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Like a river, that gathers, that refines as it runs, like a spring that takes its course through some rich vein of mineral, we improve and imperceptibly nor in the head only, but in the heart. Our prejudices leave us, one by one. Seas and mountains are no longer our boundaries. We learn to love, and esteem, and admire beyond them. Our benevolence extends itself with our knowledge. And must we not return better citizens than we went? For, the more we become acquainted with the institutions of other countries, the more highly must we value our own.
I threw down my pen in triumph. "The question," said I, "is set to rest forever. And yet
"And yet I must still say.278 The WISEST OF MEN seldom went out of the walls of ATHENS; and for that worst of evils, that sickness of the soul, to which we are most liable when most at our ease, is there not, after all, a surer and yet pleasanter remedy, a remedy for which we have only to cross the threshold? A PIEDMONTESE nobleman, into whose company I fell at TURIN, had not long before experienced its efficacy; and his story he told me without
"I was weary of life," said he, "and, after a day such as few have known and none would wish to remember, was hurrying along the street to the river, when I felt a sudden check. I turned and beheld a little boy, who had caught the skirt of my cloak in his anxiety to solicit my notice. His look and manner were irresistible. Not less so was the lesson he had learnt. 'There are six of us, and we are dying for want of food.'-'Why should I not,' said I to myself, 'relieve this wretched family? I have the means;
and it will not delay me many minutes. But what if it does ?' The scene of misery he conducted me to I cannot describe. I threw them my purse; and their burst of gratitude overcame me. It filled my eyes. . it went as a cordial to my heart. I will call again to-morrow,' I cried. 'Fool that I was, to think of leaving a world, where such pleasure was to be had, and so cheaply !'”
It was a well
Of whitest marble, white as from the quarry;
And soon was lost — stealing unseen, unheard,
The sun had set, a distant convent-bell
Footsteps; and, lo! descending by a path
At length there came the loveliest of them all, Her little brother dancing down before her; And ever as he spoke, which he did ever, Turning and looking up in warmth of heart And brotherly affection. Stopping there, She joined her rosy hands, and, filling them With the pure element, gave him to drink; And, while he quenched his thirst, standing on tiptoė, Looked down upon him with a sister's smile, Nor stirred till he had done, fixed as a statue.
Then hadst thou seen them as they stood, CANOVA, Thou hadst endowed them with immortal youth; And they had evermore lived undivided, Winning all hearts — of all thy works the fairest.
"T IS a wild life, fearful and full of change,
Time was, the trade was nobler, if not honest;
A voice was heard, that never bade to spare,
Whose names on innocent lips are words of fear,
Whose lives have long been forfeit. Some there are That, ere they rise to this bad eminence,
Lurk, night and day, the plague-spot visible,
The guilt that says, Beware; and mark we now
There he broods, in spleen
Stripes of the lash and honorable scars,
He comes slowly forth, Unkennelling, and up that savage dell Anxiously looks; his cruise, an ample gourd (Duly replenished from the vintner's cask), Slung from his shoulder; in his breadth of belt Two pistols and a dagger yet uncleansed, A parchment scrawled with uncouth characters, And a small vial, his last remedy, His cure, when all things fail.
No noise is heard, Save when the rugged bear and the gaunt wolf Howl in the upper region, or a fish
Leaps in the gulf beneath. But now he kneels ; And (like a scout, when listening to the tramp