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1. COCK 12 COMFORT Good-morrow to thy sable beak, It's grand, and you canna expect to be baith And glossy plumage, dark and sleek, grand and comfortable.
Thy crimson moon and azure eye,
BARRIE–Little Minister. Ch. 10.
miseris socios habuisse doloris. 13 COMPARISONS a comfort to the unfortunate to have | How God ever brings like to like.
ARISTOTLE–Ethics Mag. 2. 11. Also Politics. VIII. Ch. II. 12. “One pin drives out another,” as trans. by CoNGREve. ARIsToPHANEs—Pluto. 32. EURIPIDEs—Hecuba. 993. HomER—Odyssey. 17. 218. (See also GAscoignE, LYLY, WYATT)
14 Defining night by darkness, death by dust. BAILEY—Festus. Sc. Water and Wood.
15 'Tis light translateth night; 'tis inspiration Expounds experience; ’tis the west explains The east; 'tis time unfolds Eternity. BAILEY—Festus. Sc. A Ruined Temple.
16 Glass antique!'twixt thee and Nell Draw we here a parallel! She, like thee, was forced to bear All reflections, foul or fair. Thou art deep and bright within, Depths as bright belong'd to Gwynne; Thou art very frail as well, Frail as flesh is, -so was Nell. low-Na. Gwynne's Looking Glass. t. 1. 17 Comparisons are odious. ARCHBISHOP BoLARDo-Orlando Innamorato. Ch. VI. St. 4. BURTON.—Anatomy of Melancholy. Pt. III. Sec. III. Memb. 1. Subsec. 2., CAREw—Describing Mount Edgcumbe. (About 1590) DoNNE—Elegy. VIII. (1619) ForTEscuF-De Laudibus Leg. Angliae. Ch. 19. GABRIEL HARVEY—Archaica. Vol. II. P. 23. (1592) HERBERT —Jacula Prudentum. HEYwood—Woman ..o.o. *# Sc. 2. Fo wiCH-Lloyd Marrow of History. . 19. (1653)—Much Ado About Nothing. Act III. Sc. 5.1. 19. has odorous. W. P. in Pasquine in a Traunce. Folio 4. (1549) WHITGIFTDefence of the Answer to the Administration. (1574) Parker Society's Whitgift. Vol. II. P. 434. ( LYDGATE)
18 Not worthy to carry the buckler unto him. soHomas BRowNE—Religio Medici. Pt. I. . 21.
19 It's wiser being good than bad; It's safer being meek than fierce: It's fitter being sane than mad. My own hope is, a sun will pierce The thickest cloud earth ever stretched; That, after Last, returns the First, Though a wide compass round be fetched; That what best, can't end worst, Nor what blessed once, prove accurst. Robert BRowNING—Apparent Failure. VII.
It has all the contortions of the sibyl without the inspiration.
BURKE—Prior's Life of Burke.
21 To liken them to your auld-warld squad, I must needs say comparisons are odd. BURNs—Brigs of Ayr. L. 177. (See also LYDGATE)