July 14.

July 15.

Come, shrive me straight; for if love be a sin,
I am the greatest sinner that doth live;

I will confess the sweetest of all crimes-
A maiden wooed and won.

Longfellow

(The Spanish Student).

No circumstance doth beauty fortify
Like graceful fashion, native comeliness.

July 17.

Sir Thomas Overbury.

First shall the heavens want starry light,
The seas be robbed of their waves,

The day want sun and the sun want bright,
The night want shade, the dead men gravės,
The April flow'rs, and leaves, and tree,

Before I false my faith to thee.

Dr. Thomas Lodge.

Men apt to promise are apt to forget.

July 18.

The bee thro' many a garden roves,
And hums his lay of courtship o'er ;
But when he finds the flower he loves,
He settles then, and hums no more.

I see thee, lord and end of my desire,
Exalted high as virtue can require.

Proverb.

Moore.

Prior.

July 17.

July 18.

Those ills that wait on all below
Shall ne'er be felt by me;
Or gently felt, and only so,
As being shared with thee.

Cowper.

What she demands, incessant I'll prepare;
I'll weave her garlands and plait her hair.

July 20.

Hard is her heart as flint or stone,
She laughs to see me pale,

And merry as a grig is grown,

And brisk as bottled ale.

Prior.

Old Epigram.

Every white will have its blacke,

Percy's Reliques.

And every sweete its soure.

July 21.

A sweet, attractive kind of grace,
A full assurance given by looks,
Continual comfort in a face,

The lineaments of Gospel books—
I trow that countenance cannot lye
Whose thoughts are legible in the eye.

Spenser.

No joy so great but runneth to an end,
No hap so hard but may in time amend.
Robert Southwell.

July 20.

July 21.