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Who does not love the village bells 7
The cheerful peal and solemn toll –
One of the rustic wedding tells,
And one bespeaks a parting soul.

The lark in sunshine sings his song ;
And dress'd in garments white and gay,

The village lasses trip along,
For this is Susan's wedding day.

Ah! gather flowers of sweetest hue,
Young violets from the bank's green side,

And on poor Mary's coffin strew,
For in the bloom of youth she died.

So passes life!—the smile, the tear,
Succeed as on our path we stray;

Thy “kingdom come, for we are here,
As guests who tarry but a day.”


No warrior was ever bolder, or more intrepid in the field than Philip of Macedon. Demosthenes, who cannot be suspected of having flattered him, gives the following testimony, as to his courage. “I saw,” says this orator, “this very Philip with whom we disputed for sovereignty and empire. I saw him, though covered with wounds, his eye struck out, his collar broke, maimed both in his hands and feet, still resolutely rush into the midst of danger, and ready to deliver up to fortune, any part of his body she might desire, provided he might live honorably and gloriously with the rest.”


A FRog, being wonderfully struck with the size and majesty of an Ox that was grazing in the marshes, could not forbear endeavoring to expand herself to the same portly magnitude.

After puffing and swelling for some time, “What think you, sister,” said she, “Will this do?” “Far from it.” “Will this?” “By no means.” “But this will 2" “Nothing like it.”

In short, after many ridiculous efforts to the same fruitless purpose, the simple Frog burst her skin, and



miserably expired on the spot. The moral of this is,

that, Attempting what is out of our power, only exposes

us to ridicule and contempt.


“To err is human, to forgive, divine.” “Teach me to feel another’s wo, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.” Of him that hopes to be forgiven, it is indispensably required that he forgive. On this great duty, futurity is suspended, and to him who refuses to practise it, it might seem that mercy would be inaccessible. The discretion of a man deferreth his anger, and it is his glory to pass over a transgression. By taking revenge, a man is but even with his enemy, but in passing it over, he is superior.


BE meek, courteous and affable to your inferiors, not proud nor scornful. To be courteous even to the meanest is a true index of a great and generous mind. But the insulting and scornful gentleman, who has been himself originally low, ignoble, or beggarly, makes himself ridiculous to his equals, and by his inferiors, is repaid with scorn, contempt, and hatred.


THE wingED worshipPERs.

Two Swallows having flown into church during divine service, were apostrophized in the following stanzas.

GAY, guiltless pair,
What seek ye from the fields of heaven?

Ye have no need of prayer,
Ye have no sins to be forgiven.

Why perch ye here
Where mortals to their Maker bend ?

Can your pure spirits fear
The God ye never could offend ?

Ye never knew
The crimes for which we come to weep:

Penance is not for you,
Bless'd wanderers of the upper deep.

To you 'tis given
To wake sweet nature's untaught lays;

Beneath the arch of heaven
To chirp away a life of praise.

Then spread each wing,
Far, far above, o'er lakes and lands,

And join the choirs that sing
In yon blue dome not rear'd with hands.

Or if ye stay
To note the consecrated hour,

Teach me the airy way,
And let me try your envied power.

Above the crowd
On upward wings could I but fly.

I'd bathe in yon bright cloud,
And seek the stars that gem the sky.

*T were heaven indeed
Through fields of trackless light to soar,
On nature's charms to feed
And nature's own great God adore.


A PAssionATE and revengeful temper renders a man unfit for advice, deprives him of his reason, and robs him of all that is great or noble in his nature. It makes him unfit for conversation, destroys friendship, changes justice into cruelty, and turns all order into confusion.

Anger may dwell for a moment in the breast of a wise man, but rests permanently only in the bosom of fools. None more impatiently suffer injuries, than those that are most forward in doing them. A more glorious victory cannot be gained over man than this, that when the injury begins on his part, the kindness should begin on ours.


CLEANLINEss may be considered under the three following remarks. First, it is a mark of politeness, for no one, unadorned with this virtue, can go into company, without giving manifest offence. Second, cleanliness may be said to be the foster-mother of affection. Beauty commonly produces love, but cleanliness preserves it. Age is not unamiable, while it is preserved clean and unsullied. In the third place, it bears analogy with purity of mind, and naturally inspires refined sentiments and passions. It is an excellent preservative of health, and several vices, destructive both to mind and body, are inconsistent with the habit of it.

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