DELIBERATION to DETRACTION

DELIBERATION.—Deep on his front engraven
Deliberation sat, and public care.

Milton.—Paradise Lost, Book II. Line 302.

DELIGHT.—But such a sacred and home-felt delight,
Such sober certainty of waking bliss,
I never heard till now.

Milton.—Comus, Line 262.

To scorn delights and live laborious days.

Milton.—Lycidas, Line 72.

In this Fool’s paradise he drank delight.

Crabbe.—The Borough, Letter XII.

DELIGHTFUL.—Delightful task! to rear the tender thought,
To teach the young idea how to shoot,
To pour the fresh instruction o’er the mind,
To breathe the enliv’ning spirit, and to fix
The generous purpose in the glowing breast.

Thomson.—Spring, Line 1149.

DEMOCRACY.—1. Lycurgus! set up a Democracy in Sparta. 2. Do you first set up a Democracy in your own house.

Plutarch.—Morals, Apothegms of Kings.

DENIED.—Let this great maxim be my virtue’s guide,—
In part she is to blame who has been tried;
He comes too near, who comes to be denied.

Montague, Lady M. W.—The Woman’s Resolve.

DERBY DILLY.—So down thy hill, romantic Ashbourn, glides,
The Derby Dilly, Carrying three insides.
One in each corner sits, and lolls at ease,
With folded arms, propp’d back, and outstretch’d knees;
While the press’d bodkin, punch’d and squeezed to death,
Sweats in the midmost place, and pants for breath.

Canning.—Loves of the Triangles, last lines.

DESCRIPTION.—For her own person,
It beggar’d all description.

Shakespeare.—Antony and Cleopatra, Act II. Scene 2. (Enobarbus to Agrippa.)

I have described her, and sure my picture is not so bad as to require its name under it.

Fielding.—Love in Several Masques, Act I. Scene 1; Colley Cibber, the Comical Lovers, Act I. Scene 1.

DESERT.—Use every man after his desert, and who should ’scape whipping!

Shakespeare.—Hamlet, Act II. Scene 2. (The Prince to Polonius.)

O, your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it, to lock it in the wards of covert bosom.

Shakespeare.—Measure for Measure, Act V. Scene 1. (The Duke to Angelo.)

DESERTED.—Deserted at his utmost need,
By those his former bounty fed;
On the bare earth exposed he lies,
With not a friend to close his eyes.


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