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So stands the statue that enchants the world,
So bending tries to veil the matchless boast,
The mingled beauties of exulting Greece.

Summer. Line 1346.

Who stemmed the torrent of a downward age. Line 1516.

Autumn nodding o'er the yellow plain. Autumn. Line 2.

Loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, But is, when unadorned, adorned the most.' Line 204.

He saw her charming, but he saw not half

The charms her downcast modesty concealed. Line 229.

For still the world prevailed, and its dread laugh, Which scarce the firm philosopher can scorn. Line 233.

See, Winter comes, to rule the varied year.

Winter. Line 1.

Cruel as death, and hungry as the grave. Line 303.

There studious let me sit, And hold high converse with the mighty dead. Line 431.

The kiss, snatched hasty from the sidelong maid.

Line 625.

These as they change, Almighty Father! these
Are but the varied God. The rolling year

Is full of Thee. Hymn. Line 1.

Shade, unperceived, 60 softening into shade. Line 25. From seeming evil still educing good. Line 114.

1 In naked beauty more adorned, More lovely, than Pandora.

Milton, Paradise Lost, Book iv. Line 713. Come then, expressive silence, muse His praise.

Hymn. Line 118. A pleasing land of drowsyhed it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky: There eke the soft delights, that witchingly Instil a wanton sweetness through the breast, And the calm pleasures, always hovered nigh; But whate'er smacked of noyance, or unrest, Was far, far off expelled from this delicious nest.

The Castle of Indolence. Canto i. Stanza 6.

0 fair undress, best dress! it checks no vein, But every flowing limb in pleasure drowns,

And heightens ease with grace. Stanza 26.

Placed far amid the melancholy main. Stanza 30.

Scoundrel maxim. Ibid.

A bard here dwelt, more fat than bard beseems.

Stanza US.

A little, round, fat, oily man of God. Stanza 89.

I care not, Fortune, what you me deny:
You cannot rob me of free Nature's grace;
You cannot shut the windows of the sky,
Through which Aurora shows her brightening face;
You cannot bar my constant feet to trace

The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve:
Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace,
And I their toys to the great children leave:
Of fancy, reason, virtue, naught can me bereave.

Canto ii. Stanza 3.
Health is the vital principle of bliss,
And exercise of health. Stanza 55


For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove

An unrelenting foe to love;

And, when we meet a mutual heart,

Come in between and bid us part? Song.

Whoe'er amidst the sons Of Reason, valour, liberty, and virtue Displays distinguished merit, is a noble Of Nature's own creating. Coriolanus. Act ill. Sc. 3.

O Sophonisba! Sophonisba, O!' Sophonisba. Act iii. Sc. 2.

When Britain first, at Heaven's command,

Arose from out the azure main, This was the charter of her land,

And guardian angels sung the strain: Rule, Britannia! Britannia rules the waves! Britons never shall be slaves. Alfred. Act ii. Be. 5.

LOUIS THEOBALD. 1691-1744.

None but himself can be his parallel.2

The Double Falsehood.

ROBERT LOWTH. 1710-1787. Where passion leads or prudence points the way.

Choice of Hercules, i.

1 The line was altered, after the second edition, to
"0 Sophonisba! I am wholly thine."
* QuiKris Akido! parein?

Nemo est ni«i ipse. — Seneca, ITtrculet Furtru, i. 1.
And but herself admits no parallel.

Massinger, Duke of Milan, Act iv. Sc. 3.



The law is a sort of hocus-pocus science, that smiles in yer face while it picks yer pocket; and the glorious uncertainty of it is of mair use to the professors than the justice of it. Lore a la Mode. Act ii. Sc. 1.

WILLIAM OLDYS. 1696-1761.

Busy, curious, thirsty fly,
Drink with me, and drink as I.

On a Fly drinking out of a Cup of Ale.

ROBERT DODSLEY. 1703-1764.

One kind kiss before we part,

Drop a tear, and bid adieu; Though we sever, my fond heart

Till we meet shall pant for you. The Parting Kiss.

CHARLES WESLEY. 1708-1788.

A charge to keep I have,

A God to glorify;
A never dying soul to save,

And fit it for the sky. Christian Fidelity.



What's not devoured by Time's devouring hand? Where's Troy, and where's the Maypole in the Strand?

Art of Politics.
But Titus said, with his uncommon sense,
When the Exclusion Bill was in suspense:
'I hear a lion in the lobby roar;
Say, Mr. Speaker, shall we shut the door
And keep him there, or shall we let him in
To try if we can turn him out again ?'l Ibid.

So Britain's monarch once uncovered sat,
While Bradshaw bullied in a broad-brimmed hat.

Man of Taste.


Who dares this pair of boots displace

Must meet Bombastes face to face. Bombastes Furioso.

Bom. So have I heard on Afric's burning shore
A hungry lion give a grievous roar;
The grievous roar echoed along the shore.

Artax. So have I heard on Afric's burning shore
Another lion give a grievous roar,
And the first lion thought the last a bore. Ibid.

1 I hope, said Colonel Titus, we shall not be wise as the frogs to whom Jupiter gave a stork for their king. To trust expedients with such a king on the throne would be just as wise as if there were a lion in the lobby, and we should vote to let him in and chain him, instead of fastening the door to keep him out. — On the Exclusion Bill, January 7,1681.

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