A harmless necessary cat.
272 SHAKS.: _M. of Venice,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.
Let Hercules himself do what he may, The cat will mew and dog will have his day.
273 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act v., Sc. 1.
=Cataract.=
The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion.
274 WORDSWORTH: _Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey._
=Cathedrals.=
The high embower'd roof, With antique pillars, massy proof, And storied windows, richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
275 MILTON: _Il Penseroso,_ Line 157.
=Cato.=
Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause.
276 POPE: _Prologue to the Satires,_ Line 207.
=Cattle.=
O Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, Across the sands o' Dee.
277 CHARLES KINGSLEY: _The Sands of Dee._
=Cause.=
And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
278 SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act i., Sc. 3.
=Caution.=
Let every eye negotiate for itself And trust no agent.
279 SHAKS.: _Much Ado,_ Act ii, Sc. 1.
Know when to speak; for many times it brings Danger, to give the best advice to kings.
280 HERRICK: _Aph. Caution in Council,_
Vessels large may venture more, But little boats should keep near shore.
281 FRANKLIN: _Poor Richard._
=Caverns.=
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea.
282 COLERIDGE: _Kubla Khan._
=Celibacy.=
But earthly happier is the rose distill'd, Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives and dies in single blessedness.
283 SHAKS.: _Mid. N. Dream,_ Act i., Sc. 1.
Our Maker bids increase; who bids abstain But our destroyer, foe to God and man?
284 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. iv., Line 748.
=Censure.=
Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe, Are lost on hearers that our merits know.
285 POPE: _Iliad,_ Bk. x., Line 293.
=Ceremony.=
Ceremony was but devised at first To set a gloss on faint deeds--hollow welcomes, Recanting goodness, sorry ere 't is shown; But where there is true friendship, there needs none.
286 SHAKS.: _Timon of A.,_ Act i., Sc. 2.
=Challenge.=
There I throw my gage, To prove it on thee, to the extremest point Of mortal breathing.
287 SHAKS.: _Richard II.,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.
=Chance.=
That power Which erring men call Chance.
288 MILTON: _Comus,_ Line 587.
All nature is but art unknown to thee, All chance, direction, which thou canst not see.
289 POPE: _Essay on Man,_ Epis. i., Line 289.
=Change.=
All but God is changing day by day.
290 CHARLES KINGSLEY: _Prometheus._
When change itself can give no more, 'T is easy to be true.
291 CHARLES SEDLEY: _Reasons for Constancy._