PARLOR ENTERTAINMENT A. 1. I SAW two clouds at morning, I saw that morning cloud was blest, I saw two summer currents Flow smoothly to their meeting, And thus will meet two kindred hearts, Brainard. G.-Thou'st seen by me, and those who now despise me, Lillo. L.-By making your conduct always correct, that it may bear being viewed on all sides. The more exalted you are the more you will be observed; but if you are determined to care for nobody, nobody will care for you. 3. Happiness is a roadside flower growing on the highway of Usefulness. Tupper. G.--Fight down the Wrong, howe'er specious its bearing, Lighten the burdens about thee by sharing, Fear not the glorious peril of daring, Be it the rack, or the prison's dull bars; Hands are stretched out from the graves of past ages, Shrink not away from the common and lowly- A.. Heroes unnumbered before thee have trod; By the sweet light of their blessed example, Work on the field of Love's labor is ample Trusting Humanity, trusting in God! L.-If sorrow come, resist it not, Alice Cary. Look up to meet the heaven-sent storm, But wear a smile upon thy brow- Are never lightened if we mourn, Oh then, 'tis best to smile. 4. Mrs. Osgood. Friends many, more admirers, but the sum of all That as the faded leaves in Autumn fall, So shall their friendship prove but transient bliss. D. M. A. A. 5. It means that you love, but you dare not express 6. That With such unshaken temper of the soul You'd bear the swelling tide of prosperous fortune, Rowe. He is a poor warder of his fame, who is ever on the watch to keep it spotless; Such care argueth debility, a garrison relying on its sentinel; Purity of motive, and nobility of mind shall rarely conde scend To prove its rights, and prate of wrongs, and evidence its worth to others. And it shall be small care to the high and happy conscience What jealous friends, or envious foes, or common fools may judge. Should the lion turn and rend every snarling jackal, Or an eagle be stopped in his career to punish. the petu lance of sparrows. A. Should the palm-tree bend his crown to chide the brier at his feet, Nor kindly help its climbing, if it hope and be ambitious? Should the nightingale account it worth her pains to vindi cate her music, Before some sorry finches, that affect to judge of song? Is passed aside with noble scorn by lovers of true fame; The while it is comforted and happy in the firmest assur ince of desert. 7. I saw on the top of a mountain high Tupper. And dropped to sleep on the lonely height; I climbed the peak, and found it soon 'Tis a cheerful look, and a broken heart. Percival. 8. G.-Long and weary roads are threaded While we shrink from what impend: |