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TIMIDITY-TITLES - TOKEN.

11. While systems change, and suns retire, and worlds

Slumber and wake— Time's ceaseless march proceeds.

H. WARF

1.

TIMIDITY.

Nor less was she in heart affected,

But that she masked it with modesty,

For fear she should of lightness be detected.

2. How long must I conceal

SPENSER'S Fairy Queen.

What yet my heart could wish were known?

How long the truest passion feel,

And yet that passion fear to own?

3. Hard is the fate of him who loves,

CARTWRIGHT.

Yet dares not tell his trembling pain.

4. The half-suppress'd glance of an eye admiring,
The tremulous rays of an evening sky —
The startled fawn from the hunter retiring—
The fluttering light of a taper expiring,
Apt emblems afford of timidity.

TITLES. (See ANCESTRY.)

THOMSON.

ELLIOT.

TOKEN.

1. Accept of this; and could I add beside
What wealth the rich Peruvian mountains hide;
If all the gems in eastern rocks were mine,
On thee alone their glittering pride should shine.

LYTTLETON.

2. She knew whose hand had gather'd them; she knew Whose sigh and touch were on their scent and hue.

PICKERSGILL.

3. All the token-flowers that tell
What words can never speak so well.

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TOWN AND COUNTRY.-(See RURAL SCENES.)

TRANSPORT.-(See ECSTASY.)

TRAVELLER.

1. Me other cares in other climes engage,
Cares that become my birth, and suit my age;
In various knowledge to instruct my youth,
And conquer prejudice, worst foe to truth;
By foreign arts, domestic faults to mend,
Enlarge my notions, and my views extend;
The useful science of the world to know,
Which books can never teach, nor pedants show.

2. Returning, he proclaims by many a grace,

LYTTLETON.

By shrugs, and strange contortions of his face,
How much a dunce, that has been sent to roam,
Excels a dunce that has been kept at home.

COWPER'S Progress of Error.

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3. He travels and expatiates; as the bee
From flower to flower, so he from land to land.

The manners, customs, policies of all,
Pay contribution to the store he gleans:
He sucks intelligence in every clime,

And spreads the honey of his deep research
a rich repast for me.

At his return

COWPER'S Task.

4. But every fool describes, in these bright days,
His wondrous journey to some foreign court,
And spawns his quarto, and demands your praise;
Death to his publisher, to him 't is sport.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

5. And he, who's doom'd o'er waves to roam, Or wander on a foreign strand,

Will sigh whene'er he thinks of home,

And better love his native land.

TREACHERY.

WILLIAM LEGGETT.

1. Stealing her soul with many vows of faith,

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My heart had treasur'd all its boast and pride,
Proves faithless.

EURIPIDES' Medea.

4. Oh! colder than the wind that freezes
Founts, that but now in sunshine play'd,

Is that congealing pang, which seizes
The trusting bosom when betray'd.

MOORE.

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But with his last attempt he wip'd it out,
Betray'd his country; and his name remains
To the ensuing age, abhorr'd.

2. Treason and murder ever kept together,
As two yoke-devils sworn to either's purpose.

3.

Is there not some chosen curse,

Some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven,
Red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man
Who owes his greatness to his country's ruin?

SHAKSPEARE.

SHAKSPEARE.

ADDISON'S Cato.

4. Treason does never prosper; what's the reason? Why, when it prospers, none dare call it treason.

5. O! for a tongue to curse the slave,

Whose treason, like a deadly blight,
Comes o'er the councils of the brave,
To blast them in their hour of might!

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3. Slowly he falls, amid triumphing cries; Without a groan, without a struggle, dies.

SHAKSPEARE.

SHAKSPEARE.

BYRON'S Childe Harold.

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TRUTH-TYRANNY, &c.

4. It is not victory to win the field,
Unless we make our enemies to yield
More to our justice than our force; and so
As well instruct, as overcome our foe.

5. Cæsar himself could never say

He got two victories in one day,
As I have done, that can say, twice I,
In one day, "veni, vidi, vici!"

GOMERSALL.

BUTLER'S Hudibras.

6. The God of Battles smil'd—Justice triumph'd;
The Stars and Stripes, Columbia's sacred Flag,
Like eagles' pinions flutter'd to the breeze;
And the Red Lion, haughty Britain's emblem,
Discomforted, went howling back with rage,
To lair amidst the white cliffs of Albion.

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1. There are two hearts whose movements thrill

In unison so closely sweet,

That, pulse to pulse, responsive still

They both must heave or cease to beat.

2. There are two souls whose equal flow
In gentle streams so calmly run,
That when they part-they part! ah, no!

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BARTON.

BARTON.

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