The charge is prepar'd, the lawyers are met, The judges all rang'd; a terrible show!

Ibid. 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 wav'd her lily hand.

FABLES.

Long experience made him sage.

Ibid.

The Shepherd and the Philosopher.

Whence is thy learning? Hath thy toil
O'er books consum'd the midnight oil?1
When yet was ever found a mother
Who'd give her booby for another?

Ibid.

The Mother, the Nurse, and the Fairy.

Is there no hope? the sick man said;
The silent doctor shook his head.

The Sick Man and the Angel.

While there is life there's hope, he cried.

Ibid.

Those who in quarrels interpose

Must often wipe a bloody nose.

The Mastiffs.

1 'midnight oil,' a common phrase, used by Quarles, Shenstone, Cowper, Lloyd, and others.

2 Ελπίδες ἐν ζωοῖσιν, ἀνέλπιστοι δὲ θανόντες.

Theocritus, Id. iv. Line 42.

Ægroto, dum anima est, spes est.

Cicero, Epist. ad Att. ix. 10.

Gay continued.]

And when a lady's in the case,
You know all other things give place.

The Hare and many Friends.

Life is a jest, and all things show it ;
I thought so once, but now I know it.
My own Epitaph.

LADY MARY WORTLEY MONTAGUE.

1690-1762.

maxim be great

my

virtue's guide,

Let this
In part she is to blame that has been tried:
He comes too near that comes to be denied.
The Lady's Resolve.1

And we meet, with champagne and a chicken, at

last.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 Lyttleton's Advice.

Satire should, like a polish'd razor keen,
Wound with a touch that's scarcely felt or seen.
To the Imitator of the First Satire of Horace. Book ii.

1 A fugitive piece, written on a window by Lady Montague, after her marriage (1713). The last lines were taken from Overbury :

In part to blame is she
Which hath without consent bin only tride :
He comes to neere that comes to be denide.

The Wife, St. 36.

2 What say you to such a supper with such a woman? Byron, Note to Letter on Bowles.

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KANE O'HARA.

-- 1782.

Pray, goody, please to moderate the rancour of your tongue ;

Why flash those sparks of fury from your eyes?
Remember, when the judgment 's weak, the preju-
dice is strong.
Midas. Acti. Sc. 4.

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 à la Mode. Act ii. Sc. 1.

MATTHEW GREEN. 1696–1737.

Fling but a stone, the giant dies.

The Spleen. Line 93.

LOUIS THEOBALD. 1691 - 1744.

None but himself can be his parallel.1

The Double Falsehood.

1 Quæris Alcidæ parem?

Nemo est nisi ipse.

Seneca, Hercules Furens, Act i. Sc. 1.

And but herself admits no parallel.

Massinger, Duke of Milan, Act iv. Sc. 3.

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.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.2

As clear as a whistle.

Epistle to Lloyd.

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.

1 Learn to read slow: all other graces

Will follow in their proper places.

Walker, Art of Reading. 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.

T

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Chesterfield.-Mallett.

EARL OF CHESTERFIELD. 1694-1773.

Sacrifice to the Graces. Letter. March 9, 1748.

Manners must adorn knowledge, and smooth its way through the world. Like a great rough diamond, it may do very well in a closet by way of curiosity, and also for its intrinsic value.

Letter. July 1, 1748.

Style is the dress of thoughts.

Letter. Nov. 24, 1749.

I assisted at the birth of that most significant word "flirtation," which dropped from the most beautiful mouth in the world.

The World. No. 101.

Unlike my subject now shall be my song,
It shall be witty, and it sha'n't be long.

Impromptu Lines.

The dews of the evening most carefully shun,— Those tears of the sky for the loss of the sun. Advice to a Lady in Autumn.

DAVID MALLETT. 1700-1765.

While tumbling down the turbid stream,
Lord love us, how we apples swim!

Tyburn.