331.  PERS.  Sat. ii. 28.

  ‘Holds out his foolish beard for thee to pluck.’

332.  HOR. 1 Sat. iii. 29.

  ‘He cannot bear the raillery of the age.’

(Creech).

333.  VIRG.

  ‘He calls embattled deities to arms.’

334.  CIC. de Gestu.

  ’You would have each of us be a kind of Roscius in his way; and you
  have said that fastidious men are not so much pleased with what is
  right, as disgusted at what is wrong.’

335.  HOR.  Ars Poet. 327.

  ’Keep Nature’s great original in view,
  And thence the living images pursue.’

(Francis).

336.  HOR. 2 Ep. i. 80. Imitated.

  ’One tragic sentence if I dare deride,
  Which Betterton’s grave action dignified,
  Or well-mouth’d Booth with emphasis proclaims
  (Tho’ but, perhaps, a muster-roll of names),
  How will our fathers rise up in a rage,
  And swear, all shame is lost in George’s age! 
  You’d think no fools disgraced the former reign,
  Did not some grave examples yet remain,
  Who scorn a lad should teach his father skill,
  And, having once been wrong, will be so still.’

(Pope).

337.  HOR. 1 Ep. ii. 63.

  ’The jockey trains the young and tender horse,
  While yet soft-mouth’d, and breeds him to the course.’

(Creech).

338.  HOR. 1 Sat. iii. 18.

  ‘Made up of nought but inconsistencies.’

339.  VIRG.  Ecl. vi. 33.

  ’He sung the secret seeds of nature’s frame,
  How seas, and earth, and air, and active flame,
  Fell through the mighty void, and in their fall,
  Were blindly gather’d in this goodly ball. 
  The tender soil then stiff’ning by degrees,
  Shut from the bounded earth the bounding seas,
  The earth and ocean various forms disclose,
  And a new sun to the new world arose.’

(Dryden).

340.  VIRG.  AEn. iv. 10.

  ’What chief is this that visits us from far,
  Whose gallant mien bespeaks him train’d to war?’

341.  VIRG.  AEn. i. 206.

  ‘Resume your courage and dismiss your fear.’

(Dryden).

342.  TULL.

  ’Justice consists in doing no injury to men; decency, in giving them
  no offence.’

343.  OVID, Metam. xv. 165.

’—­All things are but alter’d; nothing dies; And here and there th’ unbody’d spirit flies, By time, or force, or sickness dispossess’d, And lodges, where it lights, in man or beast.’

(Dryden).

344.  JUV.  Sat. xi. 11.

  ’Such, whose sole bliss is eating; who can give
  But that one brutal reason why they live?’

(Congreve).

345.  OVID, Metam. i. 76.

  ’A creature of a more exalted kind
  Was wanting yet, and then was man design’d;
  Conscious of thought, of more capacious breast,
  For empire form’d and fit to rule the rest.’