Base envy withers at another’s joy,
And hates that excellence it cannot reach.
622
THOMSON:  Seasons, Spring, Line 284.

=Epitaphs.=

Nobles and heralds, by your leave,
Here lies what once was Matthew Prior,
The son of Adam and of Eve: 
Can Bourbon or Nassau claim higher?
623
PRIOR:  Ep.  Extempore.

Here rests his head, upon the lap of earth,
  A youth to fortune and to fame unknown;
Fair Science frown’d not on his humble birth,
  And Melancholy mark’d him for her own.
624
GRAY:  Elegy, Epitaph.

=Equality.=

The trickling rain doth fall
Upon us one and all;
The south wind kisses
The saucy milkmaid’s cheek,
The nun’s demure and meek,
Nor any misses.
625
E.C.  STEDMAN:  A Madrigal, St. 3.

=Error.=

Shall Error in the round of time
Still father Truth?
626
TENNYSON:  Love and Duty.

But Error, wounded, writhes with pain,
  And dies among his worshippers.
627
WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT:  The Battle-Field.

=Eternity.=

Beyond is all abyss,
Eternity, whose end no eye can reach.
628
MILTON:  Par.  Lost, Bk. xii., Line 555.

Eternity! thou pleasing, dreadful thought! 629 ADDISON:  Cato, Act v., Sc. 1.

=Europe.=

Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay. 630 TENNYSON:  Locksley Hall, Line 184.

=Eve.=

Adam the goodliest man of men since born His sons, the fairest of her daughters, Eve. 631 MILTON:  Par.  Lost., Bk. iv., Line 323.

=Evening.=

The day is done, and the darkness
  Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
  From an eagle in his flight.
632
LONGFELLOW:  The Day is Done.

The sun is set; the swallows are asleep; The bats are flitting fast in the gray air; The slow soft toads out of damp corners creep; And evening’s breath, wandering here and there Over the quivering surface of the stream, Wakes not one ripple from its silent dream. 633 SHELLEY:  Evening.

=Evil.=

Farewell hope! and with hope, farewell fear! 
Farewell remorse! all good to me is lost. 
Evil, be thou my good; by thee at least
Divided empire with heaven’s king I hold.
634
MILTON:  Par.  Lost, Bk. iv., Line 108.

Evil springs up, and flowers, and bears no seed, And feeds the green earth with its swift decay, Leaving it richer for the growth of truth. 635 JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL:  Prometheus.

=Example.=

The evil that men do lives after them,
The good is oft interred with their bones.
636
SHAKS.:  Jul.  Caesar, Act iii., Sc. 2.

By his life alone,
Gracious and sweet, the better way was shown.
637
WHITTIER:  The Pennsylvania Pilgrim.