CHASTITY CHEERFULNESS - MIRTH, &c.

6. And learn the luxury of doing good.

7. True charity, a plant divinely nurs'd,
Fed by the love from which it rose at first,
Thrives against hope, and, in the rudest scene,
Storms but enliven its unfading green;
Exuberant in the shadow it supplies,
Its fruit on earth, its growth above the skies.

8. The drying up a single tear has more

Of honest fame, than shedding seas of gore.

GOLDSMITH'S Traveller.

9. Unfee'd, the calls of nature she obeys, Not led by profit, nor allur'd by praise.

1.

11. The ear, inclin'd to ev'ry voice of grief,
The hand that op'd spontaneous to relief,
The heart, whose impulse stay'd not for the mind
To freeze to doubt what Charity enjoin'd,
But sprang to man's warm instinct for mankind.

10. Would'st thou from sorrow find a sweet relief,
Or is thy heart oppress'd with woe untold?
Balm would'st thou gather for corroding grief?-
Pour blessings round thee, like a shower of gold.
CARLOS WILCOX.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

CHASTITY. (See CELIBACY.)

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Cowper.

SMILE, &c.

CRABBE.

The New Timon.

SHAKSPEARE.

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CHEERFULNESS - MIRTH-SMILE, &c.

2. And therein sate a lady, fresh and fair,
Making sweet solace to herself alone;
Sometimes she sung as loud as lark in air,

Sometimes she laugh'd that nigh her breath was gone.
Yet was there not with her else any one,

That to her might move cause of merriment;
Matter of mirth enough, though there was none,
She could divine; and thousand ways invent
To feed her foolish humour and vain jolliment.
SPENSER'S Fairy Queen.

3. Which, when I saw rehears'd, I must confess,
Made my eyes water, but more merry tears
The passion of loud laughter never shed.

4. With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come,
And let my liver rather heat with wine,
Than my heart cool with mortifying gloom.

5. Fantastic, frolicsome, and wild,

With all the trinkets of a child.

SHAKSPEARE.

8. Rare compound of oddity, frolic and fun,
Who relish'd a joke, and rejoic'd in a pun.

SHAKSPEARE.

6. And the loud laugh, that spoke the vacant mind.

7. In short, so provoking a devil was Dick,

That we wish'd him full ten times a day at Old Nick;
But, missing his mirth and agreeable vein,
As often we wish'd to have Dick back again.

GOLDSMITH'S Retaliation.

COTTON.

GOLDSMITH.

9. Full well they laugh'd, with counterfeited glee,
At all his jokes, for many a joke had he.

GOLDSMITH'S Retaliation.

GOLDSMITH'S Deserted Village.

10. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray,

CHEERFULNESS - MIRTH - SMILE, &c.

12.

11. Sport, that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter, holding both his sides.

13.

As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.

Lively and gossiping,

Stor❜d with the treasures of the tattling world,
And with a spice of mirth too.

Nor purpose gay,

Amusement, dance, or song, he sternly sees,
For happiness and true philosophy
Are of the social, still, and smiling kind.

14. For ever foremost in the ranks of fun,
The laughing herald of the harmless pun.

15. Not oft to smile descendeth he, And when he does, 't is sad to see That he but mocks at misery.

17. He is so full of pleasing anecdote,

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So rich, so gay, so poignant in his wit,
Time vanishes before him as he speaks.

POPE.

MILTON.

THOMSON'S Seasons.

16. And yet, methinks, the older that one grows, Inclines us more to laugh than scold, tho' laughter Leaves us so doubly serious shortly after.

COWPER.

BYRON.

BYRON'S Giaour.

BYRON'S Beppo.

JOANNA BAILLIE.

18. Were it not worse than vain, to close our eyes
Unto the azure sky and golden light,
Because the tempest-cloud doth sometimes rise,
And glorious days must darken into night?
DOUGLAS JERROLD'S Magazine.

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19. See how the day beameth brightly before us!
Blue is the firmament, green is the earth;
Grief hath no voice in the universe chorus;

Nature is ringing with music and mirth.
Lift up thy eyes, that are looking in sadness;

Gaze! and, if beauty can rapture thy soul,
Virtue herself shall allure thee to gladness-
Gladness! philosophy's guardian and goal.

20.

CHEERFULNESS - MIRTH-SMILE, &c.

23.

From the German.

But then her face,

So lovely, yet so arch-so full of mirth,
The overflowing of an innocent heart ;-
It haunts me still, though many a year has fled,
Like some wild melody.

22. It gives to beauty half its power,

21. Light be thy heart! why should'st thou keep
Sadness within its secret cells?
Let not thine eye one tear-drop weep,
Unless that tear of rapture tells.

MRS. A. B. WELBY.

The nameless charm, worth all the rest—
The light that dances o'er a face,

And speaks of sunshine in the breast.
If beauty ne'er have set her seal,

ROGERS' Italy.

It will supply her absence too,
And many a cheek looks passing fair,
Because a merry heart shines through.

How beautiful the smile
On beauty's brow, in beauty's eye,
When not one token lingers nigh,
On lip, or eye, or cheek unbidden,
To tell of anguish vainly hidden!

J. G. WHITTIER.

24. But Oh, there is a smile, which steals
Sometimes upon the brow of care,
And, like the north's cold light, reveals
But gathering darkness there!

25. Joy, like the zephyr that flies o'er the flower,
Rippling into it fresh fairness each hour,-
Joy has wav'd o'er thee his sun-woven wing,
And dimpled thy cheek like the roses of spring.

26. Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers,

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27. A little nonsense, now and then, Is relish'd by the best of men.

And things are not what they seem.

3.

J. G. WHITTIER.

CHILDHOOD - YOUTH.

For youth no less becomes
The light and careless livery that it wears,
Than settled age his sables, and his weeds
Importing health and graveness.

MRS. OSGOOD.

H. W. LONGfellow.

2. I'll serve his youth, for youth must have its course, For being restrain'd it makes him ten times worse; His pride, his riot, all that may be nam'd,

By time's recall'd, and all his madness tam'd.

SHAKSPEARE.

The whining school-boy with his satchel,
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school.

SHAKSPEARE.

SHAKSPEARE.