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OF THE FOLLOWING DISTICH ON THE DUKE OF MODENA'S RUNNING AWAY FROM THE COMET IN 1742 OR 1743.
SE al venir vostro i principi sen' vanno
IF at your coming princes disappear,
OF THE FOLLOWING LINES OF M. BENSERADE
THEATRE des ris, et des pleurs,
IN bed we laugh, in bed we cry,
EPITAPH FOR MR. HOGARTH.
THE hand of him here torpid lies,
That drew th' essential form of grace;
That saw the manners in the face.
OF THE FOLLOWING LINES, WRITTEN UNDER A PRINT
SUR un mince cristal l'hiver conduit leurs pas,
Telle est de nos plaisirs la légère surface:
O'ER ice the rapid skater flies,
With sport above, and death below;
IMPROMPTU TRANSLATION OF THE SAME.
O'ER crackling ice, o'er gulfs profound,
TO MRS. THRALE,
ON HER COMPLETING HER THIRTY-FIFTH YEAR.
OFT in danger, yet alive,
Time his hours should never drive
O'er the bounds of thirty-five.
High to soar, and deep to dive,
WOULD you hope to gain my heart,
OF A SPEECH OF AQUILEIO, IN THE ADRIANO OF
BEGINNING TU CHE IN CORTE INVECCHIASTI "."
GROWN old in courts, thou surely art not one
To sink the fatal precipice before him,
And then lament his fall, with seeming friendship:
• The character of Cali, in Irene, is a masterly sketch of the old and practised dissembler of a despotic court.-ED.
Open to all, true only to thyself,
Thou know'st those arts, which blast with envious praise,
Which aggravate a fault, with feign'd excuses,
And drive discountenanc'd virtue from the throne;
OF THE MODERN VERSIFICATIONS OF ANCIENT
THE tender infant, meek and mild,
Fell down upon the stone:
The nurse took up the squealing child,
FRIENDSHIP, peculiar boon of heaven,
To men and angels only given,
To all the lower world deny'd.
While love, unknown among the blest,
The savage and the human breast
Torments alike with raging fires*;
This ode originally appeared in the Gentleman's Magazine for 1743. See Boswell's Life of Johnson, under that year. It was afterwards printed in Mrs. Williams's Miscellanies, in 1766, with several variations, which are pointed out, below.-J. B.
"Parent of rage and hot desires.--Mrs. W. * Inflames alike with equal fires.
With bright, but oft destructive, gleam,
Thy gentle flows of guiltless joys
Directress of the brave and just2,
O! guide us through life's darksome way!
On selfish bosoms only prey.
Nor shall thine ardours cease to glow",
ON SEEING A BUST OF MRS. MONTAGUE.
HAD this fair figure, which this frame displays,
In every dome, in every sacred place,
Her statue would have breath'd an added grace,
"This is Minerva, cast in virtue's mould."
y In vain for thee the monarch sighs.
This stanza is omitted in Mrs. Williams's Miscellanies, and instead of it, we have the following, which may be suspected, from internal evidence, not to have been Johnson's:
When virtues, kindred virtues meet,
a O! shall thy flames then cease to glow.