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From The Montrose Democrat.

1870-11-16 |

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Why all this toll far triumphs of

' an bout ?

Life's a sham santecter, man

flower, Dr. Minana.

By turns we catch the vital breath

sad dam-- firps

The cradle and the tomb, alas so

nigh 1 Prow..

To be !a better Ow than not to be. Ear&

Though all man's life may seem

a tragedy ; EVonor

But light eases speak when

mighty griefs are dumb, Dania

The bottom b but shallow whimee

they come. Bakigh.

Your fate is but the common fats

of all ;

Unmingled Joys here to no man

befall

Nature to each allots his proper

sphere ;

Fortune makes folly her peculiar

Custom does often rerson over-

And throw a cruel guroldue on a

fool.

Live well ; bow long or short,

permit to heaven ;

They who forgive most shall be

most forgiven,

Sin may be clasped so close; we

atonot ace its face,

Vile intercourse where virtue has

no place.

Then keep each passion down,

however dear ;

Thou pendulum betwixt a smile

and tear.

Her seasual mares let faithful

Pleasure lay.

With craft and skill to ruin, and

betray ;

Soar not too high to fall, but

stoop to rise,

We masters grow of all that we

despise

Then I renounce that impious

self-esteem ;

Riches have u - logs, and grandeur

is a dream.

Think not ambition wise became

'tis balm.

The paths of gkay lead but to

the grave.

What Es ambition Itis a glori­

ous cheat 1

Only destructive to the brave

and great.

What's all the gaudy glitter of a

crown 1

The way to bliss lies not on beds

of down. .

How long we live, not Tema but

action tell;

That man live' twice who 1....

the tint Me well.

Make then, while yet we may,

your God year friend,

Whom Christians worship, yet

not comprebend.

The trust that's given guarl,and

to yourself be Jost;

For, live we bow we can, yet

die we must

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