=Envy.=

Fools may our scorn, not envy, raise, For envy is a kind of praise.

620 GAY: _Fables,_ Pt. i., Fable 44.

Envy will merit, as its shade, pursue; But, like a shadow, proves the substance true.

621 POPE: _E. on Criticism,_ Pt. ii., Line 266.

Base envy withers at another's joy, And hates that excellence it cannot reach.

622 THOMSON: _Seasons, Spring,_ Line 284.

=Epitaphs.=

Nobles and heralds, by your leave, Here lies what once was Matthew Prior, The son of Adam and of Eve: Can Bourbon or Nassau claim higher?

623 PRIOR: _Ep. Extempore._

Here rests his head, upon the lap of earth, A youth to fortune and to fame unknown; Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.

624 GRAY: _Elegy, Epitaph._

=Equality.=

The trickling rain doth fall Upon us one and all; The south wind kisses The saucy milkmaid's cheek, The nun's demure and meek, Nor any misses.

625 E.C. STEDMAN: _A Madrigal,_ St. 3.

=Error.=

Shall Error in the round of time Still father Truth?

626 TENNYSON: _Love and Duty._

But Error, wounded, writhes with pain, And dies among his worshippers.

627 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _The Battle-Field._

=Eternity.=

Beyond is all abyss, Eternity, whose end no eye can reach.

628 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. xii., Line 555.

Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought!

629 ADDISON: _Cato,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

=Europe.=

Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay.

630 TENNYSON: _Locksley Hall,_ Line 184.

=Eve.=

Adam the goodliest man of men since born His sons, the fairest of her daughters, Eve.

631 MILTON: _Par. Lost.,_ Bk. iv., Line 323.

=Evening.=

The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight.

632 LONGFELLOW: _The Day is Done._

The sun is set; the swallows are asleep; The bats are flitting fast in the gray air; The slow soft toads out of damp corners creep; And evening's breath, wandering here and there Over the quivering surface of the stream, Wakes not one ripple from its silent dream.

633 SHELLEY: _Evening._

=Evil.=

Farewell hope! and with hope, farewell fear!

Farewell remorse! all good to me is lost.

Evil, be thou my good; by thee at least Divided empire with heaven's king I hold.

634 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. iv., Line 108.

Evil springs up, and flowers, and bears no seed, And feeds the green earth with its swift decay, Leaving it richer for the growth of truth.

635 JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL: _Prometheus._

=Example.=

The evil that men do lives after them, The good is oft interred with their bones.

636 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

By his life alone, Gracious and sweet, the better way was shown.

637 WHITTIER: _The Pennsylvania Pilgrim._

=Excess.=

To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of Heaven to garnish, Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.

638 SHAKS.: _King John,_ Act iv., Sc. 2.

=Exile.=

Beheld the duteous son, the sire decayed, The modest matron, and the blushing maid, Forc'd from their homes, a melancholy train, To traverse climes beyond the Western main.

639 GOLDSMITH: _Traveller,_ Line 407.

=Expectation.=