[Johnson continued.

Who drives fat oxen should himself be fat.1

Boswell's Life of Johnson. An. 1784.

If the man who turnips cries
Cry not when his father dies,
'Tis a proof that he had rather

Have a turnip than his father.

Johnsoniana. Piozzi, 30.

A good hater.

Johnsoniana. Piozzi, 39.

Books that you may carry to the fire, and hold readily in your hand, are the most useful after all. Ibid. Hawkins, 197.

WILLIAM PITT, EARL OF CHATHAM.

17081778.

This is how The atrocious crime of being a young man.

عمان

Speech, March 6, 1741.
Confidence is a plant of slow growth in an
aged bosom.
Speech, January 14, 1766.

A long train of these practices has at length unwillingly convinced me that there is something behind the Throne greater than the King himself. Speech, March 2, 1770. (Chatham Correspondence.)

1 Parody on "Who rules o'er freemen should himself be free." From Brooke's Gustavus Vasa, First edition. 2 Quoted by Lord Mahon, "greater than the Throne itself." History of England, Vol. v. p. 258.

Where law ends, tyranny begins.

Speech, Jan. 9, 1770. Case of Wilkes.

If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country, I never would lay down my arms, never Speech, Nov. 18, 1777.

-never- never.

Necessity is the argument of tyrants,' it is the creed. of slaves.

Speech on the India Bill. Nov. 1783.

The poorest man may in his cottage bid defiance to all the force of the crown. It may be frail; its roof may shake; the wind may blow through it; the storms may enter, the rain may enter, — but the King of England cannot enter! all his forces dare not cross the threshold of the ruined tenement.2 Speech on the Excise Bill.

Indemnity for the past and security for the future.

3

The Church of England hath a Popish liturgy, a Calvinistic creed, and an Arminian clergy. Ascribed to Pitt.

1 Necessity, the tyrant's plea.

Milton, Par. Lost, Book iv. Line 393.

2 From Brougham's Statesmen of George III. First Se

ries, p. 41.

3 Mr. Pitt's phrase.

--

- De Quincey, Theol. Essays,

Vol. ii. p. 170. See also Russell's Memoir of Fox, Vol.

iii. p. 345. Letter to the Hon. T. Maitland.

LORD LYTTELTON.

1709-1773

For his chaste Muse employed her heaven-taught

lyre

None but the noblest passions to inspire,
Not one immoral, one corrupted thought,
One line which, dying, he could wish to blot.
Prologue to Thomson's Coriolanus.

Women, like princes, find few real friends.

Advice to a Lady.

What is your sex's earliest, latest care,
Your heart's supreme ambition? To be fair.

The lover in the husband may be lost.

Ibid.

Ibid.

How much the wife is dearer than the bride.
An Irregular Ode.
None without hope e'er loved the brightest fair,
But love can hope where reason would despair.

Epigram.

Where none admire, 't is useless to excel;

Where none are beaux, 't is vain to be a belle.

Soliloquy on a Beauty in the Country.

Alas! by some degree of woe

We every bliss must gain;

The heart can ne'er a transport know

That never feels a pain.

Song.

EDWARD MOORE. 1712-1757.

Can't I another's face commend,

And to her virtues be a friend,
But instantly your forehead lowers,
As if her merit lessened yours?

Fable ix. The Farmer, the Spaniel, and the Cat.

The maid who modestly conceals

Her beauties, while she hides, reveals;
Give but a glimpse, and fancy draws
Whate'er the Grecian Venus was.

Fable x. The Spider and the Bee.

But from the hoop's bewitching round,
Her very shoe has power to wound.

Ibid.

Time still, as he flies, adds increase to her truth,
And gives to her mind what he steals from her
youth.
The Happy Marriage.

'Tis now the summer of your youth time has not cropt the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has washed them.

The Gamester. Act iii. Sc. 4.

DYER.

And he that will this health deny,

Down among the dead men let him lie.

Published in the early part of the reign of George I.

LAURENCE STERNE. 1713-1768.

Go, poor devil, get thee gone; why should I hurt thee? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me.

Tristram Shandy. Vol. ii. Ch. xii. "Our armies swore terribly in Flanders," cried my uncle Toby, "but nothing to this."

Ibid. Vol. iii. Ch. xi.

The accusing spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in; and the recording angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever.1

Ibid. Vol. vi. Ch. viii. "They order," said I, "this matter better in France." Sentimental Journey. Page 1.

I pity the man who can travel from Beersheba, and cry, 'T is all barren.

Dan to

Ibid. In the Street. Calais.

God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.

Ibid. Maria.

"Disguise thyself as thou wilt, still, Slavery," said I, "still thou art a bitter draught."

Ibid. The Passport. The Hotel at Paris.

1 Cf. Campbell, Pleasures of Hope, ii. Line 357. 2 Dieu mesure le froid à la brebis tondue.

Estienne, Prémices, etc., p. 47. (1594)

- Henri

To a close-shorn sheep God gives wind by measure. — Herbert, Jacula Prudentum.