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To most men experience is like the stern lights of a ship, which illumine only the track it has passed. (Coleridge.

All is but lip wisdom which wants experience. (Sir P. Sidney.

Nor deem the irrevocable Past,
As wholly wasted, wholly vain,
If rising on its wrecks, at last
To something nobler we attain.
(Longfellow.

We read the past by the light of the present, and the forms vary as the shadows fall, or as the point of vision alters. (Froude.

In her experience all her friends relied, Heaven was her help and nature was her

guide. (Crabbe.

The finest poetry was first experience. (Emerson.

What man would be wise, let him drink of the river That bears on its waters the record of Time; A message to him every wave can deliver To teach him to creep till he knows how to climb. (John Boyle O'Reilly.

It is some compensation for great evils that they enforce great lessons. (Bowee.

I think there are stores laid up in our human nature that our understandings can make no complete inventory of.

(George Eliot.

We gain Justice, judgment, with years, or else years are in vain. (Owen Meredith.

Time will teach thee soon the truth,
There are no birds in last year's nest.
(Longfellow.

The child, through stumbling, learns to walk erect. Every fall is a fall upward. (Theodore Parker.

Only so much do I know, as I have lived. (Emerson.

Experience is no more transferable in morals

than in art. (Froude.

Do not cheat thy Heart, and tell her, “Grief will pass away, Hope for fairer times in future, And forget to-day.” Tell her, if you will, that sorrow Need not come in vain; Tell her that the lesson taught her Far outweighs the pain. (Adelaide A. Proctor Behold, we live through all things, famine, thirst, Bereavement, pain; all grief and misery, All woe and sorrow; life inflicts its worst On soul and body, but we cannot die Though we be sick, and tired, and faint, and worn,Lo, all things can be borne! (Elizabeth Akers. Making all futures fruits of all the pasts. (Edwin Arnold. A face that had a story to tell. How different faces are in this particular ! Some of them speak not. They are books in which not a line is written, save perhaps a date. (Longfellow.

Walls must get the weather stain
Before they grow the ivy. (E. B. Browning.

And thou, too, whosoe'er thou art,
That readest this brief psalm,
As one by one thy hopes depart,
Be resolute and calm.
O fear not in a world like this,
And thou shalt know ere long—
Know how sublime a thing it is

To suffer and be strong. (Longfellow.

FAITH.

Faith builds a bridge across the gulf of death, To break the shock blind nature cannot shun. And lands thought smoothly on the farther

shore. (Young.

There is no strength in unbelief. Even the unbelief of what is false is no source of might. It is the truth shining from be. hund that gives the strength to disbelieve. (George MacDonald. Every generation laughs at the old fashions, but follows religiously the new. (Thoreau.

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800 GEMS FOR THE FIRESIDE.

The sweetest of all sounds is praise.
(Xenophon.

Who pants for glory, finds but short repose;
A breath revives him, or a breath o'erthrows.
(Pope.
Glory is like a circle in the water,
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself,
Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to naught.
(Shakespeare.
The sweet remembrance of the just
Shall flourish when he sleeps in dust.
(Tate and Brady.
The man is vain who writes for praise;
Praise no man e'er deserved who sought no

in ore. (Young.
Oh Fame —if I e'er took delight in thy
praises,
'Twas less for the sake of thy high sounding
phrases,
Than to see the bright eyes of the dear one
discover
She thought that I was not unworthy to love
her. (Byron.

Scarcely two hundred years back can Fame recollect articulately at all; and there she but maunders and mumbles (Carlyle.

After your death you were better have a bad epitaph, than their ill report while you lived. (Shakespeare.

Good men will yield thee praise; then slight

the rest;
'Tis best, praise-worthy, to have pleased the
best. (Capt. John Smith.

The love of praise, howe'er conceal’d by art,
Reigns more or less, and glows in ev'ry heart.
(Young.
Great men die and are forgotten,
Wise men speak; their words of wisdom
Perish in the ears that hear them.

(Longfellow.
FASHION.

New customs,
Though they be never so ridiculous,
Nay, let 'em be unmanly, yet are followed.

(Shakespeare.

Your supper is like the Hidalgo's dinner: very little meat, and a great deal of table-cloth. (Longfellow.

I see; . . . . . that the fashion wears out more apparel than the man. (Shakespeare.

Every fancy you consult, consult your purse. (Franklin.

Nothing is thought rare Which is not new, and follow'd; yet we know That what was worn some twenty years ago

Comes into grace again.
(Beaumont and Fletcher.

Be not the first by whom the new are tryd, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside. (Pope.

There can be no kernel in this light nut; the soul of this man is in his clothes.

(Shakespeare.

FATE AND FORTUNE.

Fate is the friend of the good, the guide of the wise, the tyrant of the foolish, the enemy of the bad. (W. R. Alger.

There is a tide in the affairs of men,
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune,
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.

(Shakespeare. Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate. (Pope.

Except wind stands as never it stood,
It is an ill wind turns none to good. (Tusser.

A woman's lot is made for her by the love she accepts. (George Eliot.

I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness:

And, from that full meridian of my glory,

I haste now to my setting. (Shakespeare.

What a glorious thing human life is, . . . . and how glorious man's destiny. (Longfellow.

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