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Sort them at once by size and livery:
Vellum, tall copies, and the common calf
Will hardly cover more diversity

Than all your labels cunningly devised

To class your unread authors.

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Wise in his daily work was he:

To fruits of diligence,
And not to faiths or polity,

He plied his utmost sense.
These perfect in their little parts,
Whose work is all their prize-
Without them how could laws, or arts,
Or towered cities rise?

1st Gent.-An ancient land in ancient oracles

Is called 'law-thirsty:' all the struggle there
Was after order and a perfect rule.

Pray, where lie such lands now?

2d Gent. Why, where they lay of oldIn human souls.

It is but a shallow haste which concludeth insincerity from what outsiders call inconsistency-putting a dead mechanism of 'ifs' and 'therefores' for the living myriad of hidden suckers whereby the belief and the conduct are wrought into mutual sustainment.

Follows here the strict receipt
For that sauce to dainty meat,

Named Idleness, which many eat
By preference, and call it sweet:

First watch for morsels, like a hound,
Mix well with buffets, stir them round,
With good thick oil of flatteries,
And froth with mean self-lauding lies.
Serve warm: the vessels you must choose
To keep it in are dead men's shoes.

Black eyes you have left, you say,
Blue eyes fail to draw you;
Yet you seem more rapt to-day,
Than of old we saw you.

Oh I track the fairest fair

Through new haunts of pleasure;
Footprints here and echoes there
Guide me to my treasure:
Lo! she turns-immortal youth
Wrought to mortal stature,
Fresh as starlight's aged truth-
Many-named Nature!

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How will you know the pitch of that great bell
Too large for you to stir? Let but a flute
Play 'neath the fine-mixed metal : listen close
Till the right note flows forth, a silvery rill :
Then shall the huge bell tremble-then the mass
With myriad waves concurrent shall respond
In low soft unison.

Pity the laden one; this wandering woe
May visit you and me.

Sir Humphry Davy? Well, now, Sir Humphry Davy: I dined with him years ago at Cartwright's, and Wordsworth was there too-the poet Wordsworth, you know. Now there was something singular. I was at Cambridge when Wordsworth was there, and I never met him and I dined with him twenty years afterwards at Cartwright's. There's an oddity in things now. But Davy was there : he was a poet too. Or, as I may say, Wordsworth was poet one, and Davy was poet two. That was true in every sense, you know.

(To Mr Casaubon.)—Get Dorothea to play backgammon with you in the evenings. And shuttlecock, now-I don't know a finer game than shuttlecock for the daytime. I remember it all the fashion. To be sure, your eyes might not stand that, Casaubon. But you must unbend, you know. Why, you might take to some light study: conchology, now: I always think that must be a light study. Or get Dorothea to read you light things, Smollett- 'Roderick Random,' Humphrey Clinker :' they are a little broad, but she may read anything now she's married, you know. I remember they made me laugh uncommonlythere's a droll bit about a postilion's breeches. We have no such humour now. I have gone through all these things, but they might be rather new to you.

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There is a lightness about the feminine mind-a touch and go-music, the fine arts, that kind of thing -they should study those up to a certain point, women should; but in a light way, you know. A woman

should be able to sit down and play you or sing you a good old English tune. That is what I like; though I have heard most things—been at the opera in Vienna : Gluck, Mozart, everything of that sort. But I'm a conservative in music-it's not like ideas, you know. I stick to the good old tunes.

Severity is all very well, but it's a great deal easier when you've got somebody to do it for you.

Sir James Chettam.-I am reading the Agricultural Chemistry, because I am going to take one of the farms into my own hands, and see if something cannot be done in setting a good pattern of farming among my tenants. Do you approve of that, Miss Brooke ?

Mr Brooke.-A great mistake, Chettam, going into electrifying your land and that kind of thing, and making a parlour of your cow-house. It won't do. I went into science a great deal myself at one time; but I saw it would not do. It leads to everything; you can let nothing alone. No, no-see that your tenants don't sell their straw, and that kind of thing; and give them draining-tiles, you know. But your fancy-farming will not do the most expensive sort of whistle you can buy you may as well keep a pack of hounds.

Dorothea. Surely it is better to spend money in finding out how men can make the most of the land which supports them all, than in keeping dogs and horses only to gallop over it. It is not a sin to make yourself poor in performing experiments for the good of all.

Mr Brooke.-Young ladies don't understand political economy, you know. I remember when we were all reading Adam Smith. There is a book, now. I took in all the new ideas at one time-human perfectibility, now. But some say, history moves in circles; and that may be very well argued; I have argued it myself. The fact is, human reason may carry you a little too far-over the hedge, in fact. It carried me a good way at one time; but I saw it would not do. I pulled up; I pulled up in time. But not too hard. I have always been in favour of a little theory: we must have Thought; else we shall be landed back in the dark ages.

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Mr Brooke.-Burke, now :—when I think of Burke, I can't help wishing somebody had a pocket-borough to give you, Ladislaw. You'd never get elected, you know. And we shall always want talent in the house: reform as we will, we shall always want talent.

Ladislaw.-Pocket-boroughs would be a fine thing if they were always in the right pocket, and there were always a Burke at hand.

Dorothea. -I should wish to have a husband who was above me in judgment and in all knowledge.

Mr Brooke.-Ah ?--I thought you had more of your own opinion than most girls. I thought you liked your own opinion-liked it, you know.

Dorothea. I cannot imagine myself living without some opinions, but I should wish to have good reasons for them, and a wise man could help me to see which opinions had the best foundation, and would help me to live according to them.

Mr Brooke.-Very true. You couldn't put the thing

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