hopes had laid hold; that in the instant of sinking he may catch at his Creator, and throw himself on the bosom of that infinite benevolence. The Fool of Quality, Chap. VIII.-H. BROOKE. HAPPINESS. One ingredient of I have observed one ingredient, somewhat necessary in a man's composition towards happiness, which people of feeling would do well to acquire; a certain respect for the follies of mankind; for there are so many fools whom the opinion of the world entitles to regard, whom accident has placed in heights of which they are unworthy, that he who cannot restrain his contempt or indignation at the sight, will be too often quarrelling with the disposal of things to relish that share which is allotted to himself. The Man of Feeling.-HENRY MACKENZIE. HAPPINESS. The only real Beware what earth calls happiness; beware Night Thoughts, I. Line 342.-EDWARD YOUNG. Happy is he, who, though the cup of bliss Can count with pleasure what small joys remain, Yet, as he looks around, he cries with glee, Converting all it touches into gold. Clifton Grove.-H. K. WHITE. HAPPINESS. Frailty of Oh! that the sum of human happiness The Dance of the Consumptives.-H. K. WHITE. HAPPINESS not found by Chance. No man e'er found a happy life by chance, Night Thoughts, VIII. Line 615.-EDWARD YOUNG. HAPPINESS is to be found. Where I questioned death-the grisly shade "If virtue guides thee here." Happiness.--REGINALD HEBER. HAPPINESS. The Perfection of Human Human happiness, according to the most received notions, seems to consist in three ingredients; action, pleasure, and indolence. And though these ingredients ought to be mixed in different proportions, according to the particular disposition of the person, yet no one ingredient can be entirely wanting without destroying in some measure the relish of the whole composition. Essay on the Effects of Luxury.-DAVID HUME. HAPPINESS consists in the Enjoyment of the Present Hour. Enjoy the present smiling hour, And put it out of Fortune's pow'r : Is sometimes high, and sometimes low, And always in extreme. Now with a noiseless gentle course Anon it lifts aloft the head, And bears down all before it with impetuous force; I And trunks of trees come rolling down; Sheep and their folds together drown: Both house and homestead into seas are borne ; And rocks are from their old foundations torn ; And woods, made thin with winds, their scatter'd honours mourn. First Book of Horace, XXIX. Ode.-JOHN DRYDEN. HAPPINESS. Instability of Human What's earth? or in it, That longer than a minute, Can lend a free delight that can endure? O who would droil, Or delve in such a soil, Where gain's uncertain, and the pain is sure? HAPPINESS to Others. Pleasure of imparting It is this desire of the happiness of those whom we love, which gives to the emotion of love itself its principal delight, by affording to us constant means of gratification. He who truly wishes the happiness of any one, cannot be long without discovering some mode of contributing to it. Reason itself, with all its light, is not so rapid in discoveries of this sort as simple affection, which sees means of happiness, and of important happiness, where reason scarcely could think that any happiness was to be found, and has already by many kind offices produced the happiness of hours before reason could have suspected that means so slight could have given even a moment's pleasure. Lectures by DR. THOMAS BROWN. HAT. Advice about the Have a good hat; the secret of your looks But man and nature scorn the shocking hat. HATE. Tyranny of Ah! fondly youthful hearts can press, For all that Beauty sighs to grant With half the fervour hate bestows When grappling in the fight they fold Friends meet to part; Love laughs at faith; HATRED. The Giaour, Line 647.-LORD BYRON. When our hatred is violent, it sinks us even beneath those we hate. Maxims, CCXIV.-ROCHEFOUcault. |