P OF W---

To say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days.

SHAKESP. THE DAUPHIN AND PERDITA.

Good-morrow, friends; Saint Valentine is past, Begin these wood-birds but to couple now?

Ibid.

LORD WILLIAM GORDON.

To the best bride-bed will we,
Which by us shall blessed be;
And the issue, there create,
Ever shall be fortunate.

Ibid.

BRITAIN.

Britain, the queen of isles, our fair poffeffion,
Secur'd by nature, laughs at foreign force;
Her ships her bulwark, and the sea her dike;
Sees plenty in her lap, and braves the world.

HAVARD

THE AMERICANS,
I grant, an antient ram replies,
We bear no terror in our eyes;
Yet think us not of foul so tame,
Which no repeated wrongs inflame ;
Insensible of every ill,
Because we want thy tusks to kill ;
Know, those who violence pursue,
Give to themselves the

vengeance
For in these massacres they find,
The two chief plagues that waste mankind.

due;

Our

Our skin supplies the wrangling bar,
It wakes their flumb'ring sons to war;
And well revenge may rest contented,
Since drums and parchment were invented.

GAY..

THREE MEMBERS OF THE INTERIOR CAB.-T.

The folly of this island! They say there's but five upon

this ifle ; where are three of them: If the other two be brained like us, the itate totters.

SHAKESP.

THE COCKPIT..

Masters, here are your parts; and I am to intreat you, request you, and desire you; to con them by to-morrow-night. Ibid.

Hey my hearts ; cheerly my hearts ; yare, yare ; take in the

topo

SHAKESP. sail; tend to the master's whistle.

PALLISER.

Sit still, and hear the last of our sea-forrow.
Here in this island we arriv'd, and here
Have I, thy schoolmaster, made thee more profit
Than other princes can.

Ibid.

MAJO

MAJORITY IN THE H---- Of C-----S.

For all the rest, They'll take suggestions as a cat laps milk ; They'll tell the clock to any business, that We say befits the hour.

SHAKESP.

THE ENGLISH NATION.

Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this filh painted, not a holiday fool, but would give me a piece of filver. There would this monfter make a man; any strange beast there makes a man; when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Ibid.

LORD W-YM-H. Tell not me; when the bute is out we'll drink, water, not a drop before.

Ibid.

Mr. R-GBY. My man monster hath drown'd his tongue in fack: for my part, the sea cannot drown me.

Ibid.

MR. SHERIDAN,

The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven ;
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to shape, and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.

Ibid.

BAR--N D--MSD..LE.

I do remember an apothecary,
In tatter'd weeds, with overwhelming brows,
Culling of simples : meagre were his looks;
Sharp misery had worn him to the bones.

SHAKESP.

MR. POYN-Z.

My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind,
So flew'd, so sanded, and their heads are hung
With ears that sweep away the morning dew;
Crook-knee'd, and dew-lap'd, like Thessalian bulls ;
Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells,
Each under each. Acry more tuneable
Was never hallo'd to, nor cheer'd with horn.

Ibid.

Who would give a bird the lie, tho' he cry cuckow never so?

Ibid. SIR T. FR

-D. An oath is a recognizance to heaven, Binding us over in the courts above To plead to the indictment of our crimes, That those who 'scape this world should suffer there. SOUTHERN.

LORD CHR.
Worth makes the man, and want of it the FELLOW;
The rest is all but leather and prunella.

Pope.

LORD N-TH. Hang him, baboon! his wit is as thick as Tewkesbury mustard; there is no more conceit in him, than is in a mallet. SHAKESP.

Having both the key Of officer and office, fet all hearts i' th' state To what tune pleas’d his ear.

Ibid. All hail, great master! ,

grave Sir, hail ! I come
To answer thy best pleasure :-Be't to fly;
To swim; to dive into the fire ; to ride
On the curl'd clouds.

Ibid.
There be, that can rule Naples
As well as he that seeps; Lords that can prate,
As amply, and unnecessarily,
As this Gonzala.

Ibid.

DUTCHESS

OF

DEVONSHIRE.

Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her

eye, In every gesture dignity and love.

MILTON.

LORD G G-RD-N.

His speech was like a tangled chain; nothing impair’d, but all disorder'd.

SHAKESP. True wit to madness nearly is allied, And thin partitions do their bounds divide. DRYDEN.

LADY