18. The sweet siesta of a summer's day. 19. Alas! that dreams are only dreams! That fancy cannot give A lasting beauty to those forms, Which scarce a moment live! 20. But ah! 't is gone, 't is gone, and never Mine such waking bliss can be; BYRON'S Island. Oh! I would sleep, would sleep for ever, Could I thus but dream of thee! RUFUS DAWES. FRISBIE. 21. Where his thoughts on the pinions of fancy shall roam, 22. When sleep's calm wing is on my brow, And dreams of peace my spirit lull, Before me, like a misty star, That form floats dim and beautiful. W. KELLY. G. D. PRENTICE. 23. Strange is the power of dreams! who has not felt, 210 DRINKING-WINE, &c. 1. DRINKING-WINE-TEMPERANCE, &c. A surfeit of the sweetest things The deepest loathing to the stomach brings. 2. Oh, that men should put an enemy in SHAKSPEARE. Their mouths, to steal away their brains! that we 3. They were red-hot with drinking; SHAKSPEARE. So full of valour, that they smote the air For breathing in their faces; beat the ground 4. Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; SHAKSPEARE. SHAKSPEARE. 5. In what thou eat'st and drinkest, seek from thence Due nourishment, not gluttonous delight; 6. So thou may'st live till, like ripe fruit, thou drop Gather'd, not harshly pluck'd, for death mature. For swinish gluttony Ne'er looks to heaven amidst her gorgeous feast, Crams, and blasphemes his feeder. MILTON. MILTON'S Comus. 7. 8. 9. If all the world Should, in a pet of Temperance, feed on pulse, Drink the clear stream, and nothing wear but frieze, And we should serve him as a grudging master, MILTON'S Comus. Nature, good cateress, MILTON'S Comus. The modest maid But coyly sips, and blushing drinks, abash'd. 10. He, who the rules of temperance neglects, From a good cause may produce vile effects. SOMERVILE. 11. If men would shun swoln fortune's ruinous blasts, Let them use temperance: nothing violent lasts. TUKE. W. STRACHEY. 12. The joy which wine can give, like smoky fires, Obscures their sight, whose fancy it inspires. AARON HILL. 13. 'Tis to thy rules, O Temperance! that we owe 14. Earth's coarsest bread, the garden's humblest roots, BYRON'S Corsair. 212 DRINKING-WINE, &c. 15. Man, being reasonable, must get drunk: BYRON'S Don Juan. 16. He spent his days in riot most uncouth, BYRON'S Childe Harold. 17. Which cheers the sad, revives the old, inspires BYRON'S Sardanapalus. 18. Fill the bright goblet, spread the festive board, 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 SCOTT. E. MCKEY. FRANCIS' Horace. 21. Could ev'ry drunkard, ere he sits to dine, MERIVALE'S Clearchus. 22. Thou sparkling bowl! thou sparkling bowl! Though lips of bards thy brim may press, And eyes of beauty o'er thee roll, 23. And song and dance thy power confess→→→ Inspiring John Barleycorn, 24. 'Tis when the fancy-stirring bowl 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! JOHN PIERPONT. 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. C. F. HOFFMAN. DUTY. (See CONSCIENCE.) EATING. (See APPETITE.) |