In virtues nothing earthly could surpass her,
Save thine "incomparable oil," Macassar!
368
BYRON: _Don Juan,_ Canto i., St. 17.


=Compass.=

Though pleased to see the dolphins play,
I mind my compass and my way.
369
MATTHEW GREEN: _Spleen,_ Line 93.


=Compassion.=

O, heavens! can you hear a good man groan,
And not relent, or not compassion him?
370
SHAKS.: _Titus And.,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.


=Compensation.=

Under the storm and the cloud to-day,
And to-day the hard peril and pain--
To-morrow the stone shall be rolled away,
For the sunshine shall follow the rain.
Merciful Father, I will not complain,
I know that the sunshine shall follow the rain.