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REGARD the world with cautious eye,
Nor raise your expectation high.

See that the balanced scales be such
You neither fear, nor hope too much;
For disappointment's not the thing,
'Tis pride and passion point the sting:
Life is a sea where storms must rise,
'Tis folly talks of cloudless skies;
He who contracts his swelling sail
Eludes the fury of the gale.

THE present is a point to which but little thought appertains, while the mind hovers backwards and forwards between the past and the future, expanding the store of its regret upon the one, and wasting all its wishes upon the other.

JAMES.

No human quality is so well wove

In warp and woof, but there's some flaw in it:
I've known a brave man fly a shepherd's cur;
A wise man so demean him, drivelling idiocy
Had well nigh been ashamed on't. For your crafty,
Your worldly-wise man, he, above the rest,

Weaves his own snares so fine, he's often caught in

them.

REPENTANCE,

A salve, a comfort, and a cordial;

He that hath her, the keys of Heaven hath;
This is the guide, this is the port, the path.

DRAYTON.

LITTLE does he know of human nature, and less of gospel charity, who expects to root out the prejudices either of individuals or societies by unkindness, to extinguish animosity by violence, or a spirit of revenge by want of confidence.

BISHOP WATSON.

THE joys of life are heighten'd by a friend;
The woes of life are lessen'd by a friend;
In all the cares of life, we by a friend
Assistance find-Who'd be without a friend?

WANDESFORD.

NOT sunk in sloth, nor hating human-kind,
But to their service dedicated more,

The book of nature open to my view,

With care I would explore the wondrous work;
There read the dictates of th' Almighty mind,
By his own hand exprest, in characters

Thro' the whole fair creation legible,

In every tongue and land.—A solemn institute
Of laws eternal, whose unalter'd page

No time can change, no copier can corrupt.

Science and virtue my sole contemplation,
I'll leave this biass'd, busy world to turn
On its two stated poles of fraud and folly.

BELLER.

THE gentle mind by gentle deeds is known;
For a man by nothing is so well bewraid
As by his manners; in which plain is shown
Of what degree, and what race he is grown.

SPENSER.

THERE are no obstructions more fatal to fortune than pride and resentment. The resentment of a poor man is like the efforts of an harmless insect to sting; it may get him crushed, but cannot defend him.

GOLDSMITH.

WHEN fortune, or the Gods afflict mankind
Compassion to the miserable is due:
But when we suffer what we may prevent,
At once we forfeit pity and esteem.

HIGGON.

GREATNESS, thou gaudy torment of our souls,
The wise man's fetter, and the rage of fools.

OTWAY.

GUILT is the source of sorrow,

'tis the fiend,

Th' avenging fiend, that follows us behind
With whips and stings.

ROWE.

It is material to the preservation of friendship, that openness of temper and manners on both hands be cultivated. Nothing more certainly dissolves friendship than the jealousy which arises from darkness or concealment. If your situation oblige you to take a different side from your friend, do it openly. Avow your conduct, and your motives.

PAST sorrows, let us moderately lament them; For those to come, seek wisely to prevent them.

WEBSTER.

PRAISES seldom vegetate on the tomb: if they do, they strike root downwards, and bear but little fruit to those who plant them.

HE that once

Falls in his own opinion, falls indeed!
But he, that's conscious of his virtue, stands
Unmov'd the pressure of an adverse world.

To Woman, whose best books are human hearts,
Wise Heaven a genius less profound imparts;
His awful, hers is lovely; his should tell
How thunderbolts, and her's how roses fell.
Her rapid mind decides, while his debates;
She feels a truth that he but calculates.
He, provident, averts approaching ill;
She, snatches present good with ready skill.
That active perseverance his, which gains,
And her's, that passive patience which sustains.
BARRETT.

TRUTH, though sometimes clad

In painful lustre, yet is always welcome;
Dear as the light, that shows the lurking rock,
'Tis the fair star that, ne'er into the main
Descending, leads us late thro' stormy life.

THOMSON.

OH! how this tyrant Doubt torments my breast! My thoughts, like birds when frighted from their rest, Around the place where all was hush'd before, Flutter, and hardly flutter, and hardly settle any more.

THE greatest friend of Truth is time: her greatest enemy is Prejudice; and her constant companion is humility.

COLTON.

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