"WHEN THE CUP IS FULLEST LOOK THOU BEAR HER FAIREST.'

POWER to do good is the true and lawful end of aspiring. For good thoughts, though God accept them, yet towards men they are little better than good dreams, except they be put in act; and that cannot be without power and place, as the vantage and commanding ground.

Bacon.

We are all here fellow-servants, and we know not how our Grand Master will brook insolences in his family. How darest thou, that art but a piece of earth that Heaven has blown into, presume thyself into the impudent usurpation of a majesty unshaken?

The top feather of the plume began to give himself airs, and toss his head, and look down contemptuously on his fellows. But one of them said, "Peace! we are all of us but feathers; only he that made us a plume was pleased to set thee the highest."

Feltham.

It is a sure sign of greatness whom honour amends. Bacon.

66

THE HIGHER THE APE GOES THE MORE HE SHOWS HIS TAIL."

DE TE FABULA.

AN Ass was wishing in a hard winter for a little warm weather, and a mouthful of fresh grass to knab upon, in exchange for a heartless truss of straw, and a cold lodging. In good time, the warm weather and the fresh grass comes on; but so much toil and business for asses along with it, that this ass grows quickly as weary of the spring as he was of the winter. His next longing is for summer: but what with harvest-work, and other drudgeries of that season, he is worse now than he was in the spring: and so he fancies he never shall be well till autumn comes.

But then again, what with

carrying apples, grapes, fuel, winter provisions, &c., he finds himself more harassed than ever. In fine, when he has trod the circle of the year in a course of restless labour, his last prayer is for winter again, and that he rest where he began his complaint.

may but take up his

L' Estrange's Fables.

And follows so the ever-rolling year
With profitable labour to his grave.

THE PHILOSOPHER.

THE name of "Wise" seems to me, O Phædrus, a great matter, and to belong to God alone. A man may be more fitly denominated "philosophus," ""would be wise," or some such name.

Plato.

The philosopher stations himself in the middle, and must draw down to him all that is higher, and up to him all that is lower and only in this medium does he merit the title of Wise.

Goethe.

Plato's Philosopher pursues the true light, yet returns back to his former fellows who dwell in the dark, watching shadows.

66 EVERY OAK MUST BE AN ACORN."

When the Balloon was first discovered, some one said to Franklin, "What will ever come of it?" Franklin pointed to a baby in its cradle, and said, "And what will ever come of that?"

TROUBLES OF LIFE.

I AM very sorry for your distresses; one of which* I think is of the number of the rà q' nμiv, and may be put an end to at any time. For what is money given for but to make a man easy? And if others will be iniquitous, there is nothing to be done but to have recourse to the redime te captum quàm queas minimo: a very good maxim, which we learn in our Grammar, and forget in our lives. The other trouble† is not so easily set aside; but it has the comfort of necessity, and must be borne whether you will or not, which with wise men is the same thing as choice: for a fool in such a case goes about bellowing, and telling everybody he meets (who do but laugh at him) what a sad calamity has happened to him; but a man of sense says nothing and submits. This is very wise, you will say; but it is very true.

Jeremiah Markland.

66 WHAT CAN'T BE CURED MUST BE ENDURED.'

66 PENNY WISE, POUND FOOLISH."

THE saying of a noble and wise counsellor in England is worthy to be remembered, that, with a pretty tale he told, utterly condemned such lingering proceedings. The tale was this:-A poor widow (said he) in the country, doubting her provision of wood would not last all the winter, and yet desiring to roast a joint and a hen one day to welcome her friends, laid on two sticks on the fire; but when that would scarce heat it, she fetched two more; and so still burning them out by two and two, (whereas one faggot laid on at the first would have roasted it,) she spent four or five faggots more than she needed: and yet when all was done, her meat was scorched of one side, and raw of the t'other side; her friends ill content of their fare; and she enforced, ere winter went about, to borrow wood of her poor neighbours, because so many of her own faggots were spent.

Sir J. Harrington.