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R AMB L E R.
• VOL U M E IV.
Nullius addictus jurare in verba magistri,
ED IN BU R G H :
The MOTTOES in English..
79. That friend Fabullus has fo oft believ'd,
And that Fabullus is so oft deceiv'd,
80. Now white with snow Sora&te tow'rs, And now the fleecy load o'erpow'rs
The lab'ring woods. 81. Learn justice fo divinely taught. 82. All rarities he bought, and all must fell. 83. If useless what you do, the glory's shame.
But with the Lote-eaters would needs remain,
Nor of return a thought would entertain. p.39. 84. Because thou'st rock'd my cradle, check'd my youth,
And been my clofe companion since forsooth;
And in contempt th’unlighted torches lie.
Who cannot play, from rural toils abstains,
Left lawful laughter seize the circling swains. p. 52.) 86. By fingers or by ear we numbers scan. . ' 87. The envious, angry, idle, which you take,
The drunken debauchee, or am'rous rake,
To quit the humble ground is now the aim,
p.67. 88. When he assumes the honest cenfor's name, ' '
He dares less splendid passages to blame;
Though consecrated in a Vefta's fane.
Which wiser age regards the last resort. ... 92. But now the cornet's threats confound,
And now the clarion's Thriller sound. 93. Let's try how great indulgence, we may yield
To those wholo alhes, strew, the learned field...
94. Victorious over numbers' pow'rs
The love and lore of truth prevail di :
Far from the fear of gods, nor alk'd their aid;
96. What if a Plato's myse resounds the truth,
Not age forgets the lessons learn'd in youth.
97. The times of levity and vice
First lower'd sacred wedlock’s price;
98. Which not Sarmentus brook'd at Cesar's board,
Nor grov’ling Gabba from his haughty lord. .99. United genius makes mankind agree;
And like pursuits connect long friends, we see:
100. The waggish Flaccus on cach vice is smart,
And once admitted wantons round the heart. 101. In vain an Hybla store thou hop'st to see,
When with such thyme thou feed'It th’Athenian bec,
102. With constant motion thus the moments glide
In running life, as in the rolling tide :
So minutes follow, and so minutes Ay.