And to her faults whate'er they are be blind. Prologue to the Royal Mischief. Abra was ready ere I called her name; Solomon on the Vanity of the World. Part ii. Now fitted the halter, now traversed the cart, The Thief and the Cordelier. Of two evils I have chose the least.* Imitation of Horace. Here lies what once was Matthew Prior ;† The son of Adam and of Eve: Can Bourbon or Nassau claim higher? Epitaph on Himself. Odds life! must one swear to the truth of a song? That, if weak women went astray, A Better Answer. Their stars were more in fault than they. * Hans Carvel. Of two evils the less is always to be chosen.-THOMAS A KEMPIS. Imitation of Christ. Book iii. Ch. 12. The following epitaph was written long before the time of Prior :— Johnnie Carnegie lais heer, Descendit of Adam and Eve, Gif ony con gang hieher, Ise willing give him leve. The end must justify the means. And virtue is her own reward. Hans Carvel. Ode in Imitation of Horace. B. iii. Od. 2. That air and harmony of shape express, Fine by degrees, and beautifully less.* Henry and Emma. Our hopes, like tow'ring falcons, aim At objects in an airy height; Is from afar to view the flight. To the Hon. Charles Montague. JOSEPH ADDISON. 1672-1719. CATO. HE dawn is overcast, the morning lowers, THE And heavily in clouds brings on the day, The great, the important day, big with the fate Acti. Sc. 1. Thy steady temper, Portius, Can look on guilt, rebellion, fraud, and Cæsar, Acti. Sc. 1. In the calm lights of mild philosophy. 'Tis not in mortals to command success, But we'll do more, Sempronius: we'll deserve it. Acti. Sc. 2. *Fine by defect and delicately weak.-POPE, p. 183. Blesses his stars and thinks it luxury. Acti. Sc. 4. 'Tis pride, rank pride, and haughtiness of soul; I think the Romans call it stoicism. Acti. Sc. 4. Were you with these, my prince, you'd soon forget The pale, unripened beauties of the North. Acti. Sc. 4. The virtuous Marcia towers above her sex. Act i. Sc. 4. My voice is still for war. Gods! can a Roman senate long debate Which of the two to choose, slavery or death? When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, It must be so.—Plato, thou reasonest well. Activ. Sc. 2. Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; Act v. Sc. I. 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man. I'm weary of conjectures. My death and life, Act v. Sc. 1. Act v. Sc. I. My bane and antidote, are both before me. Act v. Sc. 1. The soul secured in her existence, smiles Act v. Sc. 1. The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds. Act v. Sc. 1. And, pleased the Almighty's orders to perform, For wheresoe'er I turn my ravished eyes, And still I seem to tread on classic ground.t The moon takes up the wondrous tale, * Frequently ascribed to Pope. Dunciad. Book iii. Line 264. Malone states that this was the first time the phrase, classic ground, since so common, was ever used. THE COLLEY CIBBER. 1671-1757. HE aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome, Now by St. Paul the work goes bravely on. Act iii. Sc. 1. I've lately had two spiders Crawling upon my startled hopes. Now tho' thy friendly hand has brushed 'em from me, Yet still they crawl offensive to my eyes ; I would have some kind friend to tread upon 'em. * Vio. I pity you. Oli. That's a degree to love. Act iv. Sc. 3. SHAKSPERE. Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 1. + Quæris Alcidæ parem? Nemo est nisi ipse. SENECA. Hercules Furens. Acti. Sc. I. |