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Daniel.-A DANIEL come to judgment !

SHAKESPERE, Merchant of Venice.

A second DANIEL, a Daniel, Jew!
Now, infidel, I have thee on the hip.—Ibid.
Dare.--I DARE do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more, is none.-Ibid., Macbeth.
Letting I DARE not wait upon I would,
Like the poor cat i' the adage.—Ibid.

What man DARE, I dare:

Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,
The arm'd rhinoceros, or the Hyrcian tiger;
Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves
Shall never tremble.-Ibid.

Dark.-DARK with excessive bright.-MILTON, Paradise Lost.
I am just going to leap into the DARK.—RABELAIS.
Darkness.-DARKNESS which may be felt.-Exodus x. 21.
Yet from those flames

No light, but rather DARKNESS visible.

sea.

MILTON, Paradise Lost.

Davy Jones. A familiar name among sailors for death, formerly for the evil spirit who was supposed to preside over the demons of the He was thought to be in all storms, and was sometimes seen of gigantic height, showing three rows of sharp teeth in his enormous mouth, opening great frightful eyes, and nostrils which emitted blue flames. The ocean is still termed by sailors DAVY JONES'S LOCKER.

Dawn.-The DAWN is overcast, the morning lowers,

And heavily in clouds brings on the day,

The great, the important day, big with the fate
Of Cato, and of Rome.-ADDISON, Cato.

Day. "I've lost a DAY "-the prince who nobly cried,
Had been an emperor without his crown.

YOUNG, Night Thoughts.

Philip. Madam, a DAY may sink or save a realm.
Mary. A day may save a heart from breaking too.

Now's the DAY, and now's the hour,

TENNYSON, Queen Mary.

See the front o' battle lour.-BURNS, Scots wha hae.

Sweet DAY, so cool, so calm, so bright,

The bridal of the earth and sky.-G. HERBERT, Virtue.

The DAY is done, and the darkness

Falls from the wings of Night,

As a feather is wafted downward

From an eagle in his flight.--LONGFELLOW, The Day is Done.

Days.-My DAYS are in the yellow leaf;

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The flowers and fruits of love are gone;

The worm, the canker, and the grief

Are mine alone!--BYRON, On my Thirty-sixth Year.

Of all the DAYS that's in the week

I dearly love but one day,

And that's the day that comes betwixt

A Saturday and Monday.

H. CAREY (1743), Sally in our Alley.

Dead.-DEAD, for a ducat, dead.--SHAKESPERE, Hamlet.

There studious let me sit,

And hold high converse with the mighty DEAD.

THOMSON, The Seasons, Winter.

Death.-DEATH borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave.-Bishop HALL, Epistles.

A double DEATH, to drown in ken of shore.

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SHAKESPERE, Lucrece.

Where DEATH's approach is seen so terrible.—Ibid., Henry IV.

And nothing can we call our own but DEATH,
And that small model of the barren earth
Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
For heaven's sake, let us sit upon the ground,
And tell sad stories of the death of kings.

Ibid., Richard II.

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 honor'd, and by strangers mourn'd.

POPE, Unfortunate Lady.

DEATH is the crown of life:
Were death deny'd, poor men would live in vain;
Were death deny'd, to live would not be life;
Were death deny'd, ev'n fools would wish to die.

YOUNG, Night Thoughts.

Every man at time of DEATH,
Would fain set forth some saying that may live
After his death and better humankind;
For death gives life's last word a power to live,
And, like the stone-cut epitaph, remain

After the vanished voice, and speak to men.

TENNYSON, Queen Mary.

Deliverer! God hath anointed thee to free the oppressed, and

crush the oppressor.-W. C. BRYANT.

Heaven gives its favourites early DEATH.

BYRON, Childe Harold.

Death.-How wonderful is DEATH!

Death and his brother Sleep.-SHELLEY, Queen Mab.

God's finger touched him, and he slept.

He fell asleep.-Acts vii. 60.

I fled, and cried out DEATH!

TENNYSON, In Memoriam.

Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd
From all her caves, and back resounded Death.

Leaves have their time to fall,

MILTON, Paradise Lost.

And flowers to wither at the North-wind's breath,
And stars to set ;-but all,

Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O DEATH!

HEMANS, The Hour of Death.

Men must endure their going hence,

Even as their coming hither.—SHAKESPERE, King Lear.

Nothing in his life

be died,

Became him like the leaving it;
As one that had been studied in his DEATH,
To throw away the dearest thing he owed,
As 't were a careless trifle.-Ibid., Macbeth.

O eloquent, just and mightie DEATH! whom none could advise, thou hast perswaded; what none hath dared, thou hast done; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised: thou hast drawne together all the farre stretchéd greatnesse, all the pride, crueltie and ambition of men, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hic jacet !— Sir WALTER RALEIGH, Historie of the World.

Oh, God! it is a fearful thing

To see the human soul take wing

In any shape, in any mood.-BYRON, Prisoner of Chillon.

The quiet haven of us all.-WORDSWORTH.

There is no flock, however watched and tended,

But one dead lamb is there!

There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended,

But has one vacant chair.

There is no DEATH! What seems so is transition;

This life of mortal breath

Is but a suburb of the life elysian,

Whose portal we call death.--LONGFELLOW, Resignation.

The sense of DEATH is most in apprehension,

And the poor beetle, that we tread upon,

In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great

As when a giant dies.--SHAKESPERE, Measure for Measure.

Death. The shadow cloak'd from head to foot,
Who keeps the keys of all the creeds.

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TENNYSON, In Memoriam.

The weariest and most loathed worldly life,
That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment
Can lay on nature, is a paradise
To what we fear of DEATH.

SHAKESPERE, Measure for Measure.

To every man upon this earth
DEATH Cometh soon or late,
And how can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,

For the ashes of his fathers

And the temples of his gods?—MACAULAY, Lays, Horatius.

Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade,

DEATH came with friendly care;

The opening bud to Heaven conveyed,

And bade it blossom there,-COLERIDGE, On an Infant.

Deed.-A DEED without a name.—SHAKESPERE, Macbeth.

How far that little candle throws its beam!
So shines a good DEED in a naughty world.

Deeds.-DEEDS, not words.

Ibid., Merchant of Venice.

BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER. BUTLER, Hudibras.

'Tis DEEDS must win the prize.

SHAKESPERE, Taming of the Shrew.

For blessings ever wait on virtuous DEEDS,
And though a late, a sure reward succeeds.

CONGREVE, The Mourning Bride.

How oft the sight of means to do ill DEEDS
Makes ill deeds done !-SHAKESPERE, King John.

Foul DEEDS will rise,

Though all the earth o'erwhelm them to men's eyes.

Delays. All DELAYS are dangerous in war.

Ibid., Hamlet.

DRYDEN, Tyrannic Love.
Defer no time, DELAYS have dangerous ends.

SHAKESPERE, Henry VI.

Hamlet.

Denmark. Something is rotten in the state of DENMARK.

Ibid.,

Deputation.-DEPUTATION: A noun of multitude, which signifies many, but does not signify much.--W. E. GLADSTONE.

Derby Dilly.-So down thy hill, romantic Ashbourn, glides
The DERBY DILLY, carrying Three Insides.

G. CANNING, The Loves of the Triangles.

Descent. From yon blue heaven above us bent,
The grand old gardener and his wife
Smile at the claims of long DESCENT.

TENNYSON, Lady Clara.

Desert.-Oh! that the DESERT were my dwelling-place,

With one fair spirit for my ininister,

That I might all forget the human race,

And, hating no one, love but only her !-BYRON, Childe Harold.

Despair. Then black DESPAIR,

The shadow of a starless night, was thrown
Over the world in which I moved alone.

SHELLEY, The Revolt of Islam. Devil.-DEVIL take the hindmost.-BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER. BUTLER, Hudibras. PRIOR, Ode on taking Nemur. POPE, Dunciad. BURNS, To a Haggis.

Go, poor DEVIL, get thee gone; why should I hurt thee? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me.

He must go that the DEVIL drives.

STERNE, Tristram Shandy.

PEELE, Edward I. SHAKESPERE, All's Well.

He must have a long spoon that eats with the DEVIL.-CHAUCER, The Squiere's Tale. MARLOWE, The Jew of Malta. SHAKESPERE, Two Gentlemen. Apius and Virginia.

He who will give the DEVIL his due.

SHAKESPERE, Henry IV.

The DEVIL can cite Scripture for his purpose.

Ibid., Merchant of Venice.

The DEVIL hath power to assume a pleasing shape.

Ibid., Hamlet.

The DEVIL was sick, the Devil a monk would be;
The Devil was well, the Devil a monk was he.

RABELAIS.

God never had a church but there, men say,
The DEVIL a chapel had raised by some wyles.
I doubted of this saw, till on a day
I westward spied great Edinburgh's Saint Giles.

DRUMMOND, Posthumous Poems.

Wherever God erects a house of prayer,
The DEVIL always builds a chapel there,
And 'twill be found upon examination,
The latter has the largest congregation.

DEFOE, True-Born Englishman.

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