THOMAS PARNELL FROM A NIGHT-PIECE ON DEATH By the blue taper's trembling light, No more I waste the wakeful night, Intent with endless view to pore The schoolmen and the sages o'er; Their books from wisdom widely stray, Or point at best the longest way.

His fiery zeal keeps him continually costive, which withers him into his own translation; and till he eat a schoolman he is hide-bound.

We have exploded schoolmen as much as he, and in some people's opinion too much, since the liberty of embracing any opinion is allowed.