Sublime tobacco! which from east to west
Cheers the tar's labour or the Turkman's rest.
The Island. Canto ii. Stanza 19.

Divine in hookas, glorious in a pipe,

When tipped with amber, mellow, rich, and ripe ;
Like other charmers, wooing the caress

More dazzlingly when daring in full dress;
Yet thy true lovers more admire by far
Thy naked beauties-give me a cigar !

Oh, God! it is a fearful thing

To see the human soul take wing

Ibid.

In any shape, in any mood.

Prisoner of Chillon, viii.

I had a dream which was not all a dream. Darkness.

Lord of himself,-that heritage of woe!

Lara. Canto i. Stanza 2.

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright

Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light

Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

Fare thee well! and if for ever,

Still for ever, fare thee well.

Hebrew Melodies.

Fare Thee Well.

Hands promiscuously applied,

Round the slight waist, or down the glowing side.

The Waltz.

They never fail who die

In a great cause.

Marino Faliero. Act. Sc. 2.

Born in a garret, in the kitchen bred.

A Sketch.

DON JUAN.

In virtues nothing earthly could surpass her,
Save thine incomparable oil' Macassar!

Canto i. Stanza 17.

But, O ye lords of ladies intellectual !
Inform us truly, have they not hen-pecked you all?
Canto i. Stanza 22.

Christians have burned each other, quite persuaded
That all the Apostles would have done as they did.
Canto i. Stanza 83.

Whispering I will ne'er consent,' consented.

Canto i. Stanza 117.

'Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark Bay deep-mouthed welcome as we draw near home ; 'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come.

Canto i. Stanza 123.

And truant husband should return, and say, 'My dear, I was the first who came away.'

Canto i. Stanza 141.

Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence.

Canto i. Stanza 194.

What is the end of Fame? 't is but to fill

A certain portion of uncertain paper. Canto i. Stanza 218.

At leaving the most unpleasant people

And places, one keeps looking at the steeple.

A solitary shriek, the bubbling cry

Canto ii. Stanza 14.

Of some strong swimmer in his agony.

Canto ii. Stanza 53.

All who joy would win

Must share it,-Happiness was born a twin.

Canto ii. Stanza 172.

Alas! the love of women! it is known

To be a lovely and a fearful thing.

Canto ii. Stanza 199.

In her first passion, woman loves her lover :
In all the others, all she loves is love.*

Canto iii. Stanza 3.

He was the mildest mannered man
That ever scuttled ship, or cut a throat.

Canto iii. Stanza 41.

The isles of Greece! the isles of Greece!
Where burning Sappho loved and sung.

Canto iii. Stanza 86. v. 1.

Eternal summer gilds them yet,
But all, except their sun, is set.

The mountains look on Marathon

And Marathon looks on the sea;

And musing there an hour alone,

I dreamed that Greece might still be free.

Ibid.

Canto iii. Stanza 86. v. 3.

* Dans les premières passions les femmes aiment l'amant, et dans les autres elles aiment l'amour.-LA ROCHEFOUCAULD. Maxim 494.

You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet,
Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?
Of two such lessons, why forget

The nobler and the manlier one?
You have the letters Cadmus gave-
Think ye he meant them for a slave?

Canto iii. Stanza 86. v. 10.

Place me on Sunium's marbled steep,
Where nothing, save the waves and I,
May hear our mutual murmurs sweep;
There, swan-like, let me sing and die.

'Whom the gods love die young,' was said of yore.†

Canto iv. Stanza 12.

These two hated with a hate

Found only on the stage.

Canto iv. Stanza 93.

'Arcades ambo,' id est-blackguards both.

O'darkly, deeply, beautifully blue,'

Canto iv. Ibid.

As some one somewhere sings about the sky.

Canto iv. Stanza 110.

That all-softening, overpowering knell,
The tocsin of the soul-the dinner bell.

Canto v. Stanza 49.

* Cf. DRYDEN. Don Sebastian. Act i. Sc. 1.
+ Quem Di diligunt

Adolescens moritur.

PLAUTUS. Bacch. Act iv. Sc. 6. Line 18.

“Ον οἱ θεοὶ φιλοῦσιν ἀποθνήσκει νέος.—MENANDER.

X

Society is now one polished horde,

Formed of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored.

Canto xiii. Stanza 95.

'Tis strange-but true; for truth is always strange, Stranger than fiction.

Canto xiv. Stanza 101.

The Devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice,
An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.

Canto xv. Stanza 13.

I awoke one morning and found myself famous.

Memoranda from his Life.

LEIGH HUNT. 1784-1859.

H for a seat in some poetic nook,

OH

Just hid with trees and sparkling with a brook.

Politics and Poetics.

With spots of sunny openings, and with nooks

To lie and read in, sloping into brooks.

The Story of Rimini.