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with probity and honour. For the mind revolts against all censorian power, which displays pride or pleasure in finding fault; and is wounded by the bare suspicion of such disgraceful tyranny. But advice, divested of the harshness, and yet retaining the honest warmth of truth, “ is like honey put round the brim of a vessel full of worm-wood.” Even this vehicle, however, is sometimes insufficient to conceal the draught of bitterness. --Percival.

DCCCCLXXXV.. God help the man, condemn’d by cruel fate To court the seeming, or the real Great. Much sorrow shall he feel, and suffer more Than any slave who labours at the oar, By slavish methods must he learn to please, By smooth-tongued flattery, that curst court-disease. Supple to every wayward mood strike sail, And shift with shifting humour's peevish gale. To nature dead he must adopt vile art, And wear a smile, with anguish in his heart. A sense of honour would destroy his schemes, And conscience ne'er must speak unless it dreams.

Churchill. DCCCCLXXXVI. If any man should do wrong, merely out of ill-nature, why, yet it is but like the thorn or brier, which prick and scratch, because they can do no other.—Lord Bacon.

DCCCCLXXXVII. There is not any privilege so dear, but it may be extorted from subjects by good usage; and by keeping them always in their good humour.-Marvell.


A name scarce echo to a sound-honesty!
Attend the stately chambers of the great-
It dwells not there, nor in the trading world:
Speaks it-in councils? No the sophist knows
To laugh it thence.


DCCCCLXXXIX. As Sins proceed, they ever multiply, and like figures in arithmetic, the last stands for more than all that went before it.-Sir T. Brown.

DCCCCXC. Oh Liberty! thou goddess, heavenly bright, Profuse of bliss, and pregnant with delight! Eternal pleasures in thy presence reign, And smiling plenty leads thy wanton train. Eas'd of her load, subjection grows more light, And poverty looks cheerful in thy sight: Thou mak’st the gloomy face of nature gay, Giv'st beauty to the sun, and pleasure to the day, Thee, goddess, thee, Britannia's isle adores; How has she oft exhausted all her stores, How oft in fields of death thy presence sought, Nor thinks the mighty prize too dearly bought. On foreign mountains may the sun refine The grape's soft juice, and mellow it to wine; With citron groves adorn a distant soil, And the fat olive swell with floods of oil: We envy not the warmer clime, that lies In ten degrees of more indulgent skies, Nor at the coarseness of our heaven repine, Though o'er our heads the frozen Pleiads shine, 'Tis Liberty that crowns Britannia's isle, And makes her barren rocks and her bleak mountains smile.

Addison DCCCCXCI. I have been considering the little and frivolous things , which give men accesses to one another, and power

with each other, not only in the common and indifferent accidents of life, but also in matters of greater importance. You see, in elections for members to sit in parliament, how far saluting rows of old women, drinking with clowns, and being upon a level with the lowest part

of mankind in that wherein they themselves are lowest, • their diversions, will carry a candidate.--Steele.

- Though sweet Love to conquer, glorious be,
Yet is the pain thereof much greater than the fee.

Spenser. DCCCCXCIII. Education of youth is not a bow for every man to shoot in, that counts himself a teacher; but will require sinews almost equal to those which Homer gave Ulysses.--Milton.

DCCCCXCIV. Tea! how I tremble at thy fatal stream! As Lethe, dreadful to the love of fame. What devastations on thy banks are seen! What shades of mighty names which once have been! A hecatomb of characters supplies

Thy painted altars' dally sacrifice.

, B- , aspers’d by thee, decay,
As grains of finest sugar melt away,
And recommend thee more to mortal taste:
Scandal's the sweetner of a female feast.

Young DCCCCXCV. The sublime of nature is the sky, sun, moon, stars, &c. The profound of nature is gold, pearls, precious stones, and the treasures of the deep, which are inestimable as unknown. But all that lies between these, as corn, flowers, fruits, animals, and things for the mere use of man, are of mean price, and so common, as not to be greatly esteemed by the curious; it being certain that any thing of which we know the true use cannot be invaluable: which affords a solution, why Common Sense hath either been totally despised, or held in small repute, by the greatest modern critics and authors.-Swift.

Unrighteous Lord of Love! what law is this?

That me thou makest thus tormented be:
The whiles she lordeth in licentious bliss

Of her free will, scorning both these and me.

See how the huge tyranness doth joy to see
. The huge massacres which her eyes do make;
And humbled hearts brings captive unto thee,

That thou of them may’st mighty vengeance take. But her proud heart do thou a little shake;

And that high look, with which she doth control All this world's pride, bow to a baser make,

And all her faults in thy black book enrol: That I may laugh at her in equal sort, As she doth laugh at me, and make my pain her sport.

DCCCCXCVII. Spenser. Excess is not the only thing by which Sin mauls and breaks men in their health, and the comfortable enjoyment of themselves thereby, but many are also brought to a very ill and languishing habit of body, by mere idleness; and idleness is itself both a great sin, and the cause of many more. The husbandman returns from the field and manuring his ground, strong and healthy, because innocent and laborious; you find no diet-drinks, no boxes of pills, nor gallipots amongst his provisions; no, he neither speaks nor lives French, he is not so much a gentleman, forsooth. His meals are coarse and short, his employment warrantable, his sleep certain and refreshing, neither interrupted with the lashes of a guilty mind, nor aches of a crazy body. And when old age comes upon him, it comes alone, bringing no other evil with it bui itself: but when it comes to wait upon a great and worshipful sinner (who for many years has had the reputation of eating well and doing ill) it comes (as it ought to do to a person of such quality) attended by a long train and retinue of rheums, coughs, catarrhs, and dropsies, together with many girds and convulsions, which are at least called the gout. How does such a one go about, or is carried rather, with his body bending inward, his head shaking, and his eyes always watering (instead of weeping) for the sins of his ill-spent youth. --South.


A monarch's Crown, Golden in show, is but a crown of thorns; VOL. III.


Brings danger, troubles, cares, and sleepless nights,
To him who wears the regal diadem;
When on his shoulder each man's burthen lies:
For therein lies the office of a king;
His honour, virtue, merit, and chief praise,
That for the public all its weight he bears.

Milton. DCCCCXCIX. Liberty is to the collective body, what health is to every individual body. Without health, no pleasure can be tasted by man; without liberty, no happiness can be enjoyed by society.Bolingbroke.

M. Prayer is the only dormitive I take to bedward, and I need no other laudanum than this to make me sleep; after which I close mine eyes in security, content to take my leave of the sun, and sleep unto the resurrection.-Sir T. Brown.

What’s Female Beauty, but an air divine,
Through which the mind's all gentle graces shine?
They, like the sun, irradiate all between;
The body charms, because the soul is seen.
Hence men are often captives of a face,
They know not why, of no peculiar grace:
Some forms, though bright, no mortal man can bear;
Some, none resist though not exceeding fair.


MII. Whereas those that treat of innocent and benign argument, are represented by the Muses, they that make it their business to set out others ill-favouredly, do pass for Satyrs; and themselves are sure to be personated with prick'd ears, wrinkled horns, and cloven feet.-Marvell.

I see, those who are lifted highest on
The hill of Honour, are nearest to the

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