How soft the music of those village bells, In cadence sweet! The Task. Book vi. Winter Walk at Noon. Line 1. Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And Learning wiser grow without his books. Ibid. Line 85. Knowledge is proud that he has learn'd so much; Wisdom is humble that he knows no more. Ibid. Line 96. Some to the fascination of a name Surrender judgment hoodwink'd. Ibid. Line 101. I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polish'd manners and fine sense, Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm. Ibid. Line 560. An honest man, close-button'd to the chin, Broadcloth without, and a warm heart within. Epistle to Joseph Hill. Shine by the side of every path we tread With such a lustre, he that runs may read.1 Tirocinium. Line 79. 1 Compare Habakkuk ii. 2. Absence of occupation is not rest, A mind quite vacant is a mind distress'd. An idler is a watch that wants both hands; Ibid. Line 681. Built God a church, and laughed his word to Ibid. Line 688. scorn. I praise the Frenchman, his remark was shrewd,1 Ibid. Line 739. Is base in kind, and born to be a slave. No. Table Talk. Line 28. Freedom has a thousand charms to show, That slaves, howe'er contented, never know. Ibid. Line 260. Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true, How much a dunce that has been sent to roam, A kick that scarce would move a horse May kill a sound divine. The Yearly Distress. 1 La Bruyère. O that those lips had language! Life has pass'd With me but roughly since I heard thee last. On the Receipt of my Mother's Picture. The son of parents passed into the skies. Ibid. There goes the parson, oh! illustrious spark! And there, scarce less illustrious, goes the clerk. On observing some Names of Little Note. A fool must now and then be right by chance. He would not, with a peremptory tone, Ibid. Line 121. A moral, sensible, and well-bred man Ibid. Line 193. Pernicious weed! whose scent the fair annoys, Unfriendly to society's chief joys, Thy worst effect is banishing for hours The sex whose presence civilizes ours. Ibid. Line 251. I cannot talk with civet in the room, Ibid. Line 283. The solemn fop; significant and budge; Ibid. Line 299. 1 Compare Johnson, ante, p. 342. His wit invites you by his looks to come, Our wasted oil unprofitably burns, Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.2 Ibid. Line 357. That, though on pleasure she was bent, History of John Gilpin, A hat not much the worse for wear. Ibid. Now let us sing, Long live the king, And when he next doth ride abroad, May I be there to see! Toll for the brave! The brave that are no more! All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore! Ibid. On the Loss of the Royal George. I shall not ask Jean Jaques Rousseau Pairing Time Anticipated. 1 Compare Pope, Epigram, ante, p. 313. 2 Love in your hearts as idly burns As fire in antique Roman urns. Butler, Hudibras, Part ii. Canto i. 309. The story of the lamp which was supposed to have burned above 1,550 years in the sepulchre of Tullia, the daughter of Cicero, is told by Pancirollus and others. Misses! the tale that I relate This lesson seems to carry, Pairing Time Anticipated. What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. Walking with God. And the tear that is wiped with a little address May be follow'd, perhaps, by a smile. A worm is in the bud of youth, The Rose. Stanzas subjoined to a Bill of Mortality. And Satan trembles when he sees Exhortation to Prayer. God moves in a mysterious way And rides upon the storm. Light Shining out of Darkness. Behind a frowning providence He hides a shining face. I am monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute. Ibid. Verses supposed to be written by Alexander Selkirk. |