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APPEARANCES-APPETITE.

APPEARANCES-continued.

There is a fair behaviour in thee, captain;
And though that nature with a beauteous wall
Doth oft close in pollution, yet of thee

I will believe, thou hast a mind that suits
With this thy fair and outward character.
That gloomy outside, like a rusty chest,
Contains the shining treasure of a soul
Resolv'd and brave.

Sh. Tw. N. 1. 2.

Dryden, Don Sebastian.

Appearances to save, his only care;
So things seem right no matter what they are.

By outward show let's not be cheated;
An ass should like an ass be treated.
"T is not the fairest form that holds
The mildest, purest soul within ;
'T is not the richest plant that folds
The sweetest breath of fragrance in.

Churchill, Rosciad.

Gay, pt. 2. Fable II.

Appearances deceive,

And this one maxim is a standing rule,
Men are not what they seem.

R. Dawes.

Havard, Scanderbeg.

Your thief looks in the crowd,

Exactly like the rest, or rather better;

'Tis only at the bar, and in the dungeon,

That wise men know your felon by his features.

Byron, Werner, II. 1.

Full many a stoic eye and aspect stern
Masks hearts where grief has little left to learn ;
And many a withering thought lies hid, not lost,
In smiles that least befit, who wears them most.

Byron, Corsair.
Southey.

How little do they see what is, who fame
Their hasty judgments upon that which seems.
Within the oyster's shell uncouth
The purest pearl may bide :-

Trust me, you'll find a heart of truth
Within that rough outside.

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Mrs. Osgood.

Sh. Cymb. III. 6.

Sh. Macb. III. 4.

APPETITE-ARGUMENT.

APPETITE-continued.

Why, she would hang on him,

As if increase of appetite had grown

By what it fed on.

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Sh. Ham. 1. 2.

His thirst he slakes at some pure neighbouring brook,
Nor seeks for sauce where appetite stands cook.

APOSTASY.

Churchill, Gotham, III.

Think on th' insulting scorn, the conscious pangs,
The future miseries that await the apostate;
So shall timidity assist thy reason,
And wisdom into virtue turn thy frailty.
APPEAL.

But this lies all within the will of God,
To whom I do appeal!

APPLAUSE.

I would applaud thee to the very echo,
That should applaud again.

Such a noise arose

Dr. Johnson.

Sh. Hen. V. 1. 2.

As the shrouds make at sea in a stiff tempest,
As loud and to as many tunes,-hats, cloaks,
Doublets, I think flew up; and had their faces

Sh. Macb. v. 3.

Been loose, this day they had been lost. Sh. Hen. VIII. VI. 1. Kings fight for empire, madmen for applause.

Applause

Waits on success; the fickle multitude,

Like the light straw that floats along the stream,
Glide with the current still, and follow fortune.

Dryden.

T. Francklin, Earl of Warwick.

Oh popular applause! what art of man

Is proof against thy sweet, seducing charms? Cowper, Task,

ARGUMENT.

O most lame and impotent conclusion.

He that complies against his will,
Is of his own opinion still..

He'd undertake to prove, by force
Of argument, a man's no horse.
He prove a buzzard is no fowl,
And that a lord may be an owl,
A calf an alderman, a goose a justice,
And rooks committee-men and trustees.
Reproachful speech from either side
The want of argument supplied;
They rail'd, revil'd-as often ends
The contests of disputing friends.

[II. 481. Sh. Oth. II. 1.

Butler, III. 3, 547.

Butler, 1. 75.

Gay, Fable 16.

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Be calm in arguing: for fierceness makes

Error a fault, and truth discourtesy.

Like doctors thus, when much dispute has past,

Herbert.

We find our tenets just the same at last. Pope, Mor. E. 111. 15. Who shall decide when doctors disagree,

And soundest cesuists doubt, like you and me.

Pope, Mor. E. 111. 1.

Who too deep for his hearers, still went on refining.
And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining.
Goldsmith, Retal.

In arguing, too, the parson owned his skill,
For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still;
While words of learned length and thundering sound
Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around;
And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew
That one small head could carry all he knew.
ARISTOCRACY.

Goldsmith. Des. Vil. 211.

Pope, E. M. 1. 135.

'Tis from high life high characters are drawn; A saint in crape is twice a saint in lawn. ARMY-see Soldiers. War. Warrior.

We are but warriors for the working-day:
Our gayness, and our gilt, are all be-smirch'd
With rainy marching in the painful field.
There's not a piece of feather in our host.

Sh. H. v. IV. 3.

Sh. K. John, II. 1.

A braver choice of dauntless spirits,
Than now the English bottoms have wait o'er,
Did never float upon the swelling tide.
Remember whom you are to cope withal
A sort of vagabonds, rascals, and run-aways,
A scum of Bretagnes, and base lackey peasants,
Whom their o'er-cloyed country vomits forth
To desperate ventures and assur'd destruction.

ART-ARTIST.

In framing artist, art hath thus decreed,
To make some good, but others to exceed.
The whole world without art and dress
Would be but one great wilderness.

Sh. Ric. III. v. 3.

Sh. Per. II. 3

His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand;
His manners were gentle, complying, and bland;
Still born to improve us in every part,

His pencil our faces-his manners our heart.

Butler.

Goldsmith, Retaliation on Sir Joshua Reynolds.

ART-continued.

ART-ASTONISHMENT.

For though I must confess an artist can
Contrive things better than another man,
Yet when the task is done, he finds his pains
Sought but to fill his belly with his brains.
Is this the guerdon due to liberal arts,
T'admire the head and then to starve the parts ?
ARTIFICE.

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Lady Alimony, a Com. 1659.

A man of sense can artifice disdain,
As men of wealth may venture to go plain;
And be this truth eternal ne'er forgot,
Solemnity's a cover for a sot,

I find the fool when I behold the screen,
For 't is the wise man's interest to be seen.
ASCEND.

What star I know not, but some star I find, Has given thee an ascendant o'er my mind. ASCETIC.

Young, Love of F.

Dryden.

In hope to merit heaven, by making earth a hell. Byron, C.H. ASPIRATION.

'Tis he, I ken the manner of his gait;
He rises on the toe; that spirit of his
In aspiration lifts him from the earth.
Longings sublime, and aspirations high.
ASSURANCE.

I'll make assurance double sure,
And take a bond of fate.

ASTONISHMENT-see Amazement. Surprise. Fear.
It is the part of men to fear and tremble,
When the most mighty gods, by tokens, send
Their dreadful heralds to astonish us.

[I. 20.

Sh. Troil. IV. 5.
Byron.

Sh. Macb. IV. 1.

Sh. Jul. C. I. 3.

Why stand you thus amaz'd? methinks your eyes
Are fix'd in meditation; and all here
Seem like so many senseless statues;
As if your souls had suffer'd an eclipse
Betwixt your judgments and affections.

Prepare to hear

Swetnam, Woman Hater.

A story that shall turn thee into stone;

Could there be hewn a monstrous gap in nature,

A flaw made through the centre by some god,

Through which the groans of ghosts might strike thy ear,

They would not wound thee, as this story will.

Astonish'd at his voice he stood amazed,

And all around with inward horror gazed.

Lee, Edip.

Addison.

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ASTONISHMENT-ATHENS.

ASTONISHMENT-continued.

-Hear it not, ye stars!

And thou, pale moon! turn paler at the sound.

With wild surprise,

As if to marble struck, devoid of sense,
A stupid moment motionless she stood.
ASTRONOMERS.

These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights,
That give a name to every fixed star,

Young, N. T. III.

Thomson, Summer.

Have no more profit of their shining nights,

Than those that walk, and wot not what they are.

ASTRONOMY.

Devotion! daughter of astronomy!

An undevout astronomer is mad.

ATHEISM.

Sh. Love's L. L.

Young, N. T. IX.

Dryden, Cleomenes.

Virtue in distress, and vice in triumph,

Make Atheists of mankind.

Atheist, use thine eyes,

And having viewed the order of the skies,

Think, if thou canst, that matter blindly hurl'd

Without a guide, should frame the wondrous world.

Creech.

By night an Atheist half believes a God. Young, N.T. v. 177. Forth from his dark and lonely hiding-place,

(Portentous sight!) the owlet Atheism,

Sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon,

Drops his blue-fringed lids, and holds them close,

And hooting at the glorious sun in Heaven,

Cries out, "Where is it?" Coleridge, Fears in Solitude,

"There is no God," the foolish saith

But none,

"there is no sorrow :"

And Nature oft the cry of Faith

In bitter need will borrow.

Eyes which the preacher could not school,

By way-side graves are raised;

And lips say

God be pitiful,"

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That ne'er said God be praised."

ATHENS.

Ancient of days! august Athena! where,

Mrs. Browning.

Where are thy men of might? thy grand in soul?

Gone-glimmering through the dream of things that were,

First in the race that led to glory's goal,

They won, and pass'd away.

Byron, Ch. H. 11. 2.

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