Who ran

Through each mode of the lyre, and was master On the Death of Sheridan.

of all.

Whose wit, in the combat, as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade.

Ibid.

Though an angel should write, still 't is devils must print. The Fudges in England.

Weep on; and, as thy sorrows flow,
I'll taste the luxury of woe.

Anacreontic.

Good at a fight, but better at a play,
Godlike in giving, but the devil to pay.
On a Cast of Sheridan's Hand.

The minds of some of our statesmen, like the pupil of the human eye, contract themselves the more, the stronger light there is shed upon them. Preface to Corruption and Intolerance.

SAMUEL WOODWORTH. 1785-1842.

The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, which hung in the well. The Bucket.

ALLAN CUNNINGHAM. 1785-1842.

A wet sheet and a flowing sea,

A wind that follows fast,

And fills the white and rustling sail,

And bends the gallant mast.

A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea.

While the hollow oak our palace is,

Our heritage the sea.

Ibid.

When looks were fond, and words were few. Poet's Bridal-day Song.

REGINALD HEBER. 1783-1826.

Failed the bright promise of your early day!

Palestine.

No hammers fell, no ponderous axes rung;1 Like some tall palm the mystic fabric sprung. Majestic silence!

Ibid.

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid. Epiphany.

1 Altered in later editions to

No workman steel, no ponderous axes rung,
Like some tall palm the noiseless fabric sprung.
Compare Cowper, The Task, Book v. The Winter
Morning Walk, Line 144.

By cool Siloam's shady rill

How sweet the lily grows.

First Sunday after Epiphany. No. ii.

When spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil. Seventh Sunday after Trinity.

Death rides on every passing breeze,

He lurks in every flower.

At a Funeral.

Thou art gone to the grave! but we will not

deplore thee,

Though sorrows and darkness encompass the

tomb.

Ibid. No. ii.

Thus heavenly hope is all serene,
But earthly hope, how bright soe'er,
Still fluctuates o'er this changing scene,
As false and fleeting as 't is fair.

On Heavenly Hope and Earthly Hope.

From Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand.

Missionary Hymn.

Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile.

I see them on their winding way,

Ibid.

Above their ranks the moonbeams play.

Lines written to a March.

506 Paine.-Story.- Decatur.- Miner.

ROBERT TREAT PAINE. 1772-1811.

And ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves, While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its Adams and Liberty.

waves.

JOSEPH STORY.

1779-1845.

Here shall the Press the People's right maintain, Unawed by influence and unbribed by gain; Here patriot Truth her glorious precepts draw, Pledged to Religion, Liberty, and Law.

Motto of the Salem Register. Life of Story, Vol. i. p. 127.

STEPHEN DECATUR.

1779-1820.

Our country! In her intercourse with foreign nations, may she always be in the right; but our country, right or wrong.

Toast given at Norfolk. April, 1816.

CHARLES MINER.

1780-1865.

When I see a merchant over-polite to his customers, begging them to taste a little brandy and throwing half his goods on the counter, thinks I, that man has an axe to grind.

Who'll turn Grindstones.1

1 From Essays from the Desk of Poor Robert the Scribe, Doylestown, Pa., 1815. It first appeared in the Wilkesbarre Gleaner. 1811.

DANIEL WEBSTER. 1782-1852.

Sink or swim, live or die, survive or perish, I give my hand and my heart to this vote.1

Eulogy on Adams and Jefferson, Aug. 2, 1826.

Independence now and Independence forever.2

The past, at least, is secure.

Ibid.

Second Speech on Foot's Resolution.

When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood.

Ibid.

Liberty and Union, now and forever, one and inseparable.

Ibid.

1 Mr. Adams, describing a conversation with Jonathan Sewall, in 1774 says, "I answered, that the die was now cast; I had passed the Rubicon. Swim or sink, live or die, survive or perish with my country, was my unalterable determination."- Adams's Works, Vol. iv. p. S.

Live or die, sink or swim.- Peele, Edward I. (1584?) 2 Mr. Webster says of Mr. Adams, "On the day of his death, hearing the noise of bells and cannon, he asked the occasion. On being reminded that it was 'Independent Day,' he replied, 'Independence forever.'". Webster's Works, Vol. i. p. 150. See Bancroft's History of the United States, Vol. vii. p. 65.