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Is she not more than painting can express,
Or youthful poets fancy when they love?
The Fair Penitent. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Is this that haughty gallant, gay Lothario?
The Fair Penitent. Act v. Sc. i.
[301:1] None think the great unhappy, but the great.—Young: The Love of Fame, satire 1, line 238.
[301:2] But with the morning cool reflection came.—Scott: Chronicles of the Canongate, chap. iv.
Scott also quotes it in his notes to "The Monastery," chap. iii. note 11; and with "calm" substituted for "cool" in "The Antiquary," chap. v.; and with "repentance" for "reflection" in "Rob Roy," chap. xii.
ISAAC WATTS. 1674-1748.Whene'er I take my walks abroad,
How many poor I see!
What shall I render to my God
For all his gifts to me?
Divine Songs. Song iv.
A flower, when offered in the bud,
Is no vain sacrifice.
Divine Songs. Song xii.
And he that does one fault at first
And lies to hide it, makes it two.[301:3]
Divine Songs. Song xv.
Let dogs delight to bark and bite,
For God hath made them so;
Let bears and lions growl and fight,
For 't is their nature too.
Divine Songs. Song xvi.
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But, children, you should never let
Such angry passions rise;
Your little hands were never made
To tear each other's eyes.
Divine Songs. Song xvi.
Birds in their little nests agree;
And 't is a shameful sight
When children of one family
Fall out, and chide, and fight.
Divine Songs. Song xvii.
How doth the little busy bee
Improve each shining hour,
And gather honey all the day
From every opening flower!
Divine Songs. Song xx.
For Satan finds some mischief still
For idle hands to do.
Divine Songs. Song xx.
In books, or work, or healthful play.
Divine Songs. Song xx.
I have been there, and still would go;
'T is like a little heaven below.
Divine Songs. Song xxviii.
Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber!
Holy angels guard thy bed!
Heavenly blessings without number
Gently falling on thy head.
A Cradle Hymn.
'T is the voice of the sluggard; I heard him complain,
"You have wak'd me too soon, I must slumber again."
The Sluggard.
Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high.
Psalm v.
From all who dwell below the skies
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Through every land, by every tongue.
Psalm cxvii.
Fly, like a youthful hart or roe,
Over the hills where spices grow.
Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book i. Hymn 79.
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And while the lamp holds out to burn,
The vilest sinner may return.
Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book i. Hymn 88.
Strange that a harp of thousand strings
Should keep in tune so long!
Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book ii. Hymn 19.
Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.
Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book ii. Hymn 63.
The tall, the wise, the reverend head
Must lie as low as ours.
Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book ii. Hymn 63.
When I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,
I 'll bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book ii. Hymn 65.
There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book ii. Hymn 66.
So, when a raging fever burns,
We shift from side to side by turns;
And 't is a poor relief we gain
To change the place, but keep the pain.
Hymns and Spiritual Songs. Book ii. Hymn 146.
Were I so tall to reach the pole,
Or grasp the ocean with my span,
I must be measured by my soul:
The mind 's the standard of the man.[303:1]
Horæ Lyricæ. Book ii. False Greatness.
To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, Three in One,
Be honour, praise, and glory given
By all on earth, and all in heaven.
Doxology.
[301:3] See Herbert, page 205.
[303:1] I do not distinguish by the eye, but by the mind, which is the proper judge of the man.—Seneca: On a Happy Life (L'Estrange's Abstract), chap. i.
It is the mind that makes the man, and our vigour is in our immortal soul.—Ovid: Metamorphoses, xiii.
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SIR ROBERT WALPOLE. 1676-1745.The balance of power.
Speech, 1741.
Flowery oratory he despised. He ascribed to the interested views of themselves or their relatives the declarations of pretended patriots, of whom he said, "All those men have their price."[304:1]
Coxe: Memoirs of Walpole. Vol. iv. p. 369.
Anything but history, for history must be false.
Walpoliana. No. 141.
The gratitude of place-expectants is a lively sense of future favours.[304:2]
[304:1] "All men have their price" is commonly ascribed to Walpole.
[304:2] Hazlitt, in his "Wit and Humour," says, "This is Walpole's phrase."
The gratitude of most men is but a secret desire of receiving greater benefits.—Rochefoucauld: Maxim 298.
VISCOUNT BOLINGBROKE. 1678-1751.I have read somewhere or other,—in Dionysius of Halicarnassus, I think,—that history is philosophy teaching by examples.[304:3]
On the Study and Use of History. Letter 2.
The dignity of history.[304:4]
On the Study and Use of History. Letter v.
It is the modest, not the presumptuous, inquirer who makes a real and safe progress in the discovery of divine truths. One follows Nature and Nature's God; that is, he follows God in his works and in his word.[304:5]
Letter to Mr. Pope.
[304:3] Dionysius of Halicarnassus (quoting Thucydides), Ars Rhet. xi. 2, says: "The contact with manners then is education; and this Thucydides appears to assert when he says history is philosophy learned from examples."
[304:4] Henry Fielding: Tom Jones, book xi. chap. ii. Horace Walpole: Advertisement to Letter to Sir Horace Mann. Macaulay: History of England, vol. i. chap. i.
[304:5]
Slave to no sect, who takes no private road,
But looks through Nature up to Nature's God.
Pope: Essay on Man, epistle iv. line 331.
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GEORGE FARQUHAR. 1678-1707.Cos. Pray now, what may be that same bed of honour?
Kite. Oh, a mighty large bed! bigger by half than the great bed at Ware: ten thousand people may lie in it together, and never feel one another.
The Recruiting Officer. Act i. Sc. 1.
I believe they talked of me, for they laughed consumedly.
The Beaux' Stratagem. Act iii. Sc. 1.
'T was for the good of my country that I should be abroad.[305:1]
The Beaux' Stratagem. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Necessity, the mother of invention.[305:2]
The Twin Rivals. Act i.
[305:1] Leaving his country for his country's sake.—Fitz-Geffrey: The Life and Death of Sir Francis Drake, stanza 213 (1596).
True patriots all; for, be it understood,
We left our country for our country's good.
George Barrington: Prologue written for the opening of the Play-house at New South Wales, Jan. 16, 1796. New South Wales, p. 152.
[305:2] Art imitates Nature, and necessity is the mother of invention.—Richard Franck: Northern Memoirs (written in 1658, printed in 1694).
Necessity is the mother of invention.—Wycherley: Love in a Wood, act iii. sc. 3 (1672).
Magister artis ingenique largitor
Venter
(Hunger is the teacher of the arts and the bestower of invention).
Persius: Prolog. line 10.
THOMAS PARNELL. 1679-1717.Still an angel appear to each lover beside,
But still be a woman to you.
When thy Beauty appears.
Remote from man, with God he passed the days;
Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
The Hermit. Line 5.
We call it only pretty Fanny's way.
An Elegy to an Old Beauty.
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Let those love now who never loved before;
Let those who always loved, now love the more.
Translation of the Pervigilium Veneris.[306:1]
[306:1] Written in the time of Julius Cæsar, and by some ascribed to Catullus:
Cras amet qui numquam amavit;
Quique amavit, cras amet
(Let him love to-morrow who never loved before; and he as well who has loved, let him love to-morrow).
BARTON BOOTH. 1681-1733.True as the needle to the pole,
Or as the dial to the sun.[306:2]
Song.
[306:2] See Butler, page 215.
EDWARD YOUNG. 1684-1765.Tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep!
Night thoughts. Night i. Line 1.
Night, sable goddess! from her ebon throne,
In rayless majesty, now stretches forth
Her leaden sceptre o'er a slumbering world.
Night thoughts. Night i. Line 18.
Creation sleeps! 'T is as the general pulse
Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause,—
An awful pause! prophetic of her end.
Night thoughts. Night i. Line 23.
The bell strikes one. We take no note of time
But from its loss.
Night thoughts. Night i. Line 55.
Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour.
Night thoughts. Night i. Line 67.
To waft a feather or to drown a fly.
Night thoughts. Night i. Line 154.
Insatiate archer! could not one suffice?
Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain;
And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn.
Night thoughts. Night i. Line 212.
Be wise to-day; 't is madness to defer.[306:3]
Night thoughts. Night i. Line 390.
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Procrastination is the thief of time.
Night Thoughts. Night i. Line 393.
At thirty, man suspects himself a fool;
Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan.
Night thoughts. Night i. Line 417.
All men think all men mortal but themselves.
Night thoughts. Night i. Line 424.
He mourns the dead who lives as they desire.
Night thoughts. Night ii. Line 24.
And what its worth, ask death-beds; they can tell.
Night thoughts. Night ii. Line 51.
Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed:
Who does the best his circumstance allows
Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more.
Night thoughts. Night ii. Line 90.
"I 've lost a day!"—the prince who nobly cried,
Had been an emperor without his crown.[307:1]
Night thoughts. Night ii. Line 99.
Ah, how unjust to Nature and himself
Is thoughtless, thankless, inconsistent man!
Night thoughts. Night ii. Line 112.
The spirit walks of every day deceased.
Night thoughts. Night ii. Line 180.
Time flies, death urges, knells call, Heaven invites,
Hell threatens.
Night thoughts. Night ii. Line 292.
Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile.
Night thoughts. Night ii. Line 334.
'T is greatly wise to talk with our past hours,
And ask them what
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