Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway,
And fools who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.1
The Deserted Village. Line 179.

Even children follow'd with endearing wile,
And pluck'd his gown, to share the good man's smile.

Line 183.

As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form,
Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm,
Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread,
Eternal sunshine settles on its head.

Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace
The day's disasters in his morning face;
Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee
At all his jokes, for many a joke had he;
Full well the busy whisper circling round
Convey'd the dismal tidings when he frown'd.
Yet was he kind, or if severe in aught,
The love he bore to learning was in fault;
The village all declar'd how much he knew,
'T was certain he could write and cipher too.

Line 189.

Line 199.

In arguing too, the parson own'd his skill,
For e'en though vanquish'd he could argue still;
While words of learned length and thundering sound
Amaz'd the gazing rustics rang'd around;
And still they gaz'd, and still the wonder grew
That one small head could carry all he knew.
Where village statesmen talk'd with looks profound,
And news much older than their ale went round.

The whitewash'd wall, the nicely sanded floor,
The varnish'd clock that click'd behind the door;
The chest, contriv'd a double debt to pay,
A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day.2

1 See Dryden, page 269.

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Line 209.

Line 223.

Line 227.

2 A cap by night, a stocking all the day -GOLDSMITH: A Description of an Author's Bed-Chamber.

The twelve good rules, the royal game of goose.1
The Deserted Village. Line 232,

To me more dear, congenial to my heart,
One native charm, than all the gloss of art.
And e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy,
The heart distrusting asks if this be joy.
Her modest looks the cottage might adorn,
Sweet as the primrose peeps beneath the thorn.

Line 253.

Line 263.

Line 329.

Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go,
Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe.

Line 344.

In all the silent manliness of grief.

Line 384.

O Luxury! thou curst by Heaven's decree!
Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe,
That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so.

Line 385.

Line 413.

Such dainties to them, their health it might hurt;
It's like sending them ruffles when wanting a shirt.2
The Haunch of Venison.

As aromatic plants bestow
No spicy fragrance while they grow;
But crush'd or trodden to the ground,
Diffuse their balmy sweets around.

8

The Captivity. Act i.

To the last moment of his breath,

On hope the wretch relies;
And even the pang preceding death

Bids expectation rise.*

Act ii.

1 The twelve good rules were ascribed to King Charles I.: 1. Urge no healths. 2. Profane no divine ordinances. 3. Touch no state matters. 4. Reveal no secrets. 5. Pick no quarrels. 6. Make no comparisons. 7. Maintain no ill opinions. 8. Keep no bad company. 9. Encourage no vice. 10. Make no long meals. 11. Repeat no grievances. 12. Lay no

wagers.

2 See Tom Brown, page 286.

8 See Bacon, page 165.

4 The wretch condemn'd with life to part

Still, still on hope relies;

And every pang that rends the heart

Bids expectation rise.

Original MS.

1

Hope, like the gleaming taper's light,
Adorns and cheers our way;1
And still, as darker grows the night,
Emits a brighter ray.

The Captivity. Act ii.

Our Garrick's a salad; for in him we see

Oil, vinegar, sugar, and saltness agree!

Retaliation. Line 11.

Who mix'd reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth: If he had any faults, he has left us in doubt.

Line 24.

Who, born for the universe, narrow'd his mind,
And to party gave up what was meant for mankind;
Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat
To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote.
Who too deep for his hearers still went on refining,
And thought of convincing while they thought of dining:
Though equal to all things, for all things unfit;
Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit.

Line 31.

His conduct still right, with his argument wrong.

Line 46.

A flattering painter, who made it his care

To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are.

Line 63.

Here lies David Garrick, describe me who can,
An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man.

Line 93.

As a wit, if not first, in the very first line.
On the stage he was natural, simple, affecting;
'T was only that when he was off he was acting.

Line 96.

Line 101.

He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack,
For he knew when he pleas'd he could whistle them back.

Who pepper'd the highest was surest to please.

1 Hope, like the taper's gleamy light,

Adorns the wretch's way.

Line 107.

Original MS.

When they talk'd of their Raphaels, Correggios, and stuff, He shifted his trumpet and only took snuff.

Retaliation. Line 145.

The best-humour'd man, with the worst-humour'd Muse.1

Good people all, with one accord,
Lament for Madam Blaize,
Who never wanted a good word
From those who spoke her praise.

Postscript.

Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound,

2 Written in imitation of "Chanson sur le fameux La Palisse," which is attributed to Bernard de la Monnoye :

On dit que dans ses amours

Il fut caressé des belles,

Qui le suivirent toujours,

Tant qu'il marcha devant elles

(They say that in his love affairs he was petted by beauties, who always fol

lowed him as long as he walked before them).

3 While Fell was reposing himself in the hay,

A reptile concealed bit his leg as he lay;

But, all venom himself, of the wound he made light,

And got well, while the scorpion died of the bite.

LESSING: Paraphrase of a Greek Epigram by Demodocus.

A night-cap deck'd his brows instead of bay,-
A cap by night, a stocking all the day.1

Description of an Author's Bed-chamber.

This same philosophy is a good horse in the stable, but an arrant jade on a journey.2 The Good-Natured Man. Act i.

All his faults are such that one loves him still the better for them.

Silence gives consent.3

Measures, not men, have always been my mark.

Act i.

Act ii.

Ibid.

I love everything that's old: old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.5

She Stoops to Conquer. Acti.

Ibid.

The very pink of perfection. The genteel thing is the genteel thing any time, if as be that a gentleman bees in a concatenation accordingly.

I'll be with you in the squeezing of a lemon.

Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no fibs.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Act iii.

We sometimes had those little rubs which Providence sends to enhance the value of its favours.

Vicar of Wakefield. Chap. i.

Handsome is that handsome does."

Ibid.

The premises being thus settled, I proceed to observe that the concatenation of self-existence, proceeding in a reciprocal duplicate ratio, naturally produces a problematical dialogism, which in some measure proves that the

1 See page 397.

2 Philosophy triumphs easily over past evils and future evils, but present evils triumph over it. ROCHEFOUCAULD: Maxim 22.

3 RAY: Proverbs. FULLER: Wise Sentences. Αὐτὸ δὲ τὸ σιγἂν ὁμολο γοῦντος ἐστί σου. EURIPIDES: Iph. Aul., 1142.

4 Measures, not men. - ChesterfielD: Letter, Mar. 6, 1742. Not men, but measures.- BURKE Present Discontents.

5 See Bacon, page 171.

6 See Chaucer, page 4.