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ANCIENT MAXIMS. “ A MAN'S actions are good whenever, while acting, he can consider himself as an instrument of the deity.Heraclitus.

"A man knows enough for his happiness, if he knows and governs himself.” Idem.

“ To have begun well is to have done something, but not much." Socrates,

“ He who first distinguished usefulness from justice was a detestable man. Idem.

“ There is no true friendship between two bad men, nor between a good one and a bad one." Idem.

6 There are sordid occupations that must be declined as degrading the soul.” Idem.

“ One of the most important and difficult arts is to unlearn vice." Artisthenes.

6. Use great personages like fire, always keeping at a proper distance.” Diogenes.

36. They who keep an accurate account of all the days of their lives, may exactly know how long they have lived.” Seneca.

“ Melancholy tempers ought to avoid solitude as a place where sorrow is digging them a grave.” Idem.

“ He is truly generous who benefits an ungrateful man,

.” Idem. “ The past and the future may be alike delightful to ns; that by remembrance, this by hope.” Idem.

"Catu líved happy without Fortune, and Socrates, in spite of her, died contented.” Idem.

“'He is wise who learus something of every man.” Abon-Ezra. ?" A timid person pever learns well; and an erascible màn is always a bad teacher." Idem.

“Before you judge of a man, put yourself in his place, and always begin with supposing him ingo

Idem. “A nation is more powerful by virtue, than by fire and water. I never saw a people perish who took virtue for their support.” Confucius.

" Love mankind in general, but cherish virtuous men. Forget injuries, but never forget benefits.” Idem,


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TALES OF THE HALL, VOL. II. NOW were her nerves disordered : she was weak, And must the help of a physician seek; A Scotch physician. who had just began To settle near us, quite a graceful man, And very clever, with a soft address, That would his meaning tenderly express. 37 Sick as my mother seemed, when he enquired If she was ill, he found her well attired; She purchased wares so showy and so fine, The venders all believed th' indulgence mine. But I, who thrice was woo'd, had lovers three, Must now again a very infant be, While the good lady, twenty years a wife, Was to decide the colour of his life: And she decided. She was wont t'appear To these unequal marriages severe: D AYLIND Her thoughts of such with energy she told, And was repulsive, dignified, and cold; But now, like monarchs weary of a thione, B9 She would no longer reign, at least alone She gave her pulse, and, with a manner sweet, Wished him to feel how kindly they could beat: S And 'tis a thing quite wonderful to tell 43/39 How soon he understood them, and how well. 319 9999

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Felt his heart warmed with passion wild,
And saw in Juliana's eye,
Affection's gentle witchery.

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They grew together-and long years'y hie'
Strengthens the love a young heart bears!
And time increased the fire of theirs!. A
For she was gentle and refined
He noble both in form and mind, rular
Thus mutual admiration grew,
Ere their soul's secret either knew. 81 ?
They grew together-and each days 1148
Saw youthful hope's increasing sway,
While pleasure's dream and fancy's ray
Shune bright upon life's devious way.
Theirs were the hearts for feeling's bower,

Theirs were the eyes all tearless;
For theirs was life's young glowing hour,

All trusting and all fearless!
They gave their hearts to old romance,

And as they trode its fairy land,

And waked its spirits bright and bland,
Cold reason sank into a trace.
Seated in some sequestered nook
Poring v'er some Italian book
Of hapless love-some tender tale om dit
That makes the feeling bosom quail
Thus would they sit amid the flowers,
And while away their pleasant hours,
Dwelling upon the lovely theme,
Till, through Imagination's dream, ****
Its spell and beauty brightly shone
Juliana's form upon.

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