He was a lover of the good old school,
Who still become more constant as they cool.
Beppo, Canto XXXIV.

LORD BYRON.

Drink ye to her that each loves best,

And if you nurse a flame

That 's told but to her mutual breast,
We will not ask her name.

Drink ye to her.

FERDINAND.-Here 's my hand.

T. CAMPBELL.

MIRANDA. And mine, with my heart in 't.

Tempest, Act iii. Sc. 1.

SHAKESPEARE.

MAN.

How poor, how rich, how abject, how august,
How complicate, how wonderful, is man!

A beam ethereal, sullied, and absorpt!
Though sullied and dishonored, still divine!
Dim miniature of greatness absolute!
An heir of glory! a frail child of dust!
Helpless immortal! insect infinite!
A worm! a god!

What can preserve my life? or what destroy?
An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave;
Legions of angels can't confine me there.

Night Thoughts, Night I.

Nature they say, doth dote,
And cannot make a man
Save on some worn-out plan,
Repeating as by rote.

Commemoration Ode.

DR. E. YOUNG.

J. R. LOWELL.

Man is the nobler growth our realms supply,
And souls are ripened in our northern sky.

The Invitation.

MRS. A. L. BARBAULD.

"T is God gives skill,

But not without men's hands: He could not make

Antonio Stradivari's violins

Without Antonio.

Stradivarius.

GEORGE ELIOT.

Not two strong men the enormous weight could raise ; Such men as live in these degenerate days.

Iliad, Bk. V.

HOMER. Trans. of POPE.

Be wise with speed:

A fool at forty is a fool indeed.

Love of Fame, Satire II.

DR. E. YOUNG.

What tho' short thy date? Virtue, not rolling suns, the mind matures. That life is long which answers life's great end. The time that bears no fruit deserves no name. The man of wisdom is the man of years. In hoary youth Methusalems may die ; O, how misdated on their flatt'ring tombs! Night Thoughts, Night V.

DR. E. YOUNG.

Man!

Thou pendulum betwixt a smile and tear.

Childe Harold, Canto IV.

LORD BYRON.

Like leaves on trees the race of man is found,
Now green in youth, now withering on the ground:
Another race the following spring supplies;
They fall successive, and successive rise.

Iliad, Bk. VI.

HOMER. Trans. of POPE.

Know then thyself, presume not God to scan;
The proper study of mankind is man.

Created half to rise, and half to fall;
Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all;
Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurled;
The glory, jest, and riddle of the world!
Essay on Man, Epistle II.

MANNERS.

A. POPE.

Those graceful acts,

Those thousand decencies that daily flow
From all her words and actions.

Paradise Lost, Bk. VIII.

Of manners gentle, of affections mild;
In wit a man, simplicity a child.

MILTON.

A safe companion and an easy friend Unblamed through life, lamented in thy end. Epitaph on Gay.

A. POPE.

Her air, her manners, all who saw admired; Courteous though coy, and gentle though retired : The joy of youth and health her eyes displayed, And ease of heart her every look conveyed. Parish Register, Pt. II.

G. CRABBE.

Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. Hamlet, Act i. Sc. 3.

SHAKESPEARE.

What would you have? your gentleness shall force
More than your force move us to gentleness.
As You Like It, Act ii. Sc. 7.

SHAKESPEARE.

'Tis not enough your counsel still be true; Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do. Essay on Criticism, Pt. III.

A. POPE.

Fit for the mountains and the barb'rous caves,
Where manners ne'er were preached.
Twelfth Night, Act iv. Sc. 1.

SHAKESPEARE.

He was the mildest mannered man
That ever scuttled ship or cut a throat.

Don Juan, Canto III.

LORD BYRON.

Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues
We write in water.

King Henry VIII., Act iv. Sc. 2.

SHAKESPEARE.

Manners with fortunes, humors turn with climes, Tenets with books, and principles with times. Moral Essays, Epistle I.

A. POPE.

Plain living and high thinking are no more.
The homely beauty of the good old cause
Is gone; our peace, our fearful innocence,
And pure religion breathing household laws.
Written in London, September, 1802. w. WORDSWORTH.

Eye Nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies,
And catch the manners living as they rise;
Laugh where we must, be candid where we can,
But vindicate the ways of God to man.

Essay on Man, Epistle I.

MATRIMONY.

A. POPE.

True Love is but a humble, low-born thing,
And hath its food served up in earthen ware;
It is a thing to walk with, hand in hand,
Through the every-dayness of this work-day world,

A simple, fireside thing, whose quiet smile Can warm earth's poorest hovel to a home. Love.

J. R. LOWELL.

He is the half part of a blessed man,
Left to be finished by such as she;
And she a fair divided excellence,
Whose fulness of perfection lies in him;

King John, Act ii. Sc. 1.

As unto the bow the cord is,
So unto the man is woman;

SHAKESPEARE.

Though she bends him she obeys him;
Though she draws him, yet she follows,
Useless each without the other!

Hiawatha, Pt. X.

Festus.

H. W. LONGFELLOW.

Man is but half without woman; and
As do idolaters their heavenly gods,
We deify the things that we adore.

P. J. BAILEY.

Let still the woman take
An elder than herself: so wears she to him,
So sways she level in her husband's heart,
For, boy, however we do praise ourselves,
Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm,
More longing, wavering, sooner lost and won,
Than women's are.

Then let thy love be younger than thyself, Or thy affection cannot hold the bent. Twelfth Night, Act ii. Sc. 4.

SHAKESPEARE.

Such duty as the subject owes the prince,
Even such a woman oweth to her husband.
SHAKESPEARE.

Taming of the Shrew, Act v. Sc. 2.

And truant husband should return, and say. "My dear, I was the first who came away." Don Juan, Canto I.

LORD BYRON.

With thee conversing I forget all time;
All seasons and their change, all please alike.

But neither breath of morn when she ascends With charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew, nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild, nor silent night With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet. Paradise Lost, Bk. IV.

MILTON.

So loving to my mother,

That he might not beteem the winds of heaven
Visit her face too roughly.

Hamlet, Act i. Sc. 2.

SHAKESPEARE.

Dear as the vital warmth that feeds my life;

Dear as these eyes, that weep in fondness o'er thee. Venice Preserved, Act v. Sc. 1.

Maidens like moths are ever caught by glare,

T. OTWAY.

And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair. English Bards and Scotch Reviewers.

So, with decorum all things carry'd;

LORD BYRON.

Miss frowned, and blushed, and then was-married. The Double Transformation.

O. GOLDSMITH.

For talk six times with the same single lady, And you may get the wedding dresses ready. Don Juan, Canto XII.

LORD BRYON.

Why don't the men propose, mamma,
Why don't the men propose?

Why don't the men propose?

T. H. BAYLY.

There swims no goose so gray, but soon or late She finds some honest gander for her mate. Chaucer's Wife of Bath: Prologue.

A. POPE.

Under this window in stormy weather
I marry this man and woman together;
Let none but Him who rules the thunder
Put this man and woman asunder.
Marriage Service from his Chamber Window.

This house is to be let for life or years;
Her rent is sorrow, and her income tears;

J. SWIFT.

Cupid, 't has long stood void; her bills make known, She must be dearly let, or let alone.

Emblems, Bk. II. 10.

F. QUARLES.

Look ere thou leap, see ere thou go.

Of Wiving and Thriving."

T. TUSSER.

Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure ;
Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.
The Old Bachelor, Act v. Sc. 1.

W. CONGREVE.

Men are April when they woo, December when they wed.

As You Like It, Act iv. Sc. 1.

SHAKESPEARE.