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Imitated from Schiller. Nature's self's thy Ganymede.— filed under Bias
Nay, in death's hand, the grape-stone proves As strong as thunder is in Jove's.— filed under Fruits
God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.— filed under Garden
Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.— filed under Gold
An harmless flaming meteor shone for hair, And fell adown his shoulders with loose care.— filed under Hair
For the whole world, without a native home, Is nothing but a prison of larger room.— filed under Home
Hope! of all ills that men endure, The only cheap and universal cure.— filed under Hope
Grasshopper. Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning's gentle wine! Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; 'Tis fill'd wherever thou dost tread, Nature's self's thy Ganymede.— filed under Insects-Katydid
His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I'm sure, was in the right.— filed under Life
Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live. S.— filed under Life
A mighty pain to love it is, And 'tis a pain that pain to miss; But, of all pains, the greatest pain Is to love, but love in vain.— filed under Love
Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!— filed under Bright Of Disraeli
Ab Extra. Money was made, not to command our will, But all our lawful pleasures to fulfil. Shame and woe to us, if we our wealth obey; The horse doth with the horseman run away.— filed under Money
Curs'd be that wretch (Death's factor sure) who brought Dire swords into the peaceful world, and taught Smiths (who before could only make The spade, the plough-share, and the rake) Arts, in most cruel wise Man's left to epitomize!— filed under Occupations-Authorship
Day's Mirth. Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day, But night itself does the rich gem betray. C.— filed under December
OCCUPATIONS-PAINTING.. Here, take my likeness with you, whilst 'tis so; For, when from hence you go, The next sun's rising will behold Me pale, and lean, and old. The man who did this picture draw Will swear next day my face he never saw.— filed under Occupations-Navigation
Poets by Death are conquer'd; but the wit Of poets triumphs over it.— filed under Poets
*** his master was in a manner always in a wrong Boxe and building castels in the ayre or catching Hares with Tabers. Letter by F. A. to L. B. 1575-76. Repr. in Miscell. Antiq. Anglic. His time is forever, everywhere his place.— filed under Proverbs
Words that weep and tears that speak.— filed under Tears
His time's forever, everywhere his place.— filed under Time
Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.— filed under Time
To-day is ours; what do we fear? here. To-day is ours; we have it may . Let's treat it kindly, that it Wish, at least, with us to stay Let's banish business, banish sorrow; To the gods belongs to-morrow.— filed under To-Day
Prospectus of Lectures. Books should, not Business, entertain the Light; And Sleep, as undisturb'd as Death, the Night.— filed under Books
Enjoy the present hour, be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish th' approaches of the last.— filed under Content
Politeness and of Knowing the World. Sec. Sundry Little Accomplishments. Mynheer Vandunck, though he never was drunk, Sipped brandy and water gayly. GEORGE COLMAN ("The Younger.")- Mynheer Vandunck. Nothing in Nature's sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high- Fill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?— filed under Drinking
The thirsty Earth soaks up the Rain, And drinks, and gapes for Drink again; The Plants suck in the Earth and are With constant Drinking fresh and fair.— filed under Drinking
Other Poems, 1841. P. 125. Nothing is there to come, and nothing past, But an eternal Now does always last.— filed under Eternity
Manners of the Present Age. Ch. XVII. Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, Plenty, as well as Want, can separate friends.— filed under Extremes
His faith, perhaps, in some nice tenets might Be wrong; his life, I'm sure, was in the right.— filed under Faith
Introduction to The Autobiography and Letters of Mrs. Piozzi. What shall I do to be forever known, And make the age to come my own?— filed under Fame
The Sunflow'r, thinking 'twas for him foul shame To nap by daylight, strove t' excuse the blame; It was not sleep that made him nod, he said, But too great weight and largeness of his head.— filed under Flowers-Sunflower
Words that weep, and tears that speak.— filed under Words