ROBERT BLAIR. 1699-1747.
The Grave, dread thing!
Men shiver when thou 'rt named: Nature, appall'd,
Shakes off her wonted firmness.
The Grave. Part i. Line 9.
The schoolboy, with his satchel in his hand,
Whistling aloud to bear his courage up.[354:2]
The Grave. Part i. Line 58.
Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul!
Sweetener of life! and solder of society!