E.

Eagle.

So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain,

No more through rolling clouds to soar again,

View'd his own feather on the fatal dart,

And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.

594

BYRON:

English Bards and Scotch Reviewers,

Line 826.

Ear.

Where more is meant than meets the ear.

595

MILTON:

Il Penseroso,

Line 120.

Earth.

The earth doth like a snake renew

Her winter weeds outworn.

596

SHELLEY:

Hellas,

Line 1060.

Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat,

Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe

That all was lost.

597

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. ix., Line 782.

Upon my burned body lie lightly, gentle earth.

598

BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER:

Maid's Tragedy,

Act i., Sc. 2.

Earth with her thousand voices praises God.

599

COLERIDGE:

Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni.

Ease.

Ease would recant

Vows made in pain, as violent and void.

600

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. iv., Line 96.

East.

An hour before the worshipp'd sun

Peered forth the golden window of the east.

601

SHAKS.:

Rom. and Jul.,

Act i., Sc. 1.

Easter.

Rise, heart; thy Lord is risen. Sing His praise

Without delays,

Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise

With Him mayst rise:

That, as His death calcined thee to dust,

His life may make thee gold, and, much more, just.

602

HERBERT:

The Church.

Easter.

Eating.

Unquiet meals make ill digestions.

603

SHAKS.:

Com. of Errors,

Act v., Sc. 1.

Some hae meat and canna eat,

And some would eat that want it;

But we hae meat, and we can eat,

Sae let the Lord be thankit.

604

BURNS:

Grace before Meat.

Echo.

Echo waits with art and care

And will the faults of song repair.

605

EMERSON:

May-Day,

Line 439.

O love, they die, in yon rich sky,

They faint on hill or field or river:

Our echoes roll from soul to soul,

And grow for ever and for ever.

606

TENNYSON:

The Princess,

Pt. iii.,

Song.

Eclipse.

The sun, ...

In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds

On half the nations, and with fear of change

Perplexes monarchs.

607

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. i., Line 597.

Eden.

They hand in hand, with wand'ring steps and slow,

Through Eden took their solitary way.

608

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. xii., Line 645.

Education.

'Tis education forms the common mind;

Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclin'd.

609

POPE:

Moral Essays,

Epis. i., Line 149.

Eloquence.

His tongue

Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear

The better reason, to perplex and dash

Maturest counsels.

610

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. ii., Line 113.

Emerson.

There comes Emerson first, whose rich words, every one,

Are like gold nails in temples to hang trophies on.

611

JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL:

A Fable for Critics.

Eminence.

He who ascends to mountain tops shall find

The loftiest peaks most wrapp'd in clouds and snow;

He who surpasses or subdues mankind,

Must look down on the hate of those below.

612

BYRON:

Ch. Harold,

Canto iii., St. 45.

Empire.

Hands that the rod of empire might have sway'd,

Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.

613

GRAY:

Elegy,

St. 12.

End.

Life's but a means unto an end; that end

Beginning, mean, and end to all things,—God.

614

BAILEY:

Festus,

Sc.

A Country Town.

Endurance.

'Tis not now who's stout and bold?

But who bears hunger best, and cold?

And he's approv'd the most deserving,

Who longest can hold out at starving.

615

BUTLER:

Hudibras,

Pt. iii., Canto iii., Line 353.

England.

O England!—model to thy inward greatness,

Like little body with a mighty heart,—

What mightst thou do, that honor would thee do,

Were all thy children kind and natural!

616

SHAKS.:

Henry V.,

Act i.,

Chorus.

Enmity.

'Tis death to me to be at enmity;

I hate it, and desire all good men's love.

617

SHAKS.:

Richard III.,

Act ii., Sc. 1.

Ensign.

Ay, tear her tattered ensign down!

Long has it waved on high,

And many an eye has danced to see

That banner in the sky.

618

OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES:

Old Ironside.

Enthusiasm.

Rash enthusiasm, in good society

Were nothing but a moral inebriety.

619

BYRON:

Don Juan,

Canto xiii., Line 35.

Envy.

Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise,

For envy is a kind of praise.

620

GAY:

Fables,

Pt. i., Fable 44.

Envy will merit, as its shade, pursue;

But, like a shadow, proves the substance true.

621

POPE:

E. on Criticism,

Pt. ii., Line 266.

Base envy withers at another's joy,

And hates that excellence it cannot reach.

622

THOMSON:

Seasons, Spring,

Line 284.

Epitaphs.

Nobles and heralds, by your leave,

Here lies what once was Matthew Prior,

The son of Adam and of Eve:

Can Bourbon or Nassau claim higher?

623

PRIOR:

Ep. Extempore.

Here rests his head, upon the lap of earth,

A youth to fortune and to fame unknown;

Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth,

And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.

624

GRAY:

Elegy, Epitaph.

Equality.

The trickling rain doth fall

Upon us one and all;

The south wind kisses

The saucy milkmaid's cheek,

The nun's demure and meek,

Nor any misses.

625

E.C. STEDMAN:

A Madrigal,

St. 3.

Error.

Shall Error in the round of time

Still father Truth?

626

TENNYSON:

Love and Duty.

But Error, wounded, writhes with pain,

And dies among his worshippers.

627

WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT:

The Battle-Field.

Eternity.

Beyond is all abyss,

Eternity, whose end no eye can reach.

628

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. xii., Line 555.

Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought!

629

ADDISON:

Cato,

Act v., Sc. 1.

Europe.

Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay.

630

TENNYSON:

Locksley Hall,

Line 184.

Eve.

Adam the goodliest man of men since born

His sons, the fairest of her daughters, Eve.

631

MILTON:

Par. Lost.,

Bk. iv., Line 323.

Evening.

The day is done, and the darkness

Falls from the wings of Night,

As a feather is wafted downward

From an eagle in his flight.

632

LONGFELLOW:

The Day is Done.

The sun is set; the swallows are asleep;

The bats are flitting fast in the gray air;

The slow soft toads out of damp corners creep;

And evening's breath, wandering here and there

Over the quivering surface of the stream,

Wakes not one ripple from its silent dream.

633

SHELLEY:

Evening.

Evil.

Farewell hope! and with hope, farewell fear!

Farewell remorse! all good to me is lost.

Evil, be thou my good; by thee at least

Divided empire with heaven's king I hold.

634

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. iv., Line 108.

Evil springs up, and flowers, and bears no seed,

And feeds the green earth with its swift decay,

Leaving it richer for the growth of truth.

635

JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL:

Prometheus.

Example.

The evil that men do lives after them,

The good is oft interred with their bones.

636

SHAKS.:

Jul. Cæsar,

Act iii., Sc. 2.

By his life alone,

Gracious and sweet, the better way was shown.

637

WHITTIER:

The Pennsylvania Pilgrim.

Excess.

To gild refined gold, to paint the lily,

To throw a perfume on the violet,

To smooth the ice, or add another hue

Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light

To seek the beauteous eye of Heaven to garnish,

Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.

638

SHAKS.:

King John,

Act iv., Sc. 2.

Exile.

Beheld the duteous son, the sire decayed,

The modest matron, and the blushing maid,

Forc'd from their homes, a melancholy train,

To traverse climes beyond the Western main.

639

GOLDSMITH:

Traveller,

Line 407.

Expectation.

'Tis expectation makes a blessing dear;

Heaven were not heaven if we knew what it were.

640

SUCKLING:

Against Fruition.

Experience.

Experience is by industry achieved,

And perfected by the swift course of time.

641

SHAKS.:

Two Gent, of V.,

Act i., Sc. 3.

His head was silver'd o'er with age,

And long experience made him sage.

642

GAY,

Fables,

Pt. i.,

The Shepherd and the Philosopher.

Extremes.

Extremes in nature equal good produce,

Extremes in man concur to general use.

643

POPE:

Moral Essays,

Epis. iii., Line 161.

Eyes.

Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,

Having some business, do entreat her eyes

To twinkle in their spheres till they return.

644

SHAKS.:

Rom. and Jul.,

Act ii., Sc. 2.

True eyes

Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise

The sweet soul shining thro' them.

645

OWEN MEREDITH:

Lucile,

Pt. ii., Canto ii., St. 3.

There are eyes half defiant,

Half meek and compliant;

Black eyes, with a wondrous, witching charm

To bring us good or to work us harm,

646

PHOEBE CARY:

Doves' Eyes.

Soul-deep eyes of darkest night.

647

JOAQUIN MILLER:

Californian,

Pt. iv.

Her eyes are homes of silent prayer.

648

TENNYSON:

In Memoriam,

Pt. xxxii., St. 1.

The bright black eye, the melting blue,—

I cannot choose between the two.

649

OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES:

The Dilemma.

These poor eyes, you called, I ween,

"Sweetest eyes were ever seen."

650

MRS. BROWNING:

Catarina to Camoens.

Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again,

And all went merry as a marriage bell.

651

BYRON:

Ch. Harold,

Canto iii., St. 21.