(Mary F. Tucker. That reach thro' nature, moulding men. Full many a gem of purest ray serene, The dark unfathom'd caves of Ocean bear. Full many a flower is born to blush unseen And waste its sweetness on the desert air. (Gray. A brave man struggling in the storms of fate. (Pope. There's a divinity that shapes our ends, (Willis. (Byron. Fate has carried me (Tennyson. But yet she never gave enough to any. All other doubts, by time let them be clear'd; Fortune comes well to all that comes not late. Fortune brings in some boats, that are not steer'd. (Shakespeare. Some day, some day of days, threading the With idle, heedless pace, Some day, some day of days, thus may we meet. Blind to former, as to future fate, (Pope. The irrevocable Hand (Longfellow. Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet (Friederich von Logau. But, O vain boast, So spins the flying world away! That opes the year's fair gate, doth ope and Follows the motion of my hand; shut The portals of our earthly destinies; We walk through blindfold, and the noiseless doors Close after us, forever. (D. M. Mulock. He that is down can fall no lower. (Butler. Sometimes an hour of Fate's serenest weather, When, moment on moment, there rushes be So on the ocean of life we pass and speak one Only a look and a voice, then darkness again tween The one and the other, a sea ; Ah, never can fall from the days that have A gleam on the years that shall be! All are architects of Fate (Longfellow. soms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him: The third day comes a frost, a killing frost; And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening,-nips his root, The germs of deeds that wither before they And then he falls, as I do. (Shakespeare. Friendship is the holiest of gifts; us! It enhances every joy, mitigates every pain. Who himself knows how to be a friend. (Tredge. Life is to be fortified by many friendships. To love and to be loved is the greatest happiness of existence. (Sydney Smith. LIVING THOUGHTS OF GREAT THINKERS. 803 Every friend is to the other a sun, and a There are plenty of acquaintances in the sunflower also. He attracts and follows. Is made more sacred by adversity. (Dryden. world, but very few real friends. (Chinese Moral Maxims. A foe to God was ne'er true friend to man, (Young. (Pollok. Hold faithfulness and sincerity as first principles. Have no friends not equal to yourself. (Confucius. Who heart-whole pure in faith, once written In life and death are true, unto the end! (Earle. But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath And faith in friendship is the noblest part. Dear is my friend-yet from my foe, as from what I should. Friendship, like love, is but a name, ness. 804 GEMS FOR THE FIRESIDE. The highest compact we can make with our fellow, is,-Let there be truth between us two forevermore. ... It is sublime to feel and say of another, I need never meet, or speak, or write to him; we need not reinforce ourselves, or send tokens of remembrance; I rely on him as on myself; if he did thus or thus, I know it was right. (Emerson. False friends. are like our shadows, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine, but leaving us the instant we cross into the shade. (Bovee. Our chief want in life, is, somebody who shall make us do what we can. This is the service of a friend. With him we are easily great. There is a sublime attraction in him to whatever virtue is in us. How he flings wide the doors of existence! What questions we ask of him! what an understanding we have! how few words are needed! It is the only real society. (Emerson. LIVING THOUGHTS OF GREAT THINKERS. 805 Thou, my all! Genius can never despise labor. Humor has justly been regarded as the finest perfection of poetic genius. (Carlyle. Genius is essentially creative; it bears the character of the individual who pos(Madame de Stael. sesses it. Genius must be born, and never can be taught. (Forster. Genius, like humanity, rusts for want of use. (Hazlitt. As diamond cuts diamond, and one hone smooths a second, all the parts of intellect are whetstones to each other; and genius, which is but the result of their mutual sharpening is character too. (Bartol. Fortune has rarely condescended to be the companion of genius. (Isaac Disraeli. Genius inspires this thirst for fame; there is no blessing undesired by those to whom Heaven gave the means of winning it. (Madame de Stael. Genius finds its own road and carries its own lamp. (Wilmot. Every man who observes vigilantly and resolves steadfastly grows unconsciously (Bulwer Lytton. into genius. Genius is only great patience. (Buffon. Is to be happy. No longer I follow a sound, (Longfellow. |