_La Comtesse de Charny_, II. ch. iii.

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"But earthlier happy is the rose distilled
Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn,
Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness."--_Midsum. Night's Dream_,
Act I. Sc. 1.

"_Maria._ Responde tu mihi vicissim:--utrum spectaculum amoenius: rosa
nitens et lactea in suo frutice, an decerpta digitis ac paulatim
marcescens?

"_Pamphilus._ Ego rosam existimo feliciorem quae marcescit in hominis
manu, delectans interim et oculos et nares, quam quae senescit in
frutice."--Erasmus, _Procus et Puella_.

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"And spires whose silent finger points to heaven." (?)

"And the white spire that points a world of rest."--Mrs. Sigourney,
_Connecticut River_.

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"She walks the waters _like a thing of life_."--_Byron._

"The master bold,
The high-soul'd and the brave,
Who ruled her _like a thing of life_
Amid the crested wave."--Mrs. Sigourney, _Bell of the Wreck_.

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"Thy heroes, tho' the general doom
Have swept the column from the tomb,
A mightier monument command,--
The mountains of their native land!"--_Byron._

"Your mountains build their monument,
Tho' ye destroy their dust."--Mrs. Sigourney, _Indian Names_.

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"Else had I heard the steps, tho' low
And light they fell, as when earth receives,
In morn of frost, the wither'd leaves
That drop when no winds blow."--Scott, _Triermain_, i. _5._

"Dropp'd, like shed blossoms, silent to the grass."--Hood, _Mids.
Fairies_, viii.

"There is sweet music here that softer falls
Than petals from blown roses on the grass."--Tennyson, _Lotos-eaters_.

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"Two such I saw, what time the labour'd ox
In his loose traces from the furrow came."--Milton, _Comus_.

"While labouring oxen, spent with toil and heat,
In their loose traces from the field retreat."--Pope, _Pastoral_, iii.

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"It is the curse of kings, to be attended
By slaves that take their humours for a warrant
To break into the bloody house of life,
And, on the winking of authority,
To understand a law: to know the meaning
Of dangerous majesty, when perchance it frowns
More upon humour than advised respect."-