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When near him a Chameleon seen
Was scarce distinguished from the green.

“Dear emblem of the flatt'ring host,
What, live with clowns ! a genius lost!
To cities and the court repair;
A fortune cannot fail thee there.
Preferment shall thy talents crown;
Believe me, my friend, I know the town.”

“Sir” says the sycophant, “like you,
Of old, politer life I knew;
Like you, a courtier born and bred ;
Kings lean'd an ear to what I said,
My whisper always met success;
The ladies praised me for address.
I knew to hit each courtier's passion,
And flatter'd every vice in fashion.
But Jove who hates the liar's ways,
At once cut short my prosp’rous days;
And sentenced to retain my nature,
Transform'd me to this crawling creature :
Doom'd to a life obscure and mean,
I wander in a sylvan scene.
For Jove, the heart alone, regards;
He punishes, what man rewards.
How different is thy case, and mine !
With men, at least, you sup and dine ;
While I, condemn'd to thinnest fare,
Like those I flatter'd, feed on air.”


THAT thou may'st injure no man, dove-like be, And serpent-like that none may injure thee,

BENEvoleNCE. — PILOT, ETC. 299


SYMPAthy and benevolence constitute those finer feelings of the soul, which at once support and adorn human nature. What is it that guards our helpless infancy, and instructs our childhood, but sympathy What is it that performs all the kind offices of friendship, in riper years, but sympathy What is it that consoles us in our last moments, and defends our characters when dead, but sympathy

A person without sympathy, and living only for himself, is the basest and most odious of characters. Can one behold such a character sickening at another's good, and not be filled with indignation ? Devoted as the world is to self. love, and estranged as it is from benevolence, no character of this kind, ever passed through life with respect, or sunk into the grave with pity.


AFTER a ship at sea had been driven some time before a furious storm, exposed every moment to the mercy of the waves, while the trembling passengers were bewailing their hard fate with many tears and sighs, and expected nothing but death, the weather suddenly cleared up, and the face of the ocean was covered with a smile. As the mariners were exulting with all the extravagante of joy at this happy change of their affairs, the weary Pilot, who was grown wise by experience, thus reproved their hasty mirth. “My good lads,” said he, “we ought to rejoice with caution, and complain without despair; for the life of man is checkered alternately with joy and grief, and the frowns and smiles of fortune are alike inconstant.”


The Gypsies are a race of people with dark skins, who wander about from place to place, carrying their few articles of furniture with them. They are common in Spain, and parts of Germany, and a few are occasionally seen in England and France. They are never seen in


UNDERNEAth the greenwood tree,
Here we dwell right merrily,
Lurking in the grassy lane,
Here this hour—then gone again. -
You may see where we have been,
By the burned spot on the green;
By the oak's branch drooping low,
Wither'd in our fagot's glow;
By the grass and hedge-row cropp'd,
Where our asses have been grazing :
By some old torn rags we dropp'd
When our crazy tents were raising:
You may see where we have been ;
Where we are that is not seen,
Where we are, it is no place
For a lazy foot to trace.
Over heath and over field,
He must scramble who would find us;
In the copse-wood close conceal’d,
With a running brook behind us.
Here we list to village clocks;
Livelier sound the farmyard cocks;
Crowing, crowing round about,
As if to point their roostings out;
And many a cock shall cease to crow,
Ere we shall from the copse-wood go.

QUIN. – OAK. – FABLE. 301


THE instruction of king George III., in elocution, was assigned to the celebrated Quin, under whose direction plays were sometimes performed at Leicester House, by the young branches of the royal family. Quin, who afterwards obtained a pension for his services, was justly proud of the distinction conferred upon him ; and when he heard of the graceful manner in which his majesty delivered his first speech from the throne, he cried out, “Ay, I taught the boy to speak ”


THE oak for grandeur, strength and noble size,
Excels all trees that in the forest grow;
From acorn small that trunk, those branches rise,
To which such signal benefits we owe.
Behold what shelter in its ample shade,
From noon-tide sun, or from the drenching rain,
And of its timber staunch, vast ships are made,
To sweep rich cargoes o'er the watery main.



“You mean, despicable thing,” said a candle to a candlestick, “what were you made for but to wait on me?” “And pray tell me,” said the candlestick, “ of what use you would be without me, though now you shine so proudly, while I hold you up 2"


To grass, or leaf, or fruit, or wall,

The snail sticks close, nor fears to fall,

As if he grew there, house and all

Within that house secure he hides,

When danger imminent betides

Of storm, or other harm besides
Of weather.

Give but his horns the slightest touch,

His self-collecting power is such,

He shrinks into his house with much

Where'er he dwells, he dwells alone,
Except himself, has chattels none,
Well satisfied to be his own

Whole treasure.

Thus, hermit-like his life he leads,

Nor partner of his banquet needs,

And if he meets one, only feeds
The faster:

Who seeks him must be worse than blind,
He and his house are so combined,
If finding it, he fails to find

Its master.


PALE Death, with equal foot, strikes wide the door, Of royal halls, and hovels of the poor.

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