WHY ALL THIS TOIL? — ? ? ♦— — - — . Why

all this 'toil' f or' triiimpTis of an

hour 7— Youd', Life's a short summer,

man a flower?— Dr. Johnson. ? By turns

we. catch the vital breath and die. -—

Pojie. The cradle and the tomb, alas! so

nigh.-* Prior. \ ? . ' ' To be is better

far- than not to be.— Sewall. Though all

man's life may seem a tragedy,-^

spencer. But light cares speak when

mighty cared are dumb.— Daniel. The

bottom is but shallow whence they come.—

Sir Walter Raleigh. Your fate is but the

common fate of all.-* Longfellow.

Unmingled joys here to no man befall.-;*

Southwell. ^ Nature to each allots his

proper sphere.-** Consreve. Fortune

taakes folly her peculiar care.r#

Churchill. ^ Custom does often reason,

overrule. — Roch-* ester. ^ And throw a

cruel sunshine on a fool.-=» -Armstrong.

Live well, how long or short, permit to

Heaven.— Milton. They who forgive most

shall be most forgiven. — Bailey. -Sin

may bo clasped so close we cannot se«

its face. — French. . Vile intercourse

where virtue has not place. —

Sommerville. Then keep each passion

down, however dear. — Thompson. The

pendulum betwixt a smile and a tear,

—Byron. * j The sensual snares let

faithless pleasure lay.— Smollett. With

craft and skill to ruin and betray.— «

Crabbe. Soar not too high to but stoop

to jz rise. — Massinner. We masters grow

of all that we despise.— Crowley. O,

then, renounce that impious self-

estee^i. — Beattie. Riches have wings

and grandeur is ft dream. — Cooper.

Think not ambition wise because 'tis

brave. — Sir Walter. Davenant. The paths

of glory lead but to the grave. — Gray.

What is ambition? 'Tis a glorious cheat.

—Willis. Only destructive to the brave

and great.—' Addison. . What's all the

gaudy glitter of a crown? — Dryden. The

way to bliss lies not on beds of down.

—Francis QisarJes. ja How long we live,

not years, but actions tell. — Watlcins.

? : That man lives twice who lives the

ftrs't life well. — Herrick. Make then,

while yet you may, your God your-

friend. — William Ma.son. ^ Whom

Christians worship, yet not compre»

hend.— Hill. . The trust that's given

guard and to ycur« self bo ;iust. —

rDana. For live we how we can, yet die

we must. — Shakespeare