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ANGER - TEMPER-RAGE.
And to be wroth with one we love,
CUMBERLAND's Menander And her brow clear’d, but not her troubled eye; The wind was down, but still the sea ran high.
Byron's Don Juan Patience !-Hence—that word was made For brutes of burden, not for birds of prey; Preach it to mortals of a dust like thine,I am not of thine order.
Byron's Manfred. All furious as a favour'd child Balk'd of its wish; or, fiercer still, A woman piqued, who has her will.
Byron's Mazeppa. For his was not that blind, capricious rage, A word can kindle and a word assuage ; But the deep working of a soul unmix'd With aught of pity, where its wrath had fix'd.
Byron's Lara. His brow was like the deep when tempest-tost.
Byron's Vision of Judgment. Foil'd, bleeding, breathless, furious to the last.
BYRON's Childe Harold. The ocean lash'd to fury loud, Its high waves mingling with the cloud, Is peaceful, sweet serenity To anger's dark and troubled sea.
J. W. EASTBURNE At this she bristled up with ireHer bosom heav'd-her eye glanc'd fire; The blush that late suffus'd her face, To deeper crimson now gave place ;
ANIMAL-BEAST - BRUTE.
Those eyes, that late were tright with joy,
J. T. WATSUN.
ANIMAL-BEAST -- BRUTE.
But they do want the quick discerning power,
Which doth in man the erring sense correct ;
Davies' Immortality of the Soul.
Gay's Rural Sports.
ANIMAL-BEAST - BRUTE.
And, like a gentleman caress'd,
SOMERVILE's Chase Of all the brutes by nature form’d, The artful beaver best can bear the want Of vital air ; yet, 'neath the whelming tide, He lives not long; but respiration needs At proper intervals.
Let cavillers deny
The snappish cur Close at my heel with yelping treble flies.
Pope. The hare, timorous of heart, and hard beset By death in various forms, dark snares, and dogs, And more unpitying man.
THOMSON's Seasons. And, scorning all the taming arts of man, The keen hyena, fellest of the fell.
THOMsoN's Seasons The lively, shining leopard, speckled o'er With many a spot, the beauty of the waste.
He stands at bay
The tiger darting fierce,
Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound,
'Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark
BYRON's Don Juan
W. C. BRYANT
They say he sits
What toil did honest Curio take,
PRIOR APPAREL - DRESS - FASHION.
He shows, on holidays, a sacred pin,
Young's Love of Fame.
Dr. Wolcot's Peter Pinda..
APPAREL - DRESS -- FASHION.
Her snowy breast was bare to ready spoil
SPENSER's Fairy Queen.
SHAKSPEARE. Drew from the deep Charybdis of his coat What seem'd a handkerchief, and forthwith blew His vocal nose.
SHAKSPEARE Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy; For the apparel oft proclaims the man.
SHAKSPEARE The fashion Poth wear out more apparel than the man.
SHAKSPEARE It is the mind that makes the body rich ; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. What! is the jay more precious than the lark,