Villain, a horse—Villain, I say, give me a
horse to fly, To swim the river, villain, and to fly.
a. George Peele—Battle of A Icazar.
Act V. L. 104.
A hone! 8 horse! my kingdom for a horse!
b. Richard III. Act V. Sc. 4. L. 7.
Give me another horse: bind up my wounds. e. Richard III. ActV. Sc. 3. L. 177.
Round-hoofd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long,
Broad breast, full eye, small head and nostril wide,
High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong,
Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide:
Look, what a horse should have he did not lack,
Save a proud rider on so proud a back. '. \~fnns unit Adonis. I,. 295.
Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful
neighs, Piercing the night's dull ear.
e. Henry V. Chorus to Act IV. L. 10.
The jackal's troop, in gather'd cry,
Bay'd from afar complainingly,
With a mix'd and mournful sound,
Like crying babe, and beaten hound.
/. Byron—Siege of Corinth. Pt. XXXIII.
Each with their kind, lion with lioness,
So fitly them in pairs thou hast combined.
g. Milton— Paradise Lost. Bk. VII.
Wouldst thou view the lion's den ?
Search afar from haunts of men,—
Where the reed-encircled rill,
Oozes from the rocky hill,
By its verdure far descried
'Mid the desert brown and wide.
h. Thos. Pbisgle—The Lion and Giraffe.
Rouse the lion from his lair,
i. Scon— The Talisman.
Heading of Oh. VI.
The man that once did sell the lion's skin While the beast lived, was killed with hunting
him. j. Henry V. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 93.
I holde a mouses herte nat worth a leek. That hath but oon hole for to sterte to. t. Chaucer— Preamble of The Wyves Tale of Bath. L. 672.
" Once on a time there was a mouse," quoth
she, "Who sick of worldly tears and laughter,
grew Enamoured of a sainted privacy ;
To all terrestrial things he bade adieu, And entered, far from mouse, or cat, or man, A thick-walled cheese, the best of Parmesan." I. Lorenzo Pionotti—The Mouse Turned
The mouse that always trusts to one poor
Can never be a mouse of any soul. m. Pope— The Wife of Bath. Her Prologue.
The mouse ne'er shunn'd the cat as they did
From rascals worse than they.
n. Coriolanus. Act I. Sc. 6. L. 44.
And the plain ox,
That harmless, honest, guileless animal,
In what has he offended? he whose toil,
Patient and ever ready, clothes the land
With all the pomp of harvest.
o. Thomson—The Seasons.
Spit on a serpent, and his vigor flies,
He straight devours himself, and quickly
p. Lucretius—Bk. 4. V. 642, 643.
See Voltaire—A Philosophical
A leap year
Is never a good sheep year.
q. Old English Saying.
The mountain sheep are sweeter,
But the valley sheep are fatter.
r. Thos. L. Peacock—The Misfortunes of
Elphin. The War-Song of Knot
The swift stag from underground
Bore up his branching head.
s. Milton—Paradise Lost. Bk. VII.
The fattest hog in Epicurus' sty.
t. William Mason—Heroic Epistle.
How Instinct varies in the grov'ling swine. «. Pope—Essay on Man. Ep. I. L. 221.
The hog that ploughs not, nor obeys thy call, Lives on the labours of this lord of all. v. Pope— Essay on Man. Ep. III. L. 41. 22
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry ?
a. William Blake — The Tiger.
Drawing near her death, she sent most pious thoughts as harbingers to heaven ; and her soul saw a glimpse of happiness through the chinks of her sickness-broken body.
6. Thomas Fulleb — Life of Monica.
Far off his coming shone.
c. Milton— Paradise Lmt. Bk. VI.
I would not anticipate the relish of any happiness, nor feel the weight of any misery, before it actually arrives.
d. Spectator — No. 7.
How pure the joy, when first my hands un
fold The small, rare volume, black with tarnished
e. John Ferriar — Illustrations of Sterne. Bibliomania. L. 139.
Now cheaply bought for thrice their weight
/. John Ferriar— Hhutratioru of Sterne. Bibliomania. L. 69.
Antiquity, what is it else (God only ex- cepted) but man's authority born some ages before us? Now for the truth of things time makes no alteration; things are still the same they are, let the time be past, present, or to come.
Those things which we reverence for antiquity what were they at their first birth? Were they false?— time cannot make them true. Were they true? — time cannot make them more true. The circumstances therefore of time in respect of truth and error is merely impertinent.
g. John Hales (The Ever Memorable) — Of Inquiry ami Private Judgment in Religion .
Damn the age ; I will write for Antiquity.
k. Charles Lamb — Ron Mots by Charles
Lamb and Douglas Jerrold. Kd. by
With sharpen'd sight pale Antiquaries pore,
Th' inscription value, but the rust adore.
This the blue varnish, that the green endears ;
The sacred rust of twice ten hundred years.
»'. Pope— Efittle to Mr. Addisun. L. 35.
My copper-lamps, at any rate,
For being true antique, I bought;
Yet wisely melted down my plate,
On modern models to be wrought;
And trifles I alike pursue,
Because they're old, because they're new.
j. Prior—Alma. Canto III.
Nor rough, nor barren, are the winding ways
Of hoar Antiquity, but strewn with flowers.
k. Thomas Warton—Written in a blank
Leaf of Dugdale's Monasticon.
Thy clothes are all the soul thou hast.
/. Beaumont And Fletcher—Honest
Man's Fortune. Act V. Sc. 3.
A painted vest Prince Voltiger had on, Which from a naked Pict his grandsire won. m. Ascribed to Blackmore.
To treat a poor wretch with a bottle of Burgundy, and fill his snuff-box, is like giving a pair of laced ruffles to a man that has never a shirt on his back.
n. Tom Brown—Laconics.
Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new. o. Burns— The Cotter's Saturday Night.
His locked, lettered, braw brass collar, Shewed him the gentleman and scholar. p. Burns—The Twa Dogs.
And said to myself, as I lit my cigar, "Supposing a man had the wealth ofthe Czar Of the Russias to boot, for the rest of his days, On the whole do you think he would have
much to spare If he married a woman with nothing to
wear?" . Milton—Paradite Lost. Bk. VII.
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