And his arrow is tipp'd with a jewel,
And shot from a silver string.
1135
WILLIS: _Love in a Cottage._

What is love? 't is nature's treasure,
'T is the storehouse of her joys;
'T is the highest heaven of pleasure,
'T is a bliss which never cloys.
1136
THOMAS CHATTERTON: _The Revenge,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

=Luxury.=

O Luxury! thou curs'd by heaven's decree,
How ill-exchang'd are things like these for thee!
How do thy potions, with insidious joy,
Diffuse their pleasures only to destroy!
1137
GOLDSMITH: _Des. Village,_ Line 395.

Blest hour! it was a luxury--to be!
1138
COLERIDGE: _Reflections on Having Left a Place of Retirement._

==M.==

=Madness.=

I am not mad;--I would to heaven I were!
For then, 't is like I should forget myself;
O, if I could,--what grief should I forget!
1139
SHAKS.: _King John,_ Act iii., Sc. 4.

Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go.
1140
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

And moody madness laughing wild
Amid severest woe.
1141
GRAY: _On a Distant Prospect of Eton College._

=Man.=

O, what may man within him hide,
Though angel on the outward side!
1142
SHAKS.: _M. for M.,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

He was a man, take him for all in all,
I shall not look upon his like again.
1143
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

His life was gentle; and the elements
So mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up,
And say to all the world, "This was a man!"
1144
SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act v., Sc. 5.

Man is one world, and hath.
Another to attend him.
1145
HERBERT: _The Temple._ _Man._

Know then thyself, presume not God to scan,
The proper study of mankind is Man.
1146
POPE: _Essay on Man,_ Epis. ii., Line 1.

What tho' on hamely fare we dine,
Wear hoddin gray, and a' that?
Gie fools their silks and knaves their wine,
A man's a man for a' that!
1147
BURNS: _For a' That and a' That._

Man is a summer's day; whose youth and fire
Cool to a glorious evening, and expire.
1148
HENRY VAUGHAN: _Rules and Lessons._

Beyond the poet's sweet dream lives
The eternal epic of the man.
1149
WHITTIER: _The Grave by the Lake,_ St. 34.

What is man? A foolish baby;
Vainly strives, and fights, and frets:
Demanding all, deserving nothing,
One small grave is all he gets.
1150
CARLYLE: _Cui Bono._

=Manners.=

Fit for the mountains and the barb'rous caves,
Where manners ne'er were preach'd.
1151
SHAKS.: _Tw. Night,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.

Manners with fo