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The will for the deed.--CIBBER: _The Rival Fools, act iii._

[293-1] Use three physicians Still: first, Dr. Quiet; Next, Dr. Merryman, And Dr. Dyet.

_Regimen Sanitatis Salernitanum_ (edition 1607).

[293-2] See Mathew Henry, page 283.

[294-1] When the poem of "Cadenus and Vanessa" was the general topic of conversation, some one said, "Surely that Vanessa must be an extraordinary woman that could inspire the Dean to write so finely upon her." Mrs. Johnson smiled, and answered that "she thought that point not quite so clear; for it was well known the Dean could write finely upon a broomstick."--JOHNSON: _Life of Swift._

WILLIAM CONGREVE. 1670-1729.

Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast, To soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.

_The Mourning Bride. Act i. Sc. 1._

By magic numbers and persuasive sound.

_The Mourning Bride. Act i. Sc. 1._

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.[294-2]

_The Mourning Bride. Act iii. Sc. 8._

For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, And though a late, a sure reward succeeds.

_The Mourning Bride. Act v. Sc. 12._

If there 's delight in love, 't is when I see That heart which others bleed for, bleed for me.

_The Way of the World. Act iii. Sc. 12._

Ferdinand Mendez Pinto was but a type of thee, thou liar of the first magnitude.

_Love for Love. Act ii. Sc. 5._

I came up stairs into the world, for I was born in a cellar.[294-3]

_Love for Love. Act ii. Sc. 7._

Hannibal was a very pretty fellow in those days.

_The Old Bachelor. Act ii. Sc. 2._

Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure; Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.[295-1]

_The Old Bachelor. Act v. Sc. 1._

Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, To-morrow's sun to thee may never rise.[295-2]

_Letter to Cobham._

FOOTNOTES:

[294-2] We shall find no fiend in hell can match the fury of a disappointed woman.--CIBBER: _Love's Last Shift, act iv._

[294-3] Born in a cellar, and living in a garret.--FOOTE: _The Author, act 2._

Born in the garret, in the kitchen bred.--BYRON: _A Sketch._

[295-1] See Shakespeare, page 72.

[295-2] Be wise to-day, 't is madness to defer.--YOUNG: _Night Thoughts, night i. line 390._

SAMUEL GARTH.[295-3] 1670-1719.

To die is landing on some silent shore Where billows never break, nor tempests roar; Ere well we feel the friendly stroke, 't is o'er.

_The Dispensary. Canto iii. Line 225._

I see the right, and I approve it too, Condemn the wrong, and yet the wrong pursue.[295-4]

_Ovid, Metamorphoses, vii. 20_ (translated by Tate and Stonestreet, edited by Garth).

For all their luxury was doing good.[295-5]

_Claremont. Line 149._

FOOTNOTES:

[295-3] Thou hast no faults, or I no faults can spy; Thou art all beauty, or all blindness I.

CHRISTOPHER CODRINGTON: _Lines addressed to Garth on his Dispensary._

[295-4] I know and love the good, yet, ah! the worst pursue.--PETRARCH: _Sonnet ccxxv. canzone xxi. To Laura in Life._

See Shakespeare, page 60.

[295-5] And learn the luxury of doing good.--GOLDSMITH: _The Traveller, line 22._ CRABBE: _Tales of the Hall,