And do you tell me of a woman's tongue,
That gives not half so great a blow to hear,
As will a chestnut in a farmer's fire?
S. Taming of the Shrew. Act I. Sc. 2.
"Tis much he dares;
And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour
To act in safety,

t. Macbeth. Act III. Sc. 1.

To be, or not to be, that is the question:-Whether 'tis nobler in the mind, to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune; Or, to take arms against a sea of troubles, And, by opposing, end them?

u. Hamlet. Act III.

Sc. 1.

Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear, The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger, Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Shall never tremble.

20. Macbeth. Act III. Sc. 4. Why, courage, then! what cannot be avoided, "Twere childish weakness to lament, or fear. Henry VI. Pt. III. Act V. Sc. 4. Wise men ne'er wail their present woes, But presently prevent the ways to wail. y. Richard II. Act III. Sc. 2.

that runnith awaie, Maie again fight another daie. ERASMUS-Apothegms. Trans. by

k.

Udall.

He who fights and runs away
May live to fight another day.
GOLDSMITH-The Art of Poetry on a
New Plan.

1.

1. SCOTT-Marmion. Canto IV. St. 30. When all the blandishments of life are gone, The coward sneaks to death, the brave live

r.

on.

Dr. SEWELL-The Suicide. Bk. XI.

Ep. LV.

By this good light, this is a very shallow monster:-I afear'd of him?-a very weak monster:-The man i' the moon?-a most poor credulous monster :--Well drawn, monster, in good sooth.

S.

Tempest. Act II. Sc. 2.

Cowards die many times before their deaths:
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should

fear;

Seeing that death, a necessary end,

Will come, when it will come.

t.

Julius Cæsar. Act II. Sc. 2.

Dost thou now fall over to my foes?
Thou wear a lion's hide! doff it for shame,
And hang a calf's skin on those recreant
limbs.

и. King John. Act III. Sc. 1.

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?

v.

w.

Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 2. I hold it cowardice, To rest mistrustful where a noble heart Hath pawn'd an open hand in sign of love. Henry VI. Pt. III. Act. IV. Sc. 2. 1 may speak it to my shame, I have a truant been to chivalry. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act V. Sc. 1. It was great pity, so it was, That villainous saltpetre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth, Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly; and but for these vile guns He would himself have been a soldier. y. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act I. Sc. 3.

X.

I would give all my fame for a pot of ale, and safety.

Sc. 3

Z.

Henry V.

Act III. Sc. 2.

Twelfth Night. Act III. Sc. 4.

So bees with smoke, and doves with noisome stench,

Are from their hives, and houses, driven away.

They call'd us, for our fierceness, English dogs;

b.

Now, like whelps, we crying run away.
Act. I. Sc. 5.
Henry VI. Pt. I.
So cowards fight when they can fly no
further;

As doves do peck the falcon's piercing talons; So desperate thieves, all hopeless of their lives,

Breathe out invectives 'gainst the officers. C. Henry VI. Pt. III. Act I. Sc. 4.

What a slave art thou, to hack thy sword as thou hast done; and then say, it was in fight. d.

Henry IV. Pt. I. Act II. Sc. 4.

Who knows himself a braggart, Let him fear this; for it will come to pass, That every braggart shall be found an ass. e. All's Well That Ends Well. Act IV. Sc. 3.

Would'st thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem; Letting I dare not wait upon I would, Like the poor cat i' the adage?

f. Macbeth.

Act I. Sc. 7.

O mighty nothing! unto thee,
Nothing, we owe all things that be;
God spake once when he all things made,
He saved all when he nothing said,
The world was made of nothing then;
"Tis made by nothing now again.

m. CRASHAW--Steps to the Temple. Then tower'd the palace, then in awful state The Temple rear'd its everlasting gate: No workman's steel, no ponderous axes rung! Like some tall palm the noiseless fabric sprung. Line 137.

n.

BISHOP HEBER--Palestine.

Open, ye heavens, your living doors! let in The great Creator, from his work returned Magnificent, his six days' work, a world. MILTON-Paradise Lost. Bk. VII. Line 566.

0.

CRITICISM.

When I read rules of criticism I inquire immediately after the works of the author who has written them, and by that means discover what it is he likes in a composition. m. ADDISON-Guardian. No. 115.

He was in Logic a great critic,
Profoundly skill'd in Analytic;
He could distinguish, and divide

A hair 'twixt south and south-west side.
n. BUTLER-Hudibras. Pt. I. Canto I.
Line 65.

A man must serve his time to every trade,
Save censure--critics all are ready made.
Take hackney'd jokes from Miller, got by
rote,

With just enough of learning to misquote;
A mind well skill'd to find or forge a fault,
A turn for punning, call it Attic salt;
To Jeffrey go, be silent and discreet,
His pay is just ten sterling pounds per sheet;
Fear not to lie, 'twill seem a lucky hit;
Shrink not from blasphemy, 'twill pass for
wit;

Care not for feeling--pass your proper jest,
And stand a critic, hated yet caress'd.
BYRON--English Bards and Scotch
Reviewers. Line 63.

0.

I would beg the critics to remember, that Horace owed his favour and his fortune to the character given of him by Virgil and Varus; that Fundamus and Pollio are still valued by what Horace says of them; and that, in their golden age, there was a good understanding among the ingenious; and those who were the most esteemed, were the best natured.

a. WENTWORTH DILLON (Earl of Roscommon)-Preface to Horace's Art of Poetry.

b.

The press, the pulpit, and the stage,
Conspire to censure and expose our age.
WENTWORTH DILLON (Earl of
Roscommon)-Essay on Translated
Verse. Line 7.
It is much easier to be critical than to be
correct.
C.

DISRAELI (Earl of Beaconsfield)-
Speech in House of Commons.
Jan'y 24, 1860.

The most noble criticism is that in which the critic is not the antagonist so much as the rival of the author.

d. ISAAC DISRAELI-Curiosities of Literature. Literary Journals.

The talent of judging may exist separately from the power of execution.

e.

ISAAC DISRAELI-- Curiosities of Literature. Literary Dutch. Those who do not read criticism will rarely merit to be criticised.

f.

ISAAC DISRAELI-Literary Character of
Men of Genius. Ch. VI.

You'd scarce expect one of my age
To speak in public on the stage;
And if I chance to fall below

Demosthenes or Cicero,

Don't view me with a critic's eye,
But pass my imperfections by.
g. DAVID EVERETT-Lines written for a
School Declamation.

Reviewers are forever telling authors, they can't understand them. The author might often reply: Is that my fault?

J. C. and A. W. HARE-Guesses at

Truth. The readers and the hearers like my books, But yet some writers cannot them digest; But what care I? for when I make a feast, I would my guests should praise it, not the cooks.

i. Sir JOHN HARRINGTON-Against Writers that Carp at other Men's Books.

Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author.

j. LONGFELLOW-Kavanagh. Ch. XIII. The strength of criticism lies only in the weakness of the thing criticised,

0.

POPE - Essay on Criticism. Line 522. And you, my Critics! in the chequer'd shade, Admire new light thro' holes yourselves have made.

p. POPE-Dunciad. Bk. IV. Line 125. A perfect Judge will read each work of Wit With the same spirit that its author writ: Survey the Whole, nor seek slight faults to find

Where nature moves, and rapture warms the mind.

q. POPE-Essay on Criticism. Line 235. Be not the first by whom the new are tryd, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.