Handy Dictionary of Poetical Quotations | Page 8

face,
creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school.
220
SHAKS.: As You
Like It, Act ii., Sc. 7.
The smiles, the tears,
Of boyhood's years,
The words of love then
spoken.
221
MOORE: Oft in the Stilly Night.
=Braes.=
We twa hae run about the braes,
And pu'd the gowans fine.
222

BURNS: Auld Lang Syne.
=Braggart.=
I know them, yea,
And what they weigh, even to the utmost scruple:

Scrambling, outfacing, fashion-monging boys,
That lie, and cog,
and flout, deprave, and slander,
Go anticly, and show outward
hideousness,
And speak off half a dozen dangerous words,
How
they might hurt their enemies if they durst;
And this is all.
223

SHAKS.: Much Ado, Act v., Sc. 1.
=Brains.=
The times have been
That, when the brains were out, the man would
die,
And there an end; but now they rise again,
With twenty mortal
murders on their crowns,
And push us from our stools.
224

SHAKS.: Macbeth, Act iii., Sc. 4.
=Bravery.=
'Tis more brave

To live, than to die.
225
OWEN MEREDITH:
Lucile, Pt. ii., Canto vi., St. 11.
None but the brave deserves the fair.
226
DRYDEN: Alex. Feast, St.
1.
How sleep the brave, who sink to rest,
By all their country's wishes
blest!
227
COLLINS: Lines in 1764.
=Breach.=

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more,
Or close the
wall up with our English dead!
228
SHAKS.: Henry V., Act ii., Sc.
4.
=Bread.=
O God! that bread should be so dear,
And flesh and blood so cheap!
229
HOOD: The Song of the Shirt.
=Breast.=
The yielding marble of her snowy breast.
230
WALLER: On a
Lady passing through a Crowd of People.
A word in season spoken
May calm the troubled breast.
231
CHARLES JEFFERYS: A Word
in Season.
=Breath.=
When the good man yields his breath
(For the good man never dies).

232
JAMES MONTGOMERY: The Wanderer of Switzerland, Pt.
v.
=Breeches.=
But the old three-cornered hat,
And the breeches, and all that,
Are so queer!
233
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES: The Last Leaf.
=Breezes.=
Breezes of the South!
Who toss the golden and the flame-like flowers,

And pass the prairie-hawk that, poised on high,
Flaps his broad
wings, yet moves not--ye have played
Among the palms of Mexico
and vines
Of Texas, and have crisped the limpid brooks
That from
the fountains of Sonora glide
Into the calm Pacific--have ye fanned

A nobler or a lovelier scene than this?
234
WILLIAM CULLEN
BRYANT: The Prairies.
=Brevity.=
Since brevity is the soul of wit,
And tediousness the limbs and
outward flourishes--
I will be brief.
235
SHAKS.: Hamlet, Act ii.,
Sc. 2.
For brevity is very good,
When we are, or are not, 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. Cæsar,_ 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.