7.

8.

9.

If all the world

Should, in a pet of Temperance, feed on pulse,

Drink the clear stream, and nothing wear but frieze,
Th' All-Giver would be unthank'd, would be unprais'd,
Not half his riches known, and yet despis'd;

And we should serve him as a grudging master,
And a penurious niggard of his wealth.

MILTON'S C nu

Nature, good cateress,
Means her provision only to the good,
That live according to her sober laws,
And holy dictates of spare Temperance.

MILTON'Somus

The modest maid

But coyly sips, and blushing drinks, abash'd.

10. He, who the rules of temperance neglects, From a good cause may produce vile effects.

SOMERVILE.

11. If men would shun swoln fortune's ruinous blasts, Let them use temperance': nothing violent lasts.

TUKE.

W. STRACHEY.

12. The joy which wine can give, like smoky fires, Obscures their sight, whose fancy it inspires.

AARON HILL.

13. "Tis to thy rules, O Temperance! that we owe
All pleasures that from health and strength can flow.
MARY CHANDLER.

14. Earth's coarsest bread, the garden's humblest roots,
And scarce the summer's luxury of fruits,
His short repast in humbleness supply
With all a hermit's board would scarce deny;
But, while he shuns the grosser joys of sense,
His mind seems nourish'd by that abstinence.

BYRON'S Corsair.

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DRINKING-WINE, &c.

15. Man, being reasonable, must get drunk:
The best of life is but intoxication ;
Glory, the grape, love, gold, in these are sunk
The hopes of all men, and of every nation.

BYRON'S Don Juan.

16. He spent his days in riot most uncouth,
And vex'd with mirth the drowsy ear of night.

BYRON'S Childe Harold.

17. Which cheers the sad, revives the old, inspires
The young, makes Weariness forget his toil,
And Fear her danger; opens a new world,
When this, the present, palls.

BYRON'S Sardanapalus.

18. Fill the bright goblet, spread the festive board,
Summon the gay, the noble, and the fair;
Thro' the loud hall, in joyous concert pour'd,
Let mirth and music sound the dirge of Care.

19 The gen'rous wine brings joy divine, And beauty charms our soul;

I, while on earth, will still with mirth,

Drink beauty and the bowl!

20. What cannot wine perform? It brings to light

The secret soul; it bids the coward fight;
Gives being to our hopes, and from our hearts
Drives out dull sorrow, and inspires new arts;
Even in th' oppressive grasp of poverty,
It can enlarge, and bid the soul be free.

SCOTT.

E. MCKEY

FRANCIS' Horace.

21 Could ev'ry drunkard, ere he sits to dine,
Feel in his head the dizzy fumes of wine,
No more would Bacchus chain the willing soul,
But loathing horror shun the poison'd bowl.

MERIVALE'S Clearchus.

22. Thou sparkling bowl! thou sparkling bowl! Though lips of bards thy brim may press, And eyes of beauty o'er thee roll,

23.

And song and dance thy power confess-
I will not touch thec; for there clings
A scorpion to thy side that stings.

Inspiring John Barleycorn,
What dangers dost thou make us scorn!

24. "Tis when the fancy-stirring bowl
Doth wake its world of pleasure,
That glowing fancies gild my soul,
And life's an endless treasure.

25. Ah! Brandy, Brandy! bane of life, Spring of tumult, source of strife, Could I but half thy curses tell,

The wise would wish thee safe in hell!

JOHN PIERPONT.

26. Blame not the bowl-the fruitful bowl, Whence wit and mirth and music spring, And amber drops Elysian roll,

To bathe young Love's delighted wing.

C. F. HOFFMAN

DUTY. (See CONSCIENCE.)

EATING.(See APPETITE.)

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ECHO-ECSTASY - TRANSPORT.

ECHO.

1. And ever-wakeful Echo here doth dwell,
The nymph of sportive mockery, that still
Hides behind every rock, in every dell,

And softly glides, unseen, from hill to hill;
No sound doth rise but mimic it she will-
The sturgeon's splash repeating from the shore,
Aping the boy's voice with a voice as shrill,
The bird's low warble, and the thunder's roar,
Always she watches there, each murmur telling o'er.

THEODORE S. FAY.

ECSTASY-TRANSPORT.

1. My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up.

SHAKSPEARE. 2. O'ercome with wonder, and oppress'd with joy :— This vast profusion of extreme delight, Rising at once, and bursting from despair, Defies the aid of words, and mocks description.

3 For joy like this, death were a cheap exchange.

LILLO.

ESCHYLUS' Agamemnon.

Tune your harps,

Ye angels, to that sound; and thou, my heart,
Make room to entertain my flowing joy!

5. She bids me hope! and, in that charming word, Has peace and transport to my soul restor❜d.

6. My joy, my best belov'd, my only wish! How shall I speak the transport of my

DRYDEN.

LORD LYTTLETON.

soul!

ADDISON.

7. What sweet delirium o'er his bosom stole !

BEATTIE'S Minstrel.

8. No word was spoken, all was feelingThe silent transport of the heart.

LEVI FRISBIE.

9. One hour of such bliss is a life ere it closes-
'Tis one drop of fragrance from thousands of roses.

P. M. WETMORE.

EDUCATION - WISDOM — WİT, &c.

1. Why did my parents send me to the schools,
That I with knowledge might enrich my mind,
Since the desire to learn first made men fools,
And did corrupt the root of all mankind?

SPENSER'S Fairy Queen.

2 Will is the prince, and Wit the counsellor,
Which do for common good in council sit, ·
And, when Wit is resolv'd, Will lends her power,
To execute what is desir'd by Wit.

DAVIES' Immortality of the Soul.

3. Learning by study must be won;

"T was ne'er entail'd from sire to son.

4. For what is truth and knowledge, but a kind

GAY's Fables.

Of wantonness and luxury of the mind;

A greediness and gluttony of the brain,
That longs to eat forbidden fruit again;

And grows more desperate, like the worst diseases,
Upon the nobler part, the mind, it seizes?

5. Besides 't is known he could speak Greek

As naturally as pigs squeak.

BUTLER.

BUTLER'S Hudibras