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8. Shall I be left forgotten in the dust,

When Fate, relenting, lets the flower revive!
Shall Nature's voice, to man alone unjust,

Bid him, though doom'd to perish, hope to live?

Is it for this fair Virtue oft must strive

With disappointment, penury and pain?

No: heaven's immortal spring shall yet arrive,

And man's majestic beauty bloom again,

Bright thro' the eternal years of Love's triumphant reign.

BEATTIE'S Minstrel.


1. Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves, Where manners ne'er were preach'd.


He was the mildest manner'd man,
That ever scuttled ship, or cut a throat.


BYRON'S Don Juan.

3. To all she was polite without parade;
To some she show'd attention of that kind
Which flatters, but is flattery convey'd

In such a sort as cannot leave behind
A trace unworthy.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

4. There's nothing in the world like etiquette

In kingly chambers, or imperial halls,
As also at the race, and county balls.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

5. There was a general whisper, toss, and wriggle, But etiquette forbade them all to giggle.

BYRON'S Don Juan.


6. All smiles, and bows, and courtesy was he.


1. No



hath been, since Nature first began

To work Jove's wonders, but hath left behind

Some deeds of praise for mirrors unto man,

Which, more than threatful laws, have men inclin'd;
To thread the paths of praise excites the mind;
Mirrors tie thoughts to virtue's due respects;
Example hastens deeds to good effects.

2. A fault doth never with remorse
Our minds so deeply move,
As when another's guiltless life
Our error doth reprove.


For as the light

Mirror for Magistrates.

Not only serves to show, but renders us
Mutually profitable: so our lives,

In acts exemplary, not only win

Ourselves good names, but do to others give
Matter for virtuous deeds, by which we live.

4. 'Tis thus the spirit of a single mind



Makes that of multitudes take one direction,
As roll the water to the breathing wind,
Or roams the herd beneath the bull's protection.

BYRON'S Don Juan.




1. The sweet eye-glances, that like arrows glide,
The charming smiles, that rob sense from the heart,
The lovely pleasaunce, and the lofty pride,

Cannot expressèd be by any art.

SPENSER'S Sonnets.

2. Oh, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem, By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem,

For that sweet odour which doth in it live.


3. Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety.


4. A combination and a form indeed,

Where every god did seem to set his seal,
To give the world assurance of a man.


5. More pity that the eagle should be mew'd, While kites and buzzards prey at liberty.


6. Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shin'd.


7. Good nature and good sense must ever join; To err is human, to forgive divine.


8. Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll;

Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.


9. Form'd by the converse happily to steer

From grave to gay, from lively to severe;

Correct with spirit, eloquent with ease,

Intent to reason, or polite to please.


10. Worth makes the man, and want of it, the fellow.

11. Let envy snarl, let slander rail;


In vain malicious tongues assail:

From virtue's shield (secure from wound,)
Their blunted, venom'd shafts rebound.

A matchless pair;

With equal virtue form'd, and equal grace,
The same, distinguish'd by their sex alone;
Hers the mild lustre of the blooming morn,
And his the radiance of the risen day.


GAY'S Fubles.

13. Ease in your mien, and sweetness in your face,
You speak a syren, and you move a grace;
Nor time shall urge these beauties to decay,
While virtue gives what years shall steal away.

14. Full many a gem, of purest ray serene,

The dark, unfathom'd caves of ocean bear;
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,

And waste its sweetness on the desert air.



GRAY'S Elegy.

15. His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand;
His manners were gentle, complying, and bland;
Still born to improve us in every part,
His pencil our faces-his manners our heart.


GOLDSMITH'S Retaliation.

Describe him who can,

An abridgement of all that was pleasant in man.

GOLDSMITH'S Retaliation.

17. For she was good as she was fair,

None, none on earth above her-
As pure in thought as angels are,

To see her, was to love her.



18. Angels attend thee! May their wings Fan every shadow from thy browFor only bright and lovely things

Should wait on one so good as thou.

19. But there are deeds which should not pass away, And names that must not wither.

BYRON'S Childe Harold.

20. Of many charms, to her as natural
As sweetness to the flower, or salt to ocean.

21. Oh! she was perfect, past all parallel!

BYRON'S Don Juan.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

22. Tho' modest, on his unembarrass'd brow Nature had written



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- Gentleman.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

A truer, nobler, trustier heart,

More loving or more loyal, never beat
Within a human breast.

And, behind the foil

BYRON'S Two Foscari.

Of an unblemish'd loveliness, to find
Charms of a higher order, and a power
Deeper and more resistless.


25. I think of thee, sweet lady, as of one
Too pure to mix with others, like some star
Shining in pensive beauty all alone,

Kindred with those around, yet brighter far.


26. The noble mind, unconscious of a fault,

No fortune's frowns can bend, or smiles exalt,
Like the firm rock, that in mid-ocean braves
The war of whirlwinds, and the dash of waves.

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