Honest love, honest sorrow,

Honest work for the day, honest hope for the morrow Are these worth nothing more than the hand they make weary, The heart they have saddened, the life they leave dreary? Hush! The sevenfold heavens to the voice of the spirit Echo: "He that overcometh shall all things inherit." Owen Meredith, Memory and hope are set like stars above the soul-the one shining dimly through the twilight of the past, the other lighting the pathway of the future.

The pebble in the streamlet scant

Has turned the course of many a river.
The dewdrop on the lowly plant

Has warped the giant oak forever.

Many flowers unfold their petals to the sun, but only one follows it constantly. My heart, be then, the sunflower; not only revealed to thy God, but obedient to his influence. Jean Paul.

Not all the heralds rake from coffined clay, Nor florid prose, nor honeyed lines of rhyme, Can blazon evil deeds, or consecrate a crime. Byron. All of nature's works are a part of the perfection of a plan. She makes no mistakes, creates no vacancy, and guesses at nothing. Josh Billings. There ne'er was delusion more constantly shown, Than that wealth every charm of existence can buy; As long as love, friendship, and truth are life's own, All hearts may be happy if all hearts will try.

Charles Swain. The secret of oratory lies, not in saying new things, but in saying things with a certain power that moves the hearers.

George Eliot.

Sound, sound the clarion! fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.

Scott.

Truth being founded upon a rock, you must boldly dig to see its foundation without fear of destroying the edifice; but falsehood, being laid on the sand, if you examine its foundation you cause it to fall.

That thou mayst injure no man, dove-like be,
And serpent-like that none may injure thee.

Owen.

"Tis knowledge gained on every hand
Which forms the wisdom of the land;
While jokes and nonsense now and then
Are relished by the best of men.

The aim of education is to show how to think.
Ah! well I mind me of the days,

Still bright in memory's flattering rays,
When all was bright and new;

When knaves were only found in books,

And friends were known by friendly looks,

And love was always true.

Beattie.

John G. Saxe.

A crown does not cure the headache, nor a golden slipper

the gout.

Each age of man new fashions doth invent;

Things which are old young men do not esteem;
What pleased our fathers doth not us content;
What flourished then we out of fashion deem.
The longest life is but a parcel of moments.
Oh, what a glory doth this world put on
For him who, with a fervent heart, goes forth
Under the bright and glorious sky, and looks
On duties well performed and days well spent.
For him the wind, ay, and the yellow leaves
Shall have a voice, and give him eloquent teachings.

Longfellow.

We wish for more in life, rather than more of it.

Jean Ingelow.

Nature has cast me in so soft a mould
That but to hear a story, feigned for pleasure,
Of some sad lover's death, moistens my eyes,
And robs me of my manhood.

Men apt to promise are apt to forget.

Dryden.

Alas! the joys that fortune brings

Are trifling, and decay;

And those who prize the trifling things

Goldsmith.

More trifling still than they.

Abundance, like want, ruins many.

In human works, though labored on with pain

A thousand movements scarce one purpose gain;

In God's one single can its ends produce,
Yet serves to second too some other use.

Pope.

Those are the most honorable who are the most useful.

Nothing noble, nothing great,

The world has ever known,
But began a seed of thought

By some generous nature sown.

A man in a passion rides a mad horse.

It often falls in course of common life

That right long time is overborne of wrong,
Through avarice, or power, or guile, or strife,
Which weakens that, and makes this power strong.
Spenser.

Draw not thy bow before thy arrow be fixed.

Grant this, we pray Thee, that all they who read
Or utter noble thoughts may make them theirs,
And thank God for them, to the betterment
Of their succeeding life.

When a fox preaches beware of your geese.
Oh for a lodge in some vast wilderness,—
Some boundless contiguity of shade,
Where rumor of oppression and deceit

Might never reach me more! My ear is pained,
My soul is sick, with every day's report

Bailey.

Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled. Couper.

To me the world's an open book
Of sweet and pleasant poetry;
I read it in the running brook
That sings its way towards the sea,
It whispers in the leaves of trees,
The swelling grain, the waving grass,
And in the cool, fresh evening breeze
That crisps the wavelets as they pass.

Geo. P. Morris.

Arrowsmith.

Sharp wits, like sharp knives, often cut their owner's fin

gers.

A glorious tree is the old gray cak:
He has stood for a thousand years,
He has stood and frowned

On the trees around,

Like a king among his peers.

George Hill.

Every man's experience of to-day is that he was a fool

yesterday and the day before yesterday. To-morrow he will

most likely be of exactly the same opinion.

Charles Mackay.

The Germans sleep between two beds, and, it is related, that an Irish traveler, upon finding a feather bed thus laid over him, took it into his head that the people slept in strata, one upon the other, and said to the attendant,“ Will you be kind enough to tell the gentleman who is to sleep above me to make haste and get to bed, as I wish to get to sleep."

On a remarkably hot summer's day, a man, thinly dressed, sat down while in a violent perspiration, and was cautioned against catching cold. "Catch it!" said he, wiping his face, "I wish I could catch it."

Fletcher, Bishop of Nismes, was the son of a tallow chandler. A proud duke once endeavored to mortify the prelate, by saying, at a levee, that he smelt of tallow; to which the bishop replied: "My lord, I am the son of a chandler, it is true, and if your lordship had been you would have remained so all the days of your life."

An apothecary who used to pride himself on his knowledge of drugs, asserted that all bitter things were hot. "Indeed!" said a gentleman present, "what think you of a bitter cold day?"

A Leicestershire farmer, who had never seen a silver fork, had some soup handed to him at a dinner. He found that no spoon was laid by his plate. Lifting the fork, and twirling it in his fingers for sometime, he called the waiter, and requested him to bring a silver spoon without any slits in it.

A lady after performing, with the most brilliant execution, a sonata on the piano-forte, in the presence of Dr. Johnson, turned to the philosopher, and asked him if he was fond of music. "No, madam," replied the doctor, "but of all noises I think music is the least disagreeable."

A French officer having just arrived at the court of Vienna, and the empress hearing that he had the day before been in company with a great lady, asked him if it were true that she was the most handsome princess of her time. "Ithought so yesterday, madam," answered the officer, with great gallantry.

Moliere was asked, why in some countries, the King may assume the crown when fourteen years old, and cannot marry until eighteen. "Because it is more difficult to rule a wife than a kingdom," was his reply.

Dominico, the harlequin, going to see Louis XIV at supper, fixed his eyes on a dish of partridges. The king, who was fond of his acting, said, "Give that dish to Dominico." "And the partridges, too, sire?" Louis, penetrating into the artfulness of the question, replied, “And the partridges too." The dish was of gold.

Admiral Duncan's address to the officers who came on board his ship for instructions, previous to the engagement with Admiral de Winter, was both laconic and humorous: "Gentlemen, you see a severe Winter approaching; I have only to advise you to keep up a good fire.”

A gentleman entered the room of Dr. Barton, the warden of Merton College, and told him that Dr. Vowel was dead. "What!" said he, “Dr. Vowel dead! thank heaven it was neither U nor I."

Curran was once arguing in Chancery before Lord Clare, who was seated on the bench caressing a Newfoundland dog, and apparently ignoring Curran's presence. At last Curran stopped speaking. The Judge said: "Go on, Mr. Curran." Curran replied: "I beg a thousand pardons, I really thought your lordship was employed in consultation."

A soldier was wounded in the knee. After the surgeons had cut and carved for some time, the Count asked why they made so many incisions. They said they were looking for the ball. "Why," said the soldier, “I have it in my pocket.”

Talleyrand had an inquisitive servant, whom the Prince saw open a private letter of his. The next day he sent another letter by the servant, containing a postscript: "You may send a verbal answer by bearer, he has taken the caution to read this before delivery."

A minister making a pastoral call at a house, where the children were kept pretty quiet on Sunday, was confidentially told by one of the girls, that she would like to be a minister. "Why?" said the gratified, but somewhat puzzled shepherd. "So I could holler on Sunday," was the reply.

When the great picture of the Court of Death was exhibited in Boston, a ticket was sent to the Rev. Dr. Osgood, to admit the bearer to the Court of Death. The old gentleman was literally confounded, not having heard of the painting. "I expected to go before long, but I was not prepared for so abrupt a summons," said he.