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From the same collection (this in Pope’s handwriting.)

Epitaph on a Man’s Wife, the tomb being set up by himself.

Tom T———y has set up this thing for his wife:
The first thing he set up for her all his life.

Swift’s Imitation of Hor. b. xiv. b. 1.

“Such was Jerne’s claim as just,” &c.

Stood thus:—

So when Hibernia made her claim like thine,
Her sons descended from the British line,
Her martial sons whose valour still remains
On French records for twenty long campaigns;
Led captive to a prison from a throne,
Gain’d Europe’s liberty to lose her own.

From the same collection.

Earl of Dorset’s mottos for the pictures of Tragedy and Comedy in the playhouse.

Quoth Dorset, what mottos your pictures become,
You would know if your brains were not addle:
Under your Tragedy write humdrum,
And under your Comedy fidde-faddle.

From the same.

Pope.

More tyrants they, who use a woman ill,
And those more fools who let have her will.

Joy’s but a flutt’ring pleasure at the best,
That some few moments beats about the breast
Sad thought, or thoughtless folly all the rest.

Fragments: Education too early in the World.

Desirous all to see the world they seem,
And ne’er consider that the world sees them.
Compassion lessens not the truly great,
Gold easiest melts, but melting keeps its weight.
How to get in th’ ambitious aim no doubt,
Let them consider how they shall get out.
Some men’s wits run away with them like,
Compassion lessens not the truly great,
So melts the gold, but melting keeps its weight.

Verbal scholars in nudo verbarum cultu ludent.