Howe'er it be, it seems to me
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more than coronets,
And simple faith than Norman blood.
Angels are round the good man, to catch the incense of his prayers,
Where some, like magistrates, correct at home; Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad; Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings. Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent royal of their emperor. Who, busy'd in his tent, surveys
And they fly to minister kindness to those for The singing mason building roofs of gold;
Tupper's Proverbial Philosophy. See the lone wanderer, 'mid the wastes of death, Rejoicing hails the Alpine blossom's breath,- As, shuddering at the glacier's awful power, He seeks the beauty of the meek-ey'd flower, And there reposes in a stedfast trust That on the plant no avalanche storm will burst. What kind'es thus his faith, and calms his fears? The seal of love and hope the blossom bears; Though round him heave a dark and frozen flood, One thought is peace, is safety-'God is good!' Nor could the wanderer idly turn away; His lip might move not, but his heart would pray; And he would gather, in that musing hour, Amid those trophies of Jehovah's power, New strength of soul, a grander scope of thought, His mind to nobler purpose would be wrought, And feel and own, in this calm, solemn mood, That 't is man's highest glory to be good! Mrs. Hale's Constantia. Man should dare all things that he knows is right, And fear to do no act save what is wrong; But, guided safely by his inward light,
And with a permanent belief, and strong, In Him who is our Father and our Friend, He should walk stedfastly unto the end.
The civil citizens kneading up the honey; The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burthens at his narrow gate: The sad-ey'd justice with his surly hum, Delivering o'er to executors pale The lazy yawning drone.
Can steer a ship becalm'd; but he that will Govern and carry her to her ends, must know His tides, his currents, how to shift his sails; What she will bear in foul, what in fair weathers; Where her springs are, her leaks, and how to stop them;
What strands, what shelves, what rocks do threaten her;
The forces, and the natures of all winds, Gusts, storms, and tempests: when her keel ploughs hell,
And deck knocks heaven, then to manage her, Becomes the name and office of a pilot. Jonson's Catiline.
Your sex is too imperious to rule; You are too busy, and too stirring, to Be put in action; your curiosity Would do as much harm in a kingdom, as A monkey in a glass shop; move, and remove, "Till you had broken all.
Cartwright's Royal Slave.
A kingdom is a nest of families, and a family a small kingdom;
And while "Lord, Lord!" the pious tyrants cried, And the government of whole or part different in
Who in the poor their Master crucified,
His daily prayer, far better understood
In acts than words, was simply DOING GOOD.
GOVERNMENT.
So work the honey-bees, Creatures, that by a rule in nature teach The art of order to a peopled kingdom. They have a king, and officers of sorts,
Tupper's Proverbial Philosophy.
The best of human governments is the patriarchal
The authoriz'd supremacy of one, the prescriptive
Therefore the children of the East have thriven
Obeying, even as a god, the royal father of Cathay⚫ Therefore shall Magog among the nations arise
And rend, in the fury of his power, de insurgent world beneath him;
be hurled by the will of one,
For the thunderbolt of concentrated strength can | A lovelier nymph the pencil never drew; For the fond graces form'd her easy mien, While the dissipated forces of many are harmless And heaven's soft azure in her eye was seen. as summer lightning.
Tupper's Proverbial Philosophy. A government, on freedom's basis built, Has, in all ages, been the theme of song, And the desire of great and godlike men, For this the Grecian patriots fought; for this The noblest Roman died. Shall I go on? Name Tell, and Hampden, and our Washington? The perfect hero whose example shows How war with righteousness may be allied- The conqueror with the Christian; and how man In blessing others finds his highest fame! Mrs. Hale's Ormond Grosvenor.
And then we 'll raise, on Liberty's broad base, A structure of wise government, and show, In our new world, a glorious spectacle Of social order. Freemen, equals all, By reason sway'd, self-govern'd, self-improv'd, And the electric chain of public good Twin'd round the private happiness of each; And every heart thrill'd by the patriot chord That sounds the glory of America!
Mrs. Hale's Ormond Grosvenor.
A free Republic - where, beneath the sway Of mild and equal laws, fram'd by themselves, One people dwell, and own no lord save God! Mrs. Hale's Ormond Grosvenor.
Fairer than the ghost of the hills, when it moves in a sunbeam at noon, over the silence of Morven. Ossian.
See what a grace is seated on that brow.
Impatient nature had taught motion To start from time, and, cheerfully, to fly, Before, and seize upon maturity.
Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love.
Milton's Paradise Lost. Improvident?
Massinger, Middleton and Rowley's Old Law.
Grace shaped her limbs, and beauty deck'd her The benefits he sow'd in me, met not
Sylvia's like autumn ripe, yet mild as May, Morc bright than noon, yet fresh as early day.
Unthankful ground, but yielded him his own With fair increase; and I still glory in it.
The light of love, the purity of grace, The mind, the music breathing from her face. Byron.
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