Lark.-Hark, hark! the LARK at heaven's gate sings,

And Phoebus 'gins arise,

His steeds to water at those springs

On chalic'd flowers that lies!

And winking May-buds begin

To ope their golden eyes.-SHAKESPERE, Cymbeline.

The raven doth not hatch a LARK.-Ibid., Titus Andronicus. Lasses.-Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears

Her noblest work, she classes, O;
Her 'prentice han' she tried on man,
And then she made the LASSES, O!

BURNS, Green grow the Rashes,

Last.-Though LAST, not least in love.-SHAKESPERE, Julius Cæsar.
Late.-Better LATE than never.-TUSSER, Points of Husbandry.

Laugh. And if I LAUGH at any mortal thing,
'Tis that I may not weep.-BYRON, Don Juan.

A LAUGH is worth a hundred groans in any market.

They LAUGH that win.-SHAKESPERE.

LAMB, Essays.

The loud LAUGH that spoke the vacant mind.—GOLDSMITH.
Law. Between two hawks, which flies the higher pitch,
Between two dogs, which hath the deeper mouth,
Between two horses, which doth bear him best,
Between two girls, which hath the merriest eye-
I have, perhaps, some shallow spirit of judgment;
But in these nice sharp quillets of the LAW,
Good faith, I am no wiser than a daw.

SHAKESPERE, Henry VI.

Laws grind the poor, and rich men rule the LAW.

GOLDSMITH, Traveller,

LAW is a bottomless pit; it is a cormorant, a harpy that devours everything.-ARBUTHNOT.

Let us consider the reason of the case. For nothing is LAW that is not reason.-Sir JOHN POWELL, Coggs v. Bernard.

Men of most renowned virtue have sometimes by transgressing most truly kept the LAW.-MILTON, Tetrarchordon.

Of LAW there can be no less acknowledged, than that her seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony of the world: all things in heaven and earth do her homage, the very least as feeling her care, and the greatest as not exempted from her power. -HOOKER, Ecclesiastical Polity.

Law. The LAW is a sort of hocus-pocus science, that smiles in yer face while it picks yer pocket; and the glorious uncertainty of it is of mair use to the professors than the justice of it.-MACKLIN, Love à la Mode.

Where LAW ends, tyranny begins.-PITT, Speech, Case of Wilkes.

Lawyers.-A countryman between two LAWYERS is like a fish between two cats.-B. FRANKLIN.

Lawfully. He that will do all that he can LAWFULLY would, if he durst, do something that is not lawful-JEREMY TAYLOR, Sermons.

Lay on.

And damn'd be he that first cries, "Hold, enough!"

LAY ON, Macduff;

SHAKESPERE, Macbeth.

Leaf. Turn over a new LEAF.-MIDDLETON, Anything for a Quiet Life.

Learning.—A little LEARNING is a dangerous thing;

Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring:
There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,

And drinking largely sobers us again.-POPE, Essay on Criticism.

A progeny of LEARNING. (Mrs. Malaprop.)

SHERIDAN, The Rivals.

LEARNING is like mercury, one of the most powerful and excellent things in the world in skilful hands; in unskilful, the most mischievous.-POPE, Letters.

Leaves.-Like the LEAVES of the forest when summer is green.
BYRON, Sennacherib.

Thick as autumnal LEAVES that strew the brooks

In Vallombrosa, where th' Etrurian shades

High over-arch'd imbower.-MILTON, Paradise Lost.

Lender.-The borrower is servant to the LENDER.-Proverbs xxii. 7.

Length.-A needless Alexandrine ends the song,

That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow LENGTH along.

POPE, Essay on Criticism.

Let us do or die.-BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER, The Island Princess. BURNS, Scots Wha hae. CAMPBELL, Gertrude.

Liar. Ferdinand Mendez Pinto was but a type of thee, thou LIAR of the first magnitude. — CONGREVE, Love for Love.

When by night the frogs are croaking, kindle but a torch's fire-
Ha! how soon they all are silent! Thus truth silences the LIAR.
LONGFELLOW, Translations

Libel. The greater the truth, the greater the LIBEL.

LORD MANSFIELD.

Liberty. A day, an hour, of virtuous LIBERTY
Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.--ADDISON, Cato.

Ay, down to the dust with them, slaves as they are!
From this hour let the blood in their dastardly veins,
That shrunk at the first touch of LIBERTY's war,

Be wasted for tyrants, or stagnate in chains.

MOORE, Entry of the Austrians into Naples

Give me again my hollow tree,

A crust of bread and LIBERTY.-POPE, Horace.

He that roars for LIBERTY

Faster binds a tyrant's power;

And the tyrant's cruel glee

Forces on the freer hour.-TENNYSON, Vision of Sin.

I must have LIBERTY withal.—SHAKESPERE, As You Like It.

Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but, as for me, give me LIBERTY, or death!-PATRICK HENRY, Speech.

LIBERTY'S in every blow !-BURNS, Scots Wha hae.

Licence they mean when they cry LIBERTY.

MILTON, On Detraction.

O LIBERTY! liberty! how many crimes are committed in thy name-Madame ROLAND.

The tree of LIBERTY only grows when watered by the blood of tyrants.—BARÈRE, Speech in the Convention Nationale.

Library.

My LIBRARY

Was dukedom large enough.-SHAKESPERE, Tempest. Lie. And after all, what is a LIE? 'Tis but

The truth in masquerade.—BYRON, Don Juan.

Like one,

Who having, unto truth, by telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,

To credit his own LIE.-SHAKESPERE, Tempest.

Some LIE beneath the churchyard stone,
And some before the speaker.

What is weak must LIE;

PRAED, School and Schoolfellows.

The lion needs but roar to guard his young.

TENNYSON, Queen Mary.

Life.

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Better be with the dead,

Whom we to gain our peace have sent to peace,
Than on the torture of the mind to lie

In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave;
After LIFE's fitful fever, he sleeps well;

Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,
Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,

Can touch him further!-SHAKESPERE, Macbeth.

A man's LIFE's no more than to say one!

Ibid., Hamlet.

Catch, then, O catch the transient hour;
Improve each moment as it flies;

LIFE'S a short summer-man a flower

He dies-alas! how soon he dies!-DR. JOHNSON, Winter.

LIFE like a dome of many-colored glass,

Stains the white radiance of eternity.--SHELLEY, Adorais.
LIFE! we've been long together

Through pleasant and through cloudy weather;

"Tis hard to part when friends are dear;

Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear;

Then steal away, give little warning,

Choose thine own time;

Say not "good night," but in some brighter clime
Bid me 66
good morning."—Mrs. BARBAULD, Life.

LIFE is a jest, and all things show it;

I thought so once, but now I know it.

J. GAY, My own Epitaph.

LIFE is a shuttle.-SHAKESPERE, Merry Wives.

LIFE is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy_man.
Ibid., King John.

LIFE'S but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more.-Ibid., Macbeth.

The tree of deepest root is found

Least willing still to quit the ground;
'Twas therefore said, by ancient sages,
That love of LIFE increased with years

So much, that in our latter stages,

When pains grow sharp, and sickness rages,
The greatest love of life appears.

Mrs. THRALE, Three Warnings.

LIFE'S but a means unto an end, that end,
Beginning, mean, and end to all things-God.

BAILEY, Festus.

Life.-Nor love thy LIFE, nor hate; but what thou liv'st
Live well; how long or short permit to Heaven.

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Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
"LIFE is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,

And things are not what they seem.

MILTON, Paradise Lost

LONGFELLOW, A Psalm of Life.

The web of our LIFE is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.
—SHAKESPERE, All's Well.

To know, to esteem, to love-and then to part,
Makes up LIFE's tale to many a feeling heart!

COLERIDGE, On taking leave of

For forms of government let fools contest;
Whate'er is best administer'd is best:
For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight;
His can't be wrong whose LIFE is in the right.

POPE, Essay on Man.

His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might
Be wrong; his LIFE, I'm sure, was in the right.

COWLEY, On the Death of Crashaw.

I have set my LIFE upon a cast,
And I will stand the hazard of the die.

I think there be six Richmonds in the field.

SHAKESPERE, Richard III.

In the midst of LIFE we are in death.-Church Burial Service.

This is derived from a Latin antiphon, said to have been composed by Notker, a monk of St. Gall, in 911, while watching some wo kmen building a bridge at Martinsbrücke, in peril of their lives. It forms the groundwork of Luther's antiphon, De Morte.

O LIFE! how pleasant in thy morning,
Young fancy's rays the hills adorning !
Cold-pausing Caution's lesson scorning,
We frisk away,

Like school-boys at th' expected warning,

To joy and play.-BURNS, To James Smith.

On LIFE's vast ocean diversely we sail,
Reason the card, but passion is the gale.

POPE, Essay on Man.

When I consider LIFE, 'tis all a cheat.
Yet, fool'd with hope, men favour the deceit;
Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay:
To-morrow's falser than the former day;