Where no crude surfeit reigns.
1331
MILTON: _Comus,_ Line 476.

=Physic.=

Throw physic to the dogs, I'll none of it.
1332
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act v., Sc. 3.

Take physic, pomp;
Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel.
1333
SHAKS.: _King Lear,_ Act iii., Sc. 4.

=Piety.=

Why should not piety be made,
As well as equity, a trade,
And men get money by devotion,
As well as making of a motion?
1334
BUTLER: _Misc. Thoughts,_ Line 295.

=Pilot.=

Oh pilot, 'tis a fearful night!
There's danger on the deep.
1335
THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY: _The Pilot._

=Pines.=

Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines.
1336
COLERIDGE: _Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni._

=Pipe.=

Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe
When tipp'd with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe.
1337
BYRON: _The Island,_ Canto ii., St. 19.

=Pity.=

Pity is the virtue of the law,
And none but tyrants use it cruelly.
1338
SHAKS.: _Timon of A.,_ Act iii., Sc. 5.

Careless their merits or their faults to scan,
His pity gave ere charity began.
1339
GOLDSMITH: _Des. Village,_ Line 161.

=Place.=

The fittest place where man can die
Is where he dies for man!
1340
MICHAEL J. BARRY: _The Dublin Nation, Sept. 28, 1844._

=Play.=

The play 's the thing
Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
1341
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

=Pleasure.=

Pleasure, and revenge,
Have ears more deaf than adders, to the voice
Of any true decision.
1342
SHAKS.: _Troil. and Cress.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

But not e'en pleasure to excess is good:
What most elates, then sinks the soul as low.
1343
THOMSON: _Castle of Indolence,_ Canto i., St. 63.

Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain.
1344
ROBERT BROWNING: _La Saisiaz,_ Line 170.

But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed.
1345
BURNS: _Tam o' Shanter._

Softly sweet, in Lydian measures,
Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures.
1346
DRYDEN: _Alex. Feast,_ Line 97.

=Poetry--Poets.=

It is not poetry that makes men poor;
For few do write that were not so before.
1347
BUTLER: _Misc. Thoughts,_ Line 441.

A verse may find him who a sermon flies,
And turn delight into a sacrifice.
1348
HERBERT: _Temple, Church Porch,_ St. 1.

Poets are all who love, who feel great truths,
And tell them; and the truth of truths is love.
1349
BAILEY: _Festus,_ Sc. _Anot