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A fool must now and then be right by chance.

Conversation. Line 90. He would not, with a peremptory tone, Assert the nose upon his face his own. Line 121.

A moral, sensible, and well-bred man

Will not affront me, and no other can Line 193.

Pernicious weed! whose scent the fair annoys,

unfriendly to society's chief joys,

Thy worst effect is banishing for hours

The sex whose presence civilizes ours. Line 251.

I cannot talk with civet in the room,

A fine puss-gentleman that's all perfume. Line 283.

The solemn fop; significant and budge;

A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge.1 Line 299.

His wit invites you by his looks to come,

But when you knock it never is at home.'' Line 303.

Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,

Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.8 Line 307.

That good diffused may more abundant grow. Line 443.

Absence of occupation is not rest,

A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.

Retirement. Line C23.

An idler is a watch that wants both hands,

As useless if it goes as if it stands. Line 081.

Built God a church, and laughed his word to scorn.

Line 088.

1 Compare Johnson. Page 315.

2 Compare Pope, Epigram. Page 290.

* Compare Butler, Budibrat, Part ii. Canfo i. Page 218.

The story of the lamp which was supposed to have burned about 1.550 years in the sepulchre of Tullia, the daughter of Cicero, is told by Pancirolliu and others.

Philologists, who chase
A panting syllable through time and space,
Start it at home, and hunt it in the dark,
To Gaul, to Greece, and into Noah's ark.

Retirement, Line 691.
I praise the Frenchman,1 his remark was shrewd,
How sweet, how passing sweet is solitude!
But grant me still a friend in my retreat,
Whom I may whisper, solitude is sweet. Line 739.

A kick that scarce would move a horse

May kill a sound divine. The yearly Distress.

I am monarch of all I survey,

My right there is none to dispute.

Verses supposed to be written by Alexander Selkirk.

O Solitude! where are the charms

That sages have seen in thy face? Jbid.

But the sound of the church-going bell

These valleys and rocks never heard, Ne'er sighed at the sound of a knell,

Or smiled when a Sabbath appeared. Ibid.

How fleet is a glance of the mind!

Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind,

And the swift-winged arrows of light. Ibid.

There goes the parson, O illustrious spark!
And there, scarce less illustrious, goes the clerk.

On observing some names of Little Note. But oars alone can ne'er prevail

To reach the distant coast;
The breath of heaven must swell the sail,

Or all the toil is lost. human frailty.

1 La Bruj-£re.

And the tear that is wiped with a little address,

May be followed perhaps by a smile. The Rose.

'T is Providence alone secures

In every change both mine and yours. A Fable. Moral.

I shall not ask Jean Jaques Rousseau

If birds confabulate or no. Pairing Time Anticipated.

Misses! the tale that I relate
This lesson seems to carry, -
Choose not alone a proper mate,
But proper time to marry. Ibid

That, though on pleasure she was bent,

She had a. frugal mind. History of John Giqain. A hat not much the worse for wear. Ibid.

Now let us sing, Long live the king,
And Gilpin long live he;
And when he next doth ride abroad,

May I be there to see! Ibid.

The path of sorrow, and that path alone,
Leads to the land where sorrow is unknown.

To an Ajlicted Protestant Lady.

United yet divided, twain at once.
So sit two kings of Brentford on one throne.1

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Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds,
Exhilarate the spirit, and restore

The tone of languid nature. Line 181.

The earth was made so various, that the mind
Of desultory man, studious of change,

And pleased with novelty, might be indulged. Line 506. 1 Two King: of Brentford, from Buckingham’s play of The Re

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v^-d aktde the country, and man made the town.1

The Task, Book i. The Sofa. Line 749.

v.> R.H" a lodge in some vast wilderness,2

Some boundless contiguity of shade,

Where rumour of oppression and deceit,

Of unsuccessful or successful war,

Might never reach me more.

Book ii. The timepiece. Line 1.

Mountains interposed

Make enemies of nations who had else,

Like kindred drops, been mingled into one. Line 17.

I would not have a slave to till my ground,

To carry me, to fan me while I sleep,

And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth

That sinews bought and sold have ever earned. Line 29.

Slaves cannot breathe in England; if their lungs

Receive our air, that moment they are free;

They touch our country and their shackles tall.' Lint 40.

Fast-anchored isle. Line 151.

England, with all thy faults I love thee still,

My country ! * Line 206.

Presume to lay their hand upon the ark

Of her magnificent and awful cause. Line 231.

Praise enough
To fill the ambition of a private man,
That Chatham's language was his mother tongue.

Line 235.

1 Compare Bacon, Essays, Of Gardens. Page 138.

2 Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of wayfaring men! — Jeremiah ix. 2.

* Servi peregrini, ut primnm Gallia; fines pcnetraverint codeni momento libcri sunt. — Bodinus, Liber i. c. 5.

* Compare Churchill, The Farewell. Page 357.

There is a pleasure in poetic pains
Which only poets know.1

The Tatk. Book ii. The Timepiece, Line 285.

Transforms old print To zigzag manuscript, and cheats the eyes Of gallery critics by a thousand arts. Line 363.

Reading what they never wrote, Just fifteen minutes, huddle up their work, And with a well-bred whisper close the scene. Line ill.

Whoe'er was edified, themselves were not Line 444.

Variety's the very spice of life,

That gives it all its flavour. Line 606.

She that asks Her dear five hundred friends. Line 642.

His head,
Not yet by time completely silvered o'er,
Bespoke him past the bounds of freakish youth,
But strong for service still, and unimpaired. Line 702.

Domestic happiness, thou only bliss
Of Paradise that has survived the fall!

Book iii. The Garden. Line 41.

Great contest follows, and much learned dust- Line 161.

From reveries so airy, from the toil

Of dropping buckets into empty wells,

And growing old in drawing nothing up. Line 188.

How various his employments whom the world

Calls idle, and who justly in return

esteems that busy world an idler too! Line 352.

1 Compare Dryden, Spanish Frian Page 230.

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