Part 65

Virtue which shuns the day.--Addison.

Modesty and the dew love the shade. Each shine in the open day only to be exhaled to heaven.--J. Petit Senn.

Modesty is still a provocation.--Poincelot.

Modesty is the chastity of merit, the virginity of noble souls.--E. de Girardin.

~Money.~--Wisdom, knowledge, power--all combined.--Byron.

Oh, what a world of vile ill-favored faults looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year!--Shakespeare.

It is my opinion that a man's soul may be buried and perish under a dung-heap, or in a furrow of the field, just as well as under a pile of money.--Hawthorne.

If you would know the value of money, go and try to borrow some; for he that goes a-borrowing goes a-sorrowing.--Franklin.

Make all you can, save all you can, give all you can.--Wesley.

The avaricious love of gain, which is so feelingly deplored, appears to us a principle which, in able hands, might be guided to the most salutary purposes. The object is to encourage the love of labor, which is best encouraged by the love of money.--Sydney Smith.

Ready money is Aladdin's lamp.--Byron.

Money does all things; for it gives and it takes away, it makes honest men and knaves, fools and philosophers; and so forward, mutatis mutandis, to the end of the chapter.--L'Estrange.

Mammon is the largest slave-holder in the world.--Fred. Saunders.

But for money and the need of it, there would not be half the friendship in the world. It is powerful for good if divinely used. Give it plenty of air and it is sweet as the hawthorn; shut it up and it cankers and breeds worms.--George MacDonald.

Money, the life-blood of the nation.--Swift.

~Moon.~--The silver empress of the night.--Tickell.

How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank.--Shakespeare.

Mysterious veil of brightness made.--Butler.

Cynthia, fair regent of the night.--Gay.

The maiden moon in her mantle of blue.--Joaquin Miller.

~Morals.~--Every age and every nation has certain characteristic vices, which prevail almost universally, which scarcely any person scruples to avow, and which even rigid moralists but faintly censure. Succeeding generations change the fashion of their morals with the fashion of their hats and their coaches; take some other kind of wickedness under their patronage, and wonder at the depravity of their ancestors.--Macaulay.

We like the expression of Raphael's faces without an edict to enforce it. I do not see why there should not be a taste in morals formed on the same principle.--Hazlitt.

Do not be too moral. You may cheat yourself out of much life so. Aim above morality. Be not simply good; be good for something.--Thoreau.

~Morning.~--Vanished night, shot through with orient beams.--Milton.

The dewy morn, with breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom.--Byron.

Jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountain top.--Shakespeare.

When the glad sun, exulting in his might, comes from the dusky-curtained tents of night.--Emma C. Embury.

The cock, that is the trumpet of the morn, doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat awake the god of day.--Shakespeare.