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was the model of poetry. Chaucer's silence ! One of the best rules in conversation is, was more agreeable than his conversation. never to say a thing which any of the com- Dryden's conversation was slow and dull, his
pant can reasonably wish we had rather left humour saturnine and reserved. Corneille in | unsaid: nor can there anything be well more conversation was so insipid that he never contrary to the ends for which people meet failed in wearying : he did not even speak together, than to part unsatisfied with each correctly that language of which he was such other or themselves.
Swift. a master. Ben Jonson used to sit silent in
company and suck his wine and their humours. The first ingredient in conversation is truth, Southey was stiff, sedate, and wrapped up in the next good sense, the third good humour, asceticism. Addison was good company with and the fourth wit.
Sir W. Temple.
his intimate friends, but in mixed company he
preserved his dignity by a stiff and reserved CONVERSATION-Sparing in.
silence. Fox, in conversation, never flagged;
his animation and variety were inexhaustible. Amongst such as out of cunning hear all ' Dr. Bentley was loquacious. Grotius was and talk little, be sure to talk less; or if you talkative. Goldsmith wrote like an angel, and must talk, say little. La Bruyere. talked like poor Poll.
Burke was eminently CONVERSATION-Styles of.
entertaining, enthusiastic, and interesting in
conversation. Curran was a convivial deity; He that would please in company must be he soared into every region, and was at home attentive to what style is most proper. The in all. Dr. Birch dreaded a pen as he did a scholastic should never be used but in a select torpedo ; but he could talk like running water. | company of learned men. The didactic should Dr. Johnson wrote monotonously and ponseidon be used, and then only by judicious derously, but in conversation his words were aged persons, or those who are eminent for close and sinewy; and if his pistol missed piety or wisdom. No style is more extensively fire, he knocked down his antagonist with the acceptable than the narrative, because this does butt of it. Coleridge, in his conversation, was pot carry an air of superiority over the rest
full of acuteness and originality. Leigh Hunt of the company, and therefore is most likely has been well termed the philosopher of hope, to please them: for this purpose we should store and likened to a pleasant stream in conversaour memory with short anecdotes and entertain- tion. Carlyle doubts, objects, and constantly ing pieces of history. Almost every one listens demurs. Fisher Ames was a powerful and with eagerness to extemporary history. Vanity effective orator, and not the less distinguished often co-operates with curiosity, for he that is in the social circle. He possessed a fluent a bearer in one place, wishes to qualify himself language, a vivid fancy, and a well-stored to be a principal speaker in some inferior com
Chambers. pany, and therefore more attention is given to narrations than anything else in conversation. CONVERSATION-Useful. It is true, indeed, that sallies of wit and quick replies are very pleasing in conversation, but
Let no corrupt communication proceed out they frequently tend to raise envy in some of of your mouth, but that which is good to the the company; but the narrative way neither
use of edifying, that it may minister grace unto the hearers.
St. Paul. raises this, nor any other evil passion, but keeps all the company nearly upon an equality, CONVERSION-Mystery of. and if judiciously managed, will at once enter tain and improve them all.
Johnson. In what way, or by what manner of working,
God changes a soul from evil to good, how Ho
impregnates the barren rock-the priceless Tasso's conversation was neither gay nor brilliant. Dante was either taciturn or satirical. gems and gold, -—is to the human mind an Batler was sullen or biting.
impenetrable mystery, in all cases alike. Gray seldom
Coleridge. talked or smiled. Hogarth and Swift were
CONVERSIONS_Value of. very absent-minded in company. Milton was unsociable, and even irritable, when pressed As to the value of conversions, God alone into conversation. Kirwan, though copious and can judge. God alone can know how wide are eloquent in public addresses, was meagre and the steps which the soul has to take before it dali in colloquial discourse. Virgil was heavy can approach to a community with Him, to in conversation. La Fontaine appeared heavy, the dwelling of the perfect, or to the intercoarse, and stupid; he could not speak and course and friendship of higher natures. describe what he had just seen ; but then ho
CONVICTION-Cavillers against. COQUETTE-The Rustio.
The perverseness of men's dispositions, and Mincing she was, as is a wanton colt; the limited faculties we possess, whilst in our Sweet as a flower, and upright as a bolt. present state, will ever raise cavillers against
Chaucer. the most clear conviction ; but let us shut our
CORRESPONDENCE (Anonymous) – ears against their writings, contenting ourselves
Odiousness of. with the study of the New Testament, and relying upon the assurances the Gospel offers ;
Of all detestable things this is the most convinced that this line of conduct cannot
odious :-Friend may censure friend, foe may injure us, but is likely to lead us to peace and
vent his spleen, but let it never be done under happiness.
the cover of anonymous writing. It is indeed
a sneaking world, a cowardly world, for it kills COQUETTE-Character of the.
more from behind a shelter than it dare attack
in the open plain : but what dear ties have A coquette is one that is never to be per- either been sundered or loosened by this fiend suaded out of the passion she has to please, of mischief; what hopes of love blighted, what nor out of a good opinion of her own beauty : deeds of charity delayed, what virtues, the time and years she regards as things that only most exalting and dignifying to human nature, wrinkle and decay other women ; forgets that sullied, by this foul invisible spirit! Friendage is written in the face, and that the same ships over which time could exercise no condress which became her when she was young, trol, -which distance or poverty could not now only makes her look the older. Affecta- shake or alter,-have been for ever chilled by tion cleaves to her even in sickness and pain; suspicion, or completely destroyed by anonyshe dies in a high-head and coloured ribbons. mous malice.
Neither shall they be wholly La Bruyère. guiltless who believe these secret calumniators
of a man's character. Truth, be it rememThe maid whom now you court in vain,
bered, requires no covert, no alteration of
garb, for how possibly can it assume a lovelier Will quickly run in quest of man. Horace.
one than its own ? Burn, then, these un
authorized epistles; look for the signature COQUETTE-Deserts of the.
before you glance at the matter; and thus this I do confess thou'rt young and fair,
enemy of truth and plain dealing (for such is And I might have been brought to love thee, the anonymous correspondent) will be foiled in Had I not found the slightest prayer
his attempt to pervert innocence, and your That breath could move, had power to move
own bosom will still bave the satisfaction of
thinking well of those friends and neighbours But I can let thee pow alone,
whom this demon of mischief would destroy. As worthy to be loved by none.
CORRUPTION-Results of. I do confess thou’rt sweet, but find
I have seen corruption boil and bubble, Thee such an unthrift of thy sweets; Till it o'errun the stew.
Shakspeare. Thy favours are but like the wind, That kisseth everything it meets.
CORRUPTION-Spread of. And since thou canst with more than one, Corruption is a tree, whose branches are Thou'rt worthy to be loved by none. Of an unmeasurable length : they spread
Ev'rywhere; and the dew that drops from The morning rose that untouch'd stands,
thence Arm'd with its briers, how sweet it smiles ! Hath infected some chairs, and stools of But pluck'd and strain'd by ruder hands,
authority. Beaumont and Fletcker. Its sweet no longer with it dwells; But scent and beauty both are gone,
CORRUPTION-of a State.
And guardian vigour of the free-born soul, Such fate ere long will thee betide,
All crude attempts of violence are vain ; When thou hast handled been awhile, For, firm within, and while at heart untouch'd, Like faded flowers-be thrown aside,
Ne'er yet by force was freedom overcome. And I shall sigh, when some will smile, But soon as independence stoops the head, To see thy love for every one
To vice enslaved, and vice-created wants, Hath brought thee to be loved by none. Then to some foul corrupting hand, whoso
Their craving lusts with fatal bounty feeds,
COUNSEL-Good. They fall a willing, undefended prize : Fle fro the prease, and dwell with soothFrom man to man th' infectious softness runs, fastnesse, Til the whole state unnerved in slavery sinks. Suffise unto thy good though it be small,
Thomson. For horde hath hate, and climing tikelnesse,
Prease hath envy, and wele is blent over all, At length corruption, like a general flood, Savour no more than thee behove shall, So long by watchful ministers withstood, Rede well thy selfe, that other folks canst Shall deluge all; and avarice creeping on,
rede, Spread like a low-born mist, and blot the sun. And trouth thee shall deliver, it is no drede.
In trust of her that tourneth as a ball,
Great rest standeth in little businesse, The miry beasts retreating frae the pleugh;
Beware also to spurn againe a pall, The black'ning trains o' craws to their Strive not as doth a crocke with a wall, repose ;
Deme thy selfe that demest others dede, The toil-worn cotter frae his labour goes,
And trouth thee shall deliver, it is no drede. This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, That thee is sent receive in buxomesse, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, The wrastling of this world asketh a fall
, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does
Here is no home, here is but wildernesse, bameward bend.
Forth pilgrime, forth beast out of thy stall,
Looke up on high, and thanke God of all, At length his lonely cot appears in view, Weive thy lusts, and let thy ghost thee lede, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree;
And trouth thee shall deliver, it is no drede. Th' espectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher
COUNSEL-Taking. To meet their dad, wi' flichterin noise an'
Whoever is wise, is apt to suspect and be glee,
diffident of himself, and upon that account is His fee bit ingle, blinkin bonnily, His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie wifie's willing to “hearken unto counsel ;” whereas
the foolish man, being in proportion to his smile,
folly full of himself, and swallowed up in conThe lisping infant prattling on his knee,
ceit, will seldom take any counsel but his Does a' his weary carking cares beguile,
own, and for that very reason, because it is An' maks him quite forget his labour an' his
Balguy. toil. Belyre, the elder bairns come drapping in,
COUNSELS. At service out, amang the farmers roun'; Good counsels observed, are chains to grace, Some ca' the pleugh, some herd, some tentie which, neglected, prove halters to strange un
Fuller. A cannie errant to a neebor town: Their eldest hope, their Jenny, woman grown, COUNTENANCE-Change in. In youthfu' bloom, love sparkling in her ee,
I said, the years with change advance, Comes hame, perhaps, to show a braw new
If I make dark my countenance gown,
I shut my life from happier chance. Tennyson. Or deposit her sair-won penny-fee, To belp her parents dear, if they in hardship COUNTENANCE-Definitions of the. be.
A sweet attractive kind of grace, WI joy unseign'd brothers and sisters meet,
A full assurance given by looks, An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers :
Continual comfort in a face, The social hours, swift-wing'd, unnoticed fleet;
The lineaments of Gospel books ;Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears;
I trow that countenance cannot lye, The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years; Whose thoughts are legible in the eye. Anticipation forward points the view.
Spenser. The mother, wi' her needle an' her sheers, Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the COUNTENANCE-Expression of the. new;
The cheek Toe father mixes a' wi' admonition due. Is apter than the tongue to tell an errand. Burne,
COUNTENANCE-Irradiations of the. We might have pass'd in peace our happy days,
That chastened brightness only gathered by Free from the cares which crowns and empires those who tread the path of sympathy and
bring ; love.
Bulwer Lytton. No wicked statesmen would with impious arts
Have striven to wrest from us our small inCOUNTENANCE-the Reflex of Mind. heritance, Yea, this man's brow, like to a tragic leaf,
Or stir the simple binds to noisy faction. Rowe. Foretells the nature of a tragic volume.
COUNTRY-Influence of the.
There is a something in the pleasures of the COUNTENANCE-Unsophisticated.
country that reaches much beyond the gratifiAlas ! how few of nature's faces there are to cation of the eye—a something that invigorates gladden us with their beauty! The cares, and the mind, that erects its hopes, that allays its sorrows, and hungerings of the world change perturbations, that mellows its affections ; and them as they change hearts; and it is only it will generally be found, that our happiest when those passions sleep, and have lost their schemes, and wisest resolutions, are formed hold for ever, that the troubled clouds pass under the mild influence of a country scene, off, and leave heaven's surface clear. It is a and the soft obscurities of rural retirement. common thing for the countenances of the
Roberts. dead, even in that fixed and rigid state, to COUNTRY-Joys of the. subside into the long-forgotten expression of Hail, ye soft seats ! ye limpid springs and sleepless infancy, and settle into the very look floods, of early life; so calm, so peaceful do they Ye flowery meads, ye vales and mazy woods ! grow again, that those who knew them in Ye limpid floods, that ever murm'ring flow! their happy childhood, kneel by the coffin's side Ye verdant meads, where flowers eternal blow! in awe, and see the angel even upon earth.
Ye shady vales, where zephyrs ever play!
Dickens. Ye woods, where little warblers tune their lay! COUNTERACTION.
Here grant me, Heav'n, to end my peaceful One fire burns out another's burning, days, One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish ; And steal myself from life by slow decays; Turn giddy, and be holp by backward turning; With age unknown to pain or sorrow blest, One desperate grief cures with another's To the dark grave retiring, as to rest; languish.
Shakspeare. While gently with one sigh this mortal frame,
Dissolving, turns to ashes, whence it came ; COUNTRY-Delights of the.
While my freed soul departs without a groan, Blest silent groves ! O may ye be
And joyful wings her flight to worlds unknown. For ever mirth's best nursery !
Broorne. May pure contents For ever pitch their tents
And see the country, far diffused around, Upon these downs, these meads, these rocks, One boundless blush, one white impurpled these mountains,
shower And peace still slumber by these purling Of mingled blossoms : where the raptured eye fountains. Ruleigh. Hurries from joy to joy.
Thomsoa. COUNTRY-Fields in the.
COUNTRY-Love of. Not all the sights your boasted garden yields
Whatever strengthens our local attachments, Are half so lovely as my father's fields,
is favourable both to individual and national Where large increase has bless'd the fruitful character. Our home, our birth-place, our plain,
native land,—think for awhile what the virtues And we with joy behold the swelling grain !
are which arise out of the feelings connected Whose heavy ears, toward the earth reclined,
with these words, and if you have any intelWave, nod, and tremble to the whisking wind. lectual eyes, you will then perceive the con
Mrs. Leapor. nection between topography and patriotism. COUNTRY-Happiness of the.
Show me a man who cares no more for one Ah ! Prince ! hadst thou but known the joys place than another, and I will show you in which dwell
that same person one who loves nothing but With humble fortunes, thou wouldst curse thy himself. Beware of those who are homeless by royalty.
choice; you have no hold on a human being Had fate allotted to us some obscure village, whose affections are without a taprout i he! Where, with life's necessaries bless'd alone, laws recognize this truth in the privileges they
confer upon freeholders ; and public opinion the town. Some miles up the turnpike road he acknowledges it also in the confidence which went, and then away to the right, through it reposes upon those who have what is called the ash-woods of Trebooze, up by the rill a stake in the country. Vagabond and rogue which drips from pool to pool, over the ledges are convertible terms; and with how much of grey slate, deep bedded in dark sedge, and propriety may any one understand who knows broad bright burdock leaves and tall angelica, what are the babits of the wandering classes, and ell-broad rings and tufts of king, and such as gipsies, tinkers, and potters. Southey crown, and lady-fern, and all the semi-tropic
luxuriance of the fat western soil, and steamHad I a dozen sons, each in my love alike, I ing western woods ; out into the boggy moor
at the gled head, all fragrant with the goldhand rather have eleven die nobly for their tipped gale, where the turf is enamelled with country, than one voluptuously surfeit out of
the hectic marsh violet, and the pink pimaction.
pernel, and the pale yellow leaf-stars of the I fancy the proper means of increasing the butterwort, and the blue bells and green | love we bear our native country, is to reside threads of the ivy-leaved campanula ; out upon some time in a foreign one. Shenstone. the steep down above, and away over the broad
cattle-pastures; and then to pause a moment,
and look far and wide over land and sea. It What pity is it That we can die but once to serve our country! one great emerald, ringed and roofed with
was “a day of God." The earth lay like Addison.
sapphire; blue sea, blue mountain, blue sky O yes, I have felt a proud emotion swell, overhead.
Kingsley. That I was British born; that I had lived
COUNTRY AND HOME-Love of. A witness of thy glory, my most loved And bonour'd country, and silent prayer
The affections which bind a man to the Would rise to Heaven, that fame, and peace, place of his birth are essential in his nature, and love,
and follow the same law as that which governs And liberty, would walk thy vales, and sing
every innate feeling. They are implanted in Their hcly hymns; whilst thy brave arm his bosom along with life, and are modified by repeli'd
every circumstance which he encounters from Hostility, even as thy guardian rocks
the beginning to the end of his existence. Pepel the dash of ocean.
Borles. The sentiment which, in the breast of any one
man, is an instinctive fondness for the spot As a light
where he drew his early breath, becomes, by And pliant harebell swinging in the breeze the progress of mankind and the formation of On some grey rock-its birth-place—so bad I society, a more enlarged feeling, and expands Wanton'd, fast rooted in the ancient tower into the noble passion of patriotism. The love Of my beloved country, wishing not
of country, the love of the village where we A bappier fortune, than to wither there. were born, of the field which we first pressed
Wordsworth. with our tender footsteps, of the hillock which COUNTRY-Praises of the.
we first climbed, are the same affection, only Perpetual spring our happy climate sees :
the latter belongs to each of us separately; Twice breed the cattle, and twice bear the the first can be known but by men united into
It is founded upon every advantage And summer suns recede by slow degrees.
which a nation is supposed to possess, and is Our land is from the rage of tigers freed,
increased by every improvement which it is Nor nourishes the lion's angry seed;
supposed to receive.
Chenevix. Nor poisonous aconite is here produced, Or grows unknown, or is, when known, refused : COURAGE-Characteristics of. Nor in so vast a length our serpents glide, Courage is a sort of armour to the mind, Or raised on such a spiry volume ride. Dryden. and keeps an unwelcome impression from
driving too deep into perception. He that Sunny spots of greenery.
Coleridge. stands bold and strong, is not so easily pushed
down. However, when the enemy strikes COUNTRY-Walk in the.
hard, and a man has a great deal to grapple For it befell in that pleasant summer time, with, something will be felt in spite of all the "small binis sing and shaughs are green," that bravery imaginable. To bear pain decently is Thurnall started, one bright Sunday eve, to see a good sign of inward strength, and an una sick child at an upland farm, some miles from doubted proof of a great mind.