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She never told her love;
Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought,
I will believe
Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know;
A secret in his mouth
7. I have a silent sorrow here,
A grief I'll ne'er impart;
It breathes no sigh, it sheds no tear,
5. What torment's equal to the grief of mind, And pining anguish hid in gentle heart, That inly feeds itself with thought unkind,
And nourishes its own consuming smart? SPENSER'S Fairy Queen. 6. Search not to find what lies too deeply hid; Nor to know things whose knowledge is forbid.
9. In that corroding secresy, which gnaws
The heart to show the effect, but not the cause.
8. And if she met him, tho' she smil'd no more,
10. And there were sighs, the deeper for suppression, And stolen glances, sweeter for the theft, And burning blushes, tho' for no transgression, Tremblings when met, and restlessness when left. BYRON'S Don Juan. 11. I think that all the world are grown anonymous, Since no one cares to tell us what he's call'd.
12. In many ways does the full heart reveal The presence of the love it would conceal.
I know not why
I love this youth; and I have heard you say,
2. I blush to think what I have said
But fate has wrested the confession from me ;—
3. Well did I mark the new-born passion grow, Which my heart beat responsive at perceiving.
4. As letters some hand has invisibly trac'd,
When held to the flame, will steal out to the sight;
The warmth of a meeting like this brings to light.
5. A light comes o'er me from those looks of love, Like the first dawn of mercy from above.
CONFIDENCE-CONSCIENCE - DUTY.
6. I admit you are handsome, but still, I should guess,
I've heard you call'd charming,-but you must confess
You think me the slave of your charms ;—I allow
2. Be thou as just and gracious unto me, As I am confident and kind to thee.
J. T. WATSON.
1. Thy words convince me; all my doubts are vanish'd. ESCHYLUS' Agamemnon.
3. Let mutual joy our mutual trust combine, And love, and love-born confidence, be thine!
4. Thou know'st how fearless is my trust in thee. MISS L. E. LANDON.
5. Amidst the dull cares that surround us in life,-
Or thrill'd with delight at the scenes we survey,-
J. T. WATSON.
CONSCIENCE - DUTY.
1. Whiles trembling horror did his conscience daunt, And hellish anguish did his soul assail.
2. A peace
* CONSCIENCE - DUTY.
above all other dignities,
A still and quiet conscience.
3. My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
5. Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; The thief doth fear each bush an officer.
4. Oh! I have past a miserable night!
So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights,
6. Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just; And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
Leave her to heaven,
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
Now conscience wakes despair,
Worse, if worse deeds, worse sufferings must ensue.
9. He that has light within his own clear breast,
10. Why should not conscience have vacation,
"Tis ever thus
With noble minds; if chance they slide to folly,
12. Here, here it lies; a lump of lead by day; And in my short, distracted, nightly slumbers, The hag that rides my dreams.
15. Knowledge or wealth to few are given,
Nor wealth nor knowledge grant the boon,
13. One self-approving hour whole years outweighs
POPE'S Essay on Man. 14. He's arm'd without, that's innocent within.
16. Oh conscience! conscience! man's most faithful friend,