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Whatever he did, was done with so much ease,
In him alone 'twas natural to please.
DRYDEN—Absalom and Achitophel. Pt. I. L.

Ye are fallen from grace.

Galatians. V. 4.

15 Stately and tall he moves in the hall, The chief of a thousand for grace. KATE FRANKLIN-Life at Olympus. Godey's

Lady's Book. Vol. XXIII. P. 33.


And grace that won who saw to wish her

stay. MILTON~Paradise Lost. Bk. VIII. L. 43.

When my eyes shall be turned to behold, for the last time, the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood! DANIEL WEBSTER–Second Speech on Foot's

Resolution. Jan. 26, 1830. 6

He touched the dead corpse of Public Credit, and it sprung upon its feet. DANIEL WEBSTER — Speech on Hamilton.

March 10, 1831. We have been taught to regard a representative of the people as a sentinel on the watch-tower of liberty. DANIEL WEBSTER. To the Senate. May 7,



From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art.

POPEEssay on Criticism. L. 152.



God give him grace to groan!

Love's Labour's Lost. Act. IV. Sc. 3. L. 21.


O, then, what graces in my love do dwell,
That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!
Midsummer Night's Dream. Act I. Sc. 1. L.




(He would do his duty as he saw it) without regard to scraps of paper called constitutions. KING WILLIAM to the Prussian Diet disregard

ing the refusal of the Representatives to grant appropriations. Harper's _Weekly, March 26, 1887. Article on EMPEROR

WILLIAM I, of Germany. (See also BETHMANN-HOLLWEG under War)

Hail to thee, lady! and the grace of heaven, Before, behind thee and on every hand, Enwheel thee round!

Othello. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 85.



For several virtues Have I lik'd several women; never any With so full soul, but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she ow'd, And put it to the foil.

Tempest. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 42.


No man ever saw the people of whom he forms a part. No man ever saw a government. I live in the midst of the Government of the United States, but I never saw the Government of the United States. Its personnel extends through all the nations, and across the seas, and into every corner of the world in the persons of the representatives of the United States in foreign capitals and in foreign centres of commerce. WOODROW WILSON-Speech at Pittsburgh.

Jan. 29, 1916.

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Wherever magistrates were appointed from among those who complied with the injunctions of the laws, he (Socrates) considered the government to be an aristocracy.

Narcissus is the glory of his race:
For who does nothing with a better grace?

YOUNG-Love of Fame. Satire IV. L. 85.












Happy insect! what can be

In happiness compared to thee? Nay, in death's hand, the grape-stone proves

Fed with nourishment divine, As strong as thunder is in Jove's.

The dewy morning's gentle wine! COWLEYElegy upon Anacreon. L. 106. Nature waits upon thee still,

And thy verdant cup does fill; The fathers have eaten sour grapes, and the 'Tis fill'd wherever thou dost tread, children's teeth are set on edge.

Nature's self's thy Ganymede. Ezekiel. XVIII. 2; Jeremiah. XXXI. 29. COWLEY—Anacreontiques. No. 10. Grasshopper. Is not the gleaning of the grapes of Ephraim

Green little vaulter, in the sunny grass, better than the vintage of Abi-ezer? Judges. VIII. 2.

Catching your heart up at the feel of June,

Sole noise that's heard amidst the lazy noon, Uvaque conspecta livorem ducit ab uva.

When ev'n the bees lag at the summoning brass. The grape gains its purple tinge by looking

LEIGH HUNT—To the Grasshopper and the at another grape.

Cricket. JUVENAL—Satires. II. 81.


When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, GRASS

And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run

From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead; The scented wild-weeds and enameli'd moss.

That is the grasshopper's—he takes the lead CAMPBELLTheodric.

In summer luxury-he has never done (See also MILTON)

With his delights, for when tired out with fun, 6

He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed. Grass grows at last above all graves.

KEATS—On the Grasshopper and Cricket.
JULIA C. R. DORR-Grass-Grown.

We say of the oak, “How grand of girth!”
Of the willow we say, “How slender!"

If hush'd the loud whirlwind that ruffled the And yet to the soft grass clothing the earth

deep, How slight is the praise we render.

The sky if no longer dark tempests deform; EDGAR FAWCETT-The Grass.

When our perils are past shall our gratitude sleep? 8

No! Here's to the pilot that weather'd the All flesh is grass.

storm! Isaiah. XL. 6.

GEORGE CANNING—Song (on "Billy Pitt').

Sung at a public dinner, May 28, 1802. 9

A blade of grass is always a blade of grass, 20 whether in one country or another.

Gratus animus est una virtus non solum maxiSAMUEL JOHNSON—Mrs. Piozzi's Anecdotes of ma, sed etiam mater virtutum omnium reliquaJohnson. P. 100.


A thankful heart is not only the greatest The green grass floweth like a stream

virtue, but the parent of all the other virtues. Into the ocean's blue.

CICERO/Oratio Pro Cnco Plancio. XXXIII. LOWELL-The Sirens. L. 87.

Praise the bridge that carried you over. O'er the smooth enameli'd green

Geo. COLMAN (the Younger)--Heir-at-Lau. Where no print of step hath been.

Act I. Sc. 1. MILTON-Arcades. (See also CAMPBELL)

Gratitude is expensive.

GIBBONDecline and Fall of the Roman EmAnd pile them high at Gettysburg

pire. And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun. Shovel them under and let me work.

The still small voice of gratitude.

GRAY-For Music. St. 5.
I am the grass.

Let me work.

The gratitude of most men is but a secret desire

of receiving greater benefits.
While the grass grows

The proverb is something musty.
Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 358.

La reconnaissance est la mémoire du caur.

Gratitude is the memory of the heart.
How lush and lusty the grass looks! how green! MASSIEU to the ABBÉ SICARD.
Tempest. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 52.

A grateful mind Whylst grass doth grow, oft sterves the seely By owing owes not, but still pays, at once steede.

Indebted and discharg'd. WHETSTONE–Promos and Cassandra. (1578) MILTONParadise Lost. Bk. IV. L. 55.








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Gratia pro rebus merito debetur inemtis.

Thanks are justly due for things got without purchase. OVID-Amorum. I. 10. 43.

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Conveniens homini est hominem servare volup

tas. Et melius nulla quæritur arte favor.

It is a pleasure appropriate to man, for him to save a fellow-man, and gratitude is acquired in no better way.

OviD-Epistolce Ex Ponto. II. 9. 39. Th' unwilling gratitude of base mankind!

POPE-Second Book of Horace. Ep. I. L. 14.

Non est diuturna possessio in quam gladio ducimus; beneficiorum gratia sempiterna est.

That possession which we gain by the sword is not lasting; gratitude for benefits is eternal. QUINTUS CURTIUS RUFUSDe Rebus Gestis

Alexandri Magni. VIII. 8. 11. Qui gratus futurus est statim dum accipit de reddendo cogitet.

Let the man, who would be grateful, think of repaying a kindness, even while receiving it. SENECA-De Beneficiis. II. 25.

L'ingratitude attire les reproches comme la reconnaissance attire de nouveaux bienfaits.

Ingratitude calls forth reproaches as gratitude brings renewed kindnesses. MME. DE SÉVIGNÉ-Lettres.

Mine be the breezy hill that skirts the down;

Where a green grassy turf is all I crave, With here and there a violet bestrown,

Fast by a brook or fountain's murmuring wave; And many an evening sun shine sweetly

on my grave! BEATTIE-The Minstrel. Bk. II. St. 17.

13 Here's an acre sown indeed, With the richest royalest seed. FRANCIS BEAUMONT. On the Tombs in Westminster Abbey.

(See also LONGFELLOW, TAYLOR) 14 One foot in the

grave. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER—The Little French Lawyer. Act I. Sc. 1.

(See also ERASMUS) 15 See yonder maker of the dead man's bed, The sexton, hoary-headed chronicle, Of hard, unmeaning face, down which ne'er stole A gentle tear.

BLAIR-The Grave. L. 451.





The grave, dread thing! Men shiver when thou'rt named: Nature ap

palled, Shakes off her wonted firmness.

BLAIR—The Grave.


Now the good gods forbid
That our renowned Rome, whose gratitude
Towards her deserved children is enrollid
In Jove's own book, like an unnatural dam
Should now eat up her own!

Coriolanus. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 290.

8 Let but the commons hear this testamentWhich, pardon me, I do not mean to read And they would go and kiss dead Cæsar's wounds And dip their napkins in his sacred blood, Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it as a rich legacy Unto their issue.

Julius Cæsar. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 135.

Nigh to a grave that was newly made, Leaned a sexton old on his earth-worn spade.





I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds

With coldness still returning;
Alas! the gratitude of men

Hath often left me mourning.

The grave is Heaven's golden gate,
And rich and poor around it wait;
O Shepherdess of England's fold,
Behold this gate of pearl and gold!
WM. BLAKE Dedication of the Designs to

Blair's Grave." To Queen Charlotte.
Build me a shrine, and I could kneel

To rural Gods, or prostrate fall; Did I not see, did I not feel.

That one GREAT SPIRIT governs all. O Heaven, permit that I may lie

Where o'er my corse green branches wave;
And those who from life's tumults fly

With kindred feelings press my grave.
BLOOMFIELDLove of the Country. St. 4.

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Of all The fools who flock'd to swell or see the show

Who car'd about the corpse? The funeral Made the attraction, and the black the woe; There throbb’d not there a thought which

pierc'd the pall. BYRON—Vision of Judgment. St. 10.



What's hallow'd ground? Has earth a clod
Its Maker mean'd not should be trod
By man, the image of his God,

Erect and free,
Unscourged by Superstition's rod

To bow the knee.
CAMPBELL-Hallowed Ground.

Green be the turf above thee,

Friend of my better days;
None knew thee but to love thee

Nor named thee but to praise.
FITZ-GREENE HALLECK—On the death of J.

R. Drake.

(See also POPE, also BURNS under LOVE) Graves they say are warm'd by glory; Foolish words and empty story.

HEINE-- Latest Poems. Epilogue. L. 1.

17 Where shall we make her grave? Oh! where the wild flowers wave

In the free air!
When shower and singing-bird
'Midst the young leaves are heard,

Therelay her there!
FELICIA Ď. HEMANS—Dirge. Where Shall we

Make her Grave?


But an untimely grave.

CAREW-On the Duke of Buckingham.




A piece of a Churchyard fits everybody. HERBERT-Jacula Prudentum.

(See also HALL)

The grave's the market place.
Death and the Lady. Ballad in Dixon's Bal-

lads. The Percy Society.
The solitary, silent, solemn scene,
Where Casars, heroes, peasants, hermits lie,
Blended in dust together; where the slave
Rests from his labors; where th' insulting proud
Resigns his powers; the miser drops his hoard:
Where human folly sleeps.

DYERRuins of Rome. L. 540.


The house appointed for all living.

Job. XXX. 23.



Teach me to live that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed.
BISHOP KENEvening Hymn. The same is

found in THOMAS BROWNE-Religio Medici.
Both are taken from the old Hymni Ec-

Etsi alterum pedem in sepulchro haberem.

(Julian would learn something) even if he had one foot in the grave. ERASMUS. Quoting POMPONIUS, of JULIAN.

Original phrase one foot in the ferry boat,
meaning Charon's boat.


Then to the grave I turned me to see what there

in lay; 'Twas the garment of the Christian, worn out

and thrown away. KRUMMACHER—Death and the Christian.



Alas, poor Tom! how oft, with merry heart, Have we beheld thee play the Sexton's part; Each comic heart must now be grieved to see The Sexton's dreary part performed on thee. ROBERT FERGUSSON-Epigram on the Death

of Mr. Thomas Lancashire, Comedian. Some village Hampden, that, with dauntless

breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood,

I like that ancient Saxon phrase, which calls

The burial-ground God's Acre. It is just.

(See also BEAUMONT) This is the field and Acre of our God,

This is the place where human harvests grow! LONGFELLOW-God's Acre.



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