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Joseph Addison (1672–1719)

• For wheresoe'er I turn my ravish'd eyes,
  Gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise,
  Poetic fields encompass me around,
  And still I seem to tread on classic ground.
  • A Letter from Italy.

• The spacious firmament on high,
  With all the blue ethereal sky,
  And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
  Their great Original proclaim.
  • Ode.

• Soon as the evening shades prevail,
  The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
  And nightly to the listening earth
  Repeats the story of her birth;
  While all the stars that round her burn,
  And all the planets in their turn,
  Confirm the tidings as they roll,
  And spread the truth from pole to pole.
  • Ode.

• For ever singing as they shine,
  The hand that made us is divine.
  • Ode.

• Should the whole frame of Nature round him break,
  In ruin and confusion hurled,
  He, unconcerned, would hear the mighty crack,
  And stand secure amidst a falling world.
  • Horace. Ode iii, book iii.

• In all thy humours, whether grave or mellow,
  Thou 'rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow,
  Hast so much wit and mirth and spleen about thee,
  There is no living with thee, nor without thee.
  • Spectator. No. 68.

• Much may be said on both sides.
  • Spectator. No. 122.

• The Lord my pasture shall prepare,
  And feed me with a shepherd's care;
  His presence shall my wants supply,
  And guard me with a watchful eye.
  • Spectator. No. 444.

• Round-heads and wooden-shoes are standing jokes.
  • Prologue to The Drummer.

Oliver Goldsmith. (1730?–1774)

Elegy on the Death of a Mad Dog

• A kind and gentle heart he had,
  To comfort friends and foes;
  The naked every day he clad
  When he put on his clothes.

• And in that town a dog was found,
  As many dogs there be,
  Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound,
  And curs of low degree.

• The dog, to gain his private ends,
  Went mad, and bit the man.

• The man recovered of the bite,
  The dog it was that died.

The Good-Natured Man

• This same philosophy is a good horse in the stable, but an arrant jade on a journey.
  • Act i.

• All his faults are such that one loves him still the better for them.
  • Act i.

• Silence gives consent.
  • Act ii.

• Measures, not men, have always been my mark.
  • Act ii.

The Vicar of Wakefield

• We sometimes had those little rubs which Providence sends to enhance the value of its favours.
  • Chapter i.

• Handsome is that handsome does.
  • Chapter i.

• The premises being thus settled, I proceed to observe that the concatenation of self-existence, proceeding in a reciprocal duplicate ratio, naturally produces a problematical dialogism, which in some measure proves that the essence of spirituality may be referred to the second predicable.
  • Chapter vii.

• I find you want me to furnish you with argument and intellect too.
  • Chapter vii.

The Hermit

• Turn, gentle Hermit of the Dale,

 And guide my lonely way
To where yon taper cheers the vale
 With hospitable ray.

• • Chapter viii, Stanza 1.

• Taught by that Power that pities me,

 I learn to pity them.

• • Chapter viii, Stanza 6.

• Man wants but little here below,

 Nor wants that little long.

• • Chapter viii, Stanza 8.

• And what is friendship but a name,

 A charm that lulls to sleep,
A shade that follows wealth or fame,
 And leaves the wretch to weep?

• • Chapter viii, Stanza 19.

• The sigh that rends thy constant heart

 Shall break thy Edwin's too.

• • Chapter viii, Stanza 33.

• By the living jingo, she was all of a muck of sweat.
  • Chapter ix.

• They would talk of nothing but high life, and high-lived company, with other fashionable topics, such as pictures, taste, Shakespeare, and the musical glasses.
  • Chapter ix.

• It has been a thousand times observed, and I must observe it once more, that the hours we pass with happy prospects in view are more pleasing than those crowned with fruition.
  • Chapter x.

• To what happy accident is it that we owe so unexpected a visit?
  • Chapter xix.

Others

• Such dainties to them, their health it might hurt;
  It's like sending them ruffles when wanting a shirt.
  • The Haunch of Venison.

• As aromatic plants bestow
  No spicy fragrance while they grow;
  But crush'd or trodden to the ground,

Diffuse their balmy sweets around.

• • The Captivity. Act i.

• To the last moment of his breath,

 On hope the wretch relies;
And even the pang preceding death
 Bids expectation rise.

• • The Captivity. Act ii.

• Hope, like the gleaming taper's light,

 Adorns and cheers our way; 13
And still, as darker grows the night,
 Emits a brighter ray.

• • The Captivity. Act ii.

• Good people all, with one accord,

 Lament for Madam Blaize,
Who never wanted a good word
 From those who spoke her praise.

• • Elegy on Mrs. Mary Blaize.

   The king himself has followed her
 When she has walk'd before.

• • Elegy on Mrs. Mary Blaize.

• A night-cap deck'd his brows instead of bay,—
  A cap by night, a stocking all the day.
  • Description of an Author's Bed-chamber.

• When lovely woman stoops to folly,

 And finds too late that men betray,
What charm can soothe her melancholy?
 What art can wash her guilt away?

• • On Woman. Chap. xxiv.

• The only art her guilt to cover,

 To hide her shame from every eye,
To give repentance to her lover,
 And wring his bosom, is—to die.

• • On Woman. Chap. xxiv.

• To what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every pleasure and convenience of our lives.
  • On Woman. Chap. xxi.

• For he who fights and runs away
  May live to fight another day;
  But he who is in battle slain
  Can never rise and fight again.
  • The Art of Poetry on a New Plan (1761), volume ii, page 147.

• One writer, for instance, excels at a plan or a title-page, another works away the body of the book, and a third is a dab at an index.
  • The Bee. No. 1, Oct. 6, 1759.

• The true use of speech is not so much to express our wants as to conceal them.
  • The Bee. No. iii. Oct. 20, 1759.

Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822)

• Then black despair,
  The shadow of a starless night, was thrown
  Over the world in which I moved alone.
  • The Revolt of Islam. Dedication, Stanza 6.

• The awful shadow of some unseen Power
  Floats, tho' unseen, amongst us.
  • Hymn to Intellectual Beauty.

• O thou,
  Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed
  The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,
  Each like a corpse within its grave, until
  Thine azure sister of the spring shall blow
  Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth.
  • Ode to the West Wind.

• Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams
  The blue Mediterranean, where he lay,
  Lull'd by the coil of his crystalline streams
  Beside a pumice isle in Baiæ's bay,
  And saw in sleep old palaces and towers
  Quivering within the wave's intenser day,
  All overgrown with azure moss and flowers
  So sweet, the sense faints picturing them.
  • Ode to the West Wind.

• That orbed maiden with white fire laden,
  Whom mortals call the moon.
  • The Cloud, iv.

• We look before and after,
  And pine for what is not;
  Our sincerest laughter
  With some pain is fraught;
  Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
  • To a Skylark, line 86.

• Kings are like stars,—they rise and set, they have
  The worship of the world, but no repose.
  • Hellas, line 195.

• The moon of Mahomet
  Arose, and it shall set;
  While, blazoned as on heaven's immortal noon,
  The cross leads generations on.
  • Hellas, line 221.

• The world's great age begins anew,
  The golden years return,
  The earth doth like a snake renew
  Her winter weeds outworn.
  • Hellas, line 1060.

• What! alive, and so bold, O earth?
  • Written on hearing the News of the Death of Napoleon.

• All love is sweet,
  Given or returned. Common as light is love,
  And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
  . . . . . .
  They who inspire it most are fortunate,
  As I am now; but those who feel it most
  Are happier still.
  • Prometheus Unbound. Act ii, scene 5.

• Those who inflict must suffer, for they see
  The work of their own hearts, and this must be
  Our chastisement or recompense.
  • Julian and Maddalo, line 482.

• Most wretched men
  Are cradled into poetry by wrong:
  They learn in suffering what they teach in song.
  • Julian and Maddalo, line 544.

• I could lie down like a tired child,
  And weep away the life of care
  Which I have borne, and yet must bear.
  • Stanzas written in Dejection, near Naples. Stanza 4.

• Peter was dull; he was at first
  Dull,—oh so dull, so very dull!
  Whether he talked, wrote, or rehearsed,
  Still with this dulness was he cursed!
  Dull,—beyond all conception, dull.
  • Peter Bell the Third, part vii. xi.

• A lovely lady, garmented in light
  From her own beauty.
  • The Witch of Atlas. Stanza 5.

• Music, when soft voices die,
  Vibrates in the memory;
  Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
  Live within the sense they quicken.
  • Music, when soft Voices die.

• I love tranquil solitude
  And such society
  As is quiet, wise, and good.
  • Rarely, rarely comest Thou.

• Sing again, with your dear voice revealing
  A tone
  Of some world far from ours,
  Where music and moonlight and feeling
  Are one.
  • To Jane. The keen Stars were twinkling.

• The desire of the moth for the star,
  Of the night for the morrow,
  The devotion to something afar
  From the sphere of our sorrow.
  • One Word is too often profaned.

• You lie—under a mistake, 4
  For this is the most civil sort of lie
  That can be given to a man's face. I now
  Say what I think.
  • Translation of Calderon's Magico Prodigioso. Scene i.

• How wonderful is Death!
  Death and his brother Sleep.
  • Queen Mab. i.

• Power, like a desolating pestilence,
  Pollutes whate'er it touches; and obedience,
  Bane of all genius, virtue, freedom, truth,
  Makes slaves of men, and of the human frame
  A mechanized automaton.
  • Queen Mab. iii.

• Heaven's ebon vault
  Studded with stars unutterably bright,
  Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls,
  Seems like a canopy which love has spread
  To curtain her sleeping world.
  • Queen Mab. iv.

• Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present.
  • A Defence of Poetry.

Ralph Waldo Emerson. (1803–1882)

• Nor knowest thou what argument
  Thy life to thy neighbor's creed has lent.
  All are needed by each one;
  Nothing is fair or good alone.
  • Each and All.

• I wiped away the weeds and foam,
  I fetched my sea-born treasures home;
  But the poor, unsightly, noisome things
  Had left their beauty on the shore,
  With the sun and the sand and the wild uproar.
  • Each and All.

• Earth laughs in flowers to see her boastful boys
  Earth-proud, proud of the earth which is not theirs;
  Who steer the plough, but can not steer their feet
  Clear of the grave.
  • Hamatreya.

• Good bye, proud world! I'm going home;
  Thou art not my friend; I am not thine.
  • Good Bye.

• For what are they all in their high conceit,
  When man in the bush with God may meet?
  • Good Bye.

• • If eyes were made for seeing,
    Then Beauty is its own excuse for being. 2
  • The Rhodora.

• Things are in the saddle,

 And ride mankind. 3 

• • Ode, inscribed to W. H. Channing.

• Olympian bards who sung

 Divine ideas below,
Which always find us young
 And always keep us so.

• • Ode to Beauty.

• Heartily know,
  When half-gods go,
  The gods arrive.
  • Give all to Love.

• Love not the flower they pluck and know it not,
  And all their botany is Latin names.
  • Blight.

• The silent organ loudest chants

 The master's requiem.

• • Dirge.

• By the rude bridge that arched the flood,

 Their flag to April's breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattled farmers stood,
 And fired the shot heard round the world. 4 

• • Hymn sung at the Completion of the Battle Monument.

• What potent blood hath modest May!
  • May-Day.

• And striving to be man, the worm
  Mounts through all the spires of form.
  • May-Day.

• And every man, in love or pride,
  Of his fate is ever wide.
  • Nemesis.

• None shall rule but the humble,

 And none but Toil shall have.

• • Boston Hymn. 1863.

• Oh, tenderly the haughty day

 Fills his blue urn with fire.

• • Ode, Concord, July 4, 1857.

• Go put your creed into your deed,

 Nor speak with double tongue.

• • Ode, Concord, July 4, 1857.

• So nigh is grandeur to our dust,

 So near is God to man,
When Duty whispers low, Thou must,
 The youth replies, I can!

• • Voluntaries.

• Whoever fights, whoever falls,

 Justice conquers evermore.

• • Voluntaries.

• Nor sequent centuries could hit
  Orbit and sum of Shakespeare's wit.
  • Solution.

• Born for success he seemed,
  With grace to win, with heart to hold,
  With shining gifts that took all eyes.
  • In Memoriam.

• Nor mourn the unalterable Days
  That Genius goes and Folly stays.
  • In Memoriam.

• Fear not, then, thou child infirm;
  There's no god dare wrong a worm.
  • Compensation.

• He thought it happier to be dead,
  To die for Beauty, than live for bread.
  • Beauty.

• Wilt thou seal up the avenues of ill?
  Pay every debt, as if God wrote the bill!
  • Suum Cuique.

• Too busy with the crowded hour to fear to live or die.
  • Quatrains. Nature.

• Though love repine, and reason chafe,

 There came a voice without reply,—

"'T is man's perdition to be safe

 When for the truth he ought to die."

• • Sacrifice.

• For what avail the plough or sail,
  Or land or life, if freedom fail?
  • Boston.

• If the red slayer think he slays,

 Or if the slain think he is slain,
They know not well the subtle ways
 I keep and pass and turn again.

• • Brahma.

• Go where he will, the wise man is at home,
  His hearth the earth, his hall the azure dome.
  • Wood-notes.

• Seeing only what is fair,
  Sipping only what is sweet,
  Thou dost mock at fate and care.
  • To the humble Bee.

• Thou animated torrid-zone.
  • To the humble Bee.

• In the vaunted works of Art
  The master-stroke is Nature's part. 5
  • Art.

• If the single man plant himself indomitably on his instincts, and there abide, the huge world will come round to him. 6
  • Nature. Addresses and Lectures. The American Scholar.

• The hearing ear is always found close to the speaking tongue.
  • English Traits. Race.

• I find the Englishman to be him of all men who stands firmest in his shoes.
  • English Traits. Manners.

• A creative economy is the fuel of magnificence.
  • English Traits. Aristocracy.

• The manly part is to do with might and main what you can do.
  • The Conduct of Life. Wealth.

• The alleged power to charm down insanity, or ferocity in beasts, is a power behind the eye.
  • The Conduct of Life. Behaviour.

• Fine manners need the support of fine manners in others.
  • The Conduct of Life. Behaviour.

• Good is a good doctor, but Bad is sometimes a better.
  • Considerations by the Way.

• God may forgive sins, he said, but awkwardness has no forgiveness in heaven or earth.
  • Society and Solitude.

• Raphael paints wisdom, Handel sings it, Phidias carves it, Shakespeare writes it, Wren builds it, Columbus sails it, Luther preaches it, Washington arms it, Watt mechanizes it.
  • Society and Solitude. Art.

• Hitch your wagon to a star.
  • Civilization.

• I should as soon think of swimming across Charles River when I wish to go to Boston, as of reading all my books in originals when I have them rendered for me in my mother tongue.
  • Books.

• Never read any book that is not a year old.
  • Books.

• We do not count a man's years until he has nothing else to count.
  • Old Age.

• Life is not so short but that there is always time enough for courtesy.
  • Letters and Social Aims. Social Aims.

• By necessity, by proclivity, and by delight, we all quote.
  • Quotation and Originality.

• Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.
  • Circles.

• The virtues of society are the vices of the saints.
  • Circles.

• The wise through excess of wisdom is made a fool.
  • Experience.

• In skating over thin ice our safety is our speed.
  • Prudence.

• Shallow men believe in luck.
  • Worship.

• Heroism feels and never reasons and therefore is always right.
  • Heroism.

• The faith that stands on authority is not faith.
  • The Over-soul.

• God offers to every mind its choice between truth and repose.
  • Intellect.

• His heart was as great as the world, but there was no room in it to hold the memory of a wrong.
  • Greatness.

• We boil at different degrees.
  • Eloquence.

• Can anybody remember when the times were not hard and money not scarce?
  • Works and Days.

• Self-trust is the first secret of success.
  • Success.

• Next to the originator of a good sentence is the first quoter of it. 9
  • Letters and Social Aims. Quotation and Originality.

• When Shakespeare is charged with debts to his authors, Landor replies, "Yet he was more original than his originals. He breathed upon dead bodies and brought them into life."
  • Letters and Social Aims. Quotation and Originality.

• In fact, it is as difficult to appropriate the thoughts of others as it is to invent.
  • Letters and Social Aims. Quotation and Originality.

• Great men are they who see that spiritual is stronger than any material force; that thoughts rule the world.
  • Progress of Culture. Phi Beta Kappa Address, July 18, 1867.

• I see that sensible men and conscientious men all over the world were of one religion.
  • Lectures and Biographical Sketches. The Preacher.

The Problem

• I like a church; I like a cowl;
  I like a prophet of the soul;
  And on my heart monastic aisles
  Fall like sweet strains or pensive smiles:
  Yet not for all his faith can see
  Would I that cowléd churchman be.

• Not from a vain or shallow thought
  His awful Jove young Phidias brought.

• Out from the heart of Nature rolled
  The burdens of the Bible old.

• The hand that rounded Peter's dome,
  And groined the aisles of Christian Rome,
  Wrought in a sad sincerity;
  Himself from God he could not free;
  He builded better than he knew:
  The conscious stone to beauty grew.

• Earth proudly wears the Parthenon
  As the best gem upon her zone.

Essays, First Series

• There is no great and no small
  To the Soul that maketh all;
  And where it cometh, all things are;
  And it cometh everywhere.
  • Epigraph to History.

• Time dissipates to shining ether the solid angularity of facts.
  • History.

• Nature is a mutable cloud which is always and never the same.
  • History.

• A man is a bundle of relations, a knot of roots, whose flower and fruitage is the world.
  • History.

• Everything in Nature contains all the powers of Nature. Everything is made of one hidden stuff.
  • Compensation.

• It is as impossible for a man to be cheated by any one but himself, as for a thing to be and not to be at the same time.
  • Compensation.

• Men are better than their theology.
  • Compensation.

• All mankind love a lover.
  • Love.

• A ruddy drop of manly blood
  The surging sea outweighs;
  The world uncertain comes and goes,
  The lover rooted stays.
  • Epigraph to Friendship.

• A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of Nature.
  • Friendship.

• Every sweet has its sour; every evil its good.
  • Friendship.

• Thou art to me a delicious torment.
  • Friendship.

• The only reward of virtue is virtue; the only way to have a friend is to be one.
  • Friendship.

• The condition which high friendship demands is ability to do without it.
  • Friendship.

• And with Cæsar to take in his hand the army, the empire, and Cleopatra, and say, "All these will I relinquish if you will show me the fountain of the Nile."
  • New England Reformers.

• The reward of a thing well done is to have done it.
  • New England Reformers.

Self-Reliance

• The virtue in most request is conformity. Self-reliance is its aversion. It loves not realities and creators, but names and customs.

• Whoso would be a man must be a non-conformist.

• A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines.

• To be great is to be misunderstood.

• Discontent is the want of self-reliance: it is infirmity of will.

• The man in the street does not know a star in the sky.

• Nothing can bring you peace but yourself.

Representative Men

• He is great who is what he is from Nature, and who never reminds us of others.
  • Uses of Great Men.

• Every hero becomes a bore at last.
  • Uses of Great Men.

• Is not marriage an open question, when it is alleged, from the beginning of the world, that such as are in the institution wish to get out, and such as are out wish to get in?
  • Montaigne.

• Thought is the property of him who can entertain it, and of him who can adequately place it.
  • Shakespeare.