182 DECEIT - HYPOCRISY. 6. Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep SHAKSPEARE. 7. There is no vice so simple, but assumes Some mark of virtue on its outward parts. SHAKSPEARE. 8. You vow, and swear, and superpraise my parts, When, I am sure, you hate me in your hearts. SHAKSPEARE. 9. A creature of amphibious nature, BUTLER'S Hudibras. 10. An "ignis fatuus" that bewitches, And leads men into pools and ditches. BUTLER'S Hudibras. 11. As thistles wear the softest down, 12. Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, BUTLER. POPE. 13. Before her face her handkerchief she spread, To hide the flood of tears she did not shed. POPE. 14. "T is not my talent to conceal my thoughts, Or carry smiles and sunshine in my face, While discontent sits heavy at my heart. 15. O what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive! ADDISON'S Cato. SCOTT's Marmion. 16. Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat, Thy smiles hypocrisy, thy words deceit. BYRON to Southey. 17. You're wrong:-he was the mildest manner'd man BYRON'S Don Juan. 18. Even innocence itself hath many a wile. BYRON'S Don Juan. 19. Of all who flock'd to swell or see the show, Made the attraction, and the black the wo; BYRON'S Vision of Judgment. 20. To sigh, yet feel no pain, To weep, yet know not why, To sport an hour with beauty's chain, 21. To kneel at many a shrine, Yet lay the heart on none. 22. Their friendship is a lurking snare, Their honour but an idle breath, Their smile, the smile that traitors wear, Their love is hate, their life is death. MOORE. MOORE. W. G. SIMMS. 184 DECLARATION-PROPOSAL. 23. An open foe may prove a curse, But a pretended friend is worse. 24. For when a smiling face doth cloak deceit, It is our duty to expose the cheat. GAY'S Fables. J. T. WATSON. 1. Thou-thou hast metamorphos'd me; Made me neglect my studies, lose my time, War with good counsel, set the world at nought, Made me with musing weak, heart-sick with thought. 2. Helen, I love thee; by my life I do : SHAKSPEARE. I swear by that, which I will lose for thee, SHAKSPEARE. 3. Perdition seize my soul, but I do love thee! SHAKSPEARE. 4. On your hand, that pure altar, I vow, Though I've look'd, and have lik'd, and have left,— That I never have loved till now! 5. I know thou doom'st me to despair, M. G. LEWIS. BURNS. 6. By day or night, in weal or wo, This heart, no longer free, Must bear the love it cannot show, And, silent, ache for thee. BYRON. 7. I court others in verse, but I love thee in prose, They have my whimsies, but thou hast my heart. 8. Why should I blush to own I love?— "T is love that rules the realms above; Why should I blush to say to all, That virtue holds my heart in thrall? PRIOR. HENRY KIRK WHITE. DEFIANCE. 1. I do defy him, and spit at him; Call him-a slanderous coward, and a villain. SHAKSPEARE. 2. Must I give way and room to your rash choler? Shall I be frighted, when a madman stares? SHAKSPEARE. 3. Torture thou may'st, but thou shalt ne'er despise me; The blood will follow where the knife is driven; 4. He halts, and turns with clenched hand, 5. Come one, come all-this rock shall fly From its firm base as soon as I. YOUNG. SCOTT's Marmion. SCOTT's Marmion. 186 DELAY-PROCRASTINATION. DELAY - PROCRASTINATION. 1. O, my good lord, that comfort comes too late: That gentle physic, given in time, had cur'd me; 2. Your gift is princely, but it comes too late, And falls like sunbeams on a blasted blossom. 3. Shun delays, they breed remorse; Take thy time, while time is lent thee; 4. Be wise to-day: 't is madness to defer; Next day the fatal precedent will plead; Thus on till wisdom is push'd out of life. SHAKSPEARE. SUCKLING. SOUTHWELL. YOUNG'S Night Thoughts. 5. Procrastination is the thief of time: YOUNG'S Night Thoughts. 6. Think not to-morrow still shall be your care; GIFFORD'S Perseus. |