A lavish planet reign'd when she was born,
And made her of such kindred mould to heaven,
She seems more heavens than ours.
Virtue alone has that to give, .
For which 'tis worth our while to live :
For if we live, our life is
peace,
And if we die our joys increase.
Young Celadon,
And his Amelia were a matchless pair,
With equal virtue form’d, and equal grace ;
The same, distinguish'd by their sex alone:
Her's, the mild lustre of the blooming morn,
And his, the radiance of the risen day.
Let her eyes ne'er fee
A sight of sorrow, nor her heart know mourning;
Crown all her days with joys, her nights with rest,
Harmless as her own thoughts.
Fitted or to shine in courts
With unaffected grace, or walk the plain,
With innocence and meditation join'd.
Mrs. HAYLEY.
The foul that feels for others woe,
From heaven its origin doth shew.
MARQUIS OF ROCKINGHAM.
A firm, unshaken, uncorrupted soul
Amid a Niding age, and burning strong,
Not vainly blazing for thy country's weal,
A steady spirit regularly free.
THOMSON.
THE METHODIST PREACHERS.
Ill befal
Such meddling priests, who kindle up
confusion, And vex the quiet world with their vain scruples. Rowe.
If there be any land, as fame reports,
Where common laws restrain the prince and subject,
A happy land, where circulating power
Flows through each member of th’embodied state,
Sure not unconscious of the mighty blessing,
Her grateful fons shine bright with every
virtue ;
Untainted with the luft of innovation,
Sure all unite to hold her league of rule
Unbroken as the sacred chain of nature,
That links the jarring elements in peace. Dr. Johnson.
I see the lords of human kind pass by, Pride in their port, defiance in their eye.
LORD CORNWALLIS.
War, my Lord,
Is of eternal use to humankind;
For ever and anon, when you have pass'd
A few dull years in peace and propagation,
The world is overstock'd with fools, and wants
A pestilence at least, if not a hero.
When violence and rapine sound to arms,
Bankrupts and prodigals are warm for war.
Rash fruitless war, from wanton glory wag'd, Is only splendid murder.
When he speaks, the air,
A charter'd libertine, is still,
And the mute wonder lurketh in men's ears,
To steal his sweet and honey'd sentences.
I'll lie and listen here as reverently
As to an angel. If I breathe too loud
Tell me, for I would be as still as night.
LORD DEERH-T.
All dark and comfortless!
Where are those various objects that but now
Employ'd my busy eyes ?-Where are those eyes ?
?
Dead are their piercing rays, that lately shot
O'er flowery vales to distant funny hills,
And drew, with joy, the vast horizon in.
SIR BULL-FACE DOUBLE-FEE.
I oft have heard him say, how he admir’d
Men of your large profession that could speak
To every cause, and things mere contraries
Till they were hoarse again, yet all be law;
That with most quick agility could turn,
And return, make knots and undo them,
Give fork'd council, take provoking gold
On either hand, and put it up.
Law that shocks equity, is reason's murder.
Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, Outlords succession's phlegm, and needs no ancestors. I am above descent ; and prize no blood.
To do whate'er heaven gives in sacred charge,
Nor dare to found its fathomless decrees,
This, and this only’s meritorious zeal.
MR. LAURENS.
Henceforth I'll bear Affli&ion, till it doth cry out itself Enough, enough, and die.
THE
THE HIGH PRIESTESS OF KING'S PLACE.
Thou! I want a name
By which to stile thee! All articulate sounds,
That do express the mischief of vile woman,
That are, or have been, or shall be, are weak
To speak thee to the height!
The fox,
Hyena, crocodile, and all beasts of craft,
Have been diftill'd to make one woman!
Lo have I seen in larder dark,
Of veal a lucid loin,
a
Replete with many a brilliant spark,
(As wise philosophers remark)
At once both stink and shine.
DOCTOR ADELPHI.
Will feat himself on a celestial bed,
And prey on garbage.
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