194 DETRACTION - DINNER - DISAPPOINTMENT. All the soul Of man is resolution, which expires Never, from valiant men, till their last breath; Entice the sun CHAPMAN. From his ecliptic line-he shall obey Your beck, and wander from his sphere, ere I Men make resolves, and pass into decrees BARON CHURCHILL DETRACTION.-(See CALUMNY.) DINNER. (See APPETITE.) DISAPPOINTMENT. My May of life Is fallen in the sere, the yellow leaf; I must not look to have, but, in their stead, Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour. SHAKSPEARE. SHAKSPEARE. DISAPPOINTMENT. While in the dark on thy soft hand I hung, What flames, what darts, what anguish I endur❜d! From MARTIAL Impell'd with steps unceasing to pursue Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies. 195 GOLDSMITH'S Traveller. Those high-built hopes that crush us by their fall. Successful love may sate itself away, The wretched are the faithful; 't is their fate, CAMPBELL BYRON's Lament of Tasso. Thus ever fade my fairy dreams of bliss. BYRON'S Corsair. I loved her well; I would have loved her better, BYRON'S Heaven and Earth. O! ever thus from childhood's hour, I never lov'd a tree or flower, But 't was the first to fade away! MOORE'S Lalla Rookh. Oh! that a dream so sweet, so long enjoy'd, The hopes my soul had cherish'd Have wither'd one by one, MOORE'S Lalia Rookh And, tho' life's flowers have perish'd, 196 DISAPPOINTMENT Such gather'd dust, when they had hop'd to see A mockery-a harvest of despair. W. C. LonUE I will love her no more-it is heathenish thus To bow to an idol that bends not to us; C. F. HOFFman. Hope, cheated too often when life's in its spring, To brood o'er the havoc that passion has made. I knew not how I lov'd thee-no! I knew it not till all was o'er Until thy lip had told me so— Had told me I must love no more! The conflict is over-the struggle is past, C. F. HOFFMAN. C. F. HOFFMAN. I have look'd-I have lov'd-I have worshipp'd my last; And life hath hereafter not one to betray. C. F. HOFFman. Ay, such is man's philosophy when woman is untrue, Oh! I am sick of this dark world, My heart, my best affections blighted, My sails of joy for ever furl'd, My dawning hopes so soon benighted. J H. McILVANI DISAPPOINTMENT. The blighted prospects of an anxious life. CHARLES SPRAGUE 197 We have cherish'd fair hopes, we have plotted brave schemes We have liv'd till we find them illusive as dreams; My words may breathe the very soul of lightness; EPES SARGENT. The best enjoyment is half disappointment BAILEY'S Festus. These were our hopes, but all our hopes are fled. Not every flower that blossoms Diffuses sweets around; Not every scene hope gilds with light MRS. S. J. HALE. But it is past-bright, transient gleam As poison will sometimes cure poison. J. T. WATSON. J. T. WATSON. DISCONTENT.-(See CONTENTMENT.) By medicines life may be prolong'd, yet death About his shelves, SHAKSPEARE. A beggarly account of empty boxes, Green earthen pots, bladders, and musty seeds, Out, ye impostors ! SHAKSPEARE. Quack-salving, cheating mountebanks—your skill They are Made of all terms and shreds; no less beliers MASSINGER Of great men's favours, than their own vile med'cines, Selling that drug for two pence, ere they part, For men are brought to worse distresses, BEN JONSON, BUTLER'S Hudibras, |