sweet ladies good night.\\nIbid.\\nWhen sorrows come, they come not single spies,\\nBut in battalions. ibid.\\nThere s such divinity doth hedge a king,\\nThat treason can but peep to what it would. ibid.\\nNature is fine in love, and where t is fine,\\nIt sends some precious instance of itself\\nAfter the thing it loves. ibid.\\nThere s rosemary, that s for remembrance and\\nthere is pansies, that s for thoughts. ibid,\\nYou must wear your rue with a difference. There s a\\ndaisy I would give you some violets, but they withered.\\nIbul\\nHis beard was as white as snow,\\nAll flaxen was his poll. ibid.\\nA very riband in the cap of youth. Sc. 7.\\nThat we would do,\\nWe should do when we would. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0170.jp2"}, "167": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 113\\nTllOUgll last, not least in love. 1 Julius Ccesar, Act in. Sc. 1.\\nOh, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,\\nThat I am meek and gentle with these butchers\\nThou art the ruins of the noblest man\\nThat ever lived in the tide of times. ibid.\\nCry Havoc, and let slip the dogs of war. ibid.\\nRomans, countrymen, and lovers hear me for my\\ncause, and be silent that you may hear. sc. 2.\\nNot that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome\\nmore. ibid.\\nWho is here so base that would be a bondmau ibid.\\nIf any, speak for him have I offended. I pause for\\na reply. ibid.\\nFriends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears\\nI come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.\\nThe evil that men do lives after them\\nThe good is oft interred with their bones. ibid.\\nFor Brutus is an honourable man\\nSo are they all, all honourable men. ibid.\\nWhen that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept\\nAmbition should be made of sterner stuff. ibid,\\njudgment thou art fled to brutish beasts,\\nAnd men have lost their reason. ibid.\\nBut yesterday the word of Caesar might\\nHave stood against the world now lies he there,\\nAnd none so poor to do him reverence. ibid.\\nIf you have rs, prepare to shed them now, ibid.\\nSee what a 3 t the envious Casca made. ibid.\\nThis was th iiost unkindest cut of all. ibid.\\n1 Though 1?- t least. Spenser: Colin Clout, line 444.\\n8", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0171.jp2"}, "168": {"fulltext": "114 SHAKESPEARE.\\nGreat Caesar fell.\\nOh, what a fall was there, my countrymen\\nThen I, and you, and all of us fell down,\\nWhilst bloody treason flourished over us.\\nJulius Ccesar. Act in. Sc. 2.\\nWhat private griefs they have, alas, I know not. jud.\\nI come not, friends, to steal away your hearts\\nI am no orator, as Brutus is\\nBut, as you know me all, a plain blunt man. jud.\\nI only speak right on. jbid.\\nPut a tongue\\nIn every wound of Caesar that should move\\nThe stones of Kome to rise and mutiny. ibid.\\nWhen love begins to sicken and decay,\\nIt useth an enforced ceremony.\\nThere are no tricks in plain and simple faith. Act iv. Sc. 2.\\nYou yourself\\nAre much condemned to have an itching palm. sc. 3.\\nThe foremost man of all this world. ibid.\\nI had rather be a dog, and bay the moon,\\nThan such a Roman. iud.\\nI said, an elder soldier, not a better s\\nDid I say better md.\\nThere is no terror, Cassius, in your threats,\\nFor I am arm d so strong in honesty\\nThr.t they pass by me as the idle wind,\\nWhich I respect not. ibid.\\nShould I have answer d Caius Cassius so\\nWhen Marcus Brutus grows so covetous,\\nTo lock such rascal counters from his friends,\\nBe ready, gods, with all your thunderbolts\\nDash him to pieces\\nA friend should bear his friend s inflrmiti\\nBut Brutus makes mine greater than they", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0172.jp2"}, "169": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 145\\nXay, an tliou It inouth,\\nI 11 rant as well as tllOU. Hamlet. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nLet Hercules himself do what he may,\\nThe cat will mew and dog will have his day. j#g t\\nThere s a divinity that shapes our ends.\\nEough-hew them how we will. 1 $c. 2.\\nI once did hold it. as our statists do.\\nA baseness to write fair. ibid.\\nIt did me yeoman s service. ibid.\\nThe bravery of his grief did put me\\nInto a towering passion. ibid.\\nTVhat imports the nomination of this gentleman ibid.\\nThe phrase would be more gernian to the matter, if we\\ncould carry cannon by our sides. ibid.\\nT is the breathing time of day with me. ibid.\\nThere s a special providence in the fall of a sparrow.\\nIf it be now, t is not to come if it be not to come, it will\\nbe now if it be not now, yet it will come the readiness\\nis all. Since no man has aught of what he leaves, what\\nis t to leave betimes ibid.\\nI have shot mine arrow o er the house,\\nAnd hurt my brother. ibid.\\nXow the king drinks to Hamlet. ibid.\\nA hit. a very palpable hit. ibid.\\nThis fell sergeant, death,\\nIs strict in his arrest. ibid.\\nReport me and my cause aright. ibid.\\n1 But they that are above\\nHave ends in everything.\\nBeacmoxt and Fletcher Ttie Maid s Tragedy,\\nact v. sc. 4.\\n10", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0173.jp2"}, "170": {"fulltext": "146 SHAKESPEARE.\\nI am more an antique Eoman than a Dane.\\nHamlet. Act v. Sc. 2.\\nAbsent thee from felicity awhile. ibid.\\nThe rest is silence. ibid.\\nAlthough the last, not least. King Lear. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nNothing will come of nothing. ibid.\\nMend your speech a little,\\nLest it may mar your fortunes. ibid.\\nI want that glib and oily art,\\nTo speak and purpose not. ibid.\\nA still-soliciting eye, and such a tongue\\nAs I am glad I have not. ibid.\\nTime shall unfold what plaited cunning hides. ibid.\\nAs if we were villains by necessity fools by heavenly\\ncompulsion. sc. 2.\\nThat which ordinary men are fit for, I am qualified in\\nand the best of me is diligence. Sc. 4.\\nIngratitude, thou marble-hearted fiend ibid.\\nHow sharper than a serpent s tooth it is\\nTo have a thankless child ibid.\\nStriving to better, oft we mar what s well. ibid.\\nHysterica passio, down, thou climbing sorrow,\\nThy element s below. Act li. Sc 4.\\nNature in you stands on the very verge\\nOf her confine. ibid.\\nNecessity s sharp pinch ibid.\\nLet not women s weapons, water-drops,\\nStain my man s cheeks ibid.\\nBlow, winds, and crack your cheeks rage blow\\nAct Hi. Sc. 2.\\nI tax not you, you elements, with unkindness. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0174.jp2"}, "171": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 147\\nA poor, infirm, weak, and despised old man.\\nKing Lear. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nThere was never yet fair woman but she made mouths\\nin a glass. jpid.\\nTremble, thou wretch,\\nThat hast within thee undivulged crimes,\\nUnwhipp d of justice. jud.\\nI am a man\\n]\\\\Iore sinn d against than sinning. jud.\\nOh, that way madness lies let me shun that. Sc. 4.\\nPoor naked wretches, wheresoever you are,\\nThat bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,\\nHow shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,\\nYour looped and windowed raggedness, defend you\\nFrom seasons such as these jud.\\nTake physic, pomp\\nExpose thyself to feel what wretches feel. ibid.\\nOut-paramoured the Turk. iud.\\nT is a naughty night to swim in. ibid.\\nThe green mantle of the standing pool. ibid.\\nBut mice and rats, and such small deer,\\nHave been Tom s food for seven long year. ibid.\\nThe prince of darkness is a gentleman. 1 ibid.\\nPoor Tom s a-cold. md.\\nI 11 talk a word with this same learned Theban. ibid.\\nChild Eowland to the dark tower came,\\nHis word was still, Fie, f oh, and f um,\\nI smell the blood of a British man. ibid.\\nThe little dogs and all,\\nTray, Blanch, and Sweetheart, see, they bark at me.\\nSc. 6.\\n1 The prince of darkness is a gentleman. Suckling: The Goblins.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0175.jp2"}, "172": {"fulltext": "148 SHAKESPEARE.\\nMastiff, greyhound, mongrel grim,\\nHound or spaniel, bracn or lym,\\nOr bobtail tike or trundle-tail. King Lear. Act Hi. Sc. 6.\\nI am tied to the stake, and I must stand the course.\\nSc. 7.\\nThe lowest and most dejected thing of fortune.\\nAct iv. Sc. 1.\\nThe worst is not\\nSo long as we can say, This is the worst. jud.\\nPatience and sorrow strove\\nWho should express her goodliest. $c. 3.\\nHalf way down\\nHangs one that gathers samphire, dreadful trade\\nMethinks he seems no bigger than his head\\nThe fishermen that walk upon the beach\\nAppear like mice. sc. 6.\\nNature s above art in that respect. iud.\\nAy, every inch a king. ibid.\\nGive me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten\\nmy imagination. md.\\nA man may see how this world goes with no eyes.\\nLook with thine ears see how yond justice rails upon\\nyond simple thief. Hark, in thine ear change places\\nand, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the\\nthief ibid.\\nThrough tatter d clothes small vices do appear\\nRobes and furr d gowns hide all. ibid.\\nMine enemy s dog,\\nThough he had bit me, should have stood that night\\nAgainst my fire. sc.\\nPray you now, forget and forgive. /bid.\\nUpon such sacrifices, my Cordelia,\\nThe gods themselves throw incense. Act v. Sc. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0176.jp2"}, "173": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 149\\nThe gods are just, and of our pleasant vices\\nMake instruments to plague us. King Lear. Act v. Sc. 3.\\nHer voice was ever soft,\\nGentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman. ibid.\\nVex not his ghost Oh, let him pass he hates him much\\nThat would upon the rack of this tough world\\nStretch him out longer. ibid.\\nThat never set a squadron in the field,\\nXor the division of a battle knows. Othello. Act i. Sc. 1,\\nThe bookish theoric. Ibid.\\nT is the curse of service,\\nPreferment goes by letter and affection,\\nAnd not by old gradation, where each second\\nStood heir to the first. Ibid.\\nWe cannot all be masters, nor all masters\\nCannot be truly follow d. ibid.\\nWhip me such honest knaves. ibid.\\nI will wear my heart upon my sleeve\\nFor daws to peck at. ibid.\\nYou are one of those that will not serve God, if the\\ndevil bid you. Ibid.\\nThe wealthy curled darlings of our nation. Sc. 2.\\nMost potent, grave, and reverend signiors,\\nMy very noble and approved good masters,\\nThat I have ta en away this old man s daughter,\\nIt is most true true, I have married her\\nThe very head and front of my offending\\nHath this extent, no more. Eude am I in my speech, 1\\nAnd little bless d with the soft phrase of peace\\nFor since these arms of mine had seven years pith,\\nTill now some nine moons wasted, they have used\\n1 Though I be rude in speech, 2 Cor. xu 6.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0177.jp2"}, "174": {"fulltext": "150 SHAKESPEARE.\\nTheir dearest action in the tented field,\\nAnd little of this great world can I speak,\\nMore than pertains to feats of broil and battle,\\nAnd therefore little shall I grace rny cause\\nIn speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience,\\nI will a round unvarnished tale deliver\\nOf my whole course of love. othtllo. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nHer father loved me oft invited me\\nStill question d me the story of my life,\\nFrom year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes,\\nThat I have passed.\\nI ran it through, even from my boyish days,\\nTo the very moment that he bade me tell it\\nWherein I spake of most disastrous chances,\\nOf moving accidents by flood and field,\\nOf hair-breadth scapes i the imminent deadly breach,\\nOf being taken by the insolent foe\\nAnd sold to slavery, of my redemption thence\\nAnd portance in my travels history\\nWherein of antres vast and deserts idle,\\nRough quarries, rocks and hills whose heads touch heaven,\\nIt was my hint to speak, such was the process\\nAnd of the Cannibals that each other eat,\\nThe Anthropophagi, and men whose heads\\nDo grow beneath their shoulders. This to hear 1\\nWould Desdemona seriously incline. iud.\\nAnd often did beguile her of her tears,\\nWhen I did speak of some distressful stroke\\nThat my youth suffer d. My story being done,\\nShe gave me for my pains a world of sighs\\nShe swore, in faith, t was strange, t was passing strange,\\nT was pitiful, t was wondrous pitiful\\nShe wish d she had not heard it, yet she wish d\\nThat Heaven had made her such a man she thank d me,\\nAnd bade me, if I had a friend that loved her,\\nj\\n1 These things to hear in Singer.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0178.jp2"}, "175": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 151\\nI should but teach him how to tell my story,\\nAucl that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake\\nShe loved me for the dangers I had passed,\\nAnd I loved her that she did pity them.\\nThis only is the witchcraft I have used.\\nOthello. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nI do perceive here a divided duty. ibid.\\nThe roWd that smiles, steals something from the thief.\\nibid.\\nThe tyrant custom, most grave senators.\\nHath made the flinty and steel couch of war\\nMy thriee-driven bed of down. ibid.\\nI saw Othello s visage in his mind. ibid.\\nPut money in thy purse. ibid.\\nThe food that to him now is as luscious as locusts,\\nshall be to him shortly as bitter as coloquintida. ibid.\\nFramed to make women false. ibid.\\nOne that excels the quirks of blazoning pens. Act U. Sc. i.\\nFor I am nothing, if not critical. ibid.\\nI am not merry but I do beguile\\nThe thing I am, by seeming otherwise. ibid.\\nShe that was ever fair and never proud,\\nHad tongue at will, and yet was never loud. ibid.\\nShe was a wight, if ever such wight were.\\nDes. To do what\\nlogo. To suckle fools and chronicle small beer.\\nDes. Oh most lame and impotent conclusion ibid.\\nYou may relish him more in the soldier than in the\\nscholar. ibid.\\nIf after every tempest come such calms,\\nMay the winds blow till they have wakend death\\nIbid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0179.jp2"}, "176": {"fulltext": "152 SHAKESPEARE.\\nEgregiously an ass. Othello. Act ii. Be. i.\\nI have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking.\\nSc. 3.\\nPotations pottle-deep. ibid.\\nKing Stephen was a worthy peer,\\nHis breeches cost him but a crown\\nHe held them sixpence all too dear,\\nWith that he called the tailor lown. 1 iMd.\\nSilence that dreadful bell it frights the isle\\nFrom her propriety. ibid.\\nYour name is great\\nIn mouths of wisest censure. ibid.\\nThy honesty and love doth mince this matter. ibid.\\nCassio, I love thee\\nBut never more be officer of mine. ibid.\\nIago. What, are you hurt, lieutenant\\nCas. Ay, past all surgery. ibid.\\nEeputation, reputation, reputation! Oh, I have lost\\nmy reputation I have lost the immortal part of myself,\\nand what remains is bestial. ibid.\\nthou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name\\nto be known by, let us call thee devil ibid.\\nGod, that men should put an enemy in their mouths\\nto steal away their brains ibid.\\nCas. Every inordinate cup is unbless d, and the ingre-\\ndient is a devil.\\nIago. Come, come, good wine is a good familiar crea-\\nture, if it be well used. ibid.\\nHow poor are they that have not patience ibid.\\n1 Though these lines are from an old ballad giv^en in Percy s Reliques,\\nthey are much altered by Shakespeare, and it is his version we sing in the\\nnursery.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0180.jp2"}, "177": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 153\\nExcellent wretch Perdition catch my soul,\\nBut I do love thee and when I love thee not.\\nChaos is come again. 1 Othello. Act Hi. 8c. 3.\\nSpeak to me as to thy thinkings,\\nAs thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts\\nThe worst of words. ibid.\\nGood name in man and woman, dear my lord,\\nIs the immediate jewel of their souls\\nWho steals my purse steals trash t is something,\\nnothing\\nT was mine, t is his, and has been slave to thousands\\nBut he that filches from me my good name\\nRobs me of that which not enriches him\\nAnd makes me poor indeed. ibid.\\nOh, beware, my lord, of jealousy\\nIt is the green-eyed monster which doth mock\\nThe meat it feeds on. ibid.\\nBut, oh, what damned minutes tells he o er\\nWho dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly 2 loves\\nIbid.\\nPoor- and content is rich and rich enough. ibid.\\nTo be once in doubt\\nIs once to be resobrd. jbid.\\nIf I do prove her haggard,\\nThough that her jesses were my dear heart-strings,\\nI ld whistle her off and let her down the wind,\\nTo prey at fortune. ibid.\\nI am declined\\nInto the vale of years. ibid.\\n1 For he being dead, with him is beauty slain,\\nAnd, beauty dead, black chaos comes again.\\nVenus and Adonis.\\n2 Fondly M in Singer and White soundly in Staunton.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0181.jp2"}, "178": {"fulltext": "154 SHAKESPEARE.\\nOh curse of marriage,\\nThat we can call these delicate creatures ours,\\nAnd not their appetites I had rather be a toad,\\nAnd live upon the vapour of a dungeon,\\nThan keep a corner in the thing I love\\nFor others uses. Othello. Act Hi. Sc. 3.\\nTrifles light as air\\nAre to the jealous confirmations strong\\nAs proofs of holy writ. ibid.\\nNot poppy, nor mandragora,\\nNor all the drowsy syrups of the world,\\nShall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep\\nWhich thou owedst yesterday. ibid.\\nI swear t is better to be much abused\\nThan but to know t a little. ibid.\\nHe that is robb d, not wanting what is stolen,\\nLet him not know t, and he s not robb d at all. ibid.\\nOh, now, for ever\\nFarewell the tranquil mind farewell content\\nFarewell the plumed troop and the big wars\\nThat make ambition virtue Oh, farewell\\nFarewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump,\\nThe spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife,\\nThe royal banner, and all quality,\\nPride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war\\nAnd, you mortal engines, whose rude throats\\nThe immortal Jove s dread clamours counterfeit,\\nFarewell Othello s occupation s gone ibid.\\nBe sure of it give me the ocular proof. jud.\\nNo hinge nor loop\\nTo hang a doubt on. ibid.\\nOn horror s head horrors accumulate. ibid.\\nTake note, take note, world,\\nTo be direct and honest is not safe. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0182.jp2"}, "179": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 155\\nBut this denoted a foregone conclusion.\\nOthello. Act Hi. Sc. 3.\\nSwell, bosom, with thy fraught.\\nFor *t is of aspics tongues ibid.\\nLike to the Pontic sea.\\nWhose icy current and compulsive course\\nZse er feels retiring ebb. but keeps due on\\nTo the Propontic and the Hellespont.\\nEven so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace.\\nShall ne er look back, ne er ebb to humble love.\\nTill that a capable and wide revenge\\nSwallow them up. ibid.\\nOur new heraldry is hands, not hearts. 8c. 4,\\nTo beguile many, and be beguil d by one. a 8c. 1.\\nThey laugh that win. 1 md.\\nBut yet the pity of it. Iago Iago. the pity of it.\\nIago ibid.\\nI understand a fury in your words.\\nBut not the words. Sc. 2.\\nSteep d me in poverty to the very lips.\\nBut. alas, to make me\\nA fixed figure for the time of scorn\\nTo point his slow unmoving finger 2 at ibid.\\nPatience, thou young and rose-lipp d cherubin. ibid.\\nthou weed.\\nWho art so lovely fair and smell st so sweet\\nThat the sense aches at thee, would thou hadst ne er\\nbeen born. ibid.\\nHeaven, that such companions thou Tdst unfold.\\nAnd put in every honest hand a whip\\nTo lash the rascals naked through the world! ibid.\\n1 Cervantes Don Quixote, part ii. chop. i.\\n2 His slcm and moving finger M in Knight and Staunton.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0183.jp2"}, "180": {"fulltext": "156 SHAKESPEARE.\\nT is neither here nor there. Othello. Act iv. Sc. s.\\nIt makes us or it mars us. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nEvery way makes my gain. i Ud\\nHe hath a daily beauty in his life. jua.\\nThis is the night\\nThat either makes me or fordoes me quite. ibid.\\nAnd smooth as monumental alabaster. s c 2.\\nPut out the light, and then put out the light\\nIf I quench thee, thou naming minister,\\nI can again thy former light restore\\nShould I repent me but once put out thy light,\\nThou cunning st pattern of excelling nature,\\nI know not where is that Promethean heat\\nThat can thy light relume. ibid.\\nSo sweet was ne er so fatal. ibid.\\nHad all his hairs been lives, my great revenge\\nHad stomach for them all. ibid.\\nOne entire and perfect chrysolite. /bid.\\nCurse his better angel from his side,\\nAnd fall to reprobation. ibid.\\nEvery puny whipster. ibid.\\nMan but a rush against Othello s breast,\\nAnd he retires. ibid.\\nI have done the state some service, and they know t.\\nNo more of that. I pray you, in your letters,\\nWhen you shall these unlucky deeds relate,\\nSpeak of me as I am nothing extenuate,\\nNor set down aught in malice. Then, must you speak\\nOf one that loved not wisely but too well\\nOf one not easily jealous, but being wrought\\nPerplexed in the extreme of one whose hand,\\nLike the base Indian, threw a pearl away", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0184.jp2"}, "181": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 157\\nRicher than all his tribe of one whose subdued eyes.\\nAlbeit unused to the melting mood,\\nDrop tears as fast as the Arabian trees\\nTheir medicinal gum. Othello. Act v. Sc. 2.\\nI took by the throat the circumcised dog,\\nAnd smote him, thus. ibid.\\nThere s beggary in the love that can be reckon d.\\nAntony and Cleopatra. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nOn the sudden\\nA Eoman thought hath struck him. g Cm 2.\\nThis grief is crowned with consolation. ibid.\\nGive me to drink mandragora. Sc. 5..\\nWhere s my serpent of old Nile ibid.\\nA morsel for a monarch. ma.\\nMy salad days,\\nWhen I was green in judgment. ibid.\\nEpicurean cooks\\nSharpen with cloyless sauce his appetite. Act U. Sc. 1.\\nSmall to greater matters must give way. Sc. 2.\\nThe barge she sat in, like a burnish d throne,\\nBurn d on the water the poop was beaten gold\\nPurple the sails, and so perfumed that\\nThe winds were love-sick with them the oars were silver,\\nWhich to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made\\nThe water which they beat to follow faster,\\nAs amorous of their strokes. For her own person.\\nIt beggar d all description. ibid.\\nAge cannot wither her, nor custom stale\\nHer infinite variety. ibid.\\nI have not kept my square but that to come\\nShall all be done by the rule. sc. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0185.jp2"}, "182": {"fulltext": "158 SHAKESPEARE.\\nT was merry when\\nYou wager d on your angling when your diver\\nDid hang a salt-fish on his hook, which he\\nWith fervency drew up. Antony and Cleopatra. Act ii. Sc. 5.\\nCome, thou monarch of the vine,\\nPlumpy Bacchus with pink eyne Sc. 7.\\nWho does i the wars more than his -captain can\\nBecomes his captain s captain and ambition,\\nThe soldier s virtue, rather makes choice of loss,\\nThan gain which darkens him. Act Hi. Sc. l.\\nHe wears the rose\\nOf youth upon him. Sc. 13.\\nMen s judgments are\\nA parcel of their fortunes and things outward\\nDo draw the inward quality after them,\\nTo suffer all alike. ibid.\\nTo business that we love we rise betime,\\nAnd go to t with delight. Act iv. Sc. 4.\\nThis morning, like the spirit of a youth\\nThat means to be of note, begins betimes. ibid.\\nThe shirt of Nessus is upon me. Sc. 12.\\nSometime we see a cloud that s dragonish\\nA vapour sometime like a bear or lion,\\nA tower d citadel, a pendent rock,\\nA forked mountain, or blue promontory\\nWith trees upon t. Sc u.\\nThat which is now a horse, even with a thought\\nThe rack dislimns, and makes it indistinct,\\nAs water is in water. ibid.\\nSince Cleopatra died,\\nI have liv d in such dishonour that the gods\\nDetest my baseness. ibid.\\nI am dying, Egypt, dying. sc. is.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0186.jp2"}, "183": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 159\\nOh, wither d is the garland of the war,\\nThe soldier s pole is fallen. 1\\nAntony and Cleopatra. Act iv. Sc. 15.\\nLet s do it after the high Eonian fashion. jud.\\nFor his bounty,\\nThere was no winter in t an autumn t was\\nThat grew the more by reaping. Act v. Sc. 2.\\nIf there be, or ever were, one such,\\nIt s past the size of dreaming. md.\\n[Mechanic slaves\\nWith greasy aprons, rules, and hammers. ibid.\\nI have\\nImmortal longings in me. ibid.\\nLest the bargain should catch cold and starve.\\nCymbeline. Act i. Sc. 4.\\nHath his bellyful of fighting. Act U. Sc. 1.\\nHow bravely thou becomest thy bed, fresh lily. Sc. 2.\\nThe most patient man in loss, the most coldest that\\never turned up ace. Sc. 3.\\nHark, hark the lark at heaven s gate sings,\\nAnd Phoebus gins arise, 2\\nHis steeds to water at those springs\\nOn chalice d flowers that lies\\nAnd winking Mary-buds begin\\nTo ope their golden eyes\\nWith everything that pretty is,\\nMy lady sweet, arise. ibid.\\nAs chaste as unsumrrd snow. Sc. 5.\\nSome griefs are medicinable. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nProuder than rustling in unpaid-for silk. Sc. 3.\\n1 See Marlowe, paee 41.\\n1 See Lyly, page 32.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0187.jp2"}, "184": {"fulltext": "160 SHAKESPEARE.\\nSo slippery that\\nThe fear s as bad as falling. Cymbeline. Act Hi. Sc. 3.\\nThe game is up. ibid.\\naSo, t is slander,\\nWhose edge is sharper than the sword, whose tongue\\nOutvenoms all the worms of Nile, whose breath\\nEides on the posting winds, and doth belie\\nAll corners of the world. sc. 4.\\nSome jay of Italy,\\nWhose mother was her painting, hath betray d him\\nPoor I am stale, a garment out of fashion. ibid.\\nIt is no act of common passage, but\\nA strain of rareness. ibid.\\nI have not slept one wink. ibid.\\nThou art all the comfort\\nThe gods will diet me with. ibid.\\nWeariness\\nCan snore upon the flint, when resty sloth\\nFinds the down pillow hard. Sc. 6.\\nAn angel or, if not,\\nAn earthly paragon ibid.\\nTriumphs for nothing and lamenting toys\\nIs jollity for apes and grief for boys. Act iv. Sc. 2.\\nAnd put\\nMy clouted brogues from off my feet. ibid.\\nGolden lads and girls all must,\\nAs chimney-sweepers, come to dust. ibid.\\nOh, never say hereafter\\nBut I am truest speaker. You call d me brother\\nWhen I was but your sister. Act v. Sc. 5.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0188.jp2"}, "185": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE. 161\\nLike an arrow shot\\nFrom a well-experienc d archer hits the mark\\nHis eye doth level at. Peric .ts. Act I. Sc. 1.\\n3 Fish, blaster. I marvel how the fishes live in the\\nsea.\\n1 Fish. Why. as men do a-land: the great ones eat up\\nthe little ones. Act Sc,\\nBid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear.\\nVenus and Adonis. Line 145.\\nFor he being dead, vrith him is beauty slain.\\nAnd. beauty dead, black chaos comes again. Lint 1019.\\nThe grass stoops not. she treads on it so light. Line 1027.\\nFor greatest scandal vraits on greatest state.\\nLuc tee. Lime 1006.\\nThou art thy mother s glass, and she in thee\\nCalls back the lovely April of her prime. 5.\\nAnd stretched metre of an antique song. 801 4\\nBut thy eternal summer shall not fa Sonnet\\nThe painful warrior famoused for fight. 1\\nAfter a thousand victories, once foil d.\\nIs from the books of honour razed quite.\\nAnd all the rest forgot for which he toil h Sonnet xxv.\\nWhen to the sessions of sweet silent thought\\nI summon up remembrance of things past.\\nI sigh the lack of many a thing I sought.\\nAnd vrith old woes new wail my dear time s waste.\\n8\\nFull many a glorious morning have I seen. Sonnet\\nMy grief lies onward and my joy behind. Sonnet I\\n1 Worth in White.\\n11", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0189.jp2"}, "186": {"fulltext": "162\\nSHAKESPEARE.\\nLike stones of worth, they thinly placed are,\\nOr captain jewels in the carcanet. Sonnet Hi.\\nThe rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem\\nFor that sweet odour which doth in it live. Sonnet Uv.\\nNot marble, nor the gilded monuments\\nOf princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme. Sonnet h.\\nSince brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,\\nBut sad mortality o ersways their power,\\nHow with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,\\nWhose action is no stronger than a flower\\nAnd art made tongue-tied by authority.\\nAnd simple truth niiscalFd simplicity,\\nAnd captive good attending captain ill.\\nThe ornament of beauty is suspect,\\nA crow that flies in heaven s sweetest air.\\nSonnet Ixv.\\nSonnet Ixvi.\\nIbid,\\nSonnet Ixx.\\nThat time of year thou may st in me behold,\\nWhen yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang\\nUpon those boughs which shake against the cold,\\nBare ruiir d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.\\nSonnet Ixxiii.\\nYour monument shall be my gentle verse,\\nWhich eyes not yet created shall o er-read,\\nAnd tongues to be your being shall rehearse\\nWhen all the breathers of this world are dead\\nYou still shall live such virtue hath my pen\\nWhere breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.\\nSonnet Ixxxi.\\nFarewell thou art too dear for my possessing.\\nSonnet Ixxxvii.\\nDo not drop in for an after-loss.\\nAh, do not, when my heart hath scap d this sorrow,\\nCome in the rearward of a conquer d woe\\nGive not a windy night a rainy morrow,\\nTo linger out a purposed overthrow. Sonnet xc.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0190.jp2"}, "187": {"fulltext": "SHAKESPEARE.\\n161\\nWhen proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,\\nHatli put a spirit of youth in everything. Sonnet xcvili.\\nStill constant is a wondrous excellence.\\nSonnet cv.\\nSonnet cvi,\\nSonnet cxi.\\nSonnet cxvi.\\nAnd beauty, making beautiful old rhyme.\\nMy nature is subdu d\\nTo what it works in, like the dyer s hand.\\nLet me not to the marriage of true minds\\nAdmit impediments love is not love\\nWhich alters when it alteration finds.\\nT is better to be vile than vile esteem/ d,\\nWhen not to be receives reproach of being\\nAnd the just pleasure lost which is so deem d,\\nXot by our feeling, but by others seeing. Sonnet cxxi.\\n]STo, I am that I am, and they that level\\nAt my abuses reckon up their own. ibid.\\nThat full star that ushers in the even. Sonnet cxxxii.\\nSo on the tip of his subduing tongue\\nAll kinds of arguments and questions deep,\\nAll replication prompt, and reason strong,\\nFor his advantage still did wake and sleep.\\nTo make the weeper laugh, the laugher weep,\\nHe had the dialect and different skill,\\nCatching all passion in his craft of will.\\nA Lover s Complaint. Line 120.\\nfather, what a hell of witchcraft lies\\nIn the small orb of one particular tear. ibid. Line 288.\\nBad in the best, though excellent in neither.\\nThe Passionate Pilgrim, in.\\nCrabbed age and youth\\nCannot live together. ibid. via.\\nHave you not heard it said full oft,\\nA woman s nay doth stand for naught ibid. xiv.\\nCursed be he that moves my bones. Shakespeare s Fjntaph.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0191.jp2"}, "188": {"fulltext": "164 BACON.\\nFKANCIS BACOK 1561-1626.\\nWorks Spedding and Ellis).\\nI hold every man a debtor to his profession from the\\nwhich as men of course do seek to receive countenance\\nand profit, so ought they of duty to endeavour themselves\\nby way of amends to be a help and ornament thereunto.\\nMaxims of the Law. Preface.\\nCome home to men s business and bosoms.\\nDedication to the Essays, Edition 1625.\\nNo pleasure is comparable to the standing upon the\\nvantage-ground of truth. Of Truth.\\nMen fear death as children fear to go in the dark;\\nand as that natural fear in children is increased with\\ntales, so is the other. Of Death.\\nRevenge is a kind of wild justice, which the more\\nman s nature runs to, the more ought law to weed it\\nOut. Of Revenge.\\nIt was a high speech of Seneca (after the manner of\\nthe Stoics), that The good things which belong to pros-\\nperity are to be wished, but the good things that belong\\nto adversity are to be admired. Of Adversity.\\nIt is yet a higher speech of his than the other, It is\\ntrue greatness to have in one the frailty of a man and\\nthe security of a god. ibid.\\nProsperity is the blessing of the Old Testament ad-\\nversity is the blessing of the Xew. ibid.\\nProsperity is not without many fears and distastes\\nand adversity is not without comforts and hopes. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0192.jp2"}, "189": {"fulltext": "BACON. 165\\nVirtue is like precious odours, most fragrant when\\nthey are incensed or crushed. 1 Of Adversity.\\nHe that hath wife and children hath given hostages to\\nfortune for they are impediments to great enterprises,\\neither of virtue Or mischief. Of Marriage and Single Life.\\nWives are young men s mistresses, companions for\\nmiddle age, and old men s nurses. 2 jud.\\nMen in great place are thrice servants, servants of\\nthe sovereign or state, servants of fame, and servants of\\nbusiness. Of Great Place.\\nMahomet made the people believe that he would call\\na hill to him, and from the top of it offer up his prayers\\nfor the observers of his law. The people assembled.\\nMahomet called the hill to come to him, again and again\\nand when the hill stood still he was never a whit abashed,\\nbut said, If the hill will not come to Mahomet, Maho-\\nmet will go to the hill. Of Boldness.\\nThe desire of power in excess caused the angels to\\nfall; the desire of knowledge in excess caused man to\\nfall. 3 Of Goodness.\\nThe remedy is worse than the disease. 4 Of Seditions.\\n1 As aromatic plants bestow-\\nNo spicy fragrance while they grow\\nBut crushed or trodden to the ground,\\nDiffuse their balmy sweets around.\\nGoldsmith: The Captivity, act i.\\nThe good are better made by ill.\\nAs odours crushed are sweeter still.\\nRogers Jacqueline, stanza 3.\\n2 Burton (quoted) Anatomy of Melancholy, part Hi. sect. 2, memb. 5,\\nsubsect. 5.\\n3 Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes\\nMen would be angels, angels would be gods.\\nAspiring to be gods, if angels fell,\\nAspiring to be angels, men rebel.\\nPope Essay on Man. ep. i. line 125.\\n4 There are some remedies worse than the disease. Publius Syrus\\nMaxim 301.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0193.jp2"}, "190": {"fulltext": "166 BACON.\\nI had rather believe all the fables in the legends and\\nthe Talmud and the Alcoran, than that this universal\\nframe is without a mind. Of Atheism.\\nA little philosophy inclineth man s mind to atheism,\\nbut depth in philosophy bringeth men s minds about to\\nreligion. 1 ibid.\\nTravel, in the younger sort, is a part of education in\\nthe elder, a part of experience. He that travelleth into\\na country before he hath some entrance into the language,\\ngoeth to school, and not to travel. of Travel\\nPrinces are like to heavenly bodies, which cause good\\nor evil times, and which have much veneration but no\\nrest. 2 Of Empire.\\nIn things that a man would not be seen in himself, it\\nis a point of cunning to borrow the name of the world\\nas to say, The world says, or There is a speech\\nabroad. Of Cunning.\\nThere is a cunning which we in England call the\\nturning of the cat in the pan M which is, when that\\nwhich a man says to another, he lays it as if another had\\nsaid it to him. ibid.\\nIt is a good point of cunning for a man to shape the\\nanswer he would have in his own words and propositions,\\nfor it makes the other party stick the less. ibid.\\nIt hath been an opinion that the French are wiser than\\nthey seem, and the Spaniards seem wiser than they are\\nbut howsoever it be between nations, certainly it is so\\nbetween man and man. Of Seeming Wise.\\n1 Who are a little wise the best fools be. Donne Triple Fool.\\nA little skill in antiquity inclines a man to Popery but depth in that\\nstudy brings him about again to our religion. Fuller The Holy State.\\nThe True Church Antiquary.\\nA little learning is a dangerous thing. Pope Essay on Criticism,\\npart ii. line 15.\\n2 Kings are like stars they rise and set they have\\nThe worship of the world, but no repose.\\nShelley Hellas.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0194.jp2"}, "191": {"fulltext": "BACON. 167\\nThere is a wisdom in this beyond the rules of physic.\\nA man s own observation, what he finds good of and\\nwhat he finds hurt of, is the best physic to preserve\\nhealth. Of Regimen of Health.\\nDiscretion of speech is more than eloquence and to\\nspeak agreeably to him with whom we deal is more than\\nto speak in good words or in good order. Of Discourse.\\nMen s thoughts are much according to their inclina-\\ntion, 1 their discourse and speeches according to their\\nlearning and infused Opinions. Of Custom and Education.\\nChiefly the mould of a man s fortune is in his own\\nhands. 2 Of Fortune.\\nIf a man look sharply and attentively, he shall see For-\\ntune for though she is blind, she is not invisible. 3 ibid.\\nYoung men are fitter to invent than to judge, fitter for\\nexecution than for counsel, and fitter for new projects\\nthan for settled business. Of Youth and Age.\\nVirtue is like a rich stone, best plain set. Of Beauty.\\nGod Almighty first planted a garden. 4 of Gardens.\\nAnd because the breath of flowers is far sweeter in\\nthe air (where it comes and goes, like the warbling of\\nmusic) than in the hand, therefore nothing is more fit\\nfor that delight than to know what be the flowers and\\nplants that do best perfume the air. ibid.\\n1 Of similar meaning, Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.\\nSee Shakespeare, page 90.\\n2 Every man is the architect of his own fortune. Pseudo-Sallust\\nEpist. de Rep. Ordin. ii. 1.\\nHis own character is the arbiter of every one s fortune. Publius\\nSyrus Maxim 283.\\n3 Fortune is painted blind, with a muffler afore her eyes, to signify to you\\nthat Fortune is blind. Shakespeare Henry V. act Hi. sc. 6.\\n4 God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.\\nCowley The Garden. Essay v.\\nGod made the country, and man made the town.\\nCowper The Task, bonlc i. line 749.\\nDivina natura dedit agros, ars humana aedificavit urbes (Divine Nature\\ngave the fields, human art built the cities).\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Varro: De Re Rustica, Hi. 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0195.jp2"}, "192": {"fulltext": "168 BACON.\\nSome books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed,\\nand some few to be chewed and digested. Of Studies.\\nReading maketh a full man, conference a ready man,\\nand writing an exact man. j\\nHistories make men wise; poets, witty; the mathe-\\nmatics, subtile natural philosophy, deep moral, grave\\nlogic and rhetoric, able to contend. jua.\\nThe greatest vicissitude of things amongst men is the\\nvicissitude Of sects and religions. 1 Of Vicissitude of Things.\\nBooks must follow sciences, and not sciences books.\\nProposition touching Amendment of Laws.\\nKnowledge is power. Nam et ipsa scientia potestas\\n6St. Meditationes Sacrce. J)e Hceresibus.\\nWhence we see spiders, flies, or ants entombed and\\npreserved forever in amber, a more than royal tomb. 8\\nHistoria Vital et Mortis; Sylva Sylvarum, Cent. i. Exper. 100.\\nWhen you wander, as you often delight to do, you\\nwander indeed, and give never such satisfaction as the\\ncurious time requires. This is not caused by any natu-\\nral defect, but first for want of election, when you, hav-\\ning a large and fruitful mind, should not so much labour\\nwhat to speak as to find what to leave unspoken. Eich\\nSoils are often to be weeded. Letter of Expostulation to Coke.\\n1 The vicissitude of things. Sterne Sermon xvi. Gifford Con-\\ntemplation.\\n2 A wise man is strong yea, a man of knowledge increaseth strength.\\nProverbs xxiv. 5. v\\nKnowledge is more than equivalent to force. Johnson Rasselas,\\nchap. xiii.\\n3 The bee.e\\\\itlosed and through the amber shown,\\nSeen^s buried in the juice which was his own.\\nMartial book iv. line 31 (Hay s translation).\\nI saw a flie within a beade\\nOf amber cleanly buried.\\nHerrick On a Fly buried in Amber.\\nPretty in amber k to observe the forms\\nOf hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms.\\nPope Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot, line 169.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0196.jp2"}, "193": {"fulltext": "BACON. 169\\nAntiquitas saeculi juventus imindi. These times are\\nthe ancient times, when the world is ancient, and not\\nthose which we account ancient ordine retrogrado, by a\\ncomputation backward from ourselves. 1\\nAdvancement of Learning, Book i (1605.)\\nFor the glory of the Creator and the relief of mans\\nestate. ibid.\\nThe sun. which passeth through pollutions and itself\\nremains as pure as before. 2 Book a.\\nIt [Poesy] was ever thought to have some participa-\\ntion of divineness. because it doth raise and erect the\\nmind by submitting the shews of things to the desires\\nof the mind. ibid.\\n1 As in the little, so in the great world, reason will tell you that old age\\nor antiquity is to be accounted by the farther distance from the beginning\\nand the nearer approach to the end, the times wherein we now live being\\nin propriety of speech the most ancient since the world s creation. George\\nHakewill An Apologie or Declaration of the Power and Providence of\\nGod in the Government of the World. London. 1627.\\nFor as old age is that period of life most remote from infancy, who dees\\nnot see that old age in this universal man ought not to be sought in the\\ntimes nearest his birth, but in those most remote from it Pascal\\nPreface to the Treatise on Vacuum.\\nIt is worthy of remark that a thought which is often quoted from Francis\\nBacon occurs in [Giordano] Bruno s Cena di Cenere. published in 1584\\nI mean the notion that the later times are more aged than the earlier.\\nWhewell Philosophy of the Inductive Sciences, vol. Up. 198. London,\\n1847.\\nWe are Ancients of the earth.\\nAnd in the morning of the times.\\nTennyson The Day Dream. \\\\V E\\n2 The sun, though it passes through dirty places, yet remains as pure as\\nbefore. Advancement of Learning (ed. Dewey).\\nThe sun. too. shines into cesspools and is not polluted. Diogenes\\nLaertius. Lib. vi. sect. 63.\\nSpiritalis enim virtus sacramenti ita est ut lux etsi per immundos\\ntranseat, non inquinatur (The spiritual virtue of a sacrament is like light\\nalthough it passes among the impure, it is not polluted). Saint Augus-\\ntine Works, vol. Hi.. In Johannis Evaug. cap. i. tr. v. sect. 15.\\nThe sun shineth upon the dunghill, and is not corrupted. Lylt\\nEuphues. The Anatomy of Wit (Arber s reprint), p. 43.\\nThe sun reflecting upon the mud of strands and shores is unpolluted in\\nhis beam. Taylor Holy Living, chap. i. p. 3.\\nTruth is as impossible to be soiled by any outward touch as the sun-\\nbeam. Milton The Doctrine and Discipline of Divorce.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0197.jp2"}, "194": {"fulltext": "170 BACON.\\nSacred and inspired divinity, the sabaoth and port of\\nall men s labours and peregrinations.\\nAdvancement of Learning. Booh ii.\\nCleanness of body was ever deemed to proceed from a\\ndue reverence to God. 1 ibid.\\nStates as great engines move slowly. ibid.\\nThe world s a bubble, and the life of man\\nLess than a span. 2 The World.\\nWho then to frail mortality shall trust\\nBut limns on water, or but writes in dust. ibid.\\nWhat then remains but that we still should cry\\nTor being born, and, being born, to die 3 ibid.\\nFor my name and memory, I leave it to men s charita-\\nble speeches, to foreign nations, and to the next ages.\\nFrom his Will.\\nMy Lord St. Albans said that Nature did never put\\nher precious jewels into a garret four stories high, and\\ntherefore that exceeding tall men had ever very empty\\nheads. Apothegms. No. 17.\\n1 Cleanliness is indeed next to godliness. John Wesley (quoted)\\nJournal, Feb. 12, 1772.\\nAccording to Dr. A. S. Bettelheim, rabbi, this is found in the Hebrew\\nfathers. He cites Phinehas ben Yair, as follows The doctrines of religion\\nare resolved into carefulness carefulness into vigorousness vigorousness\\ninto guiltlessness guiltlessness into abstemiousness abstemiousness into\\ncleanliness cleanliness into godliness, literally, next to godliness.\\n2 Whose life is a bubble, and in length a span. Browne: Pastoral ii.\\nOur life is but a span. New England Primer.\\n3 This line frequently occurs in almost exactly the same shape among the\\nminor poems of the time: Not to be born, or, being born, to die. Drum-\\nmond Poems, p. 44. Bishop King Poems, etc. (1057), p. 145.\\n4 Tall men are like houses of four stories, wherein commonly the upper-\\nmost room is worst furnished. Howell (quoted) Letter i. booh i. sect. ii.\\n(1621.)\\nOften the cockloft is empty in those whom Nature hath built many\\nstories high. Fuller Andronicus. sect. vi. par. 18, 1.\\nSuch as take lodgings in a head\\nThat s to be let unfurnished.\\nButler Hudibras, part i. canto i. line 161.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0198.jp2"}, "195": {"fulltext": "BACON. 171\\nLike the strawberry wives, that laid two or three\\ngreat strawberries at the mouth of their pot, and all the\\nrest were little Ones. 1 Apothegms. No. 54.\\nSir Henry Wotton used to say that critics are like\\nbrushers of noblemen s clothes. A r o. 64.\\nSir Amice Pawlet, when he saw too much haste made\\nin any matter, was wont to say, Stay a while, that we\\nmay make an end the sooner/ jvo. 76.\\nAlonso of Aragon was wont to say in commendation\\nof age, that age appears to be best in four things, old\\nwood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to\\ntrust, and old authors to read. 2 No. 97.\\nPyrrhus, when his friends congratulated to him his\\nvictory over the Romans under Fabricius, but with great\\nslaughter of his own side, said to them, Yes but if we\\nhave such another victory, w^e are undone. 3 No. 193.\\nCosmus, Duke of Florence, was wont to say of perfidi-\\nous friends, that We read that we ought to forgive\\nour enemies but we do not read that we ought to for-\\ngive our friends. No. 206.\\nCato said the best way to keep good acts in memory\\nwas to refresh them with new. No. 247.\\n1 The custom is not altogether obsolete in the U. S. A.\\n2 Is not old wine wholesomest, old pippins toothsomest, old wood burns\\nbrightest, old linen wash whitest Old soldiers, sweetheart, are surest, and\\nold lovers are soundest. Webster Westward Roe, act ii. sc. 2.\\nOld friends are best. King James used to call for his old shoes they\\nwere easiest for his feet. Selden Table Talk. Friends.\\nOld wood to burn Old wine to drink Old friends to trust Old\\nauthors to read Alonso of Aragon was wont to say in commendation of\\nage, that age appeared to be best in these four things. Melchior Flo-\\nresta Eapanola de Apothegmas o sentencias, etc., ii. 1, 20.\\nWhat find you better or more honourable than age Take the prehem-\\ninence of it in everything, in an old friend, in old wine, in an old pedi-\\ngree. Shakerley Marmion (1602-1639) The Antiquary.\\nI love everything that s old, old friends, old times, old manners, old\\nbooks, old wine. Goldsmith She Stoops to Conquer, act i.\\n3 There are some defeats more triumphant- than victories. Montaigne:\\nOf Cannibals, chap. xxx.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0199.jp2"}, "196": {"fulltext": "172 MIDDLETON.\\nTHOMAS MIDDLETON. 1626.\\nAs the Case Stands. 1 The Old Law. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nOn his last legs. Act Vt Sc l.\\nHold their noses to the grindstone. 2\\nBlurt, Master-Constable. Act Hi. Sc. 3.\\nI smell a rat. 3\\nA little too wise, they say, do ne er live long. 4\\nThe Phoenix. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nThe better day, the better deed. 5 Act ill. Sc. 1.\\nThe worst comes to the worst. 6 ibid.\\nT is slight, not strength, that gives the greatest lift. 7\\nMichaelmas Term. Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nFrom thousands of our undone widows\\nOne may derive some wit. 8\\nA Trick to catch the Old One. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nGround not upon dreams you know they are ever con-\\ntrary. 9 The Family of Love. Act iv. Sc. 3.\\nSpick and span new. 10 ibid.\\nA flat case as plain as a pack-staff. 11 Act v. Sc. 3.\\n1 As the case stands. Mathew Henry Commentaries, Psalm cxix.\\n2 See Hey wood, pa^e 11.\\n3 I smell a rat. Ben Jonson Tale of a Tub, act iv. Sc. 3. Butler\\nHudibras, part i. canto i. line 281.\\nI begin to smell a rat. Cekvantes: Don Quixote, book iv. chap. x.\\n4 See Shakespeare, page 97.\\n5 The better day, the worse deed. Henry Commentaries, Genesis Hi.\\n6 Worst comes to the worst. Cervantes Don Quixote, part i. book\\nHi. chap. v. Marston The Dutch Courtezan, act Hi. sc. 1.\\n7 It is not strength, but art, obtains the prize. Pope The Iliad, book\\nxxiii. line 383.\\n8 Some undone widow sits upon mine arm. Massinger A New Way\\nto pay Old Debts, act v. sc. 1.\\n9 For drames always go by contraries. Lover The AngeVs Whisper.\\n10 Spick and span new\\\\ Ford: The Lover s Melancholy, act i. sc. 1.\\nFarquhar Preface to his Works.\\nn Plain as a pike-staff. Terence in English (1641). Buckingham\\nSpeech in the House of Lords, 1675. Gil Bias (Smollett s translation), book\\nxii. chap. via. Byrom Epistle to a Friend.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0200.jp2"}, "197": {"fulltext": "MIDDLETOX. 173\\nHave you summoned your wits from wool-gathering\\nThe Family of Love. Act v. Sc. 3.\\nAs true as I live. /bid.\\nFrom the crown of our head to the sole of our foot. 1\\nA Mad World, my Masters. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nThat disease\\nOf which all old men sicken. avarice. 2\\nThe Roaring Girl. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nBeat all your feathers as flat down as pancakes. ibid.\\nThere is no hate lost between us. 3 The Witch. Act iv. Sc. 3.\\nLet the air strike our tune.\\nWhilst we show reverence to yond peeping moon. 4\\nAct v. Sc. 2.\\nBlack spirits and white, red spirits and gray.\\nMingle, mingle, mingle, you that mingle may. 5 ibid.\\nAll is not gold that glisteneth. 6 A Fair Quarrel. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nAs old Chaucer was wont to say. that broad famous\\nEnglish poet. Mart Dissemblers besides Women. Act i. Sc. 4.\\nT is a stinger. 7 Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nThe world *s a stage on which all parts are played. 8\\nA Game at Chess. Act v. Sc. 1.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 51.\\nSo for a good old gentlemanly vice,\\nI think I must take up with avarice.\\nByron Don Juan, canto i. stanza 216.\\n3 There is no lore lost between us. Cervantes Don Quixote, book\\niv. chap. xxiti. Goldsmith She Stoops to Conquer, act ir. Garrick\\nCorrespondence, 1759. Fielding The Grub Street Opera, act i. sc. 4.\\n4 See Shakespeare, page 123.\\n5 These lines are introduced into Macbeth, act iv. sc. 1. According to\\nSteevens, the song was. in all probability, a traditional one. Collier\\nsays, Doubtless it does not belong to Middleton more than to Shakespeare.\\nDyce says. There seems to be little doubt that Macbeth is of an earlier\\ndate than The Witch.\\nSee Chaucer, page 5.\\n7 He as had a stinger. Beaumont and Fletcher: Wit without\\nMoney, act iv. sc. 1.\\ns See Shakespeare, page 69.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0201.jp2"}, "198": {"fulltext": "174 MIDDLETON. WOTTON.\\nTurn Over a new leaf. 1 Anything for a Quiet Life. Act Hi. Sc. 3.\\nMy nearest\\nAnd dearest enemy. 2 Act v. Sc. 1.\\nThis was a good week s labour. s Ct 3\\nHow many honest words have suffered corruption since\\nChaucer s days No Wit, no Help, like a Woman s. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nBy many a happy accident. 3 gc. 2.\\nSIR HENEY WOTTON. 1568-1639.\\nHow happy is he born or taught,\\nThat serveth not another s will\\nWhose armour is his honest thought,\\nAnd simple truth his utmost skill\\nThe Character of a Happy Life.\\nWho God doth late and early pray\\nMore of his grace than gifts to lend\\nAnd entertains the harmless day\\nWith a religious book or friend. ibid,\\nLord of himself, though not of lands\\nAnd having nothing, yet hath all. 4 ibid.\\nYou meaner beauties of the night,\\nThat poorly satisfy our eyes\\nMore by your number than your light\\nYou common people of the skies,\\nWhat are you when the moon 5 shall rise\\nOn his Mistress, the Queen of Bohemia. 6\\n1 A Health to the Gentlemanly Profession of Serving-men (1598). Turn\\nover a new leaf. Dekker The Honest Whore, part ii. act i. sc. 2.\\nBurke Letter to Mrs. Haviland.\\n2 See Shakespeare, page 128.\\n3 A happy accident. Madame de Stael V Allemagne, chap. xvi.\\nCervantes Don Quixote, booh iv. part ii. chap. Ivii.\\n4 As having nothing, and r et possessing all things. 2 Corinth, vi. 10.\\n5 u Sun in Reliquim Wottoniana (eds. 1651, 1654, 1672, 1685).\\n6 This was printed with music as early as 1624, in Est s Sixth Set of\\nBooks, etc., and is found in many MSS. Hannah The Courtly Poets.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0202.jp2"}, "199": {"fulltext": "WOTTOX. BARXFIELD. DA VIES. 175\\nHe first deceased she for a little tried\\nTo live without him, liked it not, and died.\\nUpon the Death of Sir Albert Morton s Wife.\\nI am but a gatherer and disposer of other men s stuff.\\nPreface to the Elements of Architecture.\\nHanging was the worst use a man could be put to.\\nThe Disparity between Buckingham and Essex.\\nAn ambassador is an honest man sent to lie abroad for\\nthe Commonwealth. 1 Reliquia Wottoniance.\\nThe itch of disputing will prove the scab of churches. 2\\nA Panegyric to King Charles.\\nEICHAED BARXFIELD. 1570.\\nAs it fell upon a day\\nIn the merry month of ^lay,\\nSitting in a pleasant shade\\nWhich a grove of myrtles made.\\nAddress to the Nightingale.^\\nSIE JOHN DAVIES. 1570-1626.\\nMuch like a subtle spider which doth sit\\nIn middle of her web, which spreadeth wide\\n1 In a letter to Velserus, 1612. Wotton says, This mem- definition of\\nan ambassador I had chanced to set down at my friend s, Mr. Christopher\\nFleekamore, in his Album.\\n2 He directed the stone over his grave to be inscribed\\nHie jacet hujus sentential primus author\\nDlSPUTAXDI PRURITUS ECCLESIARUM SCABIES.\\nXomen alias quaere\\n(Here lies the author of this phrase The itch for disputing is the sore of\\nchurches. Seek his name elsewhere).\\nWalton Life of Wotton.\\n3 This song, often attributed to Shakespeare, is now confidently assigned\\nto Barnfield it is found in his collection of Poems in Divers Humours/\\npublished in 1598. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Ellis: Specimens, vol. ii. p. 316.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0203.jp2"}, "200": {"fulltext": "176 DA VIES. PARKER.\\nIf aught do touch the utmost thread of it,\\nShe feels it instantly on every side. 1\\nThe Immortality of the Soul.\\nWedlock, indeed, hath oft compared been\\nTo public feasts, where meet a public rout,\\nWhere they that are without would fain go in,\\nAnd they that are within would fain go out. 2\\nContention betwixt a Wife, etc.\\nMAETYN PAKKEK. 1630.\\nYe gentlemen of England\\nThat live at home at ease,\\nAh little do you think upon\\nThe dangers of the seas. Song.\\nWhen the stormy winds do blow. 3 ibid.\\n1 Our souls sit close and silently within,\\nAnd their own webs from their own entrails spin\\nAnd when eyes meet far off, our sense is such\\nThat, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.\\nDryden Mariage a la Mode, act ii. sc. 1.\\nThe spider s touch how exquisitely fine\\nFeels at each thread, and lives along the line.\\nPope Epistle i. line 217.\\n2 T is just like a summer bird-cage in a garden the birds that are with-\\nout despair to get in, and the birds that are within despair and are in a\\nconsumption for fear they shall never get out. Webster The White\\nDevil, act i. sc. 2.\\nLe mariage est comme une forteresse assieg^e ceux qui sont dehors\\nveulent y entrer, et ceux qui sont dedans veulent en sortir (Marriage is like\\na beleaguered fortress those who are outside want to get in, and those\\ninside want to get out). Quitard Etudes sur les Proverbes Francais,\\np. 102.\\nIt happens as with cages the birds without despair to get in, and those\\nwithin despair of getting out. Montaigne Upon some Verses of Virgil,\\nchap. v.\\nIs not marriage an open question, when it is alleged, from the beginning\\nof the world, that such as are in the institution wish to get out, and such as\\nare out wish to get in Emerson Representative Men Montaigne.\\n3 When the battle rages loud and long,\\nAnd the stormy winds do blow.\\nCampbell Ye Mariners of England.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0204.jp2"}, "201": {"fulltext": "DONNE. JONSON. 177\\nDE. JOHN DOXXE. 1573-1631.\\nHe was the Word, that spake it\\nHe took the bread and brake it\\nAnd what that Word did make it,\\nI do believe and take it. 1\\nDivine Poems. On the Sacrament.\\nWe understood\\nHer by her sight her pure and eloquent blood\\nSpoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought\\nThat one might almost say her body thought.\\nFuneral Elegies. On the Death of Mistress Drury.\\nShe and Comparisons are odious. 2 Elegy 8. The Comparison.\\nWho are a little wise the best fools be. 3 The Triple Fool.\\nBEX JOXSOX. 4 1573-1637.\\nIt was a mighty while ago.\\nEvery Man in his Humour. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nHang sorrow care 11 kill a cat. 5 ibid.\\nAs he brews, so shall he drink. Act U. Sc. l.\\nGet money still get money, boy,\\nXo matter by what means. 6 sc. 3.\\n1 Attributed by many writers to the Princess Elizabeth. It is not in the\\noriginal edition of Donne, but first appears in the edition of 1654. p. 352.\\n2 See Fortescue. page 7.\\n3 See Bacon, page 166.\\n4 rare Ben Jonson Sir John Young Epitaph.\\n5 Hang sorrow care will kill a cat. Wither Poem on Christmas.\\n6 Get place and wealth. if possible, with grace\\nIf not, by any means get wealth and place.\\nPope Horace, book i. epistle i. line 103.\\n12", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0205.jp2"}, "202": {"fulltext": "178 JONSON.\\nHave paid scot and lot there any time this eighteen\\nyears. Every Man in his Humour. Act Hi. Sc. 3.\\nIt must be done like lightning. j_ ct iVt g Ct Vm\\nThere shall be no love^lost. 1\\nEvery Man out of his Humour. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nStill to be neat, still to be drest,\\nAs you were going to a feast. 2\\nEpiccene Or, the Silent Woman. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nGive me a look, give me a face,\\nThat makes simplicity a grace\\nRobes loosely flowing, hair as free,\\nSuch sweet neglect more taketh me\\nThan all the adulteries of art\\nThey strike mine eyes, but not my heart. iud.\\nThat Old bald cheater, Time. The Poetaster. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nThe world knows only two, that s Rome and I.\\nSejanus. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nPreserving the sweetness of proportion and expressing\\nitself beyond expression. The Masque of Hymen.\\nCourses even with the sun\\nDoth her mighty brother run. The Gipsies Metamorphosed.\\nUnderneath this stone cloth lie\\nAs much beauty as could die\\nWhich in life did harbour give\\nTo more virtue than doth live.\\nEpitaph on Elizabeth, Countess of Rutland.\\nWhilst that for which all virtue now is sold,\\nAnd almost every vice, almighty gold. 3\\nEpistle to Elizabeth L. H.\\n1 There is no love lost between us. Cervantes Don Quixote, part ii.\\nchap, xxxiii.\\n2 A translation from Bonnefonius.\\n3 The flattering, mighty, nay, almighty gold. Wolcot To Kien\\nLong, Ode iv.\\nAlmighty dolu. Irving The Creole Village.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0206.jp2"}, "203": {"fulltext": "joxson. 179\\nDrink to me only with thine eyes,\\nAnd I will pledge with mine\\nOr leave a kiss bnt in the cnp,\\nAnd I 11 not look for wine. 1 The Forest. To Celia.\\nSoul of the age,\\nThe applanse, delight, the wonder of onr stage,\\nMy Shakespeare, rise I will not lodge thee by\\nChancer or Spenser, or bid Beanmont lie\\nA little fnrther, to make thee a room. 2\\nTo the Memory of Shakespeare.\\nSmall Latin, and less Greek. /bid.\\nHe was not of an age, bnt for all time. ibid.\\nSweet swan of Avon ibid.\\nMarlowe s mighty line. ibid.\\nFor a good poet s made as well as born. ibid.\\nUnderneath this sable hearse\\nLies the subject of all verse,\\nSidney s sister, Pembroke s mother.\\nDeath, ere thou hast slain another,\\nLearn d and fair and good as she,\\nTime shall throw a dart at thee.\\nEpitaph on the Countess of Pembroke. 3\\n1 Euo\\\\ Se fjiovois irpjirive ro7s u/jL/xacriu. \u00c2\u00a3i 5e ov\\\\\u00e2\u0082\u00aci, rots ^ctA-ecri\\n7rpo T(p\u00e2\u0082\u00acpov(Ta, 7r\\\\r]pov pi\\\\T)fx6.Toov to \u00e2\u0082\u00acK7ra)/J.a, Kcil ovtws S.dov\\n(Drink to me with your eyes alone. And if you will, take the cup\\nto your lips and fill it with kisses, and give it so to me).\\nPhilostratus Letter xxiv.\\n2 Renowned Spenser, lie a thought more nigh\\nTo learned Chaucer, and rare Beaumont lie\\nA little nearer Spenser, to make room\\nFor Shakespeare in your threefold, fourfold tomb.\\nBasse On Shakespeare.\\n3 This epitaph is generally ascribed to Ben Jonson. It appears in the\\neditions of his Works but in a manuscript collection of Browne s poems\\npreserved amongst the Lansdowne MS. No. 777, in the British Museum, it\\nis ascribed to Browne, and awarded to him by Sir F n Brydges in his\\nedition of Browne s poems.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0207.jp2"}, "204": {"fulltext": "180 JOKSON. WEBSTER.\\nLet those that merely talk and never think,\\nThat live in the wild anarchy of drink. 1\\nUnderwoods, An Epistle, answering to One that ashed to\\nbe sealed of the Tribe of Ben.\\nStill may syllables jar with time,\\nStill may reason war with rhyme,\\nEesting ever\\nIbid. Fit of Rhyme against Rhyme.\\nIii small proportion we just beauties see,\\nAnd in short measures life may perfect be.\\nIbid. To the immortal Memory of Sir Lucius Cary\\nand Sir Henry M orison. III.\\n-What gentle ghost, besprent with April dew,\\nHails me so solemnly to yonder yew 2\\nElegy on the Lady Jane Pawlet.\\nJOHN WEBSTER. 1638.\\nI know death hath ten thousand several doors\\nFor men to take their exit. 3 Duchess of Malfi. Act iv. Sc 2.\\nf, T is just like a summer bird-cage in a garden, the\\nbirds that are without despair to get in, and the birds\\nthat are within despair and are in a consumption for fear\\nthey shall never get out. 4 The White Devil. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nCondemn you me for that the duke did love me\\nSo may you blame some fair and crystal river\\nFor that some melancholic, distracted man\\nHath drown d himself in t. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\n1 They never taste who always drink\\nThey always talk who never think.\\nPrior Upon a passage in the Scaligerana.\\n2 What beckoning ghost along the moonlight shade\\nInvites my steps, and points to yonder glade\\nPope To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady.\\n3 Death hath so many doors to let out life. Beaumont and Fletcheu\\nThe Customs of the Country, act ii. sc. 2.\\n4 See Davies, page 176.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0208.jp2"}, "205": {"fulltext": "WEBSTER. DEKKER. 181\\nGlories, like glow-worrns, afar off shine bright,\\nBut look d too near have neither heat nor light. 1\\nThe White Devil. Act iv. Sc. 4.\\nCall for the robin-redbreast and the wren,\\nSince o er shady groves they hover,\\nAnd with leaves and flowers do cover\\nThe friendless bodies of nnbnried men. Act v. Sc. 2.\\nIs not old wine wholesomest, old pippins toothsom-\\nest, old wood burns brightest, old linen wash whitest\\nOld soldiers, sweetheart, are surest, and old lovers are\\nSoundest. 2 Westward Hoe. Act it. Sc. 2.\\nI saw him now going the way of all flesh. ibid.\\nTHOMAS DEKKEE. 1641.\\nA wise man poor\\nIs like a sacred book that s never read,\\nTo himself he lives, and to all else seems dead.\\nThis age thinks better of a gilded fool\\nThan of a threadbare saint in wisdom s school.\\nOld Fortunatus.\\nAnd though mine arm should conquer twenty worlds,\\nThere s a lean fellow beats all conquerors. ibid.\\n1 The mountains, too, at a distance appear airy masses and smooth, but\\nwhen beheld close they are rough. Diogenes Laertius Pyrrho.\\nLove is like a landscape which doth stand\\nSmooth at a distance, rough at hand.\\nRobert Hegge On Love.\\nWe re charm d with distant views of happiness,\\nBut near approaches make the prospect less.\\nYalden Against Enjoyment.\\nAs distant prospects please us, but when near\\nTVe find but desert rocks and fleeting air.\\nGarth The Dispensatory, canto Hi. line 27.\\nT is distance lends enchantment to the view,\\nAnd robes the mountain in its azure hue.\\nCampbell: Pleasures of Hope, part i, line 7.\\n2 See Bacon, page 171.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0209.jp2"}, "206": {"fulltext": "182 DEKKER. HALL.\\nThe best of men\\nThat e er wore earth about him was a sufferer\\nA soft meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit,\\nThe first true gentleman that ever breathed. 1\\nThe Honest Whore. Part i. Act i. Sc. 12.\\nI was ne er so thrummed since I was a gentleman. 2\\nAct iv. Sc. 2.\\nThis principle is old, but true as fate,\\nKings may love treason, but the traitor hate. 3 Sc. 4.\\nWe are ne er like angels till our passion dies.\\nPart ii. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nTurn over a new leaf. 4 Act U. Sc. l.\\nTo add to golden numbers golden numbers.\\nPatient Grissell. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nHonest labour bears a lovely face. ibid.\\nBISHOP HALL. 1574-1656.\\nModeration is the silken string running through the\\npearl chain of all virtues. Christian Moderation. Introduction.\\nDeath borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands\\nin the grave. 5 Epistles. Dec. Hi. Ep. 2.\\nThere is many a rich stone laid up in the bowels of\\nthe earth, many a fair pearl laid up in the bosom of the\\nsea, that never was seen, nor never shall be. 6\\nContemplations. Book iv. The veil of Moses.\\n1 Of the offspring of the gentilman Jafeth come Habraham, Moyses, Aron,\\nand the profettys also the Kyng of the right lyne of Mary, of whom that\\ngentilman Jhesus was borne. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Juliana Berbers Heraldic Blazonry.\\n2 See Shakespeare, page 78.\\n3 Caesar said he loved the treason, but hated the traitor. Plutarch\\nLife of Romulus.\\n4 See Middleton, page 174.\\n5 And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb.\\nOur birth is nothing but our death begun.\\nYoung Night Thoughts, night v. line 718.\\n6 Full many a gem of purest ray serene\\nThe dark, unfathomed caves of ocean bear.\\nGray Elegy, stanza 14.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0210.jp2"}, "207": {"fulltext": "FLETCHER. 183\\nJOHN FLETCHER. 1576-1625.\\nMan is his own star and the sonl that can\\nRender an honest and a perfect man\\nCommands all light, all influence, all fate.\\nNothing to him falls early, or too late.\\nOur acts our angels are, or good or ill, 1\\nOur fatal shadows that walk by us still.\\nUpon an Honest Man s Fortune. 1\\nAll things that are\\nMade for our general uses are at war,\\nEven we among ourselves. jbid.\\nMan is his own star and that soul that can\\nBe honest is the only perfect man. 2 ibid.\\nWeep no more, nor sigh, nor groan,\\nSorrow calls no time that s gone\\nViolets plucked, the sweetest rain\\nMakes not fresh nor grow again. 3\\nThe Queen of Corinth. Act iii. Sc. 2.\\nwoman, perfect woman what distraction\\nWas meant to mankind when thou wast made a devil\\nMonsieur Thomas. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nLet US do Or die. 4 The Island Princess. Act ii. Sc. 4.\\nHit the nail on the head. Low s Cure. Act a. Sc. i.\\n1 Every man hath a good and a bad angel attending on him in particular\\nall his life long. Burton: Anatomy of Melancholy, part i. sect. 2, memb.\\n1, subsect. 2. Burton also quotes Anthony Rusca in this connection, v.\\nxviii.\\n2 An honest man s the noblest work of God. Pope: Essay on Man,\\nepistle iv. line 248. Burns: The Cotter s Saturday Night.\\n3 Weep no more, Lady! weep no more,\\nThy sorrow is in vain\\nFor violets plucked, the sweetest showers\\nWill ne er make grow again.\\nPercy Reliques. The Friar of Orders Gray.\\n4 Let us do or die. Burns Bannockburn. Campbell Gertrude of\\nWyoming, part iii. stanza 37.\\nScott says, This expression is a kind of common property, being the\\nmotto, we believe, of a Scottish family. Review of Gertrude, ScotVs\\nMiscellanies, vol. i. p. 153.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0211.jp2"}, "208": {"fulltext": "184 FLETCHEK.\\nI find the medicine worse than the malady. 1\\nLove s Cure. Act Hi. 8c. 2,\\nHe went away with a flea in s ear. Sc. 3.\\nThere s naught in this life sweet,\\nIf man were wise to see\\nBut only melancholy\\nsweetest Melancholy 2\\nThe Nice Valour. Act Hi. Sc. 3.\\nFountain heads and pathless groves,\\nPlaces which pale passion loves. ibid.\\nDrink to-day and drown all sorrow\\nYou shall perhaps not do t to-morrow.\\nThe Bloody Brother. Act ii. Sc. 2.\\nAnd he that will to bed go sober\\nFalls with the leaf still in October. 3 jud.\\nThree merry boys, and three merry boys,\\nAnd three merry boys are we, 4\\nAs ever did sing in a hempen string\\nUnder the gallows-tree. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nHide, oh, hide those hills of snow\\nWhich thy frozen bosom bears,\\nOn whose tops the pinks that grow\\nAre of those that April wears\\nBut first set my poor heart free,\\nBound in those icy chains by thee. 5 Act v. Sc. 2.\\n1 See Bacon, page 165.\\n2 Naught so sweet as melancholy. Burton Anatomy of Melancholy.\\nAuthoi ^s Abstract.\\n3 The following well-known catch, or glee, is formed on this song\\nHe who goes to bed, and goes to bed sober,\\nFalls as the leaves do, and dies in October;\\nBut he who goes to bed, and goes to bed mellow,\\nLives as he ought to do, and dies an honest fellow.\\n4 Three merry men be we. Peele; Old Wives 9 Tate, 1595. Webster\\n(quoted) Westward Hoe y 1607.\\n5 See Shakespeare, page 49.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0212.jp2"}, "209": {"fulltext": "FLETCHER. BURTON. 185\\nSomething given that way. The Lover s Progress. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nDeeds, not words. 1 Act Hi. Sc. 4.\\nEOBEET BUETOX. 1576-1640.\\nNaught so sweet as melancholy. 2\\nAnatomy of Melancholy 3 The Author s Abstract.\\nI would help others, out of a fellow-feeling. 4\\nDemocritus to the Reader.\\nThey lard their lean books with the fat of others\\nworks. 5 ibid.\\nWe can say nothing but what hath been said. 6 Our\\npoets steal from Homer. Our stoiy-dressers do as\\nmuch he that comes last is commonly best. ibid.\\nI say with Didacus Stella, a dwarf standing on the\\nshoulders of a giant may see farther than a giant him-\\nself. 7 ibid.\\n1 Deeds, not words. Butler Hudibras, part i. canto i. line 867.\\n2 See Fletcher, page 184.\\nThere s not a string attuned to mirth\\nBut has its chord in melancholy.\\nHood Ode to Melancholy.\\n3 Dr. Johnson said Burton s Anatomy of Melancholy was the only\\nbook that ever took him out of bed two hours sooner than he wished to rise.\\nAnd Byron said, If the reader has patience to go through his volumes, he\\nwill be more improved for literary conversation than by the perusal of any\\ntwenty other works with which I am acquainted. Works, vol. i. p. 144.\\n4 A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind. Garrick Prologue on\\nquitting the stage.\\nNon ignara mali, miseris succurrere disco (Being not unacquainted with\\nwoe, I learn to help the unfortunate). Virgil JEneid, lib. i. 630.\\n5 See Shakespeare, page 84.\\n6 Nihil dictum quod non dictum prius (There is nothing said which has\\nnot been said before). Terence Eunuchus, Prol. 10.\\n7 A dwarf on a giant s shoulders sees farther of the two. Herbert\\nJ acuta Prudentum.\\nA dwarf sees farther than the giant when he has the giant s shoulders to\\nmount on. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Coleridge The Friend, sect. i. essay viii.\\nPigmaei gigantum humeris impositi plusquam ipsi gigantes vident (Pig-\\nmies placed on the shoulders of giants see more than the giants themselves).\\nDidacus Stella in Lucan, 10, torn. ii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0213.jp2"}, "210": {"fulltext": "186 BURTON,\\nIt is most true, stylus virum arguit, our style be-\\nwrays US. Anatomy of Melancholy. Democritus to the Reader.\\nI had not time to lick it into form, as a bear doth her\\nyoung ones. 2 j bidt\\nAs that great captain, Ziska, would have a drum made\\nof his skin when he was dead, because he thought the\\nvery noise of it would put his enemies to flight. ibid.\\nLike the watermen that row one way and look an-\\nother. 3 jud.\\nSmile with an intent to do mischief, or cozen him\\nwhom he salutes. 4 ibid.\\nHim that makes shoes go barefoot himself. 5 ibid.\\nEob Peter, and pay Paul. 6 ibid.\\nPenny wise, pound foolish. ibid.\\nWomen wear the breeches. ibid.\\nLike iEsop s fox, when he had lost his tail, would\\nhave all his fellow foxes cut off theirs. 7 ibid.\\nOur wrangling lawyers are so litigious and busy\\nhere on earth, that I think they will plead their clients\\ncauses hereafter, some of them in hell. ibid.\\nHannibal, as he had mighty virtues, so had he many\\nvices he had two distinct persons in him. 8 ibid.\\n1 Le style est l homme meme (The style is the man himself). Buffon:\\nDiscours de Reception (Recueil de V Academie, 1750).\\n2 Arts and sciences are not cast in a mould, but are formed and perfected\\nby degrees, by often handling and polishing, as bears leisurely lick their\\ncubs into form. Montaigne Apology for Raimond Sebond, book ii.\\nchap. xii.\\n3 Like watermen who look astern while they row the boat ahead. Plu-\\ntarch: Whether H was rightfully said, Live concealed.\\nLike rowers, who advance backward. Montaigne Of Profit and\\nHonour, booh Hi. chap. i.\\n4 See Shakespeare, page 132.\\n5 See Heywood, page 15.\\n6 See Heywood, page 14. Rabelais: book i. chap. xi.\\n7 iEsop: Fables, book v. fable v.\\n8 He left a corsair s name to other times,\\nLink d with one virtue and a thousand crimes.\\nByron The Corsair, canto Hi. stanza 24.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0214.jp2"}, "211": {"fulltext": "BURTON. 187\\nCarcasses bleed at the sight of the murderer.\\nAnatomy of Melancholy. Part i. Sect. i, Memb. 2, Subsect. 5.\\nEvery man hath a good and a bad angel attending on\\nhim in particular, all his life long. 1 Sect. 2, Memb. 1, Subsect. 2.\\n[Witches] steal young children out of their cradles,\\nministerio dcemonum, and put deformed in their rooms,\\nwhich we call changelings. Subsect. 3.\\nCan build castles in the air. 2 iud.\\nJoh. Mayor, in the first book of his History of Scot-\\nland/ contends much for the wholesomeness of oaten\\nbread it was objected to him, then living at Paris, that\\nhis countrymen fed on oats and base grain. And\\nyet Wecker out of Galen calls it horse-meat, and fitter\\njuments than men to feed on. 3 Memb. 2, Subsect. 1.\\nCookery is become an art, a noble science cooks are\\ngentlemen. Subsect 2.\\nAs much valour is to be found in feasting as in fight-\\ning, and some of our city captains and carpet knights\\nwill make this good, and prove it. 4 ibid.\\nNo rule is so general, which admits not some exception. 6\\nSubsect. 3.\\nIdleness is an appendix to nobility. Subsect. 6.\\nWhy doth one man s yawning make another yawn\\nMemb. 3, Subsect. 2.\\n1 See Fletcher, page 183.\\n2 Castles in the air, \u00e2\u0080\u0094Montaigne, Sir Philip Sidney, Massinger, Sir\\nThomas Browne, Giles Fletcher, George Herbert, Dean Swift, Broome,\\nFielding, Cibber, Churchill, Shenstone, and Lloyd.\\n3 Oats, a grain which is generally given to horses, but in Scotland\\nsupports the people., Samuel Johnson: Dictionary of the English\\nLanguage.\\n4 Carpet knights are men who are by the prince s grace and favour made\\nknights at home. They are called carpet knights because they receive\\ntheir honours in the court and upon carpets. Markham BooJce of Hon-\\nour (1625).\\nCarpet knights, Du Bartas (ed. 1621), p. 311.\\n5 The exception proves the rule.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0215.jp2"}, "212": {"fulltext": "188 BURTON.\\nA nightingale dies for shame if another bird sings\\nbetter. Anatomy of Melancholy. Part i. Sect. 2, Memb. 3, Subsect. 6.\\nThey do not live but linger. Subsect. 10.\\n[Diseases] crucify the soul of man, attenuate our\\nbodies, dry them, wither them, shrivel them up like old\\napples, make them so many anatomies. 1 i^d.\\n[Desire] is a perpetual rack, or horsemill, according\\nto Austin, still going round as in a ring. Subsect. n.\\n[The rich] are indeed rather possessed by their money\\nthan possessors. Subsect. 12.\\nLike a hog, or dog in the manger, he doth only keep\\nit because it shall do nobody else good, hurting himself\\nand others. j^ m\\nWere it not that they are loath to lay out money on a\\nrope, they would be hanged forthwith, and sometimes\\ndie to save charges. jud.\\nA mere madness, to live like a wretch and die rich.\\nibid.\\nI may not here omit those two main plagues and com-\\nmon dotages of human kind, wine and women, which\\nhave infatuated and besotted myriads of people they go\\ncommonly together. 2 Subsect. 13.\\nAll our geese are swans. Subsect. u.\\nThough they [philosophers] write contemptu glorioe,\\nyet as Hieron observes, they will put their names to\\ntheir books. ibid.\\nThey are proud in humility proud in that they are\\nnot proud. 3 Subsect. 14.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 50.\\n2 Qui vino indulget, quemque alea decoquit, ille\\nIn venerem putret\\n(He who is given to drink, and whom the dice are despoiling, is the one\\nwho rots away in sexual vice). Persius Satwes, satire v.\\n3 His favourite sin\\nIs pride that apes humility.\\nSouthey The Devil s Walk.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0216.jp2"}, "213": {"fulltext": "BURTOX. 189\\nTVe can make majors and officers every year, but not\\nscholars kings can invest knights and barons, as Sigis-\\nmund the emperor confessed. 1\\nAnatomy of Melancholy. Part i. Sect. 2, Memb. 3, Subsect. 15,\\nHinc quam sic calamus scevior ease, patet. The pen\\nworse than the SWOrdL 2 Memb. 4, Subsect. 4.\\nHomer himself must beg if he want means, and as by\\nreport sometimes he did go from door to door and sing\\nballads, with a company of boys about him/ 3 Subsect. 7.\\nSee one promontory (said Socrates of old), one moun-\\ntain, one sea, one river, and see all. 4 ibid.\\nFelix Plater notes of some young physicians, that\\nstudy to cure diseases, catch them themselves, will be\\nsick, and appropriate all symptoms they find related of\\nOthers to their OVm persons. Sect. 3, Memb. 1, Subsect. 2.\\nAristotle said melancholy men of all others are most\\nwitty. Subsect. 3.\\nLike him in JEsop. he whipped his horses withal, and\\nput his shoulder to the wheel. Pari ii. Sect. 2, Memb. 2.\\nFabricus finds certain spots and clouds in the sun.\\nSect. 2, Memb. 3.\\n1 When Abraham Lincoln heard of the death of a private, he said he\\nwas sony it was not a general I could make more of them.\\n2 Tant la plume a eu sous le roi d avantage sur l epee (So far had the pen\\nunder the king the superiority over the sword). Saint Simon Me-\\nmoires, vol. lii. p. 517 (1702), ed. 1850.\\nThe pen is mightier than the sword. Bulwer Lytton Richelieu.\\nact ii. sc. 2.\\n3 Seven wealthy towns contend for Homer dead.\\nThrough which the living Homer begged his bread.\\nAnonymous.\\nGreat Homer s birthplace seven rival cities claim,\\nToo mighty such monopoly of Fame.\\nThomas Seward On Shakespeare s Monument at\\nStratford-upon-Avon.\\nSeven cities warred for Homer being dead\\nWho living had no roofe to shrowd his head.\\nThomas Heywood Hierarchie of the Blessed Angells.\\n4 A blade of grass is always a blade of grass, whether in one country or\\nanother. Johnson Piazzi, 52.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0217.jp2"}, "214": {"fulltext": "190 BURTON.\\nSeneca thinks the gods are well pleased when they see\\ngreat men contending with adversity.\\nAnatomy of Melancholy. Part ii. Sect. 2, Memb. 3.\\nMachiavel says virtue and riches seldom settle on one\\nman. Memb. 2.\\nAlmost in every kingdom the most ancient families\\nhave been at first princes bastards their worthiest cap-\\ntains, best wits, greatest scholars, bravest spirits in all\\nour annals, have been base [born]. ibid.\\nAs he said in Machiavel, omnes eodem patre nati,\\nAdam s sons, conceived all and born in sin, etc. We\\nare by nature all as one, all alike, if you see us naked\\nlet us wear theirs and they our clothes, and what is the\\ndifference ibid.\\nSet a beggar on horseback and he will ride a gallop. 1\\nIbid.\\nChrist himself was poor. And as he was himself,\\nso he informed his apostles and disciples, they were all\\npoor, prophets poor, apostles poor. 2 Memb. 3.\\nWho cannot give good counsel T is cheap, it costs\\nthem nothing. ibid.\\nMany things happen between the cup and the lip. 3\\nIbid.\\nWhat can t be cured must be endured. ibid.\\nEverything, saith Epictetus, hath two handles, the\\none to be held by, the other not.\\nAll places are distant from heaven alike. Memb. 4.\\n1 Set a beggar on horseback, and he 11 outride the Devil. Bohn For-\\neign Proverbs (German).\\n2 See Wotton, page 174.\\n3 There is many a slip twixt the cup and the lip. Hazlitt English\\nProverbs.\\nThough men determine, the gods doo dispose and oft times many\\nthings fall out betweene the cup and the lip. Greene Perimedes the\\nBlacksmith (1588).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0218.jp2"}, "215": {"fulltext": "BURTON. 191\\nThe commonwealth of Venice in their armoury have\\nthis inscription Happy is that city which in time of\\npeace thinks of war/ 3\\nAnatomy of Melancholy. Part ii. Sect. 2. Memb. 6.\\nLet me not live/ 5 saith Aretine s Antonia, if I had\\nnot rather hear thy discourse than see a play.\\nPari Hi. Sect, i, Memb. 1, Subsect. 1.\\nEvery schoolboy hath that famous testament of Grun-\\nnius Corocotta Porcellus at his ringers 7 end. ibid.\\nBirds of a feather will gather together. Subsect. 2.\\nAnd this is that Homer s golden chain, which reacheth\\ndown from heaven to earth, by which every creature is\\nannexed, and depends on his Creator. Memb. 2, Subsect. l.\\nAnd hold one another s noses to the grindstone hard. 1\\nMemb. 3.\\nEvery man for himself, his own ends, the Devil for all. 2\\nIbid.\\n~So cord nor cable can so forcibly draw, or hold so\\nfast, as love can do with a twined thread. 3\\nSect. 2, Memb. 1, Subsect. 2.\\nTo enlarge or illustrate this power and effect of love is\\nto set a candle in the sun. ibid.\\nHe is only fantastical that is not in fashion.\\nMemb. 2, Subsect. 3.\\n1 See Heywood, page 11. 2 See Heywood, page 20.\\n3 Those carious locks so aptly twin d,\\nWhose every hair a soul doth bind.\\nCarkw Think not cause men flattering say.\\nOne hair of a woman can draw more than a hundred pair of oxen.\\nHowell Letters, booh ii. iv. (1621).\\nShe knows her man, and when you rant and swear,\\nCan draw you to her with a single hair.\\nDryden: Persius. satire v. line 246.\\nBeauty draws us with a single hair. Pope: The Rape of the Lock,\\ncanto ii. line 27.\\nAnd from that luckless hour my tyrant fair\\nHas led and turned me by a single hair.\\nBlasd: Anthology, p. 20 (edition 1813).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0219.jp2"}, "216": {"fulltext": "192 BURTON.\\n[Quoting Seneca] Cornelia kept her in talk till her\\nchildren came from school, and these, said she, are\\nmy jewels.\\nAnatomy of Melancholy. Part Hi. Sect. 2, Memb. 2, Subsect. 3.\\nTo these crocodile tears they will add sobs, fiery sighs,\\nand sorrowful countenance. Subsect. 4.\\nMarriage and hanging go by destiny matches are\\nmade in heaven. 1 Subsect. 5.\\nDiogenes struck the father when the son swore. iud.\\nThough it rain daggers with their points downward.\\nMemb. 3.\\nGoing as if he trod upon eggs. [bid.\\nI light my candle from their torches. Memb. 5, Subsect. l.\\nEngland is a paradise for women and hell for horses\\nItaly a paradise for horses, hell for women, as the diverb\\ngoes. Sect. 3, Memb. i, Subsect. 2.\\nThe miller sees not all the water that goes by his mill. 2\\nMemb. 4, Subsect. 1.\\nAs clear and as manifest as the nose in a man s face. 3\\nibid.\\nMake a virtue of necessity. 4 ibid.\\nWhere God hath a temple, the -Devil will have a\\nChapel. 5 Sect. 4, Memb. i, Subsect. 1.\\nIf the world will be gulled, let it be gulled. Subsect. 2.\\n1 See Heywood, page 10. 2 See Heywood, page 18.\\n8 See Shakespeare, page 44. 4 See Chaucer, page 3.\\n5 For where God built a church, there the Devil would also build a\\nchapel. Martin Luther Table Talk, Ixvii.\\nGod never had a church but there, men say,\\nThe Devil a chapel hath raised by some wyles.\\nDrummond Posthumous Poems.\\nNo sooner is a temple built to God but the Devil builds a chapel hard\\nby. Herbert Jacula Prudentum.\\nWherever God erects a house of prayer,\\nThe Devil always builds a chapel there.\\nDefoe The True-born Englishman, part i. line 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0220.jp2"}, "217": {"fulltext": "BURTON. OVERBURY. 193\\nFor ignorance is the mother of devotion, as all the\\nworld knows. 1\\nAnatomy of Melancholy. Part Hi. Sect. 4, Memb. 1, Subsect. 2.\\nThe fear of some divine and supreme powers keeps\\nmen in obedience. 2 ibid.\\nOut of too much learning become mad. jbid.\\nThe Devil himself, which is the author of confusion\\nand lies. Subsect. 3.\\nI socrates adviseth Demonicus, when he came to a\\nstrange city, to worship by all means the gods of the\\nplace. Subsect. 5.\\nWhen they are at Rome, they do there as they see\\ndone. 3 Memb. 2, Subsect. 1.\\nOne religion is as true as another. ibid.\\nThey have cheveril consciences that will stretch.\\nSubsect. 5,\\nSIR THOMAS OVERBURY. 1581-1613.\\nIn part to blame is she,\\nWhich hath without consent bin only tride\\nHe comes to neere that comes to be denide. 4\\nA Wife. St. 36.\\n1 Ignorance is the mother of devotion. Jeremy Taylor: To a Person\\nnewly Converted {1657).\\nYour ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me. Dryden The\\nMaiden Queen, act i. sc, 2.\\n2 The fear o hell s a hangman s whip\\nTo haud the wretch in order.\\nBurns Epistle to a Young Friend.\\n3 Saint Augustine was in the habit of dining upon Saturday as upon\\nSunday but being puzzled with the different practices then prevailing (for\\nthey had begun to fast at Rome on Saturday), consulted Saint Ambrose on\\nthe subject. Now at Milan they did not fast on Saturday, and the answer\\nof the Milan saint was this: M Quando hie sum, non jejuno Sabbato; quando\\nRomas sum, jejuno Sabbato (When I am here, I do not fast on Saturday\\nwhen at Rome, I do fast on Saturday). Epistle xxxvi. to Casidanus.\\n4 In part she is to blame that has been tried\\nHe comes too late that comes to be denied.\\nMary W. Montagu The Lady s Resolve.\\n13", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0221.jp2"}, "218": {"fulltext": "194 MASSINGER. HEY WOOD. SELDEN.\\nPHILIP MASSDSTGER. 1584-1640.\\nSome undone widow sits upon mine arm,\\nAnd takes away the use of it 1 and my sword,\\nGlued to my scabbard with wronged orphans tears,\\nWill not be drawn. a New Way to pay Old Debts. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nDeath hath a thousand doors to let out life. 2\\nA Very Woman. Act v. Sc. 4.\\nThis many-headed monster. 3 The Roman Actor. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nGrim death. 4 Act iv. Sc. 2.\\nTHOMAS HEYWOOD. 1649.\\nThe world s a theatre, the earth a stage\\nWhich God and Nature do with actors fill. 5\\nApology for Actors (1612).\\nI hold he loves me best that calls me Tom.\\nHierarchie of the Blessed Angells.\\nSeven cities warred for Homer being dead,\\nWho living had no roofe to shrowd his head. 6 ibid.\\nHer that ruled the rost in the kitchen. 7\\nHistory of Women (ed. 1624). Page 286.\\nJOHN SELDEN. 1584-1654.\\nEquity is a roguish thing. For Law we have a meas-\\nure, know what to trust to Equity is according to the\\n1 See Middleton, page 172.\\n2 Death hath so many doors to let out life. Beaumont and Fletcher\\nThe Custom of the Country, act ii. sc. 2.\\nThe thousand doors that lead to death. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Browne Religio Medici,\\npart i. sect xliv.\\n3 See Sir Philip Sidney, page 34.\\n4 Grim death, my son and foe. Milton: Paradise Lost, book ii. line 804.\\n5 See Shakespeare, page 69.\\n6 See Burton, page 189. 7 See Hey wood, page 11.", "height": "4613", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0222.jp2"}, "219": {"fulltext": "SELDEX. 195\\nconscience of him that is Chancellor, and as that is larger\\nor narrower, so is Equity. T is all one as if they should\\nmake the standard for the measure we call a foot a\\nChancellor s foot what an uncertain measure would this\\nbe One Chancellor has a long foot, another a short\\nfoot, a third an indifferent foot. T is the same thing in\\nthe Chancellors conscience. Table Talk. Equity.\\nOld friends are best. King James used to call for his\\nold shoes they were easiest for his feet. 1 Friends.\\nHumility is a virtue all preach, none practise and yet\\neverybody is content to hear. Humility.\\nT is not the drinking that is to be blamed, but the\\nexcess.\\nCommonly we say a judgment falls upon a man for\\nsomething in him we cannot abide. Judgments,\\nIgnorance of the law excuses no man; not that all\\nmen know the law, but because J t is an excuse every\\nman will plead, and no man can tell how to refute him.\\nLa 10.\\nNo man is the wiser for his learning. Learning.\\nWit and wisdom are born with a man. j t\\nFew men make themselves masters of the things they\\nwrite or speak. jud.\\nTake a straw and throw it up into the air, you may\\nsee by that which way the wind is. Libels.\\nPhilosophy is nothing but discretion. Philosophy.\\nMarriage is a desperate thing. Marriage.\\nThou little thinkest what a little foolery governs the\\nworld. 2 pope,\\n1 See Bacon, page 171.\\n2 Behold, my son, with how little wisdom the world is governed. Oxen-\\nstiern (1583-165-i).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0223.jp2"}, "220": {"fulltext": "196 SELDEN. DRUMMOND. BEAUMONT.\\nThey that govern the most make the least noise.\\nTable Talk. Power.\\nSyllables govern the world. iud.\\nNever king dropped out of the clouds. iud,\\nNever tell your resolution beforehand. Wisdom.\\nWise men say nothing in dangerous times. md.\\nWILLIAM DRUMMOND. 1585-1649.\\nGod never had a church but there, men say,\\nThe Devil a chapel hath raised by some wyles. 1\\nI doubted of this saw, till on a day\\nI westward spied great Edinburgh s Saint Gyles.\\nPosthumous Poems.\\nFRANCIS BEAUMONT. 1586-1616.\\nWhat things have we seen\\nDone at the Mermaid heard words that have been\\nSo nimble and so full of subtile flame\\nAs if that every one from whence they came\\nHad meant to put his whole wit in a jest,\\nAnd resolved to live a fool the rest\\nOf his dull life. Letter to Ben Jonson.\\nHere are sands, ignoble things,\\nDropt from the ruined sides of kings.\\nOn the Tombs of Westminster Abbey.\\nIt is always good\\nWhen a man has two irons in the fire.\\nThe Faithful Friends. Act i. Sc. 2.\\n1 See Burton, page 192.", "height": "4842", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0224.jp2"}, "221": {"fulltext": "BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER. 197\\nBEAUMOKT AXD FLETCHER.\\n(Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher.)\\nAll your better deeds\\nShall be in water writ, but this in marble. 1\\nPhilaster. Act v. Sc. 3,\\nUpon my burned body lie lightly, gentle earth.\\nThe Maid s Tragedy. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nA soul as white as heaven. Act w. Sc. l.\\nBut they that are above\\nHave ends in everything. 2 Actv.Sc.i.\\nIt shew d discretion, the best part of valour. 3\\nA King and No King. Act iv. Sc. 3.\\nThere is a method in man s wickedness,\\nIt grows up by degrees. 4 Act v. Sc. 4.\\nAs COld as Cucumbers. CnpuPs Revenge. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nCalamity is man s true touchstone. 5\\nFour Plays in One: The Triumph of Honour. Sc. 1.\\nKiss till the COW Comes home. Scornful Lady. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nIt would talk,\\nLord how it talked 6 Act v. Sc. i.\\nBeggars must be no choosers. 7 Sc. 3.\\nXo better than you should be. 8 The Coxcomb. Act iv. Sc. 3.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 100. 2 See Shakespeare, page 145.\\n3 See Shakespeare, page 87.\\n4 Nemo repente fuit turpissimus (No man ever became extremely wicked\\nall at once). Juvenal: ii. 83.\\nAinsi que la vertu, le crime a ses degres (As virtue has its degrees, so\\nhas vice). R a cine Phedre, act iv. sc. 2.\\n5 Ignis auruin probat, miseria fortes viros (Fire is the test of gold adver-\\nsity, of strong men). Seneca De Providentia, v. 9.\\n6 Then he will talk good gods how he will talk Lee Alexander\\nthe Great, act i. sc. 3.\\n7 See Hey wood, page 14.\\n8 She is no better than she should be. Fielding: The Temple Beau,\\nact iv. sc. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0225.jp2"}, "222": {"fulltext": "198 BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER.\\nFrom the crown of the head to the sole of the foot. 1\\nThe Honest Man s Fortune. Act ii. Sc. 2.\\nOne foot in the grave. 2 The Little French Lawyer. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nGo to grass. A ct iv. Sc. 7.\\nThere is no jesting with edge tools. 3\\nThough I say it that should not say it.\\nWit at Several Weapons. Act ii. Sc. 2.\\nI name no parties. 4 sc. 3.\\nWhistle, and she 11 come to you. 5\\nWit Without Money. Act iv. Sc. 4.\\nLet the world slide. 6 Act v. Sc 2.\\nThe fit s upon me now\\nCome quickly, gentle lady\\nThe fit s upon me now. sc. 4.\\nHe comes not in my books. 7 The Widow. Act i. Sc 1.\\nDeath hath so many doors to let out life. 8\\nThe Customs of the Country. Act ii. Sc 2.\\nOf all the paths [that] lead to a woman s love\\nPity s the straightest. 9 The Knight of Malta. Act i\\\\ Sc. 1.\\nNothing can cover his high fame but heaven\\nNo pyramids set off his memories,\\nBut the eternal substance of his greatness,\\nTo which I leave him. The False One. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 51.\\n2 An old doting fool, with one foot already in the grave. Plutarch\\nOn the Training of Children.\\n3 It is no jesting with edge tools. The True Tragedy of Richard 111.\\n(1594.)\\n4 The use of party in the sense of person occurs in the Book of\\nCommon Prayer, More s kl Utopia, Shakespeare, Ben Jonson, Fuller, and\\nother old English writers.\\n6 Whistle, and I 11 come to ye. Burns Whistle, etc.\\n6 See Shakespeare, page 72. 7 See Shakespeare, page 50.\\n8 See Webster, page 180.\\n9 Pity s akin to love. Southerne Oroonoka, act ii. sc. 1.\\nPity swells the tide of love. Young Night Thoughts, night Hi.\\nline 107.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0226.jp2"}, "223": {"fulltext": "BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER. WITHER. 199\\nThou wilt scarce be a man before thy mother. 1\\nLove s Cure. Act ii. Sc. 2.\\nWhat s one man s poison, signor,\\nIs another s meat or drink. 2 Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nPrimrose, first-born child of Ver,\\nMerry springtime s harbinger.\\nThe Two Noble. Kinsmen. Act i. Sc. 1.\\ngreat corrector of enormous times,\\nShaker of o er-rank states, thou grand decider\\nOf dusty and old titles, that healest with blood\\nThe earth when it is sick, and curest the world\\n0 the pleurisy of people Act v. Sc. 1.\\nGEOKGE WITHER. 1588-1667.\\nShall I, wasting in despair,\\nDie because a woman s fair\\nOr make pale my cheeks with care,\\nCause another s rosy are\\nBe she fairer than the day.\\nOr the flowery meads in May,\\nIf she be not so to me,\\nWhat care I how fair she be 3\\nThe Shepherd s Resolution.\\nJack shall pipe and Gill shall dance.\\nPoem on Christmas.\\nHang sorrow care will kill a cat, 4\\nAnd therefore let s be merry. jud.\\n1 But strive still to be a man before your mother. Cowper Connois-\\nseur. Motto of No. Hi.\\n2 Quod ali cibus est aliis fuat acre venerium (What is food to one may be\\nfierce poison to others). Lucretius iv. 637.\\n3 See Raleigh, page 26.\\n4 See Jonson, page 177.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0227.jp2"}, "224": {"fulltext": "200 WITHER. HOBBES. CAREW.\\nThough I am young, I scorn to flit\\nOn the wings of borrowed wit.\\nThe Shepherd s Hunting.\\nAnd I oft have heard defended,\\nLittle said is soonest mended. y^\\nAnd he that gives us in these days\\nNew Lords may give us new laws.\\nContented Man s Mortice.\\nTHOMAS HOBBES. 1588-1679.\\nFor words are wise men s counters, they do but\\nreckon by them but they are the money of fools.\\nThe Leviathan. Part i. Chap. iv.\\nNo arts, no letters, no society, and which is worst of\\nall, continual fear and danger of violent death, and the\\nlife of man solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.\\nChap, xviii.\\nTHOMAS CAEEW. 1589-1639.\\nHe that loves a rosy cheek,\\nOr a coral lip admires,\\nOr from star-like eyes doth seek\\nFuel to maintain his fires,\\nAs old Time makes these decay,\\nSo his flames must waste away.\\nDisdain Returned.\\nThen fly betimes, for only they\\nConquer Love that run away.\\nConquest by Flight.\\nAn untimely grave. 1 On the Duke of Buckingham.\\nThe magic of a face. Epitaph on the Lady S\\n1 An untimely grave. Tate and Brady: Psalm vii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0228.jp2"}, "225": {"fulltext": "BROWNE. HERRICK. 201\\nWILLIAM BKOWNE. 1590-1645.\\nWhose life is a bubble, and in length a span. 1\\nBritannia s Pastorals. Boole i. Song 2.\\nDid therewith bury in oblivion. Book U. Song 2.\\nWell-languaged Daniel. ibid.\\nBOBERT HERRICK. 1591-1674.\\nCherry ripe, ripe, ripe, I cry,\\nFull and fair ones, come and buy\\nIf so be you ask me where\\nThey do grow, I answer, there,\\nWhere my Julia s lips do smile,\\nThere s the land, or cherry-isle. Cherry Ripe.\\nSome asked me where the rubies grew,\\nAnd nothing I did say\\nBut with my finger pointed to\\nThe lips of Julia.\\nThe Rock of Rubies, and the Quarrie of Pearls.\\nSome asked how pearls did grow, and where\\nThen spoke I to my girl\\nTo part her lips, and showed them there\\nThe quarelets of pearl. ibid.\\nA sweet disorder in the dress\\nKindles in clothes a wantonness.\\nDelight in Disorder.\\nA winning wave, deserving note,\\nIn the tempestuous petticoat\\nA careless shoe-string, in whose tie\\nI see a wild civility,\\nDo more bewitch me than when art\\nIs too precise in every part. ma.\\n1 See Bacon, page 170.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0229.jp2"}, "226": {"fulltext": "202 HERRICK.\\nYou say to me-wards your affection s strong\\nPray love me little, so you love me long. 1\\nLove me Little, Love me Long.\\nGather ye rosebuds while ye may,\\nOld Time is still a-flying,\\nAnd this same flower that smiles to-day\\nTo-morrow will be dying. 2\\nTo the Virgins to make much of Time,\\nFall on me like a silent dew,\\nOr like those maiden showers\\nWhich, by the peep of day, do strew\\nA baptism o er the flowers.\\nTo Music, to becalm his Fever.\\nFair daffadills, we weep to see\\nYou haste away so soon\\nAs yet the early rising sun\\nHas not attained his noon. To Daffadills.\\nThus woe succeeds a woe, as wave a wave. 3\\nSorrows Succeed.\\nHer pretty feet, like snails, did creep\\nA little out, and then, 4\\nAs if they played at bo-peep,\\nDid soon draw in again.\\nTo Mistress Susanna Southwell.\\nHer eyes the glow-worm lend thee,\\nThe shooting-stars attend thee\\nAnd the elves also,\\nWhose little eyes glow\\nLike the sparks of fire, befriend thee.\\nThe Night Piece to Julia.\\n1 See Marlowe,, page 41.\\n2 Let us crown ourselves with rose-buds, before they be withered.\\nWisdom of Solomon, ii. 8.\\nGather the rose of love whilest yet is time. Spenser The Faerie\\nQueene, book ii. canto xii. stanza 75.\\n3 See Shakespeare, page 143.\\n4 Her feet beneath her petticoat\\nLike little mice stole in and out.\\nSuckling: Ballad upon a Wed^", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0230.jp2"}, "227": {"fulltext": "HERRICK. QUARLES. 203\\nI saw a flie within a beacle\\nOf amber cleanly buried. 1 The Amber Bead.\\nThus times do shift, each thing his turn does hold\\nNew things succeed, as former things grow old.\\nCeremonies for Candlemas Eve.\\nOut-did the meat, out-did the frolick wine.\\nOde for Btn Jonson.\\nAttempt the end. and never stand to doubt\\nNothing s so hard but search will find it out. 2\\nSeek and Find.\\nBut ne er the rose without the thorn. 3 The Ruse.\\nFEAXCIS QUARLES. 1592-1644.\\nDeath aims with fouler spite\\nAt fairer marks. 4 Divine Poems (ed. 1669).\\nSweet Phosphor, bring the day\\nWhose conquering ray\\nMay chase these fogs\\nSweet Phosphor, bring the day\\nSweet Phosphor, bring the day\\nLight will repay\\nThe wrongs of night\\nSweet Phosphor, bring the day\\nEmblems. Book i. Emblem 14.\\nBe wisely worldly, be not worldly wise. Bool ii. Emblem 2.\\n1 See Bacon, page 168.\\n2 Nil tam difficilest quin qua?rendo investigari possiet (Nothing is so\\ndifficult but that it may be found out by seeking). Terence Eeauton-\\ntimoroumenos, iv. 2. 8.\\n3 Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose. Milton: Paradise\\nLost, book iv. line 256.\\n4 Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow. Young Night Thoughts,\\nnight v. line 1011.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0231.jp2"}, "228": {"fulltext": "204\\nQUAJILES. HERBERT.\\nThis house is to be let for life or years\\nHer rent is sorrow, and her income tears.\\nCupid, t has long stood void her bills make known,\\nShe must be dearly let, or let alone.\\nEmblems. Book ii. Emblem 10, Ep. 10.\\nThe slender debt to Nature s quickly paid, 1\\nDischarged, perchance, with greater ease than made.\\nBooh ii. Emblem 13.\\nThe next way home s the farthest way about. 2\\nBook in. Emblem 2, Ep. 2.\\nIt is the lot of man but once to die. Book v. Emblem 7.\\nGEORGE HERBERT. 1593-1632.\\nTo write a verse or two is all the praise\\nThat I can raise. Praise.\\nSweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,\\nThe bridal of the earth and sky. Virtue.\\nSweet spring, full of sweet days and roses,\\nA box where sweets compacted lie. ibid.\\nOnly a sweet and virtuous soul,\\nLike seasoned timber, never gives. ibid.\\nLike summer friends,\\nFlies of estate and sunneshine. The Answer.\\nA servant with this clause\\nMakes drudgery divine\\nWho sweeps a room as for Thy laws\\nMakes that and th action fine. The Elixir,\\nA verse may find him who a sermon flies,\\nAnd turn delight into a sacrifice. The Church Porch.\\n1 To die is a debt we must all of us discharge. Euripides Alcestis,\\nline 418.\\n2 The longest way round is the shortest way home. Bohn Foreign\\nProverbs (Italian).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0232.jp2"}, "229": {"fulltext": "HERBERT. 205\\nDare to be true nothing can need a lie\\nA fault which needs it most, grows two thereby. 1\\nThe Church Porch.\\nChase brave employment with a naked sword\\nThroughout the world. ibid.\\nSundays observe think when the bells do chime,\\nT is angels music. ibid.\\nThe worst speak something good; if all want sense,\\nGod takes a text, and preacheth Pa-ti-ence. ibid.\\nBibles laid open, millions of surprises. Sin.\\nEeligion stands on tiptoe in our land,\\nEeady to pass to the American strand.\\nThe Church Militant.\\n]\\\\lan is one world, and hath\\nAnother to attend him. Man.\\nIf goodness lead him not. yet weariness\\nMay toss him to my breast. The Pulley.\\nThe fineness which a hymn or psalm affords\\nIf when the soul unto the lines accords. a True Hymn.\\nAYouldst thou both eat thy cake and have it 2 The Size.\\nDo well and right, and let the world sink. 3\\nCountry Parson. Chap. xxix.\\nHis bark is worse than his bite. Jacula Prvdentum.\\nAfter death the doctor. 4 ibid.\\nHell is full of good meanings and wishings. 5 ibid.\\n1 And he that does one fault at first,\\nAnd lies to hide it, makes it two.\\nWatts Song xv.\\n2 See Hey wood, page 20. Bickerstaff Thomas and Sally.\\n3 Ruat caelum, fiat voluntas tua (Though the sky fall, let Thy will be\\ndone). Sir T. Browne Relirjio Medici, part ii. sect. xi.\\n4 After the war, aid. Greek proverb.\\nAfter me the deluge. Madame de Pompadour.\\n6 Hell is pave d with good intentions. Dr. Johnson (BoswelPs Life of\\nJohnson, Annus 1775).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0233.jp2"}, "230": {"fulltext": "206 HERBERT. WALTON.\\n]STo sooner is a temple built to God, but the Devil\\nbuilds a chapel hard by. 1 Jacula Prudentum.\\nGod s mill grinds slow, but sure. 2 /bid.\\nThe offender never pardons. 3 ma.\\nIt is a poor sport that is not worth the candle. ibid.\\nTo a close-shorn sheep God gives wind by measure. 4\\nibid.\\nThe lion is not so fierce as they paint him. 5 ibid.\\nHelp thyself, and God will help thee. 6 ibid.\\nWords are women, deeds are men. 7 md.\\nThe mouse that hath but one hole is quickly taken. 8\\nIbid.\\nA dwarf on a giant s shoulders sees farther of the two. 9\\nIbid.\\nIZAAK WALTON. 1593-1683.\\nOf which, if thou be a severe, sour-complexioned man,\\nthen I here disallow thee to be a competent judge.\\nThe Complete Angler. Author s Preface.\\nAngling may be said to be so like the mathematics\\nthat it can never be fully learnt. ibid.\\nAs no man is born an artist, so no man is born an\\nangler. ibid.\\n1 See Burton, page 192.\\n2 Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small.\\nF. Von Logau (1614-1655): Retribution (translation).\\n3 They ne er pardon who have done the wrong. Dryden The Con-\\nquest of Grenada.\\n4 God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb. Sterne Sentimental\\nJourney.\\n5 The lion is not so fierce as painted. Fuller Expecting Preferment.\\n6 God helps those who help themselves. Sidney; Discourses on Goc-\\nernment, sect, xxiii. Franklin Poor Richard s Almanac.\\n7 Words are men s daughters, but God s sons are things. Dr. Madden:\\nBoulter s Monument (supposed to have been inserted by Dr. Johnson, 1745).\\n8 See Chaucer, page 4. 9 See Burton, page 185.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0234.jp2"}, "231": {"fulltext": "WALTON. 207\\nI shall stay him no longer than to wish him a rainy\\nevening to read this following discourse and that if he\\nbe an honest angler, the east wind may never blow when\\nhe goes a fishing. The Complete Angler. Author s Preface.\\nAs the Italians say, Good company in a journey makes\\nthe way to seem the shorter. p art q^ 2\\nI am, sir, a Brother of the Angle. j^.\\nIt [angling] deserves commendations; it is an\\nart worthy the knowledge and practice of a wise man.\\nIbid.\\nAngling is somewhat like poetry, men are to be\\nborn so. lbidt\\nDoubt not but angling will prove to be so pleasant\\nthat it will prove to be, like virtue, a reward to itself. 1\\nibid.\\nSir Henry Wotton was a most dear lover and a fre-\\nquent practiser of the Art of Angling; of which he\\nwould say, T was an employment for his idle time,\\nwhich was then not idly spent, a rest to his mind, a\\ncheerer of his spirits, a diverter of sadness, a calmer of\\nunquiet thoughts, a moderator of passions, a procurer of\\ncontentedness and that it begat habits of peace and\\npatience in those that professed and practised it. jbid.\\nYou will find angling to be like the virtue of humility,\\nwhich has a calmness of spirit and a world of other\\nblessings attending upon it. ibid.\\nI remember that a wise friend of mine did usually\\nsay, That which is everybody s business is nobody s\\nbusiness. chap. U.\\n1 Virtue is her own reward. Drydex Tyrannic Love, act Hi. sc. 1.\\nVirtue is to herself the best reward. Henry More Cupid s Conflict.\\nVirtue is its own reward. Prior: Imitations of Horace, book Hi.\\node 2. Gay Epistle to Methuen. Home Douglas, act Hi. sc. 1.\\nVirtue was sufficient of herself for happiness. Diogenes Laertius\\nPlato, xlii.\\nIpsa quidem virtus sibimet pulcherrima merces (Virtue herse T f is her\\nown fairest reward).- Silius Italicus (25 ?-99) Punica, lib. xiii. line 663.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0235.jp2"}, "232": {"fulltext": "208 WALTON.\\nGood company and good discourse are the very sinews\\nof virtue. The Complete Angler. Parti. Chap. ii.\\nAn excellent angler, and now with God. chap, iv.\\nOld-fashioned poetry, but choicely good. ibid.\\nNo man can lose what he never had. chap. v.\\nWe may say of angling as Dr. Boteler x said of straw-\\nberries Doubtless God could have made a better\\nberry, but doubtless God never did and so, if I might\\nbe judge, God never did make a more calm, quiet, inno-\\ncent recreation than angling. ibid.\\nThus use your frog put your hook I mean the\\narming wire through his mouth and out at his gills,\\nand then with a fine needle and silk sew the upper part\\nof his leg with only one stitch to the arming wire of\\nyour hook, or tie the frog s leg above the upper joint to\\nthe armed wire and in so doing use him as though you\\nloved him. chap. 8.\\nThis dish of meat is too good for any but anglers, or\\nvery honest men. ibid.\\nHealth is the second blessing that we mortals are\\ncapable of, a blessing that money cannot buy. Chap. 21.\\nAnd upon all that are lovers of virtue, and dare trust\\nin his Providence, and be quiet and go a-angling. [bid.\\nBut God, who is able to prevail, wrestled with him\\nmarked him for his own. 2 ij/ e of Donne.\\nThe great secretary of Nature, Sir Francis Bacon. 3\\nLife of Herbert.\\n1 William Butler, styled by Dr. Fuller in his Worthies (Suffolk) the\\niEsculapius of our age. He died in 1621. This first appeared in the\\nsecond edition of The Angler, 1655. Roger Williams, in his Key into\\nthe Language of America, 1643, p. 98, says One of the chiefest doctors\\nof England was wont to say, that God could have made, but God never did\\nmake, a better berry.\\n2 Melancholy marked him for his own. Gray The Epitaph.\\n3 Plato, Aristotle, and Socrates are secretaries of Nature. Howell\\nLetters, book ii. letter xi.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0236.jp2"}, "233": {"fulltext": "WALTON. SHIRLEY. BUTLER. 209\\nOh, the gallant fisher s life\\nIt is the best of any\\nT is full of pleasure, void of strife,\\nAnd t is beloved by many.\\nThe Angler. (John Chalkhill.) 1\\nJAMES SHIELEY. 1596-1666.\\nThe glories of our blood and state\\nAre shadows, not substantial things\\nThere is no armour against fate\\nDeath lays his icy hands on kings.\\nContention of Aj ax and Ulysses. Sc. 3.\\nOnly the actions of the just 2\\nSmell sweet and blossom in the dust. 3 ibid.\\nDeath calls ye to the crowd of common men.\\nCupid and Death.\\nSAMUEL BUTLER. 1600-1680.\\nAnd pulpit, drum ecclesiastick,\\nWas beat with fist instead of a stick.\\nEudibras. Part i. Canto i. Line 11.\\nWe grant, although he had much wit,\\nHe was very shy of using it. Line 45.\\n1 In 1683, the year in which he died, Walton prefixed a preface to a work\\nedited by him Thealma and Clearchus, a Pastoral History, in smooth\\nand easy verse written long since by John Chalkhill Esq., an acquaintant\\nand friend of Edmund Spenser.\\nChalkhill, a name unappropriated, a verbal phantom, a shadow of a\\nshade. Chalkhill is no other than our old piscatory friend incoginto.\\nZouch Life of Walton.\\n2 The sweet remembrance of the just\\nShall flourish when he sleeps in dust.\\nTate and Brady Psalm cxxii. 6.\\n3 Their dust in Works edited by Dyce.\\n14", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0237.jp2"}, "234": {"fulltext": "210 BUTLER.\\nBeside, t is known he could speak Greek\\nAs naturally as pigs squeak\\nThat Latin was no more difficile\\nThan to a blackbird t is to whistle.\\nHudibras. Part i. Canto i. Line 51.\\nHe could distinguish and divide\\nA hair twixt south and southwest side. ine 7\\nFor rhetoric, he could not ope\\nHis mouth, but out there flew a trope. Une 8i\\nFor all a rhetorician s rules\\nTeach nothing but to name his tools. jj ne $9.\\nA Babylonish dialect\\nWhich learned pedants much affect. Line 93.\\nFor he by geometric scale\\nCould take the size of pots of ale. Line 121.\\nAnd wisely tell what hour o the day\\nThe clock does strike, by algebra. Line 125.\\nWhatever sceptic could inquire for,\\nFor every why he had a wherefore. 2 Line 131.\\nWhere entity and quiddity,\\nThe ghosts of defunct bodies, fly. Line 145.\\nHe knew what s what, 3 and that s as high\\nAs metaphysic wit can fly. Line 149.\\nSuch as take lodgings in a head\\nThat s to be let unfurnished. 4 Line wi.\\nT was Presbyterian true blue. Line 291.\\nAnd prove their doctrine orthodox,\\nBy apostolic blows and knocks. Line 199.\\n1 He Greek and Latin speaks with greater ease\\nThan hogs eat acorns, and tame pigeons peas.\\nCranfield Panegyric on Tom Coriate.\\n2 See Shakespeare, page 50.\\n3 See Skelton, page 8.\\n4 See Bacon, page 170.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0238.jp2"}, "235": {"fulltext": "BUTLER. 211\\nAs if religion was intended\\nFor nothing else but to be mended.\\nHudibras. Part i. Canto i. Line 205.\\nCompound for sins they are inclined to.\\nBy damning those they have no mind to. Line 215.\\nThe trenchant blade, Toledo trusty.\\nFor want of fighting was grown rusty,\\nAnd ate into itself, for lack\\nOf somebody to hew and hack.\\nFor rhyme the rudder is of verses,\\nWith which, like ships, they steer their courses.\\nHe ne er considered it, as loth\\nTo look a gift-horse in the mouth. 1\\nAnd force them, though it was in spite\\nOf Nature and their stars, to write.\\nQuoth Hudibras, I smell a rat 2\\nRalpho. thou dost prevaricate.\\nOr shear swine, all cry and no wool. 3\\nAnd bid the devil take the hin most. 4\\nWith many a stiff thwack, many a bang,\\nHard crab-tree and old iron rang.\\nLike feather bed betwixt a wall\\nAnd heavy brunt of cannon ball.\\nAy me what perils do environ\\nThe man that meddles with cold iron 5 Cante Hi. Line 1.\\nWho thought he *d won\\nThe field as certain as a gun. 6 zj U\u00e2\u0082\u00ac u.\\n1 See Heywood page 11. 2 See Middleton, page 172.\\n3 See Fortescue, page 7.\\n4 Bid the Devil take the slowest. Prior On the Taking of Namur.\\nDeil tak the hindmost. Burns To a Haggis.\\n5 See Spenser, page 27.\\n6 Sure as a gun. Dryde The Spo.nish Friar, act Hi. sc. 2. Cer-\\nvantes Don Quixote, part i. booh Hi. chap. vii.\\nLine 359.\\narses.\\nLint 463.\\nLine 490.\\nLine 647.\\nLine 821.\\nLine 852.\\nCanto ii\\n.Line 633.\\nLine 831.\\nLine 872.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0239.jp2"}, "236": {"fulltext": "212\\nBUTLER.\\nNor do I know what is become\\nOf him, more than the Pope of Rome.\\nHudibras. Part i. Canto Hi. Line 263.\\nI 11 make the fur\\nFly bout the ears of the old cur. jj ne 277.\\nHe had got a hurt\\n0 the inside, of a deadlier sort. une 309.\\nThese reasons made his mouth to water. Line 379.\\nWhile the honour thou hast got\\nIs spick and span new. 1 Line 398.\\nWith mortal crisis doth portend\\nMy days to appropinque an end. Line 589.\\nFor those that run away and fly,\\nTake place at least o the enemy. Line 609.\\nI am not now in fortune s power\\nHe that is down can fall no lower. 2 Line 877.\\nCheer d up himself with ends of verse\\nAnd sayings of philosophers. Line 1011.\\nIf he that in the field is slain\\nBe in the bed of honour lain,\\nHe that is beaten may be said\\nTo lie in honour s truckle-bed. Line 1047.\\nWhen pious frauds and holy shifts\\nAre dispensations and gifts. Line 1145.\\nFriend Ralph, thou hast\\nOutrun the constable 3 at last. Line 1367.\\nSome force whole regions, in despite\\n0 geography, to change their site\\nMake former times shake hands with latter,\\nAnd that which .was before come after.\\n1 See Middleton, page 172.\\n2 He that is down needs fear no fall. Bunyan Pilgrim s Progress,\\npart ii.\\n3 Outrun the constable. Ray Proverbs, 1670.", "height": "4689", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0240.jp2"}, "237": {"fulltext": "BUTLER. 213\\nBut those that write in rhyme still make\\nThe one verse for the other s sake\\nFor one for sense, and one for rhyme,\\nI think s sufficient at one time.\\nEudibras. Part ii. Canto i. Line 23.\\nSome have been beaten till they know\\nWhat wood a cudgel s of by th blow\\nSome kick d until they can feel whether\\nA shoe be Spanish or neat s leather. \u00c2\u00a3i ne 221.\\nNo Indian prince has to his palace\\nMore followers than a thief to the gallows. Line 273.\\nQuoth she, I ve heard old cunning stagers\\nSay fools for arguments use wagers. Line 297.\\nLove in your hearts as idly burns\\nAs fire in antique Soman urns. 1 Line 309.\\nFor what is worth in anything\\nBut so much money as t will bring Line 465.\\nLove is a boy by poets styl d\\nThen spare the rod and spoil the child. 2 Line 843.\\nThe sun had long since in the lap\\nOf Thetis taken out his nap,\\nAnd, like a lobster boil d, the morn\\nFrom black to red began to turn. Canto a. Line 29.\\nHave always been at daggers-drawing,\\nAnd one another clapper-clawing. Line 79.\\nFor truth is precious and divine,\\nToo rich a pearl for carnal swine. Line 257.\\nWhy should not conscience have vacation\\nAs well as other courts o th nation Line 317.\\n1 Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,\\nLike hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.\\nCowper Conversation, line 357.\\n2 See Skelton, page 8.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0241.jp2"}, "238": {"fulltext": "214 BUTLER.\\nHe that imposes an oath makes it,\\nISTot lie that for convenience takes it\\nThen how can any man be said\\nTo break an oath he never made\\nHudibras. Part ii. Canto ii. Line 377.\\nAs the ancients\\nSay wisely, have a care o th main chance, 1\\nAnd look before you ere you leap 2\\nFor as you sow, ye are like to reap. 3 jj ne 502t\\nDoubtless the pleasure is as great\\nOf being cheated as to cheat. 4 Canto Hi. Line i.\\nHe made an instrument to know\\nIf the moon shine at full or no. Line 261.\\nEach window like a pill ry appears,\\nWith heads thrust thro nail d by the ears. Line 391.\\nTo swallow gudgeons ere they re catch d,\\nAnd count their chickens ere they re hatch d. Line 923.\\nThere s but the twinkling of a star\\nBetween a man of peace and war. Line 957.\\nBut Hudibras gave him a twitch\\nAs quick as lightning in the breech,\\nJust in the place where honour s lodg d,\\nAs wise philosophers have judg d\\nBecause a kick in that part more\\nHurts honour than deep wounds before. Line io65.\\nAs men of inward light are wont\\nTo turn their Optics in upon t. Part Hi. Canto i. Line 481.\\ni See Lyly, page 33.\\n2 See Hey wood, page 9.\\n3 Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. Galntians Ft.\\n4 This couplet is enlarged on by Swift in his Tale of a Tub, where he\\nsays that the happiness of life consists in being well deceived.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0242.jp2"}, "239": {"fulltext": "BUTLER. 215\\nStill amorous and fond and billing,\\nLike Philip and Mary on a shilling.\\nHudibras. Part Hi. Canto i. Line 687.\\nWhat makes all doctrines plain and clear\\nAbout two hundred pounds a year.\\nAnd that which was prov d true before\\nProve false again Two hundred more. Line 1277.\\nCause grace and virtue are within\\nProhibited degrees of kin\\nAnd therefore no true saint allows\\nThey shall be suffered to espouse. Line 1293.\\nNick Machiavel had ne er a trick,\\nThough he gave his name to our Old Nick. Line 1313.\\nWith crosses, relics, crucifixes,\\nBeads, pictures, rosaries, and pixes,\\nThe tools of working our salvation\\nBy mere mechanic operation. Line 1495.\\nTrue as the dial to the sun, 1\\nAlthough it be not shin d upon. Canto U. Line 175.\\nBut still his tongue ran on, the less\\nOf weight it bore, with greater ease. Line 443.\\nFor those that fly may fight again,\\nWhich he can never do that s slain. 2 Canto Hi. Line 243.\\nHe that complies against his will\\nIs of his own opinion still. Line 547.\\nWith books and money plac d for show\\nLike nest-eggs to make clients lay,\\nAnd for his false opinion pay. Line 624.\\n1 True as the needle to the pole,\\nOr as the dial to the sun.\\nBarton Booth Song.\\n2 Let who will boast their courage in the field,\\nI find but little safety from ray shield.\\nNature s, not honour s, law we must obey\\nThis made me cast my useless shield away,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0243.jp2"}, "240": {"fulltext": "216 BUTLER.\\nAnd poets by their sufferings grow, 1\\nAs if there were no more to do,\\nTo make a poet excellent,\\nBut only want and discontent. Fragments.\\nAnd by a prudent flight and cunning save\\nA life, which valour could not, from the grave.\\nA better buckler I can soon regain\\nBut who can get another life again V\\nArchilochus Fragm. 6. (Quoted by Plu-\\ntarch, Customs of the Lacedcemonians.)\\nSed omissis quidem divinis exhortationibus ilium magis Grsecum versi-\\nculum secularis sentential sibi adhibent, Qui fugiebat, rursus prceliabitur\\nut et rursus forsitan fugiat (But overlooking the divine exhortations, they\\nact rather upon that Greek verse of worldly significance, He who flees\\nwill fight again, and that perhaps to betake himself again to flight). Ter-\\ntullian De Fuga in Persecutione, c. 10.\\nThe corresponding Greek, Av^p 6 (ptvycav kcl\\\\ irdkiv fiaxfoerai, is as-\\ncribed to Menander. See Fragments (appended to Aristophanes in Didot s\\nBib. Grceca,), p. 91.\\nThat same man that runnith awaie\\nMaie again fight an other daie.\\nEkasmus: Apothegms, 1542 (translated by Udall).\\nCeluy qui fuit de bonne heure\\nPeut combattre derechef\\n(He who flies at the right time can fight again).\\nSatyre Menippee (1594).\\nQui fuit peut revenir aussi\\nQui meurt, il n en est pas ainsi\\n(He who flies can also return but it is not so with him who dies).\\nScarron (1610-1660).\\nHe that fights and runs away\\nMay turn and fight another day\\nBut he that is in battle slain\\nWill never rise to fight again.\\nRay History of the Rebellion (1752), p. 48.\\nFor he who fights and runs away\\nMay live to fight another day\\nBut he who is in battle slain\\nCan never rise and fight again.\\nGoldsmith The Art of Poetry on a New Plan\\n(1761), vol. ii. p. 147.\\n1 Most wretched men\\nAre cradled into poetry by wrong\\nThey learn in suffering what they teach in song.\\nShelley Julian and Maddalo.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0244.jp2"}, "241": {"fulltext": "DAVENAXT. BROWNE. 217\\nSIR WILLIAM DAVENAXT. 1605-1668.\\nThe assembled souls of all that men held wise.\\nGondibert. Book ii. Canto v. Stanza 37.\\nSince knowledge is but sorrow s spy,\\nIt is not Safe to know. 1 The Jud Italian. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nFor angling-rod he took a sturdy oake 2\\nFor line, a cable that in storm ne er broke\\nHis hooke was such as heads the end of pole\\nTo pluck down house ere fire consumes it whole\\nThe hook was baited with a dragon s tale,\\nAnd then on rock he stood to bob for whale.\\nBritannia Triumph. ans. Page 15, 1637.\\nSIE THOMAS BEOWXE. 1605-1682.\\nToo rashly charged the troops of error, and remain as\\ntrophies unto the enemies of truth.\\nReligio Medici. Part i. Sect, vi.\\nRich with the spoils of Xature. 3 Sect. xiii.\\n1 From ignorance our comfort flows. Prior: To the Hon. Charles\\nMontague.\\nWhere ignorance is bliss,\\nT is folly to be wise.\\nGray Eton College, Stanza 10.\\n2 For angling rod he took a sturdy oak\\nFor line, a cable that in storm ne er broke\\nHis hook was baited with a dragon s tail,\\nAnd then on rock he stood to bob for whale.\\nFrom The Mock Romance, a rhapsody attached to The\\nLoves of Bero and Leander, published in London in\\nthe years 1653 and 1677. Chambers s Book of Bays,\\nvol. i. p. 173. Daniel Rural Sports, Supplement,\\np. 57.\\nHis angle-rod made of a sturdy oak\\nHis line, a cable which in storms ne er broke\\nHis hook he baited with a dragon s tail,\\nAnd sat upon a rock, and bobb d for whale.\\nWilliam King (1663-1712) Upon a Giant s Angling.\\n(In Chalmers s British Poets ascribed to King.)\\n3 Rich with the spoils of time. Gray Elegy, stanza 13.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0245.jp2"}, "242": {"fulltext": "218 BKOWNE.\\nNature is the art of God. 1 Religio Medici. Part i. Sect. xvi.\\nThe thousand doors that lead to death. 2 sect, xliv.\\nThe heart of man is the place the Devil s in I feel\\nsometimes a hell within myself. 3 Sect. U.\\nThere is no road or ready way to virtue. Sect. h.\\nIt is the common wonder of all men, how among so\\nmany million of faces there should be none alike. 4\\nPart ii. Sect. ii.\\nThere is music in the beauty, and the silent note which\\nCupid strikes, far sweeter than the sound of an instru-\\nment; for there is music wherever there is harmony,\\norder, or proportion and thus far we may maintain the\\nmusic of the spheres. 5 Sect. ix.\\nSleep is a death oh, make me try\\nBy sleeping what it is to die,\\nAnd as gently lay my head\\nOn my grave as now my bed Sect. xii.\\nRuat coelum, fiat voluntas tua. 6 md.\\n1 The course of Nature is the art of God. Young Night Thoughts,\\nnight ix. Vine 1267.\\n2 See Massinger, page 194.\\n3 The mind is its own place, and in itself\\nCan make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.\\nMilton Paradise Lost, book i. line 253.\\n4 The human features and countenance, although composed of but some\\nten parts or little more, are so fashioned that among so many thousands of\\nmen there are no two in existence who cannot be distinguished from one\\nanother. Pliny Natural History, book vii. chap. i.\\nOf a thousand shavers, two do not shave so much alike as not to be\\ndistinguished. Johnson (1777).\\nThere never were in the world two opinions alike, no more than two\\nhairs or two grains; the most universal quality is diversity. Montaigne:\\nOf the Resemblance of Children to their Fathers, book i. chap, xxxvii.\\n5 Oh, could you view the melody\\nOf every grace\\nAnd music of her face.\\nLovelace Orpheus to Beasts.\\n6 See Herbert, page 204.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0246.jp2"}, "243": {"fulltext": "BROWNE. WALLEK. 219\\nTimes before you, when even living men were antiqui-\\nties, when the living might exceed the dead, and to\\ndepart this world could not be properly said to go unto\\nthe greater number. 1 Dedication to Urn-Burial.\\nI look upon you as gem of the old rock. 2 jud.\\nMan is a noble animal, splendid in ashes and pompous\\nin the grave. chap. v.\\nQuietly rested under the drums and tramplings of\\nthree conquests. iud.\\nHerostratus lives that burnt the temple of Diana he\\nis almost lost that built it. 3 ibid.\\nWhat song the Sirens sang, or what name Achilles\\nassumed when he hid himself among women. jud.\\nWhen we desire to confine our words, we commonly\\nsay they are spoken under the rose. Vulgar Errors.\\nEDMUND WALLER. 1605-1687.\\nThe yielding marble of her snowy breast.\\nOn a Lady passing through a Crowd of People.\\nThat eagle s fate and mine are one,\\nWhich on the shaft that made him die\\nEspied a feather of his own,\\nWherewith he wont to soar so high. 4\\nTo a Lady singing a Song of his Composing.\\n1 Tis long since Death had the majority. Blair: The Grave, part ii.\\nline 449.\\n2 Adamas de rape praestantissimus (A most excellent diamond from the\\nrock).\\nA chip of the old block. Prior Life of Burke.\\n3 The aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome\\nOutlives in fame the pious fool that raised it.\\nCibber Richard III. act Hi. sc. 1.\\n4 So in the Libyan fable it is told\\nThat once an eagle, stricken with a dart,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0247.jp2"}, "244": {"fulltext": "220 WALLER.\\nW A narrow compass and yet there\\nDwelt all that s good, and all that s fair\\nGive me but what this riband bound,\\nTake all the rest the sun goes round. On a Girdle.\\nFor all we know\\nOf what the blessed do above\\nIs, that they sing, and that they love.\\nWhile I listen to iky Voice.\\nPoets that lasting marble seek\\nMust come in Latin or in Greek. Of English Verse.\\nUnder the tropic is our language spoke,\\nAnd part of Flanders hath received our yoke.\\nUpon the Death of the Lord Protector.\\nGo, lovely rose\\nTell her that wastes her time and me\\nThat now she knows,\\nWhen I resemble her to thee,\\nHow sweet and fair she seems to be. Go, Lovely Rose.\\nHow small a part of time they share\\nThat are so wondrous sweet and fair ibid.\\nIllustrious acts high raptures do infuse,\\nAnd every conqueror creates a muse.\\nPanegyric on Cromivell.\\nSaid, when he saw the fashion of the shaft,\\n41 With our own feathers, not by others hands,\\nAre we now smitten.\\n^Eschylus Fragm. 123 (Plumptre s Translation).\\nSo the struck eagle, stretch d upon the plain,\\nNo more through rolling clouds to soar again,\\nView d his own feather on the fatal dart,\\nAnd wing d the shaft that quiver 1 d in his heart.\\nByron English Bards and Scotch Reviewers, line 826.\\nLike a young eagle, who has lent his plume\\nTo fledge the shaft by which he meets his doom,\\nSee their own feathers pluck d to wing the dart\\nWhich rank corruption destines for their heart.\\nThomas Moore Corruption.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0248.jp2"}, "245": {"fulltext": "WALLER. FULLER. 221\\nIn such green palaces the first kings reign d,\\nSlept in their shades, and angels entertain d\\nWith such old counsellors they did advise,\\nAnd by frequenting sacred groves grew wise.\\nOn St. James s Park\\nAnd keeps the palace of the soul. 1 of Tea.\\nPoets lose half the praise they should have got,\\nCould it be known what they discreetly blot.\\nUpon Roscommon s Translation of Horace, De Arte Poetica.\\nCould we forbear dispute and practise love,\\nWe should agree as angels do above. Divine Love. Canto Hi.\\nThe soul s dark cottage, batter d and decay d,\\nLets in new light through chinks that Time has made. 2\\nStronger by weakness, wiser men become\\nAs they draw near to their eternal home\\nLeaving the old, both worlds at once they view\\nThat stand upon the threshold of the new.\\nOn the Divine Poems.\\nTHOMAS FULLER. 1608-1661.\\nDrawing near her death, she sent most pious thoughts\\nas harbingers to heaven; and her soul saw a glimpse\\nof happiness through the chinks of her sickness-broken\\nbody. Lift of Monica.\\nHe was one of a lean body and visage, as if his eager\\nsoul, biting for anger at the clog of his body, desired to\\nfret a passage through it. 3 Life of the Duke of Alva.\\n1 The dome of thought, the palace of the soul. Byron Childe Harold,\\ncanto ii. stanza 6.\\n2 See Daniel, page 39.\\nTo vanish in the chinks that Time has made. Rogers Pcestum.\\n3 A fiery soul, which, working out its way,\\nFretted the pygmy-body to decay,\\nAnd o er-inform d the tenement of clay.\\nDbyden Absalom and Achitophel f pari i. line 156.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0249.jp2"}, "246": {"fulltext": "222 FULLER.\\nShe commandeth her husband, in any equal matter, by\\nconstant obeying him.\\nThe Holy and Profane State, The Good Wife.\\nHe knows little who will tell his wife all he knows.\\nThe Good Husband,\\nOne that will not plead that cause wherein his tongue\\nmust be Confuted by his Conscience. The Good Advocate,\\nA little skill in antiquity inclines a man to Popery\\nbut depth in that study brings him about again to our\\nreligion. 1 The True Church Antiquary,\\nBut our captain counts the image of God neverthe-\\nless his image cut in ebony as if done in ivory, and in\\nthe blackest Moors he sees the representation of the\\nKing Of Heaven. The Good Sea- Captain.\\nTo smell to a turf of fresh earth is wholesome for the\\nbody; no less are thoughts of mortality cordial to the\\nSOul. The Virtuous Lady.\\nThe lion is not so fierce as painted. 2 Of Preferment,\\nTheir heads sometimes so little that there is no room\\nfor wit sometimes so long that there is no wit for so\\nmuch room Of Natural Fools.\\nThe Pyramids themselves, doting with age, have for-\\ngotten the names of their founders. of Tombs.\\nLearning hath gained most by those books by which\\nthe printers have lost. Of Books,\\nThey that marry ancient people, merely in expectation\\nto bury them, hang themselves in hope that one will\\ncome and cut the halter. Of Marriage,\\nOften the cockloft is empty in those whom Nature hath\\nbuilt many Stories high. 3 Andronicus. Sect, vi. Par. 18, 1.\\n1 See Bacon, page 166. 2 See Herbert, page 205.\\n8 See Bacon, page 170.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0250.jp2"}, "247": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 223\\nJOHN MILTON. 1608-1674\\nOf Man s first disobedience, and the fruit\\nOf that forbidden tree whose mortal taste\\nBrought death into the world, and all our woe.\\nParadise Lost. Book i. Line 1.\\nOr if Sion hill\\nDelight thee more, and Siloa s brook, that flow d\\nFast by the oracle of God. Line 10.\\nThings unattempted yet in prose or rhyme. Line w.\\nWhat in me is dark\\nIllumine, what is low raise and support,\\nThat to the height of this great argument\\nI may assert eternal Providence,\\nAnd justify the ways of God to men. 1 Line 22.\\nAs far as angels ken. Line 59.\\nYet from those flames\\nXo light, but rather darkness visible. Line 62.\\nWhere peace\\nAnd rest can never dwell, hope never comes\\nThat comes to all. Line 65.\\nWhat though the field be lost\\nAll is not lost th unconquerable will,\\nAnd study of revenge, immortal hate,\\nAnd courage never to submit or yield. Line 105.\\nTo be weak is miserable,\\nDoing or suffering. Line 157\\nAnd out of good still to find means of evil. Line 165.\\nFarewell happy fields,\\nWhere joy forever dwells hail, horrors Line 249.\\n1 But vindicate the ways of God to man. Pope Essay on Man, ephtle\\ni. line 16.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0251.jp2"}, "248": {"fulltext": "224 MILTON.\\nA mind not to be chang d by place or time.\\nThe mind is its own place, and in itself\\nCan make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven. 1\\nParadise Lost. Book i. Line 253.\\nHere we may reign secure and in my choice\\nTo reign is worth ambition, though in hell\\nBetter to reign in hell than serve in heaven. Line 26i.\\nHeard so oft\\nIn worst extremes, and on the perilous edge\\nOf battle. Line 275.\\nHis spear, to equal which the tallest pine\\nHewn on Norwegian hills to be the mast\\nOf some great ammiral were but a wand,\\nHe walk d with to support uneasy steps\\nOver the burning marie. Line 292.\\nThick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks\\nIn Vallombrosa, where th Etrurian shades\\nHigh over-arched imbower. Line 302.\\nAwake, arise, or be forever fallen Line 330.\\nSpirits when they please\\nCan either sex assume, or both. Line 423.\\nExecute their airy purposes. Line 430.\\nWhen night\\nDarkens the streets, then wander forth the sons\\nOf Belial, flown with insolence and wine. Line 500.\\nTh imperial ensign, which full high advanced\\nShone like a meteor, streaming to the wind. 2 Line 536.\\nSonorous metal blowing martial sounds\\nAt which the universal host up sent\\nA shout that tore hell s concave, and beyond\\nFrighted the reign of Chaos and old Night. Line 540.\\n1 See Book iv. line 75.\\n2 Stream d like a meteor to the troubled air. Gray The Bard, i. 2,\\nline 6,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0252.jp2"}, "249": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 225\\nAnon they move\\nIn perfect phalanx, to the Dorian mood\\nOf flutes and soft recorders. Paradise Lost. Booh i. Line 549.\\nHis form had yet not lost\\nAll her original brightness, nor appear d\\nLess than archangel ruin d, and th excess\\nOf glory obscur d. Line 591m\\nIn dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds\\nOn half the nations, and with fear of change\\nPerplexes monarchs. Line, 597.\\nThrice he assay d, and thrice in spite of scorn\\nTears, such as angels weep, burst forth. Line 619.\\nWho overcomes\\nBy force, hath overcome but half his foe. Line 648.\\nMammon, the least erected spirit that fell\\nFrom heaven for ev n in heaven his looks and thoughts\\nWere always downward bent, admiring more\\nThe riches of heaven s pavement, trodden gold,\\nThan aught divine or holy else enjoy d\\nTn vision beatific. Line 679.\\nLet none admire\\nThat riches grow in hell that soil may best\\nDeserve the precious bane. Line 690.\\nAnon out of the earth a fabric huge\\nRose, like an exhalation. Line 710.\\nFrom morn\\nTo noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve,\\nA summer s day and with the setting sun\\nDropp d from the Zenith like a falling star. Line 742.\\nFairy elves,\\nWhose midnight revels by a forest side\\nOr fountain some belated peasant sees,\\nOr dreams he sees, while overhead the moon\\nSits arbitress. Line 78i.\\n15", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0253.jp2"}, "250": {"fulltext": "226 MILTON.\\nHigh on a throne of royal state, which far\\nOutshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind,\\nOr where the gorgeous East with richest hand\\nShowers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold,\\nSatan exalted sat, by merit rais d\\nTo that bad eminence. Paradise Lost. Book ii. Line 1.\\nSurer to prosper than prosperity\\nCould have assured us. Line 39.\\nThe strongest and the fiercest spirit\\nThat fonght in heaven, now fiercer by despair. Line 44.\\nRather than be less,\\nCar d not to be at all. Line 47.\\nMy sentence is for open war. Line si.\\nThat in our proper motion we ascend\\nUp to our native seat descent and fall\\nTo us is adverse. Line 75.\\nWhen the scourge\\nInexorable and the torturing hour\\nCall us to penance. Line 90.\\nWhich, if not victory, is yet revenge. Line 105.\\nBut all was false and hollow though his tongue\\nDropp d manna, and could make the worse appear\\nThe better reason, 1 to perplex and dash\\nMaturest counsels. Line 112.\\nTh ethereal mould\\nIncapable of stain would soon expel\\nHer mischief, and purge off the baser fire,\\nVictorious. Thus repuls d, our final hope\\nIs flat despair. 2 Line 139.\\n1 Aristophanes turns Socrates into ridicule as making the worse\\nappear the better reason. Diogenes Laertius: Socrates, v.\\n2 Our hope is loss, our hope but sad despair. Shakespeare Henry\\nVI. part Hi. act ii. sc. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0254.jp2"}, "251": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 227\\nFor who would lose,\\nThough full of pain, this intellectual being,\\nThose thoughts that wander through eternity,\\nTo perish rather, swallow d up and lost\\nIn the wide womb of uncreated night\\nParadise Lost. Book ii. Line 146,\\nHis red right hand. 1 Line 174.\\nUnrespited, unpitied, unrepriev d. Line 185.\\nThe never-ending flight\\nOf future days. Line 221.\\nOur. torments also may in length of time\\nBecome our elements. Line 274.\\nWith grave\\nAspect he rose, and in his rising seem d\\nA pillar of state deep on his front engraven\\nDeliberation sat, and public care\\nAnd princely counsel in his face yet shone,\\nMajestic though in ruin sage he stood,\\nWith Atlantean shoulders, fit to bear\\nThe weight of mightiest monarchies his look\\nDrew audience and attention still as night\\nOr summer s noontide air. Line 300.\\nThe palpable obscure. Line 406.\\nLong is the way\\nAnd hard, that out of hell leads up to light. Line 432.\\nTheir rising all at once was as the sound\\nOf thunder heard remote. Line 476.\\nThe lowering element\\nScowls o er the darkened landscape. Line 490.\\nOh, shame to men devil with devil damn d\\nFirm concord holds, men only disagree\\nOf creatures rational. Line 496.\\n1 Rubente dextera. Horace Ode i. 2, 2.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0255.jp2"}, "252": {"fulltext": "228 MILTON.\\nIn discourse more sweet\\nFor eloquence the soul, song charms the sense.\\nOthers apart sat on a hill retir d,\\nIn thoughts more elevate, and reasoned high\\nOf providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate,\\nFix d fate, free-will, foreknowledge absolute\\nAnd found no end, in wand ring mazes lost.\\nParadise Lost. Booh ii. Line 555.\\nVain wisdom all and false philosophy. Line 565.\\nArm th obdur d breast\\nWith stubborn patience as with triple steel. Line 568.\\nA gulf profound as that Serbonian bog\\nBetwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old,\\nWhere armies whole have sunk the parching air\\nBurns frore, and cold performs th effect of fire.\\nThither by harpy-footed Furies hal d,\\nAt certain revolutions all the damn d\\nAre brought, and feel by turns the bitter change\\nOf fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce;\\nFrom beds of raging fire to starve in ice\\nTheir soft ethereal warmth, and there to pine\\nImmovable, infix d, and frozen round,\\nPeriods of time thence hurried back to fire. Line 592.\\nO er many a frozen, many a fiery Alp,\\nBocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death.\\nLine 620.\\nGorgons and Hydras and Chimaeras dire. Line 628.\\nThe other shape,\\nIf shape it might be call d that shape had none\\nDistinguishable in member, joint, or limb\\nOr substance might be call d that shadow seem d,\\nFor each seem d either, black it stood as night,\\nFierce as ten furies, terrible as hell,\\nAnd shook a dreadful dart what seem d his head\\nThe likeness of a kingly crown had on.\\nSatan was now at hand. Line 666.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0256.jp2"}, "253": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 229\\nWhence and what art thou, execrable shape\\nParadise Lost, Book ii. Line 681.\\nBack to thy punishment,\\nFalse fugitive, and to thy speed add wings. Line 699.\\nSo spake the grisly Terror. Line 704.\\nIncens d with indignation Satan stood\\nUnterrify d, and like a comet burned\\nThat fires the length of Ophiuchus huge\\nIn th arctic sky, and from his horrid hair\\nShakes pestilence and war. Line 707.\\nTheir fatal hands\\nNo second stroke intend. Line 712.\\nHell\\nGrew darker at their frown. Line 719.\\nI fled, and cry d out, Death\\nHell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh d\\nFrom all her caves, and back resounded, Death\\nLine 787.\\nBefore mine eyes in opposition sits\\nG-rim Death, my son and foe. Line 803.\\nDeath\\nGrinn d horrible a ghastly smile, to hear\\nHis famine should be filPd. Line 845.\\nOn a sudden open fly,\\nWith impetuous recoil and jarring sound,\\nTh infernal doors, and on their hinges grate\\nHarsh thunder. Line 879.\\nWhere eldest Night\\nAnd Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold\\nEternal anarchy amidst the noise\\nOf endless wars, and by confusion stand\\nFor hot, cold, moist, and dry, four champions fierce,\\nStrive here for mast ry. Line 894.\\nInto this wild abyss,\\nThe womb of Nature and perhaps her grave. Line 910.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0257.jp2"}, "254": {"fulltext": "230 MILTON.\\nTo compare\\nGreat things with Small. 1 Paradise Lost. Booh ii. Line 921.\\nO er bog or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare,\\nWith head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way,\\nAnd swims or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies.\\nLine 948.\\nWith ruin upon ruin, rout on rout,\\nConfusion worse confounded. ine gg^ t\\nSo. he with difficulty and labour hard\\nMov d on, with difficulty and labour he. Line 1021.\\nAnd fast by, hanging in a golden chain,\\nThis pendent world, in bigness as a star\\nOf smallest magnitude, close by the moon. Line 1051.\\nHail holy light offspring of heav n first-born.\\nBooh Hi. Line 1.\\nThe rising world of waters dark and deep. Line 11.\\nThoughts that voluntary move\\nHarmonious numbers. Line 37.\\nThus with the year\\nSeasons return but not to me returns\\nDay, or the sweet approach of even or morn,\\nOr sight of vernal bloom or summer s rose,\\nOr flocks, or herds, or human face divine\\nBut cloud instead, and ever-during dark\\nSurrounds me from the cheerful ways of men\\nCut off, and for the book of knowledge fair\\nPresented with a universal blank\\nOf Nature s works, to me expung d and raz d,\\nAnd wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. Line 40.\\nSufficient to have stood, though free to fall. Line 99.\\nSee golden days, fruitful of golden deeds,\\nWith joy and love triumphing. Line 337.\\n1 Compare great things with small. Virgil: Eclogues, i. 24; Geor-\\ngics, iv. 176. Cowley The Motto. Dryden Ovid, Metamorphoses,\\nbook i. line 727. Tickell Poem on Hunting. Pope Windsor Forest.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0258.jp2"}, "255": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 231\\nDark with excessive bright.\\nParadise Lost. Booh Hi. Line 380.\\nEmbryos and idiots, eremites and friars.\\nWhite, black, and gray, with all their trumpery.\\nLine 474.\\nSince call d\\nThe Paradise of Fools, to few unknown. Line 495.\\nAnd oft, though wisdom wake, suspicion sleeps\\nAt wisdom s gate, and to simplicity\\nResigns her charge, while goodness thinks no ill\\nWhere no ill seems. Line 686.\\nThe hell within him. Book iv. Line 20.\\nXow conscience wakes despair\\nThat slumber d, wakes the bitter memory\\nOf what he was, what is, and what must be\\nWorse. L ine 23.\\nAt whose sight all the stars\\nHide their diminish d heads. 1 Line 34.\\nA grateful mind\\nBy owing owes not, but still pays, at once\\nIndebted and discharged. Line 55.\\nWhich way shall I fly\\nInfinite wrath and infinite despair\\nWhich way I fly is hell myself am hell\\nAnd in the lowest deep a lower deep,\\nStill threatening to devour me, opens wide,\\nTo which the hell I suffer seems a heaven. Line 73.\\nSuch joy ambition finds. Line 92.\\nEase would recant\\nVows made in pain, as violent and void. Line 96.\\nSo farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear,\\nFarewell remorse all good to me is lost.\\nEvil, be thou my good. Line 108.\\n1 Ye little stars hide your diminished rays. Pope: Moral Essays,\\nepistle in. line 282.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0259.jp2"}, "256": {"fulltext": "232 MILTON.\\nThat practised falsehood under saintly shew,\\nDeep malice to conceal, couch d with revenge.\\nParadise Lost. Book iv. Line 122.\\nSabean odours from the spicy shore\\nOf Araby the Blest. Line 162%\\nAnd on the Tree of Life,\\nThe middle tree and highest there that grew,\\nSat like a cormorant. Line 194.\\nA heaven on earth. Line 2 o8,\\nFlowers worthy of paradise. unt 241.\\nFlowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose. 1\\nLine 256.\\nProserpine gathering flowers,\\nHerself a fairer flower. Line 269.\\nFor contemplation he and valour form d,\\nFor softness she and sweet attractive grace\\nHe for God only, she for God in him.\\nHis fair large front and eye sublime declared\\nAbsolute rule and hyacinthine locks\\nKound from his parted forelock manly hung\\nClustering, but not beneath his shoulders broad.\\nLine 297.\\nImplied\\nSubjection, but required with gentle sway,\\nAnd by her yielded, by him best received,\\nYielded with coy submission, modest pride,\\nAnd sweet, reluctant, amorous delay. jj ne 307.\\nAdam the goodliest man of men since born\\nHis sons, the fairest of her daughters Eve. Line 323.\\nAnd with necessity,\\nThe tyrant s plea, 2 excus d his devilish deeds. Line 393.\\n1 See Herri ck, page 203\\n2 Necessity is the argument of tyrants, it is the creed of slaves. Wil-\\nliam Pitt Speech on the India Bill, November, 1783.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0260.jp2"}, "257": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 233\\nAs Jupiter\\nOn Juno smiles, when lie impregns the clouds\\nThat shed May flowers. Paradise Lost. Book iv. Line 499.\\nImparadis d in one another s arms. Line 506.\\nLive while ye may,\\nYet happy pair. Line 533.\\nNow came still evening on, and twilight gray\\nHad in her sober livery all things clad\\nSilence accompany d for beast and bird,\\nThey to their grassy couch, these to their nests,\\nWere slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale\\nShe all night long her amorous descant sung\\nSilence was pleas d. Now glow d the firmament\\nWith living sapphires Hesperus, that led\\nThe starry host, rode brightest, till the moon,\\nEising in clouded majesty, at length\\nApparent queen unveil d her peerless light,\\nAnd o er the dark her silver mantle threw. Line 598.\\nThe timely dew of sleep. Line 614.\\nWith thee conversing I forget all time,\\nAll seasons, and their change, all please alike.\\nSweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet,\\nWith charm of earliest birds pleasant the sun\\nWhen first on this delightful land he spreads\\nHis orient beams on herb, tree, fruit, and flower,\\nGlist ring with dew fragrant the fertile earth\\nAfter soft showers and sweet the coming on\\nOf grateful ev ning mild then silent night\\nWith this her solemn bird and this fair moon,\\nAnd these the gems of heaven, her starry train\\nBut neither breath of morn when she ascends\\nWith charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun\\nOn this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower,\\nGlist ring with dew, nor fragrance after showers,\\nNot grateful ev ning mild, nor silent night", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0261.jp2"}, "258": {"fulltext": "234 MILTON.\\nWith this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon\\nOr glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.\\nParadise Lost, Book iv. Line 639.\\nMillions of spiritual creatures walk the earth\\nUnseen, both when we wake and when we sleep.\\nLine 677.\\nIn naked beauty more adorn d,\\nMore lovely than Pandora. 1 Line 713t\\nEas d the putting off\\nThese troublesome disguises which we wear. jj ne 7 s9.\\nHail wedded love, mysterious law, true source\\nOf human offspring. Line 750%\\nSquat like a toad, close at the ear of Eve. Line 800.\\nHim thus intent Ithuriel with his spear\\nTouch d lightly for no falsehood can endure\\nTouch of celestial temper. Line 8io.\\nNot to know me argues yourselves unknown,\\nThe lowest of your throng. Line 830.\\nAbash d the devil stood,\\nAnd felt how awful goodness is, and saw\\nVirtue in her shape how lovely. Line 846.\\nAll hell broke loose. Line 918.\\nLike Teneriff or Atlas unremoved. Line 987.\\nThe starry cope\\nOf heaven. Line 992.\\nFled\\nMurmuring, and with him fled the shades of night.\\nLine 1014.\\nNow morn, her rosy steps in th eastern clime\\nAdvancing, sow d the earth with orient pearl,\\nWhen Adam wak d, so customed for his sleep\\nWas aery light, from pure digestion bred. Booh v. Line l.\\n1 When unadorned, adorned the most. Thomson Autumn, line 204.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0262.jp2"}, "259": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 235\\nHung over her enamour d, and beheld\\nBeauty, which, whether waking or asleep,\\nShot forth peculiar graces. Paradise Lost. Book v. Line 13.\\nMy latest found,\\nHeaven s last, best gift, my ever new delight Line 18.\\nGood, the more\\nCommunicated, more abundant grows. Line 71.\\nThese are thy glorious works, Parent of good Line 153.\\nFairest of stars, last in the train of night,\\nIf better thou belong not to the dawn. Line im.\\nA wilderness of sweets. Line 294.\\nAnother morn\\nKism on mid-noon. Line 310.\\nSo saying, with despatchful looks in haste\\nShe turns, on hospitable thoughts intent. Line 331.\\nXor jealousy\\nTVas understood, the injur d lover s hell. Line 449.\\nThe bright consummate flower. Line 48i.\\nThrones, Dominations, Princedoms, Virtues, Powers.\\nLine 601.\\nThey eat, they drink, and in communion sweet\\nQuaff immortality and joy. Line 637.\\nSatan so call him now, his former name\\nIs heard no more in heaven. Line 658.\\nMidnight brought on the dusky hour\\nFriendliest to sleep and silence. Line 667.\\nInnumerable as the stars of night,\\nOr stars of morning, dewdrops which the sun\\nImpearls on every leaf and every flower. Line 745.\\nSo spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found\\nAmong the faithless, faithful only he. Line 896.\\nMorn,\\nWak d by the circling hours, with rosy hand\\nUnbarr d the gates of light. Booh L ine 2.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0263.jp2"}, "260": {"fulltext": "236 MILTON.\\nServant of God, well done well hast thou fought\\nThe better fight. Paradise Lost. Book vi. Line 29.\\nArms on armour clashing bray d\\nHorrible discord, and the madding wheels\\nOf brazen chariots rag d dire was the noise\\nOf Conflict. Line 209.\\nSpirits that live throughout,\\nVital in every part, not as frail man,\\nIn entrails, heart or head, liver or reins,\\nCannot but by annihilating die. Line 345.\\nFar off his coming shone. Line 768.\\nMore safe I sing with mortal voice, unchanged\\nTo hoarse or mute, though fall n on evil days,\\nOn evil days though falPn, and evil tongues.\\nBook vii. Line 24.\\nStill govern thou my song,\\nUrania, and fit audience find, though few. Line 30.\\nHeaven open d wide\\nHer ever during gates, harmonious sound,\\nOn golden hinges moving. Line 205.\\nHither, as to their fountain, other stars\\nRepairing, in their golden urns draw light. Line 364.\\nNow half appeared\\nThe tawny lion, pawing to get free\\nHis hinder parts. Line 463.\\nIndu d\\nWith sanctity of reason. Line 507.\\nA broad and ample road, whose dust is gold,\\nAnd pavement stars, as stars to thee appear\\nSeen in the galaxy, that milky way\\nWhich nightly as a circling zone thou seest\\nPowder d with stars. Line 577.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0264.jp2"}, "261": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 237\\nThe Angel ended, and in Adam s ear\\nSo charming left his voice, that he awhile\\nThought him still speaking, still stood rix d to hear.\\nParadise Lost. Book viii. Line 1.\\nThere swift return\\nDiurnal, merely to officiate light\\nRound this opacous earth, this punctual spot. Line 21,\\nAnd grace that von who saw to wish her stay. Line. 43,\\nAnd touch d by her fair tendance, gladlier grew.\\nLine 47.\\nWith centric and eccentric scribbled o er,\\nCycle and epicycle, orb in orb. Line 83.\\nHer silent course advance\\nWith inoffensive pace, that spinning sleeps\\nOn her soft axle. Line 163.\\nBe lowly wise\\nThink only what concerns thee and thy being. Line 173.\\nTo know\\nThat which before us lies in daily life\\nIs the prime wisdom. Line 102.\\nLiquid lapse of murmuring streams. Line 263.\\nAnd feel that I am happier than I know. Line 282.\\nAmong unequals what society\\nCan sort, what harmony, or true delight Line 383.\\nGrace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye,\\nIn every gesture dignity and love. Line 488.\\nHer virtue and the conscience of her worth.\\nThat would be woo d. and not unsought be won.\\nLine 502.\\nShe what was honour knew,\\nAnd with obsequious majesty appro v d\\nMy pleaded reason. To the nuptial bower\\nI led her blushing like the morn; all heaven", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0265.jp2"}, "262": {"fulltext": "238 MILTON.\\nAnd happy constellations on that hour\\nShed their selectest influence the earth\\nGave sign of gratulation, and each hill\\nJoyous the birds fresh gales and gentle airs\\nWhisper d it to the woods, and from their wings\\nFlung rose, flung odours from the spicy shrub.\\nParadise Lost. Booh viii. Line 508.\\nThe sum of earthly bliss. Line 522.\\nSo well to know\\nHer own, that what she wills to do or say\\nSeems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best. Line 548.\\nAccuse not Nature she hath done her part\\nDo thou but thine. Line 561.\\nOft times nothing profits more\\nThan self-esteem, grounded on just and right\\nWell manag d. 1 Line 571.\\nThose graceful acts,\\nThose thousand decencies that daily flow\\nFrom all her words and actions. Line 600.\\nWith a smile that glow d\\nCelestial rosy red, love s proper hue. Line 618.\\nMy unpremeditated verse. Book ix. Line 24.\\nPleas d me, long choosing and beginning late. Line 26.\\nUnless an age too late, or cold\\nClimate, or years, damp my intended wing. Line 44.\\nRevenge, at first though sweet,\\nBitter ere long back on itself recoils. Line 171.\\nThe work under our labour grows,\\nLuxurious by restraint. Line 208.\\nSmiles from reason flow,\\nTo brute deny d, and are of love the food. Line 239.\\n1 But most of all respect tlryself. A precept of the Pythagoreans.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0266.jp2"}, "263": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 239\\nFor solitude sometimes is best society,\\nAnd short retirement urges sweet return.\\nParadise Lost. Book ix. Line 249.\\nAt shut of evening flowers. Line 278.\\nAs one who long in populous city pent,\\nWhere houses thick and sewers annoy the air. Line 445.\\nSo gloz d the tempter. Line 549.\\nHope elevates, and joy\\nBrightens his crest. Line 633.\\nLeft that command\\nSole daughter of his voice. 1 Line 652.\\nEarth felt the wound and Xature from her seat,\\nSighing through all her works, gave signs of woe\\nThat all was lost. Line 782.\\nIn her face excuse\\nCame prologue, and apology too prompt. Line 853.\\nA pillar d shade\\nHigh overarch d, and echoing walks between. Line no6.\\nYet I shall temper so\\nJustice with mercy, as may illustrate most\\nThem fully satisfy d, and thee appease. Booh x. Line 77.\\nSo scented the grim Feature, and upturn d\\nHis nostril wide into the murky air,\\nSagacious of his quarry from so far. Line 279.\\nHow gladly would I meet\\nMortality my sentence, and be earth\\nInsensible how glad would lay me down\\nAs in my mother s lap Line 775.\\nMust I thus leave thee, Paradise thus leave\\nThee, native soil, these happy walks and shades\\nBook xL Line 269.\\n1 Stem daughter of the voice of God. Wordsworth Ode to Duty.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0267.jp2"}, "264": {"fulltext": "240 MILTON.\\nThen purg d with euphrasy and rue\\nThe visual nerve, for he had much to see.\\nParadise Lost. Book xi. Line 414.\\nMoping melancholy\\nAnd moon-struck madness. Xme 485.\\nAnd over them triumphant Death his dart\\nShook, but delay d to strike, though oft invok d.\\nLine 491.\\nSo may st thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop\\nInto thy mother s lap. L ine 535.\\nNor love thy life, nor hate but what thou liv st\\nLive well how long or short permit to heaven. 1\\nLine 553,\\nA bevy of fair women. u ne 582.\\nThe brazen throat of war. Line 713.\\nSome natural tears they dropp d, but wip d them soon\\nThe world was all before them, where to choose\\nTheir place of rest, and Providence their guide.\\nThey hand in hand, with wand ring steps and slow,\\nThrough Eden took their solitary way. Book xii. Line 645.\\nBeauty stands\\nIn the admiration only of weak minds\\nLed Captive. Paradise Regained. Book ii. Line 220.\\nRocks whereon greatest men have oftest wreck d.\\nLine 228.\\nOf whom to be disprais d were no small praise.\\nBook Hi. Line 56.\\nElephants endors d with towers. Line 329.\\nSyene, and where the shadow both way falls,\\nMeroe, Nilotic isle. Book iv. Line 70.\\nDusk faces with white silken turbans wreath d. Line 76.\\n1 Summum nee metuas diem, nee optes (Neither fear nor wish for your\\nlast day). Martial lib. x. epigram 47, line 13.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0268.jp2"}, "265": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 2-41\\nThe childhood shows the man,\\nAs morning shows the day. 1\\nParadise Regained Book iv. Line 220.\\nAthens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts\\nAnd eloquence. Line 240.\\nThe olive grove of Academe,\\nPlato s retirement, where the Attic bird\\nTrills her thick-warbled notes the summer long.\\nLine 244.\\nThence to the famous orators repair,\\nThose ancient, whose resistless eloquence\\nWielded at will that fierce democratic\\nShook the arsenal, and fulmin d over Greece,\\nTo Maeeclon. and Artaxerxes throne. Line 267.\\nSocrates\\nWhom well inspird the oracle pronounc d\\nWisest of men. Line 274.\\nDeep vers d in books, and shallow in himself. Line 327.\\nAs children gath ring pebbles on the shore.\\nOr if I would delight my private hours\\nWith music or with poem, where so soon\\nAs in our native language can T find\\nThat solace L ine 330.\\nTill morning fair\\nCame forth with pilgrim steps in amice gray. Line 426.\\nOh dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon.\\nIrrecoverably dark, total eclipse\\nWithout all hope of day 8amson Agonktes. Line 80.\\nThe sun to me is dark\\nAnd silent as the moon,\\nWhen she deserts the night\\nHid in her vacant interlunar cave. Line 86.\\n1 The child is father of the man. Wordsworth My Heart Leaps up.\\n1 16", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0269.jp2"}, "266": {"fulltext": "242 MILTON.\\nRan on embattled armies clad in iron,\\nAnd, weaponless himself,\\nMade arms ridiculous. Samson Agonistes. Line 129.\\nJnst are the ways of God,\\nAnd justifiable to men\\nUnless there be who think not God at all. Line 293.\\nWhat boots it at one gate to make defence,\\nAnd at another to let in the foe Line 560.\\nBut who is this, what thing of sea or land,\\nFemale of sex it seems,\\nThat so bedeck d, ornate, and gay,\\nComes this way sailing\\nLike a stately ship\\nOf Tarsus, bound for tli isles\\nOf Javan or Gadire,\\nWith all her bravery on, and tackle trim,\\nSails fill d, and streamers waving,\\nCourted by all the winds that hold them play,\\nAn amber scent of odorous perfume\\nHer harbinger Line no.\\nYet beauty, though injurious, hath strange power,\\nAfter offence returning, to regain\\nLove once possessed. Line 1003.\\nHe 1 s gone, and who knows how he may report\\nThy words by adding fuel to the flame Line 1350.\\nFor evil news rides post, while good news baits.\\nLine 1538.\\nAnd as an ev ning dragon came,\\nAssailant on the perched roosts\\nAnd nests in order rang d\\nOf tame villatic fowl. Line 1692.\\nNothing is here for tears, nothing to wail\\nOr knock the breast, no weakness, no contempt,\\nDispraise, or blame, nothing but well and fair,\\nAnd what may quiet us in a death so noble. Line 1721.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0270.jp2"}, "267": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 243\\nAbove the smoke and stir of this dim spot\\nWhich men call earth. Comus. Line 5.\\nThat golden key\\nThat opes the palace of eternity. Line 13.\\nThe nodding horror of whose shady brows\\nThreats the forlorn and wandering passenger. Line 38.\\nI will tell you now\\nWhat never yet was heard in tale or song,\\nFrom old or modern bard, in hall or bower. Line 43.\\nBacchus, that first from out the purple grape\\nCrush d the sweet poison of misused wine. Line 46,\\nThese my sky-robes spun out of Iris woof. Line 83.\\nThe star that bids the shepherd fold. Line 93.\\nMidnight shout and revelry,\\nTipsy dance and jollity. Line 103.\\nEre the blabbing eastern scout,\\nThe nice morn, on th Indian steep\\nFrom her cabin d loop-hole peep. Line 138.\\nWhen the gray-hooded Even,\\nLike a sad votarist in palmer s weed,\\nRose from the hindmost wheels of Phoebus wain.\\nLine 188.\\nA thousand fantasies\\nBegin to throng into my memory,\\nOf calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire,\\nAnd airy tongues that syllable men s names\\nOn sands and shores and desert wildernesses. Line 205.\\nOh welcome, pure-ey d Faith, white-handed Hope,\\nThou hovering angel, girt with golden wings Line 213.\\nWas I deceiv d, or did a sable cloud\\nTurn forth her silver lining on the night Line 221.\\nCan any mortal mixture of earth s mould\\nBreathe such divine enchanting ravishment Line 244.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0271.jp2"}, "268": {"fulltext": "244 MILTON,\\nHow sweetly did they float upon the wings\\nOf silence through the empty-vaulted night,\\nAt every fall smoothing the raven down\\nOf darkness till it smiPd Comus. Line 249.\\nWho, as they sung, would take the prisoned soul\\nAnd lap it in Elysium. Line 256.\\nSuch sober certainty of waking bliss. Line 263.\\nI took it for a faery vision\\nOf some gay creatures of the element,\\nThat in the colours of the rainbow live,\\nAnd play i th plighted clouds. Line 298.\\nIt were a journey like the path to heaven,\\nTo help you find them. Line 303.\\nWith thy long levell d rule of streaming light. Line 340.\\nVirtue could see to do what virtue would\\nBy her own radiant light, though sun and moon\\nWere in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom s self\\nOft seeks to sweet retired solitude,\\nWhere with her best nurse Contemplation\\nShe plumes her feathers and lets grow her wings,\\nThat in the various bustle of resort\\nWere all-to ruffled, and sometimes impaired.\\nHe that has light within his own clear breast\\nMay sit i th centre and enjoy bright day\\nBut he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts\\nBenighted walks under the midday sun. Line 373.\\nThe unsunn d heaps\\nOf miser s treasure. Line 398.\\nT is chastity, my brother, chastity\\nShe that has that is clad in complete steel. Line 420.\\nSome say no evil thing that walks by night,\\nIn fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen,\\nBlue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0272.jp2"}, "269": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 245\\nThat breaks his magic chains at curfew time,\\nNo goblin, or swart fairy of the mine,\\nHath hurtful power o er true virginity. Comus. Line 432,\\nSo dear to heav n is saintly chastity,\\nThat when a soul is found sincerely so,\\nA thousand liveried angels lackey her,\\nDriving far off each thing of sin and guilt,\\nAnd in clear dream and solemn vision\\nTell her of things that no gross ear can hear,\\nTill oft converse with heav nly habitants\\nBegin to cast a beam on th outward shape. Line 453,\\nHow charming is divine philosophy\\nNot harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose,\\nBut musical as is Apollo s lute, 1\\nAnd a perpetual feast of nectar d sweets\\nWhere no crude surfeit reigns. Line 476.\\nAnd sweeten d every musk-rose of the dale. Line 496.\\nFill d the air with barbarous dissonance. Line 550.\\nI was all ear,\\nAnd took in strains that might create a soul\\nUnder the ribs of death. Line 560.\\nThat power\\nWhich erring men call Chance. Line 587.\\nIf this fail,\\nThe pillar d firmament is rottenness,\\nAnd earth s base built on stubble. Line 597.\\nThe leaf was darkish, and had prickles on it,\\nBut in another country, as he said,\\nBore a bright golden flow r, but not in this soil\\nUnknown, and like esteem d, and the dull swain\\nTreads on it daily with his clouted shoon. Line 63i.\\nEnter d the very lime-twigs of his spells,\\nAnd yet came off. Line 646.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 56.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0273.jp2"}, "270": {"fulltext": "246 MILTON.\\nThis cordial julep here,\\nThat flames and dances in his crystal bounds.\\nComus. Line 672.\\nBudge doctors of the Stoic fur. Line 707.\\nAnd live like Nature s bastards, not her sons. Line 727.\\nIt is for homely features to keep home,\\nThey had their name thence coarse complexions\\nAnd cheeks of sorry grain will serve to ply\\nThe sampler and to tease the huswife s wool.\\nWhat need a vermeil-tinctur d lip for that,\\nLove-darting eyes, or tresses like the morn Line 748.\\nSwinish gluttony\\nNe er looks to heav n amidst his gorgeous feast,\\nBut with besotted base ingratitude\\nCrams, and blasphemes his feeder. jjne 776.\\nEnjoy your dear wit and gay rhetoric,\\nThat hath so well been taught her dazzling fence.\\nLine 790.\\nHis rod revers d,\\nAnd backward mutters of dissevering power. Line 816.\\nSabrina fair,\\nListen where thou art sitting\\nUnder the glassy, cool, translucent wave,\\nIn twisted braids of lilies knitting\\nThe loose train of thy amber-dropping hair. Line 859.\\nBut now my task is smoothly done,\\nI can fly, or I can run. Line 1012.\\nOr if Virtue feeble were,\\nHeav n itself would stoop to her. Line 1022.\\nI come to pluck your berries harsh and crude,\\nAnd with forc d fingers rude\\nShatter your leaves before the mellowing year.\\nLycidas. Line 3.\\nHe knew\\nHimself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. Line 10.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0274.jp2"}, "271": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 247\\nWithout the meed of some melodious tear.\\nLycidas. Line 14.\\nUnder the opening eyelids of the morn. Line 26.\\nBut oh the heavy change, now thou art gone,\\n]N ow thou art gone and never must return Line 37.\\nThe gadding vine. Line 40.\\nAnd strictly meditate the thankless Muse. Line 66.\\nTo sport with Amaryllis in the shade,\\nOr with the tangles of Nesera s hair. Line 68.\\nFame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise\\n(That last infirmity of noble mind)\\nTo scorn delights, and live laborious days\\nBut the fair guerdon when we hope to find,\\nAnd think to burst out into sudden blaze,\\nComes the blind Fury with th abhorred shears\\nAnd slits the thin-spun life. Line 70.\\nFame is no plant that grows on mortal soil. Line 78.\\nIt was that fatal and perfidious bark,\\nBuilt in th eclipse, and rigg d with curses dark. Line 100.\\nThe pilot of the Galilean lake\\nTwo massy keys he bore, of metals twain\\n(The golden opes, the iron shuts amain). Lineioo.\\nBut that two-handed engine at the door\\nStands ready to smite once, and smite no more. Line 130.\\nThrow hither all your quaint enamelled eyes\\nThat on the green turf suck the honied showers,\\nAnd purple all the ground with vernal flowers.\\nBring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies,\\nThe tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine,\\n1 Erant quibus appet-entior famae yideretur, quando etiam sapientibus\\ncupido gloriae novissima exuitur (Some might consider him as too fond of\\nfame, for the desire of glory clings even to the best of men longer than any-\\nother passion) [said of Helvidins Priscus]. Tacitus Bistoria, iv. 6.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0275.jp2"}, "272": {"fulltext": "248 MILTON.\\nThe white pink, and the pansy freakt with jet,\\nThe glowing violet,\\nThe musk-rose, and the well-attir d woodbine,\\nWith cowslips wan that hang the pensive head,\\nAnd every flower that sad embroidery wears.\\nLycidas. Line 139.\\nSo sinks the day-star in the ocean bed,\\nAnd yet anon repairs his drooping head,\\nAnd tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore\\nFlames in the forehead of the morning sky. Line 168.\\nHe touch d the tender stops of various quills,\\nWith eager thought warbling his Doric lay. Line 188.\\nTo-morrow to fresh woods and pastures new. Line 193.\\nHaste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee\\nJest and youthful Jollity,\\nQuips and Cranks and wanton Wiles,\\nNods and Becks and wreathed Smiles, v Allegro. Line 25.\\nSport, that wrinkled Care derides,\\nAnd Laughter holding both his sides.\\nCome and trip it as ye go,\\nOn the light fantastic toe. Line 31.\\nThe mountain nymph, sweet Liberty. Line 36.\\nAnd every shepherd tells his tale\\nUnder the hawthorn in the dale. Line 67.\\nMeadows trim with daisies pied,\\nShallow brooks and rivers wide\\nTowers and battlements it sees\\nBosom d high in tufted trees,\\nWhere perhaps some beauty lies,\\nThe cynosure of neighboring eyes. Line 75.\\nHerbs, and other country messes,\\nWhich the neat-handed Phillis dresses. Line 85.\\nTo many a youth and many a maid\\nDancing in the chequer d shade. Line 95.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0276.jp2"}, "273": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 249\\nThen to the spicy nut-brown ale. V Allegro. Line 100.\\nTower d cities please us then,\\nAnd the busy hum of men. Line in.\\nLadies, whose bright eyes\\nRain influence, and judge the prize. Line 121.\\nSuch sights as youthful poets dream\\nOn summer eves by haunted stream.\\nThen to the well-trod stage anon,\\nIf Jonson s learned sock be on,\\n^Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy s child/\\nWarble his native wood-notes wild. Line 129.\\nAnd ever against eating cares\\nLap me in soft Lydian airs,\\nMarried to immortal verse, 1\\nSuch as the meeting soul may pierce,\\nIn notes with many a winding bout\\nOf linked sweetness long drawn out. Line 135.\\nUntwisting all the chains that tie\\nThe hidden soul of harmony. Line 143.\\nThe gay motes that people the sunbeams.\\nII Penseroso. Line 8.\\nAnd looks commercing with the skies,\\nThy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes. Line 39.\\nForget thyself to marble. Line 42.\\nAnd join with thee calm Peace and Quiet,\\nSpare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet. Line 45.\\nAnd add to these retired Leisure,\\nThat in trim gardens takes his pleasure. Line 49.\\nSweet bird, that shun st the noise of folly,\\nMost musical, most melancholy Line 61.\\n1 Wisdom married to immortal verse. Wordsworth: The Excursion,\\nbook vii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0277.jp2"}, "274": {"fulltext": "250 MILTOK\\nI walk unseen\\nOn the dry smooth-shaven green,\\nTo behold the wandering moon\\nBiding near her highest noon,\\nLike one that had been led astray\\nThrough the heav n s wide pathless way\\nAnd oft, as if her head she bow d,\\nStooping through a fleecy cloud. Penseroso. Line 65.\\nWhere glowing embers through the room\\nTeach light to counterfeit a gloom. Line 79.\\nFar from all resort of mirth\\nSave the cricket on the hearth. Line 81.\\nSometime let gorgeous Tragedy\\nIn sceptred pall come sweeping by,\\nPresenting Thebes, or Pelops line,\\nOr the tale of Troy divine. Line 97.\\nOr bid the soul of Orpheus sing\\nSuch notes as, warbled to the string,\\nDrew iron tears down Pluto s cheek. Line 105.\\nOr call up him that left half told\\nThe story of Cambuscan bold. Line 109.\\nWhere more is meant than meets the ear. Line 120.\\nWhen the gust hath blown his fill,\\nEnding on the rustling leaves\\nWith minute drops from off the eaves. Line 12s.\\nHide me from day s garish eye. Line ui.\\nAnd storied windows richly dight,\\nCasting a dim religious light. Line 159.\\nTill old experience do attain\\nTo something like prophetic strain. Line 173.\\nSuch sweet compulsion doth in music lie.\\nArcades. Line 68.\\nUnder the shady roof\\nOf branching elm star-proof. Line 88.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0278.jp2"}, "275": {"fulltext": "MILTON. 251\\nfairest flower no sooner blown but blasted,\\nSoft silken primrose fading timelessly.\\nOde on the Death of a fair Infant, dying of a Cough.\\nSuch as may make thee search the coffers round.\\nAt a Vacation Exercise. Line 31.\\nNo war or battle s sound\\nWas heard the world around.\\nHymn on Christ s Nativity. Line 53.\\nTime will run back and fetch the age of gold. Line 135.\\nSwinges the scaly horror of his folded tail. Line 172.\\nThe oracles are dumb,\\nNo voice or hideous hum\\nEuns through the arched roof in words deceiving.\\nApollo from his shrine\\nCan no more divine,\\nWith hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving.\\nNo nightly trance or breathed spell\\nInspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.\\nLine 173.\\nFrom haunted spring and dale\\nEdg d with poplar pale\\nThe parting genius is with sighing sent. Line 184.\\nPeor and Baalim\\nForsake their temples dim. Line 197.\\nWhat needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones,\\nThe labour of an age in piled stones\\nOr that his hallow d relics should be hid\\nUnder a star-y-pointing pyramid\\nDear son of memory, great heir of fame,\\nWhat need st thou such weak witness of thy name\\nEpitaph on Shakespeare.\\nAnd so sepulchred in such pomp dost lie,\\nThat kings for such a tomb would wish to die. ibid.\\nThy liquid notes that close the eye of day. 1\\nSonnet to the Nightingale.\\n1 See Chaucer, page 6.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0279.jp2"}, "276": {"fulltext": "252 MILTON.\\nAs ever in my great Taskmaster s eye.\\nOn his being arrived to the Age of Twenty -three.\\nThe great Emathian conqueror bid spare\\nThe house of Pindarus, when temple and tower\\nWent to the ground. When the Assault was intended to the City.\\nThat Old man eloquent. To the Lady Margaret Ley.\\nThat would have made Quintilian stare and gasp.\\nOn the Detraction which followed upon my writing certain Treatises.\\nLicense they mean when they cry, Liberty\\nFor who loves that must first be wise and good. iud.\\nPeace hath her victories\\nNo less renown d than war. To the Lord General Cromwell.\\nEv n them who kept thy truth so pure of old,\\nWhen all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones.\\nOn the late Massacre in Piedmont.\\nThousands at his bidding speed,\\nAnd post o er land and ocean without rest\\nThey also serve who only stand and wait. On his Blindness.\\nWhat neat repast shall feast us, light and choice,\\nUl AttlC taste To Mr. Lawrence.\\nIn mirth that after no repenting draws.\\nSonnet xxi. To Cyriac Skinner.\\nFor other things mild Heav n a time ordains,\\nAnd disapproves that care, though wise in show,\\nThat with superfluous burden loads the day,\\nAnd when God sends a cheerful hour, refrains. md.\\nYet I argue not\\nAgainst Heav n s hand or will, nor bate a jot\\nOf heart or hope but still bear up and steer\\nEight onward. Sonnet xxii. Ibid.\\nOf which all Europe rings from side to side. ibid.\\nBut oh as to embrace me she inclin d,\\nI wak d, she fled, and day brought back my night.\\nOn his Deceased Wife.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0280.jp2"}, "277": {"fulltext": "MILTOR 253\\nHave hung\\nMy clank and dropping weeds\\nTo the stern god of sea. j of Homo*. Book i. Ode 5.\\nFor such kind of borrowing as this, if* it be not bet-\\ntered by the borrower, among good authors is accounted\\nPlagiare.\\nTruth is as impossible to be soiled by any outward\\ntouch as the sunbeam. 1 Doetrnu wad DiscipUnt Dh\\nA poet soaring in the high reason of his fancies, with\\nhis garland and singing robes about him.\\nThe Season of Church Government. Introduci Book ii.\\nBy labour and intent study which I take to be my\\nportion in this life), joined with the strong propensity\\nof nature^ I might perhaps leave something so written to\\nafter times as they should not willingly let it die.\\nBeholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet\\nand still air of delightful studies.\\nHe who would not be frustrate of his hope to write\\nwell hereafter in laudable things ought himself to be a\\ntrue poem.\\nHis words, like so many nimble and airy servit\\ntrip about him at command.\\nLitigious terms, fat contentions, and flowing fe\\nTractate of E\\nI shall detain you no longer in the demonstration of\\nwhat we should not do. but straight conduct ye to a hill-\\nside, where I will point ye out the right path of a vir-\\ntuous and noble education laborious indeed at the first\\nascent, but else so smooth, so green, so full of goodly\\nprospect and melodious sounds on every side that the\\nharp of Orpheus was not more charming.\\n1 See Bacon, page 169.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0281.jp2"}, "278": {"fulltext": "254 MILTON.\\nEiiflamed with the study of learning and the admi-\\nration of virtue stirred up with high hopes of living\\nto be brave men and worthy patriots, dear to God, and\\nfamOUS to all ages. Tractate of Education.\\nOrnate rhetorick taught out of the rule of Plato.\\nTo which poetry would be made subsequent, or indeed\\nrather precedent, as being less suttle and fine, but more\\nsimple, sensuous, and passionate. iud.\\nIn those vernal seasons of the year, when the air is\\ncalm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness\\nagainst Nature not to go out and see her riches, and\\npartake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth. md.\\nAttic tragedies of stateliest and most regal argument.\\nIbid.\\nAs good almost kill a man as kill a good book who\\nkills a man kills a reasonable creature, God s image but\\nhe who destroys a good book kills reason itself.\\nAreopagitica.\\nA good book is the precious life-blood of a master-\\nspirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life\\nbeyond life. ibid.\\nSeasoned life of man preserved and stored up in\\nbooks. Ibid.\\nI cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unex-\\nercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees\\nher adversary, but slinks out of the race where that\\nimmortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and\\nheat. ibid.\\nWho shall silence all the airs and madrigals that\\nwhisper softness in chambers ibid.\\nMethinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant na-\\ntion rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and\\nshaking her invincible locks methinks I see her as", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0282.jp2"}, "279": {"fulltext": "MILTON. CLARENDON. 255\\nan eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her\\nundazzled eyes at the full midday beam.\\nAreopagitica.\\nThough all the winds of doctrine were let loose to\\nplay upon the earth, so Truth be in the field, we do in-\\ngloriously, by licensing and prohibiting, to misdoubt\\nher strength. Let her and Falsehood grapple who\\never knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open\\nencounter 1 ibid.\\nMen of most renowned virtue have sometimes by\\ntransgressing most truly kept the law. Tetrachordon.\\nBy this time, like one who had set out on his way by\\nnight, and travelled through a region of smooth or idle\\ndreams, our history now arrives on the confines, where\\ndaylight and truth meet us with a clear dawn, represent-\\ning to our view, though at a far distance, true colours\\nand Shapes. The History of England. Booh i.\\nSuch bickerings to recount, met often in these our\\nwriters, what more worth is it than to chronicle the wars\\nof kites or crows flocking and fighting in the air\\nBook iv.\\nEDWAED HYDE CLABEKDO^. 1608-1674.\\nHe [Hampden] had a head to contrive, a tongue to\\npersuade, and a hand to execute any mischief. 2\\nHistory of the Rebellion. Vol. Hi. Booh vii. 84.\\n1 Error of opinion may be tolerated where reason is left free to combat\\nit. Jefferson Inaugural Address.\\n2 In every deed of mischief he had a heart to resolve, a head to con-\\ntrive, and a hand to execute. Gibbon Decline and Fall of the Roman\\nEmpire, chap, xlviii.\\nHeart to conceive, the understanding to direct, or the hand to execute.\\nFrom Junius, letter xxxvii. Feb. 14, 1770.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0283.jp2"}, "280": {"fulltext": "256 SUCKLING.\\nSIR JOHN SUCKLING. 1609-1641.\\nHer feet beneath her petticoat\\nLike little mice stole in and out, 1\\nAs if they feared the light\\nBut oh, she dances such a way\\nNo sun upon an Easter-day\\nIs half so fine a sight.\\nBallad upon a Wedding^.\\nHer lips were red, and one was thin\\nCompared with that was next her chin,\\nSome bee had stung it newly. j^ t\\nWhy so pale and wan, fond lover\\nPrithee, why so pale\\nWill, when looking well can t move her,\\nLooking ill prevail\\nPrithee, why so pale gong.\\nT is expectation makes a blessing dear\\nHeaven were not heaven if we knew what it were.\\nAgainst Fruition.\\nShe is pretty to walk with,\\nAnd witty to talk with,\\nAnd pleasant, too, to think On. Brennoralt. Act U.\\nHer face is like the milky way i the sky,\\nA meeting of gentle lights without a name. Act Hi.\\nBut as when an authentic watch is shown,\\nEach man winds up and rectifies his own,\\nSo in Our very judgments. 2 Aglaura. Epilogue.\\nThe prince of darkness is a gentleman. 3 The Goblins.\\n1 See Herrick, page 202.\\n2 T is with our judgments as our watches, none\\nGo just alike, yet each believes his own.\\nPope Essay on Criticism, part i. line 9.\\n8 See Shakespeare, page 147.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0284.jp2"}, "281": {"fulltext": "SUCKLING. MONTROSE. DENHAM. 257\\nXick of time. The Goblins.\\nHigh characters/ cries one, and he would see\\nThings that ne er were, nor are, nor e er will be. 1\\nThe Goblins. Epilogue.\\nMAEQUIS OF MONTROSE. 1612-1650.\\nHe either fears his fate too much,\\nOr his deserts are small,\\nThat dares not put it to the touch\\nTo gain Or lose it all. 2 My Dear and only Love.\\nI 11 make thee glorious by my pen,\\nAnd famous by my sword. 3 ibid.\\nSIR JOHN DEXHAM. 1615-1668.\\nThough with those streams he no resemblance hold,\\nWhose foam is amber and their gravel gold\\nHis genuine and less guilty wealth t explore,\\nSearch not his bottom, but survey his shore.\\nCoopers Hill. Line 165.\\nOh, could I flow like thee, and make thy stream\\nMy great example, as it is my theme\\nThough deep, yet clear though gentle, yet not dull\\nStrong without rage without o erflowing, full. Line 189.\\n1 Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see,\\nThinks what ne er was, nor is, nor e er shall be.\\nPope Essay on Criticism, part ii. line 53.\\nThere s no such thing in Nature, and you 11 draw\\nA faultless monster which the world ne er saw.\\nSheffield Essay on Poetry.\\n2 That puts it not unto the touch\\nTo win or lose it all.\\nXapiePv: Montrose and the Covenanters,\\nvol. ii. p. 566.\\n3 I 11 make thee famous by my pen,\\nAnd glorious by my sword.\\nScott Legend of Montrose, chap. xv.\\n17", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0285.jp2"}, "282": {"fulltext": "258 DENHAM. CRASHAW.\\nActions of the last age are like almanacs of the last\\nyear. The Sophy. A Tragedy.\\nBut whither am I strayed I need not raise\\nTrophies to thee from other men s dispraise\\n]STor is thy fame on lesser ruins built\\nNor needs thy juster title the foul guilt\\nOf Eastern kings, who, to secure their reign,\\nMust have their brothers, sons, and kindred slain. 1\\nOn Mr. John Fletcher s Works.\\nKICHAED CRASHAW. Circa 1616-1650.\\nThe conscious water saw its God and blushed. 2 Epigram.\\nWhoe er she be,\\nThat not impossible she,\\nThat shall command my heart and me.\\nWishes to his Supjwsed Mistress.\\nWhere er she lie,\\nLocked up from mortal eye,\\nIn shady leaves of destiny. ibid.\\nDays that need borrow\\nNo part of their good morrow\\nFrom a fore-spent night of sorrow. ibid.\\nLife that dares send\\nA challenge to his end,\\nAnd when it comes, say, Welcome, friend ibid.\\n1 Poets are sultans, if they had their will\\nFor every author would his brother kill.\\nOrrery Prologues (according to Johnson).\\nShould such a man, too fond to rule alone,\\nBear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne.\\nPope Prologue to the Satires, line 197.\\n2 Nympha pudica Deum vidit, et erubuit (The modest Nymph saw the god,\\nand blushed). Epigrammationa Sacra. Aquce in vinum versa, p. 299.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0286.jp2"}, "283": {"fulltext": "CRASHAW. LOVELACE. 259\\nSydneian showers\\nOf sweet disc )urse. whose powers\\nCan crown old Winter s head with flowers.\\nA happy soul, that all the way\\nTo heaven hath a summer s day.\\nIn Praia Lm s R\\\\ :f Hez .y.\\nThe modest front of this sma^l floor.\\nBelieve me. reader, can say more\\nThan many a braver marble can.\\nHere lies a truly honest man z iuy u, as\\nRICHAED LOVELACE. 1618-165\\nOh. could you view the melody\\nOf every grace\\nAnd music of her face. 1\\nYou *d drop a tear\\nSeeing more harmony\\nIn hei bright e\\nThan now you hear. Orpheus to Beasts.\\nI could not love th much.\\nLov d I not honour more\\nTa L:. casta, tike Wan\\nWhen flowing cups pass swiftly rom\\nWith a: ahaving Ihara^.\\nTo\\nPishes that tipple in the lee]\\nKnow no such liberty. 7-;\\n1 See Browne, rare 21S.\\nThe mind, the music breathing from her face Byro Bride ofAby-\\nSee Shakespeare, page If", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0287.jp2"}, "284": {"fulltext": "260 LOVELACE. COWLEY.\\nStone walls do not a prison make,\\nNor iron bars a cage\\nMinds innocent and quiet take\\nThat for an hermitage\\nIf I have freedom in my love,\\nAnd in my soul am free,\\nAngels alone that soar above\\nEnjoy SUCh liberty. To Alt hea from Prison, iv.\\nABEAHAM COWLEY. 1618-1667.\\nWhat shall I do to be forever known,\\nAnd make the age to come my own The Motto.\\nHis time is forever, everywhere his place.\\nFriendship in Absence.\\nWe spent them not in toys, in lusts, or wine,\\nBut search of deep philosophy,\\nWit, eloquence, and poetry\\nArts which I lov d, for they, my friend, were thine.\\nOn the Death of Mr. William Harvey.\\nHis faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might\\nBe wrong his life, I m sure, was in the right. 1\\nOn the Death of Crashaw.\\nThe thirsty earth soaks up the rain,\\nAnd drinks, and gapes for drink again\\nThe plants suck in the earth, and are\\nWith constant drinking fresh and fair.\\nFrom Anacreon, ii. Drinking.\\nFill all the glasses there, for why\\nShould every creature drink but I\\nWhy, man of morals, tell me why iud.\\n1 For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight,\\nHe can t be wrong whose life is in the right.\\nPope Essay on Man, epilogue Hi. line 303.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0288.jp2"}, "285": {"fulltext": "COWLEY. 261\\nA mighty pain to love it is,\\nAnd t is a pain that pain to miss\\nBut of all pains, the greatest pain\\nIt is to love, but love in vain. From Anacreon, vii. Gold.\\nHope, of all ills that men endure,\\nThe only cheap and universal cure. The Mistress. For Hope.\\nTh adorning thee with so much art\\nIs but a barbarous skill\\nT is like the pois ning of a dart,\\nTOO apt before to kill. The Waiting Maid.\\nNothing is there to come, and nothing past,\\nBut an eternal now does always last. 1\\nDavideis. Boole i. Line 25.\\nWhen Israel was from bondage led,\\nLed by the Almighty s hand\\nFrom out of foreign land,\\nThe great sea beheld and fled. Line 41.\\nAn harmless flaming meteor shone for hair,\\nAnd fell adown his shoulders with loose care. 2\\nBooh ii. Line 95.\\nThe monster London laugh at me. Of Solitude, xi.\\nLet but thy wicked men from out thee go,\\nAnd all the fools that crowd thee so,\\nEven thou, who dost thy millions boast,\\nA village less than Islington wilt grow,\\nA solitude almost. ibid. vii.\\nThe fairest garden in her looks,\\nAnd in her mind the wisest books. The Garden, i.\\nGod the first garden made, and the first city Cain. 3\\nIbid. ii.\\n1 One of our poets (which is it?) speaks of an everlasting now. Southey\\nThe Doctor, chap. xxv. p. 1.\\n2 Loose his beard and hoary hair\\nStream d like a meteor to the troubled air.\\nGray: The Bard, i.2.\\n3 See Bacon, page 167.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0289.jp2"}, "286": {"fulltext": "262 COWLEY. VENNING. MARVELL.\\nHence, ye profane I hate ye all,\\nBoth the great vulgar and the small.\\nHorace. Boole Hi. Ode 1.\\nCharm d with the foolish whistling of a name. 1\\nVirgil, Georgics. Book ii. Line 72.\\nWords that weep and tears that speak. 2 The Prophet.\\nWe griev d, we sigh d, we wept we never blush d before.\\nDiscourse concerning the Government of Oliver Cromwell.\\nThus would I double my life s fading space\\nFor he that runs it well, runs twice his race. 3\\nDiscourse xi. Of Myself St. xi.\\nKALPH YENNING. 1620(?)-1673.\\nAll the beauty of the world, t is but skin deep. 4\\nOrthodoxe Paradoxes. (Third edition, 1650.) The Triumph of\\nAssurance, p. 41.\\nThey spare the rod, and spoyle the child. 5\\nMysteries and Revelations, p. 5. (1649.)\\nANDREW MARVELL. 1620-1678.\\nOrange bright,\\nLike golden lamps in a green night. Bermudas.\\nAnd all the way, to guide their chime,\\nWith falling oars they kept the time. ibid.\\n1 Ravish d with the whistling of a name. Pope: Essay on Man, epistle\\niv. line 281.\\n2 Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn. Gray Progress of\\nPoesy, Hi. 3, 4.\\n3 For he lives twice who can at once employ\\nThe present well, and ev n the past enjoy.\\nPope: Imitation of Martial.\\n4 Many a dangerous temptation comes to us in fine gay colours that are\\nbut skin-deep. Henry Commentaries. Genesis Hi.\\n5 See Skelton, page 8.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0290.jp2"}, "287": {"fulltext": "MARVELL. HENSHAW. VAUGHAN. 263\\nIn busy companies of men. The Garden. (Translated.)\\nAnnihilating all that J s made\\nTo a green thought in a green shade. ibid.\\nThe world in all doth but two nations bear,\\nThe good, the bad and these mixed everywhere.\\nThe Loyal Scot.\\nThe inglorious arts of peace.\\nUpon CromwelVs return from Ireland.\\nHe nothing common did, or mean,\\nUpon that memorable scene. md.\\nSo much one man can do,\\nThat does both act and know. ibid.\\nTo make a bank was a great plot of state\\nInvent a shovel, and be a magistrate.\\nThe Character of Holland.\\nJOSEPH HEXSHAW. 1 1678.\\nMan s life is like unto a winter s day,\\nSome break their fast and so depart away\\nOthers stay dinner, then depart full fed\\nThe longest age but sups and goes to bed.\\nreader, then behold and see\\nAs we are now, so must you be.\\nEorce Sucissive (1631).\\nHEXEY VAUGHAK 1621-1695.\\nBut felt through all this fleshly dress\\nBright shoots of everlastingness. The Retreat\\nI see them walking in an air of glory\\nWhose light doth trample on my days,\\n1 Bishop of Peterborough, 1663.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0291.jp2"}, "288": {"fulltext": "264 VAUGHAN. SIDNEY.\\nMy days, which are at best but dull and hoary,\\nMere glimmering and decays. They are all gon\u00e2\u0082\u00act\\nDear, beauteous death, the jewel of the just\\nShining nowhere but in the dark\\nWhat mysteries do lie beyond thy dust,\\nCould man outlook that mark Ibidt\\nAnd yet, as angels in some brighter dreams\\nCall to the soul when man doth sleep,\\nSo some strange thoughts transcend our wonted themes,\\nAnd into glory peep. mdt\\nThen bless thy secret growth, nor catch\\nAt noise, but thrive unseen and dumb\\nKeep clean, be as fruit, earn life, and watch\\nTill the white-wing d reapers come\\nThe Seed growing secretly.\\nALGERNON SIDNEY. 1622-1683.\\nManus haec inimica tyrannis\\nEnse petit placidam sub libertate quietem. 1\\nFrom the Life and Memoirs of Algernon Sidney.\\nLiars ought to have good memories. 2\\nDiscourses on Government. Chap. ii. Sect. xv.\\nMen lived like fishes the great ones devoured the\\nsmall. 3 Sect, xviii.\\n1 His father writes to him, Aug. 30, 1660 It is said that the University\\nof Copenhagen brought their album unto you, desiring you to write some-\\nthing and that you did scribere in albo these words. It is said that the\\nfirst line is to be found in a patent granted in 1616 by Camden (Clareneieux).\\nNotes and Queries, March 10, 1866.\\n2 He who has not a good memory should never take upon him the trade of\\nlying. Montaigne: Book i. chap. ix. Of Liars.\\n3 See Shakespeare, page 161.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0292.jp2"}, "289": {"fulltext": "SIDNEY. WALKER. BUNYAN. 265\\nGod helps those who help themselves. 1\\nDiscourses on Government. Chap. ii. Sect, xxiii.\\nIt is not necessary to light a candle to the sun. 2 ibid.\\nWILLIAM WALKER. 1623-1684.\\nLearn to read slow all other graces\\nWill follow in their proper places. 3\\nThe Art of Reading.\\nJOHN BUNYAK 1628-1688.\\nAnd so I penned\\nIt down, until at last it came to be,\\nFor length and breadth, the bigness which you see.\\nPilgrim s Progress. Apology for his Book.\\nSome said, John, print it others said, Not so.\\nSome said, It might do good others said, No. 7\\nIbid\\nThe name of the slough was Despond. Parti.\\nEvery fat must stand upon his bottom. 4 ibid.\\nDark as pitch. 5 ibid.\\nIt beareth the name of Vanity Fair, because the town\\nwhere t is kept is lighter than vanity. ibid.\\ni See Herbert, page 206.\\nHeaven ne er helps the men who will not act. Sophocles Frag-\\nment 288 (Plumptre s Translation).\\nHelp thyself, Heaven will help thee. La Fontaine Booh vi. fable 18.\\n2 Like his that lights a candle to the sun. Fletcher Letter to Sir\\nWalter Aston.\\nAnd hold their farthing candle to the sun. Young Satire vii. line 56.\\n3 Take time enough all other graces\\nWill soon fill up their proper places.\\nBykom Advice to preach slow.\\n4 Every tub must stand upon its bottom. Macklin The Man of the\\nWorld, act i. sc. 2.\\n5 Ray Proverbs. Gay The Shepherd s Week. Wednesday.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0293.jp2"}, "290": {"fulltext": "266 BUN YAN. TEMPLE. TILLOTSON. STOUGHTON.\\nThe palace Beautiful. Pilgrim s Progress. Part i.\\nThey came to the Delectable Mountains. ibid.\\nSome things are of that nature as to make\\nOne s fancy chuckle, while his heart doth ache.\\nThe Author s Way of sending forth his Second Part of the Pilgrim.\\nHe that is down needs fear no fall. 1 Part a.\\nSIB WILLIAM TEMPLE. 1628-1699.\\nBooks, like proverbs, receive their chief value from\\nthe stamp and esteem of ages through which they have\\npassed. Ancient and Modern Learning.\\nNo clap of thunder in a fair frosty day could more\\nastonish the world than our declaration of war against\\nHolland in 1672. Memoirs. Vol. ii. p. 255.\\nWhen all is done, human life is, at the greatest and\\nthe best, but like a froward child, that must be played\\nwith and humoured a little to keep it quiet till it falls\\nasleep, and then the care is over.\\nMiscellanea. Part ii. Of Poetry.\\nJOHN TILLOTSON. 1630-1694.\\nIf God were not a necessary Being of himself, he\\nmight almost seem to be made for the use and benefit\\nof men. 2\\nWILLIAM STOUGHTON. 1631-1701.\\nGod sifted a whole nation that he might send choice\\ngrain over into this wilderness. 3\\nElection Sermon at Boston, April 29, 1669.\\n1 See Butler, page 212.\\n2 If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him. Voltaire\\nA V Auteur du Livre des trois Tmposteurs. epitre cxl.\\n3 God had sifted three kingdoms to find the wheat for this planting.\\nLongfellow: Courtship of Miles Standish, iv.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0294.jp2"}, "291": {"fulltext": "DRYDEX. 267\\nJOHN DKYDEX. 1631-1701.\\nAbove any Greek or Eoman name. 1\\nUpon the Death of Lord Bastings. Line 76.\\nAnd threatening France, placed like a painted Jove,\\nKept idle thunder in his lifted hand.\\nAnnus Mirabilis. Stanza 39.\\nWhatever he did ^vas done vrith so much ease,\\nIn him alone twas natural to please.\\nAbsalom and Achitophel. Part i. Line 27.\\nA fiery soul, which, working out its way,\\nFretted the pygmy-body to decay,\\nAnd o er-inform d the tenement of clay. 2\\nA daring pilot in extremity\\nPleas d with the danger, when the waves went high\\nHe sought the storms. Line 156\\nGreat wits are sure to madness near allied,\\nAnd thin partitions do their bounds divide. 3 Line 163.\\nAnd all to leave what with his toil he won\\nTo that unfeather d two-legged thing, a son. Line 169.\\nEesolv d to ruin or to rule the state. Line 174.\\nAnd heaven had wanted one immortal song. Line W7.\\nBut wild Ambition loves to slide, not stand,\\nAnd Fortune s ice prefers to Virtue s land. 4 Line 198.\\n1 Above all Greek, above all Roman fame. Pope epistle i. booJc ii.\\nline 26.\\n2 See Fuller, page 222.\\n3 Xo excellent soul is exempt from a mixture of madness. Aristotle\\nProblem, sect. 30.\\nNullum magnum ingenium sine mixtura dementia? (There is no great\\ngenius without a tincture of madness). Seneca De Tranquitlitate\\nAnimi, 15.\\nWhat thin partitions sense from thought divide Pope Essay on\\nJfan, epistle i. line 226.\\n4 Greatnesse on Goodnesse loves to slide, not stand,\\nAnd leaves, for Fortune s ice, Yertue s ferme land.\\nKxolles History (under a portrait of Mustapha I.).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0295.jp2"}, "292": {"fulltext": "268 DRYDEN.\\nThe people s prayer, the glad diviner s theme,\\nThe young men s vision, and the old men s dream l\\nAbsalom and Achitophel. Part i. Line 238.\\nBehold him setting in his western skies,\\nThe shadows lengthening as the vapours rise. 2 Line 268.\\nThan a successive title long and dark,\\nDrawn from the mouldy rolls of Noah s ark. Linesoi.\\nNot only hating David, but the king. Line 512.\\nWho think too little, and who talk too much. 3 Line 534.\\nA man so various, that he seem d to be\\nNot one, but all mankind s epitome\\nStiff in opinions, always in the wrong,\\nWas everything by starts, and nothing long\\nBut in the course of one revolving moon\\nWas chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon. 4 Line 545.\\nSo over violent, or over civil,\\nThat every man with him was God or Devil. Line 557.\\nHis tribe were God Almighty s gentlemen. 6 Line 645.\\nHim of the western dome, whose weighty sense\\nFlows in fit words and heavenly eloquence. Line 868.\\n1 Your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions.\\nJoel ii. 28.\\n2 Like our shadows,\\nOur wishes lengthen as our sun declines.\\nYoung Night Thoughts, night v. line 661.\\n3 They always talk who never think. Prior Upon a Passage in the\\nScaligerana.\\n4 Grammaticus, rhetor, geometres, pictor, aliptes,\\nAugur, schoenobates, medicus, magus, omnia novit\\n(Grammarian, orator, geometrician; painter, gymnastic teacher, physician;\\nfortune-teller, rope-dancer, conjurer, he knew everything). Juvenal:\\nSatire Hi. line 76.\\n5 A Christian is God Almighty s gentleman. Julius Hare Guesses\\nat Truth.\\nA Christian is the highest style of man. Young Night Thoughts,\\nnight iv. line 788.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0296.jp2"}, "293": {"fulltext": "DRYDEX.\\nBeware the fury of a patient man. 1\\nAbsalom and Achitophei. Pari i. Lint 1005\\nMade still a bltind ring kind of melody;\\nSpurr d boldly on, and dashed through thick and thin, 2\\nThrough sense and nonsense, never out nor in.\\nPart Lime 413.\\nFor every inch that is not fool is rogue. l\\nMen met each other with erected look,\\nThe steps were higher that they took\\nFriends to congratulate their friends made haste.\\nAnd long inveterate foes saluted as they pass d.\\nTkremodia Augmstatu. Line 124.\\nFor truth has such a face and such a mien,\\nAs to be lov d needs only to be seer\\nThe Bind and the Panther. Pari i. Ldme 33.\\nAnd kind as kings upon their coronation day. u 2:1.\\nFor those whom God to ruin has iesign d,\\nHe tits for fate, and first destroys fcheii min\\nL 1\\nBut Shad well never deviates into sense.\\nne20.\\nOur vows are heard betimes and Heaven takes care\\nTo grant, before we can conclude the prayer\\nPreventing angels met it half the way,\\nAnd sent us back to praise, who came to pray. 5\\nBritann Line 1.\\n1 Furor fit besa saepius patientia (An over-taxed patience gives way to\\nfierce anger. Publics Sykus Maxim 289.\\nSee Spenser, page 28.\\n3 Vice is a monster of so frightful mien,\\nAs to be hated needs but to be seen.\\nPope: Essam oa Mam, epistle ii. Urn 217\\n4 Quos Deus vult perdere prius dementat (Whom God wishes to destroy\\nhe first deprives of reason). The author of this saying is unknown. Barnes\\nerroneously ascribes it to Euripides.\\n.i fools who came to scoff remain d to prav. Goldsmith 7 r\\nDtscrUd Village, line 180.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0297.jp2"}, "294": {"fulltext": "270 DRYDEN.\\nAnd torture one poor word ten thousand ways.\\nBritannia Rediviva. Line 208.\\nThus all below is strength, and all above is grace.\\nEpistle to Con gr eve. Line 19.\\nBe kind to my remains and oh defend,\\nAgainst your judgment, your departed friend Line 72.\\nBetter to hunt in fields for health unbought\\nThan fee the doctor for a nauseous draught.\\nThe wise for cure on exercise depend\\nGod never made his work for man to mend.\\nEpistle to John Dryden of Chesterton. Line 92,\\nWit will shine\\nThrough the harsh cadence of a rugged line.\\nTo the Memory of Mr. Oldham. Line 15.\\nSo softly death succeeded life in her,\\nShe did but dream of heaven, and she was there.\\nEleonora. Line 315.\\nSince heaven s eternal year is thine.\\nElegy on Mrs. Killegrew. Line 15.\\ngracious God how far have we\\nProf an d thy heavenly gift of poesy Line 56.\\nHer wit was more than man, her innocence a child. 1\\nLine 70.\\nHe was exhal d his gre^tt Creator drew\\nHis spirit, as the sun th\u00c2\u00a3 morning dew. 2\\nOn the Death of a very young Gentleman.\\nThree poets, in three distant ages born,\\nGreece, Italy, and England did adorn.\\nThe first in loftiness of thought surpassed\\nThe next, in majesty in both the last.\\n1 Of manners gentle, of affections mild,\\nIn wit a man, simplicity a child.\\nPope Epitaph on Gay.\\n2 Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew,\\nShe sparkl d, was exhal d, and went to heaven.\\nYoung Night Thoughts, night v. line 600.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0298.jp2"}, "295": {"fulltext": "DRYDEN. 271\\nThe force of Nature could no further go\\nTo make a third, she joiii d the former two. 1\\nUnder Mr. Milton s Picture.\\nFrom harmony, from heavenly harmony,\\nThis universal frame began\\nFrom harmony to harmony\\nThrough all the compass of the notes it ran,\\nThe diapason closing full in Man.\\nA Song for St Cecilia s Day. Line 11.\\niSTone but the brave deserves the fair.\\nAlexander s Feast. Line 15.\\nWith ravish d ears\\nThe monarch hears\\nAssumes the god,\\nAffects to nod,\\nAnd seems to shake the spheres. Line 37.\\nBacchus, ever fair and ever young. Line 54.\\nRich the treasure,\\nSweet the pleasure,\\nSweet is pleasure after pain. Line 58.\\nSooth d with the sound, the king grew vain\\nFought all his battles o er again\\nAnd thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the\\nSlain. Line 66.\\nFallen, fallen, fallen, fallen,\\nFallen from his high estate,\\nAnd weltering in his blood\\nDeserted, at his utmost need,\\nBy those his former bounty fed,\\nOn the bare earth exposed he lies,\\nWith not a friend to close his eyes. Line 77.\\n1 Grrecia Maeonidam, jactet sibi Roma Maronem,\\nAnglia Miltonum jactat utrique parem\\n(Greece boasts her Homer, Rome can Virgil claim\\nEngland can either match in Milton s fame).\\nSelvaggi Ad Joannem Miltonum.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0299.jp2"}, "296": {"fulltext": "272 DKYDEN.\\nFor pity melts the mind to love. 1\\nAlexander s Feast. Line 96.\\nSoftly sweet, in Lydian measures,\\nSoon he sooth d his soul to pleasures.\\nWar, he sung, is toil and trouble\\nHonour but an empty bubble\\nNever ending, still beginnings\\nFighting still, and still destroying.\\nIf all the world be worth the winning,\\nThink, oh think it worth enjoying\\nLovely Thais sits beside thee,\\nTake the good the gods provide thee. Xme 97.\\nSigh d and look d, and sigh d again. Line 120.\\nAnd, like another Helen, fir d another Troy. Line 154.\\nCould swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.\\nLine 160.\\nHe rais d a mortal to the skies,\\nShe drew an angel down. Line 169.\\nA very merry, dancing, drinking,\\nLaughing, quaffing, and unthinking time.\\nThe Secular Masque. Line 40.\\nFool, not to know that love endures no tie,\\nAnd Jove but laughs at lovers perjury. 2\\nPalamon and Arcite. Book it. Line 758.\\nFor Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.\\nThe Cock and the Fox. Line 452.\\nAnd that one hunting, which the Devil design d\\nFor one fair female, lost him half the kind.\\nTheodore and Honoria. Line 227.\\nOld as I am, for ladies love unfit,\\nThe power of beauty I remember yet.\\nCymon and Iphigenia. Line 1.\\n1 See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 198.\\n2 This proverb Dryden repeats in Amphitryon, act i. sc. 2.\\nSee Shakespeare, page 106.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0300.jp2"}, "297": {"fulltext": "DKYDEN. 273\\nWhen beauty fires the blood, how love exalts the mind\\nCymon and Iphigenia. Line 41.\\nHe trudg d along unknowing what he sought,\\nAnd whistled as he went, for want of thought. Line 84.\\nThe fool of nature stood with stupid eyes\\nAnd gaping mouth, that testified surprise. Line 107.\\nLove taught him shame and shame, with love at strife,\\nSoon taught the sweet civilities of life. Line 133.\\nShe hugg d the offender, and forgave the offence\\nSex to the last. 1 Line 367.\\nAnd raw in fields the rude militia swarms,\\nMouths without hands maintained at vast expense,\\nIn peace a charge, in war a weak defence\\nStout once a month they march, a blustering band,\\nAnd ever but in times of need at hand. Line 400.\\nOf seeming arms to make a short essay,\\nThen hasten to be drunk, the business of the day.\\nLine 407.\\nHappy who in his verse can gently steer\\nFrom grave to light, from pleasant to severe. 2\\nThe Art of Poetry. Canto i. Line 75.\\nHappy the man. and happy he alone,\\nHe who can call to-day his own\\nHe who, secure within, can say,\\nTo-morrow, do thy worst, for I have liv d to-day. 3\\nImitatian of Horace. Book Hi. Ode 29, Line 65.\\n1 And love the offender, yet detest the offence. Pope Eloisa to Abelard,\\nline 192.\\n2 Heureux qui, dans ses vers, sait d une voix legere,\\nPasser du grave au doux, dn plaisant aii severe.\\nBoileau V Art Poetique, chant 1*\\nFormed by thy converse, happily to steer\\nFrom grave to gay, from lively to severe.\\nPope Essay on Man, epistle iv. line 379.\\n3 Serenely full, the epicure would say,\\nFate cannot harm me I have dined to-day.\\nSydney Smith Recipe for Salad.\\n18", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0301.jp2"}, "298": {"fulltext": "274 DRYDEN.\\nNot heaven itself upon the past has power\\nBut what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.\\nImitation of Horace. Book Hi. Ode 29, Line 71.\\nI can enjoy her while she s kind\\nBut when she dances in the wind,\\nAnd shakes the wings and will not stay,\\nI puff the prostitute away. Line 8i.\\nAnd virtue, though in rags, will keep nie warm. Line 87.\\nArms and the man I sing, who, forced by fate\\nAnd haughty Juno s unrelenting hate.\\nVirgil, ^Eneid. Line 1.\\nAnd new-laid eggs, which Baucis busy care\\nTurn d by a gentle fire and roasted rare. 1\\nOvid, Metamorphoses, Booh viii. Baucis and Philemon, Line 97.\\nIll habits gather by unseen degrees,\\nAs brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.\\nBook xv. The Worship of JEsculapius, Line 155.\\nShe knows her man, and when you rant and swear,\\nCan draw you to her with a single hair. 2\\nPersius. Satire v. Line 246.\\nLook round the habitable world how few\\nKnow their own good, or knowing it, pursue.\\nJuvenal. Satire x.\\nOur souls sit close and silently within,\\nAnd their own web from their own entrails spin\\nAnd when eyes meet far off, our sense is such,\\nThat, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch. 3\\nMaria ge a la Mode. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nThespis, the first professor of our art,\\nAt country wakes sung ballads from a cart.\\nPrologue to Lee s Sophonisba.\\n1 Our scanty mutton scrags on Fridays, and rather more savoury, but\\ngrudging, portions of the same flesh, rotten-roasted or rare, on the Tues-\\ndays. Charles Lamb Christ s Hospital fve-and-thirty Years Ago.\\n2 See Burton, page 191.\\n8 See Davies, page 176.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0302.jp2"}, "299": {"fulltext": "DRYDEX. 275\\nErrors, like straws, upon the surface flow\\nHe who would search for pearls must dive below.\\nAH for Love. Prologue.\\nMen are but children of a larger growth. Act iv. Sc. i.\\nYour ignorance is the mother of your devotion to me. 1\\nThe Maiden Queen. Act i. Sc 2.\\nBurn daylight. Act ii. Sc. i.\\nI am resolved to grow fat. and look young till forty. 2\\nAct Hi. Sc. 1.\\nBut Shakespeare s magic could not copied be\\nWithin that circle none durst walk but he.\\nThe Tempest. Prologue.\\nI am as free as ZSTature first made man.\\nEre the base laws of servitude began,\\nWhen wild in woods the noble savage ran.\\nThe Conquest of Granada. Part i. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nForgiveness to the injured does belong\\nBut they ne er pardon who have done the wrong. 3\\nPart ii. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nWhat precious drops are those\\nWhich silently each other s track pursue,\\nBright as young diamonds in their infant dew\\nAct Hi. Sc. 1.\\nFame then was cheap, and the first comer sped\\nAnd they have kept it since by being dead. Epilogue.\\n1 See Burton, page 193.\\n2 Fat, fair, and forty. Scott St. Bonan s. Well. chap. vii.\\nMrs. Trench, in a letter, Feb. 18. 1816. writes: Lord is going\\nto marry Lady a fat, fair, and fifty card-playing resident of the\\nCrescent.\\n3 Quos laeserunt et odernnt (Whom they have injured they also hate).\\nSeneca De Ira, lib. ii. cap. 33.\\nProprium humani ingenii est odisse quem laeseris (It belongs to human\\nnature to hate those you have injured). Tacitus Agricola, 42. 4.\\nChi fa ingiuria non perdona mai (He never pardons those he injures).\\nItalian Proverb.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0303.jp2"}, "300": {"fulltext": "276 DRYDEN.\\nDeath in itself is nothing but we fear\\nTo be we know not what, we know not where.\\nAurengzebe. Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nWhen I consider life, t is all a cheat.\\nYet f ooFd with hope, men favour the deceit\\nTrust on, and think to-morrow will repay.\\nTo-morrow s falser than the former day\\nLies worse, and while it says we shall be blest\\nWith some new joys, cuts off what we possest.\\nStrange cozenage none would live past years again,\\nYet all hope pleasure in what yet remain x\\nAnd from the dregs of life think to receive\\nWhat the first sprightly running could not give. ibid.\\nT is not for nothing that we life pursue\\nIt pays our hopes with something still that s new. ibid.\\nAll delays are dangerous in war. Tyrannic Love. Acti.Sc.i.\\nPains of love be sweeter far\\nThan all other pleasures are. Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nWhatever is, is in its causes just. 2 (Edipus. Act m. Sc. 1.\\nHis hair just grizzled,\\nAs in a green old age. 3 ibid.\\n.Of no distemper, of no blast he died,\\nBut fell like autumn fruit that mellow d long,\\nEven wonder d at, because he dropp d no sooner.\\nFate seem d to wind him up for fourscore years,\\nYet freshly ran he on ten winters more\\nTill like a clock worn out with eating time, \\\\^y\\nThe wheels of weary life at last stood still. Act iv. Sc. l.\\nShe, though in full-blown flower of glorious beauty,\\nGrows cold even in the summer of her age. ibid.\\n1 There are not eight finer lines in Lucretius Macaulay History of\\nEngland, chap, xviii.\\n2 Whatever is, is right. Pope Essay on Man, epistle i. line 289.\\n3 A green old age unconscious of decay. Pope The Iliad, book xxiii.\\nline 929.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0304.jp2"}, "301": {"fulltext": "DRYDEX. 277\\nThere is a pleasure sure\\nIn being mad which none but madmen know. 1\\nThe Spanish Friar. Act it. Sc, 1.\\nLord of humankind. 2 ibid.\\nBless the hand that gave the blow. 3 jud.\\nSecond thoughts, they say. are best. 4 Act U. Sc. 2.\\nHe s a sure card. ibid.\\nAs sure as a gun. 5 Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nXor can his blessed soul look down from heaven.\\nOr break the eternal sabbath of his rest. Act v. Sc. 2.\\nThis is the porcelain clay of humankind. 6\\nDon Sebastian. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nI have a soul that like an ample shield\\nCan take in all, and verge enough for more. 7 [bid.\\nA knock-down argument t is but a word and a blow.\\nAmphitryon. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nWhistling to keep myself from being afraid. 8 Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nThe true Amphitryon. 9 Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nThe Spectacles of books. Essay on Dramatic Poetry.\\n1 There is a pleasure in poetic pains.\\nWhich only poets know.\\nCowper The Timepiece, line 285.\\n2 Lords of humankind. Goldsmith The Traveller, line 327.\\n3 Adore the hand that gives the blow. Pomfret: Verses to his Friend.\\n4 Among mortals second thoughts are the wisest. Euripides Hippo-\\nlytus, 438.\\n5 See Butler, page 211.\\n6 The precious porcelain of human clay. Byrox Don Juan, canto ir.\\nstanza 11.\\n7 Give ample room and verge enough. Gray The Bard, it. 1.\\n8 Whistling aloud to bear his courage up. Blair The Grave, line 58.\\n9 Le veritable Amphitryon\\nEst P Amphitryon ou Ton dine\\n(The true Amphitryon is the Amphitryon where we dine).\\nMoliere Amphitryon, act iii. sc. 5-.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0305.jp2"}, "302": {"fulltext": "278 ROSCOMMON. KEN. POWELL. NEWTON.\\nEAEL OF KOSCOMMON. 1633-1684.\\nRemember Milo s end,\\nWedged in that timber which he strove to rend.\\nEssay on Translated Verse. Line 87.\\nAnd choose an author as you choose a friend. Line 96.\\nImmodest words admit of no defence,\\nFor want of decency is want of sense. Line 113.\\nThe multitude is always in the wrong. Line 184.\\nMy God, my Father, and my Friend,\\nDo not forsake me at my end. Translation of Dies Tree.\\nTHOMAS KEN. 1637-1711.\\nPraise God, from whom all blessings flow\\nPraise Him, all creatures here below\\nPraise Him above, ye heavenly host\\nPraise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost\\nMorning and Evening Hymn.\\nSIR JOHN POWELL. 1713.\\nLet us consider the reason of the case. For nothing\\nis law that is not reason. 1\\nCoggs vs. Bernard, 2 Lord Raymond, 911.\\nISAAC NEWTON. 1642-1727.\\nI do not know what I may appear to the world but to\\nmyself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on\\nthe sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then\\nfinding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordi-\\nnary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered\\nbelore me. Brewster s Memoirs of Newton. Vol. ii. Chap, xxvii.\\n1 See Coke, page 24. 2 See Milton, page 241.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0306.jp2"}, "303": {"fulltext": "ROCHESTER. SHEFFIELD. 279\\nEAEL OF EOCHESTEE. 1647-1680.\\nAngels listen when she speaks\\nShe s my delight, all mankind s wonder\\nBut my jealous heart would break\\nShould we live one day asunder. Song.\\nHere lies our sovereign lord the king,\\nWhose word no man relies on\\nHe never says a foolish thing,\\nNor ever does a wise one.\\nWritten on the Bedchamber Door of Charles II.\\nAnd ever since the Conquest have been fools.\\nArtemisia in the Town to Chloe in the Country.\\nEor pointed satire I would Buckhurst choose,\\nThe best good man with the worst-natured muse. 1\\nAn allusion to Horace, Satire x. Booh i.\\nA merry monarch, scandalous and poor. On the King.\\nIt is a very good world to live in,\\nTo lend, or to spend, or to give in;\\nBut to beg or to borrow, or to get a man s own,\\nIt is the very worst world that ever was known. 2\\nSHEFFIELD, DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM-\\nSHIEE. 1649-1720.\\nOf all those arts in which the wise excel,\\n[Nature s chief masterpiece is writing well.\\nEssay on Poetry.\\nThere s no such thing in Nature and you 11 draw\\nA faultless monster which the world ne er saw. 3 ibid.\\n1 Thou best-humour 1 d man with the worst-hum our d muse Gold-\\nsmith Retaliation Postscript.\\n2 These last four lines are attributed to Rochester.\\n3 See Suckling, page 257.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0307.jp2"}, "304": {"fulltext": "280 SHEFFIELD OTWAY.\\nEead Homer once, and you can read no more\\nFor all books else appear so mean, so poor,\\nVerse will seem prose but still persist to read,\\nAnd Homer will be all the books you need.\\nEssay on Poetry.\\nTHOMAS OTWAY. 1651-1685.\\nwoman lovely woman Nature made thee\\nTo temper man we had been brutes without you.\\nAngels are painted fair, to look like you\\nThere s in you all that we believe of heaven,\\nAmazing brightness, purity, and truth,\\nEternal joy, and everlasting love.\\nVenice Preserved. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nDear as the vital warmth that feeds my life\\nDear as these eyes, that weep in fondness o er thee. 1\\nAct v. Sc. 1.\\nAnd die with decency. Sc. 3.\\nWhat mighty ills have not been done by woman\\nWho was t betrayed the Capitol A woman\\nWho lost Mark Antony the world A woman\\nWho was the cause of a long ten years war,\\nAnd laid at last old Troy in ashes Woman\\nDestructive, damnable, deceitful woman 2\\nThe Orphan. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nLet us embrace, and from this very moment vow an\\neternal misery together. 3 Act iv. Sc. 2.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 112.\\nDear as the light that visits these sad e} T es\\nDear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.\\nGray The Bard, part i. stanza 3.\\n2 O woman, woman when to ill thy mind\\nIs bent, all hell contains no fouler fiend.\\nPope Homer s Odyssey, book xi. line 531.\\n8 Let us swear an eternal friendship. Frere The Movers, act i. sc 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0308.jp2"}, "305": {"fulltext": "FLETCHER. LEE. NORRIS. 281\\nANDREW FLETCHER OF SALTOUX. 1653-1716.\\nI knew a very wise man that believed that if a man\\nwere permitted to make all the ballads, he need not care\\nwho should make the laws of a nation.\\nLetter to the Marquis of Montrose, the Earl of R thes, etc.\\nNATHANIEL LEE. 1655-1692.\\nThen he will talk good gods how he will talk 1\\nAlexander the Great. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nVows with so much passion, swears with so much grace.\\nThat t is a kind of heaven to be deluded by him. ibid.\\nWhen Greeks joined Greeks, then was the tug of war.\\nAct iv. Sc. 2.\\nTis beauty calls, and glory shows the way. 2 ibid.\\nMan, false man, smiling, destructive man\\nTheodosius. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nJOHX XOEEIS. 1657-1711\\nHow fading are the joys we dote upon\\nLike apparitions seen and gone.\\nBut those which soonest take their flight\\nAre the most exquisite and strong.\\nLike angels visits, short and bright 3\\nMortality s too weak to bear them long.\\nThe Parting.\\n1 See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 197.\\n2 Leads the way in the stage editions, which contain various interpo-\\nlations, among them\\nSee the conquering hero comes\\nSound the trumpet, beat the drums\\nwhich was first used by Handel in Joshua. and afterwards transferred\\nto Judas Maccabaeus. The text of both oratorios was written by Dr.\\nThomas Morell, a clergyman.\\n3 Like those of angels, short and far between. Blair The Grave,\\nline 588.\\nLike angel visits, few and far between. Campbell Pleasures of\\nHope, part ii. line 378.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0309.jp2"}, "306": {"fulltext": "282 DENNIS. SOUTHERNE. HENRY.\\nJOHN DENNIS. 1657-1734.\\nA man who could make so vile a pun would not scruple\\nto pick a pocket. The Gentleman s Magazine. Vol. li. Page 324.\\nThey will not let my play run and yet they steal my\\nthunder. 1\\nTHOMAS SOUTHERNE. 1660-1746.\\nPity S akin to love. 2 Oroonoka. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nOf the king s creation you may be but he who makes a\\ncount ne er made a man. 3\\nSir Anthony Love. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nMATHEW HENRY. 4 1662-1714.\\nThe better day, the Worse deed. 5 Commentaries. Genesis Hi.\\nMany a dangerous temptation comes to us in fine gay\\ncolours that are but skin-deep. 6 md.\\n1 Our author, for the advantage of this play Appius and Virginia\\nhad invented a new species of thunder, which was approved of by the actors,\\nand is the very sort that at present is used in the theatre. The tragedy\\nhowever was coldly received, notwithstanding such assistance, and was acted\\nbut a short time. Some nights after, Mr. Dennis, being in the pit at the\\nrepresentation of Macbeth, heard his own thunder made use of; upon\\nwhich he rose in a violent passion, and exclaimed, with an oath, that it was\\nhis thunder. See, said he, how the rascals use me They will not let\\nmy play run, and yet they steal my thunder Biographia Britannica,\\nvol. v. p. 103.\\n2 See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 198.\\n3 I weigh the man, not his title; tis not the king s stamp can make the\\nmetal better. AVycherley: The Plaindealer, act i. sc. 1.\\nA prince can make a belted knight,\\nA marquis, duke, and a that\\nBut an honest man s aboon his might:\\nGuid faith, he maunna fa that.\\nBurns For a that and a that.\\n4 Mathew Henry says of his father, Rev. Philip Henry (1631-1691): He\\nwould say sometimes, when he was in the midst of the comforts of this\\nlife, All this, and heaven too Life of Rev. Philip ffenry, p. 70.\\n(London, 1830.)\\n5 See Middleton, page 172. 6 See Venning, page 262.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0310.jp2"}, "307": {"fulltext": "HENRY. 283\\nSo great was the extremity of his pain and anguish\\nthat he did not only sigh but roar. 1 Commentaries. Job Hi.\\nTo their own second thoughts. 2 ro\\nHe rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.\\nPsalm xxxvi.\\nOur creature comforts. xxxvii.\\nXone so deaf as those that will not hear. 3 urn.\\nThey that die by famine die by inches. u x\\nTo fish in troubled waters. u.\\nHere is bread, which strengthens man s heart, and\\ntherefore called the staff of life. 4 civ.\\nHearkners, we say, seldom hear good of themselves.\\nEcclesiastes mi.\\nIt was a common saying among the Puritans, Brown\\nbread and the Gospel is good fare. Isaiah xxx.\\nBlushing is the colour of virtue. 5 Jeremiah Hi.\\nIt is common for those that are farthest from God, to\\nboast themselves most of their being near to the Church. 6\\nvli.\\nXone so blind as those that will not see. 7 xx\\nZSTot lost, but gone before. 8 Matthew ii.\\n1 Nature says best; and she says, Roar! Edgeworth Ormond.\\nchap. v. (King Corny in a paroxysm of gout.)\\n2 I consider biennial elections as a security that the sober second thought\\nof the people shall be law. Fisher Ames On Biennial Elections, 1788.\\n3 See Heywood, page 19.\\n4 Bread is the staff of life. Swift Tale of a Tub.\\nCome, which is the staffe of life. WixsijOW Good Newesfrom Neic\\nEngland, p. 47. (London, 1624.)\\nThe stay and the staff, the whole staff of bread. Isaiah Hi. 1.\\n5 Diogenes once saw a youth blushing, and said: Courage, my boy\\nthat is the complexion of virtue. Diogenes Laertius Diogenes, vi.\\n6 See Heywood, page 12.\\n7 There is none so blind as they that won t see. Swift Polite Con-\\nversation, dialogue Hi.\\n8 Literally from Seneca, Epistola Ixiii. 18.\\nXot dead, but gone before. Rogers Human Life", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0311.jp2"}, "308": {"fulltext": "284 HENRY. BENTLEY.\\nThose that are above business. Commentaries, Matthew xx.\\nBetter late than never. 1 xx i.\\nSaying and doing are two things. ibid.\\nJudas had given them the slip. X xii\\nAfter a storm comes a calm. Acts ix.\\nMen of polite learning and a liberal education. x\\nIt is good news, worthy of all acceptation 5 and yet\\nnot tOO gOOd to be true. Timothy i.\\nIt is not fit the public trusts should be lodged in the\\nhands of any, till they are first proved and found fit for\\nthe business they are to be entrusted with. 2 m.\\nEICHAED BENTLEY. 1662-1742.\\nIt is a maxim with me that no man was ever written\\nout of reputation but by himself.\\nMonk s Life of Bentley. Page 90.\\nWhatever is, is not, is the maxim of the anarchist,\\nas often as anything comes across him in the shape of a\\nlaw which he happens not to like. 3 Declaration of Rights.\\nThe fortuitous or casual concourse of atoms. 4\\nSermons, mi. Works, Vol. iii.p. 147 (1692).\\n1 See Hey wood page 13. 2 See Appendix, page 859.\\n3 See Dryden, page 276.\\n4 That fortuitous concourse of atoms. Review of Sir Robert PeeVs Ad-\\ndress. Quarterly Review, vol. liii.p. 270 (1835).\\nIn this article a party was described as a fortuitous concourse of atoms,\\na phrase supposed to have been used for the first time many years after-\\nwards by Lord John Russell. Croher Papers, vol. ii.p. 54.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0312.jp2"}, "309": {"fulltext": "CAEEY. 285\\nHENEY CAEEY. 1663-1743.\\nGod save our gracious king\\nLong live our noble king\\nGod Save the king God save the King,\\nAldeborontiphoscophornio\\nWhere left you Chrononhotonthologos\\nChrononhotonthologos. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nHis cogitative faculties immersed\\nIn cogibundity of cogitation. ibid.\\nLet the singing singers\\nWith vocal voices, most vociferous,\\nIn sweet vociferation out-vociferize\\nEven sound itself. ibid.\\nTo thee, and gentle Eigdom Eunnidos,\\nOur gratulations flow in streams unbounded. Sc. 3.\\nGo call a coach, and let a coach be called\\nAnd let the man who calleth be the caller\\nAnd in his calling let him nothing call\\nBut Coach Coach Coach Oh for a coach, ye gods\\nAct ii. Sc. 4.\\nGenteel in personage,\\nConduct, and equipage\\nNoble by heritage,\\nGenerous and free. The Contrivances. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nW T hat a monstrous tail our cat has got\\nThe Dragon of Wantley. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nOf all the girls that are so smart,\\nThere s none like pretty Sally. 1 Sally in our Alley.\\nOf all the days that s in the week\\nI dearly love but one day,\\nAnd that s the day that comes betwixt\\nA Saturday and Monday. ibid.\\n1 Of all the girls that e er was seen,\\nThere s none so fine as Nelly.\\nSwift Ballad on Miss Nelly Bennet.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0313.jp2"}, "310": {"fulltext": "286 DEFOE. BROWN.\\nDANIEL DEFOE. 1663-1731.\\nWherever God erects a house of prayer,\\nThe Devil always builds a chapel there\\nAnd t will be found, upon examination,\\nThe latter has the largest congregation.\\nThe True-Born Englishman, Part i. Line 1.\\nGreat families of yesterday we show,\\nAnd lords, whose parents were the Lord knows who.\\nIbid.\\nTOM BKOWK 1663-1704.\\nI do not love thee, Doctor Fell,\\nThe reason why I cannot tell\\nBut this alone I know full well,\\nI do not love thee, Doctor Fell. 2\\nTo treat a poor wretch with a bottle of Burgundy, and\\nfill his snuff-box, is like giving a pair of laced ruffles to\\na man that has never a shirt on his back. 8 Laconics.\\nIn the reign of Charles II. a certain worthy divine at\\nWhitehall thus addressed himself to the auditory at the\\nconclusion of his sermon In short, if you don t live up\\nto the precepts of the Gospel, but abandon yourselves to\\n1 See Burton, page 192.\\n2 A slightly different version is found in Brown s Works collected and\\npublished after his death\\nNon amo te, Sabidi, nee possum dicere quare\\nHoc tantum possum dicere, non amo te\\n(I do not love thee, Sabidius, nor can I say why; this only I can say, I do\\nnot love thee). Martial: Epigram x. 33.\\nJe ne vous aime pas, Hylas\\nJe n en saurois dire la cause,\\nJe sais seulement une chose;\\nC est que je ne vous aime pas.\\nBussy: Comte de Rabutin. (1618-1693.)\\n3 Like sending them ruffles, when wanting a shirt. Sorbienke (1610-\\n1670).\\nGoldsmith The Haunch of Venison.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0314.jp2"}, "311": {"fulltext": "BROWN. PRIOR. 287\\nyour irregular appetites, you must expect to receive your\\nreward iu a certain place which t is not good manners to\\nmention here. l Laconics.\\nMATTHEW PEIOE. 1664-1721.\\nAll jargon of the schools. 2 Jam that I am. An Ode.\\nOur hopes, like towering falcons, aim\\nAt objects in an airy height\\nThe little pleasure of the game\\nIs from afar to view the flight. 3\\nTo the Hon. Charles Montague.\\nFrom ignorance our comfort flows.\\nThe only wretched are the wise. 4 jfod.\\nOdds life must one swear to the truth of a song\\nA Better Answer.\\nBe to her virtues very kind\\nBe to her faults a little blind. An English Padlock.\\nThat if weak women went astray.\\nTheir stars were more in fault than they. Hans Carvel.\\nThe end must justify the means. md.\\nAnd thought the nation ne er would thrive\\nTill all the whores were burnt alive. Paulo PurganH.\\nThey never taste who always drink\\nThey always talk who never think. 5\\nUpon a passage in the Scaligerana.\\nThat air and harmony of shape express,\\nTine by degrees, and beautifully less. 6 Henry and Emma.\\n1 Who never mentions hell to ears polite. Pope: Moral Essays, epistle\\nit. line 149.\\n2 Xoisy jargon of the schools. Pomfret: Reason.\\nThe sounding jargon of the schools. Cowper Truth, line 367.\\n3 But all the pleasure of the game\\nIs afar off to view the flight.\\nVariations in a copy dated 1092.\\n4 See Davenant, page 217.\\n5 See Jonson, page 180. Also Dryden, page 268.\\n6 Fine by defect, and delicately weak. Pope Mural Essays, epistle ii.\\nline 43.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0315.jp2"}, "312": {"fulltext": "288 prior.\\nNow fitted the halter, now traversed the cart,\\nAnd often took leave, but was loth to depart. 1\\nThe Thief and the Cordelier.\\nNobles and heralds, by your leave,\\nHere lies what once was Matthew Prior\\nThe son of Adam and of Eve\\nCan Bourbon or Nassau claim higher 2\\nEpitaph Extempore\\nSoft peace she brings wherever she arrives\\nShe builds our quiet as she forms our lives\\nLays the rough paths of peevish Nature even,\\nAnd opens in each heart a little heaven. Charity.\\nHis noble negligences teach\\nWhat others toils despair to reach. Alma. Canto a. Line 7.\\nTill their own dreams at length deceive em,\\nAnd oft repeating, they believe em. Canto Hi. Line 13.\\nAbra was ready ere I called her name\\nAnd though I called another, Abra came.\\nSolomon on the Vanity of the World. Booh ii. Line 364.\\nFor hope is but the dream of those that wake. 3\\nBooh Hi. Line 102.\\n1 As men that be lothe to departe do often take their left. [John Clerk to\\nWolsey.] Ellis: Letters, third series, vol. up. 262.\\nA loth to depart was the common term for a song, or a tune played,\\non taking leave of friends. Tarlton: News out of Purgatory (about 1689).\\nChapman: Widow s Tears. Middleton: The Old Law, act iv. sc. 1. Beau-\\nmont and Fletcher Wit at Several Weapons, act ii. sc. 2.\\n2 The following epitaph was written long before the time of Prior\\nJohnnie Carnegie lais heer,\\nDeseendit of Adam and Eve.\\nGif ony con gang hieher,\\nIse willing give him leve.\\n3 This thought is ascribed to Aristotle by Diogenes Laertius (Aristotle,\\nv. xi.), who, when asked what hope is, answered, The dream of a waking\\nman. Menage, in his Observations upon Laertius, says that Stobaeus\\n(Serm. cix.) ascribes it to Pindar, while iElian (Var. Hist. xiii. 29) refers it\\nto Plato.\\nEt spes inanes, et velut somnia quaedam, vigilantium (Vain hopes are\\nlike certain dreams of those who wake). Quintilian vi. 2, 27.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0316.jp2"}, "313": {"fulltext": "PRIOR. POMFRET. SWIFT. 289\\nWho breathes must suffer, and who thinks must mourn\\nAnd he alone is bless d who ne er was born.\\nSolomon on the Vanity of the World. Book in. Line 240.\\nA Rechabite poor Will must live,\\nAnd drink of Adam s ale. 1 The Wandering Pilgrim.\\nJOHX POMFRET. 1667-1703.\\nWe bear it calmly, though a ponderous woe,\\nAnd still adore the hand that gives the blow. 2\\nVerses to his Friend under Affliction,\\nHeaven is not always angry when he strikes,\\nBut most chastises those whom most he likes. ibid.\\nJONATHAN SWIFT. 1667-1745.\\nI ve often wish d that I had clear,\\nFor life, six hundred pounds a year\\nA handsome house to lodge a friend\\nA river at my garden s end\\nA terrace walk, and half a rood\\nOf land set out to plant a wood.\\nImitation of Horace. Booh ii. Sat. 6.\\nSo geographers, in Afric maps,\\nWith savage pictures fill their gaps,\\nAnd o er unhabitable downs\\nPlace elephants for want Of towns. 3 Poetry, a Rhapsody.\\n1 A cup of cold Adam from the next purling stream. Tom Brown\\nWorks, vol. iv. p. 11.\\n2 See Dryden, page 277.\\n3 As geographers, Sosius, crowd into the edges of their maps parts of the\\nworld which they do not know about, adding notes in the margin to the\\neffect that beyond this lies nothing but sandy deserts full of wild beasts,\\nand unapproachable bogs. Plutarch: Theseus.\\n19", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0317.jp2"}, "314": {"fulltext": "290 SWIFT.\\nWhere Young must torture his invention\\nTo natter knaves, or lose his pension.\\nPoetry, a Rhapsody.\\nHobbes clearly proves that every creature\\nLives in a state of war by nature. ibid.\\nSo, naturalists observe, a flea\\nHas smaller fleas that on him prey\\nAnd these have smaller still to bite em\\nAnd so proceed ad infinitum. 1 ibid.\\nLibertas et natale solum\\nFine words I wonder where you stole em.\\nVerses occasioned by Whitshed s Motto on his Coach.\\nA college joke to Cure the dumps. Caesium and Peter.\\nT is an old maxim in the schools,\\nThat flattery s the food of fools\\nYet now and then your men of wit\\nWill Condescend to take a bit. Cadenus and Vanessa.\\nHail fellow, well met. 2 My Lady s Lamentation.\\nBig-endians and small-endians. 3\\nGulliver s Travels. Part i. Chap. iv. Voyage to Lilliput.\\nAnd he gave it for his opinion, that whoever could\\nmake two ears of corn, or two blades of grass, to grow\\nupon a spot of ground where only one grew before, would\\ndeserve better of mankind, and do more essential service\\nto his country, than the whole race of politicians put\\ntogether. Part ii. Chap. vii. Voyage to Brobdingnag.\\n1 Great fleas have little fleas upon their backs to bite em,\\nAnd little fleas have lesser fleas, and so ad infinitum.\\nAnd the great fleas themselves, in turn, have greater fleas to go on\\nWhile these again have greater still, and greater still, and so on.\\nDe Morgan A Budget of Paradoxes, p. 377.\\n2 Rowland: Knave of Hearts {1612). Ray: Proverbs. Tom Brown\\nAmusemtnt, viii.\\n3 As the political parties of Whig and Tory are pointed out by the high\\nand low heels of the Lilliputians (Framecksan and Hamecksan), those of\\nPapist and Protestant are designated under the Big-endians and Small-\\nendians.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0318.jp2"}, "315": {"fulltext": "SWIFT. 291\\nHe had been eight years upon a project for extracting\\nsunbeams out of cucumbers, which were to be put in\\nphials hermetically sealed, and let out to warm the air in\\nraw inclement summers.\\nGullivers Travels. Part Hi. Chap. v. Voyage to Laputa.\\nIt is a maxim, that those to whom everybody allows\\nthe second place have an undoubted title to the first.\\nTale of a Tub. Dedication.\\nSeamen have a custom, when they meet a whale, to v\\nfling him out an empty tub by way of amusement, to\\ndivert him from laying violent hands upon the ship. 1\\nPreface.\\nBread is the staff of life. 2 iud.\\nBooks, the children of the brain. Sect. i.\\nAs boys do sparrows, with flinging salt upon their tails. 3\\nSect. vii.\\nHe made it a part of his religion never to say grace to\\nhis meat. Sect. xi.\\nHOW we apples Swim 4 Brother Protestants.\\nThe two noblest things, which are sweetness and light.\\nBattle of the Books.\\nThe reason why so few marriages are happy is because\\nyoung ladies spend their time in making nets, not in\\ns making Cages. Thoughts on Various Subjects.\\nCensure is the tax a man pays to the public for being\\neminent. ibid.\\nA nice man is a man of nasty ideas. ibid.\\n1 In Sebastian Munster s Cosmography there is a cut of a ship to\\nwhich a whale was coming too close for her safety, and of the sailors throw-\\ning a tub to the whale, evidently to play with. This practice is al-o men-\\ntioned in an old prose translation of the Ship of Fools. Sir James\\nMackintosh Appendix to the Life of Sir Thomas More.\\n2 See Mathew Henry, page 283.\\n3 Till they be bobbed on the tails after the manner of sparrows. Rabe-\\nlais book ii. chap. xiv.\\n4 Ray Proverbs. Mallet: Tyburn.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0319.jp2"}, "316": {"fulltext": "292 SWIFT.\\nIf Heaven had looked upon riches to be a valuable\\nthing, it would not have given them to such a scoundrel.\\nLttter to Miss Vanbromrigh, Aug. 12, 1720.\\nNot die here in a rage, like a poisoned rat in a hole.\\nLetter to Bolingbroke, March 21, 1729.\\nA penny for your thoughts. 1\\nIntroduction to Polite Conversation.\\nDo you think I was born in a wood to be afraid of an\\nOwl Polite Conversation. Dialogue i.\\nThe sight of you is good for sore eyes. ibid.\\nT is as cheap sitting as standing. ibid.\\nI hate nobody I am in charity with the world. ibid.\\nI won t quarrel with my bread and butter. ibid.\\nShe s no chicken she s on the wrong side of thirty,\\nif she be a day. ibid.\\nShe looks as if butter wouldn t melt in her mouth. 2\\nIbid.\\nIf it had been a bear it would have bit you. ibid.\\nShe wears her clothes as if they were thrown on with\\na pitchfork. Ibidt\\nI mean you lie under a mistake. 3 jud.\\nLord M. What religion is he of\\nLord Sp. Why, he is an Anythingarian. ibid.\\nHe was a bold man that first eat an oyster. Dialogue a.\\nThat is as well said as if I had said it myself. ibid.\\nYou must take the will for the deed. 4 ibid.\\n1 See Hey wood, page 16.\\n2 See Heywood, page 13.\\n3 You lie under a mistake. Shelley: Magico Prodigioso, scene 1\\n(a translation of Calderon).\\n4 The will for deed I doe accept. Du Bartas Divine Weeks and\\nWorks, third day, week ii. part 2.\\nThe will for the deed. Cibber The, Rival Fools, act Hi.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0320.jp2"}, "317": {"fulltext": "SWIFT. 293\\nFingers were made before forks, and hands before\\nknives. Polite Conversation. Dialogue ii.\\nShe has more goodness in her little finger than he has\\nin his whole body. ibid.\\nLord! I wonder what fool it was that first invented\\nkissing. ibid.\\nThey say a carpenter s known by his chips. ibid.\\nThe best doctors in the world are Doctor Diet, Doctor\\nQuiet, and Doctor Merry man. 1 ibid.\\nI 11 give you leave to call me anything, if you don t\\ncall me spade. ibid.\\nMay you live all the days of your life. ibid.\\nI have fed like a farmer I shall grow as fat as a\\nporpoise. ibid.\\nr^ I always like to begin a journey on Sundays, because\\nI shall have the prayers of the Church to preserve all\\nthat travel by land or by water. ibid.\\nI know Sir John will go, though he was sure it would\\nrain cats and dogs. ibid.\\nI thought you and he were hand-in-glove. ibid.\\nT is happy for him that his father was before him.\\nDialogue Hi.\\nThere is none so blind as they that won t see. 2 ibid.\\nShe watches him as a cat would watch a mouse. ibid.\\nShe pays him in his own coin. ibid.\\nThere was all the world and his wife. ibid.\\n1 Use three physicians\\nStill: first, Dr. Quiet;\\nNext, Dr. Merryman,\\nAnd Dr. Dyet.\\nRegimen Sanitatis Salernitanum (edition 1607).\\n2 See Mathew Henry, page 283.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0321.jp2"}, "318": {"fulltext": "294 SWIFT. CONGREVE.\\nSharp s the word with her.\\nPolite Conversation. Dialogue ill.\\nThere s two words to that bargain. Ioi( j t\\nI shall be like that tree, I shall die at the top.\\nScoWs Life of Swift.*\\nWILLIAM CONGBEVE. 1670-1729.\\nMusic hath charms to soothe the savage breast,\\nTo soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.\\nThe Mourning Bride. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nBy magic numbers and persuasive sound. ibid.\\nHeaven has no rage like love to hatred turned,\\nNor hell a fury like a woman scorned. 2 Act Hi. Sc. 8.\\nFor blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds,\\nAnd though a late, a sure reward succeeds. Act o. Sc. 12.\\nIf there s delight in love, t is when I see\\nThat heart which others bleed for, bleed for me.\\nThe Way of the World. Act Hi. Sc. 12.\\nFerdinand Mendez Finto was but a type of thee, thou\\nliar of the first magnitude. Love for Love. Act ii. Sc. 5.\\nI came up stairs into the world, for I was born in a\\ncellar. 3 Sc. 7.\\n1 When the poem of Cadenus and Vanessa was the general topic of\\nconversation, some one said, Surely that Vanessa must be an extraordi-\\nnary woman that could inspire the Dean to write so finely upon her. Mrs.\\nJohnson smiled, and answered that she thought that point not quite so\\nclear for it was well known the Dean could write finely upon a broom-\\nstick. Johnson Life of Swift.\\n2 We shall find no fiend in hell can match the fury of a disappointed\\nwoman. Cibber: Lore s Last Shift, act iv.\\n3 Born in a cellar, and living in a garret. Foote The Author, act 2.\\nBorn in the garret, in the kitchen bred. Byron A Sketch.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0322.jp2"}, "319": {"fulltext": "CONGREVE. GARTH. CIBBER. 295\\nHannibal was a very pretty fellow in those days.\\nThe Old Bachelor. Act ii. Sc. 2,\\nThus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure\\nMarried in haste, we may repent at leisure. 1 Act v. Sc. i.\\nDefer not till to-morrow to be wise.\\nTo-morrow s sun to thee may never rise. 2 Letter to Cobham.\\nSAMUEL GAETH. 3 1670-1719.\\nTo die is landing on some silent shore\\nWhere billows never break, nor tempests roar\\nEre well we feel the friendly stroke, t is o er.\\nTk t D isp ensary. Ca n to i ii. Line 225.\\nI see the right, and I approve it too.\\nCondemn the wrong, and yet the wrong pursue. 4\\nOvid. Metamorphoses, Hi. 20 (translated by Tate and\\nStonestreet, edited by Garth).\\nFor all their luxury was doing good. 5 ciaremont. Line 149.\\nCOLLET CTBBEE. 1671-1757.\\nSo mourn d the dame of Ephesus her love.\\nAnd thus the soldier arm d with resolution\\nTold his soft tale, and was a thriving wooer.\\nRichard 111. (altered). Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nNow, by St. Paul, the work goes bravely on. Act Hi. Sc.i.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 72.\\n2 Be wise to-day, tis madness to defer. Young Night Thoughts,\\nnight i. line 390.\\n3 Thou hast no faults, or I no faults can spy\\nThou art all beauty, or all blindness I.\\nChristopher Codrixgtox: Lines addressed to Garth\\non his Dispensary.\\n4 I know and love the good. yet. ah! the worst pursue. Petrarch:\\nSonnet ccxxv. canzone xxi. To Laura in Life.\\nSee Shakespeare, page 60.\\n5 And learn the luxury of doing good. Goldsmith: The TraveV.er,\\nline 22. Ckabbe Tales of the Hall, book Hi. Graves The Epicure.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0323.jp2"}, "320": {"fulltext": "296 CIBBER.\\nThe aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome\\nOutlives in fame the pious fool that rais d it. 1\\nRichard III. (altered). Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nI ve lately had two spiders\\nCrawling upon my startled hopes.\\nNow though thy friendly hand has brush d em from me,\\nYet still they crawl offensive to my eyes\\nI would have some kind friend to tread upon em.\\nAct iv. Sc. 3.\\nOff with his head so much for Buckingham ibid.\\nAnd the ripe harvest of the new-mown hay\\nGives it a sweet and wholesome odour. Act v. Sc. 3.\\nWith clink of hammers closing rivets up. 2 jud.\\nPerish that thought No, never be it said\\nThat Fate itself could awe the soul of Eichard.\\nHence, babbling dreams you threaten here in vain\\nConscience, avaunt Eichard s himself again\\nHark the shrill trumpet sounds to horse away\\nMy soul s in arms, and eager for the fray. /bid.\\nA weak invention of the enemy. 3 jud.\\nAs good be out of the world as out of the fashion.\\nLove s Last Shift. Act ii.\\nWe shall find no fiend in hell can match the fury of\\na disappointed woman, scorned, slighted, dismissed\\nwithout a parting pang. 4 Activ.\\nOld houses mended,\\nCost little less than new before they re ended.\\nPrologue to the Double Gallant.\\nPossession is eleven points in the law. Woman s Wit. Act l\\nWords are but empty thanks. Act v.\\nThis business will never hold water.\\nShe Wou d and She Won t Not. Act iv.\\n1 See Sir Thomas Browne, page 219. 2 See Shakespeare, page 92.\\ns See Shakespeare, page 98. 4 See Congreve, page 294.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0324.jp2"}, "321": {"fulltext": "GIBBER. STEELE. ADDISON. 297\\nLosers must have leave to Speak. The Rival Fools. Act i.\\nStolen sweets are best. j^\\nThe will for the deed. 1 Act\\nWithin one of her. Act v%\\nI don t See it. The Careless Husband. Act ii. Sc. 2.\\nPersuasion tips his tongue whene er he talks,\\nAnd he has chambers in Kind s Bench walks. 2\\nSIR KICHABD STEELE. 1671-1729.\\nThough her mien carries much more invitation than\\ncommand, to behold her is an immediate check to loose\\nbehaviour to love her was a liberal education. 3\\nTatler. No. 49.\\nWill. Honeycomb calls these over-offended ladies the\\nOutrageously virtuous. Spectator. No. 266.\\nJOSEPH ADDISON. 1672-1719.\\nThe dawn is overcast, the morning lowers,\\nAnd heavily in clouds brings on the day,\\nThe great, the important day, big with the fate\\nOf Cato and of Koine. Cato. Act L Sc. i.\\nThy steady temper, Portius,\\nCan look on guilt, rebellion, fraud, and Caesar,\\nIn the calm lights of mild philosophy. ibid.\\nT is not in mortals to command success,\\nBut we 11 do more, Sempronius, we 11 deserve it.\\nSc. 2.\\nBlesses his stars and thinks it luxury. Sc. 4.\\ni See Swift, page 292.\\n2 A parody on Pope s lines\\nGraced as thou art with all the power of words,\\nSo known, so honoured at the House of Lords.\\n3 Lady Elizabeth Hastings.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0325.jp2"}, "322": {"fulltext": "298 ADDISON.\\nT s pride, rank pride, and haughtiness of soul\\nI think the Eomans call it stoicism. Cato. Act i. Sc. 4.\\nWere you with these, my prince, you d soon forget\\nThe pale, unripened beauties of the north. ibid.\\nBeauty soon grows familiar to the lover,\\nFades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.\\nThe virtuous Marcia towers above her sex. ibid.\\nMy voice is still for war.\\nGods can a Soman senate long debate\\nWhich of the two to choose, slavery or death\\nAct ii. Sc. 1.\\nGreat Pompey s shade complains that we are slow,\\nAnd Scipio s ghost walks unavenged amongst us ibid.\\nA day, an hour, of virtuous liberty\\nIs worth a whole eternity in bondage. ibid.\\nThe woman that deliberates is lost. Act iv. Sc. i.\\nCurse all his virtues they ve undone his country. Sc 4.\\nWhat a pity is it\\nThat we can die but once to save our country ibid.\\nWhen vice prevails, and impious men bear sway,\\nThe post of honour is a private station. 1 ibid.\\nIt must be so, Plato, thou reasonest well\\nElse whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,\\nThis longing after immortality\\nOr whence this secret dread and inward horror\\nOf falling into naught Why shrinks the soul\\nBack on herself, and startles at destruction\\nT is the divinity that stirs within us\\nT is Heaven itself that points out an hereafter,\\n1 Give me. kind Heaven, a private station,\\nA mind serene for contemplation\\nTitle and profit I resign\\nThe post of honour shall be mine.\\nGay Fables, Part ii. The Vulture, the Sparrow,\\nand other Birds.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0326.jp2"}, "323": {"fulltext": "ADDISON. 299\\nAnd intimates eternity to man.\\nEternity thou pleasing, dreadful thought\\nCato. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nI in weary of conjectures, this must end em.\\nThus am I doubly armed my death and life,\\nMy bane and antidote, are both before me\\nThis in a moment brings me to an end\\nBut this informs me I shall never die.\\nThe soul, secured in her existence, smiles\\nAt the drawn dagger, and defies its point.\\nThe stars shall fade away, the sun himself\\nGrow dim with age, and Nature sink in years\\nBut thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, 1\\nUnhurt amidst the war of elements,\\nThe wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds. ibid.\\nSweet are the slumbers of the virtuous man. Act v. Sc. 4.\\nFrom hence, let fierce contending nations know\\nWhat dire effects from civil discord flow. ibid.\\nFor wheresoe er I turn my ravish d eyes,\\nGay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise,\\nPoetic fields encompass me around,\\nAnd still I seem to tread on classic ground. 2\\nA Letter from Italy.\\nUnbounded courage and compassion join d,\\nTempering each other in the victor s mind,\\nAlternately proclaim him good and great,\\nAnd make the hero and the man complete.\\nThe Campaign. Line 219.\\nAnd, pleased the Almighty s orders to perform,\\nEides in the whirlwind and directs the storm. 3 Line 291.\\n1 Smiling always with a never fading serenity of countenance, and flour-\\nishing in an immortal youth. Isaac Barrow (1630-1677) Duty of\\nThanksgiving, Works, vol. i.p. 66.\\n2 Malone states that this was the first time the phrase classic ground,\\nsince so common, was ever used.\\n3 This line is frequently ascribed to Pope, as it is found in the Dunciad,\\nbook iii. line 264.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0327.jp2"}, "324": {"fulltext": "300 ADDISON.\\nAnd those that paint them truest praise them most. 1\\nThe Campaign, Last line.\\nThe spacious firmament on high,\\nWith all the blue ethereal sky,\\nAnd spangled heavens, a shining frame,\\nTheir great Original proclaim. ode.\\nSoon as the evening shades prevail,\\nThe moon takes up the wondrous tale,\\nAnd nightly to the listening earth\\nEepeats the story of her birth\\nWhile all the stars that round her burn,\\nAnd all the planets in their turn,\\nConfirm the tidings as they roll,\\nAnd spread the truth from pole to pole. ibid.\\nFor ever singing as they shine,\\nThe hand that made us is divine. ibid.\\nShould the whole frame of Nature round him break,\\nIn ruin and confusion hurled,\\nHe, unconcerned, would hear the mighty crack,\\nAnd stand secure amidst a falling world.\\nHorace. Ode Hi. Boole Hi.\\nIn all thy humours, whether grave or mellow,\\nThou rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow,\\nHast so much wit and mirth and spleen about thee,\\nThere is no living with thee, nor without thee. 2\\nSpectator. No. 68.\\nMuch may be said on both sides. 3 No. 122.\\nThe Lord my pasture shall prepare,\\nAnd feed me with a shepherd s care-;\\nHis presence shall my wants supply,\\nAnd guard me with a watchful eye. No. 444.\\nKound-heads and wooden-shoes are standing jokes.\\nPrologue to The Drummer.\\n1 He best can paint them who shall feel them most. Pope Eloisa to\\nAbelard. last line.\\n2 A translation of Martial, xii. 47, who imitated Ovid, Amores iii. 11, 39.\\n3 Much may be said on both sides. Fielding The Covent Garden\\nTragedy, act i. sc. 8.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0328.jp2"}, "325": {"fulltext": "ROWE.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 WATTS. 301\\nNICHOLAS ROWE. 1673-1718.\\nAs if Misfortune made the throne her seat,\\nAnd none could be unhappy but the great, 1\\nThe Fair Penitent. Prologue.\\nAt length the morn and cold indifference came. 2\\nAct i Sc. i.\\nIs she not more than painting can express,\\nOr youthful poets fancy when they love Act Hi. Sc. l.\\nIs this that haughty gallant, gay Lothario Act v. Sc L\\nISAAC WATTS. 1674-1748.\\nWhene er I take my walks abroad,\\nHow many poor I see\\nWhat shall I render to my God\\nFor all his gifts to me Divine Songs. Song iv.\\nA flower, when offered in the bud,\\nIs no vain sacrifice. Song mi.\\nAnd he that does one fault at first\\nAnd lies to hide it, makes it two. 3 Song xv.\\nLet dogs delight to bark and bite,\\nFor God hath made them so\\nLet bears and lions growl and fight,\\nFor *t is their nature too. Song xvi.\\n1 None think the great unhappy, but the great. Young The Love of\\nFame, satire i, line 238.\\n2 But with the morning cool reflection came.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Scott: Chronicles of th e\\nCanongate, chap. iv.\\nScott also quotes it in his notes to The Monastery, chap. iii. note 11:\\nand with calm substituted for cool in The Antiquary, chap, v.;\\nand with repentance for reflection in Rob Roy, chap. xii.\\n3 See Herbert, page 205.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0329.jp2"}, "326": {"fulltext": "302 WATTS.\\nBut, children, you should never let\\nSuch angry passions rise\\nYour little hands were never made\\nTo tear each Other s eyes. Divine Songs. Song xvi.\\nBirds in their little nests agree\\nAnd t is a shameful sight\\nWhen children of one family\\nTall out, and chide, and fight. song xvii.\\nHow doth the little busy bee\\nImprove each shining hour,\\nAnd gather honey all the day\\nFrom every opening flower Song xx.\\nFor Satan finds some mischief still\\nFor idle hands to do. md.\\nIn books, or work, or healthful play. ibid.\\nI have been there, and still would go\\nr T is like a little heaven below. SongxxvUL\\nHush, my dear, lie still and slumber\\nHoly angels guard thy bed\\nHeavenly blessings without number\\nGently falling on thy head. a Cradle Hymn.\\nT is the voice of the sluggard I heard him complain,\\nYou have wak d me too soon, I must slumber again.\\nThe Sluggard.\\nLord, in the morning thou shalt hear\\nMy voice ascending high. Psalm v.\\nFrom all who dwell below the skies\\nLet the Creator s praise arise\\nLet the Redeemer s name be sung\\nThrough every land, by every tongue. psalm czvii.\\nFly, like a youthful hart or roe,\\nOver the hills where spices grow.\\nHymns and Spiritual Songs. Booh i. Hymn 79.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0330.jp2"}, "327": {"fulltext": "WATTS. 303\\nAnd while the lamp holds out to burn,\\nThe vilest sinner may return.\\nHymns and Spiritual Songs. Bool: i. Hymn 88.\\nStrange that a harp of thousand strings\\nShould keep in tune so long Book a. Hymn 19.\\nHark from the tombs a doleful sound. Hymn 63.\\nThe tall, the wise, the reverend head\\nMust lie as low as ours. ibid.\\nWhen I can read my title clear\\nTo mansions in the skies,\\nI 11 bid farewell to every fear,\\nAnd wipe my weeping eyes. Hymn 65.\\nThere is a land of pure delight,\\nWhere saints immortal reign\\nInfinite day excludes the night,\\nAnd pleasures banish pain. Hymn 66.\\nSo, when a raging fever burns,\\nWe shift from side to side by turns\\nAnd t is a poor relief we gain\\nTo change the place, but keep the pain. Hymn 146.\\nWere I so tall to reach the pole,\\nOr grasp the ocean with my span,\\nI must be measured by my soul\\nThe mind s the standard of the man. 1\\nHorce Lyricce. Book ii. False Greatness.\\nTo God the Father, God the Son,\\nAnd God the Spirit, Three in One,\\nBe honour, praise, and glory given\\nBy all on earth, and all in heaven. Loxology.\\n1 I do not distinguish by the eye, but by the mind, which is the proper\\njudge of the man. Sexeca: On a Happy Life (L Estrange s Abstract),\\nchap. i.\\nIt is the mind that makes the man, and our vigour is in our immortal\\nsoul. Ovid Metamorphoses, xiii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0331.jp2"}, "328": {"fulltext": "304 WALPOLE. BOLINGBROKE.\\nSIR ROBERT WALPOLE. 1676-1745.\\nThe balance of power. Speech, 1741.\\nFlowery oratory lie despised. He ascribed to the\\ninterested views of themselves or, their relatives the\\ndeclarations of pretended patriots, of whom he said,\\nAll those men have their price. 1\\nCoxe Memoirs of Wulpole. Vol. iv.p. 369.\\nAnything but history, for history must be false.\\nWalpoliana. No. 141.\\nThe gratitude of place-expectants is a lively sense of\\nfuture favours. 2\\nVISCOUNT BOLINGBROKE. 1678-1751.\\nI have read somewhere or other, in Dionysius of\\nHalicarnassus, I think, that history is philosophy\\nteaching by examples. 3\\nOn the Study and Use of History. Letter 2.\\nThe dignity of history. 4 Letter v.\\nIt is the modest, not the presumptuous, inquirer who\\nmakes a real and safe progress in the discovery of divine\\ntruths. One follows Nature and Nature s God that is,\\nhe follows God in his works and in his word. 5\\nLetter to Mr. Pope.\\n1 All men have their price is commonly ascribed to Walpole.\\n2 Hazlitt, in his Wit and Humour, says, This is Walpole s phrase.\\nThe gratitude of most men is but a secret desire of receiving greater\\nbenefits. Rochefoucauld Maxim 298.\\n3 Dionysius of Halicarnassus (quoting Thucydides), Ars Rhet. xi. 2, says:\\nThe contact with manners then is education and this Thucydides appears\\nto assert when he says history is philosophy learned from examples.\\n4 Henry Fielding Tom Jones, book xi. chap. it. Horace Walpole\\nAdvertisement to Letter to Sir Horace Mann. Macaulay History of\\nEngland, vol. i. chap. i.\\n5 Slave to no sect, who takes no private road,\\nBut looks through Nature up to Nature s God.\\nPope Essay on Man, epistle iv. line 331,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0332.jp2"}, "329": {"fulltext": "FARQUHAR. PARXELL. 305\\nGEOEGE FAKQUHAK, 1678-1707.\\nCos. Pray now, what may be that same bed of honour\\nKite. Oh a mighty large bed bigger by half than\\nthe great bed at Ware ten thousand people may lie in\\nit together, and never feel one another.\\nThe Recruiting Officer. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nI believe they talked of me, for they laughed con-\\nSUinedly. The Beaux Stratagem. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nT was for the good of my country that I should be\\nabroad. 1 Sc. 2.\\nNecessity, the mother of invention. 2\\nThe Twin Rivals. Act i.\\nTHOMAS PARXELL. 1679-1717.\\nStill an angel appear to each lover beside,\\nBut Still be a woman to you. When thy Beauty appears.\\nRemote from man, with God he passed the days\\nPrayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.\\nThe Hermit. Line 5.\\nWe call it only pretty Fanny s way.\\nAn Elegy to an Old Beauty.\\n1 Leaving his country for his country s sake. Fitz-Geffrey The\\nLife and Death of Sir Francis Drake, stanza 213 (1596).\\nTrue patriots all for, be it understood,\\nWe left our country for our country s good.\\nGeorge Barrington Prologue written for the open-\\ning of the Play-house at New South Wales, Jan. 16,\\n1796. New South Wales, p. 152.\\n2 Art imitates Nature, and necessity is the mother of invention. Rich-\\nard Franck Northern Memoirs (written in 1658, printed in 1694).\\nNecessity is the mother of invention. Wychp;kly Love in a Wood,\\nact Hi. sc. 3 (1672).\\nMagister artis ingenique largitor\\nVenter\\n(Hunger is the teacher of the arts and the bestower of invention).\\nPersius Prolog, line 10.\\n20", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0333.jp2"}, "330": {"fulltext": "306 PARNELL. BOOTH. YOUXG.\\nLet those love now who never loved before\\nLet those who always loved, now love the more.\\nTranslation of the Pervigilium Veneris^-\\nBAKTON BOOTH. 1681-1733.\\nTrue as the needle to the pole,\\nOr as the dial to the sun. 2 song.\\nEDWAED YOUXG. 1684-1765.\\nTired nature s sweet restorer, balmy sleep\\nNight Thoughts. Night i. Line 1.\\nNight, sable goddess from her ebon throne,\\nIn rayless majesty, now stretches forth\\nHer leaden sceptre o er a slumbering world. Line is.\\nCreation sleeps T is as the general pulse\\nOf life stood still, and Nature made a pause,\\nAn awful pause prophetic of her end. Line 23.\\nThe bell strikes one. We take no note of time\\nBut from its loss. _ Line 55.\\nPoor pensioner on the bounties of an hour. Line 67.\\nTo waft a feather or to drown a fly. Line 154.\\nInsatiate archer could not one suffice\\nThy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain\\nAnd thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn.\\nLine 212.\\nBe wise to-day t is madness to defer. 3 Line 390.\\n1 Written in the time of Julius Caesar, and by some ascribed to Catullus\\nCras amet qui numquam amavit\\nQuique amavit, cras amet\\n(Let him love to-morrow who never loved before and he as well who has\\nloved, let him love to-morrow).\\n2 See Butler, page 215.\\n3 See Congreve, page 295.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0334.jp2"}, "331": {"fulltext": "YOUNG. 307\\nProcrastination is the thief of time.\\nNight Thoughts. Night i. Line 393.\\nAt thirty, man suspects himself a fool\\nKnows it at forty, and reforms his plan. Line 417.\\nAll men think all men mortal but themselves. Line 424.\\nHe mourns the dead who lives as they desire.\\nNight ii. Line 24.\\nAnd what its worth, ask death-beds they can tell.\\nLine 51.\\nThy purpose firm is equal to the deed\\nWho does the best his circumstance allows\\nDoes well, acts nobly angels could no more. Line 90.\\nI Ve lost a day the prince who nobly cried,\\nHad been an emperor without his crown. 1 Line 99.\\nAh, how unjust to Nature and himself\\nIs thoughtless, thankless, inconsistent man Line 112.\\nThe spirit walks of every day deceased. Line iso.\\nTime flies, death urges, knells call, Heaven invites,\\nHell threatens. Line 292.\\nWhose yesterdays look backwards with a smile. Line 334.\\nT is greatly wise to talk with our past hours,\\nAnd ask them what report they bore to heaven. Line 376.\\nThoughts shut up want air,\\nAnd spoil, like bales unopen d to the sun. Line 466.\\nHow blessings brighten as they take their flight\\nLine 602.\\nThe chamber where the good man meets his fate\\nIs privileged beyond the common walk\\nOf virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven. Line 633.\\nA death-bed s a detector of the heart. Line 64i.\\n1 Suetonius says of the Emperor Titus Once at supper, reflecting that\\nhe had done nothing for any that day, he broke out into that memorable\\nand justly admired saying, My friends, I have lost a day Suetonius:\\nLives of the Twelve Ccesars. (Translation by Alexander Thomson.)", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0335.jp2"}, "332": {"fulltext": "308 YOUNG.\\nWoes cluster. Rare are solitary woes\\nThey love a train, they tread each other s heel. 1\\nNight Thoughts. Night Hi. Line 63.\\nBeautiful as sweet,\\nAnd young as beautiful, and soft as young,\\nAnd gay as soft, and innocent as gay Line 8i.\\nLovely in death the beauteous ruin lay\\nAnd if in death still lovely, lovelier there\\nFar lovelier pity swells the tide of love. 2 Line 104.\\nHeaven s Sovereign saves all beings but himself\\nThat hideous sight, a naked human heart. Line 226.\\nThe knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave,\\nThe deep damp vault, the darkness and the worm.\\nNight iv. Line 10.\\nMan makes a death which Nature never made. Line 15.\\nAnd feels a thousand deaths in fearing one. Line 17.\\nWishing, of all employments, is the worst. Line 71.\\nMan wants but little, nor that little long. 3 Line 118.\\nA God all mercy is a God unjust. Line 233.\\nT is impious in a good man to be sad. Line 676.\\nA Christian is the highest style of man. 4 Line 788.\\nMen may live fools, but fools they cannot die. Line 843.\\nBy night an atheist half believes a God. Night v. Line 177.\\nEarly, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew,\\nShe sparkled, was exhaPd and went to heaven. 5 Line 600.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 143.\\n2 See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 198. Dryden, page 272.\\n3 Man wants but little here below,\\nNor wants that little long.\\nGoldsmith The Hermit, stanza 8.\\n4 See Dryden, page 268.\\n5 See Dryden, page 270.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0336.jp2"}, "333": {"fulltext": "YOUNG. 309\\nWe see time s furrows on another s brow,\\nAnd death intrench d, preparing his assault\\nHow few themselves in that just mirror see\\nNight Thoughts. Night v. Line 627.\\nLike our shadows,\\nOur wishes lengthen as our sun declines. 1 Line 661.\\nWhile man is growing, life is in decrease\\nAnd cradles rock us nearer to the tomb.\\nOur birth is nothing but our death begun. 2 Line 717.\\nThat life is long which answers life s great end. Line 773.\\nThe man of wisdom is the man of years. Line 775.\\nDeath loves a shining mark, a signal blow. 3 Line 1011.\\nPygmies are pygmies still, though percht on Alps\\nAnd pyramids are pyramids in vales.\\nEach man makes his own stature, builds himself.\\nVirtue alone outbuilds the Pyramids\\nHer monuments shall last when Egypt s fall.\\nNight vi. Line 309.\\nAnd all may do what has by man been done. Line 606.\\nThe man that blushes is not quite a brute.\\nNight vii. Line 496.\\nToo low they build, who build beneath the stars.\\nNight viii. Line 215.\\nPrayer ardent opens heaven. Line 721.\\nA man of pleasure is a man of pains. Line 793.\\nTo frown at pleasure, and to smile in pain. Line 1045.\\nFinal Ruin fiercely drives\\nHer ploughshare o er creation. 4 Night ix. m.\\n1 See Dryden page 268.\\n2 See Bishop Hall, page 182.\\n3 See Quarles, page 203.\\n4 Stern Ruin s ploughshare drives elate\\nFull on thy bloom.\\nBurns To a Mountain Daisy.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0337.jp2"}, "334": {"fulltext": "310 YOUNG.\\nT is elder Scripture, writ by God s own hand,\\nScripture authentic uncorrupt by man.\\nNiyht Thoughts. Night ix. Line 644.\\nAn undevout astronomer is mad. Line 771.\\nThe course of Nature is the art of God. 1 Line 1267.\\nThe love of praise, howe er conceal d by art,\\nKeigns more or less, and glows in ev ry heart.\\nLove of Fame. Satire i. Line 51.\\nSome for renown, on scraps of learning dote,\\nAnd think they grow immortal as they quote. Line 89.\\nTitles are marks of honest men, and wise\\nThe fool or knave that wears a title lies. Line 145.\\nThey that on glorious ancestors enlarge,\\nProduce their debt instead of their discharge. Line 147.\\nNone think the great unhappy but the great. 2 Line 238.\\nUnlearned men of books assume the care,\\nAs eunuchs are the guardians of the fair. Satire a. Line 83.\\nThe booby father craves a booby son,\\nAnd by Heaven s blessing thinks himself undone.\\nLine 165.\\nWhere Nature s end of language is declined,\\nAi*d men talk only to conceal the mind. 3 Line 207.\\n1 See Sir Thomas Browne, page 218.\\n2 See Nicholas Rowe, page 301.\\n3 Speech was made to open man to man, and not to hide him to pro-\\nmote commerce, and not betray it. Lloyd: State Worthies (1665; edited\\nby Whitworth), vol. i. p. 503.\\nSpeech was given to the ordinary sort of men whereby to communicate\\ntheir mind but to wise men, whereby to conceal it. Robert South\\nSermon, April 30, 1676.\\nThe true use of speech is not so much to express our wants as to conceal\\nthem. Goldsmith The Bee, No. 3. (Oct. 20, 1759.)\\nlis ne se servent de la pense e que pour autoriser leurs injustices, et em-\\nploient les paroles que pour deguiser leurs pensees (Men use thought only\\nto justify their wrong doings, and employ speech only to conceal their\\nthoughts). Voltaire: Dialogue xiv. Le Chapon et la Poulard e (1766).\\nWhen Harel wished to put a joke or witticism into circulation, he was\\nin the habit of connecting it with some celebrated name, on the chance of\\nreclaiming it if it took. Thus he assigned to Talleyrand, in the Nain\\nJaune, the phrase, Speech was given to man to disguise his thoughts.\\nFournier V Esprit dans V Histoire.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0338.jp2"}, "335": {"fulltext": "YOUNG. 311\\nBe wise with, speed\\nA fool at forty is a fool indeed.\\nLove of Fame, Satire ii. Line 282.\\nAnd waste their music on the savage race. 1\\nSatire v. Line 228.\\nFor her own breakfast she 11 project a scheme,\\n]S T or take her tea without a stratagem. Satire vi. Line 190.\\nThink naught a trifle, though it small appear\\nSmall sands the mountain, moments make the year,\\nAnd trifles life. Line 208.\\nOne to destroy is murder by the law,\\nAnd gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe\\nTo murder thousands takes a specious name,\\nWar s glorious art, and gives immortal fame.\\nSatire vii. Line 55.\\nHow commentators each dark passage shun,\\nAnd hold their farthing candle to the sun. Line 97.\\nThe man that makes a character makes foes.\\nTo Mr. Pope. Epistle i. Line 28.\\nTheir feet through faithless leather met the dirt,\\nAnd oftener chang d their principles than shirt. Line 277.\\nAccept a miracle instead of wit,\\nSee two dull lines with Stanhope s pencil writ.\\nLines written with the Diamond Pencil of Lord Chesterfield.\\nTime elaborately thrown away. The Last Day. Book i.\\nThere buds the promise of celestial worth. Book Hi.\\nIn records that defy the tooth of time.\\nThe Statesman s Creed.\\nGreat let me call him, for he conquered me.\\nThe Revenge. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nSouls made of fire, and children of the sun,\\nWith whom revenge is virtue. Act v. Sc. 2.\\n1 And waste their sweetness on the desert air. Gray: Elegy, stanza 14.\\nChurchill Gotham, book ii. line 20.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0339.jp2"}, "336": {"fulltext": "312 YOUNG. BERKELEY. BRERETON.\\nThe blood will follow where the knife is driven,\\nThe flesh will quiver where the pincers tear.\\nThe Revenge. Act v. Sc. 2.\\nAnd friend received with thumps upon the back. 1\\nUniversal Passion.\\nBISHOP BERKELEY. 1684-1753.\\nWestward the course of empire takes its way 2\\nThe four first acts already past,\\nA fifth shall close the drama with the day\\nTime s noblest offspring is the last.\\nOn the Prospect of Planting Arts and Learning in America.\\nOur youth we can have but to-day,\\nWe may always find time to grow old.\\nCan Love be controlled by Advice 3\\n[Tar water] is of a nature so mild and benign and pro-\\nportioned to the human constitution, as to warm without\\nheating, to cheer but not inebriate. 4 siris. Par. 217.\\nJANE BRERETON. 1685-1740.\\nThe picture placed the busts between\\nAdds to the thought much strength\\nWisdom and Wit are little seen,\\nBut Folly s at full length.\\nOn Beau Nash s Picture at full length between the Busts of\\nSir Isaac Newton and Mr. Pop e. b\\n1 The man that hails you Tom or Jack,\\nAnd proves, by thumping on your back.\\nCowper On Friendship.\\n2 See Daniel, page 39.\\nWestward the star of empire takes its way. Epigraph to Bancroft s\\nHistory of the United States.\\n3 Aiken: Vocal Poetry (London, 1810).\\n4 Cups\\nThat cheer but not inebriate.\\nCowper The Task, book iv.\\n5 Dyce Specimens of British Poetesses. (This epigram is generally as-\\ncribed to Chesterfield. See Campbell, English Poets, note, p. 521.)", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0340.jp2"}, "337": {"fulltext": "HILL. TICKELL. 313\\nAAEON HILL. 1685-1750.\\nFirst, then, a woman will or won t, depend on t\\nIf she will do t, she will and there s an end on t.\\nBut if she won t, since safe and sound your trust is,\\nFear is affront, and jealousy injustice. 1 Zara. Epilogue.\\nTender-handed stroke a nettle,\\nAnd it stings you for your pains\\nGrasp it like a man of mettle,\\nAnd it soft as silk remains.\\nTis the same with common natures\\nUse em kindly, they rebel\\nBut be rough as nutmeg-graters,\\nAnd the rogues obey you well.\\nVerses written on a window in Scotland.\\nTHOMAS TICKELL. 1686-1740.\\nJust men, by whom impartial laws were given\\nAnd saints who taught and led the way to heaven.\\nOn the Death of Mr. Addison. Line 41.\\nNor e er was to the bowers of bliss conveyed\\nA fairer spirit or more welcome shade. Line 45.\\nThere taught us how to live and (oh, too high\\nThe price for knowledge taught us how to die. 2 Line 8i.\\n1 The following lines are copied from the pillar erected on the mount in\\nthe Dane John Field, Canterbury:\\nWhere is the man who has the power and skill\\nTo stem the torrent of a woman s will?\\nFor if she will, she will, you may depend on t\\nAnd if she won t, she won t; so there s an end on t.\\nThe Examiner, May. 31, 1829.\\n2 He who should teach men to die, would at the same time teach them to\\nlive. Montaigne Essays, booh i. chap. ix.\\nI have taught you, my dear flock, for above thirty years how to live", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0341.jp2"}, "338": {"fulltext": "314 TICKELL. MADDEN. POPE.\\nThe sweetest garland to the sweetest maid.\\nTo a Lady with a Present of Flowers.\\nI hear a voice you cannot hear,\\nWhich says I must not stay\\nI see a hand you cannot see,\\nWhich beckons me away. Colin and Lucy.\\nSAMUEL MADDEK 1687-1765.\\nSome write their wrongs in marble he more just,\\nStoop d down serene and wrote them in the dust,\\nTrod under foot, the sport of every wind,\\nSwept from the earth and blotted from his mind.\\nThere, secret in the grave, he bade them lie,\\nAnd grieved they could not scape the Almighty eye.\\nBoulter s Monument.\\nWords are men s daughters, but God s sons are things. 1\\nIbid.\\nALEXANDEK POPE. 1688-1744.\\nAwake, my St. John leave all meaner things\\nTo low ambition and the pride of kings.\\nLet us (since life can little more supply\\nThan just to look about us, and to die)\\nExpatiate free o er all this scene of man\\nA mighty maze but not without a plan. 2\\nEssay on Man. Epistle i. Line 1.\\nand I will show you in a very short time how to die. Sandys: Anglorum\\nSpeculum, p. 903.\\nTeach him how to live,\\nAnd, oh still harder lesson how to die.\\nPorteus: Death, line 316.\\nHe taught them how to live and how to die. Somerville In Memory\\nof the Rev. Mr. Moore.\\n1 See Herbert, page 206.\\n2 See Milton, page 223.\\nThere is no theme more plentiful to scan\\nThan is the glorious goodly frame of man.\\nDu Bartas Days and Weeks, third day.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0342.jp2"}, "339": {"fulltext": "pope. 315\\nTogether let us beat this ample field,\\nTry what the open, what the covert yield.\\nEssay on Man. Epistle i. Line 9.\\nEye Nature s walks, shoot folly as it flies,\\nAnd catch the manners living as they rise\\nLaugh where we must, be candid where we can,\\nBut vindicate the ways of God to man. 1 Une 13.\\nSay first, of God above or man below,\\nWhat can we reason but from what we know Line 17.\\nT is but a part we see, and not a whole. Line 60.\\nHeaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate,\\nAll but the page prescribed, their present state. Line 77.\\nPleased to the last, he crops the flowery food,\\nAnd licks the hand just raised to shed his blood. Line 83.\\nWho sees with equal eye, as God of all,\\nA hero perish or a sparrow fall,\\nAtoms or systems into ruin hurl d,\\nAnd now a bubble burst, and now a world. Line 87.\\nHope springs eternal in the human breast\\nMan never is, but always to be blest. 2\\nThe soul, uneasy and confined from home,\\nEests and expatiates in a life to come. Line 95.\\nLo, the poor Indian whose untutor d mind\\nSees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind\\nHis soul proud Science never taught to stray\\nFar as the solar walk or milky way.\\nEpistle i. Line 99.\\nBut thinks, admitted to that equal sky,\\nHis faithful dog shall bear him company. Line 111.\\nIn pride, in reasoning pride, our error lies\\nAll quit their sphere, and rush into the skies.\\n1 See Milton, page 242.\\n2 Thus we never live, but we hope to live and always disposing our-\\nselves to be happy. Pascal Thoughts, chap. v. 2.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0343.jp2"}, "340": {"fulltext": "316 POPE.\\nPride still is aiming at the blest abodes\\nMen would be angels, angels would be gods.\\nAspiring to be gods, if angels fell,\\nAspiring to be angels, men rebel.\\nEssay on Man. Epistle t. Line 123.\\nSeas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise\\nMy footstool earth, my canopy the skies. 1 Line 139.\\nWhy has not man a microscopic eye\\nFor this plain reason, man is not a fly. Line 193.\\nDie of a rose in aromatic pain. Line 200.\\nThe spider s touch, how exquisitely fine\\nFeels at each thread, and lives along the line. 2 Line 217.\\nEemembrance and reflection how allied\\nWhat thin partitions sense from thought divide\\nLine 225.\\nAll are but parts of one stupendous whole,\\nWhose body Xature is, and God the soul. Line 267.\\nWarms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze,\\nGlows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees. Line 271.\\nAs full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns\\nAs the rapt seraph that adores and burns\\nTo Him no high, no low, no great, no small 4\\nHe fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all Line 277.\\nAll nature is but art, unknown to thee\\nAll chance, direction, which thou canst not see\\nAll discord, harmony not understood\\nAll partial evil, universal good\\nAnd spite of pride, in erring reason s spite,\\nOne truth is clear, Whatever is, is right. 5 Line 289.\\n1 All the parts of the universe I have an interest in the earth serves me\\nto walk upon the sun to light me the stars have their influence upon\\nme Montaigne Apology or Raimond Sebond.\\n2 See Sir John Davies, page 176. 3 See Dryden, page 267.\\n4 There is no great and no small. Emerson Epigraph to History.\\n5 See Dryden, page 276.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0344.jp2"}, "341": {"fulltext": "pope. 317\\nKnow then thyself, presume not God to scan\\nThe proper study of mankind is man. 1\\nEssay on Man. Epistle ii. Line 1.\\nChaos of thought and passion, ail confused\\nStill by himself abused or disabused\\nCreated half to rise, and half to fall\\nGreat lord of all things, yet a prey to all\\nSole judge of truth, in endless error hurled,\\nThe glory, jest, and riddle of the world. 2 Line 13.\\nFix d like a plant on his peculiar spot,\\nTo draw nutrition, propagate, and rot. Lia 63\\nIn lazy apathy let stoics boast\\nTheir virtue fix d t is fix d as in a frost\\nContracted all, retiring to the breast\\nBut strength of mind is exercise, not rest. Line 101.\\nOn life s vast ocean diversely we sail,\\nKeason the card, but passion is the gale. Line 107.\\nAnd hence one master-passion in the breast,\\nLike Aaron s serpent, swallows up the rest. Line 131.\\nThe young disease, that must subdue at length,\\nGrows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength.\\nLine 135.\\nExtremes in nature equal ends produce\\nIn man they join to some mysterious use. Line 205.\\nVice is a monster of so frightful mien,\\nAs to be hated needs but to be seen 3\\nYet seen too oft, familiar with her face,\\nWe first endure, then pity, then embrace. Line 217.\\n1 La vray science et le vray etude de l homme c est Thomme (The true\\nscience and the true stud} r of man is man). Charros De la Sagetse.\\nlib. i. chap. 1.\\nTrees and fields tell me nothing: men are my teachers. Plato:\\nPhmdrus.\\n2 What a chimera, then, is man what a novelty, what a monster, what\\na chaos, what a subject of contradiction, what a prodigy! A judge of all\\nthings, feeble worm of the earth, depositary of the truth, cloaca of uncer-\\ntainty and error, the. glory and the shame of the universe. Pascal:\\nThoughts, chap. x.\\n3 See Dryden, page 269.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0345.jp2"}, "342": {"fulltext": "318 pope.\\nAsk where s the North At York t is on the Tweed\\nIn Scotland at the Orcades and there,\\nAt Greenland, Zembla, or the Lord knows where.\\nEssay on Man. Epistle ii. Line 222.\\nVirtuous and vicious every man must be,\\nFew in the extreme, but all in the degree. Line 231.\\nHope travels through, nor quits us when we die.\\nBehold the child, by Nature s kindly law,\\nPleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw\\nSome livelier plaything gives his youth delight,\\nA little louder, but as empty quite\\nScarfs, garters, gold, amuse his riper stage,\\nAnd beads and prayer-books are the toys of age.\\nPleased with this bauble still, as that before,\\nTill tired he sleeps, and life s poor play is o er. Line 274.\\nWhile man exclaims, See all things for my use\\nSee man for mine replies a pamper d goose. 1\\nEpistle Hi. Line 45.\\nLearn of the little nautilus to sail,\\nSpread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale. Line 177.\\nThe enormous faith of many made for one. Line 242.\\nFor forms of government let fools contest\\nWhate er is best administer d is best.\\nFor modes of faith let graceless zealots fight\\nHis can t be wrong whose life is in the right. 2\\nIn faith and hope the world will disagree,\\nBut all mankind s concern is charity. Line 303.\\nhappiness our being s end and aim\\nGood, pleasure, ease, content whate er thy name\\nThat something still which prompts the eternal sigh,\\nFor which we bear to live, or dare to die. Epistle iv. Line 1.\\n1 Why may not a goose say thus there is nothing that yon heav-\\nenly roof looks upon so favourably as me I am the darling of Nature. Is\\nit not man that keeps and serves me Montaigne Apology for Raimond\\nI^ebond.\\n2 See Cowley, page 260.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0346.jp2"}, "343": {"fulltext": "pope. 319\\nOrder is Heaven s first law. Essay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 49.\\nReason s whole pleasure, all the joys of sense,\\nLie in three words, health, peace, and competence.\\nLine 79.\\nThe soul s calm sunshine and the heartfelt joy. Line 168.\\nHonour and shame from no condition rise\\nAct well your part, there all the honour lies. Line 193.\\nWorth makes the man, and want of it the fellow\\nThe rest is all but leather or prunello. Line 203.\\nWhat can ennoble sots or slaves or cowards\\nAlas not all the blood of all the Howards. Line 215.\\nA wit s a feather, and a chief a rod\\nAn honest man s the noblest work of God. 1 Line 247.\\nPlays round the head, but comes not to the heart.\\nOne self-approving hour whole years outweighs\\nOf stupid starers and of loud huzzas\\nAnd more true joy Marcellus exil d feels\\nThan Caesar with a senate at his heels.\\nIn parts superior what advantage lies\\nTell (for you can) what is it to be wise\\nT is but to know how little can be known\\nTo see all others faults, and feel our own. Line 254.\\nTruths would you teach, or save a sinking land\\nAll fear, none aid you, and few understand. Line 26i.\\nIf parts allure thee, think how Bacon shin d,\\nThe wisest, brightest, meanest of mankind\\nOr ravish d with the whistling of a name, 2\\nSee Cromwell, damn d to everlasting fame 3 Line 28i.\\nKnow then this truth (enough for man to know),\\nVirtue alone is happiness below. Line 309.\\n1 See Fletcher, page 183.\\n2 See Cowley, page 262.\\n3 May see thee now, though late, redeem thy name,\\nAnd glorify what else is damn d to fame.\\nSavage Character of Foster.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0347.jp2"}, "344": {"fulltext": "320 POPE.\\nNever elated when one man s oppressed\\nNever dejected while another 7 s bless d.\\nEssay on Man. Epistle iv. Line 323\\nSlave to no sect, who takes no private road,\\nBut looks through Nature up to Nature s God. 1 Line 331.\\nForm d by thy converse, happily to steer\\nFrom grave to gay, from lively to severe. 2 Line 379.\\nSay, shall my little bark attendant sail,\\nPursue the triumph and partake the gale Line 385.\\nThou wert my guide, philosopher, and friend. Line 390\\nThat virtue only makes our bliss below, 3\\nAnd all our knowledge is ourselves to know. Line 397.\\nTo observations which ourselves we make,\\nWe grow more partial for th observer s sake.\\nMoral Essays. Epistle i. Line 11.\\nLike following life through creatures you dissect,\\nYou lose it in the moment you detect. Line 20.\\nIn vain sedate reflections we would make\\nWhen half our knowledge we must snatch, not take.\\nLine 39.\\nNot always actions show the man we find\\nWho does a kindness is not therefore kind. Line 109.\\nWho combats bravely is not therefore brave,\\nHe dreads a death-bed like the meanest slave\\nWho reasons wisely is not therefore wise,\\nHis pride in reasoning, not in acting lies. Line 115.\\nT is from high life high characters are drawn\\nA saint in crape is twice a saint in lawn. Line 135.\\nT is education forms the common mind\\nJust as the twig is bent the tree s inclined. Line 149.\\n1 See Bolingbroke, page 304.\\n2 See Dryden, page 273.\\n3 Tis virtue makes the bliss where er we -dwell. Collins Oriental\\nEclogues, i. line 5.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0348.jp2"}, "345": {"fulltext": "pope. 321\\nManners with fortunes, humours turn with climes,\\nTenets with books, and principles with times. 1\\nMoral Essays. Epistle i. Line 172.\\nOdious in woollen t would a saint provoke,\\nWere the last words that poor Narcissa spoke. Line 246.\\nAnd you, brave Cobham to the latest breath\\nShall feel your ruling passion strong in death. Line 262.\\nWhether the charmer sinner it or saint it,\\nIf folly grow romantic, I must paint it. Epistle a. Line is.\\nChoose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it\\nCatch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.\\nLine 19.\\nI Fine by defect, and delicately weak. 2 Line 43.\\nWith too much quickness ever to be taught\\nWith too much thinking to have common thought.\\nLine 97.\\nAtossa, cursed with every granted prayer,\\nChildless with all her children, wants an heir\\nTo heirs unknown descends the unguarded store,\\nOr wanders heaven-directed to the poor. Line 147.\\nI Virtue she finds too painful an endeavour,\\nContent to dwell in decencies forever. Line 163.\\nI Men, some to business, some to pleasure take\\nBut every woman is at heart a rake. Line 215.\\nSee how the world its veterans rewards\\nA youth of frolics, an old age of cards. Line 243.\\nOh, blest with temper whose unclouded ray\\nCan make to-morrow cheerful as to-day Lint 257.\\nMost women have no characters at all. Line 2.\\nShe who ne er answers till a husband cools,\\nOr if she rules him, never shows she rules. Line 261.\\n1 Omnia mutantur, nos et mutamur in illis (All things change, and we\\nchange with them). Matthias Borbonius Delicioe Poetarum Germa-\\nnorum, i. 685.\\n2 See Prior, page 287.\\n21", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0349.jp2"}, "346": {"fulltext": "322 pope.\\nAnd mistress of herself though china fall.\\nMoral Essays. Epistle ii. Line 268.\\nWoman s at best a contradiction still. Line 270,\\nWho shall decide when doctors disagree,\\nAnd soundest casuists doubt, like you and me\\nEpistle Hi. Line 1.\\nBlest paper-credit last and best supply\\nThat lends corruption lighter wings to fly. Line 39.\\nP. What riches give us let us then inquire\\nMeat, fire, and clothes. B. What more P. Meat, fine\\nclothes, and fire. Line 79.\\nBut thousands die without or this or that,\\nDie, and endow a college or a cat. Line 95.\\nThe ruling passion, be it what it will,\\nThe ruling passion conquers reason still. Line 153.\\nExtremes in Nature equal good produce\\nExtremes in man concur to general use. Line wi.\\nRise, honest muse and sing The Man of Boss. Line 250.\\nYe little stars hide your diminished rays. 1 Line 282.\\nWho builds a church to God and not to fame,\\nWill never mark the marble with his name. Line 285.\\nIn the worst inn s worst room, with mat half hung.\\nLine 299.\\nWhere London s column, pointing at the skies,\\nLike a tall bully, lifts the head and lies. Line 339.\\nGood sense, which only is the gift of Heaven,\\nAnd though no science, fairly worth the seven.\\nEpistle iv. Line 43.\\nTo rest, the cushion and soft dean invite,\\nWho never mentions hell to ears polite. 2 Line 149.\\ni See Milton, page 231.\\n2 See Brown, page 287.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0350.jp2"}, "347": {"fulltext": "pope. 323\\nStatesman, yet friend to truth of soul sincere,\\nIn action faithful, and in honour clear\\nWho broke no promise, serv d no private end,\\nWho gain d no title, and who lost no friend.\\nEpistle to Mr. Addison. Line 67.\\nT is with our judgments as our watches, none\\nGo just alike, yet each believes his own. 1\\nEssay on Criticism. Part i. Line 9.\\nOne science only will one genius fit\\nSo vast is art, so narrow human wit. Line 60.\\nFrom vulgar bounds with brave disorder part,\\nAnd snatch a grace beyond the reach of art. Line 152.\\nThose oft are stratagems which errors seem,\\nNor is it Homer nods, but we that dream. 2 Line 177.\\nOf all the causes which conspire to blind\\nMan s erring judgment, and misguide the mind\\nWhat the weak head with strongest bias rules,\\nIs pride, the never-failing vice of fools. p ar t a. Line l.\\nA little learning is a dangerous thing 8\\nDrink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring\\nThere shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,\\nAnd drinking largely sobers us again. Line 15.\\nHills peep o er hills, and Alps on Alps arise Line 32.\\nWhoever thinks a faultless piece to see,\\nThinks what ne er was, nor is, nor e er shall be. 4 Line 53.\\nTrue wit is Nature to advantage dress d,\\nWhat oft was thought, but ne er so well express d.\\nLine 97.\\nWords are like leaves and where they most abound,\\nMuch fruit of sense beneath is rarely found. Line 109.\\n1 See Suckling, page 256.\\n2 Quandoque bonus dormitat Homerus (Even the worthy Homer some-\\ntimes nods). Horace De Arte Poetica, 359.\\n3 See Bacon, page 166.\\n4 See Suckling, page 256.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0351.jp2"}, "348": {"fulltext": "324 pope.\\nSuch laboured nothings, in so strange a style,\\nAmaze th unlearned and make the learned smile.\\nEssay on Criticism. Part ii. Line 126.\\nIn words, as fashions, the same rule will hold,\\nAlike fantastic if too new or old\\nBe not the first by whom the new are tried,\\nNor yet the last to lay the old aside. Line 133.\\nSome to church repair,\\nNot for the doctrine, but the music there.\\nThese equal syllables alone require,\\nThough oft the ear the open vowels tire\\nWhile expletives their feeble aid to join,\\nAnd ten low words oft creep in one dull line. Line 142.\\nA needless Alexandrine ends the song,\\nThat like a wounded snake drags its slow length along.\\nLine 156.\\nTrue ease in writing comes from art, not chance,\\nAs those move easiest who have learn d to dance.\\nT is not enough no harshness gives offence,\\nThe sound must seem an echo to the sense. Line 162.\\nSoft is the strain when zephyr gently blows,\\nAnd the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows\\nBut when loud surges lash the sounding shore,\\nThe hoarse rough verse should like the torrent roar.\\nWhen Aj ax strives some rock s vast weight to throw,\\nThe line too labours, and the words move slow\\nNot so when swift Camilla scours the plain,\\nFlies o er th unbending corn, and skims along the main.\\nLine ICG.\\nYet let not each gay turn thy rapture move\\nFor fools admire, but men of sense approve. Line vjo.\\nBut let a lord once own the happy lines,\\nHow the wit brightens how the style refines Line 220.\\nEnvy will merit as its shade pursue,\\nBut like a shadow proves the substance true. Line 266.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0352.jp2"}, "349": {"fulltext": "pope. 325\\nTo err is human, to forgive divine. 1\\nEssay on Criticism. Part ii. Line 325.\\nAll seems infected that th infected spy,\\nAs all looks yellow to the jaundiced eye. Line 358.\\nAnd make each day a critic on the last. p ar t Hi. Line 12.\\nMen must be taught as if you taught them not,\\nAnd things unknown proposed as things forgot. Line 15.\\nThe bookful blockhead, ignorantly read,\\nWith loads of learned lumber in his head. Line 53.\\nMost authors steal their works, or buy\\nGarth did not write his own Dispensary. Line 59.\\nFor fools rush in where angels fear to tread. 2 Line 66.\\nLed by the light of the Maeonian star. Line 89.\\nContent if hence th 7 unlearned their wants may view,\\nThe learn d reflect on what before they knew. 3\\nPart in. Line 180.\\nWhat dire offence from amorous causes springs\\nWhat mighty contests rise from trivial things\\nThe Rape of the Loch. Canto i. Line 1.\\nAnd all Arabia breathes from yonder box. Line 134.\\nOn her white breast a sparkling cross she wore\\nWhich Jews might kiss, and infidels adore.\\nCanto ii. Line 7.\\nIf to her share some female errors fall,\\nLook on her face, and you 11 forget them all. Line 17.\\n1 Then gently scan your brother man,\\nStill gentler sister woman\\nThough thev may gang a kennm 1 wrang,\\nTo step aside is human.\\nBurns Address to the Unco Guid.\\n2 See Shakespeare, page 96.\\n3 Indocti discant et ament meminisse periti (Let the unlearned learn,\\nand the learned delight in remembering). This Latin hexameter, which is\\ncommonly ascribed to Horace, appeared for the first time as an epigraph\\nto President Henault s u Abrege Chronologique, and in the preface to the\\nthird edition of this work Henault acknowledges that he had given it as a\\ntranslation of this couplet.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0353.jp2"}, "350": {"fulltext": "326 pope.\\nFair tresses man s imperial race insnare,\\nAnd beauty draws us with a single hair. 1\\nThe Rape of the Loch. Canto ii. Line 27.\\nHere thou, great Anna whom three realms obey,\\nDost sometimes counsel take and sometimes tea.\\nCanto Hi. Line 7.\\nAt every word a reputation dies. jj ne ie.\\nThe hungry judges soon the sentence sign,\\nAnd wretches hang that jurymen may dine. Line 21.\\nCoffee, which makes the politician wise,\\nAnd see through all things with his half-shut eyes.\\nLine 117.\\nThe meeting points the sacred hair dissever\\nFrom the fair head, forever, and forever Line 153.\\nSir Plume, of amber snuff-box justly vain,\\nAnd the nice conduct of a clouded cane. Canto iv. Line 123.\\nCharms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.\\nCanto v. Line 34.\\nShut, shut the door, good John fatigued, I said\\nTie up the knocker say I m sick, I m dead.\\nEpistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. Prologue to the Satires. Line 1.\\nFire in each eye, and papers in each hand,\\nThey rave, recite, and madden round the land. Line 5.\\nE en Sunday shines no Sabbath day to me. Line 12.\\nIs there a parson much bemused in beer,\\nA maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer,\\nA clerk foredoom d his father s soul to cross,\\nWho pens a stanza when he should engross Line 15.\\nFriend to my life, which did not you prolong,\\nThe world had wanted many an idle song. Line 27.\\nObliged by hunger and request of friends. Line 44.\\nFired that the house rejects him, Sdeath I 11 print it,\\nAnd shame the fools. Line 61.\\n1 See Burton, page 191.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0354.jp2"}, "351": {"fulltext": "pope. 327\\nNo creature smarts so little as a fool.\\nPrologue to the Satires. Line 84.\\nDestroy his fib or sophistry in vain\\nThe creature s at his dirty work again. Line 91.\\nAs yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame,\\nI lisp d in numbers, for the numbers came. Line 127.\\nPretty in amber to observe the forms\\nOf hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms 1\\nThe things, we know, are neither rich nor rare,\\nBut wonder how the devil they got there. Line 169.\\nMeans not, but blunders round about a meaning\\nAnd he whose fustian s so sublimely bad,\\nIt is not poetry, but prose run mad. Line 186.\\nShould such a man, too fond to rule alone,\\nBear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne. 2\\nLine 197.\\nDamn with faint praise, assent with civil leer,\\nAnd without sneering teach the rest to sneer 3\\nWilling to wound, and yet afraid to strike,\\nJust hint a fault, and hesitate dislike. Line 201.\\nBy flatterers besieg d,\\nAnd so obliging that he ne er obliged\\nLike Cato, give his little senate laws, 4\\nAnd sit attentive to his own applause. Line 207.\\nWho but must laugh, if such a man there be\\nWho would not weep, if Atticus were he Line 213.\\nOn wings of winds came flying all abroad. 5 Line 218.\\nCursed be the verse, how well so e er it flow,\\nThat tends to make one worthy man my foe. Line 283.\\nl See Bacon, page 168. 2 See Denham, page 258.\\n3 When needs he must, yet faintly then he praises\\nSomewhat the deed, much more the means he raises\\nSo marreth what he makes, and praising most, dispraises.\\nP. Fletcher The Purple Island, canto vii.\\n4 See page 336.\\n5 See Sternhold, page 23.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0355.jp2"}, "352": {"fulltext": "328 POPE.\\nSatire or sense, alas can Sporus feel\\nWho breaks a butterfly upon a wheel\\nPrologue to the Satires. Line 307.\\nEternal smiles his emptiness betray,\\nAs shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Line 315.\\nWit that can creep, and pride that licks the dust.\\nLine 333.\\nThat not in fancy s maze he wander d long,\\nBut stoop d to truth, and moraliz d his song. 1 Line 340.\\nMe let the tender office long engage\\nTo rock the cradle of reposing age\\nWith lenient arts extend a mother s. breath,\\nMake languor smile, and smooth the bed of death\\nExplore the thought, explain the asking eye,\\nAnd keep awhile one parent from the sky. Line 4gs.\\nLord Eanny spins a thousand such a day.\\nSatires, Ljristles, and Odes of Horace. Satire i. Booh ii. Line 6.\\nSatire s my weapon, but I m too discreet\\nTo run amuck, and tilt at all I meet. Line 69.\\nBut touch me, and no minister so sore\\nWhoe er offends at some unlucky time\\nSlides into verse, and hitches in a rhyme,\\nSacred to ridicule his whole life long,\\nAnd the sad burden of some merry song. Line 76,\\nBare the mean heart that lurks behind a star. Line no.\\nThere St. John mingles with my friendly bowl,\\nThe feast of reason and the flow of soul. Line 127.\\nFor I, who hold sage Homer s rule the best,\\nWelcome the coming, speed the going guest. 2\\nSatire ii. Book ii. Line 159.\\nGive me again my hollow tree,\\nA Crust of bread, and liberty. Satire vi. Booh ii. Line 220.\\n1 See Spenser, page 27.\\n2 This line is repeated in the translation of the Odyssey, book xv. line\\n83, with parting instead of going.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0356.jp2"}, "353": {"fulltext": "POPE. 329\\nDo good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.\\nEpilogue to the Satires. Dialogue i. Line 136.\\nTo Berkeley every virtue under heaven.\\nDialogue ii. Line 73.\\nWhen the brisk minor pants for twenty-one.\\nEpistle i. Book i. Line 38.\\nHe s armed without that s innocent within. Line 94.\\nGet place and wealth, if possible, with grace\\nIf not, by any means get wealth and place. 1 Line 203.\\nAbove all Greek, above all Eoman fame. 2 Book a. Line 26.\\nAuthors, like coins, grow dear as they grow old. Line 35.\\nThe mob of gentlemen who wrote with ease. Line W8.\\nOne simile that solitary shines\\nIn the dry desert of a thousand lines. Line 111.\\nThen marble soften d into life grew warm,\\nAnd yielding, soft metal flow d to human form. 3 Line 147.\\nWho says in verse what others say in prose. Line 202.\\nWaller was smooth but Dry den taught to join\\nThe varying verse, the full resounding line,\\nThe long majestic march, and energy divine. Line 267.\\nE en copious Dry den wanted or forgot\\nThe last and greatest art, the art to blot. Line 280.\\nWho pants for glory finds but short repose\\nA breath revives him, or a breath overthrows. 4 Line 300.\\nThere still remains to mortify a wit\\nThe many-headed monster of the pit. 5 Line 304.\\n1 See Ben Jonson, page 177.\\n2 See Dry den, page 267.\\n3 The canvas glow d beyond ev n Nature warm;\\nThe pregnant quarry teem d with human form.\\nGoldsmith The Traveller, line 137.\\n4 A breath can make them as a breath has made. Goldsmith The\\nDeserted Village, line 54.\\n6 See Sidney, page 34.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0357.jp2"}, "354": {"fulltext": "330 POPE.\\nPraise undeserved is scandal in disguise. 1\\nSatires, Epistles, and Odes of Horace. Epistle i. Boole ii.Line 413.\\nYears following years steal something every day\\nAt last they steal us from ourselves away.\\nEpistle ii. Boole ii. Line 72.\\nThe vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg. Line 85.\\nWords that wise Bacon or brave Ealeigh spoke. Line 168.\\nG-rac d as thou art with all the power of words,\\nSo known, so honoured at the House of Lords. 2\\nEpistle vi. Book i. To Mr. Murray.\\nVain was the chiefs the sage s pride\\nThey had no poet, and they died. odes. Boole iv. Ode 9.\\nNature and Nature s laws lay hid in night\\nGod said, Let Newton be and all was light.\\nEpitaph intended for Sir Isaac Newton.\\nYe Gods annihilate but space and time,\\nAnd make two lovers happy.\\nMartinus Scriblerus on the Art of Sinking in Poetry, Chap. xi.\\nthou whatever title please thine ear,\\nDean, Drapier, Bickerstaff, or Gulliver\\nWhether thou choose Cervantes serious air,\\nOr laugh and shake in Rabelais easy-chair.\\nThe Dunciad. Book i. Line 19.\\nPoetic Justice, with her lifted scale,\\nWhere in nice balance truth with gold she weighs,\\nAnd solid pudding against empty praise. Line 52.\\n1 This line is from a poem entitled To the Celebrated Beauties of the\\nBritish Court, given in Bell s Fugitive Poetry, vol. iii. p. 118.\\nThe following epigram is from The Grove, London, 1721\\nWhen one good line did much my wonder raise.\\nIn Br st s works, I stood resolved to praise,\\nAnd had, but that the modest author cries,\\nPraise undeserved is scandal in disguise.\\nOn a certain line of Mr. Br Author of a Copy\\nof Verses called the British Beauties.\\n2 See Cibber, page 297.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0358.jp2"}, "355": {"fulltext": "pope. 331\\nNow night descending, the proud scene was o er,\\nBut lived in Settle s numbers one day more.\\nThe Dunciad. Book i. Line 89.\\nWhile pensive poets painful vigils keep,\\nSleepless themselves to give their readers sleep. Line 93.\\nXext o er his books his eyes begin to roll,\\nIn pleasing memory of all he stole. Line 127.\\nOr where the pictures for the page atone,\\nAnd Quarles is sav d by beauties not his own. Line 1S9.\\nHow index-learning turns no student pale,\\nYet holds the eel of science by the tail. Line 279.\\nAnd gentle Dulness ever loves a joke. Book a. Line 34.\\nAnother, yet the same. 1 Book Hi. Line 90.\\nTill Peter s keys some christened Jove adorn,\\nAnd Pan to Closes lends his pagan horn. Line 109.\\nAll crowd, who foremost shall be damn d to fame. 2\\nLine 158.\\nSilence, ye wolves while Ealph to Cynthia howls,\\nAnd makes night hideous 3 answer him, ye owls\\nLine 165.\\nAnd proud his mistress order to perform,\\nHides in the whirlwind and directs the storm. 4 Line 263.\\nA wit with dunces, and a dunce with wits. 5\\nBook iv. Line 90.\\n1 Another, yet the same. Tickell: From a Lady in England. John-\\nson Life of Dryden. Darwin: Botanic Garden, part i. canto iv. line\\n380. Wordsworth The Excursion, Book ix. Scott The Abbot, cha-p. i.\\nHorace carmen secundum, line 10.\\n2 May see thee now, though late, redeem thy name,\\nAnd glorify what else is damn d to fame.\\nSavage Character of Foster.\\n3 See Shakespeare, page 131.\\n4 See Addison, page 299.\\n5 See Shakespeare, page 93.\\nThis man [Chesterfield], I thought, had been a lord among wits; but I\\nfind he is only a wit among lords. Johnson (BosweWs Life): vol. ii. ch. i.\\nA fool with judges, amongst fools a judge. Cowper: Conversation,\\nline 298.\\nAlthough too much of a soldier among sovereigns, no one could claim", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0359.jp2"}, "356": {"fulltext": "332 POPE.\\nHow sweet an Ovid, Murray was our boast\\nThe Dunciad. Booh iv. Line 169.\\nThe right divine of kings to govern wrong. Une 188.\\nStuff the head\\nWith all such reading as was never read\\nFor thee explain a thing till all men doubt it,\\nAnd write about it, goddess, and about it. Line 249.\\nTo happy convents bosom d deep in vines,\\nWhere slumber abbots purple as their wines. Line 301.\\nLed by my hand, he saunter d Europe round,\\nAnd gathered every vice on Christian ground. Line 311.\\nJudicious drank, and greatly daring din d. Line 318.\\nStretch d on the rack of a too easy chair,\\nAnd heard thy everlasting yawn confess\\nThe pains and penalties of idleness. Line 342.\\nE en Palinurus nodded at the helm. Line 614.\\nEeligion blushing, veils her sacred fires,\\nAnd unawares Morality expires.\\nNor public flame nor private dares to shine\\nNor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine\\nLo thy dread empire Chaos is restor d,\\nLight dies before thy uncreating word\\nThy hand, great Anarch, lets the curtain fall,\\nAnd universal darkness buries all. Line 649.\\nwith better right to be a sovereign among soldiers. Walter Scott: Life\\nof Napoleon.\\nHe [Steele] was a rake among scholars, and a scholar among rakes.\\nMacaulay: Review of Aikin s Life of Addison.\\nTemple was a man of the world among men of letters, a man of letters\\namong men of the world. Macaulay: Review of Life and Writings of\\nSir William Temple.\\nGreswell in his Memoirs of Politian says that Sannazarius himself,\\ninscribing to this lady [Cassandra Marchesia] an edition of his Italian\\nPoems, terms her delle belle eruditissima, delle erudite bellissima (most\\nlearned of the fair fairest of the learned).\\nQui stultis videri eruditi volunt stulti eruditis videntur (Those who wish\\nto appear wise among fools, among the wise seem foolish). Quiktilian,\\nx. 7. 22.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0360.jp2"}, "357": {"fulltext": "pope. 333\\nHeaven first taught letters for some wretch s aid,\\nSome banish d lover, or some captive maid.\\nEloisa to Abelard. Line 51.\\nSpeed the soft intercourse from soul to soul.\\nAnd waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole. Line 57.\\nAnd truths divine came mended from that tongue.\\nLine 66.\\nCurse on all laws but those which love has made\\nLove, free as air at sight of human ties,\\nSpreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Line 74.\\nAnd love the offender, yet detest the offence. 1 Line 192.\\nHow happy is the blameless vestal s lot\\nThe world forgetting, by the world forgot. Line 207.\\nOne thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight\\nPriests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight. 2 Line 273.\\nSee my lips tremble and my eyeballs roll,\\nSuck my last breath, and catch my flying soul. Line 323.\\nHe best can paint them who shall feel them most. 3\\nLast line.\\nXot chaos-like together crushed and bruis d,\\nBut as the world, harmoniously confus d,\\nWhere order in variety we see,\\nAnd where, though all things differ, all agree.\\nWindsor Forest. Line 13.\\nA mighty hunter, and his prey was man. Line 61.\\nFrom old Belerium to the northern main. Line 316.\\nNor Fame I slight, nor for her favours call\\nShe comes unlooked for if she comes at all.\\nThe Temple of Fame. Line 513.\\nUnblemished let me live, or die unknown\\nOh grant an honest fame, or grant me none Last line.\\n1 See Dryden, page 273.\\n2 Priests, altars, victims, swam before my sight. Edmund Smith\\nPh dra and Rippolytus, act i. sc. 1.\\n3 See Addison, page 300.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0361.jp2"}, "358": {"fulltext": "334\\nPOPE.\\nI am his Highness dog at Kew\\nPray tell me, sir, whose dog are you\\nOn the Collar of a Dog.\\nThere, take (says Justice), take ye each a shell\\nWe thrive at Westminster on fools like you\\nT was a fat oyster, live in peace, adieu. 1\\nVerbatim from Boileau.\\nFather of all in every age,\\nIn every clime adored,\\nBy saint, by savage, and by sage,\\nJehovah, Jove, or Lord. The Universal Prayer. Stanza 1.\\nThou great First Cause, least understood. stanza 2,\\nAnd binding Xature fast in fate,\\nLeft free the human will. Stanza 3.\\nAnd deal damnation round the land. Stanza 7.\\nTeach me to feel another s woe,\\nTo hide the fault I see\\nThat mercy I to others show,\\nThat mercy show to me. 2 Stanza 10.\\nHappy the man whose wish and care\\nA few paternal acres bound. ode on Solitude.\\nThus let me live, unseen, unknown,\\nThus unlamented let me die\\nSteal from the world, and not a stone\\nTell where I lie. ibid.\\nVital spark of heavenly flame\\nQuit, oh quit this mortal frame\\nThe Dying Christian to his Soul.\\nHark they whisper angels say,\\nSister spirit, come away ibid.\\n1 Tenez voila, dit-elle, a chacun une ecaille,\\nDes sottises d autrui nous vivons aii Palais\\nMessieurs, rhuitre \u00c2\u00a3toit bonne. Adieu. Vivez en paix.\\nBoileau Epitre ii. (a M. V Abbe des Roches).\\n2 See Spenser, page 29.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0362.jp2"}, "359": {"fulltext": "pope. 335\\nTell me, my soul, can this be death\\nThe Dying Christian to his Soul.\\nLend, lend your wings I mount I fly\\nOh grave where is thy victory\\nOh death where is thy sting ibid.\\nWhat beckoning ghost along the moonlight shade\\nInvites my steps, and points to yonder glade 1\\nTo the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady. Line 1.\\nIs there no bright reversion in the sky\\nTor those who greatly think, or bravely die Line 9.\\nThe glorious fault of angels and of gods. Line u.\\nSo perish all, whose breast ne er learn d to glow\\nFor others good, or melt at others woe. 2 Line 45.\\nBy foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos d,\\nBy foreign hands thy decent limbs composed,\\nBy foreign hands thy humble grave adorn d,\\nBy strangers honoured, and by strangers mourn d\\nLine 51.\\nAnd bear about the mockery of woe\\nTo midnight dances and the public show. Line 57.\\nHow lov d, how honour d once avails thee not,\\nTo whom related, or by whom begot\\nA heap of dust alone remains of thee\\nT is all thou art, and all the proud shall be Line n.\\nSuch were the notes thy once lov d poet sung,\\nTill death untimely stopp d his tuneful tongue.\\n/Epistle to Robert, Earl of Oxford.\\nWho ne er knew joy but friendship might divide,\\nOr gave his father grief but when he died.\\nEpitaph on the Hon. S. Harcourt.\\nThe saint sustain d it, but the woman died.\\nEpitaph on Mrs. Corbet.\\nOf manners gentle, of affections mild\\nIn wit a man, simplicity a child. 3 Epitaph on Gay.\\n1 See Ben Jouson, page 180. 2 See page 346.\\n3 See Dryden, page 270.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0363.jp2"}, "360": {"fulltext": "336 pope.\\nA brave man struggling in the storms of fate,\\nAnd greatly falling with a falling state.\\nWhile Cato gives his little senate laws,\\nWhat bosom beats not in his country s cause\\nPrologue to Mr. Addison s Cato.\\nThe mouse that always trusts to one poor hole\\nCan never be a mouse of any soul. 1\\nThe Wife of Bath. Her Prologue. Line 298.\\nLove seldom haunts the breast where learning lies,\\nAnd Venus sets ere Mercury can rise. Line 369.\\nYou beat your pate, and fancy wit will come\\nKnock as you please, there s nobody at home. 2 Epigram.\\nFor he lives twice who can at once employ\\nThe present well, and e en the past enjoy. 3\\nImitation of Martial.\\nWho dared to love their country, and be poor.\\nOn his Grotto at Twickenham.\\nParty is the madness of many for the gain of a few. 4\\nThoughts on Various Subjects.\\nI never knew any man in my life who could not bear\\nanother s misfortunes perfectly like a Christian. ibid.\\nAchilles wrath, to Greece the direful spring\\nOf woes unnumber d, heavenly goddess, sing\\nThe Iliad of Homer. Book i. Line 1.\\n1 See Chaucer, page 4. Herbert, page 206.\\n2 His wit invites you by his looks to come,\\nBut when you knock, it never is at home.\\nCowper Conversation, line 303.\\n3 Ampliat getatis spatium sibi vir bonus hoc est\\nVivere bis vita posse priore frui\\n(The good man prolongs his life; to be able to enjoy one s past life is to live\\ntwice). Martial, x. 237.\\nSee Cowley, pnge 262.\\n4 From Roscoe s edition of Pope, vol. v. p. 376 originally printed in\\nMode s Miscellanies, 1727. In the edition of 1736 Pope says, I must\\nown that the prose part (the Thought on Various Subjects), at the end of\\nthe second volume, was wholly mine. January, 1734.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0364.jp2"}, "361": {"fulltext": "pope. 337\\nThe distant Trojans never injur d me.\\nThe Iliad of Homer, Booh i. Line 200.\\nWords sweet as honey from his lips distill d. Line 332.\\nShakes his ambrosial curls, and gives the nod.\\nThe stamp of fate, and sanction of the god. Line 684.\\nAnd unextinguished laughter shakes the skies. 1 Line 771.\\nThick as autumnal leaves or driving sand.\\nBook il. Line 970.\\nChiefs who no more in bloody fights engage.\\nBut wise through time, and narrative with age,\\nIn siiminer-days like grasshoppers rejoice.\\nA bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.\\nBook Hi. Line 199.\\nShe moves a goddess, and she looks a queen. Line 208.\\nAjax the great\\nHimself a host. Line 293.\\nPlough the watery deep. Line 357.\\nThe day shall come, that great avenging day\\nWhich Troy s proud glories in the dust shall lay,\\nWhen Priam s powers and Priam s self shall fall.\\nAnd one prodigious ruin swallow all. Bool iv. Line 196.\\nFirst in the fight and every graceful deed. Line 295.\\nThe first in banquets, but the last in fight. Line 401.\\nGods How the son degenerates from the sire Line 451.\\nWith all its beauteous honours 011 its head. Line 557.\\nA wealthy priest, but rich without a fault. Book v. Line is.\\nNot two strong men the enormous weight could raise.\\nSuch men as live in these degenerate days. 2 Line 371.\\n1 The same line occurs in the translation of the Odyssey, book viii,\\nline 366.\\n2 A mass enormous which in modern days\\nNo two of earth s degenerate sons could raise.\\nBook xx. line 337.\\n22", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0365.jp2"}, "362": {"fulltext": "338 pope.\\nWhose little body lodg d a mighty mind.\\nThe Iliad of Homer. Boole v. Line 999.\\nHe held his seat, a friend to human race.\\nBooh vi. Line 18.\\nLike leaves on trees the race of man is found,\\nNow green in youth, now withering on the ground;\\nAnother race the following spring supplies\\nThey fall successive, and successive rise. Line isi.\\nInflaming wine, pernicious to mankind. Line 330.\\nIf yet not lost to all the sense of shame. Line 350.\\nT is man s to fight, but Heaven s to give success.\\nLine 427.\\nThe young Astyanax, the hope of Troy. Line 467.\\nYet while my Hector still survives, I see\\nMy father, mother, brethren, all, in thee. Line 544.\\nAndromache my soul s far better part. Line 624.\\nHe from whose lips divine persuasion flows.\\nBooh vii. Line 143.\\nNot hate, but glory, made these chiefs contend\\nAnd each brave foe was in his soul a friend. Line 364.\\nI war not with the dead. Line 485.\\nAurora now, fair daughter of the dawn,\\nSprinkled with rosy light the dewy lawn.\\nBooh viii. Line 1.\\nAs full-blown poppies, overcharg d with rain,\\nDecline the head, and drooping kiss the plain,\\nSo sinks the youth his beauteous head, deprest\\nBeneath his helmet, drops upon his breast. Line 371.\\nWho dares think one thing, and another tell,\\nMy heart detests him as the gates of hell. 2\\nBooh ix. Line 412.\\n1 As of the green leaves on a thick tree, some fall, and some grow.\\nEcclesiasticus xiv. 18.\\n2 The same line, with soul for heart, occurs in the translation of\\nthe Odyssey, book xiv. line 181.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0366.jp2"}, "363": {"fulltext": "pope. 339\\nLife is not to be bought with heaps of gold\\nXot all Apollo s Pythian treasures hold,\\nOr Troy once held, in peace and pride of sway,\\nCan bribe the poor possession of a day.\\nThe Iliad of Homer. Bool ix. Line 524.\\nShort is my date, but deathless my renown. Line 535.\\nInjustice, swift, erect, and unconfin d,\\nSweeps the wide earth, and tramples o er mankind.\\nLine 628.\\nA generous friendship no cold medium knows,\\nBurns with one love, with one resentment glows.\\nLine 725.\\nTo labour is the lot of man below\\nAnd when Jove gave us life, he gave us woe.\\nBoole x. Line 78.\\nContent to follow when we lead the way. Line 141.\\nHe serves me most who serves his country best. 1 Line 201.\\nPraise from a friend, or censure from a foe,\\nAre lost on hearers that our merits know. Line 293.\\nThe rest were vulgar deaths, unknown to fame.\\nBook set. Line 394.\\nWithout a sign his sword the brave man draws,\\nAnd asks no omen but his country s cause.\\nBook xii. Line 283.\\nThe life which others pay let us bestow,\\nAnd give to fame what we to nature owe, Line 393.\\nAnd seem to walk on wings, and tread in air.\\nBook xiii. Line 106.\\nThe best of things beyond their measure cloy. Line 795.\\nTo hide their ignominious heads in Troy.\\nBook xiv. Line 170.\\nPersuasive speech, and more persuasive sighs,\\nSilence that spoke, and eloquence of eyes. Line 251.\\n1 He serves his party best who serves the country best. Rutherford\\nB. Hayes: Inaugural Address, March 5, 1877.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0367.jp2"}, "364": {"fulltext": "340 POPE.\\nHeroes as great have died, and yet shall fall.\\nThe Iliad of Homer, Booh xv. Line 157.\\nAnd for our country t is a bliss to die. Line 583.\\nLike strength is felt from hope and from despair.\\nLine 852.\\nTwo friends, two bodies with one soul inspired. 1\\nBook xvi. Line 267.\\nDispel this cloud, the light of Heaven restore\\nGive me to see, and Ajax asks no more. Booh xvii. Line 730.\\nThe mildest manners, and the gentlest heart. Line 756.\\nIn death a hero, as in life a friend Line 758.\\nPatroclus, lov d of all my martial train,\\nBeyond mankind, beyond myself, is slain\\nBooh xviii. Line 103.\\nI live an idle burden to the ground. Line 134.\\nAh, youth forever dear, forever kind. Booh xix. Line 303.\\nAccept these grateful tears for thee they flow,\\nFor thee, that ever felt another s woe Line 319.\\nWhere er he mov d, the goddess shone before.\\nBooh xx. Line 127.\\nThe matchless Ganymed, divinely fair. 2 Line 278.\\nT is fortune gives us birth,\\nBut Jove alone endues the soul with worth. Line 290.\\nOur business in the field of fight\\nIs not to question, but to prove our might. Line 304.\\n1 A friend is one soul abiding in two bodies. Diogenes Laertius\\nOn Aristotle.\\nTwo souls with but a single thought,\\nTwo hearts that beat as one.\\nBellinghausen Ingomar the Barbarian, act ii.\\n2 Divinely fair. Tennyson: A Dream of Fair Women, xxii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0368.jp2"}, "365": {"fulltext": "pope. 341\\nA mass enormous which in modern days\\na$o two of earth s degenerate sons could raise. 1\\nThe Iliad of Homer. Booh xx. Line 337.\\nThe bitter dregs of fortune s cup to drain.\\nBook xxii. Line 85.\\nWho dies in youth and vigour, dies the best. Line wo.\\nThis, this is misery the last, the worst\\nThat man can feel. Line 106.\\nXo season now for calm familiar talk. Line 169.\\nJove lifts the golden balances that show\\nThe fates of mortal men, and things below. Line 271.\\nAchilles absent was Achilles still. Line 418.\\nForever honoured, and forever mourn d. Line 422.\\nUnwept, unhonour d, uninterr d he lies 2 Line 484.\\nGrief tears his heart, and drives him to and fro\\nIn all the raging impotence of woe. Line 526.\\nSinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave. Line 543.\\nT is true, t is certain man though dead retains\\nPart of himself the immortal mind remains.\\nBoole xxiii. Line 122.\\nBase wealth preferring to eternal praise. Line 368.\\nIt is not strength, but art, obtains the prize, 3\\nAnd to be swift is less than to be wise.\\nT is more by art than force of numerous strokes.\\nLine 383.\\nA green old age, 4 unconscious of decays,\\nThat proves the hero born in better days. Line 929.\\n1 See page 337.\\n2 Unwept, unhonoured, and unsung. Scott: Lay of the Last Minstrel.\\nUnknelled, uncoffined, and unknown. Byron Child e Harold, canto\\niv. stanza 179.\\n3 See Middleton, page 172. 4 See Drvden, page 276.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0369.jp2"}, "366": {"fulltext": "342 pope.\\nTwo urns by Jove s high throne have ever stood,\\nThe source of evil one, and one of good.\\nThe Iliad of Homer. Booh xxiv. Line 663.\\nThe mildest manners with the bravest mind. Line 963t\\nFly, dotard, fly\\nWith thy wise dreams and fables of the sky.\\nThe Odyssey of Homer. Bool ii. Line 207.\\nAnd what he greatly thought, he nobly dar d. Line 312\\nFew sons attain the praise\\nOf their great sires, and most their sires disgrace.\\nLine 315.\\nFor never, never, wicked man was wise. Line 320t\\nUrge him with truth to frame his fair replies\\nAnd sure he will for Wisdom never lies. Book Hi. Line 25.\\nThe lot of man, to suffer and to die. Une 117.\\nA faultless body and a blameless mind. n ne 138t\\nThe long historian of my country s woes. Line 142.\\nForgetful youth but know, the Power above\\nWith ease can save each object of his love\\nWide as his will extends his boundless grace. Line 285.\\nWhen now Aurora, daughter of the dawn,\\nWith rosy lustre purpled o er the lawn. jj ne $26.\\nThese riches are possessed, but not enjoy d\\nBooh iv. Line 118.\\nMirror of constant faith, rever d and mourn d Line 229.\\nThere with commutual zeal we both had strove\\nIn acts of dear benevolence and love\\nBrothers in peace, not rivals in command. Line 241.\\nThe glory of a firm, capacious mind. Line 262.\\nWise to resolve, and patient to perform. Line 372.\\nThe leader, mingling with the vulgar host,\\nIs in the common mass of matter lost. Line 397.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0370.jp2"}, "367": {"fulltext": "pope. 343\\nthou, whose certain eye foresees\\nThe fix d events of fate s remote decrees.\\nThe Odyssey of Homer. Book iv. Line 627.\\nForget the brother, and resume the man. Line 732.\\nGentle of speech, beneficent of mind. Line 917.\\nThe people s parent, he protected all. Line 921,\\nThe big round tear stands trembling in her eye. Line 936.\\nThe windy satisfaction of the tongue. Line 1092.\\nHeaven hears and pities hapless men like me,\\nFor sacred ev n to gods is misery. Book v. Line 572.\\nThe bank he pressed, and gently kiss d the ground.\\nLine 596.\\nA heaven of charms divine Xausicaa lay. Book vl Line 22.\\nJove weighs affairs of earth in dubious scales,\\nAnd the good suffers while the bad prevails. Line 229.\\nBy Jove the stranger and the poor are sent,\\nAnd what to those we give, to Jove is lent. Line 247.\\nA decent boldness ever meets with friends.\\nBook mi. Line 67.\\nTo heal divisions, to relieve th opprest\\nIn virtue rich in blessing others, blest. Line 95.\\nOh, pity human woe\\nT is what the happy to the unhappy owe. Line 198.\\nWhose well-taught mind the present age surpast.\\nLine 210.\\nFor fate has wove the thread of life with pain,\\nAnd twins ev n from the birth are misery and man\\nLine 263.\\nIii youth and beauty wisdom is but rare Line 379.\\nAnd every eye\\nGaz d, as before some brother of the sky. Book via. Line 17\\nNor can one word be chang d but for a worse. Line 192.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0371.jp2"}, "368": {"fulltext": "344 pope.\\nAnd unextinguished laughter shakes the sky. 1\\nThe Odyssey of Homer, Book viii. Line 366.\\nBehold on wrong\\nSwift vengeance waits and art subdues the strong\\nLine 367.\\nA gen rous heart repairs a slanderous tongue. Line 432.\\nJust are the ways of Heaven from Heaven proceed\\nThe woes of man Heaven doomed the Greeks to bleed,\\nA theme of future song Line 63i.\\nEarth sounds my wisdom and high heaven my fame.\\nBook ix. Line 20.\\nStrong are her sons, though rocky are her shores.\\nLine 28.\\nLotus, the name divine, nectareous juice Line 106.\\nEespect us human, and relieve us poor. Line 318.\\nEare gift but oh what gift to fools avails\\nBook x. Line 29.\\nOur fruitless labours mourn,\\nAnd only rich in barren fame return. Line 46.\\nXo more was seen the human form divine. 2 Line 278.\\nAnd not a man appears to tell their fate. Line 308.\\nLet him, oraculous, the end, the way,\\nThe turns of all thy future fate display. Line 642.\\nBorn but to banquet, and to drain the bowl. Line 662.\\nThin airy shoals of visionary ghosts. Book xl. Line 48.\\nWho ne er knew salt, or heard the billows roar. Line 153.\\nHeav d on Olympus tott ring Ossa stood\\nOn Ossa, Pelion nods with all his wood. 3 Line 387.\\nThe first in glory, as the first in place. Line 441.\\n1 See page 337.\\n2 Human face divine. Milton Paradise Lost, book Hi. line 44.\\n3 Then the Omnipotent Father with his thunder made Olympus tremble,\\nand from Ossa hurled Pelion. Ovid Metamorphoses i.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0372.jp2"}, "369": {"fulltext": "pope. 345\\nSoft as some song divine thy story flows.\\nThe Odyssey of Homer. Booh xi. Line 458.\\nOil woman, woman when to ill thy mind\\nIs bent, all hell contains no fouler fiend. 1 Line53i.\\nWhat mighty woes\\nTo thy imperial race from woman rose Line 541.\\nBut sure the eye of time beholds no name\\nSo blest as thine in all the rolls of fame. Line 591.\\nAnd pines with thirst amidst a sea of waves. Line 722.\\nUp the high hill he heaves a huge round stone. Line 736.\\nThere in the bright assemblies of the skies. Line 745.\\nGloomy as night he stands. Line 749.\\nAll, soon or late, are doomed that path to tread.\\nBook xii. Line 31.\\nAnd what so tedious as a twice-told tale. 2 Line 538.\\nHe ceas d but left so pleasing on their ear\\nHis voice, that listening still they seem d to hear.\\nBook xiii. Line 1.\\nHis native home deep imaged in his soul. Line 38.\\nAnd bear unmov d the wrongs of base mankind,\\nThe last and hardest conquest of the mind. Line 353.\\nHow prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise Line 375.\\nIt never was our guise\\nTo slight the poor, or aught humane despise.\\nBook xiv. Line 65.\\nThe sex is ever to a soldier kind. Line 246.\\nFar from gay cities and the ways of men. Line 410.\\nAnd wine can of their wits the wise beguile,\\nMake the sage frolic, and the serious smile. Line 520.\\nWho love too much, hate in the like extreme,\\nAnd both the golden mean alike condemn. Book xv. Line 79.\\n1 See Ot^ay, page 280. 2 See Shakespeare, page 79.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0373.jp2"}, "370": {"fulltext": "346 pope.\\nTrue friendship s laws are by this rule exprest,\\nWelcome the corning, speed the parting guest. 1\\nThe Odyssey of Homer. Booh xv. Line 83.\\nFor too much rest itself becomes a pain. Line 429.\\nDiscourse, the sweeter banquet of the mind. Line 433.\\nAnd taste\\nThe melancholy joy of evils past\\nFor he who much has suffer d, much will know. Line 434.\\nFor love deceives the best of womankind. Line 463.\\nAnd would st thou evil for his good repay\\nBooh xvi. Line 448.\\nWhatever day\\nMakes man a slave, takes half his worth away.\\nBooh xvii. Line 392.\\nIn ev ry sorrowing soul I pour d delight,\\nAnd poverty stood smiling in my sight. Line 505.\\nUnbless d thy hand, if in this low disguise\\nWander, perhaps, some inmate of the skies. 2 Line 576.\\nKnow from the bounteous heaven all riches flow\\nAnd what man gives, the gods by man bestow,\\nBooh xviii. Line 26.\\nYet taught by time, my heart has learn d to glow\\nFor others good, and melt at others woe. Line 269.\\nA winy vapour melting in a tear. Booh xix. Line 143.\\nBut he whose inborn worth his acts commend,\\nOf gentle soul, to human race a friend. Line 383.\\nThe fool of fate, thy manufacture, man.\\nBooh xx. Line 254.\\nImpatient straight to flesh his virgin sword. Line 461.\\n1 See page 328.\\n2 Be not forgetful to entertain strangers, for thereby some have enter-\\ntained angels unawares. Hebrews xiii. 2.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0374.jp2"}, "371": {"fulltext": "POPE. GAY. 347\\nDogs, ye have had your clay\\nThe Odyssey of Homer. Booh xxii. Line 41.\\nFor clear to gods and men is sacred song.\\nSelf -taught I sing by Heaven, and Heaven alone,\\nThe genuine seeds of poesy are sown. Line 382.\\nSo ends the bloody business of the day. Line 516.\\nAnd rest at last where souls unbodied dwell,\\nIn ever-flowing meads of Asphodel. Booh xxiv. Line 19.\\nThe ruins of himself now worn away\\nWith age, yet still majestic in decay. Line 271.\\nAnd o er the past Oblivion stretch her wing. Line 557.\\nBlessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never\\nbe disappointed. 1 Letter to Gay, Oct. 6, 172T.\\nThis is the Jew\\nThat Shakespeare drew. 2\\nJ0H3T GAY. 1688-1732.\\nT was when the sea was roaring\\nWith hollow blasts of wind,\\nA damsel lay deploring,\\nAll on a rock reclin cl. The What ye call it. Act ii. Sc. 8.\\n1 Pope calls this the eighth beatitude (Roscoe s edition of Pope, vol. x.\\npage 184).\\n2 On the 14th of February, 1741, Macklin established his fame as an actor\\nin the character of Shylock, in the Merchant of Venice. Macklin s\\nperformance of this character so forcibly struck a gentleman in the pit that\\nhe, as it were involuntarily, exclaimed,\\nThis is the Jew\\nThat Shakespeare drew\\nIt has been said that this gentleman was Mr. Pope, and that he meant\\nhis panegyric on Macklin as a satire against Lord Lansdowne. Biograpliia\\nDramatica, vol. i. part ii. p. 469.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0375.jp2"}, "372": {"fulltext": "348 GAY.\\nSo comes a reckoning when the banquet s o er,\\nThe dreadful reckoning, and men smile no more. 1\\nThe What d ye call it. Act ii. Sc. 9.\\nT is woman that seduces all mankind\\nBy her we first were taught the wheedling arts.\\nThe Beggar s Opera. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nOver the hills and far away. 2 IbkL\\nIf the heart of a man is depressed with cares,\\nThe mist is dispell d when a woman appears. Act a. Sc. i.\\nThe fly that sips treacle is lost in the sweets. Sc. 2.\\nBrother, brother we are both in the wrong. ibid.\\nHow happy could I be with either,\\nWere t other dear charmer away j id.\\nThe charge is prepared, the lawyers are met,\\nThe judges all ranged, a terrible show Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nAll in the Downs the fleet was moor d.\\nSweet William s Farewell to Black-eyed Susan.\\nAdieu, she cried, and waved her lily hand. md.\\nRemote from cities liv d a swain,\\nUnvex d with all the cares of gain\\nHis head was silver d o er with age,\\nAnd long experience made him sage.\\nFables. Part i. The Shepherd and the Philosopher,\\nWhence is thy learning Hath thy toil\\nO er books consum d the midnight oil 3 md.\\nWhere yet was ever found a mother\\nWho d give her booby for another\\nThe Mother the Nurse, and the Fairy.\\n1 The time of paying a shot in a tavern among good fellows, or Panta-\\ngruelists, is still called in France a quart d heure de Rabelais, that is,\\nRabelais s quarter of an hour, when a man is uneasy or melancholy. Life\\nof Rabelais (Bohn s edition), 13.\\n2 O er the hills and far away. D Urfey: Pills to purge Melancholy\\n(1628-1723).\\n3 u Midnight oil, a common phrase, used by Quarles, Shenstone, Cow-\\nper, Lloyd, and others.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0376.jp2"}, "373": {"fulltext": "GAY. 349\\nXo author ever spared a brother.\\nFables. The Elephant and the Bookseller.\\nLest men suspect your tale untrue.\\nKeep probability in view.\\nThe Painter who pleased Nobody and Everybody.\\nIn ev ry age and clime we see\\nTwo of a trade Can never agree. 1 The Rat-catcher and Cats.\\nIs there no hope the sick man said\\nThe silent doctor shook his head.\\nThe Sick Man and the Angel.\\nWhile there is life there s hope, he cried. 2 ibid.\\nThose who in quarrels interpose\\nMust often wipe a bloody nose. The Mastiffs.\\nThat raven on yon left-hand oak\\n(Curse on his ill-betiding croak\\nBodes me no good. 3 The Farmer s Wife and the Raven.\\nAnd when a lady J s in the case,\\nYou know all other things give place.\\nThe Hare and many Friends.\\nGive me, kind Heaven, a private station,\\nA mind serene for contemplation\\nTitle and profit I resign\\nThe post of honour shall be mine. 4\\nPart ii. The Vulture, the Sparrow, and other Birds.\\n1 Potter is jealous of potter, and craftsman of craftsman: and poor man\\nhas a grudge against poor man, and poet against poet. Hesiod: Works\\nand Days, 24.\\nLe potier au potier porte envie (The potter envies the potter). Bohn:\\nHandbook of Proverbs.\\nMurphy The Apprentice, act Hi.\\n2 EA.7rt8es eV faoTaiv, avO.ir icttol 5e OavouTes (For the living there is\\nhope, but for the dead there is none.) Theocritus: Idyl iv. 42.\\n^Egroto, dum anima est, spes est (While the sick man has life, there is\\nhope). Cicero Epistolarum ad Atticum, ix. 10.\\n3 It was n t for nothing that the raven was just now croaking on my left\\nhand. Plautus: Aulularia, act iv. sc. 3.\\n4 See Addison, page 298.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0377.jp2"}, "374": {"fulltext": "350 GAY. MONTAGU. MACKLIN.\\nFrom wine what sudden friendship springs\\nThe Squire and his Cur.\\nLife is a jest, and all things show it\\nI thought SO Once but now I know it. My own Epitaph*\\nLADY MARY WOETLEY MONTAGU.\\n1690-1762.\\nLet this great maxim be my virtue s guide,\\nIn part she is to blame that has been tried\\nHe comes too near that comes to be denied. 1\\nThe Lady s Resolve.\\nAnd we meet, with champagne and a chicken, at last. 2\\nThe Lover.\\nBe plain in dress, and sober in your diet\\nIn short, my deary, kiss me, and be quiet.\\nA Summary of Lord Lyttelton s Advice.\\nSatire should, like a polished razor keen,\\nWound with a touch that s scarcely felt or seen.\\nTo the Imitator of the First Satire of Horace. Boole ii.\\nBut the fruit that can fall without shaking\\nIndeed is too mellow for me. The Answer.\\nCHAELES MACKLIN. 1690-1797.\\nThe law is a sort of hocus-pocus science, that smiles\\nin yer face while it picks yer pocket and the glorious\\nuncertainty of it is of mair use to the professors than\\nthe justice of it. Love a la Mode. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nEvery tub must stand upon its bottom. 3\\nThe Man of the World. Act i. Sc. 2.\\n1 A fugitive piece, written on a window by Lady Montagu, after her mar-\\nriage (1713). See Overbury, page 193.\\n2 What say you to such a supper with such a woman Bykon Note\\nto a Second Letter on Bowles.\\n3 See B uny an, page 265.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0378.jp2"}, "375": {"fulltext": "BYROM. 351\\nJOHN BYKCQI. 1691-1763.\\nGod bless the King. I mean the faith s defender\\nG-od bless no harm in blessing the Pretender\\nBut who pretender is. or who is king,\\nGod bless us all that s quite another thing.\\nTo an Officer of the Army, extempore.\\nTake time enough all other graces\\nWill SOOn fill Up their proper places. 1 Advice to Preach Slow.\\nSome say, compared to Bononcini.\\nThat Mynheer Handel \\\\s but a ninny\\nOthers aver that he to Handel\\nIs scarcely fit to hold a candle.\\nStrange all this difference should be\\nTwixt Tweedledum and Tweedledee.\\nOn the Feuds between Handel and Bononcini. 2\\nAs clear as a whistle. Epistle to Lloyd. I.\\nThe point is plain as a pike-staff. 3 Epistle to a Friend.\\nBone and Skin, two millers thin.\\nWould starve us all. or near it\\nBut be it known to Skin and Bone\\nThat Flesh and Blood can t bear it.\\nEpigram on Two Monopolists.\\nThus adorned, the two heroes, twixt shoulder and elbow,\\nShook hands and went to t and the word it was bilbow.\\nUpon a Trial of Skill between the Great Masters of the Noble Science\\nof Defence, Messrs. Figg and Sutton,\\n1 See Walker, page 265.\\n2 Nourse asked me if I had seen the verses upon Handel and Bononcini,\\nnot knowing that they were mine. Byrom s Remains (Chetham Soc.),\\nvol. i. p. 173.\\nThe last two lines have been attributed to Swift and Pope (see Scott s\\nedition of Swift, and Dyce s edition of Pope).\\n3 See Middleton, page 172.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0379.jp2"}, "376": {"fulltext": "352 THEOBALD. BRAMSTON. CHESTERFIELD.\\nLOUIS THEOBALD. 1691-1744.\\njSTone but himself can be his parallel. 1 The Double Falsehood.\\nJAMES BKAMSTOK 1744.\\nWhat s not devoured by Time s devouring hand\\nWhere s Troy, and where s the Maypole in the Strand\\nArt of Politics.\\nBut Titus said, with his uncommon sense,\\nWhen the Exclusion Bill was in suspense\\nI hear a lion in the lobby roar\\nSay, Mr. Speaker, shall we shut the door\\nAnd keep him there, or shall we let him in\\nTo try if we can turn him out again 2 iud.\\nSo Britain s monarch once uncovered sat,\\nWhile Bradshaw bullied in a broad-brimmed hat.\\nMan of Taste.\\nEAKL.OF CHESTERFIELD. 1694-1773.\\nWhatever is worth doing at all, is worth doing well.\\nLetter, March 10, 1746.\\nI knew once a very covetous, sordid fellow, 3 who used\\nto say, Take care of the pence, for the pounds will take\\ncare of themselves. Nov. 6, 1747.\\n1 Quseris Alcidse parem\\nNemo est nisi ipse\\n(Do you seek Alcides equal None is, except himself). Seneca: Her-\\ncules Fur ens, i. 1; 84.\\nAnd but herself admits no parallel. Massinger: Duke of Milan, act\\niv. sc. 3.\\n2 I hope, said Colonel Titus, we shall not be wise as the frogs to whom\\nJupiter gave a stork for their king. To trust expedients with such a king\\non the throne would be just as wise as if there were a lion in the lobby, and\\nwe should vote to let him in and chain him, instead of fastening the door to\\nkeep him out. On the Exclusion Bill, Jan. 7, 1681.\\n3 W. Lowndes, Secretan T of the Treasury in the reigns of King William,\\nQueen Anne, and King George the Third.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0380.jp2"}, "377": {"fulltext": "CHESTERFIELD.\\nSacrifice to the Graces. 1 Xe\\nManners must adorn knowledge, and sl th its way\\nthrough the world. Like a great rough diamond, it may\\ndo very well in a closet by way of curiosity, and also for\\nits intrinsic value. j u l y i, 1748.\\nStyle is the dress of thoughts. Nov. 24, 1749.\\nDespatch is the soul of business. Feb. 5, 1750.\\nChapter of accidents. 2 Feb. 16, 1753.\\nI assisted at the birth of that most significant word\\nflirtation, which dropped from the most beautiful\\nmouth in the world. The World. No. 101.\\nUnlike my subject now shall be my song\\nIt shall be witty, and it sha n t be long. impromptu Lines.\\nThe dews of the evening most carefully shun,\\nThose tears of the sky for the loss of the sun.\\nAdvice to a Lady in Autumn.\\nThe nation looked upon him as a desc ter, and he\\nshrunk into insignificancy and an earldom.\\nCharacter of Pidteney.\\nHe adorned whatever subject he either spoke or wrote\\nupon, by the most splendid eloquence. 3\\nCharacter of Bolingbroke\\n1 Plato was continually saying to Xenocrates, Sacrifice to the Graces.\\nDiogenes Laertius Xenocrates, book iv. sect. 2.\\nLet us sacrifice to the Muses. Plutarch: The Banquet of the Seven\\nWise Men. (A saying of Solon.)\\n2 Chapter of accidents. Burke Notes for Speeches (edition 1852),\\nvol. ii. p. 426.\\nJohn Wilkes said that the Chapter of Accidents is the longest chapter\\nin the book. Southey: The Doctor, chap, cxviii.\\n3 Who left scarcely any style of writing untouched,\\nAnd touched nothing that he did not adorn.\\nJohnson: Epitaph on Goldsmith.\\nII embellit tout ce qu il touche (He adorned whatever he touched).\\nFenelon: I^ettre sur les Occupations de V Academic Frangaise 3 sect. iv.\\n23", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0381.jp2"}, "378": {"fulltext": "554 GREEN. SAVAGE. BLAIR.\\nMATTHEW GEEEN. 1696-1737.\\nFling but a stone, the giant dies. The Spleen. Line 93.\\nThus I steer my bark, and sail\\nOn even keel, with gentle gale. jbid.\\nThough pleased to see the dolphins play,\\nI mind my compass and my way. ibid.\\nEICHAED SAVAGE. 1698-1743.\\nHe lives to build, not boast, a generous race\\nNo tenth transmitter of a foolish face.\\nThe Bastard. Line 7.\\nMay see thee now, though late, redeem thy name,\\nAnd glorify what else is damn d to fame. 1\\nCharacter of Foster.\\nEOBEET BLAIE. 1699-1747.\\nThe Grave, dread thing\\nMen shiver when thou rt named Nature, appall d,\\nShakes off her wonted firmness. The Grave. Part i. Line 9,\\nThe schoolboy, with his satchel in his hand,\\nWhistling aloud to bear his courage up. 2 Line 58.\\nFriendship mysterious cement of the soul\\nSweetener of life and solder of society Line 88.\\nOf joys departed,\\nNot to return, how painful the remembrance Line 109.\\n1 See Pope, page 331.\\n2 See Dryden, page 277.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0382.jp2"}, "379": {"fulltext": "BLAIR. THOMSON. 355\\nThe cup goes round\\nAnd who so artful as to put it by\\nT is long since Death had the majority.\\nThe Grave. Part ii. Line 449.\\nThe good he scora/d\\nStalk d off reluctant, like an ill-used ghost.\\nXot to return or if it did. in visits\\nLike those of angels, short and far between. 1 Line 586.\\nJAMES THOMSON. 1700-1748.\\nCome, gentle Spring ethereal Mildness come.\\nThe Seasons. Spring. Line 1.\\nBase Envy withers at another s joy.\\nAnd hates that excellence it cannot reach. Line 283.\\nBut who can paint\\nLike Nature Can imagination boast,\\nAmid its gay creation, hues like hers Line 465.\\nAmid the roses fierce Kepentance rears\\nHer snaky crest. Line 996.\\nDelightful task to rear the tender thought.\\nTo teach the young idea how to shoot. Line U49.\\nAn elegant sufficiency, content.\\nRetirement, rural quiet, friendship, books,\\nEase and alternate labour, useful life.\\nProgressive virtue, and approving Heaven Line 1158.\\nThe meek-eyvl Morn appears, mother of dews.\\nSummer. Line 47.\\nFalsely luxurious, will not man awake Line 67.\\nBut yonder comes the powerful king of day,\\nBejoicing in the east. Line 8i.\\n1 See Norris. page 281.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0383.jp2"}, "380": {"fulltext": "356 THOMSON.\\nShips dini-discover d dropping from the clouds.\\nThe Seasons. Summer. Line 946.\\nAnd Mecca saddens at the long delay. Line 979.\\nFor many a day, and many a dreadful night,\\nIncessant laboring round the stormy cape. Line 1003.\\nSigh d and look d unutterable things. Line 1188.\\nA lucky chance, that oft decides the fate\\nOf mighty monarchs. Line 1285.\\nSo stands the statue that enchants the world,\\nSo bending tries to veil the matchless boast,\\nThe mingled beauties of exulting Greece. Line 1346.\\nWho stemmed the torrent of a downward age. Line 1516.\\nAutumn nodding o er the yellow plain. Autumn. Line 2.\\nLoveliness\\nNeeds not the foreign aid of ornament,\\nBut is when unadorn d, adorn d the most. 1 Line 204.\\nHe saw her charming, but he saw not half\\nThe charms her downcast modesty conceal d. Line 229.\\nFor still the world prevail d, and its dread laugh,\\nWhich scarce the firm philosopher can scorn. Line 233.\\nSee, Winter comes to rule the varied year. 2\\nWinter. Line 1.\\nCruel as death, and hungry as the grave. Line 393.\\nThere studious let me sit,\\nAnd hold high converse with the mighty dead. Line 431.\\nThe kiss, snatch d hasty from the sidelong maid.\\nLine 625.\\n1 See Milton, page 234.\\nNam ut mulieres esse dicuntur nonnullse inornata?, quas id ipsum\\ndiceat, sic hoec subtilis oratio etiam incompta deleetat (For as lack of adorn-\\nment is said to become some women; so this subtle oration, though without\\nembellishment, gives delight). Cicero: Orator, 23, 78.\\n2 O Winter, ruler of the inverted year. Cowper The Task, booh iv.\\nWinter Evening, line 34.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0384.jp2"}, "381": {"fulltext": "THOMSON. 357\\nThese as they change. Almighty Father these\\nAre but the varied God. The rolling year\\nIs full Of Thee. Eymn. Line 1.\\nShade, unperceiv d, so softening into shade. Line 25.\\nFrom seeming evil still educing good. Line iu.\\nCome then, expressive silence, muse His praise. L ne 118\\nA pleasing land of drowsy lied it was,\\nOf dreams that wave before the half-shut eye\\nAnd of gay castles in the clouds that pass.\\nForever flushing round a summer sky\\nThere eke the soft delights that witchingly\\nInstil a wanton sweetness through the breast,\\nAnd the calm pleasures always hover d nigh\\nBut whate er smack d of noyance or unrest\\nTTas far, far off expelFd from this delicious nest.\\nThe Castle of Indolence. Canto i. Stanza 6.\\nfair undress, best dress it checks no vein,\\nBut every flowing limb in pleasure drowns,\\nAnd heightens ease with grace. Stanza 26.\\nPlac d far amid the melancholy main. Stanza so.\\nScoundrel maxim. ibid.\\nA bard here dwelt, more fat than bard beseems.\\nStanza 68.\\nA little round, fat. oily man of God. Stanza 69.\\n1 care not. Fortune, what you me deny\\nYou cannot rob me of free Xature s grace,\\nYou cannot shut the windows of the sky\\nThrough which Aurora shows her brightening face\\nYou cannot bar my constant feet to trace\\nThe woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve\\nLet health my nerves and finer fibres brace,\\nAnd I their toys to the great children leave\\nOf fancy, reason, virtue, naught can me bereave.\\nCanto it. Stanza 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0385.jp2"}, "382": {"fulltext": "358 THOMSON. DYER.\\nHealth is the vital principle of bliss,\\nAnd exercise, of health.\\nThe Castle of Indolence, Canto ii. Stanza 55.\\nForever, Fortune, wilt thou prove\\nAn unrelenting foe to love\\nAnd when we meet a mutual heart,\\nCome in between and bid us part song.\\nWhoe er amidst the sons\\nOf reason, valour, liberty, and virtue\\nDisplays distinguished merit, is a noble\\nOf Nature s own creating. i Coriolanus. Act Hi. 8c. 3.\\nO Sophonisba Sophonisba, Sophonisba. Act Hi. 8c. 2.\\nWhen Britain first, at Heaven s command,\\nArose from out the azure main,\\nThis was the charter of her land,\\nAnd guardian angels sung the strain\\nEule, Britannia Britannia rules the waves\\nBritons never shall be slaves. Alfred. Act ii. Sc. 5.\\nJOHN DYER. 1700-1758.\\nA little rule, a little sway,\\nA sunbeam in a winter s day,\\nIs all the proud and mighty have\\nBetween the cradle and the grave. Grongar Hill. Line 88.\\nEver charming, ever new,\\nWhen will the landscape tire the view Line 102.\\nDisparting towers\\nTrembling all precipitate down dash d,\\nEattling around, loud thundering to the moon.\\nThe Ruins of Rome. Line 40.\\n1 The line was altered after the second edition to Sophonisba! I am\\nwholly thine.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0386.jp2"}, "383": {"fulltext": "DODDRIDGE. WESLEY. ERANKLIN. 359\\nPHILIP DODDBIDGE. 1702-1751.\\nLive while you live, the epicure would say,\\nAnd seize the pleasures of the present day\\nLive while you live, the sacred preacher cries,\\nAnd give to God each moment as it flies.\\nLord, in my views, let both united be\\nI live in pleasure when I live to thee.\\nEpigram on his Family Arms. 1\\nAwake, my soul stretch every nerve,\\nAnd press with vigour on\\nA heavenly race demands thy zeal,\\nAnd an immortal crown.\\nZeal and Vigour in the Christian Race,\\nJOHN WESLEY. 1703-1791.\\nThat execrable sum of all vilianies commonly called\\na Slave Trade. Journal. Feb. 12, 1772.\\nCertainly this is a duty, not a sin. Cleanliness is\\nindeed next to godliness/ 2 Sermon xcii. On Dress.\\nI am always in haste, but never in a hurry. 3\\nBENJAMIN ERANKLIN. 4 1706-1790.\\nThey that can give up essential liberty to obtain a\\nlittle temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety. 5\\nHistorical Review of Pennsylvania.\\n1 Dum vivimus vivamus (Let us live while we live). Orton: Life of\\nDoddridge.\\n2 See Bacon, page 170.\\n3 Given as a saying of Wesley, in the Saturday Review, Nov. 28, 1874.\\n4 Eripuit coelo fulmen sceptrumque tyrannis (He snatched the lightning\\nfrom heaven, and the sceptre from tyrants), a line attributed to Turgot,\\nand inscribed on Houdon s bust of Franklin. Frederick von der Trenck\\nasserted on his trial, 1794, that he was the author of this line.\\n5 This sentence was much used in the Revolutionary period. It occurs", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0387.jp2"}, "384": {"fulltext": "360 FRANKLIN.\\nGod helps them that help themselves. 1\\nMaxims prefixed to Poor Richard s Almanac, 1757.\\nDost thou love life Then do not squander time, for\\nthat is the stuff life is made of.\\nEarly to bed and early to rise,\\nMakes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise. 2 j^d.\\nPlough deep while sluggards sleep. ibid.\\nNever leave that till to-morrow which you can do\\nto-day. iud.\\nThree removes are as bad as a fire. ibid.\\nLittle strokes fell great oaks. 3 ihid.\\nA little neglect may breed mischief for want of a nail\\nthe shoe was lost for want of a shoe the horse was lost\\nand for want of a horse the rider was lost. ibid.\\nHe that goes a borrowing goes a sorrowing. 4 ibid.\\nA man may, if he knows not how to save as he gets,\\nkeep his nose to the grindstone. 5 ibid.\\nVessels large may venture more,\\nBut little boats should keep near shore. ibid.\\nIt is hard for an empty bag to stand upright. ibid.\\nExperience keeps a dear school, but fools will learn in\\nno other. ibid.\\neven so early as November, 1755, in an answer by the Assembly of Penn-\\nsylvania to the Governor, and forms the motto of Franklin s Historical\\nReview, 1759, appearing also in the body of the work. Frothingham\\nRise of the Republic of the United States, p. 413.\\n1 See Herbert, page 206.\\n2 Clarke: Parcemiolgia, 1639.\\nMy hour is eight o clock, though it is an infallible rule, Sanat, sanc-\\ntificat, et ditat, surgere mane (That he may be healthy, happy, and wise,\\nlet him rise early). A Health to the Gentle Profession of Serving-men,\\n1598 (reprinted in Roxburghe Library), p. 121.\\n3 See Lyly, page 32.\\n4 See Tusser, page 21.\\n5 See Heywood, page 11.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0388.jp2"}, "385": {"fulltext": "FRANKLIN. 361\\nWe are a kind of posterity in respect to them. 1\\nLetter to William Strahan, 1745.\\nEemernber that time is money.\\nAdvice to a Young Tradesman, 1748.\\nIdleness and pride tax with a heavier hand than kings\\nand parliaments. If we can get rid of the former, we\\nmay easily bear the latter.\\nLetter on the Stamp Act, July 1, 1765.\\nHere Skugg lies snug\\nAs a bug in a rug. 2\\nLetter to Miss Georgiana Shipley,\\nSeptember, 1772.\\nThere never was a good war or a bad peace. 3\\nLetter to Josiah Quincy, Sept. 11, 1773.\\nYou and I were long friends you are now my enemy,\\nand I am yours. Letter to William Strahan, July 5, 1775.\\nWe must all hang together, or assuredly we shall all\\nhang separately.\\nAt the signing of the Declaration of Independence, July 4, 1776.\\nHe has paid dear, very dear, for his whistle.\\nThe Whistle. November, 1779.\\nHere you would know and enjoy what posterity will\\nsay of Washington. For a thousand leagues have nearly\\nthe same effect with a thousand years.\\nLetter to Washington, March 5, 1780.\\nOur Constitution is in actual operation everything\\nappears to promise that it will last but in this world\\nnothing is certain but death and taxes.\\nLetter to M. Leroy, 1789.\\n1 Byron s European fame is the best earnest of his immortality, for\\na foreign nation is a kind of contemporaneous posterity. Horace\\nBinney Wallace: Stanley, or the Recollections of a Man of the World,\\nvol. ii. p. 89.\\n2 Snug as a bug in a rug. The Stratford Jubilee, ii. 1, 1779.\\n3 It hath been said that an unjust peace is to be preferred before a\\njust war. Samuel Butler Speeches in the Hump Parliament. Butler s\\nRemains.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0389.jp2"}, "386": {"fulltext": "362 COTTON. FIELDING.\\nNATHANIEL COTTON. 1707-1788.\\nIf solid happiness we prize,\\nWithin our breast this jewel lies,\\nAnd they are fools who roam.\\nThe world has nothing to bestow\\nFrom our own selves our joys must flow,\\nAnd that dear hut, our home. The Fireside. Stanza 3.\\nTo be resign d when ills betide,\\nPatient when favours are deni d,\\nAnd pleas d with favours given,\\nDear Chloe, this is wisdom s part\\nThis is that incense of the heart 1\\nWhose fragrance smells to heaven. Stanza n.\\nThus hand in hand through life we 11 go\\nIts checker d paths of joy and woe\\nWith cautious steps we 11 tread. Stanza si.\\nYet still we hug the dear deceit. Content. Vision iv.\\nHold the fleet angel fast until he bless thee. To-morrow.\\nHENRY FIELDING. 1707-1754.\\nAll Nature wears one universal grin.\\nTom Thumb the Great. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nPetition me no petitions, sir, to-day\\nLet other hours be set apart for business.\\nTo-day it is our pleasure to be drunk\\nAnd this our queen shall be as drunk as we. Sc. 2.\\nWhen I m not thank d at all, I m thank d enough\\nI ve done my duty, and I ve done no more. Sc. 3.\\nThy modesty s a candle to thy merit. md.\\n1 The incense of the heart may rise. Pierpont: Every Place a Temple.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0390.jp2"}, "387": {"fulltext": "FIELDING. 363\\nTo sun myself in Huncanmnca S eyes.\\nTom Thumb the Great, Act i. Sc. 3.\\nLo, when two clogs are fighting in the streets,\\nWith a third dog one of the two dogs meets\\nWith angry teeth he bites him to the bone,\\nAnd this dog smarts for what that dog has done. 1 Sc. 6.\\nI am as sober as a judge. 2\\nDon Quixote in England. Act Hi. Sc. 14.\\nMuch may be said on both sides. 3\\nThe Covent Garden Tragedy. Act i. Sc. 8.\\nEnough is equal to a feast. 4 Act v. Sc. l.\\nWe must eat to live and live to eat. 5\\nThe Miser. Act Hi. Sc. 3.\\nPenny saved is a penny got. 6 Sc. 12.\\nOh, the roast beef of England,\\nAnd old England s roast beef\\nThe Grub Street Opera. Act Hi. Sc. 2.\\nThis Story will not go down. Tumble-down Did.\\n1 Thus when a barber and a collier fight,\\nThe barber beats the luckless collier white;\\nThe dusty collier heaves his ponderous sack,\\nAnd big with vengeance beats the barber black.\\nIn comes the brick-dust man, with grime o erspread,\\nAnd beats the collier and the barber red:\\nBlack, red, and white in various clouds are tost,\\nAnd in the dust they raise the combatants are lost.\\nChristopher Smart The Trip to Cambridge (on\\nCampbell s Specimens of the British Poets,\\nvol. vi. p. 185).\\n2 Sober as a judge. Charles Lamb Letter to Mr, and Mrs. Moxon.\\n3 See Addison, page 300.\\n4 See Heywood, page 20.\\n5 Socrates said, Bad men live that they may eat and drink, whereas good\\nmen eat and drink that they may live. Plutarch: How a Young Man\\nought to hear Poems.\\n6 A penny saved is twopence dear;\\nA pin a day s a groat a year.\\nFranklin Hints to those that would be Rich\\n(1736).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0391.jp2"}, "388": {"fulltext": "364 FIELDING. PITT.\\nCan any man have a higher notion of the rule of right\\nand the eternal fitness of things\\nTom Jones, Booh iv. Chap. iv.\\nDistinction without a difference. Book vi. Chap. xiii.\\nAmiable weakness. 1 Boohx. Chap. via.\\nThe dignity of history. 2 Booh xi. Chap. ii.\\nEepublic of letters. Book xiv. Chap. i.\\nIllustrious predecessors. 3\\nCovent Garden Journal. Jan. 11, 1752.\\nWILLIAM PITT, EAEL OF CHATHAM.\\n1708-1778.\\nConfidence is a plant of slow growth in an aged bosom.\\nSpeech, Jan. 14, 1766.\\nA long train of these practices has at length unwill-\\ningly convinced me that there is something behind the\\nthrone greater than the King himself. 4\\nChatham Correspondence. Speech, March 2, 1770.\\nWhere law ends, tyranny begins.\\nCase of Wilkes. Speech, Jan. 9, 1770.\\nSeparation for our rights at home, and security\\nagainst the like future violations. 5\\nLetter to the Earl of Shelburne, Sept. 29, 1770.\\nIf I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while\\na foreign troop was landed in my country I never would\\nlay down my arms, never never never\\nSpeech, Nov. 18, 1777.\\n1 Amiable weaknesses of human nature. Gibbon Decline and Fall of\\nthe Roman Empire, chap, xiv.\\n2 See Bolingbroke, page 304.\\n8 Illustrious predecessor. Burke: The Present Discontents.\\nI shall tread in the footsteps of my illustrious predecessor. Martin\\nVan Buren: Inaugural Address, March 4, 1837.\\n4 Quoted by Lord Mahon, greater than the throne itself. History\\nof England, vol. v. p. 258.\\n5 Indemnity for the past and security for the future. Russell:\\nMemoir of Fox. vol. Hi. p. 345, Letter to the Hon. T. Maitland.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0392.jp2"}, "389": {"fulltext": "PITT. JOHNSON. 365\\nThe poorest man may in his cottage bid defiance to all\\nthe force of the Crown. It may be frail its roof may\\nshake the wind may blow throngh it the storms may\\nenter, the rain may enter, bnt the King of England\\ncannot enter all his forces dare not cross the threshold\\nof the ruined tenement Speech on the Excise Bill.\\nWe have a Calvinistic creed, a Popish liturgy, and an\\nArminian clergy. Prior s Life of Burlce (1790).\\nSAMUEL JOHNSOK 1709-1784.\\nLet observation with extensive view\\nSurvey mankind, from China to Peru. 1\\nVanity of Human Wishes. Line 1.\\nThere mark what ills the scholar s life assail,\\nToil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail. Line wo.\\nHe left the name at which the world grew pale,\\nTo point a moral, or adorn a tale. Line 221.\\nHides from himself his state, and shuns to know\\nThat life protracted is protracted woe. Line 257.\\nAn age that melts in unperceiv d decay,\\nAnd glides in modest innocence away. Line 293.\\nSuperfluous lags the veteran on the stage. Line 308.\\nPears of the brave, and follies of the wise\\nProm Marlb rough s eyes the streams of dotage flow,\\nAnd Swift expires, a driveler and a show. Line 316.\\n1 All human race, from China to Peru,\\nPleasure, howe er disguised by art, pursue.\\nThomas Warton Universal Love of Pleasure.\\nDe Quincey (Works, vol. x. p. 72) quotes the criticism of some writer,\\nwho contends with some reason that this high-sounding couplet of Dr.\\nJohnson amounts in effect to this Let observation with extensive observa-\\ntion observe mankind extensively.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0393.jp2"}, "390": {"fulltext": "366 JOHNSON.\\nMust helpless man, in ignorance sedate,\\nRoll darkling down the torrent of his fate\\nVanity of Human Wishes. Line 345,\\nFor patience, sov reign o er transmuted ill. Line 362.\\nOf all the griefs that harass the distrest,\\nSure the most bitter is a scornful jest. 1 London. Line 166.\\nThis mournful truth is everywhere confessed,\\nSlow rises worth by poverty depress d. 2 Line 176.\\nStudious to please, yet not ashamed to fail.\\nPrologue to the Tragedy of Irene.\\nEach change of many-colour d life he drew,\\nExhausted worlds, and then imagin d new.\\nPrologue on the Opening of Drury Lane Theatre.\\nAnd panting Time toil d after him in vain. md.\\nFor we that live to please must please to live. md.\\nCatch, then, oh catch the transient hour\\nImprove each moment as it flies\\nLife s a short summer, man a flower\\nHe dies alas how soon he dies winter. An Ode.\\nOfficious, innocent, sincere,\\nOf every friendless name the friend.\\nVerses on the Death of Mr. Robert Levet. Stanza 2.\\nIn misery s darkest cavern known,\\nHis useful care was ever nigh 3\\nWhere hopeless anguish pour d his groan,\\nAnd lonely want retir d to die. Stanza 5.\\nAnd sure th Eternal Master found\\nHis single talent well employ cl. Stanza 7.\\n1 Nothing in poverty so ill is borne\\nAs its exposing men to grinning scorn.\\nOldham (1653-1683): Third Satire of Juvenal.\\n2 Three years later Johnson wrote, Mere unassisted merit advances\\nslowly, if what is not very common it advances at all.\\n3 Var. His ready help was always nigh.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0394.jp2"}, "391": {"fulltext": "JOHNSON, 367\\nThen with no throbs of fiery pain, 1\\nXo cold gradations of decay,\\nDeath broke at once the vital chain,\\nAnd freed his soul the nearest way.\\nVerses on the Death of Mr. Robert Levet. Stanza 9.\\nThat saw the manners in the face.\\nLines on the Death of Hogarth.\\nPhilips, whose touch harmonious could remove\\nThe pangs of guilty power and hapless love\\nRest here, distressed by poverty no more\\nHere find that calm thou gav st so oft before\\nSleep undisturb d within this peaceful shrine,\\nTill angels wake thee with a note like thine\\nEpitaph on Claudius Philips, the Musician,\\nA Poet, Naturalist, and Historian,\\nWho left scarcely any style of writing untouched.\\nAnd touched nothing that he did not adorn. 2\\nEpitaph on Goldsmith.\\nHow small of all that human hearts endure,\\nThat part which laws or kings can cause or cure\\nStill to ourselves in every place consigned,\\nOur own felicity we make or find.\\nWith secret course, which no loud storms annoy,\\nGlides the smooth current of domestic joy.\\nLines added to Goldsmith s Traveller.\\nTrade s proud empire hastes to swift decay.\\nLine added to Goldsmith s Deserted Village.\\nFrom thee, great God, we spring, to thee we tend,\\nPath, motive, guide, original, and end. 3\\nMotto to the Rambler. No. 7.\\nYe who listen with credulity to the whispers of fancy,\\nand pursue with eagerness the phantoms of hope who\\n1 Var. Then with no fiery throbbing pain.\\n2 Qui nullum fere scribendi genus\\nNon tetigit,\\nNullum quod tetigit non ornavit.\\nSee Chesterfield, page 353.\\n3 A translation of Boethius s De Consolatione Philosophise, iii. 9, 27.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0395.jp2"}, "392": {"fulltext": "368 JOHNSON.\\nexpect that age will perform the promises of youth, and\\nthat the deficiencies of the present day will be supplied\\nby the morrow, attend to the history of Rasselas, Prince\\nOf Abyssinia. Rasselas. Chap. i.\\nI fly from pleasure/ said the prince, because plea-\\nsure has ceased to please I am lonely because I am mis-\\nerable, and am unwilling to cloud with my presence the\\nhappiness of others. chap. Hi.\\nA man used to vicissitudes is not easily dejected.\\nChap. xii.\\nFew things are impossible to diligence and skill.\\nIbid.\\nKnowledge is more than equivalent to force. 1\\nChap. xiii.\\nI live in the crowd of jollity, not so much, to enjoy\\ncompany as to shun myself. Chap. xvi.\\nMany things difficult to design prove easy to per-\\nformance. Ibid.\\nThe first years of man must make provision for the last.\\nChap. xvii.\\nExample is always more efficacious than precept.\\nChap. xxx.\\nThe endearing elegance of female friendship.\\nChap. xlvi.\\nI am not so lost in lexicography as to forget that\\nwords are the daughters of earth, and that things are the sons\\nof heaven. 2 Preface to his Dictionary.\\nWords are men s daughters, but God s sons are things. 3\\nBoulter s Monument. (Supposed to have been inserted by\\nDr. Johnson, 1745.)\\n1 See Bacon, page 168.\\n2 The italics and the word forget would seem to imply that the saying\\nwas not his own.\\n3 Sir William Jones gives a similar saying in India: Words are the\\ndaughters of earth, and deeds are the sons of heaven.\\nSee Herbert, page 206. Sir Thomas Bodley Letter to s his Libra-\\nrian, 1604.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0396.jp2"}, "393": {"fulltext": "JOHNSON. 369\\nWhoever wishes to attain an English style, familiar\\nbnt not coarse, and elegant but not ostentatious, must\\ngive his days and nights to the volumes of Addison.\\n\u00c2\u00a3(f e of Addison.\\nTo be of no church is dangerous. Religion, of which\\nthe rewards are distant, and which is animated only by\\nfaith and hope, will glide by degrees out of the mind\\nunless it be invigorated and reimpressed by external\\nordinances, by stated calls to worship, and the salutary\\ninfluence of example. Life of Milton.\\nThe trappings of a monarchy would set up an ordinary\\ncommonwealth. iud.\\nHis death eclipsed the gayety of nations, and impov-\\nerished the public stock of harmless pleasure.\\nLift of Edmund Smith (alluding to the death of Garrick).\\nThat man is little to be envied whose patriotism would\\nnot gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety\\nwould not grow warmer among the ruins of Iona.\\nJourney to the Western Islands: Inch Kenneth.\\nHe is no wise man that will quit a certainty for an\\nuncertainty. The Idler. No. 57.\\nWhat is read twice is commonly better remembered\\nthan what is transcribed. y 74.\\nTom Birch is as brisk as a bee in conversation but\\nno sooner does he take a pen in his hand than it becomes\\na torpedo to him, and benumbs all his faculties.\\nLife of Johnson (Boswell). 1 Vol. i. Chap. vii. 1743.\\nWretched un-idea d girls. Chap. x. 1752.\\nThis man [Chesterfield], I thought, had been a lord\\namong wits but I find he is only a wit among lords. 2\\nVol. ii. Chap. L 1754.\\n1 From the London edition, 10 volumes, 1835.\\nDr. Johnson, it is said, when he first heard of Boswell s intention to\\nwrite a life of him, announced, with decision enough, that if he thought\\nBoswell really meant to write his life he would prevent it by taking Bos-\\nweWs Carlyle Miscellanies, Jean Paul Frederic Richter.\\n2 See Pope, page 331.\\n24", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0397.jp2"}, "394": {"fulltext": "370 JOHNSON.\\nSir, he [Bolingbroke] was a scoundrel and a coward\\na scoundrel for charging a blunderbuss against religion\\nand morality a coward, because he had not resolution\\nto fire it off himself, but left half a crown to a beggarly\\nScotchman to draw the trigger at his death.\\nLife of Johnson (Boswell). Vol. ii. Chap. i. 1754.\\nIs not a patron, my lord, one who looks with unconcern\\non a man struggling for life in the water, and when he\\nhas reached ground encumbers him with help\\nChap. ii. 1755.\\nI am glad that he thanks God for anything. ibid.\\nIf a man does not make new acquaintances as he ad-\\nvances through life, he will soon find himself left alone.\\nA man, sir, should keep his friendship in a constant\\nrepair. iud.\\nBeing in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of\\nbeing drowned. chap. Hi. 1759.\\nSir, I think all Christians, whether Papists or Protes-\\ntants, agree in the essential articles, and that their differ-\\nences are trivial, and rather political than religious. 1\\nChap. v. 1763.\\nThe noblest prospect which a Scotchman ever sees is\\nthe high-road that leads him to England. ibid.\\nIf he does really think that there is no distinction be-\\ntween virtue and vice, why, sir, when he leaves our houses\\nlet us count our spoons. ibid.\\nSir, your levellers wish to level down as far as them-\\nselves 5 but they cannot bear levelling up to themselves.\\nIbid.\\n1 I do not find that the age or country makes the least difference no, nor\\nthe language the actor spoke, nor the religion which they professed,\\nwhether Arab in the desert, or Frenchman in the Academy. I see that\\nsensible men and conscientious men all over the world were of one religion\\nof well-doing and daring. Emerson: The Preacher. Lectures and Bio-\\ngraphical Sketches, p. 215.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0398.jp2"}, "395": {"fulltext": "JOHNSON. 371\\nA man ought to read just as inclination leads him for\\nwhat he reads as a task will do him little good.\\nLife of Johnson (Boswell). Vol. ii. Chap. vi. 1763.\\nSherry is dull, naturally dull but it must have taken\\nhim a great deal of pains to become what we now see\\nhim. Such an access of stupidity, sir, is not in Nature.\\nChap. ix.\\nSir, a woman preaching is like a dog s walking on his\\nhind legs. It is not done well; but you are surprised\\nto find it done at all. ibid.\\nI look upon it, that he who does not mind his belly\\nwill hardly mind anything else. 1 ibid.\\nThis was a good dinner enough, to be sure, but it was\\nnot a dinner to ask a man to. ibid.\\nA very unclubable man. ibid. 17 64.\\nI do not know, sir, that the fellow is an infidel but if\\nhe be an infidel, he is an infidel as a dog is an infidel\\nthat is to say, he has never thought upon the subject.\\nVol. Hi. Chap. Hi. 1769.\\nIt matters not how a man dies, but how he lives.\\nChap. iv.\\nThat fellow seems to me to possess but one idea, and\\nthat is a wrong one. 2 chap, v. 1770.\\nI am a great friend to public amusements for they\\nkeep people from vice. chap. via. 1772.\\nA cow is a very good animal in the field but we turn\\nher out of a garden. ibid.\\nMuch may be made of a Scotchman if he be caught\\nyoung. ibid.\\nA man may write at any time if he will set himself\\ndoggedly to it. Vol. iv. Chap. ii. 1773.\\n1 Every investigation which is guided by principles of nature fixes its\\nultimate aim entirely on gratifying the stomach. Athen^eus Boole mi.\\nchap. ii.\\n2 Mr. Kremlin was distinguished for ignorance for he had only one idea,\\nand that was wrong. Disraeli Sybil, book iv. chap. 5.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0399.jp2"}, "396": {"fulltext": "372 JOHNSON.\\nLet him go abroad to a distant country let him go to\\nsome place where he is not known. Don t let him go to\\nthe devil, where he is known.\\nLife of Johnson (Boswell). Vol. in. Chap. ii. 1773.\\nWas ever poet so trusted before Vol. v. Chap. vi. 1774.\\nAttack is the reaction. I never think I have hit hard\\nunless it rebounds. 1775%\\nA man will turn over half a library to make one book.\\nChap. viii. 1775.\\nPatriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel. chap. i x\\nHell is paved with good intentions. 1 ibid.\\nKnowledge is of two kinds we know a subject our-\\nselves, or we know where we can find information upon\\nit. 2 ibid.\\nI never take a nap after dinner but when I have had\\na bad night and then the nap takes me.\\nVol. vi. Chap. i. 1775.\\nIn lapidary inscriptions a man is not upon oath. ibid.\\nThere is now less flogging in our great schools than\\nformerly, but then less is learned there so that what\\nthe boys get at one end they lose at the other. ibid.\\nThere is nothing which has yet been contrived by man\\nby which so much happiness is produced as by a good\\ntavern or inn. 3 chap. Hi. 1776.\\n1 See Herbert, page 205.\\nDo not be troubled by Saint Bernard s saying that hell is full of good\\nintentions and wills. Francis de Sales: Spiritual Letters. Letter xii.\\n(Translated by the author of A Dominican Artist. 1605.\\n2 Scire ubi aliquid invenire possis, ea demum maxima pars eruditionis est\\n(To know where you can find anything, that in short is the largest part of\\nlearning). Anonymous.\\n3 Whoe er has travelPd life s dull round,\\nWhere er his stages may have been,\\nMay sigh to think he still has found\\nThe warmest welcome at an inn.\\nShenstone Written on a Window of an Inn.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0400.jp2"}, "397": {"fulltext": "JOHNSON. 373\\nXo man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money.\\nLife of Johnson (Boswell). Vol. vi. Chap, Hi. 1776.\\nQuestioning is not the mode of conversation among\\ngentlemen. chap. h. 1776.\\nA man is very apt to complain of the ingratitude of\\nthose who have risen far above him. ibid.\\nAll this [wealth] excludes but one evil, poverty.\\nChap. ix. 1777.\\nEmplovment, sir, and hardships prevent melancholy.\\nIbid.\\nWhen a man is tired of London he is tired of life for\\nthere is in London all that life can afford. ibid.\\nHe was so generally civil that nobody thanked him\\nfor it. ibid.\\nGoldsmith, however, was a man who whatever he\\nwrote, did it better than any other man could do.\\nVol vii. Chap. Hi. 1778.\\nJohnson said that he could repeat a complete chapter\\nof The Natural History of Iceland from the Danish\\nof Horrebow, the whole of which was exactly thus\\nThere are no snakes to be met with throughout the\\nwhole island. 1 [Chap, lxxii.] chap. h. 1778.\\nAs the Spanish proverb says, He who would bring\\nhome the wealth of the Indies must carry the wealth of\\nthe Indies with him, so it is in travelling. a man\\nmust carry knowledge with him if he would bring home\\nknowledge. Chap. v. 1778.\\nThe true, strong, and sound mind is the mind that can\\nembrace equally great things and small. chop. vi. 1778.\\nI remember a passage in Goldsmith s Vicar of Wake-\\nfield, which he was afterwards fool enough to expunge\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2I do not love a man who is zealous for nothing.\\n1 Chapter xlii. is still .shorter There are no owls of any kind in the\\nwhole island.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0401.jp2"}, "398": {"fulltext": "374 JOHNSON.\\nThere was another fine passage too which he struck out\\nWhen I was a young nian, being anxious to distinguish\\nmyself, I was perpetually starting new propositions.\\nBat I soon gave this over; for I found that generally\\nwhat was new was false.\\nLife of Johnson (Boswell). Vol. vii. Chap. viii. 1779.\\nClaret is the liquor for boys, port for men; but he\\nwho aspires to be a hero must drink brandy. ibid.\\nA Frenchman must be always talking, whether he\\nknows anything of the matter or not an Englishman is\\ncontent to say nothing when he has nothing to say.\\nChap. x.\\nOf Dr. Goldsmith he said, No man was more foolish\\nwhen he had not a pen in his hand, or more wise when\\nhe had. ibid.\\nThe applause of a single human being is of great\\nconsequence. ibid.\\nThe potentiality of growing rich beyond the dreams of\\navarice. 1 Vol via. Chap. a.\\nClassical quotation is the parole of literary men all\\nover the world. Chap. Hi. 1781.\\nMy friend was of opinion that when a man of rank\\nappeared in that character [as an author], he deserved to\\nhave his merits handsomely allowed. 2 ibid.\\nI never have sought the world the world was not to\\nseek me. 3 Chap. v. 1783.\\nHe is not only dull himself, but the cause of dullness\\nin others. 4 Ibid. 1784.\\n1 T am rich beyond the dreams of avarice. Edward Moore: The\\nGamester, act ii. sc. 2. 1753.\\n2 Usually quoted as When a nobleman writes a book, he ought to be\\nencouraged.\\n3 I have not loved the world, nor the world me. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Byron Childe\\nHarold, canto Hi. stanza 113.\\n4 See Shakespeare, page 88.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0402.jp2"}, "399": {"fulltext": "JOHNSON. 375\\nYou see they M have fitted him to a T.\\nLife of Johnson (Boswell). Vol viii. Chap. ix. 1784.\\nI have found you an argument I am not obliged to\\nfind you an understanding.\\nWho drives fat oxen should himself be fat. 1 md.\\nBlown about with every wind of criticism. 2\\nChap. x. 1784.\\nIf the man who turnips cries\\nCry not when his father dies,\\nT is a proof that he had rather\\nHave a turnip than his father. Johnsoniana. Piozzi, so.\\nHe was a very good hater. 39.\\nThe law is the last result of human wisdom acting\\nupon human experience for the benefit of the public. 58.\\nThe use of travelling is to regulate imagination by\\nreality, and instead of thinking how things may be. to\\nsee them as they are. 254.\\nDictionaries are like watches the worst is better than\\nnone, and the best cannot be expected to go quite true.\\n178.\\nBooks that you may carry to the fire and hold readily\\nin your hand, are the most useful after all. Hawkins. 197.\\nRound numbers are always false. 235.\\nAs with my hat 3 upon my head\\nI walk d along the Strand,\\nI there did meet another man\\nWith his hat in his hand. 4\\nGeorr/e Steevens. 310.\\nAbstinence is as easy to me as temperance would be\\ndifficult. Hannah More. 467.\\nThe limbs will quiver and move after the soul is gone.\\nXorthcote. 487.\\n1 A parody on Who rules o er freemen should himself be free, from\\nBrooke s Gustavus Vasa, first edition.\\n2 Carried about with even* wind of doctrine. Ephesians iv. 14.\\n3 Elsewhere found, I put my hat.\\n4 A parody on Percy s Hermit of W ark worth.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0403.jp2"}, "400": {"fulltext": "376 JOHNSON.\\nHawesworth said of Johnson, You have a memory\\nthat would convict any author of plagiarism in any court\\nOf literature in the World. Johnsoniana. Kearsley. 600.\\nHis conversation does not show the minute-hand, but\\nhe strikes the hour very correctly. 604.\\nHunting was the labour of the savages of North Amer-\\nica, but the amusement of the gentlemen of England.\\n606.\\nI am very fond of the company of ladies. I like their\\nbeauty, I like their delicacy, I like their vivacity, and I\\nlike their silence. Seward. 617.\\nThis world, where much is to be done and little to be\\nknown. Prayers and Meditations. Against inquisitive and\\nperplexing Thoughts.\\nGratitude is a fruit of great cultivation you do not\\nfind it among gross people.\\nTour to the Hebrides. Sept. 20, 1773.\\nA fellow that makes no figure in company, and has a\\nmind as narrow as the neck of a vinegar-cruet.\\nSept. 30, 1773.\\nThe atrocious crime of being a young man, which the\\nhonourable gentleman has with such spirit and decency\\ncharged upon me, I shall neither attempt to palliate nor\\ndeny but content myself with wishing that I may be\\none of those whose follies may cease with their youth,\\nand not of that number who are ignorant in spite of\\nexperience. 1 puv s Reply to Walpole. Speech, March 6, 1741,\\nTowering in the confidence of twenty-one.\\nLetter to Bennet Langton. Jan. 9, 1758.\\nGloomy calm of idle vacancy.\\nLetter to Boswell. Dec. 8, 1763.\\nWharton quotes Johnson as saying of Dr. Campbell,\\nHe is the richest author that ever grazed the common\\nof literature.\\n1 This is the composition of Johnson, founded on some note or statement\\nof the actual speech. Johnson said, That speech I wrote in a garret, in\\nExeter Street. Boswell Life of Johnson, 1741.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0404.jp2"}, "401": {"fulltext": "LYTTLETON. MOORE. 377\\nLORD LYTTLETON. 1709-1773.\\nFor his chaste Muse employ d her heaven-taught lyre\\nNone but the noblest passions to inspire,\\nNot one immoral, one corrupted thought,\\nOne line which, dying, he could wish to blot.\\nPrologue to Thomson s Coriolanus.\\nWomen, like princes, find few real friends.\\nAdvice to a Lady.\\nWhat is your sex s earliest, latest care,\\nYour heart s supreme ambition To be fair. Md.\\nThe lover in the husband may be lost. Md.\\nHow much the wife is dearer than the bride.\\nAn Irregular Ode.\\nNone without hope e er lov d the brightest fair,\\nBut love can hope where reason would despair. Epigram.\\nWhere none admire, t is useless to excel\\nWhere none are beaux, t is vain to be a belle.\\nSoliloquy on a Beauty in the Country.\\nAlas by some degree of woe\\nWe every bliss must gain\\nThe heart can ne er a transport know\\nThat never feels a pain. song.\\nEDWARD MOORE. 1712-1757.\\nCan t I another s face commend,\\nAnd to her virtues be a friend,\\nBut instantly your forehead lowers,\\nAs if her merit lessen d yours\\nThe Farmer, the Spaniel, and the Cat, Fable ix.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0405.jp2"}, "402": {"fulltext": "378 MOORE. STERNE.\\nThe maid who modestly conceals\\nHer beauties, while she hides, reveals\\nGive but a glimpse, and fancy draws\\nWhatever the Grecian Venus was.\\nThe Spider and the Bee. Fable x.\\nBut from the hoop s bewitching round,\\nHer very shoe has power to wound.\\nTime still, as he flies, brings increase to her truth,\\nAnd gives to her mind what he steals from her youth.\\nThe Happy Marriage.\\nI am rich beyond the dreams of avarice. 1\\nThe Gamester. Act it. Sc. 2.\\nT is now the summer of your youth. Time has not\\ncropt the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has\\nwashed them. Act iiL SCt\\nLabour for his pains. 2 The Boy and the Rainbow.\\nLAUEEXCE STERNE. 1713-1768.\\nGo, poor devil, get thee gone Why should I hurt\\nthee This world surely is wide enough to hold both\\nthee and me. Tristram Shandy (orig. ed.). Vol. ii. chap. xii.\\nGreat wits jump. 8 Vol. Hi. Chap. ix.\\nOur armies swore terribly in Flanders, cried my\\nUncle Toby, but nothing to this. Chap.xi.\\nOf all the cants which are canted in this canting\\nworld, though the cant of hypocrites may be the\\nworst, the cant of criticism is the most tormenting\\nChap. xii.\\n1 See Johnson, page 374.\\n2 See Shakespeare, page 101.\\n3 Great wits jump. Byrom: The Nimmers. Buckingham: The\\nChances, act. iv. sc. 1.\\nGood wits jump. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Cervantes: Don Quixote, part ii. chap, xxxviii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0406.jp2"}, "403": {"fulltext": "STERNE. SHENSTONE. 379\\nThe accusing spirit, which flew up to heaven s chancery\\nwith the oath, blushed as he gave it in and the record-\\ning angel as he wrote it down dropped a tear upon the\\nword and blotted it out forever. 1\\nTristram Shandy (orig. ed.). Vol. vi. Chap. viii.\\nI am sick as a horse. Vol. vii. Chap. xi.\\nThey order/ said I, this matter better in France.\\nSentimental Journey. Page 1.\\nI pity the man who can travel from Dan to Beersheba\\nand cry, T is all barren in the Street. Calais.\\nGod tempers the wind to the shorn lamb. 2 Maria.\\nDisguise thyself as thou wilt, still, Slavery, said I,\\nstill thou art a bitter draught.\\nThe Passport. The Hotel at Paris.\\nThe sad vicissitude of things. 3 Sermon xvi.\\nTrust that man in nothing who has not a conscience\\nin everything. Sermon xxvii.\\nWILLIAM SHENSTONE. 1714-1763.\\nWhoe er has travelled life s dull round,\\nWhere er his stages may have been,\\nMay sigh to think he still has found\\nThe warmest welcome at an inn. 4\\nWritten on a Window of an Inn.\\n1 But sad as angels for the good man s sin,\\nWeep to record, and blush to give it in.\\nCamprell: Pleasures of Hope, part ii. line 357.\\n2 Dieu mesure le froid a la brebis tondue (God measures the cold to the\\nshorn lamb). Henri Esttenxe (1594) Premices, etc. p. 47.\\nSee Herbert, page 206.\\n3 Revolves the sad vicissitudes of things. R. Gifford: Contemplation.\\n4 See Johnson, page 372.\\nArchbishop Leighton often said that if he were to choose a place to die\\nin, it should be an inn. Works, vol. i.p. 76.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0407.jp2"}, "404": {"fulltext": "380 SHENSTONE. BROWN. TOWNLEY.\\nSo sweetly she bade me adieu,\\nI thought that she bade me return. a Pastoral Part\\nI have found out a gift for my fair\\nI have found where the wood-pigeons breed. ibid.\\nMy banks they are furnish d with bees,\\nWhose murmur invites one to sleep. p ar t U. Hope.\\nFor seldom shall she hear a tale\\nSo Sad, SO tender, and SO true. Jemmy Dawson.\\nHer cap, far whiter than the driven snow,\\nEmblems right meet of decency does yield.\\nThe Schoolmistress. Stanza 6.\\nPun-provoking thyme. Stanza 11.\\nA little bench of heedless bishops here,\\nAnd there a chancellor in embryo. Stanza 28.\\nJOHN BROWN. 1715-1766.\\nNow let us thank the Eternal Power convinced\\nThat Heaven but tries our virtue by affliction,\\nThat oft the cloud which wraps the present hour\\nServes but to brighten all our future days.\\nBarbarossa. Act v. Sc. 3.\\nAnd coxcombs vanquish Berkeley by a grin.\\nAn Essay on Satire, occasioned by the Death of Mr. Pope. 1\\nJAMES TOWNLEY. 1715-1778.\\nKitty. Shikspur Shikspur Who wrote it No,\\nI never read Shikspur.\\nLady Bab. Then you have an immense pleasure to\\nCOme. High Life below Stairs. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nFrom humble Port to imperial Tokay. ibid.\\n1 Anderson: British Poets, vol. x.p. 879. See note in Contemporary\\nReview, September, 1867, p. 4.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0408.jp2"}, "405": {"fulltext": "GRAY.\\n381\\nTHOMAS GKAY. 1716-1771.\\nWhat female heart can gold despise\\nWhat Cat s averse to fish On the death of a Favourite Cat.\\nA fav rite has no friend\\nIbid.\\nYe distant spires, ye antique towers.\\nOn a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza 1.\\nAh, happy hills ah, pleasing shade\\nAh, fields beloved in vain\\nWhere once my careless childhood stray d,\\nA stranger yet to pain\\nI feel the gales that from ye blow\\nA momentary bliss bestow. Stanza 2.\\nThey hear a voice in every wind,\\nAnd snatch a fearful joy. stanza 4.\\nGay hope is theirs by fancy fed,\\nLess pleasing when possest\\nThe tear forgot as soon as shed,\\nThe sunshine of the breast. stanza 5.\\nAlas regardless of their doom,\\nThe little victims play\\nNo sense have they of ills to come,\\nNor care beyond to-day. Stanza 6,\\nAh, tell them they are men ibid.\\nAnd moody madness laughing wild\\nAmid severest woe. Stanza 8.\\nTo each his sufferings all are men,\\nCondemned alike to groan,\\nThe tender for another s pain,\\nTh unfeeling for his own.\\nYet ah why should they know their fate,\\nSince sorrow never comes too late,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0409.jp2"}, "406": {"fulltext": "382 GRAY.\\nAnd happiness too swiftly flies\\nThought would destroy their paradise.\\nNo more where ignorance is bliss,\\nT is folly to be wise. 1\\nOn a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza 10.\\nDaughter of Jove, relentless power,\\nThou tamer of the human breast,\\nWhose iron scourge and torturing hour\\nThe bad affright, afflict the best Hymn to Adversity.\\nFrom Helicon s harmonious springs\\nA thousand rills their mazy progress take.\\nThe Progress of Poesy. I. 2, Line S.\\nGlance their many-twinkling feet. 5, Line 11.\\nO er her warm cheek ^nd rising bosom move\\nThe bloom of young Desire and purple light of Love. 2\\nLine 16.\\nHer track, where er the goddess roves,\\nGlory pursue, and gen rous shame,\\nTh unconquerable mind, 3 and freedom s holy flame.\\nII. 2, Line 10.\\nOr ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.\\nHI. i, Line 12.\\nHe pass d the flaming bounds of place and time\\nThe living throne, the sapphire blaze,\\nWhere angels tremble while they gaze,\\nHe saw but blasted with excess of light,\\nClosed his eyes in endless night. Line 4.\\nBright-eyed Fancy, hov ring o er,\\nScatters from her pictured urn\\nThoughts that breathe and words that burn. 4 3, Line 2.\\nBeyond the limits of a vulgar fate,\\nBeneath the good how far, but far above the great.\\nLine 16.\\n1 See Davenant, page 217.\\nHe that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow. Ecclesiastes i. 18.\\n2 The light of love. Byron Bride of Abydos, canto i. stanza 6.\\n3 Unconquerable mind. Wordsworth To Toussaint VOuvevture.\\n4 See Cowley, page 262.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0410.jp2"}, "407": {"fulltext": "GRAY. 383\\nRuin seize thee, ruthless king\\nConfusion on thy banners wait\\nThough fann d by Conquest s crimson wing,\\nThey mock the air with idle state.\\nThe Bard. I. 1, Line 1.\\nLoose his beard, and hoary hair\\nStreamed like a meteor to the troubled air. 1 2, Line 5.\\nTo high-born HoePs harp, or soft Llewellyn s lay.\\nLine 14.\\nDear as the light that visits these sad eyes\\nDear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart. 2\\n3, Line 12.\\nWeave the warp, and weave the woof,\\nThe winding-sheet of Edward s race.\\nGive ample room and verge enough 3\\nThe characters of hell to trace. u. 1, Line 1.\\nFair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows\\nWhile proudly riding o er the azure realm\\nIn gallant trim the gilded vessel goes,\\nYouth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm\\nRegardless of the sweeping whirlwind s sway,\\nThat hush d in grim repose expects his evening prey.\\n2, Line 9.\\nYe towers of Julius, London s lasting shame,\\nWith many a foul and midnight murder fed. 3, Line 11.\\nVisions of glory, spare my aching sight\\nYe unborn ages, crowd not on my soul\\nTIL 1, Line 11.\\nAnd truth severe, by fairy fiction drest. 3, Line 3.\\nComus and his midnight crew. Ode for Music. Line 2.\\nWhile bright-eyed Science watches round.\\nIbid. Chorus. Line 3.\\nThe still small voice of gratitude. md. V. Line s.\\n1 See Cowley, page 261. Milton, page 224.\\n2 See Shakespeare, page 112. Otway, page 280.\\n3 See Dryden, page 277.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0411.jp2"}, "408": {"fulltext": "384 GRAY.\\nIron sleet of arrowy shower\\nHurtles in the darkened air. The Fatal Sisters. Line 3.\\nThe curfew tolls the knell of parting day,\\nThe lowing herd winds slowly o er the lea, 1\\nThe ploughman homeward plods his weary way,\\nAnd leaves the world to darkness and to me.\\nElegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 1.\\nEach in his narrow cell forever laid,\\nThe rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. Stanza 4.\\nThe breezy call of incense-breathing morn. Stanza 5.\\nNor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile\\nThe short and simple annals of the poor. Stanza 8.\\nThe boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow r,\\nAnd all that beauty, all that wealth e er gave,\\nAwait alike the inevitable hour.\\nThe paths of glory lead but to the grave. Stanza 9.\\nWhere through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault,\\nThe pealing anthem swells the note of praise.\\nStanza 10.\\nCan storied urn, or animated bust,\\nBack to its mansion call the fleeting breath\\nCan honour s voice provoke the silent dust,\\nOr flatt ry soothe the dull cold ear of death stanza u.\\nHands that the rod of empire might have sway d,\\nOr waked to ecstasy the living lyre.\\nStanza 12.\\nBut Knowledge to their eyes her ample page,\\nEich with the spoils of time, did ne er unroll 2\\nChill penury repress d their noble rage,\\nAnd froze the genial current of the soul. Stanza 13.\\n1 The first edition reads,\\n11 The lowing herds wind slowly o er the lea.\\n2 See Sir Thomas Browne, page 217.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0412.jp2"}, "409": {"fulltext": "GHAY.\\n385\\nFull many a gem of purest ray serene\\nTrie dark unfathoni d caves of ocean bear\\nFull many a flower is born to blush unseen,\\nAnd waste its sweetness on the desert air. 1\\nElegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 14.\\nSome village Hampden, that with dauntless breast\\nThe little tyrant of his fields withstood,\\nSome mute inglorious Milton here may rest,\\nSome Cromwell guiltless of his country s blood.\\nStanza 15.\\nThe applause of listening senates to command,\\nThe threats of pain and ruin to despise,\\nTo scatter plenty o er a smiling land,\\nAnd read their history in a nation s eyes. stanza 26.\\nForbade to wade through slaughter to a throne,\\nAnd shut the gates of mercy on mankind. Stanza 17.\\nFar from the madding crowd s ignoble strife\\nTheir sober wishes never learn d to stray\\nAlong the cool sequester d vale of life\\nThey kept the noiseless tenor of their way. 2\\nImplores the passing tribute of a sigh.\\nAnd many a holy text around she strews,\\nThat teach the rustic moralist to die.\\nFor who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey,\\nThis pleasing anxious being e er resign d,\\nLeft the warm precincts of the cheerful day,\\nXor cast one longing ling ring look behind\\nE en from the tomb the voice of nature cries,\\nE en in our ashes live their wonted fires. 3\\nStanza 19.\\nStanza 20.\\nStanza 21.\\nStanza 22.\\nStanza 23.\\n1 See Young, page 311.\\nNor waste their sweetness in the desert air.\\nbooh ii. line 20.\\n2 Usually quoted even tenor of their way.\\n3 See Chaucer, page 3.\\n-Churchill: Gotham,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0413.jp2"}, "410": {"fulltext": "386 GRAY.\\nBrushing with hasty steps the dews away,\\nTo meet the sun upon the upland lawn.\\nElegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 25.\\nOne morn I miss d him on the customed hill,\\nAlong the heath, and near his fav rite tree\\nAnother came nor yet beside the rill,\\nNor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he. stanza 28.\\nHere rests his head upon the lap of earth,\\nA youth to fortune and to fame unknown\\nFair Science frown d not on his humble birth,\\nAnd Melancholy mark d him for her own. 1\\nThe Epitaph.\\nLarge was his bounty, and his soul sincere,\\nHeaven did a recompense as largely send\\nHe gave to mis ry (all he had) a tear,\\nHe gained fr\u00c2\u00a9m Heav n t was all he wish d) a friend.\\nIbid.\\nNo further seek his merits to disclose,\\nOr draw his frailties from their dread abode\\n(There they alike in trembling hope repose),\\nThe bosom of his Father and his God. ibid.\\nAnd weep the more, because I weep in vain.\\nSonnet. On the Death of Mr. West.\\nRich windows that exclude the light,\\nAnd passages that lead to nothing. a Long Story.\\nThe hues of bliss more brightly glow,\\nChastised by sabler tints of woe.\\nOde on the Pleasure arising from Vicissitude. Line 45.\\nThe meanest floweret of the vale,\\nThe simplest note that swells the gale,\\nThe common sun, the air, the skies,\\nTo him are opening paradise. Line 53.\\nAnd hie him home, at evening s close,\\nTo sweet repast and calm repose. Line 87.\\ni See Walton, page 208.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0414.jp2"}, "411": {"fulltext": "GRAY. GARRICK. 387\\nFrom toil he wins his spirits light,\\nFrom busy day the peaceful night\\nKich, from the very want of wealth.\\nIn heaven s best treasures, peace and health.\\nOde on the Pleasure arising from Vicissitude, Line 93.\\nThe social smile, the sympathetic tear.\\nEducation and Government.\\nWhen love could teach a monarch to be wise,\\nAnd gospel-light first dawned from Bullen s eyes. 1\\nToo poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune\\nHe had not the method of making a fortune.\\nOn his own Character.\\nNow as the Paradisiacal pleasures of the Mahometans\\nconsist in playing upon the flute and lying with Houris,\\nbe mine to read eternal new romances of Marivaux and\\nCrebillon. To Mr. West. Letter iv. Third Series.\\nDAVID GARRICK. 1716-1779.\\nCorrupted freemen are the worst of slaves.\\nPrologue to the Gamesters.\\nTheir cause I plead, plead it in heart and mind\\nA fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind. 2\\nPrologue on Quitting the Stage in 1776.\\nPrologues like compliments are loss of time\\n*T is penning bows and making legs in rhyme.\\nPrologue to Crisp s Tragedy of Virginia.\\nLet others hail the rising sun\\nI bow to that whose course is run. 3\\nOn the Death of Mr. Pelham.\\n1 This was intended to be introduced in the Alliance of Education and\\nGovernment. Mason s edition of Gray, vol. Hi. p. 114.\\n2 See Burton, page 185.\\n3 Pompey bade Sylla recollect that more worshipped the rising than the\\nsetting sun. Plutarch: Life of Pompey.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0415.jp2"}, "412": {"fulltext": "388 GARRICK. RHODES.\\nThis scholar, rake, Christian, dupe, gamester, and poet.\\nJupiter and Mercury.\\nHearts of oak are our ships,\\nHearts of oak are our men. 1 Hearts of Oak.\\nHere lies James Quinn. Deign, reader, to be taught,\\nWhatever thy strength of body, force of thought,\\nIn Nature s happiest mould however cast,\\nTo this complexion thou must come at last.\\nEpitaph on Quinn. Murphy s Life of Gar rick. Vol. ii. p. 38.\\nAre these the choice dishes the Doctor has sent us\\nIs this the great poet whose works so content us\\nThis Goldsmith s tine feast, who has written fine books\\nHeaven sends us good meat, but the Devil sends cooks 2\\nEpigram on Goldsmith s Retaliation. Vol. ii. p. 157.\\nHere lies Nolly Goldsmith, for shortness called Noll,\\nWho wrote like an angel, and talk d like poor Poll.\\nImpromptu Epitaph on Goldsmith.\\nWILLIAM B. EHODES. Circa 1790.\\nWho dares this pair of boots displace,\\nMust meet Bombastes face to face. 8\\nBombastes Furioso. Act i. Sc. 4.\\nBom. So have I heard on Afric s burning shore\\nA hungry lion give a grievous roar\\nThe grievous roar echoed along the shore.\\nArtax. So have I heard on Afric s burning shore\\nAnother lion give a grievous roar\\nAnd the first lion thought the last a bore. ibid.\\n1 Our ships were British oak,\\nAnd hearts of oak our men.\\nS. J. Arnold: Death of Nelson.\\n2 See Tusser, page 20.\\n3 Let none but he these arms displace,\\nWho dares Orlando s fury face.\\nCervantes: Bon Quixote, part ii. chap. Ixvi.\\nRay: Proverbs. Thomas: English Prose Romance, page 85.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0416.jp2"}, "413": {"fulltext": "GREVILLE. VTALPOLE. COLLIXS. 389\\nMRS. GEEVILLE. 1 Circa 1793.\\nXor peace nor ease the heart can know\\nWhich, like the needle true.\\nTurns at the touch of joy or woe.\\nBut turning, trembles too. 4 Prayer for Indifference.\\nHORACE VTALPOLE. 1717-1797.\\nHarry Yane Pulteney s toad-eater.\\nLetter to Sir Horace Mann, 1742.\\nThe world is a comedy to those that think, a tragedy\\nto those who feel. ibid. 1770.\\nA careless song, with a little nonsense in it now and\\nthen, does not misbecome a monarch. 2 ibid. 1774.\\nThe whole [Scotch] nation hitherto has been void of wit\\nand humour, and even incapable of relishing it. 3 jbid. 1778.\\nWILLIAM COLLIXS. 1720-1756.\\nIn numbers warmly pure and sweetly strong.\\nOde to Simplicity,\\nWell may your hearts believe the truths I tell\\nT is virtue makes the bliss, where er we dwell. 4\\nOriental Eclogues. 1, Line 5.\\nHow sleep the brave who sink to rest\\nBy all their country s wishes blessed\\nOde written in the year 1746.\\nBy fairy hands their knell is rung 5\\nBy forms unseen their dirge is sung\\n1 The pretty Fanny Macartney. Walpole: Memoirs.\\n2 A little nonsense now and then\\nIs relished by the wisest men.\\nAnonymous.\\n3 It requires a surgical operation to get a joke well into a Scotch under-\\nstanding. Sydney Smith Lady Holland s Memoir, vol, i.p. 15.\\n4 See Pope, page 320.\\n5 Var. By hands unseen the knell is rung;\\nBy fairy forms their dirge is sung.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0417.jp2"}, "414": {"fulltext": "390 COLLINS. MERRICK.\\nThere Honour comes, a pilgrim gray,\\nTo bless the turf that wraps their clay\\nAnd Freedom shall awhile repair,\\nTo dwell a weeping hermit there\\nOde written in the year 1746.\\nWhen Music, heavenly maid, was young,\\nWhile yet in early Greece she sung.\\nThe Passions. Line 1.\\nFill d with fury, rapt, inspired. Line 10%\\nT was sad by fits, by starts t was wild. Line 28.\\nIn notes by distance made more sweet. 1 Line 60.\\nIn hollow murmurs died away. Line 68.\\nMusic sphere-descended maid,\\nFriend of Pleasure, Wisdom s aid Line 95.\\nIn yonder grave a Druid lies. Death of Thomson.\\nToo nicely Jonson knew the critic s part\\nNature in him was almost lost in Art.\\nTo Sir Thomas Hammer on his Edition of Shakespeare.\\nEach lonely scene shall thee restore\\nFor thee the tear be duly shed,\\nBelov d till life can charm no more,\\nAnd mourn d till Pity s self be dead.\\nDirge in Cymbeline.\\nJAMES MEEEICK. 1720-1769.\\nNot what we wish, but what we want,\\nOh, let thy grace supply 2 Hymn.\\nOft has it been my lot to mark\\nA proud, conceited, talking spark. The Chameleon.\\n1 Sweetest melodies\\nAre those that are by distance made more sweet.\\nWordsworth Personal Tall stanza 2.\\n2 Mri fxoi yepoiO f$ov\\\\o(x dA\\\\ h avfupepci (Let not that happen which\\nI wish, but that which is right). Menander Fragment.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0418.jp2"}, "415": {"fulltext": "FOOTE. FORDYCE. AKEXSIDE. 391\\nSAMUEL FOOTE. 1720-1777.\\nHe made liira a hut, wherein he did put\\nThe carcass of Eobinson Crusoe.\\npoor Eobinson Crusoe\\nThe Mayor ofGarratt. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nBorn in a cellar, and living in a garret. 1\\nThe Author. Act ii.\\nJAMES EOEDYCE. 1720-1796.\\nHenceforth the majesty of God revere\\nFear Him, and you have nothing else to fear. 2\\nAnswer to a Gentleman who apologized to the Author for Swearing.\\nMAEK AKEXSIDE. 1721-1770.\\nSuch and so various are the tastes of men.\\nPleasures of the Imagination. Booh Hi. Line 567.\\nThan Timoleon s arms require,\\nAnd Tully s curule chair, and Milton s golden lyre.\\nOde. On a Sermon against Glory. Stanza ii.\\nThe man forget not, though in rags he lies,\\nAnd know the mortal through a crown s disguise.\\nEpistle to Curio.\\nSeeks painted trifles and fantastic toys,\\nAnd eagerly pursues imaginary joys.\\nThe Virtuoso. Stanza x.\\n1 See Congreve, page 294.\\nBorn in the garret, in the kitchen bred. Byron A Sketch.\\n2 Je crains Dieu, cher Abner, et n ai point d autre crainte (I fear God.\\ndear Abner, and I have no other fear). Racine Athalie, act i. sc. 1\\n(1639-1699).\\nFrom Piety, whose soul sincere\\nFears God, and knows no other fear.\\nW. Smyth Ode for the Installation of the Duke\\nof Gloucester as Chancellor of Cambridge.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0419.jp2"}, "416": {"fulltext": "392 SMOLLETT. BLACKSTONE. HOME.\\nTOBIAS SMOLLETT. 1721-1771.\\nThy spirit, Independence, let me share\\nLord of the lion heart and eagle eye,\\nThy steps I follow with my bosom bare,\\nNor heed the storm that howls along the sky.\\nOde to Independence.\\nThy fatal shafts unerring move,\\nI bow before thine altar, Love\\nRoderick Random. Chap. xl.\\nFacts are stubborn things. 1\\nTranslation of Gil Bias. Booh x. Chap. 1.\\nSIR WILLIAM BLACKSTOKE. 1723-1780.\\nThe royal navy of England hath ever been its greatest\\ndefence and ornament it is its ancient and natural\\nstrength, the floating bulwark of our island.\\nCommentaries. Vol. i. Booh i. Chap. xiii. 418.\\nTime whereof the memory of man runneth not to the\\ncontrary. chap, xviii. 472.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00944\\nJOHN HOME. 1724-1808.\\nIn the first days\\nOf my distracting grief, I found myself\\nAs women wish to be who love their lords.\\nDouglas. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nI 11 woo her as the lion wooes his brides. ibid.\\nMy name is Norval on the Grampian hills\\nMy father feeds his flocks a frugal swain,\\nWhose constant cares were to increase his store,\\nAnd keep his only son, myself, at home. Act U. Sc l.\\nA rude and boisterous captain of the sea. Act iv. Sc. l.\\nLike Douglas conquer, or like Douglas die. Act v. Sc. i.\\n1 Facts are stubborn things. Elliot: Essay on Field Husbandry,}). 35\\n(1747).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0420.jp2"}, "417": {"fulltext": "MASON. GIITORD. MURPHY. ELLIOTT. 393\\nWILLIAM MASON. 1725-1797,\\nThe fattest hog in Epicurus sty. 1 Heroic Epistle.\\nEICHAED G1TFORD. 1725-1807.\\nVerse sweetens toil, however rude the sound\\nShe feels no biting pang the while she sings\\nNor, as she turns the giddy wheel around, 2\\nRevolves the sad vicissitudes of things. 3 Contemplation.\\nARTHUR MURPHY. 1727-1805.\\nThus far we run before the wind.\\nThe Apprentice. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nAbove the vulgar flight of common souls. Zenobia. Act v.\\nPicked up his crumbs. The Upholsterer. Acti.\\nJ AXE ELLIOTT. 1727-1805.\\nThe flowers of the forest are a wide away. 4\\nThe Flowers of the Forest.\\n1 Me pinguem et nitidum bene curata cute vises,\\no Epicuri de grege porcum\\n(You may see me, fat and shining, with well-cared for hide, a hog\\nfrom Epicurus herd). Horace: Epistolce, lib. i. iv. 15, 16.\\n2 Thus altered by Johnson,\\nAll at her work the village maiden sings,\\nNor, while she turns the giddy wheel around.\\n3 See Sterne, page 379.\\n4 This line appears in the Flowers of the Forest, part second, a later\\npoem by Mrs. Cockburn. See Dyce s Specimens of British Poetesses,\\np. 374.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0421.jp2"}, "418": {"fulltext": "394 GOLDSMITH.\\nOLIVEE GOLDSMITH. 1728-1774.\\nKemote, unfriended, melancholy, slow,\\nOr by the lazy Scheld or wandering Po.\\nThe Traveller. Line 1.\\nWhere er I roam, whatever realms to see,\\nMy heart untravell d fondly turns to thee\\nStill to my brother turns with ceaseless pain,\\nAnd drags at each remove a lengthening chain. Line 7.\\nAnd learn the luxury of doing good. 1 Line 22.\\nSome fleeting good, that mocks me with the view.\\nLine 26.\\nThese little things are great to little man. Line 42.\\nCreation s heir, the world, the world is mine Line 50.\\nSuch is the patriot s boast, where er we roam,\\nHis first, best country ever is at home. Line 73.\\nWhere wealth and freedom reign contentment fails,\\nAnd honour sinks where commerce long prevails.\\nMan seems the only growth that dwindles here.\\nThe canvas glow d beyond ev n Nature warm,\\nThe pregnant quarry teem d with human form. 2\\nLine 91.\\nLine 126.\\nLine 137.\\nBy sports like these are all their cares beguil d\\nThe sports of children satisfy the child. Line 153.\\nBut winter lingering chills the lap of May. Line 172.\\nCheerful at morn, he wakes from short repose,\\nBreasts the keen air, and carols as he goes. Line 185.\\nSo the loud torrent and the whirlwind s roar\\nBut bind him to his native mountains more. Line 217.\\n1 See Garth, page 295.\\nCrabbe: Tales of the Hall, book Hi. Graves: The Epicure.\\n2 See Pope, page 329.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0422.jp2"}, "419": {"fulltext": "GOLDSMITH. 395\\nAlike all ages. Dames of ancient days\\nHave led their children through the mirthful maze,\\nAnd the gay grandsire, skilFd in gestic lore,\\nHas frisk d beneath the burden of threescore.\\nThe Traveller. Line 251.\\nThey please, are pleas d they give to get esteem,\\nTill seeming blest, they grow to what they seem. 1\\nLine 266.\\nEnibosom d in the deep where Holland lies.\\nMetkinks her patient sons before me stand,\\nWhere the broad ocean leans against the land. Line 282.\\nPride in their port, defiance in their eye,\\nI see the lords of humankind pass by. 2 Line 327.\\nThe land of scholars and the nurse of arms. Line 356.\\nFor just experience tells, in every soil,\\nThat those that think must govern those that toil.\\nLine 372.\\nLaws grind the poor, and rich men rule the law.\\nLine 386.\\nForc d from their homes, a melancholy train,\\nTo traverse climes beyond the western main\\nWhere wild Oswego spreads her swamps around,\\nAnd Niagara stuns with thundering sound. Line 409.\\nVain, very vain, my weary search to find\\nThat bliss which only centres in the mind. Line 423.\\nLuke s iron crown, and Damien s bed of steel. 3 Line 436.\\nSweet Auburn loveliest village of the plain.\\nThe Deserted Village. Line 1.\\nThe hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade,\\nFor talking age and whispering lovers made. Line 13.\\n1 The character of the French.\\n2 See Dryden, page 277.\\n3 When Davies asked for an explanation of Luke s iron crown, Gold-\\nsmith referred him to a book called u Geographie Curieuse, and added that\\nby Dan-iien s bed of steel he meant the rack. Granger: Letters,\\n(1805), p. 52.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0423.jp2"}, "420": {"fulltext": "396 GOLDSMITH.\\nThe bashful virgin s sidelong looks of love.\\nThe Deserted Village. Line 29.\\nIll fares the land, to hastening ills a prey,\\nWhere wealth accumulates, and men decay.\\nPrinces and lords may flourish or may fade,\\nA breath can make them, as a breath has made 1\\nBut a bold peasantry, their country s pride,\\nWhen once destroy d, can never be supplied. jj ne si.\\nHis best companions, innocence and health\\nAnd his best riches, ignorance of wealth. Line 61.\\nHow blest is he who crowns in shades like these\\nA youth of labour with an age of ease Line 99.\\nWhile Eesignation gently slopes away,\\nAnd all his prospects brightening to the last,\\nHis heaven commences ere the world be past. Line no.\\nThe watch-dog s voice that bay d the whispering wind,\\nAnd the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.\\nLine 121.\\nA man he was to all the country dear,\\nAnd passing rich with forty pounds a year. Line ui.\\nWept o er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done,\\nShoulder d his crutch, and shew d how fields were won.\\nLine 157.\\nCareless their merits or their faults to scan,\\nHis pity gave ere charity began.\\nThus to relieve the wretched was his pride,\\nAnd even his failings lean d to Virtue s side. Line wi.\\nAnd as a bird each fond endearment tries\\nTo tempt its new-fledg d offspring to the skies,\\nHe tried each art, reprov d each dull delay,\\nAllur d to brighter worlds, and led the way. Line 167.\\ni See Pope, page 329.\\nC est un verre qui luit,\\nQu un souffle peut detruire, et qu un souffle a produit\\n(It is a shining glass, which a breath may destroy, and which a breath has\\nproduced). De Caux (comparing the world to his hour-glass).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0424.jp2"}, "421": {"fulltext": "GOLDSMITH. 397\\nTruth from his lips prevail d with double sway.\\nAnd fools who came to scoff, remain d to pray. 1\\nThe Deserted Village. Line 179.\\nEven children follow d with endearing wile.\\nAnd pluck d his gown, to share the good man s smile.\\nLine 183.\\nAs some tall cliff that lifts its awful form.\\nSwells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm.\\nThough round its breast the rolling clouds are spread.\\nEternal sunshine settles on its head. Line 189.\\nWell had the boding tremblers learn d to trace\\nThe day s disasters in his morning face\\nFull well they laugh d with counterfeited glee\\nAt all his jokes, for many a joke had he\\nFull well the busy whisper circling round\\nConvey d the dismal tidings when he frown d.\\nYet was he kind, or if severe in aught.\\nThe love he bore to learning was in fault\\nThe village all deelar d how much he knew,\\nT was certain he could write and cipher too. Line 199.\\nIn arguing too. the parson own d his skill.\\nFor e en though vanquish d he could argue still\\nWhile words of learned length and thundering sound\\nAmaz d the gazing rustics rang d around\\nAnd still they gaz d. and still the wonder grew\\nThat one small head could carry all he knew. Line 209.\\nWhere village statesmen talk d with looks profound.\\nAnd news much older than their ale went round.\\nLine 223.\\nThe whitewash d wall, the nicely sanded floor.\\nThe varnish d clock that click d behind the door\\nThe chest, contriv d a double debt to pay.\\nA bed by night, a chest of drawers by day. 2 Line 227.\\n1 See Dryden. page 269.\\nA cap by night, a stocking all the day Goldsmith: A Description\\nof an Authors Bed-Chamber.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0425.jp2"}, "422": {"fulltext": "398 GOLDSMITH.\\nThe twelve good rules, the royal game of goose. 1\\nThe Deserted Village, Line 232.\\nTo Hie more dear, congenial to my heart,\\nOne native charm, than all the gloss of art. Line 253.\\nAnd e en while fashion s brightest arts decoy,\\nThe heart distrusting asks if this be joy. Line 263.\\nHer modest looks the cottage might adorn,\\nSweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn. Line 329.\\nThrough torrid tracts with fainting steps they go,\\nWhere wild Altama murmurs to their woe. Line 344.\\nIn all the silent manliness of grief. Line 384.\\nLuxury thou curst by Heaven s decree Line 385.\\nThou source of all my bliss and all my woe,\\nThat found st me poor at first, and keep st me so.\\nLine 413.\\nSuch dainties to them, their health it might hurt\\nIt s like sending them ruffles when wanting a shirt. 2\\nThe Haunch of Venison.\\nAs aromatic plants bestow\\nNo spicy fragrance while they grow\\nBut crush d or trodden to the ground,\\nDiffuse their balmy sweets around. 3\\nThe Captivity. Act i.\\nTo the last moment of his breath,\\nOn hope the wretch relies\\nAnd even the pang preceding death\\nBids expectation rise. 4 Act il\\n1 The twelve good rules were ascribed to King Charles I.: 1. Urge no\\nhealths. 2. Profane no divine ordinances. 3. Touch no state matters.\\n4. Reveal no secrets. 5. Pick no quarrels. 6. Make no comparisons.\\n7. Maintain no ill opinions. 8. Keep no bad company. 9. Encourage no\\nvice. 10. Make no long meals. 11. Repeat no grievances. 12. Lay no\\nwagers.\\n2 See Tom Brown, page 286.\\n3 See Bacon, page 165.\\n4 The wretch condemn d with life to part\\nStill, still on hope relies;\\nAnd every pang that rends the heart\\nBids expectation rise.\\nOriginal MS.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0426.jp2"}, "423": {"fulltext": "GOLDSMITH. 399\\nHope, like the gleaming taper s light,\\nAdorns and cheers our way 1\\nAnd still, as darker grows the night,\\nEmits a brighter ray. The Captivity. Act ii.\\nOur Garrick J s a salad for in him we see\\nOil, vinegar, sugar, and saltness agree\\nRetaliation. Line 11.\\nWho mix d reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth\\nIf he had any faults, he has left us in doubt. Line 24.\\nWho, born for the universe, narrowed his mind,\\nAnd to party gave up what was meant for mankind\\nThough fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat\\nTo persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote.\\nWho too deep for his hearers still went on refining,\\nAnd thought of convincing while they thought of dining\\nThough equal to all things, for all things unfit\\nToo nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit. Line 3i.\\nHis conduct still right, with his argument wrong.\\nLine 46.\\nA flattering painter, who made it his care\\nTo draw men as they ought to be, not as they are.\\nLine 63.\\nHere lies David Garrick, describe me who can,\\nAn abridgment of all that was pleasant in man. Line 93.\\nAs a wit, if not first, in the very first line. Line 96.\\nOn the stage he was natural, simple, affecting\\nT was only that when he was off he was acting.\\nLine 101.\\nHe cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack,\\nFor he knew when he pleas d he could whistle them back.\\nLine 107.\\nWho pepper d the highest was surest to please. Line 112.\\n1 Hope, like the taper s gleamy light,\\nAdorns the wretch s way.\\nOriginal MS.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0427.jp2"}, "424": {"fulltext": "400 GOLDSMITH.\\nWhen they talk d of their Kaphaels, Correggios, and stuff,\\nHe shifted his trumpet and only took snuff.\\nRetaliation. Line 145.\\nThe best-humour d man, with the worst-humour d Muse. 1\\nPostscript.\\nGood people all, with one accord,\\nLament for Madam Blaize,\\nWho never wanted a good word\\nFrom those who spoke her praise.\\nElegy on Mrs. Mary Blaize. 1\\nThe king himself has followed her\\nWhen she has walk d before. ibid.\\nA kind and gentle heart he had,\\nTo comfort friends and foes\\nThe naked every day he clad\\nWhen he put on his clothes.\\nElegy on the Death of a Mad Bog.\\nAnd in that town a dog was found,\\nAs many dogs there be,\\nBoth mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound,\\nAnd curs of low degree. ibid.\\nThe dog, to gain his private ends,\\nWent mad, and bit the man. ibid.\\nThe man recovered of the bite,\\nThe dog it was that died. 3 ibid.\\n1 See Rochester, page 279.\\n2 Written in imitation of u Chanson sur le fameux La Palisse, which is\\nattributed to Bernard de la Monnoye\\nOn dit que dans ses amours\\nII fut caresse des belles,\\nQui le suivirent toujours,\\nTant qu il marcha devant elles\\n(They say that in his love affairs he was petted by beauties, who always fol-\\nlowed him as long as he walked before them).\\n3 While Fell was reposing himself in the hay,\\nA reptile concealed bit his leg as he lay;\\nBut, all venom himself, of the wound he made light,\\nAnd got well, while the scorpion died of the bite.\\nLessing: Paraphrase of a Greek Epigram by Demodocus.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0428.jp2"}, "425": {"fulltext": "GOLDSMITH. 401\\nA night-cap deck d his brovrs instead of bay,\\nA cap by night, a stocking all the day. 1\\nDescription of an Author s Bed-chamber.\\nThis same philosophy is a good horse in the stable, but\\nan arrant jade on a journey. 2 The Good-Xatured Man. Acti.\\nAll his faults ara such that one loves him still the\\nbetter for them. Act i.\\nSilence gives consent. 3 Act H.\\nMeasures, not men. have alvrays been my mark. 4 ibid.\\nI love everything that S old old friends, old times,\\nold manners, old books, old vrine. 5\\nShe Stoops to Conquer. Act i.\\nThe very pink of perfection. ibid.\\nThe genteel thing is the genteel thing any time, if as\\nbe that a gentleman bees in a concatenation accordingly.\\nIbid.\\nI 11 be with you in the squeezing of a lemon. jbid.\\nAsk me no questions, and I 11 tell you no fibs. Act Hi.\\nWe sometimes had those little rubs vrhich Providence\\nsends to enhance the value of its favours.\\nVicar of WaJcefeld. Chap. i.\\nHandsome is that handsome does. 6 ibid.\\nThe premises being thus settled, I proceed to observe\\nthat the concatenation of self-existence, proceeding in a\\nreciprocal duplicate ratio, naturally produces a problem-\\natical dialogism, which in some measure proves that the\\n1 See page 397.\\n2 Philosophy triumphs easily over past evils and future evils, but pres-\\nent evils triumph over it. Rochefoucauld Maxim 22.\\n3 Ray: Proverbs. Fuller: Wise Sentences.\\n4 Of this stamp is the cant of. Xot men, but measures. Burke: Thoughts\\non the Causes of the Present Discontents.\\n5 See Bacon, page 171.\\n6 See Chaucer, page -i.\\n26", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0429.jp2"}, "426": {"fulltext": "402 GOLDSMITH.\\nessence of spirituality may be referred to the second\\npredicable. Vicar of Wakefield. Chap. mi.\\nI find you want me to furnish, you with argument and\\nintellect too. j^.\\niHirn, gentle Hermit of th^ Pale,\\nAnd guide my lonely way\\nTo where yon taper cheers the vale\\nWith hospitable ray. The Hermit. Chap. viii. Stanza 1.\\nTaught by that Power that pities me,\\nI learn to pity them. 1 nid. Stanza 6.\\nMan wants but little here below,\\nNor wants that little long. 2 stanza 8.\\nAnd what is friendship but a name,\\nA charm that lulls to sleep,\\nA shade that follows wealth or fame,\\nAnd leaves the wretch to weep stanza w.\\nThe sigh that rends thy constant heart\\nShall break thy Edwin s too. Stanza 33.\\nBy the living jingo, she was all of a muck of sweat.\\nChap. ix.\\nThey would talk of nothing but high life, and high-lived\\ncompany, with other fashionable topics, such as pictures,\\ntaste, Shakespeare, and the musical glasses. ma.\\nIt has been a thousand times observed, and I must\\nobserve it once more, that the hours we pass with happy\\nprospects in view are more pleasing than those crowned\\nwith fruition. 3 Chap. x.\\nTo what happy accident 4 is it that we owe so unex-\\npected a visit Chap. xix.\\n1 See Burton, page 185. 2 See Young, page 308.\\n3 An object in possession seldom retains the same charm that it had in\\npursuit. Pliny the Younger Letters, book ii. letter xv. 1.\\n4 See Middleton, page 174.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0430.jp2"}, "427": {"fulltext": "GOLDSMITH. WARTON. 403\\nWiien lively woman stoops to folly,\\nAnd i^nds ^os^ late that me.n betray,\\nWi}.at charr^. can sootli^ her melancholy\\nWfoa^ artsCan wash her guilt away\\nThe Hermit. On Woman. Chap, xxiv.\\nThe only art her guilt to cover.\\nTo hide her shame from every eye,\\nTo give repentance to her lover,\\nAnd wring his bosom, is to die. ibid.\\nTo what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every\\npleasure and convenience of our lives. ibid. Chap. xxi.\\nFor he who fights and runs away\\nMay live to fight another day\\nBut he who is in battle slain\\nCan never rise and fight again. 1\\nThe Art of Poetry on a New Plan (1761). Vol. ii.p. 147.\\nOne writer, for instance, excels at a plan or a title-\\npage, another works away the body of the book, and a\\nthird is a dab at an index. 2 The Bee. No. i, Oct. 6, 1759.\\nThe true use of speech is not so much to express our\\nwants as to conceal them. 3 No. Hi. Oct. 20, 1759.\\nTHOMAS WAETON. 1728-1790.\\nAll human race, from China to Peru, 4\\nPleasure, howe er disguis d by art, pursue.\\nUniversal Love of Pleasure.\\nNor rough, nor barren, are the winding ways\\nOf hoar antiquity, but strewn with flowers.\\nWritten on a Blank Leaf of Dug dale s Monasticon.\\n1 See Butler, pages 215, 216.\\n2 There are two things which I am confident I can do very well one is an\\nintroduction to any literary work, stating what it is to contain, and how it\\nshould be executed in the most perfect manner.\\nBoswell: Life of Johnson, An. 1775.\\n3 See Young, page 310.\\n4 See Johnson, page 365.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0431.jp2"}, "428": {"fulltext": "404 PERCY.\\nTHOMAS PEECY. 1728-1811.\\nEvery white will have its blacke,\\nAnd every sweet its soure.\\nEeliques of Ancient Poetry. Sir Cauline.\\nLate, late yestreen I saw the new moone,\\nWi the auld moon in hir arme. 1 sir Patrick Spens.\\nHe that had neyther been kith nor kin\\nMight have seen a full fayre sight.\\nGuy of Gisborne.\\nHave you not heard these many years ago\\nJeptha was judge of Israel\\nHe had one only daughter and no mo,\\nThe which he loved passing well\\nAnd as by lott,\\nGod wot,\\nIt so came to pass,\\nAs God s will was. 2\\nJepthah, Judge of Israel*\\nA Kobyn,\\nJolly Eobyn,\\nTell me how thy leman does. 3\\nA Robyn, Jolly Robyn.\\nWhere gripinge grefes the hart wounde,\\nAnd dolefulle dumps the mynde oppresse,\\nThere music with her silver sound 4\\nWith spede is wont to send redresse.\\nA Song to the Lute in Musicke.\\n1 I saw the new moon late yestreen,\\nWi the auld moon in her arm.\\nFrom Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border.\\n2 As by lot, God wot and then you know, It came to pass, as most\\nlike it was. Shakespeare: Hamlet, act ii. sc. 2.\\n3 Hey, Robin, jolly Robin,\\nTell me how thy lady does.\\nShakespeare: Twelfth Night, act iv. sc. 2.\\n4 When griping grief the heart doth wound,\\nAnd doleful dumps the mind oppress,\\nThen music with her silver sound.\\nShakespeare: Romeo and Juliet, act iv. sc. 5.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0432.jp2"}, "429": {"fulltext": "PERCY. 405\\nThe blinded boy that shootes so trim^\\nFrom heaven downe did hie. 1\\nKing Cophetua and the Beggar-maid.\\nWhat is thy name, faire maid quoth he.\\nPenelophon, King quoth she. 2 md*\\nAnd how should I know your true love\\nFrom many another one\\nOh, by his cockle hat and staff,\\nAnd by his sandal shoone.\\nThe Friar of Orders Gray,\\nLady, he is dead and gone\\nLady, he s dead and gone\\nAnd at his head a green grass turfe,\\nAnd at his heels a stone. 3 ibid.\\nSigh no more, ladies, sigh no more\\nMen were deceivers ever\\nOne foot in sea and one on shore,\\nTo one thing constant never. 4 iud.\\nWeep no more, lady, weep no more,\\nThy sorrowe is in vaine\\nFor violets pluckt, the sweetest showers\\nWill ne er make grow againe. 5 Bid.\\nHe that would not when he might,\\nHe shall not when he wolda. 6 ibid.\\n1 Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim,\\nWhen King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!\\nShakespeare: Borneo and Juliet, act ii. sc. 1.\\n2 Shakespeare, who alludes to this ballad in Love s Labour s Lost,\\nact iv. sc. 1, gives the beggar s name Zenelophon. The stor} 7 of the king\\nand the beggar is also alluded to in King Richard IL, act v. sc. 3.\\n3 Quoted in Hamlet. act iv. sc. 3.\\n4 See Shakespeare, page 51.\\n5 See John Fletcher, page 183.\\n6 See Heywood, page 9.\\nHe that will not when he may,\\nWhen he would, he should have nay.\\nCekvastes Bon Quixote, part i. book Hi. chap. iv.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0433.jp2"}, "430": {"fulltext": "406 PERCY.\\nWe 11 shine in more substantial honours,\\nAnd to be noble we 11 be good. 1 Winifreda (1720).\\nAnd when with envy Time, transported,\\nShall think to rob us of our joys,\\nYou 11 in your girls again be courted,\\nAnd I 11 go wooing in my boys. ibid.\\nKing Stephen was a worthy peere,\\nHis breeches cost him but a croune\\nHe held them sixpence all too deere,\\nTherefore he call d the taylor loune.\\nHe was a wight of high renowne,\\nAnd those but of a low degree\\nItt s pride that putts the country e doune,\\nThen take thine old cloake about thee. 2\\nTake thy old Cloak about Thee.\\nA poore soule sat sighing under a sycamore tree\\nOh willow, willow, willow\\nWith his hand on his bosom, his head on his knee,\\nOh willow, willow, willow 3 Willow, willow, willow.\\nWhen Arthur first in court began,\\nAnd was approved king. 4\\nSir Launcelot du Lake.\\nShall I bid her goe What if I doe\\nShall I bid her goe and spare not\\nOh no, no, no I dare not. 5\\nCorydori s Farewell to Phillis.\\n1 See Chapman, page 37.\\nNobilitas sola est atque unica virtus (Nobility is the one only virtue).\\nJuvenal: Satire \u00e2\u0080\u00a2viii. line 20.\\n2 The first stanza is quoted in full, and the last line of the second, by\\nShakespeare in u Othello, act ii. sc. 3.\\n3 The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree,\\nSing all a green willow;\\nHer hand on her bosom, her head on her knee,\\nSing willow, willow, willow.\\nOthello, act iv. sc. 3.\\n4 Quoted by Shakespeare in Second Part of Henry IV., act ii. sc. 4.\\n5 Quoted by Shakespeare in Twelfth Night, act ii. sc. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0434.jp2"}, "431": {"fulltext": "PERCY. BURKE. 407\\nBut in vayne sliee did conjure him\\nTo depart her presence soe\\nHaving a thousand tongues to allure him.\\nAnd but one to bid him goe. Dulcina.\\nEDMUND BURKE. 1729-1797.\\nThe writers against religion, whilst they oppose every\\nsystem, are wisely careful never to set up any of their\\nOwn. A Vindication of Natural Society. 1 Preface, vol. i, p. 7.\\nu War, says Machiavel, ought to be the only study\\nof a prince and by a prince he means every sort of\\nstate, however constituted. He ought, says this great\\npolitical doctor, to consider peace only as a breathing-\\ntime, which gives him leisure to contrive, and furnishes\\nability to execute military plans. A meditation on the\\nconduct of political societies made old Hobbes imagine\\nthat war was the state of nature.\\nA Vindication of Natural Society. Vol. i.p. 15.\\nI am convinced that we have a degree of delight, and\\nthat no small one, in the real misfortunes and pains of\\nOthers. 2 On the Sublime and Beautiful. Sect. xiv. vol. I p. 118.\\nCustom reconciles us to everything.\\nSect, xviii. vol. i.p. 231.\\nThere is, however, a limit at which forbearance ceases\\nto be a virtue.\\nObservations on a Late Publication on the Present State of the\\nNation. Vol. i. p. 273.\\nThe wisdom of our ancestors. 3\\nIbid. p. 516. Also in the Discussion on the Traitorous\\nCorrespondence Bill, 1793.\\n1 Boston edition. 1865-1867.\\n2 In the adversity of our best friends we always find something which is\\nnot wholly displeasing to us. Rochefoucauld: Reflections, xv.\\n3 Lord Brougham says of Bacon, He it was who first employed the well-\\nknown phrase of the wisdom of our ancestor?.\\nSydney Smith: Plymley s Letters, letter v. Lord Eldon On Sir\\nSamuel Romilhf s Bill, 1815. Cicero: De Legibus, ii. 2, 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0435.jp2"}, "432": {"fulltext": "408 BURKE.\\nIllustrious predecessor. 1\\nThoughts on the Cause of the Present Discontents. Vol. i. p. 456.\\nIn such a strait the wisest may well be perplexed and\\nthe boldest staggered. P 516t\\nWhen bad men combine, the good must associate else\\nthey will fall one by one, an unpitied sacrifice in a con-\\ntemptible struggle. P 526t\\nOf this stamp is the cant of, Not men, but measures. 2\\nP. 531.\\nThe concessions of the weak are the concessions of\\ntear. Speech on the Conciliation of America. Vol. ii. p. 108.\\nThere is America, which at this day serves for little\\nmore than to amuse you with stories of savage men and\\nuncouth manners, yet shall, before you taste of death,\\nshow itself equal to the whole of that commerce which\\nnow attracts the envy of the world. P, 115t\\nFiction lags after. truth, invention is unfruitful, and\\nimagination cold and barren. p jig.\\nA people who are still, as it were, but in the gristle,\\nand not yet hardened into the bone of manhood.\\nP. 117.\\nA wise and salutary neglect. pud.\\nMy vigour relents, I pardon something to the spirit\\nof liberty. p. us.\\nThe religion most prevalent in our northern colonies\\nis a refinement on the principles of resistance it is the\\ndissidence of dissent, and the protestantism of the Prot-\\nestant religion. p. 123.\\nI do not know the method of drawing up an indictment\\nagainst a whole people. p. 130.\\nThe march of the human mind is slow. 3 p. 149.\\n1 See Fielding, page 364. 2 See Goldsmith, page 401.\\n2 The march of intellect. Southey Progress and Prospects of Soci-\\nety, vol. ii. p. 360.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0436.jp2"}, "433": {"fulltext": "BURKE. 409\\nAll government, indeed, every human benefit and en-\\njoyment, every virtue and every prudent act, is founded\\non compromise and barter.\\nSpeech on the Conciliation of America. Vol. ii.p. 169.\\nThe worthy gentleman who has been snatched from us\\nat the moment of the election, and in the middle of the\\ncontest, whilst his desires were as warm and his hopes\\nas eager as ours, has feelingly told us what shadows we\\nare, and what shadows we pursue.\\nSpeech at Bristol on Declining the Poll. Vol. ii. p. 420.\\nThey made and recorded a sort of institute and digest\\nof anarchy, called the Eights of Man.\\nOn the Army Estimates. Vol Hi. p. 221.\\nPeople will not look forward to posterity who never\\nlook backward to their ancestors.\\nReflections on the Revolution in France. Vol. in. p. 274.\\nYou had that action and counteraction which, in the\\nnatural and in the political world, from the reciprocal\\nstruggle of discordant powers draws out the harmony of\\nthe universe. 1 p. 277.\\nr\\nIt is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the\\nQueen of France, then the Dauphiness, at Versailles\\nand surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly\\nseemed to touch, a more delightful vision. I saw her\\njust above the horizon, decorating and cheering the ele-\\nvated sphere she just began to move in, glittering like\\nthe morning star full of life and splendour and joy.\\nLittle did I dream that I should have lived to see\\nsuch disasters fallen upon her in a nation of gallant men,\\nin a nation of men of honour and of cavaliers. I\\nthought ten thousand swords must have leaped from\\n1 Quid velit et possit rerum concordia discors (What the discordant har-\\nmony of circumstances would and could effect). Horace Epistle i. 12, 19.\\nMr. Breen, in his Modern English Literature, says This remark-\\nable thought Alison the historian has turned to good account it occurs so\\noften in his disquisitions that he seems to have made it the staple of all wis-\\ndom and the basis of everv truth.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0437.jp2"}, "434": {"fulltext": "410 BUKKE.\\ntheir scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened\\nher with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone that\\nof sophisters, economists, and calculators has succeeded.\\nReflections on the Revolution in France. Vol. in. p. 331.\\nThe unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of\\nnations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enter-\\nprise is gone. IbkL\\nThat chastity of honour which felt a stain like a\\nWOUnd. p. 332.\\nVice itself lost half its evil by losing all its grossness.\\nIbid.\\nKings will be tyrants from policy, when subjects are\\nrebels from principle. p. 334.\\nLearning will be cast into the mire and trodden down\\nunder the hoofs of a swinish multitude. 1 p. 335.\\nBecause half-a-dozen grasshoppers under a fern make\\nthe field ring with their importunate chink, whilst thou-\\nsands of great cattle, reposed beneath the shadow of the\\nBritish oak, chew the cud and are silent, pray clo not\\nimagine that those who make the noise are the only in-\\nhabitants of the field that of course they are many in\\nnumber; or that, after all, they are other than the\\nlittle shrivelled, meagre, hopping, though loud and\\ntroublesome insects of the hour. p. 344.\\nIn their nomination to office they will not appoint to\\nthe exercise of authority as to a pitiful job, but as to a\\nholy function. p. 350.\\nThe men of England, the men, I mean, of light and\\nleading in England. p. 305.\\n1 This expression was tortured to mean that he actually thought the\\npeople no better than swine; and the phrase the swinish multitude\\nwas bruited about in every form of speech and writing, in order to excite\\npopular indignation.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0438.jp2"}, "435": {"fulltext": "BURKE. 411\\nHe that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves and\\nsharpens our skill. Our antagonist is our helper.\\nReflections on the Revolution in France. Vol. Hi. p. 453.\\nTo execute laws is a royal office to execute orders is\\nnot to be a king. However, a political executive magis-\\ntracy, though merely such, is a great trust. 1 p. 497.\\nYou can never plan the future by the past. 2\\nLetter to a Member of the National Assembly. Vol. h. p. 55.\\nThe cold neutrality of an impartial judge.\\nPreface to Brissotfs Address. Vol. v. p. 67.\\nAnd having looked to Government for bread, on the\\nvery first scarcity they will turn and bite the hand that\\nfed them. 3 Thoughts and Details on Scarcity. Vol v. p. 156.\\nAll men that are ruined, are ruined on the side of\\ntheir natural propensities.\\nLetter i. On a Regicide Peace. Vol. v. p. 286,\\nAll those instances to be found in history, whether\\nreal or fabulous, of a doubtful public spirit, at which\\nmorality is perplexed, reason is staggered, and from\\nwhich affrighted Nature recoils, are their chosen and\\nalmost sole examples for the- instruction of their youth.\\nP. 311.\\nExample is the school of mankind, and they will learn\\nat no other. P- 331\\nEarly and provident fear is the mother of safety.\\nSpeech on the Petition of the Unitarians. Vol. vii.p. 50.\\nThere never was a bad man that had ability for good\\nservice.\\nSpeech in opening the Impeachment of Warren Hastings Third\\nDay. Vol. x. p. 54.\\nThe people never give up their liberties but under\\nSOme delusion. Speech at County Meeting of Bucks, 1784.\\n1 See Appendix, page 859.\\n2 I know no way of judging of the future but by the past. Patrick\\nHe *ry Speech in the Virginia Convention, March, 1775.\\n3 We set ourselves to bite the hand that feeds us. Cause of the Present\\nDiscontents, vol. i.p. 439.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0439.jp2"}, "436": {"fulltext": "412 BURKE. CHURCHILL.\\nI would rather sleep in the southern corner of a little\\ncountry churchyard than in the tomb of the Capulets. 1\\nLetter to Matthew Smith.\\nIt has all the contortions of the sibyl without the in-\\n^j j\\na\\nSpiratlOn. 2 Prior s Life of Burke.\\nHe was not merely a chip of the old block, but the\\nold block itself. 4\\nOn PitVs First Speech, Feb. 26, 1781. From Wraxall s\\nMemoirs, First Series, vol. i.p. 342.\\nCHAELES CHURCHILL. 1731-1764.\\nHe mouths a sentence as curs mouth a bone.\\nThe Rosciad. Line 322.\\nBut, spite of all the criticising elves,\\nThose who would make us feel must feel themselves. 5\\nLine 961.\\nWho to patch up his fame, or fill his purse,\\nStill pilfers wretched plans, and makes them worse\\n1 Family vault of all the Capulets. Reflections on the Revolution in\\nFrance, vol. Hi. p. 349.\\n2 When Croft s Life of Dr. Young was spoken of as a good imitation\\nof Dr. Johnson s st} T le, No, no, said he, it is not a good imitation of\\nJohnson it has all his pomp without his force it has all the nodosities of\\nthe oak, without its strength it has all the contortions of the sibyl, without\\nthe inspiration. Prior: Life of Burke.\\nThe gloomy comparisons of a disturbed imagination, the melancholy\\nmadness of poetiy without the inspiration. Junius: Letter No. viii. To\\nSir W. Draper.\\n3 At the conclusion of one of Mr. Burke s eloquent harangues, Mr. Cruger,\\nfinding nothing to add, or perhaps as he thought to add with effect, ex-\\nclaimed earnestly, in the language of the counting-house, I say ditto to\\nMr. Burke I say ditto to Mr. Burke Prior Life of Burke, p. 152.\\n4 See Sir Thomas Browne, page 219.\\n5 Si vis me flere, dolendum est\\nPrimum ipsi tibi\\n(If you wish me to weep, you yourself must first feel grief).\\nHorace: Ars Poetica, v. 102.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0440.jp2"}, "437": {"fulltext": "CHURCHILL. COWPEB. 413\\nLike gypsies, lest the stolen brat be known,\\nDefacing first, then claiming for his own. 1\\nThe Apology. Line 232.\\nNo statesman e er will find it worth his pains\\nTo tax our labours and excise our brains. Night. Line 271.\\nApt alliteration s artful aid.\\nThe Prophecy of Famine. Line 86.\\nThere webs were spread of more than common size,\\nAnd half-starved spiders prey d on half-starved flies.\\nLine 327.\\nWith curious art the brain, too finely wrought,\\nPreys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.\\nEpistle to William Hogarth. Line 645.\\nMen the most infamous are fond of fame,\\nAnd those who fear not guilt yet start at shame.\\nThe Author. Line 233.\\nBe England what she will,\\nWith all her faults she is my country still. 2\\nThe Farewell. Line 27.\\nWherever waves can roll, and winds can blow. 3 Line 38.\\nWILLIAM COWPEB, 1731-1800.\\nIs base in kind, and born to be a slave.\\nTable Talk. Line 28.\\nAs if the world and they were hand and glove. Line 173.\\nHappiness depends, as Xature shows.\\nLess on exterior things than most suppose. Line 246.\\n1 Steal! to be sure they may: and, egad, serve your best thoughts as\\ngypsies do stolen children, disguise them to make em pass for their\\nown. Sheridan: The Critic, act i. sc. i.\\n2 England, with all thy faults I love thee still,\\nMy country\\nCovvper The Task, book ii. The Timepiece, line 206.\\n3 Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam. Byron: The Corsair,\\ncanto i. stanza 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0441.jp2"}, "438": {"fulltext": "414 COWPER.\\nFreedom has a thousand charms to show,\\nThat slaves, howe er contented, never know.\\nTable Talk. Line 260.\\nManner is all in all, whatever is writ,\\nThe substitute for genius, sense, and wit. Line 542.\\nAges elapsed ere Homer s lamp appeared,\\nAnd ages ere the Mantuan swan was heard\\nTo carry nature lengths unknown before,\\nTo give a Milton birth, ask d ages more. ja ne 556t\\nElegant as simplicity, and warm\\nAs ecstasy. Line 588.\\nLow ambition and the thirst of praise. 1 Line 591.\\nMade poetry a mere mechanic art. Line 654.\\nNature, exerting an unwearied power,\\nForms, opens, and gives scent to every flower\\nSpreads the fresh verdure of the field, and leads\\nThe dancing Naiads through the dewy meads. Line 690.\\nLights of the world, and stars of human race.\\nThe Progress of Error. Line 97.\\nHow much a dunce that has been sent to roam\\nExcels a dunce that has been kept at home Line 415.\\nJust knows, and knows no more, her Bible true,\\nA truth the brilliant Frenchman never knew.\\nTruth. Line 327.\\nThe sounding jargon of the schools. 2 Line 367.\\nWhen one that holds communion with the skies\\nHas filFd his urn where these pure waters rise,\\nAnd once more mingles with us meaner things,\\nJ T is e en as if an angel shook his wings.\\nCharity. Line 435.\\nA fool must now and then be right by chance.\\nConversation. Line 96.\\n1 See Pope, page 314.\\n2 See Prior, page 287.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0442.jp2"}, "439": {"fulltext": "COWPER. 415\\nHe would not with a peremptory tone,\\nAssert the nose upon his face his own.\\nConversation. Line 121.\\nA moral, sensible, and well-bred man\\nWill not affront me, and no other can. Line 193.\\nPernicious weed whose scent the fair annoys,\\nUnfriendly to society s chief joys\\nThy worst effect is banishing for hours\\nThe sex whose presence civilizes ours. Line 251.\\nI cannot talk with civet in the room,\\nA fine puss-gentleman that s all perfume. Line 283.\\nThe solemn fop significant and budge\\nA fool with judges, amongst fools a judge. 1 Line 299.\\nHis wit invites you by his looks to come,\\nBut when you knock, it never is at home. 2 Line 303.\\nOur wasted oil unprofitably burns,\\nLike hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns. 3 Line 357.\\nThat good diffused may more abundant grow. Line 443.\\nA business with an income at its heels\\nFurnishes always oil for its own wheels.\\nRetirement. Line 614.\\nAbsence of occupation is not rest,\\nA mind quite vacant is a mind distressed. Line 623.\\nAn idler is a watch that wants both hands,\\nAs useless if it goes as if it stands. Line 681.\\nBuilt God a church, and laughed his word to scorn.\\nLine 688.\\n1 See Pope, page 331.\\n2 See Pope, page 336.\\n3 See Butler, page 213.\\nThe story of a lamp which was supposed to have burned about fifteen\\nhundred years in the sepulchre of Tullia, the daughter of Cicero, is told\\nbv Pancirollus and others.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0443.jp2"}, "440": {"fulltext": "416 COWPER.\\nPhilologists, who chase\\nA panting syllable through time and space,\\nStart it at home, and hunt it in the dark\\nTo Gaul, to Greece, and into Noah s ark.\\nRetirement. Line 691,\\nI praise the Frenchman, 1 his remark was shrewd,\\nHow sweet, how passing sweet, is solitude\\nBut grant me still a friend in my retreat,\\nWhom I may whisper, Solitude is sweet. Line 739.\\nA kick that scarce would move a horse\\nMay kill a SOUnd divine. The Yearly Distress.\\nI am monarch of all I survey,\\nMy right there is none to dispute.\\nVerses supposed to be written by Alexander Selkirk.\\nj Solitude where are the charms\\nThat sages have seen in thy face ibid.\\nBut the sound of the church-going bell\\nThese valleys and rocks never heard\\nNe er sigh d at the sound of a knell,\\nOr smiled when a Sabbath appeared. ibid.\\nHow fleet is a glance of the mind\\nCompared with the speed of its flight\\nThe tempest itself lags behind,\\nAnd the swift-winged arrows of light. ibid.\\nThere goes the parson, illustrious spark\\nAnd there, scarce less illustrious, goes the clerk.\\nOn observing some Names of Little Note.\\nBut oars alone can ne er prevail\\nTo reach the distant coast\\nThe breath of heaven must swell the sail,\\nOr all the toil is lost. Human Frailty.\\nAnd the tear that is wiped with a little address,\\nMay be followed perhaps by a smile. The Rose,\\n1 La Bruyere.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0444.jp2"}, "441": {"fulltext": "COWPER. 417\\nT is Providence alone secures\\nIn every change both mine and yours. a Fable. Moral.\\nI shall not ask Jean Jacques Rousseau\\nIf birds Confabulate Or no. Pairing Time Anticipated.\\nMisses the tale that I relate\\nThis lesson seems to carry,\\nChoose not alone a proper mate,\\nBut proper time to marry. iud.\\nThat though on pleasure she was bent,\\nShe had a frugal mind. History of John Gilpin,\\nA hat not much the worse for wear. ibid.\\nXow let us sing, Long live the king\\nAnd Gilpin, Long live he\\nAnd when he next doth ride abroad,\\nMay I be there to see ibid.\\nThe path of sorrow, and that path alone,\\nLeads to the land where sorrow is unknown.\\nTo an Afflicted Protestant Lady.\\nUnited y et divided, twain at once\\nSo sit two kings of Brentford on one throne. 1\\nThe Task. Book i. The Sofa. Line 77.\\nXor rural sights alone, but rural sounds,\\nExhilarate the spirit, and restore\\nThe tone of languid nature. Line isi\\nThe earth was made so various, that the mind\\nOf desultory man, studious of change\\nAnd pleased with novelty, might be indulged. Line ooe.\\nDoing good,\\nDisinterested good, is not our trade. Line 673.\\nGod made the country, and man made the town. 2\\nLine 749.\\n1 Buckingham The Rehearsal (the two Kings of Brentford).\\n2 See Bacon, page 167.\\n27", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0445.jp2"}, "442": {"fulltext": "418 COWPER.\\nOh. for a lodge iu some vast wilderness, 1\\nSome boundless contiguity of shade,\\nWhere rumour of oppression and deceit,\\nOf unsuccessful or successful war,\\nMight never reach me more.\\nThe Task. Book ii. The Timepiece, Line 1.\\nMountains interposed\\nMake enemies of nations who had else,\\nLike kindred drops, been mingled into one. Line 17.\\nI would not have a slave to till my ground,\\nTo carry me, to fan me while I sleep\\nAnd tremble when I wake, for all the wealth\\nThat sinews bought and sold have ever earn d. Line 29,\\nSlaves cannot breathe in England if their lungs\\nReceive our air, that moment they are free\\nThey touch our country, and their shackles fall. 2 Line 40.\\nFast-anchor d isle. Line i5i.\\nEngland, with all thy faults I love thee still,\\nMy country 3 Line 206.\\nPresume to lay their hand upon the ark\\nOf her magnificent and awful cause. Line 231.\\n1 Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of wayfaring men\\nJeremiah ix. 2.\\nOh that the desert were my dwelling-place Byron Childe Harold,\\ncanto iv. stanza J 77.\\n2 Servi peregrini, ut primum Galliae fines penetraverint eodem momento\\nliberi sunt (Foreign slaves, as soon as they come within the limits of Gaul,\\nthat moment they are free). Bodinus Liber i. c. 5.\\nLord Campbell Lives of the Chief Justices, vol. ii. p. 418) says\\nthat Lord Mansfield first established the grand doctrine that the air of\\nEngland is too pure to be breathed by a slave. The words attributed\\nto Lord Mansfield, however, are not found in his judgment. They are\\nin Hargrave s argument, May 14, 1772, where he speaks of England as\\na soil whose air is deemed too pure for slaves to breathe in. Lofft\\nReports, p. 2.\\n3 See Churchill, page 413.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0446.jp2"}, "443": {"fulltext": "COWPER. 419\\nPraise enough\\nTo fill the ambition of a private man,\\nThat Chatham s language was his mother tongue.\\nThe Task. Book it. The Timepiece, Line 235.\\nThere is a pleasure in poetic pains\\nWhich only poets know. 1 Line 285.\\nTransforms old print\\nTo zigzag manuscript, and cheats the eyes\\nOf gallery critics by a thousand arts. Line 363.\\nReading what they never wrote,\\nJust fifteen minutes, huddle up their work,\\nAnd with a well-bred whisper close the scene. Line 4ii.\\nWhoe er was edified, themselves were not. Line 444.\\nVariety 7 s the very spice of life. 2 Line 606.\\nShe that asks\\nHer dear five hundred friends. Line 642.\\nHis head,\\nNot yet by time completely silver d o er,\\nBespoke him past the bounds of freakish youth.\\nBut strong for service still, and unimpaired. Line 702.\\nDomestic happiness, thou only bliss\\nOf Paradise that has survived the fall\\nBook Hi. The Garden. Line 41.\\nGreat contest follows, and much learned dust. Line mi.\\nFrom reveries so airy, from the toil\\nOf dropping buckets into empty wells,\\nAnd growing old in drawing nothing up. 3 Line 188.\\n1 See Dryden, page 277.\\n2 Xo pleasure endures unseasoned by variety. Pub. Syhus Maxim 406.\\n3 He has spent all his life in letting down buckets into empty wells and\\nhe is frittering away his age in trying to draw them up again. Lady Hol-\\nland s Memoir of Sydney Smith, vol. i.p. 259.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0447.jp2"}, "444": {"fulltext": "420 COWPER.\\nHow various his employments whom the world\\nCalls idle, and who justly in return\\nEsteems that busy world an idler too\\nThe Task. Book Hi. The Garden, Line 352.\\nWho loves a garden loves a greenhouse too. Line 566.\\nI burn to set the imprison d wranglers free,\\nAnd give them voice and utterance once again.\\nNow stir the fire, and close the shutters fast,\\nLet fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round,\\nAnd while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn\\nThrows up a steamy column, and the cups\\nThat cheer but not inebriate 1 wait on each,\\nSo let us welcome peaceful evening in.\\nBook iv. The Winter Evening. Line 34.\\nWhich not even critics criticise. Line 5i.\\nWhat is it but a map of busy life,\\nIts fluctuations, and its vast concerns Line 55.\\nAnd Katerfelto, with his hair on end\\nAt his own wonders, wondering for his bread.\\nT is pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat,\\nTo peep at such a world, to see the stir\\nOf the great Babel, and not feel the crowd. Line 86.\\nWhile fancy, like the finger of a clock,\\nRuns the great circuit, and is still at home. Line us.\\nWinter, ruler of the inverted year 2 Line 120.\\nWith spots quadrangular of diamond form,\\nEnsanguined hearts, clubs typical of strife,\\nAnd spades, the emblems of untimely graves. Line 217.\\nIn indolent vacuity of thought. Line 297.\\nIt seems the part of wisdom. Line 336.\\nAll learned, and all drunk Unt 478.\\n1 See Bishop Berkeley, page 312.\\n2 See Thomson, page 356.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0448.jp2"}, "445": {"fulltext": "COWPER. 421\\nGloriously drunk, obey the important call.\\nThe Task. Book ir. The Winter Evening, Line 510.\\nThose golden times\\nAnd those Arcadian scenes that Maro sings.\\nAnd Sidney, warbler of poetic prose. Line 514.\\nThe Frenchman s darling. 1 Line 765.\\nSome must be great. Great offices Trill have\\nGreat talents. And God gives to every man\\nThe virtue, temper, understanding, taste.\\nThat lifts him into life, and lets him fall\\nJust in the niche he was ordaind to fill. Line 788.\\nSilently as a dream the fabric rose.\\nXo sound of hammer or of saw vas there. 2\\nBook v. The Winter Morning Walk. Line 144.\\nBut war s a game which were their subjects wise\\nKings would not play at. Line 187.\\nThe beggarly last doit. Line 316.\\nAs dreadful as the ]\\\\Ianichean god,\\nAdored through fear, strong only to destroy. Line 444.\\nHe is the freeman whom the truth makes free. Line 733.\\nWith filial confidence inspired.\\nCan lift to Heaven an unpresumptuous eye.\\nAnd smiling sav. My Father made them ail Line 745.\\nLine 905.\\nGive what thou canst, without Thee we are poor\\nAnd with Thee rich, take what Thou wilt away.\\nThere is in souls a sympathy with sounds\\nAnd as the mind is pitch d the ear is pleased\\n1 It was Cowper who gave this now common name to the mignonette.\\n2 Xo hammers fell, no ponderous axes rung\\nLike some tall palm the mystic fabric sprung.\\nHeber: Palestine.\\nSo that there was neither hammer nor axe, nor any tool of iron heard\\nin the house while it was in building. 1 Kings vi. 7.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0449.jp2"}, "446": {"fulltext": "422 COWPER.\\nWith melting airs or martial, brisk or grave\\nSome chord in unison with what we hear\\nIs touch 1 d within us, and the heart replies.\\nHow soft the music of those village bells\\nFalling at intervals upon the ear\\nIn cadence sweet\\nThe Task. Book vi. Winter Walk at Noon. Line 1.\\nHere the heart\\nMay give a useful lesson to the head,\\nAnd Learning wiser grow without his books. Line 85.\\nKnowledge is proud that he has learn d so much\\nWisdom is humble that he knows no more.\\nBooks are not seldom talismans and spells. Line 96.\\nSome to the fascination of a name\\nSurrender judgment hoodwink d. Line 101.\\nI would not enter on my list of friends\\n(Though graced with polish d manners and fine sense,\\nYet wanting sensibility) the man\\nWho needlessly sets foot upon a worm. Line 560.\\nAn honest man, close-button d to the chin,\\nBroadcloth without, and a warm heart within.\\nEpistle to Joseph Hill.\\nShine by the side of every path we tread\\nWith such a lustre, he that runs may read. 1\\nTirocinium. Line 79.\\nWhat peaceful hours I once enjoy d\\nHow sweet their memory still\\nBut they have left an aching void\\nThe world can never fill. Walking with God.\\nAnd Satan trembles when he sees\\nThe weakest saint upon his knees. Exhortation to Prayer.\\ni Write the vision, and make it plain, upon tables, that he may run that\\nreadeth it. Habakkuk ii. 2.\\nHe that runs mav read. Tennyson The Flower.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0450.jp2"}, "447": {"fulltext": "COWPER. 423\\nGod moves in a mysterious way\\nHis wonders to perform\\nHe plants his footsteps in the sea\\nAnd rides upon the storm.\\nLight shining out of Darkness,\\nBehind a frowning providence\\nHe hides a shining face. jtid.\\nBeware of desperate steps The darkest day.\\nLive till to-morrow, will have pass d away.\\nThe Needless Alarm. Moral.\\nOh that those lips had language Life has pass d\\nWith me but roughly since I heard thee last.\\nOn the Receipt of my Mother s Picture.\\nThe son of parents pass d into the skies. jud.\\nThe man that hails you Tom or Jack.\\nAnd proves, by thumping on your back. 1\\nHis sense of your great merit. 2\\nIs such a friend that one had need\\nBe very much his friend indeed\\nTo pardon or to bear it. On Friendship,\\nA worm is in the bud of youth,\\nAnd at the root of age.\\nStanzas subjoined to a Bill of Mortality.\\nToll for the brave\\nThe brave that are no more\\nAll sunk beneath the wave.\\nFast by their native shore\\nOn the Loss of the Royal George.\\nThere is a bird who by his coat,\\nAnd by the hoarseness of his note,\\nMight be supposed a crow.\\nThe Jackdaw, (Translation from Vincent Bourne.)\\n1 See Young, page 312.\\n2 Var. How he esteems vour merit.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0451.jp2"}, "448": {"fulltext": "424 COWPER. DARWIN.\\nHe sees that this great roundabout\\nThe world, with all its motley rout.\\nChurch, army, physic, law,\\nIts customs and its businesses,\\nIs no concern at all of his,\\nAnd says what says he Caw.\\nThe Jackdaw. (Translation from Vincent Bourne.)\\nFor t is a truth well known to most,\\nThat whatsoever thing is lost,\\nWe seek it, ere it come to light,\\nIn every cranny but the right. The Retired Cat.\\nHe that holds fast the golden mean, 1\\nAnd lives contentedly between\\nThe little and the great,\\nFeels not the wants that pinch the poor,\\nNor plagues that haunt the rich man s door.\\nTranslation of Horace. Book Ode x.\\nBut strive still to be a man before your mother. 2\\nConnoisseur. Motto of No. Hi.\\nEEASMUS DARWIN. 1731-1802.\\nSoon shall thy arm, unconquer d steam afar\\nDrag the slow barge, or drive the rapid car\\nOr on wide-waving wings expanded bear\\nThe flying chariot through the field of air.\\nThe Botanic Garden. Part i. Canto i. Line 289.\\nNo radiant pearl which crested Fortune wears,\\nNo gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty s ears,\\nNot the bright stars which Night s blue arch adorn,\\nNor rising suns that gild the vernal morn,\\nShine with such lustre as the tear that flows\\nDown Virtue s manly cheek for others woes.\\nPart ii. Canto Hi. Line 459.\\n1 Keep the golden mean. Publius Syrus: Maxim 1072.\\n2 See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 199.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0452.jp2"}, "449": {"fulltext": "PORTEUS. WASHINGTON. 425\\nBEILBY POETEUS. 1731-1808.\\nIn sober state,\\nThrough the sequestered vale of rural life,\\nThe venerable patriarch guileless held\\nThe tenor of his way. 1 Death. Line 108.\\nOne murder made a villain,\\nMillions a hero. Princes were privileged\\nTo kill, and numbers sanctified the crime. 2 Line ite.\\nWar its thousands slays, Peace its ten thousands.\\nLine 178.\\nTeach him how to live,\\nAnd, oh still harder lesson how to die. 3 Line 316.\\nGEOEGE WASHINGTON. 1732-1799.\\nLabour to keep alive in your breast that little spark of\\ncelestial fire, conscience.\\nRule from the Copy-book of Washington when a schoolboy.\\nTo be prepared for war is one of the most effectual\\nmeans of preserving peace. 4\\nSpeech to both Rouses of Congress, Jan. 8, 1790.\\nT is our true policy to steer clear of permanent alli-\\nances with any portion of the foreign world.\\nHis Farewell Address.\\n1 See Gray, page 385.\\n2 See Young, page 311.\\n3 SeeTickell, page 313.\\n4 Qui desiderat pacem pra?paret bellum (Who would desire peace should\\nbe prepared for war). Vegetius: Rei Militari 3, Prolog.\\nIn pace, ut sapiens, aptarit idonea bello (In peace, as a wise man, he\\nshould make suitable preparation for war. Horace Booh ii. satire ii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0453.jp2"}, "450": {"fulltext": "426 THURLOW. DICKINSON MICKLE.\\nLOED THURLOW. 1732-1806.\\nThe accident of an accident\\nSpeech in Reply to the Duke of Grafton, Butler s\\nReminiscences, vol. i. p. 142.\\nWhen I forget my sovereign, may my God forget me. 1\\n27 Parliamentary History, 680 Annual Register, 1789.\\nJOHN DICKINSON. 1732-1808.\\nThen join in hand, brave Americans all\\nBy uniting we stand, by dividing we fall.\\nThe Liberty Song (1768).\\nOur cause is just, our union is perfect.\\nDeclaration on taking up Arms in 1775\\nW. J. MICKLE. 1734-1788.\\nThe dews of summer nights did fall,\\nThe moon, sweet regent of the sky, 3\\nSilvered the walls of Cumnor Hall\\nAnd many an oak that grew thereby. Cumnor Hall.\\nFor there s nae luck about the house,\\nThere s nae luck at a\\n1 Whereupon Wilkes is reported to have said, somewhat coarsely, but\\nnot unhappily it must be allowed, u Forget you! He ll see you d d\\nfirst. Burke also exclaimed, The best thing that could happen to\\nyou! Brougham: Statesmen of the Time of George III. (Thurlow.)\\n2 From the original manuscript draft in Dickinson s handwriting, which\\nhas given rise to the belief that he, not Jefferson (as formerly claimed), is\\nthe real author of this sentence.\\n3 Jove, thou regent of the skies. Pope: The Odyssey, book it. line 42.\\nNow Cynthia, named fair regent of the night. Gay: Trivia, book Hi.\\nAnd hail their queen, fair regent of the night. Darwin The Botanic\\nGarden, part i. canto ii. line 90.*", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0454.jp2"}, "451": {"fulltext": "MICKLE. LAN6H0BNE. BICKERSTAFF 427\\nThere s little pleasure in the house\\nWhen our gudernan s awa The Mariner WifeA\\nHis very foot has music in t\\nAs he comes up the stairs. ibid,\\nJOHN LAXGHOEXE. 1735-1779.\\nCold on Canadian hills or Minden s plain,\\nPerhaps that parent mourned her soldier slain\\nBent o er her babe, her eye dissolved in dew.\\nThe big drops mingling with the milk he drew\\nGave the sad presage of his future years.\\nThe child of misery, baptized in tears. 2\\nThe Country Justice. Parti,\\nISAAC BICKEESTAFF. 1735-1787.\\nHope thou nurse of young desire.\\nLoot xn a Village. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nThere was a jolly miller once,\\nLived on the river Dee\\nHe worked and sung from morn till night\\nXo lark more blithe than he. Sc. 2.\\nAnd this the burden of his song\\nForever used to be.\\nI care for nobody, no, not I,\\nIf no one cares for me. 3 n id.\\n1 The Mariner s Wife M is now given by common consent, says Sarah\\nTytler, to Jean Adam (1710-1765).\\n2 This allusion to the dead soldier and his widow on the field of battle\\nwas made the subject of a print by Bunbury, under which were engraved\\nthe pathetic lines of Langhome. Sir VT alter Scott has mentioned that the\\nonly time he saw Burns this picture was in the room. Burns shed tears\\nover it: and Scott, then a lad of fifteen, was the only person present who\\ncould tell him where the lines were to be found. Lockhart Life of\\nScott, vol. i. chap. \\\\v.\\n3 If naebody care for me,\\nI 11 care for naebody.\\nBurns I hae a Wife o my Ain.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0455.jp2"}, "452": {"fulltext": "428 BICKERSTAFF. BEATTIE.\\nYoung fellows will be young fellows.\\nLove in a Village. Act ii. Sc. 2.\\nAy, do despise me I m the prouder for it I like to\\nbe despised. The Hypocrite. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nJAMES BEATTIE. 1735-1803.\\nAh, who can tell how hard it is to climb\\nThe steep where Fame s proud temple shines afar\\nThe Minstrel. Booh i. Stanza 1.\\nZealous, yet modest innocent, though free\\nPatient of toil, serene amidst alarms\\nInflexible in faith, invincible in arms. stanza n.\\nOld age comes on apace to ravage all the clime.\\nStanza 25.\\nMine be the breezy hill that skirts the down,\\nWhere a green grassy turf is all I crave,\\nWith here and there a violet bestrewn,\\nFast by a brook or fountain s murmuring wave\\nAnd many an evening sun shine sweetly on my grave\\nBook ii. Stanza 17.\\nAt the close of the day when the hamlet is still,\\nAnd mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,\\nWhen naught but the torrent is heard on the hill,\\nAnd naught but the nightingale s song in the grove.\\nThe Hermit.\\nHe thought as a sage, though he felt as a man. jbid.\\nBut when shall spring visit the mouldering urn\\nOh when shall it dawn on the night of the grave ibid.\\nBy the glare of false science betray d,\\nThat leads to bewilder, and dazzles to blind. ibid.\\nAnd beauty immortal awakes from the tomb. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0456.jp2"}, "453": {"fulltext": "ADAMS. HENRY. 429\\nJOH]Sr ADAMS. 1735-1826.\\nYesterday the greatest question was decided which\\never was debated in America and a greater perhaps\\nnever was, nor will be, decided among men. A reso-\\nlution was passed without one dissenting colony, that\\nthose United Colonies are, and of right ought to be, free\\nand independent States. Letter to Mrs. Adams, July 3, 1776.\\nThe second day of July, 1776, will be the most me-\\nmorable epocha in the history of America. I am apt to\\nbelieve that it will be celebrated by succeeding genera-\\ntions as the great anniversary festival. It ought to be\\ncommemorated as the day of deliverance, by solemn acts\\nof devotion to God Almighty. It ought to be solemnized\\nwith pomp and parade, with shows, games, sports, guns,\\nbells, bonfires, and illuminations, from one end of this\\ncontinent to the other, from this time forward for ever-\\nmore. ma.\\nPATEICK HENRY. 1736-1799.\\nCaesar had his Brutus Charles the First, his Crom-\\nwell; and G-eorge the Third Treason! cried the\\nSpeaker] may profit by their example. If this be\\ntreason, make the most of it.\\nSpeech in the Virginia Convention, 1765.\\nI am not a Virginian, but an American. 1\\nIbid. September, 1774.\\nI have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and\\nthat is the lamp of experience. I know no way of judg-\\ning of the future but by the past. 2 ibid. March, 1775.\\n1 I was born an American I will live an American I shall die an\\nAmerican Webster Speech, July 17, 1850.\\n2 See Burke, page 41.1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0457.jp2"}, "454": {"fulltext": "430 HENRY. GIBBON.\\nIs life so dear or peace so sweet as to be purchased at\\nthe price of chains and slavery Forbid it, Almighty\\nGod I know not what course others may take, but as\\nfor me, give me liberty, or give me death\\nSpeech in the Virginia Convention, March, 1775.\\nEDWAED GIBBOK. 1737-1794.\\nThe reign of Antoninus is marked by the rare advan-\\ntage of furnishing very few materials for history, which\\nis indeed little more than the register of the crimes, fol-\\nlies, and misfortunes of mankind. 1\\nDecline and Fall of the Roman Empire (1776). Chap. in.\\nEevenge is profitable, gratitude is expensive, chap. xi.\\nAmiable weaknesses of human nature. 2 chap. xiv.\\nIn every deed of mischief he had a heart to resolve, a\\nhead to contrive, and a hand to execute. 3 Chap, xlviii.\\nOur sympathy is cold to the relation of distant misery.\\nChap. xlix.\\nThe winds and waves are always on the side of the\\nablest navigators. 4 chap. IxviU.\\nVicissitudes of fortune, which spares neither man nor\\nthe proudest of his works, which buries empires and\\ncities in a common grave. chap. Ixxi.\\nAll that is human must retrograde if it do not advance.\\nIbid.\\nT saw and loved. 5 Memoirs. Vol i.p. 106.\\n1 L histoire n est que le tableau des crimes et des malheurs (History is\\nbut the record of crimes and misfortunes). Voltaire: V Ingenu, chap. x.\\n2 See Fielding, page 364. 3 See Clarendon, page 255.\\n4 On dit que Dieu est toujours pour les gros bataillons (It is said that God\\nis always on the side of the heaviest battalions). Voltaire: Letter to\\nM. le Riche. 1770.\\nJ ai toujours vu Dieu du cote des gros bataillons (I have always noticed\\nthat God is on the side of the heaviest battalions). Be la Ferte to Anne\\nof Austria.\\n6 See Chapman, page 35.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0458.jp2"}, "455": {"fulltext": "GIBBON. PAIXE. WOLCOT. 431\\nOn the approach of spring I withdraw without reluc-\\ntance from the noisy and extensive scene of crowds\\nwithout company, and dissipation without pleasure.\\nMemoirs. Vol. i.p. 116.\\nI was never less alone than when by myself. 1 p. 117.\\nTHOMAS PADTE. 1737-1809.\\nAnd the final event to himself [Mr. Burke] has been,\\nthat, as he rose like a rocket, he fell like the stick.\\nLetter to the Addressers.\\nThese are the times that try men s souls.\\nThe American Crisis. No. 1.\\nThe sublime and the ridiculous are often so nearly\\nrelated, that it is difficult to class them separately. One\\nstep above the sublime makes the ridiculous, and one\\nstep above the ridiculous makes the sublime again. 2\\nAge of Reason. Part ii. note.\\nJOHX WOLCOT. 1738-1819.\\nWhat rage for fame attends both great and small\\nBetter be damned than mentioned not at all.\\nTo the Royal Academicians.\\nNo, let the monarch s bags and others hold\\nThe flattering, mighty, nay, al-mighty gold. 3\\nTo Kien Long. Ode iv.\\nCare to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt,\\nAnd every grin so merry draws one out.\\nExpostulatory Odes. Ode xv.\\n1 Never less alone than when alone. Rogers: Human Life.\\n2 Probably this is the original of Xapoleon s celebrated mot, Du sub-\\nlime au ridicule il n y a qu un pas (From the sublime to the ridiculous\\nthere is but one step).\\n3 See Jonson, page 178.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0459.jp2"}, "456": {"fulltext": "432 WOLCOT. THRALE. MORRIS. TOPLADY.\\nA fellow in a market town,\\nMost musical, cried razors up and down.\\nFarewell Odes. Ode Hi.\\nMRS. THRALE. 1739-1821.\\nThe tree of deepest root is found\\nLeast willing still to quit the ground\\nT was therefore said by ancient sages,\\nThat love of life increased with years\\nSo much, that in our latter stages,\\nWhen pain grows sharp and sickness rages,\\nThe greatest love of life appears. Three Warnings.\\nCHARLES MORRIS. 1739-1832.\\nSolid men of Boston, banish long potations\\nSolid men of Boston, make no long orations 1\\nPitt and Dundas s Return to London from Wimbledon.\\nAmerican Song. From Lyra Urbanica.\\nOh give me the sweet shady side of Pall Mall\\nTown and Country.\\nA. M. TOPLADY. 1740-1778.\\nRock of Ages, cleft for me,\\nLet me hide myself in thee. Salvation through Christ.\\nLove divine, all love excelling,\\nJoy of heaven to earth come down. Divine Love.\\n1 Solid men of Boston, make no long orations!\\nSolid men of Boston, banish strong potations!\\nBilly Pitt and the Farmer. From DebretVs Asylum for\\nFugitive Pieces, vol. ii. p. 250.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0460.jp2"}, "457": {"fulltext": "MOSS. BARBAULD. 433\\nTHOMAS MOSS. 1740-1808.\\nPity the sorrows of a poor old man,\\nWhose trembling limbs have borne him to your door,\\nWhose days are dwindled to the shortest span\\nOh give relief, and Heaven will bless yonr store.\\nThe Beggar.\\nA pampered menial drove me from the door. 1 ma.\\nMRS. BAKBAULD. 1743-1825.\\nMan is the nobler growth onr realms supply,\\nAnd souls are ripened in our northern sky.\\nThe Invitation.\\nThis dead of midnight is the noon of thought,\\nAnd Wisdom mounts her zenith with the stars.\\nA Summer s Evening Meditation.\\nIt is to hope, though hope were lost. 2\\nCome here, Fond Youth.\\nLife we Ve been long together\\nThrough pleasant and through cloudy weather\\nT is hard to part when friends are dear,\\nPerhaps t will cost a sigh, a tear\\nThen steal away, give little warning,\\nChoose thine own time\\nSay not Good night, but in some brighter clime\\nBid me Good morning. Life.\\n1 This line stood originally, A liveried servant, etc., and was altered\\nas above by Goldsmith. Forster: Life of Goldsmith, vol. i. p. 215 (fifth\\nedition, 1871).\\n2 Who against hope believed in hope. Romans iv. 18.\\nHope against hope, and ask till ye receive. Montgomery: The\\nWorld before the Flood.\\n28", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0461.jp2"}, "458": {"fulltext": "434 BARBAULD. JEEFERSON.\\nSo fades a summer cloud away\\nSo sinks the gale when storms are o er\\nSo gently shuts the eye of day x\\nSo dies a wave along the shore.\\nThe Death of the Virtuous.\\nChild of mortality, whence comest thou Why is\\nthy countenance sad, and why are thine eyes red with\\nweeping? Hymns in Prose, xiii.\\nTHOMAS JEFFEKSON. 1743-1826.\\nThe God who gave us life, gave us liberty at the same\\ntime. Summary View of the Rights of British America.\\nWhen, in the course of human events, it becomes neces-\\nsary for one people to dissolve the political bands which\\nhave connected them with another, and to assume among\\nthe powers of the earth the separate and equal station\\nto which the laws of nature and of nature s God 2 entitle\\nthem, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind re-\\nquires that they should declare the causes which impel\\nthem to the separation. Declaration of Independence.\\nWe hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men\\nare created equal that they are endowed by their Cre-\\nator with certain unalienable rights 8 that among these\\nare life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. ibid.\\nWe mutually pledge to each other our lives, our for-\\ntunes, and our sacred honour. ibid.\\nError of opinion may be tolerated where reason is left\\nfree to Combat it. First Inaugural Address. March 4, 1801.\\n1 See Chaucer, page 6. 2 See Bolingbroke, page 304.\\n3 All men are born free and equal, and have certain natural, essential,\\nand unalienable rights. Constitution of Massachusetts.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0462.jp2"}, "459": {"fulltext": "JEFFERSON. 435\\nEqual and exact justice to all men, of whatever state\\nor persuasion, religious or political peace, commerce,\\nand honest friendship with all nations, entangling alli-\\nances with none the support of the State governments\\nin all their rights,) as the most competent administrations\\nfor our domestic concerns, and the surest bulwarks against\\nanti-republican tendencies the preservation of the gen-\\neral government in its whole constitutional vigour^as the\\nsheet anchor of our peace at home and safety abroad\\nfreedom of religion freedom of the press freedom of\\nperson under the protection of the habeas corpus and\\ntrial by juries impartially selected, these principles\\nform the bright constellation which has gone before us,\\nand guided our steps through an age of revolution and\\nreformation. First Inaugural Address. March 4, 1801.\\nIn the full tide of successful experiment. ibid.\\nOf the various executive abilities, no one excited more\\nanxious concern than that of placing the interests of our\\nfellow-citizens in the hands of honest men, with under-\\nstanding sufficient for their stations. 1 Xo duty is at the\\nsame time more difficult to fulfil. The knowledge of\\ncharacter possessed by a single individual is of necessity\\nlimited. To seek out the best through the whole Union,\\nwe must resort to the information which from the best\\nof men, acting disinterestedly and with the purest mo-\\ntives, is sometimes incorrect.\\nLetter to Elias Shijwian and others of New Haven, July 12, 1801.\\nIf a due participation of office is a matter of right,\\nhow are vacancies to be obtained Those by death are\\nfew by resignation, none. 2 ibid.\\n1 This passage is thus paraphrased by John B. McMaster in his u History\\nof the People of the United States n (ii. 586) One sentence will undoubt-\\nedly be remembered till our republic ceases to exist. Xo duty the Execu-\\ntive had to perform was so trying, he observed, as to put the right man in\\nthe right place.\\n2 Usually quoted, Few die and none resign.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0463.jp2"}, "460": {"fulltext": "436 JEFFERSON. QUINCY. DIBDIN.\\nWhen a man assumes a public trust, he should con-\\nsider himself as public property. 1\\nLife of Jefferson (Rayner), p. 356.\\nIndeed, I tremble for my country when I reflect that\\n(jrOCl IS JUSt. Notes on Virginia. Query xvlii. Manners.\\nJOSIAH QUINCY, Sb. 1744-1775.\\nBlandishments will not fascinate us, nor will threats\\nof a halter intimidate. For, under God, we are deter-\\nmined that wheresoever, whensoever, or howsoever we\\nshall be called to make our exit, we will die free men.\\nObservations on the Boston Port Bill, 1774.\\nCHARLES DIBDIK 1745-1814.\\nThere s a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft,\\nTo keep watch for the life of poor Jack. p 00 r Jack.\\nDid you ever hear of Captain Wattle\\nHe was all for love, and a little for the bottle.\\nCaptain Wattle and Miss Roe.\\nHis form was of the manliest beauty,\\nHis heart was kind and soft\\nFaithful below he did his duty^\\nBut now he s gone aloft. Tom Bowling.\\nFor though his body s under hatches,\\nHis soul has gone aloft. ibid.\\nSpanking Jack was so comely, so pleasant, so jolly,\\nThough winds blew great guns, still he d whistle and\\nsing\\nJack loved his friend, and was true to his Molly,\\nAnd if honour gives greatness, was great as a king.\\nThe Sailor s Consolation. 2\\n1 See Appendix, page 859.\\n2 A song with this title, beginning, One night came on a hurricane,\\nwas written by William Pitt, of Malta, who died in 1840.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0464.jp2"}, "461": {"fulltext": "MORE. STOWELL. JONES. 437\\nHAXNAH MORE. 1745-1833.\\nTo those who know thee not, no words can paint\\nAnd those who know thee, know all words are faint\\nSensibility.\\nSince trifles make the sum of human things,\\nAnd half our misery from our foibles springs. ibid.\\nIn men this blunder still you find,\\nAll think their little set mankind. Florio. Part i.\\nSmall habits well pursued betimes\\nMay reach the dignity of crimes. ibid.\\nLOED STOWELL. 1745-1836.\\nA dinner lubricates business.\\nLife of Johnson (Boswell). Vol. viii.p. 67, note.\\nThe elegant simplicity of the three per cents. 1\\nLives of the Lord Chancellors (Campbell). Vol. x. Chap. 212.\\nSIR TTILLIAM JOXES. 1746-1794.\\nThan all Bocara s vaunted gold,\\nThan all the gems of Samarcand. a Persian Song of Eafiz.\\nGo boldly forth, my simple lay,\\nWhose accents flow~with artless ease,\\nLike orient pearls at random strung. 2 ibid.\\n1 The sweet simplicity of the three per cents. Disraeli (Earl Beacons-\\nfield): Endymion.\\n2 T was he that ranged the words at random flnng,\\nPierced the fair pearls and them together strung.\\nEastwick: Anvari Suhaili. (Translated from Firdousi.)", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0465.jp2"}, "462": {"fulltext": "438 JONE S LOGAN.\\nOn parent knees, a naked new-born child,\\nWeeping thou sat st while all around thee smiled\\nSo live, that sinking in thy last long sleep,\\nCalm thou mayst smile, while all around thee weep.\\nFrom the Persian,\\nWhat constitutes a state\\nMen who their duties know,\\nBut know their rights, and knowing, dare maintain.\\nAnd sovereign law, that state s collected will,\\nO er thrones and globes elate,\\nSits empress, crowning good, repressing ill. 1\\nOde in Imitation of Alcceus.\\nSeven hours to law, to soothing slumber seven,\\nTen to the world allot, and all to heaven. 2\\nJOHN LOGAN. 1748-1788.\\nThou hast no sorrow in thy song,\\nNo winter in thy year. To the Cuckoo.\\nOh could I fly, I d fly with thee\\nWe d make with joyful wing\\nOur annual visit o er the globe,\\nCompanions of the spring. jbid.\\n1 Neither walls, theatres, porches, nor senseless equipage, make states,\\nbut men who are able to rely upon themselves. Aristides: Orations\\n(Jebb s edition), vol. i. (trans, by A. W. Austin).\\nBy Themistocles alone, or with very few others, does this saying appear\\nto be approved, which, though Aicaeus formerly had produced, many after-\\nwards claimed Not stones, nor wood, nor the art of artisans, make a state\\nbut where men are who know how to take care of themselves, these are\\ncities and walls. Ibid. vol. ii.\\n2 See Coke, page 24.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0466.jp2"}, "463": {"fulltext": "SEWALL. EDWIN. TRUMBULL. 439\\nJOXATHA^s M. SEWALL. 1748-1808.\\n]^o pent-up Utica contracts your powers,\\nBut the whole boundless continent is yours.\\nEpilogue to Cato. 1\\nJOHN EDWIN. 1749-1790.\\nA man s ingress into the world is naked and bare,\\nHis progress through the world is trouble and care\\nAnd lastly, his egress out of the world, is nobody knows\\nwhere.\\nIf we do well here, we shall do well there\\nI can tell you no more if I preach a whole year.* 2\\nThe Eccentricities of John Edwin (second edition), vol. i. p. 74.\\nLondon, 1791.\\nJOHN TRUMBULL. 1750-1831.\\nBut optics sharp it needs, I ween,\\nTo see what is not to be seen. M e FingaL Canto i. Line 67.\\nBut as some muskets so contrive it\\nAs oft to miss the mark they drive at,\\nAnd though well aimed at duck or plover,\\nBear wide, and kick their owners over. Line 93.\\nAs though there were a tie\\nAnd obligation to posterity.\\nWe get them, bear them, breed, and nurse\\nWhat has posterity done for us\\n1 Written for the Bow Street Theatre, Portsmouth, New Hampshire.\\n2 These lines Edwin offers as heads of a sermon. Longfellow places\\nthem in the mouth of The Cobbler of Hagenau, as a familiar tune.\\nSee The Wayside Inn, part ii. The Student s Tale.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0467.jp2"}, "464": {"fulltext": "440 TRUMBULL. SHERIDAN.\\nThat we, lest they their rights should lose,\\nShould trust our necks to gripe of noose\\nM c Fingal. Canto ii. Line 121.\\nNo man e er felt the halter draw,\\nWith good Opinion of the law. Canto Hi. Line 489.\\nEICHAED BEINSLEY SHEEIDAN. 1751-1816.\\nIlliterate him, I say, quite from your memory.\\nThe Rivals. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nT is safest in matrimony to begin with a little aversion.\\nIbid.\\nA progeny of learning. Ibid.\\nA circulating library in a town is as an evergreen tree\\nof diabolical knowledge. Act Hi. Sc. i.\\nHe is the very pine-apple of politeness Sc. 3.\\nIf I reprehend anything in this world, it is the use of\\nmy oracular tongue, and a nice derangement of epitaphs\\nibid.\\nAs headstrong as an allegory on the banks of the Nile.\\nIbid.\\nToo civil by half. Sc. 4.\\nOur ancestors are very good kind of folks but they\\nare the last people I should choose to have a visiting\\nacquaintance with. Act iv. Sc. i.\\nNo caparisons, miss, if you please. Caparisons don t\\nbecome a young woman. sc. 2.\\nWe will not anticipate the past; so mind, young\\npeople, our retrospection will be all to the future.\\nibid.\\nYou are not like Cerberus, three gentlemen at once,\\nare you ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0468.jp2"}, "465": {"fulltext": "SHERIDAN. 441\\nThe quarrel is a very pretty quarrel as it stands we\\nshould only spoil it by trying to explain it.\\nThe Rivals. Act iv. Sc. 3.\\nYou re our enemy lead the way, and we 11 precede.\\nAct v. Sc. 1.\\nThere s nothing like being used to a thing. 1 Sc. 3.\\nAs there are three of us come on purpose for the game,\\nyou won t be so cantankerous as to spoil the party by\\nsitting out. ibid.\\nMy valour is certainly going it is sneaking off I feel\\nit oozing out, as it were, at the palm of my hands\\nibid.\\nI own the soft impeachment. jud.\\nSteal to be sure they may and, egad, serve your best\\nthoughts as gypsies do stolen children, disfigure them\\nto make em pass for their own. 2 The Critic. Act i. Sc. i.\\nThe newspapers Sir, they are the most villanous,\\nlicentious, abominable, infernal Not that I ever read\\nthem No, I make it a rule never to look into a news-\\npaper. Sc. 2.\\nEgad, I think the interpreter is the hardest to be under-\\nstood of the two ibid.\\nSheer necessity, the proper parent of an art so nearly\\nallied to invention. jbu.\\nNo scandal about Queen Elizabeth, I hope Act a. Sc.i.\\nCertainly nothing is unnatural that is not physically\\nimpossible. ibid.\\nWhere they do agree on the stage, their unanimity is\\nwonderful. Sc. 2.\\nInconsolable to the minuet in Ariadne. ibid.\\nThe Spanish fleet thou canst not see, because it is\\nnot yet in sight md.\\n1 T is nothing when you are used to it. Swift Polite Conversation, Hi.\\n2 See Churchill, page 413.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0469.jp2"}, "466": {"fulltext": "442 SHERIDAN.\\nAn oyster may be crossed in love.\\nThe Critic. Act Hi. Sc. 1.\\nYon shall see them on a beantifnl quarto page, where\\na neat rivulet of text shall meander through a meadow\\nOf margin. School for Scandal. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nHere is the whole set a character dead at every word.\\nAct ii. Sc. 2.\\nI leave my character behind me. ma.\\nHere s to the maiden of bashful fifteen\\nHere s to the widow of fifty\\nHere s to the flaunting, extravagant quean,\\nAnd here s to the housewife that s thrifty\\nLet the toast pass\\nDrink to the lass\\nI 11 warrant she 11 prove an excuse for the glass.\\nAct Hi. Sc. 3.\\nAn unforgiving eye, and a damned disinheriting coun-\\ntenance. Act v. Sc. 1.\\nIt was an amiable weakness. 1 j i\\nI ne er could any lustre see\\nIn eyes that would not look on me\\nI ne er saw nectar on a lip\\nBut where my own did hope to sip.\\nThe Duenna. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nHad I a heart for falsehood framed,\\nI ne er could injure you. $c. 5.\\nConscience has no more to do with gallantry than it\\nhas with politics. Act Ct 4t\\nWhile his off-heel, insidiously aside.\\nProvokes the caper which he seems to chide.\\nPizarro. The Prologue.\\nSuch protection as vultures give to lambs. Act a. Sc. 2.\\n1 See Fielding, page 364.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0470.jp2"}, "467": {"fulltext": "SHERIDAN. FREXEAU. CRABBE. 443\\nA life spent worthily should be measured by a nobler\\nline, by deeds, not years. 1 Pizarro. Activ. Sc. 1.\\nThe Eight Honorable gentleman is indebted to his\\nmemory for his jests, and to his imagination for his\\nfacts. Speech in Reply to Mr. Dundas. Sheridaniana.\\nYou write with ease to show your breeding,\\nBut easy writing s curst hard reading.\\nClio s Protest. Life of Sheridan (Moore). Vol. i. p. J 55,\\nPHILIP FEEXEAU. 1752-1832.\\nThe hunter and the deer a shade. 3 The Indian Burying-Ground.\\nThen rushed to meet the insulting foe\\nThey took the spear, but left the shield. 4\\nTo the Memory of the Americans who fell at Eutaw.\\nGEOEGE CRABBE. 1754-1832.\\nOil, rather give me commentators plain,\\nWho with no deep researches vex the brain\\nWho from the dark and doubtful love to run,\\nAnd hold their glimmering tapers to the sun. 5\\nThe Parish Register. Part i. Introduction.\\n1 He who grown aged in this world of woe,\\nIn deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life,\\nSo that no wonder waits him.\\nByron Childe Harold, canto Hi. stanza 5.\\nWe live in deeds, not years in thoughts, not breaths. Bailey\\nFestus. A Country To u:n.\\nWho well lives, long lives for this age of ours\\nShould not be numbered by years, daies, and hours.\\nDu Bartas: Days and Weekes. Fourth Day. Book ii.\\n2 On peut dire que son esprit brille aux depens de sa memoire (One may\\nsay that his wit shines by the help of his memory). Le Sage Gil Bias,\\nHere Hi. chap. on.\\n3 This line was appropriated by Campbell in O Connor s Child.\\n4 When Prussia hurried to the field,\\nAnd snatched the spear, but left the shield.\\nScott Marmion, Introduction to canto Hi.\\n5 See Young, page 311.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0471.jp2"}, "468": {"fulltext": "444 CRABBE.\\nHer air, her manners, all who saw admir d\\nCourteous though coy, and gentle though retir d\\nThe joy of youth and health her eyes display d,\\nAnd ease of heart her every look convey d.\\nThe Parish Register. Part ii. Marriages.\\nIn this fool s paradise he drank delight. 1\\nThe Borough. Letter xii. Players.\\nBooks cannot always please, however good\\nMinds are not ever craving for their food.\\nLetter xxiv. Schools.\\nIn idle wishes fools supinely stay\\nBe there a will, and wisdom finds a way.\\nThe Birth of Flattery.\\nCut and come again. Tales. Tale vii. The Widow s Tale.\\ny\\nBetter to love amiss than nothing to have loveQ. 2\\nTale xiv. The Struggles of Conscience.\\nBut t was a maxim he had often tried,\\nThat right was right, and there he would abide. 3\\nTale xv. The Squire and the Priest.\\nT was good advice, and meant, my son, Be good.\\nTale xxi. The Learned Boy.\\nHe tried the luxury of doing good. 4\\nTales of the Hall. Booh in. Boys at School.\\nTo sigh, yet not recede to grieve, yet not repent. 5 ibid.\\nAnd took for truth the test of ridicule. 6\\nBooh viii. The Sisters.\\n1 See Appendix, page 858.\\n2 T is better to have loved and lost,\\nThan never to have loved at all.\\nTennyson In Memoriam, xxvii.\\n3 For right is right, since God is God. Faber: The Bight must ivin.\\n4 See Goldsmith, page 394.\\n5 To sigh, yet feel no pain. Moore: The Blue Stoching.\\n6 See Appendix, page 394.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0472.jp2"}, "469": {"fulltext": "CRABBE. HARRINGTON. LEE. KEMBLE. 445\\nTime has touched me gently in his race,\\nAnd left no odious furrows in my face. 1\\nTales of the Hall Booh xvii. The Widow.\\nGEOKGE BARRDJGTON. 1755-\\nTrue patriots all for be it understood\\nWe left our country for our country s good. 2\\nPrologue written for the Opening of the Play-house at\\nNew South Wales, Jan. 16,1796.\\nHEXEY LEE. 1756-1816.\\nTo the memory of the Man, first in war, first in peace,\\nand first in the hearts of his countrymen.\\nMemoirs of Lee. Eulogy on Washington, Bee. 26, 1799.3\\nJ. P. KEMBLE. 1757-1823.\\nPerhaps it was right to dissemble your love,\\nBut why did you kick me down stairs 4\\nThe Panel. Act i. Sc. 1.\\n1 Touch us gently, Time. B. W. Procter Touch as gently, Time.\\nTime has laid his hand\\nUpon my heart, gently.\\nLongfellow The Golden Legend, iv.\\n2 See Farquhar, page 305.\\n3 To the memory of the Man, first in war, first in peace, and first in the\\nhearts of his fellow-citizens. Resolutions presented to the United States\\nHouse of Representatives, on the Death of Washington, December, 1799.\\nThe eulogy was delivered a week later. Marshall, in his Life of Wash-\\nington, vol. v. p. 767, says in a note that these resolutions were prepared\\nby Colonel Henry Lee, who was then not in his place to read them. Gen-\\neral Robert E. Lee, in the Life of his father (1869), prefixed to the Report\\nof his father s Memoirs of the War of the Revolution, gives (p. 5) the\\nexpression fellow-citizens; but on p. 52 he says: But there is a line, a\\nsingle line, in the Works of Lee which would hand him over to immortality,\\nthough he had never written another First in war, first in peace, and first\\nin the hearts of his countrymen will last while language lasts.\\n4 Altered from BickerstafTs Tis Well t is no Worse. The lines are\\nalso found in Debrett s Asylum for Fugitive Pieces, vol. i. p. 15.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0473.jp2"}, "470": {"fulltext": "446 NELSON. BURNS.\\nHOBATIO NELSON. 1758-1805.\\nIn the battle off Cape St. Vincent, Nelson gave orders\\nfor boarding the San Josef/ exclaiming Westminster\\nAbbey, Or victory! Life of Nelson (Southey). Vol. i. p. 93.\\nEngland expects every man to do his duty. 1\\nVol. a. p. i3i.\\nROBEKT BUBNS. 1759-1796.\\nAulcl Nature swears the lovely dears\\nHer noblest work she classes,\\nHer prentice han she tried on mam\\nAnd then she made the lasses, 2\\nGreen yrow the Rashes.\\nSome books are lies frae end to end.\\nDeath and Dr. Hornbook.\\nSome wee short hours ayont the twal. ibid.\\nThe best laid schemes o mice and men\\nGang aft a-gley\\nAnd leave us naught but grief and pain\\nFor promised joy. To a Mouse.\\nWhen chill November s surly blast\\nMade fields and forests bare. Man was made to Mourn.\\nMan s inhumanity to man\\nMakes countless thousands mourn. /bid.\\n1 This famous sentence is thus first reported Say to the fleet, England\\nconfides that every man will do his duty. Captain Pasco, Nelson s flag-\\nlieutenant, suggested to substitute expects for confides, which was\\nadopted. Captain Blackwood, who commanded the Euryalis, says\\nthat the correction suggested was from Nelson expects to England\\nexpects.\\n2 Man was made when Nature was\\nBut an apprentice, but woman when she\\nWas a skilful mistress of her art.\\nCupid s Whirligig (1607).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0476.jp2"}, "471": {"fulltext": "BURNS. 447\\nGars auld claes look ainaist as weel s the new.\\nThe Cotter s Saturday Night.\\nBeneath, the milk-white thorn that scents the evening\\ngale. ibid.\\nHe wales a portion with judicions care\\nAnd Let us worship God/ he says with solemn air.\\nibid.\\nPerhaps Dundee s wild-warbling measures rise,\\nOr plaintive Martyrs, worthy of the name. ibid.\\nFrom scenes like these old Scotia s grandeur springs,\\nThat makes her loved at home, revered abroad\\nPrinces and lords are but the breath of kings,\\nAn honest man s the noblest work of God. ibid.\\nFor a that, and a that,\\nAnd twice as muckle s a that. The Jolly Beggars.\\nLife how pleasant is thy morning,\\nYoung Fancy s rays the hills adorning\\nCold-pausing Caution s lesson scorning,\\nWe frisk away,\\nLike schoolboys at th expected warning,\\nTo joy and play. Epistle to James Smith.\\nMisled by fancy s meteor ray,\\nBy passion driven\\nBut yet the light that led astray\\nWas light from heaven. The Vision.\\nAnd like a passing thought, she fled\\nIn light away. md.\\nAffliction s sons are brothers in distress\\nA brother to relieve, how exquisite the bliss\\nA Winter Night.\\nHis locked, lettered, braw brass collar\\nShowed him the gentleman and scholar. Th e Twa Dogs.\\n1 See Fletcher, page 183.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0477.jp2"}, "472": {"fulltext": "448 BURNS.\\nAnd there began a lang digression\\nAbout the lords o the creation. The Two, Dogs.\\nOh wad some power the giftie gie us\\nTo see oursePs as others see us\\nIt wad frae monie a blunder free us,\\nAnd foolish notion. To a Louse.\\nThen gently scan your brother man,\\nStill gentler sister woman\\nThough they may gang a kennin wrang,\\nTo Step aside is human. 1 Address to the Unco Guid.\\nWhat s done we partly may compute,\\nBut know not what s resisted. ibid.\\nStern Sum s ploughshare drives elate\\nFull on thy bloom. 2 To a Mountain Daisy.\\nlife thou art a galling load,\\nAlong a rough, a weary road,\\nTo wretches Such as I Despondency.\\nPerhaps it may turn out a sang,\\nPerhaps turn out a sermon. Epistle to a Young Friend.\\n1 waive the quantum o the sin,\\nThe hazard of concealing\\nBut, och it hardens a within,\\nAnd petrifies the feeling ma.\\nThe fear o hell s a hangman s whip\\nTo haud the wretch in order 3\\nBut where ye feel your honour grip,\\nLet that aye be your border, jua.\\nAn atheist s laugh s a poor exchange\\nFor Deity offended md.\\nAnd may you better reck the rede, 4\\nThan ever did the adviser jud.\\ni See Pope, page 325. 2 g e e Young, page 309.\\n3 See Burton, page 193. 4 gee Shakespeare, page 129.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0478.jp2"}, "473": {"fulltext": "BURNS. 449\\nFlow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes\\nFlow gently, 1 7 11 sing thee a song in thy praise.\\nFlow gently, sweet Afton,\\nOh whistle, and I 11 come to ye, my lacl. 1\\nWhistle, and I HI come to ye.\\nIf naebody care for me,\\nI 11 care for naebody. 2 J kae a Wife o my Ain.\\nShould auld acquaintance be forgot,\\nAnd never brought to mind\\nShould auld acquaintance be forgot,\\nAnd days o lang syne Auld Lang Syne.\\nWe twa hae run about the braes,\\nAnd pu d the go wans fine. ibid.\\nDweller in yon dungeon dark,\\nHangman of creation, mark\\nWho in widow weeds appears,\\nLaden with unhonoured years,\\nNoosing with care a bursting purse,\\nBaited with many a deadly curse ode on Mrs. Oswald.\\nTo make a happy fireside clime\\nTo weans and wife,\\nThat is the true pathos and sublime\\nOf human life. Epistle to Dr. BlacJclock.\\nIf there s a hole in a your coats,\\nI rede ye tent it\\nA chiel s amang ye takin notes,\\nAnd, faith, he 11 prent it.\\nOn Captain Grose s Peregrinations through Scotland.\\nJohn Anderson my jo, John,\\nWhen we were first acquent,\\nYour locks were like the raven,\\nYour bonny brow was brent. j hn Anderson.\\n1 See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 198. 2 See Bickerstaff, page 427.\\n29", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0479.jp2"}, "474": {"fulltext": "450 BURNS.\\nMy heart s in the Highlands, my heart is not here\\nMy heart s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer. 1\\nMy Heart s in the Highlands.\\nShe is a winsome wee thing,\\nShe is a handsome wee thing,\\nShe is a bonny wee thing,\\nThis sweet wee wife o mine.\\nMy Wife *s a Winsome Wee Thing.\\nThe golden hours on angel wings\\nFlew o er me and my dearie\\nFor dear to me as light and life\\nWas my sweet Highland Mary. Highland Mary.\\nBut, oh fell death s untimely frost\\nThat nipt my flower sae early. ibid.\\nIt s guid to be merry and wise, 2\\nIt s guid to be honest and true,\\nIt s guid to support Caledonia s cause,\\nAnd bide by the buff and the blue.\\nHere s a Health to Them that s Awa\\\\\\nScots, wha hae wi Wallace bled,\\nScots, wham Bruce has aften led,\\nWelcome to your gory bed,\\nOr to victory\\nNow s the day and now s the hour\\nSee the front 0 battle lour. Bannockbum.\\nLiberty s in every blow\\nLet us do or die. 8 ibid.\\nIn durance vile 4 here must I wake and weep,\\nAnd all my frowsy couch in sorrow steep.\\nEpistle from Esopus to Maria.\\n1 These lines from an old song, entitled The Strong Walls of Deny,\\nBurns made a basis for his own beautiful ditty.\\n2 See Hey wood, page 9.\\n3 See Fletcher, page 183.\\n4 Durance vile. W. Kenrick (1766): Falstaff s Wedding, act i. sc. 2.\\nBurke The Present Discontents.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0480.jp2"}, "475": {"fulltext": "BURNS. 451\\n01i my luve s like a red, red rose,\\nThat *s newly sprung in June\\nOh, my luve \\\\s like the melodie\\nThat s sweetly played in tune. a Red. Red Rose.\\nContented wi 5 little, and eantie wi 3 niair.\\nContented wV Little.\\nWhere sits our sulky, sullen dame,\\nGathering her brows like gathering storm.\\nNursing her wrath to keep it warm. Tam o ShatUer.\\nAh. gentle dames it gars me greet\\nTo think how monie counsels sweet,\\nHow monie lengthened sage advices,\\nThe husband frae the wife despises. ibid.\\nHis ancient, trusty, drouthy crony\\nTam lo ed him like a vera brither,\\nThey had been fou for weeks thegither. ibid.\\nThe landlady and Tam grew gracious\\nWi 3 favours secret, sweet, and precious. ibid,\\nThe landlord s laugh was ready chorus. ibid.\\nKings may be blest, but Tam was glorious,\\nO er a 7 the ills o life victorious. ibid.\\nBut pleasures are like poppies spread,\\nYou seize the flower, its bloom is shed\\nOr, like the snow-fall in the river,\\nA moment white, then melts forever. ibid.\\nXae man can tether time or tide. 1 ibid.\\nThat hour, o night s black arch the keystane. ibid.\\nInspiring, bold John Barleycorn,\\nWhat dangers thou canst make us scorn ibid.\\nAs Tammie glow red, amazed and curious,\\nThe mirth and fun grew fast and furious. ibid.\\n1 See Heywood, page 10.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0481.jp2"}, "476": {"fulltext": "452 BURNS.\\nBut to see her was to love her, 1\\nLove but her, and love forever. Ae Fond Kiss.\\nHad we never loved sae kindly,\\nHad we never loved sae blindly,\\nNever met or never parted,\\nWe had ne er been broken-hearted\\nTo see her is to love her,\\nAnd love but her forever\\nFor Nature made her what she is,\\nAnd never made anither Bonny Lesley.\\nYe banks and braes o bonny Doon,\\nHow can ye bloom sae fresh and fair\\nHow can ye chant, ye little birds,\\nAnd I sae weary fu o care The Banks of Doon.\\nChords that vibrate sweetest pleasure\\nThrill the deepest notes of woe. sweet Sensibility.\\nThe rank is but the guinea s stamp,\\nThe man s the gowd for a that. 2 For a that and a that.\\nA prince can make a belted knight,\\nA marquis, duke, and a that\\nBut an honest man s aboon his might,\\nGuid faith, he maunna fa that. 3 md.\\nT is sweeter for thee despairing\\nThan aught in the world beside, Jessy Jessy.\\nSome hae meat and canna eat,\\nAnd some would eat that want it\\nBut we hae meat, and we can eat,\\nSae let the Lord be thankit. Grace before Meat.\\nIt was a for our rightfu King\\nWe left fair Scotland s strand. a* for our Rightfu 1 King A\\n1 To know her was to love her. Rogers Jacqueline, stanza 1.\\n2 I weigh the man, not his title tis not the king s stamp can make the\\nmetal better. VVycherly The Plaindealer, act i. sc. 1.\\n3 See Southerne, page 282.\\n4 This ballad first appeared in Johnson s Museum, 1796. Sir Walter\\nScott was never tired of hearing it sung.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0482.jp2"}, "477": {"fulltext": "BURNS. PITT. CHERRY. 453\\nNow a is clone that men can do,\\nAnd a is done in vain. a 9 for our Rightfu 1 King.\\nHe turn d him right and ronnd about\\nUpon the Irish shore,\\nAnd gae his bridle reins a shake.\\nWith, Adieu for evermore, my dear,\\nAnd adieu for evermore, 1 ibid.\\nWILLIAM PITT. 1759-1806.\\nNecessity is the argument of tyrants it is the creed\\nOf slaves. 2 Speech on the India Bill, November, 1783.\\nProstrate the beauteous ruin lies and all\\nThat shared its shelter perish in its fall.\\nThe Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin. No. xxxvi.\\nANDREW CHEERY. 1762-1812.\\nLoud roared the dreadful thunder,\\nThe rain a deluge showers.\\nThe Bay of Biscay.\\nAs she lay, on that day,\\nIn the bay of Biscay, ibid.\\n1 Under the impression that this stanza is ancient, Scott has made very\\nfree use of it, first in Rokeby (1813), and then in the Monastery\\n(1816). In Rokeby he thus introduces the verse\\nHe turn d his charger as he spake,\\nUpon the river shore,\\nHe gave his bridle reins a shake.\\nSaid, Adieu for evermore, my love,\\nAnd adieu for evermore.\\n2 See Milton, page 232.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0483.jp2"}, "478": {"fulltext": "454 COLMAN. HURDIS.\\nGEOEGE COLMAN THE YOUNGEE.\\n1762-1836.\\nOn their own merits modest men are dumb.\\nEpilogue to the Heir at Law,\\nAnd what s impossible can t be,\\nAnd never, never comes to pass. The Maid of the Moor.\\nThree stories high, long, dull, and old.\\nAs great lords stories often are. ibid.\\nLike two single gentlemen rolled into one.\\nLodgings for Single Gentlemen.\\nBut when ill indeed,\\nE en dismissing the doctor don t always succeed. ibid.\\nWhen taken,\\nTo be well shaken.\\nThe Newcastle Apothecary.\\nThank you, good sir, I owe you one.\\nThe Poor Gentleman. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nMiss Bailey\\nUnfortunate Miss Bailey\\nLove laughs at Locksmiths. Act ii. Song.\\nT is a very fine thing to be father-in-law\\nTo a very magnificent three-tailed Bashaw\\nBlue Beard. Act ii. Sc. 5.\\nI had a soul above buttons.\\nSylvester Daggencood, or New Hay at the Old Market. Sc. 7.\\nMynheer Vandunck, though he never was drunk,\\nSipped brandy and water gayly. Mynheer Vandunck.\\nJAMES HUEDIS. 1763-1801.\\nElse with the lark, and with the lark to bed. 1\\nThe Village Curate.\\n1 To rise with the lark, and go to bed with the lamb. Breton Court\\nand Country (1618 reprint, p. 183).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0484.jp2"}, "479": {"fulltext": "ROGERS. 455\\nSAMUEL SOGERS. 1763-1855.\\nSweet Memory wafted by thy gentle gale,\\nOft up the stream of Time I turn my sail.\\nThe Pleasures of Memory. Pari ii. i.\\nShe was good as she was fair,\\nNone none on earth above her\\nAs pure in thought as angels are\\nTo know her was to love her. 1\\nJacqueline. Stanza 1.\\nThe good are better made by ill,\\nAs odours crushed are sweeter still. 2 Stanza 3.\\nA guardian angel o er his life presiding,\\nDoubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing.\\nHuman Life.\\nFireside happiness, to hours of ease\\nBlest with that charm, the certainty to please. ibid.\\nThe soul of music slumbers in the shell\\nTill waked and kindled by the master s spell\\nAnd feeling hearts, touch them but rightly, pour\\nA thousand melodies unheard before /bid.\\nThen never less alone than when alone. 3 jbid.\\nThose that he loved so long and sees no more,\\nLoved and still loves, not dead, but gone before, 4\\nHe gathers round him. ma.\\nMine be a cot beside the hill\\nA beehive s hum shall soothe my ear\\nA willowy brook that turns a mill,\\nWith many a fall, shall linger near. a Wish.\\n1 See Burns, page 452.\\nNone knew thee but to love thee. Halleck: On the Death of Drake.\\n2 See Bacon, page 165.\\n3 See Gibbon, page 430.\\nXumquam se minus otiosum esse, quam quum otiosus, nee minus solum,\\nquam quum solus esset (He is never less at leisure than when at leisure, nor\\nless alone than when he is alone). Cicero: De Officiis, liber in. c. 1.\\n4 This is literally from Seneca, Ejpxstola Ixiii. 16. See Mathew Henry,\\npage 283.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0485.jp2"}, "480": {"fulltext": "456 ROGERS. FERRIAR. RADCLIFFE.\\nThat very law which moulds a tear\\nAnd bids it trickle from its source,\\nThat law preserves the earth a sphere,\\nAnd guides the planets in their course.\\nOn a Tear.\\nGo you may call it madness, folly\\nYou shall not chase my gloom away\\nThere s such a charm in melancholy\\nI would not if I could be gay. To\\nTo vanish in the chinks that Time has made. 1 Pcestum.\\nTTard has no heart, they say, but I deny it\\nHe has a heart, and gets his speeches by it. Epigram.\\nJOHN FEEEIAE, 1764-1815.\\nThe princeps copy, clad in blue and gold.\\nIllustrations of Sterne. Bibliomania. Line 6.\\nNow cheaply bought for thrice their weight in gold.\\nLine 65.\\nTorn from their destined page (unworthy meed\\nOf knightly counsel and heroic deed). Line 121.\\nHow pure the joy, when first my hands unfold\\nThe small, rare volume, black with tarnished gold\\nLine 137.\\nANN KADCLIFFE. 1764-1823.\\nFate sits on these dark battlements and frowns,\\nAnd as the portal opens to receive me,\\nA voice in hollow murmurs through the courts\\nTells of a nameless deed. 2\\n1 See Waller, page 221.\\n2 These lines form the motto to Mrs. Radcliffe s novel, The Mysteries of\\nUdolpho, and are presumably of her own composition.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0486.jp2"}, "481": {"fulltext": "HALL. MORTON. MACKINTOSH. 45*\\nROBERT HALL. 1764-1831.\\nHis [Burke s] imperial fancy has laid all Nature under\\ntribute, and has collected riches from every scene of the\\ncreation and every walk of art.\\nApology for the Freedom of the Press,\\nHe [Kippis] might be a very clever man by nature\\nfor aught I know, but he laid so many books upon his\\nhead that his brains could not move.\\nGregory s Life of HalU\\nCall things by their right names. Glass of brandy\\nand water That is the current but not the appropri-\\nate name ask for a glass of liquid fire and distilled\\ndamnation. 1 jbkl.\\nTHOMAS MORTON. 1761-1838.\\nWhat will Mrs. Grundy say Speed the Plough, Act i. Sc. i.\\nPush on, keep moving.\\nA Cure for the Heartache, Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nApprobation from Sir Hubert Stanley is praise indeed.\\nAct v. Sc. 2,\\nSIB JAMES MACKINTOSH. 1765-1832.\\nDiffused knowledge immortalizes itself.\\nY indictee Gallicce.\\nThe Commons, faithful to their system, remained in a\\nwise and masterly inactivity. iud.\\nDisciplined inaction.\\nCauses of the Revolution of 1688, Chap, vii.\\nThe frivolous work of polished idleness.\\nDissertation on Ethical Philosophy, Remarhs on Thomas Brown.\\n1 See Tourneur, page 34.\\nHe calls drunkenness an expression identical with rain. Diogenes\\nLaertius Pythagoras^ vi.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0487.jp2"}, "482": {"fulltext": "458 NAIRNE. JACKSON. ADAMS.\\nLADY NAIRNE. 1766-1845.\\nThere s nae sorrow there, John,\\nThere s neither cauld nor care, John,\\nThe day is aye fair,\\nIn the land o the leal. The Land o the Leal.\\nGude nicht, and joy be wi you a\\\\ Gude Nickt, etc 1\\nOh, we re a nodding nid, nid, noddin\\nOh, we 7 re a noddin at our house at hame.\\nWe re a Noddin\\\\\\nA penniless lass wi a lang pedigree. The Laird o Cockpen.\\nAXDEEW JACKSON. 1767-1845.\\nOur Federal Union it must be preserved.\\nToast given on the Jefferson Birthday Celebration in 1830.\\nYou are uneasy; you never sailed with me before, I\\nSee. 2 Life of Jackson (Parton). Vol. Hi. p. 493.\\nJOHN QUINCY ADAMS. 1767-1848.\\nThink of your forefathers Think of your posterity 3\\nSpeech at Plymouth, Dec. 22, 1802.\\nIn charity to all mankind, bearing no malice or ill-will\\nto any human being, and even compassionating those\\nwho hold in bondage their fellow-men, not knowing what\\nthey do. 4 Letter to A. Bronson. July 30, 1838.\\n1 Sir Alexander Boswell composed a version of this song.\\n2 A remark made to an elderly gentleman who was sailing with Jackson\\ndown Chesapeake Bay in an old steamboat, and who exhibited a little fear.\\n3 Et majores vestros et posteros cogitate. Tacitus Agricola, c. 32. 31.\\n4 With malice towards none, with charity for all, with firmness in the\\nright, as God gives us to see the right. Abraham Lincoln Second In-\\naugural Address.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0488.jp2"}, "483": {"fulltext": "ADAMS. EVERETT. SMITH. 459\\nThis hand, to tyrants ever sworn the foe,\\nFor Freedom only deals the deadly blow\\nThen sheathes in calm repose the vengeful blade,\\nFor gentle peace in Freedom s hallowed shade. 1\\nWritten in an Album, 1842.\\nThis is the last of earth I am content.\\nHis Last Words, Feb. 21, 1848.\\nDAYID EVERETT. 1769-1813.\\nYou J d scarce expect one of my age\\nTo speak in public on the stage\\nAnd if I chance to fall below\\nDemosthenes or Cicero,\\nDon t view me with a critic s eye,\\nBut pass my imperfections by.\\nLarge streams from little fountains flow,\\nTall oaks from little acorns grow. 2\\nLines written for a School Declamation.\\nSYDNEY SMITH. 1769-1815.\\nIt requires a surgical operation to get a joke well into\\na Scotch understanding. 3 Laxly Holland s Memoir. Vol. i. p. 15.\\nThat knuckle-end of England, that land of Calvin,\\noat-cakes, and sulphur. p. 17,\\nNo one minds what Jeffrey says it is not more\\nthan a week ago that I heard him speak disrespectfully\\nof the equator. ibid.\\n1 See Sidney, page 264.\\n2 The lofty oak from a small acorn grows. Lewis Dux combe (1711-\\n1730): De Minimis Maxima (translation).\\n3 See Walpole, page 389.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0489.jp2"}, "484": {"fulltext": "460 SMITH.\\nWe cultivate literature on a little oatmeal. 1\\nMemoir. Vol. i. p. 23.\\nTruth is its [justice s] handmaid, freedom is its\\nchild, peace is its companion, safety walks in its steps,\\nvictory follows in its train it is the brightest ema-\\nnation from the Gospel it is the attribute of God.\\nP. 29\\nIt is always right that a man should be able to render\\na reason for the faith that is within him. p. 53 t\\nAvoid shame, but do not seek glory, nothing so ex\\npensive as glory. 2 p. 88,\\nLet every man be occupied, and occupied in the highest\\nemployment of which his nature is capable, and die with\\nthe consciousness that he has done his best. p. wo.\\nLooked as if she had walked straight out of the ark.\\nP. 157.\\nThe Smiths never had any arms, and have invariably\\nsealed their letters with their thumbs. p. 244.\\nNot body enough to cover his mind decently with his\\nintellect is improperly exposed. p. 258.\\nHe has spent all his life in letting down empty buckets\\ninto empty wells and he is frittering away his age in\\ntrying to draw them up again. 3 p. 259.\\nYou find people ready enough to do the Samaritan,\\nwithout the oil and twopence. p. 261.\\nAh, you flavour everything; you are the vanilla of\\nsociety. P. 262.\\nMy living in Yorkshire was so far out of the way, that\\nit was actually twelve miles from a lemon. p. 202.\\n1 Mr. Smith, with reference to the Edinburgh Review, says The\\nmotto I proposed for the Review was Tenui musam meditamur avena;\\nbut this was too near the truth to be admitted so we took our present\\ngrave motto from Publius Syrus, of whom none of us had, I am sure, read\\na single line.\\n2 A favorite motto, which through life Mr. Smith inculcated on his family.\\n3 See Cowper, page 419.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0490.jp2"}, "485": {"fulltext": "SMITH. 461\\nAs the French say, there are three sexes, men,\\nwomen, and clergymen. 1 Memoir. Vol. i. p. 262.\\nTo take INIacaulay out of literature and society and put\\nhim in the House of Commons, is like taking the chief\\nphysician out of London during a pestilence. p, 265.\\nDaniel Webster struck me much like a steam-engine in\\ntrousers. p. 267.\\nHeat, ma am I said it was so dreadful here,\\nthat I found there was nothing left for it but to take off\\nmy flesh and sit in my bones. ibid.\\nMacaulay is like a book in breeches. He has oc-\\ncasional flashes of silence that make his conversation\\nperfectly delightful. p. 363.\\nSerenely full, the epicure would say,\\nFate cannot harm me, I have dined to-day. 2\\nRecipe for Salad. P. 374.\\nThank God for tea What would the world do with-\\nout tea how did it exist I am glad I was not born\\nbefore tea. p, 383,\\nIf you choose to represent the various parts in life by\\nholes upon a table, of different shapes, some circular,\\nsome triangular, some square, some oblong, and the\\npersons acting these parts by bits of wood of similar\\nshapes, we shall generally find that the triangular person\\nhas got into the square hole, the oblong into the tri-\\nangular, and a square person has squeezed himself into\\nthe round hole. The officer and the office, the doer and\\nthe thing done, seldom fit so exactly that we can say\\nthey were almost made for each other. 3\\nSketches cf Moral Philosophy.\\n1 Lord Wharncliffe says, The well-known sentence, almost a proverb,\\nthat this world consists of men, women, and Herveys, was originally\\nLady Montagu s. Montagu Letters, vol. i.p. 64.\\n2 See Dryden, p. 273.\\n3 The right man to fill the right place. Layard: Speech, Jan. 15, 1855.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0491.jp2"}, "486": {"fulltext": "462 SMITH. FRERE.\\nThe schoolboy whips his taxed top the beardless youth\\nmanages his taxed horse with a taxed bridle on a taxed\\nroad and the dying Englishman, pouring his medicine,\\nwhich has paid seven per cent, into a spoon that has paid\\nfifteen per cent, flings himself back upon his chintz bed\\nwhich has paid twenty-two per cent, and expires in the\\narms of an apothecary who has paid a license of a hun-\\ndred pounds for the privilege of putting him to death.\\nReview ofSeyberVs Annals of the United States, 1820.\\nIn the four quarters of the globe, who reads an Amer-\\nican book, or goes to an American play, or looks at an\\nAmerican picture or statue ibid.\\nMagnificent spectacle of human happiness.\\nAmerica. Edinburgh Review, July, 1824.\\nIn the midst of this sublime and terrible storm [at\\nSidmouth], Dame Partington, who lived upon the beach,\\nwas seen at the door of her house with mop and pattens,\\ntrundling her mop, squeezing out the sea-water, and vig-\\norously pushing away the Atlantic Ocean. The Atlantic\\nwas roused Mrs. Partington s spirit was up. But I need\\nnot tell you that the contest was unequal the Atlantic\\nOcean beat Mrs. Partington. Speech at Taunton, i8i3.\\nMen who prefer any load of infamy, however great, to\\nany pressure of taxation, however light. On American Debts.\\nJ. HOOKHAM FREKE. 1769-1846.\\nAnd don t confound the language of the nation\\nWith long-tailed words in osity and ation.\\nThe Monks and the Giants. Canto i. Line 6.\\nA sudden thought strikes me, let us swear an eternal\\nfriendship. 1 The Rovers. Act i. Sc. 1.\\ni See Otway, page 280.\\nMy fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship. Moliere: Le Bour-\\ngeois Gentilhomme, act iv. sc. 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0492.jp2"}, "487": {"fulltext": "WELLINGTON. TOBIN. 463\\nDUKE OF WELLINGTON. 1769-1852.\\nXothing except a battle lost can be half so melancholy\\nas a battle won. Despatch, 1815.\\nIt is very true that I have said that I considered Xa-\\npoleon s presence in the field equal to forty thousand\\nmen in the balance. This is a very loose way of talk-\\ning but the idea is a very different one from that of his\\npresence at a battle being equal to a reinforcement of\\nforty thousand men. Mem. by the Duke* Sept, 18, 1836.\\nCircumstances over which I have no control. 2\\nI never saw so many shocking bad hats in my life. 3\\nUpon seeing the first Reformed Parliament.\\nThere is no mistake there has been no mistake and\\nthere shall be no mistake. 4 Letter to Mr. HusHsson.\\nJOHX TOBIX. 1770-1804.\\nThe man that lays his hand upon a woman,\\nSave in the way of kindness, is a wretch\\nWhom t were gross flattery to name a coward.\\nThe Honeymoon. Act ii. Sc. 1.\\nShe s adorned\\nAmply that in her husband s eye looks lovely.\\nThe truest mirror that an honest wife\\nCan see her beauty in. Act iii. Sc. 4.\\n1 Stanhope Conversations with the Duke of Wellington, p. 81.\\n2 This phrase was first used by the Duke of Wellington in a letter, about\\n1839 or 1840. Sala Echoes of the Week, in London Illustrated News,\\nAug. 23, 1884.\\n3 Sir William Fraser, in l Words on Wellington (1889). p. 12, says this\\nphrase originated with the Duke. Captain Gronow, in his u Recollections,\\nsays it originated with the Duke of York, second son of George III., about\\n1817.\\n4 This gave rise to the slang expression, And no mistake. Words on\\nWellington, p. 122.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0493.jp2"}, "488": {"fulltext": "464 CANNING. SPENCER.\\nGEOEGE CANNING. 1770-1827.\\nStory God bless you I have none to tell, sir.\\nThe Friend of Humanity and the Knife- Grinder.\\nI give thee sixpence I will see thee damned first, ibid.\\nSo down thy hill, romantic Ashbourn, glides\\nThe Derby dilly, carrying three insides.\\nThe Loves of the Triangles. Line 178.\\nAnd finds, with keen, discriminating sight,\\nBlack s not so black, nor white so very white.\\nNew Molality.\\nGive me the avowed, the erect, the manly foe,\\nBold I can meet, perhaps may turn his blow\\nBut of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send,\\nSave, save, oh save me from the candid friend 1 ibid.\\nI called the New World into existence to redress the\\nbalance of the Old. The King s Message, Dec. 12, 1826.\\nNo, here s to the pilot that weathered the storm\\nThe Pilot that weathered the Storm.\\nWILLIAM EOBEET SPENCEE. 1770-1834.\\nToo late I stayed, forgive the crime\\nUnheeded flew the hours\\nHow noiseless falls the foot of time 2\\nThat only treads on flowers.\\nLines to Lady A. Hamilton.\\n1 Defend me from my friends; I can defend myself from my enemies.\\nThe French Ana assign to Marechal Villars this aphorism when taking leave\\nof Louis XIV.\\n2 See Shakespeare, page 74.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0494.jp2"}, "489": {"fulltext": "HOPKINSON. WORDSWORTH. 465\\nJOSEPH HOPKINSON. 1770-1842.\\nHail, Columbia happy land\\nHail, ye heroes heaven-born band\\nWho fought and bled in Freedom s cause,\\nWho fought and bled in Freedom s cause,\\nAnd when the storm of war was gone,\\nEnjoyed the peace your valor won.\\nLet independence be our boast,\\nEver mindful what it cost\\nEver grateful for the prize,\\nLet its altar reach the skies Hail, Columbia\\nWILLIAM WOEDSWOETH. 1 1770-1850.\\nOh, be wiser thou\\nInstructed that true knowledge leads to love.\\nLines left upon a Seat in a Yew-tree.\\nAnd homeless near a thousand homes I stood,\\nAnd near a thousand tables pined and wanted food.\\nGuilt and Sorrow. Stanza 41.\\nAction is transitory, a step, a blow\\nThe motion of a muscle, this way or that.\\nThe Borderers. Act iii.\\nThree sleepless nights I passed in sounding on,\\nThrough words and things, a dim and perilous way. 2\\nAct iv. Sc. 2.\\n1 Coleridge said to Wordsworth Memoirs by his nephew,- vol. ii.\\np. 74), u Since Milton, I know of no poet with so many felicities and un-\\nforgettable lines and stanzas as you.\\n2 The intellectual power, through words and things,\\nWent sounding on a dim and perilous way\\nThe Excursion, booh iii.\\n30", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0495.jp2"}, "490": {"fulltext": "466 WORDSWORTH.\\nA simple child\\nThat lightly draws its breath,\\nAnd feels its life in every limb,\\nWhat should it know of death \\\\\\\\r e are seven.\\nReader had you in your mind\\nSuch stores as silent thought can bring,\\ngentle Reader you would find\\nA tale in everything. simon Lee.\\n1 ve heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds\\nWith coldness still returning\\nAlas the gratitude of men\\nHath oftener left me mourning. ibid.\\nIn that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts\\nBring sad thoughts to the mind.\\nLines written in Early Spring.\\nAnd t is my faith, that every flower\\nEnjoys the air it breathes. ibui.\\nNor less I deem that there are Powers\\nWhich of themselves our minds impress\\nThat we can feed this mind of ours\\nIn a wise passiveness. Expostulation and Reply.\\nUp up my friend, and quit your books,\\nOr surely you 11 grow double\\nUp up my friend, and clear your looks\\nWhy all this toil and trouble The Tables Turned.\\nCome forth into the light of things,\\nLet Nature be your teacher. ibid.\\nOne impulse from a vernal wood\\nMay teach you more of man,\\nOf moral evil and of good,\\nThan all the sages can. ibid.\\nThe bane of all that dread the Devil. The Idiot Boy.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0496.jp2"}, "491": {"fulltext": "WORDSWORTH. 467\\nSensations sweet,\\nFelt in the blood, and felt along the heart.\\nLines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey,\\nThat best portion of a good man s life,\\nHis little, nameless, nnremembered acts\\nOf kindness and of love. ibid.\\nThat blessed mood,\\nIn which the burden of the mystery,\\nIn which the heavy and the weary weight\\nOf all this unintelligible world,\\nIs lightened. ibid.\\nThe fretful stir\\nUnprofitable, and the fever of the world\\nHave hung upon the beatings of my heart. ibid.\\nThe sounding cataract\\nHaunted me like a passion the tall rock,\\nThe mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood,\\nTheir colours and their forms, were then to me\\nAn appetite, a feeling and a love,\\nThat had no need of a remoter charm\\nBy thoughts supplied, nor any interest\\nUnborrowed from the eye. ibid.\\nBut hearing oftentimes\\nThe still, sad music of humanity. ibid.\\nA sense sublime\\nOf something far more deeply interfused,\\nWhose dwelling is the light of setting suns,\\nAnd the round ocean and the living air\\nAnd the blue sky, and in the mind of man,\\nA motion and a spirit, that impels\\nAll thinking things, all objects of all thought,\\nAnd rolls through all things. ibid.\\nKnowing that Nature never did betray\\nThe heart that loved her. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0497.jp2"}, "492": {"fulltext": "468\\nWORDS WORTH.\\nNor greetings where no kindness is, nor all\\nThe dreary intercourse of daily life.\\nLines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey,\\nMen who can hear the Decalogue, and feel\\nNo self-reproach. The Old Cumberland Beggar.\\nAs m the eye of Nature he has lived,\\nSo in the eye of Nature let him die\\nThere s something in a flying horse,\\nThere s something in a huge balloon.\\nPeter Bell.\\nThe common growth of Mother Earth\\nSuffices me, her tears, her mirth,\\nHer humblest mirth and tears.\\nFull twenty times was Peter feared,\\nFor once that Peter was respected.\\nA primrose by a river s brim\\nA yellow primrose was to him,\\nAnd it was nothing more.\\nThe soft blue sky did never melt\\nInto his heart he never felt\\nThe witchery of the soft blue sky\\nOn a fair prospect some have looked,\\nAnd felt, as I have heard them say,\\nAs if the moving time had been\\nA thing as steadfast as the scene\\nOn which they gazed themselves away.\\nAs if the man had fixed his face,\\nIn many a solitary place,\\nAgainst the wind and open sky stanza 26 A\\n1 The original edition (London, 1819, 8vo) had the following as the\\nfourth stanza from the end of Part L, which was omitted in all subse-\\nquent editions\\nIs it a party in a parlour V\\nCrammed just as they on earth were crammed,\\nSome sipping punch, some sipping tea,\\nBut, as you by their faces see,\\nAll silent and all damned.\\nIbid.\\nPrologue. Stanza 1.\\nStanza 27.\\nPart i. Stanza 3.\\nStanza 12.\\nStanza 15.\\nStanza 16.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0498.jp2"}, "493": {"fulltext": "WORDSWORTH. 469\\nOne of those heavenly clays that cannot die. Nutting,\\nShe dwelt among the untrodden ways\\nBeside the springs of Dove.\\nA maid whom there were none to praise\\nAnd very few to love. She dwelt among the untrodden ways,\\nA violet by a mossy stone\\nHalf hidden from the eye\\nFair as a star, when only one\\nIs shining in the sky. iud.\\nShe lived unknown, and few could know\\nWhen Lucy ceased to be\\nBut she is in her grave, and oh\\nThe difference to me ibid.\\nThe stars of midnight shall be dear\\nTo her and she shall lean her ear\\nIn many a secret place\\nWhere rivulets dance their wayward round,\\nAnd beauty born of murmuring sound\\nShall pass into her face.\\nThree years she grew in Sun and Shower.\\nMay no rude hand deface it,\\nAnd its forlorn hicjacet! Ellen Irwin.\\nShe gave me eyes, she gave me ears\\nAnd humble cares, and delicate fears\\nA heart, the fountain of sweet tears\\nAnd love and thought and joy. The Sparrow s Nest.\\nThe child is father of the man. 1\\nMy heart leaps up -when I behold.\\nThe cattle are grazing.\\nTheir heads never raising\\nThere are forty feeding like one The Cock is crowing.\\n1 See Milton, page 241.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0499.jp2"}, "494": {"fulltext": "470 WORDSWORTH.\\nSweet childish days, that were as long\\nAs twenty days are now.\\nTo a Butterfly. I ve watched you now a full half-hour.\\nOften have I sighed to measure\\nBy myself a lonely pleasure,\\nSighed to think I read a book,\\nOnly read, perhaps, by me. To the Small Celandine.\\nAs high as we have mounted in delight,\\nIn our dejection do we sink as low.\\nResolution and Independence. Stanza 4.\\nBut how can he expect that others should\\nBuild for him, sow for him, and at his call\\nLove him, who for himself will take no heed at all\\nStanza 6.\\nI thought of Chatterton, the marvellous boy,\\nThe sleepless soul that perished in his pride\\nOf him who walked in glory and in joy,\\nFollowing his plough, along the mountain-side.\\nBy our own spirits we are deified\\nWe Poets in our youth begin in gladness,\\nBut thereof come in the end despondency and madness.\\nStanza 7.\\nThat heareth not the loud winds when they call,\\nAnd moveth all together, if it moves at all. Stanza n.\\nChoice word and measured phrase above the reach\\nOf ordinary men. stanza u.\\nAnd mighty poets in their misery dead. Stanza 17.\\nNe er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep\\nThe river glideth at his own sweet will\\nDear God the very houses seem asleep\\nAnd all that mighty heart is lying still\\nEarth has not anything to show more fair.\\nThe holy time is quiet as a nun\\nBreathless with adoration. j t a beauteous Evening.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0500.jp2"}, "495": {"fulltext": "WORDSWORTH.\\n471\\nMen are we, and must grieve when even the shade\\nOf that which once was great is passed away.\\nOn the Extinction /the Venetian Republic,\\nThou has left behind\\nPowers that will work for thee. air. earth, and skies\\nThere s not a breathing of the common wind\\nThat will forget thee thou hast great allies\\nThy friends are exultations, agonies.\\nAnd love, and man s unconquerable mind. 1\\nTo To u aini UOu v trtnre.\\nOne that would peep and botanize\\nUpon his mother s grave. a Poet s Epitaph. Stanza 5.\\nHe murmurs near the running brooks\\nA music sweeter than their own. stanza 10.\\nAnd you must love him, ere to you\\nHe will seem worthy of your love. stanza 11.\\nThe harvest of a quiet eye.\\nThat broods and sleeps on his own heart. Stanza 1.3.\\nYet sometimes, when the secret cup\\nOf still and serious thought went round,.\\nIt seemed as if he drank it up.\\nHe felt with spirit so profound. Matthew.\\nMy eyes are dim with childish tears,\\nMy heart is idly stirred.\\nFor the same sound is in my ears\\nWhich in those days I heard. The Fountain.\\nA happy youth, and their old age\\nIs beautiful and free. ibid.\\nAnd often, glad no more.\\nWe wear a face of joy because\\nWe have been glad of yore. ibid.\\n1 See Gray, page 382.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0501.jp2"}, "496": {"fulltext": "472 WORDSWORTH.\\nThe sweetest thing that ever grew\\nBeside a human door. Lucy Gray, Stanza 2.\\nA youth to whom was given\\nSo much of earth, so much of heaven. R u th.\\nUntil a man might travel twelve stout miles,\\nOr reap an acre of his neighbor s corn. The Brothers.\\nSomething between a hindrance and a help. Michael.\\nDrink, pretty creature, drink The Pet Lamb.\\nLady of the Mere,\\nSole-sitting by the shores of old romance.\\nA narrow Girdle of rough Stones and Crags.\\nAnd he is oft the wisest man\\nWho is not wise at all. The Oak and the Broom.\\nu A jolly place/ said he, in times of old\\nBut something ails it now the spot is cursed.\\nHart-leap Well. Part ii.\\nHunt half a day for a forgotten dream. jbid.\\nXever to blend our pleasure or our pride\\nWith sorrow of the meanest thing that feels. jbid.\\nPlain living and high thinking are no more.\\nThe homely beauty of the good old cause\\nIs gone our peace, our fearful innocence,\\nAnd pure religion breathing household laws.\\nFriend I know not ichich way I must look.\\nMilton thou should st be living at this hour\\nEngland hath need of thee\\nThy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart\\nSo didst thou travel on life s common way\\nIn cheerful godliness. London, 1802.\\nWe must be free or die who speak the tongue\\nThat Shakespeare spake, the faith and morals hold\\nWhich Milton held. u xs not t0 be thought of.\\nA noticeable man, with large gray eyes.\\nStanzas written in Thomson s Castle of Indolence.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0502.jp2"}, "497": {"fulltext": "WORDSWORTH. 473\\nWe meet thee, like a pleasant thought,\\nWhen such are wanted. To the Daisy.\\nThe poet s darling. ibid.\\nThou unassuming commonplace\\nOf Nature. To the same Flower.\\nOft on the dappled turf at ease\\nI sit, and play with similes,\\nLoose type of things through all degrees. ibid.\\nSweet Mercy to the gates of heaven\\nThis minstrel lead, his sins forgiven\\nThe rueful conflict, the heart riven\\nWith vain endeavour,\\nAnd memory of Earth s bitter leaven\\nEffaced forever. Thoughts suggested on the Banks of the Nith.\\nThe best of what we do and are,\\nJust God, forgive ibid.\\nFor old, unhappy, far-off things,\\nAnd battles long ago. The Solitary Reaper.\\nSome natural sorrow, loss, or pain\\nThat has been, and may be again. iud.\\nThe music in my heart I bore\\nLong after it was heard no more. ibid.\\nYon foaming flood seems motionless as ice\\nIts dizzy turbulence eludes the eye,\\nErozen by distance. Address to Kilchurn Castle.\\nA famous man is Robin Hood,\\nThe English ballad-singer s joy. Hob Boy s Grave.\\nBecause the good old rule\\nSufficeth them, the simple plan,\\nThat they should take who have the power.\\nAnd they should keep who can. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0503.jp2"}, "498": {"fulltext": "474 WORDSWORTH.\\nThe Eagle, he was lord above,\\nAnd Eob was lord below. R b Roy s Grave,\\nA brotherhood of venerable trees.\\nSonnet composed at Castle.\\nLet beeves and home-bred kine partake\\nThe sweets of Burn-mill meadow\\nThe swan on still St. Mary s Lake\\nFloat double, SWan and shadow Yarrow Unvisited.\\nEvery gift of noble origin\\nIs breathed upon by Hope s perpetual breath.\\nThese Times strike Monied Worldlings.\\nA remnant of uneasy light. The Matron ofJedborough.\\nOh for a single hour of that Dundee\\nWho on that day the word of onset gave x\\nSonnet, in the Pass of Killicranky\\nCuckoo shall I call thee bird,\\nOr but a wandering voice To the Cuckoo.\\nShe was a phantom of delight\\nWhen first she gleamed upon my sight,\\nA lovely apparition, sent\\nTo be a moment s ornament\\nHer eyes as stars of twilight fair,\\nLike twilights too her dusky hair,\\nBut all things else about her drawn\\nFrom May-time and the cheerful dawn.\\nShe was a Phantom of Delight.\\nA creature not too bright or good\\nFor human nature s daily food\\nFor transient sorrows, simple wiles,\\nPraise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles. ibid.\\n1 It was on this occasion [the failure in energy of Lord Mar at the battle\\nof Sheriffmuir] that Gordon of Glenbucket made the celebrated exclamation,\\nOh for an hour of Dundee Mahon History of England, vol. i. p. 184.\\nOh for one hour of blind old Dandolo.\\nThe octogenarian chief, Byzantium s conquering foe!\\nByron: Childe Harold, canto iv. stanza 12.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0504.jp2"}, "499": {"fulltext": "WORDSWORTH. 475\\nThe reason firm, the temperate will,\\nEndurance, foresight, strength, and skill\\nA perfect woman, nobly planned,\\nTo warn, to comfort, and command.\\nShe was a Phantom of Delight.\\nThat inward eye\\nWhich is the bliss of solitude. I wandered lonely.\\nTo be a Prodigal s favourite, then, worse truth,\\nA Miser s pensioner, behold our lot\\nThe Small Celandine.\\nStern Daughter of the Voice of God ode to Duty.\\nA light to guide, a rod\\nTo check the erring, and reprove. ibid.\\nGive unto me, made lowly wise,\\nThe spirit of self-sacrifice\\nThe confidence of reason give,\\nAnd in the light of truth thy bondman let me live\\nIbid.\\nThe light that never was, on sea or land\\nThe consecration, and the Poet s dream.\\nSuggested by a Picture of Peele Castle in a Storm. Stanza 4.\\nShalt show us how divine a thing\\nA woman may be made.\\nTo a Young Lady. Dear Child of Nature.\\nBut an old age serene and bright,\\nAnd lovely as a Lapland night,\\nShall lead thee to thy grave. ibid.\\nWhere the statue stood\\nOf Newton, with his prism and silent face,\\nThe marble index of a mind forever\\nVoyaging through strange seas of thought alone.\\nThe Prelude. Book Hi.\\n1 See Milton, page 239.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0505.jp2"}, "500": {"fulltext": "476 WORDSWORTH.\\nAnother morn\\nEisen 011 mid-noon. 1 The Prelude. Booh vi.\\nBliss was it in that dawn to be alive,\\nBut to be young was very heaven Book xi.\\nThe budding rose above the rose full blown. ibid.\\nThere is\\nOne great society alone on earth\\nThe noble living and the noble dead. ibid.\\nWho, doomed to go in company with Pain\\nAnd Fear and Bloodshed, miserable train\\nTurns his necessity to glorious gain.\\nCharacter of the Happy Warrior.\\nControls them and subdues, transmutes, bereaves\\nOf their bad influence, and their good receives. ibid.\\nBut who, if he be called upon to face\\nSome awful moment to which Heaven has joined\\nGreat issues, good or bad for humankind,\\nIs happy as a lover. Ibid.\\nAnd through the heat of conflict keeps the law\\nIn calmness made, and sees what he foresaw. ibid.\\nWhom neither shape of danger can dismay,\\nNor thought of tender happiness betray. md.\\nLike, but oh how different Yes, it was the Mountain Echo.\\nThe world is too much with us late and soon,\\nGetting and spending, we lay waste our powers\\nLittle we see in Nature that is ours.\\nMiscellaneous Sonnets. Part i. xxxii x.\\nGreat God I d rather be\\nA Pagan suckled in a creed outworn,\\nSo might I, standing on this pleasant lea,\\nHave glimpses that would make me less forlorn\\n1 See Milton, page 235.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0506.jp2"}, "501": {"fulltext": "WORDSWORTH. 477\\nHave sight of Proteus rising from the sea,\\nOr hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.\\nMiscellaneous Sonnets. Part i. xxxiii.\\nMaidens withering on the Stalk. 1 Personal Talk. Stanza 1.\\nSweetest melodies\\nAre those that are by distance made more sweet. 2 stanza 2.\\nDreams, books, are each a world and books, we know,\\nAre a substantial world, both pure and good.\\nRound these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood,\\nOur pastime and our happiness will grow. stanza 3.\\nThe gentle Lady married to the Moor,\\nAnd heavenly Una with her milk-white lamb. ibid.\\nBlessings be with them, and eternal praise,\\nWho gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares\\nThe Poets, who on earth have made us heirs\\nOf truth and pure delight by heavenly lays. Stanza 4.\\nA power is passing from the earth.\\nLines on the expected Dissolution of Mr. Fox.\\nThe rainbow comes and goes,\\nAnd lovely is the rose. Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 2.\\nThe sunshine is a glorious birth\\nBut yet I know, where er I go,\\nThat there hath passed away a glory from the earth, ibid.\\nWhere is it now, the glory and the dream Stanza 5.\\nOur birth is but a sleep and a forgetting\\nThe soul that rises with us, our life s star,\\nHath had elsewhere its setting,\\nAnd cometh from afar.\\nNot in entire forgetfulness,\\nAnd not in utter darkness,\\nBut trailing clouds of glory, do we come\\nProm God, who is our home\\nHeaven lies about us in our infancy. Stanza 5.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 57. 2 See Collins, page 390.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0507.jp2"}, "502": {"fulltext": "478 WORDSWORTH.\\nAt length the man perceives it die away,\\nAnd fade into the light of common day.\\nOde. Intimations of Immortality. Stanza 5.\\nThe thought of our past years in me doth breed\\nPerpetual benediction. stanza 9.\\nThose obstinate questionings\\nOf sense and outward things,\\nFallings from us, vanishings,\\nBlank misgivings of a creature\\nMoving about in worlds not realized,\\nHigh instincts before which our mortal nature\\nDid tremble like a guilty thing surprised. ibid.\\nTruths that wake,\\nTo perish never. /bid.\\nThough inland far we be,\\nOur souls have sight of that immortal sea\\nWhich brought us hither. ibid.\\nThough nothing can bring back the hour\\nOf splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower.\\nStanza 10.\\nIll years that bring the philosophic mind. ibid.\\nThe clouds that gather round the setting sun\\nDo take a sober colouring from an eye\\nThat hath kept watch o er man s mortality. stanza n.\\nTo me the meanest flower that blows can give\\nThoughts that do often lie too deep for tears. ibid.\\nTwo voices are there one is of the sea,\\nOne of the mountains, each a mighty voice.\\nThought of a Briton on the Subjugation of Switzerland.\\nEarth helped him with the cry of blood. 1\\nSong at the Feast of Brought on Castle.\\nThe silence that is in the starry sky. ibid.\\n1 This line is from Sir John Beaumont s Battle of Bosworth Field.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0508.jp2"}, "503": {"fulltext": "WORDSWORTH. -479\\nThe monumental pomp of age\\nWas with this goodly personage\\nA stature undepressed in size,\\nUnbent, which rather seemed to rise\\nIn open victory o er the weight\\nOf seventy years, to loftier height.\\nThe White Doe of Rylstone. Canto Hi.\\nu What is good for a bootless bene\\nWith these dark words begins my tale\\nAnd their meaning is. Whence can comfort spring\\nWhen prayer is of no avail Force of Prayer.\\nA few strong instincts, and a few plain rules.\\nAlas what boots the long laborious Quest f\\nOf blessed consolations in distress.\\nPreface to the Excursion. (Edition, 1314.)\\nThe vision and the faculty divine\\nYet wanting the accomplishment of verse.\\nThe Excursion. Book i.\\nThe imperfect offices of prayer and praise. ibid.\\nThat mighty orb of song,\\nThe divine Milton. jtid.\\nThe good die first, 1\\nAnd they whose hearts are dry as summer dust\\nBurn to the socket. rbid.\\nThis dull product of a scoffer s pen. Book ii.\\nWith battlements that on their restless fronts\\nBore stars. ibid.\\nWisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop\\nThan when we soar. Book ill.\\n1 Heaven gives its favourites early death. Byron: Childe Harold,\\ncanto iv. stanza 102. Also Don Juan, canto iv. stanzy. 12.\\nQuern Di diligunt\\nAdolescens moritur\\n(He whom the gods favor dies in youth).\\nPlautus: Bacchides. act iv. sc. 7.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0509.jp2"}, "504": {"fulltext": "480 WORDSWORTH.\\nWrongs unredressed, or insults unavenged.\\nThe Excursion. Booh in.\\nMonastic brotherhood, upon rock\\nAerial. md.\\nThe intellectual power, through words and things,\\nWent sounding on a dim and perilous way x ibid.\\nSociety became my glittering bride,\\nAnd airy hopes my children. ibid.\\nAnd the most difficult of tasks to keep\\nHeights which the soul is competent to gain. Book iv.\\nThere is a luxury in self-dispraise\\nAnd inward self-disparagement affords\\nTo meditative spleen a grateful feast. ibid.\\nKecognizes ever and anon\\nThe breeze of Nature stirring in his soul. ibid.\\nPan himself,\\nThe simple shepherd s awe-inspiring god ibid.\\nI have seen\\nA curious child, who dwelt upon a tract\\nOf inland ground, applying to his ear\\nThe convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell,\\nTo which, in silence hushed, his very soul\\nListened intensely and his countenance soon\\nBrightened with joy, for from within were heard\\nMurmurings, whereby the monitor expressed\\nMysterious union with his native sea. 2 ibid.\\nSo build we up the being that we are. ibid.\\n1 See page 465.\\n2 But I have sinuous shells of pearly hue;\\nShake one, and it awakens; then apply\\nIts polisht lips to your attentive ear,\\nAnd it remembers its august abodes,\\nAnd murmurs as the ocean murmurs there.\\nLandor Gebir, booh v.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0510.jp2"}, "505": {"fulltext": "WORDSWORTH. 481\\nOne in whom persuasion and belief\\nHad ripened into faith, and faith become\\nA passionate intuition. The Excursion. Book iv.\\nSpires whose silent finger points to heaven. 1 Book m.\\nAh, what a warning for a thoughtless man,\\nCould field or grove, could any spot of earth,\\nShow to his eye an image of the pangs\\nWhich it hath witnessed, render back an echo\\nOf the sad steps by which it hath been trod ibid.\\nAnd when the stream\\nWhich overflowed the soul was passed away,\\nA consciousness remained that it had left\\nDeposited upon the silent shore\\nOf memory images and precious thoughts\\nThat shall not die, and cannot be destroyed. Book vii.\\nWisdom married to immortal verse. 2 ibid.\\nA man he seems of cheerful yesterdays\\nAnd confident to-morrows. ibid.\\nThe primal duties shine aloft, like stars\\nThe charities that soothe and heal and bless\\nAre scattered at the feet of man like flowers. Book ix.\\nBy happy chance we saw\\nA twofold image on a grassy bank\\nA snow-white ram, and in the crystal flood\\nAnother and the same 3 ibid.\\nThe gods approve\\nThe depth, and not the tumult, of the soul. Laodamia.\\n1 An instinctive taste teaches men to build their churches in flat countries\\nwith spire steeples, which, as they cannot be referred to any other object,\\npoint as with silent finger to the sky and stars. Coleridge: The Friend,\\nNo. 14.\\n2 See Milton, page 249.\\n3 Another and the same. Darwin The Botanic Garden.\\n,31", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0511.jp2"}, "506": {"fulltext": "482 WORDSWORTH.\\nMightier far\\nThan strength of nerve or sinew, or the sway\\nOf magic potent over sun and star,\\nIs Love, though oft to agony distrest,\\nAnd though his favorite seat be feeble woman s breast.\\nLaodamia.\\nElysian beauty, melancholy grace,\\nBrought from a pensive through a happy place. ibid.\\nHe spake of love, such love as spirits feel\\nIn worlds whose course is equable and pure\\nNo fears to beat away, no strife to heal,\\nThe past unsighed for, and the future sure. md.\\nOf all that is most beauteous, imaged there\\nIn happier beauty more pellucid streams,\\nAn ampler ether, a diviner air,\\nAnd fields invested with purpureal gleams. ibid.\\nYet tears to human suffering are due\\nAnd mortal hopes defeated and overthrown\\nAre mourned by man, and not by man alone. ibid.\\nBut shapes that come not at an earthly call\\nWill not depart when mortal voices bid. Dion.\\nBut thou that didst appear so fair\\nTo fond imagination,\\nDost rival in the light of day\\nHer delicate Creation. Yarrow Visited.\\nT is hers to pluck the amaranthine flower\\nOf faith, and round the sufferer s temples bind\\nWreaths that endure affliction s heaviest shower,\\nAnd do not shrink from sorrow s keenest wind.\\nWeak is the Will of Man.\\nWe bow our heads before Thee, and we laud\\nAnd magnify thy name Almighty God\\nBut man is thy most awful instrument\\nIn working out a pure intent.\\nOde. Imagination before Content.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0512.jp2"}, "507": {"fulltext": "WOKDS WORTH. 483\\nSad fancies do we then affect,\\nIn luxury of disrespect\\nTo our own prodigal excess\\nOf too familiar happiness. ode to Lycoris.\\nThat kill the bloom before its time,\\nAnd blanch, without the owner s crime,\\nThe most resplendent hair. Lament of Mary Queen of Scots.\\nThe sightless Milton, with his hair\\nAround his placid temples curled\\nAnd Shakespeare at his side, a freight,\\nIf clay could think and mind were weight,\\nFor him who bore the world The Italian Itinerant.\\nMeek Nature s evening comment on the shows\\nThat for oblivion take their daily birth\\nFrom all the fuming vanities of earth.\\nSky-Prospect from the Plain of France.\\nTurning, for them who pass, the common dust\\nOf servile Opportunity to gold. Desultory Stanza.\\nBabylon,\\nLearned and wise, hath perished utterly,\\nNor leaves her speech one word to aid the sigh\\nThat would lament her.\\nEcclesiastical Sonnets. Part i. xxv. Missions and Travels.\\nAs thou these ashes, little brook, wilt bear\\nInto the Avon, Avon to the tide\\nOf Severn, Severn to the narrow seas,\\nInto main ocean they, this deed accursed\\nAn emblem yields to friends and enemies\\nHow the bold teacher s doctrine, sanctified\\nBy truth, shall spread, throughout the world dispersed. 1\\nPart ii. xvii. To Wickliffe.\\n1 In obedience to the order of the Council of Constance (1415), the remains\\nof Wickliffe were exhumed and burned to ashes, and these cast into the Swift,\\na neighbouring brook running hard by; and thus this brook hath conveyed\\nhis ashes into Avon, Avon into Severn, Severn into the narrow seas, they\\ninto the main ocean. And thus the ashes of Wickliffe are the emblem of", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0513.jp2"}, "508": {"fulltext": "484 WORDSWORTH.\\nThe feather, whence the pen\\nWas shaped that traced the lives of these good men,\\nDropped from an angePs wing. 1\\nEcclesiastical Sonnets. Part in. v. Walton s- Book of Lives.\\nMeek Walton s heavenly memory.\\nBut who would force the soul tilts with a straw\\nAgainst a champion cased in adamant.\\nPart in. vii. Persecution of the Scottish Covenanters.\\nWhere music dwells\\nLingering and wandering on as loth to die,\\nLike thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof\\nThat they were born for immortality.\\nPart Hi. xliii. Inside of King s Chapel, Cambridge,\\nOr shipwrecked, kindles on the coast\\nFalse fires, that others may be lost. To the Lady Fleming.\\nBut hushed be every thought that springs\\nFrom out the bitterness of things.\\nElegiac Stanzas. Addressed to Sir G. H. B.\\nhis doctrine, which now is dispersed all the world over. Fuller: Church\\nHistory, sect. ii. book iv. paragraph 53.\\nWhat Heraclitus would not laugh, or what Democritus would not weep\\nFor though they digged up his body, burned his bones, and drowned his\\nashes, yet the word of God and truth of his doctrine, with the fruit and suc-\\ncess thereof, they could not burn. Fox: Book of Martyrs, vol. i.p. 606\\n(edition, 1641).\\n41 Some prophet of that day said,\\nThe Avon to the Severn runs,\\nThe Severn to the sea;\\nAnd WickliftVs dust shall spread abroad\\nWide as the waters be.\\nDaniel Webster: Address before the Sons of\\nNew Hampshire, 1849.\\nThese lines are similarly quoted by the Rev. John dimming in the\\nVoices of the Dead.\\n1 The pen wherewith thou dost so heavenly sing\\nMade of a quill from an angel s wing.\\nHenry Constable: Sonnet.\\nWhose noble praise\\nDeserves a quill pluckt from an angel s wing.\\nDorothy Berry: Sonnet.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0514.jp2"}, "509": {"fulltext": "WORDSWORTH. 485\\nTo the solid ground\\nOf Nature trusts the mind that builds for aye.\\nA Volant Tribe of Bards on Earth.\\nSoft is the music that would charm forever\\nThe flower of sweetest smell is shy and lowly.\\nNot Love, not War.\\nTrue beauty dwells in deep retreats,\\nWhose veil is unremoved\\nTill heart with heart in concord beats,\\nAnd the lover is beloved.\\nTo Let other Bards of Angels sing.\\nType of the Vise who soar but never roam,\\nTrue to the kindred points of heaven and home.\\nTo a Skylark.\\nA Briton even in love should be\\nA subject, not a slave\\nEre with Cold Beads of Midnight Dew.\\nScorn not the sonnet. Critic, you have frowned,\\nMindless of its just honours with this key\\nShakespeare unlocked his heart. 1 Scorn not the Sonnet.\\nAnd when a damp\\nFell round the path of Milton, in his hand\\nThe thing became a trumpet whence he blew\\nSoul-animating strains, alas too few. ibid.\\nBut he is risen, a later Star of dawn. A Morning Exercise.\\nBright gem instinct with music, vocal spark. ibid.\\nWhen his veering gait\\nAnd every motion of his starry train\\nSeem governed by a strain\\nOf music, audible to him alone. The Triad.\\n1 With this same key\\nShakespeare unlocked his heart.\\nBrowning: House.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0515.jp2"}, "510": {"fulltext": "486 WORDSWORTH.\\nAlas how little can a moment show\\nOf an eye where feeling plays\\nIn ten thousand dewy rays\\nA face o er which a thousand shadows go Th e Triad.\\nStern Winter loves a dirge-like sound.\\nOn the Power of Sound, xii.\\nThe bosom-weight, your stubborn gift,\\nThat no philosophy can lift. Presentiments.\\nNature s old felicities. The Trosachs.\\nMyriads of daisies have shone forth in flower\\nNear the lark s nest, and in their natural hour\\nHave passed away less happy than the one\\nThat by the unwilling ploughshare died to prove\\nThe tender charm of poetry and love.\\nPoems composed during a Tour in the Summer of 1833. xxxvii.\\nSmall service is true service while it lasts.\\nOf humblest friends, bright creature scorn not one\\nThe daisy, by the shadow that it casts,\\nProtects the lingering dewdrop from the sun.\\nTo a Child, Written in her Album.\\nSince every mortal power of Coleridge\\nWas frozen at its marvellous source,\\nThe rapt one, of the godlike forehead,\\nThe heaven-eyed creature sleeps in earth\\nAnd Lamb, the frolic and the gentle,\\nHas vanished from his lonely hearth.\\nExtempore Effusion upon the Death of James Hogg.\\nHow fast has brother followed brother,\\nFrom sunshine to the sunless land ibid.\\nThose old credulities, to Nature dear,\\nShall they no longer bloom upon the stock\\nOf history Memorials of a Tour in Italy, iv.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0516.jp2"}, "511": {"fulltext": "WORDSWORTH. SCOTT.\\n487\\nHow does the meadow-flower its bloom unfold\\nBecause the lovely little flower is free\\nDown to its root, and in that freedom bold.\\nA Poet He hath put his Heart to School.\\nMinds that have nothing to confer\\nFind little to perceive. Yes, Thou art Fair.\\nSIR WALTER SCOTT. 1771-1832.\\nSuch is the custom of Branksome Hall.\\nLay of the Last Minstrel.\\nIf thou would st view fair Melrose aright,\\nGo visit it by the pale moonlight.\\nfading honours of the dead\\nhigh ambition, lowly laid\\n1 was not always a man of woe.\\nI cannot tell how the truth may be\\nI say the tale as t was said to me.\\nIn peace, Love tunes the shepherd s reed\\nIn war, he mounts the warrior s steed\\nIn halls, in gay attire is seen\\nIn hamlets, dances on the green.\\nLove rules the court, the camp, the grove,\\nAnd men below and saints above\\nFor love is heaven, and heaven is love.\\nHer blue eyes sought the west afar,\\nFor lovers love the western star.\\nAlong thy wild and willow d shore.\\nNe er\\nWas flattery lost on poet s ear\\nA simple race they waste their toil\\nFor the vain tribute of a smile.\\nCanto i. Stanza 7.\\nCanto ii. Stanza 1.\\nStanza 10.\\nStanza 12.\\nStanza 22.\\nCanto Hi. Stanza 1.\\nStanza 24.\\nCanto iv. Stanza 1.\\nStanza 25,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0517.jp2"}, "512": {"fulltext": "488 SCOTT.\\nCall it not vain they do not err\\nWho say that when the poet dies\\nMute Nature mourns her worshipper,\\nAnd celebrates his obsequies.\\nLay of the Last Minstrel. Canto v. Stanza 1.\\nTrue love s the gift which God has given\\nTo man alone beneath the heaven\\nIt is not fantasy s hot fire,\\nWhose wishes soon as granted fly\\nIt liveth not in fierce desire,\\nWith dead desire it doth not die\\nIt is the secret sympathy,\\nThe silver link, the silken tie,\\nWhich heart to heart and mind to mind\\nIn body and in soul can bind. Stanza 13.\\nBreathes there the man with soul so dead\\nWho never to himself hath said,\\nThis is my own, my native land\\nWhose heart hath ne er within him burn d l\\nAs home his footsteps he hath turn d\\nFrom wandering on a foreign strand\\nIf such there breathe, go, mark him well\\nFor him no minstrel raptures swell\\nHigh though his titles, proud his name,\\nBoundless his wealth as wish can claim,\\nDespite those titles, power, and pelf,\\nThe wretch, concentred all in self,\\nLiving, shall forfeit fair renown,\\nAnd, doubly dying, shall go down\\nTo the vile dust from whence he sprung,\\nUnwept, unhonour d, and unsung. 2 Canto vi. Stanza i.\\n1 Did not our heart burn within us while he talked with us by the way\\nLuke xxiv. 32.\\nHath not thy heart within thee burned\\nAt evening s calm and holy hour\\nS. G. Bulfinch: The Voice of God in the Garden.\\n2 See Pope, page 341.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0518.jp2"}, "513": {"fulltext": "scott. 489\\nCaledonia stern and wild,\\nMeet nurse for a poetic child\\nLand of brown heath and shaggy wood\\nLand of the mountain and the flood\\nLay of the Last Minstrel. Canto vl Stanza 2.\\nProf an d the God-given strength, and niarr d the lofty line.\\nMarmion. Introduction to Canto i.\\nJust at the age twixt boy and youth,\\nWhen thought is speech, and speech is truth.\\nIntroduction to Canto ii.\\nWhen, musing on companions gone,\\nWe doubly feel ourselves alone. ma.\\nT is an old tale and often told\\nBut did my fate and wish agree,\\nNe er had been read, in story old,\\nOf maiden true betray d for gold,\\nThat loved, or was avenged, like me. Stanza 27.\\nWhen Prussia hurried to the field,\\nAnd snatch d the spear, but left the shield. 1\\nIntroduction to Canto Hi.\\nIn the lost battle,\\nBorne down by the flying,\\nWhere mingles war s rattle\\nWith groans of the dying. stanza n.\\nWhere s the coward that would not dare\\nTo fight for SUCh a land Canto iv. Stanza 30.\\nLightly from fair to fair he flew,\\nAnd loved to plead, lament, and sue\\nSuit lightly won, and short-lived pain,\\nFor monarchs seldom sigh in vain. Canto v. Stanza 9.\\nWith a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye. 2\\nStanza 12.\\nBut woe awaits a country when\\nShe sees the tears of bearded men. Stanza is.\\n1 See Freneau, page 443.\\n2 Reproof on her lips, but a smile in her eye. Lover Rory 0 More.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0519.jp2"}, "514": {"fulltext": "490 SCOTT.\\nAnd dar st thou then\\nTo beard the lion in his den,\\nThe Douglas in his hall Marmion. Canto vi. Stanza 14.\\nOh what a tangled web we weave,\\nWhen first we practise to deceive Stanza 17.\\nwoman in our hours of ease\\nUncertain, coy, and hard to please,\\nAnd variable as the shade\\nBy the light quivering aspen made\\nWhen pain and anguish wring the brow,\\nA ministering angel thou l stanza so.\\nCharge, Chester, charge on, Stanley, on\\nWere the last words of Marmion. Stanza 32.\\nOh for a blast of that dread horn 2\\nOn Fontarabian echoes borne Stanza 33.\\nTo all, to each, a fair good-night,\\nAnd pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.\\nV Envoy. To the Header.\\nIn listening mood she seemed to stand,\\nThe guardian Naiad of the strand.\\nLady of the Lake. Canto i. Stanza 17.\\nAnd ne er did Grecian chisel trace\\nA Nymph, a Naiad, or a Grace\\nOf finer form or lovelier face. Stanza is.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 144.\\nScott, writing to Southey in 1810, said: A witty rogue the other\\nday, who sent me a letter signed Detector, proved me guilty of stealing a\\npassage from one of Vida s Latin poems, which I had never seen or heard\\nof. The passage alleged to be stolen ends with,\\nWhen pain and anguish wring the brow,\\nA ministering angel thou\\nwhich in Vida ad Eranen, El. ii. v. 21, ran,\\nCum dolor atque supercilio gravis imminet angor,\\nFungeris angelico sola ministerio.\\nIt is almost needless to add, says Mr. Lockhart, there are no such\\nlines. Life of Scott, vol. Hi. p. 294. (American edition.)\\n2 Oh for the voice of that wild horn Rob Roy, chap. ii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0520.jp2"}, "515": {"fulltext": "SCOTT. 491\\nA foot more light, a step more true,\\nXe er from the heath-flower dash d the dew.\\nLady of the Lake. Canto i. Stanza 18.\\nOn his bold visage middle age\\nHad slightly pressed its signet sage,\\nYet had not quench d the open truth\\nAnd fiery vehemence of youth\\nForward and frolic glee was there,\\nThe will to do, the soul to dare. Stanza 21.\\nSleep the sleep that knows not breaking,\\nMorn of toil nor night of waking. Stanza 31.\\nHail to the chief who in triumph advances\\nCanto ii. Stanza 19.\\nSome feelings are to mortals given\\nWith less of earth in them than heaven. Stanza 22.\\nTime rolls his ceaseless course. Canto Hi. Stanza 1.\\nLike the dew on the mountain,\\nLike the foam on the river,\\nLike the bubble on the fountain,\\nThou art gone, and forever Stanza 16.\\nThe rose is fairest when t is budding new,\\nAnd hope is brightest when it dawns from fears.\\nThe rose is sweetest wash d with morning dew.\\nAnd love is loveliest when embalnvd in tears.\\nCanto iv. Stanza 1.\\nArt thou a friend to Eoderick stanza 30.\\nCome one, come all this rock shall fly\\nFrom its firm base as soon as I. Canto v. Stanza 10.\\nAnd the stern joy which warriors feel\\nIn foemen worthy of their steel. ibid.\\nWho o er the herd would wish to reign,\\nFantastic, fickle, fierce, and vain\\nVain as the leaf upon the stream,\\nAnd fickle as a changeful dream", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0521.jp2"}, "516": {"fulltext": "492 scott.\\nFantastic as a woman s mood,\\nAnd fierce as Frenzy s fever d blood.\\nThou many-headed monster thing,\\nOh who would wish to be thy king\\nLady of the Lake. Canto v. Stanza 30.\\nWhere, where was Roderick then\\nOne blast upon his bugle horn\\nWere worth a thousand men. Canto vi. Stanza is.\\nIn man s most dark extremity\\nOft succour dawns from Heaven.\\nLord of the Isles. Canto i. Stanza 20.\\nSpangling the wave with lights as vain\\nAs pleasures in the vale of pain,\\nThat dazzle as they fade. Stanza 23.\\nOh, many a shaft at random sent\\nFinds mark the archer little meant\\nAnd many a word at random spoken\\nMay soothe, or wound, a heart that s broken\\nCanto v. Stanza 18.\\nWhere lives the man that has not tried\\nHow mirth can into folly glide,\\nAnd folly into sin Bridal of Triermain. Canto i. Stanza 21,\\nStill are the thoughts to memory dear.\\nRolceby. Canto i. Stanza 32.\\nA mother s pride, a father s joy. Canto m. Stanza 15.\\nOh, Brignall banks are wild and fair,\\nAnd Greta woods are green,\\nAnd you may gather garlands there\\nWould grace a summer s queen. Stanza ig.\\nThus aged men, full loth and slow,\\nThe vanities of life forego,\\nAnd count their youthful follies o er,\\nTill Memory lends her light no more. Canto v. Stanza i.\\n1 See Massinger, page 194.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0522.jp2"}, "517": {"fulltext": "SCOTT. 493\\nNo pale gradations quench his ray,\\nNo twilight dews his wrath allay.\\nRokeby. Canto vi. Stanza 21.\\nCome as the winds come, when\\nForests are rended\\nCome as the waves come, when\\nNavies are stranded. Pibroch of Donald Dim.\\nBMde is thicker than water. 1 Guy Mannering. Chap, xxvii.\\nA lawyer without history or literature is a mechanic,\\na mere working mason if he possesses some knowledge\\nof these, he may venture to call himself an architect.\\nChap, xxxvii.\\nIt s no fish ye re buying, it s men s lives. 2\\nThe Antiquary. Chap. xi.\\nWhen Israel, of the Lord belov d,\\nOut of the land of bondage came,\\nHer fathers God before her mov d,\\nAn awful guide in smoke and flame.\\nlvanhoe. Chap, xxxlx.\\nSea of upturned faces. 3 R b Roy. chap. xx.\\nThere s a gude time coming. chap, xxxii.\\nMy foot is on my native heath, and my name is\\nMacGregor. chap, xxxiv.\\nScared out of his seven senses. 4 ibid.\\nSound, sound the clarion, fill the fife\\nTo all the sensual world proclaim,\\nOne crowded hour of glorious life\\nIs worth an age without a name.\\nOld Mortality. Chap, xxxiv.\\n1 This proverb, so frequently ascribed to Scott, is a common proverb of the\\nseventeenth century. It is found in Ray and other collections of proverbs.\\n2 It is not linen you re wearing out,\\nBut human creatures s lives.\\nHood Song of the Shirt.\\n3 Daniel Webster: Speech, Sept. 30,1842.\\n4 Huzzaed out of my seven senses. Spectator, No. 616, Nov. 5, 1774.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0523.jp2"}, "518": {"fulltext": "494 SCOTT.\\nThe happy combination of fortuitous circumstances. 1\\nAnswer to the Author of Waver ley to the Letter of\\nCaptain Clutterbuck. The Monastery.\\nWithin that awful volume lies\\nThe mystery of mysteries chap. xii.\\nAnd better had they ne er been born,\\nWho read to doubt, or read to scorn. jud.\\nMy County Guy, the hour is nigh,\\nThe sun has left the lea,\\nThe orange flower perfumes the bower,\\nThe breeze is on the sea. Quentin Durward. Chap. iv.\\nWidowed wife and wedded maid. The Betrothed. Chap. am.\\nWoman s faith and woman s trust,\\nWrite the characters in dust. chap. xx.\\nI am she, most bucolical juvenal, under whose\\ncharge are placed the milky mothers of the herd. 2\\nCh ap. xxviii.\\nBut with the morning cool reflection came. 3\\nChronicles of the Canongate. Chap. iv.\\nWhat can they see in the longest kingly line in Europe,\\nsave that it runs back to a successful soldier 4\\nWoodstock. Chap, xxxvii.\\nThe playbill, which is said to have announced the\\ntragedy of Hamlet, the character of the Prince of Den-\\nmark being left OUt. The Talisman. Introduction.\\n1 Fearful concatenation of circumstances, Daniel Webster Argu-\\nment on the Murder of Captain White, 1830.\\nFortuitous combination of circumstances. Dickens Our Mutual\\nFriend, vol. ii. chap. vii. (American edition).\\n2 See Spenser, page 27.\\n3 See Rowe, page 301.\\n4 Le premier qui fut roi, fut un soldat heureux\\nQui sert bien son pays, n a pas besoin d aieux\\n(The first who was king was a successful soldier. He who serves well his\\ncountry has no need of ancestors). Voltaire Merope, act i. sc 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0524.jp2"}, "519": {"fulltext": "scott. 495\\nKoUSe the lion from his lair. The Talisman. Chap. vi.\\nJock, when ye hae naething else to do, ye may be aye\\nsticking in a tree it will be growing, Jock, when ye re\\nSleeping. 1 Tlie Heart of Midlothian. Chap. viii.\\nFat, fair, and forty. 2 St. Ronan s Well Chap. vii.\\nLambe them, lads lambe them a cant phrase of\\nthe time derived from the fate of Dr. Lambe, an. astrolo-\\nger and quack, who was knocked on the head by the\\nrabble in Charles the First s time.\\nPeveril of the Peak. Chap. xlii.\\nAlthough too much of a soldier among sovereigns,\\nno one could claim with better right to be a sovereign\\namong soldiers. 3 Life of Napoleon.\\nThe sun never sets on the immense empire of\\nCharles V. 4 Ibid. (February, 1807.)\\n1 The very words of a Highland laird, while on his death-bed, to his son.\\n2 See Dn T den, page 275.\\n8 See Pope, page 331.\\n4 A power which has dotted over the surface of the whole globe with her\\npossessions and military posts, whose morning drum-beat, following the sun,\\nand keeping company with the hours, circles the earth with one continuous\\nand unbroken strain of the martial airs of England. Daniel Webster\\nSpeech, May 7, 1834.\\nWhy should the brave Spanish soldier brag the sun never sets in the\\nSpanish dominions, but ever shineth on one part or other we have conquered\\nfor our king V Captain John Smith Advertisements for the Unexperi-\\nenced, fc. (Mass. Hist. Soc. Coll., Third Series, vol. iii. p. 49).\\nIt may be said of them (the Hollanders) as of the Spaniards, that the\\nsun never sets on their dominions. Gage New Survey of the West In-\\ndies. Epistle Dedicatory. (London, 1648.)\\nI am called\\nThe richest monarch in the Christian world\\nThe sun in my dominions never sets.\\nSchiller Bon Karlos, act i. sc. 6.\\nAltera figlia\\nDi quel monarca, a cui\\nNe anco, quando annotta il sol tramonta\\n(The proud daughter of that monarch to whom when it grows dark [else-\\nwhere] the sun never sets). Guarini Pastor Fido (1590). On the mar-\\nriage of the Duke of Savoy with Catherine of Austria.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0525.jp2"}, "520": {"fulltext": "496 MONTGOMERY.\\nJAMES MONTGOMEKY. 1771-1854.\\nWhen the good man yields his breath\\n(For the good man never dies). 1\\nThe Wanderer of Switzerland. Part v.\\nGashed with honourable scars,\\nLow in Glory s lap they, lie\\nThough they fell, they fell like stars,\\nStreaming splendour through the sky.\\nThe Battle of Alexandria.\\nDistinct as the billows, yet one as the sea.\\nThe Ocean. Line 54.\\nOnce, in the flight of ages past,\\nThere lived a man. The Common Lot.\\nCounts his sure gains, and hurries back for more.\\nThe West Indies, Part Hi.\\nHope against hope, and ask till ye receive. 2\\nThe World before the Flood. Canto v.\\nJoys too exquisite to last,\\nAnd yet more exquisite when past. The Little Cloud.\\nBliss in possession will not last\\nEemembered joys are never past\\nAt once the fountain, stream, and sea,\\nThey were, they are, they yet shall be.\\nEriend after friend departs\\nWho hath not lost a friend\\nThere is no union here of hearts\\nThat finds not here an end. Friends.\\niSTor sink those stars in empty night\\nThey hide themselves in heaven s own light. ibid.\\nT is not the whole of life to live,\\n!STor all of death to die. The Issues of Life and Death.\\n1 \u00c2\u00aewf}o-K\u00e2\u0082\u00acii jx)) \\\\ey\u00e2\u0082\u00ac robs ayadovs (Say not that the good die). Calli-\\nmachus Epigram x.\\n2 See Barbauld, page 433.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0526.jp2"}, "521": {"fulltext": "MONTGOMERY. 497\\nBeyond this vale of tears\\nThere is a life above,\\nUnmeasured by the flight of years\\nAnd all that life is love.\\nThe Issues of Life and Death.\\nNight is the time to weep,\\nTo wet with unseen tears\\nThose graves of memory where sleep\\nThe joys of other years. ibid.\\nWho that hath ever been\\nCould bear to be no more\\nYet who would tread again the scene\\nHe trod through life before The Falling Leaf\\nHere in the body pent,\\nAbsent from Him I roam,\\nYet nightly pitch my moving tent\\nA day s march nearer home. At Home in Heaven.\\nIf God hath made this world so fair,\\nWhere sin and death abound,\\nHow beautiful beyond compare\\nWill paradise be found\\nThe Earth full of God s Goodness.\\nReturn unto thy rest, my soul,\\nFrom all the wanderings of thy thought,\\nFrom sickness unto death made whole,\\nSafe through a thousand perils brought.\\nBest for the Soul.\\nPrayer is the soul s sincere desire,\\nUttered or unexpressed,\\nThe motion of a hidden fire\\nThat trembles in the breast. what is Prayer?\\nPrayer is the burden of a sigh,\\nThe falling of a tear,\\nThe upward glancing of an eye\\nWhen none but God is near. ibid.\\n32", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0527.jp2"}, "522": {"fulltext": "498 COLERIDGE.\\nSAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE. 1772-1834.\\nHe holds him with his glittering eye,\\nAnd listens like a three years child. 1\\nThe Ancient Mariner. Part i.\\nRed as a rose is she. ibid.\\nWe were the first that ever burst\\nInto that silent sea. Part a.\\nAs idle as a painted ship\\nUpon a painted ocean. ibid.\\nWater, water, everywhere,\\nNor any drop to drink. ibid.\\nWithout a breeze, without a tide,\\nShe steadies with upright keel. p ar t Hi.\\nThe nightmare Life-in-Death was she. ibid.\\nThe sun s rim dips the stars rush out\\nAt one stride comes the dark\\nWith far-heard whisper o er the sea,\\nOff shot the spectre-bark. ibid.\\nAnd thou art long and lank and brown,\\nAs is the ribbed sea-sand. 2 p a rt iv.\\nAlone, alone, all, all alone\\nAlone on a wide, wide sea. ibid.\\nThe moving moon went up the sky,\\nAnd nowhere did abide\\nSoftly she was going up,\\nAnd a star or two beside. ibid.\\nA spring of love gush d from my heart,\\nAnd I bless d them unaware. ibid.\\n1 Wordsworth, in his Notes to We are Seven, claims to have written\\nthis line.\\n2 Coleridge says: For these lines I am indebted to Mr. Wordsworth.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0528.jp2"}, "523": {"fulltext": "COLERIDGE. 499\\nOh sleep it is a gentle thing,\\nBeloved from pole to pole.\\nThe Ancient Mariner. Part v.\\nA noise like of a hidden brook\\nIn the leafy month of June,\\nThat to the sleeping woods all night\\nSingeth a quiet tune. ibid.\\nLike one that on a lonesome road\\nDoth walk in fear and dread,\\nAnd having once turned round walks on,\\nAnd turns no more his head,\\nBecause he knows a frightful fiend\\nDoth close behind him tread. Part vL\\nSo lonely t was, that God himself\\nScarce seemed there to be. p a rt viL\\nHe prayeth well who loveth well\\nBoth man and bird and beast. ibid.\\nHe prayeth best who loveth best\\nAll things both great and small. md.\\nA sadder and a wiser man,\\nHe rose the morrow morn. md.\\nAnd the spring comes slowly up this way.\\nCkristabeL Part i.\\nA lady richly clad as she,\\nBeautiful exceedingly. md.\\nCarv d with figures strange and sweet,\\nAll made out of the carver s brain. ibid.\\nHer gentle limbs did she undress,\\nAnd lay down in her loveliness. ibid.\\nA sight to dream of, not to tell ibid.\\nThat saints will aid if men will call\\nFor the blue sky bends over all\\nConclusion to part i.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0529.jp2"}, "524": {"fulltext": "500 COLERIDGE.\\nEach matin bell, the Baron saith,\\nKnells us back to a world of death.\\nChristabel. Part ii.\\nHer f ace, oh call it fair, not pale ibid.\\nAlas they had been friends in youth\\nBut whispering tongues can poison truth,\\nAnd constancy lives in realms above\\nAnd life is thorny, and youth is vain,\\nAnd to be wroth with one we love\\nDoth work like madness in the brain. ibid.\\nThey stood aloof, the scars remaining,\\nLike cliffs which had been rent asunder\\nA dreary sea now flows between. ibid.\\nPerhaps t is pretty to force together\\nThoughts so all unlike each other\\nTo mutter and mock a broken charm,\\nTo dally with wrong that does no harm.\\nConclusion to Part ii.\\nIn Xanadu did Kubla Khan\\nA stately pleasure-dome decree,\\nWhere Alph, the sacred river, ran\\nThrough caverns measureless to man\\nDown to a SUnleSS Sea. Kubla Khan.\\nAncestral voices prophesying war. ibid.\\nA damsel with a dulcimer\\nIn a vision once I saw\\nIt was an Abyssinian maid,\\nAnd on her dulcimer she played,\\nSinging of Mount Abora. ibid.\\nFor he on honey-dew hath fed,\\nAnd drunk the milk of Paradise. ibid.\\nEre sin could blight or sorrow fade,\\nDeath came with friendly care\\nThe opening bud to heaven conveyed,\\nAnd bade it bloSSOm there. Epitaph on an Infant", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0530.jp2"}, "525": {"fulltext": "COLERIDGE. 501\\nYes, while I stood and gazed, my temples bare,\\nAnd shot my being through earth, sea, and air,\\nPossessing all things with intensest love,\\nO Liberty my spirit felt thee there. France. An Ode. v.\\nForth from his dark and lonely hiding-place\\n(Portentous sight the owlet Atheism,\\nSailing on obscene wings athwart the noon,\\nDrops his blue-fring d lids, and holds them close,\\nAnd hooting at the glorious sun in heaven\\nCries Out, Where is it Fears in Solitude.\\nAnd the Devil did grin, for his darling sin\\nIs pride that apes humility. 1 The Demi s Thoughts.\\nAll thoughts, all passions, all delights,\\nWhatever stirs this mortal frame,\\nAll are but ministers of Love,\\nAnd feed his sacred flame. Love.\\nBlest hour it was a luxury to be\\nReflections on hai.Ag left a Place of Retirement.\\nA charm\\nFor thee, my gentle-hearted Charles, to whom\\nXo sound is dissonant which tells of life.\\nThis Lime-tree Bower my Prison.\\nHast thou a charm to stay the morning star\\nIn his Steep COUrse Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni.\\nEisest from forth thy silent sea of pines. ibid.\\nMotionless torrents silent cataracts ibid.\\nYe living flowers that skirt the eternal frost. ibid.\\nEarth with her thousand voices praises God. ibid.\\nTranquillity thou better name\\nThan all the family of Fame.\\nOde to Tranquillity.\\n1 His favourite sin\\nIs pride that apes humility.\\nSouthey: The DeviVs Walk.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0531.jp2"}, "526": {"fulltext": "502 COLERIDGE.\\nThe grand old ballad of Sir Patrick Spence.\\nDejection, An Ode. Stanza 1.\\nJoy is the sweet voice, joy the luminous cloud.\\nWe in ourselves rejoice\\nAnd thence flows all that charms or ear or sight,\\nAll melodies the echoes of that voice,\\nAll colours a suffusion from that light. Stanza 5.\\nA mother is a mother still,\\nThe holiest thing alive. The Three GraveSt\\nNever, believe me,\\nAppear the Immortals,\\nNever alone. The Visit of the Gods. (Imitated from Schiller.)\\nJoy rises in me, like a summer s morn.\\nA Christmas Carol, viii.\\nThe knight s bones are dust,\\nAnd his good sword rust\\nHis SOul is with the saints, I trust. 1 The Knight s Tomb.\\nIt sounds like stories from the land of spirits\\nIf any man obtains that which he merits,\\nOr any merit that which he obtains. Complaint.\\nGreatness and goodness are not means, but ends\\nHath he not always treasures, always friends,\\nThe good great man Three treasures, love and light,\\nAnd calm thoughts, regular as infants breath\\nAnd three firm friends, more sure than day and night,\\nHimself, his Maker, and the angel Death. Reproof.\\nMy eyes make pictures when they are shut, a Day-Dream.\\nTo know, to esteem, to love, and then to part,\\nMakes up life s tale to many a feeling heart\\nOn taking Leave of 1817.\\nIn many ways doth the full heart reveal\\nThe presence of the love it would conceal.\\nMotto to Poems written in Later Life.\\n1 Misquoted in Scott s Ivanhoe (and often repeated thus erroneously).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0532.jp2"}, "527": {"fulltext": "COLERIDGE. 503\\nNought cared this body for wind or weather\\nWhen youth and I lived in t together. Youth and Age.\\nFlowers are lovely love is flower-like\\nFriendship is a sheltering tree\\nOh the joys that came down shower-like,\\nOf friendship, love, and liberty,\\nEre I was old ibid.\\nI have heard of reasons manifold\\nWhy Love must needs be blind,\\nBut this the best of all I hold,\\nHis eyes are in his mind. 1\\nTo a Lady, Offended by a Sportive Observation.\\nWhat outward form and feature are\\nHe guesseth but in part\\nBut what within is good and fair\\nHe seeth with the heart. ibid.\\nBe that blind bard who on the Chian strand,\\nBy those deep sounds possessed with inward light,\\nBeheld the Iliad and the Odyssey\\nEise to the swelling of the voiceful sea. 2 Fancy in Nubibus.\\nI counted two-and-seventy stenches,\\nAll well defined, and several stinks. Cologne.\\nThe river Rhine, it is well known,\\nDoth wash your city of Cologne\\nBut tell me, nymphs what power divine\\nShall henceforth wash the river Rhine ibid.\\nStrongly it bears us along in swelling and limitless\\nbillows\\nNothing before and nothing behind but the sky and\\nthe ocean.\\nThe Homeric Hexameter. (Translated from Schiller.)\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 57.\\n2 And Iliad and Odyssey\\nRose to the music of ihe sea.\\nThalatta, p. 132. (From the German of Stolberg.)", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0533.jp2"}, "528": {"fulltext": "504 COLERIDGE.\\nIn the hexameter rises the fountain s silvery column,\\nIn the pentameter aye falling in melody back.\\nThe Ovidian Elegiac Metre. (From Schiller.)\\nI stood in unimaginable trance\\nAnd agony that cannot be remembered.\\nRemorse. Act iv. Sc. 3.\\nThe intelligible forms of ancient poets,\\nThe fair humanities of old religion,\\nThe power, the beauty, and the majesty\\nThat had their haunts in dale or piny mountain,\\nOr forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring,\\nOr chasms and watery depths, all these have vanished\\nThey live no longer in the faith of reason.\\nWallenstein. Part i. Act ii. Sc. 4, (Translated from Schiller.)\\nI We lived and loved. Act a. Sc. 6.\\nClothing the palpable and familiar\\nWith golden exhalations of the dawn.\\nThe Death of Wallenstein. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nOften do the spirits\\nOf great events stride on before the events,\\nAnd in to-day already walks to-morrow. 1 Act v. Sc. l.\\nOur myriad-minded Shakespeare. 2 Biog. Lit. Chap. xv.\\nA dwarf sees farther than the giant when he has the\\ngiant s Shoulder to mount On. 3 The Friend. Sec. i. Essay 8.\\nAn instinctive taste teaches men to build their churches\\nin flat countries, with spire steeples, which, as they can-\\nnot be referred to any other object, point as with silent\\nfinger to the sky and star. 4 ibid., No. u.\\n1 Sed ita a principio inchoatum esse mundum nt certis rebus certa signa\\npnecurrerent (Thus in the beginning the world was so made that certain\\nsigns come before certain events). Cicero Divinatione, liber i, cap. 52.\\nComing events cast their shadows before. Campbell LochieVs\\nWarning.\\nPoets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors\\nof the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present. Shelley\\nA Defence of Poetry.\\n2 li A phrase, says Coleridge, which I have borrowed from a Greek\\nmonk, who applies it to a patriarch of Constantinople.\\n3 See Burton, page 185. 4 See Wordsworth, page 481.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0534.jp2"}, "529": {"fulltext": "COLERIDGE. QUIXCY. 505\\nReviewers are usually people who would have been\\npoets, historians, biographers, if they could they have\\ntried their talents at one or the other, and have failed\\ntherefore they turn critics. 1\\nLectures on Shakespeare and Milton, p. 36. Delivered 1811-1812.\\nSchiller has the material sublime. Table Talk.\\nI wish our clever young poets would remember my\\nhomely definitions of prose and poetry that is, prose,\\nwords in their best order poetry, the best words in\\ntheir best order. ibid.\\nThat passage is what I call the sublime dashed to\\npieces by cutting too close with the fiery four-in-hand\\nround the corner of nonsense. ibid.\\nIago s soliloquy, the motive-hunting of a motiveless\\nmalignity how awful it is\\nNotes on some other Plays of Shakespeare.\\nJOSIAH QUIXCY. 1772-1864.\\nIf this bill [for the admission of Orleans Territory as\\na State] passes, it is my deliberate opinion that it is\\nvirtually a dissolution of the Union that it will free the\\nStates from their moral obligation and, as it will be the\\nright of all, so it will be the duty of some, definitely to\\nprepare for a separation, amicably if they can, violently\\nif they must. 2\\nAbridged Cong. Debates, Jan. 14, 1811. Vol. iv.p. 327.\\n1 Reviewers, with some rare exceptions, are a most stupid and malignant\\nrace. As a bankrupt thief turns thief-taker in despair, so an unsuccessful\\nauthor turns critic. Shelley Fragments of Adonais.\\nYou know who critics are The men who have failed in literature and\\nart. Disraeli: Lothair, chap. xxxv.\\n2 The gentleman [Mr. Quincy] cannot have forgotten his own sentiment,\\nuttered even on the floor of this House, Peaceably if we can, forcibly if we\\nmust. Henry Clay Speech, Jan. 8, 1813.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0535.jp2"}, "530": {"fulltext": "506 SOUTHEY.\\nKOBERT SOUTHEY. 1774-1843.\\nYou are old, Father William/ trie young man cried,\\nThe few locks which are left you are gray\\nYou are hale, Father William, a hearty old man,\\nNow tell me the reason I pray.\\nThe Old Man s Comforts, and how he gained them.\\nThe march of intellect. 1\\nColloquies on the Progress and Prospects of Society. Vol. ii.\\np. 360. The Doctor, Chap. Extraordinary.\\nThe laws are with us, and God on our side.\\nOn the Rise and Progress of Popular Disaffection (1817).\\nEssay mil. Vol. ii. p. 107.\\nAgreed to differ. Life of Wesley.\\nMy days among the dead are passed\\nAround me I behold,\\nWhere er these casual eyes are cast,\\nThe mighty minds of old\\nMy never-failing friends are they,\\nWith whom I converse day by day.\\nOccasional Pieces, xviii.\\nHow does the water\\nCome down at Lodore\\nThe Cataract of Lodore.\\nSo I told them in rhyme,\\nFor of rhymes I had store. ibid.\\nThrough moss and through brake. ibid.\\nHelter-skelter,\\nHurry-scurry. ibid.\\nA sight to delight in. ibid.\\nAnd so never ending, but always descending. ibid.\\nAnd this way the water comes down at Lodore. ibid.\\n1 See Burke, page 408.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0536.jp2"}, "531": {"fulltext": "SOUTHEY. 507\\nHe passed a cottage with a double coach-house,\\nA cottage of gentility\\nAnd he owned with a grin,\\nThat his favourite sin\\nIs pride that apes humility. 1 The Devil s Wall.\\nWhere Washington hath left\\nHis awful memory\\nA light for after times\\nOde written during the War with America, 1814.\\nHow beautiful is night\\nA dewy freshness fills the silent air\\nNo mist obscures nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain,\\nBreaks the serene of heaven\\nIn full-orbed glory, yonder moon divine\\nEolls through the dark blue depths\\nBeneath her steady ray\\nThe desert circle spreads\\nLike the round ocean, girdled with the sky.\\nHow beautiful is night Tkalaba. Booh i. Stanza 1.\\nBut what good came of it at last\\nQuoth little Peterkin.\\nWhy, that I cannot tell, said he\\nBut 7 t was a famous victory. The Battle of Blenheim.\\nBlue, darkly, deeply, beautifully blue. 2\\nMadoc in Wales. Part i. 5.\\nWhat will not woman, gentle woman dare,\\nWhen strong affection stirs her spirit up p a n U. 2.\\nAnd last of all an Admiral came,\\nA terrible man with a terrible name,\\nA name which you all know by sight very well,\\nBut which no one can speak, and no one can spell.\\nThe March to Moscow. Stanza 8.\\n1 See Coleridge, page 501.\\n2 Darkly, deeply, beautifully blue,\\nAs some one somewhere sings about the sky.\\nByron: Don Juan, canto iv. stanza 110.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0537.jp2"}, "532": {"fulltext": "508 SOUTHEY. LA1VIB.\\nFrom his brimstone bed, at break of day,\\nA-walking the Devil is gone,\\nTo look at his little snug farm of the World,\\nAnd see how his stock went on.\\nThe DeviVs Walk. Stanza 1.\\nThey sin who tell us love can die\\nWith life all other passions fly,\\nAll others are but vanity.\\nLove is indestructible,\\nIts holy flame forever burnetii\\nFrom heaven it came, to heaven returneth.\\nIt soweth here with toil and care,\\nBut the harvest-time of love is there.\\nThe Curse of Kehama. Canto x. Stanza 10.\\nOh, when a mother meets on high\\nThe babe she lost in infancy,\\nHath she not then for pains and fears,\\nThe day of woe, the watchful night,\\nFor all her sorrow, all her tears,\\nAn over-payment of delight stanza n.\\nThou hast been called, sleep the friend of woe\\nBut t is the happy that have called thee so.\\nCanto xv. Stanza 11.\\nThe Satanic School. Vision of Judgment. Original Preface.\\nCHARLES LAMB. 1775-1834.\\nThe red-letter days now become, to all intents and\\npurposes, dead-letter days. Oxford in the Vacation.\\nFor with G. D., to be absent from the body is some-\\ntimes (not to speak profanely) to be present with the\\nLord. ibid.\\nA clear fire, a clean hearth, and the rigour of the\\ngame. Mrs. Battle s Opinions on Whist.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0538.jp2"}, "533": {"fulltext": "LAMB. 509\\nSentimentally I am disposed to harmony but or-\\nganically I am incapable of a tune. a Chapter on Ears.\\nXot if I know myself at all. The Old and New Schoolmaster.\\nIt is good to love the unknown. Valentine s Day.\\nThe pilasters reaching down were adorned with a\\nglistering substance (I know not what) under glass\\n(as it seemed), resembling a homely fancy, but I\\njudged it to be sugar-candy yet to my raised imagi-\\nnation, divested of its homelier qualities, it appeared\\na glorified Candy. Essays of Ella. My First Play.\\nPresents, I often say, endear absents.\\nA Dissertation upon Roast Pig.\\nIt argues an insensibility. ibid.\\nBooks which are no books. Detached Thoughts on Books.\\nYour absence of mind we have borne, till your pres-\\nence of body came to be called in question by it.\\nAmicus Redivivus.\\nGone before\\nTo that unknown and silent shore. Hester. Stanza 7.\\nI have had playmates, I have had companions,\\nIn my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days.\\nAll, all are gone, the old familiar faces, old Familiar Faces.\\nFor thy sake, tobacco, I\\nWould do anything but die. A Farewell to Tobacco.\\nAnd half had staggered that stout Stagirite.\\nWritten at Cambridge.\\nWho first invented work, and bound the free\\nAnd holiday-rejoicing spirit down\\nTo that dry drudgery at the desk s dead wood\\nSabbathless Satan Work.\\nI like you and your book, ingenious Hone\\nIn whose capacious all-embracing leaves", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0539.jp2"}, "534": {"fulltext": "510 LAMB. SMITH. PITT.\\nThe very marrow of tradition s shown\\nAnd all that history, much that fiction weaves.\\nTo the Editor of the Every-Day Boole.\\nHe might have proved a useful adjunct, if not an orna-\\nment to Society. Captain StarJcey.\\nNeat, not gaudy. 1 Letter to Wordsworth, 1806.\\nMartin, if dirt was trumps, what hands you would\\nhold Lamb s Suppers.\\nReturning to town in the stage-coach, which was filled\\nwith Mr. Gilman s guests, we stopped for a minute or\\ntwo at Kentish Town. A woman asked the coachman,\\nAre you full inside Upon which Lamb put his\\nhead through the window and said, I am quite full\\ninside that last piece of pudding at Mr. Gilman s did\\nthe business for me. Autobiographical Recollections. (Leslie.)\\nJAMES SMITH. 1775-1839.\\nNo Drury Lane for you to-day.\\nRejected Addresses. The Baby s Debut.\\nI saw them go one horse was blind,\\nThe tails of both hung down behind,\\nTheir shoes were on their feet. jud.\\nLax in their gaiters, laxer in their gait. The Theatre.\\nWILLIAM PITT. 1840.\\nA strong nor -wester s blowing, Bill\\nHark don t ye hear it roar now\\nLord help em, how I pities them\\nUnhappy folks On shore now The Sailor s Consolation.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 130.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0540.jp2"}, "535": {"fulltext": "PITT. LANDOR. 511\\nMy eyes what tiles and chimney-pots\\nAbout their heads are flying The Sailor s Consolation.\\nWALTER SAVAGE LAXDOR. 1775-1864.\\nRose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes\\nMay weep, but never see,\\nA night of memories and of sighs\\nI consecrate to thee. R 0S e Aylmer.\\nWearers of rings and chains\\nPray do not take the pains\\nTo set me right.\\nIn vain my faults ye quote\\nDante as others wrote\\nOn Sunium s hight.\\nThe last Fruit of an old Tree. Epigram cvi,\\nShakespeare is not our poet, but the world s, 1\\nTherefore on him no speech And brief for thee,\\nBrowning Since Chaucer was alive and hale,\\nNo man hath walk d along our roads with steps\\nSo active, so inquiring eye, or tongue\\nSo varied in discourse. To Robert Browning.\\nThe Siren waits thee, singing song for song, ibid.\\nBut I have sinuous shells of pearly hue\\nWithin, and they that lustre have imbibed\\nIn the sun s palace-porch, where when unyoked\\nHis chariot-wheel stands midway in the wave\\nShake one, and it awakens then apply\\nIts polisht lips to your attentive ear,\\n1 Nor sequent centuries could hit\\nOrbit and sum of Shakespeare s wit.\\nR. W. Emerson May-Day and Other Pieces. Solution.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0541.jp2"}, "536": {"fulltext": "512 LANDOR. CAMPBELL.\\nAnd it remembers its august abodes,\\nAnd murmurs as the ocean murmurs there. 1\\nGebir. Book i. (1798).\\nPast are three summers since she first beheld\\nThe ocean all around the child await\\nSome exclamation of amazement here.\\nShe coldly said, her long-lasht eyes abased,\\nIs this the mighty ocean? is this all?\\nThat wondrous soul Charoba once possest,\\nCapacious, then, as earth or heaven could hold,\\nSoul discontented with capacity,\\nIs gone (I fear) forever. Need I say\\nShe was enchanted by the wicked spells\\nOf Gebir, whom with lust of power inflamed\\nThe western winds have landed on our coast\\nI since have watcht her in lone retreat,\\nHave heard her sigh and soften out the name. 2 Booh ii.\\nI strove with none, for none was worth my strife\\nNature I loved and next to Nature, Art.\\nI warm d both hands against the fire of life\\nIt sinks, and I am ready to depart.\\nDying Speech of an old Philosopher.\\nTHOMAS CAMPBELL. 1777-1844.\\nT is distance lends enchantment to the view,\\nAnd robes the mountain in its azure hue. 3\\nPleasures of Hope. Part i. Line 7.\\n1 See Wordsworth, page 480.\\nPoor shell that Wordsworth so pounded and flattened in his marsh it\\nno longer had the hoarseness of a sea, but of a hospital. Landor Letter\\nto John Forster.\\n2 These lines were specially singled out for admiration by Shelley, Hum-\\nphrey Davy, Scott, and many remarkable men. Forster: Life of Landor,\\nvol. i. p. 95.\\n3 See John Webster, page 181.\\nThe mountains too, at a distance, appear airy masses and smooth, but\\nseen near at hand they are rough. Diogenes Laertius Pyrrho, ix.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0542.jp2"}, "537": {"fulltext": "CAMPBELL. 513\\nBut Hope, the charmer, linger cl still behind.\\nPleasures of Hope. Part i. Line 40.\\nHeaven he cried, my bleeding country save Line 359.\\nHope for a season bade the world farewell,\\nAnd Freedom shriek d as Kosciusko fell x Line 38i.\\nOn Prague s proud arch the fires of ruin glow,\\nHis blood-dyed waters murmuring far below. Line 385.\\nAnd rival all but Shakespeare s name below. Line 472.\\nWho hath not own d, with rax^ture-smitten frame,\\nThe power of grace, the magic of a name p a n a. Line 5.\\nWithout the smile from partial beauty won,\\nOh what were man a world without a sun. Line 21.\\nThe world was sad, the garden was a wild,\\nAnd man the hermit sigk d till woman smiled.\\nLine 37.\\nWhile Memory watches o er the sad review\\nOf joys that faded like the morning dew. Line 45.\\nThere shall he love when genial morn appears,\\nLike pensive Beauty smiling in her tears. Line 95.\\nAnd muse on Nature with a poet s eye. Line 98.\\nThat gems the starry girdle of the year. Line 194.\\nMelt and dispel, ye spectre-doubts, that roll\\nCimmerian darkness o er the parting soul\\nLine 263.\\nstar-eyed Science hast thou wandered there,\\nTo waft us home the message of despair Line 325.\\nBut sad as angels for the good man s sin,\\nWeep to record, and blush to give it in. 2 Line 357.\\n1 At length, fatigued with life, he bravely fell,\\nAnd health with Boerhaave bade the world farewell.\\nChurch: The Choice (1754).\\n2 See Sterne, page 379,\\n33", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0543.jp2"}, "538": {"fulltext": "514 CAMPBELL.\\nCease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind,\\nBut leave, oh leave the light of Hope behind\\nWhat though my winged hours of bliss have been\\nLike angel visits, few and far between. 1\\nPleasures of Hope, Part ii. Line 375.\\nThe hunter and the deer a shade. 2\\nO Connor s Child. Stanza 5.\\nAnother s sword has laid him low,\\nAnother s and another s\\nAnd every hand that dealt the blow\\nAh me it was a brother s stanza 10.\\nT is the sunset of life gives me mystical lore,\\nAnd coming events cast their shadows before. 3\\nLochieVs Warning.\\nShall victor exult, or in death be laid low,\\nWith his back to the field and his feet to the foe,\\nAnd leaving in battle no blot on his name,\\nLook proudly to heaven from the death-bed of fame.\\nIbid.\\nAnd rustic life and poverty\\nGrow beautiful beneath his touch.\\nOde to the Memory of Burns.\\nWhose lines are mottoes of the heart,\\nWhose truths electrify the sage. md.\\nYe mariners of England,\\nThat guard our native seas\\nWhose flag has braved, a thousand years,\\nThe battle and the breeze\\nYe Mariners of England.\\nBritannia needs no bulwarks,\\nNo towers along the steep\\nHer march is o er the mountain waves,\\nHer home is on the deep. ibid.\\n1 See Norris, page 281. 2 See Freneau, page 443.\\n3 See Coleridge, page 504.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0544.jp2"}, "539": {"fulltext": "CAMPBELL. 515\\nWhen the stormy winds do blow x\\nWhen the battle rages loud and long,\\nAnd the stormy winds do blow.\\nYe Mariners of England.\\nThe meteor flag of England\\nShall yet terrific burn,\\nTill danger s troubled night depart,\\nAnd the star of peace return. ibid.\\nThere was silence deep as death,\\nAnd the boldest held his breath\\nFor a time. Battle of the Baltic.\\nThe combat deepens. On, ye brave,\\nWho rush to glory or the grave\\nWave, Munich all thy banners wave,\\nAnd charge with all thy chivalry Hohenlinden.\\nFew, few shall part where many meet\\nThe snow shall be their winding-sheet,\\nAnd every turf beneath their feet\\nShall be a soldier s sepulchre. ibid.\\nThere came to the beach a poor exile of Erin,\\nThe dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill\\nFor his country he sigh d, when at twilight repairing\\nTo wander alone by the wind-beaten hill.\\nThe Exile of Erin.\\nTo bear is to conquer our fate.\\nOn visiting a Scene in Argyleshire.\\nThe sentinel stars set their watch in the sky. 2\\nThe Soldier s Dream.\\nIn life s morning march, when my bosom was young.\\nIbid.\\nBut sorrow return d with the dawning of morn,\\nAnd the voice in my dreaming ear melted away. ibid.\\n1 When the stormy winds do blow. Maktyn Parker: Ye Gentlemen\\nof England.\\n2 The starres, bright centinels of the skies. Habington: Castara, Dia-\\nlogue between Night and Araphil.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0545.jp2"}, "540": {"fulltext": "516 CAMPBELL. CLAY.\\nTriumphal arch, that fill st the sky\\nWhen storms prepare to part,\\nI ask not proud Philosophy\\nTo teach me what thou art. To the Rainbow.\\nA stoic of the woods, a man without a tear.\\nGertrude of Wyoming. Part i. Stanza 23.\\nLove in such a wilderness as this. p ar t hi. Stanza i.\\nThe torrent s smoothness, ere it dash below stanza 5.\\nAgain to the battle, Achaians\\nOur hearts bid the tyrants defiance\\nOur land, the first garden of Liberty s tree,\\nIt has been, and shall yet be, the land of the free.\\nSong of the Greeks.\\nDrink ye to her that each loves best\\nAnd if you nurse a flame\\nThat s told but to her mutual breast,\\nWe will not ask her name. Drink ye to Her.\\nTo live in hearts we leave behind\\nIs not to die. Hallowed Ground.\\nOh leave this barren spot to me\\nSpare, woodman, spare the beechen tree\\nThe Beech-Tree s Petition.\\nHENRY CLAY. 1777-1852.\\nThe gentleman Josiah Quincy] cannot have forgotten\\nhis own sentiment, uttered even on the floor of this\\nHouse, Peaceably if we can, forcibly if we must. 2\\nSpeech, 1813.\\n1 Woodman, spare that tree\\nTouch not a single bough\\nG. P. Morris: Woodman, spare that Tree.\\n2 See Quincy, page 505.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0546.jp2"}, "541": {"fulltext": "CLAY. KEY. SMITH. 517\\nGovernment is a trust; and the officers of the govern-\\nment are trustees and both the trust and the trustees\\nare created for the benefit of the people.\\nSpeech at Ashland, Ky., March, 1S29.\\nI have heard something said about allegiance to the\\nSouth. I know no South, no ISTorth, no East, no West,\\nto which I owe any allegiance. Speech, 1848.\\nSir, I would rather be right than be President.\\nSpeech, 1850 (referring to the Compromise Measures).\\nF. S. KEY. 1779-1843.\\nAnd the star-spangled banner, oh long may it wave\\nO er the land of the free and the home of the brave\\nThe Star-Spangled Banner.\\nPraise the Power that hath made and preserved us a\\nnation x\\nThen conquer we must when our cause it is just,\\nAnd this be our motto, In God is our trust\\nAnd the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave\\nO er the land of the free and the home of the brave.\\nIbid.\\nHORACE SMITH. 1779-1849.\\nThinking is but an idle waste of thought,\\nAnd nought is everything and everything is nought.\\nRejected Addresses. Cui Bono t\\nIn the name of the Prophet figs. Johnsons Ghost.\\nAnd thou hast walked about (how strange a story\\nIn Thebes s streets three thousand years ago,\\nWhen the Memnonium was in all its glory.\\nAddress to the Mummy at BelzonVs Exhibition.\\n1 It made and preserves us a nation. Morris: The Flag of our Union.", "height": "4494", "width": "2764", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0547.jp2"}, "542": {"fulltext": "518 MOORE.\\nTHOMAS MOOSE. 1779-1852.\\nWhen Time who steals our years away\\nShall steal our pleasures too,\\nThe mem/ry of the past will stay,\\nAnd half Our joys renew. Song. From Juvenile Poems.\\nWeep on and as thy sorrows flow,\\nI 11 taste the luxury of WOe. Anacreontic.\\nWhere bastard Freedom waves\\nThe fustian flag in mockery over slaves.\\nTo the Lord Viscount Forbes, written from the City of Washington.\\nHow shall we rank thee upon glory s page,\\nThou more than soldier, and just less than sage?\\nTo Thomas Hume.\\nI knew, by the smoke that so gracefully curl d\\nAbove the green elms, that a cottage was near\\nAnd I said, If there s peace to be found in the world,\\nA heart that was humble might hope for it here.\\nBallad Stanzas.\\nFaintly as tolls the evening chime,\\nOur voices keep tune and our oars keep time.\\nA Canadian Boat-Song.\\nRow, brothers, row, the stream runs fast,\\nThe rapids are near, and the daylight s past. ibid.\\nThe minds of some of our statesmen, like the pupil\\nof the human eye, contract themselves the more, the\\nstronger light there is shed upon them.\\nPreface to Corruption and Intolerance.\\nLike a young eagle who has lent his plume\\nTo fledge the shaft by which he meets his doom/6\\nSee their own featherfe pluck d to wing the dart jn\\nWhich rank corruption destines for their heart. 1\\nCoemption.\\ni See Waller, page 220.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0548.jp2"}, "543": {"fulltext": "MOORE. 519\\nA Persian s heaven is eas ly made\\nT is but black eyes and lemonade.\\nIntercepted Letters. Letter vi.\\nThere was a little man, and he had a little soul\\nAnd he said, Little Soul, let us try, try, try\\nLittle Man and Little Soul.\\nGo where glory waits thee 1\\nBut while fame elates thee,\\nOh, still remember me\\nGo where Glory waits thee.\\nOh, breathe not his name let it sleep in the shade,\\nWhere cold and unhonour d his relics are laid,\\nOh breathe not his Name.\\nAnd the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls,\\nShall long keep his memory green in our souls. ibid.\\nThe harp that once through Tara s halls\\nThe soul of music shed,\\nNow hangs as mute on Tara s walls\\nAs if that soul were fled.\\nSo sleeps the pride of former days,\\nSo glory s thrill is o er\\nAnd hearts that once beat high for praise\\nNow feel that pulse no more.\\nThe Harp that once through Tara s Halls.\\nWho ran\\nThrough each mode of the lyre, and was master of all.\\nOn the Death of Sheridan.\\nWhose wit in the combat, as gentle as bright,\\nNe er carried a heart-stain away on its blade. ibid.\\nGood at a fight, but better at a play\\nGodlike in giving, but the devil to pay.\\nOn a Cast of Sheridan s Hand.\\n1 This going ware glory waits ye haint one agreeable feetur. Lowell,\\nThe Biglow Papers. First Series, No. 11.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0549.jp2"}, "544": {"fulltext": "520 MOOBE.\\nThough an angel should write, still t is devils must print.\\nThe Fudges in England. Letter Hi.\\nFly not yet t is just the hour\\nWhen pleasure, like the midnight flower\\nThat scorns the eye of vulgar light,\\nBegins to bloom for sons of night\\nAnd maids who love the moon. Fly not yet.\\nOh stay oh stay\\nJoy so seldom weaves a chain\\nLike this to-night, that oh t is pain\\nTo break its links so soon. ibid.\\nWhen did morning ever break,\\nAnd find such beaming eyes awake ibid.\\nAnd the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers\\nIs always the first to be touched by the thorns.\\nOh think not my Spirits are always as light.\\nRich and rare were the gems she wore,\\nAnd a bright gold ring on her wand she bore.\\nRich and rare were the Gems she wore.\\nThere is not in the wide world a valley so sweet\\nAs that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.\\nThe Meeting of the Waters.\\nOh, weep for the hour\\nWhen to Eveleen s bower\\nThe lord of the valley with false vows came.\\nEveleen s Bower.\\nShall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side\\nIn the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree\\nCome, send round the Wine.\\nNo, the heart that has truly lov d never forgets,\\nBut as truly loves on to the close\\nAs the sunflower turns on her god when he sets\\nThe same look which she turn d when he rose.\\nBelieve me, if all those endearing young Charms.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0550.jp2"}, "545": {"fulltext": "MOORE. 521\\nThe moon looks\\nOn many brooks,\\nThe brook can see no moon but this.\\nWhile gazing on the Moon s Light.\\nAnd when once the young heart of a maiden is stolen,\\nThe maiden herself will steal after it soon.\\nOmens.\\nT is sweet to think that where er we rove\\nWe are sure to find something blissful and dear\\nAnd that when we re far from the lips we love,\\nWe ve but to make love to the lips we are near.\\nTis sweet to think.\\nT is believed that this harp which I wake now for thee\\nWas a siren of old who sung under the sea.\\nThe Origin of the Harp.\\nBut there s nothing half so sweet in life\\nAs love s young dream. Love s Young Dream.\\nTo live with them is far less sweet\\nThan to remember thee. 2 saw thy Form.\\nEyes of unholy blue.\\nBy that Lake whose gloomy Shore.\\nT is the last rose of summer,\\nLeft blooming alone. The Last Rose of Summer.\\nWhen true hearts lie withered\\nAnd fond ones are flown,\\nOh, who would inhabit\\nThis bleak world alone ibid.\\nAnd the best of all ways\\nTo lengthen our days\\nIs to steal a few hours from the night, my dear.\\nThe Young May Moon.\\n1 This image was suggested by the following thought, which occurs some-\\nwhere in Sir William Jones s Works: The moon looks upon many night-\\nflowers; the ni^ht-flower sees but one moon.\\n2 In imitation of Shenstone s inscription, Heu! quanto minus est cum\\nreliquis versari quam tui meminisse.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0551.jp2"}, "546": {"fulltext": "522 MOORE.\\nYou may break, you may shatter the vase if you will,\\nBut the scent of the roses will hang round it still.\\nFarewell But whenever you welcome the Hour.\\nThus, when the lamp that lighted\\nThe traveller at first goes out,\\nHe feels awhile benighted,\\nAnd looks around in fear and doubt.\\nBut soon, the prospect clearing,\\nBy cloudless starlight on he treads,\\nAnd thinks no lamp so cheering\\nAs that light which Heaven sheds.\\nI d mourn the Hopes.\\nNo eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us,\\nAll earth forgot, and all heaven around us.\\nCome o er the Sea.\\nThe light that lies\\nIn woman s eyes.\\nThe Time I ve lost in wooing.\\nMy only books\\nWere woman s looks,\\nAnd folly s all they ve taught me. ibid.\\nI know not, I ask not, if guilt s in that heart,\\nI but know that I love thee whatever thou art.\\nCome, rest in this Bosom.\\nTo live and die in scenes like this,\\nWith some we ve left behind us.\\nAs slow our Ship.\\nWert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious, and free,\\nFirst flower of the earth and first gem of the sea.\\nRemember Thee.\\nAll that s bright must fade,\\nThe brightest still the fleetest\\nAll that s sweet was made\\nBut to be lost when sweetest.\\nAll that 5 Bright must fade.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0552.jp2"}, "547": {"fulltext": "MOORE. 523\\nThose evening bells those evening bells\\nHow many a tale their music tells\\nOf youth and home, and that sweet time\\nWhen last I heard their soothing chime\\nThose Evening Bells.\\nOft in the stilly night,\\nEre slumber s chain has bound me,\\nFond memory brings the light\\nOf other days around me\\nThe smiles, the tears,\\nOf boyhood s years,\\nThe words of love then spoken\\nThe eyes that shone\\nNow dimmed and gone,\\nThe cheerful hearts now broken.\\nOft in the Stilly Night.\\nI feel like one\\nWho treads alone\\nSome banquet-hall deserted,\\nWhose lights are fled,\\nWhose garlands dead,\\nAnd all but he departed. ibid.\\nAs half in shade and half in sun\\nThis world along its path advances,\\nMay that side the sun s upon\\nBe all that e er shall meet thy glances\\nPeace be around Thee.\\nIf I speak to thee in friendship s name,\\nThou think st I speak too coldly\\nIf I mention love s devoted flame,\\nThou say st I speak too boldly. Row shall 1 wool\\nA friendship that like love is warm\\nA love like friendship, steady. Ibid.\\nThe bird let loose in Eastern skies,\\nReturning fondly home,\\nNe er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies\\nWhere idle warblers roam", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0553.jp2"}, "548": {"fulltext": "524 MOORE.\\nBut high she shoots through air and light,\\nAbove all low delay,\\nWhere nothing earthly bounds her flight,\\nNor shadow dims her way. oh that l had Wings.\\nThis world is all a fleeting show,\\nFor man s illusion given\\nThe smiles of joy, the tears of woe,\\nDeceitful shine, deceitful flow,\\nThere s nothing true but Heaven.\\nThis World is all a fleeting Show.\\nSound the loud timbrel o er Egypt s dark sea\\nJehovah has triumph d, his people are free.\\nSound the loud Timbrel.\\nAs down in the sunless retreats of the ocean\\nSweet flowers are springing no mortal can see,\\nSo deep in my soul the still prayer of devotion,\\nUnheard by the world, rises silent to Thee.\\nAs still to the star of its worship, though clouded,\\nThe needle points faithfully o er the dim sea,\\nSo dark when I roam in this wintry world shrouded,\\nThe hope of my spirit turns trembling to Thee.\\nThe Heart s Prayer.\\nHere bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish\\nEarth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.\\nCome, ye Disconsolate.\\nOh call it by some better name,\\nFor friendship sounds too cold.\\nOh call it by some better Name.\\nWhen twilight dews are falling soft\\nUpon the rosy sea, love,\\nI watch the star whose beam so oft\\nHas lighted me to thee, love.\\nWhen Twilight Dews.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0554.jp2"}, "549": {"fulltext": "MOORE. 525\\nI give thee all, I can no more,\\nThough poor the offering be\\nMy heart and lute are all the store\\nThat I can bring to thee. 1\\nMy Heart and Lute.\\nWho has not felt how sadly sweet\\nThe dream of home, the dream of home,\\nSteals o er the heart, too soon to fleet,\\nWhen far o er sea or land we roam\\nThe Dream of Home.\\nTo Greece we give our shining blades.\\nEvenings in Greece. First Evening.\\nWhen thus the heart is in a vein\\nOf tender thought, the simplest strain\\nCan touch it with peculiar power. ibid.\\nIf thou would st have me sing and play\\nAs once I play d and sung,\\nFirst take this time-worn lute away,\\nAnd bring one freshly strung.\\nIf Thou would st have Me sing and play.\\nTo sigh, yet feel no pain\\nTo weep, yet scarce know why\\nTo sport an hour with Beauty s chain,\\nThen throw it idly by. The Blue Stocking.\\nAy, down to the dust with them, slaves as they are\\nFrom this hour let the blood in their dastardly veins,\\nThat shrunk at the first touch of Liberty s war,\\nBe wasted for tyrants, or stagnant in chains.\\nOn the Entry of the Austrians into Naples, 1821.\\nThis narrow isthmus twixt two boundless seas,\\nThe past, the future, two eternities\\nLalla Rookh, The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan.\\nBut Faith, fanatic Faith, once wedded fast\\nTo some dear falsehood, hugs it to the last. ibid.\\n1 This song was introduced in Kemble s Lodoiska, act iii. sc. 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0555.jp2"}, "550": {"fulltext": "526 MOORE.\\nThere s a bower of roses by Bendemeer s stream.\\nLalla Rookh. The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan,\\nLike the stain d web that whitens in the sun,\\nGrow pure by being purely shone upon. i^d.\\nOne morn a Peri at the gate\\nOf Eden stood disconsolate. Paradise and the Peri.\\nTake all the pleasures of all the spheres,\\nAnd multiply each through endless years,\\nOne minute of heaven is worth them all. ibid.\\nBut the trail of the serpent is over them all. jbid.\\nOh, ever thus, from childhood s hour,\\nI We seen my fondest hopes decay\\nI never loved a tree or flower\\nBut t was the first to fade away.\\nI never nurs d a dear gazelle,\\nTo glad me with its soft black eye,\\nBut when it came to know me well\\nAnd love me, it was Sure to die. The Fire-Worshippers.\\nOh for a tongue to curse the slave\\nWhose treason, like a deadly blight,\\nComes o er the councils of the brave,\\nAnd blasts them in their hour of might ibid.\\nBeholding heaven, and feeling hell. ibid.\\nAs sunshine broken in the rill,\\nThough turned astray, is sunshine still. ibid.\\nFarewell, farewell to thee, Araby s daughter\\nThus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea. ibid.\\nAlas how light a cause may move\\nDissension between hearts that love\\nHearts that the world in vain had tried,\\nAnd sorrow but more closely tied\\nThat stood the storm when waves were rough.,\\nYet in a sunny hour fall off,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0556.jp2"}, "551": {"fulltext": "MOORE. DENMAN.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 MOORE. BROUGHAM. 527\\nLike ships that have gone down at sea\\nWhen heaven was all tranquillity.\\nLalla Rookh. The Light of the Harem.\\nLove on through all ills, and love on till they die. jua.\\nAnd oh if there be an Elysium on earth,\\nIt is this, it is this ibid.\\nHumility, that low, sweet root\\nFrom which all heavenly virtues shoot.\\nThe Loves of the Angels. The Third Angel s Story.\\nLORD DENMAN. 1779-1854\\nA delusion, a mockery, and a snare.\\n0 Connell v. The Queen, 11 ClarTc and Finnelly Reports.\\nThe mere repetition of the Cantilena of lawyers can-\\nnot make it law, unless it can be traced to some compe-\\ntent authority and if it be irreconcilable, to some clear\\nlegal principle. ibid.\\nCLEMENT C. MOORE. 1779-1863.\\nT was the night before Christmas, when all through the\\nhouse\\nNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse\\nThe stockings were hung by the chimney with care,\\nIn hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be .there.\\nA Visit from St. Nicholas.\\nLORD BROUGHAM. 1779-1868.\\nLet the soldier be abroad if he will, he can do nothing\\nin this age. There is another personage, a personage\\nless imposing in the eyes of some, perhaps insignificant.\\nThe schoolmaster is abroad, and I trust to him, armed\\nwith his primer, against the soldier in full military array.\\nSpeech, Jan. 29, 1828.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0557.jp2"}, "552": {"fulltext": "528 BROUGHAM. JAMES. MINER.\\nIn my mind, he was guilty of no error, he was charge-\\nable with no exaggeration, he was betrayed by his fancy\\ninto no metaphor, who once said that all we see about\\nus, kings, lords, and Commons, the whole machinery of\\nthe State, all the apparatus of the system, and its varied\\nworkings, end in simply bringing twelve good men into\\na box. Present Slate of the Law, Feb. 7, 1828.\\nPursuit of knowledge under difficulties. 1\\nDeath was now armed with a new terror. 2\\nPAUL MOON JAMES, 1780-1854.\\nThe scene was more beautiful far to the eye\\nThan if day in its pride had arrayed it. The Beacon.\\nAnd o er them the lighthouse looked lovely as hope,\\nThat star of life s tremulous ocean. ibid.\\nCHARLES MINER. 1780-1865.\\nWhen I see a merchant over-polite to his customers,\\nbegging them to taste a little brandy and throwing half\\nhis goods on the counter, thinks I, that man has an\\naxe to grind. Who HI turn Grindstones*\\n1 The title given by Lord Brougham to a book published in 1830.\\n2 Brougham delivered a very warm panegyric upon the ex-Chancellor,\\nand expressed a hope that he would make a good end, although to an ex-\\npiring Chancellor death was now armed with a new terror. Campbell\\nLives of the Chancellors, vol. mi. p. 163.\\nLord St. Leonards attributes this phrase to Sir Charles Wetherell, who\\nused it on the occasion referred to by Lord Campbell.\\nFrom Edmund Curll s practice of issuing miserable catch-penny lives of\\never}* eminent person immediately after his decease, Arbuthnot wittily\\nst} led him one of the new terrors of death. Carruthers Life of\\nPope (second edition), p. 149.\\n3 From Essays from the Desk of Poor Robert the Scribe, Doylestown,\\nPa., 1815. It first appeared in the Wilkesbarre Gleaner, 1811.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0558.jp2"}, "553": {"fulltext": "CALHOUN. WEBSTER. 529\\nJOHN C. CALHOUN 1782-1850.\\nThe very essence of a free government consists in con-\\nsidering offices as public trusts, 1 bestowed for the good\\nof the country, and not for the benefit of an individual\\nOr a party. Speech, Feb. 13, 1835.\\nA power has risen up in the government greater than\\nthe people themselves, consisting of many and various\\nand powerful interests, combined into one mass, and held\\ntogether by the cohesive power of the vast surplus in the\\nbanks. 2 Speech, May 27, 1836.\\nDANIEL WEBSTEE. 1782-1852.\\n(From Webster s Works. Boston. 1857.)\\nWhatever makes men good Christians, makes them\\ngood Citizens. Speech at Plymouth, Dec. 22, 1820* Vol. i.p. 44.\\nWe wish that this column, rising towards heaven\\namong the pointed spires of so many temples dedicated\\nto God, may contribute also to produce in all minds a\\npious feeling of dependence and gratitude. We wish,\\nfinally, that the last object to the sight of him who\\nleaves his native shore, and the first to gladden his who\\nrevisits it, may be something which shall remind him of\\nthe liberty and the glory of his country. Let it rise let\\nit rise, till it meet the sun in his coming let the earliest\\nlight of the morning gild it, and the parting day linger\\nand play on its summit\\nAddress on laying the Corner-Stone of the Bunker Hill\\nMonument, 1825. P. 62.\\n1 See Appendix, page 859.\\n2 From this comes the phrase, Cohesive power of public plunder.-\\n3 This oration will be read five hundred years hence with as much rapture\\nas it was heard. It ought to be read at the end of every century, and in-\\ndeed at the end of every year, forever and ever, John Adams Letter\\nto Webster, Dec. 23, 1821.\\n34", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0559.jp2"}, "554": {"fulltext": "530 WEBSTER.\\nVenerable men you have come down to us from a\\nformer generation. Heaven has bounteously lengthened\\nout your lives, that you might behold this joyous day.\\nAddress on laying the Corner-Stone of the Bunker Hill\\nMonument, 1825. Vol. i. p. 64.\\nMind is the great lever of ail things human thought\\nis the process by which human ends are ultimately an-\\nswered. Ibid. P. 71.\\nKnowledge, in truth, is the great sun in the firmament.\\nLife and power are scattered with all its beams.\\nIbid. P. 74.\\nLet our object be our country, our whole country, and\\nnothing but our country. ibid. P. 78.\\nKnowledge is the only fountain both of the love and\\nthe principles of human liberty.\\nCompletion of Bunker Hill Monument, June 17, 1843. P. 93.\\nThe Bible is a book of faith, and a book of doctrine,\\nand a book of morals, and a book of religion, of especial\\nrevelation from God. ibid. P. 102.\\nAmerica has furnished to the world the character of\\nWashington. And if our American institutions had done\\nnothing else, that alone would have entitled them to the\\nrespect of mankind. Ibid. P. 105.\\nThank God I I also am an American\\nIbid. P. 107.\\nSink or swim, live or die, survive or perish, I give my\\nhand and my heart to this vote. 1\\nEulogy on Adams and Jefferson, Aug. 2, 1826. P. 133.\\n1 Mr. Adams, describing a conversation with Jonathan Sewall in 1774,\\nsays I answered that the die was now cast I had passed the Rubicon.\\nSwim or sink, live or die, survive or perish with my country was my unal-\\nterable determination. John Adams Works, vol. iv. p. 8.\\nLive or die, sink or swim. Peele Edward I. (1584V).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0560.jp2"}, "555": {"fulltext": "WEBSTER. 531\\nIt is my living sentiment, and by the blessing of Gocl\\nit shall be my dying sentiment, Independence now and\\nIndependence forever. 1\\nEulogy on Adams and Jefferson, Aug. 2. 1826. Vol. i. p. 136.\\nAlthough no sculptured marble should rise to their\\nmemory, nor engraved stone bear record of their deeds,\\nyet will their remembrance be as lasting as the land\\nthey honored. Ibid. P. 146.\\nWashington is in the clear upper sky. 2 ibid. P. 148.\\nHe smote the rock of the national resources, and abun-\\ndant streams of revenue gushed forth. He touched the\\ndead corpse of Public Credit, and it sprung upon its\\nfeet. 3 Speech on Hamilton, March 10, 1831. P. 200.\\nOne country, one constitution, one destiny.\\nSpeech, March 15, 1837. P. 349.\\nWhen tillage begins, other arts follow. The farmers\\ntherefore are the founders of human civilization.\\nRemarks on Agriculture, Jan. 13, 1840. P. 457.\\nSea of upturned faces. 4\\nSpeech. Sept. 30, 1842. Vol. n.p. 117.\\nJustice, sir, is the great interest of man on earth.\\nOn Mr. Justice Story, 1845. P. 300.\\nLiberty exists in proportion to wholesome restraint.\\nSpeech at the Charleston Bar Dinner, May 10, 1847. Vol. it. p. 393.\\n1 Mr. Webster says of Mr. Adams: tx On the day of his death, hearing\\nthe noise of bells and cannon, he asked the occasion. On being reminded\\nthat it was Independent Day, he replied, Independence forever. 1\\nWorks, vol. i. p. 150. Bancroft History of the United States, vol. vii.\\np. 65.\\n2 We shall be strong to run the race,\\nAnd climb the upper sky.\\nWatts Spiritual Hymns, xxiv.\\n3 He it was that first gave to the law the air of a science. He found it a\\nskeleton, and clothed it with life, colour, and complexion he embraced the\\ncold statue, and by his touch it grew into youth, health, and beauty.\\nBarry Yelverton (Lord Avonmore) On Blackstone.\\n4 See Scott, page 493.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0561.jp2"}, "556": {"fulltext": "532 WEBSTER.\\nThe law It has honored us may we honor it.\\nToast at the Charleston Bar Dinner, May 10, 1847. Vol. ii. p. 394,\\nI have read their platform, and though I think there\\nare some unsound places in it, I can stand upon it pretty\\nwell. But I see nothing in it both new and valuable.\\nWhat is valuable is not new, and what is new is not\\nvaluable. Speech at Marshjield, Sept. 1, 1848. P. 433.\\nLabour in this country is independent and proud. It\\nhas not to ask the patronage of capital, but capital so-\\nlicits the aid of labor. Speech, April, 1824. Vol. Hi. p. 141.\\nThe gentleman has not seen, how to reply to this,\\notherwise than by supposing me to have advanced the\\ndoctrine that a national debt is a national blessing. 1\\nSecond Speech on Fool s Resolution, Jan. 26, 1830. P. 303.\\nI thank God, that if I am gifted with little of the\\nspirit which is able to raise mortals to the skies, I have\\nyet none, as I trust, of that other spirit which would\\ndrag angels down. jud. P.316.\\nI shall enter on no encomium upon Massachusetts\\nshe needs none. There she is. Behold her, and judge\\nfor yourselves. There is her history the world knows\\nit by heart. The past, at least, is secure. There is Bos-\\nton and Concord and Lexington and Bunker Hill and\\nthere they will remain forever. ibid. P. 317.\\nThe people s government, made for the people, made\\nby the people, and answerable to the people. 2 ibid. P. 321.\\n1 A national debt, if it is not excessive, will be to us a national bless-\\ning. Alexander Hamilton.\\n2 When the State of Pennsylvania held its convention to consider the\\nConstitution of the United States, Judge Wilson said of the introductory\\nclause, We, the people, do ordain and establish, etc. It is not an un-\\nmeaning flourish. The expressions declare in a practical manner the prin-\\nciple of this Constitution. It is ordained and established by the people\\nthemselves. This was regarded as an authoritative exposition. The\\nNation.\\nThat government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall\\nnot perish from the earth. Abraham Lincoln Speech at Gettysburg,\\nNov. 19, 1863.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0562.jp2"}, "557": {"fulltext": "WEBSTER. 533\\nWhen my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last\\ntime the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on\\nthe broken and dishonored fragments of a once glo-\\nrious Union on States dissevered, discordant, bellige-\\nrent on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it\\nmay be, in fraternal blood.\\nSecond Speech on FooVs Resolution, Jan. 26, 1830. Vol. Hi. p. 342.\\nLiberty and Union, now and forever, one and insepa-\\nrable. Ihid%\\nGod grants liberty only to those who love it, and are\\nalways ready to guard and defend it.\\nSpeech, June 3, 1834. Vol. iv.p. 47.\\nOn this question of principle, while actual suffering\\nw^s yet afar off, they [the Colonies] raised their flag\\nagainst a power to which, for purposes of foreign con-\\nquest and subjugation, Eome in the height of her glory\\nis not to be compared, a power which has dotted over\\nthe surface of the whole globe with her possessions and\\nmilitary posts, whose morning drum-beat, following the\\nsun, 1 and keeping company with the hours, circles the\\nearth with one continuous and unbroken strain of the\\nmartial airs of England. 2 Speech, May 7, 1834. p. no.\\nInconsistencies of opinion, arising from changes of\\ncircumstances, are often justifiable.\\nSpeech, July 25 and 27, 1846. Vol. v. p. 187.\\nI was born an American I will live an American I\\nshall die an American. 3 Speech, July 17, i85o. p. 437.\\nThere is no refuge from confession but suicide and\\nsuicide is confession.\\nArgument on the Murder of Captain White, April 6, 1830.\\nVol. vi. p. 54.\\n1 See Scott, page 495.\\n2 The martial airs of England\\nEncircle still the earth.\\nAmelia B. Richards: The Martial Airs\\nof England,\\n3 See Patrick Henry, page 429.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0563.jp2"}, "558": {"fulltext": "534 WEBSTER. TAYLOR.\\nThere is nothing so powerful as truth, and often\\nnothing so strange.\\nArgument on the Murder of Captain White. Vol. vi. P. 68.\\nFearful concatenation of circumstances. 1 P. 88.\\nA sense of duty pursues us ever. It is omnipresent,\\nlike the Deity. If we take to ourselves the wings of the\\nmorning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,\\nduty performed or duty violated is still with us, for our\\nhappiness or our misery. If we say the darkness shall\\ncover us, in the darkness as in the light our obligations\\nare yet with us. p. 105.\\nI shall defer my visit to Faneuil Hall, the cradle of\\nAmerican liberty, until its doors shall fly open on golden\\nhinges to lovers of Union as well as lovers of liberty. 2\\nLetter. April, 1851.\\nJAKE TAYLOE. 1783-1824.\\nThough man a thinking being is defined,\\nFew use the grand prerogative of mind.\\nHow few think justly of the thinking few\\nHow many never think, who think they do\\nEssays in Rhyme. (On Morals and Manners. Prejudice.)\\nEssay i. Stanza 45.\\nFar from mortal cares retreating,\\nSordid hopes and vain desires,\\nHere, our willing footsteps meeting,\\nEvery heart to heaven aspires. Hymn.\\nI thank the goodness and the grace\\nWhich on my birth have smiled,\\nAnd made me, in these Christian days,\\nA happy Christian child. A Child s Hymn of Praise.\\ni See Scott, page 494.\\n2 Mr. Webster s reply to the invitation of his friends, who had been\\nrefused the use of Faneuil Hall by the Mayor and Aldermen of Boston.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0564.jp2"}, "559": {"fulltext": "TAYLOR. HEBER. 535\\nOil that it were my chief delight\\nTo do the things I ought\\nThen let me try with all my might\\nTo mind what I am taught. For a Very Little Child.\\nWho ran to help me when I fell,\\nAnd would some pretty story tell,\\nOr kiss the place to make it well\\nMy mother. My Mother.\\nREGINALD HEBER. 1783-1826.\\nFailed the bright promise of your early day. Palestine.\\nNo hammers fell, no ponderous axes rung\\nLike some tall palm the mystic fabric sprung. 1\\nMajestic silence ibid.\\nBrightest and best of the sons of the morning,\\nDawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid. Epiphany.\\nBy cool Siloam s shady rill\\nHow sweet the lily grows\\nFirst Sunday after Epiphany, No. ii.\\nWhen Spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing\\nSOIL Seventh Sunday after Trinity.\\nDeath rides on every passing breeze,\\nHe lurks in every flower. At a Funeral No. i.\\nThou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee.\\nThough sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb.\\nNo. ii.\\nThus heavenly hope is all serene,\\nBut earthly hope, how bright soe er,\\nStill fluctuates o er this changing scene,\\nAs false and fleeting as tis fair.\\nOn Heavenly Hope and Earthly Hope-\\n1 Altered in later editions to\\nXo workman s steel, no ponderous axes rung,\\nLike some tall palm the noiseless fabric sprung.\\nSee Cowper, page 421.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0565.jp2"}, "560": {"fulltext": "536 HEBER. IRVING. HUNT.\\nFrom Greenland s icy mountains,\\nFrom India s coral strand,\\nWhere Afric s sunny fountains\\nEoll down their golden Sand. Missionary Hymn.\\nThough every prospect pleases,\\nAnd only man is vile. jud.\\nI see them on their winding way,\\nAbout their ranks the moonbeams play.\\nLines written to a March.\\nWASHINGTON IRVING. 1783-1859.\\nFree-livers on a small scale, who are prodigal within\\nthe compass of a guinea. The Stout Gentleman.\\nThe almighty dollar, 1 that great object of universal de-\\nvotion throughout our land, seems to have no genuine\\ndevotees in these peculiar villages. The Creole Village.\\nLEIGH HUNT. 1784-1859.\\nAbou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase\\nAwoke one night from a deep dream of peace.\\nAbou Ben Adhem.\\nWrite me as one who loves his fellow-men. ibid.\\nAnd lo Ben Adhem s name led all the rest. ibid.\\nOh for a seat in some poetic nook,\\nJust hid with trees and sparkling with a brook\\nPolitics and Poetics.\\nWith spots of sunny openings, and with nooks\\nTo lie and read in, sloping into brooks.\\nThe Story of Rimini.\\n1 See Jonson, page 178.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0566.jp2"}, "561": {"fulltext": "WOODWOBTH. CUNNINGHAM. NAPIER. 537\\nSAMUEL WOODWOKTH. 1785-1842.\\nHow dear to rny heart are the scenes of rny childhood,\\nWhen fond recollection presents thern to view.\\nThe Old Oaken Bucket.\\nThen soon with the emblem of truth overflowing,\\nAnd dripping with coolness, it rose from the well. ibid.\\nThe old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket,\\nThe moss-covered bucket, which hung in the well. md.\\nALLAN CUNNINGHAM. 1785-1842.\\nA wet sheet and a flowing sea,\\nA wind that follows fast,\\nAnd fills the white and rustling sail,\\nAnd bends the gallant mast.\\nAnd bends the gallant mast, my boys,\\nWhile like the eagle free\\nAway the good ship flies, and leaves\\nOld England on the lee.\\nA Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea.\\nWhile the hollow oak our palace is,\\nOur heritage the sea. ibid.\\nWhen looks were fond and words were few.\\nPoefs Bridal-day Song.\\nSIE W. F. P. NAPIEE. 1785-1860.\\nNapoleon s troops fought in bright fields, where every\\nhelmet caught some gleams of glory but the British sol-\\ndier conquered under the cool shade of aristocracy. No\\nhonours awaited his daring, no despatch gave his name to\\nthe applauses of his countrymen his life of danger and\\nhardship was uncheered by hope, his death unnoticed.\\nPeninsular War (1810). Vol. ii. Book xi. Chap. Hi.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0567.jp2"}, "562": {"fulltext": "538 PIERPONT. PROCTER.\\nJOHN PIERPONT. 1785-1866.\\nA weapon that comes down as still\\nAs snowflakes fall upon the sod\\nBut executes a freeman s will,\\nAs lightning does the will of God\\nAnd from its force nor doors nor locks\\nCan shield you, tis the ballot-box.\\nA Word from a Petitioner.\\nFrom every place below the skies\\nThe grateful song, the fervent prayer,\\nThe incense of the heart, 1 may rise\\nTo heaven, and find acceptance there.\\nEvery Place a Temple.\\nBRYAN W. PROCTER. 1787-1874.\\nThe sea the sea the open sea\\nThe blue, the fresh, the ever free The Sea.\\nI m on the sea I m on the sea\\nI am where I would ever be,\\nWith the blue above and the blue below,\\nAnd silence wheresoe er I go. ibid.\\nI never was on the dull, tame shore,\\nBut I loved the great sea more and more. ibid.\\nTouch us gently, Time 2\\nLet us glide adown thy stream\\nGently, as we sometimes glide\\nThrough a quiet dream. Touch us gently, Time.\\nSee Cotton, page 362. 2 See Crabbe, page 445.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0568.jp2"}, "563": {"fulltext": "BYRON. 539\\nLOKD BYRON. 1788-1824\\nFarewell if ever fondest prayer\\nFor other s weal avail d on high.\\nMine will not all be lost in air,\\nBut waft thy name beyond the sky.\\nFarewell if ever fondest Prayer,\\nf I only know we loved in vain\\nI only feel farewell farewell ibid.\\nWhen we two parted\\nIn silence and tears,\\nHalf broken-hearted,\\nTo sever for years.\\nWhen we Two parted.\\nFools are my theme, let satire be my song.\\nEnglish Bards and Scotch Reviewers. Line 6.\\nT is pleasant sure, to see one s name in print\\nA book s a book, although there s nothing in t. Line 51.\\nWith just enough of learning to misquote. Line 66.\\nN As soon\\nSeek roses in December, ice in June\\nHope constancy in wind, or corn in chaff\\nBelieve a woman or an epitaph,\\nOr any other thing that s false, before\\nYou trust in critics. Line 75.\\nPerverts the Prophets and purloins the Psalms. Line 326.\\nOh, Amos Cottle Phoebus what a name Line 399.\\nSo the struck eagle, stretch/ d upon the plain,\\nXo more through rolling clouds to soar again,\\nYiew d his own feather on the fatal dart,\\nAnd wing d the shaft that quiver d in his heart. 1\\nLine 826.\\n1 See Waller, pages 219-220.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0569.jp2"}, "564": {"fulltext": "540 BYRON.\\nYet truth will sometimes lend her noblest fires,\\nAnd decorate the verse herself inspires\\nThis fact, in virtue s name, let Crabbe attest,\\nThough Nature s sternest painter, yet the best.\\nEnglish Bards and Scotch Revieivers. Line 839.\\nMaid of Athens, ere we part,\\nGive, oh give me back my heart\\nMaid of Athens.\\nHad sigh d to many, though he loved but one.\\nChilde Harold s Pilgrimage. Canto i. stanza 5.\\nIf ancient tales say true, nor wrong these holy men.\\nStanza 7.\\nMaidens, like moths, are ever caught by glare,\\nAnd Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.\\nStanza 9.\\nSuch partings break the heart they fondly hope to heal.\\nStanza 10.\\nMight shake the saint ship of an anchorite. stanza u.\\nAdieu adieu my native shore\\nFades o er the waters blue. Stanza n.\\nMy native land, good night iud.\\nChrist it is a goodly sight to see\\nWhat Heaven hath done for this delicious land.\\nStanza 15.\\nIn hope to merit heaven by making earth a hell.\\nStanza 20.\\nBy Heaven it is a splendid sight to see\\nFor one who hath no friend, no brother there. stanza 40.\\nStill from the fount of joy s delicious springs\\nSome bitter o er the flowers its bubbling venom flings. 1\\nStanza 82.\\n1 Medio de fonte leporum\\nSurgit amari aliquid quod in ipsis floribus angat\\n(In the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something bitter, which\\nstings in the very flowers). Lucretius: iv. 1133.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0570.jp2"}, "565": {"fulltext": "BYRON. 541\\nWar, war is still the cry, war even to the knife x\\nChilde Harold s Pilgrimage. Canto i. Stanza 86.\\nGone, glimmering through the dream of things that were.\\nCanto ii. Stanza 2.\\nA schoolboy s tale, the wonder of an hour ibid.\\nDim with the mist of years, gray flits the shade of power.\\nIbid.\\nThe dome of thought, the palace of the soul. 2 stanza 6.\\nAh, happy years once more who would not be a boy\\nStanza 23.\\nNone are so desolate but something dear,\\nDearer than self, possesses or possessed\\nA thought, and claims the homage of a tear. stanza 24.\\nBut midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men,\\nTo hear, to see, to feel, and to possess,\\nAnd roam along, the world s tired denizen,\\nWith none who bless us, none whom we can bless.\\nStanza 26.\\nCoop d in their winged, sea-girt citadel. Stanza 28.\\nFair Greece sad relic of departed worth\\nImmortal, though no more though fallen, great\\nStanza 73.\\nHereditary bondsmen know ye not,\\nWho would be free, themselves must strike the blow\\nStanza 76.\\nA thousand years scarce serve to form a state\\nAn hour may lay it in the dust. Stanza 84.\\nLand of lost gods and godlike men. Stanza 85.\\nWhere er we tread, t is haunted, holy ground. Stanza 88.\\nAge shakes Athena s tower, but spares gray Marathon.\\nIbid.\\n1 War even to the knife was the reply of Palafox, the governor of\\nSaragossa, when summoned to surrender by the French, who besieged that\\ncity in 1808.\\n2 See Waller, page 221.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0571.jp2"}, "566": {"fulltext": "542 BYRON.\\nAda sole daughter of my house and heart.\\nChilde Harold s Pilgrimage. Canto Hi. Stanza J.\\nOnce more upon the waters yet once more\\nAnd the waves bound beneath me as a steed\\nThat knows his rider. stanza 2.\\nI am as a weed\\nFlung from the rock, on Ocean s foam to sail\\nWhere er the surge may sweep, the tempest s breath\\nprevail. Ibid\\nHe who grown aged in this world of woe,\\nIn deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life, 1\\nSo that no wonder waits him. Stanza 5.\\nYears steal\\nFire from the mind as vigour from the limb,\\nAnd life s enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.\\nStanza 8.\\nThere was a sound of revelry by night,\\nAnd Belgium s capital had gather d then\\nHer beauty and her chivalry, and bright\\nThe lamps shone o er fair women and brave men.\\nA thousand hearts beat happily and when\\nMusic arose with its voluptuous swell,\\nSoft eyes look d love to eyes which spake again,\\nAnd all went merry as a marriage bell. stanza 21.\\nBut hush hark a deep sound strikes like a rising knell\\nDid ye not hear it No t was but the wind,\\nOr the car rattling o er the stony street.\\nOn with the dance let joy be unconfmed;\\nNo sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet\\nTo chase the glowing hours with flying feet. stanza 22.\\nHe rush d into the field, and foremost fighting fell.\\nStanza 23.\\nAnd there was mounting in hot haste. Stanza 25.\\n1 See Sheridan, page 443.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0572.jp2"}, "567": {"fulltext": "BYRON. 543\\nOr whispering with white lips, The foe They come\\nthey eoine\\nChilde Harold s Pilgrimage. Canto Hi. Stanza 25.\\nGrieving, if aught inanimate e er grieves,\\nOver the unreturning brave. Stanza 27.\\nBattle s magnificently stern array. Stanza 28. 1/\\nAnd thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on.\\nStanza 32.\\nBut quiet to quick bosoms is a hell. Stanza 42.\\nHe who ascends to mountain-tops shall find\\nThe loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow\\nHe who surpasses or subdues mankind\\nMust look down on the hate of those below. stanza 45.\\nAll tenantless, save to the crannying wind. Stanza 47.\\nThe castled crag of Drachenfels\\nFrowns o er the wide and winding Ehine. Stanza 55.\\nHe had kept\\nThe whiteness of his soul, and thus men o er him wept.\\nStanza 57.\\nBut there are wanderers o er Eternity\\nWhose bark drives on and on, and anchor d ne er shall be.\\nStanza 70.\\nBy the blue rushing of the arrowy Khone. Stanza 71.\\nI live not in myself, but I become\\nPortion of that around me l and to me\\nHigh mountains are a feeling, but the hum\\nOf human cities torture. Stanza 72.\\nThis quiet sail is as a noiseless wing\\nTo waft me from distraction. stanza 85.\\nOn the ear\\nDrops the light drip of the suspended oar. stanza 86.\\n1 I am a part of all that I have met. Tennyson: Ulysses.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0573.jp2"}, "568": {"fulltext": "544 BYRON.\\nAll is concentr d in a life intense.\\nWhere not a beam, nor air, nor leaf is lost,\\nBut hath a part of being.\\nChilde Harold s Pilgrimage. Canto Hi. Stanza 89.\\nIn solitude, where we are least alone. 1 stanza 90.\\nThe sky is changed, and such a change night\\nAnd storm and darkness ye are wondrous strong,\\nYet lovely in your strength, as is the light\\nOf a dark eye in woman Far along,\\nFrom peak to peak, the rattling crags among,\\nLeaps the live thunder. stanza 92.\\nExhausting thought,\\nAnd hiving wisdom with each studious year. Stanza 107.\\nSapping a solemn creed with solemn sneer. ibid.\\nI have not loved the world, nor the world me. 2 stanza 113.\\nI stood\\nAmong them, but not of them in a shroud\\nOf thoughts which were not their thoughts. ibid.\\nI stood in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs,\\nA palace and a prison on each hand. Canto iv. Stanza 1.\\nWhere Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles.\\nibid.\\nVenice once was dear,\\nThe pleasant place of all festivity,\\nThe revel of the earth, the masque of Italy. Stanza 3.\\nThe thorns which I have reap d are of the tree\\nI planted they have torn me, and I bleed.\\nI should have known what fruit would spring from such\\na seed. Stanza 10.\\ni See Gibbon, page 430.\\n2 Good bye, proud world; I m going home.\\nThou art not my friend, and I m not thine.\\nEmerson Good Bye, proud World.\\nSee Johnson, page 374.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0574.jp2"}, "569": {"fulltext": "BYRON.\\n5-45\\nOh. for one hour of blind old Dandolo,\\nThe octogenarian chief, Byzantium s conquering foe l\\nChikle Harold s Pilgrimage. Canto to. Stanza 12.\\nThere are some feelings time cannot benumb,\\nXor torture shake. Stanza ip.\\nStriking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly\\nbound. Stanza 23.\\nThe cold, the changed, perchance the dead, anew,\\nThe mournd, the loved, the lost, too many, yet how\\nfew Stanza 24.\\nParting day\\nDies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues\\nWith a new colour as it gasps away,\\nThe last still loveliest, till t is gone, and all is gray.\\nStanza 29.\\nThe Ariosto of the Xorth.\\nItalia Italia thou who hast\\nThe fatal gift of beauty. 2\\nFills\\nThe air around with beauty.\\nLet these describe the undescribable.\\nThe starry Galileo with his woes.\\nUngrateful Florence Dante sleeps afar,\\nLike Scipio, buried by the upbraiding shore.\\nThe poetry of speech.\\nThe hell of waters where they howl and hiss,\\nAnd boil in endless torture.\\nThen farewell Horace, whom I hated so,\\nNot for thy faults, but mine.\\nStanza 40.\\nStanza\\n42.\\nStanza\\n49.\\nStanza\\n53.\\nStanza\\n54.\\nStanza\\n57.\\nStanza\\n58.\\nStanza\\n09.\\nStanza\\n77.\\n1 See Wordsworth, page 474.\\n2 A translation of the famous sonnet of Filicaja:\\nfeo la sorte.\\n35\\n1 Italia, Italia tu cui", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0575.jp2"}, "570": {"fulltext": "546 BYRON,\\nKoine my country city of the soul\\nChilde Harold s Pilgrimage, Canto iv. Stanza 78.\\nThe Niobe of nations there she stands. Stanza 79.\\nYet, Freedom yet thy banner, torn, but flying,\\nStreams like the thunder-storm against the wind.\\nStanza 98.\\nHeaven gives its favourites early death. 1 stanza 102.\\nHistory, with all her volumes vast,\\nHath but one page. Stanza 108.\\nMan!\\nThou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear. Stanza 109.\\nTully was not so eloquent as thou,\\nThou nameless column with the buried base. Stanza 110.\\nEgeria sweet creation of some heart\\nWhich found no mortal resting-place so fair\\nAs thine ideal breast. Stanza 115.\\nThe nympholepsy of some fond despair. ibid.\\nThou wert a beautiful thought, and softly bodied forth.\\nIbid.\\nAlas our young affections run to waste,\\nOr water but the desert. stanza 120.\\n1 see before me the gladiator lie. stanza uo.\\nThere were his young barbarians all at play\\nThere was their Dacian mother he, their sire,\\nButcher d to make a Eoman holiday Stanza 141.\\nWhile stands the Coliseum, Eome shall stand;\\nWhen falls the Coliseum, Eome shall fall\\nAnd when Eome falls the world. 2 Stanza 145.\\n1 See Wordsworth, page 478.\\n2 Literally the exclamation of the pilgrims in the eighth century.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0576.jp2"}, "571": {"fulltext": "BYRON. 547\\nScion of chiefs and nionarchs, where art thou\\nFond hope of many nations, art thou dead\\nCould not the grave forget thee, and lay low\\nSome less majestic, less beloved head\\nCkilde Harold s Pilgrimage. Canto iv. Stanza 168.\\nOh that the desert were my dwelling-place, 1\\nWith one fair spirit for my minister,\\nThat I might all forget the human race,\\nAnd hating no one, love but only her Stanza 177.\\nThere is a pleasure in the pathless woods\\nThere is a rapture on the lonely shore\\nThere is society, where none intrudes,\\nBy the deep sea, and music in its roar\\nI love not man the less, but Xature more. Stanza 178.\\nRoll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll\\nTen thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain\\nMan marks the earth with ruin, his control\\nStops with the shore. Stanza 179.\\nHe sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan,\\nWithout a grave, unknelPd, uncofhn d, and unknown. 2\\nIbid.\\nTime writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow,\\nSuch as creation s dawn beheld, thou rollest now. 3\\nStanza 182.\\nThou glorious mirror, where the Almighty s form\\nGlasses itself in tempests. Stanza 183.\\nAnd I have loved thee, Ocean and my joy\\nOf youthful sports was on thy breast to be\\nBorne, like thy bubbles, onward from a boy\\n1 See Cowper, page 418.\\n2 See Pope, page 341.\\n3 And thou vast ocean, on whose awful face\\nTime s iron feet can print no ruin-trace.\\nRobert Montgomery: The Omnipresence of the Deity.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0577.jp2"}, "572": {"fulltext": "548 BYRON.\\nI wantoned with thy breakers,\\nAnd trusted to thy billows far and near,\\nAnd laid my hand upon thy mane, as I do here. 1\\nChilde Harold s Pilgrimage. Canto iv. Stanza 184.\\nAnd what is writ is writ,\\nWould it were worthier stanza iso.\\nFarewell a word that must be, and hath been,\\nA sound which makes us linger yet farewell\\nStanza 186.\\nHands promiscuously applied,\\nKound the slight waist, or down the glowing side.\\nThe Waltz.\\nHe who hath bent him o er the dead\\nEre the first day of death is fled,\\nThe first dark day of nothingness,\\nThe last of danger and distress,\\nBefore decay s effacing fingers\\nHave swept the lines where beauty lingers.\\nThe Giaour. Line 68.\\nSuch is the aspect of this shore\\nT is Greece, but living Greece no more\\nSo coldly sweet, so deadly fair,\\nWe start, for soul is wanting there. Line 90.\\nShrine of the mighty can it be\\nThat this is all remains of thee Line 106.\\nFor freedom s battle, once begun,\\nBequeath d by bleeding sire to son,\\nThough baffled oft, is ever won. Line 123\\nAnd lovelier things have mercy shown\\nTo every failing but their own\\nAnd every woe a tear can claim,\\nExcept an erring sister s shame.\\nLine 418.\\n1 He Laid his hand upon the ocean s mane,\\nAnd played familiar with his hoary locks.\\nPollok: The Course of Time, book iv. line 389.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0578.jp2"}, "573": {"fulltext": "BYRON. 549\\nThe keenest pangs the wretched find\\nAre rapture to the dreary void,\\nThe leafless desert of the mind,\\nThe waste of feelings unemployed.\\nThe Giaour, Line 957.\\nBetter to sink beneath the shock\\nThan moulder piecemeal on the rock. Line 969.\\nThe cold in clime are cold in blood,\\nTheir love can scarce deserve the name.\\nLine 1099.\\nI die, but first I have possessed,\\nAnd come what may, I have been bless d.\\nLine 1114.\\nShe was a form of life and light\\nThat seen, became a part of sight,\\nAnd rose, where er I turned mine eye,\\nThe morning-star of memory\\nYes, love indeed is light from heaven\\nA spark of that immortal fire\\nWith angels shared, by Alia given,\\nTo lift from earth our low desire. Line 1127.\\nKnow ye the land where the cypress and myrtle\\nAre emblems of deeds that are done in their clime\\nWhere the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle,\\nXow melt into sorrow, now madden to crime l\\nThe Bride of Abydos. Canto i. Stanza 1,\\nWhere the virgins are soft as the roses they twine,\\nAnd all save the spirit of man is divine md.\\nWho hath not proved how feebly words essay\\nTo fix one spark of beauty s heavenly ray\\nWho doth not feel, until his failing sight\\nFaints into dimness with its own delight,\\n1 Know st thou the land where the lemon-trees bloom,\\nWhere the gold orange glows in the deep thicket s gloom,\\nWhere a wind ever soft from the blue heaven blows,\\nAnd the groves are of laurel and myrtle and rose\\nGoethe: Wilhelm Meister*", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0579.jp2"}, "574": {"fulltext": "550 BYRON.\\nHis changing cheek, his sinking heart, confess\\nThe might, the majesty of loveliness\\nThe Bride of Abydos. Canto i. Stanza 6.\\nThe light of love, 1 the purity of grace,\\nThe mind, the music breathing from her face, 1\\nThe heart whose softness harmonized the whole,\\nAnd oh, that eye was in itself a soul ibid.\\nThe blind old man of Scio s rocky isle. Canto a. Stanza 2.\\nBe thou the rainbow to the storms of life,\\nThe evening beam that smiles the clouds away,\\nAnd tints to-morrow with prophetic ray Stanza 20.\\nHe makes a solitude, and calls it peace 2 ibid.\\nHark to the hurried question of despair\\ni( Where is my child an echo answers, Where 3\\nStanza 27.\\nThe fatal facility of the octosyllabic verse.\\nThe Corsair, Preface.\\nO er the glad waters of the dark blue sea,\\nOur thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free,\\nFar as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, 4\\nSurvey our empire, and behold our home\\nThese are our realms, no limit to their sway,\\nOur flag the sceptre all who meet obey.\\nThe Corsair, Canto t. Stanza 1.\\nOh who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried. ibid.\\nShe walks the waters like a thing of life,\\nAnd seems to dare the elements to strife. Stanza 3.\\n1 See Gray, page 382.\\n2 See Lovelace, page 259. Browne, page 218.\\n3 Solitudinem faeiunt, pacem appellant (They make solitude, which they\\ncall peace). Tacitus: Agricola, c. 30.\\n4 I came to the place of my birth, and cried, The friends of my youth,\\nwhere are they And echo answered, Where are they Arabic MS.\\n5 See Churchill, page 413.\\nTo all nations their empire will be dreadful, because their ships will sail\\nwherever billows roll or winds can waft them. Dalkymple Memoirs,\\nvol. Hi. p. 152.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0580.jp2"}, "575": {"fulltext": "BYRON. 551\\nThe power of thought, the magic of the mind\\nThe Corsair. Canto i. Stanza 8.\\nThe many still must labour for the one. md.\\nThere was a laughing devil in his sneer. Stanza 9.\\nHope withering fled, and Mercy sighed farewell ibid.\\nFarewell!\\nFor in that word, that fatal word, howe er\\nWe promise, hope, believe, there breathes despair.\\nStanza 15.\\nXo words suffice the secret soul to show,\\nFor truth denies all eloquence to woe. Canto Hi. Stanza 22.\\nHe left a corsair s name to other times,\\nLink d with one virtue and a thousand crimes. 1\\nStanza 24.\\nLord of himself, that heritage of woe\\nLara. Canto i. Stanza 2.\\nShe walks in beauty, like the night\\nOf cloudless climes and starry skies\\nAnd all that s best of dark and bright\\nMeet in her aspect and her eyes\\nThus mellow d to that tender light\\nWhich Heaven to gaudy day denies. 2\\nHebrew Melodies. She walks in Beauty.\\nThe Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,\\nAnd his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold.\\nThe Destruction of Sennacherib.\\nIt is the hour when from the boughs\\nThe nightingale s high note is heard\\nIt is the hour when lovers vows\\nSeem sweet in every whisper d word.\\nParisina. Stanza 1.\\n1 See Burton, page 186.\\n2 The subject of these lines was Mrs. R. Wilmot. Berry Memoirs, vol.\\nHi. p. 7.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0581.jp2"}, "576": {"fulltext": "552 BYRON.\\nYet in niy lineaments they trace\\nSome features of my father s face.\\nParisina. Stanza 13.\\nFare thee well and if forever,\\nStill forever fare thee well. Fare thee well.\\nBorn in the garret, in the kitchen bred. 1 a Sketch.\\nIn the desert a fountain is springing,\\nIn the wide waste there still is a tree,\\nAnd a bird in the solitude singing,\\nWhich speaks to my spirit of thee.\\nStanzas to Augusta.\\nThe careful pilot of my proper woe.\\nEpistle to Augusta. Stanza 3.\\nWhen all of genius which can perish dies.\\nMonody on the Death of Sheridan. Line 22.\\nFolly loves the martyrdom of fame. jjm 68.\\nWho track the steps of glory to the grave.\\nJLine 74.\\nSighing that Nature form d but one such man,\\nAnd broke the die, in moulding Sheridan. 2 Line 117.\\nGod it is a fearful thing\\nTo see the human soul take wing\\nIn any shape, in any mood.\\nPrisoner of Chillon. Stanza 8.\\nAnd both were young, and one was beautiful.\\nThe Dream. Stanza 2.\\nAnd to his eye\\nThere was but one beloved face on earth,\\nAnd that was shining on him. md.\\n1 See Congreve, page 294.\\n2 Natura il fece, e poi ruppe la stampa (Nature made him, and then broke\\nthe mould). Ariosto: Orlando Furioso, canto x. stanza 84.\\nThe idea that Nature lost the perfect mould has been a favorite one with\\nall song-writers and poets, and is found in the literature of all European\\nnations. Book of English Songs, p. 28.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0582.jp2"}, "577": {"fulltext": "BYRON. 553\\nShe was his life,\\nThe ocean to the river of his thoughts/\\nWhich terminated all. The Dream. Stanza 2.\\nA change came o er the spirit of my dream. Stanza 3.\\nAnd they were canopied by the blue sky,\\nSo cloudless, clear, and purely beautiful\\nThat God alone was to be seen in heaven. Stanza 4.\\nThere s not a joy the world can give like that it takes\\naway. Stanzas for Music.\\nI had a dream which was not all a dream. Darkness.\\nMy boat is on the shore,\\nAnd my bark is on the sea\\nBut before I go, Tom Moore,\\nHere s a double health to thee\\nTo Thomas Moore.\\nHere s a sigh to those who love me,\\nAnd a smile to those who hate\\nAnd whatever sky s above me,\\nHere s a heart for every fate. 2 ibid.\\nWere t the last drop in the well,\\nAs I gasp d upon the brink,\\nEre my fainting spirit fell\\nT is to thee that I would drink. jud.\\nSo we 11 go no more amoving\\nSo late into the night. So we ll go.\\nMont Blanc is the monarch of mountains 5\\nThey crowned him long ago\\nOn a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds,\\nWith a diadem of SnOW. Manfred. Act i. Sc. 1.\\n1 She floats upon the river of his thoughts. Longfellow; The Spanish\\nStudent, act ii. sc. 3.\\n2 With a heart for any fate. Longfellow A Psalm of Life.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0583.jp2"}, "578": {"fulltext": "554 BYRON.\\nBut we, who name ourselves its sovereigns, we,\\nHalf dust, half deity, alike unfit\\nTo Sink Or Soar. Manfred. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nThink st thou existence doth depend on time\\nIt doth but actions are our epochs. Act if. Sc. i.\\nThe heart ran o er\\nWith silent worship of the great of old\\nThe dead but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule\\nOur spirits from their urns. Act Hi. Sc. 4.\\nMuch makes life itself a lie\\nFlattering dust with eternity. Sardanapalus. Act i. Sc. 2.\\nBy all that s good and glorious. ibid.\\nI am the very slave of circumstance\\nAnd impulse, borne away with every breath\\nAct xv. Sc. 1.\\nThe dust we tread upon was once alive.\\nFor most men (till by losing rendered sager)\\nWill back their own opinions by a wager.\\nBeppo. Stanza 27.\\nSoprano, basso, even the contra-alto,\\nWished him five fathom under the Rialto. stanza 32.\\nHis heart was one of those which most enamour us,\\nWax to receive, and marble to retain. 1 Stanza 34.\\nBesides, they always smell of bread and butter.\\nStanza 39.\\nThat soft bastard Latin,\\nWhich-melts like kisses from a female mouth, stanza 44.\\nHeart on her lips, and soul within her eyes,\\nSoft as her clime, and sunny as her skies. Stanza 45.\\nMirth and Innocence milk and water\\nYe happy mixtures of more happy days. Stanza so.\\n1 My heart is wax to be moulded as she pleases, but enduring as marble\\nto retain. Cervantes: The Little Gypsy.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0584.jp2"}, "579": {"fulltext": "BYRON. 000\\nAnd if we do but watch the hour,\\nThere never yet was human power\\nWhich could evade, if unforgiven,\\nThe patient search and vigil long\\nOf him who treasures up a wrong. Mazeppa. Stanza 10.\\nThey never fail who die\\nIn a great cause. Marino Fallero. Act ii. Sc. 2.\\nWhose game was empires and whose stakes were thrones,\\nWhose table earth, whose dice were human bones.\\nAge of Bronze Stanza 3.\\nI loved my country, and I hated him.\\nThe Vision of Judgment. Ixxxiii.\\nSublime tobacco which from east to west\\nCheers the tar s labour or the Turkman s rest.\\nThe Island. Canto ii. Stanza 19.\\nDivine in hookas, glorious in a pipe\\nWhen tipp d with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe\\nLike other charmers, wooing the caress\\nMore dazzlingly when daring in full dress\\nYet thy true lovers more admire by far\\nThy naked beauties give me a cigar ibid.\\nMy days are in the yellow leaf\\nThe flowers and fruits of love are gone\\nThe worm, the canker, and the grief\\nAre mine alone On my Thirty-sixth Year.\\nBrave men were living before Agamemnon. 1\\nDon Juan. Canto i. Stanza 5.\\nIn virtues nothing earthly could surpass her,\\nSave thine incomparable oil, Macassar Stanza 17.\\nBut, oh ye lords of ladies intellectual,\\nInform us truly, have they not henpeck d you all\\nStanza 22,\\n1 Vixerunt fortes ante Agamemnona\\nMulti.\\nHorace Ode iv. 9. 25.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0585.jp2"}, "580": {"fulltext": "556 BYKON.\\nThe languages, especially the dead,\\nThe sciences, and most of all the abstruse,\\nThe arts, at least all such as could be said\\nTo be the most remote from common use.\\nDon Juan. Canto i. Stanza 40.\\nHer stature tall, I hate a dumpy woman. stanza ei.\\nChristians have burnt each other, quite persuaded\\nThat all the Apostles would have done as they did.\\nStanza 83.\\nAnd whispering, I will ne er consent, 5 consented.\\nStanza 117.\\nT is sweet to hear the watch-dog s honest bark\\nBay deep-mouth d welcome as we draw near home\\nT is sweet to know there is an eye will mark\\nOur coming, and look brighter when we come.\\nStanza 123.\\nSweet is revenge especially to women. stanza 124.\\nAnd truant husband should return, and say,\\nMy dear, I was the first who came away. Stanza 141.\\nMan s love is of man s life a thing apart\\nT is woman s whole existence. stanza 194.\\nIn my hot youth, when George the Third was king.\\nStanza 212.\\nSo for a good old-gentlemanly vice\\nI think I must take up with avarice. 1 Stanza 210.\\nWhat is the end of fame T is but to fill\\nA certain portion of uncertain paper. Stanza 218.\\nAt leaving even the most unpleasant people\\nAnd places, one keeps looking at the steeple.\\nCanto ii. Stanza 14.\\nThere s nought, no doubt, so much the spirit calms\\nAs rum and true religion. Stanza 34.\\n1 See Middleton, page 17-3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0586.jp2"}, "581": {"fulltext": "BYRON.\\n557\\nA solitary shriek, the bubbling cry\\nOf some strong swimmer in his agony.\\nDon Juan. Canto ii. Stanza 53.\\nAll who joy would win\\nMust share it, happiness was born a twin.\\nStanza 172.\\nLet us have wine and women, mirth and laughter,\\nSermons and soda-water the day after. Stanza 17 8.\\nA long, long kiss, a kiss of youth and love, stanza ise.\\nAlas, the love of women it is known\\nTo be a lovely and a fearful thing. Stanza 199.\\nIn her first passion woman loves her lover\\nIn all the others, all she loves is love. 1\\nCanto in. Stanza 3,\\nHe was the mildest manner d man\\nThat ever scuttled ship or cut a throat. stanza 41.\\nThe isles of Greece, the isles of Greece\\nWhere burning Sappho loved and sung.\\n.Eternal summer gilds them yet,\\nBut all except their sun is set; Stanza so. 1.\\nThe mountains look on Marathon,\\nAnd Marathon looks on the sea\\nAnd musing there an hour alone,\\nI dreamed that Greece might still be free. stanza 86. 3.\\nEarth render back from out thy breast\\nA remnant of our Spartan dead\\nOf the three hundred grant but three\\nTo make a new Thermopylae. Stanza 86. 7.\\nYou have the Pyrrhic dance as yet,\\nWhere is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone\\n1 Dans les premieres passions les femmes aiment l amant, et dans les\\nautres elles aiment P amour. Rochefoucauld Maxim 471.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0587.jp2"}, "582": {"fulltext": "558 BYRON.\\nOf two such lessons, why forget\\nThe nobler and the manlier one\\nYou have the letters Cadmus gave,\\nThink ye he meant them for a slave\\nDon Juan. Canto Hi. Stanza 86. 10.\\nPlace me on Sunium s marbled steep,\\nWhere nothing save the waves and I\\nMay hear our mutual murmurs sweep\\nThere, swan-like, let me sing and die. 1 stanza 86. w.\\nBut words are things, and a small drop of ink,\\nFalling like dew upon a thought, produces\\nThat which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.\\nStanza 88.\\nAh, surely nothing dies but something mourns.\\nStanza 108.\\nAnd if I laugh at any mortal thing,\\nT is that I may not weep. Canto iv. Stanza 4.\\nThe precious porcelain of human clay. 2 Stanza n.\\nWhom the gods love die young, was said of yore. 3\\nStanza 12.\\nPerhaps the early grave\\nWhich men weep over may be meant to save. ibid.\\nAnd her face so fair\\nStirr d with her dream, as rose-leaves with the air. 4\\nStanza 29.\\nThese two hated with a hate\\nPound only on the stage. stanza 93.\\nArcades ambo, id est, blackguards both. stanza 93.\\nI Ve stood upon Achilles tomb,\\nAnd heard Troy doubted time will doubt of Eome.\\nStanza 101.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 63.\\n2 See Dryden, page 277.\\n3 See Wordsworth, page 479.\\n4 All her innocent thoughts\\nLike rose-leaves seatter d.\\nJohn Wilson On the Death of a Child. (1812.)", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0588.jp2"}, "583": {"fulltext": "BYRON, 559\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0-I Oh darkly, deeply, beautifully blue l\\nAs some one somewhere sings about the sky.\\nBon Juan, Canto Iv. Stanza 110,\\nThere s not a sea the passenger e er pukes in,\\nTurns up more dangerous breakers than the Euxine.\\nCanto v, Stanza 5.\\nBut all have prices,\\nFrom crowns to kicks, according to their vices. 2\\nStanza 27.\\nAnd puts himself upon his good behaviour. Stanza 47.\\nThat all-softening, overpowering knell,\\nThe tocsin of the soul, the dinner bell. Stanza 49.\\nThe women pardon d all except her face. Stanza 113.\\nHeroic, stoic Cato, the sententious,\\nWho lent his lady to his friend Hortensius.\\nCanto vi. Stanza 7.\\nA strange coincidence/ to use a phrase\\nBy which such things are settled nowadays. stanza 78.\\nThe drying up a single tear has more\\nOf honest fame than shedding seas of gore.\\nCanto viii. Stanza 3.\\nThrice happy he whose name has been well spelt\\nIn the despatch I knew a man whose loss\\nWas printed Grove, although his name was Grose.\\nStanza 18.\\nWhat a strange thing is man and what a stranger\\nIs woman Canto ix. Stanza 64.\\nAnd wrinkles, the damned democrats, won t flatter.\\nCanto x. Stanza 24.\\nOh for a forty-parson power! Stanza 34.\\n1 See Southey, page 507.\\n2 See Robert Walpole, page 304.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0589.jp2"}, "584": {"fulltext": "560 BYRON.\\nWhen Bishop Berkeley said there was no matter/\\nAnd proved it, t was no matter what he said. 1\\nDon Juan. Canto xi. Stanza 1.\\nAnd after all, what is a lie T is but\\nThe truth in masquerade. Stanza 37.\\nT is strange the mind, that very fiery particle,\\nShould let itself be snuff d out by an article. stanza 59.\\nOf all tales t is the saddest, and more sad,\\nBecause it makes us smile. Canto xiii. stanza 9.\\nCervantes smil d Spain s chivalry away. Stanza 11.\\nSociety is now one polish d horde,\\nFormed of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored.\\nStanza 95,\\nAll human history attests\\nThat happiness for man, the hungry sinner\\nSince Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner. 2\\nStanza 99.\\nT is strange, but true for truth is always strange,\\nStranger than fiction. Canto xiv. Stanza 101.\\nThe Devil hath not, in all his quiver s choice,\\nAn arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.\\nCanto xv. Stanza 13.\\nA lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded,\\nA rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.\\nStanza 43.\\nFriendship is Love without his wings.\\nV Amitie est V Amour sans Ailes.\\nI awoke one morning and found myself famous.\\nMemoranda from his Life, by Moore, Chap. xiv.\\n1 What is mind V No matter. What is matter Never mind.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 T. H.\\nKey (once Head Master of University College School). On the authority\\nof F. J. Furnivall.\\n2 For a man seldom thinks with more earnestness of anything than he\\ndoes of his dinner. Piozzi Anecdotes of Samuel Johnson, p. 149.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0590.jp2"}, "585": {"fulltext": "BYRON. KNOX. BUNN. HALLECK. 561\\nThe best of prophets of the future is the past.\\nLetter, Jan. 28, 1821.\\nWhat say you to such a supper with such a woman 1\\nNote to a Letter on Bowles s Strictures.\\nWILLIAM KNOX. 1789-1825.\\nOh why should the spirit of mortal be proud\\nLike a fast-flitting meteor, a fast-flying cloud,\\nA flash of the lightning, a break of the wave,\\nHe passes from life to his rest in the grave. 2 Mortality*\\nALFRED BUNK 1790-1860.\\nI dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls,\\nWith vassals and serfs at my side. song.\\nThe light of other days 4 is faded,\\nAnd all their glories past. Song.\\nThe heart bowed down by weight of woe\\nTo weakest hope will cling. song.\\nFITZ-GREENE HALLECK. 1790-1867.\\nStrike for your altars and your fires\\nStrike for the green graves of your sires\\nGod, and your native land Marco Bozzaris.\\n1 See Lady Montagu, page 350.\\n2 Abraham Lincoln was very fond of repeating these lines.\\n3 From Knox s Songs of Israel, L824.\\n4 See Moore, page 523.\\n36", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0591.jp2"}, "586": {"fulltext": "562 HALLECK.\\nCome to the bridal chamber, Death\\nCome to the mother s, when she feels\\nFor the first time her first-born s breath\\nCome when the blessed seals\\nThat close the pestilence are broke,\\nAnd crowded cities wail its stroke\\nCome in consumption s ghastly form,\\nThe earthquake shock, the ocean storm\\nCome when the heart beats high and warm,\\nWith banquet song, and dance, and wine\\nAnd thou art terrible the tear,\\nThe groan, the knell, the pall, the bier,\\nAnd all we know or dream or fear\\nOf agony are thine. Marco Bozzans.\\nBut to the hero, when his sword\\nHas won the battle for the free,\\nThy voice sounds like a prophet s word\\nAnd in its hollow tones are heard\\nThe thanks of millions yet to be. ibid.\\nOne of the few, the immortal names,\\nThat were not born to die. iud.\\nSuch graves as his are pilgrim shrines,\\nShrines to no code or creed confined,\\nThe Delphian vales, the Palestines,\\nThe Meccas of the mind. Bums.\\nGreen be the turf above thee,\\nFriend of my better days\\nNone knew thee but to love thee, 1\\nNor named thee but to praise.\\nOn the Death of Joseph Rodman Drake.\\nThere is an evening twilight of the heart,\\nWhen its wild passion-waves are lulled to rest.\\nTwiligh t.\\n1 See Rogers, page 455.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0592.jp2"}, "587": {"fulltext": "HALLECK WOLFE. 563\\nThey love their land because it is their own,\\nAnd scorn to give aught other reason why\\nWould shake hands with, a king upon his throne,\\nAnd think it kindness to his Majesty. Connecticut,\\nThis bank-note world. Alnwick Castle.\\nLord Stafford mines for coal and salt,\\nThe Duke of Norfolk deals in malt,\\nThe Douglas in red herrings. ibid.\\nCHARLES WOLFE. 1791-1823.\\nNot a drum was heard, not a funeral note,\\nAs his corse to the rampart we hurried.\\nThe Burial of Sir John Moore.\\nBut he lay like a warrior taking his rest,\\nWith his martial cloak around him. ibid.\\nSlowly and sadly we laid him down,\\nFrom the field of his fame fresh and gory\\nWe carved not a line, and we raised not a stone,\\nBut we left him alone with his glory. ibid.\\nIf I had thought thou couldst have died,\\nI might not weep for thee\\nBut I forgot, when by thy side,\\nThat thou couldst mortal be. To Mary.\\nYet there was round thee such a dawn\\nOf light, ne er seen before,\\nAs fancy never could have drawn,\\nAnd never can restore. iud.\\nGo, forget me why should sorrow\\nO er that brow a shadow fling\\nGo, forget me, and to-morrow\\nBrightly smile and sweetly sing\\nSmile, though I shall not be near thee\\nSing, though I shall never hear thee\\nGo, forget me", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0593.jp2"}, "588": {"fulltext": "564 MILMAN. SPRAGUE. SHELLED.\\nHENEY HAET MILMAN. 1791-1868.\\nAnd the cold marble leapt to life a god.\\nThe Belvedere Apollo.\\nToo fair to worship, too divine to love. jud.\\nCHAELES SPBAGUE. 1791-1875.\\nLo where the stage, the poor, degraded stage,\\nHolds its warped mirror to a gaping age. Curiosity.\\nThrough life s dark road his sordid way he wends,\\nAn incarnation of fat dividends. ibid.\\nBehold in Liberty s unclouded blaze\\nWe lift our heads, a race of other days.\\nCentennial Ode. Stanza 22.\\nYes, social friend, I love thee well,\\nIn learned doctors spite\\nThy clouds all other clouds dispel,\\nAnd lap me in delight. To my Cigar.\\nPEECY BYSSHE SHELLEY. 1792-1822.\\nThen black despair,\\nThe shadow of a starless night, was thrown\\nOver the world in which I moved alone.\\nThe Revolt of Islam. Dedication, Stanza 6.\\nWith hue like that when some great painter dips\\nHis pencil in the gloom of earthquake and eclipse.\\nCanto v. Stanza 23.\\nThe awful shadow of some unseen Power\\nFloats, tho unseen, amongst US. Hymn to Intellectual Beauty.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0594.jp2"}, "589": {"fulltext": "SHELLEY. 565\\nThe Pilgrim of Eternity, whose fame\\nOver his living head like heaven is bent,\\nAn early but enduring monument,\\nCame, veiling all the lightnings of his song\\nIn sorrow. Adonais. xxx.\\nA pard-like spirit, beautiful and swift. X xxii.\\nLife, like a dome of many-coloured glass,\\nStains the white radiance of eternity. mi\\nthou,\\nWho chariotest to their dark wintry bed\\nThe winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,\\nEach like a corpse within its grave, until\\nThine azure sister of the spring shall blow\\nHer clarion o er the dreaming earth. ode to the West Wind.\\nThou who didst waken from his summer dreams\\nThe blue Mediterranean, where he lay,\\nLulPd by the coil of his crystalline streams\\nBeside a pumice isle in Baiae s bay,\\nAnd saw in sleep old palaces and towers\\nQuivering within the wave s intenser day,\\nAll overgrown with azure moss and flowers\\nSo sweet, the sense faints picturing them. iud.\\nThat orbed maiden with white fire laden,\\nWhom mortals call the moon. The Cloud, iv.\\nWe look before and after,\\nAnd pine for what is not\\nOur sincerest laughter\\nWith some pain is fraught\\nOur sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.\\nTo a Skylark. Line 86.\\nKings are like stars, they rise and set, they have\\nThe worship of the world, but no repose. 1\\nHellas. Line 195.\\n1 See Bacon, page 166.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0595.jp2"}, "590": {"fulltext": "566 SHELLEY.\\nThe moon of Mahomet\\nArose, and it shall set\\nWhile, blazoned as on heaven s immortal noon,\\nThe cross leads generations on. Hellas. Line 221.\\nThe world s great age begins anew,\\nThe golden years return,\\nThe earth doth like a snake renew\\nHer winter weeds outworn. Line weo.\\nWhat alive, and so bold, earth\\nWritten on hearing the News of the Death of Napoleon.\\nAll love is sweet,\\nGiven or returned. Common as light is love,\\nAnd its familiar voice wearies not ever.\\nThey who inspire it most are fortunate,\\nAs I am now but those who feel it most\\nAre happier Still. 1 Prometheus Unbound. Act ii. Sc. 5.\\nThose who inflict must suffer, for they see\\nThe work of their own hearts, and that must be\\nOur chastisement or recompense.\\nJulian and Maddalo. Line 482.\\nMost wretched men\\nAre cradled into poetry by wrong\\nThey learn in suffering what they teach in song. 2\\nLine 544.\\n1 could lie down like a tired child,\\nAnd weep away the life of care\\nWhich I have borne, and yet must bear.\\nStanzas written in Dejection, near Naples. Stanza 4,\\nPeter was dull he was at first\\nDull, oh so dull, so very dull\\nWhether he talked, wrote, or rehearsed,\\nStill with this dulness was he cursed\\nDull, beyond all conception, dull.\\nPeter Bell the Third. Part vii. xii.\\n1 The pleasure of love is in loving. We are much happier in the passion\\nwe feel than in that we inspire. Rochefoucauld Maxim 259.\\n2 See Butler, page 216.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0596.jp2"}, "591": {"fulltext": "SHELLEY. 567\\nA lovely lady, garmented in light\\nFrom her own beauty.\\nThe Witch of Atlas. Stanza 5.\\nMusic, when soft voices die,\\nVibrates in the memory\\nOdours, when sweet violets sicken,\\nLive within the sense they quicken.\\nMusic, when soft Voices die.\\nI love tranquil solitude\\nAnd such society\\nAs is quiet, wise, and good.\\nRarely, rarely comest Thou.\\nSing again, with your dear voice revealing\\nA tone\\nOf some world far from ours,\\nWhere music and moonlight and feeling\\nAre One. To Jane. The keen Stars were twinkling.\\nThe desire of the moth for the star,\\nOf the night for the morrow,\\nThe devotion to something afar\\nFrom the sphere of our sorrow.\\nOne Word is too of ten profaned.\\nYou lie under a mistake, 1\\nFor this is the most civil sort of lie\\nThat can be given to a man s face. I now\\nSay what I think.\\nTranslation of Calderons Magico Prodigioso. Scene i.\\nHow wonderful is Death\\nDeath and his brother Sleep. Queen Mat. i.\\nPower, like a desolating pestilence,\\nPollutes whatever it touches and obedience,\\nBane of all genius, virtue, freedom, truth,\\nMakes slaves of men, and of the human frame\\nA mechanized automaton. m.\\n1 See Swift, page 292.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0597.jp2"}, "592": {"fulltext": "568 SHELLEY. PAYNE. SMITH.\\nHeaven s ebon vault\\nStudded with stars unutterably bright,\\nThrough which the moon s unclouded grandeur rolls,\\nSeems like a canopy which love has spread\\nTo curtain her sleeping world. Queen Mab. iv.\\nPoets are the hierophants of an unapprehended in-\\nspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which\\nfuturity Casts upon the present. 1 A Defence of Poetry.\\nJ. HOWARD PAYNE. 1792-1852.\\nMid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,\\nBe it ever so humble, there s no place like home 2\\nA charm from the skies seems to hallow us there,\\nWhich sought through the world is ne er met with else-\\nwhere.\\nAn exile from home splendour dazzles in vain,\\nOh give me my lowly thatched cottage again\\nThe birds singing gayly, that came at my call,\\nGive me them, and that peace of mind dearer than all.\\nHome, Sweet Home. (From the opera of Clari, the\\nMaid of Milan.\\nSEBA SMITH. 1792-1868.\\nThe cold winds swept the mountain-height,\\nAnd pathless was the dreary wild,\\nAnd mid the cheerless hours of night\\nA mother wandered with her child\\nAs through the drifting snows she press d,\\nThe babe was sleeping on her breast.\\nThe Snow Storm.\\n1 See Coleridge, page 504.\\n2 Home is home, though it be never so homely. Clarke Parcemio-\\nlogia, p. 101. (1639.)", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0598.jp2"}, "593": {"fulltext": "KEBLE. HEMAXS. 569\\nJOHN KEBLE. 1792-1866.\\nThe trivial round, the common task,\\nWould furnish all we ought to ask. Mommy.\\nWhy should we faint and fear to live alone.\\nSince all alone, so Heaven has willed, we die\\nNor even the tenderest heart, and next our own,\\nKnows half the reasons why we smile and sigh.\\nThe Christian Year. Twenty-fourth Sunday after Trinity.\\nT is sweet, as year by year we lose\\nFriends out of sight, in faith to muse\\nHow grows in Paradise our store.\\nBurial of the Dead.\\nAbide with me from morn till eve,\\nEor without Thee I cannot live\\nAbide with me when night is nigh,\\nEor without Thee I dare not die. Evening.\\nEELICIA D. HEMANS. 1794-1835.\\nThe stately homes of England,\\nHow beautiful they stand,\\nAmid their tall ancestral trees,\\nO er all the pleasant land The Homes of England.\\nThe breaking waves dashed high\\nOn a stern and rock-bound coast.\\nAnd the woods against a stormy sky\\nTheir giant branches tossed.\\nLanding of the Pilgrim Fathers.\\nWhat sought they thus afar\\nBright jewels of the mine,\\nThe wealth of seas, the spoils of war\\nThey sought a faith s pure shrine. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0599.jp2"}, "594": {"fulltext": "570 HEMANS,\\nAy, call it holy ground,\\nThe soil where first they trod\\nThey have left unstained what there they found,\\nFreedom to worship God.\\nLanding of the Pilgrim Fathers.\\nThrough the laburnum s dropping gold\\nRose the light shaft of Orient mould,\\nAnd Europe s violets, faintly sweet,\\nPurpled the mossbeds at its feet. The Palm-Tree.\\nThey grew in beauty side by side,\\nThey filled one home with glee\\nTheir graves are severed far and wide\\nBy mount and stream and sea.\\nThe Graves of a Household.\\nAlas for love, if thou wert all,\\nAnd naught beyond, Earth ibid.\\nThe boy stood on the burning deck,\\nWhence all but him had fled\\nThe flame that lit the battle s wreck\\nShone round him o er the dead. Casablanca.\\nLeaves have their time to fall,\\nAnd flowers to wither at the north-wind s breath,\\nAnd stars to set but all,\\nThou hast all seasons for thine own, Death\\nThe Hour of Death.\\nCome to the sunset tree\\nThe day is past and gone\\nThe woodman s axe lies free,\\nAnd the reaper s work is done.\\nTyrolese Evening Song.\\nIn the busy haunts of men.\\nTale of the Secret Tribunal. Part i.\\nCalm on the bosom of thy God,\\nFair spirit, rest thee now\\nSiege of Valencia. Scene ix.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0600.jp2"}, "595": {"fulltext": "HEMANS EVERETT. 571\\nOb, call my brother back to me\\nI cannot play alone\\nThe summer comes with flower and bee,\\nWhere is my brother gone\\nThe Child s First Grief.\\nI have looked on the hills of the stormy North,\\nAnd the larch has hung his tassels forth.\\nThe Voice of Spring.\\nI had a hat. It was not all a hat,\\nPart of the brim was gone\\nYet still I wore it on.\\nRhine Song of the German Soldiers after Victory.\\nEDWARD EVERETT. 1794-1865.\\nWhen I am dead, no pageant train\\nShall waste their sorrows at my bier,\\nNor worthless pomp of homage vain\\nStain it with hypocritic tear. Alaric the Visigoth.\\nYou shall not pile, with servile toil,\\nYour monuments upon my breast,\\nNor yet within the common soil\\nLay down the wreck of power to rest,\\nWhere man can boast that he has trod\\nOn him that was the scourge of God. ibkl\\nNo gilded dome swells from the lowly roof to catch\\nthe morning or evening beam but the love and grati-\\ntude of united America settle upon it in one eternal\\nsunshine. From beneath that humble roof went forth\\nthe intrepid and unselfish warrior, the magistrate who\\nknew no glory but his country s good to that he re-\\nturned, happiest when his work was done. There he\\nlived in noble simplicity, there he died in glory and\\nT)eace. While it stands, the latest generations of the\\ngrateful children of America will make this pilgrimage", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0601.jp2"}, "596": {"fulltext": "572 EVERETT. BRYANT.\\nto it as to a shrine and when it shall fall, if fall it\\nmust, the memory and the name of Washington shall\\nshed an eternal glory on the spot.\\nOration on the Character of Washington.\\nWILLIAM CULLEN BRYAXT. 1794-1878.\\nHere the free spirit of mankind, at length,\\nThrows its last fetters off and who shall place\\nA limit to the giant s unchained strength,\\nOr curb his swiftness in the forward race\\nThe Ages, xxxiii.\\nTo him who in the love of Nature holds\\nCommunion with her visible forms, she speaks\\nA various language. Thanatopsis.\\nGo forth under the open sky, and list\\nTo Nature s teachings. ibid.\\nThe hills,\\nRock-ribbed, and ancient as the sun. md.\\nOld ocean s gray and melancholy waste. ibid.\\nAll that tread\\nThe globe are but a handful to the tribes\\nThat slumber in its bosom. ibid.\\nSo live, that when thy summons comes to join\\nThe innumerable caravan which moves 1\\nTo that mysterious realm where each shall take\\nHis chamber in the silent halls of death,\\nThou go not, like the quarry-slave at night,\\nScourged to his dungeon, but sustained and soothed\\nBy an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave\\nLike one that wraps the drapery of his couch\\nAbout him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. ibid.\\n1 The edition of 1821 read,\\nThe innumerable caravan that moves\\nTo the pale realms of shade, where each shall take.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0602.jp2"}, "597": {"fulltext": "BRYANT. DRAKE. 573\\nThe groves were God s first temples. a Forest Hymn.\\nThe stormy March has come at last,\\nWith winds and clouds and changing skies\\nI hear the rushing of the blast\\nThat through the snowy valley flies. March.\\nBut neath yon crimson tree\\nLover to listening maid might breathe his flame,\\nXor mark, within its roseate canopy,\\nHer blush of maiden shame. Autumn Woods.\\nThe melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,\\nOf wailing winds and naked woods and meadows brown\\nand sear. The Death of the Floicers,\\nAnd sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no\\nmore. ibid.\\nLoveliest of lovely things are they\\nOn earth that soonest pass away.\\nThe rose that lives its little hour\\nIs prized beyond the sculptured flower.\\nA Scene on the Banks of the Hudson.\\nThe victory of endurance born. The Battle- Field.\\nTruth crushed to earth shall rise again,\\nThe eternal years of God are hers\\nBut Error, wounded, writhes with pain,\\nAnd dies among his worshippers. ibid.\\nJOSEPH RODMAX DRAKE. 1795-1820.\\nWhen Freedom from her mountain-height\\nUnfurled her standard to the air,\\nShe tore the azure robe of night,\\nAnd set the stars of glory there.\\nShe mingled with its gorgeous dyes\\nThe milky baldric of the skies,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0603.jp2"}, "598": {"fulltext": "5 74 DRAKE. KEATS.\\nAnd striped its pure, celestial white\\nWith streakings of the morning light.\\nFlag of the free heart s hope and home\\nBy angel hands to valour given\\nThy stars have lit the welkin dome,\\nAnd all thy hues were born in heaven.\\nForever float that standard sheet\\nWhere breathes the foe but falls before us,\\nWith Freedom s soil beneath our feet,\\nAnd Freedom s banner streaming o er us\\nThe American Flag.\\nJOHN KEATS. 1795-1821.\\nA thing of beauty is a joy forever\\nIts loveliness increases it will never\\nPass into nothingness. Endymion. Book i.\\nHe ne er is crown d\\nWith immortality, who fears to follow\\nWhere airy voices lead. Book a.\\nTo sorrow\\nI bade good-morrow,\\nAnd thought to leave her far away behind\\nBut cheerly, cheerly,\\nShe loves me dearly\\nShe is so constant to me, and so kind. Book iv.\\nSo many, and so many, and such glee. ibid.\\nLove in a hut, with water and a crust,\\nIs Love, forgive us cinders, ashes, dust.\\nLamia. Part ii.\\nThere was an awful rainbow once in heaven\\nWe know her woof, her texture she is given\\nIn the dull catalogue of common things.\\nPhilosophy will clip an angel s wings. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0604.jp2"}, "599": {"fulltext": "KEATS. 575\\nMusic s golden tongue\\nFlatter d to tears this aged man and poor.\\nThe Eve of St. Agnes. Stanza 3.\\nThe silver snarling trumpets gan to chide. stanza 4.\\nAsleep in lap of legends old. Stanza 15.\\nSudden a thought came like a full-blown rose,\\nFlushing his brOW. Stanza 16.\\nA poor, weak, palsy-stricken, churchyard thing.\\nStanza 18.\\nAs though a rose should shut and be a bud again.\\nStanza 27.\\nAnd lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon. Stanza 30.\\nHe play d an ancient ditty long since mute,\\nIn Provence calFd La belle dame sans mercy.\\nStanza 33.\\nThat large utterance of the early gods Hyperion. Book L\\nThose green-robed senators of mighty woods,\\nTall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars,\\nDream, and so dream all night without a stir. ibid.\\nThe days of peace and slumberous calm are fled. Book U.\\nDance and Provencal song and sunburnt mirth\\nOh for a beaker full of the warm South,\\nFull of the true, the blushful Hippocrene\\nWith beaded bubbles winking at the burn,\\nAnd purple-Stained mouth. Ode to a Nightingale.\\nThough the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home\\nShe stood in tears amid the alien corn\\nThe same that ofttimes hath\\nCharm d magic casements, opening on the foam\\nOf perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0605.jp2"}, "600": {"fulltext": "576 KEATS.\\nThou foster-child of Silence and slow Time.\\nOde on a Grecian Urn.\\nHeard melodies are sweet, but those unheard\\nAre sweeter therefore, ye soft pipes, play on,\\nNot to the sensual ear, but, more endear d,\\nPipe to the spirit ditties of no tone. ibid.\\nThou, silent form, doth tease us out of thought\\nAs doth eternity Cold Pastoral jbid.\\nBeauty is truth, truth beauty, that is all\\nYe know on earth, and all ye need to know. ibid.\\nIn a drear-nighted December,\\nToo happy, happy tree,\\nThy branches ne er remember\\nTheir green felicity. Stanzas.\\nHear ye not the hum\\nOf mighty workings Addressed to Haydon. Sonnet x.\\nMuch have I travelPd in the realms of gold,\\nAnd many goodly states and kingdoms seen\\nRound many western islands have I been\\nWhich bards in fealty to Apollo hold.\\nOft of one wide expanse had I been told\\nThat deep-brow d Homer ruled as his demesne,\\nYet did I never breathe its pure serene\\nTill I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold\\nThen felt I like some watcher of the skies\\nWhen a new planet swims into his ken\\nOr like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes\\nHe stared at the Pacific, and all his men\\nLook d at each other with a wild surmise,\\nSilent, upon a peak in Darien.\\nOn first lookiny into Chapman s Homer.\\nE en like the passage of an angel s tear\\nThat falls through the clear ether silently.\\nTo One who has been long in City pent.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0606.jp2"}, "601": {"fulltext": "KEATS. TALFOURD. CARLYLE. 577\\nThe poetry of earth is never dead.\\nOn the Grasshopper and Cricket.\\nHere lies one whose name was writ in water. 1\\nTHOMAS NOON TALFOURD. 1795-1854\\nSo his life has flowed\\nFrom its mysterious urn a sacred stream,\\nIn whose calm depth the beautiful and pure\\nAlone are mirrored which, though shapes of ill\\nMay hover round its surface, glides in light.\\nAnd takes no shadow from them. ion. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nT is a little thing\\nTo give a cup of water yet its draught\\nOf cool refreshment, drained by fevered lips,\\nMay give a shock of pleasure to the frame\\nMore exquisite than when nectarean juice\\nRenews the life of joy in happiest hours. Sc. 2.\\nTHOMAS CARLYLE. 1795-1881.\\nExcept by name. Jean Paul Friedrich Eichter is little\\nknown out of Germany. The only thing connected with\\nhim, we think, that has reached this country is his say-\\ning, imported by Madame de Stael, and thankfully\\npocketed by most newspaper critics, Providence has\\ngiven to the French the empire of the land to the En-\\nglish that of the sea; to the Germans that of the\\nair Richter. Edinburgh Review, 1827.\\nLiterary men are a perpetual priesthood.\\nState of German Literature Ibid.\\n1 See Chapman, page 37.\\nAmong the many things he has requested of me to-night, this is the\\nprincipal. that on his gravestone shall be this inscription. Richard\\nMonckton Milnes Life, Letters, and Literary Remains of John Keats.\\nLetter to Severn, vol. ii. p. 91.\\n37", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0607.jp2"}, "602": {"fulltext": "578 CAHLYLE.\\nClever men are good, but they are not the best.\\nGoethe. Edinburgh Review, 1828.\\nWe are firm believers in the maxim that for all right\\njudgment of any man or thing it is useful, nay, essential,\\nto see his good qualities before pronouncing on his bad.\\nIbid.\\nHow does the poet speak to men with power, but by\\nbeing still more a man than they Burns, ibid.\\nA poet without love were a physical and metaphysical\\nimpossibility. ibid.\\nHis religion at best is an anxious wish, like that of\\nEabelais, a great Perhaps. ibid.\\nWe have oftener than once endeavoured to attach some\\nmeaning to that aphorism, vulgarly imputed to Shaftes-\\nbury, which however we can find nowhere in his works,\\nthat ridicule is the test of truth. x\\nVoltaire. Foreign Review 1829.\\nWe must repeat the often repeated saying, that it is\\nunworthy a religious man to view an irreligious one\\neither with alarm or aversion, or with any other feeling\\nthan regret and hope and brotherly commiseration.\\nIbid.\\nThere is no heroic poem in the world but is at bottom\\na biography, the life of a man also it may be said, there\\nis no life of a man, faithfully recorded, but is a heroic\\npoem of its sort, rhymed or unrhymed.\\nSir Walter Scott. London and Westminster Review, 1838.\\n1 How comes it to pass, then, that we appear such cowards in reasoning,\\nand are so afraid to stand the test of ridicule Shaftesbury Charac-\\nteristics. A Letter concerning Enthusiasm, sect. 2.\\nTruth, t is supposed, may bear all lights and one of those principal\\nlights or natural mediums by which things are to be viewed in order to a\\nthorough recognition is ridicule itself. Shaftesbury Essay on the\\nFreedom of Wit and Humour, sect. 1.\\nT was the saying of an ancient sage (Gorgias Leontinus, apud Aristotle s\\nRhetoric, 1 lib. iii. c. 18), that humour was the only test of gravity, and\\ngravity of humour. For a subject which would not bear raillery was suspi-\\ncious and a jest which would not bear a serious examination was certainly\\nfalse wit. Ibid, sect 5,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0608.jp2"}, "603": {"fulltext": "r\\nCARLYLE. 579\\nSilence is deep as Eternity, speech is shallow as Time.\\nSir Walter Scott. London and Westminster Review, 1838.\\nTo the very last, he [Xapoleon] had a kind of idea\\nthat, namely, of la carriere ouverte aux talents, the\\ntools to him that can handle them. 1\\nBlessed is the healthy nature it is the coherent,\\nsweetly co-operative, not incoherent, self-distracting, self-\\ndestructive one j tid t\\nThe uttered part of a man s life, let us always repeat,\\nbears to the unuttered, unconscious part a small un-\\nknown proportion. He himself never knows it, much\\nless do others. md.\\nLiterature is the Thought of thinking Souls. ibid.\\nIt can be said of him, when he departed he took a\\nMan s life with him. ]STo sounder piece of British man-\\nhood was put together in that eighteenth century of\\nTime. ibid.\\nThe eye of the intellect sees in all objects what it\\nbrought with it the means of seeing.\\nVamhagen Von Ense s Memoirs. Ibid.\\nHappy the people whose annals are blank in history-\\nbooks. 2 Life of Frederick the Great. Booh xvi. Chap. i.\\nAs the Swiss inscription says Sprechen 1st silbern,\\nSclnveigen 1st golden, Speech is silvern, Silence is\\ngolden or, as I might rather express it, Speech is of\\nTime, Silence is of Eternity.\\nSartor Resartus. Boole iii. Chap. Hi.\\nThe greatest of faults, I should say, is to be conscious\\nof none. 3 Heroes and Hero-Worship. The Hero as a Prophet.\\n1 Carlyle in his essay on Mirabeau, 1837, quotes this from a New\\nEngland book.\\n2 Montesquieu: Aphorism.\\n3 His only fault is that he has none. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Pliny the Younger Book ix.\\nLetter xxvi.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0609.jp2"}, "604": {"fulltext": "580 CARLYLE. HALIBURTON. MOTHERWELL.\\nIll books lies the soul of the whole Past Time the\\narticulate audible voice of the Past, when the body and\\nmaterial substance of it has altogether vanished like a\\ndream. Heroes and Hero -Worship. The Hero as a Man of Letters,\\nThe true University of these days is a Collection of\\nBooks. ibid.\\nOne life, a little gleam of time between two Eter-\\nnities, ibid.\\nAdversity is sometimes hard upon a man but for one\\nman who can stand prosperity there are a hundred that\\nwill stand adversity. ibid.\\nTHOMAS C. HALIBURTON. 1796-1865.\\nI want you to see Peel, Stanley, Graham, Shiel, Russell,\\nMacaulay, Old Joe, and so on. They are all upper-crust\\nhere. Sam Stick in England. 2 Chap. xxiv.\\nCircumstances alter cases. The Old Judge. Chap. xv.\\nWILLIAM MOTHERWELL. 1797-1835.\\nI We wandered east, 1 ve wandered west,\\nThrough many a weary way\\nBut never, never can forget\\nThe love of life s young day. Jeannie Morrison.\\nAnd we, with Nature s heart m tune,\\nConcerted harmonies. ibid.\\n1 Those families, you know, are our upper-crust, not upper ten thou-\\nsand. Cooper: The Ways of the Hour. chap. vi. (1850.)\\nAt present there is no distinction among the upper ten thousand of the\\ncitv. N P. Willis Necessity for a Promenade Drive.\\n2 Sam Slick first appeared in a weekly paper of Nova Scotia, 1835.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0610.jp2"}, "605": {"fulltext": "BAYLY. 581\\nTHOMAS HAYNES BAYLY. 1797-1839.\\n1 7 d be a butterfly born in a bower,\\nWhere roses and lilies and violets meet.\\nI d be a Butterfly.\\nOh no we never mention her,\\nHer name is never heard\\nMy lips are now forbid to speak\\nThat once familiar word.\\nOh no! we never mention her.\\nWe met, *t was in a crowd. we met.\\nGayly the troubadour\\nTouched his guitar. Welcome me Home.\\nWhy don t the men propose, Mamma\\nWhy don t the men propose\\nWhy don t the Men propose t\\nShe wore a wreath of roses\\nThe night that first we met. She wore a Wreath.\\nFriends depart, and memory takes them\\nTo her caverns, pure and deep. Teach me to forget.\\nTell me the tales that to me were so dear.\\nLong, long ago, long, long ago. Long, long ago.\\nThe rose that all are praising\\nIs not the rose for me. The Rose that all are praising.\\nOh pilot, t is a fearful night\\nThere s danger on the deep. The Pilot.\\nFear not. but trust in Providence,\\nWherever thou may st be. ibid,\\nAbsence makes the heart grow fonder x\\nIsle of Beauty, fare thee well isle of Beauty.\\n1 I find that absence still increases love. Charles Hopkins To C. C,\\nDistance sometimes endears friendship, and absence sweeteneth it.\\nHowell: Familiar Letters, book i. sect. i. Xo. 6.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0611.jp2"}, "606": {"fulltext": "582 BAYLY. DRUMMOND. CLARKE. LOVER.\\nThe mistletoe hung in the castle hall,\\nThe holly-branch shone on the old oak wall.\\nThe Mistletoe Bough.\\nOh, I have roamed o er many lands,\\nAnd many friends I ve met\\nNot one fair scene or kindly smile\\nCan this fond heart forget.\\nOh, steer my Bark to Erin s Isle.\\nTHOMAS DRUMMOND. 1 1797-1840.\\nProperty has its duties as well as its rights. 2\\nLetter to the Landlords of Tipper ary.\\nMcdonald clarke. 1798-1842.\\nWhilst twilight s curtain spreading far,\\nWas pinned with a single star. 3\\nDeath in Disguise. Line 227. (Boston edition, 1833.)\\nSAMUEL LOVER. 1797-1868.\\nA baby was sleeping,\\nIts mother was weeping.\\nThe AngeVs Whisper.\\nReproof on her lips, but a smile in her eye. 4 R 0r y 0 More.\\nFor clrames always go by conthraries, my dear. 6 jbid.\\n1 Captain Drummond was the inventor of the Drummond light.\\n2 Disraeli: Sybil, book i. chap, xi.\\n3 Mrs. Child says He thus describes the closing day\\nNow twilight lets her curtain down,\\nAnd pins it with a star.\\n4 See Scott, page 482. 5 See Middleton, page 172.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0612.jp2"}, "607": {"fulltext": "LOVER. HOOD. 583\\nThen here goes another/ says he, to make sure,\\nFor there 7 s luck in odd numbers, l says Rory O More.\\nRory O More.\\nThere was a place in childhood that I remember well,\\nAnd there a voice of sweetest tone bright fairy tales did\\ntell. My Mother dear.\\nSure the shovel and tongs\\nTo each Other belongs. Widow Machree.\\nTHOMAS HOOD. 1798-1845.\\nThere is a silence where hath been no sound,\\nThere is a silence where no sound may be,\\nIn the cold grave, under the deep, deep sea,\\nOr in the wide desert where no life is found.\\nSonnet. Silence.\\nWe watch 7 d her breathing through the night,\\nHer breathing soft and low,\\nAs in her breast the wave of life\\nKept heaving to and fro. The Death-Bed.\\nOur very hopes belied our fears,\\nOur fears our hopes belied\\nWe thought her dying when she slept,\\nAnd sleeping when she died. ibid.\\nI remember, I remember\\nThe fir-trees dark and high\\nI used to think their slender tops\\nWere close against the sky\\nIt was a childish ignorance,\\nBut now tis little joy\\nTo know I m farther off from heaven\\nThan when I was a boy. remember, I remember,\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 46.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0613.jp2"}, "608": {"fulltext": "584\\nHOOD.\\nShe stood breast-high amid the corn\\nClasp d by the golden light of morn,\\nLike the sweetheart of the sun,\\nWho many a glowing kiss had won.\\nThus she stood amid the stooks,\\nPraising God with sweetest looks.\\nWhen he is forsaken,\\nWithered and shaken,\\nWhat can an old man do but die\\nAnd there is even a happiness\\nThat makes the heart afraid.\\nThere s not a string attuned to mirth\\nBut has its chord in melancholy. 1\\nBut evil is wrought by want of thought,\\nAs well as want of heart.\\nRuth.\\nIbid.\\nSpring it is cheery.\\nOde to Melancholy.\\nIbid.\\nThe Lady s Dream.\\nOh would I were dead now,\\nOr up in my bed now,\\nTo cover my head now,\\nAnd have a good Cry A Table of Errata.\\nStraight down the crooked lane,\\nAnd all round the square. a Plain Direction.\\nFor my part, getting up seems not so easy\\nBy half as lying. Morning Meditations.\\nA man that s fond precociously of stirring\\nMust be a spoon. ibid.\\nSeem d washing his hands with invisible soap\\nIn imperceptible water. Miss Kilmansegg. Her Christening,\\nbed bed delicious bed\\nThat heaven upon earth to the weary head Her Dream.\\nHe lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,\\nTormenting himself with his prickles.\\nibid.\\n1 See Burton, page 185.", "height": "4605", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0614.jp2"}, "609": {"fulltext": "HOOD. 585\\nGold! Gold! Gold! Gold!\\nBright and yellow, hard and cold. er Moral\\nSpurn d by the young, but hugg d by the old\\nTo the very verge of the churchyard mould. ibid.\\nHow widely its agencies vary,\\nTo save, to ruin, to curse, to bless,\\nAs even its minted coins express,\\nNow stamp d with the image of Good Queen Bess,\\nAnd now of a Bloody Mary.\\nAnother tumble That s his precious nose\\nParental Ode to my Infant Son,\\nBoughs are daily rifled\\nBy the gusty thieves,\\nAnd the book of Nature\\nGetteth short of leaves. The Season.\\nWith fingers weary and worn,\\nWith eyelids heavy and red,\\nA woman sat in unwomanly rags\\nPlying her needle and thread,\\nStitch Stitch Stitch The Song of the Shirt.\\nmen with sisters dear,\\nmen Avith mothers and wives,\\nIt is not linen you re wearing out,\\nBut human creatures lives 1 ibid.\\nSewing at once a double thread,\\nA shroud as well as a shirt. ibid.\\nGod that bread should be so dear,\\nAnd flesh and blood so cheap ibid.\\nXo blessed leisure for love or hope,\\nBut only time for grief. ibid.\\nMy tears must stop, for every drop\\nHinders needle and thread. ibid.\\n1 See Scott, page 493.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0615.jp2"}, "610": {"fulltext": "586 HOOD. LINLEY.\\nOne more unfortunate\\nWeary of breath,\\nRashly importunate,\\nGone to her death. The Bridge of Sighs.\\nTake her up tenderly,\\nLift her with care\\nFashioned so slenderly,\\nYoung, and so fair jud.\\nAlas for the rarity\\nOf Christian charity\\nUnder the sun md.\\nEven God s providence\\nSeeming estranged. ma.\\n!STo sun, no moon, no morn, no noon,\\nNo dawn, no dusk, no proper time of day,\\nNo road, no street, no t other side the way,\\nNo shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,\\nNo fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no buds. November,\\nNo solemn sanctimonious face I pull,\\nNor think I m pious when I m only bilious\\nNor study in my sanctum supercilious,\\nTo frame a Sabbath Bill or forge a Bull.\\nOde to Rae Wilson.\\nThe Quaker loves an ample brim,\\nA hat that bows to no salaam\\nAnd dear the beaver is to him\\nAs if it never made a dam. ah round my Hat.\\nGEOEGE LINLEY. 1798-1865.\\nEver of thee I m fondly dreaming,\\nThy gentle voice my spirit can cheer. Ever of Thee.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0616.jp2"}, "611": {"fulltext": "LINLEY. 587\\nThou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream,\\nAnd I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream.\\nThou art gone.\\nTho lost to sight, to mem ry dear\\nThou ever wilt remain\\nOne only hope my heart can cheer,\\nThe hope to meet again.\\nOh fondly on the past I dwell,\\nAnd oft recall those hours\\nWhen, wand ring down the shady dell,\\nWe gathered the wild-flowers.\\nYes, life then seem d one pure delight,\\nTho now each spot looks drear\\nYet tho thy smile be lost to sight,\\nTo mem ry thou art dear.\\nOft in the tranquil hour of night,\\nWhen stars illume the sky,\\nI gaze upon each orb of light,\\nAnd wish that thou wert by,\\nI think upon that happy time,\\nThat time so fondly lov d,\\nWhen last we heard the sweet bells chime,\\nAs thro the fields we rov d.\\nYes, life then seem d one pure delight,\\nTho now each spot looks drear\\nYet tho thy smile be lost to sight,\\nTo mem ry thou art dear. Song A\\n1 This song written and composed by Linley for Mr. Augustus Braham,\\nand sung by him is given entire, as so much inquiry has been made for\\nthe source of Though lost to Sight, to Memory dear. 1 It is not known\\nwhen the song was written, probably about 1830.\\nAnother song, entitled Though lost to Sight, to Memory dear, was\\npublished in London in 1880, purporting to have been written by Ruthven\\nJenkyns in 1703. It is said to have been published in the Magazine for\\nMariners. No such magazine, however, ever existed, and the composer\\nof the music acknowledged, in a private letter, to have copied the song from\\nan American newspaper. There is no other authority for the origin of this\\nsong, and the reputed author, Ruthven Jenkyns, was living, under the name\\nof C in California in 1882.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0617.jp2"}, "612": {"fulltext": "588 BLACKER. POLLOK. CHOATE.\\nCOLONEL BLACKEE.\\nPut your trust in God, my boys, and keep your pow-\\nder dry. Oliver s Advice. 1834.\\nKOBEKT POLLOK. 1799-1827.\\nSorrows remembered sweeten present joy.\\nThe Course of Time. Booh i. Line 464.\\nHe laid his band upon the Ocean s mane,\\nAnd played familiar with his hoary locks. 2\\nBooh iv. Line 389.\\nHe was a man\\nWho stole the livery of the court of Heaven\\nTo serve the Devil in. B ooh via. Line 616.\\nWith one hand he put\\nA penny in the urn of poverty,\\nAnd with the other took a shilling out. Line 632.\\nEUFUS CHOATE. 1799-1859.\\nThere was a state without king or nobles there was\\na church without a bishop 3 there was a people gov-\\nerned by grave magistrates which it had selected, and\\nby equal laws which it had framed.\\nSpeech before the New England Society, Dec. 22, 1843.\\nWe join ourselves to no party that does not carry the\\nflag and keep step to the music of the Union.\\nLetter to the Whig Convention, 1855*\\n1 There is a well-authenticated anecdote of Cromwell. On a certain occa-\\nsion, when his troops were about crossing a river to attack the enemy, he\\nconcluded an address, couched in the usual fanatic terms in use among\\nthem, with these words: u Put your trust in God; but mind to keep your\\npowder dry! Hayes: Ballads of Ireland, vol. i. p. 191.\\n2 See Byron, page 548.\\n3 The Americans equally detest the pageantry of a king and the super-\\ncilious hypocrisy of a bishop. Junius Letter xxxv. Dec. 19, 1769.\\nIt [Calvinism] established a religion without a prelate, a government\\nwithout a king, George Bancroft History of the United States, vol.\\nin. chap. vi.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0618.jp2"}, "613": {"fulltext": "CHOATE. HERVEY. MACAULAY. 589\\nIts constitution the glittering and sounding generali-\\nties of natural right which make up the Declaration of\\nIndependence. Letter to the Maine Whig Committee, 1856.\\nTHOMAS K. HERVEY. 1799-1859.\\nThe tomb of him who would have made\\nThe world too glad and free.\\n^Mr The Devils Progress.\\nHe stood beside a cottage lone\\nAnd listened to a lute,\\nOne summer s eve, when the breeze was gone,\\nAnd the nightingale was mute. ibid.\\nA love that took an early root,\\nAnd had an early doom. ibid.\\nLike ships, that sailed for sunny isles,\\nBut never came to shore. ibid.\\nA Hebrew knelt in the dying light,\\nHis eye was dim and cold,\\nThe hairs on his brow were silver-white,\\nAnd his blood was thin and old. ibid.\\nTHOMAS B. MACAULAY. 1800-1859.\\n{From his Essays.)\\nThat is the best government which desires to make the\\npeople happy, and knows how to make them happy.\\nOn Mitford s History of Greece. 1824.\\n1 Although Mr. Choate has usually been credited with the original utter-\\nance of the words glittering generalities, the following quotation will\\nshow that he was anticipated therein by several years\\nWe fear that the glittering generalities of the speaker have left an\\nimpression more delightful than permanent. Franklin J. Dickman:\\nReview of a Lecture by Rufus Choate, Providence Journal, Dec. 14, 1849.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0619.jp2"}, "614": {"fulltext": "590 MACAULAY.\\nFree trade, one of the greatest blessings which a gov-\\nernment can confer on a people, is in almost every coun-\\ntry unpopular. On Mitford s History of Greece. 1824.\\nThe history of nations, in the sense in which I use\\nthe word, is often best studied in works not professedly\\nhistorical. ibid.\\nWherever literature consoles sorrow or assuages pain\\nwherever it brings gladness to eyes whicrfifail with wake-\\nfulness and tears, and ache for the da rl?^hpuse and the\\nlong sleep, there is exhibited in its nobH|^form the\\nimmortal influence of Athens. ibid.\\nWe hold that the most wonderful and splendid proof\\nof genius is a great poem produced in a civilized age.\\nOn Milton. 1825.\\nNobles by the right of an earlier creation, and priests\\nby the imposition of a mightier hand. ibid.\\nOut of his surname they have coined an epithet for a\\nknave, and out of his Christian name a synonym for the\\nDevil. 1 On Mackiavelli. 1825.\\nThe English Bible, a book which if everything else\\nin our language should perish, would alone suffice to show\\nthe whole extent of its beauty and power.\\nOn John Dryden. 1828.\\nHis imagination resembled the wings of an ostrich. It\\nenabled him to run, though not to soar. ibid.\\nA man possessed of splendid talents, which he often\\nabused, and of a sound judgment, the admonitions of\\nwhich he often neglected a man who succeeded only in\\nan inferior department of his art, but who in that depart-\\nment succeeded pre-eminently. ibid.\\nHe had a head which statuaries loved to copy, and a\\nfoot the deformity of which the beggars in the streets\\nmimicked. On Jfoore s Life of Lord Byron. 1830.\\n1 See Butler, page 215.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0620.jp2"}, "615": {"fulltext": "MACAULAY. 591\\nWe know no spectacle so ridiculous as the British pub-\\nlic in one of its periodical fits of morality.\\nOn Moore s Life of Lord Byron. 1830.\\nFrom the poetry of Lord Byron they drew a system\\nof ethics compounded of misanthropy and voluptuous-\\nness, a system in which the two great command-\\nments were to hate your neighbour and to love your\\nneighbour s wife. iua.\\nThat wonderful book, while it obtains admiration from\\nthe most fastidious critics, is loved by those who are too\\nSimple to admire it. On Bunyan s Pilgrim s Progress. 1831.\\nThe conformation of his mind was such that whatever\\nwas little seemed to him great, and whatever was great\\nSeemed to him little. On Horace Walpole. 1833.\\nWhat a singular destiny has been that of this remark-\\nable man To be regarded in his own age as a classic,\\nand in ours as a companion To receive from his con-\\ntemporaries that full homage which men of genius have\\nin general received only from posterity to be more inti-\\nmately known to posterity than other men are known to\\ntheir contemporaries\\nOn BoswelVs Life of Johnson (Croker s ed.). 1831.\\nTemple was a man of the world amongst men of let-\\nters, a man of letters amongst men of the world. 1\\nOn Sir William Temple. 1838.\\nShe [the Roman Catholic Church] may still exist in\\nundiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zea-\\nland shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand\\non a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins\\nof St. Paul s. 2 On Ranke s History of the Popes. 1840.\\n1 See Pope, page 331-332.\\n2 The same image was employed by Macaulav in 1824 in the concluding\\nparagraph of a review of Mitford s Greece, and he repeated it in his review\\nof Mill s u Essay on Government in 1829.\\nWhat cities, as great as this, have promised themselves immor-\\ntality Posterity can hardly trace the situation of some. The sorrowful\\ntraveller wanders over the awful ruins of others. Here stood their cit-", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0621.jp2"}, "616": {"fulltext": "592 MAC AULA Y.\\nThe chief -justice was rich, quiet, and infamous.\\nOn Warren Hastings, 1841.\\nIn that temple of silence and reconciliation where the\\nenmities of twenty generations lie buried, in the great\\nAbbey which has during many ages afforded a quiet\\nresting-place to those whose minds and bodies have been\\nshattered by the contentions of the Great Hall. md.\\nIn order that he might rob a neighbour whom he had\\npromised to defend, black men fought on the coast of\\nCoromandel and red men scalped each other by the great\\nlakes of North America. On Frederic the Great. 1842.\\nWe hardly know an instance of the strength and weak-\\nness of human nature so striking and so grotesque as\\nthe character of this haughty, vigilant, resolute, sagacious\\nadel, but now grown over with weeds there their senate-house, but now\\nthe haunt of every noxious reptile temples and theatres stood here, now\\nonly an undistinguished heap of ruins. Goldsmith The Bee, No. iv.\\n(1759.) A City Night Piece.\\nWho knows but that hereafter some traveller like myself will sit down\\nupon the banks of the Seine, the Thames, or the Zuyder Zee, where now, in\\nthe tumult of enjoyment, the heart and the eyes are too slow to take in the\\nmultitude of sensations? Who knows but he will sit down solitary amid\\nsilent ruins, and weep a people inurned and their greatness changed into an\\nempty name? Volney Ruins, chap. ii.\\nAt last some curious traveller from Lima will visit England, and give a\\ndescription of the ruins of St. Paul s, like the editions of Baalbec and Pal-\\nmyra. Horace Walpole Letter to Mas a, Nov. 24, 1774.\\nWhere now is Britain?\\nEven as the savage sits upon the stone\\nThat marks where stood her capitols, and hears\\nThe bittern booming in the weeds, he shrinks\\nFrom the dismaying solitude.\\nHenry Ktrke White Time\\nIn the firm expectation that when London shall be a habitation of\\nbitterns, when St. Paul and Westminster Abbey shall stand shapeless and\\nnameless ruins in the midst of an unpeopled marsh, when the piers of\\nWaterloo Bridge shall become the nuclei of islets of reeds and osiers, and\\ncast the jagged shadows of their broken arches on the solitary stream,\\nsome Transatlantic commentator will be weighing in the scales of some\\nnew and now un imagined system of criticism the respective merits of the\\nBells and the Fudges and their historians. Shelley Dedication to Peter\\nBell.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0622.jp2"}, "617": {"fulltext": "MACAULAY. 593\\nblue-stocking, half Mithridates and half Trissotin, bear-\\ning up against a world in arms, with an ounce of poison\\nin one pocket and a quire of bad verses in the other.\\nOn Frederic the Great. 1842.\\nI shall cheerfully bear the reproach of having descended\\nbelow the dignity of history. 1\\nHistory of England. Vol. i. Chap. i.\\nThere were gentlemen and there were seamen in the\\nnavy of Charles II. But the seamen were not gentle-\\nmen, and the gentlemen were not seamen. Chap. a.\\nThe Puritans hated bear-baiting, not because it gave\\npain to the bear, but because it gave pleasure to the\\nspectators. 2 chap. Hi.\\nI have not the Chancellor s encyclopedic mind. He is\\nindeed a kind of semi-Solomon. He half knows every-\\nthing, from the cedar to the hyssop.\\nLetter to Macvey Napier, Dec. 17, 1830.\\nTo every man upon this earth\\nDeath cometh soon or late\\nAnd how can man die better\\nThan facing fearful odds\\nFor the ashes of his fathers\\nAnd the temples of his gods\\nLays of Ancient Rome. Horatius, xxvii.\\nHow well Horatius kept the bridge\\nIn the brave days of old. ixx.\\nThese be the great Twin Brethren\\nTo whom the Dorians pray.\\nThe Battle of Lake Regillus,\\nThe sweeter sound of woman s praise.\\nLines written in August, 1847.\\nYe diners-out from whom we guard our spoons. 3\\nPolitical Georgics.\\n1 See Bolingbroke, page 304.\\n2 Even bear-baiting was esteemed heathenish and unchristian the sport\\nof it, not the inhumanity, gave offence. Hume History of England,\\nvol. i. chap. Ixii.\\n3 Macaulay, in a letter, June 29, 1831, says, I sent these lines to the\\nTimes about three years ago.\\n38", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0623.jp2"}, "618": {"fulltext": "594 WADE. TAYLOR.\\nJ. A. WADE. 1800-1875.\\nMeet me by moonlight alone,\\nAnd then I will tell you a tale\\nMust be told by the moonlight alone,\\nIn the grove at the end of the vale\\nMeet me by Moonlight.\\nT were vain to tell thee all I feel,\\nOr say for thee I d die. r were vain to tell.\\nSIK HENRY TAYLOR. 1800-18\u00e2\u0080\u0094.\\nThe world knows nothing of its greatest men.\\nPhilip Van Artevelde. Part i. Act i. Sc. 5.\\nAn unreflected light did never yet\\nDazzle the vision feminine.\\nHe that lacks time to mourn, lacks time to mend.\\nEternity mourns that. T is an ill cure\\nFor life s worst ills, to have no time to feel them.\\nWhere sorrow s held intrusive and turned out,\\nThere wisdom will not enter, nor true power,\\nNor aught that dignifies humanity. jbid.\\nWe figure to ourselves\\nThe thing we like and then we build it up,\\nAs chance will have it, on the rock or sand,\\nEor thought is tired of wandering o er the world,\\nAnd homebound Eancy runs her bark ashore. ibid.\\nSuch souls,\\nWhose sudden visitations daze the world,\\nVanish like lightning, but they leave behind\\nA voice that in the distance far away\\nWakens the slumbering ages. sc. 7.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0624.jp2"}, "619": {"fulltext": "SEWARD. PRAED. MORRIS. 595\\nWILLIAM H. SEWARD. 1801-1872.\\nThere is a higher law than the Constitution.\\nSpeech, March 11, 1850.\\nIt is an irrepressible conflict between opposing and\\nenduring forces. Speech, Oct. 25, 1858.\\nW. M. PEAED. 1802-1839.\\nTwelve years ago I was a boy,\\nA happy boy at Drury s.\\nSchool and Schoolfellows.\\nSome lie beneath the churchyard stone.\\nAnd some before the speaker. ibid.\\nI remember, I remember\\nHow my childhood fleeted by,\\nThe mirth of its December\\nAnd the warmth of its July.\\nremember, 1 remember.\\nGEOEGE P. MOEEIS. 1802-1864.\\nWoodman, spare that tree\\nTouch not a single bough 1\\nIn youth it sheltered me,\\nAnd I 11 protect it now.\\nWoodman, spare that Tree 1830.\\nA song for our banner The watchword recall\\nWhich gave the Eepublic her station\\nUnited we stand, divided we fall\\nIt made and preserves us a nation 2\\n1 See Campbell, page 516. 2 g ee Key, page 517.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0625.jp2"}, "620": {"fulltext": "596 MORRIS. GREENE. CHILD.\\nThe union of lakes, the union of lands,\\nThe union of States none can sever,\\nThe union of hearts, the union of hands,\\nAnd the flag of our Union forever\\nThe Flag of our Union.\\nNear the lake where drooped the willow,\\nLong time ago Near the Lake.\\nALBEET G. GBEENE. 1802-1868.\\nOld Grimes is dead, that good old man\\nWe never shall see more\\nHe used to wear a long black coat\\nAll buttoned down before. 1 old Grimes.\\nLYDIA MAEIA CHILD. 1802-1880.\\nEngland may as well dam up the waters of the Nile\\nwith bulrushes as to fetter the step of Freedom, more\\nproud and firm in this youthful land than where she\\ntreads the sequestered glens of Scotland, or couches her-\\nself among the magnificent mountains of Switzerland.\\nSupposititious Speech of James Otis. The Rebels, Chap. iv.\\n1 John Lee is dead, that good old man,\\nWe ne er shall see him more;\\nHe used to wear an old drab coat\\nAll buttoned down before.\\nTo the memory of John Lee, who died May 21, 1823.\\nAn Inscription in Matherne Churchyard.\\nOld Abram Brown is dead and gone,\\nYou 11 never see him more;\\nHe used to wear a long brown coat\\nThat buttoned down before.\\nHalliwell Nursery Rhymes of England.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0626.jp2"}, "621": {"fulltext": "JERROLD. 597\\nDOUGLAS JEEEOLD. 1803-1857.\\nHe is one of those wise philanthropists who in a time\\nof famine would vote for nothing but a supply of tooth-\\npicks. Douglas JerrokVs Wit.\\nThe surest way to hit a woman s heart is to take aim\\nkneeling. ibid.\\nThe nobleman of the garden. The Pineapple.\\nThat fellow would vulgarize the day of judgment.\\nA Comic Author.\\nThe best thing I know between France and England is\\nthe sea, The Anglo-French Alliance.\\nThe life of the husbandman, a life fed by the bounty\\nof earth and sweetened by the airs of heaven.\\nThe Husbandman s Life,\\nSome people are so fond of ill-luck that they run half-\\nway to meet it. Meeting Troubles Half-way.\\nEarth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe\\nand She laughs with a harvest. A Land of Plenty [Australia].\\nThe ugliest of trades have their moments of pleasure.\\nNow, if I were a grave-digger, or even a hangman, there\\nare some people I could work for with a great deal of\\nenjoyment. Ugly Trades.\\nA blessed companion is a book, a book that fitly\\nchosen is a life-long friend. Books.\\nThere is something about a wedding-gown prettier than\\nin any other gown in the world. a Wedding-gown.\\nHe was so good he would pour rose-water on a toad.\\nA Charitable Man.\\nAs for the brandy, nothing extenuate and the\\nwater, put nought in in malice. Shakespeare Grog.\\nTalk to him of Jacob s ladder, and he would ask the\\nnumber Of the Steps. A Matter-of-fact Man.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0627.jp2"}, "622": {"fulltext": "598 EMERSON.\\nEALPH WALDO EMERSON. 1803-1882.\\nNor knowest thou what argument\\nThy life to thy neighbor s creed has lent.\\nAll are needed by each one\\nNothing is fair or good alone. Each and All.\\nI wiped away the weeds and foam,\\nI fetched my sea-born treasures home\\nBut the poor, unsightly, noisome things\\nHad left their beauty on the shore,\\nWith the sun and the sand and the wild uproar. md.\\nNot from a vain or shallow thought\\nHis awful Jove young Phidias brought. The Problem.\\nOut from the heart of Nature rolled\\nThe burdens of the Bible old. jbid.\\nThe hand that rounded Peter s dome,\\nAnd groined the aisles of Christian Rome,\\nWrought in a sad sincerity\\nHimself from God he could not free\\nHe builded better than he knew\\nThe conscious stone to beauty grew. jud.\\nEarth proudly wears the Parthenon\\nAs the best gem upon her zone. ibid.\\nEarth laughs in flowers to see her boastful boys\\nEarth-proud, proud of the earth which is not theirs\\nWho steer the plough, but cannot steer their feet\\nClear of the grave. Eamatreya.\\nGood bye, proud world I m going home\\nThou art not my friend, and I m not thine. 1 Good Bye.\\nFor what are they all in their high conceit,\\nWhen man in the bush with God may meet ibid.\\n1 See Byron, page 542.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0628.jp2"}, "623": {"fulltext": "EMEKSON. 599\\nIf eyes were made for seeing.\\nThen Beauty is its own excuse for being. The Rhodora.\\nThings are in the saddle,\\nAnd ride mankind. 1 Ode, inscribed to W. H. Charming.\\nOlympian bards who sung\\nDivine ideas below,\\nWhich always find us young\\nAnd always keep us so. Ode to Beauty.\\nHeartily know,\\nWhen half-gods go,\\nThe gods arrive. Give all to Love.\\nLove not the flower they pluck and know it not,\\nAnd all their botany is Latin names. Blight.\\nThe silent organ loudest chants\\nThe master s requiem. Dirge.\\nBy the rude bridge that arched the flood,\\nTheir flag to April s breeze unfurled.\\nHere once the embattl d farmers stood,\\nAnd fired the shot heard round the world. 2\\nHymn sung at the Completion of the Battle Monument.\\nWhat potent blood hath modest May\\nMay-Day.\\nAnd striving to be man, the worm\\nMounts through all the spires of form. ibid.\\nAnd every man, in love or pride,\\nOf his fate is never wide. Nemesis.\\nNone shall rule but the humble,\\nAnd none but Toil shall have.\\nBoston Hymn. 1863.\\n1 I never could believe that Providence had sent a few men into the world\\nready booted and spurred to ride, and millions ready saddled and bridled to\\nbe ridden. Rumbold (when on the scaffold).\\n2 No war or battle sound\\nWas heard the world around.\\nMilton Hymn of Christ s Nativity, line 31.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0629.jp2"}, "624": {"fulltext": "600 EMERSON.\\nOh, tenderly the haughty day\\nPills his blue urn with fire.\\nOde, Concord, July 4, 1857.\\nGo put your creed into your deed,\\nNor speak with double tongue.\\nSo nigh is grandeur to our dust,\\nSo near is God to man,\\nWhen Duty whispers low, Thou must,\\nThe youth replies, I can Voluntaries,\\nWhoever fights, whoever falls,\\nJustice conquers evermore. iud.\\nSolution.\\nNor sequent centuries could hit\\nOrbit and sum of Shakespeare s wit.\\nBorn for success he seemed,\\nWith grace to win, with heart to hold,\\nWith shining gifts that took all eyes.\\nIn Memoriam.\\nNor mourn the unalterable Days\\nThat Genius goes and Folly stays. ibid.\\nFear not, then, thou child infirm\\nThere s no god dare wrong a worm. Compensation.\\nHe thought it happier to be dead,\\nTo die for Beauty, than live for bread. Beauty.\\nWilt thou seal up the avenues of ill\\nPay every debt, as if God wrote the bill\\nSuum Cuique.\\nToo busy with the crowded hour to fear to live or die.\\nQuatrains. Nature.\\nThough love repine, and reason chafe,\\nThere came a voice without reply,\\nT is man s perdition to be safe\\nWhen for the truth he ought to die.\\nSacrifce.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0630.jp2"}, "625": {"fulltext": "EMERSON. 601\\nFor what avail the plough or sail,\\nOr land or life, if freedom fail Boston.\\nIf the single man plant himself indomitably on his\\ninstincts, and there abide, the huge world will come\\nround to him. 1\\nNature. Addresses and Lectures, The American Scholar.\\nThere is no great and no small 2\\nTo the Soul that inaketh all\\nAnd where it cometh, all things are\\nAnd it cometh everywhere.\\nEssays. First Series. Epigraph to History.\\nTime dissipates to shining ether the solid angularity\\nOf facts. History.\\nNature is a mutable cloud which is always and never\\nthe same. ibid.\\nA man is a bundle of relations, a knot of roots, whose\\nflower and fruitage is the world. ibid.\\nThe virtue in most request is conformity. Self-reli-\\nance is its aversion. It loves not realities and creators,\\nbut names and customs. Self-Reliance.\\nA foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds,\\nadored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines.\\nIbid\\nTo be great is to be misunderstood. ibid.\\nDiscontent is the want of self-reliance it is infirmity\\nof will. ibid.\\nEverything in Nature contains all the powers of Nature.\\nEverything is made of one hidden stuff. Compensation.\\nIt is impossible for a man to be cheated by any one\\nbut himself, as for a thing to be and not to be at the\\nsame time. ibid.\\n1 Everything comes if a man will only wait. Disraeli Tancred,\\nbook iv. chap, viii.\\n2 See Pope, page 316.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0631.jp2"}, "626": {"fulltext": "602 EMERSON.\\nProverbs, like the sacred books of each nation, are the\\nsanctuary of the intuitions.\\nEssays. First Seines. Compensation.\\nEvery action is measured by the depth of the senti-\\nment from which it proceeds. Spiritual Laws.\\nAll mankind love a lover. Love.\\nA ruddy drop of manly blood\\nThe surging sea outweighs\\nThe world uncertain comes and goes,\\nThe lover rooted stays.\\nEpigraph to Friendship.\\nA friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of\\nNature. Friendship.\\nNothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.\\nCircles.\\nThere is nothing settled in manners, but the laws of\\nbehaviour yield to the energy of the individual.\\nEssays. Second Series. Manners.\\nAnd with Caesar to take in his hand the army, the em-\\npire, and Cleopatra, and say, All these, will I relinquish\\nif you will show me the fountain of the Nile.\\nNew England Reformers.\\nHe is great who is what *he is from Nature, and who\\nnever reminds us of others.\\nRepresentative Men. Uses of Great Men.\\nIs not marriage an open question, when it is alleged,\\nfrom the beginning of the world, that such as are in the\\ninstitution wish to get out, and such as are out wish to\\nget in a Montaigne.\\nThought is the property of him who can entertain it,\\nand of him who can adequately place it.\\nShakespeare.\\n1 See Davies, page 176.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0632.jp2"}, "627": {"fulltext": "EMERSON. 603\\nThe hearing ear is always found close to the speaking\\ntongue. English Traits. Race,\\nI find the Englishman to be him of all men who stands\\nfirmest in his shoes. Manners.\\nA creative economy is the fuel of magnificence.\\nAristocracy.\\nThe manly part is to do with might and main what\\nyOU Can do. The Conduct of Life. Wealth.\\nThe alleged power to charm down insanity, or ferocity\\nin beasts, is a power behind the eye. Behaviour.\\nFine manners need the support of fine manners in\\nothers. md.\\nGood is a good doctor, but Bad is sometimes a better.\\nConsiderations by the Way.\\nGod may forgive sins, he said, but awkwardness has\\nno forgiveness in heaven or earth. Society and Solitude.\\nHitch your wagon to a Star. Civilization.\\nI rarely read any Latin, Greek, German, Italian, some-\\ntimes not a French book, in the original, which I can\\nprocure in a good version. I like to be beholden to the\\ngreat metropolitan English speech, the sea which receives\\ntributaries from every region under heaven. I should as\\nsoon think of swimming across Charles River when I\\nwish to go to Boston, as of reading all my books in origi-\\nnals when I have them rendered for me in my mother\\ntongue. Boohs.\\nWe do not count a man s years until he has nothing\\nelse to count. Old Age.\\nLife is not so short but that there is always time\\nenough for courtesy. Letters and Social Aims. Social Aims.\\nBy necessity, by proclivity, and by delight, we all\\nCjUOte. Quotation and Originality.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0633.jp2"}, "628": {"fulltext": "604 EMERSON. HORNE.\\nNext to the originator of a good sentence is the first\\nquoter 01 it. Letters and Social Aims. Quotation and Originality.\\nWhen Shakespeare is charged with debts to his au-\\nthors, Landor replies, Yet he was more original than\\nhis originals. He breathed upon dead bodies and brought\\nthem into life. ibid.\\nIn fact, it is as difficult to appropriate the thoughts of\\nothers as it is to invent. ibid.\\nThe passages of Shakespeare that we most prize were\\nnever quoted until within this century. ibid.\\nGreat men are they who see that spiritual is stronger\\nthan any material force that thoughts rule the world.\\nProgress of Culture. Phi Beta Kappa Address, July 18, 1867.\\nI do not find that the age or country makes the least\\ndifference no, nor the language the actors spoke, nor\\nthe religion which they professed, whether Arab in the\\ndesert or Frenchman in the Academy. I see that sensi-\\nble men and conscientious men all over the world were\\nof one religion. 2\\nLectures and Biographical Sketches. The Preacher.\\nEICHAED HENGEST HOENE. 1803-\\nT is always morn somewhere in the world. 3\\nOrion. Book Hi. Canto ii. (1843.)\\n1 There is not less wit nor less invention in applying rightly a thought\\none finds in a book, than in being the first author of that thought. Cardinal\\ndu Perron has been heard to say that the happy application of a verse of\\nVirgil has deserved a talent. Bayle vol. ii. p. 779.\\nThough old the thought and oft exprest,\\nT is his at last who says it best.\\nLowell: For an Autograph.\\n2 See Johnson, page 370.\\n3 T is always morn somewhere. Longfellow Wayside Inn. Birds\\nof Killing worth, stanza 16.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0634.jp2"}, "629": {"fulltext": "GARRISON. HO WITT. 605\\nWILLIAM LLOYD GAERISON. 1804-1879.\\nMy country is the world; my countrymen are man-\\nkind. Prospectus of the Public Liberator, 1830.\\nI am in earnest. I will not equivocate I will not\\nexcuse I will not retreat a single inch and I will be\\nheard Salutatory of the Liberator, Jan. 1, 1831.\\nOur country is the world; our countrymen are man-\\nkind. Motto of the Liberator, Vol. i. No. 1, 1831.\\nI will be as harsh as truth and as uncompromising as\\njustice. The Liberator, Vol. i. No. 1, 1831.\\nOur country is the world our countrymen are all\\nmankind. Prospectus of the Liberator, Dec. 15, 1837.\\nThe compact which exists between the North and the\\nSouth is a covenant with death and an agreement with\\nhell. Resolution adopted by the Antislavery Society, Jan, 27, 1843.\\nMAEY HOWITT. 1804-\\nOld England is our home, and Englishmen are we\\nOur tongue is known in every clime, our flag in every sea.\\nOld England is our Home.\\nWill you walk into my parlour said a spider to a fly\\nTis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy.\\nThe Spider and the Fly.\\n1 Socrates said he was not an Athenian or a Greek, but a citizen of the\\nworld. Plutarch On Banishment.\\nDiogenes, when asked from what country he came, replied, I am a\\ncitizen of the world. Diogenes Laertius.\\nMy country is the world, and my religion is to do good. Thomas\\nPaine Eights of Man. chap. v.\\n2 We have made a covenant with death, and with hell are we at agree-\\nment. Isaiah xxviii. 15.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0635.jp2"}, "630": {"fulltext": "606 ADAMS. LYTTON.\\nSAEAH FLOWER ADAMS. 1805-1848.\\nNearer, my God, to Thee\\nNearer to Thee\\nE en though it be a cross\\nThat raiseth me,\\nStill all my song shall be,\\nNearer, my God, to Thee\\nNearer to Thee\\nEDWARD BULWER LYTTON. 1805-1873.\\nCurse away\\nAnd let me tell thee, Beausant, a wise proverb\\nThe Arabs have, Curses are like young chickens,\\nAnd still come home to roost.\\nThe Lady of Lyons. Act v. Sc. 2.\\nBeneath the rule of men entirely great,\\nThe pen is mightier than the sword. 1\\nRichelieu. Act ii. Sc. 2.\\nTake away the sword\\nStates can be saved without it. Md.\\nIn the lexicon of youth, which fate reserves\\nFor a bright manhood, there is no such word\\nAs fail. Ibid.\\nThe brilliant chief, irregularly great,\\nFrank, haughty, rash, the Rupert of debate 2\\nThe New Timon. (1846.) Parti.\\nAlone that worn-out word,.\\nSo idly spoken, and so coldly heard\\nYet all that poets sing and grief hath known\\nOf hopes laid waste, knells in that word Alone\\nPart ii.\\n1 See Burton, page 189.\\n2 In April, 1844, Mr. Disraeli thus alluded to Lord Stanley: ^The noble\\nlord is the Rupert of debate.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0636.jp2"}, "631": {"fulltext": "LYTTON. DISRAELI. 607\\nWhen stars are in the quiet skies,\\nThen most I pine for thee\\nBend on me then thy tender eyes,\\nAs stars look on the sea.\\nWhen Stars are in the quiet Skies.\\nBuy my flowers, oh buy, I pray\\nThe blind girl comes from afar.\\nBuy my Flowers.\\nThe man who smokes, thinks like a sage and acts like\\na Samaritan. Night and Morning. Chap. vi.\\nBEiSTJAMIK DISRAELI (EARL BEACOXSFIELD).\\n1805-1881.\\nEree trade is not a principle, it is an expedient. 1\\nOn Import Duties, April 25, 1843.\\nThe noble lord 2 is the Rupert of debate. 3\\nSpeech, April, 1844,\\nA conservative government is an organized hypocris3 r\\nSpeech, March 17, 1845.\\nA precedent embalms a principle. Speech, Feb. 22, 1848.\\nIt is much easier to be critical than to be correct.\\nSpeech, Jan. 24, 1860.\\nThe characteristic of the present age is craving cre-\\ndulity. Speech, Nov. 25, 1864.\\nAssassination has never changed the history of the\\nWOrld. Speech, May, 1865.\\nI see before me the statue of a celebrated minister, 4\\nwho said that confidence was a plant of slow growth.\\nBut I believe, however gradual may be the growth of\\nconfidence, that of credit requires still more time to\\narrive at maturity. Speech, Nov. 9, 1867.\\n1 It is a condition which confronts us, not a theory. Grover Cleve-\\nland Annual Message, 1887. Reference to the Tariff,\\n2 Lord Stanley.\\n3 See Bulwer, page 606.\\n4 William Pitt, Earl of Chatham.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0637.jp2"}, "632": {"fulltext": "608 DISRAELI.\\nThe secret of success is constancy to purpose.\\nSpeech, June 24, 1870.\\nThe author who speaks about his own books is almost\\nas bad as a mother who talks about her own children.\\nSpeech, Nov. 19, 1870.\\nApologies only account for that which they do not\\nalter. Speech, July 28, 1871.\\nIncreased means and increased leisure are the two\\nCivilizers of man. Speech, April 3, 1872.\\nI repeat that all power is a trust that we are\\naccountable for its exercise that from the people and\\nfor the people all springs, and all must exist. 1\\nVivian Grey. Book vi. Chaj). vii.\\nMan is not the creature of circumstances. Circum-\\nstances are the creatures of men. md.\\nThe disappointment of manhood succeeds to the delu-\\nsion of youth let us hope that the heritage of old age\\nis not despair. Book via. Chap. iv.\\nThe first favourite was never heard of, the second fa-\\nvourite was never seen after the distance post, all the\\nten-to-oners were in the rear, and a dark horse 2 which\\nhad never been thought of, and which the careless St.\\nJames had never even observed in the list, rushed past\\nthe grand stand in sweeping triumph.\\nThe Young Duke. Book i. Chap. v.\\nPatience is a necessary ingredient of genius.\\nContarini Fleming. Part iv. Chap. v.\\nYouth is a blunder manhood a struggle old age a\\nregret. Coningsby. Book Hi. Chap. i.\\nBut what minutes Count them by sensation, and not\\nby calendars, and each moment is a day, and the race a\\nlife. Sybil Book I Chap. ii.\\nOnly think of Cockie Graves having gone and done it\\nIbid.\\n1 See Webster, page 532.\\n2 A common political phrase in the United States.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0638.jp2"}, "633": {"fulltext": "DISRAELI. 609\\nThe Duke of Wellington brought to the post of first\\nminister immortal fame. a quality of success which\\nwould almost seem to include all others.\\nSybil. Book i. Chap. Hi.\\nThe Egremonts had never said anything that was re-\\nmembered, or done anything that could be recalled, ibid.\\nIf the history of England be ever written by one who\\nhas the knowledge and the courage. and both qualities\\nare equally requisite for the undertaking. the world\\nwill be more astonished than when reading the Eonian\\nannals by Niebuhr. j^id.\\nThat earliest shock in one s life which occurs to all of\\nus which first makes us think. Chap. v.\\nTo be conscious that you are ignorant is a great step\\nto knowledge.\\nPrinciple is ever my niotto, not expediency.\\nBook a. chap. a,.\\nProperty has its duties as well as its rights. 1 chap. xi.\\nMr. Kremlin was distinguished for ignorance for he\\nhad only one idea, and that was wrong. 2 Booh w. Chap. v.\\nEverything comes if a man will only wait. 3\\nTancred. Book iv. Chap. vlii. (1847.)\\nThat when a man fell into his anecdotage, it was a\\nsign for him to retire. Lothair. Chap, xxviii.\\nYou know who critics are the men who have failed\\nin literature and art. 4 chap. xxxv.\\nHis Christianity was muscular. Endymion. Chap. x\\\\v.\\nThe Athanasian Creed is the most splendid ecclesiasti-\\ncal lyric ever poured forth by the genius of man.\\nChap. liv.\\n1 See Drummond, page 582.\\n2 See Johnson, page 371.\\n3 See Emerson, page 601.\\nAll things come round to him who will but wait. Longfellow\\nTales of a Wayside Inn. The Student s Tale. (1862.)\\n4 See Coleridge, page 505.\\n39", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0639.jp2"}, "634": {"fulltext": "610 DISRAELI. MONTGOMERY.\\nThe world is a wheel, and it will all come round right.\\nEndymion. Chap. Ixx,\\nAs for that, said Waldenshare, u sensible men are\\nall of the same religion. Pray, what is that in-\\nquired the Prince. u Sensible men never tell.\\nChap, Ixxxi.\\nThe sweet simplicity of the three per cents. 2 chap. xcvi.\\nKOBERT MONTGOMERY. 1807-1855.\\nAnd thou, vast ocean on whose awful face\\nTime s iron feet can print no ruin-trace. 3\\nThe Omnipresence of the Deity. Part i.\\nThe soul aspiring pants its source to mount,\\nAs streams meander level with their fount. 4 ibid.\\nThe solitary monk who shook the world\\nFrom pagan slumber, when the gospel trump\\nThunder d its challenge from his dauntless lips\\nIn peals of truth. Luther. Man s Need and God s Supply.\\nAnd not from Nature up to Nature s God, 5\\nBut down from Nature s God look Nature through.\\nIbid. A Landscape of Domestic Life.\\n1 See Johnson, page 370.\\nAn anecdote is related of Sir Anthony Ashley Cooper (1621-1683), who,\\nin speaking of religion, said, People differ in their discourse and profession\\nabout these matters, but men of sense are really but of one religion. To\\nthe inquiry of* What religion V the Earl said, Men of sense never tell\\nit. Burnet History of my own Times, vol. i. p. 175, note (edition 1833).\\n2 See Stowell, page 437.\\n3 See Byron, page 547.\\n4 We take this to be, on the whole, the worst similitude in the world In\\nthe first place, no stream meanders or can possibly meander level with the\\nfount. In the next place, if streams did meander level with their founts, no\\ntwo motions can be less like each other than that of meandering level and\\nthat of mounting upwards. Macaulay: Review of Montgomery s Poems\\n{Eleventh Edition). Edinburgh Review, April, 1830.\\nThese lines were omitted in the subsequent edition of the poem.\\n5 See Bolingbroke, page 304.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0640.jp2"}, "635": {"fulltext": "JEFFERYS. DUFFERIX. 611\\nCHAELES JEFFEEYS. 1807-1865.\\nCome o er tlie raoonlit sea,\\nThe waves are brightly glowing. The Moonlit Sea.\\nThe morn was fair, the skies were clear,\\nNo breath came o er the sea. The Rose of Allandale\\nMeek and lowly, pure and holy,\\nChief among the blessed three. Charity,\\nCome, wander with me, for the moonbeams are bright\\nOn river and forest, o er mountain and lea,\\nCome, wander with, me.\\nA word in season spoken\\nMay calm the troubled breast. a Word in Season.\\nThe bud is on the bough again,\\nThe leaf is On the tree. The Meeting of Spring and Summer.\\nI have heard the mavis singing\\nIts love-song to the morn\\nI Ve seen the dew-drop clinging\\nTo the rose jllSt newly born. Mary of Ar gyle.\\nWe. have lived and loved together\\nThrough many changing years\\nWe have shared each other s gladness,\\nAnd wept each other s tears.\\nWe have lived and loved together.\\nLADY DUFFEEIX. 1807-1867.\\nI m sitting on the stile, Mary,\\nWhere we sat side by side.\\nLament of the Irish Emigrant.\\nI m very lonely now, Mary,\\nFor the poor make no new friends\\nBut oh they love the better still\\nThe few our Father sends ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0641.jp2"}, "636": {"fulltext": "612 m LONGFELLOW.\\nHENRY W. LONGFELLOW. 1807-1882.\\n(From the edition of 1886.)\\nLook, then, into thine heart, and write 1\\nVoices of the Nigh t. Pre lude.\\nTell me not, in mournful numbers,\\nLife is but an empty dream\\nFor the soul is dead that slumbers,\\nAnd things are not what they seem. 2\\nA Psalm of Life.\\nLife is real life is earnest\\nAnd the grave is not its goal\\nDust thou art, to dust returnest,\\nWas not spoken of the soul. iud.\\nArt is long, and time is fleeting, 3\\nAnd our hearts, though stout and brave,\\nStill like muffled drums are beating\\nFuneral marches to the grave. 4 ibid.\\nTrust no future, howe er pleasant\\nLet the dead Past bury its dead\\nAct, act in the living present\\nHeart within, and God overhead ibid.\\nLives of great men all remind us\\nWe can make our lives sublime,\\nAnd departing, leave behind us\\nFootprints on the sands of time. /bid.\\nLet us, then, be up and doing,\\nWith a heart for any fate 5\\nStill achieving, still pursuing,\\nLearn to labour and to wait. ibid.\\n1 See Philip Sidney, page 34.\\n2 Things are not always what they seem. PhtEdrus Fables, book iv.\\nFable 2.\\n3 See Chaucer, page 6.\\nArt is long, life is short. Goethe Wilhelm Meister, vii. 9.\\n4 Our lives are but our marches to the grave. Beaumont and Fletcher\\nThe Humorous Lieutenant, act iii.sc. 5.\\n5 See Byron, page 553.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0642.jp2"}, "637": {"fulltext": "LONGFELLOW. 613\\nThere is a reaper whose name is Death, 1\\nAnd with his sickle keen\\nHe reaps the bearded grain at a breath,\\nAnd the flowers that grow between.\\nThe Reaper and the Flowers.\\nThe star of the unconquered will.\\nThe Light of Stars.\\nOh, fear not in a world like this,\\nAnd thou shalt know erelong,\\nKnow how sublime a thing it is\\nTo suffer and be strong. md.\\nSpake full well, in language quaint and olden,\\nOne who dwelleth by the castled Rhine,\\nWhen he called the flowers, so blue and golden,\\nStars, that in earth s firmament do shine. Flowers.\\nThe hooded clouds, like friars,\\nTell their beads in drops of rain. Midnight Mass.\\nNo tears\\nDim the sweet look that Nature wears.\\nSunrise on the Hills.\\nNo one is so accursed by fate,\\nNo one so utterly desolate,\\nBut some heart, though unknown,\\nResponds unto his Own. Endymion.\\nFor Time will teach thee soon the truth,\\nThere are no birds in last year s nest 2\\nIt is not always May.\\nInto each life some rain must fall,\\nSome days must be dark and dreary.\\nThe Rainy Day.\\n1 There is a Reaper whose name is death. Arnim and Brentano:\\nErntelied. (From Des Knaben Wunderhorn, ed. 1857, vol. i. p. 59.)\\n2 Never look for birds of this year in the nests of the last. Cervantes:\\nDon Quixote, part ii. chap. Ixxiv.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0643.jp2"}, "638": {"fulltext": "614 LONGFELLOW.\\nThe prayer of Ajax was for light. 1\\nThe Goblet of Life.\\nsuffering, sad humanity\\nO ye afflicted ones, who lie\\nSteeped to the lips in misery,\\nLonging, yet afraid to die,\\nPatient, though sorely tried md.\\nStanding with reluctant feet\\nWhere the brook and river meet,\\nWomanhood and childhood fleet Maidenhood.\\nthou child of many prayers\\nLife hath quicksands life hath snares ibid.\\nShe floats upon the river of his thoughts. 2\\nThe Spanish Student. Act it. Sc. 3.\\nA banner with the strange device. Excelsior.\\nThis is the place. Stand still, my steed,\\nLet me review the scene,\\nAnd summon from the shadowy past\\nThe forms that once have been.\\nA Gleam of Sunshine\\nThe day is done, and the darkness\\nFalls from the wings of Night,\\nAs a feather is wafted downward\\nFrom an eagle in his flight. The Day is done.\\nA feeling of sadness and longing\\nThat is not akin to pain,\\nAnd resembles sorrow only\\nAs the mist resembles the rain. ibid.\\nAnd the night shall be filled with music,\\nAnd the cares that infest the day\\nShall fold their tents like the Arabs,\\nAnd as silently steal away. ibid.\\n1 The light of Heaven restore\\nGive me to see, and Ajax asks no more.\\nPope The Iliad, booh xvii. line 730.\\n2 See Byron, page 553.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0644.jp2"}, "639": {"fulltext": "LONGFELLOW. 615\\nT\\nSail on, Ship of State\\nSail on, Union, strong and great\\nHumanity with all its fears,\\nWith all the hopes of future years,\\nIs hanging breathless on thy fate The Building of the Ship.\\nOur hearts, our hopes, are all with thee,\\nOur hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears,\\nOur faith triumphant o er our fears,\\nAre all with thee, are all with thee jua.\\nThe leaves of memory seemed to make\\nA mournful rustling in the dark. The Fire of Drift-wood.\\nThere is no flock, however watched and tended,\\nBut one dead lamb is there\\nThere is no fireside, howsoe er defended,\\nBut has one vacant chair. Resignation.\\nThe air is full of farewells to the dying,\\nAnd mournings for the dead. ibid.\\nBut oftentimes celestial benedictions\\nAssume this dark disguise. jud.\\nWhat seem to us but sad, funereal tapers\\nMay be heaven s distant lamps. iud.\\nThere is no death What seems so is transition\\nThis life of mortal breath\\nIs but a suburb of the life elysian,\\nWhose portal we call Death. ma.\\nSafe from temptation, safe from sin s pollution,\\nShe lives whom we call dead. jud.\\nIn the elder days of Art,\\nBuilders wrought with greatest care\\nEach minute and unseen part\\nFor the gods see everywhere. The Builders.\\nThis is the forest primeval. Evangeline. Part i.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0645.jp2"}, "640": {"fulltext": "616 LONGFELLOW.\\nWhen she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of ex-\\nquisite music. Evangeline. Part i. 1\\nBlossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the\\nangels. p ar t i. 3.\\nAnd as she looked around, she saw how Death the\\nconsoler,\\nLaying his hand upon many a heart, had healed it\\nforever. p ar t ii. 5.\\nGod had sifted three kingdoms to find the wheat for\\nthis planting. 1 The Courtship of Miles Standish. iv.\\nInto a world unknown, the corner-stone of a nation 2\\nIbid.\\nSaint Augustine well hast thou said,\\nThat of our vices we can frame\\nA ladder, if we will but tread\\nBeneath our feet each deed of shame. 3\\nThe Ladder of Saint Augustine.\\nThe heights by great men reached and kept\\nWere not attained by sudden flight,\\nBut they while their companions slept\\nWere toiling upward in the night. iud.\\nThe surest pledge of a deathless name\\nIs the silent homage of thoughts unspoken.\\nThe Herons of Elmwood.\\nHe has singed the beard of the king of Spain. 4\\nThe Dutch Picture.\\n1 See Stoughton, page 266.\\n2 Plymouth rock.\\n3 I held it truth, with him who sings\\nTo one clear harp in divers tones,\\nThat men may rise on stepping-stones\\nOf their dead selves to higher things.\\nTennyson In Memoriam, i.\\n4 Sir Francis Drake entered the harbour of Cadiz, April 19, 1587, and\\ndestroyed shipping to the amount of ten thousand tons lading. To use\\nhis own expressive phrase, he had singed the Spanish king s beard.\\nKnight: Pictorial History of England, vol. Hi. p. 215.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0646.jp2"}, "641": {"fulltext": "LONGFELLOW. 617\\nThe love of learning, the sequestered nooks,\\nAnd all the sweet serenity of books. Morituri Salutamus.\\nWith useless endeavour\\nForever, forever,\\nIs Sisyphus rolling\\nHis stone up the mountain\\nThe Masque of Pandora. Chorus of the Eumenides.\\nAll things come round to him who will but wait. 1\\nTales of a Wayside Inn. The Student s Tale.\\nTime has laid his hand\\nUpon my heart gently, not smiting it,\\nBut as a harper lays his open palm\\nUpon his harp, to deaden its vibrations.\\nThe Golden Legend, iv.\\nHospitality sitting with Gladness.\\nTranslation from Fiitldof s Saga.\\nWho ne er his bread in sorrow ate,\\nWho ne er the mournful midnight hours\\nWeeping upon his bed has sate,\\nHe knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers.\\nMotto, Hyperion. Boole i. 2\\nSomething the heart must have to cherish,\\nMust love and joy and sorrow learn;\\nSomething with passion clasp, or perish\\nAnd in itself to ashes burn. md. Book U.\\nAlas it is not till time, with reckless hand, has torn\\nout half the leaves from the Book of Human Life to\\nlight the fires of passion with from day to day, that\\nman begins to see that the leaves which remain are few\\nin number. Hyperion. Booh iv. Chap. viii.\\n1 See Emerson, page 601.\\n2 Wer nie sein Brod mit-Thranen a??,\\nWer nicht die kummervollen Nachte\\nAuf seinem Bette weinend sass,\\nDer kenut euch nicht, ihr himmlischen Machte.\\nGoethe Wilhehn Me.ister, booh ii. chap. xiii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0647.jp2"}, "642": {"fulltext": "618 LONGFELLOW. WHITTIER.\\nHold the fleet angel fast until he bless thee. 1\\nKavanagh.\\nThere is no greater sorrow\\nThan to be mindful of the happy time\\nIn misery. Inferno. Canto v. Line 121.\\nJOHN G. WHITTIER. 1807\\nSo fallen so lost the light withdrawn\\nWhich once he wore\\nThe glory from his gray hairs gone\\nFor evermore frkabod\\nMaking their lives a prayer.\\nTo A. K. On receiving a Basket of Sea-Mosses.\\nAnd step by step, since time began,\\nI see the steady gain of man.\\nThe Chapel of the Hermits.\\nFor still the new transcends the old\\nIn signs and tokens manifold\\nSlaves rise up men the olive waves,\\nWith roots deep set in battle graves ibid.\\nGive lettered pomp to teeth of Time,\\nSo Bonnie Doon but tarry\\nBlot out the epic s stately rhyme,\\nBut spare his Highland Mary\\nLines on Burns.\\n1 Quoted from Cotton s To-morrow. See Genesis xxx. 3.\\n2 See Chaucer, page 5.\\nIn omni adversitate fortunae, infelicissimum genus est infortunii fuisse\\nfelicem (In every adversity of fortune, to have been happy is the most\\nunhappy kind of misfortune). Boethius Be Consolatione Philosophic,\\nliber ii.\\nThis is truth the poet sings,\\nThat a sorrow s crown of sorrow is remembering happier things.\\nTennyson Locksley Hall, line 75.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0648.jp2"}, "643": {"fulltext": "WHITTIER. CHASE. SMITH. 619\\nFor of all sad words of tongue or pen,\\nThe saddest are these It might have been\\nMaud Muller.\\nLow stir of leaves and dip of oars\\nAnd lapsing waves on quiet shores. Snow Bound.\\nThe hope of all who suffer,\\nThe dread of all who wrong.\\nThe Mantle of St. John de Matha.\\nI know not where His islands lift\\nTheir fronded palms in air\\nI only know I cannot drift\\nBeyond His love and Care. The Eternal Goodness.\\nSALMON P. CHASE. 1808-1873.\\nThe Constitution, in all its provisions, looks to an in-\\ndestructible Union composed of indestructible States.\\nDecision in Texas v. White, 7 Wallace, 725.\\nNo more slave States no slave Territories.\\nPlatform of the Free Soil National Convention, 184S.\\nThe way to resumption is to resume.\\nLetter to Horace Greeley, March 17, 1866.\\nSAMUEL FKANCIS SMITH. 1808-\\nMy country, J t is of thee,\\nSweet land of liberty,\\nOf thee I sing\\nLand where my fathers died,\\nLand of the pilgrims pride,\\nFrom every mountain-side\\nLet freedom ring. National Hymn.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0649.jp2"}, "644": {"fulltext": "620 WHITTIER. BROWNING.\\nOur fathers God, to thee,\\nAuthor of liberty,\\nTo thee I sing\\nLong may our land be bright\\nWith freedom s holy light\\nProtect us by thy might,\\nGreat God, our King National Hymn.\\nELIZABETH BABEETT BKOWNDTG. 1809-1861.\\nThere Shakespeare, on whose forehead climb\\nThe crowns o the world oh, eyes sublime\\nWith tears and laughter for all time\\nA Vision of Poets.\\nAnd Chaucer, with his infantine\\nFamiliar clasp of things divine. jud.\\nAnd Marlowe, Webster, Fletcher, Ben,\\nWhose fire-hearts sowed our furrows when\\nThe world was worthy of such men. jud.\\nKnowledge by suffering entereth,\\nAnd life is perfected by death. iud. Conclusion.\\nOh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang\\nwest. Toll slowly.\\nAnd T smiled to think God s goodness flowed around our\\nincompleteness,\\nEound Our restlessness His rest. Rhyme of the Duchess.\\nOr from Browning some Pomegranate, which if cut\\ndeep down the middle\\nShows a heart within blood-tinctured, of a veined human-\\nity. Lady Geraldine s Courtship, xli.\\nBut since he had\\nThe genius to be loved, why let him have\\nThe justice to be honoured in his grave.\\nCrowned and buried, xxvii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0650.jp2"}, "645": {"fulltext": "BROWNING. 02 1\\nThou large-brain d woman and large-hearted man.\\nTo George Sand. A Desire.\\nBy thunders of white silence. Hiram Powers Creel: Slave,\\nAnd that dismal cry rose slowly\\nAnd sank slowly through the air.\\nFull of spirit s melancholy\\nAnd eternity s despair\\nAnd they heard the words it said.\\nPan is dead great Pan is dead\\nPan. Pan is dead x The Dead Pan.\\nDeath forerunneth Love to win\\nSweetest eyes were ever seen.\\nCatarina to Camoens. ix.\\nShe has seen the mystery hid\\nUnder Egypt s pyramid\\nBy those eyelids pale and close\\n2ST ow she knows what Ehamses knows.\\nLittle Jlattie. Stanza I.\\nBut so fair.\\nShe takes the breath of men away\\nWho gaze upon her unaware.\\nBianca among the Xightingales. xii.\\nGod answers sharp and sudden on some prayers.\\nAnd thrusts the thing we have prayed for in our face.\\nA gauntlet with a gift in t. Aurora Leigh. Book ii.\\nThe growing drama has outgrown such toys\\nOf simulated stature, face, and speech\\nIt also peradventure may outgrow\\nThe simulation of the painted scene.\\nBoards, actors, prompters, gaslight, and costume.\\nAnd take for a worthier stage the soul itself,\\nIts shifting fancies and celestial lights,\\nWith all its grand orchestral silences\\nTo keep the pauses of its rhythmic sounds. Bool v.\\n1 Thamus uttered with a loud voice his message, The great Pan\\nis dead. Plutarch: Why the Oracles cease to give Answers.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0651.jp2"}, "646": {"fulltext": "622 LINCOLN. DARWIN.\\nABEAHAM LINCOLN. 1809-1865.\\nI believe this government cannot endure permanently\\nhalf slave and half free. Speech, June 16, 1858.\\nLet ns have faith that right makes might and in that\\nfaith let us dare to do our duty as we understand it.\\nAddress, New York City, Feb, 21, 1859.\\nIn giving freedom to the slave we assure freedom to\\nthe free, honorable alike in what we give and what we\\npreserve. Second Annual Message to Congress, Dec. 1, 1862.\\nThat this nation, under God, shall have a new birth\\nof freedom, and that government of the people, by the\\npeople, for the people, shall not perish from the earth. 1\\nSpeech at Gettysburg, Nov. 19, 1863.\\nWith malice towards none, with charity for all, with\\nfirmness in the right, as God gives us to see the right. 2\\nSecond Inaugural Address, March 4, 1865.\\nCHAELES DAEWIN. 1809-1882.\\nI have called this principle, by which each slight\\nvariation, if useful, is preserved, by the term Natural\\nSelection. The Origin of Species. Chap. Hi.\\nWe will now discuss in a little more detail the Strug-\\ngle for Existence. 3 md.\\nThe expression often used by Mr. Herbert Spencer of\\nthe Survival of the Fittest is more accurate, and is some-\\ntimes equally convenient. 4 md.\\n1 See Daniel Webster, page 532. 2 See J. Q. Adams, page 458.\\n3 The perpetual struggle for room and food. Malthus On Population,\\nchap. Hi. p. 48 (1798).\\n4 This survival of the fittest which I have here sought to express in me-\\nchanical terms, is that which Mr. Darwin has called M natural selection, or\\nthe preservation of favoured races in the struggle for life. Herbert\\nSpencer Principles of Biology. Indirect Equilibration.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0652.jp2"}, "647": {"fulltext": "TENNYSON. 623\\nALFRED TENNYSON. 1809\\n(From the edition of 1884\\nThis laurel greener from the brows\\nOf him that utter d nothing base. To the Queen.\\nAnd statesmen at her council met\\nWho knew the seasons, when to take\\nOccasion by the hand, and make\\nThe bounds of freedom wider yet. ibid.\\nBroad based upon her people s will,\\nAnd compassed by the inviolate sea. ibid.\\nFor it was in the golden prime\\nOf good Haroun Alraschid.\\nRecollections of the Arabian Nights.\\nDowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn,\\nThe love of love. The Poet,\\nLike glimpses of forgotten dreams.\\nThe Two Voices. Stanza cxxvii.\\nAcross the walnuts and the wine.\\nThe Miller s Daughter.\\nlove fire once he drew\\nWith one long kiss my whole soul through\\nMy lips, as sunlight drinketh dew. 1 Fatima. Stanza 3.\\nSelf-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control,\\nThese three alone lead life to sovereign power. CEnone.\\nBecause right is right, to follow right\\nWere wisdom in the scorn of consequence. ibid.\\nI built my soul a lordly pleasure-house,\\nWherein at ease for aye to dwell. The Palace of Art.\\nHer manners had not that repose\\nWhich stamps the caste of Vere de Vere.\\nLady Clara Vere de Vere. Stanza 5.\\n1 See Marlowe, page 41.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0653.jp2"}, "648": {"fulltext": "624 TENNYSON.\\nFrom yon blue heaven above us bent,\\nThe grand old gardener and his wife 1\\nSmile at the claims of long descent.\\nLady Clara Vere de Vere. Stanza 7.\\nHowe er it be, it seems to me,\\nT is only noble to be good. 2\\nKind hearts are more than coronets,\\nAnd simple faith than Norman blood. ibid.\\nYou must wake and call me early, call me early, mother\\ndear\\nTo-morrow 11 be the happiest time of all the glad New\\nYear,\\nOf all the glad New Year, mother, the maddest, merriest\\nday;\\nFor I m to be Queen o the May, mother, I m to be queen\\nO the May. The May Queen.\\nAh, why\\nShould life all labour be\\nThe Lotus-Eaters, iv.\\nA daughter of the gods, divinely tall,\\nAnd most divinely fair. 3\\nA Dream of Fair Women. Stanza xxii.\\nGod gives us love. Something to love\\nHe lends us but when love is grown\\nTo ripeness, that on which it throve\\nFalls off, and love is left alone. To J. S.\\nSleep sweetly, tender heart, in peace\\nSleep, holy spirit, blessed soul,\\nWhile the stars burn, the moons increase,\\nAnd the great ages onward roll. ibid.\\n1 This line stands in Moxon s edition of 1842,\\nThe gardener Adam and his wife,\\nand has baen restored by the author in his edition of 1873.\\n2 See Chapman, page 37.\\n3 See Pope, page 340.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0654.jp2"}, "649": {"fulltext": "TENNYSON. 625\\nSleep till the end, true soul and sweet\\nNothing comes to thee new or strange.\\nSleep full of rest from head to feet\\nLie still, dry dust, secure of change. To J. s.\\nMore black than ash-buds in the front of March.\\nThe Gardener s Daughter.\\nOf love that never found his earthly close,\\nWhat sequel Streaming eyes and breaking hearts\\nOr all the same as if he had not been Love and Duty.\\nThe long mechanic pacings to and fro,\\nThe set, gray life, and apathetic end. ibid.\\nAh, when shall all men s good\\nBe each man s rule, and universal peace\\nLie like a shaft of light across the land,\\nAnd like a lane of beams athwart the sea,\\nThro all the circle of the golden year\\nThe Golden Year.\\nI am a part of all that I have met. 1 Ulysses.\\nHow dull it is to pause, to make an end,\\nTo rust unburnish d, not to shine in use,\\nAs tho to breathe were life iud.\\nIt may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,\\nAnd see the great Achilles whom we knew. jud.\\nHere at the quiet limit of the world. Titkonus.\\nIn the spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish d\\ndove\\nIn the spring a young man s fancy lightly turns to\\nthoughts Of love. Locksley Hall. Line 19.\\nLove took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the\\nchords with might\\nSmote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass d in music\\nOUt of Sight. Line 33.\\n1 See Byron, page 543.\\n40", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0655.jp2"}, "650": {"fulltext": "626 TENNYSON.\\nHe will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent\\nits novel force,\\nSomething better than his dog, a little dearer than his\\nhorse. LocMey Hall. Line 49.\\nThis is truth the poet sings,\\nThat a sorrow s crown of sorrow is remembering happier\\nthings. 1 Line 75.\\nLike a dog, he hunts in dreams. Line 79.\\nWith a little hoard of maxims preaching down a daugh-\\nter s heart. Line 94.\\nBut the jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that\\nHonour feels. Line W5.\\nMen, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping some-\\nthing new. Line 117.\\nYet I doubt not through the ages one increasing pur-\\npose runs,\\nAnd the thoughts of men are widen d with the process\\nOf the Suns. Line 137.\\nKnowledge comes, but wisdom lingers. Line ui.\\nI will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky\\nrace. Line 168.\\nI, the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.\\nLine 178.\\nLet the great world spin forever down the ringing\\ngrooves of change. Line 182.\\nBetter fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay.\\nLine 184.\\nI waited for the train at Coventry\\nI hung with grooms and porters on the bridge,\\nTo watch the three tall spires and there I shaped\\nThe city s ancient legend into this. Godiva.\\n1 See Longfellow, page 618.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0656.jp2"}, "651": {"fulltext": "TENNYSON. 627\\nAnd on her lover s arm she leant.\\nAnd round her waist she felt it fold,\\nAnd far across the hills they went\\nIn that new world which is the old.\\nThe Day-Dream. The Departure, i.\\nAnd o er the hills, and far away\\nBeyond their utmost purple rim,\\nBeyond the night, across the day,\\nThro all the world she follow d him.\\nIbid. iv.\\nWe are ancients of the earth,\\nAnd in the morning of the times. D Envoi.\\nAs she fled fast through sun and shade\\nThe happy winds upon her play d,\\nBlowing the ringlet from the braid.\\nSir Launcelot and Queen Guinevere.\\nFor now the poet cannot die,\\nXor leave his music as of old,\\nBut round him ere he scarce be cold\\nBegins the scandal and the cry.\\nTo after reading a Life and Letters.\\nBut oh for the touch of a vanish d hand.\\nAnd the sound of a voice that is still q\\nBreak, bread:, break.\\nBut the tender grace of a day that is dead\\nWill never come back to me. ibid.\\nFor men may come and men may go,\\nBut I go on forever. The Brook.\\nMastering the lawless science of our law.\\nThat codeless myriad of precedent,\\nThat wilderness of single instances. Aylmer s Field.\\nBich in saving common-sense,\\nAnd, as the greatest only are.\\nIn his simplicity sublime.\\nOde on the Death of the Duke of Wellington. Stanza 4.\\nOh good gray head which all men knew jud.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0657.jp2"}, "652": {"fulltext": "628\\nTENNYSON.\\nThat tower of strength\\nWhich stood four-square to all the winds that blew.\\nOde on the Death of the Duke of Wellington, Stanza 4.\\nFor this is England s greatest son,\\nHe that gain d a hundred fights,\\nAnd never lost an English gun.\\nNot once or twice in our rough-island story\\nThe path of duty was the way to glory.\\nAll in the valley of death\\nEode the six hundred.\\nThe Charge of the Light Brigade.\\nSome one had blunder d\\nTheirs not to make reply,\\nTheirs not to reason why,\\nTheirs but to do and die.\\nCannon to right of them,\\nCannon to left of them,\\nCannon in front of them.\\nStanza 6.\\nStanza 8.\\nStanza 1.\\nStanza 2.\\nInto the jaws of death, 1\\nInto the mouth of hell\\nEode the six hundred.\\nStanza 3.\\nThat a lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of\\nlies\\nThat a lie which is all a lie may be met and fought\\nwith outright\\nBut a lie which is part a truth is a harder matter to\\nfight. The Grandmother. Stanza 8.\\nLove what hours were thine and mine,\\nIn lands of palm and southern pine\\nIn lands of palm, of orange-blossom,\\nOf olive, aloe, and maize and vine\\nThe Daisy, Stanza 1.\\n1 Jaws of death. Shakespeare Twelfth Night, act Hi. sc. 4. Du\\nBartas Weekes and Workes, day i.part 4.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0658.jp2"}, "653": {"fulltext": "TENNYSON. 629\\nSo dear a life your arms enfold,\\nWhose crying is a cry for gold.\\nThe Daisy, Stanza 24.\\nEead rny little fable\\nHe that runs may read. 1\\nMost can raise the flowers now,\\nFor ail have got the seed. The Flower.\\nIn that fierce light which beats upon a throne.\\nIdylls of the King. Dedication.\\nIt is the little rift within the lute\\nThat by and by will make the music mute,\\nAnd ever widening slowly silence all.\\nIbid. Merlin and Vivien.\\nHis honour rooted in dishonour stood,\\nAnd faith unfaithful kept him falsely true.\\nIbid. Launcelot and Elaine.\\nThe old order changeth, yielding place to new\\nAnd God fulfils himself in many ways,\\nLest one good custom should corrupt the world.\\nThe Passing of Arthur.\\nI am going a long way\\nWith these thou seest if indeed I go\\n(Tor all my mind is clouded with a doubt)\\nTo the island-valley of Avilion,\\nWhere falls not hail or rain or any snow,\\nNor ever wind blows loudly but it lies\\nDeep-meadow d, happy, fair with orchard lawns\\nAnd bowery hollows crown d with summer sea,\\nWhere I will heal me of my grievous wound. ibid.\\nWith prudes for proctors, dowagers for deans,\\nAnd sweet girl-graduates in their golden hair.\\nThe Princess. Prologue. Line 141.\\nA rosebud set with little wilful thorns,\\nAnd sweet as English air could make her, she.\\nPart s. Line 153.\\n1 See Cowper, page 422.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0659.jp2"}, "654": {"fulltext": "630 TENNYSON.\\nJewels five-words-long,\\nThat on the stretch d forefinger of all Time\\nSparkle forever. The Princess. Part ii. Line 355.\\nBlow, bugle, blow set the wild echoes flying\\nBlow, bugle answer, echoes dying, dying, dying.\\nPart Hi. Line 352.\\nLove I they die in yon rich sky,\\nThey faint on hill or field or river\\nOur echoes roll from soul to soul,\\nAnd grow forever and forever.\\nBlow, bugle, blow set the wild echoes flying\\nAnd answer, echoes, answer dying, dying, dying.\\nLine 360.\\nThere sinks the nebulous star we call the sun.\\nPart iv. Line 1.\\nTears, idle tears, I know not what they mean.\\nTears from the depth of some divine despair\\nRise in the heart and gather to the eyes,\\nIn looking on the happy autumn-fields,\\nAnd thinking of the days that are no more. Line 21.\\nUnto dying eyes\\nThe casement slowly grows a glimmering square.\\nLine 33.\\nDear as remember d kisses after death,\\nAnd sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign d\\nOn lips that are for others deep as love,\\nDeep as first love, and wild with all regret.\\nOh death in life, the days that are no more Line 36.\\nSweet is every sound,\\nSweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet\\nMyriads of rivulets hurrying thro the lawn,\\nThe moan of doves in immemorial elms,\\nAnd murmuring of innumerable bees. p a n mi. Line 203.\\nHappy he\\nWith such a mother faith in womankind\\nBeats with his blood, and trust in all things high\\nComes easy to him and tho he trip and fall,\\nHe shall not blind his soul with clay. Line 308.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0660.jp2"}, "655": {"fulltext": "TENNYSON. 631\\nFaultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null.\\nMaud. Part i. ii.\\nThat je well d mass of millinery,\\nThat oil d and curFd Assyrian Bull. v i. sta\\nnza l\\nGorgonized me from head to foot,\\nWith a stony British stare. x iii. Stanza 2.\\nCome into the garden. Maud,\\nFor the black bat, night, has flown\\nCome into the garden, Maud,\\nI am here at the gate alone. xxii. Stanza 1.\\nQueen rose of the rosebud garden of girls. Stanza 9.\\nAh, Christ, that it were possible\\nFor one short hour to see\\nThe souls we loved, that they might tell us\\nWhat and where they be. p ar t a. iv. Stanza 3.\\nLet knowledge grow from more to more.\\nIn Mtmoriam. Prologue. Line 25.\\nI held it truth, with him who sings l\\nTo one clear harp in divers tones,\\nThat men may rise on stepping-stones\\nOf their dead selves to higher things. 2 i. Stanza 1.\\nBut for the unquiet heart and brain\\nA use in measured language lies\\nThe sad mechanic exercise\\nLike dull narcotics numbing pain. v stanza 2.\\nXever morning wore\\nTo evening, but some heart did break. v -i. stanza 2.\\nAnd topples round the dreary west\\nA looming bastion fringed with fire. X v. Stanza 5.\\n1 The poet alluded to is Goetbe. I know this from Lord Tennyson him-\\nself, although he could not identify the passage and when I submitted to\\nhim a small book of mine on his marvellous poem, he wrote, It is Goethe s\\ncreed. on this very passage. Rev. Dr. Getty (vicar of Ecclesfield, York-\\nshire).\\n2 See Longfellow, page 616.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0661.jp2"}, "656": {"fulltext": "632\\nTENNYSON.\\nAnd from his ashes may be made\\nThe violet of his native land. 1 j n Memoriam. xviii. Stanza 1.\\nI do but sing because I must,\\nAnd pipe but as the linnets sing. 2 xxl\\nThe shadow cloak d from head to foot. xxih\\nWho keeps the keys of all the creeds.\\nAnd Thought leapt out to wed with Thought\\nEre Thought could wed itself with Speech.\\nT is better to have loved and lost\\nThan never to have loved at all. 3 X xvi\\nHer eyes are homes of silent prayer. X xxi\\\\\\nWhose faith has centre everywhere,\\naSTor cares to fix itself to form.\\nShort swallow-flights of song, that dip\\nTheir wings in tears, and skim away.\\nHold thou the good define it well\\nFor fear divine Philosophy\\nShould push beyond her mark, and be\\nProcuress to the Lords of Hell.\\nOh yet we trust that somehow good\\nWill be the final goal of ill.\\nBut what am I\\nAn infant crying in the night\\nAn infant crying for the light,\\nAnd with no language but a cry.\\nSo careful of the type she seems,\\nSo careless of the single life.\\nThe great world s altar-stairs,\\nThat slope through darkness up to God.\\nWho battled for the True, the Just. hi.\\nStanza 6.\\nStanza 1.\\nStanza 2.\\nStanza 4.\\nStanza 4,\\nStanza 1.\\nxxxiu. Stanza 1.\\nxlviii. Stanza 4.\\nliii. Stanza 4,\\nliv. Stanza 1.\\nStanza 5.\\nStanza 2.\\nStanza 4.\\nStanza 5.\\nIv.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 144.\\n2 I sing but as the linnet sings. Goethe: Wilhelm Meister, book ii.\\nchap. xi. 3 See Crabbe, page 444.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0662.jp2"}, "657": {"fulltext": "TEXXYSON.\\n633\\nAnd grasps the skirts of happy chance.\\nAnd breasts the blows of circumstance.\\nIn Memoriam. Ixiv,\\nAnd lives to clutch the golden keys,\\nTo mould a mighty state s decrees.\\nAnd shape the whisper of the throne.\\nSo many worlds, so much to do.\\nSo little done, such things to be.\\n8ti\\nStanza 3.\\nThy leaf has perish d in the green,\\nAnd while we breathe beneath the sun.\\nThe world, which credits what is done.\\nIs cold to all that might have been.\\nlast regretj regret can die\\nThere lives more faith in honest doubt.\\nBelieve me. than in half the creeds.\\nHe seems so near, and yet so far.\\nEing out. wild bells, to the wild sky\\nEing out the old. ring in the new,\\nEing. happy bells, across the snow\\nEing out. ring out my mournful rhymes.\\nBut ring the fuller minstrel in\\nEing out old shapes of foul disease.\\nEing out the narrowing lust of gold\\nEing out the thousand wars of old,\\nEing in the thousand years of peace\\nEing in the valiant man and free.\\nThe eager heart, the kindlier hai\\nEing out the darkness of the land,\\nEing in the Christ that is to be\\nAnd thus he bore without abuse\\nThe grand old name of gentleman.\\nDefamed by every charlatan,\\nAnd soil d with all ignoble use.\\nIxxv.\\nvol 4\\nStanza 5.\\n8k 12 3\\nStanza 1.\\nStanza 5.\\ncxi.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0663.jp2"}, "658": {"fulltext": "634 TENNYSON. MILNES.\\nSome novel power\\nSprang up forever at a touch,\\nAnd hope could never hope too much\\nIn watching thee from hour to hour.\\nIn Memoriam. exit. Stanza 3,\\nLarge elements in order brought,\\nAnd tracts of calm from tempest made,\\nAnd world-wide fluctuation sway d,\\nIn vassal tides that followed thought. Stanza 4.\\nWearing all that weight\\nOf learning lightly like a flower. Conclusion. Stanza 19.\\nOne God, one law, one element,\\nAnd one far-off divine event\\nTo which the whole creation moves. Stanza 36.\\nEICHARD MONCKTON MILNES (LOKD\\nHOUGHTON). 1809-1885.\\nBut on and up, where Nature s heart\\nBeats strong amid the hills.\\nTragedy of the Lac de Gaube. Stanza 2.\\nGreat thoughts, great feelings came to them,\\nLike instincts, unawares. The Men of Old.\\nA man s best things are nearest him,\\nLie close about his feet. iud.\\nI wandered by the brookside,\\nI wandered by the mill\\nI could not hear the brook flow,\\nThe noisy wheel was Still. The Brookside.\\nThe beating of my own heart\\nWas all the sound I heard. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0664.jp2"}, "659": {"fulltext": "HOLMES. 635\\nOLIVER WENDELL HOLMES. 1809-\\nAy, tear her tattered ensign down\\nLong has it waved on high,\\nAnd many an eye has danced to see\\nThat banner in the sky. old Ironsides.\\nNail to the mast her holy flag,\\nSet every threadbare sail,\\nAnd give her to the god of storms,\\nThe lightning and the gale md.\\nLike sentinel and nun, they keep\\nTheir vigil on the green.\\nThe Cambridge Churchyard.\\nThe mossy marbles rest\\nOn the lips that he has prest\\nIn their bloom\\nAnd the names he loved to hear\\nHave been carved for many a year\\nOn the tomb. The Last Leaf.\\nI know it is a sin\\nFor me to sit and grin\\nAt him here\\nBut the old three-cornered hat,\\nAnd the breeches, and all that,\\nAre so queer jud.\\nThou say st an undisputed thing\\nIn SUCh a Solemn way. To an Insect.\\nTheir discords sting through Burns and Moore,\\nLike hedgehogs dressed in lace.\\nTh e Music- GHnde rs.\\nYou think they are crusaders sent\\nFrom some infernal clime,\\nTo pluck the eyes of sentiment\\nAnd dock the tail of Rhyme,\\nTo crack the voice of Melody\\nAnd break the legs of Time. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0665.jp2"}, "660": {"fulltext": "636 HOLMES.\\nAnd since, I never dare to write\\nAs funny as I can. The Height of the Ridiculous.\\nWhen the last reader reads no more. The Last Reader.\\nThe freeman casting with unpurchased hand\\nThe vote that shakes the turrets of the land.\\nPoetry, a Metrical Essay.\\nT is the heart s current lends the cup its glow,\\nWhate er the fountain whence the draught may flow.\\nA Sentiment.\\nYes, child of suffering, thou mayst well be sure\\nHe who ordained the Sabbath loves the poor\\nA Rhymed Lesson. Urania.\\nAnd when you stick on conversation s burrs,\\nDon t strew your pathway with those dreadful urs.\\nIbid.\\nThine eye was on the censer,\\nAnd not the hand that bore it.\\nLines by a Clerk.\\nWhere go the poet s lines\\nAnswer, ye evening tapers\\nYe auburn locks, ye golden curls,\\nSpeak from your folded papers\\nThe Poet s Lot.\\nA few can touch the magic string,\\nAnd noisy Fame is proud to win them\\nAlas for those that never sing,\\nBut die with all their music in them\\nThe Voiceless.\\nhearts that break and give no sign\\nSave whitening lip and fading tresses ibid.\\nBuild thee more stately mansions, my soul,\\nAs the swift seasons roll\\nLeave thy low-vaulted past\\nLet each new temple, nobler than the last,\\nShut thee from heaven with a dome more vast,\\nTill thou at length art free,\\nLeaving thine outgrown shell by life s unresting sea\\nThe Chambered Nautilus.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0666.jp2"}, "661": {"fulltext": "HOLMES. 637\\nHis home the Western giant smiles,\\nAnd twirls the spotty globe to find it 5\\nThis little speck, the British Isles\\nT is but a freckle, never mind it.\\nA Good Time going.\\nBut Memory blushes at the sneer,\\nAnd Honor turns with frown defiant,\\nAnd Freedom, leaning on her spear,\\nLaughs louder than the laughing giant. ibid.\\nYou hear that boy laughing you think he s all fun\\nBut the angels laugh, too, at the good he has done\\nThe children laugh loud as they troop to his call,\\nAnd the poor man that knows him laughs loudest of all.\\nThe Boys,\\nGood to the heels the well-worn slipper feels\\nWhen the tired player shuffles off the buskin\\nA page of Hood may do a fellow good\\nAfter a scolding from Carlyle or Buskin.\\nHow not to settle it.\\nA thought is often original, though you have uttered\\nit a hundred times. The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table, i.\\nPeople that make puns are like wanton boys that put\\ncoppers on the railroad tracks. ibid.\\nEverybody likes and respects self-made men. It is a\\ngreat deal better to be made in that way than not to be\\nmade at all. ibid.\\nSin has many tools, but a lie is the handle which fits\\nthem all. ibid. vi.\\nThere is that glorious epicurean paradox uttered by\\nmy friend the historian, 1 in one of his flashing moments\\nGive us the luxuries of life, and we will dispense with\\nits necessaries. To this must certainly be added that\\nl John Lothrop Motley.\\nSaid Scopas ofThessaly, We rich men count our felicity and happi-\\nness to lie in these superfluities, and not in those necessary things/ Plu-\\ntarch On the Love of Wealth.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0667.jp2"}, "662": {"fulltext": "638 HOLMES. WINTHROP.\\nother saying of one of the wittiest of men l Good Amer-\\nicans when they die go to Paris.\\nThe Autocrat of the Breakfast -Table, vi.\\nBoston State-house is the hub of the solar system.\\nYou could n t pry that out of a Boston man if you had\\nthe tire of all creation straightened out for a crow-bar.\\nIbid.\\nThe axis of the earth sticks out visibly through the\\ncentre of each and every town or city. ibid.\\nThe world s great men have not commonly been great\\nscholars, nor its great scholars great men. ibid.\\nKnowledge and timber should n t be much used till\\nthey are seasoned. ibid.\\nThe hat is the ultimum moriens of respectability.\\nIbid. viii.\\nTo be seventy years young is sometimes far more\\ncheerful and hopeful than to be forty years old.\\nOn the Seventieth Birthday of Julia Ward Howe (May 27, 1889).\\nEOBEET C. WINTHROP. 1809-\\nOur Country, whether bounded by the St. John s\\nand the Sabine, or however otherwise bounded or de-\\nscribed, and be the measurements more or less, still\\nour Country, to be cherished in all our hearts, to be\\ndefended by all our hands.\\nToast at Faneuil Hall on the Fourth of Jidy, 1845.\\nA star for every State, and a State for every star.\\nAddress on Boston Common in 1862.\\nThere are no points of the compass on the chart of\\ntrue patriotism. Letter to Boston Commercial Club in 1879.\\n1 Thomas G. Appletoa.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0668.jp2"}, "663": {"fulltext": "WINTHBOP. ALDRICH. PARKER. 639\\nThe poor must be wisely visited and liberally cared\\nfor, so that mendicity shall not be tempted into men-\\ndacity, nor want exasperated into crime.\\nTorhtown Oration in 1881.\\nSlavery is but half abolished, emancipation is but half\\ncompleted, while millions of freemen with votes in their\\nhands are left without education. Justice to them, the\\nwelfare of the States in which they live, the safety of\\nthe whole Republic, the dignity of the elective fran-\\nchise, all alike demand that the still remaining bonds\\nof ignorance shall be unloosed and broken, and the\\nminds as well as the bodies of the emancipated go free.\\nIbid.\\nJAMES ALDRICH. 1810-1856.\\nHer suffering ended with the day,\\nYet lived she at its close,\\nAnd breathed the long, long night away\\nIn statue-like repose. a Death-Bed.\\nBut when the sun in all his state\\nIllumed the eastern skies,\\nShe passed through Glory s morning-gate.\\nAnd walked in Paradise. ibid.\\nTHEODORE PARKER. 1810-1860.\\nThere is what I call the American idea. This\\nidea demands, as the proximate organization thereof, a\\ndemocracy, that is, a government of all the people, by\\nall the people, for all the people of course, a govern-\\nment of the principles of eternal justice, the unchanging\\nlaw of God. For shortness sake I will call it the idea of\\nFreedom. 1 Speech at the X. E. Antislavery Convention, Boston,\\nMay 29, 1850.\\n1 See Daniel Webster, page 532.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0669.jp2"}, "664": {"fulltext": "640 SEARS TUPPER. POE.\\nEDMUND H. SEAES. 1810-1876.\\nCalm on the listening ear of night\\nCome Heaven s melodious strains,\\nWhere wild Judea stretches far\\nHer silver-mantled plains. Christmas Song.\\nIt came upon the midnight clear.\\nThat glorious SOng of old. The Angels Song.\\nMARTIN F. TUPPER. 1810-1889.\\nA babe in a house is a well-spring of pleasure.\\nOf Education.\\nGod, from a beautiful necessity, is Love. Of immortality.\\nEDGAR A. POE. 1811-1849.\\nPerched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber\\ndoor,\\nPerched, and sat, and nothing more. The Raven.\\nWhom unmerciful disaster\\nFollowed fast and followed faster. ibid.\\nTake thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form\\nfrom off my door\\nQuoth the Raven, Nevermore. ibid.\\nAnd my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on\\nthe floor\\nShall be lifted Nevermore ibid.\\nTo the glory that was Greece\\nAnd the grandeur that was Rome. To Helen.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0670.jp2"}, "665": {"fulltext": "PHILLIPS. KEMBLE. DOWLING. 641\\nWENDELL PHILLIPS. 1811-1884.\\nRevolutions are not made they come.\\nSpeech, Jan. 28. 1852.\\nWhat the Puritans gave the world was not thought.\\nbut action. Speech. Lee. 21. 1855.\\nOne on God s side is a majority. Speech, Xw. 1. 1859.\\nEvery man meets his Waterloo at last. ibid.\\nRevolutions never go backward. Speech, Feb. 12, isei.\\nFRANCES AXXE KE3IBLE. 1811\\nA sacred burden is this life ye bear\\nLook on it. lift it. bear it solemnly.\\nStand up and walk beneath it steadfastly.\\nFail not for sorrow, falter not for sin,\\nBut onward, upward, till the goal ye win.\\nLines addressed to the Young Gentlemen leaving the Lenox\\nAcademy, Mass.\\nBetter trust all. and be deceived,\\nAnd weep that trust and that deceiving,\\nThan doubt one heart, that if believed\\nHad blessed one s life with true believing.\\nFaith.\\nBARTHOLOMEW DOWLDTG.\\nHo stand to your glasses steady\\nT is all we have left to prize.\\nA cup to the dead already.\\nHurrah for the next that dies l\\nRevelry in India.\\n1 This quatrain appears with variations in several stanzas. The poem.\\nsays Mr. Rossiter Johnson in Famous Single and Fugitive Poems, is\\npersistently attributed to Alfred Domett; but in a letter to me. Feb. 6, 1879.\\nhe says I did not write that poem, and was never in India in my life. I\\nam as ignorant of the authorship as you can be.\\n41", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0671.jp2"}, "666": {"fulltext": "642 DOMETT. OSGOOD. LA YARD.\\nALFEED DOMETT. 1811-\\nIt was the calm and silent night\\nSeven hundred years and fifty-three\\nHad Rome been growing up to might,\\nAnd now was queen of land and sea.\\nNo sound was heard of clashing wars,\\nPeace brooded o er the hushed domain\\nApollo, Pallas, Jove, and Mars\\nHeld undisturbed their ancient reign\\nIn the solemn midnight,\\nCenturies ago. Christmas Hymn\\nFEANCES S. OSGOOD. 1812-1850.\\nLittle drops of water, little grains of sand,\\nMake the mighty ocean and the pleasant land.\\nThus the little minutes, humble though they be,\\nMake the mighty ages of eternity. Little Things.\\nLittle deeds of kindness, little words of love,\\nMake our earth an Eden like the heaven above. ibid.\\nAUSTEN H. LAYAED.\\nI have always believed that success would be the inev-\\nitable result if the two services, the army and the navy,\\nhad fair play, and if we sent the right man to fill the\\nright place. 1 Speech in Parliament, Jan. 15, 1855*\\n1 See Sydney Smith, page 461.\\n2 This speech is reported in Hansard s Parliamentary Debates, Third Series,\\nvol. cxxxviii. p. 2077.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0672.jp2"}, "667": {"fulltext": "BROWNING. 643\\nEOBEET BBOWNING. 1812-1890.\\nAny nose\\nMay ravage with impunity a rose.\\nSordello. Booh v\\\\\\nThat we devote ourselves to God, is seen\\nIn living just as though no God there were.\\nParacelsus. Part i\\nBe sure that God\\nNe er dooms to waste the strength he deigns impart.\\nIbid.\\nI see my way as birds their trackless way.\\nI shall arrive, what time, what circuit first,\\nI ask not but unless God send his hail\\nOr blinding fire-balls, sleet or stifling snow,\\nIn some time, his good time, I shall arrive\\nHe guides me and the bird. In his good time. ibid.\\nAre there not, dear Michal,\\nTwo points in the adventure of the diver,\\nOne, when a beggar he prepares to plunge\\nOne, when a prince he rises with his pearl\\nFestus, I plunge. jud.\\nGod is the perfect poet,\\nWho in his person acts his own creations. p ar t a.\\nThe sad rhyme of the men who proudly clung\\nTo their first fault, and withered in their pride.\\nPart iv.\\nI give the fight up let there be an end,\\nA privacy, an obscure nook for me.\\nI want to be forgotten even by God. p a n v.\\nProgress is\\nThe law of life man is not Man as yet. ibid.\\nSay not a small event Why small\\nCosts it more pain that this ye call", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0673.jp2"}, "668": {"fulltext": "644 BROWNING.\\nA u great event should come to pass\\nFrom that Untwine me from the mass\\nOf deeds which make up life, one deed\\nPower shall fall short in or exceed\\nPippa Passes. Introduction.\\nGod s in his heaven\\nAll s right with the world. mol. Part i.\\nSome unsuspected isle in the far seas,\\nSome unsuspected isle in far-off seas. p a n ft.\\nIn the morning of the world,\\nWhen earth was nigher heaven than now.\\nPart Hi.\\nAll service ranks the same with God,\\nWith God, whose puppets, best and worst,\\nAre we there is no last nor first. Part iv.\\nI trust in Nature for the stable laws\\nOf beauty and utility. Spring shall plant\\nAnd Autumn garner to the end of time.\\nI trust in God, the right shall be the right\\nAnd other than the wrong, while he endures.\\nI trust in my own soul, that can perceive\\nThe outward and the inward, Nature s good\\nAnd God s. A Soul s Tragedy. Act t.\\nEver judge of men by their professions. For though\\nthe bright moment of promising is but a moment, and\\ncannot be prolonged, yet if sincere in its moment s ex-\\ntravagant goodness, why, trust it, and know the man by\\nit, I say, not by his performance which is half the\\nworld s work, interfere as the world needs must with its\\naccidents and circumstances the profession was purely\\nthe man s own. I judge people by what they might be,\\nnot are, nor will be. ibid. Act ft.\\nThere s a woman like a dewdrop, she s so purer than the\\npurest. A Blot in the Scutcheon. Act i. Sc. Hi.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0674.jp2"}, "669": {"fulltext": "BROWNING. 645\\nWhen is man strong until he feels alone\\nColombe s Birthday. Act in.\\nWhen the tight begins within himself,\\nA man s worth something.\\nMen and Women. Bishop Blou gram s Apology,\\nThe sprinkled isles,\\nLily on lily, that o erlace the sea. cieon.\\nAnd I have written three books on the soul,\\nProving absurd all written hitherto,\\nAnd putting us to ignorance again.\\nSappho survives, because we sing her songs\\nAnd iEschylus, because we read his plays ibid.\\nRafael made a century of sonnets. One Word More. a.\\nOther heights in other lives, God willing. x ii.\\nGod be thanked, the meanest of his creatures\\nBoasts two soul-sides, one to face the world with,\\nOne to show a woman when he loves her X vii.\\nOh their Rafael of the dear Madonnas,\\nOh their Dante of the dread Inferno,\\nWrote one song and in my brain I sing it\\nDrew one angel borne, see, on my bosom! x ix.\\nThe lie was dead\\nAnd damned, and truth stood up instead.\\nCount Gismond. xiii.\\nOver my head his arm he flung\\nAgainst the world. xix.\\nJust my vengeance complete,\\nThe man sprang to his feet,\\nStood erect, caught at God s skirts, and prayed\\noO, 1 was atraid I Instans Tyr annus, mi.\\nOh never star\\nWas lost here but it rose afar. Waring. U.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0675.jp2"}, "670": {"fulltext": "646 BROWNING.\\nSing, riding s a joy For me I ride.\\nThe last Ride together, vii.\\nWhen the liquor s out, why clink the cannikin\\nThe Flight of the Duchess, xvi.\\nThat low man seeks a little thing to do,\\nSees it and does it\\nThis high man, with a great thing to pursue.\\nDies ere he knows it.\\nThat low man goes on adding one to one,\\nHis hundred s soon hit\\nThis high man, aiming at a million,\\nMisses an unit.\\nThat has the world here should he need the next,\\nLet the world mind him\\nThis throws himself on God, and unperplexed\\nSeeking shall find him. A Grammarian s Funeral.\\nLofty designs must close in like effects. jbid.\\nI hear you reproach, But delay was best,\\nFor their end was a crime. Oh, a crime will do\\nAs well, I reply, to serve for a test\\nAs a virtue golden through and through,\\nSufficient to vindicate itself\\nAnd prove its worth at a moment s view\\nLet a man contend to the uttermost\\nFor his life s set prize, be it what it will\\nThe counter our lovers staked was lost\\nAs surely as if it were lawful coin\\nAnd the sin I impute to each frustrate ghost\\nIs the unlit lamp and the ungirt loin,\\nThough the end in sight was a vice, I say.\\nThe Statue and the Bust.\\nLost, lost one moment knelled the woe of years.\\nChllde Roland to the Dark Tower came, xxxiii.\\nJust for a handful of silver he left us,\\nJust for a riband to Stick in his COat. The Lost Leader, i.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0676.jp2"}, "671": {"fulltext": "BROWNING. 647\\nWe shall march, prospering, not thro his presence\\nSongs may inspirit us, not from his lyre\\nDeeds will be done, while he boasts his quiescence,\\nStill bidding crouch whom the rest bade aspire.\\nThe Lost Leader, ii.\\nThey are perfect how else they shall never change\\nWe are faulty why not we have time in store.\\nOld Pictures in Florence, xvi.\\nWhat s come to perfection perishes.\\nThings learned on earth we shall practise in heaven\\nWorks done least rapidly Art most cherishes. X vii.\\nItaly, my Italy\\nQueen Mary s saying serves for me\\n(When fortune s malice\\nLost her Calais)\\nOpen my heart, and you will see\\nGraved inside of it Italy. De Gustibus. u.\\nThat s the wise thrush he sings each song twice over,\\nLest yoa should think he never could recapture\\nThe first fine careless rapture.\\nHome-Thoughts from Abroad, il.\\nGod made all the creatures, and gave them our love and\\nour fear,\\nTo give sign we and they are his children, one family\\nhere. Saul, vi.\\nHow good is man s life, the mere living how fit to\\nemploy\\nAll the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy\\nIX.\\nT is not what man does which exalts him, but what man\\nwould do.\\nwoman-country 1 wooed not wed,\\nLoved all the more by earth s male-lands,\\nLaid to their hearts instead. By the Fireside.\\n1 Italy.\\nXVIU.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0677.jp2"}, "672": {"fulltext": "648 BROWNING.\\nThat great brow\\nAnd the spirit-small hand propping it.\\nBy the Fireside, xxiii.\\nIf two lives join, there is oft a scar.\\nThey are one and one, with a shadowy third\\nOne near one is too far. x v i\\nOnly I discern\\nInfinite passion, and the pain\\nOf finite hearts that yearn. Two in the Campagna. xii.\\nRound and round, like a dance of snow\\nIn a dazzling drift, as its guardians, go\\nFloating the women faded for ages,\\nSculptured in stone on the poet s pages.\\nWomen and Roses.\\nHow he lies in his rights of a man\\nDeath has done all death can.\\nAnd absorbed in the new life he leads,\\nHe recks not, he heeds\\nNor his wrong nor my vengeance both strike\\nOn his senses alike,\\nAnd are lost in the solemn and strange\\nSurprise of the change. After.\\nAh, did you once see Shelley plain,\\nAnd did he stop and speak to you,\\nAnd did you speak to him again\\nHow strange it seems, and new\\nMemorabilia, i.\\nHe who did well in war just earns the right\\nTo begin doing well in peace. Luria. Act U.\\nAnd inasmuch as feeling, the East s gift,\\nIs quick and transient, comes, and lo is gone,\\nWhile Northern thought is slow and durable.\\nAct v.\\nA people is but the attempt of many\\nTo rise to the completer life of one\\nAnd those who live as models for the mass\\nAre singly of more value than they all. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0678.jp2"}, "673": {"fulltext": "BROWNING. 649\\nI count life just a stuff\\nTo try the SOul s Strength 011. In a Balcony,\\nWas there nought better than to enjoy\\nJNo feat which, clone, would make time break,\\nAnd let us pent-up creatures through\\nInto eternity, our due\\nNo forcing earth teach heaven s employ\\nDis Aliter Visum; or, Le Byron de nos Jours.\\nThere shall never be one lost good What was, shall\\nlive as before\\nThe evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound\\nWhat was good shall be good, with for evil so much good\\nmore\\nOn the earth the broken arcs in the heaven, a perfect\\nround. Abt Vogler. Ix.\\nThen welcome each rebuff\\nThat turns earth s smoothness rough,\\nEach sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go\\nBe our joys three-parts pain\\nStrive, and hold cheap the strain\\nLearn, nor account the pang dare, never grudge the\\nthroe Rabbi Ben Ezra.\\nWhat I aspired to be,\\nAnd was not, comforts me. ibid.\\nEarth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure. ibid.\\nFor life, with all it yields of joy and woe,\\nAnd hope and fear (believe the aged friend),\\nIs just our chance o the prize of learning love,\\nHow love might be, hath been indeed, and is.\\nA Death in the Desert.\\nThe body sprang\\nAt once to the height, and stayed but the soul, no\\nIbid.\\nWhat Was man made a wheel-work to wind up,\\nAnd be discharged, and straight wound up anew\\nNo grown, his growth lasts taught, he ne er forgets\\nMay learn a thousand things, not twice the same. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0679.jp2"}, "674": {"fulltext": "650 BROWNING.\\nFor I say this is death and the sole death,\\nWhen a man s loss comes to him from his gain,\\nDarkness from light, from knowledge ignorance,\\nAnd lack of love from love made manifest.\\nA Death in the Desert.\\nProgress, man s distinctive mark alone,\\nNot God s, and not the beasts God is, they are\\nMan partly is, and wholly hopes to be. ibid.\\nThe ultimate, angels law,\\nIndulging every instinct of the soul\\nThere where law, life, joy, impulse are one thing md.\\nHow sad and bad and mad it was\\nBut then, how it was Sweet Confessions, ix.\\nSo may a glory from defect arise. Deaf and Dumb,\\nThis could but have happened once,\\nAnd we missed it, lost it forever.\\nYouth and Art. xvli.\\nFear death to feel the fog in my throat,\\nThe mist in my face.\\nNo let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers,\\nThe heroes of old\\nBear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life s arrears\\nOf pain, darkness, and cold. Prospke.\\nIt s wiser being good than bad\\nIt s safer being meek than fierce\\nIt s fitter being sane than mad.\\nMy own hope is, a sun will pierce\\nThe thickest cloud earth ever stretched\\nThat after Last returns the First,\\nThough a wide compass round be fetched\\nThat what began best can t end worst,\\nNor what God blessed once prove accurst.\\nApparent Failure, vii.\\nIn the great right of an excessive wrong.\\nThe Ring and the Booh. The other Half-Rome. Line 1055.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0680.jp2"}, "675": {"fulltext": "BROWNING. 651\\nWas never evening yet\\nBut seemed far beautifuller than its day.\\nThe Ring and the Book. Pompllia. Line 357,\\nThe curious crime, the fine\\nFelicity and flower of wickedness.\\nIbid. The Pope. Line 590.\\nOf what I call God,\\nAnd fools call Nature. Line 1073.\\nWhy comes temptation, but for man to meet\\nAnd master and make crouch beneath his foot,\\nAnd so be pedestaled in triumph Line ii85.\\nWhite shall not neutralize the black, nor good\\nCompensate bad in man, absolve him so\\nLife s business being just the terrible choice. Line 1236.\\nIt is the glory and good of Art\\nThat Art remains the one way possible\\nOf speaking truth, to mouths like mine, at least.\\nIbid. The Book and the Ring. Line 842.\\nThy rare gold ring of verse (the poet praised)\\nLinking our England to his Italy. Line 873.\\nBut how carve way i the life that lies before,\\nIf bent on groaning ever for the past\\nBalaustion s Adventure,\\nBetter have failed in the high aim, as I,\\nThan vulgarly in the low aim succeed,\\nAs, God be thanked I do not. The inn Album, iv.\\nHave you found your life distasteful\\nMy life did, and does, smack sweet.\\nWas your youth of pleasure wasteful\\nMine I saved and hold complete.\\nDo your joys with age diminish\\nWhen mine fail me, I ll complain.\\nMust in death your daylight finish\\nMy sun sets to rise again.\\nAt the Mermaid. Stanza 10.\\n1 Mrs. Browning,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0681.jp2"}, "676": {"fulltext": "652 BROWNING. DICKENS\\nWith this same key\\nShakespeare unlocked his heart once more\\nDid Shakespeare If so, the less Shakespeare he\\nHouse, x.\\nGod s justice, tardy though it prove perchance,\\nEests never on the track until it reach\\nDelinquency. 2 Cendaja.\\nCHARLES DICKENS. 1812-1870.\\nA demd, damp, moist, unpleasant body\\nNicholas Nickleby. Chap, xxxiv.\\nMy life is one demd horrid grind. chap. ixiv.\\nIn a Pickwickian Sense. Pickwick Papers. Chap. i.\\nOh, a dainty plant is the ivy green,\\nThat creepeth o er ruins old\\nOf right choice food are his meals, I ween,\\nIn his cell so lone and cold.\\nCreeping where no life is seen,\\nA rare old plant is the ivy green. Chap. vi.\\nHe s tough, ma am, tough is J. B. tough and devil-\\nish sly. Dombey and Son. Chap. vii.\\nWhen found, make a note of. chop. X v.\\nThe bearings of this observation lays in the applica-\\ntion on it. Chap, xxiii.\\nBarkis is willin David Copperfield, Chap. v.\\nPapa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism, all very\\ngood words for the lips, especially prunes and prism.\\nLittle Dorrit. Book ii. Chap. v.\\nWhatever was required to be done, the Circumlocution\\nOffice was beforehand with all the public departments in\\nthe art of perceiving how not to do it. chap. x.\\nIn came Mrs. Fez^iwig, one vast substantial smile.\\nChristmas Carol. Stare 2,\\ni See Wordsworth, page 485. 2 See Herbert, page 206.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0682.jp2"}, "677": {"fulltext": "CRAXCH. FABER. MACKAY. 653\\nCHRISTOPHER P. CRAXCH. 1813\\nThought is deeper than all speech.\\nFeelings deeper than all thought\\nSouls to souls can never teach\\nWhat unto themselves was taught. Stanzas.\\nWe are spirits clad in veils\\nMan by man was never seen\\nAll our deep communing fails\\nTo remove the shadowy screen. ibid.\\nF. W. FABER. 1814-1863.\\nFor right is right, since God is God, 1\\nAnd right the day must win\\nTo doubt would be disloyalty.\\nTo falter would be sin. The Right must win.\\nLabour itself is but a sorrowful song.\\nThe protest of the weak against the strong.\\nThe Sorrowful World.\\nCHARLES MACKAY. 1814\\nCleon hath a million acres, ne er a one have I\\nCleon dwelleth in a palace, in a cottage I. cieon and I.\\nBut the sunshine aye shall light the sky,\\nAs round and round we run\\nAnd the truth shall ever come uppermost,\\nAnd justice shall be done. Eternal Justice. Stanza 4.\\nAid the dawning, tongue and pen\\nAid it, hopes of honest men clear the Way.\\nSome love to roam o er the dark sea s foam,\\nWhere the shrill winds whistle free. Some love to roam.\\nThere s a good time coming, boys\\nA good time Coming. The Good Time coming.\\n1 See Crabbe, page 444.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0683.jp2"}, "678": {"fulltext": "654 MACKAY. HOOPER, BAILEY. COOK.\\nOld Tubal Cain was a man of might\\nIn the days when earth was young. Tubal Cain.\\nELLEN STUBGIS HOOPER 1816-1841.\\nI slept, and dreamed that life was Beauty\\nI woke, and found that life was Duty.\\nWas thy dream then a shadowy lie\\nToil on, poor heart, unceasingly\\nAnd thou shalt find thy dream to be\\nA truth and noonday light to thee. Life a Duty.\\nPHILIP JAMES BAILEY. 1816-\\nWe live in deeds, not years in thoughts, not breaths\\nIn feelings, not in figures on a dial.\\nWe should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives\\nWho thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.\\nLife s but a means unto an end that end\\nBeginning, mean, and end to all things, God.\\nFestus. Scene, A Country Town.\\nPoets are all who love, who feel great truths,\\nAnd tell them and the truth of truths is love.\\nScene, Another and a Better World.\\nAmerica half-brother of the world\\nWith something good and bad of every land.\\nScene, The Surface.\\nELIZA COOK. 1817-\\nI love it, I love it, and who shall dare\\nTo chide me for loving that old arm-chair\\nThe Old Arm- Chair.\\nHow cruelly sweet are the echoes that start\\nWhen memory plays an old tune on the heart old Dobbin.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0684.jp2"}, "679": {"fulltext": "WILLIS. CHANNING. 655\\nNATHANIEL P. WILLIS. 1817-1867.\\nAt present there is no distinction among the upper ten\\nthousand of the City. 1 Necessity for a Promenade Drive.\\nFor it stirs the blood in an old man s heart.\\nAnd makes his pulses fly,\\nTo catch the thrill of a happy voice\\nAnd the light of a pleasant eye.\\nSaturday Afternoon.\\nIt is the month of June,\\nThe month of leaves and roses,\\nWhen pleasant sights salute the eyes,\\nAnd pleasant scents the noses.\\nThe Month of June.\\nLet us weep in our darkness, but weep not for him\\nNot for him who, departing, leaves millions in tears\\nXot for him who has died full of honor and years\\nNot for him who ascended Fame s ladder so high\\nFrom the round at the top he has stepped to the sky.\\nThe Death of Harrison.\\nWILLIAM ELLEKY CHAXXIXG. 1817-\\nI laugh, for hope hath happy place Avith me\\nIf my bark sinks, t is to another sea.\\nA Poefs Hope.\\nI sing New England, as she lights her fire\\nIn every Prairie s midst and where the bright\\nEnchanting stars shine pure through Southern night.\\nShe still is there, the guardian on the tower.\\nTo open for the world a purer hour. New England.\\nMost joyful let the Poet be\\nIt is through him that all men see.\\nThe Poet of the Old and New Times.\\n1 See Haliburton, page 580.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0685.jp2"}, "680": {"fulltext": "656 LOWELL.\\nJAMES RUSSELL LOWELL. 1819-\\nEarth s noblest thing, a woman perfected. Irene.\\nBe noble and the nobleness that lies\\nIn other men, sleeping but never dead,\\nWill rise in majesty to meet thine own. Sonnet iv.\\nGreat truths are portions of the soul of man\\nGreat souls are portions of eternity. Sonnet vi.\\nTo win the secret of a weed s plain heart. Sonnet xxv.\\nTwo meanings have our lightest fantasies,\\nOne of the flesh, and of the spirit one.\\nSonnet xxxiv. (Ed. 1844.)\\nAll thoughts that mould the age begin\\nDeep clown within the primitive soul.\\nAn Incident in a Railroad Car.\\nIt may be glorious to write\\nThoughts that shall glad the two or three\\nHigh souls, like those far stars that come in sight\\nOnce in a century. ibid.\\nXo man is born into the world whose work\\nIs not born with him. There is always work,\\nAnd tools to work withal, for those who will\\nAnd blessed are the horny hands of toil.\\nA Glance behind the Curtain.\\nThey are slaves who fear to speak\\nFor the fallen and the weak.\\nThey are slaves who dare not be\\nIn the right with two or three. Stanzas on Freedom.\\nEndurance is the crowning quality,\\nAnd patience all the passion of great hearts.\\nColumbus.\\nOne clay with life and heart\\nIs more than time enough to find a world. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0686.jp2"}, "681": {"fulltext": "LOWELL. 657\\nOnce to every man and nation comes the moment to\\ndecide,\\nIn the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or\\nevil side\\nSome great cause, God s new Messiah offering each the\\nbloom or blight,\\nParts the goats upon the left hand, and the sheep upon\\nthe right\\nAnd the choice goes by forever twixt that darkness and\\nthat light. The Present Crisis.\\nTruth forever on the scaffold, Wrong forever on the\\nthrone. ibid.\\nThen to side with Truth is noble when we share her\\nwretched crust,\\nEre her cause bring fame and profit, and t is prosperous\\nto be just\\nThen it is the brave man chooses, while the coward\\nstands aside,\\nDoubting in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified.\\nIbid.\\nBefore man made us citizens, great Nature made us\\nmen. On the Capture of Fugitive Slaves near Washington.\\nDear common flower, that grow st beside the way,\\nFringing the dusty road with harmless gold.\\nTo the Dandelion.\\nThis child is not mine as the first was\\nI cannot sing it to rest\\nI cannot lift it up fatherly,\\nAnd bless it upon my breast.\\nYet it lies in my little one s cradle,\\nAnd sits in my little one s chair,\\nAnd the light of the heaven she s gone to\\nTransfigures its golden hair. The Changeling.\\nThe thing we long for, that we are\\nFor one transcendent moment. Longing.\\n42", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0687.jp2"}, "682": {"fulltext": "n/\\n658 LOWELL.\\nShe doeth little kindnesses\\nWhich most leave undone, or despise.\\nMy Love, iv.\\nNot only around our infancy\\nDoth heaven with all its splendors lie\\nDaily, with souls that cringe and plot,\\nWe Sinais climb and know it not.\\nThe Vision of Sir Launfal. Prelude to Part First.\\nT is heaven alone that is given away\\nT is only God may be had for the asking. ibid.\\nAnd what is so rare as a day in June\\nThen, if ever, come perfect days\\nThen Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune,\\nAnd over it softly her warm ear lays. ibid.\\nNow the heart is so full that a drop overfills it\\nWe are happy now because God wills it. ibid.\\nJoy comes, grief goes, we know not how. ibid.\\nWho gives himself with his alms feeds three,\\nHimself, his hungering neighbor, and me.\\nPart Second, viii.\\nThere comes Emerson first, whose rich words, every one,\\nAre like gold nails in temples to hang trophies on.\\nA Fable for Critics.\\n/Nature fits all her children with something to do. ibid.\\nEz fer war, I call it murder,\\nThere you hev it plain an flat\\nI don t want to go no furder\\nThan my Testyment fer that.\\nAn you ve gut to git up airly\\nEf you want to take in God.\\nThe Biglow Papers. First Series. No. i.\\nLaborin man an laborin woman\\nHev one glory an one shame\\nEv y thin thet s done inhuman\\nInjers all on em the same. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0688.jp2"}, "683": {"fulltext": "LOWELL. 659\\nThis goin ware glory waits ye haint one agreeable feetur. 1\\nThe Biglow Papers. First Series. No. it.\\nGineral C. is a dreffie smart man\\nHe s ben on all sides tliet give places or pelf\\nBut consistency still wuz a part of his plan,\\nHe s ben true to one party, an thet is himself.\\nibid.\\nWe kind o thought Christ went agin war an* pillage.\\nNo. Hi.\\nBut John P.\\nBobinson, he\\nSez they did n t know everything down in Judee. ibid.\\nI don t believe in princerple,\\nBut oh I du in interest. No. u.\\nOf my merit\\nOn thet pint you yourself may jedge\\nAll is, I never drink no sperit,\\nXor I haint never signed no pledge.\\nNo. mi.\\nEz to my princerples, I glory\\nIn hevin nothin o the sort. ibid,\\nZekle crep up quite unbeknown\\nAn peeked in thru the winder,\\nAn there sot Huldy all alone,\\nIth no one nigh to hender.\\nSecond Series. The Courtiri.\\nThe very room, coz she was in,\\nSeemed warm from floor to ceilin ibid.\\nT was kin 3 o kingdom-come to look\\nOn sech a blessed cretur. ibid.\\nHis heart kep goin pity-pat,\\nBut hern went pity-Zekle. ibid.\\nAll kin o smily round the lips,\\nAn teary round the lashes. ibid.\\n1 See Moore, page 519.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0689.jp2"}, "684": {"fulltext": "660 LOWELL.\\nLike streams that keep a summer mind\\nSnow-hid in Jenooary.\\nThe Biylow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin\\\\\\nOur Pilgrim stock wuz pithed with hardihood.\\nNo. vi.\\nSoft-heartedness, in times like these,\\nShows sof ness in the upper story. No viit\\nEarth s biggest country s gut her soul,\\nAn risen up earth s greatest nation. iud.\\nUnder the yaller pines I house,\\nWhen sunshine makes em all sweet-scented,\\nAn hear among their furry boughs\\nThe baskin west-wind purr contented. No. x.\\nWut s words to them whose faith an truth\\nOn war s red techstone rang true metal\\nTTho ventered life an love an youth\\nFor the gret prize o death in battle ibid.\\nFrom lower to the higher next,\\nNot to the top, is Nature s text\\nAnd embryo Good, to reach full stature,\\nAbsorbs the Evil in its nature.\\nFestina Lente. Moral.\\nThough old the thought and oft exprest,\\nT is his at last who says it best. 1\\nFor an Autograph.\\nNature, they say, doth dote,\\nAnd cannot make a man\\nSave on some worn-out plan,\\nRepeating us by rote.\\nOde at the Harvard Commemoration, July 21, 1865.\\nHere was a type of the true elder race,\\nAnd one of Plutarch s men talked with us face to face.\\nibid.\\n1 See Emerson, page 604.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0690.jp2"}, "685": {"fulltext": "LOWELL. 661\\nSafe in the hallowed quiets of the past. The Cathedral.\\nThe one thing finished in this hasty world. ibid.\\nThese pearls of thought in Persian gulfs were bred.\\nEach softly lucent as a rounded moon\\nThe diver Omar plucked them from their bed,\\nFitzgerald strung them on an English thread.\\nIn a copy of Omar Khayyam.\\nThe clear, sweet singer with the crown of snow\\nNot whiter than the thoughts that housed below.\\nTo George William Curtis.\\nBut life is sweet, though all that makes it sweet\\nLessen like sound of friends departing feet\\nAnd Death is beautiful as feet of friend\\nComing with welcome at our journey s end.\\nFor me Fate gave, whate er she else denied,\\nA nature sloping to the southern side\\nI thank her for it, though when clouds arise\\nSuch natures double-darken gloomy skies. ibid.\\nIn life s small things be resolute and great\\nTo keep thy muscle trained know st thou when Fate\\nThy measure takes, or when she 11 say to thee,\\n1 find thee worthy do this deed for me n Epigram.\\nIn vain we call old notions fudge,\\nAnd bend our conscience to our dealing\\nThe Ten Commandments will not budge,\\nAnd stealing will continue stealing.\\nMotto of the American Copyright League\\n(written Nov. 20. 1885).\\nSolitude is as needful to the imagination as society is\\nwholesome for the character.\\nAmong my Books. First Series. Dryden.\\nA wise scepticism is the first attribute of a good critic.\\nShakespeare Once More.\\nOne thorn of experience is worth a whole wilderness\\nof warning. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0691.jp2"}, "686": {"fulltext": "662 LOWELL.\\nAspiration sees only one side of every question pos-\\nsession many.\\nAmong my Books. First Series. New England Two Centuries ago.\\nTruly there is a tide in the affairs of men but there is\\nno gulf-stream setting forever in one direction. md.\\nThere is no better ballast for keeping the mind steady\\non its keel, and saving it from all risk of crankiness,\\nthan business. ibid.\\nPuritanism, believing itself quick with the seed of\\nreligious liberty, laid, without knowing it, the egg of\\ndemocracy. md.\\nIt was in making education not only common to all,\\nbut in some sense compulsory on all, that the destiny of\\nthe free republics of America was practically settled.\\nIbid.\\nTalent is that which is in a man s power genius is\\nthat in whose power a man is.\\nRousseau and the Sentimentalists.\\nThere is no work of genius which has not been the de-\\nlight of mankind, no word of genius to which the human\\nheart and soul have not sooner or later responded. md.\\nEvery man feels instinctively that all the beautiful\\nsentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely\\naction. md.\\nSentiment is intellectualized emotion, emotion pre-\\ncipitated, as it were, in pretty crystals by the fancy.\\nIbid.\\nJSio man can produce great things who is not thor-\\noughly sincere in dealing with himself. ibid.\\nIn all literary history there is no such figure as Dante,\\nno such homogeneousness of life and works, such loyalty\\nto ideas, such sublime irrecognition of the unessential.\\nSecond Series. Dante.\\nWhoever can. endure unmixed delight, whoever can\\ntolerate music and painting and poetry all in one, who-", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0692.jp2"}, "687": {"fulltext": "LOWELL. 663\\never wishes to be rid of thought and to let the busy\\nanvils of the brain be silent for a time, let him read in\\nthe Faery Queen. Among my Books. Second Series. Spenser.\\nThe only faith that wears well and holds its color in\\nall weather s, is that which is woven of conviction and set\\nwith the sharp mordant of experience.\\nMy Study Windows. Abraham Lincoln, 1864.\\nIt is by presence of mind in untried emergencies that\\nthe native metal of a man is tested. jud.\\nWhat a sense of security in an old book which Time\\nhas Criticised for US Library of Old Authors.\\nThere is no good in arguing with the inevitable. The\\nonly argument available with an east wind is to put on\\nyour Overcoat. Democracy and Addresses.\\nLet us be of good cheer, however, remembering that\\nthe misfortunes hardest to bear are those which never\\ncome. ibid.\\nThe soil out of which such men as he are made is good\\nto be born on, good to live on, good to die for and to be\\nburied in. Garfield.\\nA great man is made up of qualities that meet or\\nmake great occasions. ibid.\\nIt The Ancient Mariner is marvellous in its mas-\\ntery over that delightfully fortuitous inconsequence that\\nis the adamantine logic of dreamland. Coleridge.\\nHe gives us the very quintessence of perception,\\nthe clearly crystalized precipitation of all that is most\\nprecious in the ferment of impression after the imperti-\\nnent and obtrusive particulars have evaporated from the\\nmemory. jbid.\\nIf I were asked what book is better than a cheap book,\\nI should answer that there is one book better than a\\ncheap book, and that is a book honestly come by.\\nBefore the U. S. Senate Committee on Patents, Jan. 29, 1886.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0693.jp2"}, "688": {"fulltext": "664 KINGSLEY. GRANT.\\nCHARLES KINGSLEY. 1819-1875.\\nMary, go and call the cattle home,\\nAnd call the cattle home,\\nAnd call the cattle home,\\nAcrOSS the sands O Dee The Sands of Bee.\\nMen must work, and women must weep.\\nThe Three Fishers.\\nBe good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever\\nDo noble things, not dream them, all day long\\nAnd so make life, death, and that vast forever\\nOne grand sweet song. a Farewell.\\nThe world goes up and the world goes down,\\nAnd the sunshine follows the rain\\nAnd yesterday s sneer and yesterday s frown\\nCan never come again. Dolcino to Margaret.\\nULYSSES S. GRANT. 1822-1885.\\nNo other terms than unconditional and immediate\\nsurrender. I propose to move immediately upon your\\nworks. To Gen. S. B. Buckner, Fort Dondson, Feb. 16, 1862.\\nI propose to fight it out on this line, if it takes all\\nsummer.\\nDespatch to Washington. Before Spottsylvania Court House,\\nMay 11, 1864.\\nLet us have peace.\\nAccepting a Nomination for the Presidency, May 29, 1868.\\nI know no method to secure the repeal of bad or ob-\\nnoxious laws so effectual as their strict construction.\\nFrom the Inaugural Address, March 4, 1869.\\nLet no guilty man escape, if it can be avoided. No\\npersonal considerations should stand in the way of per-\\nforming a duty.\\nIndorsement of a Letter relating to the Whiskey Ring, July 29, 1875.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0694.jp2"}, "689": {"fulltext": "ARNOLD. HAYES. 665\\nMATTHEW ARNOLD. 1822-1888.\\nOthers abide our question. Thou art free.\\nWe ask and ask. Thou srnilest and art still,\\nOut-topping knowledge. Shakespeare.\\nStrew on her roses, roses,\\nAnd never a spray of yew\\nIn quiet she reposes\\nAh, would that I did too Requiescat.\\nTo hear the world applaud the hollow ghost\\nWhich blamed the living man. Growing Old.\\nTime may restore us in his course\\nGoethe s sage mind and Byron s force\\nBut where will Europe s latter hour\\nAgain find Wordsworth s healing power\\nMemorial Verses.\\nWandering between two worlds, one dead,\\nThe other powerless to be born.\\nStanzas from the Grande Chartreuse.\\nThe kings of modern thought are dumb. Ibidt\\nPhilistine must have originally meant, in the mind\\nof those who invented the nickname, a strong, dogged,\\nunenlightened opponent of the children of the light.\\nEssays in Criticism. TTeinrich Heine.\\nThere is no better motto which it [culture] can have\\nthan these words of Bishop Wilson, To make reason\\nand the will of God prevail. Culture and Anarchy. P. 8.\\nRUTHERFORD B. HAYES. 1822\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nHe serves his party best who serves the country best. 1\\nInaugural Address, March 5, 1877.\\n1 See Pope, page 339.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0695.jp2"}, "690": {"fulltext": "666 HEATH. TAYLOR.\\nLEONABD HEATH.\\nOn a lone barren isle, where the wild roaring billows\\nAssail the stern rock, and the loud tempests rave,\\nThe hero lies still, while the dew-drooping willows,\\nLike fond weeping mourners, lean over his grave.\\nThe lightnings may flash and the loud thunders rattle\\nHe heeds not, he hears not, he s free from all pain\\nHe sleeps his last sleep, he has fought his last battle\\nNo sound can awake him to glory again x\\nThe Grave of Bonaparte.\\nYet spirit immortal, the tomb cannot bind thee,\\nBut like thine own eagle that soars to the sun\\nThou springest from bondage and leavest behind thee\\nA name which before thee no mortal hath won.\\nTho nations may combat, and war s thunders rattle,\\nNo more on thy steed wilt thou sweep o er the plain\\nThou sleep st thy last sleep, thou hast fought thy last\\nbattle,\\nNo sound can awake thee to glory again. ibid.\\n4\\nBAYAED TAYLOR. 1825-1878.\\nTill the sun grows cold,\\nAnd the stars are old.\\nAnd the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold.\\nBedouin Song.\\nThey sang of love, and not of fame\\nForgot was Britain s glory\\nEach heart reeall d a different name,\\nBut all sang Annie Lawrie.\\nThe Song of the Camp.\\nThe bravest are the tenderest,\\nThe loving are the daring. Ibid.\\n1 This sonc; was composed and set to music, about 1842, by Leonard Heath,\\nof Nashua, who died a few years ago. Bela Chapix: The Poets of New\\nHampshire, 1883, p. 760.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0696.jp2"}, "691": {"fulltext": "MULOCK. SMITH. CHORLEY. 667\\nDINAH M. MULOCK. 1826-\\nTwo hands upon the breast,\\nAnd labour s done 1\\nTwo pale feet crossed in rest,\\nThe race is won. Now and Afterwards.\\nALEXAKDEK SMITH. 1830-1867.\\nLike a pale martyr in his shirt of fire.\\nA Life Drama. Sc. ii.\\nIn winter, when the dismal rain\\nCame down in slanting lines,\\nAnd Wind, that grand old harper, smote\\nHis thunder-harp of pines. md.\\nA poem round and perfect as a star. md.\\nH. F. CHOELEY. 1831-1872.\\nA song to the oak, the brave old oak,\\nWho hath ruled in the greenwood long\\nThe Brave Old Oak.\\nThen here s to the oak, the brave old oak,\\nWho stands in his pride alone\\nAnd still flourish he a hale green tree\\nWhen a hundred years are gone ibid.\\n1 Two hands upon the breast, and labour is past. Russian Proverb.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0697.jp2"}, "692": {"fulltext": "668 ALLEN. POTTER. FITCH.\\nELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN. 1832-\\nBackward, turn backward, Time, in your flight\\nMake me a child again, just for to-night\\nRoclc me to sleep.\\nBackward, flow backward, tide of the years\\nI am so weary of toil and of tears,\\nToil without recompense, tears all in vain\\nTake them, and give me my childhood again ibid.\\nBISHOP HENRY C. POTTER. 1835-\\nWe have exchanged the Washingtonian dignity for the\\nJeffersonian simplicity, which was in truth only another\\nname for the Jacksonian vulgarity.\\nAddress at the Washington Centennial Service in\\nSt. Paul s Chapel, New York, April 30, 1889.\\nIf there be no nobility of descent, all the more indis-\\npensable is it that there should be nobility of ascent,\\na character in them that bear rule so fine and high and\\npure that as men come within the circle of its influence\\nthey involuntarily pay homage to that which is the one\\npre-eminent distinction, the royalty of virtue. ibid.\\nFRANCIS M. FITCH.\\nUnder the sod and the dew,\\nWaiting the judgment day\\nLove and tears for the Blue,\\nTears and love for the Gray. 1\\nThe Blue and the Gray.\\n1 This poem first appeared in the Atlantic Monthly.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0698.jp2"}, "693": {"fulltext": "CLEVELAND. HARTE. BOURDILLOX. 66,\\nGROVER CLEVELAND. 1837\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nAfter an existence of nearly twenty years of almost\\ni nnocu ous desuetude these laws are brought forth.\\nMessage, March 1, 1886.\\nIt is a condition which confronts us not a theory. 1\\nAnnual Message, 1887,\\nI have considered the pension list of the republic a\\nroll of honor. Veto of Dependent Pension Bill, July 5, 1888.\\nParty honesty is party expediency.\\nInterview in New York Commercial Advertiser, SejH. 19, 1889.\\nFRANCIS BRET HARTE. 1839\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nWhich I wish to remark,\\nAnd my language is plain,\\nThat for ways that are dark\\nAnd for tricks that are vain,\\nThe heathen Chinee is peculiar.\\nPlain Language from Truthful James.\\nAh Sin was his name. md.\\nWith the smile that was childlike and bland.\\nibid.\\nFRANCIS W. BOURDILLON. 1852\\nThe night has a thousand eyes,\\nAnd the day but one\\nYet the light of the bright world dies\\nWith the dying sun.\\nThe mind has a thousand eyes,\\nAnd the heart but one\\nYet the light of a whole life dies\\nWhen the day is done. Light.\\n1 See Disraeli, page 607.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0699.jp2"}, "694": {"fulltext": "670 MISCELLANEOUS.\\nMISCELLANEOUS.\\nIt may well wait a century for a reader, as God has\\nwaited six thousand years for an observer.\\nJohn Kepler (1571-1630). Martyrs of Science Brewster). P. 197.\\nNeedle in a bottle of hay.\\nField 1641): A Woman s a Weathercock. (Reprint, 1612, p. 20.)\\nHe is a fool who thinks by force or skill\\nTo turn the current of a woman s will.\\nSamuel Tuke 1673) Adventures of Five Hours. Act v. Sc. 3.\\nLaugh and be fat.\\nJohn Taylor (1580 -1684). Title of a Tract, 1615.\\nDiamond cut diamond.\\nJohn Ford (1586-1639): The Lover s Melancholy. Act i. Sc 1.\\nA liberty to that only which is good, just, and honest.\\nJohn Winthrop (1588-1649): Life and Letters. Vol. ii.p. 341.\\nI preached as never sure to preach again,\\nAnd as a dying man to dying men.\\nRichard Baxter (1615-1691): Love breathing Thanhs and Praise.\\nThough this may be play to you,\\nT is death to us.\\nRoger L Estrange (1616-1704): Fables from Several Authors.\\nFable 398.\\nAnd there s a lust in man no charm can tame\\nOf loudly publishing our neighbour s shame\\nOn eagles wings immortal scandals fly,\\nWhile virtuous actions are but born and die.\\nStephen Harvey (circa 1627) Juvenal, Satire ix.\\nMay I govern my passion with absolute sway,\\nAnd grow wiser and better as my strength wears away.\\nWalter Pope (1630-1714) The Old Man s Wish.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0700.jp2"}, "695": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS. 671\\nWhen change itself can give no more,\\nr T is eas} T to be true.\\nCharles Sedley (1639-1701): Reasons for Constancy.\\nThe real Simon Pure.\\nSusannah Centuvke (1667-1723): A bold Stroke for a Wife.\\nWhen all the blandishments of life are gone.\\nThe coward sneaks to death, the brave live on.\\nGeorge Sewell 1726): The Suicide.\\nStudious of ease, and fond of humble things.\\nAmbrose Phillips (1671-1749) From Holland to a Friend in England.\\nMy galligaskins, that have long withstood\\nThe winter s fury, and encroaching frosts,\\nBy time subdued (what will not time subdue\\nA horrid chasm disclosed.\\nJohn Philips (1676-1708): The Splendid Shilling. Line 121.\\nFor twelve honest men have decided the cause.\\nWho are judges alike of the facts and the laws.\\nWilliam Pulteney (1682-1764): The Honest Jury.\\nFarewell to Lochaber, farewell to my Jean.\\nWhere heartsome wf thee I hae uiom~ days been\\nFor Lochaber no more,. Lochaber no more,\\nWe 11 maybe return to Lochaber no more.\\nAlla Ramsay (1686-1758) Lochaber no More.\\nBusy, curious, thirsty fly,\\nDrink with me, and drink as I.\\nWilliam Oldys (1696-1761) On a Fly drinking out of a Cup of Ale.\\nThus Kaleigh, thus immortal Sidney shone\\n(Illustrious names in great Eliza s days.\\nThomas Edwards (1699-1757) Canons of Criticism.\\nOne kind kiss before we part,\\nDrop a tear and bid adieu\\nThough we sever, my fond heart\\nTill we meet shall pant for you.\\nRobert Dodsley (1703-1764) The Parting Kiss.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0701.jp2"}, "696": {"fulltext": "672 MISCELLANEOUS.\\nA charge to keep I have,\\nA God to glorify\\nA never dying soul to save,\\nAnd fit it for the sky.\\nCharles Wesley (1708-1788) Christian Fidelity.\\nOf right and wrong he taught\\nTruths as refined as ever Athens heard\\nAnd (strange to tell he practised what he preached.\\nJohn Armstrong (1709-1779): The Art of Preserving\\nHealth. Book iv. Line 301.\\nGentle shepherd, tell rne where.\\nSamuel Howard (1710-1782) Song.\\nPray, Goody, please to moderate the rancour of your\\ntongue\\nWhy flash those sparks of fury from your eyes\\nRemember, when the judgment s weak the prejudice is\\nStrong. Kane O Hara 1782): Midas. Act i. Sc. 4.\\nWhere passion leads or prudence points the way.\\nRobert Lowth (1710-1787) Choice of Hercules, i.\\nAnd he that will this health deny,\\nDown among the dead men let him lie.\\nDyer (published in the early part of the reign of George I.).\\nEach cursed his fate that thus their project crossed\\nHow hard their lot who neither won nor lost\\nRichard Graves (1715-1804) The Festoon (1767).\\nCease, rude Boreas, blustering railer\\nList, ye landsmen all, to me\\nMessmates, hear a brother sailor\\nSing the dangers of the sea.\\nGeorge A. Stevens (1720-1784) The Storm.\\nThat man may last, but never lives,\\nWho much receives, but nothing gives\\nWhom none can love, whom none can thank,\\nCreation s blot, creation s blank.\\nThomas Gibbons (1720-1785): When Jesus dwelt.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0702.jp2"}, "697": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS. 673\\nIn this awfully stupendous manner, at which Reason\\nstands aghast, and Faith herself is half confounded, was\\nthe grace of God to man at length manifested.\\nRichard Hurd (1720-1808) Sermons. Vol. ii. p. 287.\\nThere is such a choice of difficulties that I am myself\\nat a loss how to determine.\\nJames Wolfe (1726-1759): Despatch to Pitt, Sept. 2, 1759.\\nKathleen mavourneen the grey dawn is breaking,\\nThe horn of the hunter is heard on the hill.\\nAnne Crawford (1734-1801): Kathleen Mavourneen.\\nWho can refute a sneer\\nWilliam Paley (1743-1805) Moral Philosophy. Vol. ii.\\nBook v. Chap. 9.\\nWhy should the Devil have all the good tunes\\nRowland Hill (1744-1833).\\nHo why dost thou shiver and shake, Gaffer Grey\\nAnd why does thy nose look so blue\\nThomas Holcroft (1745-1809) Gaffer Grey.\\nMillions for defence, but not one cent for tribute.\\nCharles Cotesworth Pinckney (1746-1825), when Ambas-\\nsador to the French Republic, 1796.\\nAnd ye sail walk m silk attire,\\nAnd siller hae to spare,\\nGin ye 11 consent to be his bride,\\nNor think o Donald mair.\\nSusanna Blamire (1747-1794) The Siller Croun.\\nA glass is good, and a lass is good,\\nAnd a pipe to smoke in cold weather\\nThe world is good, and the people are good,\\nAnd we J re all good fellows together.\\nJohn O Keefe (1747-1833) Sprigs of Laurel. Act ii. Sc. 1,\\nThe moon had climb d the highest hill\\nWhich rises o er the source of Dee,\\nAnd from the eastern summit shed\\nHer silver light on tower and tree.\\nJohn Lowe (1750 Mary s Dream.\\n43", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0703.jp2"}, "698": {"fulltext": "674 MISCELLANEOUS.\\nColumbia, Columbia, to glory arise,\\nThe queen of the world and child of the skies\\nThy genius commands thee with rapture behold,\\nWhile ages on ages thy splendors unfold.\\nTimothy D wight (1752-1817): Columbia.\\nLord, dismiss us with thy blessing,\\nHope, and comfort from above\\nLet us each, thy peace possessing,\\nTriumph in redeeming love.\\nRobert Hawker (1753-1827): Benediction.\\nHoy s wife of Aldivalloch,\\nWat ye how she cheated me,\\nAs I came o er the braes of Balloch\\nAnne Grant (1755-1838) Roy s Wife.\\nBounding billows, cease your motion,\\nBear me not so swiftly o er.\\nMary Robinson (1758-1799): Bounding Billows.\\nWhile Thee I seek, protecting Power,\\nBe my vain wishes stilled\\nAnd may this consecrated hour\\nWith better hopes be filled.\\nHelen Maria Williams (1762-1827) Trust in Providence.\\nThe glory dies not, and the grief is past.\\nSamuel Egerton Brydges (1762-1837): Sonnet on the\\nDeath of Sir Walter Scott.\\nOh swiftly glides the bonnie boat,\\nJust parted from the shore,\\nAnd to the fisher s chorus-note\\nSoft moves the dipping oar.\\nJoanna Baillie (1762-1857) Oh swiftly glides the Bonnie Boat.\\nT was whisper d in heaven, t was mutter d in hell,\\nAnd echo caught faintly the sound as it fell\\nOn the confines of earth t was permitted to rest,\\nAnd the depths of the ocean its presence confess d.\\nCatherine M. Fanshawe (1764-1834): Enigma. The letter H.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0704.jp2"}, "699": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS. 675\\nOli, it s a snug little island\\nA right little, tight little island.\\nThomas Dibdin (1771-1841): The snug little Island.\\nAnd ne er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves,\\nWhile the earth bears a plant or the sea rolls its waves.\\nRobert Treat Paime (1772-1811) Adams and Liberty,\\nThey [the blacks] had no rights which the white man\\nwas bound to respect.\\nRoger B. Taney (1777-1861) The Bred Scott Case (Howard.\\nRep. 19. p. 407).\\nTo make a mountain of a mole-hill.\\nHenry Ellis (1777-1869): Original Letters. Second\\nSeries, p 312.\\nMarch to the battle-field,\\nThe foe is now before us\\nEach heart is Freedom s shield,\\nAnd heaven is shining o er us.\\nB. E. O Meara (1778-1836) March to the Battle-Field.\\nOur country In her intercourse with foreign nations\\nmay she always be in the right but our country, right\\nor wrong.\\nStephen Decatur (1779-1820): Toast given at Norfolk,\\nApril, 1816.\\nHere shall the Press the People s right maintain,\\nUnaw d by influence and unbrib d by gain\\nHere patriot Truth her glorious precepts draw,\\nPledged to Religion. Liberty, and Law.\\nJoseph Story (1779-1845): Motto of the Salem Register.\\n(Life of Story, Vol. i. p, 127.)\\nLet there be no inscription upon my tomb let no man\\nwrite my epitaph no man can write my epitaph.\\nRobert Emmet (1780-1803): Speech on his Tibial and Conviction\\nfor High Treason, September, 1803.\\nImitation is the sincerest flattery.\\nC. C Coltox (1780-1832): The Lacon.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0705.jp2"}, "700": {"fulltext": "676 MISCELLANEOUS.\\nBehold how brightly breaks the morning\\nThough bleak our lot, our hearts are warm.\\nJames Kenney (1780-1849): Behold how brightly breaks.\\nUnthinking, idle, wild, and young,\\nI laugh d and danc d and talk d and sung.\\nPrincess Amelia (1783-1810).\\nA sound so fine, there s nothing lives\\nTwixt it and silence.\\nJames Sheridan Knowles (1781-1862): Virginius, Act v. Sc. 2.\\nWe have met the enemy, and they are ours.\\nOliver H. Perry (1785-1820) Letter to General Harrison\\n(dated United States Brig Niagara. Off the Western\\nSisters. Sept. 10, 1813, 4 p. m.\\nNot she with trait rous kiss her Saviour stung,\\nNot she denied him with unholy tongue\\nShe, while apostles shrank, could danger brave,\\nLast at his cross and earliest at his grave.\\nEaton S. Barrett (1785-1820): Woman, Part i. (ed. 1822),\\nThey see nothing wrong in the rule that to the victors\\nbelong the spoils of the enemy.\\nWilliam L. Marcy (1786-1857): Speech in the United States\\nSenate, January, 1832.\\nSay to the seceded States, Wayward sisters, depart\\nin peace.\\nWinfield Scott (1786-1861): Letter to W. E. Seward,\\nMarch 3, 1861.\\nRock d in the cradle of the deep,\\nI lay me down in peace to sleep.\\nEmma Willard (1787-1870): The Cradle of the Deep.\\nEight as a trivet.\\nR H Barham (1788-1845) The Ingoldsby Legends. Auto-da-fe.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0706.jp2"}, "701": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS. 677\\nMy life is like the summer rose\\nThat opens to the morning sky,\\nBut ere the shades of evening close\\nIs scattered on the ground to die.\\nRichard Henry Wilde (1789-1847) My Life is like the\\nSummer Rose.\\nGrand, gloomy, and peculiar, he sat upon the throne\\na sceptred hermit, wrapped in the solitude of his own\\noriginality,\\nCharles Phillips (1789-1859): The Character of Napoleon.\\nEise up, rise up, Xarifa lay your golden cushion down\\nRise up come to the window, and gaze with all the town.\\nJohn G Lockhart (1794-1854): The Bridal of Andalla.\\nBy the margin of fair Zurich s waters\\nDwelt a youth, whose fond heart, night and day,\\nFor the fairest of fair Zurich s daughters\\nIn a dream of love melted away.\\nCharles Dance (1794-1863): Fair Zurich s Waters.\\nI saw two clouds at morning\\nTinged by the rising sun,\\nAnd in the dawn they floated on\\nAnd mingled into one.\\nJohn G. C. Brainard (1795-1828): I saw Two Clouds at Morning.\\nOn thy fair bosom, silver lake,\\nThe wild swan spreads his snowy sail,\\nAnd round his breast the ripples break\\nAs down he bears before the gale.\\nJames G. Percival (1795-1856) To Seneca Lake.\\nWhat fairy-like music steals over the sea,\\nEntrancing our senses with charmed melody\\nMrs. C. B. Wilson 1846) What Fairy-like Music.\\nHer very frowns are fairer far\\nThan smiles of other maidens are.\\nHartley Coleridge (1796-1849): She is not Fair.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0707.jp2"}, "702": {"fulltext": "678 MISCELLANEOUS.\\nI would not live alway I ask not to stay\\nWhere storm after storm rises dark o er the way.\\nWilliam A. Muhlenberg (1796-1877): 1 would not live alway.\\nOh, leave the gay and festive scenes,\\nThe halls of dazzling light.\\nH. S. Vandyk (1798-1828); The Light Guitar.\\nIf any one attempts to haul down the American flag,\\nshoot him on the spot.\\nJohn A. Dix (1798-1879): An Official Despatch, Jan. 29, 1861.\\nI envy them, those monks of old\\nTheir books they read, and their beads they told.\\nG. P. R. James (1801-1860): The Monks of Old.\\nA place in thy memory, dearest,\\nIs all that I claim\\nTo pause and look back when thou nearest\\nThe sound of my name.\\nGerald Griffin (1803-1840) A Place in thy Memory.\\nSparkling and bright in liquid light\\nDoes the wine our goblets gleam in\\nWith hue as red as the rosy bed\\nWhich a bee would choose to dream in.\\nCharles Fen no Hoffman (1806-1884): Sparkling and Bright.\\nThe very mudsills of society. We call them slaves.\\nBut I will not characterize that class at the North\\nwith that term but you have it. It is there, it is every-\\nwhere it is eternal.\\nJames H. Hammond (1807-1864): Speech in the U, S. Senate,\\nMarch, 1858.\\nIt would be superfluous in me to point out to your\\nLordship that this is war.\\nCharles Francis Adams (1807-1886): Despatch to Earl Russell,\\nSept. 5, 1863.\\nWe are swinging round the circle.\\nAndrew Johnson (1808-1875) On the Presidential Reconstruction\\nTour, August, 1866.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0708.jp2"}, "703": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS. 679\\nWe have been friends together\\nIn sunshine and in shade.\\nCaroline E. S. Norton (1808-1877) We have been\\nFriends.\\nAll we ask is to be let alone.\\nJefferson Davis (1808-1889 First Message to the\\nConfederate Congress, March, 1861.\\nT is said that absence conquers love\\nBut oh believe it not\\nI ve tried, alas its power to prove,\\nBut thou art not forgot.\\nFrederick W. Thomas (1808 Absence conquers\\nLove.\\nOh would I were a boy again,\\nWhen life seemed formed of sunny years,\\nAnd all the heart then knew of pain\\nWas wept away in transient tears\\nMark Lemon (1809-1870) Oh ivould I were a Boy\\nagain.\\nWee Willie Winkie rins through the toun,\\nUpstairs and dounstairs, in his nicht-goun,\\nTirlin at the window, cryin at the lock,\\nAre the weans in their bed for it s nou ten o clock.\\nWilliam Miller (1810-1872): Willie Winkie.\\nWe are Republicans, and don t propose to leave our\\nparty and identify ourselves w T ith the party whose ante-\\ncedents have been Rum, Romanism, and Rebellion.\\nSamuel D. Burchard (1812 one of the deputation\\nvisiting Mr. Blaine, Oct. 29, 1881.\\nA life on the ocean wave\\nA home on the rolling deep,\\nWhere the scattered waters rave,\\nAnd the winds their revels keep\\nEpes Sargent (1813-1881): Life on the Ocean Wave.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0709.jp2"}, "704": {"fulltext": "680 MISCELLANEOUS.\\nWhat are the wild waves saying,\\nSister, the whole day long,\\nThat ever amid our playing\\nI hear but their low, lone song\\nJoseph E. Carpenter (1813 What are the wild\\nWaves saying f\\nWell, General, we have not had many dead cavalry-\\nmen lying about lately.\\nJoseph Hooker (1813-1879) A remark to General Averill,\\nNovember 1862.\\nCome in the evening, or come in the morning\\nCome when you re looked for, or come without warning.\\nThomas O. Davis (1814-1845): The Welcome.\\nBut whether on the scaffold high\\nOr in the battle s van,\\nThe fittest place where man can die\\nIs where he dies for man\\nMichael J. Barry (Circa 1815) The Dublin Nation,\\nSept. 28, 1844, Vol. it, p. 809.\\nOh the heart is a free and a fetterless thing,\\nA wave of the ocean, a bird on the wing\\nJulia Pardoe (1816-1862): The Captive Greek Girl.\\nLet wealth and commerce, laws and learning die,\\nBut leave us still our old nobility.\\nLord John Manners (1818 England s Trust. Part Hi,\\nLine 227.\\nWhy thus longing, thus forever sighing\\nFor the far-off, unattain d, and dim,\\nWhile the beautiful all round thee lying\\nOffers up its low, perpetual hymn\\nHarriet W. Sewall (1819-1889): Why thus longing\\nDon t you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt\\nSweet Alice, whose hair was so brown\\nWho wept with delight when you gave her a smile,\\nAnd trembl d with fear at your frown\\nThomas Dunn English (1819 Ben Bolt.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0710.jp2"}, "705": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS. 681\\nThe Survival of the Fittest.\\nHerbert Spencer (1820 Principles of Biology, Vol. i.\\nChap. xii. (American edition, 1867.)\\nWho fears to speak of Ninety-eight\\nWho blushes at the name\\nWhen cowards mock the patriot s fate,\\nWho hangs his head for shame\\nJohn K. Ingram (1820 The Dublin Nation, April 1,\\n1843, Vol. ii. p. 339.\\nOn Fame s eternal camping-ground\\nTheir silent tents are spread,\\nAnd Glory guards with solemn round\\nThe bivouac of the dead.\\nTheodore O Hara (1820-1867): The Bivouac of the\\nDead. (August, 1847.)\\nHold the fort I am coming\\nWilliam T. Sherman (1820-1891), signalled to General Corse\\nin Allatoona from the top of Kenesaw, Oct. 5, 1864.\\nFor every wave with dimpled face\\nThat leaped upon the air,\\nHad caught a star in its embrace\\nAnd held it trembling there.\\nAmelia B. Welby (1821-1852): Musings. Stanza 4.\\nTo look up and not down,\\nTo look forward and not back,\\nTo look out and not in, and\\nTo lend a hand.\\nEdward Everett Hale (1822 Rule of the Harry\\nWadsworth Club (from Ten Times One is Ten, 1870).\\nListen John A. Logan is the Head Centre, the Hub,\\nthe King Pin, the Main Spring, Mogul, and Mugmump\\nof the final plot by which partisanship was installed in\\nthe Commission.\\nIsaac H. Bromley (1833 Editorial in the New York\\nTribune, Feb. 16, 1877.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0711.jp2"}, "706": {"fulltext": "682 MISCELLANEOUS.\\nA mugwump is a person educated beyond his intellect.\\nHorace Porter (1837 a bon-mot in the Cleveland-\\nBlaine campaign of 1884.\\nI never could believe that Providence had sent a few\\nmen into the world, ready booted and spurred to ride,\\nand millions ready saddled and bridled to be ridden.\\nRichard Rumbold, on the scaffold, 1685. History of England\\n(Macaulay), Chap. v.\\nThe last link is broken\\nThat bound me to thee,\\nAnd the words thou hast spoken\\nHave rendered me free.\\nFanny Steers: Song.\\nOld Simon the cellarer keeps a rare store\\nOf Malmsey and Malvoisie.\\nG. W. Bellamy: Simon the Cellarer.\\nBabylon in all its desolation is a sight not so awful as\\nthat of the human mind in ruins.\\nScrope Da vies: Letter to Thomas Raikes, May 25, 1835.\\nShe s all my fancy painted her\\nShe s lovely, she S divine. William Mee: Alice Gray.\\nStately and tall he moves in the hall,\\nThe chief of a thousand for grace.\\nKate Franklin Life at Olympus, Lady s Book, Vol. xxiii. p. 33\\nWhen the sun s last rays are fading\\nInto twilight soft and dim.\\nTheodore L. Barker: Thou wilt think of me again.\\nThou hast wounded the spirit that loved thee\\nAnd cherish d thine image for years\\nThou hast taught me at last to forget thee,\\nIn secret, in silence, and tears.\\nMrs. (David) Porter: Thou hast wounded the Spirit.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0712.jp2"}, "707": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS.\\nEattle his bones over the stones\\nHe *s only a pauper, whom nobody owns\\nThomas Noel: T Pauper s Bide.\\nId the clays when we went gypsying\\nA long time ago\\nThe lads and lassies in their best\\nWere dress d from top to toe.\\nEdwln Ransfoed In the Dc went Gypsi\\nSpeak gently t is a little thing\\nDropp d in the heart s deep well\\nThe good, the joy. that it may bring\\nEternity shall tell.\\nG. TV, Langford: peo. genth\\nHope tells a flattering tale. 1\\nDelusive, vain, and hollow.\\nAh let not hope prevail,\\nLest disappointment follow.\\nMiss Wkothkr: The Universal Songster. Vol. U. p. 86.\\nNose, nose. nose, nose\\nAnd who gave thee that jolly red nose\\nSinament and Ginger. Nutmegs and Cloves,\\nAnd that gave me my jolly red nose.\\nRavenscroft Dcuteromela^ Song Xo. 7\\nThe mother said to her daughter, \u00e2\u0080\u00a2\u00e2\u0080\u00a2Daughter, bid thy\\ndaughter tell her daughter that her daughter s daughter\\nhath a daughter.\\nGeorge Hakewill Apologia Book Hi. Chap, v, Sect. 9.%\\n1 Hope told a flattering tale.\\nThat Joy would soon return\\nAh naught my sigh- avail.\\nFor Love is doomed to mourn.\\nAnonymous air by Giovanni Paisiello. 17-41-\\n1816 U ml Songster, vol. i. p, 320.\\n2 Beaumont and Fletcher The Kn t rf the Burning Pestle, act i.\\n3.\\n3 Hakewill translated this from the ,c Theatrum Vitae Humana?. vol.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0713.jp2"}, "708": {"fulltext": "684 MISCELLANEOUS.\\nBetwixt the stirrup and the ground,\\nMercy I ask d; mercy I found. 1 William Camden: Remains.\\nBegone, dull Care I prithee begone from me\\nBegone, dull Care thou and I shall never agree.\\nPlayford Musical Companion. (1687.)\\nMuch of a muchness.\\nVasbrugh: The Provoked Husband. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nMathew, Mark, Luke, and John,\\nThe bed be blest that I lye on.\\nThomas Ady A Candle in the Dark, p. 58. (London, 1656.)\\nJunius, Aprilis, Septemq Nouemq tricenos,\\nVnum plus reliqui, Februs tenet octo vicenos,\\nAt si bissextus fuerit superadditur vnus.\\nWilliam Harrison Description of Britain (prefixed to\\nHolinshed s Chronicle, 1577).\\nThirty dayes hath Nouember,\\nAprill, June, and September,\\nFebruary hath xxviii alone,\\nAnd all the rest have xxxi.\\nRichard Grafton Chronicles of England. (1590.)\\nThirty days hath September,\\nApril, June, and November,\\nFebruary has twenty-eight alone,\\nAll the rest have thirty-one\\nExcepting leap year, that s the time\\nWhen February s days are twenty-nine.\\nThe Return from Parnassus. (Condon, 1606.)\\nThirty days hath September,\\nApril, June, and November\\nAll the rest have thirty-one,\\nExcepting February alone,\\nWhich hath but twenty-eight, in fine,\\nTill leap year gives it twenty-nine.\\nCommon in the New England States.\\n1 Altered by Johnson (1783),\\nBetween the stirrup and the ground,\\nI mercy ask d; I mercy found.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0714.jp2"}, "709": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS. 685\\nFourth, eleventh, ninth, and sixth,\\nThirty days to each affix\\nEvery other thirty-one\\nExcept the second month alone.\\nCommon in Chester County, Penn., among the Friends.\\nBe of good comfort, Master Ridley, Latimer cried\\nat the crackling of the flames. Play the man We shall\\nthis May light such a candle, by God s grace, in England,\\nas I trust shall never be put out. x\\nThere is a garden in her face,\\nWhere roses and white lilies show\\nA heavenly paradise is that place,\\nWherein all pleasant fruits do grow.\\nThere cherries hang that none may buy,\\nTill cherry ripe themselves do cry.\\nAn Ho tores Recreation in Ifusike. (1606. Set to music by Richard\\nAlison. Oliphant s La Messa Madrigalesca, p. 229.)\\nThose cherries fairly do enclose\\nOf orient pearl a double row\\nWhich when her lovely laughter shows,\\nThey look like rosebuds filled with snow. ibid.\\nA vest as admired Yoltiger had on,\\nWhich from this Island s foes his grandsire won,\\nWhose artful colour pass d the Tyrian dye,\\nObliged to triumph in this legacy. 2\\nThe British Princes, p. 96. (1669.)\\nWhen Adam dolve, and Eve span,\\nWho was then the gentleman\\nLines used by John Ball in Wat Tyler s Rebellion^\\n1 I shall light a candle of understanding in thine heart, which shall not be\\nput out. \u00e2\u0080\u00942 Esdras xiv. 25.\\n2 The oft-quoted lines,\\nA painted vest Prince Voltiger had on,\\nWhich from a naked Pict his grandsire won,\\nhave been ascribed to Blackmore, but suppressed in the later editions of his\\npoems.\\n3 Hume History of England, vol. i. chap. xvii. note 8.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0715.jp2"}, "710": {"fulltext": "686 MISCELLANEOUS.\\nNow bething the, gentilman,\\nHow Adam dalf, and Eve span. 1\\nMS. of the Fifteenth Century (British Museum).\\nUse three Physicians,\\nStill-first Dr. Quiet\\nNext Dr. Mery-man,\\nAnd Dr. Dyet. 2\\nRegimen Sanitatis Salernitanum (edition of 1607).\\nThe King of France went up the hill\\nWith twenty thousand men\\nThe King of France came down the hill,\\nAnd ne er went up again.\\nPigges Corantoe, or N ewes from the North. 9\\nFrom The New England Primer.*\\nIn Adam s fall\\nWe sinned all.\\nMy Book and Heart\\nMust never part.\\nYoung Obadias,\\nDavid, Josias,\\nAll were pious.\\nPeter denyed\\nHis Lord, and cryed.\\n1 The same proverb existed in German\\nSo Adam reutte, und Eva span,\\nWer war da ein eddelman\\nAgricola: Proverbs, No. 254.\\n2 See Swift, page 293.\\n3 A quarto tract printed in London in 1642, p. 3. This is called Old\\nTarlton s Song.\\n4 As early as 1691, Benjamin Harris, of Boston, advertised as in press the\\nsecond impression of the New England Primer. The oldest copy known to\\nbe extant is 1737.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0716.jp2"}, "711": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS. 687\\nYoung Timothy\\nLearnt sin to fly.\\nXerxes did die,\\nAnd so must L\\nZaccheus he\\nDid climb the tree\\nOur Lord to see.\\nOur days begin with trouble here,\\nOur life is but a span,\\nAnd cruel death is always near,\\nSo frail a thing is man.\\nNow I lay me down to take my sleep, 1\\nI pray the Lord my soul to keep\\nIf I should die before I wake,\\nI pray the Lord my soul to take.\\nHis wife, with nine small children and one at the\\nbreast, following him to the stake.\\nMartyrdom of John Rogers. Burned at Smithfield, Feb. 14, 1554. 2\\nAnd shall Trelawny die\\nHere s twenty thousand Cornish men\\nWill know the reason why. 3\\n1 It is said that in the earliest edition of the New England Primer this\\nprayer is given as above, which is copied from the reprint of 1777. In\\nthe edition of 1784 it is altered to Now I lay me down to sleep. In the\\nedition of 1814 the second line of the prayer reads, I pray thee, Lord,\\nmy sonl to keep.\\n2 The true date of his death is Feb. 4, 1555.\\n3 Robert Stephen Hawker incorporated these lines into The Song of the\\nWestern Men, written by him in 1825. It was praised by Sir Walter Scott\\nand Macaulay under the impression that it was the ancient song. It has\\nbeen a popular proverb throughout Cornwall ever since the imprisonment by\\nJames II. of the seven bishops, one of them Sir Jonathan Trelawny.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0717.jp2"}, "712": {"fulltext": "688 MISCELLANEOUS.\\nMater ait natse, die natse, natam\\nUt moneat natae, plangere filiolarn.\\nThe mother to her daughter spake\\nDaughter/ said she, arise\\nThy daughter to her daughter take,\\nWhose daughter s daughter cries/\\nA Distich, according to Zwingler, on a Lady of the Dalburg\\nFamily who saw her descendants to the sixth generation.\\nA woman s work, grave sirs, is never done.\\nPoem spoken by Mr. Eusden at a Cambridge Commencement S\\nCount that day lost whose low descending sun\\nViews from thy hand no worthy action done. 2\\nAuthor unknown*\\nThe gloomy comparisons of a disturbed imagination,\\nthe melancholy madness of poetry without the inspira-\\ntion. Letters of Junius. Letter viii. To Sir W. Draper.\\nI do not give you to posterity as a pattern to imitate,\\nbut as an example to deter. Letter xii. To the Duke of Grafton.\\nThe Americans equally detest the pageantry of a king\\nand the supercilious hypocrisy of a bishop. 5 Letter xxxv.\\nThe heart to conceive, the understanding to direct, or\\nthe hand to execute. 6\\nLetter xxxvii. City Address, and the King s Ansicer.\\n1 It was printed for the second time, in London, 1714.\\n2 In the Preface to Mr. Nichol s work on Autographs, among other albums\\nnoticed by him as being in the British Museum is that of David Krieg, with\\nJacob Bobart s autograph and the verses,\\nVirtus sua gloria.\\nThink that day lost whose descending sun\\nViews from thy hand no noble action done.\\nBobart died about 1726. He was a son of the celebrated botanist of that\\nname. The verses are given as an early instance of their use.\\n3 This is found in Stamford s Art of Reading, third edition, p. 27\\n(Boston, 1803).\\n4 See Burke, page 412.\\n5 See Choate, page 588.\\n6 See Clarendon, page 255.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0718.jp2"}, "713": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS. 689\\nPrivate credit is wealth; public honour is security.\\nThe feather that adorns the royal bird supports its\\nflight strip him of his plumage, and you fix him to\\nthe earth.\\nLetters of Junius. Letter xlii. Affair of the Falkland Islands.\\nT is well to be merry and wise,\\nT is well to be honest and true\\nT is well to be off with the old love\\nBefore you are on with the new.\\nLines used by Maturin as the motto to Bertram produced\\nat Drury Lane, 1816.\\nStill so gently o er me stealing,\\nMemory will bring back the feeling,\\nSpite of all my grief revealing,\\nThat I love thee, that I dearly love thee still.\\nOpera of La Sonnambula.\\nHappy am I from care I m free\\nWhy ar n t they all contented like me\\nOpera of La Bayadere.\\nIt is so soon that I am done for,\\nI wonder what I was begun for.\\nEpitaph on a child who died at the age of three weeks\\n{Cheltenham Churchyard).\\nAn Austrian army, awfully array d,\\nBoldly by battery besiege Belgrade\\nCossack commanders cannonading come,\\nDeal devastation s dire destructive doom\\nEv ry endeavour engineers essay,\\nFor fame, for freedom, fight, fierce furious fray.\\nGen rals gainst gen rals grapple, gracious God\\nHow honors Heav n heroic hardihood\\nInfuriate, indiscriminate in ill,\\nJust Jesus, instant innocence instill\\nKinsmen kill kinsmen, kindred kindred kill.\\nLabour low levels longest, loftiest lines\\nMen march midst mounds, motes, mountains, murd rous\\nmines.\\n44", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0719.jp2"}, "714": {"fulltext": "690. MISCELLANEOUS.\\nNow noisy, noxious numbers notice nought,\\nOf outward obstacles o ercomiug ought\\nPoor patriots perish, persecution s pest\\nQuite quiet Quakers Quarter, quarter quest;\\nReason returns, religion, right, redounds,\\nSuwarrow stop such sanguinary sounds\\nTruce to thee, Turkey, terror to thy train\\nUnwise, unjust, unmerciful Ukraine\\nVanish vile vengeance, vanish victory vain\\nWhy wish we warfare wherefore welcome won\\nXerxes, Xantippus, Xavier, Xenophon\\nYield, ye young Yaghier yeomen, yield your yell\\nZimmerman s, Zoroaster s, Zeno s zeal\\nAgain attract arts against arms appeal.\\nAll, all ambitious aims, a vaunt, away\\nEt caetera, et caetera, et caetera.\\nAlliteration, or the Siege of Belgrade: a Rondeau. 1\\nBut were it to my fancy given\\nTo rate her charms, I d call them heaven\\nFor though a mortal made of clay,\\nAngels must love Ann Hathaway\\nShe hath a way so to control,\\nTo rapture the imprisoned soul,\\nAnd sweetest heaven on earth display,\\nThat to be heaven Ann hath a way\\nShe hath a way,\\nAnn Hathaway,\\nTo be heaven s self Ann hath a way.\\nAttributed to Shakespeare. 11\\n1 These lines having been incorrectly printed in a London publication,\\nwe have been favoured by the author with an authentic copy of them.\\nWheeler s Magazine, vol. i. p. 244. (Winchester, England, 1828\\n2 This poem entire may be found in Rossiter Johnson s Famous Single\\nand Fugitive Poems.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0720.jp2"}, "715": {"fulltext": "PILPAY. 691\\nTRANSLATIONS.\\nPILPAY (or BIDPAI.) 1\\nTVe ought to do our neighbour all the good we can. If\\nyou do good, good will be done to you but if you do\\nevil, the same will be measured back to you again. 2\\nDabschelim and Pilpay. Chap. i.\\nIt has been the providence of Nature to give this crea-\\nture [the cat] nine lives instead of one. 3\\nThe Greedy and Ambitious Cat. Fable Hi.\\nThere is no gathering the rose without being pricked\\nby the thorns. 4 The Two Travellers. Chap. ii. Fable vi.\\nWise men say that there are three sorts of persons\\nwho are wholly deprived of judgment, they who are\\nambitious of preferments in the courts of princes they\\nwho make use of poison to show their skill in curing it\\nand they who intrust women with their secrets. ibid.\\nMen are used as they use others.\\nThe King who became Just. Fable ix.\\nWhat is bred in the bone will never come out of the\\nneSil. The Two Fishermen. Fable xiv.\\nGuilty consciences always make people cowards. 6\\nThe Prince and his Minister. Chap. Hi. Fable Hi.\\n1 Pilpay is supposed to have been a Brahmin gymnosophist, and to have\\nlived several centuries before Christ. The earliest form in which hi Fables\\nappear is in the Paneha-tantra and Hitopadesa of the Sanskrit. The first\\ntranslation was into the Pehlvi language, and thence in* o the Arabic, about\\nthe seventh century. The first English translation appeared in 1570.\\n2 And with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again.\\nMatthew vii. 2.\\n3 See Heywood page 16. 4 See Herrick. page 203.\\n5 See Heywood, page 19. 6 See Shakespeare, page 136.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0721.jp2"}, "716": {"fulltext": "692 PILPAY. HESIOD.\\nWhoever prefers the service of princes before his\\nduty to his Creator, will be sure, early or late, to repent\\nm vain. The Prince and his Minister, Chap. Hi. Fable Hi.\\nThere are some who bear a grudge even to those that\\ndo them good. A Religious Doctor. Fable vi.\\nThere was once, in a remote part of the East, a man\\nwho was altogether void of knowledge and experience,\\nyet presumed to call himself a physician.\\nThe Ignorant Physician. Fable viii.\\nHe that plants thorns must never expect to gather\\nroses. 1 ibid.\\nHonest men esteem and value nothing so much in this\\nworld as a real friend. Such a one is as it were another\\nself, to whom we impart our most secret thoughts, who\\npartakes of our joy, and comforts us in our affliction;\\nadd to this, that his company is an everlasting pleasure\\nto US. Choice of Friends. Chap. iv.\\nThat possession was the strongest tenure of the law. 2\\nThe Cat and the two Birds. Chap. v. Fable iv.\\nHESIOD. Circa 720 b. c.\\n(Translation by J. Banks, M. A., with a few alterations. 3\\nWe know to tell many fictions like to truths, and we\\nknow, when we will, to speak what is true.\\nThe Theogony. Line 27.\\nOn the tongue of such an one they shed a honeyed\\ndew, 4 and from his lips drop gentle words. Line 82.\\nNight, having Sleep, the brother of Death. 5 Line 754.\\n1 See Butler, page 2U. 2 See Cibber, page 296.\\n3 Bonn s Classical Library. 4 See Coleridge, page 500.\\n5 See Shelley, page 567.\\nA", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0722.jp2"}, "717": {"fulltext": "HESIOD. 693\\nFrom whose eyelids also as they gazed dropped love. 1\\nThe Theoguny. Line 910.\\nBoth potter is jealous of potter and craftsman of crafts-\\nman and poor man has a grudge against poor man, and\\npoet against poet. 2 Works and Days. Line 25.\\nFools they know not how much half exceeds the whole. 3\\nLine 40.\\nFor full indeed is earth of woes, and full the sea and\\nin the day as well as night diseases unbidden haunt man-\\nkind, silently bearing ills to men. for all-wise Zeus hath\\ntaken from them their voice. So utterly impossible is it\\nto escape the will of Zeus. Line 101.\\nThey died, as if o ercome by sleep. Line 116.\\nOft hath even a whole city reaped the evil fruit of a\\nbad man. 4 Line 240.\\nFor himself doth a man work evil in working evils for\\nanother. Line 265.\\nBadness, look you, you may choose easily in a heap\\nlevel is the path, and right near it dwells. But before\\nVirtue the immortal gods have put the sweat of man s\\nbrow and long and steep is the way to it, and rugged at\\nthe first. Line 287.\\nThis man, I say, is most perfect who shall have under-\\nstood everything for himself, after having devised what\\nmay be best afterward and unto the end. Line 293,\\nLet it please thee to keep in order a moderate-sized\\nfarm, that so thy garners may be full of fruits in their\\nseason. Line 304.\\n1 See Milton, page 246.\\n2 See Gay, page 349.\\n3 Pittacus said that half was more than the whole. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Diogenes Laer-\\ntits Pittacus, ii.\\n4 One man s wickedness may easily become all men s curse. Publius\\nSyrus Maxim 463.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0723.jp2"}, "718": {"fulltext": "694: HESIOD. THEOGNIS.\\nInvite the man that loves thee to a feast, but let alone\\nthine enemy. Works and Days. Line 342.\\nA bad neighbour is as great a misfortune as a good\\none is a great blessing. Line 346.\\nGain not base gains base gains are the same as losses.\\nLine 353.\\nIf thou shouldst lay up even a little upon a little, and\\nshouldst do this often, soon would even this become great.\\nLine 360.\\nAt the beginning of the cask and at the end take thy\\nfill, but be saving in the middle for at the bottom saving\\ncomes too late. Let the price fixed with a friend be suf-\\nficient, and even dealing with a brother call in witnesses,\\nbut laughingly. Line 366.\\nDiligence increaseth the fruit of toil. A dilatory man\\nwrestles with losses. Line 412.\\nThe morn, look you, furthers a man on his road, and\\nfurthers him too in his work. Line 579.\\nObserve moderation. In all, the fitting season is best.\\nLine 694.\\nNeither make thy friend equal to a brother; but if\\nthou shalt have made him so, be not the first to do him\\nwrong. Line 707.\\nTHEOGNIS. 570 (?)-490 b. c.\\nWine is wont to show the mind of man.\\nMaxims. Line 500.\\nNo one goes to Hades with all his immense wealth. 1\\nLine 725.\\n1 For when he dieth he shall cany nothing away, his glory shall not de-\\nscend after him. Psalm xllx. 17.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0724.jp2"}, "719": {"fulltext": "JESCHYLUS. 695\\nThese selections from the most famous gnomic sayings of the\\ngreat tragic writers of Greece JEschylus, Sophocles, and Euripides\\nare chiefly from the fragments and not from their complete plays.\\nThe numbers of the fragments refer to the edition of Xauck. They\\nare selected and translated by M. H. Morgan, Ph. D., of Harvard\\nUniversity.]\\njESCHYLUS. 525-456 b. c.\\nI would far rather be ignorant than wise in the fore-\\nboding of evil. 1 Supjylianis, 453.\\nHonour thy father and thy mother stands written\\namong the three laws of most revered righteousness. 2\\n707.\\nWords are the physicians of a mind diseased. 3\\nPrometheus, 378.\\nTime as he grows old teaches many lessons. gsi.\\nGod s mouth knows not to utter falsehood, but he will\\nperform each word. 4 2032.\\nLearning is ever in the freshness of its youth, even for\\nthe Old. 5 Agamemnon, 584.\\nFew men have the natural strength to honour a friend s\\nsuccess without envy. I well know that mirror of\\nfriendship, shadow of a shade. $32.\\nExiles feed on hope. 26O8.\\nSuccess is man s god. Choephora, 59.\\n1 See Gray, page 382.\\n2 The three great laws ascribed to Triptolemus are referred to, namely,\\nto honour parents to worship the gods with the fruits of the earth to hurt\\nno living creature. The first two laws are also ascribed to the centaur\\nCheiron.\\n3 Apt words have power to suage\\nThe tumours of a troubl d mind.\\nMilton Samson Agonist es.\\n4 God is not a man that he should lie hath he said, and shall he\\nnot do it Numbers xxiii. 19.\\n5 See Shakespeare, page 61.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0725.jp2"}, "720": {"fulltext": "696 AESCHYLUS. SOPHOCLES.\\nSo in the Libyan fable it is told\\nThat once an eagle, stricken with a dart,\\nSaid, when he saw the fashion of the shaft,\\nWith our own feathers, not by others hands,\\nAre we now smitten. 1 Fra g. 135 (trans, by Plumptre).\\nOf all the gods, Death only craves not gifts\\nNor sacrifice, nor yet drink-offering poured\\nAvails no altars hath he, nor is soothed\\nBy hymns of praise. From him alone of all\\nThe powers of heaven Persuasion holds aloof.\\nFrag. 146 (trans, by Plumptre).\\nDeath the Healer, scorn thou not, I pray,\\nTo come to me of cureless ills thou art\\nThe one physician. Pain lays not its touch\\nUpon a Corpse. Frag. 250 (trans, by Plumptre).\\nA prosperous fool is a grievous burden. Frag. 383.\\nBronze is the mirror of the form wine, of the heart.\\nFrag. 384.\\nIt is not the oath that makes us believe the man, but\\nthe man the oath. Frag. 385.\\nSOPHOCLES. 496-406 b. c.\\nThink not that thy word and thine alone must be\\nright. Antigone, 706.\\nDeath is not the worst evil, but rather when we wish\\nto die and cannot. Fleet\u00e2\u0084\u00a2, 1007.\\nThere is an ancient saying, famous among men, that\\nthou shouldst not judge fully of a man s life before he\\ndieth, whether it should be called blest or wretched. 2\\nTrachinice, 1.\\nIn a just cause the weak o ercome the strong. 3\\n(Edipus Coloneus, 880.\\n1 See Waller, page 219.\\n2 The saying Call no man happy before he dies was ascribed to Solon.\\nHerodotus, i. 32. 3 See Marlowe, page 40.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0726.jp2"}, "721": {"fulltext": "SOPHOCLES. EUKIPIDES. 697\\nA lie never lives to be old. Acrlsius. Frag. 59.\\nNobody loves life like an old man. Frag. 63.\\nA snort saying oft contains much wisdom. 1\\nAletes. Frag. 99.\\nDo nothing secretly for Time sees and hears all\\nthings, and discloses all. ffipponous. Frag. 280.\\nIt is better not to live at all than to live disgraced.\\nPeleus. Frag. 445.\\nWar loves to seek its victims in the young.\\nScyrii. Frag. 507.\\nIf it were possible to heal sorrow by weeping and to\\nraise the dead with tears, gold were less prized than\\ngrief. Frag. 510.\\nChildren are the anchors that hold a mother to life.\\nPhcedra. Frag. 619.\\nThe truth is always the strongest argument. Frag. 737.\\nThe dice of Zeus fall ever luckily. Frag. 809.\\nFortune is not on the side of the faint-hearted.\\nFrag. 842.\\nNo oath too binding for a lover. Frag. 848.\\nThoughts are mightier than strength of hand.\\nFrag. 854.\\nA wise player ought to accept his throws and score\\nthem, not bewail his luck. Frag. 862.\\nIf I am Sophocles, I am not mad and if I am mad, I\\nam not Sophocles. Vit. Anon. p. 64 (Plumptre s Trans.).\\nEUKIPIDES. 484-406 b. c.\\nOld men s prayers for death are lying prayers, in which\\nthey abuse old age and long extent of life. But when\\ndeath draws near, not one is willing to die, and age no\\nlonger is a burden to them. Alcestis. 669.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 133.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0727.jp2"}, "722": {"fulltext": "698 EURIPIDES.\\nThe gifts of a bad man bring no good with them.\\nMedea. 618.\\nModeration, the noblest gift of Heaven. 636\\nI know, indeed, the evil of that I purpose; but my\\ninclination gets the better of my judgment. 1 2078.\\nThere is in the worst of fortune the best of chances\\nfor a happy change. 2 Iphigenia in TauHs. 721.\\nSlowly but surely withal moveth the might of the\\ngods. 3 Bacchce. 882.\\nThou didst bring me forth for all the Greeks in com-\\nmon, not for thyself alone. Iphigenia in Aulis. 1386.\\nSlight not what s near through aiming at what s far. 4\\nRhesus. 482.\\nThe company of just and righteous men is better than\\nwealth and a rich estate. ^Egeus. Frag. 7.\\nA bad beginning makes a bad ending. jEuIus. Frag. 32.\\nTime will explain it all. He is a talker, and needs no\\nquestioning before he speaks. Frag. 38.\\nWaste not fresh tears over old griefs.\\nAlexander. Frag. 44.\\nThe nobly born must nobly meet his fate. 5\\nAlcmene. Frag. 100.\\nWoman is woman s natural ally. Alope. Frag. 109.\\nMan s best possession is a sympathetic wife.\\nAntigone. Frag. 164.\\nIgnorance of one s misfortunes is clear gain. 6\\nAntiope. Frag. 204.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 60. Also Garth, pa?e 295.\\n2 The darkest hour is that before the dawn. Hazlitt: English Proverbs.\\n3 See Herbert, page 206.\\n4 See Hey wood, page 15.\\n5 Xoblesse oblige. Bohn: Foreign Proverbs.\\n6 See Davenant, page* 217.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0728.jp2"}, "723": {"fulltext": "EURIPIDES. MIMNERMUS. 699\\nTry first thyself, and after call in God\\nFor to the worker God himself lends aid. 1\\nHippolyius. Frac/. 435.\\nSecond thonghts are ever wiser. 2 Frag. 436.\\nToil, says the proverb, is the sire of fame.\\nLicymnius. Frag. 477.\\nCowards do not count in battle they are there, but\\nnot in it. Meleager. Frag, 523.\\nA woman should be good for everything at home, but\\nabroad good for nothing. Frag. 525.\\nSilver and gold are not the only coin virtue too passes\\ncurrent all over the world (Ediptu. Frag. 546.\\nWhen good men die their goodness does not perish,\\nBut lives though they are gone. As for the bad,\\nAll that was theirs dies and is buried with them.\\nTemenidos. Frag. 734.\\nEvery man is like the company he is wont to keep.\\nPhoenix. Frag. 809.\\nWho knows but life be that which men call death,\\nAnd death what men call life Phrixus. Frag. 830.\\nWhoso neglects learning in his youth, loses the past\\nand is dead for the future. Frag. 927.\\nThe gods visit the sins of the fathers upon the children.\\nFrag. 970.\\nMIMNEKMUS (Tragedian).\\nWe are all clever enough at envying a famous man\\nwhile he is yet alive, and at praising him when he is\\ndead. Frag. 1.\\n1 See Herbert, page 206.\\n2 See Henry, page 283.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0729.jp2"}, "724": {"fulltext": "700 HIPPOCRATES. DIONYSIUS. PLAUTUS.\\nHIPPOCRATES. 460-359 b. c.\\nLife is short and the art long. 1 Aphorism L\\nExtreme remedies are very appropriate for extreme\\ndiseases. 2 md.\\nDIONYSIUS THE ELDEE. 430-367 b. c.\\nLet thy speech be better than silence, or be silent.\\nFrag. 6.\\nPLAUTUS. 254 (?)-184 b. c.\\n(Translated by Henry Thomas Riley, B.A. y with a few variations.\\nThe references are to the text of Ritschl s second edition?)\\nWhat is yours is mine, and all mine is yours. 4\\nTrinummus. Act ii. Sc. 2, 48. (329.)\\nNot by years but by disposition is wisdom acquired.\\n88. (367.)\\nThese things are not for the best, nor as I think they\\nought to be but still they are better than that which is\\ndownright bad. m. (392.)\\nHe whom the gods favour dies in youth. 5\\nBacchides. Act iv. Sc. 7, 18. (816.)\\n1 See Chaucer, page 6.\\n2 See Shakespeare, page 141.\\nFor a desperate disease a desperate cure. Montaigne: Chap. Hi.\\nThe Custom of the Isle of Cea.\\n3 Bonn s Classical Library.\\n4 See Shakespeare, page 50.\\n5 See Wordsworth, page 479.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0730.jp2"}, "725": {"fulltext": "PLAUTUS. 701\\nYou are seeking a knot in a bulrush. 1\\nMenmchmi. Act ii. Sc. 1, 22. (247.)\\nIn the one hand he is carrying a stone, while he shows\\nthe bread in the other. 2 AuMaria. Act ii. Sc. 2, is. (195.)\\nI had a regular battle with the dunghill-cock.\\nAct in. Sc. 4, 13. (472.)\\nIt was not for nothing that the raven was just now\\ncroaking on my left hand. 3 Act iv. Sc. 3, 1. (624.)\\nThere are occasions when it is undoubtedly better to\\nincur loss than to make gain.\\nCaptivi. Act ii. Sc. 2 77. (327.)\\nPatience is the best remedy for every trouble. 4\\nRudens. Act ii. Sc. 5, 71.\\nIf you are wise, be wise keep what goods the gods\\nprovide you. Act iv. Sc. 7, 3. (1229.)\\nConsider the little mouse, how sagacious an animal it\\nis which never entrusts its life to one hole only. 5\\nTruculentus. Act iv. Sc. 4, 15. (868.)\\nNothing is there more friendly to a man than a friend\\nin need. 6 Epidicus. Act Hi. Sc. 3, 44. (425.)\\nThings which you do not hope happen more frequently\\nthan things which you do hope. 7\\nMostellaria. Act i. Sc. 3, 40. (197.)\\nTo blow and swallow at the same moment is not easy.\\nAct Hi. Sc. 2, 104. (791.)\\nEach man reaps on his own farm. 112. (799.)\\n1 A proverbial expression implying a desire to create doubts and difficul-\\nties where there really were none. It occurs in Terence, the Andria, act\\nv. sc. 4, 38 also in Ennius, Saturae, 46.\\n2 What man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he giye him\\na stone Matthew vii. 9.\\n3 See Gay, page 349.\\n4 Patience is a remedy for every sorrow. Publius Syrus Maxim 170.\\n5 See Chaucer, page 4.\\n6 A friend in need is a friend indeed. Hazlitt English Proverbs.\\n7 The unexpected always happens. A common proverb.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0731.jp2"}, "726": {"fulltext": "702 TERENCE.\\nTERENCE. 185-159 b. c.\\n(From the translation of Henry Thomas Riley, B. A., with occasional\\ncorrections. The references are to the text of Umpfenbach. 1\\nDo not they bring it to pass by knowing that they\\nknow nothing at all? Andna. The Prologue. 17.\\nOf surpassing beauty and in the bloom of youth.\\nAct i. Sc. 2, 45. (72.)\\nHence these tears. 99% 12 6.)\\nThat is a true proverb which is wont to be commonly\\nquoted, that all had rather it were well for themselves\\nthan for another. Act iL Sc 5j 15t {426)\\nThe quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love. 2\\nAct Hi. Sc. 5, 23. (555.)\\nLook you, I am the most concerned in my own inter-\\nests. 3 Act iv. Sc. 1, 12. (636.)\\nIn fine, nothing is said now that has not been said\\nbefore. Eunuchus. The Prologue. 41.\\nIt is up with you all is over you are ruined.\\nAct i. Sc. i, 9. (54.)\\nIf I could believe that this was said sincerely, I could\\nput up with anything. Sc. 2, 96. (176.)\\nImmortal gods how much does one man excel another\\nWhat a difference there is between a wise person and a\\nfool Act ii. Sc. 2. 1. (232.)\\nI have everything, yet have nothing and although I\\npossess nothing, still of nothing am I in want. 4\\nIbid. 12. (243)\\n1 Bohn s Classical Library.\\n2 See Edwards, page 21.\\n3 Equivalent to our sayings, Charity begins at home; Take care of\\nNumber One.\\n4 See Wotton, page 174.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0732.jp2"}, "727": {"fulltext": "TERENCE. 703\\nThere are vicissitudes in all things.\\nEunuchus. Act ii. Sc. 2, 45. (276.)\\nThe very flower of youth. sc. 3, 28. (319.)\\nI did not care one straw. Act Hi. Sc. i, 21. (411.)\\nJupiter, now assuredly is the time when I could readily\\nconsent to be slain, 1 lest life should sully this ecstasy with\\nsome disaster. Sc. 5, 2. (550.)\\nThis and a great deal more like it I have had to put\\nUp with. Act iv. Sc. 6, 8. (746.)\\nTake care and say this with presence of mind. 2\\nSc. 6, 31. (769.)\\nIt behooves a prudent person to make trial of every-\\nthing before arms. Sc 7, 19. (789.)\\nI know the disposition of women when you will, they\\nwon t when you won t, they set their hearts upon you\\nof their own inclination. 42. (812.)\\nI took to my heels as fast as I could. Act v. Sc. 2, 5. (844.)\\nMany a time, from a bad beginning great friend-\\nships have sprung up. 34, ^73.)\\nI only wish I may see your head stroked down with a\\nslipper. 3 sc. 7, 4. (1028.)\\nI am a man, and nothing that concerns a man do I\\ndeem a matter of indifference to me. 4\\nHeautontimoroumenos. Act i. Sc. i, 25. (77.)\\nThis is a wise maxim, to take warning from others\\nof what may be to your own advantage. Sc. 2, 36. (210.)\\n1 If it were now to die,\\nT were now to be most happy.\\nShakespeare: Othello, act ii. sc. 1.\\n2 Literally, with a present mind, equivalent to Csesar s prcesentia\\nanimi (De Bello Gallico, v. 43, 4).\\n3 According to Lucian, there was a story that Omphale used to beat\\nHercules with her slipper or sandal.\\n4 Cicero quotes this passage in De Officiis, i. 30.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0733.jp2"}, "728": {"fulltext": "704 TERENCE.\\nThat saying which. I hear commonly repeated, that\\ntime assuages sorrow.\\nHeautontimoroumenos. Act Hi. Sc. 1, 12. {421.)\\nKeally, you have seen the old age of an eagle, 1 as the\\nsaying is. Sc. 2, 9. (520.)\\nMany a time a man cannot be such as he would be, if\\ncircumstances do not admit of it. Act u. Sc. 2, 53. (666.)\\nNothing is so difficult but that it may be found out by\\nseeking. Sc. 2, 8. (675.)\\nWhat now if the sky were to fall 2 Sc. 3, 41. (719.)\\nEigorous law is often rigorous injustice. 3 Sc.5,48. (796.)\\nThere is nothing so easy but that it becomes difficult\\nwhen you do it with reluctance. Sc. 6, 2. (805.)\\nHow many things, both just and unjust, are sanctioned\\nby custom Sc. 7, 11. (839.)\\nFortune helps the brave. 4 Pharmio. Act Sc. 4, 25. (203.)\\nIt is the duty of all persons, when affairs are the most\\nprosperous, 5 then in especial to reflect within themselves\\nin what way they are to endure adversity.\\nAct ii. Sc. 1, 11. (241.)\\nAs many men, so many minds every one his own way.\\nSc. 4, 14. (454.)\\n1 This was a proverbial expression, signifying a hale and vigorous old\\nage.\\n2 See Hey wood, page 11.\\nSome ambassadors from the Celta?, being asked by Alexander what in\\nthe world the} r dreaded most, answered, that they feared lest the sky should\\nfall upon them. Arrianus: lib. i. 4.\\n3 Extreme law, extreme injustice, is now become a stale proverb in dis-\\ncourse. Cicero: Be Officii*, i. 33.\\nUne extreme justice est souvent une injure (Extreme justice is often\\ninjustice. Racine: Freres Ennemies, act iv. sc. 3.\\nMais Textreme justice est une extreme injure. Voltaire (Edipus,\\nact in. sc. 3.\\n4 Pliny the Younger says (book vi. letter xvi.) that Pliny the Elder said\\nthis during the eruption of Vesuvius Fortune favours the brave. 1\\n5 Cicero Tusculan Questions, booh Hi. 30.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0734.jp2"}, "729": {"fulltext": "TERENCE. CICERO. 705\\nAs the saying is, I have got a wolf by the ears. 1\\nPhormio. Act Hi. Sc. 2, 21. (506.)\\nI bid him look into the lives of men as thongh into a\\nmirror, and from others to take an example for himself.\\nAdelpJwe. Act Hi. Sc. 3. 61. (415.)\\nAccording as the man is, so mnst you humour him.\\n77. (431.)\\nIt is a maxim of old that among themselves all things\\nare common to friends. 2 Act v. Sc. 3, is. (803.)\\nWhat comes from this quarter, set it down as so much\\ngain. 30. (816.)\\nIt is the common vice of all, in old age, to be too in-\\ntent upon our interests. 3 Sc. 8, 30. (953.)\\nCICEEO. 106-43 b. c.\\nFor as lack of adornment is said to become some\\nwomen, so this subtle oration, though without embel-\\nlishment, gives delight. 4 De Oratore. 78.\\nThus in the beginning the world was so made that\\ncertain signs come before certain events. 5\\nDe Divinatione. i. 118.\\nHe is never less at leisure than when at leisure. 6\\nDe Officiis. Hi. 1.\\nWhile the sick man has life there is hope. 7\\nEpistolarum ad Atticum. ix. 10, 4.\\n1 A proverbial expression, which, according to Suetonius, was frequently\\nin the mouth of Tiberius Caesar.\\n2 All things are in common among friends. Diogenes Laertius\\nDiogenes, vi.\\n3 Cicero quotes this passage (Tusculan Questions, book iii.), and the\\nmaxim was a favourite one with the Stoic philosophers.\\n4 See Thomson, page 356. 5 See Coleridge, page 504.\\n6 See Rogers, page 455. See Gay, page 349.\\n45", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0735.jp2"}, "730": {"fulltext": "706 LUCRETIUS. HORACE.\\nLUCEETIUS. 95-55 b. c.\\nContinual dropping wears away a stone. 1\\nDe Rerum Natura. i. 313.\\nWhat is food to one man may be fierce poison to others. 2\\niv. 637.\\nIn the midst of the fountain of wit there arises some-\\nthing bitter, which stings in the very flowers. 3 1133t\\nHOEACE. 65-8 b. c.\\nBrave men were living before Agamemnon. 4\\nOdes. iv. 9, 25.\\nIn peace, as a wise man, he should make suitable pre-\\nparation for war. 5 Satires, ii. 2. (HI.)\\nYou may see me, fat and shining, with well-cared-for\\nhide, a hog from Epicurus s herd. 6 25.\\nWhat the discordant harmony of circumstances would\\nand could effect. 7 Epistles, j. 12, 19.\\nIf you wish me to weep, you yourself must feel grief. 8\\nArs Poetica. 102.\\nThe mountains will be in labour an absurd mouse will\\nbe born. 9 139.\\nEven the worthy Homer sometimes nods. 10 359.\\n1 See Lyly, page 32.\\n2 See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 199.\\n3 See Byron, page 540. 4 See Byron, page 155.\\n5 See Washington, page 425. 6 See Mason, page 393.\\n7 See Burke, page 409 8 See Churchill, page 412.\\n9 A mountain was in labour, sending forth dreadful groans, and there was\\nin the region the highest expectation. After all, it brought forth a mouse.\\nPh^edrus Fables, iv. 22, 1.\\nThe old proverb was now made good M The mountain had brought\\nforth a mouse. Plutarch Life of Agesilaus II.\\n1\u00c2\u00b0 See Pope, page 323.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0736.jp2"}, "731": {"fulltext": "OVID. UNKNOWN. 707\\nOVID. 43 b. c.-18 a. d.\\nThey come to see they come that they themselves\\nmay be Seen. 1 The Art of Love. L99.\\nNothing is stronger than custom. 345t\\nThen the omnipotent Father with his thunder made\\nOlympus tremble, and from Ossa hurled Pelion. 2\\nMetamorphoses, i.\\nIt is the mind that makes the man, and our vigour is\\nin our immortal soul. 3\\nThe mind, conscious of rectitude, laughed to scorn the\\nfalsehood of report. 4 Fasti iv 311\\nOF UNKNOWN AUTHOESHIP.\\nLove thyself, and many will hate thee. Frag. 146.\\nPractice in time becomes second nature. 5 Frag. 227.\\nWhen God is planning ruin for a man, He first deprives\\nhim of his reason. 6 Frag. 379.\\nWhen I am dead let fire destroy the world\\nIt matters not to me, for I am safe. Frag. 430.\\nToil does not come to help the idle. Frag. 440.\\n1 See Chaucer, page 3.\\n2 See Pope, page 344.\\nI would have you call to mind the strength of the ancient giants, that un-\\ndertook to lay the high mountain Pelion on the top of Ossa, and set among\\nthose the shady Olympus. Rabelais Works, booh iv. chap, xxxviii.\\n3 See Watts page 303.\\n4 And the mind conscious of virtue may bring to thee suitable rewards.\\nVirgil jEneid, i. 604\\n5 Custom is almost a second nature. Plutarch Rules for the Preser-\\nvation of Health, 18.\\n6 See Dn^den, page 269.\\nThis may have been the original of the well known (but probably post-\\nclassical) line, Quern Jupiter vult perdere, dementat prius. Publius\\nSyrus has, Stultum facit fortuna quem vult perdere.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0737.jp2"}, "732": {"fulltext": "708 PUBLIUS SYRUS.\\nPUBLIUS SYRUS. 1 42 b. c.\\nTranslation by Darius Lyman. The numbers are those of the\\ntranslator.)\\nAs men, we are all equal in the presence of death.\\nMaxim 1.\\nTo do two things at once is to do neither. Maxim 7.\\nWe are interested in others when they are interested\\nin US. 2 Maxim 16.\\nEvery one excels in something in which another fails.\\nMaxim 17.\\nThe anger of lovers renews the strength of love. 3\\nMaxim 24.\\nA god could hardly love and be wise. 4 Maxim 25.\\nThe loss which is unknown is no loss at all. 5 Maxim 38.\\nHe sleeps well who knows not that he sleeps ill.\\nMaxim 77.\\nA good reputation is more valuable than money. 6\\nMaxim 108.\\nIt is well to moor your bark with two anchors.\\nMaxim 119.\\nLearn to see in another s calamity the ills which you\\nShould avoid. 7 Maxim 120.\\nAn agreeable companion on a journey is as good as a\\ncarriage. Maxim 143.\\nSociety in shipwreck is a comfort to all. 8 Maxim 144.\\nMany receive advice, few profit by it. Maxim 149.\\n1 Commonly called Publius, but spelled Publilius by Pliny (Natural His-\\ntory, 35, sect/l99).\\n2 We always like those who admire us. Rochefoucauld: Maxim 294.\\n3 See Edwards, page 21\\n4 It is impossible to love and be wise. Bacon Of Love (quoted).\\n5 See Shakespeare, page 154.\\n6 A good name is better than riches. Cervantes: Bon Quixote, part\\nii. book ii. chap, xxxiii.\\n7 The best plan is, as the common proverb has it, to profit by the folly of\\nothers. Pliny Natural History, book xviii. sect. 31.\\n8 See Maxim 995.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0738.jp2"}, "733": {"fulltext": "PUBLIUS SYRUS. 709\\nPatience is a remedy for every sorrow. 1 Maxim 170.\\nWhile we stop to think, we often miss our opportunity.\\nMaxim 185.\\nWhatever you can lose, you should reckon of no ac-\\ncount. Maxim 191.\\nEven a single hair casts its shadow. Maxim 22s.\\nIt is sometimes expedient to forget who we are.\\nMaxim 233.\\nWe may with advantage at times forget what we know.\\nMaxim 234.\\nYou should hammer your iron when it is glowing hot. 2\\nMaxim 262.\\nWhat is left when honour is lost Maxim 265.\\nA fair exterior is a silent recommendation. Maxim 267.\\nFortune is not satisfied with inflicting one calamity.\\nMaxim 274.\\nWhen Fortune is on our side, popular favour bears her\\ncompany. Maxim 275.\\nWhen Fortune flatters, she does it to betray. Maxim 277.\\nFortune is like glass, the brighter the glitter, the\\nmore easily broken. Maxim 280.\\nIt is more easy to get a favour from fortune than to\\nkeep it. Maxim 282.\\nHis own character is the arbiter of every one s fortune. 3\\nMaxim 283.\\nThere are some remedies worse than the disease. 4\\nMaxim 301.\\nPowerful indeed is the empire of habit. 5 Maxim 305.\\nAmid a multitude of projects, no plan is devised. 6\\nMaxim 319.\\n1 See Plautus, page 701. 2 See Heywood, page 10.\\n3 See Bacon, page 167.\\n4 See Bacon, page 165.\\nMarios said, I see the cure is not worth the pain. Plutarch\\nLife of Caius Marius.\\n5 Habit is second nature. Montatgne Essays, book Hi. chap. x.\\n6 He that hath many irons in the tire, some of them will cool. Hazlitt\\nEnglish Proverbs.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0739.jp2"}, "734": {"fulltext": "710 PUBLIUS SYRUS.\\nIt is easy for men to talk one thing and think another.\\nMaxim 322.\\nWhen two do the same thing, it is not the same thing\\nafter all. Maxim 338.\\nA cock has great influence on his own dunghill. 1\\nMaxim 357.\\nAny one can hold the helm when the sea is calm. 2\\nMaxim 358.\\nNo tears are shed when an enemy dies. Maxim 376.\\nThe bow too tensely strung is easily broken.\\nMaxim 388.\\nTreat your friend as if he might become an enemy.\\nMaxim 401.\\nNo pleasure endures unseasoned by variety. 3\\nMaxim 406.\\nThe judge is condemned when the criminal is ac-\\nquitted. 4 Maxim 407.\\nPractice is the best of all instructors. 5 Maxim 439.\\nHe who is bent on doing evil can never want occasion.\\nMaxim 459.\\nOne man s wickedness may easily become all men s\\nCUrse. Maxim 463.\\nNever find your delight in another s misfortune.\\nMaxim 467.\\nIt is a bad plan that admits of no modification.\\nMaxim 469.\\nIt is better to have a little than nothing. Maxim 484.\\nIt is an unhappy lot which finds no enemies.\\nMaxim 499.\\n1 See Heywood, page 14.\\n2 The sea being smooth,\\nHow many shallow bauble boats dare sail\\nUpon her patient breast.\\nShakespeare Troilus and Cressida, act i. sc. 3.\\n3 See Cowper, page 419.\\n4 Judex damnatur cum noeens absolvitur, the motto adopted for the\\nEdinburgh Review.\\n5 Practice makes perfect. Proverb.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0740.jp2"}, "735": {"fulltext": "PUBLICS SYRUS. 711\\nThe fear of death is more to be dreaded than death\\nitself. 1 Maxim 511.\\nA rolling stone gathers no moss. 2 Maxim 524.\\nNever promise more than you can perform. Maxim 528.\\nA wise man never refuses anything to necessity. 3\\nMaxim 540.\\nNo one should be judge in his own cause. 4 Maxim 545.\\nNecessity knows no law except to conquer. 5 Maxim 553.\\nNothing can be clone at once hastily and prudently. 6\\nMaxim 557.\\nTVe desire nothing so much as what we ought not to\\nhave. Maxim 559.\\nIt is only the ignorant who despise education.\\nMaxim 571.\\nDo not turn back when you are just at the goal. 7\\nMaxim 580.\\nIt is not every question that deserves an answer.\\nMaxim 581.\\nNo man is happy who does not think himself so. 8\\nMaxim 584.\\nNever thrust your own sickle into another s corn. 9\\nMaxim 593.\\nYou cannot put the same shoe on every foot.\\nMaxim 596.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 48. 2 See Heywood, page 14.\\n3 Yet do I hold that mortal foolish who strives against the stress of neces-\\nsity. Euripides: Hercules Furens, line 281.\\n4 It is not permitted to the most equitable of men to be a judge in his own\\ncause. Pascal: Thoughts, chap. iv. 1.\\n5 See Milton, page 232. 6 See Chaucer, page 3.\\n7 When men are arrived at the goal, they should not turn back. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Plu-\\ntarch: Of the Training of Children.\\n8 No man can enjoy happiness without thinking that he enjoys it.\\nJohnson: The Rambler, p. 150.\\n9 Did thrust as now in others corn his sickle. Du Bartas: Divine\\nWeehes and Workes, part ii. Second WeeJce.\\nNot presuming to put my sickle in another man s corn. Nicholas\\nYonge Musica Transalpine. Epistle Dedicatory. 1588.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0741.jp2"}, "736": {"fulltext": "712 PUBLIUS SYRUS.\\nHe bids fair to grow wise who has discovered that he\\nis not SO. Maxim 598.\\nA guilty conscience never feels secure. 1 Maxim en.\\nEvery day should be passed as if it were to be our\\nlast. 2 Maxim 633.\\nFamiliarity breeds contempt. 3 Maxim 640.\\nMoney alone sets all the world in motion. Maxim 656.\\nHe who has plenty of pepper will pepper his .cabbage.\\nMaxim 673.\\nYou should go to a pear-tree for pears, not to an elm. 4\\nMaxim 674.\\nIt is a very hard undertaking to seek to please every-\\nbody. Maxim 675.\\nWe should provide in peace what we need in war. 5\\nMaxim 709.\\nLook for a tough wedge for a tough log. Maxim 723.\\nHow happy the life unembarrassed by the cares of\\nbusiness Maxim 725.\\nThey who plough the sea do not carry the winds in\\ntheir hands. 6 Maxim 759.\\nHe gets through too late who goes too fast. Maxim 767.\\nIn every enterprise consider where you would come\\nOut. 7 Maxim 777.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 136.\\n2 Thou wilt find rest from vain fancies if thou doest every act in life -as\\nthough it were thy last. Marcus Aukeltus Meditations, ii. 5.\\n3 See Shakespeare, page 45.\\n4 You may as well expect pears from an elm. Cervantes Don Quixote,\\npart ii. book ii. chap. xl.\\n5 See Washington, page 425.\\n6 The pilot cannot mitigate the billows or calm the winds. Plutarch\\nOf the Tranquillity of the Mind.\\n7 In every affair consider what precedes and what follows, and then un-\\ndertake it. Epictetus That everything is to be undertaken with circum-\\nspection, chap. xv.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0742.jp2"}, "737": {"fulltext": "PUBLIUS SYRUS. 713\\nIt takes a long time to bring excellence to maturity.\\nMaxim 780.\\nThe highest condition takes rise in the lowest.\\nMaxim 781.\\nIt matters not what you are thought to be, but what\\nyou are. Maxim 785.\\n~No one knows what he can do till he tries. Maxim 786.\\nThe next day is never so good as the day before.\\nMaxim 815.\\nHe is truly wise who gains wisdom from another s\\nmishap. Maxim 825.\\nGood health and good sense are two of life s greatest\\nblessings. Maxim 827.\\nIt matters not how long you live, but how well.\\nMaxim 829.\\nIt is vain to look for a defence against lightning. 1\\nMaxim 835.\\nISTo good man ever grew rich all at once. 2 Maxim 837.\\nEverything is worth what its purchaser will pay for it. 3\\nMaxim 847.\\nIt is better to learn late than never. 4 Maxim 864.\\nBetter be ignorant of a matter than half know it. 5\\nMaxim 865.\\nBetter use medicines at the outset than at the last\\nmoment. Maxim 866.\\nProsperity makes friends, adversity tries them.\\nMaxim 872.\\nWhom Fortune wishes to destroy she first makes mad. 6\\nMaxim 911.\\nLet a fool hold his tongue and he will pass for a sage.\\nMaxim 914.\\nHe knows not when to be silent who knows not when\\nto Speak. Maxim 930.\\n1 Syrus was not a contemporary of Franklin.\\n2 No just man ever became rich all at once. Menander: Fragment.\\n3 See Butler, page 213. 4 See Shakespeare, page 64.\\n5 See Bacon, page 166. 6 See Dryden, page 269.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0743.jp2"}, "738": {"fulltext": "714 PUBLIUS SYRUS. SENECA.\\nYou need not hang up the ivy-branch over the wine\\nthat Will Sell. 1 Maxim 968.\\nIt is a consolation to the wretched to have companions\\nin misery. 2 Maxim 995.\\nUnless degree is preserved, the first place is safe for\\nno One. 3 Maxim 1042.\\nConfession of our faults is the next thing to innocency.\\nMaxim 1060.\\nI have often regretted my speech, never my silence. 4\\nMaxim 1070.\\nKeep the golden mean 5 between saying too much and\\ntOO little. Maxim 1072.\\nSpeech is a mirror of the soul as a man speaks, so\\nis he. Maxim 1073.\\nSENECA. 8 b. c-65 a. d.\\nNot lost, but gone before. 6 Epistolat. 63, 16.\\nWhom they have injured they also hate. 7 De Ira. ii. 33.\\nFire is the test of gold adversity, of strong men. 8\\nDe Providentia. 5, 9.\\nThere is no great genius without a tincture of mad-\\nness. 9 De Tranquillitate Ariimi. 17.\\nDo you seek Alcides equal None is, except him-\\nself. 10 Hercules Fur ens. i. 1, 84.\\n1 See Shakespeare page 72. 2 See Maxim 144.\\n3 See Shakespeare, page 102.\\n4 Simonides said that he never repented that he held his tongue, but\\noften that he had spoken. Plutarch Rules for the Preservation of\\nHealth.\\n5 See Cowper, page 424. 6 See Rogers, page 455.\\n7 See Drvden, page 275. 8 See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 197.\\n9 See Drvden, page 267. 10 See Theobald, page 352.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0744.jp2"}, "739": {"fulltext": "SENECA. PHJEDRUS. 715\\nSuccessful and fortunate crime is called virtue. 1\\nHercules Furens. 255.\\nA good man possesses a kingdom. 2 Thyestes. 380.\\nI do not distinguish by the eye, but by the mind, which\\nis the proper judge of the man. 3\\nOn a Happy Life. 2. {V Estrange s Abstract, Chap, i.)\\nPKEDRUS. 8 a. d.\\n(Translation by H. T. Riley, B. At)\\nSubmit to the present evil, lest a greater one befall\\nyou. Book i. Fable 2, 31.\\nHe who covets what belongs to another deservedly\\nloses his Own. Fable 4, 1.\\nThat it is unwise to be heedless ourselves while we\\nare giving advice to others, I will show in a few lines.\\nFable 9, 1.\\nWhoever has even once become notorious by base fraud,\\neven if he speaks the truth, gains no belief. Fable 10. i.\\nBy this story [The Fox and the Eaven] it is shown\\nhow much ingenuity avails, and how wisdom is always\\nan overmatch for strength. Fable 13, 13.\\n3To one returns with good- will to the place which has\\ndone him a mischief. Fable is, l.\\nIt has been related that dogs drink at the river Nile\\nrunning along, that they may not be seized by the cro-\\ncodiles. 5 Fable 25, 3.\\n1 See Harrington, page 39. 2 See Dyer, page 22.\\n3 See Watts, page 303. 4 Bonn s Classical Library.\\n5 Pliny in his Natural History, book viii, sect. 148, and iElian in his\\nVarious Histories relate the same fact as to the dogs drinking from the\\nKile. To treat a thing as the dogs do the Nile was a common proverb\\nwith the ancients, signifying to do it superficially.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0745.jp2"}, "740": {"fulltext": "716 PHJEDRUS. PLINY THE ELDER.\\nEvery one is bound to bear patiently the results of his\\nOwn example. Booh i. Fable 26, 12.\\nCome of it what may, as Sinon said.\\nBook Hi. The Prologue, 27.\\nThings are not always what they seem. 1\\nBooh iv. Fable 2, 5.\\nJupiter has loaded us with a couple of wallets the\\none, filled with our own vices, he has placed at our\\nbacks the other, heavy with those of others, he has\\nhung before. 2 Fable 10, i.\\nA mountain was in labour, sending forth dreadful\\ngroans, and there was in the region the highest expecta-\\ntion. After all, it brought forth a mouse. 3 Fable 23, l.\\nA fly bit the bare pate of a bald man, who in endeav-\\nouring to crush it gave himself a hard slap. Then said\\nthe fly jeeringly, You wanted to revenge the sting of a\\ntiny insect with death; what will you do to yourself,\\nwho have added insult to injury Booh v. Fable 3, i.\\nI knew that before you were born. Let him who\\nwould instruct a wiser man consider this as said to\\nhimself. Fable 9, 4.\\nPLINY THE ELDER. 23-79 a. d.\\n(Translation by J. Bostock, M. D., and H. T. Riley, B. A., with\\nslight alterations.*)\\nIn comparing various authors with one another, I have\\ndiscovered that some of the gravest and latest writers\\nhave transcribed, word for word, from former works,\\nwithout making acknowledgment.\\nNatural History. Booh i. Dedication, Sect. 22.\\n1 See Longfellow, page 612.\\n2 Also alluded to by Horace, Satires, ii. 3, 299 Catullus, 22, 21 and\\nPersius, 4, 24.\\n3 See Horace, page 706. 4 Bonn s Classical Library.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0746.jp2"}, "741": {"fulltext": "PLINY THE ELDER. 717\\nThe world, and whatever that be which we call the\\nheavens, by the vault of which all things are enclosed,\\nwe must conceive to be a deity, to be eternal, without\\nbounds, neither created, nor subject at any time to de-\\nstruction. To inquire what is beyond it is no concern\\nof man; nor can the human mind form any conjecture\\nConcerning it. Natural History. Booh ii. Sect. 1.\\nIt is ridiculous to suppose that the great head of things,\\nwhatever it be, pays any regard to human affairs.\\nSect. 20.\\nEverything is soothed by oil, and this is the reason\\nwhy divers send out small quantities of it from their\\nmouths, because it smooths every part which is rough. 1\\nSect. 234.\\nIt is far from easy to determine whether she [Nature]\\nhas proved to him a kind parent or a merciless step*-\\nmother. 2 AAA. JU ^vv Booh mi. Sect. 1.\\nMan alone at the very moment of his birth, cast naked\\nupon the naked earth, does she abandon to cries and\\nlamentations. 3 Sect. 2.\\n1 Why does pouring oil on the sea make it clear and calm Is it for that\\nthe winds, slipping the smooth oil, have no force, nor cause any waves\\nPlutarch Natural Questions, ix.\\nThe venerable Bede relates that Bishop Adain (a.d. 651) gave to a com-\\npany about to take a journey by sea some holy oil, saying, I know that\\nwhen you go abroad you will meet with a storm and contrary wind but do\\nyou remember to cast this oil I give you into the sea, and the wind shall\\ncease immediately. Ecclesiastical History, booh Hi. chap. xiv.\\nIn Sparks s edition of Franklin s Works, vol. vi. p. 354, there are letters\\nbetween Franklin, Brownrigg, and Parish on the stilling of waves by means\\nof oil.\\n2 To man the earth seems altogether\\nNo more a mother, but a step-dame rather.\\nDu Bartas Divine Weehes and Worhes, first\\nwe eh, third day.\\n3 He is born naked, and falls a whining at the first. Burton: Anatomy\\nof Melancholy, part i. sect. 2, mem. 3, subsect. 10.\\nAnd when I was born I drew in the common air, and fell upon the earth,\\nwhich is of like nature and the first voice which I uttered was crying, as all\\nothers do. The Wisdom of Solomon, vii. 3.\\nIt was the custom among the ancients to place the new-born child upon\\nthe ground immediately after its birth.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0747.jp2"}, "742": {"fulltext": "718 PLINY THE ELDER.\\nTo laugh, if but for an instant only, has never been\\ngranted to man before the fortieth day from his birth,\\nand then it is looked upon as a miracle of precocity. 1\\nNatural History. Book vii. Sect. 2.\\nMan is the only one that knows nothing, that can learn\\nnothing without being taught. He can neither speak\\nnor walk nor eat, and in short he can do nothing at the\\nprompting of nature only, but weep. 2 g ectt 4t\\nWith man, most of his misfortunes are occasioned by\\nman. 3 Sect 5m\\nIndeed, what is there that does not appear marvellous\\nwhen it comes to our knowledge for the first time 4\\nHow many things, too, are looked upon as quite impos-\\nsible until they have been actually effected Sect. 6.\\nThe human features and countenance, although com-\\nposed of but some ten parts or little more, are so fash-\\nioned that among so many thousands of men there are\\nno two in existence who cannot be distinguished from\\none another. 5 sect. 8.\\nAll men possess in their bodies a poison which acts\\nupon serpents and the human saliva, it is said, makes\\nthem take to flight, as though they had been touched\\nwith boiling water. The same substance, it is said, de-\\nstroys them the moment it enters their throat. 6 Sect. 15.\\n1 This term of forty days is mentioned by Aristotle in his Natural His-\\ntory, as also y some modern physiologists.\\n2 See Tennyson, page 632.\\n3 See Burns, page 446.\\n4 Omne ignotum pro magnifico (Everything that is unknown is taken to\\nbe grand). Tacitus: Agricola, 30.\\n5 See Sir Thomas Browne, page 218.\\n6 Madame d Abrantes relates that when Bonaparte was in Cairo he sent\\nfor a serpent-detecter (Psylli) to remove two serpents that had been seen\\nin his house. He having enticed one of them from his hiding-place, caught\\nit in one hand, just below the jaw-bone, in such a manner as to oblige the\\nmouth to open, when spitting into it, the effect was like magic: the reptile\\nappeared struck with instant death. Memoirs, vol. i. chap. lix.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0748.jp2"}, "743": {"fulltext": "PLINY THE ELDER. 719\\nIt has been observed that the height of a man from\\nthe crown of the head to the sole of the foot is equal\\nto the distance between the tips of the middle fingers\\nof the two hands when extended in a straight line.\\nNatural History. Boole ml. Sect. 77.\\nWhen a building is about to fall down, all the mice\\ndesert it. 1 Booh viii. Sect. 103.\\nBears when first born are shapeless masses of white\\nflesh a little larger than mice, their claws alone being\\nprominent. The mother then licks them gradually into\\nproper shape. 2 Sect. 126.\\nIt is asserted that the dogs keep running when they\\ndrink at the Nile, for fear of becoming a prey to the\\nvoracity of the crocodile. 3 sect. 148.\\nIt has become quite a common proverb that in wine\\nthere is truth. 4 Bool xiv. Sect. 141.\\nCincinnatus was ploughing his four jugera of land\\nupon the Vaticanian Hill, the same that are still\\nknown as the Quintian Meadows, when the messen-\\nger brought him the dictatorship, finding him, the tra-\\ndition says, stripped to the work. Bool xviii. Sect. 20.\\nThe agricultural population, says Cato, produces the\\nbravest men, the most valiant soldiers, and a class of\\ncitizens the least given of all to evil designs. A bad\\nbargain is always a ground for repentance. Sect. 26.\\n1 This is alluded to by Cicero in his letters to Atticus, and is mentioned\\nby iElian (Animated Nature, book vi. chap. 41). It is like our proverb,\\nRats leave a sinking ship.\\n2 See Burton, page 186.\\nNot unlike the bear which bringeth forth\\nIn the end of thirty dayes a shapeless birth\\nBut after licking, it in shape she drawes,\\nAnd by degrees she fashions out the pawes,\\nThe head, and neck, and finally doth bring\\nTo a perfect beast that first deformed thing.\\nDu Baetas Divine Weeles and Worles, first weel,\\nfirst day.\\n3 See Phaedrus, page 715.\\n4 See Shakespeare, page 152.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0749.jp2"}, "744": {"fulltext": "720 PLINY THE ELDER.\\nThe best plan is, as the common proverb has it, to\\nprofit by the folly of others. 1\\nNatural History. Book xviii. Sect. 31.\\nAlways act in such a way as to secure the love of your\\nneighbour. 2 Sect. 44.\\nIt is a maxim universally agreed upon in agriculture,\\nthat nothing must be done too late; and again, that\\neverything must be done at its proper season; while\\nthere is a third precept which reminds us that oppor-\\ntunities lost can never be regained. ibid.\\nThe bird of passage known to us as the cuckoo.\\nSect. 249.\\nLet not things, because they are common, enjoy for\\nthat the less share of our consideration. Book xix. Sect. 59.\\nWhy is it that we entertain the belief that for every\\npurpose odd numbers are the most effectual 3\\nBook xxviii. Sect. 23.\\nIt was a custom with Apelles, to which lie most tena-\\nciously adhered, never to let any day pass, however busy\\nhe might be, without exercising himself by tracing some\\noutline or other, a practice which has now passed in-\\nto a proverb. 4 It was also a practice with him, when\\nhe had completed a work, to exhibit it to the view of\\nthe passers-by in his studio, while he himself, concealed\\nbehind the picture, would listen to the criticisms.\\nUnder these circumstances, they say that he was cen-\\nsured by a shoemaker for having represented the shoes\\nwith one latchet too few. The next day, the shoemaker,\\nquite proud at seeing the former error corrected, thanks\\n1 See Publius Syrus, page 708.\\n2 A maxim of Cato.\\n3 See Shakespeare, page 46. Also Lover, page 583.\\nNumero deus impare gaudet (The god delights in odd numbers).\\nVirgil Eclogm, 8, 75.\\n4 Nulla dies abeat, quin linea ducta supersit. Erasmus.\\nThe form generally quoted, Nulla dies sine linea (No day without a\\nline), is not attested.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0750.jp2"}, "745": {"fulltext": "PLINY THE ELDER. QUIXTILIAX. JUVENAL. 721\\nto his advice, began to criticise the leg upon which\\nApelles, full of indignation, popped his head out and\\nreminded him that a shoemaker should give do opinion\\nbeyond the shoes, 1 a piece of advice which has equally\\npassed into a proverbial saying.\\nNatural History. Boole xxxv. Sect. 84.\\nQUIXTILIAX. 42-118 a. d.\\nWe give to necessity the praise of virtue. 2\\nInstitutiones Oratorice. i. 8, 14.\\nA liar should have a good memory. 3 u\u00c2\u00ab. 2, 91.\\nVain hopes are often like the dreams of those who\\nvrake. 4 v i. 2, 30.\\nThose who wish to appear wise among fools, among\\nthe wise seem foolish. 5 x 7, 21.\\nJUVENAL. 47-138 a. d.\\nNo man ever became extremely wicked all at once. 6\\nSatire ii. 83.\\nGrammarian, orator, geometrician; painter, gymnastic\\nteacher, physician fortune-teller, rope-dancer, conju-\\nror, he knew everything. 7 m. 76.\\nNobility is the one only virtue. 8 mii. 20.\\n1 Xe supra crepidam sutor judicaret (Let not a shoemaker judge above his\\nshoe).\\n2 See Chaucer, page 3. 3 See Sidney, page 264.\\n4 See Prior, page 288. 5 See Pope, page 332.\\n6 See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 197. 7 See Dryden, page 268.\\n8 See Percy, page 406.\\n46", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0751.jp2"}, "746": {"fulltext": "722 MARTIAL. PLUTARCH.\\nMAETIAL. 40-102 a. d.\\nI do not love thee, Sabidius, nor can I say why this\\nonly I can say, I do not love thee. 1 Epigram i. 32.\\nThe good man prolongs his life to be able to enjoy\\none s past life is to live twice. 2 Xt 2 3 7.\\nThe bee enclosed and through the amber shown\\nSeems buried in the juice which was his own. 3\\nBooh iv. 31.\\nNeither fear, nor wish for, your last day. 4 x 47 13t\\nPLUTAECH. 46 (?)-120 (?)a. d.\\n(From Dry den s translation of Plutarch s Lives, corrected and\\nrevised by A. H. dough.)\\nAs geographers, Sosius, crowd into the edges of their\\nmaps parts of the world which they do not know about,\\nadding notes in the margin to the effect that beyond this\\nlies nothing but sandy deserts full of wild beasts, and\\nUnapproachable bogs. 5 Life of Theseus.\\nFrom Themistocles began the saying, He is a second\\nHercules. md.\\nThe most perfect soul, says Heraclitus, is a dry light,\\nwhich flies out of the body as lightning breaks from a\\nCloud. Life of Romulus.\\nAnacharsis coming to Athens, knocked at Solon s door,\\nand told him that he, being a stranger, was come to be\\nhis guest, and contract a friendship with him and Solon\\nreplying, It is better to make friends at home, Ana-\\ncharsis replied, Then you that are at home make\\nfriendship with me. Life of Solon.\\n1 See Brown, page 286. 2 See Pope, page 336.\\n3 See Bacon, page 168. 4 See Milton, page 240.\\n5 See Swift, page 289.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0752.jp2"}, "747": {"fulltext": "PLUTARCH. 723\\nThemistocles said that lie certainty could not make\\nuse of any stringed instrument could only, were a small\\nand obscure city put into his hands, make it great and\\nglorious. Life of Themistocles.\\nEurybiades lifting up his staff as if he were going\\nto strike, Themistocles said, Strike, if you will; but\\nhear. x ibid.\\nThemistocles said to Antiphales, Time, young man,\\nhas taught us both a lesson. ibid,\\nLaughing at his own son, who got his mother, and by\\nhis mother s means his father also, to indulge him, he\\ntold him that he had the most power of any one in\\nGreece For the Athenians command the rest of Greece,\\nI command the Athenians, your mother commands me,\\nand you command your mother. 2 /bid.\\nYou speak truth, said Themistocles; I should\\nnever have been famous if I had been of Seriphus 3 nor\\nyou, had you been of Athens. ibid.\\nThemistocles said that a man s discourse was like to a\\nrich Persian carpet, the beautiful figures and patterns of\\nwhich can be shown only by spreading and extending it\\nout when it is contracted and folded up, they are ob-\\nscured and lost. 4 ibid.\\n1 Strike, said he, but hear me. Apophegthms of Kings and Great\\nCommanders. {Themistocles.)\\n2 Diophantus, the young son of Themistocles, made his boast often and in\\nmany companies, that whatsoever pleased him pleased also all Athens for\\nwhatever he liked, his mother liked and whatever his mother liked, The-\\nmistocles liked; and whatever Themistocles liked, all the Athenians liked.\\nOf the Training of Children.\\nWhen trie son of Themistocles was a little saucy toward his mother, he\\nsaid that this boy had more power than all the Grecians for the Athenians\\ngoverned Greece, he the Athenians, his wife him, and his son his wife.\\nApophthegms of Kings and Great Commanders. {Themistocles.)\\n3 An obscure island.\\n4 Themistocles said speech was like to tapestry and like it, when it was\\nspread it showed its figures, but when it was folded up, hid and spoiled\\nthem. Apophthegms of Kings and Great Commanders. {Themistocles.)", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0753.jp2"}, "748": {"fulltext": "724 PLUTARCH.\\nWhen he was in great prosperity, and courted by\\nmany, seeing himself splendidly served at his table, he\\nturned to his children and said Children, we had been\\nundone, if we had not been undone. Life of Themistodes.\\nMoral good is a practical stimulus it is no sooner\\nseen than it inspires an impulse to practise.\\nLife of Pericles,\\nFor ease and speed in doing a thing do not give the\\nwork lasting solidity or exactness of beauty. 1 ibid.\\nSo very difficult a matter is it to trace and find out\\nthe truth of anything by history. iud\\nBe ruled by time, the wisest counsellor of all. iud.\\nTo conduct great matters and never commit a fault is\\nabove the force of human nature. Life of Fabius.\\nMenenius Agrippa concluded at length with the cele-\\nbrated fable It once happened that all the other mem-\\nbers of a man mutinied against the stomach, which they\\naccused as the only idle, uncontributing part in the\\nwhole body, while the rest were put to hardships and\\nthe expense of much labour to supply and minister to its\\nappetites. Life of Coriolanus.\\nKnowledge of divine things for the most part, as He-\\nraclitus says, is lost to us by incredulity. ibid.\\nA Eoman divorced from his wife, being highly blamed\\nby his friends, who demanded, Was she not chaste\\nWas she not fair Was she not fruitful holding out\\nhis shoe, asked them whether it was not new and well\\nmade. Yet, added he, none of you can tell where it\\npinches me. Life ofjEmilius Paulus.\\nThe saying of old Antigonus, who when he was to\\nfight at Andros, and one told him, The enemy s ships\\n1 See Chaucer, page 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0754.jp2"}, "749": {"fulltext": "PLUTARCH. 725\\nare more than ours/ replied, For how many then wilt\\nthou reckon me? 1 Life of Pehpidas.\\nArchimedes had stated, that given the force, any given\\nweight might be moved and even boasted that if there\\nwere another earth, by going into it he could remove\\nthis. Life of Marcelhs.\\nIt is a difficult task, citizens, to make speeches to\\nthe belly, which, has no ears. 2 Life of Marcus Cato.\\nCato used to assert that wise men profited more by\\nfools than fools by wise men for that wise men avoided\\nthe faults of fools, but that fools would not imitate the\\ngood examples of wise men. ibid.\\nHe said that in his whole life he most repented of\\nthree things one was that he had trusted a secret to\\na woman another, that he went by water when he might\\nhave gone by land the third, that he had remained one\\nwhole day without doing any business of moment, ibid.\\nMarius said, I see the cure is not worth the pain. 7 3\\nLife of Cuius Marius.\\nExtraordinary rains pretty generally fall after great\\nbattles. 4 aid.\\nLysander said that the law spoke too softly to be\\nheard in such a noise of war. raid.\\nAs it is in the proverb, played Cretan against Cretan. 5\\nLife of Lysander.\\nDid you not know, then, that to-day Lucullus sups\\nwith Lucullus Life of Lucullus,\\n1 The pilot telling Antigonus the enemy outnumbered him in ships, he\\nsaid, But how many ships do you reckon my presence to be worth?\\nApophthegms of Kings and Great Commanders. {Antigonus II.)\\n2 The belly has no ears, nor is it to be filled with fair words. Rabelais:\\nbook iv. chap. Ixvii.\\n3 See Bacon, page 165.\\n4 This has been observed in modern times, and attributed to the effect of\\ngunpowder.\\n5 Or cheat against cheat. The Cretans were famous as liars.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0755.jp2"}, "750": {"fulltext": "726 PLUTARCH.\\nIt is no great wonder if in long process of time, while\\nfortune takes her course hither and thither, numerous\\ncoincidences should spontaneously occur. If the number\\nand variety of subjects to be wrought upon be infinite, it\\nis all the more easy for fortune, with such an abundance\\nof material, to effect this similarity of results. 1\\nLife of Sertorius.\\nPerseverance is more prevailing than violence and\\nmany things which cannot be overcome when they are\\ntogether, yield themselves up when taken little by little.\\nIbid.\\nAgesilaus being invited once to hear a man who ad-\\nmirably imitated the nightingale, he declined, saying he\\nhad heard the nightingale itself. 2 Life of Agesilaus 11.\\nIt is circumstance and proper measure that give an\\naction its character, and make it either good or bad.\\nIbid.\\nThe old proverb was now made good, the mountain\\nhad brought forth a mouse. 3 ibid.\\nPompey bade Sylla recollect that more worshipped\\nthe rising than the setting sun. 4 Life of Pompey.\\n1 Tis one and the same Nature that rolls on her course, and whoever has\\nsufficiently considered the present state of things might certainly conclude\\nas to both the future and the past. Montaigne Essays, booh ii. chap. xii.\\nApology for Raimond Sebond.\\nI shall be content if those shall pronounce my Histoiy useful who desire\\nto give a view of events as they did really happen, and as they are very\\nlikely, in accordance with human nature, to repeat themselves at some future\\ntime, if not exactly the same, yet very similar. Thucydides: Historia,\\ni. 2, 2.\\nWhat is this day supported by precedents will hereafter become a pre-\\ncedent. Ibid., Annals, xi. 24.\\n2 Agesilaus being exhorted to hear one that imitated the voice of a night-\\ningale, I have often, said he, heard nightingales themselves. Apoph-\\nthegms of Kings and Great Commanders. (Agesilaus.)\\n3 See Horace, page 706.\\n4 See Garrick, page 387.\\nHe [Tiberius] upbraided Macro in no obscure and indirect terms with\\nforsaking the setting sun and turning to the rising. Tacitus Annals,\\nbooh iv. c. 47, 20.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0756.jp2"}, "751": {"fulltext": "PLUTARCH. 727\\nWhen some were saying that if Caesar shonlcl march\\nagainst the city they could not see what forces there\\nwere to resist him, Pompey replied with a smile, bidding\\nthem be in no concern, for whenever I stamp my foot\\nin any part of Italy there will rise up forces enough in\\nan instant, both horse and foot. Life of Pompey.\\nThe most glorious exploits do not always furnish us\\nwith the clearest discoveries of virtue or vice in men.\\nLife of Alexander.\\nWhenever Alexander heard Philip had taken any town\\nof importance, or won any signal victory, instead of re-\\njoicing at it altogether, he would tell his companions\\nthat his father would anticipate everything, and leave\\nhim and them no opportunities of performing great and\\nillustrious actions. 1 ibid.\\nAlexander said, I assure you I had rather excel others\\nin the knowledge of what is excellent, than in the extent\\nof my power and dominion. ma.\\nWhen Alexander asked Diogenes whether he wanted\\nanything, Yes, said he, I would have you stand from\\nbetween me and the sun. ibid.\\nWhen asked why he parted with his wife, Csesar re-\\nplied, I wished my wife to be not so much as sus-\\npected. 2 Life of CcBsar.\\nFor my part. I had rather be the first man among these\\nfellows than the second man in Eome. 3 ibid.\\nUsing the proverb frequently in their mouths who enter\\nupon dangerous and bold attempts, The die is cast, he\\ntook the river. 4 ibid.\\n1 While Alexander was a boy, Philip had great success in his affairs, at\\nwhich he did not rejoice, but told the children that were brought up with\\nhiin, My father will leave me nothing to do. Apophthegms of Kings\\nand Great Commanders. (Alexander.)\\n2 Caesar s wife ought to be free from suspicion. Roman Apophthegms.\\n(Caisar.)\\n3 I had rather be the first in this town than second in Rome. Ibid.\\n4 He passed the river Rubicon, saying, Let every die be thrown. Ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0757.jp2"}, "752": {"fulltext": "728 PLUTARCH.\\nAnd this/ said Caesar, you know, young man, is\\nmore disagreeable for me to say than to do. l\\nLife of Ccesar.\\nGo on, my friend, and fear nothing you carry Caesar\\nand his fortunes in your boat. 2 j^ d%\\nCaesar said to the soothsayer, The ides of March are\\ncome who answered him calmly, Yes, they are come,\\nbut they are not past. 3 j^g m\\nEven a nod from a person who is esteemed is of more\\nforce than a thousand arguments or studied sentences\\nfrom others. Life of Phocion.\\nDemosthenes told Phocion, The Athenians will kill\\nyou some day when they once are in a rage. And\\nyou, said he, if they are once in their senses. 4\\nMd.\\nPythias once, scoffing at Demosthenes, said that his\\narguments Smelt of the lamp. Life of Demosthenes.\\nDemosthenes overcame and rendered more distinct his\\ninarticulate and stammering pronunciation by speaking\\nwith pebbles in his mouth. Md.\\nIn his house he had a large looking-glass, before which\\nhe would stand and go through his exercises. mu.\\nCicero called Aristotle a river of flowing gold, and said\\nof Plato s Dialogues, that if Jupiter were to speak, it\\nwould be in language like theirs. Life of Cicero.\\n(From Plutarch s Morals. Translated by severed hands corrected\\nand revised by W. W. Goodwin, Ph.D., Harvard University.)\\nFor water continually dropping will wear hard rocks\\nhollow. 5 Of the Training of Children.\\n1 Caesar said to Metellus, t( This, young man, is harder for me to say than\\ndo. Roman Apophthegms. (Ccesar\\n2 Trust Fortune, and know that you carry Ciesar Ibid.\\n3 See Shakespeare, page 112.\\n4 Demosthenes the orator told Phocion, r If the Athenians should be mad,\\nthey would kill you. Like enough, said he, me if they were mad,\\nbut you if they were wise. Apophthegms of Kings and Great Comman-\\nders. (Phocion.) 5 See Lyly, page 32.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0758.jp2"}, "753": {"fulltext": "PLUTAKCH. 729\\nIt is a true proverb, that if you live with a lame man\\nyou Will learn to halt. Of the Training of Children.\\nThe very spring and root of honesty and virtue lie in\\nthe felicity of lighting on good education. ibid.\\nIt is indeed a desirable thing to be well descended, but\\nthe glory belongs to our ancestors. ibid.\\nAccording to the proverb, the best things are the most\\ndifficult. Ibid.\\nTo sing the same tune, as the saying is, is in everything\\ncloying and offensive but men are generally pleased with\\nvariety. ibid.\\nChildren are to be won to follow liberal studies by ex-\\nhortations and rational motives, and on no account to be\\nforced thereto by whipping. ibid.\\nNothing made the horse so fat as the king s eye. jbid.\\nDemocritus said, words are but the shadows of actions.\\nIbid.\\nT is a wise saying, Drive on your own track. ibid.\\nIt is a point of wisdom to be silent when occasion re-\\nquires, and better than to speak, though never so well.\\nIbid.\\nEat not thy heart which forbids to afflict our souls,\\nand waste them with vexatious cares. 1 ibid.\\nAbstain from beans that is, keep out of public offices,\\nfor anciently the choice of the officers of state was made\\nby beans. ibid.\\nWhen men are arrived at the goal, they should not\\nturn back. 2 ibid.\\nThe whole life of man is but a point of time let us\\nenjoy it, therefore, while it lasts, and not spend it to no\\npurpose. ibid.\\nAn old doting fool, with one foot already in the grave. 3\\nIbid.\\n1 See Spenser, page 30. 2 See Publius Syrus, page 711\\n3 See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 198.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0759.jp2"}, "754": {"fulltext": "730 PLUTARCH.\\nXenophanes said, I confess myself the greatest cow-\\nard in the world, for I dare not do an ill thing.\\nOf Bashfulness.\\nOne made the observation of the people of Asia that\\nthey were all slaves to one man, merely because they\\ncould not pronounce that syllable No. ma.\\nEuripides was wont to say, Silence is an answer to a\\nwise man. jbid.\\nZeno first started that doctrine that knavery is the best\\ndefence against a knave. 1 iud.\\nAlexander wept when he heard from Anaxarchus that\\nthere was an infinite number of worlds and his friends\\nasking him if any accident had befallen him, he returns\\nthis answer Do you not think it a matter worthy of\\nlamentation that when there is such a vast multitude of\\nthem, we have not yet conquered one w\\nOn the Tranquillity of the Mind,\\nLike the man who threw a stone at a bitch, but hit his\\nstep-mother, on which he exclaimed, Not so bad md.\\nPittacus said, Every one of you hath his particular\\nplague, and my wife is mine and he is very happy who\\nhath this only. ibid.\\nHe was a man, which, as Plato saith, is a very incon-\\nstant creature. 2 ibid.\\nThe pilot cannot mitigate the billows or calm the\\nwinds. 3 ibid.\\n1, for my own part, had much rather people should\\nsay of me that there neither is nor ever was such a man\\nas Plutarch, than that they should say, Plutarch is an\\nunsteady, fickle, froward, vindictive, and touchy fellow.\\nOf Superstition.\\n1 Set a thief to catch a thief. Bohn A Hand-booh of Proverbs.\\n2 Man in sooth is a marvellous, vain, fickle, and unstable subject. Mon-\\ntaigne Works, book i. chap. i. That Men by various Ways arrive at the\\nsame End.\\n3 See Publius Syrus, page 712.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0760.jp2"}, "755": {"fulltext": "PLUTARCH. 731\\nScilurus on his death-bed, being about to leave four-\\nscore sons surviving, offered a bundle of darts to each of\\nthem, and bade them break them. When all refused,\\ndrawing out one by one, he easily broke them, thus\\nteaching them that if they held together, they would\\ncontinue strong but if they fell out and were divided,\\nthey would become weak.\\nApophthegms of Kings and Great Commanders. 1 Scilurus.\\nDionysius the Elder, being asked whether he was at\\nleisure, he replied, God forbid that it should ever\\nbefall me Dionysius.\\nA prating barber asked Archelaus how he would be\\ntrimmed. He answered, In silence. Archelaus.\\nWhen Philip had news brought him of divers and emi-\\nnent successes in one day, Fortune said he, for all\\nthese so great kindnesses do me some small mischief.\\nPhilip.\\nThere were two brothers called Both and Either per-\\nceiving Either was a good, understanding, busy fellow,\\nand Both a silly fellow and good for little, Philip said,\\nEither is both, and Both is neither. ibid.\\nPhilip being arbitrator betwixt two wicked persons,\\nhe commanded one to fly out of Macedonia and the other\\nto pursue him. iud\\\\\\nBeing about to pitch his camp in a likely place, and\\nhearing there was no hay to be had for the cattle,\\nWhat a life, said he, is ours, since we must live\\naccording to the convenience of asses ibid.\\nThese Macedonians, said he, are a rude and clown-\\nish people, that call a spade a spade. 2 ibid.\\n1 Rejected by some critics as not a genuine work of Plutarch. Emerson.\\n2 Ta GvKa avKa, r)]v (TK pr)v 8e (TK6.(pf\\\\v oi/ojudfav. Aristophanes,\\nas quoted in Lucian, Quom. Hist, sit conscrib. 41.\\nBrought up like a rude Macedon, and taught to call a spade a spade.\\nGosson Ephemerides of Phial o (1579).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0761.jp2"}, "756": {"fulltext": "732 PLUTARCH.\\nHe made one of Antipater s recommendation a judge\\nand perceiving afterwards that his hair and beard were\\ncoloured, he removed him, saying, I could not think\\none that was faithless in his hair could be trusty in his\\ndeeds. Apophthegms of Kings and Great Commanders. Philip.\\nBeing nimble and light-footed, his father encouraged\\nhim to run in the Olympic race. Yes, said he, if\\nthere were any kings there to run with me. Alexander.\\nWhen Darius offered him ten thousand talents, and to\\ndivide Asia equally with him, I would accept it, said\\nParmenio, were I Alexander. And so truly would\\nI, said Alexander, if I were Parmenio. But he an-\\nswered Darius that the earth could not bear two suns,\\nnor Asia two kings. /bid.\\nWhen he was wounded with an arrow in the ankle,\\nand many ran to him that were wont to call him a god,\\nhe said smiling, That is blood, as you see, and not, as\\nHomer saith, such humour as distils from blessed\\ngods. ibid.\\nAristodemus, a friend of Antigonus, supposed to be\\na cook s son, advised him to moderate his gifts and ex-\\npenses. Thy words, said he, Aristodemus, smell of\\nthe apron. Antigonus I.\\nThrasyllus the Cynic begged a drachm of Antigonus.\\nThat, said he, is too little for a king to give.\\nWhy, then, said the other, give me a talent. And\\nthat, said he, is too much for a Cynic (or, for a dog)\\nto receive. ibid.\\nAntagoras the poet was boiling a conger, and Antigo-\\nnus, coming behind him as he was stirring his skillet,\\nsaid, Do you think, Antagoras, that Homer boiled con-\\ngers when he wrote the deeds of Agamemnon Anta-\\ngoras replied, Do you think, king, that Agamemnon,\\nwhen he did such exploits, was a peeping in his army to\\nsee who boiled congers md.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0762.jp2"}, "757": {"fulltext": "PLUTARCH. 733\\nPyrrhus said, If I should overcome the Eomans in\\nanother light, I were undone.\\nApophthegms of Kings and Great Commanders. Pyrrhus.\\nThemistocles being asked whether he would rather be\\nAchilles or Homer, said, Which would you rather be,\\na conqueror in the Olympic games, or the crier that pro-\\nclaims who are Conquerors Themistocles,\\nHe preferred an honest man that wooed his daughter,\\nbefore a rich man. I would rather, said Themistocles,\\ni; have a man that wants money than money that wants\\na man. md.\\nAlcibiades had a very handsome dog, that cost him\\nseven thousand drachmas and he cut off his tail, that,\\nsaid he, the Athenians may have this story to tell of\\nme, and may. concern themselves no further with me.\\nAlcibiades.\\nBeing summoned by the Athenians out of Sicily to plead\\nfor his life, Alcibiades absconded, saying that that crim-\\ninal was a fool who studied a defence when he might fly\\nfor it. ibid.\\nLamachus chid a captain for a fault; and when he had\\nsaid he would do so no more, Sir, said he, in war there\\nis no room for a second. miscarriage. Said one to Iphi-\\ncrates, What are ye afraid of Of all speeches,\\nsaid he, none is so dishonourable for a general as 1\\nshould not have thought of it. Iphkrates.\\nTo Harmodius, descended from the ancient Harmodius,\\nwhen he reviled Iphicrates [a shoemaker s son] for his\\nmean birth, My nobility, said he, begins in me, but\\nyours ends in you. ibid.\\nOnce when Phocion had delivered an opinion which\\npleased the people, he turned to his friend and said,\\nHave I not unawares spoken some mischievous thing\\nOr Other? Phocion.\\ni I am my own ancestor. Junot, Due d Abrantes (when asked as to\\nhis ancestry).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0763.jp2"}, "758": {"fulltext": "734 PLUTARCH.\\nPhocion compared the speeches of Leosthenes to cy-\\npress-trees. They are tall, said he, and comely, but\\nbear no fruit.\\nApophthegms of Kings and Great Commanders. Phocion.\\niTycurgus the Lacedaemonian brought long hair into\\nfashion among his countrymen, saying that it rendered\\nthose that were handsome more beautiful, and those that\\nwere deformed more terrible. To one that advised him\\nto set up a democracy in Sparta, Pray, said Lycurgus,\\ndo you first set up a democracy in your own house.\\nLycurgus.\\nKing Agis said, The Lacedaemonians are not wont to\\nask how many, but where the enemy are. ^qis.\\nLysander said, Where the lion s skin will not reach,\\nit must be pieced with the fox s. Lysander.\\nTo one that promised to give him hardy cocks that\\nwould die fighting, Prithee, said Cleomenes, give me\\nCOCks that will kill fighting. Cleomenes.\\nWhen Eudsemonidas heard a philosopher arguing that\\nonly a wise man can be a good general, This is a won-\\nderful speech, said he but he that saith it never heard\\nthe SOUnd of trumpets. Eudcemonidas.\\nA soldier told Pelopidas, We are fallen among the\\nenemies. Said he, How are we fallen among them\\nmore than they among us Pelopidas.\\nCato the elder wondered how that city was preserved\\nwherein a fish was sold for more than an ox.\\nRoman Apophthegms. Cato the Elder.\\nCato instigated the magistrates to punish all offenders,\\nsaying that they that did not prevent crimes when they\\nmight, encouraged them. 2 Of young men, he liked them\\nthat blushed better than those who looked pale. ibid.\\n1 Lysander said, When the lion s skin cannot prevail, a little of the\\nfox s must be used. Laconic Apophthegms. (Lysander.)\\n2 Pardon one offence, and you encourage the commission of many.\\nPublius Syrus: Maxim 750.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0764.jp2"}, "759": {"fulltext": "PLUTARCH. 735\\nCato requested old men not to add the disgrace of\\nwickedness to old age, which was accompanied with\\nmany Other evils. Roman Apophthegms. Cato the Elder.\\nHe said they that were serious in ridiculous matters\\nwould be ridiculous in serious affairs. ibid.\\nCicero said loud-bawling orators were driven by their\\nweakness to noise, as lame men to take horse. Cicero.\\nAfter the battle in Pharsalia, when Pompey was fled,\\none Nonius said they had seven eagles left still, and ad-\\nvised to try what they would do. Your advice/ said\\nCicero, were good if we were to fight jackdaws. ibid.\\nAfter he routed Pharnaces Ponticus at the first as-\\nsault, he wrote thus to his friends I came, I saw, I\\nconquered. x Ccesar.\\nAs Caesar was at supper the discourse was of death,\\nwhich sort was the best. That, said he, w^hich is un-\\nexpected. ibid.\\nAs Athenodorus was taking his leave of Caesar, Ke-\\nrnenibeiy said he, Caesar, whenever you are angry, to\\nsay or do nothing before you have repeated the four-and-\\ntweilty letters to yourself. Ccesar Augustus.\\nYoung men, said Caesar, hear an old man to whom\\nold men hearkened when he was young. ibid.\\nKemember what Simonides said, that he never re-\\npented that he had held his tongue, but often that he had\\nSpoken. 2 Rules for the Preservation of Health. 7.\\nCustom is almost a second nature. 3 is.\\nEpaminondas is reported wittily to have said of a good\\nman that died about the time of the battle of Leuctra,\\nHow came he to have so much leisure as to die, when\\nthere was so much stirring\\n25.\\n1 Veni, vidi, vici. 2 See Publius Syrus, page 714.\\n3 See Of Unknown Authorship, page 707. Also Publius Syrus, page\\n709.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0765.jp2"}, "760": {"fulltext": "736 PLUTARCH.\\nHave in readiness this saying of Solon, But we will\\nnot give up our virtue in exchange for their wealth.\\nHow to profit by our Enemies.\\nSocrates thought that if all our misfortunes were laid\\nin one common heap, whence every one must take an\\nequal portion, most persons would be contented to take\\ntheir Own and depart. Consolation to Apollonius.\\nDiogenes the Cynic, when a little before his death\\nhe fell into a slumber, and his physician rousing him\\nout of it asked him whether anything ailed him, wisely\\nanswered, Nothing, sir only one brother anticipates\\nanother, Sleep before Death. ibid.\\nAbout Pontus there are some creatures of such an\\nextempore being that the whole term of their life is\\nconfined within the space of a day for they are brought\\nforth in the morning, are in the prime of their exist-\\nence at noon, grow old at night, and then die. iud.\\nThe measure of a man s life is the well spending of\\nit, and not the length. jbid.\\nFor many, as Cranton tells us, and those very wise\\nmen, not now but long ago, have deplored the condition\\nof human nature, esteeming life a punishment, and to\\nbe born a man the highest pitch of calamity this, Aris-\\ntotle tells us, Silenus declared when he was brought cap-\\ntive to Midas.\\nThere are two sentences inscribed upon the Delphic\\noracle, hugely accommodated to the usages of man s life\\nKnow thyself, and Nothing too much and upon\\nthese all other precepts depend. jud.\\nTo one commending an orator for his skill in ampli-\\nfying petty matters, Agesilaus said, I do not think that\\n1 See Pope, page 317.\\nPlutarch ascribes this saying to Plato. It is also ascribed to Pythagoras,\\nChilo, Thales, Cleobulus, Bias, and Socrates also to Phemone, a mythical\\nGreek poetess of the ante-Homeric period. Juvenal (Satire xi. 27) says that\\nthis precept descended from heaven.\\nI", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0766.jp2"}, "761": {"fulltext": "PLUTARCH. 737\\nshoemaker a good workman that makes a great shoe for\\na little IOOt. Laconic Apophthegms. Of Agesilaus the Great.\\nI will show/ said Agesilaus, that it is not the places\\nthat grace men, but men the places. ibid.\\nWhen one asked him what boys should learn, That,\\nsaid he, which they shall use when men. j^ m\\nAgesilaus was very fond of his children and it is re-\\nported that once toying with them he got astride upon\\na reed as upon a horse, and rode about the room and\\nbeing seen by one of his friends, he desired him not to\\nspeak of it till he had children of his own. jud.\\nWhen Demaratus was asked whether he held his tongue\\nbecause he was a fool or for want of words, he replied,\\nA fool Cannot hold his tongue. Of Demaratus.\\nLysander, when Dionysius sent him two gowns, and\\nbade him choose which he would carry to his daughter,\\nsaid, u She can choose best, and so took both away with\\nhim. Of Lysander.\\nA physician, after he had felt the pulse of Pausanias,\\nand considered his constitution, saying, He ails noth-\\ning, It is because, sir, he replied, I use none of your\\nphysic. Of Pausanias the Son of Phistoanax.\\nAnd when the physician said, Sir, you are an old\\nman, That happens, replied Pausanias, because you\\nnever were my doctor. ibid.\\nWhen one told Plistarchus that a notorious railer spoke\\nwell of him, I 11 lay my life, said he, somebody hath\\ntold him I am dead, for he can speak well of no man\\nliving. Of Plistarchus.\\nAnacharsis said a man s felicity consists not in the\\noutward and visible favours and blessings of Fortune,\\nbut in the inward and unseen perfections and riches of\\nthe mind. The Banquet of the Seven Wise Men. 11.\\n47", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0767.jp2"}, "762": {"fulltext": "738 PLUTARCH.\\nSaid Periander, Hesiod might as well have kept his\\nbreath to cool his pottage.\\nThe Banquet of the Seven Wise Men. 14.\\nSocrates said, Bad men live that they may eat and\\ndrink, whereas good men eat and drink that they may\\nlive. How a Young Man ought to hear Poems. 4.\\nAnd Archimedes, as he was washing, thought of a\\nmanner of computing the proportion of gold in King\\nHiero s crown by seeing the water flowing over the\\nbathing-stool. He leaped up as one possessed or in-\\nspired, crying, I have found it Eureka\\nPleasure not attainable according to Epicurus. 11.\\nSaid Scopas of Thessaly, We rich men count our\\nfelicity and happiness to lie in these superfluities, and\\nnot in those necessary things. 3 o/the Love of Wealth.\\nThat proverbial saying, 111 news goes quick and far.\\nOf Inquisitiveness.\\nA traveller at Sparta, standing long upon one leg,\\nsaid to a Lacedaemonian, I do not believe you can do\\nas much. True, said he, but every goose can.\\nRemarkable Speeches.\\nSpintharus, speaking in commendation of Epaminon-\\ndas, says he scarce ever met with any man who knew\\nmore and spoke less. Of Hearing, e.\\nIt is a thing of no great difficulty to raise objections\\nagainst another man s oration, nay, it is a very easy\\nmatter; but to produce a better in its place is a work\\nextremely troublesome. ibid.\\nAntiphanes said merrily, that in a certain city the\\ncold was so intense that words were congealed as soon\\n1 Spare your breath to cool your porridge. Rabelais Works, book\\nv. chap, xxvi ti.\\n2 See FieJding, page 363.\\nHe used to say that other men lived to eat, but that he ate to live.\\nDiogenes Laertius Socrates, cciv.\\n3 See Holmes, page 637.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0768.jp2"}, "763": {"fulltext": "PLUTARCH. 739\\nas spoken, but that after some time they thawed and\\nbecame audible so that the words spoken in winter were\\narticulated next Slimmer. 1 Of Man s Progress in Virtue.\\nAs those persons who despair of ever being rich make\\nlittle account of small expenses, thinking that little added\\nto a little will never make any great sum. /aid.\\nWhat is bigger than an elephant But this also is\\nbecome man s plaything, and a spectacle at public sol-\\nemnities and it learns to skip, dance, and kneel.\\nOf Fortune,\\nXo man ever wetted clay and then left it, as if there\\nwould be bricks by chance and fortune. ibid.\\nAlexander was wont to say, Were I not Alexander, I\\nwould be Diogenes.\\nOf the Fortune or Virtue of Alexander the Great.\\nWhen the candles are out all women are fair. 2\\nConjugal Prece})ts.\\nLike watermen, who look astern while they row the\\nboat ahead. 3 Whether Hwas rightfully said, Live Concealed.\\nSocrates said he was not an Athenian or a Greek, but\\na citizen of the world. 4 Of Banishment.\\nAnaximander says that men were first produced in\\nfishes, and when they were grown up and able to help\\nthemselves were thrown up, and so lived upon the land.\\nSyntyosiacs. Boole, viii. Question viii.\\nAthenodorus says hydrophobia, or water-dread, was\\nfirst discovered in the time of Asclepiades. Question ix.\\n1 In the Adventures of Baron Munchausen (Rudolphe Erich Raspe),\\nstories gathered from various sources, is found the story of sound being\\nfrozen for a time in a post-horn, which when thawed gave a variety of tunes.\\nA somewhat similar account is found in Rabelais, book iv. chaps, lv. lvi.,\\nreferring to Antiphanes.\\n2 See Hey wood, page 11.\\n3 See Burton, page 186.\\n4 See Garrison, page 605.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0769.jp2"}, "764": {"fulltext": "740 PLUTARCH.\\nLet us not wonder if something happens which never\\nwas before, or if something doth not appear among us\\nwith which the ancients were acquainted.\\nSymposiacs. Book viii. Question ix.\\nWhy does pouring oil on the sea make it clear and\\ncalm Is it for that the winds, slipping the smooth\\noil, have no force, nor cause any waves 1\\nThe great god Pan is dead. 2\\nWhy the Oracles cease to give Answers.\\nI am whatever was, or is, or will be and my veil no\\nmortal ever took up. 3 Of Isis and Osiris.\\nWhen Hermodotus in his poems described Antigonus\\nas the son of Helios, My valet-de-chambre, said he, is\\nnot aware of this. 4 jbid.\\nThere is no debt with so much prejudice put off as\\nthat of justice. Of those whom God is slow to punish.\\nIt is a difficult thing for a man to resist the natural\\nnecessity of mortal passions. md.\\nHe is a fool who lets slip a bird in the hand for a bird\\nin the bush. 5 Of Garrulity.\\n1 See Pliny, page 715.\\n2 See Mrs. Browning, page 621.\\nPlutarch relates (Isis and Osiris) that a ship well laden with passengers\\ndrove with the tide near the Isles of Paxi, when a loud voice was heard by\\nmost of the passengers calling unto one Thanus. The voice then said aloud\\nto him, When you are arrived at Palodes, take care to make it known that\\nthe great god Pan is dead.\\n3 I am the things that are, and those that are to be, and those that have\\nbeen. No one ever lifted my skirts the fruit which I bore was the sun.\\nProclus On Plato s Timceus, p. 30 D. (Inscription in the temple of Neith\\nat Sais, in Egypt.)\\n4 No man is a hero to his valet-de-chambre. Marshal Catinat (1637-\\n1712).\\nFew men have been admired by their domestics. Montaigne Essays,\\nbook in. chap. 2.\\nThis phrase, No man is a hero to his valet, is commonly attributed\\nto Madame de Sevigne but on the authority of Madame Aisse* (Letters,\\nedited by Jules Ravenal, 1853) it really belongs to Madame Cornuel.\\n5 See Heywood, page 15.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0770.jp2"}, "765": {"fulltext": "PLUTARCH. 741\\nWe are more sensible of what is done against custom\\nthan against Nature. Of Eating of Flesh. Tract 1.\\nWhen Demosthenes was asked what was the first part\\nof oratory, he answered, Action and which was the\\nsecond, he replied, Action and which was the third,\\nhe Still answered, Action. Lives of the Ten Orators.\\nXenophon says that there is no sound more pleasing\\nthan one s own praises.\\nWhether an Aged Man ought to meddle in State Affairs.\\nLampis, the sea commander, being asked how he got\\nhis wealth, answered, My greatest estate I gained easily\\nenough, but the smaller slowly and with much labour.\\nibid.\\nThe general himself ought to be such a one as can at\\nthe same time see both forward and backward. md.\\nStatesmen are not only liable to give an account of\\nwhat they say or do in public, but there is a busy in-\\nquiry made into their very meals, beds, marriages, and\\nevery other sportive or serious action. Political Precepts.\\nLeo Byzantius said, What would you do, if you saw\\nmy wife, who scarce reaches up to my knees Yet,\\nwent he on, as little as we are, when we fall out with\\neach other, the city of Byzantium is not big enough to\\nhold us. md.\\nCato said, I had rather men should ask why my statue\\nis not set up, than why it is. md,\\nIt was the saying of Bion, that though the boys throw\\nstones at frogs in sport, yet the frogs do not die in sport\\nbut in earnest. 1\\nWhich ore the most crafty, Water or Land Animals 7.\\n1 Though this may be play to you,\\nTis death to us.\\nRoger L Estrange Fables from Several\\nAuthors. Fable 398.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0771.jp2"}, "766": {"fulltext": "742 PLUTARCH. EPICTETUS.\\nBoth Empedocles and Heraclitus held it for a truth\\nthat man could not be altogether cleared from injustice\\nin dealing with beasts as he now does.\\nWhich are the most crafty, Water or Land Animals f 7.\\nEor to err in opinion, though it be not the part of\\nwise men, is at least human. 1 Against Colotes.\\nSimonides calls painting silent poetry, and poetry\\nspeaking painting.\\nWhether the Athenians were more Warlike or Learned. 3.\\nAs Meander says, For our mind is God and as\\nHeraclitus, Man s genius is a deity.\\nPlatonic Questions, i.\\nPythagoras, when he was asked what time was, an-\\nswered that it was the soul of this world. viii.4.\\nEPICTETUS. Circa 60 a. d.\\n(The translation used here is that of Thomas Wentworth Higginson,\\nbased on that of Elizabeth Carter (1866).\\nTo a reasonable creature, that alone is insupportable\\nwhich is unreasonable but everything reasonable may\\nbe Supported. Discourses. Chap. ii.\\nYet God hath not only granted these faculties, by\\nwhich we may bear every event without being depressed\\nor broken by it, but like a good prince and a true father,\\nhath placed their exercise above restraint, compulsion,\\nor hindrance, and wholly without our own control.\\nChap. vi.\\nIn a word, neither death, nor exile, nor pain, nor any-\\nthing of this kind is the real cause of our doing or not\\ndoing any action, but our inward opinions and prin-\\nciples. Chap. xi.\\n1 See Pope, page 325.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0772.jp2"}, "767": {"fulltext": "EPICTETUS. 743\\nEeason is not measured by size or height, but by prin-\\nciple. Discourses. Chap. xii.\\nslavish man will you not bear with your own brother,\\nwho has God for his Father, as being a son from the same\\nstock, and of the same high descent But if you chance\\nto be placed in some superior station, will you presently\\nset yourself up for a tyrant Chap. xiii.\\nWhen you have shut your doors, and darkened your\\nroom, remember never to say that you are alone, for you\\nare not alone but God is within, and your genius is\\nwithin, and what need have they of light to see what\\nyou are doing chap. xiv.\\nNo great thing is created suddenly, any more than a\\nbunch of grapes or a fig. If you tell me that you desire\\na fig, I answer you that there must be time. Let it first\\nblossom, then bear fruit, then ripen. chap. xv.\\nAny one thing in the creation is sufficient to demon-\\nstrate a Providence to an humble and grateful mind.\\nChap. xvi.\\nWere I a nightingale, T would act the part of a night-\\ningale were I a swan, the part of a swan. ibid.\\nSince it is Reason which shapes and regulates all other\\nthings, it ought not itself to be left in disorder.\\nChap. xvii.\\nIf what the philosophers say be true, that all men s\\nactions proceed from one source that as they assent\\nfrom a persuasion that a thing is so, and dissent from\\na persuasion that it is not, and suspend their judgment\\nfrom a persuasion that it is uncertain, so likewise\\nthey seek a thing from a persuasion that it is for their\\nadvantage. chap, xviii.\\nPractise yourself, for heaven s sake, in little things\\nand thence proceed to greater. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0773.jp2"}, "768": {"fulltext": "744 EPICTETUS.\\nEvery art and every faculty contemplates certain\\nthings as its principal objects. Discourses, Chap. xx.\\nWhy, then, do you walk as if you had swallowed a\\nramrod chap. xxi.\\nWhen one maintains his proper attitude in life, he\\ndoes not long after externals. What would you have,\\nO man ibid.\\nDifficulties are things that show what men are.\\nChap, xxiv.\\nIf we are not stupid or insincere when we say that the\\ngood or ill of man lies within his own will, and that all\\nbeside is nothing to us, why are we still troubled\\nChap. xxv.\\nIn theory there is nothing to hinder our following\\nwhat we are taught but in life there are many things\\nto draw us aside. chop, xxvi.\\nAppearances to the mind are of four kinds. Things\\neither are what they appear to be or they neither are,\\nnor appear to be or they are, and do not appear to be\\nor they are not, and yet appear to be. Eightly to aim\\nin all these cases is the wise man s task. chap, xxvii.\\nThe appearance of things to the mind is the standard\\nof every action to man.\\nThat we ought not to be angry with Mankind. Chap, xxviii.\\nThe essence of good and evil is a certain disposition\\nOf the Will. Of Courage. Chap. xxix.\\nIt is not reasonings that are wanted now; for there\\nare books stuffed full of stoical reasonings. ibid.\\nFor what constitutes a child Ignorance. What\\nconstitutes a child Want of instruction for they are\\nour equals so far as their degree of knowledge permits.\\nThat Courage is not inconsistent with Caution. Book ii. Chap. i.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0774.jp2"}, "769": {"fulltext": "EPICTETUS. 745\\nAppear to know only this, never to fail nor fall.\\nThat Courage is not inconsistent with Caution, Book ii. Chap. i.\\nThe materials of action are variable, but the use we\\nmake of them should be constant.\\nHow Nobleness of Mind may be consistent with Prudence. Chap. v.\\nShall I show you the muscular training of a philoso-\\npher What muscles are those A will undisap-\\npointed evils avoided powers daily exercised careful\\nresolutions unerring decisions.\\nWherein consists the Essence of Good. Chap. viii.\\nDare to look up to God and say, Make use of me for\\nthe future as Thou wilt. I am of the same mind I am\\none with Thee. I refuse nothing which seems good to\\nThee. Lead me whither Thou wilt. Clothe me in\\nwhatever dress Thou wilt.\\nThat we do not study to make Use of the established Prin-\\nciples concerning Good and Evil. Chap. xvi.\\nWhat is the first business of one who studies philoso-\\nphy To part with self-conceit. Tor it is impossible\\nfor any one to begin to learn what he thinks that he\\nalready knows.\\nHow to apply general Principles to particular Cases, Chap. xrii.\\nEvery habit and faculty is preserved and increased\\nby correspondent actions, as the habit of walking, by\\nwalking of running, by running.\\nHow the Semblances of Things are to be combated. Chap, xviii.\\nWhatever you would make habitual, practise it and\\nif you would not make a thing habitual, do not practise\\nit, but habituate yourself to something else. ibid.\\nReckon the da}^s in which you have not been angry.\\nI used to be angry every day now every other day\\nthen every third and fourth day and if you miss it so\\nlong as thirty days, offer a sacrifice of thanksgiving to\\nGod. ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0775.jp2"}, "770": {"fulltext": "746 EPICTETUS.\\nBe not hurried away by excitement; but say, Sem-\\nblance, wait for me a little. Let me see what you are\\nand what you represent. Let me try you.\\nHow the Semblances of Things are to be combated. Chap, xviii.\\nThings true and evident must of necessity be recog-\\nnized by those w^ho would contradict them.\\nConcerning the Epicureans. Chap. xx.\\nThere are some things which men confess with ease,\\nand Others with difficulty. Of Inconsistency. Chap. xxi.\\nWho is there whom bright and agreeable children do\\nnot attract to play and creep and prattle with them\\nConcerning a Person whom he treated with Disregard. Chap, xxiv,\\nTwo rules we should always have ready, that there\\nis nothing good or evil save in the will and that we are\\nnot to lead events, but to follow them.\\nIn what Manner we ought to bear Sickness. Book Hi. Chap. x.\\nIn every affair consider what precedes and what fol-\\nlows, and then undertake it. 1\\nThat Everything is to be undertaken with Circumspection. Chap. xv.\\nThere is a fine circumstance connected with the char-\\nacter of a Cynic, that he must be beaten like an ass,\\nand yet when beaten must love those who beat him, as\\nthe father, as the brother of all.\\nOf the Cynic Philosophy, Chap. xxii.\\nFirst say to yourself what you would be and then do\\nwhat you have to do.\\nConcerning such as read and dispute ostentatiously. Chap, xxiii.\\nLet not another s disobedience to jSTature become an ill\\nto you for you were not born to be depressed and un-\\nhappy with others, but to be happy with them. And if\\nany is unhappy, remember that he is so for himself for\\nGod made all men to enjoy felicity and peace.\\nThat we ought not to be affected by Things not in our\\nown Power. Chap. xxiv.\\nEverything has two handles, one by which it may\\nbe borne another by which it cannot. Enchiridion, xliii.\\n1 See Publius Syrus, page 712.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0776.jp2"}, "771": {"fulltext": "TACITUS. 747\\nTACITUS. 5-4-119 a. d.\\n(The Oxford Translation, Bohn s Classical Library.)\\nThe images of twenty of the most illustrious families\\nthe Manlii, the Quinctii. and other names of equal splen-\\ndour were carried before it [the bier of Junia]. Those\\nof Brutus and Cassius were not displayed: but for that\\nvery reason they shone with pre-eminent lustre. 1\\nAnnates. Hi. 76. 11.\\nHe had talents equal to business, and aspired no\\nhigher. 2 vi. 39, n.\\nHe [Tiberius] upbraided ITacro, in no obscure and in-\\ndirect terms, with forsaking the setting sun and turning\\nto the rising. 3 52 (46).\\nHe possessed a peculiar talent of producing effect in\\nwhatever he said or did. 4 Histories, a. so.\\nSome might consider him as too fond of fame for the\\ndesire of glory clings even to the best men longer than\\nany other passion. 5 u-. e.\\nThe gods looked with favour on superior courage. 6\\n17.\\nThey make solitude, which they call peace. 7\\nAgricola. 30.\\nThink of your ancestors and your posterity. 8 30.\\nIt belongs to human nature to hate those you have\\ninjured. 9 40.\\n1 Lord John Russell, alluding to an expression used by him (^Conspicu-\\nous by his absence in his address to the electors of the city of London,\\nsaid, It is not an original expression of mine, but is taken from one of the\\ngreatest historians of antiquity.\\n2 See Bfathew Henry, page 284. 3 See Plutarch, page 726.\\nS-ee Chesterrield, page 353. 5 See Milton, page 247.\\n6 See Gibbon, page 430. See Byron, page 550.\\nSee John Quincy Adams, page 453. 9 See Seneca, page 714.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0777.jp2"}, "772": {"fulltext": "748 PLIXY THE YOUNGER.\\nPLI]S T Y THE YOUNGER. 61-105 a. d.\\n(Translation by William Melmoth. Bonn s Classical Library.)\\nModestus said of Begulus that lie was the biggest\\nrascal that walks upon two legs.\\nLetters. 1 Book i. Letter v. 14.\\nThere is nothing to write about, you say. Well, then,\\nwrite and let me know just this, that there is nothing\\nto write about or tell me in the good old style if you\\nare well. That s right. I am quite well. 2 Letter xi. 1.\\njSTever do a thing concerning the rectitude of which\\nyou are in doubt. Letter xviii. 5.\\nThe living voice is that which sways the soul.\\nBook ii. Letter Hi. 9.\\nAn object in possession seldom retains the same charm\\nthat it had in pursuit. 3 Letter xv. l.\\nHe [Pliny the Elder] used to say that no book was so\\nbad but some good might be got out of it. 4\\nBook Hi. Letter v. 10.\\nThis expression of ours, Father of a family.\\nBook v. Letter ocix. 2.\\nThat indolent but agreeable condition of doing nothing. 5\\nBook viii. Letter ix. 3.\\nObjects which are usually the motives of our travels\\nby land and by sea are often overlooked and neglected\\nif they lie under our eye. We put off from time\\nto time going and seeing what we know we have an\\nopportunity of seeing when we please. Letter xx. l.\\nHis only fault is that he has no fault. 6\\nBook ix. Letter xxvi. 1.\\n1 Book vi. Letter xvi. contains the description of the eruption of Vesuvius,\\nA. d. 79, as witnessed by Pliny the Elder.\\n2 This comes to inform you that I am in a perfect state of health, hoping\\nyou are in the same. Ay, that s the old beginning. Colman: The Heir\\nat Laic, act Hi. sc 2.\\n3 See Goldsmith, page 402.\\n4 There is no book so bad, said the bachelor, but something good\\nmay be found in it. Cervantes Don Quixote, part ii. chap. Hi.\\n5 II dolce far niente (The sweet do nothing). A well known Italian\\nproverb. 6 See Carlyle, page 579.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0778.jp2"}, "773": {"fulltext": "MARCUS AURELIUS. 749\\nMARCUS AURELIUS ANTONINUS. 121-180 a. d.\\n(Translated by M. H, Morgan, Ph. D., of Harvard University.)\\nThis Being of mine, whatever it really is, consists of a\\nlittle flesh, a little breath, and the part which governs.\\nMeditations, ii. 2.\\nThe ways of the gods axe full of providence. 3\\nThou wilt find rest from vain fancies if thou doest\\nevery act in life as though it were thy last. 1 5.\\nThou seest how few be the things, the which if a man\\nhas at his command his life flows gently on and is divine.\\nIbid.\\nFind time still to be learning somewhat good, and give\\nup being desultory.\\nNo state sorrier than that of the man who keeps up a\\ncontinual round, and pries into the secrets of the nether\\nworld, as saith the poet, and is curious in conjecture of\\nwhat is in his neighbour s heart. 13.\\nThough thou be destined to live three thousand years\\nand as many myriads besides, yet remember that no man\\nloseth other life than that which he liveth, nor liveth\\nother than that which he loseth. u.\\nFor a man can lose neither the past nor the future\\nfor how can one take from him that which is not his\\nSo remember these two points first, that each thing is\\nof like form from everlasting and comes round again in\\nits cycle, and that it signifies not whether a man shall\\nlook upon the same things for a hundred years or two\\nhundred, or for an infinity of time second, that the long-\\nest lived and the shortest lived man, when they come to\\ndie, lose one and the same thing. iud.\\n1 See Publius Syrus, page 712.\\nA similar saying falls from his lips at another time Let every act\\nand speech and purpose be framed as though this moment thou mightest\\ntake thy leave of life.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0779.jp2"}, "774": {"fulltext": "750 MAKCUS AURELIUS.\\nAs for life, it is a battle and a sojourning in a strange\\nland but the fame that comes after is oblivion.\\nMeditations, ii. 17,\\nWaste not the remnant of thy life in those imagina-\\ntions touching other folk, whereby thou contributest not\\nto the common weal. m. 4.\\nThe lot assigned to every man is suited to him, and\\nsuits him to itself. 1 ibid.\\nBe not unwilling in what thou doest, neither selfish\\nnor unadvised nor obstinate let not over-refinement deck\\nout thy thought be not wordy nor a busybody. 5.\\nA man should be upright, not be kept upright. ibid.\\nNever esteem anything as of advantage to thee that\\nshall make thee break thy word or lose thy self-respect.\\n7.\\nEespect the faculty that forms thy judgments. 9.\\nEemember that man s life lies all within this present,\\nas t were but a hairVbreadth of time as for the rest,\\nthe past is gone, the future yet unseen. Short, there-\\nfore, is man s life, and narrow is the corner of the earth\\nwherein he dwells. 10.\\nNothing has such power to broaden the mind as the\\nability to investigate systematically and truly all that\\ncomes under thy observation in life. 11.\\nAs surgeons keep their instruments and knives always\\nat hand for cases requiring immediate treatment, so\\nshouldst thou have thy thoughts ready to understand\\nthings divine and human, remembering in thy every\\nact, even the smallest, how close is the bond that unites\\nthe two. i3.\\nThe ruling power within, when it is in its natural\\nstate, is so related to outer circumstances that it easily\\n1 The translator is in doubt about this passage. Commentators differ in\\nregard to it, and the text may be corrupt.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0780.jp2"}, "775": {"fulltext": "MAKCUS AURELIUS. 751\\nchanges to accord with what can be done and what is\\ngiven it to do. Meditations. h\\\\ 1.\\nLet no act be done at haphazard, nor otherwise than\\naccording to the finished rules that govern its kind.\\n2.\\nBy a tranquil mind I mean nothing else than a mind\\nwell ordered. 3,\\nThink on this doctrine. that reasoning beings were\\ncreated for one another s sake; that to be patient is a\\nbranch of justice, and that men sin without intending it.\\nIbid,\\nThe universe is change our life is what our thoughts\\nmake it. 3.\\nNothing can come out of nothing, any more than a\\nthing can go back to nothing. 4.\\nDeath, like generation, is a secret of Nature. 5.\\nThat which makes the man no worse than he was\\nmakes his life no worse it has no power to harm, with-\\nout or within.\\nWhatever happens at all happens as it should thou\\nwilt find this true, if thou shouldst watch narrowly. 10.\\nMany the lumps of frankincense on the same altar\\none falls there early and another late, but it makes no\\ndifference. 15.\\nBe not as one that hath ten thousand years to live\\ndeath is nigh at hand while thou livest, while thou hast\\ntime, be good. 17.\\nHow much time he gains who does not look to see\\nwhat his neighbour says or does or thinks, but only at\\nwhat he does himself, to make it just and holy. is,\\nWhatever is in any way beautiful hath its source of\\nbeauty in itself, and is complete in itself praise forms\\nno part of it. So it is none the worse nor the better for\\nbeing praised, 20.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0781.jp2"}, "776": {"fulltext": "752 MARCUS AURELIUS.\\nDoth perfect beauty stand in need of praise at all\\nNay no more than law, no more than truth, no more\\nthan loving kindness, nor than modesty.\\nMeditations, iv. 20.\\nAll that is harmony for thee, Universe, is in har-\\nmony with me as well. Nothing that comes at the right\\ntime for thee is too early or too late for me. Everything\\nis fruit to me that thy seasons bring, O Nature. All\\nthings come of thee, have their being in thee, and return\\nto thee. 23.\\nLet thine occupations be few, saith the sage, 1 if\\nthou wouldst lead a tranquil life. 2 4.\\nLove the little trade which thou hast learned, and be\\ncontent therewith. si.\\nKemember this, that there is a proper dignity and\\nproportion to be observed in the performance of every\\nact of life. 32.\\nAll is ephemeral, fame and the famous as well. 35.\\nObserve always that everything is the result of a\\nchange, and get used to thinking that there is nothing\\nNature loves so well as to change existing forms and to\\nmake new ones like them. 36.\\nSearch men s governing principles, and consider the\\nwise, what they shun and what they cleave to. 38.\\nTime is a sort of river of passing events, and strong is\\nits current no sooner is a thing brought to sight than it\\nis swept by and another takes its place, and this too will\\nbe swept away. 43.\\nAll that happens is as usual and familiar as the rose\\nin spring and the crop in summer. 44.\\nThat which comes after ever conforms to that which\\nhas gone before. 45.\\n1 Democritus apud Sexecam De Ira, Hi 6; De Animi Tranquilli-\\ntate, 13.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0782.jp2"}, "777": {"fulltext": "MARCUS AURELIUS. 753\\nMark how fleeting and paltry is the estate of man,\\nyesterday in embryo, to-morrow a mummy or ashes. So\\nfor the hair s-breadth of time assigned to thee live ration-\\nally, and part with life cheerfully, as drops the ripe\\nolive, extolling the season that bore it and the tree that\\nmatured it. Meditations, iv. 48.\\nDeem not life a thing of consequence. For look at\\nthe yawning void of the future, and at that other limit-\\nless space, the past. 50.\\nAlways take the short cut and that is the rational\\none. Therefore say and do everything according to\\nsoundest reason. 51.\\nIn the morning, when thou art sluggish at rousing\\nthee, let this thought be present; I am rising to a\\nman s work. v 1.\\nA man makes no noise over a good deed, but passes on\\nto another as a vine to bear grapes again in season. e.\\nFlinch not, neither give up nor despair, if the achiev-\\ning of every act in accordance with right principle is not\\nalways continuous with thee. 9.\\nNothing happens to anybody which he is not fitted by\\nnature to bear. 18\\nPrize that which is best in the universe and this is\\nthat which useth everything and ordereth everything.\\n21.\\nLive with the gods. 2 7.\\nLook beneath the surface let not the several quality\\nof a thing nor its worth escape thee. w s.\\nThe controlling Intelligence understands its own na-\\nture, and what it does, and whereon it works. 5.\\nDo not think that what is hard for thee to master is\\nimpossible for man but if a thing is possible and proper\\nto man, deem it attainable by thee. 29.\\n48", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0783.jp2"}, "778": {"fulltext": "754 MARCUS AURELIUS.\\nIf any man can convince me and bring home to me\\nthat I do not think or act aright, gladly will I change\\nfor I search after truth, by which man never yet was\\nharmed. But he is harmed who abideth on still in his\\ndeception and ignorance. Meditations, vi. 21.\\nDeath, a stopping of impressions through the senses,\\nand of the pulling of the cords of motion, and of the\\nways of thought, and of service to the flesh. 2 8.\\nSuit thyself to the estate in which thy lot is cast. 39,\\nWhat is not good for the swarm is not good for the\\nbee. 54.\\nHow many, once lauded in song, are given over to the\\nforgotten; and how many who sung their praises are\\nclean gone long ago v u. 6,\\nOne Universe made up of all that is and one God in\\nit all, and one principle of Being, and one Law, the Sea-\\nson, shared by all thinking creatures, and one Truth. 9.\\nTo a rational being it is the same thing to act accord-\\ning to nature and according to reason. u.\\nLet not thy mind run on what thou lackest as much\\nas on what thou hast already. 27.\\nJust as the sand-dunes, heaped one upon another,\\nhide each the first, so in life the former deeds are quickly\\nhidden by those that follow after. 34,\\nThe art of living is more like wrestling than dancing,\\nin so far as it stands ready against the accidental and\\nthe unforeseen, and is not apt to fall. ei.\\nEemember this, that very little is needed to make a\\nhappy life. 67.\\nRemember that to change thy mind and to follow him\\nthat sets thee right, is to be none the less the free agent\\nthat thou wast before. v m. ie.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0784.jp2"}, "779": {"fulltext": "MARCUS AURELIUS. 755\\nLook to the essence of a thing, whether it be a point\\nof doctrine, of practice, or of interpretation.\\nMeditations, viii. 22.\\nA man s happiness, to do the things proper to man.\\n26.\\nBe not careless in deeds, nor confused in words, nor\\nrambling in thought. si.\\nHe that knows not what the world is, knows not where\\nhe is himself. He that knows not for what he was made,\\nknows not what he is nor what the world is. 52.\\nThe nature of the universe is the nature of things that\\nare. Xow, things that are have kinship with things that\\nare from the beginning. Further, this nature is styled\\nTruth and it is the first cause of all that is true. x 1.\\nHe would be the finer gentleman that should leave the\\nworld without having tasted of lying or pretence of any\\nsort, or of wantonness or conceit. 2.\\nThink not disdainfully of death, but look on it with\\nfavour for even death is one of the things that Xature\\nwills. 3.\\nA wrong-doer is often a man that has left something\\nundone, not always he that has done something. 5,\\nBlot out vain pomp check impulse quench appetite\\nkeep reason under its own control. 7,\\nThings that have a common quality ever quickly seek\\ntheir kind. 9.\\nAll things are the same, familiar in enterprise, mo-\\nmentary in endurance, coarse in substance. All things\\nnow are as they were in the day of those whom we have\\nburied. 14.\\nThe happiness and unhappiness of the rational, social\\nanimal depends not on what he feels but on what he\\ndoes just as his virtue and vice consist not in feeling\\nbut in doing. u.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0785.jp2"}, "780": {"fulltext": "756 MARCUS AURELIUS. TERTULLIAN.\\nEverything is in a state of metamorphosis. Thou thy-\\nself art in everlasting change and in corruption to corre-\\nspond SO is the whole universe. Meditations, ix. 19.\\nForward, as occasion offers. Never look round to see\\nwhether any shall note it. Be satisfied with success\\nin even the smallest matter, and think that even such a\\nresult is no trifle. 29.\\nHe that dies in extreme old age will be reduced to the\\nsame state with him that is cut down untimely. 33.\\nWhatever may befall thee, it was preordained for thee\\nfrom everlasting. x 5.\\nThe earth loveth the shower, and the holy ether\\nknoweth what love is. 1 The Universe, too, loves to\\ncreate whatsoever is destined to be made. 21.\\nRemember that what pulls the strings is the force\\nhidden within there lies the power to persuade, there\\nthe life, there, if one must speak out, the real man. 33 m\\nNo form of Nature is inferior to Art; for the arts\\nmerely imitate natural forms. xi. 10.\\nIf it is not seemly, do it not if it is not true, speak it\\nnot. xii. 17.\\nTERTULLIAN. 160-240 a. d.\\nSee how these Christians love one another.\\nApologeticus. c. 39.\\nBlood of the martyrs is the seed of the Church.\\nc. 50.\\nIt is certain because it is impossible. 2\\nDe Came Christi. c. 5.\\nHe who flees will fight again. 3\\nDe Fuga in Persecutione. c. 10.\\n1 Fragmenta Euripidis, apud Aristotelem, N. A. viii. 1, 6.\\n2 Certum est, quia impossibile est. This is usually misquoted, Credo\\nquia impossibile (I believe it because it is impossible).\\n8 See Butler, pages 215, 216.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0786.jp2"}, "781": {"fulltext": "DIOGENES LAERTIUS. 757\\nDIOGENES LAERTIUS. Circa 200 a. d.\\n[From The Lices and Opinions of Eminent Philosophers. Translated\\nby C. D. Yonge, B. A., with occasional corrections. Bonn s Clasi\\nLibrary.)\\nAieaeus mentions Aristodeniiis in these lines\\nT is money makes the man and he who *s none\\nIs counted neither good nor honourable.\\nTholes, iii.\\nThales said there was no difference between life and\\ndeath. Why. then.* said some, one to him. do not\\nyou die? Because. said he, -it does make no\\ndifference. ix.\\nWhen Thales was asked what was difficult, he said,\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2\u00e2\u0080\u00a2To know one s self. And what was easy, To advise\\nanother. Bid,\\nHe said that men ought to remember those friends who\\nwere absent as well as those who were present. n\\nThe apophthegm -Know thyself is his. 1 xiii.\\nWriters differ with respect to the apophthegms of the\\nSeven Sages, attributing the same one to various authors.\\nSolon used to say that speech was the image of actions\\nthat laws were like cobwebs, for that if any tri-\\nfling or powerless thing fell into them, they held it fast\\nwhile if it were something weightier, it broke through\\nthem and was off. Solon, x.\\nSolon gave the following advice Consider your hon-\\nour, as a gentleman, of more weight than an oath. Xever\\ntell a lie. Pay attention to matters of importance. xii.\\nAs some say. Solon was the author of the apophthegm.\\nNothing in excess. xcL\\n1 See Pope, page 317. Also Plutarch, page 736.\\nIfifSey Sr/av, nequld nimis.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0787.jp2"}, "782": {"fulltext": "758 DIOGENES LAERTIUS.\\nChilo advised, not to speak evil of the dead/ x\\nChilo. it.\\nPittacus said that half was more than the whole. 2\\nPittacus. ii.\\nHeraclitus says that Pittacus, when he had got Alcseus\\ninto his power, released him, saying, Forgiveness is bet-\\nter than revenge. 3\\nOne of his sayings was, Even the gods cannot strive\\nagainst necessity. 4 iVt\\nAnother was, Watch your opportunity. v a.\\nBias used to say that men ought to calculate life both\\nas if they were fated to live a long and a short time, and\\nthat they ought to love one another as if at a future time\\nthey would come to hate one another for that most men\\nwere bad. BlaSt Vm\\nIgnorance plays the chief part among men, and the\\nmultitude of words 5 but opportunity will prevail.\\nCleobulus. iv.\\nThe saying, Practice is everything, is Periander s. 9\\nPeriander. vl.\\nAnarcharsis, on learning that the sides of a ship were\\nfour fingers thick, said that the passengers were just\\nthat distance from death. 7 Anarcharsis, v.\\nHe used to say that it was better to have one friend\\nof great value than many friends who were good for\\nnothing. ibid.\\n1 De mortuis nil nisi bonum (Of the dead be nothing said but what is\\ngood.) Of unknown authorship.\\n2 See Hesiod, page 693.\\n3 Quoted by Epictetus (Fragment lxii.), Forgiveness is better than pun-\\nishment for the one is the proof of a gentle, the other of a savage nature.\\n4 See Shakespeare, page 115.\\n5 In the multitude of words there wanteth not sin. Proverbs x. 19.\\n6 See Publius Syrus, page 710.\\n7 u How thick do you judge the planks of our ship to be M Some two\\ngood inches and upward, returned the pilot. It seems, then, we are within\\ntwo fingers breadth of damnation. Rabelais book iv. chap, xxiii.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0788.jp2"}, "783": {"fulltext": "DIOGENES LAEKTIUS. 759\\nIt was a common saying of Myson that men ought not\\nto investigate things from words, but words from things\\nfor that things are not made for the sake of words, but\\nwords for things. Myson. Hi.\\nEpimenides was sent by his father into the field to\\nlook for a sheep, turned out of the road at mid-day and\\nlay down in a certain cave and fell asleep, and slept there\\nfifty-seven years and after that, when awake, he went on\\nlooking for the sheep, thinking that he had been taking a\\nSnort nap. Epimenides. ii.\\nThere are many marvellous stories told of Pherecydes.\\nFor it is said that he was walking along the seashore\\nat Samos, and that seeing a ship sailing by with a fair\\nwind, he said that it would soon sink and presently it\\nsank before his eyes. At another time he was drinking\\nsome water which had been drawn up out of a well, and\\nhe foretold that within three days there would be an\\nearthquake and there was one. Pherecydes. a.\\nAnaximander used to assert that the primary cause\\noi all things was the Infinite, not defining exactly\\nwhether he meant air or water or anything else,\\nAnaximander, ii.\\nAnaxagoras said to a man who was grieving because\\nhe was dying in a foreign land, The descent to Hades\\nis the same from every place. Anaxagoras.\\nVI.\\nAristophanes turns Socrates into ridicule in his come-\\ndies, as making the worse appear the better reason. 2\\nSocrates, v.\\nOften when he was looking on at auctions he would\\nsay, How many things there are which I do not need\\nX.\\nSocrates said, Those who want fewest things are\\nnearest to the gods. xi.\\ni The story of Rip Van Winkle.\\n2 See Milton, page 226.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0789.jp2"}, "784": {"fulltext": "760 DIOGENES LAEETIUS.\\nHe said that there was one only good, namely, knowl-\\nedge and one only evil, namely, ignorance.\\nSocrates, xiv.\\nHe declared that he knew nothing, except the fact of\\nhis ignorance. xv\\nBeing asked whether it was better to marry or not, he\\nreplied, Whichever you do, you will repent it. ibid.\\nHe used to say that other men lived to eat, but that\\nhe ate to live. 1 Md,\\nAristippus being asked what were the most necessary\\nthings for well-born boys to learn, said, Those things\\nwhich they will put in practice when they become men.\\nAristippus. iv.\\nAristippus said that a wise man s country was the\\nworld. 2 ziii.\\nLike sending owls to Athens, as the proverb goes.\\nPlato, xxxii.\\nPlato affirmed that the soul was immortal and clothed\\nin many bodies successively. x l.\\nTime is the image of eternity. x li.\\nThat virtue was sufficient of herself for happiness. 3\\nxlii.\\nThat the gods superintend all the affairs of men, and\\nthat there are such beings as daemons. ibid.\\nThere is a written and an unwritten law. The one by\\nwhich we regulate our constitutions in our cities is the\\nwritten law that which arises from custom is the un-\\nwritten law. u.\\nPlato was continually saying to Xenocrates, Sacrifice\\nto the Graces. 4 Xenocrates. Hi.\\ni See Plutarch, page 738.\\n2 See Garrison, page 605.\\n3 See Walton, page 207.\\nIn that [virtue] does happiness consist. Zeno (page 764).\\n4 See Chesterfield, page 353.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0790.jp2"}, "785": {"fulltext": "DIOGENES LAERTIUS. 761\\nArcesilaus had a peculiar habit while conversing of\\nusing the expression, My opinion is, and So and so\\nwill not agree to this. Arcesilaus. xii.\\nBion used to say that the way to the shades below was\\neasy he could go there with his eyes shut. Bion. m.\\nOnce when Bion was at sea in the company of some\\nwicked men, he fell into the hands of pirates and when\\nthe rest said, We are undone if we are known, But\\nI/ said he, am undone if we are not known. jbid.\\nOf a rich man who was niggardly he said, a That man\\ndoes not own his estate, but his estate owns him. iud.\\nBion insisted on the principle that The property of\\nfriends is common. 1 f Xt\\nVery late in life, when he was studying geometry,\\nsome one said to Lacydes, Is it then a time for you to\\nbe learning now? If it is not, he replied, when\\nwill it be Lacydes. v.\\nAristotle was once asked what those who tell lies gain\\nby it. Said he, That when they speak truth they are\\nnot believed. Aristotle, xi.\\nThe question was put to him, what hope is and his\\nanswer was, The dream of a waking man. 2 jud.\\nHe used to say that personal beauty was a better in-\\ntroduction than any letter 3 but others say that it was\\nDiogenes who gave this description of it, while Aristotle\\ncalled beauty the gift of God that Socrates called it\\na short-lived tyranny; Theophrastus, a silent de-\\nceit Theocritus, an ivory mischief Carneacles,\\na sovereignty which stood in need of no guards. ibid.\\n1 All things are in common among friends. Diogenes (page 763).\\n2 See Prior, page 288.\\n3 See Publius Syrus, page 709.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0791.jp2"}, "786": {"fulltext": "762 DIOGENES LAERTIUS.\\nOn one occasion Aristotle was asked how much edu-\\ncated men were superior to those uneducated: As\\nmuch, said he, as the living are to the dead. x\\nAristotle, xi.\\nIt was a saying of his that education was an ornament\\nin prosperity and a refuge in adversity. md.\\nHe was once asked what a friend is, and his answer\\nwas, One soul abiding in two bodies. 2 ibid.\\nAsked what he gained from philosophy, he answered,\\nTo do without being commanded what others do from\\nfear of the laws. ibid.\\nThe question was once put to him, how we ought to\\nbehave to our friends and the answer he gave was, As\\nwe should wish our friends to behave to us. iud.\\nHe used to define justice as a virtue of the soul dis-\\ntributing that which each person deserved. iud.\\nAnother of his sayings was, that education was the\\nbest viaticum of old age. ibid.\\nThe chief good he has defined to be the exercise of\\nvirtue in a perfect life. anil\\nHe used to teach that God is incorporeal, as Plato\\nalso asserted, and that his providence extends over all\\nthe heavenly bodies. iud.\\nIt was a favourite expression of Theophrastus that\\ntime was the most valuable thing that a man could\\nSpend. 3 Theophrastvs. x.\\nAntisthenes used to say that envious people were de-\\nvoured by their own disposition, just as iron is by rust.\\nAntisthenes. iv.\\n1 Quoted with great warmth by Dr. Johnson (Boswell). Langton\\nCollectanea.\\n2 See Pope, page 340.\\n3 See Franklin, page 361.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0792.jp2"}, "787": {"fulltext": "DIOGENES LAERTIUS. 763\\nWhen lie was praised by some wicked men, he said,\\nI am sadly afraid that I must have done some wicked\\nthing. Antisthenes. iv.\\nWhen asked what learning was the most necessary, he\\nsaid, Not to unlearn what you have learned. ibid.\\nDiogenes would frequently praise those who were\\nabout to marry, and yet did not marry. Diogenes, iv.\\nBury me on my face, said Diogenes and when he\\nwas asked why, he replied, Because in a little while\\neverything will be turned upside down. v i.\\nOne of the sayings of Diogenes was that most men\\nwere within a finger s breadth of being mad for if a man\\nwalked with his middle finger pointing out, folks would\\nthink him mad, but not so if it were his forefinger, ibid.\\nAll things are in common among friends. 2 md.\\nBe of good cheer, said Diogenes I see land.\\nIbid.\\nPlato having defined man to be a two-legged animal\\nwithout feathers, Diogenes plucked a cock and brought\\nit into the Academy, and said, This is Plato s man.\\nOn which account this addition was made to the defini-\\ntion, With broad flat nails. ibid.\\nA man once asked Diogenes what was the proper time\\nfor supper, and he made answer, If you are a rich man,\\nwhenever you please and if you are a poor man, when-\\never you can. 3 ibid.\\nDiogenes lighted a candle in the daytime, and went\\nround saying, I am looking for a man. 4 ibid.\\n1 See Plutarch, page 733.\\n2 See Terence, page 705. Also, page 761.\\n3 The rich when he is hungry, the poor when he has anything to eat.\\nRabelais book iv. chap. Ixiv.\\n4 The same is told of iEsop.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0793.jp2"}, "788": {"fulltext": "764 DIOGENES LAERTIUS.\\nWhen asked what he would take to let a man give\\nhim a blow on the head, he said, A helrnet.\\nDiogenes, vi.\\nOnce he saw a youth blushing, and addressed him,\\nCourage, my boy that is the complexion of virtue. 1\\nibid.\\nWhen asked what wine he liked to drink, he replied,\\nThat which belongs to another.\\nAsked from what country he came, he replied, I am\\na citizen of the world. 2 vi\\nWhen a man reproached him for going into unclean\\nplaces, he said, The sun too penetrates into privies, but\\nis not polluted by them. 3 j^d.\\nDiogenes said once to a person who was showing him\\na dial, It is a very useful thing to save a man from\\nbeing too late for supper. Menedemus. Hi.\\nWhen Zeno was asked what a friend was, he replied,\\nAnother I. 4 zeno. xix.\\nThey say that the first inclination which an animal\\nhas is to protect itself. in.\\nOne ought to seek out virtue for its own sake, with-\\nout being influenced by fear or hope, or by any external\\ninfluence. Moreover, that in that does happiness con-\\nsist. 5 mi.\\nThe Stoics also teach that God is unity, and that he is\\ncalled Mind and Fate and Jupiter, and by many other\\nnames besides. ixviil\\nThey also say that God is an animal immortal, ra-\\ntional, perfect, and intellectual in his happiness, unsus-\\nceptible of any kind of evil, having a foreknowledge of\\n1 See Mathew Henr}% page 283. 2 See Garrison, page 605.\\n3 See Bacon, page 169. 4 See page 762.\\n5 See page 760.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0794.jp2"}, "789": {"fulltext": "DIOGENES LAERTIUS. 765\\nthe universe and of all that is in the universe however,\\nthat he has not the figure of a man and that he is the\\ncreator of the universe, and as it were the Father of all\\nthings in common, and that a portion of him pervades\\neverything. Zeno. ixxii.\\nBut Chrysippus, Posidonius, Zeno, and Boethus say,\\nthat all things are produced by fate. And fate is a con-\\nnected cause of existing things, or the reason according\\nto which the world is regulated. ixxiv.\\nApollodorus says, If any one were to take away from\\nthe books of Chrysippus all the passages which he quotes\\nfrom other authors, his paper would be left empty.\\nChrysippus. Hi.\\nOne of the sophisms of Chrysippus was, If you have\\nnot lost a thing, you have it. x\\nPythagoras used to say that he had received as a gift\\nfrom Mercury the perpetual transmigration of his soul,\\nso that it was constantly transmigrating and passing into\\nall SOrtS of plants Or animals. Pythagoras, iv.\\nHe calls drunkenness an expression identical with ruin. 1\\nvi.\\nAmong what he called his precepts were such as these\\nDo not stir the fire with a sword. Do not sit down on a\\nbushel. Do not devour thy heart. 2 ami.\\nIn the time of Pythagoras that proverbial phrase Ipse\\ndixit 3 was introduced into ordinary life.\\nXXV.\\nXenophanes was the first person who asserted that\\nthe SOul is a Spirit. Xenophanes. Hi.\\nIt takes a wise man to discover a wise man. jbkl\\nProtagoras asserted that there were two sides to every\\nquestion, exactly opposite to each other. Protagoras. Hi.\\n1 See Hall, page 457. 2 See Spenser, page 30.\\n3 Avrbs pa (The master said so).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0795.jp2"}, "790": {"fulltext": "766 DIOGENES LAERTIUS. ATHEN^EUS.\\nNothing can be produced out of nothing. 1\\nDiogenes of Apcllonia. ii.\\nXenophanes speaks thus\\nAnd no man knows distinctly anything,\\nAnd no man ever will. Pyrrho. via.\\nDemocritus says, But we know nothing really; for\\ntruth lies deep down. md.\\nEuripides says,\\nWho knows but that this life is really death,\\nAnd whether death is not what men call life Md.\\nThe mountains, too, at a distance appear airy masses\\nand smooth, but seen near at hand, they are rough. 2\\nIX.\\nIf appearances are deceitful, then they do not deserve\\nany confidence when they assert what appears to them\\nto be true. x i.\\nThe chief good is the suspension of the judgment,\\nwhich tranquillity of mind follows like its shadow.\\nIbid.\\nEpicurus laid down the doctrine that pleasure was the\\nChief good. Epicurus vi.\\nHe alludes to the appearance of a face in the orb of\\nthe moon. X xv.\\nFortune is unstable, while our will is free. asm*.\\nATHEX^US. Circa 200 a. d.\\n(Translation by C. D. Yonge, B. A.)\\nIt was a saying of Demetrius Phalereus, that Men\\nhaving often abandoned what was visible for the sake of\\nwhat was uncertain, have not got what they expected,\\nand have lost what they had, being unfortunate by an\\nenigmatical sort of calamity. 3 The Deipnosophists. vi. 23.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 146. 2 See Campbell, page 512.\\n3 Said with reference to mining operations.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0796.jp2"}, "791": {"fulltext": "ATHEX^US. AUGUSTINE. ALI TALEB. 767\\nEvery investigation which is guided by principles of\\nNature fixes its ultimate aim entirely on gratifying the\\nStomach. 1 The Delpnosophists. vii. 11.\\nDorion, ridiculing the description of a tempest in the\\nNautilus of Timotheus, said that he had seen a more\\nformidable storm in a boiling saucepan. 2 wii. 19.\\nOn one occasion some one put a very little wine into a\\nwine-cooler, and said that it was sixteen years old. It is\\nvery small for its age/ said Gnathaena. xiii. 47.\\nGoodness does not consist in greatness, but greatness\\nin goodness. 3 xiv. 46.\\nSAINT AUGUSTINE. 354-430.\\nWhen I am here, I do not fast on Saturday when at\\nEome, I do fast 011 Saturday. 4 Epistle 36. To Casulanus.\\nThe spiritual virtue of a sacrament is like light,\\nalthough it passes among the impure, it is not polluted. 5\\nWorks. Vol. Hi. In Johannis Evangelum, c. tr. 5, Sect. 15.\\nALI BEN ABI TALEB. 6 660.\\nBelieve me, a thousand friends suffice thee not\\nIn a single enemy thou hast more than enough. 7\\n1 See Johnson, page 371. 2 Tempest in a teapot. Proverb.\\n8 See Chapman, page 37. 4 See Burton, page 193.\\n6 See Bacon, page 169.\\n6 Ali Ben Abi Taleb, son-in-law of Mahomet, and fourth caliph, who was\\nfor his courage called The Lion of God, was murdered a. d. 660. He\\nwas the author of a Hundred Sayings.\\n7 Translated by Ralph Waldo Emerson, and wrongly called by him a\\ntranslation from Omar Khayyam.\\nFound in Dr. Hermann Tolowiez s Polyglotte der Orientalischen\\nPoesie.\\nTranslated by James Russell Lowell thus\\nHe who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare,\\nAnd he who has one enemy will meet him everywhere.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0797.jp2"}, "792": {"fulltext": "768 OMAR KHAYYAM. ALPHONSO THE WISE.\\nOMAR KHAYYlM. 1123.\\n(Translated by Edward Fitzgerald.)\\nI sometimes think that never blows so red\\nThe Eose as where some buried Caesar bled\\nThat every Hyacinth the Garden wears\\nDropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head.\\nRubdiydt. Stanza xix.\\nA Moment s Halt a momentary taste\\nOf Being from the Well amid the Waste\\nAnd, Lo the phantom Caravan has reached\\nThe Nothing it set out from. Oh, make haste\\nStanza xlvlii.\\nHeav n but the Vision of fulfilled Desire,\\nAnd Hell the Shadow of a Soul on fire. stanza Ixvii.\\nThe Moving Finger writes and having writ,\\nMoves on nor all your Piety nor Wit\\nShall lure it back to cancel half a Line,\\nNor all your Tears wash out a Word of it. stanza ixxi.\\nAnd this I know whether the one True Light\\nKindle to Love, or Wrath-consume me quite,\\nOne Flash of It within the Tavern caught\\nBetter than in the Temple lost outright, stanza Ixxvii.\\nAnd when like her, Saki, you shall pass\\nAmong the Guests Star-scatter d on the Grass,\\nAnd in your blissful errand reach the spot\\nWhere I made One turn down an empty Glass.\\nStanza ci.\\nALPHOXSO THE WISE. 1221-1284.\\nHad I been present at the creation, I would have given\\nsome useful hints for the better ordering of the universe. 1\\n1 Carlyle says, in his History of Frederick the Great, book ii. chap. vii.\\nthat this saying of Alphonso about Ptolemy s astronomy, that it seemed\\na crank machine; that it was pity the Creator had not taken advice, is still\\nremembered by mankind, this and no other of his many sayings.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0798.jp2"}, "793": {"fulltext": "DANTE. VILLON. MICHELANGELO. 769\\nDANTE. 1265-1321.\\n(Carey s Translation.)\\nAll hope abandon, ye who enter here.\\nHell. Canto Hi. Line .9.\\nThe wretched sonls of those who lived\\nWithout or praise or blame. Line 34.\\nNo greater grief than to remember days J\\nOf joy when misery is at hand. 1 Cantok. Line 121.\\nFBANCOIS VILLON. Circa 1430-1484.\\nWhere are the snows of last year 2\\nDes Dames du Temps jadis. i.\\nI know everything except myself. Autre Ballade, i.\\nGood talkers are only found in Paris.\\nDes Femmes de Paris, ii.\\nMICHELANGELO. 1474-1564.\\n(Translation by Mrs. Henry Roscoe.)\\nAs when, lady mine\\nWith chiselled touch\\nThe stone unhewn and cold\\nBecomes a living mould.\\nThe more the marble wastes,\\nThe more the statue grows. Sonnet.\\n1 See Longfellow, page 618.\\n2 But where is last year s snow This was the greatest care that Villon,\\nthe Parisian poet, took. Rabelais booh ii. chap. xiv.\\n49", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0799.jp2"}, "794": {"fulltext": "770 LUTHER. RABELAIS.\\nMAKTIST LUTHEE. 1483-1546.\\nA mighty fortress is our God,\\nA bulwark never failing\\nOur helper He amid the flood\\nOf mortal ills prevailing.\\nPsalm, Einfeste Burg ist unser Gott (trans, by\\nFrederic H. Hedge).\\nTell your master that if there were as many devils at\\nWorms as tiles on its roofs, I would enter. 1\\nHere I stand I can do no otherwise. God help me.\\nAmen Speech at the Diet of Worms.\\nFor where God built a church, there the Devil would\\nalso build a chapel. 2 Table-Talk. ixvii.\\nA faithful and good servant is a real godsend; but\\ntruly tis a rare bird in the land. c i v i.\\nFEANCIS EABELAIS. 1495-1553.\\nI am just going to leap into the dark. 3 Motteuxh Life.\\nLet down the curtain: the farce is done. ibid.\\nHe left a paper sealed up, wherein were found three\\narticles as his last will I owe much I have nothing\\nI give the rest to the poor. ibid.\\nOne inch of joy surmounts of grief a span,\\nBecause to laugh is proper to the man. To the Reader.\\n1 On the 16th of April, 1521, Luther entered the imperial city [of\\nWorms]. On his approach the Elector s chancellor entreated\\nhim, in the name of his master, not to enter a town where his death was\\ndecided. The answer which Luther returned was simply this. Bunsen\\nLife of Luther.\\n1 will go, though as many devils aim at me as there are tiles on the roofs\\nof the houses. Ranke History of the Reformation, vol. i.p. 533 (Mrs.\\nAustin s translation).\\n2 See Burton, page 192.\\n3 Je m en vay chercher un grand peut-estre.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0800.jp2"}, "795": {"fulltext": "RABELAIS. 771\\nTo return to our wethers. 1 Works. Booh i. Chap. i. n. 2.\\nI drink no more than a sponge. chap. v.\\nAppetite comes with eating, says Angeston. 2 ibid.\\nThought the moon was made of green cheese.\\nChap. xi.\\nHe always looked a given horse in the mouth. 3 ibid.\\nBy robbing Peter he paid Paul, 4 and hoped to\\ncatch larks if ever the heavens should fall. 5 ibid.\\nHe laid him squat as a flounder. chap, xxvii.\\nSend them home as merry as crickets. chap. xxix.\\nCorn is the sinews of war. 6 Chap. xlvi.\\nHow shall I be able to rule over others, that have not\\nfull power and command of myself chap. Hi.\\nSubject to a kind of disease, which at that time they\\ncalled lack of money. Booh ii. Chap. xvi.\\nHe did not care a button for it. ibid.\\nHow well I feathered my nest. chap. xvii.\\nSo much is a man worth as he esteems himself.\\nChap. xxix.\\nA good crier of green sauce. chap. xxxi.\\nThen I began to think that it is very true which is\\ncommonly said, that the one half of the world knoweth\\nnot how the other half liveth. chap, xxxii.\\nThis flea which I have in mine ear. Booh Hi. Chap. xxxi.\\nYou have there hit the nail on the head. 7 Chap, xxxiv.\\nAbove the pitch, out of tune, and off the hinges.\\nBooh iv. Chap. xix.\\n1 Revenons a nos moutons, a proverb taken from the French farce\\nof Pierre Patelin, edition of 1762, p. 90.\\n2 My appetite comes to me while eating. Montaigne Booh Hi. chap,\\nix. Of Vanity.\\n3 See Hey wood, page 11. See Hey wood, page 14.\\n5 See Hey wood, page 11. 6 See page 810.\\n7 See Heywood, page 20.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0801.jp2"}, "796": {"fulltext": "772 RABELAIS.\\nI 11 gO his halves. Worlcs. Booh iv. Chap, xxiii.\\nThe Devil was sick, the Devil a monk would be\\nThe Devil was well, the devil a monk was he.\\nChap. xxiv.\\nDo not believe what I tell you here any more than* if\\nit were some tale of a tub. chap, xxxviii.\\nI would have you call to mind the strength of the an-\\ncient giants, that undertook to lay the high mountain\\nPelion on the top of Ossa, and set among those the shady\\nOlympus. 1 ibid.\\nWhich was performed to a T. 2 chap. xlL\\nHe that has patience may compass anything.\\nChap, xlvlii.\\nWe will take the good will for the deed. 3 chap. xiix.\\nYou are Christians of the best edition, all picked and\\nculled. Chap. l.\\nWould you damn your precious soul chap. Uv.\\nLet us fly and save our bacon. chap. lv.\\nXeeds must when the Devil drives. 4 Chap. Ivii.\\nScampering as if the Devil drove them. chap. Ixii.\\nHe freshly and cheerfully asked him how a man\\nshould kill time. Chap. Ixii.\\nThe belly has no ears, nor is it to be filled with fair\\nwords. 5 ibid\\nWhose cockloft is unfurnished. 6\\nThe Author s Prologue to the Fifth Bool.\\nSpeak the truth and shame the Devil. 7 ibid.\\nPlain as a nose in a man s face. 8 /bid.\\n1 See Ovid, page 707. 2 See Johnson, page 375.\\n3 See Swift, page 292. 4 See Heywood, page 18.\\n5 See Plutarch, page 725. 6 See Bacon, page 170.\\n7 See Shakespeare, page 85. 8 See Shakespeare, page 44.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0802.jp2"}, "797": {"fulltext": "RABELAIS. 773\\nLike hearts of Oak. 1 Prologue to the Fifth Booh.\\nYou shall never want rope enough. jbid.\\nLooking as like as one pea does like another. 2\\nBook v. Chap. ii.\\nNothing is so dear and precious as time. 3 chap. v.\\nAnd thereby hangs a tale. 4 chap. iv.\\nIt is meat, drink/ and cloth to us. Chap. vii.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2\u00e2\u0080\u0094And so on to the end of the chapter. chop. x.\\nWhat is got over the Devil s back is spent under the\\nbelly. 6 chap. xi.\\n-We have here other fish to fry. 7 chap. xii.\\nWhat cannot be cured must be endured. 8 chap. xv.\\nThought I to myself, we shall never come off scot-free.\\nibid.\\nIt is enough to fright you out of your seven senses. 9\\nIbid.\\nNecessity has no law. 10 md.\\nPanurge had no sooner heard this, but he was upon\\nthe high-rope. chap, xviii.\\nWe saw a knot of others, about a baker s dozen.\\nChap. xxii.\\nOthers made a virtue of necessity. 11 ibid.\\nSpare your breath to cool your porridge. 12 chap, xxviii.\\nI believe he would make three bites of a cherry, ibid.\\n1 See Garrick, page 388. 2 g ee Lyly, page 33.\\n3 See Franklin, page 361. Also Diogenes Laertius, page 762.\\n4 See Shakespeare, page 68. 5 See Shakespeare, page 71.\\n6 Isocrates was in the right to insinuate that what is got over the Devil s\\nback is spent under his belly. Le Sage Gil Bias, booh viii. chap. ix.\\n7 I have other fish to fry. Cervantes: Don Quixote, part ii. chap. xxxv.\\n8 See Burton, page 190. 9 See Scott, page 493.\\n10 See Shakespeare, page 115. n See Chaucer, page 3.\\nI 2 See Plutarch, page 738.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0803.jp2"}, "798": {"fulltext": "774 MONTAIGNE.\\nMICHAEL DE MONTAIGNE. 1533-1592.\\nWorks. 1 Cotton s translation, revised by Hazlitt and Wight)\\nMan in sooth is a marvellous, vain, fickle, and unstable\\nsubject. 2\\nBooh i. Chap. i. That Men by various Ways arrive at the\\nsame End.\\nAll passions that suffer themselves to be relished and\\ndigested are but moderate. 3 chap. u. Of Sorrow.\\nIt is not without good reason said, that he who has not\\na good memory should never take upon him the trade of\\nlying. 4 Chap, ix Of Liars.\\nHe who should teach men to die would at the same\\ntime teach them to live. 5\\nChap, xviii. That Men are not to judge of our Happiness\\ntill after Death.\\nThe laws of conscience, which we pretend to be derived\\nfrom nature, proceed from custom. chap. xxii. Of Custom.\\nAccustom him to everything, that he may not be a Sir\\nParis, a carpet-knight, 6 but a sinewy, hardy, and vigor-\\nous young man. Chap.xxv. Of the Education of Children.\\nWe were halves throughout, and to that degree that\\nmethinks by outliving him I defraud him of his part.\\nChap, xxvii. Of Friendship.\\nThere are some defeats more triumphant than vic-\\ntories. Chap. xxx. Of Cannibals.\\n1 This book of Montaigne the world has indorsed by translating it into\\nall tongues, and printing seventy-five editions of it in Europe. Emerson\\nRepresentative Men. Montaigne.\\n2 See Plutarch, page 730.\\n3 See Raleigh, page 25.\\nCurae leves loquuntur ingentes stupent (Light griefs are loquacious, but\\nthe great are dumb). Seneca Hippolytus, ii. 5, 607.\\n4 See Sidney, page 264.\\nMendacem memorem es e oportere (To be a liar, memory is neces-\\nsary). Quintiltan iv. 2, 91.\\n5 See Tickell, page 313. 6 See Burton, page 187.\\n7 See Bacon, page 171.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0804.jp2"}, "799": {"fulltext": "MONTAIGNE. 775\\nNothing is so firmly believed as what we least know.\\nBook i. Chap, xxxl. Of Divine Ordinances.\\nA wise man never loses anything, if he has himself.\\nChap, xxxuiii. Of Solitude.\\nEven opinion is of force enongh to make itself to be\\nespoused at the expense of life. chap. xL Of Good and Evil\\nPlato says, Tis to no purpose for a sober man to\\nknock at the door of the Muses and Aristotle says\\nthat no excellent soul is exempt from a mixture of\\ntolly. Book ii. Chap. ii. Of Drunkenness.\\n-\u00e2\u0080\u0094For a desperate disease a desperate cure. 2\\nChap. Hi. The Custom of the Isle of Cea.\\nAnd not to serve for a table-talk. 3 ibid.\\nTo which we may add this other Aristotelian consid-\\neration, that he who confers a benefit on any one loves\\nhim better than he is beloved by him again. 4\\nChap. viii. Of the Affection of Fathers.\\nThe middle sort of historians (of which the most part\\nare) spoil all they will chew our meat for us.\\nChap. x. Of Books.\\nThe only good histories are those that have been writ-\\nten by the persons themselves who commanded in the\\naffairs whereof they write. ibid.\\nShe [virtue] requires a rough and stormy passage she\\nwill have either outward difficulties to wrestle with, 5\\nor internal difficulties. chap. xi. Of Cruelty.\\nThere is, nevertheless, a certain respect and a general\\nduty of humanity that ties us, not only to beasts that\\nhave life and sense, but even to trees and plants. ibid.\\n1 See Dryden, page 267. 2 See Shakespeare, page 141.\\n3 See Shakespeare, page 64. 4 Aristotle Ethics, ix. 7.\\n5 See Milton, page 255.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0805.jp2"}, "800": {"fulltext": "776 MONTAIGNE.\\nSome impose upon the world that they believe that\\nwhich they do not others, more in number, make them-\\nselves believe that they believe, not being able to pene-\\ntrate into what it is to believe.\\nBooh ii. Chap. xii. Apology for Raimond Sebond.\\nWhen I play with my cat, who knows whether I do\\nnot make her more sport than she makes me ibid.\\nT is one and the same Nature that rolls on her course,\\nand whoever has sufficiently considered the present state\\nof things might certainly conclude as to both the future\\nand the past. 1 ibid.\\nThe souls of emperors and cobblers are cast in the\\nsame mould. The same reason that makes us wrangle\\nwith a neighbour causes a war betwixt princes. ibid.\\nMan is certainly stark mad he cannot make a worm,\\nand yet he will be making gods by dozens. ibid.\\nWhy may not a goose say thus All the parts of the\\nuniverse I have an interest in the earth serves me to\\nwalk upon, the sun to light me the stars have their\\ninfluence upon me I have such an advantage by the\\nwinds and such by the waters 5 there is nothing that yon\\nheavenly roof looks upon so favourably as me. I am the\\ndarling of Nature Is it not man that keeps and serves\\nme 2 Ibid.\\nArts and sciences are not cast in a mould, but are\\nformed and perfected by degrees, by often handling and\\npolishing, as bears leisurely lick their cubs into form. 8\\nIbid.\\nHe that I am reading seems always to have the most\\nforce. Ibid.\\n1 See Plutarch, page 726.\\n2 See Pope, page 318.\\n3 See Burton, page 186.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0806.jp2"}, "801": {"fulltext": "MONTAIGNE. 777\\nApollo said that every one s true worship was that\\nwhich he found in use in the place where he chanced\\nto be. 1 Booh ii. Chap. xii. Apology for Raimond Sebond.\\nHow many worthy men have we seen survive their\\nOWn reputation 2 Chap. xvi. Of Glory.\\nThe mariner of old said to Neptune in a great tempest,\\nGod thou mayest save me if thou wilt, and if thou\\nwilt thou mayest destroy me but whether or no, I will\\nsteer my rudder true. 3 ma.\\nOne may be humble out of pride.\\nChap. xvii. Of Presumption.\\nI find that the best virtue I have has in it some tinc-\\nture of vice. Chap. xx. That we taste nothing pure.\\nSaying is one thing, doing another.\\nChap. xxxi. Of Anger.\\nIs it not a noble farce, wherein kings, republics, and\\nemperors have for so many ages played their parts, and\\nto which the whole vast universe serves for a theatre 4\\nChap, xxxvi. Of the most Excellent Men.\\nNature forms us for ourselves, not for others to be,\\nnot to seem.\\nChap, xxxvii. Of the Resemblance of Children to their Brothers.\\nThere never was in the world two opinions alike, no\\nmore than two hairs or two grains the most universal\\nquality is diversity. 5\\nOf the Resemblance of Children to their Fathers.\\nThe public weal requires that men should betray and\\nlie and massacre. Booh in. Chap. i. Of Prof t and Honesty.\\nLike rowers, who advance backward. 6 ibid.\\nI speak truth, not so much as I would, but as much as\\nI dare and I dare a little the more as I grow older.\\nChap ii. Of Repentance.\\n1 Xenophon Mem. Socratis, i. 3, 1. 2 See Bentley, page 284.\\n3 Seneca Epistle 85. 4 g ee Shakespeare, page 69.\\n5 See Browne, page 218. 6 s ee Burton, page 186.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0807.jp2"}, "802": {"fulltext": "778 MONTAIGNE.\\nFew men have been admired by their own domestics. 1\\nBooh Hi. Chap. ii. Of Repentance.\\nIt happens as with cages the birds without despair\\nto get in, and those within despair of getting out. 2\\nChap. v. Upon some Verses of Virgil.\\nAnd to bring in a new word by the head and shoulders,\\nthey leave out the old one. ibid.\\nAll the world knows me in my book, and my book in\\nme. ibid.\\nT is so much to be a king, that he only is so by being\\nso. The strange lustre that surrounds him conceals and\\nshrouds him from us our sight is there broken and\\ndissipated, being stopped and filled by the prevailing\\nlight. Chap. vii. Of the Inconveniences of Greatness.\\nWe are born to inquire after truth; it belongs to a\\ngreater power to possess it. It is not, as Democritus\\nsaid, hid in the bottom of the deeps, but rather elevated\\nto an infinite height in the divine knowledge. 4\\nChap. viii. Of the Art of Conversation.\\nI moreover affirm that our wisdom itself, and wisest\\nconsultations, for the most part commit themselves to\\nthe conduct of chance. 5 ibid.\\nWhat if he has borrowed the matter and spoiled the\\nform, as it oft falls out 6 ibid.\\nThe oldest and best known evil was ever more support-\\nable than one that was new and untried. 7\\nChap. ix. Of Vanity.\\n1 See Plutarch, page 740.\\n2 See Davies, page 176.\\n3 See Tennyson, page 629.\\n4 Lactantius Divin. Inst it. Hi. 28.\\n5 Although men flatter themselves with their great actions, they are not\\nso often the result of great design as of chance. Rochefoucauld\\nMaxim 57.\\n6 See Churchill, page 413.\\n7 Livy, xxiii. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0808.jp2"}, "803": {"fulltext": "MONTAIGNE. 779\\nNot because Socrates said so, I look upon all men\\nas my compatriots. Book Hi. Chap. ix. Of Vanity.\\nMy appetite comes to me while eating. 1 Ibid%\\nThere is no man so good, who, were he to submit all\\nhis thoughts and actions to the laws, would not deserve\\nhanging ten times in his life. lbidt\\nSaturninus said, Comrades, you have lost a good cap-\\ntain to make him an ill general. Ibidt\\nA little folly is desirable in him that will not be guilty\\nof stupidity. 2 ji id%\\nHabit is a second nature. 3 ^f iapt Xt\\nWe seek and offer ourselves to be gulled.\\nChap. xl. Of Cripples.\\nI have never seen a greater monster or miracle in the\\nworld than myself. 7^\\nMen are most apt to believe what they least under-\\nstand, iud.\\nI have here only made a nosegay of culled flowers, and\\nhave brought nothing of my own but the thread that ties\\nthem together. Chap. xii. Of Physiognomy.\\nAmongst so many borrowed things, I am glad if I\\ncan steal one, disguising and altering it for some new\\nservice. 4 md.\\nI am further of opinion that it would be better for us\\nto have [no laws] at all than to have them in so prodigious\\nnumbers as we have. Chap. xiii. Of Experience.\\nThere is more ado to interpret interpretations than to\\ninterpret the things, and more books upon books than\\nupon all other subjects we do nothing but comment\\nupon one another. ibid.\\n1 See Rabelais, page 771. 2 See Walpole, page 389.\\n3 See Shakespeare, page 44. 4 See Churchill, page 413.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0809.jp2"}, "804": {"fulltext": "780 MONTAIGNE. DU BAKTAS.\\nFor truth itself has not the privilege to be spoken at\\nall times and in all SOrtS. Book Hi. Chap. xiii. Of Experience.\\nThe diversity of physical arguments and opinions\\nembraces all sorts of methods. ibid.\\nLet us a little permit Nature to take her own way\\nshe better understands her own affairs than we. ibid.\\nI have ever loved to repose myself, whether sitting or\\nlying, with my heels as high or higher than my head.\\nIbid.\\nI, who have so much and so universally adored this\\napLo-rov fxirpov, excellent mediocrity/ of ancient times,\\nand who have concluded the most moderate measure the\\nmost perfect, shall I pretend to an unreasonable and\\nprodigious old age ibid.\\nDU BAETAS. 1544-1590.\\n(From his Divine WeeJces and Workes translated by\\nJ. Sylvester.)\\nThe world s a stage 2 where God s omnipotence,\\nHis justice, knowledge, love, and providence\\nDo act the parts. First Week, First Day.\\nAnd reads, though running, 8 all these needful motions.\\nIbid.\\nMercy and justice, marching cheek by joule. ibid.\\n]STot unlike the bear which bringeth forth\\nIn the end of thirty dayes a shapeless birth\\nBut after licking, it in shape she drawes,\\nAnd by degrees she fashions out the pawes,\\nThe head, and neck, and finally doth bring\\nTo a perfect beast that first deformed thing. 4 ibid.\\n1 See Cowper, page 424. 2 See Shakespeare. pac:e 69.\\n3 See Cowper, page 422. 4 See Burton, page 186.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0810.jp2"}, "805": {"fulltext": "DU BARTAS. 781\\nWhat is well clone is done soon enough.\\nFirst Week, First Day.\\nAnd swans seem whiter if swart crowes be by. ibid.\\nNight s black mantle covers all alike. 1 ibid.\\nHot and cold, and moist and dry. 2 Second Day.\\nMuch like the French (or like ourselves, their apes),\\nWho with strange habit do disguise their shapes\\nWho loving novels, full of affectation,\\nEeceive the manners of each other nation. 3 ibid.\\nWith tooth and nail. ibid.\\nFrom the foure corners of the worlde doe haste. 4 ibid.\\nOft seen in forehead of the frowning skies. 5 ibid.\\nFrom north to south, from east to west. 6 ibid.\\nBright-flaming, heat-full fire,\\nThe source of motion. 7 ibid.\\nNot that the earth doth yield\\nIn hill or dale, in forest or in field,\\nA rarer plant. 8 Third Day.\\nT is what you will, or will be what you would. ibid.\\nOr savage beasts upon a thousand hils. 9 ibid.\\n1 Come, civil mght, with thy black mantle. Shakespeare Bo-\\nrneo and Juliet, act Hi. sc. 2.\\n2 See Milton, page 229.\\n3 Eeport of fashions in proud Italy,\\nWhose manners still our apish nation\\nLimps after in base imitation.\\nShakespeare Richard II. act ii. sc. 1.\\n4 See Shakespeare, page 80.\\n5 See Milton, page 248.\\n6 From north to south, from east to west. Shakespeare Winter s\\nTale, act i. sc. 2.\\n7 Heat considered as a Mode of Motion (title of a treatise, 1863). John\\nTyndall.\\n8 See Marlowe, page 40.\\n9 The cattle upon a thousand hills. Psalm i. 10.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0811.jp2"}, "806": {"fulltext": "782 DU BARTAS.\\nTo man the earth seems altogether\\nNo more a mother, but a step-dame rather. 1\\nFirst Week, Third Day.\\nFor where s the state beneath the firmament\\nThat doth excel the bees for government 2\\nFifth Day, Part i.\\nA good turn at need,\\nAt first or last, shall be assur d of meed. sixth Day.\\nThere is no theam more plentifull to scan\\nThan is the glorious goodly frame of man. 3 jua.\\nThese lovely lamps, these windows of the soul. 4 ibid.\\nOr almost like a spider, who, confin d\\nIn her web s centre, shakt with every winde,\\nMoves in an instant if the buzzing flie\\nStir but a string of her lawn canapie. 5 ibid.\\nEven as a surgeon, minding off to cut\\nSome cureless limb, before in lire he put\\nHis violent engins on the vicious member,\\nBringeth his patient in a senseless slumber,\\nAnd grief-less then (guided by use and art),\\nTo save the whole, sawes off th infested part. ibid.\\nTwo souls in one, two hearts into one heart. 6 ibid.\\nWhich serves for cynosure 7\\nTo all that sail upon the sea obscure. Seventh Day.\\n1 See Pliny, page 717.\\n2 So work the honey-bees,\\nCreatures that by a rule in Xature teach\\nThe act of order to a peopled kingdom.\\nShakespeare Henry V. act i. sc. 3.\\n3 See Pope, page 31.4.\\n4 Ere I let fall the windows of mine eyes. Shakespeare: Richard III.\\nact v. sc. 3.\\n5 See Davies, page 176.\\n6 See Pope, page 340.\\n7 See Milton, page 248.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0812.jp2"}, "807": {"fulltext": "DU BART AS. 783\\nYielding more wholesome food than all the messes\\nThat now taste-curious wanton plenty dresses. 1\\nSecond Week, First Day, Part i.\\nTurning our seed-wheat-kennel tares,\\nTo burn-grain thistle, and to vaporie darnel,\\nCockle, wild oats, rough burs, corn-cumbring\\nTares. 2 Part Hi.\\nIn every hedge and ditch both day and night\\nWe fear our death, of every leafe affright. 3 ibid.\\nDog, ounce, bear, and bull,\\nWolfe, lion, horse. 4 md.\\nApoplexie and lethargie,\\nAs forlorn hope, assault the enemy. jud.\\nLiving from hand to mouth. p ar t iv.\\nIn the jaws of death. 5 ibid.\\nDid thrust as now in others corn his sickle. 6\\nSecond Bay, Part ii.\\nWill change the pebbles of our puddly thought\\nTo orient pearls. 7 Third Day, Part i.\\nSoft carpet-knights, all scenting musk and amber. 8 md.\\nThe will for deed I doe accept. 9 Part a.\\ni See Milton, page 248.\\n2 Crowird with rank fumiter and furrow-weeds,\\nWith burdocks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers,\\nDarnel, and all the idle weeds that grow\\nIn our sustaining corn.\\nShakespeare Lear, act iv. sc. 4.\\n3 See Shakespeare, page 48.\\n4 Lion, bear, or wolf, or bull. Shakespeare A Midsummer NighVs\\nDream, act ii. sc. 1.\\n5 See Shakespeare, page 77.\\n6 See Publius Syrus, page 711.\\n7 See Milton, page 234.\\nOrient pearls. Shakespeare A Midsummer NighVs Dream, act iv,\\nsc. 1.\\n8 See Burton, page 187.\\n9 See Swift, page 292.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0813.jp2"}, "808": {"fulltext": "784 DU BARTAS. CERVANTES.\\nOnly that he may conform\\nTo tyrant Custom. 1 Second Week, Third Day, Part ii.\\nSweet grave aspect. 2 Fourth Day, Book i.\\nWho breaks his faith, no faith is held with him. Book ii.\\nWho well lives, long lives for this age of ours\\nShould not be numbered by years, daies, and hours. 3\\nIbid.\\nMy lovely living boy,\\nMy hope, my hap, my love, my life, my joy. 4 ibid.\\nOut of the book of ISTatur s learned brest. 5 ibid.\\nMesh of thy flesh, nor yet bone of thy bone. ibid.\\nThrough thick and thin, both over hill and plain. 6\\nBook iv.\\nWeakened and wasted to skin and bone. 7 jbid.\\nI take the world to be but as a stage,\\nWhere net-maskt men do play their personage. 8\\nDialogue between Eeraclitus and Democritus.\\nMade no more bones. The Maiden Blush.\\nMIGUEL DE CEEVANTES. 1547-1616.\\nLockhart s Translation\\nI was so free with him as not to mince the matter.\\nThe Author s Preface.\\nThey can expect nothing but their labour for their\\npains. 9 ibid.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 151.\\n2 See Shakespeare, page 99. Also Milton, page 227.\\n3 See Sheridan, page 443.\\n4 My fair son\\nMy life, my joy, my food, my all the world.\\nShakespeare: King John, act Hi. sc 4.\\n5 The book of Nature is that which the physician must read and to do\\nso he must walk over the leaves. Paracelsus, 1490-1541. (From the\\nEncyclopaedia Britannica, ninth edition, vol. xviii. p. 234.)\\n6 See Spenser, page 28. 7 See Byrom, page 351.\\n8 See Shakespeare, page 69. 9 See Shakespeare, page 101.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0814.jp2"}, "809": {"fulltext": "CERVANTES. 785\\nAs ill-luck would have it. 1 Parti. Boole i. Chap.il\\nThe brave man carves out his fortune, and every man\\nis the son of his own works. 2 Chap, iv.\\nWhich I have earned with the sweat of my brows.\\nIbid.\\nCan we ever have too much of a good thing 3\\nChap. vi.\\nThe charging of his enemy was but the work of a\\nmoment. C ha P via.\\nAnd had a face like a blessing. 4 Booh a. Chap. iv.\\nIt is a true saying that a man must eat a peck of salt\\nwith his friend before he knows him. Book Hi. Chap. i.\\nFortune leaves always some door open to come at a\\nremedy. TUd.\\nFair and softly goes far. chap. a.\\nPlain as the nose on a man s face. 5 chap. iv.\\nLet me leap out of the frying-pan into the fire 6 or,\\nout of God s blessing into the warm sun. 7 ibid.\\nYou are taking the wrong sow by the ear. 8 /bid.\\nBell, book, and candle. ibid.\\nLet the worst come to the worst. 9 Chap. v.\\nYou are come off now with a whole skin. ibid.\\nFear is sharp-sighted, and can see things under ground,\\nand much more in the skies. chap. vi.\\nIll-luck, you know, seldom comes alone. 10 ibid.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 46.\\n2 See Bacon, page 167.\\n3 See Shakespeare, page 71.\\n4 He had a face like a benediction. Jarvis s translation.\\n5 See Shakespeare, page 44. 6 g ee Hey wood, page 18.\\n7 See Hey wood, page 17. 8 See Hey wood, page 19.\\n9 See Middleton, page 172. io See Shakespeare, page 143.\\n50", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0815.jp2"}, "810": {"fulltext": "786 CERVANTES.\\nWhy do you lead me a wild-goose chase\\nPart i. Booh Hi. Chap, vi.\\nI find my familiarity with thee has bred contempt. 1\\nibid.\\nThe more thou stir it, the worse it will be. ibid.\\nNow had Aurora displayed her mantle over the blush-\\ning skies, and dark night withdrawn her sable veil, ibid,\\nI tell thee, that is Mambrino s helmet. chap. mi.\\nGive me but that, and let the world rub there I 11\\nstick. Ibid.\\nSure as a gun. 2 ibid.\\nSing away sorrow, cast away care. chap. via.\\nThank you for nothing. ibid.\\nAfter meat comes mustard or, like money to a starv-\\ning man at sea, when there are no victuals to be bought\\nwith it. ibid.\\nOf good natural parts and of a liberal education.\\nibid.\\nWould puzzle a convocation of casuists to resolve their\\ndegrees of consanguinity. ibid.\\nLet every man mind his own business. ibid.\\nMurder will out. 3 ibid.\\nThou art a cat, and a rat, and a coward. ibid.\\nIt is the part of a wise man to keep himself to-day for\\nto-morrow, and not to venture all his eggs in one basket.\\nChap. ix.\\nI know what s what, and have always taken care of\\nthe main chance. 4 ibid.\\nThe ease of my burdens, the staff of my life. ibid.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page 45. 2 See Butler, page 211.\\n3 See Chaucer, page 5. 4 See Lyly, page 33.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0816.jp2"}, "811": {"fulltext": "CERVANTES. 787\\nI am almost frighted out of my seven senses. 1\\nPart i. Booh Hi. Chap. ix.\\nWithin a stone s throw of it. jud.\\nLet us make hay while the sun shines. 2 chap. xi.\\nI never thrust my nose into other men s porridge. It\\nis no bread and butter of mine every man for himself,\\nand God for us all. 3 nid.\\nLittle said is soonest mended. 4 iud,\\nA close mouth catches no flies. jhid.\\nShe may guess what I should perform in the wet, if I\\ndo so much in the dry. j^ m\\nYou are a devil at everything, and there is no kind of\\nthing in the versal world but what you can turn your\\nhand to. Ioidm\\nIt will grieve me so to the heart, that I shall cry my\\neyes out. Ibid\\n_Delay always breeds danger. 5 Booh k. Chap. a.\\nThey must needs go whom the Devil drives. 6 chap. w.\\nA bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. 7 jud.\\nMore knave than fool. 8 J old.\\nI can tell where my own shoe pinches me and you\\nmust not think, sir, to catch old birds with chaff.\\nChap. v.\\nI never saw a more dreadful battle in my born days.\\nChap. viii.\\nHere is the devil-and-all to pay. chap. x.\\nI begin to smell a rat. 9 jud.\\n1 See Scott, page 493. 2 g ee Heywood, page 10.\\n3 See Heywood, page 20. See Wither, page 200.\\n5 See Shakespeare, page 93. 6 s ee Heywood, page 18.\\n7 See Heywood, page 15. Also Plutarch, page 740.\\n8 See Marlowe, page 41. 9 See Middleton, page 172.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0817.jp2"}, "812": {"fulltext": "788 CERV ANTES.\\nI will take my corporal oath, on it.\\nPart i. Booh iv. Chap. x.\\nIt is past all controversy that what costs dearest is,\\nand ought to be, most valued. chap. xi.\\nI would have nobody to control me I would be abso-\\nlute and who but I Now, he that is absolute can do\\nwhat he likes he that can do what he likes can take his\\npleasure he that can take his pleasure can be content\\nand he that can be content has no more to desire. So\\nthe matter 7 s over and come what will come, I am satis-\\nfied. Chap, xxiii.\\nWhen the head aches, all the members partake of the\\npain. 2 Part ii. Chap. ii.\\nHe has done like Orbaneja, the painter of Ubeda, who,\\nbeing asked what he painted, answered, As it may hit\\nand when he had scrawled out a misshapen cock, was\\nforced to write underneath, in Gothic letters, This is a\\nCOCk. 3 Chap. in.\\nThere are men that will make you books, and turn\\nthem loose into the world, with as much dispatch as they\\nwould do a dish of fritters. ibid.\\nThere is no book so bad, said the bachelor, but\\nsomething good may be found in it. 4 ibid.\\nEvery man is as Heaven made him, and sometimes a\\ngreat deal worse. Chap. iv.\\ni I would do what I pleased and doing what I pleased, I should have my\\nwill; and having my will, I should be contented; and when one is contented,\\nthere is no more to be desired and when there is no more to be desired,\\nthere is an end of it. Jarvis s translation.\\n2 For let our linger ache, and it endues\\nOur other healthful members even to that sense\\nOf pain. Othello, act in. sc. 4.\\n3 The painter Orbaneja of Ubeda, if he chanced to draw a cock, he wrote\\nunder it, This is a cock, lest the people should take it for a fox. Jar-\\nvis s translation.\\n4 See Pliny the Younger, page 748.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0818.jp2"}, "813": {"fulltext": "CERVANTES. 789\\nSpare your breath to cool your porridge. 1\\nPart ii. Chap. v.\\nA little in one s own pocket is better than much in\\nanother man s purse. Chap. vii.\\nRemember the old saying, Faint heart never won fair\\nlady. 2 Chap. x.\\nThere is a remedy for all things but death, which will\\nbe sure to lay us out flat some time or other. ibid.\\nAre we to mark this day with a white or a black\\nstone Ibid.\\nLet every man look before he leaps. a Chap, xiv.\\nThe pen is the tongue of the mind. chap, xvi\\nThere were but two families in the world, Have-much\\nand Have-little. chap. xx.\\nHe has an oar in every man s boat, and a finger in\\nevery pie. Chap.xxii.\\nPatience, and shuffle the cards. chap, xxiii.\\nComparisons are odious. 4 md.\\nTell me thy company, and I will tell thee what thou\\nart. Chap, xxiii.\\nThe proof of the pudding is the eating. chap. xxiv.\\nHe is as like one, as one egg is like another. 5\\nChap, xxvii.\\nYou can see farther into a millstone than he. 6\\nChap, xxviii.\\n1 See Rabelais, page 773.\\n2 Spenser Britain s Ida, canto v. stanza 1. Ellerton George a-\\nGreene (a Ballad). Whetstone Roche of Regard. Burns To Dr.\\nBlacklock. Colman Love Laughs at Lochsmiths, act i.\\n3 See Hey wood, page 9.\\n4 See Fortescue, page 7.\\n5 See Rabelais, page 773. Also Shakespeare, page 77.\\n6 See Heywood, page 13.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0819.jp2"}, "814": {"fulltext": "790 CERVANTES.\\nSancho Panza by name, is my own self, if I was not\\nchanged in my cradle. Part ii. Chap. xxx.\\nSit there, clod-pate cried he for let me sit\\nwherever I will, that will still be the upper end, and\\nthe place of worship to thee. x chap, xxxi,\\nBuilding castles in the air, 2 and making yourself a\\nlaughing-stock. ibid.\\nIt is good to live and learn. chap, xxxii.\\nHe is as mad as a March hare. 3 chap, xxxin.\\nI must follow him through thick and thin. 4 ibid.\\nThere is no love lost between us. 5 ibid.\\nIn the night all cats are gray. 6 ibid.\\nAll is not gold that glisters. 7 ibid.\\nI can look sharp as well as another, and let me alone\\nto keep the cobwebs out of my eyes. ibid.\\nHonesty is the best policy. ibid.\\nTime ripens all things. No man is born wise. fud.\\nA good name is better than riches. 8 ibid.\\nI drink when I have occasion, and sometimes when I\\nhave no occasion. ibid.\\nAn honest man s word is as good as his bond. ibid.\\nHeaven s help is better than early rising. Chap, xxxiv.\\nI have other fish to fry. 9 Chap. xxxv.\\n1 Sit thee down, chaff-threshing churl for let me sit where I will, that is\\nthe upper end to thee. Jarvis s translation.\\nThis is generally placed in the mouth of Macgregor Where Mac-\\ngregor sits, there is the head of the table. Emerson quotes it, in his\\nu American Scholar, as the saying of Macdonald, and Theodore Parker as\\nthe saying of the Highlander.\\n2 See Burton, page 187. 3 See Heywood, page 18.\\n4 See Spenser, page 28. 5 See Middleton, page 173.\\n6 See Heywood, page 11. 7 See Chaucer, page 5.\\n8 See Publius Syrus, page 708. 9 See Rabelais, page 773.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0820.jp2"}, "815": {"fulltext": "CERVANTES. 791\\nThere is a time for some things, and a time for all\\nthings a time for great things, and a time for small\\nthings. 1 Part ii. Chap. xxxv.\\nBut all in good time. chap, xxxvi.\\nMatters will go swimmingly. ibid.\\nMany go out for wool, and come home shorn them-\\nselves. Chap, xxxvii.\\nThey had best not stir the rice, though it sticks to the\\npot. ibid.\\nGood wits jump 2 a word to the wise is enough. ibid.\\nYou may as well expect pears from an elm. 3 chap. xl.\\nMake it thy business to know thyself, which is the\\nmost difficult lesson in the world. 4 chap. xlii.\\nYou cannot eat your cake and have your cake; 5 and\\nstore s no sore. 6 chap, xliii.\\nDiligence is the mother of good fortune. ibid.\\nWhat a man has, so much he is sure of. ibid.\\nWhen a man says, Get out of my house what would\\nyou have with my wife there is no answer to be made.\\nibid.\\nThe pot calls the kettle black. ibid.\\nThis peck of troubles. chap. Itii.\\nWhen thou art at Rome, do as they do at Rome. 7\\nChap. liv.\\nMany count their chickens before they are hatched\\nand where they expect bacon, meet with broken bones.\\nChap. Iv.\\n1 To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose. Ecclesi-\\ntes Hi. 1.\\n2 See Sterne, page 378. 3 See Publius Syrus, page 712.\\n4 See Chaucer, page 4. 5 See Heywood, page 20.\\n6 See Heywood, page 11. 7 See Burton, page 193.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0821.jp2"}, "816": {"fulltext": "792 CERVANTES.\\nMy thoughts ran a wool-gathering and I did like the\\ncountryman who looked for his ass while he was mounted\\nOn his back. Part ii. Chap. Ivii.\\nLiberty is one of the most valuable blessings that\\nHeaven has bestowed upon mankind. chap, iviii.\\nAs they use to say, spick and span new. 1 iud.\\nI think it a very happy accident. 2 ibid.\\nI shall be as secret as the grave. chap. ixii.\\nNow, blessings light on him that first invented this\\nsame sleep It covers a man all over, thoughts and all,\\nlike a cloak; it is meat for the hungry, drink for the\\nthirsty, heat for the cold, and cold for the hot. It is the\\ncurrent coin that purchases all the pleasures of the world\\ncheap, and the balance that sets the king and the shep-\\nherd, the fool and the wise man, even. 8 chap, ixviii.\\nRome was not built in a day. 4 chap. ixxi.\\nThe ass will carry his load, but not a double load;\\nride not a free horse to death. ibid.\\nNever look for birds of this year in the nests of the\\nlast. 6 Chap. Ixxiv.\\nDon t put too fine a point to your wit for fear it should\\nget blunted. The Little Gypsy {La Gitanilla).\\nMy heart is wax moulded as she pleases, but enduring\\nas marble to retain. 6 ibid.\\ni See Middleton, page 172.\\n2 See Middleton, page 174.\\n3 Blessing on him who invented sleep, the mantle that covers all human\\nthoughts, the food that appeases hunger, the drink that quenches thirst, the\\nfire that warms cold, the cold that moderates heat, and, lastly, the general\\ncoin that purchases all things, the balance and weight that equals the shep-\\nherd with the king, and the simple with the wise. Jarvis s translation.\\n4 See Hey wood, page 15.\\n5 See Longfellow, page 613.\\n6 See Byron, page 554.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0822.jp2"}, "817": {"fulltext": "SCHTDONI. SIRMOXD. VOX LOGAU. 793\\nBARTHOLOMEW SCHIDOXI. 1560-1616.\\nI, too, was born in Arcadia. 1\\nJOHX SIKilOXD. 1589 -1619.\\nIf on ray theme I rightly think,\\nThere are five reasons why men drink,\\nGood wine, a friend, because I m dry,\\nOr lest I should be by and by,\\nOr any other reason why. 2 Causa Bibendi.\\nFEIEDEICH VON LOGAU. 1601-1655.\\nThough the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind\\nexceeding small 3\\nThough with patience He stands waiting, with exactness\\ngrinds He all. Retribution. (Sinngedichte.)\\nI\\\\Ian-like is it to fall into sin,\\nFiend-like is it to dwell therein\\nChrist-like is it for sin to grieve,\\nGod-like is it all sin to leave. sin. {Ibid.)\\n1 Goethe adopted this motto for his Travels in Italy.\\n2 These lines are a translation of a Latin epigram (erroneously ascribed\\nto Henry Aldrieh in the Biographia Britannica/ second edition, vol. i.\\np. 131), which Menage and De la Monnoye attribute to Pere Sirmond\\nSi bene commemim, causae sunt quinque bibendi:\\nHospitis adventus: prsesens sitis atque futura;\\nEt vini bonitas, et quaelibet altera causa.\\n3Ienagio.no., vol. i.p. 172.\\n3 See Herbert, page 206.\\nOi//f deou /jlvAoi dXeovci rb X^tttop 6,\\\\evpov. Oracula SibyUiono. liber\\nviii. line 14.\\nOxpe OcGov eov(Ti fJtvXoi, hXiovai 5e Xenrd. Leutsch AXD Schnei-\\ndewin: Corpus Parcemiographorum G-r corum, vol. i.p. 444.\\nSextus Empiricns is the first writer who has presented the whole of the\\nadage cited by Plutarch in his treatise Concerning such whom God is slow\\nto punish.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0823.jp2"}, "818": {"fulltext": "794 DE BEXSERADE. LA ROCHEFOUCAULD.\\nISAAC DE BENSEKADE. 1612-1691.\\nIn bed we laugh, in bed we cry\\nAnd, born in bed, in bed we die.\\nThe near approach, a bed may show\\nOf human bliss to human woe. 1\\nFRANCIS, DUC DE LA ROCHEFOUCAULD.\\n1613-1680.\\n(Reflections, or Sentences and Moral Maxims.)\\nOur virtues are most frequently but vices disguised. 2\\nWe have all sufficient strength to endure the misfor-\\ntunes of Others. Maxim 19.\\nPhilosophy triumphs easily over past evils and future\\nevils but present evils triumph over it. 3 Maxim 22.\\nWe need greater virtues to sustain good than evil for-\\ntune. Maxim 25.\\nNeither the sun nor death can be looked at with a\\nsteady eye. Maxim 26.\\nInterest speaks all sorts of tongues, and plays all sorts\\nof parts, even that of disinterestedness. Maxim 39,\\nWe are never so happy or so unhappy as we suppose.\\nMaxim 49.\\nThere are few people who would not be ashamed of\\nbeing loved when they love no longer. Maxim 71,\\n1 Translated by Samuel Johnson.\\n2 This epigraph, which is the key to the system of La Rochefoucauld, is\\nfound in another form as No. 179 of the Maxims of the first edition, 1665\\nit is omitted from the second and third, and reappears for the first time in\\nthe fourth edition at the head of the Reflections. Aime Martin.\\n3 See Goldsmith, page 401", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0824.jp2"}, "819": {"fulltext": "LA ROCHEFOUCAULD. 795\\nTrue love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about\\nand few have seen. Maxim 76.\\nThe love of justice is simply, in the majority of men,\\nthe fear of suffering injustice. Maxim 78.\\nSilence is the best resolve for him who distrusts him-\\nSelf. Maxim 79.\\nFriendship is only a reciprocal conciliation of inter-\\nests, and an exchange of good offices it is a species of\\ncommerce out of which self-love always expects to gain\\nsomething. Maxim 83.\\nA man who is ungrateful is often less to blame than\\nhis benefactor. Maxim 96.\\nThe understanding is always the dupe of the heart.\\nMaxim 102.\\nNothing is given so profusely as advice. Maxim no.\\nThe true way to be deceived is to think oneself more\\nknowing than others. Maxim 127.\\nUsually we praise only to be praised. Maxim 146.\\nOur repentance is not so much regret for the ill we\\nhave done as fear of the ill that may happen to us in\\nconsequence. Maxim iso.\\nMost people judge men only by success or by fortune.\\nMaxim 212.\\nHypocrisy is the homage vice pays to virtue.\\nMaxim 218.\\nToo great haste to repay an obligation is a kind of\\ningratitude. Maxim 226.\\nThere is great ability in knowing how to conceal one s\\nability. Maxim 245.\\nThe pleasure of love is in loving. TVe are happier in\\nthe passion we feel than in that we inspire. 1 Maxim 259.\\n1 See Shelley, page 566.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0825.jp2"}, "820": {"fulltext": "796 LA KOCHEFOUCAULD.\\nWe always like those who admire us we do not\\nalways like those whom we admire. Maxim 294.\\nThe gratitude of most men is but a secret desire of\\nreceiving greater benefits. 1 Maxim 298.\\nLovers are never tired of each other, though they\\nalways speak of themselves. Maxim 312.\\nWe pardon in the degree that we love. Maxim 330.\\nWe hardly find any persons of good sense save those\\nwho agree with us. 2 Maxim 347.\\nThe greatest fault of a penetrating wit is to go beyond\\nthe mark. Maxim 377.\\nWe may give advice, but we cannot inspire the con-\\nduct. Maxim 378.\\nThe veracity which increases with old age is not far\\nfrom folly. Maxim 416.\\nIn their first passion women love their lovers, in all\\nthe others they love love. 8 Maxim 471.\\nQuarrels would not last long if the fault was only on\\nOne Side. Maxim 496.\\nIn the adversity of our best friends we often find\\nsomething that is not exactly displeasing. 4\\n1 See Walpole, page 304.\\n2 That was excellently observed, say I when I read a passage in\\nanother where his opinion agrees with mine. When we differ, then I pro-\\nnounce him to be mistaken. Swift: Thoughts on Various Subjects.\\n3 See Byron, page 557.\\n4 This reflection, No. 99 in the edition of 1665, the author suppressed\\nin the third edition.\\nIn all distresses of our friends\\nWe first consult our private ends\\nWhile Nature, kindly bent to ease us,\\nPoints out some circumstance to please us.\\nDean Swift A Paraphrase of Rochefoucauld 1 s\\nMaxim.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0826.jp2"}, "821": {"fulltext": "LA FONTAINE. MOL1ERE. 797\\nJ. DE LA FONTAINE. 1621-1695.\\nThe opinion of the strongest is always the best.\\nThe Wdf and the Lamb. Book t. Fable 10.\\nBy the work one knows the workman.\\nThe Hornets and the Bees. Fab .e 21,\\nIt is a donble pleasure to deceive the deceiver.\\nThe Cock and the Fox. Bool; il. Fable 15.\\nIt is impossible to please all the world and one s\\nfather. Book m. Fable i.\\nIn everything one must consider the end. 1\\nThe Fox and the Gnat. Fable 5.\\nThey are too green/ he said, and only good for\\nfools. 2 The Fox and the Grapes. Fable 11.\\nHelp thyself, and God will help thee. 3\\nBool: vi. Fable 18.\\nThe fly of the Coach. Book mi. Fable 9.\\nThe Sign brings Customers. The Fortune-Tellers. Fable 15.\\nLet ignorance talk as it will, learning has its value.\\nThe Use of Knowledge. Book viii. Fable 19.\\nSo path of flowers leads to glory. Book x. Fable 14.\\nJEAN BAPTISTE MOLIERE. 1622-1673.\\nThe world, dear Agnes, is a strange affair.\\nL Ecole des Femmes. Act ii. 8c. 6.\\nThere are fagots and fagots.\\nLe Medecin malgre lui. Act i. Sc. 6.\\nTV e have changed all that. Act a. Sc. 6.\\nAlthough I am a pious man. I am not the less a man.\\nLe Tartuffe. Act ill. Sc. 3.\\n1 Remember the end. and thou shalt never do amiss. Ecclesiastlcus\\nHi. 36.\\n2 Sour grapes.\\n3 See Herbert, page 206.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0827.jp2"}, "822": {"fulltext": "798 MOLIERE. PASCAL.\\nThe real Amphitryon is the Amphitryon who gives\\ndinners. Amphitryon. Act Hi. Sc. 5.\\nAh that I You would have it so, you would have\\nit so George Dandin, you would have it so This suits\\nyou very nicely, and you are served right; you have\\nprecisely what you deserve. George Dandin. Act i. Sc. 19.\\nTell me to whom you are addressing yourself when\\nyou say that.\\nI am addressing myself I am addressing myself to\\nmy cap. L Avare. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nThe beautiful eyes of my cash-box. Act v. Sc. 3.\\nYou are speaking before a man to whom all Naples is\\nknown. Sc. 5.\\nMy fair one, let us swear an eternal friendship. 2\\nLe Bourgeois Gentilliomme. Act iv. Sc. 1.\\nI will maintain it before the whole world. Sc. 5.\\nWhat the devil did he want in that galley 3\\nLes Fourberies de Scapin. Act ii. Sc. 11.\\nGrammar, which knows how to control even kings. 4\\nLes Femmes savantes. Act ii. Sc. 6.\\nAh, there are no longer any children\\nLe Malade Imaginaire. Act ii. Sc. 11.\\nBLAISE PASCAL. 1623-1662.\\n(Translated by 0. W. Wight.)\\nMan is but a reed, the weakest in nature, but he is a\\nthinking reed. Thoughts. Chap. ii. 10.\\nIt is not permitted to the most equitable of men to be\\na judge in his own cause. chap. iv. l.\\n1 See Dryden, page 277. 2 See Frere, page 462.\\n3 Borrowed from Cyrano de Bergerac s kt Pe dant jotie act ii. sc. 4.\\n4 Sigismund I. at the Council of Constance, 1414, said to a prelate who\\nhad objected to his Majesty s grammar, Ego sum rex Romanus, et supra\\ngrammaticam (I am the Roman emperor, and am above grammar).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0828.jp2"}, "823": {"fulltext": "PASCAL. BOILEAU. 799\\nMontaigne 1 is wrong in declaring that custom ought\\nto be followed simply because it is custom, and not be-\\ncause it is reasonable Or just. Thoughts. Chap. iv. 6,\\nThus we never live, but we hope to live and always\\ndisposing ourselves to be happy, it is inevitable that we\\nnever become so. 2 chap. v. 2.\\nIf the nose of Cleopatra had been shorter, the whole\\nface of the earth would have been changed. chap. via. 29.\\nThe last thing that we find in making a book is to\\nknow what we must put first. chap. ix. 30.\\nRivers are highways that move on, and bear us whither\\nwe wish to go. 38.\\nWhat a chimera, then, is man what a novelty, what\\na monster, what a chaos, what a subject of contradiction,\\nwhat a prodigy A judge of all things, feeble worm of\\nthe earth, depositary of the truth, cloaca of uncertainty\\nand error, the glory and the shame of the universe 3\\nChop. x. 1.\\nWe know the truth, not only by the reason, but also\\nby the heart. md.\\nFor as old age is that period of life most remote from\\ninfancy, who does not see that old age in this universal\\nman ought not to be sought in the times nearest his\\nbirth, but in those most remote from it 4\\nPreface to the Treatise on Vacuum.\\nNICHOLAS BOILEAU-DESPEEAUX. 1636-1711.\\nHappy who in his verse can gently steer\\nFrom grave to light, from pleasant to severe. 5\\nThe Art of Poetry. Canto i. Line 75.\\n1 Book i. chap. xxii. 2 See Pope, page 315.\\n3 See Pope, page 317. 4 See Bacon, page 169.\\n5 See Diyden, page 273.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0829.jp2"}, "824": {"fulltext": "800 BOILEAIL LE SAGE. VOLTAIRE.\\nEvery age has its pleasures, its style of wit, and its\\nOWn ways. The Art of Poetry. Canto in. Line 374.\\nHe [Moliere] pleases all the world, but cannot please\\nhimself. Satire 2\\nThere, take, says Justice, take ye each a shell\\nWe thrive at Westminster on fools like you.\\nT was a fat oyster live in peace, adieu. 1 Epitre U.\\nALAIN EEXE LE SAGE. 1668-1747.\\nIt may be said that his wit shines at the expense of\\nhis memory. 2 Qil Bias. Booh Hi. Chap. xi.\\nI wish you all sorts of prosperity with a little more\\ntaste. Booh vii. Chap. iv.\\nIsocrates was in the right to insinuate, in his elegant\\nGreek expression, that what is got over the Devil s back\\nis spent under his belly. 3 Booh viii. Chap. ix.\\nFacts are stubborn things. 4 Booh x. Chap. i.\\nPlain as a pike-staff. 5 Booh xii. Chap. viii.\\nFRANCIS M. VOLTAIRE. 1694-1778.\\nIf there were no God, it would be necessary to invent\\nhim. Epitre a VAuteurdu Livre des Trois Imposteurs. cxi.\\nThe king [Frederic] has sent me some of his dirty\\nlinen to wash I will wash yours another time. 7\\nReply to General Manstein.\\nMen use thought only as authority for their injustice,\\nand employ speech only to conceal their thoughts. 8\\nDialogue xiv. Le Chapon et la Poularde (1763).\\n1 See Pope, page 334. 2 See Sheridan, page 443.\\n3 See Rabelais, page 773. 4 See Smollett, page 392.\\n5 See Middleton, page 172. 6 See Tillotson, page 266.\\n7 Voltaire writes to his niece Dennis, July 24, 1752, Voila le roi qui\\nm envoie son linge a blanchir. 8 See Young, page 310.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0830.jp2"}, "825": {"fulltext": "VOLTAIRE. DU DEFFAND. 801\\nHistory is little else than a picture of human crimes\\nand misfortunes. 1 L Ingenu. Chap. x. (1767.)\\nThe first who was king was a fortunate soldier\\nWho serves his country well has no need of ancestors. 2\\nMerope. Act i. Sc. 3.\\nIn the best of possible worlds the chateau- of mon-\\nseigneur the baron was the most beautiful of chateaux,\\nand madame the best of possible baronesses.\\nCandide. Chap. i.\\nIn this country [England] it is well to kill from time\\nto time an admiral to encourage the others. chap, xxiii.\\nThe superfluous, a very necessary thing.\\nLe Mondaln. Line 21.\\nCrush the infamous thing. Letter to d Alembert, June 23, 1760.\\nThere are truths which are not for all men, nor for all\\ntimes. Letter to Cardinal de Bemis, April 23, 1761.\\nThe proper mean. 3 Letter to Count d Argental, Nov. 28, 1765.\\nIt is said that God is always on the side of the heavi-\\nest battalions. 4 Letter to M. le Riche, Feb. 6, 1770.\\nLove truth, but pardon error.\\nDiscours sur V Homme. Discours 3.\\nMADAME DU DEFFAXD. 1697-1784.\\nHe [Voltaire] has invented history. 5\\nIt is only the first step which costs. 6\\nIn reply to the Cardinal de Polignac.\\n1 See Gibbon, page 430.\\n2 See Scott, page 494.\\nBorrowed from Lefranc de Pompignan s Didon.\\n3 See Cowper, page 424.\\n4 See Gibbon, page 430.\\nBussy Rabutin Lettres, iv. 91. Sevigne Lettre a sa Fille, p. 202.\\nTacitus Historia, iv. 17. Terence Phormio, i. 4. 26.\\n5 Fournier V Esprit dans VHistoire, p. 191.\\n6 Voltaire writes to Madame du Deffand, January, 1764, that one of her\\nbon-mots is quoted in the notes of La Pucelle, canto 1 II n y a que\\nle premier pas qui coute.\\n51", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0831.jp2"}, "826": {"fulltext": "802 ROUSSEAU. GESTA ROMANORUM.\\nJEAN JACQUES EOUSSEAU. 1712-1778.\\nDays of absence, sad and dreary.\\nClothed in sorrow s dark array,\\nDays of absence, I am weary\\nShe I love is far away. Days of Absence.\\nGESTA EOMANOEUM. 1\\nWe read of a certain Eoman emperor who built a mag-\\nnificent palace. In digging the foundation, the workmen\\ndiscovered a golden sarcophagus ornamented with three\\ncirclets, on which were inscribed, I have expended I\\nhave given I have kept I have possessed I do possess\\nI have lost I am punished. What I formerly expended,\\nI have what I gave away, I have. 2 Tale xvl\\nSee how the world rewards its votaries. 8 Tale xxxvi.\\nIf the end be well, all is well. 4 Tale Ixvii.\\nWhatever you do, do wisely, and think of the conse-\\nquences. Tale clli.\\n1 The Gesta Romanorum is a collection of one hundred and eighty-one\\nstories, first printed about 1473. The first English version appeared in 1824,\\ntranslated by the Rev. C. Swan. (Bonn s Standard Library.)\\n2 Richard Gough, in the Sepulchral Monuments of Great Britain, gives\\nthis epitaph of Robert Byrkes, which is to be found in Doncaster Church,\\nnew cut upon his tomb in Roman capitals\\nHowe Howe who is heare\\nI, Robin of Doncaster, and Margaret my feare.\\nThat I spent, that I had\\nThat I gave, that I have\\nThat I left, that I lost.\\nA. D. 1579.\\nThe following is the epitaph of Edward Courtenay, Earl of Devonshire,\\naccording to Cleaveland s Genealogical History of the Family of Courte-\\nnay, p. 142\\nWhat we gave, we have\\nWhat we spent, we have\\nWhat we left, we lost.\\n3 Ecce quomodo mundus suis servitoribus reddit mercedem (See how the\\nworld its veterans rewards. Pope Moral Essays, epistle 1, line 243.\\n4 Si finis bonus est, totum bonum erit. Probably the origin of the prov-\\nerb, u All s well that ends well.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0832.jp2"}, "827": {"fulltext": "SEDAINE. DE EIGNE. GOETHE. 803\\nVAUVENABGUES (Marquis of). 1715-1747.\\nGreat thoughts come from the heart. 1 Maxim cxxvii.\\nMICHEL JEA^T SEDAIXE. 1717-1797.\\nEichard my king\\nThe universe forsakes thee\\nSang at the Dinner given to the French Soldiers\\nin the Opera Salon at Versailles, Oct.l, 1789.\\nPRINCE DE LIGKE. 1735-1814.\\nThe congress of Vienna does not walk, but it dances. 2\\nGOETHE. 1749-1832.\\nWho never ate his bread in sorrow,\\nWho never spent the darksome hours\\nWeeping, and watching for the morrow,\\nHe knows ye not, ye gloomy Powers.\\nWilhelm Meister. Book it. Chap. xiii.\\nKnow st thou the land where the lemon-trees bloom,\\nWhere the gold orange glows in the deep thicket s gloom,\\nWhere a wind ever soft from the blue heaven blows,\\nAnd the groves are of laurel and myrtle and rose 3\\nBooh Hi. Chap. i.\\nArt is long, life short 4 judgment difficult, opportunity\\ntransient. Booh vii. Chap. ix.\\nThe sagacious reader who is capable of reading be-\\ntween these lines what does not stand written in them,\\nbut is nevertheless implied, will be able to form some\\nConception. Autobiography. Booh xviii. Truth and Beauty.\\n1 See Sidney, page 34.\\n2 One of the Prince de Ligne s speeches that will last forever. Edin-\\nburgh Review, July, 1890, p. 244.\\n3 See Byron, page 549, 4 See Chaucer, page 6.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0833.jp2"}, "828": {"fulltext": "804 ROLAND. BARERE. SCHILLER. DE LTSLE.\\nMADAME BOLA^D. 1754-1793.\\nLiberty Liberty hoiv many erirnes are committed\\nin thy name\\nBEBTBAND BABEEE. 1755-1841.\\nThe tree of liberty only grows when watered by the\\nblood of tyrants. Speech in the Convention Nationale, 1792,\\nIt is only the dead who do not return. Speech, i794\\nSCHILLEB. 1759-1805.\\nAgainst stupidity the very gods\\nThemselves contend in vain.\\nThe Maid of Orleans. Act Hi. Sc. 6.\\nThe richest monarch in the Christian world;\\nThe sun in my own dominions never sets. 2\\nBon Carlos. Act i. Sc. 6.\\nJOSEBH BOUGET DE L ISLE. 1760-\\nYe sons of France, awake to glory\\nHark hark what myriads bid you rise\\nYour children, wives, and grandsires hoary,\\nBehold their tears and hear their cries\\nThe Marseilles Hymn.\\nTo arms to arms ye brave\\nThe avenging sword unsheathe\\nMarch on march on all hearts resolved\\nOn victory or death ibid.\\n1 Macaulay Essay on Mirabeau. 2 See Scott, page 495.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0834.jp2"}, "829": {"fulltext": "KOTZEBUE. SALIS. FOUCHE. USTERI. 805\\nA. F. F. VON KOTZEBUE. 1761-1819.\\nThere is another and a better world. 1\\nThe Stranger. Act i. Sc. 1.\\nJ. G. VOX SALIS. 1762-1834\\nInto the silent land\\nAh, who shall lead us thither\\nThe Silent Land.\\nWho in life s battle firm doth stand\\nShall bear hope s tender blossoms\\nInto the silent land ibid.\\nJOSEPH FOUCHE. 1763-1820.\\nIt is more than a crime it is a political fault/ 2\\nwords which I record, because they have been repeated\\nand attributed to others. Memoirs of Foucke.\\nDeath is an eternal sleep.\\nInscription placed by his orders on the Gates\\nof the Cemeteries in 1794.\\nJ. M. USTERI. 1763-1827.\\nLife let us cherish, while yet the taper glows,\\nAnd the fresh flow ret pluck ere it close\\nWhy are we fond of toil and care\\nWhy choose the rankling thorn to wear\\nLife let us cherish.\\n1 Translated by N. Schink, London, 1799.\\n2 Commonly quoted. It is worse than a crime, it is a blunder, and\\nattributed to Talleyrand.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0835.jp2"}, "830": {"fulltext": "806 CONSTANT. JUNOT. UHLAND.\\nH. B. CONSTANT. 1767-1830.\\nI am not the rose, but I have lived near the rose. 1\\nJUNOT, DUC D ABEANTES. 1771-1813.\\nI know nothing about it I am my own ancestor. 2\\n(When asked as to his ancestry.)\\nJOHANN L. UHLAND. 1787-1862.\\nTake, boatman, thrice thy fee,\\nTake, I give it willingly\\nFor, invisible to thee,\\nSpirits twain have crossed with me.\\nThe Passage* Edinburgh Review, October, 1832,\\nVON MUNCH BELLINGHAUSEN. 1806-1871.\\nTwo souls with but a single thought,\\nTwo hearts that beat as one. 3\\nIngomar the BarbarianA Act ii.\\ni This saying, Je ne suis pas la rose, mais j ai ve cu avec elle, is as-\\nsigned to Constant by A. Hayward in his Introduction to the Autobiogra-\\nphy and Letters M of Mrs. Piozzi.\\n2 See Plutarch, page 733.\\nCurtius Rums seems to me to be descended from himself. (A saying\\nof Tiberius). Tacitus Annals, book xi. c. xxi. 16.\\n3 See Pope, page 340.\\nZwei Seelen und ein Gedanke,\\nZwei Herzen und ein Schlag.\\n4 Translated by Maria Loveli.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0836.jp2"}, "831": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS TRANSLATIONS. 807\\nMISCELLANEOUS TRANSLATIONS.\\nAbsolutism tempered by assassination. 1\\nA Cadmean victory. 2\\nAfter us the deluge. 3\\nAll is lost save honour. 4\\nAppeal from Philip drunk to Philip sober. 5\\nArchitecture is frozen music. 6\\n1 Count Minister, Hanoverian envoy at St. Petersburg, discovered that\\nRussian civilization is merely artificial, and first published to Europe the\\nshort description of the Russian Constitution,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 that it is absolutism tem-\\npered by assassination.\\n2 A Greek proverb. A Cadmean victory was one in which the victors suf-\\nfered as much as their enemies.\\n^,vjjLfjLi(Ty6vTcav Se TTi vavfjuixly, KaSfAeir] tis vlkj] rotai Qwnaisvo i iy4-\\nvero. Herodotus i. 166.\\nWhere two discourse, if the one s anger rise,\\nThe man who lets the contest fall is wise.\\nEuripides Fragment 656. Protesilaus.\\n3 On the authority of Madame de Hausset Me 7 moires, p. 19), this\\nphrase is ascribed to Madame de Pompadour. Larouse Fleurs Histo-\\nriques attributes it to Louis XV.\\n4 It was from the imperial camp near Pavia that Francis I., before leav-\\ning for Pizzighettone, wrote to his mother the memorable letter which,\\nthanks to tradition, has become altered to the form of this sublime lacon-\\nism Madame, tout est perdu fors l honneur.\\nThe true expression is, Madame, pour vous faire savoir comme se\\nporte le reste de mon infortune, de toutes choses ne m est demeure que\\nl honneur et la vie qui est sauve. Martin: Hlstoire de France, tome\\nvia.\\nThe correction of this expression was first made by Sismondi, vol. xvi.\\npp. 241, 242. The letter itself is printed entire in Dulaure s Histoire de\\nParis Pour vous avertir comment se porte le ressort de mon infor-\\ntune, de toutes choses ne m est demeure que Thonneur et la vie, qui est\\nsauve\\\\\\n6 Inserit se tantis viris mulier alienigeni sanguinis quae a Philippo\\nrege temulento immerenter damnata, Provocarem ad Philippum, inquit,\\nsed sobrium. Valerius Maximus Lib. vi. c. 2.\\n6 Since it [architecture] is music in space, as it were a frozen music.\\nIf architecture in general is frozen music. Schellixg Philosophic\\nder Kunst, pp. 576, 593.\\nLa vue d un tel monument est comme une musique continuelle et\\nfixee. Madame de Stael: Corinne, livre iv. chap. 3,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0837.jp2"}, "832": {"fulltext": "808 MISCELLANEOUS TRANSLATIONS.\\nBeginning of the end. 1\\nBoldness, again boldness, and ever boldness. 2\\nDead on the field of honour. 3\\nDefend me from my friends I can defend myself\\nfrom my enemies. 4\\nExtremes meet. 5\\nHell is full of good intentions. 6\\nHistory repeats itself. 7\\nI am here I shall remain here. 8\\nI am the state. 9\\nIt is magnificent, but it is not war. 10\\n1 Fournier asserts, on the written authority of Talleyrand s brother,\\nthat the only breviary used by the ex-bishop was L Improvisateur\\nFrancais, a compilation of anecdotes and bon-mots. in twenty-one duo-\\ndecimo volumes. Whenever a good thing was wandering about in search\\nof a parent, he adopted it; amongst others, C est le commencement\\nde la fin.\\nSee Shakespeare, page 59.\\n2 De 1 audace, encore de l audace, et toujours de l audace Danton\\nSpeech in the Legislative Assembly, 1792.\\nSee Spenser, page 28.\\n3 This was the answer given in the roll-call of La Tour d Auvergne s\\nregiment after his death.\\n4 See Canning, page 464.\\n5 Les extremes se touchent. Mercier Tableaux de Paris (1782),\\nvol. iv. title of chap. 348.\\n6 See Johnson, page 372.\\n7 See Plutarch, page 726.\\n8 The reply of Marshal MacMahon, in the trenches before the Malakoff,\\nin the siege of Sebastopol, September, 1855, to the commander-in-chief, who\\nhad sent him word to beware of an explosion which might follow the\\nretreat of the Russians.\\n9 Dulaure (History of Paris, 1863, p. 387) asserts that Louis XIY. inter-\\nrupted a judge who used the expression, The king and the state, by\\nsaying, lam the state.\\n10 Said by General Pierre Bosquet of the charge of the Light Brigade at\\nthe battle of Balaklava.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0838.jp2"}, "833": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS TRANSLATIONS. 809\\nLeave no stone unturned. 1\\nLet it be. Let it pass. 2\\nMedicine for the soul. 3\\nNothing is changed in France there is only one\\nFrenchman more. 4\\nOrder reigns in Warsaw. 5\\nOssa on Pelion. 6\\n1 Euripides fferacleidce, 1002.\\nThis may be traced to a response of the Delphic oracle given to Poly-\\ncrates, as the best means of finding a treasure buried by Xerxes general,\\nMardonius, on the field of Platsea. The oracle replied, Udi/ra \\\\idov Kivei,\\nTurn every stone. Leutsch and Schneidewin Coitus Paroemio-\\ngraphorum Grcecorum, vol. i.p. 146.\\n2 This phrase, Laissez faire, laissez passer w is attributed to Gournay,\\nMinister of Commerce at Paris, 1751 also to Quesnay, the writer on political\\neconomy. It is quoted by Adam Smith in the Wealth of Nations.\\n3 Inscription over the door of the Library at Thebes. Diodokus Sicu-\\nlus i. 49, 3.\\n4 According to the Contemporary Review, February, 1854, this phrase\\nformed the opening of an address composed in the name of Comte d Artois\\nby Count Beugnot, and published in the Moniteur, April 12, 1814.\\n5 General Sebastiani announced the fall of Warsaw in the Chamber of\\nDeputies, Sept. 16, 1831: l Des lettres que je recois de Pologne m annoncent\\nque la tranquillite regne a Varsovie. Dumas Memoir es, Second Seines,\\nvol. iv. chap. Hi.\\n6 See Ovid, page 707.\\nThey .were setting on\\nOssa upon Olympus, and upon\\nSteep Ossa heavy Pelius.\\nChapman Homer s Odyssey, book xi. 426.\\nHeav d on Olympus tott ring Ossa stood\\nOn Ossa Pelion nods with all his wood.\\nPope Odyssey, booh xi. 387.\\nOssa on Olympus heave, on Ossa roll\\nPelion with all his woods so scale the starry pole.\\nSotheby Odyssey, booh xi. 315.\\nTo the Olympian summit they essay d\\nTo heave up Ossa, and to Ossa s crown\\nBranch-waving Pelion.\\nCowper Odyssey, booh xi. 379.\\nThey on Olympus Ossa fain would roll\\nOn Ossa Pelion s leaf-quivering hill.\\nWorsley Odyssey, booh xi. 414.\\nTo fling\\nOssa upon Ohmipus, and to pile", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0839.jp2"}, "834": {"fulltext": "810 MISCELLANEOUS TRANSLATIONS.\\nScylla and Charybdis. 1\\nSinews of war. 2\\nTalk of nothing but business, and despatch that busi-\\nness quickly. 3\\nThe empire is peace. 4\\nThe guard dies, but never surrenders. 5\\nThe king reigns, but does not govern. 6\\nPelion with all its growth of leafy woods\\nOn Ossa.\\nBryant Odyssey, book xi. 390.\\nOssa they pressed down with Pelion s weight,\\nAnd on them both impos d Olympus hill.\\nFitz-Geffrey The Life and Death of Sir Francis\\nBrake, stanza 99 (1596).\\nTer sunt conati imponere Pelio Ossam. Virgil: Georgics, i. 281.\\n1 See Shakespeare, page G4.\\n2 See Rabelais, page 771.\\n^Eschines (Adv. Ctesiphon, c. 53) ascribes to Demosthenes the expression\\nvTroT^T/injTai tcl v\u00e2\u0082\u00acvpa rwv Trpay/ndrwu, The sinews of affairs are cut.\\nDiogenes Laertius, in his Life of Bion (lib. iv. c. 7, sect. 3), represents that\\nphilosopher as saying, rbv itXovtov zlvai vtvpa 7rpay/j.a.T0Jv, Riches were\\nthe sinews of business, or, as the phrase may mean, of the state. Re-\\nferring perhaps to this maxim of Bion, Plutarch says in his Life of Cleo-\\nmenes (c. 27), He who first called money the sinews of the state seems to\\nhave said this with special reference to war. Accordingly we find money\\ncalled expressly ra v\u00e2\u0082\u00acvpa rov iro\\\\eiuov, the sinews of war, in Libanius,\\nOrat. xlvi. (vol. ii. p. 477, ed. Reiske), and by the scholiast on Pindar,\\nOlymp. i. 4 (compare Photius, Lex. .9. v. Mey dvopos ttAovtov). So Cicero,\\nPhilipp. v. 2, nervos belli, infinitam pecuniam.\\n3 A placard of Aldus on the door of his printing-office. Dibdix Intro-\\nduction, vol. i.p. 436.\\n4 This saying occurs in Louis Napoleon s speech to the Chamber of Com-\\nmerce in Bordeaux, Oct. 9, 1852.\\n6 Words engraved upon the monument erected to Cambronne at Nantes.\\nThis phrase, attributed to Cambronne, who was made prisoner at Wa-\\nterloo, was vehemently denied by him. It was invented by Rougemont, a\\nprolific author of mots, two days after the battle, in the Independant.\\nFournier V Esprit dans VHistoire.\\n6 A motto adopted by Thiers for the Nationale, July 1, 1803. In the\\nbeginning of the seventeenth century Jan Zamoyski in the Polish parliament\\nsaid, The king reigns, but does not govern.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0840.jp2"}, "835": {"fulltext": "MISCELLANEOUS TRANSLATIONS. 811\\nThe style is the man himself. 1\\nThere is no other royal path which leads to geom-\\netry, said Euclid to Ptolemy I. 2\\nThere is nothing new except what is forgotten. 3\\nThey have learned nothing and forgotten nothing. 4\\nTTe are dancing on a volcano. 5\\nTTho does not love wine, women, and song\\nEemains a fool his whole life long. 6\\nGod is on the side of the strongest battalions. 7\\nTerrible he rode alone,\\nWith his Yemen sword for aid\\nOrnament it carried none\\nBut the notches on the blade.\\nThe Death Feud. An Arab War-song.*\\n1 Buffon Dlscours de Reception (Recueil cle PAcademie, 1753).\\nSee Burton, page 186.\\n2 PpvOClus Commentary on Euclid s Elements, book ii. chap. iv.\\n3 Attributed to Mademoiselle Bertin, milliner to Marie Antoinette.\\nThere is nothing new except that which has become antiquated,\\nmotto of the Revue Retrospective/\\n4 This saying is attributed to Talleyrand. In a letter of the Chevalier\\nde Panat to Mallet du Pan, January, 1796, it occurs almost literally, Xo\\none is right no one could forget anything, nor learn anything. 1\\n5 Words uttered by Comte de Salvandy (1796-1856) at a fete given by\\nthe Duke of Orleans to the King of Naples, 1830.\\n6 Attributed to Luther, but more probably a saying of J. H. Toss (1751-\\n1826), according to Pedlich, Die poetischen Beitrage zum TVaudsbecker\\nBothen, Hamburg, 1871. p. 67.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Klxg: Classical and Foreign Quotations\\n(1887).\\n7 See Gibbon, page 430.\\nNapoleoD said, Providence is always on the side of the last reserve.\\n8 Anonymous translation from Tait s Magazine/ July, 1850. The poem\\nis of an age earlier than that of Mahomet.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0841.jp2"}, "836": {"fulltext": "812 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nTHE BIBLE.\\nOLD TESTAMENT.\\nAnd God said, Let there be light and there was light.\\nGenesis i. 3.\\nIt is not good that the man should be alone. n js.\\nBone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh. 2 3.\\nThey sewed fig-leaves together and made themselves\\naprons. ui 7.\\nIn the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread. jg.\\nFor dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.\\nIbid.\\nThe mother of all living. 2 o.\\nAm I my brother s keeper t v. 9t\\nMy punishment is greater than I can bear. 2 3.\\nThere were giants in the earth in those days. w 4.\\nAnd the rain was upon the earth forty days and forty\\nnights. v u. 22.\\nThe dove found no rest for the sole of her foot. w 9.\\nWhoso sheddeth man s blood, by man shall his blood\\nbe shed. e.\\nLet there be no strife, I pray thee, between thee and\\nme. xtii. 8.\\nIn a good old age. X v. 15.\\nHis hand will be against every man, and every man s\\nhand against him. xvi. 12.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0842.jp2"}, "837": {"fulltext": "OLD TESTAMENT. 813\\nOld and well stricken in age. Genesis xviu. 11.\\nHis wife looked back from behind him, and she became\\na pillar of salt. xix. 26.\\nThe voice is Jacob s voice, but the hands are the hands y\\nOf Esau. xxvii. 22.\\nThey stript Joseph out of his coat, his coat of many\\nColours. xxxvii. 23.\\nBring down my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave.\\nxlii. 38.\\nUnstable as water, thou shalt not excel. x u x 4,\\nI have been a stranger in a strange land. Exodus a. 22.\\nA land flowing with milk and honey.\\nHi. 8 Jeremiah xxxii. 22.\\nDarkness which may be felt. x 21.\\nThe Lord went before them by day in a pillar of a\\ncloud, to lead them the way and by night in a pillar of\\nfire. xiii. 21.\\nWhen we sat by the fleshpots. X n. 3.\\nLove thy neighbour as thyself. Leviticus xix. 18.\\nThe Lord opened the mouth of the ass, and she said\\nunto Balaam, What have I done unto thee, that thou\\nhast smitten me these three times Numbers xxn. 28.\\nLet me die the death of the righteous, and let my last\\nend be like his 10\\nHow goodly are thy tents, Jacob, and thy taberna-\\ncles, Israel xxiVt 5\\nMan doth not live by bread only. Deuteronomy via. 3.\\nThe wife of thy bosom. 6\\nEye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for\\n\u00c2\u00b0t- xix. 21.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0843.jp2"}, "838": {"fulltext": "814 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nBlessed shall be thy basket and thy store.\\nDeuteronomy xxviii. 5.\\nThe secret things belong unto the Lord our God.\\nxxix. 29.\\nHe kept him as the apple of his eye. xxx n 10.\\nJeshurun waxed fat, and kicked. 25.\\nAs thy days, so shall thy strength be. xxxui. 25.\\nHis eye was not dim, nor his natural force abated.\\nxxxiv. 7.\\nI am going the way of all the earth. Joshua xxiu. u.\\nI arose a mother in Israel. Judges v. 7.\\nThe stars in their courses fought against Sisera. 20.\\nShe brought forth butter in a lordly dish. 25.\\nAt her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay down at her feet\\nhe bowed, he fell where he bowed, there he fell down\\ndead. 27.\\nIs not the gleaning of the grapes of Ephraim better\\nthan the vintage of Abi-ezer via. 2.\\nHe smote them hip and thigh. xv 8,\\nThe Philistines be upon thee, Samson. xv i, 9.\\nThe people arose as one man. XXt\\nWhither thou goest, I will go and where thou lodg-\\nest, I will lodge thy people shall be my people, and thy\\nGod my God. R u th i. ie.\\nQuit yourselves like men. 1 Samuel iv. 9.\\nIs Saul also among the prophets x 11.\\nA man after his own heart. xiii. 14.\\nDavid therefore departed thence and escaped to the\\ncave Adullam. xx n. i.\\nTell it not in Gath publish it not in the streets of\\nAskelon. 2 Samuel i. 20.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0844.jp2"}, "839": {"fulltext": "OLD TESTAMENT. 815\\nSaul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their\\nlives, and in their death they were not divided.\\n2 Samuel i. 23.\\nHow are the mighty fallen 2 5.\\nThy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of\\nwomen. 26.\\nAbner smote him under the fifth rib. u. 23.\\nTarry at Jericho until your beards be grown. Xt 5.\\nThou art the man. x u, 7.\\nAs water spilt on the ground, which cannot be gath-\\nered up again. X iv. 14,\\nThey were wont to speak in old time, saying, They\\nshall surely ask counsel at Abel and so they ended the\\nmatter. 9SPm is.\\nThe sweet psalmist of Israel. xxiii. 1.\\nSo that there was neither hammer nor axe nor any tool\\nof iron heard in the house, while it was in building. 1\\n1 Kings vi. 7.\\nA proverb and a byword. i x 7.\\nI have commanded a widow woman there to sustain\\nthee. xw 9,\\nAn handful of meal in a barrel, and a little oil in a\\ncruse. 12.\\nAnd the barrel of meal wasted not, neither did the\\ncruse of oil fail. 26.\\nHow long halt ye between two opinions xviii. 21.\\nThere ariseth a little cloud out of the sea, like a man s\\nhand. 44.\\nA still, small voice. X i X 12,\\n1 See Cowper, page 421.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0845.jp2"}, "840": {"fulltext": "816 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nLet not him that girdeth on his harness boast himself\\nas he that putteth it off. 1 Kings xx. 11.\\nDeath in the pot. 2Kingsiv.4o.\\nIs thy servant a dog, that he should do this great\\nthing viii. 13,\\nLike the driving of Jehu, the son of Mmshi for he\\ndriveth furiously. \\\\x. 20.\\nOne that feared God and eschewed evil. j b 1.\\nSatan came also. 6.\\nThe Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away blessed\\nbe the name of the Lord. 21.\\nAll that a man hath will he give for his life. a. 4.\\nThere the wicked cease from troubling, and there the\\nweary be at rest. m. 17.\\nNight, when deep sleep falleth on men. i*. 13; xxxili. 15.\\nMan is born unto trouble, as the sparks fly upward.\\nv. 7.\\nHe taketh the wise in their own craftiness. 23.\\nThou shalt come to thy grave in a full age, like as a\\nshock of corn cometh in in his season. 2 6.\\nHow forcible are right words v u 25.\\nMy days are swifter than a weaver s shuttle. v u.\\nHe shall return no more to his house, neither shall his\\nplace know him any more. 1 10 xvi. 22.\\nI would not live alway. 10.\\nThe land of darkness and the shadow of death. x 21.\\nClearer than the noonday. xi 17.\\nWisdom shall die with you. xii. 2.\\n1 The place thereof shall know it no more. Psalm ciii. 16.\\nUsually quoted, u The place that has known him shall know him no\\nmore.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0846.jp2"}, "841": {"fulltext": "OLD TESTAMENT. 817\\nSpeak to the earth, and it shall teach thee. job xii. 8.\\nMan that is born of a woman is of few days, and full\\nof trouble. xv i i.\\nMiserable comforters are ye all. xvi. 2.\\nThe king of terrors. X viU. u.\\nI am escaped with the skin of my teeth. x i x 20.\\nOh that my words were now written oh that they\\nwere printed in a book 23.\\nSeeing the root of the matter is found in me. g\\nThough wickedness be sweet in his mouth, though he\\nhide it under his tongue. XXt 12.\\nThe land of the living. xxviii. 13.\\nThe price of wisdom is above rubies. is.\\nWhen the ear heard me, then it blessed me and when\\nthe eye saw me, it gave witness to me. xxlx n.\\nI caused the widow s heart to sing for joy. 13.\\nI was eyes to the blind, and feet was I to the lame.\\n15.\\nThe house appointed for all living. xxx 23.\\nMy desire is that mine adversary had written a\\nbook. xxx i. 35,\\nGreat men are not always wise. xxx n. 9.\\nHe multiplieth words without knowledge. xxxv ie.\\nEair weather cometh out of the north. xxxvii. 22.\\nWho is this that darkeneth counsel by words without\\nknowledge xxxviii. 2.\\nThe morning stars sang together, and all the sons of\\nGod shouted for joy. xxxviii. 7.\\nHitherto shalt thou come, but no further and here\\nshall thy proud waves be stayed. u.\\n52", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0847.jp2"}, "842": {"fulltext": "818 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nCanst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades, or\\nloose the bands of Orion j 00 xxxviii. 31.\\nCanst thou guide Arcturus with his sons 32,\\nHe smelleth the battle afar off. xxxix. 25.\\nCanst thou draw out leviathan with an hook x ti. 1.\\nHard as a piece of the nether millstone. 24.\\nHe niaketh the deep to boil like a pot. 31.\\nI have heard of thee by the hearing of the ear but\\nnow mine eye seeth thee. xlii.5.\\nHis leaf also shall not wither. Psalm 3.\\nLift thou up the light of thy countenance upon us.\\niv. 6.\\nOut of the mouth of babes l and sucklings. via. 2.\\nThou hast made him a little lower than the angels. 2\\n5.\\nThe fool hath said in his heart, There is no God.\\nxiv. 1 Uii. 1.\\nHe that sweareth to his own hurt, and changeth not,\\nxv. 4.\\nThe lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places 8 yea,\\nI have a goodly heritage. xvi. 6.\\nKeep me as the apple of the eye, 4 hide me under the\\nshadow of thy wings. xvll. 8.\\nThe sorrows of death compassed me. xviii. 4.\\nHe rode upon a cherub, and did fly yea, he did fly\\nupon the wings of the wind. 5 io.\\n1 Of very babes. Booh of Common Prayer.\\n2 Thou madest him lower than. Ibid.\\n3 The lot is fallen unto me in a fair ground. Ibid,\\n4 Apple of an eye. Ibid.\\n6 He rode upon the cherubim, and did fly; he came flying upon the wings\\nof the wind. Ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0848.jp2"}, "843": {"fulltext": "OLD TESTAMENT. 819\\nThe heavens declare the glory of God j and the firma-\\nment showeth his handiwork. Psalm xix. 1.\\nDay unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night\\nshoweth knowledge. 1 2.\\nAnd there is nothing hid from the heat thereof. 0.\\nSweeter also than honey and the honeycomb. 10.\\nI may tell all my bones. xxii. 17.\\nHe maketh me to lie down in green pastures he lead-\\neth me beside the still waters. 2 xxin. 2.\\nThy rod and thy staff they comfort me. 3 4.\\nMy cup runneth over. 4 5,\\nFrom the strife of tongues. xxxi. 20.\\nHe fashioneth their hearts alike. 5 xxxin. 15.\\nKeep thy tongue from evil, and thy lips from speak-\\ning guile. xxxiv.13.\\nI have been young, and now am old yet have I not\\nseen 6 the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.\\nxxxvii. 25.\\nSpreading 7 himself like a green bay-tree. 35,\\nMark the perfect man, and behold the upright. 37,\\nWhile I was musing the fire burned. 8 xxxix. 3.\\n1 One day telleth another and one night certifieth another. Booh of\\nCommon Prayer.\\n2 He shall feed me in a green pasture, and lead me forth beside the waters\\nof comfort. Ibid.\\n3 Thy rod and thy staff comfort me. Ibid.\\n4 My cup shall be full. Ibid.\\n5 He fashioneth all the hearts of them. Ibid.\\n6 And yet saw I never begging their bread. Ibid.\\nFlourishing. Ibid.\\n8 While I was thus musing the fire kindled. Ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0849.jp2"}, "844": {"fulltext": "820 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nLord, make me to know mine end, and the measure of\\nmy days, what it is that I may know how frail I am. 1\\nPsalm xxxix. 4.\\nEvery man at his best state is altogether vanity. 2 5.\\nHe heapeth up riches, and knoweth not 3 who shall\\ngather them. e,\\nBlessed is he that considereth the poor. x l\\\\. 1.\\nAs the hart panteth after the water-brooks. 4 x iu. i.\\nDeep calleth unto deep. 5 7.\\nMy tongue is the pen of a ready writer. x lv. 1.\\nGod is our refuge and strength, a very present help in\\ntrouble. 6 x hi. 1.\\nBeautiful for situation, the joy of the whole -earth, is\\nMount Zion, 7 the city of the great King. xtviii. 2.\\nMan being in honour abideth not he is like the beasts\\nthat perish. 8 x \\\\i x% 22, 20.\\nThe cattle upon a thousand hills. 1, 20.\\nOh that I had the wings like a dove i v 0.\\nWe took sweet counsel together. 24.\\nBut it was thou, a man mine equal, my guide, and\\nmine acquaintance. 9 15t\\n1 Lord, let me know my end, and the number of my days, that I may be\\ncertified how long r have to live. Book of Common Prayer.\\n2 Every man living is altogether vanity. Ibid.\\n3 And cannot tell. Ibid.\\n4 As the hart desireth the water-brooks. Ibid.\\n5 One deep calleth another. Ibid.\\n6 God is our hope and strength. Ibid.\\n7 The hill of Sion is a fair place, and the joy of the whole earth. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Ibid.\\n8 Nevertheless, man will not abide in honour, seeing he may be compared\\nunto the beasts that perish. Ibid.\\n9 But it was even thou, my companion, my guide, and mine own familiar\\nfriend. Ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0850.jp2"}, "845": {"fulltext": "OLD TESTAMENT. 821\\nThe words of his mouth were smoother than butter,\\nbut war was in his heart. 1 Psalm h. 21.\\nMy heart is fixed. z v u. 7,\\nThey are like the deaf adder that stoppeth her ear\\nwhich will not hearken to the voice of charmers, charm-\\ning never so wisely. 2 lviii.4,5.\\nVain is the help of man. x n cviii. 12.\\nSurely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high\\ndegree are a lie to be laid in the balance they are alto-\\ngether lighter than vanity. 3 i x ii. 9.\\nHe shall come down like rain upon the mown grass. 4\\nIxxli. 6.\\nHis enemies shall lick the dust. 9.\\nAs a dream when one awaketh. ixxiu. 20.\\nPromotion cometh neither from the east, nor from the\\nwest, nor from 5 the south. i xxv e.\\nHe putteth down one and setteth up another. 7.\\nThey go from strength to strength. ixxxiv. 7.\\nA day 6 in thy courts is- better than a thousand. I had\\nrather be a door-keeper in the house of my God than to\\ndwell in the tents of wickedness. 7 Ixxxiv. 10.\\nMercy and truth are met together righteousness and\\npeace have kissed each other. ixxxv. 10.\\n1 The words of his mouth were softer than butter, having war in his\\nheart. Book of Common Prayer.\\n2 Like the deaf adder, that stoppeth her ears which refuseth to hear the\\nvoice of the charmer, charm he never so wisely. Ibid.\\n3 As for the children of men, they are but vanity, the children of men\\nare deceitful upon the weights they are altogether lighter than vanity\\nitself. Ibid.\\n4 He shall come down like the rain into a fleece of wool. Ibid,\\n5 Xor yet. Ibid.\\n6 One day in thy courts. Ibid.\\n7 Ungodliness. Ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0851.jp2"}, "846": {"fulltext": "ft\\n822 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nA thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday\\nwhen it is past, 1 and as a watch in the night.\\nPsalm xc. 4.\\nWe spend our years as a tale that is told. 2\\nThe days of our years are threescore years and ten;\\nand if by reason of strength they be fourscore years,\\nyet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon\\ncut off, and we fly away. 3 10.\\nSo teach us to number our days, that we may apply\\nour hearts unto wisdom. 12.\\nEstablish thou the work of our hands upon us yea,\\nthe work of our hands establish thou it. 4 17.\\nI will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my for-\\ntress my God in him will I trust. 5 xti. 2.\\nNor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness nor\\nfor the destruction that wasteth at noonday. 6 e.\\nThe righteous shall flourish like the palm-tree he\\nshall grow like a cedar in Lebanon. 7 xtii.12.\\nThe noise of many waters. xdu. 4,\\nThe Lord reigneth let the earth rejoice. 8 xcvii. 1.\\n1 Seeing that is past. Book of Common Prayer.\\n2 We bring our years to an end, as it were a tale that is told. Ibid,\\n3 The days of our age are threescore years and ten and though men be\\nso strong that they come to fourscore years, yet is their strength then but\\nlabour and sorrow so soon passeth it away, and we are gone. Ibid.\\n4 Prosper thou the work of our hands upon us; oh prosper thou our handi-\\nwork. Ibid.\\nb I will say unto the Lord, Thou art my hope and my stronghold my\\nGod. in him will I trust. Ibid.\\n6 For the pestilence that walketh in darkness, nor for the sickness that\\ndestroyeth in the noonday. Ibid.\\n7 Like a palm-tree, and shall spread abroad like a cedar in Libanus.\\nIbid.\\n8 The Lord is king the earth may be glad thereof. Ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0852.jp2"}, "847": {"fulltext": "old testament: 823\\nAs for man his days are as grass as a flower of the\\nfield so he fLourisheth. 1 Psalm tin. 15.\\nThe wind passeth over it, and it is gone 2 and the\\nplace thereof shall know it no more. ie.\\nWine that maketh glad the heart of man. dv.io.\\nMan goeth forth unto his work 3 and to his labour\\nuntil the evening. 23.\\nThey that go clown to the sea in ships, that do busi-\\nness in great waters. 4 evil 23.\\nAt their wits end. 27.\\nThy people shall be willing in the day of thy power,\\nin the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morn-\\ning thou hast the dew of thy youth. 5 C x. 3.\\nI said in my haste, All men are liars. cxvi. 11.\\nPrecious 6 in the sight of the Lord is the death of his\\nsaints. 15.\\nThe stone which the builders refused is become the\\nhead stone of the corner. 7 cxviii. 22.\\nI have more understanding than all my teachers for\\nthy testimonies are my meditations. 8 cxix. 99.\\nA lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path. 9 105.\\n1 The days of man are but as grass for he flourisheth as a flower of\\nthe field. Book of Common Prayer.\\n2 For as soon as the wind goeth over it, it is gone. Ibid.\\n3 To his work. Ibid.\\n4 And occupy their business. Ibid.\\n5 In the day of thy power shall the people offer thee free-will -offerings\\nwith an holy worship the dew of thy birth is of the womb of the morn-\\ning. Ibid.\\n6 Right dear. Ibid.\\n7 The same stone which the builders refused is become the head stone in\\nthe corner. Ibid.\\n8 I have more understanding than my teachers for thy testimonies are\\nmy study. Ibid.\\n9 A lantern unto my feet, and a light unto my paths. Ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0853.jp2"}, "848": {"fulltext": "824 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nThe sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by\\nnight. 1 Psa i m cxxi 6t\\nPeace be within thy walls, and prosperity 2 within thy\\npalaces. cxxii. 7.\\nHe giveth his beloved sleep. cxxvii. 2.\\nHappy is the man that hath his quiver full of them.\\n5.\\nThy children like olive plants 3 round about thy table.\\ncxxviii. 3.\\nI will not give sleep to mine eyes, or slumber to mine\\neyellCLS. cxxxii.4; Proverbs vi. 4.\\nBehold how good and how pleasant it is for brethren 5\\nto dwell together in unity. cxxxiil. i.\\nWe hanged our harps upon the willows. 6 cxxxvU. 2.\\nIf I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget\\nher cunning. 5.\\nIf I take the wings of the morning, and dwell 7 in the\\nuttermost parts of the sea. cxxxix. 9.\\nI am fearfully and wonderfully made. 8 14,\\nPut not your trust in princes. cxhi. 3.\\nMy son, if sinners entice thee, consent thou not.\\nProverbs i. 10.\\nWisdom crieth without she uttereth her voice in the\\nstreet. 20.\\n1 The sun shall not burn thee by day, neither the moon by night. Book\\nof Common Prayer.\\n2 Plenteousness. Ibid.\\n3 Like the olive branches. Ibid.\\n4 I will not suffer mine eyes to sleep, nor mine eyes to slumber. Ibid.\\n5 How good and joyful a thing it is, brethren. Ibid.\\n6 As for our harps, we hanged them up upon the trees. Ibid.\\n7 And remain. Ibid.\\n8 Though I be made secretly, and fashioned beneath in the earth. Ibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0854.jp2"}, "849": {"fulltext": "OLD TESTAMENT. 825\\nLength of clays is in her right hand and in her left\\nhand riches and honour. Proverbs in. 16.\\nHer ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths\\nare peace. 27,\\nWisdom is the principal thing therefore get wisdom\\nand with all thy getting get understanding, 7\\nThe path of the just is as the shining light, that\\nshineth more and more unto the perfect day. is,\\nGo to the ant, thou sluggard consider her ways, and\\nbe wise. v i, 5.\\nYet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of\\nthe hands to sleep. V i. 10 xxiv. 33.\\nSo shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and\\nthy want as an armed man. m 11.\\nCan a man take fire in his bosom, and his clothes not\\nbe burned 27.\\nAs an ox goeth to the slaughter.\\nml. 22; Jeremiah xi.19.\\nWisdom is better than rubies. via. 11.\\nStolen waters are sweet, and bread eaten in secret is\\npleasant. x 17.\\nHe knoweth not that the dead are there and that\\nher guests are in the depths of hell. is.\\nA wise son maketh a glad father. x 1.\\nThe memory of the just is blessed. 7.\\nThe destruction of the poor is their poverty. 15.\\nIn the multitude of counsellors there is safety.\\nxi. 14 xxiv. 6\\nHe that is surety for a stranger shall smart for it. is.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0855.jp2"}, "850": {"fulltext": "826 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nAs a jewel of gold in a swine s snout, so is a fair\\nwoman which is without discretion. Proverbs xl 22.\\nThe liberal soul shall be made fat. 25.\\nA righteous man regardeth the life of his beast but\\nthe tender mercies of the wicked are cruel. xii. 10.\\nHope deferred maketh the heart sick. xtii. 12.\\nThe way of transgressors is hard. 15.\\nHe that spareth his rod hateth his son. 24.\\nFools make a mock at sin. adv. 9.\\nThe heart knoweth his own bitterness and a stranger\\ndoth not intermeddle with his joy. 10.\\nThe prudent man looketh well to his going. 15.\\nThe talk of the lips tendeth only to penury. 23.\\nThe righteous hath hope in his death. 32.\\nEighteousness exalteth a nation. 34.\\nA soft answer turneth away wrath. xv. 1.\\nA merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance. 13.\\nHe that is of a merry heart hath a continual feast.\\n15.\\nBetter is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a\\nstalled ox and hatred therewith. 17.\\nA word spoken in due season, how good is it 23.\\nA man s heart deviseth his way but the Lord direct-\\neth his steps. xv i. 9.\\nPride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit\\nbefore a fall. is.\\nThe hoary head is a crown of glory. 31.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0856.jp2"}, "851": {"fulltext": "OLD TESTAMENT. 827\\nHe that is slow to anger is better than the mighty\\nand he that ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city.\\nProverbs xvi. 32.\\nThe lot is cast into the lap but the whole disposing\\nthereof is of the Lord. 33.\\nA gift is as a precious stone in the eyes of him that\\nhath it. ami. 8.\\nHe that repeateth a matter separateth very friends.\\n9.\\nA merry heart doeth good like a medicine. 22.\\n-The eyes of a fool are in the ends of the earth. 24.\\nHe that hath knowledge spareth his words. 27.\\nEven a fool, when he holcleth his peace, is counted\\nwise. 28.\\nA wounded spirit who can bear xv m, u.\\nWhoso fmdeth a wife findeth a good thing. 22.\\nA. man that hath friends must show himself friendly\\nand there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother.\\n24.\\nHe that hath pity upon the poor lendeth unto the\\nLord. xix. 17.\\nWine is a mocker, strong drink is raging. xx 2.\\nEvery fool will be meddling. 3,\\nThe hearing ear and the seeing eye. 22.\\nIt is naught, it is naught, saith the buyer but when\\nhe is gone his way, then he boasteth. 14,\\nIt is better to dwell in a corner of the housetop than\\nwith a brawling woman in a wide house. X xi. 9.\\nA good name is rather to be chosen than great riches.\\nxxii. 1.\\nTrain up a child in the way he should go and when\\nhe is old he will not depart from it. 6.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0857.jp2"}, "852": {"fulltext": "828 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nThe borrower is servant to the lender. Proverbs xxii. 7.\\nRemove not the ancient landmark. 28 xxffi. 10.\\nSeest thou a man diligent in his business He shall\\nstand before kings he shall not stand before mean men.\\n29.\\nPut a knife to thy throat, if thou be a man given to\\nappetite. X xiii. 2.\\nEiches certainly make themselves wings. 5.\\nAs he thinketh in his heart, so is he. 7.\\nDrowsiness shall clothe a man with rags. 21.\\nLook not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it\\ngiveth his colour in the cup at the last it biteth\\nlike a serpent, and stingeth like an adder. 31, 32,\\nA wise man is strong yea, a man of knowledge in-\\ncreaseth strength. X xiv. 5.\\nIf thou faint in the day of adversity thy strength is\\nsmall. 10.\\nA word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures\\nof silver. xxv.11.\\nHeap coals of fire upon his head. 22.\\nAs cold waters to a thirsty soul, so is good news from\\na far country. 25.\\nAs the bird by wandering, as the swallow by flying, so\\nthe curse causeless shall not come. xxvi. 2.\\nAnswer a fool according to his folly. 5.\\nSeest thou a man wise in his own conceit There is\\nmore hope of a fool than of him. 12.\\nThere is a lion in the way a lion is in the streets.\\n13.\\nWiser in his own conceit than seven men that can ren-\\nder a reason. 16.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0858.jp2"}, "853": {"fulltext": "OLD TESTAMENT. 829\\nWhoso diggeth a pit shall fall therein. Proverbs xxm. 27.\\nBoast not thyself of to-morrow for thou knowest not\\nwhat a day may bring forth. xxv u. 1.\\nOpen rebuke is better than secret love. 5.\\nFaithful are the wounds of a friend. 6.\\nA continual dropping in a very rainy day and a con-\\ntentious woman are alike. 15,\\nIron sharpeneth iron so a man sharpeneth the coun-\\ntenance of his friend. 17,\\nThough thou shouldest bray a fool in a mortar among\\nwheat with a pestle, yet will not his foolishness depart\\nfrom him. 22.\\nThe wicked flee when no man pursueth but the\\nrighteous are bold as a lion. xxviii.i.\\nHe that maketh haste to be rich shall not be inno-\\ncent. 20.\\nWhere there is no vision, the people perish. xx j x is.\\nGive me neither poverty nor riches. xxx 8.\\nThe horseleech hath two daughters, crying, Give, give.\\n15.\\nIn her tongue is the law of kindness. xxx i. 26.\\nShe looketh well to the ways of her household, and\\neateth not the bread of idleness. 27.\\nHer children arise up and call her blessed. 28.\\nMany daughters have done virtuously, but thou excel-\\nlest them all. 29.\\nFavour is deceitful, and beauty is vain. 30.\\nVanity of vanities, all is vanity.\\nEcclesiastes i. 2 xii. 8.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0859.jp2"}, "854": {"fulltext": "830 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nOne generation passeth away, and another generation\\nCOmeth. Ecclesiastes i. 4.\\nThe eye is not satisfied with seeing. s.\\nThere is no new thing under the sun. 9.\\nIs there anything whereof it may be said, See, this is\\nnew It hath been already of old time, which was be-\\nfore us. 1 10.\\nAll is vanity and vexation of spirit. u.\\nHe that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow. is.\\nOne event happeneth to them all. a. u,\\nTo everything there is a season, and a time to every\\npurpose under the heaven. m, j,\\nA threefold cord is not quickly broken. i V 12.\\nLet thy words be few. v 2.\\nBetter is it that thou shouldest not vow, than that\\nthou shouldest vow and not pay. 5,\\nThe sleep of a labouring man is sweet. 22.\\nA good name is better than precious ointment. v u. 1.\\nIt is better to go to the house of mourning than to go\\nto the house of feasting. 2.\\nAs the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laugh-\\nter of a fool. 6.\\nIn the day of prosperity be joyful, but in the day of\\nadversity consider. u\\nBe not righteous overmuch. is.\\nOne man among a thousand have I found; but a woman\\namong all those have I not found. 28.\\n1 See Terence, page 702.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0860.jp2"}, "855": {"fulltext": "OLD TESTAMENT. 831\\nGod hath made man upright but they have sought\\nout many inventions. Eccksiastesvii.29.\\nThere is no discharge in that war. w g.\\nTo eat, and to drink, and to be merry.\\nviii. 15 Luke xii. 19.\\nA living clog is better than a dead lion. 4.\\nWhatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy\\nmight. jo.\\nThe race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the\\nstrong. u.\\nA bird of the air shall carry the voice, and that which\\nhath wings shall tell the matter. 20.\\nCast thy bread upon the waters for thou shalt find it\\nafter many days. x 1.\\nIn the place where the tree falleth, there it shall be.\\n3.\\nHe that observeth the wind shall not sow and he that\\nregardeth the clouds shall not reap. 4.\\nIn the morning sow thy seed, and in the evening with-\\nhold not thine hand. 0.\\nTruly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for\\nthe eyes to behold the sun. 7.\\nBejoice, young man, in thy youth. 9.\\nEemember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth.\\nxii. 1.\\nThe grinders cease because they are few. 3.\\nThe grasshopper shall be a burden, and desire shall\\nfail because man goeth to his long home, and the mourn-\\ners go about the streets. 5.\\nOr ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl\\nbe broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or\\nthe wheel broken at the cistern. e.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0861.jp2"}, "856": {"fulltext": "832 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nThen shall the dust return to the earth as it was and\\nthe spirit shall return unto God who gave it.\\nEcclesiastes xii. 7.\\nThe words of the wise are as goads, and as nails fas-\\ntened by the masters of assemblies. 21.\\nOf making many books there is no end and much\\nstudy is a weariness of the flesh. 12\\nLet us hear the conclusion of the whole matter Fear\\nGod, and keep his commandments for this is the whole\\nduty of man. 13t\\nFor, lo the winter is past, the rain is over and gone\\nthe flowers appear on the earth the time of the singing\\nof birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in\\nOur land. The Song of Solomon it. 11, 12.\\nThe little foxes, that spoil the vines. js.\\nTerrible as an army with banners. x 4 20.\\nLike the best wine, that goeth down sweetly,\\ncausing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.\\nvii. 9.\\nV Love is strong as death jealousy is cruel as the grave.\\nviii. 6.\\nMany waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods\\ndrown it. 7.\\nThe ox knoweth his owner, and the ass his master s\\nCrib. haiah i. 3.\\nThe whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint. 5.\\nAs a lodge in a garden of cucumbers. 8.\\nThey shall beat their swords into ploughshares, and\\ntheir spears into pruning-hooks nation shall not lift up\\nsword against nation, neither shall they learn war any\\nmore. ii. 4 Micah iv. 3.\\nIn that day a man shall cast his idols to the\\nmoles and to the bats. 20.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0862.jp2"}, "857": {"fulltext": "OLD TESTAMENT. 833\\nCease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils.\\nIsaiah ii. 22.\\nThe stay and. the staff, the whole stay of bread, and\\nthe whole stay of water. m. j.\\nGrind the faces of the poor. is.\\nWalk with stretched-forth necks and wanton eyes,\\nwalking and mincing as they go. ie.\\nIn that day seven women shall take hold of one man.\\niv.l.\\nWoe unto them that call evil good, and good evil.\\nv. 20,\\nI am a man of unclean lips. V i. 5.\\nThe Lord shall hiss for the fly that is in the utter-\\nmost parts of the rivers of Egypt. viiis.\\nWizards that peep and that mutter. mi. 19.\\nTo the law and to the testimony. 20.\\nThe ancient and honorable. x 15.\\nThe spirit of the Lord shall rest upon him, the spirit\\nof wisdom and understanding, the spirit of counsel and\\nmight, the spirit of knowledge and of the fear of the\\nLord. xi. 2.\\nThe wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the\\nleopard shall lie down with the kid. 6.\\nHell from beneath is moved for thee to meet thee at\\nthy coming. x v 9.\\nHow art thou fallen from heaven, Lucifer, son of\\nthe morning 12.\\nThe burden of the desert of the sea. X x%. 1.\\nBabylon is fallen, is fallen. 9.\\nWatchman, what of the night 11.\\nLet us eat and drink for to-morrow we shall die.\\nxxii. 13.\\n53", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0863.jp2"}, "858": {"fulltext": "834 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nFasten him as a nail in a sure place. Isaiah xxii. 23.\\nWhose merchants are princes. xx m 8\\nA feast of fat things. XXVm 6t\\nFor precept must be upon precept, precept upon pre-\\ncept line upon line, line upon line here a little, and\\nthere a little. xxvUi. 10.\\nWe have made a covenant with death, and with hell\\nare we at agreement. 25.\\nTheir strength is to sit still. XXXm 7,\\nNow go, write it before them in a table, and note it\\nin a book. 8.\\nThe desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose.\\nXXXV. 1.\\nThou trustest in the staff of this broken reed.\\nxxxvl. 6.\\nSet thine house in order. xxxviii. 1.\\nAll flesh is grass. xi. 6.\\nThe nations are as a drop of a bucket. 75.\\nA bruised reed shall he not break, and the smoking\\nflax shall he not quench. xlii. 3.\\nThere is no peace, saith the Lord, unto the wicked.\\nxlviii. 22.\\nHe is brought as a lamb to the slaughter. m. 7.\\nLet the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous\\nman his thoughts. i v 7.\\nA little one shall become a thousand, and a small one\\na strong nation. lx.22.\\nGive unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for\\nmourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heavi-\\nness. Ixi. 3.\\nI have trodden the wine-press alone. ixlii. 3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0864.jp2"}, "859": {"fulltext": "OLD TESTAMENT. 835\\nWe all do fade as a leaf. haiah Mv. 6.\\nPeace, peace when there is no peace.\\nJeremiah vi. 14 viii. 11.\\nStand ye in the ways, and see, and ask for the old\\npaths, where is the good way, and walk therein. 1 v -i. j\u00c2\u00bb.\\nAmend your ways and your doings. vii.3; xxvi.13.\\nIs there no balm in Gilead Is there no physician\\nthere viii. 22.\\nOh that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of\\nwayfaring men i x 2.\\nCan the Ethiopian change his skin, or the leopard his\\nspots xlii. 23.\\nA man of strife and a man of contention. X v. 10.\\nWritten with a pen of iron, and with the point of a\\ndiamond. xvii. i\\nHe shall be buried with the burial of an ass. asm. 19.\\nAs if a wheel had been in the midst of a wheel.\\nEzelciel x. 10.\\nThe fathers have eaten sour grapes, and the children s\\nteeth are set 011 edge. xviii. 2; Jeremiah xxxi. 29.\\nThou art weighed in the balances, and art found want-\\ning. Daniel v. 27.\\nThe thing is true, according to the law of the Mecles\\nand Persians, which altereth not. m 12.\\nMany shall run to and fro, and knowledge shall be\\nincreased. x n 4,\\nThey have sown the wind, and they shall reap the\\nwhirlwind. Hosea viii. 7.\\nI have multiplied visions, and used similitudes. 10.\\n1 Stare super vias antiquas. The Vulgate,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0865.jp2"}, "860": {"fulltext": "836 OLD TESTAMENT.\\nYour old men shall dream dreams, your young men\\nshall see visions. j oe l a. 28.\\nMultitudes in the valley of decision. m m u.\\nThey shall sit every man under his vine and under\\nhis fig-tree. Micuhiv.4.\\nWrite the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that\\nhe may run that readeth it. Habakkuk a. 2.\\nYour fathers, where are they And the prophets, do\\nthey live forever Zechariah i. 5.\\nFor who hath despised the day of small things\\niv. 10.\\nPrisoners of hope. ix.12.\\nI was wounded in the house of my friends. xiii. 6.\\nBut unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of\\nrighteousness arise with healing in his wings.\\nMalachi iv. 2.\\nGreat is truth, and mighty above all things. 1\\n1 Esdras iv. 41.\\nUnto you is paradise opened. 2 Esdras via. 52.\\nI shall light a candle of understanding in thine heart,\\nwhich shall not be put out. x iv. 25.\\nSo they [Azarias and Tobias] went forth both, and the\\nyoung man s dog went with them. Tobit v. 16.\\nSo they went their way, and the dog went after them.\\nxi. 4.\\nOur time is a very shadow that passeth away.\\nWisdom of Solomon ii. 5.\\nLet us crown ourselves with rosebuds before they be\\nwithered. a. 8.\\nWisdom is the gray hair unto men, and an unspotted\\nlife is old age. iv. 8.\\n1 Magna est Veritas et prsevalet \u00e2\u0080\u0094The Vulyate.\\nUsually quoted Magna est Veritas et praevalebit.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0866.jp2"}, "861": {"fulltext": "OLD TESTAMENT. 837\\nWhen I was born I drew in the common air, and fell\\nupon the earth, which is of like nature, and the first\\nvoice which I uttered was crying, as all others do. 1\\nWisdom of Solomon vii. 3.\\nObserve the opportunity. Ecclesiastics it. 20.\\nBe not ignorant of anything in a great matter or a\\nsmall. v 15\\nWhatsoever thou takest in hand, remember the end,\\nand thou shalt never do amiss. v u t 3 e.\\nMiss not the discourse of the elders. r iH. 9.\\nForsake not an old friend, for the new is not com-\\nparable unto him. A new friend is as new wine when\\nit is old thou shalt drink it with pleasure. ix.10.\\nHe that toucheth pitch shall be defiled therewith.\\nxiii. 1.\\nHe will laugh thee to scorn.\\nGladness of heart is the life of man, and the joyful-\\nness of a man prolongeth his days. xxx 22.\\nConsider that I laboured not for myself only, but for\\nall them that seek learning. xxxiii. 17.\\nFor of the most High cometh healing. xxxviu. 2.\\nWhose talk is of bullocks. 25.\\nThese were honoured in their generations, and were the\\nglory of the times. xUv. 7.\\nThere be of them that have left a name behind them.\\n8.\\nNicanor lay dead in his harness. 2 Maccabees xv. 28.\\nIf I have done well, and as is fitting, it is that\\nwhich I desired but if slenderly and meanly, it is that\\nwhich I could attain unto. 38.\\n1 See Pliny, page 717.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0867.jp2"}, "862": {"fulltext": "838 NEW TESTAMENT.\\nNEW TESTAMENT.\\nBachel weeping for her children, and would not be\\ncomforted, because they are not.\\nMatthew ii. 18 Jeremiah xxxi. 15.\\nMan shall not live by bread alone.\\niv. 4 Deuteronomy viii. 3.\\nYe are the salt of the earth but if the salt have lost\\nhis savour, wherewith shall it be salted Matthew v. 13.\\nYe are the light of the world. A city that is set on\\nan hill cannot be hid. u.\\nYe have heard that it have been said, Thou shalt love\\nthy neighbour, and hate thine enemy. 43.\\nTake heed that ye do not your alms before men, to\\nbe seen of them. w 1,\\nWhen thou doest alms, let not thy left hand know\\nwhat thy right hand doeth. 3.\\nThey think that they shall be heard for their much\\nspeaking. 7,\\nLay up for yourselves treasures in heaven. 20.\\nWhere your treasure is, there will your heart be also.\\n21.\\nThe light of the body is the eye. 22.\\nYe cannot serve God and Mammon. 24.\\nTake no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or\\nwhat ye shall drink. 25.\\nConsider the lilies of the field, how they grow they\\ntoil not, neither do they spin. 28.\\nTake therefore no thought for the morrow for the\\nmorrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Suf-\\nficient unto the day is the evil thereof. 34.\\nNeither cast ye your pearls before swine. v u. e.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0868.jp2"}, "863": {"fulltext": "NEW TESTAMENT. 839\\nAsk, and it shall be given you seek, and ye shall\\nfind knock, and it shall be opened unto you.\\nMatthew vii. 7.\\nEvery one that asketh receiveth and he that seek-\\neth findeth.\\nOr what man is there of you, whom if his son ask\\nbread, will he give him a stone? 9,\\nTherefore all things whatsoever ye would that men\\nshould do to you, do ye even so to them for this is\\nthe law and the prophets. j 2\\nWide is the gate and broad is the way that leadeth\\nto destruction. 13,\\nStrait is the gate and narrow is the way. 24.\\nBy their fruits ye shall know them. 20.\\nIt was founded upon a rock. 25.\\nThe foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have\\nnests but the Son of Man hath not where to lay his\\nhead. v m. 20.\\nThe harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are\\nfew. ix. 37.\\nBe ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as\\ndoves. x. 16,\\nThe very hairs of your head are all numbered. 30.\\nWisdom is justified of her children.\\nxi. 19 Luke vii. 35.\\nThe tree is known by his fruit. x n. 33.\\nOut of the abundance of the heart the mouth speak-\\neth. 34.\\nPearl of great price. xin. 46.\\nA prophet is not without honour, save in his own\\ncountry and in his own house. 57.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0869.jp2"}, "864": {"fulltext": "840 NEW TESTAMENT.\\nBe of good cheer it is I be not afraid.\\nMatthew xiv. 27.\\nIf the blind lead the blind, both shall fall into the\\nditch. xv 14\\nThe dogs eat of the crumbs which fall from their\\nmasters table. 2 7.\\nWhen it is evening, ye say it will be fair weather for\\nthe sky is red. xvit 2\\nThe signs of the times. 3t\\nGet thee behind me, Satan. 2 3.\\nWhat is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole\\nworld, and lose his own soul 26.\\nIt is good for us to be here. xv u, 4 t\\nWhat therefore God hath joined together, let not man\\nput asunder. xxx 6t\\nLove thy neighbour as thyself. 29.\\nIt is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a\\nneedle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom\\nof God. 24.\\nBorne the burden and heat of the day. xx 12.\\nIs it not lawful for me to do what I will with mine\\nown 25.\\nFor many are called, but few are chosen. xx u. 24.\\nThey made light of it. 5.\\nBender therefore unto Caesar the things which are\\nCaesar s. 21.\\nWoe unto you, for ye pay tithe of mint and anise\\nand cummin. xxiil 23.\\nBlind guides, which strain at a gnat, and swallow a\\ncamel. 24.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0870.jp2"}, "865": {"fulltext": "NEW TESTAMENT. 841\\nWhited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful out-\\nward, but are within full of dead men s bones.\\nMatthew xxiii. 27.\\nAs a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings. 37.\\nWars and rumours of wars. X xiv. 6.\\nThe end is not yet. ibid.\\nWheresoever the carcass is, there will the eagles be\\ngathered together. 28.\\nAbomination of desolation. 15 Mark xiil. 14.\\nUnto every one that hath shall be given, and he shall\\nhave abundance but from him that hath not shall be\\ntaken away even that which he hath. X xv. 29.\\nThe spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.\\nxxvi. 41.\\nThe Sabbath was made for man, and not man for the\\nSabbath. Mark a. 27.\\nIf a house be divided against itself, that house cannot\\nstand. ui 25.\\nHe that hath ears to hear, let him hear. i v 9.\\nMy name is Legion. Vt g.\\nMy little daughter lieth at the point of death. 23.\\nClothed, and in his right mind. 15; Lukeviii.35.\\nWhere their worm clieth not, and the fire is not\\nquenched. 44%\\nGlory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good\\nwill toward men. Luke il. 14.\\nThe axe is laid unto the root of the trees. m. 9.\\nPhysician, heal thyself. i Vm 23.\\nWoe unto you, when ,all men shall speak well of you\\nvi. 26.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0871.jp2"}, "866": {"fulltext": "842 NEW TESTAMENT.\\nXothing is secret which shall not be made manifest.\\nLuke viii. 17.\\nPeace be to this house. Xt 5t\\nThe labourer is worthy of his hire. 7; 1 Timothy v. 18.\\nGo, and do thou likewise. 37\\nBut one thing is needful and Mary hath chosen that\\ngood part which shall not be taken away from her. 42.\\nHe that is not with me is against me. x i 23.\\nSoul, thou hast much goods laid up for many years\\ntake thine ease, eat, drink, and be merry. x a. 19.\\nLet your loins be girded about, and your lights burn-\\ning. 35.\\nWhich of you, intending to build a tower, sitteth not\\ndown first, and counteth the cost, whether he have suf-\\nficient to finish it. x w. 28.\\nThe children of this world are in their generation\\nwiser than the children of light. X vi. 8.\\nIt were better for him that a millstone were hanged\\nabout his neck, and he cast into the sea. X vU. 2.\\nRemember Lot s wife. 32.\\nOut of thine own mouth will I judge thee. x x 22.\\nIf they do these things in a green tree, what shall be\\ndone in the dry xx i, 31.\\nHe was a good man, and a just. 50.\\nDid not our heart burn within us while he talked with\\nus xx i v 32.\\nThe true light, which lighteth every man that cometh\\ninto the world. John 9.\\nCan there any good thing come out of Nazareth 40.\\nThe wind bloweth where it listeth. m. 8.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0872.jp2"}, "867": {"fulltext": "NEW TESTAMENT. 843\\nHe was a burning and a shining light. j j in v 35t\\nGather up the fragments that remain, that nothing be\\nlost. vi, 12\\nJudge not according to the appearance. v a m 2 4.\\nThe truth shall make you free. r j#. 32\\nThere is no truth in him. 44m\\nThe night cometh when no man can work. i x 4t\\nThe poor always ye have with you. xiL 8\\nWalk while ye have the light, lest darkness come upon\\nyou. 35\\nLet not your heart be troubled. x v 2.\\nIn my Father s house are many mansions. 2.\\nGreater love hath no man than this, that a man lay\\ndown his life for his friends. xv.13.\\nThy money perish with thee. Acts via. 20.\\nIt is hard for thee to kick against the pricks. i x 5.\\nNow there was at Joppa a certain disciple named\\nTabitha, which by interpretation is called Dorcas this\\nwoman was full of good works and almsdeeds which\\nshe did. 36\\nLewd fellows of the baser sort. zvii. 5.\\nGreat is Diana of the Ephesians. x lx. 2s.\\nThe law is open. 33.\\nIt is more blessed to give than to receive. xx 35.\\nBrought up in this city at the feet of Gamaliel.\\nxxii. 3.\\nWhen I have a convenient season, I will call for thee.\\nxxiv. 25.\\nI appeal unto Caesar. X xv. 11.\\nWords of truth and soberness. xxvi. 25.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0873.jp2"}, "868": {"fulltext": "844 NEW TESTAMENT\\nFor this thing was not done in a corner. Acts xxvL 26.\\nAlmost thou persuadest me to be a Christian 28.\\nThere is no respect of persons with God. Romans 11. 11.\\nFear of God before their eyes. is.\\nGod forbid. 31.\\nWho against hope believed in hope. i v 18.\\nSpeak after the manner of men. V L 19.\\nThe wages of sin is death. 23.\\nFor the good that I would I do not but the evil which\\nI would not, that I do. mi. 19.\\nAll things work together for good to them that love\\nGod. 28.\\nHath not the potter power over the clay, of the same\\nlump to make one vessel unto honour, and another unto\\ndishonour i x 21.\\nA zeal of God, but not according to knowledge. x 2.\\nGiven to hospitality. xil 13.\\nBe not wise in your own conceits. 20.\\nEecompense to no man evil for evil. Provide things\\nhonest in the sight of all men. i7\\nIf it be possible, as much as lieth in you, live peace-\\nably with all men. 18t\\nIf thine enemy hunger, feed him if he thirst, give\\nhim drink for in so doing thou shalt heap coals of fire\\non his head. 2 o.\\nBe not overcome of evil, but overcome evil with good.\\n21.\\nThe powers that be are ordained of God. x iii. 1.\\nRender therefore to all their dues. 7.\\nOwe no man anything, but to love one another.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0874.jp2"}, "869": {"fulltext": "NEW TESTAMENT. 845\\nLove is the fulfilling of the law. Romans xiii. 10.\\nLet every man be fully persuaded in his own mind.\\nxiv. 5.\\nGod hath chosen the foolish things of the world to con-\\nfound the wise and God hath chosen the weak things\\nof the world to confound the things that are mighty.\\n1 Corinthians i. 27.\\nI have planted, Apollos watered but God gave the\\nincrease. m. o.\\nEvery man s work shall be made manifest. 13.\\nNot to think of men above that which is written. 1\\niv. 6,\\nAbsent in body, but present in spirit. v 3,\\nThe fashion of this world passeth away. v u. 31.\\nI am made all things to all men. x 22.\\nLet him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he\\nfall. x. 12.\\nThough I speak with the tongues of men and of an-\\ngels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding\\nbrass, or a tinkling cymbal. xiii. 1.\\nThough I have all faith, so that I could remove moun-\\ntains, and have not charity, I am nothing. 2.\\nCharity suffereth long and is kind charity envieth\\nnot charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up. 4.\\nWe know in part, and we prophesy in part. 9.\\nWhen I was a child, I spake as a child. When I\\nbecame a man, I put away childish things. u.\\nNow we see through- a glass, darkly. 12.\\nAnd now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three but\\nthe greatest of these is charity. 13.\\nIf the trumpet give an uncertain sound. xiv. 8.\\n1 Usually quoted, u To be wise above that which is written.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0875.jp2"}, "870": {"fulltext": "846 NEW TESTAMENT.\\nLet all things be done decently and in order.\\n1 Corinthians xiv. 40.\\nEvil communications corrupt good manners. 1 xv 33,\\nThe first man is of the earth, earthy. 47t\\nIn the twinkling of an eye. 52\\nO death, where is thy sting grave, where is thy\\nvictory 55\\nNot of the letter, but of the spirit for the letter kill-\\neth, but the Spirit giveth life. 2 Corinthians Hi. 6.\\nWe have such hope, we use great plainness of speech.\\n12.\\nWe walk by faith, not by sight. v. 7.\\nNow is the accepted time. v i. 2.\\nBy evil report and good report. s.\\nAs having nothing, and yet possessing all things. 10.\\nThough I be rude in speech. xi. 6.\\nForty stripes save one. 24.\\nA thorn in the flesh. xii. 7.\\nStrength is made perfect in weakness. 9.\\nThe right hands of fellowship. Galatians U. 9.\\nWeak and beggarly elements. fa 9.\\nIt is good to be zealously affected always in a good\\nthing. is.\\nYe are fallen from grace. v. 4.\\nA little leaven leaveneth the whole lump. 9.\\nEvery man shall bear his own burden. vi. 5.\\n1 QeeLpovo-iv tfdri XPfoV 6pi\\\\(ai kclkclL Menander (341 b. a). (Diib-\\nner s edition of his Fragments, appended to Aristophanes in Didot s\\nBibliotheca Grseca, p. 102, line 101.)", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0876.jp2"}, "871": {"fulltext": "NEW TESTAMENT. 847\\nWhatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.\\nGalatians vi. 7.\\nMiddle wall of partition. Ephesiam a. 14,\\nCarried about with every wind of doctrine. i v u.\\nSpeak every man truth with his neighbour. 2 5.\\nBe ye angry, and sin not let not the sun go down\\nupon your wrath. 26.\\nTo live is Christ, and to die is gain. Philippians I 21.\\nWhose God is their belly, and whose glory is in their\\nshame. m. 19.\\nThe peace of God, which passeth all understanding.\\niv. 7.\\nWhatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are\\nhonest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things\\nare pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things\\nare of good report if there be any virtue, and if there\\nbe any praise, think on these things. g.\\nI have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to\\nbe content. n\\nTouch not taste not handle not. Colos.nans a. 21,\\nSet your affections on things above, not on things on\\nthe earth. m 2\\nLet your speech be alway with grace, seasoned with\\nsalt. iVm6m\\nLabour of love. 2 Thessalonians L 3.\\nStudy to be quiet. llm\\nProve all things hold fast that which is good. v 21.\\nThe law is good, if a man use it lawfully.\\n1 Timothy i. 8.\\nNot greedy of filthy lucre. m. 3.\\nHe hath denied the faith, and is worse than an infidel.\\nv.8.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0877.jp2"}, "872": {"fulltext": "848 NEW TESTAMENT.\\nBusybodies, speaking things which they ought not.\\n1 Timothy v. 13.\\nDrink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy\\nstomach s sake. 2 3.\\nThe love of money is the root of all evil. 10\\nFight the good fight. 12.\\nEich in good works. 2 s.\\nScience falsely so called. 2 o.\\nA workman that needeth not to be ashamed.\\n2 Timothy ii. 15.\\nI have fought a good fight, I have finished my course,\\nI have kept the faith. fo 7m\\nUnto the pure all things are pure. Titus i\\\\ 15.\\nSuch as have need of milk, and not of strong meat.\\nHebrews v. 12.\\nEvery one that useth milk is unskilful in the word of\\nrighteousness for he is a babe. 13.\\nStrong meat belongeth to them that are of full age.\\n14.\\nIf Ood be for us, who can be against us. via. 31.\\nFaith is the substance of things hoped for, the evi-\\ndence of things not seen. X i. 1,\\nOf whom the world was not worthy. 38,\\nA cloud of witnesses. \u00c2\u00bb7 1.\\nWhom the Lord loveth he chasteneth. 6.\\nThe spirits of just men made perfect. 23.\\nBe not forgetful to entertain strangers, for thereby\\nsome have entertained angels unawares. xiii. 2.\\nYesterday, and to-day, and forever. 8.\\nBlessed is the man that endureth temptation for\\nwhen he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life.\\nJames i. 12.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0878.jp2"}, "873": {"fulltext": "NEW TESTAMENT. 849\\nBe swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath.\\nJames i. 19.\\nHow great a matter a little fire kinclletli m 5.\\nThe tongue can no man tame it is an unruly evil. 1\\n8.\\nEesist the Devil, and he will flee from you. i Vm 7.\\nHope to the end. 1 Peter l 13.\\nFear G-ocl. Honour the king. a. 17.\\nOrnament of a meek and quiet spirit. m. 4.\\nGiving honour unto the wife as unto the weaker\\nvessel. 7.\\nBe ye all of one mind. 8\\nCharity shall cover the multitude of sins. v 8.\\nBe sober, be vigilant because your adversary, the\\nDevil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom\\nhe may devour. Vm\\nAnd the day star arise in your hearts. 2 Peter i. 19.\\nThe dog is turned to his own vomit again. a, 22.\\nBowels of compassion. lJohniiiir.\\nThere is no fear in love but perfect love casteth out\\nfear. v is.\\nBe thou faithful unto death. Revelation u. 10.\\nHe shall rule them with a rod of iron. 27,\\nAll nations and kindreds and tongues. vii. 9.\\nI am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end,\\nthe first and the last. xxU.13.\\n1 Usually quoted, u The tongue is an unruly member.\\n54", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0879.jp2"}, "874": {"fulltext": "850 BOOK OF COMMON PRAYER.\\nBOOK OF COMMON PRAYER.\\nWe have left undone those things which we ought to\\nhave clone and we have done those things which we\\nOUght not to have done. Morning Prayer.\\nThe noble army of martyrs. ibid.\\nAfflicted, or distressed, in mind, body, or estate.\\nPrayer for all Conditions of Men.\\nHave mercy upon us miserable sinners. The Litany.\\nFrom envy, hatred, and malice, and all uncharitable-\\nness. ibid.\\nThe world, the flesh, and the devil. ibid.\\nThe kindly fruits of the earth. ibid.\\nEead, mark, learn, and inwardly digest.\\nCollect for the Second Sunday in Advent.\\nE enounce the Devil and all his works.\\nBap t ism of Infa n ts.\\nGrant that the old Adam in these persons may be so\\nburied, that the new man may be raised up in them.\\nBaptism of those of Riper Years.\\nThe pomps and vanity of this wicked world.\\nCatechism.\\nTo keep my hands from picking and stealing. ibid.\\nTo clo my duty in that state of life unto which it shall\\nplease God to call me. ibid.\\nAn outward and visible sign of an inward and spirit-\\nual grace. md.\\nLet him now speak, or else hereafter for ever hold his\\npeace. Solemnization of Matrimony.\\nTo have and to hold from this day forward, for bet-\\nter for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in\\nhealth, to love and to cherish, till death us do part.\\nibid.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0880.jp2"}, "875": {"fulltext": "BOOK OF COMMON PR AYER. T ATE AND BRADY. 851\\nTo love, cherish, and to obey.\\nSolemnization of Matrimony\\nWith this ring I thee wed, with my body I thee wor-\\nship, and with all my worldly goods I thee endow. 1\\nibid.\\nIn the midst of life we are in death. 2\\nThe Burial Service,\\nEarth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in sure\\nand certain hope of the resurrection.\\nWhose service is perfect freedom. Collect for Peace,\\nShow thy servant the light of thy countenance.\\nThe Psalter. Psalm xxxi. 18.\\nBut it was even thou, my companion, my guide, and\\nmine own familiar friend. h.u.\\nMen to be of one mind in an house. ixviii. 6.\\nThe iron entered into his soul. cv.is.\\nThe dew of thy birth is of the womb of the morning.\\nex. 3.\\nTATE AND BEADY. 3\\nUntimely grave. Psahn mi.\\nAnd though he promise to his loss,\\nHe makes his promise good. xv. 5.\\nThe sweet remembrance of the just\\nShall nourish when he sleeps in dust. cadi. 6.\\n1 With this ring I thee wed, and with all my worldly goods I thee\\nendow. Booh of Common Prayer, according to the use of the Protestant\\nEpiscopal Church in America.\\n2 This is derived from a Latin antiphon, said to have been composed by\\nNotker, a monk of St. Gall, in 911, while watching some workmen build-\\ning a bridge at Martin sbnicke, in peril of their lives. It forms the ground-\\nwork of Luther s antiphon De Morte.\\n3 Xahum Tate, 1652-1715: Nicholas Brady, 1659-1726.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0881.jp2"}, "876": {"fulltext": "APPENDIX.\\nAll the brothers were valiant, and all the sisters vir-\\ntuous.\\nFrom the inscription on the tomb of the Duchess of Newcastle in West-\\nminster Abbey.\\nAm I not a man and a brother\\nFrom a medallion by Wedgwood (1787), representing a negro in chains,\\nwith one knee on the ground, and both hands lifted up to heaven.\\nThis was adopted as a characteristic seal by the Antislavery Society\\nof London.\\nAnything for a quiet life.\\nTitle of a play by Middleton.\\nArt and part.\\nA Scotch law-phrase, an accessory before and after the fact. A man\\nis said to be art and part of a crime when he contrives the manner\\nof the deed, and concurs with and encourages those who commit the\\ncrime, although he does not put his own hand to the actual execu-\\ntion of it. Scott Tales of a Grandfather, chap. xxii. (Execution\\nof Morton.)\\nArt preservative of all arts.\\nFrom the inscription upon the facade of the house at Harlem formerly\\noccupied by Laurent Koster (or Coster), who is charged, among others,\\nwith the invention of printing. Mention is first made of this inscrip-\\ntion about 1628\\nMemorise sacrum\\nTypographia\\nArs artium omnium\\nconservatrix.\\nHlC PRIMUM IN VENT A\\nCirca annum mccccxl.\\nAs gingerly.\\nChapman May Day. Shakespeare Two Gentlemen of Verona.\\nBe sure you are right, then go ahead.\\nThe motto of David Crockett in the war of 1812.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0882.jp2"}, "877": {"fulltext": "APPENDIX. 853\\nBefore you could say Jack Robinson.\\nThis current phrase is said to be derived from a humorous song by Hud-\\nson, a tobacconist in Shoe Lane, London. He was a professional song-\\nwriter and vocalist, who used to be engaged to sing at supper-rooms\\nand theatrical houses.\\nA warke it ys as easie to be done\\nAs tys to save Jacke robys on,\\nHalliwell: Archozological Dictionary.\\n(Cited from an old Play.)\\nBegging the question.\\nThis is a common logical fallacy, petitio principli and the first explana-\\ntion of the phrase is to be found in Aristotle s Topica, viii. 13, where\\nthe five ways of begging the question are set forth. The earliest Eng-\\nlish work in which the expression is found is The Arte of Logike\\nplainlie set forth in our English Tongue, C (1534:.)\\nBetter to wear out than to rust out.\\nWhen a friend told Bishop Cumberland (1632-1718) he would wear\\nhimself out by his incessant application, It is better, replied the\\nBishop, to wear out than to rust out. 1 Horxe Sermon on the\\nDuty of Contending for the Truth.\\nBoswell Tour to the Hebrides, p. 18, note.\\nBeware of a man of one book.\\nWhen St. Thomas Aquinas was asked in what maimer a man might\\nbest become learned, he answered, By reading one book. The\\nhomo unius libri is indeed proverbially formidable to all conver-\\nsational figurantes. Southey: The Doctor, p. 164.\\nBitter end.\\nThis phrase is nearly without meaning as it is used. The true phrase,\\nbetter end, is used properly to designate a crisis, or the moment\\nof an extremity. When in a gale a vessel has paid out all her cable,\\nher cable has run out to the better end, \u00e2\u0080\u0094the end which is secured\\nwithin the vessel and little used. Robinson Crusoe in describing the\\nterrible storm in Yarmouth Roads says, We rode with two anchors\\nahead, and the cables veered out to the better end.\\nCockles of the heart.\\nLatham says the most probable explanation of this phrase lies (1) in the\\nlikeness of a heart to a cockleshell, the base of the former being\\ncompared to the hinge of the latter (2) in the zoological name for\\nthe cockle and its congeners being Cardium, from tcapSia (heart).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0883.jp2"}, "878": {"fulltext": "854 APPENDIX.\\nCastles in the air.\\nThis is a proverbial phrase found throughout English literature, the first\\ninstance noted being in Sir Philip Sidney s Defence of Poesy.\\nConsistency, thou art a jewel.\\nThis is one of those popular sayings like Be good, and you will be\\nhappy, or Virtue is its own reward that, like Topsy, never\\nwas born, only jist growed. From the earliest times it has been the\\npopular tendency to call this or that cardinal virtue, or bright and\\nshining excellence, a jewel, by waj r of emphasis. For example, Iago\\nsays,\\nGood name, in man or woman, dear my lord,\\nIs the immediate jewel of their souls.\\nShakespeare elsewhere calls experience a jewel. Miranda says her\\nmodesty is the jewel in her dower and in All s Well that ends\\nWell, Diana terms her chastity the jewel of her house. R. A.\\nWight\\ndiscretion, thou art a jewel The Skylark, a Collection of well-\\nchosen English Songs. (London, 1772.)\\nThe origin of this expression is unknown. Some wag of the day\\nallayed public curiosity in regard to its source with the information\\nthat it is from the ballad of Robin Roughhead in Murtagh s Col-\\nlection of Ballads (1754). It is needless to say that Murtagh is a\\nverbal phantom, and the ballad of Robin Roughhead first appeared\\nin an American newspaper in 1867.\\nCotton is King or Slavery in the Light of Political\\nEconomy.\\nThis is the title of a book by David Christy (1855).\\nThe expression Cotton is king was used by James Henry Ham-\\nmond in the United States Senate, March, 1858.\\nDead as Chelsea.\\nTo get Chelsea to obtain the benefit of that hospital. Dead as Chel-\\nsea, by God an exclamation uttered by a grenadier at Fontenoy,\\non having his leg carried away by a cannon-ball. Dictionary of\\nthe Vulgar Tongue, 1758 (quoted by Brady, Varieties of Litera-\\nture, 1826).\\nDie in the last ditch.\\nTo William of Orange may be ascribed this saying. When Bucking-\\nham urged the inevitable destruction which hung over the United\\nProvinces, and asked him whether he did not see that the common-\\nwealth was ruined, There is one certain means, replied the Prince,\\nby which I can be sure never to see my country s ruin, I will die\\nin the last ditch. \u00e2\u0080\u0094Hume History of England. (1622.)", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0884.jp2"}, "879": {"fulltext": "APPENDIX. 855\\nDrive a coach, and six through, an Act of Parliament.\\nMacauiay History of England. chap, xii.) gives a saying often in\\nthe mouth of Stephen Rice [afterward Chief Baron of the Exchequer],\\nI will drive a coach and six through the Act of Settlement.- J?\\nDuring good behaviour.\\nThat after the said limitation shall take effect, judge s commissions\\nbe made quandu se bene gesserit. Statutes 12 and 13 William III.\\nc. 2. sect. 3.\\nEclipse first, the rest nowhere.\\nDeclared by Captain O Kelley at Epsom, May 3, 1769. Annals of\\nSporting, vol. ii. p. 271.\\nEmerald Isle.\\nThis expression was first used in a song called Erin, to her own\\nTune, by Dr. William Drennan [1754-1820).\\nEra of good feeling.\\nThe title of an article in the Boston Centinel, July 12, 1317.\\nEternal vigilance is the price of liberty.\\nIt is the common fate of the indolent to see their rights become a\\nprey to the active. The condition upon which God hath given lib-\\nerty to man is eternal vigilance which condition if he break, servi-\\ntude is at once the consequence of his crime and the punishment\\nof his guilt. John Philpot Curkah Speech upon the Right of\\nElection, 1790. (Speeches. Dublin, 1808.)\\nThere is one safeguard known generally to the wise, which is an\\nadvantage and security to all. but especially to democracies as\\nagainst despot-. What is it V Distrust. Demosthenes Philip-\\npic 2. sect. 24.\\nFiat justitia mat caelum.\\nWrLLiAM Watson: Decacordon of Ten Quodiibeticall Questions (1G02).\\nPrynne Fresh Discovery of Prodigious New Wandering-Blazing\\nStars (second edition, London, 1646). Ward-. Simple Cobbler of\\nAggawam in America (1647).\\nFiat Justitia et mat Mundus. Egerton Papers (1552. p. 25). Cam-\\nden Society (1840). AlKDM Court and Times of James I., vol. ii.\\np. 500 (1625).\\nJanuary 31. 1642. the Duke of Richmond in a speech before the House\\nof Lords used these words Regnet Justitia et ruat Cesium. (Old\\nParliamentary History, vol. x. p. 28.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0885.jp2"}, "880": {"fulltext": "856 APPENDIX.\\nFree soil, free men, free speech, Fremont.\\nThe Republican Party rallying cry in 1856.\\nGentle craft.\\nAccording to Brady u Clavis Calendaria this designation arose\\nfrom the fact that in an old romance a prince of the name of Cris-\\npin is made to exercise, in honour of his namesake, Saint Crispin, the\\ntrade of shoemaking. There is a tradition that King Edward IV.,\\nin one of his disguises, once drank with a party of shoemakers, and\\npledged them. The story is alluded to in the old play of George\\na-Greene (1599):\\nMarry, because you have drank with the King,\\nAnd the King hath so graciously pledged you,\\nYou shall no more be called shoemakers\\nBut you and yours, to the world s end,\\nShall be called the trade of the gentle craft.\\nGentlemen of the French guard, fire first.\\nLord C. Hay at the battle of Fontenoy, 1745. To which the Comte\\ndAuteroches replied, Sir, we never fire first please to fire your-\\nselves. Fournier V Esprit dans Vhistoire.\\nGood as a play.\\nAn exclamation of Charles II. when in Parliament attending the dis-\\ncussion of Lord Ross s Divorce Bill.\\nThe king remained in the House of Peers while his speech was taken\\ninto consideration, a common practice with him for the debates\\namused his sated mind, and were sometimes, he used to say, as good\\nas a comedy. Macaulay Review of the Life and Writings of\\nSir William Temple.\\nNullos his mallem ludos spectasse. Horace Satires, ii. 8, 79.\\nGreatest happiness of the greatest number.\\nThat action is best which procures the greatest happiness for the great-\\nest numbers. Hutcheson Inquiry concerning Moral Good and\\nEvil, sect. 3. (1720.)\\nPriestley was the first (unless it was Beccaria) who taught my lips to\\npronounce this sacred truth, that the greatest happiness of the\\ngreatest number is the foundation of morals and legislation. Ben-\\ntham Works, vol. x. p. 142.\\nThe expression is used by Beccaria in the introduction to his li Essay\\non Crimes and Punishments. (1764.)\\nHanging of his cat on Monday\\nFor killing of a mouse on Sunday.\\nDrunken Barnaby s Four Journeys (edition of 1805, p. 5).", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0886.jp2"}, "881": {"fulltext": "APPENDIX. 857\\nHobson s choice.\\nTobias Hobson (died 1630) was the first man in England that let out\\nhackney horses. When a man came for a horse he was led into the\\nstable, where there was a great choice, but he obliged him to take\\nthe horse which stood next to the stable-door so that every cus-\\ntomer was alike well served according to his chance, from whence\\nit became a proverb when what ought to be your election was forced\\nupon you, to say, Hobson s choice. Spectator, No. 509,\\nWhere to elect there is but one,\\nT is Hobson s choice, take that or none.\\nThomas Ward (1577-1639): England s Reformation,\\nchap. iv. p. 326.\\nIntolerable in Almighty God to a black beetle.\\nLord Coleridge remarked that Maule told him what he said in the\\nblack beetle matter: Creswell, who ha d been his pupil, was on\\nthe other side in a case where he was counsel, and was very lofty\\nin his manner. Maule appealed to the court My lords, we are\\nvertebrate animals, we are mammalia! My learned friend s manner\\nwould be intolerable in Almighty God to a black beetle. (Repeated\\nto a member of the legal profession in the United States.)\\nIt is a far cry to Lochow.\\nLochow and the adjacent districts formed the original seat of the\\nCampbells. The expression of a far cry to Lochow was pro-\\nverbial. (Note to Scott s Rob Roy, chap, xxix.)\\nLucid interval.\\nBacon: Henry VII. Sidney On Government, vol. chap. ii. sect. 24.\\nFuller A Pisgah Sight of Palestine, booh iv. chap. ii. South Ser-\\nmon, vol. viii. p. 403. Dryden: MacFlecknoe. Mathew Henry:\\nCommentaries, Psalm Ixxxviii. Johnson: Life of Lyttelton. Burke:\\nOn the French Revolution.\\nMsi suadeat intervallis.\\nBracton Folio 1243 and folio 420 b. Register Original, 267 a.\\nMince the matter.\\nCervantes: Don Quixote, Author s Preface. Shakespeare: Othello,\\nact ii. sc. 3. William King Ulysses and Teresias.\\nMonths without an R.\\nIt is unseasonable and unwholesome in all months that have not an\\nR in their name to eat an oyster. Butler DyeVs Dry Dinner.\\n(1599.)", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0887.jp2"}, "882": {"fulltext": "858 APPENDIX.\\nNation of shopkeepers.\\nFrom an oration purporting to have been delivered by Samuel Adams\\nat the State House in Philadelphia, Aug. 1, 1776. (Philadelphia,\\nprinted; London, reprinted for E. Johnson, No. 4 Ludgate Hill, 1876.)\\nW. Y. Wells, in his Life of Adams, says No such American edi-\\ntion has ever been seen, but at least four copies are known of the\\nLondon issue. A German translation of this oration was printed in\\n1778, perhaps at Berne; the place of publication is not given. 1\\nTo found a great empire for the sole purpose of raising up a people of\\ncustomers may at first sight appear a project fit only for a nation of\\nshopkeepers. Adam Smith Wealth of Nations, vol. ii. book iv.\\nchap. vii. part 3. (1775.)\\nAnd what is true of a shopkeeper is true of a shopkeeping nation.\\nTucker (Dean of Gloucester) Tract. (1766.)\\nLet Pitt then boast of his victory to his nation of shopkeepers. Ber-\\ntrand Barere. (June 11, 1794.)\\nNew departure.\\nThis new page opened in the book of our public expenditures, and this\\nnew departure taken, which leads into the bottomless gulf of civil\\npensions and family gratuities. Thomas H. Benton Speech in\\nthe United States Senate against a grant to President HarrisoJ^s\\nwidow, April, 1841.\\nNothing succeeds like success.\\nA French proverb.\\nOrthodoxy is my doxy Heterodoxy is another man s\\ndoxy.\\nI have heard frequent use, said the late Lord Sandwich, in a debate\\non the Test Laws, of the words orthodoxy and heterodoxy;\\nbut I confess myself at a loss to know precisely what they mean.\\nOrthodox} 7 my Lord, said Bishop Warburton, in a whisper,\\northodoxy is my doxy; heterodoxy is another man s doxy.\\nPriestley: Memoirs, vol. i.p. 572.\\nParadise of fools Fool s paradise.\\nThe earliest instance of this expression is found in William Bullein s\\nDialogue, p. 28 (1573). It is used by Shakespeare, Middleton,\\nMilton, Pope, Fielding, Crabbe, and others.\\nPaying through the nose.\\nGrimm says that Odin had a poll-tax which was called in Sweden a\\nnose-tax-, it was a penny per nose, or poll. Deutsche Rechts Alter-\\nthiimer.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0888.jp2"}, "883": {"fulltext": "APPENDIX. 859\\nPublic trusts.\\nIt is not fit the public trusts should be lodged in the hands of any till\\nthey are first proved, and found fit for the business they are to be\\nintrusted with. Mathew Hexey Commentaries, Timothy Hi.\\nTo execute laws is a royal office to execute orders is not to be a king.\\nHowever, a political executive magistracy, though merely such, is a\\ngreat trust. Burke On the French Revolution.\\nWhen a man assumes a public trust, he should consider himself as\\npublic property. Thomas Jefferson Winter in Washington,\\n1807 in a conversation with Baron Humboldt. See Earners\\nLife of Jefferson, p. 356 (Boston, 1834).\\nThe very essence of a free government consists in considering offices\\nas public trusts, bestowed for the good of the country, and not for\\nthe benefit of an individual or a party. Johx C. Calhoux Sjjeech,\\nJuly 13, 1835.\\nThe phrase, public office is a public trust, has of late become com-\\nmon property. Charles Sumxer (May 31, 1872).\\nThe appointing power of the pope is treated as a public trust. W. W.\\nCrapo (1881).\\nThe public offices are a public trust. Dorm ax B. Eatox (1881).\\nPublic office is a public trust. Abram S. Hewitt (1883).\\nHe who regards office as a public trust. Daxiel S. Lamoxt (1884).\\nEather your room as your company.\\nMarriage of Wit and Wisdom {circa 1570).\\nKebellion to tyrants is obedience to God.\\nFrom an inscription on the cannon near which the ashes of President\\nJohn Bradshaw were lodged, on the top of a high hill near Martha\\nBay in Jamaica. Stiles: History of the Three Judges of King\\nCharles I.\\nThis supposititious epitaph was found among the papers of Mr. Jeffer-\\nson, and in his handwriting. It was supposed to be one of Dr. Frank-\\nlin s spirit-stirring inspirations. Raxdall: Life of Jefferson, vol.\\nHi.}). 585.\\nEest and be thankful.\\nAn inscription on a stone seat on the top of one of the Highlands in\\nScotland. It is also the title of one of Wordsworth s poems.\\nEowland for an Oliver.\\nThese were two of the most famous in the list of Charlemagne s twelve\\npeers and their exploits are rendered so ridiculously and equally\\nextravagant by the old romancers, that from thence arose that say-\\ning amongst our plain and sensible ancestors of giving one a Row-\\nland for his Oliver, to signify the matching one incredible lie with\\nanother. Thomas Warburtox.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0889.jp2"}, "884": {"fulltext": "860 APPENDIX.\\nSardonic smile.\\nThe island of Sardinia, consisting chiefly of marshes and mountains,\\nhas from the earliest period to the present been cursed with a noxious\\nair, an ill-cultivated soil, and a scanty population. The convulsions\\nproduced by its poisonous plants gave rise to the expression of sar-\\ndonic smile, which is as old as Homer (Odyssey, xx. 302). Mahon:\\nHistory of England, vol. i.p. 287.\\nThe explanation given by Mahon of the meaning of sardonic smile\\nis to be sure the traditional one, and was believed in by the late\\nclassical writers. But in the Homeric passage referred to, the word\\nis sardanion {vapZavLov), not sardonion. There is no evidence\\nthat Sardinia was known to the composers of what we call Homer.\\nIt looks as though the word was to be connected with the verb (ralpoo,\\nshow the teeth; grin like a dog; hence that the sardonic\\nsmile was a grim laugh. M.H.Morgan.\\nSister Anne, do you see any one coming\\nThe anxious question of one of the wives of Bluebeard.\\nStone-wall Jackson.\\nThis saying took its rise from the battle of Bull Run, July 21, 1861.\\nSaid General Bernard E. Bee, See, there is Jackson, standing like\\na stone-wall.\\nThe King is dead Long live the King\\nThe death of Louis XIV. was announced by the captain of the body-\\nguard from a window of the state apartment. Raising his truncheon\\nabove his head, he broke it in the centre, and throwing the pieces\\namong the crowd, exclaimed in a loud voice, Le Roi est mort\\nThen seizing another staff, he flourished it in the air as he shouted,\\nVive le Roi Pardoe Life of Louis XIV., vol. in. p. 457.\\nThe woods are full of them\\nAlexander Wilson, in the Preface to his American Ornithology\\n(1808), quotes these words, and relates the story of a boy who had\\nbeen gathering flowers. On bringing them to his mother, he said\\nLook, my dear ma! What beautiful flowers I have found grow-\\ning in our place! Why, all the woods are full of them!\\nThin red line.\\nThe Russians dashed on towards that thin red-line streak tipped with\\na line of steel. Russell: The British Expedition to the Crimea\\n(revised edition), p. 187.\\nSoon the men of the column began to see that though the scarlet line\\nwas slender, it was very rigid and exact. Kinglake Invasion of\\nthe Crimea, vol. Hi. p. 455.\\nThe spruce beauty of the slender red line. Ibid, (sixth edition), vol.\\nHi. p. 248.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0890.jp2"}, "885": {"fulltext": "APPENDIX. 861\\nWhat you are pleased to call your mind.\\nA solicitor, after hearing Lord Westbuiy s opinion, ventured to say\\nthat he had turned the matter over in his mind, and thought that\\nsomething might be said on the other side to which he replied.\\nThen, sir, you will turn it over once more in what you are pleased\\nto call youi mind. Nash Life of Lord Westbury, vol. ii. 292.\\nWhen in doubt, win trie trick.\\nHoyle Twenty-four Rules for Learners. Rule 12.\\nWisdom of many and the wit of one.\\nA definition of a proverb which Lord John Russell gave one morn-\\ning at breakfast at Mardeck s. One man s wit. and all men s\\nwisdom. Memoirs of Mackintosh, vol. ii. p. 473.\\nWooden vvalls of England.\\nThe credite of the Realme. by defending the same with our TVodden\\nTTalles. as Themistocles called the Ship of Athens. Preface to the\\nEnglish translation of Linschoien London).\\nBut me no huts.\\nFielding Rape upon Rape, act ii. sc. 2. Aaron Hill Snake in\\nthe Grass, sc. 1.\\nCause me no causes.\\nMassinger A New Way to Pay Old Debts, act i. sc. 3.\\nClerk me no clerks.\\nScott Jvanhoe, chap, scar.\\nDiamond me no diamonds prize me no prizes\\nTennyson Idylls of the King. Elaine.\\nEnd me no ends.\\nMassinger A New Way to Pay Old Debts, act v. sc. 1.\\nFool me no fools.\\nBulweb Last Days cf Pompeii, bod: Hi. chap, r{.\\nFront me no fronts.\\nFord The Lad/fs Trial, act ii. sc. 1.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0891.jp2"}, "886": {"fulltext": "862 APPENDIX.\\nGrace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle.\\nShakespeare Richard II., act ii. sc. 3.\\nMadam me no madam.\\nDryden The Wild Gallant, act ii. sc. 2.\\nMap me no maps.\\nFielding Rape upon Rape, act i. sc, 5.\\nMidas me no Midas.\\nDryden The Wild Gallant, act ii. sc. 1.\\nme no O s.\\nBen Jonson The Case is Altered, act v. sc. 1.\\nParish me no parishes.\\nPeele The Old Wives Tale.\\nPetition me no petitions.\\nFielding Tom Thumb, act i. sc. 2.\\nPlay me no plays.\\nFoote The Knight, act ii.\\nPlot me no plots.\\nBeaumont and Fletcher The Knight of the Burning Pestle, act\\nii. sc. 5.\\nThank me no thanks, nor proud me no prouds.\\nShakespeare Romeo and Juliet, act id. sc. 5.\\nVirgin me no virgins.\\nMassinger A New Way to Pay Old Debts, act iii. sc. 2,\\nVow me no vows.\\nBeaumont and Fletcher Wit without Money, act iv. sc. 4.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0892.jp2"}, "887": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\nAaron s serpent, like, 317.\\nAbandon, all hope, 769.\\nAbashed the devil stood, 234.\\nAbbey, buried in the great, 592.\\nAbbots, where slumber, 332.\\nAbdiel, so spake the seraph, 235.\\nAbel, ask counsel at, 815.\\nAbhorred in my imagination, 144,\\nAbide with me, 569.\\nAbi-ezer, vintage of, 814.\\nAbility, knowing how to conceal, 795.\\nout of my lean and low, 77.\\nthat they never perform, 102.\\nto execute, 407.\\nto investigate, 750.\\nAble, more performance than they are,\\n102.\\nAblest navigators, 430.\\nAbode, dread, 386.\\nAbodes, aiming at the blest, 316.\\nAbominable, newspapers are, 441.\\nAbomination of desolation, 841.\\nAbora, singing of Mount, 500.\\nAbou Ben Adhem, 536.\\nAbove, affections on things, 847.\\nall Greek fame, 329.\\nall low delay, 524.\\nall Roman fame, 329.\\nall, this, 130.\\nany Greek or Roman, 267.\\nLord descended from, 23.\\nthat which is written, 845.\\nthe reach of ordinary men, 470.\\nthe smoke and stir, 243.\\nthe vulgar flight, 393.\\nthere is a life, 497.\\nthey that are, 197.\\ntis not so, 139\\nAbra was ready ere I called, 288.\\nAbraham s bosom, sleep in, 97.\\nAbram, O father, 62.\\nAbridgment of all that was pleasant in\\nman, 399.\\nAbroad, came flying all, 23, 327.\\nlet the soldier be, 527.\\nthe schoolmaster is, 527.\\nAbsence conquers love, 679.\\nconspicuous by his, 747.\\ndays of, sad and dreary, 802.\\nheart grow fonder in, 581.\\nAbsence I dote on his very, 61.\\nmakes the heart grow fonder, 581.\\nof mind, your, 509.\\nof occupation is not rest, 415.\\nstill increases love, 581.\\nAbsent child, my, 79.\\nfriends, remember, 757.\\nfrom him I roam, 497.\\nfrom the body, 508.\\nin body, but present in spirit, 845.\\nthee from felicity awhile, 146.\\nAbsents, presents endear, 509.\\nAbsolute, how, the knave is, 143.\\nrule, eye sublirne declared, 232.\\nshall, 103.\\nsway, with, 670.\\nAbsolutism tempered by assassination,\\n807.\\nAbstain from beans, 729.\\nAbstinence, easiness to the next, 141.\\neasy as temperance is difficult, 375.\\nAbstract and brief chronicles, 134.\\nAbsurd, to reason most, 127.\\nAbundance he shall have, 841.\\nof the heart, out of the, 839.\\nAbuse, stumbling on, 106.\\nAbuses me to damn me, 135.\\nthey that level at my, 163.\\nAbused, better to be much, 154.\\nor disabused, by himself, 317.\\nAbusing the king s English, 45.\\nAbysm of time, dark, 42.\\nAbyss, into this wild, 229.\\nAbyssinia, Prince of, 368.\\nAbyssinian maid, it was an, 500=\\nAcademe, grove of, 241.\\nAcademes that nourish all the world, 56.\\nAccents flow with artless ease, 437.\\nthat are ours, 39.\\nAccept a miracle instead of wit, 311.\\nAcceptation, worthy of all, 284.\\nAccepted time, now is the, 846.\\nAccess of stupidity, 371.\\nAccident, a happy, 174, 402, 792.\\nof an accident, 426.\\nAccidents by flood and field, 150.\\nchapter of, 353.\\nAccommodated, excellent to be, 89.\\nAccompany old age, that which, 124.\\nAccomplishment of verse, 479.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0893.jp2"}, "888": {"fulltext": "864\\nINDEX\\nAccompt, more for number than, 48.\\nAccord, good people all with one, 400.\\nAccording to knowledge, not, 844.\\nto the appearance, 843.\\nAccount, beggarly, of empty boxes, 108.\\nsent to my, 132.\\nAccoutred as I was I plunged in, 110,\\nAccurst, not what God blessed, 650,\\nAccuse not nature, 238.\\nAccusing spirit, the, 379.\\nAce, coldest that ever turned up, 159.\\nAchaians, again to the battle, 576.\\nAche, charm, with air, 53.\\npenury and imprisonment, 49.\\nwhile his heart doth, 266.\\nAches, fill all thy bones with, 42.\\nAchilles absent was Achilles still, 341.\\nassumed, what name, 219.\\nwhom we knew, 625.\\nAchilles tomb, stood upon, 558.\\nwrath to Greece, 336.\\nAching void, left an, 422.\\nA-cold, poor Tom s, 147\\nAcorn, the lofty oak from a small, 459.\\nAcorns, tall oaks from little, 459.\\nAcquaint, when we were first, 449.\\nAcquaintance, decrease it upon better, 45.\\nmy guide and mine, 820.\\npeople for a visiting, 440.\\nshould auld, be forgot, 449.\\nAcquaintances, new, 370.\\nAcquire and beget a temperance, 137.\\nAcre of barren ground, 42.\\nof his neighbor s corn, 472.\\nAcres, Cleon hath a million, 653.\\nfew paternal, 334.\\nover whose, walked, 82.\\nAct and know, does both, 263.\\ndone at haphazard, 751.\\nin the living present, 612.\\nof common passage, 160.\\nof life, dignity in every, 752.\\nof salvation, 139.\\nprologues to the swelling, 116.\\nthat blurs the grace, 140.\\nthat roars so loud, 140.\\nwell your part, 319.\\nActs being seven ages, 69.\\nexemplary, lives in, 36.\\nfour first, already passed, 312.\\nillustrious, high raptures do infuse,\\n220.\\nin memory, to keep good, 171.\\nlike a Samaritan, 607.\\nlittle nameless, 467.\\nnobly does well, 307.\\nof dear benevolence, 342.\\nour, our angels are, 183.\\nthe best who thinks most, 654.\\nthose graceful, 238.\\nunremembered, 467.\\nActing lies, not in, 320.\\nof a dreadful thing, 111.\\nonly when off the stage, 399.\\nAction action action, 741.\\nand counteraction, 409.\\ncause of doing any, 742.\\ncircumstance gives character to, 72G.\\nAction faithful in, 323.\\nfine, makes that and the, 204.\\nhow like an angel in, 134.\\nin the tented field, 150.\\nis transitory, 465.\\nlies, there the, 139.\\nlose the name of, 136.\\nmaterials of, are variable, 745.\\nmeasured by the sentiment, 602.\\nno noble, done, 688.\\nno stronger than a flower, 162.\\nno worthy, done, 688.\\nof the tiger, imitate in war, 91.\\npious, we sugar o er, 135\\nPuritans gave the world, 641.\\nsingle lovely, 662.\\nsuit the, to the word, 137.\\nsurfeit out of, 102.\\nvice dignified by, 106\\nActions, all her words and, 238.\\nare our epochs, 554.\\nblest at no end of his, 37,\\ngreat, no opportunities for, 727.\\nhabits increased by correspondent, 745.\\nmen s, proceed from one source, 743.\\nno other speaker of my living, 101.\\nnot always show the man, 320.\\nnot our fears make us traitors, 123.\\nof the just, 209.\\nof the last age, 258.\\nspeech the image of, 757.\\nvirtuous, are born and die, 670.\\nwords the shadows of, 729.\\nActor, condemn not the, 47.\\nwell graced, after a, 82.\\nActors, God and nature fill with, 194.\\nthese our, were all spirits, 43.\\nAd infinitum, so proceed, 290.\\nAda sole daughter, 542.\\nAdage, like the poor cat in the, 118.\\nAdam and Eve, son of, 288.\\ncup of cold, 289.\\nCupid, young, 105, 150.\\ndolve and Eve span, 685.\\ngardener, and his wife, 624.\\nthe goodliest man of men, 232,\\nthe offending, 90.\\nthe old, 850.\\nwaked so customed, 234.\\nAdam s ale, and drink of, 289.\\near left his voice, in, 237.\\nfall, we sinned all. in, 686.\\nsons born in sin, 190.\\nAdamant, cased in, 484.\\nAdamantine logic of dreamland, 663.\\nAdamas de rupe prsestantissimus, 219.\\nAdd to golden numbers, 182.\\nAdder, like the deaf 821.\\nstingeth like an, 828.\\nAdding fuel to the flame, 242.\\nAddison, days and nights to, 369.\\nAddress, wiped with a little, 416.\\nAddressing myself to my cap, 798.\\nAdds a precious seeing to the eye, 56.\\nAd hem, Abou Ben, 536.\\nAdhere, nor time nor place did, 118.\\nAdieu, drop a tear and bid, 671.\\nfor evermore, 453.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0894.jp2"}, "889": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n865\\nAdieu my native shore, 540.\\nshe cried, 348.\\nso sweetly she bade me, 380.\\nAdjunct, learning is but an, 55,\\nAdministered, whate er is best, 318.\\nAdministrations, most competent, 435,\\nAdmirable, how express and, 134.\\nAdmiral, last of all an, 507.\\nto kill an, 801.\\nAdmiration of virtue, 254.\\nfrom most fastidious critics, 591.\\nof weak minds, 240.\\nseason your, for a while, 128.\\nAdmire, like those who, us, 796.\\nmen of sense approve, fools, 324,\\nwhere none, 377.\\nAdmired, all who saw, 444.\\nby our domestics, 778.\\ndisorder, with most, 122.\\nAdmit impediments, 103.\\nAdmitted to that equal sky, 315.\\nAdolescens moritur, 479,\\nAdonis hath a sweet tooth, my, 33.\\nAdoption tried, their, 129.\\nAdoration, breathless with, 470.\\nAdore the hand that gives the blow, 289.\\nAdores and burns, 316.\\nAdored in every clime, 334.\\nthrough fear, 421.\\nAdorn a tale, point a moral, 365.\\nlooks the cottage might, 398.\\nnothing he did not, 307.\\nAdorns and cheers our way, 399.\\nAdorned in her husband s eye, 463.\\nin naked beauty more, 234.\\nthe most when unadorned. 356.\\nwhatever he spoke upon, 353.\\nAdorning with so much art, 261,\\nAdornment without embellishment, 705.\\nAdullam, cave, 814.\\nAdulteries of art, than all the, 178.\\nAdvantage dressed, nature to, 323.\\nfeet nailed for our, 82.\\nforget at times with. 709.\\nAdvantageous to life, 43.\\nAdventure of the diver, 643.\\nAdventuring both, oft found both, 60.\\nAdversaries, as, do in law, 72.\\nsouls of fearful, 95.\\nAdversary had written a book. 817.\\nthe devil, your, 849.\\nAdversite, fortunes sharpe, 5.\\nAdversity blessing of the New Testament.\\n164.\\nbruised with, 50.\\ncontending with, 190.\\ncrossed with, a man I am, 44.\\nday of, 828, 830.\\neducation a refuge in, 762.\\ngood things that belong to, 164.\\nhard upon a man, 580.\\nis not without comforts, 164.\\nof our best friends, 796.\\nsweet are the uses of, 67.\\ntest of strong men, 713.\\ntries friends, 713.\\nwhat way to endure, 704.\\nAdversity s sweet milk, 108.\\nAdvice cannot inspire conduct, 796.\\nCreator not taking, 768.\\nfew profit by, 708.\\nnothing given so profusely as, 795.\\ntwas good, 444.\\nAdvices, lengthened sage, 451.\\nAdvise another, easy to, 757.\\nwhom none could, 26.\\niEgroto dum anima est, 349.\\nAerial, upon rock, 480.\\nAery-light, his sleep was, 234.\\nAfeard, soldier and, 124.\\nAffair, consider what precedes in every,\\n746.\\nthis world is a strange, 797.\\nAffairs of love, office and, 51.\\nof men, the gods superintend the, 760.\\nof men, tide in the, 115.\\nridiculous in serious, 735.\\nAffect, study what you most, 72.\\nAffects to nod, 271.\\nAffected, to be zealously, 846.\\nAffecting, natural, simple, he was, 399.\\nAffection cannot hold the bent, 75.\\nhateth nicer hands, 27.\\npreferment goes by letter and, 149.\\nstrong to me- wards, 202.\\nAffections dark as Erebus, 66.\\nmild, of, 335.\\non things above, 847.\\nrun to waste, 546.\\nAfflicted or distressed, 850.\\nAffliction may smile again, 54.\\ntries our virtue, 380.\\nAffliction s heaviest shower, 482.\\nsons are brothers, 447.\\nAffrighted nature recoils, 411.\\nAffront, fear is, 313.\\nme, a well-bred man will not, 415.\\nAfraid, be not, it is I, 840.\\nwhistling to keep from being, 277.\\nAfric maps, geographers in, 289.\\nAfric s burning shore, 388.\\nsunny fountains. 536.\\nAfrica and golden joys, SO.\\nAfter death the doctor, 205.\\nlooking before and, 142.\\nme the deluge, 205.\\nthe war aid, 205.\\ntimes, light for, 507.\\ntimes, written to, 253.\\nus the deluge, 807.\\nwhich was before come, 212.\\nAfter-loss, drop in for an, 162.\\nAfternoon, custom of the, 132.\\nmultitude call the, 56.\\nof her best days, 97.\\nAfton, flow gently sweet, 449.\\nAgain, cut and come, 444.\\nnot look upon his like, 128.\\nAgainst me, not with me is, 842.\\nAgamemnon, brave men before, 555, 706.\\nAgate-stone, no bigger than an, 104.\\nAge ache penury, 49.\\nactions of the last, 258.\\nagainst time and, 24.\\nand body of the time, 137.\\nand clime, in every, 349.\\n55", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0895.jp2"}, "890": {"fulltext": "866\\nINDEX.\\nAge and dust, pays us with, 26.\\nand hunger, G9.\\nbeautiful and free is their old, 471-\\nbe comfort to my, 67.\\nbegins anew, the world s great, 566.\\nbest in four things, 171.\\nbest vaticum of old, 762.\\ncannot wither her, 157.\\ncomes on apace, 428.\\ncome to thy grave in full, 816.\\ncompanions for middle, 165.\\ncrabbed, and youth, 163.\\ncradle of reposing, 328.\\ndallies like the old, 75.\\ndisgrace of wickedness added to old,\\n735.\\nevery, has its pleasures, 800.\\nfather of all in every, 334.\\ngrow dim with, 299.\\nhe that dies in old, 756.\\nhe was not of an, 179.\\nheritage of old, 608.\\nin a full, come to thy grave, 816.\\nin a good old, 812.\\nin a green old, 341,\\nin commendation of, 171\\nin the summer of her, 276.\\nis as a lusty winter, 67.\\nis grown so picked, 143.\\nis in the wit is out, when the, 52.\\nlabour of an, 251\\nmaster spirits of this, 1 12.\\nmirror to a gaping, 564.\\nmonumental pomp of, 479.\\nmost remote from infancy, 799.\\nnaked in mine, to mine enemies, 100.\\nnarrative with, 337.\\nof cards, old, 321.\\nof chivalry is gone, 410.\\nof ease, youth of labor, 396.\\nof gold, fetch the, 251.\\nof revolution and reformation, 435.\\nof sophisters, 410.\\nold and well stricken in, 813.\\nold, in this universal man, 169.\\nor antiquity is accounted, 1G\u00c2\u00a3T\\nprayer-books are the toys of, 318.\\npyramids doting with, 222.\\nscarce expect one of my, 459.\\nserene and bright, an old, 475.\\nshakes Athena s tower, 541.\\nshould accompany old, 124.\\nsilvered o er with, his head was, 348.\\nsmack of, in you, 88.\\nsmall for its, 767.\\nsoul of the, 179.\\nstaff of my, 62,\\nstrong meat for full, 848.\\ntalking, made for, 395.\\nthat melts in unperceived decay, 365.\\nthat which should accompany old, 124.\\nthou art shamed, 110.\\nto perform promises of youth, 368.\\ntoo late or cold, 238.\\ntorrent of a downward, 356.\\ntwixt boy and youth, 489.\\nunspotted life is old, 836.\\nveracity which increases with, 796.\\nAge, what more honourable than, 171.\\nwithout a name, 493.\\nworm at the root of, 423.\\nworn away with, 347.\\nyou d scarce expect one of my, 459.\\nAges, alike all, 395.\\nere Homer s lamp appeared, 414.\\nere the Mantuan swan was heard, 414,\\nfamous to all, 254.\\nheir of all the, 626.\\nhence, how many, 112.\\nhis acts being seven, 69.\\nof eternity, mighty, 642.\\non ages, 674.\\nonce in the flight of, 496.\\nonward roll, the great, 624.\\nrock of, 432.\\nstamp and esteem of, 266.\\nthree poets in three distant, 270.\\nthrough the, 626.\\nto the next, 170.\\nunborn crowd not on my soul, 383.\\nwakens the slumbering, 594.\\nwomen faded for, 648.\\nye unborn, 383.\\nAge s alms, prayers which are old, 25.\\ntooth, poison for the, 78.\\nAged bosom, confidence in an, 364.\\nears play truant at his tales, 55.\\nlater times are more, 169.\\nmen full loth and slow, 492.\\nAgencies vary, how widely its, 585.\\nAgent, trust no, 51.\\nAgesilaus toying with his children, 737.\\nAggravate your choler, 89.\\nA-gley, gang aft, 446.\\nAgnes, the world dear, 797.\\nAgo, mighty while, 177.\\nAgonies, exultations, and, 471.\\nAgony, all we know of, 562.\\ncannot be 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keen, 394.\\nbreath of flowers sweeter in the. 167.\\nburns frore, the parching, 2:2$.\\ncastles in the. 1^7. 791, i-54.\\ncharm ache with, 53.\\ncouriers of the, 118.\\ndesert rocks and fleeting. 181.\\ndewy freshness fills the, 507.\\ndo not saw the, 137.\\neating the. 88.\\nevery flower enjoys the, #66.\\nfairer than the evening. 41.\\nfield of, through the. 4_ 4\\nfreshness fills the silent, 507.\\nheaven s sweetest. 162.\\nher keel plows, 37.\\nher manners and her, 444.\\nhurtles in the darkened. 384\\nI drew in the common. ^37.\\nI 11 charm the, 123.\\nin heaven s sweetest, 162.\\ninto the murky, 239.\\nis calm and pleasant, when the, 254.\\nis delicate, the, 117.\\nis full of farewells, 015.\\nlove free as, 333.\\nmelted into thin. 43.\\nmeteor to the troubled. 383.\\nmocking the, with colors. BO.\\nmost excellent canopy, 134.\\nnipping and an eager, 130.\\nof delightful studies. 2-33.\\nof glory, walking in an. _ o3.\\nreo JiQinends itself. 117.\\nscent the morning. 132.\\nsewers annoy the.\\nshut up for want of.\\nspread his sweet leaves to the, 104.\\nstrike our tune, let the. 173.\\nsummer s noontide, 227.\\nsweetness in the desert. 3 5.\\nsweetness on the desert. 385.\\ntheir lungs receive our, 41^.\\nthoughts shut up want. 3 j7.\\nthrough the field of. 424.\\nthrow a straw into the, 195.\\nto rain in the. 30.\\ntrirles light as. 1-34.\\nwith barbarous dissonance. 245.\\nwith beauty, fills the, 545.\\nwith idle state, mock the, 383.\\nAirs and madrigals, 2-54.\\nfresh gales and gentle, 238\\nfrom heaven, bring with thee. 130.\\nlap me in soft Lydian. 249.\\nmelting, or martial. 422.\\nof England, martial. 533\\nwho shall silence all the. 2-54.\\nAir-drawn dagger. 122.\\nAirly, to take in God. gut to git up. 658.\\nAiry hopes my children. 480.\\nnothing, a local habitation. 59.\\npurposes, execute their. 224.\\nreveries so, 419.\\nservitors, nimble and. 253.\\ntongues that syllable, 243.\\nAisle, long drawn, 384.\\nAisles of Christian Rome. 996.\\nAjax asks no more. 340.\\nprayer of, was for light. 614.\\nstrives some rock to throw. 324.\\nthe great himself a host, 337.\\nAkin to love, pity s. 2S2.\\nAlabaster, as monumental, 156.\\ngrandsire cut in. GO.\\nAlacrity in sinking, a kind of. 46.\\nAlarms, serene amidst. 428.\\nAlarums changed to merry meetings, 95.\\nAlcibiades and his dog, 733.\\nAlcides equal. 714.\\nAlcoran, the Talmud and the, 166.\\nrontiphoBCOphomio, 285.\\nAlderman s forefinger. 104.\\nAldivaiioch. Roy s wife of, 674.\\nAle and safety, a pot of, 91.\\ndrink of Adam s, 2 9.\\nGod send thee good, 23.\\nno more cakes and. 75.\\nolder than their, 397.\\nquart of mighty. 3.\\nsize of pota\\nspicy nut-brown. 249.\\nAlexander and Darius, 732.\\nand Diogenes. 7^7.\\nand Parmenio. 732.\\nI would be Diogenes if I were not, 739.\\nin the Olympic race, 732.\\nnoble dust of. 144.\\nwept that he had not conquered a\\nworld. 730.\\nAlexandrine, needless, 324.\\nAlgebra, tell what hour by. 210.\\nAlice, don t you remember swe-:\\nAlien corn, amid the. 575.\\nAlike all ages. 395.\\nAlive and so bold earth.\\nat this day. the bricks are. 94.\\nbliss to be. 470.\\nAll above is grace. 270.\\nare needed by each one. 508.\\ncared not to be at. ._\\ncry and no wool. 211.\\nfear none aid you. 319.\\nflesh is grass. S34.\\nfor love, he was. 430.\\ngood to me is lost. 231.\\nhaving nothing yet hath. 174.\\nin ail. manner is. 414.\\nin all. take him for. 125.\\nin the morning betime. 142.\\nis done that men can do. 453.\\nis lost save honour. 807.\\nis not gold that glisteneth. 173.\\nis oot lost. 223.\\nis vanity. B29, 830.\\nis well, if the end be well. S02.\\nis well that ends well. 13.\\nmen are liars, 823.\\nmen have their price. 304.\\nmy pretty chickens. 124.\\nof one mind, be ye. 849\\nshall die. SO.\\nthat a man hath will he give.\\nthat lives must die, 127.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0897.jp2"}, "892": {"fulltext": "868\\nINDEX.\\nAll that may become a man, 118.\\nthat men held wise, 217.\\nthat we believe of heaven, 280.\\nthe brothers valiant, 852.\\nthe sisters virtuous, 852.\\nthe world and his wife, 293.\\nthe world, for, 90.\\nthings produced by fate, 765.\\nthings that are, G2, 183.\\nthings to all men, 845.\\nthings work together, 844.\\nthis and heaven too, 282.\\nAlia, fire from, 549.\\nAllaying Thames, with no, 259.\\nTiber, not a drop of, 103.\\nAlle night with open eye, 1.\\nAllegory, headstrong as an, 440.\\nAlliances, entangling, 435.\\npermanent, 425.\\nAllies, thou hast great, 471.\\nAlliteration s artful aid, 413.\\nAllure thee, if parts, 319.\\nAllured to brighter worlds, 396.\\nAlly, woman s natural, 698.\\nAlmanacs of the last year, 258.\\nAlmighty dollar, the, 536.\\neye, could not scape the, 314.\\nGod, first 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your, 747.\\nwisdom of our, 407.\\nAncestral trees, tall, 569.\\nvoices, 500.\\nAnchor of our peace at home, 435.\\nAnchors, great, heaps of pearl, 96.\\nmoor with two, 708.\\nthat hold a mother, 697.\\nAnchored ne er shall be, 543,\\nAnchorite, saintship of an, 540.\\nAncient and fish-like smell, 43.\\nand honorable, 833.\\nas the sun, hills, 572.\\ndays, dames of, 395.\\nears, ring in my, 106.\\ngrudge I bear him, 61.\\nlandmark, remove not the, 828.\\ntales say true, if, 540.\\ntimes, these are the, 169.\\ntrusty drouthy crony, 451.\\nAncients of the earth, we are, 627.\\nwere not acquainted, 740.\\nAnderson my jo John, John, 449.\\nAnecdotage, man in his, 609.\\nAngel appear to each lover, 305.\\nconsideration like an, 90.\\ncurses his better, 156.\\ndeath and his Maker, 502.\\ndown, she drew an, 272.\\ndropped from the clouds, 86,\\nended, the, 237.\\ngood and bad, 187.\\nguardian, o er his life, 455.\\nhands to valour given, 574.\\nhold the fleet, 362, 618.\\nhope thou hovering, 243.\\nin action how like an, 134.\\nministering, 144, 490.\\nAngel on the outward side, 49.\\nor earthly paragon, 160.\\nshook his wings, as if an, 414.\\nshould write, though an, 520\\nsings, in his motion like an, 65.\\nthe recording, 379.\\nthou hovering, 243.\\nvisits few and far between, 514.\\nwhiteness, 52.\\nwho wrote like an, 388.\\nyet in this, of habits devil is, 141.\\nAngels alone enjoy such liberty 260,\\nand ministers of grace, 130.\\nare bright still, 124.\\nare, our acts our, 183.\\nare painted fair, 280.\\naspiring to be, 316.\\ncould no more, 307.\\ndo above, agree as, 221.\\ndown, which would drag, 532.\\nentertained, and, 221.\\nface shined bright, 27.\\nfear to tread, where, 325.\\nfell by that sin, 100.\\nforget-me-nots of the, 616.\\nguard thy bed, holy, 302.\\nhelp, make assay, 139.\\nin some brighter dreams, 264.\\nlaugh at the good he has done, 637.\\nlisten when she speaks, 279.\\nlittle lower than the, 818.\\nmen would be, 316.\\nmust love Ann Hathaway, 690.\\nne er like, till passion dies, 182.\\nplead like, 118.\\npreventing, 269.\\npure in thought as are, 455.\\nsad as, 513.\\nsay sister spirit come away, 334.\\nshared fire with, 549.\\nsung the strain, guardian, 358.\\nthousand liveried, 245.\\nto fall, caused the, 165.\\ntremble while they gaze, 382-.\\ntrumpet-tongued, 118.\\nunawares, entertained, 848.\\nvisits like those of, 355.\\nwake thee, all, 367.\\nweep, make the, 48.\\nweep, tears such as, 225,\\nwould be gods, 316.\\nAngel s face shyned bright, 27.\\ntear, passage of an, 576.\\nwing, dropped from an, 484.\\nwing, feather pluckt from an, 484.\\nwings, clip an, 574.\\nAngels ken, far as, 223.\\nmusic, t is, 205.\\nvisits short and bright, 281.\\nAngelical, fiend, 107.\\nAnger, biting for, 222.\\nhe that is slow to, 827.\\nis like a full-hot horse, 98.\\nis one of the sinews of the soul, 222.\\nmore in sorrow than, 128.\\nof his lip, contempt and, 76.\\nof lovers, 708.\\nAngle, a brother of the, 207.", "height": "4494", 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cools, never, 321.\\nAnt, go to the, thou sluggard, 825.\\nAnts entombed, 168.\\nAntagonist is our helper, our 411.\\nAntagoras boiling a conger, 732.\\nAnthem, the pealing, 384.\\nAnthems, singing of, 88.\\nAnthropophagi, the, 150.\\nAntic, old father, the law, 82.\\nrpund, while you perform your, 123.\\nAnticipate the past, 440.\\nAntidote, bane and, 299.\\nsome sweet oblivious, 125.\\nAntigonus and Thrasyllus, 732.\\nthe son of Helios, 740.\\nAntique Roman than a Dane, 146.\\nsong, metre of an, 161.\\ntowers, ye, 381.\\nworld, service of the, 67.\\nAntiquitas saeculi, 169.\\nAntiquities, living men were, 219.\\nAntiquity, a little skill in, 222.\\nis accounted by farther distance, 169.\\nways of hoar, 403.\\nAnti-republican tendencies, 435.\\nAntres vast and deserts idle, 150.\\nAnvil, iron did cool on the, 80.\\nAnything but history, 304.\\nfor a quiet life, 852.\\nglad he thanks God for, 370.\\ncan be amiss, never, 59.\\nowe no man, 844.\\nwhat is worth in, 213.\\nwhereof it may be said, 830.\\nAnythingarian, he is an, 292.\\nApace, ill weed grows, 35.\\nApathy, in lazy, 317.\\nApe, like an angry, 48.\\nApes, jollity for, 160.\\nApert, prive and, 4.\\nApollo, bards in fealty to, 576.\\nfrom his shrine, 251.\\nPallas Jove and Mars, 642.\\nApollo s laurel bough, burned is, 41.\\nlute, musical as bright, 56, 245.\\nApollos watered, 845.\\nApologies account for what they do not\\nalter, 608.\\nApology too prompt, 239.\\nApostles shrank, while, 676.\\ntwelve, he taught, 2.\\nwould have done as they did, the, 556.\\nApostolic blows and knocks, 210.\\nApothecary, I remember an, 108.\\nounce of civet good, 148.\\nApparel, every true man s, 49.\\nfashion wears out more, 52.\\noft proclaims the man, 130.\\nApparelled in more precious habit, 53.\\nApparition, a lovely, 474.\\nApparitions, seen and gone, like, 281.\\nthousand blushing, 52.\\nAppeal from Philip drunk, 807.\\nunto Caesar, 843.\\nAppear the immortals, never, 502.\\nAppearance, not according to the, 843.\\nof things to the mind, 744.\\nAppearances are deceitful, 766.\\nAppendix to nobility, 187.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0900.jp2"}, "895": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n871\\nAppetite, breakfast with, 99\\ncloy the hungry edge of, 81.\\ncolours were then to me an, 467.\\ncomes with eating, 779, 791.\\ngood digestion wait on, 122.\\ngrown by what it fed on, 128.\\nman given to, 828.\\nmay sicken and so die, 74.\\nquench, check impulse, 755.\\nwith cloy less sauce sharpen his, 157.\\nApplaud the deed, 121.\\nthee to the very echo, 125.\\nApplause, attentive to his own, 327.\\ndelight the wonder, the, 179.\\nof a single human being, 374.\\nof listening senates, 385.\\nApplauses of his countrymen, 537.\\nApple of his eye, 814.\\nof the eye, 818.\\nrotten at the heart, 61.\\nApples of gold, 828.\\nsince Eve ate, 560.\\nsmall choice in rotten, 72.\\nswim, how we, 291\\nAppliance, desperate, 141.\\nAppliances and means, 89.\\nApprehend some joy, 59.\\nApprehension, death most in, 48,\\nhow like a god in, 134.\\nof the good, 81.\\nApprentice, nature but an, 446.\\nApproach like the rugged Russian bear,\\n122.\\nof even or morn, 230.\\nApproaches make the prospect less, 181\\nApprobation from Sir Hubert Stanley,\\n457.\\nAppropinque an end, 212.\\nAppropriate, as difficult to invent as to,\\n604.\\nApproved good masters, 149.\\nApproving Heaven, 355.\\nApril day, uncertain glory of an, 44.\\ndew, besprent with, 180.\\nJune and November, 684.\\nof her prime, 161.\\nproud-pied, 163,\\nwears, pinks that, 49.\\nwhen men woo, 71.\\nwith his shoures, 1.\\nApron, thy words smell of the, 732,\\nAprons of fig leaves, 812.\\nwith greasy, 159.\\nApt alliteration s artful aid, 413.\\nand gracious words, 55.\\nArabia, all the perfumes of, 124.\\nbreathes from yonder box, 325.\\nArabian trees, 157.\\nArabs, fold their tents like the, 614.\\nproverb of the, 606.\\nAraby the blest, 232.\\nAraby s daughter, farewell to thee, 526.\\nArbiter of his own fortunes, 709.\\nArbitrator time, old common, 102.\\nArbitress, moon sits, 225.\\nArborett with painted blossoms, 28.\\nArcades ambo, 558.\\nArcadia, I too was born in, 793.\\nArcadian scenes, 421.\\nArch, night s black, 451.\\nnight s blue, 424.\\non Prague s proud, 513.\\nthat fill st the sky, 516.\\nArchangel ruined, 225.\\nArchelaus and the barber, 731.\\nArcher, insatiate, 306.\\nlittle meant, mark the, 492.\\nwell-experienced, 161.\\nArchimedes cried I have found it\\nEureka, 738.\\nArchitect of his own fortunes, 167.\\nArchitecture is frozen music, 807.\\nArctic sky, Ophiuchus in the, 229.\\nArcs, on the earth the broken, 649.\\nArcturus with his sons, 818.\\nArden, now am I in, 67.\\nArdour, compulsive, gives the charge, 140.\\nAre, we know not what we, 142.\\nArgue not against Heaven s hand, 252.\\nthough vanquished, 397.\\nArgues an insensibility, 509.\\nyourselves unknown, 234.\\nArguing, owned his skill in, 397.\\nArgument and intellect too, 402.\\nfor a week, 84.\\nheight of this great, 223.\\nI have found you an, 375.\\nknock-down, 277.\\nnot to stir without great, 142.\\nof tyrants, necessity is the, 453.\\nsheathed their swords for lack of, 91.\\nstaple of his, 56.\\nstateliest and most regal, 254.\\nto thy neighbor s creed, 598.\\ntruth is the strongest, 697.\\nwith an east wind, 663.\\nwrong, his, 399.\\nArguments and questions, all kinds of,\\n163.\\nuse wagers, fools for, 213.\\nAriadne, minuet in, 441.\\nAriosto of the North, 545.\\nArise, my lady sweet, 159.\\nAristocracy, cool shade of, 537.\\nAristotle and his philosophic, 1.\\nArk, hunt it into Noah s, 416.\\nmouldy rolls of Noah s, 268.\\nto lay their hand upon the, 418.\\nwalked straight out of the, 460.\\nArm, she leant upon her lover s, 627.\\nsits upon mine, 194.\\nthe obdured breast, 228.\\nArms against a sea of troubles, 135.\\nagainst a world in, 593.\\nand the man I sing, 274.\\nglorious in, 55.\\nhad seven years pith, 149.\\nhung up for monuments, 95.\\nimparadised in one another s. 233.\\ninvincible in, 428.\\nland of scholars nurse of, 395.\\nlord of folded, 55.\\nmy soul s in, 296.\\nnever would lay down my, 364.\\nof seeming, 273.\\non armour clashing, 236.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0901.jp2"}, "896": {"fulltext": "872\\nINDEX.\\nArms puking in the nurse s, G9.\\nridiculous, made, 242.\\ntake your last embrace, 109.\\nthe Smiths never had any, 460.\\nthe world in, 80.\\nTimoleon s, 391.\\nto, ye brave, 804.\\ntry everything before, 703.\\nArm-chair, old, 654.\\nArmed at all points, 128.\\nat point exactly, cap-a-pe, 128.\\ngallantly, 86.\\nso strong in honesty, 114.\\nthrice is he, 94.\\nthus am I doubly, 299.\\nwith more than complete steel, 40.\\nwith resolution, 295.\\nwithout, he is, 329.\\nArmies clad in iron, 242.\\nswore terribly, our, 378.\\nwhole have sunk, where, 228.\\nArminian clergy, an, 365.\\nArmour against fate, no, 209.\\nclashing, brayed, 236.\\nis his honest thought, 174.\\nArmourers accomplishing knights, 92.\\nArmy, hum of either, stilly sounds, 91.\\nof martyrs, the noble, 850.\\nwith banners, terrible as an, 832.\\nAromatic pain, die of a rose in, 316.\\nplants bestow no fragrance while they\\ngrow, 398.\\nArrant, thankless, 25.\\nthief, the moon is an, 109.\\ntraitor as any is, 93.\\nArray, battle s magnificently stern, 543.\\nsorrow s dark, 802.\\nArrears of pain and darkness, 650.\\nArrest, death is strict in his, 145.\\nArrow for the heart, 560.\\nfrom a well-experienced archer, 161.\\no er the house, shot mine, 145.\\nArrows, of light, swift-winged, 416.\\nof outrageous fortune, 135.\\nquiver bow and, 31.\\nsome Cupid kills with, 51.\\nArrowy Rhone, rushing of the, 543.\\nArs longa, vita brevis, 6.\\nArsenal, shook the, 241.\\nArt, adorning thee with so much, 261.\\nadulteries of, than all the, 178.\\nall nature is but, 316.\\nall the gloss of, 398.\\nand part, 852.\\nbeyond the reach of, 323.\\ncan wash her guilt away, what, 403.\\nconcealed by, 310.\\ncontemplates certain things, 744.\\ncookery is become an, 187.\\nease in writing comes from, 324.\\nelder days of, 615.\\nevery walk of, 457.\\nfailed in literature and, 609.\\nfirst professor of our, 274.\\nglib and oily, 146.\\nglory and good of, 651.\\nhe tried each, 396.\\nher guilt to cover, the only, 403.\\nArt imitates nature, 305.\\nis long, life short, 700, 803.\\nis long time is fleeting, 612.\\nis too precise, 201.\\nlast and greatest, 329.\\nmade tongue-tied, 162.\\nmay err Nature cannot miss, 272.\\nmistress of her, 446.\\nmore matter with less, 133.\\nnature is above, in that respect, 148.\\nnature is but, 316.\\nnature lost in, 390.\\nnature not inferior to, 756.\\nnearly allied to invention, 441.\\nnot strength obtains the prize, 341.\\nof artisans, 438.\\nof God, nature is the, 218, 310.\\npleasure disguised by, 403.\\npoetry a mere mechanic, 414.\\npreservative of all arts, 852.\\nso vast is, 323.\\nsubdues the strong, 344.\\nthan force, more by, 341.\\nto blot, 329.\\nto find the mind s construction, 117.\\nwar s glorious, 311.\\nwith curious, 413.\\nArts and sciences not in the same mould,\\n776.\\nfashion s brightest, 398.\\nGreece mother of, 241.\\nhunger is the teacher of the, 305.\\nimitate natural forms, 756.\\nin which the wise excel, 279.\\nof peace, inglorious, 263.\\nremote from common use, 556.\\ntaught the wheedling, 348.\\nthe academes, 56.\\nwell fitted in, 55.\\nwhich I loved, 260.\\nwith lenient, 328.\\nArtaxerxes throne, 241.\\nArtery, each petty, 131.\\nArthur first in court, when, 406.\\nArticle, snuffed out by an, 560.\\nArticles, all agree in the essential, 370.\\nArtificer, another lean unwashed, 80.\\nArtist, no man is born an, 206.\\nArtless jealousy, 142.\\nAs gingerly, 852.\\nhe thinketh in his heart, 828.\\nit fell upon a day, 175.\\nthe case stands, 172.\\nAscent, laborious at the first, 253.\\nAshamed, needeth not to be, 848.\\nof being loved, 794.\\nAshbourn, down thy hill romantic, 464.\\nAshbuds, more black than, 625.\\nAshen cold is fire yreken, 3.\\nAshes, beauty for, 834.\\nin itself to, burn, 617.\\nlaid old Troy in, 280.\\nman is splendid in, 219.\\nof his fathers, 593.\\nto ashes, dust to dust, 851.\\nviolet made from his, 632.\\nwonted fires live in our, 385.\\nAsia could not bear two kings, 732.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0902.jp2"}, "897": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n873\\nAside, human to step, 448.\\nlast to lay the old, 324.\\nAsk and it shall be given you, 839.\\ndeath-beds they can tell, 307.\\nme no questions, 401.\\nthe brave soldier, 520.\\nwhere is the North, 318.\\nAskelon, in the streets of, 814.\\nAsketh, ever} 7 one that, 839.\\nAsking eye, explain the, 328.\\nAsleep in lap of legends old, 575.\\nlips of those that are, 832.\\nthe very houses seem, 470.\\nAsonder, houses fer, 2.\\nAspect, meet in her, 551.\\nof princes, sweet, 99.\\nsweet grave, 784.\\nwith grave, he rose, 227.\\nAspen leaf, right as an, 5.\\nlight quivering, 490.\\nAsphodel, ever-flowing meads of, 347.\\nAspics tongues, 155.\\nAspiration sees only one side, 662.\\nAspired to be, what I, 649.\\nAspiring to be angels, 316.\\nto be gods, 316.\\nto die, 37.\\nyouth, 296.\\nAss, burial of an, 835.\\ncountryman who looked for his, 792.\\negregiously an, 152.\\nknoweth his master s crib, 832.\\nof Balaam, 813.\\nwill carry his load, 792.\\nwrite me down an, 53.\\nAssailant on perched roosts, 242.\\nAssassination, absolutism tempered by,\\n807.\\ncould trammel up, if the, 117.\\nhas never changed history, 607.\\nAssault, death preparing his, 309.\\nAssay, help angels make, 139.\\nso hard so sharp, 6.\\nAssayed, thrice he, 225.\\nAssembled souls, 217.\\nAssemblies, masters of, 832.\\nof the skies, bright, 345.\\nAssent with civil leer, 327.\\nAsses, to live according to the conve-\\nnience of, 731.\\nAssume a pleasing shape, 135.\\na virtue, if you have it not, 141.\\nAssumes the god, 271.\\nAssurance double sure, I 11 make, 123.\\ngiven by lookes, 23.\\nof a man, give the world, 140.\\nAssured, ignorant of what he s most, 48..\\nAssyrian bull, curled, 631.\\ncame down like the wolf, the, 551.\\nAstray, light that led, 447.\\nlike one that had been led, 250.\\nAstronomer, undevout, is mad, 310.\\nAstyanax the hope of Troy, 338.\\nAsunder, let not man put, 840.\\nvillain and he many miles, 108.\\nAthanasian Creed, the, 609.\\nAtheism, philosophy inclineth to, 166.\\nthe owlet, 501.\\nAtheist by night half believes a God,\\n308.\\nAtheist s laugh, 448.\\nAthena s tower, age shakes, 541.\\nAthens heard, truths refined as, 672.\\nimmortal influence of, 590.\\nmaid of, ere we part, 540.\\nsending owls to, 760.\\nthe eye of Greece, 241.\\nAtlantean shoulders, 227.\\nAtlantic Ocean and Mrs. Partington, 462.\\nAtlas unremoved, 234.\\nAtomies, team of little, 104.\\nAtoms, fortuitous concourse of, 284.\\ninto ruins hurled, 315.\\nor systems, 315.\\nAtossa cursed with granted prayer, 321.\\nAtrocious crime of being young, 376.\\nAttack is the reaction, 372.\\nAttain her, in hope to, 28.\\nunto, that which I could, 837.\\nAttains the upmost round, 111.\\nAttempt and not the deed, 119.\\nby fearing to, 47.\\nthe end, 203.\\nAttendance, to dance, 101.\\nAttending ears, 106.\\nAttention like deep harmony, 81.\\nstill as night, 227.\\nAttentive to his own applause, 327.\\nAttic bird trills her notes, 241.\\ntaste, light and choice of, 252.\\ntragedies, 254.\\nAtticus were he, 327\\nAttire be comely, let thy, 32.\\nwalk in silk, 673.\\nwild in their, 116.\\nAttitude in life, proper, 744.\\nAttraction robs the vast sea, 109.\\nAttractive grace, sweet, 232.\\nkind of grace, 23.\\nmetal more, 138.\\nAttribute of God, 460.\\nto awe and majesty, 64.\\nto God himself, 64.\\nAuburn locks ye golden curls, 636.\\nloveliest village, 395.\\nAudience, his look drew, 227.\\nfit, though few, 236.\\nAught in malice, nor set down, 156.\\nin the world beside, 452.\\nthat dignifies humanity, 594.\\nthat ever I could read, 57.\\nAugur schcenobates, 268.\\nAuld acquaintance, should, 449.\\nclaes, gars, 447.\\nmoon in her arm, 404.\\nnature swears, 446.\\nAurora daughter of the dawn, 338, 342.\\ndisplayed her mantle, 786.\\nshows her face, 357.\\nAuspicious eye, an, 127.\\nAustrian army awfully arrayed, 689.\\nAuthentic scripture, 310.\\nwatch, 256.\\nAuthor choose as a friend, 278.\\nman of rank as an, 374.\\nno, ever spared a brother, 349.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0903.jp2"}, "898": {"fulltext": "874\\nINDEX.\\nAuthor of lies, the devil the, 193.\\nteaches such beauty, where is any, 55.\\nwho speaks about his own books, 608.\\nwould his brother kill, 258.\\nAuthors do not make acknowledgment,\\n716.\\nlike coins grow dear, 329.\\nold, to read, 171.\\nsteal their works, most, 325.\\nAuthority and show of truth, 52.\\nart made tongue-tied by, 162.\\ndrest in a little brief, 48.\\nfrom others books, 54.\\nAutomaton, mechanized, 567.\\nAutumn fruit, fell like, 276.\\ngarner to the end of time, 644.\\nnodding o er the plain, 356.\\nthat grew more by reaping, 159.\\nAutumnal leaves in Vallombrosa, 224.\\nleaves, thick as, 337.\\nAutumn-fields, happy, 630.\\nAvarice, dreams of, 374, 378.\\nold-gentlemanly vice, 556.\\nold men sicken with, 173.\\nAvaunt, conscience, 296.\\nAvenging day, that great, 337.\\nAvenues of ill, seal up the, 600.\\nAversion, begin with a little, 440.\\nAvilion, island-valley of, 629.\\nAvoid shame do not seek glory, 460.\\nwhat is to come, 141.\\nAvon, sweet swan of, 179.\\nto the Severn runs, 484.\\nAwake, lie ten nights, 51.\\nmy St. John, 314.\\nmy soul, 359.\\nAwakes from the tomb, 428.\\nAwe and majesty, attribute to, 64.\\nof such a thing as I, 110.\\nthe soul of Richard, 296.\\nAweary of the sun, 126.\\nAwe-inspiring God, 480.\\nAwful goodness is, how, 234.\\nguide in smoke and flame, 493.\\nmoment, face some, 476.\\npause, Nature made an, 306.\\nvolume, within that, 494.\\nAwkwardness has no forgiveness, 603.\\nAxe, head off with a golden, 108.\\nlaid unto the root of the tree, 841,\\nmany strokes with little, 94.\\nneither hammer nor, 815.\\nto grind, he has an, 528.\\nwoodman s, lies free, 570.\\nAxes, no ponderous, rung, 535.\\nAxis of the earth, 638.\\nAxle, sleeps on her soft, 237.\\nAyont the twal, short hour, 440.\\nAzure brow, no wrinkle on thine, 547.\\nhue, mountain in its, 512.\\nmain, from out the, 358.\\nrobe of night, the, 573.\\nBaalim and Peor, 251.\\nBabbled of green fields, 91.\\nBabbling dreams, hence, 296.\\ngossip of the air, 75.\\nBabe, bent o er her, 427.\\nBabe in a house, a, 640.\\npity like a naked new-born, 118.\\nshe lost in infancy, 508.\\nsinews of the new-born, 139.\\nwas sleeping on her breast, the, 508.\\nBabes and sucklings, 818\\nBabel, stir of the great, 420.\\nBaby figure of the giant mass, 102.\\nwas sleeping, 582.\\nBabylon in all its desolation, 682.\\nis fallen is fallen, 833.\\nlearned and wise, 483.\\nBabylonish dialect, 210.\\nBacchus ever fair and young, 271.\\nplumpy, with pink eyne, 158.\\nBachelor, I would die a, 51.\\nof threescore, shall I never see a, 50.\\nBack and side go bare, 23.\\nborne me on Ins, 144.\\ncall yesterday, 81.\\ndie with harness on our, 126.\\ngot over the devil s, 773,\\nnever a shirt on his, 286.\\non itself recoils, 238.\\nover the devil s, 800.\\nresounded death, 229.\\nrevolutions uever go, 641.\\nsits on his horse, 78.\\ntheir opinions by a wager, 554.\\nthumping on your, 423.\\nthumps upon the, 312.\\nto the field, with his, 514.\\nto thy punishment, 229.\\nBacked like a weasel, 139.\\nBacking of your friends, 84.\\nplague upon such, 84.\\nBackward and abysm of time, 42.\\nmutters, 246.\\nturn backward O time, 668.\\nyesterdays look, 307.\\nBacon, broken bones for, 791.\\nor brave Raleigh spoke, words, 330.\\nsave our, 772.\\nshined, think how, 319.\\nBad affright afflict the best, the, 382.\\nand good of every land, 654.\\nas falling, the fear s, as, 160.\\nbeginning makes a bad ending, 698.\\nbegius and worse remains, 141.\\nbegun, things, 121.\\nbetter for being a little, 50.\\nbetter than downright, 700.\\neminence, to that, 226.\\nfor the, all that was theirs dies, 699.\\nin the best, 163.\\nman, a bold, 27, 98.\\nmen live to eat and drink, 738.\\nmost men were, 758.\\nthe world is grown so, 96.\\ntwo nations, good and the, 263.\\nwiser being good than, 650.\\nBadder end, to the, 4.\\nBade me adieu, sweetly she, 380.\\nBadge, nobility s true, 103.\\nof all our tribe, sufferance is the, 61.\\nBadness choose in a heap, 693,\\nBaffled oft is ever won, 548.\\nBag and baggage, 70.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0904.jp2"}, "899": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n875\\nBag, empty, to stand upright, 360.\\nBiLfe s bay, isle in, 565.\\nBailey, unfortunate Miss, 454.\\nBait, this melancholy, 60.\\nBaits, good news, 242.\\nBaited like eagles, 86.\\nwith a dragon s tail, 517.\\nwith many a deadly curse, 449.\\nBaker s dozen, 773.\\nBalaam s ass, 813.\\nBalance, in nice, 330.\\nof power, 304\\nof the old world, 464.\\nBalances, Jove lifts the golden, 341.\\nweighed in the, 835.\\nBaldric, milky, of the skies, 573.\\nBales unopened to the sun, 307.\\nBallad of Sir Patrick Spence, 502.\\nto his mistress eyebrow, woful, 69.\\nworld was guilty of such a, 54.\\nBallads from a cart, sung, 274.\\nof a nation, 281.\\nsing from door to door, 189.\\nBallad-mongers, same metre, 85.\\nBallad-singer s joy, the English, 473.\\nBallast to keep the mind steady, 662.\\nBalloch, o er the braes of, 674.\\nBalloon, something in a huge, 468.\\nBallot-box, t is the, 538.\\nBalm from an anointed king, 81.\\nin Gilead, is there no, 835.\\nof hurt minds, 120.\\nBalmy sweets, diffuse their, 398.\\nBand of brothers, 92.\\nthey march a blustering, 273.\\nBands of Orion, loose the, 818.\\nBane and antidote, my, 299.\\nof all genius virtue freedom, 567.\\nof all that dread the Devil, 466.\\nprecious, 225.\\nBang, with many a, 211.\\nBanish plump Jack, 85.\\nstrong potations, 432.\\nBanishment, bitter bread of, 81.\\nBank and bush, over, 28.\\nand shoal of time, 118.\\nmoonlight sleeps upon this, 65.\\nof violets, breathes upon a, 74.\\nsnow-white ram on a grassy, 481.\\nto make a, 263.\\nwhere wild thyme blows, 58.\\nBanks and braes o bonny Doon, 452.\\nfurnished with bees, 380.\\nBank-note world, this, 563.\\nBanner, freedom s, 574.\\nin the sky, to see that, 635.\\nstar-spangled, 517.\\ns~ the royal, 154.\\nwith the strange device, 614.\\nBanners, army with, 832.^-\\nconfusion on thy, 383.\\nflout the sky, 115.\\nhang out our, 125.\\nwave, all thy, 515.\\nBanquet, born but to, 344,\\nis o er, when the, 348.\\nof the mind, 346.\\nsong and dance, 562.\\nBanquet-hall deserted, 523.\\nBaptism o er the flowers, 202.\\nBaptized in tears, 427.\\nBarbarians all at play, 546.\\nBarbaric pearl and gold, 226.\\nBarbarous dissonance, 245.\\nskill, is but a, 261.\\nBarber and a collier fight, 363.\\nBard here dwelt more fat, 357.\\non Chian strand, that blind, 503.\\nBards in fealty to Apollo hold, 576.\\nwho sung, Olympian, 599.\\nBare, back and side go, 23.\\nimagination of a feast, 81.\\nthe mean heart, 328.\\ntoo thin and, to hide offences, 101.\\nBarefoot, him that makes shoes go, 186.\\nBargain catch cold, lest the, 159.\\nhath sold him a, 55.\\nin the way of, 85.\\nrepentance ground of a bad, 719.\\nto sell a, 55.\\ntwo words to that, 294.\\nBarge, drag the slow, 424.\\nshe sat in, 157.\\nBark and bite, dogs delight to, 301.\\nat me, dogs, 95.\\nat me, see they, 147.\\nattendant sail, 320.\\ndrives on and on, whose, 543.\\nfatal and perfidious, 247.\\nis on the sea, my, 553.\\nis worse than his bite, 205.\\nlet no dog, 60.\\non even keel, thus I steer my, 354.\\nscarfed, the, 62.\\nsinks, if my, 655.\\nwatch- dog s honest, 556.\\nBarkis is willin 652.\\nBarleycorn, bold John, 451.\\nBarrel, handful of meal in a, 815.\\nof meal wasted not, 815.\\nBarren earth, small model of the, 82.\\nsceptre in my gripe, 121.\\nt is all, 379.\\nBars, nor iron, a cage, 260.\\nBase born, bravest have been, 190.\\ncolumn with the buried, 546.\\nfly from its firm, 491.\\nhim that uttered nothing, 623.\\nHungarian wight, 45.\\nin kind, 413.\\nis the slave that pays, 91.\\nuses we may return, 144.\\nwho is here so, 113.\\nworld and worldlings, 90.\\nBaseless fabric of this vision, 43.\\nBaseness, the gods detest my, 158.\\nto write fair, hold it, 145.\\nBashaw, three-tailed, 454.\\nBashful fifteen, maiden of, 442.\\nsincerity and comely love, 52.\\nvirgin s sidelong looks, 396.\\nBasis of every truth, 409.\\nBasket and store, 814.\\neggs in one, 786.\\nwho was in the, 46.\\nBasso even contra-alto, 554.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0905.jp2"}, "900": {"fulltext": "876\\nINDEX.\\nBastard Freedom waves her flag, 518.\\nLatin, soft, 554.\\nto the time, he is but a, 78.\\nBastards, ancient families, 190.\\nlive like nature s, 246.\\nBastion fringed with fire, 631.\\nBat, tongue of 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array, 543.\\nsound, no war or, 251.\\nvan, in the, 680.\\nBattled for the true and just, 632.\\nBattle-field, march to the, 675.\\nBattlements bore stars, 479.\\nfate sits on these dark, 456.\\ntowers and, 248.\\nBauble, pleased with this, 318.\\nBaucis busy care, 274.\\nBay of Biscay O, 453.\\nthe moon, be a dog and, 114.\\nBay-tree, like a green, 819.\\nBe as be we would, 38.\\ngood sweet maid, 664.\\nlief not be as live to, 110.\\nmatters not what you are thought to,\\n713.\\nno better than you should, 197.\\nnot afraid, it is I, 840.\\nnot overcome of evil, 844.\\nnot righteous overmuch, 830.\\nor not to be, to, 135.\\npowers that, 844.\\nsure you are right then go ahead, 852.\\nwe know not what we may, 142.\\nye all of one mind, 849.\\nBe ye angry and sin not, 847.\\nBeach, fishermen that walk upon the,\\n148.\\nthere came to the, 515.\\nBeacon of the wise, 102.\\nBeade of amber, flie within a, 203.\\nBeadle to a humorous sigh, 55.\\nBeadroll, Fame s eternall, 28.\\nBeads and prayer-books, 318.\\nin drops of rain, tell their, 613.\\npictures rosaries, 215.\\nthey told, their, 678.\\nBeak from out my heart, take thy, 640.\\nBeaker full of the warm south, 575.\\nBe-all and the end-all, 118.\\nBeam, full midday, 255.\\non the outward shape, cast a, 245.\\nthat smiles the clouds away, 550.\\nunpolluted in his, 169.\\nBeams athwart the sea, 625.\\nlittle candle throws his, 66.\\nspreads his orient, 233.\\ntricks his, 248.\\nBeans, abstain from, 729.\\nBear a charmed life, 126.\\nanother s misfortunes, 336.\\nbit you if it had been a, 292.\\nborne and yet must, 566.\\nhow easy is a bush supposed a, 59.\\nit calmly, we, 289.\\nlick into form as a, 186.\\nlike the Turk, 327.\\nme not so swiftly o er, 674.\\nor lion, sometime like a, 158.\\npain to the, 593.\\nrugged Russian, 122.\\nthe palm alone, 110.\\nthose ills we have, 136.\\nto conquer our fate is to, 515.\\nto live or dare to die, 318.\\nup and steer right onward, 252.\\nwith your own brother, 743.\\nBears and lions growl, 301.\\nlick their cubs, 776, 780.\\nwhen first born, 719.\\nBear-baiting heathenish, 593.\\nBeard and hoary hair, 383.\\nhe that hath a, 50.\\nof formal cut, 69.\\nsinged the Spanish king s, 616.\\nthe lion in his den, 490.\\nwas as white as snow, 142.\\nwas grizzled, 129.\\nBearded like the pard, 69.\\nmen, tears of, 489.\\nBeards be grown, until your, 815.\\nwag all, in hall where, 21.\\nwaveth all, when the, 21.\\nBearings of this observation, 652.\\nBeast to man, familiar, 45.\\nlittle better than a, 61.\\nthat wants discourse of reason, 128.\\nthe righteous man regardeth the life\\nof his, 826.\\nvery gentle, 59.\\nBeasts, brutish, 113.\\nman s injustice to, 742.\\nnature teaches, 103.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0906.jp2"}, "901": {"fulltext": "DsDEX.\\nMl\\nBeasts, pair of very strange, 71.\\nthat perish, like the, 820.\\nBeat the bush, 10.\\nthis ample field, 315.\\nyour pate^you, 336.\\nBeaten, he that is, 212.\\nwith his own rod, 9.\\nBeatific vision, 225.\\nBeating of ray own heart, 634.\\nBeatings of my heart, 467.\\nBeatitude, eighth, 347.\\nBeaumont lie a little further, 179.\\nlie a little nearer Spenser, rare, 179.\\nBeauteous, all that is most, 483.\\neye of heaven, 79.\\nflower, may prove a, 106.\\nruin lay, lovely in death the, 308.\\nruin lies, prostrate the, 453.\\nBeauties, lovers admire thy naked, 555.\\nmodestly conceals her, 378.\\nof exulting Greece, 356.\\nof holiness, 823.\\nof the night, meaner, 174.\\nof the north, imripened, 298.\\nBeautiful, all round thee lying, 680.\\nand free, their old age is, 471.\\nand to be wooed, 93.\\nas sweet and young as, 308.\\nbeneath his touch, grow, 514.\\nbeyond compare, 497.\\nboth were young and one was, 552.\\nclear and purely, 553.\\nexceedingly, 499.\\neyes of my cash-box, 798.\\nfor situation, 820.\\nis night, how, 507.\\nmouth in the world, most, 353.\\nnecessity, from a, 640.\\nold rhyme, 163.\\noutward, appear, 841.\\npalace, the, 266.\\nthought, thou wert a, 546.\\ntyrant fiend angelical, 107.\\nwhat a deal of scorn looks, 76.\\nBeautifuller, evening seemed, 651.\\nBeautifully blue, 507, 559.\\nless, fine by degrees and, 287.\\nBeauty, a thing of, 574.\\nadorned in naked, 234.\\nand her chivalry, 542.\\nand youth, wisdom rare in, 343.\\nas could die, as much, 178.\\nbereft of, 73.\\nborn of murmuring sound, 469.\\ncalls and glory shows the way, 281.\\ncome near your, 93.\\ncost her nothing, 35.\\ndead, black chaos comes again, 161.\\ndedicate his, to the sun, 104.\\ndraws us with a single hair, 326.\\ndreamed that life was, 654.\\ndwells in deep retreats, true, 485.\\ne er gave, all that, 384.\\nelysian, 482.\\nfatal gift of, 545.\\nfills the air around with, 545.\\nfires the blood, 273.\\nfor ashes, 834.\\nBeauty, form of manliest, 436.\\nfull-blown flower of glorious, 276.\\ngarmented in light from her own, 567.\\ngrew, the conscious stone to, 598.\\nhath its source in the beautiful, 751.\\nhath strange power, 242.\\nhold a plea, shall, 162.\\nif she unmask her, 129.\\nimaged there in happier, 482.\\nimmortal awakes, 428.\\nin a brow of Egypt, 59.\\nin his life, daily, 156.\\nin need of praise, 752.\\nis a joy forever, thicg of, 574.\\nis a short-lived tyranny, 761.\\nis a silent deceit, 761.\\nis a sovereignty in need of no guards,\\n761.\\nis an ivory mischief, 761.\\nis its own excuse for being, 599.\\nis the best introduction, 761.\\nis the gift of God, 761.\\nis truth truth beauty, 576.\\nis vain, 829.\\nisle of, fare thee well, 581.\\nled captive, 240.\\nlike the night, walks in, 551.\\nlingers, lines where, 548.\\nmakes this vault a feasting presence,\\n109.\\nmaking beautiful old rhyme, 163.\\nof a thousand stars, clad in the, 41.\\nof surpassing, 702.\\nof the good old cause, 472.\\nof the world, 262.\\non the shore, left their, 598.\\nornament of, is suspect, 162.\\npower of, I remember the, 272.\\nprovoketh thieves, 66.\\nshe walks in, 551.\\nslain, with him is, 161.\\nsmile from partial, 513.\\nsmiling in her tears, 513.\\nsoon grows familiar, 298.\\nstands in the admiration, 240.\\nsuch, as a woman s eye, 55.\\nthere is music in the, 218.\\nthey grew in, 570.\\nthou art all, 295.\\nthough injurious, 242.\\nto die for, 600.\\nto sport with, 525.\\ntruly blent, 74.\\nupon the cheek of night, 105.\\nwaking or asleep, 235.\\nwinds of March with, 77.\\nBeauty s chain, hour with, 525.\\nears, gem that hangs from, 424.\\nensign is crimson, 109.\\nheavenly ray, 549.\\nBeaux, where none are, 377.\\nBeaver, dear the, is to him, 586.\\non, Harry with his, 86.\\nBeckoning ghost, 335.\\nshadows dire, 243.\\nBeckons me away, a hand which, 314.\\nBecks and wreathed smiles, 248.\\nBecomes him ill, nothing, 55.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0907.jp2"}, "902": {"fulltext": "878\\nINDEX.\\nBecomes the throned monarch, 64.\\nBecoming mirth, limit of, 55.\\nBed at Ware, 305.\\nbetwixt a wall, feather, 211.\\nborn in, in bed we die, 794.\\nbravely thou becomest thy, 159.\\nby night, 397.\\ndaystar in the ocean, 248.\\ndelicious bed, 584.\\nearly to rise early to, 360.\\nfrom his brimstone, 508.\\ngo sober to, 184.\\ngoes to, mellow, 184.\\ngoes to, sober, 184.\\ngravity out of his, 85.\\nholy angels guard thy, 302.\\nhue as red as the rosy, 678.\\nlies in his, 79.\\nmade his pendent, 117.\\nmighty large, 305.\\nof death, faith kneeling by his, 40.\\nof death, smooth the, 328.\\nof down, my thrice-driven, 151.\\nof honour, 212, 305.\\non my grave as now my, 218.\\nup in my, now, 584.\\nwe laugh in bed we cry in, 794.\\nwelcome to your gory, 450.\\nwith the lamb, to, 33.\\nwith the lark, to, 454.\\nBeds of raging fire, from, 228.\\nof roses, make thee, 41.\\nBeddes hed, lever nan at his, 1.\\nBedfellows, strange, 43.\\nBedtime, would it were, 87.\\nBee, brisk as a, 369.\\nburied in its own juice, 168.\\nbusy as a, 33.\\nenclosed in amber, 722.\\nhad stung it newly, 256.\\nnot good for the, 754.\\nthe little busy, 302.\\nwhere sucks the, 43.\\nwould choose to dream in, 678.\\nBees, banks furnished with, 380.\\nhis helmet, a hive for, 25.\\nmurmuring of innumerable, 630.\\nrob the Hybla, 115.\\nthe government of, 782.\\nBeechen tree, spare the, 516.\\nBeef of England, roast, 363.\\nBeehive s hum, 455.\\nBeen and may be again, 473.\\nwhat has been has, 274.\\nwho that hath ever, 497.\\nBeer, bemus d in, 326.\\nchronicle small, 151.\\nfelony to drink small, 94.\\npoor creature small, 89.\\nBeersheba, Dan to, 379.\\nBeetle, intolerable to a black, 857.\\nthat we tread upon, 48.\\nthree-man, 88.\\nBeeves and home-bred kine, 474.\\nBefore and after, looking, 142.\\ncome after which was, 212.\\nnot lost but gone, 283.\\nthat which is gone, 752.\\nBefore the better foot, 80.\\nthe whole world, 798.\\nyou could say Jack Robinson, 853.\\nBeg, Homer himself must, 189.\\nor borrow or get a man s own, 279.\\nthey poor I rich they, 22.\\nBegan best can t end the worst, 650.\\nBeggar maid, loved the, 105.\\non horseback, 190.\\nthat I am I am poor in thanks, 134.\\nthat is dumb may challenge double\\npity, 25.\\nBeggars die, when, 112.\\nin the streets mimicked, 590.\\nmust be no choosers, 197.\\nshould be no choosers, 14.\\nBeggared all description, 157.\\nby the strumpet wind, 62.\\nBeggarly account of empty boxes, 108.\\nelements, weak and, 846.\\nlast doit, 421.\\nScotchman, 370.\\nBeggary in the love, 157.\\nBegging bread, nor his seed, 819.\\nthe question, 853.\\nBeginning and the end, 849.\\nbad, bad ending, 698.\\ngood end good, 13.\\nhard, 11.\\nlate, choosing and, 238.\\nmean and end to all things, 654.\\nnever ending, still, 272.\\nno great love in the, 45.\\nof a feast, 87.\\nof a fray, 19.\\nof our end, the true, 59.\\nof the end, 808.\\nBeginnings, friendships from, 703.\\nBegone dull care, 684.\\nBegot, by whom, 335.\\nhow nourished how, 63.\\nof nothing but vain fantasy, 105.\\nBeguile her of her tears, 150.\\nlight of light, 54.\\nthe thing I am, 151.\\nthe time look like the time, 117.\\nBeguiled by one, 155.\\nBegun for, wonder what I was, 689.\\nthings bad, 121.\\nBehaviour, check to loose, 297.\\nduring good, 855.\\nlaws of, 602.\\nupon his good, 559.\\nBehind, worse remains, 141.\\nyou, if you had any eye, 76.\\nBehold, hath power to say, 57.\\nour home, survey our empire, 550.\\nthe upright man, 819.\\nBeholding heaven, 526.\\nBeing, beauty its own excuse for, 599.\\nG-od a necessary, 266.\\nhath a part of, 544.\\nintellectual, 227.\\none principle of, 754.\\nmomentary taste of, 768.\\npleasing anxious, 385.\\nscarcely formed, a lovely, 560.\\nshot my, through earth, 501.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0908.jp2"}, "903": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n879\\nBeings, reasoning, 751.\\nBeing s end and aim, our, 318.\\nBelated peasant, 225.\\nBelerium, from old, 333.\\nBelgium s capital had gathered there,\\n542.\\nBelgrade, by battery besiege, 689.\\nBelial, sons of, 224.\\nBelief ripened into faith, 481.\\nwithin the prospect of, 116.\\nBelieve, have heard and do in part, 127.\\nit because it is impossible, 756.\\noft repeating they, 288.\\nsome make believe what they, 776.\\nBelieves his own watch, each, 323.\\nBelieving, with true, 641.\\nBell, as a sullen, 88.\\nbook and candle, 785.\\nchurch-going, 416.\\neach matin, knells us back, 500.\\nin a cowslip s, I lie, 43.\\nmerry as a marriage, 542.\\nsilence that dreadful, 152.\\nstrikes one, 306.\\ntocsin of the soul, the dinner, 559.\\nBells and the Fudges, 592.\\nchime, the sweet, 587.\\ndo chime, think when the, 205.\\nhave knolled to church, 68.\\njangled out of tune, 136.\\nmusic of those village, 422.\\nring happy, 633.\\nring out wild, 633.\\nthose evening, 523.\\nBelle, it is vain to be a, 377.\\nBelligerent discordant States, 533.\\nBellman, the owl the fatal, 119.\\nBelly, God send thee good ale, 23.\\nhas no ears, 725, 772.\\nman must mind his, 371.\\nspent under the devil s, 773.\\nwhose God is their, 847.\\nwith good capon lined, 69.\\nBellyful of fighting, 159.\\nBelongings, thyself and thy, 46.\\nBeloved face on earth, one, 552.\\nfrom pole to pole, 499.\\nin vain, fields, 381.\\nsleep, he giveth his, 824.\\nBelow, a little heaven, 302.\\nmy thoughts remain, 140.\\nthy element is, 146.\\nBemused in beer, a parson, 326.\\nBen Adhem s name led, 536.\\nBen Bolt, 680.\\nBen Jonson, rare, 177.\\nBench chambers, in the kings, 297.\\nof heedless bishops, 380.\\nBend a knotted oak, 294.\\nlow, shall I, 61.\\nyour eye on vacancy, 141.\\nBendemeer s stream, roses by, 526.\\nBene, good for a bootless, 479.\\nBeneath the churchyard stone, 595.\\nthe good how far, 382.\\nthe milk-white thorn, 447.\\nthe rule of men, 606.\\nBenedick the married man, 50.\\nBenediction, doth breed perpetual, 478.\\nout of heavens, 17.\\nBenedictions, celestial, 615.\\nBenefit, he who confers a, 775.\\nof men, use and, 266.\\nBenefits, desire for greater, 796.\\nBenevolence and love, acts of, 342.\\nBenighted, feels awhile, 522.\\nwalks under the midday sun, 244.\\nBent, affection cannot hold the, 75.\\nhim o er the dead, 548.\\njust as the twig is, 320.\\no er her babe, 427.\\nthough on pleasure she was, 417.\\ntop of my, 139.\\nBequeathed by bleeding sire, 548.\\nBerkeley, coxcombs vanquish, 380.\\nsaid there was no matter, 5b0.\\nto, every virtue under heaven, 329.\\nBermoothes, still-vexed, 42.\\nBerries, come to pluck your, 246.\\nmoulded on one stem, two, 58.\\nBerry, God could have made a better, 208.\\nBerth of the wombe, 28.\\nBeside a human door, 472.\\nthe springs of Dove, 469.\\nthe still waters, 819.\\nBesier semed than he was, 2.\\nBesotted base ingratitude, 246.\\nBess, image of good queen, 585.\\nBest administered, whate er is, 318.\\nare but shadows, 59.\\nbad in the, 163.\\ncompanions, 396.\\ncontentment, 27.\\ndays, afternoon of her, 97.\\ndiscreetest, 238.\\nfear not to touch the, 25.\\nfools be little wise, 177.\\ngood man, 279.\\nhe serves his party, 665.\\nhis circumstance allows, 307.\\nhonest tale speeds, 97.\\nlads and lassies in their, 683.\\nlaid schemes of mice and men, 446.\\nmen moulded out of faults, 50.\\nmen of few words are the, 91.\\nof all possible worlds, 801.\\nof all ways, 521.\\nof dark and bright, all that 551.\\nof me is diligence, 146.\\nof men that e er wore earth, 182.\\nof what we do and are, 473.\\nof womankind, 346.\\nold friends are, 195.\\npart of valour, discretion the, 197.\\npast and to come seems, 89.\\nportion of a good man s life, 467.\\nprayeth best who loveth, 499.\\nprize that which is, 753.\\nsecond thoughts are, 277.\\nstate, every man at his, 820.\\nstolen sweets are, 297.\\nthings most difficult, 729.\\nthings not for the, 700.\\nwho does the, 307.\\nwho serves his country, 339.\\nBest-conditioned and unwearied, 64.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0909.jp2"}, "904": {"fulltext": "880\\nINDEX.\\nBestial, what remains is, 152.\\nBestowing, most princely in, 101.\\nBestride the narrow world, 110.\\nBesy a man, nowher so, 2.\\nBeteem the winds of heaven, 128.\\nBethumped with words, 78.\\nBetimes, what is t to leave, 145.\\nBetray, nature never did, 467.\\nthat men, 403.\\nBetter a bad epitaph, 134.\\nbe damned, 431.\\nbe with the dead, 121.\\nberry, never made a, 208.\\nbettered expectation, he hath, 50.\\nday the better deed, 172.\\nday the worse deed, 282.\\ndays, if ever you have looked on, C\\ndays, friend of my, 562.\\ndays, we have seen, 109.\\ndid I say, 114.\\nelder soldier, not a, 114.\\nfifty years of Europe, 626.\\nfoot before, 80.\\nfor being a little bad, 50.\\ngrace, does it with a, 75.\\ngrow wiser and, 670.\\nhad they ne er been born, 494.\\nhalf, my dear my, 34.\\nhorse, gray mare the, 17.\\nis a dinner of herbs, 826.\\nis half a loaf than no bread, 15.\\nis it to bow than break, 12.\\nlate than never, 13, 284.\\nlove given unsought is, 76.\\nmade by ill, good are, 455.\\nmuch more the, 50.\\nor for worse, 850.\\npart of valour is discretion, 87.\\nreck the rede, may you, 448.\\nspared a better man, 87.\\nstrangers, desire we may be, 70.\\nstriving to, 146.\\nthan downright bad, 700.\\nthan false knaves, 53.\\nthan he knew, builded, 598.\\nthan his dog, something, 626.\\nthan nothing, little is, 710.\\nthan one of the wicked, 83.\\nthan you should be, 197.\\nthe instruction, 63.\\nthe worse appear the, 226.\\nthou shouldest not vow, 830.\\nto be lowly born, 98.\\nto be much abused, 154.\\nto be vile than vile esteemed, 163.\\nto dwell in a corner, 827.\\nto give than to take, 11.\\nto have loved and lost, 632.\\nto hunt in field?, 270.\\nto love amiss, 444.\\nto reign in hell, 224.\\nto sink beneath the shock, 549.\\nto wear out than to rust, 853.\\ntrust all and be deceived, 641.\\nworld, another and a, 805.\\nworld than this, 66.\\nBettered by the borrower, 253.\\nexpectation, 50.\\nBettering of my mind, 42.\\nBetween the cradle and the grave, 358.\\ntwo stools, 808.\\nBevy of fair women, 240.\\nBeware my lord of jealousy, 153.\\nof a man of one book, 853.\\nof desperate steps, 423.\\nof entrance to a quarrel, 130.\\nof had I wist, 9.\\nthe fury of a patient man, 269.\\nthe ides of March, 110.\\nBewilder, leads to, 428.\\nBezonian, under winch king, 90.\\nBias, rules with strongest, 323.\\nBible, burdens of the, 598.\\nis a book of doctrine, the, 530.\\nis a book of faith, the, 530.\\nis a book of morals, the, 530.\\nknows her true, 414.\\nshows the extent of the English lan-\\nguage, 590.\\nstudie was but litel on the, 2.\\nBibles laid open, 205.\\nBickerings to recount, 255.\\nBid me discourse, 161.\\nBidding, thousands speed at his, 252,\\nBids expectation rise, 398.\\nBiennial elections, 283.\\nBier, waste sorrows at my, 571.\\nBig manly voice, 69.\\nround tears, 67.\\nwith the fate of Rome, 297.\\nwith vengeance, 363.\\nBig-endians and small-endians, 290.\\nBigger than an agate-stone, no, 104.\\nthan his head, seems no, 148.\\nBiggest rascal that walks, 748.\\nBigness which you see, 265.\\nBilbo w, the word it was, 351.\\nBilious, when I am only, 586.\\nBill, as if God wrote the, 600.\\nBilling, amorous fond and, 215.\\nBillows, bounding, 674.\\ndistinct as the, 496.\\nfoam, the, 550.\\nnever break, where, 295.\\npilot cannot mitigate the, 730.\\nroar, or heard the, 344.\\nswelling and limitless, 503.\\ntrusted to thy, 548.\\nBind, fast find fast, 10.\\nsafe find safe, 21.\\nup my w r ounds, 97.\\nBinding nature fast in fate, 334.\\nBiography, an heroic poem is a, 578.\\nBird, by wandering, as the, 828.\\neach fond endearment tries, 396.\\nin the hand, 15, 740, 787.\\nin the solitude singing, 552.\\nnight with this her solemn, 233.\\nO cuckoo shall I call thee, 474.\\nof dawning singeth all night, 127.\\nof passage, the cuckoo a, 720.\\nof the air, 831.\\non the wing, 680.\\nrare, in the land, 770.\\nsoul of our grandam might inhabit a,\\n77.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0910.jp2"}, "905": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n881\\nBird that fylethhis own nest, 8, IS.\\nthat shunn st the noise, 206.\\nthe Attic, 241.\\nBirds, charm of earliest, 233.\\nconfabulate, if, 417.\\neagle suffers little, to sing, 104.\\nI see my way as, 043.\\nin cages, as with, 778.\\nin last year s nest, G13, 792.\\nin their little nests agree, 302.\\njoyous the, 238.\\nmelodious, sing madrigals, 41.\\nof the air have nests. 839.\\nsang east and west, 620.\\nsang, where late the sweet, 162.\\ntime of the singing of, 832.\\nwith chaff, catch old, 787.\\nwithout despair to get in, 180.\\nBird-cage in a garden, 180.\\nBirnam wood, 124, 125.\\nBirth, death borders upon our, 182.\\ndew of thy, 851.\\nis but a sleep, 477.\\nnothing but our death begun, 309.\\nof that significant word flirtation, 353.\\nour Saviour s, is celebrated, 127.\\nplace of my, 550.\\nrepeats the story of her, 300.\\nrevolts from true, 106.\\nscience frowned not on his, 386.\\nsmiled on my, 534^\\nthe sunshine is a glorious, 477.\\ntis fortune gives us, 340.^\\nBirthplace, great Homer s, 189.\\nBiscay, bay of, 453.\\nBiscuit, dry as the remainder, 68.\\nBishop, church without a, 588.\\nhypocrisy of a, 688.\\nBishops, bench of heedless, 380.\\nBit me, though he had, 148.\\nwith an envious worm, 104.\\nyou if it had been a bear, 292.\\nBite, bark worse than his, 205.\\ndogs delight to bark and, 301.\\nthe hand that fed them, 411.\\nthe man recovered of the, 400.\\nBites, three, of a cherry, 773.\\nshrewdly, the air, 130.\\nBiteth like a serpent, 828.\\nBiting for anger, eager soul, 221.\\nBitter as coloqumtida, 151.\\nchange, feels the, 228.\\ncold, tis, 126.\\ncross, on the, 82.\\nend, 853.\\nere long, 23S.\\nfancy, food of, 71.\\nis a scornful jest, 366.\\nmemory, wakes the, 231.\\no er the flowers, some, 540, 706.\\npast, more welcome is the sweet, 71.\\nBittern booming in the weeds, 592.\\nBitterns, London an habitation of, 592.\\nBitterness, knoweth his own, 826.\\nof tilings, from out the, 484.\\nBivouao of the dead, 681.\\nBlabbing and remorseful day, 94.\\neastern scout, 243.\\nBlack and gray, friars white, 231.\\nand midnight hags, 123.\\nbeetle, intolerable to a, 857.\\ncustomary suits of solemn, 127.\\ndespair, 564.\\nevery white will have its, 404.\\neyes and lemonade, 519.\\nhung be the heavens with, 93.\\nis a pearl in woman s eye, 35.\\nis not so black, 404.\\nit stood as night, 228.\\nlet the devil wear, 138.\\nmen of Coromandel, 592.\\nmore, than ashbuds, 025.\\nor red, bokes clothed in, 1.\\nspirits and white, 173.\\nto red began to turn, 213.\\nwhite shall not neutralize the, 651.\\nwith tarnished gold, 456.\\nBlackberries, plentiful as, So.\\nBlackbird to whistle, 210.\\nBlackguards both, 558.\\nBlacks had no rights, the, 675.\\nBladder, blows a man up like a, 85,\\nBladders, boys that swim on, 99.\\nBlade, heart-stain away on its, 519.\\nnotches on the, 811.\\nsheathes the vengeful, 459.\\ntrenchant Toledo trusty, 211.\\nBlades, Spanish, 105.\\nto Greece we give our shining, 525.\\ntwo, of grass to grow, 290.\\nBlaize, lament for Madam, 400.\\nBlime, dispraise or, 242.\\nin part to, is she, 193, 350.\\nBlameless vestal s lot, 333.\\nBlanch without the owner s crime, 4S3.\\nBlanche, Sweetheart and Tray, 147.\\nBland, childlike and, 669.\\nBlandishments of life, 071.\\nwill not fascinate us, 436.\\nBlank, creation s, 672.\\nmisgivings of a creature, 478.\\nmy lord, a, 75.\\nof Nature s works, 230.\\nBlasphemes his feeder, 240.\\nBlasphemy in the soldier, 48.\\nBlast, chill November s surly, 446.\\nhe died of no, 276.\\nof that dread horn, 490.\\nof war blows in our ears, 91.\\nrushing of the, 573.\\nstriding the, 118.\\nupon his bugle horn, 492.\\nBlasts from hell, 130.\\nof wind, hollow, 347.\\nBlasted, no sooner blown but, 251.\\nwith excess of light, 382.\\nBlastments, contagious, 129.\\nBlaze, burst out into sudden, 247.\\nLiberty s unclouded, 564.\\nof noon, 241.\\nBlazed with lights, 109.\\nBlazon, eternal, must not be, 131.\\nBlazoning pens, quirks of, 151.\\nBleak our lot, though, 676.\\nBleed, carcasses, at the sight of the mur-\\nderer, 187.\\n56", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0911.jp2"}, "906": {"fulltext": "882\\nINDEX.\\nBleed, heart for which others, 294.\\nthey have torn me and I, 544.\\nBleeding country save, my, 513.\\npiece of earth, 113.\\nBlend our pleasure, 472.\\nBless, none whom we can, 541.\\nthe hand that gave the blow, 277.\\nthe hand that gives the, 289.\\nthee Bottom, 58.\\nthee, hold fast till he, 362.\\nBlessed, children call her, 829.\\ndejected, while another s, 320.\\ndo above, what the, 220.\\nfeet nailed on the bitter cross, 82.\\nhe alone is, 289.\\nhe that considereth the poor, 820.\\nhe who expects nothing, 347.\\nI have been, 549.\\nis the healthy nature, 579.\\nman, half part of a, 78.\\nmartyr, thou fallest a, 100.\\nmood, that, 407.\\nmore, to give, 843.\\nnone but such as be, 38.\\npart to heaven, gave his, 100.\\nshall be thy basket, 814.\\nthem unaware, I, 498.\\nthree, chief among the, 611.\\nwho ne er was born, 289.\\nBlessedness, single, 57.\\nBlesses his stars, 237.\\nBlesseth her with happy hands, 31.\\nhim that gives, 04.\\nBlessing dear, makes a, 256.\\nhealth is the second, 208.\\nI had most need of, 119.\\nLord dismiss us with thy, 374.\\nnational debt a national, 532.\\nno harm in, 351.\\nof the Old Testament, 164.\\nout of God s blessing, 17, 785.\\nsteal immortal, from her lips, 108.\\nthat money cannot buy, 208.\\nthe Pretender, no harm in, 351.\\nBlessings be with them, 477.\\nbrighten as they take their flight, 307.\\nfrom whom all, flow, 278.\\nliberty one of the most valuable, 792.\\non him that invented sleep, 792.\\ntwo of life s greatest, 713.\\nwait on virtuous deeds, 294.\\nwithout number, 302.\\nBlest, Araby the, 232.\\nnever is, but always to be, 315.\\nI have been, 549.\\nin blessing others, 343.\\nit is twice, 64.\\nkings may be, 451.\\npaper-credit, 322.\\nwith temper with unclouded ray, 321.\\nwith some new joys, 276.\\nBlew great guns, 436.\\nyou hither, what wind, 90.\\nBlight, bloom or, 657.\\ntreason like a deadly, 526.\\nBlind bard, be that, 503.\\nbe to her faults a little, 287.\\ndazzles to, 428.\\nBlind, eyes to the, feet to the lame, 817.\\nfortune though she is, 167.\\nfury, comes the, 247.\\ngirl comes from afar, 607.\\nguides strain at a gnat, 640.\\nhe that is strucken, 104.\\nhis soul with clay, 630.\\nlead the blind, if the, 840.\\nlove is, and lovers cannot see, 62.\\nlove must needs be, 503.\\nman s erring judgment, 323.\\nnone so, as will not see, 19, 283, 293.\\nold man of Scio s rocky isle, 550.\\nwinged Cupid is painted, 57.\\nBlindly, loved sae, 452.\\nBlindness, or I all, 295.\\nBliss, all that poets feign of, 94.\\nbowers of, 313.\\nbrightly glow the hues of, 3S6.\\ncentres in the mind, 395.\\ncertainty of waking, 244.\\ndomestic happiness, only, 419.\\ngained by some degree of woe, 377.\\nhealth the vital principle of, 358.\\nhow exquisite the, 447.\\nignorance is, where, 3S2.\\nin possession, will not last, 496.\\nin that dawn to be alive, 476.\\nit excels all other, 22.\\nmomentary, 381.\\nmust gain, we every, 377.\\nno greater, 38.\\nof paradise, thou only, 419.\\nof solitude, inward eye the, 475.\\nsource of all my, 398.\\nsum of earthly, 238.\\nthat earth affords, 22.\\nto die for our country, 340.\\nvirtue makes the, 389.\\nvirtue only makes our, 320.\\nwhich centres in the mind, 395.\\nwinged hours of, 514.\\nBlissful and dear, 521.\\nBlithe, no lark more, 427.\\nBlock, chip of the old, 412.\\nBlockhead, no, ever wrote for money, 373.\\nthe bookful, 325.\\nBlood and state, glories of our, 209.\\nbeats with his, 630.\\nbeauty fires the, 273.\\nbrain may devise laws for the, 61.\\nburns, when the, 130.\\nclean from my hand, wash this, 120.\\ncold in clime cold in, 549.\\ndrenched in fraternal, 533.\\ndrizzled upon the Capitol, 112.\\ndyed waters, 441.\\nearth helped him with the cry of, 478.\\nfierce as frenzy s fevered, 492.\\nflesh and, can t bear it, 351.\\nfreeze thy young, 131.\\nglories of our, 209.\\nguiltless of his country s, 385.\\nhand raised to shed his, 315.\\nharbingers of, 126.\\nher pure and eloquent, 177.\\nhey-day in the, 140.\\nin an old man s heart, 655.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0912.jp2"}, "907": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n883\\nBlood, in him, so much, 124.\\nin their dastardly veins, 525.\\nis tame, when the, 141.\\nis thicker than water, 493.\\nis very snow-broth, 47.\\nis warm within, GO.\\nof a British man, 147.\\nof all the Howards, 319.\\nof the martyrs, 756.\\nof tyrants, 804.\\nrebellious liquors in my, 67.\\nruddy drop of manly, 602.\\nsavageness in unreclaimed, 133.\\nsensations sweet felt in the, 467.\\nsign to know the gentle, 29.\\nso cheap, flesh and, 585.\\nspoke in her cheeks, 177.\\nstepped so far in, 123.\\nstirs to rouse a lion, 84.\\nstrong as flesh and, 477.\\nsummon up the, 91.\\nthat healest with, 199.\\nto ears of flesh and, 131.\\nwas thin and old, 589.\\nweltering in his, 271.\\nwhat potent, hath May, 599.\\nwhoso sheddeth man s, 812.\\nwiU follow the knife, 312.\\nBloodless race with feeble voice, 337.\\nBloods, breed of noble, 110.\\nBloodshed, fear and, 476.\\nBlood-tinctured heart, 620.\\nBloody instructions, we but teach, 118.\\nMary, image of, \u00c2\u00a785.\\nBloom, drives full on thy, 448.\\nis shed, seize the flower its, 451.\\nlips he has pressed in their, 635.\\nof young desire, 382.\\nof youth, in the, 702.\\nor blight, 657.\\nsight of vernal, 230.\\nthat kill the, 483.\\nBlooming alone, left, 521.\\nBlossom and bear fruit, let it, 743.\\nas the rose, 834.\\nin the dust, 209.\\nthat hangs on the bough, 43.\\nto-morrow, 99.\\nBlossomed the lovely stars, 616.\\nBlossoms, arborett with painted, 28.\\nhope s tender, 805.\\nin the trees, 316.\\nof my sin, cut off in the, 132.\\nBlot, art to, 329.\\ncreation s, 672.\\nknow what they discreetly, 221.\\nnot one line he could wish to, 377.\\non his name, no, 514.\\nBlotted it out forever, 379.\\npaper, that ever, 64.\\nBlow, adore the hand that gives the, 289.\\nand swallow the same moment, 701.\\nbless the hand that gave the, 277.\\nbold I can meet his, 464.\\nbugle blow, 630.\\ndeath loves a signal, 309.\\nfreedom only deals the deadly, 459.\\nhand that dealt the, 514.\\nBlow, hand that gives the, 289.\\nliberty is in every, 450.\\nmight be the be-all, 118.\\non the head, 764.\\non whom I please, 68.\\nperhaps may turn his, 464.\\nremember thy swashing, 104.\\nthe horrid deed in every eye, 118.\\nthemselves must strike the, 541.\\nthe stormy winds do, 515.\\nthou winter wind, 70.\\ntill they have wakened death, 151.\\nwhat wood a cudgel is by the, 213.\\nwind come wrack, 126.\\nwinds and crack your cheeks, 146.\\nword and a, 107, 277.\\nBlows and buffets of the world, 121.\\nand knocks, apostolic, 210.\\nman up like a bladder, 85.\\nof circumstance, 633.\\nBloweth where it listeth, 842.\\nBlown, no sooner, but blasted, 251.\\nwith restless violence, 48.\\nBlue above and blue below, 538.\\nand gold, clad in, 456.\\nbide by the buff and, 450.\\ndarkly deeply beautifully, 507, 559.\\nethereal sky, 300.\\neyes of unholy, 521.\\nheaven above us bent, 624.\\nlove and tears for the, 668.\\nmeagre hag, 244.\\npresbyterian true, 210.\\nroses red and violets, 28.\\nrushing of the Rhone, 543.\\nsky bends over all, 499.\\nsky, canopied by the, 553.\\nthe fresh the ever free, 538.\\nwhy does thy nose look so, 673.\\nBlue-fringed lids, 501.\\nBlue-stocking, sagacious, 593.\\nBlunder free us, frae monie a, 448.\\nworse than a crime, 805.\\nyou find in men this, 437.\\nyouth is a, 608.\\nBlunderbuss against religion, 370.\\nBlundering kind of melody, 269.\\nBlunders about a meaning, 327.\\nBlush of maiden shame, 573.\\nof modesty, grace and, 140.\\nshame where is thy, 140.\\nto find it fame, do good and, 329.\\nto give it in, 513.\\nunseen, born to, 385.\\nBlushed as he gave in the oath, 379.\\nbefore, we never, 262.\\nthe conscious water, 258.\\nyoung men that, 734.\\nBlushes at the name, 681.\\nbear away those, 52.\\nman that not quite a brute, 309.\\nBlushful Hippocrene, 575.\\nBlushing apparitions, 52.\\nhonours, bears his, 99.\\nis the colour of virtue, 283, 764.\\nlike the mom, 237.\\nBlustering band, they march a, 273.\\nrailer, 672.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0913.jp2"}, "908": {"fulltext": "884\\nINDEX.\\nBoards, ships are but, 61.\\nBoast, can imagination, 355.\\nhe lives to build not, 354.\\nindependence be our, 465.\\nMurray was our, 332.\\nnot thyself of to-morrow, 829.\\nof heraldry, 384.\\nsuch is the patriot s, 394.\\nveil the matchless, 356.\\nBoastful boys, earth s, 598.\\nneighs, high and, 92.\\nBoat is on the shore, 553.\\noar in every man s, 789.\\nswiftly glides the bonnie, 674.\\nBoatman, take thrice thy fee, 806.\\nBoats should keep near shore, 360.\\nBobbed for whale, 217.\\nBobtail tike, 148.\\nBocara s vaunted gold, 437.\\nBodes me no good, 349.\\nsome strange eruption, 126.\\nBodied forth, softly, 546.\\nBodies, conceit in weakest, 141.\\nghosts of defunct, 210.\\nof unburied men, 181.\\none soul in two, 762.\\npressed the dead, 86.\\nprinces like to heavenly, 166.\\nsoldiers bore dead, by, 83.\\nto life, brought dead, 604.\\ntwo, with one soul, 340.\\nBodiless creation, 141.\\nBoding tremblers, 397.\\nBodkin, with a bare, 136.\\nBody, absent from the, 508.\\nabsent in, 845.\\nblameless mind and faultless, 312.\\ncleanness of, 170.\\nclog, of his, 221.\\ndemd damp moist, 652.\\ndistressed in mind or estate, 850.\\nenough to cover his mind, not, 460.\\neye is the light of the, 838.\\nfilled and vacant mind, 92.\\nform doth take, of the soul, 29.\\nis under hatches, 436.\\nlodged a mighty mind, whose, 33S.\\nmind, or estate, 850.\\nnature is, whose, 316.\\nnought cared this, 503.\\nof the time, very age and, 137.\\none of a lean, 221.\\npent, here in the, 497.\\npresence of, 509.\\nsickness-broken, 221.\\nso young with so old a head, 64.\\nsprang at once to the height, the, 649.\\nthought, almost say her, 177.\\nto that pleasant country s earth, his,\\n82.\\nwith my, I thee worship, 851.\\nBody s guest, go soul the, 25.\\nBag or steep, o er, 230.\\nSerbonian, 228.\\nBogs dens and shades of death, 228.\\nunapproachable, 722.\\nBoil an egg, the vulgar, 330.\\nlike a pot, maketh the deep, 818.\\nBoisterous captain of the sea, 392,\\nBokes clothed in black or red, 1.\\nBold as a lion, 829.\\nbad man, 27, 98.\\neverywhere be, 28,\\nI can meet his blow, 464.\\nJohn Barleycorn, 451.\\nman that first eat an oyster, 292.\\nvirtue is, 49.\\nBoldest held his breath, 515.\\nBoldness again boldness, 808.\\never meets with friends, 343.\\nBolingbroke was a scoundrel, 370.\\nBolt of Cupid fell, where the, 58.\\nthe fool s, is soon shot, 16.\\nBombastes, must meet, 388.\\nBond, nominated in the, 65.\\nof fate, take a, 123.\\ntis not in the, 65.\\ntrust man on his oath or, 109.\\nword good as his, 790.\\nBondage led, when Israel was from, 261.\\nout of the land of, 493.\\nwhole eternity in, 298.\\nBondman let me live, 475.\\nso base that would be a, 113.\\nBondman s key, in a, 61.\\nBonds of ignorance, 639.\\nBondsmen, hereditary, 541.\\nBone and skin, two millers, 351.\\nas curs mouth a, 412.\\nbites him to the, 363.\\nbred in the, 19, 691.\\nof manhood, 408.\\nof my bones, 812.\\nof thy bone, 784.\\nwasted to skin and, 784.\\nBones are coral made, of his, 42.\\ncanonized, 130.\\ncursed be he that moves my, 163.\\nfor bacon, broken, 791.\\nfull of dead men s, 841.\\ngood oft interred with their, 113.\\nhis honoured, 251.\\nmade no more, 784.\\nmisery worn him to the, 108.\\nmutine in a matron s, 140.\\npaste and cover to our, 82.\\nrattle his, over the stones, 683.\\ntell all my, I may, 819.\\nto lay his weary, among ye, 100.\\nto sit in my, 461.\\nweave thread with, 75.\\nwhose dice were human, 555.\\nwith aches, fill all thy, 42.\\nBonny Doon, banks and braes of, 452.\\nBononcini, compared to, 351.\\nBooby son, father craves a, 310.\\nmother who d give her, 348.\\nBook, adversary had written a, 817.\\nall the world knows me in my, 778.\\nand heart must never part, G86.\\nand volume of my brain, 132.\\nbeware of a man of one, 853.\\nblessed companion is a, 597.\\ncontaining such vile matter, 107.\\ndainties bred in a, 55.\\nface is as a, 117.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0914.jp2"}, "909": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n885\\nBook, go little, 6.\\ngood kill a man as kill a good, 254.\\nhalf a library to make one, 372.\\nhonestly come by, 663.\\nI 11 drown my, 43.\\nin black or red, 1.\\nin breeches, Macaulay is a, 461.\\nin gold clasps, 104.\\nin sour misfortune s, 108.\\nis a book, 539.\\nis the precious life-blood, a, 254.\\nnever read, like a sacred, 181,\\nno, but has something good, 748, 788.\\nnote it in a, 834.\\nof fate, heaven hides the, 315.\\nof human life, 617.\\nof knowledge fair, 230.\\nof nature short of leaves, 585.\\nof songs and sonnets, 45.\\nonly read perhaps by me, 470.\\nor friend, with a religious, 174.\\nsecurity in an old, 663.\\nso fairly bound, 107.\\nso unconning, O little, 6.\\nwhat to put first in a, 799.\\nwhen a nobleman writes a, 374.\\nwho reads an American, 462.\\nwords printed in a, 817.\\nBooks a university, 580.\\nand dreams are each a world, 477.\\nand money placed for show, 215.\\nare a substantial world, 477.\\nassume the care of, 310.\\nauthority from others 54.\\nby which the printers lost, 222.\\ncannot always please, 444.\\ncomments on, 779.\\ndeep versed in, 241.\\nforefathers had no other, 94.\\nhe comes not in my, 198.\\nin her mind the wisest, 261.\\nin the running brooks, 67.\\nknowing I loved my, 42.\\nlike proverbs, 266.\\nlineaments of gospel, 23.\\nmen that will make you, 7S8.\\nmust follow sciences, 168. v\\nnext o er his, 331.\\nnot in your, 50.\\nof honour razed from the, 161.\\nof making many, 832.\\nof nature, 784.\\nold manners old, 401.\\non the soul, I have written three, 645.\\nor work or healthful play, 302.\\nour forefathers had no other, 94.\\nphilosophers will put their names to\\ntheir, 188.\\npreserved and stored up in, 254.\\nsome are lies, 446.\\nsome, to be tasted, 168.\\nspeaks about his own, 608.\\nspectacles of, 277.\\nstuffed with stoical reasonings, 744.\\nsweet serenity of, 617.\\ntalismans and spells, 422.\\ntenets change with, 321.\\nthat nourish all the world, 56.\\nBooks they read, their, 678.\\nto hold in the hand, 375.\\ntoil o er, 348.\\nup and quit your, 466.\\nupon his head, so many, 457.\\nwere woman s looks, my only, 522.\\nwhich are no books, 509.\\nwiser grow without, 422.\\nyou need, Homer all the, 280.\\nBookful blockhead, 325.\\nBookish theoric, 149.\\nBookmen, you two are, 55.\\nBoot, appliances and means to, S9.\\nBooted and spurred, 682.\\nBootless bene, good for a. 479.\\nBoots displace, dares this pair of, 388.\\nit at one gate, what, 242.\\nBo-peep, played at, 202.\\nBorder, let that aye be your, 448.\\nBore a bright golden flower, 245.\\nmy point, thus I, S4.\\nthe world, liim who, 483.\\nwithout abuse, 633.\\nBoreas, blustering railer, 672.\\nBores and bored, the, 560,\\nthrough his castle wall, 82.\\nBorn, better ne er been, 494.\\nbetter to be lowly, 98.\\nblessed who ne er was, 289.\\ncry for being, 170.\\ndays, in my, 787.\\nfor inmiortalit}^ 484.\\nfor success, 600.\\nfor the universe, 399.\\ngreat, some are, 76.\\nhighest calamity to be, 736.\\nhow happy is he, 174.\\nin Arcadia, I too was, 793.\\nin a bower, 581.\\nin a cellar, 294, 391.\\nin a wood to be afraid of an owl, 292.\\nin bed in bed we die, 794.\\nin better days, 341.\\nin silent darkness, 39.\\nin sin, Adam s sons, 190.\\nin the garret, 552.\\nknew that before you were, 716.\\nor taught, happy is he, 174.\\npoet is made as well as, 179.\\nso, men are to be, 207.\\nthat ever I was, 133.\\nto be a slave, 413.\\nto blush unseen, 385.\\nto die that were not, 562.\\nto do, the thing that I was, 39.\\nto inquire after truth, 778.\\nto set it right, 133.\\nto the manner, 130.\\nunder a rhyming planet, 54.\\nBorne, and yet must bear, 566.\\naway with every breath, 554.\\ndown by the flying, 489.\\nhis faculties so meek, 118.\\nlike thy bubbles, onward, 547.\\nBorrow the name of the world, to, 166,\\nto beg or to, 279.\\nBorrowed things, disguising, 779.\\nwit, wings of, 200.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0915.jp2"}, "910": {"fulltext": "886\\nINDEX.\\nBorrower, bettered by the, 253.\\nis servant to the lender, 828.\\nnor a lender be, 130.\\nof the night, 120.\\nBorrowing dulls the edge, 130.\\nsuch kind of, 253.\\nwho goeth a, goeth a sorrowing, 21,\\n3G0.\\nBosom, cleanse the stuffed, 125.\\nbears, snow which thy frozsn, 49.\\ncome rest in this, 522.\\nman take fire in his, 825.\\nof God, her seat is the, 31.\\nof his Father and his God, 386.\\nof the ocean, buried in the, 95.\\nof the sea, 94, 182.\\nof thy God, calm on the, 570.\\non thy fair, silver lake, 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540.\\nBuck of the first head, 59.\\nBucket, as a drop of a, 834.\\nmoss-covered, the, 537.\\nold oaken, iron-bound, 537.\\nBuckets into empty wells, 419, 4G0.\\nBuckhurst choose, I would, 279.\\nBuckingham, so much for, 290.\\nBuckram suits, rogues in, 84.\\nBucolical juvenal, 494.\\nBud bit with an envious worm, 104.\\nflower when offered in the, 391.\\n!s on the bough again, 611.\\nlike a worm in the, 75.\\nof love, this, 10G.\\nof youth, worm is in the, 423.\\nout faire, 28.\\nshut and be a, again, 575.\\nthe rose is sweeter in the, 33.\\nto heaven conveyed, 500.\\nBudding rose above the rose, 476.\\nrose is fairest when tis, 491.\\nBudge an inch. I 11 not, 72.\\ndoctors of the Stoic fur, 246.\\nsignificant and, 415.\\nBuds the promise of celestial worth, 311.\\nBuff and the blue, bide by the, 450.\\nBuffets and rewards, fortune s, 137.\\nBuffets of the world, blows and, 121.\\nBuffoon, statesman and, 268.\\nBug in a rug, snug as a, 361.\\nBugs, fear boys with, 72.\\nBugle, blow, 630.\\nhorn, one blast upon his, 492.\\nBuild as chance will have it, 594.\\nbeneath the stars, who, 309.\\nfor him, others should, 470.\\nnot boast, he lives to, 354.\\nthee more stately mansions, 636.\\nthe lofty rhyme, 246.\\nwe up the being that we are, 480.\\nwhen we mean to, 88.\\nBuilded better than he knew, 598.\\nBuilders refused, stone which the, 823.\\nwrought with greatest care, 615.\\nBuildeth on the vulgar heart, 89.\\nBuilding, stole the life of the, 120.\\nBuilds a church to God, 322.\\nBuilt a lordly pleasure-house, 623.\\na paper-mill, 94.\\nGod a church, 415.\\nin one day, Rome was not, 15.\\nin the eclipse, 247.\\non another man s ground, 45.\\non stubble, earth s base, 245.\\nBull, Assyrian, 631.\\ndog ounce bear and, 783.\\nor forge a, 586.\\nto enjoy Leda, 32.\\nBullen s eyes, gospel-light from, 387.\\nBullets of the brain, paper, 51.\\nBullocks, how a good yoke of, 89.\\nwhose talk is of, 837.\\nBulls in Cymbrian plain, 27.\\nBully, like a tall, 322.\\nBulrush, knot in a, 701.\\nBulrushes, dam the Nile with, 596.\\nBulwark of our island, floating, 392.\\nnever-failing, 790.\\nBulwarks against anti-republican ten-\\ndencies, 435.\\nBritannia needs no, 514.\\nBundle of relations, man a, 601.\\nBunghole, stopping a, 144.\\nBunker-hill, there is Lexington and, 532.\\nBurden and heat of the day, 840.\\nevery man bears his own, 846.\\ngrasshopper shall be a, 831.\\nI live an idle, 340.\\nof a sigh, 497.\\nof his song, this the, 427.\\nof some merry song, sad, 328.\\nof the desert of the sea, 833.\\nof the mystery, 467.\\nof three-score, 395.\\nprosperous fool a grievous, 696.\\nsacred, is this life, 641.\\nsuperfluous, loads the day, 252.\\nBurdens of the Bible old, 598.\\nthe ease of, 786.\\nBurglary, flat, as ever was committed, 53-\\nBurial of an ass, 835.\\nBuried base, column with the, 546.\\nBurn, bubbles winking at the, 575.\\ndaylight, 275.\\nto the socket, hearts, 479.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0920.jp2"}, "915": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n891\\nBarn, while the lamp holds out to, 303.\\nwithin us, heart, \u00c2\u00a342.\\nwords that, 382.\\nBurned is Apollo s laurel bough, 41.\\nBurning and a shining light, 843.\\nburns out another s, 104.\\ndeck, boy stood on the, 570.\\nmarie, over the, 224.\\nyour lights, 842.\\nBurnished dove, 625.\\nsun, livery of the, 62.\\nBurn-mill meadow, sweets of, 474.\\nBurns, adores and, 316.\\nalive all the whores, 287.\\nout another s burning, 104.\\nwith one love, 339.\\nBurnt child dreads the fire, 16.\\nhalf his Troy was, 88.\\nBurrs, conversation s, 636.\\nBurst in ignorance, let me not, 130.\\nBury Caesar, I come to, 113.\\nin oblivion, 201.\\nme on my face, 763.\\nBush and bank, over, 28.\\nbeat the, 10.\\ngood wine needs no, 72.\\nhawthorn, with seats beneath, 395.\\nman in the, with G-od may meet, 598.\\nsupposed a bear, how easy is a, 59.\\nthe thief doth fear each, 95.\\nBushel, do not sit down on a, 765.\\nBushels of chaff, 60.\\nBusier seemed than he was, 2.\\nBusiness, come home to men s, 164.\\ndespatch is the soul of, 353.\\ndinner lubricates, 437.\\nend of this day s, 115.\\nevery man has, 132.\\neverybody s, is nobody s, 207.\\nevery man mind his own, 786.\\nhours set apart for, 362.\\nin great waters, 823.\\nin this state, 49.\\nman diligent in, 828.\\nman to double, bound, 139.\\nnobody s, 207.\\nno feeling of his, 143.\\nnot to question our, 340.\\nof one who studies philosophy, 745.\\nof the day, be drunk the, 273.\\nprayer all his, 305.\\nso ends the bloody, 347.\\nsome men take to, 321.\\ntalents equal to, 747.\\ntalk of nothing but, 810.\\nthat we love, 158.\\nthose that are above, 284.\\nunembarrassed by cares of, 712.\\nwill never hold water, this, 296.\\nwith an income at its heels, 415.\\nBusinesses and customs, 424.\\nBuskin, shuffles of the, 637.\\nBust, animated, 384.\\nBustle of resort, various, 244.\\nBusts between, placed the, 312.\\nBusy, a man, so, 2.\\nas a bee, 33.\\nbee, how doth the, 302.\\nBusy companies of men, 263.\\ncurious, thirsty fl} r 671.\\nhammers closing rivets up, 92.\\nhaunts of men, in the, 570.\\nhum of men, 249.\\nwhisper circling round, 397.\\nwith the crowded hour, 600.\\nworld an idler to, 420.\\nBusybodies speaking things, 848.\\nBusybody, be not wordy nor a, 750.\\nBut me no buts, 861.\\nButchered to make a Roman holiday, 546.\\nButchers, gentle with these, 113.\\nButter, bread and, of mine, 787.\\nbread and, smell of, 554.\\nin a lordly dish, 814.\\nquarrel with my bread and, 292.\\nwords smoother than, 821.\\nwould not melt in her mouth, 13, 292,\\nButtered, which side my bread is, 19.\\nButterflies no bees, no, 586.\\nButterfly, I d be a, 581.\\nupon a wheel, 328.\\nButton, did not care a, 771.\\non fortune s cap, 133.\\nButtoned down before, coat, 596.\\nButton-hole lower, let me take you, 56.\\nButtons be disclosed, 129.\\nI had a soul above, 454.\\nButtress nor coign of vantage, 117.\\nBuy it, they lose it that do, 59.\\nmy flowers, O buy, 607.\\nwith you sell with you, 61.\\nBuyer, it is naught saith the, 827.\\nBuying or selling of pig, 20.\\nBy and by is easily said, 139.\\nByron s poetry, ethics from, 591.\\nByword, proverb and a, 815.\\nByzantium is not big enough to hold us,\\n741.\\nByzantium s conquering foe, 545.\\nCabbage, pepper his, 712.\\nCabined cribbed confined, 122.\\nloop-hole, 243.\\nCable for a line, 217.\\nCadence of a rugged line, harsh, 270.\\nsweet in, 422.\\nCadmean victory, 807.\\nCadmus gave the letters, 559.\\nCaesar and his fortunes, 728.\\nbled, where some buried, 768.\\ndead and turned to clay, 144.\\ngreat, fell, 114.\\nhad his Brutus, 429.\\nhath wept, 113.\\nI appeal unto, 643.\\nI come to bury, 113.\\nimperious, dead, 144.\\nin ever} wound of, 114.\\nnot that I loved, less, 113.\\nrebellion fraud and, 297.\\nrender therefore unto, 840.\\nstart a spirit as soon as, 110.\\nupon what meat doth, feed, 110.\\nwith a senate at his heels, 319.\\nyesterday the word of, 113.\\nyou carry, and his fortunes, 728.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0921.jp2"}, "916": {"fulltext": "892\\nINDEX.\\nCaesar s, things which are, 840.\\nwife above suspicion, 727.\\nwife not to be suspected, 727.\\nCage, nor iron bars a, 2G0.\\nCages, as with birds in, 778.\\nyoung ladies make nets not, 291.\\nCain, old Tubal, 654.\\nthe first city made, 261.\\nCake, eat thy, and have it, 205.\\nis dough, my, 73.\\nCakes and ale, no more, 75.\\nCalamity, enigmatical sort of, 766.\\nfortune not satisfied with one, 709.\\nis man s true touchstone, 197.\\nlearn from another s, 708.\\nof so long life, 135.\\nto be born the highest, 736.\\nCaledonia stern and wild, 489.\\nCaledonia s cause, support, 450.\\nCalf s-skin on those recreant limbs, 79.\\nCall a coach, go, 285.\\na spade a spade, 733.\\nback yesterday, 81.\\nevil good good evil, 833.\\nfor the robin-redbreast, 181.\\nit by some better name, 524.\\nit holy ground, 570.\\nme a spade, don t, 293.\\nme early mother dear, 624.\\nmy brother back to me, 571.\\nnothing but coach, coach, 285.\\nour own, nothing can we, 821.\\nshapes that come not at an earthly,\\n482.\\nthe breezy, 384.\\nthe cattle home, 664.\\nthese delicate creatures ours, 154.\\nthings by their right names, 457.\\nto-day his own, he who can, 273.\\nus to penance, 226.\\nyou that backing your friends, 84.\\nCalled, many are, 840.\\nthe new world into existence, 464.\\nCaller, him who calleth be the, 285.\\nCalling, in his, let him nothing call but\\ncoach, 285.\\nshapes, 243.\\nCalls back the lovely April, 161.\\nCalm, after a storm comes a, 284.\\nand silent night, 642.\\nday of slumberous, 575.\\nfamiliar talk, 341.\\nhere find that, 367.\\nlights of philosophy, 297.\\nof idle vacancy, 376.\\non the bosom of thy God, 570.\\non the listening ear, 640.\\nso deep, I never felt a, 470.\\nthe troubled breast, 611.\\nthou mayst smile, 438.\\ntracts of, from tempest, 634.\\nCalmer of unquiet thoughts, 207.\\nCalmness made, keeps the law in, 476.\\nCalms after tempest, 151.\\nCalumnious strokes, 129.\\nCalumny, shalt not escape, 136.\\nCalvin and oatmeal, land of, 459.\\nCalvinistic creed, a, 365.\\nCambuscan bold, story of, 250.\\nCambyses vein, 85.\\nCame I saw I conquered, 735.\\nprologue, excuse, 239.\\nsaw and overcame, 90.\\nCamel, cloud in shape of a, 139.\\nlike a, indeed, 139.\\nswallow a, 640.\\nthrough the eye of a needle, 840.\\nto thread the postern, 82.\\nCamilla scours the plain, 324.\\nCamomile the more it is trodden, 32.\\nCampaspe, Cupid and, 31.\\nCamping-ground, fame s eternal, 681.\\nCan it be that this is all, 548.\\nsuch things be, 122.\\nthis be death, 335.\\nCanadian hills, cold on, 427.\\nCandid friend, the, 464.\\nwhere we can, be, 315.\\nCandied tongue, let the, 137.\\nCandle, from their torches I light my,\\n192.\\nhold a, 351.\\nin the sun, 191.\\nlight such a, 685.\\nlooking in the daytime with a, 763.\\nof understanding, 836.\\nout out brief, 125.\\npoor sport not worth the, 206.\\nscarcely fit to hold a, 351.\\nshall never be put out, 685.\\nthrows his beams, G6.\\nto my shames, 62.\\nto the sun, 265, 311.\\nto thy merit, thy modesty s a, 362.\\nCandles are all out, 119.\\nare out, when the, 739.\\nbe out all cats be grey, 11, 790.\\nnight s, are burnt out, 108.\\nof the night, 66.\\nCandy, glorified, 509.\\nCane, conduct of a clouded, 326.\\nCanker and the grief are mine, the, 555.\\ngalls the infants of the spring, 129.\\nCankers of a calm world, 86.\\nCannibals that eat each other, 150.\\nCannikin, why clink the, 646.\\nCannon ball, brunt of, 211.\\nby our sides, 145.\\nto right of them, 628.\\nCannon s mouth, even in the, 69.\\nCannot come to good, 128.\\ntell how the truth be, 487.\\nCanon gainst self-slaughter, 128.\\nCanonized bones, 130.\\nCanopied by the blue sky, 553.\\nCanopy, most excellent, the air, 134.\\nthe skies, my, 316.\\nunder the, 103.\\nwhich love has spread, 568.\\nCanst not say I did it, 122.\\nthou guide Arcturus, 818.\\nCant of criticism, 378.\\nof hypocrites, 378.\\nCantankerous, you won t be so, 441.\\nCantilena of the law, 527.\\nCanting world, in this, 378.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0922.jp2"}, "917": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n893\\nCants which are canted, 378.\\nCanvas glowed beyond nature, 394.\\nCap, addressing myself to my, 798.\\nbutton on fortune s, 133.\\nby night a stocking all the day, 397,\\n401.\\nof youth, riband in the, 142.\\nwhiter than driven snow, 380.\\nCapacity, soul discontented with, 512.\\nCap-a-pe, armed at point exactly, 128.\\nCapability and godlike reason, 142.\\nCapable of nothing but dumb-shows, 137.\\nCaparisons don t become a young woman,\\n440.\\nCape, round the stormy, 356.\\nCaper, provokes the, 442.\\nCapers nimbly in a lady s chamber, 95.\\nCapital, Belgium s, 542.\\nsolicits the aid of labor, 532.\\nCapitol, drizzled blood upon the, 112,\\nwho was t betrayed the, 280.\\nCapon, lined with good, 69.\\nCaptain, becomes his captain s, 158.\\nbut a choleric word in the, 48.\\nChrist, soul unto his, 82.\\ngood, lost in an ill general, 782.\\nill, good attending, 162.\\njewels in the carcanet, 162.\\nof complements, 106.\\nof the sea, a boisterous, 392.\\nWattle, ever hear of, 436.\\nCaptive good, attending, ill, 162.\\nwhose words all ears took, 74.\\nCapulets, family vault of all the, 412.\\ntomb of the, 412.\\nCar, drive the rapid, 424.\\nrattling o er the street, 542.\\nCaravan, innumerable, 572.\\nthe phantom, 768.\\nCarcanet, jewels in the, 162.\\nCarcase is, wheresoever the, 841.\\nof Robinson Crusoe, 391.\\nCarcasses bleed at the sight of the\\nmurderer, 187.\\nCard, clear conscience is a sure, 33.\\nhe s a sure, 277.\\nreason the, passion the gale, 317.\\nspeak by the, 143.\\nCards cast away, 786.\\nold age of, 321.\\npatience and shuffle the, 789.\\nplayed for kisses, 31.\\nCare, begone dull, 684.\\nbeyond to-day, 381.\\ndeliberation and public, 227.\\ndraws in the trains of men, 111.\\nearliest latest, 377.\\nfeed me with a shepherd s, 300.\\nfig for woe, and a fig for, 9.\\nfor me, if naebody, 449.\\nfor nobody no not I, 427.\\nhis useful, was ever nigh, 366.\\nI how chaste she be, 26.\\nI how fair she be, 26, 199.\\nI m free from, 689.\\nin heaven is there, 28.\\nis an enemy to life, 74.\\nkeeps his watch, 106.\\nCare, lift her with, 586.\\nlodges where sleep will never lie, 106.\\nmake pale my cheeks with, 199.\\nnot, I may although I, 25.\\nravelled sleave of, 119.\\nso wan with, 82.\\nthat buy it with much, 59.\\nthe least as feeling her, 31.\\nthere s neither cauld nor, 458.\\nto our coffin adds a nail, 431.\\nweep away the life of, 566.\\nwhy are we fond of toil and, 805.\\nwill kill a cat, 177, 199.\\nwith judicious, 447.\\nwrinkled, derides, 248.\\nCares and delicate fears, humble, 4C9.\\nare all ended, his, 90.\\nbeguiled by sports, 394.\\ndepressed with, 348.\\ndividing his, 455.\\never against eating, 249.\\nfar from mortal, 534.\\nfret thy soul with, 30.\\nif no one, for me, 427.\\nnobler loves and nobler, 477.\\nof business, unembarrassed by, 712.\\nof gain, unvexed with the, 348.\\nthat infest the day, 614.\\nunvexed with all the, of gain, 348.\\nwhose constant, 392.\\nCare-charmer sleep, 39.\\nCared not to be at all, 226.\\nCareer of his humour, 51.\\ni Careful of the type, 632.\\nCareless childhood strayed, 381.\\nin deeds, be not, 755.\\nof the single life, 632.\\nshoe-string, 201.\\nsong now and then, 389.\\ntheir merits or faults, 396.\\ntrifle, as t were a. 117.\\nCaress, wooing the, 555.\\nCarlyle, scolding from, 637.\\nCarnegie, Johnnie, lais heer, 288.\\nCarols as he goes, 394.\\nCarpet knights, 187, 774, 783.\\nCarry Caesar, you, 728.\\ngentle peace, right hand, 100.\\nCarrying three insides, 464.\\nCart before the horse, 18.\\nnow traversed the, 288.\\nsung ballads from a, 274.\\nCarved for many a year, names, 635.\\nhead fantastically, 90.\\nnot a line, we, 563.\\nwith figures strange, 499.\\nCarver s brain, made out of the, 499.\\nCarves out his own fortune, 785.\\nCarving the fashion of a new doublet, 51.\\nCasca, the envious, 113.\\nCase as plain as a pack-staff, 172.\\nconsider the reason of the, 278.\\nI am in, what a, 72.\\nstands, as the, 172.\\nwhen a lady is in the, 349.\\nCases, circumstances alter, 580.\\ntenures and tricks, 143.\\nCasement slowly grows, 630.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0923.jp2"}, "918": {"fulltext": "894\\nINDEX.\\nCasements, charmed magic, 575.\\nCash-box, beautiful eyes of my, 798.\\nCask, at the beginning of the, (394.\\nCasius, old Mount, 228.\\nCassio, I love thee, 152.\\nCassius has a lean and hungry look, 111.\\nhelp me, or I sink, 110.\\nno terrors in your threats, 114.\\nshould I have answered so, 114.\\nCast beyond the moon, 11, 32.\\nbread upon the waters, 831.\\nof thought, the pale, 136.\\noff his friends, 399.\\nset my life upon a, 98.\\nthe darkness of the sky, 24.\\nyour pearls before swine, 838.\\nCaste of Vere de Vere, 023.\\nCasting a dim religious light, 250.\\nCastle, a man s house is his, 24.\\nhall, the mistletoe hung in the, 582.\\nhath a pleasant seat, 117.\\nhouse of every one as his, 24.\\nwall, bores through his, 82.\\nCastles in the air, 187, 790, 854.\\nin the clouds, 357.\\nCastle s strength will laugh a siege, 125.\\nCastled crag of Drachenfels, 543.\\nRhine, dwelleth by the, 613.\\nCasualty, road of, 62.\\nCasuists, convocation of, 786.\\nsoundest, doubt, 322.\\nCat and a rat and a coward, 786.\\ncare will kill a, 177, 199.\\nendow a college or a, 322.\\nhanging of his, on Monday, 856.\\nharmless necessary, 64.\\nin the adage, like the poor, 118.\\nin the pan, 166.\\nis averse to fish, what, 381.\\nmay look upon a king, 17.\\nmonstrous tail our, has, 285.\\nnine lives like a, 16, 691.\\nwatches a mouse, as a, 293.\\nwhen I play with my, 776.\\nwill mew, 145.\\nwould eat fish, 14.\\nCats and dogs, rain, 293.\\nbe gray when candles are out, all, 11,\\n790.\\nCat s ear, breeds in the, 18.\\nCatalogue, go for men in the, 121.\\nof common things, 574.\\nCataract, the sounding, 467.\\nCataracts, silent, 501.\\nCatastrophe, I ll tickle your, 89.\\nCatch and hold, 10.\\nere she change, 321.\\nlarks, hoped to, 771.\\nmy flying soul, 333.\\nold birds with chaff, 787.\\nthe conscience of the king, 135.\\nthe driving gale, 318.\\nthe manners living, 315.\\nthe transient hour, 366.\\nCatechism, so ends my, 87.\\nCaters for the sparrow, 67.\\nCathay, cycle of, 626.\\nCato, big with the fate of, 297.\\nCato, give his senate laws, 327, 336.\\nheroic stoic, 559.\\nstatue of, 741.\\nthe sententious, 559.\\nCattle are grazing, the, 469.\\ncall the, home, 664.\\nthousands of great, 410.\\nupon a thousand hills, 820.\\nCaucasus, thinking on the frosty, 81.\\nCaught by glare, maidens, 540.\\nmy heavenly jewel, have I, 34.\\nCauld nor care there, neither, 458.\\nCauldron bubble, fire burn and, 123.\\nCause, beauty of the good old, 472.\\neffect defective comes by, 133.\\nhear me for my, 113.\\nhow light a, may move, 526.\\nin his country s, 336.\\nis just, our, 426.\\njudge in his own, 711, 798.\\nlittle shall I grace my, 150.\\nmagnificent and awful, 418.\\nme no causes, 861.\\nof all men s misery, 31.\\nof all things, 759.\\nof covetousness, 41.\\nof doing any action, 742.\\nof dulness in others, 374.\\nof mankind, in the, 520.\\nof policy, turn him to any, 91.\\nof this defect, 133.\\nof this effect, 133.\\nreport me and my, aright, 145.\\nthat wit is in other men, 88.\\ntheir, I plead, 387.\\nthe weak in a just, 696.\\nthou first great, 334.\\nwhen our, it is just, 517.\\nwho die in a great, 555.\\nCauses aed occasions, 93.\\njust, whatever is is in its, 276.\\noffence from amorous, 325.\\nCauseless, the curse, 828.\\nCaution s lesson scorning, 447.\\nCavalrymen, not many dead, 680.\\nCave Adullam, 814.\\nthat darksome, 28.\\nvacant interlunar, 241.\\nCaves, dark unfathomed, 385.\\nlakes fens bogs, 228.\\nCavern, misery s darkest, 366.\\nCaverns measureless to man, 500.\\nmemory s, pure and deep, 581.\\nCaviare to the general, 134.\\nCavil on the ninth part of a hair, 85.\\nCaw, what says he, 424.\\nCease every joy to glimmer, 514.\\nfrom troubling, the wicked, 816.\\nrude Boreas, 672.\\nye from man, 833.\\nCeases to be a virtue, 407.\\nCeasing of exquisite music, 616.\\nswiftness never, 24.\\nCedar in Lebanon, 822.\\nto the hyssop, from the, 593.\\nCelebrated, Saviour s birth is, 127.\\nCelestial benedictions, 615.\\nfire, spark of, 425.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0924.jp2"}, "919": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n895\\nCelestial rosy red, 23S.\\ntemper, touch of, 34.\\nworth, promise of, 311.\\nCell, dwell on a rock or in a, 26.\\neach in his narrow, 384.\\nprophetic, 251.\\nCellar, bom in a, 294, 391.\\nCellarage, fellow in the, 132.\\nCellarer, old Simon the, 682.\\nCement of the soul, 354.\\nCenser, thine eye was on the, 636.\\nCensure is the tax eminent men Day,\\n291.\\nfrom a foe, 339.\\nmouths of wisest, 152.\\ntake each man s, 130.\\nCent, not one, for tribute, 673.\\nCentre, faith has, everywhere, 632.\\nCentric and eccentric, 237.\\nCenturies ago, in the solemn midnight.\\n642.\\nno sequent, hit, 600.\\nof sonnets, 645.\\nCentury for a reader, wait a, 670.\\nCerberus, not like, 440.\\nCerements, burst their, 130.\\nCeremony, enforced, 114.\\nthat to great ones longs, 47.\\ncertain as a gun, 211\\ni^^v. t(\\nto all, death is, 89.\\nCertainty for an uncertainty, 369.\\nof waking bliss, 244.\\nto please, 455.\\nCertum est, quia impossibile est, 756.\\nCervantes smiled Spain s chivalry awav.\\n560.\\nCervantes serious air, 330.\\nChaff, catch old birds with, 787.\\nhope corn in, 539.\\ntwo bushels of, 60.\\nChaff-threshing churl, 790.\\nChain, death broke the vital, 367.\\ndrags a lengthening, 394.\\nhanging in a golden, 230.\\nHomer s golden, 191.\\nhour with beauty s, 525.\\njoy so seldom weaves a, 520.\\nof all virtues, 182.\\nslumber s, 523.\\nstriking the electric, 545.\\nto sport with beauty s, 525.\\nChains and slavery, price of, 430.\\nat curfew time, 245.\\nbound in those icy, 184.\\nstagnant in, 525.\\nuntwisting all the, 249.\\nwearers of rings and, 511.\\nChair, my little one s, 657.\\none vacant, 615.\\nrack of a too easv, 332.\\nTully s curule, 391.\\nChalice, our poisoned, 118.\\nChaliced flowers, 159.\\nChallenge double pity, 25.\\nlife that dares send a, 258.\\nChallenged, seen him damned ere I would\\nhave, 76.\\nChamber, come to the bridal, 562.\\nChamber, get you to my lady s, 144.\\nin a lady s, 95.\\nin the silent halls of death, 572.\\nwhere the good man meets his fate.\\n307.\\nChambers, King s Bench, 297.\\nwhisper softness in, 254.\\nChampagne and. a chicken, 350.\\nChampion cased in adamant, 484.\\nthou fortune s, 79.\\nChampions fierce, four, 229.\\nChance, all, direction, 316.\\nby happy, we saw, 481.\\ncomes from art, not, 324.\\ndecides fate of monarchs, 356.\\nerring men call, 245.\\nmain, 93, 214.\\nmay crown me, 116.\\nnow and then be right by, 414.\\nor death, nativity, 46.\\nset my life on any, 121.\\nskirts of happy, 633.\\nwill have me king, if, 116.\\nwisdom controlled by, 778.\\nChances for a happy change, 698.\\nmost disastrous, 150.\\nChancellor in embryo, 380.\\nChancellor s conscience, 195.\\nencyclopedic mind. 593.\\nfoot, 195.\\nChancery, up to heaven s, 379.\\nChange, and such a, 544.\\nbe no robbery, 17.\\ncame o er my dream, 553.\\ncan give no more, 671.\\neverything is the result of a, 752.\\nfear of, perplexes monarchs, 225.\\nfor worse prav gods, 25.\\nheavy, O the, 247.\\nnature lo\\\\~es so well to, 752.\\nof fierce extremes, 228.\\nof many-coloured life, each, 366.\\nold love for new, 25.\\nringing grooves of, 626.\\nseasons and their, 233.\\nstudious of, 417.\\nthe place but keep the pain, 303.\\nthe stamp of nature, 141.\\nthe universe is, 751.\\nChanged all that, we have, 797.\\nand. such a change, 544.\\nin the cradle, 790.\\nmind not to be, 224.\\nChangeful dream, fickle as a, 491.\\nChanging years, through many, 611.\\nChanticleer, crow like, 68.\\nChants a doleful hymn, 80.\\nChaos and old night. 224.\\nblack, comes again, 161.\\neldest night and, 229.\\nis come again, 153.\\nis restored, empire of, 332.\\nof thought and passion, 317.\\nChaos-like together crushed, 333.\\nChapel, Devil builds a, 196, 206, 286, 770,\\nChapels had been churches, 60.\\nChap-fallen, quite, 144.\\nChapman, till I heard, 576.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0925.jp2"}, "920": {"fulltext": "896\\nINDEX.\\nChapter of accidents, 353.\\nto the end of the, 773.\\nCharacter dead at every word, 442.\\nI leave behind me, my, 442.\\nman that makes a, 311.\\nmost women have no, 321.\\nof a Cynic, 746.\\nof Hamlet left out, 494.\\nwholesome for the, 66L\\nCharacters from high life, 320.\\nhigh, cries one, 257.\\nin dust, write the, 494,\\nof hell to trace, 383.\\nCharacteristic of the present age, 607.\\nCharge Chester charge, 490.\\ncompulsive ardour gives the, 140.\\nif it be in his, 2.\\nin peace, a, 273.\\nis prepared, the, 348.\\nto keep I have, 672.\\nwith all thy chivalry, 515.\\nCharges, die to save, 188-\\nChariest maid is prodigal enough, 129.\\nChariot, the flying, 424.\\nChariots, brazen, raged, 236.\\nCharitable intents, wicked or, 130.\\nspeeches, leave it to men s, 170.\\nCharities that soothe, 481.\\nCharity, all mankind s concern is, 318.\\ncovers multitudes of sins, 849.\\nenvieth not, 845.\\nfaith hope, 845.\\nfor all, malice towards none, 622.\\ngive him a little earth for, 100.\\ngreatest of these is, 845.\\nhand open as day for melting, 90.\\nnothing if I have not, 845.\\npity gave ere, began, 396.\\nrarity of Christian, 586.\\nsuffereth long, 845.\\nto all mankind, 458.\\nvaunteth not itself, 845.\\nCharlatan, defamed by every, 633.\\nCharles the First had his Cromwell, 429.\\nCharles, gentle-hearted, 501.\\nCharm ache with air, 53.\\nblest with that, 455.\\ncan soothe her melancholy, what, 403.\\nfrom the skies, 568.\\nin melancholy, such a, 456.\\nmutter and mock a broken, 500.\\nno, can tame, 670.\\nno more, till life can, 390.\\nno need of a remoter, 467.\\nnor witch hath power to, 127.\\nof earliest birds, 233.\\nof poetry and love, 486.\\none native, 398.\\nthat lulls to sleep, 402.\\nthe air, I 11, 123.\\nto stay the morning star, 501.\\nCharms divine, a heaven of, 343.\\nfreedom has a thousand, 414.\\nher modesty concealed, 356.\\nmusic hath, 294.\\nor ear or sight, 502.\\nsolitude where are the, 416.\\nstrike the sight, 326.\\nCharmed life, I bear a, 126.\\nwith distant views of. happiness, 181.\\nwith the foolish whistling of a name,\\n262.\\nCharmer, hope the, 513.\\nsinner it or saint it, 321.\\nwere t other dear, away, 348.\\nCharmers, hearken to the voice of, 821.\\nwooing the caress like other, 555.\\nCharming, ever, ever new, 358.\\nharp of Orpheus not more, 253.\\nhe saw her, 356.\\nis divine philosophy, 245.\\nleft his voice so, 237.\\nnever so wisely, 821.\\nCharoba, that wondrous soul, 512.\\nChart of true patriotism, 638.\\nCharter large as the wind, 08.\\nChartered libertine, air a, 91.\\nChary bdis your mother, 64.\\nChase big round tears in piteous, 67.\\nbrave employment, 205.\\nwild-goose, 786.\\nChased with more spirit, 62.\\nChasms and watery depths, 504.\\nChaste and unexpressive she, 70.\\nas ice, be thou, 136.\\nas morning dew, 308.\\nas the icicle, 103.\\nas unsunned snow, 159.\\nto me, if she seem not, 26.\\nwhat care I how, she be, 26.\\nChasteneth whom he loveth, 848.\\nChastises whom most he likes, 289.\\nChastity my brother, 244.\\nof honour, 410.\\nso dear is saintly, 245.\\nChateaux, most beautiful of, 801.\\nChatham s language, 419.\\nChatterton marvellous boy, 470.\\nChaucer, Dan, 28.\\nI will not lodge thee by, 179.\\nlearned, 179.\\nthat broad famous poet, 173.\\nwith his clasp of things, 620.\\nCheap defence of nations, 410.\\nfame then was, 275.\\nstanding as sitting, 292.\\nCheat, life t is all a, 276.\\nCheated, impossible to be, 601.\\nof feature by dissembling nature, 95.\\npleasure of being, 214.\\nCheater time, old bald, 178.\\nCheck to loose behaviour, 297.\\nCheckered paths of joy, 362.\\nCheek by joule, 780.\\nchanging, sinking heart, 550.\\ndrew iron tears down Pluto s, 250.\\nfeed on her damask, 76.\\nhe that loves a rosy, 200.\\no er her warm, 382.\\nof night, hangs upon the, 105.\\nrose growing on his, 31.\\ntear down virtue s manly, 424.\\nthat I might touch that, 105.\\nthe roses from your, 378.\\nupon her hand, 105.\\nCheeks, blow winds crack your, 146.", "height": "4494", "width": 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850.\\nCherries hang that none may buy, 685.\\nthose, fairly do enclose, 6S5.\\nCherry, like to a double, 58.\\nripe, ripe, ripe, I cry, 201.\\nripe themselves do cry, 685.\\nthree bites of a, 773.\\nCherry-isle, there s the land, 201.\\nCherry-pit, to play with Satan at, 76.\\nCherub, he rode upon a, 818.\\nsweet little, 436.\\nCherubs and on cherubims, 23.\\nCherubim, heaven s, 118.\\nCherubims, on cherubs and on, 23.\\nCherubin, rose-lipped, 155.\\nCherubins, young-eyed, 65.\\nChest of drawers by day, 397.\\nChester charge on Stanley on, 490.\\nCheveril consciences, 193.\\nChew the cud and are silent, 410.\\nChewed and digested, books to be, 168.\\nChewing the food of fancy, 71.\\nChi fa ingiuria non perdona mai, 275.\\nChian strand, on the, 503.\\nChicken and champagne, 350.\\nshe s no, 292.\\nChickens, all my pretty, 124.\\ncome home to roost, 606.\\ncount their, ere they are hatched, 211,\\n791.\\ncurses are like young, 606.\\nhen gathereth her, 841.\\nChief among the blessed three, 611.\\na rod, wit s a feather a, 319.\\nhail to the, 491.\\noctogenarian, the, 545.\\nof a thousand for grace, 682.\\nChiefs in bloody fights, 337.\\nChiefs, scion of, 547.\\nChief s pride, vain the, 330.\\nChiel s amang ye takin notes, 449.\\nChild again, make me a, 668.\\na naked new-born, 438.\\na simple, draws its breath, 466.\\nas yet a, nor yet a fool, 327.\\ndreads the fire, a burnt, 16.\\nhappy Christian, 534.\\nher innocence a, 270.\\nI have seen a curious, 480.\\ninfirm, fear not then thou, 600.\\nin simplicity a, 335.\\nis father of the man, a, 469.\\nis not mine as the first was, 657.\\nlike a tired, 566.\\nlistens like a three years 498.\\nmeet nurse for a poetic, 489.\\nof many prayers, 614.\\nof misery, baptized in tears, 427.\\nof mortality, 434.\\nof nature, behold the, 318.\\nof our grandmother Eve, 54.\\nof suffering, 636.\\nof the skies, 674.\\nof Ver, first-born, 199.\\nroom of my absent, 79.\\nRowland to the dark tower came, 147.\\nShakespeare, fancy s, 2-49.\\nspake as a, 845.\\nspare the rod spoil the, 213, 262.\\nsports of children satisfy the, 394.\\nto have a thankless, 146.\\ntrain up a, 827.\\nwhat constitutes a, 744.\\nwhen I was a, 845.\\nwhere is my, 550.\\nwise father knows his own, 62.\\nChildhood, careless strayer, 381.\\neye of, 120.\\nfears a painted devil, 120.\\nfleeted by, how my, 595.\\ngive me my, again, 668.\\nin my days of, 509.\\nscenes of my, 537.\\nshows the man, 241.\\nthere was a place in, 583.\\nwomanhood and, fleet, 614.\\nChildhood s hour, from, 526.\\nChildish days, sweet, 470.\\nignorance, it was a, 583.\\ntears, eyes are dim with, 471.\\nthings, I put away, 845.\\ntreble, turning again toward, 69.\\nChildishness, second, 69.\\nChildless with all her children, 321.\\nChildlike and bland, 669.\\nChildren, airy hopes my, 480.\\nand fools cannot lie, 15.\\nas gypsies serve stolen, 441.\\nbright and agreeable, 746.\\ncall her blessed, 829.\\nchildless with all her, 321.\\nfather s sin upon the, 699.\\nfear in, increased with tales, 164.\\nfear to go in the dark, 164.\\nfollowed with endearing wile, 397.\\ngathering pebbles, 241.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0927.jp2"}, "922": {"fulltext": "898\\nINDEX.\\nChildren, impediments to great enter-\\nprises, 165.\\nlearn to creep, 15.\\nlike olive plants, 824.\\nmother who talks about her, 608.\\nnature fits all her, 650.\\nnine small, 687.\\nno longer any, 798.\\nof a larger growth, 275.\\nof an idle brain, 105.\\nof light, 842.\\nof one family fall out, 302.\\nof the brain, books the, 291.\\nof the sun, 311.\\nof this world, 842.\\nRachel weeping for her, 838.\\nsports of, 394.\\ntale which holdeth, from play, 34.\\nthrough the mirthful maze, led, 395.\\nto liberal studies, 729.\\ntoys to the great, leave, 357.\\nwisdom justified of her, 839.\\nwives and grandsires, 804.\\nChildren s teeth set on edge, 835.\\nChill November s surly blast, 446.\\npenur} 384.\\nChills the lap of May, 394.\\nChimera, what a, is man, 799.\\nChimseras dire, Hydras and, 228.\\nChime, bells do, 205.\\nfaintly as tolls the evening, 518.\\nheard their soothing, 523.\\nto guide their, 262.\\nChimes at midnight, 90.\\nChimney in my father s house, 94.\\nstockings were hung by the, 527.\\nChimney-corner, men from the, 34.\\nChimney-pots, what tiles and, 511.\\nChimney-sweepers come to dust, 160.\\nChin, close-buttoned to the, 422.\\ndimple on his, 31.\\nnew-reaped like a stubble-land, 83.\\nsome bee had stung, 256.\\nChina fall, though, 322.\\nto Peru, mankind from, 365, 403.\\nChinee, the heathen, 669.\\nChink, importunate, 410.\\nChinks of her body, 221.\\nshall have the, 105.\\nthat time has made, 221, 456.\\nChip of the old block, 412.\\nChisel trace, ne er did Grecian, 490.\\nChivalry, age of, is gone, 410.\\nbeauty and her, 542.\\ncharge with all thy, 515.\\nSpain s, 5G0.\\nChoice and master spirits, 112.\\nfeast, light and, 252.\\ngoes by forever, 657.\\nHobson s, 857.\\nin rotten apples, there s small, 72.\\nlife s business being the terrible, 65.\\nof difficulties, 673.\\nof loss, rather makes, 158.\\nword and measured phrase, 470.\\nChoicely good, old-fashioned but, 208.\\nChoirs, bare ruined, 162.\\nCholeric word in the captain, 48.\\nCholer, aggravate your, 89.\\nChoose a firm cloud, 321.\\nan author as you choose a friend, 278.\\nlove by another s eyes, 57.\\nnot alone a proper mate, 417.\\nthine own time, 433.\\nwhere to, their place, 240.\\nwhich of the two to, 298.\\nChoosers, beggars must be no, 14, 197.\\nChoosing and beginning late, 238.\\nChord in melancholy, 584.\\nin unison is touched, 422.\\nsmote the, of self, 625.\\nChords, smote on all the, 625.\\nthat vibrate sweetest pleasure, 452.\\nChorus, landlord s laugh was ready, 451.\\nChorus-note, the fisher s, 674.\\nChosen, but few are, 840.\\nthe less is to be, 7.\\nChrist, gave his soul unto his captain, 82.\\nit is a goodly sight to see, 540.\\nring in the, 633.\\nthat it were possible, ah, 631.\\nto live is, 847.\\nwent agin war an pillage, 659.\\nChristian charity, rarity of, 586.\\nchild, a happy, 534.\\ndays, in these, 534.\\ndupe, gamester, 388.\\nfaithful man, as I am a, 96.\\nground, every vice on, 332.\\nis God Almighty s gentleman, a, 268.\\nis the highest style of man, a, 308.\\nperfectly like a, 336.\\nthou persuadest me to be a, 844.\\nChristians agree in essential articles, 370.\\ngood, good citizens, 529.\\nhave burnt each other, 556.\\nlove one another, how these, 756.\\nof the best edition, 772.\\nwhat these, are, 62.\\nChristianity was muscular, his, 609.\\nChrist-like for sin to grieve, 793.\\nChristmas comes but once a year, 20.\\ndesire a rose at, 54.\\nt was the night before, 527.\\nChronicle small beer, 151.\\nChronicles, look in the, 72.\\nChronicler, such an honest, 101.\\nof the time, 134.\\nChrononhotonthologos, 285.\\nChrysippus, books of, 765.\\nsophism of, 765.\\nChrysolite, one entire and perfect, 156.\\nChuck, be innocent dearest, 121.\\nChuckle, make one s fancy, 266.\\nChurch army physic law, 424.\\nbuilt God a, 415.\\nby daylight, can see a, 50.\\nforgotten the inside of a, 86.\\nChurch, plain as way to parish, 68.\\nseed of the, 756.\\nto be of no, is dangerous, 369.\\nwhere bells have knolled to, 68.\\nwhere God built a, 770.\\nwho builds to God a, 322.\\nwithout a bishop, 588.\\nChurches, chapels had been, 60.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0928.jp2"}, "923": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n899\\nChurches, the scab of, 175.\\nwith spire steeples, 504.\\nChurch-door, wide as a, 107.\\nChurch-going bell, 416.\\nChurchyard mould, 5S5.\\nstoue, some beneath the, 595.\\nthing, a palsy-stricken, 575.\\nChurchyards yawn, when, 139.\\nChurl, chaff-threshing, 790.\\nChurlish, the reply, 72.\\nChymist, fiddler statesman, 268.\\nCicero, Demosthenes or, 459.\\nCigar, give me a, 555.\\nCimmerian darkness, 513.\\nCincinnatus ploughing in his field, 719.\\nCinders ashes dust, 574.\\nCinnamon, tinct with, 575.\\nCipher too, he could write and, 397.\\nCircle of the golden year, 625.\\nspreads, the desert, 507.\\nswinging round the, 678.\\nwithin that, none durst walk, 275.\\nCircled orb, changes in her, 106.\\nCircuit is Elysium, within whose, 94.\\nruns the great, 420.\\nCirculating library, 440.\\nCircumcised dog, 157.\\nCircumlocution office, 652.\\nCircumstance allows, best his, 307.\\nbreasts the blows of, 633.\\ncreature of, 608.\\nlie with, 72.\\nof glorious war, 154.\\nslave of, and impulse, 554,\\nCircumstances alter cases, 580.\\ncreatures of men, 608.\\ndiscordant harmony of, 409.\\nfortuitous, 494.\\nover which I have no control, 463.\\nCircumvent God, one that would, 143.\\nCistern, wheel broken at the, 831.\\nCitadel, towered, 158.\\nwinged sea-girt, 541.\\nCities, crowded, wail its stroke, 562.\\nfar from gay. 345.\\nhum of human, 543.\\nremote from, lived a swain, 348.\\nseven, warred for Homer, 189, 194.\\ntowered, please us, 249.\\nCitizen of the world, 605, 739, 764.\\nCitizens before man made us, 657.\\nfat and greasy, 67.\\ngood Christians good, 529.\\nCity, better than he that taketh a, 827.\\nCain the first, made, 261.\\nlong in populous, pent, 239.\\nof the great king, 820.\\nof the soul, Rome the, 546.\\nthat is set on an hill, 838.\\nCity s ancient legend, 626.\\nCivet, give me an ounce of, 148.\\nin the room, talk with, 415.\\nCivil discord, effects from, 299.\\nover violent or over, 268.\\nsea grew, at her song, 57.\\nso, that nobody thanked him, 373.\\ntoo, by half, 440.\\nCivilities of life, the sweet, 273.\\nCivility, I see a wild, 201.\\nCivilized man, founders of, 608.\\nClad in blue and gold, 456.\\nin complete steel, 244.\\nin russet mantle, 127.\\nClaes, gars auld, 447.\\nClaim higher, Bourbon or Nassau, 288.\\nClaims of long descent, 624.\\nClamours, Jove s dread, 154.\\nClap of thunder in a fair day, 266.\\nClapper-clawing one another, 213.\\nClaret is the liquor for boys, 374.\\nClarion, sound sound the, 493.\\nspring shall blow her, 565.\\nClasp his teeth, drunkard, 34.\\nof things divine, 620.\\nClasps, that book in gold, 104.\\nClassic ground, 299.\\nClassical quotation, 374.\\nClay, blind his soul with, 630.\\nCaesar dead and turned to, 144.\\nif, could think, 483.\\nof humankind, porcelain, 277.\\nporcelain of human, 558.\\npotter power over the, 844.\\ntenement of, 267.\\nturf that wraps their, 390.\\nClean, keep, be as fruit, 264.\\nCleanliness next to godliness, 359.\\nCleanly, leave sack and live, 88.\\nCleanness of body, 170.\\nCleanse the stuffed bosom, 125.\\nClear as a whistle, 351.\\ndeep yet, 257.\\nfire and a clean hearth, 508.\\nin his great office, 118.\\nthe coast was, 40.\\nClearer than the noonday, 816.\\nCleon dwelleth in a palace, 653.\\nhath a million acres, 653.\\nCleopatra died, since, 158.\\nnose of, 799.\\nClergymen, men women and, 461.\\nClerk foredoomed, 326.\\nme no clerks, 861.\\nscarce less illustrious, 416.\\nther was of Oxenforde, 1.\\nClerks, greatest not the wisest, 3, 17.\\nClever, let who will be, 664.\\nman by nature, 457.\\nmen are good, 578.\\nClicked behind the door, 397.\\nClients, nest-eggs to make, 215.\\nCliff, as some tall, 297.\\nCliffs rent asunder, like, 500.\\nClimate, cold, or years, 238.\\nClimb, fain would I, 26.\\nhow hard it is to, 428.\\nnot a tall, 26.\\nClimber upward turns his face, 111.\\nClimbing sorrow, down thou, 146.\\nClime, cold in blood, cold in, 549.\\nCrusaders from some infernal, 635.\\ndeeds done in their, 549.\\nin every, adored, 334.\\nin every age and, 349.\\nin some brighter, 433.\\nin the eastern, 234.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0929.jp2"}, "924": {"fulltext": "900\\nINDEX.\\nClime, our tongue is known in every,\\n(505.\\nsoft as her, 554.\\nto make a happy fireside, 449.\\nto ravage all the, 428.\\nClimes beyond the western main, 395.\\ncloudless, and starry skies, 551.\\nhumours turn with, 321.\\nClink of hammers, 296.\\nClip an angel s wings, 574.\\nCloaca of uncertainty, 799.\\nCloak, martial, around him, 563.\\nnot alone my inky, 127.\\ntake thy old, about thee, 400.\\nCloaked from head to foot, 032.\\nClock, like the finger of a, 420.\\nlong hour by Shrewsbury, 88.\\nthe varnished, 397.\\nworn out with eating time, 276.\\nClod, to become a kneaded, 48.\\nClog of his body, 221.\\nCloistered virtue, fugitive and, 254.\\nClose against the sky, 583.\\nlove that never found his, 625.\\nof the day, at the, 428.\\nour souls sit, 274.\\nthe shutters fast, 420.\\nthe wall up with our English dead, 91.\\nup his eyes and draw the curtain, 94.\\nClose-buttoned to the chin, 422.\\nCloseness, all dedicated to, 42.\\nClose-shorn sheep, 206.\\nCloset, do very well in a, 353.\\nCloth, cut my coat after my, 12.\\nto us, meat drink and, 773.\\nClothe a man with rags, 828.\\nmy naked viilany, 96.\\nClothed and in his right mind, 841.\\nin black or red, 1.\\nin sorrow s dark array, 802.\\nClothes, brushers of noblemen s, 171.\\nmeat fire and, 322.\\nthrough tattered, 148.\\nup he rose and donned his, 142.\\nwantonness in, 201.\\nwhen he put on his, 400.\\nClothing the palpable and familiar, 504.\\nCloud, a fast-flying, 561.\\nby day, 813.\\nchoose a firm, 321.\\nin shape of a camel, 139.\\njoy the luminous, 502.\\nlike a man s hand, 815.\\nnature is a mutable, 601.\\nof witnesses, 848.\\nout of the sea, 815.\\novercome us like a summer s, 122.\\nsable, 243.\\nsits in a foggy, 123.\\nso fades a summer, 434.\\nsun will pierce the thickest, 650.\\nthat s dragonish, 158.\\nthrough a fleecy, 250.\\nthrown on with a pitchfork, 292.\\nwhich wraps the present hour, 380.\\nwith silver lining, 243.\\nClouds and changing skies, 573.\\ncastles in the, 357.\\nClouds, dropped down from the, 86.\\ndropping from the, 356.\\nhe that regardeth the, 831.\\nheavily in, brings the day, 297.\\nhooded like friars, 613.\\nI saw two, at morning, 677.\\nimpregns the, 233.\\nlooks in the, 111.\\nnever king dropped out of the, 196.\\nno more through rolling, 539.\\nof glory, trailing, 477.\\npeaks most wrapt in, 543.\\nplay i the plighted, 244.\\nrobe of, throne of rocks, 553.\\nrolling, are spread, 397.\\nsees God in, 315.\\nsit in the, and mock us, 89.\\nsmiles the, away, 550.\\nspots and, in the sun, 189.\\nthat gather round the setting sun,\\n478.\\nthat loured upon our house, 95.\\nthat shed May flowers, 233.\\nthy, dispel all other, 564.\\nwarriors fought upon the, 112.\\nCloud-capped towers, 43.\\nCloudless clear and beautiful, 553.\\nClouted brogues, 160.\\nshoon, 245.\\nCloy the hungry edge of appetite, 81.\\nCloyless sauce, sharpen with, 157.\\nClubs typical of strife, 420.\\nCluster, woes, 308.\\nClutch the golden keys, 633.\\nthee, come let me, 119.\\nCoach and six, 855.\\ncome my, 142.\\nfly of the, 797.\\ngo call a, 285.\\nO for a, ye gods, 285.\\nCoach-house, a double, 507.\\nCoachmakers, the fairies 104.\\nCoal and salt, mines for, 563.\\nCoals of fire on his head, 828, 844.\\nCoarse, familiar but not, 369.\\nCoast, stern and rock-bound, 569.\\nto reach the distant, 416.\\nwas clear, the, 40.\\nCoat, after my cloth cut my, 12.\\nbuttoned down before, 596.\\nherald s, without sleeves, 87.\\nof many colours, 813.\\nriband to stick in his, 646.\\nCoats, glittering in golden, 86.\\nhole in a your, 449.\\nCob ham, brave, 321.\\nCobwebs, laws are like, 757.\\nout of my eyes, 790.\\nCock, early village, 97.\\non his own dunghill, 14, 710.\\non the crowing of the, 127.\\nthis is a, 788.\\nCocks that will kill fighting, 734.\\nCockloft is empty, often the, 222, 772.\\nCockle hat and staff, 405.\\nCockles of the heart, 853.\\nCode, shrines to no, 562.\\nCodeless myriad of precedent, 627.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0930.jp2"}, "925": {"fulltext": "INDEX\\n901\\nCoffee which makes the politician wise,\\n326.\\nCoffin, care adds a nail to our, 431.\\nCofre, litel gold in, 1.\\nCogibundity of cogitation, 285.\\nCogitative faculties immersed, his, 285.\\nCohesive power of public plunder, 529.\\nCohorts were gleaming, 551.\\nCoign of vantage, 117.\\nCoil, not worth this, 78.\\nshuffled off this mortal, 135.\\nCoin, gold and silver not the onl}-, 699.\\npays him in his own, 293.\\nthat purchases all things, 792.\\nCoins, authors grow dear like, 329.\\nCoinage of your brain, 141.\\nCoincidence, a strange, 559.\\nCold and unhonoured, 519.\\nas a cucumber, 197.\\nas any stone, 91.\\nboughs which shake against the, 167.\\near of death, 384.\\nfoot and hand go, 23.\\nfriendship sounds too, 524.\\nin clime are cold in blood, 549.\\nindifference came, 301.\\nin the summer of her age, 276.\\niron, meddles with, 211.\\nlest the bargain catch, 159.\\nmarble leapt to life, 564.\\nmarble, sleep in dull, 99.\\nneutrality of a judge, 411.\\nobstruction, to lie in, 48.\\non Canadian hills, 427.\\nperforms the effect of fire, 228.\\nthat moderates heat, 792.\\nthe changed perchance the dead, 545.\\nt is bitter, 126.\\nwaters to a thirsty soul, 828.\\nwords congealed by, 738.\\nColdest that ever turned up ace, 159.\\nColdly furnish forth, 128.\\nheard, so, 606.\\nsweet so deadly fair, so, 548.\\nthink st I speak too, 523.\\nColdness still returning, 466.\\nCold-pausing caution, 447.\\nColeridge, mortal power of, 486.\\nColiseum, when falls the, 546.\\nwhile stands the, 546.\\nCollar, braw brass, 447.\\nCollection of books a university, 580.\\nCollege joke to cure the dumps, 290.\\nor a cat, endow a, 322.\\nCollied night, lightning in the, 57.\\nCollier and a barber fight, 363.\\nCologne, wash your city of, 505.\\nCollop of thy own flesh, 14.\\nColoquintida, bitter as, 151.\\nColossus bestride the world, 110.\\nColour, horse of that, 75.\\nimbues with a new, 545.\\nof virtue, blushing is the, 283.\\nColours a suffusion, 502.\\ncoat of many, 815.\\nidly spread, mocking the air, 80.\\nof the rainbow, 244.\\nthat are but skin-deep, 282.\\nColours, under whose, he had fought, 82.\\nColouring, take a sober, 478.\\nColumbia happy land, 465.\\nsons of, 675.\\nto glory arise, 674.\\nColumbine, what s that a, 35.\\nColumn pointing at the skies, 322.\\nrising towards heaven, 529.\\nthou nameless, 546.\\nthrows up a steamy, 420.\\nwhere London s, 322.\\nCombat deepens, the, 515.\\nwhose wit in the, 519.\\nCombination and a form, 140.\\nof circumstances, 494.\\nCombine, when bad men, 408.\\nCombustion and confused events, 120.\\nCome again, cut and, 444.\\nand men may go, 627.\\nand trip it as you go, 248.\\nas the waves come, 493.\\nas the winds come, 493.\\navoid what is to, 141.\\nforth into the light, 466.\\ngentle spring, 355.\\nhitherto shalt thou, 817.\\nhome to men s bosoms, 164.\\nif it be now tis not to, 145.\\nimmense pleasure to, 380.\\nin our time to, 108.\\nin the evening or morning, 680.\\ninto the garden Maud, 631.\\njump the life to, 118.\\nlike shadows so depart, 123.\\nlive with me and be my love, 40.\\nmen may, 627.\\no er the moonlit sea, 611.\\nof things to, 102.\\none come all, 491.\\npast and to, seems best, 89.\\nperfect days, if ever, 658.\\nrest in this bosom, 522.\\nthen expressive silence, 357.\\nthou monarch of the vine, 158.\\nto good, it cannot, 128.\\nto the bridal chamber, 562.\\nto the sunset tree, 570.\\nto this, that it should, 128.\\nunto these yellow sands, 42.\\nwander with me, 611.\\nwhat come may, 116.\\nwhat may I have been blessed, 549.\\nwhen it will come, 112.\\nwhen sorrows come, 142.\\nwhen the heart beats, 562.\\nwhen you re looked for, 680.\\nwhen vou call them, 85.\\nwhistle and I 11, 198, 449.\\nwithout warning, 680.\\nComes a reckoning, 348.\\nafter, that which, 752.\\nnot in my books, 198.\\nto be denied, 193, 350.\\nto pass, never never, 454.\\nunlooked for if at all, 333.\\nComedy, the world is a, 389.\\nComely but not costly, 32.\\nJack was so, 436.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0931.jp2"}, "926": {"fulltext": "902\\nINDEX.\\nComely love, sincerity and, 52.\\nComet, like a, burned, 229.\\nComets seen, there are no, 112.\\nComfort and command, 475.\\nbe to my age, 67.\\ncontinuall, in a face, 23.\\nflows from ignorance, 287.\\nfriends and foes, to, 400._\\nfrom above, 674.\\nspeak, to that grief, 53.\\nspring, whence can, 479.\\nthou art all, 1G0.\\nto have companions, 192.\\nComforts, adversity is not without, 164.\\nour creature, 283.\\nComforters, miserable, are ye all, 817.\\nComfortlesse dispaires, 30.\\nComing events cast shadows, 514.\\neye will mark our, 556.\\nfar off his, shone, 236.\\ngood time, there s a, 653.\\nguest, welcome the, 328, 346.\\nhour o erflow with joy, 73.\\nmeet thee at thy, 833.\\non of grateful evening, 233.\\nCommand, correspondent to, 42.\\nmy heart and me, 258.\\nmuch more invitation than, 297.\\nsuccess, not in mortals to, 297.\\nCommandeth her husband, she, 222.\\nCommandments, keep his, 832.\\nset my ten, 93.\\nten, will not budge, 661.\\ntwo great, 591.\\nCommandress of the world, 35.\\nCommend, another s face, 377.\\nCommendations, good at sudden, 101.\\nof age, 171.\\nCommends the ingredients, 118.\\nComment, meek nature s evening, 483.\\nCommentator, transatlantic, 592.\\nCommentators, plain, give me, 443.\\nshun each dark passage, 311.\\nCommerce long prevails, where, 394.\\nto promote, 310.\\nwealth and, 680.\\nCommercing with the skies, 249.\\nCommiseration, brotherly, 578.\\nCommit the oldest sins, 90.\\nCommodity of good names, 83.\\nCommon arbitrator time, 102.\\nas light is love, 566.\\ncurse of mankind, 102.\\ngrowth of mother earth, 468.\\nhe nothing, did, 263.\\nmake it too, 88.\\nmen, in the roll of, 85.\\nmind, education forms, 320.\\nnatures, same with, 313.\\nof literature, grazed the, 376.\\npassage, act of, 160.\\npeople of the skies, 174.\\nsouls, vulgar flight of, 393.\\nsun the air the skies, 386.\\ntask, trivial round, 5G9.\\nthings because they are, 720.\\nthought, to have, 321.\\nto friends, all things, 705.\\nCommon use, remote from, 556.\\nwalk of men, beyond the, 307.\\nway, life s, 472.\\nCommonplace of nature, 473.\\nCommon-sense, rich in saving, 627.\\nCommonwealth, an ordinary, 369.\\nto lie abroad for the, 175.\\nCommunicated, good the more, 235.\\nCommunications, evil, 846.\\nCommunion sweet, quaff in, 235.\\nwith nature s visible forms, 572.\\nwith the skies, 414.\\nCompact, are of imagination all, 59.\\nCompanies of men, busy, 263.\\nCompanion, book is a blessed, 597.\\neven thou my, 851.\\non a journey, 708.\\nCompanions, comfort to have, 192.\\nfor middle age, 165.\\nI have had playmates, 509.\\ninnocence and health his best, 396.\\nin musing, 714.\\nmusing on, gone, 489.\\nof a disturbed imagination, 688.\\nof the spring, 438.\\nthou dst unfold, 155.\\nCompanionship in peace, 103.\\nCompany, crowds without, 431.\\ngood discourse and good, 208.\\nhigh-lived, 402.\\nin a journey, good, 207.\\nman is like his, 699.\\nman who makes no figure in, 376.\\nnot so much to enjoy, 368.\\nof ladies, fond of the, 376.\\nof righteous men, 698.\\nshirt and a half in my, 87.\\ntell thee by thy, 789.\\nvillanous, the spoil of me, 86.\\nwith pain and fear, in, 476.\\nCompare, beautiful beyond, 497.\\ngreat things with small, 230.\\nComparisons are odious, 7, 40, 177, 789.\\nare odorous, 52.\\nmake no, 398.\\nof a disturbed imagination, 412.\\nCompass, a narrow, 220.\\nI mind my, and my way, 354.\\nno points of the, on the chart of pa-\\ntriotism, 638.\\nof a guinea, within the, 536.\\nof the notes, through all the, 271.\\nCompassed by the inviolate sea, 623.\\nCompassion, bowels of, 849.\\ncourage and, joined, 299.\\nCompatriots, all men are my, 779.\\nCompelled sins, our, 48.\\nCompetence, health peace and, 319.\\nCompetency lives longer, 60.\\nComplements, captain of, 106.\\nComplete steel, clad in, 244.\\nsteel, armed with more than, 40.\\nComplexion, mislike me not for my, 62.\\nof virtue, 764.\\nto this, thou must come, 388.\\nComplexions, coarse, 246.\\nComplies against his will, 215.\\nCompliments are loss of time, 387.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": 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name thee, 120.\\nConcentred in a life intense, 544.\\nConception of the joyous prime, 28.\\nConcern, charity all mankind s, 318.\\nConcerns of man, indifferent to the, 703.\\nConcerted harmonies, 580.\\nConcessions of the weak, 408.\\nConciliation of interests, 795.\\nConclusion, a foregone, 155.\\nlame and impotent, 151.\\nof the whole matter, 832.\\nConcord, heart with heart in, 485.\\nholds, firm, 227.\\nof sweet sounds, 66.\\nsweet milk of, 124.\\nConcourse of atoms, fortuitous, 284.\\nCondemn the fault, 47.\\nthe wrong yet pursue it, 295.\\nyou me, 180.\\nCondemned alike to groan, 381.\\ninto everlasting redemption, 53.\\nthe wretch, 398.\\nCondemns me, every tale, 97.\\nCondescend, men of wit will, 290.\\nCondition, highest, rises in the lowest,\\n713.\\nhonour and shame from no, 319.\\nnot a theory, 669.\\nof doing nothing, 148.\\nwearisome, 35.\\nConduct, advice cannot inspire, 796.\\nand equipage, 285.\\ngenteel in, 285.\\nof a clouded cane, 326.\\nstill right, his, 399.\\nConfabulate or no, if birds, 417.\\nConfer, minds nothing to, 487.\\nConference maketh a ready man, 168.\\nConfess yourself to heaven, 141.\\nConfession, suicide is, 533.\\nConfidence, filial, inspired, 421.\\nof reason give, 475.\\nof twenty-one, towering in the, 376.\\nplant of slow growth, 364.\\nConfident to-morrows, man of, 481.\\nConfine, on the very verge of her, 146.\\nspirit hies to his, 126.\\nConfines of daylight and truth, 255.\\nof earth, on the, 674.\\nConfirm the tidings as they roll, 300.\\nConfirmations strong, 154.\\nConflict, dire was the noise of, 236.\\nheat of, through the, 476.\\nirrepressible, 595.\\nthe rueful, 473.\\nConformity is the virtue in most request,\\n601.\\nConfounded, faith is half, 673.\\nConfusion made his masterpiece, 120.\\non thy banners wait, 383.\\nso quick bright things come to, 57.\\nworse confounded, 230.\\nCongenial to my heart, 398.\\nConger, Antagoras boiling a, 132.\\nCongregate, merchants most do, 61.\\nCongregation, devil has the largest, 286.\\nof vapours, 134.\\nCongress of Vienna dances, 803.\\nConjectures, I am weary of, 299.\\nConjure him, in vain did she, 407.\\nConjuror he knew everything, 721.\\nConned by rote, 115.\\nConquer, like Douglas, 392.\\nlove, they that run away, 200.\\nour fate, to bear is to, 515.\\ntwenty worlds, 181.\\nwe must, then, 517.\\nConquering hero comes, see the, 281.\\nso sharpe the, 6.\\nConqueror, came in with the, 72.\\nevery, creates a muse, 220.\\ngreat Emathian, 252.\\nlie at the proud foot of a, 80.\\nConquerors, beats all, 181.\\ncrier that proclaims the, 733.\\nConquest, ever since the, 279.\\nof our sovereign might, 29.\\nof the mind, 345.\\nConquests, tramplings of three, 219.\\nConquest s crimson wing, 383.\\nConscience a vaunt, 296.\\nbend to our dealings, 661.\\ncoward, 97.\\ndoes make cowards of us all, 136.\\nguilty, never feels secure, 712.\\nhath a thousand tongues, 97.\\nhave vacation, 213.\\nis a sure card, a clere, 33.\\nis corrupted with injustice, 94.\\nlaws of, 774.\\nof her worth, 237.\\nof the king, catch the, 135.\\nstill and quiet, 99.\\nthat spark of celestial fire, 425.\\nthe chancellor s, 195.\\ntrust no man without a, 379.\\nwakes despair, 231.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0933.jp2"}, "928": {"fulltext": "904\\nINDEX.\\nConscience with gallantry, 442.\\nConsciences, cheveril, 193.\\nguilty, make cowards, G91.\\nConscious stone to beauty grew, 598.\\nthat you are ignorant, to be, 609.\\nwater blushed, 528.\\nConsciousness remained, a, 481.\\nConsecrated hour, 674.\\nConsecration and the poet s dream, 475.\\nConsent, whispering I will ne er, 556.\\nsilence gives, 401.\\nConsents, my poverty not my will, 108.\\nConsequence, deepest, 116.\\nlife is not a theory of, 753.\\nscorn of, 623.\\ntrammel up the, 117.\\nConsequences, think of the, 802.\\nConservative government, 607.\\nConsider the end, 797.\\nthe lilies of the field, 838.\\nthe reason of the case, 278.\\ntoo curiously, 144.\\nConsideration like an angel, 90.\\nConsidereth the poor, 820.\\nConsistency is a hobgoblin, 601.\\nthou art a jewel, 854.\\nwuz a part of his plan, 659.\\nConsolation, grief crowned with, 157.\\nConsolations in distress, 479.\\nConsoler, death the, 616.\\nConspicuous by his absence, 747.\\nConstable, outrun the, 212.\\nConstancy in wind, hope, 539.\\nlives in realms above, 500.\\nto purpose, success is, 608.\\nConstant as the northern star, 112.\\nfriendship is, save in love, 51.\\nin a wondrous excellence, 163.\\nman but, 44.\\nto me and so kind, 574.\\nto one thing, never, 51, 405.\\nConstellations, happy, 238.\\nConstitution, higher law than the, 595,\\none country one, 531.\\nConstruction, mind s, in the face, 117.\\nConsumed the midnight oil, 348.\\nConsumedly, they laughed, 305.\\nConsummate flower, bright, 235.\\nConsummation devoutly to be wished,\\n135.\\nConsumption, birds are In, 180.\\nConsumption s ghastly form, 562.\\nContagion, hell itself breathes out, 139.\\nContagious blastments, 129.\\nContemplation, formed for, 232.\\nher best nurse, 244.\\nmind serene for, 349.\\nof my travels, 70.\\nContemporaneous posterity, 361.\\nContemporaries, homage from, 591.\\nContempt and anger of his lip, 76.\\nfamiliarity breeds, 712.\\nupon familiarity, 45.\\nContent, elegant sufficiency, 355.\\nfarewell, 154.\\ngood pleasure ease, 318.\\nhumble livers in, 98.\\nif hence the unlearned, 325.\\nContent myself with wishing, 376.\\npoor and, is rich, 153.\\nshut up in measureless, 119.\\ntherewith to be, 847.\\nto dwell in decencies, 321.\\nto follow, 339.\\ntravellers must be, 67.\\nwants money means and, 70.\\nContented, when one is, 788.\\nwith little, 451.\\nwhy ar n t they all, like me, 689.\\nContentedness, procurer of, 207.\\nContention, a man of, 835.\\nContentions, fat, 253.\\nof the Great Hall, 592.\\nContentious woman, 829.\\nContentment fails and honour sinks, 394.\\nof noblest mind, the best, 27.\\nContest follows, great, 419.\\nContests from trivial things, 325.\\nConthraries, drames go by, 582.\\nContiguity of shade, 418.\\nContinent, whole boundless, 439.\\nContinual dropping wears, 706, 829-\\nfeast, merry heart a, 826.\\nplodders, small have, won, 54.\\nContortions of the sibyl, 412.\\nContra-alto, even the, 554.\\nContradiction, woman s a, 322.\\nContrary, dreams are ever, 172.\\nrunneth not to the, 392.\\nwills and fates run so, 138.\\nContrive, head to, 255, 430.\\nControl stops with the shore, his, 547.\\nControls them and subdues, 476.\\nContumely, proud man s, 135.\\nConvents bosomed deep in vines, 332.\\nConversation, brisk in, 369.\\ncoped withal, 137.\\ndoes not show the minute-hand, his,\\n376.\\nperfectly delightful, 461.\\nquestioning is not the mode of, 373.\\nConversation s burrs, 636.\\nConverse, formed by thy, 320,\\nwith heavenly habitants, 245.\\nwith the mighty dead, 356.\\nConversing with thee I forget all time,\\n233.\\nConvey the wise it call, 45.\\nConveyed, bud to heaven, 500.\\nthe dismal tidings, 397.\\nConvinced me, unwillingly, 364.\\nConvincing, thought of, 399.\\nConvolutions of a shell, 480.\\nCooking is become an art, 187.\\nCooks are gentlemen, 187.\\ndevil sends, 20, 388.\\nepicurean, 157,\\nCool reflection came, 494.\\nCool sequestered vale, 385, 425.\\nshade of aristocracy, 537.\\nsweet day so, 204.\\nCools, answers till her husband, 321.\\nCoolness, dripping with, 537.\\nCope of heaven, the starry, 234.\\nCophetua, king, 105.\\nCopious Dryden, 329.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0934.jp2"}, "929": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n905\\nCopy, leave the world no, 74.\\nnature s, is not eterue. 121.\\nthe princeps. 456.\\nCorages, nature in hir, 1.\\nCoral lip admires. 200.\\nof his bones are. mad?. 42.\\nof his lip, 31.\\nstrand, from India s, 536.\\nCord, a threefold. 830.\\nsilver, be loose I, 831.\\nCords of motion, pulling the. 754.\\nCordial, gold in phisike is a. -J.\\nto the soul, 222.\\nCore, wear him in my heir: 138.\\nCorinthian lad of mettle, 84.\\nCorioli. Volscians in. 108.\\nCormorant, sat like a. 232.\\nCorn, amid the alien. 575.\\nbreast-high amid the. 584.\\nflies o er the unbending, 324.\\nin chaff, hope, 539.\\nis the sinews of war. 7,1. r83.\\nlike as a shock of, 816.\\nreap an acre of neighbour 472.\\nsickle in another man s, 711.\\ntwo ears of, where one grew, 290.\\nCorne, cometh al this new, 6.\\nthe staff e of life, 283.\\nCornelia, jewels of, 192.\\nCorner, headstone of the, 823.\\nin the thing I love. 154.\\nnarrow the. where man dwells, 650.\\nof nonsens-r\\nof the house-top. 827.\\nsits the wind in that. 51.\\nwas not done in a. ^44.\\nCorners of the world, all the, 1G0.\\nof the world, four. 7 SI.\\nof the world, the three. 80.\\nCorner-stone of a nation. 616.\\nC omish men, t went y tho n sani, 687.\\nCoromandel, black men of. 592.\\nCoronation day. kings upon their. 209.\\nCoronets, kind hearts are more than. 024.\\nCorporal oath, take my, 788.\\nsufferance, 48.\\nCorporations have no souls. 24.\\nCorpse of public credit. 531.\\npain lays nor his hand upon a, 696.\\nCorrect, easier to be critical than. 007.\\nCorrector of enormous times, 199.\\nCorreggioa and their Raphaels. 400.\\nCorrespondent to command, 42.\\nCorrupt a saint, able to. S3.\\ngood manners, 846.\\nCorrupted freemen, 3S7.\\nthe youth of the realm, 94.\\nCorruption destines for their heart. 518.\\nkeep mine honour from. 101.\\nlends lighter wings, 322.\\nwins not more than honesty, 100.\\nCorsair s name, he left a. 551.\\nCorse, slovenly unhandsome. 83.\\nto the rampart we hurried, his, 563.\\nCortez, like stout. 57\\nCost a sigh a tear. 433.\\ncount eth the. 842.\\nlittle less than new, 296.\\nCosts, only the first step which. B01.\\ndearest, most valued. 788.\\nCostard, rational hind, 54.\\nCostly, comely but not, 32.\\nthy habit, 139.\\nCot beside the hill, 455.\\nCottage might adorn, looks the, 393.\\nmy lowly thatched, o( S.\\nof gentility. 507.\\npoorest man in his. the, 365.\\nstood beside a. 589.\\nthe soul s dark. 221.\\nwas near, knew that a. 518.\\nwith double coach-house, 507.\\nCottages, poor men s, 60.\\nCotton is king. 854.\\nCouch, drapery of his. 572.\\nfrowsy, in sorrow steep. 45 J.\\ngrassy, they to their. 233.\\nof war. flinty and steel. 151.\\nCoude songes make, 1.\\nCould bear to be no more, 497.\\nI flow like thee. 257.\\nI fly I d fly with thee. 438.\\nCouncil, mortal instruments in, 111.\\nstatesmen at her, 623.\\nCouncils of the brave. 526.\\nCounsel and speak comfort, oo.\\nby words darkeneth, 817.\\nin his face yet shone. 22\\ntake and sometimes tea. 326.\\nthree may keepe, 6, 17.\\ntook sweet, together, 820.\\nvirtuous woman s, a. 30.\\nwho cannot give good. 190.\\nCounsels, dash maturest. 220.\\nmonie, sweet. 451.\\nCounsellors, multitude of, 825.\\nCount a man s years when he has nothing\\nelse to, 603.\\nour spoons, let us. 370.\\nthat day lost. 688.\\ntheir chickens. 214.\\ntime by heart-throbs. 054.\\nwho makes a. 282.\\nCounts his sure gains, 496.\\nCountenance and profit. 164.\\nbrightened with joy. 480.\\ndamned disinheriting, 442.\\nlight of thy. 818. 851.\\nman sharpeneth the. of his friend. 2 E\\nmerry heart maketh a cheerful. 826.\\nmore in sorrow than in anger. 128.\\nnever fading serenity\\nof truth, bright. 253.\\nCounteraction, action and. 409.\\nCountercheck quarrelsome. 72.\\nCounterfeit a gloom. 250.\\npresentment. 140.\\nCounterfeited glee. with. 397.\\nCounters, such rascal. 114.\\nwords are wise men s. 200.\\nCount eth the cost. 842.\\nCountless thousands mourn, 446.\\nCountry, bliss to die for our. 340.\\nchurchyard, corner of a. 412.\\ndared to love their, 336.\\ndie noblv for their, 102.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": 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pleasant, 82.\\nends thou aim st at be thy, 100.\\ngood, no glory but his, 571.\\npride, peasantry their, 396.\\nwishes blessed, 389.\\nCountryman who looked for his ass, 792.\\nCountrymen, all mankind my, 605.\\napplauses of his, 537.\\nfriends Romans, 113.\\nhearts of his, 445.\\nRomans, and lovers, 113.\\nwhat a fall was there my, 114.\\nCounty Guy the hour is nigh, 494.\\nCourage and compassion, 299.\\ngods look with favour on, 747.\\nmounteth with occasion, 78.\\nnever to submit, 223.\\nscrew your, to the sticking-place, 118.\\nstout will be put out, 26.\\nwhistling to bear his, up, 354.\\nCourageous captain of complements, 106.\\nCouriers of the air, 118.\\nCourse, her silent, advance, 237.\\nI have finished my, 848.\\nimpediments in fancy s, 74.\\nI must stand the, 148.\\nicy current and compulsive, 155.\\nnature s second, 120.\\nof empire, westward the, 312.\\nof human events, in the, 434.\\nof justice, in the, 65.\\nof love, my whole, 150.\\nof nature is the art of God, 310.\\nof one revolving moon, 268.\\nof true love, 57.\\nplanets in their, 456.\\nCourse, time rolls his ceaseless, 491.\\nwestward the, of empire, 312.\\nwhose, is run, 387.\\nCourses even with the sun, 178.\\nlike ships that steer their, 211.\\nstars in their, 814.\\nsteer their, 211.\\nCoursed down his innocent nose, 67.\\nCourt an amorous looking-glass, to, 95.\\nlove rules the, 487.\\nwhen Arthur first in, 406.\\nCourts, a day in thy, 821.\\nof the nation, other, 213.\\nCourted by all the winds, 242.\\nin your girls again, 406.\\nCourteous, the retort, 72.\\nthough coy, 444.\\nCourtesies, unwearied spirit in doing, 64.\\nCourtesy, always time for, 603.\\nin the heart of, 34.\\nmirror of all, 98.\\nvery pink of, 107.\\nCourtier, heel of the, 143.\\nCourtier s scholar s eye, 136.\\nCourt sied when you have, 42.\\nCoute, le premier pas que, 801.\\nCovenant with death, 834.\\nCoventry, march through, 86.\\nwaited for the train at, 626.\\nCover my head now, 584.\\nto our bones, which serves as, 82.\\nCovert yield, try what the, 315.\\nCovet honour, sin to, 92.\\nCovetous, sordid fellow, 352.\\nwhen Brutus grows so, 114.\\nCovetousness, cause of, 41.\\nCow comes home, kiss till the, 197.\\nvery good in the field, 371.\\nCoward conscience, 97.\\nflattery to name a, 463.\\ngreatest, in the world, 730.\\non instinct, I was a, 85.\\nscoundrel and a, 370.\\nsneaks to death, 671.\\nstands aside, while the, 057.\\nthat would not dare, 489.\\nthou slave thou wretch thou, 79.\\nCowards, conscience makes, 136.\\ndie many times, 112.\\ndo not count in, 699.\\nguilty consciences make, 691.\\nmannish, many other, 66.\\nmay fear to die, 26.\\nmock the patriot s fate, 681.\\nplague of all, 84.\\nwhat can ennoble, 319.\\nCowslip3 wan, 248.\\nCowslip s bell, in a, I lie, 43.\\nCoxcombs vanquish Berkeley, 380.\\nCoy and hard to please, 490.\\ncourteous though, 444.\\nsubmission, yielded, 232.\\nCozenage, strange, 276.\\nCrabbed age and youth, 163.\\nnot harsh and, 245.\\nCrab-tree and old iron rang, 211.\\nCrack of doom, stretch out to the, 123.\\nthe voice of melody, 635.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0936.jp2"}, "931": {"fulltext": "ED\u00c2\u00a3X.\\n907\\nCrack, would hear the mighty, 300.\\nyour cheeks, blow winds, 146.\\nCrackling of thorns, as the, 830.\\nCradle and the grave, 358.\\nchanged in the, 790.\\nlittle one s, in my, 657.\\nof reposing age, 3JS.\\nof the deep, 676.\\nour, stands in the grave, 182.\\nprocreant, 117.\\nCradles rock us nearer to the tomb, 309.\\nCradled into poetry by wrong, 5G6.\\nCraft, gentle, 856.\\nof will, 163.\\nso long to lerne, 6.\\nCraftiness, wise in their own, 816.\\nCrag of Drachenfels, 543.\\nCrammed, as they on earth were, 468.\\nwith distressful bread, 92.\\nwith observation, 08.\\nCrams and blasphemes his feeder, 246.\\nCranks and wanton wiles, 248.\\nCranny, every, but the right, 424.\\nCrannying wind, save to the, 543.\\nCrape, saint in, 320.\\nCras amet qui nunquam amavit, 306.\\nCrave, my mind forbids to, 22.\\nno pelf, I, 109.\\nCraving on credulity, 607.\\nminds are not ever, 444.\\nCrawling on my startled hopes, 296.\\nCream and mantle like a standing pond,\\n60.\\nCreate a soul under ribs of death, 245.\\nCreated equal, all men, 434.\\nhalf to rise and half to fall, 317.\\nsuddenly, no great thing, 743.\\nCreating, of nature s own, 358.\\nCreation, amid nature s gay, 355.\\nbodiless, 141.\\nby right of an earlier, 590.\\nfrom every scene of the, 457.\\nfrom heat-oppressed brain, 119.\\nhangman of, 449.\\nhints for the, 768.\\nlords of the, 448.\\nnature s gay, 355.\\nof some heart, sweet, 546.\\nploughshare o er, 309.\\nsince the world s, 169.\\nsleeps, 306.\\ntire of all, 638.\\nyou may be of the king s, 282.\\nCreations, God acts his own, 643.\\nCreation s blank creation s blot, 672.\\ndawn beheld, such as, 547.\\nheir the world, 394.\\nCreator drew his spirit, his great, 270.\\nendowed bv their. 434.\\nglory of the, 169.\\nremember now thy, 831.\\nCreator s praise arise, let the, 302.\\nCreature comforts, our, 283.\\ndrink pretty, drink, 472.\\nevery, lives in a state of war, 290.\\nevery, shall be purified, 41.\\ngood* wine is a good familiar, 152.\\nheaven-eyed, 486.\\nCreature is at his dirty work again, 327.\\nmisgivings of a, 478.\\nnot too bright or good, 474.\\nof circumstances, 608.\\nsmall beer, 89.\\nsmarts so little as a fool, 327.\\nwas stirring, not a, 527.\\nwhat more felicitie can fall to, 30.\\nwhy should every, drink but I, 260.\\nCreatures bace, heavenly spirits to, 28.\\nGod made all the, 647.\\nheaven hides from all, 315.\\nman is an inconstant, 730.\\nmillions of spiritual, 234.\\nof men, circumstances are the, 608.\\nof the element, 244.\\nrational, 227.\\nthese delicate, 154.\\nyou dissect, 323.\\nCreatures lives but of a day, 736.\\nlives, human, 585.\\nCrebillon, romances of, 387.\\nCredit, blest paper, 322.\\ncorpse of public, 531.\\nhis own lie, 42.\\nprivate, is wealth, 689.\\nCreditor, glory 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250.\\nCrickets, merry as, 771.\\nCried razors up and. down, 432.\\nCrier of green sauce, 771.\\nthat proclaims the conqueror, 733.\\nCries, hear their, 804.\\nCrime, blanch without the owner s, 483.\\ncalled virtue, fortunate, 715.\\nforgive the, 464.\\nit is worse than a, 805.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0937.jp2"}, "932": {"fulltext": "908\\nINDEX.\\nCrime, madden to, 549.\\nmore than a, 805.\\nnumbers sanctified the, 425.\\nof being a young man, 370.\\nwant exasperates into, 039.\\nCrimes, all his, broad blown, 139.\\ndone in my days of nature, 131.\\nhistory is the register of, 430, 801.\\nin the name of liberty, 804.\\nmay reach the dignity of, 437.\\none virtue and a thousand, 551.\\nundivulged, 147.\\nCriminal, a, fool not to fly, 733.\\nis acquitted, when the, 710.\\nCrimson in thy lips, 109.\\nwing, conquest s, 383.\\nCrisis doth portend, what mortal, 212.\\nCrispian, feast of, 92.\\nrouse him at the name of, 92.\\nCristes lore and his apostles, 2.\\nCritic, attribute of a good, 601.\\neach day a, on the last, 325.\\nCritics, admiration from most fastidious,\\n591.\\nbefore you trust in, 53J.\\ngallery, 419.\\nlike brushers of clothe s, 171.\\nmen who have failed, 505, 009.\\nnot even, criticise, 420.\\nyou know who the, are, C09.\\nCritic s eye, not view me with, 459.\\npart, too nicely knew the, 390.\\nCritical, easier to be, than correct, G07.\\nnothing if not, 151.\\nCriticise, not even critics, 420.\\nCriticising elves, 412.\\nCriticism, cant of, 378.\\nwith every wind of, 375.\\nCroak, his ill-betiding, 349.\\nCrocodile, tears of the, 38, 192.\\nCromwell, Charles the First had his, 429.\\ndamned to fame, 319.\\nguiltless of his country s blood, 385.\\nif thou fallest, 0, 100.\\nCrony, trusty drouthy, 451.\\nCrook, by hook or, 15.\\nthe pregnant hinges of the knee, 137.\\nCrooked lane, straight down the, 584.\\nCrops the flowery food, 315.\\nCross, last at his, G7G.\\nleads generations on, the, 506.\\nnailed on tne bitter, 82.\\nshe wore a sparkling, 325.\\nCrosses, fret thy soul with, 30.\\nrelics crucifixes, 215.\\nCrossed in love, an oyster may be, 442.\\nwith adversity, a man I am, 44.\\nCrotchets in thy head, 45.\\nCrow like chanticleer, 69.\\nmight be supposed a, 423.\\nthat flies in heaven s air, 162.\\nCrows, swans seem whiter when by, 781.\\nwars of kites or, 255.\\nCrowbar, tire of all creation for a, 638.\\nCrowche, to fawne, to, 30.\\nCrowd, far from the madding, 385.\\nmidst the, the hum, 541.\\nnot feel the, 420.\\nCrowd, not on my soul, unborn ages, 383.\\nof common men, 209.\\nof jollity, I live in the, 368.\\nwe met t was in a, 581.\\nwho foremost, 331.\\nCrowds without company, 431.\\nCrowded hour of glorious life, 493.\\nCrowing of the cock, 127.\\nCrown, better than his, 64.\\nchance may, me, 116.\\nemperor without his, 307.\\nfruitless, upon my head, 121.\\nhead that wears a, 89.\\nhis breeches cost him but a, 152, 406.\\nimmortal, 359.\\nlikeness of a kingly, 228.\\nLuke s iron, 395.\\nnot the king s, 47.\\nof glory, hoary head is a, 826.\\nof his head, from the, 51, 198.\\nof life, receive the, 848.\\nof snow, singer with the, 061.\\nof sorrow, a sorrow s, 026.\\nourselves with rosebuds, 836.\\nsweet to wear a, 94.\\nCrowns a youth of labour, 396.\\nall, the end, 102.\\nto kicks, from, 559.\\ntwenty mortal murders on their, 122.\\nCrown s disguise, through a, 391.\\nCrowned with consolation, 157.\\nCrowner s quest law, 143.\\nCrowning good, 438.\\nCrow-toe, tufted, 247.\\nCrucifixes beads pictures, 215.\\nCrucify the soul of man, diseases, 188.\\nCrude surfeit reigns, where no, 245.\\nCruel as death, 356.\\nas the grave, jealousy is, 832.\\ndeath is always near, 687.\\nmercies of the wicked are, 825.\\nonly to be kind, 141.\\nCruell st she alive, you are the, 74.\\nCruelly sweet, 654.\\nCrueltie and ambition of man, 27.\\nCruelty to load a falling man, 101.\\nCrumbs from the table, 840.\\npicked up his, 393.\\nCrusaders, think they are, 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cold as, 197.\\nlodge in a garden of, 832.\\nsunbeams out of, 291.\\nCud, chew the, and are silent, 410.\\nof bitter fancy, 71.\\nCudgel know by the blow, 213.\\nthy brains no more about it, 143.\\nCuisses on his thighs, 86.\\nCultivate literature on oatmeal, we, 460.\\nCultivation, gratitude the fruit of, 376.\\nCummin, mint and anise and, 840.\\nCumnor Hall, the walls of, 426.\\nCunning as fast and loose, 55.\\nhand, nature s sweet and, 74.\\nin fence, 76.\\nlivery of hell, 48.\\npoint of, 166.\\nright hand forget her, 824,\\nsin cover itself, 52.\\nstagers, old, 213.\\nunfold what plaited, hides, 146.\\nCunningest pattern, 156.\\nCup and the lip, 190.\\ndregs of fortune s, 341.\\ninordinate, is unblessed, 152.\\nleave a kiss but in the, 179.\\nlife s enchanted, 542.\\nmy, runneth over, 819.\\nof hot wine, 103.\\nof still and serious thought, 471.\\nof water, little thing, 577.\\nrunneth over, my, 819.\\nthe heart s current lends the, 636.\\nto the dead already, 641.\\nCups, in their 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337.\\nye golden, 636.\\nCurrent and compulsive course, 155.\\nof a woman s will, 670.\\nof domestic joy, 367.\\nof the soul, the genial, 384.\\nt is the heart s, 636.\\nwhen it serves, take the, 115.\\nCurrents turn awry, 136.\\nCurried, short horse soon, 12.\\nCurs mouth a bone, as, 412.\\nof low degree, 400.\\nCurse all his virtues, 298.\\nall men s, 710.\\ncauseless shall not come, 828.\\nconcludes with Cupid s, 25.\\nmany a deadly, 449.\\nhis better angel, 156.\\nof mankind, 102.\\nof marriage, 154.\\nof service, t is the, 149.\\non all laws, 333.\\nprimal eldest, 139.\\nCurses are like young chickens, 606.\\ndark, rigged with, 247.\\nnot loud but deep, 124.\\nso, all Eve s daughters, 46.\\nCursed be he that moves my bones, 163.\\nbe the verse, 327.\\nman low sitting, 28.\\nspite, 133.\\nthe spot is, 472.\\nwith every prayer, 321.\\nCursing like a very drab, 135.\\nCurst by heaven s decree, 398.\\nhard reading, easy writing s, 443.\\nCurtailed of this fair proportion, 95.\\nCurtain, close up his eyes and draw the,\\n94.\\ndraw the, 74.\\ndrew Priam s, 88.\\nfall, Anarch lets the, 332.\\nlet down the, 770.\\nthe sleeping world, to, 568.\\ntwilight s, spreading far, 582.\\nCurtains, fringed, of thine eye, 43.\\nlet fall the. 420.\\nCurule chair, Tully s, 391.\\nCushion and soft dean invite, 322.\\nlay your golden, down, 677.\\nCustom, a thing of, 122.\\nalways of the afternoon, 132.\\nfollowed because it is a custom, 799.\\nis second nature, 735.\\nmore honoured in the breach, 130.\\nnature her, holds, 143.\\nnothing is stronger than, 707.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0939.jp2"}, "934": {"fulltext": "910\\nINDEX.\\nCustom of Branksome Hall, 487.\\nreconciles us to everything, 407.\\nshould corrupt the world le^t, 629.\\nstale her infinite variety, 157.\\nthat monster, 141.\\ntyrant, 151, 784.\\nwhat is done against, 741.\\nCustoms and its businesses, 424.\\nCustomary suits of solemn black, 127.\\nCustomed hill, missed him on the, 386.\\nCustomers, sign brings, 797.\\nCut and come again, 444.\\nbeard of formal, 69.\\nhim out in little stars, 107.\\nis the branch, 41.\\nloaf, to steal a shive of a, 104.\\nmost unkindest, of all, 113.\\ntake the short, 753.\\nCutpurse of the empire, 140.\\nCut-throat dog, 61.\\nCycle and epicycle, 237.\\nof Cathay, 626.\\nCygnet to this pale faint swan, 80.\\nCymbal, tinkling, b45.\\nCymbrian plain, 27.\\nCynic, a talent is too much for a, 732.\\ncharacter of a, 746.\\nCynosure of neighbouring eyes, 248.\\nupon the sea obscure, 782.\\nCynthia fair regent of the night, 426.\\nof this minute, 321.\\nRalph howls to, 331.\\nCypress and myrtle, land of the, 549.\\nCypress-trees bear no fruit, 734.\\nCytherea s breath, 77.\\nDab at an index, 403.\\nDacian mother, there was their, 546.\\nDad, called my brother s father, 78.\\nDemons, that there are, 760.\\nDaffed the world aside, 86.\\nDaffadills fair, we weep to see, 202.\\nDaffodils before the swallow, 77.\\nDagger, air-drawn, 122.\\nI see before me, is this a, 119.\\nof the mind a false creation, 119.\\nsmiles at the drawn, 299.\\nDaggers, I will speak, to her, 139.\\nin men s smiles, there s, 120.\\nthough it rain, 192.\\nDaggers-drawing, been at, 213.\\nDaily beauty in his life, 156.\\nlife, lies before us in, 237.\\nDaintie flowre or herbe, 28.\\nDaintier sense, hath the, 143.\\nDainties bred in a book, 55.\\nmight hurt their health, 398.\\nDaintiest last to make the end most\\nsweet, 80.\\nDainty plant is the ivy green, 652.\\nDaisie the eye of the day, 6.\\nDaisies, myriads of, 486.\\npied, and violets blue, 56.\\npied, meadows trim with, 248.\\nthat men callen, in our toun, 6.\\nDaisy protects the dewdrop, 486.\\nthere s a, 142.\\nDale, haunted spring or, 251.\\nDale, musk-rose of the, 248.\\nor piny mountain, 504.\\nunder the hawthorn in the, 248.\\nDales and fields hills and valleys, 40.\\nDalliance, primrose path of, 129.\\nDallies like the old age, 75.\\nwith the innocence of love, 75.\\nDally with wrong, 500.\\nDam, pretty chickens and their, 124.\\nthe waters of the Nile, 596-\\nDamask cheek, feed on her, 76.\\nDame of Ephesus, 295.\\nsulky sullen, 451.\\nDames, it gars me greet ah gentle, 461.\\nof ancient days, 395.\\nDamiata and Mount Casius, 228.\\nDamien s bed of steel, 395.\\nDamn me, abuses me to, 135.\\nwith faint praise, 327.\\nyour precious soul, 772.\\nDamnable deceitful woman, 280.\\niteration, thou hast, 83.\\nDamnation, distilled, 457.\\nof his taking off, 118.\\nround the land, deal, 334.\\nto suffer wet, 34.\\nwithin two fingers breadth of, 758.\\nDamned all silent and all, 468.\\nbe him that first cries hold, 126.\\nbetter be, 431.\\ndemocrats, the, 559.\\ndevil with devil, 227.\\nfirst, I 11 see thee, 464.\\nseen him, ere I would, 76.\\nspirit of health or goblin, 130.\\nspot, out I say, 124.\\nto everlasting fame, 319.\\nto fame, 331, 354.\\nuse that word in hell, the, 108.\\nDamning those they have no mind to,\\n211.\\nDamp fell round, when a, 485.\\nmy intended wing, 238.\\nDamsel lay deploring, a, 347.\\nwith a dulcimer, 500.\\nDan Chaucer, well of English undefyled,\\n28.\\nCupid regent of love rhymes, 55.\\nto Beersheba, travel from, 379.\\nDance and jollity, 243.\\nand Proven9al song, 575.\\nand wine, banquet song with, 562.\\nattendance, 101.\\nGill shall, 199.\\nof snow, like a, 648.\\non with the, 542.\\ntheir wayward round, 469.\\nthe Pyrrhic, 557.\\nwhen you do, 78.\\nwho have learned to, 324.\\nDances, Congress of Vienna but, 803.\\nin his crystal bounds, 246.\\nin the wind, 274.\\nmidnight, and the public show, 335.\\nsuch a way, she, 256.\\nDanced, laughed and, 676.\\nDancing days, past our, 105.\\ndrinking-time, a merry, 272.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0940.jp2"}, "935": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n911\\nDancing in the chequered shade, 248.\\nmore like wrestling than, 754.\\non a volcano, 811.\\nDandin, George, you would have it so,\\n798.\\nDandolo, hour of blind old, 545.\\nDane, an antique Roman than a, 146.\\nroyal, Hamlet king, 130.\\nDanger, delay always breeds, 787.\\non the deep, 581.\\nout of this nettle, 84.\\npleased with the, 267.\\nshape of, cannot dismay, 476.\\nDangers, loved me for the, 151.\\nof the seas, 176.\\nsing the, of the sea, 672.\\nthou canst make us scorn, what, 451.\\nDanger s troubled night, 515.\\nDangerous, delays are, 276.\\nends, delays have, 93.\\nlittle learning is, 323.\\nsea, most, 63.\\nsomething in me, 144.\\nsuch men are, 111.\\nto be of no church, 369.\\nDaniel come to judgment, second, 65.\\nwell-languaged, 201.\\nDank and dropping weeds, 253.\\nDante as others wrote on Sunium s hight,\\n511.\\nno such figure in literature as, 662.\\nof the dread Inferno, 645.\\nsleeps afar like Scipio, 545.\\nDappled turf, on the, 473.\\nDare and yet I may not, 25.\\ndo all becomes a man, 118.\\nfain would I but I, not, 25.\\nnot do an ill thing, I, 730.\\nnot wait upon, I would, 118.\\nnot, would fain deny and, 124.\\nthe elements to strife, 550.\\nto be true, 205.\\nto chide me, who shall, 654.\\nto die, bear to live or, 318.\\nwhat, man, I dare, 122.\\nwhat men, do, 52.\\nwill to do the soul to, 491.\\nDared to love their country, 336.\\nwhat he thought he, 342.\\nwhat none hath, thou hast, 26.\\nDares do more, who, 118.\\nnot put it to tha touch, 257.\\nstir abroad, 127.\\nthink one thing, who, 338.\\nthis pair of boots displace, 388.\\nDarien, silent upon a peak in, 576.\\nDaring dined, and greatly, 332.\\nin full dress, 555.\\npilot in extremity, 267.\\nthe lovers are the, 666,\\nDark amid the blaze of noon, 241.\\nand bright, best of, 535.\\nand doubtful, from the, 443.\\nand dreary, some days, 613.\\nand lonely hiding-place, 501.\\nand silent grave, 26.\\nas children fear to go in the. 164.\\nas Erebus, affections, 66.\\nDark as pitch, 265.\\nat one stride comes the, 498.\\nbackward in the, 42.\\nblue depths, 507.\\nblue sea, glad waters of the, 550.\\ncottage, the soul s, 221.\\never-during, surrounds me, 230.\\neye in woman, 544.\\nhorse, 608.\\nillumine what in me is, 223.\\nirrecoverably, 241.\\nleap into the, 770.\\nmournful rustling in the, 615.\\nrigged with curses, 247.\\nshining nowhere but in the, 264.\\nsun to me is, 241.\\nways that are, 669.\\nwith excessive bright, 231.\\nwords, with these, 479.\\nDarkeneth counsel by words, 817.\\nDarker grows the night, as, 399.\\nDarkest day, the, 423.\\nDarkish, the leaf was, 245.\\nDarkly deeply beautifully blue, 507, 559,\\nsee through a glass, 845.\\nDarkness and the worm, 308.\\nborn, in silent, 39.\\nCimmerian, 513.\\ndawn on our, 535.\\nencompass the tomb, 535.\\nfalls from the wings of night, 614.\\nfrom light, 650.\\ninstruments of, tell us truths, 116.\\njaws of, devour it, 57.\\nland of, 816.\\nleaves the world to, 384.\\nlet us weep in our, 655.\\nnight and storm and, 544.\\nnot in utter do we come, 477.\\nof the land, ring out the, 633.\\nof the sky, cast the, 23.\\npestilence that walketh in, 822.\\nprince of, 147, 256.\\nraven down of, 244,\\nsorrows and, 535.\\nthrough, up to God, 320, 610.\\nuniversal, buries all, 332.\\nun to God, through, 632.\\nvisible, no light but, 223.\\nwhich may be felt, 813.\\nDarksome cave they enter, 28.\\nDarling, an old man s, 19.\\nof nature, 776.\\nsin, his, 501.\\nthe Frenchman s, 421.\\nthe poet s, 473.\\nDarlings, wealthy curled, 149.\\nDarnel cockle wild oats, 783.\\nDart, death shook his, 240.\\nfeather on the fatal, 539.\\nlike the poisoning of a, 261.\\nshook a dreadful, 228.\\nstricken with a, 696.\\ntime shall throw a, at thee, 179.\\nDarts, breaking the bundle of, 731.\\nDash him to pieces, 114.\\nmaturest counsels, 226.\\nDate, short is my, 339.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0941.jp2"}, "936": {"fulltext": "912\\nINDEX.\\nDaughter, farewell to thee Araby s, 526.\\nlyeth at the point of death, 841.\\nof his voice, sole, 239.\\nof Jove, relentless power, 382.\\nof my house and heart, 5-\u00c2\u00b12.\\nof the dawn, 338, 342.\\nof the voice of God, 475.\\none fair, and no more, 134.\\nstill harping on my, 133.\\nthis old man s, 149.\\nto her daughter take, G83.\\nDaughters, fairest of fair Zurich s, G77.\\nfairest of her, 232.\\nhorseleech hath two, 829.\\nmany, have done virtuously, 829.\\nof earth, words are the, 3G8.\\nof my father s house, 70.\\nso curses all Eve s, 46.\\nwords are men s, 3G8.\\nDaughter s daughter cries, G88.\\nheart, preaching down a, G26.\\nDauphiness at Versailles, 409.\\nDavid and Josias, G8G.\\nnot only hating, 268.\\nDaw, no wiser than a, 93.\\nDawn, belong not to the, 235.\\ncreation s, 547.\\ndaughter of the, 338, 342.\\ngolden exhalations of the, 504.\\nis breaking, gray, 673.\\nis overcast, the, 297.\\nlater star of, 485.\\nmay-time and the cheerful, 474.\\nno, no dusk no noon, 586.\\nof light, 563.\\non our darkness, 535.\\nDawning, bird of, 127.\\nof morn, with the, 515.\\ntongue and pen aid the, G53.\\nDaws to peck at, 149.\\nDay after the fair, 12.\\nand night, more sure than, 430.\\nand night, O, 133.\\nas it fell upon a, 175.\\nas one shall see in a summer s, 57.\\nas she lay on that, 453.\\nat the close of the, 428.\\nbe drunk the business of the, 273.\\nbe she fairer than the, 199.\\nbetter deed the better, 172.\\nbetter, the worse deed, 282.\\nbeyond the night across the, 627.\\nbig the fate of Cato, 297.\\nblabbing and remorseful, 94.\\nbreak of, 49.\\nbreathing time of, with me, 145.\\nbrought back my night, 252.\\nburden and heat of the, 840.\\nby algebra tell what hour of, 210.\\nby day, that see we, 5.\\ncap by night a stocking all the, 397.\\ncares that infest the, 014.\\nchest of drawers by, 397.\\nclose the drama with the, 312.\\nclose the eye of, 251.\\ncontinual dropping in a rainy, 829.\\ncount that, lost, G88.\\ndaisie the eye of the, 6.\\nDay, darkest, the, 423.\\ndeceased, of every, 307.\\ndeficiencies of the present, 368.\\ndenies to gaudy, 551.\\ndies like the dolphin, parting, 545.\\ndog will have his, 145.\\ndogs ye have had your, 347.\\neach, critic on the last, 325.\\neach moment is a, 608.\\nentertains the harmless, 174.\\nevery, should be passed as if it were\\nour last, 712.\\neye of, 6, 251, 434.\\neyes the break of, 49.\\nfills his blue urn with fire, 600.\\nfor ever and a, 71.\\ngather honey all the, 302.\\ngaudy blabbing and remorseful, 94.\\ngreat avenging, 337.\\ngreat the important, 297.\\nhand open as, 90.\\nhe that outlives this, 92.\\nher suffering ended with the, 639.\\nI dearly love but one, 285.\\nI ve lost a, 307.\\nin clouds brings on the, 297.\\nin its pride, 528.\\nin June, what so rare as a, 658.\\nin thy courts, 821.\\ninfinite, excludes the night, 303.\\ninto the light of common, 478.\\nis aye fair, the, 458,\\nis done and darkness falls, 614.\\nis long, merry as the, 50.\\nis past and gone, 570.\\njocund, stands tiptoe, 108.\\njoint labourer with the, 126.\\nkings upon their coronation, 269.\\nknell of parting, 384.\\nlife confined within the space of a, 736.\\nlife is like unto a winter s, 263.\\nlive-long, the, 110.\\nlove of life s young, 580.\\nmaddest merriest, 624.\\nmakes man a slave, whatever, 346.\\nmarked with a white stone, 789.\\nmay bring forth, what a, 829.\\nmerry heart goes all the, 77.\\nmorning shows the, 241.\\nmust follow as the night the, 130.\\nnight is long that never finds the, 124.\\nno proper time of, 586.\\nnot to me returns, 230.\\nnow s the, now s the hour, 450.\\nof adversity, 828, 830.\\nof death, ere the first, 548.\\nof deliverance, 429.\\nof judgment, vulgarize the. 597.\\nof nothingness, first dark, 548.\\nof prosperity, 830.\\nof small things, 836.\\nof thy power, in the, 823.\\nof virtuous liberty, 298.\\nof woe the watchful night, 508.\\nof wrong, I have seen the, 56.\\nor ever I had seen that, 128.\\nparting, linger and play on its summit,\\n529.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0942.jp2"}, "937": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n913\\nDay. peaceful night from busy, 387.\\npeep of, 2u2.\\nposteriors of this, 56.\\npowerful king of, 355.\\nprecincts of the cheerful, 385.\\npromise of your early, 535.\\nrain it raineth every. 77.\\nright must win the, 653.\\nrival in the light of, 482.\\nRDme was not built in a. 15. 792.\\nshort or never so long, 19.\\nso calm so cool, 204.\\nso shuts the eye of, 434.\\nstir arise in your hearts, 849.\\nsteal something every, 330.\\nsufficient unto the, 838.\\nsummer s, hath a, 259.\\nsunbeam in a winter s, 35S.\\nsuperfluous burden lDads the, 252.\\nsun shall not smite thee by, 824.\\nswee: Phosphor bring the. 203.\\nthat comes betwixt a Saturday and\\nMonday, 285.\\nthat is dead, grace of a. 027.\\nthe bricks are alive at this, 94.\\nthink that, lost, 688.\\nthunder in a fair frosty. 266.\\nuncertain glory of an April. 44.\\nunto day, uttereth speech, 819.\\nunto the perfect, 825.\\nvery rainy, 839.\\nwithout all hope of, 241.\\nworse deed the better, 282.\\nwrong side of thirtv if she be a, 292.\\nyield, to night. 93.*\\nyou shall seek all, 60.\\nDays, afternoon of her best, 97.\\namong the dead, 506.\\nare as grass, his, 823.\\nare dwindled, whose, 433.\\nare in the yellow leaf. 555.\\nare swifter than a shuttle. 816.\\nas thy. so thy strength. 814.\\nbegin with trouble here, 687.\\nborn in better, 341.\\nbrighten all our future. 380.\\ncalled the feast of Crispian, 92.\\ndames of ancient, 395.\\ndead-letter. 508.\\ndull and hoary, 264.\\neven from my boyish, 150.\\nfear nor wish for your last, 722.\\nfind it after many, 831.\\nfight of future. 227.\\nforty, and forty nights, 812.\\nfriend of my better, 5G2.\\nfull of sweet, and roses, 204.\\ngiants in those, 812.\\nhalcyon, 93.\\nhappy mixtures of happy, 554.\\nheavenly, one of those, 469.\\nin her right hand, length of, 825.\\nin my bom. 787.\\nin the week, of all the, 285.\\nin these Christian, 534.\\nlight doth trample on my, 263.\\nlight of other, 523. 561.\\nlive laborious, 247.\\nDays, long as twenty, are now, 470.\\nlooked on better, 68.\\nmeasure of my, 820.\\nmelancholy, are come, 573.\\nmen in the.e degenerate, 337.\\nmy, are dull and hoary, 264.\\nnext, never so good, 713.\\nof absence sad and dreary, 802.\\nof art, elder, 615.\\no auld lang syne. 449.\\nof childhood, in my. 509.\\nof few, and full of trouble, 817.\\nof my distracting grief. 392.\\nof nature, in my, 131.\\nof old, in the brave, 593.\\nof our years are threescore. 822.\\nof thy youth, in the, 831.\\nof your life, live all the. 293.\\non evil, though fallen, 236.\\none of those heavenly, 469.\\npast our dancing, 105.\\npeace and slumberous calm, 575.\\nperfect, if ever come, 658.\\npride of former. 519.\\nrace of other, 564.\\nred-letter. 508.\\nsalad, when I was green, 157.\\nshuts up the story of our, 26.\\nsome, must be dark and dreary,\\n613.\\nsupported by precedents, 726.\\nsweet childish, 470.\\nteach us to number our. 822.\\nthat are no more, 630.\\ntha: need borrow, 258.\\nthough fallen, on evil, 236.\\nto all our nights and, 117.\\nto lengthen our, 521.\\nto lose good, 29.\\nto remember better, 769.\\ntrample on my, 263.\\nwe have seen better, 68, 109.\\nwhen we went gypsying. 683.\\nwith God he passed the. 305.\\nwith toil winding up, 92.\\nworld of happy, 96.\\nDay s business, end of this, 115.\\ngarish eve, 250.\\nlife, death of each, 120.\\nmarch nearer home, 497.\\nDaylight and truth meet. 255.\\ncan see a church by. 50.\\nconfines of truth and. 255.\\nfinish, must in death your, 651.\\nsick, this night is but the, 66.\\nwe burn, 45.\\nDay-star arise in your hearts, 849.\\nso sinks the, 248.\\nDaze the world, 594.\\nDazzle the vision feminine, 594.\\nDazzles to blind, 428.\\nDazzling fence of rhetoric. 246.\\nDazzlingly in full dress. 555.\\nDead and gone, he is, 405.\\nand turned to clay, 144.\\nare there, knoweth not the, 825.\\nas Chelsea, 854.\\nbeing, with him is beauty slain, 161.\\n58", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0943.jp2"}, "938": {"fulltext": "914\\nINDEX.\\nDead, better be with the, 121.\\nbivouac of the, 681.\\nbut sceptred sovereign, 554.\\nconverse with the mighty, 356.\\ncup to the, already, 641.\\nday that is, grace of a, 627.\\ndays among the, 506.\\nfading honours of the, 487.\\nfault against the, 127.\\nfor a ducat, dead, 140.\\nhe mourns the, 307.\\nin his harness, 837.\\nin look so woe-begone, 88.\\nlanguages, 556.\\nlion, living dog better than a, 831.\\nmen s bones, full of, 841.\\nmen s skulls, 96.\\nmen, who wait for, 16.\\nmournings for the, 615.\\nnature seems, 719.\\nno pageant train when I am, 571.\\nnot, but gone before, 455.\\nnot to speak evil of the, 758.\\nof midnight, 433.\\nof night, 88.\\non ths field of honour, 808.\\nonly the, who do not return, 804.\\npast bury its dead, 612.\\npoets in their misery, 470.\\nrest her soul, she s, 143.\\nsay I m sick, I m, 326.\\nsheeted, did squeak, 126.\\nsleeping but never, V)o6.\\nthe breathers of this world are, 162.\\nthe law hath not been, 48.\\nthe noble living and the noble, 476.\\nthis earth that bears thee, 87.\\nthought it happier to be, 600.\\nvast and middle of the night, 128.\\nwhen I am, let fire destroy the world,\\n707.\\nwhen I am, no pageant train, 571.\\nwhen the living might exceed the, 219.\\nwho hath bent him o er the, 548.\\nwould I were, now, 584.\\nDead-letter days, 508.\\nDeadly fair so coldly sweet, 548.\\nbreach, imminent, 150.\\nDeaf adder, like the, 821.\\nas the sea in rage, 80.\\nnone so, that will not hear, 19, 283.\\nDeal damnation round the land, 334.\\nof nothing, infinite, 60.\\nof sack, intolerable, 85.\\nof scorn, what a, 76.\\nof skimble-skamble stuff, 85.\\nDealings, whose hard, 62.\\nDean, cushion and soft, 322.\\nDeans, dowagers for, 629.\\nDear as remembered kisses, 630.\\nas the light of these sad eyes, 383.\\nas the ruddy drops, 383.\\nas the vital warmth, 280.\\nas these eyes that weep, 280.\\nbe what men call life, 699.\\nbeauteous death, 264.\\ncharmer away, 348.\\ncommon flower, 657.\\nDear five hundred friends, 419.\\nfor his whistle, paid, 361.\\nfor my possessing, too, 162.\\nforever kind forever, 340.\\nhut our home, 362.\\nmakes the remembrance, 74.\\nman to all the country, 396.\\nmy, my better half, 34.\\nsixpence all too, 152, 406.\\nson of memory, 251.\\nto God, worthy patriots, 254.\\nto gods and men, 347.\\nto me as are the ruddy drops, 112.\\nto me as life and light, 450.\\nto memory, thou art, 587.\\nto my heart, 537.\\nDearer than his horse, something, 626.\\nthan self, something dear, 541.\\nDearest enemy, nearest and, 174.\\nfoe in heaven, met my, 128.\\nthing he owed, 117.\\nDearly let or let alone, 204.\\nDears, the lovely, 446.\\nDeath, a hero in, 340.\\na necessary end, 112.\\na stopping of impressions, 754.\\nafter, the doctor, 205.\\naims with fouler spite, 203.\\nall in the valley of, 628.\\nand his brother sleep, 567.\\nand life, bane and antidote, 299.\\nand taxes, 361.\\nand that rest forever, 664.\\nand the sole death, 650.\\narmed with new terror, 528.\\nback resounded, 229.\\nbe thou faithful unto, 849.\\nbegun, birth is nothing but, 309.\\nbones hearsed in, 130.\\nborders upon our birth, 182.\\nbroke the vital chain, 367.\\nbrother to sleep, 39.\\nby slanderous tongues, done to, 54.\\ncalls ye, 209.\\ncame with friendly care, 500.\\ncan this be, my soul, 335.\\ncome to the bridal chamber, 562.\\ncometh soon or late, 593.\\ncovenant with, 834.\\ncoward sneaks to, 671.\\ncruel as, 356.\\ncruel, is always near, 687.\\ndear beauteous, 264.\\ndoors that lead to, 218.\\ndrawing near her, 221.\\ndread of something after, 136.\\ndull cold ear of, 384.\\nearly, to favourites, 546.\\neclipsed the gayety of nations, 369.\\neloquent just and mighty, 26.\\nepitaph after your, 134.\\nere thou hast slain another, 179.\\nfaithful unto, 849.\\nfell sergeant, 145.\\nfirst day of, 548.\\nforerunneth love to win, 621.\\nfour fingers from, 758.\\nfrom sickness unto, 497.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0944.jp2"}, "939": 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40.\\nlaid low in, 514.\\nlays his icy hands, 209.\\nlieth at the point of, 841.\\nlife perfected by, 620.\\nlove is strong as, 832.\\nloves a shining mark, 309.\\nlurks in every flower, 535.\\nmakes equal the high and low, 9.\\nman makes a, 308.\\nmeetest for, 64.\\nmen equal in presence of, 708.\\nmen fear, 164.\\nmost in apprehension, 48.\\nnativity chance or, 46.\\nno difference between life and, 757.\\nno other herald after my, 101.\\nnot divided in, 815.\\nnothing our own but, 82.\\nof a dear friend, the, 59.\\nof each day s life, 120.\\nof his saints, 823.\\nof kings, sad stories of the, 82.\\nof princes, heavens blaze forth, the,\\n112.\\nof the righteous, 813.\\nof the saints of the Lord, 823.\\nold men s prayers for, 697.\\nonly craves not gifts, 696.\\nparadise to what we fear of, 49.\\nquiet us in, so noble, 242.\\nreaper whose name is, 613.\\nremembered kisses after, 630.\\nDeath, rides on every breeze, 535.\\nrighteous hath hope in his, 826.\\nruling passion strong in, 321.\\nsense of, most in apprehension, 48.\\nshades of, 228.\\nshadow of, 816.\\nshook his dart, 240.\\nshould sing, t is strange that, 80.\\nsilence deep as, 515.\\nsilent halls of, 572.\\nslavery or, which to choose, 298.\\nsleep before, 736.\\nsleep is a, 218.\\nsmooth the bed of, 328.\\nsorrows of, compassed me, 818.\\nsoul under the ribs of, 245.\\nspeak me fair in, 65.\\nstill lovely in, 308.\\nstudied in his, 117.\\nsucceeded life so softly, 270.\\nsuch ugly sights of, 96.\\nsweats to, Falstaff 84.\\nthe beauteous ruin lovely in, 308.\\nthe consoler, 616.\\nthe fear of, 711.\\nthe healer, scorn thou not, 696.\\nthe jaws of, 77, 628.\\nthere is no, 615.\\nthing that nature wills, 755.\\nthink not, disdainfully of, 755.\\nthou hast all seasons, 570.\\ntill they have wakened, 151.\\ntill, us do part, 850.\\nt is not all of, to die, 496.\\nto a world of, 500.\\nto life, from, 40.\\nto us play to you, 670.\\nto what we fear of, 49.\\ntriumphant, 240.\\nugly sights of, 96.\\nunder the ribs of, 245.\\nunexpected, the best sort, 735.\\nuntimely stopped, 335.\\nurges knells call, 307.\\nvacancies by, are few, 435.\\nvaliant taste but once of, 112.\\nvictory or, resolved on, 804.\\nwages of sin is, 844.\\nway to dusty, 125.\\nwe fear our, in every hedge, 783.\\nwhat men call life, 766.\\nwhat should it know of, 466.\\nwhere is thy sting, 335, 846.\\nwhere sin and, abound, 497.\\nwhich nature never made, 308.\\nwhose portal we call, 615.\\nwith rust, eaten to, 88.\\nDeaths, cowards die many times before\\ntheir, 112.\\nfeels a thousand, 308.\\nunknown to fame, 339.\\nDeath s pale flag, 109.\\nDeath-bed a detector of the heart,\\n307.\\nof fame, from the, 514.\\nDeath-beds, ask, they can tell, 307.\\nDebate, Rupert of, 606, 607.\\nDebt, a double, to pay, 397.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0945.jp2"}, "940": {"fulltext": "916\\nINDEX.\\nDebt, a national, is a national blessing,\\n532.\\nno, with so much prejudice put off as\\nthat of justice, 740.\\nto nature s quickly paid, 204.\\nDebts, he that dies pays all, 43.\\nDebtor to his profession, 164.\\nDecalogue, can hear the, 468.\\nDecay, fretted the pigmy body to, 267.\\ngradations of, 367.\\nhastes to swift, 367.\\nmajestic in, 347.\\nmelts in unperceived, 365.\\nmuddy vesture of, 65.\\nwealth accumulates and men, 396.\\nDecays, age unconscious of, 341.\\nglimmering and, 264.\\nDecay s effacing fingers, 548.\\nDeceased, he first, 175.\\nhe is indeed, 62.\\nspirit of every day, 307.\\nDeceit, hug the dear, 362.\\nin gorgeous palace, 107.\\nmen favour the, 276.\\nDeceitful, appearances are, 766.\\nfavour is, 829.\\nshine deceitful flow, 524.\\nwoman damnable, 280.\\nDeceive when first we practise to, 490.\\nDeceived, true way to be, 795,\\ntrust all and be, 641.\\nDeceiver, to deceive the, 797.\\nDeceivers ever, men were, 51, 405.\\nDecember, In a drear-nighted, 576.\\nmirth of its, 595.\\nseek roses in, 539.\\nsnow, wallow naked in, 81.\\nwhen men wed, 71.\\nDecencies content to dwell in, 321.\\nthose thousand, 238.\\nDecency, die with, 280.\\nright meet of, 380.\\nwant of, is want of sense, 278.\\nDecently and in order, 846.\\nDecide, moment to, 657.\\nwhen doctors disagree who shall, 322.\\nDecider of dusty and old titles, 199.\\nDecision, in the valley of, 836.\\nDeck, boy stood on the burning, 570.\\nDecked, thy bride-bed to have, 144.\\nDeclined into the vale of years, 153.\\nDecoy, fashion s brightest arts, 398.\\nDecrease, life is in, 309.\\nDecree, curst by heaven s, 398.\\ndoom of fates, 29.\\nDecrees, a mighty state s, 633.\\nDedes, gentil, to do the, 4.\\nDedicate his beauty to the sun, 104.\\nDedicated to closeness, 42.\\nDedis, gentil that doth gentil, 4.\\nDee, across the sands o 664.\\nlived on the river, 427.\\nrises o er the source of, 673.\\nDeed, applaud the, 121.\\nattempt and not the, 119.\\nbetter day the better, 172.\\nbetter day the worse, 282.\\ndignified by the doer s, 73.\\nDeed, first in every graceful, 337.\\nfriend in, 16.\\ngo with it, unless the, 123.\\nin every eye, blow the, 118.\\nkind of good, to say well, 98.\\nno noise over a good, 753.\\nof dreadful note, 121.\\nof mischief, every, 430.\\nof shame, each, 616.\\npurpose is equal to the, 307.\\nput your creed in your, 600.\\nshall blow the horrid, 118.\\nso shines a good, 66.\\ntells of a nameless, 456.\\nwill for the, 292, 297, 772, 782.\\nwithout a name, 123.\\nDeeds are men, 206.\\nare the sons of heaven, 368.\\nbe not careless in good, 755.\\nblessings wait on virtuous, 294.\\ndone in their clime, 549.\\nexcused his devilish, 232.\\nfoul, will rise, 129.\\nfruitful of golden, 230.\\ninimitable his, 36.\\nin, not years, 542.\\nis known by gentle, 29.\\nkind, with coldness, 466.\\nlife measured by, 443.\\nmatter for virtuous, 36.\\nmeans to do ill, make deeds ill done, 80\\nnot words, 185.\\nof kindness, little, 642.\\nof men, looks quite through the, 111.\\nof mercy, teach us to render, 05.\\npower shall fall short in, 644.\\nunlucky, relate, 156.\\nwe live in, not years, 654.\\nwhich make up life, 644.\\nwords are no, 98.\\nDeep and dark blue ocean, 547.\\nand gloomy wood, 467.\\nare dumb, 25.\\nas a well, t is not so, 107.\\nas death, silence, 515.\\nas first love, 630.\\nbeauty of the world skin, 262.\\nbosom of the ocean, 95.\\nbottom of the, dive into the, 84.\\ncalleth unto deep, 820.\\ncurses not loud but, 124.\\ndamnation of his taking off, 118.\\ndamp vault, 308.\\ndanger on the, 581.\\ndeep sea, under the, 583.\\ndrink, or taste not, 323.\\nembosomed in the, 395.\\nfishes that tipple in the, 259,\\nfor his hearers, too, 399.\\nhealths five fathom, 105.\\nhome is on the, 514.\\nhome on the rolling, 679.\\nin the lowest, a lower, 231.\\nmalice to conceal, 232.\\nof night is crept upon our talk, 115.\\non his front engraven, 227.\\nphilosophy, search of, 260.\\nplough the watery, 337.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0946.jp2"}, "941": {"fulltext": "INDEX\\n917\\nDeep, potations pottle, 152.\\nrocked in the cradle of the, 676.\\nsleep falleth on men, 816.\\nspirits from the vasty, 85.\\nthoughts too, for tears, 478.\\nto boil like a pot, 818.\\nversed iu books, 241.\\nwhere the brook is, 93.\\nyet clear, 257.\\nDeep-contemplative, fools so, 68.\\nDeeper than all speech, 653.\\nthan plummet sounded, 43.\\nDeepest consequence, 116.\\nDeeply beautifully blue, 507, 559.\\nDeep-mouthed welcome, 556.\\nDeer, a-chasing the, 450.\\na shade, hunter and the, 443, 514.\\nlet the stricken, go weep, 138.\\nmice and such small, 147.\\nDefamed by every charlatan, 633.\\nDefeats more triumphant than victories,\\n77.\\nDefect arise, so may a glory from, 650.\\ncause of this, 133.\\ncaused by any natural, 168.\\nfine by, 321.\\nDefective comes by cause, 133.\\nDefence against lightning, 713.\\nat one gate, to make, 242.\\nimmodest words admit of no, 278.\\nin war a weak, 273.\\nmillions for, 673.\\nof nations, cheap, 410.\\nDefend me from my friends, 808,\\nyour departed friend, 270.\\nDefensive as a moat, 81.\\nDefer, madness to, 306.\\nnot till to-morrow, 295.\\nDeferred, hope, 826.\\nDefiance, bid the tyrants, 516.\\nin their eye, 395.\\nDeficiencies of the present day, 368.\\nDefinitions of prose and poetry, 505.\\nDeformed, I know that, 52.\\nunfinished, 95.\\nDeformity which beggars mimicked, 590.\\nDefunct bodies, ghosts of, 210.\\nDefy the devil, 76.\\nthe tooth of time, 311.\\nDegenerate days, in these, 337.\\nsons, earth s, 341.\\nDegenerates from the sire, the son, 337.\\nDegree, all in the, 318.\\ncurs of low, 400.\\nis preserved, unless, 714.\\nmen of low and high, 821.\\nof woe, bliss must gain by, 377.\\nwight of low, 406.\\nDegrees, fine by, 287.\\nill habits gather by unseen, 274.\\nit grows up by, 197.\\nof km, prohibited, 215.\\nscorning the base, 111.\\ntake but, away, 102.\\nvirtue has its, 197.\\nDeified by our own spirits, 470.\\nDeity, half dust half, 554.\\noffended, for, 448.\\nDeity, omnipresent like the, 534.\\nDejected never, never elated, 320.\\nthing of fortune, the most, 148.\\nDejection do we sink as low, 470.\\nDelay, above all low, 524.\\nalways breeds, 787.\\nMecca saddens at the long, 356.\\nreluctant amorous, 232.\\nreproved each dull, 396.\\nthe law s, 135.\\nDelays are dangerous, 276.\\nhave dangerous ends, 93.\\nDelectable mountains, 266.\\nDeliberates, woman that, 298.\\nDeliberation sat, on his front, 227.\\nDelicate creatures, call these, 154.\\nDelicately weak, 321.\\nDelicious bed O bed O bed, 584.\\nland, done for this, 540.\\nDelight and dole, in equal scale, 127.\\nfaints with its own, 549.\\ngo to it with, 158.\\nhe drank, 444.\\nheirs of pure, 477.\\nin, a sight to, 506.\\nin, labour we, 120.\\nin love, if there s, 294.\\nin others misfortunes, 407.\\nin sorrowing soul, 346.\\ninto a sacrifice, 204.\\nland of pure, there is a, 303.\\nlap me in, 564.\\nlife seemed one pure, 587.\\nmounted in, 470.\\nmy ever new, 235.\\nmy private hours, 241.\\nover-paynient of, 508.\\npaint the meadows with, 56.\\nplaything gives his youth, 318.\\nshe *a my, 279.\\nshe was a phantom of, 474.\\nthe wonder of our stage, 179.\\nto do the things I ought, 535.\\nto pass away the time, 96.\\nwe all quote by, 603.\\nwith liberty, to enjoy, 30.\\nDelights, all passions all, 501.\\nnot me, man, 134.\\nthat witchingly instil, 357,\\nto scorn, 247.\\nviolent, have violent ends, 107.\\nDelightful measures, to, 95.\\nstudies, still air of, 253.\\ntask, 355.\\nDeliverance, day of. 429.\\nDell, wandering down the shady, 587.\\nDelphian vales, the, 562.\\nDelphic oracle, sayings of the, 736.\\nDelphos, steep of, 251.\\nDeluge, after me the, 807.\\nshowers, the rain a, 453.\\nDelusion a mockery and a snare, a, 527.\\nof youth, 608.\\nDelusive vain and hollow, 683.\\nDemd damp moist body, 652.\\nhorrid grind, 652.\\nDemi-paradise, this other Eden, 81.\\nDemocracy, egg of, 662.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": 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approve the, 481.\\nDepths and shoals of honour, 100.\\nchasms and watery, 504.\\ndark blue, 507.\\nof hell, guests are in the, 825.\\nof life, piercing the, 542.\\nof the ocean, 674.\\nsinks into thy, 547.\\nDeputed sword, nor the, 47.\\nDerangement of epitaphs, 440.\\nDerby dilly with three insides, 464.\\nDescant amorous, 233.\\nDescended from above, 23.\\nDescending, never ending always, 506.\\nDescent and fall is adverse, 226.\\nclaims of long, 624.\\nto Hades, 759.\\nDescribe the undescribable, 545.\\nDescription, beggared all, 157.\\nDesdemona would incline, 150.\\nDesert air, sweetness on the, 385.\\nblossom as the rose, 834.\\nfountain in the, 552.\\nin the wide, 583.\\nof a thousand lines, 329.\\nof the mind, the leafless, 549.\\nof the sea, 833.\\nor water but the, 546.\\nuse every man after his, 134.\\nwater but the, 546.\\nwere my dwelling-place, 547.\\nwhere no life is found, 583.\\nwildernesses, 243.\\nDeserts full of wild beasts, 722.\\nhis, are small, 257.\\nidle and antres vast, 150.\\nDeserted at his utmost need, 271.\\nDeserve better of mankind, 290.\\nDeserve, we 11 do more we 11, 297.\\nDeserving, honour without, 35.\\nDesign, things difficult to, 368.\\nDesigns close in like effects, 646.\\nDesire, bloom of young, 382.\\nevery man has business and, 132.\\nfierce, liveth not in, 488.\\nhope thou nurse of young, 427.\\nis a perpetual rack, 188.\\nkindle soft, 272.\\nlift from earth our low, 549.\\nmore love, 1 shall, 66.\\nof glory, 747.\\nof knowledge in excess, 165.\\nof power in excess, 165.\\nof receiving greater benefits, 796.\\nof the moth tor the star, 567.\\nshall fail, 831.\\nthe soul s sincere, 497.\\nthis fond, 298.\\nvision of unfilled, 768.\\nDesires of the mind, 169.\\nsordid hopes and vain, 534.\\nyour hearts, be with you, 66.\\nDesired, it is that which 1, 837.\\nno more to be, 788.\\nDesk s dead wood, 509.\\nDesolate, no one so utterly, 613.\\nnone are so, 541.\\nDesolation, abomination of, 841.\\nDespair, black, 564.\\nconscience wakes, 231.\\ndepth of some divine, 630.\\nfiercer by, 226.\\nfrom hope and from, 340.\\nhurried question of, 550.\\nnympholepsy of some fond, 546.\\nof getting out, 180.\\nour final hope is flat, 226.\\nshall I wasting in, 199.\\nthat slumbered, 231.\\nthe message of, 513. y\\nwhere reason would, 377.\\nwhere seraphs might, 540.\\nwrath and infinite, 231.\\nDespaires, comfortlesse, 30.\\nDespairing, sweeter for thee, 452.\\nDespatch is the soul of business, 353.\\nthat business quickly, 810.\\nDespatchful looks, 235.\\nDesperate appliance, relieved by, 141.\\ndisease, desperate cure for, 775.\\ndiseases grown, 141.\\nsteps, beware of, 423.\\nDespise me, ay do, 428.\\nDespised, I like to be, 428.\\nweak and, old man, 147.\\nDespond, slough of, 265.\\nDespondency and madness, 470.\\nDestined page, 456.\\nDestinies, fates and, 62.\\nDestiny, hanging and wiving go by, G3.\\nin shady leaves of, 258.\\nman s genius is a, 742.\\nmarriage and hanging go by, 192.\\none country, one, 531.\\nwedding is, 10.\\nDestroy his fib or sophistry, 327.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0948.jp2"}, "943": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n919\\nDestroy, is murder one to, 311.\\nstrong only to, 421.\\nDestroyed by thought, 413.\\nonce, never supplied, 396.\\nso cowardly, 83.\\nDestroying, fighting and still, 272.\\nDestruction of the poor is their poverty,\\n825.\\npride goeth before, 826.\\nstartles at, 298.\\nthat wasteth at noonday, 822.\\nDestructive man, smiling, 281.\\nwoman, damnable deceitful, 280.\\nDesuetude, innocuous, 669.\\nDesultory man, 417.\\nDetect, lose it the moment you, 320.\\nDetector of the heart, 307.\\nDetest the offence, 336.\\nDetraction at your heels, 76.\\nwill not suffer it, 87.\\nDeviates into sense, never, 269.\\nDevice, banner with the strange, 614.\\nDevices still are overthrown, 138.\\nDevil a monk was he, 772.\\nas a roaring lion, 849.\\nat everything, 787.\\nauthor of lies, 193.\\nbane of all that dread the, 466.\\nbrooked the eternal, 110.\\nbuilds a chapel, 192, 196, 206, 286.\\ncan cite Scripture, 61.\\ndefy the, 76.\\ndid grin, the, 501.\\ndon t let him go to the, 372.\\ndrives, when the, 18, 73, 772, 787.\\ndrove them, as if the, 772.\\neat with the, 18.\\nevery man was god or, 268.\\nfears a painted, 120.\\nfor all, 191.\\ngo poor, get thee gone, 378.\\ngo to the, 372.\\nGod or, every man was, 268.\\nhas the largest congregation, 286.\\nhath power to assume, 135.\\nhis due, give the, 83.\\nhow the, they got there, 327.\\nhunting for one fair female, 272.\\nin all his quiver, 560.\\nis gone, a-walking the, 508.\\nis in, the place the, 218.\\nlaughing, in his sneer, 551\\nlet us call thee, 152.\\nlivery to serve the, 588.\\nof habits, is angel yet in this, 141.\\nrenounce the, 850.\\nresist the. 849.\\nsends cooks, 20, 388.\\nstood abashed, 234.\\nsugar o er the, himself, 135.\\nsynonynie for the, 590.\\ntake the hindmost, 211.\\ntell truth and shame the, 85, 772.\\nthe ingredient is a, 152.\\nto pay, 519.\\nto serve the, 588.\\nwas sick, 772.\\nwear black, let the, 138.\\nDevil, when most I play the, 96.\\nwhen thou wast made a, 183.\\nwith devil damned, 227.\\nworld flesh and the, 850.\\nwould build a chapel, 770.\\nDevils at Worms, 770.\\nmust print, 520.\\nDevil s back, got over the, 773.\\nDevil-in-all to pay, 787.\\nDevilish deeds, excused his, 232.\\nsly, tough and, 652.\\nDevine, wel she sange the service, 1.\\nDevise wit write pen, 55.\\nDevised by the enemy, 98.\\nDevotion, ignorance mother of, 193, 275.\\nobject of universal, 536.\\nsolemn acts of, by, 429.\\nthe still prayer of, 524.\\nto something afar, 567.\\nDevotion s visage, 135.\\nDeA r our, seeking whom he may, 849.\\nthy heart, do not, 7G5.\\nDevouring hand, time s, 352.\\nDevoutly to be wished, 135.\\nDew, as sunlight drinketh, 623\\nbesprent with April, 180.\\nchaste as morning, 308.\\ndiamonds in their infant, 275.\\ndrop of ink falling like, 558.\\nexhaled as the morning, 270.\\nfaded like the morning, 513.\\nfrom the heath-flower, 491,\\nglistering with, 233.\\nher eye dissolved in, 427.\\nlike a silent, 202.\\nof sleep, timely, 233.\\nof slumber, honey-heavy, 111.\\nof thy birth, 851.\\nof thy youth, 823.\\not yon high eastward hill, 127.\\nof youth, morn and liquid, 129.\\non his thin robe, 515.\\non the mountain, like the, 491.\\nthaw and resolve itself into a, 127.\\nupon a thought, like, 558.\\nwalks o er the, 127.\\nwashed with morning, 491.\\nwombe of morning, 28.\\nDews, brushing away the, 386.\\nhis wrath allay, no twilight, 493.\\nmorn the mother of, 355.\\nof summer nights, 426.\\nof the evening, 353.\\ntwilight, are falling fast, 524.\\nDewdrop clinging to the rose, 611.\\ndaisy protects the, 486.\\nfrom the lion s mane, 102.\\nthere s a woman like a, 644.\\nDewdrops which the sun impearls, 235.\\nDewy eve, from noon to, 225.\\nfreshness fills the silent air, 507.\\nDiabolical knowledge, 440.\\nDiadem of snow, 553.\\nprecious, stole, 140.\\nDial from his poke, drew a, 68.\\nhour by his, 68.\\nnot in figures on a, 654.\\nto the sun, true as, 215, 306.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0949.jp2"}, "944": {"fulltext": "920\\nINDEX.\\nDial, usefulness of a, 764,\\nDialect, a Babylonish, 210.\\nDialogism, a problematical, 401.\\nDiamond, cut diamond, 070.\\nform, of, 420.\\ngreat rough, 353,\\nme no diamonds, 861.\\npen with point of a, 835.\\nDiamonds, bright as young, 275.\\nDian s temple, hangs on, 103.\\nDiana, burnt the temple of, 219.\\nof the Ephesians, great is, 843.\\nDiana s foresters, 82.\\nDiapason closing full in man, 271.\\nDice of Zeus, G97.\\nwere human bones, whose, 555.\\nDicers oaths, false as, 140.\\nDickens, what the, 46.\\nDictionaries are like watches, 375.\\nDictynna goodman Dull, 55.\\nDid it, thou canst not say I, 122.\\nDie a bachelor, 1 would, 51.\\na dry death, I would fain, 42.\\nall shall, 89.\\nall that lives must, 127.\\nall alone we, 569.\\nand endow a college, 322.\\nand go we know not where, 48.\\nand there an end, 122.\\nas much beauty as could, 178.\\naspiring, immortality to, 37.\\nat the top like that tree, 294.\\nbear to live or dare to, 318.\\nbecause a woman s fair, 199.\\nbefore I wake, if I, 687.\\nbetter, how can man, 593.\\nbut first I have possessed, 519.\\nbut fools they cannot, 308.\\nbut once, a man can, 90.\\nbut once, we can, 298.\\nby inches, 283,\\ncannot but by annihilating, 23G.\\ncowards may fear to, 26.\\nfor. love, 73.\\nfor our country t is a bliss to, 340.\\nfor the truth he ought to, 600.\\nfree men, we will, 436.\\ngreatly think or bravely, 335.\\nharder lesson how to, 425.\\nhazard of the, 98.\\nhere in a rage, 292.\\nhope nor quits us when we, 318.\\nin a great cause, who, 555.\\nin an inn, 379.\\nin scenes like this to live and, 522.\\nin the last ditch, 854.\\nin yon rich sky, they, 630.\\ninforms me I shall never, 299.\\nis cast, the, 727.\\nlanding on some silent shore, 295,\\nleisure as to, 735.\\nlet us do or, 183.\\nlook about us and to, 314.\\nlot of man but once to, 204.\\nlot of man to suffer and to, 342.\\nlove on till they, 527.\\nmany times, cowards, 112.\\nnames that were not born to, 562.\\nDie, nature broke the, 552.\\nnor all of death to, 496.\\nnot born to, 562.\\nnot willingly let it, 253.\\nO last regret regret can, 633.\\nof a rose in aromatic pain, 316.\\nor unknown, 333.\\nsince I needs must, 25.\\ntaught them how to, 314.\\ntaught us how to, 313.\\nteach him how to, 314.\\nteach men to, 774.\\nthere let me sing and, 558.\\nthoughts that shall not, 481.\\nto, is gain, 847.\\nto-morrow we shall, 833.\\nto save charges, 188.\\nto, to sleep no more, 135.\\nunlamented let me, 334.\\nwandering on as loth to, 484.\\nwhen beggars, 112.\\nwhen brains were out, 122.\\nwho tell us love can, 508.\\nwith decency, 280.\\nwith harness on our back, 123.\\nwithout or this or that, 322.\\nwithout thee 1 dare not, 569.\\nyoung, whom the gods love, 558.\\nDies a wave along the shore, so, 434.\\nalas how soon he, 366.\\nan honest fellow, 184.\\nand makes no sign, 94.\\nbut never surrenders, 810.\\ngood man never, 496.\\nhe that, pays all debts, 43.\\nhurra for the next that, 641.\\nin single blessedness, 57.\\nnothing, but something mourns, 558.\\nDied as if overcome with sleep, 693.\\nas one that had been studied, 117.\\naway in hollow murmurs, 390.\\nhad no poet and they, 330.\\nheroes as great have, 340.\\nif 1 had thought thou couldst have, 563.\\nliked it not and, 175.\\nof no blast he, 276.\\nsince Cleopatra, 158.\\nthe dog it was that, 400.\\nDiet, be sober in your, 350.\\ndoctor quiet and doctor, 293, 686.\\nme with, the gods will, 160.\\nDieu mesure le froid, 379.\\nDiffer, agreed to, 506.\\nthough all things, all agree, 333.\\nDifference, distinction without a, 364.\\nstrange all this, should be, 351.\\nto me, but oh the, 469.\\nwear your rue with a, 142.\\nDifferent, like but oh how, 476.\\nDifficile, Latin was no more, 210.\\nDifficult, best things most, 729.\\nto design things, 368.\\nto know one s self, 757.\\nDifficulties, choice of, 673.\\nknowledge under, 528.\\nshow what men are, 744.\\nDifficulty and labour hard, 230.\\nDiffused good abundant grows, 415.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0950.jp2"}, "945": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n921\\nDiffused knowledge immortalizes itself,\\n457.\\nDigest, mark and inwardly, 850.\\nof anarchy, 409.\\nDigested, books to be chewed and, 168.\\nDigestion bred, from pure, 234.\\nwait on appetite, 122.\\nDiggeth a pit, whoso, 829.\\nDignified by the doer s deed, 73.\\nvice sometimes by action, 106.\\nDignifies humanity, 594.\\nDignities, peace above all earthly, 99.\\nDignity, in every act of, 752.\\nin every gesture, 237.\\nof crimes, reach the, 437.\\nof history, 364, 593.\\nWashingtonian, 668.\\nDigression, there began a lang, 448.\\nDiligence, best of me is, 146.\\nfew things are impossible to, 368.\\nincreaseth the fruit of toil, 694.\\nis the mother of good fortune, 791.\\nDiligent in his business, 828.\\nDim and perilous way, 465.\\neclipse, in, 225.\\nreligious light, 250.\\nwith age, sun shall grow, 299.\\nwith childish tears, eyes are, 471.\\nwith the mist of years, 541.\\nDim-discovered, ships, 356.\\nDimensions senses affections, 63.\\nDiminished heads, hide their, 231.\\nrays, hide your, 322.\\nDimness, sight faints into, 549.\\nDimple on his chin, 31.\\nDimpling all the way, run, 328.\\nDine, that jurymen may, 326.\\nDined, greatly daring, 332.\\nto-day, I have, 461.\\nDiners-out from whom we guard our\\nspoons, 593.\\nDining, thought of, 399.\\nDinner, good enough, 371.\\nlubricates business, 437.\\nmuch depends on, 560.\\nnap after, 372.\\nof herbs, better is a, 826.\\nothers stay, 263.\\nto ask a man to, 371.\\nDinner bell the tocsin of the soul, 559.\\nDiogenes I would be were I not Alex-\\nander, 739.\\nDire was the noise of conflict, 236.\\nDirect and honest, to be, 154.\\nthe lie, 72.\\nDirection, all chance, 316.\\nDirects the storm, 299, 331.\\nDirge in marriage, 127.\\nis sung by forms unseen, 389.\\nDirge-like sound, winter loves a, 486.\\nDirt, faithless leather met the, 311.\\nloss of wealth is loss of, 8.\\nwas trumps, if, 510.\\nDirty work again, the creature s at his,\\n327.\\nDis s waggon, flowers from, 77.\\nDisagree, men only, 227.\\nwhen doctors, 322.\\nDisagreeable, more, to say than do, 728.\\nDisappointed unaneled, 132.\\nwoman, fury of a, 296.\\nDisappointment follow, lest, 683.\\nof manhood, 608.\\nDisaster, unmerciful, 640.\\nDisasters in his morning face, 397.\\nweary with, 121.\\nDisastrous chances, 150.\\nend, borne to, 30.\\ntwilight, 225.\\nDischarge, no, in that war, 831.\\nDisciplined inaction, 457.\\nDisconsolate, a Peri stood, 526.\\nDiscontent is want of self-reliance, 601.\\nnights in pensive, 29.\\nwinter of our, 95.\\nDiscord, brayed horrible, 236.\\ndire effects from civil, 299.\\nharmony not understood, 316.\\nDiscords sting through Burns and Moore,\\n635.\\nstraining harsh, 108.\\nDiscourse, bid me, 161.\\ngood company and good, 208.\\nkind of excellent dumb, 43.\\nlike a Persian carpet, 723.\\nmore sweet, 228.\\nmost eloquent music, 138.\\nof reason, beast that wants, 128.\\nof the elders, miss not the, 837.\\nsuch large, 142.\\nsweet and voluble is his, 55.\\nSydneian showers of sweet, 259.\\nthe banquet of the mind, 346.\\ntongue so varied in, 511.\\nDiscourses in our time to come, 108.\\nDiscovery of divine truths, 304.\\nDiscreetest best, virtuousest, 238.\\nDiscreetly blot, 221.\\nDiscretion is the better part of valour,\\n87, 197.\\nof speech, 167.\\nphilosophy is nothing but, 195.\\nthou art a jewel, 854.\\nthrough the little hole of, 56.\\nDisdain, my dear lady, 50.\\nDisease called lack of money, 771.\\nremedy worse than, 165, 709.\\nshapes of foul, 633.\\nyoung, 317.\\nDiseases crucify the soul of man, 188.\\ndesperate grown, 141.\\nextreme, 700.\\nDiseased, minister to a mind, 125.\\nnature breaks forth, 85.\\nDisguise, scandal in, 330.\\nthyself as thou wilt, 379.\\nDisguises, troublesome, 234.\\nDish, butter in a lordly, 814.\\nfit for the gods, 111.\\nDishes, are these choice, 388.\\nDishonour, honour rooted in, 629.\\nI have lived in such, 158.\\nDishouourable graves, 110.\\nDisinheriting countenance, 442.\\nDisinterested good not our trade, 417.\\nDisinterestedness, part of, 794.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0951.jp2"}, "946": {"fulltext": "922\\nINDEX.\\nDislike, hesitate, 327.\\nDislimns the rack, 158.\\nDisloyalty, to doubt would be, 653.\\nDismal tidings, conveyed the, 397.\\ntreatise rouse, would at a, 125.\\nDismaying solitude, 592.\\nDismiss us with thy blessing, 674.\\nDismissed without a parting pang, 29G.\\nDismissing the doctor, 454.\\nDisobedience, man s first, 223.\\nto nature, 746.\\nDisorder, brave, 323.\\nmost admired, 122.\\nsweet, in the dress, 201.\\nDispaires, comfortlesse, 30.\\nDisparting towers, 358.\\nDispel this cloud, 340.\\nDispensary, Garth did not write his, 325.\\nDispensations, holy shifts are, 212.\\nDisplaced the mirth, 122.\\nDisposer of other men s stuff, 175.\\nDisposes, man proposes God, 7.\\nDisposition, shake our, 131.\\nvery melancholy, 50.\\nwisdom acquired by, 700.\\nDispraise or blame, 242.\\nother men s, 258.\\nDispraises, praising most, 327.\\nDispraised no small praise, 240.\\nDispute, could we forbear, 221.\\nmy right there is none to, 416.\\nDisputing, itch of, 175.\\nDisrespect, luxury of, 483.\\nDisrespectfully of the equator, speak,\\n459.\\nDissect, creatures you, 320.\\nDissemble, right to, 445.\\nDissembling nature, 95.\\nDissension between hearts, 526.\\nDissent, dissidence of, 408.\\nDissevering power, 246.\\nDissipation without pleasure, 431.\\nDissolve, great globe itself shall, 43.\\nDissolves, all the world, 41.\\nDissonance, air with barbarous, 245.\\nDistance, frozen by, 473.\\nlends enchantment, 512.\\nmade more sweet by, 477.\\nnotes by, more sweet, 390.\\nsmooth at a, 181.\\nsometimes endears friendship, 581.\\nDistant prospects please us, 181.\\nspires, ye, 381.\\nTrojans never injured me, 337.\\nviews of happiness, 181.\\nDistemper, died of no, 276.\\nDistil goodness out of evil, 92.\\nDistilled damnation, 457.\\nDistinct as the billows, 496.\\npersons, two, 186.\\nDistinction between virtue, 370.\\nwithout a difference, 364.\\nDistinguish and divide a hair, 210.\\nDistinguishable, shape had none, 228.\\nDistinguished for ignorance, 609.\\nDistraction, waft me from, 543.\\nDistress, brothers in, 447.\\nconsolations in, 479.\\nDistressed by poverty, 367.\\nin mind body or estate, 850.\\nDistressful bread, crammed with, 92.\\nstroke of my youth, 150.\\nDistrest, griefs that harass the, 366.\\nDistrusting asks if this be joy, 398.\\nDitch, both fall into the, 840.\\ndie in the last, 854.\\nDitties of no tone, pipe to, 576.\\nDitto to Mr. Burke, 412.\\nDiurnal, there swift return, 237.\\nDiver, adventure of the, 643.\\ndid hang a salt -fish, 158.\\nDivers paces with divers persons, 70.\\nDiverter of sadness, 207.\\nDivide a hair, distinguish and, 210.\\nSunday from the week, 126.\\nDivided against itself, house, 841.\\nduty, perceive a, 151.\\nexcellence, fair, 78.\\nin death they were not, 815.\\nunited yet, 417.\\nwe fall, united we stand, 595.\\nDividends, incarnation of fat 564.\\nDividing, his cares, 455.\\nwe fall by, 426.\\nDivina natura dedit agros, 167.\\nDivine, all save the spirit of man is, 549.\\nApollo can no more, 251.\\nenchanting ravishment, 243.\\nhand that made us is, 300.\\nhow, a thing, 475.\\nhow, woman may be made, 475.\\nhuman face, 230.\\nin hookas, tobacco, 555.\\nkill a sound, 416.\\nmakes drudgery, 204.\\nMilton, the, 479.\\nof kings, the right, 332.\\nor holy, aught, 225.\\nphilosophy, 245, 632.\\nshe s lovely she s, 682.\\nshe sang the service, 1.\\nto forgive, 325.\\nto love, too, 564.\\nvision and faculty, 479.\\nDivineness, participation of, 169.\\nDiviner air, ampler ether, a, 482.\\nDiviner s theme, the glad, 268.\\nDivinity doth hedge a king, 142.\\nin odd numbers, there is, 46.\\nsacred and inspired, 170.\\nthat shapes our ends, 145.\\nthat stirs within us, 298.\\nDivinely fair, 340, 624.\\ntall, daughter of the gods, 624.\\nDivision of a battle, 149.\\nDo good by stealth, 329.\\nif to, were as easy as to know, 60.\\nit with thy might, 831.\\nnoble things not dream them, 664.\\nnothing left to, 727.\\nor die, let us, 183, 450.\\nso many worlds so much to, 633.\\nwe should do that we would. 142.\\nwell and right, 205.\\nwhat has by man been done, 309.\\nwhat I pleased, I would, 78S.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0952.jp2"}, "947": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n923\\nDo what I will with mine own, 840.\\nwhat men dare, 52.\\nye even so to them. 839.\\nDock the tail of rhyme, 635.\\nDoctor, after death the, 205.\\ndismissing the, 454.\\nFell, I do not love thee, 286.\\nfor a nauseous draught fee the, 270.\\ngood is a good, 603.\\nold because you never were my, 737.\\nsilent, shook his head, 349.\\nDoctors disagree, when, 322.\\nof the Stoic fur, 246.\\nDoctors spite, in learned, 564.\\nDoctrine, all the winds of, 255.\\nfrom women s eyes, 56.\\nnot for the, but the music, 324.\\northodox, prove their, 210.\\nsanctified by truth, 483.\\nthe bible is a book of, 530.\\nwith every wind of, 847.\\nDoctrines plain, what makes all. 215.\\nDoer and the thing done, 461.\\nDoer s deed, place is dignified by, 73.\\nDz es well acts nobly, 307.\\nDoff it for shame, 79.\\nDog, Alcibiades and his. 733.\\nand bay the moon, ill.\\ncircumcised. 159.\\nfaithful, his, 315.\\nhair of the same, 16.\\nhis Highness at Kew, 334.\\nhunts in dreams like a, 626.\\nin that town was found a, 400.\\nin the manger, 188.\\ninfidel as a, 371.\\nis thy servant a, 816.\\nis turned to his vomit, 849.\\nit was that died, 400.\\nlet no, bark, 60.\\nliving, better than dead lion, 831.\\nlove me love my. 19.\\nmine enemy s, 148.\\nmisbeliever, cut throat, 61.\\nounce bear and bull, 783.\\nshall bear him company, 315.\\nsmarts, this, 303.\\nsomething better than his, 626.\\nto gain his private ends, 400.\\nTobias and his, 836.\\nwalking on his hind legs, 371.\\nwhose, are you. 334.\\nwill have his day, 145.\\nwool of bat tongue of, 123.\\nword to throw at a, 66.\\nDogs bark at me, 95.\\nbetween two, 93.\\ndelight to bark and bite, 301.\\ndrinking from the Xile, 715, 719.\\neat of the crumbs. 640.\\nfighting iu the streets, 363.\\nlittle, and all, 147.\\nof war, let slip the, 113.\\nrain cats and, 293.\\nthrow physic to the, 125.\\nye have had your day. 347.\\nDoggedly, set himself, 371.\\nDoing and saying are two things, 284.\\nDoing or suffering, 225.\\nwhatever is worth, 352.\\nDoings, amend your ways and your, 835.\\nDoit, beggarly last, 421.\\nDole, delight and, in equal scale, 127,\\nhippy man be his, 46.\\nhappy man happy, 11.\\nDoleful dumps, 404.\\nsound, from the tombs, a, 303.\\nDollar, the Almighty, 536.\\nDolphin, dies like the, 545.\\nDolphin-chamber, in my, 89.\\nDolphins play, pleased to see the, 354.\\nDomain, o er the hushed, 642.\\nDome, fired the Ephesian, 296.\\nhand that rounded Peter s, 598.\\nhim of the western, 268.\\nlife like a, 565.\\nno gilded, 571.\\nof many-coloured glass, 565.\\nof thought, 541.\\nDomestic happiness, 419.\\njoy, smooth current of. 337.\\nDomestics, few admired by their, 778.\\nDominations princedoms, 235.\\nDominions, sun never sets in, 804.\\ntithe or toll in our, 79.\\nDomus sua cuique, 24.\\nDone all is, in vain, 453.\\nall is, that men can do. 453.\\ndecently and in order, 846.\\nfor, so soon that I am. 689.\\nif it were, when t is, 117.\\nin a corner, 844.\\nit, gone and, 608.\\nlike lightning, 178.\\nmake deeds ill, 80.\\nmy duty and no more. 3G2.\\nquickly, t were well it were, 117.\\nsuch things to be so little, 633.\\nthings which we ought to have, 850.\\nto death by slanderous tongues, 54.\\nwe may compute what s, 448.\\nwell and as is fitting, S37.\\nwell, is done soon enough, 781.\\nwhat s, is done, 121.\\nwhere much is to be. 376.\\nwith so much ease, 267.\\nDonned his clothes, he rose and, 142.\\nDon t see it, I. 297.\\nDoom, had an earlv. 589.\\nof fate. 29.\\nregardless of their, 381.\\nthe crack of. 123.\\nDoomed for a certain term, 131.\\nDoon, ye banks and braes of bonny, 452.\\nDoor, at mine hostess 78.\\nbeside a human. 472.\\nclicked behind the, 397.\\ndrove me from the, 433.\\nhaunt the rich man s. 424.\\nshut shut the, 326.\\nshut the stable, 13.\\nto door, sung ballads from, 189.\\nwolf from the, 8.\\nDoors, death hath a thousand, ISO, 194.\\n218.\\ndeath hath so many, 198.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0953.jp2"}, "948": {"fulltext": "924\\nINDEX.\\nDoors, infernal, 229.\\nmen shut their, 109.\\nnor locks can shield you, 538.\\nDoorkeeper in the house of my God, 821.\\nDorcas, a woman called, 843.\\nDorian mood of flutes, 225.\\nDorians pray, to whom the, 593.\\nDoric lay, warbling his, 248.\\nDost thou love life, 300.\\nDotage, streams of, 3G5.\\nDotages and plagues of human kind, 188.\\nDote on his very absence, 61.\\nupon, how fading the joys we, 281.\\nDotes yet doubts suspects, 153.\\nDoting with age, pyramids, 222.\\nDouble cherry, like to a, 58.\\ndebt to pay, contrived a, 397.\\ndouble toil and trouble, 123.\\nmy life s fading space, 2G2.\\npity, challenge, 25.\\nsure, I 11 make assurance, 123.\\nsurely you 11 grow, 406.\\nswan and shadow, float, 474.\\nDoublet, carving the fashion of a, 51.\\nDoubling his pleasures, 455.\\nDoubly armsd, thus am I, 299.\\ndying, 488.\\nfeel ourselves alone, 4S9.\\nDoubt, faith in honest, 633.\\nmodest, 102.\\nmy mind is clouded with a, 629.\\nnever, I love, 133.\\nnever stand to, 203.\\nnor loop to hang a, 154.\\none heart, than, 041.\\nthat the sun doth move, 133.\\nthe equivocation of the fiend, 125.\\nthe wise are prone to, 345.\\nthou the stars are fire, 133.\\nto be once in, 153.\\ntrieth the troth in every, 18.\\ntruth to be a liar, 133.\\nwho read to, 494.\\nwin the trick, when in, 861.\\nwould be disloyalty, to, 653.\\nDoubts, our, are traitors, 47.\\nbound in to saucy, 122.\\nsuspects yet strongly loves, 153.\\nDoubted, heard Troy, 558.\\nDoubtful, from the dark and, 443.\\nDoubting in his abject spirit, 657.\\nDough, my cake is, 73.\\nDouglas deals in red herrings, 563.\\nin his hall, 490.\\nlike, conquer or die, 392.\\nsong of Percy and, 34.\\ntender and true, 38.\\nDove, beside the springs of, 469.\\nburnished, 625.\\nfound no rest, 812.\\ngently as any sucking, 57.\\nmore of the serpent than, 41.\\nwings like a, oh that I had, 820.\\nDoves and team of sparrows, 31.\\nharmless as, 839.\\nmoan of, 630.\\nDove-cote, eagle in a, 103.\\nDowagers for deans, 629.\\nDowered with the hate of hate, 623.\\nDown among the dead men, 672.\\nand out of breath, 88.\\nhe that is, 212, 266.\\nhill that skirts the, 428.\\nI grant you I was, 88.\\nlevelling, 370.\\nof darkness, the raven, 244.\\non your knees and thank heaven, 70.\\npillow hard, finds the, 160.\\nthis story will not go, 363.\\nthe wind, let her, 153.\\nthou climbing sorrow, 146.\\nthrice driven bed of, 151.\\nto the dust with them, 525.\\nDowns, all in the, 348.\\nunhabitable, 289.\\nDowncast modesty, 356.\\nDownward age, torrent of a, 356.\\nbent, thoughts, 225.\\nDozen, a baker s, 773.\\nDoxy, another man s, 858.\\nDrab, cursing like a very, 135.\\nDrachenfels, castled crag of, 543.\\nDrachm is too little for a king to give,\\nDraff, still sow eats all the, 13.\\nDrag angels down, 532.\\nthe slow barge, 424.\\nDrags at each remove, 394.\\nits slow length along, 324.\\nDragon, evening, 242.\\nSaint George that swinged the, 78.\\nDragon s tail, baited with a, 217.\\nDragonish, cloud that is, 158.\\nDrained by fevered lips, 577.\\nDrakes and ducks, 37.\\nDrama has outgrown such toys, the, 621.\\nwith the day, close the, 312.\\nDrames go by conthraries, 582.\\nDrank delight, 444.\\njudicious, 332.\\nDrapery of his couch, 572.\\nDraught above heat, one, 74.\\nnauseous, 270.\\nof cool refreshment, 577.\\nslavery a bitter, 379.\\nDraughts, shallow, 323.\\nDraw men as they ought to be, 399.\\nthe curtain and show the picture, 74.\\nthe curtain close, 94.\\nyou with a single hair, 274.\\nDraws us with a single hair, beauty, 191,\\n320.\\nDrawers, chest of, by day, 397.\\nDrawn dagger, smiles at the, 299.\\nDread and fear of kings, 64.\\nof all who wrong, 619.\\nof something after death, 136.\\nthe devil, bane of all that, 466.\\nwhence this secret, 298.\\nDreadful as the Manichean god, 421.\\nbell, silence that, 152.\\nreckoning, 348.\\nthing, between the acting of a, 111.\\nthought, thou pleasing, 299.\\nurs, those, 636.\\nDream, a hideous, 111.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0954.jp2"}, "949": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n925\\nDream, a shadowy lie, was thy, 654.\\nall night without a stir, 575.\\nas we glide through a quiet, 538.\\nas youthful poets, 249.\\nchange o er the spirit of my, 553.\\nclear, and solemn vision, 245.\\nconsecration and the poet s, 475.\\nfickle as a changeful, 491.\\ngone like a beautiful, 587.\\nher face stirred with her, 558.\\nhope is but the, 288.\\nhunt half a day for a forgotten, 472.\\nI have had a, 58.\\nis but a shadow, a, 134.\\nlife is but an empty, 612.\\nlove s young, 521.\\nnot Homer nods but we, 323.\\nof, a sight to, 499.\\nof a waking man, 761.\\nof heaven, she did but, 270.\\nof home, the, 525.\\nof love melted away, in a, 677.\\nof peace, deep, 536.\\nof things that were, 541.\\nof those that wake, 288.\\nold men s, 268.\\npast the wit of man to say what, 58.\\nshort as any, 57.\\nsilently as a, 421.\\nthe glory and the, 477.\\nto sleep perchance to, 135.\\nwhen one awaketh, 821.\\nwhich was not all a dream, 553.\\nDreams and fables of the skies, 342.\\nand slumbers light, 490.\\nangels in some brighter, 264.\\nbooks are each a world, 477.\\nfull of ghastly, 96.\\nglimpses of forgotten, 623.\\nground not upon, 172.\\nhence, babbling, 296.\\nin some brighter, 264.\\nlies down to pleasant, 572.\\nlike a dog he hunts in, 626.\\nof avarice, beyond the, 374, 378.\\nof cutting foreign throats, 105.\\nof those who wake, 721.\\nold men shall dream, 836.\\nsmooth or idle, 255.\\nsuch stuff as, are made on, 43.\\nthat wave before the half-shut eye, 357.\\ntheir own, deceive em, 288.\\ntrue I talk of, 105.\\nwhat, may come, 135.\\nDreamed that life was beauty, 654.\\nDreaming ear, voice of uiy, 515.\\never of thee I m, 586.\\npast the size of, 159.\\nDreamland, adamantine logic of, 663.\\nDreamt I dwelt in marble halls, 561.\\nof in your philosophy, 133.\\nDrear-nighted December, 576.\\nDreary intercourse of daily life, 468.\\nsea now flows between, 500.\\nDregs of fortune s cup, 341.\\nof life, from the, 276.\\nDress, be plain in, 350.\\ndaring in full, 555.\\nDress, fair undress best, 357.\\nfelt through this fleshly, 263.\\nof thoughts, style is the, 353.\\nsweet disorder in the, 201.\\nDressed in all his trim, 163.\\nDrest in a little brief authority, 48.\\nstill to be neat still to be, 178.\\nDrew an angel down, she, 271.\\nDrift, snow in a dazzling, 648.\\nDrink and to be merry, 831, 842.\\nas friends, 72.\\nas he brews so shall he, 177.\\ncannot make the horse, 14.\\ndeep or taste not, 323.\\nif he thirst give him, 844.\\nlet us eat and, 833.\\nmandragora, 157.\\nmeat and, to me, 71, 773.\\nno longer water, 848.\\nno more than a sponge, 771.\\nno sperit, I never, 659.\\nnor any drop to, 498.\\nold wine to, 171.\\npretty creature drink, 472.\\nreasons why men, 793.\\nsmall beer, felony to, 94.\\nstrong, is raging, 827.\\nthat quenches thirst, 792.\\nthey eat they, 235.\\nthey never taste who always, 287.\\nt is to thee I would, 553.\\nto-day drown all sorrow, 184.\\nto me only with thine eyes, 179.\\nto the general joy of the table, 122.\\nto the lass, 442.\\nwhat ye shall eat or, 838.\\nwhen I have occasion, 790.\\nwhy should every creature, but I, 260.\\nwild anarchy of, 180.\\nwith him that wears a hood, 22.\\nwith me and drink as I, 671.\\nwith you eat with you, 61.\\nye to her that each loves best, 516.\\nDrinks and gapes for drink again, 260.\\nDrinking dancing laughing, 272.\\nlargely sobers us, 323.\\nnot to be blamed, 195.\\nunhappy brains for, 152.\\nDrip of the suspended oar, 543.\\nDripping with coolness, 537.\\nDrive a coach and six, 855.\\nfour rogues let, 84.\\non your own track, 729.\\nwhom the devil doth, 18, 73.\\nDriveller and a show, 365.\\nDriveth o er a soldier s neck, 105.\\nDriving far off each thing, 245.\\nof Jehu, like the, 816.\\nDrizzled blood upon the capitol, 112.\\nDrooped the willow, where, 596.\\nDrooping head, repairs his, 248.\\nDrop a tear and bid adieu, 671.\\nhinders needle and thread, every, 585.\\nin for an after-loss, 162.\\nin the well, last, 553.\\ninto thy mother s lap, 240.\\nmanna, you, 66.\\nof a bucket, 834.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0955.jp2"}, "950": {"fulltext": "926\\nINDEX.\\nDrop of allaying Tiber, 103.\\nof ink, small, 558.\\nof manly blood, ruddy, 602.\\nto drink, nor any, 498.\\nDrops, dear as the ruddy, 112, 383.\\nIrom off the eaves, 250.\\nhis blue-fringed lids, 501.\\nlike kindred, 418.\\nof rain pierce the marble, 32.\\nof water, little, 642.\\nthe light drip, 543.\\nwhat precious, are those, 275.\\nwiped our eyes of, 69.\\nDropped a tear upon the word, 379.\\ndown from the clouds, 86.\\nfrom an angel s wing, 484.\\nfrom the zenith, 225.\\nmanna, his tongue, 226.\\nout of the clouds, 196.\\nDroppeth as the gentle rain, 64.\\nDropping buckets into wells, 419.\\ncontinual, in a rainy day, 829.\\ncontinual, wears a stone, 706.\\neye, an auspicious and a, 127.\\nDroughte of March, 1.\\nDrown a fly, 306.\\nall sorrow, 184.\\nmy book, 43.\\nthe brim, 73.\\nwhat pain it was to, 96.\\nDrowned honour, pluck up, 84.\\nDrowsiness clothe man in rags, 828.\\nDrowsy man, dull ear of a, 79.\\nsyrups of the world, 154.\\nwith the harmony, 55.\\nDrowsyhed, laud of, 357.\\nDrudgery at the desk, 509.\\ndivine, makes, 204.\\nDruid lies in yonder grave, 390.\\nDrum ecclesiastick, 209.\\nspirit-stirring, 154.\\nwas heard, not a, 563.\\nDrum-beat, the morning, 533.\\nDrums and tramplings of three conquests,\\n219.\\nbeat the, 281.\\nin his ear, 105.\\nlike muffled, are beating, 612,\\nquietly rested under the, 219.\\nDrunk, all learned all, 420.\\ngloriously, 421.\\nhasten to be, 213.\\nink, he hath not, 55.\\nit is our pleasure to be, 362.\\nthough he never was, 454.\\nDrunkard clasp his teeth, 34.\\nDrunken sailor on a mast, 97.\\nDrunkenness identical with ruiu, 765.\\nDrury lane for you, no, 510.\\nDrury s, happy boy at, 595.\\nDry as summer dust, hearts, 479.\\nas the remainder biscuit, 68.\\ndeath, I would fain die a, 42.\\nlight, 722.\\nsun dry wind, 21.\\ntree, done in the. 842.\\nDryden, copious, 329.\\ntaught to join the varying verse, 329.\\nDrying up a single tear, 559.\\nDu sublime au ridicule, 431.\\nDucat, dead for a, 140.\\nDuck or plover, aimed at, 439.\\nDucks and drakes, 37.\\nDue, give the devil his, 83.\\nmore is thy, than more than all, 117.\\nseason, word in, 826.\\nDues, render to all their, 844.\\nDuke of Norfolk deals in malt, 563.\\nthe, did love me, 180.\\nDukedom, my library was, 42.\\nDulcimer, damsel with a, 500.\\nDull as night, the motions of his spirit\\nare, 66.\\nbeyond all conception, 566.\\ncold ear of death, 384.\\ncold marble, sleep in, 99.\\near of a drowsy man, 79.\\ngentle yet not, 257.\\ngoodman, Dictynna, 55.\\nnaturally, 371.\\nPeter was dull very, 566.\\nproduct of a scoffer s pen, 479.\\ntame shore, on the, 538.\\nDuller than the fat weed, 131.\\nDulness in others, cause of, 374.\\nloves a joke, gentle, 331.\\nDuni vivimus vivamus, 359.\\nDumb, beggar that is, 25.\\ndiscourse, kind of excellent, 43.\\nforgetfulness, a prey to, 385.\\nkings of modern thought are, 665.\\nmodest men are, 454.\\nthe deep are, 25.\\nthe oracles are, 251.\\nDumb-shows and noise inexplicable, 137.\\nDumps, college joke to cure the, 290.\\nthe mind oppress, doleful, 404.\\nDumpy woman, I hate a, 556.\\nDuncan hath borne his faculties so well,\\n118.\\nhear it not, 119.\\nis in his grave, 121.\\nDunce kept at home, 414.\\nsent to roam, 414.\\nwith wits, 331.\\nDundee, single hour of that, 474.\\nDundee s wild warbling measure, 447.\\nDungeon dark, dweller in, 449.\\nthe vapour of a, 154.\\nDunghill, cock on his own, 14.\\nDunsinane, come to, 125.\\nremove to, 124.\\nDupe gamester and poet, 388.\\nof the heart, 795.\\nDurance vile, in, 450.\\nDuring good behaviour, 855.\\nDusk faces with turbans, 240.\\nDusky hour, midnight brought on the,\\n235.\\nrace, she shall rear my, 626.\\nDust and heat, not without, 254.\\nblossom in the, 209.\\nchimney-sweepers come to, 160.\\ndown to the vile, 488.\\ndown to the, with them, 525.\\ndry as summer, 479.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0956.jp2"}, "951": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n927\\nDust, enemies shall lick the. 621,\\nglories in the. shall lay. 337.\\nhalf deity, half. 554.\\nheap of, alone remains. 335.\\nhearts dry as summer s. 470.\\nhour may lay it in the, 541.\\nis gold, whose. 236.\\nlie still dry. 2o.\\nmuch learned, 419.\\nmust come to, 160.\\nmysteries lie beyond thy. 2C4.\\nof Alexander, trace the noble, 144,\\nof servile opportunity. 463.\\npays us with age and. 26.\\npride that licks the. 328.\\nprovoke the silent. 364.\\nreturn to the earth, 832.\\nsleeps in, 55 1.\\nso nigh is grandeur to our, 600.\\nthat is a little gilt. 102.\\nthe knight s bones are. 902.\\nthis earth this grave this. 26.\\nthou art and unto dust shalt thou\\nreturn. 612.\\nthou art to dust returneth, 612.\\nto dust ashes to ashes. 651.\\nwith eternity, flattering. 554.\\nwrite the characters in. 494.\\nwrite them in the, 314.\\nwrites in, 170.\\nDusty and old titles, 199.\\ndeath, the way to. 125.\\nDuties, men who know their, 436.\\nprimal, shine aloft. 451.\\nproperty has its. 582, 609.\\nDuty, a divided, 151.\\nEngland expects every man to do his.\\n446.\\nfaithful below he did his, 436.\\nfound that life was. 654.\\nin that state of life. 850.\\n1 ve done my. 362.\\nlet us dare to do our. 622.\\nnot a sin this is a. 3-59.\\nof humanity, general. 775.\\nof some right of all. 505.\\npursues us ever, sense of. 534.\\nservice sweat for, 67.\\nsimpleness and, 59,\\nsubject s, is the king s. 92.\\nsuch as the subject owes. 73.\\nthe path of. 628.\\nto do my. m that state. S50.\\nwhispers low. when. 600.\\nwhole, of man, 532.\\nDwarf on a giant s shoulders, 185. 206,\\n5(4.\\nDwell below the skies, 302.\\nin decencies forever. 321.\\nin such a temple. 43.\\nlike an hermit. 26.\\ntogether in unity. 824.\\nDweller m yon dungeon dark. 449.\\nDwellest thou, where, 103.\\nDwelling is light of setting suns. 4G7.\\nDwelling-place, the desert were my. 547.\\nDwells, hereabouts he, 108.\\nwhere joy forever, 223.\\nDwelt all that s good. 220.\\namong the untrodden ways, 469.\\nDwindle peak and pine. 116.\\nDwindles, man only, 394.\\nDyer s hand, like the, 163.\\nDying eyes, unto. K\\neyes were closed, 335.\\nfall, it had a. 74.\\nfarewells to the, 615.\\nI am dying Egypt. 155.\\nman to dying men, 670.\\nto-morrow will be. 302.\\nwhen she slept we thought her, 533.\\nwith groans of the. 189.\\nEager for the fray, 296.\\nheart the kindlier hand. 633.\\nEagle eye and lion heart, 392.\\nflight, flies an. 109.\\nhe was lord above, 474.\\nin a dove-cote. 103.\\nlike a young, 518.\\nmewing her mighty youth, 255.\\nold age of an, 704.\\nso the struck, 539.\\nstricken with a dart, 696.\\nsuffers little birds to sing. 104.\\nEagles be gathered together, 541.\\ndare not perch, 96.\\ngood to fight jackdaws. 735.\\nhaving lately bathed, like, 56.\\nEagle s fate and mine are one, 219.\\nEagles wmgs, fly on. 670.\\nEar. adder that stoppeth her, 521.\\napplying shell to his. 480.\\ncan hear, that no gross. 245.\\ndrums in his. 105.\\ndull, of a drowsy man. 79.\\nenchant thine. 161.\\nfalling at intervals upon the. 422.\\nflattery ne er lost on poet s. 4^7.\\nflea in mine. 771.\\ngive every man thy. 130.\\nheard me. when the. 517.\\nhearing of the. 818.\\nI was all, 245.\\nI will enchant thine, 161.\\nin at one, 19.\\nin many a secret place. 469.\\nit came o er my. 74.\\nit heard, one. 6.\\njest s prosperity lies in the, 56.\\njewel in an Ethiope s. 105.\\nmore meant than meets the. 250.\\nnever did hear that tongue. 23.\\nnot to the sensual. 576.\\nof a drowsy man. 79.\\nof death, dull cold, 354.\\nof Eve. close at the. 234.\\nof man hath not seen. 56\\nof night, the listening, 640.\\npiercing the night s dull. 92.\\nseeing eye and hearing. 527.\\nvoice in my dreaming, 515.\\nwith a flea in his. 154.\\nword of promise to our, 126.\\nwrong sow by the. 19, 765.\\nEars, aged, play truant at his tales. 55.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0957.jp2"}, "952": {"fulltext": "928\\nINDEX\\nEars, belly has no, 725, 772.\\nblast of war blows in our, 91.\\nhangs from beauty s, 424.\\nhe that hath, to hear, 841.\\nin my ancient, 106.\\nlend me your, 113.\\nlook with thine, 148.\\nmusic to attending, 106.\\nnailed by the, 214.\\nnoise of water in mine, 96.\\nof flesh and blood, 131.\\nof the groundlings, 137.\\npolite, mentions hell to, 322.\\nsame sound is in my, 471.\\nshe gave me, 469.\\nsmall pitchers have wide, 17.\\nsounds of music creep in our, 65.\\nthe woods have, 2, 17.\\ntook captive, whose words all, 74.-\\ntwo, of corn where one grew, 290.\\nwith ravished, 271.\\nwolf by the, 705.\\nEarldom and insignificancy, 353.\\nEarliest at his grave, 676.\\nEarly and provident fear, 411.\\nbright transient chaste, 308.\\ndeath, to favourites, 546.\\nnothing is too, for thee, 752.\\nnothing to him falls, 183.\\nrising sun, 202.\\nseen unknown, too, 105.\\nto bed early to rise, 360.\\nroot and early doom, 589.\\nEarnest, I am in, 605.\\nstars, 575.\\nEar-piercing fife, 154.\\nEarth a hell, making, 540.\\naffords or grows by kind, 22.\\na sphere, preserves the, 456.\\na stage, 194.\\na stepdame, 782.\\nalive and so bold, O, 566.\\nall forgot, 522.\\nall things in heaven and, 31.\\nall unity on, 124.\\nall ye know on, 576.\\nan Eden made our, 642.\\nancients of the, 627.\\nbears a plant, while the, 675.\\nbleeding piece of, 113.\\nbliss that, affords, 22.\\nbowels of the, 182.\\nbowels of the harmless, 83.\\nbridal of the, and sky, 204.\\nchanges but thy soul stands sure, 649.\\ncommon growth of mother, 468.\\ndaughters of, 368.\\ndust return to the, 832.\\nElysium on, if there be, 527.\\nexposed he lies on the bare, 271.\\neyes of a fool are in the ends of the,\\n827.\\nfed by the bounty of, 597.\\nfelt the wound, 239.\\nfirst flower of the, 522.\\nflowers upon the, 832.\\nfragrant the fertile, 233.\\nfull of woes, 693,\\nEarth, fuming vanities of, 483.\\ngave sign of gratulation, 238.\\ngiants in the, there were, 812.\\ngirdle round about the, 58.\\ngive him a little, for charity, 100.\\ngive some special good to the, 106.\\nglance from heaven to, 59.\\nglory passed from the, 477.\\nhas no sorrow, 524.\\nhath bubbles, 116.\\nheaven on, 232.\\nheaven tries the, 658.\\nhuge fabric rose out of the, 225.\\ninhabitants of the, 116.\\ninsensible, and be, 239.\\nis a thief, 109.\\nJove weighs affairs of, 343.\\njoy of the whole, 820.\\nkindly fruits of the, 850.\\nlards the lean, 84.\\nlaughs in flowers, 598.\\nlay her in the, 144.\\nless of, than heaven, 491.\\nlie lightly gentle, 197.\\nlift our low desire from, 549.\\nloveth the shower, 756.\\nmaking, a hell, 540.\\nman marks the, with ruin, 547.\\nmodel of the barren, 82.\\nmore things in heaven and, 133.\\nmy footstool, 316.\\nnaught beyond O, 570.\\nnaught so vile that on the, 106.\\nnightly to the listening, 300.\\nnone on, above her, 455.\\nof majesty, this seat of Mars, 81.\\nof the, earthy, 846.\\non the confines of, 674.\\none beloved face on, 552.\\none society alone on, 476.\\noverwhelm them, 129.\\npeace good-will on, 841.\\nplants suck in the 260.\\npleasant country s, 82.\\npoetry of, is never dead, 577.\\npower is passing from the, 477.\\nproudly wears the Parthenon, 598.\\nrejoice, let the, 822.\\nsalt of the, ye are the, 838.\\nso much of heaven so much of, 472.\\nsoaks up the rain, the thirsty, 260.\\nsounds my wisdom, 344.\\nsovereign st thing on, 83.\\nspeak to the, it shall teach thee, 317.\\nspot which men call, 243.\\nsure and firm-set, 118.\\nthat bears thee dead, 87.\\nthat e er wore, 182.\\nthe revel of the, 544.\\nthis blessed plot, this, 81.\\nthis goodly frame the, 134.\\nthis grave this dust this, 26.\\nthis is the last of, 459.\\nthis opacus, 237.\\nthrough, sea and air, 501.\\ntickle the, with a hoe, 597.\\nto earth ashes to ashes, 851.\\nto every man upon this, 593.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0958.jp2"}, "953": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n929\\nEarth to highest skie, 30.\\ntruth crushed to, 573.\\nunfolds both heaven and, 57.\\nupon the lap of, 386.\\nwalk the, unseen, 234.\\nwas made so various, 417.\\nwas nigher heaven, when, 644.\\nway of all the, 814.\\nwhen it is sick, 199.\\nwhereon thy feet do tread, 27\\nwhose table, 555.\\nwith her thousand voices, 501.\\nwith orient pearl sowed the, 234.\\nEarth s base built on stubble, 245.\\nbiggest country, 660.\\nbitter leaven, 473.\\nboastful boys, 598.\\nfirmament, stars in, 613.\\ngreatest nation, 660.\\nnoblest thing, 656.\\nEarthlier happy is the rose, 57.\\nEarthly bliss, the sum of, 238.\\ndignities, peace above all, 99.\\ngodfathers of heaven s lights, 54.\\nhope and heavenly hope, 535.\\nnothing, bounds her, 524.\\nnothing, could surpass her, 555.\\nparagon, 1G0.\\npower show likest God s, 64.\\nEarthquake, gloom of, 564.\\nshock the ocean storm, 562.\\nEase, age of, 396.\\nand alternate labour, 355.\\nand speed in doing a thing, 724.\\ndone with so much, 267.\\nflow with artless, 437.\\nfor aye to dwell, at, 623.\\nhours of, 455, 490.\\nin mine inn, 11, 86.\\nin writing comes from art, 324.\\nlive at home at, 176.\\nmob of gentlemen who wrote with,\\n329.\\nof burdens, 786.\\nof heart her look conveyed, 444.\\npeace nor, the heart can know, 389.\\nran on with greater, 215.\\nroots itself in, on Lethe wharf, 131.\\nstudious of, 671.\\nthings which men confess with, 746.\\nvaulted with such, to his seat, 86.\\nwith grace, 357.\\nwould recant vows made in pain, 231.\\nyou write with, 443.\\nEased the putting off, 234.\\nEasier for a camel, 840.\\nto be played on than a pipe, 139.\\nEasily as a king, 110.\\nEasiness to the next abstinence, 141.\\nproperty of, 143.\\nEast, golden window of the, 104.\\nit is the, and Juliet is the sun, 105.\\nwhere the gorgeous, 226.\\nwind never blow, may the, 207.\\nEaster-day, sun upon an, 256.\\nEastern kings, guilt of, 258.\\nEasy as lying, 138.\\nif to do were as, as to know, 60.\\nEasy leap, methinks it were an, 84.\\nto be true, 671.\\nwriting curst hard reading, 443.\\nEasy-chair, Rabelais 330.\\nEat and drink as friends, 72.\\nand drink, bad men live to, 738.\\nand drink, let us, 833.\\nand eat I swear, 93.\\ndrink and be merry, 831.\\neach other, cannibals that, 150.\\nI cannot, but little meat, 22.\\nnot the heart, 729.\\nof a king, worm that hath, 141.\\nor drink, what ye shall, 838.\\npaper, he hath not, 55.\\nsome have meat and canna, 452.\\nthy cake and have it, 205.\\nthy heart, 30.\\nto live we must, 363.\\nwith a friend, 4.\\nwith the devil, 18.\\nwith you, I will not, 61.\\nyour cake and have your cake, 20.\\nEaten out of house and home, 89.\\nsour grapes, 835.\\nEating, appetite comes with, 771.\\ncares, 249.\\ntime, worn out with, 276.\\nEaves, drops from off the, 250.\\nEbb, ne er feels retiring, 155.\\nto humble love, ne er, 155.\\nEbony, image of God in, 222.\\nEbrew Jew, I am an, 84.\\nEccentric and centric. 237.\\nEcclesiastical lyric, 609.\\nEcclesiastick drum, 209.\\nEcho answers where, 550.\\napplaud thee to the very, 125.\\ncaught faintly the sound, 674.\\nof the sad steps, 481.\\nto the sense, sound an, 324.\\nEchoes dying dying dying, 630.\\nFontarabian, 490.\\nhow cruelly sweet are the, 563.\\nof that voice, melodies the, 502.\\nroll from soul to soul, 630.\\nset the wild, flying, 630.\\nEchoing walks between, 239.\\nEclipse, built in the, 247.\\nin dim, 225.\\nfirst the rest nowhere, 855.\\ntotal, without all hope of day, 241.\\nEclipsed the gayety of nations, 369.\\nEconomy is the fuel of magnificence, G03.\\nEcstasy, cunning in bodiless creation, 141.\\nof love, the very, 133.\\nto lie in restless, 121.\\nwaked to, the living lyre, 384.\\nwarm as, 414.\\nEden, make our earth an, 642.\\nPeri at the gate of, 526.\\nsolitary way through, 240.\\nthis other demi-paradise, 81.\\nEdge, cloy the hungry, of appetite, SI.\\nfinest, made with blunt whetstone, 32 t\\nis sharper than the sword, 160.\\nof appetite, clog the hungry, 81.\\nof battle, the perilous, 224.\\n59", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0959.jp2"}, "954": {"fulltext": "930\\nINDEX.\\nEdge of husbandry, dulls the, 130.\\nteeth are set on, 835.\\ntools, jesting with, 198.\\nEdged with poplar pale, 207.\\nEdified, whoe er was, 419.\\nEdition, Christians of the best, 772.\\nEducation a refuge in adversity, 762.\\ncommon to all, making, 662.\\nfelicity of good, 729.\\nforms the common mind, 320.\\nfreemen without, 639.\\nmen of liberal, 284, 786.\\nthe ignorant despise, 711.\\nto love her was a liberal, 297.\\ntravel is a part of, 166.\\nviaticum of old age, 762.\\nvirtuous and noble, 253.\\nEducing good from evil, 357.\\nEdward, sons of, 97.\\nEel of science, 331.\\nEffect, cause of this, 133.\\ndefective comes by cause, 133.\\nEffects, what dire, 299.\\nEftest way, 53.\\nEftsoones they heard, 28.\\nEgeria sweet creation, 546.\\nEgg, as one, is like another, 789.\\nfull of meat, 107.\\nlearned roast an, 330.\\nof democracy, 662.\\nEggs, as if he trod upon, 192.\\nas like as, 77.\\nin one basket, all his, 786.\\nnew laid roasted rare, 274.\\nEglantine, musk-roses and, 58.\\nEgregiously an ass, 152.\\nEgypt, beauty in a brow of, 59.\\nI am dying, 158.\\nrivers of, 833.\\nEgypt s dark sea, o er, 524.\\nmonuments, 309.\\npyramid, the mystery of, 621.\\nEies and eares and every thought, 23.\\nElaborately thrown away, time, 311.\\nElated, never dejected never, 320.\\nElbow, twixt shoulder and. 351.\\nEld, palsied, 48.\\nElder days of art, 615.\\nlet the woman take an, 75.\\nScripture, 310.\\nsoldier not a better, 114.\\nElder-gun, shot out of an, 92.\\nElders, discourse of the, 837.\\nElections, biennial, 283.\\nElectric chain, striking the, 545.\\nElegance of female friendship, 368.\\nElegant as simplicity, 414.\\nbut not ostentatious, 369.\\nsimplicity of three per cents, 437.\\nsufficiency content, 355.\\nElement, creatures of the, 244.\\nlowering, scowls, 227.\\none God one law one, 634.\\nthy, is below, 146.\\nElements, become our, 227.\\ndare the, to strife, 550.\\nI tax not you, you, 146.\\nlarge, in order brought, 634.\\nElements so mixed in him, 115.\\nunhurt amidst the war of, 299.\\nweak and beggarly, 846.\\nElephant learns to dance, 739.\\nman s plaything, 739.\\nwhat is bigger than an, 739.\\nElephants endorsed with towers, 240.\\nfor want of towns, 289.\\nElevate, in thoughts more, 228.\\nEleven die nobly, 102.\\npoints of the law, possession is, 296.\\nEliza s days, names in great, 671.\\nEll, he 11 take an, 20.\\nElm, pears from an, 791.\\nstar-proof, branching, 250.\\nElms, immemorial, 630.\\nEloquence and poetry, 260.\\nheavenly, 268.\\nmother of arts and, 241.\\nof eyes, 339.\\nresistless, 241.\\nsplendid, 353.\\nthe soul, 228.\\nto woe, truth denies all, 551.\\nEloquent just and mighty death, 26.\\nmusic, discourse most, 138.\\nthat old man, 252.\\nTully was not so, 546.\\nElves, criticising, 412.\\nfaery, whose midnight revels, 225.\\nwhose little eyes, 202.\\nElysian beauty, 482.\\nlife, suburb of the, 615.\\nElysium, lap it in, 244.\\non earth, if there be, 527.\\nwithin whose circuit is, 94.\\nEmanation from the gospel, 460.\\nEmathian conqueror, 252.\\nEmbalmed in tears, 491.\\nEmbattled armies, 242.\\nfarmers stood, here the, 599.\\nEmbers glowing, 250.\\nEmblem of truth, 537.\\nto friends and enemies, 483.\\nEmblems of deeds, 549.\\nof untimely graves, 420.\\nright meet of decency, 380.\\nEmboldens sin, mercy, 109.\\nEmbosomed in the deep, 395.\\nEmbrace, arms take your last, 109.\\ncaught a star in its, 681.\\nendure then pity then, 317.\\nme she inclined, 252.\\nEmbroidery, every flower wears sad, 248,\\nEmbryo, chancellor in, 380.\\nyesterday in, 753.\\nEmbryos and idiots, 231.\\nEmelie, up rose, 2.\\nEmergencies, untried, 663.\\nEmerald isle, 855.\\nEmerson, first there comes, 658.\\nwhose rich words, 658.\\nEminence, that bad, 226.\\nEminent, tax for being, 291.\\nEmotion, intellectualized, 662.\\nEmperor without his crown, 307.\\nEmpire, cutpurse of the, 140.\\nis peace, the, 810.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0960.jp2"}, "955": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n931\\nEmpire, my mind to me an, 22.\\nof habit is powerful, 709.\\nof land to the French, 577.\\nof the air to Germany, 577.\\nof the heavens bright, 29.\\nof the sea to the English, 577.\\nsun never sets on the immense, 495.\\nsurvey our, 550.\\nswayed the rod of, 384.\\nthy dread, chaos, 332.\\ntrade s proud, 367.\\nwestward the course of, 312.\\nwestward the star of, 312.\\nwill be dreadful, their, 550.\\nEmpires, whose game was, 555.\\nEmploy, teach heaven s, 649.\\nEmployment, chase brave, 205.\\nhand of little, 143.\\nEmployments, how various his, 420.\\nof idle time, 207.\\nprevents melancholy, 373.\\nwishing is the worst of all, 308.\\nEmpress, sovereign law sits, 438.\\nEmprise and fioure of floures, 6.\\nEmptiness, smiles betray his, 328.\\nEmpty boxes, beggarly account of, 108.\\nbubble, honour but an empty, 272.\\nheads, tall men have, 170.\\nlouder but as, quite, 318.\\noften the cockloft is, 222.\\npraise, pudding against, 330.\\nthanks, words are but, 296.\\nEmpty- vaulted night, 244.\\nEnamelled eyes, quaint, 247.\\nstones, sweet music with, 44.\\nEnamoured, hung over her, 235.\\nEnchant thine ear, 161.\\nEnchanting ravishment, 243.\\nEnchantment, distance lends, 512.\\nEnchants the world, 356.\\nEncounter, free and open, 255.\\nof our wits, keen, 96.\\nEncourage no vice, 398.\\nEncreasing, youth waneth by, 24.\\nEncumbers him with help, 370.\\nEncyclopedic mind, 593.\\nEnd and aim, but being s, 318.\\nat my finger s, 12.\\nat their wit s, 12, 823.\\nattempt the, 203.\\nbadder, gladly to the, 4.\\nbe well all is well, 802.\\nbeginning and the, 849.\\nbeginning of our, the true, 59.\\nbeginning of the, 808.\\nbitter, 853.\\nborn to disastrous, 30.\\ncrowns all, 102.\\ndeath a necessary, 112.\\ndie and there an, 122.\\ndo not forsake me at my, 278.\\neach particular hair stands an, 131.\\ngood beginning, good, 13.\\nguide original and, 367.\\nhappiness our being s, 318.\\nhope to the, 849.\\nin wandering mazes, found no, 228.\\nis not yet, the, 841.\\nEnd, life s great, 309.\\nmake me to know mine, 820.\\nme no ends, 861.\\nmeans unto an, 654.\\nmost sweet, to make the, 80.\\nmust justify the means, 287.\\nmy last, be like his, 813.\\nof a fray, latter, 87.\\nof a shot, 19.\\nof fame, what is the, 556.\\nof it, there is an, 788.\\nof language, nature s, 310.\\nof reckoning. 49.\\nof returning, 49.\\nof the chapter, 773.\\nof this day s business, 115.\\none must consider the, 797.\\noriginal and, 367.\\nprophetic of her, 306.\\nremember Milo s, 278.\\nremember the, 837.\\nserved no private, 326.\\nset gray life and apathetic. 625.\\nswan-like, fading in music, 63.\\nthe sooner to make an, 171*\\nto all things, 654.\\ntry the man, 89.\\nEnd-all, might be the, 118.\\nEndearing elegance, 368.\\nwile, children with, 397.\\nEndearment, each fond, 396.\\nEndeavour, riven with vain, 473.\\ntoo painful an, 321.\\nwith useless, 617.\\nEnded, his cares are now all, 90.\\nEnding, a good, 11.\\nalways descending, never, 506.\\non the rustling leaves, 250.\\nstill beginning, never, 272.\\nEndite, songes make and well, 1.\\nEndless error, in. 317.\\nnight closed his eyes in, 382.\\nEndow a college or a cat, 322.\\nEnds, at my fingers 74.\\ndelays have dangerous, 93.\\ndivinity that shapes our, 145.\\ngood in everything, 197.\\nhuman, ultimately answered, 530.\\nneglecting worldly, 42.\\nof the earth, 827.\\nof verse, cheered with, 212.\\nold odd, of holy writ, 96.\\nthis strange eventful history, 69.\\nthou aimest at, 100.\\nviolent, violent delights, 107.\\nwell, all is well that, 13.\\nwhose, will make him greatest, 37.\\nEndurance, foresight, 475.\\nis the crowning quality, 656.\\nvictory born of, 573.\\nEndure, human hearts, 367,\\nthe like himself, 53.\\nthe toothache patiently, 53=\\nwe first, then pity, 317.\\nEndured, tolerable and not to be, 52.\\nwhat can t be cured must be, 190, 773.\\nEndures no tie, love, 272.\\nEnduring as marble, 792.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0961.jp2"}, "956": {"fulltext": "932\\nINDEX.\\nEnemies, fallen amongst, 734.\\nnaked to mine, 100.\\nof nations, mountains make, 418.\\nof truth, 217.\\nshall lick the dust, 821.\\nunhappy lot which finds no, 710.\\nEnemy dies, no tears are shed when an,\\n710.\\nhate thine, 838.\\nhe who has one, 7G7.\\nhunger, if thine, 844.\\nin their mouths, 152.\\nnearest and dearest, 174.\\nthing devised by the, 98.\\nto life, care s an, 74.\\nto mankind, 76.\\nwe have met the, 676.\\nweak invention of the, 296.\\nyou are now my, 361.\\nEnemy s dog, mine, 148.\\nEnergy divine, march and, 329.\\nEnforced ceremony, 114.\\nEngine, two-handed, 247.\\nEnginer hoist with his own petar, 141.\\nEngines, great, mcve slowly, 170.\\nyou mortal, 154.\\nEngland, best thing between France and,\\n597.\\nbe what she will, 413.\\nexpects every man to do his duty, 446.\\nhath need of thee, 472.\\nhigh-road that leads to, 370.\\nhistory of, written with knowledge,\\n609.\\nmartial airs of, 533.\\nmen of light and leading in, 410.\\nmeteor flag oi, 515.\\nnever shall lie a f the proud foot of a\\nconqueror, 80.\\nnot three good men unhanged in, 84.\\nold, on the lee, 537.\\nold, is our home, 605.\\nroast beef of, 363.\\nroyal navy of, 392.\\nslaves cannot breathe in, 418.\\nstately homes of, 569.\\nthis realm, this, 81.\\nto his Italy, linking our, 651.\\ntrue to itself, 80.\\nwith all her faults, 413.\\nwith all thy faults, I love thee, 418.\\n.wooden walls of, 861.\\nworld or in France or in, 93.\\nye gentlemen of, 176.\\nye mariners of, 514.\\nEngland s greatest son, 628.\\nEnglish, abusing the king s, 45.\\nair, sweet as, 629.\\nballad-singer s joy, 473.\\ndead, close the wall up with our, 91.\\nempire of the sea to the, 577.\\ngun, who never lost an, 628.\\nlegs, one pair of, 91.\\nnation, trick of our, 88.\\nstyle, to attain an, 369.\\nundefyled, well of, 28.\\nEnglishman says nothing if he has noth-\\ning to say, 374.\\nEnglishman stands firmest in his shoes,\\n603.\\nthe dying, 462.\\nEnigmatical sort of calamity, 766.\\nEnjoy delight with libertie, 30.\\nher while she s kind, 274.\\nnought better than to, 649.\\nwe prize not whiles we, 53.\\nyour dear wit, 246.\\nEnjoyed, with more spirit chased than,\\n62.\\nEnjoying, think it worth, 272.\\nEnmities of twenty generations, 592.\\nEnnoble sots, what can, 319.\\nEnormous faith of many, 318.\\ntimes, corrector of, 199.\\nEnough for man to know, 319.\\nis equal to a feast, 363.\\nis good as a feast, 20, 38.\\ntwill serve, 107.\\nverge, for more, 277.\\nwith over-measure, 103.\\nEnriches not him and makes me poor,\\n153.\\nEnsample, this noble, 2.\\nEnsanguined hearts, 420.\\nEnse petit placidam, 264.\\nEnsign, beauty s, is crimson, 109.\\nimperial, high advanced, 224.\\n\u00e2\u0099\u00a6ear her tattered, down, 635.\\nEn^Kyed and sainted, a thing, 47.\\nEntangling alliances, 435.\\nEnterprise, heroic, is gone, 410.\\nlife-blood of our, 86.\\nEnterprises, impediments to, 165.\\nof great pith and moment, 136.\\nEntertain strangers, to, 848.\\nEntertained angels unawares, 848.\\nEntertains the harmless day, 174.\\nEnthroned in the hearts of kings, 64.\\nEnthusiasm, nothing achieved without,\\n602.\\nEntice thee, if sinners, 824.\\nEntire affection hateth, 27.\\nand perfect chrysolite, 156.\\nEntity and quiddity, 210.\\nEntrails spin, spiders from their, 274.\\nEntrancing our senses, 677.\\nEntrance to a quarrel, beware of, 130.\\nwisdom at one, 230.\\nEntrances and exits, have their, 69.\\nEntuned in hire nose, 1.\\nEnvious people, disposition of, 762.\\ntongues, to silence, 100.\\nworm, bit with an, 104.\\nEnvy hatred and malice, 850.\\nof less happier lands, 81.\\nof the world, 408.\\ntime transported with, 406.\\nwill merit pursue, 324.\\nwithers at another s joy, 355.\\nEpaminondas, witty saying of, 735.\\nEphemeral is fame, 752.\\nEphesian dome, fired the, 296.\\nEphesians, Diana of the, 843.\\nEphesus, dame of, 295.\\nEphraim, grapes of, 814.\\nEpic s stately rhyme, 618.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", 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affections are, 66.\\nErect, unless above himself he can him-\\nself, 39.\\nErected look, with, 269.\\nspirit, the least, 225.\\nErection, we rate the cost of, 88.\\nEremites and friars, 231.\\nErin, a poor exile of, 515.\\nErr, art may, 272.\\nin opinion, human to, 742.\\nto, is human, 325.\\nErrand, sleeveless, 612.\\nErring reason s spite, 316.\\nrod to check the, 475.\\nsister s shame, 548.\\nspirit hies to his confine, 126.\\nError hurled, in endless, 317.\\nlies in pride, our, 315.\\nlove truth but pardon, 801.\\nof opinion may be tolerated, 434.\\nwounded, writhes with pain, 573.\\nErrors like straws, 275.\\nseem, stratagems which, 323.\\nsome female, 325.\\nEruption, bodes some strange, 126.\\nEruptions, breaks forth in strange, 85.\\nEsau, the hands of, 813.\\nEscape calumny, shalt not, 136.\\nEschewed evil, 816.\\nEssay, to make a short, 273.\\nEssence, glassy, 48.\\nof a thing, look to the, 755.\\nof good and evil, 744.\\nEssential liberty, 359.\\nEstate, fallen from his high, 271.\\nflies of, and sunneshine, 204.\\ngreatest, gained easy, 741.\\nEstate of man, fleeting is the, 753.\\nrelief of man s, 169.\\nthat man s, owns him, 761.\\nEsteem, they give to get, 395.\\nto know, to love, to, 502.\\nEstranged, providence seeming, 586.\\nEstridges, all plumed like, 86.\\nEt spes inanes, 288.\\nEt tu, Brute 112.\\nEternal anarchy, 229.\\nbeadroll, fame s, 28.\\nblazon must not be, 131.\\ndevil, brooked the, 110.\\ndoom of fate, 29.\\nfitness of things, 364.\\nfriendship, swear an, 462, 798.\\nfrost, that skirts the, 501.\\nhome, near to their, 221.\\nhope springs, 315.\\njoy and everlasting love, 280.\\nnew romances, 387.\\nnow does always last, 261.\\nProvidence I may assert, 223.\\nsabbath of his rest, 277.\\nsmiles emptiness betray, 328.\\nsummer gilds them yet, 557.\\nsummer shall not fade, 161.\\nsunshine settles on its head, 397.\\nvigilance, price of liberty, 855.\\nyear, heaven s, 270.\\nyears of God are hers, 573.\\nEterne, nature s copy is not, 121.\\nEternities, past and future, two, 525.\\ntime between two, 580.\\nEternity, flattering dust with, 554.\\nhath triumphed over time, 26.\\nin bondage, worth a whole, 298.\\nintimates, to man, 299.\\nmighty ages of, 6 B.\\nmourns that, 594.\\nopes the palace of, 243.\\npassing through nature to, 127.\\npilgrim of, 565.\\nportions of, great souls are, 656.\\nshaU teU, 683.\\nsilence is deep as, 579.\\nthou pleasing dreadful thought, 299.\\ntime is the image of, 760.\\nwander through, 227.\\nwanderers o er, 543.\\nwhite radiance of, 565.\\nEther, ampler, 482.\\nthe holy, knows what love is, 756.\\nthrough the clear, silently, 576.\\nEthereal mildness, come, 355.\\nmould incapable of stain, 226.\\nsky, the blue, 300.\\nwarmth, soft, 228.\\nEthics from Byron s poetry, 591.\\nEthiope s ear, jewel in an, 105.\\nEthiopian change his skin, 835.\\nEtrurian shades, 224.\\nEunuchs guardians of the fair, 310.\\nEuphrasy and rue, 240.\\nEureka, the cry of Archimedes, 738.\\nEurope, better fifty years of, 626.\\nhe sauntered, round, 332.\\nrings, of which all, 252.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0963.jp2"}, "958": {"fulltext": "934\\nINDEX.\\nEurope s violets, 570.\\nEuxine, dangerous breakers of the, 559.\\nEve ate apples, since, 560.\\nclose at the ear of, 234.\\nfairest of her daughters, 232.\\nfrom noon to dewy, 225.\\ngrandmother, a female, 54.\\none summer s, 589.\\nson of Adam and, 288.\\nspan and Adam dolve, 685.\\nEve s daughters, 46.\\nEveleen s bower, when to, 520.\\nEven, gray-hooded, 243.\\nstar that ushers in the, 163.\\nsuch is time, 26.\\nsweet approach of, 230.\\ntenor of their way, 385.\\nushers in the, 163.\\nEven-handed justice, 118.\\nEvening air, fairer than the, 41.\\nbells, those, 523.\\nchime, faintly tolls the, 518.\\ncome in the, 680.\\ndews of the, carefully shim, 353.\\ndragon came, an, 242.\\nexhalation in the, 99.\\nflowers at shut of, 239.\\ngrateful, mild, 233.\\nnever morning wore to, 631.\\nnow came still, on, 233.\\nshades of, close, 677.\\nshades prevail, soon as the, 300.\\nsun shine sweetly, 428.\\ntwilight of the heart, 562.\\nwelcome peaceful, 4li0.\\nwhen it is, 840.\\nyet, was never, 651.\\nEvening s calm and happy hour, 488.\\nclose, at, 386.\\nEven-song, ringeth to, 19.\\nEvent, faculties to bear every, 742.\\nfar-off divine, 634.\\none, happeneth to all, 830.\\nsay not small, 643.\\nEvents, coming, 514.\\nconfused, 120.\\ncourse of human, 434.\\nnot to lead but follow, 746.\\nof fate s remote decrees, 343.\\nrepeat themselves, 726.\\nriver of passing, 752.\\nspirits of great, 504.\\nEventful history, this strange, 69.\\nEver and a day, for, 71.\\ncharming ever new, 358.\\ndo nothing but that, 78.\\nfair and ever young, 271.\\nhis time is for, 2C0.\\nof thee I m dreaming, 586.\\nthus from childhood s hour, 526.\\nEver-during dark surrounds me, 230.\\ngates, opened wide her, 236.\\nEvergreen tree of knowledge, 440.\\nEverlasting fame, damned to, 319.\\nfixed his canon, 127.\\nflint, wear out the, 107.\\nlove and eternal joy, 280.\\nnow, 261.\\nEverlasting, preordained from, 756.\\nredemption, condemned into, 53.\\nyawn confess, thy, 332.\\nEverlastingness, shoots of, 263.\\nEvermore thanks, 81.\\nEvery clime adored, in, 334.\\nfool will be meddling, 827.\\ninch a king, 148.\\nman for himself, 20, 787.\\nman has business and desire, 132.\\nman s work, 845.\\none as heaven made him, 788.\\none can master a grief, 51.\\none that asketh, 839.\\none that hath, unto, 841.\\nsweet its sour, 404.\\nvirtue under heaven, 329.\\nwhy hath a wherefore, 50, 210.\\nwoe a tear can claim, 548.\\nEverybody s business, 207.\\nEverything advantageous to life, 43.\\nby starts and nothing long, 268.\\ncomes if man will wait, 609.\\ncustom reconciles to, 407.\\ndevil at, 787.\\nfind a tale in, 466.\\ngood in, 67.\\nhandsome about him, 53.\\nhas two handles, 746.\\nis made of one hidden stuff, 601.\\nis nought, 517.\\nresult of change, 752. a\\nsans taste sans, 69.\\nthat pretty is, 159. tl\\nthat s old, I love, 171.\\nthere is a season to, 830.\\nthey that are above have ends in, 197.\\ntime tries the troth in, 18.\\nEverywhere be bold, 28.\\nhis place, 260.\\nthe gods see, 615.\\nthe sun shines, 76.\\nEvidence of things not seen, 848.\\nEvident, things true and, 746.\\nEvil, be ignorant in foreboding, 695. I\\nbe not overcome of, 844.\\nbe thou my good, 231.\\nbent on doing, 710.\\ncommunications, 846.\\ndays, though fallen on, 236.\\ndeath is not the worst, 696.\\nessence of good and, 744.\\nfeared God and eschewed, 816.\\nfor himself, man work, 693.\\nfor his good repay, 346.\\nfruit of a bad man, 693.\\ngood and good evil, 833.\\ngood from seeming, 357.\\ngoodness in things, 92.\\nignorance is the one only, 760.\\nis null, is nought, the, 649.\\nis wrought by want of thought, 584.\\nkeep thy tongue from, 819.\\nlove of money is the root of all, 848.\\nmanners live in brass, 100.\\nmoral, and of good, 466.\\nnew and untried, 778.\\nnews rides post, 242.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0964.jp2"}, "959": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n935\\nEvil, obscures the show of, G3.\\nof that purpose, I knew the, 698.\\nof the dead, speak not, 758.\\noldest and best known, 778.\\nout of good find means of, 223.\\npartial, universal good, 316.\\nrecompense to no man evil for, 844.\\nreport and good report, 846.\\nroot of all, love of money is the, 848.\\nsubmit to the present, 715.\\nthat men do lives after them, 113.\\nthereof, sufficient unto the day is the,\\n838.\\nthing that walks by night, 244.\\ntongue an unruly, 849.\\nuniversal good all partial, 316.\\nvice itself lost half its, 410.\\nwealth excludes but one, 373.\\nwhich I would not I do, 844.\\nEvils, less of two, 7.\\nphilosophy triumphs over past, 794.\\nthe school of mankind, 411.\\ntwo weak, 69.\\nExactness, with, grinds he all, 793.\\nExalted sat, Satan, 226.\\nExample from the fives of men, 705.\\njoy of past, 346.\\nprofit by their, 429.\\nresults of your own, 716.\\nsalutary influence of, 369.\\nthy stream my great, 257.\\nto deter, as an, 688.\\nou with thievery, 109.\\n.amples ior the instruction of youth,\\n411.\\nmore efficacious than precept, 368.\\nphilosophy teaching by, 304.\\nExceeding fair she was not, 35.\\ntall men, 166.\\nwise, fair-spoken, 101.\\nExceedingly beautiful, 499.\\nwell read, 86.\\nExcel, t is useless to, 377.\\nunstable thou shalt not, 813.\\nE Hence, fair divided, 78.\\nin a wondrous, 163.\\nit cannot reach, hates that, 355.\\nsmallest scruple of her, 46.\\nto maturity, 713.\\nExcellent dumb discourse, 43.\\nin neither, 163.\\nknowledge of what is, 727.\\nthing in woman, 149.\\nto have a giant s strength, 48.\\nExcelling nature, pattern of, 156.\\nExcels all earthly bliss, 22c\\nanother, one man, 702.\\nthe quirks of blazoning pens, 151.\\nException prove the rule, 187.\\nExcess, desire of knowledge in, 165.\\ndesire of power in, 165.\\nnothing in, 757.\\nof glory obscured, 225.\\nof it, give me, 74.\\nof light, blasted with, 382.\\ni of wealth is cause of covetousness, 41.\\nour own prodigal, 483.\\nto be blamed, 195.\\nExcess, wasteful and ridiculous, 79.\\nExchequer of the poor, 81.\\nrob me the, 86.\\nExcise our brains, 413.\\nExcitement, be not hurried by, 746.\\nExcrement, general, 109.\\nExcuse, fault worse by the, 80.\\nfor being, beauty is its own, 599.\\nfor the glass, she 11 prove, 442.\\nI will not, 605.\\nin her face, came prologue, 239.\\nExcused his devilish deeds, 232.\\nExcusing a fault makes it worse, 80.\\nExecrable shape, what art thou, 229.\\nExecute the villany you teach me, 63.\\ntheir airy purposes, 224.\\nExecutes a freeman s will, 538.\\nExemplary, lives in acts, 36.\\nExempt from public haunt, 67.\\nExercise, for cure depend on, 270.\\nstrength of mind, 317.\\nthe principle of health, 358.\\nthe sad mechanic, 631.\\nExhalation, like a bright, 99.\\nrose like an, 225.\\nExhalations of the dawn, 504.\\nExhaled and went to heaven, 308.\\nhe was, 270.\\nExhausted worlds, 366.\\nExhilarate the spirit, 417.\\nExile from home, 568.\\nof Erin, poor, 515.\\nExiles feed on hope, 695.\\nExistence, I called the new world into,\\n464.\\nlove is woman s sole, 556.\\nsoul secured in her, 299.\\nstruggle for, 622.\\nExit, called to make our, 436.\\nExits and their entrances, 69.\\nExpatiate free o er all this, 314.\\nExpatiates in a life to come, 315.\\nExpectancy and rose of the state, 136.\\nExpectation, better bettered, 50.\\nfails, oft, 73.\\nmakes a blessing dear, 256.\\nrise, bids, 398.\\nto bury them, merely in, 222.\\nExpects nothing, blessed who, 347.\\nExpediency, a principle not, 609.\\nparty honesty is party, 669.\\nExpedient to forget sometimes, 709.\\nExpedients with such a king, 352.\\nExpensive, gratitude is, 430.\\nExperience be a jewel, 45.\\nfrom home, 568.\\ngained my, 70.\\nignorant in spite of, 376.\\nkeeps a dear school, 360.\\nlamp of, 429.\\nmade him sage, long, 348.\\nold, do attain, 250.\\nsharp mordant of, 663.\\ntells in every soil, 395.\\nto make me sad, 71.\\nExperiment, full tide of successful, 435.\\nExplain a thing till all doubt, 332.\\nspoil it by trying to, 441.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0965.jp2"}, "960": {"fulltext": "936\\nINDEX.\\nExplain the asking eye, 328.\\nExpletives their feeble aid to join, 324.\\nExploits, glorious, 727.\\nExplore the thought, 328.\\nExpose thyself to feel, 147.\\nExposition of sleep, I have an, 58.\\nExpress and admirable in form, 134.\\nmore than painting can, 301.\\nnot so much to, as to conceal, 403.\\nExpressed in fancy, not, 130.\\nthought but ne er so well, 323.\\nExpression, beyond, 178.\\nExpressive silence, come then, 357.\\nExquisite, joys too, 496.\\nExquisitely fine, how, 316.\\nExtant, the story is, 138.\\nExtend a mother s breath, 328.\\nExtent, my offending hath this, 149.\\nExtenuate, as for the brandy nothing, 597.\\nnothing, 156.\\nExterior, fair, a recommendation, 709.\\nExtravagant and erring spirit, 126.\\nExtreme diseases, 700.\\nfew in the, 318.\\nhate in the like, 345.\\nperplexed in the, 156.\\nremedies, 700.\\nExtremes by change more fierce, 228.\\nheard so oft in worst, 224.\\nin man and nature, 317, 322.\\nmeet, 808.\\nExtremity, a daring pilot in, 267.\\nin man s most dark, 492.\\nExultations, agonies and loves, 471.\\nEye and prospect of his soul, 53.\\napple of his, 814.\\napple of the, 818.\\nbear welcome in your, 117.\\nbehind you, an you had any, 76.\\nbend your, on vacancy, 141.\\nblack is a pearl in woman s, 35.\\nblow the horrid deed in every, 118.\\nbrighter when we come, 556.\\ncould not scape the Almighty s, 314.\\ncourtier s soldier s, 136.\\nday s garish, 250.\\ndefiance in their, 395.\\ndid see that face, 23.\\ndissolved in dew, 427.\\ndistinguish not by the, 715.\\ndon t view me with a critic s, 459.\\nexplain the asking, 328.\\nfades in his, 298.\\nfire in each, 326.\\nfor eye tooth for tooth, 813.\\nforesees, whose certain, 343.\\nfringed curtains of thine, 43.\\nglad me with its soft black, 526.\\ngreat, of heaven, 27.\\ngreat task-master s, 252.\\nguard me with a watchful, 300.\\nhalf hidden from the, 469.\\nharmony in her bright, 259.\\nharvest of a quiet, 471.\\nhearing ear and seeing, 827.\\nheaven in her, 237.\\nhide her shame from every, 403.\\nI have a good, 50.\\nEye in a fine frenzy rolling, 59.\\nin my mind s, 128.\\nlack-lustre, looking on it with, G8.\\nlight of a dark, 544.\\nlight of a pleasant, 655.\\nlight of the body is the, 838.\\nlike Mars to threaten, 140.\\nlion heart and eagle, 392.\\nlocked up from mortal, 258.\\nlooks with a threatening, 79.\\nlooks yellow to the jaundiced, 325.\\nlovely in her husband s, 465.\\nman a microscopic, 316.\\nmuse on nature with a poet s, 513.\\nnature s walks, 375.\\nnegotiate for itself, 51.\\nno, hath seen such scarecrows, 86.\\nnot satisfied with seeing, 830.\\nof a needle, camel through the, 840.\\nof childhood fears a painted devil, 120.\\nof the day, 6, 251, 434.\\nof Greece, Athens the, 241.\\nof heaven, beauteous, 79.\\nof heaven visits, places that the, 80.\\nof nature, lived in, 468.\\nof newt and toe of frog, 123.\\nof solitude, that inward, 475.\\nof the intellect, 579.\\nof time, 345.\\nof vulgar light, 520.\\none auspicious and dropping, 127.\\nopen alle night with, 1.\\nperil in thine, 105.\\npostern of a small needle s, 82.\\npower behind the, 603.\\nprecious seeing to the, 56.\\npupil of the human, 518.\\nsaw me it gave witness to me, 817.\\nsleep all night with open, 1.\\nsmile in her, 582.\\nstill-soliciting, 146.\\nsublime declared, 232.\\nsuch beauty as a woman s, 55.\\nsun cannot be looked at with a steady,\\n794.\\ntear in her, 489.\\ntear stands trembling in her, 343.\\nthat inward, 475.\\nthe seeing, 827.\\nto watch, no, 522.\\ntwinkling of an, 62, 846.\\nunborrowed from the, 467.\\nunforgiving, an, 442.\\nunpresumptuous, 421.\\nupward glancing of an, 497.\\nwas dim and cold, his, 589.\\nwas in itself a soul, that 550.\\nwas not dim, his, 814.\\nwas on the censer, 636.\\nwatch in every old man s, 106.\\nwave before the half-shut, 357.\\nwelcome in your, your hand, 117.\\nwhere feeling plays, an, 486.\\nwhich hath the merriest, 93.\\nwhite wench s black, 106.\\nwho sees with equal, 315.\\nwill mark our coming, 556.\\nwith a watchful, 300.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0966.jp2"}, "961": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n937\\nEye, with his glittering, 498.\\n.with threatening, 79.\\nEyes and eares and every thought, 23.\\nare dim with childish tears, my, 471.\\nare homes of silent prayer, 632.\\nare in his mind, his, 503.\\nas stars of twilight fair, 474.\\nbend on me thy tender, 607.\\nblack, and lemonade, 519.\\nbook in many s, 104.\\nclose up his, 94.\\nclosed his, in endless night, 382.\\ncobwebs out of my, 790.\\ncynosure of neighbouring, 248.\\ndear as these, 280.\\ndid once inhabit, holes where, 96.\\ndisplayed the joy of youth, 444.\\ndrink to me only with thine, 179.\\neloquence of, 339.\\nfear of G-od before their, 844.\\ngifts that took all, 600.\\nglow like the sparks of fire, 202.\\ngood for sore, 292.\\ngospel-light from Bullen s, 387.\\nhands were never made to tear each\\nother s, 302.\\nhappiness through another man s, 71.\\nhath not a Jew, 63.\\nhell to choose love by another s, 57.\\nI will not give sleep to mine, 824.\\nin scorn of, 96.\\ninnocence closing up his, 40.\\nkindling her undazzled, 255.\\nladies whose bright, 249.\\nlight that lies in woman s, 522.\\nlight that visits these sad, 383.\\nlike stars start from their spheres,\\n131.\\nlook your last, 109.\\nlooked love to eyes, 542.\\nlove darting, 246.\\nlove looks not with the, 57.\\nmake pictures when shut, 502.\\nman may see with no, 148.\\nman with large gray, 472.\\nMarlborough s, 365.\\nmay weep, those watchful, 511.\\nmeet far off, when, 274.\\nnight has a thousand, 6G9.\\nno speculation in those, 122.\\nnot a friend to close his, 271.\\nnot yet created, 162.\\nof a fool, 827.\\nof gallery critics, 419.\\nof my cash-box, 798.\\nof sentiment, pluck the, 635.\\nof unholy blue, 521.\\noffensive to my, 296.\\nope their golden, 159.\\npearls that were his, 42.\\nplay the woman with mine, 124.\\npleasant sights salute the, Goo.\\npoorly satisfy our, 174.\\nquaint enamelled, 247.\\nrain influence, 249.\\nread their history in a nation s, 385.\\nreflecting gem% 96.\\nsans, sans teeth, 69.\\nEyes, severe, 69.\\nshall cry my, out, 787.\\nshe gave me ears she gave me, 469.\\nshow his, and grieve his heart, 123.\\nshut, he could go there with his, 761.\\nsights of death within mine, 96.\\nsought the west afar, 487.\\nsoul sitting in thine, 249.\\nsoul within her, 554.\\nstar-like, 200.\\nstood with stupid, 273.\\nstreaming, and breaking hearts, 625.\\nsublime with tears, 620.\\nsuch beaming, 520.\\nsweeter than the lids of Juno s, 77.\\nsweetest, were ever seen, 621.\\ntears gather to the, 630.\\nthat shone now dimmed, 523.\\nthat would not look on me, 442.\\nthe break of day, 49.\\nthe glow-worm lend thee, 202.\\nthey strike mine, 178.\\nthy dying, were closed, 335.\\nto the blind feet to the lame, 817.\\nunto dying, 630.\\nwanton, 833.\\nwere closed, thy dying, 335.\\nwere made for seeing, 599.\\nwhere er I turn my ravished, 299.\\nwhich fail with wakefulness, 590.\\nwhose subdued, 157.\\nwill not give sleep to mine, 824.\\nwipe my weeping, 303.\\nwiped our, 69.\\nwith his half -shut, 326.\\nwomen s, from, 56.\\nEyeballs roll, lips tremble and, 333.\\nEyebrow, ballad to his mistress 69.\\nEyelids heavy and red, 585.\\nof the morn, opening, 247.\\nslumber to mine, 824.\\nweigh down my, 89.\\nEyesight, treasure of his, 104.\\nEyne, Bacchus with pink, 158.\\nFable, in a Libyan, 696.\\nread my little, 629.\\nFables and legends of the Talmud, 166.\\nFabric, huge, rose like an exhalation,\\n225.\\nof the sky, 342.\\nof this vision, baseless, 43.\\nrose silently as a dream, 421.\\nthe mystic, sprung, 535.\\nFace, apparitions start into her, 52.\\nAurora shows her brightening, 357.\\nbury me on my, 763?\\ncall it fair not pale, 500.\\ncan t I commend another s, 377.\\nclimber-upward turns his, 111.\\ncontinual! comfort in a, 23.\\ndisasters in his morning, 397.\\ndivine, human, 230.\\nexcuse in her, 239*\\nfamiliar with her, 317.\\nfeatures of my father s, 552.\\nfiner form or lovelier, 490.\\ngarden in her, there is a, 685.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0967.jp2"}, "962": {"fulltext": "938\\nINDEX.\\nFace, give me a look give me a, 178.\\nGod has given you one, 136.\\nhides a shining, 423.\\nin his morning, 397.\\nin many a solitary place, 468.\\nin the moon, 7G6.\\nin the sweat of thy, 812.\\nis as a book, 117.\\nlabour bears a lovely, 182.\\nlike a benediction, 785.\\nlike a blessing, 785.\\nlike the milky way, 256.\\nlook on her, and you 11 forget, 325t\\nmagic of a, 200.\\nman had fixed his, as if the, 468.\\nmind s construction in the, 117,\\nmusic breathing from her, 550.\\nmusic of her, 259.\\nnever eie did see that, 23.\\nno odious furrows in my, 445.\\nnose on a man s face, 44, 192, 772,\\n785.\\nnose upon his, 415,\\nocean on whose awful, 610-\\no er which a thousand shadows go,\\n4S6.\\nof heaven so fine, 107.\\nof joy we wear a, 471.\\none beloved, on earth, 552.\\npardoned all except her, 559.\\nprincely counsel in his, 227.\\nsaw the manners in the, 367.\\nshining morning, 69.\\nshyned bright, her angels, 27.\\nsome awful moment, 476.\\nspit in my, 84.\\nstirred with her dream, 558.\\nten commandments in your, 93.\\nthat launched a thousand ships, 41.\\nthat makes simplicity a grace, 178^\\nto feel the mist in my, 650.\\ntransmitter of a foolish, 354.\\ntruth has such a, 269.\\numbered, see the other s, 92\\nvisit her, too roughly, 128.\\nwave with dimpled, 681.\\nFaces, dusk, with turbans, 240.\\nnone alike, 218.\\nof the poor, grind the, 833.\\nsea of upturned, 493, 531.\\nthe old familiar, 509.\\nFacility of the octosyllabic verse, 550.\\nFacing fearful odds, 593.\\nFacts and the laws, 671.\\nangularity of, 601.\\nare stubborn things, 392, 800,\\nfor poor men s, 36.\\nimagination for his, 443.\\nFaculties, benumbs all his, 369\\nhath borne his, 118.\\nto bear every event, 742.\\nFaculty divine, visions and, 479.\\nevery, contemplates certain things,\\n744.\\ninfinite in, 134.\\nthat forms thy judgment, 750.\\nFade, all that s bright must, 522.\\nas a leaf, we all do, 835.\\nFade, dazzle as they, 492.\\nmay flourish or may, 396.\\nnothing of him that doth, 42.\\nthy eternal summer shall not, 161.\\nFaded like the nioming dew, 513.\\non the crowing of the cock, 127.\\nFades a summer cloud, so, 434.\\nin his eye, 298.\\nFading are the joys we dote upon, 281.\\nhonours of the dead, 487.\\nin music, a swan-like end, 63.\\nnever, serenity of countenance, 299.\\nFaery elves whose midnight revels, 225.\\nlands forlorn, 575.\\nQueen, read the, 663.\\nFagots and fagots, there are, 797.\\nFail, if this, 245.\\nif we should, 118.\\nno such word as, 606=\\nnor fall, never to, 745.\\nnot ashamed to, 366.\\nnot for sorrow, 641.\\nthey never, who die in a great cause,\\noo5.\\nwe will not, 118.\\nFails, oft expectation, 73.\\nFailed the bright promise, 535.\\nFailing, every, but their own, 548.\\nFailings leaned to virtue s side, 396.\\nFain die a dry death, 42.\\nwould I but I dare not, 25.\\nwould I climb yet fear I to fall, 26.\\nFaint and fear to live alone, 569.\\nheart ne er won fair lady, 789.\\nin the day of adversity, 828.\\nso spiritless so, 88.\\nwhy should we, 569.\\nFair, all that is, by nature good, 29.\\nand crystal river, 180.\\nand ever young, ever, 271.\\nand good as she, 179.\\nand never proud, 151.\\nand softly goes far, 785.\\nand unpolluted flesh, 144\\nas a star, 469.\\nbrave deserves the, 271.\\nchaste and unexpressive she, 70.\\ndaffadills we weep to see, 202.\\nday after the, 12.\\ndie because a woman s, 199.\\ndivided excellence, 78.\\neunuchs guardians of the, 310.\\nfat and forty, 495.\\nfor all that is, 29.\\nfound out a gift for my, 3S0.\\ngood as she was, 455.\\ngood-night, to each a, 490.\\nGreece sad relic, 541.\\nhand that hath made you, 49.\\nhumanities of old religion, 504.\\nif ladies be but young and, 68.\\nin death, speak me, 65.\\nis foul foul is fair, 115.\\nis she not passing, 44.\\nlaughs the morn, 383.\\nlov d the brightest, 377.\\nmaidens are commonly fortunate, 33.\\nmatchless Ganymed divinely, 340.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0968.jp2"}, "963": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n939\\nFair Melrose, would st view, 487.\\nnot pale, call it, 500.\\nor good alone, nothing is, 598.\\nround belly with capon lined, 69.\\nscience frowned not, 386.\\nshe spake full, 1.\\nshe was not exceeding, 35.\\nso deadly, 518.\\nspirit rest thee now, 570.\\nspoken and persuading, 101.\\nsupreme ambition to be, 377.\\nsweet and, she seems to be, 220.\\nthe rose looks, 162.\\nto fair he flew, from, 489.\\ntoo, to worship, 564.\\ntresses insnare, 326.\\nundress best dress, 357.\\nweather it will be, 840.\\nweather out of the north, 817.\\nwhat care I how, she be, 26, 199.\\nwomen and brave men, 542.\\nwords never hurt the tongue, 38.\\nwords, to give, 12.\\nyoung and so, 586.\\nZurich s waters, 677.\\nFairer, she never studied to be, 35.\\nspirit conveyed, 313.\\nthan the day, be she, 199.\\nthan the evening air, 41.\\nFairest of fair Zurich s daughters, 677.\\nof her daughters Eve, 232.\\nof stars, 235.\\nFairies coachmakers, 104.\\nmidwife, 104.\\nFairy elves. 225.\\nfiction drest, by, 383.\\nhands their knell is rung, 389.\\nof the mine, swart, 245.\\ntakes nor witch hath power, 127.\\ntales did tell, 583.\\nFairy-like music, what, 677.\\nFaith a passionate intuition, 4S1.\\namaranthine flower of, 482.\\nand hope, animated by, 369.\\nand hope, world will disagree in, 318.\\nand morals Milton held. 472.\\nbelief ripened into, 481.\\nbible is a book of, 530.\\nfanatic, 525.\\nhas centre everywhere, 632.\\nhe hath denied the. S47.\\nherself is half confounded, 673.\\nI have kept the. 84S.\\nin honest doubt, 633.\\nin some nice tenets, 260.\\nin womankind, 630.\\ninflexible in, 428.\\nis kneeling by his bed. 40.\\nis the substance of tilings hoped for,\\n848.\\nman should render reason for his, 460.\\nmirror of constant, 342.\\nmodes of, for, 318.\\nnow abideth, 845.\\nof many made for one, 318.\\nof reason, no longer in the, 504.\\nperhaps wrong, 260.\\nplain and simple, 114.\\nFaith, pure-eyed, 243.\\nsimple, more than Xorman blood, 624,\\nthat right makes might, 622.\\nthat wears well, 663.\\ntriumphant over fears, 615.\\nunfaithful kept him, 629.\\nwe walk by, not by sight, 846.\\nwho breaks his, 784.\\nFaith s defender, the, 351.\\npure shrine, 569.\\nFaithful below he did his duty, 436.\\ndog bear him company, 315.\\nfound among the faithless, 235.\\nin action in honour clear, 323.\\nloves shall moralize my song, 27.\\nonly he, 235.\\nthe wounds of a friend, 829.\\nunto death, be thou, 849.\\nFaithfull frends, fallyng out of, 21.\\nFaithless, among the, faithful, 235.\\nFalcon towering in her pride, 120.\\nFalcons, hopes like towering, 287.\\nFall, brook with many a, 455.\\nby dividing we, 426.\\ncaused man to, 165.\\ncaused the angels to, 165.\\ndivided we, 595.\\nfain would I climb yet fear to, 26.\\nhaughty spirit before a, 826.\\nhe that is down needs fear no, 266.\\nit had a dying, 74.\\nnever to fail or, 745.\\nno lower, he that s down can, 212.\\nof a sparrow, 145.\\nout and chide and fight, 302.\\npride will have a, 13.\\nsome, some grow, 338.\\ntake heed lest he, 845.\\nthough free to, 230.\\nto us is adverse, descent and, 226.\\nwhat a, was there, 114.\\nFalls as I do, 99.\\nas the leaves do, 184.\\nearly or too late, 1 3.\\nlike Lucifer, 99.\\nshallow rivers to whose, 41.\\nwith the leaf, 184.\\nFallen, arise or be forever, 224.\\nBabylon is, 833.\\nfrom grace, 846.\\nfrom his high estate, 271.\\nhow are the mighty, 815.\\ninto the sere the yellow leaf, 124.\\nLucifer how art thou, 833.\\non evil days, though, 236.\\nFallest a blessed martyr, 100.\\nFalling at intervals upon the ear, 422.\\nfear s as bad as, 160.\\nin melody back, 504.\\nman, cruelty to load a, 101.\\nman, press not a. 99.\\nof a tear, the, 497.\\nwith a falling state, 336.\\nworld, secure amidst a, 300.\\nFallings from us vanishings, 478.\\nFalling-off was there, what a, 132.\\nFallyng out of faithfull frends, 21.\\nFalse and fleeting as t is fair, 535.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0969.jp2"}, "964": {"fulltext": "940\\nINDEX.\\nFalse and hollow, all was, 226.\\nas dicers oaths, 140.\\nfires, kindles on the coast, 484.\\nframed to make women, 151.\\nfugitive, 229.\\nhistory must be, 304.\\nphilosophy, 228.\\nscience, the glare of, 428.\\nthou wouldst not play, 117.\\nto any man, canst not be, 130.\\nwhat was new was, 374.\\nFalsehood and truth grapple, 255.\\nframed, heart for, 442.\\nhath a goodly outside, 61.\\nno, can endure, 234.\\nstrife of truth with, 657.\\nunder saintly shew, 232.\\nwedded to some dear, 525.\\nFalsely luxurious man, 355.\\nFalstaff sweats to death, 84.\\nFalter not for sin, 641.\\nto, would be sin, 653.\\nFame, above all Roman, 329.\\nblush to find it, 329.\\nchurch to God not to, 322.\\ndamned to, 354.\\ndamned to everlasting, 319.\\ndeath-bed of, 514.\\nearth sounds my, 344.\\nelates thee, while, 519.\\nfamily of, 501.\\nfool to, nor yet a, 327.\\nfor a pot of ale, 91.\\nfrom the field of his, 563.\\ngives immortal, 311.\\ngrant an honest, 333.\\ngreat heir of, 251.\\nhard to climb the steep of, 428.\\nhath created something of nothing,\\n222.\\nI slight, nor, 333.\\nis ephemeral, 752.\\nis no plant, 247.\\nis the spur, 247.\\nmartyrdom of, 552.\\nmost infamous are fond of, 413.\\nnor yet a fool to, 327.\\nnothing can cover his high, 198.\\non lesser ruins built, 258.\\nover his living head, 505.\\nrich in barren, 344.\\nshade that follows wealth or, 402.\\nthat comes after life, 750.\\nthe pious fool outlives in, 296.\\nthe rolls of, 345.\\nthen was cheap, 275.\\nto patch up his, 412.\\ntoo fond of, 747.\\ntoo mighty such monopoly of, 189\\nunknown to, 339.\\nunknown to fortune and to, 386.\\nwhat is the end of, 556.\\nwhat rage for, 431.\\nFame s eternal bead-roll, 28.\\neternal camping ground, 681.\\nladder, ascended, 655.\\nproud temple, 428.\\nFamiliar as his garter, 91.\\nFamiliar as household words, 92.\\nas the rose in spring, 752.\\nbe thou, but not vulgar, 129.\\nbeast to man and signifies love, 45.\\nbeauty soon grows, 298.\\nbut not coarse, 369.\\nclothing the palpable and, 504.\\ncreature, good wine is a, 152.\\nfaces, the old, 509.\\nfriend, mine own, 851.\\nwith her face, 317.\\nwith his hoary locks, 588.\\nFamiliarity breeds contempt, 712.\\ncontempt upon, 45.\\nFamiliarly talks of roaring lions, 78.\\nFamilies, but two, in the world, 789.\\nmost ancient, 190.\\nof fame, all the, 501.\\nof yesterday, 286.\\nFamily, children of one, 302.\\nfather of a, 748.\\nFamine, his, should be filled, 229.\\nis in thy cheeks, 108.\\nphilanthropists in time of, 597.\\nthey that die by, 283.\\nFamous by my pen, 257.\\nby my sword, 257.\\nfound myself, 560.\\nfounders of civilization, 531.\\norators repair, thence to the, 241.\\nto all ages, 254.\\nvictory, it was a, 507.\\nFamoused for fight, 161.\\nFan me while I sleep, 418.\\nbrain him with his lady s, 84.\\nFanatic faith wedded fast, 525.\\nFancies do we affect, sad, 483.\\nmen s more giddy, 75.\\nthick-coming, 125.\\nFancy bred, where is, 63.\\nbright-eyed, 382.\\nby hopeless, feigned, 630.\\nchuckle, makes one s, 266.\\ndraws, gives a glimpse and, 378.\\nfed, hope is theirs by, 381.\\nfood of sweet and bitter, 71.\\nfree, maiden meditation, 58.\\nhis imperial, 457.\\nhome-bound, 594.\\nlike the finger of a clock, 420.\\nmost excellent, 144.\\nmotives of more, 74.\\nnot expressed in, 130.\\npainted her, all my, 682.\\nreason virtue, 357.\\nwhispers of, 367.\\nyoung man s, 625.\\nyouthful poet s, 301.\\nFancy s child, Shakespeare, 249.\\ncourse, impediments in, 74.\\nmaze, wandered long in, 328.\\nmeteor ray, misled by, 447.\\nrays the hills adorning, 447.\\nFanny, Lord, spins, 328.\\nFanny s way, pretty, 305.\\nFantasies, no figures nor no, 111.\\nour lightest, 656.\\nthousand, begin to throng, 243.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0970.jp2"}, "965": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n941\\nFantasy, nothing but vain, 105.\\nFantasy s hot fire, 488.\\nFantastic, alike, if too new or old, 324.\\nas a woman s mood, 492.\\nfickle fierce and vain, 491.\\nif too new or old alike, 324.\\nsummer s heat, 81.\\ntoe, light, 248.\\ntoys, painted trifles and, 391.\\ntricks, plays such, 48.\\nFantastical, not in fashion is, 191.\\nFantastically carved, 90.\\nFar above the great, 382.\\namid the melancholy main, 357.\\nas angels ken, 223.\\nas the breeze can bear, 550.\\nas the solar walk, 315.\\nbeneath the gocd how, 382.\\nfrom gay cities, 345.\\nfrom mortal cares, 534.\\nfrom the lips we love, 521.\\nfrom the madding crowd, 385.\\nhe seems so near and yet so, G33.\\nless sweet to live, 521.\\noff his coming shone, 233.\\npress not a falling man too, 99.\\nstretched greatness, 27.\\nFarce is done, the, 770.\\nplayed by kings and republics, 777.\\nFardels bear, who would, 136.\\nFare, brown bread and the gospel is good,\\n283.\\nthee well and if forever, 552.\\nthee well, isle of beauty, 581.\\nFired worse, further and, 17.\\nFarewell a long farewell, 99.\\na word that must be, 548.\\nbade the world, 513.\\ncontent, 154.\\nforever and forever, 115.\\ngoes out sighing, 102.\\nhappy field?, 223.\\nhope fear remorse, 231.\\nI only feel farewell, 539.\\nif ever fondest prayer, 539.\\nmercy sighed, 551.\\nthat fatal word, 551.\\nthe neighing steed, 154.\\nthe plumsd troop, 154.\\nthe tranquil mind, 154.\\nto all mv greatness, 99.\\nto every fear I 11 bid, 303.\\nto Lochaber, 671.\\nto thee Araby s daughter, 526.\\nFarewells to the dying, 015.\\nFar-heard whisper, 498.\\nFar-off divine event, one, 634.\\nthings, old unhappy, 473.\\nunattained and dim, 680.\\nFarm, each reaps on his own, 701.\\nmoderate sized, 693.\\nof the world, 508.\\nFarmer, I have fed like a, 293.\\nFarmers, embattled, 599.\\nFarther from God near the church, 283.\\noff from heaven, 583.\\nFarthing candle to the sun, 311.\\nFascinate, blandishments will not, 436.\\nFascination of a name, 422.\\nFashion, fantastical that is not in, 191.\\ngarment out of, 160.\\nglass of, 136.\\nhigh Roman, 159.\\nof a new doublet, carving the, 51.\\nof his hat, his faith the, 50.\\nof these times, 67.\\nof this world passeth away, 845.\\nout of the world as out of, 296.\\nthe world s new, 54.\\nwears out more apparel, 52.\\nFashions, in words as with, 324.\\nFashion s brightest arts, 398.\\nFashionable topics, 402.\\nFashioned so slenderly, 586.\\nFashioneth their hearts alike, 819.\\nFast and loose, 55,\\nbind fast find, 10.\\nby a brook, 428.\\nby the oracle of God, 223.\\nhold, that which is, 847.\\nin fires, confined to, 131.\\nsome break their, 263.\\nspare, 249.\\ntoo late who goes too, 712.\\nFast-anchored isle, 418.\\nFast-flitting meteor, 561.\\nFast-flying cloud, 561.\\nFasten him as a nail, 834.\\nFasting for a good man s love, 70.\\nFat and greasy citizens, 67.\\ncontentions, 253.\\ndividends, incarnation of, 564.\\nfair and forty, 495.\\nfeed, the ancient grudge, 61.\\nI am resolved to grow, 275.\\nis in the fire, 9.\\nlaugh and be, 670.\\nliberal soul shall be made, 826.\\nmen about me that are, 111.\\nmore, than bard beseems, 357.\\nmust stand upon his bottom, 265.\\noily man of God, 357.\\none of them is, and grows old, 84.\\noxen, who drives. 375.\\nthings, feast of, S34.\\nwaxed, and kicked, 814.\\nweed on Lethe wharf, 131.\\nFatal and perfidious bark, 247.\\nbellman, the owl, 119.\\ngift of beauty, the, 545.\\nhands, their, 229.\\nshadows that walk by us, 183.\\nso sweet was ne er so, 156.\\nword farewell, 551.\\nFate and wish agree, did my, 489.\\nbinding nature fast in, 334.\\ncannot harm me, 461.\\ncowards mock the patriot s, 681.\\ncries out. my, 131.\\ndisplay, thy future, 344.\\neach cursed his, 672.\\neagle s, and mine are one, 219.\\neternal doom of, 29.\\nfixed, freewill, foreknowledge, 228.\\nforced by, 274.\\ngave me whate er else denied, 661.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0971.jp2"}, "966": {"fulltext": "942\\nINDEX.\\nFate, hanging breathless on thy, 615.\\nhas wove the thread of life, 343.\\nhe either fears his, too much, 257.\\nheart for any, 612.\\nheart for every, 553.\\nheaven hides the book of, 315.\\nitself could awe the soul of Richard,\\n296.\\nlimits of a vulgar, 382.\\nman is never wide of his, 599.\\nman meets his, 307.\\nman the fool of, 346.\\nno armour against, 209.\\nno man appears to tell their, 344.\\nno one is so accursed by, 613.\\nof mighty monarchs, 350.\\nof Rome, big with the, 297.\\nseemed to wind him up, 276.\\nsits on these dark battlements, 458.\\nstamp of, 337.\\nstruggling in the storms of, 336.\\ntake a bond of, 123.\\nthings produced by, 765.\\nto bear is to conquer our, 515.\\ntorrent of his, 366.\\ntrue as, 182.\\nwhere the good man meets his, 307.\\nwhy should they know their, 381.\\nwith a heart for any, 612.\\nFates and destinies, 62.\\nmen are masters of their, 110.\\nof mortal men, the, 341.\\nwills and, so contrary run, 138.\\nFate s remote decrees, 343.\\nFather Abram, 62.\\nall the world and one s, 797.\\nand mother, honour thy, 695.\\nand my friend, my, 278.\\nantic the law, 83.\\ncraves a booby son, booby, 310.\\nfeeds his flocks, 392. _\\nhave a turnip than his, 375.\\nher, loved me, 150.\\nhoarding went to hell, 95.\\nlies, full fathom five thy, 42.\\nmother brethren all in thee, 338.\\nmy, made them all, 421.\\nno more like my, 128.\\nof a family, 748.\\nof all in every age, 334.\\nof the man, the child is, 469.\\nSon and Holy Ghost, 278.\\nto that thought, wish was, 90.\\nwas before him, happy that his, 293.\\nWilliam, you are old, 506.\\nwise, knows his own child, 62.\\nwise son maketh a glad, 825.\\nFathers, ashes of his, 593.\\nhave eaten sour grapes, 835.\\nsins of the, 699.\\nwhere are thy, 836.\\nworshipped stocks, our, 252.\\nFather s brother, my, 128.\\nface, features of my, 552.\\nhouse, chimneys in my, 94.\\nhouse, daughters of my, 76.\\nhouse, many mansions in my, 843.\\njoy mother s pride, 492.\\nFather s spirit, I am thy, 131.\\nFathered, so, and so husbanded, 112.\\nFather-in-law, fine thing to be, 454.\\nFatherly, I cannot lift it up, 657.\\nFathom five, thy father lies full, 42.\\nfive, under the Rialto, 554.\\nline could never touch ground, 84.\\nFatigued with life, 513.\\nFattest hog in Epicurus sty, 393.\\nFault against the dead, 127.\\ncondemn the, and not the actor, 47.\\nevery man has his, 109.\\nexcusing of a, makes it worse, 80.\\ngrows two thereby, 205.\\nhe that does one, 301.\\nI see, hide the, 334.\\nin great matters, 724.\\nis not in our stars, 110.\\njust hint a, 327.\\nof a penetrating wit, 796.\\nof angels and of gods, 335.\\nof fools, wise men avoid the, 725.\\none loves him better for all his, 401.\\non one side, 796.\\npolitical, 805.\\nproudly clung to their first, 643.\\nrich without a, 337.\\nseeming monstrous, 70.\\ntheir stars were more in, 287.\\nto heaven to nature, 127.\\nFaults, all his, observed, 115.\\nbe blind to her, 287.\\nEngland with all her, 413.\\nEngland with all thy, 418.\\nif he had any, 399.\\nin vain you quote my, 511.\\nlie gently on him, 100.\\nmen moulded out of, 50.\\nthou hast no, 295.\\nto be conscious of no, 579.\\nto scan, careless their, 396.\\nto see all others 319.\\nworld of vile ill-favoured, 46.\\nFaultily faultless, 631.\\nFaultless body, 342.\\nmonster, 279.\\npiece to see, thinks a, 323.\\nFavour is deceitful, 829.\\nmust come to this, 144.\\nFavours are denied, when, 362.\\ncall, nor for her, 333.\\ngiven, pleased with, 362.\\nhangs on princes 99.\\nlively sense of future, 304.\\nsweet and precious, 451.\\nFavourite has no friend, 381.\\nsin, his, 507.\\nto be a prodigal s, 475.\\nFavourites, early death, heaven gives its,\\n546.\\nFawne and crouch, 30.\\nFawning, thrift may follow, 137.\\nFayre and fetisly, spake f ul, 1.\\nFear, adored through, 421.\\nand bloodshed, 476.\\nand sorrow, pine with, 29.\\nbid farewell to every, 303.\\nboys with bugs, 72.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0972.jp2"}, "967": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n943\\nFear, cannot taint with, 124.\\ndeath in every hedge, 783.\\ndeath, men, 1G4.\\neach bush an officer, 95.\\nearly and provident, 411.\\nGod honour the king, 849.\\nGod nothing else to fear, 391.\\nin the night, imagining some, 59.\\nis affront, 313.\\nis as bad as falling, the, 1G0.\\nis sharp-sighted, 785.\\nmay force a man, 11.\\nmother of form and, 39.\\nno, in love, 849.\\nnot and be just, 100.\\nnot guilt, those who, 413.\\nnot to touch the best, 25.\\nof death, 711.\\nof God before their eyes, 844.\\no hell s a hangman s whip, 448.\\nof kings, 64.\\nperfect love casteth out, 849.\\nstrange that men should, 112.\\nthy nature, yet do I, 117.\\nto be we know not what, 276.\\nto die, cowards may, 26.\\nto fall yet fain would climb, 26.\\nto live alone, 569.\\nFears and saucy doubts, 122.\\ndo make us traitors, 123.\\nfaith triumphant o er our, 615.\\nGod and knows no other fear, 391.\\nhis fate too much, 257.\\nhope when it dawns from, 491.\\nhumanity with all its, 615.\\nhumble cares and delicate, 469.\\nmore, than wars or women have, 99.\\nno, to beat away, 482.\\nof the brave, 365.\\nour hopes belied our, 583.\\npresent, less than imaginings, 116.\\nprosperity is not without many, 164.\\nFearful adversaries, souls of, 95.\\ngoodness is never, 49.\\njoy, snatch a, 381.\\nodds, facing, 593.\\nsummons, upon a, 126.\\nFearfully and wonderfully made, 824.\\nFearing to attempt, 47.\\nFeast, as you were going to a, 178.\\nbeginning of a, 87.\\nchief nourisher in life s, 120.\\nenough is good as a, 20, 38, 363.\\ngorgeous, 246.\\nimagination of a, 81.\\ninvite your friend to a, 694.\\nmerry, great welcome makes a, 50.\\nmerry heart hath a continual, 826.\\nof Crispian, is called the, 92.\\nof fat things, 834.\\nof languages, have been at a, 56.\\nof nectared sweets, 245.\\nof reason and flow of soul, 328.\\nsat at any good man s, 68.\\nFeasts, wedlock compared to public, 176.\\nFeasting, house of, 830.\\npresence, full of light, 109.\\nFeather, a wit s a, chief a rod, 319.\\nFeather bed betwixt a wall, 211.\\nbirds of a, 191.\\ndrown a fly or waft a, 306.\\nfrom an angel s wing, 484.\\nher winged spirit is, 36.\\nif wafted downward, 614.\\nof his own, espied a, 219.\\non the fatal dart, his own, 539.\\nthat adorns the royal bird, 689.\\nFeathers, see their own, plucked, 518.\\nshe plumes her, 244.\\ntwo-legged animal without, 763.\\nFeathered Mercury, rise like, 86.\\nmy nest, 771.\\nFeats of broil and battle, 150.\\nFeature, cheated of, 95.\\noutward form and, 503.\\nso scented the grim, 239.\\nweeds of glorious, 30.\\nFeatures, homely, 246.\\nof men, differences in, 718.\\nof my father s face, 552.\\nFed of the dainties, bred in a book, 55.\\nshow lowly taught and highly, 73.\\nFederal union must be preserved, our,\\n458.\\nFee, set my life at a pin s, 131.\\nthe doctor, than, 270.\\nFees, contentions and, flowing, 253.\\nclear of the grave, 598.\\nFeeble, if virtue, were, 246.\\nmost forcible, 89.\\ntemper, man of such, 110.\\nFeed fat the ancient grudge, 61.\\nhe that doth the ravens, 67.\\nme with a shepherd s care, 300.\\nmy revenge if nothing else, 63.\\non floures and weeds, 30.\\non hope, to, 29.\\non prayers, 25.\\nFeeds and breeds bj r a composture, 109.\\nhimself his neighbor and me, 658.\\nFeeder, blasphemes his, 246.\\nFeel and to possess, 541.\\nanother s woe, teach me to, 334.\\nit most, those who, 566.\\nlike one who treads alone, 523.\\nno time to, 594.\\nthat I am happier than I know, 237.\\nthose who would make us, 412.\\nto feel what wretches, 147.\\nto hear to see to, 541.\\nwhich they themselves not, 53.\\nyour honour grip, 448.\\nFeels a thousand deaths, 308.\\nat each thread, 316.\\nmeanest thing that, 472.\\nthe noblest acts the best, 654.\\nthe wanton stings, 47.\\nFeeling deeper than thought, 653.\\neye where, plays, 486.\\nhearts touch them but rightly, 455.\\nhigh mountains are a, 543.\\nis quick and transient, 648.\\nof his business, 143.\\nof sadness and longing, 614.\\npetrifies the, 448.\\nplays, an eye where, 486.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0973.jp2"}, "968": {"fulltext": "944\\nINDEX.\\nFeeling, sensible to, as to sight, 119.\\nto the worse, gives greater, 81.\\nFeelings, great, came to them, 034.\\nto mortals given, some, 4 J1.\\nunemployed, waste of, 549.\\nFeet, at her, he bowed, 814.\\nbar my constant. 357.\\nbeneath her petticoat, 256.\\nclouted brogues from off my, 160.\\nevery turf beneath their, 515.\\nfriend s departing, 661.\\nhands wings or, 230.\\nhours with flying, 542.\\nlamp unto my, 823.\\nlie close about his, 034.\\nlike snails did creep, 202.\\nmany-twinkling, 382.\\nnailed on the bitter cross, 82.\\nof Gamaliel, at the, 843.\\nshoes were on their, 510.\\nstanding with reluctant, 614.\\nthrough faithless leather, 311.\\ntime s iron, 610.\\nto the foe, his, 514.\\nto the lame eyes to the blind, 817\\ntwo pale, crossed in rest, 667.\\nunderneath his, 23.\\nFeetur, haint one agreeable, 659.\\nFelicitie, what more, can fall, 30.\\nFelicities, nature s old, 486.\\nFelicity, absent thee from, 146.\\nand flower of wickedness, 057.\\nGod made man to enjoy, 746.\\nin fortune s favours, 737.\\nour own, we mike, 307.\\nFell, by that sin, the angels, 100.\\nDoctor, I do not love thee, 286.\\ndown, all of us, 114.\\ngreat Caesar, 114.\\nlike autumn fruit, 270.\\nlike stars, they, 490.\\nof hair would rouse and stir, 125.\\npurpose, shake my, 117.\\nswoop, at one, 124.\\nthough the brightest, 124.\\nFellow, covetous sordid, 352.\\ndies an honest, 184.\\nhail, well met, 290.\\nHannibal was a pretty, 295.\\nhook-nosed, of Rome, 90.\\nin a market-town, 432.\\nin the cellarage, hear this, 132.\\nin the firmament, 112.\\nmad, met me, 80.\\nmany a good tall, 83.\\nno feeling of his business, 143.\\nof but one idea, 371, 609.\\nof infinite jest, 144.\\nof no mark nor likelihood, 86.\\nof the selfsame flight, 60.\\nthat hath had losses, 53.\\nthat hath two gowns, 53.\\nthat will have no sovereign, 24.\\nthere s a lean, beats all, 181.\\ntouchy testy pleasant, 300.\\nvindictive and touchy, 730.\\nwant of it the, 319.\\nwith the best king, 93.\\nFellows, best king of good, 93.\\nnature hath framed strange, 59.\\nof the baser sort, 843.\\nwe re all good, together, 673.\\nyoung, will be young, 428.\\nFellow-fault to match it, 70.\\nFellow-feeling, help others out of, 1S5.\\nmakes one wondrous kind, 387.\\nFellow-men, one w r ho loves his, 536.\\nFellowship, manhood nor good, 83.\\nright hands of, 846.\\nFelony to drink small beer, 94.\\nFelt along the heart, 467.\\nas a man, thought as a sage, 428.\\ndarkness which may be, 813.\\nin the blood, 467.\\nthe halter draw, 440.\\nwith spirit so profound, 471.\\nFemale errors fall, if to her share, 325.\\nfriendship, elegance of, 308.\\nhunting for one fair, 272.\\nmouth, kisses from a, 554.\\nof sex it seems, 242.\\nFeminine, the vision, 594.\\nFence, cunning in, 70.\\nof rhetoric, dazzling, 246.\\nFens bogs dens, 228.\\nFerdinand Mentez Pinto, 294.\\nFern, grasshoppers under a, 410.\\nFerre as I can gesse, 6.\\nFestus I plunge, 643.\\nFetisly, fay re and, spake ful, 1.\\nFestivity, pleasant place of, 544.\\nFetterless, free and, 680.\\nFetters off, throws its last, 572.\\nFever, after life s fitful, 121.\\nFever of the world, the, 467.\\nso when a raging, burns, 303.\\nFew and far between, 514.\\nare chosen, many called but, 840.\\ndie and none resign, 435.\\nfit audience though, 236.\\ngrinders cease because they are, 831.\\nimmortal names, 562.\\nin the extreme, 318.\\nis all the world, that, 39.\\nin the extreme, 318.\\nknow their own good, how, 274.\\nlet thy occupations be, 752.\\nlet thy words be, 830.\\nplain rules, a, 479.\\nreal friends, 377.\\nshall part where many meet, 515.\\nstrong instincts, 479.\\nthat only lend their ear, 39.\\nthings impossible to diligence, 368.\\ntoo many yet how, 545.\\nwe happy, 92.\\nFezziwig, in came Mrs., 652.\\nFiat justitia ruat ccelum, 855.\\nFib, destroy his, or sophistry, 327.\\nFibs, I 11 tell you no, 401.\\nFickle as a changeful dream, 491.\\nfierce and vain, 491.\\nFico for the phrase, 45.\\nFiction, by fairy, drest, 383.\\ncondemn it as an improbable, 76.\\nlags after truth, 408.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0974.jp2"}, "969": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n945\\nFiction, truth stranger than, 560.\\nFictions like to truth, 692.\\nFiddler statesman buffoon, 268.\\nFie foh and funi, 147.\\non possession, 4.\\nField accidents by flood and, 150.\\nas a flower of the. 823.\\nbe lost, what though the, 223.\\nbeat this ample, 315.\\ncow a good animal m the, 371.\\nfresh verdure of the, 414.\\nhath eyes, 2.\\nhe rushed into the, 542.\\nin the tented, 150.\\nlines of the. 838.\\nof air, through the. 424.\\nof fight, business in the, 340.\\nof his fame, from the, 563.\\nof honour, dead on the, 808.\\nPrussia hurried to the, 443, 489.\\nsix Pvichmonds in the, 98.\\nso truth be in the. 255.\\nsquadron in the, 149.\\nwith his back to the, 514.\\nFields, babbled of green, 91.\\nbeloved in vain, 381.\\nbetter to hunt in, 270.\\ndales and, 40.\\nfarewell, happy. 223.\\nhappy autumn, 630.\\nlittle tyrants of his, 385.\\nout of the old. 6.\\npoetic, encompass me, 299.\\nrude militia, raw in. 273.\\nshowed how, were won, 396.\\nwith purpureal gleams, 482.\\nFiend, a frightful, 499.\\nangelical, 107.\\nequivocation of the, 125.\\nhell contains no fouler, 345.\\nno, in hell can match, 296.\\nthou marble-hearted, 146.\\nFiends, juggling, 126.\\nFiend-like^to dwell in sin. 793.\\nFierce and vain, fickle, 491.\\nas ten furies. 228.\\nas they paint him. the lion is not so,\\n206,222.\\ndemocratic, 241.\\nrepentance rears her crest. 355.\\nFiercer by despair, 226.\\nFiery floods, to bathe in, 48.\\npain, throbs of, 367.\\nPegasus, turn and wind a, 86.\\nsoul working its way, 267.\\nFife, ear-piercing. 154.\\nsound the clarion fill the, 493.\\nsqueaking of the wry-necked, 62.\\nFifteen, maiden of bashful, 442.\\nFig for care and a fig for woe, 9.\\nFigs, in name of the prophet, 517.\\nFig-leaves, they sewed, together, 812.\\nFig-tree, under his. 836.\\nFight again, those that fly may, 215, 403.\\nanother day, live to, 216, 403.\\nanother such, I were undone, 733.\\nbusiness in the field of, 340.\\nbut when her ladyship is by, 79.\\nFight, famoused for, 161.\\nfirst in the, 337.\\nfor such a land, dare to, 489.\\ngood at a, 519.\\nI give up the, 643.\\nI have fought a good, 848.\\nit out on this line, 664.\\nthe good fight, 848.\\nthe last in, 337.\\nwell hast thou fought the better fight,\\n236.\\nFights and runs away, 216, 403.\\nhe that gained a hundred, 628.\\nFighting, bellyful of, 159.\\nforemost fell, 542.\\nrusty for want of, 211.\\nstill destroying and still. 272.\\nFighter, fits a dull. 87.\\nFigure for the time of scorn. 155.\\nin company, makes no, 376.\\nof the giant mass, baby, 102.\\nof the house, 88.\\nthe thing we like, we, 594.\\nFigures on a dial, 654.\\nstrange and sweet, 499.\\nFilches from me my good name, 153.\\nFiles of time, foremost, 620.\\nFill a pit as well as better, 87.\\nFilled with fury, 390.\\nFillip with a three-man beetle, 88.\\nFills, he bounds connects he, 316.\\nFilthy lucre, not greedy of, 847.\\nFinal goal of ill, 632.\\nhope is flat despair, 226.\\nruin drives her ploughshare, 448.\\nruin fiercely drives. 309.\\nFind it in my heart, could not, 52.\\nsafe, safe bind, 10.\\nseek and ye shall. 839.\\ntoo late that men betray. 403.\\nFinds the down pillow hard, 160.\\ntongues in trees. 67.\\nFindeth, he that seeketh. 839.\\nFine by defect, 321.\\nby degrees and beautifully less. 287.\\nfrenzy rolling, poet s eye in a, 59.\\nhow exquisitely, 316.\\nin love, nature is, 142.\\nmanners need the support of fine man-\\nners in others, 603.\\npuss-gentleman. 415.\\nthing to be father-in-law. 454.\\ntoo, a point to your wit. 792.\\nwords wonder where you stole em,\\n290.\\nFinely touched, spirits are not, 46. _\\nFineness which a hymn affords, 205.\\nFiner form or lovelier face, 490.\\nFinger and thumb, twixt, 83.\\nfreed from his ambitious, 98.\\nin every pie, 789.\\nmore goodness in her little, 293.\\nof a cfock. like the. 420.\\npipe for fortune s, 13S.\\npoints to heaven, whose silent, 431.\\npoints to the sky, silent, 504.\\nslow unmoving, 155.\\nwrites and having writ, 768.\\n60", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0975.jp2"}, "970": {"fulltext": "946\\nINDEX.\\nFingers, four, from death, 758.\\ndecay s effacing, 548.\\nrude, with forced, 246.\\nweary and worn, with, 585.\\nwere made before forks, 293.\\nwithin two, of death, 758.\\nFinger s breadth of being mad, 763.\\nFingers ends, at my, 12, 74.\\nFinished by such as she, 78.\\nmy course, I have, 848.\\nFire answers fire, 92.\\nbastion fringed with, 631.\\nbooks that you may carry to the, 375.\\nburn and cauldron bubble, 123.\\nburned, while 1 was musing, 819.\\nburnt child dreads the, 16.\\nclean hearth a clear, 508.\\nclothes and meat, 322.\\ncoals of, on his head, 828, 844.\\ncold performs the effect of, 228.\\nday fills his blue urn with, 600.\\ndoubt thou the stars are, 133.\\nfantasy s hot, 488.\\nfat is in the, 9.\\nfretted with golden, 134.\\nfringed with, 631.\\nfrom beds of raging, 228.\\nfrom the mind, years steal, 542.\\nfrom the sun, moon snatches her, 109.\\nfrying-pan into the, 18, 785.\\nglass of liquid, 457.\\nglow like sparks of, 202.\\nhasty as, 80.\\nin antique Roman urns, 213.\\nin each eye, 326.\\nin his bosom, 825.\\nin his hand, who can hold the, 81.\\nis not quenched, 841.\\nis the test of gold, 197, 714.\\nlittle, kindleth, 849.\\nlittle, quickly trodden out, 95.\\nmelt in her own, 140.\\nmotion of a hidden, 497.\\nnow stir the, 420.\\nO for a muse of, 90.\\nO love O, 623.\\none, burns out another s, 104.\\npillar of, by night, 813.\\npurge off the baser, 226.\\nshirt of, martyr in his, 667.\\nsitting by a sea-coal, 89.\\nsnatches from the sun, 109.\\nsouls made of, 311.\\nsource of motion, 781.\\nspark of that celestial, 425.\\nspark of that immortal, 549.\\nsparkle the right Promethean, 56.\\nstood against my, 148.\\nthat warms cold, 792.\\nthree removes as bad as a, 360.\\ntwo irons in the, 196.\\nuneffectual, gins to pale his, 132.\\nwith white, laden, 565.\\nwithout some smoke, no, 17, 33.\\nyreken in our ashen cold, 3.\\nFires, confined to fast in, 131.\\nkindles false, 484.\\nlive their wonted, 385.\\nFires of passion, to light the, 617,\\nof ruin glow, 513.\\nreligion veils her sacred, 332.\\nthe tops of the eastern pines, 81.\\ntruth lend her noblest, 540.\\nFired another Troy, 272.\\nthe Ephesian dome, 296.\\nFire-hearts sowed our furrows, 620.\\nFireside happiness, 455.\\nhowsoe er defended, no, 615.\\nto make a happy, 449.\\nFirm concord holds, 227.\\nthy purpose, 307.\\nFirmament, the sim in the, 530.\\nno fellow in the, 112.\\nnow glowed the, 233.\\no erhanging, 134.\\non high, the spacious, 300.\\npillared is rottenness, 245.\\nshoweth his handiwork, 819.\\nstars in earth s, 613.\\nFirmness in the right, 622.\\nnature shakes off her wonted, 354.\\nFirm-set earth, thou sure and, 119.\\nFirst and the last, 849.\\nbe not the, by whom the new is tried,\\n324.\\ndark day of nothingness, 548.\\nflower of the earth, 522.\\ngem of the sea, 522.\\ngreat cause, 334.\\nhe wrought, 2.\\nin a village, 727.\\nin banquets and in the fight, 337.\\nin glory first in place, 344.\\nin the hearts of his countrymen, 445.\\nin war first in peace, 445.\\nstep which costs, 801.\\ntrue gentleman, 182.\\nwho came away, 556.\\nFirst-born s breath, feels her, 562.\\nFir-trees dark and high, 583.\\nFish, all is, that cometh to net, 15.\\ncat would eat, 14.\\nin troubled waters, 283.\\nno, ye re buying, 493.\\nnor flesh, 13.\\nnot with this melancholy bait, 60.\\nsold for more than an ox, 734.\\nto fry, other, 772, 790.\\nwhat cat s averse to, 381.\\nwith the worm, man may, 141.\\nFishes gnawed upon, men that, 96.\\nlive in the sea, how do the, 161.\\nmen live like, 264.\\nmen were first produced in, 739.\\nthat tipple in the deep, 259.\\nFisher s chorus-note, 674.\\nlife, gallant, 209.\\nFishermen on the beach, 148.\\nFishified, how art thou, 107.\\nFishing, may the east wind never blow\\nwhen he goes a, 207.\\nFish-like smell, very ancient and, 43.\\nFist instead of a stick, 209.\\nFit audience though few, 236.\\nfor the gods, a dish, 111.\\nit for the sky, 672.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": 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550.\\nto haul down the American, 678.\\nFlame, adding fuel to the, 242.\\nfreedom s holy, 382.\\nif you nurse a, 516.\\nlove s devoted, 523.\\nlove s holy, 508.\\nnor public nor private, 332.\\nthat lit the battle s wreck, 570.\\nvital spark of heavenly, 334.\\nwords so full of subtile, 196.\\nFlames, throng their paly, 92.\\nyet from those, no light, 223.\\nFlaming meteor, harmless, 261.\\nyouth, 140.\\nFlanders received our yoke, 220.\\nswore terribly in, 378.\\nFlash and outbreak of a fiery mind, 133.\\nof the lightning, 561.\\nFlashes of merriment, 144.\\nof silence, occasional, 461.\\nFlat and unprofitable, 128.\\nas pancakes, 173.\\nburglary as ever was committed, 53.\\ndespair, our final hope is, 226.\\nsea sunk, in the, 244.\\nthat 86.\\nFlatter knaves, to, 290.\\nNeptune for his trident, 103.\\nFlattered, being then most, 111.\\nto tears this aged man, 575.\\nwhom all the world hath, 26.\\nFlatterers besieged, by, 327.\\nhe hates, 111.\\nFlattering painter, a, 399.\\ntale, hope told a, 683.\\nunction to your soul, 141.\\nFlattery, I come not to hear such, 101.\\nFlattery, imitation is the sincerest, 675.\\nis the food of fools, 290.\\nnever lost on poet s ear, 487.\\nsoothe the cold ear of death, 384.\\nto name a coward, 463.\\nFlaunting extravagant quean, 442.\\nFlax, smoking, 834.\\nFlaxen was his poll, 142.\\nFlea has smaller fleas, 290.\\nin his ear, 184, 771.\\nthat s a valiant, 91.\\nFleas, great, have little, 290.\\nlittle fleas have lesser, 290.\\nthat on him prey, 290.\\nFled, I waked she, 252.\\nlike a passing thought, 447.\\nmurmuring, 234.\\nFlee when no man pursueth, 829.\\nFleet, all in the Downs the, 348.\\nis a glance of the mind, 416.\\nFleets, ten thousand, 547.\\nFleetest, brightest still the, 522.\\nFleeting as t is fair, 535.\\nis the estate of man, 753.\\nshow, the world is all a, 524.\\nsome, good, 394.\\nFlesh and blood can t bear it, 351.\\nand blood, strong as, 477.\\nand blood, to ears of, 131.\\nand the devil, the world, 850.\\ncollop of thy own, 14.\\nfair and unpolluted, 144.\\ngoing the way of all, 181.\\nhis virgin sword, 346.\\nhow art thou fishified, 107.\\nis grass, all, 834.\\nis heir to, the shocks that, 135.\\nis weak, but the, 841.\\nlittle breath little, 749.\\nnor good red herring. 13.\\nof my flesh, 812.\\nof thy flesh, 784.\\none of the, 656.\\nservice to the, 754.\\ntake off my, 461.\\nthat this too solid, would melt, 127.\\nthorn in the, 846.\\nweariness of the, 832.\\nwill i^ot out of the, 19.\\nwill quiver, the, 312.\\nFleshed thy maiden sword, 87.\\nFleshpots, when we sat by the, 813.\\nFlies an eagle flight, 109.\\nclose mouth catches no, 787.\\nin amber, 168.\\nof estate and sunneshine, 204.\\npreyed on half-starved, 413.\\nthe higher pitch, 93.\\nFlight, attained by sudden, 616.\\nbrighten as they take their, 307.\\nflies an eagle, 109.\\nof ages, once in the, 496.\\nof common souls, above the, 393.\\nof future days, 227.\\nof years, unmeasured by the, 497.\\nselfsame, the selfsame way, 60.\\nFlighty purpose never is o ertook, 123.\\nFling away ambition, 100.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0977.jp2"}, "972": {"fulltext": "943\\nINDEX.\\nFling but a stone the giant dies, 354.\\nFlint, everlasting, 107.\\nweariness can snore upon the, 160.\\nFlinty and steel couch of war, 151.\\nFlirtation, that significant word, 353.\\nFloat double swan and shadow, 471.\\nFloating bulwark of our island, 392.\\nFlock however watched, no, 615.\\ntainted wether of the, 64.\\nFlocks, my father feeds his, 392.\\nFlogging in schools, 372.\\nFlood and field, accidents by, 150.\\nbridge that arched the, 599.\\nleap into this angry, 110.\\nof mortal ills prevailing, 770.\\nseems motionless as ice, yon, 473.\\nshadow lies floating on the, 640.\\ntaken at the, 115.\\nFloods, bathe in fiery, 48.\\npassions are likened best to, 25.\\nFloor, modest front of this small, 259.\\nnicely sanded, 397.\\nof heaven is thick inlaid, 65.\\nFlorence, ungrateful, 545.\\nFlounder, squat as a, 771.\\nFlourish in immortal youth, 299.\\nprinces and lords may, 396.\\nFlourished, whilst bloody treason, 114.\\nFlout the sky, banners, 115.\\nFlow gently sweet Afton, 449.\\nhow well so e er it, 327.\\nlike thee, could I, 257.\\nof soul, feast of reason and, 328.\\nFlower, amaranthine, 482.\\nand bee, summer cometh with, 571.\\nborn to blush unseen, 385.\\nbright consummate, 235.\\nbright golden, 245.\\ndear common, 657.\\ndeath lurks in every, 535.\\nevery, enjoys the air, 466.\\nevery leaf and every, 235.\\nevery opening, 302.\\nfirst, of the earth, 522.\\ngives scent to every, 414.\\nglistering with dew, 233.\\nherself a fairer, 232.\\nit fell upon a little western, 58.\\nlightly like a, 634.\\nlook like the innocent, 117.\\nlovely little, is free, 487.\\nman a, he dies, 366.\\nmeanest, that blows, 478.\\nnear the lark s nest, every, 486.\\nno daintie, or herbe, 28.\\nno sooner blown but blasted, 251.\\nno stronger than a, 162.\\nO fairest, 251.\\nof floures, 6.\\nof glorious beauty, 276.\\nof sweetest smell, 485.\\nof the field, as a, 823.\\nof wickedness, 651.\\nof wifly patience, 4.\\noffered in the bud, 301.\\npleasure like the midnight, 520.\\nproved a beauteous, 106.\\nsafety, pluck this, 84.\\nFlower that sad embroidery wears, 248.\\nthat smiles to-day, 202.\\nthe sculptured, 573.\\nFlowers, all the sweetest, 28.\\nand fruits of love, 555.\\nappear on the earth, 832.\\nare lovely love is flower-like, 503.\\nare springing, sweet, 524.\\nazure moss and, 565.\\nbaptism o er the, 202.\\nbitter o er the, 540.\\nbuy my, O buy I pray, 607.\\nchaliced, 159.\\ncharities scattered like, 481.\\nclouds that shed May, 233.\\ncover w r ith leaves and, 181.\\ncrown old winter s head with, 259.\\nearth laughs in, 598.\\nfrom Dis waggon, 77.\\nhave their time to wither, 570.\\nin the mede, of all the, 6.\\nmost can raise the, 629.\\nno path of, leads to glory, 797.\\nnosegay of culled, 779.\\nof all hue, 232.\\nof the forest, 393.\\nonly treads on, 464.\\nProserpine gathering, 232.\\npurple with vernal, 247.\\nshut of evening, 239.\\nso blue and golden, 613.\\nsome bitter o er the, 540.\\nsoonest awake to the, 520.\\nsweeter in the air, breath of, 167.\\nthat do best perfume the air, 167.\\nthat grows beside the way, 657.\\nthat in the forest grew, 28.\\nthat skirt the eternal frost, 501.\\nto feed on, 30.\\nwhen spring unlocks the, 535.\\nwhite and red, 6.\\nworthy of Paradise, 232.\\nFlower-de-luce, 78.\\nFloweret of the vale, meanest, 386.\\npluck ere it close, 805.\\nFlowery meads in May, 199.\\noratory he despised, 304.\\nFlowing cups pass swiftly round, 259.\\ncups, remembered in, 92.\\nfees and fat contentions, 253.\\nlimb in pleasure drowns, 357.\\nwith milk and honey, 813.\\nFlown with insolence and wine, 224.\\nFlows all that charms, 502.\\nin fit words, sense, 268.\\nFluctuation, world-wide, 634.\\nFlung rose flung odours, 238.\\nFlush as May, 139.\\nFlushing his brow, 575.\\nFlutes and soft recorders, 225.\\nto the tune of, 157.\\nFluttered your Volscians in Corioli, 103.\\nFly betimes, then, 200.\\nbusy curious thirsty, 671.\\nfrom pleasure, I, 368.\\nhiss for the, 833.\\nin the rivers of Egypt, 833.\\nis hell, which way I, 231.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0978.jp2"}, "973": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n949\\nFly like a youthful hart or roe, 302.\\nnot yet t is just the hour, 520.\\nO could I, I d fly with thee, 438.\\nof the coach, 797.\\nor I can run, I can, 246.\\nsaid a spider to a, C05.\\nthat sips treacle, 348.\\nthose that, may fight again, 215.\\nthose that run away and, 212.\\nto drown a, 306.\\nwhich way shall I, 231.\\nwithin a bead of amber, 203.\\nFlying all abroad, 23.\\nchariot, 424.\\nold time is still a, 202.\\nFoam is amber, whose, 257.\\no er the dark sea s, 653.\\nof perilous seas, 575.\\non the river, like the, 491.\\nwiped away the weeds and, 598.\\nFoe, Byzantium s conquering, 545.\\ncensure from a, 339.\\never sworn the, 459.\\ngrim death my son and, 229.\\nheat not a furnace for your, 98.\\ninsolent, 150.\\nis now before us, 675.\\nlet in the, 242.\\nmanly, give me the, 464.\\nmet my dearest, in heaven, 128.\\novercome but half his, 225.\\nthe, they come, 543.\\nto love, unrelenting, 358.\\nto make one worthy man my, 327.\\nto meet the insulting, 443.\\nto tyrants, this hand sworn, 459.\\nwas in his soul a friend, each, 338.\\nwhere breathes the, 574.\\nwith his feet to the, 514.\\nFoes, long inveterate, 269.\\nthrice he routed all his, 271.\\nto comfort friends and, 400.\\nFoemen worthy of their steel, 491.\\nFog in my throat, to feel the, 650.\\nor fire by lake or fen, 244.\\nFoggy cloud, sits in a, 123.\\nFoibles, misery from our, 437.\\nFold, like the wolf on the, 551.\\nFolded arms, lord of, 55.\\ntail, horror of his, 251.\\nFolding of the hands, 825.\\nFolio, whole volumes in, 55.\\nFolk, a world of, 6.\\nto gon on pilgrimages, 1.\\nFolks, ancestors good kind of, 440.\\non shore, unhappy, 510.\\nFollies, count o er their youthful, 492.\\nmay cease with their youth, 376.\\nof the wise, 365.\\nthat themselves commit, 62.\\nyouthful, 492.\\nFollow as the night the day, 130.\\nFollowed her, king himself has, 400.\\nFollowers, more, than a thief to the gal-\\nlows, 213.\\nFollowing his plough, 470.\\nFolly, according to his, 828.\\nand ignorance, 102.\\nFolly as it flies, shoot, 315.\\ngrow romantic, if, 321.\\ninto sin can glide, 492.\\nis all they ve taught me, 522.\\nis at full length, 312.\\nloves the martyrdom of fame, 552.\\nmirth can into, glide, 492.\\nno soul exempt from, 775.\\nof others, profit by the, 720.\\nshunn st the noise of, 249.\\nstays and genius goes, 600.\\nto be wise, 382.\\nwhen lovely woman stoops to, 403.\\nFond and billing, 215.\\nimagination, so fair to, 482.\\nof humble things, 671.\\nof toil and care, why are we, 805.\\nrecollection, 537.\\nto rule alone, man too, 327.\\nFondest hopes decay, seen my, 526.\\nFondness, eyes that weep in, 280.\\nFontarabian echoes borne, on, 490.\\nFood, are of love the, 238.\\ncrops the flowery, 315.\\nfor powder, 87.\\nhuman nature s daily, 474.\\nminds not craving for, 444.\\nof sweet and bitter fancv, 71.\\nof fools, flattery s the, 290.\\nof love, if music be the, 74.\\nof sweetly uttered knowledge, 34.\\nOne man s, is another s poison, 199.\\npined and wanted, 465.\\nrats and mice have been Tom s, 147.\\nright choice, 652.\\nthat appeases hunger, 792.\\nFool, answer a, 828.\\nat forty is a fool indeed, 311.\\ncannot hold his tongue, 737.\\ndifference between a wise person and\\na, 702.\\ndoth think he is wise, the, 71.\\nevery inch that is not, 269.\\nevery, will be meddling, 827.\\neyes of a, 827.\\nhath said in his heart, 818.\\nhold his tongue, let a, 713.\\nin a mortar, bray a, 829.\\nin the forest, I met a, 67.\\nis counted wise when he holdeth his\\npeace, 827.\\nknows himself to be a, 71.\\nlaughter of a, 830.\\nman at thirty suspects himself a, 307.\\nme no fools, 861.\\nme to the top of my bent, they, 139.\\nmore hope of a, 828.\\nmore knave than, 41, 787.\\nmotley, 67.\\nmust now and then be right, 414.\\nno creature smarts so little as a, 327.\\nof fate, 346.\\nof nature stood, 273.\\none draught makes him a, 74.\\nonly good for, 797.\\noutlives in fame the pious, 296.\\nresolved to live a, 196.\\nsaid my muse to me, 34.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0979.jp2"}, "974": {"fulltext": "950\\nINDEX.\\nFool, the more, I, 67.\\nthere is more hope of a, 828.\\nto fame, nor yet a, 327.\\nto make me merry, 71.\\nwhen he holdeth his peace, 827.\\nwho thinks by force or skill, 670.\\nwith judges, 415.\\nFools, a judge amongst, 331, 415.\\nadmire, men of sense approve, 324.\\nand children cannot lie, 15.\\nare my theme, 539.\\nbest, are a little wise, 177.\\nbolt is soon shot, 16.\\nby heavenly compulsion, 146.\\ncall nature what I call God, 651.\\nchronicle small beer and suckle, 151.\\ncontest for forms of government, 318.\\never since the conquest, 279.\\nflattery s the food of, 290.\\nfor arguments use wagers, 213.\\nin all tongues are called, 71.\\nin idle wishes, 444.\\nlike you, we thrive on, 334.\\nlittle wise are the best, 177.\\nmake a mock at sin, 826.\\nmen may live, 308.\\nnever-failing vice of, 323.\\nof nature, 131.\\nold doting, 729.\\nold men know young men are, 36.\\nonly good for, 797.\\nparadise of, 231, 444.\\nprint it and shame the, 326.\\nprofit less by wise men, 725.\\nrush in where angels fear to tread, 325.\\nshould be so deep-contemplative, 68.\\nsince the conquest have been, 279.\\nsupinely stay, 444.\\nthat crowd thee so, 261.\\nthese mortals be, what, 58.\\nthey cannot die, 308.\\nthinks better of a gilded, 181.\\nto be wise among, 721.\\nwhat gift to, avails, 344.\\nwho came to scoff, 397.\\nwho roam, they are, 362.\\nwise man avoid the fault of, 725.\\nwith the time, thus we play the, 89.\\nwords are the money of, 200.\\nyoung men think old men, 36.\\nFooled with hope, 276.\\nFoolery, a little, governs the world, 195.\\nthat wise men have, 66.\\nwalks about the orb, 76.\\nFoolish rheum, how now, 79.\\nthing, never says a, 279.\\nthings to confound the wise, 845.\\nwhistling of a name, 262.\\nFoolishness will not depart, 829.\\nFoot and hand go cold, 23.\\nbefore, the better, 80.\\nchancellor s, 195.\\nfor foot hand for hand, 813.\\ngreat shoe for a little, 737.\\nhas music in t, his very, 427.\\nhorse and, rise up when I stamp, 727.\\nin the grave, one, 198, 729.\\nis on my native heath, my, 493.\\nFoot more light, step more true, 491.\\nno rest for the sole of her, 812.\\nof a conqueror, lie at the proud, 80.\\nof time, noiseless, 74, 464.\\none, in sea and one on shore, 51, 405.\\none, in the grave, 198.\\nso light a, 107.\\nsole of our, 173, 198.\\nto the sole of his, 51.\\nupon a worm, needlessly sets, 422.\\nFootprints on the sands of time, 612.\\nFootsteps he hath turned home, 488.\\nin the sea, 423.\\nof a throne, 26.\\nwilling, meeting here, 534.\\nFootstool, the earth my, 316.\\nFop, the solemn, 415.\\nForbearance ceases to be a virtue, 407.\\nForbid, God, 844.\\nit almighty God, 430.\\nForbidden tree, fruit of that, 223.\\nForbids to crave, my mind, 22.\\nForce abated, nor his natural, 814.\\nand road of casualty, 62.\\nknowledge more than equivalent to,\\n368.\\nmore by art than, 341.\\nof nature, 271.\\nof temporal power, 64.\\nshall have spent its novel, 626.\\nwho overcomes by, 225.\\nForces, opposing and enduring, 595.\\nForced by fate, 274.\\nfrom their homes, 395.\\nForcible are right words, 816.\\nFeeble, 89.\\nForcibly if we must, 516.\\nFordoes me quite, makes me or, 156.\\nForefathers had no other books, 94.\\nof the hamlet, 384.\\nthink of your, 458.\\nForefinger of all time, 630.\\nof an alderman, 104.\\nForegone conclusion, 155.\\nForehead lowers, instantly your, 377.\\nof the morning sky, 248.\\nof the skies, 781.\\nthe godlike, 486.\\nForeheads villanous low, 43.\\nForeign aid of ornament, 356.\\nhands, by, 335.\\nForeknowledge absolute, 228.\\nwill and fate, 228.\\nForelock, from his parted, 232.\\ntime by the, 30.\\nForemost fighting fell, 542.\\nfiles of time, 626.\\nman of all this world, 114.\\nForesaw, sees what he, 476.\\nForespent night of sorrow, 258.\\nForest by slow stream, 504.\\nflowers of the, 393.\\nmet a fool in the, 67.\\nprimeval, this is the, 615.\\nForests are rended, when, 493.\\nForesters, Diana s, 82.\\nForever and a day, 71\\nand forever farewell, 115.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0980.jp2"}, "975": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n951\\nForever dear forever kind, 340.\\ndeath and that vast, 6(54.\\nfallen, arise or be, 224.\\nfare thee well, 552.\\nfortune wilt thou prove, 358.\\nhis time is, 260.\\nhonoured, forever mourned, 341.\\nknown, to be, 260.\\nnow and, 533.\\nsinging as they shine, 300.\\nstill forever, 552.\\nthou art gone and, 491.\\nyesterday and to-day and, 848.\\nForfeit, all the souls that were, were, 47.\\nfair renown, 488.\\nForgave the offence, 273.\\nForget all time, with thee, 233.\\nand forgive, 148.\\nat times with advantage, 709.\\ncan this fond heart, 582.\\nexpedient sometimes to, 709.\\nme, go, 563.\\nmen s names, 68.\\nmy sovereign, when I, 426.\\nnever never can, 580.\\ntaught me at last to, thee, 682.\\nthe human race, that I might, 547.\\nthee O Jerusalem, 824.\\nthyself to marble, 249.\\nForgetful, be not, to entertain strangers,\\n848.\\nForgetfulness, not in entire, 477.\\nprey to dumb, 385.\\nsteep my senses in, 89.\\nsweets of, 428.\\nForget-me-nots of the angels, 616.\\nForgets, the truly loved never, 520.\\nForgetting, a sleep and a, 477.\\nthe world, 333.\\nForgive, divine to, 325.\\nforget and, 148.\\nour enemies, 171.\\nour friends, 171.\\nthe crime, 464.\\nForgiveness, awkwardness has no, 603.\\nis better than revenge, 758.\\nto the injured, 275.\\nForgot, and all the rest, 161.\\nas soon as shed, 381.\\nby the world, 333.\\nfor which he toiled, 161.\\nproposed as things, 325.\\nshould auld acquaintance be, 449.\\nthou art not, 679.\\nwhen by thy side, 563.\\nForgotten dream, hunt for a, 472.\\ndreams, glimpses of, 623.\\neven by God, 643.\\nnothing and learned nothing, 811.\\nnothing new except what is, 811.\\nthe inside of a church, 86.\\nthe names of their founders, 222.\\nForked mountain, 158.\\nradish, like a, 90.\\nForks, fingers made before, 293.\\nForlorn hope, 783.\\nForm and fear, mother of, 39.\\nand feature, outward, 503.\\nForm, and moving, admirable in, 134.\\ncliff that lifts its awful, 397.\\ncombination and a, 140.\\ndivine, the human, 344.\\ndoth take, the bodie, 29.\\nfiner, or lovelier face, 490.\\nglass of fashion and mould of, 136.\\nhad yet not lost, 225.\\nof life and light, 549.\\nof manliest beauty, 436.\\nsoft metal flowered to human, 329.\\nsoul is, 29.\\nspoiled the, 778.\\nteemed with human, 394.\\nForms of ancient poets, 504.\\nof government, fools contest for, 318.\\nof hairs or straws or dirt, 327.\\nof things unknown, 59.\\nthat once have been, 614.\\nunseen their dirge is sung, by, 389.\\nvents in mangled, 68.\\nFormed by thy converse, 320.\\nFormer times shake hands, 212.\\nForrest, flowres that grew in, 28.\\nForsake me, do not, 278.\\nnot an old friend, 837.\\nForsaken, not seen the righteous, S19.\\nwhen he is, 584.\\nForsworn, that so sweetly were, 49.\\nForted residence, 49.\\nForth on, bold and, 109.\\nFortress built by nature, 81.\\nmighty, is our God, 770.\\nmy refuge and my, 822.\\nFortuitous circumstances, 494.\\nconcourse of atoms, 284.\\noccurrence, 403.\\nFortune and to fame unknown, 386.\\narchitect of his own, 167.\\ncarves out his own, 785.\\ncrested, 424.\\ndiligence mother of good, 791.\\neasy to get a favour from, 709.\\nfavours and blessings of, 737.\\nflatters, when, 709.\\nforever, wilt thou prove, 358.\\ngives us birth, 340.\\nhath divers ways, 35.\\nhostages to, 16o.\\nI care not, 357.\\nis blind, though, 167.\\nis like glass, 709.\\nis on our side, when, 709.\\nis unstable, 766.\\nleads on to, 115.\\nleaves some door open, 785.\\nmeans to men most good, 79.\\nmethod of making a, 387.\\nmost dejected thing of, 148.\\nmould of a man s, 167.\\nnot easy to keep a favour from, 709.\\nnot satisfied with one calamity, 709.\\nnot with the faint-hearted, 697.\\nout of suits with, 66.\\nrailed on Lady, 68.\\nreigns in gifts of the world, 66.\\nslings and arrows of outrageous, 135.\\nto prey at, 153.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0981.jp2"}, "976": {"fulltext": "952\\nINDEX.\\nFortune, tugged with, 121.\\nvicissitudes of, 430.\\nwell-favoured man is the gift of, 51.\\nwishes to destroy, whom, 713.\\nFortunes battles sieges, 150.\\nbefore you, than, 76.\\ncarry Caesar and his, 728.\\nlest it may mar your, 146.\\nlives and sacred honour, 434.\\nmanners turn with, 321.\\nmy pride fell with my, 66.\\nparcel of their, 158.\\nready to try our, 90.\\nvirtues to sustain good, 794.\\nFortune s buffets and rewards, 137.\\ncap, button on, 133.\\nchampion, thou, 79.\\ncup, the dregs of, 341.\\nfinger, pipe for, 138.\\nice prefers to virtue s land, 267.\\npower, not now in, 212.\\nsharpe adversite, 5.\\nForty days and forty nights, 812.\\nfat fair and, 495.\\nfeeding like one, 469.\\nfool at, is a fool indeed, 311.\\nknows it at, 307.\\nminutes about the earth, in, 58.\\nparson power, 559.\\npounds a year, rich at, 396.\\nstripes save one, 846.\\nyears old, 638.\\nForward and frolic glee, 491.\\nas occasion offers, 756.\\nnot permanent, 129.\\nFoster-child of silence, 576.\\nFou for weeks thegither, 451.\\nFought a good fight, 848.\\na long hour, 88.\\nall his battles o er again, 271.\\nand bled in freedom s cause, 465.\\nhis last battle, he has, 666.\\nthe better fight, 236.\\nupon the clouds, 112.\\nFoul as Vulcan s stithy, 138.\\ndeeds will rise, 129.\\nis fair fair is foul, 115.\\nFoules maken melodie, 1.\\nFound, best gift my latest, 235.\\nmake a note of, when, 652.\\nmyself famous, 560.\\nonly on the stage, 558.\\nout a gift for my fair, 380.\\nFounded upon a rock, 839.\\nFounders, the pyramids have forgotten\\nthe names of their, 222.\\nof civilization, 531.\\nFound st me poor at first, 398.\\nFount of joy s delicious springs, 540.\\nFountain by a forest side, 225.\\nheads, pathless groves, 184.\\nhither as to their, 236.\\nin the desert springing, 552.\\nknowledge is the only, 530.\\nlike the bubble on the, 491.\\nof human liberty, 530.\\nof sweet tears, a heart the, 469.\\nof the Nile, show me the, 602.\\nFountain, pitcher broken at the, 831.\\nstream and sea, at once, 496.\\ntroubled, is like a, 73.\\nFountains, Afric s sunny, 536.\\nlarge streams from little, 459.\\nFountain s murmuring wave, 428.\\nsilvery column, 504.\\nFour-in-hand, the fiery, 505.\\nFour rogues in buckram, 84.\\nFourscore years, wind him up with, 276.\\nFour-square to all the winds, 628.\\nFourteen hundred years ago, 82.\\nFoutre for the world, 90.\\nFowl, opinion concerning 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686.\\nnothing is changed in, 809.\\norder this better in, 379.\\nthe world or, or England, 93.\\nthreatening, 267.\\nye sons of, 804.\\nFrank haughty rash, 606.\\nFrankincense, lumps of, 751.\\nFrantic, the lover all as, 59.\\nFraud, notoriously base, 715.\\nFrauds and holy shifts, 212.\\nFraught with all learning, 399.\\nswell bosom with thy, 155.\\nFray, beginning of a, 19.\\neager for the, 296.\\nlatter end of a, 87.\\nFrayd, more, then hurt, 11.\\nFreakish youth, 419.\\nFree and fetterless thing, 680.\\nas air, love, 333.\\nas nature first made man, 275.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0982.jp2"}, "977": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n953\\nFree battle for the, 562.\\nboth open and both, 102.\\ngreat glorious and, 522.\\nland of the, 516, 517.\\nnature s grace, 357.\\nsoil free men free speech, 856.\\nspirit of mankind, 572.\\nstruggling to be, 139.\\nto fall, though, 230.\\ntrade is not a principle, 607.\\ntrade the greatest blessing, 590.\\ntruth 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536.\\nFreeman with unpurchased hand, 636.\\nwhom the truth makes free, 421.\\nwithout education, 639.\\nFreeman s will, executes a, 538.\\nFreemen, corrupted, 387.\\nwe will die, 436.\\nwho rules o er, 375.\\nFreeze thy young blood, 131.\\nFrench have empire of the land, 577.\\nwiser than they seem, 166.\\nFrenche she spake ful fayre, 1.\\nof Paris was to hire unknowe, 1.\\nFrenchman I praise the, 358.\\nmust be always talking, a, 374.\\nthe brilliant, 414.\\nonly one more, 809.\\nFrenchman s darling, 421.\\nFrenchmen, three, on one pair of Eng-\\nlish legs, 91.\\nFrenzy, poet s eye in a fine, 59.\\nFrenzy s fevered blood, 492.\\nFresh as a bridegroom, 83.\\ngales and gentle airs, 238.\\nwoods and pastures new, 248.\\nFreshly ran he on, 276.\\nFreshness fills the air, a dewy, 507.\\nof its youth, learning in the, 695.\\nFret a passage, 221.\\nthy soul Avith crosses, 30.\\nFretful porpentine, 131.\\nstir unprofitable, 467.\\nFrets his hour upon the stage, 125.\\nFretted the pygmy body, 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better days, 562.\\nof pleasure wisdom s aid, 390.\\nof woe, sleep the, 508.\\none that hath no, 540.\\npraise from a, 339.\\nreceived with thumps, 312.\\nreligious book or, 174.\\nsave me from the candid, 464.\\nshould bear friend s infirmities, 114.\\nsticketh closer than a brother, 827.\\nthe masterpiece of nature, 602.\\nthou art not my, 598.\\nto close his eyes, not a, 271.\\nto her virtues be a, 377.\\nto human race, 346.\\nto my life, 326.\\nto public amusements, 371.\\nto Roderick, art thou a, 491.\\nto truth, statesman yet, 323.\\ntolling a departing, 88.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0983.jp2"}, "978": {"fulltext": "954\\nINDEX.\\nFriend, treat your, as if he might become\\nan enemy, 710.\\nwho hath not lost a, 496.\\nwho lost no, 323.\\nworld is not thy, 108.\\nFriends, adversity of our best, 796.\\nand foes, to comfort, 400.\\nare exultations agonies, thy, 471.\\nat home, make, 722.\\nby hunger and request of, 326.\\ncall you that backing of your, 84.\\ndear five hundred, 419.\\ndecent boldness ever meets with, 343.\\ndefend me from my, 808.\\ndepart and memory takes them, 581.\\neat and drink as, 72.\\nenter on my list of, 422.\\nfallyng out of faithfull, 21.\\nhad been in youth, 500.\\nhe cast off his, 399.\\nhe who has a thousand, 767.\\nhouse of my, 836.\\nhow we should behave to, 762.\\nI ve met many, 582.\\nis without three good, 70.\\nlay down his life for his, 843.\\nlike summer, 204.\\nman that hath, 827.\\nmy never-failing, 506.\\nnature teaches beasts to know their,\\n103.\\nof humblest, scorn not one, 486.\\nof my youth where are they, 550.\\nold, are best, 195.\\nold times old, 401.\\nold, to trust, 171.\\nout of sight we lose, 569.\\npoor make no new, 611.\\nprinces find few real, 377.\\nproperty of, is common, 761, 763.\\nprosperity makes, 713.\\nremember absent, 757.\\nRomans countrymen, 113.\\nseparateth very, 827.\\nthou hast grapple to thy soul, 129.\\nthousand, sufficeth not, 767.\\nthree firm, more sure than day, 502.\\nto congratulate their, 269.\\ntroops of, 124.\\nwe have been, together, 679.\\nwere poor but honest, 73.\\nyou and I were long, 361.\\nFriend s departing feet, 661.\\ninfirmities, bear his, 114.\\nFriendless name, friend of every, 366.\\nFriendliest to sleep, hour, 235.\\nFriendly, must show himself, 827.\\nFriendship but a name, 402.\\ncement of the soul, 354.\\nconstant save in love, 51.\\ndistance sometimes endears, 581.\\nelegance of female, 368.\\nexchange of good offices, 795.\\nis a sheltering tree, 503.\\nis love without his wings, 560.\\nlove and liberty, 503.\\nlove like, steady, 523.\\nmight divide, joy but, 335.\\nFriendship, no cold medium knows, 339.\\nretirement rural quiet, 355.\\nsounds too cold, 524.\\nsudden, springs from wine, 350.\\nswear an eternal, 462, 798.\\ntake a breed for barren metal, 61.\\nthat like love is warm, 523.\\nwith all nations, 435.\\nFriendship s laws, 346.\\nname, speak to thee in, 523.\\nFrieth in her own grease, 16.\\nFrieze buttress nor coign of vantage, 117.\\nFrighted swears a prayer or two, 105.\\nFrightful fiend behind him, 499.\\nFrights the isle, 152.\\nFringed curtains of thine eye, 43.\\nwith fire, 631.\\nFringing the dusty road, 657.\\nFrisk away like schoolboys, 447.\\nFrisked beneath the burden, 395.\\nFrivolous work of idleness, 457.\\nFrog, eye of newt toe of, 123.\\nthus use your, 208.\\nFrogs, boys throw stones at, 741.\\nwise as the, 352.\\nFrolic and the gentle Lamb, the, 486.\\nFrolics, youth of, 321.\\nFrom all who dwell below the skies, 302 o\\nFront, deep on his, 227.\\nhis fair large, 232.\\nme no fronts, 861.\\nof battle lour, see the, 450.\\nof Jove himself, 140.\\nof March, in the, 625.\\nof my offending, 149.\\nof this small floor, 259.\\nsmoothed his wrinkled, 94.\\nFronts bore stars, their restless, 479.\\nFrore, parching air burns, 228.\\nFrost a killing frost, 99.\\ncurdled by the, 103.\\ndeath s untimely, 450.\\nfixed as in a, 317.\\nflowers that skirt the eternal, 501.\\nitself as actively doth burn, 140.\\nFrosts, encroaching, 671.\\nFrosty but kindly, 67.\\nCaucasus, thinking on the, 81.\\nday, thunder in a, 266.\\nFrown at pleasure, 309.\\nhell grew darker at their, 229.\\ntrembled with fear at your, 680.\\nyesterday s sneer and, 664.\\nFrowns, her very, are fairer, 677,\\non me, selfsame heaven that, 98.\\nFrowning Providence, 423.\\nFrozen at its marvellous source, 486.\\nby distance, 473.\\nmusic, architecture is, 807.\\nFrugal mind, she had a, 417.\\nswain, 392.\\nFruit fell like autumn, 276.\\nfrom such a seed, 544.\\nkeep clean be as, 264.\\nlet it blossom then bear, 743.\\nof cultivation, gratitude the, 376.\\nof sense is rarely found, 323.\\nof that forbidden tree, 223.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0984.jp2"}, "979": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n955\\nFruit, ripest, first falls, 81.\\nthat can fall without shaking, 350.\\nthat mellowed long. 276.\\nthou drop like ripe, 240.\\nto rne, thy seasons bring, 752.\\ntree is known by his, 839.\\nweakest kind of, 64.\\nwhich I bore was the sun, 740.\\nwould spring, from such a seed,\\nshould have known what, 544.\\nFruits are pleasant. 685,\\nby their, ye shall know them, 839.\\nkindly, of the earth, S50.\\nno, no flowers no leaves, 586.\\nof love are gone, 555.\\nFruitful mind, 168.\\nof golden deeds, 230.\\nFruitless crown on my head, 121.\\nlabours mourn, our, 344.\\nFruit-tree tops, 106.\\nFrustrate of his hope. 253.\\nFry. other fish to, 772, 790.\\nFrying-pan into the fire, 18, 785.\\nFuel of magnificence, 603.\\nto the flame, adding. 242.\\nFugitive and cloistered virtue, 254.\\nfalse, to thy punishment, 220.\\nFul wel she sange the service devine, 1.\\nFulfilling of the law, 845.\\nFull age, to thy grave in a. 816.\\nassurance given by lookes, 23.\\nfathom five thy father lies. 42.\\nfay re sight, 404.\\nheart reveal, 502.\\nlittle knowest thou, 29.\\nman. reading niaketh a, 168.\\nmany a flower, 3^5.\\nmany a gem, 385.\\nof dead men s bones. 841.\\nof good intentions, 808.\\nof goodly prospect, 253.\\nof good works, 843.\\nof honour and years, 655.\\nof life, more, 53.\\nof quarrels as an egg of meat, 107.\\nof sound and fury, 125.\\nof spirit as the month of May, 86.\\nof strange oaths, 69.\\nof sweet days, and roses, 204.\\nof wise saws, 69.\\nresounding line, 329.\\nroyally he rode, 23.\\nserenely, 461.\\ntide of successful experiment. 435.\\nwell the busv whisper. 397.\\nwell they laughed, 397.\\nwithout o erflowing, 257.\\nFull-blown poppies, as, 338,\\nrose, like a. 575.\\nFull-hot horse, anger like a, 98.\\nFull-orbed glory, in, 507.\\nFulmined over Greece, 241.\\nFulness of perfection, 78.\\nFun grew fast and furious, 451.\\nyou think he s all. 637.\\nFunction, as to a holy. 410.\\nFuneral baked meats. 128.\\nmarches to the grave, 612.\\nFuneral, mirth in, dirge in marriage, 127.\\nnote, not a, 563.\\ntapers, sad, 615.\\nFunny as I can, to write as, 636.\\nFur, doctors of the Stoic, 246.\\nfly, make the, 212.\\nFuries, fierce as ten, 228.\\nharpy-footed, 228.\\nFurious and temperate. 120.\\nFurlongs of sea, a thousand, 42.\\nFurnace, heat not a, for your foe, 98.\\nlover sighing like, 69.\\nFurnish all we ought to ask, 569.\\nFuror fit lsesa ssepius patientia, 269.\\nFurred gowns, robes and, 148.\\nFurrows in my face, no odious. 445.\\ntime s, 309.\\nFurther and fared worse, 17.\\nFury, filled with. 390.\\nfull of sound and, 125.\\nin your words, 155.\\nlike a woman scorned, 294.\\nmake use of me for the, 745.\\nof a patient man, beware, the. 269.\\nof a disappointed woman, 296.\\nwiry flash those sparks of, 672.\\nwith the abhorred shears. 247.\\nwithstood the winter s, 671.\\nFust in us unused, 142.\\nFustian flag, freedom waves her, 518.\\nis so sublimely bad, 327.\\nFuture days, flight of, 227.\\nfavours, sense of, 304.\\nis yet unseen the past is gone, 750.\\njudged by the past. 429. 776.\\nprophets of the. 561.\\nretrospection to the. 446.\\nsecurity for the, 364.\\nsure, the, 4S2.\\ntrust no, howe er pleasant, 612.\\nyawning void of the, 753.\\nFuturity casts, shadows which, 568.\\nGaberdine, Jewish, 61.\\nGadding vine, the. 247.\\nGadire or Javan, bound for. 242.\\nGaffer Grey, 673.\\nGain, better incur loss than make, 701,\\nevery way my, 156.\\nhis private ends, 400.\\nman s loss from his, 650.\\nnot base gains. 694.\\nof a few, 336.\\nof man. the steady. 618.\\nof our best glory. 39.\\nor lose it all, 257.\\nset down as so much. 705.\\nthe timely in, to. 121.\\nthe whole world. 840.\\nto die is, 847.\\nturns his necessity to, 476.\\nunbribed by, 675.\\nunvexed with all the cares of. 348.\\nGains base, the same as losses, 696.\\ncounts his sure, 496\\nnothing risks nothing, 21.\\nGained from heaven a friend, 386.\\nmy experience, 70.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0985.jp2"}, "980": {"fulltext": "956\\nINDEX.\\nGait, and every motion, 485.\\nlaxer in their, 510.\\nwhen his veering, 485.\\nGaiters, lax in their, 510.\\nGalaxy that milky way, 236.\\nGale, catch the driving, 318.\\ndown he bears before the, 677.\\nnote that swells the, 3S6.\\npartake the, 320.\\npassion is the, 317.\\nsail with gentle, 354.\\nscents the evening, 447.\\nso sinks the, 434.\\nthe lightning and the, 635.\\nwaited by thy gentle, 455.\\nGales and gentle airs, 238.\\nthat from ye blow, I feel the, 381.\\nGalilean lake, pilot of the, 247.\\nGalileo with his woes, 545.\\nGall enough in thy ink, 76.\\nGalls his kibe, 143.\\nthe infants of the spring, 129.\\nGallant fisher s life, 209.\\ngay Lothario, 301.\\nGallantry, conscience with, 442.\\nGalled jade wince, let the, 138.\\nGallery critics. 419.\\nGalley, what the devil did he want in\\nthat, 798.\\nGalligaskins long withstood, 671.\\nGallop of verses, 70.\\nGallops, time, 70.\\nGallows, thief to the, 213.\\nGallows-tree, under the, 184.\\nGamaliel, feet of, S43.\\nGambol from, which madness would,\\n141.\\nGambols, where be your, 144.\\nGame is up, 160.\\nlittle pleasure of the, 287.\\nof goose royal, 398.\\nrigour of the, 508.\\nwar is a, 421.\\nwas empires, whose, 555.\\nGamester and poet, 388.\\nGang a kennin wrang, 448.\\naft a-gley, 446.\\nGanymede, the matchless, 340.\\nGaping age, mirror to a, 564.\\nmouth and stupid eyes, 273.\\nGarden and greenhouse too, 420.\\nbird-cage in a, 180.\\ncome into the, Maud, 631.\\nGod first planted a, 167.\\nin her looks, 261.\\nGod the first, made, 261.\\nin her face, there is a, 685.\\nnoblemen of the. 507.\\nof cucumbers, lodge in a, 832.\\nof girls, the rosebud, 631.\\nof liberty s tree, 516.\\nwas a wild, the, 513.\\nwe turn a cow out of a, 371.\\nGardens trim, that in, 249.\\nGarden s end, river at my. 289.\\nGardener, the grand old. 624.\\nGardeners, no ancient gentlemen but,\\n143.\\nGarish eye, day s, 250.\\nsun, worship to the, 107.\\nGarland and singing robes, 253.\\ngreen willow is my, 9.\\nimm ortal, is to be run for, 254.\\nof the war is withered, 159.\\nto 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fragments, 843.\\nye rosebuds while ye may, 202.\\nGathers no moss, rolling stone, 14, 711.\\nGathered every vice, 332.\\nGatherer and disposer, 175.\\nGathering her brows, 451.\\nGaudy, neat not, 510.\\nrich not, 130.\\nGaul, to Greece to, 416.\\nGaunt, old John of, 80.\\nGauntlet with a gift in 621.\\nGave his father grief, 335.\\nto misery all he had. 386.\\nwhat we, we have, 802.\\nGay and festive scenes, 678.\\nand ornate, 242.\\ncities, far from, 345.\\nfrom grave to, 320.\\ngilded scenes, 299.\\ngrandsire, 395.\\nhope is theirs, 381.\\ninnocent as, 308.\\nLothario, haughty gallant, 301.\\nrhetoric, dear wit and, 246.\\nwould not if I could be, 456.\\nGayety of nations, eclipsed the, 369.\\nGa}iy the troubadour, 581.\\nGaze and show of the time, 126.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0986.jp2"}, "981": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n957\\nGaze, thou art gone from my, 587.\\nwith all the town, 677.\\nGazed, and still they, 397.\\nGazelle, nursed a dear, 526.\\nGazing rustics, amazed the, 397.\\nGebir, wicked spells of, 512.\\nGeese are swans, all our, 188.\\nGem instinct with music, 485.\\nof purest ray serene, 385.\\nof the old rock, 219.\\nof the sea, first, 522.\\nupon her zone, the best, 598.\\nGems, eyes reflecting, 96.\\nof heaven, 233.\\nof Samarcand, all the, 437.\\nrich and rare were the, 520.\\nthe starry girdle of the year, 513.\\nGeneral, good captain lost in an ill, 779.\\nt was caviare to the, 134.\\nGeneralities, glittering, 589.\\nGeneration, men from a former, 530.\\npasseth away, 830.\\nGenerations, enmity of twenty, 592.\\nhonoured in their, 837.\\nthe cross leads, on, 566.\\nGenerous and free, 285.\\nfriendship, 339.\\nGenial current of the soul, 384.\\nmorn appears, when, 513.\\nGenius and mortal instruments, 111.\\nbane of all, 567.\\ncommands thee, 674.\\ngoes and folly stays, 600.\\nno, without a tincture of madness, 714.\\none, fit one science, 323.\\nparting, is with sighing sent, 251.\\npatience an ingredient of, 608.\\nproof of, 590.\\nthe substitute for. 414.\\nwhich can perish, all of, 552.\\nwork of, 602.\\nGenteel in personage, 285.\\nthing, the. 401.\\nGentil dedes, to do the, 4.\\nherte, priketh every, 2.\\nknight, a veray parfit, 1.\\nthat doth gentil dedis, 4.\\nGentilitv, cottage of, 507.\\nGentilman. Jafeth, 182.\\nJhesus, 182.\\ntake him for the gretest, 4.\\nGentle airs, fresh gales and, 238.\\nand low her voice, 149.\\nbeast, very, 59.\\nblood, signe to know the, 29.\\ncraft, 856.\\ndeeds, to do the, 4.\\ndulness ever loves a joke, 331.\\nearth, lie lightly, 197.\\nhis life was, 115.\\nknight, a very perfect, 1.\\nlights without a name, 256.\\nlimbs did she undress, her, 499.\\npeace, carry, 100.\\nrain from heaven, 64.\\nshepherd tell me where, 672.\\nsleep nature s soft nurse, 89.\\nspring, come, 355.\\nGentle though retired, 444.\\nyet not dull, 257.\\nGentle-hearted Charles, my, 501.\\nGentleman and scholar, 447.\\nfirst true, that ever breathed, 182.\\ngrand old name of, 633.\\nis not in your books, 50.\\nno ancient, but gardeners, 143.\\nnomination of this, 145.\\nnow be thing the, 686.\\nprince of darkness is a, 147, 256.\\nsince I was a, 182.\\nso stout a, 87.\\nwho was then the, 685.\\nGentlemen, cooks are, 187.\\nGod Almighty s, 268.\\nmob of, 329.\\nof England, 176.\\nof the French guards, 856.\\nof the shade, 82.\\nthe seamen were not, 593.\\nthree, at once, 440.\\ntwo single, rolled in one, 454.\\nwere not seamen, 593.\\nwho wrote with ease, 329.\\nGently as a sucking dove, 57.\\ndo my spiriting, 42.\\non him, his faults he, 100.\\nscan your brother man, 448.\\nspeak, t is a little thing, 683.\\ntime has touched me, 445.\\ntouch us, time, 538.\\nupon my heart, 617.\\nGenuine and less guilty wealth, 257.\\nGeographers in Afric maps, 289.\\nin their maps, 722.\\nGeography, despite of, 212.\\nGeometric scale, 210.\\nGeometry, royal path to, 811.\\nGeorge, if his name be, 78.\\nthat swinged the dragon, 78.\\nthe Third was king, when, 556.\\nGerman to the matter, 145.\\nGermans have the empire of the air, 577.\\nGestic lore, skilled in, 395.\\nGesture, dignity in every, 237.\\nGet a man s own, to, 279.\\nmoney still get money, 177.\\nout of my house, 791.\\nplace and wealth, 329.\\nthee behind me Satan, 840.\\nthee to a nunnery, 136.\\nunderstanding, 825.\\nGets him to rest, 92.\\nGetting and spending. 476.\\nup not so easj 7 as lying. 584.\\nGhastly smile, death grinned a, 229.\\nGhost besprent with April dew, ISO.\\nlike an ill-used, 355.\\nof him, I 11 make a, 131.\\nScipio s, walks unavenged, 298.\\nstubborn, unlaid, 244.\\nthe hoUow, 665.\\nthere needs no, 132.\\nvex not his, O let him pass, 149-\\nwhat beckoning, 335.\\nGhosts of defunct bodies, 210.\\nshoals of visionary, 344.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0987.jp2"}, "982": {"fulltext": "958\\nINDEX.\\nGhosts, true love is like, 795.\\nGiant branches tossed, 569.\\ndies, pang as great as when a, 48.\\ndies, fling but a stone the, 354.\\nmass, baby figure of the, 102.\\non the shoulders of a, 185, 206, 504.\\nthe western, 687.\\ntyrannous to use it like a, 48.\\nGiants in the earth, 812.\\nGiant s strength, excellent to have a, 48.\\nunchained strength, 572.\\nGiant-dwarf Dan Cupid, 55.\\nGibber, squeak and, 126.\\nGibbets keep in awe, 311.\\nunloaded all the, 86.\\nGibes, where be your, 144.\\nGiddy and unfirm, our fancies are more,\\n75.\\nand unseen, 89.\\npaced times, 75.\\nGift for my fair, found out a, 380.\\nheaven s last best, 235.\\nhorse in the mouth, 11, 211, 771.\\nis as a precious stone, 827.\\nof beauty, the fatal, 545.\\nof fortune, well-favoured man is a, 51.\\nof heaven, good sense the, 322.\\nof heaven, moderation the, 698.\\nof noble origin, 474.\\nof poesy, heavenly, 270.\\nthat no philosophy can lift, 486.\\nto fools avail, what, 344.\\nto know it, they have the, 68.\\nwhich God has given, 488.\\nGifts and dispensations, 212.\\ndeath craves not only, 696.\\nof a bad man, 698.\\nof the world, 06.\\nrich, wax poor, 136.\\nseven hundred pounds is good, 45.\\nthat took all eyes, 600.\\nGiftie gie us, 448.\\nGild refined gold paint the lily, 79.\\nthe vernal morn, 424.\\nGilded fool, thinks better of a, 181.\\nGilead, balm in, 835.\\nGill shall dance, 199.\\nGilpin long live he, 417.\\nGilt, dust that is a little, 102.\\no erdusted, more laud than, 102.\\nGineral C. is a dreffle smart man, 059.\\nGinger shall be hot in the mouth, 75.\\nGingerly, as, 852.\\nGirdeth on his harness, 816.\\nGirdle of the year, starry, 513.\\nround about the earth, 58.\\nround about the world, 36.\\nGirl, then spoke I to my, 201.\\nunschooled unpractised, 64.\\nGirls, be courted in your, 406.\\nbetween two, 93.\\ngolden lads and, 160.\\nthat are so smart, of all the, 285.\\nrosebud garden of, 631.\\nun-idea d, 369.\\nGirl-graduates, sweet, 629.\\nGirt with golden wings, 243.\\nGive a cup of water, to, 577.\\nGive ample room and verge enough, 383.\\nan inch he 11 take an ell, 20.\\nevery man thy ear, 130.\\ngive, crying, 829.\\nhim a little earth for charity, 100.\\nhis little senate laws, 327, 336.\\nit an understanding, 129.\\nme a cigar, 555.\\nme a look give me a face, 178.\\nme again my hollow tree, 328.\\nme another horse, 97.\\nme back my heart, 540.\\nme liberty or death, 430.\\nme my childhood again, 668.\\nme the ocular proof, 154.\\nme that man, 138.\\nme what this riband bound, 220.\\nmore blessed to, 843.\\nme neither poverty nor riches, 829.\\nsorrow words, 124.\\nthe devil his due, 83.\\nthe world the lie, 25.\\nthee all I can no more, 525.\\nthee sixpence, I, 464.\\nthy thoughts no tongue, 129.\\nto get esteem, they, 395.\\nwhat thou canst, 421.\\nGives, blesseth him that, 64.\\nmuch receives but nothing, 672.\\nnot till judgment guide, 102.\\nthe nod, 337.\\nwhat he has, he, 102.\\nGiven, to him that hath shall be, 841.\\nthem the slip, 2S4.\\nto hospitality, 844.\\nunsought is better, love, 76.\\nyou, ask and it shall be, 839.\\nGivers prove unkind, 136.\\nGiveth his beloved sleep, 824.\\nGiving, godlike in, 519.\\nthy sum of more, 67.\\nGlad diviner s theme, 268.\\nfather, wise son maketh a, 825.\\nhe thanks God, 370.\\nme with its soft black eye, 526.\\nof yore, we have been, 471.\\nthe heart of man maketh, 823.\\nwaters of the c ark blue sea, 550.\\nwould lay me down, 239.\\nGlade, points to yonder, 335.\\nGladiator, I see before me the, 543.\\nGladlier grew, 237.\\nGladly to the b adder end, 4.\\nwolde he lerne, 2.\\nwould I meet mortality, 239.\\nGladness, hospitality sitting with, 617.\\nof heart, 837.\\nshared each other s, 611.\\nyouthful poets begin in, 470.\\nGladsome light of jurisprudence, 24.\\nGlance from heaven to earth, 59.\\nof the mind, how fleet is a, 416.\\ntheir many-twinkling feet, 382.\\nGlancing of an eye, upward, 497.\\nGlare, maidens caught by, 540.\\nof false science, 428.\\nGlass darkly, see through a, 845.\\ndome of many-coloured, 565.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0988.jp2"}, "983": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n959\\nGlass, excuse for the, she 11 prove, 442.\\nhe was indeed the, 89.\\nU good and a lass is good, 673.\\nof fashion and mould of form, 136.\\nof liquid fire, 457.\\nshe made mouths in a, 147.\\nthou art thy mother s, 161\\nturn down an empty, 760.\\nwherein the noble youth, 88.\\nGlasses, fill all the, 260.\\nitself in tempests, 547.\\nShakespeare and musical, 402.\\nstand to your, steady, 641.\\nGlassy essence, his, 48.\\nGleam of time, life a, 580.\\nGleams purpurea!, 482.\\nGleamed upon my sight, first she, 474.\\nGleaming taper s light, 399.\\nGleaning of the grapes of Ephraim, 814.\\nGlee, filled one home with, 570.\\nforward and frolic, 491.\\nlaughed with counterfeited, 397.\\nso many and such, 574.\\nGlib and oily art, I want that, 140.\\nGlide through a quiet dream, 538.\\nGlides the bonnie boat, 674.\\nthe smooth current, 367.\\nGlimmer on my mind, to, 514.\\nGlimmering and decays, 264.\\nsquare, slowly grows a, 630.\\ntapers to the sim, 443.\\nthrough the dream of things, 541.\\nGlimpse divine, is left, nor, 332.\\ngives but a, 378.\\nof happiness, 221.\\nGlimpses of forgotten dreams, 623.\\nof the moon, 131.\\nthat would make me less forlorn,\\n476.\\nGlisteneth, all is not gold that, 173.\\nGlistering grief, perked up in, 98.\\nwith dew, 233.\\nGlisters, all that, is not gold, 62.\\nGlittering eye, with his, 498.\\ngeneralities, 589.\\nin golden coats like images, 8G.\\nlike the morning star, 409.\\nGlobe, all that tread the, 572.\\nannual visit o er the, 438.\\nin this distracted, 132.\\nitself shall dissolve, 43.\\ntwirls the spotty, 637.\\nGloom, chase my, away, 456.\\ncounterfeit a, 250.\\nof earthquake, 564.\\nGloomy and peculiar, 677.\\nas night he stands, 345.\\nGlorie, thin be the, 3.\\nGlories in the dust shall lay, 337.\\nlike glow-worms, 181.\\nof our blood and state, 209.\\npast, all their, 561.\\nGlorified candy, 509.\\nGlorify, a God to, 672.\\nwhat else is damned, 354.\\nGlorious and free, 522.\\nby all that s good and, 554.\\nby my pen, 257.\\nGlorious by my sword, 257.\\nin arms, 55.\\nin a pipe, tobacco, 555.\\nmorning, full many a, 161.\\nsong of old, that, 640.\\nsummer, 95.\\nTarn was, 451.\\nuncertainty of the law, 350.\\nwar, circumstance of, 154.\\nworks, these are thy, 235.\\nGloriously drunk, 421.\\nGlory, air of, walking in an, 263.\\nand good of art, 651.\\nand peace, he died in, 571.\\nand shame of the universe, 799.\\nand the dream, 477.\\nbut his country s good, no, 571.\\ndesire of, 747.\\ndies not, the, 674.\\ndo not seek, 460.\\nexcess of, obscured, 225.\\nfirst in place first in, 344.\\nfrom defect arise, so may a, 650.\\nfrom his gray hairs gone, 618.\\nfull meridian of my, 99.\\nfull-orbed, 507.\\ngo where, waits thee, 519.\\nguards with solemn round, 681.\\nhoary head is a crown of, 826.\\nhonour praise and, 303.\\nin a sea of, 99.\\nis in their shame, whose, 847.\\njest and riddle of the world, 317.\\nleads the way, 281.\\nleft him alone with his, 563.\\nno path of flowers lead to, 797.\\nno sound can awake him to, 666.\\nnot hate but, 338.\\nnothing so expensive as, 460.\\nof a capacious mind, 342.\\nof a creditor, 46.\\nof an April day, the uncertain, 44.\\nof God, heavens declare the, 819.\\nof the Creator, 169.\\nof the times, were the, 837.\\nof this world, vain pomp and, 99.\\none shame and one, 658.\\nor the grave, rush to, 515.\\npassed from the earth, 477.\\npath of duty the way to, 628.\\npaths of, lead to the grave, 384.\\npeep into, 264.\\npursue, and generous shame, 382.\\nRome in the height of her, 533.\\nset the stars of, 573.\\nshare the, the many s eyes, 104.\\nshows the way, 281.\\nsons of France, awake to, 804.\\nthat was Greece, 640.\\nthis gain of our best, 39.\\nto God in the highest, 841.\\ntrack the steps of, 552.\\ntrailing clouds of, 477.\\ntrod the ways of, 100.\\nvain pomp and, 99.\\nvisions of, 383.\\nwaits ye, this goin ware, 659.\\nwho pants for, 329.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0989.jp2"}, "984": {"fulltext": "960\\nINDEX.\\nGlory, who walked in, 470.\\nGlory s lap, low they lie in, 496.\\nmorning gate, 639.\\npage, rank thee upon, 518.\\nthrill is o er, 519.\\nGloss of art, than all the, 398.\\nGlove, hand and, 413.\\nO that I were a, 105.\\nGlow, my heart has learned to, 346.\\nGlowered amazed and curious, 451.\\nGlows in every heart, 310.\\nin the stars, 316.\\nwith one resentment, 339.\\nGlow-worm lend thee her eyes, 202.\\nshows the matin to be near, 132.\\nGlow-worms, glories like, 181.\\nGlozed the tempter, 239.\\nGluttony, swinish, 246.\\nGnat, strain at a, 840.\\nGo ahead, be sure you are right then,\\n852.\\nand do thou likewise, 842.\\nboldly forth my simple lay, 437.\\ncall a coach, 285.\\ncall it madness, 456.\\ndown to the sea in ships, 823.\\nforget me, 563.\\nforth under the open sky, 572.\\nhis halves, I 11, 772.\\nlittle booke, 6.\\nlovely rose, 220.\\nno more a-roving, 553.\\non forever, but I, 627.\\npoor devil get thee gone, 378.\\nshall I bid her, 406.\\nsoul the body s guest, 25.\\nthat the devil drives, 18.\\nto grass, 198.\\nto the ant thou sluggard, 825.\\nwe know not where, 48.\\nwhere glory waits thee, 519.\\nwhither thou goest I will, 814.\\nwith fainting steps they, 398.\\nGoads, words of the wise as, 832.\\nGoal, do not turn back just at the, 711,\\n729.\\nof ill, final, 632.\\nthe grave is not its, 612.\\nye win, till the, 641.\\nGoats upon the left hand, 657.\\nGoblet, parcel-gilt, 89.\\nGoblin damned, 130.\\nGod a necessary Being, 266.\\na zeal of, 844.\\nabove or man below, 315.\\nall mercy is a God unjust, 308.\\nAlmighty first planted a garden, 167.\\nAlmighty s gentlemen, 268.\\nalone was to be seen in heaven, 553.\\nan animal immortal, 764.\\nan atheist half believes a, 308.\\nan attribute to, 64.\\nand Mammon, cannot serve, 838.\\nand nature with actors fill, 194.\\nand your native land, 561.\\nanswers sudden on some prayers, 621.\\nas lightning does the will of, 538.\\nassumes the, 271,\\nGod, attribute to, 64.\\nat all, who think not, 242.\\nawe-inspiring, 480.\\nbe for us, if, 848.\\nbeginning mean and end, 654.\\nbless no harm in blessing, 351.\\nbless the king, 351.\\nbless us all, 351.\\nbosom of his, 386.\\nbosom of, the seat of the law, 31.\\nbuilds a church to, 322.\\nbuilt a church to, 415.\\ncalled mind fate and Jupiter, 764.\\ncalm on the bosom of thy, 570.\\nconscious water saw its, 258.\\ncould hardly love and be wise, a, 708.\\ncould have made a better berry, 157.\\ndear to, and famous to all ages, 254.\\ndeclare the glory of, 819.\\ndevote ourselves to, 643.\\ndisposes, man proposes but, 7.\\ndoorkeeper in the house of my, 821.\\ndreadful as the Manichean, 421.\\ndue reverence to, 170.\\nerects a house of prayer, wherever, 286.\\neternal years of, 573.\\nevery, did seem to set his seal, 140.\\nexcellent angler now with, 208.\\nfarthest from, 283.\\nfast by the oracle of, 223.\\nfavours the heaviest battalions, 801.\\nfear of, before their eyes, 844.\\nfeared, and eschewed evil, 816.\\nfirst planted a garden, 167.\\nfollows nature up to nature s, 304.\\nfools call nature what I call, 651.\\nforbid, 844.\\nfreedom to worship, 570.\\nfrom thee we spring, great, 367.\\nfrom whom all blessings flow, 278.\\nfulfils himself in many ways, 629.\\nfurther from, 12.\\ngave the increase, 845.\\ngive each moment to, 359.\\ngives us love, 624.\\ngives virtue to every man, 421.\\ngives wind by measure, 206.\\nglad that he thanks, 370.\\ngrace of, to man, 673.\\nhad I but served my, 100.\\nhas given you one face, 136.\\nhas not the figure of man, 675.\\nhas sifted three kingdoms, 616.\\nhath a temple, where, 192.\\nhath joined together, 848.\\nhath made man upright, 831.\\nhath made them so, 301.\\nhath made this world so fair, 497.\\nheavens declare the glory of, 819.\\nhelp thyself and, will help thee, 206.\\nhelps them that help themselves, 360.\\nhelps those who help themselves, 265.\\nher fathers before her, 493.\\nhimself scarce seemed to be, 499.\\nI want to be forgotten by, 643.\\nimage of, in ebony, 222.\\nin apprehension how like a, 134.\\nin clouds, sees, 315,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0990.jp2"}, "985": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n961\\nGod in his works and word, 304.\\nin the bush with, may meet, 598.\\nis God, since, 653.\\nis in his heaven, 644.\\nis love, 640.\\nis near, none but, 497.\\nis our refuge, 820.\\nis our trust, in, 517.\\nis the creator of the universe, 765.\\nis the perfect poet, 643.\\nis unity, 764.\\njust are the ways of, 242.\\njustify the ways of, 223.\\nlet us worship, 447.\\nliving as if there were no, 643.\\nmade all the creatures, 647.\\nmade him let him pass, 61.\\nmade the country, 417.\\nmajesty of, revere, 391.\\nmarble leapt to life a, 564.\\nmay be had for the asking, 658.\\nmighty fortress is our, 770.\\nmills of, grind slowly, 793.\\nmoves in a mysterious way, 423.\\nmy father and my friend, 278.\\nnature is the art of, 218, 310.\\nnecessary to invent, 800.\\nnever dooms to waste, 643.\\nnever sends the mouth, 11.\\nno, dare wrong a worm. 600.\\nnoblest work of, 319, 447.\\nobedience to, 859.\\nof my idolatry, 106.\\nof sea, the stern, 253.\\nof storms, give her to the, 635.\\non our side, 506.\\non the side of the heaviest battalions.\\n801.\\none law one element one, 634.\\none of those that will not serve, 149.\\none that feared, 816.\\none that would circumvent, 143.\\nonly, he for, 232.\\nor devil, every man was, 268.\\nour mind is, 742.\\nPan the awe-inspiring, 480.\\npassed the days with, 305.\\npowers ordained of, 844.\\nput your trust in, 588.\\nreason and the will of, 665.\\nrevere the majesty of, 391.\\nround fat oily man of, 357.\\nsanction of the, 337.\\nsave the king, 285.\\nscourge of, 571.\\nsecurity of a, 164.\\nsend thee good ale enough, 23.\\nsendeth and giveth, 20.\\nsends a cheerful hour. 252.\\nsends his hail, unless, 643.\\nsends meat, 20.\\nservant of, well done, 236.\\nservice ranks the same with, 644.\\nshall raise me up, 26.\\nsifted a whole nation, 266.\\nso near to man is, 600.\\nspirit shall return unto, 832.\\nstern daughter of the voice of, 475.\\nGod, sunflower turns on her, 520.\\ntakes a text, 205.\\ntemple built to, 206.\\ntempers the wind, 379.\\nthe Father God the Son, 303.\\nthe first garden made, 261.\\nthe soul, 316.\\nthe Spirit three in one, 303.\\nthe varied, are but the, 357.\\nthrough darkness up to, 632.\\nthy God my, S14.\\nto glorify, a, 672.\\nto ruin designed, 269.\\nto scan, presume not, 317.\\nto take in, Go$.\\nup to nature s, 320, 610.\\nvindicate the ways of, 315.\\nwaited six thousand years, 670.\\nwhat shall I render to my, 301.\\nwho builds a church to, 323.\\nwho gave us life, 434.\\nwho is our home, 477.\\nwhose, is their belly, 847.\\nwill help thee, 797.\\nwrote the bill, as if, 600.\\nzeal of, 844.\\nGods and men, dear to, 347.\\nangels would be, 316.\\napprove the depth, 481.\\nare just, the, 149.\\narrive when half -gods go, 599.\\naspiring to be, 316.\\nbestow what man gives, 346.\\ndaughter of the, 624.\\ndetest my baseness, the, 158.\\ndish fit for the, 111.\\nfast doth diet oft with. 249.\\nhad made thee poetical, 70.\\nhow he will talk, 281.\\nin the names of all the, 110.\\nit doth amaze me, 110.\\nkings it makes, 97.\\nland of lost, 541.\\nlove, whom the, 558.\\nof the place, worship the, 193.\\nprovide thee, the good the, 272.\\nsacred to, is misery, 343.\\nsee everywhere, the, 615.\\ntemples of his, 593.\\nthemselves throw incense, 148.\\nutterance of the early, 575.\\nvoice of all the, 56.\\nGod s blessing, out of, 17, 785.\\nearthly power show likest, 64.\\nfirst temples, the groves were, 573.\\ngoodness flowed around, 620.\\nimage, man, 254.\\njustice tardy, 652.\\nmill grinds slow, 206.\\nnature s good and, 644.\\nown hand, writ by, 310.\\npatience, abusing of, 45.\\nprovidence seeming estranged, 5S6.\\nside, one is a majority on, 641.\\nskirts, caught at, 645.\\nsons are things, 368.\\nthy country s, and truth s, 100.\\nGoddess, like a thrifty, 46.\\n61", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0991.jp2"}, "986": {"fulltext": "962\\nINDEX.\\nGoddess, night sable, 306.\\nroves, where er the, 382.\\nshe moves a, 337.\\nshone before, the, 340.\\nsing, heavenly, 336.\\nwrite about it and about it, 332.\\nGodfathers of heaven s lights, 54.\\nGod-given strength, 489.\\nGodlike forehead, the, 486.\\nin giving, 519.\\nis it all sin to leave, 793.\\nreason, capability and, 142.\\nGodliness, cheerful, 472.\\ncleanliness next to, 359.\\nGoes against my stomach, 70.\\nhonest as the world, 133.\\nto bed sober, 184.\\nto the wall, weakest, 104.\\nGoeth a-borrowing, 21.\\nGoethe s sage mind, 065.\\nGoin ware glory waits ye, this, 659.\\nGoing guest, speed the, 328.\\nhome, I am, 598.\\nlooketh well to his, 826.\\nthe way of all flesh, 181.\\nthe way of all the earth, 814,\\nupon the order of your, 122.\\nGold, age of, 251.\\nall Bocara s vaunted, 437.\\nall is not, that glisteneth, 173.\\nall that glisters is not, 02, 790.\\nalmighty, 178, 431.\\nand .silver not the only coin, 699.\\napples of,\\nas a jewel of, 826.\\nbarbarie pearl and, 226.\\nbeauty provoketh thieves sooner than,\\n66,\\nblack with tarnished, 45\\nbright and yellow\\nclad in blue and, r\\nclasps, book in, 104.\\ndespise, what female tan. 881,\\nfire the test of, 714.\\ngild refined, paint the lily, 79.\\ngleaming in purple and, 551.\\ngold gold gold, 586.\\nharmless, 067.\\nhe Loved, In special, 2.\\nin cofre, but little, 1.\\nin phisike i., a cordial, 2.\\nin the realms of, 57i\\ninto a shower of, 32.\\nlaburnums dropping, 7\\nlife not bought with, .V.Y.I\\nmaiden true betrayed for, 489.\\nnarrowing lust ol\\nue is no, as l have herd, 5.\\nputines of bright, 65.\\nroad whose dust is, 936b\\nsaint-seducing, 104,\\nservile opportunity to, 488.\\nthat shineth as the. 5.\\nthe rocks pure, 44.\\nthrice their weight in, 456.\\nthumb of, had a, 2.\\ntrodden, 225.\\nturning opportunity to, 483.\\nGold, wedges of, 96.\\nweighs truth with, 330.\\nwhose crying is a cry for, 629.\\nwhose dust is, 236.\\nGolden axe, with a, 108.\\nbowl be broken, 831.\\ndeeds, fruitful of, 230.\\nexhalations of the dawn, 504.\\nkeys, clutch the, 633.\\nlads and girls, 160.\\nlamps in a green night, 262.\\nlocks, his, 24.\\nmean, 345, 424.\\nnumbers, add to, 182.\\nopes the iron shuts amain, 247.\\nopinions, I have bought, 118.\\nprime of Haroun Alraschid, 623.\\nshores, to these, 45.\\nsilence is, 579.\\nsorrow r wear a, 98.\\nstory, locks in the, 104.\\nurns draw light, 236.\\nwindow of the east, 104.\\nwings, angel girt with, 243.\\nGoldsmith foolish without a pen, 374.\\nhere lies Nolly, 388.\\nwrote better than any man, 373.\\nGondola, you have swam in a, 71.\\nGone and done it, having, (H)8.\\nand forever, thou art, 491.\\nand past help, what s, 77.\\nbefore, not dead but, 455.\\nbefore, not lost but, 283\\nfurther and fared worse, 17.\\nnow thou art, 247.\\nGood, all things work together for, 844.\\nAmericans when they die, 638.\\nand bad angel, 1 ST.\\nand great, proclaim him, 299.\\nand glorious, by all that s, 554.\\nand ill together, 74.\\nand the bad, two nations, 263.\\napprehension of the, 81.\\nare better made by ill, 155.\\nas a feast, enough is, 20, 38.\\nas a play, V).\\nas she was fair, she was, 455.\\nat a fight, 510.\\nat sudden commendations, 101.\\nbeginning good end, 13.\\nbeneath the, how far, 382.\\nbe out of the world, as, 296.\\nbodes me no, 349.\\nbooks however, 444.\\nbye proud world.\\nby stealth, do, 329.\\ncannot come to, 1 28.\\ncheer, play and make, 20.\\nclever men are, 578.\\ncompany and good discourse, 208.\\ncompany in a journey, 207.\\nconscience, 59.\\ndeed in a naughty world, 00.\\ndeed, kind of, to say well, 98.\\ndie first, the, 479.\\ndiffused may more abundant grow, 1 15.\\ndigestion wait on appetite, 122.\\ndisinterested is not our trade, 417.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0992.jp2"}, "987": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n963\\nGood, embryo, 660.\\nevil be thou my, 231.\\nfaire is by nature, 29.\\nfamiliar creature, wine is a, 152.\\nfellows, king of, 93.\\nfellows together, we re all, 673.\\nfellowship in thee, 83.\\nfew know their own, 274.\\nfor a bootless bene, what is, 479.\\nfor our country s, 445.\\nfor sore eyes, 292.\\nfor us to be here, 840.\\nfortune, diligence mother of, 791.\\nfortune means to men most, 79.\\nfrom seeming evil educing, 357.\\nglow for others 335, 346.\\ngods how he will talk, 281.\\ngray head, oh, 627.\\ngreat man, 502.\\nhand that made you fair made you, 49.\\nhater, he was a, 375.\\nhe scorned stalked off, the, 355.\\nhold fast that which is, 847.\\nhold thou the, 632.\\nill wind blows no man to, 90.\\nill wind turns none to, 20.\\nin everything, 67.\\ninterred with their bones, 113.\\nis a good doctor, 603.\\njust and honest, 670.\\nkill a man as a good book, 254.\\nknow what were, to do, 60.\\nlove sought is, 76.\\nluck would have it, 46.\\nluxury of doing, 295, 394, 444.\\nmakes his promise, 851.\\nman never dies, the, 496.\\nman prolongs his life, 722.\\nman yields his breath, 496.\\nman s feast, sat at a, 68.\\nman s life, best portion of, 467.\\nman s love, thank heaven for a, 70.\\nman s sin, 513.\\nman s smile, 397.\\nmeans my son be, 444.\\nmeans of evil out of, 223.\\nmen and true, are you, 51.\\nmen must associate, 408.\\nmoral evil and of, 466.\\nmorning, bid me, 433.\\nmouth-filling oath, S6.\\nmy stomach is not, 22.\\nname better than precious ointment,\\n830.\\nname in man and woman, 153.\\nname is rather to be chosen, 827.\\nnever shall be one lost, 649.\\nnews baits, 242.\\nnews from a far country, 828.\\nnight and joy be wi you, 458.\\nnight, my native land, 540.\\nnight, say not, 433.\\nnight till it be morrow, 106.\\nnight, to each a fair, 490.\\nno glory but his country s, 571.\\nnoble to be, tis, 624.\\nnor aught so, 106.\\nnot, that man should live alone, 812.\\nGood, not too bright or, 474.\\nnothing, or bad, 134.\\nof my country, 305.\\nof themselves, hearkeners seldom\\nhear, 283.\\noft interred with their bones, 113.\\nold age, in a, 812.\\nold cause, beauty of the, 472.\\nold-fashioned but choicely, 208.\\nold-gentlemanly vice, 556.\\nold man he will be talking, 52.\\nold rule, the, 473.\\nopinion of the law, 440.\\nor evil side, 657.\\nor evil times, 166.\\nor ill of man, 744.\\norators when they are out, 71.\\novercome evil with, 844.\\nparent of, 235.\\npart, hath chosen that. 842.\\npartial evil universal, 316.\\npeople all with one accord, 400.\\npleasure ease content, 318.\\nrepay evil for his, 346.\\nreport and evil report, S46.\\nrepressing ill crowning, 438.\\nsense the gift of heaven, 322.\\nset terms, 68.\\nsir I owe you one, 454.\\nsome fleeting, 394.\\nsome said it might do, 265.\\nsome special. 106.\\nsword rust. 502.\\nthat call evil, 833.\\nthat I would I do not, 844.\\nthe gods provide thee, take the, 272.\\nthe law is, 847.\\nthe more communicated, 235.\\nthere dwelt all s that, 220.\\nthing, too much of a, 71\\nthing out of Nazareth, 842.\\nthings will strive to dwell, 43.\\ntime coming, there s a, 493.\\nto be honest and true, 450.\\nto be merry and wise, 937.\\nto be noble we 11 be, 406.\\nto be true, too, 284.\\nto be zealously affected, 846.\\nto know what were, 60.\\nto love the unknown, 509.\\nto me is lost, all, 231.\\nto the heels is the slipper, 637.\\ntruly great who are truly, 37.\\nuniversal, all partial evil, 316.\\nvery excellent, 71.\\nwar or bad peace, 361.\\nwe oft might win, lose the, 47.\\nwhat was shall be. 649.\\nwiU be the final goal of ill, 632.\\nwill toward men, 841.\\nwind that bloweth no man, 20.\\nwind which turneth none to, 20.\\nwine needs no bush, 72.\\nwits jump, 378, 791.\\nworks, full of, 843.\\nworks, rich in, 848.\\nworld to live in, 279.\\nGoods, all my worldly, 851.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0993.jp2"}, "988": {"fulltext": "964\\nINDEX.\\nGoods the gods provide you, 701.\\nthou hast much, laid up, 842.\\nGoodliest, express her, 148.\\nman of men, Adam the, 232.\\nGoodly are thy tents, 813.\\nheritage, 818.\\noutside, falsehood hath a, 61.\\nsight to see, 540.\\nGoodman Dull, 55.\\nGoodness and grace, I thank the, 534.\\nflowed around God s, 620.\\ngreatness and, are not means, 502.\\ngreatness on, loves to slide, 267.\\nhow awful is, 234.\\nin his little finger, more, 293.\\nin things evil, there is some, 92.\\nlead him not, if, 205.\\nmorrow I bade to sorrow, 574.\\nnever fearful, 49.\\nof good men, 699.\\nthinks no ill, 231.\\nGood-night, gives the stern st, 119.\\nGood-will on earth, 841.\\nGoose, pampered, 318.\\nroyal game of, 398.\\nsold him a bargain, a, 55.\\nGoose-pen, write with a, 76.\\nGorboduc, king, 77.\\nGordian knot unloose, 91.\\nGore, shedding seas of, 559.\\nGorge rises at it, my, 144.\\nGorgeous east, 226.\\npalace, deceit in, 107.\\npalaces the solemn temples, 43.\\nGorgons hydras and chinijeras dire, 228.\\nGory locks at me, never shake thy, 122.\\nGospel, all is not, 16.\\nbrown bread and the, 283.\\nem? nation from the, 460.\\nGospel-books, lineaments of, 23.\\nGospel-light first dawned, 387.\\nGossip of the air, babbling, 75.\\nreport, 63.\\nGovern, king reigns but does not, 810.\\nmy passion, may I, 670.\\nthe world, syllables, 196.\\nthey that, make least noise, 196.\\nthose that toil, 395.\\nthou my song, 236.\\nGovernment, a conservative, 607.\\nfor forms of, 318.\\nfounded on compromise, 409.\\nhalf slave half free, 622.\\nis a trust, 517.\\nmade for and by the people, 532, 622.\\nof all the people, 639.\\nof the- people by the people, 622.\\npreservation of the general, 435.\\nthe best, 589.\\nwithout a king, 588.\\nGowans fine, and pu d the, 449.\\nGowd, man s the, for a that, 452.\\nGown, plucked his, 397.\\nGowns, fellow that hath two, 53.\\nfurred, hide all, 148.\\nGrace, act that blurs the, 140.\\naffordeth health, 22.\\nall above is, 270.\\nGrace and blush of modesty, 140.\\nand virtue are within, 215.\\nangels and ministers of, 130.\\nbeyond the reach of art, 323.\\nchief of a thousand for, 682.\\ndoes it with a better, 75.\\nease with, 357.\\nfaUen from, 846.\\nfree nature s, 357.\\nhalf so good a, 47.\\nif possible with, 329.\\ninward and spiritual, 850.\\nlet your speech be with, 847.\\nlove of, for, 141.\\nme no grace, 862.\\nmelancholy, 482.\\nmelody of every, 259.\\nmickle is the powerful, 106.\\nmore of his, than gifts, 174.\\nmy cause, little shall I, 150.\\nnever mind did mind his, 23.\\nof a day, the tender, 627.\\nof finer form, 490.\\nof God to man, 673.\\nof life, unbought, 410.\\npower of, 513.\\npowerful, that lies in herbs, 106.\\npurity of, 550.\\nsnatch a, 323.\\nsupply, let thy, 390.\\nswears with so much, 281.\\nsweet attractive kind of, 23, 232.\\nthat is dead, 627.\\nthat makes simplicity a, 178.\\nthat won, 237.\\nto his meat, never to say, 291.\\nto win, with, 600.\\nwas in all her steps, 237.\\nwas seated on this brow, 140.\\nGraces, all other, 265, 351.\\nlead these, to the grave, 74.\\npeculiar, shot forth, 235.\\nsacrifice to the, 353.\\nGraced with polished manners, 422.\\nGraceful acts, those, 238.\\nGraceless zealots fight, 318.\\nGracious is the time, 127.\\nparts, remembers me of his, 79.\\nTarn grew, 451.\\nwords and apt, 55.\\nGradation, not by old, 149.\\nGradations, no pale, 493.\\nof decay, 367.\\nGraecia Maeonidam jactet sibi, 271.\\nGrain, cheeks of sorry, 246.\\nsay which, will grow, 116.\\nGrains of sand, little, 642.\\nof wheat, two, 60.\\nGrammar controls kings, 798.\\nGrammar-school, erecting a, 94.\\nGrammaticus, rhetor, 268.\\nGrampian hills, on the, 392.\\nGrand gloomy and peculiar, 677.\\nold ballad Patrick Spence, 502.\\nold gardener and his wife, 624.\\nold harper, wind that, 667.\\nold name of gentleman, 633.\\nGrandam, soul of our, 77.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0994.jp2"}, "989": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n965\\nGrandeur, moon s unclouded, 568.\\nold Scotia s, 447.\\nthat was Rome, 640.\\nto our dust, so nigh is, 600.\\nwith a disdainful smile, 384.\\nGrandmother Eve, child of, 54.\\nGrandsire cut in alabaster, 60.\\nphrase, proverbed with a, 104.\\nskilled in gestic lore, 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82.\\nand reverend signiors, 149.\\naspect he rose, with, 227.\\nbetween the cradle and the, 358.\\nbotanize upon his mother s, 471.\\nbut she is in her, 469.\\ncome to thy, in a full age, 816.\\ndark and silent, 26.\\ndread thing, 354.\\nDruid lies in yonder, 390.\\nDuncan is in his, 121.\\nearliest at his, 676.\\nfeet clear of the, 598.\\nforget thee, could not the, 547.\\nfuneral marches to the, 612.\\nghost come from the, 132.\\nhe bade them lie in the, 314.\\nhonoured in his, 620.\\nhungry as the, 356.\\nignoring sleep with thee in the, 87.\\nin a common, 430.\\nin the cold, 583.\\nis not its goal, 612.\\njealousy is cruel as the, 832.\\nkingdom for a little, 82.\\nGrave, lead these graces to the, 74.\\nlow laid in my, 78.\\nLucy is in her, 469.\\nmattock and the, 308.\\nmeasure of an unmade, 108.\\nnight of the, 425.\\non my, as now my bed, 218.\\none foot in the, 198.\\nor mellow, humours whether, 300.\\nour cradle stands in the, 182.\\npaths of glory lead to the, 384.\\nperhaps the early, 558.\\npompous in the, 219.\\nrest in the, 561.\\nrush to glory or the, 515.\\nsecret as the, 792.\\nsenators, most, 151.\\nsteps of glory to the, 552.\\nstrewed thy, 144.\\nstudy, law s, 24.\\nsun shine sweetly on my, 428.\\nthis earth, this, 26.\\nthou art gone to the, 535.\\nthy humble, adorned, 335.\\nto gay lively to severe, 320.\\nto light from, pleasant to severe, 273,\\n799.\\nunknelled without a, 547.\\nuntimely. 200, 851.\\nwhere is thy victory, 335, 846.\\nwhere Laura lay, 26.\\nwith sorrow to the, 813.\\nGraves are pilgrim shrines, 562.\\nare severed far and wide, their, 570.\\ndishonourable, 110.\\nemblems of untimelv, 420.\\nlet s talk of, 81.\\nof memory, 497.\\nof your sires, green, 561.\\nstood tenantless, 126.\\nGrave-digger or hangman, 597.\\nGravel gold, streams their, 257.\\nGravity, humour the test of, 578.\\nout of his bed at midnight, 59.\\nto play at cherry-pit, 76.\\nGray hair, wisdom is the, 836.\\nhairs with sorrow, 813.\\nit is gone and all is, 545.\\nMarathon, age spares, 541.\\nmare the better horse, 17.\\nred spirits and, 173.\\ntears and love for the, 668.\\nGray-hooded even, 243.\\nGrazed the common of literature, 376.\\nGrease, frieth in her own, 16.\\nGreasy aprons, slaves with, 159.\\ncitizens, you fat and, 67.\\nGreat as a king, 436.\\nbetween the little and the, 424.\\nCaesar fell, 114.\\nCaesar grown so, 110.\\ncause, die in a, 555.\\ncontest follows, 419.\\nengines move slowly, 170.\\nfamilies of yesterday, 286.\\nfar above the. 382.\\nFirst Cause, 334.\\nfleas have little fleas, 290.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0995.jp2"}, "990": {"fulltext": "966\\nINDEX.\\nGreat glorious and free, 522.\\ngood and, 299.\\nguns, blew, 436.\\nHall, contentions of the, 592.\\nill can he rule the, 29.\\nimportant day, 297.\\nin mouths of wisest censure, 152.\\nin villany, thou little valiant, 79.\\nis Diana of the Ephesians, 843.\\nis truth and mighty, 836.\\nlet me call him, 311.\\nlord of 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72.\\nmight still be free, 557.\\nmost power of any in, 723.\\nwe give our shining blades, to, 525.\\nGreedy of filthy lucre, 847.\\nGreek, above all, 329.\\ncome in Latin or in, 220.\\nor Roman name, above any, 267.\\nsmall Latin and less, 179.\\nt is known he could speak, 210.\\nto me, t was, 111.\\nGreeks, heaven doomed, 344.\\nin common, all the, 698.\\njoined Greeks, when, 281.\\nGreen and yellow melancholy, 76.\\nbay-tree, like a, 819.\\nbe the turf above thee, 562.\\ndry smooth-shaven, 250.\\ngrassy turf, 428.\\ngraves of your sires, 561.\\nin judgment, when I was, 157.\\nin youth, 338.\\nkeep his memory, 519.\\nkeep their vigil on the, 635.\\nleaves on a thick tree, 338.\\nmantle, 147.\\nmemory be, 127.\\nnight, golden lamps in a, 262.\\nold age, 276.\\none red, making the, 120.\\npastures, lie down in, 819.\\nthy leaf has perished in the, 633.\\nthought in a green shade, 263.\\ntree, things done in a, 842.\\nGreen-eyed monster, 153.\\nGreenhouse too, loves a, 420.\\nGreenland s icy mountains, 536.\\nGreen-robed senators, 575.\\nGreenwood tree, under the, 67.\\nGregory remember thy swashing blow,\\n104.\\nGreetings where no kindness is, 468.\\nGreta woods are green, 492.\\nGretest gentilman, take him for the, 4.\\nGrew in beauty side by side, 570.\\ntogether like to a double cherry, 58.\\nGrey mare the better horse, 17.\\nGreyhound mongrel grim, 148.\\nGreyhounds in the slips, 91.\\nGrief and pain naught but, 446.\\nbravery of his, 145.\\ncanker and the, are mine, 555.\\ncrowned with consolation, 157.\\ndays of my distracting, 392.\\nevery one can master a, 51.\\nfills the room up of my absent child,\\n79.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0996.jp2"}, "991": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n967\\nGrief for boys, 160.\\ngave his father, 335.\\nhath known, all that, 606.\\nis past, the, 674.\\nis proud, 79.\\nlies onward, my, 161.\\nno greater, 769.\\nof a wound, 87.\\nonly time for, 585.\\npast help should be past, 77.\\npatience on a monument smiling at,\\n76.\\nperked up in a glistering, 98.\\nplague of sighing and, 85.\\nsilent manliness of, 398.\\nspite of all my, revealing, 689.\\ntears his heart, 341.\\nthat does not speak, 124.\\ntreads upon the heels, 295.\\nwhich they themselves not feel, 53.\\nwith proverbs, patch, 53.\\nGriefs, griping, 404.\\nsome, are medicinable, 159.\\nthat harass the distrest, 366.\\nwhat private, they have, 114.\\nGrievances, repeat no, 398.\\nGrieve his heart, show his eyes and, 123.\\nmake the judicious, 137.\\nyet not repent, to, 444.\\nGrieves, if aught inanimate e er, 543.\\nGrieved, we sighed we, 262.\\nGriffith, honest chronicler as, 101.\\nGrim death, 194, 229.\\nfeature, scented the, 239.\\nrepose, hushed in, 383.\\nGrimes is dead, old, 596.\\nGrim-visaged war, 95.\\nGrin, one universal, 362.\\nowned with a, 507.\\nsin to sit and, 635.\\nso merry, every, 431.\\nthe devil did, 501.\\nvanquish Berkeley by a, 380.\\nGrind, axe to, 528.\\none demd horrid, 652.\\nslowly, mills of God, 793.\\nthe faces of the poor, 833.\\nthe poor, laws, 395.\\nGrinders cease because they are few, 831.\\nGrindstone, noses to the, 11, 172, 191,\\n360.\\nGrinned horrible, death, 229.\\nGrinning, mock your own, 144.\\nGrip, where ye feel your honour, 448.\\nGripe, barren sceptre in my, 121.\\nof noose, necks to, 440.\\nGriping griefs, 404.\\nGrisly terror, so spake the, 229.\\nGristle, people in the, 408.\\nGrizzled, his beard was, 129.\\nhis hair just, 276.\\nGroan, anguish poured his, 366.\\nbubbling, sinks with, 547.\\ncondemned alike to, 381.\\nnor sigh nor, 183.\\nthe knell the pall the, 562.\\nGroans of the dying, 489.\\nsovereign of sighs and, 55.\\nGroans, thy old, ring yet in my ears, 106.\\nGroaning ever for the past, 651.\\nGroined the aisles of Christian Rome,\\n598.\\nGrooms and porters on the bridge, 626.\\nGrooves of change, ringing, 626.\\nGrose, his name was, 559.\\nGross and scope of my opinion, 126.\\near can hear, things that no, 245.\\nGrossness, by losing all its, 410.\\nGround, acre of barren, 42.\\nanother man s, 45.\\nas water spilt on the, 815.\\ncall it holy, 570.\\nevery vice on Christian, 332.\\nfathom-line could never touch, 84.\\ngently kissed the, 343.\\nhaunted holy, 541.\\nherbe that growes on, 28.\\nI live a burden to the, 340.\\nleast willing to quit the, 432.\\nlet us sit upon the, 82.\\nno slave to till my, 418.\\nlow sitting on the, 28.\\nmy tail go to the, 10.\\nnot upon dreams, 172.\\nof nature, solid, 485.\\npurple all the, 247.\\nseem to tread on classic, 299.\\ntemple and tower went to the, 252.\\nwithering on the, 338.\\nGrounded on just and right, 238.\\nGroundlings, ears of the, 137.\\nGrove, his name was printed, 559.\\nnightingale s song in the, 428.\\nof Academe, the olive, 241.\\nof myrtles, 175.\\nGroves are of laurel and myrtle, S03.\\nfountain heads and pathless, 184.\\nfrequenting sacred, 221.\\nGod s first temples, 573.\\nGrow dim with age, the sun, 299.\\ndouble, surely you 11, 466.\\nlearning wiser, 422.\\nold, always find time to, 312.\\nto what they seem. 395.\\nwiser and better, 670.\\nGrowing when ye re sleeping, 495.\\nGrown by what it fed on, 128.\\nso great, he is, 110.\\nGrownd, herbe that growes on, 28.\\nGrows old and fat, 84.\\nwith his growth, 317.\\nGrowth, children of a larger, 275.\\nconfidence a plant of slow, 364.\\nman is the nobler, 433.\\nman seems the onty, 394.\\nof mother earth, 468.\\nGrub, joiner squirrel or old, 104.\\nGrudge, feed fat the ancient, 61.\\nthe throe, never, 649.\\nGrundy say, what will Mrs., 457.\\nGrunt and sweat, 136.\\nGuard dies never surrenders, 810.\\nme with a watchful eye, 300.\\nour native seas, 514.\\nour spoons, from whom we, 593.\\nthy bed, holy angels, 302.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0997.jp2"}, "992": {"fulltext": "968\\nINDEX.\\nGuardian angel o er his life, 455,\\nangels sung the strain, 358.\\non the tower, the, 655.\\nGuardians of the fair, eunuchs, 310.\\nGude nicht and joy be wi you, 458.\\ntime coming, 493.\\nGudeman s awa when our, 427.\\nGudgeon, this fool, 60.\\nGudgeons, to swallow, 214.\\nGuerdon, the fair, 247.\\nGuesseth but in part, he, 503.\\nGuest, keen, fits a dull fighter, 87.\\nspeed the going, 328.\\nspeed the parting, 328, 346.\\nthe soul the body s, 25.\\nGuests in the depths of hell, 825.\\nGuid to be honest and true, 450.\\nto be merry and wise, 450.\\nGuide in smoke and flame, 493.\\nmine equal my, 820.\\nmy companion my, 851.\\nmy lonely way, 402.\\nphilosopher and friend, 320.\\nprovidence their, 240.\\ntill judgment, 102.\\nGuides, blind, 840.\\nthe planets in their course, 456.\\nGuilded shore, 63.\\nGuile, lips from speaking, 819.\\nGuilt away, wash her, 403.\\ncan look on, 297,\\nis in that heart, I ask not if, 522.\\nof Eastern kings, 258.\\nso full of artless jealousy is, 142.\\nthose who fear not, 413.\\nto cover, the only art her, 403.\\nGuiltier than him they try, 47.\\nGuilty consciences make cowards, 691.\\nman escape, let no, 664.\\nmind, suspicion haunts the, 95.\\nof his own death, 143.\\nof such a ballad, 54.\\nthing, started like a, 126.\\nthing surprised, 478.\\nwealth, his genuine and less, 257.\\nGuinea, jingling of the, 626.\\nwithin the compass of a, 536.\\nGuinea s stamp, rank is but the, 452.\\nGuitar, touched his, 581.\\nGulf profound, 228.\\nGulled, if the world will be, 192.\\nGum, medicinal, 157.\\nGun, certain as a, 211.\\nnever lost an English, 628.\\nshot out of an elder, 92.\\nsure as a, 277, 786.\\nGuns, but for these vile, 83.\\nthough winds blew great, 436.\\nGust hath blown his fill, the, 250.\\nGusty thieves, 585.\\nGuy, county, the hour is nigh, 494.\\nGypsies, pilfers like, 413.\\nserve stolen children, as, 441.\\nGypsying, days when we went, 683.\\nGyves, as if they had, 87.\\nHabeas corpus, protection of, 435.\\nHabit, apparelled in more precious, 53.\\nHabit, costly thy, 130.\\nincreased by actions, 745.\\nis second nature, 779.\\npowerful is the empire of, 709.\\nuse doth breed a, in a man, 44.\\nHabits devil is angel yet in this, 141.\\nill, gather by unseen degrees, 274.\\nof peace and patience, 207.\\nsmall, well pursued, 437.\\nHabitable world, look round the, 274.\\nHabitants, converse with heavenly, 245.\\nHabitation, giddy and unsure, 89.\\nlocal, and a name, 59.\\nHabitual, practise what you would make,\\n745.\\nHad we never loved sae kindly, 452.\\nHades, descent to, 759.\\nno one goes to, with his wealth, 691.\\nHaggard, if I do prove her, 153.\\nHags, black and midnight, 123.\\nHail Columbia happy land, 465.\\nfellow well met, 290.\\nholy light, 230.\\nhorrors, 223.\\nthe rising sun, let others, 387.\\nto the chief, 491.\\nunless God send his, 643.\\nwedded love, 234.\\nHails you Tom or Jack, 423.\\nHair, amber-dropping, 246.\\nas free, robes loosely flowing, 178.\\nbeauty draws us with a single, 274,\\n326.\\nbeen lives, had all his, 156.\\ndistinguish and divide a, 210.\\neach particular, stand an end, 131.\\nevery, a soul doth bind, 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23.\\nHand for hand foot for foot, 813.\\nforget her cunning, 824.\\nfreeman with unpurchased, 636.\\nglove upon that, 105.\\nhandle toward my, 119.\\nhas brushed them, no friendly, 296.\\nher prentice, 446.\\nhis red right, 227.\\nhold a fire in his, 81.\\nI argue not against heaven s, 252.\\nimposition of a mightier, 590.\\nin hand, 50, 240, 362, 787.\\nin thy right, carry gentle peace, 100.\\nled by the Almighty s, 261.\\nlength of days in her right, 825.\\nlet not thy left, know, 838.\\nlicks the, just raised, 315.\\nlifted in awe, 311.\\nlike the dyer s, 163.\\nmay no rude, deface it, 469.\\nmisery is at, 769.\\nmorn with rosy, 235.\\nmortality s strong, 80.\\nnature s sweet and cunning, 74.\\nnot able to taste, 58.\\nof little employment, 143.\\nof war, 81.\\nopen as day for melting charity, 90.\\nput in every honest, a whip, 155.\\nriches and honour in her left, 825.\\nSatan was now at, 228.\\nsweet Roman, 76.\\nsweeten this little, 124.\\nsworn foe to tyrants, 459.\\nthat dealt the blow, 514.\\nthat fed them, bite the, 411.\\nthat gave the blow, 277.\\nthat gives the blow, 289.\\nthat hath made you fair, 49.\\nthat made us is divine, 300.\\nthat rounded Peter s dome, 598.\\nthen join in, 426.\\nthunder in his lifted, 267.\\ntime has laid his, gently, 617.\\ntime with reckless, 617.\\ntime s devouring, 352.\\nto execute, 255, 430.\\nto take occasion by the, 623.\\ntouch of a vanished, 627.\\nunblessed thy, 346.\\nupon a woman, man that lays his, 463.\\nupon many a heart, 616.\\nupon the ark, to lay their, 418.\\nupon the ocean s mane, 588.\\nupon thy mane, 548.\\nwash this blood from my, 120.\\nwaved her lily, 348.\\nwhatsoever thou takest in, 837.\\nwhite wonder of dear Juliet s, 108.\\nwith my heart in t, 43.\\nwithhold not thine, 831.\\nwrenched with an unlineal, 121.\\nwrit by God s own, 310.\\nyou cannot see, 314.\\nHands are the hands of Esau, 813.\\nby angel, 574.\\nby foreign, 335.\\ndeath lays his icy, 209.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_0999.jp2"}, "994": {"fulltext": "970\\nINDEX.\\nHands, entire affection hateth nicer, 27.\\nestablish the work of our, 822.\\nfatal, their, 229.\\nformer times shake, 212.\\nfrom picking and stealing, 850.\\nhath not a Jew, 63.\\nlittle folding of the, 825.\\nmany, make light work, 17.\\nmischief for idle, 302.\\nmouths without, 273.\\nnever made to tear each other, 302.\\nnot hearts, 155.\\nof fellowship, the right, 846.\\npromiscuously applied, 548.\\nshake, with a king, 563.\\nthat might have swayed, 384.\\ntheir knell is rung, by fairy, 389.\\nthen take, 42.\\nto valour given, 574.\\ntwo, upon the breast, 667.\\nwashing with invisible soap, 584.\\nwatch that wants both, 415.\\nwere made before knives, 293.\\nwings or feet, 230.\\nwith his two happy, 31.\\nHandel s but a ninny, 351.\\nHandle not taste not, 847.\\ntoward my hand, 119.\\nHandles, everything hath two, 746.\\nHandful of meal in a barrel, 815.\\nof silver, just for a, 646.\\nHand-in-glove, were, 293.\\nHandiwork, showeth his, 819.\\nHandmaid of justice, truth the, 460.\\nHand-saw, hawk from a, 134.\\nHandsome, everything about him, 53.\\nin three hundred pounds a year, 46.\\nis that handsome does, 401.\\nwee thing, 450.\\nHandy-dandy, change places and, 148.\\nHang a calf s skin, 79.\\na doubt on, nor loop to, 154.\\nout our banners, 125.\\nsorrow care will kill a cat, 177.\\nthe pensive head, 248.\\nthemselves in hope one will come and\\ncut the halter, 222.\\ntogether, we must all, 361.\\nupon his pent-house lid, 116.\\nus every mother s son, 57.\\nHangs a tale, thereby, 68, 73.\\nhis head for shame, 681.\\non Dian s temple, 103.\\non prince s favours, 99.\\nupon the cheek of night, 105.\\nHanging and marriage go by destiny, 192.\\nand wiving go by destiny, 10, 63.\\nhis cat on Monday, 856.\\nin a golden chain, 230.\\nwas the worst use man could be put\\nto, 175.\\nHangman of creation mark, 449.\\nHangman s whip, fear o hell, 448.\\nHannibal had mighty virtues, 186.\\nwas a very pretty fellow, 295.\\nHaphazard, let no act be done at, 751.\\nHapless love, pangs of, 367.\\nHappened once, this could but have, 650.\\nHappens at all, whatever, happens as it\\nshould, 751.\\nHappier in the passion we feel, 795.\\nthan I know, feel that I am, 237.\\nthings, remembering, 621.\\nHappiness below, virtue alone is, 319.\\ndistant views of, 181.\\ndepends as nature shows, 413.\\ndomestic, thou only bliss, 419.\\nfireside, 455.\\nglimpse of, saw a, 221.\\nlies in superfluities, 738.\\nman s, to do proper things, 755.\\nof the greatest number, 856.\\nof the rational animal, 755.\\nour being s end and aim, 318.\\nour pastime and our, 477.\\nproduced by a good inn, 372.\\npursuit of, 434.\\nspectacle of human, 462.\\nthat makes the heart afraid, 584.\\nthought of tender, 476.\\nthrough another s eyes, 71.\\ntoo familiar, 483.\\ntoo swiftly flies, 382.\\nvirtue sufficient for, 760.\\nwas born a twin, 557.\\nwe prize, if solid, 362.\\nHappy accident, 174, 402, 792.\\nam I from care I m free, 689.\\nas a lover, 476.\\nbecause God wills it, 658.\\nconstellations, 238.\\ncould I be with either, 348.\\ndays, a world of, 96.\\nearthlier, is the rose distilled, 57.\\nfew, we band of brothers, 92.\\nfields farewell, 223.\\nfor him his father was before him, 293.\\nhe whose name has been well spelt, 559.\\nhe with such a mother, 630.\\nhills pleasing shade, 381.\\nis he born or taught, 174.\\nis the blameless vestal s lot, 333.\\nlittle, if I could say how much, 51.\\nmake two lovers, 330.\\nman be his dole, 46.\\nman happy dole, 11.\\nman that hath his quiver full, 824.\\nman s without a shirt, 8.\\nmixtures of happy days, 554.\\nnever so, as we suppose, 794.\\npair live while ye may, 233.\\nsoul that all the way, 259.\\nthat have called thee so, 508.\\nthe man and happy he alone, 273.\\nthe man whose wish, 334.-\\nto the unhappy owe, what the, 343.\\nwalks and shades, 239.\\nwas it for that son, 95.\\nwho in his verse, can steer, 799.\\nwhy so few marriages are, 291.\\nyears, ah, 541.\\nHarass the distrest, 366.\\nHarbinger, spring-time s, 199.\\nHarbingers of blood and death, 126.\\nto heaven, 221.\\nHarbour give, in life did, 178.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1000.jp2"}, "995": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n971\\nHard a keeping oath, sworn too, 54.\\nHard crab-tree, 211.\\nlong is the way and, 227.\\nnothing so, but search will find it, 203\\ntheir lot, how, 072.\\nto part when friends are dear, 433.\\nto please everybody, 712.\\nto please, uncertain coy and, 490.\\nway of transgressors is, 826.\\nHardship, life of danger and, 537.\\nHardships prevent melancholy, 373.\\nHardens all within, 448.\\nHardest-timbered oak, 94.\\nHardy as the Xemean lion s nerve, 131.\\nHare, hold with the, 12.\\nmad as a March, 18, 790.\\nto run with the, 33.\\nto start a, 84.\\nHark from the tombs, 303.\\nhark the lark, 159.\\nthe shrill trumpet sounds, 296.\\nthey whisper, 334.\\nHarm me, fate cannot, 461.\\nwin us to our, 116.\\nHarmes two the lesse, of, 5.\\nHarmless as doves, 839.\\nday, entertains the, 174.\\nearth, bowels of the, 83.\\nflaming meteor, 261.\\nnecessary cat, 64.\\npleasure, stock of, 369.\\nHarmonies, concerted, 580.\\nHarmonious numbers, 230.\\nsound on golden hinges, 236.\\nwhose touch, 367.\\nHarmoniously confused, 333.\\nHarmony for thee O universe, 752.\\nheaven drowsy with, the, 56.\\nheavenly, 271.\\nhidden soul of, 249.\\nin her bright eye, 259.\\nin immortal souls, 65.\\nlike deep, enforce attention, 81.\\nnot understood, 316.\\nof circumstances, 706.\\nof shape, air and, 287.\\nof the universe, 409.\\nof the world, her voice the, 31.\\nsentimentally disposed to, 509.\\nto harmony, 271.\\ntouches of sweet, 65.\\nHarness^ dead in his, 837.\\nhim that girdeth on his, 816.\\non our back, die with, 126.\\nHaroun Alraschid, good, 623.\\nHarp, high-born Hoel s, 383.\\nin divers tones, 631.\\nof life, love took up the, 625.\\nof Orpheus, 253.\\nof thousand strings, 303.\\nopen palm upon his, 617.\\nsings to one clear, 631.\\nthrough Tara s halls, 519.\\nHarps upon the willows, 824.\\nHarper, wind that grand old, 667.\\nHarping on my daughter, 133.\\nHarpy-footed Furies, 228.\\nHarrow up thy soul, 131.\\nHarry the King Bedford, 92.\\nwith his beaver on, 86.\\nHarsh as truth, I will be as, 605.\\nthe words of Mercury are, 57.\\nHarshness gives offence, no, 324.\\nHart, like a youthful, 302.\\npanteth after water brooks, 820.\\nungalled play, 138.\\nHarvest, earth laughs with a, 597.\\nof a quiet eye, 471.\\nof the new-mown hay, 296.\\ntruly is plenteous, 839.\\nHarvest-home, a stubble-land at, S3.\\nHarvest-time of love, 508.\\nHaste, I am always in, 359.\\nmake, the better foot before, 80.\\nmaketh waste, 9.\\nmarried in, 295.\\nmounting in hot, 542.\\none with moderate, 129.\\nsweaty, 126.\\nto be rich, 829.\\nto repay an obligation, 795.\\nto wed at leisure, wooed in, 72.\\nHasten to be drunk, 273.\\nHastening ills, prey to, 396.\\nHasty as fire deaf as the sea, 80.\\nHat, broad-brimmed, 352.\\nby his cockle, 405.\\nfashion of his, 50.\\nit was not all a, 571.\\nnot the worse for wear, 417.\\nthat bows to no salaam, 5S6.\\nthe ultimum moriens of respectability,\\n638.\\nthree cornered, the old, 635.\\nupon my head, with my, 375.\\nHats, shocking bad, 463.\\nHatched, chickens ere they are, 214, 791.\\nto the woful time, 120.\\nHatches, his bodj- s under, 436.\\nHate a dumpy woman, 556.\\ncherish those hearts that, 100.\\nimmortal, 223.\\nin the like extreme, 345.\\nJuno s unrelenting, 274.\\nlost between us, no, 173.\\nof hate scorn of scorn, 623.\\nof those below, 543.\\nthine enemy, 838.\\nthose you have injured, to, 747.\\nyour neighbour, 591.\\nHates that excellence, 355.\\nHated him, loved my country and, 555.\\nneeds but to be seen, to be, 317.\\nwith a hate, 558.\\nHater, he was a good, 375.\\nHathaway, angels must love Ann, 690.\\nHating David, not only, 268.\\nno one love but her, 547.\\nHatred, love turned to, 294.\\nHaughtiness of soul, 298.\\nHaughty spirit before a fall, 826.\\nHaunt, exempt from public, 67.\\nHaunts in dale or mountain, 501.\\nof men, the busy, 570.\\nthe guilty mind, suspicion, 95.\\nHaunted holy ground, 541.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1001.jp2"}, "996": {"fulltext": "972\\nINDEX.\\nHaunted me like a passion, 467.\\nspring and dale, from, 251.\\nHave and to hold, 850.\\nit so, you would, 798.\\nnaught venture naught, 15.\\nwe prize not what we, 53.\\nHave-much and Have-little, 789.\\nHavens, ports and happy, 80.\\nHaving nothing yet hath all, 174, 846.\\nHavoc, cry, and let slip the dogs, 113.\\nHawk from a hand-saw, 134.\\nHawks, between two, 93.\\nHawthorn bush with seats, 395.\\nin the dale, under the, 248.\\nHay, harvest of the new mown, 296.\\nmake, while the sun shines, 787.\\nneedle in a bottle of, 670.\\nreposing himself in the, 400.\\nwhen the sun shineth make, 10.\\nHazard of concealing, 448.\\nof the die, I will stand the, 98.\\nHe alone is blessed, 289.\\nbest can paint them, 333.\\ncomes too near, 193, 350.\\ncometh unto you, 34.\\nfirst deceased, 175.\\nfor God only, 232.\\nknew what s what, 8.\\nmay run that readeth, 836.\\nthat is down, 212, 266.\\nthat is not with me, 842.\\nthat is robbed, 154.\\nthat runs may read, 422.\\nthat wrestles with us, 411.\\nHe was the word that spake it, 177.\\nwho can call to-day his own, 273.\\nHead and front of my offending, 149.\\nbeauteous honours on its, 337.\\nbuck of the first, 59.\\ncoals of fire on his, 828, 844.\\ncover my, now, 584.\\ncrotchets in thy, thou hast some, 45.\\ncrown of his, 51, 173, 198.\\ncrown old winter s, 259.\\ndissever from the fair, 326.\\neternal sunshine settles on its, 397.\\nfame over his living, 565.\\nfantastically carved, 90.\\nfruitless crown upon my, 121.\\ngently falling on thy, 302.\\ngently lay my, 218.\\ngood gray, 627.\\ngreen grass turf at his, 405.\\nhairs of your, all numbered, 839.\\nhands wings, 230.\\nhang the pensive, 248.\\nhangs his, for shame, 681.\\nhat upon my, 375.\\nheart may give a lesson to the, 422.\\nheaven to the weary, 584.\\nhelmet for a blow on the, 764.\\nhere rests his, 386.\\nhoary, is a crown of glory, 826.\\nimperfections on my, 132.\\nis as full of quarrels, 107.\\nis fancy bred, in heart or, 63.\\nis not more native to the heart, 127.\\nis sick and the heart faint, 832.\\nHead, learned lumber in his, 325.\\nless beloved, 547.\\nlodgings in a, 210.\\nnail on the, 20, 183.\\nno roofe to shrowd his, 194.\\nnot where to lay his, 839.\\nnot yet completely silvered, 419.\\nof the table, 790.\\nof things, great, 717.\\noff with a golden axe, 108.\\nbff with his, 97, 296.\\non horror s, 154.\\none small, 397.\\nplays round the, 319.\\nprecious jewel in his, 67.\\nrepairs his drooping, 248.\\nseems no bigger than his, 148.\\nsilent doctor shook his, 349.\\nsilvered o er by time, 419.\\nso many books upon his, 457.\\nso young a body so old a, 64.\\nsome less majestic, 547.\\nstroked with a slipper, 703.\\nsweet tooth in his, 33.\\nthat wears a crown, 89.\\nthe wise the reverend, 303.\\nto be let unfurnished, 210.\\nto contrive, 255, 430.\\nturns no more his, 499.\\nuneasy lies the, 89.\\nwas silvered o er with age, 348.\\nwhat seemed his, 228.\\nwhich statuaries loved to copy, 590.\\nwith reading stuff the, 332.\\nHeads beneath their shoulders, 150.\\nhide their diminished, 231.\\nhouseless, 147.\\nignominious, 339.\\nnailed by the ears, 214.\\nnever raising, 469.\\nso many wits so many, 10.\\nsometimes so little, 222.\\ntall men had empty, 170.\\ntoo little for wit, 222.\\ntouch heaven, hills whose, 150.\\ntwo better than one, 12.\\nHead-stone of the corner, 823.\\nHeadstrong as an allegory, 440.\\nHealer, scorn not death the, 696.\\nHealing in his wings, 836.\\nof the most High cometh, 837.\\nHealth, be thou a spirit of, 130.\\nbest physic to preserve, 167.\\ndainties might hurt their, 398.\\ngood sense and good, 713.\\nhe that will this, deny, 672.\\nhunt in fields for, 270.\\nis the second blessing, 208.\\nmy nerves and fibres brace, 357.\\npeace and, 387.\\npeace and competence, 319.\\nunbought, 270.\\nvital principle of bliss, 358.\\nwhile grace affordeth, 22.\\nHealths five-fathom deep, 105.\\nHealthful play, 302.\\nHealthy nature, blessed is the, 579.\\nwealthy and wise, 300.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1002.jp2"}, "997": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n973\\nHeap, misfortunes laid in one, 736.\\nof dust alone remains of thee, 335.\\nHeaps of miser s treasures, 244.\\nof pearl, 96.\\nunsunned, of treasure, 244.\\nHeapeth up riches, 819.\\nHear a voice you cannot hear, I, 314.\\nbe silent that you may, 113.\\nbe swift to, 849.\\nby tale or history, 57.\\nhe that hath ears to, 841.\\nit not Duncan. 119.\\nlistening still they seemed to, 345.\\nme for my cause, 113.\\nnone so deaf that will not, 19, 283.\\nthese tell-tale women, 97.\\nto see to feel to, 541.\\nHeard and do in part believe it, 127.\\nfor much speaking, boS.\\nI will be, 605.\\nit said full oft, 163.\\nmelodies are sweet. 576.\\nof thee by the hearing of the ear, 818.\\nround the world, 599.\\nso coldly, 606.\\nthe world around, 251.\\nwished she had not, it, 150.\\nHearers, too deep for his, 399.\\nHearing ear, the. 821\\near the speaking tongue, 603.\\nof the ear, heard of thee by the, 818.\\nHearings, younger, quite ravished, 55.\\nHearkeners seldom hear good of them-\\nselves, 283.\\nHearse, underneath this sable, 179.\\nHearsed in death, 130.\\nHeart, a little heaven in each, 288.\\na merry, 826.\\nafraid, that makes the, 584.\\nand hand both open, 102.\\nand lute, my, 525.\\narrow for the. 560.\\nas he thinketh in his, 828.\\nawake to the flowers, 520.\\nbare the mean. 328.\\nbe troubled, let not your, 843.\\nbeating of my own, 634.\\nbeatings of my. 407.\\nbeats high and warm, blood-tinctured.\\n620.\\nbowed down by weight of woe, 561.\\nbread which strengthens man s, 283.\\nbuildeth on the vulgar, 89.\\nburn within us, 842.\\ncan know, ease the, 389.\\ncan ne er a transport know, 377.\\ncan this fond, forget, 582.\\ncockles of the. 553.\\ncommand my, and me, 258.\\ncomes not to the, 319.\\ncongenial to my, 398.\\ncould find it in my, 52.\\ndetector of the, 307.\\ndetests him, my, 338.\\ndid break, some, 631.\\ndistrusting asks, 398.\\ndoth ache, while his, 266.\\ndoth the full, reveal, 502.\\nHeart, doubt one, that if believed, 641.\\ndupe of the, 795.\\nease of, her look conveyed, 444.\\neat not thy. 729.\\nevening twilight of the, 562.\\nevery, to heaven aspires, 534.\\nevery woman is a rake at, 321.\\nfails thee, if thy, 26.\\nfaint, ne er won fair lady, 789.\\nfaint and the head is sick, 832.\\nfelt along the, 467.\\nfirst set my poor, free, 184.\\nfool hath said in his, 818.\\nfor any fate, with a, 612.\\nfor every fate, here s a, 553.\\nfor falsehood framed, 442.\\nfountain of sweet tears, 469.\\ngently upon my. 617.\\ngets his speeches by, 456.\\ngive lesson to the head, 422.\\ngive me back my, 540.\\ngladness of, 837.\\nglows in every, 310.\\ngreat thoughts come from the, 803.\\ngrief tears his, 341.\\ngriping griefs the, wound, 404.\\ngrow fonder, absence makes the,\\n581.\\nhand upon many a, 616.\\nhand with mj*. in t, 43.\\nhard was the, 38.\\nhas learned to glow, 346.\\nhath scaped this sorrow, 162.\\nhath tried, save he whose, 550.\\nhe seeth with the, 503.\\nhead is not more native to the, 127.\\nhow dear to my, 537.\\nI give my hand and, 530.\\nif guilt s in that, 522.\\nin concord beats, 4S5.\\nin conjecture of a neighbour s, 749.\\nin thv hand, 43.\\nincense of the, 362, 538.\\nis a free and fetterless thing, 6S0.\\nis fixed, my, 821.\\nis freedom s shield, each, 675.\\nis idly stirred, my. 471.\\nis in a vein, when the, 525.\\nis in the highlands, my, 450.\\nis true as steel, 58.\\nis wax to be moulded, 792.\\nkind and gentle, he had, 400.\\nkindlier hand the eager, 633.\\nknew of pain, all the, 679.\\nknock at iny ribs, 116.\\nknow truth by the, 799.\\nknoweth his own bitterness, 826.\\nlet me wring your, 140.\\nlevel in her husband s, 75.\\nlook in thy, 34.\\nlook then into thine, 612.\\nlord of the lion, 392.\\nmaketh glad the, 823.\\nman after his own, 814.\\nman s, deviseth his way, 823.\\nmany a feeling, 502.\\nmerry, doeth good, 827.\\nmerry, goes all the day, 77.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1003.jp2"}, "998": {"fulltext": "974\\nINDEX.\\nHeart, merry, maketh a cheerful counte-\\nnance, 826.\\nmore native to the, 127.\\nmoved more than with a trumpet, 34.\\nmusic in my, I bore, 473.\\nmust have something to cherish, 617.\\nmy book and, 686.\\nmy fond, shall pant for you, 671.\\nnaked human, 308.\\nnature s, beats strong, 634.\\nnature s, in tune, 580.\\nne er within him burned, 488.\\nnew opened, I feel my, 99.\\nnext our own, 569.\\nof a maiden is stolen, when the, 521.\\nof a man is depressed, 348.\\nof courtesy, seated in the, 34.\\nof heart, in my, 138.\\nof man depressed with cares, 348.\\nof man, the devil dwells in, 218.\\nof my mystery, pluck out the, 139.\\nof nature, out from the, 598.\\nold man s, blood in an, 655.\\non her lips, 554.\\nor head, where is fancy bred in, 63.\\nor hope, nor bate a jot of, 252.\\nout of the abundance of the, 839.\\npang that rends the, 398.\\nplays an old tune on the, 654.\\npreaching down a daughter s, 626.\\nran o er with silent worship, 554.\\nrepairs, a generous, 344.\\nreplies, and the, 422.\\nresponds unto his own, 613.\\nriven with vain endeavour, 473.\\nrotten at the, 61.\\nruddy drops that visit my sad, 112.\\nruddy drops that warm my, 383.\\nseeth with the, 503.\\nShakespeare unlocked his, 485, 652.\\nshow his eyes and grieve his, 123.\\nsick, maketh the, 826.\\nsigh that rends thy constant, 402.\\nsinking, changing cheek, 550.\\nsky did never melt into his, 468.\\nsleeps on his own, 471.\\nso full a drop overfills it, 658.\\nspring of love gushed from my, 498.\\nstrike mine eyes not my, 178.\\nstuff which weighs upon the, 125.\\nsuch partings break the, 540.\\nsuffered idleness to eat his, 30.\\nsweet creation of some, 546.\\nsweetly tender, 624.\\ntake thy beak from out my, 640.\\ntears rise in the, 630.\\ntenderest, even the, 569.\\nthat break and give no sign, 636.\\nthat has truly loved, 520.\\nthat is broken, soothe a, 492.\\nthat is soonest awake, 520.\\nthat loved her, betray the, 467.\\nthat mighty, is lying still, 470.\\nthat never feels a pain, 377.\\nthat was humble, 518.\\nthe seson priketh every gentil, 2.\\nthey say Ward has no, 456.\\nto conceive., 688.\\nHeart to eate thy, 30.\\nto heart mind to mind, 488.\\nto resolve, 430.\\ntoil on poor, unceasingly, 654.\\ntongue nor, cannot conceive, 120.\\nunpack my, with words, 135.\\nuntainted, 94.\\nuntravelled fondly turns to thee, 394.\\nupon my sleeve, wear my, 149.\\nwant of, 584.\\nwar was in his, 821.\\nwarm within, 422.\\nwas kind and soft, 436.\\nwas wax to receive, 554.\\nway to hit a woman s, 597.\\nweed s plain, 656.\\nwhat female, can gold despise, 381.\\nwhen we meet a mutual, 358.\\nwhere your treasure is, 838.\\nwhich most enamour us, 554.\\nwhich others bleed for, 294.\\nwhispers the o erfraught, 124.\\nwhose lines are mottoes of the, 514.\\nwidow s, to sing for joy, 817.\\nwill break, thus the, 543.\\nwith heart in concord, 485.\\nwith strings of steel, 139.\\nwith your treasure, 838.\\nwithin and God o erhead, 612.\\nwould break my jealous, 279.\\nwould fain deny, 124.\\nHearts are mighty, 46.\\nare warm, our, 676.\\nbelieve the truths I tell, 389.\\nbid the tyrants defiance, 516.\\ncheerful, now broken, 523.\\ncherish those, that hate thee, 100.\\nday-star arise in your, 849.\\ndry as summer dust, 479.\\nendure, of all that human, 367.\\nensanguined, 420.\\nfeeling, touch but rightly, 455.\\nhands not, 155.\\nhe fashioneth their, alike, 819.\\nhere bring your wounded, 524.\\nin love use their own tongues, 51.\\nkind, are more than coronets, 624.\\nlie withered, when true, 521.\\nlove in your, as idly burns, 213.\\nof his countrymen, 445.\\nof his fellow-citizens, 445.\\nof kings, enthroned in the, 64.\\nof oak are our ships, 388.\\nour, our hopes are all with thee, 615.\\nour, our hopes our prayers, 615.\\npassion of great, 656.\\nresolved on victory or death, 804.\\nsteal away your, 114.\\nthat love, dissensions between, 526.\\nthat once beat high, 519.\\nthat the world had tried, 526.\\nthere is no union here of, 496.\\nthough stout and brave, 612.\\nthousand, beat happily, 542.\\nto live in, we leave behind, 516.\\ntwo, that beat as one, 805.\\nunion of, union of hands, 596.\\nunkind, I have heard of, 466.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1004.jp2"}, "999": {"fulltext": "IKDEX.\\n975\\nHearts unto wisdom, apply our, 822.\\nHeart s core, wear him in my, 138.\\ncurrent lends the cup its glow, 636.\\ndeep well, 683.\\ndesires be with you, your, 66.\\nhope and home, 574.\\nsupreme ambition, 377.\\nHeartache, end the, 135.\\nHeartfelt joy, sunshine and, 319.\\nHearth, clean fire and clean, 508.\\ncricket on the, 250.\\nvanished from his lonely, 486.\\nHeartsome wi thee, 07L\\nHeart-stain, ne er carried a, 519.\\nHeart-strings, jesses were my dear, 153.\\nHeart-throbs, count time by, 654.\\nHearty old man, 506.\\nHeat, cold that moderates, 792.\\nfantastic summer s, 81.\\nfor the cold and cold for the hot, 792.\\nhave neither, nor light, 180.\\nma am it was so dreadful, 461.\\nnot a furnace for your foe, 98.\\nof conflict, through the, 476.\\nof the day, burden and, 840.\\none, doth drive another, 36.\\none draught above, 74.\\nthat Promethean, 156.\\nHeath, land of brown, 489.\\nmy foot is on my native, 493.\\nHeathen Chinee is peculiar, 669.\\nHeath-flower dashed the dew, from the,\\n491.\\nHeating, warm without, 312.\\nHeat-oppressed brain, 119.\\nHeaven a time ordains, 252.\\nall places alike distant from, 190.\\nall that we believe of, 280.\\nall the way to, 259.\\nall things in, and earth, 31.\\nalone is given away, 658.\\nand earth, more things in, 133.\\nand earth unfolds, 57.\\nand happy constellations, 238.\\nand home, points of, 485.\\napproving, 355.\\naround our infancy, 658.\\naround us all, 522.\\nascribe to, 73.\\nbeauteous eye of, 79.\\nbeholding, feeling hell, 526.\\nbelow, like a little, 302.\\nbetter than serve in, 224.\\nbreaks the serene of, 507.\\nbreath of, 416.\\nbright sun of, 101.\\nbring with thee airs from, 130.\\nbut tries our virtue, 380.\\ncannot heal, no sorrow that, 524.\\ncommences, his, 396.\\nconfess yourself to, 141.\\ndear to, is saintly chastity, 245.\\ndearest foe in, 128.\\ndeeds are the sons of, 368.\\ndoth with us as we with torches, 46.\\ndrowsy with the harmony, 56.\\nevery heart aspires to, 534.\\nevery purpose under the, 830.\\nHeaven, every virtue under, 329.\\nexhaled and went to, 308.\\nface of, so fine, 107.\\nfantastic tricks before high, 48.\\nfarther off from, 583.\\nfault to, 127.\\nfeU from, 225.\\nfiercest spirit that fought in, 226.\\nfirst taught letters, 333.\\nfirst-born, offspring of, 230.\\nfloor of, is thick inlaid, 65.\\nfragrance smells to, 362.\\nfrom all creatures hides, 315.\\nfrom, it came, 508.\\nfrom yon blue, 624.\\ngained a friend from, 386.\\ngates of, to the, 473.\\ngems of, 233.\\ngentle rain from, 64.\\ngives its favourites early death, 546.\\ngluttony ne er looks to, 246.\\nGod alone to be seen in, 553.\\nGod is in his, 644.\\ngood sense the gift of, 322.\\ngrants before the prayer, 269.\\ngreat eye of, 27.\\nhad made her such a man, 150.\\nharbingers to, 221.\\nhas no rage like love to hatred turned,\\n294.\\nhas not power upon the past, 274.\\nhas willed we die alone, 569.\\nhath done for this land, what, 540.\\nhe cried, O, 513.\\nhe gained from, a friend, 386.\\nhell I suffer seems a, 231.\\nhigh hope for a low, 54.\\nhills whose heads touch, 150.\\nhis blessed part to, 100.\\nhow art thou fallen from, 833.\\nhusbandry in, 119.\\nin each heart a little, 288.\\nin her eye, 237.\\nin hope to merit, 540.\\ninvites hell threatens, 307.\\nis heard no more in, 235.\\nis love for love is heaven, 487.\\nis not always angry, 289.\\nis shining o er us, 675.\\nis there care in, 28.\\nitself would stoop to her, 246.\\njourney like the path to, 244.\\njoy of, to earth come down, 432.\\njust are the ways of, 344.\\nkindred points of, 485.\\nlay up treasures in, 838.\\nleave her to, 132.\\nled the way to, 313.\\nless of earth than, 491.\\nlies about us in our infancy, 477.\\nlight from, 447, 549.\\nlight of, restore, 340.\\nlivery of the court of, 588.\\nmade him, every man is as, 788.\\nman alone beneath the, 488.\\nmatches are made in, 192.\\nmoderation the gift of, 698.\\nmy offence is rank it smells to, 139.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1005.jp2"}, "1000": {"fulltext": "976\\nINDEX.\\nHeaven nothing can cover his fame but,\\n198.\\nnothing true but, 524.\\nof charms divine, 343.\\nof hell, in itself can make a, 224\\nof invention, the brightest, 90.\\noffspring of, 230.\\non earth, 232.\\none minute of, 526.\\nopened wide her ever-during gates,\\n236.\\nopening bud to, conveyed, 500.\\nor hell, summons thee to, 119.\\npath to, 244.\\npermit to, 240.\\nPersian s, is easily made, 519.\\npities hapless man, 343.\\nplaces shall be hell that are not, 41.\\npoints out an hereafter, 298.\\nprayer ardent opens, 309.\\nquite in the verge of, 307.\\nrecompense did send, 386.\\nremedies we ascribe to, 73.\\nreport they bore to, 307.\\nriches flow from bounteous, 346.\\nsends us good meat, 388.\\nshe did but dream of, 270.\\nshed, light which, 522.\\nsilent finger points to, 481.\\nso much of earth so much of, 472.\\nsoul look down from, 277.\\nsoul white as, 197.\\nsounds my fame, 344.\\nspires point to, 481.\\nstarry cope of, 234.\\nsteep and thorny way to, 129.\\nstole the livery of, 588.\\nsuccour dawns from, 492.\\nsweetened by the airs of, 597.\\ntaken quick to, 37.\\nthe selfsame, that frowns, 98.\\nthings are the sons of, 368.\\nthy hues were born in, 574.\\nto be young was very, 476.\\nto earth, doth glance from, 59.\\nto gaudy day denies, which, 551\\nto the weary head, 584.\\ntoo, all this and, 282.\\ntries the earth, 658.\\nt was whispered in, t was muttered in\\nhell, 674.\\nupon earth, that, 584.\\nvisits, places the eye of, 80.\\nwanted one immortal song, 267.\\nwas all tranquillity, 527.\\nwere not heaven if we knew what it\\nwere, 256.\\nwhen earth was nigher, 644.\\nwill bless your store, 433.\\nwinds of, visit her face, 128.\\nwith all its splendors, 658.\\nHeavens blaze forth the death of princes,\\n112.\\nbowed the high, 23.\\ndeclare the glory of God, 819.\\nhear these tell-tale women, 97.\\nhung be the, with black, 93.\\nshould fall, if ever the, 771.\\nHeavens, spangled, a shining frame, 300.\\nthat which we call the, 717.\\nHeaven s best treasures, 387.\\nbreath smells wooing ly, 117.\\nchancery, flew up to, 379.\\ncherubim horsed, 118.\\ndecree, curst by, 398.\\nebon vault, 568.\\neternal year is thine, 270.\\nfirst law, order is, 319.\\ngate, the lark at, 159.\\ngates, she claps her wings at, 32.\\nhand, argue not against, 209.\\nhelp is better than early rising, 790.\\nimmortal noon, 566.\\nlast best gift, 235.\\nlights, godfathers of, 54.\\nmelodious strains, 640.\\nown light, 496.\\npavement, riches of, 225.\\nSovereign saves, 308.\\nsweetest air, 162.\\nwide pathless way, 250.\\nHeaven-born band, 465.\\nHeaven-directed to the poor, 321.\\nHeaven-eyed creature, 486.\\nHeaven-kissing hill, 140.\\nHeavenly blessings, 302.\\ndays that cannot die, 469.\\nempire of the, 29.\\ngift of poesy, profaned thy, 270.\\nhabitants, converse with, 245.\\nharmony, from, 271.\\nhope is all serene, 535.\\nhost, ye, 278.\\njewel, have I caught my, 34.\\nlays, pure delight by, 477.\\nmaid was young, 390.\\nparadise is that place, 485.\\nspirits, is there love in, 28.\\nHeaven-taught lyre, 377.\\nHeaviest battalions, 801.\\nHeaviness, spirit of, 834.\\nHeavy and red, eyelids, 585.\\nchange, but O the, 247.\\nHebrew in the dying light, 589.\\nHecuba to him, what s, 134.\\nHector still survives, while, 338.\\nHedge a king, divinity doth, 142.\\nHedgehog rolled up, lies like a, 584.\\nHedgehogs dressed in lace, 635.\\nHeed for himself, will take no, 470.\\ntake, lest he fall, 845.\\nHeedless, unwise to be, 715.\\nHeeds not he hears not, 666.\\nHeel, at his, a stone, 405.\\nof the courtier, 143.\\ntread each other s, 308.\\ntread upon another s, 143.\\nHeels, Caesar with a senate at his, 319.\\ndetraction at youT, 76.\\nI took to my, 703.\\nof pleasure, treads upon the, 295.\\nslippers good to the, 637.\\nwith an income at its, 415.\\nHeight, objects in an airy, 287.\\nof man, measure of the, 719.\\nof this great argument, 223.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1006.jp2"}, "1001": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n977\\nHeights by great men reached, 616.\\nother, in other lives, 645.\\nthe soul is competent to gain, 480.\\nHeir of all the ages, 626.\\nof fame, great, 251.\\nthe world creation s, 394.\\nto, shocks that flesh is, 135.\\nto the first, each second stood, 149.\\nwith all her children wants an, 321.\\nHeirs of truth and pure delight, 477.\\nunknown, 321.\\nHelen, like another, 272.\\nHelen s beauty in a brow of Egypt, 59.\\nHelicon s harmonious springs, 382.\\nHelios, Antigonous the son of, 740.\\nHell, agreement with, 605, 834.\\nall places shall be, 41.\\nbeholding heaven feeling, 526.\\nbetter to reign in, 224.\\nblasts from, 130.\\nbroke loose, all, 234.\\ncharacters of, to trace, 383.\\ncontains no fouler fiend, 345.\\ncunning livery of, 48.\\ndamned use that word in, 108.\\ndetests him as the gates of, 338.\\nfear of, s a hangman s whip, 448.\\nfor hoarding went to, 95.\\nfor horses, England, 192.\\nfor women, Italy, 192.\\nfrom beneath is moved, 833.\\ngrew darker at their frown, 229.\\nguests in the depths of, 825.\\nhas no fury like a woman scorned, 294.\\nI suffer seems a heaven, 231.\\ninjured lover s, 235.\\ninto the mouth of, 628.\\nis full of good intentions, 372.\\nis full of good meanings, 205.\\nis moved for thee, 833.\\nit is in suing long to bide, 29.\\nitself breathes out contagion, 139.\\nlong is the way out of, 227.\\nmaking earth a, 540.\\nmilk of concord into, 124.\\nmyself am, 231.\\nno fiend can match in, 296.\\nof heaven in itself can make a, 224.\\nof waters, 545.\\nof witchcraft, 163.\\npaved with good intentions, 372.\\nprocuress to the lords of, 632.\\nquiet to quick bosoms is a, 543.\\nrebellious, 140.\\nriches grow in, 225.\\nshall stir for this, all, 93.\\nsummons thee to heaven or to, 1-9.\\nterrible as, 228.\\nthreatens heaven invites, 307.\\nto choose love by another s eyes, 57.\\nto ears polite, never mentions, 322.\\ntrembled at the hideous name, 229.\\ntwas muttered in, 674.\\nwhich way I fly is, 231.\\nwithin him, 231.\\nwithin myself, I feel a, 218.\\nHell s concave, tore, 224.\\nHelm, Palinurus nodded at the, 332.\\nHelm, pleasure at the, 383.\\nwhen the sea is calm, 710.\\nHellespont and the Propontic, 155.\\nHelmet for a blow on the head, 764.\\nshall make a hive for bees, 25.\\nthat is Mambrino s, 786.\\nHelp, angels make assay, 139.\\nencumbers him with, 370.\\nhindrance and a, 472.\\nhis ready, was ever nigh, 366.\\nin trouble, a very present, 820.\\nme Cassius or I sink, 110.\\nme, who ran to, 535.\\nof man, vain is the, 821.\\nothers out of a fellow-feeling, 1S5.\\npast, should be past grief, 77.\\nthemselves, God helps them that, 360\\nthyself and God will, 206, 797.\\nHelper, our antagonist is our, 411.\\nour, he amid the flood, 770.\\nHelter-skelter hurry-scurry, 506.\\nHempen string, sing in a, 184.\\nHen gathereth her chickens, 841.\\nHender, no one nigh to, 659.\\nHenpecked you all, 555.\\nHeraclitus would not laugh, what, 484.\\nHerald Mercury, like the, 140.\\nno other, after my death, 101.\\nof joy, perfectest, 51.\\nHerald s coat without sleeves, 87.\\nHeraldry, our new, is hands, 155.\\nthe boast of, 384.\\nHerbe, dainty flowre or, 28.\\nHerbs and other country messes, 248.\\nbetter is a dinner of, 826.\\npowerful grace that lies in, 106.\\nHercules do what he may, 145.\\nhe is a second, 722.\\nno more like than I to, 128.\\nHerd, the lowing, 384.\\nHere a little and there a little, 834.\\nI and sorrows sit, 79.\\nin the body pent, 497.\\nis the whole set, 442.\\ns to the housewife, 442.\\ns to the maiden, 442.\\ns to the widow of fifty, 442.\\nlies a truly honest man, 259.\\nlies our sovereign, 279.\\nnor there, neither, 156.\\nrests his head, 386.\\nwe will sit, 65.\\nHereafter, points out an, 298.\\nHereditary bondsmen, 541.\\nHeritage, I have a goodly, 818.\\nnoble by, 285.\\nof old age, 608.\\nof woe, lord of himself, that, 551.\\nservice is no, 73.\\nthe sea, our, 537.\\nHermit, a sceptred, 677.\\ndwell a weeping, 390.\\ndwell, shall I like a, 26.\\nman the, sighed, 513.\\nof Prague, the old, 77.\\nof the dale, gentle, 402.\\nHermitage, take that for an, 260.\\nHero and the man complete, 299.\\n62", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1007.jp2"}, "1002": {"fulltext": "978\\nINDEX.\\nHero as in life a friend, 340.\\nhe who aspires to be a, 374.\\nmade by murder of millions, 425.\\nperish or sparrow fall, 315.\\nsee the conquering, 281.\\nto his valet, no one is a, 740.\\nHerod, out-herods, 137.\\nHeroes as great have died, 340.\\nhail ye, heaven-born band, 4G5.\\nof old, my peers the, 650.\\nHeroic deed, counsel and, 456.\\nenterprise is gone, 409.\\npoem a biography, 578.\\nstoic Cato, 559.\\nHerostratus lives, 219.\\nHerring, nor good red, 13.\\nHerrings, Douglas in red, 563.\\nHerte, seson priketh every gentil, 2.\\nHerveys, men women and, 461.\\nHesitate dislike, 327.\\nHesperus that led the starry host, 233.\\nHeterodoxy another man s doxy, 858.\\nHew and hack, somebody to, 211.\\nHexameter, in the, 504.\\nHey-day in the blood, 140.\\nHie jacet, its forlorn, 469.\\nthese two narrow words, 27.\\nHid, murder cannot long be, 62.\\nHidden soul of harmony, 249.\\nHide her shame, 403.\\nman within him, 49.\\nmyself in thee, let me, 432.\\noffences to bare to, 101.\\nthe fault I see, to, 334.\\ntheir diminished heads, 231.\\nthose hills of snow, 49, 184.\\nthou wear a lion s, 79.\\nyour diminished rays, 322.\\nHides a dark soul, 244.\\na shining face, 423.\\nbeauties while she, reveals, 378.\\nfrom himself his state, 365.\\nHideous, makes night, 331.\\nmaking night, 131.\\nHiding-place, dark and lonely, 501.\\nHierophants of inspiration, 568.\\nHies to his confine, erring spirit, 126.\\nHigh ambition lowly laid, 487.\\nand low, death makes equal, 9.\\nand palmy state of Rome, 126.\\ncharacters cries one, 257.\\nconverse, hold, 356.\\nerected thoughts, 34.\\nestate, fallen from his, 271.\\nhope for a low heaven, 54.\\nhopes, stirred up with, 254.\\ninstincts, 478.\\nlife, high characters from, 320.\\nmountains are a feeling, 543.\\nof the most, cometh healing, 837.\\non a throne of royal state, 226.\\nover-arched, 224, 239.\\nthinking and plain living, 472.\\nto Him no, no low, 316.\\nHigh-blown pride broke under me, 99.\\nHigh-born Hoel s harp, 383.\\nHigher law than the Constitution, 595.\\nHighest, peppered the, 399.\\nHighest thing is truth, 4.\\nHighland Mary, spare his, 618.\\nHighlands, my heart s in the, 450.\\nHigh-lived company, 402.\\nHighly fed and lowly taught, 73.\\nwhat thou wouldst, 117.\\nHighness dog at Kew, 334.\\nHigh-road to England, 370.\\nHighways, rivers are, 799.\\nHill apart, sat on a, 228.\\nby the wind-beaten, 515.\\ncity that is set on an, 838.\\ncot beside the, 455.\\nhad climbed the highest, 673.\\nheaven-kissing, 140.\\nking of France went up the, 686.\\non the customed, 386.\\nthat skirts the down, 428.\\nyon high eastward, 127.\\nHills ancient as the sun, 572.\\nand valleys dales and fields, 40.\\ncattle upon a thousand, 820.\\nfar across the, they went, 627.\\nhappy, pleasing shade, 381.\\nhewn on Norwegian, 224.\\nof snow, hide those, 49, 184.\\nof the stormy north, 571.\\nover the, and far away, 348, 627.\\npeep o er hills, 323.\\nrock-ribbed and ancient, 572.]\\nstrong amid the, 634.\\nto the reverberate, 75.\\nwhere spices grow, 302.\\nwhose heads touch heaven, 150.\\nHillside, conduct ye to a, 253.\\nHim, from, that hath not, 841.\\nno high no low to, 316.\\nof the western dome, 3$\\nHimself a host, 337.\\nfrom God he could no. tieo, 598.\\nHind mated by the lion, 73.\\nrational, Costard, 54.\\nHinders needle and thread, 585.\\nHindmost, devil take the, 211.\\nHindrance and a help, 472.\\nHinge nor loop, 154.\\nHinges, golden, moving, 236.\\ngrate harsh thunder, 229.\\npregnant, of the knee, 137.\\nHint a fault, just, 327.\\nto speak, it was my, 150.\\nupon this, I spake, 151.\\nHip and thigh, smote them, 814.\\nhave ye him on the, 18.\\nI have you on the, 65.\\nHippocrene, blushful, 575.\\nHire, labourer is worthy of his, 842.\\nHis faith might be wrong, 260.\\ntime is forever, 260.\\nHiss for the fly, the Lord shall, 833.\\nHistorian of my country s woes, 342.\\npoet naturalist and, 367.\\nHistories make men wise, 168.\\nHistory, anything but, 304.\\nassassination has never changed, 607.\\nbest studied, 590.\\nbloom upon the stock of, 486.\\ndignity of, 304, 593.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1008.jp2"}, "1003": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n979\\nHistory, ever hear by tale or, 57.\\nhath triumphed over time, 26.\\nhe has invented. 801.\\nin a nation s eyes, 385.\\nis philosophy teaching by examples,\\n304.\\nmust be false, 304.\\nof England written with knowledge,\\n609.\\npicture of human crimes, 801.\\nportance in nry travels 150.\\nregister of crimes, 430.\\nrepeats itself, 808.\\nstrange eventful, 69.\\ntruth of anything by, 724.\\nwhat is her, 75.\\nwith all her volumes, 546.\\nHit, a very palpable, 145.\\nthe nail on the head, 183.\\nHits the mark, 161.\\nHitch your wagon to a star, 603.\\nHitches in a rhyme, 328.\\nHitherto shalt thou come, 817.\\nHive for bees, his helmet a, 25.\\nHiving wisdom, 544.\\nHoar antiquity, ways of, 403.\\nHoard of maxims preaching, 626.\\nHoarding went to hell, for his, 95.\\nHoarse rough verse, 324.\\nHoarseness of his note, 423.\\nHoary head is a crown of glory, 826.\\nmy days but dull and, 264.\\nHobby-horse is forgot, 138.\\nHobgoblin, consistency is a, 601.\\nHobson s choice, S57.\\nHocus-pocus science, 350.\\nHoe, tickle the earth with a, 597.\\nHoel s ha o high-born, 383.\\nHog in F sty, fattest, 393.\\nHogs eat acorns, greater ease than, 210.\\nHoist with his own petar, 141.\\nHold a candle, 351.\\nenough, cries, 126.\\nfast that which is good, 847.\\nhigh converse, 356.\\nhis peace hereafter, forever, 850.\\nmakes nice of no vile, 79.\\nthe fleet angel, 362.\\nthe fort I am coming, 681.\\nthe mirror up to nature, 137.\\nthou the good, 632.\\nto have and to, 850.\\nwith the hare, 12.\\nHolds fast the golden mean, 424.\\nHole, Caesar might stop a, 144.\\nin a your coats, 449.\\nlike a poisoned rat in a, 292.\\nmouse of one poor, 206, 336.\\nof discretion, the little, 56.\\nHoles, foxes have, 839.\\ntriangular and square, 461.\\nwhere eyes did once inhabit, 96.\\nHoliday, to make a Roman, 546.\\nHolidays, all the year were playing, 83.\\nHoliday-rejoicing spirit, 509.\\nHoliest thing alive, 502.\\nHolily, that wouldst thou, 117.\\nHoliness, in the beauties of, 823.\\nHolland lies, where, 395.\\nHollow, all was false and, 226.\\nblasts of wind, 347.\\nmurmurs died awa}- in, 390.\\noak our palace is, 537.\\nHollows crowned with summer sea, 629.\\nHollow-eyed, sharp-looking, 50.\\nHolly branch on the old oak wall, 582.\\nHoly angels guard thy bed, 302.\\nground, call it, 570.\\nhaunted ground, 541.\\ntext around she strews, 385.\\ntime is quiet as a nun, the, 470.\\nwrit, old odd ends stolen out of, 96.\\nwrit, proofs of, 154.\\nHomage, all things do her, 31.\\nfrom contemporaries, 591.\\nof a tear, the. 541.\\nof thoughts unspoken, 616.\\nvice pays to virtue, 795.\\nworthless pomp of, 571.\\nHome, anchor of our peace at, 435.\\nat ease, live at, 176.\\nat evening s close, hie him, 386.\\nbehold our, 550.\\nbest country ever is at, 394.\\nday s march nearer, 497.\\ndeep imaged in his soul, 345.\\ndraw near their eternal, 221.\\ndream of, 525.\\nexile from, 568.\\nfilled one, with glee, 570.\\nGod who is our, 477.\\nhis footsteps he hath turned, 488.\\nhomely features to keep, 246.\\nI am going, 598.\\nin a better place at, 67.\\nin the ambush of my name strike, 47.\\nis home though ever so homely, 5G8.\\nis on the deep, 514.\\nkiss till the cow comes, 197.\\nkeep his only son at, 392.\\nmake friends at, 722.\\nmakes her loved at, 447.\\nman goeth to his long, 831.\\nnext way, farthest way about, 204.\\nno place like, 568.\\nof the brave, 517.\\nold England is our, 605.\\non the rolling deep, 679.\\nout of house and, 89.\\npoints of heaven and, 485.\\nrevered abroad and loved at, 447.\\nsweet home. 568.\\nthat dear hut our, 362.\\nthere s nobody at, 336.\\nthough never so homely, 568.\\nto men s bosoms, 164.\\nto roost, chickens come, 606.\\nuneasy and confined at, 315.\\nwhen you knock is never at, 415.\\nHomes, forced from their, 395.\\nhomeless near a thousand, 465.\\nof England, the stately, 569.\\nof silent prayer, eyes are, 632.\\nHome-bound fancy, 594.\\nHome-bred kine, beeves and, 474.\\nHome-keeping youth, 44.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1009.jp2"}, "1004": {"fulltext": "980\\nINDEX.\\nHomeless near a thousand homes, 465.\\nHomely features to keep home, 246.\\nwits, home-keeping youth have, 44.\\nHomer all the books you need, 280.\\ndeep-browed, 576.\\nGreece boasts her, 271.\\nhimself must beg, 189.\\nliving begged his bread, 189.\\nnods, nor is it, 323.\\nour poets steal from, 185.\\nsometimes nods, 706.\\nseven cities warred for, 194.\\nHomer s birth, seven cities claim, 194.\\ngolden chain, 191.\\nlamp appeared, ere, 414.\\nrule the best, 328.\\nHone, I like your book ingenious, 509.\\nHonest and true, 450.\\nas any man living, 52.\\nas the world goes, 133.\\nexceeding poor man, 62.\\ngood just and, 670.\\nI am myself indifferent, 136.\\nin the sight of all men, 844.\\nlabour bears a lovely face, 182.\\nman is aboon his might, 452.\\nman is the noblest work of God, 319.\\nman preferred to rich, 733.\\nmy friends were poor but, 73.\\ntale speeds best, 97.\\nto be direct and, 154.\\nwhatsoever things are, 847.\\nHouester, old man and no, 52.\\nHonesty, armed so strong in, 114.\\ncorruption wins not more than, 100.\\ndwells like a miser, 72.\\nis his fault, 109.\\nis the best policy, 790.\\nneither manhood nor, 83.\\nno legacy so rich as, 73.\\nno, nor manhood in thee, 83.\\nparty, is party expediency, 669.\\nspring and root of, 729.\\nHoney, flowing with milk and, 813.\\ngather, all the day, 302.\\nwords sweet as, 337.\\nHoney and the honeycomb, 819.\\nHoney-dew, hath fed on, 500.\\nHoneyed dew, 692.\\nshowers, 247.\\nHoney-heavy dew of slumber, 111.\\nHoneyless, leave them, 115.\\nHonorable, ancient and, 833.\\nHonour, all is lost save, 807.\\nand greatness of his name, 101.\\nand shame from no condition rise, 319.\\nand years, full of, 655.\\nas in war, 103.\\nbed of, 212, 305.\\nbut an empty bubble, 272.\\nchastity of, 410.\\ncomes a pilgrim gray, 390.\\ndead on the field of, 808.\\ndepths and shoals of, 100.\\nfaithful and clear in, 323.\\nfrom corruption keep, 101.\\ngives greatness, if, 436.\\ngrip, where feel your, 448.\\nHonour hath no skill in surgery, 87.\\nhurt that, feels, 626.\\nis a mere scutcheon, 87.\\nis at the stake, 142.\\nis lodged, place where, 214.\\nis lost, what is left when, 709.\\nis spick and span new, 212.\\nis the subject of my story, 110.\\njealous in, 69.\\nlies, there all the, 319.\\nlove obedience troops of friends, 124.\\nloved I not, more, 259.\\nman being in, abideth not, 820.\\nmine shall be the post of, 349.\\nnew made, forgets men s names, 78.\\nof more weight than an oath, 757.\\none vessel unto, 844.\\nour fortunes and our sacred, 434.\\npension list the roll of, 669.\\nperfect ways of, 101.\\npluck up drowned, 84.\\npost of, is a private station, 298.\\npraise and glory given, 303.\\npricks me on, 87.\\nprophet not without, 839.\\npublic, is security, 689.\\nrazed from the books of, 161.\\nrooted in dishonour, 629.\\nset to a leg, 87.\\nshe knew what was, 237.\\nsin to covet, if it be a, 92.\\nsinks where commerce long prevails,\\n394.\\nthat part more hurts, 214.\\nthe king, fear God, 849.\\nthy father and mother, 695.\\nthere comes, 390.\\nto pluck bright, 84.\\nturns with frown, defiant, 637.\\nunto the wife, giving, 849.\\nwhat is that word, 87.\\nwithout deserving, 35.\\nHonours, bears his blushing, 99.\\nmore substantial, 406.\\nof the dead, fading, 487.\\non its head, beauteous, 337.\\nto the world, he gave his, 100.\\nHonour s truckle-bed, 212.\\nvoice, can, 384.\\nHonourable, men, all, 113.\\nretreat, 70.\\nwife, true and, 112.\\nHonoured bones, Shakespeare s, 251.\\nby strangers, 335.\\nhow loved how, 335.\\nin his grave, 620.\\nin the breach, 130.\\nin their generations, 837.\\nso known so, 330.\\nHood, a page of, 637.\\ndrink with him that wears a, 22.\\nHooded clouds like friars, 613.\\nHoodwinked, judgment, 422.\\nHoofs of a swinish multitude, 410.\\nHook baited with a dragon s tail, 217.\\nor crook, 15, 28.\\nsalt-fish on his, 158.\\nHooks of steel, 129.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1010.jp2"}, "1005": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n981\\nHookas, divine in, 555.\\nHook-nosed fellow of Rome, 90.\\nHooping, out of all, 70.\\nHoops of steel, grapple them with, 129.\\nthree-hooped pot shall have ten, 94.\\nHoop s bewitching round, 378.\\nHooting at the glorious sun, 501.\\nHope abandon who enter here, 769.\\nagainst hope, 496, 844.\\nanimated by faith and, 369.\\nbade the world farewell, 513.\\nbate a jot of heart or, 252.\\nbreak it to our, 126.\\ncling to weakest, 561.\\nconstancy in wind, 539.\\ncould never hope too much, 634.\\ndeferred, 826.\\nearthly, how bright soe er, 535.\\nelevates, 239.\\nexiles feed on, 695.\\nfarewell, fear remorse, 231.\\nfinal, is flat despair, 226.\\nflag of the free heart s, 574.\\nfooled with, 276.\\nfor a fool, more, 828.\\nfrustrate of his, 253.\\nhath happy place with me, 655.\\nheavenly, is all serene, 535.\\nher to attain, 28.\\nhigh, for a low heaven, 54.\\nI laugh for, 655.\\nin sure and certain, 851.\\nis brightest, 491.\\nis theirs by fancy fed, 381.\\nis there no, the sick man said, 349.\\nlight of, leave the, 514.\\nlighthouse looked lovely as, 528.\\nlike the gleaming taper, 399.\\nlined himself with, 88.\\nnever comes that comes to all, 223.\\nnever to, again, 99.\\nno other medicine but only, 48.\\nnone e er loved without, 377.\\nnor bate a jot of heart or, 252.\\nof all ills that men endure, 261.\\nof all who suffer, 619.\\nof day, without all, 241.\\nof many nations, 547.\\nof my spirit, the, 524.\\nof the resurrection, 851.\\nof Troy, Astyanax the, 338.\\none only, my heart can cheer, 587.\\nphantoms of, 367.\\npleasure, yet all, 276.\\nprevail, let not, 683.\\nprisoners of, 836.\\nrepose in trembling, 386.\\nsprings eternal, 315.\\nstill relies on, 398.\\nstrength is felt from, 340.\\ntells a flattering tale, 683.\\nthe charmer, 513.\\nthe dream of those that wake, 288.\\nthe wretch relies on, 398.\\nthou hovering angel, 243.\\nthou nurse of young desire, 427.\\nthough hope were lost, 433.\\nto attain her, 28.\\nHope, to feed on, 29.\\nto have mercy, 29.\\nto meet again, the, 587.\\nto merit heaven, 540.\\nto the end, 849.\\nto write well hereafter, 253.\\ntold a flattering tale, 683.\\ntravels through, 318.\\ntrue, is swift, 97.\\nuncheered by, 537.\\nwe have such. 846.\\nwhence this pleasing, 298.\\nwhere reason would despair, love can.\\n377.\\nwhile there s life there s, 349.\\nwhite-handed, 243.\\nwithering fled, 551.\\nworld will disagree in faith and, 318.\\nHopes, airy, my children, 480.\\nbe filled, with better, 674.\\nbelied our fears, 583.\\ncrawling upon my startled, 296.\\nlaid waste, 606.\\nlike towering falcons, 287.\\nmortal, defeated, 482.\\nmy fondest, decay, 526.\\nof future years, 615.\\nof living, high, 254.\\nsordid, and vain desires, 534.\\nstartled, 296.\\nstirred up with high, 254.\\ntender leaves of, 99.\\nHope s perpetual breath, 474.\\ntender blossoms, 805.\\nHopeless anguish, 366.\\nfancy feigned, by, 630.\\nHorace whom I hated so, 545.\\nHoratio, as just a man, 137.\\nI knew him, 144.\\nin my mind s eye, 128.\\nthrift, thrift, 128.\\nto what base uses may we return, 144,\\nHoratius kept the bridge, 593.\\nHorde, one polished, 560.\\nHorizon, I saw her just above the, 409.\\nHorn, blast of that dread, 490.\\nof the hunter, 673.\\none blast upon his bugle, 492.\\nPan lends his pagan, 331.\\nthe lusty horn, 71.\\nthrice yon moon had filled her, 306.\\nTriton blow his wreathed, 477.\\nvoice of that wild, 490.\\nHorrible discord, brayed, 236.\\nimaginings, 116.\\nshadow hence, 122.\\nHorrid grind, one demd, 652.\\nHorror, nodding, 243.\\nof falling into naught, 298.\\nof his folded tail, 251.\\nsecret dread and inward, 298.\\nHorrors, hail, 223.\\non horror s head, 154.\\nsupped full with, 125.\\nHorse, anger is like a full hot, 98.\\ncall me, 84.\\ncart before the, 18.\\ndark, 608.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1011.jp2"}, "1006": {"fulltext": "982\\nINDEX.\\nHorse, give me another, 97.\\ngray mare the better, 17.\\nlittle dearer than his, 626.\\nlook a gift, in the mouth, 11.\\nlost for want of a shoe, 360.\\nmade fat by the king s eye, 729.\\nmy kingdom for a, 98.\\nof that colour, 75.\\none, was blind, 510.\\nphilosophy is a good, 401.\\nride a free, to death, 792.\\nscarce would move a, 416.\\nshort, soon curried, 12.\\nsick as a, 379.\\nsomething in a flying, 468.\\nstarveth, while grass groweth, 14.\\ntalks of his, 61.\\nthat which is now a, 158.\\nthe taxed, 462.\\nto the water, 14.\\ntrumpet sounds to, 296.\\nHorses, between two, 93.\\nItaly a paradise for, 192.\\noats food for, 187.\\nHorseback, beggar on, 190.\\nsits on his, 78.\\nHorsed, heaven s cherubim, 118.\\nHorse-leech hath two daughters, 829.\\nHorsemanship, noble, 86.\\nHorsemill, perpetual rack or, 188,\\nHortensius, his friend, 559.\\nHose a world too wide, 69.\\nHospitable thoughts intent, 235.\\nHospitality, given to, 844.\\nsitting with gladness, 617.\\nHost, himself a, 337.\\nmingling with the vulgar, 342.\\nof the Garter, 45.\\nreckoning without their, 12.\\nthat led the starry, 233.\\nuniversal, up sent a shout, 224.\\nye heavenly, 278.\\nHostages to fortune, 165.\\nHostess door, at mine, 78.\\nwithout their, 32.\\nHot and rebellious liquors, 67.\\ncold moist and dry, 229.\\nhammer your iron when it is, 709.\\nhaste, mounting in, 542.\\nheat not a furnace too, 98.\\nin the mouth, 75.\\ntemper leaps o er a cold decree, 61.\\nHound, hold with the, 33.\\nor spaniel, 148.\\nrun with the, 12.\\nHour, await the inevitable, 384.\\nbefore the worshipped sun peered\\nforth, 104.\\nbounties of an, 306.\\nbusy with the crowded, 600.\\nby his dial, 68.\\nby Shrewsbury clock, 88.\\ncatch the transient, 366.\\ncloud which wraps the present, 380.\\ndelight my private, 241.\\nevening s calm and holy, 488.\\never thus from childhood s, 526.\\nfor a dark, 120.\\nHour, for one short, 554.\\nfriendliest to sleep, 235.\\nI have had my, 274.\\nif we do but watch the, 555.\\nimprove each shining, 302.\\nin a sunny, fall off, 526.\\ninsects of the, 410.\\nlives its little, 573.\\nluckless from that, 228.\\nmake the coming, o erflow, 73.\\nmay lay it in the dust, 541.\\nnothing can bring back the, 478.\\nnow s the day and now s the, 450.\\nof blind old Dandolo, one, 545.\\nof glorious life, one crowded, 493.\\nof might, in their, 526.\\nof night, the cheerless, 568.\\nof night, the tranquil, 587.\\nof that Dundee, single, 474.\\nof virtuous liberty, 298.\\none self -approving, 319.\\npensioner on the bounties of an, 306.\\nrose that lives its little, 573.\\nsome wee short, 446.\\nthis consecrated, 674.\\ntime and the, 116.\\nto hour we ripe and ripe, 68.\\nto open for the world a purer, 655.\\ntorturing, 226, 382.\\ntroublesome insects of the, 410.\\nupon the stage, frets his, 125.\\nweep for the, 520.\\nwhen God sends a cheerful, 252.\\nwhen lovers vows, 551.\\nwith beauty s chain, 525.\\nwonder of an, the, 541.\\nwraps the present, 380.\\nHours I once enjoyed, peaceful, 422.\\nmournful midnight, 617.\\nof bliss, winged, 514.\\nof ease, to, 455.\\nof ease, woman in our, 490.\\nof time, creeping, 68.\\non angel wings, 450.\\nset apart for business, 362.\\nseven, to law, 438.\\nsix, in sleep, 24.\\nsome wee short, 446.\\nsteal a few, from the night, 521.\\nunheeded flew the, 464.\\nwaked by the circling, 235.\\nwise to talk with our past, 307.\\nwith flying feet, 542.\\nHour s talk withal, never spent an, 55.\\nHouris, lying with, 387.\\nHouse and home, out of, 89.\\nappointed for all living, 817.\\nbabe in a, 640.\\nbe divided against itself, 841.\\nbrawling woman in a wide, 827.\\nchimney in my father s, 94.\\nclouds that loured upon our, 95.\\ndark, and long sleep, 590.\\ndaughter of my, 542.\\ndaughters of my father s, 76.\\nget out of my, 791.\\nill spirit have so fair a, 43.\\nis to be let for life, 204.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1012.jp2"}, "1007": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n983\\nHouse, like a miser in a poor, 72.\\nlittle pleasure in the, 427.\\nman s, his castle. 24.\\nmansions in my Father s, 843.\\nmoat defensive to a, SI.\\nnae luck about the, 426.\\nof every one as his castle, 24.\\nof feasting, B30.\\nof Lords, honoured at the, 330.\\nof mourning, better go to the, 830.\\nof my friends. b30.\\nof my God, 821.\\nof Pindarus, 252.\\nof prayer, wherever God erects a, 286.\\non another man s ground, 45.\\none mind in an, 851.\\npeace be to this, 842.\\nprop of my, 65.\\nrejects him, fired that the, 326.\\nreturn no more to his. 816.\\nset thine, in order, 834.\\nshot mine arrow o er the, 145.\\nso fair a, 43.\\nsole daughter of my. 542.\\nto lodge a friend. 289.\\nwhen we see the figure of the. 88.\\nyou take my, when you take the prop,\\n65.\\nHouses fer asonder, 2.\\nmended, old, 296.\\nplague o both your. 107.\\nseem asleep, the very. 470.\\nthick and sewers annoy. 239.\\nHousehold, ways of her, 829.\\nwords, familiar as, 92.\\nHouseless heads, 147.\\nHousetop, corner of the. B27.\\nHousewife that s thrifty, 442.\\nHow are the mighty fallen, 815.\\nart thou fallen. 833b\\nblest is he, 396.\\nhe will talk. 281.\\nI pities them. 510.\\nit talked. Lord, 197.\\nnot to do it. C52.\\nHowards, blood of all the. 319.\\nHowe er it be it seems to me, 624.\\nHowling of the wolf, 38.\\nHowls along the sky. 392.\\nHub of the solar system, 638.\\nHuddle up their work, 419.\\nHue as red as the rosy bed, 678.\\ncuckoo-buds of yellow, 56.\\nlove s proper, 238.\\nof resolution, the native, 136.\\nsinuous shells of pearly, 511.\\nunto the rainbow, add another, 79.\\nHues, flowers of all, 232.\\nlike nature s, 355.\\nof bliss, 386.\\nwere born in heaven, thy, 571.\\nHug the dear deceit, we, 362.\\nHugged by the old, dio.\\nby the strumpet wind, 62.\\nthe offender. 273.\\nHugs it to the last. 525.\\nHuldy all alone there sot, 659.\\nHum, beehive s, 455.\\nHum, midst the crowd the. 541.\\nno voice or hideous, 251.\\nof either army sounds. 91.\\nof hurnan cities torture, 543.\\nof men, the busy. 249.\\nof mighty workings. 576.\\nHuman, all that is, must retrograde. 42\\nbliss to human woe. 794.\\ncreatures lives. 5 5.\\nends are ultimately answered, 530.\\nevents, course of. 434.\\nface divine, 230.\\nfeatures, differences in, 718.\\nform divine, 344.\\nform, teemed with, 394.\\nheart, naked, 3 J\\nhearts endure, all that, 367.\\nkind, plagues and dotages of, 1S8.\\nkindness, milk of, 117.\\nlife, leaves from the book of, 617.\\nmind in ruins, 682.\\nmortals, 57.\\nnature s daily food, 474.\\noffspring, true source of, 234.\\nrace, forget the, 547.\\nrace from China to Peru. 305.\\nsoul take wing, to see the. 552.\\nspark is left, nor, 332.\\nthought is the process, 530.\\nto err in opinion. 742.\\nto err is, 325.\\nto step aside is, 448.\\nHumanities of old religion, 504.\\nHumanity, aught that dignifies, 594.\\nimitated abominably, 137.\\nof a veined, 620.\\nstill sad music of, 467.\\nsuffering sad, 614.\\nwearisome condition of, 35.\\nwith all its fears, 615.\\nHumankind, lord of, 277.\\nlords of, 395.\\nporcelain clay of. _77.\\nHumble, be it ever so. oGS.\\ncares and delicate fears. 409.\\nheart that was. 518.\\nlivers in content. 98.\\nnone shall rule but the\\nPort to imperial Tokay. 380.\\ntranquil spirit, 1^2.\\nwisdom is, 422.\\nHumbleness, whispering. 61.\\nHumility and modest stillness, 91.\\nis a virtue all preach, 195.\\nlike the virtue of. 207.\\npride that apes, 501, 507.\\nproud in, 188.\\nthat low sweet root, 527.\\nHumorous ladyship, 79.\\nsadness, wraps me in, 70.\\nsigh, very beadle to a, 55.\\nHuniour, career of his. 51.\\nof it. there s the. 45.\\nsuch as distils from gods. 732.\\nthe only test of gravity. 57S.\\nvoid of wit and. 389.\\nwas ever woman in this, won, 96.\\nHumours, in all thv. 300.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1013.jp2"}, "1008": {"fulltext": "984\\nINDEX.\\nHumours, turn with climes, 321.\\nHuncamunca s eyes, in, 363.\\nHundred and fifty ways, 71.\\nisles, throned on her, 544.\\nwhile one might tell a, 129.\\nyears are gone, when a, 667.\\nHung be the heavens with black, 93.\\nover her enamoured, 235.\\nwith grooms and porters, 626.\\nHungarian wight, 45.\\nHunger, food that appeases, 792.\\nif thine enemy, feed him, 844.\\nis the teacher of arts, 305.\\nobliged by, 326.\\ntwo weak evils age and, 69.\\nHungry as the grave, 356.\\njudges, 326.\\nlean-faced villain, 50.\\nlook, a lean and, 111.\\nsinner, the, 560.\\nHunt for a forgotten dream, 472.\\nin fields for health unbought, 270.\\nit in the dark, 416.\\nHunter and the deer a shade, 443, 514.\\nhorn of the, 673.\\nmighty, prey was man, 333.\\nHunting amusement of English gentle-\\nmen, 376.\\nlabour of savages of North America,\\n376.\\nwhich the devil designed, 272.\\nHunts in dreams, like a dog, 626.\\nHuntsman his pack, as a, 399.\\nHurly-burly s done, when the, 115.\\nHurrah for the next that dies, 641.\\nHurry, in haste but never in a, 359.\\nHurry-scurry helter-skelter, 506.\\nHurt cannot be much, 107.\\nhe that sweareth to his own, 818.\\nmore afraid than, 11.\\nof the inside, 212.\\npast all surgery, 152.\\nthat honour feels, 626.\\nHurtles in the darkened air, 384.\\nHusband cools, ne er answers till a, 321.\\nfrae the wife despises, advices the,\\n451.\\nlover may be lost in the, 377.\\nshe commandeth her, 222.\\nsuch duty woman oweth to her, 73.\\ntruant, should return, 556.\\nHusband s eye, lovely in her, 465.\\nheart, level in her, 75.\\nHusbanded and so fathered, 112.\\nHusbandman, life of the, 597.\\nHusbandry, dulls the edge of, 130.\\nin heaven there s, 119.\\nHush my dear lie still, 302.\\nHushed be every thought, 484.\\nin grim repose, 383.\\nHuswife s wool, tease the, 246.\\nHut, he made him a, 391.\\nlove in a, 574.\\nthat dear, our home, 362.\\nHuzzas, loud, 319.\\nHyacinthine locks, 232.\\nHydras and Chimaeras dire, 228.\\nHyena, voice of the, 38.\\nHymn affords, fineness which a, 205.\\nits low perpetual, 680.\\nto his own death, 63, 80.\\nHyperion to a satyr, 128.\\nHyperion s curls, 140.\\nHypocrisy, an organized, 607.\\nis the homage, 795.\\nof a bishop, 688.\\nHypocrites, cant of, 378.\\nHypocritic tear, 571.\\nHyrcan tiger, 122.\\nHyssop, from the cedar to the, 593.\\nHysterica passio, down, 146.\\nI am here I shall remain, 808.\\nam no orator, 114.\\nam Sir Oracle, GO.\\nam the state, 808.\\ncame I saw I conquered, 735.\\nhave nothing I owe much, 770.\\nknow not I ask not, 522.\\nlove it I love it, 654.\\nIago, the pity of it, 155.\\nIce, be thou chaste as, 136.\\nfortune s, to virtue s land, 267.\\nin June, seek, 539.\\nmotionless as, 473.\\nstarve in, 228.\\nthick-ribbed, 48.\\nto smooth the, 79.\\nIceland, no snakes in, 373.\\nIcicle, chaste as the, 103.\\nIcily regular splendidly null, G31.\\nIcy hands, death lays his, 209.\\nIdea, American, 639.\\nhe had only one, 371, 609.\\nof her life shall sweetly creep, 53.\\npossess but one, 371.\\nteach the young, 355.\\nIdeas, man of nasty, 291.\\nwho sung divine, 599.\\nIdes are come, 112.\\nof March, beware the, 110, 728.\\nIdiot, tale told by an, 125.\\nIdle as a painted ship, 498.\\nbrain, children of an, 105.\\nhands to do, mischief for, 302.\\nthunder in his lifted hand, 267.\\ntoil does not come to help the, 707.\\nwaste of thought, 517.\\nwhom the world calls, 420.\\nwild and young, 676.\\nwind, pass by me as the, 114.\\nwishes, stay in, 444.\\nIdleness an appendix to nobility, 361.\\nbread of, 829.\\nfrivolous work of polished, 457.\\npenalties of, 332.\\nto eat his heart away, 30.\\nIdler, busy world an, 420.\\nis a watch, 415.\\nIdly spoken, word so, 606.\\nIdolatry, god of my, 106.\\nIdols to the moles and bats, 832.\\nIf any speak, 113.\\nis the only peacemaker, 72.\\nit be now t is not to come, 145.\\nmuch virtue in, 72.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1014.jp2"}, "1009": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n985\\nIf she be not so to me, 199.\\nthere be or ever were, 159.\\nwe do meet again, 115.\\nwe should fail, 118.\\nIgnis aurum probat, 197.\\nIgnominious heads, hide their, 339.\\nIgnominy sleeps with thee, 87.\\nIgnorance, bonds of, G39.\\ndistinguished for, 609.\\nfolly and, 102.\\nis bliss, t is folly to be wise, 382.\\nit was a childish, 583.\\nknew nothing but the fact of his,\\n760.\\nknowledge from, 650.\\nlet me not burst in, 130.\\nlet, talk as it will, 797.\\nman sedate in, 366.\\nmother of devotion, 275.\\nof the law excuses no man, 195.\\nof wealth, best riches, 396.\\nour comfort flows from, 287.\\nplays the chief part among men, 758.\\nthe one only evil, 760.\\nIgnorant despise education, the, 711.\\nin foreboding evil, 695.\\nin spite of experience, 376.\\nof anything, be not, 837.\\nof what he s most assured, 48.\\nto be conscious you are, 609.\\nIgnorantly read, blockhead, 325.\\nII dolce far niente, 718.\\nIliad and Odyssey, 503.\\nIlium, topless towers of, 41.\\nIll, better made by, 455.\\ncan he rule the great, 29.\\ncrowning good repressing, 438.\\ndeeds done, makes, 80.\\nfares the land, 396.\\nfinal goal of, 632.\\ngood and, together, 74.\\ngoodness thinks no, 231.\\nhabits gather by unseen degrees, 274.\\nmake themselves strong by, 121.\\nnews goes quick, 738.\\nnothing becomes him, 55.\\nnothing, can dwell in such a temple,\\n43.\\nseal up the avenues of, 600.\\nshapes of, may hover, 577.\\nsovereign o er transmuted, 366.\\nspirit have so fair a house, 43.\\nthe good are better made by, 455.\\ntransmuted, 366.\\nweed groweth fast, 13.\\nwhere no ill seems, 231.\\nwind blows no man to good, 90.\\nwind that bloweth no man to good, 20.\\nwind turns none to good, 20.\\nIlls, bear those, we have, 136.\\nbetide, resigned when, 362.\\ncure for life s worst, 594.\\nflood of mortal, 770.\\nlove on through all, 527.\\nof life, victorious o er a the, 451.\\nthat men endure, of all, 261.\\nthe scholar s life assail, what, 365.\\nto come, no sense of, 381.\\nIlls, to hastening, a prey, 396.\\nwhat mighty done by woman, 280.\\nIll-favoured faults, 46.\\nthing but mine own, 72.\\nIlliterate him from your memory, 440.\\nIll-luck, as, would have it, 785.\\nnever comes alone, 786.\\npeople fond of, 597.\\nIll-seeming thick, 73.\\nIll-used ghost, like an, 355.\\nIllumed the eastern skies, 639.\\nIllumine, what in me is dark, 223.\\nIllusion given, for man s, 524.\\nIllustrious acts high raptures do infuse,\\n220.\\npredecessor, 208, 364.\\nspark, the parson, 416.\\nImage, cherished thine, 682.\\nof bloody Mary, oSo.\\nof eternity, time is the, 760.\\nof God in ebony, 222.\\nof good Queen Bess, 585.\\ntwofold, we saw a, 481.\\nImages and precious thoughts, 481.\\nin golden coats, like, 86.\\nImaginary joys pursues. 391.\\nImagination, abhorred in my, 144.\\nall compact, are of, 59.\\nboast, can, 355.\\nbodies forth the forms of things, 59.\\ncold and barren, 408.\\ncomparisons of a disturbed, 412.\\nindebted to his, for his facts, 443.\\ninto his study of, 53.\\nlike the wings of an ostrich, 590.\\nof a feast, bare, 81.\\nso fair to fond, 482.\\nsolitude needful to the, 661.\\nsuch tricks hath strong, 59.\\nto sweeten my, 148.\\ntrace the noble dust, 144.\\ntravelling is to regulate, 375.\\nImaginations are as foul. 138.\\nImagining fear in the night, 59.\\nImaginings, horrible, 116.\\nImbower, high over-arched, 224.\\nImitated humanity abominably, 137.\\nImitates nature, art, 305.\\nImitation is the sincerest flatter}-, 675.\\nImmediate jewel of their souls, 153.\\nImmemorial elms, 630.\\nImmense pleasure to come, 380.\\nImminent deadly breach, 150.\\nImmodest words, 278.\\nImmoral thought, not one, 377.\\nImmortal as they quote, 310.\\nbeauty awakes, 428.\\nblessing from her lips, 108.\\ncrown, 359.\\nfame gives, 311.\\nfire, spark of that, 549.\\ngarland is to be run for, 254.\\ngods I crave no pelf, 109.\\nhate and courage, 223.\\nlongings in me, 159.\\nmind remains, the, 341.\\nnames, one of the few, 562.\\nnoon, heaven s, 566.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1015.jp2"}, "1010": {"fulltext": "986\\nINDEX.\\nImmortal part of myself, have lost the,\\n152.\\nreign, where saints, 303.\\nscandals fly, 670.\\nsea, sight of that, 478.\\nsong, wanted one, 267.\\nsouls, such harmony is in, 65.\\nthat the soul was r 760.\\nthough no more, 541.\\nverse, married to, 249, 481.\\nwith a kiss, make me, 41.\\nyouth, flourish in, 299.\\nImmortality, born for, 484.\\nhe ne er is crowned with, 574.\\nlonging after, 298.\\nquaff, and joy, 235.\\nto die aspiring, 37.\\nImmortals never appear alone, 502.\\nImmovable, infixed to pine, 228.\\nImparadised in one another s arms, 233.\\nImpartial laws were given, by whom, 313.\\nImpeachment, own the soft, 441.\\nImpearls on every leaf, 235.\\nImpediment, marched on without, 97.\\nImpediments, admit, 163.\\nin fancy s course, 74.\\nto great enterprises, 165.\\nImperceptible water, 584.\\nImperfect offices of prayer, 479.\\nImperfections on my head, 132.\\npass my, by, 459.\\nImperial ensign high advanced, 224.\\nfancy, his, 457.\\noxlips and the crown, 78.\\ntheme, swelling act of the, 116.\\nTokay, humble Port to, 380.\\nvotaress passed on, 58.\\nImperious Caesar dead, 144.\\nImpious in a good man, 308.\\nmen bear sway, 298.\\nImportance, matters of, 757.\\nImportant day, the great the, 297.\\nImports the nomination, what, 145.\\nImportunate, rashly, 586.\\nImportune, too proud to, 387.\\nImpose 3 an oath, he that, 214.\\nImposition of a mightier hand, 590.\\nImpossibility, metaphysical, 578.\\nImpossible, because it is, 756.\\nfew things, to diligence, 368.\\nfor a man to be cheated, 601.\\nnot, though hard to master, 753.\\nnothing is, 11.\\nshe, that not, 258.\\nthat is not physically, 441.\\nto be soiled, truth is, 253.\\nto please all the world, 797.\\nwhat s, can t be, 454.\\nImpotence of woe, raging, 341.\\nImpotent conclusion, 151.\\nImpregns the clouds, when Jupiter, 233.\\nImprisoned in the viewless winds, 48.\\nwranglers, set free the, 420.\\nImprisonment, penury and, 49.\\nImprobable fiction, condemn it as, 76.\\nImprove each moment, 366.\\neach shining hour, 302.\\nImpulse from a vernal wood, one, 466.\\nImpulse, quench appetite check, 755.\\nslave of circumstance and, 554.\\nImpunity, ravage with, 643.\\nIn God is our trust, 517.\\npace ut sapiens, 425.\\nInaction disciplined, 457.\\nInactivity, masterly, 457.\\nInanimate grieves, if aught, 543.\\nInaudible foot of time, 74.\\nIncapable of a tune, 509.\\nof relishing wit, 389.\\nof stain, 226.\\nIncarnadine, multitudinous seas, 120.\\nIncarnation of fat dividends, 564.\\nIncense, gods themselves throw, 148.\\nof the heart, 362, 538.\\nIncense-breathing morn, 384.\\nIncensed, odours most fragrant when,\\n165.\\nwith indignation, 229.\\nInch, every, a king, 148.\\nevery, that is not fool, 269.\\ngive an, he 11 take an ell, 20.\\nI 11 not budge an, 72.\\nI will not retreat a single, 605.\\nof joy, one, 770.\\nthick, let her paint an, 144.\\nInches, die by, 283.\\nIncidis in Scyllam, 64.\\nInclination gets the better of judgment,\\n698.\\nleads, read as, 371.\\nInclined, to embrace me she, 252.\\nIncome at its heels, 415.\\ntears, her, 204.\\nIncomparable oil Macassar, 555.\\nIncompleteness, goodness flowed around\\nour, 620.\\nInconsequence, fortuitous, 663.\\nInconsistencies of opinions, 533.\\nInconsistent man, 307.\\nInconsolable to the minuet, 441.\\nInconstant moon, 106.\\nIncrease, God gave the, 845.\\nof appetite grew by what it fed on, 128.\\nto her truth, time brings, 378.\\nIncredulity, knowledge lost by, 724.\\nInd, wealth of Ormus and of, 226.\\nIndebted and discharged at once, 231.\\nto his memory, 443.\\nIndemnity for the past, 364.\\nIndependence be our boast, let, 465.\\nlet me share, thy spirit, 392.\\nnow and ferever, 531.\\nIndestructible, love is, 508.\\nstates, union of, 619.\\nIndex, dab at an, 403.\\nof a mind, the marble, 475.\\nthunders in the, 140.\\nIndex-learning, 331.\\nIndia s coral strand, 536.\\nIndian, like the base, 156.\\nlo the poor, 315.\\nsteep, on the, 243.\\nIndictment against a whole people, 408.\\nIndies, wealth of the, 373.\\nIndifference, cold, 301.\\nto the concerns of man, 703.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": 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all seems, 325.\\nInfection, fortress against, 81.\\nInfernal, newspapers are, 441.\\nInfidel as a dog is an infidel, 371.\\nnow, I have you on the hip, 65.\\nworse than an, 847.\\nInfidels adore, Jews kiss and, 325.\\nInfinite day excludes the night, 303.\\ndeal of nothing, speaks an, 60.\\nin faculty, 134.\\njest, fellow of, 144.\\nriches in a little room, 41.\\nthe cause of all things, 759.\\nvariety, nor custom stale her, 157.\\nwrath and despair, 231.\\nInfirm of purpose, 120.\\nInfirmities, bear his friend s, 114.\\nInfirmity of noble mind, 247.\\nInfixed and frozen round, 228.\\nInflexible in faith, 42S.\\nInflict, those who, must suffer, 566.\\nInfluence, bad, 476.\\nof example, salutary, 369.\\nshed their selectest, 238.\\nunawed by, 675.\\nwhose bright eyes rain, 249.\\nInfluences of Pleiades, sweet, 818.\\nservile to the skyey, 48.\\nInformation, know where we can find,\\n372.\\nInfortune, worst kind of, 5.\\nInglorious arts of peace, 263.\\nMilton, some mute, 385.\\nIngloriously, we do, 255.\\nIngratitude, besotted base, 246.\\nof men, 373.\\nthou marble-hearted fiend, 146.\\nunkind as man s, 70.\\nIngredient is a devil, the, 152.\\nIngredients, commends the, 118.\\nIngress into the world, man s, 439.\\nInhabit this bleak world, 521.\\nwhere eyes did once, 96.\\nInhabitants, look not like, 116.\\nInherit, all which it, shall dissolve, 43.\\nInhuman, ev y thin thet s done, 658.\\nInhumanity to man, man s, 446.\\nInimitable his deeds, 36.\\nIniquity, that grey, 85.\\nInjure you, I ne er could, 442.\\nInjured, forgiveness to the, 275.\\nhate whom they have, 714, 747.\\nlover s hell, jealousy, 235.\\nInjurious, beauty though, 242.\\nInjury, adding insult to, 716.\\nInjustice, corrupted with, 94.\\njealousy is, 313.\\nrigorous, is rigorous law, 704.\\nswift erect, 339.\\nto beasts, man s, 742.\\nInk, gall enough in thy, 76.\\nhe hath not drunk, 55.\\nsmall drop of, 558.\\nthat never saw pen and, 77.\\nInky cloak, not alone my, 1 27.\\nInland far we be, though, 558.\\nInmate of the skies, some, 346.\\nInn, die in an, 379.\\nhappiness produced by a good, 372.\\ntake mine ease in mine, 11, 86.\\nto gain the timely, 121.\\nwarmest welcome at an, 379.\\nInn s worst room, 322.\\nInnocence and health, 396.\\nclosing up his eyes, 40.\\nglides in modest, 365.\\nher, a child, 270.\\nmirth and, 554.\\nof love, dallies with the, 75.\\nour fearful, 472.\\nInnocency next thing to confession, 715.\\nInnocent as gay, 308.\\nflower, look like the, 117.\\nlamb, skin of an, 94.\\nminds, 260.\\nnose, coursed down his, 67.\\nof the knowledge, be, 121.\\nshall not be, 829.\\nshames, a thousand, 52.\\nsincere officious, 366.\\nsleep, 119.\\nthough free, 428.\\nwithin is armed without, 329.\\nInnocuous desuetude, 669.\\nInnumerable as the stars, 235.\\nbees, murmuring of, 630.\\ncaravan, join the, 572.\\nInoffensive pace, 237.\\nInordinate cup is unblessed, 152.\\nInsane root, 116.\\nInsanity, power to charm, 603.\\nInsatiate archer, 306.\\nInscription upon my tomb, no, 675.\\nInscriptions, lapidary, 372.\\nInscrutable invisible, 44.\\nInsects of the hour, 410.\\nInsensibility, it argues an, 509.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1017.jp2"}, "1012": {"fulltext": "988\\nINDEX.\\nInseparable, one and, 533.\\nInside, hurt of the, 212.\\nI am quite full, 510.\\nof a church, forgotten the, 86.\\nInsides, carrying three, 464.\\nInsignificancy and an earldom, 352.\\nInsolence and wine, flown with, 224.\\nof office, 135.\\nInsolent foe, taken by the, 150.\\nInspiration, contortions without the, 412.\\nunapprehended, 568.\\nwithout the, 688.\\nInspiring John Barleycorn, 451.\\nInstance of itself, sends some, 142.\\nInstances, wilderness of single, 627.\\nwise saws and modern, 69.\\nInstant, we rose both at an, 88.\\nInstil a wanton sweetness, 357.\\nInstinct, coward on, 85.\\nof the soul, indulging every, 650.\\nwith music, bright gem, 485.\\nInstincts, a few strong, 479.\\nfeelings came to them like, 634.\\nhigh, 478.\\nman plant himself on his, 601.\\nunawares like, 634.\\nInstinctive taste, an, 504.\\nInstruct my sorrows to be proud, 79.\\nInstruction, better the, 63.\\nof youth, examples for the, 411.\\nInstructions, we but teach bloody, 118.\\nInstrument, God s most awful, 482.\\nstringed, 723.\\nsweeter than the sound of an, 177.\\nto know if the moon shine, 214.\\nInstruments, mortal, 111.\\nof darkness tell us truths, 116.\\nto plague us, 149.\\nInsubstantial pageant faded, 43.\\nInsult, look that threatened, 410.\\nto injury, adding, 716.\\nInsults unavenged, 480.\\nInsulting foe, to meet the, 443.\\nInsupportable, the unreasonable, 742.\\nInsurrection, nature of an, 111.\\nIntellect, argument and, 402.\\neye of the, 579.\\nthe march of, 506.\\nIntellectual being, would lose this, 227.\\nlords of ladies, 555.\\npower, the, 465, 480.\\nIntellectualized emotion, 662.\\nIntelligence, controlling, 753.\\nIntelligible forms of ancient poets, 504.\\nIntense, concentred in a life, 544.\\nIntent, on hospitable thoughts, 235.\\nspur to prick the sides of my, 118.\\nto do mischief, 186.\\nworking out a pure, 482.\\nIntents wicked or charitable, 130.\\nIntentions, hell paved with good, 372, 808.\\nIntercourse of daily life, 468.\\nspeed the soft, 333.\\nInterest of man, justice the great, 531.\\nmost concerned in my own, 702.\\nspeaks all sorts of tongues, 794.\\nunborrowed from the eye, 467.\\nInterests, conciliation of, 795.\\nInterested in others, when, 708.\\nInterim is like a phantasma, 111.\\nInterlunar cave, her vacant, 241.\\nIntermission, sans, 68.\\nInterpretations, necessary to interpret,\\nInterpreter hardest to be understood, 441.\\nInterred with their bones, the good is oft,\\nInterval, lucid, 857.\\nIntervals, falling at, 422.\\nIntimates eternity to man, 299.\\nIntolerable deal of sack, 85.\\nin Almighty God, 857.\\nIntrusive, sorrow s held, 594.\\nIntuition, passionate, 481.\\nIntuitions, sanctuary of the, 602.\\nInurned in the sepulchre, 130.\\nweep a people, 592.\\nInvent a shovel, 263.\\nas difficult to appropriate as to, 604.\\nGod, necessary to, 800.\\nyoung men fitter to, 167.\\nInvented history, 801.\\nwork, who first, 509.\\nInvention, art so nearly allied to, 441.\\nbrightest heaven of, 90.\\nis unfruitful, 408.\\nnecessity the mother of, 305.\\nof the enemy, 296.\\nYoung must torture his, 290.\\nInventions, sought out many, 831.\\nInventor, return to plague the, 118.\\nInverted year, ruler of the, 420.\\nInvestigate, ability to, 750.\\nthings, men ought to, 759.\\nInvestigation guided by principles, 767.\\nInveterate foes saluted, 269.\\nInvigorated and reimpressed, 369.\\nInvincible in arms, 428.\\nlocks, shaking her, 254.\\nInviolate sea, compassed by the, 623.\\nInvisible inscrutable, 44.\\nsoap, 584.\\nspirit of wine, 152.\\nInvitation than command, more, 297.\\nInvited me oft, 150.\\nInvites you by his looks, 415.\\nInvoked, though oft, 240.\\nInward and spiritual grace, 850.\\nbruise, parmaceti for, 83.\\neye the bliss of solitude, 475.\\nlight, men of, 214.\\nquality, do draw the, 158.\\nself-disparagement, 480.\\nInwardly digest, 850.\\nIo, a bull to beguile, 32.\\nIona, ruins of, 369.\\nIpsa quidem virtus, 207.\\nIpse dixit, 765.\\nIris, livelier, 625.\\nIris woof, spun out of, 243.\\nIron, armies clad in, 242.\\nbars a cage, 260.\\ndid on the anvil cool, 80.\\nentered into his soul, 851.\\nhard crab-tree and old, 211.\\nis hot, strike while the, 10.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1018.jp2"}, "1013": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n989\\nIron, meddles with cold, 211.\\nnor any tool of, 615.\\nsharpeneth iron, 829.\\nshuts the golden opes, 247.\\nsleet of arrowy shower, 384.\\ntears down Pluto s cheek, 250.\\ntongue of midnight, 59.\\nwhen it is hot, hammer your, 709.\\nwith a rod of, 849.\\nwritten with a pen of, 835.\\nIrons in the fire, two, 196.\\nIron-bound bucket, 537.\\nIrrecoverably dark, 241.\\nIrreligious man, 578.\\nIrrepressible conflict, 595.\\nIs she not passing fair, 44.\\nIsland, bulwark of our, 392.\\ntight little, G75.\\nIslands lift their fronded palms, 619.\\nround many western, 576.\\nIsland- valley of Avilion, 629.\\nIsle, fast-anchored, 418.\\nin Baiae Bay, 565.\\nin the far-off seas, 644.\\nit frights the, 152.\\nof Beauty fare thee well, 581.\\non a lone barren, 666.\\nScio s rocky, 550.\\nthis sceptred, 81.\\nIsles of Greece, the, 557.\\nships that sailed for sunny, 589.\\nthat o erlace the sea, 645.\\nthroned on her hundred, 544.\\nwhen we shall touch the happy, G25.\\nIslington, village less than, 261.\\nIsrael, I arose a mother in, 814.\\nJephthah judge of, 134, 404.\\nof the Lord beloved, when, 493.\\nsweet psalmist of, 815.\\nwas from bondage led, when, 261.\\nIssues good or bad, 476.\\ntouched but to fine, 46.\\nIsthmus, this narrow, 525.\\nIt is this it is this, 527.\\nmight do good, some said, 265.\\nmight have been, 619.\\nmust be so, 298.\\nwere all one, 73.\\nItalia O Italia, 545.\\nItalian priest, 79.\\nItaly a hell for women, 192.\\na paradise for horses, 192.\\nlinking our England to his, 651.\\nmy Italy, 647.\\nsome jay of, 160.\\nVenice the masque of, 544.\\nItch of disputing, 175.\\nItching palm, 114.\\nIteration, thou hast damnable, 83.\\nIthuriel with his spear, 234.\\nIvory, in ebony as if done in, 222.\\nIvy green, rare old plant is the, 652.\\nIvy-branch over the wine, 714.\\nJack, banish plump, 85.\\nlife of poor, 436.\\nloved his friend, 436.\\nRobinson, could say, 853.\\nJack shall pipe and Gill shall dance, 199.\\nspanking, 436.\\nJackdaws, eagles to fight, 735.\\nJacksonian vulgarity, the, 668.\\nJacob s ladder, talk to him of, 597.\\nvoice, the voice is, 813.\\nJade, arrant, on a journey. 401.\\nlet the galled, wince, 138.\\nJail, in a ship is being in a, 370.\\npatron and the, 365.\\nJangled out of tune, 136.\\nJanus, two-headed, 59.\\nJargon of the schools, 287, 414.\\nJaundiced eye, all yellow to the, 325.\\nJavan or Gadire, bound to, 242.\\nJaws of darkness to devour it up, 57.\\nof death, 77, 628, 783.\\nponderous and marble, 131.\\nJe crains Dieu, 391.\\nJe ne vous aime pas, 2S6.\\nJealous in honour, 69.\\none not easily, 156.\\nJealousy, beware my lord of, 153.\\nfull of artless, 142.\\nis cruel as the grave, 832.\\nis injustice, 313.\\nthe injured lover s hell, 235.\\nJean, farewell to my, 671.\\nJacques Rousseau, ask, 417.\\nJeffersonian simplicity, the, 668.\\nJehovah has triumphed, 524.\\nJove or Lord, 334.\\nJehu, like the driving of, 816.\\nJenooary, streams snow-hid in, 660.\\nJephthah judge of Israel, 134, 404.\\nJericho, tarry at, 815.\\nJerusalem, if I forget thee, 824.\\nJeshurun waxed fat, 814.\\nJessamine, pale, 247.\\nJesses were my dear heart-strings, 153.\\nJest and riddle of the world, 317.\\nand youthful jollity, 248.\\nbe laughable, Nestor swear the, 59.\\nbitter is a scornful, 366.\\nfellow of infinite, 144.\\nit would be a good, forever, 84.\\nlife is a, 350.\\nput his whole wit in a, 196.\\nunseen inscrutable, 44.\\nJests at scars that never felt a wound,\\n105.\\nindebted to his memory for, 443.\\nJesting with edge tools, 198.\\nJest s prosperity lies in the ear, 56.\\nJet, pansy freaked with, 248.\\nJew, else I am a, 84.\\nhath not a, eyes, 63.\\nI am an Ebrew, 84.\\nI thank thee, 65.\\nthat Shakespeare drew, 347.\\nJews might kiss, cross which, 325.\\nJewel, consistency thou art a, 854.\\ndiscretion thou art a, 854.\\nexperience be a, 45.\\nhave I caught my heavenly, 34.\\nin an Ethiope s ear, 105.\\nin his head, wears a precious, 67.\\nlies within our breast, this, 362.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1019.jp2"}, "1014": {"fulltext": "990\\nINDEX.\\nJewel of gold in a swine s snout, 826.\\nof the just, 264.\\nof their souls, 153.\\nrich in having such a, 44.\\nJewels five words long, 630.\\nin the carcanet, 102.\\ninto a garret. Nature never put her,\\n170.\\nof the mine, bright, 569.\\nunvalued, 96.\\nJewelled mass of millinery, 631.\\nJewish gaberdine, 61.\\nJingling of the guinea, 626.\\nJingo, by the living, 402.\\nJob, as to a pitiful, 410.\\nJock be aye sticking in a tree, 495.\\nJocund day stands tiptoe, 108.\\nJohn Barleycorn, bold, 451.\\nNaps of Greece, 72.\\nof Gaunt, old, 80.\\nP. Robinson he, 659.\\nprint it, some said, 265.\\nJohnson a classic in his own age, 591.\\nJoin in hand, then, 426.\\nJoined together, God hath, 840.\\nJoiner squirrel or old grub, 104.\\nJoint labourer with the day, 126.\\nof mutton, 90.\\ntime is out of, 133.\\nJoke, college, to cure the dumps, 290.\\ngentle dulness ever loves a, 331.\\ninto a Scotch understanding, 459.\\nmany a, had he, 397.\\nJokes, wooden shoes are standing, 300.\\nJollity for apes, 160.\\nI live in the crowd of, 368.\\njest and youthful, 248.\\ntipsy dance and, 243.\\nJolly miller, there was a, 427.\\nplace in times of old, 472.\\nJoly whistle, wel ywette, 3.\\nJonathan, Saul and, 815.\\nJonson knew the critic s part, 390.\\nrare Ben, 177.\\nJonson s learned sock, 249.\\nJot of heart, nor bate a, 252.\\nJourney, agreeable companion on a, 708.\\narrant jade on a, 401.\\ngood company in a, 207.\\nlike the path to heaven, 244.\\non Sundays, begin a, 293.\\nJourneys end in lovers meeting, 75.\\nJourneymen, nature s, 137.\\nJove alone endued the soul, 340.\\ndaughter of, 382.\\nfor his power to thunder, 103.\\ngave us life, when, 339.\\nlaughs at lovers perjuries, 106, 272.\\nlifts the golden balances, 341.\\nlike a painted, 267.\\nsome christened, 331.\\nthe front of, himself, 140.\\nthe poor are sent by, 343.\\nto those we give is lent to, 343.\\nweighs affairs of earth, 343.\\nyoung Phidias brought his awful, 598.\\nJove s dread clamours, 154.\\nJoy ambition finds, such, 231.\\nJoy and bliss that poets feign, 94.\\nand everlasting love, 280.\\nand love triumphing, 230.\\napprehend some, 59.\\nasks if this be, 398.\\nballad-singer s, 473.\\nbe unconfined, let, 542.\\nbe wi you a 458.\\nbehind, and my, 161\\nbrightens his crest, 239.\\ncease every, 514.\\ncheckered paths of, 362.\\ncomes grief goes, 658.\\ncurrent of domestic, 367.\\nenvy withers at another s, 355.\\neternal and everlasting love, 280.\\nforever dwells, where, 223.\\nforever, thing of beauty is a, 574.\\nhow pure the, 456.\\nis the sweet voice, 502.\\nMarcellus feels more true, 319.\\nmother s pride father s, 492.\\no erflow with, 73.\\nof evils past, 346.\\nof heaven to earth come down, 432.\\nof the whole earth, 820.\\nof the whole table, 122.\\nof youth and health, 444.\\nof youthful sports, 547.\\noil of, for mourning, 834.\\none inch of, 770.\\npain for promised, 446.\\npresent, therein I find, 22.\\nquaff immortality and, 235.\\nremember days of, 769.\\nrenews the life of, 577.\\nriding is a, 646.\\nrises in me, 502.\\nshouted for, 817.\\nsmiles of, the tears of woe, 524.\\nsnatch a fearful, 381.\\nso seldom weaves a chain, 520.\\nsome bringer of that, 59.\\nsunshine and the heartfelt, 319.\\nsweeten present, 588.\\nthe luminous cloud, 502.\\nthe perfectest herald of, 51.\\nthe world can give, not a, 553.\\nturns at the touch of, 389.\\nwe wear a face of, 471.\\nwhich warriors feel, the stern, 491.\\nwho ne er knew, 335.\\nwidow s heart to sing for, 817.\\nwould win, all who, 557.\\nJoys, Africa and golden, 90.\\nall we have our youth our, 26.\\nblest with some new, 276.\\ndeparted not to return, 354.\\nflow from our own selves, 362.\\nof other years, 497.\\nof sense, all the, 319.\\npursues imaginary, 391.\\nremembered, are never past, 496.\\nsociety s chief, 415.\\nsuch present, 22.\\nthat came down shower-like, 503.\\nthat faded like morning dew, 513.\\nthree parts pain, be our, 649.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1020.jp2"}, "1015": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n991\\nJoys, to rob us of our, 406.\\ntoo exquisite to last, 496.\\nwe dote upon, fading are the, 281.\\nwith, age diminish, do your, 651.\\nJoy s delicious springs, 540.\\nJoyful in the day of prosperity, be, 830.\\nlet the poet be, 655.\\nschool days, my, 509.\\nJoyfulness of a man, 837.\\nJoyous prime, 28.\\nthe birds, 238.\\ntime will not be staid, 30.\\nJudas had given them the slip, 284.\\nJudea stretches far, wild, 640.\\nJudee, down in, 659.\\nJudex damnatur, 910.\\nJudge, amongst fools a, 331, 415.\\nan upright learned, 65.\\nin his own cause, 711, 798.\\nneutrality of an impartial, 411.\\nnot by appearance, S43.\\nnot of a man before he dieth, 696.\\nof aU things, 799.\\nof Israel, Jephthah, 134, 404.\\nof the man, mind is the, 715.\\nof truth, sole, 317.\\nsober as a, 363.\\nyou as you are, 47.\\nJudges alike of the facts and laws, 671.\\nall ranged a terrible show, 348.\\nfool with, 415.\\nhungry, soon the sentence sign, 326.\\nJudge s robe, the, 47.\\nJudgment, a Daniel come to, 65.\\nbook, leaves of the, 66Q.\\nday, waiting the, 668.\\ndefend against your, 270.\\nfaculty that forms thy, 750.\\nfalls upon a man, we say, 195.\\nfled to brutish beasts, 113.\\ngreen in, when I was, 157.\\nguide his bounty, gives not till, 102.\\nhe which is the top of, 47.\\nhoodwinked, surrender, 422.\\ninclination gets the better of, 698.\\nman s erring, 323.\\nof any man or thing, right, 578.\\nreserve thy, 130.\\nshallow spirit of, 93.\\nsuspension of, 766.\\nvulgarize the day of, 597.\\nwe still have, here, 118.\\nwhen the, s weak, 672.\\nyoung in limbs old in, 62.\\nJudgments as our watches, 256, 323.\\nmen s, are a parcel of their fortunes,\\n158.\\nJudicious care, with, 447.\\ndrank and daring dined, 332.\\ngrieve, make the, 137.\\nJuggling fiends no more believed, 126.\\nJuice, bee buried in its own, 168.\\ndivine nectareous, 344.\\nnectarean, 577.\\nJulep, this cordial, 246.\\nJulia, lips of, 201.\\nJuliet is the sun, 105.\\nJuliet s hand, white wonder of, 108.\\nJulius fell, ere the mightiest, 126.\\nye towers of, 383.\\nJuly, second day of, 429.\\nwarmth of its, 595.\\nJump the life to come, 118.\\nJune, leafy month of, 499.\\nrose newly sprung in, 451.\\nseek ice in, 539.\\nwhat so rare as a day in, 658.\\nJuno smiles, Jupiter on, 233.\\nJuno s eyes, lids of, 77.\\nunrelenting hate, 274.\\nJupiter a bull to beguile Io, 32.\\nin the shape of Amphitrio, 32.\\non Juno smiles, 233.\\nJuries, trial by, 435.\\nJurisprudence, gladsome light of, 24.\\nJury passing on the prisoner s life,\\n47.\\nJurymen may dine, 326.\\nJust, actions of the, 209.\\nand mightie death, 26.\\nand right, grounded on, 238.\\nare the ways of God, 242.\\nas the twig is bent, 320.\\nbattled for the true the, 632.\\nbe, and fear not, 100.\\nGod forgive, 473.\\nhe was a good man and a, 842.\\nhint a fault, 327.\\njewel of the, 264.\\nknows and knows no more, 414.\\nless than sage, 518.\\nmemory of the, is blessed, 825.\\nmen, spirits of, 848.\\nour cause is, 426.\\npath of the, 825.\\nprosperous to be, 657.\\nremembrance of the, 851.\\nthe gods are, 149.\\nwhatever is is in its causes, 276.\\nJustice a debt put off with ease, 740.\\nas uncompromising as, 605.\\nbe thy plea, 65.\\nconquers evermore, 600.\\ncourse of, 65.\\neven-handed, 118.\\nin fair round belly, 69.\\nlove of, 795.\\nmercy seasons, 65.\\nof my quarrel, 40.\\npoetic, with lifted scale, 330.\\nrails upon yond thief, 148.\\nrevenge a kind of wild, 164.\\nshall be done, 653.\\nthe great interest of man, 531.\\nto all men, equal and exact, 435.\\nto be patient is a branch of, 751.\\ntruth the handmaid of, 460.\\nunwhipped of, 147.\\nvirtue of the soul, 762.\\nwhich the, which the thief, 148.\\nwith mercy I shall temper, 239.\\nJustifiable to men, 242.\\nJustified of her children, 839.\\nJustify the means, the end must, 287.\\nthe ways of God to men, 223.\\nJutty frieze buttress, no, 117.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1021.jp2"}, "1016": {"fulltext": "992\\nINDEX.\\nJuvenal, most bucolical, 494.\\nJuventus mundi, 169.\\nKaterfelto with hair on end, 420.\\nKathleen mavourneen, 673.\\nKeel, and sail on even, 354.\\nshe steadies with upright, 498.\\nKeep clean as fruit, 264.\\nmoving, push on, 457.\\nno bad company, 398.\\nstep to the music of the Union, 588.\\nthe word of promise to our ear, 126.\\nthy shop and thy shop will keep thee,\\n37.\\nwho can, they should, 473.\\nyour powder dry, 588.\\nKeeper, am I my brother s, 812.\\nKen, far as angels 223.\\nKendal green, knaves in, 84.\\nKennin wrang, gang a, 448.\\nKepen wel thy tonge, 5.\\nKept the faith, I have, 848.\\nKettle black, pot calls the, 791.\\nKew, his highness dog at, 334.\\nKey, in a bondman s, 61.\\nShakespeare unlocked his heart with\\nthis, 485.\\nthat opes the palace, 243.\\nKeys, clutch the golden, 633.\\nof all the creeds, 632.\\nPeter s, 331.\\ntwo massy, he bore, 247.\\nKeystane o night s black arch, 451.\\nKibe, galls his, 143.\\nKick against the pricks, 843.\\nin that part more hurts honour, 214.\\nmay kill a sound divine, 416.\\nme down stairs, why did you, 445.\\ntheir owners over, 439.\\nKicks, from crowns to, 559.\\nKicked until they can feel, 213.\\nwaxed fat and, 814.\\nKickshaws, little tiny, 90.\\nKid, lie down with the, 833.\\nKidney, man of my, 46.\\nKill a man as a good book, 254.\\na sound divine, 416.\\nprinces privileged to, 425.\\nthe bloom before its time, 483.\\nthee a hundred and fifty ways, 71.\\ntime, how to, 772.\\ntoo apt before to, 261.\\nKin, little more than, 127.\\nneither kith nor, 404.\\nprohibited degrees of, 215.\\nthe whole world, 102.\\nKind and gentle heart, he had a, 400.\\nas kings upon their coronation day,\\n269.\\nbase in, 413.\\nbe to her virtues very, 287.\\nbest in this, 59.\\ncruel only to be, 141.\\ndeeds with coldness, 466.\\nenjoy her while she s, 274.\\nhearts are more than coronets, 624.\\nkiss before we part, one, 671.\\nlost him half the, 272.\\nKind, makes one wondrous, 387.\\nmore than kin and less than, 127.\\nof alacrity in sinking, 46.\\nof easiness, lend a, 141.\\nof excellent dumb discourse, 43.\\nof good deed to say well, 98.\\nof grace, sweet attractive, 23.\\nof heaven to be deluded by him, 281.\\nof semi-Solomon, 593.\\nof ways, newest, 90.\\nporcelain clay of human, 277.\\nto her virtues, 287.\\nto my remains, 270.\\nwill creep where it may not go, 14.\\nyet was he, 397.\\nKinds, lilies of all, 78.\\nKindest man, the, 64.\\nKindle soft desire, 272.\\nKindled by the master s spell, 455.\\nKindles false fires, 484.\\nwantonness in clothes, 201.\\nKindlier hand the eager heart, C33.\\nKindling her undazzled eyes, 255.\\nKindly, frosty but, 67.\\nfruits of the earth, 850.\\nhad we never loved sae, 452.\\nKindness, greetings where no, is, 468.\\nlaw of, 829.\\nlittle deeds of, 642.\\nmilk of human, 117.\\nnameless acts of, 467.\\nsave in the way of, 463.\\nto his majesty, 563.\\nwho does a, 320.\\nKindnesses, do me some mischief for\\nthese, 731.\\nshe doeth little, 658.\\nKindred points of heaven, 485.\\nKine, beeves and home-bred, 474.\\nKing, balm from an anointed, 81.\\nCambyses vein, 85.\\ncat may look on a, 17.\\ncity of the great, 820.\\nconscience of the, 135.\\ncontrary to the, 94.\\nCophetua loved, 105.\\ncotton is, 854.\\ndrinks to Hamlet, 145.\\nequals the shepherd with the, 792.\\nevery inch a, 148.\\nexpedients with such a, 352.\\nfarewell, 82.\\nfellow with the best, 93.\\nfirst who was, 801.\\nGod bless the, 351.\\nGod save our gracious, 285.\\nGod save the, 285.\\ngreat as a, 436.\\nhere lies our sovereign, 279.\\nhimself, greater than the, 364.\\nhimself has followed her, the, 400.\\nif chance will have me, 116.\\nif I were tedious as a, 52.\\nI 11 call thee Hamlet, 130.\\nis dead long live the king, 860.\\nlong live our noble, 285.\\nlong live the, 417.\\nlustre that surrounds a, 778.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1022.jp2"}, "1017": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n993\\nKing never dropped out of the clouds, 196.\\nnot only hating David but the, 268.\\nof day, powerful, 355.\\nof England cannot enter, 365.\\nof France went up the hill, 686.\\nof good fellows, 93.\\nof shreds and patches, 141.\\nof snow, mockery, 82.\\nof terrors, 817.\\npageantry of a, 688.\\nreigns but does not govern, 810.\\nruin seize thee ruthless, 383.\\nshake hands with a, 563.\\nstate without, or nobles, 588.\\nStephen was a worthy peer, 152, 406.\\nsuch divinity doth hedge a, 142.\\nunder which, Bezonian, 90.\\nwas a for our rightful, 452.\\nwhen George the Third was, 556.\\nwho pretender is and who, 351.\\nwho w 7 ould wish to be thy, 492.\\nworm that hath eat of a, 141.\\nKings and republics, farce of, 777.\\nare like stars, 565.\\ncan cause or cure, 367.\\ncome bow to it, bid, 79.\\ndeath lays his icy hands on, 209.\\ndread and fear of, 64.\\nenthroned in the hearts of, 64.\\nfor such a tomb would die, 251.\\nguilt of Eastern, 258.\\nhe shall stand before, 828.\\ninvest knights and barons, 189.\\nit makes gods, 97.\\nmay be blest, 451.\\nmay love treason, 182.\\nmeaner creatures, 97.\\nof Brentford, two, 417.\\nof modern thought are dumb, 665.\\npride of, the, 314.\\nprinces are the breath of, 447.\\nreigned in green palaces, 221.\\nright divine of, 332.\\nruined sides of, 196.\\nsetter up and puller down of, 95.\\nshowers on her, barbaric pearl, 226.\\nstories of the death of, 82.\\nthis royal throne of, 81.\\nupon their coronation day, 269.\\nwill be tyrants from policy, 410.\\nwould not play at, 421.\\nKing s Bench walks, chambers in, 297.\\ncreation, you may be of the, 282.\\ncrown, not the, 47.\\nEnglish, abusing the, 45.\\nevery subject s duty is the, 92.\\neye, horse made fat by the, 729.\\nname a tower of strength, 97.\\nstamp, t is not the, 282.\\nKingdom for a horse, 98.\\ngood man possesses a, 715.\\ngood mind possesses a, 22.\\nlike to a little, 111.\\nmy large, for a little grave, 82.\\nmy mind to me a, is, 22.\\nKingdom come, twas kin o 659.\\nKingdoms, God has sifted three, 616.\\nKingly crown, likeness of a, 228.\\nKingly line in Europe, the longest, 494.\\nKinship, things that have, 755.\\nKirk, the near to, from God more far,\\n29.\\nKiss but in the cup, leave a, 179.\\ndrew my soul with one long, 623.\\nhad won, many a loving, 584.\\nimmortal with a, 41.\\nlong long, 557.\\nme and be quiet, 350.\\nme sweet-and-twenty, 75.\\nof youth and love, 557.\\none kind, before we part, 671.\\nshe with traitorous, 676.\\nsnatched hasty, 356.\\nthe place to make it well, 535.\\ntill the cow comes home, 197.\\nto every sedge, giving a gentle, 44.\\nwhich Jews might, 325.\\nKisses bring again, my, 49.\\ndear as remembered, 630.\\nfirst invented, 293.\\nfrom a female mouth, 554.\\ntears and smiles, 474.\\nthinking their own, sin, 108.\\nKissed, courtesied when you have, 42.\\nlips that I have, 144.\\nthe ground, 343.\\nKitchen bred, in the, 552.\\nruled the rost in the, 194.\\nKites or crows, wars of, 255.\\nKith nor kin, neither, 404.\\nKitten, I had rather be a, S5.\\nKnave best defence against knave, 730.\\nhe is an arrant, 132.\\nhow absolute the, is, 143.\\nmore, than fool, 41, 787.\\nrascally yea-forsooth, 88.\\nthank God you are rid of a, 52.\\nthat w T ears a title lies, 310.\\nKnaves, flatter, or lose his pension 290.\\nhe called them untaught, 83.\\nin Kendal green, 84.\\nlittle better than false, 53.\\nwhip me such honest, 149.\\nKneaded clod, to become a, 48.\\nKnee, his head on his, 406.\\npregnant hinges of the, 137.\\nKnees, bow stubborn, 139.\\ndown on your, 70.\\nman at arms must serve on his, 25.\\non parent, 438.\\nsaint upon his, 422.\\nKneeling take aim, 597.\\nKnell is rung by fairy hands, 389.\\nof parting day, 384.\\noverpowering, 559.\\nsighed at the sound of a, 416.\\nsound like a rising, 542.\\nthat summons thee to heaven, 119.\\nthe pall the bier, 562.\\nthe shroud the mattock the, 308.\\nKnells call heaven invites, 307.\\nin that word alone, 606.\\nto a world of death, 499.\\nus back, each matin bell, 500.\\ni Knew, all declared how much he, 397.\\nhimself to sing, 246.\\n63", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1023.jp2"}, "1018": {"fulltext": "994\\nINDEX.\\nKnew more, no man spoke less and, 738.\\nthat before you were born, 716.\\nthat one small head could carry all\\nhe, 397.\\nthee but to love thee, 562.\\nwhat s what, 8.\\nKnife, blood will follow the, 312.\\ncarved upon it with a, 90.\\nto thy throat, put a, 828.\\nwar even to the, 541.\\nKnight, a prince can make a belted, 452.\\nparfit gentil, a veray, 1.\\npricking on the plain, 27.\\nKnights, accomplishing the, 92.\\nbarons kings can invest, 189.\\ncarpet, 187.\\nKnight s bones are dust, 502.\\nKnightly counsel, 456.\\nKnitters in the sun, spinsters and, 75.\\nKnives, hands made before, 293.\\nKnock and it shall be opened, 839.\\nas you please, 336, 415.\\nat my ribs, make my heart, 116.\\nit never is at home, 415.\\nthe breast, nothing to, 242.\\nKnocks, apostolic blows and, 210\\nopen locks whoever, 123.\\nKnock-down argument, 277.\\nKnocker, tie up the, 326.\\nKnolled to church, bells have, 68.\\nKnot in a bulrush, 701.\\nof roots, man is a, 601.\\nunloose the Gordian, 91.\\nKnotted and combined locks, 131.\\noak, to bend a, 294.\\nKnow a subject ourselves, 372.\\na trick worth two of that, 84.\\nall words are faint, 437.\\nall ye need to, 576.\\ndoes both act and, 263.\\nenough for man to, 319.\\neverything except myself, 769.\\nhappier than I, 237.\\nher own, so well to, 238.\\nher was to love her, 455.\\nhim no more, shall, 816.\\nhow frail I am, 820.\\nhow little can be known, 319.\\nhow sublime a thing it is, 613.\\nit is not safe to, 217.\\nknowledge is ourselves to, 320.\\nme, not to, 234.\\nme, when it came to, 526.\\nmen who their duties, 438.\\nmine end, make me to, 820.\\nmyself, not if I, 509.\\nnot I ask not, 522.\\nnot for what he was made, 755.\\nnot what, to be we, 276.\\nnot what s resisted, 448.\\nnot what we may be, 142.\\nnothing really, we, 766.\\none s self, difficult to, 757.\\nor dream or fear all we, 562.\\nreason but from what we, 315.\\nthat deformed, I, 52.\\nthat I love thee, 522.\\nthee not, who, 437.\\nKnow their own good, how few, 274.\\ntheir rights, men who, 438.\\nthen thyself, 317.\\nthought so once now I, 350.\\nthyself, 791.\\nthyself and nothing too much, 736.\\nto esteem to love, 502.\\nwe believe what we least, 775.\\nwe loved in vain, 539.\\nwhat we are, 142.\\nwhat were good to do, 60.\\nwhere to find information, 372.\\nwhere er I go, yet I, 477.\\nye the land of cypress and myrtle,\\n549.\\nKnowing dare maintain, 438.\\nthat they know nothing, 702.\\nKnowledge, ample page of, 384.\\nand timber, 638.\\nbe innocent of the, 121.\\nbook of, 230.\\nby suffering entereth, 620.\\ncomes but wisdom lingers, 626.\\ndiffused, immortalizes itself, 457.\\nevergreen tree of, 440.\\nfrom ignorance, 650.\\ngreat step to, 609.\\ngrow from more to more, let, 631.\\nhe that hath, 827.\\nhe that increaseth, 830.\\nincreaseth strength, 828.\\nin excess, desire of, 165.\\nis but sorrow s spy, 207.\\nis of two kinds, 372.\\nis ourselves to know, 320.\\nis power, 168.\\nis proud, 422.\\nis the one only good, 760.\\nis the only fountain, 530.\\nlost by incredulity, 724.\\nmanners must adorn, 353.\\nmore than equivalent to force, 368.\\nmultiplieth words without, 817.\\nnight unto night showeth, 819.\\nnot according to, 844.\\nof divine things, 724.\\nof what is excellent, 727.\\nout-topping, 665.\\nshall be increased, 835.\\nspirit of, 833.\\nsweet food of sweetly uttered, 34.\\nthe fountain of human liberty, 530.\\ntoo high the price for, 313.\\ntrue, leads to love, 465.\\nunder difficulties, 528.\\nwe must snatch half our, 320.\\nKnown, to be forever, 260.\\ntoo late, 105.\\nKnows and knows no more, 414.\\nno man distinctly, 766.\\nnot till he tries, 713.\\nKnuckle-end of England, 459.\\nKosciusko fell, shrieked as, 513.\\nKubla Khan, 500.\\nLaborin man an woman, 658.\\nLaborious at the first ascent, 253.\\ndays, to live, 247.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1024.jp2"}, "1019": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n995\\nLabour and intent study, 253.\\nand sorrow, their strength is, 822.\\nand to wait, learn to, G12.\\nbears a lovely lace, 182.\\ncapital solicits the aid of, 532.\\ncheers the tar s, 555.\\nease and alternate, 355.\\nfor his pains, 378, 784.\\nfor my travail, I have had my, 101.\\ngood week s, 174.\\nhard, difficulty and, 230.\\nin his vocation, 83.\\nis but a sorrowful song, 653.\\nis done, and, 6G7.\\nis independent and proud, 532.\\nis the lot of man, 339.\\nmany still must, for the one, 551.\\nmountain in, 706, 716.\\nof an age in piled stones, 251.\\nof love, 847.\\nwe delight in physics pain, 120.\\nwhat to speak, 168.\\nwhy should life all be, 624.\\nwork under our, grows, 238.\\nyouth of, with age of ease, 396.\\nLabours and peregrinations, 170.\\nmourn, our fruitless, 344.\\nthe line too, 324.\\nto tax our, 413.\\nLabour s bath, sore, 120.\\nLaboured not for myself, 837.\\nnothings, such, 324.\\nLabourer is worthy of his hire, 842.\\nLabourers are few, 839.\\nLabouring incessant, 356.\\nman, sleep of a, 830.\\nLaburnum s dropping gold, 570.\\nLace, hedgehogs dressed in, 635.\\nLacedaemonians and the enemy, 734.\\nLack, I have they, 22.\\nof argument, 91.\\nof kindly warmth, 109.\\nof many a thing, 161.\\nof wit, plentiful, 133.\\nLacked and lost we rack the value, 53.\\nLackest, mind not what thou, 754.\\nLack-lustre eye, looking on it with, 68.\\nLad of mettle a good boy, 84.\\nLadder, Jacob s, 597.\\nof our vices, 616.\\nwho ascended Fame s, 655.\\nyoung ambition s, 111.\\nLadies, a lion among, 58.\\nbe but young and fair, G8.\\nfond of the company of, 376.\\ngood night sweet, 142.\\nintellectual, lords of, 555.\\nmake nets and not cages, 291.\\nover offended, 297.\\nsigh no more, 51, 405.\\nwhose eyes rain influence, 249.\\nLadies love, unfit for, 272.\\nLads and lassies in theii best, 683.\\nLady Disdain are you yet living, 50.\\ndoth protest too much, 138.\\nfaint heart ne er won fair, 789.\\nFortune, railed on, 68.\\ngarmented in light, 567.\\nLady he s dead and gone, 405.\\nhere come the, 107.\\nis in the case, when a, 349.\\nmarried to the Moor, 477.\\nof the Mere, 472.\\nprotests too much, 138.\\nso richly clad, 499.\\nsweet arise, 159.\\nweep no more, 405.\\nwho lent his, to his friend, 559.\\nLady s fan, brain him with his, 84.\\nLadyship, humorous, 79.\\nLady-smocks all silver white, 56.\\nLags the veteran, superfluous, 365.\\nLaid low in my grave, 78.\\non with a trowel, 66.\\nLair, rouse the lion from his, 495.\\nLake, pilot of the Galilean, 247.\\nor moorish fen, 244.\\nsilver, on thy fair bosom, 677.\\nswan on still St. Mary s, 474.\\nwhere drooped the willow, 596.\\nLamb, go to bed with the, 454.\\nGod tempers the wind to the shorn,\\n379.\\none dead, is there, 615.\\nskin of an innocent, 94.\\nthe frolic and the gentle, 486.\\nto the slaughter, as a, 834.\\nUna with her milk-white, 477.\\nwolf dwell with the, 833.\\nLambs, such protection as vultures give\\nto, 442,\\nLambe them lads, 495.\\nLame and impotent conclusion, 151.\\nfeet was I to the, 817.\\nman, living with a, 729.\\nLamely and unfashionable, 95.\\nLament for Madam Blaize, 400.\\nLamp, arguments smelt of the, 728.\\nere Homer s, appeared, 414.\\nholds out to burn, 303.\\nno, so cheering, 522.\\nof experience, 429.\\nthat lighted the traveller, 522.\\nungirt loin and the unlit, 646.\\nunto my feet, 823.\\nLamps, heaven s distant, 615.\\nin a green night, golden, 262.\\nin sepulchral urns, 415.\\nshone o er fair women, 542.\\nLancaster, time-honoured, 80.\\nLand, be of good cheer I see, 763.\\nbeside, no, 78.\\nbowels of the, 97.\\ndarkness of the, 633.\\ndeal damnation round the, 334.\\nfight for such a, 489.\\nflowing with milk, 813.\\nFrench have the empire of the land,\\n577.\\nfrom out of foreign, 261.\\nill fares the, 396.\\ninto the silent, 805.\\nlight that never was on sea or, 475.\\nmadden round the, 326.\\nmy native, good night, 540.\\nmy own my native, 488.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1025.jp2"}, "1020": {"fulltext": "996\\nINDEX.\\nLand, ocean leans against the, 395.\\no er all the pleasant, 561).\\nof bondage, out of the, 493.\\nof brown heath, 489.\\nof Calvin and oat-cakes, 459.\\nof darkness, 816.\\nof drowsyhed it was, 357.\\nof liberty, sweet, 619.\\nof lost gods and godlike men, 541.\\nof palm and southern pine, 628.\\nof palm, of orange blossom, 628.\\nof pure delight, 303.\\nof scholars nurse of arms, 395.\\nof the cypress and myrtle, 549.\\nof the free, 516, 517.\\nof the leal, in the, 458.\\nof the living, 817.\\nof the mountain, 489.\\nof the pilgrims pride, 619.\\nor water, travel by, 293.\\nplenty o er a smiling, 385.\\nrare bird in the, 770.\\nrent with civil feuds, 533.\\nset out to plant a wood, 289.\\nshakes the turrets of the, 636.\\nspeed and post o er, 252.\\nstranger in a strange, 813.\\nsung through every, 302.\\nsunshine to the sunless, 486.\\nthey love their, 5! 3.\\nthis delightful, 233.\\nto fight for such a, 489.\\nviolet of his native, 632.\\nwhat heaven hath done for this, 540.\\nwhere my fathers died, 619.\\nwhere sorrow is unknown, 417.\\nwhere the lemon-trees bloom, 803.\\nLands forlorn, in faery, 575.\\nless happier, 81.\\nlord of himself though not of, 174.\\nroamed o er many, 582.\\nLanding on some silent shore, 295.\\nLandlady and Tain, 451.\\ngrew gracious, the, 451.\\nLandlord s laugh, the, 451.\\nLandmark, ancient, 828.\\nLand-rats and water-rats, 61.\\nLand-thieves and water-thieves, 61.\\nLandscape, darkened, 227.\\nlove is like a, 181.\\ntire the view, 358.\\nLandsmen, list ye, all, 672.\\nLane of beams athwart the sea, 625.\\nstraight down the crooked, 584.\\nLanguage, Chatham s, 419.\\nis plain, my, 669.\\nnature speaks a various, 572.\\nnature s end of, 310.\\nno, but a cry, 632.\\nO that those lips had, 423.\\nof the nation, don t confound the,\\n462.\\nquaint and olden, 613.\\nunder the tropic is our, spoke, 220.\\nLanguages, have been at, a feast of, 56.\\nespecially the dead, ooG.\\nLanguor smile, make, 328.\\nLank and brown, thou art, 498.\\nLap, drop into thy mother s, 239.\\nin my mother s, 240.\\nit in Elysium, 244.\\nlow in glory s, they lie, 496.\\nme in delight, 564.\\nme in soft Lydian airs, 249.\\nof earth, his head upon the, 386.\\nof legends old, asleep in, 575.\\nof May, chills the, 394.\\nof Thetis, sun in the, 213.\\nthe lot is cast, into the, 827.\\nLapidary inscriptions, 372.\\nLapland night, lovely as a, 475.\\nLapse of murmuring streams, 237.\\nLapsing waves on quiet shores, 619.\\nLarch has hung his tassels, 571.\\nLards the lean earth as he walks, 84.\\nLarge elements in order brought, 634.\\nso rudely and so, 2.\\nwas his bounty, 386.\\nLarge-brained woman, 621.\\nLarge-hearted man, 621.\\nLark at heaven s gate sings, 159.\\nno, more blithe than he, 427.\\nrise with the, 33, 454.\\nLarks, to catch, 771.\\nwhen the skie faith, catch, 11.\\nLascivious pleasing of a lute, 95.\\nLash the rascals naked, 155.\\nthe sounding shore, 324.\\nLashes, teary round the, 659.\\nLass, drink to the, 442.\\nis good and a glass is good, 673.\\npenniless, wi a lang pedigree, 458.\\nLasses, then she made the, 446.\\nLast, after, returns the First, 650.\\nalthough the, not least, 146.\\nat his cross, 676.\\nbest gift, heaven s, 235.\\nbrightening to the, 396.\\ncomes at the, 82.\\ndrop in the well, 553.\\neach day a critic on the, 325.\\nembrace, take your, 109.\\neyes look your, 109.\\nfirst and the, 849.\\nin fight first in banquets, 337.\\nin the train of night, 235.\\nis best, he that comes, 185.\\nlegs, on his, 172.\\nlink is broken, 682.\\nlong sleep, 438.\\nlove thyself, 100.\\nnot least in love, 113.\\nof all the Romans fare thee well, 115.\\nof earth, this is the, 459.\\nout a night in Russia, 47.\\npleased to the, 315.\\nreader reads no more, 636.\\nrose of summer, 521.\\nscene of all, 69.\\nsex to the, 273.\\nstill loveliest, 545.\\nsyllable of recorded time, 125.\\ntaste of sweets is sweetest, 81.\\nthe daintiest, 80.\\nt is his at, who says it best, 660.\\nto lay the old aside, 324.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1026.jp2"}, "1021": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n997\\nLast words Narcissa spoke, 321.\\nwords of Marniiou, 490.\\nLasting rest, to their, 80.\\nsweet not, 129.\\nLate, better, than never, 13, 284, 713.\\nchoosing and beginning, 238.\\ninto the night, so, 553.\\nknown too, 105.\\nnothing must be done too, 720.\\ntoo, I stayed, 464.\\ntoo, who goes too fast, 712.\\nLated traveller, now spurs the, 121.\\nLately bathed, having, 86.\\nLater star of dawn, 485.\\ntimes are more aged, 169.\\nLatin and Greek, speaks, 210.\\nnames, all their botany, 599.\\nor in Greek, must come in, 220.\\nsmall, and less Greek, 179.\\nsoft bastard, 554.\\nwas no more difficile, 210.\\nLatter end of a fray, 19, 87.\\nformer times shake hands with, 212.\\nLaud than gilt o erdusted, 102.\\nL audace encore de l audace, 28.\\nLauded in song, many once, 754.\\nLaudem virtutis, 3.\\nLaugh a siege to scorn, 125.\\nan atheist s, 448.\\nand be fat, 670.\\nat any mortal thing, 558.\\nfor hope I, 655.\\nin bed we, 794.\\nmake the unskilful, 137.\\nnot granted man to, 718.\\nof the vacant mind, 396.\\nproper to the man to, 770.\\nsans intermission, 68.\\nthat I may not weep, 558.\\nthat win, they, 155.\\nthe children, 637.\\nthee to scorn, 837.\\nto make the weeper, 163.\\nto scorn, 71.\\nwas ready chorus, the landlord s, 451.\\nwhere we must, 315.\\nwho but must, 327.\\nworld s dread, 356.\\nLaughable, swear the jest be, 59.\\nLaughed and danced, 676.\\nconsumedly, 395.\\nfull well they, 397.\\nhis word to scorn, 415.\\nLaugher weep, to make the, 163.\\nLaughing devil in his sneer, 551.\\nquaffing and unthinking, 272.\\nsoil, paint the, 535.\\nwild amid severest woe, 381.\\nyou hear that boy, 637.\\nLaughing-stock, yourself a, 790.\\nLaughs at lovers perjury, 106, 272.\\nfair, the morn, 383.\\nlouder than the giant, 637.\\nwith a harvest, earth, 597.\\nLaughter for a month, 84.\\nfor all time, 620.\\nholding both his sides, 248.\\nmirth and, 557.\\nLaughter of a fool, 830.\\nshakes the skies, 337.\\nLaunched a thousand ships, 41.\\nLaura lay, grave where, 26.\\nLaurel and myrtle, groves are of, 803.\\nbough, Apollo s, 41.\\nLavinia, she is, 104.\\nLaw and the prophets, 839.\\nand to the testimony, 833.\\nas adversaries do in, 72.\\nbut is this, 143.\\nCantilena of the, 527.\\ncrowner s quest, 143.\\neleven points in the, 296.\\nends where tyranny begins, 364.\\nfulfilling of the, 845.\\ngood opinion of the, 440.\\nhigher than the constitution, 595.\\nignorance of the, 195.\\nin calmness made, keeps the, 476.\\nis a sort of hocus-pocus, 350.\\nis good, the, 847.\\nis nothing else but reason, 24.\\nis open, the, 843.\\nis perfection of reason, 24.\\nit has honoured us, the, 532.\\nlast result of human wisdom, 375.\\nlaw hath not been dead, the, 48.\\nlawless science of our, 627.\\nmeasure for, 194.\\nmurder by the, 311.\\nnature s kindly, 318.\\n.necessity has no 773.\\nnot to be heard in war, 725.\\nnothing is, that is not reason, 278.\\nof beauty and utility, 644.\\nof kindness, 829.\\nof life, progress is the, 643.\\nof the Medes and Persians, 835.\\noffends no, 36.\\nold father antic the, 82.\\none element one God one, 634.\\none principle of Being and one, 754.\\npossession the strongest tenure of the,\\n692.\\npreserves the earth a sphere, 456.\\nreason is the life of the, 24.\\nrich men rule the, 395.\\nrigorous, is rigorous injustice, 704.\\nseat of, is the bosom of God, 31.\\nseven hours to, 438.\\nsovereign, sits empress, 438.\\nthe, is good, 847.\\nthe ultimate angels 650.\\nthese nice sharp quillets of the, 93.\\nthought of the people shall be, 283.\\ntruly kept the, 255.\\nunchanging, of God, 639.\\nwe have a measure for, 194.\\nwedded love mysterious, 234.\\nwhat plea so tainted in, 63.\\nwhich moulds a tear, 456.\\nwho to himself is, 36.\\nwindy side of the, 76.\\nworld s, is not thy friend, 108.\\nwritten and unwritten, 760.\\nLaws and learning, 680.\\nare with up, the, 506.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1027.jp2"}, "1022": {"fulltext": "998\\nINDEX.\\nLaws, better none than too many, 779.\\nbreathing household, 472.\\ncurse on all, 333.\\nfacts and the, judges of the, 671.\\nfor the blood, 61.\\ngives his little senate, 327, 336.\\ngrind the poor, 395.\\nimpartial, 313.\\nlike cobwebs, 757.\\nlove knoweth no, 32.\\nmay give us new, 200.\\nnature s, lay hid in night, 330.\\nnew lords give us new, 200.\\nof a nation, 281.\\nof behaviour, the, 602.\\nof conscience, 774.\\nof nature, 434.\\nof servitude began, 275.\\nor kings can cause or cure, 367.\\nrepeal of bad, 664.\\ntrue friendship s, 346.\\nLaw s delay, the, 135.\\ngrave study, 24.\\nLawful for me to do what I will with\\nmine own, 840.\\nLawn, rivulets hurrying through the, 630.\\nsaint in, 320.\\nsprinkled the dewy, 338.\\nsun upon the upland, 386.\\nwith rosy lustre, 342.\\nLawns, happy fair with orchard, 629.\\nLawyer, the skull of a, 143.\\nwithout literature a mechanic, 493.\\nLawyers are met, the, 348.\\nCantilena of, 527.\\nwrangling, 186.\\nLawrie, but all sang Annie, 666.\\nLax in their gaiters, 510.\\nLay, go forth my simple, 437.\\nher in the earth, 144.\\nhis weary bones among ye, 100.\\nlike a warrior, 563.\\nLlewellyn s, 383.\\nme down to sleep, now I, 687.\\nno wagers, 398.\\nnot that nattering unction, 141.\\non Macduff, 126.\\non that day, as she, 453.\\nyour golden cushion down, 677.\\nLays, delight by heavenly, 477.\\nLe veritable Amphitryon, 277.\\nLea, standing on this pleasant, 476.\\nthe sun has left the, 494.\\nwinds slowly o er the, 384.\\nLead me whither thou wilt, 745.\\nLeadeth me beside the still waters, 819.\\nLeading, men of light and, 410.\\nLeads to bewilder, 428.\\nLeaf, all do fade as a, 835.\\nalso shall not wither, 819.\\nfalls with the, 184.\\nimpearls on every, and flower, 235.\\nis lost, not a beam or, 544.\\nis on the tree, the, 611.\\nmy days are in the yellow, 555.\\nof pity writ, 109.\\nperished in the green, 633.\\nright as an aspen, 5.\\nLeaf, sere the yellow, 124.\\nshall not wither, his, 818.\\nturn over a new, 174, 182.\\nupon the stream, vain as the, 491.\\nwas darkish and had prickles, 245.\\nLeafless desert of the mind, 549.\\nLeafy month of June, 499.\\nLeal, in the land o the, 458.\\nLean and hungry look, 111.\\nand low ability, 77.\\nand slippered pantaloon, 69.\\nbooks, lard their, 185.\\nearth, lards the, 84.\\nfellow beats all conquerors, 181.\\nLeaned to virtue s side, 396.\\nLean-faced villain, hungry, 50.\\nLeap into the dark, 770.\\ninto this angry flood, 110.\\nlook before you, 9, 214.\\nto pluck bright honour, 84.\\nLeaps the live thunder, 544.\\nLeapt to life a god, 564.\\nLearn and inwardly digest, 850.\\ncraft so long to, 6.\\ngladly would he, 2.\\nlate than never, better, 713.\\nlive and, 790.\\nnot so old but she may, 64.\\nof the little nautilus, 318.\\nto labour and to wait, 612.\\nto read slow, 265.\\nwhat is necessary for boys to, 760.\\nLearned and all drunk, 420.\\nand authentic fellows, 73.\\nand conned by rote, 115.\\nand fair and good as she, 179.\\nand wise, Babylon, 483.\\nChaucer, 179.\\ndoctors spite, 564.\\ndust, much, 419.\\nlength, words of, 397.\\nlumber in his head, 325.\\nreflect on what they knew, 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7.\\nthough last not. 113.\\nLeather, feet through faithless. 311.\\nor prunello, 319.\\nSpanish or neat s, 213.\\ntrod upon neat s, 110.\\nLeave all meaner things, 314.\\nher to heaven. 132.\\nmy character behind me. 442.\\nno stone unturned. 909.\\nnot a rack behind, 43.\\noften took. 288.\\nthee, must I thus. 230.\\nto speak, losers must have, 297.\\nwhat with his toil he won. 207.\\nLeaven, a little, leaveneth, 846.\\nearth s bitter. 473.\\nLeaves and roses, month of, 653.\\ndo cover with. 181.\\ndo fall, falls as the. 184.\\ndo hang, when yellow, 102.\\nending on the rustling. 250.\\nfrom the book of life, 617.\\ngetteth short of, 585.\\nhave their time to fall, 570.\\nlow stir of, 619.\\nno man has aught of what he, 145.\\nof destiny, in shady. 258.\\nof hopes, puts forth the tender, 99.\\nof memory, the. 615.\\nof the judgment book, G06.\\non trees, like. 338.\\nshatter your. 240.\\nspread his sweet, to the air, 104.\\nthick as autumnal. 224, 337.\\nwords are like. 323\\nLeaving no tract behind, 109.\\nnothing in his life became him like the.\\nit. 117.\\nLebanon, like a cedar in. 822.\\nLed by my hand, 332.\\nLeda, a swan to enjoy. 32.\\nLeer, assent with civil. 327.\\nLees, the mere, is left, 1-0.\\nLeft a name behind them. 837.\\nan aching void. 422.\\nblooming alone. 521.\\nfree the human will. 334.\\nhand know, let not thy. S3?.\\nto be finished by such as she, 78.\\nundone those things, 8-50.\\nwhat we. we lost\\nLeg. can honour set to a. B7.\\nevery goose can stand on one, 738.\\nLegs, biggest rascal on two, 748.\\nin rhyme, making. 387.\\nmarch wide betwixt the, 87.\\nof time, break the. 035,\\non his last. 172.\\nthree Frenchmen on one pair of Eng-\\nlish, 91.\\nLegs, walk under his huge, 110.\\nLegacy, no, so rich as honesty, 73.\\nLegend, the city s ancient, G2G.\\nLegends old, lap of, 575.\\nLegion, my name is, 841.\\nLeisure. G-od forbid I should be at.\\n731.\\nnever less at. 75.\\nrepent at, 295.\\nretired, 249.\\nto contrive, 407.\\nto die, so much, 73-5.\\nwooed in haste to wed at. 72.\\nLeke, mouses wit not worth a, 4.\\nLemon, in the squeezing of a. 401.\\nLemonade, black eyes and. 510.\\nLemon-trees bloom, where the. 80S.\\nLend a hand, 681.\\nlend your wings, 33-5.\\nme your ears, 113.\\nor to spend or to give, 279.\\nyou something out of my lean and\\nlow ability, 77.\\nLender, borrower is servant to the, 828\\nnor borrower be.\\nLendeth unto the Lord. 827.\\nLength, drasrs its slow. 324.\\nfolly s at full, 312.\\nwords of learned.\\nLengthened sage advices, 451.\\nLengthening chain, 394.\\nshadows, the, 268.\\nLeopard change his spots. 535.\\nlie down with the kid, 833.\\nLess alone, I was never, 431.\\nalone than when alone, never, 455.\\nbeautifully. 287.\\nhappier lands, 81.\\nof earth in them than heaven, 491.\\nof harmes two. the, 5.\\nof two evils. 7.\\nrather than be, 226.\\nthan a span, 170.\\nthan archangel ruined, 225.\\nthan kind, more than kin. 127.\\nLessened by another s anguish. 104.\\nLesson, Caution s, scorning, 447.\\nstill harder. 425.\\nthis, seems to carry. 417.\\ntime has taught us a. 723.\\nto the head, heart give a, 422.\\nLessons, time teaches many, 695.\\nLet dearly or let alone. _\\ndown the curtain. 770.\\nfor life or years. 204.\\nhead to be. unfurnished, 210.\\nher down the wind, 153.\\nhim go abroad. 372.\\nhim go to the devil, don t. 372.\\nhim now speak. 850.\\nhim that thinketh. 545.\\nin the foe. 242.\\nit be let it pass. 808.\\nknowledge grow, 631.\\nme hide mvself in thee. 432.\\nNewton be, God said, 33a\\nno guilty man escape, 664.\\nno such man be trusted, 66.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1029.jp2"}, "1024": {"fulltext": "1000\\nINDEX.\\nLet not the heavens hear, 97.\\nnot your heart be troubled, 843.\\nothers hail the rising sun, 387.\\nthe end try the man, 89.\\nthe toast pass, 442.\\nthe world slide, 9, 72, 198.\\nthere be light, 812.\\nthere be no strife, 812.\\nthose love now, 306.\\nthy words be few, 830.\\nus all to meditation, 94.\\nus be merry, 199.\\nus call thee devil, 152.\\nus consider the reason, 278.\\nus do or die, 183, 450.\\nus eat and drink, 833.\\nus have peace, G64.\\nus sit upon the ground, 82.\\nus talk of graves of worms, 82.\\nus worship God he says, 447.\\nwho will be clever, 664.\\nyour loins be girded, 842.\\nLets in new light through chinks, 221.\\nme, I 11 make a ghost of him that,\\n131.\\nLethe wharf, fat weed on, 131.\\nLetter, preferment goes by, 149.\\nthe, killeth, 846.\\nLetters Cadmus gave, the, 558.\\nheaven first taught, 333.\\nman of, 591.\\nman of the world among men of, 591.\\nrepublic of, 364.\\nLetting I dare not, 118.\\nLevel at, his eye doth, 161.\\nso sways she, 75.\\nLevellers wish to level down, 370.\\nLever han at his beddes hed, 1.\\nof all things, mind is the, 530.\\nLeviathan, canst thou draw out, 818.\\nLevy, malice domestic foreign, 121.\\nLewd fellows of the baser sort, 843.\\nLexicography, lost in, 368.\\nLexicon of youth, in the, 608.\\nLexington and Bunker Hill, there is,\\n532.\\nLiar, doubt truth to be a, 133.\\nof the first magnitude, 294.\\nLiars, all men are, 823.\\nought to have good memories, 264,\\n721, 774.\\nLibanus, like a cedar in, 822.\\nLiberal education, men of, 284.\\nof good natural parts and of a, 786.\\nsoul shall be made fat, 826.\\nto love her was a, 297.\\nLibertas et natale solum, 290.\\nLiberties, people never give up, 411.\\nLibertine, puffed and reckless, 129.\\nthe air a chartered, 91.\\nLiberty and glory of his country, 529.\\nand union now and forever, 533.\\nangels alone enjoy such, 260.\\ncradle of American, 534.\\ncrimes in the name of, 804.\\ncrust of bread and, 328.\\nenjoy delight with, 30.\\nessential, 359.\\nLiberty, eternal vigilance is the price of,\\n849.\\nexists in wholesome restraint, 531.\\nfountain of human, 530.\\nGod gave us at the same time, 434.\\nhour of virtuous, 298.\\nI must have withal, 68.\\nis in every blow, 450.\\nmoimtain nymph sweet, 248.\\nmy spirit felt thee, 501.\\none of the most valuable blessings, 792.\\nor death, give me, 430.\\nprice of, 855.\\nprinciples of human, 530.\\nspirit of, 408.\\nsweet land of, 619.\\nto that only which is good, 670.\\ntree of, 804.\\nwhen they cry, 252.\\nLiberty s tree, garden of, 516.\\nunclouded blaze, 564.\\nwar, first touch of, 525.\\nLibrary, books from mine own, 42.\\ncirculating, 440.\\nturn over half a, 372.\\nwas dukedom large enough, 42.\\nLibyan fable, in a, 696.\\nLicense they mean, 252.\\nLick absurd pomp, 137.\\nthe dust, enemies shall, 821.\\nLicks the dust, pride that, 328.\\nthe hand just raised, 315.\\nLid, hang upon his penthouse, 116.\\nLids, drops his blue-fringed, 501.\\nof Juno s eyes, 77.\\nLie, children and fools cannot, 15.\\ndirect, the, 72.\\ngive the world the, 25.\\nlightly, gentle earth, 197.\\nmost civil sort of, 567.\\nmuch makes life itself a, 554.\\nnever lives to be old, 697.\\nnever tell a, 757.\\nnothing can need a, 205.\\nspit in my face if I tell a, 84.\\nstill and slumber, 302.\\nten nights awake, 51.\\nto credit his own, 42.\\nunder a mistake, you, 292, 567.\\nwas dead and damned, the, 645.\\nwas thy dream a shadowy, 654.\\nwhat is a, after all, 560.\\nwhich is all a, 628.\\nwhich is half a truth, 628.\\nwith circumstance, 72.\\nwith me, who loves to, 67.\\nLies, devil author of, 193.\\ndown to pleasant dreams, 572.\\nin his bed, 79.\\nlike a hedgehog, 584.\\nlike truth, fiend that, 125.\\nsome books are, 446.\\nto hide it makes it two, 301.\\nwhat is gained by telling, 761.\\nLief not be as live to be, 110.\\nLiege of all loiterers, 55.\\nLife a galling load, 448.\\na little gleam of time, 580.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1030.jp2"}, "1025": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1001\\nLife above, there is a, 497.\\nall labour be, why should, 624.\\nall other passious iiy, with, 508.\\nand death, no difference between, 757=\\nand liberty, God gave us, 434.\\nand light, form of, 549^\\nanything for a quiet, 852.\\nas I have seen it in his, 129.\\nas though to breathe were, 625.\\nat a pin s fee, do not set my, 131.\\nbane and antidote, death and, 299.\\nbe that which men call death, 099.\\nbeyond life, 254.\\nblandishments of, 671.\\nblessed one s, with true believing, 641.\\nbook of human, 617.\\nbread is the staff of, 283, 291.\\nbrought dead bodies into, 604.\\ncalamity of so long, 135.\\ncan charm no more, till, 390.\\ncan little more supply, 314.\\ncannot tell what other men think of\\nthis, 110.\\ncareless of the single, 632.\\ncare s an enemy to, 74.\\ncharacters from high, 320.\\ncharmed, I bear, 126.\\ncommon walk of virtuous, 307.\\ncondemned to part with, 398.\\nconfined to the space of a day, 736.\\ncreeping where no, is seen, 652.\\ncrowded hour of glorious, 493.\\ncrown of, receive the, 848.\\ndaily beauty in his, 156.\\ndear to me as light and, 450.\\ndeath and, bane and antidote, 299.\\ndeath in the midst of, 851.\\ndeath of each day s, 120.\\ndeath what men call, 766.\\ndeeds which make up, 644.\\ndignity in every act of, 752.\\ndistasteful, have you found your, 651.\\ndoes smack sweet, my, 651.\\ndost thou love, 360.\\ndreary intercourse of daily, 468.\\nearliest shock in one s, 609.\\nelysian, suburb of the, 615.\\nevery lovely organ of her, 53.\\neverything advantageous to, 43.\\nexempt from public haunt, 67.\\nfatigued with, 513.\\nfed by the bounty of earth, 597.\\nflows gently on, 749.\\nfriend to my, 326.\\nfrom death to, 40.\\nfrom high, 320.\\nfrom the dregs of, 276.\\nfury slits the thin-spun, 247.\\ngive for his, all he hath, 816.\\nGod who gave us, 434.\\ngood man s, best portion of, 467.\\nhand in hand through, 362.\\nharp of, love took up the, 625.\\nhas passed but roughly, 423.\\nhath quicksands and snares, 614.\\nhe passes from, 561.\\nhis, I m sure was in the right, 260.\\nhour of glorious, 493.\\nLife, how good is man s, 647.\\nhow pleasant is thy morning, 447.\\nI love a ballad in print o 78.\\nidea of her, shall sweetly creep, 53.\\nin every limb, feels its, 466.\\nin short measures, 180.\\nin so long tendance spend, 30.\\nin that state of, 850.\\nin the midst of, 851.\\nintense, concentrated in a, 544.\\ninto each, some rain, 613.\\nis a battle, 750.\\nis a bubble, whose, 201.\\nis a jest and all things show it, 350.\\nis a short summer, 366.\\nis all a cheat, 276.\\nis at the greatest when all is done, 266.\\nis but a means unto an end, 654.\\nis but a span, our, 687.\\nis but a walking shadow, 125.\\nis but an empty dream, 612.\\nis in decrease, 309.\\nis in the right, whose, 318.\\nis like a winter s day, 263.\\nis like the summer rose, 677.\\nis love, all that, 497.\\nis made of the stuff, 360.\\nis of a mingled yarn, 74.\\nis one demd horrid grind, 652.\\nis real life is earnest, 612.\\nis rounded with a sleep, 43.\\nis short and the art long, 700.\\nis sweet, 661.\\nis this, really death, 766.\\nis thorny and youth is vain, 500.\\nis what our thoughts make it, 751.\\nitself a lie, much makes, 554.\\nlay down his, for his friends, 843.\\nleaves from the book of, 617.\\nlet us cherish, 805.\\nlies before us in daily, 237.\\nlike a dome, 565.\\nlike a thing of, 550.\\nlike following, 320.\\nlittle needed to make a happy, 754.\\nloathed worldly, 49.\\nlove of, increased with years, 432.\\nluxuries of, 637.\\nman s, lies within this present, 750.\\nmany-coloured, 366.\\nmap of busy, 420.\\nmarble softened into, 329.\\nmay you live all the days of your, 293,\\nmeasure of a man s, 736.\\nmeasured by deeds not years, 443.\\nmoving-delicate and full of, 53.\\nmy joy my, 784.\\nmy way of, 124.\\nnobody loves, like an old man, 697.\\nnor love thy, nor hate, 240.\\nnot a thing of consequence, 753.\\nnot bought with gold, 339.\\nnot numbered by years, 784.\\nnothing half so sweet in, 521.\\nnothing in his, became him, 117.\\nO death in, 630.\\nof a man a poem of its sort, 578.\\nof a man f aithf ully recorded, 578.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1031.jp2"}, "1026": {"fulltext": "1002\\nINDEX.\\nLife of care, weep away the, 566.\\nof danger and hardship, 537.\\nof joy, renews the, 577.\\nof man brutish and short, 200.\\nof man but a point of time, 729.\\nof man less than a span, 170.\\nof mortal breath, 615.\\nof poor Jack, watch for the, 436.\\nof the building, stole thence the, 120.\\nof the husbandman, 597.\\nof the law, reason is the, 24.\\non any chance, set my, 121.\\non the ocean wave, 679.\\nnot the whole of, to live, 496.\\noutlive his, half a year, 138.\\npassing on the prisoner s, 47.\\nperfected by death, 620.\\npiercing the depths of, 542.\\npresiding angel o er his, 455.\\nprotracted is protracted woe, 365.\\npulse of, stood still, 306.\\npursue, not for nothing that we, 276.\\nquestioned me the story of my, 150.\\nrainbow to the storms of, 550.\\nsacred burden is this, 641.\\nseasoned, of man, 254.\\nseemed formed of sunny years, 679.\\nseemed one pure delight, 587.\\nsequestered vale of, 385, 425.\\nset gray, 625.\\nset upon a cast, 98.\\nshe was his, 553.\\nshort art is long, 803.\\nshort therefore is man s, 750.\\nso dear or peace so sweet, 430.\\nso his, has flowed, 577.\\nso softly death succeeded, 270.\\nspent worthily, 443.\\nspirit giveth, 846.\\nstaff of my, 786.\\nstruggling for, 370.\\nsunset of the, 514.\\nsweat under a weary, 136.\\nsweet civilities of, 273.\\nsweetener of, 354.\\ntake no thought for your, 838.\\ntaste lifts him into, 421.\\ntedious as a twice-told tale, 79.\\nthat dares send a challenge, 258.\\nthat, is long, 309.\\nthat lies before us, 651.\\nthat man liveth, 749.\\nthe race is a, 608.\\nthis house to be let for, 204.\\nthou art a galling load, 448.\\nthread of, wove with pain, 343.\\nt is all a cheat, 276.\\nto come, expatiates in a, 315.\\nto come, we Id jump the, 118.\\nto lead a tranquil, 752.\\nto live not the whole of, 496.\\ntook a man s, with him, 579.\\ntree of, the middle tree, 232.\\ntrifles make, 311.\\nunbought grace of, 410.\\nunspotted, is old age, 836.\\nuseful, progressive virtue, 355.\\nvanities of, forego, 492.\\nLife, variety s the spice of, 419.\\nvictorious o er all the ills of, 451.\\nvital warmth that feeds my, 280.\\nvoyage of their, 115.\\nwas beauty, dreamed that, 654.\\nwas duty, found that, 654.\\nwas gentle, 115.\\nwas in the right, I am sure, 260.\\nwaste not the remnant of thy, 750.\\nwave of, kept heaving, 583.\\nweb of our, is of mingled yarn, 74.\\nwere in t, stir as, 125.\\nwe ve been long together, 433.\\nwheels of weary, 276.\\nwhen Jove gave us, 339.\\nwhich others pay, 339.\\nwhile there s, there \\\\s hope, 349, 705.\\nwine of, is drawn, 120.\\nyou take my, 65.\\nyour arms enfold, so dear a, 629.\\nLife s battle, who in, 805.\\nblessings, two greatest of, 713.\\nbusiness being the terrible choice, 651.\\ncommon way, 472.\\ndark road through, 564.\\ndull round, travelled, 379.\\nenchanted cup, 542.\\nfading space, 262.\\nfeast, chief nourisher in, 120.\\nfitful fever, 121.\\ngreat end which answers, 309.\\nmeans, ravin up thine own, 120.\\nmorning march, 515.\\npoor play is o er, 318.\\nrough sea, 37.\\nsmall things, 661.\\nstar, our, 477.\\ntale makes up, 502.\\ntremulous ocean, 528.\\nuncertain voyage, 109.\\nvast ocean we sail on, 317.\\nworst ills, ill cure for, 594.\\nyoung day, love of, 580.\\nLife-blood of a master-spirit, 254.\\nof our enterprise, 86.\\nLife-inclining stars, 38.\\nLift her with care, 586.\\nit bear it solemnly, 641.\\nit up fatherly, I cannot, 657.\\nslight gives the greatest, 172.\\nLifts him into life, 421.\\nLight, a foot so, 107.\\nand calm thoughts, 502.\\nand choice of Attic taste, 252.\\nand leading, men of, 410.\\nand life, dear to me as, 450.\\nas air, trifles, 154.\\nas if they feared the, 256.\\nblasted with excess of, 382.\\nburning and a shining, 843.\\nby her own radiant, 244.\\nchildren of, 842.\\ncommon as, is love, 566.\\ndarkness from, 650.\\ndarkness visible, no, 223.\\ndear as the, 383.\\ndies before thy uncreating word, 332.\\ndim religious, 250.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1032.jp2"}, "1027": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1003\\nLight, dry, 722.\\nfantastic toe, 248.\\nfeasting presence full of, 109.\\nfor after times, 507.\\nform of life and, 549.\\nfrom grave to, 273, 799.\\nfrom heaven, 447, 549.\\ngains make heavy purses, 37.\\ngleaming tapers, 399.\\nglides in, 577.\\nhail holy, 230.\\nhalls of dazzling, 678.\\nhate the day it lendeth, 30.\\nhave neither heat nor, 180.\\nHebrew knelt in the dying, 589.\\nhis sleep was aery, 234.\\nin heaven s own, 496.\\nin liquid, 678.\\nis as the shining, 825.\\nis sweet, truly the, 831.\\nlady garmented in, 567.\\nlet there be, 812.\\nlets in new, 221.\\nlike a shaft of, 625.\\nmellowed to that tender, 551\\nmen of inward, 214.\\nmerely to officiate, 237.\\nno, but darkness visible, 225.\\nof a dark eye in woman, 544.\\nof a pleasant eye, 653.\\nof a whole life, 669.\\nof common day, 478.\\nof day, rival in the, 482.\\nof heaven restore, 340.\\nof hope, leave the, 514.\\nof it, they made, 840.\\nof jurisprudence, gladsome, 24.\\nof light beguile, 54.\\nof love, 550.\\nof love, purple, 382.\\nof morn, golden, 584.\\nof other days, 523, 561.\\nof setting suns, 467.\\nof the body is the eye, 838.\\nof the heaven she s gone to, 657.\\nof the Maeonian star, 325.\\nof the morning gild it, 529.\\nof the world, ye are the, S38.\\nof things, come forth into the, 466.\\nof thy countenance, 818, 851.\\nof truth, in the, 475.\\nout of hell leads up to, 227.\\npossessed with inward, 503.\\npresence full of, 109.\\nput out the, 156.\\nquivering aspen, 490.\\nrelume, that thy, 156.\\nremnant of uneasy, 474.\\nrestore, thy former, 156.\\nrule of streaming, 244.\\nscorns the eye of vulgar, 520.\\nseeking light, 54.\\nshe fled in, away, 447.\\nsilver, on tower and tree, 673.\\nsounds possessed with inward, 503.\\nsprinkled with rosy, 338.\\nstand in your own, 17.\\nstreakings of the morning, 574.\\nLight, such a dawn of. 563.\\nsweetness and, 291.\\nswift-winged arrows of, 416.\\nthat led astray, 447.\\nthat lies in woman s eyes, 522.\\nthat never was on sea, 475.\\nthat visits these sad eyes, 383.\\nthe one true, 768.\\nthe true, which lighteth, 842.\\nthrough chinks, lets in new, 221.\\nthrough yonder window, 105.\\nto counterfeit a gloom, 250.\\nto guide rod to check, 475.\\ntruth and noonday, 654.\\nunbarred the gates of, 235.\\nunrehected, 594.\\nunto my path, 823.\\nunveiled her peerless, 233.\\nwalk while ye have the, 843.\\nwe seek it ere it come to, 424.\\nwhich beats upon a throne, 629.\\nwhich heaven sheds, 522.\\nwhich once he wore, 618.\\nwill repay the wrongs of night, 203.\\nwindows that exclude the, 386.\\nwithin his own breast. 244.\\nLights are fled whose garlands dead, 523.\\nas vain as pleasures, 492.\\nearthly godfathers of heaven s, 54.\\nevery room blazed with, 109.\\nlet your, be burning, 842.\\nof mild philosophy, 297.\\nof the world, 414.\\nshifting fancies and celestial, 621.\\nthat do mislead the morn, 49.\\ntruth may bear all, 578.\\nwithout a name, 256.\\nLightens, ere one can say it, 106.\\nLighter than vanity, 265.\\nLighthouse looked lovely as hope, 528.\\nLightly draws its breath, 466.\\nfrom fair to fair he flew, 489.\\nlike a flower, 634.\\nturns to thoughts of love, 625.\\nLightning and the gale, 635.\\nas quick as, 214.\\ndefence against, 713.\\ndoes the will of God, as, 538.\\ndone like, 178.\\nflash of the, 561.\\nhi the collied night, briof as the, 57.\\nor in rain, in thunder, 115.\\nquick as, 214.\\ntoo like the, 106.\\nvanish like, 594.\\nLightnings may flash, the, 666.\\nof his song, veiling the, 565.\\nLike as eggs, 77.\\nas one pease is to another, 33.\\nbut oh how different, 476.\\nendure the, himself, 53.\\nfollowing life, 320.\\nmy father, no more, 128.\\nnot look upon his, again, 128.\\none who treads alone, 523.\\nto a little kingdom, 111.\\nwill to like, 11.\\nLiked it not, and died, 175.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1033.jp2"}, "1028": {"fulltext": "1004\\nINDEX.\\nLikelihood, fellow of no, 86.\\nLikeness of a kingly crown, 228.\\nLikewise, go and do thou, 842.\\nLilies of all kinds, 78.\\nof the field, consider the, 838.\\nroses and white, 685.\\ntwisted braids of, 246.\\nLily, a most unspotted, 101.\\nfresh, thou becomest thy bed, 159.\\nhand, waved her, 348.\\nhow sweet the, grows, 535.\\nto paint the, 79.\\nLima, traveller from, 592.\\nLimb, feels its life in every, 466.\\nflowing, in pleasure drowns, 357.\\nvigour from the, 542.\\nLimbs, decent, composed, 335.\\nher gentle, did she undress, 499.\\non those recreant, 79.\\nwhose trembling, 433.\\nwill quiver after the soul is gone, 375.\\nyoung in, 62.\\nLimed soul, 139.\\nLime-twigs of his spells, 245.\\nLimit of becoming mirth, 55.\\nof the world, quiet, 625.\\nto the giant s strength, 572.\\nLimits of a vulgar fate, 382.\\nstony, cannot hold love out, 105.\\nLimitless billows, swelling and, 503.\\nLimns on water, 170.\\nLine, cancel half a, 768.\\ncreep in one dull, 324.\\nfight it out on this, 664.\\nfull resounding, 329.\\nharsh cadence of a rugged, 270.\\nin the very first, 399.\\nlives along the, 316.\\nlongest kingly, 494.\\nMarlowe s mighty, 179.\\nmarred the lofty, 489.\\nnot one, to blot, 377.\\nstretch out to the crack of doom, 123.\\ntoo labours, the, 324.\\nupon line, 834.\\nwe carved not a, 563.\\nLines accords, soul unto the, 205.\\ndesert of a thousand, 329.\\nin pleasant places, 818.\\nlet a lord once own the, 324.\\nmottoes of the heart, 514.\\nreading between the, 803.\\nsee two dull, 311.\\nwhere beauty lingers, 548.\\nwhere go the poet s, 636.\\nLineaments, in my, they trace, 552.\\nof gospel-books, 23.\\nLinen, dirty, to wash, 800.\\nold, wash whitest, 181.\\nyou re wearing out, not, 585.\\nLinger, do not live but, 188.\\nsound which makes us, 548.\\nLingering look behind, 385.\\nwinter, chills the lap of May, 394.\\nLingers, lines where beauty, 548.\\nLining, silver, on the night, 243.\\nL injure se grave en m\u00c2\u00a3tal, 100.\\nLink, last, is broken, 682.\\nLink, silver, silken tie, 488.\\nLinks, pain to break its, 520.\\nLinked sweetness, 249.\\nwith one virtue, 551.\\nLinnets, pipe but as the, 632.\\nLion among ladies, 58.\\nas a roaring, 849.\\nbetter than a dead, 831.\\nblood more stirs to rouse a, 84.\\nbold as a, 829.\\nbreakfast on the lip of a, 91.\\nfrom his lair, rouse the, 495.\\nhalf appeared the tawny, 236.\\nheart and eagle eye, 392.\\nhungry, give a grievous roar, 388.\\nin his den, beard the, 490.\\nin the lobby roar, 352.\\nin the way, there is a, 828.\\nis in the streets, 828.\\nlike a bear or, 158.\\nmated by the hind, 73.\\nnot so fierce as painted, 206, 222.\\npawing to get free, 236.\\nrighteous are bold as a, 829.\\nwooes his brides as the, 392.\\nLions growl and fight, 301.\\ntalks familiarly of, 78.\\nLion s hide, thou wear a, 79.\\nmane, dew-drop from the, 102.\\nnerve, the Neinean, 131.\\nskin will not reach, 734.\\nLip, between the cup and the, 190.\\ncontempt and anger of his, 76.\\ncoral of his, admires, 200.\\nnectar on a, 442.\\nof a lion, eat breakfast on the, 91.\\nvermeil-tinctured, 246.\\nLips are now forbid to speak, 581.\\nbeauty s ensign crimson in thy, 109\\ndivine persuasion flows from his, 338.\\ndrop gentle words, 692.\\nfevered, 577.\\nfrom speaking guile, 819.\\nhad language, O that those, 423.\\nheart on her, 554.\\nhere hung those, 144.\\nimmortal blessing from her, 108.\\nin poverty to the very, 155.\\nlet no dog bark when I ope my, 60.\\nman of unclean, 833.\\nno sign save whitening, 636.\\nof Julia, 201.\\nof those that are asleep, 832.\\npoisoned chalice to our, 118.\\nreproof on her, 582.\\nshe dasht her on the, 38.\\nsmile on her, 489.\\nsmily round the, 659.\\nsoft were those, 38.\\nsoul through my, 623.\\nsteal blessing from her, 108.\\nsteeped to the, in misery, 614.\\nsuck forth my soul, her, 41.\\ntake those, away, 49.\\ntalk of the, 826.\\nthat are for others, 630.\\nthat he has prest, 635.\\nthat I have kissed, 144.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1034.jp2"}, "1029": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1005\\nLips that were forsworn, 49.\\nto speak, causing the, S32.\\ntremble, see my, 333.\\ntruth from his, prevailed, 397.\\nwe are near, make love to the, 521.\\nwe love, far from the, 521.\\nwere four red roses on a stalk, 97.\\nwere red and one was thin, 256.\\nwhispering with white, 543.\\nLiquid dew of youth, 129.\\nfire, glass of, 457.\\nlapse of murmuring streams, 237.\\nlight, sparkling and bright in, 678.\\nnotes, 251.\\nLiquors, hot and rebellious, 67.\\nLisped in numbers, 327.\\nList list O list, 131.\\nof friends, enter on my, 422.\\nye landsmen all to me, 672.\\nListen when she speaks, angels, 279.\\nwhere thou art sitting, 246.\\nwith credulity, ye who, 367.\\nListens like a three years child, 498.\\nListened to a lute, 589.\\nListening ear of night, 640.\\nearth, nightly to the, 300.\\nmood, in, 490.\\nstill they seemed to hear, 345.\\nListeth, wind bloweth where it, 842.\\nLitel gold in cofre, 1.\\non the Bible, his studie was, 2.\\nLiterary men are a perpetual priesthood,\\n577.\\nmen, parole of, 374.\\nLiterature consoles sorrow, 590.\\nfailed in, and art, 609.\\ngrazed the common of, 376.\\non a little oatmeal, 460.\\nLitigious terms, 253.\\nLittle added to a little, 739.\\nand the great, between the, 424.\\nbetter than one of the wicked, 83.\\nboats should keep near shore, 360.\\ncan a moment show, 486.\\ncontented with, 451.\\ndeeds of kindness, 642.\\ndrops of water, 642.\\nearth for charity, 100.\\nemployment, hand of, 143.\\nfinger, more goodness in her, 293.\\nfire kindleth, 849.\\nfolding of the hands, 825.\\nfor the bottle, 436.\\nfoxes that spoil the vines, 832.\\ngold in coffer, 1.\\ngrave, my kingdom for a, 82.\\nhands were never made to tear each\\nother s eyes, 302.\\nhappy if I could say how much, 51.\\nhave, and seek no more, 22.\\nhere a, and there a little, 834.\\nhis study on the bible was, 2.\\nin one s own pocket, 789.\\nis better than nothing, 710.\\nkingdom, like to a, 111.\\nknowest thou that hast not tried, 29.\\nlay up little upon a, 694.\\nlearning dangerous, 323.\\nLittle, leaven leaveneth, 846.\\nlove me, love me long, 16, 41, 202.\\nlower than the angels, 818.\\nman, there was a, 519.\\nman wants but, 308, 402.\\nmonth, a, 128.\\nmore than a little is too much, 86.\\nmore than kin, 127.\\nneeded to make a happy life, 754.\\nof this great world can I speak, 150.\\none become a thousand, 834.\\none s chair, sits in my, 657.\\none s cradle, lies in my, 657.\\nsaid is soonest mended, 200, 787.\\nshall I grace my cause, 150.\\nsleep a little slumber, 825.\\nsoul let us try, 519.\\ntalk too much and think too, 268.\\nthings are great to little man, 394.\\ntoo wise never live long, 172.\\nvaliant 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97.\\ntaught us how to, 313.\\nteach him how to, 425, 774.\\nthus let me, 334.\\ntill I were married, 51.\\ntill to-morrow, 423.\\nto be in awe of such a thing, 110.\\nto be the show and gaze, 126.\\nto eat. bad men, 738.\\nto fight another day, 216, 403.\\nto, is Christ, 847.\\nto please must please to live, 366.\\ntrue as I, 173.\\nunblemished let me, 333.\\nunseen unknown, let me, 334.\\nwe must eat to, 363.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1035.jp2"}, "1030": {"fulltext": "1006\\nINDEX.\\nLive, we never live but hope to, 799.\\nwell what thou liv st, 240.\\nwhile ye may happy pair, 233.\\nwhile you live, 359.\\nwith me and be my love, 40.\\nwith the gods, 753.\\nwith thee and be thy love, 25.\\nwith them less sweet, 521.\\nwithout thee I cannot, 569.\\nLives a prayer, making their, G18.\\nall that, must die, 127.\\nalong the line, 316.\\nand dies in single blessedness, 57.\\nand sacred honour, 434.\\nas he ought to do, 184.\\nbuying men s, 493.\\ncontentedly, 424.\\nhad all his hairs been, 156.\\nhow a man, 371.\\njoin, oft a scar two, 648.\\nlonger, competency, 60.\\nmay last but never, 672.\\nmost who thinks most, 654.\\nnine, like a cat, 16.\\nof great men all remind us, 612.\\nother heights in other, 645.\\npleasant in their, 815.\\nsublime, make our, 612.\\nto build not boast, he, 354.\\nLived and loved, I ve, 504.\\nand loved together, we have, 611.\\nin Settle s numbers, 331.\\nin the eye of nature, 468.\\nin the tide of times, 113.\\nto-day, I have, 273.\\nunknown, she, 469.\\nwithout him, tried to, 175.\\nLivelier iris, 625.\\nplaything, some, 318.\\nLive-long day, 110.\\nLively sense of future favours, 304.\\nto severe, grave to gay, 320.\\nLiveried angels, a thousand, 245.\\nLivers in content, with humble, 98.\\nLivery of heaven, stole the, 588.\\nof hell, the cunning, 48.\\nshadowed, of the burnished sun, 62.\\ntwilight gray in her sober, 233.\\nLiving, art of, 754.\\nas though no God there were, 645.\\ndead man, 50.\\ndog better than dead lion, 831.\\nhigh hopes of, 254.\\nhouse appointed for all, 817.\\nland of the, 817.\\nmight exceed the dead, the, 219.\\nmother of all, 812.\\nplain, and high thinking, 472.\\nwill it not live with the, 87.\\nwith thee nor without thee, no, 300.\\nLlewellyn s lay, 383.\\nLo the poor Indian, 315.\\nLoad a falling man, a cruelty to, 101.\\nass will not carry his, 792.\\nlife thou art a galling, 448.\\nof infamy, any, 462.\\nof sorrow, wring under the, 53.\\nwould sink a navy, a, 99.\\nLoads of learned lumber, 325.\\nLoaf, half a, is better than no bread, 15.\\nto steal a shive of a cut, 104.\\nLoan oft loses itself and friend, 130.\\nLoathe the taste of sweetness, 86.\\nLoathed worldly life, 49.\\nLoaves, half-penny, 94.\\nLobby, hear a lion in the, 352.\\nLobster boiled, like a, 213.\\nLocal habitation and a name, 59.\\nLochaber, farewell to, 671.\\nLochow, far cry to, 857.\\nLock, cryin at the, 679.\\nsuch rascal counters, 114.\\nLocks, familiar with his hoary, 588.\\nhyacinthine, 232.\\nin the golden story, 104.\\ninvincible, 254.\\nknotted and combined, 131.\\nleft you are gray, the few, 506.\\nnever shake thy gory, 122.\\nnor doors nor, 538.\\npluck up drowned honour by the, 84.\\nso aptly twined, 191.\\ntime his golden, 24.\\nwere like the raven, 449.\\nwhoever knocks open v 123.\\nye auburn, 636.\\nLocked lettered collar, 447.\\nup from mortal eye, 258.\\nup in steel, naked though, 94.\\nLocusts, luscious as, 151.\\nLodge a friend, house to, 289.\\nin a garden of cucumbers, 832.\\noh for a, 418.\\nthee by Chaucer, 179.\\nwhere thou lodgest I will, 814.\\nLodges, where care, 106.\\nLodging-place of wayfaring men, 835.\\nLodgings in a head unfurnished, 210.\\nLodore, this way the water comes down\\nat, 506.\\nLoftiness of thought, 270.\\nLofty and sour, 101.\\ndesigns must close in like effects, 646.\\nrhyme, build the, 246.\\nscene, this our, 112.\\nLog, tough wedge for a tough, 712.\\nLogic and rhetoric, 168.\\nLoin, the ungirt, 646.\\nLoins be girded, let your, 842.\\nLoiterers and malcontents, 55.\\nLoke who that is most vertuous, 4.\\nLondon bridge, arch of, 591.\\nhabitation of bitterns, 592.\\nhas all that life can afford, 373.\\nmonster, 261.\\nLondon s column pointing, 322.\\nlasting shame, 383.\\nLonely, I am very, now Mary, 611.\\nso, it was, 499.\\nwant retired to die, 366.\\nLonesome road, like one on a, 499.\\nLong after it was heard no more, 473.\\nbe the day never so, 19.\\nchoosing and beginning late, 238.\\ndull and old, 454.\\nhas it waved on high, 635.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1036.jp2"}, "1031": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1007\\nLong home, man goeth to his, 831.\\nin populous city pent, 239.\\nis the way and hard, 227.\\nit sha n t be, 353.\\nlank and brown, 498.\\nlive our noble king. 285.\\nlive the king, 417, 860.\\nlong ago, 581.\\nlove me little love me, 16, 41, 202.\\nmay it wave, 517.\\nmerry as the day is, 50.\\nshort and the, of it, 45.\\nthat life is, 309.\\ntime ago, 596.\\nLong-drawn aisle, 384.\\nout, linked sweetness, 249.\\nLongest kingly hue, 494.\\nLonging afterlmmortality, 298.\\nfeeling of sadness and, 614.\\nlingering look behind, 385.\\nmore wavering, 75.\\nwhy thus, 680.\\nyet afraid to die, 614.\\nLongings, immortal, 159.\\nLong-lasht eyes abased, her, 512.\\nLong-levelled rule, 244.\\nLong-tailed words, 462.\\nLook a gift horse in the mouth, 11, 211.\\namaist as weel s the new, 447.\\nbefore and after, we, 565.\\nbefore you ere you leap, 214, 789.\\nbeneath the surface, 753.\\nbrighter when we come, 556.\\ndrew audience, his, 227.\\nere thou leap, 9.\\nforward not back, 681.\\ngive me a, give me a face, 178.\\nhere upon this picture, 140.\\nin the chronicles, 72.\\ninto happiness through another man s\\neyes, 71.\\ninto the seeds of time, 116.\\ninto thy heart, 34, 612.\\nlean and hungry, 111.\\nlike the innocent flower, 117.\\nlonging lingering, 385.\\nmen met with erected, 269.\\nnot thou upon the wine, 828.\\non her face and you 11 forget, 325.\\non it lift it bear it, 641.\\non sech a blessed cretur, 659.\\nout and not in, 681.\\nproudly to heaven, 514.\\nround the habitable world, 274.\\nso dull so dead in, 88.\\nthat nature wears, 613.\\nthat threatened insult, 410.\\nthrough a milstone, 33.\\nto have, I must not. 124.\\nto the essence of a thing, 755.\\nup and not down, 681.\\nupon his like again, 128.\\nwith thine ears, 148.\\nyour last, 109.\\nLooks a queen, she, 337.\\naround in fear and doubt, 522.\\nclear your, 466.\\ncommercing with the skies, 249.\\nLooks, fairest garden in her, 261.\\nfull assurance given by, 23.\\nin the clouds, 111.\\ninvites you by his, 415.\\nmeagre were his, 108.\\nof love, sidelong, 396.\\nonly books were woman s, 522.\\npraising God with sweetest, 584.\\nprofound, statesmen with, 397.\\nputs on his pretty, 79.\\nquite through the deeds of men, 111.\\nsadly upon him, 98.\\nthe cottage might adorn, 398.\\nthrough nature, 320.\\nup friend and clear your, 466.\\nwere fond and words were few, 537.\\nwith despatchful, 235.\\nLooked, no sooner, but loved, 71.\\non better days, if ever you have, 68.\\nsighed and, 272.\\nunutterable tilings, 356.\\nLooker-on here in Vienna, 49.\\nLookes, full assurance given by, 23.\\nLooking before and after, 142.\\nill prevail, 256.\\nwell can t move her, 256.\\nLooking-glass, court an amorous, 95.\\nLooming bastion, 631.\\nLoop, no, nor hinge, 154.\\nLooped and windowed raggedness, 147.\\nLoophole, cabined, 243.\\nLoopholes of retreat, 420.\\nLoose, all hell broke, 234.\\nfast and, 55.\\nhis beard, 383.\\nLord above, the eagle was, 474.\\namong wits, 369.\\nbe thanked, let the, 452.\\nbeloved, when Israel of the, 493.\\ndescended from above, 23.\\ndirecteth his steps, 826.\\ndismiss us with thy blessing, 674.\\nFanny spins a thousand such, 328.\\ngave and hath taken away, S16.\\nhelp em how I pities them, 510.\\nhow it talked, 197.\\nknows where, Zembla or the, 318.\\nknows who, parents were the, 286.\\nlendeth unto the, 827.\\nmy bosom s, 108.\\nmy pasture shall prepare, 300.\\nof all the works of nature, 30.\\nof all things great. 317.\\nof folded arms, 55.\\nof himself that heritage of woe, 551.\\nof himself though not of lands, 174.\\nof humankind, 277.\\nof the lion heart, 392.\\nof the valley, 520.\\nof thy presence no land beside, 78.\\nonce own the happy lines, let a, 324.\\nprecious in the sight of the, 823.\\npresent with the, 508.\\nsecret things belong to the, 814.\\nshall hiss for the fly, 833.\\nStafford mines for coal. 563.\\ntill his, is crucified, 657.\\nvicar of the almightie, 6.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1037.jp2"}, "1032": {"fulltext": "1008\\nINDEX.\\nLord went before them, 813.\\nwhom the, loveth he chasteneth, 848.\\nLords, honoured at the house of, 330.\\nmay nourish or may fade, 396.\\nnew, give us new laws, 200.\\nof hell, procuress to the, 632.\\nof humankind, 395.\\nof ladies intellectual, 555.\\nof the creation, 448.\\nstories, great, 454.\\nwit among, 369.\\nwomen who love their, 392.\\nLord s anointed, rail on the, 97.\\nanointed temple, broke ope the, 120.\\nLordly dish, butter in a, 814.\\npleasure-house, 623.\\nLordships pleasures, on their, 101\\nLore, Cristes, and his apostles, 2.\\nmystical, 514.\\nskilled in gestic, 395.\\nLose good dayes, 29.\\nhis own soul, 840.\\nit that do buy it with much care, 59.\\nno man can, what he never had, 208.\\nof no account what you can, 709.\\nthe good we oft might win, 47.\\nLosers must have leave to speak, 297.\\nLosing office, hath but a, 88.\\nrendered sager by, 554.\\nLoss, choice of, 158.\\nis no loss if unknown, 708.\\nmost patient man in, 159.\\nno note of time but from its, 306.\\nof the sun, 353.\\nof time, compliments are, 387.\\nof wealth is loss of dirt, 8.\\nthough he promise to his, 851.\\nLosses, fellow that hath had, 53.\\nLost a day, I ve, 307.\\nall good to me is, 231.\\nall is not, 223.\\nall is, save honour, 807.\\nand won, when the battle s, 115.\\nand worn sooner, 75.\\nbattle won and battle, 463.\\nbeing lacked and, 53.\\ncount that day, 688.\\nhim half the kind, 272.\\nin lexicography, 368.\\nin the sweets, 348.\\nin wandering mazes, 228.\\nmy reputation, 152.\\nno love lost, 178, 790.\\nnot, but gone before, 283, 714.\\npraising what is, 74.\\nthe immortal part of myself, 152.\\nthe mourned the loved the, 545.\\nthing not, if you have it, 765.\\nthink that day, 688.\\nto sight to memory dear, 587.\\nto sight, though thy smile be, 587.\\nwhat though the field be, 223.\\nwhatsoever thing is, 424.\\nwhen sweetest, 522.\\nwoman that deliberates is, 298.\\nLot assigned to every man, 750.\\nbehold our, 475.\\nblameless vestal s, 333.\\nLot, God wot as by, 404.\\nhow hard their, 672.\\nis cast into the lap, 827.\\nof man but once to die, 204.\\nof man to labour, 339.\\nof man to suffer and to die, 342.\\nscot and, 178.\\nsuit thyself to thy, 754.\\nthough bleak our, 676.\\nto find no enemies, unhappy, 710.\\nto mark, has been my, 390.\\nLot s wife, remember, 842.\\nLoth and slow, aged men, 492.\\nto depart, and often took leave, 288.\\nto die, wandering on as, 484.\\nLothario, gay, 301.\\nLotus, divine nectareous juice, 344.\\nLoud, curses not, but deep, 124.\\nhissing urn, 420.\\nlaugh of the vacant mind, 396.\\nroared the dreadful thunder, 453.\\nyet was never, 151.\\nLouder but as empty quite, 318.\\nLove a bright particular star, 73.\\nabsence conquers, 679.\\nabsence still increases, 581.\\nalas for, if thou wert all, 570.\\nall hearts in, 51.\\nall that life is, 497.\\nall the world in, with night, 107.\\nand dignity in every gesture, 237.\\nand light and calm thoughts, 502.\\nand then to part, 502.\\nand thought and joy, 469.\\nand to cherish, 850.\\nare of, the food, 238.\\nbashful sincerity and comely, 52.\\nbe younger than thyself, let thy, 75.\\nbegins to sicken, when, 114.\\nbetter than secret, 829.\\nbow before thine altar, 392.\\nbrief as woman s, 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70.\\nflowers and fruits of, boo.\\nfree as air, 333.\\nfriendship constant save in, 51.\\nfriendship that like, is warm, 523.\\nfrom love made manifest, 650.\\ngather the rose of, 202.\\nGod from necessity is, 640.\\nGod gives us, 624.\\ngreater, hath no man, 843.\\ngreatest pain it is to, 261.\\ngrown to ripeness, 624.\\nhail wedded, 234.\\nhapless, 367.\\nharvest-time of, 508.\\nhe bore to learning, 397.\\nhe spake of, 482,\\nhe was all for, 436.\\nher, to know her was to, 455.\\nher, to see her was to, 452.\\nher was a liberal education, to, 297.\\nhim at his call, 470.\\nhim ere he seem worthy, 471.\\nhim not, sour to them that, 101.\\nhow should I know your true, 405.\\nif I have freedom in my, 260.\\nif there s delight in, 294.\\nif thou wert all, 570.\\nin a dream of, melted away, 677.\\nin a hut, 574.\\nin every gesture dignity and, 237.\\nin heavenly spirits, is there, 28.\\nin such a wilderness, 516.\\nin the beginning, no great, 45.\\nin your hearts as idly burns, 213.\\nis a boy by poets styled, 213.\\nis blind and lovers cannot see, 62.\\nis doomed to mourn, 683.\\nis flower-like, 503.\\nis grown to ripeness, when, 624.\\nis heaven and heaven is love, 487.\\nis indestructible, 508. __\\nis left alone, and, 624.\\nis light from heaven, 549.\\nis like a landscape, 181.\\nis like a red red rose, my, 451.\\nis loveliest in tears, 491.\\nis nature s second sun, 35.\\nis not love which alters, 163.\\nis strong as death, 832.\\nis sweet given or returned, 566.\\nis the fulfilling of the law, 845.\\nis the gift God has given, 488.\\nit would conceal, 502.\\nknoweth no laws, 32.\\nlabour of, 847.\\nlast not least in, 113.\\nlaws that, has made, 333.\\nlet those now, 306.\\nlife, dost thou, 360.\\nlight and calm thoughts, 502.\\nlight of, 550.\\nlike friendship stead) 7 523.\\nlive with me and be my, 40.\\nLove, live with thee and be thy, 25.\\nlooks not with the eyes, 57.\\nlost between us, no, 178.\\nmaid with few to, 469.\\nmany waters cannot quench, 832.\\nme little love me long, 16, 41, 202.\\nme love my dog, 19.\\nmedicines to make me, 84.\\nmen have died but not for, 71.\\nmightier far is, 482.\\nmighty pain to, it is, 261.\\nministers of, 501.\\nmusic be the food of, 74.\\nmust needs be blind, 503.\\nmy whole course of, 150.\\nnature is fine in, 142.\\nnever doubt I, 133.\\nnever ebb to humble, 155.\\nno fear in, 849.\\nnot man the less I, 547.\\nnow who never loved before, 306.\\nO fire O, 623.\\nof justice, 795.\\nof life increased with years, 432.\\nof life s young day, 580.\\nof money the root of all evil, 848.\\nof nature, in the, 572.\\nof praise howe er concealed by art, 310.\\nof the turtle, 549.\\nof women, alas the, 557.\\nof women, passing the, 815.\\nof your neighbour, 720.\\noffice and affairs of, 51.\\non through all ills, 527.\\non till they die, 527.\\nonce possessed, to regain, 242.\\none another, 844.\\nonly they conquer, 200.\\noyster may be crossed in, 442.\\npains of, be sweeter far, 276.\\npangs of despised, 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spirits feel, 482.\\ntaught him shame, 273.\\nthank Heaven for a good man s, 70.\\nthat can be reckoned, 157.\\nthat never found his earthly close, 625.\\nthat they sing and that they, 220.\\nthat took an early root, 589.\\nthe lion must die for, 73.\\nthe more, now, 306.\\nthe offender, 333.\\nthee, but I do, 153.\\nthee dear so much, 259.\\nthee dearly love thee still, 689.\\nthee Doctor Fell, I do not, 286.\\nthee, I but know that I, 522.\\nthee, none knew thee but to, 562.\\nthee still, with all thy faults I, 418.\\ntheir lords, women who, 392.\\ntheir lovers, women, 796.\\nthey conquer, that run away, 200.\\nthey who inspire, 566.\\nthoughts of, 625.\\nthy life nor hate nor, 240.\\nthy neighbour as thyself, 813, 838, 840.\\nthyself last, 100.\\nthyself many will hate thee, 707.\\nto hatred turned, like, 294.\\nto lips we are near make, 521.\\nto me was wonderful, 815.\\nto see all things but not my, 30.\\ntoo divine to, 564.\\ntoo much, who, 345.\\ntook up the harp of life, 625.\\ntriumph in redeeming, 674.\\ntrue knowledge leads to, 465.\\ntruth of truths is, 654.\\ntunes the shepherd s reed, 487.\\nunfit for ladies 272.\\nunrelenting foe to, 358.\\nwaters cannot quench, 832.\\nwere young, if all the world and, 25.\\nwhen I, thee not chaos is come, 153.\\nwhom none can, 672.\\nwhose eyelids dropped, 693.\\nwill creep in service, 14.\\nwith all their quantity of, 144.\\nwith night, all the world in, 107.\\nwith the innocence of, 75.\\nwithout his wings, 560.\\nwoman s whole existence, 556.\\nworthy of your, 471.\\nwroth with one we, 500.\\nyour neighbour s wife, 591.\\nLoves, faithfull, 27.\\nme best that calls me Tom, 194.\\nnobler cares and nobler, 477.\\nsuspects yet strongly, 153.\\nto hear himself talk, 107.\\nLove s devoted flame, 523.\\nholy flame, 508.\\nmajesty, wants, 95.\\nproper hue, rosy red, 238.\\nwound, purple with, 58.\\nyoung dream, 521.\\nLoved and lost, better to have, 632.\\nLoved and still loves, 455.\\narts which I, 260.\\nashamed of being, 794.\\nat first sight, 35, 40.\\nat home, revered abroad, 447.\\nbut one, sighed to many, 540.\\nCaesar less, not that 1, 113.\\ngold in special, 2.\\nheart that has truly, 520.\\nher that she did pity them, 151.\\nhim, use him as though you, 208.\\nhow honoured, how, 335.\\n1 have lived and, 504.\\n1 not honour more, 259.\\nI saw and, 430.\\nin vain, I know we, 539.\\nlet those who always, 306.\\nme for the dangers, 151.\\nmy country and hated him, 555.\\nneeds only to be seen, to be, 269.\\nno sooner, but they sighed, 71.\\nnone without hope e er, 377.\\nnot wisely but too well, 156.\\npassing well, 134.\\nRome more, but that I, 113.\\nsae blindly, had we never, 452.\\nsae kindly, had we never, 452.\\nso long and sees no more, 455.\\nthe great sea, 538.\\nthe mourned the lost, the, 545.\\nthe world, 1 have not, 544.\\nto plead lament and sue, 489.\\nwe have lived and, together, 611.\\nwho never, before, 306.\\nLove-darting eyes, 246.\\nLove-in-idleness, maidens call it, 58.\\nLovelier face, finer form or, 490.\\nthings have mercy, 548.\\nLoveliest, last still, 545.\\nof lovely things, 573.\\nvillage of the plain, 395.\\nLoveliness increases, its, 574.\\nlay down in her, 499.\\nmajesty of, 550.\\nneeds not ornament, 356.\\nLovely and a fearful thing, 557.\\nand pleasant in their lives, 612.\\napparition sent, 474.\\nas a Lapland night, 475.\\nfair, who art so, 155.\\nin death the beauteous ruin lay, 308.\\nin her husband s eye, 463.\\nin your strength, 544.\\nis the rose, 477.\\nmore, than Pandora, 234.\\norgan of her life, every, 53.\\nshe s, she s divine, 682.\\nThais sits beside thee, 272.\\nwhatsoever things are, 847.\\nwoman stoops to folly, 403.\\nLover all as frantic, 59.\\nall mankind love a, 602.\\nand the poet, the lunatic, 59.\\nbeauty grows familiar to the, 298.\\ngive repentance to her, 403.\\nhappy as a, 476.\\nin the husband lost, 377.\\nis beloved, and the, 485.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": 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pride, 314.\\ndeath makes equal high and, 9.\\nforeheads villanous, 43.\\nlaid in my grave, that I were, 78.\\nlone song, hear but their, 680.\\nspeak, if you speak love, 51.\\nsupport and raise what is, 223.\\nto Him no high no, 316.\\ntoo, they build, 309.\\nLower, can fall no, 212.\\nto the higher, 660.\\nLowering element scowls, 227.\\nLowers, the morning, 297.\\nLowest deep a lower, in the, 231.\\nof your throng, 234.\\nLowing herd winds slowly, 384.\\nLowliness ambition s ladder, 111.\\nLowly born, better to be, 98.\\nlaid, high ambition, 487.\\ntaught and highly fed, 73.\\nwise, be, 237.\\nLown, called the tailor, 152.\\nLoyal and neutral in a moment, 120.\\nLubricates business, dinner, 437.\\nLucent syrops, 575.\\nLucid interval, 857.\\nLucifer, falls like, 99.\\nson of the morning, 833.\\nLuck about the house, nae, 426.\\nin odd numbers, 46.\\nold shoe for, 12.\\nwould have it, as good, 46.\\nLuckless hour, from that, 2.\\nLucky chance, 356.\\nLucre, not greedy of filthy, 847.\\nLucullus sups with Lucullus, 725.\\nLucy ceased to be, when, 469.\\nLuke s iron crown, 395.\\nLumber, learned, in his head, 325.\\nLuminous cloud, joy the, 502.\\nLump, little leaven leaveneth the, 846.\\nLunatic lover and the poet, 59.\\nLunes, in his old, 46.\\nLungs began to crow, Q8.\\nreceive our air, 418.\\nLuscious as locusts, 151.\\nwoodbine, 58.\\nLust in man, there is a, 670.\\nof gold, the narrowing, 633.\\nLusts or wine, not in toys or, 260.\\nLustre, ne er could any, see, 442.\\npurpled with rosy, 342.\\nshine with such, 422, 424.\\nLusty winter, 67.\\nLute, heart and, 525.\\nlistened to a, 589.\\nlittle rift within the, 629.\\nmusical as Apollo s, 56, 245.\\nmy heart and, 525.\\nOrpheus with his, 98.\\npleasing of a, 95.\\nthis time-worn, 525.\\nLuve is like a red red rose, my, 451.\\nis like the melodie, 451.\\nLuxuries of life, 637.\\nLuxurious by restraint, 238.\\nman falsely, 355.\\nLuxury, blesses his stars and thinks it,\\n297.\\ncurst by heaven, 398.\\nin self-dispraise, there is a, 480.\\nof disrespect, 483.\\nof doing good, 295, 394, 444.\\nof woe, 1 11 taste the, 518.\\nto be, it was a, 501.\\nLycurgus brought long hair into fashion,\\n734.\\nLydian airs, lap me in soft, 249.\\nmeasures, softly sweet in, 272.\\nLyfe so short the craft so long, 6.\\nLying, as easy as, 138.\\ngetting up not so easy as, 584.\\nwith houris, 387.\\nwithout having tasted of, 755.\\nworld is given to, 88.\\nLymn, spaniel brach or, 148.\\nLyre, each mode of the, 519.\\nheaven-taught, 377.\\nMilton s golden, 391.\\nthe living, 384.\\nLyric, splendid ecclesiastical, 609.\\nMab, Queen, hath been with you, 104.\\nMacassar, incomparable oil, 555.\\nMacaulay is a book in breeches, 461.\\nout of literature, 461.\\nMacbeth does murder sleep, 119.\\nMacduff, lay on, 126.\\nMacedon, fulmined over Greece to, 241.\\nthere is a river in, 92.\\nMacGregor, my name is, 493.\\nwhere sits, 790.\\nMachiavel had ne er a trick, 215.\\nMad as a March hare, 18, 790.\\nfinger s breadth of being, 763.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1041.jp2"}, "1036": {"fulltext": "1012\\nINDEX.\\nMad, if I am Sophocles I am not, 697.\\nit is fitter being sane than, 650.\\nit was, how sad and bad and, 650.\\nout of too much learning become, 193.\\npleasure in being, 277.\\nprose run, 327.\\nthe dog went, and bit the man, 400.\\nt is true he s, 133.\\nundevout astronomer is, 310.\\n.whom fortune makes, 713.\\nMadam Blaize, lament for, 400.\\nme no madam, 862.\\nMadden round the land, 326.\\nto crime, now, 549.\\nMaddest merriest day, 624.\\nMadding crowd, far from the, 385.\\nMade, annihilating all that s, 263.\\nfearfully and wonderfully, 824.\\nglorious summer, 95.\\nlight of it, 840.\\nman knows not for what he was, 755.\\nno more bones, 784.\\nMadmen know, none but, 277.\\nMadness, despondency and, 470.\\ngenius has a tincture of, 714.\\ngo you may call it, 456.\\ngreat wits allied to, 267.\\nin the brain, work like, 500.\\nlies, that way, 147.\\nmelancholy, of poetry, 688.\\nmethod in, 133.\\nmidsummer, this is very, 76.\\nmoody, laughing wild, 381.\\nmoon-struck, 240.\\nof many for gain of a few, 336.\\nstill he did retain that fine, 40.\\nto defer, 306.\\nto live like a wretch and die rich, 188.\\nwould gambol from, 141.\\nMadonnas, Rafael of the dear, 645.\\nMadrigals, melodious birds sing, 41.\\nthat whisper softness, 254.\\nMaeonian star, light of the, 325.\\nMagic casements, 575.\\nnumbers and persuasive sound, 294.\\nof a face, 200.\\nof a name, 513.\\nof the mind, the, 551.\\npotent over sun and star, 482.\\nShakespeare s, 275.\\nMagister artis, 305.\\nMagistracy is a great trust, 411.\\nMagistrate, invent a shovel and be a, 263.\\nof his country s good, 571.\\nMagna Charta will have no sovereign, 24.\\nMagna est Veritas, 836.\\nMagnificence, fuel of, 603.\\nMagnificent and awful cause, 808.\\nbut it is not war, 418.\\nspectacle of human happiness, 462.\\nthree-tailed Bashaw, 454.\\nMagnificently stern array, 543.\\nMagnitude, thou liar of the first, 294.\\nMahomet and the mountain, 165.\\nmoon of, 566.\\nMahometans, pleasures of the, 387.\\nMaid, be good sweet, 664.\\ndancing in the shade, 248.\\nMaid, it was an Abyssinian, 500.\\nlover to listening, 573.\\nmeek as is a, 1.\\nmusic heavenly, 390.\\nof Athens ere we part, 540.\\nsnatched from the sidelong, 356.\\nsome captive, 333.\\nsphere-descended, 390.\\nsweetest garland to the sweetest, 314.\\nthe chariest, 129.\\nthere were none to praise, 469.\\nwhen King Cophetua loved the beggar,\\n105.\\nwho modestly conceals, 378.\\nwidowed wife and wedded, 494.\\nwith none to praise, 469.\\nMaids are May when they are maids, 71.\\nmalady most incident to, 78.\\nof thirteen talk of puppy dogs, 78.\\nthat weave thread with bones, 75.\\nwho love the moon, 520.\\nMaiden meditation fancy-free, 58.\\nof bashful fifteen, 442.\\npresence, scanter of your, 130.\\nshame, blush of, 573.\\nshowers, like those, 202.\\nsings, the village, 393.\\nsword, bravely fleshed thy, 87.\\ntrue betrayed for gold, 489.\\nwill steal after her heart, the, 521.\\nwith white fire laden, 565.\\nyoung heart of a, 521.\\nMaidens call it love-in-idleness, 58.\\ncaught by glare, like moths, 540.\\nfair are commonly fortunate, 33.\\nsmiles of other, 677.\\nwithering on the stalk, 477.\\nMain, Belerium to the northern, 333.\\nbeyond the western, 395.\\nCamilla scours along the, 324.\\nchance, 33, 93, 214, 786.\\ndo with might and, 603.\\nfar amid the melancholy, 357.\\nfrom out the azure, 358.\\nMaintain no ill opinions, 398.\\ntheir rights, dare, 438.\\nMajestic head, some less, 547.\\nin decay, 347.\\nsilence, 535.\\nthough in ruin, 227.\\nworld, get the start of the, 110.\\nMajesty, attribute to awe and, 64.\\nin rayless, 306.\\nnext in, 270.\\nobsequious, approved, 237.\\nof God revere, 391.\\nof loveliness, 550.\\nrising in clouded, 233.\\nthis earth of, 81.\\nwant love s, 95.\\nwill rise in, 656.\\nMajority, long since death had the, 355.\\none on God s side is a, 641.\\nMajors we can make every year, 189.\\nMake a note of, when found, 652.\\nlanguor smile, 328.\\nme a child again, 668.\\nme to know mine end, 820.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1042.jp2"}, "1037": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1013\\nMake no long orations, 432.\\nthe angels weep, 48.\\nuse of me for the future, 745.\\nMakes his promise good, 851.\\nhis pulses fly, 655.\\nme or fordoes me, 156.\\nmy gain, every way, 156.\\none wondrous kind, 387.\\nthat and the action fine, 204.\\nup life s tale, 502.\\nus or it mars us, 156.\\nMaken vertue of necessite, 3.\\nMaker and the angel death, his, 502.\\nMaketh haste to be rich, 829.\\nMaking beautiful old rhyme, 163.\\nmany books there is no end, 832.\\nnight hideous, 131.\\nthe green one red, 120.\\ntheir lives a prayer, 618.\\nMalady incident to maids, 77.\\nmedicine worse than the, 184.\\nMalcontents, loiterers and, 55.\\nthou art the Mars of, 45.\\nMale-lands, loved all the more by earth s,\\n647.\\nMalice, bearing no, 458.\\ndomestic foreign levy, 121.\\nenvy hatred and, 850.\\nnor set down aught in, 156.\\nto conceal, 232.\\ntowards none, 622.\\nMalicious, virtue is not, 36.\\nMalignity, motiveless, 505.\\nMallecho, this is miching, 138.\\nMalmsey and Malvoisie, 682.\\nMalt, Duke of Norfolk deals in, 563.\\nMambrino s helmet, 786.\\nMammon, least erected spirit, 225.\\nwins his way, 540.\\nye cannot serve God and, 838.\\nMan a flower he dies, 366.\\na fool at forty, 311.\\na merrier, 55.\\na plain blunt, 114.\\na reasonable creature, 254.\\na slave, whatever day makes, 346.\\na thinking being, 534.\\na two-legged animal, 763.\\na world without a sun, 513.\\nafter his desert, use every, 134.\\nafter his own heart, 814.\\nafter sleep, like a strong, 254.\\nall that a, hath, 816.\\nall that may become a, 118.\\nall that was pleasant in, 399.\\nambition of a private, 419.\\nan honest, is aboon his might, 452.\\nan inconstant creature, 730.\\nand a brother, am I not a, 852.\\napparel oft proclaims the, 130.\\narchitect of his fortune, 167.\\narms and the, I sing, 274.\\nas a dying, to dying men, 670.\\nas good kill a, as kill a good book, 254.\\nas he is humour the, 705.\\nassurance of a, 140.\\nat arms must now serve on his knees,\\n25.\\nMan at his best state, 820.\\nat his birth, 717.\\nat thirty, suspects himself a fool, 307.\\nbad, never for good service, 411.\\nbe fully persuaded, let every, 845.\\nbe occupied, let every, 460.\\nbe vertuous withal, if a, 4.\\nbear his own burden, 846.\\nbefore thy mother, 199.\\nbefore your mother, 424.\\nbeing in honour, 820.\\nbelow, God above or, 315.\\nBenedick the married, 50.\\nbest good, 279.\\nbest-humoured, 400.\\nbetter spared a better, 87.\\nbeware the fury of a patient, 269.\\nbewrayed by his manners, 29.\\nblind old, of Scio s isle, 550.\\nbold bad, 27, 98.\\nbrave, chooses, 657.\\nbrave, draws his sword, 339.\\nbreathes there the, 488.\\nbrick-dust, 363.\\nbroken with the storms of state, 100.\\nBrutus is an honourable, 113.\\nbuilds himself, 309.\\nbut a rush against Othello, 156.\\nby man was never seen, 653.\\ncan boast that he has trod, 571.\\ncan die but once, 90.\\ncan feel, the worst that, 341.\\ncan work, when no, 843.\\ncannot be as he would be, 704.\\ncannot lose the past nor future, 749.\\ncanst not be false to any, 130.\\ncaverns measureless to, 500.\\ncease ye from, 833.\\ncheated only by himself, 601.\\nchild is father of the, 469.\\nchildhood shows the, 241.\\nChristian faithful, 96.\\ncivilizers of, 608.\\nclever at envying a, 699.\\nclever, by nature, 457.\\nclose buttoned to the chin, 422.\\nclothe a, with rags, 828.\\ncomplete, hero and the, 299.\\nconference maketh a ready, 168.\\ncrime of being a young, 376.\\ncrossed with adversity, 44.\\ncruelty and ambition of, 27.\\ncruelty to load a falling, 101.\\ndare do all that may become a, 118.\\ndebtor to his profession, 164.\\ndelights not me, 134.\\ndepressed with cares, 348.\\ndestructive, smiling, 281.\\ndevil in the heart of, 218.\\ndiapason closing full in, 271.\\ndie better, how can, 593.\\ndies, how a, 371.\\ndiligent in business, 828.\\ndiseases crucify the soul of, 188.\\ndistracted melancholic, 180.\\ndo but die, what can a, 584.\\ndoes, t is not what, 647.\\ndoth not live by bread only, 813.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1043.jp2"}, "1038": {"fulltext": "1014\\nINDEX.\\nMan drest in a little brief authority, 48.\\ndull ear of a drowsy, 79.\\ndwells, narrow the corner where, 750.\\ndying, to dying men, 670.\\near of, hath not seen, 58.\\neloquent, that old, 252.\\nEngland expects every, 446.\\nenough for, to know, 319.\\never saw, nor no, 72.\\nevery, has his fault, 109.\\nexceeding poor, 62.\\nexpatiate o er this scene of, 314.\\nextremes in, 322.\\neye of, hath not heard, 58.\\nfalse man smiling, 281.\\nfalsely luxurious, 355.\\nfamiliar beast to, 45.\\nfamous, is Robin Hood, 473.\\nfashion wears out more apparel than\\nthe, 52.\\nfear may force a, 11.\\nfell into his anecdotage, 609.\\nfirst, is of the earth earthy, 846.\\nfirst years of, 368.\\nfittest place for, to die, 680.\\nflattered to tears this aged, 575.\\nfond, precociously of stirring, 584.\\nfor himself, every, 20, 191, 787.\\nforemost, of all this world, 114.\\nforget not though in rags, 391.\\nforget the brother resume the, 343.\\nfrailty of a, 164.\\nfree as nature first made, 275.\\nfrom heaven proceed the woes of, 344.\\nfury of a patient, 269.\\ngently scan your brother, 448.\\ngive every, thy ear, 130.\\ngives what the gods bestow, 346.\\nGod or devil, every, 268.\\ngoeth forth unto his work, 823.\\ngoeth to his long home, 831.\\ngood easy, when he thinks, 99.\\ngood great, 502.\\ngood meets his fate, 307.\\ngood name in, and woman, 153.\\ngood, never dies, the, 496.\\ngood old, 52, 67.\\ngood or ill of, 744.\\ngood, yields his breath, 496.\\ngoodliest of men, 232.\\ngrace of God to. 673.\\ngreat to little, 394.\\ngreater love hath no, 843.\\nhad fixed his face, as if the, 468.\\nhalf part of a blessed, 78.\\nhand against every, 812.\\nhanging the worst use of, 175.\\nhappy, be his dole, 46.\\nhappy dole, happy, 11.\\nhappy, s without a shirt, 8.\\nhappy the, 273.\\nhas business and desire, 132.\\nhas not, a microscopie eye, 316.\\nhe felt as a, 428.\\nhe is oft the wisest, 472.\\nhe that hath no beard is less than a,\\n50.\\nhe was a good and just, 842.\\nMan healthy wealthy and wise, 360.\\nhearty old, 506.\\nheaven had made her such a, 150.\\nher wit was more than, 270.\\nhere lies a truly honest, 259.\\nhighest style of, 308.\\nhis prey was, 333.\\nhonest as any, living, 52.\\nhonest is aboon his might, 111.\\nhonest is the only perfect, 183.\\nhonest, the noblest work, 319.\\nhow poor a thing is, 39.\\nI love not, the less, 547.\\nI pray for no, 109.\\nI see the steady gain of, 618.\\nignorance of the law excuses no, 195.\\nimpious in a good, 308.\\nimpossible to be cheated, 601.\\nin all the world s new fashion, 54.\\nin ignorance sedate, 366.\\nin prosperite, 5.\\nin the bush with God, 598.\\nin the mind of, 467.\\nin the mire, 109.\\nin wit a, 335.\\ninclines to popery, 222.\\nintimates eternity to, 299.\\nirreligious, view an, 578.\\nis a bundle of relations, 601.\\nis a noble animal, 219.\\nis a knot of roots, 601.\\nis accommodated, 89.\\nis as heaven made him, 788.\\nis as true as steel, 107.\\nis born unto trouble, 816.\\nis found, the race of, 338.\\nis his own star, 183.\\nis little to be envied, that, 369.\\nis not a fly, 316.\\nis not man as yet, 643.\\nis one world, 205.\\nis the gowd for a that, 452.\\nis the nobler growth, 433.\\nis thy most awful instrument, 482.\\nis vile, and only, 536.\\nis worth something, 645.\\njudgment falls upon a, 195.\\njustice the great interest of, 531.\\nkindest best conditioned, 64.\\nknows not for what he was made, 755.\\nlaborin an laborin woman, 658.\\nlarge-hearted, 621.\\nlaugh if such a, there be, 327.\\nlay down his life for his friends, 843.\\nlet him pass for a, 61.\\nlet no guilty, escape, 664.\\nlet no such, be trusted, 66.\\nlet not, put asunder, 840.\\nlet the end try the, 89.\\nlife of a, a poem, 578.\\nlife of a, faithfully recorded, 578.\\nlife of, a point of time, 729.\\nlife of, less than a span, 170.\\nlife of, solitary, 200.\\nlike to a little kingdom, 111.\\nlittle round fat oily, 357.\\nlittle worse than a, 61.\\nliving dead, 50.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1044.jp2"}, "1039": {"fulltext": "IISTDEX.\\n1015\\nMan, look sad, near to make a, 59.\\nlot assigned to every, 750.\\nlot of, but once to die, 204.\\nlow sitting on the ground, 28.\\nlust in, no charm can tame, 670.\\nmade of a cheese-paring, 90.\\nmade the town, 417.\\nmade us citizens, 657.\\nmakes a death, 308.\\nmakes his own stature, 309.\\nmaketh glad the heart of, 823.\\nman s inhumanity to, 446.\\nmark the perfect, 819.\\nmarks the earth with ruin, 547.\\nmaster of his time, 121.\\nmay fish with the worm, 141.\\nmay last but never lives, 672.\\nmay learn a thousand things, 649.\\nmay see how this world goes, 148.\\nmeaning in saying he is a good, 61.\\nmeasure of the height of, 719.\\nmeets his fate, when the good, 307.\\nmeets his Waterloo, every, 641.\\nmelancholic distracted, 180.\\nmemory of, runneth not, 392.\\nmerciful, 286.\\nmight know the end, that, 115.\\nmildest mannered, 557.\\nmind of desultory, 417.\\nmind the standard of the, 303.\\nmine equal my guide, 820.\\nmisery acquaints a, 43.\\nmore sinned against, 147.\\nmost senseless and fit, 51.\\nmounts through all the spires, 599.\\nmust mind his belly, 371.\\nmust play a part, every, 60.\\nmy foe, to make one worthy, 327.\\nnae, can tether time or tide, 451.\\nnature formed but one such, 552.\\nnature made thee to temper, 280.\\nnever is but always to be blest, 315.\\nno, can lose what he never had, 208.\\nno, ever felt the halter draw, 440.\\nno good, grew rich at once, 713.\\nno, has aught of what he leaves, 145.\\nno, is born an angler, 206.\\nno, is born an artist, 206.\\nno, knows distinctly anything, 766.\\nno, loseth other life than that which\\nhe liveth, 749.\\nno, wicked at once, 721.\\nno wiser for his learning, 195.\\nnot always, actions show the, 320.\\nnot good to be alone, 812.\\nnot made for the Sabbath, 841.\\nnot passion s slave, 138.\\nnot the creature of circumstances, 608.\\nnothing so becomes a, 91.\\nnoticeable, with large gray eyes, 472.\\nnowhere so busy a, 2.\\nof cheerful yesterdays, 481.\\nof contention, 835.\\nof God, round fat oily, 357.\\nof his fate is never wide, 599.\\nof knowledge increaseth strength, 828.\\nof letters amongst men of the world,\\n591.\\nMan of men, the goodliest, 232.\\nof mettle, grasp it like a, 313.\\nof morals, why, 260.\\nof my kidney, 46.\\nof nasty ideas, a nice man is a, 291.\\nof one book, beware of a, 853.\\nof peace and war, 214.\\nof pleasure, a man of pains, 309.\\nof rank as an author, 374.\\nof Ross, sing the, 322.\\nof sovereign parts, 55,\\nof strife, 835.\\nof such a feeble temper, 110.\\nof the world amongst men of letters,\\n591.\\nof unbounded stomach, 100.\\nof unclean lips, 833.\\nof wisdom man of years, 309.\\nof woe, not always a, 487.\\nold age in this universal, 169.\\nold, and no honester than I, 52.\\non his oath or bond, 109.\\none, among a thousand, 830.\\none, excels another, 702.\\none worthy, my foe, 327.\\nonly knows nothing, 718.\\nparchment undo a, 94.\\npartly is and wholly hopes to be, 650.\\npast the wit of, 58.\\npatient in loss, 159.\\npays the public, the tax a, 291.\\npeople arose as one, 814.\\nperils doe enfold the righteous, 27.\\nperfect who understands for himself,\\n693.\\npicked out of ten thousand, 133.\\nplant himself on his instincts, 601.\\nplay the, 685.\\nplays many parts, in his time, 69.\\npoet still more a, 578.\\npoor, a wise, 181.\\npoorest, in his cottage, 365.\\nprentice han she tried on, 446.\\npress not a falling, 99.\\nprofited, what is a, 840.\\nproper, as one shall see, 57.\\nproper judge of the, 715.\\nproposes God disposes, 7.\\nproud man, 48.\\nprudent, looketh well, 826.\\nreading maketh a full, 168.\\nrecovered of the bite, the, 400.\\nreligious, unworthy a, 578.\\nregardeth the life of his beast, 826.\\nremote from, 305.\\nright, in the right place, 642.\\nright judgment of, 578.\\nrights of, 409.\\nrousing herself like a strong, 254.\\nruins of the noblest, 113.\\nsabbath was made for, 841.\\nsadder and a wiser, 499.\\nseasoned life of, 254.\\nsee me more, no, 99.\\nseems the only growth, 394.\\nsensible well-bred, 415.\\nseven women hold of one, 833.\\nshall bear his own burden, 846.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1045.jp2"}, "1040": {"fulltext": "1016\\nINDEX.\\nMan shall cast his idols, 832.\\nshall not live by bread alone, 838.\\nshall these paper bullets awe a, 51.\\nsharpeneth the countenance, 829.\\nshe knows her, 274.\\nshould be upright, 750.\\nshould not be alone, 812.\\nshould render a reason for his faith,\\n460.\\nsleep of a labouring, 830.\\nslumbers of the virtuous, 299.\\nsmell the blood of a British, 147.\\nso faint so spiritless, 88.\\nso frail a thing is, G87.\\nso much one, can do, 263.\\nso various, 268.\\nsorrows of a poor old, 433.\\nsour-complexioned, 206.\\nsoweth that he reaps, 847^\\nspeak every, truth, 847.\\nstate of, like to a little kingdom, 111.\\nstrong, when is, 645.\\nstruggling for life, 370.\\nstruggling in the storms of fate, 336.\\nstudious of change, 417.\\nstudy of mankind is, 317.\\nsuch master such, 21.\\nsuspect your tale untrue, lest, 349.\\nsuspects himself a fool at tliirty, 307.\\ntake him for all in all, 128.\\nteach you more of, 466.\\ntelle a tale after a, 2.\\ntested, metal of a, 663.\\nthankless inconsistent, 307.\\nthat blushes, 309.\\nthat eudureth temptation, 848.\\nthat first eat an oyster, 292.\\nthat hails you Tom or Jack, 423.\\nthat hangs on princes favours, 99.\\nthat hath a tongue, 44.\\nthat hath friends, 827.\\nthat hath his quiver full, 824.\\nthat hath no music in himself, 66.\\nthat is born of woman, 817.\\nthat is not passion s slave, 138.\\nthat lays his hand upon a woman, 463.\\nthat meddles with cold iron, 211.\\nthat old, eloquent, 252.\\nthat makes a character, 311.\\nthat mourns, vile, 316.\\nthat wants money, 733.\\nthe hermit sighed, 513.\\nthe kindest, the best conditioned, 64.\\nthere lived a, in ages past, 496.\\nthere was a little, 519.\\nthis is the state of, 99.\\nthis was a, say to all the world, 115.\\nthou art e en as just a, 137.\\nthou art the, 815.\\nthou pendulum, 546.\\nthoughtless inconsistent, 307.\\nto all the country dear, 396.\\nto double business bound, 139.\\nto fall, caused, 165.\\nto know, enough for, 319.\\nto labour in his vocation, 83.\\nto man, speech made to open, 310.\\nto mend God s work, 270.\\nMan to produce great things, 662.\\nto the last, 90.\\nto whom all Naples is known, 798.\\nto whom old men hearkened, 735.\\ntoo fond to rule alone, 327.\\nturn over half a library, 372.\\ntwins from birth, misery and, 343.\\nunclubable, 371.\\nunder his fig-tree, 836.\\nupon this earth, to every, 593.\\nupright, God hath made, 831.\\nuse doth breed a habit in a, 44.\\nuse it lawfully, if a, 847.\\nused to vicissitudes, 368.\\nvain is the help of, 821.\\nvindicate the ways of God to, 315.\\nvirtue and riches seldom settle on, 190.\\nvirtuous and vicious, 318.\\nwant as an armed, 825.\\nwants but little, 308, 402.\\nwarning for thoughtless, 481.\\nweak and despised old, 147.\\nweigh the, not his title, 282.\\nwell-bred, will not affront me, 415.\\nwell-favoured, to be a, 51.\\nwere wise to see it, if, 184.\\nwhat a piece of work is a, 134.\\nwhat a strange thing is, 559.\\nwhat can an old, do but die, 584.\\nwhat, dare I dare, 122.\\nwhat has been done by, 309.\\nwhen I became a, 845.\\nwhere he dies for, 680.\\nwhere lives the, 492.\\nwhich lighteth every, 842.\\nwhile, is growing, 309.\\nwho could make so vile a pun, 282.\\nwho is not wise is oft the wisest, 472.\\nwho knew more and spoke less, 738.\\nwho makes a count ne er made a, 282.\\nwho much receives, 672.\\nwho smokes, 607.\\nwho tells his wife all he knows, 222.\\nwho turnips cries, 375.\\nwho wants a shirt, 398.\\nwhole duty of, 832.\\nwhose blood is very snow-broth, 47.\\nwhose blood is warm within, 60.\\nwhose breath is in his nostrils, 833.\\nwhose wish and care, 334.\\nwicked all at once, no, 721.\\nwill wait, everything comes if, 609.\\nwind which blows good to no, 20, 90.\\nwise, know himself to be a fool, 71.\\nwise in his own conceit, 828.\\nwit and wisdom born with a, 195.\\nwith a terrible name, 507.\\nwith large gray eyes, 472.\\nwith soul so dead, 488.\\nwithin him hide, what may, 49.\\nwithin this learned, 41.\\nwithout a tear, 516.\\nworth makes the, 319.\\nwould die when the brains were out,\\n122.\\nwriting maketh an exact, 168.\\nwritten out of reputation, 284.\\nyields his breath, when the good, 496.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1046.jp2"}, "1041": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1017\\nMan s apparel, every true, 49.\\nbest things are nearest him, 634.\\nblood, whoso sheddeth, 812.\\ncensure, take each. 130.\\ncheek, stain my, 146.\\ncontumely, the proud, 135.\\ndarling, old, 19.\\ndaughter, this old. 149.\\ndistinctive mark, 650.\\nerring judgment, 323.\\nevery wise, son, 75.\\neye, watch in every old, 106.\\nface, nose on a, 44, 192.\\nfeast, sat at any good, 68.\\nfirst disobedience, 223.\\nfortune, mould of a, 167.\\ngenius is a deity, 742.\\ngood qualities, see a, 578.\\nground, built on another, 45.\\nhand against him, every, 812.\\nhand, cloud like a, 815.\\nhand is not able to taste, 58.\\nhappiness to do proper things, 755.\\nheart deviseth his way, 826.\\nheart, which strengthens, 283.\\nhappiness to do proper things, 755.\\nhouse his castle, 24.\\nillusion given, for, 524.\\nimperial race, 326.\\ningratitude, unkind as, 70.\\ningress to the world, 439.\\ninhumanity to man, 446.\\ninjustice to beasts, 742.\\nlife, he took a, 579.\\nlife, how good is, 647.\\nlife lies within this present, 750.\\nlife is like unto a winter s day, 263.\\nlife, measure of a, 736.\\nlife, short therefore is, 750.\\nloss comes to him from gain, 650\\nlove, a good, 70.\\nlove is a thing apart, 556.\\nmemory, a great, 138.\\nmoney makes the, 757.\\nmortality, watch o er, 478.\\nmost dark extremity, 492.\\nown, to get a, 279.\\npie, no, 98.\\npoison, what s one, 199.\\nprogress through the world, 439.\\nsmile, to share the good, 397.\\ntrue touchstone, 197.\\nunconquerable mind, 471.\\nvirtue nor sufficiency, 53.\\nwickedness, a method in, 197.\\nwill, to live by one, 31.\\nwork is born with him, 656.\\nwork made manifest, 845.\\nMandragora, give me to drink, 157.\\nnot poppy nor, 154.\\nMane, dew-drop from the lion s, 102.\\nhand upon the ocean s, 588.\\nhand upon thy, 548.\\nManger, dog in the, 188.\\nMangled forms, vents in, 68.\\nManhood, bone of, 408.\\ndisappointment of, 608.\\nis a struggle, 608.\\nManhood nor good fellowship in thee, 83.\\nsounder piece of British, 579.\\nManichean god, 421.\\nManifest, made, 842, 845.\\nMankind, beyond myself beyond, 340.\\nbrightest meanest of, 319.\\ncause of, 520.\\ncommon curse of, 102.\\ndeserve better of, 290.\\ndiseases unbidden haunt, 693.\\nenemy to, 76.\\nexample the school of, 411.\\nfree spirit of, 572.\\nfrom China to Peru, 365.\\nin charity to all, 458.\\nlove a lover, all, 602.\\nmisfortunes of, 430.\\nour countrymen are all, 605.\\nproper study of, is man, 317.\\nrespect to the opinions of, 434.\\nsurpasses or subdues, .543.\\nthings are in the saddle and ride, 599.\\nthink their little set, 437.\\ntramples o er, 339.\\nwhat was meant for, 399.\\nwine pernicious to, 338.\\nwoman that seduces all, 348.\\nwrongs of base, 345.\\nMankind s concern, charity, 318.\\nepitome, not one but all, 268.\\nwonder, my delight all, 279.\\nManliest beauty, form of, 436.\\nMan-like is it to fall into sin, 793.\\nManliness of grief, silent, 398.\\nManly blood, ruddy drop of, 602.\\nfoe, give me the, 464.\\nsentiment, nurse of, 410.\\nvoice, his big, 69.\\nManna, his tongue dropped, 226.\\nin the way, you drop, G6.\\nManner, awfully stupendous, 673.\\nborn, to the, 130.\\nis all in all, 414.\\nof men, after the, 844.\\nManners all who saw admired, 444.\\ncatch the, living as they rise, 315.\\ncorrupt good, 846.\\ngentle of affections mild, of, 335.\\ngraced with polished, 422.\\nhad not that repose, her, 623.\\nin the face, saw the, 367.\\nman bewrayed by his, 29.\\nmen s evil, live in brass, 100.\\nmust adorn knowledge, 353.\\nneed the support of manners, 603.\\nthe mildest, 340.\\nthere is nothing settled in, 602.\\nturn with fortunes, 321.\\nwith the bravest mind, mildest, 342.\\nMannish cowards, 66.\\nMansions, build thee more stately, 636.\\nin my Father s house, 843.\\nin the skies, 303.\\nMantle, Aurora displays her, 786.\\nlike a standing pond, 60.\\nmorn in russet, 127.\\nof the standing pool, 147.\\nsilver, threw o er the dark, 233.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1047.jp2"}, "1042": {"fulltext": "1018\\nINDEX.\\nMantle that covers all human thoughts,\\n792.\\nMantuan swan, ages ere the, 414.\\nManus haec inimica tyramiis, 264.\\nManuscript, zigzag, 419.\\nMany a smale maketh a grate, 5.\\na- time and oft, 61.\\nand so many and such glee, 574.\\nare called but few chosen, 840.\\nmade for one, faith of, 318.\\nmust labour for the one, 551.\\nMany-coloured glass, dome of, 565.\\nlife, 366.\\nMany-headed monster, 194, 329, 492.\\nmultitude, 34, 103.\\nMany-twinkling feet, 382.\\nMap me no maps, 862.\\nof busy life, 420.\\nMaps, as geographers crowd their, 722.\\ngeographers in Afric, 289.\\nMar what s well, oft we, 146.\\nyour fortunes, lest it may, 146.\\nMarathon, age spares gray, 541.\\nlooks on the sea, 557.\\nmountains look on, 557.\\nplain of, 369.\\nMarble, deeds writ in, 197.\\nforget thyself to, 249.\\nhalls, I dreamt that I dwelt in, 561.\\nindex of a mind, 475.\\njaws, ponderous and, 131.\\nleapt to life a god, 564.\\nmany a braver, 259.\\nnor gilded monuments, 162.\\nof her snowy breast, 219.\\npoets that lasting, seek, 220.\\nsleep in dull cold, 99.\\nsoftened into life, 329.\\nsoft rain perce the hard, 32.\\nsome write their wrongs in, 314.\\nto retain, 554, 792.\\nwastes, more the, 769.\\nwith his name, mark the, 322.\\nMarbles, mossy, rest, 635.\\nMarbled steep, Sunium s, 558.\\nMarble-hearted fiend, ingratitude, 146.\\nMarcellus exiled feels, 319.\\nMarch, ashbuds in the front of, 625.\\nbeware the Ides of, 110.\\ndrought of, 1.\\nhare, mad as a, 18.\\nides of, are come, 112, 728.\\nis o er the mountain waves, 514.\\nlife s morning, 515.\\nlong majestic, the, 329.\\nnearer home, day s, 497.\\nof intellect, 506.\\nof the human mind, is slow, 408.\\non march on, 804.\\nstormy, has come, 573.\\nthrough Coventry, 86.\\nto the battlefield, 675.\\nwide, the villains, 87.\\nwinds of, with beauty, 77.\\nMarches, funeral, to the grave, 612.\\nto delightful measures, 95.\\nMarched on without impediment, 97.\\nMarcia towers above her sex, 298.\\nMare, grey, the better horse, 17.\\nMargin, meadow of, 442.\\nof fair Zurich s waters, 677.\\nMariana, this dejected, 49.\\nI Mariners of England, ye, 514.\\nMarivaux, romances of, 387.\\nMark, death loves a shining, 309.\\nfellow of no, nor likelihood, 86.\\nhits the, 161.\\nmeasures not men my, 401.\\nmiss the, 439.\\nnow how a plain tale, 85.\\nof virtue, 63.\\npush beyond her, 632.\\nthe archer little meant, 492.\\nthe marble with his name, 322.\\nthe perfect man, 819.\\nwell experienced archer hits the, 161.\\nMark Antony, who lost, the world, 280.\\nMarked him for her own, 386.\\nhim for his own, 208.\\nMarket town, fellow in a, 432.\\nMarks, death aims at fairer, 203.\\nof honest men, titles are, 310.\\nMarlborough s eyes, from, 365.\\nMarie, over the burning, 224.\\nMarlowe s mighty line, 179.\\nMarmion, last words of, 490.\\nMaro sings, scenes that, 421.\\nMarred the lofty line, 489.\\nyoung man married is, 73.\\nMarreth what he makes, 327.\\nMarriage an open question, 602.\\nand hanging go by destiny, 192.\\ncurse of, 154.\\nis a desperate thing, 195.\\nmirth in funeral dirge in, 127.\\nof true minds, 163.\\ntables, furnish forth the, 128.\\nMarriages, why so few, are happy, 291.\\nMarriage-bell, merry as a, 542.\\nMarried in haste, 295.\\nlive till I were, 51.\\nman, Benedick the, 50.\\nto immortal verse, 249.\\nMarrow of tradition, 510.\\nMarry ancient people, 222.\\nproper time to, 417.\\nwhether it was better to, 760.\\nMars, eye like, to threaten, 140.\\nof malcontents, 45.\\nthis seat of, 81.\\nus, it makes us or it, 156.\\nMarshal s truncheon, 47.\\nMarshallest me the way, 119.\\nMartial airs of England, 533.\\ncloak around him, 563.\\noutside, swashing and, 66.\\nMartyr, fallest a blessed, 100.\\nlike a pale, 667.\\nMartyrs, blood of the, 756.\\nnoble army of, 850.\\nworthy of the name, 447.\\nMartyrdom of fame, 552.\\nof John Rogers, 687.\\nMarvellous boy, Chatterton the, 470.\\nthings appear, 718.\\nMary go and call the cattle home, 664.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1048.jp2"}, "1043": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1019\\nMary hath chosen that good part, 842.\\nimage of Bloody, 585.\\nmy sweet Highland, 450.\\nMary-buds, winking, 159.\\nMasque of Italy, the, 544.\\nMasquerade, truth in, 5G0.\\nMass enormous, a, 341.\\nlive as models for the, 648.\\nof matter lost, in the, 342.\\nof millinery, 631.\\nof things to come, 102.\\nMassachusetts, there she is, behold her,\\n532.\\nMast, bends the gallant, 537.\\nlike a drunken sailor on a, 97.\\nnail to the, her holy flag, 635.\\nof some great ammiral, 224.\\nMaster a grief, every one can, 51.\\nBrook, think of that, 46.\\nof his time, every man be, 121.\\nspirits of this age, 112.\\nsuch, such man, 21.\\nthe eternal, found, 366.\\nMasters, noble and approved good, 149.\\nof assemblies, 832.\\nof the things they write, few are, 195.\\nof their fates, men are, 110.\\nspread yourselves, 57.\\nwe cannot all be, 149.\\nMaster s requiem, chants the, 599.\\nspell, kindled by, 455.\\nMasterdom and sway, 117.\\nMasterly inactivity, 457.\\nMaster-passion in the breast, 317.\\nMasterpiece, made his, 120.\\nnature s chief, 279.\\nof nature, a friend is the, 602.\\nMaster-spirit embalmed, 254.\\nMaster-spirits of this age, 112.\\nMastery, strive here for, 229.\\nMastiff greyhound, 148.\\nMasts crack, 37.\\nMat half hung, 322.\\nMatches are made in heaven, 192.\\nMate, choose not alone a proper, 417.\\nMated by the lion, the hind, 73.\\nMater ait natae, 688.\\nMaterials of action, 745.\\nMathematics, angling like, 206.\\nmakes men subtile, 168.\\nMatin bell, each, 500.\\nthe glow-worm shows the, 132.\\nMatrimony, begin with aversion in, 440.\\nMatron s bones, mutine in a, 140.\\nMatter a little fire kindleth, 849.\\nBerkeley said there was no, 560.\\nbook containing such vile, 107.\\nconclusion of the whole, 832.\\nfor a May morning, 76.\\nfor virtuous deeds, 36.\\nhalf knows a, 713.\\nhe that repeateth a, 827.\\nlost in the mass of, 342.\\nlove doth mince this, 152.\\nmince the, 152, 784, 857.\\nmore german to the, 145.\\nmore, with less art, 133.\\nno, Berkeley said, 560.\\nMatter root of the, found in me, 817.\\nso they ended the, 815.\\nsuccess in the smallest, 756.\\nwhat is, never mind, 560.\\nwill make a Star-chamber, 44.\\nwill re-word, I the, 141.\\nwrecks of, the, 299.\\nMatters, amplifying petty, 736.\\nmen may read strange, 117.\\nnot how a man dies, it, 371.\\nof importance, pay attention to, 757.\\nsmall to greater, 157.\\nwill go swimmingly, 791.\\nMatthew, Mark, Luke, and John, 684.\\nMatthew Prior, here lies, 288.\\nMattock and the grave, 308.\\nMaturest counsels, dash, 226.\\nMaturity, excellence to, 713.\\nMaud, come into the garden, 631.\\nMaudlin poetess, a, 326.\\nMavis singing its love-song, 611.\\nMaxim in the schools, an old, 290.\\nscoundrel, 357.\\nthis great, be my virtue s guide, 350.\\nMaxims, hoard of, 626.\\nMay although I care not, 25.\\nas flush as, 139.\\nflowers, clouds that shed, 233.\\nflowery meads in, 199.\\nfull of spirit as the month of, 86.\\nhe that will not when he, 9.\\nI be there to see, 417.\\nin the merry month of, 175.\\nmaids are, when they are maids, 71.\\nmorning, more matter for a, 76.\\nnot, I dare and yet I, 25.\\nQueen o the, 624.\\nwhat potent blood hath modest, 599.\\nwinter chills the lap of, 394.\\nwol have no slogardie a-night, 2.\\nMay s new-fangled mirth, 54.\\nMayde, meke as is a, 1.\\nMaypole in the Strand, where s the, 352.\\nMay-time and cheerful Dawn, 474.\\nMaze, mighty, not without a plan, 314.\\nthrough the mirthful, 395.\\nwandered long in fancy s, 328.\\nMazes, in wandering, lost, 228.\\nMazy progress, 382.\\nMe pinguem et nitidum, 393.\\nMead, floures in the, 6.\\nMeads in May, flowery, 199.\\nnaiads through the dewy, 414.\\nof Asphodel, ever-flowing, 347.\\nMeadow of margin, 442.\\nseek thee in vain by the, 587.\\nsweets of Burn-mill, 474.\\nMeadows brown and sear, 573.\\ndo paint the, with delight, 56.\\ntrim with daisies pied, 248.\\nMeadow-flower its bloom unfold, 487.\\nMeagre were his looks, 108.\\nMeal in a barrel, handful of, 815.\\nMeals, make no long, 398.\\nMean, golden, 345, 424, 714.\\nMeans and appliances, 89.\\nand content, he that wants, 70.\\nand leisure, increased, 608.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1049.jp2"}, "1044": {"fulltext": "\u00e2\u0080\u00a25^,\\n1020\\nINDEX.\\nMeans, end must justify the, 287.\\nget wealth by any, 177.\\nmost good, when fortune, 79.\\nno matter by what, 177.\\nnot, but ends, 502.\\nof evil out of good, 223^\\nof preserving peace, 425.\\nravin up thine own life s, 120.\\nto be of note, youth that, 158.\\nto do ill deeds, 80.\\nto live, save, 43.\\nunto an end, life s but a, 654.\\nwhereby I live, 6o.\\nMeander, as streams, 610.\\nproper, 801.\\nMeaner beauties of the night, 174.\\ncreatures kings, 97.\\nMeanest flower that blows, 478.\\nfloweret of the vale, 386.\\nof mankind, wisest brightest, 319.\\nthing that feels, 472.\\nMeaning, blunders round about a, 327.\\nMeanings, hell is full of good, 205.\\nour fantasies have two, 056.\\nMeant, more, than meets the ear, 250.\\nMeasure for law, we have a, 194.\\nGod gives wind by, 206.\\nof a man s height, 719.\\nof a man s life, 736.\\nof an unmade grave, 108.\\nof my days what it is, 820.\\nof my wrath, 44.\\noften have I sighed to, 470.\\nto tread a, with you, 56.\\nMeasures, delightful, 95.\\nDundee s wild warbling, 447.\\nlife in short, may perfect be, 180.\\nLydian, softly sweet in, 272.\\nnot men, 401, 408.\\nMeasured by deeds not years, 443.\\nby my soul, 303.\\nmany a mile to tread a measure, 56.\\nphrase and choice word, 470.\\nMeasureless content, shut up in, 119.\\nto man, caverns, 500.\\nMeat, after, comes mustard, 786.\\nand cannot eat, some have, 452.\\nand drink to me, 71.\\nas an egg is full of, 107.\\nAre and clothes, 322.\\nGod sendeth both mouth and, 20.\\nheaven sends us good, 388.\\nI cannot eat but little, 22.\\nis too good for any but anglers, 208.\\nit feeds on, mock the, 153.\\nnever to say grace to his, 291.\\nor drink, is another s, 199.\\noutdid the, 203.\\nstrong, for age, 848.\\nupon what, doth Caesar feed, 110.\\nMeats, funeral baked, 128.\\nMecca saddens at the delay, 356.\\nMeccas of the mind, 562.\\nMechanic art, made poetry a mere, 414.\\nlawyer without literature, a, 493.\\noperation, poetry a mere, 215.\\npacings to and fro, 625.\\nslaves, 159.\\nMechanized automaton, 567.\\nMeddles with cold iron, 211.\\nMeddling, every fool will be, 827.\\nMede, all the floures in the, 6.\\nMedes and Persians, law of the, 835.\\nMedicinable, some griefs are, 159.\\nMedicinal gum, 157.\\nMedicine, doeth good like a, 827.\\nfor the soul, 809.\\nmiserable have no other, 48.\\nthee to that sweet sleep, 154.\\nworse than the malady, 184.\\nMedicines at the outset, use, 713.\\nto make me love, 84.\\nMedio de fonte leporum, 540.\\nMeditate the thankless muse, 247.\\nMeditation, let us all to, 94.\\nmaiden, fancy-free, 58.\\nMeditations, thy testimonies are my, 823.\\nMeditative spleen, 480.\\nMedium, knows no cold, 339.\\nMeed of some melodious tear, 247.\\nsweat for duty not for, 67.\\nMeek and gentle, I am, 113.\\nand lowly pure and holy, 611.\\nand quiet spirit, 849.\\nas is a niayde, 1.\\nborne his faculties so, 118.\\nnature s evening comment, 483.\\npatient humble spirit, 182.\\nthan fierce, safer being, 650.\\nMeek-eyed morn, 355.\\nMeet again, if we do, 115.\\nit is I set it down, 132.\\nme by moonlight alone, 594.\\nmortality, how gladly would I, 239.\\nnurse for a poetic child, 489.\\nthe like a pleasant thought, 473.\\nthee at thy coming, 833.\\nwhen shall we three, 115.\\nMeets the ear, more than, 250.\\nMeetest for death, 64.\\nMeeting, broke the good, 122.\\njourneys end in lovers, 75.\\nof gentle lights, 256.\\nMeetings, changed to merry, 95.\\nMelancholic distracted man, 180.\\nMelancholy as a battle won, 463.\\nbait, fish not with this, 60.\\nboughs, under the shade of, 68.\\nbut only, sweetest melancholy, 184.\\nchord in, 584.\\ndays are come, 573.\\ndisposition, he is of a very, 50.\\ngrace, elysian beauty, 482.\\ngreen and yellow, 76.\\nhardships prevent, 373.\\njoy of evils past, 346.\\nmain, amid the, 357.\\nmarked him for her own, 386.\\nmen are most witty, 189.\\nmoping, and moon-struck madness,\\n240.\\nmost musical most, 249.\\nnaught so sweet as, 185.\\nof mine own, it is a, 70.\\nslow, remote unfriended, 394.\\nthere s such a charm in, 456.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1050.jp2"}, "1045": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1021\\nMelancholy train, forced from their\\nhomes a, 395.\\nwaste, ocean s gray and, 572.\\nwhat charm can soothe her, 403.\\nMellow, goes to bed, 184.\\nrich and ripe, 555.\\ntoo, for me, 350.\\nwhether grave or, 300.\\nMellowed long, fruit that, 276.\\nto that tender light, 551.\\nMellowing of occasion, 55.\\nyear, before the, 246.\\nMelodie, foules maken, 1.\\nmy hive s like the, 451.\\nMelodies, heard, are sweet, 576.\\nsweetest, are those, 477.\\nthe echoes of that voice, 502.\\nthousand, unheard before, 455.\\nMelodious birds sing madrigals, 41.\\nsound eftsoones they heard, 28.\\nstrains, heaven s, 640.\\ntear, meed of some, 247.\\nMelody, blundering kind of, 269.\\ncrack the voice of, 635.\\nfalling in, back, 504.\\nof every grace, 259.\\nwith charmed, 677.\\nMelrose by the pale moonlight, 487.\\nMelt and dispel ye spectre-doubts, 513.\\nat others woe, 335, 346.\\nin her mouth, butter would not,\\n13, 292.\\nin her own fire, 140.\\ninto sorrow, 549.\\ntoo solid flesh would, 127.\\nMelts the mind to love, pity, 272.\\nMelted into air into thin air, 43.\\nMelting airs or martial, 422.\\ncharity, open as day for, 90.\\nmood, unused to the, 157.\\nMember joint or limb, 228.\\ntongue an 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rooted sorrow, 125.\\nrunneth not to the contrary, 392.\\nsilent shore of, 481.\\ntable of my, 132.\\ntakes them to her caverns, 581.\\nthou art dear to, 587.\\nthrong into my, 243.\\nto convict of plagiarism, a, 376.\\nto keep good acts in, 171.\\nvibrates in the, music, 567.\\nwakes the bitter, 231.\\nwarder of the brain, 119.\\nWashington s awful, 507.\\nwatches o er the sad review, 513.\\nwill bring back the feeling, 689.\\nMen able to rely upon themselves, 438.\\nabout me that are fat, 111.\\nabove that which is written, 845.\\nabove the reach of ordinary, 470.\\nadversity is the test of strong, 197.\\nafter the manner of, 844.\\naged, full loth and slow, 492.\\nall, are created equal, 434.\\nall, are liars, 823.\\nall things to all, 845.\\nand women merely players, 69.\\nare April when the} 7 woo, 71.\\nare but children of a larger growth,\\n275.\\nare fit for, which ordinary, 146.\\nare used as they use others, 691.\\nare we and must grieve, 471.\\nare you good, and true, 51.\\nbad, live to eat and drink, 738.\\nbelow and saints above, 487.\\nbeneath the rule of, 606.\\nbest of, that e er wore earth, 182.\\nbetray, finds too late that, 403.\\nbodies of unburied, 181.\\nbusy companies of, 263.\\nbusy haunts of, 570.\\nbusy hum of, 249.\\nby losing rendered sager, 554.\\nby their professions judge of, 644.\\nby whom impartial laws were given,\\n313.\\ncallen daisies in our toun, 6.\\ncan counsel and speak comfort, 53.\\ncause that wit is in other, 88.\\ncheerful ways of, 230.\\ncircumstances the creatures of, 608.\\nclaret for boys port for, 374.\\nclever, are good, 578.\\ncompany of righteous, 698.\\ncomprehend all vagrom, 52.\\ncondemned alike to groan, 381.\\ncontending with adversity, 190.\\ncradled into poetry, 566.\\ncrowd of common, 209.\\ncuckoo mocks married, 56.\\ndaily do not knowing what they do, 52.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1051.jp2"}, "1046": {"fulltext": "1022\\nIXDEX.\\nMen dare do what men may do, 52.\\ndear to gods and, 347.\\ndecay, wealth accumulates and, 396.\\nDecember when they wed, 71.\\ndeeds are, 206.\\ndeep, natural philosophy makes, 168.\\ndo not your alms before, 838.\\ndoubt, tiU all, 332.\\ndown among the dead, 672.\\ndraw, as they ought to be, 399.\\ndrink, reasons why, 793.\\ndying man to dying, 670.\\nendure, hope of all ills, 261.\\nequal in presence of death, 708.\\nerring, call chance, 245.\\nevil that, do, 113.\\neyes of, are idly bent, 82.\\nfar from the ways of, 345.\\nfates of mortal, 341.\\nfavour the deceit, 276.\\nfew, admired by their domestics, 778.\\nfirst produced in fishes, 739.\\nfoolery of wise, 60.\\nfor the use and benefit of, 266.\\nfrom a former generation, 530.\\nfrom the chimney-corner, 34.\\ngods and godlike, 541.\\ngods superintend the affairs of, 760.\\ngood, eat and drink to live, 738.\\ngood will toward, 841.\\ngoodliest man of, 232.\\ngratitude of, 466.\\ngratitude of most, 796.\\ngreat nature made us, 657.\\ngreat, not always wise, 817.\\ngreat, not great scholars, 63S.\\ngreatest clerks not the wisest, 17.\\ngreatest, oftest wrecked, 240.\\nhappy breed of, 81.\\nhave died not for love, 71.\\nhave lost their reason, 113.\\nhave their price, all, 304.\\nhearts of oak are our, 388.\\nheaven hears and pities, 343.\\nheights reached by great, 616.\\nhistories make, wise, 168.\\nhonest in the sight of all, 844.\\nhopes of living to be brave, 251.\\nignorance plays the chief part among,\\n758.\\nimpious, bear sway, 298.\\nin great place, are servants, 165.\\nin obedience, supreme powers keep,\\n193.\\nin the brains of, 111.\\nin the catalogue ye go for, 121.\\nin the mouths of, 162.\\nin these degenerate days, 337.\\njudge, by their success, 795.\\njustifiable to, 242.\\njustify the ways of God to, 223.\\nliterary, a perpetual priesthood, 577.\\nlive peaceably with all, 844.\\nlived like fishes, 264.\\nlived to eat, 760.\\nlives of great, all remind us, 612.\\nlodging-place of wayfaring, 835.\\nlooks through the deeds of, 111.\\nMen made, and not made them well, 137.\\nman of letters amongst, 591.\\nmasters of their fates, 110.\\nmay come and men may go, 627.\\nmay live fools, 308.\\nmay read strange matters, 117.\\nmeasures not, 401, 408.\\nmelancholy, are the most witty, 189.\\nmet each other with erected look, 269.\\nmidst the shock of, 541.\\nmodest, are dumb, 454.\\nmost infamous, 41 3.\\nmost, were bad, 758.\\nmost wretched, 566.\\nmoulded out of faults, best, 50.\\nmust be taught, 325.\\nmust work, 664.\\nmy brothers, 626.\\nnation of gallant, 409.\\nnobleness in other, 656.\\nnor wrong these holy, 540.\\nof Boston, solid, 432.\\nof few words are the best, 91.\\nof high degree and low degree, 821.\\nof honour and of cavaliers, 409.\\nof inward light, 214.\\nof light and leading, 410.\\nof most renowned virtue, 255.\\nof polite learning, 284.\\nof sense approve, 324.\\nof the same religion, sensible, 610.\\nof these degenerate days, 337.\\nof wit will condescend, 290.\\nold, shall dream dreams, 836.\\nonly disagree of creatures rational,\\n227.\\nought to investigate things, 759.\\npoet still more a man than are, 578.\\npossess a poison for serpents, 718.\\npower makes slaves of, 567.\\nproper, as ever trod, 110.\\npropose, why don t the, 581.\\nput an enemy in their mouths, 152.\\nquit yourselves like, 814.\\nquotation the parole of literary, 374,\\nrich, rule the law, 395.\\nrise on stepping stones, 631\\nroll of common, So.\\nruined by their propensities, 411.\\nsailors are but, 61.\\nsay nothing in dangerous times, wise,\\n196.\\nschemes o mice and, 446.\\nscience that, lere, 6.\\nself-made, 637.\\nshame to, 227.\\nshe takes the breath away of, 621\\nshiver when thou art named, 354.\\nshould fear, strange that, 112.\\nshut doors against a setting sun, 109.\\nsicken of avarice, old, 173.\\nsin without intending it, 751.\\nsleek-headed, 111.\\nsmile no more, 348.\\nso are they all honourable, 113.\\nso many minds, so many, 704.\\nSocrates the wisest of, 241.\\nsome 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dying, 81.\\ntruths which are not for all, 801.\\ntwelve good, into a box, 528.\\ntwelve honest, have decided, 671.\\nunlearned, of books, 310.\\nvarious are the tastes of, 391.\\nwe are, my liege, 121.\\nwe petty, walk under his legs, 110.\\nwere deceivers ever, 51.\\nwere living before Agamemnon, 555.\\nwhen bad, combine, 408.\\nwhen, speak well of you, 841.\\nwhich never were, 72.\\nwhich ordinary, are fit for, 146.\\nwho can hear the Decalogue, 468.\\nwho clung to their first fault, 643.\\nwho have failed in literature, 609.\\nwho know their rights, 438.\\nwho prefer any load of infamy, 462.\\nwho their duties know, 438.\\nwhose heads do grow beneath their\\nshoulders, 150.\\nwhose visages do cream and mantle,\\n60.\\nwiser by weakness, 221.\\nwith mothers and wives, 585.\\nwith sisters dear, 585.\\nwomen and Herveys, 461.\\nworld knows nothing of its greatest,\\n5$4.\\nworld was worthy such, 620.\\nworth a thousand, 492.\\nwould be angels, 316.\\nyou took them for, not the, 52.\\nyoung, fitter to invent, 167.\\nyoung, shall see visions, 835.\\nyoung, think old men fools, 36.\\nMen s bones, full of dead, 841.\\nbusiness and bosoms, 164.\\ncharitable speeches, 170.\\ncottages princes palaces, 60.\\nMen s counters, words are, 200.\\ndaughters, words are, 368.\\ndream, the old, 208.\\nevil manners live in brass, 100.\\nfacts, precedents for poor, 36.\\njudgments are a parcel, 158.\\nlabours and peregrinations, 170.\\nlives, ye are buying, 493.\\nmisery, became the cause of all, 31.\\nnames, that syllable, 243.\\nnurses, wives are old, 165.\\noffice to speak patience, 53.\\nsmiles, there s daggers in, 120.\\nsouls, times that try, 431.\\nstuff, disposer of other, 175.\\nthoughts according to their inclina-\\ntions, 167.\\nvision, the young, 268.\\nwives are young, mistresses, 165.\\nMend God s work, man to, 270.\\nit or be rid on t, 121.\\nlacks time to, 594.\\nyour speech a little, 146.\\nMendacity, tempted into, 639.\\nMended from that tongue, came, 333.\\nlittle said is soonest, 200, 787.\\nnothing else but to be, 211.\\nold houses, 296.\\nMenial, pampered, 433.\\nMens regnum bona possidet, 22.\\nMention her, no we never, 581.\\nMentions hell to ears polite, never, 322.\\nMentioned, better be damned than not,\\n431.\\nMerchant, over-polite, 528.\\nMerchants are princes, whose, 834.\\nwhere, most do congregate, 61.\\nMercies of the wicked, 826.\\nMerciless stepmother, 717.\\nMercury can rise, Venus sets ere, 336.\\nlike feathered, 86.\\nlike the herald, 140.\\nthe words of, are harsh, 57.\\nMercy and truth are met, 821.\\nasked I mercy found, 684.\\never hope to have, 29.\\nGod all, is a God unjust, 308.\\nI to others show, 29, 334.\\nis above this sceptred sway, 64.\\nis nobility s true badge, 103.\\nis not strained, 64.\\nla belle dame sans, 575.\\nnothing becomes them as, 47.\\nnothing emboldens sin so much as.\\n109.\\nof a rude stream, 99.\\nrender the deeds of, 65.\\nseasons justice, 65.\\nshown, lovelier tilings have, 548.\\nshut the gates of, 385.\\nsighed farewell, 551.\\ntemper justice with, 239.\\nunto others show, 29.\\nupon us miserable sinners, 850.\\nwe do pray for, 65.\\nMere, lady of the, 472.\\nMeridian of my glory, 99.\\nMerit, as if her, lessened yours, 377.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1053.jp2"}, "1048": {"fulltext": "1024\\nINDEX.\\nMerit, candle to thy, 362.\\ndisplays distinguished, 358.\\nenvy will pursue, 324.\\nheaven by making earth a hell, 540.\\nraised, by, 226.\\nsense of your great, 423.\\nspurns that patient, takes, 135.\\nwins the soul, 326.\\nMerits, careless their, 396.\\ndumb on their own, 454.\\nhandsomely allowed, 374.\\nto disclose, no further his, 386.\\nMermaid, things done at the, 196.\\nMeroe Nilotic isle, 240.\\nMerrier man, a, 55.\\nmore the, 19.\\nMerrily shall I live now, 43.\\nMerriment, flashes of, 144.\\nMerry and wise, 9, 37, 450, 689.\\nas a marriage-bell, 542.\\nas the day is long, 50.\\nboys are we, three, 184.\\ndancing drinking time, 272.\\neat drink and be, 831.\\nfeast, great welcome makes a, 50.\\nfool to make me, 71.\\nheart goes all the day, 77.\\nheart hath a continual feast, 826.\\nI am not, 151.\\nin hall where beards wag all, 21.\\nlet s be, 199.\\nmeetings, changed to, 95.\\nmonarch scandalous and poor, 279.\\nmonth of May, 175.\\nroundelay, 25.\\nswithe it is in hall, 21.\\nwhen I hear sweet music, 65.\\nMerryman and Doctor Quiet, 293.\\nMessage of despair, 513.\\nMessee, herbs and other country, 248.\\nMessmates hear a brother sailor, 672.\\nMet, hail fellow well, 290.\\nnight that first we, 581.\\nno sooner, but they looked, 71.\\npart of all that I have, 625.\\nt was in a crowd, 581.\\nMetal, breed for barren, 61.\\nflowed to human form, 329.\\nmore attractive, 138.\\nnot the king s stamp makes better\\nthe, 282.\\nof a man tested, 663.\\nrang true, 660.\\nsonorous, 224.\\nMetamorphosis, in a state of, 756.\\nMetaphor, betrayed into no, 528.\\nMetaphysic wit, high as, 210.\\nMeteor flag of England, 515.\\nharmless flaming, 224, 261.\\nlike a fast-flitting, 561.\\nray, fancy s, 447.\\nstreamed like a, 383.\\nstreaming to the wind, 224.\\nMethod in madness, 133.\\nin man s wickedness, 197.\\nof making a fortune, 387.\\nMethought I heard a voice, 119.\\nMetre ballad-mongers, 85.\\nMetre of an antique song, 161.\\nMettle, a lad of, a good boy, 84.\\ngrasp it like a man of, 313.\\nMew, be a kitten and cry, 85.\\nthe cat will, 145.\\nMe-wards, affection s strong to, 202.\\nMewing her mighty youth, 255.\\nMewling and puking, 69.\\nMice and rats and such small deer, 147.\\nbest-laid schemes o 446.\\ndesert a falling house, 719.\\nfeet like little, 256.\\nfishermen appear like, 148.\\nHiching mallecho, this is, 138.\\nMickle is the powerful grace, 106.\\nMicroscopic eye, 316.\\nMidas me no Midas, 862.\\nMidday beam, at the full, 255.\\nsun, under the, 244.\\nMiddle age, companions for, 165.\\nof the night, vast and, 128.\\non his bold visage, 491.\\ntree, tree of life the, 232.\\nwall of partition, 847.\\nMidnight brought on the dusky hour,\\n235.\\ncrew, Comus and his, 383.\\ndances and the public show, 385.\\ndead of, the noon of thought, 433.\\nflower, pleasure like the, 520.\\ngravity out of bed at, 85.\\nhags, secret black and, 123.\\nheard the chimes at, 90.\\nhours, mournful, 617.\\nin the solemn, centuries ago, 642.\\niron tongue of, 59.\\nmurder many a foul and, 383.\\noil consumed, 348.\\nrevels by a forest side, 225.\\nshout and revelry, 243.\\nstars of, shall be dear, 469.\\nMid-noon risen on, 235, 476.\\nMidst of life we are in death, 851.\\nMidsummer, as the sun at, 86.\\nmadness, this is very, 76.\\nMidwife, she is the fairies 104.\\nMien carries more invitation, 297.\\nmonster of so frightful, 317.\\nsuch a face and such a, 269.\\nMight and main, do with, 603.\\ndo it with thy, 831.\\nfaith that right makes, 622.\\nhave been, it, 619.\\nhonest man s aboon his, 452.\\nin their hour of, 526.\\nof our sovereign, 29.\\nof the gods, 698.\\ntry with all my, 535.\\nwould not when he, 405.\\nMightier far is love, 482.\\nMightiest in the mightiest, 64.\\nJulius fell, 126.\\nMightily strive, 72.\\nMighty above all things, 836.\\nale a large quart, of, 3.\\nall the proud and, 358.\\ncrack, hear the, 300.\\ndead, converse with the, 356.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1054.jp2"}, "1049": {"fulltext": "LN DEX.\\n1025\\nMighty, death, eloquent just and, 26.\\nfallen, how are the, 815.\\nfortress is our God, 770.\\nheart is lying still, 470.\\nills, what, 260.\\nlarge bed, bed of honour a, 305.\\nline, Marlowe s, 179.\\nmaze but not without a plan, 314.\\nminds of old, 506.\\norb of song, 479.\\npain it is to love, 261.\\nshrine of the, 548.\\nstate s decrees, mould a, 633.\\nwhile ago, 177.\\nworkings, hum of, 576.\\nyour hearts are, 46.\\nyouth, niewing her, 255.\\nMild philosophy, calm lights of, 297.\\nMildest-mannered man, 557.\\nMildness, ethereal, 355.\\nMile, measured many a, 56.\\nMiles asunder, villain and he are, 108.\\ntravelled twelve stout, 472.\\ntwelve, from a lemon, 460.\\nMilitia, the rude, 273.\\nMilk, adversity s sweet, 108.\\nand honey, flowing with, 813.\\nand water, happy mixtures of, 554.\\nof concord, sweet, 124.\\nof human kindness, 117.\\nof Paradise, drunk the, 500.\\nsuch as have need of, 848.\\nMilk-white before now purple, 58.\\nlamb, Una with her, 477.\\nthorn, beneath the, 447.\\nMilky baldric of the skies, 573=\\nmothers, 27, 494.\\nway V the sky, 256.\\nway, solar walk or, 315.\\nMill, brook that turns a, 455.\\nGod s, grinds slow but sure, 206.\\n1 wandered by the, 034.\\nmore water glideth by the, 104.\\nmuch water goeth by the, 18.\\nMiller sees not all the water, 192.\\nthere was a jolly, 427,\\nMiller s golden thumb, 2.\\nMillers thin, bone and skin two, 351.\\nMilliner, perfumed like a, 83.\\nMillinery, mass of, 631.\\nMillion acres, Cleon hath a, 653.\\nmisses an unit aiming at a, 046.\\npleased not the, 134.\\nMillions boast, who dost thy. 261.\\nfor defence, 673.\\niu tears, leaves. 655.\\nof spiritual creatures, 234.\\nof surprises. 205.\\nsaddled and bridled, 682.\\nthink, perhaps makes, 558.\\nyet to be, thanks of, 562.\\nMills of God grind slowly, 793.\\nMillstone hanged about his neck, 842.\\nhard as the nether, 818.\\nlook through a, 33.\\nsee into a, 789.\\nseen far in a, 13.\\nKilo s end, remember, 278.\\nMilton, faith and morals of, 472.\\nround the path of, 485.\\nshouldst be living, 472.\\nsome mute inglorious, 385.\\nthat mighty orb of song, 479.\\nthe divine, 479.\\nthe sightless. 4^3.\\nto give a, birth, 414.\\nMilton s golden lyre, 391.\\nMince the matter, s57.\\nthis matter, 152, 784.\\nMincing, walking and, ^33.\\nMind, absence of, 509.\\nappearances to the. 744.\\nas the, is pitched, 421.\\nbanquet of the. 346.\\nbe ye all of one, 849.\\nbeneficent of, 343.\\nbettering of my, 42.\\nblameless, a. oil\\nbliss centres in the, 395.\\nblotted from his, 314.\\nbody or estate, 850.\\nbreathing from her face, 550.\\nclothed and in his right, 841.\\nconquest of the, 345.\\nconscious of rectitude, 707.\\ndagger of the, 119.\\ndamning those they have no, to, 211,\\ndesires of the, 169.\\ndid rninde his grace, never. 23.\\ndiseased, minister to a, 125.\\neducation forms the common, 320.\\nencyclopedic, 593.\\nexercise is strength of, 317.\\nfarewell the tranquil, 154.\\nfire from the, 542.\\nfirm capacious, 342.\\nfleet is a glance of the, 416.\\nforbids to crave, 22.\\nglimmer on my, to, 514.\\ngood, possesses a kingdom, 22.\\ngrand prerogative of, 534.\\ngrateful, by owing owes not, 231.\\nhis eyes are in his, 503.\\nhow love exalts the, 273.\\nimmortal remains, 341.\\nin ruins, the human, 682.\\nin the victor s, 299.\\nis bent, when to ill thy, 345.\\nis clouded with a doubt, 629.\\nis God, our, 742.\\nis its own place, 224.\\nis pitched, as the. 421.\\nis the judge of the man, 715.\\nis the lever of all things, 530.\\nlarge and fruitful, 168.\\nlast infirmity of noble, 247.\\nlaugh that spoke the vacant, 396.\\nleafless desert of the. 549.\\nlove looks with the. 57.\\nmagic of the, the. 551.\\nmakes the mar:.\\nman s unconquerable, 471=\\nmarble index of a. 475.\\nmarch of the human, 408,\\nMeccas of the, 562.\\nmen to be of one, 851.\\n65", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1055.jp2"}, "1050": {"fulltext": "1(726\\nINDEX.\\nMind, mildest manners with bravest, 342.\\nmisguide the, 323.\\nmusing in his sullein, 28.\\nnarrowed his, 399.\\nnoble, o erthrown, 136.\\nnobler in the, to suiter, 135.\\nnoblest, the best contentment has, 27.\\nnot body enough to cover his, 460.\\nnot to be changed, 224.\\nnot what thou lackest, 754.\\nof desultory man, 417.\\nof man, in the, 467.\\nof man, wine shows the, 694.\\none, in an house, 851.\\noppressed with clumps, 404.\\nOthello s visage in his, 151.\\nout of sight out of, 7, 35.\\noutbreak of a fiery, 133.\\npen is the tongue of the, 789.\\npersuaded in his own, 845.\\nphilosophy inclineth a man s, 166.\\npity melts the, to love, 272.\\nplead it in heart and, 387.\\npower to broaden the, 750.\\nquite vacant, 415.\\nraise and erect the, 169.\\nriches of the, 737.\\nsad thoughts to the, 466.\\nserene for contemplation, 349.\\nshe had a frugal, 417.\\nstandard of the man, 303.\\nsteady, ballast to keep the, 662.\\nstrong and sound, 373.\\nsuspicion haunts the guilty, 95.\\ntalk only to conceal the, 310.\\nthat builds for aye, 485.\\nthat makes the man, 707.\\nthat very fiery particle, 560.\\nthe philosophic, 478.\\ntime out of, 104.\\nto change thy, 754.\\nto glimmer on my, 514.\\nto me a kingdom is, 22.\\nto me an empire is, 22.\\nto mind heart to heart, 488.\\ntorture of the, 121.\\nunconquerable, the, 382.\\nuntutored, sees God in clouds, 315.\\nvacant, and body filled, 92.\\nvacant, is a mind distressed, 415.\\nwell-ordered, 751.\\nwere weight, if, 483.\\nwhat I am taught, 535.\\nwhat you are pleased to call your, 861.\\nwhose body lodged a mighty, 338.\\nwhose well-taught, 343.\\nwisest books in her, 261.\\nMinds, admiration of weak, 240.\\nare not ever craving, 444.\\nbalm of hurt, 120.\\ninnocent and quiet, 260.\\nled captive, 240.\\nmarriage of true, 163.\\nof old, the mighty, 506.\\nof some of our statesmen, 518.\\npowers which impress our, 466.\\nso many men so many, 704.\\nthat have nothing to confer, 487.\\nMind s construction in the face, 117.\\neye Horatio, in my, 128.\\nMindful what it cost, ever, 465.\\nMinden s plain, on, 427.\\nMine be a cot beside the hill, 455.\\nbe the breezy hill, 428.\\nbright jewels of the, 569.\\neye seeth thee, 818.\\nfairy of the, 245.\\nown, do what I will with, 840.\\nwhat is yours is, 50.\\nMines for coal and salt, 563.\\nMingle mingle mingle, 173.\\nMingled yarn, 74.\\nMinions of the moon, 82.\\nMinister, one fair spirit for my, 547.\\nso sore, no, 328.\\nthou flaming, 156.\\nto a mind diseased, 125.\\nto himself, the patient must, 125.\\nMinisters of grace defend us, 130.\\nof love, all are but, 501.\\nMinistering angel, 144, 490.\\nMinnows, Triton of the, 103.\\nMinor pants for twenty-one, the, 329.\\nMinstrel lead, Mercy this, 473.\\nraptures swell, no, 488.\\nring the fuller, in, 633.\\nMinstrelsy, brayed with, 109.\\nMint and anise, tithe of, 840.\\nof phrases in his brain, 54.\\nMinuet in Ariadne, 441.\\nMinute, Cynthia of this, 321.\\nof heaven, one, 526.\\nspeak more in a, 107.\\nsuppliance of a, 129.\\nMinutes count by sensations, 608.\\nin forty, 58.\\nmake the ages, 642.\\nwhat damned, tells he o er, 153.\\nMinute-hand, his conversation shows not\\nthe, 376.\\nMiracle instead of wit, 311.\\nMiracles are past, 73.\\nof precocity, 718.\\nMiraculous organ, with most, 135.\\nMire, learning will be cast into the, 410.\\nwater never left man in the, 109.\\nMirror, honest wife s truest, 463.\\nin that just, 309.\\nof all courtesy, 98.\\nof constant faith, 342.\\nof friendship, 695.\\nof the soul, speech is a, 714.\\nthou glorious, 547.\\nup to nature, to hold the, 137.\\nwarped, to a gaping age, 564.\\nMirrors of the gigantic shadows, 568.\\nMirth and fun grew fast and furious,\\n451.\\nand innocence, 554.\\nand laughter, 557.\\nand tears, humblest, 468.\\ncan into folly glide, how, 492.\\ndisplaced the, 122.\\nfar from all resort of, 250.\\nhe is all, 51.\\nin funeral dirge in marriage, 127.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1056.jp2"}, "1051": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1027\\nMirth, limit of becoming, 55.\\nMay s new-fangled, 54.\\nmixed wisdom with, 399,\\nof its December, 595.\\nstring attuned to, 584.\\nthat after no repenting draws, 252.\\nMirthful maze, through the, 395.\\nMisapplied, virtue turns vice being, 106.\\nMisbegotten knaves, 84.\\nMisbeliever, you call me, 61.\\nMiscarriage in war, a second, 733.\\nMischief, beauty is an ivory, 761.\\nfor idle hands, 302.\\nhand to execute any, 255.\\nin every deed of, 430.\\nit means, 138.\\nneglect may breed, 360.\\nplace which has done man, 715.\\nSatan finds some, 302.\\nsmile with an intent to do, 186.\\nMischievous thing spoken unawares, 733.\\nMiser, honesty dwells like a, 72.\\nMiser s pensioner, to be a, 475.\\ntreasure, unsunned heaps of, 244.\\nMiserable comforters are ye all, 817.\\nhave no other medicine, 48.\\nnight, I have passed a, 96.\\nsinners, mercy upon us, 850.\\nto be weak is, 223.\\nMiseries, in shallows and in, 115.\\nMisery acquaints a man with strange bed-\\nfellows, 43.\\nand man from birth, 343.\\nbecame the cause of all men s, 31.\\nchild of, baptized in tears, 427.\\ncold to distant, 430.\\ncompanions in, 714.\\ncompany in, 192.\\nhad worn him to the bones, 108.\\nhalf our, from our foibles, 437.\\nhappy time in, 618.\\nhe gave to, all he had, 386.\\nis at hand, 769.\\npoets in their, dead, 470.\\nsacred to gods is, 343.\\nsteeped to the lips in, 614.\\nvow an eternal, together, 280.\\nMisery s darkest cavern, 366.\\nMisfortune, delight in another s, 710.\\nmade the throne her seat, 301.\\nMisfortunes, bear another s, 336.\\ndelight in others 407.\\nhardest to bear, 663.\\nignorance of one s, 698.\\nlaid in one heap, 736r~\\noccasioned by man, 718.\\nof mankind, 430.\\nof others, to endure the, 794.\\nMisfortune s book, writ in sour, 108.\\nMisgivings, blank, 478.\\nMishaps, wisdom from another s, 713.\\nMisled by fancy s meteor ray, 447.\\nMislike me not for my complexion, 62.\\nMisquote, enough learning to, 539.\\nMiss, nature cannot, 272.\\nnot the discourse of the elders, 837.\\nMissed it lost it forever, we, 650.\\nMist in my face, to feel the, 650.\\nMist is dispelled when a woman appears,\\n348.\\nobscures, no, 507.\\nof years, dim with the, 541.\\nresembles rain, as, 614.\\nMistake, there is no, 463.\\nyou lie under a, 292, 567.\\nMistletoe hung in the castle hall, 582.\\nMistress of her art, 446.\\nof herself, 322.\\nsuch, such Nan, 21.\\nMistresses, wives are young men s, 165.\\nMistress eyebrow, 69.\\nMisty mountain-tops, 108.\\nMisunderstood, to be great is to be, 601.\\nMisused wine, poison of, 243.\\nMithridates, half, 593.\\nMixture of earth s mould, 243.\\nMixtures of more happy days, 554.\\nMoan of doves, 630.\\nMoat defensive to a house, 81.\\nMoated grange, at the, 49.\\nMob of gentlemen, 329.\\nMock a broken charm, 500.\\nat sin, fools make a, 826.\\nsit in the clouds and, 89.\\nthe air with idle state, 383.\\nthe meat it feeds on, 153.\\nyour own grinning, 144.\\nMocks married men, the cuckoo, 56.\\nme with the view, 394.\\nMocked himself, smiles as if he, 111.\\nMocker, wine is a, 827.\\nMockery and a snare, 527.\\nhence unreal, 122.\\nking of snow, 82.\\nof woe, bear about the, 335.\\nover slaves, in, 518.\\nMocking the air with colours idly spread,\\n80.\\nMode of the lyre, each, 519.\\nModel of the barren earth, 82.\\nthen draw the, 88.\\nModels for the mass, live as, 648.\\nModerate haste, one with, 129.\\nthe rancour of your tongue, 672.\\nModeration is the silken string, 182.\\nobserve, 694.\\nthe gift of heaven, 698.\\nModerator of passions, 207.\\nModern instances, wise saws and, 69.\\nModes of faith, 318.\\nModest doubt, 102.\\nmen are dumb, 454.\\npride and coy submission, 232.\\nstillness and humility, 91.\\nthe quip, 72.\\nzealous yet, 428.\\nModesty, bounds of, 108.\\ndowncast, concealed, 356.\\ngrace and blush of, 140.\\nis a candle to thy merit, 362.\\nof nature, o erstep not the, 137.\\npure and vestal, 108.\\nModification, bad plan that admits no,\\n710.\\nMoles and to the bats, 832.\\nMole-hill, mountain of, 675.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1057.jp2"}, "1052": {"fulltext": "1028\\nINDEX.\\nMolly, was true to his, 436.\\nMoment, face some awful, 476.\\ngive to God each, 359.\\nimprove each, as it flies, 366.\\nis a day, each, 608.\\nloyal and neutral in a, 120.\\npith and, enterprises of, 136.\\nshow, how little can a, 486.\\nto decide, 657.\\nwork of a, 785.\\nMoments make the year, 311.\\nMoment s ornament, to be a, 474.\\nMomentary bliss, bestow, a, 381.\\nMonarch, does not misbecome a, 389.\\nhears assumes the god, 271.\\nlove could teach a, 387.\\nmorsel for a, 157.\\nof all I survey, 416.\\nof mountains, 553.\\nof the vine, 158.\\nonce uncovered sat, 352.\\nscandalous and poor, 279.\\nthe throned, 64.\\nMonarchs, change perplexes, 225.\\nfate of mighty, 356.\\nscion of chiefs and, 547.\\nseldom sigh in vain, 489.\\nMonarchies, mightiest, 227.\\nMonarchy, trappings of a. 369.\\nMonastic brotherhood, 480.\\nMonday, betwixt Saturday and, 285.\\nhanging his cat on, SoG.\\nMoney and books placed for show, 215.\\ncannot buy, blessing that, 208.\\ncomes withal, 72.\\nin thy purse, put, 151.\\nmakes the man, 757.\\nman that wants, 733.\\nmeans and content, that wants, 70.\\nmuch, as t will bring, 213.\\nof fools, words the, 200.\\nperish with thee, thy, 843.\\npossessed by their, 188.\\nsets the world in motion, 712.\\nstill get, boy, 177.\\nthe love of, root of all evil, 848.\\ntime is, 361.\\nto a starving man at sea, 7S6.\\nMongrel mastiff, 148.\\npuppy whelp and hound, 400.\\nMonie a blunder free us, 448.\\nMonk, the devil a, would be, 772.\\nwho shook the world, 610.\\nMonks of old, I envy the, 678.\\nMonmouth river at, 92.\\nMonopoly of fame, 189.\\nMonster custom who all sense doth eat,\\n141.\\nfaultless, 279.\\ngreen-eyed, it is the, 153.\\nLondon, 261.\\nmany-headed, 194.\\nof so frightful mien, 317.\\nMonstrous, every fault seeming, 70.\\nlittle voice, 57.\\ntail our cat has got, 285.\\nMont Blanc is the monarch, 553.\\nMonth, a little, 128.\\nMonth, laughter for a, 84.\\nmarch stout once a, 273.\\nmore than he will stand to in a, 107.\\nof June, leafy, 499.\\nof leaves and roses, 655.\\nof May, in the merry, 175.\\nMonths without an R, 857.\\nMonument, enduring, 565.\\nmy gentle verse, your, 162.\\npatience on a, 76.\\nMonuments, hung up for, 95.\\nshall last when Egypt s fall, 309.\\nupon my breast, 571.\\nMonumental alabaster, smooth as, 156.\\npomp of age, 479.\\nMood, Dorian, of flutes, 225.\\nfantastic as a woman s, 492.\\nin any shape in any, 552.\\nin listening, she stood, 490.\\nsweet, when pleasant thoughts, 466.\\nthat blessed, 467.\\nunused to the melting, 157.\\nMoody madness, 381.\\nMoon, auld in hir arme, 404.\\nbe a dog and bay the, 114.\\nby night, nor the, 824.\\nby yonder blessed, 106.\\ncast before the, 32.\\ncast beyond the, 11.\\nclose by the, 230.\\ncourse of one revolving, 268.\\nglimpses of the, 131.\\nhad filled her horn, thrice the, 306.\\nhas climbed the highest hill, 673.\\nhonour from the pale-faced, 84.\\nin full-orbed glory, 507.\\ninconstant, 106.\\ninto salt tears resolves the, 109.\\nis an arrant thief, 109.\\nlooks on many brooks, 521.\\nloud thundering to the, 358.\\nlucent as a rounded, 661.\\nmade of green cheese, 19.\\nmaids who love the, 520.\\nminions of the, 82.\\nmortals call the, 565.\\nnight-flower sees but one, 521.\\nno morn no, 586.\\nof Mahomet, 566.\\nreverence to yon peeping, 173.\\nrising in clouded majesty, 233.\\nshall rise, when the, 174.\\nshine at full or no, 214.\\nsilent as the, 241.\\nsilent night with this fair, 233.\\nsits arbitress, 225.\\nswear not by the, 106.\\nsweet regent of the sky, 426.\\ntakes up the wondrous tale, 300.\\nthat monthly changes, 106.\\nunmask her beauty to the, 129.\\nwandering, behold the, 250.\\nwent up the sky, the moving, 498.\\nyestreen I saw the new, 404.\\nMoons wasted, some nine, 149.\\nMoon s unclouded grandeur, 568.\\nMoonbeams are bright, for the, 611.\\nplay, about their ranks the, 536.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1058.jp2"}, "1053": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1029\\nMoonlight and feeling, music, 567.\\nmeet me by, alone, 594.\\nshade, along the, 335.\\nsleeps upon this bank, 65.\\ntale told by, 594.\\nvisit Melrose by, 487.\\nMoon-struck madness, 240.\\nMoor, lady married to the, 477.\\nMoore, Tom, a health to thee, 553.\\nMoorish fen, lake or, 244.\\nMoping nielanchol}-, 240.\\nMoral evil and of good, 466.\\ngood a practical stimulus, 724.\\nno man s sufficiency to be so, 53.\\npoint a, or adorn a tale, 365.\\nsensible and well-bred man, 415.\\nMorals, bible is a book of, 530.\\nwhich Milton held, 472.\\nwhy man of, 260.\\nMoralist, teach the rustic, to die, 385.\\nMorality is perplexed, 411.\\nperiodical fits of, 591.\\nreligion and, 370.\\nunawares expires, 332.\\nMoralize my song, 27.\\nMoralized his song, 328.\\nMordre wol out, 5.\\nMore, angels could no, 307.\\nblessed to give, 843.\\ncan tie with, 451.\\nfrayd then hurt, 11.\\ngiving thy sum of, 67.\\nin sorrow than in anger, 128.\\nis meant than meets the ear, 250.\\nis thy due than more than all, 117.\\nknave than fool, 41.\\nmatter for a May morning, 76.\\nmatter with less art, 133.\\nmore honoured in the breach than the\\nobservance, 130.\\nno man see me, 99.\\nof the serpent than dove, 41.\\nsinned against than sinning, 147.\\nthan a crime, it is, 805.\\nthan a little, 86.\\nthan all can pay, 117.\\nthan kin less than kind. 127.\\nthan painting can express, 301.\\nthe merrier, 19.\\nthings in heaven and earth, 133.\\nwho dares do, 118.\\nMorn and cold indifference came, 301.\\nand liquid dew of vouth, 129.\\nblushing like the. 237.\\ncheerful at. he wakes, 394.\\nfair laughs the, 383.\\nfurthers a man on his road, 694.\\ngenial, appears, 513.\\ngolden light of, 584.\\nher rosy steps, 234.\\nin russet mantle clad, 127.\\nincense-breathing, 384.\\nlights that do mislead the, 49.\\nlike a lobster boiled, the, 213.\\nlike a summer s, 502.\\nlove-song to the, 611.\\nmeek-eyed, appears, 355.\\nno, no noon no dawn, 586.\\nMorn not waking till she sings, 32.\\nof toil nor night of waking, 491.\\non the Indian steep, 243.\\none, I missed liim, 386.\\nopening eyelids of the, 247.\\nrisen on mid-noon, 235, 476.\\nsalutation to the, 97.\\nsomewhere t is always, 604.\\nsuns that gild the vernal, 424.\\nsweet approach of even or, 230.\\nsweet is the breath of, 233.\\ntill night he sung from, 427.\\nto noon he fell, from, 225.\\ntresses like the, 246.\\nwaked by the circling hours, 235.\\nwas fair the skies were clear, 611.\\nwith rosy hand, 235.\\nwith the dawning of, 515.\\nMorning air, scent the, 132.\\nall in the, betinie, 142.\\nat odds with, 123.\\nbest of the sons of the, 535.\\nbid me good, 433.\\nbrightly breaks the, 676.\\ncome in the, 680.\\ndew, as the sun the, 270.\\ndew, chaste as. 308.\\ndew, faded like the. 513.\\ndew, washed with, 491.\\ndew, womb of, 28.\\ndrum-beat, 533.\\nearliest light of the, 529.\\never break, when did, 520.\\nface, disasters in his, 397.\\nface, schoolboy with his shining, 69.\\nfair came forth, 241.\\nfound myself famous one, 560.\\nfull many a glorious, 161.\\nin the, thou shalt hear, 302.\\nlife how pleasant is thy. 447.\\nlike the spirit of a youth, 158.\\nlowers, the dawn is overcast the, 297.\\nLucifer son of the, 833.\\nmore matter for a Ma}-, 76.\\nnever wore to evening, 631.\\nof the times, in the, 627.\\nof the world, in the. 644.\\nreflection came with the, 301, 494.\\nsaw two clouds at, 677.\\nshows the dav, as. 241.\\nsky, forehead of the, 248.\\nsky, opens to the, 677.\\nsow thy seed in the, 831.\\nstar, charm to stay the, 501.\\nstars of, dewdrops. 235.\\nstars sang together, 817.\\nwings of the, 824.\\nwomb of the, 823, 851.\\nMorning-gate of glory, 639.\\nMorning-star, glittering like the, 409.\\nof memory, 549.\\nMorning s march, in life s, 515.\\nMorrow, desire of the night for the, 567,\\ngood night till it be, 106.\\nno part of their good, 258.\\ntake no thought for the, 838.\\nwatching for the. 803.\\nwindy night a rainy, 162.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1059.jp2"}, "1054": {"fulltext": "1030\\nINDEX.\\nMorsel for a monarch, 157.\\nunder his tongue, 283.\\nMortal cares, far from, 534.\\ncoil, shuffled off this, 135.\\ncrisis doth portend, 212.\\nframe, quit this, 334.\\nframe, stirs this, 501.\\nhopes defeated, 482.\\nills prevailing, flood of, 770.\\ninstruments, 111.\\nmen think all men, 307.\\nmixture of earth s mould, 243.\\nmurders, twenty, 122.\\npassions, necessity of, 740.\\nresting-place so fair, no, 546.\\nspirit of, be proud, 561.\\ntaste brought death, 223.\\nthing, laugh at any, 558.\\nthrough a crown s disguise, 391.\\nto the skies, he raised a, 272.\\nMortals call the moon, whom, 565.\\ngiven, some feelings to, 491.\\nhuman, 57.\\nthe spirit of, 561.\\nto command success, not in, 297.\\nto the skies, raise, 532.\\nwhat fools these, 58.\\nMortality, child of, 434.\\ngladly would I meet, 239.\\nis too weak to bear them, 281.\\nkept watch o er man s, 478.\\no ersways their power, 162.\\nthoughts of, 222.\\nto frail, 170.\\nMortality s strong hand, 80.\\nMortar, bray a fool in a, S29.\\nMoses, Pan lends his pagan horn to, 331.\\nMoss and flowers, azure, 565.\\nand through brake, through, 506.\\nrolling stone gathers no, 14.\\nMoss-beds, purpled the, 570.\\nMoss-covered bucket, 537.\\nMossy marbles rest, the, 635.\\nstone, violet by a, 467.\\nMost, he serves me, 339.\\nunkindest cut of all, 113.\\nMotes that people the sunbeams, 249.\\nMoth, desire of the, for the star, 567.\\nMoths, maidens like, 540.\\nMother Earth, common growth of, 468.\\nfather brethren all in thee, 338.\\nhappy he with such a, 630.\\nhonour thy father and, 675.\\nin Israel, I arose a, 814.\\nis a mother still, 502.\\nman before thy, 424.\\nman before your, 199.\\nmeets on high her babe, 508.\\nof all living, 812.\\nof arts and eloquence, 241.\\nof devotion, ignorance the, 275.\\nof dews, morn appears, 355.\\nof form and fear, 39.\\nof good fortune, 791.\\nof invention, necessity the, 305.\\nof safety, provident fear, 451.\\nso loving to my, 128.\\nthe holiest thing alive, 502.\\nMother to her daughter spake, 688.\\ntongue, 419.\\nwandered with her child, 568.\\nwas weeping, its, 582.\\nwho d give her booby, 348.\\nwho ran to help me my, 535.\\nwho talks of her children, 608.\\nwhose, was her painting, 160.\\nwit, nature by her, 29.\\nMothers and wives, men with, 5S5.\\nmilky, 27, 494.\\nMother s breath, extend a, 328.\\nglass, thou art my, 161.\\ngrave, botanize upon his, 471.\\nlap, 239, 240.\\npride a father s joy, 492.\\nMotion and a spirit, 467.\\nbetween the acting and first, 111.\\nin his, like an angel sings, 65.\\nin our proper, 226.\\nmoney sets the world in, 712.\\nof a hidden fire, 497.\\nof a muscle, 465.\\nof his starry train, 485.\\npulling the cords of, 754.\\nscoured with perpetual, 88.\\nthis sensible warm, 48.\\ntwo stars keep not their, 87.\\nMotions of his spirit dull as night, GG.\\nof the sense, 47.\\nMotionless as ice, 473.\\ntorrents silent cataracts, 501.\\nMotive guide original and end, 367.\\nMotives of more fancy, 88.\\nMotive-hunting of a motiveless malig-\\nnity, 505.\\nMotley fool, 67.\\nrout, 424.\\nMotley s the only wear, 68.\\nMottoes of the heart, 514.\\nMould, ethereal, 226.\\nlight shaft of orient, 570.\\nmortal mixture of earth s, 243.\\nnature lost the perfect, 552.\\nnature s happiest, 388.\\nof a man s fortune, 167.\\nof form, glass of fashion, 136.\\nverge of the churchyard, 585.\\nMoulded on one stem, two lovely ber-\\nries, 58.\\nout of faults, best men are, 50.\\nscarcely formed or, 560.\\nMoulder piecemeal on the rock, 549,\\nMouldering urn, 428.\\nMoulding Sheridan, 552.\\nMouldy rolls of Noah s ark, 268.\\nMount Abora, singing of, 500.\\nCasius old, 228.\\nZion city of the great king, 820.\\nMountain and lea, o er, 611.\\nbrought forth a mouse, 726.\\nhaunt dale or piny, 504.\\nin its azure hue, robes the, 512.\\nland of the, 489.\\nlike the dew on the, 491.\\nnymph sweet liberty, 248.\\nof a mole-hill, 675.\\npendent rock a forked, 158.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1060.jp2"}, "1055": {"fulltext": "INDEX\\n1031\\nMountain, rolling his stone up the, 617.\\nsee one, see all, 189.\\nside, from every, 619.\\nsmall sands the, 311.\\ntops, tiptoe on the misty, 10S.\\nwas in labour, 716.\\nwaves, march is o er the, 514.\\nMountains, bind him to his native, 394.\\nDelectable, 266.\\nfaith to remove, 845.\\nGreenland s icy, 536.\\nhigh, are a feeling, 543.\\ninterposed make enemies, 418.\\nlook on Marathon. 557.\\nMont Blanc is the monarch of, 553.\\nwill be in labour, 706.\\nwoods or steepy, 40.\\nMountain-height, freedom from her, 573.\\nwinds swept the, 568.\\nMounted in delight, 470.\\nMounteth with occasion, courage, 78.\\nMounting barbed steeds, 95.\\nin hot haste, 542.\\nMourn, countless thousands, 446.\\nher, all the world shall, 101.\\nlacks time to, 594.\\nlove is doomed to, 683.\\nthe unalterable days, 600.\\nwho thinks must, 289.\\nMourns the dead, he, 307.\\nnothing dies but something, 558.\\nvile man that, 316.\\nMourned by man, 482.\\nby strangers, 335.\\nher soldier slain, 427.\\nhonoured and forever, 341.\\nrevered and, 342.\\nthe dame of Ephesus, so, 295.\\nthe loved the lost, 545.\\nMourners go about the streets, 831.\\nMournful midnight hours, 612.\\nnumbers, tell me not in, 612.\\nrhymes, ring out my, 633.\\nrustling in the dark, 615.\\ntruth, this, 366.\\nMourning, house of, 830.\\noil of joy for, 834.\\nMournings for the dead, 615.\\nMouse, as a cat would watch a, 293.\\nkilling a, on Sunday, 856.\\nmountain brought forth a, 726.\\nnot even a, 527.\\nof any soul, 336.\\nwith one poor hole, 206, 336, 701.\\nMouses wit not worth a leke, 4.\\nMousing owl hawked at, 120.\\nMouth and the meat, God sendeth, 11, 20.\\nan thou It, I 11 rant, 145.\\nbutter would not melt in her, 292.\\nclose, catches no flies, 787.\\neven in the cannon s, 69.\\nfamiliar in his, 92.\\ngaping, and stupid eyes, 273.\\nginger shall be hot i the, 75.\\nlike kisses from a female, 554.\\nlook a gift horse in the, 11, 211.\\nmost beautiful, in the world, 353.\\nof babes and sucklings, 818.\\nMouth of hell, into the, 628.\\nout of thine own, 842.\\npurple-stained, 575.\\nto water, made his. 212.\\nwhich hath the deeper, 93.\\nwickedness sweet in his, 817.\\nwith open, swallowing a tailor s news,\\n80.\\nMouths a sentence, as curs, 412.\\nenemy in their. 152.\\nfamiliar in their, 92.\\nin a glass, made, 147.\\nof men, in the, 162.\\nof wisest censure, 152.\\nwithout hands, 273.\\nMouth-filling oath, 86.\\nMouth-honour, breath, 124.\\nMove easiest, those, 324.\\nMoves a goddess, 337.\\nin a mysterious way, God, 423.\\nMoved, a woman, 73.\\nto smile at anything, 111.\\nMoving accidents, 150.\\npush on keep, 457.\\nMoving-delicate and full of life, 53.\\nMown grass, like rain upon the, 821.\\nMuch goods laid up, 842.\\nhe reads, 111.\\nhe thinks too, 111.\\nI owe, I have nothing, 770.\\nI want which most would have. 22.\\nmay be made of a Scotchman, 371.\\nmay be said on both sides, 300, 363.\\nmore than little, is by much too, S6.\\nmore to that which had too, 67.\\nof a muchness, 684.\\nof earth so much of heaven, 472.\\none man can do, 263.\\nso, to do so little done, 633.\\nsome have too, 22.\\nsomething too, of this, 138.\\ntoo, of a good thing, 71, 785.\\nMuchness, much of a, 684.\\nMuck of sweat, all of a, 402.\\nMuckle, twice as, as a that, 447.\\nMud, sun reflecting upon the, 169.\\nMuddy ill-seeming thick, 73.\\nMudsills of society, 678.\\nMuffled drums are beating, 612.\\nMugwump a person educated beyond his\\nintellect. 682.\\nmainspring mogul and, 681.\\nMultiplied visions, 835.\\nMultiplieth words^ he, 817.\\nMultitude call the afternoon, 56.\\nis always in the wrong, 278.\\nmany-headed, 34, 103.\\nof counsellors, 825.\\nof projects, 709.\\nof sins, charity shall cover the, 849.\\nswinish, hoofs of a, 410.\\nMultitudes in the valley of decision, 836.\\nMultitudinous seas incarnadine, 120.\\nMunich, wave, all thy banners, 515.\\nMurder, a brother s, 139.\\nby the law, 311.\\ncannot be long hid, 62.\\nez fer war I call it, 658.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1061.jp2"}, "1056": {"fulltext": "1032\\nINDEX.\\nMurder, many a foul and midnight, 383.\\none, made a villain, 425.\\none to destroy is, 311.\\nsacrilegious, hath broke ope, 120.\\nsleep, Macbeth does, 119.\\nthough it have no tongue, 135.\\nthousands takes a specious name to,\\n311.\\nwill out, 786.\\nMurders, twenty mortal, 122.\\nMurderer, carcasses bleed at the sight of\\nthe, 187.\\nMurky air, into the, 239.\\nMurmur, invites one to sleep, whose, 380.\\nthe shallow, 25.\\nMurmurs as the ocean murmurs, 512.\\ndied away in hollow, 390.\\nhear our mutual, 558.\\nnear the running brooks, 471.\\nto their woe, 398.\\nMurmuring tied, 234.\\nof innumerable bees, 630.\\nstreams, lapse of, 237.\\nMurmurings were heard within, 480.\\nMurray was our boast, 332.\\nMuscle, motion of a, 465.\\ntrained, keep thy, 661.\\nMuscular, his Christianity was, 609.\\ntraining of a philosopher, 745.\\nMuse, every conqueror creates a, 220.\\nhis chaste, 377.\\nHis praise, expressive silence, 357.\\nmeditate the thankless, 247.\\nof fire, O for a, 90.\\non nature with a poet s eye, 513.\\nrise honest, 322.\\nsaid look in thy heart, 34.\\nworst-humoured, 400.\\nworst-natured, 279.\\nMusic and moonlight, 567.\\narchitecture is frozen, 807.\\nat the close, setting sun and, 81.\\naudible to him alone, 485.\\nbe the food of love, 74.\\nbreathing from her face, 550.\\nceasing of exquisite, 616.\\ndie in, 63.\\ndiscourse most eloquent, 138.\\ndwells lingering, where, 484.\\nfading in, a swan-like end, 63.\\ngoverned by a strain of, 485.\\nhath charms to soothe the savage\\nbreast, 294.\\nheavenly maid was young, 390,\\nhis very foot has, 427.\\nin its roar, 547.\\nin my heart I bore, 473.\\nin the beauty, there is, 218.\\nin the nightingale, there is no, 44.\\nin them, die with all their, 636.\\ninstinct with, 485.\\nlike softest, 106.\\nlike the warbling of, 167.\\nman that hath no, in himself, 66.\\nmute, will make the, 629.\\nnever merry when I hear sweet, 65.\\nnight shall be filled with, 614.\\nnot for the doctrine but the, 324.\\nMusic of her face, 259.\\nof humanity, still sad, 467.\\nof the sea, rose to the, 503.\\nof the spheres, 218.\\nof the union, keep step to the, 588.\\nof those village bells, 422.\\npassed in, out of sight, 625.\\nslumbers in the shell, 455.\\nsome to church repair for, 324.\\nsoul of, shed, 519.\\nsounds of, creep in our ears, 65.\\nsphsre-descended maid, 390.\\nsweet compulsion in, 250.\\nsweeter than their own, a, 471.\\ntells, many a tale their, 523.\\nthat would charm forever, 485.\\nthe sea-maid s, to hear, 57.\\nt is angels 205.\\nto attending ears, softest, 106.\\nwaste their, on the savage, 311.\\nwhat fairy-like, 677.\\nwhen soft voices die, 567.\\nwherever there is harmony there is,\\n218.\\nwith her silver sound, 404.\\nwith its voluptuous swell, 542.\\nwith poem or with, 241.\\nwith the enamelled stones, 44.\\nMusic s golden tongue, 575.\\nMusical as bright Apollo s lute, 56, 245.\\nglasses, Shakespeare and the, 402.\\nmost, most melancholy, 249.\\nMusing in his sullein mind, 28.\\non companions gone, 489.\\nthere an hour alone, 557.\\nwhile the fire burned, 819.\\nMuskets aimed at duck, 439.\\nMusk-rose and well-attired woodbine,\\n248.\\nof the dale, sweetened every, 245.\\nMusk-roses, sweet with, 58.\\nMust be as we are now, 263.\\nI thus leave thee, 239.\\nyouth replies I can, 600.\\nMustard, after meat comes, 786.\\nMute inglorious Milton, 385.\\nnature mourns, 488.\\nnightingale was, 589.\\nunchanged hoarse, 236.\\nMutine in a matron s bones, 140.\\nMutiny, stones to rise and, 114.\\nMutter, wizards that peep and, 833.\\nMuttered in hell, t was, 674.\\nMutters backward, 246.\\nMutton, joint of, 90.\\nMuttons, to return to our, 771.\\nMutual heart, when we meet a, 358.\\nMy better half, 34.\\ncountry t is of thee, 546.\\never new delight, 235.\\nopinion is and so and so, 761.\\nMynheer Vandunck, 454.\\nMyriad of precedent, codeless, 627.\\nMyriad-minded Shakespeare, 504.\\nMyriads bid you rise, what, 578.\\nof daisies, 486.\\nof rivulets hurrying, 630.\\nMyrtle, groves of laurel and, 803.", 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214.\\non the bitter cross, 82.\\nNaked, every day he clad the, 400.\\nhuman heart, 308.\\nin December snow, 81.\\nnew-born babe, 118.\\nnew-born child, 438.\\nto lash the rascals, 155.\\nto mine enemies, 100.\\nvillany, clothe my, 96.\\nwoods wailing winds, 573.\\nwretches, poor, 147.^\\nNam et ipsa scientia, 168.\\nName Achilles assumed, 219.\\nAh Sin was his, 669.\\nand memory, 170.\\nat which the world grew pale, 365.\\nbe George, if his, 78.\\nbe sung, let the Redeemer s, 302.\\nbehind them, left a, 837.\\nbeyond the sky, waft thy, 539.\\nbreathe not his, 519.\\ncall it by some better, 524.\\ncannot conceive nor, 120.\\ncurrent but not appropriate, 457.\\ndeed without a, 123.\\nfascination of a, 422.\\nfilches from me my good, 153.\\nfoolish whistling of a, 262.\\nfriend of every friendless, 366.\\ngood, better than precious ointment,\\n830.\\ngood, better than riches, 790, 827.\\ngood, in man and woman, 153.\\ngrand old, of gentleman, 633.\\ngreatness of his, 101.\\nGreek or Roman, 267.\\nhalloo your, to the reverberate hills, 75.\\nName, hell trembled at the hideous, 229.\\nher, is never heard, 581.\\nhis former, is heard no more, 235.\\nin print, pleasant to see one s, 539.\\nin the ambush of my, 47.\\nis great in mouths, 152.\\nis Legion, my, 841.\\nis MacGregor, my, 493.\\nis Norval, my, 392.\\nis woman, frailty thy, 128.\\nking s, is a tower of strength, 97.\\nlights without a, 256.\\nlocal habitation and a, 59.\\nlove can scarce deserve the, 549.\\nmagic of a, 513.\\nman with a terrible, 507.\\nmark the marble with his, 322.\\nmurder takes a specious, 311.\\nno blot on his, 514.\\nno one can speak, 507.\\nno parties, I, 198.\\nof action, lose the, 136.\\nof Crispian. rouse at the. 92.\\nof the Prophet figs. 517.\\nof the slough was Despond, 265.\\nof the world, borrow the, 166.\\nof Vanity Fair, it beareth the, 265.\\nPhcebus what a, 539.\\npledge of a deathless, 616.\\nravished with the whistling of a, 319.\\nrose by any other, 105.\\nso blest as thine, no, 345.\\nspeak to thee in friendship s, 523.\\nthe world grew pale at, 365.\\nthence they had their, 246.\\nthough late redeem thy, 354.\\nto be known by, no. 152.\\nto every fixed star, that give a, 54.\\nunmusical to the Volscians ears, 103.\\nwas writ in water, 577.\\nwe will net ask her, 516.\\nwhat is friendship but a, 402.\\nwhat s in a, 105.\\nwhat the dickens his, is, 46.\\nwhich no one can spell, 507.\\nwhose, has been well spelt, 559.\\nworth an age without a, 493.\\nworthy of the, 447.\\nNames, call things by their right, 157.\\ncommodity of good, 83.\\nfamiliar as household words, 92.\\nhe loved to hear, 635.\\nnew-made honour doth forget men s,\\n78.\\nof all the gods at once, 110.\\nof their founders, forgotten the, 222.\\none of the few immortal, 562.\\nsyllable men s, 243.\\ntwenty more such, 72.\\nwhich never were, 72.\\nwin ourselves good, 36.\\nNamed thee but to praise, none, 562.\\nNameless column with the buried base,\\n546.\\ndeed, tells of a, 456.\\nunremembered acts, 467.\\nNan, such mistress such, 21.\\nNap after dinner, 372.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1063.jp2"}, "1058": {"fulltext": "1034\\nINDEX.\\nNapkins tacked together, two, 87.\\nNaples is known, man to whom all, 798.\\nNapoleon s troops, 537.\\nNaps, old John, of Greece, 72.\\nNarcissa s last words, 321.\\nNarcotics numbing pain, 631.\\nNarrative with age, 337.\\nNarrow as the neck of a vinegar-cruet.\\n376.\\ncompass, 220.\\nhuman wit so, 323.\\nisthmus, this, 525.\\nthe corner where man dwells, 750.\\ntwo, words hie jacet, 27.\\nworld, he doth bestride the, 110.\\nNarrowed his mind, 399.\\nNarrowing lust of gold, 633.\\nNasty ideas, a man of, 291.\\nNation, ballads of a, 281.\\nconfound the language of the, 462.\\ncorner-stone of a, 616.\\ncurled darlings of our, 149.\\nGod sifted a whole, 266.\\nhe hates our sacred, 61.\\nlanguage of the, 462.\\nlaws of a, who should make the, 281.\\nmade and preserved us a, 517, 595.\\nne er would thrive, 287.\\nnoble and puissant, 254.\\nnot lift sword against, 832.\\nof gallant men, 409.\\nof men of honour. 409.\\nof shop-keepers, 858.\\nother courts of the, 213.\\nrighteousness exalteth a, 826.\\nsmall one a strong, 834.\\ntrick of our English, 88.\\nvoid of wit and humour, 389.\\nNations as a drop of a bucket, 834.\\nbut two, in all, 263.\\ncheap defence of, 410.\\neclipsed the gayety of, 369.\\nenrich unknowing, 39.\\nfierce contending, 299.\\nfond hope of many, 547.\\nfriendship with all, 435.\\ngreatness of his name make new, 101.\\nkindreds and tongues, 849.\\nmountains make enemies of, 418.\\nNiobe of, 546.\\nto foreign, and to the next ages, 170.\\nNation s eyes, history in a, 385.\\nNational debt a national blessing, 532.\\nNative and to the manner born, 130.\\ncharm, one, 398.\\nheath, my foot is on my, 493.\\nhue of resolution, 136.\\nland good night, my, 540.\\nseas, guard our, 514.\\nshore, adieu my, 540.\\nshore, fast by their, 423.\\nto the heart, head is not more, 127.\\nwood-notes wild, 249.\\nNativity chance or death, 46.\\nNatural defect, not caused by any, 16S.\\nforce abated, nor his, S14.\\nI do it more, 75.\\nin him to please, 267.\\nNatural, more than, 134.\\non the stage he was, 399.\\nselection, 622.\\nsorrow loss or pain, 473.\\ntears they dropped, 240.\\nNaturalist and historian, 367.\\nNaturalists observe a flea, so, 290.\\nNaturally as pigs squeak, 210.\\nNature, accuse not, 238.\\naction lies in his true, 139.\\naffrighted, recoils, 411.\\nagainst the use of, 116.\\nan apprentice, 446.\\nancestors of, 229.\\nand nature s God, 304.\\nand nature s laws, 330.\\nand reason, according to, 754.\\nappalled, 354.\\nart imitates, 305.\\nbe your teacher, let, 466.\\nblessed is the healthy, 579.\\nbook of, 784.\\nbook of, short of leaves, 585.\\nbroke the die, 552.\\nbuilt many stories high, 222.\\ncannot make a man, 660.\\ncannot miss, 272.\\ncanvas glowed beyond, 394.\\nclever man by, 457.\\ncommonplace of, 473.\\ncompunctious visitings of, 117.\\ncould no further go, the force of, 271.\\ncourse of, is the art of God, 310.\\ncredulities dear to, 486.\\ncustom is almost, 735.\\ndarling of, 776.\\ndeath is a secret of, 751.\\ndebt to, s quickly paid, 204.\\ndiseased, breaks forth, 85.\\ndisobedience to, 746.\\ndissembling, 95.\\ndone in my days of, 131\\neverything contains all the powers of,\\n601.\\nexerting unwearied power, 414.\\nextremes in, 317, 322.\\nfaire is good by, 29.\\nfast in fate, binding, 334.\\nfault to, 127.\\nfirst cause of all that is true, 755.\\nfirst made man, free as, 275.\\nfitted by, to bear, 753.\\nfool of, stood, 273.\\nfools of, 131.\\nfor t is their, too, 301.\\nformed but one such man, 552.\\nforms us for ourselves, 777.\\nframed strange fellows, 59.\\nfriend a masterpiece of, 602.\\nfrom her seat sighing, 239.\\ngreat secretary of, 208.\\nhabit is second, 779.\\nhe is great who is what he is from, 602.\\nher custom holds, 143.\\nhis, is too noble, 103.\\nhold the mirror up to, 137.\\nholds communion with, 572.\\nhow unjust to, 307.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1064.jp2"}, "1059": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n1035\\nNature, I do fear thy, 117.\\nI loved, 512.\\nin hir corages, 1.\\nin him was almost lost, 390.\\nm spite of, and their stars, 211.\\nin the love of, 572.\\nin you stands on the very verge, 146.\\nis a mutable cloud, 601.\\nis above art in that respect, 148.\\nis but art unknown, 316.\\nis line in love. 142.\\nis good by, 29.\\nis styled truth. 755.\\nis subdued to what it works in. 163.\\nis the art of God, 218, 310.\\nis too noble for the world, 103.\\nlengths unknown, to carry. 414.\\nlittle we see in, that is ours, 476.\\nlived in the eye of, 468.\\nlooks through, 320.\\nlord of all the works of, 30.\\nlost in art, 390.\\nlost the perfect mould, 552.\\nloves so well to change, 752.\\nmade a pause, 306.\\nmade her, fairer than, 35.\\nmade her what she is. 452.\\nmade thee to temper man, 2S0.\\nmade us men, 657.\\nmight stand up, 115.\\nmodesty of, o erstep not the, 137.\\nmortal, did tremble. 478.\\nmourns her worshipper, 488.\\nmuse on, with a poet s eye, 513.\\nmust obey necessity. 115.\\nnever did betray. 467.\\nnever lends her excellence. 46.\\nnever made, death which. 308.\\nnever put her jewels into a garret,\\n170.\\nno such thing in. 279.\\nnot inferior to art. 756.\\nnot man the less but. more. 547.\\nof an insurrection. 111.\\nof things that are, 755.\\none touch of, 102.\\nout from the heart of. 598.\\npassing through, to eternity. 127.\\npattern of excelling, 156.\\npermit, to take her own way. 780.\\nprodigality of, 96.\\nprompting of, 718.\\nrich with the spoils of. 217.\\nrough paths of peevish, 288.\\nsays best and she says roar, 283.\\nsecond, practice becomes. 707.\\nseems dead o er one half -world, 119.\\nshakes off her firmness, 354.\\nshows, happiness depends as, 413.\\nsink in years, 299.\\nso mild and benign. 312.\\nsolid ground of. 485.\\nsome things are of that, 266.\\nspeaks a various language, 572.\\nstate of war by, 290.\\nstrong propensity of, 253.\\nsullenness against, 254.\\nswears the lovely dears, 446.\\nNature, sweet look that, wears, 613.\\nteaches beasts, 103.\\nthe breeze of, 480.\\nthe vicar of the Lord, 6.\\nthis fortress built by, 81.\\nt is their, too, 301.\\nto advantage dressed, 323.\\nto write and read comes by, 51.\\ntone of languid, 417.\\nunder tribute, laid all, 457.\\nunjust to. and himself. 307.\\nup to nature s G-od, 320, 610.\\nuse can almost change the stamp of\\n141.\\nvoice of. cries. 3S5.\\nwar was the state of, 407.\\nweaknesses of human, 430.\\nwears one universal grin, 362. ^S\\nwhat I call God fools call, 651.-\\nwhat is done against, 741.\\nwhat we owe to, 339.\\nwho can paint like, 355.\\nwhole frame of, 300.\\nwhose body, is, 316.\\nwild abyss the womb of, 229.\\nwills, death a thing that, 755.\\nyouth of priniy, 129.\\nNatures, same with common. 313.\\nNature s bastards not her sons, 246.\\nchief masterpiece, 279.\\ncockloft is empty. 222.\\ncopy is not eterne, 121.\\ndaily food, human. 474.\\nend of language is declined, 310.\\nevening comment. 483.\\nGod, through nature up to, 320, 610.\\ngood and God s, 644.\\ngrace, rob me of free, 357.\\nhappiest mould, 388.\\nheart beats strong, 634.\\nheart in tune, 580.\\njourneynien. 137.\\nkindly law. 318.\\nlaws lay hid in night, 330.\\nown creating, noble of. 358.\\nown sweet cunning hand, 74,\\nprentice hand, 446.\\nsecond course, 120.\\nsecond sun, love is, 35.\\nsoft nurse, gentle sleep, 89.\\nsternest painter, 540.\\nsweet restorer balmy sleep, 306.\\nteachings, list to, 572.\\nwalks, eye. 375.\\nworks, universal blank of, 230.\\nNaught a trifle, think. 311.\\nbut the nightingale s song, 428.\\ncan me bereave, 357.\\nhorror of falling into, 298.\\nin this life sweet, 184.\\nmy sighs avail, 683.\\nsaith the buyer it is, 827.\\nventure naught have, 21.\\nwoman s nay doth stand for, 163.\\nNaughty night to swim in, 147.\\nworld, good deed in a, 66.\\nNausicaa, heaven of charms divine, 343.\\nNautilus, learn of the little, 318.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1065.jp2"}, "1060": {"fulltext": "1036\\nINDEX.\\nNavies are stranded when, 493.\\nNavigators, winds and waves on the side\\nof the ablest, 430.\\nNavy, load would sink a, 99.\\nof England, royal, 392.\\nNay he shall have, 9.\\nwoman s, doth stand for naught, 163.\\nNazareth, good thing out of, 842.\\nNe supra crepidam, 721.\\nNeaera s hair, tangles of, 657.\\nNear, he conies too, 193, 350.\\nhe seems so, 633.\\nis God to man, so, 600.\\nto be thought so, will go, 53.\\nto kerke the, from God more farre, 29.\\nNearer my God to thee, 606.\\nNeat not gaudy, 510.\\nrepast light and choice, 252.\\nstill to be, still to be drest, 178.\\nNeat s leather, ever trod on, 110.\\nleather, shoe of, 213.\\nNeat-handed Phillis, 248.\\nNebulous star we call the sun, 630.\\nNecessary being, God a, 266.\\nend, death a, 112.\\nharmless cat, 64.\\nto invent God, 800.\\nNecessitatem in virtutem, 3.\\nNecessite, maken vertue of, 3.\\nNecessity beautiful, 640.\\nhas no law, 773.\\nis the argument of tyrants, 453.\\nknows no law, 711.\\nnature must obey, 115.\\nnever refuses anything, 711.\\nof mortal passions, 740.\\nproper parent of an art, 441.\\nthe gods cannot strive against, 758.\\nthe mother of invention, 305.\\nthe tyrant s plea, 232.\\nto make virtue of, 3, 192.\\nturns to glorious gain, 476.\\nvillains by, 146.\\nwe give the praise of virtue to, 721.\\nNecessity s sharp pinch, 146.\\nNeck, driveth o er a soldier s, 105.\\nmillstone hanged about his, 842.\\nNecks to gripe of noose, 440.\\nwalk with stretched-forth, 833.\\nNectar on a lip, 442.\\nwater, and the rocks pure gold, 44.\\nNectarean juice, 577.\\nNectared sweets, feast of, 245.\\nNeed, deserted at his utmost, 271.\\never but in times of, 273.\\nfriend in, 701.\\ngood turn at, 782.\\nmany things I do not, 759.\\nof a remoter charm, 467.\\nof blessing, I had most, 119.\\nof milk not strong meat, 848.\\nNeeds go that the devil drives, 18, 73.\\nonly to be seen, 269.\\nNeeded by each one, all are, 598.\\nNeedful, one thing is, 842.\\nNeedle and thread, hinders, 585.\\nand thread, plying her, 585.\\neye of a, go through the, 840.\\nNeedle in a bottle of hay, 670.\\npoints faithfully, the, 524.\\nto the pole, true as the, 306.\\ntrue, like the, 389.\\nNeedle s eye, postern of a, 82.\\nNeedless alexandrine, 324.\\nNeedy hollow-eyed sharp-looking, 50.\\nNeglect may breed mischief, 360.\\nsuch sweet, 178.\\nwise and salutary, 408.\\nNeglecting worldly ends, 42.\\nNegligences, his noble, 288.\\nNegotiate for itself, every eye, 51.\\nNeighbour, hate your, 591.\\nlove of your, 720.\\nlove your, as thyself, 813, 838, 840.\\nsays, looks not to what his, 751.\\nthat he might rob a, 592.\\nto wrangle with a, 776.\\nNeighbours, do good to our, 691.\\nNeighbour s corn, acre of, 472.\\ncreed, argument to thy, 598.\\nheart, in conjecture of a, 749.\\nshame, publishing our, 670.\\nwife, love your, 591.\\nNeighbouring eyes, cynosure of, 248.\\nNeighe as ever he can, 2.\\nNeighing steed, farewell the, 154.\\nNeighs, high and boastful, 92.\\nNeither here nor there, 156.\\nNelly, none so fine as, 285.\\nNemean lion s nerve, 131.\\nNeptune, would not flatter, 103.\\nNeptune s ocean, all great, 120.\\nNerve, strength of, 482.\\nstretch every, 359.\\nthe Nemean lion s, 131.\\nthe visual, 240.\\nNerves and finer fibres brace, 357.\\nshall never tremble, 122.\\nNessus, shirt of, is upon me, 158.\\nNest, byrd that fyleth his owne, 8, 18.\\nbirds in last year s, no, 613.\\nthis delicious, 357.\\nNests, birds of this year in the, of the\\nlast, 792.\\nbirds in their little, agree, 302.\\nbirds of the air have, 839.\\nin order ranged, 242.\\nNest-eggs to make clients lay, 215.\\nNestor swear, though, 59.\\nNet, all is fish that cometh to, 15.\\nNets, ladies spend their time making,\\n291.\\nNether millstone, hard as, 818.\\nNettle danger, out of this, 84.\\ntender-handed stroke a, 313.\\nNeutral, loyal and, in a moment, 120.\\nNeutrality of an impartial judge, 411.\\nNever alone appear the Immortals, 502.\\nbetter late than, 13.\\ncomes to pass, 454.\\nelated, never dejected, 320.\\nending still beginning, 272.\\nless alone, 431, 455.\\nloved sae blindly, had we, 452.\\nmention her, no we, 581.\\nmet or never parted, had we, 452.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1066.jp2"}, "1061": {"fulltext": "ISDEX.\\n1037\\nNever never can forget, 580.\\nsays a foolish thing, 279.\\ntell a He, 757.\\nto hope again, 99.\\nwas seen nor never shall be, 182.\\nwould lay down my arms, 364.\\nNever-ending night of da}-s, 227.\\nNever-f ailing friends, 506.\\nvice of fools, pride the, 323.\\nNevermore be officer of mine, 152.\\nquoth the raven, 640.\\nshall be lifted, 640.\\nHew broom sweeps clean, 16.\\ncost little less than, 296.\\ndeparture, 858.\\never charming ever, 358.\\nfashion, the world s, 54.\\nis not valuable, what is, 532.\\nlaws, new lords and, 200.\\nlook aniaist as weel s the, 447.\\nor old, ale enough whether, 23.\\nor old, alike fantastic if too, 324.\\nsee this is, it may be said, 830.\\nTestament, blessing of the, 164.\\ntiling under the sun, no, 830.\\nthings succeed, 203.\\ntranscends the old, the, 618.\\nwhat is valuable is not, 532.\\nwhat was, was false, 374.\\nworld into existence, 464.\\nZealand, traveller from, 591.\\nNews, bringer of unwelcome, 88.\\nevil, rides post, 242.\\nfrom a far country, 828.\\ngood, baits, 242.\\nmuch older than their ale, 397.\\non the Rialto, what, 61.\\nswallowing a tailor s, 80.\\nNew-born babe, pity like a, 118.\\nbabe, sinews of the, 139.\\nchild, a naked, 478.\\nNew England, I sing, 655.\\nlights her fire in every prairie, 655.\\nNewest kind of ways, 90.\\nNew-fangled mirth, May s, 54.\\nNew-fledged offspring, 396.\\nNew-laid eggs roasted rare, 274.\\nNew-lighted, herald Mercury, 140.\\nNew-made honour doth forget men s\\nnames, 78.\\nNew-mown hay, 296.\\nNew- spangled ore, 248.\\nNewspaper, never look into a, 441.\\nNewspapers are villanous, 441.\\nNewt, eye of, and toe of frog, 123.\\nNewton be, God said let, 330.\\nwhere stood the statue of, 475.\\nNext doth ride abroad, 417.\\nNiagara stuns with thundering sound,\\n395.\\nNicanor lay dead in his harness, 837.\\nNice of no vile hold to stay him up, 79.\\ntoo, for a statesman. 399.\\nNicely sanded floor. 397.\\nNicer hands, affection hateth, 27.\\nNiche he was ordained to fill, 421.\\nNicht-goun, in his, 679.\\nNick, Machiavel, 215.\\nNick of time, 257.\\nour old, 215.\\nNiggardly rich man, 761.\\nNigh is grandeur to our dust, 600.\\nNight, a cap by, 397, 401.\\nacross the day beyond the, 627.\\nan atheist half believes a God by, 303.\\nand storm and darkness, 544.\\nas darker grows the, 399.\\nattention still as, 227.\\nazure robe of, the, 573.\\nbed by, chest of drawers by day, 397.\\nbefore Christmas, t was the, 527.\\nblack it stood as, 228.\\nborrower of the, 120.\\nbreathed the long long, 639.\\nbreathing through the, 583.\\ncalm and silent, 642.\\ncandles of the, 66.\\nchaos and old, 224.\\ncheek of, hangs upon the, 105.\\nclosed his eyes in endless, 382.\\ncometh when no man can work, 843.\\ndanger s troubled, 515.\\ndarkens the streets, 224.\\nday brought back my, 252.\\nday of woe the watchful, 508.\\ndeep of, is crept upon our talk, 115.\\ndescending, 331.\\ndoomed to walk the, 131.\\neldest, and chaos, 229.\\nempty-vaulted. 244.\\nexcept I be by Sylvia in the, 44.\\nfair regent of the, 426.\\nfollows the day, 130.\\nfor the morrow, desire of the, 567.\\nfrom busy day the peaceful, 387.\\ngloomy as, he stands, 345.\\ngolden lamps in a green, 262.\\ngood, and joy be wi you, 458.\\ngood night good, 106.\\nhad withdrawn her sable veil, 786.\\nhas a thousand eyes, 669.\\nhideous, makes, 331.\\nhideous, making, 131.\\nhow beautiful is, 507.\\nimagining some fear in the, 59.\\nin love with, 107.\\nin Russia, this will last out a, 47.\\nin the dead of, 88.\\ninfant crying in the, 632.\\ninfinite day excludes the, 303.\\ninnumerable as the stars of. 235.\\nis but the daylight sick, 66.\\nis long that never finds the day, 124.\\nis the time to weep, 497.\\njoint labourer with the day, 126.\\nlast in the train of, 235.\\nlight will repay the wrongs of, 203.\\nlightning in the collied, 57.\\nlistening ear of, 640.\\nlovely as a Lapland, 475.\\nlovers tongues by, 106.\\nmany a dreadful. 356.\\nmeaner beauties of the, 174.\\nmid the cheerless hours of, 568.\\nmotions of his spirit are dull as, 66.\\nmy native land good, 540.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1067.jp2"}, "1062": {"fulltext": "1038\\nINDEX.\\nNight, nature s laws lay hid in, 330.\\nnaughty, to swim in, 147.\\nno evil thing walks by, 244.\\nnor the moon by, 824.\\nO day and, 133.\\nof cloudless climes, 551.\\nof memories and of sighs, 511.\\nof sorrow, a fore-spent, 258.\\nof the grave, 428.\\nof waking, morn of toil, 491.\\noft in the stilly, 523.\\noft in the tranquil, 587.\\npassed a miserable, 96.\\npillar of fire by, 813.\\npilot t is a fearful, 581.\\nregent of the, 426.\\nsable goddess, 306.\\nsay not good, 433.\\nshades of, 234.\\nshadow of a starless, 564.\\nshall be filled with music, 614.\\nsilver lining on the, 243.\\nsingeth all, 127.\\nso full of ghastly dreams, 9G.\\nso late into the, 553.\\nsoft stillness and the, 65.\\nson of the sable, 39.\\nsound of revelry by, 542.\\nstars in empty, 496.\\nsteal a few hours from the, 521.\\nsung from morn till, 427.\\nSylvia in the, except I be by, 44.\\nthat makes me or fordoes me, 156.\\nthat first we met, 581.\\nthat slepen alle, 1.\\ntill it be morrow, 106.\\nto bloom for sons of, 520.\\nto each a fair good, 490.\\ntoiling upward in the, 616.\\nunto night showeth knowledge, 819.\\nupon the cheek of, 105.\\nvast and middle of the, 128.\\nwatch in the, 822.\\nwatchman what of the, 833.\\nwhat is the, 123.\\nwhen deep sleep falleth, 816.\\nwindy, a rainy morrow, 162.\\nwings of, 614.\\nwitching time of, 139.\\nwith this her solemn bird, 233.\\nwomb of imcreated, 227.\\nworld in love with, 107.\\nwould not spend another such, 96.\\nyield day to, 93.\\nNights and days to come, all our, 117.\\nare longest in Russia, when, 47.\\nare wholesome, 127.\\nawake, lie ten, 51.\\ndews of summer, 426.\\nforty days and forty, 812.\\nprofit of their shining, 54.\\nsuch as sleep o 111.\\nthree sleepless, I passed, 465.\\nto waste long, in pensive discontent,\\n29.\\nwith sleep, winding up, 92.\\nNight s black arch, 451.\\nblack mantle, 781.\\nI Night s blue arch adorn, 424.\\ncandles are burnt out, 108.\\ndull ear, piercing the, 92.\\nNight-cap decked his brow, 401.\\nNight-flower sees but one moon, 521.\\nNightingale dies for shame if another\\nbird sings, 188.\\nman who imitated the, 726.\\nno music in the, 44.\\nroar an t were any, 57.\\nthe wakeful, 233.\\nto act the part of a, 743.\\nwas mute, the, 589.\\nNightingale s high note, 551.\\nsong in the grove, 428.\\nNightly pitch my moving tent, 497.\\nto the listening earth, 300.\\nNil tarn difficilest, 203.\\nNile, allegory on the banks of the, 440.\\ndam up the waters of the, 596.\\ndogs drinking from the, 715, 719.\\noutvenoms all the worms of, 160.\\nshow me the fountain of the, 602.\\nwhere is my serpent of old, 157.\\nNilotic isle, 240.\\nNimble and airy servitors, 253.\\nand full of subtle flame, 196.\\nNimbly and sweetly recommends itself,\\n117.\\ncapers, in a lady s chamber, 95.\\nNine days wonder, 6, 16.\\nlives like a cat, 16, 691.\\nmoons wasted, 149.\\nNinety-eight, to speak of, 681.\\nNinny, Handel s but a, 351.\\nNinth part of a hair, I 11 cavil on, 85.\\nNiobe, like, all tears, 128.\\nof nations, 546.\\nNipping and an eager air, 130.\\nNips his root, 99.\\nNisi suadeat intervallis, 857.\\nNo better than you should be, 197.\\nday without a line, 720.\\nlove lost between us, 178.\\nmore like my father, 128.\\nmore of that Hal, 85.\\nreckoning made, 107.\\nsooner looked but they loved, 71.\\nsooner met but they looked, 71.\\nsooner sighed but asked the reason,\\n71.\\nNoah s ark, hunt it into, 416.\\nark, mouldy rolls of, 268.\\nNobilitas sola est atque unica virtus,\\n406.\\nNobility, betwixt the wind and his, 83.\\nidleness is an appendix to, 187.\\nis the only virtue, 721.\\nmy, begins with me, 733.\\nof ascent and descent, 668.\\nour old, 680.\\nNobility s true badge, mercy is, 103.\\nNoble and approved good masters, 149.\\narmy of martyrs, 850.\\nbe, 656.\\nbloods, the breed of, 110.\\nby heritage generous and free, 285.\\nin a death so, 242.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1068.jp2"}, "1063": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1039\\nNoble in reason, 134.\\nliving and the noble dead, 476.\\nmind o erthrown, 136.\\nnegligences, teach his, 288.\\nof nature s own creating, 358.\\norigin, gift of, 474.\\nthoughts, never alone with, 34.\\nto be good, t is only, 624.\\nto be, we 11 be good, 406.\\ntoo, for the world, 103.\\nNobles and heralds, 288.\\nby the right of an earlier creation,\\n590.\\nNobleman writes a book, when a, 374.\\nNoblemen of the garden, 597.\\nNobleness in other men, 656.\\nNobler growth, man is the, 433.\\nin the mind to suffer, 135.\\nloves and cares, 477.\\nNoblest, feels the, acts the best, 654.\\nmind the best contentment has, 27.\\nRoman of them all, 115.\\nthing, earth s, 656.\\nthings, sweetness and light the two,\\n291.\\nwork of God, an honest man, 319, 447.\\nNobly born must nobly meet his fate,\\n698.\\ndie for their country, 102.\\nplanned, perfect woman, 475.\\nNobody at home, there s, 336.\\nI care for, 427.\\nNobody s business, 207.\\nNod, affects to, 271.\\nan esteemed person s, 728.\\nready with every, to tumble, 97.\\nshakes his curls and gives the, 337.\\nNods and becks, 248.\\nHomer sometimes, 706.\\nnor is it Homer, 323.\\nNodded at the helm, Palinurus, 332.\\nNoddin, nid nid, 458.\\nNodding horror, 243.\\nviolet grows, 58.\\nNodosities of the oak, 412.\\nNoise, dire was the, of conflict, 236.\\nlike of a hidden brook, 499.\\nno, over a good deed, 753.\\nof endless wars, 229.\\nof folly, shunn st the, 249.\\nof many waters, 822.\\nof waters in mine ears, 96.\\nthey that govern make least, 196.\\nNoiseless fabric sprung, 535.\\nfalls the foot of time, 464.\\nfoot of time, inaudible and, 74.\\ntenor of their way, 385.\\nNoll for shortness called, 388.\\nNomen alias quaere, 175.\\nNominated in the bond, 65.\\nNomination of this gentleman, 145.\\nto office, 410.\\nNon amo te, Sabidi, 286.\\nNone are so desolate, 541.\\nbut himself his parallel, 352.\\nbut the brave deserves the fair, 271.\\never loved but at first sight, 35.\\nknew thee but to love thee. 562.\\nNone on earth above her, 455.\\nresign, few die and. 435.\\nso blind that will not see, 283, 293.\\nso deaf that will not hear, 19, 283.\\nso poor to do him reverence, 113.\\nthink the great unhappy but the great,\\nto praise, maid with, 469.\\nunhappy but the great, 301.\\nwho dares do more is, 118.\\nwithout hope e er loved, 377.\\nNonsense and sense, through. 269.\\nnow and then, a little, 389.\\nthe corner of, 505.\\nNook for me, an obscure, 643.\\nseat in some poetic, 536.\\nNooks to He and read in, 536.\\nNoon, blaze of, 241.\\nheaven s immortal, 566.\\nno sun no moon no, 586.\\nof thought, 433.\\nsailing athwart the, 501.\\nsun has not attained Ms, 202.\\nto dewy eve, from, 225.\\nNoonday, clearer than the, 816.\\nlight, truth and, 654.\\nthat wasteth at, 822.\\nNoontide air, summer s, 227.\\nNoose, necks to gripe of, 440.\\nNoosing a bursting purse, 449.\\nNorman blood, 624.\\nNorth, Ariosto of the, 545.\\nask where s the, 318.\\nfair weather out of the, 817.\\nhills of the storm.} 570.\\nno East no West no, 517.\\nto southeast to west, 781.\\nunripened beauties of the, 298.\\nNorthern main, to the, 333.\\nthought is slow, 648.\\nNorth-wind s breath, 570.\\nNorval, niy name is, 392.\\nNorwegian hills, hewn on, 224.\\nNor -wester is blowing, a strong, 510.\\nNose, any, may ravage a rose, 643.\\ndown his innocent, 67.\\nentuned in hire, 1.\\nhis own, would not assert his, 415.\\ninto other men s porridge, 787.\\nplly red nose, 683.\\nlook so blue, why does thy, 673.\\nof Cleopatra, 799.\\non a man s face, 44, 192, 785.\\npaying through the, 858.\\nsharp as a pen, 91.\\nspectacles on, and pouch on side, 69.\\nthat s his precious, 585.\\nto the grindstone, 360.\\nwipe a bloody, 349.\\nNoses, and pleasant scents the, 655.\\nathwart men s, 104.\\nto the grindstone, 11, 172, 191.\\nNosegay of culled flowers, 779.\\nNostril, that ever offended, 46.\\nupturned his, 239.\\nNostrils, breath is in his, S33.\\nNot a drum was heard, 563.\\ndead but gone before, 455.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1069.jp2"}, "1064": {"fulltext": "1040\\nINDEX.\\nNot if I know myself at all, 509.\\nin the vein, I am, 97.\\nin toys we spent them, 260.\\nlost but gone before, 283.\\nof an age but for all time, 179.\\nthat I loved Caesar less, 113.\\nto know me, 234.\\nto speak it profanely, 137.\\nwhat we wish, 390.\\nwith me is against me, 842.\\nNotches on the blade, 811.\\nNote, deed of dreadful, 121.\\ndeserving, 201.\\nit in a book, 834.\\nof him take no, 52.\\nof praise, swells the, 3S4.\\nof preparation, give dreadful, 92.\\nof time, we take no, 306.\\nof, when found make a, 652.\\ntake note take, O world, 154.\\nthat means to be of, 158.\\nthat swells the gale, 386.\\nwhich Cupid strikes, 218.\\nyouth that means to be of, 158.\\nNotes, all the compass of the, 271.\\nby distance made more sweet, 390.\\nchiel s amang ye takin 449.\\nof woe, the deepest, 452.\\nthick-warbled, 241.\\nthy liquid, 251.\\nthy once loved poet sung, 335.\\nwith many a winding bout, 249.\\nNote-book, set in a. 115.\\nNothing, a thing cannot go back to, 751.\\nbecomes him ill, 55.\\nbefore and nothing behind, 503.\\nblessed is he who expects, 347.\\nbut that, might ever do, 78.\\nbut vain fantasy, begot of, 105.\\nbut well and fair, 242.\\nbut what hath been said before, 185,\\n702.\\ncan be well done hastily, 711.\\ncan bring back the hour, 478.\\ncan come out of nothing, 751.\\ncan cover his high fame, 198.\\ncan need a lie, 205.\\ncan touch him further, 121.\\ncan we call our own but death, 82.\\ncomes amiss so money comes, 72.\\ncomes to the new or strange, 625.\\ncommon did or mean, 263.\\ncondition of doing, 748.\\ncreated something of, 222.\\ndeath in itself is, 276.\\ndies but something mourns, 558.\\nearthly could surpass her, 555.\\neither good or bad, 134.\\nelse but to be mended, 211.\\nemboldens sin so much as mercy, 109.\\nexcept a battle lost, 463.\\nextenuate, 156.\\nfor thee is too early, 752.\\nfull of sound and fury signifying, 125.\\ngives to airy, 59.\\nhalf so sweet in life, 521.\\nhaving, yet hath all, 174.\\nhid from the heat thereof, 819.\\nNothing, I have everything yet have, 702.\\nI owe much, I have, 770.\\nI want nothing and I possess, 702.\\nif not critical, 151.\\nill can dwell in such a temple, 43.\\nin excess, 757.\\nin his life became him, 117.\\ninfinite deal of, speaks an, 60.\\nis but what is not, 116.\\nis changed in France, 809.\\nis good or fair alone, 598.\\nis impossible, 11.\\nis here for tears, 242.\\nis law that is not reason, 278.\\nis so hard but search will find it out.\\n203.\\nis there to come, 261.\\nis unnatural, 441.\\nlearned nothing and forgotten, 811.\\nlike being used to a thing, 441.\\nlittle is better than, 710.\\nlong, everything by starts and, 268.\\nmust be done too late, 720.\\nnew except what is forgotten, 811.\\nof him that doth fade, 42.\\npassages that lead to, 386.\\nprofits more than self-esteem, 238.\\nrisks nothing gains, 21.\\nsays, when nothing to say, 374.\\nsecretly, do, 697.\\nsettled in manners, there is, 602.\\nso becomes a man as modest stillness,\\n91.\\nso difficult but it may be found out,\\n704.\\nso expensive as glory, 460.\\nso precious as time, 773.\\nstarve with, 60.\\nsucceeds like success, 858.\\nthat he did not adorn, 367.\\nthe sweet do, 748.\\nthe world knows, of its greatest men,\\n594.\\nt is something, 153.\\nt is not for, we life pursue, 276.\\nto him falls early, 183.\\nto this, but, 378.\\nto wail or knock the breist, 242.\\nto write about, 748.\\ntriumphs for, 160.\\ntrue but heaven, 524.\\nwe desire, so much as what we ought\\nnot to have, 711.\\nwill come of nothing, 146.\\nwise for saying, 60.\\nwise men say, in dangerous times, 196.\\nzealous for, 373.\\nNothings, such laboured, 324.\\nNothingness, day of, 548.\\npass into, 574.\\nNoticeable man, 472.\\nNotion, blunder and foolish, 448.\\nNotions, fudge we call old, 661.\\nNotorious by base fraud, 715.\\nNought is everything, 517.\\nshall make us rue, 80.\\nso vile that on the earth, 106.\\nNourish all the world, 56.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1070.jp2"}, "1065": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1041\\nNourisher in life s feast, 120.\\nNourishment called supper, 54.\\nNovelty, pleased with. 417.\\nNovember s surly blast, 446.\\nNow and forever. 533.\\ncame still evening on, 233.\\neternal, does always last, 261.\\neverlasting, 261.\\nI know it, thought so once, 350.\\nI lay me down to sleep, 6S7.\\nif it be, t is not to come, 145.\\nis the accepted time, 846.\\ns the day, now s the hour, 450.\\nNoyance or unrest, 357.\\nNull, splendidly, 631.\\nthe evil is, 649.\\nNulla dies sine linea, 720.\\nNullum magnum ingenium, 267.\\nquod tetigit non ornavit, 367.\\nNumber, blessings without, 302.\\nhappiness of the greatest, 856.\\nour days, teach us to, 822.\\nstand more for, than accompt, 48.\\nNumbers, add to golden, 182.\\ngood luck in odd, 46.\\nharmonious, 230.\\nlisped in, 327.\\nlived in Settle s, 331.\\nluck in odd, there is, 583.\\nmagic, and persuasive sound, 294.\\nround, are false, 375.\\nsanctified the crime, 425.\\nstream in smoother, 324.\\ntell me not in mournful, 612.\\nthere is divinity in odd, 46.\\nwarmly pure, 3S9.\\nNtm, like sentinel and, 635.\\nthe holy time is quiet as a. 470.\\nNunnery get thee to a, 136.\\nNunquam se minus otiosum, 455.\\nNuptial bower, led her to the, 237.\\nNurse a flame, if you, 516.\\ncontemplation, her best, 244.\\nfor a poetic child, 489.\\nnature s soft, 89.\\nof arms and land of scholars, 395.\\nof manly sentiment. 410.\\nof young desire, 427.\\nNurses, wives are old men s, 165.\\nNurse s arms, puking in the, 69.\\nNursed a dear gazelle. 526.\\nNursing her wrath, 451.\\nNutbrown ale, the spicy, 249.\\nNutmeg-graters, rough as. 313.\\nNutmegs and cloves, 683.\\nNutrition, to draw, 317.\\nNvmph, a wanton ambling. 95.\\nhaste thee, 248.\\nin thy orisons, 136.\\nmountain, sweet liberty, 248.\\nNaiad or a Grace. 400.\\nNympha pudica Deum vidit. 258.\\nNympholepsy of fond despair, 546.\\nO me no O s, 862.\\nOak, bend a knotted. 294.\\nbrave old, the, 667.\\nfor angling rod a sturdy, 217.\\nOak, from a small acorn grows, 459.\\nhardest-timbered, 94.\\nhearts of, are our ships, 3SS.\\nhollow, our palace is, 537.\\nlittle strokes fell great, 360.\\nmany strokes overthrow the tallest.\\n32.\\nnodosities of the, 412.\\nraven on yon left-hand, 349.\\nshadow of the British, 410.\\nships were British, 388.\\nOaks, branch-charmed, 575.\\nfrom little acorns, tall, 459.\\nOaken bucket, the old, 537.\\nOar, drip of the suspended, 543.\\nin every man s boat, 789.\\nlow stir of leaves and dip of, 619.\\nsoft moves the dipping, 674.\\nspread the thin, 318.\\nOars alone can ne er prevail, 416.\\nkeep time and voices tune, 518.\\nwere silver j the, 157.\\nwith falling, 262.\\nOat-cakes and sulphur, the land of, 459.\\nOath, corporal, 788.\\ngood mouth-filling, 86.\\nhard a keeping, sworn too, 54.\\nhe never made, to break an. 214.\\nhe that imposes an, 214.\\nhonour of more weight than an, 757.\\nno, too binding for a lover, 697.\\nnot the, makes us believe, 696.\\nspirit flew up with the, 379.\\ntrust no man on his. 109.\\nOaths, false as dicers 140.\\nsoldier full of strange, 69.\\nOatmeal, literature on a little, 460.\\nOats food for horses, 187.\\nObadias, David, Josias, 686.\\nObdured breast, arm the, 228.\\nObedience bane of all genius. 567.\\nsupreme powers keep men in, 193.\\nto God, 859.\\nObey the important call. 421.\\nto love cherish and to, 851.\\ntroops of friends, 124.\\nwhom three realms. 326.\\nObject be our country, let our, 530.\\nin possession, 748.\\nObjects in an airv height. 287.\\nof all thought^ 467.\\nsees in all, eye of intellect. 579.\\nObligation, haste to pay an, 795.\\nto posteritv, 439.\\nObliged by hunger, 326.\\nObliging, so, ne er obliged, 327.\\nOblivion, after life is, 750.\\nbury in. 201.\\nsecond childishness and mere, 69.\\nstretch her wing. 347.\\ntooth of time and razure of, 49.\\nOblivious antidote, some sweet, 125.\\nObscure grave, a little little, 82.\\npalpable, 227.\\nObscures the show of evil, 63.\\nObsequious majesty, 237.\\nObservance, breach than the, 130.\\nwith this special, 137.\\n66", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1071.jp2"}, "1066": {"fulltext": "1042\\nINDEX.\\nObservation, bearings of this, 652.\\nby my penny of, 55.\\nsmack of, 78.\\nstrange places crammed with, 68.\\nwith extensive view, 365.\\nObservations which we make, 320.\\nObserve the opportunity, 837.\\nObserver, God has waited six thousand\\nyears for an, 670.\\nhe is a great, 111.\\nObservers, observed of all, 136.\\nObserver s sake, partial for the, 320.\\nObstinate questionings of sense, 478.\\nObstruction, to lie in cold, 48.\\nOccasion, courage mounted with, 78.\\nmellowing of, 55.\\nrequires, silent when, 729.\\nto know one another, 45.\\nwhen to take, by the hand, 623.\\nOccasions and causes, 93.\\nqualities to meet great, 663.\\nOccident, in the yet unformed, 39.\\nOccupation, absence of, 415.\\ns gone, Othello s, 154.\\nOccupations, let thy, be few, 752.\\nOccurrence, fortuitous, 403.\\nOcean bed, daystar in the, 248.\\ndeep bosom of the, 95.\\ndepths of the, 674.\\ngirdled with the sky, 507.\\ngrasp the, with my span, 303.\\ngreat Neptune s, 120.\\nI have loved thee, 547.\\nis this the mighty, 512.\\nleans against the land, 395.\\nlife s tremulous, 528.\\nlike the round, 507.\\nmurmurs as the, 512.\\nnothing but sky and, 503.\\nof truth all undiscovered, 278.\\non life s vast, 317.\\non whose awful face, 610.\\nroll on thou dark blue, 547.\\nsunless retreats of the, 524.\\nthe round, 467.\\nto the river of his thoughts, 553.\\nunfathomed caves of, 385.\\nupon a painted, 498.\\nwave, life on the, 675.\\nwave of the, 680.\\nOcean s foam to sail, on, 542.\\nmane, hand upon the, 588.\\nmelancholy waste, 572.\\nO clock, for it s nou ten, 679.\\nOctober, dies in, 184.\\nOctogenarian chief, the, 545.\\nOctosyllabic verse, the, 550.\\nOcular proof, give me, 154.\\nOdd numbers, divinity in, 46.\\nnumbers, luck in, 583.\\nnumbers most effectual, 720.\\nnumbers, the god delights in, 720.\\nOdds, facing fearful, 593.\\nlife must one swear, 287.\\nwith morning, night almost at, 123.\\nOdious, comparisons are, 7, 40, 177,\\nin woollen, 321.\\nOdorous, comparisons are, 52.\\nOdour, stealing and giving, 74.\\nsweet and wholesome, 296.\\nOdours crushed are sweeter, 455.\\nflung rose flung, 238.\\nSabean, 232.\\nvirtue is like precious, 165.\\nwhen sweet violets sicken, 567.\\nOdyssey, the Iliad and the, 503.\\nO er-dusted, than gilt, 102.\\nO erflowing full, without, 257.\\nOff with his head, 97, 296.\\nOffence, detest the, 333.\\nforgave the, 273.\\nfrom amorous causes, spring, 325.\\nis rank, my, 139.\\nno harshness gives, 324.\\nreturning after, 242.\\nOffences, too thin to hide, 101.\\nOffended, for him have I, 113.\\nOffender, hugged the, 273.\\nlove the, 333.\\nnever pardons the, 206.\\nOffending Adam, whipped the, 90.\\nfront of my, 149.\\nsoul alive, most, 92.\\nOffends at some unlucky time, 328.\\nOffering be, though poor the, 525.\\nOff-heel provokes the caper, his, 442.\\nOffice and affairs of love. 51.\\ncircumlocution, 652.\\nclear in his great, 118.\\ndue participation of, 435.\\nhath but a losing, 88.\\ninsolence of, 135.\\nnomination to, 410.\\ntender, long engage me, 328.\\nto speak patience, t is all men s, 53.\\nOffices are public trusts, 529.\\nfriendship an exchange of good, 795.\\ngreat talents for great, 421.\\nof prayer and praise, 479.\\nOfficer and the office, 461.\\nfear each bush an, 95.\\nof mine, never more be, 152.\\nOfficious innocent sincere, 366.\\nOffspring, new fledged, 396.\\nof heaven first-born, 230.\\nof the gentilman Jafeth, 182.\\ntime s noblest, 312.\\ntrue source of human, 234.\\nOft expectation fails, 73.\\nhas it been my lot, 390.\\nin the stilly night, 523.\\ninvited me, 150.\\nrepeating they believe em, 288.\\nthe wisest man, he is, 472.\\nOil, business furnishes, 415.\\neverything is soothed by, 717.\\nincomparable Macassar, 555.\\nlittle, in a cruse, 815.\\nmidnight, consumed the, 348.\\nneither did the cruse of, fail, 815.\\nof joy for mourning, 834.\\non the sea, pouring, 740.\\nunprofitably burns, our, 415.\\nOily art, that glib and, 146.\\nman of God, round fat, 357.\\nOintment precious, better than, 830.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1072.jp2"}, "1067": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1043\\nOld age comes on apace, 428.\\nage, dallies like the, 75.\\nage in this universal man, 169.\\nage is a regret, 608.\\nage is beautiful and free, their, 471.\\nage of cards, 321.\\nage serene and bright, 475.\\nage, which should accompany, 124.\\nale enough whether new or, 23.\\nalike fantastic if too new or, 324.\\nalways find time to grow, 312.\\nand fat, grows, 84.\\nas I am for ladies love unfit, 272.\\nauthors to read, 171.\\nBelerium to the northern main, 333.\\nbookes, out of, 5.\\nere I was, 503.\\nfieldes, out of the, 6.\\nfriends are best, 195.\\nfriends old times, 401.\\nfriends to trust, 171.\\nGrimes is dead, 596.\\ngroans ring yet in my ears, 106.\\ngrowing, in drawing nothing up, 419.\\nhave been young and now am, 819.\\nhugged by the, 585.\\nI love everything that s, 401.\\nin the brave days of, 593.\\niron rang, 211.\\njolly place in times of, 472.\\nlove for new, 25.\\nman, a good, 52.\\nman do, what can an, 584.\\nman eloquent, 252.\\nman to have so much blood, 124.\\nman, weak and despised, 147.\\nman s darling, 19.\\nman s heart, blood in an, 655.\\nmanners old books old wine, 171.\\nmen fools, young men think, 36.\\nmen shall dream dreams, 836.\\nmen s dream, 268.\\nmighty minds of, 506.\\nmonks of, those, 678.\\nNick, 215.\\nnobility, leave us still our, 680.\\nnot so, but she may learn, 64.\\noaken bucket, 537.\\nodd ends stolen out of holy writ, 96.\\nsoldiers are surest, 181.\\ntale and often told, 489.\\nTestament, blessing of the, 164.\\nthat glorious song of, 640.\\nthe new transcends the, 618.\\nwine to drink, 171.\\nwine wholesomest, is not, 181.\\nwith service, weary and, 99.\\nwood burns brightest, 181.\\nwood to burn, 171.\\nOldest sins the newest kind of ways, 90.\\nOld-fashioned poetry, 208.\\nOld-gentlemanly vice, 556.\\nOlive-plants, children like, 824.\\nOliver, Rowland for an, 859.\\nOlympian bards who sung, 599.\\nOlympic games, conqueror in the, 733.\\nrace, Alexander in the, 732.\\nOlympus, tottering Ossa stood on, 344.\\nOmega, Alpha and, 849.\\nOmen, asks no, 339.\\nOmnia mutantur, 321.\\nOmnipresent, like the Deity is, 534.\\nOn a lone barren isle, 666.\\nand up amid the hills, 634.\\nhis last legs, 172.\\nStanley on, 490.\\nwith the dance, 542.\\nye brave, 515.\\nOnce a year, Christmas comes but, 20.\\nI thought so, now I know it, 350.\\nin doubt, 153.\\nloved poet sung, notes thy, 335.\\nman can die but, 90.\\nmore unto the breach, 91.\\nmore upon the waters, 542.\\nto be resolved, 153.\\nto every man and nation, 657.\\nOne and inseparable, 533.\\nas the sea, 496.\\ncountry one constitution, 531.\\nfair daughter and no more, 134.\\nfair spirit, with, 547.\\nfell swoop, 124.\\nforty feeding like 469.\\nGod one law one element, 634.\\ngood sir I owe you, 454.\\nkind kiss before we part, 671.\\nled astray, like, 250.\\nman among a thousand, 830.\\nman can do, so much, 263.\\nman s poison, 199.\\nman s will, to live by, 31.\\nman s wit, 861.\\nmany must labour for the, 551.\\nmind in an house, 851.\\nmore unfortunate, 586.\\nnear one is too far, 648.\\nof her, within, 297.\\non God s side is a majority, 641.\\nscience only, 323.\\nthat feared God, 816.\\nthat hath, unto every, 841.\\nthat loved not wisely, 156.\\nthat was a woman, 143.\\nthat would circumvent God, 143.\\nthat would peep and botanize, 471.\\nthought of thee, 333.\\ntruth is clear, 316.\\nOnset, word of, 474.\\nOnward, steer right, 252.\\nupward till the goal ye win, 641.\\nOozing out, my valour is, 441.\\nOpaceous earth, round this, 237.\\nOpe, murder hath broke, 120.\\nmy lips, when I, 60.\\nthe sacred source, 382.\\nOpen and free, hand and heart, 102.\\nas day for melting charity, 90.\\neye, alle night with, 1.\\nlocks whoever knocks, 123.\\nrebuke is better, 829.\\nyield, try what the, 315.\\nOpening bud to heaven conveyed, 500=\\neyelids of the morn, 247.\\nflower, every, 302.\\nparadise to him are, 386.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1073.jp2"}, "1068": {"fulltext": "1044\\nINDEX.\\nOpenings, spots of sunny, 536.\\nOperation, by mere mechanic, 215.\\nit requires a surgical, 459.\\nOpes the palace of eternity, 243.\\nOphiuchus, huge, 229.\\nOpinion, error of, 434.\\nhuman to err in, 742.\\ninconsistencies of, 533.\\nmy deliberate, 505.\\nno way approve his, 77.\\nof his own, still, 215.\\nof Pythagoras, 77.\\nof the law, with good, 440.\\nof the strongest, 797.\\npay for his false, 215.\\nscope of my, 126.\\nwhat thinkest thou of his. 77.\\nOpinions back with wager, 554.\\nforce of, 775.\\nhalt between two, 815.\\nI have bought golden, 118.\\nmaintain no ill, 398.\\nnever two, alike, 777.\\nof mankind, 434.\\nstiff in, always in the wrong, 268.\\nOpportunities lost never regained, 720.\\nOpportunity, dust of servile, 483.\\nobserve the, 837.\\nwatch your, 758.\\nwe often miss our, 709.\\nwill prevail, 758.\\nOpposed, that the, may beware, 130.\\nOpposing end them, by, 135.\\nOppressed, while one man s, 320.\\nwith two weak evils, 69.\\nOppression, rumour of, 418.\\nOppressor s wrong, 135.\\nOppugnancy, in mere, 102.\\nOptics sharp it needs, 439.\\nturn their, in upon t, 214.\\nOracle, I am Sir, 60.\\nof God, fast by the, 223.\\npronounced wisest, 241.\\nOracles are dumb, 251.\\nOracular tongue, use of my, 440.\\nOraculous, let him, thy fate display, 344.\\nOrange bright, like golden lamps, 262.\\nflower perfumes the bower, 494.\\nglows, where the gold, 803.\\nOrations, make no long, 432.\\nobjections against, 738.\\nOrator, I am no, 114.\\nOrators, loud-bawling, 735.\\nrepair, the famous, 241.\\nvery good, when they are out, 71.\\nOratory, flowery, he despised, 304.\\nOrb, foolery does walk about this, 76.\\nin orb cycle and epicycle, 237.\\nmonthly changes in her circled, 106.\\nof one particular tear, 163.\\nof song, that mighty, 479.\\nthere is not the smallest, 65.\\nOrbaneja the painter, 788.\\nOrbed maiden with white fire, 565.\\nOrbit and sum of Shakespeare s wit, 600.\\nOrcades, in Scotland at the, 318.\\nOrchard lawns, happy fair with, 629.\\nsleeping within my, 132.\\nOrchestral silences, grand, 621.\\nOrdained of God, 844.\\nOrdains, Heaven a time, 252.\\nOrder change th, the old, 629.\\ndecently and in, 846.\\ngave each thing view, 98.\\nhis mistress to perform, 331.\\nin variety we see, 333.\\nis Heaven s first law, 319.\\nnests ranged in, 242.\\nof your going, stand not upon the,\\n122.\\nreigns in Warsaw, 809.\\nset thine house in, 834.\\nthis better in France, 379.\\nto haud the wretch in, 448.\\nOrders, Almighty s, to perform, 299.\\nbrought, large elements in, 634.\\nprofane no divine, 398.\\nOrdinances, external, 369.\\nOrdinary men are fit for, 146.\\nmen, reach of, 470.\\nOrdine retrogrado, 169.\\nOre, new-spangled, 248.\\nOrgan, most miraculous, 135.\\nof her life, every lovely, 53.\\nsilent, loudest chants, 599.\\nOrgans dimensions senses, 63.\\nOrganically incapable of a tune, 509.\\nOrganized hypocrisy, 607.\\nOrgan-pipe of frailty, 80.\\nOrient beams, spreads his, 233.\\nmould, shaft of, 570.\\npearl, a double row, 685.\\npearl, sowed the earth with, 234.\\npearls at random strung, 437.\\npearls, puddly thoughts to, 783.\\nOrigin, every gift of noble, 474.\\nOriginal a thought is often, G37.\\nand end, 367.\\nbrightness, lost her, 225.\\nproclaim, their great, 300.\\nOriginals, reading books in the, 603.\\nShakespeare more original than his,\\n604.\\nOriginality, solitude of his own, 677.\\nOriginator and quoter, 604.\\nOrion, loose the bands of, 818.\\nOrisons, nymph in thy, 136.\\nOrmus and of Ind, wealth of, 226.\\nOrnament, foreign aid of, 356.\\nin prosperity, education an, 762.\\nis but the guiled shore, 63.\\nit carried none, 811.\\nof a meek and quiet spirit, 849.\\nof beauty is suspect, 162.\\nsent to be a moment s, 474.\\nto his profession, 164.\\nto society, 510.\\nOrnate and gay, 242.\\nOrphan s tears, wronged, 194.\\nOrpheus, bid the soul of, sing, 250.\\nharp of, 253.\\nwith his lute, 98.\\nOrthodox, prove their doctrine, 210.\\nOrthodoxy is my doxy, 858.\\nOsity and ation, words in, 462.\\nOssa on Olympus stood, 344.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1074.jp2"}, "1069": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1045\\nOssa on Pelion, 809.\\non the top of Pelion, 772.\\nOstentatious, elegant but not, 369.\\nOstrich, resembled the wings of an, 590.\\nOswego spreads her swamps, 395.\\nOthello s breast, a rush against, 15G.\\noccupation s gone, 154.\\nvisage in his mind, I saw, 151,\\nOthers apart sat on a hill, 228.\\nshould build for him, 470.\\nOunce of civet, give me an, 148.\\nof poison in one pocket, 593.\\nOur acts our angels are, 183.\\nOursels, to see, as others see, 448.\\nOurselves are at war, 183.\\nthe fault is in, 110.\\nto know, knowledge is, 320.\\nOut brief candle, 125.\\ndamned spot, 124.\\ngood orators when they are, 71.\\nmordre wol, 5.\\nof house and home, 89.\\nof my lean and low ability, 77.\\nof old bookes, 6.\\nof sight out of mind, 7, 35.\\nof the frying-pan, 18.\\nof the old fieldes, 6.\\nof thine own mouth, 842.\\nOutbreak of a fiery mind, 133.\\nOutdid the frolic wine, 203.\\nthe meat, 203.\\nOut-herods Herod, 137.\\nOutlives in fame, 296.\\nthis day and comes safe home, 92.\\nOut-paramoured the Turk, 147.\\nOutrageous fortune, arrows of, 135.\\nOutrageously virtuous, 297.\\nOutrun the constable, 212.\\nOutshone the wealth of Ormus, 226.\\nOutside, swashing and a martial, 66.\\nwhat a goodly, falsehood hath, 61.\\nOut-topping knowledge, 665.\\nOutvenoms all the worms of the Nile, 160.\\nOut-vociferize even sound itself, 285.\\nOutward and visible sign, 850.\\nappear beautiful, 841.\\nform and feature, 503.\\nside, angel on the, 49.\\nwalls, banners on the, 125.\\nOver the hills and far away, 348.\\nviolent or over civil, 268.\\nOverarched, Etrurian shades high, 224.\\npillared shade high, 239,\\nOvercame, I came saw and, 90.\\nOver-canopied with woodbine, 58.\\nOvercome but half his foe, 225.\\nevil with good, 844.\\nus like a summer s cloud, 122.\\nOvercomes by force, 225.\\nOver-flowing full, without, 257.\\nOver-measure, enough with, 103.\\nOvermuch, be not righteous, 830.\\nOver-payment of delight, 508.\\nOverpowering knell, 508.\\nOver-refinement, let not, deck thy\\nthoughts, 750.\\nOverthrow, purposed, 162.\\nOver-weathered ribs, 62.\\nOvid Murray, how sweet an, 332.\\nOwe, if I can t pay, I can, 9.\\nmuch I have nothing, 770.\\nno man anything, 844.\\nyou one, thank you I, 454.\\nOwed, dearest thing he, 117.\\nOwing owes not, a grateful mind, 231.\\nOwl, hawked at by a mousing, 120.\\nthat shrieked, it was the, 119.\\nto be afraid of an, 292.\\nOwls, answer him ye, 331.\\nto Athens, sending, 760.\\nOwlet atheism, the, 501.\\nOwn, do what I will with mine, 840.\\nevery subject s soul is his, 92.\\nGod marked him for his, 208.\\nthe soft impeachment, 441.\\nwould not assert his nose his, 415,\\nOwned with a grin, 507.\\nOwner, grief makes his, stoop, 79.\\nox knoweth his, 832.\\nOwners, kick their, 439.\\nOx, fish sold for more than an, 734.\\ngoeth to the slaughter, 825.\\nknoweth his owner, 832.\\nthan a stalled, 826.\\nOxen, who drives fat, 375.\\nOxenforde, clerk ther was of, 1.\\nOxlips and the crown imperial, 78.\\nand the nodding violet, 58.\\nOyster crossed in love, 442.\\nman that first eat an, 292.\\nnot good without an R in the month,\\n857.\\npearl in your foul, 72.\\nthe world s mine, 45.\\nt was a fat, 334, 800.\\nPace, creeps in this petty, 125.\\ninoffensive, 237.\\nthoughts with violent, 155.\\nPaces, time travels in divers, 70.\\nPacific, stared at the, 576.\\nPacings, the long mechanic, 625.\\nPack, as a huntsman his, 399=\\nPack-staff, plain as a, 172.\\nPagan horn, lends his, 331.\\nsuckled iu a creed, 476.\\nPage, beautiful quarto, 442.\\nhistory hath but one, 546.\\nof knowledge, ample, 384.\\npictures atone for the, 331.\\nprescribed, all but the, 315.\\nrank thee upon glory s, 518.\\ntorn from their destined, 456.\\nPageant, insubstantial, 43.\\ntrain when I am dead, no, 571.\\nPageantry of a king, 688.\\nPaid dear for his whistle, 361.\\nwell that is well satisfied, 65,\\nPain, akin to, 614,\\nall the heart then knew of, 679.\\nand anguish wring the brow, 490.\\nand ruin, threats of, 385\\nbe our joys three parts, 649.\\nchange the place and keep the, 303,\\ncure is not worth the, 725.\\ndie of a rose in aromatic, 316=", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1075.jp2"}, "1070": {"fulltext": "1046\\nINDEX.\\nFain, dull narcotics numbing, 631.\\nerror wounded writhes with, 573.\\nfor promised joy, 446.\\nfrown at pleasure smile in, 309.\\nglad life s arrears of, 650.\\ngreatest, it is to love, 261.\\nheart that never feels a, 377.\\nin company with, 476.\\nis felt in every member, 788.\\nit is that pain to miss, 261-\\nit was to drown, 96.\\nlabour we delight in physics, 120.\\nlaughter is fraught with some, 565.\\nlessened by another s anguish, 104.\\nmighty, to love it is, 261.\\nnaught but grief and, 446.\\nno fiery throbbing, 367.\\nno throbs of fiery, 367.\\nof finite hearts that yearn, 648.\\npleasures banish, 303.\\npleasures in the vale of, 492.\\nshort-lived, 489.\\nsigh yet feel no, 525.\\nsome natural sorrow loss or, 473.\\nstranger yet to, 381.\\nsweet is pleasure after, 271.\\ntender for another s, 381.\\nthat has been and may be, 473.\\nthough full of, 227.\\nto break its links so soon, 520.\\ntoo much rest becomes a, 346.\\nto the bear, 593.\\nturns with ceaseless, 394.\\nvows made in, 231.\\nPains and penalties of idleness, 332.\\ngrow sharp, when, 432.\\nlabour for his, 378.\\nman of pleasure man of, 309.\\nof love be sweeter far, 276.\\npleasure in poetic, 419.\\nstings you for your, 313.\\nwhich only poets know, 419.\\nworld of sighs for my, 150.\\nPainful vigils keep, pensive poets, 331.\\nwarrior famoused for fight, 161.\\nPaint an inch thick, 144.\\nlike nature, who can, 355.\\nlion not so fierce as they, 206.\\nno words can, 437.\\nthe laughing soil, 535.\\nthe lily gild refined gold, 79.\\nthe meadows with delight, 56.\\nthem, he best can, 333.\\nthem truest praise them most, 300.\\nPainted blind, winged Cupid, 57.\\nblossoms drest, 28.\\ndevil, childhood that fears a, 120.\\nJove, like a, 267.\\nlion is not so fierce as, 222.\\nocean, upon a, 498.\\nshe s all my fancy, her, 682.\\nship, idle as a, 498.\\ntrifles and fantastic joys, 391.\\nPainter, flattering, a, 399.\\ngreat, dips his pencil, 564.\\ngymnastic teacher, 721.\\nnature s sternest, 540.\\nPainting can express, more than, 301.\\nPainting is silent poetry, 742.\\npoetry as speaking, 742.\\nPaintings, I have heard of your, 136.\\nPalace and a prison, 544.\\nbeautiful, the, 266.\\ndeceit in gorgeous, 107.\\nhollow oak our, 537.\\nof eternity, key that opes the, 243.\\nof the soul, 221, 541.\\nPalaces, gorgeous, 43.\\nmid pleasures and, 568.\\nprinces cottages had been, 60.\\nprosperity within thy, 824.\\nPale, call it fair not, 500.\\ncast of thought, 136.\\nfeet crossed in rest, 667.\\ngradations, no, 493.\\nhis uneffectual fire, gins to, 132.\\njessamine, crow-toe and, 247.\\nmartyr in shirt of fire, 667.\\nmy cheeks make, 199.\\npassion loves, places which, 184.\\nprithee why so, 256.\\nrealms of shade, 572.\\nunripened beauties, 298.\\nPale-eyed priest, 251.\\nPale-faced moon, 84.\\nPalestines, Delphian vales the, 562.\\nPalinurus nodded at the helm, 332.\\nPall, in sceptred, 250.\\nPall Mall, sweet shady side of, 432.\\nPallas, perched upon a bust of ,640.\\nJove and Mars, 642.\\nPalls upon the sense, 298.\\nPalm and southern pine, land of, 628.\\nbear the, alone, 110.\\nitching, 114.\\nlike some tall, 535.\\nof my hands, oozing out at the, 441.\\nof orange blossom and, 628.\\nopen palm upon his, 617.\\nPalms, his islands left their fronded, 619.\\nPalm-tree, flourish like the, 822.\\nPalmer s weed, votarist in, 243.\\nPalmy state of Rome, 126.\\nPalpable and familiar, 504.\\nhit, 145.\\nobscure, the, 227.\\nPalsied eld, 48.\\nPalsy-stricken, poor weak, 575.\\nPalter in a double sense, 126.\\nPaly flames, through their, 92.\\nPampered, goose, 318.\\nmenial drove me from the door, 433.\\nPan, awe-inspiring god, 480.\\nis dead great Pan is dead, 621, 740.\\nleap out of the frying, 18.\\nto Moses lends his pagan horn, 331.\\nPancakes, flat as, 173.\\nPanders will, reason, 140.\\nPandora, more lovely than, 234.\\nPang as great as when a giant dies, 48.\\ndismissed without a parting, 296.\\nlearn nor account the, 649.\\npreceding death, 398.\\nthat rends the heart, 398.\\nPangs and fears, 99.\\nof despised love, 135.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1076.jp2"}, "1071": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1047\\nPangs of guilty power, 367.\\nthe wretched find, 549.\\nwhich it hath witnessed, 481.\\nPansies for thoughts, 142.\\nPansy for lovers thoughts, 35.\\nfreaked with jet, 24S.\\nPant for you, till we meet shall, 671.\\nPants for glory, 329.\\nfor twenty-one, 329.\\nPantaloon, lean and slippered, 69.\\ny- Panteth, as the hart, 820.\\nPanting syllable, chase a, 416.\\ntime toiled after him in vain, 366.\\nPaper bullets of the brain, 51.\\ncredit, blest, 322.\\nhe hath not eat, 55.\\nportion of uncertain, 556.\\nthat ever blotted, 64.\\nPapers in each hand, 326.\\nspeak from your folded, 636.\\nPaper-mill, thou hast built a, 94.\\nParadise, and walked in, 639.\\nbeyond compare, 497.\\ndrunk the milk of, 500.\\nflowers worthy of, 232.\\nfor horses, Italy a, 192.\\nfor women, England a, 192.\\nheavenly, is that place, 685.\\nhow grows our store in, 569.\\nin this fool s, 444.\\nmust I thus leave thee, 239.\\nof fools, 231, 858.\\nonly bliss of, 419.\\nopened unto you, 836.\\nthought would destroy their, 382.\\nto him are opening, 386.\\nto what we fear of death, 49.\\nParadisiacal pleasures, 387.\\nParagon, an earthly, 160.\\nParallel, admits no, 352.\\nnone but himself his, 352.\\nParcel of their fortunes, 158.\\nParcel-gilt goblet, 89.\\nParchment should undo a man, that, 94.\\nPard, bearded like the, 69.\\nPard-like spirit, 565.\\nPardon in the degree that we love, 796.\\nor to bear it, 423.\\nsomething to the spirit of liberty, 408.\\nthey ne er, 275.\\nPardons, the offender never, 206.\\nPardoned all except her face, 559.\\nParent from the sky, keep one, 328.\\nknees, a new-born child, 438.\\nof good, 235.\\nof invention, necessity the, 441.\\nthe people s, 343.\\nParents passed into the skies, 423.\\nwere the Lord knows who, 286.\\nParfit gentil knight, a veray, 1.\\nParis, for French of, 1.\\ngood Americans when they die go to.\\n638.\\ngood talkers only found in, 769.\\nParish church, plain as way to, 68.\\nme no parishes, 862.\\nwide was his, 2.\\nParlour, is it a party in a, 468.\\nParlour, will you walk into my, 605.\\nParlous boy, 96.\\nParmaceti for an inward bruise, 83.\\nParmenio and Alexander, 732.\\nParole of literary men, 374.\\nParson bemused in beer, 326.\\nforty, power, 559.\\nowned his skill, in arguing the, 397.\\nthere goes the, 416.\\nPart, a kick in that, 214.\\nact well your, 319.\\nart and, 852.\\nbelieve it, I do in, 127.\\neach minute and unseen, 615.\\nevery man must play a, 60.\\nfor my own, 111.\\nhard to, when friends are dear, 433.\\nhath chosen that good, 842.\\nimmortal, of myself, 152.\\nlove and then to, 502.\\nmy soul s better, 338.\\nof a hair, ninth, 85.\\nof all that I have met, 625.\\nof being, hath a, 544.\\nof his religion, he made it, 291.\\nof sight, became a, 549.\\nof valour, the better, 87.\\nof wisdom, 420.\\nso he plays his, 69.\\nto heaven gave his blessed, 100.\\nvital in every, 236.\\nwe know in, 845.\\nParts, all his gracious, 79.\\nallure thee, if, 319.\\nman of sovereign, 55.\\nmark of virtue in his outward, 63.\\nof good natural, 786.\\nof one stupendous whole, 316.\\none man plays many, 69.\\npawing to get free his hinder, 236.\\nPartake the gale, 320.\\nParted, double cherry seeming, 58.\\nnever met or never, 452.\\nwhen we two, 539.\\nParthenon, Earth proudly wears the, 598.\\nPartial evil universal good, 316.\\nfor the observer s sake, 320.\\nwe grow more, 320.\\nParticipation of divineness, 169.\\nof office, 435.\\nParticle, that very fiery, 560.\\nParticular hair, each, 131.\\nstar, a bright, 73.\\ntear, orb of one, 163.\\nParties, I name no, 198.\\nParting day dies like the dolphin, 545.\\nday, knell of, 384.\\nday linger and play, 529.\\nguest, speed the, 346.\\nis such sweet sorrow, 106.\\npang, dismissed without a, 296.\\nwas well made, 115.\\nPartings, such, break the heart, 540.\\nPartington, Dame, 462.\\nPartition, middle wall of, 847.\\nunion in, 58.\\nPartitions, what thin, 267, 316.\\nPartly may compute, we, 448.", "height": 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Let it, 809.\\nmy imperfections by, 459.\\nnever never comes to, 454.\\nso it came to, 404.\\nPassage, act of common, 160.\\nbird of, cuckoo is a, 720.\\neach dark, shun, 311.\\nof an angel s tear, 576.\\nto fret a, 221.\\nPassages that lead to nothing, 386.\\nPassed in music out of sight, 625.\\nPassenger pukes in, sea the, 559.\\nwandering, 243.\\nPasseth all understanding, 847.\\nshow, that which, 127.\\nPassing fair, is she not, 44.\\nrich with forty pounds, 396.\\nstrange, t was, 150.\\nsweet is solitude, 416.\\nthe love of women, 815.\\nthought, like a, 447.\\nthrough nature to eternity, 127.\\ntribute of a sigh, 385.\\nwell, daughter which he loved, 134.\\nPassion catching all, 163.\\nchaos of thought and, 317.\\ndies, till our, 182.\\ndriven by, 447.\\nhaunted me like a, 467.\\nis the gale, 317.\\nleads, where, 672.\\nlight the fires of, 617.\\nmay I govern my, 670.\\none, doth expel another, 36.\\nonly I discern infinite, 648.\\nplaces which pale, loves, 184.\\nput me into a towering, 145.\\nruling, 321, 322.\\nsomething with, clasp, 617.\\nspent its novel force, 626.\\nto tatters, tear a, 137.\\nvows with so much, 281.\\nwe feel, happier in the, 795.\\nwhirlwind of, 137.\\nwoman in her first, 557.\\nwomen love in their first, 796.\\nPassions, all, all delights, 501.\\nare likened best to floods, 25.\\nfly with life, all other, 508.\\nnecessity of mortal, 740.\\nnever let such angry, rise, 302.\\nnoblest, to inspire, 377,\\nto be relished, 774,\\nPassion s slave, man that is not, 138.\\nPassion-waves are lulled to rest, 562.\\nPassionate intuition, 481.\\nsimple sensuous and, 254,\\nPassiveness, in a wise, 466,\\nPast all surgery, 152,\\nPast and to come seems best, 89.\\nanticipate the, 440.\\nat least is secure, 532.\\nconclude the future by the, 776.\\ngroaning ever for the, 651.\\nhallowed quiets of the, 661.\\nheaven has not power upon the, 274.\\nhelp should be past grief, 77.\\nindemnity for the, 364.\\nis gone, the, 750.\\nleave thy low-vaulted, 636.\\nlet the dead, bury its dead, 612.\\nmiracles are, 73.\\nneither the, nor the future, 749.\\nnever plan the future by the, 411.\\nnothing to come and nothing, 261.\\nour dancing days, 105.\\nrepent what s, 141.\\nshadowy, summon from the, 614.\\nthe bitter, more welcome the sweet,\\n74.\\nthe bounds of freakish youth, 419.\\nthe size of dreaming, 159.\\nthe v/it of man, 58.\\nunsighed for, 482.\\nvoice of the, 580.\\nwhen on the, I fondly dwell, 587,\\nPaste and cover to our bones, 82.\\nPastime and our happiness, 477.\\nPastoral, cold, 576.\\nPastors, as some ungracious, 129.\\nPasture shall prepare, the Lord my, 300.\\nPastures and fresh woods, 248.\\nlie down in green, 819.\\nPatch grief with proverbs, 53.\\nup his fame, 412.\\nPatches, king of shreds and, 141.\\nPate, you beat your, 336.\\nPaternal acres, a few, 334.\\nPath, light unto my, 823.\\nmotive guide, original and end, 367.\\nno, of flowers leads to glory, 797.\\nno royal, to geometry, 811.\\nof dalliance treads, 129.\\nof duty was to glory, 628.\\nof Milton, round the, 485.\\nof sorrow and that alone, 417.\\nof the just, 825.\\nthe world advances along its, 523.\\nto heaven, journey like the, 244.\\nto tread, soon or late that, 345.\\nwe tread, side of every, 422.\\nPaths are peace, all her, 825.\\nask for the old, 835.\\nof glory lead to the grave, 384.\\nof joy and woe, checkered, 362.\\nof peevish nature, 288.\\nto woman s love, 198.\\nPathless groves, 184.\\nwas the dreary wild, 568.\\nway, heaven s wide, 250.\\nwoods, pleasure in the, 547.\\nPathos, that is the true, 449.\\nPatience, abusing of God s, 45.\\nand shuffle the cards, 789.\\nand sorrow strove, 148.\\nby your gracious, 150.\\nflour of wifly, 4,", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1078.jp2"}, "1073": {"fulltext": "1XDEX.\\n1049\\nPatience, habits of peace and, 207.\\ningredient of genius, 608.\\nmay compass anything, 772.\\nmen s office to speak, 53.\\non a monument, sat like, 7G.\\npassion of great hearts, 656.\\npoor are they that have not, 152.\\npreacheth, 205.\\nsovereign o er transmuted ill, 366.\\nstubborn, 228.\\nthou rose-lipped cherubin, 155.\\nwith, He stands waiting, 793.\\nPatient humble spirit, 182.\\nman, fury of a, 269.\\nman in loss, 159.\\nmerit of the unworthy takes, 135.\\nmust minister to himself, 125.\\nof toil, 428.\\nremedy for every trouble, 701.\\nsearch and vigil long, 555.\\nthough sorely tried, 614.\\nto be, is a branch of justice, 751.\\nto perform, 342.\\nwhen favours are denied, 362.\\nPatiently to endure the toothache, 53.\\nPatines of bright gold, 65.\\nPatriarch, the venerable, 425.\\nPatrick Spence, ballad of, 502.\\nPatriot truth, 675.\\nPatriots all, true, 445.\\nworthy, dear to God, 254.\\nPatriot s boast, such is the, 394.\\nfate, cowards mock the, 681.\\nPatriotism is the last refuge of a scoun-\\ndrel, 372.\\nwhose, would not gain force on the\\nplain of Marathon, 369.\\nPatron and the jail, 365.\\none who looks with unconcern, 370.\\nPattern of excelling nature, 156.\\nto imitate, not as a, 688.\\nPaul, by the apostle, 97.\\nnow by Saint, 295.\\nrobbing Peter he paid, 14, 1S6, 771.\\nPauper, he s only a, 683.\\nPause, an awful, 306.\\nand look back, 678.\\nfor a reply, 1, 113.\\nI stand in, 139.\\nmust give us, 135.\\nnature made a, 306.\\nPavement, riches of heaven s, 225.\\nstars, dust is gold and, 236.\\nPawing to get free, lion, 236.\\nPay, a double debt to, 397.\\nhim in his own coin, 293.\\nif I can t, why I can owe, 9.\\nmore due than more than all can,\\n117.\\nPays all debts, he that dies, 43.\\nbase is the slave that, 91.\\nus but with age and dust, 26.\\nPaying through the nose, 858.\\nPeace, a charge in, 273.\\nabove all earthly dignities, 99.\\nall her paths are, 825.\\nanchor of our, 435.\\nand competence, health, 319.\\nPeace and health, best treasures, 387.\\nand quiet, calm, 249.\\nand rest can never dwell, 223.\\nand righteousness, 821.\\nand slumberous calm, 575.\\nand war, man of, 214.\\nas a breathing time, 407.\\nbe within thy walls, 824.\\nbrooded o er the hushed domain, 642.\\ncankers of a long, 86.\\ncarry gentle, 100.\\ndeep dream of, 536.\\nfirst in war first in, 445.\\nfool when he holdeth his, 827.\\nforever hold his, 850.\\nhabits of patience and, 207.\\nhath her victories, 252.\\nhold companionship in, 103.\\nin freedom s hallowed shade, 459.\\nin thy right hand, 100.\\ninglorious arts of, 263.\\nis its companion, 460.\\nits ten thousand slays, 425.\\nlay me down in, to sleep, 676.\\nlet us have, 664\\nlive in, adieu, 334, 800.\\nmakes solitude and calls it, 550, 747.\\nman of, and war, 214.\\nmeans of preserving, 425.\\nmodest stillness and, 91.\\nnever a good war or bad, 361.\\nno, unto the wicked, 834.\\nnor ease of heart, 389.\\nof God, 847.\\nof mind, dearer than all, 568.\\non earth good will toward men, 841.\\nonly as a breathing time, 407.\\nprepare for war in, 706, 112.\\nrighteousness and, 821.\\nslept in, 100.\\nso sweet, life so dear or, 430.\\nsoft phrase of, 149.\\nsoft, she brings, 288.\\nstar of, return, 515.\\nthe empire is, 810.\\nthinks of war in time of, 191.\\nthousand years of, 633.\\nto be found in the world, 518.\\nto gain our peace have sent to, 12L\\nunjust, before a just war, 361.\\nuproar the universal, 124.\\nwas slain, thrice my, 306.\\nweak piping time of, 96.\\nwhen there is no peace, 835.\\nyour valor won, enjoyed the, 465.\\nPeaceably if we can, 516.\\nwith all men, live, 844.\\nPeaceful evening, welcome, 420.\\nhours I once enjoyed, 422.\\nPeacemaker, If is the only, 72.\\nPeak and pine, dwindle, 116.\\nin Darien, upon a, 576.\\nto peak, far along from, 544.\\nPeaks wrapped in clouds, 543.\\nPealing anthem, 384.\\nPearl and gold, barbaric, 226.\\nchain of all virtues, 182.\\ndouble row of orient, 685.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1079.jp2"}, "1074": {"fulltext": "1050\\nINDEX.\\nPearl for carnal swine, too rich a, 213.\\nheaps of, 96.\\nif all their sand were, 44.\\nin a woman s eye, 35.\\nin your foul oyster, 72.\\nmany a fair, laid up, 182.\\nno radiant, 424.\\nof great price, 839.\\nquarelets of, 201.\\nsowed the earth with orient, 234.\\nthrew a, away, 15G.\\nPearls at random strung, orient, 437.\\nbefore swine, 838.\\ndid grow, asked how, 201.\\nof thought, GG1.\\npuddly thoughts to orient, 783.\\nrow of orient, 685.\\nthat were his eyes, 42.\\nwho would search for, 275.\\nPears from an elm, 791.\\ngo to a pear-tree for, 712.\\nPeasant, some belated, 225.\\ntoe of the, 143.\\nPeasantry, country s pride; 396.\\nPease, like as one, is to another, 32, 773.\\nPebbles, children gathering, 241.\\nPebbly spring, stream or, 504.\\nPeck at, for daws to, 149.\\nof salt, 785.\\nof troubles, 791.\\nPeculiar graces, shot forth, 235.\\ngrand gloomy and, 677.\\nPedants much affect, learned, 210.\\nPedestaled in triumph, 651.\\nPedigree, lass wi a lang, 458.\\nPeep and botanize upon his mother s\\ngrave, 471.\\ninto glory, 264.\\nof day, 202.\\nto what it would, 142.\\nwizards that, 833.\\nPeer, King Stephen was a worthy, 152,406.\\nrhyming, a, 326.\\nPeers, my, the heroes of old, 650.\\nPegasus, turn and wind a fiery, 86.\\nPelf, I crave no, 109.\\nPelion, from Ossa hurled, 707.\\nnods with all his wood, 344.\\non the top of Ossa, 772.\\nOssa on, 809.\\nPellucid streams, 482.\\nPelops line, Thebes or, 250.\\nPelting of this pitiless storm, 147.\\nPembroke s mother Sidney s sister, 179\\nPen and ink, never saw, 77.\\nbecomes a torpedo, 369.\\ndevise wit write, 55.\\nfamous by my, 257.\\nglorious by my, 257.\\nin hand, foolish without, 374.\\nis the tongue of the mind, 789.\\nmightier than the sword, 606.\\nnose sharp as a, 91.\\nof a ready writer, 820.\\nof iron, written with a, 835.\\npoet s, turns them to shapes, 59.\\nproduct of a scoffer s, 479.\\nsuch virtue has my, 162.\\nPen was shaped, 484.\\nworse than the sword, 189.\\nPens a stanza, who, 326.\\nquirks of blazoning, 151.\\nPenalties of idleness, 332.\\nPenance, call us to, 226.\\nPence, take care of the, 352.\\nPendent bed and procreant cradle, 117.\\nrock a towered citadel, 158.\\nworld, 48, 230.\\nPendulum betwixt a smile and tear, 546.\\nPenelophon O king quoth she, 405.\\nPenetrable stuff, made of, 140.\\nPenned it down, so I, 205.\\nPenniless lass, a, 458.\\nPenning bows, t is, 387.\\nPenny for your thoughts, 16, 292.\\nin the urn of poverty, 588.\\nof observation, by my, 55.\\nsaved is a penny got, 363,\\nsaved is twopence dear, 363.\\nseven halfpenny loaves for a, 94.\\nwise pound foolish, 186.\\nPension list is the roll of honour, 669.\\nor lose his, 290.\\nPensioner on the bounties of an hour, 306.\\nto be a miser s, 475.\\nPensive beauty, like, 513.\\ndiscontent, waste nights in, 29.\\npoets painful vigils keep, 331.\\nthrough a happy place, 482.\\nPent, here in the body, 497.\\nlong in populous city, 239.\\nPentameter, in the, 504.\\nPenthouse lid, hang upon his, 116.\\nPent-up Utica, 439.\\nPenury and imprisonment, 49.\\nrepressed their noble rage, 384.\\nPeople, all sorts of, 118.\\nall with one accord, 400.\\nare good, the, 673.\\narose as one man, 814.\\nat leaving unpleasant, 556.\\nby the people for the, 622.\\nfond of ill-luck, 597.\\ngovernment from and for the, C08.\\ngovernment of all the, 639.\\ngovernment of the, 622.\\nin the gristle, 408.\\nindictment against a whole, 408.\\ninurned, weep a, 592.\\njudge men by success, 795.\\nlast, I should choose, 440.\\nmade for the, by the, 532.\\nnever give up their liberties, 411.\\nof the skies common, 174.\\nperish where there is no vision, 829.\\npleurisy of, 199.\\nthat make puns, 637.\\nthe sunbeams, motes that, 249.\\nthey that marry ancient, 222.\\nthy people shall be my, 814.\\nwho would have been poets, 505.\\nwhose annals are blank, 579.\\nPeople s government, 532.\\nparent he protected all, 543.\\nprayer, 268.\\nright maintain, 675.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1080.jp2"}, "1075": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1051\\nPeople s will, based upon her, 623.\\nPeopled, the world must be, 51.\\nPeor and Baalim, 251.\\nPeppercorn, I am a, 86.\\nPepper his cabbage, 712.\\nPeppered the highest, who, 399.\\ntwo of them, I have, 84.\\nPerception, quintessence of, 663.\\nPerch, where eagles dare not, 96.\\nPerchance the dead, 545.\\nto dream, to sleep, 135.\\nPerched and sat, 640.\\nupon a bust of Pallas, 640.\\nPercy and Douglas, song of, 34.\\nPerdition catch my soul, 153.\\nPeregrinations, labours and, 170.\\nPeremptory tone, with a, 415.\\nPerfect chrysolite, one, 156.\\nday, unto the, 825.\\ndays, then if ever come, 658.\\nlove casteth out fear, 849.\\nman, mark the, 819.\\nways of honour, 101.\\nwoman nobly planned, 475.\\nPerfected, a woman, 656.\\nPerfectest herald of joy, 5,1.\\nPerfection, fulness of, 78.\\nof reason, 24.\\nperishes, what s come to, 647.\\npink of, 401.\\npraise and true, 66.\\nPerfections, his sweete, 23.\\nPerfidious bark, that fatal, 247.\\nPerform, an ability that they never, 102.\\npatient to, 342.\\nPerfume and suppliance of a minute,\\n129.\\non the violet, to throw a, 79.\\npuss-gentleman that s all, 415.\\nscent of odorous, 242.\\nPerfumed like a milliner, 83.\\nPerfumes of Arabia, 124.\\nPerhaps, a great, 578.\\nturn out a song, 448.\\nturn out a sermon, 448.\\nPeri at the gate of Eden, 526.\\nbeneath the dark sea, 526.\\nPeril in thine eye, 105.\\nPerils do environ, what, 27, 211.\\ndoe enfold, how many, 27.\\nsafe through a thousand, 497.\\nPerilous edge of battle, 224.\\nshot out of an elder gun, 92.\\nstuff which weighs upon the heart,\\n125.\\nPeriodical fits of morality, 591.\\nPeriods of time, in, 228.\\nPerish, all of genius which can, 552.\\nin its fall, 453.\\nthat thought, 296.\\nwhere there is no vision, the people,\\n829.\\nwith thee, thy money, 843.\\nPerished in his pride, 470.\\nPeriwig-pated fellow, 137.\\nPerjuria ridetamantum Jupiter, 106.\\nPerjuries, Jove laughs at lovers 106,\\nPerjury, lovers 272.\\nPerked up in a glistening grief, 98.\\nPermanent alliances, 425.\\nforward not, 129.\\nPermit to heaven, 240.\\nPernicious to mankind, wine, 338.\\nweed, 415.\\nPerpetual benediction, 478.\\nmotion, scoured with, 88.\\npriesthood, literary men a, 577.\\nPerplex and dash maturest counsels, 226.\\nPerplexed in the extreme, 156.\\nmorality is, 411.\\nthe wisest may well be, 408.\\nPerplexes monarchs, 225.\\nPerseverance better than violence, 726.\\nPersian carpet, discourse like a, 723.\\nPersian gulfs, pearls of thought in, 661.\\nPersians, law of the Medes and, 835.\\nPersian s heaven is easily made, 519.\\nPerson, freedom of, 435.\\noblong square triangular, 461.\\nPersons of good sense, 796.\\nno respect of, place nor, 75.\\nthere is no respect of, with God, 844.\\ntwo distinct, 186.\\nPersonage, genteel in, 285.\\nless imposing, 527.\\nthis goodly, 479.\\nPersuade, tongue to, 255.\\nPersuaded in his own mind, 845.\\nwhom none could advise thou hast,\\n26.\\nPersuading, fair-spoken and, 101.\\nPersuasion flows from his lips, 338.\\nholds aloof, 696.\\nof whatever state or, 435.\\nripened into faith, 481.\\ntips his tongue, 297.\\nPersuasive sound, 339.\\nPertains to feats of broil, 150.\\nPerturbed spirit, rest, 133.\\nPeru, from China to, 305, 403.\\nPerverts the prophets, 539.\\nPestilence and war, 229.\\nlike a desolating, 567.\\nseals that close the, 562.\\nthat walketh in darkness, 822.\\nPetar, hoist with his own, 141.\\nPeter, by robbing, he paid Paul, 14, 771.\\ndenyed his Lord, 686.\\nfeared full twenty times, 468.\\nI 11 call him, 78.\\nPeter s dome, that rounded, 598.\\nkeys, 331.\\nPeterkin, quoth little, 507.\\nPetition me no petitions, 362, 862.\\nPetrifies the feeling, 448.\\nPetticoat, her feet beneath her, 256.\\ntempestuous, 201.\\nPetty pace, creeps in this, 125.\\nPhalanx, in perfect, 225.\\nthe Pyrrhic, 557.\\nPhantasma, like a, 111.\\nPhantom of delight, she was a, 474.\\nPhantoms of hope, 367.\\nPherecydes, stories about, 759.\\nPhials hermetically sealed, 291.\\nPhidias, his awful Jove young, 598.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1081.jp2"}, "1076": {"fulltext": "1052\\nINDEX.\\nPhilanthropists in time of famine, 597.\\nPhilip and Mary on a shilling, 215.\\ndrunk, appeal from, 807.\\nreceiving news of success, 731.\\nwhen arbitrator, 731.\\nPhilips whose touch harmonious, 367.\\nPhilippi, I will see thee at, 115.\\nPhilistines be upon the, 814.\\nopponent of the children of light, 665\\nPhillis, neat-handed, 248,\\nPhilologists who chase a panting syllable,\\n416.\\nPhilosopher and friend, 320.\\ncan scorn, scarce the firm, 356.\\nnever yet that could endure the tooth-\\nache, 53,\\nPhilosophers have judged, as wise, 214.\\nsayings of, 212.\\nwill put their names to their books,\\n188.\\nPhilosophic mind, the, 478.\\nPhilosopher, he was a, 1.\\nmuscular training of a, 745.\\nPhilosophic, Aristotle and his, 1.\\nPhilosophy adversity s sweet milk, 108.\\nbringeth about to religion, 166.\\ncould find it out, if, 134.\\ndepth in, 166.\\ndreamt of in your, 133.\\nfor fear divine, 632.\\nhast any, in thee shepherd, 70.\\nhow charming is divine, 245.\\nI ask not proud, 516.\\ninclineth to atheism, 166.\\nis a good horse in the stable, 401.\\nis nothing but discretion, 195.\\nlights of mild, 297.\\nmakes men deep, 168\\nof one who studies, 745.\\nsearch of deep, 260.\\nteaching by examples, 304.\\nthat no, can lift, 486.\\ntriumphs over past evils, 794.\\nvain wisdom and false, 228.\\nwhat to be gained from, 762.\\nwill clip an angel s wings, 574.\\nPhoebus gins arise, 159.\\nin his strength, 77.\\nwhat a name, 539,\\nPhoebus wain, wheels of, 243.\\nPhocion and Demosthenes, 728.\\nsaying of, 734.\\nPhosphor, sweet, bring the day, 203.\\nPhrase, a fico for the, 45.\\nchoice word and measured, 470.\\nof peace, the soft, 149.\\nproverbed with a grandsire, 104.\\nwould be more german, 145.\\nPhrases, mint of, in his brain, 54.\\nPhrygian Turk, 45.\\nPhysic, gold in, is a cordial, 2.\\npomp, take, 147.\\nthrow, to the dogs, 125.\\nto preserve health, 167.\\nwell because I use none of your, 737.\\nPhysics pain, labour we delight in, 120.\\nPhysical and metaphysical impossibility,\\n578.\\nPhysical arguments and opinions, 780.\\nPhysically impossible, 441.\\nPhysician heal thyself, 841.\\nis there no, there, 835.\\npresumed to call himself a, 692.\\nPhysicians, catch diseases to cure them,\\n189.\\nuse three, 686.\\nPia mater, womb of, 55.\\nPick a pocket, not scruple to, 282.\\nno quarrels, 398.\\nPicks yer pocket, smiles while it, 350.\\nPicked, age is grown so, 143.\\nout of ten thousand, 133.\\nup his crumbs, 393.\\nPicking and stealing, 850.\\nPickwickian sense, in a, 652.\\nPict, from a naked, 685.\\nPicture, look here upon this, 140.\\nplaced the busts between, 312.\\nwho looks at an American, 462.\\nPictures, eyes make, 502.\\nfor the page atone, 331.\\nin Afric maps, savage, 289.\\nof silver, 828.\\nPictured urn, fancy from her, 382.\\nPie, finger in every, 789.\\nno man s, is freed from his finger, 98.\\nPiece, faultless, to see, 323.\\nof British manhood, sounder, 579.\\nof work is a man, what a, 134.\\nPieces, dash him to, 114.\\nPiecemeal on the rock, 549.\\nPiercing the night s dull ear, 92.\\nPierian spring, taste not the 323.\\nPiety nor wit shall lure it, 768.\\nwhose soul sincere, 391.\\nPig in a poke, buying or selling of, 20.\\nPigs squeak, naturally as, 210.\\nPike-staff, plain as a, 351, 800.\\nPilfers wretched plans, 412.\\nPilgrim gray, honour comes a, 390.\\nof eternity, 565.\\nshrines, such graves are, 562.\\nsteps in amice gray, 241.\\nstock pithed with hardihood, 660.\\nPilgrim s Progress that wonderful book,\\n591.\\nPilgrimage, overtaketh in his, 44.\\nPilgrimages, folk to gon on, 1.\\nPillar of fire by night, 813.\\nof salt, 813.\\nof state, seemed a, 227.\\nPillared firmament, 245.\\nshade high overarched, 239.\\nPillory, each window, like a, 214.\\nPillow hard, finds the down, 160.\\nPilot cannot mitigate the billows, 730.\\nin extremity, a daring, 267.\\nt is a fearful night, 581.\\nof my proper woe, 552.\\nof the Galilean lake, 247.\\nthat weathered the storm, 464.\\nPimpernell and twenty more, 72.\\nPin a day s a groat a year, 363.\\nbores with a little, 82.\\nPins it with a star, 582.\\nPin s fee, do not set my life at a, 131.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1082.jp2"}, "1077": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1053\\nPincers tear, where the, 312.\\nPinch, a lean-faced villain, 50.\\nnecessity s sharp, 146.\\nPinches, where the shoe, 724.\\nPmdarus, house of, 252.\\nPine, dwindle peak and, 116.\\nfor thee, then most I, 607.\\nI live they lack I have they, 22.\\nimmovable infixed, 228.\\nland of palm and southern, 628.\\nto equal which the tallest, 224.\\nwith fear and sorrow, 29.\\nPines, silent sea of, 501.\\nthunder-harp of, 667.\\ntops of the eastern, 81.\\nunder the yaller, CCO.\\nPine-apple of politeness, 440.\\nPined and wanted food, 465.\\nin thought, 76.\\nPink and the pansy, 248.\\neyne, Bacchus with, 158.\\nof courtesy, the very, 107.\\nof perfection, 401.\\nPinks that grow, the, 184.\\nPinnace, sail like my, 45.\\nPinned with a single star, 582.\\nPinto, Ferdinand Mendez, 294.\\nPiny mountain, 504.\\nPious action we do sugar o er, 135.\\nfrauds and holy shifts, 212.\\nnot the less a man though, 797.\\nseem when only bilious, 586.\\nthoughts, she sent, 221.\\nPipe but as the linnets sing, 632.\\neasier to be played on than a, 139.\\nfor fortune s finger, 138.\\nGill shall dance and Jack shall, 199.\\nglorious in a, 555.\\ntipped with amber, 555.\\nto smoke in cold weather, 673.\\nto the spirit ditties, 576.\\nPipes and whistles in his sound, 69.\\nsoft, play on, 576.\\nPiping time of peace, 96.\\nPippins, old, toothsomest, 181.\\nPit, monster of the, 329.\\nthey 11 fill a, as well as better, 87.\\nwhoso diggeth a, 829.\\nPitch, dark as, 265.\\nhe that toucheth, 837.\\nmy moving tent, nightly, 497.\\nout of tune above the, 771.\\nwhich flies the higher, 93.\\nPitched, as the mind is, 421.\\nPitcher broken at the fountain, 831.\\nPitchers have ears, 17.\\nPitchfork, clothes thrown on with a, 292.\\nPiteous chase, 67.\\nPith and moment, enterprises of, 136.\\nseven years these arms had, 149.\\nPitiful t was wondrous pitiful, 150.\\nPitiless storm, pelting of this, 147.\\nPity, challenge double, 25.\\ndrops of sacred, 69.\\ngave ere charity began, 396.\\nhe hath a tear for, 90.\\nI learn to, them, 402.\\nis akin to love, 282.\\nPity is the straightest path to love, 91 8 C\\nlike a new-born babe, 118.\\nmelts the mind to love. 272.\\nof it Iago the pity of it, 155.\\nswells the tide of love, 308.\\nt is t is true, 133.\\nthat it was great, so it was, 83.\\nthe sorrows of a poor old man, 433.\\nthen embrace, endure then, 317.\\nupon the poor, he that hath, 827.\\nwrit, within the leaf of. 109.\\nPity s self be dead, till, 390.\\nPity-pat, his heart kep goin, 659.\\nPity-Zekle,but hern went, 659.\\nPixes and rosaries, 215.\\nPlace, all other things give, 349.\\nand time, bounds of, 382.\\nand wealth, get, 329.\\nas a nail in a sure, 834.\\nat home in a better, 67.\\nbelow the skies, 538.\\nbut the fate of, 98.\\ndid then adhere, nor time nor, 118.\\ndignified by the doer s deed, 73.\\near in many a secret, 469.\\neverywhere his, 260.\\nfirst in glory first in, 344.\\nfittest, where man can die, 680.\\nget wealth and, 329.\\nin childhood, there was a, 583.\\nin many a solitary, 468.\\nin thy memory dearest, 678.\\njolly, in times of old, 472.\\nkeep the pain but change the, 303.\\nkiss the, to make it well. 535.\\nknow him any more, 816.\\nmen are servants in great, 165.\\nmind is its own. 224.\\nno, like home, 568.\\nno respect of, 75.\\nof festivity, pleasant, 544.\\nof my birth, came to the, 550.\\nof rest, where to choose their, 240.\\nor time, not to be changed by, 224.\\npensive though a happy, 482.\\npride of, 120.\\nright man in the right, 642.\\nstands upon a slippery, 79.\\nsunshine in the shady, 27.\\nthat has known him, 816.\\nthereof shall know it no more, 816.\\nthose who have the second, 291.\\ntowering in her pride of, 120.\\nwhen virtuous things proceed, 73.\\nwhere he is not known, 372.\\nwhere honour s lodged, 214.\\nwhere the tree falleth, 831.\\nwhich t is not good manners to men-\\ntion, 287.\\nworship the gods of the, 193.\\nPlaces all alike distant from heaven, 190.\\ndo not grace men, 737.\\nfill up their proper, 265.\\nlines in pleasant, 818.\\nmen grace the, 737.\\nother graces follow in proper. 265.\\nshall be hell, all, 41.\\nstrange, crammed, 68.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1083.jp2"}, "1078": {"fulltext": "1054\\nINDEX.\\nPlaces the eye of heaven visits, 80.\\nwhich pale passion loves, 184.\\nPlace-expectants, gratitude of, 304.\\nPlagiare among authors, 253.\\nPlagiarism, memory to convict of, 37G.\\nPlague, every one has his particular, 730.\\nmy wife is my particular, 730.\\nof all cowards, 84.\\nof both your houses, 107.\\nof sighing and grief, 85.\\nthe inventor, return to, 118.\\nupon such backing, 84.\\nus, instruments to, 149.\\nPlagues and common dotages, 188.\\nof heaven, 464.\\nthat haunt the rich, 424.\\nPlain and flat, 658.\\nand simple faith, 114.\\nand to the purpose, 51.\\nas a pack-staff, 172.\\nas a pike-staff, 351, 800.\\nas way to parish church, 68.\\nblunt man, 114.\\nCamilla scours the, 324.\\nin dress, be, 350.\\nknight pricking on the, 27.\\nliving and high thinking, 472.\\nloveliest village of the, 395.\\nnodding o er the yellow, 356.\\nof Marathon, 369.\\nstretched upon the, 539.\\ntale shall put you down, 85.\\nPlains, silver-mantled, 640.\\nPlainness of speech, use great, 846.\\nPlaintive martyrs, 447.\\nPlaited cunning hides, what, 146.\\nPlan, not without a, 314.\\nthat admits no modification, 710.\\nthe simple, sufficeth them, 473.\\nPlans, pilfers wretched, 412.\\nPlanet, born under a rhyming, 54.\\nswims into his ken, when a new, 576.\\nPlanets, guides the, 456.\\nin their turn, all the, 300.\\nthen no, strike, 127.\\nPlanned, perfect woman nobly, 475.\\nPlant, fame is no, 247.\\nfixed like a, 317.\\nhimself on his instincts, 601.\\nof slow growth, confidence is a, 364.\\nrare old, is the ivy green, 652.\\nthat grows on mortal soil, 247.\\nwhile the earth bears a, 675.\\nPlants, aromatic, 398.\\nchildren like olive, 824.\\nsuck in the earth, 260.\\nPlanted a garden, God Almighty, 167,\\nApollos watered I have, 845.\\nof the tree I, 544.\\nPlanting, wheat for this, 616.\\nPlatform, upon the, 129.\\nPlato, taught of the rule of, 254.\\nthou reasonest well, 298.\\nPlato s retirement, 241.\\nPlay and make good cheer, 20.\\nat cherry-pit, 76.\\nbetter at a, 519.\\nfalse, wouldst not, 117.\\nPlay, good as a, 856.\\nhealthful, 302.\\nheart ungalled, 138.\\nholdeth children from, 34.\\nin the plighted clouds, 244.\\nis the thing, 135.\\nlife s poor, is o er, 318.\\nme no plays, 862.\\non give me excess of it, 74.\\nout the play, 85.\\npleased not the million, 134.\\npleasure when I, not, 25.\\nrather hear a discourse than see a, 191.\\nrun, they will not let my, 282.\\nthe devil, seem a saint and, 96.\\nthe fools with the time, 89.\\nthe man, 685.\\nthe woman with mine eyes, 124.\\nto you is death to us, 670.\\nwho goes to an American, 462.\\nwith similes, 473.\\nwork or healthful, 302.\\nwouldst have me sing and, 525.\\nPlays his part, so he, 69.\\nmany parts, one man, 69.\\nround the head, 319.\\nsuch fantastic tricks, 48.\\nPlaybill of Hamlet, 494.\\nPlayed and sung, as once I, 525.\\nat bo-peep, 202.\\nfamiliar with his hoary locks, 588.\\nupon a stage, if this were, 76.\\nPlayer, life s a poor, 125.\\nought to accept his throws, 697.\\nshuffles off the buskin, 637.\\nPlayers, men and women merely, 69.\\nPlaying holidays, all the year were, 83.\\nPlaymates, I have had, 509.\\nPlaything, elephant man s, 739.\\nsome livelier, 318.\\nPlea, necessity the tyrant s, 232.\\nshall beauty hold a, 162.\\nso tainted, in law what, 63.\\nthough justice be thy, 65.\\nPlead lament and sue, 489.\\nlike angels, his virtues will, 118.\\ntheir cause I, 387.\\nPleasant and cloudy weather, 433.\\nbread eaten in secret is, 825.\\ncountry s earth, 82.\\nfellow, touchy testy, 300.\\nfor brethren to dwell together, 824.\\nin man, all that was, 399.\\nin their lives, 815.\\nis thy morning, life how, 447.\\nplaces, lines in, 818.\\nscents salute the noses, 655.\\nsights salute the eyes, 655.\\nthought, we meet thee like a, 473.\\nthoughts bring sad thoughts, 466.\\nto behold the sun, 831.\\nto see one s name in print, 539.\\nto severe, grave to light, 273, 799.\\nto think on, 256.\\nvices, our, 149.\\nPleasantness, ways of, 825.\\nPlease, books cannot always, 444.\\ncertainty to, 455.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1084.jp2"}, "1079": {"fulltext": "ISDEX.\\n1055\\nPlease everybody, hard to, 712.\\nlive to, must please to live, 366.\\nnatural in him to, 267.\\nstudious to, 366.\\nsurest to, 399.\\nuncertain coy and hard to, 490.\\nyou so if not why so, 44.\\nPleases all the world, he, 800.\\nPleased, I would do what I, 788.\\nnot the million, 134.\\nthe ear is, 421.\\nthey please are, 395.\\nto the last, 315.\\nwith a rattle, 318.\\nwith novelty, 417.\\nwith the danger, 267.\\nwith this bauble, 318.\\nPleasing anxious being, 385.\\ndreadful thought, 299.\\ndreams and slumbers light, 490.\\nhope, whence this, 298.\\nless, when possest, 381.\\nmemory of all he stole, 331.\\nof a lute, the lascivious, 95.\\npunishment that women bear, 50.\\nshade, ah happy hills, 381.\\nshape, power to assume a, 135.\\nPleasure after pain, sweet is, 271.\\nall hope, 276.\\nat the helm, 383.\\nby myself a lonely, 470.\\nchords that vibrate sweetest, 452.\\ndissipation without, 431.\\ndrown the brim, 73.\\ndrowns in, 357.\\nease content, 318.\\nfriend of, 390.\\nfull of, void of strife, 209.\\ngive a shock of, 577.\\nhas ceased to please, 368.\\nhowe er disguised by art, 403.\\nI fly from, 368.\\nin poetic pains, 419.\\nin the pathless woods, 547.\\nin trim gardens, takes his, 249.\\nlike the midnight flower, 520.\\nlittle, in the house, 427.\\nlive in, when I live to thee, 359.\\nlost, the just, 163.\\nlove sweeter than all other, 276.\\nman of, is a man of pains, 309.\\nmixed reason with, 399.\\nnever to blend our, 472.\\nno, is comparable, 164.\\nno profit grows where is no, 72.\\nof being cheated, 214.\\nof love is in loving, 795.\\nof the game, the little, 287.\\nof the time, spoils the, 122.\\npraise all his, 305.\\nreason s whole, 319.\\nshe was bent, though on, 417\\nsmile in pain frown at, 309.\\nstock of harmless, 369.\\nsure in being mad, 277.\\nsweet the, 271.\\ntake, some men to, 321.\\nto be drunk, it is our, 362.\\nPleasure to come, immense, 380.\\nto deceive the deceiver, 797.\\nto the spectators, 593.\\ntreads upon the heels of, 295.\\nunseasoned by variety, 710.\\nwas the chief good, 766.\\nwell-spring of, 640.\\nwhen I live to thee I live in, 359.\\nwhen I play not, 25.\\nyouth and, 542.\\nPleasures and palaces, 568.\\nare like poppies, 451.\\nbanish pain, 303.\\ncalm, 357.\\ndoubling his, 455.\\nevery age has its, 800.\\nhovered nigh, 357.\\nin the vale of pain, 492.\\nof the Mahometans, 387.\\nof the present day, 359.\\nof the spheres, 526.\\npretty, might me move, 25.\\nprove, all the, 40.\\nsoothed his soul to, 272.\\nPleasure- dome, stately, 500.\\nPleasure-house, lordly, 623.\\nPledge, never signed no, 659.\\nof a deathless name, 616.\\nour sacred honour, 434.\\nPleiades, sweet influences of, 818.\\nPlenteous, harvest truly is, 839.\\nPlentiful as blackberries, 85.\\nlack of wit, 133.\\nPlenty o er a smiling land, 385.\\nPleurisy of people, 199.\\nPlighted clouds, play in the, 244.\\nPlodders, continual, 54.\\nPlods his weary way, 384.\\nPlot me no plots, 862.\\nof state to make a bank, 263.\\nthis blessed, this earth, 81.\\nwe first survey the, 83.\\nPlough deep while sluggards sleep, 360.\\nfollowing his, 470.\\nfor what avail the, 601.\\nthe sea, those who, 712.\\nthe w r atery deep, 337.\\nwho steer the, 598.\\nPloughman homeward plods, 3S4.\\nPloughshare o er creation, 309.\\nstern Ruin s, 448.\\nunwilling, 486.\\nPloughshares, swords into, 832.\\nPlover, muskets aimed at, 439.\\nPluck bright honour from the moon, 84.\\nfrom memory a rooted sorrow, 125.\\nout the heart of my mystery, 139.\\nthis flower safety, 84.\\nup drowned honour, 84.\\nyour berries, I come to, 246.\\nPlucked his gown, 397.\\nPlume a eu d avantage sur l epee, 189.\\nof amber snuff-box, 326.\\nto fledge the shaft, 518.\\nPlumes her feathers, she, 244.\\nPlumed like estridges, 86.\\ntroop farewell, 154.\\nPlummet, deeper than e er, 43.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1085.jp2"}, "1080": {"fulltext": "1056\\nINDEX.\\nPlump Jack, banish, 85.\\nPlumpy Bacchus, 158.\\nPlunder, power of public, 529.\\nPlunge, Festus I, 643.\\nPlunged in, accoutred as I was, I, 110.\\nPlutarch, no such person as, 730.\\nPlutarch s men, one of, 660.\\nPluto s cheek, drew tears down, 250.\\nPo, or wandering, 394.\\nPocket, little in one s own, 789.\\nnot scruple to pick a, 282.\\nsmiles while it picks yer, 350.\\nstole and put it in his, 140.\\nPoem, himself to be a true, 253.\\nis a proof of genius, a great. 590.\\nlife of a man a, of its sort, 578.\\nrhymed or unrhymed, 5.\\nround and perfect as a star, 667.\\nwith music or with, 241.\\nPoesy, heavenly gift of, 270.\\nseeds of, by heaven sown, 347.\\nsome participation of divineness, 169.\\nPoet be joyful, let the, 655.\\ncannot die, the, 627.\\ndies, when the, 488.\\nGod is the perfect, 643.\\nhas grudge against poet, 693.\\nis made as well as born, 179.\\nlunatic lover and the, 59.\\nnaturalist and historian, 367.\\nonce loved, 335.\\nsings, this is truth the, 626.\\nsoaring, 253.\\nspeak to men with power, 578.\\nstill more a man than men, 578.\\nthey had no, and they died, 330.\\nwas ever, so trusted before, 372.\\nwhose work so content us, 388.\\nwithout love, 578.\\nPoets are all who love, 654.\\nare sultans, 258.\\nare the hierophants of inspiration, 568.\\nby their sufferings grow, 216.\\ndream, as youthful, 249.\\nfancy, or youthful, 301.\\nfeign of bliss and joy, 94.\\nforms of ancient, 504.\\nhistories make, witty, 168.\\nin their misery dead, 470.\\nin three distant ages born, 270.\\nhi youth begin in gladness, 470.\\nlose half the praise 221.\\npensive, painful vigils keep, 331.\\nsing, all that, 606.\\nsteal from Homer, 185.\\nstyled, love is a boy by, 213.\\nthat, lasting marble seek, 220\\nthings the first, had, 40.\\nwe, in our youth, 470.\\nwho feel great truths, 654.\\nwho made us heirs, 477.\\nPoet s brain, should possess a, 40.\\ndarling, the, 473.\\ndream, consecration and the, 475.\\near, flattery lost on, 487.\\neye in a fine frenzy rolling, 59.\\neye, muse with a, 513.\\nlines, where go the, 636.\\nPoet s pages, sculptured in stone on, 648,\\npen turns them to shapes, 59.\\nPoetess, maudlin, 326.\\nPoetic child, meet nurse for a, 489.\\nfields encompass me, 299.\\njustice with lifted scale, 330.\\nnook, seat in some, 536.\\npains, pleasure in, 419.\\nprose, warbler of, 421.\\nPoetical, gods had made thee, 70.\\nPoetry, angling is somewhat like, 207.\\nbest words in best order, 505.\\nis speaking painting, 742.\\nmelancholy madness of, 688.\\nmen are cradled into, 566.\\nmere mechanic art, 414.\\nof earth is never dead, 577.\\nof ethics from Byron s, 591.\\nof speech, the, 545.\\nold-fashioned, 208.\\nprose run mad not, 327.\\nsimple passionate and sensuous, 254.\\ntender charm of, 486.\\nwit eloquence and, 260.\\nPoint a moral or adorn a tale, 365.\\narmed at, exactly cap-a-pe, 128.\\ndon t put too fine a, 792.\\nhis slow unmoving finger at, 155.\\nof a diamond, 835.\\nof all my greatness, 99.\\nof death, at the, 841.\\nswim to yonder, 110.\\nthus I bore my, 84.\\nPoints, armed at all, 128.\\nin the law, eleven, 296.\\nof heaven, kindred, 485.\\nout an hereafter, 298.\\nthe meeting, 326.\\nto yonder glade, 335.\\ntrue to the kindred, 485.\\nPoison for serpents, 718.\\nfor the age s tooth, 78.\\nof misused wine, 243.\\none man s, another s meat, 199.\\nounce of, in one pocket, 593.\\nsteel nor, can touch him, 121.\\nPoisoned chalice, 118.\\nrat in a hole, like a, 292.\\nPoisoning of a dart, 261.\\nPoke, drew a dial from his, 68,\\npig in a, buying or selling of, 20.\\nPole, from Indus to the, 333.\\nsoldier s, is fallen, 159.\\nto pole, beloved from, 449.\\nto pole, truth from, 300.\\ntrue as the needle to the, 306.\\nwere I so tall to reach the, 303.\\nPolicy, honesty is the best, 790.\\nkings will be tyrants from, 410.\\nturn him to any cause of, 91.\\nPolished idleness, 457.\\nmanners, 422.\\nrazor, satire is like a, 350.\\nPolite learning, men of, 284.\\nnever mentions hell to ears, 322.\\nPoliteness, pine-apple of, 440.\\nPolitical bands, dissolve the, 434.\\nfault, it is a, 805.", "height": "4494", 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155.\\nPool, mantle of the standing, 147.\\nPoop was beaten gold, 157.\\nPoor a thing is man, how, 39.\\nalways ye have with you, 843.\\nand content is rich enough, 153.\\nannals of the, 384.\\nbut honest, my friends were, 73.\\nChrist himself was, 190.\\nconsidereth the, 820.\\ncreature small beer, 89.\\ndestruction of the, 825.\\nexchequer of the, 81.\\ngive the rest to the, 770.\\ngrind the faces of the, 833.\\nhe that considereth the, 820.\\nhe that hath pity upon the, 827.\\nhow many, I see, 301.\\nI am stale, 160.\\nI rich they, 22.\\nin thanks, I am even, 134.\\nindeed, makes me, 153.\\ninfirm weak and despised, 147.\\nlaws grind the, 395.\\nlone woman, 89.\\nlove their country and be, 336.\\nmake no new friends, 611.\\nman has grudge against poor man, 693.\\nman laughs loudest of all, 637.\\nmust be wisely visited, 639.\\nnaked wretches, 147.\\nold man, sorrows of a, 433.\\npensioner, 306.\\nprophets apostles all, 190.\\nrich gifts wax, 136.\\nscandalous and, 279.\\nthat found st me, 398.\\nthat have not patience, 152.\\nthe offering be, though, 525.\\nPoor though much they have, 22.\\nto do him reverence, 113.\\nto slight the, 345.\\nTom s a-cold, 147.\\ntoo, for a bribe, 387.\\nwanders heaven-directed to the, 321.\\nwants that pinch the, 424.\\nweak palsy-stricken, 575.\\nwhen that the, have cried Caesar wept,\\n113.\\nwise man like a book, 181.\\nwithout Thee we are, 421.\\nPoorest man in his cottage, 365.\\nPope of Rome, no more than the, 212.\\nPopery, inclines a man to, 222.\\nPopish liturgy, 365.\\nPoplar pale, edged with, 251.\\nPoppies overcharged with rain, 338.\\npleasures are like, 451.\\nPoppy nor mandragora. 154.\\nPopulation, agricultural, bravest, 719.\\nPopulous city pent, long in, 239.\\nI Porcelain clay of humankind, 277.\\nof human clay, 558.\\ni Porcupine, upon the fretful, 131.\\nj Porpentine, upon the fretful, 131.\\nPorpoise, fat as a, 293.\\nPorridge, breath to cool your, 773, 789.\\nnose into other men s, 787.\\nPort as meke as is a mayde, his, 1.\\nfor men, 374.\\nof all men s labours, 170.\\npride in their, 395.\\nto imperial Tokay, 380.\\nPoits and happy havens, 80.\\nPortal we call death, whose, 615.\\nFortance in my travels history, 150.\\nPorters, hung with grooms and, 626.\\nPortion, he wales a, 447.\\nin this life, my, 253.\\nof that around me, I become, 543.\\nof uncertain paper, certain. 556.\\nthat best, of a good man s life, 467.\\nPortions of eternity, 656.\\nof the soul of man, 656.\\nPortius, thy steady temper, 297.\\nPosies, thousand fragrant, 41.\\nPossess a poet s brain, 40.\\nbut one idea, he seems to, 371.\\nto see to feel and to, 541.\\nPossessed but not enjoyed, 342.\\nby their money, 188.\\nfirst I have, 549.\\nwith inward light, 503.\\nPossessing all things, 501.\\ntoo dear for my, 162.\\nPossession, bliss in, 496.\\nfie on, 4.\\nis eleven points in the law, 296.\\nman s best, 698.\\nobject in, 748.\\nof a day, the poor, 339.\\nwould not show, virtue that, 53.\\nPossest, less pleasing when, 381.\\nPossibilities, pounds and, 45.\\nPossible and proper, things, 753.\\nworlds, best of, 801.\\nPost, evil news rides, 242.\\n67", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1087.jp2"}, "1082": {"fulltext": "1058\\nINDEX.\\nPost o er land and ocean, 252.\\nof honour is a private station, 298,\\n349.\\nPosteriors of this day, 56.\\nPosterity, contemporaneous, 361.\\ndone for us, what has, 439.\\nintimately known to, 591.\\nlook forward to, 409.\\nobligation to, 439.\\nthink of your, 458, 747.\\nto imitate, 088.\\nwe are a kind of, 3G1.\\nwhat, will say, 361.\\nPostern of a needle s eye, 82.\\nPosting winds, rides on the, 160.\\nPosy of a ring, prologue or the, 138.\\nPot, boil like a, 818.\\ncalls the kettle black, 791.\\ndeath in the, 816.\\nof ale and safety, 91.\\nthorns under a, 830.\\nthree-hooped, 94.\\nPots of ale, size of, 210.\\nPotations, banish strong, 432.\\npottle-deep, 152.\\nPotent grave and reverend signiors, 149.\\nover sun and star, 482.\\nPotentiality of growing rich, 374.\\nPottage, breath to cool his, 738.\\nPotter is jealous of potter, 693.\\npower over the clay, 844.\\nPottle-deep, potations, 152.\\nPouch, tester I 11 have in, 45.\\nPouncet-box twixt his finger, 83.\\nPound foolish penny wise, 186.\\nPounds, rich with forty, 396.\\nseven hundred, and possibilities, 45.\\nsix hundred, a year, 289.\\ntake care of themselves, 352.\\nthree hundred, a year, 46.\\ntwo hundred, a year, 215.\\nPoverty come, so shall thy, 825.\\ndepressed, worth by, 366.\\ndistressed by, 367.\\nI pay thy, not thy will, 108.\\nnor riches, give me neither, 829.\\nnot my will consents, 108.\\npenny in the urn of, 588.\\nrustic life and, 514.\\nsteeped me in, 155.\\nstood smiling, 346.\\nthe destruction of the poor, 825.\\nPowder, food for, 87.\\nkeep your, dry, 588.\\nPowdered with stars, 236.\\nPower above can save, the, 342.\\nan unwearied, 414.\\nand effect of love, 191.\\nand pelf, 488.\\nbalance of, 304.\\nbeauty hath strange, 242.\\nbehind the eye, 603.\\nbehind the throne, 364.\\ndaughter of Jove relentless, 382.\\nday of thy, 823.\\nearthly, show likest God s, 64.\\nforce of temporal, 64.\\nforty parson, 559.\\nPower, gray flits the shade of, 541.\\ngreatest not exempted from her, 31.\\nheaven upon the past has not, 274.\\nhuman, which could evade, 555.\\nin excess, desire of, 165.\\nintellectual, the, 465, 480.\\nis a trust, all, 608.\\nis passing from the earth, 477.\\nknowledge is, 168.\\nlay down the wreck of, 571.\\nlike a desolating pestilence, 567.\\nnot now in fortune s, 212.\\no er true virginity, 245.\\nof beauty I remember, the, 272.\\nof grace, 513.\\nof public plunder, cohesive, 529.\\nof thought, the, 551.\\nof words, graced with the, 330.\\npangs of guilty, 367.\\npomp of, 384.\\nshadow of some unseen, 564.\\nshould take who have the, 473.\\nsome novel, 634.\\ntalent in a man s, 662.\\ntaught by that, 402.\\nthank the eternal, 380.\\nthat hath made us a nation, 517,\\n595.\\nthat pities me, 402.\\nthe giftie gie us, wad some, 448.\\nto assume a pleasing shape, 135.\\nto broaden the mind, 750.\\nto charm insanity, 603.\\nto charm, nor witch hath, 127.\\nto persuade, 756.\\nto say behold, 57.\\nto thunder, flatter Jove for his, 103.\\nto wound, her very shoe has, 378.\\nupon the past, heaven has not, 274.\\nwealth excludes but one evil, 373.\\nwhich erring men call chance, 245.\\nwhile Thee I seek protecting, 674.\\nwithin, the ruling, 750.\\nPowers, struggle of discordant, 409.\\nsupreme keep men in obedience, 193.\\nthat be, 844.\\nthat will work for thee, 471.\\nwe lay waste our, 476.\\nwhich impress our minds, 466.\\nPowerful as truth, nothing so, 534.\\ngrace that lies in herbs, 106.\\nPractice becomes second nature, 707.\\nin little things, 743.\\nis everything, 758.\\nis the best instructor, 710.\\nof a wise man, 207.\\nPractices, long train of these, 364.\\nto deceive, 490.\\nPractised falsehood, 232.\\nwhat he preached, 672.\\nPrague, old hermit of, 77.\\nPrague s proud arch, 513.\\nPrairie s midst, she lights her fires in\\nevery, 655.\\nPraise, all his pleasure, 305.\\nand true perfection, GG.\\narise, let the Creator s, 302.\\nbeat high for, 519.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1088.jp2"}, "1083": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1059\\nPraise, blame love kisses, 474.\\nblessings and eternal, 477.\\ncome to bury Caesar not to, 113.\\ndamn with taint, 327.\\ndispraised no small, 240.\\nFather Son and Holy Ghost, 278.\\nfrom a friend, 339.\\nfrom Sir Hubert Stanley, 457.\\ngarment of, 834.\\nGod from whom all blessings flow,\\n278.\\nhim all creatures here below, 278.\\nI 11 sing thee a song in thy, 449.\\nif there be any, 847.\\nlove of, howe er concealed, 310.\\nnone named thee but to, 562.\\nof those about to marry, 763.\\nonly to be praised, we, 795.\\npoets lose half the, 221.\\npudding against empty, 330.\\nsilence muse His, 357.\\nsound of woman s, 593.\\nswells the note of, 384.\\nthe Frenchman, I, 416.\\nthem most that paint truest, 300.\\nthirst of, 414.\\nundeserved is scandal in disguise, 330.\\nwealth preferring to eternal, 341.\\nwhom there were none to, 469.\\nPraises faintly when he must, 327.\\nsound of one s, 741.\\nPraising God with sweetest looks, 584.\\nman when he is dead, 699.\\nmost dispraises, 327.\\nthe rose that all are, 581.\\nwhat is lost makes the remembrance\\ndear, 74.\\nPrate of my whereabout, stones, 119.\\nPrattle to be tedious, thinking his, 82.\\nPray, doth late and early, 174.\\nfor no man but myself, I, 109.\\ngoody please to moderate, 6 2.\\nlate and early, 174.\\nremained to, 397.\\nthe Lord my soul to keep, 6S7.\\nwe do, for mercy, 65.\\nwith you drink with you nor, CI.\\nPrayer all liis business, 305.\\nardent, opens Leaven, 309.\\ncursed with every granted, 321.\\ndoth teach us all, 65.\\nerects a house of, 286.\\nfor others weal, fondest, 539.\\nfour hours spend in, 24.\\nheaven sometimes grants before the,\\n269.\\nhomes of silent, 632.\\nimperfect offices of, 479.\\nis of no avail, when, 479.\\nis the burden of a, 497.\\nis the soul s sincere desire, 497.\\nmaking their lives a, 618.\\nof Ajax was for light, 614.\\nof devotion, the still, 524.\\npeople s, the, 268.\\nswears a, or two, 105.\\nthe fervent, 538.\\nPrayers, child of many, 614.\\nPrayers, feed on, 25.\\nfor death, old man s, C97.\\nGod answers sudden on some, 621.\\nwhich are old age s alms, 25.\\nPrayer-books are the toys of age, 318.\\nPrayeth best who loveth best, 499.\\nwell who loveth well, 499.\\nPreach a whole year, if I, 439.\\nhumility is a virtue all, 195.\\nPreached as never to preach again, 670.\\npractised what he, 672.\\nPreacheth patience, 205.\\nPreaching, a woman, 371.\\nPrecede, lead the way we 11, 441.\\nPrecedes, consider what, 746.\\nPrecedent, codeless myriad of, 627.\\nembalms a principle, 607.\\nfor poor men s facts, 36.\\nPrecedents, day supported by, 726.\\nPrecept, example more efficacious than,\\n368.\\nupon precept, 834.\\nPrecincts of the cheerful day, 385.\\nPrecious bane, deserve the, 225.\\nin the sight of the Lord, 823.\\ninstance of itself, sends some, 142.\\njewel in his head, wears a, 67.\\nlife-blood of a master-spirit, 254.\\nnose, that s his, 585.\\nodours, virtue is like, 165.\\nointment, better than, 830.\\nseeing to the eye, it adds a, 56.\\nsoul, damn your, 772.\\nstone, a gift is as a, 827.\\nto me, tilings most, 124.\\ntreasure of his eyesight, 104.\\ntruth is, 213.\\nPrecipitate down dashed, 358.\\nPrecise, art is too, 201.\\nin promise-keeping, 47.\\nPrecocity, miracle of, 718.\\nPredecessor, illustrious, 408.\\nPreferment goes by letter, 149.\\nPregnant hinges of the knee, 137.\\nquarry teemed with human form, 394.\\nPrejudice is strong when the judgment s\\nweak, 672.\\nPrelate, religion without a, 5SS.\\nPremier pas qui coute, 801.\\nPrentice han she tried on man, 446.\\nPreordained from everlasting, 756.\\nPreparation, dreadful note of, 92.\\nPrepare to shed tears, 113.\\nPrerogative of mind, the grand, 534.\\nPresage of his future years, 427.\\nPresbyterian true blue, 210.\\nPresence full of light, 109.\\nlord of thy, and no land beside, 78.\\nmaiden, scanter of your, 130.\\nnow and. in my, 101.\\nof body, 509.\\nof mind, 703.\\nshall my wants supply, his, 300.\\nwhose, civilizes ours, 415.\\nPresent fears less than imaginings, 116.\\nhelp in trouble, 820.\\nin spirit, absent in body, 845.\\njoys therein I find, 22.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1089.jp2"}, "1084": {"fulltext": "1060\\nINDEX.\\nPresent things seem worst, 89.\\nPresents endear absents, 509.\\nPresentment, counterfeit, 140.\\nPreservative of all arts, 852.\\nPresident, rather be right than, 517.\\nPress, freedom of the, 435.\\nnot a falling man too far, 99.\\nthe people s right maintain, 675.\\nwith vigour on, 359.\\nPressure, his form and, 137.\\nof taxation, 462.\\nPresume not God to scan, 317.\\nPretender, God bless the, 351.\\nPretty chickens, all my, 124.\\ncreature drink, 472.\\neverything that, is, 159.\\nFanny s way, 305.\\nfeet like snails, 202.\\nlooks, puts on his, 79.\\nSally, there s none like, 285.\\nto force together thoughts, 500.\\nto walk with, 256.\\nPrevail, oars alone can ne er, 416.\\nPrevaricate, thou dost, 211.\\nPrey at fortune, 153.\\nexpects his evening, 383.\\nfleas that on him, 290.\\nto dumb forgetfulness, a, 385.\\nto hastening ills a, 396.\\nwas man, his, 333.\\nwhere eagles dare not perch, wrens\\nmake, 96.\\nPriam s curtain, drew down, 88.\\npowers and self shall fall, 337.\\nPrice, all men have their, 304.\\nfor knowledge, too high the, 313.\\nof chains and slavery, 430.\\nof liberty, 855.\\nof wisdom is above rubies, 817.\\npearl of great, 839.\\nPrices, all have, 559.\\nPrick the sides of my intent, 118.\\nPricks, kick against the, 843.\\nme on, honour, 87.\\nPricking of my thumbs, 123.\\non the plaine, 27.\\nPrickles on it, leaf had, 245.\\ntormenting himself with his, 584.\\nPride aiming at the blest abodes, 316.\\nalone, stands in his, 667.\\nand haughtiness of soul, 298.\\nblend our pleasure or, 472.\\ncoy submission modest, 232.\\ncrueltie and ambition of man, 27.\\nday in its, 528.\\nfather s joy mother s, 492.\\nfell with rny fortunes, 66.\\ngoeth before, 13, 38.\\ngoeth before destruction, 826.\\nhigh-blown, broke under me, 99.\\nhumbled out of, 777.\\nidleness and, 361.\\nin reasoning pride, 315.\\nin their port, 395.\\nof former days, 519.\\nof kings, 314.\\nof place, towering in her, 120.\\nof sway, peace and, 339.\\nPride, peasantry their country s, 396.\\npomp and circumstance, 154.\\nrank pride, t is, 298.\\nspite of, 316.\\nthat apes humility, 501, 507.\\nthat licks the dust, 328.\\nthat perished in his, 470.\\nthat puts the country down, 406.\\nthe vice of fools, 323.\\nto relieve the wretched, 396.\\nvain the chief s the sage s, 330.\\nwill have a fall, 13.\\nwithered in their, 643.\\nPriest, hearing the holy, 31.\\nno Italian, shall tithe, 79.\\npale-eyed, 251.\\nrich without a fault, 337.\\nPriests altars victims, 333.\\nby the imposition of a mightier hand,\\n590.\\ntapers temples, 333.\\nPriesthood, literary men a perpetual,\\n577.\\nPrimal duties shine aloft, 481.\\neldest curse upon t, 139.\\nPrime, April of her, 161.\\nconception of the joyous, 28.\\ngolden, of Haroun Alraschid, 623,\\nwisdom, 237.\\nPrimer, schoolmaster with his, 527.\\nPrimeval, this is the forest, 615.\\nPrimrose, bring the rathe, 247.\\nby a river s brim, 468.\\nfirst-born child of Ver, 199.\\npath of dalliance treads, 129.\\npeeps beneath the thorn, 398.\\nsoft silken, fading timelessly, 251.\\nsweet as the, 398.\\nyellow, was to him, 468.\\nPrimroses that die unmarried, 77.\\nPrimy nature, youth of, 129.\\nPrince make a belted knight, 452.\\nof darkness, 147, 256.\\nwar the only study of a, 407.\\nPrinces and lords may flourish, 396.\\nare the breath of kings, 447.\\nfind few real friends, 377.\\ngilded monuments of, 162.\\nlike to heavenly bodies, 166.\\nprivileged to kill, 425.\\nput not your trust in, 824.\\nthat sweet aspect of, 99.\\nthe death of, 112.\\nwhose merchants are, 394.\\nPrinces favours, hangs on, 99.\\npalaces, 60.\\nservice of, 692.\\nPrincedoms virtues powers, 235.\\nPrincely in bestowing, 101.\\nPrinceps copy in blue and gold, 456.\\nPrincerples, I don t believe in, 659.\\nPrincipal thing is wisdom, S25.\\nPrinciple, act in accordance with, 753.\\nfree trade is not a, 607.\\nnot expediency, 609.\\nof bliss, the vital, 358.\\nprecedent embalms a, 607.\\nreason measured by, 743.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1090.jp2"}, "1085": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1061\\nPrinciple, rebels from, 410.\\nPrinciples of human liberty, 530.\\nof nature, 767.\\nof resistance, 408.\\noftener changed, their, 311.\\nsearch men s, 752.\\nturn with times, 321.\\nPrint it and shame the fools, 326.\\nI love a ballad in. 78.\\nit, some said John. 265.\\n*t is devils must, 520.\\nto see one s name in, 539.\\ntransforms old, 419.\\nPrinted in a book, words, 817.\\nPrinters have lost, books by which, 222.\\nPrinting to be used, caused. 94.\\nPrior, here lies Matthew, 288.\\nPriscian a little scratched, 56.\\nPrism and silent face, 475.\\nPrison, palace and a, 544.\\nstone walls do not a. make, 260.\\nPrison d soul, take the, 244.\\nPrisoner, takes the reason, 116.\\nPrisoners of hope, 836.\\nPrisoner s life, passing on the, 47.\\nPrison-house, secrets of my, 131.\\nPrithee why so pale, 256.\\nPrivacy, an obscure nook, a, 643.\\nlet there be an end, a, 643.\\nPrivate credit is wealth, 689.\\nend, who served no, 323.\\nends, to gain his, 400.\\ngriefs they have, 114.\\nstation, post of honour is a, 298, 340.\\nPrive and apert. 4.\\nPrivilege of putting him to death, 462.\\nPrivileged beyond the common walk,\\n307.\\nto kill, princes were, 425.\\nPrize, art not strength obtains the, 341.\\never grateful for the, 465.\\nme no prizes, 861.\\nnot to the worth whiles we enjoy, 53.\\no death in battle, 660.\\nof learning love, 649.\\nthat which is best. 753.\\nProbability keep in view, 349.\\nProceed ad infinitum, 290.\\nProcess, human thought is the, 530.\\nof the suns, 626.\\nsuch was the. 150.\\nProcrastination is the thief of time, 307.\\nProcreant cradle, 117.\\nProctors, prudes for, 629.\\nProcurer of contentedness, 207.\\nProcuress to the lords of hell, 632.\\nProdigal, chariest maid is, 129.\\nexcess, to our own, 4S3.\\nhow like the, 62.\\nthe soul lends the tongue vows, 130.\\nwithin the compass of a guinea, 536.\\nProdigal s favourite, to be a, 475.\\nProdigality of nature, framed in, 96.\\nProdigious ruin, one, 337.\\nProduct of a scoffer s pen, 479.\\nProfane, hence ye, 262.\\nno divine ordinances, 398.\\nProfaned the God-given strength, 489.\\nI Profanely, not to speak it, 137.\\nProfession, debtor to his, 164.\\nJ Professions, judge of men by their, 644.\\nProfessor of our art, 274.\\nProfit and title I resign, 349.\\nby the folly of others, 720.\\ncountenance and, 164.\\nno, where is no pleasure, 72.\\nof their shining nights, 54.\\nProfitable, revenge is, 430.\\nProfited, what is a man, 840.\\nProgeny of learning, 440.\\nProgress man s distinctive mark, 650.\\ntheir mazy, 3S2.\\nProgressive virtue, 355.\\nj Prohibited degrees of kin, 215.\\nProject crossed, thus their, 672.\\nProjects, multitude of, 709.\\nyoung men fitter for new, 167.\\nPrologue, excuse came, 239.\\nis this a, or the posy of a ring, 138.\\nPrologues, happy, 116.\\nlike compliments, 387.\\nPromethean fire, 56.\\nheat, where is that, 156.\\nPromiscuously applied hands, 548-\\nI Promise hope believe, we, 551.\\nkeep the word of, 126.\\nmost given when least said, 38.\\nnever, more than you can perform, 711.\\nof celestial worth, 311.\\nof supply, eating the air on, 8S.\\nof your early day, 535.\\nto his loss, though he, 851.\\nwho broke no, 323.\\nPromises of youth, 368.\\noft fails where most it, 73.\\nPromised on a time, 30.\\nPromise-keeping, precise in, 47.\\nPromontory, earth seems a sterile. 134.\\nsee one, see all, 189.\\nwith trees upon t, 158.\\nPromotion cometh neither from the east\\nnor west, 821.\\nnone will sweat but for, 67.\\nPrompting of nature, 718.\\nPrompts the eternal sigh, which, 318.\\nPronouncing on his bad. before. 578.\\nProof, give me ocular, 154.\\nof genius, a great poem is, 590.\\nof the pudding. 789.\\nsweetness yieldeth. 484.\\nt is a common, 111.\\nProofs of holy writ, 154.\\nProp, staff of my age my very, 62.\\nthat doth sustain my house, 65.\\nPropagate and rot, 317.\\nPropensities, ruined by natural, 411.\\nPropensity of nature, 253.\\nProper hue, love s, 238.\\nman as one shall see, 57.\\nmean, the, 801.\\nmen as ever trod, 110.\\nstudy of mankind is man, 317.\\ntime of day, no, 586.\\ntime to marry, 417.\\nProperty has its duties, 582.\\nof easiness, 143.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1091.jp2"}, "1086": {"fulltext": "1062\\nINDEX.\\nProperty of friends is common, 761, 7G3.\\nProphesy in part, we, 845.\\nProphet, in the name of the, 517.\\nnot without honour, 839.\\nProphets and apostles all poor, 190.\\ndo they live forever, 836.\\nis Saul also among the, 814.\\nof the future, 561.\\nperverts the, 539.\\nProphet s word, sounds like a, 562.\\nProphetic cell, priest from the, 251.\\nof her end, 306.\\nray, tints to-morrow with, 550.\\nsoul, O my, 132.\\nstrain, something like, 250.\\nPropontic and the Hellespont, 155.\\nProportion, curtailed of fair, 95.\\nin small, we just beauties see, 180.\\nlaw and the, 839.\\npreserving the sweetness of, 178.\\nPropose, why don t the men, 581.\\nProposes, man, but God disposes, 7.\\nPropriety, frights the isle from her, 152.\\nof speech, 169.\\nProprium humani ingenii, 275.\\nProse and poetry, definition of, 505.\\nor rhyme, unattempted in, 223.\\nrun mad, not poetry but, 327.\\nverse will seem, 280.\\nwarbler of poetic, 421.\\nwhat others say in, 329.\\nwords in best order, 505.\\nProserpina, O, for the flowers now, 77.\\nProserpine gathering flowers, 232.\\nProspect less, approaches make the, 181.\\nof belief, within the, 116.\\nof his soul, into the eye and, 53.\\npleases, though every, 536.\\nScotchman s noblest, 370.\\nso full of goodly, 253.\\nsome have looked on a fair, 468.\\nProspects brightening, 396.\\ndistant, please us, 181.\\ngilded scenes and shining, 299.\\nin view are more pleasing, 402.\\nProsper, surer to, 226.\\ntreason doth never, 39.\\nProspering, we shall march, 647.\\nProsperity, a jest s, lies in the ear, 56.\\nall sorts of, 800.\\ncould have assured us, 226.\\neducation an ornament in, 762.\\nin the day of, 830.\\nis not without many fears, 164.\\nmakes friends, 713.\\nman that hath been in, 5.\\nthe blessing of the Old Testament, 164.\\nthings which belong to, 164.\\nwithin thy palaces, 824.\\nProsperous to be just, 657.\\nProsperum ac felix scelus, 39.\\nProstitute, puff away the, 274.\\nProstrate the beauteous ruin lies, 453.\\nProtection of habeas corpus, 435.\\nof vultures to lambs, 442.\\nProtecting power, 674.\\nProtest of the weak, 653.\\ntoo much, the lady doth, 138.\\nProtestants or Papists believe in the es-\\nsential articles, 370.\\nProtestantism of the Protestant religion,\\n408.\\nProtests too much, the lady, 138.\\nProteus rising from the sea, 477.\\nProtracted life is woe, 365.\\nProud and mighty have, all the, 358.\\nconceited talking spark, 390.\\never fair and never, 151.\\nfor a wit, too, 399.\\ngrief is, 79.\\nhis name, though, 488.\\nin humility, 188.\\nin that they are not proud, 188.\\ninstruct my sorrows to be, 79.\\nknowledge is, 422.\\nlabour is independent and, 532.\\nman, but man, 48.\\nman s contumely, 135.\\nme no prouds, 108.\\nof the earth, 598.\\non his own dunghill, 14.\\nphilosophy, I ask not, 516.\\nscene was o er, the, 331.\\nscience never taught to stray, 315.\\nsetter up of kings, 95.\\nshall be, all the, 335.\\nspirit of mortal be, 561.\\nto importune, too, 387.\\ntops of the eastern pines, 81.\\nwaves be stayed, 817.\\nworld, good bye, 598.\\nProuder than rustling in silk, 159,\\nProud-pied April, 163.\\nProve, all the pleasures, 40.\\nall things, 847.\\ntheir doctrine orthodox, 210.\\nProved true before, was, 215.\\nProvencal song and dance, 575.\\nProverb and a by-word, 815.\\nProverbs, books like, 266.\\npatch grief with, 53.\\nthe sanctuary of intuitions, 602.\\nProverbed with a grandsire phrase, 104.\\nProvidence alone secures, 417.\\nbehind a frowning, 423.\\neven God s, seeming estranged, 586.\\nforeknowledge, will and fate, 228.\\nI may assert eternal, 223.\\nin the fall of a sparrow, 145.\\nis with the last reserve, 811.\\nrubs which, sends, 401.\\ntheir guide, 240.\\nto demonstrate a, 743.\\nways of God are full of, 749.\\nProvident fear, early and, 411.\\nProvidently caters for the sparrow, 67.\\nProvoke a saint, t would, 321.\\nProvoketh thieves, beauty, 66.\\nProvokes the caper, while his off-heel,\\n442.\\nProw, youth on the, 383.\\nPrudence points the way, 672.\\nPrudent man looketh well, 826.\\nPrudes for proctors, 629.\\nPrunes and prism, 652.\\nPrunello, leather or, 319.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1092.jp2"}, "1087": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1063\\nPriming-hooks, spears into, 832.\\nPrussia hurried to the field, when, 489.\\nPsalmist of Israel, the sweet, 815.\\nPsalms, purloins the, 539.\\nsongs be turned to holy, 25.\\nPublic amusements, friend to, 371.\\ncredit, dead corpse of, 531.\\nfeasts, wedlock compared to, 17G.\\nflame nor private, 332.\\nhaunt, exempt from, 67.\\nhonour is security, 689.\\noffices, keep out of, 729.\\nplunder, power of, 529.\\nrout, where meet a, 176.\\nshow, midnight dances and, 335.\\nstock of harmless pleasure, 369.\\ntax eminent men pay to the, 291.\\nto speak in, on the stage, 459.\\ntrust, when a man assumes a, 436.\\ntrusts, 859.\\nweal, 777.\\nPublish it not in the streets, 814.\\nPublishing our neighbour s shame, 670.\\nPudding against empty praise, 330.\\nlast piece of, 510.\\nproof of the, 789.\\nPuff the prostitute away, 274.\\nPuffed and reckless libertine, 129.\\nPuissant nation, noble and, 254.\\nPukes in, sea the passenger, 559.\\nPuking in the nurse s arms, 69.\\nPull in resolution, 125.\\nPuller down of kings, 95.\\nPulpit drum ecclesiastick, 209.\\nPulse of life stood still, 306.\\nPulses fly, makes his, 655.\\nPulteney s toad-eater, 389.\\nPumice isle in Baiae s bay, 565.\\nPun, who could make so vile a, 282.\\nPuns, people that make, 637.\\nPunch, some sipping, 468.\\nPunctual spot, this, 237.\\nPunishment, back to thy, 229.\\ngreater than I can bear, 812.\\nthat women bear, 50.\\nPun-provoking thyme, 380.\\nPuny whipster, every, 156.\\nPupil of the human eye, 518.\\nPuppy whelp and hound, 400.\\nPuppy-dogs, as maids talk of, 78.\\nPurchaser will pay for worth of every-\\nthing, 713.\\nPure alone are mirrored, 577.\\nand eloquent blood, 177.\\nand holy meek and lowly, 611.\\nand vestal modesty, 108.\\nas snow chaste as ice, 136.\\nby being purely shone upon, 526.\\ndelight, land of, 303.\\nin thought as angels are, 455.\\nkept thy truth so, 252.\\nthe real Simon, 671.\\nunto the pure all things are, 848.\\nPure-eyed faith, 243.\\nPurge and leave sack, 88.\\noff the baser fire, 226.\\nPurged with euphrasy, 240.\\nPurified, every creature shall be, 41.\\nPuritanism laid the egg of democracy,\\n662.\\nPuritans gave the world action, 641.\\nhated bear-baiting, 593.\\nPurity and truth, 280.\\nof grace, the, 550.\\nPurloins the psalms, 539.\\nPurple all the ground, 247.\\nand gold, gleaming in, 551.\\nas their wines, abbots, 332.\\nlight of love, 382.\\ntestament of bleeding war, 82.\\nthe sails, 157.\\nwith love s wound, 58.\\nPurpled o er the lawn, 342.\\nPurple-stained mouth, 575.\\nPurpose, cite Scripture for his, 61.\\nconstancy to, 608.\\nfirm, is equal to the deed, 307.\\nflighty, never is o ertook, 123.\\nI know the evil of that I, 698.\\ninfirm of, 120.\\none increasing, runs, 626.\\nplain and to the, 51.\\nshake my fell, 117.\\nspeak and, not, 146.\\ntime to every, S30.\\nPurposes, execute their airy, 224.\\nPurposed overthrow, 162.\\nPurpureal gleams, 482.\\nPurse, bursting, 449.\\ncostly as thy, can buy, 130.\\nput money in thy, 151.\\nwho steals my, steals trash, 153.\\nPurses, light gains make heavy, 37.\\nPursue phantoms of hope, 367.\\nthe triumph, 320.\\nPursuing, still achieving still, 612.\\nPursuit of happiness, 434.\\nof knowledge, 528.\\nPush on keep moving, 457.\\nus from our stools, 122.\\nPuss-gentleman, a fine, 415.\\nPut a tongue in every wound, 114.\\nback to-morrow, 29.\\nmoney in thy, 151.\\nnot your trust in princes, 824.\\nout the light, 156.\\ntoo fine a point, don t, 792.\\nup with a great deal, 703.\\nup with anything, 702.\\nyou down, a plain tale shall, 85.\\nyour trust in God, 588.\\nPuts on his pretty looks, 79.\\nPutteth down one, he, 821.\\nPutting off, eased the, 234.\\nPuzzles the will, 136.\\nPygmies are pygmies still, 309.\\nPygmy-body, fretted the, 267.\\nPyramid, mystery hid under Egypt s, 621.\\nstar-y-pointing, 251.\\nPyramids are pyramids in vales, 309.\\ndoting with age, 222.\\nset off his memories, no, 198.\\nvirtue alone outbuilds the, 309.\\nPyrrhic dance, you have the, 557.\\nphalanx, where is the, 557.\\nPythagoras, opinion of, 77.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1093.jp2"}, "1088": {"fulltext": "1064\\nINDEX.\\nPythian treasures, Apollo s, 339.\\nPythias and Demosthenes, 728.\\nQuadrangular spots, 420.\\nQuaff immortality, and joy, 235.\\nQuaffing laughing drinking, 272.\\nQuaker loves an ample brim, the, 586.\\nQualities, see a man s good, 578.\\nQuality of mercy is not strained, G4.\\nof success which includes all others,\\n609.\\ntaste of your, 134.\\nthings outward do draw the inward,\\n158.\\nthings that have a common, 755.\\ntrue-fixed and resting, 112.\\nQuantity of love, with all their, 144.\\nQuantum o the sin, 448.\\nQuarelets of pearl, 201.\\nQuarles saved by beauties not his own,\\n331.\\nQuarrel, entrance to a, 130.\\nin a straw, 142.\\nis a very pretty, 441.\\njust, he that hath his, 94.\\njustice of my, 40.\\nsudden and quick in, 69.\\nwith my bread and butter, 292.\\nQuarrels of lovers, 702.\\npick no, 398.\\nthy head is as full of, 107.\\nwho in, interpose, 349.\\nwould not last long, 796.\\nQuarrelsome, countercheck, 72.\\nQuarries rocks and hills, 150.\\nQuarry, sagacious of his, 239.\\nthe pregnant, 394.\\nQuarry-slave, like the, 572.\\nQuart of mighty ale, 3.\\nQuean, extravagant, 442.\\nQueen apparent, 233.\\nBess, image of good, 585.\\nElizabeth, scandal about, 441.\\nhail their, fair regent, 426.\\nMab hath been with you, 104.\\no the May, I m to be, 624.\\nof land and sea, Rome the, 642.\\nof the world, 674.\\nrose of the rosebud garden, 631.\\nshall be as drunk as we, 362.\\nshe looks a, 337.\\nwould grace a summer s, 492.\\nQuern Jupiter vult perdere, 707.\\nQuestion, answer not every, 711.\\nbegging the, 853.\\nmarriage an open, 602.\\nof despair, the hurried, 550.\\nthat is the, 135.\\ntwo sides to every, 765.\\nQuestions, ask me no, 401.\\ndeep, arguments and, 163.\\nQuestionable shape, in such a, 130.\\nQuestioning is not the mode of conversa-\\ntion, 373.\\nQuestionings of sense, 478.\\nQui desiderat pacem, 425.\\nfugiebat, rursus prceliabitur, 216.\\nfuit peut revenir aussi, 216.\\nQuick bosoms, quiet to, 543.\\nbright things come to confusion, 57.\\nin quarrel, sudden and, 69.\\nQuickly, well it were done, 117.\\nQuickness, with too much, 321.\\nQuicksands, life hath, 614.\\nQuid velit et possit, 409.\\nQuiddities, where be his, 143.\\nQuiddity and entity, 210.\\nQuiet and peace, calm, 249.\\nas a nun, the holy time is, 470.\\nbe, and go a-angling, 208.\\nbreast, truth hath a, 80.\\nconscience, a still and, 99.\\ndream, glide through a, 538.\\nkiss me and be, 350.\\nlife, anything for a, 852.\\nMerrymanand Dyet, Dr., 293.\\nrich and infamous, 592.\\nrural and retirement, 355.\\nstudy to be, 847.\\nto quick bosoms is a hell, 543.\\nus in a death so noble, 242.\\nQuiets of the past, hallowed, 661.\\nQuietus make with a bare bodkin, 135.\\nQuill from an angel s wing, 484.\\nQuills, stops of various, 248.\\nupon the porcupine, 131.\\nupon the porpentine, 131.\\nQuillets of the law, nice sharp, 93.\\nwhere be his, 143.\\nQuintessence of perception, 663.\\nQuintilian stare and gasp, made, 252.\\nQuip modest, 72.\\nQuips and cranks, 248.\\nand sentences, 51.\\nQuire of bad verses, 593.\\nQuiring to young-eyed cherubims, 65.\\nQuirks of blazoning pens, 151.\\nQuit oh quit this mortal frame, 334.\\nyour books, up my friend and, 466.\\nyourselves like men, 814.\\nQuiver, after the soul is gone the limbs\\nwill, 375.\\nfull, man that hath his, 824.\\nQuiver s choice, devil in his, 560.\\nQuos deus vult perdere, 269.\\nlaeserunt et oderunt, 275.\\nQuotation, classical, 374.\\nQuote, by delight we all, 603.\\ngrow immortal as they, 310.\\nQuoter next to the originator, the, 604.\\nIt, months without an, 857.\\nItabelais, quart d heure de, 348.\\nRabelais easy chair, 330.\\nRace, boast a generous, 354.\\nforget the human, 547.\\nfriend to human, 346.\\nheavenly, demands thy zeal, 359.\\nis a life, 608.\\nis not to the swift, 831.\\nis won, the, 667.\\nman s imperial, 326.\\nof man like leaves, 338.\\nof other days, 564.\\nof politicians, 290.\\nrear my dusky, 626.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1094.jp2"}, "1089": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1065\\nRace, runs twice his, 262.\\nslinks out of the, 254.\\nstars of human, 414.\\nswiftness in the forward, 572.\\nwaste their music on the savage, 311.\\nwoes to thy imperial, 345.\\nRachel weeping, 838.\\nRack behind, leave not a, 43.\\ndesire is a perpetual, 188.\\ndislimns, 158.\\nof a too easy chair, 332.\\nof this tough world, 149.\\nthe value, being lost we, 53.\\nRadiance of eternity, 565.\\nRadiant light, by her own, 244.\\npearl, no, 424.\\nRadish, like a forked, 90.\\nRafael made a century of sonnets, 645.\\nof the dear Madonnas, 645.\\nRage, deaf as the sea in, 80.\\nfor fame, 431.\\nheaven has no, 294.\\nnot die here in a, 292.\\nof the vulture, 549.\\npenury repressed their noble, 384.\\nstrong without, 257.\\nswell the soul to, 272.\\nRaggedness, windowed, 147.\\nRaging fever burns, so when a, 303.\\nRags, clothe a man with, 828.\\nman forget not though in, 391.\\nvirtue though in, 274.\\nRail on the Lord s anointed, 97.\\nRailed on Lady Fortune, 68.\\nRailer, Boreas blustering, 672.\\nRain a deluge showers, 453.\\nas the mist resembles the, 614.\\ncame in slanting lines, 667.\\ncats and dogs, 293.\\ndaggers, 192.\\ngentle, from heaven, 64.\\nin the aire, 30.\\nin thunder lightning or in, 115.\\nin winter when the dismal, 667.\\ninfluence, bright eyes, 249.\\ninto each life some, must fall, 613.\\nis over and gone, 832.\\nit raineth every day, 77.\\nmay enter the king cannot, 365.\\npierces the hard marble, 32.\\npoppies overcharged with, 338.\\nsome, must fall, 613.\\nsunshine follows the, 664.\\nsweetest, makes not fresh, 183.\\nthirsty earth soaks up the, 260.\\nupon the mown grass, 821.\\nRains fall after great battles, 725.\\nRainbow, another hue unto the, 79.\\ncolours of the, 294.\\ncomes and goes, 477.\\nonce in heaven, awful, 574.\\nto the storms of life, 550.\\nRaineth every day, rain it, 77.\\nRainy day, in a very, 829.\\nmorrow, windy night a, 162.\\nRaise me up, God shall, 26.\\nwhat is low in me, 223.\\nRaised a mortal to the skies, 272.\\nRake, woman is at heart a, 321.\\nRaleigh spoke, words brave, 330.\\nthus immortal Sidney shone thus, 671.\\nRalph to Cynthia howls, 331.\\nRalpho thou dost prevaricate, 211.\\nRam, snow-white, 481.\\nRambling in thought, 755.\\nRamrod, swallowed a, 744.\\nRan to help me when I fell, 535.\\nRancour of your tongue, 672.\\nRandom, many a shaft at, sent, 492.\\nmany a word at, spoken, 492.\\npearls at, strung, 437.\\nstringing stars at, 654.\\nwords at, flung, 437.\\nRange with humble livers, 98.\\nRank is but the guinea s stamp, 452.\\nmy offence is, 139.\\npride and haughtiness, 298.\\nRanks and squadrons, 112.\\nRankest compound of villanous smell, 46.\\nRant and swear, 274.\\nas well as thou, 145.\\nRaphaels Correggios and stuff, 400.\\nRapids are near, the, 518.\\nRapt inspired, filled with fury, 390.\\none of the godlike forehead., 486.\\nship run on her side, 37.\\nRapture on the lonely shore, 547.\\nthe first fine careless, 647.\\nto the dreary void, 549.\\nRaptures, high, do infuse, 220.\\nswell, for him no minstrel, 488.\\nRapture-smitten frame, 513.\\nRare are solitary woes, 308.\\nas a day in June, what is so, 658.\\nBen Jonson, 177.\\nher virtues were so, 35.\\nneither rich nor, 327.\\nnew-laid eggs, roasted, 274.\\nrich and, the gems she wore, 520.\\nRareness, a strain of, 160.\\nRarity of Christian charity, 586.\\nRascal, biggest, on two legs, 748.\\ncounters, 114.\\nhath given me medicines, 84.\\nRascals, to lash the, naked, 155.\\nRascally yea-forsooth knave, 88.\\nRash, splenitive and, 144.\\nRashly importunate, 586.\\nRasselas, history of, 368.\\nRat, I smell a, 172, 787.\\nin a hole, like a poisoned, 292.\\nRats and such small deer, 147.\\nleave a sinking ship, 719.\\nRated me in the Rialto, 61.\\nRathe primrose, bring the, 247.\\nRather be a dog and bay the moon, 114.\\nthan be less, 226.\\nRational hind Costard, 54.\\nRattle his bones over the stones, 683.\\npleased with a, 318.\\nwhere mingles war s, 489.\\nRattling around, down dashed, 358.\\ncrags among, 544.\\nRavage all the clime, to, 428.\\nwith impunity a rose, 643.\\nRave recite and madden round, 326.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1095.jp2"}, "1090": {"fulltext": "1066\\nINDEX.\\nRavelled sleave of care, 119.\\nRaven down of darkness, 244.\\nnevermore, quoth the, 640.\\non yon left hand, 349, 701.\\nRavens feed, he that doth the, 67.\\nRavin up thine own life s means, 120.\\nRavished ears, with, 271.\\neyes, turn my, 299.\\nwith the whistling of a name, 319.\\nyounger hearings are, 55.\\nRavishment, enchanting, 243.\\nRaw in fields, 273.\\nRay, beauty s heavenly, 549.\\nfancy s meteor, 447.\\nhope emits a brighter, 399.\\nserene, gem of purest, 385.\\nwhose unclouded, 321.\\nwith hospitable, 402.\\nwith prophetic, 550.\\nRays, hide your diminished, 322.\\nten thousand dewy, 486.\\nyoung fancy s, 447.\\nRayless majesty, 30G.\\nRaze out the written troubles, 125.\\nRazed from the book of honour, 161.\\nRazor, satire like a polished, 350.\\nRazors cried up and down, 432.\\nRazure of oblivion, 49.\\nReach of art, beyond the, 323.\\nof ordinary men, above the, 470.\\nthe small, the great cannot, 29.\\nReaches of our souls, beyond the, 131.\\nReaction, attack is the, 372.\\nRead and write comes by nature, 51.\\nas inclination leads, 371.\\naught that ever I could, 57.\\nblockhead ignorantly, 325.\\nexceedingly well, 86.\\nhe that runs may, 422.\\nHomer once, 280.\\nin story old, 489.\\nlike a book never, 181.\\nmark and inwardly digest, 850.\\nmy little fable, 629.\\nmy title clear, 303.\\nold authors to, 171.\\nslow, learn to, 265.\\nthe perfect ways of honour, 101.\\nto doubt or read to scorn, 494.\\nwhat do you, 133.\\nwhat is twice, 369.\\nReads much, he, 111.\\nReader reads no more, when the la3t,\\n636.\\nwait a century for a, 670.\\nReaders sleep, to give their, 331.\\nReadeth, he may run that, 836.\\nReadiness is all, 145.\\nReading as was never read, 332.\\nbetween the lines, 803.\\neasy writing s curst hard, 443.\\nhe that I am, has most force, 776.\\nmaketh a full man, 168.\\nstuff the head with, 332.\\nwhat they never wrote, 419.\\nReady booted and spurred, 682.\\nere I called her name, 288.\\nto try our fortunes, 90.\\nReady with all your thunderbolts, 114.\\nwith every nod to tumble, 97.\\nwriter, pen of a, 820.\\nReal Simon Pure, 671,\\nRealm, riding o er the azure, 383.\\nthat mysterious, 572.\\nthis earth this, 81.\\nyouth of the, 94.\\nRealms above, constancy lives in, 500.\\nobey, whom three, 326.\\nof gold, I have travelled in, 576.\\nof shade, the pale, 572.\\nthese are our, 550.\\nto see, whatever, 394.\\nReap, as you sow ye are like to, 214.\\nthe whirlwind, 835.\\nReaped, his chin new, S3.\\nthe thorns which I have, 544.\\nReaper whose name is death, 613.\\nReapers, white-winged, 264.\\nReaper s work is done, 570.\\nReaping, ever, something new, 626.\\ngrew the more by, 159.\\nRear my dusky race, she shall, 626.\\nthe tender thought, 355.\\nRearward of a conquered woe, 162.\\nReason, a woman s, 44.\\naccording to soundest, 753.\\nact according to, 754.\\nand the will of God, 665.\\napproved my pleaded, 237.\\nasked one another the, 71.\\nbut from what we know, 315.\\ncapability and godlike, 142.\\ncommon law is nothing but, 24.\\nconfidence of, 475.\\ndiscourse of, 128.\\nfeast of, and flow of soul, 328.\\nfirm the temperate will, 475.\\nfor my rhyme, 30.\\nhow noble in, 134.\\nin the faith of, 504.\\nindu d with sanctity of, 236.\\nis left free to combat it, 434.\\nis staggered, 411.\\nis the life of the law, 24.\\nitself, kills, 254.\\nlaw is the perfection of, 24.\\nmeasured by principle, 743.\\nmen have lost their, 113.\\nmen that can render a, 828.\\nmost absurd to, 127.\\nmost sovereign, 136.\\nmy pleaded, 237.\\nneither rhyme nor, 30, 70.\\nno sooner knew the, 71.\\nnothing is law that is not, 278.\\nof his fancies, 253.\\nof strength, if by, 822.\\nof the case, consider the, 278.\\non compulsion, 85.\\npanders will, 140.\\nperfection of, 24.\\nprisoner, takes the, 116.\\nregulates all things, 743.\\nruling passion conquers, 322.\\nsmiles from, flow, 238.\\nsons of valour liberty, and. 358.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1096.jp2"}, "1091": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n1067\\nReason stands aghast, G73.\\nstrong and replication prompt, 163.\\nthe card passion the gale, 317.\\ntheirs not to, why, 628.\\nunder control, keep, 755.\\nvirtue naught can me bereave, 357.\\nwar with rhyme, 180.\\nwhy I cannot tell, 286.\\nwhy so few marriages are happy, 291.\\nwith pleasure, mixed, 399.\\nworse appear the bttter, 226, 759.\\nwould despair, where, 377.\\nReasons as two grains of wheat, 60.\\nplentiful as blackberries, 85.\\nwho wisely, 320.\\nwhy men drink, 793.\\nwhy we smile and sigh, 569.\\nReason s spite, in erring, 316.\\nwhole pleasure, 319.\\nReasoned high of providence. 228.\\nReasonest well, Plato thou, 298.\\nReasoning beings, 751.\\npride in, 320.\\nReasonings, books full of stoical, 744.\\nnot wanted now, 744.\\nRebel, use em kindly they, 313.\\nRebels from principle, 410.\\nRebellion to tyrants, 859.\\nRebellious hell, 140.\\nliquors in my blood, 67.\\nRebuff, then welcome each, 649.\\nRebuke, open, is better, 829.\\nRecalled, anything that could be, 609.\\nRecede, to sigh yet not, 444.\\nReceive, more blessed to give than to,\\n843,\\nReceives, who much, 672.\\nRechabite poor Will must live, 289.\\nReck the rede, 448.\\nReckless libertine, 129.\\nwhat I do to spite the world, 121.\\nReckoned, beggary in the love that can\\nbe, 157.\\nReckoners without their host, 12.\\nReckoneth without his hostess, 32.\\nReckoning made, no, 132.\\nso comes the dreadful, 348.\\nto the end of, 49.\\ntrim, 87.\\nRecks not his own rede, 129.\\nRecoil, impetuous, 229.\\nRecoils on itself, revenge, 238.\\nRecollection, when fond, 537.\\nRecommendation, a silent, 709.\\ntoil without, 668.\\nRecommends itself, sweetly, 117.\\nRecompense, heaven sent a, 386.\\nReconciliation, temple of silence and,\\n592.\\nRecord, weep to, 513.\\nRecords that defy the tooth of time, 311.\\ntrivial fond, 132.\\nRecorded time, last syllable of, 125.\\nRecorders, flutes and soft, 225.\\nRecording angel dropped a tear, the, 379.\\nRecreant limbs, a calf s-skin on, 79.\\nRecreation, angling innocent, 208.\\nRectitude, in doubt of, 748.\\nRed as a rose is she, 498.\\nblack to, began to turn, 213.\\nbokes clothed in black or, 1.\\ncelestial rosy, 238.\\nher lips were, 256.\\nmaking the green one, 120.\\nmen scalped each other, 592.\\nred rose, my luve s like a, 451.\\nright hand, 227.\\nroses, and violets blew, 28.\\nso dyed double, 38.\\nspirits and gray, 173.\\nRedbreast, call for the robin, 181.\\nRede, better reck the, 448.\\nrecks not his own, 129.\\nye tent it, 449.\\nRedeem thy name, though late, 331 354.\\nRedeemer s name be sung, 302.\\nRedeeming love, triumph in, 674.\\nRedemption, everlasting, 53.\\nfrom slavery, 150.\\nReed, broken, 834.\\nbruised, shall he not break, 834.\\nman is but a thinking, 798.\\nRefined as ever Athens heard, 672.\\ngold, to gild, 79.\\nRefinement on the principles of resist-\\nance, 408.\\nRefining, still went on, 399.\\nReflect on what they knew, 325.\\nReflection came, cool, 494.\\nremembrance and, 316.\\nReflections, in vain sedate, 320.\\nReform it altogether, 137.\\nReformation, age of, 435.\\nReformed that, we have, 137.\\nRefrain to-night, 141.\\nRefreshes in the breeze, 316.\\nRefreshment, draught of cool, 577.\\nRefuge and my fortress, 822.\\nand strength, God is our, 820.\\nfrom confession, suicide but, 533.\\nof a scoundrel, last, 372.\\nRefute a sneer, who can, 673.\\nRegard, things without all remedy should\\nbe without, 121.\\nRegardless of their doom, 381.\\nRegent of love-rhymes, 55.\\nof the night, fair, 426.\\nof the sky, moon sweet, 426.\\nRegion of smooth or idle dreams, 255.\\nof thick-ribbed ice, 48.\\nRegions to change their site, force, 212.\\nRegret can die, O last regret, 633.\\nold age is a. 608.\\nwild with all, 630.\\nRegular as infants breath, 502.\\nbattle, I had a, 701.\\nicily, splendidly null, 631.\\nRehearse, your being shall, 162.\\nReherse as neighe as he can, 2.\\nReign, here we may, secure, 224.\\nin hell, better to, 224.\\nis worth ambition, to. 224,\\nof Chaos and old Night, 224.\\nundisturbed their ancient, 642.\\nReigneth, the Lord, 822.\\nRejoice in thy youth, 831.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1097.jp2"}, "1092": {"fulltext": "1068\\nINDEX.\\nRejoice, let the earth, 822.\\nthe desert shall, 834.\\nwe in ourselves, 502.\\nRejoicing with heaven and earth, 254.\\nRelations, man is a bundle of, 601.\\nRelentless power, 382.\\nRelents, my vigour, 408.\\nRelic of departed worth, 541.\\nRelics, cold and unhonoured, 519.\\ncrucifixes beads, 215.\\nhallowed, 251.\\nRelief, for this, much thanks, 126.\\ngive, and heaven will bless, 433.\\nof man s estate, 169.\\nt is a poor, we gain, 303.\\nRelieve a brother, exquisite to, 447.\\nthe wretched, to, 396.\\nReligion, blunderbuss against, 370.\\nblushing veils her fires, 332.\\nbreathing household laws, 472.\\ndistant rewards of, 369.\\nfreedom of, 435.\\nhe made it a part of his, 291.\\nhis, an anxious wish, 578.\\nhumanities of old, 504.\\nin our northern colonies, 408.\\nliberty and law, 675.\\nmother of form and fear, 39.\\none, is as true as another, 193.\\nphilosophy bringeth about to, 166.\\npledged to, 675.\\nrum and true, 556.\\nstands on tiptoe, 205.\\nthe world of one, 604.\\nwas intended to be mended, as if, 211.\\nwithout a prelate, 588.\\nwriters against, 407.\\nReligious book or friend, with a, 174.\\nlight, dim, 250.\\nman, unworthy a, 578.\\nRelish him more in the soldier, 151.\\nof salvation in t, 139.\\nof the saltness of time, 88.\\nReluctant amorous delay, 232.\\nstalked off, 355.\\nRemainder biscuit, dry as the, 68.\\nRemained to pray, 397.\\nRemains, all that, of thee, 548.\\nbe kind to my, 270.\\nRemark was shrewd, his, 416.\\nRemedies for extreme diseases, 700.\\noft in ourselves do lie, 73.\\nRemedy for all things, 789.\\nfor every trouble, 701, 709.\\nfound out the, 47.\\nsought the, 71.\\nthings without all, 121.\\nworse than the disease, 165.\\nRemember absent friends, 757.\\nan apothecary, I do, 108.\\ndays of joy, 769.\\nI cannot but, such things were, 124.\\nI remember I, 583, 595.\\nLot s wife, 842.\\nMilo s end, 278.\\nnow thy Creator, 831.\\nsweet Alice, don t you, 680.\\nthe end, 837.\\nRemember the poor creature, I do, 89.\\nthe power of beauty I, 272.\\nthee, far less sweet than to, 529.\\nthee yea, 132.\\nthy swashing blow, 104.\\nwhan it passed is, 5.\\nwhat pulls the strings, 756.\\nRemembers me of his gracious parts, 79.\\nRemembered, agony that cannot be, 504.\\nbe all my sins, 136.\\nin flowing cups, 92.\\njoys are never past, 496.\\nkisses after death, 630.\\nnever said anything that was, 609.\\nsorrows sweeten present joy, 588.\\ntolling a departing friend, 88.\\nRemembering happier things, 626.\\nRemembrance and reflection, 316.\\ndear, makes the, 74.\\nhow painful the, 354.\\nof the just shall nourish, 851.\\nof things past, 161.\\nrosemary that s for, 142.\\nwrit in, 81.\\nRemnant of our Spartan dead, 557.\\nof uneasy light, 474.\\nRemorse, farewell, 231.\\nRemorseful day, 94.\\nRemote from cities lived a swain, 348.\\nfrom common use, 556.\\nfrom man with God, 305.\\nunfriended melancholy slow, 394.\\nRemove, drags at each, 394.\\nnot the ancient landmark, 828.\\nRemoves, three, as bad as a fire, 360.\\nRender therefore unto Caesar, 840.\\nto all their dues, 844.\\nto my God, what shall I, 301.\\nRends thy constant heart, sigh that, 402.\\nRenewal of love, 702, 708.\\nRenewing of love, 21.\\nRenounce the devil, 850.\\nRenown, deathless my, 339.\\nforfeit fair, 488.\\nsome for, 310.\\nwight of high, 406.\\nRenowned Spenser, 179.\\nvictories no less, 252.\\nRent is sorrow, her, 204.\\nthe envious Casca made, 113.\\nRepair, friendship in constant, 370.\\nReparation for our rights, 364.\\nRepast and calm repose, 386.\\nwhat neat, shall feast us, 252.\\nRepay, to-morrow will, 276.\\nRepeal of bad laws, 664.\\nRepeat no grievances, 398.\\nRepeats his words, 79.\\nRepeateth a matter, he that, 827.\\nRepeating, oft, they believe em, 288.\\nRepent at leisure, 295.\\nto grieve yet not, 444.\\nwhat s past, 141.\\nRepentance amid the roses fierce, 355.\\nfor the ill we have done, 795.\\nof a bad bargain, 719.\\nRepenting, after no, 252.\\nReplication, prompt, 163.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1098.jp2"}, "1093": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1069\\nReply, churlish, 72.\\nI pause for a, 113.\\ntheirs not to make, 628.\\nReport, evil and good, 846.\\ngossip, 63.\\nnie and my cause aright, 145.\\nthey bore to heaven, 307.\\nthings of good, 847.\\nthy words, how he may, 242.\\nRepose, finds but short, 329.\\nhushed in grim, 383.\\nin trembling hope, 386.\\nmanners had not that, 623.\\nstatue-like, 639.\\nsweet repast and calm, 386.\\nwakes from short, 394.\\nReprehend anything, if I, 440.\\nRepressing ill, crowning good, 438.\\nReproach of being, 163.\\nReprobation, fall to, 156.\\nReproof on her lips, 582.\\nvaliant, 72.\\nReproved each dull delay, 396.\\nReputation dies at every word, 326.\\nI have lost my, 152.\\nmen survive their own, 77T.\\nmore than money, 708.\\nreputation, reputation, 152.\\nseeking the bubble, 69.\\nwritten out of, 284.\\nReputed wise, 60.\\nRequest, conformity is in most, 601.\\nof friends, 326.\\nRequiem chants, the master s, 599.\\nResearches deep, 443.\\nResentment glows, with one, 339.\\nReserve, Providence is with the last, 811=\\nthy judgment, 130.\\nResidence, a forted, 49.\\nResign, few die and none, 435.\\nResignation gently slopes the way, 396.\\nvacancies by, none, 435.\\nResigned when ills betide, 362.\\nResist the devil, 849.\\nResistance, principles of, 408.\\nResisted, know not what s, 448.\\nResistless eloquence, 241.\\nResolute and great, be, 661.\\nResolution, armed with, 295.\\nnative hue of, 136.\\nnever tell your, beforehand, 196.\\npull in, 125.\\nto fire it off himself, 370.\\nResolve, heart to, 430.\\nitself into a dew, 127.\\nsilence is the best, 795.\\nwise to, 342.\\nResolves the moon into salt tears, 109.\\nResolved, once to be, 153.\\nto live a fool, 196.\\nto ruin or to rule, 267.\\nResort of mirth, all, 250.\\nvarious bustle of, 244.\\nResounding line, the full, 329.\\nRespect, nature s above art in that, 148.\\nof persons, no, 844.\\nof place or persons, no, 75.\\nthyself, most of all, 238.\\nRespect to the opinions of mankind, 434.\\nupon the world, too much, 59.\\nRespectability, ultimum moriens of, 638.\\nResplendent hair, most, 483.\\nRest and be thankful, 859.\\ncan never dwell where, 223.\\ndove found no, 812.\\neternal sabbath of his, 277.\\nfancies that keep her from her, 125.\\ngets him to, 92.\\nher soul she is dead, 143.\\nin the grave, 561.\\nis silence, the, 146.\\nlike a warrior taking his, 563.\\nnowhere, the, 855.\\nperturbed spirit, 133.\\nso may he, 100.\\nstrength of mind is not, 317.\\nthere the weary be at, 816.\\nto their lasting, 80.\\ntoo much, itself becomes a pain, 346.\\nveneration but no, 166.\\nwho sink to, 389.\\nRested under the drums, 219.\\nResting quality, true-fixed and, 112.\\nResting-place so fair, no mortal, 546.\\nRestless ecstasy, to lie in, 121.\\nviolence, blown with, 48.\\nRestlessness, round our, His rest, 620.\\nRestorer, nature s sweet, 306.\\nRestraint, liberty is wholesome, 531.\\nluxurious by, 238.\\nRestreine thy tonge, 5.\\nResty sloth, 160.\\nResumption, the way to, 619.\\nResurrection, hope of the, 851.\\nRetired leisure, 249.\\nRetirement, Plato s, 241.\\nrural quiet, 355.\\nshort, urges sweet return, 239.\\nRetiring ebb, ne er feels, 155.\\nRetort courteous, 72.\\nRetreat a single inch, I will not, 605.\\nfriend in my, 416.\\nloopholes of, 420.\\nmake an honourable, 70.\\nRetreats, beauty dwells in deep, 485.\\nof the ocean, sunless, 524.\\nRetrograde, all that is human must, 430.\\nRetrospection to the future, 440.\\nReturn, bid time, 81.\\nI thought she bade me, 380,\\nno more to his house, 816.\\nretirement urges sweet, 239,\\nthere swift, diurnal, 237.\\nthou art gone and never must, 247.\\nto Lochaber no more, 671.\\nto our muttons, 771.\\nto our wethers, 771.\\nunto thy rest my soul, 497.\\nvilest sinner may, 303.\\nReturning as tedious as go o er, 123.\\nReveal no secrets, 398.\\nRevel of the earth, the, 544.\\nRevels, midnight, 225.\\nnow are ended, 43.\\nthe winds their, keep, 679.\\nRevelry, by night, sound of, 542.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1099.jp2"}, "1094": {"fulltext": "1070\\nINDEX.\\nRevelry, midnight shout and, 243.\\nRevenge at first though sweet, 238.\\nback on itself recoils, 238.\\ncapable and wide, 155.\\nforgiveness better than, 758.\\nhath stomach for them all, 156.\\nif not victory, 226.\\nis a kind of wild justice, 164.\\nis profitable, 430.\\nis virtue, with whom, 311.\\nit will feed my, 63.\\nmalice couched with, 232.\\nstudy of, 223.\\nsweet is, to women, 556.\\nwill most horribly, 93.\\nRevenges, time brings in his, 77.\\nRevenons a nos moutons, 771.\\nRevenue, streams of, 531.\\nReverberate hills, halloo your name to\\nthe, 75.\\nRevered abroad, 447.\\nReverence, none so poor to do him, 113.\\nto God, a due, 170.\\nto yon peeping moon, 173.\\nReverend head, the wise the, 303.\\nsigniors, grave and, 149.\\nvice that grey iniquity, 85.\\nReveries so airy, 419.\\nReversion in the sky, 335.\\nReviewers people who have failed, 505.\\nRevisit st glimpses of the moon, 131.\\nRevolts from true birth, 106.\\nRevolution, age of, 435.\\nRevolutions are not made they come, 641.\\nnever go backward, 641.\\nRevolves the sad vicissitudes, 393.\\nRevolving moon, of one, 268.\\nReward, though late a sure, 294.\\nvirtue is its own, 206.\\nvirtue to itself a, 207.\\nRewards, fortune s buffets and, 137.\\nof religion, the distant, 369.\\nthe world its veterans, 321.\\nRe-word, I the matter will, 141.\\nRhamses knows, she knows what, 621.\\nRhapsody of words, 140.\\nRhetoric, could not ope his mouth for,\\n210.\\ndazzling fence of, 246.\\nlogic and, 168.\\nornate, 254.\\nwit and gay, 246.\\nRhetorician s rules teach nothing, 210.\\nRheum, how now foolish, 79.\\nRhine, the castled, 613.\\nwash the river, 503.\\nwide and winding, 543.\\nRhinoceros, armed, 122.\\nRhone, rushing of the arrowy, 543.\\nRhyme, beautiful old, 163.\\nbuild the lofty, 246.\\ndock the tail of, 635.\\nepic s stately, 618.\\nhitches in a, 328.\\nmaking legs in, 387.\\nnor reason, 30, 70.\\none for, one for sense, 213.\\noutlive this powerful, 162.\\nRhyme, reason for my, 30.\\nreason war with, 180.\\nthe rudder is of verses, 211.\\nthose that write in, 213.\\nunattempted in prose or, 223.\\nRhymes I had in store, 506.\\nring out my mournful, 633.\\nRhymed or unrhymed poem, 578.\\nRhyming peer, 326.\\nplanet, born under a, 54.\\nRialto, in the, 61.\\nwhat news on the, 61.\\nwished him five fathom under the, 554.\\nRiband bound, but what this, 220.\\nin the cap of youth, 142.\\nto stick in his coat, 646.\\nRibbed sea-sand, 498.\\nRibs, knock at my, 116.\\nof death, under the, 245.\\nover-weathered, 62.\\nRice, best not stir the, 791.\\nRich and rare were the gems, 520.\\nand strange, into something, 42.\\nare possessed by their money, the,\\n188.\\nat once, no good man, 713.\\nbeyond the dreams of avarice, 374,\\n378.\\nfrom want of wealth, 387.\\ngifts wax poor, 136.\\nhe that maketh haste to be, 829.\\nin barren fame, 344.\\nin good works, 848.\\nin having such a jewel, 44.\\nin saving common sense, 627.\\nin virtue, 343.\\nlive like a wretch and die, 188.\\nman, honest preferred to a, 733.\\nman to enter the kingdom, 840.\\nmen rule the law, 395.\\nnor rare, neither, 327.\\nnot gaudy, 130.\\nplagues that haunt the, 424.\\npoor and content is, 153.\\nquiet and infamous, 592.\\nsoils often to be weeded, 168.\\nthe treasure, 271.\\nthey poor, I, 22.\\nwindows, 386.\\nwith forty pounds a year, 396.\\nwith little store, 22.\\nwith the spoils of nature, 217.\\nwith the spoils of time, 384.\\nwith Thee, we are, 421.\\nwithout a fault, 337.\\nRichard, awe the soul of, 296.\\nconqueror, came in with, 72.\\nis himself again, 296.\\nRichard O my king, 803.\\nstruck terror to the soul of, 97.\\nRicher for poorer, 850.\\nthan all his tribe, 157.\\nRiches and honour in her left hand, 825.\\nbest, 396.\\nflow from bounteous heaven, 346.\\nfrom every scene of creation, 457.\\ngood name better than, 790, 827.\\nhe heapeth up, 820.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1100.jp2"}, "1095": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1071\\nRiches, infinite, in a little room, 41.\\nmake themselves wings, 828.\\nneither poverty nor, 829.\\nof heaven s pavement, 225.\\npossessed not enjoyed, 342.\\nthat grow in hell, 225.\\nvirtne and, seldom settle on one man,\\n190.\\nRichmonds in the field, six, 98.\\nRid on t, mend it or be, 121.\\nRiddle of the world, 317.\\nRide abroad, next doth, 417.\\nmankind, things, 599.\\nto crouch to wait to, 30.\\nRides in the whirlwind, 299, 331.\\non the posting winds, 160.\\npost, evil news, 242.\\nupon the storm, 423.\\nRider, steed that knows its, 542.\\nRidicule, sacred to, 328.\\nthe test of truth, 578.\\ntruth the test of, 444.\\nRidiculous affairs, serious in, 735.\\nexcess, wasteful and, 79.\\nin serious matters, 735.\\nno spectacle so, 591.\\nsublime to the, 431.\\nRiding o er the azure realm, 383.\\nRift within the lute, G29.\\nRigdom Funnidos, 285.\\nRigged with curses dark, 247.\\nRight and wrong he taught, G72.\\nas a trivet, G76.\\nas God gives us to see the, 622.\\nbe sure you are, 852.\\nborn to set it, 133.\\nby chance, a fool now and then, 414.\\ndivine of kings, 332.\\nfirmness in the, 622.\\nfollowing him that sets thee, 754.\\nform of war, 112.\\nhand forget her cunning, 824.\\nhand, his red, 227.\\nhands of fellowship, 846.\\nhis conduct still, 399.\\nhis life I m sure was in the, 260.\\nI see the, and I approve it too, 295.\\nin every cranny but the, 424.\\nis right since God is God, 653.\\nis right to follow, 623.\\nlittle tight little island, 675.\\nmakes might, faith that, 622.\\nman in the right place, 642.\\nmind, clothed in his, 841.\\nnames, call things by their, 457.\\nof all, duty of some, 505.\\nof an excessive wrong, 650.\\non, I only speak, 114.\\nonward steer, 252.\\nor wrong, our country, 675.\\nrather be, than president, 517.\\nsorry for your heaviness, I am, 6.\\nthe day must win, 653.\\nthere is none to dispute my, 416.\\nto begin doing well, earns the, 648.\\nto dissemble your love, 445.\\nwas right, 444.\\nwhatever is is, 316.\\nRight, whose life is in the, 318.\\nwords, how forcible are, 816.\\nRights, blacks had no, 675.\\ndare maintain, their, 438.\\nmen who know their, 438.\\nof a man, how he lies in the, 648.\\nof man, called the, 409.\\nproperty has its duties as well as, 582,\\nG09.\\nreparation for our, 364.\\nunalienable, 434.\\nRighteous are bold as a lion, 829.\\ndie the death of the, 813.\\nforsaken, not seen the, 819.\\nhath hope in his death, 826.\\nman regardeth the life of his beast\\n826.\\novermuch, be not, 830.\\nperils doe enfold the, 27.\\nshaU flourish, 822.\\nRighteousness and peace, 821.\\nexalteth a nation, 826.\\nsun of, 836.\\nword of, 848..\\nRightly to be great, 142.\\nRigorous law, 704.\\nRigour of the game, 508.\\nof the statutes, 47.\\nRill, by cool Siloam s shady, 535.\\nnor yet beside the, 386.\\nsunshine broken in the, 526.\\nRills, thousand, 382.\\nRim, the sun s, dips, 498.\\nRing happy bells, 633.\\nin the Christ that is to be, 633.\\nin the thousand years of peace, 633.\\nin the valiant man, 633.\\nof verse, thy rare gold, 651.\\non her wand she bore, 520.\\nout my mournful rhymes, 633.\\nout old shapes of disease, 633.\\nout the darkness of the land, 633.\\nout the narrowing lust of gold, 633.\\nout the old ring in the new, 633.\\nout the thousand wars of old, 633.\\nout wild bells, 633.\\nposy of a, 138.\\nthe fuller minstrel in, 633.\\nto evensong, 19.\\nwith this, I thee wed, 851.\\nRings, and chains, wearers of, 511.\\nof which all Europe, 252.\\nRinging grooves of change, 626.\\nRinglet, blowing the, 627.\\nRipe and good one, a scholar and a, 101.\\nand ripe, hour to hour we, 68.\\ncherry, I cry, 201\\nRipened in our northern sky, 433.\\ninto faith, persuasion, 481.\\nRipeness, love grown to, 624.\\nRipening breath, summer s, 106.\\nhis greatness is a, 99.\\nRipest fruit first faUs, 81.\\nRipples break round his breast, 677.\\nRise by sin, some, 47.\\nhonest muse, 322.\\nlet it, till it meet the sun, 529.\\nlike feathered Mercury, 86.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1101.jp2"}, "1096": {"fulltext": "1072\\nINDEX.\\nRise up Xarifa, 677.\\nwith the lark, 454.\\nRisen on mid-noon, 235, 476.\\nRising all at once, their, 227.\\nearly, heaven s help better than, 790.\\nin clouded majesty, 233.\\nin his, seemed a pillar of state, 227.\\nto a man s work, 753.\\nRisks nothing gains nothing, 21.\\nRival all but Shakespeare s name, 513.\\nin the light of day, 482.\\nRiver, Alph the sacred, 500.\\nat my garden s end, 289.\\nDee, lived on the, 427.\\nfair and crystal, 180.\\nglideth at his own sweet will, 470.\\nin Macedon, there is a, 92.\\nlike the foam on the, 491.\\nlike the snow-fall in the, 451.\\nof his 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but, 283.\\nmusic in its, 547.\\nnature says best and she says, 283.\\nset the table on a, 144.\\nyou an t were any nightingale, 57.\\nRoaring lion, as a, 849.\\nlions, talks as familiarly of, 78.\\nRoast an egg, the learned, 330.\\nbeef of old England, 363.\\nRoasted rare, new-laid eggs, 274.\\nRob a neighbour, that he might, 592.\\nme the exchequer, 86.\\nPeter and pay Paul, 186.\\nRob the Hybla bees, 115.\\nus of our joys, 406.\\nwas lord below, 474.\\nRobs me of that which not enriches him,\\n153.\\nthe vast sea, the sun, 109.\\nRobbed, he that is, 154.\\nthe, that smiles, 151.\\nRobbery, change be no, 17.\\nRobbing Peter he paid Paul, 14.\\nRobe, dew on his thin, 515.\\nof clouds, throne of rocks in a, 553.\\nof night, azure, 573.\\nthe judge s, 47.\\nRobes and furred gowns hide all, 148.\\ngarland and singing, 253.\\nloosely flowing hair as free, 178.\\nriche or fidel, 1.\\nRobin Hood, a famous man is, 473\\njolly Robin, 404.\\nRobin-redbreast, call for the, 181.\\nRobinson 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9.\\nhe that spareth his, 826.\\nof empire might have swayed, 384.\\nof iron, rule with a, 849.\\nreversed, his, 246.\\nspare the, 8, 213, 262.\\nto check the erring, 475.\\nwit s a feather a chief a, 319.\\nRode, full royally he, 23.\\nthe six hundred, 628.\\nRoderick, art thou a friend to, 491.\\nwhere was, then, 492.\\nRogue, inch that is not fool is, 269.\\nRogues in buckram, 84.\\nRoguish thing, equity is a, 194.\\nRoll darkling down, 366.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1102.jp2"}, "1097": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1073\\nRoll of common men, 85.\\nof honor, pension list is the, 669.\\non dark blue ocean, 547.\\nwherever waves can, 413.\\nRolls it under his tongue, 283.\\nof fame, in all the, 345.\\nof Noah s ark, 268.\\nRolled two into one, 454.\\nup the wrong way, hedgehog, 584.\\nRolling deep, home on the, 679.\\nin fine frenzy, 59.\\nstone gathers no moss, 14, 711.\\nyear is full of thee, the, 357.\\nRoman fame, above all, 329.\\nfashion, after the high, 159.\\nhand, we do know the sweet, 76.\\nholiday, to make a, 546.\\nmore an antique, than a Dane, 146.\\nname, above any Greek or, 267.\\nnoblest, of them all, 115.\\nsenate long debate, can a, 298.\\nstreets, gibber in the, 126.\\nthan such a, 114.\\nthought hath struck him, a, 157.\\nurns, fire in antique, 213.\\nRomans call it stoicism, the, 298.\\ncountrymen and lovers, 113.\\nlast of all the, fare thee well, 115.\\nRomance, by the shores of old, 472.\\nRomances of Marivaux, 387.\\nRomanism and rebellion, 679.\\nRomantic, if folly grow, 321.\\nRome, aisles of Christian, 598.\\nbig with the fate of, 297.\\nbut that I loved, more, 113.\\ncan Virgil claim, 271.\\ndo as they do at, 791.\\neternal devil to keep state in, 110.\\ngrandeur that was, 640.\\ngrowing up to might, 642.\\nhook-nosed, fellow of, 90.\\nI do fast on Saturday at, 767.\\nin the height of her glory, 533.\\nmore than the Pope of, 212.\\nmove the stones of, 114.\\nnot built in one day, 15, 792.\\npalmy state of, 126.\\nqueen of land and sea, 642.\\nshall fall when falls the Coliseum, 546.\\nthan second in, 727.\\nthou hast lost the breed of noble\\nbloods, 110.\\ntime will doubt of, 558.\\nwhen at, do as they see done, 193.\\nRomeo, wherefore art thou. 105.\\nRoof, arched, 251.\\nfretted with golden fire, 134.\\nto shrowd his head, 189, 194.\\nunder the shady, 250.\\nRoom and verge enough, ample, 383.\\nas your companv, 859.\\nblazed with lights, 109.\\ncivet in the, 415.\\nfor Shakespeare, 179.\\nfor wit, heads so little no, 222.\\ninfinite riches in a little, 41.\\nno gilded dome swells the lowly, 571.\\nno wit for so much, 222.\\nRoom up of my absent child, grief fills\\nthe, 79.\\nwho sweeps a, 204.\\nworst inn s worst, 322.\\nRoost, as chickens come home to, 606.\\nRoosts, perched, 242.\\nRoot, axe is laid unto the, 841.\\nhumility that low sweet, 527.\\ninsane, 116.\\nlove that took an early, 589.\\nnips his, and then he falls, 99.\\nof age, worm at the, 423.\\nof all evil, money is the, 848.\\nof the matter is in me, 817.\\ntree of deepest, 432.\\nRoots itself in ease, 131.\\nRooted sorrow from the memory, 125.\\nRope enough, you shall never want, 773.\\nRosaries and pixes, 215.\\nRose, any nose may ravage a, 643.\\nat Christmas, desire a, 54.\\nAylmer, 511.\\nblossom as the, 834.\\nbudding, above the full blown, 476.\\nby any other name, 105.\\ndewdrop clinging to the, 611.\\nflung odours flung, 238.\\ngo lovely, 220.\\ngrowing on his cheek, 31.\\nhappy is the, distilled, 57.\\nI am not the, 806.\\nin aromatic pain, 316.\\nin spring, familiar as the, 752.\\nis fairest when t is budding, 491.\\nis sweetest washed with dew, 491.\\nJe ne suis pas la, 806.\\njust newly born, the, 611.\\nlast, of summer, 521.\\nlike a full-blown, 575.\\nlike a rocket, 431.\\nlike an exhalation, 225.\\nlovely is the, 477.\\nmy life is like the summer, 677.\\nmy luve s like a red red, 451.\\nof love, gather, 202.\\nof the fair state, 136.\\nof youth, he wears the, 158.\\nred as a, is she, 498.\\nshould shut and be a bud, 575.\\nso red, never blows the, 768.\\nsweeter in the bud, 33.\\nthat all are praising, 5S7.\\nthat fives its little hour, the, 573.\\nthought like a full-blown, 575.\\nunder the, 219.\\nup he, and donned his clothes, 142.\\nvernal bloom or summer s, 155.\\nwith leaves yet folded, 560.\\nwith thorns, 691.\\nwithout the thorn, 203, 232.\\nRoses and lilies and violets, 581.\\nand white lilies, 685.\\nbower of, by Bendemeer s stream, 526.\\nfour red, on a stalk, 97.\\nfrom your cheek, 378.\\nfull of sweet days and, 204.\\nin December seek, 539.\\nmake thee beds of, 41.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1103.jp2"}, "1098": {"fulltext": "1074\\nINDEX.\\nRoses, month of leaves and, 655.\\nnever expect to gather, 692.\\nred and violets blew, 28.\\nrepentance amid the, 355.\\nroses strew on her, 665.\\nscent of the, 522.\\nshe wore a wreath of, 581.\\nstrew on her roses, 665.\\nvirgins soft as the, 549.\\nRosebud garden of girls, 631.\\nset with thorns, 629.\\nRosebuds, crown ourselves with, 836.\\nfilled with snow, 685.\\ngather ye, while ye may, 202.\\nRose-leaves scattered, like, 558.\\nstirred with the air, 558.\\nRose-lipped cherubin, 155.\\nRosemary for remembrance, 142.\\nRosewater on a toad, pour, 597.\\nRoss, the Man of, 322.\\nRost, rule the, 8, 194.\\nRosy light, sprinkled with, 338.\\nred, celestial, 238.\\nsea, upon the, 524.\\nsteps, morn her, 234.\\nRot and rot, from hour to hour we, 68.\\npropagate and, 317.\\nto lie in cold obstruction and to, 48.\\nRots itself in ease, 131.\\nRote, learned and conned by, 115.\\nRotten apples, small choice in, 72.\\nat the heart, a goodly apple, 61.\\nin Denmark, something is, 131.\\nRottenness, firmament is, 245.\\nRough as nutmeg-graters, 313.\\nquarries rocks and hills, 150.\\nrude sea, all the water in the, 81.\\nRough-hew them how we will, 145.\\nRough-island story, 628.\\nRoughly, life has passed, 423.\\nRound and round we run, 653.\\nat the top, from the, 655.\\nattains the upmost, 111.\\ndance their wayward, 469.\\nfat oily man of God, 357.\\nglory guards with solemn, 681.\\nhoop s bewitching, 378.\\nkeeps up a perpetual, 749.\\nlife s dull, 379.\\nnumbers are false, 375.\\nthe slight waist, 548.\\nthe square, all, 584.\\ntrivial, the common task, 569.\\nunvarnished tale, 150.\\nwhile you perform your antic, 123.\\nRoundabout, this great, 424.\\nRounded with a sleep, life is, 43.\\nRoundelay, my merry merry, 25.\\nRoundheads and wooden shoes, 300.\\nRouse a lion, the blood stirs to, 84.\\nand stir as life were in t, 125.\\nthe lion from his lair, 495.\\nRousseau, ask Jean Jacques, 417.\\nRout on rout, ruin upon ruin, 230.\\nwhere meet a public, 176.\\nworld with its motley, 424.\\nRouted all his foes, thrice he, 271.\\nRoving, go no more a, 553.\\nRow brothers row, 518.\\none way and look another, 186.\\nRowers, like, who advance backward,\\n777.\\nRowland for an Oliver, 859.\\nto the dark tower came, 147.\\nRoy s wife of Aldivalloch, 674.\\nRoyal office to execute laws, 411.\\npath to geometry, 811.\\ntrain believe me, a, 100.\\nRoyally he rode, 23.\\nRoyalty of virtue, the, 668.\\nRuat coeluni fiat voluntas tua, 205, 218.\\nRub, let the world, 786.\\nthere s the, 135.\\nRubs which providence sends, 401.\\nRubente dextera, 227.\\nRubicon, I had passed the, 530.\\nRubies grew, where the, 201.\\nprice of wisdom is above, 817.\\nwisdom is better than, 825.\\nRudder is of verses, rhyme the, 211.\\ntrue, steer my, 777.\\nRuddy drop of manly blood, 602.\\ndrops, dear as the, 112, 383.\\nRude am I in my speech, 149.\\nforefathers of the hamlet, 384.\\nhand deface it, may no, 469.\\nin speech, though I be, 846.\\nmilitia swarms, 273.\\nmultitude call the afternoon, 56.\\nsea grew civil at her song, 57.\\nstream, mercy of a, 99.\\nRudely, speke he never so, 2.\\nstamped, I that am, 95.\\nRue and euphrasy, 240.\\nnought shall make us, 80.\\nwith a difference, wear your, 142.\\nRueful 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my often, 70.\\nRumour of oppression, 418.\\nRumours of wars, 841.\\nRun amuck, too discreet to, 32S.\\naway and fly, 212.\\naway, they conquer love that, 200.\\nback, time will, 251.\\nbefore the wind, 393.\\nhe may, that readeth it, 836.\\nI can, or I can fly, 246.\\nto and. fro, many shall, 835.\\nto wait to ride to, 30.\\nwith the hare, 33.\\nwith the hound, 12.\\nRuns away, he that fights and, 216.\\naway, he who fights and, 403.\\nmay read, he that, 422.\\nthe great circuit, 420.\\nthe world away, 138.\\nRunneth not to the contrary, 392.\\nover, my cup, 819.\\nRunning brooks, books in the, 67.\\nsprightly. 276.\\nRupert of debate, 606.\\nRural quiet, retirement. 355.\\nsights alone, not. 417.\\nRush against Othello s breast, 156.\\ninto the skies. 315.\\nto glory or the grave, 515.\\nRushed to meet the insulting foe, 443.\\nRushing of the arrowy Rhone, 543.\\nof the blast, the, 573.\\nRusset mantle clad, morn in, 127.\\nRussia, last out a night in, 47.\\nRussian bear, the rugged, 122.\\nRust, better to be eaten to death with, 88.\\nbetter wear out than. too.\\nunburnished, to, 625.\\nRustic life and poverty, 514.\\nmoralist, teach the, 385.\\nRustics, amazed the gazing, 397.\\nRustling in the dark, mournful, 615.\\nin unpaid-for silk, 159.\\nRusty for want of fighting, 211.\\nRuth when sick for home, 575.\\nRuthless king, ruin seize thee, 353.\\nSabaoth and port, 170.\\nSabbath appeared, when a, 416.\\nbill to frame a, 580.\\nday to me, Sunday shines no, 326.\\nhe who ordained the, 636.\\nof his rest, the eternal, 277.\\nwas made for man, 841.\\nSabbathless Satan, 509.\\nSabean odours, 232.\\nSable cloud with silver lining. 243.\\ngoddess, night, 306.\\nhearse, underneath this, 179.\\nnight, son of the, 39.\\nsilvered, his beard a. 129.\\nSables, suit of, 138\\nSabler tints of woe, 386.\\nSabrina fair, listen, 246.\\nSack, intolerable deal of, 85.\\npurge and leave, 88.\\nSacred and inspired divinity, 170.\\nburden is this life, 641.\\nhonour, pledge our, 434.\\npity, drops of, 69.\\nreligion mother of form, 39.\\nto gods is misery, 343.\\nto ridicule his whole life long, 328.\\nSacrifice, is no vain, 301.\\nto the graces, 353, 760.\\nturn delight into a, 204.\\nunpitied, an. 408.\\nSacrifices, such, my Cordelia, 148.\\nSacrilegious murder, 120.\\nSad and bad and mad it was, 650.\\nas angels, 513.\\nbecause it makes us smile, 560.\\nby fits, t was, 390.\\nexperience to make me, 71.\\nfancies do we affect, 4S3.\\nheart, ruddy drops that visit my, 112,\\nimpious in a good man to be, 308.\\nmusic of humanity, 467.\\nnear to make a man look, 59.\\nso, so tender and so true, 380.\\nstories of the death of kings. 82.\\nvicissitude of things, 379, 393.\\nvotarist in palmer s weed, 243.\\nwords of tongue or pen, 619.\\nSadder and a wiser man, 499.\\nSaddest of all tales, 560.\\nof the year, days the, 573.\\nSaddle, things are in the, 599.\\nSaddled and bridled. 682.\\nSadness and longing, feeling of, 614.\\ndiverter of, 207.\\nj wraps me in a most humorous, 70.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1105.jp2"}, "1100": {"fulltext": "1076\\nINDEX.\\nSafe and sound your trust is, 313.\\nbind safe find, 21.\\nfrom temptation and pollution, G15.\\nthrough a thousand perils, 497.\\nSafer being meek than fierce, 650.\\nSafety, fear is the mother of, 411.\\nin multitude of counsellors, 825.\\nlittle temporary, 359.\\npluck this flower, 84.\\npot of ale and, 91.\\nto teach thee, 79.\\nwalks in its steps, 460.\\nSagacious blue-stocking, 592.\\nof Ins quarry from so far, 239.\\nSage advices, lengthened, 451.\\nby saint by savage and by, 334.\\nfrolic, make the, 345.\\nhe stood, 182, 227.\\nhe thought as a, 428.\\njust less than, 518.\\nlong experience made him, 348.\\nthinks like a, 607.\\ntruths electrify the, 514.\\nSages have seen in thy face, 416.\\nin all times assert, 8.\\nteach more than all the, can, 466.\\nSage s pride, vain the, 330.\\nSager, by losing rendered, 554.\\nSaid anything that was remembered,\\nnever, 609.\\nbefore, nothing that has not been,\\n702.\\nit, as well as if I had, 292.\\nlittle, is soonest mended, 200.\\nnothing but what has been, 185.\\non both sides, much may be, 300, 363.\\nSail, bark attendant, 320.\\nbreath of heaven swell the, 416.\\nis as a noiseless wing, this, 543.\\nlearn of the little Nautilus to, 318.\\nlike my pinnace, 45.\\non even keel, 354.\\non life s ocean diversely we, 317.\\non O ship of state, 615.\\non O Union strong and great, 615.\\nset every threadbare, 635.\\nswan spreads his snowy, 677.\\nwhat avail the plough or, 601.\\nwherever billows roll, ships will, 550.\\nwhite and rustling, 537.\\nSails filled and streamers waving, 242.\\nfilled with a lusty wind, 37.\\nover-weathered ribs and ragged, 62.\\npurple the, 157.\\nSailed for sunny isles, 589.\\nwith me before, you never, 458.\\nSailing like a stately ship, 242.\\non obscene wings, 501.\\nSailor, messmates hear a brother, 672.\\non a mast, a drunken, 97.\\nSailors are but men, 61.\\nSail-yards tremble, the, 37.\\nSaint Augustine well hast thou said, 616.\\nGeorge and the dragon, 78.\\nJohn, awake my, 314.\\nJohn mingle with my friendly bowl,\\n328.\\nin crape and lawn, 320.\\nSaint in wisdom s school, 181.\\nit, sinner it or, 321.\\nit would provoke a, 321.\\nMary s lake, swan on still, 474.\\nmy late espoused, 26.\\nNicholas would soon be there, 527.\\nno true, allows, 215.\\nPaul s, ruins of, 591.\\nsavage and by sage, by, 334.\\nseem a, when I play the devil, 96.\\nsustained it the woman died, 335.\\nto corrupt a, 83.\\nupon his knees, 422.\\nSaints above, men below and, 487.\\ndeath of his, 823.\\nhis soul is with the, 502.\\nimmortal reign, where, 303.\\nwho taught, 313.\\nwill aid if men will call, 499.\\nSainted, a thing enskyed and, 47.\\nSaintly chastity, so dear is, 245.\\nshew, falsehood under, 232.\\nSaint-seducing gold, 104.\\nSaintship of an anchorite, 540.\\nSalad days, my, 157.\\nSally, there s none like pretty, 285.\\nSalmons in both, there is, 92.\\nSalt have lost his savour, 838.\\nof our youth, we have some, 45.\\nof the earth, ye are the, 838.\\npeck of, 785.\\npillar of, 813.\\nseasoned with, 847.\\nupon the tails of sparrows, 291.\\nwho ne er knew, 344.\\nSalt-fish on his hook, 158.\\nSaltness of time, 88.\\noil vinegar sugar and, 399.\\nSaltpetre, this villanous, 83.\\nSalutary influence of example, 369.\\nneglect, wise and, 408.\\nSalutation to the morn, 97.\\nSalvation, no relish of, 139.\\nnone of us should see, 65.\\ntools of working our, 215.\\nSamarcand, all the gems of, 437.\\nSamaritan, acts like a, 607.\\nwithout the oil and twopence, 460.\\nSame, another and the, 331.\\nanother yet the, 331.\\nSamphire, one that gathers, 148.\\nSampler, ply the, 246.\\nSanat santificat et ditat, 360.\\nSancho Panza is my own self, 790.\\nSanctified the crime, numbers, 425.\\nSanction of the god, 337.\\nSanctity of reason, indu d with, 236.\\nSanctuary of the intuitions, 602.\\nSanctum supercilious, my, 586.\\nSand and the wild uproar, 598.\\nleaves or driving, 337.\\nlittle grains of, 642.\\nroll down their golden, 536.\\nwere pearl, if all their, 44.\\nSands, come unto these yellow, 42.\\nignoble things, 196.\\no Dee, across the, 664.\\nof time, footprints on the, 612.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1106.jp2"}, "1101": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n1077\\nSands small, the mountain make, 311.\\nsyllable men s names on, 243.\\nSandal shoon, by his, 405.\\nSanded floor, the nicely, 397.\\nSand-dunes, like the, 754.\\nSane, t is better being, than mad, 650.\\nSang, it may turn out a, 448.\\nof love and not of fame, 660.\\nSange, ful wel she, 1.\\nSans intermission, 68.\\ntaste sans everything, 69.\\nteeth sans eyes, 69.\\nSapphire blaze the living throne, 382.\\nSapphires, glowed with living, 233.\\nSappho loved and sung, where, 557.\\nsurvives we sing her songs, 645.\\nSapping a solemn creed, 544.\\nSardonic smile, 860.\\nSat like a cormorant, 232.\\nSatan came also, 816.\\nexalted sat, 226.\\nfinds some mischief, 302.\\nget thee behind me, 840.\\nplay at cherry-pit with, 76.\\nSabbathless, 509.\\nso call him now, 235.\\nstood unterrified, 229.\\ntrembles when he sees, 422.\\nwas now at hand, 228.\\nSatanic school, the, 508.\\nSatchel, schoolboy with his, 69, 354.\\nSatire be my song, 539.\\nfor pointed, 279.\\nis my weapon, 328.\\nlike a polished razor, 350.\\nor sense, 328.\\nSatisfaction as the time requires, 168.\\nof the tongue, windy, 343.\\nSatisfied that is well paid, he is, 65.\\nSaturday and Monday, betwixt a, 285.\\nSatyr, Hyperion to a, 128.\\nSauce, sharpen with cloyless, 157.\\nSaucy doubts and fears, 122.\\nSaul among the prophets, 814.\\nand Jonathan were lovely, 815.\\nSauntered Europe round, 332.\\nSavage breast, soothe the, 294.\\nsaint and sage, by, 334.\\nwild in woods the noble, ran, 275.\\nwoman, take some, 626.\\nSavageness in unreclaimed blood, 133.\\nSave in his own country, 839.\\nme from the candid friend, 464.\\nSaviour s birth is celebrated, 127.\\nSavour, salt have lost his, 838.\\nSaw and loved, 430.\\nan old said, 29.\\nand overcame, 90.\\nI doubted of this, 196.\\nno sound of hammer or of, 421.\\nthe air too much, do not, 137.\\nwho, to wish her stay, 237.\\nSaws, full of wise, 69.\\nSay I m sick, I m dead, 326,\\nit that should not, though I, 198.\\nnothing but what has been said, 185.\\nthan do, more disagreeable to, 728.\\nto yourself what you would be, 746.\\nSay, wills to do or, 238.\\nSays a foolish thing, never, 279.\\nSaying and doing are two things, 284.\\nshort, contains much wisdom, 1397.\\nSayings of philosophers, 212.\\nsuch odd, 62.\\nScab of churches, 175.\\nScabbard, sword glued to my, 194.\\nScabbards, swords leaped from their, 409.\\nScaffold high, on the, 680.\\ntruth forever on the, 657.\\nScale, free-livers on a small, 536.\\ngeometric, 240.\\nJustice with lifted, 330.\\nweighing in equal, 127.\\nScales, Jove weighs in dubious, 343.\\nScaly horror of his folded tail, 251.\\nScan, or their faults to, 396.\\npresume not God to, 317.\\nyour brother man, 448.\\nScandal about Queen Elizabeth, 441.\\nin disguise, praise undeserved is, 330.\\nwaits on greatest state, 161.\\nScandals, immortal, 670.\\nScandalous and poor, 279.\\nScanter of your maiden presence, 130.\\nScapes, hair-breadth, 150.\\nScar, if two loves join there is oft a, 648.\\nScars, gashed with honourable, 496.\\njests at, that never felt a wound, 105.\\nremaining, they stood aloof the, 500.\\nScarce expect one of my age, 459.\\nwould move a horse, 416.\\nScarecrows, no eye hath seen such, 86.\\nScared out of his seven senses, 493.\\nScarfed bark, 62.\\nSoarfs garters gold, 318.\\nScatter plenty, 385.\\nScene be acted over, this lofty, 112.\\nlast of all, 69.\\nnot one fail*, 582.\\no er this changing, 535.\\nof man, o er all this, 314.\\non which they gazed, 468.\\nthat memorable, 263.\\ntread again the, 407.\\nwas more beautiful far, 528.\\nwas o er, the proud, 331.\\nScenes, gay and festive, 678.\\ngay gilded, 299.\\nlike these, from, 447.\\nlike this, to live and die in, 522.\\nof my childhood, 537.\\nScent of odorous perfume, 242.\\nof the roses, 522.\\nthe fair annoys, whose, 415.\\nthe morning air, methinks I, 132.\\nto every flower, gives, 414.\\nScents, pleasant, salute the nose, 655.\\nScented the grim feature, 239.\\nSceptic could inquire for, 210.\\nSceptre, a barren, in my gripe, 121.\\nall who meet obey, 550.\\nleaden, stretches forth her, 306.\\nour flag the, 550.\\nshows the force of temporal power,\\n64.\\nSceptred hermit, a, 677.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1107.jp2"}, "1102": {"fulltext": "1078\\nINDEX.\\nSceptred isle, this, 81.\\npall, tragedy in, 250.\\nsovereigns, dead but, 554.\\nsway, mercy is above this, 64.\\nScheld or wandering Po, 394.\\nScheme for her own breakfast, 311.\\nSchemes o mice, best laid, 440.\\nSchiller has the material sublime, 505.\\nScholar and a gentleman, 447.\\nin the soldier more than in the, 151.\\nrake Christian dupe, 388.\\nripe and good one, 101.\\nScholars, base born, the greatest, 190.\\ngreat men, not great, 03S.\\nthe land of, 395.\\nScholar s life assail, the, 3G5.\\nsoldier s eye, 136.\\nSchool, creeping unwillingly to, 69.\\ndays, in my joyful, 509.\\nexperience keeps a dear, 360.\\nof mankind, example the, 411.\\nof Stratford, 1.\\nsaint in wisdom s, 181.\\ntell tales out of, 12.\\nthe Satanic, 508.\\nSchools, flogging in great, 372.\\njargon of the, 287, 414.\\nold maxim in the, 290.\\nSchoolboy, whining, 69.\\nwhips his taxed top, 462.\\nwith his satchel, 69, 354.\\nSchoolboys, frisk away like, 447.\\nSchoolboy s tale, a, 541.\\nSchooldays, in my, 60.\\nSchoolmaster is abroad, 527.\\nScience, bright-eyed, 3S3.\\neel of, by the tail, 331.\\nfair, frowned not, on his birth, 386.\\nfalsely so-called, 848.\\nglare of false, 428.\\ngood sense though no, 322.\\nnew, that men lere, 6.\\nof our law, the lawless. tV27.\\none, will one genius fit, 323.\\nproud, never taught to stray, 315.\\nsort of hocus-pocus, 350.\\nstar-eyed, 513.\\nSciences, all the abstruse, 55G.\\nbooks must follow, 168.\\nScilurus on his death-bed, 731.\\nScio s rocky isle, old man of, 550.\\nScion of chiefs and monarchs, 547.\\nScipio buried by the upbraiding shore,\\n545.\\nScipio s ghost walks unavenged, 298.\\nScoff, fools who came to, 397.\\nScoffer s pen, product of a, 479.\\nScolding from Carlyle, 637.\\nScole of Stratford, 1.\\nScope of my opinion, 126.\\nScore and tally, no books but the, 94.\\nScorn delights, 247.\\nfor the time of, 155.\\nin spite of, 225.\\nlaugh a siege to, 125.\\nlaugh thee to, 837.\\nlaughed his word to, 415.\\nnot the sonnet, 485.\\nScorn of consequence, 623.\\nof eyes reflecting gems, 96.\\nof scorn the hate of hate, 623.\\nread to doubt or read to, 494.\\nto laugh to, 71.\\nwhat a deal of, looks beautiful, 76.\\nScorns of time, whips and, 135.\\nScorned, no fury like a woman, 294.\\nslighted, disappointed woniau, 296.\\nScornful jest, most bitter is a, 366,\\nScorning the base degrees, 111.\\nScorpion died of the bite, 400.\\nScot and lot, 178.\\nScots, a few industrious, 37.\\nwha hae wi Wallace bled, 450.\\nwham Bruce has often led, 450.\\nScotch nation void of wit, 389.\\nunderstanding, 459.\\nScotched the snake, 121.\\nScotchman, left to a beggarly, 370.\\nmuch may be made of a, 371.\\nScotchman s noblest prospect, 370.\\nScotia s grandeur springs, 447.\\nScotland at the Orcades, 318.\\nstands, where it did, 124.\\nScotland s strand, fair, 452.\\nScoundrel and a coward, 370.\\nlast refuge of a, 372.\\nmaxim, 357.\\nScoured with perpetual motion, 88.\\nScourge inexorable, 226.\\nof God, him that was the, 571.\\nwhose iron, 382.\\nScourged to his dungeon, 572.\\nScours the plain, Camilla, 324.\\nScout, the blabbing Eastern, 243.\\nScraps of learning dote, on, 310.\\nstolen the, 56.\\nScratched, a little, t will serve, 56.\\nScrew your courage to the sticking\\nplace, 118.\\nScripture authentic, 310.\\nelder, writ by God, 310.\\nthe devil can cite, 61.\\nScruple of her excellence, 46.\\nSculptured in stone on poet s pages, 648.\\nmarble, although no, 531.\\nScutcheon, honour a mere, 87.\\nScuttled ship, that ever, 557.\\nScylla and Charybdis, 810.\\nyour father, 64.\\nScyllam, incidis in, 64.\\nS death I 11 print it, 326.\\nSea, alone on a wide wide, 498.\\nas stars look on the, 607.\\nbeheld and fled, the great, 261.\\nbest thing between England and\\nFrance, 597.\\nboisterous captain of the, 392.\\nby the deep, where none intrude, 547.\\ncloud out of the, 815.\\ncome o er the moonlit, 611.\\ncompassed by the inviolate, 623.\\ndesert of the, 833.\\ndown to a sunless, 500.\\ndreary, now blows between, 500.\\nfar-heard whisper o er the, 49^.\\nfirst gem of the. 522.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1108.jp2"}, "1103": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1079\\nSea, footsteps in the. 423.\\nfountain stream and. 400.\\ngive a thousand furlongs of. 40.\\nglad waters of the dark blue, 550.\\ngo down to the, in ships. S03.\\ngrew civil at her song. 57.\\nhis deeds inimitable like the,\\nhollows crowned with summer, 629.\\nhome on the rolling. 670.\\nhow the fishes live in the, 101.\\nI m on the. 538.\\nin rage deaf as the, SO.\\nin the bosom of the. 04. ISO.\\nin the flat, sunk. 044.\\nin the rough rude. SI.\\ninto that silent, 40S.\\nis a thief, i\\nis calm, when the, 710.\\nisles that o erlace the, 645.\\nlane of beams athwart the, G25.\\nlight that never was on, 475.\\nlike to the Pontic. 135.\\nloved the great, more and more, 53S.\\nMarathon looks on the. 557.\\nmoney to a starving man at. 786.\\nmost dangerous, 63.\\nmusic of the. 508.\\nmy bark is on the. 553.\\nno breath came o er the. Gil.\\nnor earth nor boundless, 162.\\nnow hows between a dreary, 500.\\nof glory, summers in a, 99.\\nof pines, silent. 501.\\nof troubles, arms against a, 135.\\nof upturned faces_, 41*3, 531.\\non life s rough. 37.\\none as the.\\none foot in, and one on shore, 51, 405.\\none voice is of the. 47S.\\nor fire in earth or air, in, 106.\\nor land, thing of. 242.\\nour hag is known in every, 005.\\nour heritage the. 537.\\nPeri beneath the dark. 500.\\npouring oil on the. 740.\\nus stone set in the silver. SI.\\nProteus rising from the, 477.\\nrobs the vast, 109.\\nrolls its waves, while the. G75.\\nscattered in the bottom of the. 96.\\nships that have gone down at. 507.\\nsight of that immortal. 47 S.\\nsing the dangers of the. G70.\\nsiren who sung under the, 521.\\nstern god of. 253.\\nswelling of the voieeful. 503.\\nthe breeze is on the. 4 c4.\\nthe open, the blue the fresh, 53-S.\\nthe passenger pukes in\\nthey who plough the. 712.\\nunder the deep deep. 5S3.\\nunion with its native, 480.\\nupon the rosy. 504.\\nuttermost parts of the. 824.\\nwas roaring, t was when the, 347.\\nwave o the. I wish you a. 78.\\nwet sheet and flowing. .537.\\nwhat thing of. or land. 242.\\nSea. whether in, or fire. 12G.\\nangers of the. 176.\\nfoam of perilous. 575.\\nguard our native. 514.\\nincarnadine. 120.\\noi gore, shedding. 050,\\nof thought, strange, 475.\\nrivers run to. 274.\\nroil to waft me, 31G.\\nSevern to the narrow. 4S3.\\nsuch a jewel as twenty, 44.\\ntwo boundless, 525.\\nunsuspected isle in the far, 644.\\nSea-born treasures, my. 5\\nSea-change, surfer a. 42.\\nSea-coal fire, by a, 89.\\nSea-girt citadel, winged. 541.\\nSeal, seem to set his, 140.\\nSeals of love but sealed in vain. 49.\\nthat close the pestilence, 5 2\\nSealed their letters with their thumbs.\\n460.\\nSea-maid s music, to hear the. 57.\\nSeamen, the gentlemen were not. 503.\\nSea-sand, brown as the ribbed.\\nSearch men s principles, 752.\\nnot his bottom, 257.\\nnot worth the.\\nnothing so hard but, will find it. 203.\\nof deep philosophy. 200.\\npatient, and vigil long. .555.\\nthe coffers round. 051.\\nvain iny weary, 395.\\nSearches to the bottom, 102.\\nSea-shore, boy playing on the. 27\\nSeason, each thing that grows in, 54.\\never gainst that. 127.\\neverything at its proper. 720.\\nfrom that time unto tL:\\npriketh every gentil herte. 2.\\nshock of corn in his. 816.\\nthings seasoned by. 66.\\nto everything there is a. 830.\\nwhen I have convenient. B43.\\nword spoken in, 611.\\nword spoken in due, S20.\\nyour admiration for a while, 12S.\\nSeasons and their change. 233.\\ndeath thou hast all. 570.\\njustice, when mercy. 65.\\nreturn with the year. -SO.\\nroll as the swift,\\nvernal, of the year, 254.\\nwho knew the. 623.\\nSeasoned life of man. 2-54.\\ntimber never gives. 204.\\nwith a gracious voice, 63.\\nwith salt. S47.\\nSeat, his favourite, be woman s feeble\\nbreast. 482.\\nin some poetic nook, 536.\\nis the bosom of God. her. 31.\\nmisfortune made the throne her, 301.\\nnature from her. 230.\\nof Mars. this. KL\\nthis castle hath a pleasant. 117.\\nup to our native. 22G.\\nvaulted with ease into his. 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a falling world, 300.\\nthe past at least is, 532.\\nSecurity for the future, 364.\\npublic honour is, 689.\\nSedge, giving a kiss to every, 44.\\nSeduces all mankind, woman, 348.\\nSee a hand you cannot see, 314.\\na world to, 33.\\nall things, light to, 30.\\nand be seen, 707.\\nand eek for to be seie, 3.\\nher is to love her, to, 452.\\nis this a dagger which I, 119.\\nit, I don t, 297.\\nmay I be there to, 417.\\nnone so blind as those that will not,\\n283, 293.\\noursels as others see us, 448.\\nthe conquering hero comes, 281.\\nthe right and approve it, 295.\\nthee again, then I shall, 115.\\nthee at Philippi, 115.\\nthee damned first, I will, 464.\\nthee still, I have thee not yet, 119.\\nthrough a glass darkly, 845.\\nt is but a part we, 315.\\nwhat I see, to have seen what I have\\nseen, 136.\\nwhat is not to be seen, 439.\\nwith his half -shut eyes, 326.\\nSees God in clouds, 315.\\nor dreams he sees, 225.\\nwhat he foresaw, 476.\\nwith equal eye, who, 315.\\nSeed begging bread, nor his, 819.\\nfruit from such a, 544.\\nin the morning sow thy, 831.\\nof the church, 756.\\nSeeds of poesy by heaven sown, 347.\\nof time, look into the, 116.\\nSeeing eye, the hearing ear, 827.\\neyes were made for, if, 599.\\nnot satisfied with, 830.\\nprecious, to the eye, 56.\\nthe root of the matter, 817.\\nSeek and ye shall find, 839.\\nit ere it come to light, 424.\\nthee in vain by the meadow, 587.\\nSeeks painted trifles, 391.\\nSeeking light doth light of light beguile,\\n54.\\nthe bubble reputation, 69.\\nwhom he may devour, 849.\\nSeem a saint when I play the devil, 96.\\nthey grow to what they, 395.\\nthings are not what they, 612.\\nSeems madam I know not seems, 127.\\nwisest virtuousest best, 238.\\nSeeming estranged, providence, 586.\\nevil still educing good, 357.\\notherwise, 151.\\nSeemly, do it not if it is not, 756.\\nSeen better days, we have, 68.\\nevidence of things not, 848.\\nneeds only to be, 269.\\nnever was nor never shall be, 182.\\nthat day, or ever I had, 128.\\ntoo early, unknown, 105.\\nwhat I have seen, 136.\\nSeldom he smiles, 111.\\nshall she hear a tale, 380.\\nSelection, natural, 622.\\nSelf, smote the cord of, 625.\\nsomething dearer than, 541.\\ntrue to thine own, 130.\\nSelf-approving hour, one, 319.\\nSelf-disparagement, inward, 480.\\nSelf-dispraise, luxury in, 480.\\nSelf-esteem, nothing profits more than,\\n238.\\nSelf-evident truths, 434.\\nSelf-existence, concatenation of, 401.\\nSelf-knowledge self-control, 623.\\nSelf-love not so vile a sin, 91.\\nSelf-made men, 637.\\nSelf-mettle tires him, 98.\\nSelf-neglecting and self-love, 91.\\nSelf-preservation in animals, 764.\\nSelf-reliance, discontent is want of, 601.\\nSelf-reproach, feel no, 468.\\nSelf-respect, never lose thy, 750.\\nSelf-reverence self-knowledge, 623.\\nSelf-sacrifice, spirit of, 475.\\nSelfsame flight the selfsame way, 60.\\nheaven that frowns on me, 98.\\nSelf-slaughter, canon gainst, 128.\\nSelf-taught, I sing, 347.\\nSell with you buy with you, 61.\\nSelling of pig in a poke, 20.\\nSelves, from our own, our joys must flow,\\n362.\\nstepping-stones of their dead, 631.\\nSemblance, wait for me a little, 746.\\nSemi-Solomon, a kind of, 593.\\nSempronius, we 11 do more, 297.\\nSenate at his heels, Caesar with a, 319.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1110.jp2"}, "1105": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1081\\nSenate, give his little, laws, 327, 336.\\nlong debate, can a Roman, 298.\\nSenates, listening, 385.\\nSenators, green-robed, those, 575.\\nmost grave, 151.\\nSenior-junior giant-dwarf, 55.\\nSensation, count minutes by, 608.\\nSensations felt in the blood, 467.\\nSense aches at thee, the, 155.\\nall the joys of, 319.\\nand nonsense, through, 269.\\nand outward things, 478.\\ncustom who all, doth eat, 141.\\ndeviates into, 269.\\nflows in fit words, 268.\\nfrom thought divide, 316.\\ngood health and good, 713.\\ngood, the gift of heaven, 322.\\nif all want, 205.\\njoys of, he in three words, 319.\\nlive within the, 567.\\nmen of, approve, 324.\\nmuch fruit of, 323.\\nobstinate questionings of, 478.\\nof death is most in apprehension, 48.\\nof future favours, gratitude, 304.\\nof ills to come, no, 381.\\nof shame, lost to all, 338.\\nof your great merit, 423.\\none for rhyme, one for, 213.\\npalls upon the, 298.\\npalter in a double, 126.\\npersons of good, 796.\\nsatire or, 328.\\nsong charms the, 228.\\nsound an echo to the, 324.\\nstings and motions of the, 47.\\nsublime of something, 467.\\nthe daintier, 143.\\nwant of decency is want of, 278.\\nwhose weighty, 268.\\nwith his uncommon, 352.\\nSenses, entrancing our, 677.\\nimpressions through the, 754.\\nseven, out of his, 493.\\nsteep my, in forgetfulness, 89.\\nunto our gentle, 117.\\nSenseless and fit man, most, 51.\\nSensibility, wanting, 422.\\nSensible and well-bred man, 415.\\nmen are of the same religion, 610.\\nmen never tell, 610.\\nto feeling as to sight, 119.\\nwarm motion, 48.\\nSensuous, simple passionate and, 254.\\nSentence, he mouths a, 412.\\nhungry judges sign the, 326.\\nmortality my, 239.\\nmy, is for open war, 226.\\nSentences, quips and, 51.\\nSententious, Cato the, 559.\\nSentiment, action measured by the, 602.\\nnurse of manly, 410.\\npluck the eyes of, 635.\\nSentimentally disposed to harmony, 509.\\nSentinel and nun, like, 635.\\nstars set their watch, 515.\\nSentinels, fixed, 91.\\nSeparateth very friends, S27.\\nSeptember, thirty days hath, 684.\\nSepulchral urns, in old, 415.\\nSepulchre, quietly inurned in the, 130.\\nsoldier s, shall be a, 515.\\nSepulchres whited, 841.\\nSepulchred in such pomp, 251.\\nSequent centuries, no, 600.\\nSequestered vale, 385, 425.\\nSeraph, as the rapt, that adores, 316.\\nso spake the, Abdiel, 235.\\nSeraphs might despair, where, 540.\\nSerbonian bog, 228.\\nSere the yellow leaf, 124.\\nSerene amidst alarms, 428.\\nand bright, old age, 475.\\ngem of purest ray, 385.\\nof heaven, breaks the, 507.\\nSerenely full the epicure would say,\\n461.\\nSerenity, a never fading, 299.\\nSergeant death, this fell, 145.\\nSerious in ridiculous matters, 735.\\nsmile, make the, 345.\\nthought, still and, 471.\\nSeriphus, if I had been of, 723.\\nSermon, perhaps turn out a, 448.\\nwho flies a, 204.\\nSermons and soda-water, 557.\\nin stones, 67.\\nSerpent, biteth like a, 828.\\nlike Aaron s, 317.\\nmore of the, than dove, 41.\\nof old Nile, 157.\\nsting thee twice, 64.\\ntrail of the, 526.\\nunder the innocent flower, 117.\\nSerpents, be ye wise as, 839.\\npoison for, 718.\\nSerpent s tooth, sharper than a, 146.\\nServant a dog, is thy, 816.\\nof God, weU done, 236.\\nto the lender, 828.\\nwith this clause, 204.\\nServants, men in great place are thrice,\\n165.\\nof fame and of business, 165.\\nof the sovereign or state, 165.\\nServe for table-talk, 64.\\nGod and mammon, ye cannot, 838.\\nin heaven, than, 224.\\none of those that will not, 149.\\nthey, who stand and wait, 252.\\nt is enough, t will, 107.\\nServes me most who serves his country\\nbest, 339.\\nServed my God, had I but, 100.\\nServeth not another s will, 174.\\nServi peregrini, 418.\\nService, ability for good, 411.\\ndevine, she sange, 1.\\ndone the state some, 156.\\nis no heritage, 73.\\nis perfect freedom, whose, 851.\\nof the antique world, 67.\\nsmall, is true service, 486.\\nstill, strong for, 419.\\nsweat for duty not for meed, 67.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1111.jp2"}, "1106": {"fulltext": "1082\\nINDEX.\\nService, t is the curse of, 149.\\nto the flesh, 754.\\nweary and old with, 99.\\nyeoman s, it did me, 145.\\nServile opportunity to gold, 483.\\nto skyey influences, 48.\\nServitors, nimble and airy, 253.\\nServitude, base laws of, 275.\\nSeson priketh every gentil herte, 2.\\nSessions of sweet silent thought, 161.\\nSet down aught in malice, 156.\\nhere is the whole, 442.\\nmankind their little, 437.\\nmy life upon a cast, 98.\\nmy life upon any charm, 121.\\nterms, in good, 68.\\nthine house in order, 834.\\nSetter up of kings, 95.\\nSatteth up another, 821.\\nSetting, I haste now to my, 99.\\nin his western skies, 268.\\nsun and music at the close, 81.\\nsun, men shut doors against a, 109.\\nSettle s numbers, lived in, 331.\\nSeven ages, his acts being, 69.\\nall at six and, 15.\\ncities warred for Homer, 194.\\nhalfpenny loaves, 94.\\nhours to law, 438.\\nhundred pounds and possibilities, 45.\\nmen that can render a reason, 828.\\nsenses, scared out of his, 493, 787.\\nwealthy towns, 194.\\nwomen hold of one man, 833.\\nyears pith, these arms had, 149.\\nSeventy years young, 638.\\nSevere, grave to gay from lively to, 320.\\nin aught, if, 397.\\npleasant to, 273, 799.\\nwith eyes, 69.\\nSevern, Avon to the, runs, 484.\\nto the narrow seas, 483.\\nSewers annoy the air, 239.\\nSewing at once a double thread, 585.\\nSex, female of, it seems, 242.\\nis ever kind to a soldier, the, 345.\\nMarcia towers above her, 298.\\nspirits can assume either, 224.\\nstronger than my, 112.\\nto the last, 273.\\nwhose presence civilizes ours, 415.\\nSexes, the French say there are three, 461\\nSex s earliest latest care, 377.\\nShackles fall in our country, 418.\\nShade, ah pleasing, 381.\\nalong the moonlight, 335.\\nAmaryllis in the, 247.\\nboundless contiguity of, 418.\\ndancing in the chequered, 248.\\nfreedom s hallowed, 459.\\ngentlemen of the, 82.\\nGreat Pompey s, 298.\\ngreen thought in a green, 263.\\nhalf in sun half in, 523.\\nhunter and the deer a, 443, 514.\\nin sunshine and in, 679.\\nof aristocracy, the cool, 537.\\nof melancholy boughs, 68.\\nShade of power, gray flits the, 541.\\nof that which once was great, 471.\\nlet it sleep in the, 519.\\nmore welcome, 313.\\nno shine no butterflies, no, 586.\\npale realms of, 572.\\npillared, high overarched, 239.\\nseats beneath the, 395.\\nshadow of a, 695.\\nsitting in a pleasant, 175.\\nso softening into shade, 357.\\nthat follows wealth, 402,\\nthought in a green, 263.\\nthrough sun and, 627.\\nunperceived, 357.\\nvariable as the, 490.\\nShades below, way was easy to the, 761.\\nhappy walks and, 239.\\nhigh over-arched, 224.\\nof death, bogs dens and, 228.\\nof evening close, ere the, 677.\\nof night, fled the, 234.\\nsoon as the evening, prevail, 300.\\nwhere the Etrurian, 224.\\nShadow both way falls, 240.\\ncloaked from head to foot, 632.\\ndims her way, nor, 524.\\ndream itself is but a, 134.\\nfloat double swan and, 474.\\nhence horrible, 122.\\nin the sun, to spy my, 96.\\nlies floating on the floor, 640.\\nlife is but a walking, 125.\\nof a shade, 695.\\nof a starless night, 564.\\nof death, darkness and the, 816.\\nof some unseen power, 564.\\nof the British oak, 410.\\nof thy wings, under the, 818.\\nour time is a very, 836.\\nproves the substance true, 324.\\nseemed, that, 228.\\nsingle hair casts its, 709.\\nsoul from out that, 640.\\nswift as a, 57.\\nShadows, a thousand, go, 486.\\nbeckoning dire, 243.\\nbest in this kind are but, 59.\\ncome like, so depart, 123.\\ncoming events cast their, 514.\\ngo, face o er which, 486.\\nlengthening, 268.\\nmirrors of gigantic, 568.\\nnot substantial things, 209.\\nof actions, words the, 729.\\nof coming events, 514.\\nour fatal, 183.\\nthat walk by us, 183.\\nto-night have struck more terror,\\nwe are what shadows we pursue, 409.\\nwishes lengthen like our, 309.\\nShadowed livery of the sun, 62.\\nShadowy lie, was thy dream a, 654.\\npast, summon from the, 614.\\nShadwell never deviates into sense, 269.\\nShady brows, 243.\\nleaves of destiny, 258.\\nplace, sunshine in the, 27.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1112.jp2"}, "1107": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1083\\nShady roof, under the, 250.\\nside of Pali-Mall, 432.\\nShaft at random sent, 492.\\nflew thrice, thy, 306.\\nlent his plume to fledge the, 518.\\nof light across the land, 625.\\nof Orient mould, light, 570.\\nthat made him die, 219.\\nthat quivered in his heart, 539.\\nwhen I had lost one, 60.\\nwinged the, 539.\\nShafts, thy fatal, 392.\\nShake my fell purpose, 117.\\nour disposition, 131.\\nthe saintship of an anchorite, 540.\\nthe spheres, seems to, 271.\\nthy gory locks at me, never, 122.\\nwhy dost thou shiver and, 673.\\nShakes his ambrosial curls, 337.\\npestilence and war, 229.\\nShaken, so, as we are, 82.\\nwhen taken, to be, 454.\\nwithered and, 584.\\nShaker of o er-rank states, 199.\\nShakespeare and musical glasses, 402.\\nat his side, 483.\\ndrew, this is the Jew that, 347.\\nfancy s child, sweetest, 249.\\nis not our poet, 511.\\nmore original than his originals, 604.\\nmy, rise, 179.\\nmyriad-minded, 504.\\non whose forehead climb, 620.\\npassages in, not quoted till this cen-\\ntury, 604.\\nthe wonder of our stage, 179.\\nto make room for, 179.\\ntongue that, spake, 472.\\nunlocked his heart, 485; 652.\\nwhat needs my, 251.\\nShakespeare s magic, 275.\\nname, rival all but, 513.\\nwit, orbit and sum of, 600.\\nShaking, fruit that falls without, 350.\\nShall I wasting in despair, 199.\\nmark you his absolute, 103.\\nnot when he wolda, 405.\\nShallow brooks and rivers wide, 248.\\ndraughts intoxicate the brain, 323.\\nin himself, versed in books, 241.\\nmurmur, the deep are dumb, 25.\\nrivers, 41.\\nspirit of judgment, 93.\\nstreams run dimpling, 328.\\nShallows, bound in, 115.\\nShame, avoid, 460.\\nblush of maiden, 573.\\ncometh after, 13.\\ndoff it for, 79.\\neach deed of, 616.\\nerring sister s, 548.\\nfear not guilt yet start at, 413.\\nhide her, from every eye, 403.\\nhonour and, 319.\\nLondon s lasting, 383.\\nlost to all sense of, 338.\\nlove taught him, 273.\\none glory an one, 658.\\nShame, our neighbour s, 670.\\nsay what it will, 143.\\nthe devil, tell truth and, 85.\\nthe fools, print it and, 326.\\nthose who start at, 413.\\nto men, 227.\\nwhere is thy blush, 140.\\nwho hangs his head for, 681.\\nwhose glory is in their, 847.\\nwill follow after, 38.\\nwith love at strife, 373.\\nShames, hold a candle to my, 62.\\nthousand innocent, 52.\\nShamed, age thou art, 110.\\nShank, too wide for his shrunk, 69.\\nShape, air and harmony of, 287.\\nassume a pleasing, 135.\\nbears lick their young into, 719.\\ncast a beam on the outward, 245.\\nexecrable, what art thou, 229.\\nhad none distinguishable, 228.\\nif it might be called, 228.\\nin any, in any mood, 552.\\nno bigger than an agate-stone, in, 104.\\nof a camel, cloud almost in, 139.\\nof danger can dismay, 476.\\nsuch a questionable, 130.\\ntake any, but that, 122.\\nvirtue in her, 234.\\nShapes, calling, 243.\\nof foul disease, 633.\\nof ill may hover, 577.\\nour ends, divinity that, 145.\\nthat come not, 482.\\nthe poet s pen turns them to, 59.\\nShaped for sportive tricks, 95.\\nShared each other s gladness, 611.\\nSharp as a pen, his nose was, 91.\\nis the word, 294.\\nmisery had worn him, 108.\\npinch, necessity s, 146.\\nthe conquering, 6.\\nSharps, unpleasing, 108.\\nSharpen with cloyless sauce, 157.\\nSharpeneth the countenance, 829.\\nSharper than a serpent s tooth, 146.\\nthan the sword, whose edge is, 160.\\nSharp-looking wretch, 50.\\nSharp-sighted, fear is, 785.\\nShatter the vase if you will, 522.\\nyour leaves, fingers rude, 246.\\nShe drew an angel down, 272.\\nfair chaste and unexpressive, 70.\\nfor God in him, 232.\\ngave me eyes, 469.\\nI love is far away, 802.\\nin part to blame is, 193.\\nis a woman, 104.\\nis all my fancy painted her, 682.\\nis lovely she s divine, 682.\\nis pretty to walk with, 256.\\nknows her man, 274.\\nlived unknown, 469.\\nnever told her love, 75.\\nthat not impossible, 258.\\nthat was ever fair, 151.\\nwas his life. 553.\\nwill, if she will, 313.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1113.jp2"}, "1108": {"fulltext": "1084\\nINDEX.\\nShe, you are the cruell st, alive, 74.\\nShear swine all cry and no wool, 211.\\nShears, Fury with th abhorred, 247.\\nSheathed their swords, 91.\\nSheathes the vengeful blade, 459.\\nSheddeth man s blood, whoso, 812.\\nSheep, close shorn, 206.\\nupon the right, 657.\\nSheer necessity, 441.\\nSheet, for ever float that standard, 574.\\nSheeted dead did squeak, 126.\\nShelf, from a, stole the diadem, 140.\\nShell, convolutions of a, 480.\\nleaving thy outgrown, 636.\\nmusic slumbers in the, 455.\\nsmooth-lipped, 480.\\ntake ye each a, 334, 800.\\nShells of pearly hue, sinuous, 511.\\nShelley, did you once see, 648.\\nShepe, to his, he yaf, 2.\\nShepherd, gentle, tell me where, 672.\\nhast any philosophy in thee, 70.\\nstar that bids the, fold, 243.\\ntells his tale, 248.\\nwith the king, equals the, 792.\\nShepherd s awe-inspiring god, 480.\\ncare, feed me with a, 300.\\nreed, love tunes the, 487.\\ntongue, truth in every, 25.\\nSheridan, in moulding, 552.\\nSherry is dull, 371.\\nShew, falsehood under saintly, 232.\\nShews of things, 169.\\nShield, but left the, 443, 489.\\neach heart is freedom s, 675.\\nsoul like an ample, 277.\\nShift from side to side, 303.\\nthus times do, 203.\\nShifts, holy, and pious frauds, 212.\\nShifted his trumpet, he, 400.\\nShifting fancies and celestial lights, 621.\\nShikspur, I never read, 380.\\nwho wrote it, 380.\\nShilling, Philip and Mary on a, 215.\\nput a penny in and took a, out, 588.\\nShillings, make ducks and drakes with,\\n37.\\nrather than forty, 45.\\nShine, singing as they, 300.\\nwith such a lustre, 424.\\nShines, everywhere, the sun, 76.\\nmake hay while the sun, 10.\\nso, a good deed, 66.\\nShineth as the gold, 5.\\nShining blades, to Greece we give our,\\n525.\\nhour, improve each, 302.\\nlight, as the, 825.\\nlight, burning and a, 843.\\nmorning face, schoolboy with, 69.\\nnights, profit of their, 54.\\nnowhere but in the dark, 264.\\nShins, till I break my, 67.\\nShip, being in a, is being in a jail, 370.\\nflies, away the good, 537.\\nhis rapt, 37.\\nidle as a painted, 498.\\nof state, sail on O, 615.\\nShip, sailing like a stately, 242.\\nthat ever scuttled, 557.\\nShips are but boards, 61.\\ndim-discovered, 356.\\ngo down to the sea in, 823.\\nhearts of oak are our, 388.\\nlaunched a thousand, 41.\\nlike, they steer their courses, 211.\\nnumber of the enemy s, 724.\\nsail wherever billows roll, 550.\\nthat have gone down, like, 527.\\nthat sailed for sunny isles, 589.\\nwere British oak, 388.\\nShipwrecked kindles false fires, 484.\\nShirt and a half in all my company, 87.\\nhappy man s without a, 8.\\nof fire, martyr in his, 667.\\nof Nessus is upon me, 158.\\noftener changed their principles than,\\n311.\\non his back never a, 286.\\nruffles when wanting a, 286, 398.\\nshroud as well as, 585.\\nShive of a cut loaf, to steal, 104.\\nShiver and shake, why dost thou, 673.\\nwhen thou art named, men, 354.\\nShoal of time, bank and, 118.\\nShoals of honour, depths and, 100.\\nof visionary ghosts, 344.\\nShock in life, that earliest, 609.\\nof corn, like as a, 816.\\nof men, midst the, 541.\\nof pleasure, give a, 577.\\nsink beneath the, 549.\\nwhich makes us think, 609.\\nShocks that flesh is heir to, 135.\\nShocking bad hats, 463.\\nShoe be Spanish or neat s leather, 213.\\nfor luck, old, 12.\\ngreat, for a little foot, 737.\\nhas power to wound, 378.\\nhorse lost for want of a, 360.\\nlet not a shoemaker judge above his,\\n721.\\nlost for want of a nail, 360.\\nnot the same, on every foot, 711.\\npinches, where the, 724, 787.\\nShoes, Englishmen stand firmest in their,\\n603.\\nhim that makes, go barefoot, 186.\\nof King James, 195.\\nwere on their feet, 510.\\nShoemaker should give no opinion be-\\nyond shoes, 721.\\nShoemaker s wife, who is worse shod than\\nthe, 15.\\nShoe-string, careless, 201.\\nShone, far off his coming, 236.\\nlike a meteor, 224.\\nShook a dreadful dart, 228.\\nhands and went to t, 351.\\nhis dart, death, 240.\\nthe arsenal, 241.\\nthe world from pagan slumber, 610.\\nto air, like a dew-drop, 102.\\nShoon, clouted, 245.\\nsandal, 405.\\nShoot folly as it flies, 315.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1114.jp2"}, "1109": 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of old romance, 472.\\non sands and, 243.\\nrocky are her, 344\\nto these golden, 45.\\nto what strange, 39.\\nundreamed, unpathed waters, 78.\\nShort and far between, 355.\\nand simple annals of the poor, 384.\\nand the long of it, this is the, 45.\\nas any dream, 57.\\nbe the daj T or never so long, 19.\\ncut, always take the, 753.\\nhorse soon curried, 12.\\nretirement urges sweet return, 239.\\nShort-lived pain, 489.\\nShot, beginning of a fray and end of a, 19.\\nfool s bolt is soon, 16.\\nforth peculiar graces, 235.\\nheard round the world, 599.\\nmine arrow o er the house, 145.\\nmy being through earth, 500.\\nperilous, out of an elder gun, 92.\\nso trim, he that, 105.\\nShould auld acquaintance, 449.\\ndo when we would, 142.\\nkeep who can, they, 473.\\nnot say it, say it that, 198.\\ntake who have, they, 473.\\nShoulder and elbow, twixt, 351.\\nhead and, 778.\\nto the wheel, 189.\\nShoulders, Atlantean, 227.\\nbroad, beneath his, 232.\\ndwarf on a giant s, 185, 206.\\nheads grow beneath their, 150.\\nShouldered his crutch, 396.\\nShout and revelry, midnight, 243.\\nShout that tore hell s concave, 224.\\nShouted for joy, 817.\\nShovel and tongs, 583.\\ninvent a, and be a magistrate, 263.\\nShow and gaze o the time, 126.\\nbooks and money placed for, 215.\\ndriveller and a, 365.\\nfalsehood under saintly, 232.\\nhimself what he is, let him, 52.\\nhis eyes and grieve his heart, 123.\\njudges all ranged a terrible, 348.\\nmercie unto others, 29, 334.\\nmidnight dances and public, 335.\\nof evil, obscures the, 63.\\nof truth, authority and, 52.\\nthat within which passeth, 127.\\nus how divine a thing, 475.\\nworld is all a fleeting, 524.\\nShows, comment on the, 483.\\nwhat thinks he, 102.\\nShowed him the gentleman, 447.\\nhow fields were won, 396.\\nShower, affliction s heaviest, 482.\\nearth loveth the, 756.\\nsleet of arrowy, 384.\\nShowers, April with his, i.\\nfragrance after, soft, 233.\\nlike those maiden, 202.\\nsuck the honied, 247.\\nSydneian, of sweet discourse, 259.\\nthe sweetest, 405.\\nShower-like, joys that came, 503.\\nShreds and patches, king of, 141.\\nShrewdly, the air bites, 130.\\nShrewsbury clock, hour by, 88.\\nShriek, a solitary, 557.\\nwith hollow, 251.\\nShrieked, it was the owl that, 119.\\nShrill trumpet sounds, 296.\\nwinds whistle free, 653.\\nShrine, Apollo from his, 251.\\nfaith s pure, 569.\\nof the mighty, 548.\\nwithin this peaceful, 367.\\nShrines, such graves are pilgrim, 562.\\nto no code, 562.\\nShrinks the soul, why, 298.\\nShroud as well as shirt, 585.\\nof thoughts, 544.\\nthe mattock and the, 308.\\nShrub, odours from the spicy, 23S.\\nShrunk into insignificancy, 352.\\nshank, too wide for his, 69.\\nShuffle the cards, patience and, 789.\\nShuffled off this mortal coil, 135.\\nShuffling, there is no, there, 139.\\nShut, go there with his eyes, 761.\\nof evening flowers, 239.\\nshut the door, 326.\\nthe gates of mercy, 385.\\nthe stable door, 13.\\nthe windows of the sky, 357.\\nup in measureless content, 119.\\nShuts up the story of our days, 26.\\nShutters, close the, 420.\\nShuttle, swifter than a weaver s, 816.\\nShy and lowly flower, 485.\\nSibyl, contortions of the, 412.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1115.jp2"}, "1110": {"fulltext": "1086\\nINDEX.\\nSick as a horse, 379.\\nat heart, I am, 126.\\nmaketh the heart, 826.\\nnot so, as troubled, 125.\\nsay I m, I m dead, 326.\\nthat surfeit with too much, 60.\\nthis night is but the daylight, 66.\\nwhole head is, 832.\\nSicken and decay, love begins to, 114.\\nthe appetite may, 74.\\nSickle in another s corn, 711.\\nkeen, death with his, 613.\\nSicklied o er with the pale cast of\\nthought, 136.\\nSickness and in health, 850.\\ndoth infect the life-blood, 86.\\nunto death from, 407.\\nSickness-broken body, 221.\\nSide, angel on the outward, 49.\\nback and, go bare, 23.\\ndown the glowing, 548.\\nEurope rings from side to, 252.\\never strong upon the stronger, 79.\\nforgot when by thy, 563.\\nGod on our, 506.\\nsouth and southwest, 210.\\nthe sun s upon, 523.\\nto side, shift from, 303.\\nSides, could carry cannon by our, 145.\\nlaughter holding both his, 248.\\nmuch may be said on both, 300, 363.\\nof kings, ruined, 196.\\nspur to prick the, of my intent, 118.\\nunfed, 147.\\nSidelong looks of love, 396.\\nmaid, hasty from the, 356.\\nSidmouth, great storm at, 462.\\nSidney shone, thus immortal, 671.\\nwarbler of poetic prose, 421.\\nSidney s sister Pembroke s mother, 179.\\nSiege to scorn, laugh a, 125.\\nSieges fortunes battles, 150.\\nSifted a whole nation, God, 266.\\nthree kingdoms, God had, 616.\\nSigh, beadle to a humorous, 55.\\nbut roar, he did not only, 283.\\nfrom Indus to the Pole, 333.\\nno more ladies, 51, 405.\\npassing tribute of a, 385.\\nperhaps t will cost a, 433.\\nprayer is the burden of a, 497.\\nthat rends thy heart, 402.\\nthe lack of many a thing, 161.\\nto think he still has found, 379.\\nto those who love me, 553.\\nwhich prompts the eternal, 318.\\nyet feel no pain, to, 525.\\nyet not recede, 444.\\nSighs avail, naught my, 683.\\nin Venice on the bridge of, 544.\\nmore persuasive, 339.\\nnight of memories of, 511.\\nsovereign of, 55.\\nto find them in the wood, 573.\\nworld of, for my pains, 150.\\nSighed and looked, 272; 356.\\nat the sound of a knell, 416.\\nfor his country he, 515.\\nSighed from all her caves, hell, 229.\\nno sooner, but asked the reason, 71.\\nno sooner loved but they, 71.\\ntill woman smiled, man, 513.\\nto many, loved but one, 540.\\nto measure, often have I, 470.\\nto think I read a book, 470.\\nwe wept we, 262.\\nSighing, a plague of, 85.\\nfarewell goes out, 102.\\nlike furnace, the lover, 69.\\nthrough all her works, nature, 239.\\nunder a sycamore tree, 406.\\nwhy thus forever, 680.\\nSight, became a part of, 549.\\nbecause it is not yet in, 441.\\ncharms or ear or, 502.\\ncharms strike the, 326.\\nfaints into dimness, 549.\\nfull fayre, a, 404.\\ngleamed upon my, 474.\\nhideous, a naked human heart, 308.\\nkeen discriminating, 464.\\nlose friends out of, 569.\\nlost to, to memory dear, 587.\\nloved not at first, 35, 40.\\nof all men, honest in the, 844.\\nof human ties, at, 333.\\nof means to do ill deeds, 80.\\nof that immortal sea, 478.\\nof vernal bloom, 230.\\nout of, out of mind, 7, 35.\\npassed in music out of, 625.\\nsensible to feeling as to, 119.\\nspare my aching, 383.\\nswim before my, 333.\\nthough thy smile be lost to, 587.\\nthousand years in thy, 822.\\nt is a shameful, 302.\\nto delight in, 506.\\nto dream of not to tell, 499.\\nto see, a goodly, 540.\\nto see, a splendid, 540.\\ntruth will come to, 62.\\nunderstood her by her, 177.\\nwalk by faith not by, 846.\\nwe lose friends out of, 569.\\nSights as youthful poets dream, 249.\\nof death, what ugly, 96.\\nof ghastly dreams and ugly, 96.\\npleasant, salute the eyes, 655.\\nrural, alone, 417.\\nSightless couriers of the air, 118.\\nMilton with his hair, 483.\\nSign brings customers, 797.\\ndies and makes no, 94.\\nfor him to retire, 609.\\nfor me to leave, 112.\\nhearts that break and give no, 636.\\nof gratulation, earth gave, 238.\\noutward and visible, 850.\\nto know the gentle blood, 29.\\nwithout a, 339.\\nSigns of the times, 840.\\nof woe, gave, 239.\\nwhich come before events, 705.\\nSignet sage, pressed its, 491.\\nSignificant and budge, 415.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1116.jp2"}, "1111": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1087\\nSignifies love, 45.\\nSignifying nothing, 125.\\nSigniors, grave and reverend, 149.\\nSilence accompanied, 233.\\nall the airs and madrigals, 254.\\nand slow time, 576.\\nand tears, in secret in, 682.\\nand tears, parted in, 539.\\ndeep as death, 515.\\nenvious tongues, 100.\\nexpressive, 357.\\nflashes of, 461.\\nfloat upon the wings of, 244.\\nfoster-child of, 576.\\ngives consent, 401.\\nhave trimmed in, 731.\\nhour friendliest to sleep and, 235.\\nimplying sound, 649.\\nin love bewrays more woe, 25.\\nin the starry sky, 478.\\nis an answer to a wise man, 730.\\nis deep as eternity, 579.\\nis golden speech is silvern, 579.\\nis of eternity, 579.\\nis the best resolve, 795.\\nis the perfectest herald of joy, 51.\\nlet it be tenable in your, 129.\\nmajestic, 535.\\nnever regretted, 714.\\nnothing lives twixt it and, 676.\\nspeech better than, 700.\\ntemple of, 592.\\nthat dreadful bell, 152.\\nthat is in the starry sky, 478.\\nthat spoke, 339.\\nthe rest is, 146.\\nthere is a, 583.\\nthunders of white, 621.\\nwas pleased, 233.\\nwhere hath been no sound, 583.\\nwhere no sound may be, 583.\\nwheresoe er I go, 538.\\nye wolves, 331.\\nSilences, grand orchestral, 621.\\nSilent, all, and all damned, 408.\\nas the moon, 241.\\ncataracts, motionless torrents, 501.\\ndew, fall on me like a, 202.\\nfinger points to heaven, 481.\\nfinger, point with, 504.\\ngrave, dark and, 26.\\nhalls of death, 572.\\nland, into the, 805.\\nmanliness of grief, 398.\\nnote which Cupid strikes, 218.\\norgan loudest chants, 599.\\nprayer, homes of, 632.\\nsea into that, 498.\\nsea of pines, 501.\\nshore, landing on some, 295.\\nshore of memory, 481.\\nshore, that unknown and, 509.\\nthat you may hear, 113.\\nthought, sessions of sweet, 161.\\nthought, stores of, 466.\\nupon a peak in Darien, 576.\\nwhen occasion requires, 729.\\nwhen to be, 713.\\nSilently as a dream, 421.\\nsteal away, 614.\\nSilenus, saying of, 736.\\nSilk, rustling in unpaid-for, 159.\\nsoft as, remains, 313.\\nSilken primrose, soft, 251.\\ntie, the silver link the, 488.\\nSiloa s brook, 223.\\nSiloam s shady rill, 535.\\nSilver and gold are not the only coin, 699.\\nbowers leave, 28.\\ncord be loosed, 831.\\nfruit-tree tops, tips with, 10G.\\ngolden locks to, turned, 24.\\njust for a handful of, 646.\\nlight on tower and tree, 673.\\nlining on the night, 243.\\nlink the silken tie, 488.\\nmantle threw o er the dark, 233.\\npictures of, 828.\\nsea, stone set in the, 81.\\nthe oars were, 157.\\nSilver-mantled plains, 640.\\nSilver-sweet sound lovers tongues, 106.\\nSilver-white, hairs on his brows were,\\n589.\\nlady-smocks, 56.\\nSilvered by time completely, 419.\\nhis beard was sable, 129.\\no er with age, 348.\\nthe walls of Cumnor Hall, 426.\\ntips, with, 106.\\nSilvern, speech is, 579.\\nSimile that solitary shines, 329.\\nSimiles, I sit and play^ with, 473.\\nSimilitudes, used, 835.\\nSimon Pure, real, 671.\\nthe cellarer, 682.\\nSimple child, a, 466.\\nfaith, plain and, 114.\\nwiles, transient sorrows, 474.\\nSimples, compounded of many, 70.\\nSimpleness and duty, 59.\\nSimplicity a child, in, 335.\\na grace that makes, 178.\\nelegant as, 414.\\nhe lived in noble, 571.\\nJeffersonian, 6G8.\\nof the three per cents, 437, 610.\\nresigns her charge to, 231.\\nsimple truth miscalled, 162.\\nsublime in his, 627.\\nSimulated stature face and speech, 621.\\nSimulation of the painted scene, 621.\\nSin, a duty not a, 359.\\nand death abound, where, 497.\\nand guilt, each thing of, 245.\\nangels fell by that, 100.\\nChrist-like is it for, to grieve, 793.\\ncould blight, ere, 500.\\ncunning, can cover itself, 52.\\nfalter not for, 641.\\nfolly can glide into, 492.\\nfools make a mock at, 826.\\nfor me to sit and grin, 635.\\nGod-like to leave, 793.\\nhas many tools, 637.\\nhis darling, 501.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1117.jp2"}, "1112": {"fulltext": "1088\\nINDEX.\\nSin, his favourite, is pride, 507.\\nin the blossoms of my, 132.\\nman-like to fall into, 793.\\nmen, without intending it, 751.\\nno, for a man to labour, 83.\\nnot, be ye angry and, 847.\\nnothing emboldens, as mercy, 109.\\nof self -neglecting, 91.\\nquantum o the, I waive the, 448.\\nsad as angels for the good man s, 513.\\nself-love is not so vile a, 91.\\nsome rise by, 47.\\nthey, who tell us love can die, 508.\\nthinking their own kisses, 108.\\nto covet honour, if it be a, 92.\\nto falter would be, 653.\\nwages of, is death, 844.\\nSins, compound for, 211.\\nmultitude of, 849.\\nof the fathers, 699.\\noldest, the newest kind of ways, 90,\\nour compelled, 48.\\nremembered in thy orisons, 136.\\nSinais climb and know it not, 658.\\nSinament and ginger, 683.\\nSince the conquest, ever, 279.\\nSincerity, bashful, 52.\\nwrought in a sad, 598.\\nSinews bought and sold, 418.\\nof the new-born babe, 139.\\nof the soul, 222.\\nof virtue, 208.\\nof war, 810.\\nstiffen the, 91.\\nSing again with your dear voice, 567.\\nalas for those that never, 636.\\nand die, let me, 558.\\nand play, wouldst have me, 525.\\nand that they love, 220.\\nbecause I must, I do but, 632.\\neagle suffers little birds to, 104.\\nfor joy, widow s heart to, 817.\\nhe knew himself to, 246.\\nheavenly goddess, 336.\\nin a hempen string, 184.\\nit to rest, I cannot, 657.\\nstrange that death should, 80.\\nsweetly, and brightly smile, 563.\\nthe same tune, to, 729.\\nthough I shall never hear thee, 563.\\nSings from the organ-pipe of frailty, 80.\\nI held it truth with him who, 631.\\nlike an angel, 65.\\nthe lark at heaven s gate, 159.\\nSinge yourself, so hot that it, 98.\\nSinged the Spanish king s beard, 616.\\nSinger with the crown of snow, 661.\\nSingers with vocal voices, 285.\\nSingeth a quiet tune, 499.\\nall night long, 127.\\nSinging as they shine, 300.\\nof anthems, 88.\\nof birds is come, time of, 832.\\nof Mount Abora, 500.\\nrobes, garland and, 253.\\nsingers with vocal voices, 285.\\nSingle blessedness, dies in, 57.\\ngentlemen, like two, 454.\\nSingle hour of that Dundee, 474.\\nlife, careless of the, 632.\\ntalent well employed, 366.\\nSingularity, trick of, 76.\\nSink a navy, a load that would, 99.\\nbeneath the shock, 549.\\nlet the world, 205.\\nor soar, alike unfit to, 554.\\nor swim live or die, 530.\\nSinks or swims or wades, 230.\\nthe day-star, so, 248.\\nSinking, a kind of alacrity in, 46.\\nin thy last long sleep, 438.\\nSinned against, more, 147.\\nall in Adam s fall, 686.\\nSinner it or saint it, 321.\\nof his memory, made such a, 42.\\nthe hungry, 560.\\ntoo weak to be a, 109.\\nvilest, may return, 303.\\nSinners, if, entice thee, 824.\\nmiserable, 850.\\nSinning more sinned against than, 147.\\nSinuous shells of pearly hue, 511.\\nSion hill delight thee more, 223.\\nSir Oracle, I am, 60.\\nSire of fame, toil is the, 699.\\nson degenerates from the, 337.\\nto son, bequeathed by, 548.\\nSires, green graves of your, 561.\\nmost disgrace their, 342.\\nsons of great, 342\\nSiren, song of the, 38.\\nwaits thee, the, 511.\\nSirens sang, what song the, 219.\\nSisera, stars fought against, 814.\\nSister, as a brother to his, 52.\\nof the spring, thine azure, 565.\\nshall be a ministering angel, 144.\\nspirit come away, 334.\\nwhen I was but your, 160.\\nwoman, still gentler, 448.\\nSisters, all the, virtuous, 852.\\ndear, men with, 585.\\nthree and such branches of learning,\\nwayward, depart in peace, 676.\\nweird, the, 123.\\nSister s, erring, shame, 548.\\nSisyphus rolling his stone, 617.\\nSit attentive to his own applause, 327.\\nhere we will, 65.\\nin my bones, 461.\\nin the clouds and mock us, 89.\\nstill, their strength is to, 834.\\nstudious let me, 356.\\nthee down sorrow, 54.\\nupon the ground, let us, 82.\\nwhere I will, let me, 790.\\nSits in a foggy cloud, 123.\\non his horseback, 78.\\nthe wind in that corner, 51.\\nupon mine arm, 194.\\nSite, whole regions to change their, 212.\\nSitting cheap as standing, 292.\\nin a pleasant shade, 175.\\non the ground, 28.\\non the stile, I m, 611.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1118.jp2"}, "1113": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1089\\nSituation, beautiful for, 820.\\nSix and seven, at, 15.\\nhours in sleep, 24.\\nhundred pounds a year, 289.\\nRichmonds in the field, 98.\\nSixpence all too dear, 152, 406.\\nI give thee, 464.\\nSize of dreaming, past the, 159.\\nof pots of ale, 210.\\nSkeleton clothed with life, 531.\\nSkie faith, have Larkes when, 11.\\nSkies, all who dwell below the, 302.\\nbird let loose in eastern, 523.\\nbright assemblies of the, 345.\\nchild of the, 674.\\ncloudless climes and starry, 551.\\ncommercing with the, 249.\\ncommon people of the, 174.\\ncommunion with the, 414.\\ndouble-darken, gloomy, 661.\\nevery place below the, 538.\\nillumed the eastern, 639.\\nlaughter shakes the, 337.\\nlet its altar reach the, 465.\\nmilky baldric of the, 573.\\nmy canopy the, 316.\\nparents passed into the, 423.\\npointing at the, 322.\\nraised a mortal to the, 272.\\nrush into the, 315.\\nsetting in his western, 268.\\nsome inmate of the, 346.\\nstars are in the quiet, 607.\\nsunny as her, 554.\\nto mansions in the, 303.\\nto raise mortals to the, 532.\\nwatcher of the, 576.\\nwere clear, the morn wasiair, the, 611.\\nSkill, by force or, 670.\\nin amplifying, 136.\\nin antiquity, 222.\\nin arguing, 397.\\nin surgery, honour hath no, 87.\\nis but a barbarous, 261.\\nsimple truth, his utmost, 174.\\nstrengthens our nerves and sharpens\\nour, 411.\\nSkilled in gestic lore, 395.\\nSkimble-skamble stuff, a deal of, 85.\\nSkin and bone, two millers, 351.\\nand bone, wasted to, 784.\\ncome off with a whole, 785.\\ndrum made of his, 186.\\nEthiopian change his, 835.\\nof an innocent lamb, 94.\\nof my teeth, 817.\\nSkins are whole, your, 46.\\nSkin-deep, colours that are, 282.\\nt is but, 262.\\nSkirmish of wit between them, 50.\\nSkirt the eternal frost, 501.\\nSkirts, no one ever lifted my, 740.\\nof happy chance, 633.\\nSkull of a lawyer, 143.\\nSkulls, dead men s, 96.\\nSky, admitted to that equal, 315.\\nand the ocean, nothing behind but the,\\n503.\\nSky, banner in the, 635.\\nbanners flout the, 115.\\nbends over all, the blue, 499.\\nblue, and living air, 467.\\nblue ethereal, 300.\\nbridal of the earth and, 204.\\nbright reversion in the, 335.\\ncanopied by the blue, 553.\\nchanges when they are wives, the, 71.\\nclimb the upper, 531.\\nclose against the, 5S3.\\ndarkness of the, 23.\\nfables of the, 342,\\nfit it for the, 672.\\nflushing round a summer, 357.\\nforehead of the morning, 248.\\nfrom earth to highest, 30.\\ngirdled with the, 507.\\ngo forth under the open, 572.\\nhowls along the, 392.\\nin our northern, 433.\\nis changed and such change, 544.\\nis red, for the, 840.\\nkeep one parent from the, 328.\\nlaughter shakes the, 344.\\nmilky way i the, 256.\\nopens to the morning, 677.\\nOphiuchus huge in the arctic, 229.\\nregent of the, 426.\\nsilence in the starry, 478.\\nsoft blue, did never melt, 468.\\nsome brother of the, 343.\\nsouls are ripened in our northern, 433.\\nsplendour through the, 496.\\nstars set their watch in the, 515.\\nsteeples point to the, 504.\\nstepped to the, 655.\\nstorm that howls along the, 392.\\nsunshine aye shall light the. 653.\\ntears of the, 353.\\nthe moving moon went up the, 498.\\nthey die in yon rich, 630.\\ntriumphal arch that fill st the, 516.\\nwaft thy name beyond the, 539.\\nWashington is in the upper, 531.\\nwere to fall, if the, 704.\\nwhatever, is above me, 553.\\nwhen stars illume the, 587.\\nwindows of the, 357.\\nwitchery of the soft blue, 468.\\nwoods against a stormy, 569.\\nSkyey influences, servile to the, 48.\\nSky-robes, these my, 243.\\nSlain, he can never do that s, 215.\\nhe who is in battle, 403.\\nI could consent to be, 703.\\nthrice he slew the, 271.\\nthrice my peace was, 306.\\nwith him is beauty, 161.\\nSlander sharper than sword, 160.\\nSlanderous tongues, done to death by, 54.\\nSlaughter, as a lamb to the, 834.\\nas an ox goeth to the, 825.\\nto a throne, wade through, 385.\\nSlave, base is the, that pays, 91.\\nborn to be a, 413.\\nof circumstance and impulse, 554.\\npassion s, man that is not, 138.\\n69", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1119.jp2"}, "1114": {"fulltext": "1090\\nIXDEX.\\nSlave states, no more, 619.\\nsubject not a, 485.\\nterritories, no, 619.\\nthou wretch thou coward, 79.\\nto no sect, 320.\\nto thousands, has been, 153.\\nto till my ground, 418.\\ntongue to curse the, 526.\\ntrade, sum of all villanies, 359.\\nwhatever day makes man a, 346.\\nSlaves as they are, 525.\\nBritons never shall be, 358.\\ncannot breathe in England, 418.\\ncorrupted freemen are the worst of,\\n387.\\nin mockery over, 518.\\nnecessity is the creed of, 453.\\nsons of Columbia, be, 675.\\nwhat can ennoble sots or, 319.\\nwho dare not be in the right, 656.\\nwho fear to speak for the fallen, 656.\\nwith greasy aprons, 159.\\nSlavery a bitter draught, 379.\\nis but half abolished, 639.\\nor death, which to choose, 298.\\nprice of chains and, 430.\\nSleave of care, ravelled, 119.\\nSleek-headed men, 111.\\nSleep and a forgetting, 477.\\nblessings on him who invented, 792.\\ncare-charmer, 39.\\ncharm that lulls to, 402.\\ndark house and long, 590.\\ndays with toil nights with, 92.\\ndeath and his brother, 5G7.\\ndeath is an eternal, 805.\\nend the heartache, by a, 135.\\nexposition of, I have an, 58.\\nfalleth on men, when deep, 816.\\nfan me while I, 418.\\nfolding of the hands to, S25.\\nfull of rest from head to feet, 625.\\nhe giveth his beloved, 824.\\nholy spirit blessed soul, 624.\\nhour friendliest to, 235.\\nhow, the brave, 389.\\nI lay me down in peace to, 676.\\nin Abraham s bosom, 97.\\nin dull cold marble, 99.\\nin thy last long, 438.\\nis a death, 21S.\\nit is a gentle thing, 499.\\nlife is rounded with a, 43.\\nMacbeth does murder, 119.\\nmedicine thee to that sweet, 151\\nmurmur invites one to, 380.\\nnature s soft nurse, 89.\\nnature s sweet restorer balmy, 306.\\nneither night nor day, 116.\\nno more, I heard a voice cry, 119.\\nno more, to die to, 135.\\nnow I lay me down to, 687.\\nnow I lay me down to take my, 687.\\nO gentle sleep, 89.\\nof a labouring man, 830.\\nof death, in that, 135.\\nof nights, such as, 111.\\nout of his, to sterte, 2.\\nSleep perchance to dream, to, 135.\\nsinking in thy last long, 438.\\nsix hours in, 24.\\nsleepless to give their readers, 331.\\nsome must watch while some must,\\n138.\\nstrong man after, 254.\\nsweetly tender heart, 624.\\nthat knits up the ravelled sleave of\\ncare, 119.\\nthat knows not breaking, 491.\\nthe friend of woe, 508.\\nthe innocent, 119.\\ntill the end true soul, 625.\\ntimely dew of, 233.\\nto mine eyes, I will not give, 824.\\nundisturbed, 367.\\nwas aery-light, his, 234.\\nwhile sluggards, 360.\\nwhile some must, 138.\\nwill never lie where care lodges, 106.\\nwinding up nights with, 92.\\nyet a little, 825.\\nSleeps at wisdom s gate, suspicion, 231.\\ncreation, 306.\\nhis last sleep, 666.\\nill who knows not that he, 708.\\nin dust, flourish when he, 851.\\non her soft axle, 237.\\non his own heart, 471.\\nthe pride of former days, 519.\\ntill tired he, 318.\\nupon this bank, the moonlight, 65.\\nwell, after life s fitful fever, he, 121.\\nSleeping but never dead, 656.\\ngrowing when ye re, 495.\\nwhen she died, we thought her, 583.\\nwithin my orchard, 132.\\nSleepless nights, three, I passed, 465.\\nsoul that perished, 470.\\nto give their readers sleep, 331.\\nSleet of arrowy shower, 384.\\nSleeve, heart upon my, 149.\\nSleeves, herald s coat without, 87.\\nSlenderly and meanly, 837.\\nfashioned, so, 586.\\nSlepen alle night with open eye, 1.\\nSlept and dreamed, 654.\\ndying when she, 583.\\nin peace, 100.\\none wink, 160.\\nSleveless errand, 12.\\nSlew the slain, thrice he, 271.\\nSlide, let the world, 9, 72, 198.\\nnot stand, loves to, 267.\\nSlides into verse, 328.\\nSlight, nor fame I, 333.\\nnot strength, 172.\\nnot what is near, 698.\\nSlings and arrows of fortune, 135.\\nSlinks out of the race, 254.\\nSlip, Judas had given them the, 2S4.\\nthe dogs of war, let, 113.\\nSlips, greyhounds in the, 91.\\nSlipper, good to the heels the well-worn,\\n637.\\nhead stroked with a, 703.\\nSlippered pantaloon, lean and, 69.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1120.jp2"}, "1115": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n1091\\nSlippery place, stands upon a, 79.\\nSlits the thin-spun life, 247.\\nSlogardie a-night, may wol have no, 2.\\nSlope through darkness, G32.\\nSloping into brooks, 536.\\nto the southern side, 661.\\nSloth, resty, 160.\\nSlough was Despond, 265.\\nSlovenly unhandsome corse, 83.\\nSlow, learn to read, 265.\\nof study, 57.\\nrises worth, 366.\\nto anger, he that is, 827.\\nto speak, 849.\\ntoo swift arrives as tardy as too, 107.\\nunfriended melancholy, 394.\\nunmoving finger, 155.\\nSlowly and sadly we laid him, 563.\\nsilence all, ever widening, 629.\\nSluggard, go to the ant thou, 825.\\nt is the voice of the, 302.\\nSluggards sleep, while, 360.\\nSlumber, a little, 825.\\nagain, too soon I must, 302.\\nhoney-heavy dew of, 111.\\nhe still and, 302.\\nseven hours to soothing, 438.\\nto mine eyelids, 824.\\nSlumbers in the shell, 455.\\nlight, dreams and, 490.\\nof the virtuous man, 299.\\nSlumber s chain has bound me, 523.\\nSlumbering ages, wakens the, 594.\\nworld, o er a, 306.\\nSly, Stephen, 72.\\ntough and devilish, 652.\\nSmack of age, 88.\\nof observation, 78.\\nsweet, my life does, 651.\\nSmacked of noyance, 357.\\nSmall beer, poor creature, 89.\\ncannot reach the, 29.\\nchoice in rotten apples, 72.\\ncompare great things with, 230.\\ndeer, rats and such, 147.\\ngreat vulgar and the, 262.\\nhabits well pursued, 437.\\nhave continual plodders won, 54.\\nhis deserts are, 257.\\nLatin and less Greek, 179.\\nno low no great no, 316.\\nof all that human hearts endure, 367.\\none a strong nation, 834.\\nrare volume, 456.\\nsands the mountain, 311.\\nservice is true service, 486.\\nthere is no great no small, 601.\\nthings, day of, 836.\\nto greater matters, 157.\\nvices do appear, 148.\\nSmall-endians and big-endians, 290.\\nSmallest worm will turn, 95.\\nSmall-knowing soul, 54.\\nSmart for it, 54, 825.\\nof all the girls that are so, 285.\\nSmarts so little as a fool, 327.\\nthis dog, 363.\\nSmell a rat, 172, 211.\\nSmell, ancient and fish-like, 43.\\nas sweet, a rose by any other name\\nwould, 105.\\nflower of sweetest, 488.\\nof bread and butter, 554.\\nrankest compound of villanous, 46.\\nsweet and blossom in the dust, 209.\\nthe blood of a British man, 117.\\nSmells sweete al around, 28.\\nto heaven, 139, 362.\\nwooingly, heaven s breath, 117.\\nSmelleth the battle afar off, 818.\\nSmelt of the lamp, 728.\\nSmile again, affliction may, 54.\\nand be a villain, 132.\\nand sigh, reasons why we, 569.\\nand tear, betwixt a, 546.\\nat anything, could be moved to, 111.\\nbe lost to sight, tho thy, 587.\\nbecause it makes us, 560.\\nbrightly, and sweetly sing, 563.\\ncalm thou mayst, 438.\\nfollowed perhaps with a, 416.\\nfrom partial beauty won, 513.\\ngrinned horrible a ghastly, 229.\\nhear with a disdainful, 384.\\nif we do meet again, we shall, 115.\\nin her eye, 582.\\nin pain, frown at pleasure, 309.\\nlook backwards with a, 307.\\nmake languor, 328.\\nmake the learned, 324.\\nmake the serious, 345.\\nno more, men, 348.\\non her lips, 489.\\none vast substantial, 652.\\nsad because it makes us, 560.\\nsardonic, 860.\\nsympathetic tear, the social, 387.\\ntear followed perhaps by a, 416.\\nthat glowed celestial rosy, 238.\\nthat was childlike, 669.\\nthough I shall not be near thee, 563.\\nto share the good man s, 397.\\nto those who hate, 553.\\nvain tribute of a, 487.\\nwe would aspire to, 99.\\nwept with delight at your, 680.\\nwith an intent to do mischief, 186.\\nSmiles, as Jupiter on Juno, 233.\\nat the drawn dagger, 299.\\nbecks and wreathed, 248.\\ndaggers in men s, 120.\\nfrom reason flow, 238.\\nhis emptiness betray, 328.\\nhi such a sort, 111.\\nin yer face while it picks yer pocket,\\n350.\\nkisses tears and, 474.\\nof joy the tears of woe, 524.\\nof other maidens, 677.\\nseldom he, 111.\\nthe clouds away, 550.\\nthe robbed that, steals something\\nfrom the thief, 151.\\nthe tears of boyhood, the, 523.\\nto-day to-morrow will be dying, 202.\\nwelcome ever, 102.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1121.jp2"}, "1116": {"fulltext": "1092\\nIXDEX.\\nSmiled, all around thee, 438.\\nhermit sighed till woman, 513.\\nwhen a sabbath appeared, 416.\\nSmiling at grief, patience on a monument,\\n76.\\ndamned villain, 132.\\ndestructive man, 281.\\nin her tears, pensive beauty, 513.\\nwith a never-fading serenity, 299.\\nSmite once, stands ready to, 241.\\nSmith stand with his hammer, 80.\\nSmiths never had any arms, the, 460.\\nSmoke and flame, awful guide in, 493.\\nand stir of this dim spot, 243.\\nno fire without some, 17, 33.\\nthat so gracefully curled, 518.\\nSmokes, the man who, 607.\\nSmoking flax, 834.\\nSmooth as monumental alabaster, 156.\\nat a distance rough at hand, 181.\\ncourse of true love never did run, 57.\\nruns the water, 93.\\nstream in smoother numbers, 324.\\nthe bed of death, 328.\\nthe ice, 79.\\nWaller was, 329.\\nSmoother than butter, 821.\\nSmoothing the raven-down, 244.\\nSmooth-lipped shell, 480.\\nSmoothly done, my task is, 246.\\nSmoothness, temperance that may give,\\n137.\\ntorrent s, ere it dash below, 516.\\nSmooth-shaven green, 250.\\nSmote him thus, 157.\\nhim under the fifth rib, 815.\\nthe chord of self, 025.\\nthem hip and thigh, 814.\\nSnail, creeping like, 69.\\nSnails, feet like, 202.\\nSnake, like a wounded, 324.\\nscotched the, not killed it, 121.\\nSnakes in Iceland, no, 373.\\nSnapper-up of unconsidered trifles, 77.\\nSnare, mockery and a, 527.\\nSnares, life hath, 614.\\nSnatch a fearful joy, 381.\\na grace, 323.\\nhalf our knowledge we must, 320.\\nSneaking off, my valour is, 441.\\nSneer, laughing devil in his, 551.\\nteach the rest to, 327.\\nwho can refute a, 673.\\nwith solemn, 544.\\nyesterday s frown and, 664.\\nSnore upon the flint, 160.\\nSnout, jewel in a swine s, 826.\\nSnow, beard was white as, 142.\\nchaste as ice as pure as, 136.\\nchaste as unsunned, 159.\\ndiadem of, 553.\\nfrom purest, 103.\\nhide those hills of, 49, 184.\\nin a dazzling drift, 648.\\nin May s new-fangled mirth, 54.\\nmockery king of, 82.\\nnot hail or rain or any, 629.\\npeaks wrapt in clouds and, 543.\\nSnow, rosebuds filled with, 685.\\nshall be their winding sheet, 515.\\nsinger with the crown of, 661.\\nwallow naked in December, 81.\\nwhiter than the driven, 380.\\nSnows, through the drifting, 568.\\nSnow-broth, whose blood is, 47.\\nSnow-fall in the river, 451.\\nSnow-flakes, as still as, 538.\\nSnow-white ram, 481.\\nSnuff, only took, 400.\\nrather than live in, 26.\\nSnuff-box, amber, 326.\\nSnuffed out by an article, 560.\\nSnug as a bug in a rug, 361.\\nlittle island, 675.\\nSo dies a wave along the shore, 434.\\nif it please you, if not why so, 44.\\nis good very good, 71.\\nit is but so, 71\\nmuch to do, 633.\\nsoon that I am done for, 689.\\nsweetly she bade me adieu, 380.\\nwise so young never live long, 97.\\nSo and so and my opinion is, 761.\\nSoaks up the rain, the thirsty earth, 260.\\nSoap, invisible, 584.\\nSoar, alike unfit to sink or, 554.\\nbut never roam, 485.\\nthrough rolling clouds to, 539.\\nSober as a judge, 363.\\nbe vigilant, be, 849.\\ncertainty of waking bliss, 244.\\ngoes to bed, 184.\\nin your diet, be, 350.\\nlivery twilight gray in her, 233.\\nsecond thoughts are best, 277.\\nwill to bed go, 184.\\nSobers us again, drinking largely, 323.\\nSoberness, truth and, 843.\\nSocial friend I love thee well, 564.\\nsmile the sympathetic tear, 387.\\nSociety among unequals, 237.\\nas is quiet wise and good, 567.\\nin shipwreck, 708.\\nis one polished horde, 560.\\nmudsills of, 678.\\nmy glittering bride, 480.\\none, alone on earth, 476.\\nornament to, 510.\\nsolder of, 354.\\nsolitude sometimes is best, 239.\\nthe vanilla of, 460.\\nwhere none intrudes, 547.\\nwholesome for the character, 661.\\nSociety s chief joys, 415.\\nSock, Jonson s learned, 249.\\nSocket, burn to the, 479.\\nSocrates wisest of men, 241.\\nSod and the dew, under the, 668.\\nas snow-flakes fall upon the, 538.\\nSoda-water, sermons and, 557.\\nSofa, wheel round the, 420.\\nSoft answer turneth away wrath, 826.\\nas her clime, 554.\\nas silk remains, 313.\\nas young and gay as soft, 308.\\nbastard Latin, 554.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1122.jp2"}, "1117": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1093\\nSoft eyes looked love, 542.\\nher voice was ever, 149.\\nimpeachment, own the, 441.\\nis the music that would charm, 485.\\nis the strain when zephyr blows, 324.\\nmoves the dipping oar, 674.\\nmuse, nature s, 89.\\nsilken primrose, 251.\\nstillness and the night, 65.\\nthe music of those village bells, 422.\\nthe zephyr blows, 383.\\nwere those lips that bled, 38.\\nSoftening into shade, 357.\\nSoftheartedness in times like these, 660.\\nSoftly bodied forth, 546.\\nsweet in Lydian measures, 272.\\nSoftness in the upper story, 660.\\nmadrigals that whisper, 254.\\nshe and sweet attractive grace, for,\\n232.\\nSoil good to be born on, a, 663.\\ngrows on mortal, 247.\\nnor yet within the common, 569.\\nthus leave thee native, 239.\\nto paint the laughing, 535.\\nwhere first they trod, 570.\\nSoils, rich, to be weeded, 168.\\nSoiled by any outward touch, 253.\\nwith all ignoble use, 633.\\nSolar system, hub of the, 638.\\nwalk or milky way, 315.\\nSold him a bargain, 55.\\nSolder of society, 354.\\nSoldier among sovereigns, 495.\\nan elder not a better, 114.\\nand afeard, 124.\\narmed with resolution, 295.\\nbe abroad, let the, 527.\\nblasphemy in the, 48.\\nfirst who was king a fortunate, 801.\\nflat blasphemy in the, 48.\\nfull of strange oaths, 69.\\nI ask the brave, 520.\\nmourned her, slain, 427.\\nrelish him more in the, 151.\\nsuccessful, 494.\\nthe sex is ever kind to a, 345.\\nthou more than, 518.\\nwould himself have been a, 83.\\nSoldiers bore dead bodies by, 83.\\nold, sweetheart are surest, 181.\\nsovereign among, 495.\\nsubstance of ten thousand, 97.\\nSoldier s neck, driveth o er a, 105.\\npole is fallen, 159.\\nscholar s eye, 136.\\nsepulchre, shall be a, 515.\\nvirtue, ambition the, 158.\\nSole daughter of his voice, 239.\\ndaughter of my house, 542.\\njudge of truth, 317.\\nof her foot, no rest, for the, 812.\\nof his foot, 51, 173, 198.\\nsitting by the shores, 472.\\nSolemn black, suits of, 127.\\ncreed, sapping a, 544.\\nfop, the, 415.\\nmidnight, in the, 642.\\nSolemn sanctimonious face, no, 5S6.\\nsneer, with, 544.\\ntemples, 43.\\nway, in such a, 635.\\nSolid flesh would melt, too, 127.\\nhappiness we prize, 362.\\nmen of Boston, 432.\\npudding against empty praise, 330.\\nSolitary, life of man is, 200.\\nmonk who shook the world, 610.\\nplace, in many a, 468.\\nshriek, a, 557.\\nwoes, rare are, 308.\\nSolitude, bird in the, 552.\\nhe makes a, and calls it peace, 550.\\nhow passing sweet is, 416.\\nI love tranquil, 567.\\nIslington will grow a, 261.\\nleast alone in, 544.\\nmidst of a vast, 591.\\nneedful to the imagination, 661.\\nof his own originality, 677.\\nshrinks from the dismaying, 592.\\nsometimes is best society, 239.\\nsweet retired, 244.\\nthat inward eye which is the bliss of,\\n475.\\nwhere are the charms, 416.\\nwhich they call peace, 747.\\nSolitudinem faciunt, 550.\\nSome are born great, 76.\\nasked how pearls did grow, 201.\\nasked where rubies grew, 201.\\nbooks to be tasted, 168.\\nCupid kills with arrows, 51.\\ndays must be dark, 613.\\nlove to roam, 653.\\nmust be great, 421.\\nmust watch some must sleep, 138.\\nnatural tears they dropped, 240.\\nof us will smart for it, 54.\\nrain must fall, 613.\\nrise by sin, 47.\\nsaid John print it, 265.\\nto church repair, 324.\\nundone widow, 194.\\nwe ve left behind us, 522.\\nwrite their wrongs in marble, 314.\\nSomebody to hew and hack, 211.\\nSomething after death, dread of, 136.\\nails it now, 472.\\nbetter than his dog, 626.\\nbetween a hindrance and help, 472.\\ndangerous, in me, 144.\\ndear dearer than self, 541.\\ngood, the worst speak, 205.\\nI 11 lend you, 77.\\nin a flying horse, there s, 468.\\nin a huge balloon, there s, 468.\\nis rotten in Denmark, 131.\\nnothing, t is, 153.\\nof nothing, created, 222.\\nrich and strange, 42.\\nthe heart must have, 617.\\nto love, he lends us, 624.\\ntoo much of this, 138.\\nwicked this way comes, 123.\\nSometimes counsel take, 326.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1123.jp2"}, "1118": {"fulltext": "1094\\nINDEX.\\nSon, a wise, maketh a glad father, 825.\\nand foe, grim, death my, 229.\\nat home, keep his only, 392.\\nbooby father craves a booby, 310.\\ndegenerates from the sire, 337.\\nEngland s greatest, 628.\\nevery mother s, 57.\\nevery wise man s, 75.\\nGod the Father God the, 303.\\nhapny was it for that, 95.\\nhate th his, 826.\\nmeant my, be good, 444.\\nof Adam and Eve, 288.\\nof his own works, 785.\\nof memory, dear, 251.\\nof mine succeeding, no, 121.\\nof parents passed into the skies, 123.\\nof the morning, 833.\\nswore, Diogenes struck the father\\nwhen the, 192.\\ntwo-legged thing a, 267.\\nSons, affliction s, are brothers in distress,\\n447.\\nArcturus with his, 818.\\nGod s, are things, 314.\\nhad I a dozen, 102.\\nof Belial, flown with insolence, 224.\\nof Columbia, 675.\\nof Edward sleep in Abraham s bosom,\\n97.\\nof France awake to glory, 804.\\nof God shouted for joy, 817.\\nof heaven, things are the, 368.\\nof night, bloom for, 520.\\nof reason valour liberty, 358.\\nof the morning, 535.\\nof their great sires, 342.\\nstrong are her, 344.\\nthe goodliest man since born his, 232.\\ntwo of earth s degenerate, 341.\\nSong, burden of his, 427.\\nburden of some merry, 328.\\ncareless, with a little nonsense, 389.\\ncharms the sense, 228.\\ndear to gods and men, sacred, 347.\\ndivine, soft as some, 345.\\nfor our banner, 595.\\nfor song, the Siren singing, 511.\\nin thy praise, I 11 sing, 449.\\nit may turn out a, 448.\\nlabour is but a sorrowful, 653.\\nlet satire be my, 539.\\nlow lone, 680.\\nmany once lauded in, 754.\\nmetre of an antique, 161.\\nmighty orb of, 479.\\nmoralize my, 27.\\nmoralized his, 328.\\nneedless Alexandrine ends the, 374.\\nnever yet heard in tale or, 243.\\nno sorrow in thy, 438.\\nof old, that glorious, 640.\\nof Percy and Douglas, 34.\\nof the siren, 38.\\none immortal, 267.\\nsea grew civil at her, 57.\\nstill govern thou my, 236.\\nswallow nights of, 632.\\nSong, swear to the truth of a, 287.\\nthe grateful, 538.\\nthe sirens sang, 219.\\ntheme of future, 344.\\nto the oak, 667.\\nunlike my subject shall be my, 353.\\nveiling lightnings of his, 565.\\nwanted many an idle, 326.\\nwhat they teach in, 566.\\nSonges make and wel endite, 1.\\nSongs and sonnets, book of, 45.\\nbe turned to holy psalms, 25.\\nsweetest, are of saddest thought, 565.\\nSonne, up rose the, 2.\\nSonnet, scorn not the, 485.\\nSonnets, book of songs and, 45.\\nRafael made a century of, 645.\\nSonorous metal blowing martial sounds,\\n224.\\nSoon that I am done for, so, 689.\\nSooner lost and worn, 75.\\nto make an end, the, 171.\\nSoonest mended, little said is, 200.\\nSoothe a heart that s broken, 492.\\nthe savage breast, 294.\\nSoothed his soul to pleasures, 272.\\nwith the sound, 271.\\nSoothing slumber, 43S.\\nSophisters, age of, 410.\\nSophistry, destroy his fib or, 327.\\nSophocles, not mad if I am, 697.\\nSophonisba, O, 358.\\nSoprano basso, the Contra-alto, 554.\\nSordid hopes and vain desires, 534.\\nSore labour s bath, 120.\\nstore is no, 11, 791.\\nSorrow, ate his bread in, 617.\\nbut more closely tied, 526.\\ncalls no time that s gone, 183.\\ndown thou climbing, 146.\\ndrown all, 184.\\nearth has no, 524.\\nfade, ere sin could blight or, 500.\\nfail not for, 641.\\ngive, words, 124.\\nhang, care will kill a cat, 177, 199.\\nhath scaped this, 162.\\nher rent is, 204.\\nI bade good morrow to, 574.\\nin thy song, thou hast no, 438.\\nincreaseth, 830.\\nis held intrusive, 594.\\nis in vain, thy, 405.\\nis unknown, where, 417.\\nlabour and, is their strength, 822.\\nlearn, the heart must, 617.\\nliterature consoles, 590.\\nlong has washed thy roses, 378.\\nmelt into, 549.\\nmore in, than in anger, 128.\\nnae, there John, 458.\\nnever comes too late, 381.\\nnight of, from a fore-spent, 258.\\nno, that heaven cannot heal, 524.\\nnow melt into, 549.\\nof the meanest thing, 472.\\nparting is such sweet, 106.\\npath of, and that alone, 417.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1124.jp2"}, "1119": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1095\\nSorrow, patience a remedy for, 701, 709.\\npatience and, strove, 14S.\\npine with feare and, 29.\\nresembles, only as the mist resembles\\nthe rain, 614.\\nreturned with the morn, 515.\\nrooted from the memory, 125.\\nsing away, 786.\\nsit thee down, 54.\\nsome natural loss or pain, 473.\\nsphere of our, from the, 567.\\nsteep, my couch in, 450.\\ntales of, 396.\\ntime assuages, 704.\\nto heal, by weeping, 697.\\nto the grave, 341, 813.\\nunder the load of, wring, 53.\\nwear a golden, 98.\\nSorrows and darkness encompass the\\ntomb, 535.\\nat my bier, waste their, 571.\\ncome not single spies, 142.\\nflow, as thy, 518.\\nhere I and, sit, 79.\\nI will instruct my, 79.\\nof a poor old man, 433.\\nof death compassed me, 818.\\nremembered, 588.\\nsimple wiles transient, 474.\\nto be proud, I will instruct my, 79.\\nSorrow s crown of sorrow, 626.\\ndark array, 802.\\nkeenest wind, 482.\\nspy, knowledge is but, 217.\\nSorrowful song, labour is but a, 653.\\nSorrowing goes a borrowing, 21, 360.\\ngoeth a, 21.\\nSorry, I am right, 6.\\nSort, hurt of a deadlier, 212.\\nsmiles in such a, 111.\\nSorts of people, all, 118.\\nof prosperity, I wish you all, 800.\\nSots, what can ennoble, 319.\\nSought, lack of many things I, 161.\\nlove, is good, 76.\\nthe world, I never have, 374.\\nSoul above buttons, 454.\\nand body to lasting rest, 80.\\nand God stand sure, 649.\\naspiring pants, the, 610.\\nawake my, 359.\\nbiting for anger, eager, 221.\\nblind his, with clay, 630.\\nbody form doth take of the, 29.\\nbruised with adversity, 50.\\ncan this be death, 335.\\ncatch my flying, 333.\\ncement of the, 354.\\ncold waters to a thirsty, 828.\\ncompetent to gain heights, 480.\\ncordial to the, 222.\\ncrowd not on my, 383.\\ndarkness o er the parting, 513.\\ndeep imaged in his, 345.\\ndelight in every sorrowing, 346.\\ndinner-bell the tocsin of the, 559.\\ndiscontented with capacity, 512.\\neloquence charms the, 228.\\nSoul, every hair a, doth bind, 191.\\neye and prospect of his, 53.\\nfeast of reason and flow of, 328.\\nfiery, working out its way, 267.\\nfreed his, the nearest way, 367.\\nfret thy, with crosses, 30.\\nfrom out that shadow, 640.\\ngenial current of the, 384.\\ngrapple them to thy, 129.\\nhappy, that all the way, 259.\\nharrow up thy, 131.\\nhas gone aloft, his, 436.\\nhath elbow-room, 80.\\nhaughtiness of, 298.\\nhe had a little, 519.\\nher lips suck forth my, 41.\\nhides a dark, 244.\\nhis father s, to cross, 326.\\nhuman, take wing, 552.\\nI think nobly of the, 77.\\nindulging every instinct of the, 650.\\ninto the eye and prospect of his, 53.\\niron entered into his, 851.\\nis competent to gain, the, 480.\\nis dead that slumbers, 612.\\nis form and doth the bodie make, 29.\\nis gone, limbs will quiver after the,\\n375.\\nis his own, the subject s, 92.\\nis in arms and eager for the fray, 293.\\nis wanting there, 548.\\nis with the saints, 502.\\nit offends me to the, 137.\\nJove alone endues the, 340.\\nJustice is a virtue of the, 762.\\nlends the tongue vows, 130.\\nliberal, shall be made fat, 826.\\nlike an ample shield, 277.\\nlike seasoned timber, 204.\\nlimed, struggling to be free, 139.\\nlistened intensely, his very, 480.\\nliving voice sways the, 748.\\nlook down from heaven, 277.\\nlose his own, 840.\\nmay pierce, such as the, 249.\\nmeasured by my, 303.\\nmedicine for the, 809.\\nmerit wins the, 326.\\nmost offending, alive, 92.\\nmouse of any, 336.\\nmysterious cement of the, 354.\\nnever dying, to save, 672.\\nO my prophetic, 132.\\nof business, despatch is the, 353.\\nof goodness in things evil, 92.\\nof harmony, the hidden, 249.\\nof man, diseases crucify the, 188.\\nof man, portions of the, 656.\\nof music shed, 519.\\nof music slumbers in the shell, 455.\\nof Orpheus sing, 250.\\nof our grandam, 77.\\nof Richard, 97, 296.\\nof the age, 179.\\nof the past time, 580.\\nof this world, time is the, 742r\\nof wit, brevity is the, 133.\\none, in two bodies, 762.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1125.jp2"}, "1120": {"fulltext": "1096\\nINDEX.\\nSoul, palace of the, 221, 541.\\nperdition catch my, 153.\\nrapt, sitting in thine eyes, 249.\\nreturn unto thy rest my, 497.\\nsaw a glimpse of happiness, 221.\\nsecret, to show, 551.\\nsecured in her existence, 299.\\nshe s dead, rest her, 143.\\nsighing under a sycamore tree, 406.\\nsincere, 391.\\nsinews of the, 222.\\nsleep holy spirit blessed, 624.\\nsmall-knowing, 54.\\nso dead, man with, 488.\\nsoothed his, to pleasures, 272.\\nspeech is a mirror of the, 714.\\nstirring in his, 480.\\nstream which overflowed the, 481.\\nsweet and virtuous, 204.\\nswell the, to rage, 272.\\ntake the prisoned, 244.\\ntell me my, can this be death, 335.\\nthat can be honest, 183.\\nthat eye was in itself a, 550.\\nthat perished in his pride, 470.\\nthat rises with us, 477.\\nthe body s guest, go, 25.\\nthou hast much goods laid up, 842.\\nthree books on the, 645.\\nthrough my lips, 623.\\ntilts with a straw, 484.\\nto dare the will to do, the, 491.\\nto keep, pray the Lord my, 687.\\nto soul, intercourse from, 333.\\nto stray, never taught his, 315.\\ntransmigration of the, 765.\\ntumult of the, 481.\\ntwo bodies with one, 340.\\nunborn ages crowd not on my, 383.\\nunction to your, 141.\\nunder the ribs of death, 245.\\nuneasy and confined from home, 315.\\nunlettered small-knowing, 54.\\nunto his captain Christ, gave his, 82.\\nunto the lines accords, 205.\\nvigour is in our immortal, 303.\\nwas immortal, that the, 760.\\nwas like a star, thy, 472.\\nwhite as heaven, 197.\\nwhiteness of his, 543.\\nwhy shrinks the, 298.\\nwith crosses and cares to fret thy, 30.\\nwithin her eyes, 554.\\nSouls, above the flight of common, 393.\\nare ripened in our northern sky, 433.\\nassembled, 217.\\nbeyond the reaches of our, 131.\\ncorporations have no, 24.\\ngreat, are portions of eternity, 656.\\nhis memory green in our, 519.\\nimmediate jewel of their, 153.\\nmade of fire, 311.\\nof all that men held wise, 217.\\nof fearful adversaries, 95.\\nsit close and silently, our, 274.\\nsuch harmony is in immortal, 65.\\nsympathy with sounds in, 421.\\nthat cringe and plot, 658.\\nSouls that were forfeit once, 47.\\nthought of thinking, 579.\\nthoughts as boundless our, as free,\\n550.\\ntimes that try men s, 431.\\nto souls can never teach, 653.\\ntwo, with a single thought, 806.\\nunbodied dwell, 347.\\nwe loved, to see the, 631.\\nwhose sudden visitations daze the\\nworld, 594.\\nSoul s calm sunshine, 319.\\ndark cottage, 221.\\nfar better part, the, 338.\\nsincere desire, prayer is the, 497.\\nstrength, stuff to try the, 649.\\nSoul-animating strains, 485.\\nSoul-sides, the meanest boasts, 645.\\nSound an echo to the sense, 324.\\nand fury, full of, 125.\\nborn of murmuring, 469.\\ncharm the air to give a, 123.\\ndirge-like, 408.\\ndivine, may kill a, 416.\\nhark from the tombs a doleful, 303.\\nharmonious, 236.\\nharsh in, 103.\\nhowever rude the, 393.\\nimpetuous recoil and jarring, 229.\\nlike the sweet, 74.\\nmost melodious, they heard a, 28.\\nmusic with her silver, 404.\\nNiagara stuns with thundering, 395.\\nno, can awake him, 666.\\nno war or battle s, 251.\\nof a knell, sighed at the, 416.\\nof a voice that is still, 627.\\nof clashing wars, no, 642.\\nof friend s departing feet, 661.\\nof hammer or of saw, 421.\\nof my name, hearest the, 678.\\nof one s praises, 741.\\nof revelry by night, 542.\\nof the church-going bell, 416.\\nof thunder heard remote, 227.\\nof woman s praise, 593.\\nout-vociferize even, itself, 285.\\npersuasive, 294.\\npipes and whistles in his, 69.\\nsame, is in my ears, 471.\\nsilence implying, 649.\\nsilence where hath been no, 583.\\nsilver-sweet, 106.\\nso fine, 676.\\nsoothed with the, 271.\\nstrikes like a rising knell, deep, 542.\\nsweet is every, 630.\\nthe clarion fill the fife, 493.\\nthe loud timbrel, 524.\\nthe trumpet beat the drums, 281.\\ntrumpet give an uncertain, 845.\\nwhat stop she please, 138.\\nwhich makes us linger, 548.\\nwhistles in his, 69.\\nwinter loves a dirge-like, 486.\\nwords of thundering, 397.\\nSounds as a sullen bell, 88.\\nblowing martial, 224.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1126.jp2"}, "1121": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1097\\nSounds, concord of sweet, 66.\\nmelodious, on every side, 253.\\nnot rural sights alone but rural, 417.\\nof music creep in our ears, 65.\\npossessed with inward light, 503.\\nsympathy with, 421.\\nSounded all the depths of honour, 100.\\nSounder piece of British manhood, 579.\\nSounding brass, 845.\\ncataract haunted me, 467.\\non through words, 405, 480.\\nSour, every sweet its, 404.\\ngrapes, have eaten, 835.\\nlofty and, 101.\\nmisfortune s book, 108.\\nSource of all my bliss, 398.\\nof human offspring, 234.\\nof sympathetic tears, 382.\\nSour-complexioned man, 206.\\nSouth and southwest side, 210.\\nbeaker full of the warm, 575.\\nno North no East no West no, 517.\\nSovereign among soldiers, 495.\\nheaven s, 308.\\nhere lies our, 279.\\nlaw sits empress, 438.\\nlord the king, here lies our, 279.\\nMagna Charta will have no, 24.\\nmight, of our, 29.\\no er transmuted ill, 366.\\nof sighs and groans, 55.\\nparts, a man of, 55.\\nreason, noble and most, 136.\\nsway and masterdom, 117.\\nwhen I forget my, 426.\\nSovereigns, dead but sceptred, 554.\\nname ourselves its, 554.\\nsoldier among, 495.\\nSovereignest thing on earth, 83.\\nSow for him build for him, 470.\\nhe that observeth the wind shall not\\n831.\\nstill, eats all the draffe, 13.\\nthy seed in the morning, 831.\\nwrong, by the ear, 19, 785.\\nye are like to reap, as you, 214.\\nSoweth here with toil and care, 508.\\nwhatsoever a man, 847.\\nSown the wind, 835.\\nSpace and time, annihilate but, 330.\\ndouble life s fading, 262.\\nSpacious firmament on high, 300.\\nSpade a spade, call a, 731.\\nif you don t call me a, 293.\\nSpades emblems of untimely graves, 429.\\nSpain, singed the beard of the king of,\\n616.\\nSpain s chivalry, 560.\\nSpake as a child when I was a child, 845. j\\nful fayre, Frenche she, 1.\\nthe grisly terror, so, 229.\\nthe seraph Abdiel, 235.\\nupon this hint I, 151.\\nSpan, dwindled to the shortest, 433.\\ngrasp the ocean with my, 303.\\nin length a, 201.\\nless than a, 170.\\nnew, spick and, 172, 212, 792.\\nSpan, our life is but a, 687.\\nSpangled heavens, 300.\\nSpangling the wave, 492.\\nwith lights, 492.\\nSpaniards seem wiser than they are, 106.\\nSpaniel, hound or, 148.\\nSpanish blades, ambuscadoes, 105.\\ndominions, the sun never sets on, 495.\\nfleet thou canst not see, 441.\\nor neat s leather, 213.\\nSpanking Jack was so comely, 436.\\nSpare Fast, 249.\\nmy aching sight, 383.\\nthat tree, woodman, 595.\\nthe beechen tree, 516.\\nthe rod, 8, 213, 262,\\nSpared a better man, better, 87.\\nSpareth his rod, he that, 826.\\nSpark, illustrious, 416.\\ninstinct with music, 485.\\nnor human, is left, 332,\\nof beauty s heavenly ray, 549.\\nof celestial fire, 425.\\nof heavenly flame, vital, 334.\\nof that immortal fire, 549.\\nproud conceited talking, 390.\\nSparks fly upward, as the, 816.\\nof fire, eyes like, 202.\\nof fury, why flash those, 672,\\nSparkled was exhaled, 308.\\nSparkling and bright, 678.\\ncross she wore, a, 325.\\nwith a brook, 536.\\nSparrow, caters for the, 67.\\nfall or hero perish, 315.\\nprovidence in the fall of a, 145.\\nSparrows, salt upon the tails of, 291.\\nteam of, 31.\\nSpartan dead, remnant of our, 557.\\nSpeak after the manner of men, 844.\\nand purpose not, 146.\\nbe slow to, 849.\\nby the card, 143.\\ncomfort to that grief, 53.\\ndaggers to her, 139.\\nevery man truth, 847.\\nfrom your folded papers, 636.\\ngently t is a little thing, 683.\\ngrief that does not, 124.\\nhe never so rudely, 2.\\nif any, for him have I offended, 113=\\nin a monstrous little voice, 57.\\nin public on the stage, 459.\\nit profanely, not to, 137.\\nit was my hint to, 150.\\nlabour what to, 168.\\nlet him now, 850.\\nlips are now forbid to, 581.\\nlosers must have leave to, 297.\\nlow if you speak love, 51.\\nme fair in death, 65.\\nmore in a minute, 107.\\nname which no one can, 507.\\nof me as I am, 156.\\nor die, 90.\\npatience, all men s office to, 53.\\nplain and to the purpose, 51.\\nright on, I only, 114.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1127.jp2"}, "1122": {"fulltext": "1098\\nINDEX.\\nSpeak something good, the worst, 205.\\ntears that, 262.\\nto me as to thy thinkings, 153.\\nto the earth, 817.\\nto thee in friendship s name, 523.\\ntoo coldly, thou think st I, 523.\\ntruly, if a man should, 83.\\nwell of no man living, he can, 737.\\nwell of you, 841.\\nwith most miraculous organ, 135.\\nwith the tongues of men, 845.\\nSpeaks an infinite deal of nothing, 60.\\nangels listen when she, 279.\\nto my spirit of thee, 552.\\nSpeaker, but I am truest, 160\\nno other, of my living actions, 101.\\nSpeaking, heard for their much, 838.\\nthings they ought not, 848.\\nthought him still, 237.\\ntongue, the, 603.\\nSpear, freedom leaning on her, 637.\\nIthuriel with his, 234.\\nsnatched the, 443, 480.\\nto equal the tallest pine, 224.\\nSpears into pruning-hooks, 832.\\nSpecial, loved gold in, 2.\\nprovidence, 145.\\nwonder, without our, 122.\\nSpectacle of human happiness, 462.\\nso ridiculous, no, 591.\\nSpectacles of books, 277.\\non nose and pouch on side, 69.\\nSpectators, pleasure to the, 593.\\nSpectre-bark, off shot the, 498.\\nSpectre-doubts, dispel ye, 513.\\nSpeculation in those eyes, 122.\\nSpeech abroad, there is a, 166.\\nbe alway with grace, let your, 847.\\nbetter than silence, 700.\\nday unto day uttereth, 819.\\ndiscretion of, 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breathed, 251.\\nSpells, lime-twigs of his, 245.\\ntalismans and, 422.\\nSpence, Sir Patrick, ballad of, 502.\\nSpend another such a night, 96.\\nor to lend or to give in, 279.\\nto give to want to, 30.\\nSpending, getting and, 476.\\nSpenser, lie a little nearer, 179.\\nlodge thee by Chaucer, or, 179.\\nSpent, dayes that might be better, 29.\\nthem not in toys, 260.\\nunder the devil s belly, 773.\\nwhat we, we have, 802.\\nSperit, never drink no, 659.\\nSphere, all quit their, 315.\\nof our sorrow, from the, 567.\\nshe just began to move in, 409.\\ntwo stars in one, 87.\\nSpheres, music of the, 218.\\npleasures of the, 526.\\nseems to shake the, 271.\\nstars shot madly from their, 57.\\nstart from their, 131.\\nSphere-descended maid, 390.\\nS;.ice of life, variety is the, 419.\\nSpices grow, hills where, 302.\\nSpick and span new, 172, 212, 792.\\nSpicy nut-brown ale, 249.\\nshore of Arabie the blest, 232.\\nSpider, much like a subtle, 175.\\nto the fly, said a, 605.\\nSpiders, half-starved, 413.\\nlately had two, 296.\\nSpider s touch, how exquisitely fine, 316.\\nSpider-like we feel the tenderest touch,\\n274.\\nSpies, sorrows come not single, 142.\\nSpigot wield, wilt thou the, 45.\\nSpills itself in fearing to be spilt, 142.\\nSpin, toil not neither do they, 838.\\nSpinning sleeps on her soft axle, 237.\\nSpins, Lord Fanny, 328.\\nSpinsters and knitters in the sun, 75.\\nSpires, watch the three tall, 626.\\nwhose silent finger, 481.\\nye antique towers ye distant, 381.\\nSpirit, Brutus will start a, 1 10.\\ncalms, nought so much the, 556.\\nchased, are with more, 62.\\nclear, doth raise, 247.\\nCreator drew his, 270.\\nditties of no tone, 576.\\ndoubtful public, 411.\\ndull as night, 66.\\nere my fainting, fell, 553.\\nexhilarate the, 417.\\nextravagant and erring, 126.\\nfair, rest thee now, 570.\\nfairer, or more welcome shade, 313.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1128.jp2"}, "1123": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1099\\nSpirit, for 1113^ minister one fair, 547.\\nfull of, as the month of May, 86.\\ngiveth life the letter killeth, 846.\\nGod the Son God the, 303.\\nhaughty, before a fall, 820.\\nhe that ruleth his, 827.\\nhies to his confine, 126.\\nhis great Creator drew his, 270.\\nholiday-rejoicing, 509.\\nhumble tranquil, 182.\\nI am thy father s, 131.\\nill, have so fair a house, 43.\\nindeed is willing, S41.\\nindependence, thy, 392.\\nmeek and quiet, 849.\\nmotions of his, are dull as night, 66.\\nno, dares stir abroad, 127.\\nnot of the letter but the, 846.\\nof a youth, morning like the, 158.\\nof counsel and might, 833.\\nof health or goblin damned, 130.\\nof heaviness, 834.\\nof judgment, some shallow, 93.\\nof knowledge, 833.\\nof liberty, pardon something to the,\\n408.\\nof man is divine, all save the, 549.\\nof mankind, free, 572.\\nof mortal be proud, 561.\\nof my dream, change o er the, 553.\\nof self-sacrifice, 475.\\nof the Lord, 833.\\nof wine, O thou invisible, 152.\\nof wisdom, 833.\\nof youth in everything, 163.\\none of the flesh and one of the, Q5G.\\nor more welcome shade, 313.\\npard-like, 565.\\npresent in, 845.\\nrest perturbed, 133.\\nshall return unto God, 832.\\nsister, come away, 334.\\nsits in a foggy cloud, 123.\\nso profound, he felt with, 471.\\nspeaks to my, of thee, 552.\\nstrongest and fiercest, 226.\\nthat could be moved to smile, 111.\\nthat loved thee, wounded the, 682.\\nthe accusing, 379.\\nthe least erected, 225.\\nto bathe in fiery floods, 48.\\nunwearied, best conditioned and, 64.\\nvanity and vexation of, 830.\\nwalks of every day deceased, 307.\\nwhich is able to raise mortals, 532.\\nwhich would drag angels down, 532.\\nwinged, is feathered oftentimes, 36.\\nwith one fair, 547.\\nwounded, who can bear, 827.\\nSpirits are not finely touched, 46.\\nblack and white, 173.\\ncan either sex assume, 224.\\nchoice and master, 112.\\nclad in veils, 653.\\ndeified by our own, 470.\\nfrom the vasty deep, 85.\\nfrom their urns, 554.\\nlight, wins from toil, 387.\\nSpirits, love in heavenly, 28.\\nof great events, 504.\\nof just men made perfect, 848.\\nof the wise sit in the clouds, 89.\\nour actors were all, 43.\\nstories from the land of, 502.\\ntwain have crossed with me, 806.\\nvital in every part, 236.\\nSpiriting gently, do my, 42.\\nSpiritless, so faint so, 88.\\nSpirit-small hand, 648.\\nSpirit-stirring drum, 154.\\nSpiritual creatures, millions of, 234.\\ngrace, inward and, 850.\\nSpit in my face, 84.\\norators when out will, 71.\\nupon my Jewish gaberdine, 61.\\nSpite, death aims with fouler, 203.\\nin erring reason s, 316.\\nin learned doctors 564.\\nO cursed, 133.\\nof all my grief revealing, 689.\\nof criticising elves, 412.\\nof his teeth, 8.\\nof nature and their stars, 211.\\nof scorn, thrice in, 225.\\nthe world, reckless what I do to, 121.\\nSpleen about thee, mirth and, 300.\\nmeditative, 4S0.\\nSplendid in ashes, 219.\\nsight to see, a, 540.\\nSplendidly null, 631.\\nSplendour 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barren, 516.\\nof earth, 481.\\nout damned, 124.\\nplant on his peculiar, 317.\\nstir of this dim, 243.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1129.jp2"}, "1124": {"fulltext": "1100\\nINDEX.\\nSpot, this punctual, 237.\\nwhich men call earth, 243.\\nSpots in the sun, 189.\\nleopard change his, 835.\\nof sunny openings, 536.\\nquadrangular, 420.\\nSpread his sweet leaves, 104.\\nthe thin oar, 318.\\nthe truth from pole to pole, 300.\\nwith colours idly, 80.\\nyourselves, masters, 57.\\nSpreads his light wings, 333.\\nhis orient beams, 233.\\nSpreading himself, 819.\\nSprightly running, 276,\\nSpring and root of honesty, 729.\\ncanker galls the infants of the, 129.\\ncome gentle, 355.\\ncomes slowly up this way, 499.\\ncompanions of the, 438.\\nfrom haunted, 251.\\nfull of sweet days, 204.\\nin the, a livelier iris, 625.\\nof love, 44, 498.\\nof virtues, 35.\\nof woes unnumbered, 336.\\nPierian, taste not the, 323.\\nslow stream or pebbly, 504.\\nsupplies another race, the, 338.\\nthine azure sister of the, 565.\\nunlocks the flowers, 535.\\nvisit the mouldering urn, 428.\\nSprings, Helicon s harmonious, 382.\\njoy s delicious, 540.\\nof Dove, beside the, 469.\\nsteeds to water at those, 159.\\nSpringes to catch woodcocks, 130.\\nSpring-time s harbinger, 199.\\nSprinkled with rosy light, 338.\\nSpur, fame is the, 241.\\nto prick the sides of my intent, 118.\\nSpurs the lated traveller, 121.\\nSpurned but spurned in vain, 24.\\nby the young, 585.\\nSpurns that patient merit takes, 135.\\nSpy, knowledge is sorrow s, 217.\\nSquadron in the field, 149.\\nSquadrons, in ranks and, 112.\\nSquander time, do not, 360.\\nSquare, all round the, 584.\\ngrows a glimmering, 630.\\nhole, has got into the, 461.\\nI have not kept my, 157.\\nSquat like a toad, 234.\\nSqueak and gibber, 126.\\nas naturally as pigs, 210.\\nSqueaking of the wry-necked fife, 62.\\nSqueezing of a lemon, in the, 401.\\nSquirrel joiner or old grub, 104.\\nStabbed with a white wench s black eye,\\n106.\\nStable door, shut the, 13.\\ngood horse in the, 401.\\nStaff, cockle hat and, 405.\\nof life, 283, 291.\\nof my age my very prop, 62.\\nof my life, 786.\\nof this broken reed, 834.\\nStaff, stay and the, 833.\\nthy rod and thy, 819.\\nStage, after a well-graced actor leaves\\nthe, 82.\\nall the world s a, 69.\\namused his riper, 318.\\nfound only on the, 558.\\nfrets his hour upon the, 125.\\nif this were played upon a, 76.\\nnatural on the, 399.\\npoor degraded, 564.\\nspeak in public on the, 459.\\nthe earth is a, 194.\\nthe wonder of our, 179.\\nthe world but as a, 784.\\nthen to the well-trod, 249.\\nveteran on the, 365.\\nwhere every man must play a part, 60.\\nwhere they do agree on the, 441.\\nStages, in our latter, 432.\\nwhere er his, may have been, 379.\\nStagers, old cunning, 213.\\nStaggered, reason is, 411.\\nthe boldest, 408.\\nStagirite, that stout, 509.\\nStain, incapable of, 226.\\nlike a wound, felt a, 410.\\nmy man s cheeks, 146.\\nStairs, I came up, into the world, 294.\\nwhy did you kick me down, 445.\\nStake, I am tied to the, 148.\\nwhen honour s at the, 142.\\nStakes were thrones, 555.\\nStale flat and unprofitable, 128.\\nnor custom, 157.\\npoor I am, 160.\\nStalk, four red roses on a, 97.\\nwithering on the, 477.\\nStalked off reluctant, 355.\\nStalled ox and hatred, 826.\\nStamford fair, bullocks at, 89.\\nStamp and esteem of ages, 266.\\nnot the king s, 282.\\nof fate, 337.\\nof nature, use can almost change the,\\n141.\\nrank is but the guinea s, 452.\\nStamped, I that am rudely, 95.\\nStand and wait, they serve who, 252.\\na tiptoe, 92.\\nbefore kings, 828.\\nbefore mean men, shall not, 828.\\nby uniting we, 426.\\nhow if a will not, 52.\\nin pause, 139.\\nin your own light, 17.\\nlike greyhounds in the slips, 91.\\nmore for number, 48.\\nnot upon the order of your going, 122.\\nstill my steed, 614.\\nthe hazard of the die, 98.\\nto doubt, never, 203.\\nto your glasses steady, 641.\\nunited we, 595.\\nupon his bottom, 265.\\nye in the ways, 835.\\nStands as never it stood, wind, 20.\\nas the case, 172.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1130.jp2"}, "1125": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1101\\nStands not within the prospect of belief\\n116.\\non tiptoe, religion, 205.\\nScotland where it did, 124.\\nso, the statue, 356.\\ntiptoe, jocund day, 108.\\nupon a slippery place, 79.\\nStandard of the man, 303.\\nsheet, forever float that, 571.\\nunfurled her, to the air, 573.\\nStandeth, thinketh he, 845.\\nStanding, as cheap sitting as, 292.\\njokes, wooden shoes are, 300.\\non this pleasant lea, 176.\\npond, mantle like a, 60.\\npool, green mantle of the, 147.\\nupon the vantage ground of truth, 164.\\nwith reluctant feet, 614.\\nStanhope s pencil writ, lines with, 311.\\nStanley, approbation from Sir Hubert,\\n457.\\ncharge Chester charge on, 490.\\nStanza, who pens a, 326.\\nStaple of all wisdom, 409.\\nof his argument, 56.\\nStar, a bright particular, 73.\\nconstant as the northern, 112.\\ndesire of the moth for the, 567.\\ndropped like a falling, 225.\\nfair as a, 469.\\nfor every state, 638.\\ngive a name to every fixed, 54.\\nglittering like the morning, 409.\\nheart that lurks behind a, 328.\\nin bigness as a, 230.\\nin its embrace, had caught a, 681.\\nlight of the Maeonian, 325.\\nlovers love the western, 487.\\nman is his own, 183.\\nnever, was lost here but it rose afar,\\n645.\\nof dawn, a later, 485.\\nof empire, westward the, 312.\\nof its worship, still to the, 524.\\nof life s tremulous ocean, 528.\\nof peace return, 515.\\nof smallest magnitude, 230.\\nof the unconquered will, 613.\\nor two beside, a, 498.\\nour life s, 477.\\npinned with a single, 582.\\npins it with a, 582.\\nround and perfect as a, 667.\\nstate for every, 638.\\nstrives to touch a, 29.\\nthat bids the shepherd, 243.\\nthat ushers in the even, 163.\\nthy soul was like a, 472.\\nto stay the morning, 501.\\ntwinkling of a, 214.\\nwhose beam so oft has lighted me, 524.\\nStars are in the quiet skies, 607.\\nare old, till the, 666.\\nbattlements bore, 479.\\nbeauty of a thousand, 41.\\nblesses his, 297.\\nblossomed the lovely, 616.\\nbranch-charmed by the earnest, 575.\\nStars, cut him out in little, 107.\\ndoubt thou the, are fire, 133.\\nfairest of, 235.\\nfault is not in our, 110.\\nfought against Sisera, 814.\\nglows in the, 316.\\nhave lit the welkin dome, 574.\\nhave their time to set, 570.\\nheaven s vault studded with, 568.\\nher eyes as, 474.\\nhide their diminished heads, 231.\\nhide your diminished rays, 322.\\nillume the sky, when, 587.\\nin earth s firmament, 613.\\nin empty night, sink those, 496.\\nin spite of nature and their, 211.\\nin their courses, 814.\\ninnumerable as the, 235.\\nkings are like, 565.\\nlook on the sea, as, 607.\\nmorning, sang together, 817.\\nof glory there, set the, 573.\\nof human race, 414.\\nof midnight shall be dear, 469.\\nof morning, 235.\\npowdered with, 236.\\nrepairing, -Other, 236.\\nrush out, the, 498.\\nseen in the galaxy, 236.\\nsentinel, set their watch, 515.\\nshall fade away, 299.\\nshine aloft like, 481.\\nshooting, attend thee, 202.\\nshot madly from their spheres, 57.\\nstart from their spheres, 131.\\nthat come once in a century, 656.\\nthat round her burn, 300.\\nthe life-inclining, 38.\\nthey fell like, 496.\\ntwo, keep not their motion, 87.\\nunutterably bright, 568.\\nwere more in fault than they, 287.\\nwhich night s blue arch adorn, 424.\\nwho build beneath the, 309.\\nwhose dust is gold and pavement,\\n236.\\nStar-chamber matter of it, 44.\\nStare, stony British, 631\\nStarers, stupid, 319.\\nStar-eyed science, 513.\\nStarlight, by cloudless, 522.\\nglittering, 234.\\nStar-like eyes, 200.\\nStar-proof branching elm, 250.\\nStarriest souls disclose, lives obscure the,\\n38.\\nStarry cope of heaven, 234.\\nG-alileo with his woes, 545.\\ngirdle of the year, 513.\\nhost, that led the, 233.\\nskies and cloudless climes, 551.\\nsky, silence in the, 478.\\ntrain, heaven s, 233.\\ntrain, motion of his, 485.\\nStar-spangled banner, 517.\\nStart a hare, to, 84.\\nof the majestic world, 110.\\nstraining upon the, 91.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1131.jp2"}, "1126": {"fulltext": "1102\\nINDEX.\\nStarts everything by, and nothing long,\\n268.\\nt was wild by, 390.\\nStarted like a guilty thing, 126.\\nStartles at destruction, 298.\\nStarve, catch cold and, 159.\\nin ice, 228.\\nwith nothing, 60.\\nStar-y-pointing pyramid, 251.\\nState, broken with the storms of, 100.\\nexpectancy and rose of the, 136.\\nfalling with a falling, 336.\\nfor every star, 638.\\ngreat plot of, 263.\\nhides from himself his, 365.\\nhigh and palmy, of Rome, 126.\\nhigh on a throne of royal, 226.\\nI am the, 808.\\nin Rome, devil to keep his, 110.\\nin sober, 425.\\nin whatsoever, I am, 847.\\nman at his best, 820.\\nmatters, touch no, 398.\\nmock the air with idle, 383.\\nmy business in this, 49.\\nof life, duty in that, 850.\\nof man like a little kingdom, 111.\\nof man, this is the, 99.\\nof nature, war was the, 407.\\nof war by nature, 290.\\npillar of, seemed a, 227.\\nruin or rule the, 267.\\nsail on O ship of, 615.\\nscandal waits on greatest, 161.\\nsome service, I have done the, 156.\\nsome strange eruption to our, 126.\\nstar for every, 638.\\nthe rose of the fair, 136.\\nthousand years to form a, 541\\nwhat constitutes a, 438.\\nwhere Venice sate in, 544.\\nwithout king or nobles, 588.\\nState House, Boston, 638.\\nStates dissevered discordant, 533.\\nfree and independent, 429.\\nindestructible, 619.\\nmove slowly, 170.\\nno more slave, 619.\\nsaved without the sword, 606.\\nshaker of o er-rank, 199.\\nunborn, acted over in, 112.\\nwalls do not make, 438.\\nState s collected will, 438.\\ndecrees, mould a mighty, 633.\\nStateliest and most regal argument, 254.\\nStately and tall he moves, 682.\\nhomes of England, 569.\\nmansions, build thee more, 636.\\npleasure-dome, 500.\\nStatesman and buffoon, 268.\\nto give an account of themselves, 741.\\ntoo nice for a, 399.\\nyet friend to truth, 323.\\nStatesmen at her council met, 623.\\nminds of some of our, 518.\\ntalked, where village, 397.\\nStation like the herald Mercury, 140.\\npost of honour is a private, 298.\\nStatists hold it baseness to write fair,\\n145.\\nStatuaries loved to copy, 590.\\nStatue by his touch grew into youth, 531.\\ngrows, more the, 769.\\nof Cato, 741.\\nof Newton stood, where the, 475.\\nthat enchants the world, 356.\\nStatue-like repose, 639.\\nStature, each man makes his own, 3C9.\\ntall, her, 556.\\ntoys of simulated, 621.\\nundepressed in size, 479.\\nStatute, the rigour of the, 47.\\nStay and the staff, 833.\\nI ask not to, 678.\\nof bread, the whole, 833.\\nof water, 833.\\nstaff and the, 833.\\nwho saw to wish her, 237.\\nStayed, too late I, 464.\\nSteadfast as the scene, 468.\\nSteadies with upright keel, she, 49S.\\nSteady gain of man, I see the, 618.\\ntemper, thy, 297.\\nSteal a few hours from the night, 521.\\na shive of a cut loaf, 104.\\naway give little warning, 433.\\naway their brains, 152.\\naway your hearts, 114.\\nconvey the wise it call, 45.\\nfoh a fico for the phrase, 45.\\nfrom the world, 334.\\nimmortal blessing from her lips, 108.\\nmost authors, 325.\\nmy thunder, 282.\\nus from ourselves away, years, 330.\\nyoung children, witches, 187.\\nSteals from the thief, 151.\\nmy purse steals trash, who, 153.\\nStealing and giving odour, 74.\\nhands from picking and, 850.\\nstill so gently o er me, 689.\\nwill continue stealing, 661.\\nStealth, do good by, 329.\\nSteam, unconquered, 424.\\nSteam-engine in trousers, 461.\\nSteed, farewell the neighing, 154.\\nmounts the warrior s, 487.\\nno more on thy, GGG.\\nstand still my, 614.\\nthat knows his rider, 542.\\nthreatens steed, 92.\\nSteeds, mounting barbed, 95.\\nto water at those springs, 159.\\nSteel, as with triple, 228.\\ncouch of war, flinty and, 151.\\nfoemen worthy of their, 491.\\ngrapple with hooks of, 129.\\ngrapple with hoops of, 129.\\nheart is true as, 58.\\nheart with strings of, 139.\\nin complete, 131, 244.\\nmore than complete, 40.\\nmy man is as true as, 107.\\nno workman, 535.\\nnor poison can touch him further, 121.\\nthough locked up in, 94.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1132.jp2"}, "1127": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1103\\nSteep and thorny way, 129.\\nmy senses in i orgetfulness, 89.\\nno towers along the, 514.\\no er bog or, 230.\\nof Delphos, 251.\\non Suniunrs marbled, 558.\\non the Indian, 243.\\nwhere fame s proud temple shines, 428,\\nSteeped me in poverty, 155.\\nto the lips in misery, 014.\\nSteeple, looking at the. 556.\\nweathercock on a, 44.\\nSteeples point to the sky, 504.\\nSteepy mountains, 40.\\nSteer clear of permanent alliances. #25.\\nfrom grave to gay, 320.\\nfrom grave to light, 273.\\nmy bark and sail, thus I, 354.\\nright onward, 252.\\nthe plough, who, 598.\\nStem, moulded on one, 58.\\nStenches, two-and-seventy, 503.\\nStep above the sublime, 431.\\naside is human, to, 448.\\nfirst, which costs, 801.\\nmore true, foot more light, 491.\\nto the music of the Union, 588.\\nSteps, beware of desperate, 423.\\nbrushing the dews with hasty, 386.\\necho of the sad, 481.\\ngrace was in all her, 237.\\nhear not my, 119.\\nLord directeth his, 826.\\nmorn her rosy, advancing, 234.\\nof glory, who track the, 552.\\npilgrim, in amice gray, 241.\\nsafety walks in its, 400.\\nthy, I follow with bosom bare, 392.\\nto support uneasy, 224.\\ntread with cautious, 362.\\nwere higher that they took, 269.\\nwhat ghost invites my, 335.\\nwith fainting, they go, 398.\\nwith wandering, and slow, 240.\\nStephen Sly, 72.\\nwas a worthy peer, 406.\\nStepmother, merciless, 717.\\nStepped so far in blood, 123.\\nto the sky, 655.\\nStepping o er the bounds, 108.\\nStepping-stones, men may rise on, 631.\\nSterile promontory, earth seems a, 134.\\nStern and rock-bound coast, 569.\\ngod of sea, 253.\\nruin s ploughshare, 448.\\nSterner stuff, made of, 113.\\nS:ern st good-night, gives the, 119.\\nSterte out of his slepe to, 2.\\nSterten to, but on hole for to, 4,\\nStick, beat with fist instead of a, 209.\\nfell like the, 431.\\non conversation s burrs, 636.\\nSticking-place, screw your courage to the,\\n118.\\nStiff, in opinions, 268.\\nthwack, with many a, 211.\\nStiffen the sinews, 91.\\nStile, I in sitting on the, 611.\\nStill achieving still pursuing, 612.\\nan angel appear, 305.\\nand quiet conscience, 99.\\nand serious thought, 471.\\nas night, attention, 227.\\nbeginning never ending, 272.\\ndestroying fighting still, 272.\\ngovern thou my song, J3G.\\nharping on my daughter, 133.\\nprayer of devotion, 524.\\nsad music of humanity, 467.\\nsmall voice, 383, 815.\\nso gently o er me stealing, 689.\\nsoliciting eye, 140.\\nsow eats up all the draff e, 13.\\nthe wonder grew, 397.\\ntheir strength is to sit, 834.\\nto be neat still to be drest, 178.\\nw-aters, beside the, 819.\\nStillness and the night, 65.\\nmodest, and humility, 91.\\nStill-vexed Bermoothes, 42.\\nStilly night, oft in the, 523.\\nsounds, the hum of either army, 91.\\nSting, death wmere is thy, 335, 846.\\nthat bids not sit nor stand, 649.\\nthee twice, have a serpent, 64.\\nStings and motions of the sense, 47.\\nnever feels the wanton, 47.\\nyou for your pains, 313.\\nStinger, t is a, 173,\\nStingeth like an adder, 828.\\nStinks, well-defined, 467.\\nStir, ail hell for this shall, 93.\\nas life were in t, 125.\\nfretful, unprofitable, 467.\\nit, the more thou, 786.\\nof the great Babel, 420.\\nof this dim spot, smoke and, 243.\\nthe fire with a sword, 765.\\nwithout great argument, 142.\\nStirs the blood, for it, 6.\\nStirred, my heart is idly, 471.\\nStirring, man fond of, 584.\\nStirrup and the ground, 684.\\nStitch stitch stitch, 585.\\nStithy, as foul as Vulcan s, 138.\\nStoic fur, doctors of the, 240..\\nof the woods, 516.\\nStoics boast, let, 317.\\nStoicism, the Romans call it, 298.\\nStock of harmless pleasure, 369.\\nof history, 486.\\nStocks and stones, worshipped, 252.\\nStocking ail the day, 401.\\nStockings hung by the chimney, 527.\\nStolen, not wanting what is, 154 t\\nout of holy writ, 96.\\nsweets are best, 297.\\nwaters are sweet, 825.\\nwhen the steed is, 13.\\nStomach for them all, 156.\\ngoes against my, 70.\\nmutinied against the, 724.\\nmy, is not good, 22.\\nof unbounded, 100.\\nStomach s sake, wine for thy, 848.\\nStone, a gift is as a precious, 827.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1133.jp2"}, "1128": {"fulltext": "1104\\nINDEX.\\nStone at his heels, 405.\\nbeneath the churchyard, 595.\\ncold as any, 91.\\ncontinual dropping wears away a, 706,\\nfling but a, the giant dies, 354.\\nin one hand bread in the other, 701.\\nleave no, unturned, 809.\\nmany a rich, laid up, 182.\\nmark with a white, 789.\\nof the corner, head, 823.\\nrolling, gathers no moss, 14, 711.\\nrolling his, up the mountain, 617.\\nset in the silver sea, 81\\ntell where I lie, not a, 334.\\nthis precious, 81.\\nto beauty grew, the, 598.\\nunderneath this, doth lie, 178.\\nunhewn and cold, 769.\\nviolet by a mossy, 469.\\nvirtue is like a rich, 167.\\nwalls do not a prison make, 260.\\nwe raised not a, 563.\\nwhich the builders refused, 823.\\nStones, inestimable, 96.\\nlabour of an age, in piled, 251.\\nmusic with the enamelled, 44.\\nnor would make a state, 43S.\\nof Rome to rise, 1 14.\\nof worth, like, 162.\\nprate of my whereabout, 119.\\nrattle his bones over the, 683.\\nsermons in, 67.\\nstocks and, worshipped, 252.\\nStone s throw, within a, 787.\\nStone-wall Jackson, 860.\\nStony limits cannot hold love out, 105.\\nStood against my fire, 148.\\nagainst the world, 113.\\naloof, they, 500.\\namong them but not of them, 544.\\nand gazed, 501.\\nbeside a cottage lone, 589.\\nfixed to hear, 237.\\nin Venice on the bridge of sighs, 544.\\nsufficient to have, 230.\\nupon Achilles tomb, 558.\\nStooks, she stood amid the, 584.\\nStools, between two, 10.\\npush us from our, 122.\\ntrying to sit on two, 10.\\nStoop, grief makes his owner, 79.\\nwisdom is nearer when we, 479.\\nStoops not, the grass, 161.\\nto folly, lovely woman, 403.\\nStooped to truth, 328.\\nStop a hole, might, 144.\\nto sound whnt, she please, 138.\\nStops of various quills, 248.\\nStopping a bunghole, 144.\\nStore, basket and, 814.\\nheaven will bless your, 433.\\nhow grows in Paradise our, 569.\\nis no sore, 11, 791.\\nmy heart and lute are all the, 525.\\nrich with little, 22.\\nto increase his, 392.\\nunguarded, the, 321.\\nStores as silent thought can bring, 466.\\nStored up in books, 254.\\nStoried urn, can, 384.\\nwindows richly dight, 250.\\nStories from the land of spirits, 502.\\ngreat lords 454.\\nlong dull and old, 459.\\nnature built many, 222,\\nof the death of kings, 82.\\ntall men are like houses of four, 170-\\nStorm, after a, comes a calm, 284.\\nafter storm, 678.\\nand darkness, night and, 544.\\ncable that ne er broke in, 217.\\ndirects the, 299, 331.\\nlike gathering, 451.\\nniidway leaves the, 397.\\nof war was gone, when the, 465.\\npelting of this pitiless, 147.\\npilot that weathered the, 464.\\nrides upon the, 423.\\nsublime and terrible, 402.\\nthat howls along the sky, 392.\\nthat stood the, 526.\\nStorms annoy, no loud, 367.\\ngive her to the god of, 035.\\nhe sought the, 267.\\nmay enter, the king cannot, 365.\\nof fate, struggling in the, 336.\\nof life, rainbow to the, 550.\\nof state, broken with the, 100.\\nStormy cape, round the, 356.\\nMarch has come, 573.\\nNorth, hills of the, 571.\\nwinds do blow, 176, 515.\\nStory being done, my, 150.\\nflows, divine thy, 345.\\nGod bless you, 464.\\nhonour is the subject of my, 110.\\nI have none to tell, 464.\\nis extant, the, 138.\\nlocks in the golden, 104.\\nne er had been read in, 489.\\nof Cambuscan bold, 250.\\nof her birth, repeats the, 300.\\nof my life, questioned me the, 150.\\nof our days, shuts up the, 26.\\nrough-island, 628.\\nsoftness in the upper, 660.\\nsome pretty, tell, 535.\\nteach him how to tell my, 151.\\nwill not go down, this, 363.\\nStout Cortez with eagle eyes, 576.\\ncourage will be put out, 26.\\nmiles, twelve, 472.\\nnot alive so, a gentleman, 87.\\nonce a month, 273.\\nStraight down the crooked lane, 584.\\nout of the ark, 460.\\nStrain at a gnat, 840.\\nof music, governed by a, 485.\\nof rareness, a, 160.\\nsoft is the, 324.\\nsomething like prophetic, 250.\\nstrive and hold cheap the, 649.\\nthat, again it had a dying fall, 74.\\nthe simplest can touch it, 525.\\nStrained from that fair use, 106.\\nquality of mercy is not, 64.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1134.jp2"}, "1129": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1105\\nStraining harsh discords. 108.\\nhis throat, 399.\\nupon the start. 91.\\nStrains, heaveirs melodious, 640.\\nsoul-animating. 485.\\nthat might create a soul, 245.\\nStrait is the gate,\\nStrand. American.\\nfair Scotland s, 452.\\nI walked along the, 375,\\nIndia s coral, 536.\\nmaypole in the. 352.\\non the Chian. 503.\\nthe guardian Naiad of the, 490.\\nwandering on a foreign, 488.\\nStrange all this difference, 351.\\nas truth, nothing so, 534.\\nbedfellows. 43.\\nbut true. tis. 5\\ncoincidence, a. 5-59.\\ncozenage. _\\neruptions, breaks forth in, 85.\\neventful history, that ends tin\\nfellows, nature hath framed, 59,\\nit was passing strange. 150.\\nland, stranger in a. 13.\\nmatters, men may read. 117.\\noaths, soldier full of. 69.\\nsomething rich and. 42.\\nthat death should sing. 90.\\nthat men should fear, 112.\\nthing is man. 559.\\nthis is wondrous. 133.\\ntruth is always.\\nStranger in a strange land, S13.\\nsurety for a. 825.\\nthan fiction, truth is. 500.\\nyet to pain. 381.\\nStrangers honoured, by, 335.\\nI desire we may be better. 7(1\\noed, by, 335.\\nto entertain. B48.\\nStratagem, nor take tea without a. 31 L\\nStratagems and spoils, is\\n-Tin. oft are. 323.\\nStratford arte bowe, scole of, 1.\\nStraw, did not care one, 703.\\nquarrel in a. 142.\\nthe soul tilts with a. 484.\\ntickled with a. 318.\\nto see which way the wind is,\\nStraws, errors like^ 275.\\nforms of hairs or, 327.\\nStrawberries, doubtless God could have\\nmade a better berry. 208.\\nwhat Dr. Boteler said of. 208.\\nStrawberry wives, like the. 171.\\nStreakings of the morning light. 574,\\nStream, as the leaf upon the. 491.\\nat eve, by living. 357.\\nin smoother numbers flows. 324.\\nleft to the mercy of a rude. 99.\\nlet us glide a-down thy. 538.\\nof time. 455.\\nrimneth smoothest, where the. 33.\\nruns fast, the. 518.\\nsummer eves by haunted, 249.\\nStream, thy. my great example. 257.\\nwhich overflowed the soul. 481.\\nStreams from little fountains, large, 459.\\nliquid lapse of murmuring. 237.\\nmeander, as. 610.\\nmore pellucid, 482.\\nno resemblance with those, 257.\\nof dotage flow. 305.\\nof revenue gushed forth, .531.\\nour gratulations flow in. 285.\\npassions are likened to floods and. 25.\\nrun dimpling all the way, 328.\\nsnow-hid in Jenooary. 060.\\ntheir gravel gold, 257.\\nStreamed like a meteor, 383.\\nStreamers waving. 242.\\nStreaming eyes and breaking hearts. 625.\\nsplendour, 496.\\nto the wind, like a meteor, 224,\\nStreet, uttereth her voice in the. 824.\\nStreets, a lion is in the. 82a\\ndogs fighting in the. 363.\\ngibber in the Roman. 126.\\nmourners go about the. 831.\\nof Askelon. 814.\\nrattling o er the stony. .542.\\nwhen night darkens the, __-\\nStrength, all below is, 270.\\nbe, as thy days so shall thy. 814,\\nexcellent to have a giant s 48.\\ngiant s unchamed. 572.\\nif by reason of. 822.\\nis felt from hope. 340.\\nis to sit still, their. 834.\\nking s name a tower of,\\nknowledge increaseth. ^_8.\\nlabour and sorrow is their. i~-2.\\nlovely in your, .544.\\nnot, but art. 341.\\nof mind is exercise. 317.\\nof nerve or sinew. 482.\\nof twenty men. 108.\\nour castle s, will laugh a siege, 125.\\nour refuge and. 820\\nperfect in weaicness,\\nPhoebus in his. 77.\\nprofaned the God-give:.\\nslight not. 172.\\nto strength, they go from. 821.\\nto the thought, adds. 312.\\ntower of. 68\\nwears away, as my. 670.\\nwisdom overmatch for. 715.\\nStrengthens our nerves. 411.\\nwith his strength. 317.\\nStretch every nerve. 359.\\nout to the crack of doom. 123.\\nStretched metre of an antique song, 161.\\non the rack. 332.\\nupon the plain. 539.\\nStretched-forth necks. 833,\\nStrewed thy grave. 144\\nStricken deefgo weep, let the, 138.\\nin age, well. 813.\\nStride, comes the dark at one. 493.\\nStriding the blast, 118.\\nStrife, clubs typical of. #20.\\ndare the elements to. 550.\\n70", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1135.jp2"}, "1130": {"fulltext": "1106\\nINDEX.\\nStrife, full of pleasure, void of, 209.\\nlet there be no, 812.\\nmadding crowd s ignoble, 385.\\nman of, 835.\\nnone was worth my, 512.\\nof tongues, 819.\\nof truth with falsehood, 657.\\nto heal, no, 482.\\nStrike, afraid to, 327.\\nbut hear, 723.\\nfor your altars, 561.\\nhome in the ambush, 47.\\nmine eyes but not my heart, 178.\\nshook but delayed to, 240.\\nthe blow, themselves must, 541.\\nthen no planets, 127.\\nwhen the iron is hot, 10.\\nwhilst the iron is hot, 10.\\nStriking the electric chain, 545.\\nString attuned to mirth, 584.\\nfew can touch the magic, 636.\\nhempen, under a gallows-tree, 184.\\nmoderation is the silken, 182.\\nwarbled to the, 250.\\nStrings, harp of thousand, 303.\\nmany, to your bow, 15.\\nof steel, heart with, 139.\\nremember what pulls the, 756.\\ntwo, to his bow, 15.\\nStripes, forty, save one, 846.\\nStrive here for mastery, 229.\\nmightily, 72.\\nStrives to touch a star, 29.\\nStriving to better oft we mar, 146.\\nStroke a nettle, 313.\\nfeel the friendly, 295.\\nkept, to the tune of flutes, 157.\\nno second, intend, 229.\\nsome distressful, 150.\\nStrokes, calumnious, 129.\\nfell great oaks, little, 360.\\nmany, with a little axe, 941.\\noverthrow tallest oaks, many, 32.\\nStrong, art subdues the, 314.\\nas death, love is, 832.\\nas flesh and blood, 477.\\nas proofs of holy writ, 154.\\nbattle is not to the, 831.\\ndrink is raging, 827.\\nfor service still, 419.\\nin death, ruling passion, 321.\\nin honesty, I am armed so, 114.\\nmen, not two, 337.\\nnor wester s blowing, 510.\\nnumbers pure and sweetly, 389.\\nonly to destroy, 421.\\nsuffer and be, 613,\\nthings bad begun make, themselves\\nby ill, 121.\\nto run the race, 531.\\nupon the stronger side, 79.\\nweak against the, 653.\\nweak overcome the, 696.\\nwise man is, 828.\\nwithout rage, 257.\\nye are wondrous, 544.\\nStronger by weakness, 221.\\nthan my sex, 112,\\nStrongest, opinion of the, 797.\\nworks in weakest bodies, 141.\\nStrongly it bears us along, 503.\\nloves, suspects yet, 153.\\nStruck eagle, so the, 539.\\nStrucken blind, he that s, 104.\\nStruggle for existence, 622.\\nfor room and food, 622.\\nin a contemptible, 408.\\nmanhood is a, 608.\\nof discordant powers, 409.\\nStruggling for life, man, 370.\\nin the storms of fate, 336.\\nStrumpet wind, beggared by the, 62.\\nwind, embraced by the, 62.\\nStrung, pearls at random, 437.\\nwith his hair, Apollo s lute, 56.\\nStrut before a wanton nymph, 95.\\nStruts and frets his hour, 125.\\nStubble, built on, 245.\\nland at harvest home, 83.\\nStubborn gift, 486.\\nknees, bow, 139.\\npatience, 228.\\nthings, facts are, 392, 800.\\nunlaid ghost, 244.\\nStudded with stars, 568.\\nStudent pale, turns no, 331.\\nStudie was but litel on the bible, 2.\\nStudied in his death, 117.\\nnever to be fairer, 35.\\nStudies, children to be won to, 729.\\nstill air of delightful, 253.\\nStudious let me sit, 356.\\nof change, desultory man, 417.\\nof ease, 671.\\nto please, 366.\\nStudy brings man to religion, 222.\\nin law s grave, 24.\\nis a weariness of flesh, 832.\\nlabour and intent, 253.\\nof a prince, war the only, 407.\\nof imagination, creep into his, 53.\\nof learning, ennamed with the, 254.\\nof mankind is man, 317.\\nof revenge immortal hate, 223.\\nslow of, 57.\\nsome brown, 32.\\nto be quiet, 847.\\nwhat you most affect, 72.\\nStuff as dreams are made on, 43.\\ndisposer of other men s, 175.\\neverything made of one hidden, 601.\\nlife is made of, 360.\\nmade of penetrable, 140.\\nperilous, which weighs upon the heart,\\n125.\\nshould be made of sterner, 113.\\nskimble-skamble, 85.\\nthe head with reading, 332.\\nto try the soul s strength, 649.\\nStuffs out his vacant garments, 79.\\nStumbles at a straw, 29.\\nStumbling on abuse, 106.\\nStuns, Niagara, 395.\\nStupendous manner, awfully, 673.\\nwhole, one, 316.\\nStupid eyes, stood with, 273.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1136.jp2"}, "1131": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1107\\nStupid starers, 319.\\nStupidity, au access of, 371.\\nbe not guilty of, 779.\\nthe gods contend against, 804.\\nSty, fattest hog in Epicurus 393.\\nStyle bewrays us, our, 18G.\\nis the dress of thoughts, 353.\\nis the man himself, 811.\\nof man, highest, 308.\\nrefines, how the, 324.\\nto attain an English, 369.\\nSubdue, disease that must, 317.\\nwhat will not time, 671.\\nSubdues mankind, surpasses or, 543.\\nSubdued by time, 671.\\nto what it works in, 163.\\nSubduing tongue, tip of his, 163.\\nSubject not a slave, 485.\\nof all verse, 179.\\nof my story, honour is the, 110.\\nsuch duty as the, owes, 73.\\nunlike my, shall be my song, 353.\\nwe know a, 372.\\nSubjects wise, were their, 421.\\nSubject s duty is the king s, 92.\\nsoul is his own, 92.\\nSubjection, implied, 232.\\nSublime a thing to suffer, 613.\\nand the ridiculous, 431.\\ndashed to pieces, the, 505.\\nfair large front and eye, 232.\\nin his simplicity, 627.\\nmake our lives, 612.\\nSchiller has the material, 505.\\ntobacco, 555.\\nSublimely bad, fustian is, 327.\\nSubmission, yielded with coy, 232.\\nSubstance might be called, 228.\\nof his greatness, 198.\\nof ten thousand soldiers, 97.\\nof things hoped for, 848.\\ntrue, proves the, 324.\\nSubstantial honours, in more, 406.\\nsmile, one vast, 652.\\nworld, books are a, 477.\\nSuburb of the life elysian, 615.\\nSucceeding, no son of mine, 121.\\nSuccess, heaven is to give, 338.\\nin smallest matter, 756.\\nis man s god, 695.\\nmen judged by their, 795.\\nnot in mortals to command, 297.\\nnothing succeeds like, 858.\\nsecret of, is constancy, 608.*\\nseemed born for, 600.\\nthings ill got had ever bad, 95.\\nwhich includes all others, 609.\\nwith his surcease, 118.\\nSuccessful experiment, full tide of, 435.\\nsoldier, 494.\\nSuccessive rise and fall, 338.\\ntitle long and dark, 268.\\nSuccessors gone before him, 44.\\nSuccour dawns from heaven, 492.\\nus that succour want, 28.\\nSuch a questionable shape, 130.\\nand so various, 391.\\napt and gracious words, 55.\\nSuch as sleep o nights, 111.\\nmaster such man, 20.\\nmistress such Nan, 21.\\nthings to be, 633.\\nSuck forth my soul, 41.\\nmy last breath, 333.\\nSucks, where the bee, 43.\\nSucking dove, gently as any, 57.\\nSuckle fools and chronicle small beer,\\n151.\\nSuckled in a creed outworn, 476.\\nSucklings, babes and, 818.\\nSudden a thought came, 575.\\nand quick in quarrel, 69.\\ncommendations, good at, 101.\\nthought strikes me, 462.\\nSuffer a sea change, 42.\\nand be strong, 613.\\nhell I, seems a heaven, 231.\\nhope of all who, 619.\\nlot of man to, 342.\\nnobler in the mind to, 135.\\nthose who inflict must, 566.\\nwet damnation, 34.\\nwho breathes must, 289.\\nSufferance, corporal, 48.\\nis the badge of all our tribe, 61.\\nSuffered much, he who has, 346.\\nSufferer, best of men was a, 182.\\nSuffering, child of, 636.\\nended with the day, her, 639.\\nsad humanity, 614.\\ntears to human, dull, 482.\\nthey learn in, 566.\\nto be weak is miserable doing or, 223.\\nSufferings, knowledge by, entereth, 620.\\npoets grow by their, 216.\\nto each his, 381.\\nSuffice, could not one, 306.\\nSufficiency, an elegant, 358.\\nto be so moral, no man s, 53.\\nSufficient to have stood, 230.\\nunderstand me that he is, 61.\\nunto the day, 838.\\nSuffusion from that light, 502.\\nSugar o er the devil himself, 135.\\noil vinegar saltness and, 399.\\nSuicide is confession, 533.\\nno refuge from confession but, 533.\\nSuing long to bide, hell it is in, 29.\\nSuit lightly won, 489.\\nof sables, 138.\\nthe action to the word, 137.\\nSuits of solemn black, 127.\\nof woe, trappings and the, 121.\\nout of, with fortune, 66.\\nrogues in buckram, 84.\\nSullein mind, musing in his, 28.\\nSullen dame, our sulky, 451.\\nSullenness against nature, 254.\\nSulphur, land of oat-cakes and, 459.\\nSultans, poets are, 258.\\nSum of all villanies, 359.\\nof earthly bliss, 238.\\nof human things, 437.\\nof more, giving thy, 67.\\nof Shakespeare s wit, 600.\\nSummer bird-cage, 180.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1137.jp2"}, "1132": {"fulltext": "1108\\nINDEX.\\nSummer comes with flower and bee, 571.\\ndust, dry as, 479.\\neternal, gilds them yet, 557.\\neves by haunted stream, 249.\\nfriends, like, 204.\\nlast rose of, 521.\\nlife s a short, 366.\\nmade glorious, 95.\\nnights, dews of, 426.\\nof her age, in the, 276.\\nof your youth, 378.\\none swallow maketh not, 17.\\nsweet as, 101.\\nthy eternal, shall not fade, 161,\\nSummers in a sea of glory, 99.\\nraw inclement, 291.\\nSummer s cloud, like a, 122.\\nday, as one shall see in a, 51.\\nday, hath a, 259.\\neve, one, 589.\\nheat, fantastic, 81.\\nmorn, like a, 502.\\nnoontide air, 227.\\nqueen, would grace a, 492.\\nripening breath, 106.\\nrose or vernal bloom, 230.\\nSummit, from the eastern, 673.\\nlinger and play on its, 529.\\nSummon from the past, 614.\\nup remembrance, 161.\\nup the blood, 91.\\nSummons, thee to heaven or to hell, 119,\\nupon a fearful, 126.\\nwhen thy, comes, 572.\\nSummum nee metuas diem, 240.\\nSun, all except their, is set, 557.\\nand shade, through, 627.\\nas the, drew the morning dew, 270.\\naweary of the, gin to be, 126.\\nbales unopened to the, 307.\\nbefore the worshipped, 104.\\nbehold for the last time the, 533.\\nbenighted under the midday, 244.\\ncandle to the, 191, 263, 311.\\ncannot be looked at with a steady eye,\\n794.\\nchildren of the, 311.\\nclouds around the setting, 478.\\ncommon, the air the skies, 386.\\ncourses even with the, 178.\\ndeclines, our wishes lengthen as our,\\n309.\\ndedicate his beauty to the, 104.\\ndewdrop from the, 486.\\ndoubt the, doth move, 133.\\ndropped from the zenith, 225.\\ndry, dry wind, 21.\\nearly rising, 202.\\nfruit I bore was the, 740.\\ngo down upon your wrath, 847.\\ngoes round, take all the rest the, 220.\\ngorgeous as the midsummer, 86.\\ngrow dim with age, 299.\\ngrows cold, till the, 666.\\nhalf in, half in shade, 523.\\nhas left the lea, the, 494.\\nhills ancient as the, 572.\\nhooting at the glorious, 501.\\nSun impearls on every leaf, 235.\\nin all his state, 639.\\nin his coming, meet the, 529.\\nin my dominions never sets, 804.\\nin the firmament, knowledge is the,\\n530.\\nin the lap of Thetis, 213.\\ninto the warm, 17, 785.\\nis a thief, 109.\\nJuliet is the, 105.\\nlet others hail the rising, 387.\\nlivery of the burnished, 62.\\nloss of the, 353.\\nlove is nature s second, 35.\\nlow descending, 688.\\nmagic potent over, 482.\\nmore worshipped the rising, 726.\\nmyself in Huncamunca s eyes, 363.\\nnebulous star we call the, 630.\\nnever sets in Spanish dominions, 495.\\nnever sets on the empire of Charles\\nV., 804.\\nno new tiling under the, 830.\\nno, no moon no morn, 586.\\nnot polluted, 764.\\nof heaven shall shine, 101.\\nof righteousness, 836.\\nof York, 95.\\non the upland lawn, 386.\\npasses through dirty places, 169.\\npay no worship to the garish, 107.\\npleasant the, 233.\\npleasant to behold the, 831.\\nreflecting upon the mud, 169.\\nsets to rise again, my, 651.\\nsetting, and music at the close, 81.\\nsetting and rising, 747.\\nshall not smite thee by day, 824.\\nshine sweetly on my grave, 428.\\nshines everywhere, the, 76.\\nshines, make hay when the, 10, 787,\\nshineth upon the dunghill, 169.\\nshut doors against a setting, 109.\\nsnatches from the, 109.\\nspinsters and knitters in the, 75.\\nspots and clouds in the, 189.\\nsweet-heart of the, 584.\\ntapers to the, 443.\\nthat side the, is upon, 523.\\ntinged by the rising, 677.\\nto me is dark, 241.\\nto-morrow s, may never rise, 295.\\nto spy my shadow in the, 96.\\ntrue as the dial to the, 215, 306.\\nunpolluted, 169.\\nup rose Emilie and up rose the, 2.\\nupon an Easter-day, 256.\\nupon the upland lawn, 386.\\nwalk about the orb like the, 76.\\nwalks under the midday, 244.\\nwarms in the, 316.\\nweb that whitens in the, 526.\\nwhich passeth through pollutions, 169.\\nwill pierce the thickest cloud, 650.\\nwith the setting, 225.\\nworld without a, 513.\\nSuns, earth could not bear two, 732.\\nlight of setting, 467.", 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Afric s, 536.\\nopenings, spots of, 536.\\nyears, life formed of, 679.\\nSunset of life, t is the, 514.\\ntree, come to the, 570.\\nSunshine and in shade, in, 679.\\naye shall light the sky, 653.\\nbroken in the rill, 526.\\nfollows the rain, 664.\\nin one eternal, 571.\\nin the shady place, 27.\\nis a glorious birth, the, 477.\\nmakes em all sweet-scented, 660.\\nof the breast, 381.\\nsettles on its head, eternal, 397.\\nthe soul s calm, 319.\\nto the sunless land, 4S6.\\nSupercilious, my sanctum, 5S6.\\nSuperfluities, happiness lies in. 73S.\\nSuperfluity comes sooner by white hairs,\\n60.\\nSuperfluous lags the veteran, 365.\\nthe, very necessary thing, 801.\\nSuperiority of educated men, 762.\\nSupinely stay, fools, 444.\\nSupped full with horrors, 125.\\nSupper, man made after, 90.\\nnourishment called, 54.\\nproper time for, 7G3.\\nwhat say you to such a. 561.\\nSuppliance of a minute, 129.\\nSupply, last and best, 322.\\non promise of, 88.\\nSupport of the state governments, 435.\\nwhat is low, raise and, 223.\\nSups and goes to bed, 263.\\nSureease, success with his, 118.\\nSure and certain hope, 851.\\nand firm-set earth, 119.\\nas a gun, 277, 786.\\nSure card, he s a, 277.\\nmake assurance double, 123.\\nof. what a man has he is, 791.\\nSurely you 11 grow double, 466.\\nSurer to prosper, 226.\\nSurety for a stranger, 825.\\nSurface flow, straws upon the, 275.\\nlook beneath the, 753.\\nSurfeit out of action, 102.\\nreigns, no crude, 245.\\nwith too much, 60.\\nSurfeiting the appetite may sicken, 74.\\nSurge may sweep, where er the, 542.\\nwhose liquid, resolves, 109.\\nSurges lash the sounding shore, 324.\\nSurgeons keep their instruments, as, 750.\\nSurgery, honour no skill in, 87.\\nhurt past all, 152.\\nSurging sea outweighs, the, G02.\\nSurpass, nothing earthly could, 550.\\nSurpasses or subdues, 543.\\nSurpassing beauty. 702.\\nSurprise, that testified. 273.\\nSurprises, millions of. 20\\nSurrender, unconditional, 664.\\nSurrenders, dies but never, 810.\\nSurvey, monarch of all 1^ 416.\\nour empire, 550.\\nSurvival of the fittest, 622, 6S1.\\nSurvive or perish, live or die, 530.\\nSuspect, ornament of beauty is, 162.\\nteaches them, 62.\\nSuspects yet strongly loves, 153.\\nSuspended oar. drip of the, 543.\\nSuspicion, Ca sar\\\\s wife above, 727.\\nhaunts the guilty mind, 95.\\nsleeps at wisdom s gate, 231.\\nSwain, dull, treads on it dail}-, 245,\\nfrugal, 392.\\nremote from cities lived a, 348.\\nSwallow a camel, 840.\\nand blow at the same moment, 701.\\nby flying, as the. 828.\\none, niaketh not summer, 17.\\nthat come before the. 77.\\nSwallow s wings, flies with, 97.\\nSwallow-flights of song. 632.\\nSwallowed a ramrod, 744.\\nSwam before my sight, 333.\\nin a gondola. 71.\\nSwamps, Oswego spreads her, 395.\\nSwan and shadow, float double, 474.\\ncygnet to the pale faint, 80.\\nJupiter in the form of a, 32.\\nMantuan. ages ere the, 414.\\nof Avon, sweet, 179.\\non still St. Mary s lake, 474.\\nspreads his snowy sail, the, 677.\\nto act the part of a, 743.\\nSwans are geese, all our, 188.\\nseem whiter when by crows. 7S1.\\nSwan-like end fading in music, 63.\\nlet me sing and die, 558.\\nSwarm, not good for the bee not for the,\\n754.\\nSwashing and martial outside, 66.\\nblow, remember thy, 104.\\nSway, above this sceptred, 64.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1139.jp2"}, "1134": {"fulltext": "1110\\nINDEX.\\nSway, give solely sovereign, 117.\\nimpious men bear, 298.\\nlittle rule a little, 358.\\nno limit to their, 550,\\nof magic potent, 482.\\npeace and pride of, 339.\\nprevailed with double, 397.\\nrequired with gentle, 232.\\nsweeping whirlwind s, 383.\\nwith absolute, 670.\\nSwear an eternal friendship, 462, 798.\\nby yonder blessed moon, I, 106.\\nI eat and eat, I, 93.\\nnot by the moon, 106.\\nto the truth of a song, 287.\\nwhen you rant and, 274.\\nSwears a prayer or two, 105.\\nwith so much grace, 281.\\nSweareth to his own hurt, 818.\\nSweat but for promotion, 67.\\nfor duty not for meed, 67.\\nmuck of, 402.\\nof my brows, 785.\\nof thy face, in the, 812.\\nunder a weary life, 136.\\nSweats to death, Falstaff 84.\\nSweaty haste, 126.\\nSweep on you fat and greasy citizens, 67,\\nSweeping whirlwind s sway, 3S3.\\nSweeps a room, who, 204.\\nclean, new broom, 16.\\nSweet Afton, flow gently, 449.\\nAlice whose hair was so brown, 6S0.\\nall that s, was made to be lost, 522.\\nand bitter fancy, food of, 71.\\nand cunning hand, nature s own, 74.\\nand fair she seems to be, 220.\\nand fair, so wondrous, 220.\\nand musical as Apollo s lute, 56.\\nand twenty, kiss me, 75.\\nand virtuous soul, 204.\\nand voluble is his discourse, 55.\\napproach of even, 230.\\nare the uses of adversity, 67.\\nas English air could make her, 629.\\nas summer, 101.\\nas the primrose, 398.\\nas year by year we lose, 569.\\nattractive grace, 232.\\nattractive kinde of grace, 23.\\nAuburn loveliest village, 395.\\nbeautiful as, 308.\\nbells jangled out of tune, 136.\\nbitter past more welcome is the, 74.\\nbut then how, it was, 650.\\nby distance made more, 477.\\nchildish days, 470.\\ncivilities of life, 273.\\ncounsel together, we took, 820.\\ncruelly, are the echoes, 654.\\nday so cool so calm, 204.\\ndays and roses, 204.\\ndiscourse, Sydneian showers of, 259.\\ndisorder in the dress, 201.\\nevery, its sour, 404.\\nflowers are springing, 524.\\nfood of knowledge, 34,\\ngirl graduates, 629.\\nSweet heard melodies are, 576.\\nheart of the sun, 584.\\nin cadence, upon the ear, 422.\\nin communion, 235.\\nin discourse more, 228.\\nin every whispered word, 551.\\nin faith to muse, 569.\\nin his mouth, wickedness, 817.\\ninfluences of Pleiades, 818.\\nis every sound, 630.\\nis pleasure after pain, 271.\\nis revenge to women, 556.\\nis solitude, how passing, 416.\\nis the breath of morn, 233.\\nland of liberty, 619.\\nlittle cherub sits up aloft, 436.\\nlook that nature wears, 613.\\nlovely fair and smellest so, 155.\\nmilk of concord, 124.\\nmood, in that, 466.\\nmorsel under his tongue, 283.\\nnot lasting, 129.\\nnothing half so, in life, 521.\\nPhosphor bring the day, 203.\\npoison for the age s tooth, 78.\\npoison of misused wine, 243.\\npsalmist of Israel, 815.\\nreluctant amorous delay, 232..\\nrepast and calm repose, 386.\\nrevenge at first though, 238.\\nrose would smell as, 105.\\nshady side of Pall Mall, 432.\\nsilent thought, sessions of, 161.\\nsimplicity of the three per cents, 610.\\nsleep of a labouring man is, 830.\\nsmels al around, 28.\\nso coldly, so deadly fair, 548.\\nso, was ne er so fatal, 156.\\nsoftly, in Lydian measures, 272.\\nsolitude is, 416.\\nsorrow, parting is such, 106.\\nsound, o er my ear like the, 74.\\nsouth, o er my ear like the, 74.\\nspring full of sweet days, 204.\\nstolen waters are, 825.\\nswan of Avon, 179.\\nsweets to the, 144.\\ntears, fountain of, 469.\\nthe dream of home, 525.\\nthe lily grows, how, 533.\\nthe moonlight sleeps, how, 65.\\ntheir memory still, 422.\\nto hear the watch-dog s bark, 556.\\nto live with them is far less, 521.\\nto make the end most, 80.\\nto wear a crown, 94.\\ntooth in his head, 33.\\ntruly the light is, 831.\\nunderstanding, for thy more, 54.\\nupon the ear in cadence, 422.\\nvoices, your most, 103.\\nwill, at his own, 470.\\nwith musk-roses and eglantine, 58.\\nSweets compacted lie, where, 204.\\ndiffuse their balmy, 398.\\nfeast of nectared, 245.\\nfly lost in the, 348.\\nlast taste of, is sweetest last, 81.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1140.jp2"}, "1135": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n1111\\nSweets of Burn-mill meadow, 474.\\nof forgetfuluess, 428.\\nstolen, are best, 297.\\nto the sweet, 144.\\nwilderness of, 235.\\nSweeten my imagination, 148.\\npresent joy, 588.\\nthis little hand, 124.\\nSweetened every musk-rose, 245.\\nSweetener of life, 354.\\nSweeter for thee despairing, 452.\\npains of love be, 276.\\nrose in the bud is, 33.\\nthan honey, 819.\\nthan the lids of Juno s eyes, 77.\\nthy voice, 630.\\nSweetest eyes were ever seen, 621.\\nflowres in the forrest, 28.\\ngarland to the sweetest maid, 314.\\nmelodies are those, 477.\\nShakespeare fancy s child, 249.\\nthing that ever grew, 472.\\nSweetheart, Tray Blanch and, 147=\\nSweetly, ful, in hire nose, 1.\\nplayed in tune, 451.\\nshe bade me adieu, 380.\\nsing, brightly smile, 563.\\nuttered knowledge, 34.\\nwere forsworn, 49.\\nSweetness and light, 291.\\nin the desert air, 385.\\ninstil a wanton, 357.\\nlinked, long drawn out, 249.\\nloathe the taste of, 86.\\nof proportion, preserving the, 178.\\non the desert air, 385.\\nyieldeth proof, 484.\\nSwell bosom with thy fraught, 155.\\nmusic with its voluptuous, 542.\\nthe soul to rage, 272.\\nSwells from the vale, cliff that, 397.\\nthe gale, note that, 386.\\nthe note of praise, 384.\\nSwelling act, prologues to the, 116.\\nand limitless billows, 503.\\nof the voiceful sea, 503.\\nSwift as a shadow, 57.\\nexpires a driveller and a show, 305.\\nis less than to be wise, 341.\\nrace is not to the, 831.\\ntime too, 24.\\nto hear, be, 849.\\ntoo, arrives as tardy as too slow, 107\\ntrue hope is, 97.\\nSwifter than a weaver s shuttle, 816.\\nSwiftly glides the bonnie boat, 674.\\nSwiftness, curb his, 572.\\nnever ceasing, O, 24.\\nSwift-winged arrows of light, 416.\\nSwim before my sight, temples, 333.\\nhow we apples. 291.\\nin, naughty night to, 147.\\nsink or, live or die, 530.\\nto yonder point, 110.\\nSwims or sinks or wades, 230.\\nSwimmer in his agony, 557,\\nSwimmingly, matters will go, 791.\\nSwine, pearls before, 838.\\nSwine, shear, all cry and no wool, 211.\\ntoo rich a pearl for carnal, 213.\\nI Swine s snout, jewel in a, 826.\\nI Swinged the dragon, 78.\\nSwinges the scaly horror, 251.\\nSwinging round the circle, 678.\\nSwinish gluttony, 246.\\nmultitude, 410.\\nSwoop, at one fell, 124.\\nSword against nation, 832.\\nchase brave employment with a naked.\\n205.\\nedge sharper than the, 160.\\nfamous by my, 257.\\nflesh his virgin, 346.\\nfleshed thy maiden, 87.\\nglorious by my, 257.\\nglued to my scabbard, 194.\\ngood, rust, 502.\\nhas laid him low, another s, 514.\\nI with, will open, 45.\\npen mightier than the, 606.\\nstir the fire with a, 765.\\ntake away the, 606.\\nthe avenging, unsheathe, 804.\\nthe brave man draws, 339.\\nthe deputed, 47.\\nworse than the, 189.\\nSwords into ploughshares, 832.\\nleaped from their scabbards, 409.\\nsheathed their, for lack of argument,\\n91.\\ntwenty of their, 105.\\nSworn twelve, 47.\\nSycamore-tree, under a, 406.\\nSydneian showers, 259.\\nSyene Meroe Nilotic isle, 240.\\nSyllable, chase a panting, 416.\\nmen s names, 243.\\nNo, could not pronounce that, 730.\\nof recorded time, to the last, 125.\\nSyllables govern the world, 196.\\njar with time, 180.\\nSylvia in the night, except I be by, 44.\\nSympathetic tear, the, 387.\\ntears, sacred source of, 382,\\nSympathy cold to distant misery, 430.\\nthe silver link the secret, 488.\\nwith sounds, in souls, 421.\\nSynonym, for the devil, 590.\\nSyrops, lucent, 575.\\nSyrups, drowsy, of the world, 154.\\nSystem, hub of the solar, 638.\\nSystems into ruin hurled, 315.\\nT, fitted him to a, 375.\\nperformed to a, 772.\\nTabernacles of Israel, 813.\\nTabitha, disciple named, 843.\\nTable, crumbs which fall from the, 840\u00e2\u0080\u009e\\nearth, whose, 555.\\ngeneral joy of the whole, 122.\\nhead of the, 790.\\nof my memory, 132.\\non a roar, set the, 144.\\nwrite it before them in a, 834.\\nTables, make it plain upon, 836.\\nmy tables, 132.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1141.jp2"}, "1136": {"fulltext": "1112\\nINDEX.\\nTables near a thousand, pined, 465.\\nthe marriage, 128.\\nTable-talk, serve for, 64, 775.\\nTackle trim, sails filled, 242.\\nTail, baited with a dragon s, 217.\\neel of science by the, 331.\\nfox when he lost his, 186.\\ngo to the ground, 10.\\nhorror of his folded, 251.\\nmonstrous, our cat has got, 285.\\nof rhyme, dock the, 635.\\nTails of both hung down behind, 510.\\nof sparrows, salt upon the, 291.\\nTailor lown, he called the, 152.\\nTailor s news, swallowing a, 80.\\nTaint with fear, I cannot, 124.\\nTainted, in law what plea so, 63.\\nwether of the flock, 64.\\nTake all the rest, 220.\\nany shape but that, 122.\\naway the sword, 606.\\nbetter to give than to, It.\\ncare of the pence, 352.\\neach man s censure, 130.\\nheed lest he fall, 845.\\nher up tenderly, 586.\\nhim for all in all, 128.\\nI give it willingly, 806.\\nknowledge we must snatch not, 320.\\nmine ease in mine inn, 86.\\nno note of him, 52.\\nno note of time, 306.\\nnote take note O world, 154.\\nO boatman thrice thy fee, 806.\\nO take those lips away, 49.\\nphysic pomp, 147.\\nsome savage woman, 626.\\nsome to pleasure, 321.\\nthe current when it serves, 115.\\nthe good the gods provide thee, 272.\\nthe prison d soul, 244.\\nthine ease eat drink, 824.\\ntime enough, 351.\\nwhat Thou wilt away, 421.\\nwho have the power, they should, 473.\\nye each a shell, 672.\\nyou a button-hole lower, 56.\\nTaken at the flood, 115.\\nthat which he hath shall be, 841.\\nto be well shaken when, 454.\\nTakin notes, a chiel s amang ye, 449,\\nTaking, what a, was he in, 46.\\nTaking-off, deep damnation of his, 118.\\nTale, a plain, shall put you down, 85.\\nan honest, speeds best, 71.\\nas t was said to me, 487.\\nevery, condemns me, 97.\\nevery shepherd tells his, 248.\\nevery tongue brings in a several, 97.\\nhope tells a flattering, 683.\\nhope told a flattering, 683.\\nin everything, find a, 466.\\nmakes up life s, 502.\\nmoon takes up the wondrous, 300.\\nmust be told by moonlight, 594.\\nof a tub, some, 772.\\nof Troy divine, 250.\\nold, and often told, 489.\\nTale or history, ever hear by, 57.\\nor song, never yet heard in, 243.\\npoint a moral or adorn a, 365.\\nround unvarnished, 150.\\nschoolboy s, a, 541.\\nso sad so tender and so true, 380.\\ntellen his, untrewe, 2.\\nthat I relate, 417.\\nthat is told as a, 822.\\ntheir music tells, many a, 523.\\nthereby hangs a, 68, 73, 773.\\nt is an old, 489.\\ntold by an idiot, 125.\\ntold by moonlight alone, 594.\\ntold his soft, 295.\\ntwice-told, tedious as a, 79, 345.\\nunfold, I could a, 131.\\nuntrue, lest men suspect your, 349.\\nwhich holdeth children, 34.\\nwhoso shall telle a, 2.\\nTales, aged ears play truant at his, 55.\\nfairy, did tell, 583.\\nfear in children increased with, 164.\\nif ancient, say true, 540.\\nof sorrow done, 396.\\nout of school, 12.\\nsaddest of all, 560.\\nthat to me were so dear, 581.\\nTalent, his single, well employed, 366,\\none, is too much for a cynic, 732.\\nTalents, Dryden possessed of splendid,\\n590.\\nin a man s power, 662.\\nTalismans and spells, 422.\\nTalk and never think, ISO.\\ncalm familiar, 341.\\nhow he will, 281.\\nis of bullocks, 837.\\nloves to hear himself, 107.\\nnight is crept upon our, 115.\\nof dreams, true I, 105.\\nof graves of worms, 81.\\nof nothing but business, 810.\\nof nothing but high life, 402.\\nof nothing but his horse, 61.\\nof the lips, 826.\\none thing think another, 710.\\nonly to conceal the mind, 310.\\nspent an hour s, withal, 55.\\nto conceal the mind, 310.\\ntoo much, think too little and, 268.\\nwho never think, they always, 287.\\nwith our past hours, 307.\\nwith, witty to, 256.\\nwith you walk with you, 61.\\nTalks of roaring lions, 78.\\nTalked like poor Poll, 388.\\nLord how it, 197.\\nof me, I believe they, 305.\\nTalker, he is a, 698.\\nTalkers, good, only found in Paris, 769.\\nTalking age, for, 395.\\nFrenchman always, 374.\\ngood old man, he will be, 52.\\nspark, a conceited, 390.\\nTall ancestral trees, 569.\\ndaughter of the gods divinely, 624.\\nfellow, many a good, S3.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1142.jp2"}, "1137": {"fulltext": "ISDEX\\n1113\\nTall men had empty heads, 170.\\noaks from little acorns grow, 459..\\nto reach the pole, so, 303.\\nTally, score and, no books but, 94.\\nTarn was glorious, 451.\\nTame, no charm can, 670.\\nthe heyday in the blood is, 140\\nthe tongue no man can, 849.\\nvillatic fowl, 242.\\nTamer of the human breast, 382.\\nTamie glowred amazed, 451.\\nTangled web we weave, 490.\\nTangles of Nesera s hair, 247.\\nTaper cheers the vale, yon, 402.\\nglows, while yet the, 805.\\nTapers, answer ye evening, 636.\\nswim before my sight, 333.\\nto the sun, glimmering, 443.\\nTaper s light, hope like the, 399.\\nTapestry, speech like to, 723.\\nTar water is of a nature so mild, 312.\\nTar s labour, cheers the, 555.\\nTara s halls, harp through, 519.\\nTardy as too slow, too swift as, 107.\\nTarnished gold, black with, 456.\\nTarry at Jericho, 815.\\nTarsus, ship of, 242.\\nTask, common, trivial round, 569.\\ndelightful, 355.\\nis smoothly done, now my, 246.\\nwhose sore, 126.\\nTasks, most difficult of, 480.\\nTask-master s eye, in my great, 252.\\nTassels, the larch has hung his, 571.\\nTaste, choice of Attic, 252.\\nlast, of sweets is sweetest last, 81,\\nman s hand is not able to, 58,\\nnever, who always drink, 287.\\nnot handle not, 847,\\nof death but once, the valiant, 112.\\nof sweetness, loathe the, 86.\\nof your quality, give us a, 134,\\nsans, sans everything, 69.\\nthe whole of it, let me, 650.\\nwith a little more, 800.\\nwhose mortal, brought death, 223.\\nTastes of men, various are the, 391.\\nTasted, some books to be, 168.\\nTattered clothes, through, 148.\\nensign down, tear her, 635.\\nTatters, tear a passion to, 137.\\nTaught, afterward he, 2.\\nbeing, return to plague, 118.\\nbut first he folwed it, 2.\\nby that power, 402.\\nby time, 346.\\nfollowing what we are, 744.\\nhappy is he born or, 174.\\nher dazzling fence, 246.\\nhighly fed and lowly, 73.\\nhim shame, love, 273.\\nme at last to forget thee, 682.\\nme, folly s all they, 522.\\nmen must be, 325.\\nmind what I am, 535.\\nsaints who, 313.\\nthe wheedling arts, 348.\\nto stray, science never, 315.\\nTaught too much quickness ever to be,\\n321.\\nus how to die, 313.\\nus how to live, 313.\\nTavern, one flash of it within the, 768.\\nor inn, a good, 372.\\nTawny lion, half appeared the, 236.\\nTax for being eminent, 291.\\nnot you you elements, 146.\\nTaxes, death and, 361.\\nTaxation, pressure of, 462.\\nTaxed horse and bridle, 462.\\ntop, whips his, 462.\\nTea, glad I was not born before, 461.\\nsome sipping, 468.\\nsometimes take, 326.\\nthank God for, 461.\\nwhat would the world do without, 461.\\nwithout a stratagem, take her, 311.\\nTeach bloody instructions, 118.\\ngladly would he learn and, 2.\\nhim how to live, 425.\\nhim how to tell my story, 151.\\nin song, what they, 566.\\nme to feel another s woe, 334,\\nmen to die, 774.\\nmen to live, 774.\\nsouls to souls can never, 653.\\nthe rest to sneer, 327.\\nthe young idea how to shoot, 355.\\nthee safety, ladyship is by to, 79.\\nus to number our days, 822.\\nTeacher, let nature be your, 466.\\nTeachers, more understanding than my,\\n823.\\nTeacher s doctrine sanctified, 483.\\nTeaching by examples, philosophy, 304.\\nTeachings, list to nature s, 572.\\nTeam of little atomies, 104.\\nof sparrows, 31.\\nTeapot, tempest in a, 767.\\nTear a passion to tatters, 137.\\nbe duly shed for thee, 390.\\nbetwixt a smile and, 546.\\ncost a sigh a, 433.\\ndrop a, 259.\\ndrop a, and bid adieu, 671.\\ndrying up a single, 559.\\neach others eyes, 302.\\nevery woe can claim a, 548.\\nfalling of a, 497.\\nfollowed perhaps by a smile, 416.\\nfor pity, he hath a, 90.\\nforgot as soon as shed, 381.\\ngave to misery all he had a, 386.\\nher tattered ensign down, 635.\\nhomage of a, 541.\\nin her eye, 489.\\nlaw w-hich moulds a, 456.\\nman without a, 516.\\nmeed of some melodious, 247.\\none particular, 163.\\npassage of an angel s, 576.\\nperhaps t will cost a sigh a, 433.\\nrecording angel dropped a, 379.\\nstain it with hypocritic, 571.\\nstands trembling in her eye, 343.\\nsympathetic, the, 387.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1143.jp2"}, "1138": {"fulltext": "1114\\nINDEX.\\nTear that flows for others woes, 424.\\nthat we shed, 519.\\nthe groan the knell, 562.\\nvapour melting in a, 346.\\nwiped with a little address, 416,\\nTears, accept these grateful, 340.\\nall her sorrow all her, 508.\\nall in vain, 668.\\nand laughter, 620.\\nand love for the gray, 668.\\nand smiles, kisses, 474.\\nbeauty smiling in her, 513.\\nbeguile her of her, 150.\\nbehold their, hear their cries, 804.\\nbig round, in piteous chase, 67.\\nchild of misery baptized in, 427.\\ncrocodile, 38, 191.\\ndim with childish, 471.\\ndip their wings in, 632.\\ndown Pluto s cheek, 250,\\ndrop fast as the Arabian trees, 157.\\ndue to human suffering, 482.\\nflattered to, 575.\\nfor the blue, love and, 668.\\nfountain of sweet, 469.\\nfrom some divine despair, 630.\\nhence these, 702.\\nher humblest mirth and, 468.\\nher income, 204.\\nidle tears, 630.\\nif you have, prepare to shed them\\nnow, 113.\\nin secret in silence and, 682.\\nleaves millions in, 655.\\nlike Niobe all, 128.\\nlove embalmed in, 491.\\nmust stop for every drop, 585.\\nno, dim the sweet look, 613.\\nnor all your, wash out a word, 768,\\nnothing is here for, 242.\\nof bearded men, 489.\\nof boyhood s years, 523.\\nof the sky for loss of the sun, 353.\\nof woe, smiles of joy, 524.\\nparted in silence and, 539.\\nresolves the moon into salt, 109.\\nshall drown the wind, 118.\\nshe stood in, 575.\\nso weary of toil and of, 668.\\nsome natural, they dropped, 240.\\nsource of sympathetic, 382.\\nsuch as angels weep, 225.\\nthat speak, 262.\\nthoughts too deep for, 478.\\nto raise the dead with, 697.\\nvale of, beyond this, 497.\\nwept away in transient, 679.\\nwept each other s, 611.\\nwet with unseen, 497.\\nwronged orphans 194.\\nTeche, and gladly, 2.\\nTechstone, war s red, 660.\\nTedious as a king, 52.\\nas a twice-told tale, 79, 345.\\nas go o er, returning as, 123.\\nas to work, to sport as, 83.\\nthinking his prattle to be, 82.\\nTeeth are set on edge, the children s, 835.\\nTeeth, drunkard clasp his, 34.\\nof time, give lettered pomp to, 618.\\nsans eyes sans taste sans, 69.\\nskin of my, escaped with the, 817.\\nspite of his, 8.\\nTell a hundred, might, 129.\\nall my bones, I may, 819.\\nhow the truth may be, I cannot, 487.\\nit not in Gath, 814.\\nme not in mournful numbers, 612.\\nme the tales, 581.\\nme where, gentle shepherd, 672.\\nthem they are men, 381.\\nwho can, save he, 550.\\nTellen his tale untrewe, 2.\\nTell-tale women, hear these, 97,\\nTemper, blest with, 321.\\njustice with mercy, 239.\\nman of such a feeble, 110.\\nthy steady, 297.\\ntouch of celestial, 234.\\nwhich bears the better, 93.\\nwhose unclouded ray, 321.\\nTempers the wind, God, 379.\\nTemperance more difficult than absti-\\nnence, 375.\\nthat may give it smoothness, 137.\\nTemperate and furious in a moment, 120.\\nwill, the reason firm the, 475.\\nTempest, description of a, 767.\\nin a teapot, 707,\\nitself lags behind, 416.\\nsuch calms after every, 151.\\ntracts of calm from, 634.\\nTempests, glasses itself in, 547.\\nroar, billows never break nor, 295.\\nTempest s breath prevail, the, 542.\\nTempestuous petticoat, 201.\\nTemple, better than in the, lost, 768.\\nbuilt to God, 206\\nFame s proud, 428.\\nhangs on Dian s, 103.\\nLord s anointed, 120.\\nnothing ill can dwell in such a, 43.\\nof Diana, burnt the, 219.\\nof silence and reconciliation, 592.\\nwhere God hath a, 192.\\nTemples bare, my, 501.\\ndedicated to God, 529.\\ngroves were God s first, 573.\\nlike gold nails in, 658.\\nof his gods, 593.\\nsolemn, the great globe itself, 43.\\nswim before my sight, 333.\\nTempora mutantur, 550.\\nTemporal power, force of, 64.\\nTemporary safety, little, 359.\\nTemptation, safe from, 615.\\nthat endureth, 848.\\nwhy comes, 651.\\nTempted her with word too large, 52.\\nTempter, so glozed the, 239.\\nTen commandments, my, 93.\\nhours to the world allot, 438.\\nlow words in one dull line, 324.\\nupper, thousand, 580, 655.\\nwinters more, ran he on, 276.\\nyears war, cause of a long, 280.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1144.jp2"}, "1139": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1115\\nTenable in your silence. 129.\\nTenantless. graves stood, 126.\\nsave to the wind. 543.\\nTend, to thee we, 307.\\nTendance spend, in so long, 30.\\ntouched by her fair. 237.\\nTender and so true. 380.\\nand true. Douglas\\nfor another s pain. 351.\\nTeuderest. the bravest are the, 660.\\ntouch, we feel the. 27-4.\\nTender-hearted stroke a nettle, 313.\\nTenderly, take her up. 586.\\nTendrils strong, with. 177.\\nTenement of clay. 267.\\nTeneriff or Atlas unrenioved. 234.\\nTenets, his faith in some nice, 200.\\nturn with books. 321.\\nTenor of his way. 12-5.\\nof their way. noiseless. 385.\\nTent, nightly pitch my moving. 407.\\nthat searches to the bottom. 1\\nTents, fold their, like the Arabs. 614.\\nhow goodly are thy, S13.\\nof wickedness. 821.\\ntheir silent, are spread. 681.\\nTented field, action in the. 150.\\nTenth transmitter of a foolish face. 3.54.\\nTenui musam meditamur a vena. 460.\\nTermagant, o er-doing. 137.\\nTerms, good set. 68.\\nin plain. 62.\\nlitigious, 253.\\nTerrace walk. a. 289.\\nTerrible as an army with banners. 832.\\nas hell, fierce as ten furies. 228.\\nhe rode alone. Bll.\\nman with a terrible name. 507.\\nTerritories, no slave. 619.\\nTerror, death armed with a new. 528.\\nin your threats, there is no. 111.\\nshadows have struck more, 97.\\nso spake the grisly. 229.\\nTerrors, king of. 517.\\nTest, bring me to the. 141.\\nof ridicule, truth the. 444.\\nof truth, ridicule the. 578.\\nTestament as worldlings, a. 07.\\nblessing of the old, 164.\\nof bleeding war. open the purple. 52.\\nTester I 11 have in pouch. 45.\\nTestimonies, thy. are my meditat\\n823b\\nTestimony, law and the. 533.\\nTesty pleasant fellow. 300.\\nTestyment. no finder than my. 658.\\nTetchy and wayward. 97.\\nTether time or tide. 451.\\nText. God takes a. 205.\\nmany a holy, she strews. 355.\\nneat rivulet of. 442.\\nThais sits beside thee, lovely. 272.\\nThames, with no allaying. -o9.\\nThane, your face my. 117.\\nThank G-od you are rid of a knave. 52.\\nheaven fasting. 70.\\nme no thanks. 105.\\nthe Eternal Power. 3S0.\\nThank thee Jew for teaching me that\\nword, 05.\\nyou for nothing. 750.\\nyou for your voices. 103.\\nyou I owe you one. 454.\\nThanks and use. both, 40.\\neven poor in. 134.\\nevermore. KL\\nfor this relief much. 120.\\nof millions yet to be. 562.\\ntaken with equal. 137.\\nthe exchequer of the poor, 51.\\nwords are but empty. 290.\\nThanked, when I *m not. at ail. 302.\\nThankful, rest and be, 859.\\nThankless arrant. 25.\\nchild, to have a. 146.\\ninconsistent man, I Yi\\nmuse, meditate the. 247.\\nThat and a that. 447.\\never I was born. 133.\\nhas been and may be. 473.\\nis flat. 55.\\nit should come to this, 125.\\nthat is is. 77.\\nwithout or this or. 332.\\nThatched cottage, my Lowly,\\nThaw and resolve itself into a dew. 127.\\nTheatre, as in a. 52.\\nuniverse as a. 777.\\nworld s a. the earth a stage. 104.\\nTheban. this same learned. 147.\\nThebes or Pelops line. 250.\\nThebes s streets, walked about in. 517.\\nThee, there s no living with. 300.\\nTheirs but to do and die. 628.\\nnot to make reply.\\nnot bo reason why. S28.\\nTheme, example as it is my. 257.\\nre my. 530.\\nglad diviner s. 268.\\nif on my. I rightly think. 793.\\nimperial, of the. 110.\\nThemes, our wonted. 204.\\nTheoric. bookish. 149.\\nTheory, condition not a.\\nThere is no death. 015.\\nneither here nor. 156.\\nThereby hangs a tale. 05. 73.\\nThermopylae, to make a new. 557.\\nThese are thy glorious works. 235.\\nThespis professor of our art. 274.\\nThetis, sun in the lap of. 213.\\nThey conquer love that run away.\\nwere they are they yet shall be, 496.\\nThick and thin, through. 25. 209. 754=\\n790.\\nas autumnal leaves. 224.\\nmuddy ill-seeming. 73.\\nThick-coming fancies. 125.\\nThick-ribbed ice. region of. 45.\\nThick- warbled notes. 241.\\nThief, apparel fits your. 49.\\ndoth fear each bush an officer. 95.\\neach thing s a. 109.\\nearth s a. 109.\\nin the sworn twelve. 47.\\nmoon s an arrant, 109.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1145.jp2"}, "1140": {"fulltext": "1116\\nINDEX.\\nThief of time, procrastination is the, 307.\\nsteals something from the, 151.\\nsun s a, the sea s a, 109.\\nto catch a thief, 730.\\nto the gallows, more followers than a,\\n213.\\nwhich the justice which the, 148.\\nyond justice rails upon yond, 148.\\nThievery, I 11 example you with, 109.\\nThieves, beauty provoketh, 66.\\nrifled by the gusty, 585.\\nThigh, smote them hip and, 814.\\nThighs, cuisses on his, 86.\\nThin air, melted into, 43.\\npartitions, 267.\\nred line, 860.\\nspun life, slits the, 247.\\nthrough thick and, 28, 269.\\ntoo, and bare, 101.\\nThine enemy hunger, if, 844.\\nThing, acting of a dreadful, 111.\\nany good, out of Nazareth, 842.\\nas steadfast as the scene, 468.\\nbecame a trumpet, the, 485.\\nbut one, is needful, 842.\\ndearest, he owed, 117.\\ndevised by the enemy, 98.\\neach, his turn doth hold, 203.\\neach, is a thief, 109.\\nearth s noblest, 656.\\nenskyed and sainted, 47.\\nexcellent, in woman, 149.\\nexplain a, till all men doubt, 332.\\nfearful, to see, 552.\\nfinds good in every, 67.\\nfinished, the one, 661.\\nfree and fetterless, 680.\\nhighest, is truth, 4.\\nholiest, alive, 502.\\nhow bitter a, it is, 71.\\nhow sublime a, it is, 613.\\nhow sweet a, to wear a crown, 94.\\nI am, I do beguile the, 151.\\nif they have a good, 88.\\nill-favoured, but mine own, 72.\\nin awe of such a, 110.\\nlaugh at any mortal, 558.\\nlion among ladies is a dreadful, 58.\\nlittle, a cup of water, 577.\\nlittle learning is a dangerous, 323.\\nlook to the essence of a, 755.\\nlovely and a fearful, 557.\\nmeanest, that feels, 472.\\nnever says a foolish, 279.\\nno evil, that walks by night, 244.\\nno great, created suddenly, 743.\\nno new, under the sun, 830.\\nnothing like being used to a, 441.\\nof beauty is a joy forever, 574.\\nof custom, 122.\\nof fortune, most dejected, 148.\\nof life, like a, 550.\\nof sea or land, 242.\\nof sin and guilt, 245.\\norder gave each, view, 98.\\npalsy-stricken churchyard, 575.\\nplay s the, 135.\\nshow us how divine a, 475.\\nThing, so frail a, is man, 687.\\nsovereign st, on earth, 83.\\nstarted like a guilty, 126.\\nsweetest, that ever grew, 472.\\nthat I was born to do, 39.\\nthat s quite another, 351.\\nthe genteel, 401.\\nthere s no such, in nature, 279.\\nto one, constant never, 51, 405.\\ntoo much of a good, 71, 785.\\ntremble like a guilty, 478.\\ntruth is the highest, 4.\\ntwo-legged, a son, 267.\\nundisputed, thou say st an, 635.\\nwas not done in a corner, this, 844.\\nwe like, we figure the, 594.\\nwe long for that we are, 657.\\nwhen two do the same, 710.\\nwhich that shineth, 5.\\nwho dares think one, 338.\\nwinsome wee, 450.\\nThings above, affections on, 847.\\nall, are now as they were, 755.\\nall, are the same, 755.\\nall other, give place, 349.\\nall, that are, 62.\\nall thinking, 467.\\nall, to all men, 845.\\nall, work together for good, 844.\\nare great to little man, 394.\\nare honest, whatsoever, 847.\\nare in the saddle, 599.\\nare just, whatsoever, 847.\\nare lovely, whatsoever, 847.\\nare not what they seem, 612, 716.\\nare of good report, whatsoever, 847.\\nare pure, whatsoever, 847.\\nare the sons of heaven, 368.\\nare true, whatsoever, 847.\\nbad begun make strong themselves,\\nby ill, 121.\\nbecause they are common, 720.\\nbeyond all use, 112.\\nby season seasoned are, 66.\\nby their right names, call, 457.\\ncan such, be, 122.\\ncannot but remember such, 124.\\ncloy, the best of, 339.\\ncompare great, with small, 230.\\nday of small, 836.\\ndiffer though all agree, 333.\\ndone at the Mermaid, 196.\\ndone decently and in order, 846.\\nelse about her drawn, 474.\\nequal to all, for all things unfit, 399.\\nevil, there is some goodness in, 92.\\nfacts are stubborn, 392, 800.\\nfeast of fat, 834.\\nfond of humble, 671\\nformer, grow old, 203.\\nfrequently happen which you do not\\nhope, 701.\\nfriendship is constant in all other, 51.\\nfrom out the bitterness of, 484.\\nGod s sons are, 368.\\ngood, will strive to dwell with it, 43.\\ngreat contests from trivial, 325.\\ngreat head of, 717.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", 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belong unto the Lord, 814.\\nsense and outward, 478.\\nshews of, 169.\\nsum of human, 437.\\nthat are and have been. 740.\\nthat are have kinship. 755.\\nthat are made for our general uses,\\n183.\\nthat belong to adversity, 1G4.\\nthat have a common quality, 755.\\nthat nature wills. 755.\\nthat ne er were nor are, 257.\\nthat no gross ear can hear, 245.\\nthat were, dream of, 541.\\nthey ought not, speaking, 848.\\nthink on these, 847.\\nthose who want fewest, 759.\\nthough all, differ all agree, 333.\\nthrough the dream of, 541.\\nthrough words and, 465.\\ntime ordains for other, 252.\\nto come, giant mass of, 102.\\nto do two, at once, 708.\\nto write well in laudable, 253.\\ntranslunary. 40.\\ntrue and evident, 746.\\nunattempted. 223.\\nunfit for all, 399.\\nunhappy far-off, 473.\\nunknown, forms of, 59.\\nunknown proposed, 325.\\nwe can only say of, they be, 654.\\nwe ought to have done, 850.\\nwe will answer all, 66.\\nwhen virtuous, proceed, 73.\\nwhich are Caesar s, 840.\\nThings which belong to prosperity. 164.\\nwhich men confess with ease, 746.\\nwithout all remedy, 121.\\nwords are. 558.\\nThink, comedy to those that, 389.\\nhini so because I think him so, 44.\\nhow Bacon shined. 319.\\nhow many never, 534.\\nmakes millions, 558.\\nmay sigh to, 379.\\nnaught a trifle, 311.\\nnot disdainfully of death, 755.\\nof that Master Brook. 46.\\nof your ancestors, 747.\\nof your forefathers. 458.\\nof your posterity. 458, 747.\\non, pleasant to, 256.\\non these things, 847.\\none thing, who dares, 338.\\nonly what concerns thee, 237.\\nshock which makes us, 609.\\ntalk and never, 180.\\nthat day lost, GSS.\\nthe great unhappy, none, 310.\\nthey talk who never, 287.\\nthose that, must govern, 395.\\nthose who greatly, 335.\\nto-morrow will repay, 276.\\ntoo little and talk too much, 268.\\nwhat you and other men, 110.\\nThinketh in his heart, as he, 828.\\nlet him that, he standeth, 845.\\nThinking being, man a, 534.\\nfew, how few think justly of the, 534,\\nis an idle waste of thought, 517.\\nmakes it so, 134.\\nof the days that are no more. 630.\\non fantastic summer s heat, 81.\\non the frosty Caucasus. 81.\\nplain living and high, 472.\\nreed, man is but a, 798.\\nsouls, thought of, 579.\\ntheir own kisses sin, 108.\\nthings, impels all, 467.\\nwith too much, 321.\\nThinkings, speak to me as to thy, 153.\\nThinks like a sage, 607.\\nmost acts the best, who, 65.\\nshows what he, 102.\\ntoo much, he, 111.\\nwhat ne er was, 323.\\nwho, must mourn, 289.\\nThin-spun life, slits the, 247.\\nThirst amidst a sea of waves, 345.\\nif he, give him drink, 844.\\nof praise, 414.\\nThirsty earth soaks up the rain, 260.\\nfly, busy curious, 671.\\nsoul, cold waters to a, 828.\\nThirteen, maids of. 78.\\nThirty days hath September, 684.\\nman a fool at t 307.\\non the wrong side of, 292.\\nThis above all, 130.\\nis a cock, 788.\\nor that, without or, 322.\\nthat it should come to, 128.\\nwas a man, say to all the world, 115.", "height": "4494", 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love and, 469.\\nand passion, chaos of, 317.\\nas a sage, 428.\\nbe not rambling in, 755.\\nbut ne er so well expressed, 323.\\ncame like a full-blown rose, 575.\\ncould wed itself, ere, 632.\\ndared what he greatly, 342.\\ndestroyed by, 413.\\ndivide, sense from, 316.\\ndome of, the, 541.\\neies and eares and ev ry, 23.\\neven with a, 138.\\nevil is wrought by want of, 584.\\nexhausting, 544.\\nexplore the, 328.\\nfeeling deeper than all, G53.\\nfor the morrow, take no, 838.\\nfor your life, take no, 838.\\nhath struck him, a Roman, 157.\\nher dying when she slept, 583.\\nhim still speaking, 237.\\nhuman, is the process, 530.\\nhushed be every, 484.\\nin a green shade, green, 263.\\nis deeper than all speech, 653.\\nis often original, a. 637.\\nis speech, when, 489.\\nis the property of liim who can enter-\\ntain it, 602.\\nis tired of wandering, 594.\\nkings of modern, 665.\\nleaped out, 632.\\nlike a passing, 447.\\nlike a pleasant, 473.\\nlike dew upon a, 558.\\nloftiness of, 270.\\nmidnight is the noon of, 433.\\nThought more nigh, lie a, 179.\\nnorthern, is slow, 648.\\nnot one immoral, 377.\\nof convincing, 399.\\nof dining, 399.\\nof our past years, 478.\\nof tender happiness, 476.\\nof the people shall be law, 283.\\nof thee, one, 333.\\nof thinking souls, 579.\\nover-refinement deck out our, 750.\\npale cast of, 136.\\npearls of, 661.\\npenny for your, 16, 292.\\nperish that, 296.\\npined in, 76.\\npleasing dreadful, 299.\\npower of, 551.\\npure in, as angels are, 455.\\nsessions of sweet silent, 161.\\nso, go near to be, 53.\\nso once but now I know it, I, 350.\\nsober second, 283.\\nstill and serious, 471.\\nstrange seas of, 475.\\nsuch stores as silent, 466.\\nsudden, strikes me, 462.\\ntease us out of, 576.\\nthinking an idle waste of, 517.\\nthose that tell of saddest, 565.\\nthou couldst have died, if I had, 563.\\nthou wert a beautiful, 546.\\nthv wish was father to that, 90.\\ntides that followed, 634.\\nto have common, 321.\\nto rear the tender, 355.\\ntwo souls with a single, 806.\\nvacuity of, 420.\\nvain or shallow, 598.\\nvein of tender, 525.\\nwanderings of thy, 497.\\nwhat oft was, 323.\\nwhistled for want of, 273.\\nwho would have, 124.\\nwhose armour is his honest, 174.\\nwould destroy their paradise, 382.\\nThoughts, all, all passions, 501.\\nand looks were downward, 225.\\nas boundless, our, 550.\\nas harbingers, most pious, 221.\\nbeyond the reaches of our souls, 131.\\ncalmer of unquiet, 207.\\ndark soul and foul, 244.\\nemploy speech to conceal, 800.\\neven so my bloody, 155.\\ngive thy worst of, 153.\\ngreat feelings great, 634.\\ngreat, come from the heart, 803.\\nhigh erected, 34.\\nimages and precious, 481.\\nin a shroud of, 544.\\nlife is what our, make it, 751.\\nlike rose leaves scattered, 558.\\nlove light and calm, 502.\\nmantle that covers human, 792.\\nmen s, according to inclination, 167.\\nmore elevate, 228.\\nnever alone with noble, 34.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": 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484.\\nwith noble, 34.\\nwords without, 140.\\nThoughtless man, warning for, 481.\\nthankless man, 307.\\nThousand blushing apparitions, 52.\\nchief of a, for grace, 682.\\ncrimes, one virtue and a, 551.\\ndeaths in fearing one, 308.\\ndecencies, those, 238.\\nfearful wrecks, 96.\\nfriends suffice thee not, 767.\\nhearts beat happily, 542.\\nhills, beasts upon a, 781.\\nhills, cattle upon a, 820.\\nhomes, near a, 465.\\ninnocent shames, 52.\\nlittle one shall become a, 834.\\nliveried angels, 245.\\nmelodies unheard before, 455.\\none man among a, 830.\\nperils, safe through a, 497.\\npicked out of ten, 133.\\nsoldiers, substance of ten, 97.\\nstars, beauty of a, 41.\\nstrings, harp of a, 303.\\ntongues, conscience hath a, 97.\\ntongues to allure him, 407.\\nupper ten, 655.\\nvoices, earth with her, 501.\\nyears in thy sight, 822.\\nyears of peace, 633.\\nyears scarce serve to form a state, 541.\\nThousands at His bidding speed, 252.\\ncountless, mourn, 446.\\ndie without or this, 322.\\nhas been slave to, 153.\\nThousands of undone widows, 172.\\npeace slays its ten, 425.\\nto murder, 311.\\nwar slays its, 425.\\nThrasyllus and Antigonus, 732.\\nThread, feels at each, 316.\\nhinders needle and, 585.\\nof his verbosity, the, 56.\\nof life, fate has wove the, 343.\\nplying her needle and, 585.\\nsewing at once a double, 585.\\nthat binds them, 779.\\nweave their, with bones, 75.\\nThreadbare sail, set every, 635.\\nsaint in wisdom s school, 181.\\nThreaten and command, an eye to, 140.\\nThreatening eye, looks with a, 79.\\nThreats, no terror in your, 114.\\nof a halter, 436.\\nof pain and ruin, 385.\\nThree, chief among the blessed, 611.\\ncorners of the world, 80.\\nfirm friends, more sure than day, 502.\\ngentlemen at once, 440.\\ngood friends, 70.\\ngood men unhanged in England, 84.\\nhundred, grant but three of the, 557.\\nhundred pounds a year, 46.\\ninside s, carrying, 464.\\nkingdoms, had sifted, 266.\\nmay keep counsel, 6, 17.\\nmerry boys are we, 184.\\nmisbegotten knaves, 84.\\nper cents, simplicity of the, 437, 610.\\npoets in three distant ages, 270.\\nremoves bad as a fire, 360.\\nstories high long dull and old, 454.\\ntreasures love light and thoughts, 502.\\nwhen shall we, meet again, 115.\\nwords, joys of sense lie in, 319.\\nyears chUd, listens like a, 498.\\nThree-cornered hat, the old, 635.\\nThreefold cord, 830.\\nfourfold tomb, 179.\\nThree-hooped pot, 94.\\nThree-man beetle, 88.\\nThreescore, bachelor of, 50.\\nburden of, 395.\\nyears and ten, 822.\\nThree-tailed Bashaw, 454.\\nThreshold of the new world, 221.\\nThrice flew thy shaft, 306.\\nhe assayed, 225.\\nhe routed all his foes, 271.\\nhe slew the slain, 271.\\nis he armed, 94.\\nmy peace was slain, 306.\\ntheir weight in gold, 456.\\nThrice-driven bed of down, 151.\\nThrift may follow fawning, 137.\\nthrift Horatio, 128.\\nThriftless ambition, 120.\\nThrill, glory s, is o er, 519.\\nof a happy voice, 655.\\nthe deepest notes of woe, 452.\\nThroat, amen stuck in my, 119.\\nof war, brazen, 240.\\nput a knife to thy, 828.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1149.jp2"}, "1144": {"fulltext": "1120\\nINDEX.\\nThroat, scuttled ship or cut a, 557.\\nstraining his, 399.\\nto feel the fog in my, 650.\\nThroats, cutting foreign, 105.\\nengines whose rude, 154.\\nThrobs of fiery pain, 367.\\nThroe, never grudge the, 649.\\nThrone, footsteps of a, 26.\\nhere is my, bid kings come bow to it, 79.\\nlight which beats upon a, 629.\\nlike a burnished, 157.\\nmy bosom s lord sits lightly in his,\\n108.\\nnight from her ebon, 306.\\nno brother near the, 327.\\nof kings, this royal, 81.\\nof rocks in a robe of clouds, 553.\\nof royal state, high on a, 226.\\nsapphire blaze the living, 382.\\nshake hands with a king upon his, 563.\\nshape the whisper of the, 633.\\nsomething behind the, 364.\\nthrough slaughter to a, 385.\\ntwo kings of Brentford on one, 417.\\nwrong forever on the, 657.\\nThrones and globes elate, 438.\\ndominations princedoms, 235.\\nwhose stakes were, 555.\\nThroned monarch, 64.\\non her hundred isles, 544.\\nThrong into my memory, 243.\\nlowest of your, 234.\\nThrow physic to the dogs, 125.\\nwithin a stone s, 787.\\nThrows, wise player ought to accept his,\\n697.\\nThrummed, I was ne er so, 182.\\nThrush sings each song twice over, 647.\\nThumb, miller s golden, 2.\\nThumbs, pricking of my, 123.\\nsealed their letters with their, 460.\\nThumping on your back, 4 23.\\nThumps upon the back, 312.\\nThunder, doors grate harsh, 229.\\nheard remote, 227.\\nin a fair frosty day, 266.\\nin his lifted hand, 267.\\nJove s power to, 103.\\nleaps the live, 514.\\nlightning or in rain, 115.\\nloud roared the dreadful, 453.\\nsteal my, 282.\\nThunders in the index, 140.\\nof white silence, 621.\\nrattle, and the loud, 666.\\nThunderbolts, with all your, 114.\\nThunder-harp of pines, 667.\\nThundering sound, 395, 397.\\nto the moon, 358.\\nThunder-storm against the wind, 546.\\nThus let me live unseen unknown, 334.\\nThwack, with many a stiff, 211.\\nThyme, pun-provoking, 380.\\nwhere the wild, blows, 58.\\nTiber, not a drop of allaying, 103.\\nTickle the earth with a hoe, 597.\\nyour catastrophe, 89.\\nTickled with a straw, 318.\\nTide and wind stay no man, 10.\\nin the affairs of men, 115.\\nno man can tether time or, 451.\\nof love, pity swells the, 308.\\nof successful experiment, 435.\\nof the years, 668.\\nof times, lived in the, 113.\\ntarrieth for no man, 10.\\nturning of the, 91.\\nwithout a breeze without a, 498.\\nTides that foUowed thought, 634.\\nTidings as they roll, confirm the, 300.\\ndismal, when he frowned, 397.\\nTie, in whose, a wild civility, 201.\\nlove endures no, 272.\\nsilver link the silken, 488.\\nup the knocker, 326.\\nTies, sight of human, 333.\\nTied to the stake, I am, 148.\\nTiger, Hyrcan, 122.\\nin war imitate the action of the, 91.\\nTight little island, 675.\\nTiles and chimney-pots, 511.\\nTillage, other arts follow, 531.\\nTilt at all I meet, 328.\\nTilts with a straw, 484.\\nTimber, knowledge and, 638.\\nlike seasoned, 204.\\nwedged in that, 278.\\nTimbrel, sound the loud, 524.\\nTime, age and body of the, 137.\\nall in good, 791.\\nalready of old, 830.\\nambles withal, 70.\\nand age, his youth gainst, 24.\\nand space, through, 416.\\nand the hour runs, 116.\\nannihilate but space and, 330.\\nassuages sorrow, 704.\\nbackward and abysm of, 42.\\nbank and shoal of, 118.\\nbastard to the, 78.\\nbe good whilst thou hast, 751.\\nbe ruled by, 724.\\nbeholds no name so blest, 345.\\nbetween two eternities, gleam of, 580.\\nbounds of place and, 382.\\nbreak the legs of, 635.\\nbreathing, of day with me, 145.\\nbrief chronicles of the, 134.\\nbrings increase to her truth, 378.\\nby, subdued, 671.\\nby the forelock, take, 30.\\ncannot benumb, some feelings, 545.\\nchinks that, has made, 221, 456.\\nchoose thine own, 433.\\ncoming, there s a good, 493, 653.\\ncommon arbitrator, 102.\\ncompliments are loss of, 387.\\ncount, by heart-throbs, 654.\\ncreeping hours of, 68.\\ncurious, requires, 168.\\ndo not squander, 360.\\nelaborately thrown away, 311.\\nenough, take, 351.\\nenough to find a world, 656.\\neven such is, 26.\\nevery man be master of his, 121.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1150.jp2"}, "1145": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1121\\nTime flies death urges, 307.\\nfootprints on the sands of, 612.\\nfor all things, 791.\\nfor courtesy, always, 603.\\nfor supper, the proper, 763.\\nforefinger of all, 630.\\nforemost files of, 626.\\nfrozen round periods of, 228.\\ngallops withal, 70.\\ngives to her mind, 378.\\nhad besn, as if the moving, 468.\\nhair s-breadth of, 750.\\nhas laid his hand gently, 617.\\nhas not cropt the roses, 378.\\nhas taught us a lesson, 723.\\nhath to silver turned, his silver locks,\\n24.\\nhe that lacks, 594.\\nhis, is forever, 260.\\nhistory hath triumphed over, 26.\\nhow a man should kill, 772.\\nhow small a part of, they share, 220.\\nI think upon that happy, 587.\\nin misery, happy, 618.\\nis a river of passing events, 752.\\nis a very shadow, 836.\\nis fleeting, art is long and, 612.\\nis money, 361.\\nis out of joint, 133.\\nis quiet as a nun, the holy, 470.\\nis still a-flying, 202.\\nis the image of eternity, 760.\\nis the soul of this world, 742.\\nkill the bloom before its, 483.\\nlast syllable of recorded, 125.\\nleaves have their, to fall, 570.\\nlettered pomp to teeth of, 618.\\nlook into the seeds of, 116.\\nlook like the, 117.\\nmakes these decay, 200.\\nmany a, and oft, 61.\\nmen have died from time to, 71.\\nmerry dancing drinking, 272.\\nmost valuable tiling to spend, 762.\\nnae man can tether, 451.\\nnew hatched to the woful, 120.\\nnick of, 257.\\nno delight to pass away the, 96.\\nnoiseless falls the foot of, 464.\\nnoiseless foot of, 74.\\nnor place adhere, 118.\\nnot of an age but for all, 179.\\nnothing so precious as, 773.\\nnow is the accepted, 846.\\nof day, no proper, 586.\\nof night, witching, 139.\\nof peace, this weak piping, 96.\\nof scorn, figure for the, 155.\\nof the singing of birds, 832.\\noffends at some unlucky, 328.\\nold bald cheater, 178.\\nordains, mild Heaven a, 252.\\nour oars keep, 518.\\nout of mind, 104.\\npanting, toiled after him, 366.\\npeace only as a breathing, 407.\\nplay the fools with the, 89.\\npoint of, life of man but a, 729.\\nTime, procrastination the thief of, 307.\\npromised on a, 30.\\nquaffing and unthinking, 272.\\nrelish of the saltness of, 88.\\nreturn, bid, 81.\\nrich with the spoils of, 384.\\nripens all things, 790.\\nrobs us of our joys, 406.\\nrolls his ceaseless course, 491.\\nsees and hears all things, 679.\\nsent before my, 95.\\nshall throw a dart at thee, 179.\\nshall unfold, 146.\\nshow and gaze of the, 126.\\nsilence and slow, 576.\\nsilvered o er by, 419.\\nso gracious is the, 127.\\nso hallowed is the, 127.\\nsoul of the whole past, 580.\\nspeech is of, 579.\\nspeech is shallow as, 579.\\nspoils the pleasure of thej, 122.\\nstand still withal, 70.\\nstill as he flies, 378.\\nstream of, 455.\\nsubdue,- what will not, 671.\\nsyllables jar with, 180.\\ntake no note of, 306.\\ntaught by, 671.\\nteaches many lessons, 695.\\ntears and laughter for all, 620.\\ntell her that wastes her, 220.\\nthat takes in trust, 26.\\nthe moviug, 468.\\nthe wisest counsellor, 724.\\nto be learning, is it a, 761.\\nto beguile the, 117.\\nto come, sweet discourses in our, 108.\\nto every purpose under heaven, 830.\\nto grow old, we may always find, 312.\\nto marry, choose a proper, 417.\\nto mourn, lacks, 594.\\nto weep, night is the, 497.\\ntoo swift, O, 24.\\ntooth of, 49, 311.\\ntouch us gently, 538.\\ntransported, with envy, 406,\\ntravels in divers paces, 70.\\ntries the troth in everything, 18.\\ntrieth troth in every doubt, 18.\\ntrots withal, 70.\\nturn backward O, 6Q8.\\nwhich was before us, 830.\\nwhips and scorns of, 135.\\nwhirligig of, brings in his revenges,\\nwho steals our years away, 518.\\nwill doubt of Rome, 558.\\nwill explain it all, 698.\\nwill run back, 251.\\nwill teach thee, 613.\\nwise through, 337.\\nwitching, of night, 139.\\nwith falling oars they kept the, 262.\\nwith reckless hand, 617.\\nwith thee conversing I forget all, 233.\\nworn out with eating, 233.\\nwrites no wrinkle, 547.\\n71", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1151.jp2"}, "1146": {"fulltext": "1122\\nINDEX.\\nTimes, brisk and giddy-paced, 75.\\ncorrector of enormous, 199.\\ncowards die many, 112.\\ncunning, 63.\\ndo shift, thus, 203.\\nfashion of these, 67.\\nglory of the, they were the, 837.\\ngood or evil, 1G6.\\nin the morning of the, 627.\\nlater, more aged, 169.\\nlight for after, 507.\\nlived in the tide of, 113.\\nmake former, shake hands, 212.\\nof need, ever but in, 273.\\nof old, jolly place in, 472.\\nprinciples turn with, 321.\\nshake hands with latter, 212.\\nsigns of the, 840.\\nthat try men s souls, 431.\\nthose golden, 421.\\nwhen the world is ancient, 169.\\nwherein we now live, 169.\\nwise men say nothing in dangerous,\\n196.\\nTime s devouring hand, 352.\\nfurrows on another s brow, 309.\\niron feet can print, 610.\\nnoblest offspring is the last, 312.\\nTime-honoured Lancaster, 80.\\nTunelessly, primrose fading, 251.\\nTimely dew of sleep, 233.\\ninn, to gain the, 121.\\nTimoleon s arms, 391.\\nTimothy learnt sin to fly, 687.\\nTinct with cinnamon, 575.\\nTinged by the rising sun, 677.\\nTinkling cymbal, 845.\\nTints of woe, sabler, 386.\\nTip of his subduing tongue, 163.\\nTips his tongue, persuasion, 297.\\nwith silver, 106.\\nTipple in the deep, fishes that, 259.\\nTipsy dance and jollity, 243.\\nTiptoe, jocund day stands, 108.\\nreligion stands on, 205.\\nwhen this day is named stand, 92.\\nTire of all creation, 638.\\nTires in a mile-a, 77,\\nTired he sleeps, till, 318.\\nnature s sweet restorer, 306.\\nTithe of mint and anise, 840.\\nor toll, no Italian priest shall, 79.\\nTitle and profit I resign, 349.\\ngained no, lost no friend, 323.\\nknave that wears a, 310.\\nlong and dark successive, 268.\\nplease thine ear, whatever, 330.\\nweigh the man not his, 282.\\nwhen I can read my, clear, 303.\\nTitles are marks of honest men, 310.\\ndecider of dusty and old, 199.\\nhigh though his, 488.\\npower and pelf, 488.\\nTitus with uncommon sense, 352.\\nTo all to each a fair good night, 490.\\nbe or not to be, 135.\\nhorse away, 296.\\nToad, I had rather be a, 154.\\nToad, rose-water on a, 597.\\nsquat like a, 234.\\nugly and venomous, 67.\\nToad-eater, Pulteney s, 389.\\nToast pass, let the, 442.\\nTobacco, anything for thy sake, 509.\\nsublime, 555.\\nTocsin of the soul, 559.\\nTo-day his own, who can call, 273.\\nI have lived, 273.\\nin, already walks to-morrow, 504.\\nnor care beyond, 381.\\nour youth we can have but, 312.\\npleasure to be drunk, 362.\\nspeed, to be put back to-morrow, 29.\\nto-morrow cheerful as, 321.\\nToe, from top to, 683.\\nlight fantastic, 248.\\nof frog, eye of newt, 123.\\nof the peasant, 143.\\nToil and care, fond of, 805.\\nand of tears, weary of, 668.\\nand trouble, 123.\\nand trouble, war is, 272.\\nand trouble, why all this, 466.\\ndoes not come to help the idle, 707.\\nenvy want the jail, 365.\\ngovern those that, 395.\\nhe wins his spirits light from, 387.\\nhe won, what with his, 267.\\nhorny hands of, 656.\\nis lost, or all the, 416.\\nis the sire of fame, 699.\\nmorn of, nor night of waking, 491.\\nnot neither do they spin, 838.\\no er books, 348.\\nof dropping buckets into wells, 419.\\non poor heart unceasingly, 654.\\npatient of, 428.\\nthose that think govern those that,\\n395.\\nverse sweetens, 393.\\nwaste their, for a smile, 487.\\nwinding up days with, 92.\\nwith servile, 571.\\nwithout recompense, 668.\\nToils despair to reach, what others 288.\\nToiled after him in vain, 366.\\nforgot for which he, 161.\\nToiling upward in the night, 616.\\nTokay, imperial, 380.\\nTold her love, she never, 75.\\nold tale and often, 489.\\nToledo trusty, blade, 211.\\nTolerable and not to be endured, 52.\\nToll for the brave, 423.\\nor tithe, no Italian priest shall, 79.\\nTolling a departing friend, 88.\\nTom, loves me best that calls me, 194.\\nor Jack, hails you, 423.\\ns a-cold, poor, 147.\\nTom s food seven long year, 147.\\nTomb, awakes from the, 428.\\ncannot bind thee, the, 666.\\ncradles rock us nearer to the, 309.\\ndarkness encompass the, 535.\\nkings for such a, 251.\\nmore than royal, 168.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1152.jp2"}, "1147": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1123\\nTomb, nature cries from the, 385.\\nuo inscription on my, 675.\\nof him who would have made glad the\\nworld, 589.\\nof the Capulets, 412.\\nstood upon Achilles 558.\\nthreefold fourfold, 179.\\nTombs, hark from the, 303.\\nTo-morrow and to-morrow, 125.\\nboast not thyself of, 829.\\ncheerful as to-day, 321.\\ndefer not till, 295.\\ndo thy worst, 273.\\nin to-day already walks, 504.\\nis falser than the former day, 276.\\nnever leave that till, 360.\\nspeed to-day to be put back, 29.\\nthe darkest day live till, 423.\\ntints with prophetic ray, 550.\\nto fresh woods, 248.\\nwe shall die, 833.\\nwill be dying, 202.\\nwill be the happiest time, 624.\\nwill repay, think, 276.\\nTo-morrows, confident, 481.\\nTo-morrow s sun may never rise, 295.\\nTone of languid nature, 417.\\nspirit ditties of no, 576.\\nvoice of sweetest, 583.\\nwith a peremptory, 415.\\nTones, harp in divers, 631.\\nin its hollow, 562.\\nTongs, shovel and, 583.\\nTongue an unruly member, 849.\\nbear welcome in your, 117.\\nbraggart with my, 124.\\nbrings in a several tale, every, 97.\\ncame mended from that, 333.\\ncan no man tame, 849.\\nconfuted by his conscience, 222.\\ndropped manna, 226.\\nfair words never hurt the, 38.\\nfool cannot hold his, 737.\\nfrom evil, keep thy, 819.\\ngive it understanding but no, 129.\\ngive thy thoughts no, 129.\\nhide it under his, 817.\\nhis mother, 419.\\nin every wound of Caesar, 114.\\nis an unruly evil, 849.\\nis known in every clime, one, 605.\\nis the pen of a ready writer, 820.\\nlaw of kindness in her, 829.\\nlet a fool hold his, 713.\\nlet the candied, 137.\\nman that hath a, 44.\\nmoderate the rancour of your, 681.\\nmurder though it have no, 135.\\nmusic s golden, 575.\\nnever eare did heare that, 23.\\nnever repented that he held his, 735.\\nnor heart cannot conceive, 120.\\nnor speak with double, 600.\\nnot she denied him with unholy, 670.\\nof dog, wool of bat and, 123.\\nof him that makes a jest, 56.\\nof midnight hath told twelve, 59.\\nof the mind, pen is the, 789.\\nTongue outvenoms all the worms of Nile,\\n160.\\npersuasion tips his, 297.\\nran on, still his, 215.\\nrestreine and kepen wel thy, 5.\\nsad words of, 619.\\nslanderous, 344.\\nso varied in discourse, 511.\\nsoul lends the, vows, 130.\\nsounds as a sullen bell, 88.\\nstopped his tuneful, 335.\\nsuch a, glad I have not, 146.\\nsweet morsel under his, 283.\\nthat Shakespeare spake, 472.\\nthe speaking, 603.\\nthrough every land by every, 302.\\ntip of his subduing, 163.\\nto curse the slave, O for a, 526.\\nto persuade, 255.\\nto wound us, no, 522.\\ntreasure of our, 39.\\ntruth in every shepherd s, 25.\\nuse of my oracular, 440.\\nwin a woman with his, 44.\\nwindy satisfaction of the, 343.\\nTongues, airy, 243.\\naspic s, for tis of, 155.\\ncalled fools in all, 71.\\nconscience hath a thousand several, 97.\\nevil days and evil, 236.\\nhearts in love use their own, 51.\\nin trees books in the running brooks,\\n67.\\ninterest speaks all sorts of, 794.\\nlovers by night, 106.\\nnations kindreds and, 849.\\nof dying men, 81.\\nof men, speak with the, 845.\\nshall rehearse, 162.\\nsilence envious, 100.\\nslanderous, done to death by, 54.\\nstrife of, 819.\\nthat syllable men s names, 213.\\nto allure hini, thousand, 407.\\nwhispering, 500.\\nTongue-tied by authority, 162.\\nToo civil by half, 440.\\nlate I stayed. 464.\\nlow they build, 309.\\nmuch thinking, 321.\\nthin, 101.\\nTool of iron, nor an} 7 815.\\nTools, always work and, 656.\\nno jesting with edge, 198.\\nnothing but to name his, 210.\\nof working our salvation, 215.\\nsin has many, 637.\\nto him that can handle them, 579.\\nTooth and nail, 781.\\nfor tooth, eye for eye, 813.\\nof time, 49, 311.\\npoison for the age s, 78.\\nsharper than a serpent s, 146.\\nTooth-ache, endure the, 53.\\nToothpicks, supply of, 597.\\nTop, die at the, 294.\\nof judgment, 47.\\nof my bent, fool me to the, 139.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1153.jp2"}, "1148": {"fulltext": "1124\\nIXDEX.\\nTop to toe, dressed from, G83.\\nwhips his taxed, 462.\\nTops of the eastern pines, 81.\\nTopics, fashionable, 402.\\nTopless towers of Ilium, 41.\\nTopples round the west, 631.\\nTorches, as we do with, 46.\\nlight my candle from their, 192.\\nTorments our elements, 227.\\nTorn from their destined page, 456.\\nme and I bleed, they have, 544.\\nTorpedo, pen becomes a, 369.\\nTorrent and whirlwind s roar, 394.\\nis heard, naught but the, 428.\\nof a downward age, 356.\\nof a woman s will, 313.\\nof his fate, 366.\\nroar, should like the, 324.\\nso the loud, 394.\\nTorrents, motionless, 501.\\nTorrent s smoothness, 516.\\nTorrid tracts, through, 398.\\nTorture, boil in endless, 545.\\nhum of human cities is, 543.\\nof the mind, 121.\\none poor word, 270.\\nTorturing hour, the, 226.\\nToss him to my breast, 205.\\nTouch, beautiful beneath his, 514.\\ndares not put it to the, 257.\\nharmonious, whose, 367.\\nno state matters, 398.\\nnot taste not, 847.\\nof a vanished hand, 627.\\nof celestial temper, 234.\\nof joy or woe, 389.\\nof Liberty s war, first, 525.\\nof nature, one, makes the whole world\\nkin, 102.\\nsoiled by any outward, 253.\\nsprang up forever at a, 634.\\nthat s scarcely felt, 350.\\nthe best, fear not to, 25.\\nthem but rightly, 455.\\nus gently Time, 538.\\nwe feel the tenderest, 274.\\nwith chiselled, 769.\\nwound with a, 350.\\nTouches of sweet harmony, 65.\\nTouched by her fair tendance, 237.\\nnothing that he did not adorn, 367.\\nspirits are not finely, 46.\\nthe highest point, I have, 99.\\nToucheth pitch, he that, 837.\\nTouchstone, man s true, 197.\\nTouchy testy pleasant fellow, 300.\\nTough is J. B., 652.\\nwedge for a tough log, 712.\\nworld, rack of this, 149.\\nTower, age shakes Athena s, 541.\\nand tree, light on, 673.\\nguardian on the, (joo.\\nintending to build a, 842.\\nof strength, king s name is a, 97.\\nof strength, that, 628.\\nTowers above her sex, Marcia, 298.\\nalong the steep, 514.\\nand battlements, 248.\\nTowers, disparting, trembling, 358.\\ndistant spires ye antique, 381.\\nelephants endorsed with, 240.\\nof Ilium, burnt the topless, 41.\\nof Julius, ye, 383.\\nold palaces and, 565.\\nthe cloud-capped, 43.\\ntrembling all precipitate, 358.\\nye antique, 381.\\nTowered citadel, 158.\\ncities please us then, 249.\\nTowering falcons, hopes like, 287.\\nin his pride of place, 120.\\nin the confidence of twenty-one, 376.\\npassion, put me into a, 145.\\nTown, axis of the earth in every, 638.\\ncallen daisies in our, 6.\\ngaze with all the, 677.\\nman made the, 417.\\nTowns, elephants for want of, 289.\\nToys, fantastic, 391.\\nof age, beads and prayer-books, 318.\\nof simulated stature, 621.\\nto the great children, 357.\\nwe spent them not in, 260.\\nTrack, drive on your own, 729.\\npursue, each other s, 275.\\nTract behind, leaving no, 109.\\nTracts, leaves no, 36.\\nof calm from tempest made, 634.\\nthrough torrid, 398.\\nTrade, doing good is not our, 417.\\nof lying, 774.\\nthou learned, love the little, 752.\\ntwo of a, can never agree, 349.\\nTrades, ugliest of, 597.\\nTrade s proud empire, 367.\\nTradition, marrow of, 5JL0.\\nTragedie, go my little, 6.\\nTragedies, Attic, 254.\\nTragedy, gorgeous, 250.\\nof Hamlet with the prince left out, 494.\\nto those who feel, 389.\\nTrail of the serpent, 526.\\nTrailing clouds of glory, 477.\\nTrain, a melancholy, 395.\\na royal, believe me, 100.\\nat Coventry, waited for the, 626.\\nevery motion of his starry, 485.\\nfear and bloodshed miserable, 476.\\nof night, last in the, 235.\\nof thy amJber-dropping hair, 246.\\nstarry, heaven her, 233.\\nup a child, 827.\\nwhen I am dead no pageant, 571.\\nwoes love a, 308.\\nTraitor, arrant as any, 93.\\nlove treason but hate the, 182.\\nTraitors, fears do make us, 123.\\nour doubts are, 47.\\nTraitorous kiss, 676.\\nTrammel up the consequence, 117.\\nTrample on my days, 203.\\nTramplings of three conquests, 219.\\nTrance, no nightly, 251.\\nor breathed spell, no, 251.\\nunimaginable, stood in, 504.\\nTranquil life, to lead a, 752.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1154.jp2"}, "1149": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1125\\nTranquil mind, farewell the, 154.\\nTranquillity, heaven was all, 527.\\nof mind, 766.\\nthou better name, 501.\\nTransatlantic commentator, 592.\\nTranscend our wonted themes, 264.\\nTranscendent moment, one, 657.\\nTranscribed, what is, 369.\\nTransfigures its golden hair, 657.\\nTransforms old print, 419.\\nTransgressors, way of, 826.\\nTransient chaste, early bright, 308.\\nhour, catch the, 366.\\nsorrows simple wiles, 474.\\nTransition, what seems so is, 615.\\nTransitory, action is, 465.\\nTranslated, thou art, 58.\\nTranslucent wave, glassy cool, 246.\\nTranslunary things, 40.\\nTransmigration of the soul, 765.\\nTransmitter of a foolish face, 354.\\nTransmuted ill, sovereign o er, 366.\\nTransmutes, subdues, 476.\\nTransport know, can ne er a, 377.\\nTrappings and suits of woe, 127.\\nof a monarchy, 369.\\nTraps, Cupid kills some with, 51.\\nTrash, who steals my purse steals, 153.\\nTravail, labour for my, 101.\\nTravel is a part of education, 166.\\non life s common way, 472.\\nthought the, long, 23.\\ntwelve stout miles, 472.\\nTravels, contemplation of my, 70.\\nin divers paces, time, 70.\\nTravels history, in my, 150.\\nTravelled in realms of gold, 576.\\nlife s dull round, 379.\\nTraveller from Lima, 592.\\nfrom Xew Zealand, 591.\\nfrom the Zuyder Zee, 592.\\nlamp that lighted the, 522.\\nnow spurs the lated, 121.\\nreturns, bourne whence no, 136.\\nTravellers must be content, 67.\\nTravelleth, as one that, 825.\\nTravelling is to regulate imagination, 375.\\nTray Blanch and Sweetheart, 147.\\nTreacle, fly that sips, 348.\\nTread a measure with you, 06.\\nagain the scene, who would, 497.\\neach other s heel. 308.\\nin air, seem to, 339.\\non classic ground. 299.\\nthe globe, all that, 572.\\nupon another s heel, one woe, 143.\\nwhere angels fear to, 325.\\nwhere er we, 541.\\nTreads alone some banquet-hall, 523.\\nso light the grass stoops not, 161.\\nTreason can but peep. 142.\\ncorporations cannot commit, 24.\\ndoth never prosper, 39.\\nflourished over us, bloody, 114.\\nhas done his worst, 121.\\nif this be. make the most of it, 429.\\nlike a deadly blight, 526.\\nnone dare call it, 39.\\nTreasons, is fit for, 66.\\nTreasure is, where your, 83S.\\nof his eyesight, 104.\\nof our tongue, 39.\\nrich the. 271.\\nunsunned heaps of miser s, 244.\\nwhat a, hadst thou. 134.\\nTreasures, Apollo s Pythian, 339.\\nhath he not always, 502.\\nheaven s best, 387.\\nin heaven, 838.\\nlove light and calm thoughts, 502.\\nsea-born, fetched my, 598.\\nup a wrong, him who, 555.\\nTreatise, rouse at a dismal, 125.\\nTreble, turning again toward childish.\\n69.\\nTree, aye sticking in a, 495.\\ncome to the sunset, 570.\\ndie at the top like that, 294.\\nfalleth, where the, 831.\\nfriendship is a sheltering, 503.\\nfruit of that forbidden, 223.\\ngarden of Liberty s, 516.\\ngive me again my hollow. 328.\\ngreen leaves on a thick, 338.\\nhale green, 667.\\nI planted, thorns of the, 544.\\nin the wide waste, a, 552.\\nis inclined, as the twig is bent the,\\n320.\\nis known by his fruit, 839.\\nleaf is on the, 611.\\nlight on tower and, 673.\\nlike a green bay, 819.\\nnear his fav rite, 386.\\nneath yon crimson. 573.\\nof deepest root is found, 432.\\nof liberty, 804.\\nof life, the middle tree, 232.\\nspare the beechen, 516.\\nthings done in a green. S42.\\ntoo happy happ3*, 576.\\nunder a sycamore, 406.\\nunder the greenwood, 67.\\nwoodman spare that, 595.\\nZaccheus he did clinib the, 687.\\nTrees, blossoms in the, 316.\\nbosomed high in tufted, 248.\\nbrotherhood of venerable. 474.\\ndrop tears as Arabian, 157.\\njust hid with. 536.\\nlike leaves on, 338.\\npromontory with. 158.\\ntall ancestral. 569.\\ntongues in, 67.\\nunto the root of the, 841.\\nTrelawney die. and shall, 687.\\nTremble for my country. I, 436.\\nlike a guilty thing, 478.\\nmy firm nerves shall never, 122.\\nsee my lips, 333.\\nthou wretch, 147.\\nwhen I wake, 418.\\nwhile they gaze, angels. 382.\\nTrembles, Satan, 422.\\ntoo, turning, 389.\\nTremblers, boding, 397.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1155.jp2"}, "1150": {"fulltext": "1126\\nINDEX.\\nTrenchant blade, 211.\\nTrencherman, a very valiant, 50.\\nTresses fair, insnare, 326.\\nlike the morn, 246.\\nwhitening lip and fading, 636.\\nTrial by juries, 435.\\nTriangular holes and persons, 461.\\nTribe increase, may his, 536.\\nis the badge of all our, 61.\\nricher than all his, 157.\\nwere God Almighty s gentlemen, 268.\\nTribes, formed of two mighty, 560.\\nthat slumber in its bosom, 572.\\nTribute, laid all nature under, 457.\\nnot one cent for, 673.\\nof a sigh, the passing, 385.\\nof a smile, vain, 487.\\nTrick of our English nation, 88.\\nof singularity, 76.\\nwhen in doubt win the, 861.\\nworth two of that, I know a, 84.\\nTricks, his tenures and, 143.\\nin plain and simple faith, 114.\\nplays such fantastic, 48.\\nshaped for sportive, 95.\\nsuch, hath strong imagination, 59.\\nthat are vain, 669.\\nTrident, natter Neptune for his, 103.\\nTried each art, 396.\\nlittle knowest that hast not, 29.\\npatient though sorely, 614.\\nsave he whose heart hath, 550.\\nthou that hast not, 29.\\nto blame that has been, 350.\\nto live without him, 175.\\nwithout consent bin only, 193.\\nTries, knows not till he, 713.\\nTrifle, as t were a careless, 117.\\nthink naught a, 311.\\nTrifles light as air, 154.\\nmake life, 311.\\nmake the sum of human things, 437.\\nseeks painted, 391.\\nsnapper-up of unconsidered, 77.\\nwin us with honest, 116.\\nTrim, dressed in all his, 163.\\ngardens, in, 249.\\ngilded vessel in gallant, 383.\\nhe that shot so, 105.\\nmeadows, 248.\\nreckoning, 87.\\nthat shoots so, 405.\\nTrip it as you go, 248.\\nTrissotin, half, 593.\\nTriton blow his wreathed horn, 477.\\nof the minnows, hear you this, 103.\\nTriumph advances, chief in, 491.\\nin redeeming love, 674.\\npedestaled in, 651.\\npursue the, 320.\\nTriumphal arch, 516.\\nTriumphant death, 240.\\nfaith, o er our fears, 615.\\nTriumphed, Jehovah has, 524.\\nover time, 26.\\nTrivet, right as a, 676.\\nTrivial fond records, 132.\\nround the common task, 569.\\nTrivial things, contests rise from, 325.\\nTrod, proper men as ever, 110.\\nTrodden out, little fire is quickly, 95.\\nthe wine-press alone, 834.\\nTrojans, the distant, 337.\\nTroop, farewell the plumed, 154.\\nTroops of error, charged the, 217.\\nof friends, love obedience, 124.\\nTrope, out there flew a, 210.\\nTrophies, need not raise, 258.\\nunto the enemies of truth, 217.\\nTropic, under the, 220.\\nTroth, not break my, 54.\\ntime tries the, in everything, 18.\\nTroubadour, gayly the, 581.\\nTrouble, double toil and, 123.\\nman is born unto, 816.\\nof few days and full of, 817.\\nour days begin with, 687.\\npresent help in, 820.\\nremedy for every, 701.\\nwar is toil and, 272.\\nwhy all this toil and, 466.\\nTroubles, against a sea of, 135.\\nof the brain, the written, 125.\\npeck of, 791.\\nTroubled air, meteor to the, 383.\\nlet not your heart be, 843.\\nlike a fountain, 73.\\nwaters, fish in, 283.\\nwith thick-coming fancies, 125.\\nTroublesome disguises, 234.\\nTroublest me, thou, 97.\\nTroubling, wicked cease from, 816.\\nTrousers, steam-engine in, 461.\\nTrowel, laid on with a, 66.\\nTroy, Astyanax the hope of, 338.\\ndivine, tale of, 250.\\ndoubted, heard, 558.\\nfired another, 272.\\nhalf his, was burnt, 88.\\nheard, doubted, 558.\\nlaid in ashes, 280.\\nwhere is, 352.\\nTroy s proud glories, 337.\\nTruant, aged ears play, at his tales,\\n55.\\nhusband should return, 556.\\nTruckle-bed, honour s, 212.\\nTrudged along unknowing, 273.\\nTrue Amphitryon, 277.\\nand honourable wife, 112.\\nare you good men and, 51.\\nas fate, 182.\\nas steel, 58, 107.\\nas the dial to the sun, 215.\\nas the needle to the pole, 306.\\nbattled for the, 632.\\nbeginning of our end, 59.\\nblue, Presbyterian, 210.\\ndare to be, 205.\\neasy to be, 671.\\ngood to be honest and, 450.\\nhearts lie withered, 521.\\nhope is swift, 97.\\nI have married her, 149.\\nif England to itself rest, 80.\\nlike the needle, 389.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1156.jp2"}, "1151": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1127\\nTrue love, course of, never did run\\nsmooth, 57.\\nlove is like ghosts, 795.\\nman s apparel, every, 49.\\nnature the first cause of the, 755.\\nnothing, but heaven, 524.\\npatriots all, 445.\\nperfection, praise and, 66.\\nso tender and so, 380.\\nstrange but, 560.\\ntender and, Douglas, 38.\\nt is pity and pity t is t is true, 133.\\nto one party, 659.\\nto the kindred points of heaven, 485.\\nto thine own self be, 130.\\ntoo good to be, 284.\\nuse of speech, 403.\\nway to be deceived, 795.\\nwhatsoever things are, 847.\\nTrue-fixed and resting quality, 112.\\nTruepenny, art thou there, 132.\\nTruly loved never forgets, 520.\\nTrump, shrill, 154.\\nTrumpery, with all their, 231.\\nTrumpet give an uncertain sound, 845.\\nmoved more than with a, 34.\\nshifted his, 400.\\nsound the, beat the drums, 281.\\nsounds to horse, 296.\\nthe thing became a, 485.\\nTrumpets, never heard the sound of, 734.\\nsilver snarling, 575.\\nTrumpet-tongued, angels, 118.\\nTrumps, if dirt was, 510.\\nTruncheon, the marshal s, 47.\\nTrundle-tail, tike or, 148.\\nTrust all and be deceived, better, 641.\\nall power is a, 608.\\ngovernment is a, 517.\\nin all things high, 630.\\nin God is our, 517.\\nin God, put your, 588.\\nin princes, put not your, 824.\\nin Providence, put your, 313.\\nmagistracy is a great, 411.\\nno agent, 51.\\nno future howe er pleasant, 612.\\nno man on his oath, 109.\\nno man without a conscience, 379.\\nold friends to, 171.\\nsomehow good will be, 632.\\nsoothed by an unfaltering, 572.\\ntakes in, our youth, 26.\\nwoman s faith and woman s, 494.\\nTrusts, offices are public, 529.\\npublic, 859.\\nTrusted, let no such man be, 66.\\nTrustees, officers of government are, 517.\\nTrusty drouthy crony, 451.\\nTruth and daylight meet, 255.\\nand noonday light to thee, 654.\\nand pure delight, heirs of, 477-\\nand shame the devil, 85, 772.\\nand soberness, words of, 843.\\nauthority and show of, 52.\\nbasis of every, 409.\\nbe in the field, so, 255.\\nborn to inquire after, 778.\\nTruth, bright countenance of, 253.\\ncrushed to earth, 573.\\ndenies all eloquence to woe, 551.\\ndoubt, to be a liar, 133.\\nenemies of, 217.\\nfiction lags after, 408.\\nforever on the scaffold, 657.\\nfrom his lips prevailed, 397.\\nfrom pole to pole, spread the, 300.\\ngreat is, and mighty, 836.\\ngreat ocean of, 278.\\nhas such a face, 269.\\nhath a quiet breast, 80.\\nhe ought to die for, 600.\\nher glorious precepts draw, 675.\\nhis utmost skill, 174.\\nI will be harsh as, 605.\\nimpossible to be soiled, 253.\\nin every shepherd s tongue, 25.\\nin masquerade, 560.\\nin the light of, 475.\\nin the strife of, 657.\\nin wine there is, 719.\\nincrease to her, 378.\\nis always strange, 560.\\nis beauty beaut} is truth, 576.\\nis its handmaid, 460.\\nis precious and divine, 213.\\nis the handmaid of justice, 4G0.\\nis the highest thing, 4.\\nis truth, 49.\\nlend her noblest fires, 540.\\nlie which is half a, 628.\\nlies deep down, 766.\\nlies like, 125.\\nmakes free, whom the, 421.\\nman never harmed by, 754.\\nmay be, tell how the, 487.\\nmay bear all lights, 578.\\nmercy and, are met together, 821.\\nmiscalled simplicity, 162.\\nmournful, 366.\\nnature is styled, 755.\\nnot to be spoken at all times, 780.\\nnothing so powerful as, 534.\\nnothing so strange as, 534.\\nocean of, all undiscovered, 278.\\nof a song, swear to the, 287.\\nof history, 724.\\nof truths is love, 654.\\non the scaffold, 657.\\none, is clear, 316.\\none way possible of speaking, 651.\\npardon error but love, 801.\\npatriot, 675.\\npurity and, eternal joy, 280.\\nput to the worse, 255.\\nquenched the open, 491.\\nridicule the test of, 578.\\nsanctified by, 483.\\nseeming, 63.\\nsevere by fairy fiction drest, 383.\\nshall be thy warrant, 25.\\nshall ever come uppermost, 653.\\nshall make you free, 843.\\nsimple, his utmost skill, 174.\\nso pure of old, kept thy, 252.\\nsole judge of, 317.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1157.jp2"}, "1152": {"fulltext": "1128\\nINDEX.\\nTruth speak as much as I dare, 777.\\nspeak every man, 847.\\nspeech is, 489.\\nstatesman yet friend to, 323.\\nstooped to, 328.\\nstranger than fiction, 560.\\nstrife of, with falsehood, 657.\\nthe brilliant Frenchman never knew,\\n414.\\nthe poet sings, this is, 626.\\nthe test of ridicule, 444.\\nthere is no, in him, 843.\\nthroughout the world, 483.\\ntime brings increase to her, 378.\\ntime trieth truth, 18.\\ntime will teach thee soon the, 613.\\nto side with, is noble, 657.\\nurge him with, 342.\\nvantage ground of, 164.\\nwe know, by the heart, 799.\\nwell known to most, 424.\\nwhispering tongues can poison, 500.\\nwho having unto, 42.\\nwill come to sight, 62.\\nwill sometimes lend her noblest fires,\\n540.\\nwith gold she weighs, 330.\\nwith him who sings, 631.\\nwith the emblem of, 537.\\nwould you teach, 319.\\nTruths as refined as Athens heard, 672.\\ndiscovery of divine, 304.\\ndivine came mended from that tongue,\\n333.\\nelectrify the sage, whose, 514.\\nfictions like to, 692.\\ngreat, are portions of the soul, 656.\\nI tell, believe the, 389.\\ninstruments of darkness tell us, 116.\\nrefined as ever Athens heard, 672.\\nthat wake to perish never, 478.\\nto be self-evident, 434.\\ntwo, are told, 116.\\nwhich are not for all men, 801.\\nwho feel great, 654.\\nTruth s, thy country s thy God s and,\\n100.\\nTry first then call in God, 699.\\nmen s souls, times that, 431.\\nour fortunes, ready to, 90.\\nthe man, let the end, 89.\\nTub, tale of a, 772.\\nto the whale, fling a, 291.\\nupon its own bottom, every, 350.\\nTufted crow-toe, 247.\\ntrees, bosomed high in, 248.\\nTug of war, then was the, 281.\\nTugged with fortune, 121.\\nTully s curule chair, 391.\\nTumble, another, 585.\\nready with every nod to, 97.\\nTumours of a troubled mind, 695.\\nTumult of the soul, 481.\\nTune, bells jangled out of, 136.\\nincapable of a, 509.\\nmemory plays an old, 654.\\nnature s heart in, 580.\\nof flutes, 157.\\nTune, our voices keep, 518.\\nout of, above the pitch, 771.\\nshould keep so long in, 303.\\nsingeth a quiet, 499.\\nto sing the same, 729.\\nTurbans, white silken, 240.\\nTurbulence eludes the eye, 473.\\nTurf, at his head a green grass, 405.\\nbeneath their feet, 515.\\ngreen be the, above thee, 562.\\ngreen grassy, 428.\\nof fresh earth, smell to a, 222.\\noft on the dappled, 473.\\nthat wraps their clay, 390.\\nTurk, base Phrygian, 45.\\nbear like the, 327.\\nout-paramoured the, 147.\\nTurkman s rest, cheers the, 555.\\nTurn and fight another day, 216.\\nat need, good, 782.\\nbackward O Time, 668.\\neach thing his, does hold, 203.\\nof the tide, 91.\\none good, asketh another, 15.\\nover a new leaf, 174, 182.\\nthe smallest worm will, 95.\\nyour hand to anything, 787.\\nTurning trembles too, 389.\\nTurnips, man who, cries, 375.\\nTurns at the touch of joy, 389.\\nwith ceaseless pain, 394.\\nTurph, Peter, 72.\\nTurrets of the land, 636.\\nTurtle, love of the, 549.\\nvoice of the, is heard, 832.\\nTwain, if, be away, 6, 17.\\nTwal, short hour ayont the, 446.\\nTweed, at York t is on the, 318.\\nTweedledum and Tweedledee, 351.\\nTwelve, Cristes lore and his apostles, 2.\\ngood men into a box, 528.\\ngood rules, the, 398.\\nhonest men have decided, 671.\\nin the sworn, 47.\\nmiles from a lemon, 460.\\nstout miles, might travel, 472.\\ntongue of midnight hath told, 59.\\nyears ago I was a boy, 595.\\nTwenty bokes clothed in black, 1.\\ndays are now, long as, 470.\\nkiss me sweet and, 75.\\nmore such names, 72.\\nmortal murders, 122.\\nworlds, should conquer, 181.\\nTwenty-one, in the confidence of, 376.\\nthe minor pants for, 329.\\nTwice read, what is, 369.\\nTwice-told tale, life is tedious as a, 79,\\n345.\\nTwig is bent, just as the, 320.\\nTwilight dews are falling fast, 524.\\ndews, no, 493.\\ndisastrous, 225.\\nfair, as stars of, 474.\\ngray in sober livery, 233.\\nlets her curtain down, 582.\\nof the heart, an evening, 562.\\nrepairing, when at, 515.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1158.jp2"}, "1153": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1129\\nTwilight soft and dim, 682.\\nTwilights, her dusky hair like, 474.\\nTwilight s curtain, 582.\\nTwin brethren, great, 593.\\nhappiness was born a, 557.\\nTwins even from the birth, 343.\\nTwinkling of a star, but the, 214.\\nof an eye, in the, 62, 846.\\nTwitch quick as lightning, 214.\\nTwixt two boundless seas, 525.\\nTwo clouds at morning, I saw, 677.\\neternities, past and future, 525.\\nhandles, everything hath, 746.\\nhands upon the breast, 667.\\nheads better than one, 12.\\nhearts in one, 782.\\nhearts that beat as one, 806.\\nirons in the fire, 196.\\nlovely berries on one stem, 58.\\nnarrow words hicjacet, 27.\\nof a trade can never agree, 349.\\nof that, trick worth, 84.\\npale feet crossed in rest, 667.\\nsides to every question, 765.\\nsingle gentlemen rolled in one, 454.\\nsouls with a single thought, 806.\\nstrings to his bow, 15.\\ntruths are told, 116.\\nvoices are there, 478.\\nTwo-and-seventy stenches, 503.\\nTwofold image, we saw a, 481.\\nTwo-handed engine, 247.\\nTwo-headed Janus, 59.\\nTwo-legged animal, man is a, 763.\\nthing a son, 267.\\nType, careful of the, 632.\\nof the wise who soar, 485.\\nof thee, Ferdinand Mendez Pinto was\\nbut a, 294.\\nTypes of things, loose, 473.\\nTypical of strife, clubs, 420.\\nTyrannous to use it like a giant, 48.\\nTyranny begins, where law ends, 364.\\nTyrant, beautiful, 107.\\ncustom, the, 151.\\nof his fields, 385.\\nTyrants, be wasted for, 525.\\n_^ ever sworn the foe to, 459.\\nv from policy, kings will be, 410.\\nnecessity the argument of, 453.\\nrebellion to, 859.\\nwatered by the blood of, 804.\\nTyrant s plea, necessity the, 232.\\nUgliest of trades, 597.\\nUgly and venomous, the toad, 67.\\nsights, so full of, 96.\\nUltimate angels law, 650.\\nUltimum moriens of respectability, 638\\nUmbered face, sees the other s, 92.\\nUna with her milk-white lamb, 477.\\nUnadorned, adorned the most, when,\\n356.\\nUnalienable rights, 434.\\nUnalterable days, the, 600.\\nUnaneled, disappointed, 132.\\nUnanimity is wonderful, their, 441.\\nUnapprehended inspiration, 568.\\nUnassuming commonplace, 473.\\nUnattained, the far-off, 680.\\nUnattempted yet in prose, 178.\\nUnavenged, insults, 480.\\nScipio s ghost walks, 298.\\nUnaware, I blessed them, 498.\\nUnawares, like instincts, 634.\\nUnawed by influence, 675.\\nUnblemished let me live, 333.\\nUnblessed, every inordinate cup is, 152.\\nUnborn ages, ye, 383.\\nUnborrowed from the eye, 467.\\nUnbought grace of life, 410.\\nhealth, hunt in fields for, 270.\\nUnbounded courage, 299.\\nstomach, man of an, 100.\\nUnbribed by gain, 675.\\nUnburied men, bodies of, 181.\\nUncertain, comes and goes, the world,\\n602.\\ncoy and hard to please, 490.\\nglory of an April day, 44.\\npaper, certain portion of, 556.\\nthe visible for the, 766.\\nvoyage, life s, 109.\\nUncertainty, certainty for an, 369\\ncloaca of, 799.\\nof the law, glorious, 350.\\nUnchained strength, the giant s, 572.\\nUnchanging law of God, 639.\\nUncharitableness, all, 850.\\nUncheered by hope, 537.\\nUncle me no uncle, 862.\\nUnclean lips, man of, 833.\\nUnclouded ray, whose, 321.\\nUnclubable man, a very, 371.\\nUncoffined and unknown, 547.\\nUncompromising as justice, 605.\\nUnconditional surrender, 664.\\nUnconfined, let joy be, 542.\\nUnconning, thou art so, 6.\\nUnconquerable mind, 382, 471.\\nwill and stud} of revenge, 223.\\nUnconquered steam, 474.\\nwill, star of the, 613.\\nUnconscious of decays, age, 341.\\nUnconsidered trifles, snapper-up of, 77.\\nUncreated night, 227.\\nUncreating word, before thy, 332.\\nUnction, flattering, 141.\\nUndazzled eyes, 255.\\nUndefyled, well of English, 28.\\nUndepressed in size, 479.\\nUnder the rose, 219.\\nUnderlings, we are, 110.\\nUnderneath his feet he cast, 23.\\nthis sable hearse, 179.\\nthis stone doth lie, 178.\\nUnderstand, believe what they least, 779.\\nUnderstanding and wisdom, 833.\\ncandle of, 836.\\ndupe of the heart, 795.\\nfor thy more sweet, 54.\\ngive it an, but no tongue, 129.\\nGod gives, 421.\\njoke into a Scotch, 459.\\nmore, than my teachers, 823.\\nnot obliged to find you an, 375.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1159.jp2"}, "1154": {"fulltext": "1130\\nINDEX.\\nUnderstanding, passeth all, 847.\\nto direct, 688.\\nwith all thy getting get, 825.\\nUnderstood, harmony not, 316.\\nher by her sight, 177.\\nthe interpreter hardest to be, 441,\\nUndervalue me, if she, 26.\\nUndescribable, describe the, 545.\\nUndeserved praise, 330.\\nUndevout astronomer is mad, 310.\\nUndiscovered country, 136.\\nUndisputed thing, 635.\\nUndivulged crimes, 147.\\nUndone, another victory we are, 171.\\nhis country, they ve, 298.\\nif we are known we are, 761.\\nif we had not been undone, 724.\\nin another fight I were, 733.\\nto want to be, 30.\\nwidow, some, 194.\\nwidows, thousands of, 172.\\nwrongdoer that has left something,\\n755.\\nUndreamed shores, 78.\\nUndress, fair, best dress, 357.\\nher gentle limbs did she, 499.\\nUneasy lies the head, 89.\\nlight, remnant of, 474.\\nUnerfectual fire, gins to pale his, 132.\\nUnessential, irrecognition of the, 662.\\nUnexercised, virtue, 251.\\nUnexpected always happens, the, 701.\\ndeath the best, 735.\\nUnexpressed, uttered or, 497.\\nUnexpressive she, fair chaste and, 70.\\nUnextinguished laughter, 337, 344.\\nUnfaltering trust, 572.\\nUnfashionable, lamely and, 95.\\nUnfathomed caves of ocean, 385.\\nUnfeathered two-legged thing, 267.\\nUnfeeling for his own, 381.\\nUnfed sides, 147.\\nUnfinished, deformed, 95.\\nUnfirm, more giddy and, 75.\\nUnfit, for all things, 399.\\nfor ladies love, 272.\\nto sink or soar, 554.\\nUnfold, I could a tale, 131.\\nUnfolds both heaven and earth, 57.\\nUnforgiving eye, 442.\\nUnformed Occident, 39.\\nUnfortunate by a calamity, 766.\\nMiss Bailey, 454.\\none more, 586.\\nUnfriended melancholy slow, 394.\\nUnfriendly to society, 415.\\nUnfruitful, invention is, 408.\\nUnfurnished, head to be let, 210.\\nUngalied play, the hart, 138.\\nUngracious pastors, 129.\\nUngrateful, man who is, 795.\\nUnhabitable downs, 289.\\nUnhand me gentlemen, 131.\\nUnhandsome corse, a slovenly, 83.\\nUnhanged, not three good men, 84.\\nUnhappy far-off things, 473.\\nfolks on shore, 510.\\nnever so, as we suppose, 794.\\nUnhappy, none but the great, 301.\\nnone think the great, 310.\\nwhat the happy owe to the, 343.\\nUnheard by the world, 524.\\nUnheeded flew the hours, 464.\\nUnholy blue, eyes of, 521.\\nUnhonoured and unsung, 488.\\nhis relics are laid, 519.\\nyears, laden with, 449.\\nUnhouseled, disappointed, 132.\\nUn-idea d girls, 369.\\nUnimaginable trance, 504.\\nUnintelligible world, this, 467.\\nUninterred, he lies, 341.\\nUnion, flag of our, 596.\\nfragments of a once glorious, 533.\\nhere of hearts, there is no, 496.\\nin partition, 58.\\nindestructible, 619.\\nis perfect, our, 426.\\nliberty and, now and forever, 533.\\nmusic of the, keep step to the, 588.\\nmust be preserved, our Federal, 458.\\nof hearts union of hands, 596.\\nof lakes union of lands, 596.\\nof states none can sever, 596.\\nour Federal, 458.\\nsail on O, strong and great, 615.\\nwith his native sea, 480.\\nUnison, some chord in, 422.\\nUnited we stand, 595.\\nyet divided, 417.\\nUniting we stand, 426.\\nUnity, God is, 764.\\non earth, confound all, 124.\\nto dwell together in, 824.\\nUniversal blank, 230.\\ncure, cheap and, 261.\\ndarkness buries all, 332.\\ngood, partial evil, 316.\\ngrin, nature wears one, 362.\\npeace, uproar the, 124.\\nworld, in the, 93.\\nUniverse, better ordering of the, 768.\\nborn for the, 399.\\nforsakes thee, 803.\\nglory and shame of the, 799.\\nGod is the creator of the, 765.\\nharmony of the, 409.\\nis change, 751.\\nloves to create, 756.\\nmade up of all that is, one, 754.\\nnature of the, 755.\\nvast, scenes for a theatre, 777.\\nUniversity of these days, 580.\\nUnjust peace before a just war, 361.\\nto nature and himself, 307.\\nUnkind as man s ingratitude, 70.\\nwhen givers prove, 136.\\nUnkindest cut of all, the most, 113.\\nUnkindness, I tax not you with, 146.\\nUnknelled uncoffined, 547.\\nUnknowing what he sought, 273.\\nUnknown and like esteemed, 245.\\nand silent shore, 509.\\nargues yourselves, 234.\\nforms of things, 59.\\nit is good to love the, 509.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1160.jp2"}, "1155": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1131\\nUnknown, she lived, 469.\\nthus let me live, unseen, 334.\\nto fortune and to fame, 386.\\ntoo early seen, 105.\\nUnlamented let me die, 334.\\nUnlearn not what you have learned, 763.\\nUnlearned, amaze the, 324.\\nmen of books, 310.\\ntheir wants may view, 325.\\nUnless above himself he can erect him-\\nself, 39.\\nUnlessoned girl unschooled, 64.\\nUnlettered small-knowing soul, 54.\\nUnlineal hand, with an, 121.\\nUnlooked for, she comes, 333.\\nUnmannerly untaught knaves, 57.\\nUnmarried, primroses die, 77.\\nUnmask her beauty to the moon, 129.\\nUnmeasured by flight of years, 497.\\nUnmerciful disaster, 640.\\nUnnioving finger, his slow, 155.\\nUnmusical to the Volscians ears, 103.\\nUnnatural, nothing is, 441.\\nUnnumbered woes, 336.\\nUnpack my heart with words, 135.\\nUnpaid-for silk, rustling in, 159.\\nUnpathed waters undreamed shores, 78.\\nUnperceived decay, melts in, 365.\\nshade softening in shade, 357.\\nUnpitied sacrifice, 408.\\nunrespited, unreprieved, 227.\\nUnpleasant body, moist, 652.\\npeople, leaving, 556.\\nUnpleasantest words, 64.\\nUnpleasing sharps, 108.\\nUnpolluted flesh, fair and, 144.\\nUnpractised unschooled, 64.\\nUnpremeditated verse, 238.\\nUnpresumptuous eye, 421.\\nUnprofitable, fretful stir, 467.\\nstale flat and, 128.\\nUnprofitably burns, our oil, 415.\\nUnpurchased hand, with, 636.\\nUnreal mockery hence, 122.\\nUnreclaimed blood, 133.\\nUnredressed, wrongs, 480.\\nUnreflected light, 594.\\nUnrelenting foe to love, 358.\\nhate, Juno s, 274.\\nUnremembered acts, 467.\\nUnrespited unpitied unreprieved, 227.\\nUnrest or noyance, 357.\\nUnresting sea, life s, 636.\\nUnreturning brave, 543.\\nUnrighteous man his thoughts, 834.\\nUnripened beauties, 298.\\nUnruly evil, tongue is an, 849.\\nmember, 849.\\nUnschooled unpractised, 64.\\nUnseasonable, the insupportable is, 742.\\nUnseen, born to blush, 385.\\nwalk the earth, 234.\\nUnsighed for past, 482.\\nUnskilful laugh, make the, 137.\\nUnsought be won, 237.\\nis better, love given, 76.\\nUnspoken, what to leave, 168.\\nUnspotted life is old age, 836.\\nUnspotted lily, a most, 101.\\nUnstable as water, 813.\\nfortune is, 766.\\nUnsuccessful or successful war, 418.\\nUnsung, unwept unhonoured, 488.\\nUnsunned heaps of treasure, 244.\\nsnow, chaste as, 159.\\nUnsuspected isle in the far seas, 644.\\nUntainted, heart, 94.\\nUntaught knaves, he called them, 83.\\nUnthinking idle wild, 676.\\ntime, quaffing and, 272.\\nUntimely death, 335.\\nfrost, death s, 450.\\ngrave, 200, 851.\\ngraves, emblems of, 420.\\nUnto dying e}-es, 630.\\nthe pure all things are pure, 848.\\nUntravelled, my heart, 394.\\nUntrewe, tellen his tale, 2.\\nUntrodden ways, among the, 469.\\nUntune that string, 102.\\nUntutored mind, 315.\\nUntwined me from the mass of deeds,\\n644,\\nUntwisting all the chains, 249.\\nUnused, fust in us, 142.\\nto the melting mood, 157.\\nUnutterable things, looked, 356.\\nUnutterably bright stars, d(jS.\\nUnvalued jewels, 96.\\nUnvarnished tale, a round, 150.\\nUnveiled her peerless light, 233.\\nUnvexed with cares of gain, 348.\\nUnwashed artificer, another lean, 80.\\nUnwearied spirit, 64.\\nUnwelcome news, bringer of, 88.\\nUnwept unhonoured and unsung, 488.\\nUnwhipped of justice, 147.\\nUnwilling ploughshare, 486.\\nUnwillingly to school, creeping, 69.\\nUnwomanly rags, woman in, 585.\\nUnworthy a religious man, 578.\\nspurns of the, 135.\\nUnwritten and written law, 760.\\nUnwrung, our withers are, 138.\\nUp and doing, let us be, 612.\\ngame is, 160.\\nin my bed now, 584.\\nmy friend and quit your books, 466.\\nrose Emilie, 2.\\nrose the sonne, 2.\\nstairs into the world, 294.\\nwith you, it is, 702.\\nUpbraiding shore, buried by the, 545.\\nUpland lawn, sun upon the, 386.\\nUpmost round, attains the, 111.\\nUpon the platform, 129.\\nthis hint I spake, 151.\\nUpper ten thousand, 655.\\nUpper-crust, they are all, 580.\\nUpright, God hath made man, 831.\\nkeel, she steadies with, 498.\\nman, behold the, 819.\\nUproar, sand and wild, 598.\\nthe universal peace, 124.\\nUpstairs and downstairs. 679.\\nUpturned faces, sea of, 493, 531.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1161.jp2"}, "1156": {"fulltext": "1132\\nIXDEX.\\nUrania govern thou my song, 236.\\nUrge him with truth, 342.\\nno healths, 398.\\nUrges sweet return, retirement, 239.\\nUrn, bubbling and loud-hissing, 420.\\ncan storied, 384.\\nday fills his blue, 600.\\nfancy s pictured, 382.\\nlife from its mysterious, 577.\\nmouldering, 428.\\nof poverty, penny in the, 588.\\nUrns, fire in antique Roman, 213.\\nin their golden, draw light, 236.\\nlamps in old sepulchral, 415.\\nrule our spirits from their, 554.\\nUrs, those dreadful, 636.\\nUse almost can change the stamp of\\nnature, 141.\\nboth thanks and, 46.\\ndoth breed a habit in a man, 44.\\nhim as though you loved him, 208.\\nof nature, against the, 116.\\nof speech, the true, 403.\\nremote from common, 556.\\nsoiled with all ignoble, 633.\\nstrained from that fair, 106.\\nthem kindly they rebel, 313.\\nthings beyond all, 112.\\nUses of adversity, sweet are the, 67.\\nof this world, 128.\\nto what base, we may return, 144.\\nUsed to a thing, 441.\\nUseless if it goes as if it stands, 415.\\nto excel where none admire, 377.\\nUshers in the even, full star that, 163.\\nUtica, no pent-up, 439.\\nUtility, laws of beauty and, 644.\\nUtmost need, deserted at his, 271.\\nUtterance, give them voice and, 420.\\nof the early gods, 575.\\nUttered knowledge, 34.\\nor unexpressed, 497.\\nUttermost parts of the sea, 824.\\nVacancies by death are few, 435.\\nby resignation ne, 435.\\nVacancy, bend yodT on, 141.\\ngloomy calm of id*\\nVacant chair, one, 615.\\ngarments, stuffs out his, 7^\\ninterlunar cave, 241.\\nmind a mind distressed, 415.\\nmind and body filled, 92.\\nmind quite, 415.\\nmind, that spoke the, 396.\\nVacation, conscience have, 213.\\nVacuity of thought, 420.\\nVagrom men, comprehend all, 52.\\nVain as the leaf upon the stream, 491.\\nbeauty is, 829.\\ncall it not, 488.\\ndid she conjure me, in, 407.\\nfantasy, nothing but, 105.\\nI only know we loved in, 539.\\nis the help of man, 821.\\nmy weary search, 395.\\npomp and glory of this world, 99.\\nseals of love but sealed in, 49.\\nVain, splendour dazzles in, 568.\\ntime toiled after him in, 366.\\nto love in, 261.\\nto tell thee all I feel, 594.\\nwas the chief s pride, 330.\\nwisdom all, 228.\\nwishes stilled, be my, 674.\\nVale, meanest floweret of the, 386.\\nof life, sequestered, 385, 425.\\nof pain, pleasures in the, 492.\\nof tears, beyond this, 497.\\nof years, declined into the, 153.\\nwhere bright waters meet, 520.\\nyon taper cheers the, 402.\\nVales, pyramids in, 309.\\nthe Delphian, 562.\\nValentine s day, to-morrow is, 142.\\nValet, no one a hero to his, 740.\\nValet-de-chambre, my, is not aware, 740.\\nValiant, all the brothers were, 852.\\nand cunning hi fence, 76.\\nbut not too venturous, 32.\\nman and free, 633.\\ntaste death but once, 112.\\nthe reproof, 72.\\nthou little, great hi villany, 79.\\ntrencher-man, a very, 50.\\nValley, lord of the, 520.\\nof death, all in the, 628.\\nof decision, 836.\\nso sweet, 520.\\nValleys and rocks never heard, 416.\\nhills and, dales and fields, 40.\\nVallombrosa, brooks hi, 224.\\nValour formed, for contemplation and,\\n232.\\ngiven, angel hands to, 574.\\nis certainly going, my, 441.\\nis oozing out, my, 441.\\nis sneaking off, my, 441.\\nthe better part of, 87.\\nValuable, what is, is not new, 532.\\nValue, being lost we rack the, 53.\\nlearning has its, 797.\\nVan, in the battle s, 680.\\nVandunck, Mynheer, 454.\\nVanilla of society, 460.\\n17 anish like lightning, 594.\\n..xiished hand, touch of a, 627.\\nVanishings blank misgivings, 478.\\nVanities of earth, fuming, 483.\\nof life forego, 492.\\nVanity, all is, 829, 830.\\nall others are but, 508.\\nand vexation of spirit, 830.\\nFair, beareth the name of, 265.\\nin years, 85.\\nlighter than, 265, 821.\\nman is altogether, 820.\\nmen of low degree are, 821.\\nof this icked world, 850.\\nof vanit .es, 829.\\nVanquished, e en though, 397.\\nVantage best have took, 47.\\ncoign of, 117.\\nVantage-ground of truth, 164.\\nVapour melting in a tear, 346.\\nof a dungeon, 154.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1162.jp2"}, "1157": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1133\\nVapour sometime like a bear, 158.\\nVapours, congregation of, 134.\\nVariable as the shade, 490.\\nlest thy love prove, 10G.\\nVaried God, are but the, 357.\\nyear, to rule the, 356.\\nVariety is the spice of_life, 419.\\nmeu pleased with, 729.\\nnor custom stale her infinite, 157.\\norder in, 333.\\npleasure unseasoned by, 710.\\nVarious, a man so, 268.\\nare the tastes of men, 391.\\nbustle of resort, 244.\\nearth was made so. 417.\\nhis eniployrnents, 420.\\nVarying verse, to join the, 329.\\nVase, you may shatter the, 522.\\nVassal tides, 634.\\nVast and middle of the night, 128.\\nantres, and deserts idle, 150.\\nexpense, maintained at, 273.\\nis art, so, 323.\\nVasty deep, spirits from the, 85.\\nVault, deep damp, 308.\\nfretted, the long-drawn aisle, 384.\\nheaven s ebon, 568.\\nmakes this, a feasting presence, 109.\\nmere lees is left this, 120.\\nof aU the Capulets, 412.\\nVaulted with such ease, 86.\\nVaulting ambition, 118.\\nVaward of our youth, 8S.\\nVeering gait, when his, 485.\\nVehemence of youth, fiery, 491.\\nVeil is unremoved, whose, 485.\\nno mortal ever took up my, 740.\\nVeils her sacred fires, 332.\\nspirits clad in, 653.\\nVein, C anises 85.\\nI am not in the, 97.\\nit checks no, 357.\\nthis is Ercles 57.\\nwhen the heart is in a, 525.\\nVenerable men from a former generation,\\n530.\\ntrees, brotherhood of, 474.\\nVeneration but no rest, 166.\\nVengeance, big with, 363.\\nwaits on wrong, 344.\\nVengeful blade, 459.\\nVeni vidi vici, 735.\\nVenice, I stood in. 544.\\nonce was dear, 544.\\nsate in state, where, 544.\\nVenom, bubbling, 540.\\nhimself, all, 400.\\nVenomous, toad ugly and, 67.\\nVentered life an love an youth, 6u0.\\nVentricle of memory, begot in the, 55.\\nVents in mangled forms, 68.\\nVenture, nought, nought have, 15, 21.\\nVentures in one bottom, 59.\\nor lose our, 115.\\nVenturous, not too, 32.\\nVenus sets ere Mercury can rise, 336.\\nthe Grecian, 378.\\nVer, primrose first-born child of, 199.\\nVeracity increases with old age, 796.\\nVerbosity, thread of his, 56.\\nVerdure, spreads the fresh, 414.\\nVere de Vere, caste of, 623.\\nVerge enough, ample room and, 383.\\nenough for more, 277.\\nof heaven, quite in the, 307.\\nof her confine, 146.\\nof the churchyard mould, 585.\\nVermeil-tinctured lip, 246.\\nVernal bloom or summer s rose, 230.\\nmorn, suns that gild the, 424.\\nseasons of the year, 254.\\nwood, one impulse from a, 466.\\nVersailles, dauphiness at, 409.\\nVerse, accomplishment of, 479.\\ncheered with ends of, 212.\\ncursed be the, 327.\\nhappy who in his, 799.\\nherself inspires, decorate the, 540.\\nhitches in a rhynie slides into, 323.\\nhoarse rough, 324.\\nmarried to immortal, 249, 481.\\nmay find him, a, 204.\\nmy gentle, 162.\\noctosyllabic, 550.\\none, for sense, 213.\\none, for the other s sake, 213.\\nor two, to write a, 204.\\nsweetens toil, 393.\\nthe subject of all, 179.\\nthe varying, 329.\\nthy rare gold song of, 651.\\nunpremeditated, 238.\\nwho says in, 329.\\nwill seem prose, 280.\\nVerses, false gallop of, 70.\\nquire of bad, 593.\\nrhyme the rudder is of, 211.\\nVersed in books, deep, 241.\\nVery like a whale, 139.\\nVessel, one. unto honour, 844.\\nthe gilded, goes, 383.\\nwife the weaker, 849.\\nVessels large may vent re more, 360.\\nVestal modestv, pure *\u00c2\u00a7d, 108.\\nVestal s lot, blar 333.\\nVesture of Ic _hs muddy, 65.\\n.-..an. Z f errluous lags the, 365.\\nVeterans rewards, the world its, 321.\\nVex not his ghost, 149.\\nthe brain, researches, 443.\\nVexation of spirit, 830.\\nVexing the dull ear of a drowsy man, 79.\\nViaticum of old age, 762.\\nVibrates in the memory, music, 567.\\nVibrations, to deaden its, 617.\\nVicar of the Almightie Lord, 6.\\nVice, amusements prevent, 371.\\nby action dignified, 106.\\ndistinction between virtue and, 370.\\nencourage no, 398.\\nend in sight was a, 646.\\ngathered every, 332.\\ngood old-gentlemanly, 556.\\nis a monster, 317.\\nis sold, almost every, 178.\\nitself lost half its evil, 410.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1163.jp2"}, "1158": {"fulltext": "1134\\nINDEX.\\nVice of fools, never-failing, 323.\\nof old age, a common, 705.\\npays to virtue, the homage, 795.\\nprevails, when, 298.\\nsome tincture of, in the best virtue,\\n777.\\nthat reverend, 85.\\nvirtue itself turns, 106.\\nVices disguised, virtues are, 794.\\nHannibal had many, 186.\\nladder of our, 616.\\nour pleasant, 149.\\nsmall, do appear, 148.\\nwallets for our, 716.\\nVicious and virtuous, 318.\\nVicissitudes in all things, 703.\\nman used to, 368.\\nof fortune, 430.\\nof sects and religions, 168.\\nof things, the sad, 379, 393.\\nVictims play, the little, 381.\\npriests altars, 323.\\nVictor exult, shall, 514.\\nVictors, to the, belong the spoils. 676.\\nVictories, after a thousand, 161.\\npeace hath her, 252.\\nVictorious, o er a the ills o life, 451.\\nwreaths, bound with, 95.\\nVictory, a Cadmean, 807.\\nfollows in its train, 460.\\ngrave where is thy, 335, 846.\\nif not, is yet revenge, 226.\\nit was a famous, 507.\\nof endurance born, 573.\\nor death, resolved on, 804.\\nor Westminster Abbey, 446.\\nundone by another, 171.\\nVienna, congress of, dances, 803.\\nlooker-on here in, 49.\\nView, keep probability in, 349.\\nlandscape tire the, 358.\\nme with a critic s eye, 459.\\norder gave each thing, 98.\\nthat mocks me with the, 394.\\nwith extensive, 365.\\nViews of happiness, distant, 181.\\nof themselves, interested, 304.\\nViewless winds, imprisoned in, 48.\\nVigil long, patient search and, 555.\\non the green, keep their, 635.\\nVigils keep, poets painful, 331.\\nVigilance, eternal, 855.\\nVigilant, be sober be, 849.\\nVigour, dies in youth and, 341.\\nfrom the limb. 542.\\nis in our immortal soul, 707.\\npress on with, 359.\\nrelents, my, 408.\\nVile, durance, 450.\\nguns, but for these, 83.\\nhold to stay him up, 79.\\nill-favoured faults, 46.\\nman that mourns, 316.\\nnought so, that on the earth doth live,\\n106.\\nonly man is, 536.\\nsqueaking of the fife, 62.\\nVilest sinner may return, 303.\\nVillage bells, music of those, 422.\\ncock, early, 97.\\nHampden, some, 385.\\nless than Islington, 261.\\nmaiden sings, 393.\\nsweet Auburn loveliest, 395.\\nVillain and he be miles asunder, 108.\\ncondemns me for a, 97.\\nhungry lean-faced, 50.\\nne er a, in all Denmark, 132.\\none murder made a, 425.\\nsmile and be a, 132.\\nsmiling damned, 132.\\nVillains by necessity, 146.\\nmarch wide, the, 87.\\nVillanies, sum of all, 358.\\nVillanous company, 86.\\nlow, foreheads, 43.\\nsaltpetre, 83.\\nsmell, rankest compound of, 46.\\nVillany, clothe my naked, 96.\\ngreat in, thou little valiant, 79.\\nyou teach me I will execute, 63.\\nVillatic fowl, tame, 242.\\nVindicate the ways of God, 315.\\nVine, the gadding, 247.\\nthou monarch of the, 158.\\nunder his, and fig-tree, 836.\\nVines, bosomed deep in, 332.\\nfoxes that spoil the, 832.\\nVinegar saltness and oil agree, 399.\\nVinegar-cruet, neck of a, 376.\\nVintage of Abi-ezer, 814.\\nViolence, blown with restless, 48.\\nperseverance more prevailing than,\\n726.\\nViolent delights have violent ends, 107.\\nover civil or over, 268.\\nViolently if they must, 505.\\nViolet by a mossy stone, 469.\\nglowing, 248.\\nhere and there a, 428.\\nin the youth of primy nature, 129.\\nof his native land, 032.\\nox-lips and the nodding, 58.\\nthrow a perfume on the, 79.\\nViolets blew, roses red andy-28.\\nblue, daisies pied and, 56.\\nbreathes upon a bank of, 74.\\ndim but sweeter than the lids of Juno s\\neyes, 77.\\nEurope s, faintly sweet, 570.\\nI would give you some, 142.\\nplucked, 183, 405.\\nroses lilies and, 581.\\nsicken, when sweet, 567.\\nspring from her fair flesh, 144.\\nVirgil, Rome can claim, 271.\\nVirgin me no virgins, 862.\\nsword, flesh his, 346.\\nthorn, withering on the, 57,\\nVirgins are soft as the roses, 549.\\nVirgin s sidelong looks, bashful, 396.\\nVirginian, I am not a, 429.\\nVirginity, power o er true, 245.\\nVirtue, admiration of, 254.\\nall that are lovers of, 208.\\nalone is happiness, 319.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1164.jp2"}, "1159": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1135\\nVirtue, ambition the soldier s, 158.\\nas wax to flaming youth, 140.\\nassume a, if you have it not, 141.\\nblushing is the colour of, 283.\\nblushing is the complexion of, 764.\\ncould see to do what virtue would, 244.\\ncrime called, 715.\\ndistinction between vice and, 370.\\nfeeble were, if, 246.\\nfor which all, now is sold, 178.\\nforbearance ceases to be a, 407.\\nfugitive and cloistered, 254.\\nGod gives to every man the, 421.\\ngolden through and through, 646.\\ngrace and, are within, 215.\\nhas difficulties to wrestle with, 775.\\nhas its degrees, 197.\\nheaven but tries our, 380.\\nhomage vice pays to, 795.\\nhumility is a, 195.\\nin exchange for wealth, 736.\\nin her shape how lovely, 234.\\nis bold goodness never fearful, 49.\\nis its own reward, 207.\\nis like a rich stone, 167.\\nis like precious odours, 165.\\nis sufficient for happiness, 760.\\nis the chief good in life, 762.\\nitself scapes not, 129.\\nitself turns vice, 106.\\nlinked with one, 551.\\nlovers of, all that are, 208.\\nmakes the bliss, 320.\\nmen of most renowned, 255.\\nmore, than doth live, 178.\\nmost in request is conformity, 601.\\nmuch, in If, 72.\\nmust go through, brake that, 98.\\nnobility is the only, 721.\\nno man s, nor sufficiency, 53.\\nnow is sold, 178.\\nof a sacrament, 767.\\nof humility, 207.\\nof necessity, to make a, 3, 192, 773.\\nof the soul, justice a, 762.\\nonly makes our bliss below, 320.\\noutbuilds the pyramids, 309.\\npasses current over the world, 699.\\nprogressive, approving heaven, 355.\\nrequires a rough and stormy passage,\\n775.\\nroyalty of, 668.\\nseek, for its own sake, 764.\\nshe finds too painful, 321.\\nsome fall by, 47.\\nsome mark of, 63.\\nsuccessful crime called, 34.\\nthat possession would not show, 53.\\nthe first, if thou wilt lere, 5.\\nthen we find the, 53.\\nthough in rags, 274.\\nthousand crimes and one, 551.\\ntincture of vice in the best, 777.\\nunder heaven, every, 329.\\nwars that make ambition, 154.\\nwith whom revenge is, 311.\\nVirtues, all heavenly, shoot, 527.\\nbe to her, very kind, 287.\\nVirtues, but vices disguised, 794.\\ncurse all his, 298.\\ndid not go forth of us, if our, 46.\\nfriend to her, 377.\\nHannibal had mighty, 186.\\nis it a world to hide, in, 74.\\nnothing could surpass her in, 555.\\npearl chain of all, 182.\\npowers dominations, 235.\\nspring of, 35.\\nto sustain good fortune, 794.\\nwaste thyself upon thy, 46.\\nwe write in water, 100.\\nwill plead like angels, 118.\\nVirtue s ferme land, 267.\\nguide, this maxim be my, 350.\\nmanly cheek, 424.\\nside, his failings leaned to, 396.\\nVirtuous actions, 670.\\nall the sisters, 852.\\nand noble education, 253.\\nand vicious every man, 318.\\nbecause thou art, 75.\\ndeeds, blessings wait on, 294.\\ndeeds, matter for, 36.\\nif a man be, withal, 4.\\nliberty, hour of, 298.\\nlife, walk of, 307.\\nman, slumbers of the, 299.\\nMarcia towers above her sex, 298.\\noutrageously, 297.\\nsoul, only a sweet and, 204.\\nwho that is most, 4.\\nwoman s counsel, 36.\\nworld to hide, 74.\\nVirtuousest discreetest best, 238.\\nVirtuously, many daughters have done,\\n829.\\nVisage, devotion s, 135.\\nin his mind, saw Othello s, 151.\\nlean body and, 222.\\non his bold, 491.\\nVisages do cream and mantle, 60.\\nVisible for the uncertain, 766.\\nno light but darkness, 223.\\nVision, a more delightful, 409.\\nand the faculty divine, 479.\\nbaseless fabric of this, 43.\\nbeatific, enjoyed in, 225.\\nclear dream and solemn, 245.\\nfeminine, dazzles the, 594.\\nI took it for a faery, 244.\\nnever dazzle the feminine, 594.\\nof unfilled desire, 768.\\nsensible to feeling, 119.\\nwhere there is no, 829.\\nwrite the, make it plain, 836.\\nyoung men s, 268.\\nVisions, I have multiplied, 835.\\nof glory, 383.\\nyoung men shall see, 836.\\nVisit her face too roughly, 128.\\nmy sad heart, 112.\\no er the globe, our annual, 438.\\nVisits like those of angels, 281, 355, 514.\\nVisitations daze the world, 594.\\nVisiting acquaintance, 440.\\nVisitings, compunctious, 117.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1165.jp2"}, "1160": {"fulltext": "1136\\nINDEX.\\nVisual nerve, 240.\\nVital in every part, 236.\\nspark of heavenly flame, 334.\\nVixerunt fortes ante Agauiemnona, 555.\\nVocal spark instinct with music, 485.\\nvoices, singers with, 285.\\nVocation, t is my, 83.\\nto labour in his, 83.\\nVociferation, in sweet, 285.\\nVociferous, vocal voices most, 285.\\nVoice and utterance, give them, 420.\\nascending high, my, 302.\\nbig manly, 60.\\nbird shall carry the, 831.\\nbut a wandering, 474.\\ncry sleep no more, I heard a, 119.\\neach a mighty, 478.\\ngive few thy, 130.\\nI sing with mortal, 236.\\nin every wind, 381.\\nin my dreaming ear, 515.\\nin the street, uttereth her, 824.\\nis Jacob s voice, 813.\\nis still for war, my, 298.\\njoy is the sweet, 502.\\nlike a prophet s word, 562.\\nliving, sways the soul, 748.\\nlost with singing of anthems, 88.\\nlove s familiar, 566.\\nmethought I heard a, 119.\\nmonstrous little, 57.\\nmore safe I sing with mortal, 236.\\nmy spirit can cheer, 586.\\nof all the gods, 56.\\nof charmers, 821.\\nof God, daughter of the, 475.\\nof gratitude, still small, 383.\\nof nature cries, 385.\\nof sea and mountains, 478.\\nof sweetest tone, 583.\\nof that wild horn, 490.\\nof the hyena, 38.\\nof the past, audible, 580.\\nof the sluggard, 302.\\nof the turtle is heard, 832.\\nor hideous hum, 251.\\npleasing on their ear, his, 315.\\nseasoned with a gracious, 63.\\nso charming left his, 237.\\nsole daughter of his, 239.\\nsounds like a prophet s, 562.\\nstill small, 81 5.\\nsweeter thy, 630.\\nthat is still, sound of a, 627.\\nthat wakens the slumbering ages, 594.\\nthe harmony of the world, 31.\\nthrill of a happy, 655.\\nwas ever soft gentle and low, 149.\\nwatch-dog s, 396.\\nwithout reply, 600.\\nyou cannot hear, I hear a, 314.\\nVoices, ancestral, 500.\\nearth witli her thousand, 501.\\nkeep tune and oars keep time, 518.\\nlead, where airy, 574.\\nmost vociferous, 285.\\nmusic when soft, die, 567.\\nthank you for your, 103.\\nVoices, two, are there, 478.\\nyour most sweet, 103.\\nVoiceful sea, swelling of the, 503.\\nVoid, left an aching, 422.\\nrapture to the dreary, 549.\\nyawning, of the future, 753.\\nVolcano, dancing on a, 811.\\nVolscians in Corioli, I fluttered your, 103.\\nVolscians ears, unmusical to, 103.\\nVoltiger a painted vest had on, 685.\\nVoluble is his discourse, sweet and, 55.\\nVolume of my brain, book and, 132.\\nsmall rare, 456.\\nwithin that awful, 494.\\nVolumes from mine own library, 42.\\nhistory with all her, 546.\\nin folio, I am for whole, 55.\\nVoluptuous swell, music with its, 542.\\nVoluptuously surfeit out, 102.\\nVomit, dog is turned to his, 849.\\nVotaress, imperial, passed on, 58.\\nVotaries, how the world rewards its, 802.\\nVotarist, like a sad, 243.\\nVote, hand and heart to this, 530.\\nthat shakes the turrets of the land, 636.\\nVow and not pay, 830.\\nbetter thou shouldst not, 830.\\nme no vows, 862.\\nVows, lovers seem sweet, 551.\\nour, are heard betimes, 269.\\nsoul lends the tongue, 130.\\nwith so much passion, 281.\\nVowels, open, tire the ear, 324.\\nVoyage, dry as the biscuit after a, 68.\\nof their life, 115.\\nVoyaging through strange seas, 475.\\nVulcan s stithy, foul as, 138.\\nVulgar boil an egg, the, 330.\\ndeaths unknown to fame, 339.\\nfamiliar but by no means, 129.\\nflight of common souls, 393.\\nthe great, and the small, 262.\\nVulgarity, the Jacksonian, 668.\\nVulgarize the day of judgment, 597.\\nVulture, rage of the, 549.\\nVultures, protection of, to lambs, 442.\\nWad some power, Oh, 448.\\nWade through slaughter, 385.\\nWades or creeps or flies, 230.\\nWaft a feather or to drown a fly, 306.\\nme from distraction, 543.\\nthy name beyond the sky, 539.\\nWafted by thy gentle gale, 455.\\nWafture of your hand, angry, 112.\\nWag all, in hall where beards, 21.\\nlet the world, 11.\\nWags, see how the world, 68.\\nWager, opinions backed by a, 554.\\nWagers, fools use arguments for, 213.\\nlay no, 398.\\nWages of sin is death, 844.\\nWail, nothing to, 242.\\nwith old woes, new, 161.\\nWailing winds and naked woods, 573.\\nWain, wheels of Phoebus 243.\\nWaist, lover s arm around her, 627.\\nround the slight, 548.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1166.jp2"}, "1161": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1137\\nWait a century for a reader, 670.\\nto him who will but, 617.\\nwho only stand and, 252.\\nWaited for the train, 626.\\nWake and call me early, 624.\\nand sleep, still did, 163.\\nand weep, here must I, 450.\\ndream of those who, 721.\\nif I should die before I, 687.\\nthee, till angels, 367.\\nto perish never, 478.\\ntremble when I, 418.\\nWakes, at country, 274.\\nthe bitter memory, 231.\\nWaked by the circling hours, 235.\\nme too soon, you have, 302.\\nshe fled, I, 252.\\nWakeful nightingale, 233.\\nWakefulness, fail with, 590.\\nWakens the slumbering ages, 594.\\nWaking bliss, certainty of, 244.\\nman, dream of a, 761.\\nmorn of toil nor night of, 491.\\nWales a portion, 447.\\nWalk about, foolery does, 76.\\nbeneath it steadfastly, 641.\\nbeyond the common, 307.\\nby faith not by sight, 846.\\nby moon or glittering starlight, 234.\\nin fear and dread, 499.\\nin silk attire, 673.\\ninto my parlour, 605.\\nmilky way or solar, 315.\\nnone durst, but he, 275.\\nof art, every, 457.\\nof virtuous life, 307.\\non wings, seem to, 339.\\nthe earth unseen, 234.\\nunder his huge legs, 110.\\nwhile ye have the light, 843.\\nwith, pretty to, 256.\\nwith stretched-forth necks, 833.\\nwith you talk with you, 61.\\nWalks abroad, take my, 301.\\nand shades, these happy, 239.\\nbenighted under midday sun, 244.\\nechoing, between, 239.\\neye nature s, 315.\\nhappy, and shades, 239.\\nin beauty like the night, 551.\\nin King s Bench, 297.\\no er the dew, 127.\\nthe waters like a thing of life, 550.\\nto-morrow, already, 504.\\nunavenged amongst us, 298.\\nup and down with me, 19.\\nWalked in glory, him who, 470.\\nin paradise, 639.\\nin Thebes s streets, 517.\\nstraight out of the ark, 460.\\nWalketh in darkness, 822.\\nWalking and mincing as they go, 833.\\nin an air of glory, 263.\\nshadow, life s but a, 125.\\nWall, bores through his castle, 82.\\nclose the, up with our English dead,\\n91.\\nfeather bed betwixt a, 211.\\nWall, in the office of a, 81.\\nof partition, middle, 847,\\nweakest goes to the, 104.\\nwhitewashed, 397.\\nWalls, banners on the outward, 125.\\nhave ears, 2.\\npeace be within thy, 824.\\nstone, do not a prison make, 260.\\ntheatres porches, 438.\\nwooden, of England, 861.\\nWallace bled, Scots wha hae wi 450.\\nWaller was smooth, 329.\\nWallets for our vices, 716.\\nWalnuts and the wine, 623.\\nWalton s heavenly memory, 484.\\nWand, bright gold ring on her, 520.\\nhe walked with, 224.\\nWander through eternity, 227.\\nwith me, come, 611.\\nWandered by the brook-side, 634.\\neast I ve wandered west, 580.\\nlong in fancy s maze, 328.\\nWanderers o er eternity, 543.\\nWandering, as the bird by, 828.\\nmazes lost, in, 228.\\nmoon riding near, 250.\\non a foreign strand, 488.\\non as loth to die, 484.\\npassenger, forlorn and, 243.\\nsteps and slow, 240.\\nvoice, but a, 474.\\nWanderings of thy thought, 497.\\nWanders heaven-directed, 321.\\nWant as an armed man, 825.\\nexasperated into crime, 639.\\nlonely, retired to die, 366.\\nnot what we wish but what we, 390.\\nof a horse the rider was lost, 360.\\nof a nail the shoe was lost, 360.\\nof a shoe the horse was lost, 360.\\nof decency is want of sense, 278.\\nof heart, as well as, 584.\\nof thought, evil wrought by, 584.\\nof thought, whistled for, 273.\\nof towns, elephants for, 289.\\nof wealth, rich from very, 387.\\nthough much I, that most would\\nhave, 22.\\nto be undonne, to, 30.\\nWants but little, man, 308, 402.\\nmoney means and content, 70.\\nsupply, his presence shall my, 3\\nthat pinch the poor, 424.\\nWanted a good word, never, 400.\\nmany an idle song, 326.\\none immortal song, 267.\\nWanting, art found, 835.\\nnot, what is stolen, 154.\\nthe accomplishment of verse, 479.\\nWanton boys that swim on bladders, 99.\\neyes, stretched-forth necks and, 833.\\nstings and motions of the sense, 47.\\nsweetness, witchingly instil a, 357.\\nwiles, quips and cranks and, 248.\\nWantoned with thy breakers, 548.\\nWantonness in clothes, 201.\\nWar, aid after the, 205.\\nblast of, blows in our ears, 91.\\n72", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1167.jp2"}, "1162": {"fulltext": "1138\\nINDEX.\\nWar, brazen throat of, 240.\\nby nature in a state of, 290.\\ncause of a long ten years 280.\\nCiirist went agin, an pillage, 659.\\ncircumstance of glorious, 154.\\ncorn is the sinews of, 771.\\ndelays are dangerous in, 276.\\neven to the knife, 541.\\nez fer, I call it murder, 658.\\nfirst in, first in peace, 445.\\nfirst touch of liberty s, 525.\\nflinty and steel couch of, 151.\\ngarland of the, 159.\\ngrim-visaged, 95.\\nhand of, infection and the, 81.\\nhe sung is toil and trouble, 272.\\nhe who did well in, 648.\\nin peace prepare for, 712.\\nin time of peace thinks of, 191.\\nis a game, 421.\\nis sti 1 the cry, 541.\\nits thousands slays, 425.\\nlaw spoke too softly for, 725.\\nlet slip the dogs of, 113.\\nmagnificent but not, 808.\\nman of peace and, 214.\\nmy sentence is for open, 226.\\nmy voice is still for, 298.\\nneither learn, any more, 832.\\nnever was a good, 361.\\nno discharge in that, 831.\\nno room for second miscarriage in,\\n733.\\nnot with the dead, I, 338.\\nof elements, amidst the, 299.\\nor battle s sound, 251.\\npeace no less renowned than, 252.\\npestilence and, 229.\\nseeks its victims in the young, 697.\\nsinews of, 810.\\nspoils of, 569.\\nsquadrons and right form of, 112.\\nstorm of, was gone, 405.\\ntestament of bleeding, 82.\\nthe state of nature, 407.\\nthe study of a prince, 407.\\nthis is, 678.\\nto be prepared for, 425.\\ntug of, then was the, 281.\\nunjust peace before a just, 361.\\nunsuccessful or successful, 418.\\nvoices prophesying, 500.\\nwas in his heart, 821.\\nweak defence in, 273.\\nwith honour as in, 103.\\nWars and rumours of wars, 841.\\nbig, that make ambition virtue, 154.\\nmore pangs and fears than, 99.\\nno sound of clashing, 642.\\nnoise of endless, 229.\\nof kites or crows, 255.\\nthousand, of old, 633.\\nwho does i the, 158.\\nWar s glorious art, 311.\\nred techstone, 660.\\nWarble his native wood-notes, 249.\\nWarbled to the string, 250.\\nWarbler of poetic prose, 421.\\nWarblers roam, where idle, 523.\\nWard has no heart they say, 456.\\nthou knowest my old, 84.\\nWarder of the brain, 119.\\nWare, great bed at, 305.\\nWarm as ecstasy, 414.\\nheart within, 422.\\nwithout heating, 312.\\nWarmest welcome at an inn, 379.\\nWarms in the sun, 316.\\nWarmth, dear as the vital, 280.\\nlack of kindly, 109.\\nof its July, 595.\\nsoft ethereal, 228.\\nY/arn comfort and command, 475.\\nWarning, at th expected, 447.\\ncome without, 680.\\nfor a thoughtless man, 481.\\ngive little, 433.\\ntake from others, 703.\\nwilderness of, 661.\\nWarp, weave the, 383.\\nWarrant, truth shall be 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822.\\nWasting in despair, 199.\\nWatch a mouse, as a cat would, 293.\\nan idler is a, 415.\\nauthentic, is shown, 256.\\ncall the rest of the, 52.\\ncare keeps his, 106.\\neach believes his own, 323.\\nin every old man s eye, 106.\\nin the night, 822.\\nno eye to, no tongue to wound, 522.\\no er man s mortality, 478.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1168.jp2"}, "1163": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n1139\\nWatch, some must, while some sleep, 13S.\\nstars set their, in the sky, 515.\\nthat wants both hands, 415.\\nthe hour, do but, 555.\\nwhispers of each other s, 91.\\nwith more advised, GO.\\nyour opportunity, 758.\\nWatches, dictionaries are like, 375.\\njudgments as our, 323.\\nWatch-dog s honest bark, 556.\\nvoice that bayed, 396.\\nWatched her breathing, 583.\\nWatcher of the skies, 576.\\nWatchful eye, guard me with a, 300.\\nnight, the, 508.\\nWatching thee from hour to hour, 634.\\nWatchman what of the night, 833.\\nWater and a crust, 574.\\na: Lodore, 506.\\nbrooks, hart panteth after, 820.\\nbut the desert, 546.\\nbut limns on, 170.\\nconscious, saw its God, 258.\\ncontinually dropping, 728.\\ncup of, a little thing, 577.\\ndeeds writ in, 197.\\ndeepest in smoothest stream, 33.\\ndrink no longer, 848.\\ndrops, women s weapons, 146.\\nearth hath bubbles as the, 116.\\nglass of brandy and, 457.\\nhorse to the, 14.\\nimperceptible, 584.\\nin the rough rude sea, 81.\\nin water, indistinct as, 158.\\nmade his mouth to, 212.\\nmilk and, 554.\\nmiller sees not all the, 192.\\nmore, glideth by the mill, 104.\\nmuch, goeth by the mill, 18.\\nname was writ in, 577.\\nnectar and rocks pure gold, 44.\\nne er left man in the mire, 109.\\nrats and land rats, 61.\\nsipped brandy and, 454.\\nsmooth runs the, 93.\\nspilt on the ground, 815.\\nthieves and land thieves, 61.\\nthis business will never hold, 296.\\ntravel by land or, 293.\\nunstable as, 813.\\nvirtues we write in, 100.\\nwater everywhere, 498.\\nwent by, instead of land, 725.\\nwhole stay of, 833.\\nWaters, beside the still, 819.\\nblood-dyed, 513.\\nblood thicker than, 493.\\nblue, fades o er the, 540.\\ncannot quench love, 832.\\ncast thy bread upon the, 831.\\ncold, to a thirsty soul, 828.\\ndo business in great, 823.\\ndreadful noise of, in mine ears, 96.\\nfish in troubled, 283.\\nhell of, 545.\\nmeet, where the bright, 520.\\nnoise of many, 822.\\nWaters of the Nile, 596.\\nonce more upon the, 542.\\no er the glad, 550.\\nrave, where the scattered, 679.\\nrising world of, 230.\\nshe walks the, 550.\\nstolen, are sweet, 825.\\nunpathed, undreamed shores, 78.\\nwhere the bright, meet, 520.\\nwide as the, be, 484.\\nwords writ in, 37.\\nWaterloo, every man his, 641.\\nWatermen look astern while they row,\\n739.\\nrow one way and look another, 186.\\nWatery deep, plough the, 337.\\nWattle, did you ever hear of Capt., 436.\\nWave, all sunk beneath the, 423.\\nbreak of the, 561.\\ncool translucent, 246.\\nfountain s murmuring, 428.\\nlife on the ocean, 679.\\nlong may it, 517.\\nMunich all thy banners, 515.\\nof life kept. heaving, 583.\\nof the ocean, 680.\\no the sea, I wish you a, 78.\\nso dies a, along the shore, 434.\\nspangling the, 492.\\nsucceeds a wave, 202.\\nwhile the sea rolls its, 675.\\nwinning, deserving note, 201.\\nwith dimpled face, 681.\\nWaves, amidst a sea of, 345.\\nare brightly glowing, 611.\\nbound beneath me, 542.\\nBritannia rules the, 358.\\ncan roll, wherever, 413.\\ncome as the, come, 493.\\ndashed high, the breaking, 569.\\nlapsing, on quiet shores, 619.\\nnothing save the, and I, 558.\\no er the mountain, 514.\\nproud, be stayed, 817.\\nsea rolls its, 675.\\nwent high, when the, 267.\\nwere rough, when the, 526.\\nwhat are the wild, saying, 680.\\nwhist, the wild, 42.\\nwith roots deep set, 618.\\nWaved her lily hand, 348.\\nWavering, more longing, 75.\\nWax, my heart is, to be moulded, 792.\\nto flaming youth, virtue be as, 140.\\nto receive marble to retain, 554.\\nWay, adorns and cheers our, 399.\\nas birds I see my, 643.\\nbut how carve, 651.\\ndim and perilous, 465, 480.\\neftest, 53.\\nface is like the milky, 256.\\nfreed his soul the nearest, 367.\\nglory leads the, 281.\\nglory shows the, 281.\\nG-od moves in a mysterious, 423.\\nguide my lonely, 402.\\nheaven s wide pathless, 250.\\nhome, the next, 204.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1169.jp2"}, "1164": {"fulltext": "1140\\nINDEX.\\nWay home, the shortest, 204.\\nhomeward plods his weary, 384.\\nI am going a long, 629.\\nin such a solemn, 635.\\nlet the wicked forsake his, 834,\\nlife s common, 472.\\nlion in the, there is a, 828.\\nlong is the, and hard, 227.\\nlongest, round, 204.\\nmadness lies that, 147.\\nman s heart deviseth his, 826.\\nmarshall st me the, 119.\\nmind my compass and my, 354.\\nnarrow is the, 839.\\nno t other side the, 586.\\nnoiseless tenor of their, 385.\\nof all flesh, 181.\\nof all the earth, 814.\\nof bargain, in the, 85.\\nof kindness, save in the, 463.\\nof life, my, 124.\\nof transgressors, 826.\\non their winding, 536.\\none, possible of speaking truth, 651.\\nout of his wreck, 100.\\npermit nature to take her, 780.\\npretty Fanny s, 305.\\nselfsame, 60.\\nshe dances such a, 256.\\nsmall to greater must give, 157.\\nsolar walk or milky, 315.\\nsomething given that, 185.\\nsordid, he wends, 564.\\nsteep and thorny, to heaven, 129.\\ntenor of his, 425.\\nthat milky, which nightly, 236.\\nthrough Eden took their, 240.\\nthrough many a weary, 580.\\nto be deceived, 795.\\nto dusty death, 125.\\nto heaven, all the, 259.\\nto heaven led the, 313.\\nto hit a woman s heart, 597.\\nto parish church, plain as, 68.\\nwe will precede lead the, 441.\\nwhere is the good, 835.\\nwhere prudence points the, 672.\\nwhich, I fly is hell, 231.\\nwhich, shall I fly, 231.\\nwhich, the wind is, 195.\\nwhich, they walk, 119.\\nwide is the gate broad the, 839.\\nwisdom finds a, 444.\\nworking out its, 267.\\nWays, amend your, 835.\\namong the untrodden, 469.\\ncheerful, of men, 230.\\nfortune hath divers, 35.\\nGod fulfils himself in many, 629.\\nhundred and fifty, 71.\\nnewest kind of, 90.\\nof glory, trod the, 100.\\nof God, just are the, 242.\\nof God to man, vindicate the, 315.\\nof God to men, justify the, 223.\\nof heaven, just are the, 344.\\nof her household, 829.\\nof hoar antiquity, 403.\\nWays of honour, the perfect, 101.\\nof men, far from the, 345.\\nof pleasantness, 825.\\nof the gods full of providence, 749.\\nshadow falls both, 240.\\nstand ye in the, 835.\\nthe heart doth reveal, 502.\\nthat are dark, 669.\\nto lengthen our days, 521.\\ntorture ten thousand, 270.\\ntravel on life s common, 472.\\nwandered all our, 26.\\nWayfaring men, 835.\\nWayward and tetchy, 97.\\nsisters depart in peace, 676.\\nWe are men my liege, 121.\\nare ne er like angels, 182.\\nnever mention her, 581.\\nWeak against the strong, 653.\\nand beggarly elements, 846.\\nand despised old man, 147.\\nconcessions of the, 408.\\nfine by defect and delicately, 321.\\nminds led captive, 240.\\novercome the strong, 696.\\nprotest of the, 653.\\nthe flesh is, 841.\\nto be a sinner, too, 109.\\nto be, is miserable, 223.\\nwomen went astray, if, 287.\\nWeaker vessel, as unto the, 849.\\nWeakest bodies, strongest works in, 141.\\ngoes to the wall, 104.\\nkind of fruit, 64.\\nWeakness, amiable, 442.\\nstrength perfect in, 846.\\nstronger by, 221.\\nWeaknesses, amiable, 430.\\nWeal, prayer for others 539.\\nthe public, 777.\\nWealth accumulates, where, 396.\\nand commerce, 680.\\nand freedom reign, 394.\\nboundless his, 488.\\nby any means get, 329.\\ne er gave, all that, 384.\\nexcess of, is cause of covetousness,\\n41.\\nexcludes but one evil, 373.\\ngenuine and less guilty, 257.\\nget place and, 329.\\nignorance of, his best riches, 396.\\nloss of, is loss of dirt, 8.\\nof Ormus and of Ind, 226.\\nof seas the spoils of war, 569.\\nof the Indies, 373.\\npreferring to eternal praise, 341.\\nprivate credit is, 689.\\nrich from 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conjectures. I am, 299.\\nof toil and of tears, 668.\\nstale flat and unprofitable, 128.\\nwith disasters, 121.\\nWeasel, it is like a, 139.\\nWeather, fair, out of the north, 817.\\nmany can brook the, 55.\\nthrough pleasant and cloudy, 433.\\nwill be fair for the sky is red, 840.\\nwind or, nought cared for, 503.\\nWeathercock on a steeple, 44.\\nWeathered the storm, 464.\\nWeave the warp, 383.\\nWeaver s shuttle, swifter than a, 816.\\nWeb from their own entrails spin, 274.\\nin middle of her, 175.\\nlike the stained. 526.\\nof our life is of mingled yarn, 74.\\ntangled, we weave, 490.\\nthat whitens in the sun, 526.\\nWebster a steam-engine, 461.\\nWed at leisure, wooed in haste, 72.\\nDecember when they. 71.\\nitself with thought, speech, 632.\\nwith this ring I thee, 851.\\nWedded love, hail, 234.\\nmaid and widowed wife, 494.\\nWedding is destiny, 10.\\nWedding-gown is prettiest, 597.\\nWedge, for a tough log a tough. 712.\\nWedges of gold, 96.\\nWedged in that timber, 278.\\nWedlock compared to public feasts, 176.\\nWee short hour, some, 446.\\nthing, bonny, 450.\\nthing handsome, 450.\\nwife of mine, sweet, 450.\\nWillie Winkle, 679.\\nWeed flung from the rock, 542.\\nill, groweth fast, 13.\\nill, grows apace, 35.\\nin palmer s, 243.\\nOn Lethe wharf, 131.\\npernicious, 415.\\nwho art so lovely fair. 155.\\nWeeds, bittern booming in the, 592.\\ndank and dropping, 253.\\nof glorious feature, 30\\nWeeds outworn, winter, 566.\\nwho in widow, appears, 449.\\nwiped away the y 598.\\nWeed s plain heart, 656.\\nWeeded, rich soils often to be, 168.\\nWeek, argument for a, 84.\\ndivide the Sunday from the, 126.\\nof all the days that s in the, 285.\\nWeeks thegither, fou for, 451.\\nWeek s labour, good, 174.\\nWeep a people inurned, 592.\\naway the life of care, 566.\\nhere must I wake and, 450.\\nin our darkness, let us, 655.\\nlaugh that I may not, 558.\\nleaves the wretch to, 402.\\nlet the stricken deer go, 138.\\nmake the laughter, 163.\\nmight not, for thee, 563.\\nnight is the time to, 497.\\nno more lady, 405.\\nno more nor sigh, 183.\\nnot for him, 655.\\nsuch tricks as make the angels, 48.\\ntears such as angels, 225.\\nthat trust and that deceiving, 641.\\nthe more because in vain, 386.\\nto record, 513.\\nwhile all around thee, 438.\\nwho would not, 327.\\nwomen must, 664.\\nwords that, 262.\\nj et scarce know why, 525.\\nWeeper laugh, make the, 163.\\nWeeping eyes, wipe my, 303.\\nfor the morrow, 803.\\nthou sat st, 438.\\nto heal sorrow by, 697.\\nupon his bed has sate, 617.\\nWeigh my eyelids down, 89.\\nthe man not his title, 282.\\nWeighs upon the heart, 125.\\nWeighed in the balances, 835.\\nWeight, heavy and the weary, 467.\\nif clay could think and mind were, 483.\\nin gold, thrice their, 456.\\nof learning, 634.\\nof mightiest monarchies, 227.\\nof seventy years, 479.\\nof woe, bowed down by, 561.\\nthe enormous, 337.\\nWeighty sense flows in fit words, 268.\\nWeird sisters, 123.\\nWelcome at an inn, warmest, 379.\\ndeep-mouthed, 556.\\never smiles, 102.\\nfriend, when it comes say, 258.\\nin your eye your hand, 117.\\npeaceful evening in. 420.\\npure-eyed faith. 243.\\nshade, more, 313.\\nsmall cheer and great. 50.\\nthe coming guest. 328, 346.\\nthe sweet, more, 74.\\nWelkin dome, lit the, 574.\\nWell, all is weU that ends, 13.\\nbucket which hung in the, 537.\\ndescended, desirable to be, 729.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1171.jp2"}, "1166": {"fulltext": "1142\\nINDEX.\\nWell done is done soon enough, 781.\\ngood deed to say, 98.\\nheart s deep, 683.\\nhere, if we do, 439.\\nif the end be well all is,\\nlast drop in the, 553.\\nlive, what thou livest, 240.\\nnot so deep as a, 107.\\nnot wisely but too, 156.\\nof English undefyled, 28.\\noft we mar what s, 146.\\npaid that is well satisfied, 65.\\nread, exceedingly, 86.\\nsaid again, 98.\\nshaken, when taken to be, 454.\\nstill forever fare thee, 552.\\nstricken in age, 813.\\nto be honest and true, 689.\\nto be merry and wise, 689.\\nto be off with the old love, 689.\\nto know her own, 238.\\nworth doing, 352.\\nWells, buckets into empty, 419.\\nWell-attired woodbine, 248.\\nWell-born boys, necessary for, 760.\\nWell-bred man, sensible and, 415.\\nwhisper close the scene, 419.\\nWell experienced archer, 161.\\nWell-favoured man, to be a, 51.\\nWell-graced actor, after a, 82.\\nWellington minister of immortal fame,\\n609.\\nWell-languaged Daniel, 201.\\nWell-ordered mind, 751.\\nWell-spring of pleasure, 640.\\nWell-taught mind, 343-\\nWell-trod stage, then to the, 249.\\nWeltering in his blood, 271.\\nWench s black eye. white, 106.\\nWept away in transient tears, 679.\\nCaesar hath, 113.\\neach other s tears, 611.\\no er his wounds, 396.\\nwe grieved we sighed we, 262.\\nwith delight at your smile, 680.\\nWerken wel and hastily, 3.\\nWerkman, ther n is no, 3.\\nWerling, young man s, 19.\\nWert thou all that I wish, 522.\\nWest, blue eyes sought the. 487.\\nno South no North no East no, 517.\\ntopples round the dreary, 631.\\nWestern dome, him of the, 268.\\nflower, a little, 58.\\nstar, lovers love the, 487.\\nWestminster Abbey or victory, 446.\\nwe thrive at, 334, 800.\\nWestward the course of empire, 312.\\nthe star of empire, 312.\\nWest-wind purr contented, 660.\\nWet damnation, 34.\\nguess what I should perform in the,\\n787.\\nsheet and flowing sea, 537.\\nwith unseen tears, 497.\\nWether, tainted, of the flock, 64.\\nWethers, return to our, 771.\\nWhale, bobbed for, 217.\\nWhale, throw a tub to the, 291.\\nvery like a, 139.\\nWharf, fat weed on Lethe, 131.\\nWhat a fall was there, 114.\\na falling-off was there, 132.\\na monstrous tail our cat has, 285.\\na piece of work is a man, 134.\\na taking was he in, 46.\\nand where they be, 031.\\nare the wild waves saying, 680.\\nare these so withered, 116.\\nboots it at one gate, 242.\\ncan an old man do but die, 584.\\ncan ennoble sots, 319.\\ncare I how chaste she be, 26.\\ncare I how fair she be, 26.\\nconstitutes a State, 438.\\ndire effects from civil discord, 299.\\ndo you read my lord, 133.\\nG-od hath joined together, 840.\\nhas been has been, 274.\\nhas posterity done for us, 439.\\nhe has he gives, 102.\\nhe knew what s. 8, 210, 780.\\nis a lie, after all, 5C0.\\nis a man profited, 840.\\nis and what must be, 231.\\nis done is done, 121.\\nis done we may compute, 448.\\nis gone and what s past help, 77.\\nis Hecuba to him, 134.\\nis her history, 75.\\nis impossible can t be, 454.\\nis in a name, 105.\\nis one man s poison, 199.\\nis the night, 123.\\nis worth in anything, 213.\\nis writ is writ, 548.\\nis yours is mine, 50, 700.\\nmakes all doctrines plain, 215.\\nman dare 1 dare, 122.\\nmay man within him hide, 49.\\nmen daily do not knowing, 52.\\nmen dare do what men may do, 52.\\nmighty contests rise, 325.\\nmore felicitie can fall, 30.\\nne er was nor is, 323.\\nnews on the Rialto, 61.\\nnone hath dared thou hast done, 26.\\noft was thought, 323.\\nseest thou else, 42.\\nso rare as a day in June, 658\\nsought they thus afar, 569.\\nthe dickens, 46.\\nthou liv st live well, 240.\\nthou wouldst highly, 117.\\nthough the field be lost, 223.\\nwas good shall be good, 649.\\nwas shall live as before, 649.\\nwe gave we have, 802.\\nwe have we prize not, 53.\\nwe left we lost, 802.\\nwe spent we had, 802.\\nwill Mrs. Grundy say, 457.\\nWhatever is best administered, 318.\\nis is in its causes just, 276.\\nis is not, 284.\\nis is right, 316.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1172.jp2"}, "1167": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1143\\nWhatever is worth doing at all, 352.\\nwas great seemed to him little, 591.\\nwas or is or will be, 740.\\nWhatsoever a man soweth, 847.\\nstate I am, in, 847.\\nthing is lost, 424.\\nthings are honest, 847.\\nthings are just, 847.\\nthings are lovely, 847.\\nthings are of good report, 847,\\ntilings are pure, 847.\\ntilings are true, S47.\\nthy hand rlndeth to do, 831.\\nye would that men should do, 839.\\nWheat, as two grains of, 60.\\nfor this planting, G16.\\nWheedling arts, the, 348.\\nWheel, as she turns the giddy, 393.\\nbroken at the cistern, 831.\\nbutterfly upon a, 328.\\nin the midst of a wheel, 835.\\nnoisy, was still, 634.\\nshoulder to the, 189.\\nthe sofa round, 420.\\nthe world is a, G10.\\nWheels of brazen chariots, 236.\\nof Phcebus wain, 243.\\nof weary life stood still, 276.\\nWheel-work, was man made a, 649.\\nWheeson week, Wednesday in, 89.\\nWhelp and hound, mongrel, 400.\\nWhen found make a note of, 652.\\nhe would he shall have nay, 9.\\nI ope my lips, 60.\\nin doubt win the trick, 861.\\nIsrael of the Lord, 493.\\nIsrael was from bondage led, 261.\\nlove speaks, 56.\\nlovely woman stoops to folly, 403.\\nshall we three meet again, 115.\\ntaken to be well shaken, 454.\\nthe age is in the wit is out, 52.\\nthe sea was roaring, t was, 347.\\nwe two parted. 539.\\nWhence and what art thou, 229.\\ncan comfort spring, 479.\\nis thy learning. 348.\\nWhere dwellest thou, 103.\\ngo the poet s lines, 636.\\ngo we know not, 48.\\nI would ever be, I am, 538.\\nignorance is bliss, 382.\\nis my child, an echo answers, 550.\\nlaw ends tyranny begins, 364.\\nlives the man that has not tried, 492.\\nMacgregor sits, 790.\\nmy Julia s lips do smile, 201.\\nnone admire, useless to excel, 377.\\nthe bee sucks there suck I, 43.\\nthe Lord knows, 318.\\nthe shoe pinches, 724.\\nthe tree falleth, 831.\\nthou lodgest I will lodge, 814.\\nwas Roderick then. 492.\\n3/our treasure is, 838.\\nWhereabout, prate of my, 119.\\nWhere er I roam, 394.\\nWherefore are these things hid, 74.\\nWherefore art thou Romeo, 105.\\nfor every why a, 50, 210.\\nin all things, why and, 93.\\nWheresoever whensoever, 436.\\nWhether in sea or fire, 126.\\nWhetstone, the blunt, 32.\\nWhile I was musing, 819.\\nstands the Coliseum, 546.\\nthee I seek protecting Power, 674.\\nthere is life there s hope, 349.\\nWhining school-boy, 69.\\nWhip, a hangman s, 448.\\nin every honest hand a, 155.\\nme such honest knaves, 149.\\nWhips and scorns of time, 135.\\nWhipped for o erdoing termagant, 137.\\nthe offending Adam, 90.\\nWhipping, who should scape, 134.\\nWhipster, every puny, 156.\\nWhirligig of time, 77.\\nWhirlwind of passion, 137.\\nreap the, 835.\\nrides in the, 299, 331.\\nWhirlwind s roar, 394.\\nswav, sweeping. 383.\\nWhisper, full well the busy, 397.\\nhark they, 334.\\nof the throne, shape the, 633.\\nsoftness in chambers, 254.\\nwell-bred, close the scene, 419.\\nwith far-heard, 498.\\nWhispers low, when duty, 600.\\nof each other s watch, 91.\\nof fancy, 367.\\nthe o erfraught heart, 124.\\nWhispered in heaven, t was. 674.\\nit to the woods, 238.\\nword, sweet in every, 551.\\nWhispering humbleness, 61.\\nI will ne er consent. 550.\\nlovers made, for, 395.\\ntongues can poison truth, 500.\\nwind, bayed the, 396.\\nwith white lips, 543.\\nWhist, the wild waves. 42.\\nWhistle and she will come to you, 198,\\n449.\\nand sing, still he d, 436.\\nclear as a, 351.\\nfree, the shrill winds, 653.\\nher off and let her down, 1-53.\\npaid dear for his, 361.\\nthem back, when he pleased, 399.\\nwel ywette, 3.\\nWhistles in his sound, pipes and, 69.\\nWhistled for want of thought, 273.\\nWhistling aloud to bear his courage up,\\n354.\\nof a name, 262, 319.\\nto keep from being afraid, 277.\\nWhite, a moment, then melts, 451.\\nas heaven, soul as, 197.\\nas snow, beard was as, 142.\\nblack and gray, 231.\\nor a black stone, 789.\\npure celestial, 574.\\nradiance of eternity, 565.\\nshall not neutralize the black, 651.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1173.jp2"}, "1168": {"fulltext": "1144\\nINDEX.\\nWhite so very white, nor, 464.\\nwench s black eye, 106.\\nwill have its black, 404.\\nwonder of Juliet s hand, 108.\\nWhited sepulchres, 841.\\nWhite-handed hope, 243.\\nWhiteness, angel, 52.\\nof his soul, he had kept the, 543.\\nWhitens in the sun, web that, 526.\\nWhiter than driven snow, 380.\\nWhitewashed wall, 397.\\nWhite-winged reapers, 264.\\nWhither thou goest I will go, 814.\\nWho ran to help me when I fell, 535.\\nthat hath ever been, 497.\\nthink not God at all, 242.\\nthink too little, 268.\\nthinks must mourn, 289.\\nwould fardels bear, 136.\\nwould not be a boy, 541.\\nwould not weep, 327.\\nWhole duty of man, 832.\\nhalf was more than the, 758.\\nhead is sick, 832.\\nheart is faint, 832.\\nof it, let me taste the, 650.\\nof life to live, t is not the, 496.\\none stupendous, 316.\\npart we see but not a, 315.\\nstay of bread, 833.\\nworld, if he shall gain the, 840.\\nworld kin, makes the, 102.\\nWholesome restraint, liberty is, 531.\\nthe nights are, 127.\\nWholesomest, old wine is, 181.\\nWhores were burnt alive, 287.\\nWhose dog are you, 334.\\nWhoso sheddeth man s blood, 812.\\nWhy a wherefore, every, 50, 210.\\nand wherefore in all things, 93.\\nar n t they all contented, 689.\\nthus longing thus forever sighing, 680.\\nWicked cease from troubling, 816.\\nflee when no man pursueth, 829.\\nforsake his way, 834.\\nlittle better than one of the, 83.\\nman was never wise, 342.\\nmercies of the, are cruel, 826.\\nmust have done something, 763.\\nno man all at once, 721.\\nno peace unto the, 834.\\nor charitable, be thy intents, 130.\\nsomething, this way comes, 123.\\nworld, vanity of this, 850.\\nWickedness, disgrace of, added to old\\nage, 735.\\nmethods in man s, 197.\\none man s, 710.\\nsweet in his mouth, 817.\\ntents of, dwell in the, 821.\\nWickliffe s dust shall spread abroad, 484.\\nWide, a world too, 69.\\nas a church door, t is not so, 107.\\nas his will extends, 342.\\nas the waters be, 484.\\nenough for thee and me, 378.\\nis the gate, 839.\\nsea, alone on a, 498.\\nWide, the villains march, 87.\\nwas his parish, 2.\\nWidening, ever, slowly silence all, 629.\\nWide-waving wings, 424.\\nWidow of fifty, here s to the, 442.\\nsome undone, 194.\\nweeds appears, in, 449.\\nwoman, 815.\\nWidows, thousands of undone, 172.\\nWidow s heart to sing, 817.\\nWidowed wife and wedded maid, 494.\\nWielded at will, 241.\\nWife, all the world and his, 293.\\nand children hostages to fortune, 165.\\nand children impediments to great en-\\nterprises, 165.\\nCaesar s, free from suspicion, 727.\\ndearer than the bride, 377.\\ngiving honour unto the, 849.\\nlove your neighbour s, 591.\\nman who tells his, all he knows, 222.\\nmirror of an honest, 463.\\nmy particular plague is my, 730.\\nnot so much as suspected, 727.\\nof mine, sweet wee, 450.\\nof thy bosom, 813.\\nsympathetic, 698.\\nthe shoemaker s, 15.\\nthe weaker vessel, 849.\\ntrue and honourable, 112.\\nwhat would you with my, 791.\\nwhoso findeth a, 827.\\nwidowed, and wedded maid, 494.\\nwith nine small children, 687.\\nWifly patience, flour of, 4.\\nWight borne to disastrous end, 30.\\nif ever such, were, 151.\\nO base Hungarian, 45.\\nof high renown, 406.\\nWild and willowed shore, 487.\\nby starts t was, 390.\\nin their attire, so, 116.\\nin woods, when, 275.\\npassion-waves lulled to rest, 562.\\nthe garden was a, 513.\\nthyme blows, bank where the, 58.\\nwaves saying, what are the, 680.\\nwith all regret, 630.\\nWilderness, choice grain into this, 266.\\nlodge in some vast, 418.\\nlodging-place in the, 835.\\nlove in such a, 516.\\nof single instances, 627.\\nof sweets, 235.\\nof warning, 661.\\nWildernesses, desert, 243.\\nWild-fowl, concerning, 77.\\nWild-goose chase, 786.\\nWild-warbling measures, 447.\\nWile, children with endearing, 397.\\nWiles, cranks and wanton, 248.\\ntransient sorrows simple, 474.\\nWill and fate fix d fate, 228.\\nbased upon her people s, 623.\\nbe there a, 444.\\ncomplies against his, 215.\\ncraft of, 163.\\ncurrent of a woman s, 670.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1174.jp2"}, "1169": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1145\\nWill, executes a freeman s, 538.\\nfor if she, she will, 313.\\nfor the deed, 292, 297, 772.\\nglideth at his own sweet, 470.\\ngood or evil, save in the. 74G.\\ngood or ill lies in the, 744.\\ngood, toward men, 841.\\nhad tongue at, 151.\\nHoneycomb, 297.\\nI should have my, 788.\\nleft free the human, 334.\\nmy poverty but not my, 108.\\nnot when he may, 9.\\none man s, to live by, 31.\\nor won t, a woman, 313.\\npay thy poverty not thy, 108.\\npuzzles the, 136.\\nreason firm the temperate, 475.\\nreason panders, 140.\\nserveth not another s, 174.\\nstar of the unconquered, 613.\\nstate s collected, 438.\\nto do the soul to dare, 491.\\ntorrent of a woman s, 313.\\nunconquerable, 223.\\nwhen you, they won t, 703.\\nwielded at, 241.\\nWilliam cook, tell, 90.\\nyou are old father. 506.\\nWillie Winkie, wee, 679.\\nWilling hart, 11.\\nthe spirit indeed is, 841.\\nto wound. 327.\\nWillingly let it die, not, 253.\\nWillow, all a green, 9.\\nlake where drooped the, 596.\\nwillow willow, oh, 406.\\nWillows, dew-drooping, 666.\\nharps upon the, 824.\\nWillowed shore, wild and, 487.\\nWillowy brook, 455.\\nWills and fates do so contrary run, 138.\\nto do or say, 238.\\nWin a woman with his tongue, 44.\\nthe good we oft might, 47.\\nthe trick, when in doubt, 861.\\nthey laugh that, 155.\\nus to our harm, 116.\\nus with honest trifles, 116.\\nwith grace to, 600.\\nwouldst wrongly, 117.\\nWins not more than honesty, 100.\\nWince, let the galled jade, 138.\\nWind and his nobility, betwixt the, 83.\\nand tide, 10.\\nargument against an east, 663.\\nbayed the whispering, 396.\\nbeggared by the strumpet, 62.\\nblew you hither, what, 90.\\nblow, come wrack, 126.\\nblow thou winter, 70.\\nblows loudly, nor ever, 629.\\nbloweth where it listeth, 842.\\nbreathing of the common, 471.\\ncrannying, save to the, 543.\\ndry sun dry, 21.\\nembraced by the strumpet, 62.\\nfly upon the wings of the, 818.\\nWind, God gives, by measure, 206.\\nGod tempers the, 379.\\nhe that observeth the, 831.\\nhears God in the, 315.\\nhim up for fourscore years, 276.\\nhollow blasts of, 347.\\nhope constancy in, 539.\\nill blows the, which profits nobody, 90.\\nill, turns none to good, 20.\\nill, which blows no man good, 90.\\nis, see which way the, 195.\\nlarge a charter as the, 68.\\nlet her down the, 153.\\nmay the east, never blow when he goes\\na-fishing, 207.\\nof criticism, 375.\\nor weather, nought cared for, 503.\\npass by me as the idle, 114.\\npasseth over it, 823.\\nrun before the, 393.\\nsails filled with lusty, 37.\\nsits the, in that corner, 51.\\nsorrow s keenest, 482.\\nstands as never it stood, 20.\\nstreaming to the, 224.\\ntears shall drown the, 118.\\nthat follows fast, 537.\\nthat grand old harper, 667.\\nthey have sown the, 835.\\nthunder-storm against the, 546.\\nto keep the, away. 144.\\nupon the wings of the, 818.\\nvoice in every, 381.\\nwhen she dances in the, 274.\\nWinds and waves on the side of the ablest\\nnavigators, 430.\\nblew great guns, though, 436.\\nblow, crack your cheeks, 146.\\nblow till they have wakened death,\\n151.\\ncan blow, wherever, 413.\\ncome, come as the, 493.\\ncourted by all the, 242.\\nfour-square to all the, 628.\\nhappy, upon her played, 627.\\nimprisoned in the viewless, 48.\\nin their hands, 712.\\nnaked woods and wailing, 573.\\nof doctrine were let loose, 255.\\nof heaven visit her face, 128.\\nof March with beauty, take the, 77.\\non the wings of all the, 23.\\nrides on the posting, 160.\\nstormy, do blow, 176, 515.\\nswept the mountain-height, 568.\\nthat hold them play, 242.\\ntheir revels keep, 679.\\nwere love-sick, 157.\\nwhistle free, the shrill, 653.\\nWind-beaten hill, 515.\\nWinding bout, with many a, 249.\\nRhine, wide and, 543.\\nup days with toil, 92.\\nway, see them on their, 536.\\nWinding-sheet of Edward s race, 383.\\nsnow shall be their, 515.\\nWindow like a pillory, each, 214.\\nlight through yonder, 105.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1175.jp2"}, "1170": {"fulltext": "1146\\nINDEX.\\nWindow of the east, the golden, 104.\\ntirlin at the, cryin at the locK, 679.\\nWindows of the sky, 357.\\nof the soul, 782.\\nstoried, richly dight, 250.\\nthat exclude the light, 386.\\nWindowed raggedness, 147.\\nWindy night a rainy morrow, 162.\\nside of the law, keep on the, 76.\\nWine, a cup of hot, 103.\\na new friend is as new, 837.\\nand I 11 not look for, 179.\\nand women dotages of human kind, 188.\\nand women, let us have, 557\\ncome come good, 152.\\nflown with insolence and, 224.\\nfor thy stomach s sake, 848.\\ngood, needs no bush, 72.\\nin toys in lusts or, 260.\\ninvisible spirit of, 152.\\nis a good familiar creature, 152.\\nis a mocker, 827.\\nis the mirror of the heart, 096.\\nivy-branch over the, 714.\\nlike the best, 832.\\nlook not thou upon the, 828.\\nof another, drink the, 764.\\nof life is drawn, 120.\\nof wits the wise beguile, 345.\\nold books old, 401.\\nold, to drink, 171.\\nold, wholesomest, 181.\\nour goblets gleam in, 678.\\noutdid the frolic, 203.\\npernicious to mankind, 338.\\nsudden friendship springs from, 350.\\nsweet poison of misused, 243.\\nthat maketh glad the heart, 823.\\ntruth in, 719.\\nwalnuts and the, 623.\\nwomen and, 811.\\nWines, purple as their, 332.\\nWine-press alone, trodden the, 834.\\nWing, as a noiseless, 543.\\nbird on the, 6S0.\\nconquest s crimson, 383.\\ndamp my intended, 238.\\ndropped from an angel s, 484.\\nhuman soul take, 552.\\nne er stoops to earth her, 523.\\noblivion stretch her, 347.\\nquill from an angel s, 484.\\nWings, add speed to thy, 229.\\nat heaven s gate she claps her, 32.\\nchickens under her, 841.\\nclip an angel s, 574.\\nflies with swallow s, 97.\\nflung rose from their, 238.\\nfriendship is love without, 560.\\ngirt with golden, 243.\\ngolden hours on angel s, 450.\\nhealing in his, 836.\\nin tears, dip their, 632.\\nlend your, 335.\\nlends corruption lighter, 322.\\nlike a dove, oh that I had, 820.\\nlove without his, 560.\\nof all the winds, 23.\\nWings of an ostrich, 590.\\nof borrowed wit, 200.\\nof night, falls from the, 614.\\nof silence, float upon the, 244.\\nof the morning, 824.\\nof the wind, fly upon the, 818.\\nof winds came flying, on, 327.\\non wide-waving, 424.\\nriches make themselves, 828.\\nsailing on obscene, 501.\\nseem to walk on, 339.\\nshadow of thy, 818.\\nspreads his light, 333.\\nthat which hath, 831.\\nWinged Cupid is painted blind, 57.\\nhours of bliss, 514.\\nsea-girt citadel, 541.\\nthe shaft, 539.\\nWink, I have not slept one, 160.\\nWinkie, wee Willie, 679.\\nWinking Mary-buds, 159.\\nWinning wave, 201.\\nworld worth the, 272.\\nWinsome wee thing, 450.\\nWinter comes to rule, 356.\\nin his bounty, no, 159.\\nin thy year, no, 438.\\nis past, for lo the, 832.\\nlingering chills the lap of May, 394.\\nloves a dirge-like sound, 486.\\nmy age is as a lusty, 67.\\nof our discontent, 95.\\nruler of the inverted year, 420.\\nweeds outworn, her, 566.\\nwhen the dismal rain, 667.\\nwind, blow blow thou, 70.\\nWinters more, ran he on ten, 276.\\nWinter s day, man s life like a, 263.\\nday, sunbeam in a, 358.\\nfury, withstood the, 671.\\nhead, crown old, 259.\\nWintry world, in this, 524.\\nWipe a bloody nose, 349.\\nmy weeping eyes, 303.\\nWiped away the weeds, 598.\\nour eyes of drops, 69.\\nwith a little address, 416.\\nWisdom, all men s, 861.\\nand wit are born with a man, 195.\\nand wit are little seen, 312.\\napply our hearts unto, 822.\\nat one entrance, 230.\\nbeyond the rules of physic, 167.\\ncrieth without, 824.\\nearth sounds my, 344.\\nfinds a way, 444.\\nfrom another s mishaps, 713.\\nin the scorn of consequence, 623.\\nis better than rubies, 825.\\nis humble, 422.\\nis justified of her children, 839.\\nis rare in youth and beauty, 343.\\nis the gray hair unto men, 836.\\nis the principal thing, 825.\\nis the result of human, 375.\\nlingers but knowledge comes, 626.\\nman of years, the man of, 309.\\nmarried to immortal verse, 481.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1176.jp2"}, "1171": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1147\\nWisdom mounts her zenith, 433.\\nnearer when we stoop, 479.\\nnever lies, 342.\\nnot acquired by years, 700.\\nof many, wit of one. Sol.\\nof our ancestors, 407.\\novermatch for strength, 715.\\npoint of, to be silent, 729.\\nprice of, is above rubies, 817.\\nseems the part of, 420.\\nshall die with you, 81G.\\nshort saying contains much. 697.\\nspirit of, 833.\\nstaple of all, 409.\\nthe prime, 237.\\ntherefore get, S25.\\nvain, ail and false philosophy, 228.\\nwake, though, 231.\\nwill not enter, there, 594.\\nwith each studious year, 544.\\nwith mirth, who mixed, 399.\\nworld is governed with little, 195.\\nWisdom s aid, friend of pleasure, 390.\\ngate, suspicion sleeps at, 231.\\npart, this is, 362.\\nschool, saint in, 181.\\nself oft seeks solitude, 244.\\nWise above that which is written, 845.\\nall that men held, 217.\\namazed temperate and furious, 120.\\namong fools, to be, 721.\\nand masterly inactivity, 457.\\nand salutary neglect, 408.\\nas serpents, 839.\\nas the frogs, 352.\\nbe lowly, 237.\\nbe not worldly, 203.\\nbeacon of the, 102.\\ncoffee makes the politician. 326.\\nconsider her ways and be, 825.\\nconvey the, it call, 45.\\ndefer not to be, 295.\\ndo never live long, so, 97.\\ndreams, fly with thy, 342.\\nexceeding, fair spoken, 101.\\nexcel, arts in which the, 279.\\nfather knows his own child, 62.\\nfollies of the, 365.\\nfolly to be, 382.\\nfool doth think he is, 71.\\nfor cure on exercise depend, 270.\\ngood to be merry and, 9, 37, 450.\\ngreat men are not always, 817.\\nhe bids fair to grow, 712.\\nhealthy wealthy and, 360.\\nhistories make men, 168.\\nhow cautious are the, 345.\\nif you are wise, be, 701.\\nin his own conceit, 828.\\nin show, 252.\\nin their own craftiness, 816.\\nin your own conceits, 844.\\nis he that can himselven knowe, 4.\\nlittle, the best fools be, 177.\\nlittle too, 172.\\nmade lowly, 475.\\nman is strong, 828.\\nman poor like a sacred book, 181.\\nWise man, silence an answer to a, 730.\\nman, to discover a, 765.\\nman s son, every, 75.\\nmen avoid the faults of fools, 725.\\nmen profit more by fools. 725.\\nmen s counters, words are, 200.\\nno man is born, 790.\\npassiveness, in a, 466.\\nperson and a fool, difference between,\\n702,\\npound foolish penny, 186.\\nsaws and modern instances, 69.\\nson maketh a glad father, 825.\\nso young never live long, so, 97.\\nspirits of the, sit in the clouds, 89.\\nswift is less than to be, 341.\\nteach a monarch to be, 387.\\nthe only wretched are the, 287.\\nthe reverend head, 303.\\nthrough time, 337.\\nto resolve patient to perform, 342.\\nto talk with our past hours, 307.\\nto-day, be, 306.\\ntype of the, 485.\\nwell to be merry and, 689.\\nwhat is it to be, 319.\\nwine can of their wits the, beguile, 345.\\nwith speed be, 311.\\nwords of the, 832.\\nWisely, charming never so, 821.\\none that loved not, 156.\\nwhatever you do do, 802.\\nwho reasons, 320.\\nworldly, be, 203.\\nWiser and better grow, 670.\\nbeing good than bad, 650.\\nfor his learning, no man is, 195.\\nin his own conceit, 828.\\nin their generation, 842.\\nsecond thoughts are ever, 699.\\nthan a daw, no, 93.\\nthan the children of light, 842.\\nWisest brightest meanest of mankind,\\n319.\\ncensure, mouths of, 152.\\nman who is not wise, 472.\\nmay be perplexed, the, 408.\\nmen not the greatest clerks, 3, 17.\\nmen, relished by the, 389.\\nof men, Socrates the, 241.\\nto entrap the, 63.\\nvirtuousest best, 23S.\\nWish and care, man whose, 334.\\nher stay, who saw to, 237.\\nhis religion an anxious, 578.\\nnot what we, 390.\\nwas father to that thought, 90.\\nWishes, all their country s, 389.\\nin idle, fools supinely stay, 444.\\nlengthen like our shadows, 309.\\nnever learned to stray, their sober,\\n385.\\nsoon as granted fly, whose, 488.\\nstilled, be my vain, 674.\\nWished devoutly to be, 135,\\nshe had not heard it, 150.\\nWishing, content myself with, 376.\\nof all employments, 308.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1177.jp2"}, "1172": {"fulltext": "1148\\nINDEX.\\nWishings, good meanings and, 205.\\nWist, beware of had I, 9.\\nWit, a man in, 335.\\nand gay rhetoric, 246.\\namong lords, 369.\\nand wisdom are little seen, 312.\\nand wisdom born with a man, 195.\\nbrevity is the soul of, 133.\\nbrightens, how the, 324.\\ncause that, is in other men, 88.\\neloquence and poetry, 260.\\nenjoy your dear, 246.\\nfault of a penetrating, 796.\\nfor so much room there is no, 222.\\nhast so much, 300.\\nher, was more than man, 270.\\nhigh as metaphysic, 210.\\nin a jest, whole, 196.\\nin the combat, whose, 519.\\nin the fountain of, 706.\\nin the very first line, 399.\\ninvites you, his, 415.\\nis a feather, 319.\\nis out when age is in, 52.\\nmen of, will condescend, 290.\\nmiracle instead of, 311.\\nmouses, not worth a leke, 4.\\nmuch, but shy of using it, 209.\\nnature dressed is true, 323.\\nne er beware of my own, 67.\\nno room for, heads so little, 222.\\nf one, wisdom of many, 861.\\nne man s, all men s wisdom, 861.\\nlety nor, shall lure it back, 768.\\nplentiful lack of, 133.\\nput his whole, in a jest, 196.\\n,hines at the expense of his memory,\\n800.\\nskirmish of, there s a, 50.\\nso narrow human, 323.\\nsum of Shakespeare s, 600.\\nthat can creep, 328.\\nthe Scotch are void of, 389.\\nto mortify a, 329.\\ntoo fine a point to your, 792.\\ntoo proud for a, 399.\\nwill come, and fancy, 336.\\nwill shine, 270.\\nwine beguile the wise of, 345.\\nwings of borrowed, 200.\\nwith dunces, 331.\\nWits, dunce with, 331.\\nencounter of our, 96.\\ngood, jump, 791.\\ngreat, jump, 378.\\nhome-keeping youth have homely, 44.\\nlord among, 369.\\nso many heads so many, 10.\\nto madness near allied, 267.\\nwrite pen devise, 55.\\nWit s end, at their, 12, 823.\\nWitch hath power to charm, 127.\\nthe world with noble horsemanship,\\n86.\\nWitches steal young children, 187.\\nWitchcraft, hell of, 163.\\nthis only is the, I have used, 151.\\nWitchery of the soft blue sky, 468.\\nWitching time of night, 139.\\nWitchingly instil a sweetness, 357.\\nWith thee, there s no living, 300.\\nWither, his leaf also shall not, 818.\\nher, age cannot, 157.\\nWithered and shaken, 584.\\nand so wild in their attire, 116.\\nin their pride, 643.\\nis the garland of the war, 159.\\nwhen true hearts lie, 521.\\nWithering fled, hope, 551.\\non the ground, 338.\\non the stalk, maidens, 477.\\non the virgin thorn, 57.\\nWithers are unwrung, our, 138.\\nat another s joy, 355.\\nWithin, I have that, which passeth show,\\n127.\\nis good and fair, 503.\\nit hardens a, 448.\\none of her, 297.\\nthat awful volume lies, 494.\\nthat s innocent, 329.\\nthey that are, would fain go out, 176.\\nWithout or this or that, 322.\\nthee I cannot live, 569.\\nThee we are poor, 421.\\nthey that are, would fain go in, 176.\\nWitnesses, cloud of, 848.\\nWitty in myself, I am not only, 88.\\nit shall be not long, 353.\\nto talk with, 256.\\nwords though ne er so, 25.\\nWives are young men s mistresses, 165.\\nmen with mothers and, 585.\\nstrawberry, 171.\\nWiving and hanging go by destiny, 63.\\nWizards that peep and mutter, 833.\\nWoe, aged in this world of, 542.\\nAltama murmurs to their, 398.\\namid severest, 381.\\nawaits a country, 489.\\nbeing not unacquainted with, 185.\\nbowed down by weight of, 561.\\nby some degree of, 377.\\ncheckered paths of joy and, 362.\\nday of, the watchful night, 508.\\ndeepest notes of, 452.\\ndoth tread upon another s heel, 143.\\nevery, a tear can claim, 548.\\nfig for care fig for, 9.\\ngave signs of, 239.\\nheritage of, 551.\\nis me to have seen what I have, 136.\\nJove gave us, 339.\\nlife protracted is protracted, 365.\\nluxury of, 518.\\nman of, not always a, 487.\\nmelt at others 335, 346.\\nmockery of, the, 335.\\nnot always a man of, 487.\\nof years, knelled the, 646.\\npilot of my proper, 552.\\nponderous, though a, 289.\\nraging impotence of, 341.\\nrearward of a conquered, 162.\\nsabler tints of, 386.\\nsilence in love bewrays more, 25.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1178.jp2"}, "1173": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1149\\nWoe, sleep the friend of, 508.\\nsmiles of joy the tears of, 524.\\nsource of my bliss and, 398.\\nsucceeds a woe, 202.\\nteach me to feel another s, 334.\\nthat ever felt another s, 340.\\ntouch of joy or, 389.\\ntrappings and suits of, 127.\\ntruth denies all eloquence to, 551.\\nWoes cluster, 308.\\nfrom woman rose, what mighty, 345.\\nhistorian of my country s, 342.\\nnew wail with old. 161.\\nrare are solitary, 308.\\nshall serve for sweet discourses, 108.\\nstarry Galileo with his, 545.\\ntear that flows for others 424.\\nunnumbered, 336.\\nWoe-begone, so dead in look so, 88.\\nWold not when he might, 405.\\nWolf dwell with the lamb, 833.\\nfrom the door, 8.\\nhowling of the, 38.\\non the fold, like the, 551.\\nWolves, silence ye, 331.\\nWoman a contradiction at best, 322.\\namong all tnose, not found a, 830.\\nand may be wooed, she s a, 104.\\nbelieve a, or an epitaph, 539.\\nbrawling, in a wide house, 827.\\ncontentious, 829.\\ncould play the, with mine eyes, 124.\\ndare, what will not gentle, 507.\\ndestructive damnable deceitful, 280.\\ndied, the saint sustained it the, 335.\\nexcellent thing in, 149.\\nfor thy more sweet understanding a,\\n54.\\nfrailty thy name is, 128.\\nfury of a disappointed, 296.\\ngood name in man and, 153.\\nhath nine lives like a cat, 16.\\nhell contains no fouler fiend than, 345.\\nhow divine a thing, may be made, 475.\\nI hate a dumpy, 556.\\nin her first passion, 557.\\nin our hours of ease, 490.\\nin this humour wooed, 96.\\nin this humour won, 96.\\nin unwomanly rags, 585.\\nis at heart a rake, 321.\\nis fair, die because a, 199.\\nis woman s natural ally, 698.\\nlaborin man and laborin 658.\\nlaid old Troy in ashes, 280.\\nlays his hand upon a, 463.\\nlight of a dark eye in, 544.\\nlike a dewdrop, 644.\\nlost Mark Antony the world, 280.\\nlovely woman, O, 280.\\nloves her lover, 557.\\nman delights not me no nor, 134.\\nman that is born of, 817.\\nmist is dispelled by, 348.\\nmoved is like a fountain troubled, 73.\\nnature made thee to temper man, 280.\\nO woman, perfect, 183.\\nof her word, honest, 63.\\nWoman, one hair of a, 191.\\none that was a, 143.\\nperfect, nobly planned, 475.\\nperfected, earth s noblest thing, 656.\\npoor lone, 89.\\npreaching, 371.\\nscorned, no fury like a, 294.\\nshe is a, 93, 104.\\nshould be good for everything at home,\\n699.\\nsmiled, till, 513.\\nstill be a, to you, 305.\\nstill gentler sister, 448.\\nstoops to folly, when lovely, 403.\\nstranger thing is, 559.\\nsuch duty, oweth to her husband, 73.\\nsupper with such a, 561.\\ntake an elder, let the, 75.\\ntake some savage, 626.\\nthat deliberates is lost, 298.\\nthat seduces all mankind, 348.\\ntherefore may be won, 104.\\ntherefore may be wooed, 104.\\ntherefore to be won, 93.\\nthou large-brain d, 621.\\ntrusted a secret to a, 725,\\nwhat mighty ills done by, 280.\\nwhat mighty woes from, 345.\\nwidow, 815.\\nwill or won t depend on t, 313.\\nWoman s breast his favourite seat, 482\\ncounsel, a virtuous, 36.\\neye, black is a pearl in a, 35.\\neye, such beauty as a, 55.\\neyes, light that lies in, 522.\\nfaith and woman s trust, 494.\\nheart, the way to hit a, 597.\\nlooks, my only books were, 522.\\nlove, brief my lord as, 138.\\nlove, paths to a, 198.\\nmood, fantastic as a, 492.\\nnay stands for naught, 163.\\npraise, sweeter sound of, 593.\\nreason, no other but a, 44.\\nwhole existence, love is, 556.\\nwill, current of a, 670.\\nwill, torrent of a, 313.\\nwork is never done, 688.\\nWoman-country wooed not wed, 647.\\nWomanhood and childhood, 614.\\nWomankind, best of, 346.\\nfaith in, 630.\\nWomb of morning dew, 28.\\nof nature, wild abyss the, 229.\\nof pia mater, in the, 55.\\nof the morning, 823, 851.\\nof uncreated night, 227.\\nWomen, alas the love of, 557.\\nand brave men, 542.\\nand song, wine, 811.\\nbevy of fair, 240.\\nEngland is a paradise for, 192.\\nfaded for ages, 648.\\nfind few real friends, 377.\\nframed to make, false, 151.\\nhave no character, most, 321.\\nhear these tell-tale, 97.\\nin their first passion, 796.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1179.jp2"}, "1174": {"fulltext": "1150\\nINDEX,\\nWomen, Italy is a hell for, 192,\\nlamps shone o er fair, 542.\\nmen and, merely players, 69.\\nmust weep, 664.\\npardoned all except her face, 559.\\npassing the love of, 815.\\npleasing punishment of, 50,\\nseven, take hold of one man, 833.\\nsweet is revenge to, 556.\\nwear the breeches, 186.\\nwent astray, if weak, 287.\\nwhen Achilles hid himself among, 219.\\nwine and, 188, 557-\\nwish to be who love their lords, 392.\\nwon t, when you will, 703.\\nwords are, deeds are men, 206.\\nWomen s eyes, from, 56.\\nweapons water-drops, 146.\\nWon, grace that, 237.\\nnor lost, neither, 672.\\nnot unsought be, 237.\\nshe is a woman therefore to be, 93.\\nshowed how fields were, 396.\\nthough baffled oft is ever, 548.\\nwas ever woman in this humour, 96.\\nwhen the battle s lost and, 145.\\nWonder, all mankind s, 279.\\ngrew, still the, 397.\\nhow the devil they got there, 327.\\nlast but nine deies, 6.\\nnine days 616.\\nof an hour, 541.\\nof Juliet s hand, white, 108.\\nof our stage, the, 179.\\nwhat I was begun for, 689.\\nwhere you stole em, 290.\\nwithout our special, 122.\\nWonders, hair on end at his own, 420.\\nthat I yet have heard, 112.\\nto perform, his, 423.\\nWonderful is death, how, 567.\\nmost wonderful, 70.\\ntheir unanimity is, 441.\\nthy love to me was, 815.\\nyet again, 70.\\nWonderfully and fearfully made, 824.\\nWondering for his bread, 420.\\nWondrous excellence, 163.\\nkind, makes one, 387.\\npitiful, twas, 150.\\nstrange, this is, 133.\\nstrong yet lovely in your strength, 544.\\nsweet and fair, so, 220.\\nWon t, if she, she won t, 313.\\nWonted fires, e en in our ashes, 385.\\nWoo her, and that would, 151.\\nher as the lion wooes his brides, 392.\\nmen are April when they, 71.\\nWood, born in a, 202.\\ndeep and gloomy, 467.\\ndrudgery at the desk s dead, 509.\\nland to plant a, 289.\\nnot stones nor, make a state, 437.\\nold, burns brightest, 181.\\none impulse from a vernal, 466.\\nsighs to find them in the, 573.\\ntill Birnam, do come, 125.\\ntill Birnam, remove, 124.\\nWood to burn, old, 171.\\nwhat, a cudgel s by the blow, 213.\\nWoods against a stormy sky, 569.\\nand pastures new, fresh, 248.\\nare full of them, 860.\\nGreta, are green, 492\\nhave eares, 17.\\nor steepy mountains, 40.\\npleasure in the pathless, 547.\\nsenators of mighty, 575.\\nstoic of the, 516.\\nto the sleeping, singeth, 499.\\nwailing winds and naked, 573.\\nwhen wild in, 275.\\nwhispered it to the, 238.\\nWoodbine, luscious, 58.\\nwell-attired, 248.\\nWoodcocks, springes to catch, 130.\\nWooden shoes, round-heads and, 300.\\nwalls of England, 861.\\nWoodman spare that tree, 595.\\nspare the beechen tree, 516.\\nWoodman s axe lies free, 570.\\nWood-notes wild, native, 249.\\nWood-pigeons breed, where the, 380.\\nWooed, beautiful therefore to be, 93.\\nin haste to wed at leisure, 72.\\nwoman therefore may be, 104.\\nwoman in this humour, 96.\\nwould be, not unsought be won, 237.\\nWooer, was a thriving, 295.\\nWoof, spun out of Iris 243.\\nweave the warp weave the, 3S3.\\nWooing in my boys, I 11 go, 406.\\nthe caress, 555.\\nWooingly, heaven s breath smells, 117.\\nWool, all cry and no, 211.\\ngo for, come home shorn, 791.\\nmoche cr} r e and no, 7.\\nof bat and tongue of dog, 123.\\ntease the huswife s, 246.\\nWool-gathering, thoughts ran a, 792.\\nwits from, 173.\\nWoollen, odious in, 321.\\nWord, accoutred as I was upon the, 110.\\nAlone, knells in that, 606.\\nAlone, that worn out, 606.\\nand a blow, 107, 277.\\nand measured phrase, 470.\\nanswer me in one, 70.\\nas fail, no such, 606.\\nas good as his bond, 790.\\nat random spoken, 492.\\nchanged for a worse one, 343.\\ncharacter dead at every, 442.\\ncholeric, in the captain, 48.\\ndamned use that, in hell, 108.\\ndropped a tear upon the, 379.\\neverich, he most reherse, 2.\\nevery whispered, 551.\\nfarewell a, that must be, 548.\\nfarewell that fatal, 551.\\nfitly spoken, 828.\\nflirtation that significant, 353.\\nfor teaching me that, 65.\\nG-od in his works and, 304.\\nHe was the, that spake it, 177.\\nhonest woman of her. 63.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1180.jp2"}, "1175": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1151\\nWord honour, what is that, 87.\\nin season spoken, Gil.\\nit was bilbow, the, 351.\\nlight dies before thy uncreating, 332.\\nnever break thy, 750.\\nnever wanted a good, 400.\\nno man relies on, 279.\\nof Caesar might have stood, 113.\\nof onset gave, 474.\\nof promise to our ear, 126.\\nof righteousness, 848.\\nonce familiar, 581.\\nreputation dies at every, 326.\\nso idly spoken, GOG.\\nspoken in due season, 826.\\nsuit the action to the, 137.\\nsweet in every whispered, 551.\\ntears wash out a, 768.\\nthat must be, 548.\\nthink not thy, alone is right, 692.\\nto scorn, laughed his, 415.\\nto the action, suit the, 137.\\nto throw at a dog, 66.\\ntoo large, tempted her with, 52.\\ntorture one poor, 270.\\nvoice like a prophet s, 562.\\nwash out a, of it, 768.\\nwhose lightest, 131.\\nwith her sharp is the, 294.\\nwith this learned Theban, 147.\\nWords all ears took captive, whose, 74.\\nall the power of, 330.\\nand actions, from all her, 238.\\napt and gracious, delivers in, 55.\\nare but empty thanks, 296.\\nare faint, all, 437.\\nare like leaves, 323.\\nare men s daughters, 368.\\nare no deeds, 98.\\nare the daughters of earth, 368.\\nare the physician of a mind diseased\\n695.\\nare things, 558.\\nare wise men s counters, 200.\\nare women deeds are men, 206.\\nas in fashions, in, 324.\\nat random flung, 437.\\nbe few, let thy, 830.\\nbe not confused in, 755.\\nbethumped with, 78.\\nbrave Raleigh spoke, 330.\\ncharm agony with, 53.\\ncongealed by cold, 738.\\ndarkeneth counsel by, 817.\\ndeceiving, in, 251.\\ndeeds not, 185.\\nEmerson whose rich, 658.\\nfair, never hurt the tongue, 38.\\nfamiliar as household, 92.\\nfinden, newe, 2.\\nfine, wonder where you stole em 290.\\nflows in fit, 268.\\nfly up, my, 140.\\nforcible are right, 816.\\ngive sorrow, 124.\\nhave suffered corruption, 174.\\nhe multiplieth, 817.\\nI understand a fury in your, 155.\\nWords, immodest, admit of no defence,\\n278.\\nin their best order, 505.\\nintellectual power through, 480.\\njoys of sense lie in three, 319.\\nlike airy servitors, 253.\\nlong-tailed, in osity, 462.\\nmen of few, are the best men, 91.\\nmove slow, the, 324.\\nmultitude of, 758.\\nNarcissa s last, 321.\\nno, can paint, 437.\\nno, suffice the secret soul, 551.\\nof all sad, of tongue or pen, 619.\\nof learned length, 397.\\nof love then spoken, 523.\\nof Marmion, the last, 490.\\nof Mercury are harsh, 57.\\nof the wise as goads, 832.\\nof truth and soberness, 843.\\nrepeats his, 79.\\nreport thy, how he may, 242.\\nrhapsody of, 140.\\nsmell of the apron, 732.\\nsmelt of the lamp, 728.\\nsmoother than butter, 821.\\nsounding on through, 465.\\nspareth his, 827.\\nsweet as honey, 337.\\nten low, in one dull line, 324.\\nthat Bacon or Raleigh spoke, 330.\\nthat burn, 382.\\nthat have been so nimble, 196.\\nthat weep and tears that speak, 262.\\nthe unpleasantest, 64.\\nthe shadows of actions, 729.\\nthings not made for, 759.\\nthou hast spoken, 682.\\nthough ne er so witty, 25.\\nto give fair, 12.\\nto them, wut s, 660.\\ntwo narrow, hie jacet, 27.\\ntwo, to that bargain, 294.\\nunpack my heart with, 135.\\nweighty sense flows in fit, 268.\\nwere few, looks were fond, 537,\\nwere now written, that my, 817.\\nwith heavenly, 36.\\nwith these dark, 479.\\nwithout knowledge, 817.\\nwithout thoughts, 140.\\nwords words, 133.\\nworst of thoughts the worst of, 153.\\nwrit in waters, 37.\\nWordsworth s healing power, 665,\\nWordy, be not, 750.\\nWore a wreath of roses, 581.\\nWork and tools, there is always, 656.\\nbooks or, or healthful play, 302.\\nborn with him, man s, 656-\\ncreature s at his dirty, again, 327.\\nfor man to mend, 270.\\ngoes bravely on, the, 295.\\nhuddle up their, 419.\\nis done, the reaper s, 570.\\nmade manifest, 845,\\nman goeth forth unto his, 823.\\nmany hands make light, 17.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1181.jp2"}, "1176": {"fulltext": "1152\\nINDEX.\\nWork, men must, 664.\\nnature s noblest, 446.\\nnight cometh when no man can, 843.\\nnoblest, she classes O, 446.\\nof a moment, 785.\\nof God, the noblest, 319.\\nof our hands, 822.\\nof polished idleness, 457.\\nof their own hearts, 566.\\nrising to a man s, 753.\\ntogether for good, 844.\\nto sport as tedious as to, 83.\\nunder our labour grows, 238.\\nwhat a piece of, is a man, 134.\\nwho first invented, 509.\\nwoman s, is never done, 688.\\nworkman known by the, 797.\\nWorks done least rapidly, 647.\\neach natural agent, 36.\\nfollows God in his, 304.\\nfull of good, 843.\\nin, subdued to what it, 163.\\nmost authors steal their, 325.\\nnature sighing through all hell, 239.\\nof nature, lord of all, 30.\\nrich in good, 848.\\nson of his own, 785.\\nthese are thy glorious, 235.\\nuniversal, blank of nature s, 230.\\nWorkers, men the, 626.\\nWorking our salvation, tools of, 215.\\nout a pure intent, 482.\\nout its way, fiery soul, 267.\\nWorkings, hum of might} 7 576.\\nWorking-day world, full of briers,\\nWorkman known by the work, 797.\\nnot to be ashamed, 848.\\nWorld, all corners of the, 160.\\nall is right with the, 644.\\nall the beauty of the, 262.\\nall the uses of this, 128.\\nalong its path advances, 523.\\nalways morn somewhere in the, 604.\\nan idler too, busv. 420.\\nand his wife, all the, 293.\\nand its dread laugh, 356.\\nand worldlings base, 90.\\nanother and a better, 805.\\napplaud the hollow ghost, 665.\\nas good be out of the, 296.\\nassassination has never changed the\\nhistory of the, 607.\\nbade the, farewell, 513.\\nbalance of the old, 464.\\nbanish all the, 85.\\nbank-note, 563.\\nbefore the whole, 798.\\nbestride the narrow, 110.\\nbetter, than this, 66.\\nblows and buffets of the, 121.\\nbooks a substantial, 477.\\nborrow the name of the, 166.\\nbreathers of this, 162.\\nbreathes out contagion to this, 139.\\nbrought death into the, 223.\\nbut as a stage, 784.\\ncalled the new, into existence, 464.\\ncalls idle, whom the, 420.\\nWorld, came up stairs into the, 294.\\ncan give, not a joy the, 553.\\ncan never fill, void the, 422.\\ncankers of a calm, 86.\\ncast out of the, and despised, 27.\\nchildren of this, 842.\\ncitizen of the, 605, 739, 764.\\ncommandress of the, 35.\\ncreation s heir the, 394.\\ndaffed the, aside, 86.\\ndissolves, when all the, 41.\\ndoth but two nations bear, 263.\\ndreams books are each a, 477.\\ndrowsy syrups of the, 154.\\nenchants the, 356.\\nenvy of the, 408.\\nere the, be past, 396.\\nfalls when Rome falls, 546.\\nfar from ours, some, 567.\\nfashion of this, passeth away, 845.\\nfever of the, 467.\\nfor all the, he was, 90.\\nflesh and the devil, 850.\\nforemost man of all this, 114.\\nforgetting by the world forgot, 333.\\nfour corners of the, 781.\\ngain the whole, 840.\\ngifts of the, 66.\\ngirdle round about the, 36.\\ngive the, the lie, 25.\\ngoes, honest as this, 133.\\ngoes up the world goes down, 664.\\ngoes with no eyes, 148.\\ngood bye proud, 598.\\ngood deed in a naughty, 66.\\ngrew pale, name at which the, 365.\\nhad wanted many an idle song, 326.\\nhalf-brother of the, America, 654.\\nhalf of the, knoweth not how the other\\nhalf liveth, 771.\\nharmoniously confused, 333.\\nharinonj 7 of the, 31.\\nhas nothing to bestow, 362.\\nhath flattered all the, 26.\\nhe gave his honours to the, 100.\\nhe pleases all the, 800.\\nhe that knows not the, 755.\\nhe was for all the, 90.\\nhim who bore the, 483.\\nhis arm he flung against the, 642.\\nhow little wisdom governs the, 195.\\nhow this, goes with no eyes, 148.\\nI have not loved the, 544.\\nI hold the, but as the world, 60.\\nI never have sought the, 374.\\nif all the, were young, 68.\\nif God hath made this, so fair, 497.\\nimpossible to please all the, 797.\\nin arms, against a, 593.\\nin arms, come the, 80.\\nin charity with the, 292.\\nin love with night, 107.\\nin that new, 627.\\nin the morning of the, 644.\\nin the universal, 93.\\nin this canting, 378.\\nin this wintry, 524.\\nin vain had tried, 526.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1182.jp2"}, "1177": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\n1153\\nWorld in which I moved alone, 564.\\ninhabit this bleak, alone, 521.\\ninto this breathing, 95.\\nis a bubble, 170.\\nis a comedy, 389.\\nis a stage, all the, 69, 173, 780.\\nis a strange affair, 797.\\nis a theatre the earth a stage, 194.\\nis a tragedy to those who feel, 389.\\nis a wheel, the, 610.\\nis all a fleeting show, this, 524.\\nis ancient, when the, 169.\\nis given to lying, how this, 88.\\nis good and the people are good, 673.\\nis grown so bad, 96.\\nis mine oyster, 45.\\nis not thy friend, 108.\\nis too much with us, 476.\\nis wide enough for both, 378.\\nits veterans rewards, 321.\\njest and riddle of the, 317.\\nknows me in my book, 778.\\nknows nothing of its greatest men,\\n594.\\nknows only two, 178.\\nlight of the, ye are the, 838.\\nlights of the, 414.\\nlittle foolery governs the, 195.\\nlittle of this great, can I speak, 150.\\nlook round the habitable, 274.\\nman is one, and hath another, 205.\\nman of letters amongst men of the,\\n591.\\nman of the, amongst men of letters,\\n591.\\nman s ingress into the, 439.\\nmust be peopled, 51.\\nmy country is the, 605.\\nnaked through the, 155.\\nnatural and political, 409.\\nne er saw, monster the, 279.\\nno copy, leave the, 74.\\nnourish all the, 56.\\nnow a bubble burst and now a, 315.\\nof death, back to a, 500.\\nof folke, 6.\\nof happy days, to buy a, 96.\\nof one religion, the, 604.\\nof pleurisy and people, curest the, 199.\\nof sighs, for my pains a, 150.\\nof vile ill-favoured faults, 46.\\nof waters, the rising, 230.\\nof woe, aged in this, 542.\\none custom corrupt the, 629.\\nour country is the, 605.\\nout of fashion out of the, 296.\\npeace to be found in the, 518.\\npendant hanging in a golden chain,\\n230.\\npomp and glory of this, 99.\\nprevailed and its dread laugh, 356.\\nproclaim, to all the sensual, 493.\\npuritans gave action to the, 641.\\nqueen of the, 674.\\nquiet limit of the, 625.\\nrack of this tough, 149.\\nreckless what I do to spite the, 121.\\nrewards its votaries, 802.\\nWorld, round about the pendent, 48.\\nrub, let the, 786.\\nsecrets of the nether, 749.\\nsecure amidst a falling, 300.\\nservice of the antique, 67,\\nshall mourn her, all the, 101.\\nshe followed him through all the, 627.\\nshot heard round the, 599.\\nsink, let the, 205.\\nslide, let the, 9, 72, 198.\\nslumbering, o er a, 306.\\nsmooth its way through the, 353.\\nsnug farm of the, 508.\\nso fair, God hath made this, 497.\\nso runs the, away, 138.\\nsolitary monk who shook the, 610.\\nsoul of this, 742.\\nspin forever, let the great, 626.\\nstand up and say to all the, 115.\\nstart of the majestic, 110.\\nstatue that enchants the, 356.\\nsteal from the, 334.\\nstood against the, 113.\\nsyllables govern the, 196.\\nten hours to the, 438.\\nthat few is all the, 39.\\nthat nourish all the, 56.\\nthe fever of the, 467.\\nthe flesh and the devil, 850.\\nthe lie, give the, 25.\\nthe whole, kin, 102.\\nthere is not in the wide, 520.\\nthis great roundabout, 424.\\nthis little, 81.\\nthis pendent, 230.\\nthis unintelligible, 467.\\nthree corners of the, 80.\\ntired of wandering o er the, 594.\\nto curtain her sleeping, 568.\\nto darkness, leaves the, 384.\\nto give the, assurance, 140.\\nto hide virtues in, 74.\\nto live in, very good, 279.\\nto peep at such a, 420.\\nto see, a, 33.\\ntoo glad and free, 589.\\ntoo much respect upon the, 59.\\ntoo noble for the, 103.\\ntoo open for the, 655.\\ntoo wide for his shrunk shank, 69.\\ntruth throughout the, 483.\\ntwo nations bear, the, 263.\\nuncertain comes and goes, 602.\\nunheard by the, 524.\\nunknown, into a, 616.\\nupon the rack of this tough, 149.\\nup stairs into the, I came, 294.\\nuses of this, all the, 128.\\nvanity of this wicked, 850.\\nvirtue passes current over the, 699.\\nvisitations daze the, 594.\\nwag, let the, 11.\\nwags, how the, 68.\\nwas all before them, 240.\\nwas guilty of a ballad, 54.\\nwas heard the, around, 251.\\nwas not to seek me, 374.\\nwas not worthy, of whom the, 848.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1183.jp2"}, "1178": {"fulltext": "1154\\nINDEX.\\nWorld was sad till woman smiled, 513.\\nwas worthy such men, 620.\\nwere young, if all the, 25.\\nwhat I may appear to the, 278.\\nwhen all the, dissolves, 41.\\nwhere is any author in the, 55.\\nwho lost Mark Antony the, 280.\\nwho would inhabit alone this bleak,\\n521.\\nwide enough for thee and me, 378.\\nwill come round to him, 601.\\nwill disagree in faith and hope, 318.\\nwitch the, with noble horsemanship,\\n86.\\nwith all its motley rout, 424.\\nwithout a sun, 513.\\nworking-day, full of briers, GG.\\nworship of the, but no repose, 565.\\nworst, that ever was known, 279.\\nworth the winning, 272.\\nWorlds, allured to brighter, 396.\\nbest of all possible, 801.\\nexhausted, imagined new, 366.\\nin the yet unformed Occident, 39.\\nnot realized, in, 478.\\nshould conquer twenty, 181.\\nso many, so much to do, 633.\\nwandering between two, GGo.\\nwhose course is equable, 482.\\nwrecks of matter and crush of, 299.\\nWorld s altar-stairs, 632.\\ncreation, most ancient since the, 169.\\ndread laugh, 356.\\ngreat age begins anew, 566.\\ngreat men, the, 638.\\nlaw, nor the, 108.\\nnew fashion planted, 54.\\nShakespeare is not our poet but the,\\n511.\\ntired denizen, the, 541.\\nWorldlings do, testament as, 67.\\nworld and, 90.\\nWorldly ends, thus neglecting, 42.\\ngoods, with all my, 851.\\nlife, the weariest, 49.\\nwise, be not, 203.\\nWorld-wide fluctuation, 634.\\nWorm, bit with an envious, 104.\\ndarkness and the, 308.\\ndieth not, where their, 841.\\nin the bud, concealment like a, 75.\\nis in the bud of youth, 423.\\nman cannot make a, 776.\\nneedlessly sets foot upon a, 422.\\nno god dare wrong a, 600.\\nthat hath eat of a king, 141.\\nthe canker and the grief, 555.\\nthe smallest, will turn, 95.\\nWorms and epitaphs, let s talk of, 81.\\ndevils at, 770.\\nhave eaten men, 71.\\nof Nile, outvenoms all the, 160.\\nWorn out with eating time, 276.\\nWorn-out word Alone, 606.\\nplan, man made on a, 660.\\nWorse, make the, appear the better rea-\\nson, 226, 759.\\ndeed, better day the, 282.\\nWorse, for better for, 850.\\nfor the excuse, 80.\\nfor the wearing, 16.\\nfor wear, not much the, 417.\\nfurther and fared, 17.\\ngreater feeling to the, 81.\\none word changed for a, 343.\\npray G-od they change for, 25.\\nremains behind, 141.\\nthan a crime, it is, 805.\\nthan a man, little, 61.\\nthat which makes man no, 751.\\ntruth put to the, 255.\\nWorship God he says, 447.\\nof the great of old, silent, 554.\\nof the world, they have the, 565.\\nstated calls to, 369.\\nstill to the star of its, 524.\\nthe gods of the place, 193.\\nto the garish sun, pay no, 107.\\ntoo divine to love too fair to, 564.\\nWorshipped stocks and stones, 252.\\nsun, hour before the, 104.\\nthe rising than the setting sun, 726.\\nWorshipper, nature mourns her, 488.\\nWorst, bottom of the, 102.\\ncomes to the worst, 172, 7S5.\\ninn s worst room, 322.\\nof slaves, corrupted freemen, 387.\\nof thoughts the worst of words, 153.\\nspeak something good, the, 205.\\nthat man can feel, 341.\\nthings present seem, 89.\\nthis is the, 14S.\\nto-morrow do thy, 273.\\ntreason has done his, 121.\\nwhat began best can t end, 650.\\nworld that ever was known, 279.\\nWorst-humored muse, 400.\\nWorst-natured muse, 279.\\nWorth a thousand men, 492.\\na whole eternity, 298.\\nby poverty depressed, 366.\\nconscience of her, 237.\\ndoing well, 352.\\nin anything, what is, 213.\\nmakes the man, 319.\\nman is, as he esteems himself, 771.\\nof everything, 713.\\npromise of celestial, 311.\\nsad relic of departed, 541.\\nslow rises, 366.\\nstones of, like, 162.\\ntakes away half his, 346.\\nthe candle, not, 206.\\nthe search, not, 60.\\nthe winning, 272.\\nthis coil that s made for me, 78.\\ntwo of that, I know a trick, 84.\\nwhat we have we prize not to the, 53.\\nWorthier, would it were, 548.\\nWorthily, life spent, 443.\\nWorthless pomp of homage, 571.\\nWorthy of all acceptation, 284.\\nof their steel, 491.\\nof your love, 471.\\nworld was not, of whom the, 848.\\nWot, as by lot God, 404.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1184.jp2"}, "1179": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n1155\\nWot not what they are. 54.\\nWould and we would not, 49.\\nhe shall have nay when he, 9.\\nI, fain, but I dare not. 25.\\nI had met my dearest foe, 128.\\nI were a boy again, 679.\\nI were dead now, 584.\\nit were bedtime, 87.\\nletting I dare not wait upon I, 118.\\nnot if I could be gay, 456.\\nnot live alwaj 7 I, 678.\\nnot when he might, 405.\\nshould do when we, 142.\\nthat I were low laid in my grave, 78.\\nto be as be we, 38.\\nWouldst highly, what thou, 117.\\nnot play false, 117.\\nthou holily, that, 117.\\nwrongly win, 117.\\nWound, earth felt the, 239.\\nfelt a stain like a, 410.\\ngrief of a, take away the, 87.\\nher very shoe has power to, 378.\\nof Caesar, tongue in every, 114.\\npurple with love s, 58.\\nthat never felt a, 105.\\ntongue in every, 114.\\nus, no tongue to, 522.\\nwilling to, 327.\\nwith a touch, 350.\\nWounds, bind up my, 97.\\nof a friend, faithful are the, 829.\\nwept o er his, 396.\\nWounded hearts, here bring your, 524.\\nin the house of my friends, 836.\\nsnake, like a, 324.\\nspirit who can bear, 827.\\nthe spirit that loved thee, 682.\\nWrack, blow wind come, 126.\\nWranglers, imprisoned, 420.\\nWrangling lawyers, our, 186.\\nWraps the present hour, 380.\\ntheir clay, turf that, 390.\\nWrath, Achilles 336.\\nallay, no twilight dews his, 493.\\nbe slow to, 849.\\ninfinite, and infinite despair, 231.\\nmeasure of my, not within the, 44.\\nnursing her, 451.\\nof heaven, 464.\\nsoft answer turneth away, 826.\\nsun go down upon your, 847.\\nWreath of roses, she wore a, 581.\\nWreaths, bound with victorious, 95.\\nthat endure affliction s heaviest show-\\ner, 482.\\nWreathed horn, Triton with his, 477.\\nsmiles, becks and, 248.\\nWreck of power, lay down the, 571.\\nway out of his, 100.\\nWrecks, I saw a thousand fearful, 96.\\nof matter, 299.\\nWrecked, greatest men oftest, 240.\\nWrens make prey, 96.\\nWrestle with, virtue has difficulties to,\\n775.\\nWrestles with us, he that, 411.\\nWrestled with him, 208.\\nAusV\\nWrestling, more like, than dancing, 754.\\nWretch concentred all in self, 488.\\ncondemned with life to part, 398.\\nexcellent, 153.\\nhollow-eyed sharp-looking, 50.\\nin order, to haud the, 448.\\nleaves the, to weep, 402.\\non hope relies, the, 398.\\nthou slave thou coward, 79.\\nto live like a, 188.\\ntremble thou, 117.\\nWretches feel, feel what, 147.\\nhang that jurymen may dine, 326.\\npoor naked, 147.\\nsuch as I, weary road to, 448.\\nWretched are the wise, the only, 287.\\nsoul bruised with adversity, 50.\\nsouls of those that lived, 769.\\nto relieve the, was his pride, 396.\\nunidea d girls, 369.\\nWring his bosom, 403.\\nunder the load of sorrow, 53.\\nyour heart, let me, 140.\\nWrinkle, time writes no, 547.\\nWrinkles won t flatter, 559.\\nWrinkled care derides, 248.\\nfront of war, 95.\\nWrit by God s own hand, 310.\\nin choice Italian, 138.\\nin remembrance, 81.\\nin sour misfortune s book, 108.\\nin water, deeds, 197.\\nin water, whose name was, 577.\\nin water, words, 37.\\nproofs of holy, i54.\\nstolen out of holy, 96.\\nwhat is, is writ, 548.\\nwithin the leaf of pity, 109.\\nyour annals true, 103.\\nWrite a verse or two, 204.\\nabout it goddess, 332.\\nand cipher too, 397.\\nand read comes by nature, to, 51.\\nas funny as I can, 636.\\nat any time, a man may, 371.\\nfair, hold it baseness to, 145.\\nfinely upon a broomstick, 294.\\nforce them to, 211.\\nin rhyme, those that, 213.\\nin water, their virtues we, 100.\\nit before them in a table, 834.\\nlook in thy heart and, 34.\\nme down an ass, 53.\\nnothing to, about, 748*\\npen devise wit, 55.\\nthe characters in dust, 494.\\nthe vision and make it plain, 836.\\nthough an angel should, 520.\\nwell hereafter, hope to, 253.\\nwith a goose pen, 76.\\nwith ease, you, 443.\\nWrites, the moving finger, 768.\\nWriter, one, excels at a plan, 403.\\npen of a ready, 820.\\nWriters against religion, 407.\\nWriting, easy, is curst hard reading, 443.\\nmaketh an exact man, 168.\\nscarcely any style of, 367.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1185.jp2"}, "1180": {"fulltext": "1156\\nINDEX.\\nWriting, true ease in, 324.\\nwell, nature s masterpiece is, 279.\\nWritten a book, that mine adversary, 817.\\nout of reputation by himself, 284.\\nthat my words were now, 817.\\nto after times, 253.\\ntroubles of the brain, 125.\\nwise above that which is, 845.\\nwith a pen of iron, 835.\\nWrong, always in the, 268.\\ncradled into poetry by, 566.\\nday of, I have seen the, 56.\\ndread of all who, 619.\\nforever on the throne, 657.\\ngreat right of an excessive, 650.\\nhim who treasures up a, 555.\\nhis argument, 399.\\nhis can t be, whose life is right, 318.\\nin some nice tenets might be, 260.\\nmultitude is always in the, 278.\\none, but one idea and that a, 371, 609.\\noppressor s, 135.\\nour country right or, 675.\\npursue yet condemn the, 295.\\nside of thirty, 292.\\nsow by the ear, 19, 785.\\nthat does no harm, 500.\\nthey may gang a kennin 448.\\nthey ne er pardon who have done the,\\n275.\\nto dally with, 500.\\nvengeance waits on, 344.\\nwe are both in the, 348.\\nWrongs in marble, some write their, 314.\\nof base mankind, 345.\\nof night, 203.\\nunredressed, 480.\\nWrongdoer has left something undone,\\n755.\\nWronged orphans tears, 194.\\nWrongly win, wouldst, 117.\\nWrote with ease, gentlemen who, 329.\\nlike an angel, 388.\\nreading what they never, 419.\\nthem in the dust, 314.\\nWroth with one we love, 500.\\nWrought and afterwards he taught, 2.\\nbrain too finely, 413.\\nby want of thought, 584.\\nin a sad sincerity, 598.\\nWry-necked fife, squeaking of the, 62.\\nWut s words to them, 660.\\nXanadu, Kubla Khan in, 500.\\nXarifa, rise up, 677.\\nXerxes did die and so must I, 687.\\nYaller pines, under the, 660.\\nYarn, is of a mingled, 74.\\nYawn confess, everlasting, 332.\\nwhen churchyards, 139.\\nYe distant spires, 381.\\ngentlemen of England, 176.\\ngods it doth amaze me, 110.\\nmariners of England, 514.\\nYea-forsooth knave, 88.\\nYear, almanacs of the last, 258.\\nby year we lose friends, 569.\\nYear, Christmas comes but once a, 20.\\ndays saddest of the, 573.\\nhappiest of the glad new, 624.\\nheaven s eternal, is thine, 270.\\nif I preach a whole, 439.\\nmellowing, 246.\\nmemory outlive life half a, 138.\\nmoments make the, 311.\\nno winter in thy, 438.\\nrich with forty pounds a, 396.\\nrolling, is full of Thee, 357.\\nseasons return with the, 230.\\nstarry girdle of the, 513.\\nthree hundred pounds a, 46.\\nvernal seasons of the, 254.\\nwere playing holidays, 83.\\nwhere are the snows of last, 769.\\nwinter comes to rule the varied, 356.\\nwinter ruler of the inverted, 420.\\nwisdom with each studious, 544.\\nYears, ah happy, 541.\\ndays of our, 822.\\ndeclined into the vale of, 153.\\ndim with the mist of, 541.\\neternal, of God are hers, 573.\\nfate seemed to wind him up for four-\\nscore, 27G.\\nflag has braved a thousand, 514.\\nflight of, unmeasured by the, 497.\\nfollowing years, 330.\\nfourteen hundred, ago, 82.\\nfull of honor and, 655.\\nif by reason of strength they be four-\\nscore, 822.\\nknelled the woe of, 646.\\nladen with unhonoured, 449.\\nlife seemed formed of sunny, 679.\\nlove of life increased with, 432.\\nman of wisdom is the man of, 309.\\nmeasured by deeds not, 443.\\nnature sink in, 299.\\nnone would live past, again, 276.\\nO tide of the, 668.\\nof Europe, better fifty, 626.\\nof man, the first, 368.\\nof peace, thousand, 633.\\noutweighs, whole, 319.\\nreturn, the golden, 566.\\nsad presage of his future, 427.\\nsteal fire from the mind, 542.\\ntears of boyhood s, 523.\\nthat bring the philosophic mind, 478.\\nthought of our past, 478.\\nthousand, in thy sight, 822.\\nthousand, to form a state, 541.\\nthree thousand, ago, 517.\\nthreescore, and ten, 822.\\nthrough endless, 526.\\nthrough many changing, 611.\\ntime who steals our, 518.\\nto be let for life or, 204.\\nvanity in, 85.\\nwe do not count a man s, 603.\\nwe live in deeds not, 654.\\nwe spend our, as a tale, 822.\\nweight of seventy, 479.\\nwhere sleep the joys of other, 497.\\nwisdom not acquired by, 700.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1186.jp2"}, "1181": {"fulltext": "IXDEX.\\n1157\\nTears, with all the hopes of future, G15.\\nyoung, seventy, 638.\\nTears pith, seven, 149.\\nYellow leaf, my days are in the, boo.\\nleaf, sere the, 124.\\nmelancholy, green and, 76.\\nprimrose was to him, 468.\\nsands, come unto these, 42.\\nto the jaundiced eye, 325.\\nYemen sword, with his, 811.\\nYeoman s service, it did me, 145.\\nYesterday and to-day, 848.\\ngreat families of, 286.\\nin embryo, man, 753.\\ncall back, bid time return, 81.\\nsweet sleep which thou owedst, 154.\\nthe word of Caesar, 113.\\nwhen it is past, but as, 822.\\nYesterdays, cheerful, 481.\\nhave lighted fools, 125.\\nlook backwards with a smile, 307.\\nYesterday s sneer and frown, 664.\\nYestreen, I saw the moon late, 404.\\nYew, hails me to yonder, 180.\\nnever a spray of, 665.\\nYielded, by her, by him received, 232.\\nwith coy submission, 232.\\nYielding marble of her snowy breast.\\n219.\\nYoke, Flanders hath received our, 220.\\nof bullocks at Stamford fair, 89.\\nYore, we have been glad of, 471.\\nYorick, alas poor, I knew him, 144.\\nYork, this sun of, 95.\\nt is on the Tweed, 18.\\nYoung and fair, ladies, 68.\\nand so fair, 586.\\nas beautiful and soft as young, 308.\\nbody with so old a head, 64.\\nboth were, and one was beautiful,\\n552.\\ndesire, nurse of, 427.\\ndisease, the, 317.\\never fair and ever, 271.\\nfellows will be young, 428.\\n1 have been, and now am old, 819.\\nidea how to shoot, teach the, 355.\\nidle wild and, 676.\\nif all the world and love were, 25.\\nif he be caught, 371.\\nif ladies be but, and fair, 68.\\nladies making nets, 291.\\nman s fancy lightly turns, 625.\\nmen are fools, old men know, 36.\\nmen think old men fools, 36.\\nmen s vision, the, 268.\\nObadias David Josias, 686.\\nseventy years, 638.\\nso wise so, never live long, 97.\\nspurned by the, 585.\\nthough I am, I scorn to flit, 200.\\ntill forty, look, 275.\\nTimothy learnt sin to fly, 686.\\nto be, was very heaven, 476.\\nwar seeks its victims in the, 697.\\nwhen my bosom was, 515.\\nwho always find us, 599.\\nwiiom the gods love die, 558.\\nYoung-eyed cherubins, 65.\\nYounger than thyself, let thy love be,\\n75.\\nYounker or a prodigal, how like a, 62.\\nYours, what s mine is, 50, 700.\\nYouth, a happy, 471.\\nagainst time and age, 24.\\nage twixt boy and, 489.\\nand health, joy of, 444.\\nand home, the music tells of, 523.\\nand I lived in t together, 503.\\nand love, kiss of, 557.\\nand pleasure meet, 542.\\nand vigour dies, 341\\nbegin in gladness in our, 470.\\nbounds of freakish, 419.\\ncrabbed age and, 163.\\ndelight, gives his, 318.\\ndelusion of, 608.\\ndew of thy, 823.\\ndid dress themselves, 89.\\ndistressful stroke of my, 150.\\neagle mewing her mighty, 255.\\nexamples for the instruction of, 411.\\nfiery vehemence of, 491.\\nflourish in immortal, 299.\\nflower of, 703.\\nfollies may cease with their, 376.\\nfriends of my, where are they, 550.\\nglass wherein the noble, 89.\\nhome-keeping, 44.\\nin my hot, 556.\\nin the bloom of, 702.\\nin the lexicon of, 606.\\nis a blunder, 608.\\nis more than a, 50.\\nis vain and lif e is thorny, 500.\\nlearning in the freshness of its, 695.\\nmorn and liquid dew of, 129.\\nmorning like the spirit of, 158.\\nnow green in, 338.\\nof frolics an old age of cards, 321.\\nof labour with an age of ease, 396.\\nof pleasure wasteful, was your, 651.\\nof primy nature, violet in the, 129.\\nof the realm, corrupted the, 94.\\non the prow, 383.\\nour joys our, 26.\\nour, w r e can have but to-day, 312.\\nplaything gives his, delight, 318.\\npromises of, 368.\\nrebellious liquors in my, 67.\\nrejoice in thy, 831.\\nremember thy Creator in, 831.\\nreplies I can, 600.\\nriband in the cap of, 142.\\nsheltered me in, 595.\\nso sinks the, 338.\\nsome salt of our, 45.\\nspirit of, in everything, 163.\\nthat fired the Ephesian dome, 296.\\nthat means to be of note, 158.\\nthey had been friends in, 500.\\ntime that takes in trust our, 26.\\nt is now the summer of your, 378.\\nto fame unknown, 386.\\nto many a, and many a maid, 248.\\nto whom was given, 472.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1187.jp2"}, "1182": {"fulltext": "1158\\nINDEX.\\nYouth, virtue be as wax to flaming, 140.\\nwaneth by encreasing, 24.\\nwe poets in our, 470.\\nwears the rose of, upon him, 158.\\nwhat he steals from her, 378.\\nwhom the gods favour dies in, 700.\\nwhose fond heart, 550.\\nwhoso neglects learning in his, 699.\\nwisdom is rare in, 343.\\nworm is in the bud of, 423.\\nYouthful follies o er, count their, 492.\\nhart, fly like a, 302.\\nhose well saved, 69.\\njollity, jest and, 248.\\npoets dream, such sights as, 249.\\npoets fancy when they love, 301.\\nsports, my joy of, 547.\\nYreken, ashen cold is fire, 3.\\nYwette, joly whistle wel, 3.\\nZaccheus he did climb the tree, 687.\\nZeal, heavenly race demands thy, 359.\\nof God, 844.\\nZeal, served God with half the, 100.\\nwith commutual, 342.\\nZealand, traveller from New, 591.\\nZealots fight, let graceless, 318.\\nZealous for nothing, 373.\\nyet modest, 428.\\nZealously affected, good to be, 846.\\nZekle crep up quite unbeknown, 659.\\nZembla or the Lord knows where, 318.\\nZenith, dropped from the, 225.\\nwisdom mounts her, 433.\\nZephyr crently blows, when the, 324.\\nsoft the, blows, 383.\\nZeus, impossible to escape the will of.\\n693.\\nthe dice of, fall ever luckily, 697.\\nZigzag manuscript, 419.\\nZion the city of the great king, .820.\\nZone, as a circling, 236.\\nbest gem upon her, 598.\\nZurich s daughters, fairest of fair, 677.\\nwaters, margin of fair, 677.\\nZuyder Zee, traveller on the, 592.", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1188.jp2"}, "1183": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4494", "width": "2606", "jp2-path": "familiarquota00bart_1189.jp2"}, "1184": {"fulltext": "LIBRARY OF CONGRESS\\nl-lllllilllllll\\n021 100 779 5\\nma bhi gag\\nasm BUB maan\\nm\\nHBBHi\\n8SSS8E\\nWSBi\\nHI\\npa\\nHHT\\nwnwBi\\nill\\nH8888S", "height": "4768", "width": "2840", "jp2-path": 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