which were lately beheld with indifference | tend should be realized. His passions were occupy now all the powers and capacities strong, and sometimes they broke out with of the soul, the contrast between the present vehemence; but he had the power of checkand the past serving only to enhance and to ing them in an instant. Perhaps self-control endear so unlooked-for an acquisition. What was the most remarkable trait of his characGray has so finely said of the pleasures of ter. It was in part the effect of discipline, vicissitude conveys but a faint image of what yet he seems by nature to have possessed this is experienced by the man who, after having power to a degree which has been denied to lost in vulgar occupations and vulgar amuse- other men. ments his earliest and most precious years, is thus introduced at last to a new heaven and a new earth. 'The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, DUGALD STEWART. WASHINGTON'S MORAL CHARACTER. A Christian in faith and practice, he was habitually devout. His reverence for religion is seen in his example, his public communications and his private writings. He uniformly ascribed his successes to the beneficent agency of the supreme Being. Charitable and humane, he was liberal to the poor and kind to those in distress. As a husband, son and brother he was tender and affectionate. Without vanity, ostentation or pride, HIS moral qualities were in perfect har- he never spoke of himself or his actions un mony with those of his intellect. Duty was the ruling principle of his conduct, and the rare endowments of his understanding were not more constantly tasked to devise the best methods of effecting an object than they were to guard the sanctity of conscience. No instance can be adduced in which he was actuated by a sinister motive or endeavored to attain an end by unworthy means. Truth, integrity and justice were deeply rooted in his mind, and nothing could rouse his indignation so soon or so utterly destroy his confidence as the discovery of the want of these virtues in any one whom he had trusted. Weaknesses, follies, indiscretions, he could forgive, but subterfuge and dishonesty he never forgot, rarely pardoned. He was candid and sincere, true to his friends and faithful to all, neither practising dissimulation, descending to artifice nor holding out expectations which he did not in The less required by circumstances which con- JARED SPARKS. POVERTY AND LOVE.-He travels safe and not unpleasantly who is guarded by poverty and guided by love. SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. I drew my child's hand in my own— The bride or groom I could not seeAnd leaned against a pillared stone To wait until they passed by me; I did not know their names or why Or why I wept and longed to pray, I was not old, but pain and care Had left their shadow on my face And scattered silver in my hair. I heard the murmur of the crowd, And coiled beneath in waves of light, His love for her, their mingled joy. Their happiness to misery. I would not, but I breathed a prayer His great dark eyes were all ablaze, Sweet smile and lofty brow, the same Unconquered air and heart of fire, Crowned by the same untarnished naine. My lost, lost king lived in my boy; ADA P. REYNOLDS. MOTHER EGYPT. Draw down your great ships to the seas; What would you have your mother do? ARK-BROWED she broods with weary Disdainful silence like to this. DA lids Beside her Sphynx and pyramids, If she be dead, respect the dead; Then back, brave England-back in peace- Go back! else bid your high priests take Your tent not far from Nazareth, Your camp spreads where His child-feet strayed: If Christ had seen this work of death, If Christ had seen these ships invade, I think the patient Christ had said, W JOAQUIN MILLER. BLUE-EYED ANN. HEN the rough North forgets to howl, "Go back, brave men! Take up your dead; My blue-eyed Ann I'll cease to love. |