81.

Deep on his front engraven
Deliberation sat, and public care.-Milton.
82. Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased;
Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow;
Raze out the written tablets of the brain;
Cleanse the foul bosom of that perilous stuff,
Which weighs upon the heart? Shakespeare.

83. Let come what will, I mean to bear it out, And either live with glorious victory,

84.

Or die with fame, renowned for chivalry.
He is not worthy of the honey-comb,

That shuns the hive because the bees have stung.
Shakespeare.

My May of life

Is fallen into the sere, the yellow leaf.-Shakespeare. 85. 'Tis with our judgments as our watches: none Are just alike, yet each believes his own.-Pope. 86. Self is the medium least refined of all,

87.

Through which opinion's searching beams can fall;
And, passing there, the clearest, steadiest ray
Will tinge its light, and turn its line astray.-Moore.
His tongue

Dropp'd manna, and could make the worst appear
The better reason, to perplex and dash

Maturest counsels.-Milton.

88. Here rills of oily eloquence in soft

Meanders lubricate the course they take.-Cowper.

89. Oh! as the bee upon the flower, I hang

Upon the honey of thy eloquent tongue.-Bulwer.

90. 'Tis an old maxim in the schools,

That flattery's the fool of fools;
Yet now and then your men of wit
Will condescend to take a bit.-Swift.

91. I've touched the highest point of all my greatness;
And from the full meridian of my glory

I haste now to my setting.-Shakespeare.

92. Of praise a mere glutton, he swallowed what came, And the puff of a dunce, he mistook it for fame;

Till, his relish grown callous almost to disease,

Who pepper'd the highest was surest to please.-Goldsmith

She looks as clear

As morning roses, newly washed in dew.-Shakespeare. 94. Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise.-Milton. 95. He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack,

For he knew when he wished he could whistle them back.

96. Love is a sudden blaze which soon decays; Friendship is like the sun's eternal rays; Not daily benefits exhaust the flame:

It still is giving, and still burns the same.— 97. Friendship is not a plant of hasty growth, Though planted in esteem's deep fixed soil; The gradual culture of kind intercourse Must bring it to perfection.-Joanna Baillie. 98. There's a divinity that shapes our ends,

Rough-hew them as we will.- Shakespeare. 99. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form,

Goldsmith.

Gay.

Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm;
Tho' round its breast the rolling clouds are spread,
Eternal sunshine settles on its head.-Goldsmith.

100. To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land,

And read their history in a nation's eyes.-Gray. 101. He, who ascends to mountain-tops shall find

Their loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow;
He, who surpasses or subdues mankind,

Must look down on the hate of those below.
Tho' far above the sun of glory glow,

And far beneath the earth and ocean spread,

Round him are icy-rocks, and loudly blow

Contending tempests on his naked head.— Byron.

102. Whose game was empires, and whose stakes were thrones, Whose table earth, whose dice were human bones.-Byron.

103. How oft when Paul has served us with a text,

Has Plato, Tully, Epictetus preached.

104. Ocean into tempest wrought,

To waft a feather or to drown a fly.-Young.

105.

O life, O poetry,
Which means life - life! cognizant of life
Beyond this blood-beat,-passionate for truth
Beyond these senses,-poetry, my life -

My eagle, with both grappling feet still hot
From Zeus's thunder, who has ravished me
Away from all the shepherds, sheep, and dogs,
And set me in the Olympian roar and round
Of luminous faces, for a cup-bearer,

To keep the mouths of all the godheads moist
For everlasting laughter-I, myself,

Half drunk, across the beaker, with their eyes!

How those gods look! -Mrs. Browning.

106. Presence of mind is greatly promoted by absence of body. 107. My life is a wreck. I drift before the chilling blasts of adversity; friends, home, wealth-I've lost them all.

108. If in the morn of life, you remember God, he will not forget you in your old age.

109. Born, lived, and died, sum up the great epitome of man 110. Turn it, and twist it as much as you can,

She will still be double you [W] O man.

111. Men dying make their wills, but wives Escape a task so sad;

Why should they make what all their lives

112. If

The gentle dames have had?

you blow your neighbor's fire don't complain if the sparks fly in your face.

113. O earth, so full of dreary noises!

O men, with wailing in your voices!
O delved gold, the wailers' heap!

O strife, O curse, that o'er it fall!

God makes a silence through you all,

And "giveth his beloved sleep."—Mrs. Browning.

114. O dark and cruel deep, reveal

The secret that thy waves conceal!

And ye wild sea-birds hither wheel
And tell it me.

115. I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Sweep thro' her marble halls,

116.

I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light
From the celestial walls.-Longfellow.

May slighted woman turn,

And as the vine the oak has shaken off,
Bend lightly to the leaning trust again? - Willia

117. O'erhead the countless stars

Like eyes of love were beaming,

Underneath the weary earth

All breathless lay a-dreaming.

The fox-glove shoots out the green matted heather;
And hangeth her hoods of snow,

She was idle and slept till the sunshiny weather,

But children take longer to grow.-Jean Ingelow.

118. Thoughts which fix themselves deep in the heart as meteor stones in earth, dropped from some higher sphere.

119. When descends on the Atlantic

The toiling surges

Laden with sea-weeds from the rocks.-Longfellow.

120. What has the gray-haired prisoner done? Has murder stained his hands with gore?

Not so, his crime is a fouler one:

God made the old man poor!

For this he shares a felon's cell,

The fittest earthly type of hell:

For this, the boon for which he poured

His young blood on the invader's sword,

And counted life the fearful cost,

His blood-gained liberty is lost.

121. They boast they come but to improve our state, enlarge our thoughts, and free us from the yoke of error. Yes, they will give enlightened freedom to our minds, who are themselves the slaves of passion, avarice, and pride.

122. Sweet are the uses of adversity,

Which like the toad, ugly and venomous,

Wears yet a precious jewel in his head? - Shakespeare.

123. Flowers are stars, wherein wondrous truths are made

manifest.

124. The twilight hours like birds flew by,

As lightly and as free;

Ten thousand stars were in the sky,

Ten thousand in the sea:

For every wave with dimpled cheek
That leaped upon the air,

Had caught a star in its embrace,

And held it trembling there.

125. Humor runs through his speeches like violets in a harvestfield, giving sweet odor and beauty to his task when he stoops to put in the sickle.

126. Ignorance is the curse of God, knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.- Shakespeare.

127. A blind man is a poor man, and blind a poor man is; for the former seeth no man, and the latter no man sees.

128. Reflected in the lake, I love

To see the stars of evening glow,
So tranquil in the heavens above,
So restless in the wave below.

Thus heavenly hope is all serene,

But earthly hope, how bright soe'er,
Still fluctuates o'er this changing scene,

As false and fleeting as 't is fair.

Heber.

129. Night dropped her sable curtain down, and pinned it with a star.

130. The conscious water saw its Lord, and blushed.

131. The aspen heard them, and she trembled.

132. And silence, like a poultice, comes

To heal the blows of sound.- Holmes.

133. Her hair drooped down her pallid cheeks, Like sea-weed on a clam.- Holmes.

134. We [alumni] leave, like those volcanic stones, our precious

Alma Mater,

But will keep dropping in again to see the dear old crater.

135. Prologues in metre are to other pros

As worsted stockings are to engine-hose.- Holmes.

Holmes.