My lord, they say, has wit.-for what? for writing?-no; for writing not.

Old Epigram.

Haidenröslein.

Sah ein Knab' ein Röslein stehn,
Röslein auf der Haiden,

war so jung und morgenschön,
lief er schnell es nah zu sehn,
sah's mit vielen Freuden.
Röslein, Röslein, Röslein roth,
Röslein auf der Haiden.

Knabe sprach: Ich breche dich,
Röslein auf der Haiden!
Röslein sprach: Ich steche dich,
daß du ewig denkst an mich,
und ich will's nicht leiden.
Röslein, Röslein, Röslein roth,
Röslein auf der Haiden.

und der wilde Knabe brach
's Röslein auf der Haiden;
Röslein wehrte sich und stach,
half ihr doch kein Weh und Ach,
mußt' es eben leiden.

Röslein, Röslein, Röslein roth,
Röslein auf der Haiden.

Nobody at Home.

GOETHE.

You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come : knock as you will, there's nobody at home.

Tuta Silentio Merces.

HIRRO sapit, memorant.-quod scripserit ?-absit ab illo

dedecus hoc; scribit quod nihil, Hirro sapit.

Puer et Rosa.

TERMINOS extra puerum uagantem
perculit florens rosa : risit aer,

et puer risit, tenerique floris

arsit amore.

rosa tenella, gemma amata,
rosa quieto rure nata.

'te tuo uellam, rosa pulchra, ramo,'
clamat. 'audaces,' ait illa, 'palmas
abstine, spinis lacerande nostris
inuide praedo.'

rosa tenella, gemma amata,
rosa quieto rure nata.

ille nil instat metuens pericli;
illa luctatur gemituque uano
plorat infelix; ope destitutam
subsecat hostis.

rosa misella, gemma amata,
rosa maligna luce nata.

Nemo domi est.

QVI cerebrum pulsas, uenturaque grandia credis consilia, a tandem desine: nemo domist.

Epitaph on an Infant.

ON life's wild ocean sorrowful and pained how many voyagers their course perform! this little bark a kinder fate obtained;

it reached the harbour ere it met the storm.

Self-satisfaction unsatisfied.

NONE are so soon tired of their own company as those coxcombs who are on the best terms with themselves.

COLTON.

Tory Epigram.

THE king*, observing with judicious eyes

the state of both his universities,

to Oxford sent a troop of horse and why?

that learned body wanted loyalty.

to Cambridge books he sent, as well discerning how much that loyal body wanted learning.

THE king to Oxford sent a troop of horse, for Tories own no argument but force. on the other hand to Cambridge books he sent, for Whigs allow no force but argument.

The Calumniator.

LIE on, while my revenge shall be
to speak the very truth of thee.

A.

A.

Parta Quies.

PONDERE curarum nimioque oppressa dolore
triste secat uitae plurima cumba fretum;
haec ratis in portum fato meliore cucurrit
ante procellosis quam foret icta Notis.

Numquam magis solus quam cum solus. QVOD non tecum habitare potes, non solus es usquam, prodigium est, tantum qui tibi, Balbe, places.

Suum cuique.

DVM populi spectat mores oculoque gemellas rex academias inuigilante notat,

cur equitum mittit tibi turmam, Oxonia? quod tu sis bene docta quidem sed male fida sibi.

at cur mille libris donat te, Granta? quod istic sit bene fida sibi sed male docta cohors.

Par pari relatum.

REX equitum turmam tibi, cur, Oxonia, mittit? quod uis regicolis pro ratione ualet.

cur donet te, Granta, libris, hinc collige, quod uis unica poplicolis in ratione sita est.

Ludere par impar.

FALSA loqui de me pergas, par reddere nolim,
Cotta, pari: de te sat mihi uera loqui.

The Gudewife.

AND are ye sure the news is true?
and are ye sure he's weel?

is this a time to talk o' wark?
ye jads, lay by your wheel.
is this a time to talk o' wark
when Colin's at the door?
gi'e me my cloak, I'll to the quay,
and see him come ashore.

for there's nae luck about the house,
there's nae luck ava,

there's little pleasure in the house,

when our gudeman's awa.

sae true's his word, sae smooth his speech,

his breath like caller air,

his very fit has music in't
as he comes up the stair.

and will I see his face again?
and will I hear him speak?

I'm downright dizzie with the thought,

in troth I'm like to greet.

The Miser's Feast.

MICKLE.

HIS chimney smokes: it is some omen dire: the neighbours are alarmed, and cry out, Fire!

Auf den Selius.

A.

Du lebst nicht, wie du lehrst; dies ärgert die Gemein' daß Lehr' und Leben nicht bei dir stimm' überein. sie irret; du bist recht; du zeigest uns mit beiden, durch Lehren, was zu thun, durch Thaten, was zu meiden.

A. GRYPHIUS.