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Song, "For ever Fortune."
For ever, Fortune, wilt thou prove
An unrelenting foe to love;
And, when we meet a mutual heart,
Step rudely in, and bid us part?

Sophonisba. Act iii. Sc. 2.
O Sophonisba! Sophonisba, O!*



Grongar Hill. Line 103.

Ever charming, ever new,

When will the landscape tire the view.



Epigram on his Family Arms.

Live while you live, the epicure would say,
And seize the pleasures of the present day;
Live while you live, the sacred preacher cries,
And give to God each moment as it flies.
Lord, in my views let both united be;
I live in pleasure, when I live to thee.

This line was altered, after the second edition, to "O Sophonisba! I am wholly thine."



Prologue on the Opening of Drury Lane Theatre.

Each change of many-colored life he drew,
Exhausted worlds, and then imagined new.

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For we that live to please must please to live.

Vanity of Human Wishes.

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Let observation with extensive view

Survey mankind, from China to Peru.*

Line 159.

There mark what ills the scholar's life assail,
Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail.

Line 221.

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He left the name, at which the world grew pale,
To point a moral, or adorn a tale.

Line 257.

Ilides from himself his state, and shuns to know
That life protracted is protracted woe.

*The Universal Love of Pleasure, line 1:

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"All human race, from China to Peru,
Pleasure, howe'er disguised by art, pursue."
Rev. Thos. Warton.

Line 308.

Superfluous lags the veteran on the stage.

Line 317.

From Marlborough's eyes the tears of dotage flow, And Swift expires, a driveller and a show.

Line 346.

Roll darkling down the torrent of his fate.


Line 166.

Of all the griefs that harass the distressed,
Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest.

Line 176.

This mournful truth is everywhere confessed,
Slow rises worth by poverty depressed.

Lines added to Goldsmith's Traveller.

How small, of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure! Still to ourselves in every place consigned,

Our own felicity we make or find.

With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy.

Line added to Goldsmith's Deserted Village. Trade's proud empire hastes to swift decay.

From Dr. Madden's "Boulter's Monument." Supposed

to have been inserted by Dr. Johnson.


Words are men's daughters, but God's sons are things.*

Rasselas. Chapter i.

Ye who listen with credulity to the whispers of fancy, and pursue with eagerness the phantoms of hope; who expect that age will perform the promises of youth, and that the deficiencies of the present day will be supplied by the morrow; attend to the history of Rasselas, Prince of Abyssinia.

Epitaph on Robert Levett.

In Misery's darkest cavern known,
His useful care was ever nigh,

Where hopeless Anguish poured his groan,
And lonely Want retired to die.

Epitaph on Claudius Phillips, the Musician.
Phillips, whose touch harmonious could remove
The pangs of guilty power or hapless love;
Rest here, distressed by poverty no more,
Here find that calm thou gav'st so oft before;
Sleep, undisturbed, within this peaceful shrine,
Till angels wake thee with a note like thine.

* Words are women, deeds are men.

Jacula Prudentum. HERBERT.

Epitaph on Goldsmith.

A Poet, Naturalist, and Historian,

Who left scarcely any style of writing untouched,
And touched nothing that he did not adorn.*

Boswell's Life of Johnson.

Chapter xlix.

Hell is paved with good intentions.†

Chapter lxxx.

Who drives fat oxen should himself be fat.


Piozzi 30.

If the man who turnips cries
Cry not when his father dies,
"T is a proof that he had rather
Have a turnip than his father.

Piozzi 39.

A good hater.

*"Nullum quod tetigit non ornavit."

He adorns whatever he attempts.

Eulogy on Cicero. FENELON.

† Hell is full of good meanings and wishings.

Jacula Prudentum. GEORGE HERBERT.

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