When we shall hear The rain and wind beat dark December. CYMBELINE iii. 3. THE HERE had been very little visiting; and though Miss Browning said that the absence of the temptations of society was very agreeable to cultivated minds, after the dissipations of the previous autumn, when there were parties every week to welcome Mr. Preston, yet Miss Phoebe let out in confidence that she and her sister had fallen into the habit of going to bed at nine o'clock, for they found cribbage night after night, from five o'clock till ten, rather too much of a good thing. MRS. GASKELL. Now winter nights enlarge And clouds their storms discharge Let now the chimneys blaze, CAMPION. Every lane's end, every shop, church, session, hanging, yields a careful man work. WINTER'S TALE, iv. 4. Do you know, after all, the meaning of this word vulgar? It is only common; nothing that is common, except wickedness, can deserve to be spoken of with contempt. When you have lived to my years, you will be disposed to agree with me in thanking God that nothing really worth having or caring about in this world is uncommon. WALTER SCOTT. LONG have I loved what I behold, The night that calms, the day that cheers; e-her tears, her mirth, Suffices me Her humblest mirth and tears. Z Ꮓ 353 WORDSWORTH. The Prince of Darkness is a gentleman. KING LEAR iii. 4. AN honest gentleman, and a courteous, and a kind, and a handsome, and, I warrant, a virtuous. ROMEO AND JULIET ii. 5. HE above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent MILTON. 'Tis not my profit that does lead mine honour ; Mine honour, it. ANT. AND CLEOP. ii. 7. I HOLD every man a debtor to his profession; from the which as men of course do seek to receive countenance and profit, so ought they of duty to endeavour themselves by way of amends to be a help and ornament thereunto. BACON. O, FOR my sake do you with Fortune chide, Than public means which public manners breeds. To what it works in, like the dyer's hand : SONN. CXI. Off, off, you lendings! KING LEAR iii. 4. AS I stood in the Mosque of St. Sophia, and looked upon these Four-and-Twenty Tailors, sewing and embroidering that rich Cloth, which the Sultan sends yearly for the Caaba of Mecca, I thought within myself: How many other Unholies has your Covering Art made holy, besides this Arabian Whinstone? CARLYLE. Go, tell the Court, it glows And shines like rotten wood; What's good, and doth no good: Then give them both the lie. RALEIGH. |