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'Tis liberty alone that gives the flower Of fleeting life its lustre and perfume; And we are weeds without it.

COWPER—The Task. Bk. V. L. 446. Then liberty, like day, Breaks on the soul, and by a flash from Heaven Fires all the faculties with glorious joy.

COWPER—The Task. Bk. V. L. 882. 10 The condition upon which God hath given liberty to man is eternal vigilance. JOHN PHILPOT CURRAN—Speech. July 10,

1790.

Libertas, inquit, populi quem regna coercent, Libertate perit.

The liberty of the people, he says, whom power restrains unduly, perishes through lib erty. LUCANUS-Pharsalia. Bk. III. 146.

22 License they mean when they cry, Liberty! For who loves that, must first be wise and good. MILTON-On the Detraction which followed upon my Writing Certain Treatises.

Justly thou abhorr'st
That son, who on the quiet state of men
Such trouble brought, affecting to subdue
Rational liberty; yet know withal,
Since thy original lapse, true liberty
Is lost.

MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. XII. L. 79.

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Oh! if there be, on this earthly sphere,
A boon, an offering Heaven holds dear,
'Tis the last libation Liberty draws
From the heart that bleeds and breaks in her

cause! MOORE—Lalla Rookh. Paradise and the Peri.

St. 11.

The love of liberty with life is given,
And life itself the inferior gift of Heaven.

DRYDEN–Palamon and Arcite. Bk. II. L. 291.

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(See also CHESTERFIELD)

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If you will do some deed before you die,

Remember not this caravan of death,

But have belief that every little breath Will stay with you for an eternity. ABU'L ALA. (See also BACCHYLIDES, VAUVENARQUES)

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Every library should try to be complete on something, if it were only the history of pinheads.

HOLMES--Poet at the Breakfast Table. VIII.

The first thing naturally when one enters a scholar's study or library, is to look at his books. One gets a notion very speedily of his tastes and the range of his pursuits by a glance round his book-shelves.

HOLMES—Poet at the Breakfast Table. VIII.

What a place to be in is an old library! It seems as though all the souls of all the writers that have bequeathed their labours to these Bodleians were reposing here as in some dormitory, or middle state. I do not want to handle, to profane the leaves, their winding-sheets. I could as soon dislodge a shade. I seem to inhale learning, walking amid their foliage; and the odor of their old moth-scented coverings is fragrant as the first bloom of those sciential apples which grew amid the happy orchard.

LAMB-Essays of Elia. Oxford in the Vacation. I love vast libraries; yet there is a doubt, If one be better with them or without, Unless he use them wisely, and, indeed, Knows the high art of what and how to read.

J. G. SAXE—The Library.

Spesso è da forte, Più che il morire, il vivere.

Ofttimes the test of courage becomes rather to live than to die. ALFIERI—Oreste. IV. 2.

And by a prudent flight and cunning save
A life which valour could not, from the grave.
A better buckler I can soon regain,
But who can get another life again?
ARCHILOCHUS-See PLUTARCH's Morals. Vol.

I. Essay on the Laws, etc., of the Lacedemo
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Come, and take choice of all my library,
And so beguile thy sorrow.

Titus Andronicus. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 34.

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A circulating library in a town is as an evergreen

tree of diabolical knowledge. R. B. SHERIDAN—The Rivals. Act I, Sc. 2.

There is a cropping-time in the races of men, as in the fruits of the field; and sometimes, if the stock be good, there springs up for a time a succession of splendid men; and then comes a period of barrenness. ARISTOTLE-Rhetoric. II. 15. Par. III.

Quoted by BISHOP FRASER. Sermon. Feb. 9, 1879.

8 Shelved around us lie The mummied authors. BAYARD TAYLOR—The Poet's Journal. Third

Evening.

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We are the voices of the wandering wind,
Which moan for rest and rest can never find;
Lo! as the wind is so is mortal life,
A moan, a sigh, a sob, a storm, a strife.

EDWIN ARNOLD—Light of Asia.
Life, which all creatures love and strive to keep
Wonderful, dear and pleasant unto each,
Even to the meanest; yea, a boon to all
Where pity is, for pity makes the world
Soft to the weak and noble for the strong.

EDWIN ARNOLD-Light of Asia.

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LIFE I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do, or any kindness that I can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again. Author unknown. General proof lies with

STEPHEN GRELLET as author. Not found in his writings. Same idea found in The Spectator. (Addison.) No. I. Vol. I. March 1, 1710. CANON JEPSON positively claimed it for EMERSON. Attributed to EDWARD COURTENAY, due to the resemblance of the Earl's epitaph. See Literary World,

With aching hands and bleeding feet

We dig and heap, lay stone on stone; We bear the burden and the heat

Of the long day, and wish 'twere done. Not till the hours of light return All we have built do we discern.

MATTHEW ARNOLD-Morality. St. 2.

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Saw life steadily and saw it whole.
MATTHEW ARNOLD-Sonnet to a friend. (Said

of SOPHOCLES.)

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Loin des sépultures célebres
Vers un cimitière isolé
Mon cæur, comme un tambour voilé
Va battant des marches funèbres.

To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches. BAUDELAIRE—Les Fleurs du Mal. Le Guignon.

(See also LONGFELLOW) 13 Our lives are but our marches to the grave. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER—The Humorous

Lieutenant. Act III. Sc. 5. L. 76. 14

We sleep, but the loom of life never stops and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up to-morrow. HENRY WARD BEECHER—Life Thoughts. P.

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This strange disease of modern life,
With its sick hurry, its divided aims.

MATTHEW ARNOLD-Scholar-Gypsy. St. 21. 2

They live that they may eat, but he himself (Socrates) eats that he may live. ATHENÆUS. IV. 15. See Aulus GELLIUS.

XVIII. 2. 8. 3

As a mortal, thou must nourish each of two forebodings—that tomorrow's sunlight will be the last that thou shalt see; and that for fifty years thou wilt live out thy life in ample wealth. BACCHYLIDES.

(See also ABU) I would live to study, and not study to live. BACON-Memorial of Access. From a Letter

to KING JAMES 1. See Birch's ed. of BACON-Letters, Speeches, etc. P. 321. (Ed.

1763) (See also JOHNSON) The World's a bubble, and the Life of Man less

than a span: In his conception wretched, from the womb so to

the tomb; Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years

with cares and fears.
Who then to frail mortality shall trust,
But limns the water, or but writes in dust.
Bacon-Life. Preface to the Translation of

Certain Psalms. For "Man's a Bubble," see
PETRONIUS under MAN. For "Writ in

Water," see BEAUMONT under DEEDS. (See also BROWNE, COOKE, GORDON, OMAR,

POPE, YOUNG, also BACON. P. 9121) We live in deeds, not years: in thoughts, not

breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He

inost lives Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.

BAILEY-Festus. Sc. A Country Town.

7 It inatters not how long we live, but how.

BAILEY-Festus. Sc. Wood and Water.

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The day is short, the work is much.

Saying of BEN SYRA. (From the Hebrew.)
We are all but Fellow-Travelers,

Along Life's weary way;,
If any man can play the pipes,

In God's name, let him play. JOHN BENNETT-Poem in The Century. Life does not proceed by the association and addition of elements, but by dissociation and division.

HENRI BERGSON—Creative Evolution. Ch. I.

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For life is tendency, and the essence of a tendency is to develop in the form of a sheaf, creating, by its very, growth, divergent directions among which its impetus is divided.

HENRI BERGSON-Creative Revolution. Ch II.

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Nasci miserum, vivere poena, angustia mori.

It is a misery to be born, a pain to live, a trouble to die. ST. BERNARD Ch. III.

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Alas, how scant the sheaves for all the trouble,

The toil, the pain and the resolve sublime A few full ears; the rest but weeds and stubble, And withered wild-flowers plucked before their

time. A. B. BRAGDON—The Old Campus. For life is the mirror of king and slave,

'Tis just what we are and do; Then give to the world the best you have,

And the best will come back to you.

MADELEINE BRIDGES—Life's Mirror. There are loyal hearts, there are spirits brave,

There are souls that are pure and true; Then give to the world the best you have,

And the best will come back to you.

MADELEINE BRIDGES-Life's Mirror. Life, believe, is not a dream,

So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain

Foretells a pleasant day!
CHARLOTTE BRONTË-Life.

Life hath more awe than death.

BAILEY-Festus. Sc. Wood and Water. I live for those who love me,

For those who know me true;
For the heaven so blue above me,

And the good that I can do.
GEORGE LINNÆUS BANKS,My Aim. In

Daisies of the Grass. P. 21. (Ed. 1865)
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Life! we've been long together
Through pleasant and through cloudy weather:

"Tis hard to part when friends are dear:
Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear;
Then steal away, give little warning,

Choose thine own time,
Say not Good-night,

but in some brighter clime Bid me Good-morning. ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD-Life.

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BARRIE-Little Minister. Ch. III.

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