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Time has touched me gently in his race,
GEORGE BARRINGTON. 1755
True patriots all; for be it understood
Prologue written for the Opening of the Play-house at
New South Wales, Jan. 16, 1796.
HENRY LEE. 1756–1816.
To the memory of the Man, first in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his countrymen.
Memoirs of Lee. Eulogy on Washington, Dec. 26, 1799.8
J. P. KEMBLE. 1757-1823.
See Farquhar, page 305.
hearts of his fellow-citizens.
Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love,
kick me down stairs ? 4
The Panel. Act i. Sc. 1. 1 Touch us gently, Time. – B. W. PROCTER : Touch us gently, T'ime.
Time has laid his hand
LONGFELLOW : The Golden Legend, io. * To the memory of the Man, first in war, first in peace, and first in the
Resolutions presented to the United States' House of Representatives, on the Death of Washington, December, 1799. The eulogy was delivered a week later. Marshall
, in his “Life of Washington,” vol. v. p. 767, says in a note that these resolutions were prepared by Colonel Henry Lee, who was then not in his place to read them. Generai Robert E. Lee, in the Life of his father (1869), prefixed to the Report of his father's "Memoirs of the War of the Revolution,” gives (p. 5) the expression "fellow-citizens;" but on p. 52 he says: “But there is a line, a single line, in the Works of' Lee which would band him over to immortality, though he had never written another : "First in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his countrymen will last while language lasts."
* Altered from Bickerstaff's 'Tis Well 't is no Worse.” The lines are also found in Debrett's “ Asylum for Fugitive Pieces,” vol. i. p. 15.
HORATIO NELSON. 1758-1805.
In the battle off Cape St. Vincent, Nelson gave orders for boarding the “San Josef,” exclaiming “Westminster Abbey, or victory!” Life of Nelson (Southey). Vol. i. p. 93. England expects every man to do his duty."
Vol. ii. p. 131.
Auld Nature swears the lovely dears
Her noblest work she classes, 0;
Green grow the Rashes. Some books are lies frae end to end.
Death and Dr. Hornbook. Some wee short hours ayont the twal.
Ibid. The best laid schemes o mice and men
Gang aft a-gley;
To a Mouse.
Man was made to ourn. Man's inhumanity to man Makes countless thousands mourn.
1 This famous sentence thus first reported : “Say to the fleet, England confides that every man will do his duty." Captain Pasco, Nelson's flage lieutenant, suggested to substitute “expects" for "contides," which was adopted. Captain Blackwood, who commanded the “Euryalis," says that the correction suggested was from “ Nelson expects” to “England ex pects."
2 Man was made when Nature was But an apprentice, but woman when she Was a skilful mistress of her art.
Cupid's Whirliyig (1607).
Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new.
The Cotter's Saturday Night. Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
Ibid. He wales a portion with judicious care; And “Let us worship God,” he says with solemn air.
Ibid. Perhaps Dundee's wild-warbling measures rise, Or plaintive Martyrs, worthy of the name.
Ibid. From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs,
That makes her loved at home, revered abroad : Princes and lords are but the breath of kings,
“An honest man's the noblest work of God.” 1 Ibid.
For a' that, and a’ that,
The Jolly Beggars.
We frisk away,
Epistle to James Smith. Misled by fancy's meteor ray,
By passion driven;
The Vision. And like a passing thought, she fled
In light away.
Affliction's sons are brothers in distress;
A Winter Night.
The Twa Dogs
1 See Fletcher, page 183.
And there began a lang digression
The Twa Doga
Oh wad some power the giftie gie us
To a Louse Then gently scan your brother man,
Still gentler sister woman;
Address to the Unco Guid.
Toid. Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives elate Full on thy bloom.”
To a Mountain Daisy. O life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I !
Despondency. Perhaps it may turn out a sang, Perhaps turn out a sermon. Epistle to a Young Friend. I waive the quantum o’ the sin,
The hazard of concealing; But, och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling!
Turid The fear o'hell's a hangman's whip
To haud the wretch in order ;8 But where ye feel your honour grip, Let that aye be your border.
Ibid. An atheist's laugh 's a poor exchange For Deity offended !
Ibid. And may you better reck the rede, Than ever did the adviser!
1 See Pope, page 325.
2 See Young, page 309.
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes;
Flow gently, sweet Afton.
Whistle, and I'll come to ye.
I hae a Wife o' my din
And never brought to mind?
Auld Lang Syne.
Ode on Mrs. Oswald.
To weans and wife, –
Epistle to Dr. Blacklock.
I rede ye tent it;
And, faith, he'll prent it.
On Captain Grose's Peregrinations through Scotland.
When we were first acquent,
1 See Beaumont and Fletcher, page 198.
2 See Bickerstaff, page 427.