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with it, will be glad to know, and, if he has, to remember.
Thee on thy mother's knees, a new-born child,
So live, that, sinking in thy last long sleep,
For my version I am in a great measure indebted to Sir William Jones.
P. 71, 1. 11.
"These are My Jewels!"
The anecdote here alluded to, is related by Valerius Maximus, Lib. iv. c. 4.
P. 71, 1. 13.
Suffer these little ones to come to me!” In our early Youth, while yet we live only among those we love, we love without restraint, and our hearts overflow in every look, word, and action. But when we enter the world and are repulsed by strangers, forgotten by friends, we grow more and more timid in our approaches even to those we love best.
How delightful to us then are the little caresses of children! All sincerity, all affection, they fly into our arms; and then, and then only, we feel our first confidence, our first pleasure.
P. 71, 1. 14.
The brow engraven with the Thoughts of Years; This is a law of Nature. Age was anciently synonymous with power; and we may always observe that the old are held in more or less honour as men are
more or less virtuous. Shame," says Homer, "bids
the youth beware how he accosts the man of many years." "Thou shalt rise up before the hoary head, and honour the face of an old man." Leviticus.
Among us, and wherever birth and possessions give rank and authority, the young and the profligate are seen continually above the old and the worthy: there Age can never find its due respect. But among many of the ancient nations it was otherwise; and they reaped the benefit of it. Rien ne maintient plus les mœurs, qu'une extrême subordination des jeunes gens envers les vieillards. Les uns et les autres seront contenus, ceux-là par le respect qu'ils auront pour les vieillards, et ceux-ci par le respect qu'ils auront pour eux-mêmes. MONTESQUIEU.
P. 72, 1. 1.
Like Her most gentle, most unfortunate,
Before I went into Germany, I came to Brodegate in Leicestershire, to take my leave of that noble Lady Jane Grey, to whom I was exceeding much beholding. Her parents, the Duke and Duchess, with all the Household, Gentlemen and Gentlewomen, were hunting in the park. I found her in her chamber, reading Phædo Platonis in Greek, and that with as much delight as some Gentlemen would read a merry tale in Boccace. After salutation, and duty done, with some other talk, I asked her, why she would lose such pastime in the park? Smiling, she answered me; "I wist, all their sport in the park is but a shadow to that pleasure that I find in Plato." ROGER ASCHAM.
P. 73, 1. 1.
Then is the Age of Admiration
Dante in his old age was pointed out to Petrarch when a boy; and Dryden to Pope.
Who does not wish that Dante and Dryden could have known the value of the homage that was paid them, and foreseen the greatness of their young admirers? P. 74, 1. 1.
And MILTON's self,
I began thus far to assent. . . to an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intent study, (which I take to be my portion in this life) joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to aftertimes, as they should not willingly let it die. MILTON. P. 75, 1. 21.
'twas at matin-time
Love and devotion are said to be nearly allied. Boccaccio fell in love at Naples in the church of St. Lorenzo; as Petrarch had done at Avignon in the church of St. Clair.
P. 76, 1. 17.
Lovely before, oh, say how lovely now!
Is it not true, that the young not only appear to be, but really are most beautiful in the presence of those they love? It calls forth all their beauty.
P. 78, 1. 7.
And feeling hearts—touch them but rightly—pour A thousand melodies unheard before!
Xenophon has left us a delightful instance of conjugal affection.
The King of Armenia not fulfilling his promise, Cyrus entered the country, and, having taken him and all his family prisoners, ordered them instantly before him. Armenian, said he, you are free; for you are now sensible of your error. And what will you give me, if I restore your wife to you?-All that I am able.—What, if I restore your children?—All that I am able. And you, Tigranes, said he, turning to the Son, What would you do, to save your wife from servitude? Now Tigranes was but lately married, and had a great love for his wife. Cyrus, he replied, to save her from servitude, I would willingly lay down my life.
Let each have his own again, said Cyrus; and, when he was departed, one spoke of his clemency; and another of his valour; and another of his beauty and the graces of his person. Upon which Tigranes asked his wife, if she thought him handsome. Really, said she, I did not look at him.—At whom then did you look?—At him who said he would lay down his life for me. Cyropædia, L. III.
P. 83, 1. 7.
He goes, and Night comes as it never came!
These circumstances, as well as some others that follow, are happily, as far as they regard England, of an ancient date. To us the miseries inflicted by a foreign invader are now known only by description. Many generations have passed away since our countrywomen saw the smoke of an enemy's camp.
But the same passions are always at work every where, and their effects are always nearly the same;
though the circumstances that attend them are infinitely various.
P. 83, 1. 25.
Such as the heart delights in—and records
Si tout cela consistoit en faits, en actions, en paroles, on pourroit le décrire et le rendre en quelque façon: mais comment dire ce qui n'étoit ni dit, ni fait, ni pensé même, mais goûté, mais senti.-Le vrai bonheur ne se décrit pas. ROUSSEAU.
P. 86, 1. 24.
Soon through the gadding vine, &c.
An English breakfast; which may well excite in others what in Rousseau continued through life, un goût vif pour les déjeûnés. C'est le tems de la journée où nous sommes le plus tranquilles, où nous causons le plus à notre aise.
The luxuries here mentioned, familiar to us as they now are, were almost unknown before the Revolution.
P. 87, 1. 25.
He, who resolves to rise in the world by Politics or Religion, can degrade his mind to any degree, when he sets about it. Overcome the first scruple, and the work is done. "You hesitate," said one who spoke from experience. "Put on the mask, young man; and in a very little while you will not know it from your own face."