(Creech).

315.  HOR.  Ars Poet. ver. 191.

  ’Never presume to make a god appear,
  But for a business worthy of a god.’

(Roscommon).

316.  VIRG.  Ecl. i. 28.

  ‘Freedom, which came at length, though slow to come.’

(Dryden).

317.  HOR. 1 Ep. ii. 27.

  ‘—­Born to drink and eat.’

(Creech).

318.  VIRG.  Ecl. viii. 63.

  ‘With different talents form’d, we variously excel.’

319.  HOR. 1 Ep. i. 90.

  ’Say while they change on thus, what chains can bind
  These varying forms, this Proteus of the mind?’

(Francis).

320.  OVID, Met. vi. 428.

  ’Nor Hymen nor the Graces here preside,
  Nor Juno to befriend the blooming bride;
  But fiends with fun’ral brands the process led,
  And furies waited at the genial bed.’

(Croxal).

321.  HOR.  Ars Poet. ver. 99.

  ’ ’Tis not enough a poem’s finely writ;
  It must affect and captivate the soul.’

322.  HOR.  Ars Poet. v. 110.

  ‘Grief wrings her soul, and bends it down to earth.’

(Francis).

323.  VIRG.

  ‘Sometimes a man, sometimes a woman.’

324.  PERS.  Sat. ii. 61.

  ’O souls, in whom no heavenly fire is found,
  Flat minds, and ever grovelling on the ground!’

(Dryden).

325.  OVID, Metam. iii. 432.

    (From the fable of NARCISSUS.)

  ’What could, fond youth, this helpless passion move? 
  What kindled in thee this unpitied love? 
  Thy own warm blush within the water glows;
  With thee the colour’d shadow comes and goes;
  Its empty being on thyself relies;
  Step thou aside, and the frail charmer dies.’

(Addison).

326.  HOR.  Lib. iii.  Od. xvi. 1.

  ’Of watchful dogs an odious ward
  Right well one hapless virgin guard,
  When in a tower of brass immured,
  By mighty bars of steel secured,
  Although by mortal rake-hells lewd
  With all their midnight arts pursued,
  Had not—­’

(Francis), vol. ii. p. 77.

Adapted.

  ’Be to her faults a little blind,
  Be to her virtues very kind,
  And clap your padlock on her mind.’

(Padlock).

327.  VIRG.  AEn. vii. 48.

  ‘A larger scene of action is display’d.’

(Dryden).

328.  PETRON.  ARB.

  ‘Delighted with unaffected plainness.’

328b.  HOR.  Epod. xvii. 24.

  ’Day chases night, and night the day,
  But no relief to me convey.’

(Duncombe).

329.  HOR. 1 Ep. vi. 27.

  ’With Ancus, and with Numa, kings of Rome,
  We must descend into the silent tomb.’

330.  JUV.  Sat. xiv. 48.

  ‘To youth the greatest reverence is due.’