To swallow gudgeons ’ere they’re catch’d,
And count their chickens ’ere they’re hatch’d.

Butler.—Hudibras, Part II. Canto III. Line 923.

CHILD.—The childhood shews the man,
As morning shews the day.

Milton.—Paradise Regained, Book IV.

The child is genuine, you may trace
Throughout the sire’s transmitted face.

Green.—The Spleen, Line 11.

Oft too the mind well pleased surveys,
Its progress from its childish days;
Sees how the current upwards ran,
And reads the child o’er in the man.

Lloyd.—Epi. to Coleman, Line 17.

The child is father of the man.

Wordsworth.—My Heart Leaps Up, Line 7.

CHILDHOOD.—Alas, my lord, my life is not a thing
Worthy your noble thoughts! ’Tis not a life,
’Tis but a piece of childhood thrown away.

Beaumont and Fletcher.—Philaster, Act V. Scene 2.

CHILDHOOD.—Childhood, who like an April morn appears,
Sunshine and rain, hopes clouded o’er with fears.

Churchill.—Gotham, Book I.


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