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...Play not with a man till you hurt him, nor jest till you shame him." " True jokes never please." " Whose wit in the combat as gentle as bright Ne'er carried a heartstain away on its blade." MOORE. See " Adhibenda." " Temperate:." Cum larvis luctari. — To fight...

...— "Whose humour, as gay as the firefly's light. Played round every object, and shone as it played; 'Whose wit in the combat, as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade." He was born at Weymouth, in 1785, and died in 1866, at his retreat...

..." Whose humor, as gay as the fire-fly's light, Played round every subject, and shone as it played ; Whose wit, in the combat as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on ita blade." His favorite psalm was the twenty-third, which he paraphrased in verse,...

...Letters. Letter \\. Who ran Through each mood of the lyre, and was master of all. On the Death cfSheridan. Whose wit, in the combat, as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade. n,;d. Weep on, and as thy sorrows flow, I 1l taste the luxury of WOe....

...Whose humor, as gay as the fire-fly's light, Played round every subject , and shone as it played ; Whose wit, in the combat as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade." There is the uncouth mirth, that winds, stutters, wriggles and screams,...

...humour, as gay as the fire-fly's light, Played round every subject, and shone as it played — • Whose wit, in the combat, as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade ; ' Whose eloquence — brightening whatever it tried, Whether reason...

...brighten days to come, And memory gild the past. Cum jocus est verus, jocus est malus atque severus — Whose wit in the combat, as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade. Heu ! quanto minimum est cum reliquis morari Quam tui meminisse —...

...heart, And could call up its sunshine, or bring down its showers I Whose humour as gay as the fire-fly's light, Play'd round every subject, and shone as it...play'd; Whose wit, in the combat, as gentle as bright, Never carried a heart-stain away on its blade! Whose eloquence, bright'ning whatever it tried. Whether...

...Letter vi. Who ran Through each mode of the lyre, and was master of all. On the Death of Sheridan. Whose wit, in the combat, as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade. Ibid. Weep on ; and, as thy sorrows flow, I 'll taste the luxury of...