W.

Wagers.

Quoth she, I've heard old cunning stagers

Say fools for arguments use wagers.

2019

BUTLER:

Hudibras,

Pt. ii., Canto i., Line 297.

Walks.

A pillar'd shade

High overarch'd, and echoing walks between.

2020

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. ix., Line 1106.

Whene'er I take my walks abroad,

How many poor I see!

2021

WATTS:

Divine Songs,

Song iv.

War.

O war, thou son of hell,

Whom angry heav'ns do make their minister,

Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part

Hot coals of vengeance!—Let no soldier fly;

He that is truly delicate to war

Hath no self-love: nor he that loves himself.

2022

SHAKS.:

2 Henry VI.,

Act v., Sc. 2.

Grim-visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front.

2023

SHAKS.:

Richard III.,

Act i., Sc. 1.

War's a game, which, were their subjects wise,

Kings would not play at.

2024

COWPER:

Task,

Bk. v., Line 186.

War, war is still the cry, "War even to the knife!"

2025

BYRON:

Ch. Harold,

Canto i., St. 86.

War is a terrible trade; but in the cause that is righteous,

Sweet is the smell of powder.

2026

LONGFELLOW:

Courtship of Miles Standish,

Pt. iv., Line 135.

Warning.

Men that stumble at the threshold,

Are well foretold that danger lurks within.

2027

SHAKS.:

3 Henry VI.,

Act iv., Sc. 7.

Warrior.

But he lay like a warrior taking his rest,

With his martial cloak around him.

2028

CHARLES WOLFE:

Burial of Sir John Moore.

Washington.

Washington's a watchword such as ne'er

Shall sink while there's an echo left to air.

2029

BYRON:

Age of Bronze,

St. 5.

Water.

Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.

2030

SHAKS.:

2 Henry VI.,

Act iii., Sc. 1.

Till taught by pain,

Men really know not what good water's worth:

If you had been in Turkey or in Spain,

Or with a famish'd boat's crew had your berth,

Or in the desert heard the camel's bell,

You'd wish yourself where truth is—in a well.

2031

BYRON:

Don Juan,

Canto ii., St. 84.

Wave.

So gently shuts the eye of day;

So dies a wave along the shore.

2032

MRS. BARBAULD:

Death of the Virtuous.

A life on the ocean wave!

A home on the rolling deep,

Where the scattered waters rave,

And the winds their revels keep!

2033

EPES SARGENT:

Life On the Ocean Wave.

Way.

Like one that had been led astray

Through the heav'n's wide, pathless way.

2034

MILTON:

Il Penseroso,

Line 65.

Weakness.

If weakness may excuse,

What murderer, what traitor, parricide,

Incestuous, sacrilegious, but may plead it?

All wickedness is weakness; that plea, therefore,

With God or man will gain thee no remission.

2035

MILTON:

Sam. Agonistes,

Line 831.

Wealth.

If thou art rich, thou art poor;

For, like an ass, whose back with ingots bows,

Thou bearest thy heavy riches but a journey,

And death unloads thee.

2036

SHAKS.:

M. for M.,

Act iii., Sc. 1.

To purchase heaven, has gold the power?

Can gold remove the mortal hour?

In life, can love be bought with gold?

Are friendship's pleasures to be sold?

2037

DR. JOHNSON:

To a Friend.

Weeds.

Have hung

My dank and dropping weeds

To the stern god of sea.

2038

MILTON:

Tr. of Horace,

Bk. i., Ode 5.

Welcome.

So, you are very welcome to our house.

It must appear in other ways than words,

Therefore, I scant this breathing courtesy.

2039

SHAKS.:

M. of Venice,

Act v., Sc. 1.

A hundred thousand welcomes: I could weep,

And I could laugh; I am light and heavy: Welcome.

2040

SHAKS.:

Coriolanus,

Act ii., Sc. 1.

Wheel.

I wandered by the brookside,

I wandered by the mill;

I could not hear the brook flow,

The noisy wheel was still.

2041

RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES:

The Brookside.

Wickedness.

There is a method in man's wickedness,—

It grows up by degrees.

2042

BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER:

A King and No King,

Act v., Sc. 4.

Widows.

May widows wed as often as they can,

And ever for the better change their man;

And some devouring plague pursue their lives,

Who will not well be govern'd by their wives.

2043

DRYDEN:

Wife of Bath,

Line 543.

Wife.

She is mine own:

And I as rich in having such a jewel,

As twenty seas, if all their sands were pearl,

The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.

2044

SHAKS.:

Two Gent. of V.,

Act ii., Sc. 4.

We'll leave a proof, by that which we will do,

Wives may be merry, and yet honest too.

2045

SHAKS.:

Mer. W. of W.,

Act iv., Sc. 2.

The wife, where danger or dishonor lurks,

Safest and seemliest by her husband stays,

Who guards her, or with her the worst endures.

2046

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. ix., Line 267.

She is a bonnie wee thing,

This sweet wee wife o' mine.

2047

BURNS:

My Wife's a Winsome Wee Thing.

The world well tried—the sweetest thing in life

Is the unclouded welcome of a wife.

2048

N.P. WILLIS:

Lady Jane,

Canto ii., St. 11.

Wilderness.

Oh for a lodge in some vast wilderness,

Some boundless contiguity of shade.

2049

COWPER:

Task,

Bk. ii., Line 1.

Will.

A weapon that comes down as still

As snowflakes fall upon the sod;

But executes a freeman's will,

As lightning does the will of God.

2050

JOHN PIERPONT:

A Word from a Petitioner.

Willow.

A poore soule sat sighing under a sycamore tree;

Oh, willow, willow, willow!

With his hand on his bosom, his head on his knee,

Oh, willow, willow, willow!

2051

THOMAS PERCY:

Willow, Willow, Willow.

Wind.

What wind blew you hither, Pistol?

Not the ill wind which blows none to good.

2052

SHAKS.:

2 Henry IV.,

Act v., Sc. 3.

The wind is rising; it seizes and shakes

The doors and window-blinds and makes

Mysterious moanings in the halls;

The convent-chimneys seem almost

The trumpets of some heavenly host,

Setting its watch upon our walls!

2053

LONGFELLOW:

Christus, Abbot Joachim.

A gentle wind of western birth,

From some far summer sea,

Wakes daisies in the wintry earth.

2054

GEORGE MACDONALD:

Songs of the Spring Days.

A melancholy sound is in the air,

A deep sigh in the distance, a shrill wail

Around my dwelling. 'Tis the Wind of night.

2055

WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT:

A Rain Dream.

Windows.

Rich windows that exclude the light,

And passages that lead to nothing.

2056

GRAY:

A Long Story.

Wine.

Wine makes Love forget its care,

And mirth exalts a feast.

2057

PARNELL:

Anacreontic, "Gay Bacchus, etc.",

St. 2.

And wine can of their wits the wise beguile,

Make the sage frolic, and the serious smile.

2058

POPE:

Odyssey,

Bk. xiv., Line 520.

Wing.

This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing

To waft me from distraction.

2059

BYRON:

Ch. Harold,

Canto iii., St. 85.

How at heaven's gates she claps her wings,

The morne not waking til she sings.

2060

JOHN LYLY:

Cupid and Campaspe,

Act v., Sc. 1

Winter.

Now is the winter of our discontent

Made glorious summer by this sun of York.

2061

SHAKS.:

Richard III.,

Act i., Sc. 1.

See, Winter comes to rule the varied year,

Sullen and sad, with all his rising train,

Vapors, and clouds, and storms.

2062

THOMSON:

Seasons, Winter,

Line 1.

But Winter has yet brighter scenes—he boasts

Splendors beyond what gorgeous Summer knows;

Or Autumn with his many fruits, and woods

All flushed with many hues.

2063

WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT:

A Winter Piece.

No vernal blooms their torpid rocks array,

But winter lingering chills the lap of May.

2064

GOLDSMITH:

Traveller,

Line 171.

In rigorous hours, when down the iron lane

The redbreast looks in vain

For hips and haws,

Lo, shining flowers upon my window-pane

The silver pencil of the winter draws.

2065

ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON:

Winter.

Wisdom.

Wisdom and fortune combating together,

If that the former dare but what it can,

No chance may shake it.

2066

SHAKS.:

Ant. and Cleo.,

Act iii., Sc. 11.

What is it to be wise?

'Tis but to know how little can be known;

To see all others' faults, and feel your own.

2067

POPE:

Essay on Man,

Epis. iv., Line 260.

The stream from Wisdom's well,

Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.

2068

BAYARD TAYLOR:

Wisdom of All.

And Wisdom's self

Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude.

2069

MILTON:

Comus,

Line 373.

Wishes.

Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.

2070

SHAKS.:

2 Henry IV.,

Act iv., Sc. 4.

Our wishes lengthen, as our sun declines.

2071

YOUNG:

Night Thoughts,

Night v., Line 662.

Wit—Wits.

I hold a mouses wit not worth a leke,

That hath but one hole for to sterten to.

2072

CHAUCER:

Canterbury Tales, The Wif of Bathes Prologue,

Line 6154.

Wit's an unruly engine, wildly striking

Sometimes a friend, sometimes the engineer.

2073

HERBERT:

Temple, Church Porch,

St. 41.

Great wits are sure to madness near allied,

And thin partitions do their bounds divide.

2074

DRYDEN:

Absalom and Achitophel,

Pt. i., Line 163.

Men famed for wit, of dangerous talents vain,

Treat those of common parts with proud disdain.

2075

CRABBE:

Patron,

Line 229.

Though I am young, I scorn to flit

On the wings of borrowed wit.

2076

GEORGE WITHER:

The Shepherd's Hunting.

Witches.

Midnight hags,

By force of potent spells, of bloody characters,

And conjurations, horrible to hear,

Call fiends and spectres from the yawning deep,

And set the ministers of hell at work.

2077

ROWE:

Jane Shore,

Act iv., Sc. 1.

Woe.

But I have that within which passeth show;

These but the trappings and the suits of woe.

2078

SHAKS.:

Hamlet,

Act i., Sc. 1.

Woes cluster; rare are solitary woes;

They love a train, they tread each other's heel.

2079

YOUNG:

Night Thoughts,

Night iii., Line 63.

Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure

Thrill the deepest notes of woe.

2080

BURNS:

Sweet Sensibility.

Wolf.

He's the symbol of hunger the whole earth through,

His spectre sits at the door or cave,

And the homeless hear with a thrill of fear

The sound of his wind-swept voice on the air.

2081

HAMLIN GARLAND:

The Gaunt Gray Wolf.

Woman.

Women are as roses; whose fair flower,

Being once display'd, doth fall that very hour.

2082

SHAKS.:

Tw. Night,

Act ii., Sc. 4.

Honor to women! to them it is given

To garden the earth with the roses of Heaven.

2083

SCHILLER:

Honor to Women.

Nothing lovelier can be found

In woman, than to study household good,

And good works in her husband to promote.

2084

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. ix., Line 232.

O woman! lovely woman! Nature made thee

To temper man; we had been brutes without you.

2085

OTWAY:

Venice Preserved,

Act i., Sc. 1.

Where is the man who has the power and skill

To stem the torrent of a woman's will?

For if she will, she will, you may depend on 't;

And if she won't, she won't; so there's an end on 't.

2086

Copied from the pillar erected on the mount in the

Dane John Field, Canterbury.

[

Examiner

: May 31, 1829.]

And yet believe me, good as well as ill,

Woman's at best a contradiction still.

Heaven, when it strives to polish all it can

Its last best work, but forms a softer man.

2087

POPE:

Moral Essays,

Epis. ii., Line 269.

Earth's noblest thing, a woman perfected.

2088

JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL:

Irene.

And whether coldness, pride, or virtue, dignify

A woman; so she's good, what does it signify?

2089

BYRON:

Don Juan,

Canto xiv., St. 57.

Oh, woman! in our hours of ease,

Uncertain, coy, and hard to please,

And variable as the shade

By the light quivering aspen made;

When pain and anguish wring the brow,

A ministering angel thou!

2090

SCOTT:

Marmion,

Canto vi., St. 30.

The woman that deliberates is lost.

2091

ADDISON:

Cato,

Act iv., Sc. 1.

A woman mixed of such fine elements

That were all virtue and religion dead

She'd make them newly, being what she was.

2092

GEORGE ELIOT:

The Spanish Gypsy,

Bk. ii.

Till we are built like angels, with hammer, and chisel, and pen,

We will work for ourselves and a woman, for ever and ever, Amen.

2093

RUDYARD KIPLING:

An Imperial Rescript.

Wonder.

A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour!

2094

BYRON:

Ch. Harold,

Canto ii., St. 2.

Woodland.

Yon woodland, like a human mind,

Has many a phase of dark and light;

Now dim with shadows wandering blind,

Now radiant with fair shapes of light.

2095

PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE:

The Woodland.

Woodman.

Woodman, spare that tree!

Touch not a single bough!

In youth it sheltered me,

And I'll protect it now.

2096

GEORGE P. MORRIS:

Woodman, Spare that Tree.

Woods.

Fresh gales and gentle airs

Whisper'd it to the woods, and from their wings

Flung rose, flung odors from the spicy shrub.

2097

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. viii., Line 508.

Words.

'Tis well said again,

And 'tis a kind of good deed to say well:

And yet words are no deeds.

2098

SHAKS.:

Henry VIII.,

Act iii., Sc. 2.

My words fly up, my thoughts remain below:

Words without thoughts, never to heaven go.

2099

SHAKS.:

Hamlet,

Act iii., Sc. 3.

Apt words have power to 'suage

The tumors of a troubled mind;

And are as balm to fester'd wounds.

2100

MILTON:

Samson Agonistes,

Line 184.

Our words have wings, but fly not where we would.

2101

GEORGE ELIOT:

Spanish Gypsy,

Bk. iii.

Words, however, are things.

2102

OWEN MEREDITH:

Lucile,

Pt. i., Canto ii., St. 6.

Wordsworth.

Time may restore us in his course

Goethe's sage mind and Byron's force;

But where will Europe's latter hour

Again find Wordsworth's healing power?

2103

MATTHEW ARNOLD:

Memorial Verses.

Work.

Free men freely work:

Whoever fears God, fears to sit at ease.

2104

MRS. BROWNING:

Aurora Leigh,

Bk. viii., Line 752.

Men must work, and women must weep.

2105

CHARLES KINGSLEY:

The Three Fishers.

World.

Why, then, the world's mine oyster,

Which I with sword will open.

2106

SHAKS.:

Mer. W. of W.,

Act ii., Sc. 2.

You have too much respect upon the world:

They lose it that do buy it with much care.

2107

SHAKS.:

M. of Venice,

Act i., Sc. 1.

Fast by hanging in a golden chain,

This pendent world, in bigness as a star.

2108

MILTON:

Par. Lost,

Bk. ii., Line 1051.

This world is all a fleeting show,

For man's illusion given;

The smiles of joy, the tears of woe,

Deceitful shine, deceitful flow—

There 's nothing true but Heaven.

2109

MOORE:

This World is all a Fleeting Show.

I have not loved the world, nor the world me.

2110

BYRON:

Ch. Harold,

Canto iii., St. 113.

Worm.

The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on.

2111

SHAKS.:

3 Henry VI.,

Act ii., Sc. 2.

Worship.

There may be worship without words.

2112

LONGFELLOW:

My Cathedral.

Worth.

Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow;

The rest is all but leather or prunella.

2113

POPE:

Essay on Man,

Epis. iv., Line 203.

Wounds.

Give me another horse: bind up my wounds.

2114

SHAKS.:

Richard III.,

Act v., Sc. 3.

Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike.

2115

POPE:

Prol. to the Satires,

Line 201.

Wrath.

Come not within the measure of my wrath.

2116

SHAKS.:

Two Gent. of V.,

Act v., Sc. 4.

Achilles' wrath, to Greece the direful spring

Of woes unnumber'd, heavenly goddess, sing!

2117

POPE:

Iliad,

Bk. i., Line 1.

Wreaths.

Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths,

Our bruised arms hung up for monuments.

2118

SHAKS.:

Richard III.,

Act i., Sc. 1.

Wrecks.

Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks,

Ten thousand men that fishes gnawed upon.

2119

SHAKS.:

Richard III.,

Act i., Sc. 4.

Wretch.

A needy, hollow-eyed, sharp-looking wretch,

A living dead man.

2120

SHAKS.:

Com. of Errors,

Act v., Sc. 1.

Writing.

You write with ease to show your breeding,

But easy writing's curs'd hard reading.

2121

SHERIDAN:

Clio's Prot.

Of all those arts in which the wise excel,

Nature's chief masterpiece is writing well.

2122

SHEFFIELD, DUKE OF BUCKINGHAMSHIRE:

Essay on Poetry.

Wrong.

Behold on wrong

Swift vengeance waits; and art subdues the strong!

2123

POPE:

Odyssey,

Bk. viii., Line 367.

Wrongs unredressed, or insults unavenged.

2124

WORDSWORTH:

Excursion,

Bk. iii.