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Thirty days hath November,
April, June, and September,
February hath xxviii alone,
And all the rest have xxxi.
RICHARD GRAFTON—Abridgement of the Chron-

icles of Englande. (1570) 8vo. “A rule to
knowe how many dayes every moneth in

the yeare hath."
Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November;
February eight-and-twenty all alone,
And all the rest have thirty-one:
Unless that leap-year doth combine,
And give to February twenty-nine.
Return from Parnassus. (London. 1606)

Oh God! Oh Montreal!
SAMUEL BUTLER-Psalm of Montreal. See

Spectator. May 18, 1878. Writer in the
Dial Jan. 6, 1916, attributes it to W. H.

Exegi monumentum ære perennius
Regalique situ pyramidum altius,
Quod non imber edax, non Aquilo impotens
Possit diruere aut innumerabilis
Annorum series et fuga temporum.
Non omnis moriar, multaque pars mei
Vitabit Libitinam.

I have reared a memorial more enduring than brass, and loftier than the regal structure of the pyramids, which neither the corroding shower nor the powerless north wind can de stroy; no, not even unending years nor the flight of time itself. I shall not entirely die. The greater part of me shall escape oblivion.

HORACE—Carmina. III. 30. 1. (See also MOORE, WEBSTER, also SPENSER Under

Incisa notis marmora publicis.
Per quæ spiritus et vita redit bonis
Post mortem ducibus.

Marble statues, engraved with public inscriptions, by which the life and soul return after death to noble leaders. HORACE-Carmina. IV. 8.



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Soldiers, forty centuries are looking down Tell what her d'ameter to an inch is, upon you from these pyramids.

And prove that she's not made of green cheese. NAPOLEON. To his army before the Battle of BUTLERHudibrus. Pt. II. Canto III. L.

the Pyramids, July 2, 1797. Also quoted 261. “twenty centuries.

The devil's in the moon for mischief; they Factum abiit; monumenta manent. The need has gone; the memorial thereof re

Who call'd her chaste, methinks, began too soon

Their nomenclature; there is not a day, mains.

The longest, not the twenty-first of June, OVIDFasti. Bk. IV. 709.

Sees half the business in a wicked way,

On which three single hours of moonshine smile Where London's column, pointing at the skies,

And then she looks so modest all the while!
Like a tall bully, lifts the head and lies.

BYRON—Don Juan. Canto I. St. 113.
POPE—Moral Essays. Ep. III. L. 339.
Jove, thou regent of the skies.

Into the sunset's turquoise marge
Hamlet. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 320.

The moon dips, like a pearly barge;

Enchantment sails through magic seas, Let it rise! let it rise, till it meet the sun in his

To fairyland Hesperides, coming; let the earliest light of the morning gild

Over the hills and away. it, and the parting day linger and play on its

MADISON CAWEIN-At Sunset. St. 1 summit.

DANIEL WEBSTER–Address on Laying the The sun had sunk and the summer skies

Corner Stone of the Bunker Hill Monument. Were dotted with specks of light
Works. Vol. I. P. 62.

That melted soon in the deep moon-rise 5

That flowed over Groton Height. If we work upon marble it will perish. If we M'DONALD CLARKEThe Graveyard. work upon brass time will efface it. If we rear temples they will crumble to dust. But if we work upon men's immortal minds, if we imbue

The moving moon went up the sky,

And nowhere did abide; them with high principles, with the just fear of God and love of their fellow men, we engrave on

Softly she was going up,

And a star or two beside. those tablets something which no time can efface,

COLERIDGE—The Ancient Mariner. Pt. IV. and which will brighten and brighten to all eternity. ĎANIEL WEBSTER–Speech in Faneuil Hall

When the hollow drum has beat to bed (1852)

And the little fifer hangs his head,

When all is mute the Moorish flute,

And nodding guards watch wearily, Soon as the evening shades prevail,

Oh, then let me, The moon takes up the wondrous tale,

From prison free, And nightly to the listening earth

March out by moonlight cheerily. Repeats the story of her birth.

GEORGE COLMAN the Younger-MountainADDISON—Spectator. No. 465. Ode.

eers. Act I. Sc. 2. The moon is a silver pin-head vast, That holds the heaven's tent-hangings fast.

How like a queen comes forth the lonely Moon WM. R. ALGER-Oriental Poetry. The Use of Walking in beauty to her midnight throne!

From the slow opening curtains of the clouds the Moon.

The moon is at her full, and riding high,
Floods the calm fields with light.

And hail their queen, fair regent of the night. The airs that hover in the summer sky

ERASMUS DARWINBotanic Garden. Pt. I. Are all asleep to-night.

Canto II. L. 90. BRYANTThe Tides.

Now Cynthia, named fair regent of the night. Doth the moon care for the barking of a dog?

GAY--Trivia. Bk. III. BURTONAnatomy of Melancholy. Pt. II.

(See also MICKLE, MORE, POPE) Sec. III. Mem. 7.

On the road, the lonely road, The moon pull’d off her veil of light,

Under the cold, white moon; That hides her face by day from sight

Under the rugged trees he strode, (Mysterious veil, of brightness made,

Whistled and shifted his heavy loadThat's both her lustre and her shade),

Whistled a foolish tune.
And in the lantern of the night,

W. W. HARNEY—The Stab.
With shining horns hung out her light.
BUTLER-Hudibras. Pt. II. Canto I. L. 905. He who would see old Hoghton right

Must view it by the pale moonlight.
He made an instrument to know

HAZLITT- English Proverbs and cial If the moon shine at full or no;

Phrases. (1869) P. 196. (Hoghton Tower is That would, as soon as e'er she shone straight, not far from Blackburn.) Whether 'twere day or night demonstrate;

(See also Scott)











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Au clair de la lune

Mon ami Pierrot,
Prête moi ta plume

Pour écrire un mot;
Ma chandelle est morte,

Je n'ai plus de feu,
Ouvre moi ta porte,
Pour l'amour de Dieu.

Lend me thy pen
To write a word
In the moonlight,
Pierrot, my friend!
My candle's out,
I've no more fire;-
For love of God

Open thy door!

French Folk Song. Late, late yestreen I saw the new moone, Wi' the auld moon in hir arme. THOMAS PERCY-Reliques. Sir Patrick Spens.

See also Scott-Minstrelsy of the Scottish

Jove, thou regent of the skies.
POPE-Odyssey. Bk. II. L. 42.

(See also DARWIN)

14 The wat’ry star.

Winter's Tale. Act I. Sc. 2.


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Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth,

Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth,And ever changing, like a joyous eye That finds no object worth its constancy?

SHELLEY-To the Moon.


Day glimmer'd in the east, and the white Moon Hung like a vapor in the cloudless sky.

SAMUEL ROGERS— Italy. The Lake of Geneva. Again thou reignest in thy golden hall, Rejoicing in thy sway, fair queen of night! The ruddy reapers hail thee with delight: Theirs is the harvest, theirs the joyous call For tasks well ended ere the season's fall.

ROSCOE—Sonnet. To the Harvest Moon.

6 The sun was gone now; the curled moon was like

a little feather Fluttering far down the gulf.

D. G. ROSSETTIThe Blessed Damozel. St. 10.

7 That I could clamber to the frozen moon And draw the ladder after me. Quoted by SCHOPENHAUER in Parerga and Pa

rali pomena.

With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the

skies! How silently, and with how wan a face! SIR PHILIP SIDNEY-Astrophel and Stella. Son

net XXXI.


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The Moon arose: she shone upon the lake,
Which lay one smooth expanse of silver light;
She shone upon the hills and rocks, and cast
Upon their hollows and their hidden glens
A blacker depth of shade.
SOUTHEY–Madoc. Pt. II. The Close of the

Transcendental moonshine.
Found in Life of John Sterling. P. 84. (Peo-

ple's Ed.) Applied to the teaching of COLERIDGE. Said to have been applied by CarLYLE to EMERSON.



I with borrow'd silver shine,
What you see is none of mine.
First I show you but a quarter,
Like the bow that guards the Tartar;
Then the half, and then the whole,
Ever dancing round the pole.

SWIFT.-On the Moon.


If thou would'st view fair Melrose aright,
Go visit it by the pale moonlight;
For the gay beams of lightsome day
Gild, but to flout, the ruins gray.
SCOTT—Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto II.
St. 1.

(See also HAZLITT)
The moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle
That's curded by the frost from purest snow.

Coriolanus. Act V. Sc. 3. L. 65.

11 How slow This old moon wanes! she lingers my desires, Like to a step-dame or a dowager Long withering out a young man's revenue. Midsummer Night's Dream. Act I. Sc. 1.

L. 3.


As like the sacred queen of night,
Who pours a lovely, gentle light
Wide o'er the dark, by wanderers blest,
Conducting them to peace and rest.

THOMSON-Ode to Seraphina.

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