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From Wagga Wagga Advertiser (NSW : 1875 - 1910)

1909-09-25 |

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; Tho following

composite poem is made up of lines from

more than thirty different authors,

ingeniously woven into connected

coupl''1.' As will be seen, it includes

- / from Shakespeare, Horrirl- Ai,

Dryden, Popo, CJotv^.' r. Young, Crabbo,

(J«^ JMk'iie^ Byron, LongTOV;, *., score

of other poets '* ?''' (?.'?f/'Umous.

The compiler, Mrs. ?'-..' A. Doming, of

-San Francisco, has auiKcd to it the

title 'Life.' UFE. Why all this toil (or

triumphs of an hour ? — Young. life's a

short summer— man is but a Honor. — Dr.

Johnson. By tUrns wo catch the fatal

breath and die ; —Pope. The cradle and

the tomb, alas, how nigh ! —Prior. To be

ie better far than not to be, -Sevell.

Though all man's life may seem a tragedy

; — Spencer. But light cares speak when

mighty griefs are dumb. —Daniel. The

bottom is but shallow whence they come.

— Baleigh. Thy fate is the common fate

of all ; —Longfellow. Unminglcd joys no

man befall ; — Southwell . Nature to

each allots his proper sphere. —

Congreve. Fortune makcts folly her

peculiar care. —Churchill. Custom does

not reason overrule, — Boohestor. And

throw a. cruet sunshine on a fool. —

Armstrong. Live well ; how long or short

permit to heaven. — Milton. They who

forgive most shall be most forgiven. —

Bailey. Siu may be clasped so close we

may not see its face, —French. Vile

intercourse whero virtue has no place ;

_ Somorville. Thou keep each passion

down, however dear, —Thompson. Thou

pendulum betwixt a smile and tear !

—Byron. Her sensual snares let faithless

plea sure lay, —Smollett. With craft aud

skill to ruin and botray ; — Crabbe.

?Soar not too high (.0 full, but stoop

to rise ; — Massinger. Wo masters evo\v

of all that we despise. — Crowley. Oil,

then rcnouuw that, impious selfesteem :

— lieattie. lticues have wiii^s. urn!

grandeur is, a dream. — Cowper. Think

no* ambition wise because 'Us brave, , —

Uavenant. The paths of glory lead but to

tJio grave ; —Gray. What is ambition '!

'Tis a glorious cheat, —Willis. Only

destructive to the brave aud great. —

Addisou. Vt halt's all the gaudy glitter

oC a! crown ? —Dryden. The way to bliss

lies not ou bods ,of down. — Quarles.

How long we live, not years, but actions

tell ; — Watkins. That mnn lives twirc

who lives the first life well. —

Herriek. Mako then, while ye may, your

God your friend, —Win. Masou. Whom

Christians worship, yet not comprehend.

' — Hill. The trust that's given, guard,

and to yourself be just, —Dana. 1'or

live ive lion we may. yat die we must.