Handy Dictionary of Poetical Quotations | Page 8

understood.?236?BUTLER: Hudibras, Pt. i., Canto i., Line 669.
=Bribes.=
What! shall one of us,?That struck the foremost man of all this world,?But for supporting robbers;--shall we now?Contaminate our fingers with base bribes??And sell the mighty space of our large honors?For so much trash as may be grasped thus??I'd rather be a dog, and bay the moon,?Than such a Roman.?237?SHAKS.: _Jul. C?sar,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.
=Bride.=
You are just a sweet bride in her bloom,?All sunshine, and snowy, and pure.?238?THOMAS B. ALDRICH: An Untimely Thought.
=Bridge.=
By the rude bridge that arched the flood,?Their flag to April's breeze unfurled,?Here once the embattl'd farmers stood,?And fired the shot heard round the world.?239?EMERSON: Hymn sung at the Completion of the Battle Monument.
=Brooks.=
A silvery brook comes stealing
From the shadow of its trees,?Where slender herbs of the forest stoop
Before the entering breeze.?240?WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: The Unknown Way.
=Brotherhood.=
I have shot mine arrow o'er the house,?And hurt my brother.?241?SHAKS.: Hamlet, Act v., Sc. 2.
Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;?A brother to relieve,--how exquisite the bliss!?242?BURNS: A Winter Night.
=Bubbles.=
The earth hath bubbles as the water has,?And these are of them.?243?SHAKS.: Macbeth, Act i., Sc. 3.
=Bucket.=
The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket,?The moss-covered bucket, which hung in the well.?244?WOODWORTH: The Old Oaken Bucket.
=Bud.=
The bud is on the bough again.?The leaf is on the tree.?245?CHARLES JEFFERYS: The Meeting of Spring and Summer
=Bugle.=
Blow, bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying!?And answer, echoes, answer! dying, dying, dying.?246?TENNYSON: The Princess, Pt. iii., Line 360.
=Building.=
The hand that rounded Peter's dome,?And groined the aisles of Christian Rome,?Wrought in a sad sincerity;?Himself from God he could not free;?He builded better than he knew:?The conscious stone to beauty grew.?247?EMERSON: The Problem.
=Burden.=
A sacred burden is this life ye bear:?Look on it, lift it, bear it solemnly,?Stand up and walk beneath it steadfastly.?248?FRANCES ANNE KEMBLE: _To the Young?Gentlemen leaving Lenox Academy, Mass._
=Bush.=
For what are they all in their high conceit,?When man in the bush with God may meet??249?EMERSON: Good-Bye.
=Business.=
Let thy mind still be bent, still plotting, where?And when, and how thy business may be done,?Slackness breeds worms; but the sure traveller,?Though he alights sometimes, still goeth on.?250?HERBERT: Temple, Church Porch, St. 57.
=Buttercups.=
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew?The buttercups, the little children's dower.?251?ROBERT BROWNING: Home-Thoughts, From Abroad.
==C.==
=Cadence.=
Wit will shine?Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.?252?DRYDEN: To the Memory of Mr. Oldham, Line 15.
=C?sar.=
Imperious C?sar, dead and turn'd to clay,?Might stop a hole to keep the wind away.?253?SHAKS.: Hamlet, Act v., Sc. 1.
But yesterday the word of C?sar might?Have stood against the world; now lies he there,?And none so poor to do him reverence.?254?SHAKS.: _Jul. C?sar,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.
=Calamity.=
Affliction is enamour'd of thy parts,?And thou art wedded to calamity.?255?SHAKS.: Rom. and Jul., Act iii., Sc. 3.
=Calmness.=
And through the heat of conflict keeps the law?In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw.?256?WORDSWORTH: Character of the Happy Warrior.
=Calumny.=
Calumny will sear?Virtue itself: these shrugs, these hums, and ha's.?257?SHAKS.: Wint. Tale, Act ii., Sc. 1.
=Camping.=
The bed was made, the room was fit,?By punctual eve the stars were lit;?The air was still, the water ran,?No need was there for maid or man,?When we put up, my ass and I,?At God's green caravanserai.?258?ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON: A Camp.
=Candle.=
How far that little candle throws his beams!?So shines a good deed in a naughty world.?259?SHAKS.: M. of Venice, Act v., Sc. 1.
=Candor.=
Some positive, persisting fops we know,?Who, if once wrong, will needs be always so;?But you with pleasure own your errors past,?And make each day a critique on the last.?260?POPE: E. on Criticism, Pt. iii., Line 9.
=Cannons.=
The cannons have their bowels full of wrath;?And ready mounted are they, to spit forth?Their iron indignation.?261?SHAKS.: King John, Act ii., Sc. 1.
=Canopy.=
Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise;?My footstool earth, my canopy the skies.?262?POPE: Essay on Man, Epis. i., Line 139.
=Capacity.=
That wondrous soul Charoba once possest,--?Capacious, then, as earth or heaven could hold,?Soul discontented with capacity,--?Is gone (I fear) forever.?263?WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR: Gebir, Bk. ii.
=Captain.=
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,?The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won. The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring.
But O heart! heart! heart!?O the bleeding drops of red,?Where on the deck my Captain lies,?Fallen cold and dead.?264?WALT WHITMAN: O Captain! My Captain! (On Death of Lincoln.)
A rude and boisterous captain of the sea.?265?JOHN HOME: Douglas, Act iv., Sc. 1.
=Care.=
Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye,?And where care lodges, sleep will never lie.?266?SHAKS.: Rom. and Jul., Act ii., Sc. 1.
Care that is enter'd once into the breast,?Will have the whole possession, ere it rest.?267?BEN JONSON: Tale of a Tub, Act i., Sc. 3.
Care, whom not the gayest can outbrave,?Pursues its feeble victim to the grave.?268?HENRY KIRKE WHITE: Childhood, Pt. ii., Line 17.
Care to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt;?And every grin,