August 26.

August 27.

I know the mind that feels, indeed, the fire
The muse imparts, and can command the lyre,
Acts with a force, and kindles with a zeal,
Whate'er the theme, that others never feel.
She pours a sensibility divine

Along the nerve of ev'ry feeling line.

Johann Wolfgang Goethe, 1749.

August 29.

Patient of contradiction as a child,
Affable, humble, diffident, and mild;

Table Talk.

Such was Sir Isaac, and such Boyle and Locke.

John Locke, 1632.

The Progress of Error.

August 30.

Then sweet to muse upon His skill display'd
(Infinite skill) in all that He has made!
To trace in Nature's most minute design
The signature and stamp of pow'r divine.

These are Thy glorious works, thou Source of good, How dimly seen, how faintly understood !

Wm. Paley, D.D., 1743.

Retirement.

August 29.

August 30.

A story in which native humour reigns,
Is often useful, always entertains:
A graver fact, enlisted on your side,
May furnish illustration, well applied.

A great retailer of this curious ware.

Charles Lever, Novelist, 1806.

Conversation.