304 FURNITURE FUTURE; FUTURITY
Each tree
Laden with fairest fruit, that hung to th' eye
Tempting, stirr'd in me sudden appetite
To pluck and eat.
But the fruit that can fall without shaking,
Indeed is too mellow for me.
Lady Mart Wortley Montagu—Answered for.
Thus do I live, from pleasure quite debarred,
Nor taste the fruits that the sun's genial rays
Mature, john-apple, nor the downy peach.
John Phtupb—The Splendid Shilling. L. 115.
The strawberry grows underneath the nettle
And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best
Neighbour'd by fruit of baser quality.
Fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.
Othello. Act II. Sc. 3. L. 383.
Before thee stands this fair Hesperides,
With golden fruit, but dangerous to be touched.
Pericles. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 27.
The ripest fruit first falls.
Richard II. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 153.
Superfluous branches
We lop away, that bearing boughs may live.
Richard II. Act III. Sc.4. L. 63.
The barberry and currant must escape
Though her small clusters imitate the grape.
Tate—Cowley.
Let other lands, exulting, glean
The apple from the pine,
The orange from its glossy green,
The cluster from the vine.
WmTTiEE—The Corn Song.
FURNITURE
Carved with figures strange and sweet, '
All made out of the carver's brain.
Coleridge—Christabel. Pt. I.
I love it, I love it, and who shall dare
To chide me for loving that old arm-chair?
Eliza Cook—Old Arm-Chair.
Joint-stools were then created,' on three legs
Upborne they stood. Three legs upholding firm
A massy slab, in fashion square or round.
On such a stool immortal Alfred sat.
| author = Cowper
| work = Sofa. Bk. I. L. 19.
Ingenious Fancy, never better pleased
Than when employ'd t' accommodate the fair,
Heard the sweet moan of pity, and devised
The soft settee; one elbow at each end,
And in the midst an elbow it received,
United yet divided, twain at once.
| author = Cowper
| work = Task. Bk. I. L. 71.
is Necessity invented stools,
Convenience next suggested elbow-chairs,
And Luxury the accomplish'd Sofa last.
| author = Cowper
| work = Task. Bk. I. L. 86.
A three-legged table, O ye fates!
Horace.
When on my three-foot stool I sit.
Cymbeline. Act III. Sc. 3. L. 89.
FURY (See Anger)
FUTURE: FUTURITY
That what will come, and must come, shall come well.
Edwin Arnold—Light of Asia. Bk. VI. L.
274.
Making all futures fruits of all the pasts.
Edwin Arnold—Light of Asia. Bk. V. L. 432.
Some day Love shall claim his own
Some day Right ascend his throne,
Some day hidden Truth be known;
Some day—some sweet day.
Lewis 3. Bates—Some Sweet Day.
The year goes wrong, and tares grow
Hope starves without a crumb;
But God's time is our harvest time,
And that is sure to come.
Lewis J. Bates—Our Better Day.
Dear Land to which Desire forever flees;
Time doth no present to our grasp allow,
Say in the fixed Eternal shall we seize
At last the fleeting Now?
Bulwer-Lytton—Corn Flowers. Bk. I. The
First Violets.
You can never plan the future by the past.
Burke—Letter to a Member of the National
Vol. IV. P. 55.
With mortal crisis doth portend,
My days to appropinque an end.
Butler—Hudibras. Pt. I. Canto III. L. 589.
'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore,
And coming events cast their shadows before.
Campbell—Lochid's Warning.
Certis rebus certa signa prsecurrunt.
Certain signs precede certain events.
Cicero—De Divination*. I. 52.
- * * * So often do the spirits
Of great events stride on before the events,
And in to-day already walks to-morrow.
Coleridge—Death of Wallenstein. Act V.
Sc. 1.
There shall be no more snow
No weary noontide heat,
So we lift our trusting eyes
From the hills our Fathers trod:
To the quiet of the skies:
To the Sabbath of our God.
Felicia D. Hemans—Evening Song of the
Tyrokse Peasants.
