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Now a' is done that men can do,
A' for our Rightful King.
He turn'd him right and round about
Upon the Irish shore,
With, " Adieu for evermore, my dear,
Necessity is the argument of tyrants ; it is the creed of slaves.
Speech on the India Bill, November, 1783.
Prostrate the beauteous ruin lies; and all
The Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin. No. xxxvi.
ANDREW CHERRY. 1762-1812.
Loud roared the dreadful thunder,
The Bay of Biscay.
1 Under the impression that this stanza is ancient, Scott has made very free use of it, first in “Rokeby" (1813), and then in the “Monastery" (1816). In “Rokeby" he thus introduces the verse :
He turn'd his charger as he spake,
L'pon the river shore,
Said, “ Adieu for evermore, my love,
And adieu for evermore." 2 See Milton, page 232.
On their own merits modest men are dumb.
Epilogue to the Heir at Law.
Lodgings for Single Gentlemen.
But when ill indeed,
The Newcastle Apothecary.
The Poor Gentleman. Act i. Sc. 2.
O Miss Bailey!
Love laughs at Locksmiths. Act ii. Song.
Blue Beard. Act ii. Sc. 5.
Sylvester Daggerwood, or New Hay at the Old Market. Sc. 1.
JAMES HURDIS. 1763-1801.
Rise with the lark, and with the lark to bed.
The Village Curate. 1 To rise with the lark, and go to bed with the lamb. – BRETON : Court and Country (1618 ; reprint, p. 183).
SAMUEL ROGERS. 1763-1855.
Sweet Memory! wafted by thy gentle gale,
The Pleasures of Memory. Part ii. i.
Jacqueline. Stanza 1.
As odours crushed are sweeter still.? Stanza 3. 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 Till waked and kindled by the master's spell ; And feeling hearts, touch them but rightly, pour A thousand melodies unheard before !
Ibid. Then never less alone than when alone.3
Ibid. Those that he loved so long and sees no more, Loved and still loves, — not dead, but gone before, He gathers round him.
A beehive's hum shall soothe my ear;
With many a fall, shall linger near. A Wish.
1 See Burns, page 452.
None knew thee but to love thee. - HALLECK: On the Death of Drake. 2 See Bacon, page 165. 3 See Gibbon, page 430.
Numquam se minus otiosum esse, quam quum otiosus, nec minus solum, quam quum solus esset (He is never less at leisure than when at leisure, nor less alone than when he is alone). - Cicero: De Officiis, liber iii. c. 1.
4 This is literally from Seneca, Epistola liii. 16. See Mathew Henry,
That very law which moulds a tear
On a Tear.
You shall not chase my gloom away!
JOHN FERRIAR. 1764-1815.
The princeps copy, clad in blue and gold.
Illustrations of Sterne. Bibliomania. Line 6.
ANN RADCLIFFE. 1764-1823.
Fate sits on these dark battlements and frowns,
1 See Waller, page 221.
2 These lines form the motto to Mrs. Radcliffe's novel, “ The Mysteries of Udolpho," and are presumably of her own composition.
ROBERT HALL. 1764-1831.
His [Burke's) imperial fancy has laid all Nature under tribute, and has collected riches from every scene of the creation and every walk of art.
Apology for the Freedom of the Press. He [Kippis] might be a very clever man by nature for aught I know, but he laid so many books upon his head that his brains could not move.
Gregory's Life of Hall. Call things by their right names. Glass of brandy and water! That is the current but not the appropriate name: ask for a glass of liquid fire and distilled damnation.
THOMAS MORTON. 1764-1838.
What will Mrs. Grundy say ? Speed the Plough. Act i. Sc. 1. Push on, — keep moving.
A Cure for the Heartache. Act ii. Sc. 1. Approbation from Sir Hubert Stanley is praise indeeil.
Act v. Sc. 2.
SIR JAMES MACKINTOSH. 1765–1832.
Diffused knowledge imortalizes itself.
Vindiciae Gallicæ. The Commons, faithful to their system, remained in a wise and masterly inactivity.
Ibid. Disciplined inaction.
Causes of the Rerolution of 1688. Chup. vii. The frivolous work of polished idleness.
Dissertation on Ethical Philosophy. Remarks on Thomas Brown.
1 See Tourneur, page 34.
He calls drunkenness an expression identical with ruin. – DIOGENES LAERTIUS : Pythagoras, vi.