58. You call the time misspent that is bestow'd On loud-tongued orators, whose art it is To launch their hearers upon passion's tide, And drive them on by gusts of windy words. CUMBERLAND--_Calvary_. 59. You do despise a _liar_ as you do despise one that is false, or as you despise one that is not true. _Merry Wives of Windsor._ 60. _Songs and unbaked poetry_, Such as the dabblers of our time contrive, That has no weight, nor wheel to move the mind, Nor indeed nothing but an empty sound. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER--_The Elder Brother_. WHERE OR WHAT WILL BE YOUR RESIDENCE? The World was all before her, where to choose Her place of rest, and Providence her guide. MILTON. The _mind_ is its own place, and of itself Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven. MILTON. WHERE OR WHAT WILL BE YOUR RESIDENCE? 1. Near some fair town you'll have a _private seat_, Built uniform, not little, nor too great; It shall within no other things contain, But what are useful, necessary, plain; A little garden grateful to the eye, While a cool rivulet runs murmuring by. _Pomfret's Choice._ 2. Amongst the vines, See'st thou not where thy _villa_ stands? The moonbeam Strikes on the granite column, and mountains Rise sheltering round it. LADY FLORA HASTINGS. 3. Child of the _town_ and _bustling street_, What woes and snares await thy feet! Thy paths are paved for many miles, Thy groves and hills are peaks and tiles. ALLAN CUNNINGHAM. 4. _A warm but simple home_, where thou'lt enjoy With one, who shares thy pleasures and thy heart, Sweet converse, sipping calm the fragrant lymph Which neatly is prepared. COWPER.