’I know thee to thy bottom; from within
  Thy shallow centre to the utmost skin.’

(Dryden).

588.  CICERO.

  ’You pretend that all kindness and benevolence is founded in
  weakness.’

589.  OVID, Met. viii. 774.

  ’The impious axe he plies, loud strokes resound: 
  Till dragg’d with ropes, and fell’d with many a wound,
  The loosen’d tree comes rushing to the ground.’

590.  OVID, Met. xv. 179.

  ’E’en times are in perpetual flux, and run,
  Like rivers from their fountains, rolling on. 
  For time, no more than streams, is at a stay;
  The flying hour is ever on her way: 
  And as the fountains still supply their store,
  The wave behind impels the wave before;
  Thus in successive course the minutes run,
  And urge their predecessor minutes on. 
  Still moving, ever new; for former things
  Are laid aside, like abdicated kings;
  And every moment alters what is done,
  And innovates some act, till then unknown.’

(Dryden).

591.  OVID, Trist. 3 El. li. 73.

  ‘Love the soft subject of his sportive Muse.’

592.  HOR.  Ars Poet. ver 409.

  ‘Art without a vein.’

(Roscommon).

593.  VIRG.  AEn. vi. 270.

  ’Thus wander travellers in woods by night,
  By the moon’s doubtful and malignant light.’

(Dryden).

594.  HOR. 1 Sat iv. 81.

  ’He that shall rail against his absent friends,
  Or hears them scandalized, and not defends;
  Sports with their fame, and speaks whate’er he can,
  And only to be thought a witty man;
  Tells tales, and brings his friends in disesteem;
  That man’s a knave; be sure beware of him.’

(Creech).

595.  HOR.  Ars Poet. ver. 12.

  ’Nature, and the common laws of sense,
  Forbid to reconcile antipathies;
  Or make a snake engender with a dove,
  And hungry tigers court the tender lambs.’

(Roscommon).

596.  OVID, Ep. xv. 79.

  ‘Cupid’s light darts my tender bosom move.’

(Pope).

597.  PETR.

  ‘The mind uncumber’d plays.’

598.  Juv.  Sat. x. 28.

  ’Will ye not now the pair of sages praise,
  Who the same end pursued by several ways? 
  One pity’d, one condemn’d, the woful times;
  One laugh’d at follies, one lamented crimes.’

(Dryden).

599.  VIRG.  AEn. ii. 369.

  ‘All parts resound with tumults, plaints, and fears.’

(Dryden).

600.  VIRG.  AEn. vi. 641.

  ‘Stars of their own, and their own suns they know.’

(Dryden).

601.  ANTONIN. lib. 9.

  ‘Man is naturally a beneficent creature.’

602.  JUV.  Sat. vi. 110.

  ‘This makes them hyacinths.’

603.  VIRG.  Ecl. viii. 68.