KINGS-ROYALTY.

And while they live, we see their glorious actions
Oft wrested to the worst; and all their life
Is but a stage of endless toil and strife,
Of torments, uproars, mutinies, and factions.
They rise with fear, and lie with danger down;
Huge are the cares that wait upon a crown.

He's a king,

359

LORD STERLINE.

A true, right king, that dares do aught, save wrong;
Fears nothing mortal, but to be unjust;
Who is not blown up with the flattering puffs
Of spongy sycophants; who stands unmov'd,
Despite the jostling of opinion.

Kings do often grant

MARSTON

That happiness to others, which themselves do want.

DAUBORNE

What is a king?—A man condemn'd to bear
The public burthen of the nation's care;
Now crown'd some angry faction to appease;
Now falls a victim to the people's ease;
From the first blooming of his ill-taught youth,
Nourish'd in flattery, and estrang'd from truth;
At home, surrounded by a servile crowd,
Prompt to abuse, and in detraction loud;
Abroad, begirt with men, and swords, and spears,
His very state acknowledging his fears;
Marching amidst a thousand guards, he shows
His secret terror of a thousand foes.

No law betwixt two sov'reigns can decide,

But that of arms where fortune is the judge,

Soldiers the lawyers, and the bar the field.

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.

PRIOR

DRYDEN,

РОРЕ.

360

KISS-LAUGHTER.

The man, whom heaven appoints
To govern others, should himself first learn
To bend his passions to the sway of reason.

Let him maintain his power, but not increase it;
The string, prerogative, when strain'd too high,
Cracks, like the tortur'd chord of harmony,
And spoils the concert between king and subject.

He is ours,

T'administer, to guard, t' adorn the state,
But not to warp, or change it; we are his,
To serve him nobly in the common cause,
True to the death but not to be his slaves.

At princes let but satire lift his gun,

THOMSON

HAVARD.

COWPER'S Task

The more their feathers fly, the more the fun!

E'en the whole world, blockheads and men of letters,

Enjoy a cannonade upon their betters.

DR. WOLCOT's Peter Pindar.

A crown! what is it?

It is to bear the miseries of a people;
To hear their murmurs, feel their discontents,
And sink beneath a load of splendid care!

HANNAH MORE.

Ill do you know the spectral forms that wait
Upon a king care with his furrow'd brow,
Unsleeping watchfulness, lone secresy,
Attend his throne by day, his couch by night.

LORD JOHN RUSSELL

KISS. (See EMBRACE.)

LAUGHTER.-(See CHEERFULNESS.)

LAW-LAWYERS.

LAW-LAWYERS.

It often falls, in course of common life,

That right long time is overborne of wrong,
Through avarice, or power, or guile, or strife,
That weakens her, and makes her party strong:
But justice, tho' her doom she do prolong,
Yet at the last she will her own cause right.

SPENSER'S Fairy Queen

The jury, passing on the prisoner's life,
May, in the sworn twelve, have a thief or two
Guiltier than him they try.

361

SHAKS

RE

Our decrees,

Dead to infliction, to themselves are dead;
And liberty plucks justice by the nose.

SHAKSPEARE,

Multitudes of laws are signs either of
Much tyranny in the prince, or much
Rebellious disobedience in the subject.

I oft have heard him say how he admir'd
Men of your large profession, that could speak
To every cause, and things mere contraries,
Till they were hoarse again, yet all be law.

The good need fear no law; It is his safety, and the bad man's awe.

Laws do not put the least restraint
Upon our freedom, but maintain 't;
Or, if it does, 't is for our good.
To give us freer latitude;

For wholesome laws preserve us free,
By stinting of our liberty.

MARSTON.

BEN JONSON.

MASSINGER.

BUTLER'S Hudibras.

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LAWYERS-LEARNING.

There was on both sides much to say:
He'd hear the cause another day;

And so he did—and then a third

He heard it then, he kept his word,
But with rejoinders or replies,

Long bills, and answers stuff'd with lies,
For sixteen years the cause was spun,
And then stood where it first begun.

For forms of government let fools contest;
Whatever's best administer'd is best.

0 h state must have its policies:

DEAN SWIFT.

True Homs have edicts, cities have their charters;

E

? wild outlaw in his forest walk, Kee yet some touch of civil discipline.

No thief e'er felt the haiter draw,

With good opinion of the law.

POPE.

TRUMBULL'S MC Fingal.

Are not our laws alike for high and low? • Or shall we bind the poor man in his fetters, And let the rich go revel in his crimes?

CHARLES WEST THOMSON.

Unjust decrees they make, and call them just,
And we submit to them—becau we must.

J. T. WATSON.

LAWYERS.-(See Law.)

LEARNING.-(See EDUCATION.)

Here are a few of the unpleasant'st words
That ever blotted paper

Full oft have letters caus'd the writers

To curse the day they were inditers.

SHAKSPEARE.

BUTLER'S Hudibras

Heaven first taught letters for some wretch's aid,
Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid;

They live, they speak, they breathe what love inspires,
Warm from the soul, and faithful to its fires;
The virgin's wish without her fears impart,
Excuse the blush, and pour out all the heart
Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul,
And waft a sigh from Indus to the pole.

POPE'S Eloisa.

The earth has nothing like a she episure,
And hardly heaven - because it never ends.
I love the mystery of a female missal,

Which, like a creed, ne'er says all it intends.

Take care what you reply to such a letter.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

Do you like letter-reading? If you do,

I have some twenty dozen very pretty ones;
Gay, sober, solemn, rapturous, very true,
And very lying-stupid ones and witty ones
On gilt-edg'd paper, blue perhaps, or pink,
And frequently in fancy-colour'd ink.

When absent far from those we love,

Is there a charm the heart can fetter?

When years roll on, and still we rove,
Is there no cure? Oh! yes-a letter.

EPES SARGENT