Cast not away the nut for the bitterness of the rind. A heart made full as human love could fill it, And love divine. Songs of Many Seasons: MRS. CHARLES. ! My life with thee Is like a song, and the sweet music thou BAILEY. Thou charmer of life, ever tender and true. CAMPBELL. Sorrow was not given us for sorrow's sake, but always and infallibly as a lesson to us, from which we are to learn somewhat, of which the somewhat once learned ceases to be sorrow. Life of CARLYLE. December 24. Old wood to burn, old wine to drink, ALPHONSO OF ARAGON. Courage consists not in blindly overlooking danger, but in seeing it, and conquering it. RICHTER. A cheerful temper, not occasionally but habitually cheerful, is a quality which no wise man would be willing to dispense with in choosing a wife. It is like a good fire in winter, diffusive and genial in its influence, and always approached with a confidence that it will comfort and do good. MRS. ELLIS. Alas! for them, though not for thee; BYRON. Christ though as yet He cannot speak, yet out of His crib as a pulpit, this day preaches to us, and His theme is, 'Learn of Me, for I am humble.' BISHOP ANDREWES. I love to see this day well kept by rich and poor. WASHINGTON IRVING. Your lowly cheare and gentle companie STEPHEN HAWES, 1530. Let not the heart, whose sorrow cannot call December 26. H. COLERIDGE. Those things alone Are to be feared whence evil may proceed; DANTE. He that is curious of his time will not easily be unready or unfurnished. JEREMY TAYLOR. His heart's best joy where'er he roves I shall love thee to the last, T. MOORE. And bear thy memory with me to the grave. WORDSWORTH. For God proved them, and found them worthy for Himself. As gold in the furnace hath He tried them and received them. Wisdom, iii. 5, 6. The noblest minds their virtue prove By pity, sympathy, and love. Cowper. God takes man's hearty desires and will instead of the deed, where they have not power to fulfil it, but He never took the bare deed for the will. BAXTER. My fate hath shown me him to whom behoves it That I should offer up myself. In gladness Him will I follow. COLERIDGE. Let good or ill betide, thou'rt mine till death. Suddenly to ope mine eyes December 28. T. MOORE. J. S. B. MONsell. Hope on! The fight Is never lost while fight we may. ANON. Love sees what no eye sees. Love hears what no ear hears; and what never rose in the heart of man Love prepares for its object. Lavater. One soul dwelling in two bodies. S. GREGORY. Yet all rejoicing is not gone, GEO. WITHER. |