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FACE. He had a face like a benediction. a. CERVANTES – Don Quixote. Bk. I.
Pt. I. Ch. VI. Thy face the index of a feeling mind. b. CRABBE- Tales of the Hall. Bk. XVI.
The old familiar facesHow some they have died, and some they
have left me, And some are taken from me; all are de
parted; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
LAMB— The Old Familiar Faces. A face that had a story to tell. How different faces are in this particular! Some of them speak not. They are books in which not a line is written, save perhaps a date. d. LONGFELLOW-Hyperion. Bk. I.
Ch. IV. These faces in the mirrors Are but the shadows and phantoms of my
Pandora. Pt. VII. If a good face is a letter of recommendation, a good heart is a letter of credit. BULWER-LYTTON- What Will He Do
With It? Bk. II. Ch. XI. Dusk faces with white silken turbans wreath'd. g. MILTON- Paradise Regained. Bk. IV.
Line 76. Human face divine. h. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. III.
In her face excuse Came prologue, and apology too prompt. i. MILTON--Paradise Lost. Bk. IX.
Line 853, Cheek Flushing white and soften'd red; Mingling tints, as when there glows In snowy milk the bashful rose.
j. MOORE- Odes of Anacreon. Ode XVI. With faces like dead lovers who died true.
k. D. M. MULOCK - Indian Summer. If to her share some female errors fall Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all. 1. POPE-Rape of the Lock. Canto II.
Line 17. Sea of upturned faces.
Scott- Rob Roy. Vol. I. Ch. XX.
Sept. 30, 1842.
A countenance more in sorrow than in anger.
Hamlet. Act I. Sc. 2.
Winter's Tale. Act. II. Sc. 1. Compare her face with some that I shall
show, And I will make thee think thy swan &
In thy face
1. Henry VI. Pt. II. Act I. Sc. 1.
There is a fellow somewhat near the door, he should be a brasier by his face. u. Henry VIII. Aci V. Sc. 3.
There's no art To find the mind's construction in the face.
Mucbeth. Act I. Sc. 4.
You have such a February face, So full of frost, of storm, and cloudiness. 10. Much Ado About Nothing. Act V.
So. 4. Your face, my thane, is a book, where men May read strange matters: To beguile the
time, Look like the time. Macbeth. Act I. Sc. 5.
Her angels face, As the great eye of heaven, shyned bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place. y. SPENSER— Faerie Queene. Bk. I.
Canto III. St. 4.
Doubtless the human face is the grandest of all mysteries; yet fixed on canvas, it can hardly tell of more than one sensation; no struggle, no successive contrasts accessible to dramatic art, can painting give, as neither time nor motion exists for her. MADAME DE STAËL-Corinne.
Bk. VIII. Ch. IV.
Her cheeks so rare a white was on,
Who sees them is undone;
Sir JOHN SUCKLING- On a Wedding. Her lips were red, and one was thin, Compared with that was next her chin,
Some bee had stung it newly. b. Sir John SUCKLING- On a Wedding. A face with gladness overspread! Soft smiles, by human kindness bred!
WORDSWORTH — To a Highland Girl.
BAILEY--Festus. Proem. Line 84. There is one inevitable criterion of judgment touching religious faith in doctrinal matters. Can you reduce it to practice? If not, have none of it. p.
HOSEA BALLOU-- MSS. Sermons. Poor man! where art thou now? thy day is
night. Good man, be not cast down, thou yet art
right, Thy way to Heaven lies by the cates of Hell; Cheer up, hold out, with thee it shall go well.
9 BUNYAN--Pilgrim's Progress. Pt. I.
We shall be made truly wise if we be made content; content, too, not only with what we can understand, but content with what we do not understand--the habit of mind which theologians call--and rightly-faith in God. CHAS, KINGSLEY-Health and
Education. On Bio-Geology. "Patience!"
have faith, and thy prayer will be answered!
LONGFELLOW-Evangeline. Pt. II. I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless : Ills have no weight, and tears no bitter
FAIRIES The dances ended, all the fairy train For pinks and daisies search'd the flow'ry
plain. d. POPE—January and May. Line 624. Fairies, black, gray, green, and white, You moonshine revellers, and shades of
Sc. 1. O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with
you. She is the fairie's midwife; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman. g. Romeo and Juliet. Act I. Sc. 4.
Set your heart at rest, The fairy-land buys not the child of me. h. Midsummer Night's Dream. Act II.
Sc. 2. The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And, for night-tapers, crop their waxen
thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's
eyes. i. Midsummer Night's Dream. Act III.
Sc. 1. They are fairies, he that speaks to them shall
die: I'll wink and couch: no man their works
Where is Death's sting? where, Grave, thy
victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me! t. HENRY FRANCIS LYTE-- Abide With Me.
In such righteousness
Line 294. O welcome pure-ey'd Faith, white-handed
Hope, Thou hovering angel, girt with golden wings! MILTON- Comus. Line 213.
Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of right or hope; but still bear up and steer Right onward.
MILTON—To Cyriac Skinner. But Faith, fanatic Faith, once wedded fast To some dear falsehood, hugs it to the last. MOORE--Lalla Rookch. The Veiled
Prophet of Khorassan.
j. Merry Wives of Windsor. Act V.
k. Comedy of Errors. Act II. Sc. 2.
1. Tempest. Act V. Sc. 1. Song.
Who dares think one thing, and another tell
Till their own dreams at length deceive 'em, And oft repeating, they believe 'em.
PRIOR-- Alma. Canto III. Line 13. Thou almost mak'st me waver in my faith, To hold opinion with Pythagoras, That souls of animals infuse themselves Into the trunks of men,
dhe Merchant of Venice. Act IV. Sc. 1. Faith is the subtle chain Which binds us to the Infinite: the voice Of a deep life within, that will remain Until we crowd it thence.
ELIZABETH OAKES SMITH-Faith. Faith and unfaith can ne'er be equal powers: Unfaith in aught is want of faith in all. TENNYSON — Idyls of the King. Vivien.
For my part, if a lie may do thee grace, I'll gild it with the happiest terms I have.
9. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act. V. Sc. 4.
He will lie, sir, with such volubility, that you would think truth were a fool. All's Well Thut Ends Well. Act IV.
Sc. 3. Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying!
Henry IV. Pt. II. Act III. Sc. 2. Lord, Lord, how the world is given to lying! I grant you I was down, and out of breath; and so was he: but we rose both at an instant, and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock.
t. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act V. Sc. 4. Oh, what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
Merchant of Venice. Act I. Sc. 3. These lies are like the father that begets them; gross as a mountain, open, palpable.
v. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act II. Sc. 4. Thou liest in thy throat; that is not the mat
ter I challenge thee for.
Twelfth Night. Act III. Sc. 4. 'Tis as easy as lying.
Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 2.
There lives more faith in honest doubt,
9. TENNYSON-- In Memoriam. Pt. XCV. From seeming evil still educing good.
h. THOMSON-Hymn. Line 114. Through this dark and stormy night Faith beholds a feeble light
Up the blackness streaking; Knowing God's own time is best, In a patient hope I rest
For the full day-breaking!
i. WHITTIER-- Barclay of Ury. Faith builds a bridge across the gulf of
death, To break the shock blind nature cannot
shun, And lands thought smoothly on the farther
shore. i. YOUNG-Night Thoughts. Night IV.
To lapse in fulness Is sorer than to lie for need; and falsehood Is worse in kings than beggars.
y. Cymbeline. Act II, Sc. 6.
Whose tongue soe'er speaks false, Not truly speaks; who speaks not truly, lies.
King John. Act IV. Sc. 3.
One eye on death, and one full fix'd on
heaven. k. YOUNG-Night Thoughts. Night V.
Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of
Hamlet, Act II. Sc. 1. I give him joy that's awkward at a lie. bb. YOUNGNight Thoughts. Night VIII.
FALSEHOOD. Falsehood is cowardice,--truth is courage.
ha HOSEA BALLOU, MSS. Sermons. None speaks false, when there is none to
Ah! who can tell how hard it is to climb
Nothing can cover his high fame but Heaven;
One, Act II. Sc. 1.
I awoke one morning and found myself
famous. d. BYRON—From his Life by Moore.
Then Naldo: 'Tis a petty kind of fame
Stradivarius. Line 85. Fame is the echo of actions, resounding them to the world, save that the echo repeats only the last part, but fame relates all, and often more than all. FULLER— The Holy and Profane States.
Fame. Fame sometimes hath created something of nothing FULLER— The Holy and Profane States.
Fame. From kings to cobblers 'tis the same; Bad servants wound their master's fame.
Gay-- The Squire and his Cur. Pt. II. Worse is an evil fame, much worse, than none. P. GEORGE GRANVILLE (Lord Lansdowne)
-Imitation of Seneca's Thyestis. Some village Hampden, that, with dauntless
breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guitless of his country's
blood. 9. GRAY- Elegy in a Country Churchyard.
St. 15. I want you to see Peel, Stanley, Graham, Shiel, Russell, Macaulay, Old Joe, and so on. They are all upper-crust here. HALIBURTON- Sam Slick in England.
Ch. XXIV. One of the few, the immortal names, That were not born to die. Fitz-GREENE HALLECK - Marco
Bozzaris. The temple of fame stands upon the grave: the flame that burns upon its altars is kindled from the ashes of dead men. 1. HAZLITT — Lectures on The English
Poets. Lecture VIII. Thou hast a charmed cup, O Fame,
A draught that mantles high,
Mrs. HEMANS — Woman and Fame. If that thy fame with ev'ry toy be pos'd, 'Tis a thinne web, which poysonous fancies
make; But the great souldier's honour was compos'd Of thicker stuffe, which would endure a shake.
Wisdom picks friends; civilitie playes the
rest. A toy shunn'd cleanly, passeth with the best. HERBERT- The Temple. The Church
Porch. St. 38.
What is the end of Fame ? 'tis but to fill
A certain portion of uncertain paper: Some liken it to climbing up a hill, Whose summit, like all hills, is lost, in
vapour; For this men write, speak, preach, and heroes
kill, And bards burn what they call their “mid
night taper," To have, when the original is dust, A name, a wretched picture, and worse
BYRON- Don Juan. Canto I. St. 218.
Fame, we may understand, is no sure test of merit, but only a probability of such: it is an accident, not a property of a man.
g. CARLYLE - Essay. Goethe.
Money will buy money's worth, but the thing men call fame what is it? h. CARLYLE-- Essays. Memoirs of the
Life of Scott. Scarcely two hundred years back can Fame recollect articulately at all; and there she but maunders and mumbles. i. CARLYLE-Past and Present.
Ch. XVII. What shall I do to be forever known, And make the age to come my own?
ji COWLEY - The Motto.
Who fears not to do ill yet fears the name, And, free from conscience, is a slave to fame.
k. DENHAM - Cooper's Hill. Line 129.