'T is heaven alone that is given away, 'T is only God may be had for the asking.

810 JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL: _The Vision of Sir Launfal._

All are but parts of one stupendous whole, Whose body Nature is, and God the soul.

811 POPE: _Essay on Man,_ Epis. i., Line 267.

Thou art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee: Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine.

812 MOORE: _Thou Art, O God._

And they were canopied by the blue sky, So cloudless, clear, and purely beautiful That God alone was to be seen in heaven.

813 BYRON: _The Dream,_ St. 4.

The conscious water saw its God and blushed.

814 RICHARD CRASHAW: _Epigram._

From Thee, great God, we spring, to Thee we tend,-- Path, motive, guide, original, and end.

815 DR. JOHNSON: _Motto to the Rambler,_ No. 7.

=Gods.=

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices Make instruments to plague us.

816 SHAKS.: _King Lear,_ Act v., Sc. 3.

Heartily know, When half-gods go, The gods arrive.

817 EMERSON: _Give All to Love._

=Gold.=

Gold; worse poison to men's souls, Doing more murther in this loathsome world, Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell.

818 SHAKS.: _Rom. and Jul.,_ Act v., Sc. 1.

O cursed lust of gold! when for thy sake The fool throws up his interest in both worlds; First starved in this, then damn'd in that to come.

819 BLAIR: _The Grave,_ Line 347.

So dear a life your arms enfold, Whose crying is a cry for gold.

820 TENNYSON: _The Daisy,_ St. 24.

=Goodness.=

May he live Longer than I have time to tell his years!

Ever belov'd, and loving, may his rule be!

And, when old Time shall lead him to his end, Goodness and he fill up one monument!

821 SHAKS.: _Henry VIII.,_ Act ii., Sc. 1.

Oh, sir! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer's dust, Burn to the socket.

822 WORDSWORTH: _Excursion,_ Bk. i., Line 504.

Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long: And so make life, death, and that vast forever One grand, sweet song.

823 CHARLES KINGSLEY: _A Farewell._

=Good Night.=

At once, good night:-- Stand not upon the order of your going, But go at once.

824 SHAKS.: _Macbeth,_ Act iii., Sc. 4.

Good night! good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night, till it be morrow.

825 SHAKS.: _Rom. and Jul.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

To all, to each, a fair good night, And pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.

826 SCOTT: _Marmion,_ Canto vi., L'Envoy.

=Government.=

'T is government that makes them seem divine.

827 SHAKS.: _3 Henry VI.,_ Act 1., Sc. 4.

Each petty hand Can steer a ship becalm'd; but he that will Govern and carry her to her ends, must know His tides, his currents, how to shift his sails; What she will bear in foul, what in fair weathers; Where her springs are, her leaks, and how to stop 'em; What strands, what shelves, what rooks do threaten her.

828 BEN JONSON: _Catiline,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

For forms of government let fools contest, Whate'er is best administer'd is best.

829 POPE: _Essay on Man,_ Epis. iii., Line 303.

=Grace.=

When once our grace we have forgot, Nothing goes right.

830 SHAKS.: _M. for M.,_ Act iv., Sc. 4.

From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art.

831 POPE: _E. on Criticism,_ Pt. i., Line 152.

=Grandeur.=

Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor.

832 GRAY: _Elegy,_ St. 8.

=Gratitude.=

The still small voice of gratitude.

833 GRAY: _Ode for Music, Chorus,_ V., Line 8.

I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning; Alas! the gratitude of men Hath oftener left me mourning.