Man is his own star; and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man Commands all light, all influence, all fate. Nothing to him falls early, or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill,1 Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
Hide, oh, hide those hills of snow Which thy frozen bosom bears, On whose tops the pinks that grow Are of those that April wears! But first set my poor heart free, Bound in those icy chains by thee.9
Note 1. Every man hath a good and a bad angel attending on him in particular all his life long.Robert Burton: Anatomy of Melancholy, part i. sect. 2, memb. 1, subsect. 2. Burton also quotes Anthony Rusca in this connection, v. xviii. [back]
Note 2. An honest man s the noblest work of God.Alexander Pope: Essay on Man, epistle iv. line 248.Robert Burns: The Cotters Saturday Night. [back]
Note 3. Weep no more, Lady! weep no more, Thy sorrow is in vain; For violets plucked, the sweetest showers Will neer make grow again. Thomas Percy: Reliques. The Friar of Orders Gray. [back]
Scott says, This expression is a kind of common property, being the motto, we believe, of a Scottish family.Review of Gertrude, Scotts Miscellanies, vol. i. p. 153. [back]
Note 6. Naught so sweet as melancholy.Robert Burton: Anatomy of Melancholy. Authors Abstract. [back]
Note 7. The following well-known catch, or glee, is formed on this song:
He who goes to bed, and goes to bed sober, Falls as the leaves do, and dies in October; But he who goes to bed, and goes to bed mellow, Lives as he ought to do, and dies an honest fellow. [back]