All unbought champions in no princely cause Of vice-entail'd Corruption; they no land Making king's rights divine, by some Draconic clause. BYRON. MUCH at HOME. 186. O, that men should put an enemy in their mouths, to steal away their brains. Othello-Act 2, Sc. 3. MAKE an ENEMY. SHAKSPEARE. 187. Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep; And in his simple show he harbors treason. The fox barks not when he would steal the lamb. King Henry 6th, Second Part-Act 3, Sc. 1. SHAKSPEARE. That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain. Hamlet-Act 1, Sc. 5. SHAKSPEARE. An IDOL. 190. Energy of will is the soul of the intellect; wherever it is, there is life; where it is not, all is dullness, and despondency, and desolation. It is the great principle, the spring that sets the whole machinery in movement; the antagonist of Time, acted upon by him as a wheel is by a stream, only to be set at work, and so to achieve great ends, where the feebleness of an ordinary mind would have been swept away and carried downwards to perdition. In morals and in intellect, nothing is impossible to it. This energy of purpose, is the one great talent; other powers there are, but their office is chiefly to regulate our progression, or at most to accelerate it. Self-formation. CAPEL LOFT. 191. And such they are-and such they will be found. Not so Leonidas and Washington, Whose every battle-field is holy ground, Which breathes of nations saved, not worlds undone. While the mere victors may appall or stun BYRON. 192. -What I most prize in woman Is her affections, not her intellect ! The Spanish Student. LONGFELLOW. 193. An idler is a watch that wants both hands; As useless if it goes as when it stands. Retirement. Bolingbroke; afterwards King Henry 4th. COWPER. Disparked my parks, and felled my forest woods; A WITTY COMEDY. SHAKSPEARE 195. Delay leads impotent and snail-paced beggary : Then fiery expedition be my wing. King Richard 3rd-Act 4, Sc. 3. A NARROW ROOM. SHAKSPEARE. Lies in their purses; and whoso empties them, By so much fills their hearts with deadly hate. King Richard 2nd-Act 2, Sc. 2. A WEIGHTY CANNON. SHAKSPEARE 198. We should be pleased that things are so, Who do for nothing see the show. The Spleen. 199. Within this awful volume lies GREEN BYRON. 200. My task is done-my song hath ceased-my theme The spell should break of this protracted dream. Which in my spirit dwelt, is fluttering, faint, and low. Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been- He wore his sandal-shoon, and scallop-shell; ARTFUL BYRON. |