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JUDGMENT
JULY


1

There written all
Black as the damning drops that fall
Prom the denouncing Angel's pen,
Ere Mercy weeps them out again.

MooreLalla Rookh. Paradise and the Peri. St. 28.


2

’Tis with our judgments as our watches, none
Go just alike, yet each believes his own.

PopeEssay on Criticism. L. 9.
(See also Suckling)


3

Derm aller Ausgang ist ein Gottesurtheil.
For every event is a judgment of God.

SchillerWallenstein's Tod. I. 7. 32.


4

Commonly we say a Judgment falls upon a
Man for something in him we cannot abide.

John SeldenTable Talk. Judgments.


5

For I do not distinguish by the eye, but by the mind, which is the proper judge of the man.

SenecaOre a Happy Life. Ch. I.


6

We shall be judged, not by what we might have been, but what we have been.

SewellPassing Thoughts on Religion. Sympathy in Gladness.


7

He that of greatest works is finisher
Oft does them by the weakest minister:
So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown,
When judges have been babes.

All's Well That Ends Well. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 139.


8

I see men's judgments are
A parcel of their fortunes; and things outward
Do draw the inward quality after them,
To suffer all alike.

Antony and Cleopatra. Act III. Sc. 13. L. 31.


9

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice;
Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.

Hamlet. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 68.


10

Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.

Henry VI. Pt. II. Act III. Sc. 3. L. 31.


11

What we oft do best,
By sick interpreters, once weak ones, is
Not ours, or not allow'd; what worst, as oft,
Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up
For our best act.

Henry VIII. Act I. Sc. 2. L. 81.


12

judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason!

Julius Caesar. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 109.


13

The jury, passing on the prisoner's life,
May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two
Guiltier than him they try.

Measure for Measure. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 19.


14

How would you be,
If He, which is the top of judgment, should
But judge you as you are?

Measure for Measure. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 76.


15

 stand for judgment: answer: shall I have it?
Merchant of Venice. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 108.


16

A Daniel come to judgment! yea, a Daniel.

Merchant of Venice. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 223.


17

I charge you by the law,
Whereof you are a well deserving pillar,
Proceed to judgment.

Merchant of Venice. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 238.


18

The urging of that word, judgment, hath bred a kind of remorse in me.

Richard III. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 109.


19

But as when an authentic watch is shown,
Each man winds up and rectifies his own,
So in our very judgments.

Sir John SucklingAglaura. Epilogue.
(See also Pope)


20

Though our works
Find righteous or unrighteous judgment, this
At least is ours, to make them righteous.

SwinburneMarino Faliero. Act III. Sc. 1.


21

Where blind and naked Ignorance
Delivers brawling judgments, unashamed,
On all things all day long.

TennysonIdyls of the King. Merlin and Vivien. L. 662.


22

Ita comparatam esse naturam omnium, aliena
ut melius videant et dijudicent, quam sua.
The nature of all men is so formed that they
see and discriminate in the affairs of others,
i much better than in their own.
Terence—Heauton timoroumenos. III. 1. 94.


23

One cool judgment is worth a thousand hasty councils. The thing to do is to supply light and not heat. At any rate, if it is heat it ought to be white heat and not sputter, because sputtering heat is apt to spread the fire. There ought, if there is any heat at all, to be that warmth of the heart which makes every man thrust aside his own personal feeling, his own personal interest, and take thought of the welfare and benefit of others.

Woodrow WilsonSpeech at Pittsburgh. Jan. 29, 1916.


JULY

24

The linden, in the fervors of July,
Hums with a louder concert. When the wind
Sweeps the broad forest in its summer prime,
As when some master-hand exulting sweeps
The keys of some great organ, ye give forth
The music of the woodland depths, a hymn
Of gladness and of thanks.

BryantAmong the Trees. L. 62.


25

Loud is the summer's busy song
The smallest breeze can find a tongue,
While insects of each tiny size_
Grow teasing with their melodies,
Till noon burns with its blistering breath
Around, and day lies still as death.
Clare—July.


26

The Summer looks out from her brazen tower,
Through the flashing bars of July.

Francis ThompsonA Corymbus for Autumn. St. 8.