tioned to the human constitution, as to warm without heating, to cheer but not inebriate.” — Bishop Berkeley, Siris, par. 217

Note 36, page 216.
His very foot has music in 't

As he comes up the stairs. Burns, in his “Remarks on Scottish Song," says these lines were written by Dr. Beattie.


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The feather, whence the pen
Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men,

Dropped from an angel's wing.
“The pen wherewith thou dost so heavenly sing
Made of a quill from an angel's wing."

Henry Constable, Sonnet.

“ Whose noble praise Deserves a quill pluckt from an angel's wing."

Dorothy Berry, Sonnet.

Note 38, page 249.

Like angel-visits, few and far between. See Norris, page 145, and Blair, page 173.

Note 39, page 251.
Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, etc.

“ The power of love
In earth, and seas, and air, and heaven above,
Rules unresisted."

Dryden, Palamon and Arcite.
“ In hell, and earth, and seas, and heaven above,
Love conquers all, and we must yield to love."

Dryden's Virgil. “ Omnia vincit amor, et nos cedamus amori.”

Virgil, Eclog. IX.

Note 40, page 259.
The Dome of Thought, the palace of the Soul.

“ Tea does our fancy aid,
Repress those vapors which the head invade,
And keeps the palace of the soul.”

Waller, On Tea.

Note 41, page 263.
Time writes no wrinkle on thy azure brow.
“And thou vast ocean, on whose awful face
Time's iron feet can print no ruin-trace.”

Robert Montgomery.

Note 42, page 264. Know ye the land where the cypress and myrtle, etc. “Know'st thou the land where the lemon-trees bloom, Where the gold orange glows in the deep thicket’s gloom, Where a wind ever soft from the blue heaven blows, And the groves are of laurel, and myrtle, and rose ?

Goethe, Wilhelm Meister.

Note 43, page 266.
He left a corsair's name to other times,

Linked with one virtue, and a thousand crimes. Hannibal, as he had mighty virtues, so had he many vices ; unam virtutem mille vitia comitantur: as Machiavel said of Cosmo de' Medici, he had two distinct persons in him.” — Burton, Anatomy of Melancholy, Democritus to the Reader.

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Note 44, page 273.
He laid his hand upon the Ocean's mane."

“And I have loved thee, Ocean!

And laid my hand upon thy mane."

Byron, Childe Harold, Canto iv. St. 184.

Note 45, page 286.
None knew thee but to love thee.
“ To know her was to love her.”

Rogers, Jacqueline.

Note 46, page 303.
He that fights and runs away

May live to fight another day. “Sed omissis quidem divinis exhortationibus, illum magis Græcum versiculum secularis sententiæ sibi adhibent. Qui fugiebat, rursus præliabitur : ut et rursus forsitan fugiat.” — Tertullian, De Fügâ in Persecutione, c. 10. The corresponding Greek,

'Ανήρ ο φεύγων και πάλιν μαχήσεται, is ascribed to Menander in Dübner's edition of his Fragments (appended to Aristophanes in Didot’s Bibliotheca Græca), p. 91.

Note 47, page 306. But why did you kick me down stairs ? From Bickersteth's comedy (alt.), 'T is well 't is no worse (1770).

Note 48, page 340.
Hail fellow well met.

Tom Brown, Amusement, VIII.

Note 49, page 344.
He best can paint them who shall feel them most.
“ He best can pity, who has felt the woe.”

Gay, Dione, Act ii. Sc. 2.

Note 50, page 378.
Fish, flesh, or good red herring.

Tom Brown, Æneus Sylvius's Letter.


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