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There's a time for all things.

Comedy of Errors. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 66. The time is out of joint.

Hamlet. Act I. Sc. 5. L. 189.

Time, that takes survey of all the world,
Must have a stop.
Henry IV. Pt. I. Act V. Sc. 4. L. 82.

See the minutes, how they run,
How many make the hour full complete;
How many hours bring about the day;
How many days will finish up the year;
How many years a mortal man may live.

Henry VI. Pt. III. Act II. Sc. 5. L. 25.

So many hours must I take my rest;
So many hours must I contemplate.
Henry VI. Pt. III. Act II. Sc. 5. L. 32.

(See also COKE)
Minutes, hours, days, months, and years,
Pass'd over to the end they were created,
Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Ah, what a life were this!

Henry VI. Pt. III. Act II. Sc. 5. L. 35.

7 Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides; Who cover faults, at last shame them derides.

King Lear. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 283. 8

Come what come may, Time and the hour runs through the roughest

day. Macbeth. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 146.

O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out

Against the wreckful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout,

Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays? O fearful meditation! where, alack, Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie

hid? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot

back? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?

Sonnet LXV. Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes; Those scraps are good deeds past; which are de

vour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done. Troilus and Cressida. Act III. Sc. 3. L. 145.

Time is like a fashionable host That slightly shakes his parting guest by the

And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly
Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles.
Troilus and Cressida. Act III. Sc. 3. L. 165.

Beauty, wit,
High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service,
Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all
To envious and calumniating time.

Troilus and Cressida. Act III. St. 3. L. 171. 2i

The end crowns all, And that old common arbitrator, Time, Will one day end it.

Troilus and Cressida. Act IV. Sc. 5. L. 224.




The whirligig of time brings in his revenges.

T'welfth Night. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 384.



'Gainst the tooth of time And razure of oblivion.

Measure for Measure. Act V. Sc. 1. . L. 12.

10 We should hold day with the Antipodes, If you would walk in absence of the sun.

Merchant of Venice. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 127.

11 Time goes on crutches till love have all his rites. Much Ado About Nothing. Act II. Sc. 1.

L. 372. 12 Pleasure and action make the hours seem short.

Othello. Act II. Sc. 3. L. 385. 13

Time's the king of men, He's both their parent, and he is their grave, And gives them what he will, not what they

crave, Pericles. Act II. Sc. 3. L. 45.

14 0, call back yesterday, bid time return. Richard II. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 69.

15 Yet, do thy worst, old Time; despite thy wrong, My love shall in my verse ever live young.

Sonnet XIX.

16 Time doth transfix the flourish get on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow.

Sonnet LX.

Time is the nurse and breeder of all good.
Two Gentlemen of Verona. Act III. Sc. 1. L.

243. 24 Make use of time, let not advantage slip; Beauty within itself should not be wasted: Fair flowers that are not gather'd in their prime Rot and consume themselves in little time.

Venus and Adonis. L. 129.

25 The flood of time is rolling on; We stand upon its brink, whilst they are gone To glide in peace down death's mysterious stream. Have ye done well?

SHELLEY-Revolt of Islam. Canto XII. St. 27.

26 Unfathomable Sea! whose waves are years,

Ocean of Time, whose waters of deep woe Are brackish with the salt of human tears! Thou shoreless flood, which in thy ebb

and flow Claspest the limits of mortality!

And sick of prey, yet howling on for more,

Vomitest thy wrecks on its inhospitable shore, Treacherous in calm, and terrible in storm,

Who shall put forth on thee,
Unfathomable sea?

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Per varios præceps casus rota volvitur ævi.

The wheel of time rolls downward through various changes. SILIUS ITALICUS-Punica. VI. 121.

2 For time would, with us, 'stead of sand,

Put filings of steel in his glass, To dry up the blots of his hand,

And spangle life's page as they pass. Since all flesh is grass ere 'tis hay,

O may I in clover lie snug, And when old Time mow me away, Be stacked with defunct Lady Mugg! HORACE AND JAMES SMITH-Rejected Ad

dresses. The Beautiful Incendiary, by the

Hon. W. S. 10.
For the next inn he spurs amain,
In haste alights, and skuds away,
But time and tide for no

man stay. W. C. SOMERVILLEThe Sweet-Scented Miser.

L. 98.
Time wears all his locks before,

Take thou hold upon his forehead;
When he flies he turns no more,

And behind his scalp is naked. Works adjourn'd have many stays, Long demurs breed new delays. ROB'T SOUTHWELL-Loss in Delay.

(See also PHÆDRUS under OPPORTUNITY) Goe to my Love where she is carelesse layd

Yet in her winter's bowere not well awake; Tell her the joyous time will not be staid

Unlesse she doe him by the forelock take

SPENSER-Amoretti. LXX. Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time. SPENSERThe Faerie Queene. Bk. III. Can

to XII. St. 75.

Lauriger Horatius
Quam dixisti verum;
Fugit euro citius
Tempus edax rerum.

Laurel crowned Horatius
True, how true thy saying,
Swift as wind flies over us
Time devouring, slaying.

Anon. Trans. by JOHN ADDINGTON SYMONDS. A wonderful stream is the River Time,

As it runs through the realms of Tears, With a faultless rhythm, and a musical rhyme, And a broader sweep, and a surge sublime

As it blends with the ocean of Years.

BENJAMIN F. TAYLORThe Long Ago. He that lacks time to mourn, lacks time to mend: Eternity mourns that. 'Tis an ill cure For life's worst ills to have no time to feel them. SIR HENRY TAYLOR-Philip Van Artevelde.

Act I. Sc. 5.



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Too late I staid, forgive the crime,

Unheeded flew the hours;
How noiseless falls the foot of Time

That only treads on flow'rs!
What eye with clear account remarks

The ebbing of his glass,
When all its sands are diamond sparks

That dazzle as they pass?
Ah! who to sober measurement

Time's happy swiftness brings,
When birds of Paradise have lent

Their plumage for his wings?
W. R. SPENSER-To the Lady Anne Hamilton,

Long ailments wear out pain, and long hopes joy.

STANISLAUS (King of Poland)--Maxims.


Every moment dies a man,

Every moment one is born.
TENNYSON-Vision of Sin. St. 9. (“Minute"

for "moment" in early Ed.) Every minute dies a man,

And one and one-sixteenth is born.

Parody on TENNYSON by a Statistician.
Heu! universum triduum!

Alas! three whole days to wait!
TERENCE-Works. II. 1. 17. (Sometimes

“totum” given for "universum.”)
I dimly guess what Time in mists confounds;
Yet ever and anon a trumpet sounds

From the hid battlements of. Eternity; Those shaken mists a space unsettle, then Round the half-glimpsed turrets slowly wash

again. FRANCIS THOMPSONHound of Heaven. L. 143.

20 Once in Persia reigned a king Who upon his signet ring, Graved a maxim true and wise, Which if held before the eyes Gave him counsel at a glance Fit for every change and chance. Solemn words, and these are they: "Even this shall pass away.". THEODORE TILTON-The King's Ring. (AIL Things Shall Pass Away.)

(See also Wilcox)



I see that time divided is never long, and that regularity abridges all things. ABEL STEVENSLife of Madame de Staël. Ch.



In time take time while time doth last, for time
Is no time when time is past.
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And let its meaning permeate
Whatever comes, This too shall pass away.
ELLA WHEELER WilcoxThis too shall pass

(See also TILTON)

He was always late on principle, his principle being that punctuality is the thief of time. OSCAR WILDE-Picture of Dorian Gray. Ch.



Our time is a very shadow that passeth away.

Wisdom of Solomon. II. 5.



Delivered from the galling yoke of time.


TOASTS Lift, lift the full goblet-away with all sorrowThe circle of friendship what freedom would

sever? Today is our own, and a fig for to-morrow

Here's to the Fourth and our country forever. FRANKLIN P. ADAMS-Impromptu Lines on

July Fourth. 20 Waes-hael! for Lord and Dame!

O! merry be their Dole; Drink-hael! in Jesu's name,

And fill the tawny bowl.

The wind that blows, the ship that goes
And the lass that loves a sailor.

Popular Toast in England about 1820.

Here's a health to poverty; it sticks by us when all friends forsake us.

Toast given in the Boston Bee. Some hae meat, and canna eat,

And some wad eat that want it;
But we hae meat, and we can eat,

And sae the Lord be thankit.
BURNSThe Selkirk Grace. As attributed to

him. 24 Some have meat but cannot eat; Some could eat but have no meat; We have meat and can all eat; Blest, therefore, be God for our meat. The Selkirk Grace, in the MSS. of Dr. Plume,

of Maldon, Essex, in a handwriting of about 1650.

Therefore fear not to assay
To gather, ye that may,

flower that this day Is fresher than the next. Thos. WYATT-That the Season of Enjoyment is Short.

(See also HERRICK)




Nought treads so silent as the foot of Time; Hence we mistake our autumn for our prime.

YOUNG-Love of Fame. Satire V. L. 497.


The bell strikes one. We take no note of time
But from its loss; to give it then a tongue
Is wise in man.

YOUNGNight Thoughts. Night I. L. 55.



Procrastination is the thief of time:
Year after year it steals, till all are fled,
And to the mercies of a moment leaves
The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
YOUNG-Night Thoughts. Night I. L. 390.

(See also ERASMUS)

Time is eternity; Pregnant with all eternity can give; Pregnant with all that makes archangels smile. Who murders Time, he crushes in the birth A power ethereal, only not adorn'd.

YOUNGNight Thoughts. Night II. L. 107.

I am from Massachusetts,

The land of the sacred cod,
Where the Adamses snub the Abbotts

And the Cabots walk with God.
SAMUEL C. BUSHNELL—Toast at the Harvard

Alumni dinner at Waterbury.



I come from good old Boston,

The home of the bean and the cod,
Where Cabots speak only to Lowells,

And the Lowells speak only to God.
SAMUEL C. BUSHNELL. Another rondering

of his Toast. For answer to same see JONES.


Time wasted is existence, used is life.

YOUNGNight Thoughts. Night II. L. 149.


Who made both Sun and Moon stand still.
A metrical version of the Toast of LORD STAIR.

From the Anecdote Library, 1822. The Em-
press Maria Theresa was the "Empress
Queen.” Also given as a toast at a ban-
quet during the war between England,
France, and Holland. Louis XIV was al-
luded to as the rising sun, England as the
moon, Holland which had broken its dikes
and forced the other army to retreat, was

compared to Joshua. Here's to old Adam's crystal ale,

Clear sparkling and divine,
Fair H,0, long may you flow,

We drink your health (in wine).
OLIVER HERFORD Toast. Adam's Crystal







My boat is on the shore,

And my bark is on the sea: But, before I go, Tom Moore,

Here's a double health to thee!

BYRON—To Thomas Moore. Were't the last drop in the well,

As I gasp'd upon the brink, Ere my fainting spirit fell,

'Tis to thee that I would drink.

BYRONTo Thomas Moore.
Drink to her that each loves best,

And if you nurse a flame
That's told but to her mutual breast,

We will not ask her name.

Here's to the red of it,
There's not a thread of it,
No, not a shred of it,
In all the spread of it,

From foot to head,
But heroes bled for it,
Faced steel and lead for it,
Precious blood shed for it,

Bathing in red. JOHN DALY-A Toast to the Flag. But the standing toast that pleased me most Was, "The wind that blows, the ship that goes, And the lass that loves a sailor!” DIBDINThe Standing Toast. From the Com

ic Opera, The Round Robin, produced June

21, 1811. Ho! stand to your glasses steady!

'Tis all we have left to prize. A cup to the dead already,

Hurrah for the next that dies.

Different version of same given in DORAN'S
Table Traits. Said to have been written

during first Burmese War. 7 And he that will this health deny, Down among the dead men let him lie. DYERFrom a Toast published during the

reign of Queen Anne. 8

Here's to Great Britain, the sun that gives light to all nations of the earth. An Englishman's Toast at a banquet in Eng

land. Here's to France, the moon whose magic rays move the tides of the world.

A Frenchman's Toast at the same.

Here's to our beloved George Washington, the Joshua of America, who commanded the sun and the moon to stand still-and they obeyed.

FRANKLIN'S Toast. At the Close.

9 L'Abbé de Ville proposed a toast,

His master, as the rising Sun: Reisbach then gave the Empress Queen,

As the bright Moon and much praise won. The Earl of Stair, whose turn next came,

Gave for his toast his own King Will, As Joshua the son of Nun,


The bubble winked at me, and said,
"You'll miss me brother, when you're dead."

OLIVER HERFORD— Toast. The Bubble Winked.

12 You to the left and I to the right,

For the ways of men must sever-
And it may be for a day and a night, -

And it well may be forever,
But whether we meet or whether we part,

(For our ways are past our knowing)
A pledge from the heart to its fellow heart,

On the ways we all are going! Here's luck!

For we know not where we are going. RICHARD HOVEY-At the Crossroads. 13

Here's to your good health, and your family's good health, and may you all live long and prosper. IRVING-Rip Van Winkle. As used by JOSEPH

Here's to the town of New Haven,
The home of the truth and the light,

Where God speaks to Jones,

In the very same tones, That he uses with Hadley and Dwight. DEAN JONES—Reply to Dr. Bushnell's Toast.

(See also BUSHNELL) Drink to me only with thine eyes,

And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kiss but in the cup,

And I'll not look for wine.
BEN JONSONThe Forest. To Celia. See also

PHILOSTRATUS, from whom it was taken.
The thirst that from the soul doth rise,

Doth ask a drink divine;
But might I of Jove's nectar sup,

I would not change for thine.
BEN JONSONThe Forest. To Celia.

To the old, long life and treasure;
To the young, all health and pleasure.
BEN JONSON-Metamorphosed Gipsies. Third

May all your labors be in vein.

Mining Toast in Yorkshire.




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Here's a health to you and yours who have done

such things for us and ours. And when we and ours have it in our powers to

do for you and yours what you and yours

have done for us and ours, Then we and ours will do for you and yours what

you and yours have done for us and ours. old Toast.

Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen;

Here's to the widow of fifty;
Here's to the flaunting, extravagant quean;
And here's to the housewife that's thrifty.
Chorus: Let the toast pass, –

Drink to the lass,
I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.
R. B. SHERIDAN-School for Scandal. Act III.

Sc. 3. Song. 13 A health to the nut-brown lass, With the hazel eyes: let it pass. As much to the lively grey 'Tis as good i' th' night as day:

Here's to you, as good as you are,
And here's to me, as bad as I am;
But as good as you are, and as bad as I am,
I am as good as you are, as bad as I am.

Old Scotch Toast.







She's a savour to the glass,
An excuse to make it pass.

SUCKLING—Goblins. Act III.


May you live all the days of your life.

SWIFT-Polite Conversation. Dialogue II.


First pledge our Queen this solemn night,

Then drink to England, every guest; That man's the best Cosmopolite

Who loves his native country best.
TENNYSONHands All Round.


Drink to me with your eyes alone. And if you will, take the cup to your lips and fill it with kisses, and give it so to me. PHILOSTRATUSLetters. XXIV.

(See also JONSON) I, whenever I see thee, thirst, and holding the cup, apply it to my lips more for thy sake than for drinking.


I fill this cup to one made up

Of loveliness alone,
A woman, of her gentle sex

The seeming paragon;
To whom the better elements

And kindly stars have given
A form so fair that, like the air,

'Tis less of earth than heaven. EDWARD C. PINKNEY-A Health. To Georgi

ana McCausland, Pinkney's wife, according to Wm. Leggett. Also said to be written for

Peggy O'Neil, a famous beauty. May the hinges of friendship never rust, or the

wings of luve lose a feather. Toast from DEAN RAMSEY's Reminiscences of Scottish Life. (See also DICKENS under FRIENDSHIP)

Here's a health to the lass with the merry black

eyes! Here's a health to the lad with the blue ones!

WM. WINTER-Blue and Black.

TOBACCO 17 It's all one thing—both tend into one scope To live upon Tobacco and on Hope,

The one's but smoke, the other is but wind. SIR ROBERT AYTOUN-Sonnet on Tobacco.



The Elizabethan age might be better named the beginning of the smoking era.

BARRIE—My Lady Nicotine. Ch. XIV.


I'll drink a cup to Scotland yet,
Wi' a' the honours three.


Little tube of mighty pow'r,
Charmer of an idle hour,

Object of my warm désire.
Isaac HAWKINS BROWNE-A Pipe of Tobacco.

Parody in imitation of A. PHILLIPS.



St. Leon raised his kindling eye, And lifts the sparkling cup on high;

“I drink to one,” he said, “Whose image never may depart, Deep graven on this grateful heart,

The man who smokes, thinks like a sage and acts like a Samaritan! BULWER-LYTTONNight and Morning. Bk. I.

Ch. VI.

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