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And, while the bubbling and loud hissing urn
Throws up a steamy column, and the cups,
That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each,
So let us welcome peaceful evening in.

The Winter Evening. Lines 36-41.

War's a game, which, were their subjects wise,

Kings should not play at.

The Winter Morning Walk.
Lines 188, 189.

I would not enter on my list of friends

(Though graced with polish'd manners and fine sense,

Yet wanting sensibility) the man

Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.

The Winter Walk at Noon.

Lines 559-562.

How much a dunce that has been sent to roam,
Excels a dunce that has been kept at home.

The Progress of Error.
Lines 415, 416.

None but an author knows an author's cares,
Or Fancy's fondness for the child she bears.

Ibid. Lines 516, 517.

The Cross,

There, and there only (though the Deist rave,

And Atheist, if earth bear so base a slave),
There, and there only, is the power to save.

The Progress of Error. Lines 613-616.

But truths, on which depends our main concern,
That 'tis our shame and misery not to learn,
Shine by the side of every path we tread
With such a lustre, he that runs may read.*

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.

annoys,

Pernicious weed! whose scent the fair
Unfriendly to society's chief joys,
Thy worst effect is banishing for hours
The sex whose presence civilizes ours;
Thou art indeed the drug a gardener wants,
To poison vermin that infest his plants. †

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* 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.

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"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,
From the centre all round to the sea,

I am lord of the fowl and the brute.

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There is mercy in every place,
And mercy, encouraging thought!

Gives even affliction a grace,

And reconciles man to his lot.

Verses supposed to have been written by
Alexander Selkirk.

They whom truth and wisdom lead,

Can gather honey from a weed.

The Pine Apple and the Bee.

The kindest and the happiest pair,

Will find occasion to forbear,

of smoking.

The mind of the reader will doubtless at 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

To pity, and perhaps forgive.

Mutual Forbearance necessary to the Happiness of the Married State.

While you my friend, whatever wind should blow,
Might traverse England safely to and fro,
An honest man, close button'd to the chin,
Broadcloth without, and a warm heart within.

An Epistle to Joseph Hill, Esq.

Toll for the brave!

The brave that are no more!

All sunk beneath the wave,

Fast by their native shore!

*

On the Loss of the Royal George.

Read, ye that run, the awful truth,
With which I charge my page!

A worm is in the bud of youth,
And at the root of age.

Stanzas subjoined to the Yearly Bill of Mortality
of the Parish of All Saints, Northampton,
4.D. 1787.

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, Wherever her glory appeared.

The Morning Dream.

Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day,
Live till to-morrow, will have passed away.

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