244 EXCELLENCE - MERIT-WORTH. 18. Angels attend thee! May their wings Fan every shadow from thy browFor only bright and lovely things Should wait on one so good as thou. 19. But there are deeds which should not pass away, And names that must not wither. 20. Of many charms, to her as natural BYRON'S Childe Harold. As sweetness to the flower, or salt to ocean. BYRON'S Don Juan. 21. Oh! she was perfect, past all parallel! BYRON'S Don Juan. 22. Tho' modest, on his unembarrass'd brow Nature had written. Gentleman. 25. I think of thee, sweet lady, as of one Kindred with those around, yet brighter far. MRS. A. B. Welby. 26. The noble mind, unconscious of a fault, No fortune's frowns can bend, or smiles exalt, 27. All beaming with light as those young features are, 28. One in whose love, I felt, were given MOORE. MOORE's Loves of the Angels. 29. The fame that a man wins himself, is best; EXCESS. (See DRINKING.) MIDDLETON. EXECUTION. 1. "Tis now past midnight, and, by eight to-morrow, Thou must be made immortal. But in their deaths remember they are men; Strain not the laws to make their tortures grievous. 21 * ADDISON'S Cato. 246 4. EXERCISE. Slave! do thine office! Strike as I struck the foe! strike as I would Have struck those tyrants! strike deep as my curse! Strike-and but once! BYRON'S Marino Faliero. 5. These the last accents Hugo spoke, "Strike:"-and flashing fell the stroke- BYRON'S Parisina. EXERCISE. 1. Nobody's healthful without exercise; Just wars are exercises of a state; Virtue's in motion, and contends to rise, With generous ascents above a mate. 2. He does allot for every exercise 3. A several hour; for sloth, the nurse of vices, Weariness Can snore upon the flint, when resty sloth 4. Though sluggards deem it but a foolish chase, ALEYN. MASSINGER. SHAKSPEARE. And marvel men should quit their easy chair, 5. Rise early, and take exercise in plenty, 1. But be not long, for in the tedious minutes, Fell demon of our fears! the human soul, 3. "Yet doth he live!" exclaims th' impatient heir, And sighs for sables which he inust not wear. FROWDE. MALLET. BYRON'S Lara. 4. Oh! how impatience gains upon the soul MRS. TIGHE'S Psyche. 5. To the fond doubting heart, its hopes appear All seem but day dreams of delight too dear! While the scarce-trusted bliss seems but to cheat the eyes. MRS. TIGHE'S Psyche. 248 EXPERIENCE. 1. EXPERIENCE. To wilful men, The injuries that they themselves procure, 2. He jests at scars, that never felt a wound. SHAKSPEARE. SHAKSPEARE. If wisdom's friend, her best; if not, worst foe. YOUNG'S Night Thoughts. 4. Experience join'd to common sense, To mortals is a providence. 5. Some positive, persisting fools we know, GREEN. POPE'S Essay on Criticism. 6. Experience, wounded, is the school 7. O, teach him, while your lessons last, 8. For most men, till by losing render'd sager, 9. Her hopes ne'er drew LORD BROOK. SCOTT's Rokeby. BYRON'S Beppo. Aught from experience, that chill touchstone whose BYRON'S Island, |