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Page 39 - Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet, ah ! why should they know their fate. Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies? Thought would destroy their paradise! No more; — where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
Page 220 - Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view! The fountain's fall, the river's flow, The woody valleys warm and low; The windy summit, wild and high, Roughly rushing on the sky; The pleasant seat, the ruined tower, The naked rock, the shady bower; The town and village, dome and farm, Each give each a double charm, As pearls upon an Ethiop's arm.
Page 259 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!
Page 220 - Ethiop's arm. See on the mountain's southern side, Where the prospect opens wide, Where the evening gilds the tide, How close and small the hedges lie, What streaks of meadows cross the eye! A step methinks may pass the stream, So little distant dangers seem; So we mistake the future's face Eyed through Hope's deluding glass...
Page 220 - Where the evening gilds the tide, How close and small the hedges lie! What streaks of meadows cross the eye! A step, methinks, may pass the stream, So little distant dangers seem; So we mistake the future's face, Ey'd through hope's deluding glass; As yon summits soft and fair, Clad in colours of the air, Which, to those who journey near, Barren, brown, and rough appear.
Page 24 - Ask where's the North ? at York, 'tis on the Tweed ; In Scotland, at the Orcades ; and there, At Greenland, Zembla, or the Lord knows where.
Page 41 - I was obliged to eat stale fish, and swallow sour port, with sir Cecil Wray, Mr. Martin the banker, Dr. Jebb, &c. to promote the grand reform of parliament. I was forced into the chair, and was so far happy as to be highly applauded, both for a long speech, and my conduct as president through an arduous day. I have not, however, authenticated to the public any account of the day's proceeding, nor given to the press the various new-fangled toasts which were the amusement of the hour, and should perish...
Page 297 - Tooke. t On this subject, Mr. Wilkes relates the following anecdote : — The Bishop of B. told me that a most respectable lady, of his particular friendship, said to him, " The Prince came in here yesterday, overjoyed, saying, ' I never did better in any thing ; I behaved incomparably well ; I could not have thought it, as the case was quite new to me.
Page 143 - Destroy his fib, or sophistry, in vain, The creature 's at his dirty work again, Thron'd in the centre of his thin designs, Proud of a vast extent of flimsy lines ! Whom have I hurt ? has poet yet, or peer, Lost the arch'd eye-brow, or Parnassian sneer?
Page 240 - A looking-glass, in a pier, between two windows, had been covered with green cloth to prevent the king's seeing how greatly he was emaciated. The king asked the reason of the green cloth being put there. The answer was, ' To prevent the reflection of too much light.