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He, the world's Redeemer asks thee
Now to trust the unchanging One.
G.–The excesses of our youth are drafts upon our old age, payable with interest about thirty years after date.
G.–The longing for ignoble things,
The strife for triumph, more than truth,
All thoughts of ill-all evil deeds
That have their root in thought of ill,
The action of the nobler will !
All these must first be trampled down
Beneath your feet, if you would gain
L.-Of nothing—if you do not stray
From Truth's secure, unerring way,
Where no delights decoy,
Your tears be tears of joy.
Life's "common blessings !" In this chequered scene,
How little gratitude ascends to God ! Is it in truth a privilege so mean
To wander with free frootsteps o'er the sod,
See various blossoms paint the valley clod,
A miracle as great as Aaron's rod !
G.-Here nothing strikes the eye but sights of bliss,
All various nature pressing on the heart,
L.-Oh! none shall have a better home,
Or brighter lot than thine,
Or gems that brighter shine;
Where'er thy steps appear;
And May last all the year!
Dryden. Embarked upon life's summer sea
Its bright skies beaming o'er thee, There's many a woe thou dream'st not of,
And peril spread before thee. Life is a voyage deeply fraught
With dangers, cares, and sorrow, Where, though our sun be bright to-day,
'Tis clouded on the morrow. Oh! may the happy lot be thine
To shun the syren--Pleasure, Though o'er the craggy cliff sublime
She sing to sweetest measure; Dashed on her rocks full many a bark
With buoyant hopes hath perished, And many a “Bonny Boat” gone
down With treasures fondly cherished. But there's a star which brightly shines
O'er life's tempestuous ocean, Religion is its sacred name,
'Tis lighted by devotion. On this the Christian mariner
Casts his untiring vision, For 'tis to him the polar star
That guides to bliss Elysian.
you would learn to dissipate the band
Of huge and threat’ning difficulties dire,
His soul appall, and damp his rising fire,
Exert that noblest privilege alone
L.-To do is to succeed, if fight
Is waged in Heaven's approving sight,
There is nothing in the world really beneficial that does not lie within the reach of an informed understanding and a well directed pursuit. There is nothing that God has judged good for us, that he has not given us the means to accomplish, both in the natural and the moral world. If we cry like children for the moon, like children we must cry on.
To do it yourself will give no offence,
G.–Naught shines so bright in beauty's eyes
As a cold fearless gallant bearing,
The fairest would his fate be sharing.
L.-Thou wouldst be loved! Then let thy heart
From its present pathway part not!
Be nothing which thou art not.
Thy grace, thy more than beauty,
E. A. Poe.
G.–Love well thou knowest no partnership allows,
L.-For awhile you were his goddess, but now that his eyes are opened, the divinity is all gone, and you seem to him naught but an every day woman.
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G.–Of the cups that cheer, but do not inebriate.
Cowper. L.-Though he reads not, and thinks not, at least he can
dress, Thus showing, you know, where he looks for success :