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324 GODS

Keep what goods the Gods provide you.
Plautus—Rvdms. Act IV. Sc. 8. Riley's trans.


Dum homo est infirmus, tunc deos, tunc homiuem esse se meminit : invidet nemini, neminem
miratur, neminem despicit, ac ne sermonibus
quidem malignis aut attendit, aut alitur.
When a man is laboring under the pain of
any distemper, it is then that he recollects
there are gods, and that he himself is but a
man; no mortal is then the object of his envy,
his admiration, or his contempt, and having
no malice to gratify, the tales of slander excite
not his attention.
Pliny the Younger—Epistles. VII. 26.


Themistocles told the Adrians that he brought
two gods with him, Persuasion and Force. They
replied: "We also, have two gods on our side,
Poverty and Despair."
Plutarch—Herodotus.


Thamus . . . uttered with a loud voice
his message, "The great Pan is dead."
Plutarch—Why the Oracles cease to give AnOr ask of yonder argent fields above
Why Jove's satellites are less than Jove.

PopeEssay on Man. I. 42.


Mundus est ingens deorum omnium templum.
The world is the mighty temple of the gods.
Seneca—EpistoUe Ad LvxXLium. X.


The basest horn of his hoof is more musical
than the pipe of "Hermes.

Henry V. Act III. Sc. 7. L. 17.


As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods;
They kill us for their sport.
, King Lear. Act rV. Sc. 1. L. 38.
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Make instruments to plague us.
King Lear. Act V. Sc. 3. L. 170. .


This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid:
Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms,
The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans,
Liege of all loiterers and malcontents.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 182.


Cupid is a knavish lad,
Thus to make poor females mad.
Midsummer Night's Dream. Act III. Sc. 2.
L.440.


Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods?
Draw near them in being merciful;
Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge.
Titus Andronicus. Act I.- Sc. 1. L. 117.


Me goatfoot Pan of Arcady—the Median fear,
The Athenian's friend, Miltiades placed here.
Simonides—In Greek Anthology.


GODS

A glimpse of Breidablick, whose walls are light
As e'en the silver on the cliff it shone;
Of dark blue steel its columns azure height
And the big altar was one agate stone.
It seemed as if the air upheld alone
Its dome, unless supporting spirits bore it,
Studded with stars Odin's spangled throne,
A light inscrutable burned fiercely o'er it;
In sky-blue mantles,
Sat the gold-crowned gods before it.
Tegner—Fridthjofs Saga. Canto XXIII.
St. 13.


Speak to Him, thou, for He hears, and Spirit with
Spirit can meet;
Closer is He than breathing, and nearer than
hands and feet.
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Pallas and Aphrodite, claiming each
This meed of fairest.

TennysonCEnone. St. 9.


Or sweet Europa's mantle blew unclasped
From off her shoulder backward borne;
From one hand drooped a crocus: one hand
grasped
The mild bull's golden horn.
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Or else flushed Ganymede, his rosy thigh
Half buried in the Eagle's down,
Sole as a flying star, shot thro' the sky,
Above the pillared town.
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Atlas, we read in ancient song,
Was so exceeding tall and strong,
He bore the skies upon his back, *
Just as the pedler does his pack;
But, as the pedler overpress'd
Unloads upon a stall to rest,
Or, when he can no longer stand,
Desires a friend to lend a hand,
So Atlas, lest the ponderous spheres
Should sink, and fall about his ears,
Got Hercules to bear the pile,
That he might sit and rest awhile.
Swift—Adas; or, the Minister of State.


Volente Deo.
The god so willing.
Vergil—^ Æneid. I. 303.


Incessu patuit Dea.
By her gait the goddess was known.
Vergui—Æneid. I. 405.
Heu nihil invitis fas quemquam fidere divis.
Alas! it is not well for anyone to be confident
when the gods are adverse.
Vergil—Æneid. II. 402.