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TEVIOT
THANKSGIVING DAY
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I am that way going to temptation,
Where prayers cross.

Measure far Measure. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 158.


Most dangerous
Is that temptation that doth goad us on
To sin in loving virtue.

Measure for Measure. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 181.


To beguile many and be beguil'd by one.
Othello. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 98.


Know'st thou not any whom corrupting gold
Would tempt unto a close exploit of death?
Richard III. Act IV. Sc. 2. L. 34.


Sometimes we are devils to ourselves,
When we will tempt the frailty of our powers,
Presuming on their changeful potency.
Troilus and Cressida. Act IV. Sc. 4. L. 97.


Let a man be but in earnest in praying against
a temptation as the tempter is in pressing it, and
he needs not proceed by a surer measure.
Bishop South. Vol. VI. Sermon 10.


Could'st thou boast, O child of weakness!
O'er the sons of wrong and strife,
Were their strong temptations planted
In thy path of life?
Whittier—What the Voice Said.


TEVIOT (River) 

Sweet Teviot! on thy silver tide
The glaring bale-files blaze no more;
No longer steel-clad warriors ride
Along thy wild and willow'd shore.
Scott—Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto IV. St. 1.


THAMES

Could I flow like thee! and make thy stream
My great example, as it is my theme;
Though deep yet clear, though gentle yet not
dull;
Strong without rage, without o'erfiowing full.
Sir John Denham—Cooper's Hill. L. 189.
Latin prose with same idea found in a letter
of Roger Ascham's to Sir William
Petre. Epistles. P. 254. (Ed. 1590)
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 | text = <poem>Serene yet strong, majestic yet sedate,
Swift without violence, without terror great.
Prior—Carmen Seculare. L. 200. Imitation
of Denham.


Slow let us trace the matchless vale of Thames;
Fair winding up to where the Muses haunt
In Twit'nham bowers, and for their Pope implore.
Thomson—Seasons. Summer. L. 1,425.


Never did sun more beautifully steep
In. his first splendor, valley, rock, or hill;
Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
The river glideth at his own sweet will.
Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;
And all that mighty heart is lying still!
Wordsworth—Sonnet. Composed upon Westminster Bridge.


THANKFULNESS

Thank you for nothing.
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When I'm not thank'd at all, I'm thank'd enough,
I've done my duty, and I've done no more.
Henry Fielding—The Life and Death of Tom
Thumb the Great. Act I. Sc. 3.


I am glad that he thanks God for anything.
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 | work = Boswell's Life of Johnson.
(1775)
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 | text = <poem>To receive honestly is the best thanks for a good thing.
George MacDonald—Mary Marston. Ch. V.


Your bounty is beyond my speaking;
But though my mouth be dumb, my heart shall thank you.
Nicholas Rowe—Jane Shore. Act II. Sc. 1.


Thou thought'st to help me; and such thanks I give
As one near death to those that wish him live.
All's Well That Ends Well. Act II. Sc. 1. L.


Let never day nor night unhallow'd pass,
But still remember what the Lord hath done.
Henry VI. Pt. II. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 85.


How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is
To have a thankless child.
King Lear. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 310.


From too much love of living,
From hope and fear set free,
We thank with brief thanksgiving
Whatever gods may be,
That no life lives forever,
That dead men rise up never;
That even the weariest river
Winds somewhere safe to sea.
Swinburne—TheGardenof Proserpine. St. 11.


THANKSGIVING DAY

Thanksgiving-day, I fear,
If one the solemn truth must touch,
Is celebrated, not so much
To thank the Lord for blessings o'er,
As for the sake of getting more!
Will Carleton— Captain Young's Thanksgiving.


And taught by thee the Church prolongs
Her hymns of high thanksgiving still.
Keble—The Christian Year. St. Luke the
Evangelist. St. 18.


Great as the preparations were for the dinner,
everything was so 'contrived that not a soul in
the house should be kept from the morning
service of Thanksgiving in the church.
H. B. Stowe—Oldtmm Folks. P. 345.