HURCHILL: _Rosciad,_ Line 741.

=Depravity.=

God's love seemed lost upon him.
531
BAILEY: _Festus,_ Sc. _Heaven._

=Depression.=

All day the darkness and the cold
Upon my heart have lain,
Like shadows on the winter sky,
Like frost upon the pane.
532
WHITTIER: _On Receiving an Eagle's Quill._

=Desert.=

In the cold grave, under the deep, deep sea,
Or in the wide desert where no life is found.
533
HOOD. _Sonnet, Silence._

The keenest pangs the wretched find
Are rapture to the dreary void,
The leafless desert of the mind,
The waste of feelings unemployed.
534
BYRON: _Giaour,_ Line 957.

=Desire (Love).=

It liveth not in fierce desire,
With dead desire it doth not die.
535
SCOTT: _Lay of the Last Minstrel,_ Canto v., St. 13.

=Desolation.=

Desolate! Life is so dreary and desolate.
Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle,
Yet with itself every soul standeth single,
Deep out of sympathy moaning its moan;
Holding and having its brief exultation;
Making its lonesome and low lamentation;
Fighting its terrible conflicts alone.
536
ALICE CARY: _Life._

=Despair.=

Despair defies even despotism; there is
That in my heart would make its way thro' hosts
With levell'd spears.
537
BYRON: _Two Foscari,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

Then black despair,
The shadow of a starless night, was thrown
Over the world in which I moved alone.
538
SHELLEY: _Revolt of Islam, Dedication,_ St. 6

The strongest and the fiercest spirit
That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair.
539
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 44.

=Destiny.=

That old miracle--Love-at-first-sight--
Needs no explanations. The heart reads aright
Its destiny sometimes.
540
OWEN MEREDITH: _Lucile,_ Pt. ii., Canto vi., St. 16.

Where'er she lie,
Locked up from mortal eye,
In shady leaves of destiny.
541
RICHARD CRASHAW: _Wishes to his Supposed Mistress._

=Determination.=

I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape,
And bid me hold my peace.
542
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

=Detraction.=

Happy are they that hear their detractions,
And can put them to mending.
543
SHAKS.: _Much Ado,_ Act ii., Sc. 3.

A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes;
At every word a reputation dies.
544
POPE: _R. of the Lock,_ Canto iii., Line 15.

=Devil.=

'T is the eye of childhood
That fears a painted devil.
545
SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

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