Chapter VI: Part 6

=Serpent.=

What! would'st thou have a serpent sting thee twice? 1643 SHAKS.: _M. of Venice,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

Where's my serpent of old Nile? 1644 SHAKS.: _Ant. and Cleo.,_ Act i., Sc. 5.

And hence one master-passion in the breast, Like Aaron's serpent, swallows up the rest. 1645 POPE: _Essay on Man,_ Epis. ii., Line 131.

Some flow'rets of Eden ye still inherit, But the trail of the Serpent is over them all. 1646 MOORE: _Paradise and the Peri._

=Service.=

Ful wel she sange the service devine, Entuned in hire nose ful swetely. 1647 CHAUCER: _Canterbury Tales, Prologue,_ Line 122.

And ye shall succor men; 'T is nobleness to serve; Help them who cannot help again: Beware from right to swerve. 1648 EMERSON: _Boston Hymn,_ St. 13.

=Sex.=

Think you I am no stronger than my sex, Being so father'd and so husbanded? 1649 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act ii., Sc. 1.

Spirits when they please, Can either sex assume, or both. 1650 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. i., Line 423.

=Sexton.=

See yonder maker of the dead man's bed, The sexton, hoary-headed chronicle! Of hard, unmeaning face, down which ne'er stole A gentle tear; with mattock in his hand, Digs thro' whole rows of kindred and acquaintance By far his juniors! Scarce a skull's cast up But well he knew its owner, and can tell Some passage of his life. 1651 BLAIR: _The Grave,_ Line 452.

His death, which happened in his berth, At forty-odd befell: They went and told the sexton, and The sexton tolled the bell. 1652 HOOD: _Faithless Sally Brown._

=Shadow.=

Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass, That I may see my shadow as I pass. 1653 SHAKS.: _Richard III.,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

Syene, and where the shadow both way falls, Meroe, Nilotic isle. 1654 MILTON: _Par. Regained,_ Bk. iv., Line 70.

Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still. 1655 JOHN FLETCHER: _Upon an "Honest Man's Fortune."_

=Shaft.=

In my school-days, when I had lost one shaft, I shot his fellow of the selfsame flight The selfsame way, with more advised watch, To find the other forth; and by adventuring both I oft found both. 1656 SHAKS.: _M. of Venice,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

That eagle's fate and mine are one, Which on the shaft that made him die Espied a feather of his own, Wherewith he wont to soar so high. 1657 WALLER: _To a Lady Singing a Song of his Composing._

=Shakespeare.=

Soul of the age! Th' applause! delight! the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee room; Thou art a monument, without a tomb, And art alive still, while thy book doth live, And we have wits to read, and praise to give. 1658 BEN JONSON: _Underwoods, To the Mem. of Shakespeare._

There, Shakespeare, on whose forehead climb The crowns o' the world. Oh, eyes sublime, With tears and laughters for all time! 1659 MRS. BROWNING: _Vision of Poets,_ St. 101.

Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild. 1660 MILTON: _L'Allegro,_ Line 129.

What needs my Shakespeare for his honor'd bones,-- The labor of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid Under a star-y-pointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? 1661 MILTON: _On Shakespeare._

=Shame.=

O, shame! where is thy blush? 1662 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iii., Sc. 4.

But 'neath yon crimson tree Lover to listening maid might breathe his flame, Nor mark, within its roseate canopy, Her blush of maiden shame. 1663 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _Autumn Woods._

=Shape.=

Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Shall never tremble. 1664 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act iii., Sc. 4.

The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb. 1665 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 681.

=Shell.=

I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell, To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely. 1666 WORDSWORTH: _The Excursion,_ Bk. iv.

=Shelley.=

Ah, did you once see Shelley plain, And did he stop and speak to you, And did you speak to him again? How strange it seems, and new! 1667 ROBERT BROWNING: _Memorabilia,_ i.

=Sheridan.=

Long shall we seek his likeness--long in vain, And turn to all of him which may remain, Sighing that nature form'd but one such man, And broke the die--in moulding Sheridan. 1668 BYRON: _Monody on the Death of Sheridan._

=Shield.=

When Prussia hurried to the field, And snatch'd the spear, but left the shield. 1669 SCOTT: _Marmion,_ Introduction to Canto iii.

=Ships.=

Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? 1670 MARLOWE: _Faustus._

Like sister sails that drift at night Together on the deep, Seen only where they cross the light That pathless waves must pathlike keep From fisher's signal fire, or pharos steep. 1671 RUSKIN: _The Broken Chain,_ Pt. v., St. 25.

She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife. 1672 BYRON: _Corsair,_ Canto i., St. 3.

As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. 1673 COLERIDGE: _The Ancient Mariner,_ Pt. ii.

=Shipwreck.=

O, I have suffer'd With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel, Who had no doubt some noble creature in her, Dash'd all to pieces. O, the cry did knock Against my very heart! poor souls! they perish'd. 1674 SHAKS.: _Tempest,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

Again she plunges! hark! a second shock Bilges the splitting Vessel on the Rock-- Down on the vale of death, with dismal cries The fated victims shuddering cast their eyes, In wild despair; while yet another stroke, With strong convulsion rends the solid oak: Ah Heaven!--behold her crashing ribs divide! She loosens, parts, and spreads in ruin o'er the Tide. 1675 FALCONER: _Shipwreck,_ Canto iii., Line 642.

=Shoes.=

I saw them go: one horse was blind, The tails of both hung down behind, Their shoes were on their feet. 1676 JAMES SMITH: _Rejected Addresses, The Baby's Debut._

Let firm, well-hammer'd soles protect thy feet, Thro' freezing snows, and rain, and soaking sleet. 1677 GAY: _Trivia,_ Bk. i., Line 33.

=Shore.=

But the poor, unsightly, noisome things Had left their beauty on the shore, With the sun and the sand and the wild uproar. 1678 EMERSON: _Each and All._

There is a rapture on the lonely shore; There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar. 1679 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iv., St. 178.

A strong nor'wester 's blowing, Bill! Hark! don't ye hear it roar now? Lord help 'em, how I pities them Unhappy folks on shore now! 1680 WILLIAM PITT: _The Sailor's Consolation._

=Show.=

Live to be the show and gaze o' the time. 1681 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act v., Sc. 8.

With books and money plac'd for show Like nest-eggs to make clients lay, And for his false opinion pay. 1682 BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. iii., Canto iii., Line 624.

=Shrine.=

What sought they thus afar? Bright jewels of the mine, The wealth of seas, the spoils of war? They sought a faith's pure shrine. 1683 HEMANS: _Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers._

=Sickness.=

This sickness doth infect The very life-blood of our enterprise. 1684 SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

=Sighs.=

My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs. 1685 SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

He sighed;--the next resource is the full moon, Where all sighs are deposited; and now It happen'd luckily, the chaste orb shone. 1686 BYRON: _Don Juan,_ Canto xvi., St. 13.

=Sight.=

Visions of glory, spare my aching sight Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul! 1687 GRAY: _The Bard,_ Pt. iii., St. 1.

O Christ! it is a goodly sight to see What Heaven hath done for this delicious land. 1688 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto i., St. 15.

=Signs.=

Sometime we see a cloud that's dragonish: A vapor, sometime, like a bear, or lion, A tower'd citadel, a pendent rock, A forked mountain, or blue promontory With trees upon 't, that nod unto the world, And mock our eyes with air: thou hast seen these signs; They are black vesper's pageants. 1689 SHAKS.: _Ant. and Cleo.,_ Act iv., Sc. 12.

=Silence.=

Silence is the perfectest herald of joy: I were but little happy, if I could say how much. 1690 SHAKS.: _Much Ado,_ Act ii., Sc. 1.

Silence in love bewrays more woe Than words, tho' ne'er so witty; A beggar that is dumb, you know, May challenge double pity. 1691 SIR WALTER RALEIGH: _Silent Lover,_ St. 6.

Silence more musical than any song. 1692 CHRISTINA G. ROSSETTI: _Rest._

Silence accompany'd; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung; Silence was pleas'd. 1693 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. iv., Line 598.

There was silence deep as death, And the boldest held his breath For a time. 1694 CAMPBELL: _Battle of the Baltic._

There is a silence where hath been no sound, There is a silence where no sound may be,-- In the cold grave, under the deep, deep sea, Or in the wide desert where no life is found. 1695 HOOD: _Sonnet, Silence._

=Silver.=

Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear, That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops. 1696 SHAKS.: _Rom. and Jul.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

=Similarity.=

Like will to like: each creature loves his kind, Chaste words proceed still from a bashful mind. 1697 HERRICK: _Aph. Like Loves His Like._

=Simplicity.=

And simple truth miscall'd simplicity, And captive good attending captive ill. 1698 SHAKS.: Sonnet lxvi.

Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are. In his simplicity sublime. 1699 TENNYSON: _Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington,_ St. 4.

=Sin.=

Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, Unhousell'd, disappointed, unaneled. 1700 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 5.

One sin, I know, another doth provoke; Murder's as near to lust, as flame to smoke. 1701 SHAKS.: _Pericles,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

In lashing sin, of every stroke beware, For sinners feel, and sinners you must spare. 1702 CRABBE: _Tales, Advice,_ Line 242.

But sad as angels for the good man's sin, Weep to record, and blush to give it in. 1703 CAMPBELL: _Pl. of Hope,_ Pt. ii., Line 357.

I waive the quantum o' the sin, The hazard of concealing; But, och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling! 1704 BURNS: _Epistle to a Young Friend._

Compound for sins they are inclined to, By damning those they have no mind to. 1705 BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. i., Canto i., Line 215.

=Sincerity.=

I never tempted her with word too large, But, as a brother to his sister, show'd Bashful sincerity and comely love. 1706 SHAKS.: _Much Ado,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

His nature is too noble for the world: He would not flatter Neptune for his trident, Or Jove for 's power to thunder. His heart's his mouth: What his breast forges that his tongue must vent. 1707 SHAKS.: _Coriolanus,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

=Singing.=

But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubims. 1708 SHAKS.: _M. of Venice,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

Sing, seraph with the glory! heaven is high. Sing, poet with the sorrow! earth is low. The universe's inward voices cry "Amen" to either song of joy and woe. Sing, seraph, poet! sing on equally! 1709 MRS. BROWNING: _Sonnets, Seraph and Poet._

I send my heart up to thee, all my heart In this my singing! For the stars help me, and the sea bears part. 1710 ROBERT BROWNING: _In a Gondola._

I do but sing because I must, And pipe but as the linnets sing. 1711 TENNYSON: _In Memoriam,_ Pt. xxi., St. 6.

Song forbids victorious deeds to die. 1712 SCHILLER: _Artists,_ St. 11.

=Singularity.=

No two on earth in all things can agree; All have some darling singularity. 1713 CHURCHILL: _Apology,_ Line 402.

=Sister.=

Oh, never say hereafter But I am truest speaker. You call'd me brother When I was but your sister. 1714 SHAKS.: _Cymbeline,_ Act v., Sc. 5.

=Skill.=

How happy is he born or taught, That serveth not another's will; Whose armor is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill! 1715 WOTTON: _Character of a Happy Life._

=Skull.=

Look on its broken arch, its ruined wall, Its chambers desolate, its portals foul; Yes, this was once ambition's airy hall, The dome of thought, the palace of the soul. 1716 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto ii., St. 6.

=Sky.=

Man is the nobler growth our realms supply, And souls are ripened in our northern sky. 1717 MRS. BARBAULD: _The Invitation._

The sky is changed,--and such a change. O night And storm and darkness! ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! 1718 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iii., St. 92.

=Slander.=

Slanderous reproaches, and foul infamies, Leasings, backbitings, and vainglorious crakes, Bad counsels, praises, and false flatteries; All those against that fort did bend their batteries. 1719 SPENSER: _Faerie Queene,_ Bk. ii., Canto xi., St. 10.

'T is slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword: whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile; whose breath Bides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world,--kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons,--nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters. 1720 SHAKS.: _Cymbeline,_ Act iii., Sc. 4.

'T was slander filled her mouth with lying words,-- Slander, the foulest whelp of sin. 1721 POLLOK: _Course of Time,_ Bk. viii., Line 715.

=Slave--Slavery.=

Thou art a slave, whom Fortune's tender arm With favor never clasp'd: but bred a dog. 1722 SHAKS.: _Timon of A.,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

He finds his fellow guilty of a skin Not color'd like his own, and having pow'r T' enforce the wrong, for such a worthy cause Dooms and devotes him as his lawful prey. 1723 COWPER: _Task,_ Bk. ii., Line 12.

Corrupted freemen are the worst of slaves. 1724 DAVID GARRICK: _Prologue to the Gamesters._

Whatever day Makes man a slave, takes half his worth away. 1725 POPE: _Odyssey,_ Bk. xvii., Line 392.

=Sleep.=

We are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. 1726 SHAKS.: _Tempest,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

Sleep, that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast. 1727 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

Come, sleep, O sleep! the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe; The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, The impartial judge between the high and low. 1728 SIR PHILIP SIDNEY: _Astrophel and Stella,_ St. 39.

Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where fortune smiles--the wretched he forsakes. 1729 YOUNG: _Night Thoughts,_ Night i., Line 1.

O magic sleep! O comfortable bird That broodest o'er the troubled sea of the mind Till it is hush'd and smooth! 1730 KEATS: _Endymion,_ Line 456.

Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep hath its own world, And a wide realm of wild reality. 1731 BYRON: _Dream,_ Line 1.

Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking. 1732 SCOTT: _Lady of the Lake,_ Canto i., St. 31.

Of all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward into souls afar, Along the Psalmist's music deep, Now tell me if that any is, For gift or grace, surpassing this-- "He giveth His beloved sleep"? 1733 MRS. BROWNING: _Sleep._

Be thy sleep Silent as night is, and as deep. 1734 LONGFELLOW: _Christus, Golden Legend,_ Pt. ii.

Sleep will bring thee dreams in starry number-- Let him come to thee and be thy guest. 1735 AYTOUN: _Hermotimus._

=Sloth.=

Sloth views the towers of Fame with envious eyes, Desirous still, but impotent to rise. 1736 SHENSTONE: _Moral Pieces._

=Sluggard.=

'T is the voice of the sluggard; I heard him complain, "You have waked me too soon, I must slumber again." 1737 WATTS: _The Sluggard._

=Smiles.=

One may smile, and smile, and be a villain. 1738 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 5.

With the smile that was childlike and bland. 1739 BRET HARTE: _Plain Language from Truthful James._

Death Grinn'd horrible a ghastly smile, to hear His famine should be filled. 1740 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 815.

Without the smile from partial beauty won, Oh what were man?--a world without a sun. 1741 CAMPBELL: _Pl. of Hope,_ Pt. ii., Line 21.

Even children follow'd with endearing wile, And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile. 1742 GOLDSMITH: _Des. Village,_ Line 183.

=Smoke.=

I knew, by the smoke that so gracefully curl'd Above the green elms, that a cottage was near. 1743 MOORE: _Ballad Stanzas._

=Snail.=

The snail, whose tender horns being hit, Shrinks backward in his shelly cave with pain, And there, all smother'd up in shade, doth sit, Long after fearing to creep forth again. 1744 SHAKS.: _Venus and A.,_ Line 1033.

=Snake.=

We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it; She'll close, and be herself; whilst our poor malice Remains in danger of her former tooth. 1745 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

=Snow.=

Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? 1746 SHAKS.: _Richard II.,_ Act i., Sc. 3

A cheer for the snow--the drifting snow; Smoother and purer than Beauty's brow; The creature of thought scarce likes to tread On the delicate carpet so richly spread. 1747 ELIZA COOK: _Snow._

Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven. 1748 EMERSON: _The Snow-Storm._

=Snow-Drop.=

The snow-drop, who, in habit white and plain, Comes on, the herald of fair Flora's train. 1749 CHURCHILL: _Gotham,_ Bk. i., Line 245.

=Snuff.=

When they talked of their Raphaels, Correggios, and stuff, He shifted his trumpet and only took snuff. 1750 GOLDSMITH: _Retaliation,_ Line 145.

Lady, accept the gift a hero wore In spite of all this elegiac stuff; Let not seven stanzas written by a bore Prevent your ladyship from taking snuff. 1751 BYRON: _Lines to Lady Holland._

=Society.=

Man in society is like a flower Blown in its native bed; 't is there alone His faculties expanded in full bloom Shine out; there only reach their proper use. 1752 COWPER: _Task,_ Bk. iv., Line 659.

Society became my glittering bride, And airy hopes my children. 1753 WORDSWORTH: _Excursion,_ Bk. iii.

=Soldier.=

A soldier; Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. 1754 SHAKS.: _As You Like It,_ Act ii., Sc. 7.

And but for these vile guns, He would himself have been a soldier. 1755 SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

The broken soldier, kindly bade to stay, Sat by his fire, and talk'd the night away; Wept o'er his wounds, or, tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won. 1756 GOLDSMITH: _Des. Village,_ Line 155.

How shall we rank thee upon glory's page, Thou more than soldier, and just less than sage? 1757 MOORE: _To Thomas Hume._

=Solitude.=

Solitude sometimes is best society, And short retirement urges sweet return. 1758 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ix., Line 249.

O solitude! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place. 1759 COWPER: _Verses supposed to be written by Alex. Selkirk,_ St. 1.

Man dwells apart, though not alone, He walks among his peers unread; The best of thoughts which he hath known, For lack of listeners are not said. 1760 JEAN INGELOW: _Afternoon at a Parsonage, Afterthought._

It was a wild and lonely ride. Save the hid loon's mocking cry, Or marmot on the mountain side, The earth was silent as the sky. 1761 HAMLIN GARLAND: _The Long Trail._

=Son.=

Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand, No son of mine succeeding. 1762 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

The booby father craves a booby son, And by Heaven's blessing thinks himself undone. 1763 YOUNG: _Love of Fame,_ Satire ii., Line 165.

=Song.=

And heaven had wanted one immortal song. 1764 DRYDEN: _Absalom and Achitophel,_ Pt. i., Line 197.

That not in fancy's maze he wander'd long, But stoop'd to truth, and moraliz'd his song. 1765 POPE: _Prologue to the Satires,_ Line 340.

For dear to gods and men is sacred song. Self-taught I sing; by Heaven, and Heaven alone, The genuine seeds of poesy are sown. 1766 POPE: _Odyssey,_ Bk. xxii., Line 382.

=Sonnet.=

Scorn not the sonnet. Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honors; with this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart. 1767 WORDSWORTH: _Scorn not the Sonnet._

=Sorrow.=

Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break. 1768 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

One sorrow never comes, but brings an heir, That may succeed as his inheritor. 1769 SHAKS.: _Pericles,_ Act i., Sc. 4.

Nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow. 1770 BAILEY: _Festus,_ Sc. _Home._

This is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things. 1771 TENNYSON: _Locksley Hall,_ St. 38.

=Soul.=

But whither went his soul, let such relate Who search the secrets of the future state. 1772 DRYDEN: _Palamon and Arcite,_ Bk. iii., Line 2120.

It is the Soul's prerogative, its fate To shape the outward to its own estate. 1773 R.H. DANA: _Thoughts on the Soul._

The gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul. 1774 WORDSWORTH: _Laodamia._

=Sound.=

'T is not enough no harshness gives offence,-- The sound must seem an echo to the sense. 1775 POPE: _E. on Criticism,_ Pt. ii., Line 162.

=Spain.=

Fair land! of chivalry the old domain, Land of the vine and olive, lovely Spain! 1776 MRS. HEMANS: _Abencerrage,_ Canto ii., Line 1.

=Spear.=

His spear, to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills to be the mast Of some great ammiral were but a wand. 1777 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. i., Line 292.

=Speech.=

Rude am I in my speech And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace. 1778 SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

Speech is but broken light upon the depth Of the unspoken; even your loved words Float in the larger meaning of your voice As something dimmer. 1779 GEORGE ELIOT: _Spanish Gypsy,_ Bk. 1.

=Spenser.=

Nor shall my verse that elder bard forget, The gentle Spenser, fancy's pleasing son; Who, like a copious river, poured his song O'er all the mazes of enchanted ground. 1780 THOMSON: _Seasons, Summer,_ Line 1574.

=Spires.=

Ye swelling hills and spacious plains! Besprent from shore to shore with steeple towers, And spires whose "silent finger points to heaven." 1781 WORDSWORTH: _Excursion,_ Bk. vi., Line 17.

=Spirits.=

I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Why, so can I; or so can any man: But will they come, when you do call for them? 1782 SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep. 1783 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. iv., Line 677.

=Splendor.=

Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower. 1784 WORDSWORTH: _Intimations of Immortality,_ St. 10.

=Sport.=

Thick around Thunders the sport of those, who with the gun And dog, impatient bounding at the shot, Worse than the season desolate the fields. 1785 THOMSON: _Seasons, Winter,_ Line 788.

=Spring.=

In the spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove; In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love. 1786 TENNYSON: _Locksley Hall,_ Line 19.

Come, gentle Spring, ethereal mildness, come; And from the bosom of your dropping cloud, While music wakes around, veiled in a shower Of shadowing roses, on our plains descend. 1787 THOMSON: _Seasons, Spring,_ Line 1.

"Come, gentle Spring! ethereal mildness, come!"-- Oh! Thomson, void of rhyme as well as reason, How could'st thou thus poor human nature hum? There 's no such season. 1788 HOOD: _Spring._

=Stage.=

All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players, They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. 1789 SHAKS.: _As You Like It,_ Act ii., Sc. 7.

=Stars.=

Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere. 1790 SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act v., Sc. 4.

The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number! 1791 HERRICK: _Aph. Night Piece, To Julia._

Ye stars! which are the poetry of Heaven, If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires,--'t is to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you. 1792 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iii., St. 88.

Now only here and there a little star Looks forth alone. 1793 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _The Constellations._

=State.=

A thousand years scarce serve to form a state: An hour may lay it in the dust. 1794 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto ii., St. 84.

=Statesman.=

An honest statesman to a prince, Is like a cedar planted by a spring; The spring bathes the tree's root, the grateful tree Rewards it with his shadow. 1795 WEBSTER: _Duchess of Malfi,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

=Steed.=

Hurrah, hurrah for Sheridan! Hurrah, hurrah for horse and man! And when their statues are placed on high, Under the dome of the Union sky,-- The American soldier's Temple of Fame,-- There with the glorious General's name Be it said in letters both bold and bright: "Here is the steed that saved the day By carrying Sheridan into the fight, From Winchester,--twenty miles away!" 1796 THOMAS BUCHANAN READ: _Sheridan's Ride._

=Stones.=

Put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny. 1797 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

=Storms.=

We often see, against some storm, A silence in the heavens, the rack stand still, The bold winds speechless, and the orb below As hush as death. 1798 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm. 1799 COWPER: _Light Shining out of Darkness._

Nail to the mast her holy flag, Set every threadbare sail, And give her to the god of storms, The lightning and the gale! 1800 OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES: _Old Ironsides._

=Story.=

Her father loved me; oft invited me; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortune, That I have passed. 1801 SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

She thank'd me, And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. 1802 SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

=Strangers.=

By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd, By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd, By strangers honored, and by strangers mourn'd. 1803 POPE: _To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady,_ Line 51.

=Streets.=

The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets. 1804 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

=Strength.=

O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant. 1805 SHAKS.: _M. for M.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

To be strong Is to be happy! 1806 LONGFELLOW: _Christus, Golden Legend,_ Pt. ii.

=Strife.=

No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,-- The past unsighed for, and the future sure. 1807 WORDSWORTH: _Laodamia._

=Striving.=

How far your eyes may pierce I cannot tell; Striving to better, oft we mar what's well. 1808 SHAKS.: _King Lear,_ Act i., Sc. 4.

=Study.=

Study is like the heaven's glorious sun, That will not be deep-search'd with saucy looks; Small have continual plodders ever won, Save base authority from others' books. 1809 SHAKS.: _Love's L. Lost,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

If not to some peculiar end design'd Study 's the specious trifling of the mind, Or is at best a secondary aim, A chase for sport alone, and not for game. 1810 YOUNG: _Love of Fame,_ Satire ii., Line 67.

=Style.=

The lives of trees lie only in the barks, And in their styles the wit of greatest clerks. 1811 BUTLER: _Sat. on Abuse of Human Learning,_ Line 211.

=Success.=

Didst thou never hear That things ill got had ever bad success? 1812 SHAKS.: _3 Henry VI.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

Life lives only in success. 1813 BAYARD TAYLOR: _Amran's Wooing,_ St. 5.

'Tis not in mortals to command success; But we'll do more, Sempronius--we'll deserve it. 1814 ADDISON: _Cato,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

=Suffering.=

Yet tears to human suffering are due; And mortal hopes defeated and o'erthrown Are mourned by man, and not by man alone. 1815 WORDSWORTH: _Laodamia._

=Suicide.=

Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life Cuts off so many years of fearing death. 1816 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

--He That kills himself to avoid misery, fears it; And at the best shows but a bastard valor. 1817 MASSINGER: _Maid of Honor,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

=Summer.=

Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all except their sun is set. 1818 Byron: _Don Juan,_ Canto iii., St. 86. 1.

It is a sultry day; the sun has drunk The dew that lay upon the morning grass; There is no rustling in the lofty elm That canopies my dwelling, and its shade Scarce cools me. All is silent, save the faint And interrupted murmur of the bee, Settling on the sick flowers, and then again Instantly on the wing. 1819 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _Summer Wind._

=Sun.=

The glorious sun, Stays in his course, and plays the alchemist; Turning, with splendor of his precious eye, The meagre cloddy earth to glittering gold. 1820 SHAKS.: _King John,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

Busy old fool, unruly sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows and through curtains call on us? 1821 JOHN DONNE: _The Sun-Rising._

My own hope is, a sun will pierce The thickest cloud earth ever stretched. 1822 ROBERT BROWNING: _Apparent Failure,_ vii.

=Sunflower.=

Light enchanted sunflower, thou Who gazest ever true and tender On the sun's revolving splendor! * * * * * Restless sunflowers, cease to move. 1823 SHELLEY: _Tr. of "Magico Prodigioso" of Calderon,_ Sc. 3.

The heart that has truly lov'd never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close, As the sunflower turns on her god when he sets The same look which she turn'd when he rose. 1824 MOORE: _Believe Me, If all Those Endearing Young Charms._

Miles and miles of gold and green Where the sunflowers blow In a solid glow. 1825 ROBERT BROWNING: _Lovers' Quarrel,_ St. 6.

Unloved, the sunflower, shining fair, Ray round with flames her disk of seed. 1826 TENNYSON: _In Memoriam,_ Pt. ci., St. 2.

=Sunrise.=

When from the opening chambers of the east The morning springs in thousand liveries drest, The early larks their morning tribute pay, And, in shrill notes, salute the blooming day. 1827 THOMSON: _The Morning in the Country._

'Tis morn. Behold the kingly Day now leaps The eastern wall of earth with sword in hand, Clad in a flowing robe of mellow light. Like to a king that has regain'd his throne, He warms his drooping subjects into joy, That rise rejoiced to do him fealty, And rules with pomp the universal world. 1828 JOAQUIN MILLER: _Ina,_ Sc. 2.

=Sunset.=

The weary sun hath made a golden set, And, by the bright track of his fiery car, Gives token of a goodly day to-morrow. 1829 SHAKS.: _Richard III.,_ Act v., Sc. 3.

O the wondrous golden sunset of the blest October day. 1830 JULIA C.R. DORR: _Margery Grey,_ St. 24.

The descending sun Seems to caress the city that he loves, And crowns it with the aureole of a saint. 1831 LONGFELLOW: _Michael Angelo,_ Pt. i., 2.

The sun is going down, And I must see the glory from the hill. 1832 GEORGE ELIOT: _Agatha._

=Sunshine.=

See the gold sunshine patching, And streaming and streaking across The gray-green oaks; and catching, By its soft brown beard, the moss. 1833 BAILEY: _Festus,_ Sc. _The Surface._

As sunshine broken in the rill, Though turned astray, is sunshine still. 1834 MOORE: _The Fire-Worshippers._

=Surfeit.=

As surfeit is the father of much fast, So every scope, by the immoderate use, Turns to restraint. 1835 SHAKS.: _M. for M.,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

=Surprise.=

The fool of nature stood with stupid eyes And gaping mouth, that testified surprise. 1836 DRYDEN: _Cymon and Iphigenia,_ Line 41.

=Suspense.=

For thee the fates, severely kind, ordain A cool suspense, from pleasure and from pain. 1837 POPE: _Eloisa to A.,_ Line 249.

=Suspicion.=

Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; The thief doth fear each bush an officer. 1838 SHAKS.: _3 Henry VI.,_ Act v., Sc. 6.

=Swallow.=

When Autumn scatters his departing gleams, Warned of approaching Winter, gathered, play The swallow-people; and tossed wide around O'er the calm sky, in convolution swift, The feathered eddy floats; rejoicing once, Ere to their wintry slumbers they retire. 1839 THOMSON: _Seasons, Autumn,_ Line 836.

=Swans.=

The swan, with arched neck Between her white wings mantling proudly, rows Her state with oary feet. 1840 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. vii., Line 438.

=Swearing.=

And being thus frighted swears a prayer or two And sleeps again. 1841 SHAKS.: _Rom. and Jul.,_ Act i., Sc. 4.

Take not His name, who made thy mouth, in vain; It gets thee nothing, and hath no excuse. 1842 HERBERT: _Temple, Church Porch,_ St. 10.

=Sweetness.=

Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour. 1843 SHAKS.: _Richard II.,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out. 1844 MILTON: _L'Allegro,_ Line 135.

=Swiftness.=

I go, I go; look how I go; Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow. 1845 SHAKS.: _Mid. N. Dream,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

His golden locks time hath to silver turned; O time too swift! O swiftness never ceasing! 1846 GEORGE PEELE: _Sonnet, Polyhymnia._

=Swimming.=

How many a time have I Cloven with arm still lustier, breast more daring, The wave all roughen'd; with a swimmer's stroke Flinging the billows back from my drench'd hair, And laughing from my lip the audacious brine, Which kiss'd it like a wine-cup, rising o'er The waves as they arose, and prouder still The loftier they uplifted me. 1847 BYRON: _Two Foscari,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

=Sword.=

Full bravely hast thou fleshed Thy maiden sword. 1848 SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act v., Sc. 4.

Chase brave employment with a naked sword Throughout the world. 1849 HERBERT: _The Church Porch._

=Sympathy.=

Thou hast given me, in this beauteous face, A world of earthly blessings to my soul, If sympathy of love unite our thoughts. 1850 SHAKS.: _2 Henry VI.,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

There's nought in this bad world like sympathy: 'Tis so becoming to the soul and face-- Sets to soft music the harmonious sigh, And robes sweet friendship in a Brussels lace. 1851 BYRON: _Don Juan,_ Canto xiv., St. 47.

=Synods.=

Synods are mystical bear-gardens, Where elders, deputies, church-wardens, And other members of the court, Manage the Babylonish sport. 1852 BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. i., Canto iii., Line 1095.

==T.==

=Tale.=

Who so shall telle a tale after a man, He moste reherse, as neighe as ever he can, Everich word, if it be in his charge, All speke he never so rudely and so large. 1853 CHAUCER: _Canterbury Tales, Prologue,_ Line 733.

But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul. 1854 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 5.

I will a round unvarnish'd tale deliver Of my whole course of love. 1855 SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

Meet me by moonlight alone, And then I will tell you a tale Must be told by the moonlight alone, In the grove at the end of the vale! 1856 J.A. WADE: _Meet Me by Moonlight._

=Talk.=

We will not stand to prate; Talkers are no good doers; be assured We go to use our hands, and not our tongues. 1857 SHAKS.: _Richard III.,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

But still his tongue ran on, the less Of weight it bore, with greater ease And with its everlasting clack, Set all men's ears upon the rack. 1858 BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. iii., Canto ii., Line 443.

They always talk who never think. 1859 PRIOR: _Upon this Passage in the Scaligeriana._

Where Nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind. 1860 YOUNG: _Love of Fame,_ Satire ii., Line 207.

It would talk,-- Lord! how it talked! 1861 BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER: _Scornful Lady,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

=Tasso.=

Tasso is their glory and their shame. Hark to his strain! and then survey his cell! And see how dearly earn'd Torquato's fame, And where Alfonso bade his poet dwell. 1862 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iv., St. 36.

=Taste.=

Talk what you will of taste, my friend, you'll find Two of a face as soon as of a mind. 1863 POPE: Satire vi., Line 268.

Good native Taste, tho' rude, is seldom wrong, Be it in music, painting, or in song: But this, as well as other faculties, Improves with age and ripens by degrees. 1864 ARMSTRONG: _Taste,_ Line 26

Such and so various are the tastes of men. 1865 AKENSIDE: _Pl. of the Imagination,_ Bk. iii., Line 567.

=Taxation.=

By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash, By any indirection. 1866 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

Who nothing has to lose, the war bewails; And he who nothing pays, at taxes rails. 1867 CONGREVE: _Epis. to Sir Richard Temple. Of Pleasing,_ Line 17.

=Tea.=

For her own breakfast she'll project a scheme, Nor take her tea without a stratagem. 1868 YOUNG: _Love of Fame,_ Satire vi., Line 190.

=Teaching.=

I have labored, And with no little study, that my teaching And the strong course of my authority Might go one way. 1869 SHAKS.: _Henry VIII.,_ Act v., Sc. 2.

=Tears.=

The big round tears Cours'd one another down his innocent nose In piteous chase. 1870 SHAKS.: _As You Like It,_ Act ii., Sc. 1.

Then fresh tears Stood on her cheeks, as doth the honey-dew Upon a gather'd lily almost wither'd. 1871 SHAKS.: _Titus And.,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

Our present tears here, not our present laughter, Are but the handsells of our joys hereafter. 1872 HERRICK: _Noble Numbers, Tears._

Thrice he assay'd, and thrice in spite of scorn, Tears, such as angels weep, burst forth. 1873 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. i., Line 619.

A child will weep a bramble's smart, A maid to see her sparrow part, A stripling for a woman's heart: But woe awaits a country, when She sees the tears of bearded men. 1874 SCOTT: _Marmion,_ Canto v., St. 16.

To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears. 1875 WORDSWORTH: _Intimations of Immortality._

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. 1876 TENNYSON: _The Princess,_ Pt. iv., Line 21.

Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile. 1877 CAMPBELL: _Pl. of Hope,_ Pt. i., Line 180.

Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day; Love and tears for the Blue, Tears and love for the Gray. 1878 FRANCIS M. FINCH: _The Blue and the Gray._

=Temper.=

Ye gods, it doth amaze me A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world And bear the palm alone. 1879 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

=Temperance.=

Temp'rate in every place,--abroad, at home. Thence will applause, and hence will profit come; And health from either--he in time prepares For sickness, age, and their attendant cares. 1880 CRABBE: _The Borough,_ Letter xvii., Line 198.

=Tempests.=

The southern wind Doth play the trumpet to his purposes; And, by his hollow whistling in the leaves, Foretells a tempest and a blustering day. 1881 SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

Suddeine they see from midst of all the maine The surging waters like a mountaine rise, And the great sea puft up with proud disdaine, To swell above the measure of his guise, As threatning to devoure all that his powre despise. 1882 SPENSER: _Faerie Queene,_ Bk. ii., Canto xii., St. 21.

From cloud to cloud the rending lightnings rage; Till, in the furious elemental war Dissolv'd, the whole precipitated mass, Unbroken floods and solid torrents pours. 1883 THOMSON: _Seasons, Summer,_ Line 799.

The sky Is overcast, and musters muttering thunder, In clouds that seem approaching fast, and show In forked flashes a commanding tempest. 1884 BYRON: _Sardanapalus,_ Act ii., Sc. 1.

=Temptation.=

Oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths; Win us with honest trifles, to betray us In deepest consequence. 1885 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

'Tis the temptation of the devil That makes all human actions evil; For saints may do the same things by The spirit, in sincerity, Which other men are tempted to, And at the devil's instance do: And yet the actions be contrary, Just as the saints and wicked vary. 1886 BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. ii., Canto ii., Line 233.

Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives whom we call dead. 1887 LONGFELLOW: _Resignation_

=Tenderness.=

Higher than the perfect song For which love longeth, Is the tender fear of wrong, That never wrongeth. 1888 BAYARD TAYLOR: _Improvisations,_ Pt. v.

=Tents.=

Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, And as silently steal away. 1889 LONGFELLOW: _The Day is Done._

=Terror.=

There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats. 1890 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

=Test.=

Bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word. 1891 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iii., Sc. 4.

=Text.=

And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. 1892 GRAY: _Elegy,_ St. 21.

=Thankfulness.=

The poorest service is repaid with thanks. 1893 SHAKS.: _Tam. of the S.,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

Thanks to men Of noble minds, is honorable meed. 1894 SHAKS.: _Titus And.,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

=Theatre.=

As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious. 1895 SHAKS.: _Richard II.,_ Act v., Sc. 5.

=Thief.=

The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief. 1896 SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

=Thirst.=

That panting thirst, which scorches in the breath Of those that die the soldier's fiery death, In vain impels the burning mouth to crave One drop--the last--to cool it for the grave. 1897 BYRON: _Lara,_ Canto ii., St. 16.

=Thorn.=

Why are we fond of toil and care? Why choose the rankling thorn to wear? 1898 J.M. USTERI: _Life let us Cherish._

=Thought.=

Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own. 1899 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

Thought alone is eternal. 1900 OWEN MEREDITH: _Lucile,_ Pt. ii., Canto v., St. 16.

No thought which ever stirred A human breast should be untold. 1901 ROBERT BROWNING: _Paracelsus,_ Sc. 2.

Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech. 1902 TENNYSON: _In Memoriam,_ Pt. xxiii., St. 4.

Thought is deeper than all speech, Feeling deeper than all thought; Souls to souls can never teach What unto themselves was taught. 1903 CHRISTOPHER P. CRANCH: _Stanzas._

=Thread.=

Sewing at once a double thread, A shroud as well as a shirt. 1904 HOOD: _Song of the Shirt._

=Threats.=

If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak, And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters. 1905 SHAKS.: _Tempest,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

Back to thy punishment, False fugitive, and to thy speed add wings, Lest with a whip of scorpions I pursue Thy ling'ring. 1906 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 699.

=Thrift.=

Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral baked meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables. 1907 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

=Throne.=

High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind. 1908 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 1.

=Thunder.=

And threat'ning France, plac'd like a painted Jove, Kept idle thunder in his lifted hand. 1909 DRYDEN: _Annus Mirabilis,_ St. 39.

Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among, Leaps the live thunder. 1910 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iii., St. 92.

=Tide.=

Even at the turning o' the tide. 1911 SHAKS.: _Henry V.,_ Act ii., Sc. 3.

There is a tide in the affairs of men Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. 1912 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

=Time.=

I wasted time, and now doth time waste me. 1913 SHAKS.: _Richard II.,_ Act v., Sc. 5.

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles to-day, To-morrow will be dying. 1914 HERRICK: _To Virgins to Make Much of Time._

Threefold the stride of Time, from first to last! Loitering slow, the FUTURE creepeth-- Arrow-swift, the PRESENT sweepeth-- And motionless forever stands the PAST. 1915 SCHILLER: _Sentences of Confucius, Time._

=Tithes.=

This priest he merry is and blithe Three quarters of a year, But oh! it cuts him like a scythe, When tithing-time draws near. 1916 COWPER: _Yearly Distress,_ St. 2.

=Titles.=

We all are soldiers, and all venture lives; And where there is no difference in men's worth, Titles are jests. 1917 BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER: _King or No King,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

Titles are marks of honest men and wise; The fool or knave that wears a title, lies. 1918 YOUNG: _Love of Fame,_ Satire i., Line 137.

=Toad.=

Squat like a toad, close at the ear of Eve. 1919 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. iv., Line 800.

=Tobacco.=

Sublime tobacco! which from east to west Cheers the tar's labor or the Turkman's rest. 1920 BYRON: _The Island,_ Canto ii., St. 19.

=To-day.=

Happy the man and happy he alone, He who can call to-day his own. 1921 DRYDEN: _Im. of Horace,_ Bk. iii., Ode 29, Line 65.

Our cares are all To-day, our joys are all To-day; And in one little word, our life, what is it but--To-day? 1922 TUPPER: _Proverbial Phil. of To-day_

=Toil.=

No man is born into the world whose work Is not born with him. There is always work, And tools to work withal, for those who will; And blessed are the horny hands of toil. 1923 JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL: _A Glance Behind the Curtain._

_Tomb._

E'en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. 1924 GRAY: _Elegy,_ St. 23.

=To-morrow.=

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. 1925 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act v., Sc. 5.

Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, To-morrow's sun on thee may never rise. 1926 CONGREVE: _Letter to Cobham._

To-morrow comes and we are where? Then let us live to-day. 1927 SCHILLER: _The Victory Feast,_ St. 13.

Where art thou, beloved To-morrow? Whom young and old, and strong and weak, Rich and poor, through joy and sorrow, Thy sweet smiles we ever seek-- In thy place--ah! well-a-day! We find the thing we fled--To-day. 1928 SHELLEY: _To-morrow._

=Tongue.=

While thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head. 1929 SHAKS.: _Tempest,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning. 1930 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

Sacred interpreter of human thought, How few respect or use thee as they ought! But all shall give account of every wrong, Who dare dishonor or defile the tongue. 1931 COWPER: _Conversation,_ Line 23.

=Tools.=

For all a rhetorician's rules Teach nothing but to name his tools. 1932 BUTLER: _Hudibras,_ Pt. i., Canto i., Line 89.

=Toothache.=

There was never yet philosopher That could endure the toothache patiently. 1933 SHAKS.: _Much Ado,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

=Torrent.=

So the loud torrent and the whirlwind's roar But bind him to his native mountains more. 1934 GOLDSMITH: _Traveller,_ Line 217.

=Torture.=

The hell of waters! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture. 1935 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iv., St. 69.

=Towers.=

Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in tufted trees. 1936 MILTON: _L'Allegro,_ Line 75.

=Town.=

God made the country, and man made the town. 1937 COWPER: _Task,_ Bk i., Line 749.

=Toys.=

Seeks painted trifles and fantastic toys, And eagerly pursues imaginary joys. 1938 AKENSIDE: _Virtuoso,_ St. 10.

=Trade.=

But times are alter'd; trade's unfeeling train Usurp the land, and dispossess the swain; Along the lawn, where scatter'd hamlets rose, Unwieldy wealth and cumbrous pomp repose. 1939 GOLDSMITH: _Des. Village,_ Line 63.

Trade's proud empire hastes to swift decay. 1940 DR. JOHNSON: _Line added to Goldsmith's Des. Village._

=Tranquillity.=

Like ships that have gone down at sea When heaven was all tranquillity. 1941 MOORE: _Lalla Rookh, The Light of the Harem._

=Traveller--Travelling.=

Now spurs the lated traveller apace To gain the timely inn. 1942 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act iii., Sc. 3.

When I was at home, I was in a better place; But travellers must be content. 1943 SHAKS.: _As You Like It,_ Act ii., Sc. 4.

In travelling I shape myself betimes to idleness And take fools' pleasures.... 1944 GEORGE ELIOT: _Spanish Gypsy,_ Bk. i.

=Treason.=

Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. 1945 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

So Judas kiss'd his master, And cried--All hail! when as he meant--all harm. 1946 SHAKS.: _3 Henry VI.,_ Act v., Sc. 7.

Treason doth never prosper: what's the reason? Why, if it prosper, none dare call it treason. 1947 SIR JOHN HARRINGTON: _Epigrams,_ Bk. iv., Epigram 5.

Treason is not own'd when 'tis descried; Successful crimes alone are justified. 1948 DRYDEN: _Medals,_ Line 207.

=Treasure.=

The unsunn'd heaps Of miser's treasure. 1949 MILTON: _Comus,_ Line 398.

=Trees.=

Trees can smile in light at the sinking sun Just as the storm comes, as a girl would look On a departing lover--most serene. 1950 ROBERT BROWNING: _Pauline,_ Line 726.

The groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them. 1951 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _Forest Hymn._

Sure thou didst flourish once! and many springs, Many bright mornings, much dew, many showers, Passed o'er thy head; many light hearts and wings, Which now are dead, lodg'd in thy living bowers. 1952 HENRY VAUGHAN: _The Timber._

A brotherhood of venerable trees. 1953 WORDSWORTH: _Sonnet composed at ---- Castle._

=Trial.=

We learn through trial. 1954 MARGARET J. PRESTON: _Attainment,_ St. 7.

=Trifles.=

Since trifles make the sum of human things, And half our misery from our foibles springs. 1955 HANNAH MORE: _Sensibility._

Think nought a trifle, though it small appear; Small sands the mountain, moments make the year; And trifles life. 1956 YOUNG: _Love of Fame,_ Satire vi., Line 193.

=Triumph.=

Why comes temptation, but for man to meet And master, and make crouch beneath his foot, And so be pedestaled in triumph? 1957 ROBERT BROWNING: _The Ring and the Book,_ Line 1185.

=Trouble.=

Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 1958 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The stings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them. 1959 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

=Truth.=

Truth is the highest thing that man may keep. 1960 CHAUCER: _The Frankeleines Tale,_ Line 11789.

O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil. 1961 SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

Truth crushed to earth shall rise again: The eternal years of God are hers. 1962 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _The Battle-field._

Dare to be true. Nothing can need a lie; A fault, which needs it most, grows two thereby. 1963 HERBERT: _Temple, Church Porch,_ St. 13.

Truth has such a face and such a mien, As to be lov'd, needs only to be seen. 1964 DRYDEN: _Hind and Panther,_ Pt. i., Line 33.