WHAT's in a name? That, which we call a rose, By any other name would smell as sweet. Shakspere. Who steals my purse steals trash; 't is something, nothing; 'Twas mine, 't is his, and has been slave to thousands. But he who filches from me my good name, Robs me of that which not enriches him, Who gave her a name, So true to her fame, Shakspere. Does a providence rule in the fate of a word? This daughter of strife, this daughter of shame, Blackie, from Eschylus. If parts allure thee, think how Bacon shin'd, Pope. Thus peaceful rests, without a stone, a name, He left a name, at which the world grew pale, Pope. Johnson. Who hath not paus'd while beauty's pensive eye Names alone mock destruction; they survive Campbell. Then worship that which never seems to die. To study God, God's student, man, was made, Sir W. Davenant. Lo! the Yet simple nature to his hope has given, Behind the cloud-topped hills, an humbler heaven. O faithful nature! dictate of the laws Lovely indeed the mimic works of art, There is a pleasure in the pathless woods; Pope. Akenside. Couper. By the deep sea, and music in its roar; A deep mysterious sympathy doth bind Byron. The human heart to nature's beauties all; We know not, guess not, of its force or kind, But what it is we know, when ill doth fall Upon us-when our hearts are sear'd and riven, We'll seek the forest lands for peace and heaven. R. Nicol. NAVIGATION. NECESSITY. 451 NAVIGATION. THOUGH you wake the winds, and let them fight Against the churches, though the yeasty waves Confound and swallow navigations up. Shakspere. Rude as their ships, was navigation then, Navigation, that withstood The mortal fury of the flood, That by degrees has swallowed more, Dryden. Butler. NECESSITY. WHO, then, can strive with strong necessity, 'Tis necessity To which the gods must yield; and I obey, Spenser. Beaumont and Fletcher. When fear admits no hope of safety, then Fatal necessity is never known, Until it strike; and, till that blow be come, Strong as necessity he starts away, Herrick. Lord Brooke. Climbs against wrongs, and brightens into day. Savage. 452 NEGLECT. NEWS. NEGLECT. THIS, my long suffering and day of grace, Rescue my poor remains from vile neglect. Ah me! full sorely is my heart forlorn Milton. Prior. To think how modest worth neglected lies; While partial fame doth with her hosts adorn Such deeds alone as pride and pomp disguise, Deeds of ill sort, mischievous emprise.-Shenstone. NEWS. WITH news the time's in labour, and throws forth Each minute some. Shakspere. The rabble gather round the man of news, Dryden. With spattered boots, strapped waist, and frozen locks, News from all nations lumb'ring at his back. Cowper. The news!-there scarcely is a word, I'll venture here to say, That o'er men's thoughts and fancies holds more universal sway; The old, the young, the grave, the gay, the wealthy and the poor, All wish on each succeeding day, to hear it o'er and o'er, Though on each day 't is always chang'd from what J. T. Watson. it was before. DARK night, that from the eye its function takes, Shakspere. The diligence of trade and noiseful gain, Now night her course began, and over heaven -The approach of night, Milton. The skies yet blushing with departing light, This dead of night, this silent hour of darkness, Nature for rest ordain'd, and soft repose. Rowe. O, treach'rous night! Thou lend'st thy ready veil to every treason, Aaron Hill. All was so still, so soft, in earth and air, To walk in such a scene, on such a night! Byron. Hail eldest Night! Mother of human fear! Thomas Cooper. |