WINDOWS.—Rich windows that exclude the light,
And passages that lead to nothing.
Gray.—A Long Story.
And storied windows richly dight,
Casting a dim religious light.
Milton.—II Penseroso, Line 159.
Ere I let fall the windows of mine eyes.
Shakespeare.—King Kichard III. Act V. Scene 3. (Richmond on retiring to Sleep.)
WINDOWS.—Thy eyes’ windows fall,
Like death, when he shuts up the day of life.
Shakespeare.—Romeo and Juliet, Act IV. Scene 1. (The Friar to Juliet.)
Her two blue windows faintly she upheaveth.
Shakespeare.—Venus and Adonis, Verse 81.
Mistress, look on me,
Behold the window of my heart, mine eye,
What humble suit attends thy answer
there.
Shakespeare.—Love’s Labour’s Lost, Act V. Scene 2. (Biron to Maria.)
Windows of her mind.
Chalkhill.—The Dwelling of Orandra.
It is the soul itself which sees and hears, and not those parts which are, as it were, but windows to the soul.
Yonge’s Cicero.—Tusculan Disp. Book I. Div. 20.
WINE.—I drank: I lik’d it not: ’twas rage, ’twas noise,
An airy scene of transitory joys.
Prior.—Solomon, Pleasure, Book II. Line 106.
O thou invisible spirit of wine, if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil!
Shakespeare.—Othello, Act II. Scene 3. (Cassio to Iago.)
What cannot wine perform? It brings to light
The secret soul; it bids the coward fight;
Gives being to our
hopes, and from our hearts
Drives the dull sorrow, and inspires new arts.
Is there a wretch whom bumpers
have not taught
A flow of words, and loftiness of thought?
Even in th’ oppressive grasp of poverty
It can
enlarge, and bid the soul be free.
Francis’ Horace.—Book I. Epi. V. Line 23.
The good mead did its good office.
Southey.—Madoc, Stanza 4.
Wine makes Love forget its care,
And Mirth exalts a feast.
Parnell.—Anacreontic, Verse 2.
In vino veritas; there is truth in wine.