243. Wine is like anger; for it makes us strong, The strength is quickly lost, we feel the error long! 244. Crabbe. Evil and strong, seducing passions prey 245. Should we a foul, ungenerous action dread Ib. IN VIRTUE'S FREEDOM MORE'S TH' ENLIGHTENED MIND. 246. Ib. Who often reads, will sometimes wish to write. 247. Hypocrisy, the only evil that walks Invisible, except to God alone, Ib. By his permissive will, through heaven and earth. 248. Milton. Oft though wisdom, wake suspicion sleeps At wisdom's gate, and to simplicity Resigns her charge, while goodness thinks no ill Where no ill seems. Ib. D 249. Know that in the soul Are many lesser faculties that serve REASON as chief. 250. Ib. Reason the power To guess at right and wrong, the twinkling lamp Of wand'ring life, that winks and wakes by turns, Fooling the follower betwixt shade and shining. 251. Wits, just like fools, at war about a name, 252. Pleasure, or wrong or rightly understood, Congreve. Pope. Ib. 253. One MASTER PASSION in the breast Like Aaron's serpent, swallows up the rest. 254. Ib. The same ambition can destroy or save Ib. 255. Vice is a monster of so frightful mien Ib. 256. Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, 257. Ib. Know then this truth (enough for man to know) 258. Be good yourself, nor think another's shame 259. Ib. Lyttleton. Seek to be good, but aim not to be great, 260. A cunning woman is a knavish fool. 261. Full many a gem of purest ray serene, 262. Those who in quarrels interpose, 263. All upstarts, insolent in place, Ib. Ib. Gray. Gay. Ib. 264. An open foe may prove a curse, But a pretended friend is worse. Ib. 265. Without a name reprove and warn, Here none are hurt, and all may learn. Ib. Of all the fools that pride can boast, Ib. 270. I hold it rash at any time, To deal with fools disposed to rhyme. 271. Wilkie. Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state. 272. Begin with gentle toils; and, as your nerves Pope. Akenside. 273. May my song soften, as thy daughters I 274. As all is dulness, when the fancy's bad, 275. Thomson. Buckingham. Be wise to-day; 'tis madness to defer; 276. Young. Then stay the present instant, dear Horatio; 'Tis of more worth than kingdoms! far more precious |