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That time flieth, and never claps her wings;
Gascoigne. CCCLXXIV. A man who has taken his ideas from study alone, generally comes into the world with x heart melting ac every fictitious distress. Thus he is induced, by misplaced liberality, to put himself into the indigent circumstances of the person he relieves.-Goldsmith.
CCCLXXV. A brave captain, is as a root, out of which (as into branches) the courage of his soldiers doth spring. Sir P. Sídney.
CCCLXXVI. A single jail, in Alfred's golden reign, Coulữ half the nation's criminals contain; Fau justice then, without constraint adorn'd, Held high the steady scale, but sheath'd the sword; No spies were paid, no special juries known; Bless'd age! but ah! how different from our own!.
Johnson CCCLXXVII. When a friend is turned into an enemy, and, as the son of Sirach calls him, “a bewrayer of secrets,” the world is just enough to accuse the perfidiousness of the friend, rather than the indiscretion of the person who confided in him. --Addison.
CCCLXXVIII. Ambition, that high and glorious passion which makes such havoc among the sons of men, arises from a proud desire of honour and distinction, and when the splendid trappings in which it is usually caparisoned are removed, will be found to consist of the mean materials of envy, pride, and covetousness. It is described by different authors, as a gallant madness, a pleasant poison, a hidden plague, a secret poison, a caustic, of the soul, the moth of holiness, the mother of hypocrisy, and, by crucifying and disquieting all it takes hold of, the cause of melancholy and madness.---Burton.
Shakspeare. CCCLXXX. People of quality are fine things, indeed, if they had but a little more money; but for want of that, they are (often) forced to do things they are ashamed of. The Confederacy-Vanbrugh.
CCCLXXXI. Mankind are all hunters in various degree; The priest hunts a living the lawyer a fee, The doctor a patient-the courtier a place, Though often, like us, he's flung out in the chce.. The cit hunts a plum--while the soldier hunts fame, The poet a dinner—the patriot a name; And the practis'd coquette, though she seems to re
fuse, In spite of her airs, still her lover pursues. From a Hunting Song by Paul Whitehead.
CCCLXXXII. There is as much greatness of mind in the owing of a good turn, as in the doing of it; and we must no more, force a requital out of season, than be wanting in it. He that precipitates a return, does as good as say I am weary of being in this man's debt; not but that the hastening of a requital, as a good office, is a commendable disposition; but it is another thing to do it as a discharge; for it looks like casting off a heavy and troublesome burden, Seneca.
CCCLXXXIII. It is recorded of Sir Matthew Hale, that he, for a long time, concealed the consecration of himself to the stricter duties of religion, lest, by some flagitious and shameful action, he should bring piety into disgracet For the same reason it may be prudent for a writer, who apprehends that he shall not enforce his own maxims by his domestic character, to conceal his name, that he may not injure them.-Johnson.
CCCLXXXIV. As love without esteem is volatile and capricious; esteem without love is languid and cold.-- Adventurer.
CCCLXXXV. The magnificence of our theatres is far superior to any others in Europe, where plays only are acted. The great care our performers take in painting for a part, their exactness in all the minutiæ of dress, and other little scenical proprieties, have been taken notice of by Ricoboni, a gentleman of Italy, who travelled Europe with no other design but to remark upon the stage; but there are several improprieties still continued, or lately come into fashion. As, for instance, spreading a carpet, (for tragedies,) in order to prevent our actors from spoiling their clothes; this immediately apprizes us of what is to follow; for laying the cloth is not a more sure indication of dinner than laying the carpet of bloody work at Drury-lane. --Goldsmith.
CCCLXXXVI. The effects of human industry and skill are easily subjected to calculation: whatever can be completed in a year, is divisible into parts, of which each may be performed in the compass of a day; he, therefore, that has passed the day without attention to the task assigned him, may be certain that the lapse of life has brought him no nearer to his object; for whatever idleness may expect from time, its produce will be only in proportion to the diligence with which it has been used. He that floats lazily down the stream, in pursuit of something borne along by the same current, will find himself indeed move forward; but unless he lays his hand to the oar, and increases his speed by his own labour, must be always at the same distance from that which he is following.-- Adventurer.
And yet so humble too, as not to scorn
“ His poppy grows among the corn.”
CCCLXXXVIII. In transactions of trade it is not to be supposed that, like gaming, what one party gains, the other must necessarily lose. The gain to each may be equal. If A. has more corn than he can consume, but wants cattle; and B. has more cattle, but wants corn; exchange is gain to each; thereby the common stock of comforts in life is increased.-Franklin.
CCCLXXXIX. Wine heightens indifference into love, love into jealousy, and jealousy into madness. It often turns the good-natured man into an idiot, and the choleric into an assassin. It gives bitterness to resentment, it makes vanity insupportable, and displays every little spot of the soul in its utmost deformity. --Addison.
CCCXC. The thing in the world I am most afraid of is fear, and with good reason, that passion alone in the trouble of it exceeding all other accidents.-Montaigne.
Leave her to meet all hopeless meed,
On a stony-hearted Maiden--Harrington.
CCCXCII. To endeavour to forget any one, is the certain way to think of nothing else. Love has this in common with scruples, that it is exasperated by the reflections used to free us from them. If it were practicable, the only way to extinguish our passion, is never to think on it. Bruyere.
СССхсIIі. All envy is proportionate to desire; we are uneasy at the attainments of another, according as we think our own happiness would be advanced by the addition of that which he withholds from us; and therefore whatever depresses immoderate wishes, will, at the same time, set the heart free from the corrosion of envy, and exempt us from that vice which is, above most others, tormenting to ourselves, hateful to the world, and productive of mean artifices and sordid projects.-- Johnson.
CCCXCIV. 'Tis the first virtue, vices to abhor, And the first wisdom to be fool no more: But to the world no bugbear is so great As want of figure, and a small estate. Scard at the spectre of pale poverty! To either India see the merchant flySee him with pains of body, pangs of soul, Burn through the tropic, freeze beneath the pole! Wilt thou do nothing for a nobler end, Nothing to make philosophy thy friend? To stop thy foolish views, thy long desires, And ease thy heart of all that it admires? Here wisdom calls, “ Seek virtue first, be bold! . “As gold to silver, virtue is to gold.” There, London's voice, “Get money, money still! “And then let virtue follow if she will!” VOL. II.