If all the year were playing holidays,
To sport would be as tedious as to work;
But when they seldom come, they wished-for come,
And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents.
SHAKS.: _1 Henry IV.,_ Act i., Sc. 2.
There were his young barbarians all at play;
There was their Dacian mother: he, their sire,
Butcher'd to make a Roman holiday!
BYRON: _Ch. Harold,_ Canto iv., St. 141.