57.-2. "I cannot," HAS never ACCOMPLISHED ANYTHING. 3. "I will try," HAS DONE WONDERS.

4. That friendship is a sacred trust,

That friends should be sincere and just,
That constancy befits them,

ARE OBSERVATIONS on the case,

That savor much of commonplace.

58.-2. Go to the raging sea, and SAY, "Be still." 3. But TELL not Misery's son that life is fair. 4. "And this to me?" HE SAID.

5. CESAR CRIED, "Help me, Cassius, or I sink."
6. While man exclaims, "See all things for my use,”
7. "See man for mine," REPLIES a pampered GOOSE.
8. "Will you
walk into my parlor?"

SAID & SPIDER to a fly.

9. HE KNEW not that the chieftain lay
Unconscious of his son.

10. HE SHOUTED but once more aloud,
"My father! must I stay?"

11. WE BUSTLE up with unsuccessful speed,

And in the saddest part CRY, "Droll, indeed!" 12. Then AGRIPPA SAID unto Paul, "Almost thou persuadest me to be a Christian."

13. A celebrated WRITER SAYS, "Take care of the

minutes, and the hours will take care of themselves."

14. The little BIRDS, at morning dawn,

Clothed in warm coats of feather,
CONCLUDE that they away will roam,

To seek for milder weather.

15. I TELL thee thou art defied.

60.-8. HE that walketh uprightly WALKETH surely.

9. There is SOMETHING in their hearts which passes

speech.

10. HE IS in the way of life that keepeth instruction. 11. I LOVE the bright and glorious SUN

That gives us light and heat.

12. I LOVE the pearly DROPS of dew
That sparkle 'neath my feet.

13. I LOVE to think of him who made
These pleasant things for me.

14. The BOY STOOD on the burning deck,
Whence all but him had fled;

15. The FLAMES that lit the battle's wreck,
SHONE round him o'er the dead.

16. I LOVE to hear the little birds

That carol on the trees.

17. POVERTY and SHAME SHALL BE to him that refuseth instruction.

18. WISDOM RESTETH in the heart of him that hath un

derstanding.

19. UNDERSTANDING IS a WELL-SPRING of life to him

that hath it.

20. But the noblest THING that perished there
WAS that young faithful HEART.

21. THOU HAST green laurel LEAVES that twine
Into so proud a wreath.

22. THOU HAST A VOICE Whose thrilling tones
Can bid each life-pulse beat.

61.-23. Around Sebago's lonely lake

There LINGERS not a BREEZE to break

The mirror which its waters make.

24. Cold in the dust this perished HEART MAY LIE,

But THAT which warmed it once SHALL never DIE.