Index — Chapter SEAMAN <i>to</i> SEEMING (Part 1 of 3)

SEAMAN.—I would have men of such constancy put to sea that their business might be every thing, and their intent every where; for that’s it that always makes a good voyage of nothing.

Shakespeare.—Twelfth Night, Act II. Scene 4.(Clown to the Duke.)

By strength of heart, the sailor fights with roaring seas.

Wordsworth.—The Excursion, Book IV. Page 122.

Now, hoist the anchor, mates—and let the sails
Give their broad bosom to the buxom wind,
Like lass that woos a lover.

Scott.—Peveril of the Peak, Chap.XIX.

Well, then, our course is chosen—spread the sail—
Heave oft the lead, and mark the soundings well;
Look to the helm, good master—many a shoal
Marks this stern coast, and rocks where sits the siren,
Who, like ambition, lures men to their ruin.

Scott.—Kenilworth, Chap. XVII.

Chance will not do the work—chance sends the breeze,
But if the pilot slumber at the helm,
The very wind that wafts us towards the port
May dash us on the shelves—the steersman’s part
Is vigilance, blow it rough or smooth.

Scott.—Fortunes of Nigel, Chap. XXII.

On the lee-beam lies the land, boys,
See all clear to reef each course;
Let the fore-sheet go, don’t mind, boys,
Though the weather should be worse.

Scott.—St. Ronan’s Well, Chap. XXXIII.

So puts himself into the shipmate’s toil,
With whom each minute threatens life or death.

Shakespeare.—Pericles, Act I. Scene 3.(Helicanus to Thaliard.)

A man whom both the waters and the wind,
In that vast tennis court, hath made the ball
For them to play upon.

Shakespeare.—Pericles, Act II. Scene 1. (Pericles to the Fishermen.)

SEAR AND YELLOW LEAF.—I have liv’d long enough: my way of life
Is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf:
And that which should accompany old age,
As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends,
I must not look to have; but, in their stead,
Curses not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath,
Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.

Shakespeare.—Macbeth, Act V. Scene 3. (Tired of life, and contemplating old age without honour.)

SEASON.—A word spoken in due season, how good is it.

Proverbs, Chap. XV. Verse 23.

How many things by season season’d are
To their right praise and true perfection!

Shakespeare.—Merchant of Venice, Act V. Scene 1. (Portia to Nerissa.)

Season your admiration for a while
With an attent ear.