HOPE. What though corroding and multiplied sorrows, 329 From the German. And should fortune prove cruel and false to the last, Let us look to the future, and not to the past. Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; EPES SARGENT. H. W. LONGfellow. Never forget our loves, but always cling J. G. PERCIVAL. O, if love and life be but a fairy illusion, For me I hold no commerce with despair! MRS. OSGOOD. DAWES' Geraldine. Strange, how much darkness melts before a ray- Sweet to the soul the whispering Of hope and promise, when Fancy's soft fairy voices singWe part to meet again! Hidden, and deep, and never dry Or flowing or at rest, A living spring of hope doth lie DAWES' Geraldine. MRS. WELLS Does hope allure?—does pleasure smile? And hope's fair promise is dissembling. MRS. HOLFORD's Margaret of Anjir Sweet hope! how easily thy tale Wins credence from the charmed ear! On thy cold rival, halting fear! MRS. HOLFORD'S Margaret of Anjou. Like the gloom of night retiring, Doubt and fear shall chase away. The heart bow'd down by weight of woe, To weakest hope will cling. BALFE'S Bohemian Girl. Hope the sweet bird!—while that the air can fill, Let earth be ice-the soul hath summer still! And canst thou bid me smother A hope that lighted Long years of sorrow? A hope that leaves none other, When it is blighted, To make life dear? The New Timon. FRY'S Leonora HORSE. Long-hoof'd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttocks, tender hide. SHAKSPEARE HUMILITY. The beast was sturdy, large and tall, BUTLER'S Hudibras The courser paw'd the ground with restless feet, 331 DRYDEN. Champing his foam, and bounding o'er the plain, With flowing tail and flying mane, Came thickly thundering on. The long, long tail that glorified BYRON'S Mazeppa. I strode o'er his back, and he took to his wind, He plac'd on him a tridle and a saddle, SANDS. SANDS. J. T. WATSON. HUMILITY. It is the witness still of excellence, To put a strange face on its own perfection. SHAKSPEARE 832 HUNGER - HUNTING, &c I, your glass, SHAKSPEARE. Will modestly discover to yourself, That of yourself, which yet you know not o1. Her voice was ever soft, Gentle, and low; an excellent thing in woman. And claims the birthright at the throne of heaven, IDLENESS-INDUSTRY-PERSEVERANCE. The rolling wheel, that runneth often round, The firmest flint doth in continuance wear. SPENSER'S Sonnets IDLENESS-INDUSTRY, &c. 333 Who's born for sloth? To some we find "Tis industry supports us all. See the issue of your sloth: GAY'S Fables. Of sloth comes pleasure, of pleasure comes riot, CHAPMAN AND JONSON. Like clocks, one wheel another one must drive; For Hercules himself must yield to odds; He whistled as he went, for want of thought. And heard the everlasting yawn confess Industrious habits in each bosom reign, CHAPMAN. SHAKSPEARE. DRYDEN. РОРЕ. GOLDSMITH'S Traveller Attempt the end, and never stand to oubt; HERRICK. |