...angel-helpers listening hear thee ! THE BITTER CUP. BY SIRS. :; . K. PERKINS. " The good die young, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust, Burn to the socket." WORDSWORTH. How many of the young, the gifted, and the good, pass to an early grave, and the unheeding...

...waves break with one sad burthen — " It might have been?" 7* CHAPTER IX. "The good die first; Bat they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket." AT last there came a sad day at the Ridge. Aunt Patience had a fall upon the ice in the previous winter,...

...within these walls, at my approach, A daughter's welcome gave me, ana I loved her As my own child. O sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are...looks, When she upheld the cool refreshment drawn Prom that forsaken spring ; and no one eame But he was welcome ; no one went away But that it seem'd...

...sententious maxims, with clear, compact, and beautifully expressed truths. We will take a few at random. " O Sir ! the good die first; And they, whose hearts are dry as summer dust, Burn to the socket." " But know we not that he, who intermits The appointed task and duties of the day, Untunes full oft...

...been snatched away just at the moment he was about to enter the vineyard ! Wordsworth says : — " The good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket." The dispensation is an impressive one, and reads lessons of much moment to us all. The young must feel...

...which looks down in antique beauty on the grave of young Adonais, he sleeps in peace. CONCLUSION. " The good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket." THE flames that lighted up Shelley's funeral pyre were not fairly extinguished when the tardy world...

...looks down in antique beauty on the grave of young Adonais, he sleeps in peace. CONCLUSION. •• The good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket." THE flames that lighted up Shelley's funeral pyre were not fairly extinguished when the tardy world...

...let it lie ! How foolish are such thoughts ! Forgive them. Never — never did my steps Approach this door but she who dwelt within A daughter's welcome...as summer dust Burn to the socket. Many a passenger Had blessed poor Margaret for her gentle looks When she upheld the cool refreshment drawn From that...

...road but she, Who liv'd within these walls, at my approach, A daughter's welcome gave, and I lov'd her As my own child. Oh, sir ! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Bum to the socket. Many a passenger Hath blessed poor Margaret for her gentle looks, When she upheld...

...past, On thy sweet brow is sorrow plongh'd by shame, And annals graved in characters of flame." BTBOH. "Oh, sir! the good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket." WOBDBWOBTH. VOL. III. WOODLEIGH. CHAPTER I. ABROAD. MR. MARKINGHAM was right — one does not give...