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Now a' is done that men can do,
And a' is done in vain.

A' for our Rightful King.

He turn'd him right and round about

Upon the Irish shore,
And gae his bridle reins a shake,

With, " Adieu for evermore, my dear,
And adieu for evermore.” 1

Ibid.

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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
That shared its shelter perish in its fall.

The Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin. No. xxxvi.

ANDREW CHERRY. 1762-1812.

Loud roared the dreadful thunder,
The rain a deluge showers.

The Bay of Biscay.
As she lay, on that day,
In the bay of Biscay, O!

Ibid.

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,
He gave his bridle reins a shake,

Said, “ Adieu for evermore, my love,

And adieu for evermore." 2 See Milton, page 232.

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On their own merits modest men are dumb.

Epilogue to the Heir at Law.
And what's impossible can't be,
And never, never comes to pass. The Maid of the Moor.
Three stories high, long, dull, and old,
As great lords' stories often are.

Ibid.
Like two single gentlemen rolled into one.

Lodgings for Single Gentlemen.

But when ill indeed,
E'en dismissing the doctor don't always succeed. Ibid.

When taken,
To be well shaken.

The Newcastle Apothecary.
Thank you, good sir, I owe you one.

The Poor Gentleman. Act i. Sc. 2.

O Miss Bailey!
Unfortunate Miss Bailey !

Love laughs at Locksmiths. Act ii. Song.
'Tis a very fine thing to be father-in-law
To a very magnificent three-tailed Bashaw!

Blue Beard. Act ii. Sc. 5.
I had a soul above buttons.

Sylvester Daggerwood, or New Hay at the Old Market. Sc. 1.
Mynheer Vandunck, though he never was drunk,
Sipped brandy and water gayly.

Mynheer Vandunck.

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,
Oft
up
the stream of Time I turn my sail.

The Pleasures of Memory. Part ii. i.
She was good as she was fair,
None none on earth above her!
As pure in thought as angels are :
To know her was to love her.1

Jacqueline. Stanza 1.
The good are better made by ill,

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.

Ibid.
Mine be a cot beside the hill ;

A beehive's hum shall soothe my ear;
A willowy brook that turns a mill,

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,

page 283.

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That very law which moulds a tear
And bids it trickle from its source,
That law preserves the earth a sphere,
And guides the planets in their course.

On a Tear.
Go! you may call it madness, folly;

You shall not chase my gloom away!
There's such a charm in melancholy
I would not if I could be gay.

To
To vanish in the chinks that Time has made.1 Pæstum.
Ward has no heart, they say, but I deny it:
He has a heart, and gets his speeches by it. Epigram.

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JOHN FERRIAR. 1764-1815.

The princeps copy, clad in blue and gold.

Illustrations of Sterne. Bibliomania. Line 6.
Now cheaply bought for thrice their weight in gold.

Line 65.
Torn from their destined page (unworthy meed
Of knightly counsel and heroic deed).

Line 121.
How pure the joy, when first my hands unfold
The small, rare volume, black with tarnished gold !

Line 137.

ANN RADCLIFFE. 1764-1823.

Fate sits on these dark battlements and frowns,
And as the portal opens to receive me,
A voice in hollow murmurs through the courts
Tells of a nameless deed.?

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.

Ibid.

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.

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