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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.

[Sea-Captain's Exclamation.]

"I, Anthony James Pye Molloy,

Can moke, break, disrate, and destroy."

This was the usual exclamation of this gallant captain of the "Cesar," as he walked the deck.

[Sire and Baron.]

"These ancient barons affected rather to be stiled by the name of Sire than Baron, as Le Sire de Montmorencie, Le Sire de Bcauvin, and the like. And the Baron cf Coney carried, to that purpose, this rithine in his device,

'Je ne suis Boy ne Prince aussi
Je suis le Sire de Coney.'"


Ridiculous appearance of the names in V. Varanius :—Pipinius heros. Talebotus. Hongreflbrtus. Scallus.

"Nec cuiquani Bethfortiadum de gente pepercit.

Turn Talebotream loquitur SufTortus ad aurem."

[Richard Betmckamp, Earl of Waneich.]

"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 140b 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 mor severidade a mor brandura."


"Sieencio y soledad, ministros puros De alta contemplacion, tened el velo A profanos sentidos inferiores."

B. Leonardo.

Lance heads gilt. "Outro lhe trazia huma facha d'armas com o ferro dourado." —Palmeibim.

"E Forque nestes encontros quebrara tres lancas, que trazia, o quinto se deteve, esperando lhe viesse outra. Albayzar lhe mandon dar d'algumas, que tenha pera sua pessoa, porque as vezes justava, e era negrn e o ferro dourado."—Ibid. •

The sound of the drum called by the French Palalalalan.—Pasqeier.

Fulxer observes, that " though blood be the best sauce for victorie, yet must it not be more than the meat."

“Quo vivo vixit, quo pereunte perit."

" QuisQUIS JOANNIS AURATI. Vos labor exercet, fructu minuente la


Quinque Martyres. Francisi Bencii. “ Such a stream As would have lull'd the traveller to sleep, But that its beauties," &c.

“ Late undantem dant sparsa incendia SIDNEY. P. 68. lucem."— Mich. HOSPITALIUS.

“ Suadet inire preces, et mentem inferre “ DESNUDO el rayo de la ardiente espada." | beatis


Sedibus."—Ibid. “ He bared the lightning of his fiery sword.”

“ Ille mihi satis, ille diu vixisse videtur, Cujus honesta fuit non turpis clausula vitæ."

Ibid. “Qual visita el Llugar con llanto tierno Donde la hermosa virgen Caterina

“ With that came Melyn upon a great Se desposo con el Esposo eterno La Angelica Rachel siendo madrina,

black horse, and sayde to King Arthur, 'Ye

have never done. Have ye not done ynough. A quel Esposo, que el nevado invierno

Of 3 score 000, ye have left on lyve but Se cubrio con escarcha matutina El que tiene los ojos de palomas

15,000, it is tyme for to saye No! for God Y del labio de lirio vierte aromas."

is wrothe with you that you wyll never

| have done.'"--Mort Arthur, chap. 15.

LOPE DE VEGA. “ 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 bim with his nose to the ground."— Ibid. Maid.-PASQUIER.

p. 84.

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 then!” Book iii., Poems, p. 23.

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

Whose mountain moss darkens the hollow vale I

Yet there it falls not, for the eternal wind That Eweeps with force compress'd the

winding straits, Scatters the midway stream, and borne afar, The heavy mist descends, a ceaseless shower. Methinks that Eolus here forms his clouds, As Vulcan, amid Etna's cavern'd fires, Shapes the red bolts of Jove. Sure if some


Of elder times had journey'd here, his art With many a mystic fable shadowing truth, Had sanctified this spot, where Man might learn

Wisdom from Nature, marking how the stream

That geeks the valley's depth, borne upward joins

The clouds of heaven, but from its height abased

When it would rise, descends to earth in rain."

Feb. 4M, 1798. Lamb's C. Street.

From the Conde De Reboiledo. Not long this fearful conflict shall endure That arms the air with lightning, that o'er


Earth with its horrors, making the firm globe Tremble. Not long these terrors shall endure

That seem as they appall'd the fires of

For Night approaches now, preserving

And War will sleep in darkness. But the

Stretch'd forth his hand, and bade the Sun stand still

On Gibeon, and thou, Moon, over the vale
Of Ajilon, till vengeance be compleat.
And wherefore did the Harmonies of Heaven
Cease at the voice of Joshua? theMostHigh,
He who is Just, suspended Nature's laws,
That Kings might meet the meed they me-
Jan. 30, 1798.

From L. Leonardo. I. 78. II.

Thoc art determined to be beautiful,
Lysis! and, Lysis, either thou art mad
Or hast no looking-glass. Dost thou not

Thy paint-beplaster'd forehead, broad and bare,

With not a grey lock left, thy mouth so black, And that invincible breath. Rightly we deem

That with arandom hand blind Fortune deals
The lots of life. To thee she gave a boon,
That crowds so anxiously and vainly wish,
Old age, and left in thee no trace of youth,
Save all its folly and its ignorance.
Jan. 2, 98.

From L. Leonardo. V. 1, 18. HI.

Content with what I am, the sounding names

Of Glory tempt not me; nor is there ought In glittering Grandeur that provokes one wish

Beyond my peaceful state. What though
I boast

No trapping that the multitude adore
In common with the great, enough for me,
That naked, like the mighty of the earth,
I came into the world: and that, like me,
They must descend into the grave, the house
For all appointed. For the space between,
What more of happiness have I to seek
Than that dear woman's love whose truth
I know,

And whose fond heart is satisfied with me.
I Jan. 1798.

From B. Leonardo. V. 2. 187. X. Fabius, to think that God hath in the lines Of the right hand disclosed the things to come,

And in the wrinkles of the skin pourtray'd,
As in a map, the way of human life,
This is to follow with the multitude
Error and Ignorance, their common guides.
Yet surely I allow that God has placed

Our fate in our own hands, or evil or good,
Even as we make it. Tell me, Fabius,
Ar't not a king thyself, when envying not
The lot of kings, no idle wish disturbs
Thy quiet life, when, a self-governed man,
No laws exist to thee; and when no change
With which the will of Heaven may visit

Can break the even calmness of thy soul.
3U< Dec. 97.
12, Lamb's Conduit Street.


January 13, 1803.

Who is it that so prefers cities that he will not live in the country, and loves London best of all, for the sake of man the philosopher ?—yet even in London lives retired, delighting in shade, and quiet, and retirement—in solitude f oh no! but his acts of love are so secretly bestowed that they are not felt at the time, though keenly felt and long remembered afterwards—a good Methodist? The king is afraid of him, and has by his own authority ordered him to be destroyed. Oh, a Jacobin; away with him to Mr. Aris!—no, not by law and a trial— not against law by confinement—not by a court-martial, but by Mr. Tiffin.

Sir W. Yeo and the Soldier. The Soldier had gone into the field to do—what P Are you a classic reader—have you had the benefit of a liberal education ?—to do what' As in prtesenti had done in the entry.' Not what goeth into the mouth defileth, but this did. The soldier swore when he got the bayonet; but the recording angel put that oath down among his good things. So, Sir, with reverence be his title spoken.

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disappearance of Nuno after the battle, when he went to save his brother.

For a poetical hero, there is Vasco Lobeira, and his Oriana may supply that female interest to the story which is all it wants.

26 Nov. 1814. I Have this day made up my mind to take the subject.

23 March, 1819! The weight of this poem will depend upon two characters. Nuno Alvarez, who is the ideal of chivalry, full of joy, hope, enthusiastic patriotism, and enthusiastic devotion; and his brother, twenty years older than himself, who had been a father to him, and is, from a deep sense of duty, with the Spaniards: satisfied that their cause is just; utterly dissatisfied with their conduct—the perfect example of a good and wise man in such circumstances. Hated by the populace of his own country; hated by most of the Spaniards, but respected by Juan and Joam, though disliked by one, and feared by the other; and loved and reverenced by Nuno, and by all who know him well. Before the battle he takes leave of Juan, and while the event is doubtful, executes his long meditated purpose of hiding himself from the world. His daughter is Lobeira's love.

If this character can be developed as it is conceived, I think it will be the best delineation that I shall ever have made.

In Aragon no vassal of the crown could be buried without the king's leave; the permission implying that he had discharged his 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 votaries receive only a barren laurel to wave over their graves.

1 This note of exclamation is in the original MSS. and is evidently intended to point to the time elapsed since the preceding entry.

J. W. W.


I wish I were as young as thee, my own

dear Margaret— For some things I full fain would learn, and

some full fain forget.


Mi old folios; why do you for ever read them? a song of songs to come, and the burden Barbara! Barbara!

The Man in the Moon is dead, and who shall succeed him? Some say Mr. (iarnerin is set out to take possession; others that the planets are to elect * * then thinks he has a fair chance, being sure of Mercury and Venus; others say Lord Melville, because a brass face is the best complexion; or Lord *, because he wants a place, and this would be conspicuous enough to suit him. Mr. Addington, for he who is so excellent a Chancellor of the Exchequer, would make a most excellent Man in the Moon. Bonaparte; but he is afraid of the Crescent. Or the Duke of Yorkbecause in Holland lie so often shifted his quarters. I dreamt this this morning July 3, 1804.

Ideas, Sfc.

How the Bishop of Bremen went to Hell by water.

The Dominican dipping for gold in a volcano.

The sepulchre that fits every body; he who has measured himself thereby never more feels fatigue.

The babe born in the grave.

Inspiration of Hafiz.

The Mistress of Don Manuel Ponce de Leon let fall her glove into the circus where there were lions; the knight, though unarmed, leaped down and picked it up; but as Bhe stooped to receive it, he dashed the glove in her face.

St. Endeus, King of Ireland.

Escape of Ferran Gonzalez from Leon.

1 See Poems, p. 442.—J. W. W.

But these conjectures all are all false,

And I'll tell you the true one to end them; The Devil bad torn his blue pantaloons,

And he sent for a taylor to mend them.

Owbh Parfit.3

A. D. 988. Vladimar sent to Constantine Porphyrogenitus, to demand baptism, and the Emperor's sister, Helena, in marriage— else he threatened to march on from Theodosia, which he had just taken. Constantine sent priests and the lady. The Russian then restored his conquests, made his people be baptized by thousands in the Dnieper, and threw Peroun into the river with the rest of the idols.

Ballad from Count Stolberg's story of the foundation of Rapperschweil; a traveller admiring the town; and a burgher telling him what a chance it was whether there should be a town there or a gibbet; making it the scene of the wife's adultery. The end that the town makes the place the better, and the story no whit the worse.

A good monodrama may be made of Himilcon, the Carthaginian general, who, after losing a victorious army in Sicily by pestilence, returned alone, related to the people what he had done, what suffered, accused the Gods, and then retiring into his apartment slew himself.

The Dew3 that falls on St. John's night is supposed to have the virtue to stop the plague.—Bruce. — Connect this with the Witch and the Well of Rogoes.

Give me the May-green of hope, or the healthy June appearance of the trees in their full life-beauty; not Autumn—hectic colours that foretell the fall.

'This was a cripple tailor, who lived in a cut de sac, or close court, at Bristol. He suddenly disappeared one fine day, and was never heard of more. All sorts of conjectures, of course, were made relative to his flight.

J. W. W.

3 Brand, in his "Popular Antiquities," quotes the following from an ancient calendar of the Romish Church.

"24 June. The Nativity of John the Baptist. Dew and new leaves in estimation."

J.W. W.

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