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Humility, how glorious ! how divine!'*
Thus cloath'd, and thus enrich’d, O may I shine!
Be mine this treasure, this celestial robe,
And let the fons of pride poffefs the globe.

WHAT walls can bound, or what compelling rein,
Th’ungovern'd luft of avarice restrain !
Wealth he has none, who mourns his scanty store,
And ’midst of plenty starves, and thinks he's poor.

WHEN Ulysses intrusted the education of his son to the nobles of Ithaca: “O, my friends," said he, “ if “ ever you loved his father, thew it in your care to“ wards him; but above all, do not omit to form him " juft, sincere, and faithful in keeping a secret."

THE surest way to purchase happiness, must be, to let as little of our time as possible slip away unobserved and unimproved.

VARIOUS are the innocent diversions of life, by which we may lengthen time in general, and prevent any part of it to be useless, or tedious.

BEFORE you make an absolute promise, weigh all the consequences of keeping it: but, when once you have made it, let the circumstances be important, or. ever so trifling, hold it as facred; and never be influenced to break it, unless the making it good prove in. jurious to virtue.

THE table of a good economist, is always attended with neatness, plenty, and chearfulness. When we have provided enough to maintain us, in the order suitable to our character, we ought to be proportionably hospitable ; but the more we live within decent · bounds, the more of our fortune may be converted to poble uses.

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HE that keeps not open a constant intercourse with Heaven, by frequent fervors of rational devotion, knows not the fublimest joy.

THERE are attractions in modest diffidence, above the force of words. A filent address is the genuine elo· quence of fincerity.

LOOK on difappointments, toils, and Atrife,
And all the consequential ills of life,
Not as severities, or causeless woes,
But easy terms indulgent Heav'n allows
To man, by short probation to obtain
Immortal recompence for transient pain.
The intent of Heav'n, thus rightly understood,
From ev'ry evil we extract a good;
This truth divine, implanted in the heart,
Supports each drudging mortal thro’ his part ;
Gives a delightful prospect to the blind;
The friendless thence a constant succour find;
The wretch, by fraud betray'd, by pow'r oppress’d,
With this restorative, ftill sooths his breaft.

This, suffering virtue chears, this, pain beguiles,
And decks calamity herself in smiles.

WHEREVER a great deal of gratitude is found in a poor man, it may be taken for granted there would be as much generosity, if he were a rich man. .

ADDISON, after a long and manly, but vain struggle with his distemper, dismissed his physicians, and with them all hopes of life. But with his hopes of life, he dismissed not his concern for the living, but fent for a youth nearly related and finely accomplished, but not above being the better for good impressions from a dying friend. He came, but life now glimmering in the socket, the dying friend was filent; after a decent and proper pause, the youth said, “ Dear Sir! you sent for me, I s believe, and I hope you have some commands ; if

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" you have, I shall hold them moft sacred.” May diftant ages not only hear, but feel the reply!- Forcibly grasping the youth's hand, he softly faid, “ See in what is peace a Christian can die.” He spoke with difficulty, and soon expired.

Through grace divine, how great is man! through divine mercy how stingless death! Who would not thus expire ?

BLEST solitude ! how sweet thy peaceful scenes !

Where contemplation's vot’ries love to stray ; Where in her sapient dress, religion reigns,

And shines more splendid than the noontide ray.

LET angry zealots quarrel for a name,
The good, the just, the virtuous are the same.
Virtue and grace are not to sects confin'd,
They blend with all, and spread amongít mankind.
And the pure flame that warms the pious breast,
Those cannot merit who condemn the rest.

THE terms of charity are never hard,
Love and compassion are their own reward.
A foul that succours virtue when distreft,
Can with reflection make a noble feast,
Which nourishes the mind, and overpays
A gen'rous deed with self-approving praise.

WHAT can the man fear, who takes care in all his actions to please a Being that is omnipotenti --A Being who is able to crush all his adversaries ? -- A Being that can divert any misfortune from befalling him, or turn any such misfortune to his advantage! The person who lives with this constant and habitual regard to the great superintendant of the world, is indeed sure that no real evil can come into his lot. Blessings may appear under the shape of pains, losses, and disappointments ; but let him have patience, and he will see them in their proper figures. Dangers may threaten him, but he may rest

satisfied,

fatisfied, that they will either not reach him, or that if they do, they will be the instruments of good to him. In short, he may look upon all crosses and accidents, sufferings, and afflictions, as means which are made use of to bring him to happiness.

ALL the ways of growing rich, are equal to persons greedy of gain. Riches, in their esteem, obtain the place of equity, reputation, their friends, relations, and, frequently, their God.

THE WIS H.

I ASK not fortune's partial smile,

Exhaustless source of care ; Not all her fancied gay delights

Can claim a serious prayer. Nor pleasure's soft alluring form,

With ardent wish I seek; Far less the captivating bloom

That glows on beauty's cheek, I ak not, that in calm repose

My even days may flow, Unruffled by adversity,

Exempt from human woe. Enough that no reflections keen,

No crimes my soul oppress,
To rob me of the lattering hope

Of future happiness.
But grant me that bleft frame of mind,

Where no vain thoughts intrude ;
That bleft serenity which springs

From conscious rectitude.

THE love of pleasure has so blinded the eyes of the present age, that they cannot see clearly the satisfaction of a pure and rational life.

WHEN

WHEN you see the choler of a friend begin to kindle, if you would do good, throw water thereon to cool, not wood to inflame it.

NO fimple custom is more blamable, than that of lying shut up in the arms of Both and darkness, when the cheerful return of day invites the whole creation to joy and business. Sleep, any further than as it is a necessary refreshment, is the poorest, dulleft state of existence we can be in ; and it is fo far from being a real enjoyment, that it bears the nearest resemblance of death, and carries all the horrors of oblivion in it. We are forced to receive it, either in a state of infenfibility, or in the de. lufive folly of dreams. Sleep, when too much humoured, gives a softness and idleness to all our tempers; and no iluggith person can be qualified, or disposed, to enter into the true spirit of prayer, or the exercise of any active virtue.

IT is not when misfortunes come apon us, the time to set about the philosophy of bearing, or the resignation of submitting to them. It is in health we should prepare ourselves against fickness.

IF affectation could be entirely banished, how few, in comparison with the present state of things, would be the number of preposterous mistakes.

THE nicest rule in economy, is to make our being, one uniform and consistent scene of innocent pleasures, and moderate cares; and not to be transported with joy on occafions of good fortune, or too much dejected in circumstances of diftress.

VAGRANT desires, and impertinent mirth, will be too apt to engage our minds, unless we can possess ourselves in that fobriety of heart, which is above all transient pleasures, and which will fix our affections on things above.

BEHOLD, fond man!
See here thy pictur'd life: Pass some few years;
Thy flow'ring spring, thy summer's ardent strength,

"Thy

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