The following:
composite poem Is made up of lines from
more than thirty different authors,
ingeniously woven Into connected
couplets. As Tvill be seen, it includes
lines from Shakespeare, Merrick, Milton,
Dryden, Pope, Congrevek Quarles, Young,
Crabbe, Gray, Aduison, Cowper, Byron,
Longfellow, and a score of other poets
more or less famous. The compiler, Mrs.
H. A. Deming, of San Francisco, lias
affixed to it the title 'lAfe.' _ ?
LIFE. | Why' all this toil for triumphs
of an hour? — Young. Life's a short
summer— man Is but a flower. ' - — Dr.
Johnson. By turns we catch the fatal
breath and die; - — Pope. The cradle and
the tomb, alas, how nigh. ? — Prior. To
be is better far than not to be. —
Sewell. Though all' man's life may seem
a tragedy; — Spencer. But light cares
apealc when mighty griefs are dumb. —
Daniel. The bottom is but shadow whence
they come. — Raleigh. Thy fate is the
common fate of all; — Longfellow. I
Unmingled joys no man befall; —
Southwell, i Nature to each allots his
proper sphere. — Congreve. Fortune makes
folly her peculiar carc. — Churchill.
Custom does not reason overrule. ! —
Rochester. And throw a cruel sunshine on
a fool. i — Armstrong. Live well; Iiqw
long or short permit to j heaven. , —
Milton. They who forgive most shall be
most forgiven. — Bailey. Sin inay be
clasped so close we may not see its
face, — French. Vile intercourse where
virtue ha3 no 1 place; — Somerville. i
Then keep each passion down, however
dear. — Thompson, j Thou pendulum
betwixt a smile and j tear! ? — Byron.
Her sensual snares let faithful pleasure
-lay. ? — Smollett, j With craft and
.skill to ruin and betray; — Crabbe. |
Soar not too high to fall, but stoop to
| rise; ' — Massinger. We masters grow
-of all that we despise, j — Crowley.
-Oh, then, renounce that impious self-
es- ' 'teem; — Beattie. j Riches have
wings,- and grandeur is a I dream. —
Cowper. , Think not ambition wise
because 'tis brave, — Davenant. The
paths of glory lead but to the grave, ?
— Gray. What is ambition? 'Tis a
glorious cheat. —Willis. Only
destructive to the grave and great. —
Addison. What's all the gaudy glitter of
a. crown? — Dryden. The wajr to bliss
lies not on beds of down, . — Quarles.
How long we live, not in years, but
actions tell; ? — Watkins. The man lives
twice who lives the first life well. —
Herriclc. Make then, while ye may, your
God your friend, — Wm. Mason. Whom
Christians worship, yet not comprehend,
? — Hill. The trust that's given, guard,
and to yourself be just, — Dana. For
live we how we mas', yet die we must. ?
— Shakespeare.