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ADVICE-continued.

ADVICE-AFFECTION.

No part of conduct asks for skill more nice,
Though none more common, than to give advice;
Misers themselves in this will not be saving,
Unless their knowledge makes it worth the having;
And where's the wonder when we will obtrude
A useless gift, it meets ingratitude.

The assuming wit, who deems himself so wise,
As his mistaken patron to advise,

Let him not dare to vent his dang'rous thought-
A noble fool was never in a fault.

The worst men give oft the best advice.
AFFABILITY.

Gentle to me, and affable hath been

Thy condescension, and shall be honoured ever
With grateful memory.

AFFECTATION.

Stillingfleet.

Pope.

Bailey, Festus.

Milton P. L. VIII. 248.

Sh. Two G. 1. 2.

Maids, in modesty, say No to that
Which they would have the profferer construe, Ay.
Fie, fie; how wayward is this foolish love,
That like a testy babe will scratch the nurse,
And presently, all humbled, kiss the rod !
Why Affectation-why this mock grimace?
Go, silly thing, and hide that simpering face!
Thy lisping prattle, and thy mincing gait,
All thy false mimic fooleries I hate;
For thou art Folly's counterfeit, and she
Who is right foolish hath the better plea :
Nature's true idiot I prefer to thee!
There affectation, with a sickly mien,
Shows in her cheek the roses of eighteen.
In man or woman, but fear most in man,
And most of all in man that ministers
And serves the altar, in my soul I loathe
All affectation; 'tis my perfect scorn;
Object of my implacable disgust.
AFFECTION-see Friendship, Love.

Cumberland.

Pope, R. L.IV.31.

Cowper, Task, 11. 415.

Why, she would hang on him,
As if increase of appetite had grown
By what it fed on.

Affection is a coal that must be cool'd,
Else, suffer'd, it will set the heart on fire.
Excellent wretch! perdition catch my soul
But I do love thee! and when I love thee not
Chaos is come again.

Sh. Ham. 1. 2.

Sh. Poems.

Sh. Oth. III. 3.

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AFFECTION-AFFLICTION.

AFFECTION-continued.

Of all the tyrants that the world affords,

Our own affections are the fiercest lords. E. Stirling, Jul. C. What we love too much,

The Heavens correcting this our zeal, more strong

Than our devotion toward them, take from us.

Parnell, H.

Gay, Fable III. 33.

Where yet was ever found a mother,
Who'd give her booby for another.
Fathers alone a father's heart can know,
What secret tides of still enjoyment flow,
When brothers love: but if their hate succeeds,
They wage the war; but 'tis the father bleeds.

Young.

The virtuous man and honest-he's my brother;
And he alone; for nature never meant
By her affections to engage our hearts
To villany and baseness.

Francis.

Some feelings are to mortals given,

Scott Lady of the L. 11.22.

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With less of earth in them than heaven;
And if there be a human tear
From passion's dross refined and clear.
A tear so limpid and so meek,
It would not stain an angel's cheek,
'Tis that which pious fathers shed
Upon a duteous daughter's head.
There is in life no blessing like affection;
It soothes, it hallows, elevates, subdues,
And bringeth down to earth its native heaven
Life has naught else that may supply its place.
Years have not seen-time shall not see
The hour that tears my soul from thee.
Each was the other's mirror, and but read
Joy sparkling in their dark eyes, like a gem;
And knew each brightness was but the reflection
Of their unchanging glances of affection.
AFFLICTION-see
-see Adversity.

L.E. Landon.

Byron, B. Ab. 1. 2.

Byron.

Sh. Ham. III. 2.

Let the galled jade wince, our withers are unwrung.
Heaven but tries our virtue by affliction;
As oft the cloud that wraps the present hour
Serves but to lighten all our future days.

When Providence, for secret ends,
Corroding cares, or sharp affliction, sends;

Browne.

AFFLICTION-AGE.

AFFLICTION-continued.
We must conclude it best it should be so,
And not desponding or impatient grow.

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Young, N. T. 5

Pomfret, To a Friend in affliction.
We bleed, we tremble, we forget, we smile-
The mind turns fool, before the cheek is dry.
Affliction is the good man's shining scene;
Prosperity conceals his brightest ray;
As night to stars, woe lustre gives to man.

He went, like one that hath been stunn'd,
And is of sense forlorn :

A sadder and a wiser man

He rose the morrow morn. AFFRONTS.

Young, N. T. 9.

Coleridge, Anct. Mar. pt. 2.

To bear affronts, too great to be forgiven,
And not have power to punish.

Dryden, Sp. Friar.

Young men soon forgive, and forget affronts;
Old is slow in both.
age

A moral, sensible, and well-bred man

Addison, Cato.

Will not affront me, and no other can Couper, Convers. 191.

AFTERNOON.

The sun has drunk

The dew that lay upon the morning grass;

There is no rustling in the lofty elm
That canopies my dwelling, and its shade
Scarce cools me. All is silent, save the faint
And interrupted murmur of the bee
Settling on the sick flowers, and then again
Instantly on the wing.

AGE-see Old Age, Years.

When the age is in, the wit is out.

Bryant.

Sh. M. Ado. III. 5.

Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine,
Nor age so eat up my invention,

Nor fortune made such havoc of my means,
Nor my bad life reft me so much of friends,
But they shall find, awaked in such a kind,
Both strength of limb, and policy of mind,
Ability of means, and choice of friends,
To quit me of them thoroughly.

His silver hairs

Will purchase us a good opinion,

Sh. M. Ado, Iv. 1.

And buy men's voices to commend our deeds;

It shall be said.—his judgment rul'd our hands. Sh. Jul.C.11.1.

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Manhood, when verging into Age, grows thoughtful,

Full of wise saws, and moral instances. Sh. A. Y. L. II. 7.

I know thee not, old man: fall to thy prayers:
How ill white hairs become a fool and jester!

I am declin'd into the vale of years.

All the world's a stage,

And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety; other women

Sh. H.IV.11.5.

Sh. Oth. III. 3.

Sh. A. Y. L. II. 7.

Cloy th' appetites they feed; but she makes hungry
Where most she satisfies.

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Sh. Ant. Cleo. II. 2.

An old man, broken with the storms of state,
Is come to lay his weary bones among ye;
Give him a little earth for charity!

Sh. Lear, II. 4.

Sh. Hen. VIII. IV. 2.

When forty winters shall besiege your brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now,
Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held.
Of no distemper, of no blast he died,

Sh. Rom. v. 1.

But fell like autumn fruit that mellow'd long,
Even wonder'd at because he dropt no sooner;
Fate seem'd to wind him up for fourscore years;

Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more,

Till, like a clock worn out with eating time,

The wheels of weary life at last stood still. Dryden, Ed. IV. 1.

Learn to live well, or fairly make your will;

You've play'd, and lov'd, and ate, and drank your fill,

Walk sober off, before a sprightlier age,

Comes titt'ring on, and shoves you from the stage:

Leave such to trifle with more grace and ease

Whom folly pleases, and whose follies please. Pope, Im. Hor.

See how the world its veterans rewards!
A youth of frolics, an old age of cards.

[II. 2, 322.

Pope, M. Es. 11. 243.

AGE-continued.

AGE.

A venerable aspect!

Age sits with decent grace upon his visage,

And worthily become his silver locks :

He wears the marks of many years well spent,

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Of virtue, truth well tried, and wise experience. Rowe, J.S.1.2.

The hand of time alone disarms

Her face of its superfluous charms;

But adds, for every grace resign'd,

A thousand to adorn her mind.

Shall our pale, wither'd hands, be still stretch'd out,
Trembling, at once, with eagerness and age?
With av'rice, and convulsions, grasping hard?
Grasping at air; for what has earth beside?
Man wants but little; not that little long;
How soon must he resign his very dust,
Which frugal nature lent him for an hour!

Broome.

Young, N. T. IV.

What folly can be ranker? Like our shadows,
Our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.
We see time's furrows on another's brow,
How few themselves in that just mirror, see!

O, sir! I must not tell my age.

Young, N. T. v.

Young, N. T.v.

Goldsmith, She Stoops, III.

They say women and music should never be dated.

Though old, he still retain'd

His manly sense, and energy of mind.
Virtuous and wise he was, but not severe;
He still remember'd that he once was young.
An age that melts with unperceived decay,
And glides in modest innocence away;
Whose peaceful Day benevolence endears,
Whose Night congratulating conscience cheers;
The general favourite as the general friend:
Such age there is, and who shall wish its end?

Armstrong.

Johnson, Van. of H. W. 293.

Tho' time has touch'd her too, she still retains
Much beauty and more majesty.

Yet time, who changes all, had altered him
In soul and aspect as in age: years steal
Fire from the mind as vigour from the limb :
And life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.

Byron.

Byron Ch. Har. 111. 8

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