The Traveller- Continued. Line 77. Such is the patriot's boast, where'er we roam, Line 153. By sports like these are all their cares beguiled; The sports of children satisfy the child. Line 172. But winter lingering chills the lap of May. Line 217. So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, Line 251. Alike all ages: dames of ancient days Have led their children through the mirthful maze; Line 327. Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, Line 356. The land of scholars, and the nurse of arms. Line 372. For just experience tells, in every soil, That those that think must govern those that toil. The Traveller-Continued. Line 386. Laws grind the poor, and rich men rule the law. Line 409. Forced from their homes, a melancholy train. THE DESERTED VILLAGE. Line 14. For talking age and whispering lovers made. Line 51. Ill fares the land to hastening ills a prey, Line 62. And his best riches, ignorance of wealth. Line 100. A youth of labor with an age of ease. Line 110. While resignation gently slopes the way,- Line 122. And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind. 32 The Deserted Village - Continued. Line 141. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year. Line 158. Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won. Line 161. Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Line 164. And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side. Line 170. Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way. Line 180. And fools who came to scoff remained to pray. Line 184. And plucked his gown, to share the good man's smile. Line 192. Eternal sunshine settles on its head. Line 203. Full well the busy whisper, circling round, Line 211. In arguing, too, the parson owned his skill, For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still; The Deserted Village - Continued. While words of learned length and thundering sound And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew Line 229. Contrived a double debt to pay. Line 253. To me more dear, congenial to my heart, Line 263. And e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy, Line 329. Her modest looks the cottage might adorn, Line 385. O Luxury! thou cursed by Heaven's decree. Line 414. That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so. RETALIATION. Who mixed reason with pleasure and wisdom with mirth. Retaliation-Continued. Line 31. Who, born for the universe, narrowed his mind, Line 37. Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Line 94. An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man. Line 107. He cast off his friends, as a huntsman his pack, She Stoops to Conquer. Act 3. Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no fibs. VICAR OF WAKEFIELD. Chapter viii. The Hermit. Chapter xvii. Elegy on a Mad Dog.* The dog, to gain some private ends, Went mad, and bit the man. The man recovered of the bite, The dog it was that died. * Ante, p. 177. |