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instruction, and to relish virtue. He that has thee has little more to wish for ! and he that is so wretched as to want thee, wants everything with thee.

STERNE.
HERE Health itself does live,
That salt of life, which does to all a relish give;
Its standing pleasure, and intrinsic wealth,
The body's virtue, and the soul's good fortune, health.

COWLEY. Fragments.
Ah! what avail the largest gifts of Heaven,
When drooping health and spirits go amiss ?
How tasteless then whatever can be given ?
Health is the vital principle of bliss,
And exercise of health !

THOMBON. Castle of Indolence.
THE common ingredients of health and long life are
Great temp'rance, open air,
Easy labour, little care.

SIR P. SIDNEY.
THE surest road to health, say what they will,
Is never to suppose we shall be ill.
Most of those evils we poor mortals know,
From doctors and imagination flow.

CHURCHILL. SINCE we cannot promise to ourselves constant health, let us aim at such a temper as may be our best support in the decay of it.

Spectator, No. 143.

PLEASURE OF HEALTHY EXERCISE.
O’ER Vales that teem with fruits, romantic hills,
(Oh, that such hills upheld a freeborn race !)
Childe Harold wends through many a pleasant place.
Though sluggards deem it but a foolish chase,
And marvel men should quit their easy-chair,
The toilsome way, and long, long league to trace,

Oh! there is sweetness in the mountain air,
And life, that bloated Ease can never hope to share.

Childe Harold, Canto I.

HEALTHINESS OF A COUNTRY LIFE. SELDOM shall we see in cities, courts, and rich families, where men live plentifully, and eat and drink freely, that perfect health, that athletic soundness and vigour of constitution, which is commonly seen in the country, in poor houses and cottages, where nature is their cook, and necessity their caterer, and where they have no other doctor but the sun and fresh air, and that such a one as never sends them to the apothecary.

South.
HEALTH is the first good lent to men ;
A gentle disposition then;
Next to be rich by no bye-ways;
Lastly, with friends to enjoy our days.

HERRICK.

GLORY.

GLORY is like a circle in the water,
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself,
Till by broad spreading, it disperse to naught.

Henry VI., First Part, Act I., s. 2.
TH' extremes of glory and of shame,
Like East and West, become the same;
No Indian prince has to his palace
More foll’wers than a thief to th’ gallows.

Hudibras, Part II., Canto 1.

THE love of glory can only create a hero, the contempt of it creates a wise man.

TALLEYRAND.

LET glory be their bait, whose minds

Are all too high for a low cell :
Though hawks can prey through storms and winds,

The poor bee in her hive must dwell.
Glory, the crowd's cheap tinsel, still

To what most takes them is a drudge ;
And they too oft take good for ill,

And thriving vice for virtue judge.
What needs a conscience calm and bright

Within itself an outward test ?
Who breaks his glass to take more light,
Makes

way
for storms into his rest.

VAUGHAN. Silex Scintellans.

PRESENT BLESSINGS NOT SUFFICIENTLY VALUED.
Friar.

For it falls out,
That what we have we prize not to the worth,
Whiles we enjoy it: but being lack'd and lost,
Why, then we rack the value : then we find
The virtue that possession would not show us
Whiles it was ours.

Much Ado about Nothing, Act IV.
This truth came borne with bier and pall,

I felt it when I sorrow'd most,

'Tis better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all.

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Whatever way my days decline,

I felt and feel, tho' left alone,

His being working in mine own,
The footsteps of his life in mine.
A life that all the Muses deck'd

With gifts of grace, that might express

All-comprehensive tenderness,
All-subtilizing intellect.
And so my passion hath not swerved

To works of weakness, but I find

An image comforting the mind,
And in my grief a strength reserved.

TENNYSON. In Memoriam.

EXAMPLE
PRINCES that would their people should do well,
Must at themselves begin, as at the head;
For men by their example, pattern out
Their imitations, and regard of laws;
A virtuous court a world to virtue draws.

BEN JONSON. PEOPLE seldom improve, when they have no other model but themselves to copy after.

GOLDSMITH. No man is so insignificant as to be sure his example can do no hurt.

LORD CLARENDON.
Quotu Hudibras, the case is clear,
The saints may 'mploy a conjurer.

As thou hast prov'd it by their practise ;
No argument like matter of fact is;
And we are best of all led to
Men’s principles by what they do.

Hudibras, Part II., Canto 3, I do not give you to posterity as a pattern to imitate, but an example to deter; * and as your conduct comprehends every thing that a wise or honest minister should avoid, I mean to make you a negative instruction to your successors for ever.

JUNIUS, Letter XII. NOTHING is so contagious as example ; and we never do any great good or great evil which does not produce its like. We imitate good actions from emulation, and bad ones from the depravity of our nature, which shame would keep prisoner, and example sets at liberty.

ROCHEFOUCAULD.

HONOUR,

Falstaff. WELL, 'tis no matter: honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? How then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? No. What is honour ? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? He that died o’ Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. It is insensible, then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it:—therefore I'll none of it: honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my

catechism.
Henry IV., First Part, Act V., s. 1.
HONOUR is like that glassy bubble
That finds philosophers such trouble,
Whose least part crack'd, the whole does fly,
And wits are crack'd, to find out why.
Quoth Ralph, Honour's but a word
To swear by only in a Lord :
In other men 'tis but a huff,
To vapour with instead of proof;

The only good copies are those which exhibit the defects of bad originals.

ROCHEFOUCAULD.

That like a wen looks big and swells,
Is senseless, and just nothing else,
Let it (quoth he) be what it will,
It has the world's opinion still.

Hudibras, Part II., Canto 2. HONOUR is but a fictitious kind of honesty; a mean but a necessary substitute for it in societies who have none; it is a sort of paper credit with which men are obliged to trade, who are deficient in the sterling cash of true morality and religion.

Thoughts, Pope and SWIFT. THE difference there is betwixt honour and honesty seems to be chiefly the motive: the mere honest man does that from duty, which the man of honour does for the sake of character.

SHENSTONE.
QUOTH he, That man is sure to lose
That fouls his hands with dirty foes ;
For where no honour's to be gain'd,
'Tis thrown away in b’ing maintain’d.

Hudibras, Part II., Canto 2. WHERE Honour is a support to virtuous principles, and runs parallel with the laws of God and our country, it cannot be too much cherished and encouraged. But when the dictates of honour are contrary to those of Religion and Equity, they are the greatest depravations of human nature by giving wrong ambitions and false ideas of what is good and laudable, and should therefore be exploded by all governments, and driven out as the bane and plague of human society.

Spectator, No. 99. PURITY is the feminine; Truth the masculine of Honour.

HARE. Guesses at Truth.
Whoso in pompe of prowd estate quoth she
Does swim, and bathes himselfe in courtly bliss ;
Does waste his daies in darke obscuritie,
And in oblivion ever buried is;
Where ease abounds, yts eath to doe amis;
But who his limbs with labours, and his mynd
Behaves with cares, cannot so easy miss :
Abroad in armes, at home in studious kynd,
Who seekes with painfull toile shall Honor soonest fynd.

* Where danger most appears, there fear it least;

For Honor dwells in hard attempts, my sons,
And greatest praise in greatest peril wuns.
FAIRFAX' Tasso. Jerusalem Delivered, Book IX., Canto 28.

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