1787 THOMSON: _Seasons, Spring,_ Line 1.

"Come, gentle Spring! ethereal mildness, come!"-- Oh! Thomson, void of rhyme as well as reason, How could'st thou thus poor human nature hum?

There 's no such season.

1788 HOOD: _Spring._

=Stage.=

All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players, They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages.

1789 SHAKS.: _As You Like It,_ Act ii., Sc. 7.

=Stars.=

Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.

1790 SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act v., Sc. 4.

The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number!

1791 HERRICK: _Aph. Night Piece, To Julia._

Ye stars! which are the poetry of Heaven, If in your bright leaves we would read the fate Of men and empires,--'t is to be forgiven, That in our aspirations to be great, Our destinies o'erleap their mortal state, And claim a kindred with you.

1792 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iii., St. 88.

Now only here and there a little star Looks forth alone.

1793 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _The Constellations._

=State.=

A thousand years scarce serve to form a state: An hour may lay it in the dust.

1794 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto ii., St. 84.

=Statesman.=

An honest statesman to a prince, Is like a cedar planted by a spring; The spring bathes the tree's root, the grateful tree Rewards it with his shadow.

1795 WEBSTER: _Duchess of Malfi,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

=Steed.=

Hurrah, hurrah for Sheridan!

Hurrah, hurrah for horse and man!

And when their statues are placed on high, Under the dome of the Union sky,-- The American soldier's Temple of Fame,-- There with the glorious General's name Be it said in letters both bold and bright: "Here is the steed that saved the day By carrying Sheridan into the fight, From Winchester,--twenty miles away!"

1796 THOMAS BUCHANAN READ: _Sheridan's Ride._

=Stones.=

Put a tongue In every wound of Caesar that should move The stones of Rome to rise and mutiny.

1797 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.

=Storms.=

We often see, against some storm, A silence in the heavens, the rack stand still, The bold winds speechless, and the orb below As hush as death.

1798 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm.

1799 COWPER: _Light Shining out of Darkness._

Nail to the mast her holy flag, Set every threadbare sail, And give her to the god of storms, The lightning and the gale!

1800 OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES: _Old Ironsides._

=Story.=

Her father loved me; oft invited me; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortune, That I have passed.

1801 SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

She thank'd me, And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her, I should but teach him how to tell my story, And that would woo her.

1802 SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act i., Sc. 3.

=Strangers.=

By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd, By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd, By strangers honored, and by strangers mourn'd.

1803 POPE: _To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady,_ Line 51.

=Streets.=

The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets.

1804 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

=Strength.=

O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.

1805 SHAKS.: _M. for M.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

To be strong Is to be happy!

1806 LONGFELLOW: _Christus, Golden Legend,_ Pt. ii.

=Strife.=

No fears to beat away, no strife to heal,-- The past unsighed for, and the future sure.

1807 WORDSWORTH: _Laodamia._