109. I Wisdom dwell with prudence, and find out knowledge of

witty inventions. Proverbs—Ch. 8, Ver. 12.

BIBLE. BEHAVE like a DEAN.

110. Who bates mine honor, shall not know my coin. Timon of Athens-Act 3, Sc. 3.

SHAKSPEARE. ENCOMIUM.

111. When Learning's triumph o'er her barb’rous foes

First reared the stage, immortal Shakspeare rose ;
Each change of many-colored life he drew,
Exhausted worlds, and then imagined new:
Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign,

And panting Time toiled after him in vain.
Prologue, written for Garrick.

SAM. Johnson.

112. O LORD, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast

thou made them all : the earth is full of thy riches. Psalm 104, Ver. 24.

BIBLE. NOTICE A RUNNER.

113. So live, that when thy summons comes to join

The innumerable caravan, that moves
To that mysterious realm, where each shall take
His chamber in the silent halls of death,
Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night,
Scourged to his dungeon ; but, sustained and soothed
By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave,
Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch

About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Thanatopsis.

BRYANT.

. 14.

-Loving goes by haps : Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps. Much Ado about Nothing-Act 3, Sc. 1. SHAKSPEARE.

ASHAMED.

115. Who steals my purse, steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing;

'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ;
But he that filches from me my good name,
Robs me of that, which not enriches him,

And makes me poor indeed.
Othello-Act 3, Sc. 3.

SHAKSPEARE. A MAY GAME at HOME.

116. -Oftentimes to win us to our harm,

The instruments of darkness tell us truths ;
Win us with honest trifles, to betray us

In deepest consequence.
Macbeth— Act 1, Sc. 3.

SHAKSPEARE. A TALL DOME.

117. It is in vain that we would coldly gaze

On such as smile upon us ; the heart must

Leap kindly back to kindness. Childe Harold-Canto 3, Stanza 53.

A MELLOW HOME.

BYRON.

118. Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopped,

Doth burn the heart to cinders where it is. Titus Andronicus-Act 2, Sc. 5.

SAAKSPEARE. A MAN on the NILE.

119. Unquiet meals make ill digestion. Comedy of Errors-Act 5, Sc. 1.

TRY the HEALTH.

SHAKSPEARE.

120.

-Be just and fear not :
Let all the ends thou aim'st at, be thy country's,
Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O, Cromwell,

Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
King Henry 8th— Act 3, Sc. 2.

SHAKSPEARE. An UNHOLY MAN.

121. A friend should bear his friend's infirmities. Julius Cæsar - Act 4, Sc. 3.

SHAKSPEARE. A New BROOM.

122. Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not

escape calumny. Hamlet-Act 3, Sc. 1.

SHAKSPEARE. A MAID.

123. -The knowledge I have gained, gives me

A more content in course of true delight,
Than to be thirsty after tottering honor,
Or tie my treasure up in silken bags,

To please the fool and death.
Pericles, Prince of Tyre-Act 3, Sc. 2. SHAKSPEARE.

The Home of Mammon.

124. Order is Heaven's first law; and this confessed,

Some are, and must be, greater than the rest.
Essay on Man.

125. Honorificabilitudinitatibus. Love's Labor's Lost-Act 5, Sc. 1.

FLIGHTY.

SHAKSPEARE

126. -Grant us, All-maintaining Sire !

That all the great mechanic aids to toil
Man's skill bath formed, found, rendered, whether used
In multiplying works of mind, or aught
To obviate the thousand wants of life,
May much avail to human welfare now
And in all ages, henceforth and forever!
Let their effect be, Lord ! to lighten labor,
And give more room to mind, and leave the poor

Some time for self-improvement.
Festus.

BAILEY.

127. Had we never loved so kindly,

Had we never loved so blindly,
Never met or never parted,
We had ne'er been broken hearted.

BUAN8.

128.

-The nocturnal sky;
Divine Instructor! Thy first volume, this,
For man's perusal ; all in capitals !
In moon and stars,—Heaven's golden alphabet !
Emblazed to seize the sight; who runs may read,

Who reads, can understand.
Night Thoughts.

YOUNG. 129. When a few years are come, then I shall go the way

whence I shall not return. Job-Ch. 16, Ver. 22.

BIBLE. A Shadow on the Shannon.

130. Give sorrow words : the grief that does not speak,

Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break. Macbeth—Act 4, Sc. 3.

SHAKSPEARE. DELIRIUM.

131. Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ;

Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ;
Raze out the written troubles of the brain ;
And with some sweet oblivious antidote
Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff,

Which weighs upon the heart?
Macbeth— Act 5, Sc. 3.

SHAKSPEARE. The Head of a Loyal HOME. 132. Duke.

And what's her history !
Viola. A blank, my lord : she never told her love,
But let concealment like a worm i' the bud,
Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought;
And, with a green and yellow melancholy,
She sat like patience on a monument,

Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed ?
Twelfth Night-Act 2, Sc. 4.

SHAKSPEARE. RUINER.

133. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,

Than are dreamed of in your philosophy.
Hamlet-Act 1, Sc. 5.

SAAKSPEARE.
A HOTEL.

134. The purest treasure mortal times afford,

Is-spotless reputation; that away,

Men are but gilded loam or painted clay.
King Richard 2nd Act 1, Sc. 1.

EDUCATED.

SHAKSPEARE

135. Mortals, repent ! the world is nigh to its end;

On its last legs and desperately sick :

See yo not how it reels round all day long ? Festus.

BAILEY.

136. Happy the man, who sees a God employed

In all the good and ill that checker life.
The Task.

CowPEK.

137. The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on;

And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood. King Henry 6th, Third Part-Act 2, Sc. 2. SHAKSPEARE.

A New Minion.

138. He that is robbed, not wanting what is stolen,

Let him not know it, and he's not robbed at all.
Othello-Act 3, Sc. 3.

SHAKSPEARE.
MAKE A MUMMY.

139. The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,

Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown

and sere.

Heaped in the hollow of the grove, the withered leaves lie

dead;

They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread.
The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrub the jny,
And from the wood-top calls the crow, through all the

gloomy day.
The Death of the Flowers.

BRIANT.

140. Who seeks, and will not take when once 'tis offered,

Shall never find it more. Antony and Cleopatra-Act 2, Sc. 7. SHAKSPEARE.

MASONIC.