Factum abiit; monumenta manent.
| trans = The need has gone; the memorial thereof remains.
Where London's column, pointing at the skies,
Like a tall bully, lifts the head and lies.
Jove, thou regent of the skies.
Let it rise! let it rise, till it meet the sun in his coming; let the earliest light of the morning gild it, and the parting day linger and play on its summit.
If we work upon marble it will perish. If we
work upon brass time will efface it. If we rear
temples they will crumble to dust. But if we
work upon men's immortal minds, if we imbue
them with high principles, with the just fear of
God aad love of their fellow men, we engrave on
those tablets something which no time can efface,
and which will brighten and brighten to all eternity.
MOON (The)
Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth.
| author = Addison
| work = Spectator. No. 465. Ode.
The moon is a silver pin-head vast,
That holds the heaven's tent-hangings fast.
Wm. R. Alger—Oriental Poetry. The Use of the Moon.
The moon is at her full, and riding high,
Floods the calm fields with light.
The airs that hover in the summer sky
Are all asleep to-night.
Bryant—The Tides.
Doth the moon care for the barking of a dog?
Burton
| work = Anatomy of Melancholy.
| place = Pt. II.
, Sec. III. Mem. 7.
The moon pull'd off her veil of light,
That hides her face by day from sight
(Mysterious veil, of brightness made,
That's both her lustre and her shade),
And in the lantern of the night,
With shining horns hung out her light.
Butler—Hudibras. Pt. II. Canto I. L. 905.
He made an instrument to know
If the moon shine at full or no;
That would, as soon as e'er she shone straight,
Whether 'twere day or night demonstrate;
Tell what her d'ameter to an inch is,
And prove that she's not made of green cheese.
Butler—Hudibrus. Pt. II. Canto III. L.
261.
The devil's in the moon for mischief; they
Who call'd her chaste, methinks, began too soon
Their nomenclature; there is not a day,
The longest, not the twenty-first of June,
Sees half the business in a wicked way,
On which three single hours of moonshine smile—
And then she looks so modest all the while!
| author = Byron
| work = Don Juan. Canto I. St. 113.
Into the sunset's turquoise marge
The moon dips, like a pearly barge;
Enchantment sails through magic seas,
To fairyland Hesperides,
Over the hills and away.
Madison Cawein—At Sunset. St. 1
The sun had sunk and the summer skies
Were dotted with specks of light
That melted soon in the deep moon-rise
That flowed over Groton Height.
M'Donald Clarke—The Graveyard.
The moving moon went up the sky,
And nowhere did abide;
Softly she was going up,
And a star or two beside.
Coleridge—The Ancient Mariner. Pt. IV.
When the hollow drum has beat to bed
And the little fifer hangs his head,
When all is mute the Moorish flute,
And nodding guards watch wearily,
Oh, then let me,
From prison free,
March out by moonlight cheerily.
George Colman the Younger—Mountaineers. Act I. Sc. 2.
How like a queen comes forth the lonely Moon
From the slow opening curtains of the clouds
Walking in beauty to her midnight throne!
George Croly—Diana.
And hail their queen, fair regent of the night.
Erasmus Darwin—Botanic Garden. Pt. I.
Canto II. L. 90.
Now Cynthia, named fair regent of the night.
Gay—Trivia. Bk. III.
| seealso = (See also Mickle, More, Pope)
| topic =
| page = 525
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| num =
| text = <poem>On the road, the lonely road,
Under the cold, white moon;
Under the rugged trees he strode,
Whistled and shifted his heavy load—
Whistled a foolish tune.
W. W. Harney—The Stab.
{{Hoyt quote
| num = | text = <poem>He who would see old Hoghton right
Must view it by the pale moonlight. Hazlitt—English Proverbs and Provincial Phrases. (1869) P. 196. (Hoghton Tower is not far from Blackburn.)
| seealso = (See also {{sc|Scott)
