ON: _Giaour,_ Line 90.

The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece!
Where burning Sappho loved and sung.
843
BYRON: _Don Juan,_ Canto iii., St. 86. 1.

=Greeks.=

When Greeks joined Greeks, then was the tug of war.
844
NATHANIEL LEE: _Alex. the Great,_ Act iv., Sc. 2.

=Grief.=

My grief lies onward and my joy behind.
845
SHAKS.: _Sonnet 50._

What's gone, and what's past help,
Should be past grief.
846
SHAKS.: _Wint. Tale,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

What need a man forestall his date of grief,
And run to meet what he would most avoid?
847
MILTON: _Comus,_ Line 362.

O brothers! let us leave the shame and sin
Of taking vainly, in a plaintive mood,
The holy name of GRIEF!--holy herein,
That, by the grief of ONE, came all our good.
848
MRS. BROWNING: _Sonnets, Exaggeration._

In all the silent manliness of grief.
849
GOLDSMITH: _Des. Village,_ Line 384.

=Ground.=

Where'er we tread, 't is haunted, holy ground.
850
BYRON: _Ch. Harold._ Canto ii., St. 88.

=Groves.=

The groves were God's first temples.
851
WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _A Forest Hymn._

In such green palaces the first kings reign'd,
Slept in their shades, and angels entertain'd;
With such old counsellors they did advise.
And by frequenting sacred groves grew wise.
852
WALLER: _On St. James's Park._

=Grudge.=

If I can catch him once upon the hip,
I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
853
SHAKS.: _M. of Venice,_ Act 1., Sc. 3.

=Guests.=

Unbidden guests
Are often welcomest when they are gone.
854
SHAKS.: _1 Henry VI.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

For I who hold sage Homer's rule the best,
Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.
855
POPE: Satire ii., Line 159.

=Guilt.=

So full of artless jealousy is guilt,
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
856
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iv., Sc. 5.

How guilt, once harbor'd in the conscious breast,
Intimidates the brave, degrades the great!
857
DR. JOHNSON: _Irene,_ Act iv., Sc. 8.

==H.==

=Habit.=

Ill habits gather by unseen degrees,
As brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
858
DRYDEN: _Ovid's Metamorphoses,_ Bk. xv., Line 155.

Small habits well pursued betimes
May reach the dignity of crimes.
859
HANNAH MORE: _Floris,_ Pt. i., Line 85.

=Hair.=

She knows her man, and when you rant and swear,
Can draw you to her with a single hair.
860
DRYDEN: _From Persius,_ Satire v., Line 246.

Golden hair, like sunlight streaming