Hast thou talked with the blessed, of leading on Evening and morn hast thou watch'd the bee Hast thou gone with the traveller Thought afar, From pole to pole, and from star to star? Thou hast but on ocean, earth, or sea, The heart of a mother has gone with thee. There is not a grand inspiring thought, And ever since earth began, that look To win them back from the love they prize, There are teachings on earth, and sky, and air, EMILY TAYLOR. It is very doubtful, if in any department of human operations, real kindness ever compromised real dignity. LOCKHART. PAST and future, are the wings On whose support, harmoniously conjoin'd SHUN delays, they breed remorse; Take thy time, while time is lent thee; Creeping snails have weakest force, Fly their fault, lest thou repent thee. Good is best, when soonest wrought, Ling'ring labours come to nought. Hoist up sail while gale doth last, Tide and wind stay no man's pleasure: Time wears all his locks before, Take thou hold upon his forehead; When he flies he turns no more, And behind his scalp is naked. Works adjourn'd have many stays; Long demurs breed new delays. Y Seek thy salve while sore is green, Often sought, scarce ever chancing, SOUTHWELL. PHILOSOPHY is a Goddess, whose head is indeed in Heaven, but whose feet are upon Earth. She attempts more than she accomplishes, and promises more than she performs. She can teach us to hear of the calamities of others with magnanimity; but it is Religion only, that can teach us to bear our own with resignation. COLTON. COME, RESIGNATION, with uplifted brow, Come, for 'tis thine to soothe the Mourner's smart, BEATTIE. FAME, they tell you, is air: but without air there is no life for any; without fame there is none for the best. LANDOR. MODERATION learn, Which, like the stealing touch of gentle time GLOVER. LEARNING is like a river, whose head being far in the land, is, at first rising, little, and easily viewed ; but still as you go, it gapeth with a wider bank; not without pleasure and delightful winding; while it is on both sides set with trees, and the beauties of various flowers. But still the farther you follow it, the deeper and the broader it is; till at last it enwaves itself in the unfathomed ocean. There you see more water, but no shore, no end of that liquid, fluid vastness. In many things we may sound Na ture in the shallows of her revelations. We may trace her to her second causes; but beyond them, we meet with nothing but the puzzle of the soul, and the dazzle of the mind's dim eyes. FELTHAM. QUIET to quick bosoms is a hell: there is a fire And motion of the soul which will not dwell In its own narrow being, but aspire Beyond the fitting medium of desire; Their breath is agitation, and their life BYRON. THE debt which a man of liberal education owes to the great minds of former ages is incalculable. They have guided him to truth. They have filled his mind with noble and graceful images. They have stood by him in all vicissitudes, comforters in sorrow, nurses in sickness, companions in solitude. These friendships are exposed to no danger from the |