Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face,
And find delight writ there with beauty's pen;
Examine every several lineament,

And what obscur'd in this fair volume lies,

Sh. Rom. 1. 3.

Find written in the margin of his eyes.

If to her share some female errors fall,

Look on her face, and you'll forget them all. Pope, R. of L.11.15.

Yet even her tyranny had such a grace,

The women pardoned all, except her face. Byron, D. J. v. 113.

His face was of that doubtful kind,

That wins the eye but not the mind.

FACTION.

Scott, Rokeby, v. 16.

Seldom is faction's ire in haughty minds
Extinguish'd but by death: it oft, like fire
Suppress'd, breaks forth again, and blazes higher.

That talking knave

May, Henry II. IV. 3.

Consumes his time in speeches to the rabble,
And sows sedition up and down the city;
Picking up discontented fools, belying

The senators and government; destroying

Faith among honest men, and praising knaves.

Avoid the politic, the factious fool,

Otway, Caius Marius.

The busy, buzzing, talking, harden'd knave;

The quaint smooth rogue, that sins against his reason,

Calls saucy loud sedition public zeal,

And mutiny the dictates of his spirit.

When shall the deadly hate of faction cease,
When shall our long divided land have rest,

If every peevish, moody malcontent,

Shall set the senseless rabble in an uproar?

Fright them with dangers, and perplex their brains,

Otway.

Each day with some fantastic giddy change? Rowe, Jane Shore.

When you see this land by faction tossed,

Her nobles slain, her laws, her freedom lost,
Let this reflection from the action flow,
We ne'er from foreign foes can ruin know;
Oh! let us then intestine discord shun;

We ne'er can be but by ourselves undone.

Savage.

FAIRIES.

This is the fairy land; oh, spite of spites,
We talk with goblins, owls, and elvish sprites. Sh.Com. E. 11.2.

Oft fairy elves,

forest side,

Whose midnight revels by a
Or fountain, some belated peasant sees,
Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon
Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth
Wheels her pale course, they on their mirth and dance
Intent, with jocund music charm his ear;
At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.

Milton, P. L. 1. 781.

In days of old, when Arthur fill'd the throne, Whose acts and fame to foreign lands were blown, The king of elves and little fairy queen Gamboll'd on heaths, and danced on every green; And where the jolly troop had led the round, The grass unbidden rose, and mark'd the ground. Dryden. About this spring, if ancient fame say true, The dapper elves their moonlight sports renew; Their pigmy king and little fairy queen In circling dances gamboll'd on the green, While tuneful sprites a merry concert made, And airy music warbled through the shade.

FAIRS.

His corn and cattle were his only care,
And his supreme delight a country fair.

FAITH.

Some faiths are like those mills that cannot grind
Their corn, unless they work against the wind.
True faith and reason are the soul's two eyes;
Faith looks upwards and descries

evermore

but reason can discover

Things only near-sees nothing that's above her:
The only matches often disagree

And

sometimes

both are clos'd, and neither see.

Pope.

Dryden.

Quarles.

Quarles.

Cowley, on Crashaw.

His in some nice tenets might
Be wrong; his life, I'm sure, was in the All faiths are to their own believers just;
For none believe because they will, but must:
Faith one belier from which there's no defence,
Because fereason it does first convince;

And

And

reason conscience into fetters brings,

Dryden.

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FAITH-FALSEHOOD, FALSENESS.

FAITH-continued.

For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight;
His can't be wrong whose life is in the right. Pope, E. M.111.305.

Faith builds a bridge across the gulf of death,
To break the shock blind nature cannot shun.

Faith, fanatic faith, once wedded fast

Young, N. Т.

To some dear falsehood, hugs it to the last. Moore, Lalla Rookh.

Faith is the subtle chain

That binds us to the Infinite: the voice

Of a deep life within.

Mrs. Oakes Smith. (Am.)

Great faith it needs, according to my view,

To trust in that which never could be true. Park Benjamin, Am.

Faith is the star that gleams above,

Hope is the flower that buds below;

Twin tokens of celestial love

That out from nature's bosom grow,

And still alike in sky, on sod,

That star and blossom ever point to God.

FALL.

Some falls are means the happier to rise.

When once a shaking monarchy declines,

James Kent.

Sh. Cymb. IV. 2.

Each thing grows bold, and to its fall combines.

FALSE HAIR.

The golden hair that Galla wears

Is hers: who would have thought it?

She swears 't is hers, and true she swears,

Crown, Chas. VIII.

For I know where she bought it. Martial, v1.13 (Harrington).

FALSEHOOD, FALSENESS-see Deceit, Hypocrisy, Lies.

As false

As air, as water, wind, or sandy earth;
As fox to lamb; as wolf to heifer's calf;

Pard to the hind, or stepdame to her son.

If heaven would make me such another world

Had she been true,

Of one entire and perfect chrysolite,

I'ld not have sold her for it.

Money and man a mutual falsehood show,

Sh. Troil. 111. 2.

Sh. Oth. v. 2.

Men make false money, money makes men so. Aleyn, H. VII.

Falsehood and fraud grow up in every soil,

The product of all climes.

Addison, Cato.

FALSEHOOD, FALSENESS-continued.
Dishonour waits

FALSEHOOD, FALSENESS-FAME.

Of cowards.

perfidy. The villain

a falsehood: 'Tis the crime

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Cha. Johnson, Sultaness.

Let falsehood be a stranger to thy lips;

Shame on the policy that first began

To tamper with the heart to hide its thoughts!

And doubly shame on that inglorious tongue

That sold its honesty and told a lie.

What is man's love! his vows are broke,

Even while his parting kiss is warm.

FAME-see Reputation.

Havard, Regulus.

Famous throughout the world for warlike praise,

And glorious spoils purchas'd in perilous fight;

Full many doughty knights he,

in his days,

Halleck.

Had done to death, subdued in equal frays. Spenser, F. Queen.

Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,

Live register'd upon our brazen tombs. Sh. Love's L. L. 1. 1.

Then shall our names

Familiar in his mouth as household words,

Be in their flowing cups freshly remembered. Sh. H. v. Iv. 3, Death makes no conquest of this conqueror;

For now he lives in fame, though not in life. Sh. Ric. 111. 111. 1. Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues

We write in water.

The evil that men do lives after them;

Sh. Hen. VIII. IV. 2.

The good is oft interred with their bones. Sh. Jul. C. 111. 2. Better leave undone, than by our deed acquire

Too high a fame, when him we serve 's away. Sh. Ant. Cl.111.1.
He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause. Sh. Tit. A. 1.2.
The fame that a man wins himself, is best;

That he may call his own. Honours put on him
Make him no more a man than his clothes do,

Which are as soon ta'en off. Middleton, Mayor of Queenborough.

What shall I do to be for ever known,

And make the age to come my own?

Fame, if not double-faced, is double-mouthed,

And with contrary blast proclaims most deeds:

Cowley, Motto.

On both his wings, one black the other white,
Bears greatest names in his wild airy flight. Milton, S.Ag.971.

Fame has two wings, one black the other white,

And waves them both in her unequal flight.

Milton.

Fame is the spur that the clear sp'rit doth raise
(That last infirmity of noble minds)

To scorn delights and live laborious days;
But the fair guerdon when we hope to find,
And think to burst out into sudden blaze,
Comes the blind fury with the abhorred shears,

And slits the thin-spun life.

Milton, Lycidas, 70.

There is a tall long-sided dame,-
But wondrous light-ycleped fame,
That like a thin chameleon boards
Herself on air, and eats her words;
Upon her shoulders wings she wears
Like hanging sleeves, lin'd thro' with ears,

And eyes, and tongues, as poets list,
Made good by deep mythologist.

With these she thro' the welkin flies,

And sometimes carries truth, oft lies. Butler, Hud. 11. 1, 46.

I hate those potent madmen who keep all

Mankind awake while they, by their great deeds,
Are drumming hard upon this hollow world,
Only to make a sound to last for ages.

Etherege.

If parts allure thee, think how Bacon shined,
The wisest, brightest, meanest of mankind;
Or, ravished with the whistling of a name,
See Cromwell, damned to everlasting fame! Pope, E.M.IV.281.

What's fame ? a fancied life in others' breath,

A thing beyond us, e'en before our death, Pope, E. M. IV 237. As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame,

I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. Pope, Sat. Prol. 127. Nor fame I slight, nor for her favours call :

She comes unlooked for, if she comes at all. Ib. Fame, 513.

Men the most infamous are fond of fame;

And those who fear not guilt, yet start at shame.

Churchill, The Author, 233.

Knows he, that mankind praise against their will,

And mix as much detraction as they can ?

Knows he, that faithless fame her whisper has

As well as trumpet ?

Young, Night Thoughts.

Fame is a public mistress, none enjoys,

But, more or less, his rival's peace destroys. Young, Ep. to Pope.

With fame, in just proportion, envy grows;

The man that makes a character, makes foes. Ib. Ep. to Pope.