[Footnote 1: —apis Matinae
Grata carpentis thyma—— HOR.]
[Footnote 2: Postea vero quam Tyrannio mihi libros disposuit, mens addita videtur meis aedibus. CIC.]
[Footnote 3: Ingenium, sibi quod vacuas desumsit Athenas, Et studiis annos septem dedit, insenuitque Libris et curis, statua taciturnius exit Plerumque—— HOR.]
[Footnote 4: Fallacem circum, vespertinumque pererro Saepe forum. HOR.]
[Footnote 5: Tantot, un livre en main, errantdans les preries— BOILEAU.]
[Footnote 6: ——dapes inemtas. HOR.]
[Footnote 7: Innocuas amo delicias doctamque quietem.]
Oft o’er the mead, at pleasing distance, pass
Cosmo of Medicis took most pleasure in his Apennine villa, because all that he commanded from its windows was exclusively his own. How unlike the wise Athenian, who, when he had a farm to sell, directed the cryer to proclaim, as its best recommendation, that it had a good neighbourhood. PLUT. in Vit. Themist.
And, thro’ the various year, the various day,
Horace commends the house, ‘longos quae prospicit agros.’ Distant views contain the greatest variety, both in themselves, and in their accidental variations. GILPIN.
Small change of scene, small space his home requires,
Many a great man, in passing through the apartments of his palace, has made the melancholy reflection of the venerable Cosmo: “Questa e troppo gran casa a si poco famiglia.” MACH. Ist. Fior. lib. vii.
“Parva, sed apta mihi,” was Ariosto’s inscription over his door in Ferrara; and who can wish to say more?
“I confess,” says Cowley, “I love littleness almost in all things. A little convenient estate, a little cheerful house, a little company, and a very little feast.” Essay vi.
When Socrates was asked why he had built for himself so small a house, “Small as it is,” he replied, “I wish I could fill it with friends.” PHAEDRUS, 1. iii. 9.
These indeed are all that a wise man would desire to assemble; “for a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.” BACON’S Essays, xxvii.
From every point a ray of genius flows!
By this means, when all nature wears a lowering countenance, I withdraw myself into the visionary worlds of art; where I meet with shining landscapes, gilded triumphs, beautiful faces, and all those other objects that fill the mind with gay ideas, &c. ADDISON.
It is remarkable that Antony, in his adversity, passed some time in a small but splendid retreat, which he called his Timonium, and from which might originate the idea of the Parisian Boudoir, that favourite apartment, ou I’on se retire pour etre seul, mais ou l’on ne boude point. STRABO, 1. xvii. PLUT, in Vit. Anton.