book iv

. sect. 2._

Let us sacrifice to the Muses.--PLUTARCH: _The Banquet of the Seven Wise Men._ (A saying of Solon.)

[353-2] Chapter of accidents.--BURKE: _Notes for Speeches_ (edition 1852), _vol. ii. p. 426._

John Wilkes said that "the Chapter of Accidents is the longest

## chapter in the book."--SOUTHEY: _The Doctor, chap. cxviii._

[353-3] Who left scarcely any style of writing untouched, And touched nothing that he did not adorn.

JOHNSON: _Epitaph on Goldsmith._

Il embellit tout ce qu'il touche (He adorned whatever he touched).--FÉNELON: _Lettre sur les Occupations de l' Académie Française, sect. iv._

MATTHEW GREEN. 1696-1737.

Fling but a stone, the giant dies.

_The Spleen. Line 93._

Thus I steer my bark, and sail On even keel, with gentle gale.

_The Spleen._

Though pleased to see the dolphins play, I mind my compass and my way.

_The Spleen._

RICHARD SAVAGE. 1698-1743.

He lives to build, not boast, a generous race; No tenth transmitter of a foolish face.

_The Bastard. Line 7._

May see thee now, though late, redeem thy name, And glorify what else is damn'd to fame.[354-1]

_Character of Foster._

FOOTNOTES:

[354-1] See Pope, page 331.

ROBERT BLAIR. 1699-1747.

The Grave, dread thing! Men shiver when thou 'rt named: Nature, appall'd, Shakes off her wonted firmness.

_The Grave. Part i . Line 9._

The schoolboy, with his satchel in his hand, Whistling aloud to bear his courage up.[354-2]

_The Grave. Part i . Line 58._

Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul! Sweetener of life! and solder of society!

_The Grave. Part i . Line 88._

Of joys departed, Not to return, how painful the remembrance!

_The Grave. Part i . Line 109._

The cup goes round: And who so artful as to put it by! 'T is long since Death had the majority.

_The Grave. Part ii . Line 449._

The good he scorn'd Stalk'd off reluctant, like an ill-used ghost, Not to return; or if it did, in visits Like those of angels, short and far between.[355-1]

_The Grave.