=Striving.=

How far your eyes may pierce I cannot tell; Striving to better, oft we mar what's well.

1808 SHAKS.: _King Lear,_ Act i., Sc. 4.

=Study.=

Study is like the heaven's glorious sun, That will not be deep-search'd with saucy looks; Small have continual plodders ever won, Save base authority from others' books.

1809 SHAKS.: _Love's L. Lost,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

If not to some peculiar end design'd Study 's the specious trifling of the mind, Or is at best a secondary aim, A chase for sport alone, and not for game.

1810 YOUNG: _Love of Fame,_ Satire ii., Line 67.

=Style.=

The lives of trees lie only in the barks, And in their styles the wit of greatest clerks.

1811 BUTLER: _Sat. on Abuse of Human Learning,_ Line 211.

=Success.=

Didst thou never hear That things ill got had ever bad success?

1812 SHAKS.: _3 Henry VI.,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.

Life lives only in success.

1813 BAYARD TAYLOR: _Amran's Wooing,_ St. 5.

'Tis not in mortals to command success; But we'll do more, Sempronius--we'll deserve it.

1814 ADDISON: _Cato,_ Act i., Sc. 2.

=Suffering.=

Yet tears to human suffering are due; And mortal hopes defeated and o'erthrown Are mourned by man, and not by man alone.

1815 WORDSWORTH: _Laodamia._

=Suicide.=

Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life Cuts off so many years of fearing death.

1816 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

--He That kills himself to avoid misery, fears it; And at the best shows but a bastard valor.

1817 MASSINGER: _Maid of Honor,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.

=Summer.=

Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all except their sun is set.

1818 Byron: _Don Juan,_ Canto iii., St. 86. 1.

It is a sultry day; the sun has drunk The dew that lay upon the morning grass; There is no rustling in the lofty elm That canopies my dwelling, and its shade Scarce cools me. All is silent, save the faint And interrupted murmur of the bee, Settling on the sick flowers, and then again Instantly on the wing.

1819 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT: _Summer Wind._

=Sun.=

The glorious sun, Stays in his course, and plays the alchemist; Turning, with splendor of his precious eye, The meagre cloddy earth to glittering gold.

1820 SHAKS.: _King John,_ Act iii., Sc. 1.

Busy old fool, unruly sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows and through curtains call on us?

1821 JOHN DONNE: _The Sun-Rising._

My own hope is, a sun will pierce The thickest cloud earth ever stretched.

1822 ROBERT BROWNING: _Apparent Failure,_ vii.

=Sunflower.=

Light enchanted sunflower, thou Who gazest ever true and tender On the sun's revolving splendor!

Restless sunflowers, cease to move.

1823 SHELLEY: _Tr. of "Magico Prodigioso" of Calderon,_ Sc. 3.

The heart that has truly lov'd never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close, As the sunflower turns on her god when he sets The same look which she turn'd when he rose.

1824 MOORE: _Believe Me, If all Those Endearing Young Charms._

Miles and miles of gold and green Where the sunflowers blow In a solid glow.

1825 ROBERT BROWNING: _Lovers' Quarrel,_ St. 6.

Unloved, the sunflower, shining fair, Ray round with flames her disk of seed.

1826 TENNYSON: _In Memoriam,_ Pt. ci., St. 2.

=Sunrise.=

When from the opening chambers of the east The morning springs in thousand liveries drest, The early larks their morning tribute pay, And, in shrill notes, salute the blooming day.

1827 THOMSON: _The Morning in the Country._

'Tis morn. Behold the kingly Day now leaps The eastern wall of earth with sword in hand, Clad in a flowing robe of mellow light.

Like to a king that has regain'd his throne, He warms his drooping subjects into joy, That rise rejoiced to do him fealty, And rules with pomp the universal world.

1828 JOAQUIN MILLER: _Ina,_ Sc. 2.

=Sunset.=