Liberty 's in every blow! Let us do or die.1 Bannockburn. In durance vile 2 here must I wake and weep, Epistle from Esopus to Maria. Misled by fancy's meteor ray, By passion driven; But yet the light that led astray Was light from heaven. And, like a passing thought, she fled The rank is but the guinea's stamp, A Red, Red Rose. The Vision. Ibid. For a' that and a' that. A prince can make a belted knight,* Guid faith, he maunna fa' that. 'T is sweeter for thee despairing, Ibid. Than aught in the world beside, Jessy! Jessy. 1 See Appendix, p. 643. 2 Durance vile.-W. Kenrick (1766), Falstaff's Wedding, i. 2; Burke, The Present Discontents. 3 I weigh the man, not his title: 't is not the king's stamp can make the metal better. - Wycherley, The Plaindealer, Act i. Sc. 1. 4 Of the king's creation you may be; but he who makes a Count ne'er made a man. - Southerne, Sir Anthony Love, Act ii. Sc. 1. It 's guid to be merry and wise, It 's guid to support Caledonia's cause, Here's a Health to Them that's Awa'. Gars auld claes look amaist as weel 's the new. The Cotter's Saturday Night. Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale. He wales a portion with judicious care; Ibid. And "Let us worship God!" he says with solemn air. Ibid. From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs, That makes her loved at home, revered abroad: Princes and lords are but the breath of kings, "An honest man 's the noblest work of God." Ibid. JOHN LOWE. 1750 The moon had climbed the highest hill And from the eastern summit shed Mary's Dream. 390 MASON.-DWIGHT.-HAWKER. — KEMBLE. WILLIAM MASON. 1725-1797. The fattest hog in Epicurus' sty.1 Heroic Epistle. TIMOTHY DWIGHT. 1752-1817. Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise, The queen of the world, and child of the skies! Columbia. REV. ROBERT HAWKER. 1753-1827. Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, Benediction. J. P. KEMBLE. 1757-1823. Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, The Panel. Act i. Sc. 1. 1 Me pinguem et nitidum bene curata cute vises, .... Epicuri de grege porcum. Horace, Epist., Lib. I. iv. 15. 16. 2 Altered from Bickerstaff's 'T is Well 't is no Worse. The lines are also found in Debrett's Asylum for Fugitive Pieces, Vol. i. p. 15. BARRINGTON. — ROBINSON.-COLMAN. 391 GEORGE BARRINGTON. True patriots all; for be it understood 1755 We left our country for our country's good.1 Prologue written for the Opening of the Play-house at New On their own merits modest men are dumb. Epilogue to the Heir at Law. And what's impossible can't be, And never, never comes to pass. The Maid of the Moor. Three stories high, long, dull, and old, As great lords' stories often are. Like two single gentlemen, rolled into one. Ibid. Lodgings for Single Gentlemen. But when ill indeed, E'en dismissing the doctor don't always succeed. Ibid. 1 'Twas for the good of my country that I should be abroad. Farquhar, The Beaux Stratagem, Act iii. Sc. 2. Love laughs at Locksmiths. Act ii. Song. 'T is a very fine thing to be father-in-law To a very magnificent three-tailed Bashaw! I had a soul above buttons. Blue Beard. Act ii. Sc. 5. Sylvester Daggerwood, or New Hay at the Old Market. Sc. 1. Mynheer Vandunck, though he never was drunk, Sipped brandy and water gayly. Mynheer Vandunck. WILLIAM PITT. 1759-1806. Necessity is the argument of tyrants, it is the creed of slaves.1 Speech on the India Bill, November, 1783. Prostrate the beauteous ruin lies; and all That shared its shelter perish in its fall. From The Poetry of the Anti-Jacobin. No. xxxvi. CHARLES COTESWORTH PINCKNEY. Millions for defence, but not one cent for tribute. 1 Compare Milton, Paradise Lost, Book iv. Line 393. Page 188. |