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15. Man, being reasonable, must get drunk:
The best of life is but intoxication;
Glory, the grape, love, gold,-in these are sunk
The hopes of all men, and of every nation.
BYRON'S Don Juan.

16. He spent his days in riot most uncouth,
And vex'd with mirth the drowsy ear of night.
BYRON'S Childe Harold.

17. Which cheers the sad, revives the old, inspires
The young, makes Weariness forget his toil,
And Fear her danger; opens a new world,
When this, the present, palls.

BYRON'S Sardanapalus.

18. Fill the bright goblet, spread the festive board,
Summon the gay, the noble, and the fair;
Thro' the loud hall, in joyous concert pour'd,
Let mirth and music sound the dirge of Care.

19. The gen'rous wine brings joy divine,
And beauty charms our soul;

I, while on earth, will still with mirth,
Drink beauty and the bowl!


20. What cannot wine perform? It brings to light
The secret soul; it bids the coward fight;
Gives being to our hopes, and from our hearts
Drives out dull sorrow, and inspires new arts;
Even in th' oppressive grasp of poverty,
It can enlarge, and bid the soul be free.


FRANCIS' Horace.

21. Could ev'ry drunkard, ere he sits to dine,
Feel in his head the dizzy fumes of wine,
No more would Bacchus chain the willing soul,
But loathing horror shun the poison'd bowl.

MERIVALE'S Clearchus.

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22. Thou sparkling bowl! thou sparkling bowl!
Though lips of bards thy brim may press,
And eyes of beauty o'er thee roll,
And song
and dance thy power confess-
I will not touch thec; for there clings
A scorpion to thy side that stings.


Inspiring John Barleycorn,
What dangers dost thou make us scorn!

24. "Tis when the fancy-stirring bowl
Doth wake its world of pleasure,
That glowing fancies gild my soul,
And life's an endless treasure.

25. Ah! Brandy, Brandy! bane of life, Spring of tumult, source of strife, Could I but half thy curses tell,

The wise would wish thee safe in hell!

26. Blame not the bowl-the fruitful bowl, Whence wit and mirth and music spring, And amber drops Elysian roll,

To bathe young Love's delighted wing.


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1. And ever-wakeful Echo here doth dwell,
The nymph of sportive mockery, that still
Hides behind every rock, in every dell,

And softly glides, unseen, from hill to hill;
No sound doth rise but mimic it she will—
The sturgeon's splash repeating from the shore,

Aping the boy's voice with a voice as shrill,
The bird's low warble, and the thunder's roar,
Always she watches there, each murmur telling o'er.


1. My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up.

2. O'ercome with wonder, and oppress'd with joy :-
This vast profusion of extreme delight,
Rising at once, and bursting from despair,

Defies the aid of words, and mocks description.



3. For joy like this, death were a cheap exchange. ESCHYLUS' Agamemnon.

Tune your harps,

Ye angels, to that sound; and thou, my heart,
Make room to entertain my flowing joy!

5. She bids me hope! and, in that charming word, Has peace and transport to my soul restor❜d.


6. My joy, my best belov'd, my only wish! How shall I speak the transport of my





7. What sweet delirium o'er his bosom stole !

8. No word was spoken, all was feeling

The silent transport of the heart.

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BEATTIE'S Minstrel.

9. One hour of such bliss is a life ere it closes'Tis one drop of fragrance from thousands of roses. P. M. WETMORE.



1. Why did my parents send me to the schools,

That I with knowledge might enrich my mind,
Since the desire to learn first made men fools,
And did corrupt the root of all mankind?
SPENSER'S Fairy Queen.

2. Will is the prince, and Wit the counsellor,
Which do for common good in council sit,
And, when Wit is resolv'd, Will lends her power,
To execute what is desir'd by Wit.

3. Learning by study must be won;
"T was ne'er entail'd from sire to son.

DAVIES' Immortality of the Soul.

5. Besides 't is known he could speak Greek As naturally as pigs squeak.

4. For what is truth and knowledge, but a kind
Of wantonness and luxury of the mind;
A greediness and gluttony of the brain,
That longs to eat forbidden fruit again;
And grows more desperate, like the worst diseases,
Upon the nobler part, the mind, it seizes?

GAY's Fables.


BUTLER'S Hudibras.



6. He was in logic a great critic,
Profoundly skill'd in analytic;
He could distinguish and divide
A hair 'twixt south and south-west side.

BUTLER'S Hudibras.

7. Learning, that cobweb of the brain,
Profane, erroneous, and vain:
A trade of knowledge, as replete
As others are with fraud and cheat;
An art to encumber gifts and wit,
And render both for nothing fit.

BUTLER'S Hudibras.

8. The clouds may drop down titles and estates, Wealth may seek us-but wisdom must be sought. YOUNG'S Night Thoughts.

9. For just experience tells in every soil,

That those who think must govern those who toil.


GOLDSMITH'S Traveller.

10. Mix'd reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth. GOLDSMITH'S Retaliation.

11. Superior beings, when of late they saw
A mortal man unfold all nature's law,
Admir'd such wisdom in an earthly shape,
And show'd a Newton, as we show an ape.

POPE'S Essay on Man.

-Mingles with the friendly bowl
The feast of reason, and the flow of soul.

13. Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies.

14. A little learning is a dangerous thing;

Drink deep, or taste not, the Pierian spring;
For shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,
And drinking deeply sobers us again.



POPE'S Essay on Criticism.

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