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Qui que tu sois, voici ton maître;
Il l'est-le fut-ou le doit être.

Whoe'er thou art, thy master see;
He was or is-or is to be.
VOLTAIRE-Works. P. 765. (Ed. 1837)
Used as an inscription for a statue of Cupid.

(See also LANSDOWNE) 13 To love is to believe, to hope, to know; 'Tis an essay, a taste of Heaven below! EDMUND WALLER-Divine Poems. Divine

Love. Canto III. L. 17.


Could we forbear dispute, and practise love,
We should agree as angels do above.
EDMUND WALLERDivine Poems. Divine

Love. Canto III. L. 25.


Why should we kill the best of passions, love?
It aids the hero, bids ambition rise
To nobler heights, inspires immortal deeds,
Even softens brutes, and adds a grace to virtue.

THOMSON-Sophonisba. Act V. Sc. 2.

2 0, what are you waiting for here? young man! What are you looking for over the bridge?— A little straw hat with the streaming blue rib

bons Is soon to come dancing over the bridge.


Nec jurare time; Veneris perjuria venti
Irrita per terras et freta summa ferunt,
Gratia magna Jovi; vetuit pater ipse valere,
Jurasset cupide quicquid ineptus amor.

Fear not to swear; the winds carry the perjuries of lovers without effect over land and sea, thanks to Jupiter. The father of the gods himself has denied effect to what foolish lovers in their eagerness have sworn. TIBULLUS—Carmina. I. 4. 21.

(See also DRYDEN) Perjuria ridet amantium Jupiter et ventos irrita ferre jubet.

At lovers' perjuries Jove laughs and throws them idly to the winds. TIBULLUS—Carmina. III. 6. 49.

(See also DRYDEN)

Die Liebe wintert nicht; Nein, nein! Ist und bleibt Frühlings-Schein.

Love knows no winter; no, no! It is, and remains the sign of spring.

LUDWIG TIECK-Herbstlied.
At first, she loved nought else but flowers,

And then-she only loved the rose;
And then-herself alone; and then-

She knew not what, but now-she knows. RIDGELY TORRENCEHouse of a Hundred


And the King with his golden sceptre,

The Pope with Saint Peter's key, Can never unlock the one little heart

That is opened only to me.
For I am the Lord of a Realm,

And I am Pope of a See;
Indeed I'm supreme in the kingdom

That is sitting, just now, on my knee.
C. H. WEBB— The King and the Pope.



O, rank is good, and gold is fair,

And high and low mate ill;
But love has never known a law

Beyond its own sweet will!
WHITTIER—Amy Wentworth. St. 18.

"I'm sorry that I spell’d the word;

I hate to go above you, Because"-the brown eyes lower fell,

"Because, you see, I love you!" WHITTIERIn School-Days. St. 4.




For Truth makes holy Love's illusive dreams, And their best promise constantly redeems.


Your love in a cottage is hungry,

Your vine is a nest for flies
Your milkmaid shocks the Graces,

And simplicity talks of pies!
You lie down to your shady slumber

And wake with a bug in your ear,
And your damsel that walks in the morning

Is shod like a mountaineer.
N. P. WILLIS—Love in a Cottage. St. 3.


The warrior for the True, the Right,

Fights in Love's name;
The love that lures thee from that fight

Lures thee to shame:
That love which lifts the heart, yet leaves

The spirit free,
That love, or none,

is fit for one Man-shaped like thee. AUBREY THOS. DE VERE—Miscellaneous

Poems. Song.

He loves not well whose love is bold!

I would not have thee come too nigh. The sun's gold would not seem pure gold

Unless the sun were in the sky: To take him thence and chain him near Would make his beauty disappear.



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O dearer far than light and life are dear.

Felix ille tamen corvo quoque rarior albo. WORDSWORTH-Poems Founded on the Affec A lucky man is rarer than a white crow. tions. No. XIX. To

VII. 114. JUVENAL-Satires. VII. 202. (Knight's ed.)

Happy art thou, as if every day thou hadst While all the future, for thy purer soul,

picked up a horseshoe. With “sober certainties” of love is blest.

LONGFELLOW-Evangeline. Pt. I. St. 2. WORDSWORTH-Poems Founded on the Affections. VII. 115. (Knight's ed.)

“Then here goes another,” says he, "to make (See also MILTON)


For there's luck in odd numbers," says Rory Farewell, Love, and all thy laws for ever.

SIR THOMAS WYATT—Songs and Sonnets. A SAMUEL LOVER,Rory O'More.
Renouncing of Love.


Good luck befriend thee, Son; for at thy birth

The fairy ladies danced upon the hearth.
Amarantus Caudatus

MILTON-Ata Vacation Exercise in the College.
Love lies bleeding in the bed whereover
Roses lean with smiling mouths or pleading:

By the luckiest stars. Earth lies laughing where the sun's dart clove

All's Well That Ends Well. Act I, Sc. 3. L. her:

252. Love lies bleeding. SWINBURNE—Love Lies Bleeding.

When mine hours were nice and lucky.

Antony and Cleopatra. Act III. Sc. 13. L. This flower that first appeared as summer's guest

179. Preserves her beauty 'mid autumnal leaves And to her mournful habits fondly cleaves. And good luck go with thee. WORDSWORTH-Love Lies Bleeding. (Com Henry V. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 11. panion Poem.)

As good luck would have it.
LOYALTY (See FIDELITY,PATRIOTISM, ROYALTY) Merry Wives of Windsor. Act III. Sc. 5. L.

Good luck lies in odd numbers

They O, once in each man's life, at least,

say there is divinity in odd numbers, either in Good luck knocks at his door;

nativity, chance, or death. And wit to seize the flitting guest

Merry Wives of Windsor. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 2. Need never hunger more.

(See also LOVER) But while the loitering idler waits Good luck beside his fire,

And wheresoe'er thou move, good luck The bold heart storms at fortune's gates,

Shall fling her old shoe after. And conquers its desire.

TENNYSON-Will Waterproof's Lyrical MonoLEWIS J. BATES-Good Luck.

logue. St. 27. 7

(See also HEYWOOD)
As ill-luck would have it.
CERVANTES-Don Quixote. Pt. I. Bk. I. Ch.

As they who make

Blesses his stars, and thinks it luxury.
Good luck a god count all unlucky men.

ADDISON–Cato. Act I, Sc. 4. GEORGE ELIOT-The Spanish Gypsy. Bk. I.

To treat a poor wretch with a bottle of BurA farmer travelling with his load

gundy, and fill his snuff-box, is like giving a pair Picked up a horseshoe on the road,

of laced ruffles to a man that has never a shirt And nailed it fast to his barn door,

on his back. That luck might down upon him pour;

Tom BROWN-Laconics. That every blessing known in life

(See also SORBIENNE) Might crown his homestead and his wife,

24 And never any kind of harm

Sofas 'twas half a sin to sit upon, Descend upon his growing farm.

So costly were they; carpets, every stitch JAMES T. FIELDSThe Lucky Horseshoe. Of workmanship so rare, they make you wish

You could glide o'er them like a golden fish. Now for good lucke, cast an old shooe after mee. BYRONDon Juan. Canto V. St. 65. HEYWOOD-Proverbs. Pt. I. Ch. IX. (See also TENNYSON)

Blest hour! It was a luxury-to be!

COLERIDGE-Reflections on having left a Place Some people are so fond of ill-luck that they of Retirement. L. 43. run half-way to meet it. DOUGLAS JERROLDJerrold's Wit. Meeting O Luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree. Trouble Half-Way.

GOLDSMITH-Deserted Village. L. 385.














Such dainties to them, their health it might

hurt: It's like sending them ruffles, when wanting a

shirt. GOLDSMITH-Haunch of Venison.

(See also SORBIENNE) 2

Then there is that glorious Epicurean paradox, uttered by my friend, the Historian in one of his flashing moments: "Give us the luxuries of life, and we will dispense with its necessaries."

HOLMES-Autocrat of the Breakfast Table. VI.

3 Fell luxury! more perilous to youth Than storms or quicksands, poverty or chains.

HANNAH MORE-Belshazzar.

Luxury and dissipation, soft and gentle as their approaches are, and silently as they throw their silken chains about the heart, enslave it more than the most active and turbulent vices.

HANNAH MORE—Essays. Dissipation.

On his weary couch
Fat Luxury, sick of the night's debauch,
Lay groaning, fretful at the obtrusive beam
That through his lattice peeped derisively.

POLLOK—Course of Time. Bk. VII. L. 69. Luxury is an enticing pleasure, a bastard mirth, which hath honey in her mouth, gall in her heart, and a sting in her tail. QUARLES-Emblems. Bk. I. Hugo.

Rings put upon his fingers, A most delicious banquet by his bed, And brave attendants near him when he wakes, Would not the beggar then forget himself?

Taming of the Shrew. Induction. Sc. 1. L.38.

8 Like sending them ruffles, when wanting a shirt. SORBIENNE.

(See also BROWN, GOLDSMITH) Falsely luxurious, will not man awake?

THOMSONThe Seasons. Summer, L. 67.

Resolved to die in the last dyke of prevarication. BURKE-Impeachment of Warren Hastings.

(May 7, 1789.) Quoth Hudibras, I smell a rat; Ralpho, thou dost prevaricate.

BUTLER-Hudibras. Pt. I. Canto I. L. 821.

17 You lie—under a mistake For this is the most civil sort of lie That can be given to a man's face, I now Say what I think. CALDERON-El Magico Prodigioso. Sc. 1. Trans. by SHELLEY.

(See also BYRON) Ita enim finitima sunt falsa veris ut in præcipitem locum non debeat se sapiens committere.

So near is falsehood to truth that a wise man would do well not to trust himself on the narrow edge. CICERO-Academici. IV. 21. 19

Mendaci homini ne verum quidem dicenti credere solemus.

A liar is not believed even though he tell the truth. CICERO-De Divinatione. II. 71. Same idea

in PHÆDRUS-Fables. I. 10. 1. 20

The silent colossal National Lie that is the support and confederate of all the tyrannies and shams and inequalities and unfairnesses that afflict the peoples-that is the one to throw bricks and sermons at.

S. L. CLEMENS (Mark Twain)-My First Lie. An experienced, industrious, ambitious, and often

quite picturesque liar. S. L. CLEMENS (Mark Twain)-My Military





Un menteur est toujours prodigue de serments.

A liar is always lavish of oaths.
CORNEILLE-Le Menteur. III. 5.



Il faut bonne mémoire après qu'on a menti.

A good memory is needed once we have lied. CORNEILLE-Le Menteur. IV. 5.

(See also MONTAIGNE, QUINTILIAN, SIDNEY) Some truth there was, but dash'd and brew'd

with lies, To please the fools, and puzzle all the wise. DRYDEN—Absalom and Achitophel.

Wenn ich irre kann es jeder bemerken; wenn ich lüge, nicht.

When I err every one can see it, but not when I lie. GOETHE-Sprüche in Prosa. III.

A giurar presti i mentitor son sempre.

Liars are always most disposed to swear.
ALFIERI–Virginia. II. 3.

Se non volea pulir sua scusa tanto,
Che la facesse di menzogna rea.

But that he wrought so high the specious tale,
As manifested plainly 'twas a lie.
ARIOSTO-Orlando Furioso. XVIII. 84.

12 And none speaks false, when there is none to hear.

BEATTIEThe Minstrel. Bk. II. St. 24.

And, after all, what is a lie? 'Tis but
The truth in masquerade.

BYRON-Don Juan. Canto XI. St. 37.
I tell him, if a clergyman, he lies!
If captains the remark, or critics, make,
Why they lie also-under a mistake.
BYRON-Don Juan.




As ten millions of circles can never make a square, so the united voice of myriads cannot lend the smallest foundation to falsehood. GOLDSMITH-Vicar of Wakefield. Vol. II. Ch.

VIII. 27 Half the world knows not how the other half lies.

HERBERT Jacula Prudentum.














16 Show me a liar, and I will show thee a thief. Mendacem memorem esse oportet. HERBERT Jacula Prudentum.

It is fitting that a liar should be a man of

good memory Dare to be true: nothing can need a lie;

QUINTILIAN. IV. 2. 91. A fault which needs it most, grows two thereby.

(See also CORNEILLE) HERBERT—Church Porch. (See also WATTS)

Ce mensonge immortel.

That immortal lie. Sin has many tools, but a lie is the handle Rev. PÈRE DE RAVIGNAN. Found in Poujouwhich fits them all.

LAT's Sa Vie, ses Eures. HOLMES—Autocrat of the Breakfast Table. VI. 4

He will lie, sir, with such volubility, that you Who dares think one thing, and another tell, would think truth were a fool. My heart detests him as the gates of hell.

All's Well That Ends Well. Act IV. Sc. 3. HOMERIliad. Bk. IX. L. 412. POPE's L. 283. trans.

To lapse in fulness 5 Urge him with truth to frame his fair replies;

Is sorer than to lie for need, and falsehood And sure he will; for wisdom never lies.

Is worse in kings than beggars. HOMER-Odyssey. Bk. III. L. 25. POPE's

Cymbeline. Act III. Sc. 6. L. 12. trans.

Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth. For my part getting up seems not so easy

Hamlet. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 63.
By half as lying.
HOOD-Morning Meditations.

'Tis as easy as lying.

Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 372.
Splendide mendax.
Splendidly mendacious.
HORACE_Carmina. III. 11. 35.

These lies are like the father that begets them;

gross as a mountain, open, palpable. Round numbers are always false.

Henry IV. Pt. I. Act II. Sc. 4. L. 249. SAMUEL JOHNSONJohnsoniana. A pothegms,

Sentiment, etc. From HAWKINS' Collective Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying! Edition.

I grant you I was down and out of breath; and

so was he: but we rose both at an instant and Falsus in uno, falsus in omnibus.

fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock. False in one thing, false in everything.

Henry IV. Pt. I. Act V. Sc. 4. L. 149. Law Maxim.

For my part, if a lie may do thee grace, 10 For no falsehood can endure

I'll gild it with the happiest terms I have. Touch of celestial temper.

Henry IV. Pt. I. Act V. Sc. 4. L. 161. MILTONParadise Lost. Bk. IV. L. 811. 11

Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to the Qui ne sent point assez ferme de memoire, ne

vice of lying! se doit pas mêler d'être menteur.

Henry IV. Pt. II. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 325. Who is not sure of his memory should not attempt lying.

Whose tongue soe'er speaks false, MONTAIGNE — Of Liars. Bk. I. Ch. IX.

Not truly speaks; who speaks not truly, lies. (See also CORNEILLE)

King John. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 91. 12 Hercle audivi esse optimum mendacium.

An evil soul producing holy witness Quicquid dei dicunt, id rectum est dicere. Is like a villain with a smiling cheek;

By Hercules! I have often heard that your A goodly apple rotten at the heart: piping-hot lie is the best of lies: what the gods o, what a goodly outside falsehood hath! dictate, that is right.

Merchant of Venice. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 100. PLAUTUS-Mostellaria. III. 1. 134.

Had I a heart for falsehood framed. Playing the Cretan with the Cretans (i.e. lying

I ne'er could injure you. to liars).

R. B. SHERIDANThe Duenna. Act I, Sc. 5. PLUTARCH, quoting Greek prov. used by Pau 29 lus Æmilius.

This shows that liars ought to have good

memories. Some lie beneath the churchyard stone,

ALGERNON SIDNEY-Discourses on Government. And some before the Speaker.

Ch. II. Sec. XV. PRAED-School and School Fellows.

(See also CORNEILLE)

30 I said in my haste, All men are liars.

A lie never lives to be old. Psalms. CXVI. 11.

SOPHOCLES— Acrisius. Frag. 59.











But a lie which is part a truth is a harder matter I mean you lie-under a mistake.

to fight.
SWIFT-Polite Conversation. Dialogue 1. TENNYSONThe Grandmother. St. 8.
Same phrase used by DE QUINCEY, SOUTHEY,

And he that does one fault at first,
(See also BYRON)

And lies to hide it, makes it two. That a lie which is half a truth is ever the black

Watts--Song XV. est of lies;


(See also HERBERT) That a lie which is all a lie may be met and I give him joy that's awkward at a lie. fought with outright

YOUNG-Night Thoughts. Night VIII. L. 361.







The riches of Heaven's pavement, trodden gold,

Than aught divine or holy else enjoyed

In vision beatific. Fragrant o'er all the western groves

MILTON-Paradise Lost. Bk. I. L. 678. The tall magnolia towers unshaded. MARIA BROOKS—Written on Seeing Phara Who sees pale Mammon pine amidst his store, mond.

Sees but a backward steward for the poor.

POPE—Moral Essays. Ep. III. L. 171. Majestic flower! How purely beautiful

Thou art, as rising from thy bower of green, What treasures here do Mammon's sons behold! Those dark and glossy leaves so thick and full, Yet know that all that which glitters is not gold.

Thou standest like a high-born forest queen QUARLESEmblems. Bk. II. Emblem V. Among thy maidens clustering round so fair, (See also QUOTATIONS under APPEARANCES)

I love to watch thy sculptured form unfolding, And look into thy depths, to image there

MAN A fairy cavern, and while thus beholding,

The man forget not, though in rags he lies, And while thy breeze floats o'er thee, matchless

And know the mortal through a crown's disguise. flower, I breathe the perfume, delicate and strong,

AKENSIDE-Epistle to Curio.
That comes like incense from thy petal-bower;
My fancy roams those southern woods along,

Man only,-rash, refined, presumptuous ManBeneath that glorious tree, where deep among

Starts from his rank, and mars Creation's plan! The unsunned leaves thy large white flower

Born the free heir of nature's wide domain,

To art's strict limits bounds his narrow'd reign; cups hung! C. P. CRANCH-Poem to the Magnolia Grandi

Resigns his native rights for meaner things,

For Faith and Fetters, Laws and Priests and flora.

Kings. MAMMON (See also MONEY, WEALTH)

Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin. The Progress of

Man. L. 55. 7 I rose up at the dawn of day,

Non è un si bello in tante altre persone, "Get thee away! get thee away! Pray'st thou for riches? Away, away!

Natura il fece, e poi roppa la stampa. This is the throne of Mammon grey."

There never was such beauty in another man. WILLIAM BLAKE-Mammon.

Nature made him, and then broke the mould.

ARIOSTO-Orlando Furioso. Canto X. St. 84. 8 Maidens, like moths, are ever caught by glare,

L'on peut dire sars hyperbole, que la nature, And Mammon wins his way where

seraphs might

que la après l'avoir fait en cassa la moule.

ANGELO CONSTANTINI La l'ie de Scaradespair. BYRON-Childe Harold. Canto I. St. 9.

moniche. L. 107. (Ed. 1690)

(See also BYRON, MONTGOMERY) Cursed Mammon be, when he with treasures Ye children of man! whose life is a span To restless action spurs our fate!

Protracted with sorrow from day to day, Cursed when for soft, indulgent leisures,

Naked and featherless, feeble and querulous, He lays for us the pillows straight.

Sickly, calamitous creatures of clay. GOETHE-Faust.

ARISTOPHANES — Birds. Trans. by JOHN 10

HOOKHAM FRERE. We cannot serve God and Mammon.

18 Matthew. VI. 24.

Let each man think himself an act of God.

His mind a thought, his life a breath of God. 11 Mammon led them on

BAILEY-Festus. Proem. L. 162. Mammon, the least erected Spirit that fell

19 From Heaven: for even in Heaven his looks and Man is the nobler growth our realms supply thoughts

And souls are ripened in our northern sky. Were always downward bent, admiring more ANNA LETITIA BARBAULDThe Invitation.



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