5 Thirty days hath November, icles of Englande. (1570) 8vo. “A rule to the yeare hath." MONTREAL Spectator. May 18, 1878. Writer in the Exegi monumentum ære perennius 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 GENIUS) Marble statues, engraved with public inscriptions, by which the life and soul return after death to noble leaders. HORACE-Carmina. IV. 8. 15 6 12 2 13 3 4 15 16 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 BUTLER—Hudibrus. 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, OVID—Fasti. 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! BYRON—Don Juan. Canto I. St. 113. Into the sunset's turquoise marge 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. 14 Corner Stone of the Bunker Hill Monument. Were dotted with specks of light 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 CLARKE—The 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. GEORGE CROLY—Diana, And hail their queen, fair regent of the night. The airs that hover in the summer sky ERASMUS DARWIN—Botanic Garden. Pt. I. Are all asleep to-night. Canto II. L. 90. BRYANT—The Tides. Now Cynthia, named fair regent of the night. Doth the moon care for the barking of a dog? GAY--Trivia. Bk. III. BURTON—Anatomy 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. W. W. HARNEY—The Stab. Must view it by the pale moonlight. 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) 6 17 8 18 19 9 20 10 21 11 1 Au clair de la lune Mon ami Pierrot, Pour écrire un mot; Je n'ai plus de feu, Lend me thy pen 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 Border. (See also DARWIN) 14 The wat’ry star. Winter's Tale. Act I. Sc. 2. 2 5 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. 18 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. ROSSETTI—The 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. 19 The Moon arose: she shone upon the lake, Century. ple's Ed.) Applied to the teaching of COLERIDGE. Said to have been applied by CarLYLE to EMERSON. 9 21 I with borrow'd silver shine, SWIFT.-On the Moon. 10 If thou would'st view fair Melrose aright, (See also HAZLITT) 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. 22 As like the sacred queen of night, THOMSON-Ode to Seraphina. |