And so, without more circumstance at all,
I hold it fit, that we shake hands and part.
Hamlet, Act i.  Sc. 5.  SHAKESPEARE.

Fare thee well;
The elements be kind to thee, and make
Thy spirits all of comfort!
Antony and Cleopatra, Act iii.  Sc. 2.  SHAKESPEARE.

Alas, and farewell!  But there’s no use in grieving,
For life is made up of loving and leaving.
Written in an Album.  R.W.  RAYMOND.

FARMING.

  Ill husbandry braggeth
    To go with the best: 
  Good husbandry baggeth
    Up gold in his chest.
Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry, Ch.  LII.  T. TUSSER.

  Ye rigid Ploughmen! bear in mind
    Your labor is for future hours. 
  Advance! spare not! nor look behind! 
    Plough deep and straight with all your powers!
The Plough.  R.H.  HORNE.

  Here Ceres’ gifts in waving prospect stand,
  And nodding tempt the joyful reaper’s hand.
Windsor Forest.  A. POPE.

  When weary reapers quit the sultry field,
  And, crowned with corn, their thanks to Ceres yield.
Summer.  A. POPE.

  Heap high the farmer’s wintry hoard! 
    Heap high the golden corn! 
  No richer gift has Autumn poured
    From out her lavish horn!
The Corn-Song.  J.G.  WHITTIER.

  The cattle are grazing,
    Their heads never raising: 
  There are forty feeding like one!
The Cock is Crowing.  W. WORDSWORTH.

FASHION.

  Fashion—­a word which knaves and fools may use,
  Their knavery and folly to excuse.
Rosciad.  C. CHURCHILL.

The fashion wears out more apparel than the man. Much Ado about Nothing, Act iii.  Sc. 3.  SHAKESPEARE.

Nothing exceeds in ridicule, no doubt,
A fool in fashion, but a fool that’s out;
His passion for absurdity’s so strong
He cannot bear a rival in the wrong. 
Though wrong the mode, comply:  more sense is shown
In wearing others’ follies than our own.
Night Thoughts, Night II.  DR. E. YOUNG.

                 Nothing is thought rare
  Which is not new, and followed; yet we know
  That what was worn some twenty years ago
  Comes into grace again.
The Noble Gentleman:  Prologue.  BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER.

I’ll be at charges for a looking-glass,
And entertain some score or two of tailors,
To study fashions to adorn my body.
King Richard III., Act i.  Sc. 2.  SHAKESPEARE.

Let’s do it after the high Roman fashion. Antony and Cleopatra, Act iv.  Sc. 15.  SHAKESPEARE.

FATE.

  Success, the mark no mortal wit,
  Or surest hand, can always hit: 
  For whatsoe’er we perpetrate,
  We do but row, we’re steered by Fate,
  Which in success oft disinherits,
  For spurious causes, noblest merits,
Hudibras, Pt.  I. Canto I.  S. BUTLER.