SUPPLEMENT TO One Hundred Choice Selections, No. 31 CONTAINING SENTIMENTS For Public Occasions; WITTICISMS For Home Enjoyment; LIFE THOUGHTS For Private Reflection; FUNNY SAYINGS For Social Pastime, &c. Behind the snowy loaf is the mill-wheel; behind the mill is the wheatfield; on the wheatfield rests the sunlight: above the sun is God. He who ascends to mountain tops shall find Lowell. The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow: He who surpasses or subdues mankind Must look down on the hate of those below. Though high above the sun of glory glow, And far beneath the earth and ocean spread, Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow Contending tempests on his naked head; And thus reward the toils which to those summits led. Byron. Cheerful people, who look on the bright side of the picture, and who are ever ready to snatch victory from defeat, are always popular,-they are not only happy in themselves, but the cause of happiness to others. God's ways seem dark, but soon or late, They touch the shining hills of day. Whittier. Good manners is the art of making those people easy with whom we converse. Whoever makes the fewest people un easy is the best bred in company. The man who has a thousand friends Has not a friend to spare; But he who has one enemy Swift. Will meet him everywhere. Emerson. It is the far sight, the calm and confident patience, that more than anything else, separate man from man and near him to his Creator, and there is no action or art that we may not measure by this test. Therefore when we build, let us think that we build forever. Let us read some striking passage, Learning without thought is labor lost. Ruskin Confucius. All honor to woman, the sweetheart, the wife, Except when permitted to have her own way. Halleck, A lamp in the house will often do us more good than a star in the sky. Would you like a new recipe,-simple, delightful, Whose components may always be found within you, Take a gill of forbearance, four ounces of patience, Man wants but little here below, But woman-bless her little heart! Hawthorne. A man's nature runs either to herbs or weeds; therefore let him seasonably water the one and destroy the other. Live not without a friend! The Alpine rock must own In every ouse should be a window to the sky. W. W. Story. Nobody ought to read poetry, or look at pictures or statues, who cannot find a great deal more in them than the poet or artist has actually expressed. Their highest merit is suggestiveness. Hawthorne. Be thou a hero; let thy might Tramp on eternal snows its way, And through the ebon walls of night, Hew down a passage unto day. Park Benjamin. A wilful falsehood is a cripple, not able to stand by itself without another to support it. It is easy to tell a lie, but it is hard to tell only one lie. What is life? 'Tis a delicate shell, On time's bank of quicksand to dwell, And a moment of loveliness show. Where there is one man who squints with his eyes, there are a dozen who squint with their brains. Is learning your ambition? Must climb to her abode. Saxe. When a man has the conviction that the world owes him a living the best thing he can do is to go to work immediately and collect the debt. Oh, never from thy tempted heart When disappointment fills thy cup, Read There is one furnace that melts all hearts,--love; there i one balm that soothes all pain,- patience; there is one med. icine that cures all ills,-time; there is one peace that end all strife, death; there is one light that illuminates all dark、 ness,-hope. Ivan Panin, The mind should have its palace walls, To tell a falsehood is like the cut of a saber; for, thoug the wound may heal, the scar of it will remain. Sadi. The sea of ambition is tempest-tossed, And thy hopes may vanish like foam; Then look to the light of home. S. J. Hale By emperor I mean simply any man to whom it is given to make for himself a home; and by palace I mean any house, however small, in which love dwells and on which the sun can shine. Remember aye, the ocean deeps are mute, The shallows roar; Worth is the ocean-fame the fruit Along the shore. H. H Schiller. To me it seems as if when God conceived the world, that was poetry; He formed it, and that was sculpture; He varied and colored it, and that was painting; and then, crowning all, He peopled it with living beings, and that was the grand, divine, eternal drama. Charlotte Cushman. How wise we are when the chance has fled, And a glance we backward cast! We know just the thing that we should have said I have always preferred cheerfulness to mirth. The latter I consider as an act, the former as a habit of the mind. Mirth is short and transient, cheerfulness fixed and permanent. Those are often raised into the greatest transports of mirth who are subject to the greatest depressions of melancholy; on the contrary, cheerfulness, though it does not give the mind such an exquisite gladness, prevents us from falling into any depths of sorrow. Mirth is like a flash of lightning, that breaks through a gloom of clouds and glit ters for a moment; cheerfulness keeps up a kind of daylight in the mind, and fills it with a steady and perpetual serenity. Addison. That a woman likes mirrors we're prone to suspect; A woman oft speaks when she doesn't reflect. A mirror reflects without speaking. Character teaches above our wills. Men imagine that they communicate their virtue or vice only by overt actions, and they do not see that virtue or vice emits a breath every mo ment. Emerson Take heed to the moments; for with them they bear Eggleston. As the Sandwich Islander believes that the strength and valor of the enemy he kills passes into himself, so we gain the strength of the temptation we resist. He's true to God who's true to man; Wherever wrong is done To the humblest and the weakest And they are slaves most base Whose love of right is for themselves, Lowell. Be what nature intended you for, and you will succeed. Be anything else, and you will be ten-thousand times worse than nothing. Sidney Smith. If we could know how little others care to hear our tales; If they could know how what they say upon our hearing stales, If such a state of circumstances we shall ever see, Oh, what a very quiet place this noisy world will be! Beware of too sublime a sense of your own worth and consequence. Cowper. Only the song that is born of the pain of a bruised heart Try to frequent the company of your betters. In books and life that is the most wholesome society. Thackaray. Then brother man fold to thy heart thy brother. To worship rightly is to love each other, Each smile a hymn, each kindly deed a prayer. Whittier. |