The Spectator

Chapter 392

15. OVID, Ars Am. i. 159.

"Light minds are pleased with trifles."

16. HOR. 1 Ep. i. ii.

"What right, what true, what fit we justly call, Let this be all my care--for this is all."

(Pope).

 

17. JUV. x. 191.

"--A visage rough, Deform"d, unfeatured."

18. HOR. 2 Ep. i. 187.

"But now our n.o.bles too are fops and vain, Neglect the sense, but love the painted scene."

(Creech).

19. HOR. 1 Sat. iv. 17.

"Thank Heaven, that made me of an humble mind; To action little, less to words inclined!"

20. HOM.

"Thou dog in forehead."

(Pope).

21. HOR. 1 Ep. v. 28.

"There"s room enough, and each may bring his friend."

(Creech).

22. HOR. Ars Poet. ver. 5.

"--Whatever contradicts my sense I hate to see, and never can believe."

(Roscommon).

23. VIRG. aen. ix. 420.

"Fierce Volscens foams with rage, and gazing round, Descry"d not him who gave the fatal wound; Nor knew to fix revenge."

(Dryden).

24. HOR. 1 Sat. ix. 3.

"Comes up a fop (I knew him but by fame), And seized my hand, and call"d me by name-- --My dear!--how dost?"

25. VIRG. aen. xii. 46.

"And sickens by the very means of health."

26. HOR. 1 Od. iv. 13.

"With equal foot, rich friend, impartial fate Knocks at the cottage and the palace gate: Life"s span forbids thee to extend thy cares, And stretch thy hopes beyond thy years: Night soon will seize, and you must quickly go To storied ghosts, and Pluto"s house below."

(Creech).

27. HOR. 1 Ep. i 20. _Imitated_.

"Long as to him, who works for debt, the day; Long as the night to her, whose love"s away; Long as the year"s dull circle seems to run When the brisk minor pants for twenty-one: So slow th" unprofitable moments roll, That lock up all the functions of my soul; That keep me from myself, and still delay Life"s instant business to a future day: That task, which as we follow, or despise, The eldest is a fool, the youngest wise: Which done, the poorest can no wants endure, And which not done, the richest must be poor."

(Pope).

28. HOR. 2 Od. x. 19.

"Nor does Apollo always bend his bow."

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