Wealth; see Poverty. If thou art rich, thou art poor; Shakespeare: Measure for Measure. To whom can riches give repute or trust, Pope: Essay on Man. Wealth in the gross is death, but life diffus'd; Pope: Moral Essays. To purchase heaven, has gold the power? Dr. Johnson: To a Friend. Can gold calm passion, or make reason shine? Young: Love of Fame. These grains of gold are not grains of wheat! These jewels and pearls and precious stones Nor keep the feet of death one hour Longfellow: Tales of a Wayside Inn. Welcome; see Home. Sir, you are very welcome to our house. Shakespeare: Merchant of Venice. Unbidden guests Are often welcomest when they are gone. Shakespeare: 1 Henry VI. Welcome ever smiles, And Farewell goes out sighing. Shakespeare: Troilus and Cressida. And kind the voice and glad the eyes Bryant: Hunter of the Prairies. The atmosphere Breathes rest and comfort, and the many chambers Longfellow: Masque of Pandora. Every house was an inn, where all were welcomed and feasted; All things were held in common, and what one had, was another's. Longfellow: Evangeline. Winter. See, Winter comes to rule the varied year, Thomson: Seasons. Winter. I crown thee king of intimate delights, Cowper: Task. All nature feels the renovating force Thomson: Seasons. Winter. But Winter has yet brighter scenes-he boasts And the broad arching portals of the grove Welcome thy entering. Bryant: A Winter Piece. Wisdom, Philosophy; see Reason and Thought. Wisdom, a name to shake All evil dreams of power. Tennyson: The Poet. How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Milton: Comus. Let time that makes you homely, make you sage, What is it to be wise? "Tis but to know how little can be known; Parnell. Pope: Essay on Man. True wisdom, laboring to expound, heareth others readily; False wisdom, sturdy to deny, closeth up her mind to argument. Tupper: Proverbial Philosophy. Sublime Philosophy! Thou art the patriarch's ladder, reaching heaven, We see thee, like the patriarch, but in dreams, Wisdom and Goodness are twin-born, one heart Cowper: Expostulation. The clouds may drop down titles and estates; Young: Night Thoughts. What were the wise man's plan? Through this sharp, toil-set life, And win what's won by strife. Matthew Arnold: Empedocles on Etna. The stream from Wisdom's well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible. Bayard Taylor: Wisdom of All. Wit; see Mirth and Laughter. Look, he's winding up the watch of his wit; Shakespeare: Tempest. Wit is the loadstar of each human thought, Wit is the tool by which all things are wrought. Greene: From Alcida. |