They only fall, that strive to move, Or lose, that care to keep. f. OWEN MEREDITH (Lord Lytton)-The We are but as the instrument of Heaven. And not what we would be. I know that one hour Assures not another. The will and the power Are diverse. Come day, come night, day comes at last. CHRISTINA G. ROSSETTI-Twilight. 0. Night. I. St. 1. A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm. A man whom both the waters and the wind, In that vast tennis-court, hath made the ball For them to play upon. q. Pericles. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 63. Farewell! a long farewell, to all my greatness! This is the state of man: to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him: The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, For some must watch, while some must sleep; So runs the world away. t. Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 284. Here burns my candle out; ay, here it dies, Which, whiles it lasted, gave King Henry light. U. Henry VI. Pt. III. Act II. Sc. 6. If he had been as you and you as he, |