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She makes familiar with a Heaven unseen,
And shows him glories yet to be revealed.
Not slothful he, though seeming unemployed, V

And censured oft as useless. Stillest streams
Oft water fairest meadows, and the bird
That flutters least is longest on the wing.
Ask him, indeed, what trophies he has raised,
Or what achievements of immortal fame
He purposes, and he shall answer-None.
His warfare is within. There unfatigued
His fervent spirit labours. There he fights,
And there obtains fresh triumphs o'er himself,

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And never-withering wreaths, compared with which

The laurels that a Cæsar reaps are weeds.

Perhaps the self-approving haughty World,

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That as she sweeps him with her whistling silks

Scarce deigns to notice him, or if she see,
Deems him a cipher in the works of God,
Receives advantage from his noiseless hours,
Of which she little dreams. Perhaps she owes
Her sunshine and her rain, her blooming spring
And plenteous harvest, to the prayer he makes,
When, Isaac like, the solitary saint
Walks forth to meditate at eventide,
And think on her, who thinks not for herself.
Forgive him, then, thou bustler in concerns
Of little worth, an idler in the best,
If author of no mischief and some good,
He seek his proper happiness by means
That may advance, but cannot hinder, thine.
Nor though he tread the secret path of life,

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Engage no notice, and enjoy much ease,
Account him an encumbrance on the state,

Receiving benefits, and rendering none.

His sphere though humble, if that humble sphere

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Shine with his fair example, and though small

His influence, if that influence all be spent

In soothing sorrow and in quenching strife,
In aiding helpless indigence, in works
From which at least a grateful few derive
Some taste of comfort in a world of woe;
Then let the supercilious great confess
He serves his country, recompenses well

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The state, beneath the shadow of whose vine

He sits secure, and in the scale of life
Holds no ignoble, though a slighted, place.

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The man whose virtues are more felt than seen,
Must drop indeed the hope of public praise;
But he may boast what few that win it can,
That if his country stand not by his skill,
At least his follies have not wrought her fall.
Polite Refinement offers him in vain

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And be not costly more than of true worth,

He puts it on, and for decorum sake,
Can wear it even as gracefully as she.

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She judges of refinement by the eye,

He by the test of conscience, and a heart

Not soon deceived; aware that what is base
No polish can make sterling, and that Vice,
Though well perfumed and elegantly dressed,
Like an unburied carcass tricked with flowers,
Is but a garnished nuisance, fitter far
For cleanly riddance than for fair attire.
So life glides smoothly and by stealth away,
More golden than that Age of fabled Gold
Renowned in ancient song; not vexed with care
Or stained with guilt, beneficent, approved
Of God and man, and peaceful in its end.

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So glide my life away! and so at last,

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My share of duties decently fulfilled,
May some disease, not tardy to perform
Its destined office, yet with gentle stroke,
Dismiss me weary to a safe retreat,

Beneath the turf that I have often trod.

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It shall not grieve me, then, that once, when called
To dress a Sofa with the flowers of verse,
I played awhile, obedient to the fair,

With that light task; but soon, to please her more,
Whom flowers alone I knew would little please,
Let fall the unfinished wreath, and roved for fruit;
Roved far, and gathered much: some harsh, 'tis true,
Picked from the thorns and briers of reproof,
But wholesome, well-digested; grateful some
To palates that can taste immortal truth,
Insipid else, and sure to be despised.
But all is in his hand whose praise I seek.

In vain the Poet sings, and the World hears,

If He regard not, though divine the theme.

'Tis not in artful measures, in the chime

And idle tinkling of a minstrel's lyre,

To charm his ear, whose eye is on the heart,

Whose frown can disappoint the proudest strain,
Whose approbation prosper-even mine.

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TIROCINIUM;

OR, A REVIEW OF SCHOOLS.

Κεφαλαιον δη παιδειας ορθη τροφη.-PLATO.

Αρχη πολιτείας απασης, νέων τροφα.-DioG. LAERT.

[ARGUMENT:-Man's supremacy derived not from his outward form, but from the soul, I-Creation in vain, unless subservient to the purposes of an immortal being, 35-Heavenly truth not difficult to discover, 73-Man made to discover and declare it, 100-Duty of making it known to the young, 103-Importance of infant instruction, 109— 'Pilgrim's Progress,' 131-Happy if such studies were approved in riper years, 147-The Gospel rejected for false philosophy, 185-Corrupting influence of large schools, 201-Effects of bad example on the young, 220-College, 240-Errors in education from following established precedent, 255-Teachers connive at vice in their pupils, 269Degeneracy of schools, 279-Early school associations, 296-Parents recounting their early follies to their children, 318-Advancement in the world expected from school friendships, 393-These are not always permanent, 436-Is emulation a right motive of action? 458-Great and small schools alike, 515-Parental confidence and companionship, 537-This confidence destroyed by absence, 561-Classics not enough, 605-Study of Nature, 630-A private tutor recommended, 658— Danger of association with servants, 688-Tutors to be treated with respect, 706-Where home example is bad, board in some retired house recommended, 735-The author's advice not likely to be followed, 779-The middle ranks warned against sending their sons to school, 807-Which should be managed better or encouraged less, 922.]

IT is not from his form, in which we trace
Strength joined with beauty, dignity with grace,
That man, the master of this globe, derives
His right of empire over all that lives.
That form, indeed, the associate of a mind

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