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COURTSHIP-COWARDICE.

COURTSHIP-continued.

Woe to the man who ventures a rebuke! "Twill but precipitate a situation

Extremely disagreeable, but common

To calculators when they count on woman. Byron, D. J. xiv. 43. Not much he kens, I ween, of woman's breast,

Who thinks that wanton thing is won by sighs.

Do proper homage to thine idol's eyes,

But not too humbly, or she will despise :

Disguise even tenderness, if thou art wise. Byron, Ch. Harold.

COVETOUSNESS.

When workmen strive to do better than well,

They do confound their skill in covetousness. Sh. K. J. 1v. 2. The difference 'twixt the covetous and the prodigal ! The covetous man never has money, And the prodigal will have none shortly. COWARDICE-sce Battle. Fear.

Dr. Johnson.

Sh. Tam. S. II. 2.

O that a mighty man, of such descent,
Of such possessions, and so high esteem,
Should be infused with so foul a spirit!
How many cowards, whose hearts are all as false
As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins
The beards of Hercules, and frowning Mars,
Who, inward search'd, have livers white as milk?

Sh. M. of Ven. III. 2.
Sh. Two. N. III. 4.

A coward; a most devout coward; religious in it.

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Milk-liver'd man,

Sh. Jul. C. II. 2.

That bear'st a cheek for blows, a head for wrong,
Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning
Thine honour from thy suffering.

And extreme fear can neither fight nor fly,

Sh. Lear. IV. 2.

But, coward-like, with trembling terror die. Sh. Hen. VI. v. 2. You are the hare of whom the proverb goes,

Whose valour plucks dead lions by the beard. Sh. K. J. 11. 1. Reproach and everlasting shame

Sits mocking in our plumes.

That which in mean man we entitle patience,
Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.

Sh. Hen. V. IV. 6.

Thou wear'st a lion's hide! doff it for shame,

Sh. Ric. II. 1. 2.

And hang a calf's-skin on those recreant limbs. Sh. K. J. 111. 1.

COWARDICE-covtinued.

COWARDICE.

Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward,

Thou little valiant, great in villany!

Thou ever strong upon the stronger side!
Thou fortune's champion, that dost never fight
But when her humorous ladyship is by

To teach thee safety.

You souls of geese,

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Sh. K. John, III. 1.

That bear the shapes of men, how have you run
From slaves that apes would beat? Pluto and hell!
All hurt behind; backs red, and faces pale

With flight and agued fear! Mind and charge home,
Or, by the fires of heaven, I'll leave the foe,
And make my war on you.

But look for ruin when a coward wins;
For fear and cruelty were ever twins.

Let valiant fools

Brag of their souls; no matter what they say
A coward dares, in ill, do more than they.

Timely running's no mean part

Of conduct in the martial art.

Sh. Coriol. 1. 4.

C. Aleyn.

Shirley.

Butler, Hud. 3, III. 243.

The good we act, the ill that we endure,
Is all for fear, to make ourselves secure ;
Merely for safety after fame we thirst,

For all men would be cowards if they durst. E. of Rochester.

All mankind is one of these two cowards;
Either to wish to die when he should live,
Or live when he should die.

Sir R. Howard, Blind Lady.

Cowards fear to die; but courage stout,
Rather than live in snuff, will be put out.
A coward is the kindest animal:
"Tis the most forgiving creature in a fight.
Cowards are cruel, but the brave
Love mercy and delight to save.

Sir W. Raleigh.

Grac'd with a sword, but worthier of a fan.
The man that lays his hand upon a woman,
Save in the way of kindness, is a wretch
Whom 't were gross flattery to name a coward.

Dryden.

Gay. Cowper, Task, [1.701.

Jno. Tobin,

Hope, fear, and love, [Honeymoon, 11. 1. Joy, doubt, and hate, may other spirits move, But touch not his, who, ev'ry waking hour, Has one fix'd dread, and always feels its pow'r.

Crabbe.

That kiss'd away his hand in courtesy ;
This is the ape of form, monsieur the nice,
That when he plays at tables, chides the dice
In honourable terms; nay, he can sing

A mean most meanly; and in ushering,

Mend him who can; the ladies call him, sweet;

Eliza Cook.

The stairs as he treads on them kiss his feet. Sh. Love L. L. v. 2..

I know him a notorious liar,

Think him a great way fool, solely a coward;

Yet these fix'd evils sit so fit in him,

That they take place, when virtue's steely bones

Look bleak in the cold wind: withal, full oft we see

Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly.

Sh. All's W. 1. 1.

So by false learning is good sense defac'd;

Some are bewilder'd in the maze of schools,

And some made coxcombs, nature meant but fools. Pope, E. C.

Purblind to poverty the worldling goes,

And scarce sees rags an inch beyond his nose,
But from a crowd can single out his grace,
And cringe and creep to fools who strut in lace.
CRAFTINESS- -see Cunning.

When the fox hath once got in his nose,
He'll soon finds means to make the body follow.

This is the fruit of craft:

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Churchill.

Sh. Hen. VI. 3. iv. 7.

Like him that shoots up high looks for the shaft,
And finds it in his forehead.

CRAMMING.

Index-learning turns no student pale,

Middleton.

Yet holds the eel of science by the tail. Pope, Dun, 61-279;

CREDIT.

Blest paper credit! last and best supply!

That lends corruption lighter wings to fly. Pope, Ep. 111, 39.

CREDULITY.

In these ears of mine,

These credulous ears, he poured the sweetest words
That art or love could frame.

O credulity,

Thou hast as many ears as fame has tongues,
Open to every sound of truth as falsehood.

O credulity,

Security's blind nurse, the dream of fools, The drunkard's ape, that feeling for his way, E'en when he thinks, in his deluded sense, To snatch at safety, falls without defence. CREEDS.

Beaumont & Fl.

Shall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side
In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree?
Shall I give up the friend I have valued and tried,
If he kneel not before the same altar with me?

CRIME.

Between the acting of a dreadful thing
And the first motion, all the interim is
Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream.

Not all that heralds rake from coffin'd clay,
Nor florid prose, nor honied lies of rhyme,

Havard.

Mason.

Moore.

Sh. Jul. C. II. 1.

Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime. Byron, Ch. H.1.3. Every crime

Has, in the moment of its perpetration,

Its own avenging angel-dark misgiving,

An ominous sinking at the inmost heart.

Oh, how will crime engender crime! throw guilt

Upon the soul, and, like a stone cast on

The troubled waters of a lake,

"Twill form in circles, round succeeding round, Each wider than the first.

CRINOLINE.

Coleridge.

Colman the Younger.

When Celia struts in man's attire,

She shows too much to raise desire;

But from the hoop's bewitching round,

The very shoe has power to wound. Ed. Moore, Spider & B. 27.

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CRISIS.

CRISIS-CRITICISM, CRITICS.

Things at the worst will cease, or else climb upward

To what they were before.

CRITICISM-CRITICS.

I am nothing if not critical.

Critics are like a kind of flies, that breed

Sh. Mac. IV. 2.

Sh. Oth. II. 1.

In wild fig-trees, and, when they're grown up, feed

Upon the raw fruit of the nobler kind,

And, by their nibbling on the outward rind,

Open the pores, and make way for the sun

To ripen it sooner than 'twould have done. Butler, Misc. T. Those fierce inquisitors of wit,

The critics, spare no flesh that ever writ;

But just as tooth-draw'rs find among the rout,
Their own teeth work in pulling others out,
So they, decrying all of all that write,

Think to erect a trade of judging by 't.

Critics to plays for the same end resort,
That surgeons wait on trials in a court;

For innocence condemned they've no respect,
Provided they've a body to dissect.

No author ever spared a brother;

Wits are game-cocks to one another.

Butler.

Congreve.

Gay, Fable 10.

And men of breeding, sometimes men of wit,
T' avoid great errors must the less commit.

Pope.

Neglect the rule each verbal critic lays,
For not to know some trifles is a praise;

Critics I saw, that other names deface,

And fix their own, with labour in their place. Ib. Temp. Fame, 37. Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see,

Thinks what ne'er was, noris, nor e'er shall be. Pope, E. C.11.53.

Numbers err in this

Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss. Pope, on Cri. 5. Ah! ne'er so dire a thirst of glory boast,

Nor in the critic let the man be lost. Pope, E. on C. 11. 121. Some have at first for wits, then poets pass'd;

Pope, E.C. 36.

Turn'd critics next, and prov'd plain fools at last.
Some neither can for wits nor critics pass,
As heavy mules are neither horse nor ass.
Some to conceit alone their taste confine,
And curious thoughts struck out at ev'ry line-
Pleas'd with a work where nothing's just or fit,
One glaring chacs, and wild heap of wit.

1bid.