Where wouldst thou seek for peace or quietness,
If not beside the altar of thy God?

Talking does no work.

Louisa Jane Hall

Life is thine, and "life is earnest,"

Toil and grief thou canst not shun,
But be hopeful and believing,
Till the prize of faith is won.

Pleasure is a shadow, wealth is vanity, and power a pag. eant; but knowledge is ecstatic in enjoyment, perennial in fame, unlimited in space, and infinite in duration.

He who commands himself is more a prince
Than he who nations keeps in awe;

Who yield to all that does their souls convince,
Shall never need another law.

Katharine Philips,

Corkscrews have sunk more people than cork jackets will ever keep up.

The world is a well furnished table,
Where guests are promiscuously set;
Where all fare as well as they're able,
And scramble for what they can get.

Bickerstaff.

Nip sin in the bud. It is easier blowing out a candle than a house on fire.

A little rule, a little sway,

A sunbeam in a winter's day,

Is all the proud and mighty have
Between the cradle and the grave.

Pope.

Always laugh when you can; it is a cheap medicine. Merriment is a philosophy not well understood. It is the sunny side of existence.

Much as we prize the highest good in life,
We would not wish an angel for a wife;

But be content with what is far more common,

A genial hearted, true and loving woman.

He who sows brambles must not go barefoot.

Action is eloquence, and the eyes of the ignorant
More learned than the ears.

Shakspeare

Our grand business is, not to see what lies dimly at a

distance, but to do what lies closely at hand.

Death's but a path that must be trod

If man would ever pass to God.

Carlyle

Parnel

Let us make a heaven of earth.

Ambition has no rest.

O God! how beautiful the thought,
How merciful the blessed decree,
That grace can e'er be found when sought,
And naught shut out the soul from thee!

Montgomery.
Bulwer.

Eliza Cook.

The true grandeur of humanity is in moral elevation, sustained, enlightened, and decorated by the intellect of man.

Charles Sumner.

O Night, most beautiful and rare!
Thou giv'st the heavens their holiest hue;
And through the azure fields of air
Bring'st down the gentle dew.

Architecture is frozen music.

Read. Schelling.

Be noble! and the nobleness that lies

Lowell.

In other men, sleeping, but never dead, 'Will rise in majesty to meet thine own. There is nothing beautiful and good that dies and is forgotten. An infant, a prattling child, a youth well taught, will live again in the better thoughts of those who loved it, and will play its part, though its body be turned to ashes or drowned in the deepest sea. There is not an angel added to the host of heaven but does its blessed work on earth in those that loved it here. Dickens.

Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains;
They crowned him long ago

On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds,
With a diadem white as snow.

Byron.

Every person is responsible for all the good within the scope of his abilities, and for no more, and none can tell whose scope is the largest.

Gail Hamilton.

The soul of music slumbers in the shell,
Till waked and kindled by the master's spell;
And feeling hearts, touch them but lightly, pour
A thousand melodies unheard before.

Think that To-day shall never dawn again.

Rogers.

Dante,

Defer not till to-morrow to be wise:

To-morrow's sun to thee may never rise.

Congreve,

Temperance and abstinence, faith and devotion are in themselves perhaps as laudable as any other virtues; but those which make a man popular and beloved, are justice, charity, munificence, and, in short, all the good qualities that render us beneficial to each other.

Shun delays, they breed remorse;

Take thy time while time is lent thee;
Creeping snails have weakest force;
Fly their fault, lest thou repent thee.
Good is best when soonest wrought,
Lingering labors come to naught.

Addison.

Southwell.

By desiring what is perfectly good, even when we don't quite know what it is and cannot do what we would, we are a part of the divine power against evil-widening the skirts of light and making the struggle with darkness narrower.

Zeal is that pure and heavenly flame
The fire of love supplies;

While that which often bears the name

Is self in a disguise.

George Eliot.

Newton.

Great powers and natural gifts do not bring privileges to

their possessor, so much as they bring duties.

But who will call those noble who deface,

Beecher.

By meaner acts, the glories of their race;
Whose only title to their father's fame

Is couched in the dead letters of their name?

Dryden.

It is a fair, even-handed, noble adjustment of things, that while there is infection in disease and sorrow there is nothing In the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor. Dickens.

We are wrong always, when we think too much
Of that we think or are; albeit our thoughts

Be verily bitter as self sacrifice,

We're no less selfish. If we sleep on rocks
Or roses, sleeping past the hour of noon
We're lazy.

Mrs. Browning.

Work is worship! He that understands this well, understands the prophecy of the whole future; the last evangel, which has included all others.

Carlyle,

DRAMATIC SUPPLEMENT

-TO

One Hundred Choice Selections, No. 17

FOURTH ACT OF "THE MERCHANT OF VENICE."

SCENE-A Court of Justice. Long table, set lengthwise, covered with green, containing large books, writing materials, parchments, money bags, etc. A raised seat for the Duke.

The DUKE, ANTONIO, BASSANIO, SOLANIO, GRATIANO, and Attendants, discovered.

DUKE. (Seated.) What, is Antonio here?

ANT. Ready, so please your grace.

DUKE. I am sorry for thee; thou art come to answer

A stony adversary, an inhuman wretch,

Uncapable of pity, void and empty

From any dram of mercy.

ANT. I have heard

Your grace hath ta'en great pains to qualify

His rigorous course; but since he stands obdurais,

And that no lawful means can carry me

Out of his envy's reach, I do oppose

My patience to his fury; and am armed
To suffer, with a quietness of spirit,

The very tyranny and rage of his.

DUKE. Go one, and call the Jew into the court.

SOL. He's ready at the door: he comes, my lord.
Enter Shylock.

DUKE. Make room, and let him stand before our face, Shylock, the world thinks, and I think so too,

That thou but lead'st this fashion of thy malice

To the last hour of act; and then, 'tis thought

Thou'lt show thy mercy, and remorse, more strange
Than is thy strange apparent cruelty:

And, where thou now exact'st the penalty,

(Which is a pound of this poor merchant's flesh,)
Thou wilt not only loose the forfeiture,

But, touched with human gentleness and love,
Forgive a moiety of the principal;

Glancing an eye of pity on his losses,
That have of late so huddled on his back,
Enough to press a royal merchant down,
And pluck commiseration of his state

From brassy bosoms, and rough hearts of flint;
From stubborn Turks and Tartars, never trained
To offices of tender courtesy.

We all expect a gentle answer, Jew.

SHY. I have possessed your grace of what I purpose
And by our holy sabbath have I sworn,
To have the due and forfeit of my bond:
If you deny it, let the danger light
Upon your charter, and your city's freedom.
You'll ask me, why I rather choose to have
A weight of carrion flesh, than to receive
Three thousand ducats:-I'll not answer that:
But say, it is my humor: is it answered?
What if my house be troubled with a rat,
And I be pleased to give ten thousand ducats
To have it baned; what, are you answered yet?
Some men there are, love not a gaping pig;
Some, that are mad if they behold a cat;

Now for your answer:

As there is no firm reason to be rendered
Why he cannot abide a gaping pig;

Why he, a harmless necessary cat;
So can I give no reason, nor will I not,
More than a lodged hate, and certain loathing
I bear Antonio, that I follow thus

A losing suit against him. Are you answered?

BASS. This is no answer, thou unfeeling man,