CHILD, CHILDHOOD, CHILDREN.

CHILD, CHILDHOOD, CHILDREN-continued.

Behold, my lords,

Although the print be little, le, the whole

matter

And copy of the father: eye, nose, lip,
The trick of his frown, his forehead; nay, the valley,
The pretty dimples of his chin, and cheek; his smiles,

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The very mould and frame of hand, nail, finger. Sh. W. T. 11. 3.

The poor wren,

The most diminutive of birds, will fight,

Her young ones in her nest, against the owl. Sh. Macb. 1V. 2.

The childhood shews the man,

As morning shews the day.

Milton, Parad. Reg. IV. 220.

Children blessings seem, but torments are,

When young our folly, and when old our fear. Otway, Don Car.

One son at home

Concerns thee more than many guests to come;
If to some useful art he be not bred,
He grows mere lumber, and is worse than dead.
Thanks to the gods, my boy has done his duty!
-Portius, when I am dead, be sure you place
His urn near mine.

Dryden.

Addison, Cato.

Behold the child, by nature's kindly law,
Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw. Pope, E.M. 11.275.

By sports like these are all their cares beguil'd;

The sports of children satisfy the child.

A lovely being, scarcely form'd or moulded,

Goldsmith, Trav.

Arose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded. Byron, D. J.xv. 43.

Yet a fine family is a fine thing,

(Provided they don't come in after dinner;)

'Tis beautiful to see a matron bring

Her children up (if nursing them don't thin her). Byron, D. J.

Look how he laughs and stretches out his arms,

And opens wide his blue eyes upon thine,

To hail his father: while his little form

Flutters as wing'd with joy. Talk not of pain!

The childless cherubs well might envy thee

The pleasures of a parent.

He smiles, and sleeps!-sleep on

And smile, thou little, young inheritor

Byron, Cain, III. 1.

Of a world scarce less young: sleep on, and smile!
Thine are the hours and days when both are cheering

And innocent!

Byron, Cain, III. 1.

Pollok.

Living jewels dropp'd unstained from heaven.

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CHILD, CHILDHOOD, CHILDREN-CHRISTMAS.

CHILD-CHILDHOOD-CHILDREN-continued.

The tear down childhood's cheek that flows,
Is like the dew-drop or the rose;
When next the summer breeze comes by,
And waves the bush, the flower is dry.

Scott, Rokeby.

Why was my prayer accepted? why did Heav'n
In anger hear me, when I ask'dason? Han. More, Moses, 1.
The child is father of the man. Wordsworth, My H. Leaps, 1.7.

Oh! dear to memory are those hours
When every pathway led to flowers;
When sticks of peppermint possess'd
A sceptre's power to sway the breast,
And heaven was round us while we fed
On rich ambrosial gingerbread.

Women know

The way to rear up children (to be just);
They know a simple, merry, tender knack
Of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes,

And stringing pretty words that make no sense,
And kissing full sense into empty words;
Which things are corals to cut life upon,

Eliza Cook.

Although such trifles.

CHOICE.

When better cherries are not to be had,

We needs must take the seeming best of bad.

So much to win, so much to lose,

No marvel that I fear to choose.

CHOLER.

Mrs. Browning.

Daniel.

Miss Landon.

Must I give way and room to your rash choler?

Shall I be frighted when a madman stares? Sh. Jul. C. 1v. 3.

Let your reason with your choler question

What 'tis you go about.

CHRISTIAN.

Sh. Hen. VIII. 1. 1.

A Christian is the highest style of man. Young, N. T. iv. 788.

CHRISTMAS.

At Christmas play, and make good cheer,

For Christmas comes but once a year. Tusser, 500 points, 12.

Lo! now is come our joyful'st feast!

Let every man be jolly.

Each room with ivy leaves is drest,

And every post with holly.

CHRISTMAS-CHURCH.

CHRISTMAS-continued.

Now all our neighbours' chimneys smoke,
And Christmas blocks are burning;

Their ovens they with bak't meats choke,

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And all their spits are turning. Wither, Christmas Carol.
Now thrice-welcome Christmas, which brings us good cheer,
Mine'd pies and plum porridge, good ale and strong beer,
With pig, goose, and capon, the best that may be,-
So well doth the weather and our stomachs agree.
Observe how the chimneys do smoke all about;
The cooks are providing for dinner, no doubt :
But those on whose tables no victuals appear,
O, may they keep Lent all the rest of the year!

Poor Robin's Almanack, 1695.

Heap on more wood! the wind is chill;

But let it whistle as it will,

We'll keep our Christmas merry still. Scott, Marmion, c. 6.

CHURCH-see Cathedral, Clergyman, Religion.

Then might you see

Cowls, hoods, and habits with their wearers tost
And flutter'd into rags; then reliques, beads,
Indulgences, dispenses, pardons, bulls,

The sport of winds; all these upwhirl'd aloft

Fly to the rearward of the world far off
Into a limbo large and broad, since call'd

The paradise of fools.

Milton, P. L. III. 490.

What makes a church a den of thieves?

A dean and chapter, and white sleeves. Butler, Hud. 3, 1. 1285.

Patience in want, and poverty of mind,

These marks of church and churchmen he designed,

And living taught, and dying left behind.

I met a reverend, fat, old, gouty friar,

Dryden.

With a paunch swoll'n so high, his double chin
Might rest upon 't: a true son of the church!
Fresh-colour'd, and well-thriving on his trade. Dryden, Span.F.
Who builds a church to God, and not to fame,
Will never mark the marble with his name. Pope, M. E. 111.
Church ladders are not always mounted best

By learned clerks and latinists professed. Cowper, Tiroc. 378.
"What is a Church ?" Let truth and reason speak;
They should reply-"The faithful pure and meek,
From Christian folds, the one selected race,
Of all professions, and of every place."

Crabbe, Borough.

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CHURCH-CLEANLINESS.

CHURCH-continued.

What is a church P-Our honest sexton tells

'T is a tall building, with a tower and bells. Crabbe, Borough.

Why should we crave a hallowed spot P
An altar is in each man's cot,

A church in every grove that spreads

Its living roof above our heads.

It never was a prosperous world

Wordsworth.

Since priests have interfer'd with temporal matters;
The custom of their ancestors they slight,

And change their shirts of hair for robes of gold;

Thus luxury and interest rule the church,

Whilst piety and conscience dwell in caves. Bancroft, F. of M.

CHURCHYARD - CEMETERY.

The solitary silent, solemn scene,

Where Cæsars, heroes, peasants, hermits lie,

Blended in dust together; where the slave

Rests from his labours; where th' insulting proud

Resigns his power; the miser drops his hoard;

Where human folly sleeps.

CHURLISHNESS.

My master is of churlish disposition,

Dyer, Ruins of Rome.

And little recks to find the way to heaven,

By doing deeds of hospitality.

CITIES.

Sh. As You L. IV. 2.

There with like haste to several ways they run,
Some to undo, and some to be undone;
While luxury and wealth, and war and peace,
Are each th' other's ruin and increase;
As rivers lost in seas, some secret vein
Thence reconveys, there to be lost again.

CITIZEN.

Religious, punctual, frugal, and so forth;
His word would pass for more than he was worth.
One solid dish his week-day meal affords,
And added pudding solemniz'd the Lord's.

CIVILITY.

Whilst thou livest, keep a good tongue in thy head.

CLEANLINESS.

Even from the body's purity, the mind
Receives a secret sympathetic aid.

Denham.

Pope, M. E. 3.

Sh. Temp. 111. 2.

Thomson, Summer.

CLERGY-see Pastor.

Babble on, ye priests; amuse mankind

With idle tales of flames, and tort'ring fiends,
And starry crowns, for patient sufferings here :

Yes, gull the crowd, and gain their earthly goods,

For feign'd reversions in a hea

a heavenly state. W. Shirley, Par.

Then shall they seek t' avail themselves of names,

Places, to titles, and with these to join

Secular power, though feigning still to act
By spiritual, to themselves appropriating

The Spirit of God, promised alike to be given

To all believers.

Milton, P. L. XII. 516.

Men of his coat should be minding their prayers,
And not among ladies to give themselves airs.

Swift.

Near yonder copse, where once the garden smil'd,

And still where many a garden flow'r grows wild,
There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose,

The village preacher's modest mansion rose.

A man he was to all the country dear,

Andpassing rich with forty pounds a year. Goldsmith, Des. V. 137.

At church, with meek and unaffected grace,
His looks adorn'd the venerable place;

Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway,
And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.

He that negociates 'tween God and man,

As God's ambassador, the grand concerns
Of judgment and of mercy, should beware
Of lightness in his speech.

Ib. 177.

Cowper, Task, 2, 464.

I venerate the man, whose heart is warm,

Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life

Coincident, exhibit lucid proof

That he is honest in the sacred cause. Cowper, Task, 2, 673.

In man or woman, but far 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.

Cowper, Task, 2, 414.

Whate'er

I may have been, or am, doth rest between
Heaven and myself. I shall not choose a mortal
To be my mediator.

Byron, Manfred, III. 1.