120 CHEERFULNESS - MIRTH-SMILE, &c. 19. See how the day beameth brightly before us! 20. But then her face, From the German. So lovely, yet so arch-so full of mirth, ROGERS' Italy. 21. Light be thy heart! why should'st thou keep Let not thine eye one tear-drop weep, 22. It gives to beauty half its power, 23. MRS. A. B. WELBY. The nameless charm, worth all the rest The light that dances o'er a face, And speaks of sunshine in the breast. If beauty ne'er have set her seal, It will supply her absence too, How beautiful the smile On beauty's brow, in beauty's eye, J. G. WHITTIER. 24. But Oh, there is a smile, which steals Sometimes upon the brow of care, And, like the north's cold light, reveals But gathering darkness there! J. G. WHITTIER. 25. Joy, like the zephyr that flies o'er the flower, 26. Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, 27. A little nonsense, now and then, Is relish'd by the best of men. MRS. OSGOOD. H. W. LONGfellow. 1. CHILDHOOD-YOUTH. For youth no less becomes The light and careless livery that it wears, SHAKSPEARE. 2. I'll serve his youth, for youth must have its course, 3. The whining school-boy with his satchel, SHAKSPEARE. SHAKSPEARE. 122 CHILDHOOD - YOUTH. 4. Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, Το 5. Gather the rose-buds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, THOMSON'S Seasons. And that same flower that blooms to-day, HERRICK. 6. Something of youth I in old age approve; But more the marks of age in youth I love. Who this observes may in his body find Decrepit age, but never in his mind. DENHAM. 7. Intemperate youth, by sad experience found, Ends in an age imperfect and unsound. DENHAM. 8. Youth is ever apt to judge in haste, And lose the medium in the wild extreme. AARON HILL. 9. Young men soon give and soon forget affronts; Old age is slow in both. ADDISON'S Cato. 10. Happy the school-boy! did he know his bliss, His are the joys of nature, his the smile, He wipes it soon. KNOX. 11. By sports like these are all their cares beguil'd; The sports of children satisfy the child. GOLDSMITH. 12. The tear down childhood's cheek that flows, SCOTT'S Rokeby. 13. There still are many rainbows in your sky, BYRON'S Don Juan. 14. A lovely being, scarcely form'd or moulded, A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded. 15. BYRON'S Don Juan. Sweet be thy cradled slumbers! O'er the sea BYRON'S Childe Harold. 16. The helpless look of blooming infancy. BYRON'S Childe Harold. 17. Full swells the deep pure fountain of young life. BYRON'S Childe Harold. 18. Oh mirth and innocence! Oh milk and water! Ye happy mixtures of more happy days! BYRON'S Beppo." 19. A little curly-headed good-for-nothing, 20. The babe, Who, capable of no articulate sound, BYRON'S Don Juan. ROGERS. 21. Thine was the shout! the song! the burst of joy! 22. The young! Oh! what should wandering fancy bring, 23. It lay upon its mother's breast, a thing Bright as a dew-drop when it first descends, MRS. A. B. WELBY. 24. I sported in my tender mother's arms, 25. Oh! what a world of beauty fades away 26. Our early days!-How often back We turn on life's bewildering track DAWES' Geraldine. CHIVALRY. W. D. GALLagher. Will you vouchsafe to teach a soldier terms, And plead his love-suit to her gentle heart? 2. I do not think a braver gentleman, More active-valiant, or more valiant-young, Το SHAKSPEARE. SHAKSPEARE. |