PRAYER is the key of heaven, and faith the hand

that turns it.

Watson.

IN fighting with a sweep you are blackened whether

you win or lose.

A. K. H. Boyd.

YOU'LL find the friendship of the world a show,

Mere outward show; 'tis like the harlot's tears,

The statesman's promise, or false patriot's zeal-
Full of fair seeming, but delusive all.

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Savage.

OSES have thorns, and silver fountains mud, Clouds or eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lies in sweetest bud :

All men make faults.

Shakespeare.

ONSPIRACIES,

CON

Like thunder-clouds, should in a moment form,

And strike like lightning, ere the sound is heard.

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CAR

ARE keeps his watch in every old man's eye,
And where Care lodges sleep will never lie.

Shakespeare.

WHEN

WHEN true friends meet in adverse hour,
'Tis like a sunbeam through a shower;

A wat'ry ray, an instant seen,

The darkly closing clouds between.

Sir Walter Scott.

WITHIN the oyster's shell uncouth,

The purest pearl may bide :

Trust me, you'll find a heart of truth,

Within that rough outside.

Mrs. Osgood.

WIT and judgment often are at strife,

Though meant each other's aid, like man

and wife.

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HE

Who stole the livery of the court of heaven

To serve the devil in.

Pollock.

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'HE stream of grief bears hard upon his youth, And bends him like a drooping flower to earth.

Rowe.

WHAT folly can be rasher? Like our shadows,

Our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.

Young.

OF

no distemper, of no blast he died,

But fell like autumn fruit that mellowed long, Even wonder'd at because he dropt no sooner. Fate seemed to wind him up for fourscore years, Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more, Till like a clock worn out with eating time, The wheels of weary life at last stood still.

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Dryden.

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BEAUTY, like ice, our footing does betray;

Who can tread sure on the smooth slippery way
Pleased with the passage, we glide swiftly on,
And see the dangers which we cannot shun.

Dryden.

HE cast off his friends, as a huntsman his pack,

For he knew, when he pleased, he could whistle them back.

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Goldsmith.

TRUE wit is like the brilliant stone,

Dug from the Indian mine,

Which boasts two different powers in one,
To cut as well as shine.

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CONOMY in love is peace to nature, Much like economy in worldly matter; We should be prudent, never live too fast— Profusion will not, cannot always last.

Dr. Wolcot.

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HE tree of deepest root is found
Least willing still to quit the ground;
'Twas therefore said by ancient sages
That love of life increased with years,

So much, that in our later stages,
When pains grow sharp and sickness rages,
The greatest love of life appears.

Mrs. Piozzi.

CAT

'ATCH then, oh catch, the transient hour,
Improve each moment as it flies.

Life's a short summer-man a flower;
He dies-alas! how soon he dies.

Dr. Johnson.

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ONE—like a meteor, that o'erhead
Suddenly shines, and ere we've said,
Look! look how beautiful! 'tis fled!

Moore.

HOW like a queen comes forth the lovely moor

From the slow opening curtains of the clouds,

Walking in beauty to her midnight throne.

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