234 ENJOYMENT - HAPPINESS, &c. Too late I find how madly vain our toil The highest hills are miles below the sky, My life has been like summer skies When they are fair to view; BAILEY'S Festus. But there never yet were hearts or skies, Pleasure's the only noble end, MRS. L. P. SMITH. To which all human powers should tend; Gone-like a meteor, that o'er head MOORE Suddenly shines, and ere we 've said MOORE's Loves of the Angels How deep, how thorough-felt the glow Of misery's cup!-how keenly quaff'd, MOORE'S Lalla Rookh For she hath liv'd with heart and soul alive Of her soft bosom cell, and cluster there. MRS. A. B. WELBY. 235 ENTERPRISE - ENTHUSIASM. There are some hours that pass so soon, Our spell-touch'd hearts scarce know they end. May thy soul with pleasure shine, Lasting as the gloom of mine! MRS. A. B. WELBY CHARLES WOLFE. Ah Pauline! who can gaze upon thee now And watch thy cheek all beaming with delight, Nor grieve to think that thou so soon shalt know Despair, and grief, and sorrow's withering blight! J. T. WATSON. May friendship open unto you The path of peace and holy love; May life continual joys renew; May hope not too deceptive prove ;— May sweet contentment round you throw Such bliss as may be found below! J. T. WATSON. Zeal and duty are not slow; But on occasion's forelock watchful wait. BUTLER MILTON'S Paradise Regained. 236 ENVY EQUALITY. His zea. None seconded, as out of reason judg'd, Or singular and rash. MILTON'S Paradise Regained No wild enthusiast ever yet could rest, On such a theme 't were impious to be calm; CowPER. YOUNG'S Night Thoughts For virtue's self may too much zeal be had: -With all the zeal Which young and fiery converts feel, POPE BYRON'S Siege of Corinth And rash enthusiasm, in good society, BYRON'S Don Juan But faith, fanatic faith, once wedded fast Consider, man; weigh well thy frame, GAY's Fables. ERROR. Ask of thy mother earth, why oaks are made POPE'S Essay on Man Order is heaven's first law; and, this confest, 237 POPE'S Essay on Man. None but thyself can be thy parallel. To cope with thee, would be about as vain BYRON'S Don Juan. As some fierce comet of tremendous size, POLLOK's Course of Time. For mountains issue out of plains, and not BAILEY'S Festus ERROR. For he that once hath missèd the right way, The further he doth go, the further he doth stray, SPENSER'S Fairy Queen More proselytes and converts use t' accrue While truth has but one way to be i' the right. BUTLER Even so, by tasting of that fruit forbid, Where they sought knowledge, they did error find And to give passion eyes, made reason blind. DAVIES' Immortality of the Soul Truth, crush'd to earth, shall rise again: W. C. BRYANT. ESTEEM. Love is not love, When it is mingled with respects, that stand Aloof from the entire point. SHAKSPEARE. For all true love is grounded on esteem. BUCKINGHAM. O, why is gentle love A stranger to that mind, Which pity and esteem can move, LORD LYTTLETON. Take my esteem, if you on that can live; She attracts me daily with her gentle virtues, DRYDEN. JAMES A. HILLHOUSE |