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And, while the bubbling and loud hissing urn
The Winter Evening Lines 36-41.
War's a game, which, were their subjects wise,
The Winter Morning Walk.
Lines 188, 189.
I would not enter on my list of friends
The Winter Walk at Noon,
How much a dunce that has been sent to roam,
The Progress of Error.
Lines 415, 416.
None but an author knows an author's cares,
Ibid. Lines 516, 517.
The Cross, There, and there only (though the Deist rave,
And Atheist, if earth bear so base a slave),
The Progress of Error. Lines 613-616.
But truths, on which depends our main concern,
Tirocinium. Lines 77-80.
Now let us sing, Long live the King,
And Gilpin long live he ; And when he next doth ride abroad, May I be there to see. History of John Gilpin.
Pernicious weed! whose scent the fair annoys,
Conversation. Lines 251-256. * See also the Book of Habakkuk, chapter ii. verse 2 : “ And the Lord answered me, and said, Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it." And Young's Night Thoughts—Night IX. line 1660
“Who runs may read, who reads can understand." + This extract forms a portion of a passage, too long to quote in its entirety, attacking tobacco and the habit I am monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute,
I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
There is mercy in every place,
And mercy, encouraging thought!
They whom truth and wisdom lead,
The Pine Apple and the Bee.
The kindest and the happiest pair,
of smoking. The mind of the reader will doubtless al once be directed to Lord Byron's lines of an antagonistic tendency, in the second canto of “The Island."-See Quotations from Byron.
And something every day they live
of the Married State.
While you my friend, whatever wind should blow,
An Epistle to Joseph Hill, Esq.
Toll for the brave !
The brave that are no more !
On the Loss of the Royal George.
the awful truth,
And at the root of age.
of the Parish of All Saints, Northampton,
Then raising her voice to a strain
The sweetest that ear ever heard,
* Campbell is often quoted as the author of this poem.
She sung of the slave's broken chain,
The Morning Dream.
Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day,
The Needless Alarm.
Misses! the tale that I relate,
This lesson seems to carry-
Pairing Time Anticipated.