272 FISHING-HUNTING, &c. She flies, she stretches now with nimble bound; 9. See how the well-taught pointer leads the way! prey; GAY'S Rural Sports. 10. Soon as Aurora drives away the night, 11. And edges eastern clouds with rosy light, Back flies the rapid ground beneath the steed; Hills, dales and forests, far behind remain, While the warm scent draws on the deep-mouth'd train. -High in air He waves his varied plumes, stretching away O'ertakes him, and with many a giddy whirl 12. In genial spring, beneath the quiv'ring shade, SOMERVILE. POPE'S Windsor Forest. 13. Ye vig'rous swains! while youth ferments your blood, POPE'S Windsor Forest. 14. He thought, at heart, like courtly Chesterfield, 15. BYRON'S Don Juan. -With a swimmer's stroke Flinging the billows back from my drench'd hair, BYRON'S Two Foscari. 1. Or who would ever care to do brave deed, None would choose goodness of his own free will. 2. That, sir, which serves and seeks for gain, And follows but for form, Will pack when it begins to rain, And leave thee in the storm. 3. He would not flatter Neptune for his trident; Or Jove for his power to thunder. 4. You play the spaniel, SPENSER. SHAKSPEARE. SHAKSPEARE. And think with wagging of your tongue to win me. 5. Of all wild beasts, preserve me from a tyrant; And of all tame-a flatterer. 6. The firmest purpose of a woman's heart To well-tim'd, artful flattery may yield. SHAKSPEARE. BEN JONSON. LILLO. 7. "T is an old maxim in the schools, That flattery's the food of fools, Yet, now and then, your men of wit SWIFT. By nature great, are conscious of their greatness, 9. My soul is open to the charms of praise: There is no joy beyond it, when the mind ROWE. WHITEHEAD's Roman Father. 10. In praising Chloris, moon, and stars, and skies, Are quickly made to match her face and eyes; And gold and rubies, with as little care, To fit the colour of her lips and hair; And mixing suns, and flowers, and pearls and stones, 11. For praise, that's due, does give no more To worth than what it had before; But, to commend without desert, Requires a mastery of art, That sets a glass on what's amiss, BUTLER. And says what should be, not what is. BUTLER. 12. The love of praise, howe'er conceal'd by art, YOUNG'S Love of Fame. 13. Of praise a mere glutton, he swallow'd what came, GOLDSMITH'S Retaliation. 14. A flattering painter, who made it his care To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are. GOLDSMITH'S Retaliation. 276 FLATTERY-SYCOPHANT - PRAISE. 15. To hear his soothing tales, she feigns delays; What woman can resist the force of praise? 20. Praise of the wise and good!—it is a meed POPE. SIR E. BRYDGES. 21. Oh! it is worse than mockery to list the flatt'rer's tone, To lend a ready ear to thoughts the cheek must blush to own, To hear the red lip whisper'd of, and the flowing curl, and eye, Made constant theme of eulogy extravagant and high- not To the perfect charm of virtue, and the majesty of thought. |