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GOLD-WEALTH &c.

Still to be rich is still to be unhappy;
Still to be envied, hated, and abus'd;
Still to collect new lawsuits, new vexations.
And hoard up riches for a thriftless heir.
Let me be light in purse, and light in heart;
Give me small means, but give content withal;
And I'll be thankful for my poverty.

CUMBERLAND's Philemon

Thou more than stone of the philosopher!
Thou touchstone of philosophy herself!
Thou bright eye of the mine! Thou load-star of
The soul! Thou true magnetic pole, to which
All hearts point duly north, like trembling needles!

Had I but pearls of price-did golden pills
Of hoarded wealth swell in my treasury,
Easy I'd win the fawning flatterer's smiles,
And bend the sturdiest stoic's iron knee.

Think'st thou the man, whose mansions hold
The worldling's pride, the miser's gold,

Obtains a richer prize

'Than he, who in his cot at rest
Finds heavenly peace a willing guest,

And bears the earnest in his breast

Of treasures in the skies?

BYRON

A. A. LOCKE

MRS. L. H. SIGOURNEY

Much wealth brings want, that hunger of the heart,
Which comes when nature man deserts for art.

I would never kneel at a gilded shrine,
To worship the idol Gold;

I would never fetter this heart of mine,
As a thing for fortune sold.

The New Timon

MRS. L. P. SMITH

GOSSIP-SCANDAL.

It tempts him from the blandishments of home,
Mountains to climb, and frozen seas to roam.

SPRAGUE'S Curiosity

Gold, gold in all ages the curse of mankind!
Thy fetters are forg'd for the soul and the mind:
The limbs may be free as the wings of a bird,
And the mind be the slave of a look and a word.
To gain thee, men barter Eternity's crown,
Yield honour, affection, and lasting renown.

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PARK BENJAMIN.

GOSSIP-SCANDAL.

There is a lust in man no charm can tame,
Of loudly publishing his neighbour's shame ;-
On eagles' wings immortal scandals fly,
While virtuous actions are but born and die.

Skill'd by a touch to deepen scandal's tints,
With all the high mendacity of hints,

HARVEY

While mingling truth with falsehood, sneers with smiles,
A thread of candour with a web of wiles.

In fact, there's nothing makes me so much grieve,
As that abominable tittle-tattle,

Which is the cud eschew'd by human cattle.

I loathe that low vice, Curiosity;

BYRON.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

But if there's any thing in which I shine, "Tis in arranging all my friends' affairs, Not having, of my own, domestic cares.

BYRON'S Don Juan

Grace was in her steps, heaven in her eye,
In every gesture, dignity and love.

MILTON'S Paradise Lost.

Each look, each motion wak'd a new-born grace,
That o'er her form its transient glory cast.

Grace, that with tenderness and sense combin'd
To form the harmony of soul, of face,
Where beauty shines, the mirror of the mind.

MASON

See what a grace is seated on that brow!

Her
grace of motion, and of look, the smooth
And swimming majesty of step and tread,
The symmetry of form and feature, set
The soul afloat, even like delicious airs
Of flute and harp

Sweet thoughts are mirror'd in her face,
And every motion is a grace.

A lovelier nymph the pencil never drew,
For the fond Graces form'd her easy mien,
And heaven's soft azure in her eye was seen.

Manners all graceful, without art,
That to each look and word impart

A modesty and ease.

MASON.

SHAKSPEARE.

MILMAN

HAYLEY

LEVI FRISBIE

GRATITUDE - INGRATITUDE.

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GRATITUDE-INGRATITUDE.

i hate ingratitude more in a man

Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
Or any taint of vice, whose strong corruption
Inhabits our frail blood.

SHAKSPEARE

The private wound is deepest. O time most curst! 'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst!

How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is,

To have a thankless child!

SHAKSPEARE.

A grateful mind

SHAKSPEARE.

By owing owes not, but still pays, at once
Indebted and discharg'd.

MILTON'S Paradise Lost.

What can I pay thee for this noble usage,
But grateful praise? so heaven itself is paid!

To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land,
And read their history in a nation's eyes.

ROWE

GRAY'S Elegy.

He that has nature in him must be grateful;
'Tis the Creator's primary great law,
That links the chain of beings to each other.

To the generous mind

MADDEN

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GRAVE GREATNESS, &c.

All should unite to punish the ungrateful;
Ingratitude is treason to mankind.

THOMSON

Pride may cool what passion heated,

Time will tame the wayward will;

But the heart in friendship cheated

Throbs with woe's more maddening thrill.

BYRON.

O, colder than the wind that freezes

Founts, that but now in sunshine play'd,

Is that congealing pang which seizes
The trusting bosom when betray'd.

MOORE'S Lalla Rookh.

And you, my dearest friend! how shall I thank you?
What shall I do, to show my grateful heart?

From SOPHOCLES.

GRAVE. (See DEATH.)

GREATNESS-POWER.

Let Hercules himself do what he may:
The cat will mew, the dog will have his day.

What great ones do, the less will prattle of.

Small curs are not regarded when they grin;
But great men tremble, when the lion roars.

SHAKSPEARE.

SHAKSPEARE.

SHAKSPEARE.

The courtier's, scholar's, soldier's, eye, tongue, sword.

Vain pomp and glory of the world, I hate ye!

SHAKSPEARE.

SHAKSPEARE.