127.
Then St. John mingles with my friendly bowl,
The feast of reason and the flow of soul.
Book ii. Satire ii. Line 159.
For I, who hold sage Homer's rule the best,
Welcome the coming, speed the going guest.[12]
[Note 12: See the Odyssey, Book xv. line 83.]
Book ii. Epistle i. Line 108.
The mob of gentlemen who wrote with ease.
* * * * *
_Epilogue to the Satires_.
Dialogue i. Line 136.
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
_Epitaph on Gay_.
Of manners gentle, of affections mild;
In wit a man, simplicity a child.
* * * * *
THE DUNCIAD.
Book i. Line 54.
And solid pudding against empty praise.
Book iii. Line 158.
All crowd, who foremost shall be damned to fame.
Book iii. Line 165.
Silence, ye wolves! while Ralph to Cynthia howls,
And makes night hideous; answer him, ye owls.
Book iv. Line 614.
E'en Palinurus nodded at the helm.
* * * * *
ODYSSEY.
Book ii. Line 315.
Few sons attain the praise
Of their great sires, and most their sires disgrace.
Book xiv. Line 410.
Far from gay cities and the ways of men.
Book xv. Line 79.
Who love too much, hate in the like extreme.
Book xv. Line 83.
True friendship's laws are by this rule expressed,
Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.
* * * * *
_Windsor forest_.
Thus, if small things we may with great compare.
* * * * *
_Martinus Scriblerus on the Art of Sinking in Poetry_.
Chapter xi.
Ye Gods! annihilate but space and time,
And make two lovers happy.
* * * * *
_Epitaph on the Hon. S. Harcourt_.
Who ne'er knew joy but friendship might divide,
Or gave his father grief but when he died.
* * * * *
THOMAS TICKELL.
1686-1740.
_On the Death of Addison_. Line 45.
Nor e'er was to the bowers of bliss conveyed
A fairer spirit, or more welcome shade.
Line 79.
There taught us how to live; and (oh! too high
The price for knowledge) taught us how to die.
_Colin and Lucy_.
I hear a voice you cannot hear,
Which says I must not stay,
I see a hand you cannot see,
Which beckons me away.
* * * * *
JOHN GAY.
1688-1732.
_What D'ye Call 't_.
Act ii. Sc. 9.
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