418
SHAKS.: _Cymbeline,_ Act i., Sc. 1.

A mere court butterfly,
That flutters in the pageant of a monarch.
419
BYRON: _Sardanapalus,_ Act v., Sc. 1.


=Courtesy.=

How sweet and gracious, even in common speech,
Is that fine sense which men call Courtesy!
Wholesome as air and genial as the light,
Welcome in every clime as breath of flowers,--
It transmutes aliens into trusting friends,
And gives its owner passport round the globe.
420
JAMES T. FIELDS: _Courtesy._


=Courtship.=

Bring, therefore, all the forces that you may,
And lay incessant battery to her heart;
Plaints, prayers, vows, ruth, and sorrow, and dismay,--
These engines can the proudest love convert.
421
SPENSER: _Amoretti and Epithalamion,_ Sonnet xiv.