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96. ALLUREMENTS, Resisting. Thou cam'st not to thy place by accident, Ulysses, sailing by the Siren's isle, [them fast It is the very place God meant for thee; Sealed first bis comrades' ears, then bade And shouldst thou there small scope for Bind him with many a fetter to the mast, action see,

Lest those sweet voices should their souls Do not for this give room to discontent,

beguile, Nor let the time thou owest to God be spent And to their ruin flatter them, the while * In idly dreaming how thou mightest be, Their homeward bark was sailing swiftly In what concerns thy spiritual life, more free past; From outward hinderance or impediment. And thus the peril they behind them cast, For presently this hinderance thou shalt find Though chased by those weird voices many That without which all goodness were a task

a mile. So slight, that virtue never could grow But, yet a nobler cunning Orpheus used: strong:

No fetter he put on, nor stopped his ear, And wouldst thou do one duty to His mind, But ever, as he passed, sang high and clear. The imposer's-over-burdened thou shalt ask, The blisses of the gods, their holy joys, And own thy need of grace to help, ere long. And with diviner melody confused

R. C. Trench. And marred earth's sweetest music to a noise. 93. ALLUREMENTS, Earthly.

R. C. Trench."

97, ALMS, Law of. O streams of earthly love and joy,

On whose green banks we dwell, In alms regard thy means, and others' merit. Gleaming in beauty to the eye,

Think Heaven a better bargain than to give · Ye promise fair and well!

Only thy single market-money for it.

Join hands with God to make a man to live. Ye lure us, and we venture in,

Give to all something; to a good poor man, Cheated by sun and smiles ;

Till thou change names, and be where he beYe tempt us, and we brave your depths, 1

gan. Won by your winning wiles. Too deep and strong for us !—We glide

Man is God's image ; but a poor man is

Down your deceiving wave;

Christ's stamp to boot : both images reLike men by siren song beguiled

gard. On to a siren grave.

God reckons for him, counts the favor His:

Write, So much given to God; thou shalt O world, with all thy smiles and loves,

be heard.

[gate With all thy song and wine,

Let thine alms go before, and keep Heaven's What mockery of human hearts,

Open for thee; or both may come too late. What treachery is thine!

George Herbert. Thou woundest, but thou canst not beal,

| 98. AMBITION, Cheat of. Thy words are warbled lies;

| What is AMBITION ? 'Tis a glorious cheat ! Thy hand contains the poisoned cup, | Angels of light walk not thus dazzlingly And he who drinks it dies.

The sapphire walls of Heaven. The unsearch'd mine

(thrones O world, there's fever in thy touch,

Hath not such gems. Earth's constellated And frenzy in thine eye; To lose and shun thee is to live,

Have not such pomp of purple and of gold.

It hath no features. In its face is set
To win thee is to die! Horatius Bonar.

A mirror, and the gazer sees his own. 94, ALLUREMENTS, Fatal.

It looks a God, but it is like himself!

It hath a mien majestical, and smiles A fount-o'ershading tree stands near the highway-side,


Bewilderingly sweet-but how like him!

It follows not with fortune. And many a good fellow, pausing there, has

It is seen For in the fountain's depths å dragon lies

Rarely or never in the rich man's hall.

It seeks the chamber of the gifted boy asleep:

[keep. Sits on the tree a bird, his constant watch to

And lifts his humble window, and comes in.

| The narrow walls expand, and spread away The bird's sweet song allures the unwary wanderer near: (wakes to hear.

Into a kingly palace, and the roof

Lifts to the sky, and unseen fingers work Then sings he loud, so loud the dragon

The ceilings with rich blazonry, and write The thirsty traveller drinks,—the dragon darts aloft,

His name in burning letters over all, And on the tree the fatal bird sings soft.

And ever, as he shuts his 'wildered cyes, Oriental.

The phantom comes and lays upon his lids

A spell that murders sleep, and in his ear 93. ALLUREMENTS, Looking on.

Whispers a deathless word, and on his brain Turn thou thine eyes from each seducing Breathes a fierce thirst no water will allay. sight,

[tite. He is its slave henceforth! His days are For looking whets the ready edge of appe spent

(where Oriental, tr. by w. R. Alger. In chaining down his heart, and watching

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To rise by human weaknesses. His nights , And straight were fiends; hurled from the
Bring him no rest in all their blessed hours. shrinking field,
His kindred are forgotten or estranged. They waked in agony to wail the change.
Unhealthful fires burn constant in his eye. Darting through all her veins the subtle fire,
His lip grows restless, and its smile is curl'd! The world's fair mistress first inhaled thy
Half into scorn-till the bright, fiery boy,

breath; That was a daily blessing but to see,

To lot of higher beings learned to aspire, His spirit was so bird-like and so pure,

Dared to attempt, and doomed the world Is frozen, in the very flush of youth,

to death. Maria A. Brooks. Into a cold, care-fretted, heartless man.

102. AMBITION, Devil of. And what is its reward ? At best, a name! Praise-when the ear has grown too dull to How, like a mounting devil in the heart, hear,

dead: /Rules the unrein'd ambition! Let it once Gold—where the senses it should please are But play the monarch, and its haughty brow Wreaths—where the hair they cover has Glows with a beauty that bewilders thought grown gray,

And unthrones peace forever. Putting on Fame—when the heart it should have The very pomp of Lucifer, it turns thrill'd is numb;

The heart to ashes, and with not a spring All things but love—when love is all we want; Left in the bosom for the spirit's lip, And close behind comes Death, and ere we We look upon our splendor and forget Mife know

The thirst for which we perish! Yet hath That et'n these unavailing gifts are ours, Many a falser idol.

N. P. Willis, He sends us, stripp'd and naked, to the grave!

103. AMBITION, End of.

N. P. Willis. 99. AMBITION, Chook to.

Here, like a shepherd gazing from his hut, Go, climb the rugged Alps, ambitious fool,

Touching his reed, or leaning on his staff,

Eager Ambition's fiery chase I sec;
To please the boys and be a theme at school.
One world suffic'd not Alexander's mind;

| I see the circling hunt of noisy men [right,

Burst law's inclosure, leap the mounds of Coop'd up, he seem'd in earth and seas con

Pursuing and pursued, each other's prey;

[about find : And, struggling, stretch'd his restless limbs Till death, that mighty hunter, earths them

As wolves for rapine; as the fox for wiles; The narrow globe, to find a passage out. Yet, enter'd in the brick-built town, he tried The tomb, and found the strait dimensions What though we wade in wealth, or soar in

Why all this toil for triumphs of an hour ? wide;


lies” “ Death only this mysterious truth unfolds,

Earth's highest station ends in “Here he The mighty soul, how small a body holds."

And “Dust to dust” concludes her noblest Juvenal, tr. by John Dryden.


Edward Young. 100. AMBITION, Christian. “ Ambition is the vice of noble souls ! ”

104. AMBITION, Example of. If 'tis a vice, then let those souls beware, 1 On what foundations stands the warrior's Thrice noble though they be, and passing | pride,

[cide: fair

How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles deIn the world's eye, and high upon the scrolls, A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, Her favor'd minions where the world enrolls, No dangers fright him, and no labors tire ;

Lest it conduct to shame! Be thine the care, O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain,

Soldier of Christ, that nobler strife to dare, Unconquered lord of pleasure and of pain. Which the rash spirit of the world controls, No joys to him pacific sceptres yield, And makes ambition virtuel Be it thine War sounds the trump, he rushes to the field ;

To win thy bright unfading diadem Behold surrounding kings their power comBy works of love! Around his brows shall And one capitulate, and one resign; (bine, shine

[beam, Peace courts his hand, but spreads her charms In heaven from glory's source the purest in vain; Whose aspect here, with beauty most divine, “ Think nothing gained,” he cries, “till Reflects the image of the GOOD SUPREME.

naught remain,

Bp. Mant. On Moscow's walls till Gothic standards ily, 101. AMBITION, Curse of.

And all be mine beneath the polar sky." Woe to thee, wild Ambition! I employ The march begins in military state,

Despair's low notes thy dread effects to tell; And nations on his eye suspended wait; Born in high heaven, her peace thou could'st Stern famine guards the solitary coast, destroy;

And winter barricades the realms of frost. But for thee, there had not been a hell. He comes, nor want nor cold his course delay; Through the celestial domes thy clarion Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day! pealed;

. [ranged The vanquished hero leaves his broken bands, Angels, entranced, beneath thy banners and shows his miseries in distant lands ;


Condemned a needy supplicant to wait, 107. AMBITION, Fling Away.
While ladies interpose and slaves debate. I charge thee, fling away ambition;
But did not chance at length her error mend ? | By that sin fell the angels : how can man then,
Did not subverted empire mark his end ?

The image of his Maker, hope to win by 't? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound,

| Love thyself last, cherish those hearts that Or hostile millions press him to the ground! I hate thee, His fall was destined to a barren strand, Corruption wins not more than honesty. A petty fortress, and a dubious hand, (pale, Still, in thy right hand, carry gentle peace, He left the name, at which the world grew To silence envious tongues. Be just, fear To point a moral or adorn a tale.


(try's, Samuel Johnson. Let all the ends thou aimest at be thy coun105. AMBITION, Examples of.

Thy God's, and truth's. Wm. Shakespeare. Napoleon, Frederic, Charles, and Cromwell

| 108, AMBITION, Ingratitude of.. these

.. (fire, Brutus—The abuse of greatness is, when it Swept the earth with a besom dipped in


[Cæsar, They would have kings and nations bend | Remorse from power: and to speak truth of their knees;

[higher, I have not known when his affections sway'd Their's was the untamed thirst of something More than his reason. But 'tis a common An energy of hope, that could not tire,

proof, The love of self to deeds of might sub- I That 10

That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, limed,

Whereto the climber upward turns his face : Ambition wrought to habitudes of ire,

But when he once attains the upmost round, Force, reckless force, unchecked, unbent, He then unto the ladder turns his back, untimed,

never climbed. Looks in the clouds, scorning the base deAn aim to gain a height where power had By which he did ascend.

(grees They sought they knew not what,—they set

Wm. Shakespeare. no bound

. [ing grew,

109. AMBITION, Mortification of
To their wide-clenching grasp,—their long For when I feel my virtue fail,
As grew their empire,-keenly, as the hound And my ambitious thoughts prevail,
Catches the deer-track in the morning dew,

I'll take a turn among the tombs,
They snuffed the scent of conquest, -victory

And see whereto all glory comes. threw

There the vile foot of every clown Her laurels at their feet-awhile they gave Tramples the sons of honor down; Blood to the earth like water,-madly flew Beggars with awful ashes sport, Their gore-fed eagles. But the wildest And tread the Cæsars in the dirt. wave [in the grave.

Isaac Watts. Breaks and subsides at last ; their end was 110. AMBITION, True. Now they are dust and ashes; other swarms

First, what is true ambition ? The pursuit

Of glory nothing less than man can share. People the ground they wasted, other men

Were they as vain as gaudy-minded man, Rise to be torn and tossed by other storms.

As flatulent with fumes of self-applause, Ambition sleeps a moment in her den

Their arts and conquests animals might boast, To gain new breath, and fire, and strength ; | And claim their laurel crowns as well as we; but then

[flame. She blows the embered coals, and they are As in our form, distinct, pre-eminent.

But not celestial. Here, we stand alone; So it must be, for it hath ever been :

If prone in thought, our stature is our shame; Age rolls on age, and heroes are the same,

And man should blush his forehead meets the The rest, the crowd, the mob, the warlike

The visible and present are for brutes; (skies. hunter's game. J. G. Percival.

A slender portion ! and a narrow bound ! 106. AMBITION, Fever of.

These, Reason, with energy divine, Hew Atlas for my monument; upraise | O'erleaps, and climbs the future and unseen, A pyramid for my tomb, that, undestroyed The vast unseen! the future fathomless!

By rank, oblivion, and the hungry void, When the great soul buoys up to this high My name shall echo through prospective days. point,

O careless conqueror! cold, abysmal grave! Leaves gross Nature's sediments below, Is it not sad—is it not sad, my heart— Then, and then only, Adam's offspring quits To smother young ambition, and depart The sage and hero of the fields and woods, Unhonored and unwilling, like death's Asserts his rank, and rises into man. · slave?

This is ambition; this is human firc. No rare immortal remnant of my thought Other ambition nature interdicts;

Embalms my life; no poem, firmly reared Nature proclaims it most absurd in man

Against the shock of time, ignobly feared, By pointing at his origin and end: [mandBut all my life's progression come to naught. Milk and a swathe, at first, his whole de

Hew Atlas! build a pyramid in a plain! His whole domain, at last, a turf, a stone; 0, cool the fever burning in my brain! To whom, between, a world may seem too

David Gray.


Edward Young.




111. AMBITION, Works of.

In form no more from cups of state be It opened the niggard's purse; clothed na

[sect, kedness;

But flow for all through nation, rank, and Gave beggars food; and threw the Pharisee Free as that heaven its tranquil waves reflect. Upon his knees, and kept him long in act Around the columns of the public shrine Of prayer. It spread the lace upon the fop,

Shall growing arts their gradual wreath inHis language trimmed, and planned his cu


(braid, rious gait,

Nor breathe corruption from the flowering It struck the feather on the gay coquette, Nor mine that fabric which they bloom to And on her finger laid the heavy load Of jewelry; it did—what did it not? [sent | No longer here shall Justice bound her view, The gospel preached, the gospel paid, and Or wrong the many, while she rights the few; The gospel ; conquered nations; cities built; But take her range through all the social Measured the furrow of the field with nice frame, Directed share; shaped bulls, and cows, and Pure and pervading as that vital flame [part, rams:

Which warms at once our best and meanest And threw the ponderous stone: and pitiful. And thrills a hair while it expands a heart." Indeed, and much against the grain, it

Thomas Moore.

114. AMERICA, Mission of. The stagnant, dull, predestinated fool,

Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise, [skies ! Through learning's halls, and made him labor much

| The queen of the world, and child of the Abortively; though sometimes not unpraised.

Thy genius commands thee; with rapture by

hehold, He left the sage's chair, and home returned,

| While ages on ages thy splendors unfold. Making his simple mother think that she

Thy reign is the last and the noblest of time, Had borne' a man. In schools, designed to

| Most fruitful thy soil, most inviting thy Sin up, and plant the seeds of holiness [root |


[thy name, In youthful minds, it held a signal place. .

Let the crimes of the east ne'er encrimson The little infant man, by nature proud,

Be freedom and science and virtue thy fame. Was taught the Scriptures by the love of praise,

To conquest and slaughter let Europe aspire; And grew religious as he grew in fame.

Whelm nations in blood, and wrap cities in And thus the principle, which out of heaven"

. fire;

(fend, The devil threw, and threw him down to

Thy heroes the rights of mankind shall dehell,

ment And triumph pursue them, and glory attend. And keeps him there, was made an instru- A world is thy realm : for a world be thy To moralize and sanctify mankind,


[cause; And in their hearts beget humility.

Enlarged as thine empire, and just as thy Robert Pollok.

On Freedom's broad basis that empire shall 112. AMERICA, Famo of.

[skies. Land of the West, though passing brief Extend with the main, and dissolve with the

The record of thine age,
Thou hast a name that darkens all

Fair Science her gates to thy song shall unbar, On History's wide page!

And the east see thy morn hide the beams of Let all the blasts of fame ring out

her star,

[soar Thine shall be loudest far:

New bards and new sages unrivalled shall Let others boast their satellites,

To fame unextinguished when time is no Thou hast the morning star.

more; Thou hast a name whose characters

To thee, the last refuge of virtue designed, Of light shall ne'er depart;

Shall fly from all nations the best of man'Tis stamped upon the dullest brain,


[bring And warms the coldest heart,

Here grateful to heaven, with transport shalí A war-cry fit for any land,

Their incense, more fragrant than odors of Where Freedom's to be won;

spring. Land of the West ! it stands aloneIt is thy Washington! Eliza Cook. Nor less shall thy fair ones to glory ascend,

And genius and beauty in harmony blend; 113, AMERICA, Liberty in.

The graces of form shall awake pure desire, “Here," might they say, “shall power's di And the charms of the soul ever cherish the vided reign


[refined, Evince that patriots have not bled in vain. Their sweetness unmingled, their manners Here godlike liberty's herculean youth, And virtue's bright image, enstamped on the Cradled in peace, and nurtur'd up by truth | mind, To full maturity of nerve and mind,

With peace and soft rapture shall teach life Shall crush the giants that bestride mankind. to glow, Here shall religion's pure and balmy draught. And light up a smile on the aspect of woe.



Thy fleets to all regions thy power shall dis-1 117. ANCESTRY, Boasting of.

Boast not the titles of your ancestors, The nations admire, and the ocean obey;

Brave youths; they're their possessions, none Each shore to thy glory its tribute unfold,

of yours; And the east and the south yield their spices | When your own virtues equal'd have their and gold.

names, As the day-spring unbounded thy splendor 'Twill be but fair to lean upon their fames: shall flow,

[bow, For they are strong supporters; but, till then, And earth's little kingdoms before thee shall |

The greatest are but growing gentlemen. While the ensigns of union, in triumph un- It is a wretched thing to trust to reeds. furled,

[the world. Which all men do that urge not their own Hush the tumult of war, and give peace to deeds Thus, as down a lone valley, with cedars

Up to their ancestors'; the river's side,

rs By which you're planted, shows your fruit o'erspread,

(strayed, shall bide; From war's dread confusion, I pensively | Hang all your rooms with one large pedigree: The gloom from the face of fair heaven

| 'Tis virtue alone is true nobility; retired;

Lexpired; Which virtue from your father ripe will fall; The winds ceased to murmur, the thunders St

the thunders Study illustrious him, and you have all. Perfumes, as of Eden, flowed sweetly along,

Ben Jonson. And a voice, as of angels, enchantingly sung: “ Columbia, Columbia, to glory arise,

118. ANCESTRY, Pride of The queen of the world, and the child of the Of all the notable things on earth, skies." Timothy Dwight. The queerest one is pride of birth

Among our “fierce democracy"! 115. AMERICA, Prophesy of.

A bridge across a hundred years, The Muse disgusted at an age and clime Without a prop to save it from sneers, Barren of every glorious theme,

Not even a couple of rotten peers, — In distant lands now waits a better time, A thing for laughter, fleers, and jeers, Producing subjects worthy fame.

Is American aristocracy! In happy clines, where from the genial sun | English and Irish, French and Spanish, And virgin earth such scenes ensue,

Germans, Italians, Dutch and Danish, The force of art by nature seems outdone, Crossing their veins until they vanish And fancied beauties by the true;

In one conglomeration!

So subtle a tangle of blood, indeed, In happy climes, the seat of innocence,

No Heraldry Harvey will ever succeed
Where Nature guides, and virtue rules,
Where men shall not impose for truth and

In finding the circulation.
The pedantry of courts and schools. (sense Depend upon it, my snobbish friend,

Your family thread you can't ascend,
There shall be sung another Golden Age,

Without good reason to apprehend The rise of empire and of arts,

You may find it waxed, at the farther end, The good and great inspiring epic rage,

By some plebeian vocation! The wisest heads and noblest hearts :

Or, worse than that, your boasted line Not such as Europe breeds in her decay;

May end in a loop of stronger twine, Such as she bred when fresh and young, That plagued some worthy relation! When heavenly flame did animate her clay,

John G. Saxe. By future poets shall be sung.

119. ANGELS, Care of tho. Westward the course of empire takes its way;] 'Tis your office, spirits bright, The four first acts already past,

Still to guard us night and day,
A fifth shall close the drama with the day : And before your heavenly might
Time's noblest offspring in the last.

Powers of darkness flee away,
George Berkeley. Ever doth our unseen host

Camp around us, and avert 116. AMUSEMENTS, Empty.

All that seek to do us hurt, Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law, Curbing Satan's malice most. Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw : And ye come on ready wing, Some livelier plaything gives his youth de When we drift toward sheer despair, A little louder, but as empty quite: [light, Seeing naught where we might cling, Scarfs, garters, gold, amuse his riper stage, Suddenly, lo! ye are there! And beads and prayer-books are the toys of And the wearied heart grows strong, age:

As an angel strengthened Him, Pleas'd with this bauble still, as that before, Fainting in the garden dim, Till tir'd he sleeps, and life's poor play is o'er. ' 'Neath the world's vast woe and wrong. Alexander Pope.

Johann Rist.

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