I tell thee, I, that thou hast marr'd her gown. 0. p. Taming of the Shrew. Act IV. Sc. 3. O ye gods, Render me worthy of this noble wife! Julius Cæsar. Act II. Sc. 1. She is mine own; And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold. q. Two Gentlemen of Verona. Act II. Sc. 4. She shall watch all night; And, if she chance to nod, I'll rail and brawl, And with the clamour keep her still awake. This is the way to kill a wife with kindness. T. Taming of the Shrew. Act IV. Sc. 1. She's not well married that lives married And craves no other tribute at thy hands, To speak the ceremonial rites of marriage. C. Taming of the Shrew. Act III. Sc. 2. All day, like some sweet bird, content to sing In its small cage, she moveth to and fro- The murmured melody of pleasant thought, yearns ever To be refreshed where one pure altar burns. Shut out from hence the mockery of life; Thus liveth she content, the meek, fond, trusting wife. d. ELIZABETH OAKES SMITH-The Wife. The reason why so few marriages are happy is because young ladies spend their time in making nets, not in making cages. SWIFT- Thoughts on Various Subjects. e. Marriages are made in Heaven. 9. TENNYSON-Aylmer's Field. Line 198. Thrice happy is that humble pair, Over whose heads those arrows fly h. WALLER-Marriage of the Dwarfs. Why do not words, and kiss, and solemn pledge, And nature that is kind in Woman's breast, i. WORDSWORTH-The Excursion. Bk. VI. Body and soul, like peevish man and wife, United jar, and yet are loth to part. YOUNG-Night Thoughts. Night II. Line 175. j. The art of meditation may be exercised at all hours, and in all places; and men of genius, in their walks, at table, and amidst assemblies, turning the eye of the mind inwards, can form an artificial solitude; retired amidst a crowd, calm amidst distraction, and wise amidst folly. k. ISAAC DISRAELI --Literary Character of Men of Genius. Ch. XI. Thy thoughts to nobler meditations give, And study how to die, not how to live, 1. GEO. GRANVILLE (Lord Lansdowne)-Meditation on Death. Happy the heart that keeps its twilight hour, And, in the depths of heavenly peace reclined, Loves to commune with thoughts of tender power, Thoughts that ascend, like angels beautiful, A shining Jacob's-ladder of the mind! m. PAUL H. HAYNE-Sonnet IX. This evening late, by them the chewing flocks Had ta'en their supper on the savoury herb Act II. Sc. 2. 'Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours; And ask them what report they bore to heaven: And how they might have borne more wel 1. come news. YOUNG-Night Thoughts. Night II. Line 376. MEETING. Might easiliest harbour in? J. Cymbeline. Act IV. Sc. 2. Tell me, sweet lord, what is't that takes from thee Thy stomach, pleasure, and thy golden sleep? Why dost thou bend thy eyes upon the earth; And start so often when thou sitt'st alone? Why hast thou lost the fresh blood in thy cheeks; And given my treasures, and my rights of thee, To thick-ey'd musing and curs'd melancholy? k. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act II. Sc. 3. The greatest note of it is his melancholy. Much Ado About Nothing. Act III. 1. Sc. 2. DAWSON-Address on Opening the Birmingham Free Library, Oct. 26th, 1866. Remember Milo's end, Wedged in that timber which he strove to rend. T. WENTWORTH DILLON (Earl of Roscommon)-Essay on Translated Verse. Line 87. It is the treasure-house of the mind, wherein the monuments thereof are kept and preserved. S. FULLER-The Holy and Profane States. Memory. Memory, like a purse, if it be over-full that it cannot shut, all will drop out of it; take heed of a gluttonous curiosity to feed on many things, lest the greediness of the appetite of thy memory spoil the digestion thereof. t. FULLER-Rules for Improving the Memory. Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain. GOLDSMITH-The Deserted Village. Line 81. Die two months ago, and not forgotten yet? Then there's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year. a. Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 2. (How sharp the point of this remembrance is!) b. Tempest. Act V. Sc. 1. I cannot but remember such things were, C. Macbeth. Act IV. Sc. 3. I count myself in nothing else so happy, If a man do not erect in this age his own tomb ere he dies, he shall live no longer in monument, than the bell rings, and the widow weeps. An hour in clamour, and a quarter in rheum. * * e. Much Ado About Nothing. Act V. Yet I shall temper so Justice with mercy, as may illustrate most Them fully satisfied, and thee appease. MILTON-Paradise Lost. Bk. X. Line 77. x. Mercy stood in the cloud, with eye that wept Essential love. y. POLLOK-The Course of Time. Bk. III. All-Pervading Wisdom. |