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Conversaticn.Clemency.--- Compaffion. It is certain that age itself makes many things pass well enough, which would have been at laughed from one much younger.

Nothing, however, is more insupportable to men of sense, than an empty, formal man, who speaks in proverbs, and decides all controversies with a short fentence. This piece of stupidity is the more insufferable, as it puts on the air of wisdom.

Whenever you commend, add your reasons for so doing : it is this which distinguishes the approbation of a man of sense, from the flattery of fycophants, and admiration of fools.

Raillery is no longer agreeable than while the whole company is pleased with it. I would, least of all, be understood to except the person rallied.- Guardian.

OBSERVE this rule in general : whenfoever it lies in your power to lead the conversation, let it be directed to fome profitable point of knowledge or practice, so far as may be done with decency: and let not the discourse and the hours be suffered to run loose without aim or design; and when a subject is started, pafs not hastily to another, before you have brought the present theme of discourse to some tolerable issue, or a joint consent to drop it.-Watts.

-YET no aitribute
So well befits th’ exalted seat supreme,
And power's disposing hand, as clemency.
Each crime must from its quality be judg’d;
And pity there fould interpose, where malice
Is not the aggressor.----Jones.

WHEN most my heart was lifted with delight,
If I withheld the morsel from the hungry,
Forgot the widow's want and orphan's cry,
If I have known a good they have not shar’d,
Nor callid the poor to take his portion with me;
Let my reproachful enemies land forth, and now
Deny the succour which I gave not then.--Rowe.

HOW few, like thee, enquire the wretched out,
And court the offices of soft humanity !
Like thee, reserve their raiment for the naked,
Reach out their bread, to feed the crying orphan,
Or mix the pitying cears with those that weep! --Idem.

proper to mankind


Which nature witness'd, when she lent us tears.
Of tender sentiments we only give
Those proofs ; to weep is our prerogative ;
To shew by pitying looks and melting eyes,
How with a suffering friend we sympathize.
Who can all sense of others' ills escape,
Is but a brute at best in human shape. -Tate.

CURIOSITY. RESTRAIN your needless curiosity, and all solicitous enquiries into things which were better unknown. How many plentiful springs of fear, forrow, anger, and hatred, have been found out and broken up, by this laborious digging? Have a care of an over-curious search into such things as might have safely remained for ever secret, and the ignorance of them had prevented many foolish and hurtful passions. A fond solicitude to know all that our friends or foes say of us, is often recompensed with vexing disquietude and anguish of soul.-Watts.

CURIOSITY is one of the permanent and certain characteristics of a vigorous intellect. Every advance into knowledge opens new prospects, and produces new incitements to further progress.- Rambler.

CRUELTY. CHILDREN should never be allowed to practice thofe diversions that carry an idea of barbarity and cruelty in them, though it be but to brute creatures. They should not set up cocks to be tormented with cudgels thrown at them about Shrovetide; nor delight in giving a tedious, lingering death to a young litter of dogs or cats, that may be appointed to be drowned, left they multiply too much in a house : nor should they take pleasure in pricking, cutting, or mangling young birds which they have caught, nor in using any favage and bloody practices towards any creatures whatsoever ; leít their hearts grow hard and unrelenting, and they learn in time to practice these cruelties on their own kind, and 10 murder and torture their fellow-mortals; or at least to be indifferent to their pain and distress, so as to occasion it without remorse.- Walls.

IN vain affecied raptures flush the cheek,
And songs of pleasure warble from the congue,


When fear and anguish labor in the breast,
And all within is darkness and confusion.
Thus on deceitful Ætna's flow'ry side
Unfading verdure glads the roving eye,
While secret flames, with unextinguished rage,
Insatiate on her wasted entrails prey,
And melt her treach'rous beauties into ruins.-Johnson.

THE good or evil we confer on others, very often, I believe, recoils on ourselves; for as men of a benign disposition enjoy their own acts of beneficence equally with those to whom they are done ; so there are scarce any natures fo entirely diabolical, as to be capable of doing injuries without paying themselves some pangs for the ruin which they bring on their fellow-creatures.-Fielding.

CONTENT is wealth, the riches of the mind;
And happy he who can that treasure find!
But the base miser starves amidst his store,
Broods on his gold; and, griping ftill at more,
Sits fadly pining, and believes he's poor.-Dryden.

CONTENI' alone can all our wrongs redress,
Content, that other name for happiness.
'Tis equal if our fortunes should augment,
And stretch themselves to the same valt extent
With our defires; or those desires abate,
Shrink and contract themselves to fit our slate.
Th' unhappy man, slave to his wild delire,
By feeding it, foments the raging fire:
His gains augment his unextinguish'd thirst,
With plenty poor, and with abundance curft.---Blackmore.

THERE is scarce any lot so low, but there is something in it to satisfy the man whom it has befallen; Providence having fo ordered things, that in every man's cup, how bitter foever, there are some cordial drops some good circumstances, which, if wisely extracted, are sufficient for the purpose he wants them--that is, to make him contented, and, if not happy, at least resigned.-Sterne.

THERE are thousands so extravagant in their ideas of contentment, as to imagine that it must confist in having every thing in this world turn out the way they wish—that they are to sit down in happiness, and feel themselves so at ease at all points, as to desire nothing better and nothing more.

I own,

there are instances of some, who seem to pass through the world as if all their paths had been strewed with rose-buds of delight; but a little experience will convince us, 'tis a fatal expectation to go upon.-We are born to trouble ; and we may depend upon it whilst we live in this world we shall have it, though with intermissions—that is, in whatever state we are, we shall find a mixture of good and evil; and therefore, the true way to contentment is to know how to receive these certain vicillitudes of life, the returns of good and evil, so as neither to be exalted by the one, nor overthrown by the other, but to bear ourselves towards every thing which happens with such ease and indifference of mind, as to hazard as little as may be. This is the true temperate climate fitted for us by nature, and in which every wise man would wish to live.--Idem.

THE foundation of content must spring up in a man's own mind : and he who has so little knowledge of human nature as to seek happiness by changing any thing but his own difpofition, will walte his life in fruitless efforts, and multiply the griefs which he purposes to remove.-Rambler.

ENQUIRIES after happiness, and rales for attaining it, are not lo necessary and useful to mankind, as the arts of consolation, and of supporting one's self under affliction. The utmost we can hope for in this world, is contentment; if we aim at any thing higher, we shall meet with nothing but grief and disappointment. A man fhould direct all his studies and endeavours at making himself easy now, and happy hereafter.

The truth of it is, if all the happiness that is dispersed through the whole race of mankind in this world, were drawn together, and put into the possesion of any single man, it would not make a very happy being: though, on the contrary, if the miseries of the whole species were fixed in a single person, they would make a very miserable one.- -Spectator. A man should always consider how much he has more than

I am wonderfully pleased with the reply which Aristippus made to one who condoled him upon the loss of a farm : Why, said he, I have three farms fill, and you kave but one; so that I ought rather to be afflicted for you than you for me. On the contrary, foolish men are more apt to consider what they have lost than what they possess; and to fix their eyes upon those who are richer than themselves, rather than on those who are under greater difficulties. All the real treasures and conveniences of life lie in a narrow compass;

he wants.

Content...Continence of Scipio.

71 but it is the humour of mankind to be always looking forward, and straining after one who has got the start of them in wealth and honour.--- Idem.

I envy not the mighty great,
Those powerful rulers of the Itate,
Who settle nations as they please,
And govern at th' expence of ease.
Far happier the shepherd swain,
Who daily drudges on the plain,
And nightly, in some humble shed,
On rushy pillows lays his head.
No curs d ambition breaks his rest,
No factious wars divide his breast :
His flock, his pipe, and artless fair,
Are all his hope, and all his care.--Hildebrand Jacob,


-WHAT with admiration
Struck every heart, was this.-A noble virgin
Conspicuous far o'er all the captive dames,
Was mark'd the general's prize. She wept and blush'd,
Young, fresh, and bloomy like the morn.
As when the blue sky trembles through a cloud
Of purest white. A secret charm combin'd
Her features, and infus'd enchantment through them,
Her shape was harmony-But eloquence
Beneath her beauty fails; which seem'd on purpose,
By nature lavish'd on her, that mankind
Might see the virtue of a hero try'd
Almost beyond the stretch of human force.
Soft as she pass'd along, with downcast eyes,
Where gentle sorrow swellid, and now and then
Dropt o'er her modest cheek a trickling tear,
The Roman legions languilh'd, and hard War
Felt more than pity. Ev'n their chief himself
As on his high tribunal rais'd, he fat,
Turn'd from the dangerous fight; and, chiding, afk'd
His officers, if by this gift they meant
To cloud his virtue in its very dawn.

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She, question’d of her birth, in trembling accents,
With tears and blushes broken, told her tale.
But when he found her royally descended,

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