IGNORANT CRITICISM.— Sterne. "And how did Garrick speak the soliloquy last night?"-" Oh, against all rule, my Lord; most ungrammatically! Betwixt the substantive and the adjective, which should agree together in number, case, and gender, he made a breach thus- stopping as if the point wanted settling; and after the nominative case, which your Lordship knows | should govern the verb, he suspended his voice in the epilogue, a dozen times,- three seconds and three-fifths, by a stop-watch, my Lord, each time.- Admirable grammarian!” But in suspending his voice was the sense suspended likewise? Did no expression of attitude or countenance fill up the chasm? Was the eye silent? Did you narrowly look?”—• I looked only at the stop-watch, my Lord."—"Excellent observer!". Oh, of all the cants which are canted in this canting world,though the cant of hypocrisy may be the worst,-the cant of criticism is the most tormenting!—I would go fifty miles ... on foot, to kiss the hand of that man whose generous heart will give up the reins of his imagination into his author's hands, be pleased he knows not why, and cares not wherefore. INCREDULOUS HORROR.-Mrs. Norton. Thy brow... but ah! that grave and gloomy smile Which flows between us, parts our souls for ever! INDIFFERENCE.-Literary Treasury. There was in our town a certain Tom Ne'er-do-well-an honest fellow, who was brought to ruin by... too readily crediting that care will kill a cat. Poor fellow! he never considered that he was not a cat; and, accordingly, he made it a point not to care for anything. He did not care for his father's displeasure — and he was disinherited. He did not care for money · and he was always distressed. He did not care for other people's feelings and he was severely winged in a duel. He did not care for a notice to trespassers- and he walked into a man-trap. He did not care for his wife - and she ran away from him. He did not care for his health -- and he became bedridden. He didn't care for any body-and everybody left him to his sorrows. And lastly, he didn't care... for himself and he died in a workhouse. INDIGNANT CONTRAST.-Burns. See yonder poor o'erlaboured wight, If not, why am I subject to Or why has man the will, and power INDIGNATION.-Moore. To think that man, thou just and gentle God! Away, away I'd rather hold my neck, By doubtful tenure from a Sultan's beck, In climes where liberty has scarce been named. Than thus to live, where bastard freedom waves JEALOUSY.-Shakespeare. Think'st thou, I'd make a life of jealousy. To follow still the changes of the moon With fresh suspicions? No: to be once in doubt, To such exsufflicate and blown surmises, Matching thy inference. 'Tis not to make me jealous, my wife is fair-feeds well-loves company · The smallest fear, or doubt of her revolt For, she had eyes and chose me. No Iago ; I'll see, before I doubt; when I doubt... prove: JOY.-Shakespeare. O! my soul's joy! If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow... till they have wakened death! Olympus high, and duck again as low As hell's from heaven! If it were now to die, My soul hath her content so absolute, JUSTIFICATION.-Shakespeare. Romans, Countrymen, and Lovers! Hear me. for my cause; and be silent that you may hear. Believe me, for mine honour: and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom; and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Cæsar's. to him I say. that Brutus' love to Cæsar was no less than his. If. then, that friend demand, why Brutus rose against Cæsar, this is my answer;-not that I loved Cæsar less. but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Cæsar were living, and die all slaves. than that Cæsar were dead, to live all freemen?- As Cæsar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate. I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but... as he was ambitious. I slew him! There are tears for his love, joy for his fortune. honour for his valour, and death for his ambition!-Who's here so base, that would be a bondman? if any, speak! for him have I offended. Who's here so rude, that would not be a Roman? if any, speak! for him have I offended. Who's here so vile, that will not love his country? if any, speak! for him have I offended. -I pause for a reply. None? then none have I offended! LAUGHTER. Shakespeare. A fool! a fool!-I met a fool i' th' forest... A motley fool;— a miserable varlet!— As I do live by food, I met a fool Who laid him down, and bask'd him in the sun, And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms In good set terms.— and yet a motley fool; 66 "Good morrow, fool," quoth I; No, sir." quoth he. "Call me not fool, till heav'n hath sent me fortune!" And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely..." It is... ten o'clock!"— Thus may we see," quoth he, "how the world wags; "Tis but an hour ago since it was nine. And after one hour more 'twill be eleven !— And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot... That fools should be so deep contemplative :- A curious child who dwelt upon a tract Is to the ear of Faith. LISTENING TO DISTANT MUSIC.-——— Republic of Letters. Were seraph-freighted! Now it dies away Leaving a charmed silence on each hill Hark Flower-covered, and the grove's minutest spray. Or gilded vanes of dimly visioned spires! But it hath tuned my spirit, which will recal LOWLINESS OF MIND.-H. K. White. A weary journey, to the farthest verge What is the pomp of learning? the parade Of letters, and of tongues? Even as the mists That pass away and perish.- Earthly things MALICIOUS. REVENGE.- Shakespeare. There I have another bad match: a bankrupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the Rialto;- a beggar, that used to come so smug upon the mart;- let him look to his bond! he was wont to call me... usurer; let him look to his bond! he was wont to lend money for a... Christian courtesy ;let him look to his bond! He hath disgrac'd me, and hinder'd me of half a million; laugh'd at my losses,-mock'd at my gains.— scorn'd my nation,- thwarted my bargains.- cool d my friends. -- heated mine enemies; And what's his reason? I... am... a Few: Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands? organs, dimensions. senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases. heal'd by the same means, warm'd and cool'd by the same winter and summer. as a... Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed! if you tickle us. do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge! If we are like you in the rest. we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his...humility?— Revenge. If... a Christian... wrong. ... a Jew, what should his... sufferance be, by.. Christian example? Why, revenge. The villany you teach me, I will execute and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruc tion. MATERNAL LOVE.-A. Bethune. Unlike all other earthly things,— Which ever shift and ever change,- All that by mortal may be done A mother ventures for her son. If marked by worth and merit high, Her bosom beats with ecstacy; And though he own nor worth nor charm. When friends their farewell word have spoken, |