CONSTANCY - INCONSTANCY. Oh, the heart, that has truly lov'd, never forgets, As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, Sweetest love! I'll not forget thee! Time shall only teach my heart Fonder, warmer to regret thee, MOORE. 139 Lovely, gentle as thou art! MOORE. There are three things a wise man will not trust: And woman's plighted faith. SOUTHEY. Tell her I'll love her while the clouds drop rain, Or while there's water in the pathless main. Think not, beloved, time can break The love that is kept in the beauty of trust, Or a mark that the finger hath trac'd in the dust, The mountain rill Seeks, with no surer flow, the far, bright sea, Love, constant love! PARK BENJAMIN. Age cannot quench it-like the primal ray Our cloud-encircled region, it will flow PARK BENJAMIN. 140 CONSTANCY - INCONSTANCY. I lov'd thee in thy spring-time's blushing hour,- With a kiss my vow was greeted On another lip than mine: And a solemn vow was spoken That thy heart should not be chang d; Though youth be past, and beauty fled, The constant heart its pledge redeems, Thou art fickle as the sea, Thou art wandering as the wind, And the restless, ever-mounting flames Inconstant! are the waters so That fall in showers on hill and plain, There is nothing but death Our affection can sever, J. O. ROCKWELL MRS. S. J. HALE. W. C. BRYANT. J. G. PERCIVAL. CONTEMPLATION-REFLECTION. Where'er thou journeyest, or whate'er thy care, MRS. L. H. SIGOURNEY The finger of love, on my innermost heart, 141 Wrote thy name, O adored! when my feelings were young And the record shall 'bide till my sou! shall depart, And the darkness of death o'er my being be flung. W. H. BURLEIGH. CONTEMPLATION-REFLECTION. Thus ev'ry object of creation Can furnish hints for contemplation, And, from the most minute and mean, GAY's Fables. 'Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours, A soul without reflection, like a pile YOUNG'S Night Thoughts. Thanks to the human heart, by which we live, WORDSWORTH. Mount on Contemplation's wings, And mark the causes and the ends of things; GIFFORD'S Perseus 142 CONTEMPT - SCORN. It is fine To stand upon some lofty mountain thought, Within the deep, Still chambers of the heart, a spectre dim, BAILEY'S Festus. Whose tones are like the wizard voice of Time, And solemn finger to the beautiful And holy visions that have past away, And left no shadow of their loveliness On the dead waste of life. GEORGE D. PRENTICE. CONTEMPT - SCORN. Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes. Infamous wretch ! So much below my scorn, I dare not kill thee! SHAKSPEARE. DRYDEN. MILTON'S Paradise Lost. A mock'ry that never shall die; Thou may'st from law, but not from scorn escape; BYRON CHARLES SPRAGUE CONTENTMENT - DISCONTENT. Pardon is for men, And not for reptiles-we have none for Steno, Of life. The man, who dies by the adder's pang, BYRON'S Marino Faliero And would'st thou turn, Like one contemn'd, to seek for more contempt! RUFUS DAWES. CONTENTMENT - DISCONTENT. O! who can lead, then, a more happy life, The remnant of his days he safely past, SPENSER. Nor found they lagg'd too slow, nor flew too fast; Still falling out with this and this, PRIOR. BUTLER'S Hudibras. Peace brother, be not over-exquisite MILTON'S Comus. 143 |