MISTAKE. MISTRESS. MISTRUST. 439 MISTAKE. How man eternally false judgments makes, Fools into the notion fall, That vice or virtue there is none at all; Mistaken Brutus thought to break the yoke, Young. Pope. Waller. MISTRESS. That once was mistress of the field, and flourished, I'll hang my head, and perish. Wonder not sov'reign mistress! if perhaps Shakspere. Thou can'st, who art sole wonder; much less arm Milton. MISTRUST. By a divine instinct men's minds mistrust The waters swell before a boisterous storm. Shakspere. Then, gentle Clarence, welcome unto Warwick; Shakspere. Not then mistrust, but tender love, enjoins Milton. 440 MIXTURE. MOCKERY. MODERATION. MIXTURE. AIR, and ye elements, the eldest born Monastic beards, and shaven crowns, A mixture strange of fowl and fish; A knightly monk, or monkish knight. Milton. Gostick, from the German, Reinmar Von Zweter. MOCKERY, WHAT cannot be preserved when fortune takes, Patience her injury a mockery makes. Many thousand widows Shakspere. Will this mock, mock out of their dear husbands, Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles down. Mock us with his blest sight, then snatch him hence Soon shall we see our hopes return. MODERATION. I'D have you sober and contain yourself, Equally inured By moderation, either state to bear, In moderation placing all my glory, Milton. Ben Jonson. Milton. While tories call me whig, and whigs a tory.—Pope. BUT her sad eyes still fastened on the ground, That suffers not one look to glance awry, Maidens in modesty say No, to that Spenser. Which they would have the profferers construe, Aye. Can it be •That modesty may more betray our sense, Shakspere. Than woman's lightness: having waste ground enough, Shakspere. He saw her charming, but he saw not half True modesty is a discerning grace, Thomson. But counterfeit is blind, and skulks through fear, Where 't is ashamed to be ashamed to appear. It is a harder thing for men to rate, Cowper. Than cast up fractions, in th' attempt of heav'n, Butler. Look, look! the summer rises in her cheeks! Modesty's the charm That coldest hearts can quickest warm; Procter. And gaining ever still retains.-J. K. Paulding. MONEY being the common scale Butler. See what money can do: that can change MOON. BUT look! the moon in russet mantle clad, The moon, whose orb Broome. Shakspere. Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views Milton. Day glimmer'd in the east, and the white moon Rogers. Plac'd in the spangled sky, with visage bright MOPING. MORAL. MOPING. EYES without feeling, feeling without sight; 443 Shakspere. The busy craftsman and o'erlaboured herd Rowe. MORAL-MORALITY. WHEN I did hear The motley fool thus moral on the time, Shakspere. Now brandished weapons glittering in their hands, The guest by him who harbour'd him is slain. Dryden. Learn then what morals critics ought to shew, Their moral and economy, So, Lady Flora, take my lay, The wild-weed flower that simply blows? And is there any moral shut Within the bosom of the rose? Pope. Prior. Tennyson. |