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FAREWELL!-forgive my feeble sway:
Much have I owed this strain on life's long way,
Through secret woes the world has never known,
When on the weary night dawn'd wearier day,
And bitterer was the grief devour'd alone!'

My task is done
my theme
Has died into an echo; it is fit

The spell should break of this protracted dream,
The torch should be extinguish'd which hath lit
My midnight lamp-and what is writ, is writ:-
Would it were worthier! - but I am not now
That which I have been-and my visions flit
Less palpably before me and the glow,
Which in my spirit dwelt, is flutt'ring, faint, and low.
Farewell! a word that must be, and hath been-
A sound which makes us linger-yet- Farewell! 2

1 Lady of the Lake.

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2 Childe Harold.


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To CH. I.- Every effect presupposes an adequate cause; that cause in the scheme of the universe, by whatever name it be designated, is the Deity. Unless a man doubt that he exist, he cannot doubt that something caused him to exist;-that cause is the Deity.'

CH. II. A few cross instances, which to us, weaksighted mortals, may appear of evil tendency, ought not to make, and cannot, upon due reflection, make us doubt of the pure benevolence of the Deity. When we know so little of nature, it would be surprising, indeed, if we should be able to account for every event, and its final tendency. Unless we were let into the counsels of the Almighty, we can never hope to unravel all the mysteries of the


Now an argument from ignorance can never be a convincing argument in any case; and this difficulty of accounting for natural and moral evil can but appear in the shape of a difficulty,—not of a solid objection.

As spots in the sun's bright orb, so, in the universal plan, scattered evils are lost in the blaze of superabundant goodness.2

CH. IV. By religion, here, I do not mean merely devotion and prayer, which are of admirable use, and of great necessity; but the greater degree of all that is good; the more sure conquest over all our passions; the more quiet possession of our souls in patience; the more profound submission to all the dispensations of God."

1 C.

2 Condensed from Essays quoted, p. 2. n. 6. 3 Hoadley on Acceptance.

P. 282.

As for his poesy', 'tis so ramm'd with lief

That it shall gather strength of life, with being,
And live, hereafter, more admired than now. 2

How differently speaks the high-minded Lord Chatham, of our Scottish brethren, from the prejudiced Johnson! "I looked for merit, and I found it in the mountains of the north: I found a hardy and intrepid race of men; they served with fidelity, and fought with valour. Detested be all national prejudices! — they are unjust, illiberal, unmanly."

252. 1. 2.—The Irish heart is of the finest porcelain of the earth. More affection and kindness I never saw displayed in my life than amongst these Irish emigrants. The husband and father is to be seen supporting the drooping head of his sick wife or child; and the wife and mother showing all the better qualities of the female heart, while oppressed and stricken herself. I see at this moment such a group before me. Silent and watchful lies a poor man supporting his partner in distress, her head upon his breast, and a child in her arms, which she is feeding from her withered breast, when any short respite from extreme illness enables her to do so. All the three are one mass of squalid wretchedness, painful to look at, but rendered interesting by the air of resignation and kind feeling in the countenance of the man.3

CH. XVI.-It is a foolish and preposterous affection to love the accessories of life, more than life itself. 4

Men fear death because they know it not, as children fear the dark. 5

Bacon calls Proverbs-the wisdom of ages.


3 John Hood (Australia and the East).

4 Bacon (Advancement of Learning).

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2 Ben Jonson.

5 Id.

The expense of travelling has mounted high; I have gained, however, in health and spirits, in a new stock of ideas, new combinations, and new views.1

I (Lockhart) said, that whatever had been his share of happiness, no man could have laboured better for it: he answered, "I consider the capacity to labour, as part of the happiness I have enjoyed." 2

He said, of his picture by Lawrence, "The person is remarkably like, and conveys the idea of the stout, blunt carle that cares for few things, and fears none.” 3

I felt, at awaking,

I had drunken deep

Of all the blessedness of sleep.

I had a long walk to-day: - I fell in with the ladies, but their donkies out walked me; a flock of sheep afterwards outwalked me; and I began to think, on my conscience, that a snail, put in training, might soon outwalk me. I must lay the old salve to the old sore, and be very thankful for being able to walk at all.

When we had set down to our respective employments, the stillness of the room was unbroken, except by the light rattle of the rain against the windows, and the dashing trot of Sir Walter's pen over his paper; sounds not very unlike each other, and which seemed to vie together in rapidity and continuance. Sometimes, when he stopped to consult a book, a short dialogue would ensue upon the subjects with which I was occupied, about Mary Queen of Scots, perhaps, or Viscount Dundee; or, again, the silence might be broken for a moment by some merry outcry in the hall, from one of the little grandchildren, which would halfwaken Nimrod, or Bran, or Spice, as they slept at Sir

1 Walter Scott (Life).

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Walter's feet, and produce a growl, or a stifled bark, not in anger, but by way of protest.1

Lord Ravensworth manages his woods admirably well. In the evening plenty of fine music, with heart as well as voice and instrument. Much of this was the spontaneous effusion of Mrs. Arkwright (a daughter of Stephen Kemble), who has set "Hohenlinden," and other pieces of poetry, to music of a highly gifted character. The Miss Liddells and Mrs. Barrington sang "The Campbells are coming," in a tone that might have waked the dead.2

Sir Frederick Adam spoke most highly of Byron - the soundness of his views the respect in which he was held his just ideas of the Grecian cause and character, and

the practical and rational wishes he formed for them.3

She (the lady of Blair Adam) is anxious to please and willing to be pleased, which, with her striking beauty, cannot fail to succeed.4

His father and I loved each other well; and his beautiful mother had as much of the angel, as is permitted to walk this earth.7

How rarely do we accurately weigh what we have to sacrifice against what we have to gain !


As we grow older we ought to grow more indulgent to the faults of others; how few faults are there seen by us, which we have not ourselves committed!?

Your sensibility will become the noblest gift that nature has bestowed on you, when it shows itself in affectionate assiduity, and stamps on every action a soft, kind, and

1 J. L. Adolphus (Scott's Life, by Lockhart, ix. 138. 2d ed.). 2 Ibid. ix. 166. 3 Ibid. viii. 398. 4 Ibid. 395.

5 Of the present Duke of Buccleuch and Queensberry.

6 Harriet Katherine, daughter of Viscount Sydney.

7 Scott (Life, viii. 392.).

9 Goethe (not literal).

8 Goethe (Mrs. Austin).

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