Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream, Tho' lost to sight, to mem'ry dear One only hope my heart can cheer,- Oh fondly on the past I dwell, Thou art gone. When, wand'ring down the shady dell, Yes, life then seem'd one pure delight, Oft in the tranquil hour of night, I think upon that happy time, When last we heard the sweet bells chime, Yes, life then seem'd one pure delight, Tho' now each spot looks drear; Yet tho' thy smile be lost to sight, 1 This song To mem'ry thou art dear. Song.1 written and composed by Linley for Mr. Augustus Braham, and sung by him is given entire, as so much inquiry has been made for the source of "Though lost to Sight, to Memory dear." It is not known when the song was written, — probably about 1830. Another song, entitled “Though lost to Sight, to Memory dear," was published in London in 1880, purporting to have been "written by Ruthven Jenkyns in 1703." It is said to have been published in the "Magazine for Mariners." No such magazine, however, ever existed, and the composer of the music acknowledged, in a private letter, to have copied the song from an American newspaper. There is no other authority for the origin of this song, and the reputed author, Ruthven Jenkyns, was living, under the name of C, in California in 1882. COLONEL BLACKER. Put your trust in God, my boys, and keep your pow der dry.1 Oliver's Advice. 1834. ROBERT POLLOK. 1799-1827. Sorrows remember'd sweeten present joy. The Course of Time. Book i. Line 464. He laid his hand upon "the Ocean's mane," He was a man Book iv. Line 389. Who stole the livery of the court of Heaven With one hand he put A penny in the urn of poverty, And with the other took a shilling out. Book viii. Line 616. Line 632. There was a state without king or nobles; there was a church without a bishop; there was a people governed by grave magistrates which it had selected, and by equal laws which it had framed. Speech before the New England Society, Dec. 22, 1843. We join ourselves to no party that does not carry the flag and keep step to the music of the Union. Letter to the Whig Convention, 1855. 1 There is a well-authenticated anecdote of Cromwell. On a certain occasion, when his troops were about crossing a river to attack the enemy, he concluded an address, couched in the usual fanatic terms in use among them, with these words: "Put your trust in God; but mind to keep your powder dry!" HAYES: Ballads of Ireland, vol. i. p. 191. 2 See Byron, page 548. 8 The Americans equally detest the pageantry of a king and the supercilious hypocrisy of a bishop.―JUNIUS: Letter xxxv. Dec. 19, 1769. It [Calvinism] established a religion without a prelate, a government without a king. - GEORGE BANCROFT: History of the United States, vol ii. chap. vi. Its constitution the glittering and sounding generalities of natural right which make up the Declaration of Independence. Letter to the Maine Whig Committee, 1856. One summer's eve, when the breeze was gone, And the nightingale was mute. Ibid. The hairs on his brow were silver-white, Ibid. THOMAS B. MACAULAY. 1800-1859. (From his Essays.) That is the best government which desires to make the people happy, and knows how to make them happy. On Mitford's History of Greece. 1824. 1 Although Mr. Choate has usually been credited with the original utterance of the words "glittering generalities," the following quotation will show that he was anticipated therein by several years: We fear that the glittering generalities of the speaker have left an impression more delightful than permanent. - FRANKLIN J. DICKMAN: Review of a Lecture by Rufus Choate, Providence Journal, Dec. 14, 1849. Free trade, one of the greatest blessings which a government can confer on a people, is in almost every country unpopular. On Mitford's History of Greece. 1824. The history of nations, in the sense in which I use the word, is often best studied in works not professedly historical. Ibid. Wherever literature consoles sorrow or assuages pain; wherever it brings gladness to eyes which fail with wakefulness and tears, and ache for the dark house and the long sleep, there is exhibited in its noblest form the immortal influence of Athens. Ibid. We hold that the most wonderful and splendid proof of genius is a great poem produced in a civilized age. On Milton. 1825. Nobles by the right of an earlier creation, and priests by the imposition of a mightier hand. Ibid. Out of his surname they have coined an epithet for a knave, and out of his Christian name a synonym for the Devil.1 On Machiavelli. 1825. The English Bible, a book which if everything else in our language should perish, would alone suffice to show the whole extent of its beauty and power. On John Dryden. 1828. His imagination resembled the wings of an ostrich. It enabled him to run, though not to soar. Ibid. A man possessed of splendid talents, which he often abused, and of a sound judgment, the admonitions of which he often neglected; a man who succeeded only in an inferior department of his art, but who in that department succeeded pre-eminently. Ibid. He had a head which statuaries loved to copy, and a foot the deformity of which the beggars in the streets mimicked. On Moore's Life of Lord Byron. 1830 1 See Butler, page 215. We know no spectacle so ridiculous as the British publie in one of its periodical fits of morality. On Moore's Life of Lord Byron. 1830. From the poetry of Lord Byron they drew a system of ethics compounded of misanthropy and voluptuousness, a system in which the two great commandments were to hate your neighbour and to love your neighbour's wife. Ibid. That wonderful book, while it obtains admiration from the most fastidious critics, is loved by those who are too simple to admire it. On Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress. 1831. The conformation of his mind was such that whatever was little seemed to him great, and whatever was great seemed to him little. On Horace Walpole. 1833. What a singular destiny has been that of this remarkable man!-To be regarded in his own age as a classic, and in ours as a companion! To receive from his contemporaries that full homage which men of genius have in general received only from posterity; to be more inti mately known to posterity than other men are known to their contemporaries! On Boswell's Life of Johnson (Croker's ed.). 1831. Temple was a man of the world amongst men of letters, a man of letters amongst men of the world.1 On Sir William Temple. 1838. She [the Roman Catholic Church] may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.2 On Ranke's History of the Popes. 1840. 1 See Pope, page 331-332. 2 The same image was employed by Macaulay in 1824 in the concluding paragraph of a review of Mitford's Greece, and he repeated it in his review of Mill's "Essay on Government" in 1829. What cities, as great as this, have . . . promised themselves immortality! Posterity can hardly trace the situation of some. The sorrowful traveller wanders over the awful ruins of others. . . . Here stood their cit |