The Survival of the Fittest.

HERBERT SPENCER (1820-—): Principles of Biology, Vol. i.

Chap. xii. (American edition, 1867.)

Who fears to speak of Ninety-eight?

Who blushes at the name?
When cowards mock the patriot's fate,
Who hangs his head for shame?
John K. INGRAM (1820-_): The Dublin Nation, April 1,

1843, Vol. ii. p. 339.

On Fame's eternal camping-ground

Their silent tents are spread,
And Glory guards with solemn round
The bivouac of the dead.

THEODORE O'Hara (1820-1867): The Bivouac of the

Dead. (August, 1847.)

Hold the fort! I am coming !

William T. SHERMAN (1820-1891), – signalled to General Corse

in Allatoona from the top of Kenesaw, Oct. 5, 1864.

For every wave with dimpled face

That leap'd upon the air,
Had caught a star in its embrace
And held it trembling there.

AMELIA B. WELBY (1821-1852): Musings. Stanza 4.

To look up and not down,
To look forward and not back,
To look out and not in, and
To lend a hand.
EDWARD EVERETT HALE (1822- -): Rule of the “ Harry

Wadsworth Club” (from “ Ten Times One is Ten,'' 1870).

Listen! John A. Logan is the Head Centre, the Hub, the King Pin, the Main Spring, Mogul, and Mugiump of the final plot by which partisanship was installed in the Commission.

Isaac H. BROMLEY (1833 -): Editorial in the “New York

Tribune," Feb. 16, 1877.

A mugwump is a person educated beyond his intellect.

HORACE PORTER (1837-—), - a bon-mot in the Cleveland

Blaine campaign of 1881.

I never could believe that Providence had sent a few men into the world, ready booted and spurred to ride, and millions ready saddled and bridled to be ridden.

Richard RUMBOLD, on the scaffold, 1685. History of England

(Macaulay), Chap. v.

The last link is broken

That bound me to thee,
And the words thou hast spoken
Have render'd me free.

Fanny STEERS: Song.

Old Simon the cellarer keeps a rare store
Of Malmsey and Malvoisie.

G. W. BELLAMY: Simon the Cellarer.

Babylon in all its desolation is a sight not so awful as that of the human mind in ruins.

SCROPE DAVIES: Letter to Thomas Räikes, May 25, 1835.

She's all my fancy painted her;

She's lovely, she's divine.

WILLIAM MEE: Alice Gray.

Stately and tall he moves in the hall,
The chief of a thousand for grace.

KATE FRANKLIN: Life at Olympus, Lady's Book. Vol. xxii. p.

33.

When the sun's last rays are fading
Into twilight soft and dim.

THEODORE L. BARKER: Thou wilt think of me again.

Thou hast wounded the spirit that loved thee

And cherish'd thine image for years ; Thou hast taught me at last to forget thee, In secret, in silence, and tears.

MRS. (DAVID) PORTER: Thou hast wounded the Spirit.

Rattle his bones over the stones!
He's only a pauper, whom nobody owns !

THOMAS Noel: The Pauper's Ride.

In the days when we went gypsying

A long time ago;
The lads and lassies in their best
Were dress’d from top to toe.

Edwin RANSFORD : In the Days when we went Gypsying.

Speak gently! 't is a little thing

Dropp'd in the heart's deep well;
The good, the joy, that it may bring
Eternity shall tell.

G. W. LANGFORD: Speak gently.

1

Hope tells a flattering tale,

Delusive, vain, and hollow.
Ah! let not hope prevail,

Lest disappointment follow.
Miss Wrother: The Universal Songster. Vol. ii. p. 86.

Nose, nose, nose, nose !
And w gave thee that jolly red nose ?
Sinament and Ginger, Nutmegs and Cloves,
And that gave me my jolly red nose.

RAVENSCROFT : Deuteromela, Song No. 7.2 (1609.)

The mother said to her daughter, “Daughter, bid thy daughter tell her daughter that her daughter's daughter hath a daughter."

GEORGE HAKEWILL : Apologie. Book iii. Chap. v. Sect. 9.8

i Hope told a flattering tale,

That Joy would soon return;
Ah! nanght my sighs avail,
For Love is doomed to mourn.

ANONYMOUS (air by Giovanni Paisiello, 1741

1816): Universal Songster, vol. i. p. 320. 2 BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER : The Knight of the Burning Pestle, act i.

SC. 3.

3 Hakewill translated this from the “ Theatrum Vitæ Humanæ," vol. iii.

Betwixt the stirrup and the ground,
Mercy I ask'd ; mercy I found.1

WILLIAM CAMDEN: Remains.
Begone, dull Care! I prithee begone from me!
Begone, dull Care! thou and I shall never agree.

PLAYFORD : Musical Companion. (1687.) Much of a muchness.

VANBRUGH: The Provoked Ilusband, Act i. Sc. 1.
Mathew, Mark, Luke, and John,
The bed be blest that I lye on.

THOMAS ADY : A Candle in the Dark, p. 68. (London, 1656.)
Junius, Aprilis, Septemq; Nouemq; tricenos,
Vnum plus reliqui, Februs tenet octo vicenos,
At si bissextus fuerit superadditur vnus.

WILLIAM HARRISON : Description of Britain (prefixed to

Holinshed's “ Chronicle," 1577).
Thirty dayes hath Nouember,
Aprill, June, and September,
February hath xxviii alone,
And all the rest have xxxi.

RICHARD Grafton: Chronicles of England. (1590.)
Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November,
February has twenty-eight alone,
All the rest have thirty-one;
Excepting leap year, – that's the time
When February's days are twenty-nine.

The Return from Parnassus. (London, 1606.)
Thirty days hath September,
April, June, and November;
All the rest have thirty-one,
Excepting February alone,
Which hath but twenty-eight, in fine,
Till leap year gives it twenty-nine.

Common in the New England States.

1 Altered by Johnson (1783), –

Between the stirrup and the ground,
I mercy ask'd; I mercy found.

Fourth, eleventh, ninth, and sixth,
Thirty days to each atlix;
Every other thirty-one
Except the second month alone.

Common in Chester County, Penn., among the Friends. "Be of good comfort, Master Ridley," Latimer cried at the crackling of the flames. “Play the man! We shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.” 1 There is a garden in her face,

Where roses and white lilies show; A heavenly paradise is that place,

Wherein all pleasant fruits do grow. There cherries hang that none may buy, Till cherry ripe themselves do cry.

An Flowres Recreation in Musike. (1606. Set to music by Richard

Alison. Oliphant's “La Messa Madrigalesca," p. 229.)
Those cherries fairly do enclose

Of orient pearl a double row;
Which when her lovely laughter shows,
They look like rosebuds filled with snow.

Ibid.

A vest as admired Voltiger had on,
Which from this Island's foes his grandsire won,
Whose artful colour pass'd the Tyrian dye,
Obliged to triumph in this legacy.

The British Princes, p. 96. (1669.)
When Adam dolve, and Eve span,
Who was then the gentleman ?

Lines used by John Ball in Wat Tyler's Rebellion.3

1 I shall light a candle of understanding in thine heart, which shall not be put out. — 2 Esdras riv. 25. 2 The oft-quoted lines,

A painted vest Prince Voltiger had on,

Which from a naked Pict his grandsire won, have been ascribed to Blackmore, but suppressed in the later editions of his poems.

3 Hume : History of England, vol. i. chap. xvii. note 8.