240 ETIQUETTE-POLITENESS, &c. 8. Shall I be left forgotten in the dust, When Fate, relenting, lets the flower revive! Bid him, though doom'd to perish, hope to live? Is it for this fair Virtue oft must strive With disappointment, penury and pain? No: heaven's immortal spring shall yet arrive, And man's majestic beauty bloom again, Bright thro' the eternal years of Love's triumphant reign. BEATTIE'S Minstrel. ETIQUETTE-POLITENESS-RUDENESS. 1. Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves, Where manners ne'er were preach'd. 2. He was the mildest manner'd man, SHAKSPEARE. BYRON'S Don Juan. 3. To all she was polite without parade; In such a sort as cannot leave behind BYRON'S Don Juan. 4. There's nothing in the world like etiquette In kingly chambers, or imperial halls, BYRON'S Don Juan. 5. There was a general whisper, toss, and wriggle, But etiquette forbade them all to giggle. BYRON'S Don Juan. J. T. WATSON. 6. All smiles, and bows, and courtesy was he. EVENING.-(See DAY.) 1. No age EXAMPLE. hath been, since Nature first began To work Jove's wonders, but hath left behind Some deeds of praise for mirrors unto man, Which, more than threatful laws, have men inclin'd; 2. A fault doth never with remorse 3. For as the light Mirror for Magistrates. Not only serves to show, but renders us In acts exemplary, not only win Ourselves good names, but do to others give 4. 'Tis thus the spirit of a single mind BRANDON. CHAPMAN. Makes that of multitudes take one direction, BYRON'S Don Juan. 242 EXCELLENCE - MERIT - WORTH. EXCELLENCE - MERIT - WORTH. 1. The sweet eye-glances, that like arrows glide, Cannot expressèd be by any art. SPENSER'S Sonnets. 2. Oh, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem, By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem, For that sweet odour which doth in it live. SHAKSPEARE. 3. Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. SHAKSPEARE. 4. A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, SHAKSPEARE. 5. More pity that the eagle should be mew'd, While kites and buzzards prey at liberty. SHAKSPEARE. 6. Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shin'd. MILTON. 7. Good nature and good sense must ever join; To err is human, to forgive divine. POPE. 8. Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul. POPE. 9. Form'd by the converse happily to steer From grave to gay, from lively to severe; Correct with spirit, eloquent with ease, Intent to reason, or polite to please. POPE. 10. Worth makes the man, and want of it, the fellow. 11. Let envy snarl, let slander rail; 12. In vain malicious tongues assail: From virtue's shield (secure from wound,) A matchless pair; With equal virtue form'd, and equal grace, POPE. GAY'S Fubles. 13. Ease in your mien, and sweetness in your face, 14. Full many a gem, of purest ray serene, The dark, unfathom'd caves of ocean bear; And waste its sweetness on the desert air. THOMSON. TICKELL. GRAY'S Elegy. 15. His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand; 16. GOLDSMITH'S Retaliation. Describe him who can, An abridgement of all that was pleasant in man. GOLDSMITH'S Retaliation. 17. For she was good as she was fair, None, none on earth above her- To see her, was to love her. 244 EXCELLENCE-MERIT-WORTH. 18. Angels attend thee! May their wings Fan every shadow from thy browFor only bright and lovely things Should wait on one so good as thou. 19. But there are deeds which should not pass away, And names that must not wither. BYRON'S Childe Harold. 20. Of many charms, to her as natural 21. Oh! she was perfect, past all parallel! BYRON'S Don Juan. BYRON'S Don Juan. 22. Tho' modest, on his unembarrass'd brow Nature had written 23. 24 - Gentleman. BYRON'S Don Juan. A truer, nobler, trustier heart, More loving or more loyal, never beat And, behind the foil BYRON'S Two Foscari. Of an unblemish'd loveliness, to find J. G. PERCIVAL. 25. I think of thee, sweet lady, as of one Kindred with those around, yet brighter far. MRS. A. B. WELBY. 26. The noble mind, unconscious of a fault, No fortune's frowns can bend, or smiles exalt, |