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O for the voice and fire of seraphim,
Hudibras, Part II., Chap. 2.
COWLEY. The Country House.
MORNING IN TOWN. Now hardly here and there a hackney coach Appearing, show'd the ruddy morn's approach. The slipshod 'prentice from his master's door, Had par'd the dirt, and sprinkled round the floor. Now Moll had whirld her mop with dextrous airs, Prepar'd to scrub the entry and the stairs. The small-coal-man was heard with cadence deep, Till drown'd in shriller notes of chimney sweep; Duns at his lordship’s gate begin to meet; And brick-dust Moll had scream'd through half the street. The turnkey now his flock returning sees, Duly let out a-nights to steal for fees; The watchful bailiffs take their silent stands, And school-boys lag with satchels in their hands.
ENEMY, THE USE OF. Duke. I KNOW thee well; how dost thou, my good fellow ?
Clown. Truly, sir, the better for my foes, and the worse for my friends.
Duke. Just the contrary; the better for thy friends.
Clo. Marry, sir, they praise me, and make an ass of me; now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass; so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself; and by my friends I am abused ; so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your
four negatives make your two affirmatives, why then the worse for my friends and the better for my foes.
Twelfth Night, Act V. ANTISTHENES spake incomparably well, that if a man would live a safe and unblamable life it was necessary that he should have very ingenious and faithful friends, or very bad enemies ; because the first, by their kind admonitions, would keep him from sinning, the latter by their invectives.
OUR enemies come nearer the truth in their judgments of us, than we do in our judgments of ourselves.
ROCHEFOUCAULD. I NEVER met with a consideration, that is more finely spun and what has better pleased me, than one in Epictetus, which places an enemy in a new light, and gives us a view of him altogether different from that in which we are used to regard him. The sense of it is as follows: Does a man reproach thee for being proud or ill-natured, envious or conceited, ignorant or detracting? Consider with thyself whether his reproaches are true; if they are not, consider that thou art not the person whom he reproaches, but that he reviles an imaginary being, and perhaps loves what thou really art, tho' he hates what thou appearest to be. If his reproaches are true, if thou art the envious, ill-natured man he takes thee for, give thyself another turn, become mild, affable, and obliging, and his reproaches of thee naturally cease. His reproaches may indeed continue, but thou art no longer the person whom he reproaches.
Spectator. Manly. GENERALLY no man can be a great enemy, but under the name of a friend
If you are cheated in your
* The coin that is most current among mankind is flattery; the only benefit of which is that by hearing what we are not we may be instructed what we ought to be.
Thoughts. POPE and SWIFT.
fortune, 'tis your friend that does it: for your enemy is not made your trustee.
WYCHERLEY. The Plain Dealer.
LIBERAL HOSPITALITY. Polonius. My lord, I will use them according to their desert.
Hamlet. Odd's bodekin, man, much better. Use every man after his desert, and who shall 'scape whipping? Use them after your own honour and dignity. The less they deserve, the more merit in your bounty.
Hamlet, Act II.
For men are found the stouter-hearted,
Hudibras, Part III., Canto 3.
VALOUR AND WIT.
Hudibras, Part I., Canto 2.
LUCIAN, well skill'd in scoffing, this hath writ:
wit and fear,
IZAAK WALTON. Quoted. DIOGENES, when one said to him, they deride you,” answered, “well, but I am not derided.” Accounting those only to be ridiculed who feel the ridicule and are discomposed at it.
THE first physicians by debauch were made ;
THE smiling Spring comes in rejoicing,
And surly Winter grimly flies;
And bonnie blue are the sunny skies.
The evening gilds the ocean's swell;
And I rejoice in my bonnie Bell. The flowery Spring leads sunny
Summer, And yellow Autumn presses near, Then in his turn comes gloomy Winter,
Till smiling Spring again appear.
Old Time and Nature their changes tell;
BENEATH these fruit-tree boughs, that shed
WORDSWORTH. The Green Linnet.
Now the golden Morn aloft
Waves her dew-bespangled wing,
She woos the tardy Spring :
GRAY. Ode on Vicissitude.
Fair Venus' train, appear,
And wake the purple year!
The untaught harmony of Spring;
GRAY. Ode on the Spring.
SONG ON MAY MORNING.
Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire
Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing.
If we look into the profession of physic, we shall find a most formidable body of men ; the sight of them is enough to make a man serious, for we may lay it down as a maxim, that when a