1894 SHAKS.: _Titus And.,_ Act i., Sc. 2.
=Theatre.=
As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious.
1895 SHAKS.: _Richard II.,_ Act v., Sc. 5.
=Thief.=
The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief.
1896 SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act i., Sc. 3.
=Thirst.=
That panting thirst, which scorches in the breath Of those that die the soldier's fiery death, In vain impels the burning mouth to crave One drop--the last--to cool it for the grave.
1897 BYRON: _Lara,_ Canto ii., St. 16.
=Thorn.=
Why are we fond of toil and care?
Why choose the rankling thorn to wear?
1898 J.M. USTERI: _Life let us Cherish._
=Thought.=
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own.
1899 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iii., Sc. 2.
Thought alone is eternal.
1900 OWEN MEREDITH: _Lucile,_ Pt. ii., Canto v., St. 16.
No thought which ever stirred A human breast should be untold.
1901 ROBERT BROWNING: _Paracelsus,_ Sc. 2.
Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.
1902 TENNYSON: _In Memoriam,_ Pt. xxiii., St. 4.
Thought is deeper than all speech, Feeling deeper than all thought; Souls to souls can never teach What unto themselves was taught.
1903 CHRISTOPHER P. CRANCH: _Stanzas._
=Thread.=
Sewing at once a double thread, A shroud as well as a shirt.
1904 HOOD: _Song of the Shirt._
=Threats.=
If thou more murmur'st, I will rend an oak, And peg thee in his knotty entrails, till Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters.
1905 SHAKS.: _Tempest,_ Act i., Sc. 2.
Back to thy punishment, False fugitive, and to thy speed add wings, Lest with a whip of scorpions I pursue Thy ling'ring.
1906 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 699.
=Thrift.=
Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral baked meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
1907 SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act i., Sc. 2.
=Throne.=
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind.
1908 MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 1.
=Thunder.=
And threat'ning France, plac'd like a painted Jove, Kept idle thunder in his lifted hand.
1909 DRYDEN: _Annus Mirabilis,_ St. 39.
Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among, Leaps the live thunder.
1910 BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iii., St. 92.
=Tide.=
Even at the turning o' the tide.
1911 SHAKS.: _Henry V.,_ Act ii., Sc. 3.
There is a tide in the affairs of men Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune.
1912 SHAKS.: _Jul. Caesar,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.
=Time.=
I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.
1913 SHAKS.: _Richard II.,_ Act v., Sc. 5.
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles to-day, To-morrow will be dying.
1914 HERRICK: _To Virgins to Make Much of Time._
Threefold the stride of Time, from first to last!