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For angling-rod, he took a sturdy oak;
For line a cable, that in storm ne'er broke;

His hook was baited with a dragon's tail,
And then on rock he stood to bob for whale.

From The Mock Romance, a rhapsody attached to The Loves of Hero and Leander, published in London in the years 1653 and 1677. Chambers's Book of Days, Vol. i. p. 173; and Daniel's Rural Sports, Supplement, p. 57.

His angle-rod made of a sturdy oak;

His line a cable which in storms ne'er broke ;
His hook he baited with a dragon's tail,

And sat upon a rock, and bobbed for whale.

In Chalmers's British Poets ascribed to William King (1663-
1712). Upon a Giant's Angling.

Count that day lost whose low descending sun
Views from thy hand no worthy action done.1

Author unknown. From Staniford's Art of Reading, 3d ed.,
p. 27, Boston, 1803.

I do not give you to posterity as a pattern to imitate, but as an example to deter.

Letters of Junius. Letter xii. To the Duke of Grafton.

The heart to conceive, the understanding to direct, or the hand to execute.2

Letter xxxvii. City Address and the King's Answer.

1 In the Preface to Mr. Nichol's work on Autographs, among other albums noticed by him as being in the British Museum is that of David Krieg, with Jacob Bobart's autograph, and the verses: —

"Virtus sua gloria."

Think that day lost whose descending sun

Views from thy hand no noble action done.

Bobart died about 1726. He was a son of the celebrated botanist of that name. The verses are given as an early instance of their use.

2 Compare Clarendon. Page 168.

Private credit is wealth, public honour is security; the feather that adorns the royal bird supports its flight; strip him of his plumage, and you fix him to the earth. Letters of Junius. Letter xlii. Affair of the Falkland Islands. Still so gently o'er me stealing,

Mem'ry will bring back the feeling,

Spite of all my grief revealing,

That I love thee, that I dearly love thee still.

From the Opera of La Sonnambula.

Happy am I, from care I'm free

Why ar' n't they all contented like me?

From the Opera of La Bayadère.

It is so soon that I am done for,

I wonder what I was begun for.

Epitaph on a Child who died at the Age of Three Weeks.
(Cheltenham Churchyard.)

Mater ait natæ, dic natæ, natam
Ut moneat natæ, plangere filiolam.1

The mother to her daughter spake:
Daughter, said she, arise,

Thy daughter to her daughter take,
Whose daughter's daughter cries.1

A Distich, according to Zwingler, on a Lady of the Family
of the Dalburgs, who saw her descendants to the sixth
generation.

A woman's work, grave sirs, is never done.

From a Poem spoken by Mr. Eusden at a Cambridge Commencement. It was the second time printed, London, 1714.

1 The mother said to her daughter, Daughter, bid thy daughter tell her daughter that her daughter's daughter hath a daughter. Translated from the Theatrum Vita Humanæ, Vol. iii., by George Hakewill. Apologie, Book iii. Ch. v. Sec. 9.

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So frail a thing is man.

Now I lay me down to take my sleep,

I pray the Lord my soul to keep;

If I should die before I wake,

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Ibid.

Ibid.

His wife, with nine small children and one at the breast, following him to the stake.

Ibid. Martyrdom of Mr. John Rogers. Burnt at Smithfield, Feb. 14, 1554.

OLD TESTAMENT.

It is not good that the man should be alone.

Genesis ii. 18.

In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread. For dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.

The mother of all living.

Am I my brother's keeper?

My punishment is greater than I can bear.

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iii. 19.

iii. 20.

iv. 9.

iv. 13.

vi. 4.

There were giants in the earth in those days.
The dove found no rest for the sole of her foot. viii. 9.

Whoso sheddeth man's blood, by man shall his blood be shed.

In a good old age.

ix. 6.

xv. 15.

His hand will be against every man, and every man's hand against him.

xvi. 12.

Bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave.

Unstable as water, thou shalt not excel.

xlii. 38.

xlix. 4.

I have been a stranger in a strange land. Exodus ii. 22.

A land flowing with milk and honey.

Exodus iii. 8; Jeremiah xxxii. 22.

Exodus x. 21.

Darkness which may be felt.

The Lord went before them by day in a pillar of a cloud, to lead them the way; and by night in a pillar of fire.

When we sat by the fleshpots.

xiii. 21.

xvi. 3.

Man doth not live by bread only. Deuteronomy viii. 3.

The wife of thy bosom.

xiii. 6.

Eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot.

Blessed shall be thy basket and thy store.

xix. 21.

xxviii. 5.

The secret things belong unto the Lord our God.

He kept him as the apple of his eye.

As thy days, so shall thy strength be.

xxix. 29.

xxxii. 10.

xxxiii. 25.

His eye was not dim, nor his natural force abated.

xxxiv. 7.

I am going the way of all the earth. Joshua xxiii. 14. I arose a mother in Israel.

Judges v. 7.

The stars in their courses fought against Sisera. v. 20.

She brought forth butter in a lordly dish.

v. 25.

Is not the gleaning of the grapes of Ephraim better

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Whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God.

Quit yourselves like men.

Is Saul also among the prophets?

A man after his own heart.

Ruth i. 16.

1 Samuel iv. 9.

x. 11.

xiii. 14.

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