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They serve God well,
The morrow was a bright September morn; Who serve his creatures.
The earth was beautiful as if new-born;

MRS. NORTON--The Lady of La Garaye. Con-
There was that nameless splendor everywhere, clusion. L. 9.
That wild exhilaration in the air,
Which makes the passers in the city street

God curse Moawiyah. If I had served God Congratulate each other as they meet.

so well as I have served him, he would never LONGFELLOW-Tales of a Wayside Inn. Pt. I. have damned me to all eternity.

The Student's Tale. The Falcon of Sir Found in OCKLEY's History of the Saracens. Federigo. L. 135.

An. Hegira 54, A. D. 673.

(See also BACON) SERVICE

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Domini pudet non servitutis. If I had always served God as I have served

I am ashamed of my master and not of my you, Madam, I should not have a great account servitude. to render at my death.

SENECATroades. 989. BACON-Life and Times of Francis the First.

Vol. I. P. 46, of ed. 2.
(See also BOURDEILLE, OAKLEY, HENRY VIII)

Master, go on, and I will follow thee,
To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty.

As You Like It, Act II. Sc. 3. L. 69.
And Master Kingston, this I will say-had I

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I am an ass, indeed, you may prove it by my the king, he would not have given me over in long ears. I have served him from the hour of my grey hairs. PIERRE DE BOURDEILLE (Brantome), quoting at his hands for my service but blows. When I

my nativity to this instant, and have nothing THOMAS CROMWELL to his keeper.

am cold, he heats me with beating. (See also Bacon, FIRDUSI)

Comedy of Errors. Act IV. Sc. 4. L. 29.

We are his, To serve him nobly in the common cause,

Had I but serv'd my God with half the zeal True to the death, but not to be his slaves.

I serv'd my king, he would not in mine age

Have left me naked to mine enemies. COWPER—Task. Bk. V. L. 340.

Henry VIII. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 455. 5

(See also Bacon, also IBNU under ZEAL) When I have attempted to join myself to others by services, it proved an intellectual trick, We cannot all be masters, nor all masters can-no more. They eat your service like apples, not be truly followed. and leave you out. But love them, and they Othello. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 43. feel you, and delight in you all the time. EMERSON-Essays. Of Gifts.

My heart is ever at your service.

Timon of Athens. Act I. Sc. 2. L. 76.
Had I but written as many odes in praise of
Muhammad and Ali as I have composed for King

The swallow follows not summer more willing Mahmud, they would have showered a hundred

than we your lordship. blessings on me.

Timon of Athens. Act III. Sc. 6. L. 31. FIRDUSI. (See also BACON)

You know that love

Will creep in service where it cannot go. 7 Is thy servant a dog, that he should do this

Two Gentlemen of Verona. Act IV. Sc. 2. I..

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Small service is true service while it lasts: 8 "Sidney Godolphin," said Charles (II), "is

Of humblest friends, bright Creature! scorn never in the way and never out of the way."

not one;

The Daisy, by the shadow that it casts, MACAULAY-History of England. Vol. I. P. 265. Cabinet Ed. Phrase used later to de

Protects the lingering dew drop from the Sun. scribe a good valet.

WORDSWORTH–To a Child: Written in Her

Album.
Who seeks for aid

SHADOWS
Must show how service sought can be repaid.
OWEN MEREDITH (Lord Lytton)-Siege of

The worthy gentleman (Mr. Coombe), who has Constantinople.

been snatched from us at the moment of the 10

election, and in the middle of the contest, while Servant of God, well done.

his desires were as warm, and his hopes as eager MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. VI. L. 29.

as ours, has feelingly told us, what shadows we are, and what shadows we pursue.

BURKE-Speech at Bristol on Declining the Poll. They also serve who only stand and wait.

(See also HOMER, JONSON) MILTON Sonnet. On his Blindness. (See also MILTON under God, LONGFELLOW Thus shadow owes its birth to light. under PATIENCE)

Gay-The Persian, Sun, and Cloud. L. 10.

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(Orion) A hunter of shadows, himself a shade. HOMER-Odyssey. II. 572.

(See also BURKE)

Others abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask-Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge.

MATTHEW ARNOLDShakespeare.

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Follow a shadow, it still, flies you;
Seem to fly it, it will pursue.
BEN JONSON-Song. That Women are but
Men's Shadows.

(See also BURKE)

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The picture of a shadow is a positive thing. LOCKE-Essay concerning Human Understand

ing. Bk. II. Ch. VIII. Par. 5.

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Renowned Spenser, lie a thought more nigh
To learned Chaucer, and rare Beaumont lie
A little nearer Spenser, to make room
For Shakespeare in your threefold, fourfold tomb.
WILLIAM BASSE-On Shakespeare.

(See also JONSON)
There, Shakespeare, on whose forehead climb
The crowds o' the world. Oh, eyes sublime
With tears and laughter for all time.
E. B. BROWNING—A Vision of Poets.

With this same key Shakespeare unlocked bis heart," once more! Did Shakespeare? If so, the less Shakespeare hel ROBERT BROWNINGHouse. X.

(See also WORDSWORTH)

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Shadows are in reality, when the sun is shining, the most conspicuous thing in a landscape, next to the highest lights.

RUSKINPainting.

6 Come like shadows, so depart! Macbeth. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 111.

If I say that Shakespeare is the greatest of intellects, I have said all concerning him. But there is more in Shakespeare's intellect than we have yet seen. It is what I call an unconscious intellect; there is more virtue in it than he himself is aware of. CARLYLE—Essays. Characteristics of Shakes

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Some there be that shadows kiss;
Such have but a shadow's bliss.

Merchant of Venice. Act II. Sc. 9. L. 66.

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Which were so richly spun, and woven so fit,
As since, she will vouchsafe no other wit.
BEN JONSON-Lines to the Memory of Shakes-

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What point of morals, of manners, of economy, of philosophy, of religion, of taste, of the conduct of life, has he not settled? What mystery has he not signified his knowledge of? What office, or function, or district of man's work, has he not remembered? What king has he not taught state, as Talma taught Napoleon? What maiden has not found him finer than her delicacy? What lover has be not outloved? What sage has he not outseen? What gentleman has he not instructed in the rudeness of his behavior?

EMERHON—Representative Men. Shakespeare.

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Now you who rhyme, and I who rhyme,
Have not we sworn it, many a time,
That we no more our verse would scrawl,
For Shakespeare he had said it all!

R. W. GILDERThe Modern Rhymer.

Soul of the Age! The applause! delight! the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further off, to make thee room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still, while thy book doth live And we have wits to read, and praise to give. BEN JONSON-Lines to the Memory of Shakespeare.

(See also BASSE)

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Sweet Swan of Avon! What a sight it were
To see thee in our water yet appear.
BEN JONSONLines to the Memory of Shakes-

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If we wish to know the force of human genius we should read Shakespeare. If we wish to see the insignificance of human learning we may study his commentators. HAZLITT— Table Talk. On the Ignorance of

the Learned.

Mellifluous Shakespeare, whose enchanting Quill Commandeth Mirth or Passion, was but Wiù. THOMAS HEYWOOD-Hierarchie of the Blessed

Angels.

For a good poet's made, as well as born,
And such wast thou! Look how the father's face
Lives in his issue; even so the race
Of Shakespeare's mind and manners brightly

shine
In his well-turned and true-filèd lines;
In each of which he seems to shake a lance,
As brandished at the eyes of ignorance.
BEN JONSONLines to the Memory of Shakes-

peare. 13 Thou hadst small Latin and less Greek. BEN JONSON—Lines to the Memory of Shakes

peare. 14 Shakespeare is not our poet, but the world's, Therefore on him no speech! WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR--To Robert Brown

ing. L. 5.

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The stream of Time, which is continually washing the dissoluble fabrics of other poets, passes without injury by the adamant of Shakspere. SAMUEL JOHNSONPreface to Works of Shaks

pere.

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Then to the well-trod stage anon
If Jonson's learned sock be on,
Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child,
Warble his native wood-notes wild.

MILTON-L'Allegro. L. 131.

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I remember, the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, would he had blotted a thousand. BEN JONSON-Discoveries. De Shakespeare

nostrat. 7 This figure that thou here seest put, It was for gentle Shakespeare cut, Wherein the graver had a strife With Nature, to outdo the life: Oh, could he but have drawn his wit As well in brass, as he has hit His face, the print would then surpass All that was ever writ in brass; But since he cannot, reader, look Not on his picture, but his book. BEN JONSON-Lines on a Picture of Shakes

peare.

What needs my Shakespeare for 'his honored

bones The labors of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a starre-y-pointing pyramid? Dear son of Memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy

name? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hath built thyself a livelong monument. MILTON--An Epitaph. Similar phrases in the

entire epitaph are found in the epitaph on SIR THOMAS STANLEY, supposed to have been written by SHAKESPEARE. Also, same ideas found in CRASHAW.

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He was not of an age, but for all time!
And all the Muses still were in their prime,
When, like Apollo, he came forth to warm
Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm!

BEN JONSON-Lines to the Memory of Shakes

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Shakspeare (whom you and every playhouse bill
Style the divine! the matchless! what you will),
For gain, not glory, wing’d his roving flight,
And grew immortal in his own despite.
POPEImitations of Horace. Ep. I. Bk. II.

L. 69.

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Nature herself was proud of his designs, And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines!

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Pudet hæc opprobria nobis Et dici potuisse et non potuisse repelli.

I am not ashamed that these reproachee can be cast upon us, and that they can not be repelled. Ovm-Metamorphoses. Bk. I. 758.

Few of the university pen plaies well, they smell too much of that writer Ovid and that writer Metamorphosis and talk too much of Proserpina and Jupiter. Why, here's our fellow Shakespeare puts them all down. Aye, and Ben Jonson too. O that B. J. is a pestilent fellow, he brought up Horace giving the poets a pill, but our fellow, Shakespeare, hath given him a purge that made him beray his credit. The Return from Parnassus; or, the Scourge of

Simony. Act IV. Sc. 3.

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Shikspur, Shikspur! Who wrote it?
No, I never read Shikspur.
Then you have an immense pleasure to come.
JAMES TOWNLEY - High Life Below Stairs.

Act II. Sc. 1. (Ed. 1759)
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Scorn not the Sonnet. Critic, you have frowned,
Mindless of its just honours; with this key
Shakespeare unlocked his heart.
WORDSWORTH-Scorn not the Sonnet.

(See also BROWNING)

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He was not born to shame: Upon his brow shame was asham'd to sit; For 'tis a throne where honour may be crown'd Sole monarch of the universal earth.

Romeo and Juliet. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 91.

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A leap year
Is never a good sheep year.

Old English Saying.

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The mountain sheep are sweeter.

But the valley sheep are fatter.
We therefore deemed it meeter

To carry off the latter.
Thos. Ľ. PEACOCKThe Misfortunes of El-

phin. The War-Song of Dinas Vawr.

Being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being drowned. SAMUEL JOHNSONBoswell's Life of Johnson.

(1759) Lord, Thou hast de this world below the

shadow of a dream, An', taught by time, I tak' it so-exceptin' al

ways steam. From coupler-flange to spindle-guide I see thy

Hand, o God Predestination in the stride o' yon connectin'.

rod. KIPLING-McAndrew's Hymn. The Liner she's a lady, an' she never looks nor

'eeds The Man-o'-War's 'er 'usband an' 'e gives 'er

all she needs; But, oh, the little cargo-boats, that sail the wet

seas roun', They're just the same as you an' me, a'-plyin'

up an' down.
KIPLINGThe Liner She's a Lady.

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She bears her down majestically near, Speed on her prow, and terror in her tier.

BYRONThe Corsair. Canto III. St. 15.

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For why drives on that ship so fast,

Without or wave or wind?
The air is cut away before,

And closes from behind.
COLERIDGE—Ancient Mariner.

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Her plates are scarred by the sun, dear lass,
And her ropes are taut with the dew,
For we're booming down on the old trail, our

own trail, the out trail, We're sagging south on the Long Trail, the

trail that is always new. KIPLING—L'Envoi. There's a Whisper down

the Field.

A strong nor'wester's blowing, Bill;

Hark! don't ye hear it roar now?
Lord help 'em, how I pities them

Unhappy folks on shore, now.
CHARLES DIBDEN-Sailor's Consolation. At-

tributed to PITT (song writer) and HOOD.

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Build me straight, O worthy Master!

Staunch and strong. a goodly vessel That shall laugh at all disaster,

And with wave and whirlwind wrestle! LONGFELLOW-Building of the Ship. L. 1.

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For she is such a smart little craft,
Such a neat little, sweet little craft-

Such a bright little,
Tight little,
Slight little,

Light little,
Trim little, slim little craft!

W. S. GILBERT—Ruddigore.

There's not a ship that sails the ocean,
But every climate. every soil,
Must bring its tribute, great or small,
And help to build the wooden wall!

LONGFELLOW-Building of the Ship. L. 66.

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A great ship asks deep waters.

HERBERT Jacula Prudentum. 10

The wooden wall alone should remain unconquered. HERODOTUS. VII. 141. Relating the second

reply of the Pythian Oracle to the Athenians. B. Č. 480. THEMISTOCLES interpreted this to mean the ships. See GROTEHistory of Greece, quoted in TIMBS—Curiosities of History. NEPOSThemistocles.

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And let our barks across the pathless flood
Hold different courses.
SCOTT-Kenilworth. Ch. XXIX. Introduc-

tory verses.
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She comes majestic with her swelling sails,

The gallant Ship: along her watery way, Homeward she drives before the favouring gales;

Now flirting at their length the streamers play, And now they ripple with the ruffling breeze.

SOUTHEY—Sonnet XIX.

Morn on the waters, and purple and bright
Bursts on the billows the flushing of light.
O'er the glad waves, like a child of the sun,
See the tall vessel goes gallantly on.

THOMAS KIBBLE HERVEYThe Convict Ship.

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