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Garden Thoughts-Woman's Love.

"When pain and sorrow wring the brow,
A ministering angel thou."-SCOTT.

Even as a water-lily, whose pale head
Floats still above the rising water's flow,

Even such is Woman's Love! Grief's streams may

know

To wash, but never drown it: what a spread

Of broad, bold, faithful, leaves the flower imbed,
Still coronetting the salt waves of woe:
How bashfully, yet firmly, doth it grow
Emergent from the bitter floods of dread.

Beside the smitten Puritan* his mate

Mounted the scaffold, and before the crowd
Sooth'd his stern anguish with her loyal kiss:
And Russell's noble wife beneath him sate,
Calm mid their peril now, as erst in bliss;
In her lord's service undismay'd and proud.

*John Bastwick, whose wife, when he had his ears cut off, mounted the scaffold and kissed him before the populace.-CARLYLE's Cromwell.

The Two Loves.

"One love was born in the sea, which is as various and raging in young men's breasts as the sea itself, and causeth burning heat. The other is that golden chain which was let down from heaven: and with a divine fury ravisheth our souls, made to the image, of God, and stirs us up to comprehend the innate and incorruptible beauty to which we were once created."BURTON'S ANATOMY MELANCHOLY.

"Two cities make two loves, Jerusalem and Babylon. The love of God the one; the love of the world, the other. Of these two cities we all are citizens, as by examination of ourselves we may soon find, and of which." ST. AUSTIN.

“ Πάντες γὰρ ἱόμεν ότι οὐκ εστιν ἁνευ Ἐρώτος Αφροδίτη. μίας μεν ούσης εις ἂν ἣν Έρως, έπει δε δη δύο ἑστον, δύο ἁνάγκη και Ερωτε ειναι. πῶς δ ὁυ δυο τὼ θέα ; ἡμῖν γὲ που πρεσβυτερα και ἁμήτωρ Ουρανου ζυγάτηρ, ἣν δὴ και ουράνιαν ἐπονομάζομεν ἥδε νιεώτερα Δίος και Διώνης ἦν δῆ πάν δημον καλοῦμεν.”—PLATO.

There are two Loves: the one is of the Sea,2
Venus, all dewy with the gleaming foam,3
More fickle, raging, than her Ocean home:
Her chariot drawn by brooding doves, while she,
Zoned by the Cupids and the Graces three,

Smiles, sighs, laughs, blushes, burns, with eyes that roam
Piercing all creatures 'neath the sunlit dome;
Great Babylon her seat of revelrie.

The other holds in Heav'n the golden chain,1
That links this pendulous orb unto the sky;
Urania, crown'd with starry diadem,

Eternal, unbegotten, without stain ;5
Her Handmaids, Humbleness and Charity,
Her earthly capital, Jerusalem.

1 Spenser makes a threefold division, love of kindred, of friends, of woman.-See Fairy Queen, 1. 5, c. 9, St. 1, 2.

2 Venus Anadyomene, whose picture Appelles painted rising from the waves, and wringing her hair upon her shoulder. Augustus bought it, and placed it in the temple of Julius Cæsar. No one in Rome could repair it. She is figured to have arisen from the Sea because of her fickleness. Ritter attributes this origin to the worship of Venus as the principle of universal love, her rising from the Sea being typical of an ancient tradition of the world rising from the Ocean.

3 Sic madidos siccat digitis Venus uda capillos,

Et modo maternis tecta videtur aquis," says OVID.

And see his description of Venus, Fasti, 4, 9. For her cestus, See Homer's Iliad. xiv. 1. 214.

4 Cf Homer's Iliad. L. viii. 1. 18-26.

5 See this Love spoken of 1 Cor. xiii. 13. Mark 19. 1 Cor. xiii, 4, 5, 6, 7. Prov. x. 12. 1 Pet. iv. 8. i. 17. Lev. xix. 8. Deut. xxii. 1. Matt, v. Gal. vi. 7. iv. 32. Phill. ii. 2. Col. iii. et xii. 13, 23. 1 Pet. iii.

xii. 31. Matt. xix.
Luke vii, 47. Isai.
Rom. xii. Eph.
John iii. 18. v. i.

Garden Thoughts—Friendship.

Ποτερὸν ἁδέλφω μήτρος στον ἐκ μίας;
φιλότητι γ' εσμεν δ' οὐ κασιγνήτω, γύναι.

"Love cools, friendships fall off,

Brothers divide.-SHAKESPEARE.

IPHIG. IN TAUR.

Κρίνει φίλους ὁ καίρος, ως χρυσὸν τὸ πῦρ.—MENANDER.

" Praestat amicitia propinquitati.”CICERO.

"There is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother."-PROV. Ch. xviii 4-24.

“ τοῦτ ἐκεινο κτᾶσθ' έταιρους μη τὸ σύγγενες μόνον.

ως ἁνηρ ὅστις τρόποισι συντακἢ θυρᾶιος ὢν

μυρίων κρείσσων ὁμάιμων κεκτησθαι φίλος.”—ΕURIPIDES.

σε οὐκ ἔστιν ουδεν κρεισσων ἡ φίλος σόφης,

ὁυ πλουτος, ὁυ τυραννις, ἁλλογιστον δε τὶ

τὸ πλῆθος ἀντέλλαγμα γενναιου φιλου.”-ΕURIPIDES.

Friendship, than ties of blood more firm and sure,
Oft loves to cast itself about the heart :
Brothers, who ne'er in youth have liv'd apart,
Shrink from each other, shy, and insecure,
When manhood holds to one the dazzling lure
Of pleasure ; to the other, fame or wealth ;

But Friendship, with more vigorous strength and health,
With years grows closer, hardier to endure.

So marked I yon twin ashen saplings shoot
With equal promise from one parent root,
Till this declin'd, drawn sideward by fierce wind,
Or fiercer sun, and left its fellow's side :

Unnatural void, after a time supplied

By the fond creeper round its trunk entwin'd.

Earden Thoughts Friendship A Thought Ten Years Later.

"Donec eris felix, multos numerabis amicos,
Tempora si fuerint nubila, solus eris.-ÖVID.
"Der Freundschaft stolzes Siegel tragen viele,
Die in der Prüfung's stunde treulos fliehen.

Oft sehen wir das Bild, das unsere Träume mahlen,
Aus Menschen augen uns entgegen strahlen:

Der, rufen wir, der muss es seyn !

Wir hoffen es-und es ist-schein."-KÖRNER.

"And what is friendship but a name,

A charm that lulls to sleep;

A shade that follows wealth or fame,

And leaves the wretch to weep ?"-GOLDSMITH.

Limner, your lines a youthful hand betray :
Friendship is rather like a graceful reed;
It takes root, and shoots sudden up indeed;
'Tis fair to look on in the tender play
Of its spring leaves; it bows it to the sway
Of the warm breezes, which in wanton speed
Shake the tall grass athwart the summer mead,
Or wave the corn-stems on an autumn day.
But 'tis a weed by nature; it is dried

By age, and every hour more brittle grows;
'Twill shiver and be snapp'd in twain when blows
The first keen winter wind: hollow and frail,
It cannot combat with the stormy gale :
Lean on it now, and it will pierce your side.

Garden Thoughts-Town and Country.

"God made the country and man made the town."-POPE.

"Nec mirum quod divina natura dedit agros, ars humana ædificavit urbes."-VARRO. "O! rus quando te aspiciam, quandoque licebit

Nunc veterum libris, nunc somno et inertibus horis
Ducere sollicitæ jucunda oblivia vito."-HORACE.

"When man wishes to draw near to God, he goes, not to the citythere conscious men obstruct him with their works—but to the meadow spangled all over with flowers, and sung to by every bird; to the mountains "visited all night by troops of stars;" to the Ocean, the undying type of shifting phenomena and unchanging law; to the forest stretching out motherly arms with its mighty growth and awful shade; and there, in the obedience these things pay, in their order, strength, beauty, he is encountered front to front with the awful presence of Almighty power."-THEODORE PARKER.

Not in the City is true Beauty found,
Tho' very splendid are the works of men,
Whether by chisel, graver, pencil, pen,

The living thought is snatch'd at, seized, and bound:
But in the Country, if we look around
On rock or river, mountain-peak or glen,
The perfect line of Beauty greets us when
We gaze upon the water, sky, or ground.

What cunning hand can carve the billowy gloom
Of clouds, or petrify the breakers spray;
Vie with the rose's blush, the peach's bloom;
Ravel the net-work of the grass, or stay

The torrent's gleam; the evening stock's perfume
Rival; or simulate Light's arrowy ray?

See Note 25.