Life.-Dryden. WHEN I consider Life, 'tis all a cheat; Yet, fool'd with Hope men favour the deceit Lies worse, and, while it says, we shall be blest, Life.-Byron. GRIEF should be the instructor of the wise; Life. - Burns. LIFE! how pleasant is thy morning, Like school-boys, at th' expected warning, We wander there, we wander here, We eye the Rose upon the brier, Among the leaves; And though the puny wound appear, Short while it grieves. Life.-Shakspeare. THERE's nothing in this World can make me joy: Life is as tedious as a twice-told Tale Life.-Young. L1 IFE'S little stage is a small eminence, Inch-high the grave above: that home of man, Where dwells the multitude: we gaze around; We read their Monuments; we sigh; and while We sigh, we sink; and are what we deplored; Lamenting r lamented, all our lot! Life. Thomson. EVEN so luxurious men, unheeding, pass HOW must a spirit, late escaped from Earth, OH, vain world's glory, and unsteadfast state, Of all that lives on face of sinful Earth! Which from their first until their utmost date Taste no one hour of Happiness or Mirth, But like as at the ingate of their birth, They crying creep out of their mother's womb, So wailing back go to their woeful Tomb. Life. Byron. E are fools of Time and Terror: days WE Steal on us and steal from us; yet we live, Life.- Spenser. And thousand perills which them still awate, That every houre they knocke at Deathe's gate? And he that happie seemes and leaste in payne, Yet is as nigh his End as he that most doth playne. Life.-Shakspeare. TO-MORROW, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Life.-Spenser. AFTER long storms and tempests overblowne, The Sunne at length his joyous face doth cleare: So when as Fortune all her spight hath showne, Some blissful hours at last must needes appeare; Else should afflicted wights ofttimes despeire. Do wrong to none Life.Shakspeare. LOVE all, trust a few, be able for thine Enemy Rather in power, than use; and keep thy Friend Under thy own life's key; be check'd for Silence, But never tax'd for Speech. Life. Young. THE world's infectious; few bring back at eve Life. Thomson. THE human race are sons of Sorrow born; And each must have his portion. Vulgar minds Refuse, or crouch beneath their load; the Brave Bear theirs without repining. Life.-Spenser. SUCH is the weaknesse of all mortall Hope; Life. Cowper. ASK what is Human Life-the Sage replies, Life. - Keats. FOUR seasons fill the measure of the year: There are four seasons in the Mind of man: Spring's honey'd cud of youthful thought he loves To ruminate, and by such dreaming high Is nearest unto Heaven: quiet coves His soul hath in its Autumn, when his wings The King's Life. Shakspeare. With all the strength and armour of the Mină, To keep itself from 'noyance; but much more That Spirit, upon whose weal depend and rest The lives of many. The cease of Majesty Dies not alone; but, like a gulf, doth draw What's near it, with it: it is a massy wheel, Fix'd on the summit of the highest mount, To whose huge spokes ten thousand lesser things Are mortised and adjoin'd; which, when it falls, Each small annexment, petty consequence, Attends the boist'rous ruin. Never alone Did the King sigh, but with a general Groan Light.- Milton. HAIL holy Light, offspring of Heaven first born, Or of the eternal co-eternal beam, May I express thee unblamed? since God is light, Dwelt from Eternity, dwell then in thee, Light. - Milton. BEFORE the Sun, Before the Heavens thou wert, and at the voice The rising world of Waters dark and deep Celestial Light.- Shakspeare. ANGELS are bright still, though the brightest fell: Listening. Colton. WERL we as eloquent as Angels, yet should we please some Men, some Women, and some Children much more by listening than by talking. Literature. — Anon. LITERARY Dissipation is no less destructive of sympathy with the living world, than sensual Dissipation. Mere Întellect is as hard-hearted and as heart-hardening as mere Sense; and the union of the two, when uncontrolled by the Conscience, and without the softening, purifying influences of the moral affections, is all that is requisite to produce the diabolical ideal of our Nature. Nor is there any repugnance in either to coalesce with the other: witness Iago, Tiberius, Borgia. Literature. — Prescott. THE triumphs of the warrior are bounded by the narrow theatre of his own age; but those of a Scott or a Shakspeare will be renewed with greater and greater lustre in ages yet unborn, when the victorious chieftain shall be forgotten, or shall live only in the song of the minstrel and the page of the chronicler. Living. — Addison. THE man who will live above his present circumstances, is in great danger of living in a little time much beneath them. Living well. - Fuller. HE lives long that lives well; and Time misspent, is not lived, but lost. Besides, God is better than his promise if he takes from him a long lease, and gives him a Freehold of a better value. Living well. Seneca. IT is the bounty of Nature that we live, but of Philosophy that we live well; which is, in truth, a greater benefit than Life itself. |