Him of the western dome, whose weighty sense Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquence.

Beware the fury of a patient man.'

*

Part i. Line 868.

Part i. Line 1005.

For every inch, that is not fool, is rogue.

Part ii. Line 463.

CYMON AND IPHIGENIA.

He trudged along, unknowing what he sought,
and whistled as he went, for want of thought.

The fool of nature stood with stupid eyes,
And gaping mouth, that testified surprise.

Line 84.

Line 107.

She hugged the offender, and forgave the offence. Sex to the last.

Line 367.

And raw in fields the rude militia swarms;

Mouths without hands: maintained at vast ex

pense,

In peace a charge, in war a weak defence;

Stout once a month they march, a blustering band, And ever, but in times of need, at hand.

Line 400

Of seeming arms to make a short essay,
Then hasten to be drunk, the business of the day.

*Furor fit læsâ sæpius patientiâ.

Line 407.

PUBLIUS SYRUS.

Like a painted Jove,

Kept idle thunder in his painted hand.

Annus Mirabilis. Stanza 39.

Errors like straws upon the surface flow;

He who would search for pearls must dive below. All for Love. Prologue.

Men are but children of a larger growth.

Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Your ignorance is the mother of your devotion The Maiden Queen. Act i. Sc. 2.

to me.

But Shakspeare's magic could not copied be;
Within that circle none durst walk but he.

The Tempest. Prologue.

I am as free as nature first made man,
Ere the base laws of servitude began,
When wild in woods the noble savage ran.

The Conquest of Grenada. Part i. Act i. Sc. 1.

Forgiveness to the injured does belong;

But they ne'er pardon who have done the wrong.* Ibid. Part ii. Act i. Sc. 2.

When I consider life, 'tis all a cheat.

Yet fooled with hope, men favor the deceit ;
Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay:
To-morrow's falser than the foriner day;

Lies worse; and while it says, "We shall be blest
With some new joys," cuts off what we possessed.

* Quos læserunt et oderunt. Seneca, De Ira, Lib. ii, cap. xxxiii.

Proprium humani ingenii est odisse quem læseris. — Tacitus, Agricola, 42, 4.

Strange cozenage! none would live past years

again,

Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain ;
And from the dregs of life think to receive
What the first sprightly running could not give.

Aurengzebe. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Edipus. Act iii. Sc. 1.

His hair just grizzled

As in a green old age.

Of no distemper, of no blast he died,

But fell like autumn fruit that mellowed long;
Even wondered at, because he dropt no sooner.
Fate seemed to wind him up for fourscore years;
Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more:
Till like a clock worn out with eating time,
The wheels of weary life at last stood still.

Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 1.

She, though in full blown flower of glorious

beauty,

Grows cold, even in the summer of her age.

Ibid. Act iv. Sc. 1.

There is a pleasure sure

In being mad which none but madmen know.
The Spanish Friar. Act ii. Sc. 1.

This is the porcelain clay of human kind.*

Don Sebastian. Act i. Sc. 1.

Look round the habitable world, how few
Know their own good, or, knowing it, pursue.

Translation of Juvenal's 10th Satire,

* The precious porcelain of human clay.

Byron. Don Juan. Canto iv. St. 11.

Thespis, the first professor of our art,

At country wakes sung ballads from a cart. Prologue to Lee's Sophonisba

Happy the man, and happy he alone,

He, who can call to-day his own:

He who, secure within, can say,

To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived to-day. Imitation of Horace. Book i. Ode 29. Line 65.

But Shadwell never deviates into sense.

Mac Flecknoe. in 20. T

e s ectacles f bo ks.

Essay on Dramatic Poetry.

Love endures no tie,

And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.*

Palamon and Arcile. Book ii.

For Art may err, but Nature cannot miss.

The Cock and Fox. Line 452.

And that one hunting, which the devil design'd For one fair female, lost him half the kind.

Theodore and Honoria.

Three Poets, in three distant ages born,
Greece, Italy, and England did adorn ;
The first in loftiness of thought surpassed,
The next in majesty, in both the last.
The force of nature could no further go;
To make a third she joined the former two..

*Perjuria ridet amantium

Jupiter.

On Milton.

TIBULLUS. Lib. iii. El. 6. Line 49.

A Latin proverb translated by Shakspeare, Dryden, and

others.

BAXTER.—BUNYAN: — KING.

173

RICHARD BAXTER. 1615-1691.

I preached as never sure to preach again,
And as a dying man to dying men.

Love breathing Thanks and Praise.

JOHN BUNYAN. 1628-1688.

And so I penned

It down, until at last it came to be,

For length and breadth, the bigness which you Apology for his Book.

see.

Some said, "John, print it," others said, "Not so," Some said, "It might do good," others said, "No."

The Slough of Despond.

Ibid.

Pilgrim's Progress.

WILLIAM KING. 1663-1712.

And sat upon a rock, and bobbed for whale.

Upon a Giant's Angling.

Faint heart ne'er won fair lady.*

Orpheus and Eurydice. Line 134.

* And let us mind, faint heart ne'er won

A lady fair.

Burns to Dr. Blacklock