A Literary Curtoslt j.

A lady occupied a whole year in

searching for and fitting the following

thirty-eight - lit t from EnIl?! and

American poems. The whole rtads al­

most ii it wits written 'at one lime

and by one author..

UFE.

Why n this toll fur the trimnrl

. of an hour?

life's thof t summer man is but a

ilowcr;

Hy turns we catch the fatal breath

and die

The cradle and the tomb, alas l to

nlzh.

To be is letter far llan not to

1,

Though all man't life may teera

tragedy;

But light cares speak when mighty

grief i dumb

Tl.e Lottooj it but shallow whence

they con.

Ycur fate ia tut the comu.cn fate

of all;

Unminslcd jora here no man be-

falL

Nature to each allott his proper

phcre.

Fortune makes fully her peculiar

care;

Custom docs often reason over

ru'.e,

And throw a cruel mnshir.c on a

Tool.

Live well how long or short rr-

rnit to heaven.

Thoxo who forgive most shall be

most fotg Yen.

Sin may be clasped wo ckx we

ca-. noi see its. lire

Vile intercourse where lrtnc Ut

not place.

Then keep each tassioa however

dear.

Thou pendulum letwixt a smile

and tear;

Her st-nt-unl sua res let CUtLIes

pleasure by.

With craft and skill to ru'.n and

betray.

Soar not too h'gh to fall, tut stoop

" to rise;

We masters crow oi ail tnat we

despise.

Oh, then renounce that impJocs

feelf-estcew;

Riches have wing and grandeur it

a dream.

Think not ambition wise because

'lis brave.

Tlie paths of glory lead but to the

grave.

What is ambition? Tit but

glorious cheat.

Ouly destructive to the Ira ve and

great.

flat's all the gaudy glitter of a

crown ?

Tho way to bliM b not on beds

of down.

How long we live, not years but

actiot s tell;

Tliat man lives Lot who lives the

first life well.

Xlakethen. while yet yc may, your

God your friend.