nce and Awe attend their feet!
They enter ... though no voice is heard,
Mercy in each face I see;
They speak ... and in the single word
Is Life, and Love, and Liberty!
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[Footnote 9: The sentiment of Lucretius--
_Suave etiam Martis certamina magna tueri_
_Per campos instructa, tuo fine parte percli._
Sweet to behold the Martial Contest spread
Wide o'er the Plains, without thy share of Ill.
But the Philosophic Poet accounts for it by the heightened sense of
safety; and not on the principle of Malevolence.]
[Footnote 10: This Question may come before the Jury in Cases of
_Homicide, Assault and Battery_, and other charges of that nature, which
may be justifiable on circumstances: but in many if the fact is found,
as in _Forgery_, &c. the criminality, with some very rare exceptions, is
a legal inference necessarily resulting from the fact. C.L.]
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YORKSHIRE DIP.
[The Country Ramble of Jupiter.--The Feast: ... It's Music, and
Gaiety.--The Dip makes it's appearance.--The Consequence.]
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Once on a time, old Legends say,
'Twas on a sultry Summer's day,
A Grecian God forsook the Skies,
To taste of Earth's felicities.
Clad like a rusticated elf,
(Perhaps _incog._ 'twas Jove himself)
He travers'd hills, and glens, and woods,
And verdant lawns, by crystal floods;
For sure, said he, if Earth has joys,
They dwell remote from pomp and noise.
He loitering pass'd the vacant hour,
For Strawberries stoop'd, or pluck'd a Flower,
And snuff'd the Zephyrs as they play'd,
In wanton curves beneath the shade.
'Till having every sweet pursued,
That leisure finds in solitude,
Resolving now to seek Mankind,
And new delights in converse find,
He left the woods, he cross'd the plain,
And join'd the Reapers' jolly train;
With Men and Maids he talk'd and toil'd,
While jocund mirth the hours beguil'd;
For Maids the cheerful labour shar'd,
And blooming health their rich reward.
When noon advanc'd, Sol's downward rays
Shedding intolerable blaze,
Compel the Labourers' retreat,
To shelter from the fervent heat;
The copse that skirts the irriguous mead
Affords a welcome cooling shade.
A Damsel from the careful Dame
With wholesome viands loaded came;
Though coarse and homely was their meal,
Though
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