_Y donde sobre todo de su dueño El gran tesoro y el caudal se infiere, Es que al grande, al mediano, y al pequeño, Todo se da de balde á quien lo quiere._ BALBUENA. THE STORY OF THE THREE BEARS. A tale which may content the minds Of learned men and grave philosophers. GASCOYNE. CHAPTER CXXX.—p. 327. CHILDREN AND KITTENS. APHORISMS ASCRIBED TO THE LAUREATE, DR. SOUTHEY. MORE COLUMBIAN PHILOSOPHY. Oh! if in after life we could but gather The very refuse of our youthful hours! CHARLES LLOYD. CHAPTER CXXXI.—p. 334. THE DOCTOR ABSTAINS FROM SPECULATING ON PERILOUS SUBJECTS. A STORY OF ST. ANSELM. This field is so spacious, that it were easy for a man to lose himself in it; and if I should spend all my pilgrimage in this walk, my time would sooner end than my way. BISHOP HALL. CHAPTER CXXXII.—p. 340. DR. CADOGAN. A REMARKABLE CASE OF HEREDITARY LONGEVITY. REMARKS ON THE ORDINARY TERM OF HUMAN LIFE. Live well, and then how soon so e'er thou die, Thou art of age to claim eternity. RANDOLPH. CHAPTER CXXXIII.—p. 348. MORE THOUGHTS CONCERNING LIFE, DEATH AND IMMORTALITY. _Clericus es? legito hæc. Laicus? legito ista libenter. Crede mihi, invenies hic quod uterque voles._ D. DU.-TR. MED. CHAPTER CXXXIV.—p. 360. A TRANSITION, AN ANECDOTE, AN APOSTROPHE, AND A PUN, PUNNET, OR PUNDIGRION. _Est brevitate opus, ut currat sententia, neu se Impediat verbis lassas onerantibus aures; Et sermone opus est, modo tristi, sæpe jocoso._ HORACE. CHAPTER CXXXV.—p. 362. REGINALD HEBER. A MISTAKE OBVIATED, WHICH MIGHT OTHERWISE EASILY BE MADE. Perhaps some Gull, as witty as a Goose, Says with a coy skew look, “it's pretty, pretty! But yet that so much wit he should dispose For so small purpose, faith” saith he, “'tis pity!” DAVIES OF HEREFORD. CHAPTER CXXXVI.—p. 367. THE PEDIGREE AND BIRTH OF NOBS, GIVEN IN REPLY TO THE FIRST QUERY IN THE SECOND CHAPTER P. I. _Theo._ Look to my Horse, I pray you, well. _Diego._ He shall Sir. _Inc._ Oh! how beneath his rank and call was that now! Your Horse shall be entreated as becomes A Horse of fashion, and his inches. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER. INTERCHAPTER XVI.—p. 373. THE AUTHOR RELATES SOME ANECDOTES, REFERS TO AN OPINION EXPRESSED BY A CRITIC ON THE PRESENT OPUS, AND DESCANTS THEREON. Every man can say B to a battledore, and write in praise of virtue and the seven liberal sciences; thresh corn out of full sheaves, and fetch water out of the Thames. But out of dry stubble to make an after-harvest, and a plentiful crop without sowing, and wring juice out of a flint, that is Pierce a God's name, and the right trick of a workman. NASH. THE DOCTOR, &c. CHAPTER CVI. THE AUTHOR APOSTROPHIZES SOME OF HIS FAIR READERS; LOOKS FARTHER THAN THEY ARE LIKELY TO DO, AND GIVES THEM A JUST THOUGH MELANCHOLY EXHORTATION TO BE CHEERFUL WHILE THEY MAY.