Conscience has no more to do with gallantry, than it has with politics. The Duenna. Act. Sc. 4. The Right Honourable gentleman is indebted to his memory for his jests and to his imagination for his facts.* Speech in Reply to Mr. Dundas.t You write with ease to show your breeding, But easy writing's curst hard reading. Clio's Protest GEORGE CRABBE. 1754-1832. H! rather give me commentators plain, Он Who with no deep researches vex the brain, Who from the dark and doubtful love to run, And hold their glimmering taper to the sun. The Parish Register. Parti. In this fool's paradise he drank delight.§ The Borough. Letter XII. Players. Books cannot always please, however good; Ibid. Letter XXIV. Schools. In idle wishes fools supinely stay; Be there a will, and wisdom finds a way. The Birth of Flattery. * On peut dire que son esprit brille aux dépens de sa mémoire.-L.E SAGE. Gil Blas. Livre iii. Ch. xi. t From Sheridaniana. MOORE's Life of Sheridan. Vol. i. p. 155. § Cf. MILTON. Paradise Lost. Book . Line 496. JAMES MERRICK. 1720-1766. NOT OT what we wish, but what we want. Hymn. Tam lo'ed him like a vera brither- Ibid. Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious, Ibid. But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white, then melts for ever. Ibid. That hour, o' night's black arch the keystanc. Ibid. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn, What dangers thou canst make us scorn. Ibid. As Tammie gloured, amazed and curious, Ibid. The landlord's laugh was ready chorus. Tam O'Shanter. Affliction's sons are brothers in distress; A Winter's Night. Then gently scan your brother man, Still gentler, sister woman; Though they may gang a kennin' wrang, To step aside is human. Address to the Unco Guid. What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted. If there's a hole in a' your coats, A chiel's amang you taking notes, And, faith, he'll prent it. Ibid. On Captain Grose's Peregrinations through Scotland. O wad some power the giftie gie us, To see oursels as others see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us, The best laid schemes o' mice and men Gang aft a-gley; And leave us naught but grief and pain Perhaps it may turn out a sang, To a Louse. To a Mouse. Perhaps turn out a sermon. Epistle to a Young Friend. The fear o' hell's a hangman's whip To haud the wretch in order; But where you feel your honour grip, Let that aye be your border. Epistle to a Young Friend. An Atheist's laugh's a poor exchange For Deity offended! And may you better reck the rede, Than ever did th' adviser! Ibid. Ibid. In durance vile here must I wake and weep, O Life! how pleasant in thy morning, We frisk away, Like schoolboys at th' expected warning, Epistle to James Smith. His locked, lettered, braw brass collar O life! thou art a galling load, To wretches such as I! The Twa Degs. Despondency. * Durance vile.-W. KENRICK (1766). Falstaff's Wedding. Acti. Sc. 2. It will not be amiss to take a view of the effects of this royal servitude and vile durance, which was so deplored in the reign of the last monarch. -BURKE. On the Present Discontent. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, Misled by fancy's meteor-ray, By passion driven; But yet the light that led astray Was light from heaven. And, like a passing thought, she fled Now's the day, and now's the hour, See the front o' battle lour. Liberty's in every blow! Let us do or die. Auld Lang Syne. Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears The Vision. Ibid. Bannockburn. Ibid. Green Grow the Rashes. Man's inhumanity to man Man was made to MouIH. Some wee short hour ayont the twal. Death and Dr. Hornbook. * Man was made when Nature was But an apprentice, but woman when she Was a skilful mistress of her art. Cupid's Whirligig. 1607. |