THE RAMBLER. Aney. Smits VOLUME III. Nullius addictus jurare in verba magiftri, HOR. EDINBURGH: Sold by W. GORDON, C. WRIGHT, MDCCL. The MOTTOES in English. No. 53. Spare thy poffeffions. 54. Though day is fwallow'd up in day, Art thou too gone, Erafmus? Ah! why leave me, 55. Ripe for the grave, quit childish joy, $6. Nor is each ludicrous performance light: Neglect makes pale, regard restores the plight. p. 15. 57. Men do not understand how great a revenue is parfimony. 58. Let cumbrous wealth increase at will, There's always fomewhat wanting still, No. 59. The charm there is ev'n hopeless woes to tell, Tire, with his moan, the Lemnian rocks in vain. Whofe face is smiling, though his heart be sad. p. 54. 60. What fair, what foul, what useful, or what not, Fuller and better than the schools, it tells. 61. Falfe honour flatters, and false fame affrights None but the faulty and the false. 62. Now in Triptolemus's car I'd bound, Who first threw feed into the unknown ground; 63. Let who will boaft the fplendour of his train, 64. Sameness of fentiments is fure friendship. 65. To make the tedious truth prevail, He tells us a romantic tale. Down from the mountains, bursting on the plains, 66. The cloud of error few know to difpel, And to diftinguish true from seeming good. 67. Thou 67. Thou goddess Hope, and thou, O Fortune, hail! 68. For various caufes, but still more for this, 69. The dreaded wrinkles when poor Chloe spy'd, 70. But next the filver age must pass, Though worse than gold, preferr'd to brass. 71. Improve what prefent moments give; For none makes too much hafte to live. Where flourish'd now the roses fresh and fair, 72. Old Ariftippus every state became, In ev'ry fhape and character the fame : Whate'er his schemes, his mind he never teaz'd; 73. With childish hopes thou vainly think'st to fee What never was, nor is, nor e'er shall be. 74. For nought tormented, she for nought torments. 75. When Fortune fmiles, you all around delight; But if she frown, she then puts all to flight. 76. While mazy Error draws mankind aftray From Truth's fure path, each takes his devious way: One |