4. Farewell! I've yet one solace left, which cheers my lonely hearth, And in that thought a thousand hopes are springing into birth: How beautiful the vision comes, amidst life's gath'ring cares, In shape-a champagne bottle, and a box of fine cigars! 1. The clouds consign their treasures to the fields, 2. 3. Oh night, THOMSON'S Seasons. And storm, and darkness! ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman. Far along From peak to peak, the rattling crags among, BYRON'S Childe Harold. How the giant element, From rock to rock, leaps with delirious bound! BYRON'S Childe Harold. 4. The storm howl'd madly o'er the sea, And billows, rolling fearfully, In concert with the whirlwind rang. REV. J. N. Maffit. 128 COMPANY - COMPASSION - CONCEALMENT, &c. 5. How calm, how beautiful comes on The stilly hour, when storms are gone; MOORE'S Lalla Rookh. 6. In pomp transcendant, rob'd in heav'nly dyes, Arch'd the clear rainbow round the orient skies. 7. Far on the utmost verge of that huge dome, Which rears its ether arch above the world. DR. DWIGHT. T. D. ENGLISH. 8. The sky grew darker. Soon came booming on 9. The wintry blast, COMPANY. - (See ASSOCIATES.) COMPASSION.-(See FORGIVENESS.) CONCEALMENT - SECRESY. 1. A murderous guilt shows not itself more soon Than love that would seem hid: love's night is noon. SHAKSPEARE. 2. 3. 4. She never told her love; But let concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought, Smiling at grief. I will believe Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know; And so far will I trust thee. A secret in his mouth SHAKSPEARE. SHAKSPEARE. Is like a wild bird put into a cage, 5. What torment's equal to the grief of mind, BEN JONSON. SPENSER'S Fairy Queen. 6. Search not to find what lies too deeply hid; Nor to know things whose knowledge is forbid. 7. I have a silent sorrow here, A grief I'll ne'er impart; DENHAM. It breathes no sigh, it sheds no tear, SHERIDAN. 8. And if she met him, tho' she smil'd no more, BYRON'S Don Juan. 9. In that corroding secresy, which gnaws The heart to show the effect, but not the cause. BYRON'S Lara. 10. And there were sighs, the deeper for suppression, 11. I think that all the world are grown anonymous, BYRON'S Werner. 12. In many ways does the full heart reveal The presence of the love it would conceal. COLERIDGE. 1. CONFESSION. I know not why I love this youth; and I have heard you say, 2. I blush to think what I have said SHAKSPEARE. But fate has wrested the confession from me ;- ADDISON'S Cato. 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, A. SKETON. When held to the flame, will steal out to the sight; The warmth of a meeting like this brings to light. MOORE. 5. A light comes o'er me from those looks of love, Like the first dawn of mercy from above. MOORE. 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 Yet, charming and fair as I see you, I vow That I cannot deny it-I love you! CONFIDENCE. J. T. WATSON. 1. Thy words convince me ; all my doubts are vanish'd. ÆSCHYLUS' Agamemnon. 2. Be thou as just and gracious unto me, As I am confident and kind to thee. 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. SHAKSPEARE. DRYDEN. MISS L. E. LANDON. 5. Amidst the dull cares that surround us in life, In the moments of bliss that illumine our way,- 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. SPENSER. |