Part 64 (1/2)

Line 283.

For still the world prevailed, and its dread laugh, Which scarce the firm philosopher can scorn.

_Winter_. Line 393.

Cruel as death, and hungry as the grave.

_Hymn_. Line 25.

Shade, unperceived, so softening into shade.

Line 114.

From seeming evil still educing good.

Line 118.

Come then, expressive silence, muse his praise.

_Castle of Indolence_. Canto i. St. 69.

A little round, fat, oily man of G.o.d.

_Alfred_. Act ii. Sc. 5.

Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the waves; Britons never will be slaves.

_Song, ”Forever, Fortune.”_

Forever, Fortune, wilt thou prove An unrelenting foe to love; And, when we meet a mutual heart, Step rudely in, and bid us part?

_Sophonisba_. Act iii. Sc. 2.