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9. His precepts inculcated the purest and most perfect morality ; his discourses were full of dignity and wisdom, yet intelligible and clear; his parables conveyed instruction in the most pleasing, familiar, and impressive manner; and his answers to the many insidious questions that were put to him, showed uncommon quickness of conception, soundness of judgment, and presence of mind; compietely bafiled all the artifices and malice of his eneinies; and enabled him to elude all the snares that were laid for hiin.
10. From this short and imperfect sketch of our Savior's character, it is evident that he was, beyond comparison, the wisest and the most virtuous person that ever appeared in the world.
BEILBY, BISHOP OF LONDON.
SELECT SENTENCES AND PARAGRAPHS.
Improvement of time. "DEFER not till to-morrow to be wise ; To-morrow's sun to thee may never rise.
If good we plant not, vice will fill the place ;
And rankest weeds the richest soils deface.
The noblest art.
Indulge the true ambition to excel
In that best art,--the art of living well.
Life a state of trial.
In its true light, this transient life regard :
This is a state of trial, not reward.
Happiness, domestic. For genuine happiness we need not roam ; 'Tis doubtless found with little, and at home
Virtue and vice progressive.
The human heart ne'er knows a state of rest;
Bad leads to worse, and better tends to best.
Be humble ; learn thyself to scan :
Know, pride was never made for man.
Contentment is happiness.
Could wealth our happiness augment ?
What can she give beyond content ?
Virtue altogether lovely.
Virtue is amiable, mild, serene :
Without, all beauty; and all peace within.
The faults of our neighbor's with freedom we blame,
But tax not ourselves tho' we practise the same.
Candor and forgiveness.
-How noble 'tis to own a fault !
How gen'rous and divine to forgive it!
Troubles from ourselves. 'Tis to ourselves, indeed, we chiefly owe The multitude of poignant griefs we feel.
Nor love thy life, nor hate ; but what thou liv'st,
Live well; how long or short, permit to Heav'n,
The man of pure and simple heart,
Through life disdains a double part.
He never needs the screen of lies
His inward bosom to disguise.
Best use of riches.
When wealth to virtuous hands is giv'n,
It blesses like the dews of Heav'n :
Like heav'n it hears the orphans' cries;
And wipes the tears from widows' eyes.
Choice of friends.
Who friendship with a knave has made,
Is judg’d a partner in the trade.
'Tis thus, that on the choice of friends
Our good or evil name depends,
_'Tis our part,
As Christians, to forget the wrongs we feel ;
To pardon trespasses ; our very foes
To love and cherish ; to do good to all ;
Live peaceably; and be, in all our acts,
Wise as the serpent, gentle as the dove.
Hope in affliction.
Shall we pine, And be dishearten’d with a day of grief, When the same hand which brought affliction on Retains its pow'r, and can with equal ease, Remove it?
Folly of envy. Can you
discern another's mind ? Why is't you envy ? Envy's blind. Tell envy, when she would annoy, That thousands want what you enjoy.
I sigh not for beauty, nor languish for wealth ;
But grant me, kind Providence, virtue and health;
Then, richer than kings, and more happy than they,
My days shall pass sweetly and swiftly away.
In other men we faults can spy,
And blame the mote that dims their eye ;
Each little speck and blemish find,
To our own stronger errors blind.-
Ere we remark another's sin,
Let our own conscience look within.
Ungovernd wrath, and fell resentment fly :
They rend the soul, as tempests rend the sky.
Shun peevish humors : they corrode the breast,
And cloud the brow; are childish at the best.
Learn to control your tongue, that restless thing :
Of mischief oft and shame the fatal spring.
Inscription on a sun dial.
Mark well my shade, and seriously attend
The silent lesson of a common friend :
Since time and life speed hastily away,
And no one can recal the former day.
Improve each fleeting hour before 'tis past;
And know, each fleeting hour may be thy last.
Source of true happiness.
The happiness of human kind
Consists in rectitude of mind,
A will subdued to reason's sway,
And passions practis'd to obey ;
and a generous heart,
Refin'd from selfishness and art ;
Patience which mocks at fortune's pow'r
And wisdom neither sad nor sour.
Love to God produces love to men.
Let gratitude in acts of goodness flow;
Our love to God, in love to man below.
Be this our joy-to calm the troubled breast,
Support the weak, and succor the distrest;
Direct the wand'rer, dry the widow's tear ;
The orphan guard, the sinking spirits cheer.
Though small our pow'r to act, though mean our skill,
God sees the heart; he judges by the will.
Men mutually helpful.
Nature expects mankind should share
The duties of the public care.
Who's born to sloth ? To some we find
The ploughshare's annual toil assign'd.
Some at the sounding anvil glow:
Some swift the sliding shuttle throw:
Some, studious of the wind and tide,
From pole to pole, our commerce guide :
While some, with genius more refind,
With head and tongue assist mankind.
Thus, aiming at one common end,
Each proves to all a needful friend.
To bless, is to be blest.
When young, what honest triumph flush'd my breast;
This truth once known: To bless is to be blest!
I led the bending beggar on his way;
(Bare were his feet, his tresses silver gray ;)
Sooth'd the keen pangs his aged spirit felt,
And on his tale with mute attention dwelt.