Note 26, page 189.

Words are women, deeds are men,

"Words are women, and deeds are men."

Sir Thomas Bodley, Letter to his Librarian, 1604. "Words are for women; actions for men."

Thomas Fuller, Gnomologia.

Note 27, page 193.

A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.

'I would help others, out of a fellow-feeling.” — Burton, Anatomy of Melancholy, Democritus to the Reader.

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'Non ignara mali, miseris succurrere disco."

Virgil, Eneid, Lib. i. 630.

Note 28, page 194.

Where ignorance is bliss,

'Tis folly to be wise.

"From ignorance our comfort flows,

The only wretched are the wise."

Prior, To the Hon. Charles Montague.

"He that increaseth knowledge, increaseth sorrow."- Eccle

siastes i. 18.

Note 29, page 196.

And waste its sweetness on the desert air.

"Nor waste their sweetness in the desert air."

Churchill, Gotham, Book II.

"Which else had wasted in the desert air."

Lloyd, Ode at Westminster School.

Note 30, page 200.

And learn the luxury of doing good.

"For all their luxury was doing good."

Garth, Claremont, 1. 148.

"He tried the luxury of doing good."

Crabbe, Tales of the Castle, Book III.

Note 31, page 201.

I see the lords of human kind pass by.

"Lord of human kind." - Dryden, The Spanish Friar, Act ii.

Sc. 1.

Note 32, page 202.

A breath can make them as a breath has made.

"C'est un verre qui luit,

Qu'un souffle peut détruire, et qu'un souffle a produit."
De Caux (comparing the world to his hour-glass).
"Who pants for glory finds but short repose;
A breath revives him, or a breath o'erthrows."
Pope, Horace, Book ii. Epistle 1.

Note 33, page 206.

Elegy on Mrs. Mary Blaize.

This poem is taken almost verbatim from Chanson sur le fameux La Pulisse, which is attributed to Bernard de la Monnoye.

"On dit que dans ses amours

Il fut caressé des belles,

Qui le suivirent toujours,

Tant qu'il marcha devant elles."

Note 34, page 212.

Of dropping buckets into empty wells,

And growing old in drawing nothing up.

"He has spent all his life in letting down empty buckets into empty wells; and he is frittering away his age in trying to draw them up again." — Memoirs of Sydney Smith.

Note 35, page 212.

The cups,

That cheer but not inebriate.

"[Tar-water] is of a nature so mild and benign and propor

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

Burns, in his "Remarks on Scottish Song," says these lines were written by Dr. Beattie.

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."

Note 41, page 263.

Waller, On Tea.

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."

Note 42, page 264.

Robert Montgomery.

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.

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 Fugâ in Persecutione, c. 10.

The corresponding Greek,

̓Ανὴρ ὁ φεύγων καὶ 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, Eneus Sylvius's Letter.