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Satires of Horace - Continued.
Book ii. Epistle i. Line 108. The mob of gentlemen who wrote with ease.
Epilogue to the Satires.
Dialogue i. Line 136.
Epitaph on Gay. Of manners gentle, of affections mild; In wit a man, simplicity a child.*
Eloisa to Abelard.
Book i. Line 54. And solid pudding against empty praise.
Book ïi. Line 34. And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.
* Her wit was more than man, her innocence a child.
Elegy on Mrs. Killegrew. Dryden.
The Dunciad. - Continued.
Book iii. Line 158.
Book iii. Line 165.
Book iv. Line 188.
The right divine of kings to govern wrong.
Book iv. Line 614. E'en Palinurus nodded at the helm.
Thus, if small things we may with great compare.*
On the Dying Christian to his Soul. Vital spark of heavenly flame.
Martinus Scriblerus on the Art of Sinking in Poetry.
* Non aliter, si parva licet componere magnis.
Virgil, Georg: Book iv. line 176. To compare great things with small.
Par. Lost. Book ii. line 921.
Epitaph on the Hon. S. Harcourt. Who ne'er knew joy but friendship might divide, Or gave his father grief but when he died.
On the Collar of a Dog.
Book ii. Line 315.
Few sons attain the praise Of their great sires, and most their sires disgrace.
Book xiv. Line 410. Far from gay cities and the ways of men.
Book xv. Line 79.
Book xv. Line 83. True friendship's laws are by this rule expressed, Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.
On the Death of Addison.
Colin and Lucy.
I must not stay,
Which beckons me away.
The Hermit. Line 5.
The Pervigilium Veneris. WRITTEN IN THE TIME OF JULIUS CESAR, AND BY SOME ASCRIBED
Let those love now, who never lov'd before,
What D' ye Call ’t.
Act ii. Sc. 9.
Act i. Sc. 1.
How happy could I be with either,
The Shepherd and the Philosopher.
The Mother, the Nurse, and the Fairy.
The Sick Man and the Angel. While there is life there's hope, he cried.*
* Ελπίδες εν ζωοίσιν, ανέλπιστοι δε θανόντες.
Theocritus, Id. iv. line 42.