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There is no point where art so nearly touches nature as when it appears in the form of words.

f. HOLLAND-Piain Talks on Familiar Subjects. Art and Life.

Words are not only the highest representatives of thought and life, but they are the representatives, the sources, the expounders, and the preservers of all that is highest in picture and sculpture.

g.

HOLLAND-Plain Talks on Familiar
Subjects. Art and Life.

Long in the field of words we may contend,
Reproach is infinite, and knows no end,
Arm'd or with truth or falsehood, right or
wrong;

So valuable a weapon is the tongue; Wounded, we wound; and neither side can fail,

For every man has equal strength to rail: Women alone, when in the streets they jar, Perhaps excel us in this wordy war;

Like us they stand, encompass'd with the crowd,

And vent their anger, impotent and loud. h. POPE'S Homer's Iliad. Bk. XX.

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Words, however, are things; and the man who accords

To his language the license to outrage his soul,

Is controll'd by the words he disdains to control.

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Words are like leaves; and where they most

abound,

Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found. POPE-Essay on Criticism. Line 309.

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He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.

v. Love's Labour's Lost. Act V. Sc. 1.

How long a time lies in one little word! Four lagging winters, and four wanton springs,

End in a word: Such is the breath of kings. Richard 11. Act I. Sc. 3.

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I know thou'rt full of love and honesty, And weigh'st thy words before thou giv'st them breath.

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Ill deeds are doubled with an evil word.
y. Comedy of Errors. Act III. Sc. 2.
Madam, you have bereft me of all words,
Only my blood speaks to you in my veins.
Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 2.

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This world is all a fleeting show,
For man's illusion given;
The smiles of Joy, the tears of Wo,
Deceitful shine, deceitful flow-
There's nothing true, but Heaven!

m.

THOMAS MOORE-This World is All a
Fleeting Show.
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seems to me all the uses of this world.
ከ. Hamlet. Act I. Sc. 2.

The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,
And these are of them.

0. Macbeth. Act I. Sc. 3.

The world is grown so bad That wrens may prey where eagles dare not perch.

p. Richard III. Act I. Sc. 3. This earth, that bears thee dead, Bears not alive so stout a gentleman. Henry IV. Pt. I. Act V. q.

This wide and universal theatre

Sc. 4.

Presents more woeful pageants than the

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