=Dress.=

Be plain in dress, and sober in your diet; In short, my deary, kiss me, and be quiet.

585 LADY M.W. MONTAGU: _A Summary of Lord Lyttelton's Advice._

We sacrifice to dress, till household joys And comforts cease. Dress drains our cellar dry, And keeps our larder lean; puts out our fires, And introduces hunger, frost, and woe, Where peace and hospitality might reign.

586 COWPER: _Task,_ Bk. ii., Line 614.

=Drink--Drinking--Drunkenness.=

Oh, that men should put an enemy in Their mouths, to steal away their brains! that we Should, with joy, pleasance, revel and applause, Transform ourselves into beasts!

587 SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act ii., Sc. 3,

Give him strong drink until he wink, That's sinking in despair; An' liquor guid to fire his bluid, That's prest wi' grief an' care, There let him house and deep carouse, Wi' bumpers flowing o'er, Till he forgets his loves or debts, An' minds his griefs no more.

588 BURNS: _Scotch Drink._

=Dryden.=

Waller was smooth; but Dryden taught to join The varying verse, the full resounding line, The long majestic march, and energy divine.

589 POPE: Satire v., Line 267.

=Duelling.=

Some fiery fop, with new commission vain, Who sleeps on brambles till he kills his man; Some frolic drunkard, reeling from a feast, Provokes a broil, and stabs you for a jest.

590 DR. JOHNSON: _London._

=Dunce.=

How much a dunce, that has been sent to roam, Excels a dunce, that has been kept at home.

591 COWPER: _Prog. of Error,_ Line 415.

=Dungeon.=

Dweller in yon dungeon dark, Hangman of creation, mark!

592 BURNS: _Ode on Mrs. Oswald._

=Duty.=

Stern Daughter of the Voice of God!

O Duty! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove; Thou, who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe; From vain temptations dost set free; And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity!

593 WORDSWORTH: _Ode to Duty._

==E.==

=Eagle.=

So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.

594 BYRON: _English Bards and Scotch Reviewers,_ Line 826.

=Ear.=

Where more is meant than meets the ear.

595 MILTON: _Il Penseroso,_ Line 120.

=Earth.=

The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn.

596 SHELLEY: _Hellas,_ Line 1060.

Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat, Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe That all was lost.

597 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ix., Line 782.

Upon my burned body lie lightly, gentle earth.

598 BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER: _Maid's Tragedy,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

Earth with her thousand voices praises God.

599 COLERIDGE: _Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni._

=Ease.=

Ease would recant Vows made in pain, as violent and void.

600 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. iv., Line 96.

=East.=

An hour before the worshipp'd sun Peered forth the golden window of the east.

601 SHAKS.: _Rom. and Jul.,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

=Easter.=

Rise, heart; thy Lord is risen. Sing His praise Without delays, Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise With Him mayst rise: That, as His death calcined thee to dust, His life may make thee gold, and, much more, just.

602 HERBERT: _The Church._ _Easter._