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There taught us how to live; and (oh ! too high
The price for knowledge) taught us how to die.*
On the Death of Addison.

I hear a voice you cannot hear,

Which says I must not stay,

I see a hand you cannot see,

Line 81.

Which beckons me away.

Colin and Lucy.

THOMAS PARNELL. 1679-1718.

REMOTE from man, with God he passed the days,

Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.

The Hermit. Line 5.

Let those love now, who never lov'd before,

Let those who always loved, now love the more.†

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Written in the time of Julius Cæsar, and by some ascribed to


Cras amet qui numquam amavit;

Quique amavit, cras amet.

A damsel lay deploring

All on a rock reclined.

The What D'ye Call't. Act. ii. Sc. 8.

So comes a reckoning when the banquet's o'er,
The dreadful reckoning, and men smile no more.
Ibid. Act. ii. Sc. 9.

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Whence is thy learning? Hath thy toil
O'er books consumed the midnight oil?*

The Shepherd and the Philosopher.

When yet was ever found a mother
Who'd give her booby for another?

The Mother, the Nurse, and the Fairy.

While there is life there's hope, he cried.†

The Sick Man and the Angel.

And when a lady's in the case,
You know all other things give place.

The Hare and many Friends.

Life's a jest, and all things show it ;
I thought so once, and now I know it.

Epitaph on Himself.

* The midnight oil was a common phrase; it is used by Shenstone, Cowper, Lloyd, and others.

† Ελπίδες ἐν ζωοῖσιν, ἀνέλπιστοι δὲ θανόντες.

THEOCRITUS. Id. iv. Line 42.



ET this great maxim be my virtue's guide,In part she is to blame that has been tried ; He comes too near, that comes to be denied.*

The Lady's Resolve.

And we meet, with champagne and a chicken, at last.†

The Lover.

JOHN BYROM. 1691-1763.

OME say, compared to Bononcini,


That Mynheer Handel's but a ninny;

Others aver that he to Handel

Is scarcely fit to hold a candle.

Strange all this difference should be

"Twixt Tweedledum and Tweedledee.

On the Feuds between Handel and Bononcini.

*The Lady's Resolve was a fugitive piece, written on a window by Lady Montague, after her marriage (1713). The last lines were taken from Overbury:-The Wife, St. 36.

'In part to blame is she

Which hath without consent been only tried;
He comes too near that comes to be denied.'

What say you to such a supper with such a woman?

BYRON. Note to Letter on Bowles. 'Nourse asked me if I had seen the verses upon Handel and Bononcini, not knowing that they were mine.' Byrom's Remains (Cheltenham Soc.), vol. i. p. 173. The last two lines have been attributed to Swift and Pope. Vide Scott's edition of Swift, and Dyce's edition of Pope.


As clear as a whistle.


The Astrologer.

Bone and skin, two millers thin,
Would starve us all, or near it ;
But be it known to Skin and Bone

That Flesh and Blood can't bear it.

Epigram on Two Monopolists.


Cos. PRAY now, what may be that same bed of


Kite. Oh! a mighty large bed! bigger by half than the great bed at Ware-ten thousand people may lie in it together, and never feel one another.

The Recruiting Officer. Acti. Sc. 1.

JANE BRERETON. 1685-1740.

THE picture, placed the busts between,

Adds to the thought much strength;

Wisdom and Wit are little seen,

But Folly's at full length.*

On Beau Nash's Picture at full length, between the
Busts of Sir Isaac Newton and Mr. Pope.

*This Epigram is generally ascribed to Chesterfield.



ESTWARD the course of empire takes its way;


The four first acts already past,

A fifth shall close the drama with the day;

Time's noblest offspring is the last.

On the Prospect of Planting Arts and Learning in America.

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Go call a coach, and let a coach be called,

And let the man who calleth be the caller ;

And in his calling let him nothing call,

But Coach! Coach! Coach! O for a coach, ye gods!

Of all the girls that are so smart,
There's none like pretty Sally.+

Ibid. Act ii. Sc. 4.

Sally in our Alley.

* The authorship both of the words and music of 'God save the King' has long been a matter of dispute, and is still unsettled, though the weight of the evidence is in favour of Carey's claim.

Of all the girls that e'er was seen

There's none so fine as Nelly.

SWIFT. Ballad on Miss Nelly Bennet.

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