=Avarice.=

The lust of gold succeeds the rags of conquest:  The lust of gold, unfeeling and remorseless!  The last corruption of degenerate man. 132 DR. JOHNSON:  Irene, Act i., Sc. 1.

So for a good old-gentlemanly vice,
I think I must take up with avarice.
133
BYRON:  Don Juan, Canto i., St. 216.

That disease
Of which all old men sicken,—­avarice.
134
MIDDLETON:  Roaring Girl, Act i., Sc. 1.

=Awkwardness.=

Awkward, embarrassed, stiff, without the skill
Of moving gracefully, or standing still,
One leg, as if suspicious of his brother,
Desirous seems to run away from t’other.
135
CHURCHILL:  Rosciad, Line 438.

==B.==

=Balances.=

Jove lifts the golden balances that show
The fates of mortal men, and things below.
136
POPE:  Iliad, Bk. xxii., Line 271.

=Ball.=

I saw her at a county ball;
There when the sound of flute and fiddle
Gave signal sweet in that old hall,
Of hands across and down the middle.
137
PRAED:  Belle of the Ball-Room, St. 2.

=Banishment.=

Eating the bitter bread of banishment. 138 SHAKS.:  Richard II., Act iii., Sc. 1.

Banished? 
O friar, the damned use that word in hell;
Howlings attend it:  How hast thou the heart,
Being a divine, a ghostly confessor,
A sin-absolver, and my friend profess’d,
To mangle me with that word—­banished?
139
SHAKS.:  Rom. and Jul., Act iii., Sc. 3

=Banner.=

Hang out our banners on the outward walls. 140 SHAKS.:  Macbeth, Act v., Sc. 5.

A banner with the strange device. 141 LONGFELLOW:  Excelsior.

Wave, Munich! all thy banners wave,
And charge with all thy chivalry.
142
CAMPBELL:  Hohenlinden.

=Bard.=

Be that blind bard who on the Chian strand,
By those deep sounds possessed with inward light,
Beheld the Iliad and the Odyssey
Rise to the swelling of the voiceful sea.
143
COLERIDGE:  Fancy in Nubibus.

=Bars.=

Stone walls do not a prison make,
  Nor iron bars a cage.
144
LOVELACE:  To Althea from Prison, iv.

=Baseness.=

Since Cleopatra died,
I have lived in such dishonor that the gods
Detest my baseness.
145
SHAKS.:  Ant. and Cleo., Act iv., Sc. 14.

=Bashfulness.=

I pity bashful men, who feel the pain
Of fancied scorn, and undeserv’d disdain,
And bear the marks upon a blushing face,
Of needless shame, and self-impos’d disgrace.
146
COWPER:  Conversation, Line 347.

=Battle.=

Then more fierce
The conflict grew; the din of arms, the yell
Of savage rage, the shriek of agony,
The groan of death, commingled in one sound
Of undistinguish’d horrors.
147
SOUTHEY:  Madoc, Pt. ii., The Battle.