Man is a carnivorous production,
And must have meals, at least one meal a day;
He cannot live, like woodcocks, upon suction,
But, like the shark and tiger, must have prey.
Although his anatomical construction
Bears vegetables, in a grumbling way,

Your laboring people think beyond all question,
Beef, veal, and mutton better for digestion.

2289

Byron: Don Juan. Canto ii. St. 67

- see Horsemanship.

Never did I hear

Such gallant chiding; for, besides the groves,
The skies, the fountains, every region near
Seem all one mutual cry: I never heard
So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
2290

Shaks.: Mid. N. Dream. Act iv. Sc. 1

The healthy huntsman, with a cheerful horn,
Summons the dogs and greets the dappled Morn.
The jocund thunder wakes the enliven'd hounds,
They rouse from sleep, and answer sounds for sounds.
2291
Gay: Rural Sports. Canto ii. Line 96

In vain malignant streams and winter fogs
Load the dull air, and hover round our coasts;
The huntsman, ever gay, robust, and bold,
Defies the noxious vapor, and confides

In this delightful exercise to raise

His drooping head, and cheer his heart with joy. 2292

Somerville: Chase. 1. Line 97.

Fields, woods, and streams,

Each tow'ring hill, each humble vale below,

Shall hear my cheering voice; my hounds shall wake
The lazy morn, and glad th' horizon round.
2293

Somerville: Chase. 4. Line 533

Hark! the loud peal begins, the clam'rous joy, The gallant chiding loads the trembling air. 2294

Somerville: Chase. 4. Line 402

Poor Jack, -no matter who, for when I blame
I pity, and must therefore sink the name,
Liv'd in his saddle, lov'd the chase, the course,
And always ere he mounted, kiss'd his horse.
2295

Cowper: Retirement. Line 575.

He thought at heart like courtly Chesterfield,
Who, after a long chase o'er hills, dales, bushes,
And what not, though he rode beyond all price,
Ask'd next day, "if men ever hunted twice?"

2296

Byron: Don Juan. Canto xiv. St. 35

Proud Nimrod first the bloody chase began,

A mighty hunter, and his prey was man. 2297

Pope: Windsor Forest. Line 61.

He broke, 'tis true, some statutes of the laws
Of hunting for the sagest youth is frail ;
Rode o'er the hounds, it may be, now and then,
And once o'er several country gentlemen.

2298

Byron: Don Juan. Canto xiv. St. 33.

When huntsmen wind the merry horn,

And from its covert starts the fearful prey;

Who, warm'd with youth's blood in his swelling veins,
Would, like a lifeless clod, outstretched lie,

Shut up from all the fair creation offers?

2299

HURRICANE.

Joanna Baillie: Ethwald. Pt. i. Act i. Sc. 1

What roar is that?

-

'tis the rain that breaks

In torrents away from the airy lakes,

Heavily poured on the shuddering ground,
And shedding a nameless horror round.

Ah! well-known woods, and mountains, and skies,
With the very clouds! -
-ye are lost to my eyes.

I seek ye vainly, and see in your place

The shadowy tempest that sweeps through space.

2300

William Cullen Bryant: The Hurricane

The hurricane's distant voice is heard
Uplifted among the mountains round,
And the forests hear and answer the sound.
He is come! he is come! do ye not behold
His ample robes on the wind unrolled?

Giant of air! we bid thee hail!

2301

William Cullen Bryant: The Hurricane

Know ye no sadness when the hurricane

Has swept the wood and snapped its sturdy stems
Asunder, or has wrenched, from out the soil,

The mightiest with their circles of strong roots,
And piled the ruin all along his path?

2302

William Cullen Bryant: Among the Trees.

Wilder grow the hurricanes

Of all the winds. 2303

HUSBAND

Bryant's Homer's Odyssey. Bk. v. Line 364.

see Marriage, Wife.

To all married men, be this a caution, Which they should duly tender as their life, Neither to doat too much, nor doubt a wife.

2304

Massinger: Picture. Act v. Sc. 3

See, what a grace was seated on his brow:
Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself;
An eye like Mars, to threaten or command;
A station like the herald Mercury,
New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill;
A combination, and a form, indeed,
Where every god did seem to set his seal,
To give the world assurance of a man:
" This was your husband.

2305

Shaks.: Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.

But, O ye lords of ladies intellectual,

Inform us truly, have they not hen-pecked you all?

2306

Byron: Don Juan. Canto i. St. 22.

As the husband is, the wife is; thou art mated with a clown, And the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag

thee down.

2307

HYMNS.

Tennyson: Locksley Hall. St. 24

A verse may find him who a sermon flies,

And turn delight into a sacrifice.

2308 HYPOCRISY Lies.

Herbert: Temple. Church Porch. St. 1.

see Deceit, Dissimulation, Falsity, KnaveLY:

This outward-sainted deputy,

Whose settled visage and deliberate word

Nips youth i' the head, and follies doth emmew
As falcon doth the fowl,
2309

is yet a devil.

Shaks.: M. for M. Act iii. Sc. 1.

There is no vice so simple, but assumes
Some mark of virtue on his outward parts.
2310
Well said; that was laid on with a trowel.
2311
Bear a fair presence, though your heart be tainted;
Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint.

Shaks.: Mer. of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 2.

2312

Shaks.: As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 2

Shaks.: Com. of Errors. Act iii. Sc. 2. To beguile the time,

Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye,

Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.

2313

Shaks.: Macbeth. Act i. Sc. 5

Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
For villany is not without such rheum;
And he, long-traded in it, makes it seem
Like rivers of remorse and innocency.

2314

Shaks.: King John. Act iv. Sc. 8

Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. 2315

Shaks.: Hamlet. Act i. Sc. 2.

Why, I can smile, and murther while I smile:
And cry, content, to that which grieves my heart;
And wet my cheeks with artificial tears,
And frame my face to all occasions.

2316

Shaks.: 3 Henry VI. Act iii. Sc. 2

But then I sigh, and with a piece of scripture,
Tell them that God bids us do good for evil;
And thus I clothe my naked villany

With odd old ends, stol'n forth of holy writ:
And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
2317
Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides!
Who cover faults, at last with shame derides.
2318

Shaks.: Richard III. Act i. Sc. 3

Shaks.: King Lear. Act i. Sc. 1.

O serpent heart, hid with a flow'ring face!
Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?
Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical!

Dove-feather'd raven! wolfish-ravening lamb!
Despised substance of divinest show!

Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st,

A damned saint, an honorable villain!

2319

Shaks.: Rom. and Jul. Act iii. Sc. 2.

'Tis too much prov'd, that, with devotion's visage, And pious action, we do sugar o'er

The devil himself.

2320

Shaks.: Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 1.

If that the earth could teem with woman's tears,
Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile.
2321

Shaks.: Othello. Act iv. Sc. 1. Divinity of hell!

When devils will the blackest sins put on,
They do suggest at first with heavenly shows.

2322

Shaks.: Othello. Act ii. Sc. 3

Neither man nor angel can discern
Hypocrisy, the only evil that walks
Invisible, except to God alone,

By His permissive will, through Heaven and Earth;
And oft, though Wisdom wake, Suspicion sleeps
At Wisdom's gate, and to Simplicity

Resigns her charge, while goodness thinks no ill
Where no ill seems.

2323

Milton: Par. Lost. Bk. iii. Line 682

And was the first

That practised falsehood under saintly show,
Deep malice to conceal, couch'd with revenge.

2324

Milton: Fr. Lost. Bk. iv. Line 121

All live by seeming.

The beggar begs with it, and the gay courtier
Gains land and title, rank and rule, by seeming;
The clergy scorn it not, and the bold soldier
Will eke with it his service. - All admit it,
All practise it; and he who is content

With showing what he is, shall have small credit
In church, or camp, or state. - So wags the world.
2325
Scott: Ivanhoe.' Ch. xxxvii. Old Play

Thou hast prevaricated with thy friend,
By underhand contrivance hast undone me;
And while my open nature trusted in thee,
Thou hast stepp'd in between me and my hopes,
And ravish'd from me all my soul held dear;
Thou hast betray'd me.

2326

Rowe: Lady Jane Grey. Act ii. Sc. 1

Catius is ever moral, ever grave,

Thinks who endures a knave, is next a knave,
Save just at dinner

then prefers, no doubt,

A rogue with venison to a saint without.

2327

Pope: Moral Essays. Epis. i. Line 77

The world's all title-page; there's no contents;
The world's all face; the man who shows his heart
Is hooted for his nudities, and scorn'd.

2328

Young: Night Thoughts. Night viii. Line 341

The theme divine at cards she'll not forget,
But takes in texts of Scripture at picquet;
In those licentious meetings acts the prude,
And thanks her Maker that her cards are good.
2329

Young: Love of Fame. Satire v. Line 355

Hypocrisy, detest her as we may,

(And no man's hatred ever wronged her yet,)
May claim this merit still, that she admits

The worth of what she mimics with such care,
And thus gives virtue indirect applause.

2330

Cowper: Task. Bk. fil. Line 100.

Few men dare show their thoughts of worst or best;
Dissimulation always sets apart

A corner for herself; and therefore fiction

Is that which passes with least contradiction. 2331

Byron: Don Juan. Canto xv. St. 3 He was the mildest manner'd man That ever scuttled ship, or cut a throat! With such true breeding of a gentleman, You never could divine his real thought. 2332

Byron: Don Juan. Canto iii. St. 41