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“Nec cuiquam Bethfortiadum de gente

pepercit. Tum Talebotream loquitur Suffortus ad

aurem.”

Above and below,

Here and there I can go,
All action, and never at rest."
The horse, who heard the strange address,

Look'd scornfully aside,
Then paused, and listen'd to his speech,
And gravely thus replied:

“ Your vaultings in air,
Your bounds here and there,
I pray you, my friend,

In what do they end,
The use of all this let me know?

“ It is not in vain
That I move o'er the plain,
I speed to fulfil

My governor's will,
And in this my ability show.”
Some certain writers, squirrel-like,

The steed's advice may fit,
Who, when by Nature gifted well,

In trifles waste their wit.

[Richard Beauchamp, Earl of Warwick.]

“ It was Richard Beauchamp, Earl of Warwick, whom Dunois defeated, born in 1380. Whether we consider him as a soldier or statesman,' says Fenn, he was one of the most considerable personages of his time. In 1408 he visited the Holy Sepulchre at Jerusalem, and on his journey thither acquitted himself with the greatest valour at tournaments, and other acts of valour in the courts of several princes.'

Extracts. “Em quem se unis por natureza Com a mór severidade a mór brandura."

ULYSSEA.

[Sea-Captain's Exclamation.]

“ SULENCIO y soledad, ministros puros

De alta contemplacion, tened el velo “ I, Anthony James Pye Molloy, Can make, break, disrate, and destroy."

A profanos sentidos inferiores.”

B. LEONARDO. This was the usual exclamation of this gallant captain of the “Cæsar," as he walked the deck.

LANCE heads gilt. “ Outro lhe trazia huma facha d'armas com o ferro dourado."

-PALMEIRIM. [Sire and Baron.]

“E PORQUE nestes encontros quebrara “ THESE ancient barons affected rather to be stiled by the name of Sire than Ba- esperando lhe viesse outra. Albayzar lhe

tres lanças, que trazia, o quinto se deteve, ron, as Le Sire de Montmorencie, Le Sire

mandon dar d'algumas, que tenha pera sua de Beauvin, and the like. And the Baron of Concy carried, to that purpose, this rithine pessoa, porque as vezes justava, e era negra

e o ferro dourado."-Ibid. in his device,

"Je ne suis Roy ne Prince aussi
Je suis le Sire de Concy.''

The sound of the drum called by the
SELDEN. French Palalalalan.-PASQUIER.

Ridiculous appearance of the names in FULLER observes, that “ though blood V. Varanius :-Pip

heros. Talebotus. be the best sauce for victorie, yet must it Hongreffortus. Scallus.

not be more than the meat."

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“ LA VIRGEN fue Madrina en los desporios de Caterina y Christo."

“ So an Herauld rod as nigh Sir Gareth as he could, and there he saw written about

the helme in golde, —• This is Sir G. of The body of Clovis, son of Chilperic, Orkney.'”—Amadis of Gaul. whom Fredegonda had murdered and thrown into the river, was known by the fisher

“AND anon he was aware of a K. armed, man who found it by the long hair.' walking his horse easily by a wood side, and

MEZERAY.

his shield laced to his shoulder.”—Ibid.

" Then the King of the burning S. stept In 1445, a young man flourished of un- forward, and lifting up his arm as if he would common talents and acquirements. Mon- strike the Cynocephal on the top of his head, strellet suspects him to be Antichrist, be- seized with his left hand on the shield, which cause one of the signs of the times when he pulled to him with so much strength, Antichrist should appear, is, that men and that plucking it from his neck, he brought women shall change dress, alluding to the him with his nose to the ground."— Ibid. Maid.-PASQUIER.

p. 84.

I Quoted on those lines in “ Joan of Arc," From REBOLLEDO. Parnaso, 9. 182. N.xxvii. “Go, Charles, and hide thee in a woman's garb, With what a deafening roar yon torrent And these long locks will not disgrace thee

rolls then!”

Book iii., Poems, p. 23.

J. W. W. Its weight of waters from the precipice

names

Whose mountain mass darkens the hollow

From L. LEONARDO. I. 73. 11. vale! Yet there it falls not, for the eternal wind Thou art determined to be beautiful, That sweeps with force compress'd the Lysis! and, Lysis, either thou art mad winding straits,

Or hast no looking-glass. Dost thou not Scatters the midway stream, and borne afar,

know The heavy mist descends, a ceaseless shower. Thy paint-beplaster'd forehead, broad and Methinks that Eolus here forms his clouds, bare, As Vulcan, amid Etna's cavern'd fires, With not a grey lock left, thy mouth so black, Shapes the red bolts of Jove. Sure if some And that invincible breath. Rightly we

deem sage Of elder times had journey'd here, his art That with a random hand blind Fortune deals With many a mystic fable shadowing truth, The lots of life. To thee she gave a boon, Had sanctified this spot, where Man might That crowds so anxiously and vainly wish, learn

Old
age,

and left in thee no trace of youth, Wisdom from Nature, marking how the Save all its folly and its ignorance. stream

Jan. 2, 98. That seeks the valley's depth, borne up

ward joins The clouds of heaven, but from its height From L. LEONARDO. V. 1, 18. III. abased

CONTENT with what I am, the sounding When it would rise, descends to earth in rain."

Of Glory tempt not me; nor is there ought Feb. 4th, 1798. Lamb's C. Street.

In glittering Grandeur that provokes one

wish

Beyond my peaceful state. What though From the CONDE DE REBOLLEDO.

I boast Not long this fearful conflict shall endure No trapping that the multitude adore That arms the air with lightning, that o'er- In common with the great, enough for me, spreads

That naked, like the mighty of the earth, Earth with its horrors, making the firm globe I came into the world; and that, like me, Tremble. Not long these terrors shall en- They must descend into the grave, the house dure

For all appointed. For the space between, That seem as they appallid the fires of What more of happiness have I to seek heaven,

Than that dear woman's love whose truth For Night approaches now, preserving

I know, Night,

And whose fond heart is satisfied with me. And War will sleep in darkness. But the 1 Jun. 1798.

Chief
Stretch'd forth his hand, and bade the Sun

From B. LEONARDO. V. 2. 187. X.
stand still
On Gibeon, and thou, Moon, over the vale Fabius, to think that God hath in the lines
Of Ajilon, till vengeance be compleat. Of the right hand disclosed the things to
And wherefore did the Harmonies of Heaven

come, Cease at the voice of Joshua ? the Most High, And in the wrinkles of the skin pourtray'd, He who is Just, suspended Nature's laws, As in a map, the way of human life, That Kings might meet the meed they me- This is to follow with the multitude rited.

Error and Ignorance, their common guides. Jan. 30, 1798.

Yet surely I allow that God has placed

Our fate in our own hands, or evil or good, disappearance of Nuno after the battle,
Even as we make it. Tell me, Fabius, when he went to save his brother.
Art not a king thyself, when envying not For a poetical hero, there is Vasco Lo-
The lot of kings, no idle wish disturbs beira, and his Oriana may supply that fe-
Thy quiet life, when, a self-governed man, male interest to the story which is all it
No laws exist to thee; and when no change wants.
With which the will of Heaven may visit

26 Nov. 1814. thee

I HAVE this day made up my mind to Can break the even calmness of thy soul.

take the subject. 31st Dec. 97.

23 March, 1819! 12, Lamb's Conduit Street.

The weight of this poem

will depend upon two characters. Nuno Alvarez, who is the

ideal of chivalry, full of joy, hope, enthuFutura.

siastic patriotism, and enthusiastic devotion; January 13, 1803. and his brother, twenty years older than Who is it that so prefers cities that he himself, who had been a father to him, and will not live in the country, and loves London is, from a deep sense of duty, with the best of all, for the sake of man the philoso- Spaniards : satisfied that their cause is just; pher ?—yet even in London lives retired, utterly dissatisfied with their conduct-the delighting in shade, and quiet, and retire- perfect example of a good and wise man in ment—in solitude ? oh no! but his acts of such circumstances. Hated by the populove are so secretly bestowed that they are lace of his own country; hated by most of not felt at the time, though keenly felt and the Spaniards, but respected by Juan and long remembered afterwards—a good Me- Joam, though disliked by one, and feared thodist ? The king is afraid of him, and by the other; and loved and reverenced by has by his own authority ordered him to be Nuno, and by all who know him well. Be. destroyed. Oh, a Jacobin ; away with him fore the battle he takes leave of Juan, and to Mr. Aris !-no, not by law and a trial — while the event is doubtful, executes his not against law by confinement-not by a long meditated purpose of hiding himself court-martial, but by Mr. Tiffin.

from the world. His daughter is Lobeira's Sir W. Yeo and the Soldier. The Sol. love. dier had gone into the field to do—what ? If this character can be developed as it Are you a classic reader-have you had is conceived, I think it will be the best dethe benefit of a liberal education -to do lineation that I shall ever have made. what · As in præsenti had done in the entry.' Not what goeth into the mouth defileth, but this did. The soldier swore when he got

In Aragon no vassal of the crown could

be buried without the king's leave; the perthe bayonet; but the recording angel put that oath down among his good things. So,

mission implying that he had discharged his Sir, with reverence be his title spoken.

loyalty.

Sisters of Helicon-yours is a thankless service; he who rears the olive of Pallas

is well repaid—or the grain of Ceres—your Keswick, Saturday Evening,

votaries receive only a barren laurel to wave June 11, 1808.

over their graves. Portugal Delivered. The Siege of Lisbon; the election at

This note of exclamation is in the original

MSS. and is evidently intended to point to the Coimbra ; the battle of Aljubarrota.

time elapsed since the preceding entry. One of the finest incidents would be the

J. W. W.

T

I wish I were as young as thee, my own But these conjectures all are all false, dear Margaret

And I'll tell you the true one to end them; For some things I full fain would learn, and The Devil had torn his blue pantaloons, some full fain forget.

And he sent for a taylor to mend them.

OWEN PARFIT." Ramiro.

A. D. 988. Vladimar sent to Constantine My old folios ; why do you for ever read Porphyrogenitus, to demand baptism, and them ? a song of songs to come, and the the Emperor's sister, Helena, in marriage, burden Barbara! Barbara !

else he threatened to march on from Theodosia, which he had just taken. Constan

tine sent priests and the lady. The RusThe Man in the Moon is dead, and who sian then restored his conquests, made his shall succeed him? Some say Mr. Garne- people be baptized by thousands in the rin is set out to take possession ; others that | Dnieper, and threw Peroun into the river the planets are to elect * * then thinks he with the rest of the idols. has a fair chance, being sure of Mercury Ballad from Count Stolberg's story of the and Venus ; others say Lord Melville, be- foundation of Rapperschweil; a traveller cause a brass face is the best complexion ; admiring the town; and a burgher telling or Lord *, because he wants a place, and him what a chance it was whether there this would be conspicuous enough to suit should be a town there or a gibbet; making him. Mr. Addington, for he who is so ex- it the scene of the wife's adultery. The cellent a Chancellor of the Exchequer, would end that the town makes the place the make a most excellent Man in the Moon. better, and the story no whit the worse. Bonaparte; but he is afraid of the Crescent. A good monodrama may be made of HiOr the Duke of York— because in Holland milcon, the Carthaginian general, who, after he so often shifted his quarters. I dreamt losing a victorious arm in Sicily by pestithis this morning July 3, 1804.

lence, returned alone, related to the people what he had done, what suffered, accused

the Gods, and then retiring into his apartIdeas, &c.

ment slew himself. How the Bishop of Bremen went to Hell The Dew that falls on St. John's night by water.

is supposed to have the virtue to stop the The Dominican dipping for gold in a

plague. - Bruce. — Connect this with the volcano.

Witch and the Well of Rogoes. The sepulchre that fits every body; he

Give me the May-green of hope, or the who has measured himself thereby never healthy June appearance of the trees in their more feels fatigue.

full life-beauty; not Autumn-hectic coThe babe born in the grave.

lours that foretell the fall. Inspiration of Hafiz.

The Mistress of Don Manuel Ponce de ? This was a cripple tailor, who lived in a Leon let fall her glove into the circus where denly disappeared one fine day, and was never

cul de sac, or close court, at Bristol. He sudthere were lions; the knight, though un- heard of more. All sorts of conjectures, of armed, leaped down and picked it up; but course, were made relative to his flight. as she stooped to receive it, he dashed the

J. W. W. glove in her face.

3 Brand, in his " Popular Antiquities,” quotes St. Endeus, King of Ireland.

the following from an ancient calendar of the

Romish Church.
Escape of Ferran Gonzalez from Leon. “ 24 June. The Nativity of John the Baptist.

Dew and new leaves in estimation,"
See Poems, p. 442.-J. W. W.

J. W.W.

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