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Lovely in death the beauteous ruin lay ;
Night iii. Line 104. Heaven's sovereign saves all beings but himself, That hideous sight,-a naked human heart.
Night iii. Line 226. The knell, the shroud, the mattock, and the grave, The deep damp vault, the darkness, and the worm.
Night iv. Line 10. Man makes a death, which Nature never made.*
Night iv. Line 15. Wishing, of all employments is the worst.
Night iv. Line 71. Man wants but little, nor that little, long."
Night iv. Line 118. A God all mercy, is a God unjust. Night iv. Line 233.
'T is impious in a good man to be sad.
Night iv. Line 676. A Christian is the highest style of man..
Night iv. Line 788. Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die.
Night iv. Line 843. By night an atheist half-believes a God.
Night v. Line 177.
* And taught the sons of men To make a death which Nature never made.
BEILBY PORTEUS. Death. † Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
GOLDSMITH. The Hermit. A Christian is God Almighty's gentleman.
J. C. HARE. Guesses at Truth.
Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew,
Night v. Line 600.
Night v. Line 661. While man is growing, life is in decrease ; And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb. Our birth is nothing but our death begun.*
Night v. Line 717. That life is long which answers life's great end.
Night v. Line 773. man of wisdom is the man of years.
Night v. Line Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow.
Night v. Line 1017. Pigmies are pigmies still, though perched on Alps, And pyramids are pyramids in vales. Night vi. Line 309.
Virtue alone outbuilds the Pyramids;
Night vi. Line 314. And all may do, what has by man been done.
Night vi. Line 606. The man that blushes is not quite a brute.
Night vii. Line 496. Prayer ardent opens heaven.
Night viii. Line 721.
A man of pleasure is a man of pains. Night viii. Line 793.
To frown at pleasure, and to smile in pain.
Night viii. Line 1054.
* Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave.-BISHOP Hall's Epistles, Dec. iii. Epist. ii.
Final Ruin fiercely drives Her ploughshare o'er creation.* Night ix. Line 167.
An undevout astronomer is mad.
Vight ix. Line 771.
The course of Nature is the art of God.+
Night ix. Line 1267.
LOVE OF FAME.
The love of praise, howe'er concealed by art
Satire i. Line 51.
Satire i. Line 89.
Satire i. Line 238. Where nature's end of language is declined, And men talk only to conceal the mind. S
Satire ii. Line 207.
Be wise with speed ; A fool at forty is a fool indeed. Satire i. Line 282.
* Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives elate
Full on thy bloom. BURNS. To a Mountain Daisy.
SIR THOMAS BROWNE. Religio Medici, Sect. xvi.
Rowe. The Fair Penitent. Prologue. $ The germ of this thought is found in Jeremy Taylor: Lloyd, South, Butler, Young, and Goldsmith have repeated it after him; see page 382.
Think nought a trifle, though it small appear ;
Satire vi. Line 208.
One to destroy, is murder by the law;
Satire vii. Line 55.
Satire vii. Line
The blood will follow where the knife is driven,
The Revenge. Act v. Sc. 1.
Ibid. Act v. Sc. 2.
Accept a miracle, instead of wit,
Lines written with the Diamond Pencil of Lord Chesterfield.t Time elaborately thrown away. The Last Day. Book i.
In records that defy the tooth of time.
The Statesman's Creed.
* Initated by Crabbe in the Parish Register, Part i., Introduction, and taken originally from Burton's Anatomy of Melancholy, Part iii. Sect. 2. Mem. 1. Subs. 2. 'But to enlarge or illustrate this power or effects of love is to set a candle in the sun.'
† From Mitford's Life of Young.
FLOWER, when offered in the bud,
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.
Glory to the Father and the Son.
Hush ! my dear, lie still and slumber;
Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head.
A Cradle Hymn.