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Affliction is enamour'd of thy parts,
Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray And thou art wedded to calamity.
Marathon. a. Romeo and Juliet. Act III. Sc. 3. m. BYRON—Childe Harold. Canto II.
St. 88. Henceforth I'll bear Affliction till it do cry out itself,
Just as old age is creeping on apace,
And clouds come o'er the sunset of our day, Enough, Enough, and die.
They kindly leave us, though not quite alone, b. King Lear. Act IV. Sc. 6.
But in good company--the gout or stone.
n. BYRON-- Don Juan. Canto III. Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound
St. 59. Upon a wheel of fire ; that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
My days are in the yellow leaf ; c. King Lear. Act IV. Sc. 7.
The flowers and fruits of love are gone;
The worm, the canker, and the grief Affliction is not sent in vain Are mine alone! From that good God who chastens whom he -0. BYRON-On my Thirty-sixth Year. : loves. d. SOUTHEY- Madoc. Pt. III. Line 74. Dark and despairing, my sight I may seal,
But man cannot cover what God would With silence only as their benediction,
reveal : God's angels come
'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, Where in the shadow of a great affliction,
And coming events cast their shadows before. The soul sits dumb!
P. CAMPBELL-Lochiel's Warning. € WHTTLER- To my friend on the death
Line 53 of his sister.
As I approve of a youth that has something Affliction is the good man's shining scene; of the old man in him, so I am no less pleased Prosperity conceals his brightest ray ;
with an old man that has something of the As night to stars, woe lustre gives to man.
youth. f. YOUNG—Night Thoughts. Night IX.
Life's shadows are mecting Eternity's day.
1. James G. CLARKE- Leona. AGE (OLD.)
The spring, like youth, fresh blossoms doth Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years ! |
produce, I am so weary of toil and of tears, -
But autumn makes them ripe and fit for use: Toil without recompense, tears all in vain
So age a mature mellowness doth set Take them, and give me my childhood again! On the green promises of youthful heat.
g. ELIZABETH AKERS- Rock Me to Sleep. s. Sir JOHN DENHAM - Cato Major. Pt. IV. Weak withering age no rigid law forbids
Boys must not have th'ambitious care of men, With frugal nectar, smooth and slow with Nor men the weak anxieties of age. balm
WENTWORTH DILLON (Earl of The sapless habit daily to bedew,
Roscommon)-Trans. Horace. And give the hesitating wheels of life
Of the Art of Poetry. Line 212. Glibblier to play. h. JOHN ARMSTRONG- On Preserving
We do not count a man's years, until he Health. Bk. II. Line 486
has nothing else to count.
U. EMERSON - Society and Solitude. Men of age object too much, consult too
Old Age. long, adventure too little, repent too soon,
Old age is courteous- no one more : and seldom drive business home to the full
For time after time he knocks at the door, period, but content themselves with a mediocrity of success.
But nobody says, “Walk in, sir, pray!”
Yet turns he not from the door away, i Bacon-Essay XLII. Of Youth and Age.
But lifts the latch, and enters with speed, Old age comes on apace to ravage all the
And then they cry, “A cool one, indeed." clime.
v. GOETHE- Old Age. j. BEATTIE--The Minstrel. Bk. I. St. 25. Alike all ages : dames of ancient days To resist with success, the frigidity of old
Have led their children through the mirthful
maze, age, one must combine the body, the mind,
And the gay grandsire, skill'd in gestic lore, and the heart; to keep these in parallel
Has frisked beneath the burden of threescore. vigor, one must exercise, study and love.
GOLDSMITH - The Traveller. Line 251. k. BONSTETTEN --In Abel Stevens Madame de Stael. Ch. XXVI. 1 O blest retirement! friend to life's decline
How blest is he who crowns, in shades like No chronic tortures racked his aged limb,
these, For luxury and sloth had nourished none for | A youth of labour with an age of ease !
. GOLDSMITH – The Deserted Village. 1. BRYANT — The Old Man's Funeral.
so may'st thou live till like ripe fruit thou a. GRAY-Ode on Eton College. St. I.
Into thy mother's lap, or be with ease When he is forsaken,
Gather'd, not harshly pluck'd, for death Withered and shaken,
mature. What can an old man do but die?
m. MILTON— Paradise Lost. Bk. XI. 0. HOOD- Ballad.
Line 535. Superfluous lags the veteran on the stage, | Se Life's year begins and closes ; Till pitying Nature signs the last release,
Days, though short'ning, still can shine ; And bids afflicted worth retire to peace. What though youth gave love and roses, c. SAM'L JOHNSON -- Vanity of Human
Age still leaves us friends and wine.
n. MOORE-Spring and Autumn.
| Thyself no more deceive, thy youth hath fled. And as the evening twilight fades away
o. PETRARCH-To Laura in Death. The sky is filled with stars, invisible by
Sonnet LXXXII. d. LONGFELLOW-Morituri Salutamus.
Why will you break the Sabbath of my days? Line 284.
Now sick alike of Envy and of Praise.
p. POPE-First Book of Horace. Ep. I. And the bright faces of my young compan
Line 3, ions Are wrinkled like my own, or are no more.
Through the sequester'd vale of rural life, e. LONGFELLOW - Spanish Student.
The venerable patriarch guileless held
9. PORTEUS-Death. Line 109. How far the gulf-stream of our youth may
What makes old age so sad is, not that oui Into the arctic regions of our lives,
joys, but that our hopes cease. Where little else than life itself survives.
1. RICHTER. f. LONGFELLOW-Morituri Salutamus.
Line 250. O, roses for the flush of youth, The course of my long life hath' reached at
And laurel for the perfect prime; last,
But pluck an ivy branch for me In fragile bark o'er a tempestuous sea,
Grown old before my time. The common harbor, where must rendered
s. CHRISTINA G. ROSSETTI — Song. St. 1. be.
On his bold visage middle age Account of all the actions of the past.
Had slightly press'd its signet sage. g. LONGFELLOW-- Old Age.
t. SCOTT- Lady of the Lake. Canto I. The sunshine fails, the shadows grow more
Pt. XXI dreary, And I am near to fall, infirm and weary.
Thus pleasures fade away ; h. LONGFELLOW--Canzone.
Youth, talents, beauty thus decay,
And leave us dark, forlorn, and gray ; Whatever poet, orator, or sage may say of u. SCOTT— Marmion. Introduction to it, old age is still old age.
Canto II. St. 2 LONGFELLOW- Morituri Salutamus.
Old friends are best. King James us'd to
call for his old shoes, they were easiest foj Age is not all decay ; it is the ripening, the his feet. swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers V. SELDEN- Table Talk. Friends. and bursts the husk. j. GEORGE MacDONALD— The Marquis of And his big manly voice,
Lossie. Ch. XL. Turning again towards childish treble, piper
And whistles in his sound. Set is the sun of my years ;
w. As You Like It. Act II. Sc. 7. And over a few poor ashes, I sit in my darkness and tears.
An old man is twice a child. k. GERALD MASSEY- A Wail.
x. Hamlet. Act II. Sc. 2.
The ages roll Forward ; and forward with them, draw my
As you are old and reverend, should be wise
y. King Lear. Act I. Sc. 4. soul Into time's infinite sea.
At your age, And to be glad, or sad, I care no more :
The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble But to have done, and to have been, before | And waits upon the judgment. I cease to do and be.
2. Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 4. 2 OWEN MEREDITH-The Wanderer.
Bk. IV. | Begin to patch up thine old body for heaven A Confession and Apology. St. 9. aa. Henry IV. Pt. II. Act II. Sc. 4.
For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees Though now this grained face of mine be
In sap-consuming winter's drizzle show, a. All's Well that Ends Well. Act V. And all the conduits of my blood froze up,
Sc. 3. Yet hath my night of life some memory. Give me a staff of honor for mine age,
n. Comedy of Errors. Act V. Sc. 1. But not a sceptre to control the world.
What should we speak of b. Titus Andronicus. Act 1. Sc. 2.
When we are old as you ? When we shall hear His silver hairs
The rain and wind beat dark December. Will purchase us a good opinion,
0. Cymbeline. Act III. Sc. 3. And buy men's voices to commend our deeds. When the age is in, the wit is out. c. Julius Cæsar. Act II. Sc. 1.
p. Much Ado About Nothing. Act III. Men shut their doors against a setting sun.
Sc. 5. d. Timon of Athens. Act I. Sc. 2.
You are old ; Minates, hours, days, weeks, months, and
Nature in you stands on the very verge years,
Of her contine. Pass'd over to the end they were created,
9. King Lear. Act II. Sc. 4. Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. |
You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, Ah, what a life were this! e. Henry VI. Pt. III. Act II. Sc. 5.
As full of grief as age; wretched in both.
3. King Lear. Act II. Sc. 4. My way of life Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf :
Every man desires to live long ; but no And that which should accompany old age,
man would be old. As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends,
8. SWIFT- Thoughts on Various Subjects, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead,
Moral and Diverting. Curses not loud, but deep, mouth-honor, breath,
Age, too, shines out, and garrulous reWhich the poor heart would fain deny, and
counts the feats of youth,
t. THOMSON -- The Seasons. Autumn. dare not.
Line 1229. f. Macbeth. Act V. Sc. 3.
O father Abbot, O good gray head which all men knew, An old man, broken with the storms of State, U. TENNYSON- On the Death of the Duke Is come to lay his weary bones among ye;
of Wellington. St. 4. Give him a little earth for charity. g. Henry VIII. Act IV. Sc. 2.
A happy youth, and their old age
Is beautiful and free.
v. WORDSWORTH - The Fountain. Allow obedience, if you yourselves are old, But an old age serene and bright, Make it your cause.
And lovely as a Lapland night, h. King Lear. Act II. Sc. 4.
Shall lead thee to thy grave. Pray, do not mock me :
2. WORDS WORTH -- To a Young Lady. I am a very foolish fond old man,
Thus fares it still in our decay,
Mourns less for what age takes away i. King Leur. Act IV. Sc. 7.
Than what it leaves behind. Some smack of age in you, some relish of
X. WORDSWORTH - The Fountain. St. 9. the saltness of time.
Shall we--shall aged men, like aged trees, j. King Henry IV. Pt. II. Act I. Sc. 2. Strike deeper their vile root, and closer cling, Superfluity comes sooner by white hairs,
Still more enamour'd of their wretched soil ? but competency lives longer.
y. Young- Night Thoughts. Night IV.
Line 111. k. Merchant of Venice. Act I. Sc. 2. The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show,
Just prophet, let the damn'd one dwell
Full in the sight of Paradise, Time's thievish progress to eternity.
Beholding heaven and fearing hell. 1. Sonnet LXXII.
2. MOORE- Lalla Rookh. Fire Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ;
Worshippers. Line 1028. For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood;
Mirth cannot move a soul in agony. Nor did not with un bashful forehead woo
aa. Love's Labour's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2. The means of weakness and debility;
Many flowering islands lie Therefore my age is as a lusty winter,
In the waters of wide Agony. Frosty, but kindly.
bb. SHELLEY-- Lines written among the in." As You Like It. Act II. Sc. 3
Enganean Hills. Line 66.
What else remains for me?
Youth, hope, and love;
To build a new life on a ruined life.
0. LONGFELLOW— Masque of Pandora. sun.
Pt. VIII. In the Garden. a. ROBERT BROWNING--Paracelus. My hour at last is come;
Ambition has no rest. Yet not ingloriously or passively
p. BULWER-LYTTON-Richelieu. Act III. I die, but first will do some valiant deed,
Sc. 1. Of which mankind shall hear in after time. b. BRYANT'S Homer's Iliad. Bk. XXII.
The man who seeks one thing in life, and but
one, Line 375.
May hope to achieve it before life be done; No man is born without ambitious worldly But he who seeks all things, wherever he desires.
goes, c. CARLYLE-Essays. Schiller.
Only reaps from the hopes which around
him he sows. Thy danger chiefly lies in acting well;
A harvest of barren regrets. No crime's so great as daring to excel.
q. OWEN MEREDITH-Lucile. Pt. I. d. CHURCHILL- Epistle to Hogarth.
Canto II. St. 10. Line 51. The noblest spirit is most strongly at
Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven. tracted by the love of glory.
7. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. I. e. CICERO.
Line 263. I had a soul above buttons.
But what will not ambition and revenge f. GEORGE COLEMAN, JR.-Sylvester
Descend to? who aspires must down as low Daggerwood, or New Hay at the Old
As high he soar'd ; obnoxious first or last Market. Sc. 1.
To basest things.
8. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. IX. Wit, seeking truth, from cause to cause as
Line 168. cends,
Here may we reign secure, and in my choice And never rests till it the first attain;
To reign is worth ambition, though in hell. Will, seeking good, finds many middle ends;
t. MILTON - Paradise Lost. Bk. I. But never stays till it the last do gain.
Line 261. g. SIR JOHN DAVIES—The Immortality of
the Soui. | If at great things thou would'st arrive,
Get riches first, get wealth, and treasure Wild ambition loves to slide, not stand, And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land.
Not difficult, if thou hearken to me; h. DRYDEN--- Absalom and Achitophel.
Riches are mine, fortune is in my hand,
While virtue, valor, wisdom, sit in want. The lover of letters loves power too.
U MILTON- Paradise Regained. Bk. II. i. EMERSON— Clubs.
Line 426. All may have,
Such joy ambition finds. If they dare try, a glorious life or grave. v. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. IV. j. HERPERT— The Temple. The
Line 92 Church-Porch.
Onward, onward may we press My name is Norval; on the Grampian hills Through the path of duty ; My father feeds his flocks ; a frugal swain,
Virtue is true happiness, Whose constant cares were to increase his Excellence true beauty ; store,
Minds are of supernal birth, And keep his only son, myself, at home.
Let us make a heaven of earth. k. John HOME- Douglas. Act II. Sc. 1. w. JAMES MONTGOMERY-Aspirations of
Youth. St. 3. Studious to please, yet not asham'd to fail.
Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious I. SAM'L JOHNSON--Prologue to the
Tragedy of Irene,
First Aower of the earth, and first gem of the I see, but cannot reach, the height
sea. That lies forever in the light.
2. MOORE- Remember Thee. m. LONGFELLOW-Christus. The Golden
From servants hasting to be gods.
y. POLLOK - Course of Time. Bk. II. Most people would succeed in small things
Just and Unjust Rulers. if they were not troubled with great ambi But see how oft ambition's aims are cross'd, tions.
And chiefs contend 'till all the prize is lost! n. LONGFELLOW-Drift-Wood.
2. POPE— Rape of the Lock. Canto V. Table-Talk. |
Men would be angels, angels would be
gods. a POPE- Essay on Man. Ep. I.
Ill-weav'd ambition, how much art thou
shrunk ! When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound ; But now, two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough. j. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act. V. Sc. 4.
It were all one That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it, he is so above me. k. All's Well That Ends Well. Act. I.
Sc. 1. Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me. Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambi
tion, By that, sin, fell the angels ; how can man
then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it? Love thyself last; cherish those hearts that
The noble Brutus
m. Julius Cæsar. Act. III. Sc. 2. There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire
Oh, sons of earth! attempt ye still to rise,
skies? Heav'n still with laughter the vain toil sur
...veys, And buries madmen in the heaps they raise. b. POPE- Essay on Man. Ep. IV.
Line 74. Who knows but he, whose hand the light
ning forms, Who heaves old ocean, and who wings the
storms; Pours fierce Ambition in a Cæsar's mind. c. POPE- Essay on Man. Ep. I.
Line 157. Be always displeased at what thou art, if thou desire to attain to what thou art not; for where thou hast pleased thyself, there thou abidest. d. QUARLES— Emblems. Bk. IV.
To the Perfect wouldst thou go ;-
Space. Ambition is no cure for love. f. SCOTT-- Lay of the Last Minstrel.
Canto I. St. 27. Ambition's debt is paid. 9. Julius Cæsar. Act. III. Sc. 1.
I am not covetous for gold ;
I have no spur
That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women
Flenry VIII. Act. III. Sc. 2.
the shadow of a dream.
'Tis a common proof,
p. Julius Cæsar. Act II. Sc. 1. Virtue is chok'd with foul ambition.
q. IIenry VI. Pt. II. Act III. Sc. 1. How many a rustic Milton has pass'd by, Stifling the speechless longings of his heart, In unremitting drudgery and care! How many a vulgar Cato has compelled His energies, no longer tameless then, To mould a pin, or fabricate a nail !
1. SHELLEY- Queen Mab. Pt. V. St. 9. I was born to other things.
8. TENNYSON- In Memoriam. Pt. CXIX. How like a mounting devil in the heart, Rules the unreined ambition.
t. WILLIS- Parrhasius. Mad ambition trumpeteth to all. u. WILLIS- From a Poem delivered at
Yale College in 1827.