(Pitt).

198.  HOR. 4 Od. iv. 50.

  ’We, like ‘weak hinds,’ the brinded wolf provoke,
  And when retreat is victory,
  Rush on, though sure to die.’

(Oldisworth).

199.  OVID, Ep. iv. 10.

  ‘Love bade me write.’

200.  VIRG.  AEn. vi. 823.

  ‘The noblest motive is the public good.’

201.  Incerti Autoris apud AUL.  GELL.

  ‘A man should be religious, not superstitious.’

202.  HOR. 1 Ep. xviii. 25.

  ‘Tho’ ten times worse themselves, you’ll frequent view
  Those who with keenest rage will censure you.’

(P.)

203.  OVID, Met. ii. 38.

  ’Illustrious parent! if I yet may claim
  The name of son, O rescue me from shame;
  My mother’s truth confirm; all doubt remove
  By tender pledges of a father’s love.’

204.  HOR. 1 Od. xix. 7.

  ’Her face too dazzling for the sight,
  Her winning coyness fires my soul,
  I feel a strange delight.’

205.  HOR.  Ars Poet. v. 25.

  ‘Deluded by a seeming excellence.’

(Roscommon).

206.  HOR. 3 Od. xvi. 21.

  ’They that do much themselves deny,
  Receive more blessings from the sky.’

(Creech).

207.  JUV.  Sat. x. 1.

  ’Look round the habitable world, how few
  Know their own good, or, knowing it, pursue? 
  How rarely reason guides the stubborn choice,
  Prompts the fond wish, or lifts the suppliant voice.’

(Dryden, Johnson, &c.)

208.  OVID, Ars Am. 1. i. 99.

  ‘To be themselves a spectacle they come.’

209.  SIMONIDES.

  ’Of earthly goods, the best is a good wife;
  A bad, the bitterest curse of human life.’

210.  CIC.  Tusc.  Quaest.

  ’There is, I know not how, in minds a certain presage, as it were, of
  a future existence; this has the deepest root, and is most
  discoverable, in the greatest geniuses and most exalted souls.’

211.  PHAEDR. 1. 1.  Prol.

  ‘Let it be remembered that we sport in fabled stories.’

212.  HOR. 2 Sat. vii. 92.

  ’—­Loose thy neck from this ignoble chain,
  And boldly say thou’rt free.’

(Creech).

213.  VIRG.  AEn. i. 608.

  ‘A good intention.’

214.  JUV.  Sat. iii. 124.

  ‘A long dependence in an hour is lost.’

(Dryden).

215.  OVID, de Ponto, II. ix. 47.

  ’Ingenuous arts, where they an entrance find,
  Soften the manners, and subdue the mind.’

216.  TER.  Eun.  Act i.  Sc. 1.

  ’Oh brave! oh excellent! if you maintain it! 
  But if you try, and can’t go through with spirit,
  And finding you can’t bear it, uninvited,
  Your peace unmade, all of your own accord,
  You come and swear you love, and can’t endure it,
  Good night! all’s over! ruin’d! and undone! 
  She’ll jilt you, when she sees you in her power.’