Care, whom not the gayest can outbrave,
Pursues its feeble victim to the grave.
268
HENRY KIRKE WHITE:  Childhood, Pt. ii., Line 17.

Care to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt;
And every grin, so merry, draws one out.
269
PETER PINDAR:  Ex.  Odes, Ode 15.

Hang sorrow! care will kill a cat,
And therefore let’s be merry.
270
GEORGE WITHER:  Poem on Christmas.

=Carefulness.=

For my means, I’ll husband them so well,
They shall go far with little.
271
SHAKS.:  Hamlet, Act iv., Sc. 5.

=Cat.=

A harmless necessary cat.
272
SHAKS.:  M. of Venice, Act iv., Sc. 1.

Let Hercules himself do what he may, The cat will mew and dog will have his day. 273 SHAKS.:  Hamlet, Act v., Sc. 1.

=Cataract.=

The sounding cataract
Haunted me like a passion.
274
WORDSWORTH:  Lines composed a few miles above Tintern Abbey.

=Cathedrals.=

The high embower’d roof,
With antique pillars, massy proof,
And storied windows, richly dight,
Casting a dim religious light.
275
MILTON:  Il Penseroso, Line 157.

=Cato.=

Like Cato, give his little senate laws,
And sit attentive to his own applause.
276
POPE:  Prologue to the Satires, Line 207.

=Cattle.=

O Mary, go and call the cattle home,
  And call the cattle home,
And call the cattle home,
  Across the sands o’ Dee.
277
CHARLES KINGSLEY:  The Sands of Dee.

=Cause.=

And therefore little shall I grace my cause
In speaking for myself.
278
SHAKS.:  Othello, Act i., Sc. 3.

=Caution.=

Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.
279
SHAKS.:  Much Ado, Act ii, Sc. 1.

Know when to speak; for many times it brings Danger, to give the best advice to kings. 280 HERRICK:  Aph.  Caution in Council,

Vessels large may venture more,
But little boats should keep near shore.
281
FRANKLIN:  Poor Richard.

=Caverns.=

Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
    Down to a sunless sea.
282
COLERIDGE:  Kubla Khan.

=Celibacy.=

But earthly happier is the rose distill’d, Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives and dies in single blessedness. 283 SHAKS.:  Mid.  N. Dream, Act i., Sc. 1.

Our Maker bids increase; who bids abstain
But our destroyer, foe to God and man?
284
MILTON:  Par.  Lost, Bk. iv., Line 748.

=Censure.=

Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe, Are lost on hearers that our merits know. 285 POPE:  Iliad, Bk. x., Line 293.

=Ceremony.=

Ceremony was but devised at first
To set a gloss on faint deeds—­hollow welcomes,
Recanting goodness, sorry ere ’t is shown;
But where there is true friendship, there needs none.
286
SHAKS.:  Timon of A., Act i., Sc. 2.