257 Stobæus No slumber seals the eye of Providence,
Present to every action we commence.
258
Divide and rule.
259 Tull. What is becoming is honourable, and what is honourable is becoming.
260 Hor.
3 Ep. ii. 55. Years following years steal something every day,
At last they steal us from ourselves away.
(Pope)
261 Frag. Vet. Poet., Wedlock's an ill men eagerly embrace.
262 Ovid
Trist. ii. 566.
adapted My paper flows from no satiric vein,
Contains no poison, and conveys no pain.
263 Trebonius
apud Tull. I am glad that he whom I must have loved from duty, whatever he had been, is such a one as I can love from inclination.
264 Hor.
1 Ep. xviii. 103.
adapted In public walks let who will shine or stray,
I'll silent steal through life in my own way.
265 Ovid
de Art. Am. iii. 7. But some exclaim: What frenzy rules your mind?
Would you increase the craft of womankind?
Teach them new wiles and arts? As well you may
Instruct a snake to bite, or wolf to prey.
(Congreve)
266 Ter.
Eun. Act v. Sc. 4. This I conceive to be my master-piece, that I have discovered how unexperienced youth may detect the artifices of bad women, and by knowing them early, detest them for ever.
267 Propert.
El. 34, lib. 2, ver. 95. Give place, ye Roman and ye Grecian wits.
268 Hor.
1 Sat. iii. 29. —unfit
For lively sallies of corporeal wit.
(Creech)
269 Ovid
Ars Am. i. 241. Most rare is now our old simplicity.
(Dryden)
270 Hor.
1 Ep. ii. 262. For what's derided by the censuring crowd,
Is thought on more than what is just and good.
(Dryden)
There is a lust in man no power can tame,
Of loudly publishing his neighbour's shame;
On eagle's wings invidious scandals fly,
While virtuous actions are but born, and die.
(E. of Corke)
Sooner we learn, and seldomer forget,
What critics scorn, than what they highly rate.
(Hughes's Letters, vol. ii p 222.)
271 Virg.
Æn. iv. 701. Drawing a thousand colours from the light.
(Dryden)
272 Virg.
Æn. i. 345. Great is the injury, and long the tale.
273 Hor.
Ars Poet. ver. 156 Note well the manners.
274 Hor.
1 Sat. ii. 37. All you who think the city ne'er can thrive
Till every cuckold-maker's flay'd alive,
Attend.
(Pope)
275 Hor.
Ars Poet. ver. 300 A head, no hellebore can cure.
276 Hor.
1 Sat. iii. 42. Misconduct screen'd behind a specious name.
277 Ovid
Met. lib. iv. ver. 428. Receive instruction from an enemy.
278 Hor.
1 Ep. ii. 250. I rather choose a low and creeping style.
279 Hor.
Ars Poet. ver. 316 He knows what best befits each character.
280 Hor.
1 Ep. xvii. 35. To please the great is not the smallest praise.
(Creech)
281 Virg.
Æn. iv. 64. Anxious the reeking entrails he consults.
282 Virg.
Æn. viii. 580. Hopes and fears in equal balance laid.
(Dryden)
283 Pers.
Prolog. ver. 10 Necessity is the mother of invention.
(English Proverbs)
284 Virg.
Ecl. vii. 17 Their mirth to share, I bid my business wait.
285 Hor.
Ars Poet. ver. 227 But then they did not wrong themselves so much,
To make a god, a hero, or a king,
(Stript of his golden crown, and purple robe)
Descend to a mechanic dialect;
Nor (to avoid such meanness) soaring high,
With empty sound, and airy notions fly.
(Roscommon)
286 Tacit.
Ann. I. xiv. c. 21. Specious names are lent to cover vices.
287 Menand. Dear native land, how do the good and wise
Thy happy clime and countless blessings prize!
288 Hor.
1 Ep. vi. 10. Both fear alike.
289 Hor.
1 Od. iv. 15. Life's span forbids us to extend our cares,
And stretch our hopes beyond our years.
(Creech)
290 Hor.
Ars Poet. ver. 97 Forgets his swelling and gigantic words.
(Roscommon)
291 Hor.
Ars Poet. ver. 351 But in a poem elegantly writ,
I will not quarrel with a slight mistake,
Such as our nature's frailty may excuse.
(Roscommon)
292 Tibul.
4 Eleg. ii. 8. Whate'er she does, where'er her steps she bends,
Grace on each action silently attends.
293 Frag. Vet. Poet. The prudent still have fortune on their side.
294 Tull.
ad Herennium The man who is always fortunate cannot easily have much reverence for virtue.
295 Juv.
Sat. vi. 361 But womankind, that never knows a mean,
Down to the dregs their sinking fortunes drain:
Hourly they give, and spend, and waste, and wear,
And think no pleasure can be bought too dear.
(Dryden)
296 Hor.
1 Ep. xix. 42. Add weight to trifles.
297 Hor.
1 Sat. vi. 66. As perfect beauties somewhere have a mole.
(Creech)
298 Virg.
Æn. iv. 373. Honour is nowhere safe.
299 Juv.
Sat. vi. 166 Some country girl, scarce to a curtsey bred,
Would I much rather than Cornelia wed;
If supercilious, haughty, proud, and vain,
She brought her father's triumphs in her train.
Away with all your Carthaginian state;
Let vanquish'd Hannibal without-doors wait,
Too burly and too big to pass my narrow gate.
(Dryden)
300 Hor.
1 Ep. xviii. 5. —Another failing of the mind,
Greater than this, of quite a different kind.
(Pooley)
301 Hor.
4 Od. xiii. 26. That all may laugh to see that glaring light,
Which lately shone so fierce and bright,
End in a stink at last, and vanish into night.
(Anon.)
302 Virg.
Æn. v. 343. Becoming sorrows, and a virtuous mind
More lovely in a beauteous form enshrined.
303 Hor.
Ars Poet. ver. 363 —Some choose the clearest light,
And boldly challenge the most piercing eye.'
(Roscommon)
304 Virg.
Æn. iv. 2. A latent fire preys on his feverish veins.
305 Virg.
Æn. ii. 521. These times want other aids.
(Dryden)
306 Juv.
Sat. vi. 177 What beauty, or what chastity, can bear
So great a price, if stately and severe
She still insults?
(Dryden)
307 Hor.
Ars Poet. ver. 39 —Often try what weight you can support,
And what your shoulders are too weak to bear.
(Roscommon)
308 Hor.
5 Od. lib. ii. ver. 15. —Lalage will soon proclaim
Her love, nor blush to own her flame.
(Creech)
309 Virg.
Æn. vi. ver. 264. Ye realms, yet unreveal'd to human sight,
Ye gods, who rule the regions of the night,
Ye gliding ghosts, permit me to relate
The mystic wonders of your silent state.
(Dryden)
310 Virg.
Æn. i. 77. I'll tie the indissoluble marriage-knot.
311 Juv.
Sat. vi. 137 He sighs, adores, and courts her ev'ry hour:
Who wou'd not do as much for such a dower?
(Dryden)
312 Tull. What duty, what praise, or what honour will he think worth enduring bodily pain for, who has persuaded himself that pain is the chief evil? Nay, to what ignominy, to what baseness will he not stoop, to avoid pain, if he has determined it to be the chief evil?
313 Juv.
Sat. vii. 237 Bid him besides his daily pains employ,
To form the tender manners of the boy,
And work him, like a waxen babe, with art,
To perfect symmetry in ev'ry part.
314 Hor.
1 Od. xxiii, II. Attend thy mother's heels no more,
Now grown mature for man, and ripe for joy.
(Creech)
315 Hor.
Ars Poet. ver. 191 Never presume to make a god appear,
But for a business worthy of a god.
(Roscommon)
316 Virg.
Ecl. i. 28 Freedom, which came at length, though slow to come.
(Dryden)
317 Hor.
1 Ep. ii. 27. —Born to drink and eat.
(Creech)
318 Virg.
Ecl. viii. 63 With different talents form'd, we variously excel.
319 Hor.
1 Ep. i. 90. Say while they change on thus, what chains can bind
These varying forms, this Proteus of the mind?
(Francis)
320 Ovid
Met. vi. 428 Nor Hymen nor the Graces here preside,
Nor Juno to befriend the blooming bride;
But fiends with fun'ral brands the process led,
And furies waited at the genial bed.
(Croxal)
321 Hor.
Ars Poet. ver. 99 'Tis not enough a poem's finely writ;
It must affect and captivate the soul.
322 Hor.
Ars Poet. ver. 110 Grief wrings her soul, and bends it down to earth.
(Francis)
323 Virg. Sometimes a man, sometimes a woman.
324 Pers.
Sat. ii. 61 O souls, in whom no heavenly fire is found,
Flat minds, and ever grovelling on the ground!
(Dryden)
325 Ovid
Metam. iii. 432
from the fable of Narcissus What could, fond youth, this helpless passion move?
What kindled in thee this unpitied love?
Thy own warm blush within the water glows;
With thee the colour'd shadow comes and goes;
Its empty being on thyself relies;
Step thou aside, and the frail charmer dies.
(Addison)
326 Hor.
Lib. iii. Od. xvi. 1. Of watchful dogs an odious ward
Right well one hapless virgin guard,
When in a tower of brass immured,
By mighty bars of steel secured,
Although by mortal rake-hells lewd
With all their midnight arts pursued,
Had not—
(Francis) vol. ii p. 77
(adapted)
Be to her faults a little blind,
Be to her virtues very kind,
And clap your padlock on her mind.
(Padlock)
327 Virg.
Æn. vii. 48. A larger scene of action is display'd.
(Dryden)
328 Petr. Arb. Delighted with unaffected plainness.
328b Hor.
Epod. xvii. 24 Day chases night, and night the day,
But no relief to me convey.
(Duncome)
329 Hor.
1 Ep. vi. 27. With Ancus, and with Numa, kings of Rome,
We must descend into the silent tomb.
330 Juv.
Sat. xiv. 48 To youth the greatest reverence is due.
331 Pers.
Sat. ii. 28 Holds out his foolish beard for thee to pluck.
332 Hor.
1 Sat. iii. 29. He cannot bear the raillery of the age.
(Creech)
333 Virg. He calls embattled deities to arms.
334 Cic.
de Gestu. You would have each of us be a kind of Roscius in his way; and you have said that fastidious men are not so much pleased with what is right, as disgusted at what is wrong.
335 Hor.
Ars Poet. 327 Keep Nature's great original in view,
And thence the living images pursue.
(Francis)
336 Hor.
2 Ep. i. 80.
imitated One tragic sentence if I dare deride,
Which Betterton's grave action dignified,
Or well-mouth'd Booth with emphasis proclaims
(Tho' but, perhaps, a muster-roll of names),
How will our fathers rise up in a rage,
And swear, all shame is lost in George's age!
You'd think no fools disgraced the former reign,
Did not some grave examples yet remain,
Who scorn a lad should teach his father skill,
And, having once been wrong, will be so still.
(Pope)
337 Hor.
1 Ep. ii. 63. The jockey trains the young and tender horse,
While yet soft-mouth'd, and breeds him to the course.'
(Creech)
338 Hor.
1 Ep. iii. 18. Made up of nought but inconsistencies.
339 Virg.
Ecl. vi. 33 He sung the secret seeds of nature's frame,
How seas, and earth, and air, and active flame,
Fell through the mighty void, and in their fall,
Were blindly gather'd in this goodly ball.
The tender soil then stiff'ning by degrees,
Shut from the bounded earth the bounding seas,
The earth and ocean various forms disclose,
And a new sun to the new world arose.
(Dryden)
340 Virg.
Æn. iv. 10. What chief is this that visits us from far,
Whose gallant mien bespeaks him train'd to war?
341 Virg.
Æn. i. 206. Resume your courage and dismiss your fear.
(Dryden)
342 Tull. Justice consists in doing no injury to men; decency, in giving them no offence.
343 Ovid
Metam. xv. 165 —All things are but alter'd; nothing dies;
And here and there th' unbody'd spirit flies,
By time, or force, or sickness dispossess'd,
And lodges, where it lights, in man or beast.
(Dryden)
344 Juv.
Sat. xi. 11 Such, whose sole bliss is eating; who can give
But that one brutal reason why they live?
(Congreve)
345 Ovid
Metam. i. 76 A creature of a more exalted kind
Was wanting yet, and then was man design'd;
Conscious of thought, of more capacious breast,
For empire form'd and fit to rule the rest.
(Dryden)
346 Tull. I esteem a habit of benignity greatly preferable to munificence. The former is peculiar to great and distinguished persons; the latter belongs to flatterers of the people, who tickle the levity of the multitude with a kind of pleasure.
347 Lucan
lib. i. 8 What blind, detested fury, could afford
Such horrid licence to the barb'rous sword!
348 Hor.
2 Sat. iii. 13. To shun detraction, would'st thou virtue fly?
349 Lucan
i. 454. Thrice happy they beneath their northern skies,
Who that worst fear, the fear of death, despise!
Hence they no cares for this frail being feel,
But rush undaunted on the pointed steel,
Provoke approaching fate, and bravely scorn
To spare that life which must so soon return.
(Rowe)
350 Tull. That elevation of mind which is displayed in dangers, if it wants justice, and fights for its own conveniency, is vicious.
351 Virg.
Æn. xii. 59. On thee the fortunes of our house depend.
352 Tull. If we be made for honesty, either it is solely to be sought, or certainly to be estimated much more highly than all other things.
353 Virg.
Georg. iv. 6 Though low the subject, it deserves our pains.
354 Juv.
Sat. vi. 168 heir signal virtues hardly can be borne,
Dash'd as they are with supercilious scorn.
355 Ovid
Trist. ii. 563. I ne'er in gall dipp'd my envenom'd pen,
Nor branded the bold front of shameless men.
356 Juv.
Sat. x. 349 —The gods will grant
What their unerring wisdom sees they want;
In goodness, as in greatness, they excel;
Ah! that we loved ourselves but half as well!
(Dryden)
357 Virg.
Æn. ii. 6. Who can relate such woes without a tear?
358 Hor.
4 Od. xii. 1. ult. 'Tis joyous folly that unbends the mind.
(Francis)
359 Virg.
Ecl. ii. 63 Lions the wolves, and wolves the kids pursue,
The kids sweet thyme,—and still I follow you
(Warton)
360 Hor.
1 Ep. xvii. 43. The man who all his wants conceals,
Gains more than he who all his wants reveals.
(Duncome)
361 Virg.
Æn. vii. 514. The blast Tartarean spreads its notes around;
The house astonish'd trembles at the sound.
362 Hor.
1 Ep. xix. 6. He praises wine; and we conclude from thence,
He liked his glass on his own evidence.
363 Virg.
Æn. ii. 368. All parts resound with tumults, plaints, and fears,
And grisly Death in sundry shapes appears.
(Dryden)
364 Hor.
1 Ep. xi. 29. Anxious through seas and land to search for rest,
Is but laborious idleness at best.
(Francis)
365 Virg.
Georg. iii. 272 But most in spring: the kindly spring inspires
Reviving heat, and kindles genial fires.
adapted
Flush'd by the spirit of the genial year,
Be greatly cautious of your sliding hearts.
(Thompson's Spring, 160 &c.)
366 Hor.
1 Od. xxii. 17. Set me where on some pathless plain
The swarthy Africans complain,
To see the chariot of the sun
So near the scorching country run:
The burning zone, the frozen isles,
Shall hear me sing of Celia's smiles;
All cold, but in her breast, I will despise,
And dare all heat, but that of Celia's eyes.
(Roscommon)
367 Juv.
Sat. i. 18 In mercy spare us, when we do our best
To make as much waste paper as the rest.
368 Eurip.
apud Tull. When first an infant draws the vital air,
Officious grief should welcome him to care:
But joy should life's concluding scene attend,
And mirth be kept to grace a dying friend.
369 Hor.
Ars Poet. 180 What we hear moves less than what we see.
(Roscommon)
370 Shakspeare —All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
371 Juv.
Sat. x. 28 And shall the sage your approbation win,
Whose laughing features wore a constant grin?
372 Ovid
Met. i. 759 To hear an open slander is a curse;
But not to find an answer is a worse.
(Dryden)
373 Juv.
Sat. xiv. 109 Vice oft is hid in Virtue's fair disguise,
And in her borrow'd form escapes inquiring eyes.
374 Lucan
ii. 57. He reckon'd not the past, while aught remain'd
Great to be done, or mighty to be gain'd.
(Rowe)
375 Hor.
4 Od. ix. 45. We barbarously call them blest,
Who are of largest tenements possest,
While swelling coffers break their owner's rest.
More truly happy those who can
Govern that little empire, man;
Who spend their treasure freely, as 'twas given
By the large bounty of indulgent Heaven;
Who, in a fix'd unalterable state,
Smile at the doubtful tide of Fate,
And scorn alike her friendship and her hate.
Who poison less than falsehood fear,
Loath to purchase life so dear.
(Stepney)
376 Pers.
Sat. vi. 11. From the Pythagorean peacock.
377 Hor.
2 Od. xiii. 13. What each should fly, is seldom known;
We unprovided, are undone.
(Creech)
378 Virg.
Ecl. ix. 48 Mature in years, to ready honours move.
(Dryden)
379 Pers.
Sat. i. 27 —Science is not science till reveal'd.
(Dryden)
380 Ovid
Ars Am. ii. 538. With patience bear a rival in thy love.
381 Hor.
2 Od. iii. 1. Be calm, my Dellius, and serene,
However fortune change the scene,
In thy most dejected state,
Sink not underneath the weight;
Nor yet, when happy days begin,
And the full tide comes rolling in.
Let a fierce, unruly, joy,
The settled quiet of thy mind destroy.
(Anon.)
382 Tull. The accused confesses his guilt.
383 Juv.
Sat. i. 75 A beauteous garden, but by vice maintain'd.
384
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385 Ovid.
1 Trist. iii 66. Breasts that with sympathizing ardour glow'd,
And holy friendship, such as Theseus vow'd.
386
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387 Hor.
1 Ep. xviii. 102. What calms the breast, and makes the mind serene.
388 Virg.
Georg. ii. 174 For thee I dare unlock the sacred spring,
And arts disclosed by ancient sages sing.
389 Hor. Their pious sires a better lesson taught.
390 Tull. It is not by blushing, but by not doing what is unbecoming, that we ought to guard against the imputation of impudence.
391 Pers.
Sat. ii. v. 3. Thou know'st to join
No bribe unhallow'd to a prayer of thine;
Thine, which can ev'ry ear's full test abide,
Nor need be mutter'd to the gods aside!
No, thou aloud may'st thy petitions trust!
Thou need'st not whisper; other great ones must;
For few, my friend, few dare like thee be plain,
And prayer's low artifice at shrines disdain.
Few from their pious mumblings dare depart,
And make profession of their inmost heart.
Keep me, indulgent Heaven, through life sincere,
Keep my mind sound, my reputation clear.
These wishes they can speak, and we can hear.
Thus far their wants are audibly exprest;
Then sinks the voice, and muttering groans the rest:
'Hear, hear at length, good Hercules, my vow!
O chink some pot of gold beneath my plough!
Could I, O could I, to my ravish'd eyes,
See my rich uncle's pompous funeral rise;
Or could I once my ward's cold corpse attend,
Then all were mine!'
392 Petr. By fable's aid ungovern'd fancy soars,
And claims the ministry of heavenly powers.
393 Virg.
Georg. i. 412 Unusual sweetness purer joys inspires.
394 Tull. It is obvious to see that these things are very acceptable to children, young women, and servants, and to such as most resemble servants; but they can by no means meet with the approbation of people of thought and consideration.
395 Ovid
Rem. Amor. 10 'Tis reason now, 'twas appetite before.
396
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397 Ovid
Metam. xiii. 228 Her grief inspired her then with eloquence.
398 Hor.
2 Sat. iii. 271. You'd be a fool
With art and wisdom, and be mad by rule.
(Creech)
399 Pers.
Sat. iv. 23 None, none descends into himself to find
The secret imperfections of his mind.
(Dryden)
400 Virg.
Ecl. iii. 93 There's a snake in the grass.
(English Proverbs)
401 Ter.