27. All beaming with light as those young features are,
There's a light round thy heart that is lovelier far;
It is not thy cheek—'t is the soul dawning clear-
Though its innocent blush makes thy beauty so dear-
As the sky we look up to, though glorious and fair,
Is look'd up to more, because heaven is there!

28. One in whose love, I felt, were given
The mix'd delights of either sphere;
All that the spirit seeks in heaven,
And all the senses burn for here!

MOORE.

MOORE's Loves of the Angels.

29. The fame that a man wins himself, is best;
That he may call his own. Honours put on him
Make him no more a man than his clothes do,
Which are as soon ta'en off.

EXCESS. (See DRINKING.)

MIDDLETON.

EXECUTION.

1. "Tis now past midnight, and, by eight to-morrow,

Thou must be made immortal.

But in their deaths remember they are men ;

Strain not the laws to make their tortures grievous.

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ADDISON'S Cato.

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4.

EXERCISE.

Slave! do thine office!

Strike as I struck the foe! strike as I would

Have struck those tyrants! strike deep as my curse!

Strike-and but once!

BYRON'S Marino Faliero.

5. These the last accents Hugo spoke,

"Strike:"-and flashing fell the stroke-
Roll'd the head, and, gushing, sunk
Back the stain'd and heaving trunk
In the dust, which each deep vein
Slak'd with its ensanguin'd rain;
His eyes and lips a moment quiver,
Convuls'd and quick-then fix for ever!

BYRON'S Parisina.

EXERCISE.

1. Nobody's healthful without exercise; Just wars are exercises of a state; Virtue's in motion, and contends to rise,

With generous ascents above a mate.

2. He does allot for every exercise

3.

A several hour; for sloth, the nurse of vices,
And rust of action, is a stranger to him.

Weariness

Can snore upon the flint, when resty sloth
Finds the down-pillow hard.

ALEYN.

MASSINGER.

SHAKSPEARE.

4. Though sluggards deem it but a foolish chase,
And marvel men should quit their easy chair,
The toilsome way, and long, long league to trace,
Oh, there is sweetness in the mountain air,
And life that bloated ease can never hope to share.
BYRON'S Childe Harold.

5. Rise early, and take exercise in plenty,
But always take it with your stomach empty.

EXILE. (See BANISHMENT.)

EXPECTATION-SUSPENSE.

1. But be not long, for in the tedious minutes,
Exquisite interval, I'm on the rack;
For sure the greatest evil man can know,
Bears no proportion to this dread suspense.

Fell demon of our fears! the human soul,
That can support despair, supports not thee.

3. "Yet doth he live!" exclaims th' impatient heir, And sighs for sables which he must not wear.

FROWDE.

MALLET.

BYRON'S Lara.

4. Oh! how impatience gains upon the soul
When the long-promis'd hour of joy draws near!
How slow the tardy moments seem to roll!
What spectres rise of inconsistent fear!

MRS. TIGHE'S Psyche.

5. To the fond doubting heart, its hopes appear
Too brightly fair, too sweet to realize;
All seem but day-dreams of delight too dear!
Strange hopes and fears in painful contest rise,

While the scarce-trusted bliss seems but to cheat the eyes.

MRS. TIGHE'S Psyche.

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EXPERIENCE.

1.

EXPERIENCE.

To wilful men,

The injuries that they themselves procure,
Must be their schoolmasters.

2. He jests at scars, that never felt a wound.

If wisdom's friend, her best; if not, worst foe.

SHAKSPEARE.

SHAKSPEARE.

YOUNG'S Night Thoughts.

4. Experience join'd to common sense, To mortals is a providence.

5. Some positive, persisting fools we know,
Who, if once wrong, will needs be always so;
But you with pleasure own your errors past,
And make each day a critique on the last.

GREEN.

POPE'S Essay on Criticism.

6. Experience, wounded, is the school Where men learn piercing wisdom.

7. O, teach him, while your lessons last,
To judge the present by the past;
Remind him of each wish pursu'd,
How rich it glow'd with promis'd good;
Remind him of each wish enjoy'd,
How soon his hope's possession cloy'd!

8. For most men, till by losing render'd sager, Will back their own opinions with a wager.

9.

Her hopes ne'er drew

LORD BROOK.

SCOTT's Rokeby.

BYRON'S Beppo.

Aught from experience, that chill touchstone whose
Sad proof reduces all things from their hue.

BYRON'S Island.

EXTRAVAGANCE.

1. The man who builds, and wants wherewith to pay, Provides a home from which to run away.

2. We sacrifice to dress, till household joys
And comforts cease.
And keeps our larder clean; puts out our fires,
And introduces hunger, frost and woe,
Where peace and hospitality might reign.

Dress drains our cellar dry,

3. Dreading that climax of all human ills, The inflammation of his weekly bills.

YOUNG.

COWPER'S Task.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

4. In my young days they lent me cash that way, Which I found very troublesome to pay.

EXTREMES.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

1. These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die; like fire and powder,
Which, as they meet, consume. The sweetest honey
Is loathsome in its own deliciousness,

And in the taste confounds the appetite.

2. Those edges soonest turn, that are most keen;

SHAKSPEARE.

A sober moderation stands secure,

No violent extremes endure.

ALEYN.

3. Who gripes too hard the dry and slippery sand, Holds none at all, or little, in his hand.

HERRICK.