=Custom.=

How use doth breed a habit in a man!
457
SHAKS.: _Two Gent. of V.,_ Act v., Sc. 4.

Custom calls me to 't;--
What custom wills, in all things should we do 't?
458
SHAKS.: _Coriolanus,_ Act ii., Sc. 3.

Assume a virtue, if you have it not.
That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,
Of habits devil, is angel yet in this.
459
SHAKS.: _Hamlet,_ Act iii., Sc. 4


=Cypress.=

Dark tree! still sad when others' grief is fled,
The only constant mourner o'er the dead.
460
BYRON: _Giaour,_ Line 286.




==D.==