=Bridge.=

By the rude bridge that arched the flood,
  Their flag to April’s breeze unfurled,
Here once the embattl’d farmers stood,
  And fired the shot heard round the world.
239
EMERSON:  Hymn sung at the Completion of the Battle Monument.

=Brooks.=

A silvery brook comes stealing
   From the shadow of its trees,
Where slender herbs of the forest stoop
   Before the entering breeze.
240
WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT:  The Unknown Way.

=Brotherhood.=

I have shot mine arrow o’er the house,
And hurt my brother.
241
SHAKS.:  Hamlet, Act v., Sc. 2.

Affliction’s sons are brothers in distress; A brother to relieve,—­how exquisite the bliss! 242 BURNS:  A Winter Night.

=Bubbles.=

The earth hath bubbles as the water has,
And these are of them.
243
SHAKS.:  Macbeth, Act i., Sc. 3.

=Bucket.=

The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, which hung in the well. 244 WOODWORTH:  The Old Oaken Bucket.

=Bud.=

The bud is on the bough again. 
  The leaf is on the tree.
245
CHARLES JEFFERYS:  The Meeting of Spring and Summer

=Bugle.=

Blow, bugle, blow! set the wild echoes flying!  And answer, echoes, answer! dying, dying, dying. 246 TENNYSON:  The Princess, Pt. iii., Line 360.

=Building.=

The hand that rounded Peter’s dome,
And groined the aisles of Christian Rome,
Wrought in a sad sincerity;
Himself from God he could not free;
He builded better than he knew: 
The conscious stone to beauty grew.
247
EMERSON:  The Problem.

=Burden.=

A sacred burden is this life ye bear: 
Look on it, lift it, bear it solemnly,
Stand up and walk beneath it steadfastly.
248
FRANCES ANNE KEMBLE:  To the Young
Gentlemen leaving Lenox Academy, Mass.

=Bush.=

For what are they all in their high conceit, When man in the bush with God may meet? 249 EMERSON:  Good-Bye.

=Business.=

Let thy mind still be bent, still plotting, where And when, and how thy business may be done, Slackness breeds worms; but the sure traveller, Though he alights sometimes, still goeth on. 250 HERBERT:  Temple, Church Porch, St. 57.

=Buttercups.=

All will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups, the little children’s dower. 251 ROBERT BROWNING:  Home-Thoughts, From Abroad.

==C.==

=Cadence.=

Wit will shine
Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
252
DRYDEN:  To the Memory of Mr. Oldham, Line 15.

=Caesar.=

Imperious Caesar, dead and turn’d to clay,
Might stop a hole to keep the wind away.
253
SHAKS.:  Hamlet, Act v., Sc. 1.