The mind, relaxing into needful sport, Whose wit well managed, and whose classic style, Retirement. Barthélemy St. Hilaire, French Author and Statesman, 1805. August 20. There is a pleasure in poetic pains Which only poets know. The shifts and turns, T'arrest the fleeting images that fill The mirror of the mind, and hold them fast. Corneille, French Poet, 1710. August 21. O for a lodge in some vast wilderness, The Task. Might never reach me more! My ear is pain'd, St. Francis de Sales, 1567. The Time-piece. Ask now of history's authentic page, They breathed in faith their well-directed pray’rs, John Hill Burton, LL.D., F.R.S. E., 1809. August 23. I admire, Expostulation. None more admires, the painter's magic skill, And throws Italian light on English walls. Frank Stone, R.A., Painter, 1800. August 24. The Task. Friend of the poor, the wronged, the fetter-gall'd, To William Wilberforce in 1792. "I go to make freemen of slaves." William Wilberforce, Philanthropist, 1759. Morning Dream. Philosophy, that does not dream or stray, Baron Bunsen, 1791. August 26. Charity. To nurse with tender care the thriving arts; Angust 27. Table Talk. There stands the messenger of truth; there stands By him the violated law speaks out Its thunders; and by him, in strains as sweet St. Augustine, Bishop of Hippo, 430. The Time-piece. |