To have a giant's strength! but it is tyrannous Shakspere. 'Twixt kings and tyrants there's this difference knownKings seek their subjects' good, tyrants their own. Herrick. But yet, O man, rage not beyond thy need; Sir P. Sidney. So spake the fiend, and with necessity, Milton. But what avail her unexhausted stores, Addison. We are what suns and winds and waters make us; Fashion and win their nursling with their smiles; There tiny pleasures occupy the place Of glories and of duties; as the feet Of fabled fairies, when the sun goes down, Trip o'er the grass where wrestlers strove by day. Then becomes worst: what loveliest most deformed. The passions flourish, the affections die. W. S. Landor. UNBELIEF. UNDERSTANDING. UNISON. 651 UNBELIEF. Он, dear unbelief! How wealthy dost thou make thy owner's wit! Marston. Hast never seen the death-bed of the unbeliever? Most mute attention. Pollok. UNDERSTANDING. Most miserable creature under sky, Give me, next good, an understanding wife, They are most good, who best know why. Spenser. UNISON. Sir T. Overbury. BE thine the more refin'd delights Of love, that banishes control, When the fond heart with heart unites, And soul's in unison with soul. And canst thou not accord thy heart In unison with mine Whose language thou alone hast heard, Cartwright. Rufus Dawes, 652 UNIVERSE. UNKNOWN. USE. UNIVERSE-UNIVERSAL. APPETITE, an universal wolf, So doubly seconded with will and power, From things particular, Shakspere. He doth abstract the universal kinds. Davies. Father of heaven, Whose word called out this universe to birth. UNKNOWN. Milton. MANY are the trees of God that grow To us. Tell me no more Of my soul's lofty gifts! Are they not vain To quench its haunting thirst for happiness? Milton. Have I not loved, and striven, and failed to bind Might find a resting-place, a home for all Unknown, though Fame goes with me: I must leave Mrs. Hemans. USE. FOR time is ever hurrying on; To the hour of death our moments run; What, in our long career, what useful have we done? From the Spanish of Prudentius. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch where thro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades Tennyson. VALOUR. VANITY. VALOUR. -HE 653 That kills himself t'avoid misery, fears it; For, as we see the eclipsed sun Is more admir'd and wonder'd at. The wreath, in mad ambition's race, When countless foes unseen assemble, Butler. Gerald Griffin. VANITY. Now 'gan his heart to swell in jollity, Eftsoons to court he cast t' advance his first degree. Light vanity, insatiate cormorant, Spenser. Shakspere. Why is the hearse with 'scutcheons blazon'd round, Gay. O vanity! How are thy painted beauties doted on, How they do sweat, and run themselves from breath! I spake-from vanity it seemed to me; Ben Jonson. I owned my vainness-vanity took possession I vowed to kill the weed, and strove to do 't, Then fell I down and prayed-Lord take my breath, Henry Sutton. To err is human, human to be vain; That bought the font, and I repaired the pews. Here vanity assumes her pert grimace. Smart. Goldsmith. The hue of death is cast o'er everything, Or is it vanity, that mental mole, Miss Gould. The dense ophthalmia of the vacant mind, Which whispers we may stem the strong control Of every wave that in our course we find. Calder Campbell. |