Who to dumb forgetfulness a prey, / This 40 pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd; / Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, / Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind? Gray.
Who track the steps of glory to the grave. Byron.
Who trusts in God fears not his rod. Goethe.
Who values a good night's rest will not lie down with enmity in his heart if he can help it. Sterne.
Who values that anger which is consumed only in empty menaces? Goldsmith.
Who walks through fire will hardly heed the 45 smoke. Tennyson.
Who watches not catches not. Dut. Pr.
"Who will guard the guards?" says a Latin verse,—"Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?" I answer, "The enemy." It is the enemy who keeps the sentinel watchful. Mme. Swetchine.
Who will not mercy unto others show, / How can he mercy ever hope to have? Spenser.
Who would bear the whips and scorns of time, / The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, / The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, / The insolence of office and the spurns / That patient merit of the unworthy takes, / When he himself might his quietus make / With a bare bodkin? Ham., iii. 1.