8 9 10 ΙΙ 12 13 14 TH TO SLEEP HOUGH death's strong image in thy form we trace, come sleep! and fold me in thy soft embrace; come genial sleep! that sweetest blessing give to die thus living and thus dead to live. LOVE WEET is Love and sweet is the Rose, roses die when the cold wind blows, N LORD STRANGFORD EPITAPH ON SIR ISAAC NEWTON ATURE and nature's laws lay hid in night; THE VICISSITUDES OF HUMAN LIFE A. POPE ΠΑΙΓΝΙΟΝ ἐστι τύχης μερόπων βίος, οἰκτρός, αλήτης, PALLADAS THE SORROWS OF CHILDHOOD This like the dewdrop on the rose; when next the summer breeze comes by M FILIAL PIETY SIR W. SCOTT E let the tender office long engage with lenient aft extend a mother's breath, make languor smile and smoothe the bed of death, explore the thought, explain the asking eye, and save awhile one parent from the sky. OLD on Canadian hills or Minden's plain perhaps that parent mourned her soldier slain; bent o'er her babe, her eyes dissolved in dew, the big drops mingling with the milk he drew gave the sad presage of his future yearsthe child of misery baptized in tears. J. LANGHORNE 15 EPITAPH ON JAMES CRAGGS IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY STATESMAN, of so TATESMAN, yet friend to truth, of soul sincere; who broke no promise, served no private end; praised wept and honoured by the Muse he loved. A. POPE 16 EPITAPH ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE SISTER TO SIR PHILIP SIDNEY 17 NDERNEATH this sable herse Ulies the subject of all verse, Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother: DE LOVE OUTLIVES TIME B. JONSON EVOURING Time with stealing pace B. BOOTH 18 E SPIRIT OF PLATO AGLE, why soarest thou above that tomb? floatest thou? I am the image of swift Plato's spirit P. B. SHELLEY 19 20 21 22 23 WOMAN'S LOVE WOMAN in our hours of ease uncertain coy and hard to please and variable as the shade by the light quivering aspen made, when pain and anguish wring the brow, WHEN VENICE SIR W. SCOTT THEN Neptune towering o'er her Adrian wave saw Venice rise and Ocean's rage enslave, 'Boast as thou wilt of Rome' to Jove he cried 'her rock Tarpeian and thy Mars her guide,' yet own, though Tiber lure thee from the seas, that mortals reared those walls, immortals these. DUM VIVIMUS VIVAMUS E. A. SMEDLEY IVE while you live' the Epicure would say shatch the pleasures of the present day;' ‘Live while you live' the sacred preacher cries ' and give to God each moment as it flies.' Lord, in my view let both united be!I live in pleasure when I live to Thee! THRI EPIGRAM ON MILTON J. DODDRIDGE HREE poets, in three distant ages born, to make a third she joined the other two. THE MOTHER'S STRATAGEM WHILE J. DRYDEN HILE on the cliff with calm delight she kneels, and the blue vales a thousand joys recall, see to the last, last verge her infant steals! O fly!-yet stir not, speak not, lest it fall. Far better thought, she lays her bosom bare, and the fond boy springs back to nestle there. S. ROGERS 24 ON THOMAS MOORE'S DAUGHTER WEET child, when on thy beauteous face thy gentle mother's features trace, 25 26 H INSCRIPTION ON AN AEOLIAN HARP AIL heavenly harp where Memnon's skill is shewn, that charm'st the ear with music all thine own, which though untouched canst rapturous strains impart, O rich of genuine nature, free from art! Such the wild warblings of the sylvan throng, so simply sweet the untaught virgin's song. A THE DEW-DROP C. SMART PEARLY dew-drop see some flower adorn but soon the sun permits a fiercer ray, lo, in the dust the beauteous ruin lies; LORD BYRON 27 LOVE OVE he comes, and Love he tarries, longest stays, when sorest chidden; laughs and flies, when pressed and bidden. of fresh beauty for its fuel: love's wing moults when caged and captured; T. CAMPBELL 28 TO HIS DEPARTED FRIEND HERACLITUS ΕΙΠΕ τις Ἡράκλειτε τεὸν μόρον, ἐς δέ με δάκρυ CALLIMACHVS 29 TO MENANDER ΑΥΤΑΙ σοι στομάτεσσιν ἀνηρείψαντο μέλισσαι 30 ΑΝΟΝ. TO A BEE SETTLING ON A LADY'S CHEEK ̓ΑΝΘΟΔΙΑΙΤΕ μέλισσα, τί μοι χροὸς Ηλιοδώρας ἤ σύ γε μηνύεις ὅτι καὶ γλυκὺ καὶ δυσύποιστον MELEAGER 31 STEDFASTNESS ΜΗΤΕ βαθυκτεάνοιο τύχης κουφίζει ροίζω πᾶς γὰρ ὑπ' ἀσταθέεσσι βίος πελεμίζεται αὔραις ἡ δ ̓ ἀρετὴ σταθερόν τι καὶ ἄτροπον, ἧς ἐπὶ μούνης κύματα θαρσαλέως ποντοπόρει βιότου. PAVLVS SILENTIARIVS |