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DISEASE-HEALTH-PHYSICIAN.

13. That dire disease, whose ruthless power

Withers the beauty's transient flower.

14. Fever and pain, and pale, consumptive care.

GOLDSMITH.

GOLDSMITH.

15. The power of words, and soothing sounds, appease The raging pain, and lessen the disease.

16. And then the sigh, he would suppress, Of fainting nature's feebleness,

17.

More slowly drawn, grew less and less.

FRANCIS' Horace.

BYRON'S Prisoner of Chillon.

A cheek, whose bloom

Was as a mockery of the tomb,
Whose tints as gently sunk away
As a departing rainbow's ray.

BYRON'S Prisoner of Chillon.

BYRON.

18. Sickness sits cavern'd in his hollow eye.

19. Oh! there is sweetness in the mountain air,
And life, which bloated ease may never hope to share.

BYRON'S Childe Harold.

20. This is the way physicians mend or end us,
Secundem artem :-but although we sneer
In health-when sick, we call them to attend us,
Without the least propensity to jeer.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

21. Hers was a beauty that made sad the eye, Bright, but fast fading, like a twilight sky: The shape so finely, delicately frail,

As form'd for climes unruffled by a gale;

The lustrous eye, through which look'd forth the soul,
Bright and more brightly as it near'd the goal;
The waning beauty, the funereal charms,
With which Death steals his bride into his arms.

The New Timon.

22. Along her cheek the deep'ning red Told where the fev'rish hectic fed;

And yet each token gave

To the mild beauty of her face,
A newer and a dearer grace,
Unwarning of the grave.

J. G. WHITTIER.

DISHONESTY - ROGUES - THIEVES.

1. Ay, sir; to be honest, as this world goes, Is to be one pick'd out of ten thousand.

2. Thieves for their robbery have authority, When judges steal themselves.

3.

SHAKSPEARE.

SHAKSPEARE.

I'll example you with thievery :
The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction
Robs the vast sea; the moon 's an arrant thief,
And her pale face she snatches from the sun;
The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves
The moon into salt tears; the earth's a thief,
That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen
From general excrement; each thing's a thief.

SHAKSPEARE.

4. Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that;
You take my house, when you do take the prop
That doth sustain my house: you take my life,
When you do take the means whereby I live.

SHAKSPEARE.

5. Lands, mortgag'd, may return, and more esteem'd ; But honesty once pawn'd is ne'er redeem'd.

6. The man who pauses in his honesty Wants little of the villain.

MIDDLETON.

MARTYN.

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7. Rogues as they were, themselves they would not robVice in the heart some virtue always leaves

And, though they'd thank the public for a job,

They, 'mongst themselves, were honourable thieves!
J. T. WATSON.

DISPLEASURE.

1. If she do frown, 't is not in hate of youBut rather to beget more love in you.

If she do chide, 't is not to have you gone.

SHAKSPEARE.

2. O! why rebuke you him, who loves you so? Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe.

SHAKSPEARE.

3. Go, speak not to me; even now begone!

SHAKSPEARE.

4.

No cloud

5.

Of anger shall remain, but peace assur'd,
And reconcilement.

Do not blast my springing hopes,
That thy kind hand has planted in my soul.

6. "T is then the mind, from bondage free, And all its former weakness o'er,

Asserts its native dignity,

And scorns what folly priz'd before.

7. And to be wroth with one we love,

Doth work like madness in the brain.

MILTON.

ROWE.

CARTWRIGHT.

COLERIDGE'S Christabel.

8. O, where are the bright-beaming glances I miss!

DISPOSITION - DISSENSION- DISTANCE.

9. Farewell! the tie is broken-thou,

With all thou wert to me, hast parted!

10. Cast my heart's gold into the furnace flame,
And, if it come not thence refin'd and pure,
I'll be a bankrupt to thy hope, and heaven
Shall shut its gates on me!

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N. P. WILLIS.

MRS. L. H. SIGOURNEY.

DISPOSITION.-(See CHARACTER.)

DISSENSION.

1. Alas! how light a cause may move Dissension, between hearts that love!

MOORE.

2. A something light as air-a look-
A word unkind, or wrongly taken-

Oh! love, that tempest never shook,

A breath, a touch like this, hath shaken.

Though light cause may move

3.

Dissensions between hearts that love,

Is it not true, a cause as light

May sever'd hearts again unite,
In truer, kindlier harmony
Than felt before.

MOORE.

DISTANCE.

1. "Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And clothes the mountain in its azure hue. CAMPBELL'S Pleasures of Hope.

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DOMESTIC AFFAIRS-HOME.

2. If earth's whole orb, by some due distanc'd eye, Were seen at once, her tow'ring Alps would sink, And levell'd Atlas leave an even sphere.

YOUNG'S Night Thoughts.

1.

DOMESTIC AFFAIRS-HOME.

Home is the resort

Of love, of joy, of peace, and plenty, where,
Supporting and supported, polish'd friends,
And dear relations mingle into bliss.

THOMSON'S Seasons.

2. Domestic happiness! thou only bliss
Of Paradise, that has surviv'd the fall!
Though few now taste thee unimpair'd and free,
Or, tasting, long enjoy thee; too infirm,
Or too incautious, to preserve thy sweets
Unmix'd with drops of bitter.

COWPER'S Task.

3. His warm but simple home, where he enjoys, With her who shares his pleasure and his heart, Sweet converse.

4. Man, through all ages of revolving time,

COWPER'S Task:

Unchanging man, in every varying clime,
Deems his own land of every land the pride,
Belov'd by heaven o'er all the world beside:
His home the spot of earth supremely blest,
A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.

5. Around, in sympathetic mirth,

Its tricks the kitten tries,
The cricket chirrups on the hearth,
The crackling faggot flies.

J. MONTGOMERY.

GOLDSMITH.

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