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OATHS (See also SWEARING, Vows) 1

A song to the oak, the brave old oak,

Oaths were not purpos’d, more than law,
Who hath ruled in the greenwood long;

To keep the Good and Just in awe,

But to confine the Bad and Sinful, Here's health and renown to his broad green

Like mortal cattle in a penfold. crown,

BUTLER-Hudibras. Pt. II. Canto II. L. And his fifty arms so strong.

197. There's fear in his frown when the Sun goes

down, And the fire in the West fades out;

He that imposes an Oath makes it,

Not he that for Convenience takes it.
And he showeth his might on a wild midnight,
When the storms through his branches shout.

Then how can any man be said

To break an oath he never made? H. F. CHORLEYThe Brave Old Oak.

BUTLERHudibras. Pt. II. Canto II. L. 2

377. The oak, when living, monarch of the wood; The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.

I will take my corporal oath on it.

CERVANTES-Don Quixote. Pt. I. Bk. IV. CHURCHILL-Gotham. I. 303.

Ch. X. 3 Old noted oak! I saw thee in a mood

Juravi lingua, mentem injuratam gero. Of vague indifference; and yet with me

I have sworn with my tongue, but my mind Thy memory, like thy fate, hath lingering stood

is unsworn. For years, thou hermit, in the lonely sea

CICERODe Officiis. III. 29. Of grass that waves around thee!

JOHN CLAREThe Rural Muse. Burthorp Oak. 4

They fix attention, heedless of your pain, The monarch oak, the patriarch of the trees,

With oaths like rivets forced into the brain; Shoots rising up, and spreads by slow degrees.

And e'en when sober truth prevails throughout, Three centuries he grows, and three he stays

They swear it, till affirmance breeds a doubt. Supreme in state; and in three more decays.

COWPER—Conversation. L. 63. DRYDEN-Palamon and Arcite. Bk. III. L. 1,058.

And hast thou sworn on every slight pretence, 5

Till perjuries are common as bad pence, Tall oaks from little acorns grow.

While thousands, careless of the damning sin, DAVID EVERETT-Lines for a School Decla Kiss the book's outside, who ne'er look'd within? mation.

COWPER—Expostulation. L. 384. The oaks with solemnity shook their heads;

In lapidary inscriptions a man is not upon oath. The twigs of the birch-trees, in token

SAMUEL JOHNSONBoswell's Life of Johnson. Of warning, nodded, -and I exclaim'd:

(1775) "Dear Monarch, forgive what I've spoken!" HEINE—Songs. Germany. Caput XVII.

I take the official oath to-day with no mental 7 Those green-robed senators of mighty woods,

reservations and with no purpose to construe Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars,

the Constitution by any hypercritical rules.

LINCOLNFirstInaugural Address. March Dream, and so dream all night without a stir.

4, 1861. KEATSHyperion. Bk. I. L. 73. The tall Oak, towering to the skies,

You can have no oath registered in heaven to The fury of the wind defies,

destroy the Government; while I shall have the From age to age, in virtue strong.

most solemn one to "preserve, protect, and Inured to stand, and suffer wrong.

defend" it. MONTGOMERY—The Oak.

LINCOLN—First Inaugural Address. March

4, 1861. There grewe an aged tree on the greene; A goodly Oake sometime had it bene,

He that sweareth to his own hurt and changeth With armes full strong and largely displayed,

not. But of their leaves they were disarayde

Psalms. XV. 4. The bodie bigge, and mightely pight, Thoroughly rooted, and of wond'rous hight; 'Tis not the many oaths that makes the truth, Whilome had bene the king of the field,

But the plain single vow that is vow'd true. And mochell mast to the husband did yielde, All's Well That Ends Well. Act IV. Sc. 2. And with his nuts larded many swine:

L. 21 But now the gray mosse marred his rine;

Trust none; His bared boughes were beaten with stormes, For oaths are straws, men's faiths are waferHis toppe was bald, and wasted with wormes, cakes, His honour decayed, his braunches sere. And hold-fast is the only dog.

SPENSER Shepheard's Callender. Februarie. Henry V. Act II. Sc. 3. L. 52.








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Tis the same, with common natures,
Use 'em kindly, they rebel,
But, be rough as nutmeg graters,
And the rogues obey you well.
AARON HILL-Verses written on a Window in a

Journey to Scotland.
All arts his own, the hungry Greekling counts;
And bid him mount the skies, the skies he mounts.

JUVENALThird Satire. Trans. by GIFFORD.




All sciences a fasting Monsieur knows;

And bid him go to hell-to hell he goes. JUVENAL-- Third Satire, Paraphrased by

JOHNSONLondon. 13 No nice extreme a true Italian knows; But bid him go to hell, to hell he goes. JUVENAL-Third Satire. Paraphrased by

PHILLIPS, in a letter to the king in reference to the Italian witnesses at the trial of

QUEEN CAROLINE. Obedience is the key to every door. GEORGE MACDONALDThe Marquis of Lossie.


Oblivion is not to be hired.

Sir THOMAS BROWNE-Hydriotaphia. Ch. V. 26

For those sacred powers Tread on oblivion: no desert of ours Can be entombed in their celestial breasts. WM. BROWNE-Britannia's Pastorals. Bk.

III. Song II. St. 23. 27 It is not in the storm nor in the strife

We feel benumb'd, and wish to be no more,

But in the after-silence on the shore, When all is lost, except a little life. BYRON-Lines on Hearing that Lady Byron

was IU. L. 9.



Without oblivion, there is no remembrance possible. When both oblivion and memory are wise, when the general soul of man is clear,







melodious, true, there may come a modern Iliad | Swept from the earth and blotted from his mind, as memorial of the Past.

There, secret in the grave, he bade them lie, CARLYLE—Cromwell's Letters and Speeches. And grieved they could not 'scape the Almighty Introduction. Ch. I.


SAMUEL MADDEN-Boulter's Monument. And o'er the past oblivion stretch her wing. HOMER— Odyssey. Bk. XXIV. L. 557. The palpable obscure. POPE's trans.

MILTONParadise Lost. Bk. II. L. 406. 2

He shall return no more to his house, neither Bene qui latuit, bene vixit. shall his place know him any more.

He who has lived obscurely and quietly has Job. VII. 10.

lived well. 3

OVID——Tristium. III. 4. 25.
Injuriarum remedium est oblivio.
Oblivion is the remedy for injuries.

Ut sæpe summa ingenia in occulto latent! SENECAEpistles. 94. Quoting from an old How often the highest talent lurks in obscurity! poet, also found in SYRUS.

PLAUTUS—Captivi. I. 2. 62.

17 What's past and what's to come is strew'd with How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! husks

The world forgetting, by the world forgot. And formless ruin of oblivion.

POPE-Eloisa to Abelard. L. 207. Troilus and Cressida. Act IV. Sc. 5. L. 166. 5

Thus let me live, unseen, unknown, Eo magis præfulgebant quod non videbantur. Thus unlamented let me die;

They shone forth the more that they were Steal from the world, and not a stone not seen.

Tell where I lie.
TACITUS. Adapted from Annals. Bk. III. 76. POPE-Ode on Solitude.
But from your mind's chilled sky

Yet was he but a squire of low degree.
It needs must drop, and lie with stiffened wings SPENSERFaerie Queene. Bk. IV. Canto
Among your soul's forlornest things;

VII. St. 15.
A speck upon your memory, alack!
A dead fly in a dusty window-crack.

Eo magis præfulgebat quod non videbatur. FRANCIS THOMPSON-"Manus Animam Pinx He shone with the greater splendor, because it." St. 2.

he was not seen. OBSCURITY

TACITUS-Annales. III. 76. Content thyself to be obscurely good.

She dwelt among the untrodden ways ADDISON—Cato. Act IV. Sc. 4.

Beside the springs of Dove, 8

A maid whom there were none to praise I give the fight up; let there be an end,

And very few to love. A privacy, an obscure nook for me,

WORDSWORTH-She Dwelt Among the UntrodI want to be forgotten even by God.

den Ways. ROBERT BROWNINGParacelsus. Pt. V.

OCCUPATION (See also LABOR, WORK, and Like beauteous flowers which vainly waste their

Different OCCUPATIONS) scent Of odours in unhaunted deserts.

I hold every man a debtor to his profession; CHAMBERLAYNEPharonida. Part II. Bk. IV. from the which as men of course do seek to re(See also GRAY, also Young under NATURE,

ceive countenance and profit, so ought they of POPE under Rose, CHURCHILL under

duty to endeavor themselves, by way of amends, SWEETNESS)

to be a help and ornament thereunto. 10

BACON-Maxims of the Law. Preface. As night the life-inclining stars best shows, So lives obscure the starriest souls disclose. Quam quisque novit artem, in hac se exerceat. GEORGE CHAPMAN-Hymns and Epigrams of Let a man practise the profession which he

Homer. The Translator's Epilogue. L. 74. best knows. 11

CICERO Tusculanarum Disputationum. 1. Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,

18. And waste its sweetness on the desert air. GRAY-Elegy in a Country Churchyard. St. 14. The ugliest of trades have their moments of (See also CHAMBERLAYNE)

pleasure. Now, if I were a grave-digger, or even 12

a hangman, there are some people I could work Yet still he fills affection's eye,

for with a great deal of enjoyment. Obscurely wise, and coarsely kind.

DOUGLAS JERROLD - Jerrold's Wit. Ugly SAMUEL JOHNSON-On the Death of Robert Le Trades.

vet. 13

And sure the Eternal Master found Some write their wrongs in marble: he more just, The single talent well employ'd. Stoop'd down serene and wrote them on the dust, SAMUEL JOHNSON-On the Death of Robert Trod under foot, the sport of every wind,

Levet. St. 7.






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We hear the sea. The Sea? It is the blood

In our own veins, impetuous and near. EUGENE LEE HAMILTON-Sonnet. Sea-shell

Murmurs. (See also LANDOR, WEBB, WORDSWORTH, also

HOLLAND under Music)

And murmurs as the ocean murmurs there. WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR-Gebir. Bk. V.

(See also HAMILTON)



The sea appears all golden

Beneath the sun-lit sky.
HEINE-Book of Songs. New Poems. Sera-

phina. No. 15.
The breaking waves dashed high

On a stern and rock-bound coast,
And the woods against a stormy sky,

Their giant branches toss'd.
FELICIA D. HEMANSThe Landing of the

Pilgrim Fathers in New England.
Praise the sea, but keep on land.

HERBERT-Jacula Prudentum. Of the loud resounding sea.

HOMERIliad. Bk. IX. 182. Whilst breezy waves toss up their silvery spray.

Hood-Ode to the Moon.

6 Quoth the Ocean, "Dawn! O fairest, clearest,

Touch me with thy golden fingers bland;
For I have no smile till thou appearest

For the lovely land."
JEAN INGELOW—Winstanley. The Apology.

The burden of the desert of the sea.

Isaiah. XXI. 1.

8 Come o'er the moonlit sea, The waves are brightly glowing.


The land is dearer for the sea,
The ocean for the shore.

LUCY LARCOM—On the Beach. St. 11.

16 "Would'st thou,”-so the helmsman answe

swered, "Learn the secret of the sea? Only those who brave its dangers

Comprehend its mystery!"
LONGFELLOWThe Secret of the Sca. St. 8.

It is a pleasure for to sit at ease

Upon the land, and safely for to see How other folks are tossed on the seas

That with the blustering winds turmoiled be. LUCRETIUS. Translated from AMYOT's

Introduction to Plutarch, by SIR THOMAS

NORTH. (1579)
Rich and various gems inlay
The unadorned bosom of the deep.
MILTON—Comus. 22.

(See also GRAY)
Distinct as the billows, yet one as the sea.


20 And Thou, vast Ocean! on whose awful face Time's iron feet can print no ruin trace. ROBERT MONTGOMERYThe Omnipresence of the Deity. Pt. I. St. 20.

(See also BYRON) He laid his hand upon “the Ocean's mane," And played familiar with his hoary locks. POLLOK—Course of Time. Bk. IV. L. 689.

(See also BYRON) Deep calleth unto deep.

Psalms. XLII. 7.

If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea.

Psalms. CXXXIX. 9.






Tut! the best thing I know between France and England is the sea. DOUGLAS JERROLD-Jerrold's Wit. The An

glo-French Alliance. 10 Love the sea? I dote upon it-from the beach. DOUGLAS JERROLD—Specimen of Jerrold's Wit.

Love of the Sea. 11

Hitherto thou shalt come, but no further; and here shall thy proud waves be stayed.

Job. XXXVIII. 11.

12 He maketh the deep to boil like a pot.

Job. XLI. 31.

Past are three summers since she first beheld
The ocean; all around the child await
Some exclamation of amazement bere:
She coldly said, her long-lasht eyes abased,
Is this the mighty ocean? is this all?


But I have sinuous shells of pearly hue;
Shake one, and it awakens; then apply
Its polished lips to your attentive ear,
And it remembers its august abodes,

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