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Feast. Meanwhile, welcome joy and feast,
Midnight shout and revelry,

Tipsy dance and jollity.-MILTON, Comus, lines 102-104

The feast is sold

'Tis given with welcome: to feed were best at home;
From thence the sauce to meat is ceremony;
Meeting were bare without it.

SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth, iii, 4

Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by;
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.

Feeble. 'Tis not enough to help the feeble up,
But to support him after.

ELLA WHEELER WILCOX, Solitude, st. 3

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SHAKESPEARE, Timon of Athens, i, 1 Feeling. The warm, champagny, old-particular, brandypunchy feeling. HOLMES, Nux Postcænatica, st. 17 Feelings. Every person's feelings have a front-door and a side-door by which they may be entered. The frontdoor is on the street . . . The side-door opens at once into the secret chambers. There is almost always at least one key to this side-door. This is carried for years hidden in a mother's bosom. Fathers, brothers, sisters, and friends, often, but by no means so universally, have duplicates of it. The wedding-ring conveys a right to one; alas, if none is given with it!

HOLMES, Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table, vi

Some feelings are to mortals given,
With less of earth in them than heaven.

SCOTT, Lady of the Lake, Canto ii, st. 22 Feet.- Muse of the many-twinkling feet!-BYRON, Waltz, line I

Her feet beneath her petticoat,
Like little mice, stole in and out,

As if they feared the light:1
But oh! she dances such a way!
No sun upon an Easter day

Is half so fine a sight."

SIR JOHN SUCKLING, Ballad upon a Wedding, st. 8

1Her feet fell patter, cheep, like little mice.

Her pretty feet

Like snails did creep

ROBERT BUCHANAN, The Widow Mysie, st. 7

A little out, and then,

As if they started at bo-peep,

Did soon draw in again.

? And then she danced-oh, heaven! her dancing!

HERRICK, Upon Her Feet

PRAED, Belle of the Ball-Room, st. 2

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If he be not fellow with the best king, thou shalt find the best king of good fellows."

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry V, v, 2


There shall be in England seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny; the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops; and I will make it felony to drink small beer: all the realm shall be in common.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry VI, Part II, iv, 2 Ferryman. That grim [sour] ferryman which poets write of. SHAKESPEARE, King Richard III, i, 4

Feud. Ring out the feud of rich and poor.
TENNYSON, In Memoriam, cvi, st. 3

Feuds. In their faces stern defiance,
In their hearts the feuds of ages,
The hereditary hatred,

The ancestral thirst of vengeance.— LONGFellow,
Song of Hiawatha: The Peace-Pipe, lines 75-78
Field. Their dearest action in the tented field.
SHAKESPEARE, Othello, i, 3


When the fight begins within himself,
A man's worth something.-R. BROWNING, Bishop
Blougram's Apology, lines 699, 700

For those that fly may fight again,
Which he can never do that's slain."

BUTLER, Hudibras, III, iii, lines 243, 244

1 General Sir John Moore, killed in the battle of Coruña, Jan. 16, 1809.

2 The king o' guid fellows and wale of auld men.

3 That same man, that runnith awaie, Maie again fight an other daie.

BURNS, Auld Rob Morris, st. 1

ERASMUS, Apothegms, (trans. Udall)

For he who fights and runs away

May live to fight another day;
But he who is in battle slain

Can never rise and fight again.-GOLDSMITH, Art of Poetry on a New Plan

He that fights and runs away
May turn and fight another day;
But he that is in battle slain
Will never rise to fight again.

We shall live to fight again and to strike another blow.

RAY, History of the Rebellion

TENNYSON, The Revenge, st. 12

Sometimes we fight and we conquer, And sometimes we fight and we run.

THACKERAY, The Chronicle of the Drum, i, st. 6

If you do fight, fight it out;' and don't give in while you can stand and see.

T. HUGHES, Tom Brown's School Days, II, vii

'Twun't du to think thet killin' ain't perlite,—
You've gut to be in airnest, ef you fight.

LOWELL, Biglow Papers, II, ii, lines 281, 282

Fifty-four-forty or fight!

Political (Democratic) slogan in the United States
Presidential Campaign of 18442

Fighting. He rushed into the field, and, foremost fighting, fell.-BYRON, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii, st. 23

His bellyful [belly full] of fighting. SHAKESPEARE, Cymbeline, ii, 1 Fig-tree.- Train up a fig-tree in the way it should go, and when you are old sit under the shade on it. DICKENS, Dombey and Son, xix

Fine.- Fine by degrees, and beautifully less.
PRIOR, Henry and Emma, line 430

Fire. Those that with haste will make a mighty fire
Begin it with weak straws.

SHAKESPEARE, Julius Cæsar, i, 3

A little fire is quickly trodden out,
Which, being suffered, rivers cannot quench.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry VI, Part III, iv, 8

Ye blew the fire that burns ye.

SHAKESPEARE, King Henry VIII, v, 3 [2]
One fire burns out another's burning,
One pain is lessened by another's anguish.
SHAKESPEARE, Romeo and Juliet, i, 2

Fire that's closest kept burns most of all.
SHAKESPEARE, Two Gentlemen of Verona, i, 2
Thus have I shunned the fire, for fear of burning,
And drenched me in the sea, where I am drowned.

Ibid., i, 3

1Stand back to back, in God's name, and fight it to the last. MACAULAY, The Battle of Naseby, st. 7 I have fought a good fight. 2 Tim. iv, 7 2Referring to the dispute with Great Britain over the Oregon boundary.

Any captain not under fire is not at his post, and a
signal to recall him would be a disgrace.1
VILLENEUVE, cited by W. M. Sloane in Napoleon
Bonaparte, II, xxxii

Where two raging fires meet together,
They do consume the thing that feeds their fury:
Though little fire grows great with little wind,
Yet extreme gusts will blow out fire and all.
Shakespeare, Taming of the Shrew, ii


Poor men, when yule is cold,
Must be content to sit by little fires.

TENNYSON, The Holy Grail, lines 612, 613


The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. First. To the memory of the man, first in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his countrymen. HENRY LEE, Eulogy on Washington


Fish.-Neither fish, nor flesh, nor good red herring.
DRYDEN, Epilogue to the Duke of Guise

Fishers. Three fishers went sailing away to the west,—
Away to the west as the sun went down;
Each thought on the woman who loved him the best,

And the children stood watching them out of the town;
For men must work, and women must weep,
And there's little to earn, and many to keep,
Though the harbor bar be moaning.

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Three corpses lay out on the shining sands

In the morning gleam as the tide went down,
And the women are weeping and wringing their hands
For those who will never come back to the town;
For men must work, and women must weep,
And the sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep,

And good-bye to the bar and its moaning.
KINGSLEY, The Three Fishers, st. 1, 3

Fishes. O blest south wind that toots his horn
Through every hole and crack!
I'm off at eight to-morrow morn,
To bring such fishes back.

KINGSLEY, The Southwest Wind, st. 3

The signal made by the French admiral at the opening of the battle of Trafalgar.

Fishes that tipple in the deep.

LOVELACE, To Althea from Prison, st. 2 Third Fisherman. I marvel how the fishes live in the


First Fisherman. Why, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones: I can compare our rich misers to nothing so fitly as to a whale; a' plays and tumbles, driving the poor fry before him, and at last devours them all at a mouthful: such whales have I heard on o' the land, who never leave gaping till they've swallowed the whole parish, church, steeple, bells, and all.

Third Fisherman. were of my mind, drones, that rob the

But if the good King Simonides we would purge the land of these bee of her honey.

SHAKESPEARE, Pericles, ii, 1


It's a good
'tis to git it out.
Fit. The fit is momentary;
He will again be well.

sight easier to git a fish-hook in 'n E. N. WESTCOTT, David Harum, i upon a thought

SHAKESPEARE, Macbeth, iii, 4

Fits.- 'Twas sad by fits, by starts 'twas wild.
Flag. Many a one on our decks knew then for the first time
how tame a sight his country's flag is at home compared
to what it is in a foreign land. To see it is to have a
vision of home itself and all its idols, and feel a thrill
that would stir a very river of sluggish blood.

S. L. CLEMENS ("MARK TWAIN'), The Innocents
Abroad, vii

There's a flag that waves o'er every sea,
No matter when or where;

And to treat that flag as aught but the free
Is more than the strongest dare.
For the lion-spirits that tread the deck

Have carried the palm of the brave;
And that flag may sink with a shot-torn wreck,
But never float over a slave.

ELIZA COOK, The Englishman, st. 2

Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail,
And give her to the god of storms,
The lightning and the gale!

HOLMES, Old Ironsides, st. 3

One life, one flag, one fleet, one throne!

TENNYSON, Opening of the Indian and Colonial
Exhibition, st. 4

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