834 WORDSWORTH: _Simon Lee._

=Grave.=

One destin'd period men in common have, The great, the base, the coward, and the brave, All food alike for worms, companions in the grave.

835 LANSDOWNE: _On Death._

The grave, dread thing!

Men shiver when thou 'rt named: Nature appall'd, Shakes off her wonted firmness.

836 BLAIR: _The Grave,_ Line 9.

Mine be the breezy hill that skirts the down, Where a green grassy turf is all I crave, With here and there a violet bestrewn, Fast by a brook or fountain's murmuring wave; And many an evening sun shine sweetly on my grave!

837 BEATTIE: _The Minstrel,_ Bk. ii., St. 17.

=Greatness.=

I have touched the highest point of all my greatness.

838 SHAKS.: _Henry VIII.,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

Rightly to be great, Is, not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw, When honor's at the stake.

839 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iv., Sc. 4.

Great hearts have largest room to bless the small; Strong natures give the weaker home and rest.

840 LUCY LARCOM: _Sonnet, The Presence._

=Greece.=

Fair Greece! sad relic of departed worth!

Immortal, though no more; though fallen, great!

841 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto ii., St. 73.

Such is the aspect of this shore; 'T is Greece, but living Greece no more!

So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there.

842 BYRON: _Giaour,_ Line 90.

The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece!

Where burning Sappho loved and sung.

843 BYRON: _Don Juan,_ Canto iii., St. 86. 1.

=Greeks.=

When Greeks joined Greeks, then was the tug of war.

844 NATHANIEL LEE: _Alex. the Great,_ Act iv., Sc. 2.

=Grief.=

My grief lies onward and my joy behind.

845 SHAKS.: _Sonnet 50._

What's gone, and what's past help, Should be past grief.

846 SHAKS.: _Wint. Tale,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

What need a man forestall his date of grief, And run to meet what he would most avoid?

847 MILTON: _Comus,_ Line 362.

O brothers! let us leave the shame and sin Of taking vainly, in a plaintive mood, The holy name of GRIEF!--holy herein, That, by the grief of ONE, came all our good.

848 MRS. BROWNING: _Sonnets, Exaggeration._

In all the silent manliness of grief.

849 GOLDSMITH: _Des. Village,_ Line 384.

=Ground.=

Where'er we tread, 't is haunted, holy ground.

850 BYRON: _Ch. Harold._ Canto ii., St. 88.

=Groves.=

The groves were God's first temples.

851 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _A Forest Hymn._

In such green palaces the first kings reign'd, Slept in their shades, and angels entertain'd; With such old counsellors they did advise.

And by frequenting sacred groves grew wise.

852 WALLER: _On St. James's Park._

=Grudge.=

If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.

853 SHAKS.: _M. of Venice,_ Act 1., Sc. 3.

=Guests.=

Unbidden guests Are often welcomest when they are gone.

854 SHAKS.: _1 Henry VI.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

For I who hold sage Homer's rule the best, Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.

855 POPE: Satire ii., Line 159.

=Guilt.=