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HAPPY the man, whom bounteous gods allow With his own hands paternal grounds to plough! Like the first golden mortals, happy he, From bus'nefs and the cares of money free! No human ftorms break off at land his fleep, No loud alarms of nature on the deep: From all the cheats of law he lives fecure, Nor does th' affronts of palaces endure. Sometimes the beauteous marriageable vine He to the lufty bridegroom elm does join: Sometimes he lops the barren trees around, And grafts new life into the fruitful wound: Sometimes he fhears his flock; and fometimes he Stores up the golden treasures of the bee. He fees the lowing herds walk o'er the plain, While neighb'ring hills low back to them again. And when the feafon, rich as well as gay, All her autumnal bounty does display, How is he pleas'd, th' increafing ufe to fee Of his well-trufted labours bend the tree! Of which large ftores, on the glad facred days, He gives to friends, and to the gods repays. With how much joy does he, beneath some shade, By aged trees' rev'rend embraces made, His careless head on the fresh green recline, y His head uncharg'd with fear, or with defign!-Cowley, GOD made the country and man made the town. What wonder, then, that health and virtue, gifts That can alone make sweet the bitter draught That life holds out to all, fhould most abound, And least be threatened, in the fields and groves? Poffefs ye, therefore, ye who, borne about In chariots and fedans, know no fatigue But that of idleness, and taste no scenes But fuch as art contrives-poffefs ye Your element: there only can ye shine: There only minds like yours can do no harm, Our groves were planted to confole at noon The penfive wand'rer in their fhades. At eve, The ioon-beam fliding foftly in between The fleeping leaves, is all the light they wish; Birds warb'ling all the mufic. We can spare
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How happy is the harmlefs country-maid, Who, rich by nature, fcorns fuperfluous aid! Whofe modeft clothes no wanton eyes invite But, like her foul, preferve the native white : Whofe little ftore her well-taught mind does pleafe; Not pinch'd with want, nor cloy'd with wanton ease: Who, free from ftorms, which on the great ones fall, Makes but few wishes, and enjoys them all. No care, but love, can difcompofe her breast, Love, of all cares, the fweetcft and the best !-Rofcommon.
CONTEMPT of others is the trueft fymptom of a base and bad heart. While it fuggefts itself to the mean and the vile, and tickles their little fancy on every occafion, it never enters the great and good mind, but on the ftrongest motives: nor is it then a welcome guest; affording only an uneafy fenfation, and bringing always with it a mixture of concern and compaffion.-Fielding.
CONTEMPT is a kind of gangrene, which, if it feizes one part of a character, corrupts all the reft by degrees.Johnson.
THERE is not in human nature a more odious difpofition' than a pronenefs to contempt, which is a mixture of pride and ill nature. Nor is there any which more certainly denotes a bad mind; for in a good and benign temper there can be no room for this fenfation. That which conftitutes an object of contempt to the malevolent, becomes the object of other paffions to a worthy and good-natured man; for in such a perfon, wickedness and vice muft raife hatred and abhorrence; and weakness and folly will be fure to excite compaffion; fe
that he will find no object of his contempt in all the actions of men.-Fielding:
THE bafelt and meaneft of all human beings, are generally the most forward to defpife others. So that the most contemptible are generally the moft contemptuous.-Idem. f CONGRESS of 1774. (A vifion.)
HIGH on the foremost feat, in living light,
Sage Franklin next arofe, in awful mein;
Congress of 1774-Gare.
All pow'rs of ftate, in their extended plan,
Adams, enrag'd, a broken charter bore,
What, in this life, which foon must end,
'Twill dodge the great man's train behind,
O that the too-cenforious world would learn This wholesome rule, and with each other bear! But man, as if a foe to his own fpecies, Takes pleafure to report his neighbour's faults, Judging with rigor every fmall offence, And prides himself in fcandal. Few there are Who, injur'd, take the part of the tranfgreffor, And plead his pardon, ere he deigns to afk it.-E. Haywood.
THE converfation of moft men is difagreeable, not fo much for want of wit and learning, as of good breeding and difcretion.
If you refolve to pleafe, never fpeak to gratify any particular vanity or paffion of your own, but always with a defign either to divert or inform the company. A man who only aims at one of thefe, is always eafy in his difcourfe. He is never out of humour at being interrupted, because he confiders that thofe who hear him, are the beft judges whether what he was faying eculd either divert or inform them.
A modeft perfon seldom fails to gain the good will of thofe he converfes with; because nobody envies a man who does not appear to be pleased with himself.
We fhould talk extremely little of ourfelves. Indeed what can we fay? It would be as imprudent to discover our faults, as ridiculous to count over our fancied virtues. Our private and domelic affairs are no lefs improper to be introduced in converfation. What does it concern the company, how many horfes you keep in your ftables? Or whether your fervant is moft knave or fool?
A man may equally affront the company he is in, by engroffing all the talk, or obferving a contemptuous filence.
Before you tell a ftory, it may be generally not amiss to draw a fhort character, and give the company a true idea of the principal perfons concerned in it; the beauty of most things confifling not fo much in their being faid or done, as in their being faid or done by fuch a particular perfon, or on fuch a particular occafion.
Notwithstanding all the advantages of youth, few young people pleafe in converfation. The reafon is, that want of experience makes them pofitive, and what they fay is rather with a defign to please themfelyes than any one else.