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ECHO- ECSTASY - TRANSPORT.

ECHO.

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 mirnic 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.

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

SHAKSPEARE.
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.

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

Æschylus' Agamemnon.

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

DRYDEN
She bids me hope ! and, in that charming word,
Has
peace and transport to my

soul restor'd.

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

ADDISON. EDUCATION - WISDOM &c.

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What sweet delirium o'er his bosom stole !

BEATTIE's Minstrel No word was spoken, all was feelingThe silent transport of the heart.

LEVI FRISIE Une hour of such bliss is a life ere it closes'Tis one drop of fragrance from thousands of roses.

P. M. WETMORE.

EDUCATION — WISDOM — WIT, &c.

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 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. Learning by study must be won; 'T was ne'er entail'd from sire to son.

Gay's Fables, For what is truth and knowledge, but a kind 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 ?

BUTLER Besides 't is known he could speak Greek As naturally as pigs squeak.

BUTLER'S Hudlibras

EDUCATION - WISDOM, &r.

He was in logic a great critic,
Profoundly skill'd in analytic;
He could distinguish and divide
A hair 'twixt south and south-west side.

BUTLER'S Hudibras
Learning, that cobweb of the brain,
Profane, erroneous, and vain :
A trade of knowledge, as replete
As others are with fraud and cheat ;
An art to encumber gifts and wit,
And render both for nothing fit.

BUTLER's Hudibras. The clouds may drop down titles and estates, Wealth may seek us—but wisdom must be sought.

Young's Night Thoughts. For just experience tells in every soil, That those who think must govern those who toil.

GOLDSMITH's Traveller, Mix'd reason with pleasure, and wisdom with mirth.

GOLDSMITH's Retaliation. Superior beings, when of late they saw A mortal man unfold all nature's law, Admir'd such wisdom in an earthly shape, And show'd a Newton, as we show an ape.

Pope's Essay on Man. -Mingles with the friendly bowl The feast of reason, and the flow of soul.

POPE Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies.

PoPE TA little learning is a dangerous thing ;

Drink deep, or taste not, the Pierian spring;
For shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,
And drinking deeply sobers us again.

Pope's Essay on Criticism.

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His

very

True wit is nature to advantage drest,
That oft was thought, but ne'er so well exprest,
Something whose truth, convinc'd at sight, we find,
That gives us back the image of our mind.

Pope's Essay on Criticism
What is it to be wise?
'Tis but to know how little can be known,
To see all others' faults, and feel our own.

Pope's Essay on Mar Nature and nature's laws lay hid in night; God said, let Newton be! and all was light.

РОРЕ. , O'er nature's laws God cast the veil of night, Out blaz’d a Newton's soul-and all was light.

AARON HILL. name a title-page, and next His life a commentary on the text.

WOODBRIDGE. He learn'd the arts of riding, fencing, gunnery, And how to scale a fortress or--a nunnery.

BYRON's Don Juan. The languages-especially the dead,

The sciences—and most of all the abstruse, The arts—at least all such as could be said To be the most remote from common use.

BYRON's Don Juan. And stoic Franklin's energetic shade, Rob'd in the lightning which his hand allay'd.

Byron's Age of Bronze,
Sorrow is knowledge; they, who know the most,
Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth,
'The sree of knowledge is not that of life.

Byron's Manfred.
For Plato's love sublime,
And all the wisdom of the Stagyrite,
Enrich'd and beautified his studious mind.

WORDSWORTH---From the Italian.

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EDUCATION-WISDOM, &o.

For any man, with half an eye,
What stands before him may espy.
But optics sharp it needs, I ween,
To see what is not to be seen.

TRUMBULL S McFingub
On every point, in earnest or in jest,

His judgment, and his prudence, and his wit,
Were deem'd the very touchstone, and the test
Of what was proper, graceful, just, and fit.

J. H. FRERE.
The wish to know—the endless thirst,

Which even by quenching is awak'd,
And which becomes or bless d or curs’d,
As is the fount whereat 't is slak'd.

Moore's Loves of the Angels.
Extremes of fortune are true wisdom's test,
And he's of men most wise, who bears them best.

CUMBERLAND's Philemon.
Lur'd by its charms, he sits and learns to trace
The midnight wanderings of the orbs of space ;
Boldly he knocks at wisdom's inmost gate,
With nature counsels, and communes with fate.

CHARLES SPRAGUE.
She had read
Her father's well-fill'd library with profit,
And could talk charmingly; then she could sing
And play too, passably, and dance with spirit;
Yet she was knowing in all needle-work,
And shont in dairy and in kitchen too,
As in the parlour.

J N. BARKER
Youth it instructs, old age delights,

Adorns prosperity, and when
Of adverse fate we feel the blights,
"T will comfort and solace us then.

J. T. WATSON.

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