We are born to do benefits: * * * 0, what a precious comfort 'tis to have so many, like brothers, commanding one another's fortunes! b.

Timon of Athens. Act. I. Sc. 2.

L. 105. You find people ready enough to do the Samaritan, without the oil and twopence. C. SYDNEY SMITH-Lady Holland's

Memoir. Vol. I. P. 261.

Charity itself consists in acting justly and faithfully in whatever office, business and employment a person is engaged in.

d.

SWEDENBORG-True Christian Religion. Par. 422.

'Tis a little thing

To give a cup of water; yet its draught
Of cool refreshment, drain'd by fever'd lips,
May give a shock of pleasure to the frame
More exquisite than when nectarean juice
Renews the life of joy in happiest hours.
e. THOS. NOON TALFOURD-Ion.

CHASE, THE.

Act I. Sc. 2.

m.

Ay, and when huntsmen wind the merry horn,

And from its covert starts the fearful prey; Who, warm'd with youth's blood in his swelling veins,

Would, like a lifeless clod, outstretched lie,
Shut up from all the fair creation offers?
f. JOANNA BAILLIE-Ethwald. Pt. I.
Act 1. Sc. 1.

Broad are these streams-my steed obeys,
Plunges, and bears me through the tide.
Wide are these woods-I tread the maze
Of giant stems, nor ask a guide.

I hunt till day's last glimmer dies
O'er woody vale and glassy height;
And kind the voice, and glad the eyes
That welcome my return at night.

g. BRYANT-The Hunter of the Prairies. He thought at heart like courtly Chesterfield, Who, after a long chase o'er hills, dales, bushes,

And what not, though he rode beyond all price,

Ask'd next day, "if men ever hunted twice?" h. BYRON-Don Juan. Canto XIV.

St. 35. Archers ever Have two strings to a bow; and shall great Cupid

(Archer of archers both in men and women), Be worse provided than a common archer?

i.

CHAPMAN-Bussy D'Ambois. Act II.

Sc. 1.

HOOD-Epping Hunt. St. 10.

It (hunting) was the labour of the savages of North America, but the amusement of the gentlemen of England.

n. SAM'L JOHNSON-Johnsoniana.

Oh, 'tis a parlous boy; Bold, quick, ingenious, forward, capable; He's all the mother's from the top to toe. p. Richard III. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 154. We have no such daughter, nor shall ever see That face of hers again. Therefore begone Without our grace, our love, our benizon. King Lear. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 266.

q. Your children were vexation to your youth, But mine shall be a comfort to your age. r. Richard III. Act IV. Sc. 4. L. 305.

In winter I get up at night

And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day.