LANDOWNERS and MERCHANTS.

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I am sensible that the gentlemen of large landed properties are apt to look upon themselves as pillars of the state; and to consider their interests, and the interests of the nation, as very little beholden to or dependent on trade. manufacturer, on the other hand, depends on the landed interest for nothing save the materials of his craft; and the merchant is wholly independent of all lands, or, rather, he is the general patron thereof.

LANDS.

The Fool of Quality, Chapter IV.-H. BROOKE.

Concerning Love for Classic

Blest is the man who dares approach the bower
Where dwelt the muses at their natal hour;

Whose steps have press'd, whose eye has mark'd afar,
The clime that nursed the sons of song
and war,
The scenes which glory still must hover o'er,
Her place of birth, her own Achaian shore.
But doubly blest is he whose heart expands
With hallow'd feelings for those classic lands;
Who rends the veil of ages long gone by,
And views their remnants with a poet's eye!

English Bards and Scotch Reviewers.-BYRON.

LANGUAGE of the Face.

The

I am persuaded that there is not a single sentiment, whether tending to good or evil, in the human soul,

that has not its distinct and respective interpreter in the glance of the eye, and in the muscling of the countenance. When nature is permitted to express herself with freedom by this language of the face, she is understood by all people, and those who were never taught a letter can instantly read her signatures and impressions, whether they be of wrath, hatred, envy, pride, jealousy, vexation, contempt, pain, fear, horror, and dismay; or of attention, respect, wonder, surprise, pleasure, transport, complacence, affection, desire, peace, lowliness, and love. The Fool of Quality, Chapter IX.-H. BROOKE.

There is a passion that hath no name; but the sign of it is that distortion of the countenance which we call laughter, which is always joy: but what joy, what we think, and wherein we triumph when we laugh, is not hitherto declared by any. That it consisteth in wit, or, as they call it, in the jest, experience confuteth; for men laugh at mischances and indecencies, wherein there lieth no wit nor jest at all. And forasmuch as the same thing is no more ridiculous when it groweth stale or usual, whatsoever it be that moveth laughter, it must be new and unexpected. Men laugh often (especially such as are greedy of applause from everything they do well) at their own actions performed never so little beyond their own expectations; as also at their own jests and in this case it is manifest that the passion of

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laughter proceedeth from a sudden conception of some ability in himself that laugheth.

LAW.

Treatise on Human Nature.-THOMAS HOBBES.

Law, Man's sole guardian ever since the time
When the old Brazen Age, in sadness saw
Love fly the world!

LAW. Definition of

The Walk.-SCHILLER.

Law is a bottomless pit; it is a cormorant, a harpy that devours everything. The History of John Bull,

LAW. Design of

Chapter VI.-DR. JOHN ARBUTHNOT.

Law was design'd to keep a state in peace,
To punish robbery, that wrong might cease;
To be impregnable; a constant fort,

To which the weak and injured might resort;
But these perverted minds its force employ,
Not to protect mankind, but to annoy ;
And long as ammunition can be found,
Its lightning flashes and its thunders sound.
The Borough, Letter VI.-G. Crabbe.

LAW. The Shifts of

I am sure if you go to law, you do not consider the appeals, degrees of jurisdiction, the intricate proceedings, the knaveries, the craving of so many ravenous animals that will prey upon you, villanous harpies, promoters,

On

tipstaves, and the like; none of which but will puff away the clearest right in the world for a bribe. the other side, the proctor shall side with your adversary, and sell your cause for ready money: your advocate shall be gained the same way, and shall not be found when your cause is to be heard. Law is a torment of all torments.

The Cheats of Scapin, Act II. Scene I.-T. OTWAY.

LAW-SUITS.

How wrangling and litigious were we in the time of peace! How many actions were created of nothing! Suits we had commenced about a mouthful of grass or a handful of hay.

LAWYER.

Mixt Contemplations, XI.-THOMAS FULLER.

A

A lawyer, that entangles all men's honesties,
And lives like a spider in a cob-web lurking,
And catching at all flies that pass his pitfalls.
The Spanish Curate, Act IV. Scene v.-FLETCHER.

LEARNING and WEALTH.

Much learning shews how little mortals know;
Much wealth, how little worldlings can enjoy :
At best it babies us with endless toys,

And keeps us children till we drop to dust.

Night Thoughts, VI. Line 519.-EDWARD YOUNG.

LEAVE-TAKING of Lovers never long enough.

I did not take my leave of him, but had
Most pretty things to say: ere I could tell him
How I would think on him, at certain hours,
Such thoughts, and such; or I could make him swear
The shes of Italy should not betray

Mine interest and his honour; or have charg'd him,
At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight,
To encounter me with orisons, for then

I am in heaven for him; or ere I could
Give him that parting kiss, which I had set
Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father
And, like the tyrannous breathing of the north,
Shakes all our buds from growing.

LEISURE.

Cymbeline, Act I. Scene III.-SHAKSPERE.

True

Leisure, the highest happiness upon earth, is seldom enjoyed with perfect satisfaction, except in solitude. Indolence and indifference do not always afford leisure; for true leisure is frequently found in that interval of relaxation which divides a painful duty from an agreeable recreation; a toilsome business from the more agreeable occupations of literature and philosophy.

Solitude, Cap III.-J. G. ZIMMERMAN.

LIFE. Definitions of

'Tis not a life ;

'Tis but a piece of childhood thrown away.

Philaster, Act v.-BEAUMONT and FLETCHER.