Guilt.--The GUILT being great, the fear doth still exceed.

SHAKESPERE, Luc

They whose GUILT within their bosom lies
Imagine every eye beholds their blame.—Ibid.
Guilt. Suspicion always haunts the GUILTY mind;
The thief fears every bush an officer.

Ibid., Henry VI
Gulf.-A GULF profound as that Serbonian bog,
Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old,
Where armies old have sunk: the parching air
Burns frore, and cold performs th' effect of fire,
Thither by harpy-footed Furies hal'd

At certain revolutions all the damn'd

Are brought; and feel by turns the bitter change
Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce,
From beds of raging fire to starve in ice

Their soft ethereal warmth, and there to pine
Immovable, infix'd, and frozen round,

Periods of time; thence hurried back to fire.

H.

MILTON, Paradise Lost.

H.-'Twas whispered in Heaven,

'Twas mutter'd in Hell.-C. M. FANSHAWE.

Habit.-HABIT, if not resisted, soon becomes necessity.

HABIT is ten times nature. -WELLINGTON.

ST. AUGUSTINE.

HABIT and imitation-there is nothing more perennial in us than these two. They are the source of all working and all apprenticeship, of all practice, and all learning, in this world.-THOMAS CARLYLE.

How use doth breed a HABIT in a man!

SHAKESPERE, Two Gentlemen.

Habits.-Ill HABITS gather by unseen degrees,
As brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.

DRYDEN, Ovid, Metam.

May reach the dignity of crimes.—HANNAH MORE, Aloris. Hail.--HAIL, fellow, well met.-TOM BROWN, Amusement. SWIFT, My Lady's Lamentation.

HAIL to the Chief who in triumph advances !

SCOTT, Lady of the Lake

Hail.-HAIL to thee, blithe spirit!

Bird thou never wert,

That from earth, or near it,

Pourest thy full heart

In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

SHELLEY, To the Skylark.

Halcyon Days.-Peaceful, happy days. Halcyone was the wife of Celyx, and the latter having met his death by drowning, Halcyone cast herself into the sea with the dead body, and both were transformed into the kingfisher bird. The animal lays its eggs on rocks near the sea, in calm mid-winter; and the HALCYON DAYS are, therefore, seven days before and after the winter solstice. Hampden. Some village HAMPDEN, that, with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood.

GRAY, Elegy.

Hand.—His HAND will be against every man, and every man's hand against him.-Genesis xvi. 12.

O for the touch of a vanish'd HAND,
And the sound of a voice that is still!

TENNYSON, Break, break, break.

Hands. Seemed washing his HANDS with invisible soap
In imperceptible water.-HOOD, Miss Kiimansegg.
Handsome.-HANDSOME is that handsome does.

GOLDSMITH, Vicar of Wakefield,

Hanging.-HANGING was the worst use man could be put to.

Happiness. And there is even a HAPPINESS

SIR HENRY WOTTON.

That makes the heart afraid.-HOOD, Ode to Melancholy.

If solid HAPPINESS we prize,

Within our breast this jewel lies;

And they are fools who roam:

The world has nothing to bestow;

From our own selves our joys must flow,

And that dear hut,- -our home.-N. COTTON, The Fireside.

O HAPPINESS! our being's end and aim!

Good, pleasure, ease, content! whate'er thy name:
That something still which prompts th' eternal sigh,
For which we bear to live, or dare to die.

POPE, Essay on Man

Happy. How HAPPY could I be with either,

Were t' other dear charmer away.-GAY, Beggars' Opera.

Harmony. From HARMONY, from heavenly harmony,

This universal frame began:

From harmony to harmony

Through all the compass of the notes it ran,
The diapason closing full in Man.

DRYDEN, A Song for St. Cecilia's Day.

Harp. Strange! that a HARP of thousand strings

Should keep so long in tune.-WATTS, Hymns and Spiritual Songs

The HARP that once through Tara's halls

The soul of music shed,

Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls

As if that soul were fled.

So sleeps the pride of former days,

So glory's thrill is o'er,

And hearts that once beat high for praise,

Now feel that pulse no more. -MOORE, The Harp that once.

Hater. A good HATER.-Johnsoniana.

Have loved and lost.-'Tis better to HAVE LOVED AND LOST,
Than never to have loved at all.-TENNYSON, In Memoriam.

Have possessed.-I die-but first I HAVE POSSESS'D,

And come what may, I have been bless'd.-BYRON, The Giaour. Havock.-Cry "HAVOCK!" and let slip the dogs of war.

SHAKESPERE, Julius Cæsar.

Hawk. I know a HAWK from a hand-saw.—Ibid., Hamlet.
Head.-Off with his HEAD!-Ibid., Richard 111.

Off with his HEAD! so much for Buckingham!

COLLEY CIBBER, Richard III., altered.

Such as take lodgings in a HEAD

That's to be let unfurnished.—BUTLER, Hudibras.

Heads. Their HEADS sometimes so little, that there is no room for wit; sometimes so long, that there is no wit for so much room.

T. FULLER, Of Natural Fools.

Health. And he that will this HEALTH deny,

Down among the dead men let him lie.-DYER, Song.

Better to hunt in fields for HEALTH unbought,
Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught.

The wise for cure on exercise depend;

God never made his work for men to mend.-DRYDEN, Cymon.

Heart.-A merry HEART goes all the day,

Your sad tires in a mile-a.-SHAKESPERE, A Winter's Tale.

Heart.-A millstone and the human HEART are driven ever round, If they have nothing else to grind, they must themselves be ground.--LONGFELLOW, The Restless Heart.

A HEART to resolve, a head to contrive, and a hand to execute.
GIBBON, Decline and Fall.

HEART to conceive, the understanding to direct, or the hand to execute.-JUNIUS, Letter xxxvii.

Hearts-When true HEARTS lie wither'd

And fond ones are flown,

Oh! who would inhabit

This bleak world alone?-MOORE, Last Rose of Summer.

Heaven.-A HEAVEN on earth.-MILTON, Paradise Lost.

Beholding HEAVEN and feeling hell.

MOORE, The Fire Worshippers.

BYRON, Childe Harold

In hope to merit HEAVEN by making earth a hell.

When all the world dissolves,
And every creature shall be purified,

All places shall be hell that are not HEAVEN.

MARLOWE, Faustus.

HEAVEN'S ebon vault,

Studded with stars unutterably bright,

Thro' which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls,
Seems like a canopy which love has spread

To curtain her sleeping world.-SHELLEY, Queen Mab.
Look how the floor of HEAVEN

Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold;
There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st
But in his motion like an angel sings,

Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubims:

Such harmony is in immortal souls;

But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay

Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.

SHAKESPERE, Merchant of Venice.

Hecuba.-What's HECUBA to him, or he to Hecuba,
That he should weep for her?—Ibid., Hamlet.

Hell.—All HELL broke loose.-MILTON, Paradise Lost.
HELL is full of good meanings and wishings.

HERBERT, Jacula Prudentum.

HELL is paved with good intentions.-BoswELL, Johnson.

The fear o' HELL'S a hangman's whip

To haud the wretch in order;

But where ye feel your honour grip,

Let that aye be your border.

BURNS, Epistle to a Young Friend.

Hell.-In the reign of Charles II. a certain worthy divine at Whitehall thus addressed himself to the auditory at the conclusion of his sermon:-"In short, if you don't live up to the precepts of the Gospel, but abandon yourselves to your irregular appetites, you must expect to receive your reward in a certain place which 'tis not good manners to mention here."-TOM BROWN, Laconics.

To rest, the cushion and soft dean invite,

Who never mentions HELL to ears polite.-POPE, Moral Essays.
Which way shall I fly,

Infinite wrath, and infinite despair?

Which way I fly is HELL; myself am hell;
And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep,
Still threat'ning to devour me, opens wide,
To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.

MILTON, Paradise Lost.

Help.-God helps them that HELP themselves.

B. FRANKLIN, Poor Richard.

Herbs. Better is a dinner of HERBS where love is, than a stalled ox and hatred therewith.-Proverbs, xv. 17.

Herod. It out-herods HEROD.-SHAKESPERE, Hamlet.

Heroes. Troops of HEROES undistinguished die.-ADDISON.

Highly.—

What thou wouldst HIGHLY,

That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false,

And yet wouldst wrongly win.--SHAKESPERE, Macbeth, act i. sc. 4.

Hills. Over the HILLS and far away.-GAY, Beggars' Opera.

Hindrance. Something between a HINDRANCE and a help.

WORDSWORTH, Michael

History.-HISTORY, which is, indeed, little more than the register of the crimes, follies, and misfortunes of mankind.

GIBBON, Decline and Fall

I have read somewhere or other, in Dionysius of Halicarnassus, I think, that HISTORY is philosophy teaching by examples.— BOLINGBROKE, On History.

Hobgoblin.-A name formerly given to the merry spirit usually called
Puck, or Robin Goodfellow.

Those that HOBGOBLIN call you, and sweet Puck,
You do their work, and they shall have good luck.

SHAKESPERE.

Hob-Nob.-Companionship on easy terms. HOB to warm, and HOB and NOB, as meaning the touching of the top and bottom of the glass in pledging, have been assigned as the origin; but the Shakesperean sense is give or take.