Footnotes
[441:1] 'T is nothing when you are used to it.—Swift: Polite Conversation, iii.
[441:2] See Churchill, page [413].
[442:1] See Fielding, page [364].
He who grown aged in this world of woe,
In deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life,
So that no wonder waits him.
Byron: Childe Harold, canto iii. stanza 5.
We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths.—Bailey: Festus. A Country Town.
Who well lives, long lives; for this age of ours
Should not be numbered by years, daies, and hours.
Du Bartas: Days and Weekes. Fourth Day. Book ii.
[443:2] On peut dire que son esprit brille aux dépens de sa mémoire (One may say that his wit shines by the help of his memory).—Le Sage: Gil Blas, livre iii. chap. xi.
PHILIP FRENEAU. 1752-1832.
The hunter and the deer a shade.[443:3]
The Indian Burying-Ground.
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, but left the shield.[443:4]
To the Memory of the Americans who fell at Eutaw.