NOTES TO CANTO XIII.

Note 1, page 58, stanza vii.

Right honestly

" he liked an honest hater !"

Sir, I like a good hater."-See the Life of Dr. Johnson, &c.

Note 3, page 77, stanza xlv.

They and their bills, “ Arcadians both," are left.

"Arcades Ambo."

Note 4, page 90, stanza Ixxi.

Or wilder groupe of savage Salvatore's.

Salvator Rosa.

Note 5, page 91, stanza lxxii.

His bell-mouthed goblet makes me feel quite Danish. If I err not," Your Dane" is one of Iago's Catalogue of Nations" exquisite in their drinking."

Note 6, page 94, stanza lxxviii.

Even Nimrod's self might leave the plains of Dura.

In Assyria.

Note 7, page 103, stanza xcvi.

"That Scriptures out of church are blasphemies."

"Mrs. Adams answered Mr. Adams, that it was blasphemous to talk of Scripture out of church." This dogma was broached to her husband-the best Christian in any book.— See Joseph Andrews, in the latter chapters.

Note 8, page 108, stanza cvi.

The quaint, old, cruel coxcomb, in his gullet
Should have a hook, and a small trout to pull it.

It would have taught him humanity at least. This sentimental savage, whom it is a mode to quote (amongst the novelists) to show their sympathy for innocent sports and old songs, teaches how to sew up frogs, and break their legs by way of experiment, in addition to the art of angling, the cruellest, the coldest, and the stupidest of pretended sports. They may talk about the beauties of nature, but the angler merely thinks of his dish of fish; he has no leisure to take his eyes from off the streams, and a single bite is worth to him more than all the scenery around. Besides, some fish bite best on a rainy day. The whale, the shark, and the tunny fishery have somewhat of noble and perilous in them; even net fishing, trawling, &c. are more humane and useful—but angling! No angler can be a good man.

"One of the best men I ever knew;—as humane, delicateminded, generous, and excellent a creature as any in the world, was an angler: true, he angled with painted flies, and would have been incapable of the extravagances of I. Walton."

The above addition was made by a friend in reading over the MS." Audi alteram partem"-I leave it to counterbalance my own observation.

DON JUAN.

CANTO XIV.

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DON JUA N.

CANTO XIV.

I.

IF from great Nature's or our own abyss

Of thought, we could but snatch a certainty,

Perhaps mankind might find the path they missBut then 'twould spoil much good philosophy.

One system eats another up, and this

Much as old Saturn ate his progeny;

For when his pious consort gave him stones
In lieu of sons, of these he made no bones.