Formed by thy converse, happily to steer
From grave to gay, from lively to severe.

POPE.

He who resigneth himself to God, and doeth that which is right, he shall have his reward with his Lord. Koran, chapter ii.

If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange and be all to me? MRS. BARRETT BROWNING. A well-assorted marriage hath not many cares.

M. F. TUPPER.

Blessed is the memory of those who have kept themselves unspotted from the world. MRS. JAMESON. You abide in the presence of God, which will never flow away.

February 4.

Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call to-day his own ;
He who, secure within, can say

FENELON.

To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived to-day.

DRYDEN'S Odes of Horace.

Of many a woe the cure,

Of many a joy the source.

SOUTHEY.

In the husband wisdom, in the wife gentleness.

An Old Proverb.

We shall live with Him in tha' blessed land where sorrow is unknown, and happiness is endless as it is perfect.

The Mirror.

February 4.

At certain epochs of our lives we find ourselves in circumstances that, while they press upon us and seem altogether to weigh us down, at the same time give us the opportunity, nay, impose on us the DUTY, to elevate ourselves, and by so doing fulfil the purpose of the Divine Being in our creation.

Wisdom of Goethe: PROFESSOR BLACKIE.

My treasure! we'll live together, work together,
die together.
CHARLES DICKENS.
They could not sit at meals but feel how well
It soothed each to be the other by.

The gladness of their everlasting rest,
Which, their earthly warfare finished,
They through suffering have possessed.

KEATS.

Latin Hymn.

I will give thee the first place in my resurrection. 2 Esdras, ii. 23.

February 6.

Have a good conscience, and thou shalt ever have

joy.

THOMAS À KEMPIS.

Be thou the rainbow to the storm of life.

BYRON.

I love you for the sake of what you are, and not of what you do.

The fondest bridegroom of that hour,
And she the most devoted bride.

ANON.

JAGO.

Death wounds to cure; we fall, we rise, we reign,
Spring from our fetters, fasten in the skies,
Where blooming Eden withers in our sight.
Death gives us more than was in Eden lost,
The King of Terrors is the Prince of Peace.
YOUNG'S Night Thoughts.

February 6.

What must be, shall be, and that which is necessity to him that struggles is little more than choice to him that is willing.

Two kindred souls alone must meet,
'Tis friendship makes the bondage sweet,
And feeds their mutual loves;

Bright Venus on her rolling throne

Is drawn by gentlest birds alone,
And Cupid's yoke the doves.

SENECA.

WATTS.

She lived the blessing of the land. CRABBE, 1754. The Royal army of Cross-bearers, who have washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb, are waiting to embrace and welcome you among them. Letters of Mary Bosanquet, 1777.

February 8.

Consider that it is our own state of mind at any time that makes our estimate of the world.

Never buy but with ready money.

One solid comfort, our eternal wife,
Abundantly supplies us all our life:

EMMERSON.

OSBORNE.

This blessing lasts, if those who try say true,
As long as heart can wish.

Beautiful Gate of Life,

Gate at the end of the way,

POPE.

Well worth the day's toil and strife
For that hour at the end of the day.
Songs of Many Seasons: MRS. CHARLES.