"WHAT TRANSPORT TO RETRACE OUR BOYISH PLAYS, OUR EASY BLISS, WHEN EACH THING JOY SUPPLIED!" 92 BY MEANS THAT EVIL SEEM TO NARROW MEN, THE CARAVAN IN THE DESERT. "WHAT IS VIRTUE BUT REPOSE OF MIND, A PURE ETHEREAL CALM THAT KNOWS NO STORM ?"-THOMSON. Nearer and nearer still they darkening come, Is buried deep. In Cairo's crowded streets [JAMES THOMSON, born 1700, died 1748, will always hold a high rank SUPERIOR BEINGS WORK THEIR MYSTIC WILL."-THOMSON. "OH, BLESSED BRITANNIA IN THY PRESENCE BLESSED, THOU GUARDIAN OF MANKIND !"-THOMSON. TO WHOM HER RULING THUNDER OCEAN BEARS."-THOMSON. "HOW MANY DRINK THE CUP OF GRIEF, OR EAT THE BITTER BREAD OF MISERY!"-THOMSON. 93 [JAMES THOMSON. From the masque of "King Arthur." The music to this noble song, which has deservedly become our national hymn, was com- "LET THE WORLD REVERE US, FOR OUR PEOPLE'S RIGHTS AND LAWS."-THOMAS CAMPBELL. "THE DECK IT WAS THEIR FIELD OF FAME, AND OCEAN WAS THEIR GRAVE."-THOMAS CAMPBELL. A ROYAL MADMAN. CHARLES XII. OF SWEDEN. IN what foundation stands the warrior's pride, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire; Peace courts his hand, but spreads her charms in vain; AND MAKE PERPETUAL MOAN."-TENNYSON. 66 UNNUMBERED SUPPLIANTS CROWD PREFERment's gate."-JOHNSON. The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Condemned a needy supplicant to wait; To point a moral, or adorn a tale. [SAMUEL JOHNSON, 1709-1784, better known to posterity as the author of "The Lives of the Poets," "Rasselas," and "The Rambler," than as the author of "The Vanity of Human Wishes" (from which the foregoing lines are quoted), and "London"-two didactic poems of great merit.] "FROM HELICON'S HARMONIOUS SPRINGS A THOUSAND RILLS THEIR MAZY PROGRESS TAKE."-GRAY. "CAN STORIED URN OR ANIMATED BUST BACK TO ITS MANSION CALL THE FLEETING BREATH?"-GRAY. * Charles XII. was totally defeated by Peter the Great of Russia on the He was killed by a chance shot while besieging the small town of "FRIENDSHIP, PECULIAR BOON OF HEAVEN."-SAMUEL JOHNSON. "CAN HONOUR'S VOICE PROVOKE THE SILENT DUST, OR FLATTERY SOOTHE THE DULL COLD EAR OF DEATH?"-GRAY. 96 AS VARIOUS TRACTS ENFORCE A VARIOUS TOIL, ODE TO THE SPRING. "FULL MANY A GEM OF PUREST RAY SERENE THE DARK UNFATHOMED CAVES OF OCEAN BEAR."-GRAY. The Attic warbler* pours her throat Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech Still is the toiling hand of care; * That is, Philomela, the nightingale, a bird frequently heard among the groves of Attica, and much celebrated by the Greek poets. THE MANNERS SPEAK THE IDIOM OF THE SOIL."-GRAY. |