No.

9. On the Belief of Supernatural Beings.

“ Nec me solum ratio ac disputatio impulit ut ita crederėm;

sed nobilitas etiam summorum philosophorum et aucto-

ritas.''

Cic. de Senect.

10. How far Genius, when properly exerted, brings its

own Reward with it.

Rectius occupat
Nomen Beati, qui Deorum
Muneribus sapienter uti.”

Hor.

11. Hints for the Ruminator, and remarks on his style,

and gravity and candour of manner and senti-

ment.
“ Virum volitare per ora."

Virg.

12. On the Scenic Representation of the Tragedy of

Macbeth.

“ Ita vertere.seria ludo."

Hor.

13. To the Ruminator.

“ Ita facillime

Sine invidia laudem invenias et amicos pares.”

Ter.

14. On the Traits and Concomitants of Poetical Genius.

“ Sic animis natum inventumque poema juvandis,

Si paulum a summo discessit, vergit ad imum." Hor.

15. Harry Random's Second Letter to the Ruminator.

" Quid æternis minorem

Consiliis animum fatigas?

Hor

16. Reflections arising from the Season of the Year.

« The dark and pillowy cloud; the sallow trees,

Seem o'er the ruins of the year to mourn;

And cold, and hollow the inconstant breeze
Sobs thro' the falling leaves, and wither'd fern.”

Cb. Smith.

88. On the morbid Sensibility of Poets.

Imagination

Drives us beyond the bounds of patience."

“ And wraps the hour of woe in tenfold night.”

89. On the Passion for Posthumous Fame.

" E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires."

Shaksp.

Beattie.

Gray.

90. On Mary Queen of Scots.

6 Dux fæmina facti.”

91. On Inordinate Expectations in Life,

See how all around them wait

The ministers of human fate,

And black Misfortune's baleful train!
Ah! shew them where in ambush stand,
To seize their prey, the murderous band !

Ah, tell them they are men!” Gray.

92. On Posthumous Fame.

“ Let Fame, that all hunt after in their lives,

Live register'd upon our brazen tombs,

And then grace us in the disgrace of death,

When spite of cormorant devouring Time,

The endeavour of this present breath may bring

That honour which shall bate his scythe's keen edge,

And make us heirs of all eternity."

Sbaksp.

93. On Reserve in Conversation.

“ Often in great and self-collected minds

What seems like pride is modest courtesy."

Sbaksp.

94. On Sensibility.

Melancholy's child!

Why dost thou shew to the apt thoughts of men
The things that are not ?"

Sbaksp.

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95. Men of high Endowments cannot often raise the

Sympathy of Common Minds.

« Love should reside in men like one another." Sbaksp.

Virg.

96. On the Character of Sir William Jones.

« His saltem accumulem donis.”

97. On the Government of Imagination.

Hope and Fortitude

Can even through the hollow eyes of death
Behold life peering.”

Loft's Shaksp. Apbor.

98. On the Character of Rousseau.

“ The stings of Falsehood these shall try,

And hard Unkindness' alter'd eye,

Tiiat mocks the tear it forc'd to flow." Gray.

99. Verses expressive of the Author's regret not having

sufficiently cultivated Poetry in the proper Season

of Youth.

Unhappy is the idle truant,

Omitting the sweet benefit of Time,

To clothe himself with angel-like perfection." Sbaksp.

100. Desultory Observations on the Sensibilities and

Eccentricities of Men of Genius ; with Remarks

on Poets.

“ Some deem'd him wondrous wise, and some believ'd him
mad.”

Beattie.

101. On the Memoirs of Col. Hutchinson.

“ Ense petit placidam sub libertate quietem.”

102. On the Nut-brown Maid.

“ Did men but know the city's usuries,

And feel them knowingly: the art o’the court,

No.

As hard to leave as keep; whose top to climb

Is certain falling, or so slippery that

The fear's as bad as falling: the toil o'the war,

Or pain that only seems to seek out danger,

l'th' name of fame and honour, which dies i'th' war,

And hath a soft and slanderous epitaph

As record of fair act; nay many times

Doth ill deserve by doing well; what's worse,

Must curtsy at the censure they would prize

A life retir'd and free.”

Sbaksp.

103. Sonnet-addressed to Solitude.

104. On the Deceitfulness of Hope. Farewell of the

Ruminator.

Qui prorogat horam
Rusticus expectat, dum defiuat amnis.” Hor.

As when a traveller
At night's approach, content with the next cot,
There ruminates awhile.
Thus I long travell’d in the ways of men,
And dancing with the rest the giddy maze,
Where disappointment smiles at Hope's career,
At length have hous'd me in an humble shed.” Young