True beauty dwells in deep retreats,
  Whose veil is unremoved
Till heart with heart in concord beats,
  And the lover is beloved.
163
WORDSWORTH:  To ——.  Let Other Bards of Angels Sing.

=Bed.=

In bed we laugh, in bed we cry,
And born in bed, in bed we die;
The near approach a bed may show
Of human bliss and human woe.
164
ISAAC DE BENSERADE:  Trans. by Dr. Johnson.

=Bees.=

So work the honey-bees;
Creatures, that by a rule in nature, teach
The act of order to a peopled kingdom.
165
SHAKS.:  Henry V., Act i., Sc. 2.

The moan of doves in immemorial elms,
And murmuring of innumerable bees.
166
TENNYSON:  The Princess, Pt. vii., Line 203.

=Beggars.=

Beggars, mounted, run their horse to death. 167 SHAKS.:  3 Henry VI., Act i., Sc. 4.

When beggars die, there are no comets seen; The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes. 168 SHAKS.:  Jul.  Caesar, Act ii., Sc. 2.

=Behavior.=

And puts himself upon his good behavior. 169 BYRON:  Don Juan, Canto v., St. 47.

=Belial.=

When night
Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons
Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
170
MILTON:  Par.  Lost, Bk. i., Line 500.

=Bells.=

Those evening bells! those evening bells! 
How many a tale their music tells
Of youth, and home, and that sweet time,
When last I heard their soothing chime!
171
MOORE:  Those Evening Bells.

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky!

Ring out old shapes of foul disease,
    Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
    Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.

Ring in the valiant man and free,
    The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
    Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.
172
TENNYSON:  In Memoriam, Pt. cv.

Hear the mellow wedding bells,
Golden bells! 
What a world of happiness their harmony foretells! 173 EDGAR ALLAN POE:  The Bells.

=Benediction.=

The thought of our past years in me doth breed
Perpetual benediction.
174
WORDSWORTH:  Intimations of Immortality, St. 9.

=Bible.=

A glory gilds the sacred page,
  Majestic like the sun;
It gives a light to every age;
  It gives, but borrows none.
175
COWPER:  Olney Hymns, No. 30.

=Bigotry.=

Christians have burnt each other, quite persuaded That all the Apostles would have done as they did. 176 BYRON:  Don Juan, Canto i., St. 83.

=Birds.=

You call them thieves and pillagers; but know They are the winged wardens of your farms, Who from the cornfields drive the insidious foe, And from your harvests keep a hundred harms. 177 LONGFELLOW:  Birds of Killingworth, St. 19.