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And hands that wist not though they dug a grave, Undid the hasps of gold, and drank, and gave, And he drank after, a deep glad kingly draught: And all their life changed in them, for they

quaffed Death; if it be death so to drink, and fare As men who change and are what these twain SWINBURNETristram of Lyonesse. The Sail

ing of the Swallow. L. 789. Honesta mors turpi vita potior.

An honorable death is better than a dishonorable life. TACITUS-Agricola. XXXIII.


Whatever crazy sorrow saith,
No life that breathes with human breath
Has ever truly long'd for death.

TENNYSON--Two Voices. St. 132.

15 Dead men bite not. THEODOTUS, when counselling the death of

POMPEY. See PLUTARCH-Life of Pompey. Et "Bene," discedens dicet, “placideque quies

cas; Terraque securæ sit super ossa levis."

And at departure he will say, "Mayest thou rest soundly and quietly, and may the light turf lie easy on thy bones.” TIBULLUS-Carmina. II. 4. 49.





Trust not your own powers till the day of your death.

Talmud-Aboth. 2.

I hear a voice you cannot hear,

Which says, I must not stay; I see a hand you cannot see, Which beckons me away. TICKELL-Colin and Lucy.

Death is not rare, alas! nor burials few,
And soon the grassy coverlet of God
Spreads equal green above their ashes pale.
BAYARD TAYLORThe Picture of St. John.

Bk. III. St. 84.



He that would die well must always look for death, every day knocking at the gates of the grave; and then the gates of the grave shall never prevail upon him to do him mischief.

JEREMY TAYLOR-Holy Dying. Ch. II. Pt. I.

These taught us how to live; and (oh, too high The price for knowledge!) taught us how to die. TICKELLOn the Death of Mr. Addison. L. 81.

(See also PORTEUS) 19 I believe if I should die, And you should kiss my eyelids where I lie Cold, dead, and dumb to all the world contains, The folded orbs would open at thy breath, And from its exile in the Isles of Death Life would come gladly back along my veins. MARY ASHLEY TOWNSEND-—Love's Belief.



But O! for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!

TENNYSON-Break, Break, Break.

7 Sunset and evening star,

And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar

When I put out to sea.
TENNYSONCrossing the Bar.


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Go thou, deceased, to this earth which is a mother, and spacious and kind. May her touch be soft like that of wool, or a young woman, and may she protect thee from the depths of destruction. Rise above him, O Earth, do not press painfully on him, give him good things, give him consolation, as a mother covers her child with her cloth, cover thou him. Vedic Funeral Rite. Quoted in New York

Times on the death of "Buffalo Bill."

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Vixi, et quem dederat cursum fortuna, peregi: Et nunc magna mei sub terras currit imago.

I have lived, and I have run the course which fortune allotted me; and now my shade shall descend illustrious to the grave. VERGIL-Æneid. IV. 653.

23 Irreameabilis unda.

The wave from which there is no return (the river Styx]. VERGIL-Æneid. VI. 425.

Usque adeone mori miserum est?

Is it then so sad a thing to die?
VERGILÆneid. XII. 646.

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C'est demain, ma belle amie, que je fais le saut perilleux.

It is today, my dear, that I take a perilous leap. Last words of VOLTAIRE, quoting the words of

King Henry to GABRIELLE D'ESTRÉES, when about to enter the Catholic Church.

(See also HOBBES)

Nothing can happen more beautiful than death. WALT WHITMAN-Starting from Paumanok.

No. 12.
It is not the fear of death

That damps my brow;
It is not for another breath

I ask thee now;
I could die with a lip unstirred.
N. P. WILLIS. Paraphrase of ANDRÉ's letter




Le lâche fuit en vain; la mort vole à sa suite:
C'est en la défiant que le brave l'évite.

It is vain for the coward to flee; death follows close behind; it is only by defying it that the brave escape. VOLTAIRELe Triumvirat. IV. 7.


How beautiful it is for a man to die
Upon the walls of Zion! to be called
Like a watch-worn and weary sentinel,
To put his armour off, and rest in heaven!

N. P. Willis-On the Death of a Missionary.
For I know that Death is a guest divine,
Who shall drink my blood as I drink this wine;
And he cares for nothing! a king is hem
Come on, old fellow, and drink with me!
With you I will drink to the solemn past,
Though the cup that I drain should be my last.
WILLIAM WINTEROrgia. The Song of a

Ruined Man.


But God, who is able to prevail, wrestled with him, as the angel did with Jacob, and marked him; marked him for his own.

IZAAK WALTONLife of Donne.



Softly his fainting head he lay

Upon his Maker's breast;
His Maker kiss'd his soul away,

And laid his flesh to rest.
WATTS--Death of Moses. In Lyrics.

(See also WESLEY)


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But he lay like a warrior taking his rest,
With his martial cloak around him.

Chas. WOLFE-The Burial of Sir John Moore. If I had thought thou couldst have died

I might not weep for thee;
But I forgot, when by thy side,

That thou couldst mortal be;
It never through my mind had passed,

That time would e'er be o'er
When I on thee should look my last,

And thou shouldst smile no more!
Chas. WOLFE-Song. The Death of Mary.

0, sir! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket.

WORDSWORTH-The Excursion. Bk. I.


The tall, the wise, the reverend head,
Must lie as low as ours.
WATTSHymns and Spiritual Songs. Bk. II.

Hymn 63.



I know death hath ten thousand several doors
For men to take their exits.
JOHN WEBSTER-Duchess of Malfi. Act IV.

Sc. 2.



I saw him now going the way of all flesh.

JOHN WEBSTER-Westward Ho! 2. 2.

"But they are dead; those two are dead!

Their spirits are in Ileaven!”
'Twas throwing words away; for still
The little Maid would have her will,

And said, “Nay, we are seven!"

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He first deceased; she for a little tried
To live without him, lik'd it not, and died.
SIR HENRY WoTron-On the Death of Sir Al-

bert Morton's Wife.


Joy, shipmate, joy
(Pleas'd to my soul at death I cry,)
Our life is closed, our life begins,
The long, long anchorage we leave,
The ship is clear at last, she leaps!
Joy, shipmate, joy!

WALT WHITMAN-Joy, Shipmate, Joy. (See also BRET HARTE, TENNYSON—Crossing the


Men drop so fast, ere life's mid stage we tread, Few know so many friends alive, as dead.

YOUNG-Love of Fame. L. 97.

23 Insatiate archer! could not one suffice? Thy shaft flew thrice; and thrice my peace was

slain! Young-Night Thoughts. Night I. L. 212.


O, I see now that life cannot exhibit all to me, as

day cannot, I see that I am to wait for what will be exhibited

by death. Walt WHITMAN-Night on the Prairies.

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Early, bright, transient, chaste, as morning dew She sparkled, was exhal'd, and went to heaven.

YOUNG-Night Thoughts. Night V. L. 600. Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow. YOUNG-Night Thoughts. Night V. L. 1,011.

(See also QUARLES)


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He that loves a rosy cheek,

Or a coral lip admires,
Or from star-like eyes doth seek

Fuel to maintain his fires;
As old Time makes these decay,
So his flames must waste away.

THOMAS CAREWDisdain Returned.

22 A worm is in the bud of youth, And at the root of age. COWPER—Stanzas Subjoined to a Bill of Mor

tality. (See also Two GENTLEMEN OF VERONA) 23 An age that melts with unperceiv'd decay, And glides in modest innocence away. SAMUEL JOHNSON-Vanity of Human Wishes.

L. 293.



Wilt thou seal up the avenues of ill? Pay every debt as if God wrote the bill!

EMERSON—Suum Cuique.

There seems to be a constant decay of all our ideas; even of those which are struck deepest, and in minds the most retentive, so that if they be not sometimes renewed by repeated exercises of the senses, or reflection on those kinds of objects which at first occasioned them, the print wears out, and at last there remains nothing to be seen. LOCKE-Human Understanding. Bk. II. Ch.


A national debt, if it is not excessive, will be to us a national blessing. ALEX. HAMILTON--Letter to Robert Morris. April 30, 1781.

(See also WILKERSON)


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All that's bright must fade,

The brightest still the fleetest;
All that's sweet was made

But to be lost when sweetest.
MOORE—National Airs. Indian Air.



The ripest fruit first falls, and so doth he;
His time is spent.

Richard II. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 153.

But Esau's hands suit ill with Jacob's voice.
DRYDEN—Absalom and Achitopel. Pt. I. L.














As is the bud bit with an envious worm,

Man wird betrogen, man betrügt sich selbst. Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, We are never deceived; we deceive ourselves. Or dedicate his beauty to the sun.

GOETHE-Sprüche in Prosa. III.
Romeo and Juliet. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 157. (Folio
and earlier editions give “same” for "sun.")

Non mancano pretesti quando si vuole.
In the sweetest bud

Pretexts are not wanting when one wishes

to use them. The eating canker dwells. Two Gentlemen of Verona. Act I. Sc. 1. L.

GOLDONILa Villeggiatura. I. 12. 42. (See also COWPER)


Which I wish to remarkI shall be like that tree,- I shall die at the top.

And my language is plain,SWIFT—Scott's Life of Swift.

That for ways that are dark

And for tricks that are vain,

The heathen Chinee is peculiar. Fires that shook me once, but now to silent ashes BRET HARTE-Plain Language from Truthful fall’n away.

James. (Heathen Chinee.) Cold upon the dead volcano sleeps the gleam of dying day.

The angel answer'd, “Nay, sad soul; go higher! TENNYSONLocksley Hall. Sixty Years After.

To be deceived in your true heart's desire St. 21.

Was bitterer than a thousand years of fire!" DECEIT

JOHN HAY-A Woman's Love. God is not averse to deceit in a holy cause.

Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, ÆSCHYLUSFrag. Incert. II.

Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart,

Utters another. There is a cunning which we in England call HOMER-Iliad. Bk. IX. L. 386. BRYANT'S the turning of the cat in the pan.

trans. BACON-Essays. Of Cunning.

Vous le croyez votre dupe: s'il feint de l'être, Think'st thou there are no serpents in the world qui est plus dupe, de lui ou de vous? But those who slide along the grassy sod,

You think him to be your dupe; if he feigns And sting the luckless foot that presses them? to be so who is the greater dupe, he or you? There are who in the path of social life

LA BRUYÈRE—Les Caractéres. V.
Do bask their spotted skins in Fortune's sun,
And sting the soul.

On ne trompe point en bien; la fourberie JOANNA BAILLIE—De Montfort. Act I. Sc. 2. ajoute la malice au mensonge.

We never deceive for a good purpose: knavWhat song the Syrens sang, or what name ery adds malice to falsehood. Achilles assumed when he hid himself among LA BRUYÈRE-Les Caractéres. XI. SIR THOMAS BROWNEUrn-Burial. Ch. V. Car c'est double plaisir de tromper le trompeur.

It is double pleasure to deceive the deceiver. If the world will be gulled, let it be gulled.

LA FONTAINEFables. II. 15.
BURTON—Anatomy of Melancholy. Pt. III.
Sec. IV. Memb. 1. Subsect. 2.

Le bruit est pour le fat, la plainte pour le sot;

L'honnête homme trompé s'éloigne et ne dit mot. Populus vult decipi; decipiatur.

The silly when deceived exclaim loudly; the The people wish to be deceived; let them fool complains; the honest man walks away be deceived.

and is silent. CARDINAL CARAFA, Legate of Paul IV., is said LA NOVELa Coquette Corrigée. I. 3.

to have used this expression in reference to the devout Parisians. Origin in DE

On peut être plus fin qu'un autre, mais non THOU. I. XVII. See JACKSON's Works.

pas plus fin que tous les autres. Bk. III. Ch. XXXII. Note 9.

One may outwit another, but not all the (See also LINCOLN)


LA ROCHEFOUCAULD-Maxim. 394. Improbi hominis est mendacio fallere.

(See also LINCOLN) It is the act of a bad man to deceive by falsehood. CICERO-Oratio Pro Murena. XXX.

You can fool some of the people all of the time, and all of the people some of the time, but

you cannot fool all of the people all the time. A delusion, a mockery, and a snare.

Attributed to LINCOLN but denied by Spoford. LORD DENMAN-O'Connell vs. The Queen. P. T. BARNUM is accepted as the author. Clark and Finnelly Reports.

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Wir betrügen und schmeicheln niemanden durch so feine Kunstgriffe als uns selbst.

We deceive and flatter no one by such delicate artifices as we do our own selves. SCHOPENHAUERDie Welt als Wille. I. 350.


speech at Clifton, Ill., Sept. 8, 1858. Found in Bassett's scrap-book, June, 1905. P. 134.


It is vain to find fault with those arts of deceiving, wherein men find pleasure to be deceived. LOCKEHuman Understanding. Bk. III. Ch.

X. 34. 2

Where the lion's skin falls short it must be eked out with the fox's. LYSANDER. Remark upon being told that he

resorted too much to craft. PLUTARCH-Life of Lysander.

With an auspicious and a dropping eye,
With mirth in funeral, and with dirge in mar-

In equal scale weighing delight and dole.

Hamlet. Act I. Sc. 2. L. 12.


They fool me to the top of my bent. I will

come by and by. Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 401.

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He seemed
For dignity compos'd and high exploit:
But all was false and hollow.

MILTONParadise Lost. Bk. II. L. 110.

But when the fox hath once got in his nose, He'll soon find means to make the body follow.

Henry VI. Pt. III. Act IV. Sc. 7. L. 25.



A quicksand of deceit.

Henry VI. Pt. III. Act V. Sc. 4. L. 26.



The instruments of darkness tell us truths,
Win us with honest trifles, to betray us
In deepest consequence.

Macbeth. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 124.


On est aisément dupé par ce qu'on aime.

One is easily fooled by that which one loves.

MOLIÈRE-Le Tartuffe. IV. 3. Impia sub dulci melle venena latent.

Deadly poisons are concealed under sweet honey. OVID-Amorum. I. 8. 104.

Pia fraus.

A pious fraud.
Ovi-Metamorphoses. IX. 711.

Furtum ingeniosus ad omne,
Qui facere assueret, patriæ non degener artis,
Candida de nigris, et de candentibus atra.

Skilled in every trick, a worthy heir of his paternal craft, he would make black look white, and white look black. OVID-Melamorphoses. XI. 313.

Fronte politus Astutam vapido servas sub pectore vulpem.

Though thy face is glossed with specious art thou retainest the cunning fox beneath thy vapid breast. PERSIUS—Satires. V. 116.

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Orlando's helmet in Augustine's cowl.

dresses. Cui Bono. Imitation of Byron.


Hinc nunc præmium est, qui recta prava faciunt.

There is a demand in these days for men who can make wrong conduct appear right. TERENCE-Phormio. VIII. 2. 6.

Altera manu fert lapidem, altera panem ostentat.

He carries a stone in one hand, and offers bread with the other. PLAUTUS-Aulularia. II. 2. 18. 11

Singuli enim decipere et decipi possunt: nemo omnes, neminem omnes fefellunt.

Individuals indeed may deceive and be deceived; but no one has ever deceived all men, nor have all men ever deceived any one. PLINY the Younger-Panegyr. Traj. 62.

(See also LINCOLN)
Engin mieulx vault que force.

Machination is worth more than force.
RABELAISPantagruel. Ch. XXVII.


Deceit and treachery skulk with hatred, but an honest spirit flieth with anger.

TUPPER--Of Hatred and Anger.


Or shipwrecked, kindles on the coast
False fires, that others may be lost.

WORDSWORTH-To the Lady Fleming.

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