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DEATH AND THE PALE HORSE to DEEPER

DEATH AND THE PALE HORSE.—I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death.

Revelations.—Chap. VI. Verse 8.

Behind her Death,
Close following pace for pace, not mounted yet
On his pale horse.

Milton.—Paradise Lost, Book X. Line 588.

DEBORAH’S SONG.—His mother look’d from her lattice high—
Why comes he not? His steeds are fleet,—
Why sends not the Bridegroom his promised gift?
Is his heart more cold, or his barb less swift!

Byron.—The Giaour. [Compare these lines with the Song of Deborah, Judges, Chap. V. Verses 28-30.]

DECAY.—A fiery soul, which, working out its way,
Fretted the pigmy body to decay,
And o’er-inform’d the tenement of clay.

Dryden.—Absalom and Ahithophel, Part I. Line 156.

Those domes where Cæsars once bore sway,
Defaced by time, and tottering in decay.

Goldsmith.—The Traveller, Line 159.

DECIDE.—Who shall decide when doctors disagree,
And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me?

Pope.—Moral Essays, Epi. III.

DECOCTIONS.—Therefore their nourishment of farce you choose,
Decoctions of a barley-water Muse.

Dryden.—A Prologue, No. XI. Johnson’s Poets.

DECREE.—It must not be; there is no power in Venice
Can alter a decree established:
’Twill be recorded for a precedent;
And many an error by the same example,
Will rush into the state.

Shakespeare.—Merchant of Venice, Act IV. Scene 1. (Portia to the Court of Justice.)

DEED.—A little water clears us of this deed.

Shakespeare.—Macbeth, Act II. Scene 2. (Lady Macbeth to her husband.)

A deed without a name.

Shakespeare.—Macbeth, Act IV. Scene 1. (Answer of the Witches to Macbeth.)

How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds
Makes ill deeds done.

Shakespeare.—King John, Act IV. Scene 2. (The King to Hubert.)

A bloody deed; almost as bad, good mother,
As kill a king, and marry with his brother.

Shakespeare.—Hamlet, Act III. Scene 4. (To his Mother.)

DEGREE.—And though that I of auncestry
A baron’s daughter be,
Yet have you proved howe I you loved
A squyer of lowe degrè.

Anonymous.—The Nut-Browne Maid, 2 Percy Reliques, 28.

Yet was he but a squire of low degree.