A man that travelleth to the most desirable home, hath a habit of desire to it all the way; but his present business is his travel; and horse, and company, and inns, and ways, and weariness, &c., may take up more of his sensible thoughts, and of his talk and action, than his home. BAXTER. CHAPTER XCIII.—p. 188. REMARKS OF AN IMPATIENT READER ANTICIPATED AND ANSWERED. Ὦ πολλὰ λέξας ἄρτι κάνόνητ᾽ ἔπη, Οὐ μνημονεύεις οὐκέτ᾽ οὐδὲν; SOPHOCLES. CHAPTER XCIV.—p. 200. THE AUTHOR DISCOVERS CERTAIN MUSICAL CORRESPONDENCIES TO THESE HIS LUCUBRATIONS. And music mild I learn'd that tells Tune, time and measure of the song. HIGGINS. CHAPTER XCV.—p. 207. WHEREIN MENTION IS MADE OF LORD BYRON, RONSARD, RABBI KAPOL AND CO. IT IS SUGGESTED THAT A MODE OF READING THE STARS HAS BEEN APPLIED TO THE RECOVERY OF OBLITERATED ROMAN INSCRIPTIONS; AND IT IS SHOWN THAT A MATHEMATICIAN MAY REASON MATHEMATICALLY, AND YET LIKE A FOOL. Thus may ye behold This man is very bold, And in his learning old Intendeth for to sit. I blame him not a whit; For it would vex his wit, And clean against his earning To follow such learning As now a-days is taught. DOCTOUR DOUBLE-ALE. CHAPTER XCVI.—p.217. A MUSICIAN'S WISH EXCITED BY HERSCHEL'S TELESCOPE. SYMPATHY BETWEEN PETER HOPKINS AND HIS PUPIL. INDIFFERENTISM USEFUL IN ORDINARY POLITICS, BUT DANGEROUS IN RELIGION. _Noi intendiamo parlare alle cose che utili sono alla umana vita, quanto per nostro intendimento si potrà in questa parte comprendere; e sopra quelle particelle che detto avemo di comporre._ BUSONE DA GUBBIO. CHAPTER XCVII.—p. 229. MR. BACON'S PARSONAGE. CHRISTIAN RESIGNATION. TIME AND CHANGE. WILKIE AND THE MONK IN THE ESCURIAL. The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination; And every lovely organ of her life Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit, More moving delicate, and full of life, Into the eye and prospect of his soul, Than when she lived indeed. SHAKESPEARE. CHAPTER XCVIII.—p. 237. CHRISTIAN CONSOLATION. OPINIONS CONCERNING THE SPIRITS OF THE DEAD. The voice which I did more esteem Than music in her sweetest key; Those eyes which unto me did seem More comfortable than the day; Those now by me, as they have been, Shall never more be heard, or seen; But what I once enjoyed in them, Shall seem hereafter as a dream. All earthly comforts vanish thus; So little hold of them have we, That we from them, or they from us, May in a moment ravished be. Yet we are neither just nor wise, If present mercies we despise; Or mind not how there may be made A thankful use of what we had. WITHER. CHAPTER XCIX.—p. 248. A COUNTRY PARISH. SOME WHOLESOME EXTRACTS, SOME TRUE ANECDOTES, AND SOME USEFUL HINTS, WHICH WILL NOT BE TAKEN BY THOSE WHO NEED THEM MOST.