1767-1848. JOHN QUINCY ADAMS. This hand, to tyrants ever sworn the foe, ANDREW JACKSON. 1767 -1845. Our Federal Union: It must be preserved. Toast given on the Jefferson Birthday Celebration in 1830. Benton's Thirty Years' View. i. 148. JOSIAH QUINCY. 1772-1864. If this bill (for the admission of Orleans territory as a State) passes, it is my deliberate opinion that it is virtually a dissolution of the Union; that it will free the States from their moral obligation, and, as it will be the right of all, so it will be the duty of some, definitely to prepare for a separation, amicably if they can, violently if they must.2 Abridged Cong. Debates, Jan. 14, 1811. Vol. iv. p. 327. 1 Manus hæc inimica tyrannis Ense petit placidam sub libertate quietem. Algernon Sidney. 2 The gentleman (Mr. Quincy) cannot have forgotten his own sentiment, uttered even on the floor of this House, "Peaceably if we can, forcibly if we must."Henry Clay, Speech, Jan. 8, 1813. GEORGE CANNING. 1770-1827. Story! God bless you! I have none to tell, sir. The Friend of Humanity and the Knife-Grinder. I give thee sixpence! I will see thee d-d first. Ibid. So down thy hill, romantic Ashbourn, glides The Loves of the Triangles. Line 178. A sudden thought strikes me, let us swear an eternal friendship. Ibid. The Rovers. Acti. Sc. 1. And finds, with keen, discriminating sight, white. New Morality, xxxvi. Give me the avow'd, the erect, the manly foe, Bold I can meet, perhaps may turn his blow; But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save, save, oh! save me from the Candid Friend! Ibid. I called the New World into existence to redress the balance of the old. The King's Message. (Dec. 12, 1826.) No, here's to the pilot that weathered the storm. The Pilot that weathered the Storm. SAMUEL ROGERS. 1763-1855. A guardian angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing.. Human Life. Fireside happiness, to hours of ease Blest with that charm, the certainty to please. Ibid. The soul of music slumbers in the shell, Then, never less alone than when alone.1 Ibid. Those that he loved so long and sees no more, Loved and still loves, not dead, but gone Mine be a cot beside the hill; A beehive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, Ibid. With many a fall, shall linger near. A Wish. Cicero, De 1 Numquam se minus otiosum esse, quam quum otiosus, nec minus solum, quam quum solus esset. Officiis, Lib. iii. cap. 1. 2 In a collection of Epitaphs published by Lackington & Co. (Vol. ii. p. 143), an epitaph is given "On Mary Angell at Stepney, who died 1693," in which this line [Rogers continued. That very law which moulds a tear She was good as she was fair. To a Tear. None none on earth above her! The good are better made by ill, As odours crushed are sweeter still.? Ibid. St. 3. JOHN TOBIN. 1770-1804. The man that lays his hand upon a woman, Save in the way of kindness, is a wretch, Whom 't were gross flattery to name a coward. The Honeymoon. Act ii. Sc. 1. She's adorned Amply that in her husband's eye looks lovely,— The truest mirror that an honest wife Can see her beauty in. 1 To see her is to love her, Ibid. Act iii. Sc. 4. And love but her for ever. Burns, Bonny Lesley. I will, if you please, take you to the house, and introduce you to its worthy master, whom to know is to love. Sir Humphrey Davy, Salmonia, Eighth Day. None knew thee but to love thee. - Halleck, On the Death of Drake. 2 Virtue is like precious odours, most fragrant when they are incensed or crushed. — Bacon, Of Adversity. WILLIAM WORDSWORTH.1 1770-1850. And homeless near a thousand homes I stood, And near a thousand tables pined and wanted Guilt and Sorrow. Stanza 41. food. Action is transitory a step, a blow, - The motion of a muscle- this way or that. The Borderers. Act iii. The Child is father of the Man.2 My Heart Leaps Up. She gave me eyes, she gave me ears; The Sparrow's Nest. The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door. Lucy Gray. Stanza 2. A simple Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? We are Seven. Drink, pretty creature, drink! The Pet Lamb. 1 Coleridge said to Wordsworth, "Since Milton I know of no poet with so many felicities and unforgetable lines and stanzas as you."-Wordsworth's Memoirs, ii. 74. 2 The childhood shows the man As morning shows the day. Milton, Par. Regained, Book iv. L. 220. |