And Murray sighs o'er Pope, and Swift, The well judged purchase, and the gift Their pages mangled, burnt, and torn, The loss was his alone; But ages yet to come shall mourn The burning of his own. ON THE SAME. WHEN Wit and Genius meet their doom In all-devouring flame, They tell us of the fate of Rome, And bid us fear the same. O'er Murray's loss the Muses wept, They felt the rude alarm, Yet blessed the guardian care that kept There Memory, like the bee that's fed The quintessence of all he read 5 IO 5 ΙΟ Had treasured up before. The lawless herd, with fury blind, Have done him cruel wrong; The flowers are gone—but still we find 15 ON A GOLDFINCH, STARVED TO DEATH IN HIS CAGE. TIME was when I was free as air, 5 REPORT OF AN ADJUDGED case. But gaudy plumage, sprightly strain, And of a transient date; For caught and caged, and starved to death, Soon passed the wiry grate. Thanks, gentle swain, for all my woes, And thanks for this effectual close And cure of every ill! More cruelty could none express; 9 ΙΟ 15 REPORT OF AN ADJUDGED CASE, NOT TO BE FOUND IN ANY OF THE BOOKS. BETWEEN Nose and Eyes a strange contest arose, So Tongue was the lawyer, and argued the cause 'In behalf of the Nose it will quickly appear, And your lordship,' he said, 'will undoubtedly find, That the Nose has had spectacles always in wear, Which amounts to possession time out of mind.' Then holding the spectacles up to the court 'Your lordship observes they are made with a straddle, As wide as the bridge of the Nose is; in short, Designed to sit close to it, just like a saddle. 5 ΙΟ 15 'Again, would your lordship a moment suppose ('Tis a case that has happened, and may be again) That the visage or countenance had not a Nose, Pray who would, or who could, wear spectacles then? 20 'On the whole it appears, and my argument shows, Then shifting his side, as a lawyer knows how, So his lordship decreed, with a grave solemn tone, 25 30 TABLE TALK. 'Si te fortè meæ gravis uret sarcina chartæ, Hor. Lib. 1. Ep. 13. [ARGUMENT:-True and false glory, 1-Kings made for men, 47— Royalty in England, 63-Quevedo's satire on kings, 94-Kings to be pitied, 108-Englishmen's scorn of arbitrary rule, 205-French and English character contrasted, 235-Blessings of freedom, 261-Freedom needs the restraints of law, 311-Instance in the Gordon Riots, 319Patriotism of Chatham, 337-Political dangers of England, 363National corruption portends national ruin, 415-Politics and Providence, 439-Poets are Prophets, 481-Lofty subjects to be chosen for Poetry, 507—Homer, Virgil, Milton, 557-Progress of Puesy, 569— Religion the highest theme for the Poet, 718.] A. You told me, I remember, glory built B. I grant that men continuing what they are, Let laurels drenched in pure Parnassian dews, 5 ΙΟ Who with a courage of unshaken root, Feats of renown, though wrought in ancient days, The wretch, to naught but his ambition true, 15 20 25 30 35 40 The glass that bids man mark the fleeting hour, And Death's own scythe, would better speak his power; Then grace the bony phantom in their stead With the king's shoulder-knot and gay cockade; Clothe the twin brethren in each other's dress, 45 The same their occupation and success. A. 'Tis your belief the world was made for man, Kings do but reason on the selfsame plan; Maintaining yours, you cannot theirs condemn, Who think, or seem to think, man made for them. 50 |