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Nor his, who for the bane of thousands born,
* DEO EREXIT VOLTAIRE.
Ferney. This monument is covered with a black pyramid of wood, to preserve it from the weather. Some devotee of the arch-infidel had chalked upon this covering with great precision of hand an eulogistic epigram quite worthy of being written in chalk upon wood :
Voltaire, des hommes la gloire et le flambeau,
meritoit les honneurs suprêmes ; et s'il etoit dans son tombeau
les lauriers y croitroient d'eux-mêmes. The offerings which had recently been placed on the top of this pyra. midal covering, (not in derision,) were literally a withered laurel wreath, a worse quill than ever pen was made of, and a child's penny trumpet. -MS. Journal. 1817.
Till authors hear at length one general cry,
Friends, (for I cannot stint as some have done,
“I fear not man nor devil; but, though odd,
I'm not ashamed to own I fear my God." The two last lines of some brave man's answer to a challenge, which have stuck in my memory ever since I was at school; but the other two have slipped out of it, P.
But grant me still a friend in my retreat,
'Tis love like his that can alone defeat The foes of man, or make a desert sweet.
Religion does not censure or exclude Unnumber'd pleasures harmlessly pursued. To study culture, and with artful toil To meliorate and tame the stubborn soil ; To give dissimilar yet fruitful lands The grain or herb or plant that each demands; To cherish virtue in an humble state, And share the joys your bounty may create ; To mark the matchless workings of the power That shuts within its seed the future flower, Bids these in elegance of form excel, In colour these, and those delight the smell, Sends Nature forth, the daughter of the skies, To dance on earth, and charm all human eyes; To teach the canvass innocent deceit, Or lay the landscape on the snowy sheet; These, these are arts pursued without a crime, That leave no stain upon the wing of time.
Me poetry (or rather notes that aim Feebly and faintly at poetic fame) Employs, shut out from more important views, Fast by the banks of the slow-winding Ouse; Content if thus sequester'd I may raise A monitor's, though not a poet's praise, And while I teach an art too little known, To close life wisely, may not waste my own.
The history of the following production is briefly this. A lady, fond of blank verse, demanded a poem of that kind from the author, and gave him the Sofa for a subject. He obeyed; and having much leisure, connected another subject with it; and pursuing the train of thought to which his situation and turn of mind led him, brought forth at length, instead of the trifle which he at first intended, a serious affair,-a Volume.
In the poem on the subject of Education he would be very sorry to stand suspected of having aimed his censure at any particular school. His objections are such as naturally apply themselves to schools in general. If there were not, as for the most part there is, wilful neglect in those who manage them, and an omission even of such discipline as they are susceptible of, the objects are yet too numerous for minute attention; and the aching hearts of ten thousand parents, mourning under the bitterest of all disappointments, attest the truth of the allegation. His quarrel therefore is with the mischief at large, and not with any particular instance of it.
ARGUMENT. Historical deduction of seats, from the stool to the Sofa. A
schoolboy's ramble. A walk in the country. The scene described. Rural sounds as well as sights delightful. Another walk. Mistake concerning the charms of solitude corrected. Colonnades commended. Alcove, and the view from it. The Wilderness. The Grove. The Thresher. The necessity and the benefits of exercise. The works of nature superior to and in some instances inimitable by art. The wearisomeness of what is commonly called a life of pleasure. Change of scene sometimes expedient. A common described, and the character of crazy Kate introduced. Gipsies. The blessings of civilized life. That state most favourable to virtue. The South Sea islanders compassionated, but chiefly Omai. His present state of mind sup