34. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing;Each morn will see some task begun,Each evening see it close;Something attempted, something done,Will earn a night's repose.
34. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing;Each morn will see some task begun,Each evening see it close;Something attempted, something done,Will earn a night's repose.
34. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing;
Each morn will see some task begun,
Each evening see it close;
Something attempted, something done,
Will earn a night's repose.
Longfellow.
35. You will go east, you will go west,To seek for what you will not find,—A heart at peace with its own thoughts,A quiet and contented mind.You will seek high, you will seek low,But your search will be in vain.
35. You will go east, you will go west,To seek for what you will not find,—A heart at peace with its own thoughts,A quiet and contented mind.You will seek high, you will seek low,But your search will be in vain.
35. You will go east, you will go west,
To seek for what you will not find,—
A heart at peace with its own thoughts,
A quiet and contented mind.
You will seek high, you will seek low,
But your search will be in vain.
Landon.
36. A course of days composing happy months,And they as happy years; the present stillSo like the past, and both so firm a pledgeOr a congenial future, that the wheelsOf pleasure move without the aid of hope.
36. A course of days composing happy months,And they as happy years; the present stillSo like the past, and both so firm a pledgeOr a congenial future, that the wheelsOf pleasure move without the aid of hope.
36. A course of days composing happy months,
And they as happy years; the present still
So like the past, and both so firm a pledge
Or a congenial future, that the wheels
Of pleasure move without the aid of hope.
Wordsworth.
37. You will tread the path of fame,And barter peace to win a name.
37. You will tread the path of fame,And barter peace to win a name.
37. You will tread the path of fame,
And barter peace to win a name.
S. G. Goodrich.
38.Each hour, each minute of your lifeShall be a golden holiday; and if a cloudO'ercast thee, 'twill be light as gossamer.
38.Each hour, each minute of your lifeShall be a golden holiday; and if a cloudO'ercast thee, 'twill be light as gossamer.
38.Each hour, each minute of your life
Shall be a golden holiday; and if a cloud
O'ercast thee, 'twill be light as gossamer.
G. Coleman.
39.A little, and content;The faithful friend, and cheerful night,The social scene of dear delight,The conscience pure, the temper gay,The musing eve and busy day.
39.A little, and content;The faithful friend, and cheerful night,The social scene of dear delight,The conscience pure, the temper gay,The musing eve and busy day.
39.A little, and content;
The faithful friend, and cheerful night,
The social scene of dear delight,
The conscience pure, the temper gay,
The musing eve and busy day.
Thomas Warton.
40. Live where your father lived, die where he dies;Live happy, die happy.
40. Live where your father lived, die where he dies;Live happy, die happy.
40. Live where your father lived, die where he dies;
Live happy, die happy.
Pollok.
41. You'll use up life in anxious cares,To lay up hoards for future years.
41. You'll use up life in anxious cares,To lay up hoards for future years.
41. You'll use up life in anxious cares,
To lay up hoards for future years.
Gay.
42. You think of all the bubbles men are chasing;They dream them worlds, because they're bright and fair;You sit down with your book, your fireside facing,And laugh to think of the wealth to which you are heir.
42. You think of all the bubbles men are chasing;They dream them worlds, because they're bright and fair;You sit down with your book, your fireside facing,And laugh to think of the wealth to which you are heir.
42. You think of all the bubbles men are chasing;
They dream them worlds, because they're bright and fair;
You sit down with your book, your fireside facing,
And laugh to think of the wealth to which you are heir.
Cranch.
43. Impell'd with steps unceasing to pursueSome fleeting good that mocks thee with the view.
43. Impell'd with steps unceasing to pursueSome fleeting good that mocks thee with the view.
43. Impell'd with steps unceasing to pursue
Some fleeting good that mocks thee with the view.
Goldsmith.
44. You'll have a clear and competent estate,That you may live genteelly, but not great;As much as you can moderately spend,A little more, sometimes, to oblige a friend.
44. You'll have a clear and competent estate,That you may live genteelly, but not great;As much as you can moderately spend,A little more, sometimes, to oblige a friend.
44. You'll have a clear and competent estate,
That you may live genteelly, but not great;
As much as you can moderately spend,
A little more, sometimes, to oblige a friend.
Pomfret's Choice.
45. Rich, hated; wise, suspected; scorn'd if poor;Great, feared; fair, tempted; high, still envied more.
45. Rich, hated; wise, suspected; scorn'd if poor;Great, feared; fair, tempted; high, still envied more.
45. Rich, hated; wise, suspected; scorn'd if poor;
Great, feared; fair, tempted; high, still envied more.
Sir H. Wotton.
46.Gentleman.—You loveA blooming lady, a conspicuous flower,Admired for beauty, for her sweetness praised,Whom you have sensibility to love,Ambition to attempt, and skill to win.
46.Gentleman.—You loveA blooming lady, a conspicuous flower,Admired for beauty, for her sweetness praised,Whom you have sensibility to love,Ambition to attempt, and skill to win.
46.Gentleman.—You love
A blooming lady, a conspicuous flower,
Admired for beauty, for her sweetness praised,
Whom you have sensibility to love,
Ambition to attempt, and skill to win.
Wordsworth.
46.Lady.—I fain would give to thee the loveliest things,For lovely things belong to thee of right.
46.Lady.—I fain would give to thee the loveliest things,For lovely things belong to thee of right.
46.Lady.—I fain would give to thee the loveliest things,
For lovely things belong to thee of right.
J. R. Lowell.
47. Oh, you will still enjoy the cheerful day,Till many years unheeded by have roll'd;Pleased in your age to trifle life away,And tell how much you loved ere you grew old.
47. Oh, you will still enjoy the cheerful day,Till many years unheeded by have roll'd;Pleased in your age to trifle life away,And tell how much you loved ere you grew old.
47. Oh, you will still enjoy the cheerful day,
Till many years unheeded by have roll'd;
Pleased in your age to trifle life away,
And tell how much you loved ere you grew old.
Hammond—Love Elegies.
48. Endless labor all along,Endless labor to do wrong.
48. Endless labor all along,Endless labor to do wrong.
48. Endless labor all along,
Endless labor to do wrong.
Dr. Johnson.
49. A fearful sign stands in thy house of life,An enemy;——a fiend lurks close behindThe radiance of thy planet:—Oh, be warn'd!
49. A fearful sign stands in thy house of life,An enemy;——a fiend lurks close behindThe radiance of thy planet:—Oh, be warn'd!
49. A fearful sign stands in thy house of life,
An enemy;——a fiend lurks close behind
The radiance of thy planet:—Oh, be warn'd!
Coleridge.
50. Thy God, in the darkest of days, will beGreenness, and beauty, and strength to thee.
50. Thy God, in the darkest of days, will beGreenness, and beauty, and strength to thee.
50. Thy God, in the darkest of days, will be
Greenness, and beauty, and strength to thee.
Barton.
51. You were not meant to struggle from your birth,To skulk and creep, and in mean pathways range;Act with stern truth, large faith, and loving will,Up and be doing.
51. You were not meant to struggle from your birth,To skulk and creep, and in mean pathways range;Act with stern truth, large faith, and loving will,Up and be doing.
51. You were not meant to struggle from your birth,
To skulk and creep, and in mean pathways range;
Act with stern truth, large faith, and loving will,
Up and be doing.
J. R. Lowell.
52.Gentleman.—To die 'midst flame and smoke,And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke,And death-shots falling thick and fastAs lightning from the mountain cloud.
52.Gentleman.—To die 'midst flame and smoke,And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke,And death-shots falling thick and fastAs lightning from the mountain cloud.
52.Gentleman.—To die 'midst flame and smoke,
And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke,
And death-shots falling thick and fast
As lightning from the mountain cloud.
Halleck.
52.Lady.—Death shall comeGently, to one of delicate mould like thee,As light winds wandering through groves of bloomDetach the delicate blossom from the tree.
52.Lady.—Death shall comeGently, to one of delicate mould like thee,As light winds wandering through groves of bloomDetach the delicate blossom from the tree.
52.Lady.—Death shall come
Gently, to one of delicate mould like thee,
As light winds wandering through groves of bloom
Detach the delicate blossom from the tree.
Bryant.
53. I know that pleasure's hand will throwHer silken nets about thee,I know how lonesome friends will findThe long, long days without thee;But in thylettersthere'll be joy,The reading, the replying;They'll kiss each word that's traced by thee,Upon thy truth relying.
53. I know that pleasure's hand will throwHer silken nets about thee,I know how lonesome friends will findThe long, long days without thee;But in thylettersthere'll be joy,The reading, the replying;They'll kiss each word that's traced by thee,Upon thy truth relying.
53. I know that pleasure's hand will throw
Her silken nets about thee,
I know how lonesome friends will find
The long, long days without thee;
But in thylettersthere'll be joy,
The reading, the replying;
They'll kiss each word that's traced by thee,
Upon thy truth relying.
Bayley.
54. Your life shall be as it has been,A sweet variety of joys.
54. Your life shall be as it has been,A sweet variety of joys.
54. Your life shall be as it has been,
A sweet variety of joys.
R. H. Wilde.
55.Neither povertyNor riches,But godliness so gainfulWith content.No painted pomp nor glory thatBewitches;A blameless life is your best monument,And such a life that soars a—Bove the sky,Well pleased to live, but better pleased to die.
55.Neither povertyNor riches,But godliness so gainfulWith content.No painted pomp nor glory thatBewitches;A blameless life is your best monument,And such a life that soars a—Bove the sky,Well pleased to live, but better pleased to die.
55.Neither poverty
Nor riches,
But godliness so gainful
With content.
No painted pomp nor glory that
Bewitches;
A blameless life is your best monument,
And such a life that soars a—
Bove the sky,
Well pleased to live, but better pleased to die.
Hugh Peters.
56.A life you'll leadWhich hath no present time, but is made upEntirely of to-morrows.
56.A life you'll leadWhich hath no present time, but is made upEntirely of to-morrows.
56.A life you'll lead
Which hath no present time, but is made up
Entirely of to-morrows.
Joanna Baillie.
57.Gentleman.—I see Lord Mayor written on your forehead.
57.Gentleman.—I see Lord Mayor written on your forehead.
57.Gentleman.—I see Lord Mayor written on your forehead.
Massinger.
57.Lady.—A marriage in May weather.
57.Lady.—A marriage in May weather.
57.Lady.—A marriage in May weather.
Leigh Hunt—Rimini.
58. You'll have never a penny left in your purse,Never a penny but three;And one is brass, and another is lead,And another is white money.
58. You'll have never a penny left in your purse,Never a penny but three;And one is brass, and another is lead,And another is white money.
58. You'll have never a penny left in your purse,
Never a penny but three;
And one is brass, and another is lead,
And another is white money.
Percy's Reliques—Heir of Linne.
59. You will double your life's fading space,For he that runs it well, runs twice his race;And in this true delight,These unbought sports, this happy state,You will not fear, nor wish your fate;But boldly say each night,"To-morrow let my sun his beams display,"Or in clouds hide them;I have lived to-day."
59. You will double your life's fading space,For he that runs it well, runs twice his race;And in this true delight,These unbought sports, this happy state,You will not fear, nor wish your fate;But boldly say each night,"To-morrow let my sun his beams display,"Or in clouds hide them;I have lived to-day."
59. You will double your life's fading space,
For he that runs it well, runs twice his race;
And in this true delight,
These unbought sports, this happy state,
You will not fear, nor wish your fate;
But boldly say each night,
"To-morrow let my sun his beams display,
"Or in clouds hide them;I have lived to-day."
Cowley.
60. Yet haply there will come a weary day,When, over-task'd at length,Both Love and Hope beneath the weight give way.Then with a statue's smile, a statue's strength,Stands the mute sister Patience, nothing loth,And both supporting, does the work of both.
60. Yet haply there will come a weary day,When, over-task'd at length,Both Love and Hope beneath the weight give way.Then with a statue's smile, a statue's strength,Stands the mute sister Patience, nothing loth,And both supporting, does the work of both.
60. Yet haply there will come a weary day,
When, over-task'd at length,
Both Love and Hope beneath the weight give way.
Then with a statue's smile, a statue's strength,
Stands the mute sister Patience, nothing loth,
And both supporting, does the work of both.
Coleridge.
TRANSCRIBER'S NOTEObvious typographical errors and punctuation errors have been corrected after careful comparison with other occurrences within the text and consultation of external sources. Many missing periods were added.Except for those changes noted below, misspellings by the author, misquotations, and inconsistent or archaic usage, have been retained.Pg 14.'Macauly' replaced by 'Macaulay'.Pg 14.'MacNeil' replaced by 'Macneil'.Pg 43.Note: author George Lillo is not listed in 'Catalogue of Authors' at the front of the book.)Pg 61.'Macauley' replaced by 'Macaulay'.
TRANSCRIBER'S NOTE
Obvious typographical errors and punctuation errors have been corrected after careful comparison with other occurrences within the text and consultation of external sources. Many missing periods were added.
Except for those changes noted below, misspellings by the author, misquotations, and inconsistent or archaic usage, have been retained.
Pg 14.'Macauly' replaced by 'Macaulay'.Pg 14.'MacNeil' replaced by 'Macneil'.Pg 43.Note: author George Lillo is not listed in 'Catalogue of Authors' at the front of the book.)Pg 61.'Macauley' replaced by 'Macaulay'.