book viii. line 366.
[337-2] A mass enormous! which in modern days No two of earth's degenerate sons could raise.
_Book xx. line 337._
[338-1] As of the green leaves on a thick tree, some fall, and some grow.--_Ecclesiasticus xiv. 18._
[338-2] The same line, with "soul" for "heart," occurs in the translation of the Odyssey, book xiv. line 181.
[339-1] He serves his party best who serves the country best.--RUTHERFORD B. HAYES: _Inaugural Address, March 5, 1877._
[340-1] A friend is one soul abiding in two bodies.--DIOGENES LAERTIUS: _On Aristotle._
Two souls with but a single thought, Two hearts that beat as one.
BELLINGHAUSEN: _Ingomar the Barbarian, act ii._
[340-2] Divinely fair.--TENNYSON: _A Dream of Fair Women, xxii._
[341-1] See page 337.
[341-2] Unwept, unhonoured, and unsung.--SCOTT: _Lay of the Last Minstrel._
Unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown.--BYRON: _Childe Harold, canto iv. stanza 179._
[341-3] See Middleton, page 172.
[341-4] See Dryden, page 276.
[344-1] See page 337.
[344-2] Human face divine.--MILTON: _Paradise Lost, book iii. line 44._
[344-3] Then the Omnipotent Father with his thunder made Olympus tremble, and from Ossa hurled Pelion.--OVID: _Metamorphoses i._
[345-1] See Otway, page 280.
[345-2] See Shakespeare, page 79.
[346-1] See page 328.
[346-2] Be not forgetful to entertain strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.--_Hebrews xiii. 2._
[347-1] Pope calls this the eighth beatitude (Roscoe's edition of Pope, vol. x. page 184).
[347-2] On the 14th of February, 1741, Macklin established his fame as an actor in the character of Shylock, in the "Merchant of Venice." . . . Macklin's performance of this character so forcibly struck a gentleman in the pit that he, as it were involuntarily, exclaimed,--
"This is the Jew That Shakespeare drew!"
It has been said that this gentleman was Mr. Pope, and that he meant his panegyric on Macklin as a satire against Lord Lansdowne.--_Biographia Dramatica, vol. i. part ii. p. 469._
JOHN GAY. 1688-1732.
'T was when the sea was roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring, All on a rock reclin'd.
_The What d' ye call it. Act ii. Sc. 8._
So comes a reckoning when the banquet 's o'er,-- The dreadful reckoning, and men smile no more.[348-1]
_The What d' ye call it. Act ii. Sc. 9._
'T is woman that seduces all mankind; By her we first were taught the wheedling arts.
_The Beggar's Opera. Act i. Sc. 1._
Over the hills and far away.[348-2]
_The Beggar's Opera. Act i. Sc. 1._
If the heart of a man is depress'd with cares, The mist is dispell'd when a woman appears.
_The Beggar's Opera. Act ii. Sc. 1._
The fly that sips treacle is lost in the sweets.
_The Beggar's Opera. Act ii. Sc. 2._
Brother, brother! we are both in the wrong.
_The Beggar's Opera. Act ii. Sc. 2._
How happy could I be with either, Were t' other dear charmer away!
_The Beggar's Opera. Act ii. Sc. 2._
The charge is prepar'd, the lawyers are met, The judges all ranged,--a terrible show!
_The Beggar's Opera. Act iii. Sc. 2._
All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd.
_Sweet William's Farewell to Black-eyed Susan._
Adieu, she cried, and waved her lily hand.
_Sweet William's Farewell to Black-eyed Susan._
Remote from cities liv'd a swain, Unvex'd with all the cares of gain; His head was silver'd o'er with age, And long experience made him sage.
_Fables. Part i. The Shepherd and the Philosopher._
Whence is thy learning? Hath thy toil O'er books consum'd the midnight oil?[348-3]
_Fables. Part i. The Shepherd and the Philosopher._
Where yet was ever found a mother Who 'd give her booby for another?
_Fables. Part i. The Mother, the Nurse, and the Fairy._
No author ever spar'd a brother.
_Fables. The Elephant and the Bookseller._
Lest men suspect your tale untrue, Keep probability in view.
_Fables. Part i. The Painter who pleased Nobody and Everybody._
In ev'ry age and clime we see Two of a trade can never agree.[349-1]
_Fables. Part i. The Rat-catcher and Cats._
Is there no hope? the sick man said; The silent doctor shook his head.
_Fables. Part i. The Sick Man and the Angel._
While there is life there 's hope, he cried.[349-2]
_Fables. Part i. The Sick Man and the Angel._
Those who in quarrels interpose Must often wipe a bloody nose.
_Fables. Part i. The Mastiffs._
That raven on yon left-hand oak (Curse on his ill-betiding croak!) Bodes me no good.[349-3]
_Fables. Part i. The Farmer's Wife and the Raven._
And when a lady 's in the case, You know all other things give place.
_Fables. Part i. The Hare and many Friends._
Give me, kind Heaven, a private station, A mind serene for contemplation: Title and profit I resign; The post of honour shall be mine.[349-4]
_Fables. Part ii. The Vulture, the Sparrow, and other Birds._
From wine what sudden friendship springs!
_Fables. Part ii. The Squire and his Cur._
Life is a jest, and all things show it; I thought so once, but now I know it.
_My own Epitaph._
FOOTNOTES:
[348-1] The time of paying a shot in a tavern among good fellows, or Pantagruelists, is still called in France a "quart d'heure de Rabelais,"--that is, Rabelais's quarter of an hour, when a man is uneasy or melancholy.--_Life of Rabelais_ (Bohn's edition), _p. 13._
[348-2] O'er the hills and far away.--D'URFEY: _Pills to purge Melancholy_ (1628-1723).
[348-3] "Midnight oil,"--a common phrase, used by Quarles, Shenstone, Cowper, Lloyd, and others.
[349-1] Potter is jealous of potter, and craftsman of craftsman; and poor man has a grudge against poor man, and poet against poet.--HESIOD: _Works and Days, 24._
Le potier au potier porte envie (The potter envies the potter).--BOHN: _Handbook of Proverbs._
MURPHY: _The Apprentice, act iii._
[349-2] Elpides en zooisin, anelpistoi de thanontes (For the living there is hope, but for the dead there is none.)--THEOCRITUS: _Idyl iv. 42._
AEgroto, dum anima est, spes est (While the sick man has life, there is hope).--CICERO: _Epistolarum ad Atticum, ix. 10._
[349-3] It was n't for nothing that the raven was just now croaking on my left hand.--PLAUTUS: _Aulularia, act iv. sc. 3._
[349-4] See Addison, page 298.
LADY MARY WORTLEY MONTAGU. 1690-1762.
Let this great maxim be my virtue's guide,-- In part she is to blame that has been tried: He comes too near that comes to be denied.[350-1]
_The Lady's Resolve._
And we meet, with champagne and a chicken, at last.[350-2]
_The Lover._
Be plain in dress, and sober in your diet; In short, my deary, kiss me, and be quiet.
_A Summary of Lord Lyttelton's Advice._
Satire should, like a polished razor keen, Wound with a touch that 's scarcely felt or seen.
_To the Imitator of the First Satire of Horace. Book ii._
But the fruit that can fall without shaking Indeed is too mellow for me.
_The Answer._
FOOTNOTES:
[350-1] A fugitive piece, written on a window by Lady Montagu, after her marriage (1713). See Overbury, page 193.
[350-2] What say you to such a supper with such a woman?--BYRON: _Note to a Second Letter on Bowles._
CHARLES MACKLIN. 1690-1797.
The law is a sort of hocus-pocus science, that smiles in yer face while it picks yer pocket; and the glorious uncertainty of it is of mair use to the professors than the justice of it.
_Love a la Mode. Act ii. Sc. 1._
Every tub must stand upon its bottom.[350-3]
_The Man of the World. Act i. Sc. 2._
FOOTNOTES:
[350-3] See Bunyan, page 265.
JOHN BYROM. 1691-1763.
God bless the King,--I mean the faith's defender! God bless--no harm in blessing--the Pretender! But who pretender is, or who is king,-- God bless us all!--that 's quite another thing.
_To an Officer of the Army, extempore._
Take time enough: all other graces Will soon fill up their proper places.[351-1]
_Advice to Preach Slow._
Some say, compar'd to Bononcini, That Mynheer Handel 's but a ninny; Others aver that he to Handel Is scarcely fit to hold a candle. Strange all this difference should be 'Twixt Tweedledum and Tweedledee.
_On the Feuds between Handel and Bononcini._[351-2]
As clear as a whistle.
_Epistle to Lloyd. I._
The point is plain as a pike-staff.[351-3]
_Epistle to a Friend._
Bone and Skin, two millers thin, Would starve us all, or near it; But be it known to Skin and Bone That Flesh and Blood can't bear it.
_Epigram on Two Monopolists._
Thus adorned, the two heroes, 'twixt shoulder and elbow, Shook hands and went to 't; and the word it was bilbow.
_Upon a Trial of Skill between the Great Masters of the Noble Science of Defence, Messrs. Figg and Sutton._
FOOTNOTES:
[351-1] See Walker, page 265.
[351-2] Nourse asked me if I had seen the verses upon Handel and Bononcini, not knowing that they were mine.--_Byrom's Remains_ (Chetham Soc.), _vol. i. p. 173._
The last two lines have been attributed to Swift and Pope (see Scott's edition of Swift, and Dyce's edition of Pope).
[351-3] See Middleton, page 172.
LOUIS THEOBALD. 1691-1744.
None but himself can be his parallel.[352-1]
_The Double Falsehood._
FOOTNOTES:
[352-1] Quaeris Alcidae parem? Nemo est nisi ipse
(Do you seek Alcides' equal? None is, except himself).--SENECA: _Hercules Furens, i. 1; 84._
And but herself admits no parallel.--MASSINGER: _Duke of Milan,