Many of our readers have undoubtedly been asked during the past month for information touching the whereabouts of some trite quotation, the locality of which the whole neighborhood has not been able accurately to decide. We have often thought it would be a commendable service if some industrious student would make a complete collection of the every day sayings, and print them side by side with the author’s names. As no one, however, has seen fit to pioneer in the attempt, we here make a beginning, confident that the plan is worthy to be carried out more fully. At some future period, if no one else seems willing to continue the undertaking, we hope to find leisure and opportunity for other specimens in “Graham.” Meantime, here are a few of the more common _lines_ in “everybody’s _mouth_.” No line which dying he could wish to blot. It stands thus in the original: Not one immoral, one corrupted thought, One line which dying he could wish to blot. LORD LYTTLETON. _Prologue to Thomson’s Coriolanus._ To err is human, to forgive divine. POPE. _Essay on Criticism._ The perilous edge of battle. MILTON. _Paradise Lost, Book First._ God made the country and man made the town. COWPER. _The Task._ No pent up Utica contracts your powers, But the whole boundless continent is yours. J. M. SEWALL. _Epilogue to Cato, 1778._ And thereby hangs a tale. SHAKSPEARE. _As You Like It._ And man the hermit sighed till woman smiled. CAMPBELL. _Pleasures of Hope._ And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art. POPE. _Essay on Criticism._ He whistled as he went for want of thought. DRYDEN. _Cymon and Iphigenia._ The feast of reason and the flow of soul. POPE. _Satires. To Mr. Fortescue._ Woman, last at the cross and earliest at the grave. E. S. BARRETT. _Woman: A Poem._ When Greek meets Greek then comes the tug of war. NAT LEE. _Play of Alexander the Great._ Music has charms to soothe a savage breast. CONGREVE. _The Mourning Bride._ The old man eloquent. MILTON. _Tenth Sonnet._ One touch of nature makes the whole world kin. SHAKSPEARE. _Troilus and Cressida._ Great wits to madness surely are allied, DRYDEN. _Absalom and Achitophel._ Even in our ashes live their wonted fires. GRAY. _The Elegy._ God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb. STERNE. _Sentimental Journey._ The devil may cite scripture for his purpose. SHAKSPEARE. _The Merchant of Venice._ She walks the waters like a thing of life. BYRON. _The Island._