Embosom'd in the deep where Holland lies,
Methinks her patient sons before me stand,
Where the broad ocean leans against the land.
517
GOLDSMITH: _Traveller,_ Line 282.


=Defeat.=

Such a numerous host
Fled not in silence through the frighted deep,
With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout,
Confusion worse confounded.
518
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. ii., Line 993.


=Defect.=

So may a glory from defect arise.
519
ROBERT BROWNING: _Deaf and Dumb._


=Defence.=

What boots it at one gate to make defence,
And at another to let in the foe?
520
MILTON: _Samson Agonistes,_ Line 560.