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Affliction is enamour'd of thy parts,
And thou art wedded to calamity.

Romeo and Juliet. Act III. Sc. 3.



Henceforth I'll bear Affliction till it do cry out itself, Enough, Enough, and die.

6. King Lear. Act IV. Sc. 6.




Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound
Upon a wheel of fire ; that mine own tears
Do scald like molten lead.
King Lear. Act IV. Sc. 7.

Affliction is not sent in vain
From that good God who chastens whom he

d. SOUTHEY– Madoc. Pt. III. Line 74.
With silence only as their benediction,

God's angels come
Where in the shadow of a great affliction,

The soul sits dumb !
WHITTIER— To my friend on the death

of his sister.
Affliction is the good man's shining scene;
Prosperity conceals his brightest ray ;
As night to stars, woe lustre gives to man.
Í YOUNG-Night Thoughts. Night IX.

Line 406.



Age shakes Athena's tower, but spares gray
BYRON-Childe Harold. Canto II.

St. 88.
Just as old age is creeping on apace,
And clouds come o'er the sunset of our day,
They kindly leave us, though not quite alone,
But in good company-the gout or stone.
BYRON- Don Juan, Canto III.

St. 59.
My days are in the yellow leaf ;
The flowers and fruits of love are gone;
The worm, the canker, and the grief
Are mine alone!

BYRON-On my Thirty-sixth Year.
Dark and despairing, my sight I may seal,

But man cannot cover what God would

reveal :
'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore,
And coming events cast their shadows before.
CAMPBELL-Lochiel's Warning.

Line 53
As I approve of a youth that has something
of the old man in him, so I am no less pleased
with an old man that has something of the

Life's shadows are mecting Eternity's day.

James G. CLARKE—Leona.
The spring, like youth, fresh blossoms doth

But autumn makes them ripe and fit for use:
So age a mature mellowness doth set
On the green promises of youthful heat.

Sir John DENHAM - Cato Major. Pt. IV.
Boys must not have th'ambitious care of men,
Nor men the weak anxieties of age.

Roscommon)—Trans. Horace.

Of the Art of Poetry. Line 212.
We do not count a man's years, until he
has nothing else to count.
EMERSON - Society and Solitude.

Old Age.
Old age is courteous-no one more :
For time after time he knocks at the door,
But nobody says, “Walk in, sir, pray!"
Yet turns he not from the door away,
But lifts the latch, and enters with speed,
And then they cry, “A cool one, indeed."

GOETHE- Old Age.
Alike all ages : dames of ancient days
Have led their children through the mirthful

And the gay grandsire, skill'd in gestic lore,
Has frisked beneath the burden of threescore.

GOLDSMITH - The Traveller. Line 251. O blest retirement! friend to life's declineHow blest is he who crowns, in shades like

these, A youth of labour with an age of ease! GOLDSMITH The Deserted Village.

Line 97.


Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years !
I am so weary of toil and of tears, -
Toil without recompense, tears all in vain-
Take them, and give me my childhood again!

g. ELIZABETH AKERS— Rock Me to Sleep. Weak withering age no rigid law forbids With frugal nectar, smooth and slow with

balm The sapless habit daily to bedew, And give the hesitating wheels of life Glibblier to play. h. JOHN ARMSTRONG- On Preserving

Health. Bk. II. Line 486 Men of age object too much, consult too long, adventure too little, repent too soon, and seldom drive business home to the full period, but content themselves with a mediocrity of success.

i Bacon-Essay XLII. Of Youth and Age. Old age comes on apace to ravage all the

clime. j. BEATTIE--The Minstrel. Bk. I. St. 25.

To resist with success, the frigidity of old age, one must combine the body, the mind, and the heart; to keep these in parallel vigor, one must exercise, study and love. BONSTETTEN -- In Abel Stevens'

Madame de Stael. Ch. XXVI.
No chronic tortures racked his aged limb,
For luxury and sloth had nourished none for

L BRYANT- The Old Man's Funeral.


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Slow-consuming age.

a. GRAY--Ode on Eton College. St. i. When he forsaken,

Withered and shaken,
What can an old man do but die?

b. Hoon-Ballad.

so may'st thou live till like ripe fruit thou

Into thy mother's lap, or be with ease
Gather'd, not harshly pluck'd, for death

MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. XI.

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Through the sequester'd vale of rural life,
The venerable patriarch guileless held
The tenor of his way.

PORTEUS-Death. Line 109.


Superfluous lags the veteran on the stage,
Till pitying Nature signs the last release,
And bids afflicted worth retire to peace.
c. SAM'L JOHNSON -- Vanity of Human

Wishes. Line 308.

Age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress And as the evening twilight fades away, The sky is filled with stars, invisible by

day d. LONGFELLOW- Morituri Salutamus.

Line 284. And the bright faces of my young compan.

ions Are wrinkled like my own, or are no more. LONGFELLOW - Spanish Student.

Act III. Sc. 3. How far the gulf-stream of our youth may

ficw Into ihe arctic regions of our lives, Where little else than life itself survives. f. LONGFELLOW- Morituri Salutamus.

Line 250. The course of my long life hath' reached at

last, In fragile bark o'er a tempestuous sea, The common harbor, where must rendered

be, Account of all the actions of the past. g.

LONGFELLOW-- Old Age. The sunshine fails, the shadows grow more

dreary, And I am near to fall, infirm and weary.

h. LONGFELLOW-Canzone.

Whatever poet, orator, or sage may say of it, old age is still old age. i. LONGFELLOW-Morituri Salutamus.

Line 264. Age is not all decay ; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk. j. GEORGE MacDONALD— The Marquis of

Lossie. Ch. XL. Set is the sun of my years ; And over a few poor ashes,

I sit in my darkness and tears. k. GERALD MASSEY-A Wail.

The ages roll Forward ; and forward with them, draw my


Into time's infinite sea. And to be glad, or sad, I care no more : But to have done, and to have been, before

I cease to do and be. 2. OWEN MEREDITH — The Wanderer.

Bk. IV. A Confession and Apology. St. 9.

What makes old age so sad is, not that oui joys, but that our hopes cease.

O, roses for the flush of youth,
And laurel for the perfect prime;
But pluck an ivy branch for me
Grown old before my time.

On his bold visage middle age
Had slightly press'd its signet sage.
t. SCOTT- Lady of the Lake. Canto I.


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As you are old and reverend, should be wise y. King Lear. Act I. Sc. 4.

At your age, The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble And waits upon the judgment.

Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 4. Begin to patch up thine old body for heaven Henry IV. Pt. II. Act II.

Sc. 4.

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Though now this grained face of mine be

In sap-consuming winter's drizzle snow,
And all the conduits of my blood froze up,
Yet hath my night of life some memory.
Comedy of Errors. Act V. Sc. 1.

What should we speak of
When we are old as you ? When we shall hear
The rain and wind beat dark December.

Cymbeline. Act III. Sc. 3.
When the age is in, the wit is out.
Much Ado About Nothing. Act III.

Sc. 5.

You are old ;
Nature in you stands on the very verge
Of her contine.

9. King Lear. Act II. Sc. 4.
You see me here, you gods, a poor old man,
As full of grief as age ; wretched in both.

King Lear. Act II. Sc. 4.
Every man desires to live long ; but no
man would be old.
SWIFT— Thoughts on Various Subjects,

Moral and Diverting.
Age, too, shines out, and garrulous re-
counts the feats of youth,
t. THOMSON-The Seasons. Autumn.

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For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees
The inaudible and noiseless foot of time
Steals ere we can effect them.
All's Well that Ends Well. Act V.

Sc. 3.
Give me a staff of honor for mine age,
But not a sceptre to control the world.
b. Titus Andronicus. Act 1. Sc. 2.

His silver hairs
Will purchase us a good opinion,
And buy men's voices to commend our deeds.

Julius Cæsar. Act II. Sc. 1.
Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

d. Timon of Athens. Act I. Sc. 2. Minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and

Pass'd over to the end they were created,
Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Ah, what a life were this!
Henry VI.

Pt. III. Act II. Sc. 5.

My way of life
Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf :
And that which should accompany old age,
As honor, love, obedience, troops of friends,
I must not look to have ; but, in their stead,
Curses not loud, but deep, mouth-honor,

Which the poor heart would fain deny, and

dare not.
Macbeth. Act V. Sc. 3.

O father Abbot,
An old man, broken with the storms of State,
Is come to lay his weary bones among ye;
Give him a little earth for charity.
g. Henry VIII. Act IV. Sc. 2.

0, heavens,
If you do love old men, if your sweet sway
Allow obedience, if you yourselves are old,
Make it your cause.

King Lear. Act II. Sc. 4.
Pray, do not mock me :
I am a very foolish fond old man,
Fourscore and upward ; and, to deal plainly,
I fear I am not in my perfect mind.

King Lear. Act IV. Sc. 7.
Some smack of age in you, some relish of
the saltness of time.
j king Henry IV. Pt. II. Act I. Sc. 2.

Superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but competency lives longer.

ki Merchant of Venice. Act I. Sc. 2. The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show,

Of mouthed graves will give thee memory,
Thou by thy dial's shady stealth maiest know,

Time's thievish progress to eternity.

Sonnet LXXII.
Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ;
Fur in my youth I never did apply
Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood ;
Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo
The means of weakness and debility;
Therefore my age is as a lusty winter,
Frosty, but kindly.

As You Li It. Act II. Sc. 3

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O good gray head which all men knew,
TENNYSON-On the Death of the Duke

of Wellington. St. 4.
A happy youth, and their old age
Is beautiful and free.

WORDSWORTH - The Fountain.
But an old age serene and bright,
And lovely as a Lapland night,
Shall lead thee to thy grave.

WORDSWORTH -- To a Young Lady.
Thus fares it still in our decay,
And yet the wiser mind
Mourns less for what age takes away
Than what it leaves behind.

WORDSWORTH - The Fountain. St. 9.
Shall we-shall aged men, like aged trees,
Strike deeper their vile root, and closer cling,
Still more enamour'd of their wretched soil ?
y. Young- Night Thoughts. Night IV.

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What else remains for me?

Youth, hope, and love; To build a new life on a ruined life. 0. LONGFELLOW— Masque of Pandora.

Pt. VIII. In the Garden.


Ambition has no rest. p. BULWER-LYTTON-Richelieu. Act III.

Sc. 1.


All ambitions, upward tending, Like plants in mines, which never saw the



My hour at last is come; Yet not ingloriously or passively I die, but first will do some valiant deed, Of which mankind shall hear in after time. b. BRYANT's Homer's Iliad. Bk. XXII.

Line 375. No man is born without ambitious worldly desires.

c. CARLYLE- Essays. Schiller. Thy danger chiefly lies in acting well; No crime's so great as daring to excel. d. CHURCHILL— Epistle to Hogarth.

Line 51. The noblest spirit is most strongly attracted by the love of glory.

CICERO. I had a soul above buttons. f. GEORGE COLEMAN, JR. - Sylvester Daggerwood, or New Hay at the Old

Market. Sc. 1.

The man who seeks one thing in life, and but

one, May hope to achieve it before life be done; But he who seeks all things, wherever he

goes, Only reaps from the hopes which around

him he sows. A harvest of barren regrets. 9. OWEN MEREDITH-Lucile. Pt. I.

Canto II. St. 10.




Wit, seeking truth, from cause to cause as

cends, And never rests till it the first attain; Will, seeking good, finds many middle ends;

But never stays till it the last do gain. g. SIR JOHN DAVIESThe Immortality of

the Soul.

Wild ambition loves to slide, not stand, And Fortune's ice prefers to Virtue's land. h. DRYDEN-- Absalom and Achitophel.

Pt. I. Line 190.

The lover of letters loves power too.

i. EMERSON— Clubs.


Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven. MILTON - Paradise Lost. Bk. I.

Line 263. But what will not ambition and revenge Descend to? who aspires must down as low As high he soar'd ; obnoxious first or last To basest things. MILTON - Paradise Lost. Bk. IX.

Line 168. Here may we reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in hell. t. MILTON - Paradise Lost. Bk. I.

Line 261. If at great things thou would'st arrive, Get riches first, get wealth, and treasure

heap, Not difficult, if thou hearken to me; Riches are mine, fortune is in my hand, They whom I favor thrive in wealth amain, While virtue, valor, wisdom, sit in want. MILTON— Paradise Regained. Bk. II.

Line 426. Such joy ambition finds. MILTON- Paradise Lost. Bk. IV.

Line 92. Onward, onward may we press

Through the path of duty ; Virtue is true happiness,

Excellence true beauty ; Minds are of supernal birth, Let us make a heaven of earth. JAMES MONTGOMERY— Aspirations of

Youth. St. 3. Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious

and free, First flower of the earth, and first gem of the


MOORE- Remember Thee. From servants hasting to be gods. y POLLOK Course of Time. Bk. II.

Just and Unjust Rulers. But see how oft ambition's aims are cross'd, And chiefs contend 'till all the prize is lost! POPE-Rape of the Lock. Canto V.

Line 108.

All may have, If they dare try, a glorious life or grave. j. HERPERT- The Temple. The



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My name is Norval; on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks; a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his

store, And keep his only son, myself, at home.

k. John HOME- Douglas. Act II. Sc. 1. Studious to please, yet not asham'd to fail. 1. SAM'L JOHNSON- Prologue to the

Tragedy of Irene, I see, but cannot reach, the height That lies forever in the light.

LONGFELLOW - Christus. The Golden

Legend. Pt. II. A Village Church. Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions. LONGFELLOW--Drift-Wood.








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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

hate thee;
Corruption wins not more than honesty.
I. Henry VIII. Act. III. Sc. 2.

The noble Brutus
Hath told you Cæsar was ambitious :
If it were so, it was a grievous fault;
And grievously hath Cæsar answered it.

Julius Cæsar. Act. III. Sc. 2.
There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire

to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than war or women


Henry VIII. Act. III. Sc. 2.
The very substance of the ambitious is merely

the shadow of a dream.
Hamlet. Act II. Sc. 2.

"Tis a common proof,
That lowliness is young ambition's ladder,
Whereto the climber upward turns his face ;
But when he once attains the upmost round,
He then unto the ladder turns his back,
Looks in the clonds, scorning the base degrees
By which he did ascend.

p. Julius Cæsar. Act II. Sc. 1. Virtue is chok'd with foul ambition.

9. Henry 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 !

SHELLEY – Queen Mab. Pt. V. St. 9. I was born to other things.

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. WILLIS— From a Poem delivered at

Yale College in 1827.


A threefold measure dwells in Space-
Restless Length, with flying race;
Stretching forward, never endeth,
Ever widening, Breadth extendeth
Ever groundless, Depth descendeth.
Types in these thou dost possess ;-
Restless, onward thou must press,

Never halt nor languor know,

To the Perfect wouldst thou go ;-
Let thy reach with Breadth extend
Till the world it comprehend-
Dive into the Depth to see
Germ and root of all that be.
Ever onward must thy soul ;-
"Tis the progress gains the goal ;
Ever widen more its bound;
In the Full the clear is found,
And the Truth-dwells under ground.
SCHILLER-Sentences of Confucius.

Space. Ambition is no cure for love. f. SCOTT-- Lay of the Last Minstrel.

Canto I. St. 27.

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Ambition's debt is paid.

g. Julius Cæsar. Act. III. Sc. 1.


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I am not covetous for gold ; Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward things dwell not in my desires: But if it be a sin to covet honor I am the most offending soul alive. h. Henry V. Act. IV. Sec. 3.

I have no spur To prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition ; which o'erleaps itself, And falls on the other

i. Macbeth. Act. I. Sc. 7.


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