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Surpris'd he sees new beauties rise,
Swift mantling to the view,
As bright, as transient too.
Alternate spread alarms:
A maid in all her charms!
A wretch forlorn,” she cried ;
reside. “But let a maid thy pity share,
Whom love has taught to stray ;
Companion of her way.
A wealthy lord was he;
He had but only me.
Unnumber'd suitors came;
And felt or feign’d a flame. “ Each hour a mercenary crowd
With richest proffers strove; Amongst the rest young Edwin bow'd,
But never talk'd of love. "In humble, simplest habit clad,
Nor wealth nor power had be; Wisdom and worth were all he had,
But these were all to me. “The blossom opening to the day,
The dews of heaven refin’d, Could nought of purity display
To emulate his mind. “The dew, the blossom on the tree,
With charms inconstant shine : Their charms were his; but, woe to me!
Their constancy was mine.
“For still I tried each fickle art,
Importunate and vain;
I triumph'd in his pain.
He left me to my pride,
In secret where he died.
And well my life shall pay;
And stretch me where he lay.
I'll lay me down and die ;
And so for him will I.”
And clasp'd her to his breast;
'Twas Edwin's self that press'd!
My charmer, turn to see
Restor'd to love and thee!
And every care resign :
My life--my all that's mine?
We'll live and love so true;
-36. MEN are most capable of distinguishing merit in women, [and] the ladies often form the truest judgments of us. The two sexes seemed placed as spies upon each other, and are fur. nished with different abilities, adapted for mutual inspection. -- 13.
Guilt and Shame (says the allegory) were at first companions, and, in the beginning of their journey, inseperably kept togetber. But their union was soon found to be disagreeable and inconvenient to both : Guilt gave shame frequent uneasiness, and Shame often betrayed the secret conspiracies of Guilt. After long disagreement, therefore, they at length consented to part for ever. Guilt boldly walked forward alone to overtake Fate, that went before in the shape of an executioner; but Shame, being naturally timorous, returned back to keep company with Virtue, which in the beginning of their journey they had left behind. Thus, my children, after men have travelled through a few stages in vice, Shame forsakes them, and returns back to wait upon the few virtues they have still remaining.–79.
Good company upon the road (says the proverb) is the shortest cut.-98.
The good are joyful and serene, like travellers that are going towards home; the wicked but by intervals happy, like travellers that are going into exile.—143.
ESSAYS. THERE is not, perhaps, a more whimsical figure in nature than a man of real modesty who assumes an air of impudence; who, while his heart beats with anxiety, studies ease and affects good-humour.-Introduction.
I was determined never to be tedious in order to be logical.
I would not have the reader, upon the perusal of a single paper, pronounce me incorrigible; he may try a second, which, as there is a studied difference in subject and style, may be more suited to his taste; if this also fails, I must refer him to a third, or even a fourth, in case of extremity; if he should still continue refractory, and find me dull to the last, I must inform him with Bayes in the “Rehearsal,” that I think him a very odd kind of fellow, and desire no more of his acquaintance.
WRITERS of every age have endeavoured to show that pleasure is in us, and not in the objects offered for our amusement. If the soul be happily disposed, everything becomes capable of affording entertainment, and distress will almost want a name. Every occurrence passes in review like the figures of a procession: some may be awkward, others ill-dressed ; but none but a fool is for this enraged with the master of the ceremonies.-On Happiness of Temper.
None but a fool would measure his satisfaction by what the world thinks of it.
I REMEMBER to have read in some philosopher (I believe in
Tom Brown's works), that, let a man's character, sentiments, or complexion be what they will, he can find company in London to match them. If he be splenetic, he may every day meet companions on the seats in St. James's-park, with whose groans he may mix his own, and pathetically talk of the weather. If he be passionate, he may vent his rage among the old orators at Slaughter's coffee-house. If he be phlegmatic, he may sit in silence at the Humdrum Club in Ivy-lane; and, if actually mad, he may find very good company in Moorfields, either at Bedlam or the Foundry, ready to cultivate a nearer acquaintance.- Description of Various Clubs.
WERE I to be angry at men for being fools, I could here find ample room for declamation ; but, alas ! I have been a fool myself; and why should I be angry with them for being something so natural to every child of humanity ? EVERY man who has seen the world, and has had his
and downs in life, as the expression is, must have frequently experienced the truth of this doctrine; and must know, that to have much, or to seem to have it, is the only way to have more. Ovid finely compares a man of broken fortune to a falling column: the lower it sinks, the greater weight it is obliged to sustain. Thus, when a man's circumstances are such that he has no occasion to borrow, he finds numbers willing to lend him; but, should his wants be such that he sues for a trifle, it is two to one whether he may be trusted with the smallest sum. You, then, 0 ye beggars of my acquaintance, whether in rags or lace, whether in Kent-street or the Mall, whether at the Smyrna or St. Giles’s, might I be permitted to advise as a friend, never seem to want the favour which you solicit. Apply to every passion but human pity for redress : you may find permanent relief from vanity, from self-interest, or from avarice, but from compassion never. The very eloquence of a poor man is disgusting; and that mouth which is opened even by wisdom, is seldom expected to close without the horrors of a petition.—On the Policy of Concealing our Wants or Poverty.
If you be a rich man, you may enter the room with three loud “hems," march deliberately up to the chimney, and turn your back to the fire. If you be a poor man, I would advise you to shrink into the room as fast as you can, and place yourself
, as usual, upon the corner of a chair in a remote corner. be
young and live with an old man, I would advise you not to like gravy. I was disinherited myself for liking gravy.-Rules for Behavivur.
Our attachment to every object around us increases, in general, from the length of our acquaintance with it. “I would not choose,” says a French philosopber, " to see an old post pulled up with which I had been long acquainted.”—On the Increased Love of Life with Age.
COMMON sense is seldom swayed by fine tones, musical periods, just attitudes, or the display of a white handkerchief; oratorical behaviour, except in very able hands indeed, generally sinks into awkward and paltry affectation.—On the Englisk Clergy and Popular Preachers.
A TRAVELLER should be a man of a philosophical turn; one apt to deduce consequences of general utility from particular occurrences ; neither swollen with pride, nor hardened by prejudice; neither wedded to one particular system, nor instructed only in one particular science; neither wholly a botanist, nor quite an antiquarian his mind should be tinctured with miscellaneous knowledge, and his manners humanised by an intercourse with
He should be, in some measure, an enthusiast to the design : fond of travelling, from a rapid imagination and an innate love of change ; furnished with a body capable of sustaining every fatigue, and a heart not easily
terrified at danger. --On the Advantages to be derived from Sending a Judicious Traveller into Asia.
NO OBSERVATION is more common, and at the same time more true, than that “ one half of the world is ignorant how the other half lives.”—History of the Distresses of an English Disabled Soldier.
A want of affection breaks out in the most triling instances. -On Friendship.
EVERY absurdity has now a champion to defend it; and as he is generally much in the wrong, so he has always much to say; for error is ever talkative.—THE TRAVELLER. Dedication to the Rev. Henry Goldsmith.
Like the tiger that seldom desists from pursuing man after having once preyed upon human flesh, the reader who has once gratified his appetite with calumny, makes, ever after, the most agreeable feast upon murdered reputation. What reception a poem may find which has neither abuse, party, nor blank verse to support it, I cannot tell, nor am I solicitous to know. My aims are right. Without espousing the cause of any party, I have attempted to moderate the rage of all.-id.