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5. And FRIENDSHIP,-rarèst gem of earth,—
Once, twice, and THRICE!-'tis věry low!
How much for Fame ?-How much for Fame?
And be with a world's curses crowned!
Who bids for man's last friend and best?
This treasure should my soul sustain ;
8. And SONG! For sale my túnelèss lute;
Could chain a world in rapture high;
9. Ambition, fashion, show, and pride,-
Has taught my haughty heart to bow.
of Thessaly, on the border of Macedonia. Its summit, famed by Ho
1Olympus, a mountain range mer and other pocts as the throne of the gods, is estimated to be 9,745 fect high.
Poor heart! distracted, ah, so long,-
My FAITH, my BIBLE, and my GOD.
HOYT. REV. RALPH HOYT is a clergyman of the Protestant Episcopal Church in New York. He is a native of the city. After passing several years as a teacher, and a writer for the gazettes, he studied theology, and took orders in the church in 1842. He may have written much, but he has acknowledged little. "The Chant of Life and other Poems," appeared in 1844, and the second portion of the same, in 1845. These works are principally occupied with passages of personal sentiment and reflection. His pieces, entitled "Snow," "The World for Sale," "New," and "Old," have attracted considerable attention, and become popular. A simple, natural current of feeling runs through them: the versification grows out of the subject, and the whole clings to us as something written from the heart of the author. A new edition of his "Sketches of Life and Landscape" was published in 1858.
HE crumbling tombstone and the gorgeous mausoleum,'
witness to the instinctive desire within us to be remembered by coming generations. But how short-lived is the immortality which the works of our hands can confer! The noblest monuments of art that the world has ever seen are covered with the soil of twenty centuries. The works of the age of Pericles' lie at the foot of the Acrop'olis' in indiscriminate ruin. The plow
1 Per' i cles, the greatest of Athenian statesmen, was born about 495 B. c. During his administration archi tecture and sculpture attained a de
1 Mau`so lē' um, a magnificent gree of perfection that has not since tomb or monument. been equaled, and poetry reached the highest excellence. He died B. C. 429.
"A crop' o lis, the citadel of Athens, built on a rock, and accessible only on one side.
share turns up the marble which the hand of Phidias' had chis eled into beauty, and the Mussulman has folded his flock beneath the falling columns of the temple of Minerva.'
2. But even the works of our hands too frequently survive the memory of those who have created them. And were it otherwise, could we thus carry down to distant ages the recollection of our existence, it were surely childish to waste the energies of an immortal spirit in the effort to make it known to other times, that a being whose name was written with certain letters of the alphabet, once lived, and flourished, and died. Neither sculptured marble, nor stately column, can reveal to other ages the lineaments of the spirit; and these alone can embalm our memory in the hearts of a grateful posterity.
3. As the stranger stands beneath the dome of St. Paul's, or treads, with religious awe, the silent aisles of Westminster Abbey, the sentiment, which is breathed from every object around him, is, the utter emptiness of sublunary' glory. The fine arts, obedient to private affection or public gratitude, have here embodied, in every form, the finest conceptions of which their age was capable. Each one of these monuments has been watered by the tears of the widow, the orphan, or the patriot.
4. But generations have passed away, and mourners and mourned have sunk together into forgetfulness. The aged crone, or the smooth-tongued beadle, as now he hurries you through aisles and chapel, utters, with measured cadence and unmeaning tone, for the thousandth time, the name and lineage of the once honored dead; and then gladly dismisses you, to repeat again his well-conned lesson to another group of idle passers-by.
5. Such, in its most august form, is all the immortality that matter can confer. It is by what we ourselves have done, and
3 'Phĭd ́i as, a Greek sculptor, and the most celebrated of antiquity, was born at Athens about 490 B. C., and died 432 B. C.
2 Miner' va, called Athena by the Greeks, was usually regarded, in heathen mythology, as the goddess of wisdom, knowledge, and art.
* St. Paul's, a celebrated church in London, of very great size. It was begun about 1675, and finished by
Christopher Wren in 1718.
♦ Westminster Abbey, a church in Westminster, built by Edward the Confessor, in 1050. Henry III. made additions and rebuilt a part between 1220 and 1269. Many of the most distinguished statesmen, warriors, scholars, and artists of England lie buried here.
'Sub' lu na ry, being under the moon; terrestrial; earthly.
not by what others have done for us, that we shall be remembered by after ages. It is by thought that has aroused my intellect from its slumbers, which has "given luster to virtue, and dignity to truth," or by those examples which have inflamed my soul with the love of goodness, and not by means of sculptured marble, that I hold communion with Shakspeare and Milton, with Johnson and Burke, with Howard' and Wilberforce.' DR. WAYLAND.
DR. FRANCIS WAYLAND was born in the city of New York, March 11th, 1796, and in the seventeenth year of his age he was graduated at Union College, in Schenectady. After studying medicine for three years, and his admission to practice, he entered the Theological Seminary at Andover, which he left at the end of a year, to become a tutor in Union College. In 1821 he became pastor of the First Baptist Church in Boston, where he continued five years. He was elected to the presidency of Brown University, Providence, in 1826. His first publication was a sermon on the Moral Dignity of the Missionary Enterprise, delivered in Boston, in 1823, which had an extraordinary success, passing through many editions, in England and this country. Very many of his discourses, since that period, have been equally popular. He has also written numerous articles in the journals and quarterly reviews. His works on Moral Science, Political Economy, and Intellectual Philosophy, have deservedly met with great success. His very interesting "Life of the Missionary, Dr. Judson," appeared in 1853. This able thinker is equally popular as an orator and a writer. Clear, exact, and searching in his analysis, he penetrates to the very heart of his subject, and enunciates its ultimate principles in a style of transparent clearness, and classical purity and elegance, and not unfrequently rises to strains of impassioned eloquence. He died September 30th, 1865.
91. PASSING AWAY.
AS it the chime of a tiny bell,
That came so sweet to my dreaming ear,
That he winds on the beach so mellow and clear,
1 John Howard, the celebrated Christian philanthropist, was born at Hackney, London, in 1726. With a view to the amelioration of prisoners, in 1777 he visited all the prisons in the United Kingdom; and in 1778, and the four following years, he inspected the principal public pris
ons of Europe. On a second tour of inquiry, he was seized with a malignant fever, of which he died, at Kherson, Russia, Jan. 20th, 1790.
2 William Wilberforce, a distinguished British statesman, author, and Christian philanthropist, was born in 1759, and died July 28th, 1833.
She dispensing her silvery light,
And he his notes as silvery quite,
While the boatman listens and ships his oar,
Are set to words: as they float, they say,
2. But, no; it was not a fairy's shell,
Blown on the beach, so mellow and clear:
Striking the hours that fell on my ear,
(As you've sometimes seen, in a little ring
"Passing away! passing away!"
3. Oh, how bright were the wheels, that told
Of the lapse of time as they moved round slow!
And lo! she had changed ;—in a few short hours,
Yet then, when expecting her happiest day,
Passing away! passing away!"
4. While I gazed on that fair one's cheek, a shade
1 'Passing, (pås ́ing), Note 3, p. 22.
: Bouquet, (bỏ hả).