Ah, yes, Philosopher, thy creed is true! 'Tis our own eyes that give the rainbow's hue; Takes from our senses, those warm dupes, its birth. 1704. HAPPINESS. Bulwer Lytton. Theories of O HAPPINESS! our being's end and aim ! Plant of celestial seed! if dropp'd below, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil: Ask of the learn'd the way? The learn'd are blind; This bids to serve, and that to shun mankind; Who thus define it, say they more or less Take nature's path, and mad opinion's leave; All states can reach it, and all heads conceive; Obvious her goods, in no extreme they dwell; There needs but thinking right and meaning well; And mourn our various portions as we please, Equal is common sense and common ease. 1705. HAPPINESS. Trustful THROUGH the love of God our Saviour Free and changeless is His favour; All, all is well! Precious is the blood that heal'd us, Perfect is the grace that seal'd us, -Pope. Strong the Hand stretch'd forth to shield us; Though we pass through tribulation, Ours is such a full salvation, All, all is well! Happy, still in God abiding, Holy, through the Spirit's guiding; We expect a bright to-morrow, All will be well; Faith can sing through days of sorrow, On our Father's love relying, All must be well!-Mary Bowly. KNOW then this truth (enough for man to know), 'Virtue alone is happiness below;' The only point where human bliss stands still, Is bless'd in what it takes and what it gives;' The joy unequall'd if its end it gain, And but more relish'd as the more distress'd : The broadest mirth unfeeling folly wears, Never elated while one man's oppress'd; And where no wants, no wishes can remain, See the sole bliss Heaven could on all bestow ! Slave to no sect, who takes no private road, For him alone hope leads from goal to goal, And opens still and opens on his soul, Till lengthen'd on to faith, and unconfined, It pours the bliss that fills up all the mind. He sees why nature plants in man alone Hope of known bliss, and faith in bliss unknown : (Nature, whose dictates to no other kind Are given in vain, but what they seek they find.) Wise is her present; she connects in this His greatest virtue with his greatest bliss ; At once his own bright prospect to be blest, And strongest motive to assist the rest. Self-love thus push'd to social, to divine, Gives thee to make thy neighbour's blessing thine. Is this too little for the boundless heart? Extend it, let thy enemies have part : Grasp the whole world of reason, life, and sense, In one close system of benevolence : Happier as kinder, in whate'er degree, And height of bliss but height of charity.-Pope. 1709. HARVEST. Spiritual THE harvest dawn is near, The year delays not long ; Sad to his toil he goes, His seed with weeping leaves; And bring his golden sheaves.-Burgess. 1710. HARVEST: Thanksgiving Hymn. LORD of the harvest! Thee we hail; This holy day; Oh let our hearts in tune be found! If Spring doth wake the song of mirth, If Summer warms the fruitful earth; The valleys laugh and sing, The land o'erflows. The wind, the rain, the sun, Would'st thou be fed? Man to thy labour bow, Thy few seeds scatter'd wide, Here thou may'st find He feeds mankind. Bless ye the Lord. Yes, bless His holy Name, Amidst your mirth.-Montgomery. 1713. HARVEST. Thoughts for the And now, down fields of sunburnt grass I see the withering rose-leaves pass; And night by night, and day by day, Of all the summer of my life Oh! could these tears, like April rain, And stir the seeds which Thou didst sow, Oh! then what rich reward and sweet Katherine Saunders. By the same star that guides thee? Why should'st thou hate, then, thy brother? Hateth he thee? Forgive! For 'tis sweet to stam mer one letter Of the Eternal's language; on earth it is call'd forgiveness.-Tegner. 1716. HEALTH: essential to happiness. HEALTH, brightest visitant from heaven, For the short term by nature given, Whatever sweets we hope to find Bland, from Alciphron. Slow wandering on the margin of the deep, I breathe the cheering gale of health once more; And see the billows gently dash the steep, That rears its bold head on the sandy shore. BLUNTED unto goodness is the heart which anger Fresh looks the landscape with the dews of dawn; never stirreth, But that which hatred swelleth, is keen to carve out evil. Anger is a noble infirmity, the generous failing of the just, The one degree that riseth above zeal, asserting the prerogatives of virtue ; But hatred is a slow continuing crime, a fire in the bad man's breast, A dull and hungry flame, for ever craving insatiate. Hatred would harm another; anger would indulge itself: A bluish mist swims o'er the soften'd grove; The wanton deer bound lightly o'er the lawn, And every copse resounds with notes of love. The village-clocks proclaim the passing hour; The tall spires glitter to the early sun; The ploughman, whistling, quits his low-roof'd bower, And now his peaceful labour is begun. Yet not this ocean, cheer'd with many a sail, Hatred is a simmering poison; anger, the opening of To solace worn disease could aught avail, the valve : Hatred destroyeth as the upas-tree; anger smiteth as a staff: Hatred is the atmosphere of hell, but anger is known in heaven.-Tupper. 1715. HATRED. Cure of Is he not sailing, Lost like thyself on an ocean unknown, and is he not guided Or from his bosom chase the clouds of care. The merry morn no rapture could impart, Yet oft we slight thy worth, O blessed Health! The joys, without whose aid whate'er of blest, 1717. HEALTH. Ingredients of THE common ingredients of health and long life are Great temperance, open air, Easy labour, little care.-Sidney. The surest road to health, say what they will, Most of those evils we poor mortals know Churchill. My body is from all diseases free; 1718. HEALTH: rarely enjoyed. THERE is no health physicians say that we At best enjoy but a neutrality.-Donne. 1719. HEALTH: uncertain. WHAT is life?-like a flower, with the bane in its bosom, To-day, full of promise, to-morrow it dies! And health, like the dew-drop that hung on its blossom, Survives but a night, and exhales to the skies; How oft 'neath the bud that is brightest and fairest, The seeds of the canker in embryo lurk ! How oft at the root of the flower that is rarest, Secure in its ambush the worm is at work! Beattie. 1720. HEARERS: how they invert the truth. WHAT use the preacher's truth and earnest exhortation? The hearer makes thereof inverted application. 1721. HEARING. Mystery of THY functions are ethereal, Oriental. As if within thee dwelt a glancing mind, Organ of vision! And a spirit aërial Informs the cell of Hearing, dark and blind; Intricate labyrinth, more dread for thought To enter than oracular cave; |