14. Young men soon give, and soon forget affronts, Old age is slow in both. 15. ADDISON'S Cato. Yet oh! when thou shalt die, 16. Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, But God will never. NAT. LEE. COWPER'S Task. 17. The truly brave are soft of heart and eyes, And feel for what their duty bids them do. BYRON'S Marino Faliero. 18. Pity is it pity to recall to feeling 19. BYRON'S Two Foscari. Go to you are a child, BYRON'S Two Foscari. 20. With tears for nought but others' ills; And then they flow'd like mountain rills, Unless he could assuage their woe. BYRON's Prisoner of Chillon. 21. Hate shuts her soul when dove-ey'd Mercy pleads. CHARLES SPRAGUE. 22. Forgive and forget!-why the world would be lonely, Thro' her expressive eyes, her soul distinctly spoke. LORD LYTTLETON. 3. Whate'er the emotions of her heart, Still shone conspicuous in her eyesStranger to every female art, Alike to feign, or to disguise. SHAW. 4. Heart on her lips, and soul within her eyes. BYRON. 5. If tenderness touch'd her, the dark of her eye At once took a darker, a heavenlier dye, From the depth of whose shadow, like holy revealings, FREEDOM LIBERTY. 1. Oh! give me liberty! For were even Paradise my prison, Still I should long to leap the crystal walls. MOORE. DRYDEN. 2. Oh, Liberty! thou goddess heavenly bright! 3. A day, an hour of virtuous liberty, ADDISON'S Italy. ADDISON'S Cato. 4. The greatest glory of a free-born people, 5. But slaves, that once conceive the glowing thought 6. 'Tis liberty alone that gives the flowers Of fleeting life their lustre and perfume, And we are weeds without it. HAVARD. COWPER'S Task. 7. COWPER'S Task. Easier were it To hurl the rooted mountain from its base, 8. We will not be the traitor slaves, While heaven has light, or earth has graves. 9. Go, tame the wild torrent, or stem with a straw SOUTHEY. The proud surges that sweep o'er the sands that confin'd them; But presume not again to give Freemen a law, Or think, with the chains they have broken, to bind them! 288 FREEDOM-LIBERTY. 10. By the hope within us springing, By that sun, whose light is bringing No charm for him who lives not free! 11. And Oh! if there be, on this earthly sphere, A boon, an offering Heaven holds dear, "T is the last libation Liberty draws MOORE. From the heart that bleeds, and breaks in her cause! MOORE'S Lalla Rookh. 12. Tho' too true to themselves e'er to crouch to oppression, Who can yield to just rule a more loyal submission? HON. W. GASTON. 13. Who would be free, themselves must strike the blow. BYRON'S Childe Harold. 14. For Freedom's battle, oft begun, Bequeath'd from bleeding sire to son, Tho' baffled oft, is ever won. BYRON'S Giaour. 15. Brightest in dungeons, Liberty! thou art, For then thy habitation is the heart! BYRON's Prisoner of Chillon. 16. Should a conqueror tread on our forefathers' dust, It would wake the old bones from their graves. CAMPBELL. 17. Those sacred rights to which themselves were born. AKENSIDE. 18. Oh, Liberty! can man resign thee, Once having felt thy generous flame? Can dungeons, bolts, and bars confine thee, Marseilles Hymn. FRIENDSHIP. 1. Friendship is constant in all other things, Therefore, all hearts in love use their own tongues; And trust no agent. 2. Thou dost conspire against thy friend, Iago, SHAKSPEARE. If thou but think'st him wrong'd, and makʼst his ear SHAKSPEARE. 3. A friend should bear his friend's infirmities. SHAKSPEARE. 4. Who shall compare love's mean and gross desire 5. The joys of friendship, GAY'S Dione. The trust, security, and mutual tenderness, 6. Friendship above all ties does bind the heart, ROWE. LORD ORRERY. 7. First on thy friend deliberate with thyself; YOUNG'S Night Thoughts. |