Methinks the truth should live from age to age,
As 'twere retail'd to all posterity,
Even to the general all-ending day.
My man's as true as steel.
Troilus and Cressida. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 166.
And simple truth miscall'd simplicity.
And captive good attending captain ill.
Truth needs no colour, with his colour fix'd;
Beauty no pencil, beauty's truth to lay;
But best is best, if never intermix'd.
Sonnet CI.
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I do believe her, though I know she lies.
Sonnet. CXXXVIII.
All great truths begin as blasphemies.
Bernard Shaw—Annajanska.
My way of joking is to tell the truth. It's
the funniest joke in the world.
Bernard Shaw—John Bull's Other Island.
Act II.
Truth and, by consequence, liberty, will
always be the chief power of honest men.
Madame de Staël—Coppet et Weimar.
Letter to Gen. Moreau.
Tell truth, and shame the devil.
Swift—Mary, the Cookmaid's Letter. Rabelais—Works. Author's Prologue to Bk.
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Money. Act IV. Sc. 1. Henry IV. Pt. I.
Sc. 1. L. 59.
Veritas visu et mora, falsa festinatione et
incertis valescunt.
Truth is confirmed by inspection and
delay: falsehood by haste and uncertainty.
Tacitus—Annales. II. 39.
Truth-teller was our England's Alfred named?
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Wellington.
And friendly free discussion calling forth
From the fair jewel Truth its latent ray.
Thomson—Liberty. Pt. II. L. 220.
It takes two to speak the truth—one to speak,
and another to hear.
Thoreau—A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rioers. P. 283.
There are truths which are not for all men,
nor for all times.
Voltaire—Letter to Cardinal de Bernis.
April 23, 1761.
There is nothing so powerful as truth; and
often nothing so strange.
Daniel Webster—Arguments on the Murder
of Captain White. Vol. VI. P. 68.
TULIP
I have ever thought,
Nature doth nothing so great for great men,
As when she's pleas'd to make them lords of
truth.
Integrity of life is fame's best friend,
Which nobly, beyond death, shall crown the end.
John Webster—The Duchess of Malfi. Act
V. Sc.5.
It is one thing to wish to have truth on our
side, and another to wish sincerely to be on the
side of truth.
Archbishop Whatelet—Essay on some of the
Difficulties in the Writings of the Apostle
Paul—No. 1 . On the Love of Truth.
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(Strange Mansion!) in the bottom of a well:
Questions 'are then the Windlass and the rope
That pull the grave old Gentlewoman up. <poem>
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To perish never.
Wordsworth—Ode. Intimations of Immortality. St. 9.
Truth never was indebted to a lie.
Young—Night Thoughts. Night VIII. L. 587.
TUBEROSE
Polianthes Tuberosa
The tuberose, with her silvery light,
That in the gardens of Malay
Is call'd the Mistress of the Night,
So like a bride, scented and bright;
She comes out when the sun's away.
Moore—Lalla Rookh. Light of the Harem.
TULIP
Tulipa
You believe
In God, for your part?—ay? that He who makes,
Can make good things from ill things, best
from worst,
As men plant tulips upon dunghills when
They wish them finest.
E. B. Browning—Aurora Leigh. Bk. II.
And tulips, children love to stretch
Their fingers down, to feel in each
Its beauty's secret nearer.
E. B. Browning—A Flower in a Letter.
'Mid the sharp, short emerald wheat, scarce
risen three fingers well,
The wild tulip at end of its tube, blows out its
great red bell,
Like a thin clear bubble of blood, for the children
to pick and sell.
Robert Browning—Up at a Villa. Down in
the City. St. 6.
The tulip is a courtly quean,
Whom, therefore, I will shun.
Hood—Flowers.
