Or 'midst the darksome wonders In every varied station, Is still to follow thee !- Then oft' in visions fleeting, And tell a joyful story Of some new world to come, May call the wanderer home. DR. CLARKE. No man despises honour, but he that despairs of it. THE language of reason unaccompanied by kindness will often fail of making an impression; it has no effect on the understanding, because it touches not the heart. The language of kindness, unassociated with reason, will frequently be unable to persuade; because, though it may gain upon the affections, it wants that which is necessary to convince the judgment; but let reason and kindness be united in a discourse, and seldom will even pride or prejudice find it easy to resist. GISBORNE. WHEN from the heart where sorrow sits And clouds the brow, or fills the eye: And droop within their silent cell. BYRON. THE dicta of a man of genius and sincerity are invaluable; the arguments of a wit only shine to lead astray: we may have been exhilarated for a moment, but we quit them abased and comfortless, as if nothing was fixed, and as if wisdom and truth were but empty names. EGERTON BRYDGES. As streams that run o'er golden mines, Nor seem to know the wealth that shines So, veil'd beneath a simple guise, And that which charm'd all other eyes, MOORE. WEALTH is a relative thing. The positively rich are not those who have the largest possessions, but those who have the fewest vain or selfish desires, whose resources are in their own minds, and require not the stimulus of spending money to rouse them to enjoy ment. I CARE not, Fortune, what you me deny, Through which Aurora shows her bright'ning face; You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve; Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave. THOMSON. RIDICULE is the weapon of all others most feared by enthusiasts of every description, and which, from its predominance over such minds, often checks what is absurd, and often smothers that which is noble. WALTER SCOTT. NOTHING is a misery Unless our weakness apprehend it so : As it makes us to others. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER. A MAN, of great talents, who is prevented from being useful to society by poverty or injustice, is like an eagle caught in a mole-trap. He expands his wings, and strains his neck only to injure himself by useless flutterings to escape from his trammels, and wastes his best energies in vainly struggling with misfortune. HEADSTRONG, determined in his own career, DRYDEN. MY BIRTH-DAY. "My birth-day"!-what a different sound "He would do all that he had done!" That cross'd my path-way for his star! |