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CRABBE. - BARRINGTON.-LEE. - KEMBLE. 445

Time has touched me gently in his race,

And left no odious furrows in my face.1

Tales of the Hall. Book xvii. The Widow

GEORGE BARRINGTON. 1755

True patriots all; for be it understood
We left our country for our country's good.2

Prologue written for the Opening of the Play-house at
New South Wales, Jan. 16, 1796.

HENRY LEE. 1756-1816.

To the memory of the Man, first in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his countrymen.

Memoirs of Lee. Eulogy on Washington, Dec. 26, 1799,8

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Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love,
But - why did you kick me down stairs?

The Panel. Act i. Sc. 1.

1 Touch us gently, Time.-B. W. PROCTER: Touch us gently, Time.

Time has laid his hand

Upon my heart, gently.

2 See Farquhar, page 305.

LONGFELLOW: The Golden Legend, iv.

To the memory of the Man, first in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his fellow-citizens. Resolutions presented to the United States' House of Representatives, on the Death of Washington, December, 1799.

The eulogy was delivered a week later. Marshall, in his "Life of Wash ington," vol. v. p. 767, says in a note that these resolutions were prepared by Colonel Henry Lee, who was then not in his place to read them. Generai Robert E. Lee, in the Life of his father (1869), prefixed to the Report of his father's "Memoirs of the War of the Revolution," gives (p. 5) the expression "fellow-citizens; " but on p. 52 he says: "But there is a line, a single line, in the Works of Lee which would hand him over to immortality, though he had never written another: First in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his countrymen' will last while language lasts."

Altered from Bickerstaff's "Tis Well 't is no Worse." The lines are also found in Debrett's "Asylum for Fugitive Pieces," vol. i. p. 15.

HORATIO NELSON. 1758-1805.

In the battle off Cape St. Vincent, Nelson gave orders for boarding the "San Josef," exclaiming "Westminster Abbey, or victory!" Life of Nelson (Southey). Vol. i. p. 93.

England expects every man to do his duty.1

Vol. ii. p. 131.

ROBERT BURNS. 1759-1796.

Auld Nature swears the lovely dears
Her noblest work she classes, 0;
Her 'prentice han' she tried on man,
And then she made the lasses, O!?

Some books are lies frae end to end.

Green the Rashes. grow

Death and Dr. Hornbook.
Ibid.

Some wee short hours ayont the twal.
The best laid schemes o' mice and men
Gang aft a-gley;

And leave us naught but grief and pain
For promised joy.

When chill November's surly blast
Made fields and forests bare.

Man's inhumanity to man

Makes countless thousands mourn.

To a Mouse.

Man was made to Mourn.

Ibid.

1 This famous sentence is thus first reported: "Say to the fleet, England confides that every man will do his duty." Captain Pasco, Nelson's flaglieutenant, suggested to substitute "expects" for "confides," which was adopted. Captain Blackwood, who commanded the " Euryalis," says that the correction suggested was from "Nelson expects expects."

2 Man was made when Nature was But an apprentice, but woman when she

Was a skilful mistress of her art.

to "England

Cupid's Whirligig (1607).

Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new.

The Cotter's Saturday Night.

Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.

He wales a portion with judicious care;

And "Let us worship God," he says with solemn air.

Perhaps Dundee's wild-warbling measures rise,
Or plaintive Martyrs, worthy of the name.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Ibid.

From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs,
That makes her loved at home, revered abroad:
Princes and lords are but the breath of kings,
"An honest man's the noblest work of God." 1

Ibid.

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Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;

A brother to relieve, — how exquisite the bliss!

His locked, lettered, braw brass collar
Showed him the gentleman and scholar.

1 See Fletcher, page 183.

The Vision.

Ibid.

A Winter Night.

The Twa Dogs

And there began a lang digression
About the lords o' the creation.

Oh wad some power the giftie gie us
To see oursel's as others see us!
It wad frae monie a blunder free us,
And foolish notion.

Then gently scan your brother man,
Still gentler sister woman;

Though they may gang a kennin' wrang,
To step aside is human.1

What's done we partly may compute,

But know not what 's resisted.

Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives elate
Full on thy bloom.2

O life! thou art a galling load,
Along a rough, a weary road,

To wretches such as I!

Perhaps it may turn out a sang,
Perhaps turn out a sermon.

I waive the quantum o' the sin,
The hazard of concealing;
But, och! it hardens a' within,
And petrifies the feeling!

The fear o' hell's a hangman's whip

8

To haud the wretch in order;
But where ye feel your honour grip,
Let that be
aye

your

border.

An atheist's laugh's a poor exchange

For Deity offended!

And may you better reck the rede,1

Than ever did the adviser!

1 See Pope, page 325.

8 See Burton, page 193.

The Twa Dogs

To a Louse

Address to the Unco Guid,

Ibid.

To a Mountain Daisy.

Despondency.

Epistle to a Young Friend.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Ibid.

Ibid

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Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes;
Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise.

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