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WEAPON that comes down as still
As snow-flakes fall upon the sod;
As lightning does the will of God;
from a Petitioner.
EATON STANNARD BARRETT.
TOT she with traitrous kiss her Master stung,
Not she denied Him with unfaithful tongue ; She, when apostles fled, could danger brave, Last at His cross, and earliest at His grave.
MISS FANNY STEERS.
"HE last link is broken
That bound me to thee,
Have rendered me free.
From “ The Universal Songster,' Vol. ii., p. 86.
By Miss Wrother.
Delusive, vain, and hollow,
Lest disappointment follow.
From the same, Vol. i., p. 320.*
That Joy would soon return ;
For love is doomed to mourn.
THOMAS À KEMPIS. 1380-1471.
AN proposes, but God disposes.
Imitation of Christ. Book i. Ch. 19.
* Air by Giovanni Paisiello (1741-1816).
† This expression is of much greater antiquity ; it appears in the Chronicle of Battel Abbey, page 27 (Lower's Translation), and in Pier's Ploughman's Vision, line 13,994.
A man's heart deviseth his way; but the Lord directeth his steps. Proverbs xvi. 9.
And when he is out of sight, quickly also is he out of mind.
Imitation of Christ. Book i. Ch. xxiii.
Of two evils, the less is always to be chosen.
Ibid. Book iii. Ch. 12.
By robbing Peter he paid Paul,
and hoped to catch larks if ever the heavens should fall.
Book iv. Ch. xxiii.
The devil was sick, the devil a monk would be,
Book iv. Ch. xxiv.
MIGUEL DE CERVANTES. 1547-1616.
VERY one is the son of his own works.
Don Quixote. Part i. Book iv. Ch. xx.
* 'Revenons a nos moutons,' a proverb taken from the old French Farce of Pierre Patelin.
I would do what I pleased, and doing what I pleased, I should have my will, and having my will, I should be contented; and when one is contented, there is no more to be desired; and when there is no more to be desired, there is an end of it.
Don Quixote. Part i. Book iv. Ch. xxiii. Every one is as God made him, and oftentimes a great deal worse.
Part ii. Ch. iv.
Now blessings light on him that first invented sleep! it covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak; it is meat for the hungry, drink for the thirsty, heat for the cold, and cold for the hot.
Ibid. Part ii. Ch. lxvii.
Don't put too fine a point to your wit for fear it should get blunted. The Little Gypsy. (La Gitanilla.)
'OR words are wise men's counters, they do but reckon by them; but they are the money of fools.
The Leviathan. Part i. Ch. iv.
SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. 1554-1586.
E cometh unto you with a tale which holdeth
children from play, and old men from the chimney corner,
The Defence of Poesy.
I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas, that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet.
The Defence of Poesy.
There is no man suddenly either excellently good, or extremely evil.*
Arcadia. Book i.
They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts.
F Law there can be no less acknowledged, than
that her seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony of the world : all things in heaven and earth do her homage, the very least as feeling her care, and the greatest as not exempted from her power.
Ecclesiastical Polity. Book i.
hostages to fortune, for they are impediments to great enterprises, either of virtue or mischief.
Essay viii. Of Marriage and Single Life.
* There is a method in man's wickedness,
Act v. Sc. 4.