occupied a whole year in

searching for and fitting the fol-

thirty-eight lines from English and

American poets. The whole reads almost

as if it had been written at one time

and by one author :— LIFE. Why all this

toil for triumphs of an hour ? [Yoonc-

Life's a short summer—man is trat a

flower; [Dr. Johnson. By turns we catch

the fatal breath and die,— [Pops. The

cradle and the tomb, alas I so nigh.

(Prior To be butter far than not to be.

[SewolL. 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 whenco

they came. [Sir Walter Raleigh Your fate

is but the common fate of all ;

[Longfellow Unmingled joys here no man

befall ; [BouthwelL Nature to each

allots his proper sphere, [Congreve.

Fortune makes folly her peculiar care ;

[Churchill. Custom does often reason

overrule, [Rochester. And throw a cruel

sunshine on a fool. [Armstrong! Live

well —how long or short permit to

heaven. [Miltool They who forgive most

shall bo most forgiven. [Bailer. Bin

inav be elapsed so close we cannot see

its face, [French. Vile intercourse

where virtue bos not place, _ , .

[Snmmarvill*. Then keep each passion

down, however dear, [Thomson. Thou

pendulum betwixt a smile and tear:

[Byron, Her sensual snares let faithless

pleasures lav, [Sinollat. With craft and

skill ta ruin and betray, [Crabbe. Soar

not too high to fall, but stoop to rise

; [Massing*. We masters grow of all that

we despise. [Crowley. Oh, then, renounce

that impions self-esteem ; [Btwttio.

Riches have wings, and grandeur is a

dream. [Oowper. Think not ambition wise

because 'tis brave. _ [Sir Walter

Daveaanft. The paths of glory lead but

to the grave. [Gray. What is ambition ?

'Tis a glorious cheat. [WlUte. Only

destructive to the brave and great

[Addiaoa. What's all the gaudy glitter

of a crown ? [Drydon. The way to bliss

lies not on beds of down. [Francis

Quarks. How long we lire, not yean but

actions tell ; [Watktas. That man lives

twice who lives the most life wea

(Herridt Make, then, while yet ye may,

your God your friend. _ [William Mason.

Whom Christians worship, yet not

comprehend. (HiLL. The trust that's

given gnard, and to yourself be just;

[Dan* For lire we how we may, yet die we

must [ShakespeaiV