le slung his old sword by his side,

And snatched his staff and rushed to save;

Then sunk-and on his threshold cried,
Oh lay me in my grave !
-Constance! Claudine! where were ye then?
But stand not there. Away! away!
Thou, Frederic, by thy father stay.
Though old, and now forgot of men,
Both must not leave him in a day."
Then, and he shook his hoary head,
"Unhappy in thy youth!" he said.
"Call as thou wilt, thou call'st in vain;
No voice sends back thy name again.
To mourn is all thou hast to do;
Thy play-mate lost, and teacher too."

And who but she could soothe the boy,

Or turn his tears to tears of joy?
Long had she kissed him as he slept,
Long o'er his pillow hung and wept;
And, as she passed her father's door,
She stood as she would stir no more.
But she is gone, and gone for ever!
No, never shall they clasp her-never!
They sit and listen to their fears;

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from the "majestic face" of Shakspeare; and that a portrait of Newton was the only ornament of the closet of Buffon.-Ep. to Kneller. Voyage à Montbart. In the chamber of a man of genius we

Write all down:

Such and such pictures; there the window ;

the arras, figures,

Why, such and such.

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Which gathers round the Wise of every Tongue,

Quis tantis non gaudeat et glorietur hospitibus, exclaims Petrarch.-Spectare, etsi nihil aliud, certè juvat.-Homerus apud me mutus, imò verò ego apud illum surdus sum. Gaudeo tamen vel aspectû solo, et sæpe illum amplexus ac suspirans dico: O magne vir, &c.-Epist. Var. lib. 20.

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As her fair self reflected seems to rise!
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But hence away! yon rocky cave beware!
A sullen captive broods in silence there!
There, tho' the dog-star flame, condemned to dwell
In the dark centre of its inmost cell,
Wild Winter ministers his dread controul
To cool and crystallize the nectared bowl.
His faded form an awful grace retains;
Stern tho' subdued, majestic tho' in chains!

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These eyelids open to the rising ray,

Your bed-chamber, and also your library, says Viruvius, should have an eastern aspect; usus enim matutinum postulat lumen. Not so the picture-gallery; which requires a north light, uti colores in ope, propter constantiam luminis, immutata permaneant qualitate. This disposition accords with his plan of a Grecian house.

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Like those blest Youths,

See the Legend of the Seven Sleepers.-GIBBON, c. 33.

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Milton was up and stirring, ere the sound of any bell awaked men to labour, or to devotion;" and it is related of two Students in a suburb of Paris, who were opposite neighbours, and were called the morning-star and the evening-star-the former appearing just as the latter withdrew-that the morning-star continued to shine on, when the evening-star was gone out for ever.

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Catch the blest accents of the wise and great. Mr. Pope delights in enumerating his illustrious guests. Nor is this an exclusive privilege of the poet. The Medici Palace at Florence exhibits a long and im posing catalogue. "Semper hi parietes columnæque eruditis vocibus resonuerunt."

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Sheds, like an evening-star, its ray serene,

At a Roman supper statues were sometimes employed to hold the lamps.

-aurea sunt juvenum simulacra per ædes,

Lampadas igniferas manibus retinentia dextris.

LUCR. ii. 24.

A fashion as old as Homer!-Odyss. vii. 100.

On the proper degree and distribution of light w may consult a great master of effect. Il lume grande, ed alto, e non troppo potente, sarà quello, che renderà le particole de' corpi molto grate.---Tratt. della Pittura di LIONARDO Di Vinci, c. xli.

Hence every artist requires a broad and high light. Hence also, in a banquet-scene, the most picturesque of all poets has thrown his light from the ceiling.Æn. i. 726.

And hence the "starry lamps" of Milton, that

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Beyond the triumphs of a Loriot's art.

At the petits soupés of Choisy were first introduced ose admirable pieces of mechanism, afterwards cared to perfection by Loriot, the Confidente and the rvante; a table and a side-board, which descended, id rose again covered with viands and wines. And us the most luxurious Court in Europe, after all its Dasted refinements, was glad to return at last, by is singular contrivance, to the quiet and privacy of amble life. Vie privée de Louis XV. ii. 43.

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Hail, sweet Society! in crowds unknown,
Though the vain world would claim thee for its own.
Still where thy small and cheerful converse flows,
Be mine to enter, ere the circle close.
When in retreat Fox lays his thunder by,
And Wit and Taste their mingled charms supply;
When SIDDONS, born to melt and freeze the heart,
Performs at home her more endearing part;
When He, who best interprets to mankind
The winged messengers from mind to mind,
Leans on his spade, and, playful as profound,
His genius sheds its evening-sunshine round,
Be mine to listen; pleased yet not elate,
Ever too modest or too proud to rate