Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day,
But night itself does the rich gem betray.
These gems have life in them: their colors speak,
Say what words fail of.
And I had lent my watch last night to one
That dines to-day at the sheriff's.
Bill Jonson—Alchemist. Act I. Sc. 1.
It strikes! one, two, "*
Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear
watch.
Thy pulse hath beat enough. Now sleep and rest;
Would thou could'st make the time to do so too;
I'll wind thee up no more.
BenJonson—Staple of News. Act I. Sc. 1.
Apres l'esprit de discernement, ce qu'il y a
au monde de plus rare, ce sont les diamants et
The rarest things in the world, next to a
spirit of discernment, are diamonds and pearls.
La Bruyère—Les Caractères. XII.
Pearl of great price.
Matthew. XIH. 46.
Rich and rare were the gems she wore,
And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore.
Moore—Irish Melodies. Rich and Rare were
the Gems She Wore.
On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore,
Which Jews might kiss and Infidels adore.
| author = Pope
| work = Rape of the Lock. Canto II. L. 7.
Nay, tarry a moment, my charming girl;
Here is a jewel of gold and pearl;
A beautiful cross it is I ween
As ever on beauty's breast was seen;
There's nothing at all but love to pay;
Take it and wear it, but only stay!
Ah! Sir Hunter, what excellent taste!
I'm not—in such—particular—haste.
J. G. Saxe—The Hunter and the Milkmaid.
Trans.
I see the jewel best enameled
Will lose his beauty; and the gold 'bides still,
That others touch, and often touching will
Wear gold.
Comedy of Errors. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 109.
’Tis plate of rare device, and jewels
Of rich and exquisite form; their value's great;
And I am something curious, being strange,
To have them in safe stowage.
Cymbeline. Act I. Sc. 6. L. 189.
Your ring first;
And here the bracelet of the truest princess
That ever swore her faith.
Cymbeline. Act V. Sc. 5. L. 416.
Elver out of frame,
And never going right, being a watch,
But being watch'd that it may still go right!
Love's Labour's Lost. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 193.
And jewels, two stones, two rich and precious
stones,
Stol'n by my daughter!
Merchant of Venice. Act II. Sc. 8. L. 20.
A quarrel * * *
About a hoop of gold, a paltry ring.
Merchant of Venice. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 146.
I'll give my jewels for a set of beads.
Richard II. Act III. Sc. 3. L. 147.
The clock upbraids me with the waste of time.
Twelfth Night. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 141.
The tip no jewel needs to wear:
The tip is jewel of the ear.
'** 1SiR<pbrLrp Sidney—Sonnet. What Tongue
can Her Perfection Tell.
The lively Diamond drinks thy purest rays,
Collected light, compact.
Thomson—The Seasons. Summer. L. 142.
JEWS
The Jews are among the aristocracy of every
land; if a literature is called rich in the possession of a few classic tragedies, what shall we
say to a national tragedy lasting for fifteen
hundred years, in which the poets and the actors were also the heroes.
George Eliot—Daniel Deronda. Bk. VI. Ch.
XLH.
The Jews spend at Easter.
| author = Herbert
| work = Jacula Prudentum.
No. 244.
A Hebrew knelt in the dying light,
His eye was dim and cold;
The hairs on his brow were silver white,
And his blood was thin and old.
Thomas K. Hervey—The Devil's Progress.
Who hateth me but for my happiness?
Or who is honored now but for his wealth?
Rather had I, a Jew, be hated thus,
Than pitied in a Christian poverty.
Marlowe—The Jew of Malta. Act I. Sc. 1.
To undo a Jew is charity, and not sin.
Marlowe—The Jew of Malta. Act IV. Sc. 6.
This is the Jew that Shakespeare drew.
Attributed to Pope when Mackt.tn was performing Shylock. Feb. 14, 1741. See
Biographia Dramatica. Vol. I. Pt. II. P. 469.
Still have I borne it with a patient shrug,
(For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.)
You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog.
Merchant of Venice. Act. I. Sc 3. L. 110.
I am a Jew: Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a
Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with
the same weapons, subject to the same diseases,
healed by the same means, wanned and cooled
by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is?
Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 60.
