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Treason.- Treason doth never prosper: what's the reason?
Why, if it prosper, none dare call it treason.1




Cæsar had his Brutus; Charles the First, his Cromwell; and George the Third (Treason! cried the Speakmay profit by their example. If this be treason, make the most of it. PATRICK HENRY, Speech on the Resolutions Concerning the Stamp Act, in the Virginia Assembly, May, 1765

Tree. And all amid them stood the Tree of Life,
High eminent, blooming ambrosial fruit
Of vegetable gold; and next to Life,

Our death, the Tree of Knowledge, grew fast by,
Knowledge of good, bought dear by knowing ill.
MILTON, Paradise Lost, IV, lines 218-222
Tremble. I tremble for my country when I reflect that God
is just. THOMAS JEFFerson, Notes on Virginia:
Query xviii
Trencher-man.- He is a very valiant trencher-man.
SHAKESPEARE, Much Ado about Nothing, i, I
Trick. I know a trick worth two of that.



SHAKESPEARE, King Henry IV, Part I, ii, 1
His answer trickled through my head
Like water through a sieve.

C. L. DODGSON, Through the Looking-Glass, viii
Trifle. Think naught a trifle, though it small appear;
Small sands the mountain, moments make the year,
And trifles life.

YOUNG, Love of Fame, Satire vi, lines 205-207 [208-211] Triton. This Triton of the minnows.

SHAKESPEARE, Coriolanus, iii, 1 Trivial. What dire offence from am'rous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things. POPE, Rape of the Lock, Canto i, lines 1, 2 Troubadours.-Oh, the troubadours of old! with the gentle


Of hope and joy, or deep despair, whiche'er their lot might be;

For years they served their ladye-loves ere they their passions told,

Oh, wondrous patience must have had those troubadours of old!

FRANCES BROWN, Oh, the Pleasant Days of Old!

1 Let them call it mischief; When it is past, and prospered, 't will be virtue.

BEN JONSON, Catiline, iii, 3

Trowel. Well said: that was laid on with a trowel. SHAKESPEARE, As You Like It, i, 2

True. He serves all who dares be true.
EMERSON, The Celestial Love, st. 8

This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.

This be our motto, In God is our trust.

'Tis true 'tis pity; And pity 'tis 'tis true.

My man's as true as steel.

SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet, ii, 4 Trumpet. He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never

call retreat;


He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgmentJULIA WARD HOWE, Battle-Hymn of the Republic, st. 4 Trumps. Like a man with eight trumps in his hand at a whist-table. LOWELL, Fable for Critics, line 40 Trust.- Put not your trust in money, but put your money in trust. HOLMES, Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table, ii

Hamlet, i, 3

Ibid., ii, 2

F. S. KEY, The Star-Spangled Banner, st. 4

What a fool Honesty is! and Trust, his sworn brother, a very simple gentleman! I have sold all my trumpery; they throng who should buy first, as if my trinkets had been hallowed and brought a benediction to the buyer. SHAKESPEARE, Winter's Tale, iv, 4 [3] Truth. No pleasure is comparable to the standing upon the vantage ground of truth. BACON, Essay I: Of Truth

Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again;
Th' eternal years of God are hers;
But Error, wounded, writhes in pain,

Truth is within ourselves; it takes no rise
From outward things. R. BROWNING, Paracelsus, i

And dies among his worshippers.'

BRYANT, The Battle-Field, st. 9

'Truth outlives pain, as the soul does life. E. B. BROWNING, Aurora Leigh, VII, line 774 Does not Mr. Bryant say that Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while Error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger? HOLMES, Professor at the Breakfast-Table, v Whoever knew truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter? MILTON, Areopagitica



'Tis strange, but true; for truth is always strange; Stranger than fiction.

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BYRON, Don Juan, Canto xiv, st. 101

"Truth," I cried, "though the Heavens crush me for following her; no Falsehood! though a whole celestial Lubberland were the price of the apostasy.' CARLYLE, Sartor Resartus, II, vii


The good old bishops took a simpler way;
Each asked but what he heard his father say,
Or how he was instructed in his youth,
And by tradition's force upheld the truth.

DRYDEN, The Hind and the Panther, lines 736-739

I did n't know Truth was such an invalid. How long is it since she could only take the air in a close carriage, with a gentleman in a black coat on the box? HOLMES, Professor at the Breakfast-Table, v

Truth is invariable; but the Smithate of truth must always differ from the Brownate of truth. Ibid., xii

The time is racked with birth-pangs; every hour
Brings forth some gasping truth, and truth new-born
Looks a misshapen and untimely growth,

The terror of the household and its shame,

A monster coiling in its nurse's lap

That some would strangle, some would only starve;
But still it breathes, and

moves transfigured into angel guise,
Welcomed by all that cursed its hour of birth,
And folded in the same encircling arms
That cast it like a serpent from their hold.
HOLMES, Truths, lines 1-15

Many loved Truth, and lavished life's best oil
Amid the dust of books to find her,

Many in sad faith sought for her,
Many with crossed hands sighed for her;
But these, our brothers, fought for her,
At life's dear peril wrought for her,
So loved her that they died for her.1

LOWELL, Commemoration Ode, st. 3

Men in earnest have no time to waste
In patching fig-leaves for the naked truth.

LOWELL, A Glance Behind the Curtain, lines 261, 262

1 Immortal truth

That heroes fought for, martyrs died to save.

HOLMES, Truths, lines 31, 32

Truth for ever on the scaffold, Wrong for ever on the throne,1

Yet that scaffold sways the future, and, behind the dim unknown,

Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above
his own.
LOWELL, The Present Crisis, st. 8
Were truth our uttered language, angels might talk with


And God-illumined earth should see the Golden Age again.-GERALD MASSEY, This World is Full of Beauty

Truth is as impossible to be soiled by any outward touch as the sunbeam. MILTON, Doctrine and Discipline of Divorce, Introduction

I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smooth pebble, or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.

SIR ISAAC NEWTON, Memoirs, by Brewster, II, xxvii

'Tis not the many oaths that make the truth, But the plain single vow that is vowed true.

SHAKESPEARE, All's Well That Ends Well, iv, 2

Power i' the truth o' the cause.

SHAKESPEARE, Coriolanus, iii, 3

If they speak more or less than truth, they are villains and the sons of darkness.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry IV, Part I, ii, 4

Ibid., iii, 1

Tell truth and shame the devil!

The good I stand on is my truth and honesty. SHAKESPEARE, King Henry VIII, v, Truth hath a quiet breast.



SHAKESPEARE, King Richard II, i,

Truth is truth To the end of reckoning.

SHAKESPEARE, Measure for Measure, v Truth will come to light; . . . truth will out. SHAKESPEARE, Merchant of Venice, ii, 2

1Showed worth on foot, and rascals in the coach.

Wrong rules the land, and waiting justice sleeps.
Captive Good attending Captain Ill.

DRYDEN, Art of Poetry, line 376

J. G. HOLLAND, Wanted SHAKESPEARE, Sonnet lxvi

Ring in the love of truth and right.
TENNYSON, In Memoriam, cvi, st. 6
Who never sold the truth to serve the hour,
Nor paltered with Eternal God for power.

TENNYSON, Ode on the Death of the Duke of
Wellington, st. 7

The sages say, Dame Truth delights to dwell,
Strange mansion! in the bottom of a well.
JOHN WOLCOTT, Birthday Ode

How happy is he born and taught
That serveth not another's will;
Whose armour is his honest thought
And simple truth his utmost skill!

SIR HENRY WOTTON, Character of a Happy Life, st. 1

earth's philosopher
Traced, with his golden pen,
On the deathless page, truths half so sage
As he wrote down for men.


C. F. ALEXANDER, Burial of Moses, st. 7

Truth-teller. Truth-teller was our England's Alfred named. TENNYSON, Ode on the Death of the Duke of Wellington, st. 7

Tub. Every tub must stand upon its own bottom. Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress, I, Stage iii; MACKLIN, Man of the World, i, 2 Turkey-cock. Here he comes, swelling like a turkey-cock. SHAKESPEARE, King Henry V, v, 1

Twain. They two are twain.

SHAKESPEARE, Troilus and Cressida, iii, 1

Tweedle-dum- Strange! all this difference should be 'Twixt Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee!1

JOHN BYROM, Epigram on the Feuds about
Handel and Bononcini

Twin. In form and feature, face and limb,
I grew so like my brother,
That folks got taking me for him,
And each for one another.
It puzzled all our kith and kin,
It reached an awful pitch;
For one of us was born a twin,

And not a soul knew which.

HENRY S. LEIGH, The Twins, st. 1

1These lines have also been attributed to Swift and Pope; they are assigned to Byrom in the Chalmers edition of The English Poets (1810).

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