THOMAS SOUTHERN. 1659-1746. Oroonoka. Act ii. Sc. 1. Pity's akin to love. DANIEL DEFOE. 1661-1731. The True-Born Englishman. Part i. Line 1. Wherever God erects a house of prayer,' LOUIS THEOBALD. 1744. The Double Falsehood. None but himself can be his parallel.18 *No sooner is a Temple built to God, but the Devil builds a Chapel hard by. Jacula Prudentum. GEORGE HERBERT. Where God hath a Temple the Devil will have a Chapel. Burton's Anatomy of Melancholy. Pt. 3. Sec. iv. M. 1. Subs. 1 MATTHEW PRIOR. 1664-1721. An English Padlock. Be to her virtues very kind; Be to her faults a little blind. Henry and Emma. That air and harmony of shape express, The Thief and the Cordelier. Now fitted the halter, now traversed the cart, Epilogue to Lucius. And the gray mare will prove the better horse.* Imitations of Horace. Of two evils I have chose the least. Epitaph on Himself. Here lies what once was Matthew Prior;14 The son of Adam and of Eve: Can Bourbon or Nassau claim higher? The graye mare will be the better horse. The Marriage of Wit and Science, 1569. See also Hudibras, Part ii. Canto ii. line 698. Mr. Macaulay thinks that this proverb originated in the preference generally given to the gray mares of Flanders over the finest coach-horses of England. History of England, Vol. I. Ch. 3. Ode in Imitation of Horace. B. iii. Od. 2. And virtue is her own reward. Solomon on the Vanity of the World. Part ii. Abra was ready ere I called her name; To the Hon. Charles Montague. Our hopes, like tow'ring falcons, aim COLLEY CIBBER. 1671-1757. Richard III. Act iv. Sc. 3. I've lately had two spiders. Crawling upon my startled hopes Now tho' thy friendly hand has brushed 'em from me, Yet still they crawl offensive to my eyes; I would have some kind friend to tread upon 'em. Act iv. Sc. 3. Off with his head! so much for Buckingham! Act v. Sc. 3. Richard is himself again! * Variations in a copy printed 1692. But all the pleasure of the game JOSEPH ADDISON. 1672-1719. CATO. Act i. Sc. 1. The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers, Act i. Sc. 1. Thy steady temper, Portius, Can look on guilt, rebellion, fraud, and Cæsar, Act i. Sc. 1. "Tis not in mortals to command success, But we 'll do more, Sempronius: we'll deserve it. Act i. Sc. 1. 'Tis pride, rank pride, and haughtiness of soul; I think the Romans call it Stoicism. Act i. Sc. 1. Were you with these, my prince, you'd soon forget The pale, unripened beauties of the North. Act ii. Sc. 1. My voice is still for war. Gods! can a Roman Senate long debate Which of the two to choose, slavery or death? Act iv. Sc. 1. The woman that deliberates is lost. Act iv. Sc. 2. When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, It must be so. Act v. Sc. 1. Plato, thou reasonest well. Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, 'Tis the Divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates Eternity to man. Act v. Sc. 1. I'm weary of conjectures. Act v. Sc. 1. My death and life, My bane and antidote, are both before me. Act v. Sc. 1. The soul secured in her existence, smiles Act v. Sc. 1. The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds. The Campaign. And, pleased th' Almighty's orders to perform, * This line has been frequently ascribed to Pope, as it is found in the Dunciad, book iii. line 261. |