52 53 54 55 Hope like the glimmering taper's light and still as darker grows the night, THE GRACE OF GOD O. GOLDSMITH THE mistie clouds that fall somtime THE and ouercast the skyes are like to troubles of our time which do but dymme our eyes. EPITAPH G. GASCOIGNE FORGIVE, blest shade, the tributary tear that mourns thy exit from a world like this; forgive the wish that would have kept thee here, and staid thy progress to the seats of bliss. No more confined to groveling scenes of night, no more a tenant pent in mortal clay, now should we rather hail thy glorious flight and trace thy journey to the realms of day. O TO MEMORY MEMORY! thou fond deceiver, still importunate and vain, to former joys recurring ever and turning all the past to pain: thou like the world th' oppress'd oppressing, and he who wants each other blessing MODESTY OF GENIUS ANON. O. GOLDSMITH S streams that run o'er golden mines with modest murmur glide, nor seem to know the wealth that shines 56 57 58 So veiled beneath a simple guise thy radiant genius shone, and that which charmed all other eyes LOSS OF FRIENDS S those we love decay, we die in part; As T. MOORE string after string is severed from the heart; till loosened life no more than breathing clay without one pang is glad to fall away. Unhappy he who latest feels the blow, whose eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low, COLUMBUS J. THOMSON TILL steer on, brave heart! though witlings laugh at thy emprize, and though the helmsmen drop weary and nerveless their hands; westward, westward still! there land must emerge to the vision; there it lies in its light, dear to the eye of thy mind; trust in the power that guides: press on o'er the convex of ocean : what thou seekst-were it not-yet it would rise from the wave. Nature with Genius holds a pact that is fixt and eternal: all which is promised by this, that never fails to perform. W. WHEWELL from Schiller TRUE RICHES ΠΛΟΥΤΟΣ ὁ τῆς ψυχῆς πλοῦτος μόνος ἐστὶν ἀληθής· εἰ δέ τις ἐν ψήφοις κατατήκεται, ἄλλον ἐπ' ἄλλῳ οὗτος ὁποία μέλισσα πολυτρήτοις ἐνὶ σίμβλοις LVCIANVS 59 60 UPON A MAID THAT DIED THE DAY SHE WAS ΟΥ γάμον ἀλλ ̓ Αίδαν ἐπινυμφίδιον Κλεαρίστα ἄρτι γὰρ ἑσπέριοι νύμφας ἐπὶ δικλίσιν ἄχουν SE A REFLECTION AT SEA MELEAGER EE how beneath the moonbeam's smile and murmuring then subsides to rest! 61 62 PEACE T. MOORE WHIL HILE hunters bold ride homeward with the spoil; while mowers laugh, while reapers sing and toil; O, would'st thou change the flowing songs of peace WE THE DEATH-BED F. TENNYSON WE watched her breathing through the night, as in her breast the wave of life kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seemed to speak, so slowly moved about, as we had lent her half our powers Our very hopes belied our fears, our fears our hopes belied; we thought her dying when she slept, But when the morn came dim and sad her quiet eyelids closed-she had 65 OY! ere the cares of life lie dim BOY! on thy young spirit's wings, now in thy morn forget not Him from whom each pure thought springs. So, in the onward vale of tears when strength hath bowed to evil years LOCAL ATTACHMENT. S the fond bird through night and morn where dreams of bliss I once enjoyed, 66 67 68 69 THE HARM OF LIBERTY IRDS that are long in cages aw'd, if they get out, awhile will roam; but straight want skill to live abroad, then pine and hover near their home. And to the ocean rivers run from being pent in banks of flowers; not knowing that the exhaling sun will send them back in weeping showers. SIR W. D'AVENANT TO GOD ON HIS SICKNESSE WHAT though my harp and violl be both hung upon the willow-tree? R. HERRICK MISFORTUNE THE SCHOOL OF FORTITUDE H E shall not dread Misfortune's angry mien, nor feebly sink beneath her tempest rude, whose soul hath learned, through many a trying scene, to smile at fate and suffer unsubdued. In the rough school of billows, clouds and storms, thus Fate's dread ire by many a conflict forms THE OAK F. HEMANS UNBENDING 'midst the wintry skies rears the firm oak his vigorous form, Then severed from his native shore, F. HEMANS |