be foes no more, Nor glad vile poets with true critics gore.

[Endnote 192:1] as the critic imagines.

He has no desire to make things as irksome to them as some of his critics desire.

Your critic-folk may cock their nose, And say, 'How can you e'er propose, You wha ken hardly verse frae prose, To mak a sang?' But, by your leaves, my learnèd foes, Ye're maybe wrang.

" I allus argy that a man Who does about the best he can Is plenty good enugh to suit This lower mundane institute No matter ef his daily walk Is subject fer his neghbor's talk, And critic-minds of ev'ry whim Jest all git up and go fer him!

In their spare time the wives developed their personal interests and "lived their own lives," as critic number two advises.

II. of Lamb's Works, 1818) Forgive me, BURNEY, if to thee these late And hasty products of a critic pen, Thyself no common judge of books and men, In feeling of thy worth I dedicate.

Even owls are frighted at the note.' 'True; those are faults,' the peacock cries; 'My scream, my shanks you may despise: 30 But such blind critics rail in vain:

The monarchs of the critic realm scouted him with one voice, because his work, was not written in the same cold, phlegmatic insupportable manner as their own.

At the end, then, a sound critic returns to think of Michelangelo, not as Parlagreco and Lombroso show him, nor even as the minute examination of letters and of poems proves him to have been, but as tradition and the total tenor of his life display him to our admiration.

And, therefore, to make short work, I shall only beg Mr. Dryden's leave to congratulate him upon his admirable flatness, and dulness, in a rapture of poetical indignation: Then dares the poring critic snarl?

"Ill nature blended-with cold blood Will make a critic sound and good.

Man's justice is God's justice; man's mercy is God's mercy; man's science, man's critic taste, are insights into the laws of God himself.

There were now gaps in the earlier unbroken rows; a well-known critic trod softly out; little nervous coughs and rustlings rose up.

When a professed critic utters what is incorrect beyond amendment, the fault is the more noteworthy, as his professions are louder, or his standing is more eminent.

How can the same critic admire both?

For this, while fame thro' each successive age On her exulting lip thy name shall breathe; While woman, pointing to thy finish'd page, Claims from imperious man the critic wreathe; Truth on her spotless record shall enroll Each moral beauty to her spirit dear; Paint in bright characters each grace of soul While admiration pours a gen'rous tear.

My critic conceals that I have avowed agreement with Christians; refers to it as a theory of my own; complains that it is obscure; pretends to quote my definition, and leaves out all the cardinal words of it, which I have above printed in italics.