FIRST SERIES. 



Ill 



Quotations ; — 



Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, x, 288. 431. 

 Lord Stafford mines for coal and salt, vi. 222. 329. 



401. 

 Lucas, Evangelii et medtcinse, x. 243. 512. 

 Lux vitas, pastus cordis, x. 243. 

 Ma Ninette a quatorze ans, vii. 84. 

 Magna est Veritas et pravalebit, viii. 77. 

 Mala malee mala mala pertulit, vii. 180. 

 Man proposes but God disposes, viii. 411. 552; ix. 



87. 202. 384. 

 Mater ait natee, &c. vii. 155. 247; viii. 160. 

 Malo cum Platone errare, iii. 389. 484. 

 Many a word at random spoken, iii. 409. 

 Marriage is such a rabble rout, iii. 263; ix. 184. 

 Men are but children of a larger growth, j. 22. 



127. 

 Men may live fools, &c., iii. 518. 

 Men of Grsecia, heirs of glory, xii. 185. 

 Mittitur in disco mihi piscis, i. 415. 

 Mockery, delusion, and a snare, viii. 244. 302. 

 Music hath charms to soothe, &c., vi. 388. 

 My mind to me. a kingdom is, i. 302. 355. 489 ; 



vL 615; vii. sil; x. 335. 

 Nature's mother wit, iii. 388. 

 Navita Erythraeum pavidus, vii. 382. 513. 

 Ne'er to these chambers, vii. 14. 72. 

 Never ending, still beginning, viii. 103. 162, 

 Never more shall my footsteps, x. 145. 

 Nil actum credens, x. 367. 

 No nice extreme a true Italian knows, vi. 530. 

 No pent-up Utica contracts our powers, xi. 503. 

 Nobilis- antique veniens, vi. 127. 352. 

 Noiseless foot of time, iv. 88. 

 Non omnia terra obruta, xi. 146. 235. 

 Non quid responderent, iv. 85. 

 Not serve two masters, vi. 223. 349. 

 Now the fierce bear, viii. 440. 577. 

 Nullis fraus tuta latebris, i. 156; iii. 323. 433. 

 Juvenis frustra, v. 441. 

 O Leoline ! be obstinately just, v. 78. 138. 212. 

 wearisome condition of humanity, iii. 241 ; iv. 



139; V. 473. 

 Obedient Yamen, x. 288. 353. 

 Oderunt peccare boni, xii. 87. 175. 

 Off with his head, so much for Buckingham, ix. 



543. 

 Of whose omniscient and all-spreading love, ix. 



301.402. 

 Oh for a voice of that wild horn, viii. 622. 

 Oh ! go from the window, xii. 498. 

 On the green slope, x. 288. 353. 

 One poet is another's plagiary, x. 464. 

 One while I think, ix. 76. 184. 

 Par un peu de sang bien re'paudu, ii. 391. ' 

 Pauper ubique jacet, vi. 487. 

 Per viam expedientias, vi. 534. 

 Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, iv. 24. 



72. 391; viii. 192. 

 Pereant qui ante nos nostra dixerunt, x. 464; xi. 



192; xii. 35. 

 Perturbabantur Constantinopolitani, viii. 76; ix, 



452. 576; xi. 235; xii. 252. 293. 415. 

 Pinece with a stink, viii. 270. 350. 496. 



Quotations : — 



Pity is akin to love, i. 248 ; viii. 89. 

 Plato, X. 125. 267. 274. 454; xi. 55. 

 Plurima gemma latet caeca tellure sepulta, ii. 133; 



iii. 76. 

 Plurima, pauca, nihil, vi. 511 ; vii. 96. 167. 

 Plus occidit Quia, viii. 292; x. 530. 

 Poetse nascitur, non fit, ix. 398. 

 Poets beware, never compare, v, 78. 134. 

 Poor Allinda's growing old, iii. 264. 

 Populus vult decipi, vii. 572. 621; viii. 65. 522. 

 Posie of other men's flowers, ii. 274. 451; iv. 58. 



125. 211.457; V. 38. 

 Possession is eleven points of the law, vi. 45. 

 Praise undeserved is satire in disguise, i. 222. 



233, 

 Prayer moves the hand, vi. 55. 

 Preached from a pulpit rather than a tub, v. 29, 



161. 

 Proper study of mankind is Man, vi. 33. 

 Proximus sum egomet mihi, xii. 287. 

 Quadrijugis invectus equis Sol aureus extat, ii. 



391; iii. 287. 

 Quando tandem, vi. 412. 

 Quem Deus vult perdere, vii. 618; viii. 73. 

 Qui jacet in terra, non habet unde cadat, xii, 204. 

 Quid est Episcopus, v. 177. 2o5. 380. 

 Quid facies, facies Veneris, viii. 539; ix. 18. 161; 



X. 173. 

 Quid levins calamo ? ix. 301. 402, 

 Quod non fecerunt barbari, v. 559. 614, 

 Racked by pain, by shame confounded, iv. 7.; v. 44. 

 Regis ad exemplum, ii. 267. 381 ; xii. 352, 

 Res ea sacra, miser, x. 288. 

 Rex erat Elizabeth, sed erat Regina Jacobus, ix. 



421. 

 Roma amor e retro perlecto nomine, vii. 180. 

 Roma tibi subito, vi. 209. 352. 445. 521 ; vii. 5 10. 

 Roses all that's fair adorn, v. 611. ; vi. 42. 

 Sacrum pingue dabo, vi. 36. 159. 209. 449. 

 Sad are the rose leaves, viii. 197. 

 Sat cito si sat bene, viii. 18. 87. 

 Scire ubi aliquid invenire posses, viii. 587. 

 Sedem animse in extremis digitis ponunt, ii. 464 ; 



iv. 91. 

 Seductor Succo : Gallo Sicarius, vii. 595. 

 See where the startled wild fowl, vii. 67. 

 Sees good in every thing, iii, 168, 



Send me tribute, or else , x, 38, 



Shakespeare : " Who speak tlie tongue that Shak- 



speare spoke?" ii. 135, 219, 

 She ne'er with trait'rous kiss, ii. 136, 254. 

 Sic transit gloria mundi, vi. 100. 183. ; vii. 164; 



xi. 495. 

 Sir John once said a good thing, ix, 301, 

 So down thy liill, romantic Ashbourne, glides, viii, 



114. 

 So geographers, in Afric maps, iii. 372, 485. 

 Solamen miseris, viii. 272. 

 Son of the morning, whither art thou gone, x, 464; 



xi. 39. 

 Soon will the evening star, xi, 105. 155. 

 Strew'd a baptism o'er with flowers, xi. 105. 

 Suaviter in modo, fortiter in re, viii. 586. 



