William Shenstone. 1714-1763.
Whoe'er has travell'd life's dull round,
Where'er his stages may have been,
May sigh to think he still has found
The warmest welcome at an inn.[379:4]
Written on a Window of an Inn.
[380]
So sweetly she bade me adieu,
I thought that she bade me return.
A Pastoral. Part i.
I have found out a gift for my fair;
I have found where the wood-pigeons breed.
A Pastoral. Part i.
My banks they are furnish'd with bees,
Whose murmur invites one to sleep.
A Pastoral. Part ii. Hope.
For seldom shall she hear a tale
So sad, so tender, and so true.
Jemmy Dawson.
Her cap, far whiter than the driven snow,
Emblems right meet of decency does yield.
The Schoolmistress. Stanza 6.
Pun-provoking thyme.
The Schoolmistress. Stanza 11.
A little bench of heedless bishops here,
And there a chancellor in embryo.
The Schoolmistress. Stanza 28.
Footnotes
[379:4] See Johnson, page 372.
Archbishop Leighton often said that if he were to choose a place to die in, it should be an inn.—Works, vol. i. p. 76.