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“The humourous (i.e. humid) air shall mix

her solemn tunes With thy sad words."

Ben Jonson, vol. 2, p. 237.

Cynthia's Revels.

men

Shall make me to accuse, howe'er provoked."

Ibid. p. 72.

“But such is the perverseness of our nature,

" Nessuno è reo, That if we once but fancy levity,

Se basta a'falli sui How antic and ridiculous soe'er

Per difesa portar l'esempio altrui." It suit with us, yet will our muffled thought

METASTASIO, vol. I, p. 17. Choose rather not to see it, than avoid it:

Artaserse.
And if we can but banish our own sense,
We act our mimic tricks with that free

“ Ordina in guisa license,

Gli umani eventi il Ciel, che tutti a tutti That lust, that pleasure, that security, Siam necessarj; e il più felice spesso As if we practised in a paste-board case, Nel più misero trova And no one saw the motion, but the motion." | Che sperar, che temer." Ibid. p. 252.

Ibid.

p.

181. Adriano.

p. 195.

“Men speak ill of thee : so they be ill men,

“ Poco è funesta If they spake worse, 'twere better; for of L'altrui fortuna, such

Quando non resta To be dispraised, is the most perfect praise.

Ragione alcuna What can his censure hurt me, whom the

Nè di pentirsi, nè d'arrosser." world

Ibid.
Hath censured vile before me !"
Ibid. p. 281. LEPIDUS.

“ Arts, Arrantius ? “ Years are beneath the spheres; and time None but the plain and passive fortitude, makes weak

To suffer and be silent; never stretch Things under heaven, not powers which These arms against the torrent; live at govern heaven."

Ibid.
p. 375.

hoine

With my own thoughts, and innocence about “ The rest of greatness princes may com

me, mand,

Not tempting the wolves' jaws: these are my And therefore may neglect; only a long, arts."-Ben Jonson. Sejanus, p. 104.

" What a wild muster's here of attributes | Handsome and neat; but then as they grew To express a worm,-a snake.”—Ibid. p. 115. out

Said of the serpent which came out of his At the elbows again, or had a stain or spot, statue,—but applicable to adulatory epithets They have sunk most wretchedly." of dignity. " It is a note

I

WONDER gentlemen Of upstart greatness, to observe and watch And men of means will not maintain themFor these poor trifles, which the noble mind selves

[highest : Neglects and scorns.

Fresher in wit, I mean in clothes, to the – Aye, and they think themselves For he that's out of clothes is out of fashion, Deeply dishonoured where they are omitted, And out of fashion is out of countenance, (As if they were necessities that helped And out of countenance is out of wit." To the perfection of their dignities,)

Ben Jonson. Staple of News, And hate the men that but refrain them."

vol. 5, pp. 177-8. Ibid. p. 137.

A rich piece of French eloquence. The “ Beauty, wit, and grace,

night after the battle of Toulouse." Le The elements of active delicacy,

silence, muet de sa nature, n'y parlait pas, Those all-eye-pleasing harmonies of sight

mais il poussait des gemissemens confus qui Which do enchant men's fancies, and stir up perçaient l'âme."

Precis Historique de la The life blood of dull earth."

Battaile, part 3, p. 156.
Machin's Dumb Knight.

Old Play, vol. 4, p. 383. " Good Master Picklock, with your worm-
" AYE! well done!

ing brain Promises are no fetters: with that tongue

And wriggling engine-head of maintenance,

Which I shall see you hole with very shortly. Thy promise past, unpromise it again. Wherefore has man a tongue of power to

A fine round head, when those two lugs

To trundle through a pillory." [are off, speak,

Ben Jonson. Staple of News, But to speak still to his own private purpose ?

vol. 5, p. 298. Beasts utter but one sound ; but men have change

[them, Of speech, and reason, even by nature given And guilty race of men, that dare to stand

" A POOR affrighted Now to say one thing, and another now,

No breath of truth, but conscious to themAs best may serve their profitable ends."

selves CHAPMAN. All Fools.

Of their no-wit or honesty, ran routed Old Play, vol. 4. p. 129.

At every panic terror themselves bred, “ BELIEVE it, sir, Where else as confident as sounding brass, That clothes do much upon the wit, as Their tinkling captain, Cymbal, and the rest weather

Dare put on any visor to deride Does on the brain : and thence, sir, comes The wretched, or with buffoon license, jest your proverb,

[perience At whatsoe'er is serious, if not sacred.” The tailor makes the man. I speak by ex

Ibid. p. 307. Of my own customers. I have had gallants Both court and country, would have foold

The Hours, you up

That open-handed sit upon the clouds, In a new suit, with the best wits in being, And press the liberality of Heaven, And kept their speed as long as their clothes Down to the laps of thankful men.” lasted

Ibid. New Inn, p. 347.

U U

TRUE Valour.

“ Rosy modesty.”—Ibid. p

113. “ It is the greatest virtue, and the safety

This is in Albumazar's impudent mouth, Of all mankind; the object of it is danger. and said of himself; but for bashfulness it A certain mean 'twixt fear and confidence. is the prettiest of epithets. No inconsiderate rashness, or vain appetite Of false encountering formidable things, CONDITION of man. But a true science of distinguishing

“A baser state than what was first asWhat's good or evil. It springs out of reason

sign'd; And tends to perfect honesty ; the scope

Whereon (to curb the too-aspiring Is always honour, and the public good,

mind), It is no valour for a private cause."

The better things were lost, the worst were Ibid. p. 412.

left behind.”—PH. FLETCHER. C. 2. "Fear to do base unworthy things is valour; If they be done to us, to suffer them

“ The Sun with gentle beams his rage Is valour too."

Ibid.

disguises,

And, like aspiring tyrants, temporises, “I NEVER thought an angry person valiant.

Never to be endured, but when he falls or Virtue is never aided by a vice.

rises."

Ibid. C. 3. What need is there of anger and of tumult, When reason can do the same things, and more."

Ibid. p. 413.

“Would God I then had chanced this life to leave,

[did give; “The things true valour's exercised about The tomb straight taking what the womb Are poverty, restraint, captivity,

Then always buried, changing but the grave, Banishment, loss of children, long disease ; I had not lived to die, but died to live." The least is death. Here valour is beheld,

LORD STERLINE. Cresus, p. 40. Properly seen ; about these it is present; Not trivial things which but require our

One of Alexander's victories. confidence."

Ibid. p. 414.

“ Unburied bodies buried all the fields." " And as all knowledge when it is removed

Ibid. Darius, p. 69. And separate from justice, is called craft, Rather than wisdom ; so a mind affecting

“ Love hath larger scopes, Or undertaking dangers for ambition, New joys, new pleasures, of as fresh a date Or any self-pretext, not for the public, As are his minutes ; and in him no hopes Deserves the name of daring, not of valour. Are pure, but those he can perpetuate." And over-daring is as great a vice

Ben Jonson, vol. 8, p. 91. As over-fearing

Love's Triumph. - Yes, and often greater." Ibid. p. 415. “For good men but see death; the wicked

taste it.”—Ibid. p. 195. Epigrams. “How most ridiculous quarrels are all these! Notes of a queasy and sick stomach, labouring

“ AQUELLA CIUDAD, que en siete With want of a true injury.”—Ibid. p. 417.

Montes es hydra de piedra “ Be watchful; have as many eyes as

Pues siete cabezas tiene."
Heaven,

CALDERON, El Magico prodigioso.
And ears as harvest."
Albumazar. Old Play,

“ RETRAXE al oido todos vol. 7, p. 111.

Mis sentidos juntamente." Ibid.

“ El sol cayendo vaya

Et comme en me couchant je souffle ma A sepultarse en las ondas,

chandelle, Que entre obscuras nubes pardas

Je voudrois en mourant éteindre le soleil." Al gran cadaver de oro

Recueil, &c. vol. 4, p. 271. Son monumentos de plata.”—Ibid.

“Mal est gardé ce que garde la crainte.” “C'était l'heure où l'incertitude de la

PASSERAT, &c. vol. 2, p. 111. lumière rend à l'imagination son vague empire, l'heure où la réverie la remet en “O thou soft natural death, that art joint possession de tout ce que lui ôtait la réalité; twin

[comet où le présent disparaît, où l'avenir et le To sweetest slumber! no rough-bearded passé semblent sortir des ténébres.”—Cus- Stares on thy mild departure; the dull owl TINE, vol. 2, p. 338.

Beats not against thy casement; the hoarse

wolf “ The voice so sweet, the words so fair,

Scents not thy carrion! Pity winds thy corse, As some soft chime had stroked' the air ; And though the sound were parted thence,

Whilst horror waits on princes.” Still left an echo in the sense.”

WEBSTER, vol. 1, p. 129. Ben Jonson, vol. 9, p. 70.

“ I do love these ancient ruins ; "All nobility

We never tread upon them, but we set But pride, that schism of incivility, Our foot upon some reverend history, She had, and it became her.”

And questionless. IIere in this open court, Ibid. p. 78. Which now lies naked to the injuries

Of stormy weather, some men lie interr'd OLYMPIA says of Bireno,

Who loved the church so well, and gave so “ Io credea e credo, e creder credo il vero,

largely to it:

[bones Ch' amasse ed ami me con cor sincera."

They thought it should have canopied their Ariosto, c. 9, st. 23.

Till doomsday. But all things have their " For my life,

end,

[like to men,

Churches and cities, which have diseases My sorrow is I have kept it so long well,

Must have like death that we have." With bringing it up unto so ill an end.

Ibid. vol. 1, p. 306. I might have gently lost it in my cradle, Before my nerves and ligaments grew strong

" For it so falls out, To bind it faster to me.”

That what we have we prize not to the MASSINGER, Ol Law, p. 472.

worth

slost, In what an execrable feeling was this Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and written by Montrevil.

Why then we rack the value; then we find “Quand je seray tout prest d'avoir les yeux

The virtue that possession would not show
While it was ours."

[us De l'ombre et de l'horreur d'une nuit

Much Ado about Nothing. eternelle,

act iv. sc. i. Plût aux dieux devant moy voir perir l'univers!

" The fineness of our metal is not found Que ma mort me sembleroit belle !

In fortune's love; for then the bold and J'aurois en expirant un plaisir sans pareil ; The wise and fool, the artist and unread,

coward, | Southey has here inserted with two queries The hard and soft seem all affin'd and kin: -charm ? ---struck ?-J. W. W.

But in the wind and tempest of her frown,

couvers

Distinction, with a broad and powerful fan, “O the fierce wretchedness that glory
Puffing at all, winnows the light away ;

brings us."

Ibid. act iv. sc. ii. And what hath mass or matter, by itself Lies, rich in virtue, and unmingled."

'Tis far off ; Troilus and Cressida, act i. sc. iii.

And rather like a dream, than an assurance

That my remembrance warrants." " A BLUSH

Tempest, act i. sc. ii. Modest as morning when she coldly eyes The youthful Phæbus."

Ibid.

“Such shapes, such gestures, and such

sound, expressing “ Better I were distract;

(Although they want the use of tongue) a So should my thoughts be sever'd from my

kind griefs,

Of excellent dumb discourse." And woes by wrong imaginations, lose

Ibid. act üi. sc. iii. The knowledge of themselves.” King Lear, act iv. sc. vi.

“Dull folly (not the wanton wild,

Imagination's younger child,) “ TO-MORROW, and to-morrow, and to

Has taken lodgings in his face, morrow,

As finding that a vacant place, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

And peeping from his windows, tells To the last syllable of recorded time :

To all beholders where she dwells." And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

ROBERT LLOYD. The way to dusty death." Macbeth, act v. sc. v. “Would you be still more learned than the learn'd ?

[known, On the spheres.

Learn well to know how much need not be What are those ever-turning heavenly And what that knowledge which impairs spheres,

[urns,
your sense.

[food, But wheels that, from our cradles to our

Our needful knowledge, like our needful Wind up our threads of life, that hourly Unhedged, lies open in life's common field, wears,

(turns." | And bids all welcome to the vital feast." And they that soonest die, have happiest

YOUNG, vol. 1, 142. Ty. BANCROFT, Restituta, vol. 2, p. 490.

“No deeper wrinkles yet! Hath sorrow “His qualities were beauteous as his form, struck For maiden-tongued he was, and thereof So many blows upon this face of mine, free.

And made no deeper wounds !” Yet if men moved him, was he such a storm

Richard the Second, act iv. sc. i. As oft 'twixt May and April is to see, When winds breathe sweet, unruly though

“ LEARN, good soul, they be."

To think our former state a happy dream, SHAKSPEAR, Lover's Complaint. From which awaked, the truth of what we are

Shows us but this. I am sworn brother, “He's truly valiant that can wisely suffer sweet, The worst that man can breathe ; and make To grim necessity, and he and I

[carelessly, Will keep a league till death." His outsides ; wear them like his raiment,

Ibid, act v. sc. i. And ne'er prefer his injuries to his heart To bring it into danger."

“ TELL them I Am, Jehovah said Timon of Athens, act iii. sc. v. To Moses, while earth heard in dread ;

his wrongs

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