2. It is great sin to swear unto a sin, But greater sin to keep a sinful oath. 3. I will die a hundred thousand deaths, 4. Oaths are but words, and words but wind, Too feeble instruments to bind. 5. He, that imposes an oath, makes it, 6. An oath is a recognizance to heaven, Binding us over in the courts above, SHAKSPEARE. SHAKSPEARE. BUTLER'S Hudibras. BUTLER'S Hudibras. To plead to the indictment of our crimes, That those who 'scape this world, should suffer there. And, as he knew not what to say,— he swore. SOUTHERN. BYRON'S Island. OBITUARY. 1. Underneath this stone doth lie 2. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, BEN JONSON. The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, GRAY'S Elegy. 3. There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair To dwell a weeping hermit there! 4. Each lonely scene shall thee restore, For thee the tear be duly shed; COLLINS. Belov'd, till life could charm no more, And mourn'd, till pity's self be dead! COLLINS. 5. How sleep the brave who sink to rest, With all their country's honour blest! 6. How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot; A heap of dust alone remains of thee— COLLINS. POPE. 7. What though no funeral pomp, no borrow'd tear, In silent tribute pay her kindred tear. FALCONER. 8. What though the mounds that mark'd each name, Beneath the wings of Time, Have worn away? - Theirs is the fame Immortal and sublime; For who can tread on Freedom's plain, Nor wake her dead to life again? R. MONTGOMERY. 9. Without a groan, or sigh, or glance, to show Glared o'er her eyes. BYRON'S Don Juan. 10. They fell devoted, but undying: Roll'd mingling with their fame for ever! BYRON'S Siege of Corinth. BYRON'S Childe Harold. 11. Brief, brave, and glorious, was his young career. 12. We tell thy doom without a sigh, 13. Green be the turf above thee, None knew thee but to love thee, 14. She liv'd as lives a peaceful dove, She died as blossoms die; And now her spirit floats above, A seraph in the sky! FITZ-GREEN HALLECK. FITZ-GREEN HALLECK. MRS. AMELIA B. WELBY. 15. Yet, shrin'd with many a sweet, sad thought, That lov'd one's memory lingers still; MRS. AMELIA B. WELBY. 430 OBLIVION-OBSTINACY, &c. 16. Pity for thee shall weep her fountains dry, 17. As the bird to its sheltering nest, When the storm on the hills is abroad, ISAAC CLASON. So her spirit hath flown from this world of unrest, W. H. BURLEIGH. 18. But lately his cheek with life's crimson was flush'd, OBLIVION.-(See FORGETFULNESS.) 1. OBSTINACY - STUBBORNNESS. The slave of arrogance and pride, He has no hearing on the prudent side; 2. Let them pull all about mine ears; present me Death on the wheel, or at wild horses' heels; Or pile ten hills on the Tarpeian, That the precipitation might down-stretch Below the beam of sight Be thus to them. COWPER. yet still will I SHAKSPEARE. 3. You may as well go stand upon a beach, Το wag their high tops, and to make no noise, As seek to soften that (than which what's harder?)- SHAKSPEARE. 4. For if she will, she will - you may depend on 't, And if she won't, she won't so there's an end on 't. OCEAN -SEA. 1. Ocean! thou dreadful and tumultuous home Wide opening and loud roaring still for more! The melancholy face of human life! YOUNG'S Night Thoughts. 2. Roll on, thou dark and deep blue Ocean-roll! When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown! BYRON'S Childe Harold. |